ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND. Friend after friend departs; Beyond the flight of time, Beyond the reign of death,- There is a world above, Where parting is unknown; A long eternity of love, Formed for the good alone; And faith beholds the dying, here, Thus star by star declines, As morning high and higher shines, Nor sink those stars in empty night, But hide themselves in heaven's own light. CAMPBELL. ODE. YE Mariners of England! That guard our native seas; Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle, and the breeze! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow. The spirits of your fathers For the deck it was their field of fame, Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, Britannia needs no bulwark, Her march is o'er the mountain waves. Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow. The meteor flag of England Till danger's troubled night depart And the star of peace return. When the storm has ceased to blow; HOHENLINDEN. On Linden, when the sun was low, But Linden saw another sight, By torch and trumpet fast arrayed, Then shook the hills with thunder riven, But redder yet that light shall glcw, Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun The combat deepens. On! ye brave, Few, few, shall part where many meet: |