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Ferments arise, imprison'd factions roar,
Nor this the worst. As nature's ties decay,* As duty, love, and honor fail to sway, Fictitious bonds, the bonds of wealth and law, Still gather strength, and force unwilling awe. Hence all obedience bows to these alone, And talent sinks, and merit weeps unknown: Till time may come, when, stript of all her charms, The land of scholars, and the nurse of arms, Where noble stems transmit the patriot flame, Where kings have toil'd, and poets wrote for fame, One sink of level avarice shall lie, And scholars, soldiers, kings. umlionord die.
Yet think not, thus when Freedom's ills I state, I mean to flatter kings, or court the great: Ye powers of truth, that bid my soul aspire, Far from my bosom drive the low desire ; # And thou, fair Freedom, taught alike to feel The rabble's rage, and tyrant's angry steel; Thou transitory flower, alike undone By proud contempt, or favor's fostering sun, Still may thy blooms the changeful clime endure. I only would repress them to secure :
• ["Nor this the worst as social bonds decay.”—First edit.) + ["And monarchs toil, and parts pant for firme." -Thid.) 1 ["Perich the wish ; fior, inly satisfied,
above their promps I boll my rargol porude "-- Dhil.)
For just experience tells, in every soil,
O then how blind to all that truth requires,
[“ The constitution of England is at present possessed of the strength of its native oak, and the flexibility of the bending tamarisk ; but should the people at any time, with a mistaken zeal, pant after an innaginary freedom, and fancy that abridging monarchy was increasing their privileges, they would be very much mistaken, since every jewel plucked from the crown of majesty would only be made use of as a bribe to corruption : it might come to the few who shared it among them, but would in fact impoverish the public. As the Roman senators, by slow and imperceptible degrees, became masters of the people, yet still flattered them with a show of freedom while themselves only were free, so is it possible for a body of men, while they stand up for privileges, to grow into an exuberance of power themselves, and the public become actually dependent, while some of its individuals only governed.”—Citizen of the World. See vol. ii. p. 212.)
† [" What they may then expect may be seen by turning our eyes to Holland, Genoa, or Venice, where the laws govern the poor, and the rich govern the law.--Vicar of Wakefield, chap. xix. Sed vol. iii. p. 113 ]
Fear, pity, justice, indignation start,
Yes, Brother, curse with me that baleful hour, When first ambition struck at regal power; And thus polluting honor in its source, Gave wealth to sway the mind with double force. llave we not seen, round Britain's peopled shore,* Her useful sons exchanged for useless ore? Seen all her triumphis but destruction haste, Like flaring tapers bright'ning as they waste; Seen opulence, her grandeur to maintain, Lead stern depopulation in her train, And over fields where setter'd hamlets rose, In barren solitary pomp repose ? IIave we not seen at pleasure's lorilly call, The smiling long-frequented village fall? Beheld the duteous sou, the sire decay'd, The modest matron, and the blushing maid, Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train, To traverse climes beyond the western main ;
* [In this and the subsequent lines to the end of the passage, may be traced the germ of the Deserted Village ; so that the subject of that poem was no doubt contemplated as long as the poet avows; namely, five years, and probably longer. It additional proof were required of their reference to an Irish village, we may tind it in the couple where her expressly says 10 hia brother:
" Have we not seen at pleasure's lordly call,
The smiling longteguente villave fall !!!!
Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around,
E'en now, perhaps, as there some pilgrim strays Through tangled forests, and through dangerous ways; Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murd'rous aim;t There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all around distressful yells arise, The pensive exile, bending with his woe, To stop too fearful, and too faint to go, I Casts a long look where England's glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathize with mine.
Vain, very vain, my weary search to find
* (When Goldsmith wrote, the third syllable was rendered long; at present, it is more usual to dwell upon the second. The former, however, is the native Indian pronunciation. Niagara means thunder-water.]
† (" And the brown Indian takes a deadly aim."-First edit.] 1 [“ Dr. Johnson said of Goldsmith's Traveller,' which had been published in my absence,“there had not been so fine a poem since Pope's time. In the year 1783, he, at my request, marked with a pencil the lines which he had furnished, which are only line 420th:
"To stop too fearful, and too faint to go;' and the concluding ten lines, except the last couplet but one."-- Boswell, vol. ii., p. 308, ed. 1-35 )
Still to ourselves in every place consigned,
* ["Goldsmith mentions Luke as a person well known, and superficial readers have passed it over quite smoothly; while those of more attention have been as much perplexed by Lukr, as by Lydiat in ‘the Vanity of Human Wishes.' The truth is, that Goldsmith himself was in a mistake. In the • Respublica Hungarica,' there is an account of a desperate rebellion in the year 1514, headed by two brothers of the name of Zeck, George and Luke. When it was quelled, George, not Luke, was punished, by his head being encircled with a red-hot iron crown ; coronâ candescente ferrea coronatur.' The same severity of torture was exercised on the earl of Athol, one of the murderers of James I. of Scotland.”— Doswell, vol. ii., p. 309.)
† Robert-François Damiens, the assassin who attempted the lite of Louis XV. in 1757. • What the miserable man suffered,” says Ilorace Walpole,“ is not to be described. When first seized, and carried into the guard-chainber, the garde-des-sçéaux and the Duc d'Ayen ordered the tongs to be heated, and pieces of fleeh torn from his legs, to make himn declare his accomplire's. The industrious art used to preserve his life was not less than the refinement of torture by which they meaned io take it away. The inventions to form the bed in which he lay (as the wounds on his less prevented his standing', that his health might in no shape be affected, equalled what a refining tyrant would have sought to indulge his own luxury.”-- Memoirs of George II., vol. i. p. 105.