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Part First, 5 Second, 14
Third, . 25
Fourth, 39
Fifth, 54
POEMS BY JAMES GODWIN BROOKS, ESQ.
To the Dying Year, 97
The Mermaid's Song, 101
" When this dark spirit shall have flown," . 105 " There is a hand which mine hath press'd, . 107
To . "When the bloom of thy cheek," &c. 108
Memory, 110
Return of the Epervier, Ill
The Stream of Hope, 112
The Self- Murderer, 113
To the Autumn Leaf, 115
Greece, 118
The Requiem, 123
" Thine eye of softened splendour," . . . 120
The Spell, 127
" Life hath its sunshine — but the ray," . . 128 " A blight has crossed my early years,' . 129
VI. CONTENTS.
Page.
" Like the red hues which morning throws," 131
To the Opening Year, 132
The Albion, 141
To the Turkish Crescent, ...... 14G
« A Man of Sorrows," 149
To an accomplished Coquette, 153
Freedom, 155
" I saw her in Life's morning bloom," . . 157 " There is a word that rends the heart, . . 158
The Mind's Midnight, 160
" When this feverish being shall slumber in
rest," ib.
Sketch, No. 1 164
No. II 165
No. Ill 167
Verses, written after viewing the Corpse of a
young Lady, 168
The Eagle, 171
The Last Song, 173
POEMS BY JAMES G. PERCIVAL, ESQ.
The Wreck— A Tale, 177
Night Watching, 215
Love at Evening, 218
" Silent she stood before me," 219
Star of the Tensive, 220
CONTENTS. vii.
Page.
O, there is a bliss in tears , 221
Light of Love, ib.
The Greek Emigrant's Song, 223
To the Houstonia Cerulea, 227
The Coral Grove, 229
" A Tulip blossomed, one morning in May," . 230
" The fairest rose is far awa'," 232
Often when at night delaying, 233
Song. — 4 < O pure is the wind," 235
The Land of the Blest, 237
Retrospection, 238
" Here the air is sweet," 240
Home, 241
Liberty to Athens, 243
Evening, 245
To the Moon, 246
To an Infant, 247
Female Loveliness, 248
" Now the setting Sun is glowing," . . . 251
Song of the Reim Kennar, 252
The Pirate Lover, 254
" There's a valley that lies, 256
" The dark cloud is o'er," 257
" They gazed upon each other," 258
" I saw, on the top of a mountain high," . . 259
" Again farewell," ib.
Sonnet—" Farewell, sad flowers," .... 260 " O ! had I the wings of a swallow," . . . ib. " Beneath the pensive willow's shade," . . 262 Farewell to my Lyre, 263
Vlii. CONTENTS.
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THE POETICAL REMAINS OF THE LATE HENRY DENISON.
Biographical Sketch, 267
Why, Stranger, weep ! 271
Woodville, 272
The Christian's Reverie, 273
Imitation of Horace, 10th Ode, Book II. . 275 " I've fought and hied In honour's cause," . 276
To an ancient Elm, 277
The Miseries of Authors, 278
" Why should I leave my native soil," &c, . 280
Life, ib.
To a Friend, 281
Amaryllis' Complaint, ib.
Sonnet.— To Cecilia, 283
To Ianthe, 284
POEMS BY GEORGE ROBERTSON, JUN., OF SAVANNAH, GEORGIA.
The Soldier's Funeral, 287
A Fragment, 288
Farewell, ib.
Ode for St. Andrew's Day, ...... 289
To Mira, 290
To Eliza, 291
Serenade, 292
Love's first Sigh, 293
" I have lov'd thee," 294
The Fallen Brave, ib.
" Can the bosom find peace," 295
MISCELLANEOUS.
The King of the Bay, 297
Stanzas. — " My life is like the summer rose," 299 Answer.— (By a Lady of Baltimore,) . . 300
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i<H j c< II parle ainsi au bruit de l'onde, et au milieu de toute la solitude."— Chateaubriand.
ADVERTISEMENT.
The following brtef extracts contain almost the only historical traces of that tribe of Indians, whose catastrophe suggested the principal incidents of OnTwa.
" About this time (16531 the Iroquois so effectually ex'ter* minated a nation called the Eries, that no traces of them now remain ; nor could it be known that they ever had existed, were it net for the great lake, on the borders of which they were situated, and which, for that reason, still bears their name. The Iroquois, at the beginning of the war, were worsted; but they pursued it with such unrelenting fury, as to effect the catastrophe we have mentioned." — Wynne's General History of the British Empire in America, V. I. p.SSJ-,
Both these accounts leave the residence of this tribe somewhat indeterminate. Charlevoix, in his maps, places it on the south side of Lake Erie — other old French maps place it on the north side, and even indicate the spot where the fatal battle was fought. The latter authority has been adopted in the following work— whether correctly cr not, it is presumed to be of little consequence.-— The apparent anachronism of deciding Its fats b;> one single battle, when, perhaps, a series of actions were fought, may probably be likewise thought as unimportant. Such a supposition better subserved the purposes of poetry ; and the obscurity of history seemed to admit of almost any latitude of conjecture.
At the period here alluded to, the French missi oneries commenced their bold and generous pilgrimages among the remote tribes of the American interior. It need scarcely be remarked, that it is one of those daring philanthropists, who is represented in the Introduction.
With respect to the composition of Ontwa, the same remark may be applied to it which Chateaubriand applies to Atala, that " it was written in the desert, and under the huts of the savages."— This circumstance, however, can give it no correspondent merit with that beautiful and pathetic little work, other than the chance of being equally faithful in the description of aboriginal manners and scenes. The tradition on which the story of Ontwa is founded, unavoidably led to an apparent adoption of one of the incidents of Atala. Without anticipating a charge of plagiarism, it may perhaps be confessed, that, in this instance, an attempt was made to imitate its eloquent author.
ONTWA.
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