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A  MISSIONARY  POEM. 


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REV,    GEORGE    SANDEORD,  M.A. 

Incumbent  of  Eldon  District,  Sheffield, 


BATH: 

BINNS  AND  GOODWIN. 

LONDON:    WHITTAKER  AND    CO. 

1847. 


;ath:  pkinted  by  binns  AND  GOODWIN. 


The  Son  of  God  is  gone  to  war, 

A  kingly  crown  to  gain  ; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar, 

Who  follows  in  his  train  7— Heber. 


To  all,  who  marshall'd  in  Truth's  firm  array, 
By  fervent  prayers,  or  tribute  gladly  paid, 
Or  brave  adventures  in  a  just  crusade, 
Have  trophies  won  in  regions  far  away ; 

So  that,  enfranchised  from  malignant  sway, 
Exulting  hosts  in  happy  freedom  bring 
The  heart's  allegiance  to  their  rightful  King, 
(Unfitting  boon)  I  dedicate  my  lay. 

Oh !  that  some  Tasso,  of  contention  tired, 
Anxious  that  war's  destructive  feuds  were  o'er, 
"Would  blazon  bloodless  feats  on  pagan  shore, 

Hymning  the  ranks  by  holy  love  inspired, 
Then  rapt  in  fond  delight  I  would  abide, 
And  cast  my  weak  aspiring  harp  aside. 


CONTENTS, 


BOOK     I. 


INTRODUCTION. 

The  Soldiers  of  Christ,  1-66— Their  Armour,  67-82— By 
whom  ministered  to,  83-94 — Invocation,  95-170 — Subject, 
171-200  ..  ..  ..  ..3 


BOOK     II. 

IDOLATRY. 

Idolatry,  1-90— Its  History,  91-172— Juggernaut,  173-198 — 
General  evils,  199-242— Irrational  Deities,  243-254— Cus- 
toms in  the  South  Seas,  255-292 — Reference  to  the  systems 
of  Taou,  Brahma,  and  Boodh,  293-344— The  satisfying 
portion  of  the  Gospel  contrasted  with  the  Boodhist's  notion 
of  annihilation,  345-390  ..  ..  ..15 

BOOK     III. 

AFRICA. 

Africa,  1-6 — Past  annals,  7-34 — Superstition,  35-46 — Entire 
absence  of  any  form  of  Worship  in  some  tribes,  47-56 — 


Vi  CONTENTS. 

Page 

Reference  to  undiscovered  quarters,  57-70— Degradation 
of  Africa,  71-130 — Description  of  a  slave  hunt  in  Eastern 
Africa,  131-170— Slavery  in  Western  Africa,  171-178 — 
Sufferings  of  slaves,  179-246 — Appeal  to  Britain,  247-252 
—  Favourable  hopes,  253-262  —  The  Niger  expedition, 
263-284— Promise  of  the  Future,  285-326  . .  . .     35 

BOOK     IV. 

THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE   WIFE    OF   THE    MISSIONARY. 

The  Missionary,  1-72 — Eminent  saints  too  numerous  to  be 
named,  73-90— Xavier,  91-104— The  Moravians,  105-160 
—Eliot,  161-184— Brainerd,  185-194— Swartz,  195-224— 
Heber,  225-242— Martyn,  243-264 —Buchanan,  265-272 
—Carey,  273-276— Williams,  277-300— Marsden,  301-306 
—Several  others,  307-318— Moffat,  319-332— Happiness 
of  such,  333-342— The  Wife  of  the  Missionary,  343-422— 
Mrs.  Judson,  423-506  —  Mrs.  Newell,  507-520  —  Mrs. 
Winslow,  521-524— Conclusion,  525-528  ..  53 

BOOK     V. 

TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

Progress  of  the  Gospel,  1-28 — Effects,  general,  29-78,  and 
Individual,  79-82— Africaner,  83-120— The  Fantees,  121- 
126— Abdool  Messeeh,  127-152— Tuglavina,  153-160— 
Finau,  161-168— Romatane,  169-182— Tamatoa,  183-196 
— Auna,  197-202— The  Tahitian,  203-270— The  Redman 
of  America,  271-276— Enlarged  hopes,  277-334  81 


CONTENTS.  Vll 

BOOK    VI. 

CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS. 

Page 
Address  to  Fame,  1-28,  to  Science,  29-54,  and  to  Religion, 

55-78 — Example  of  Paul,  79-96 — Help  required  from  all 

classes  of  Society,  97-112 — Appeal  to  Mothers,  113-126, 

and  Christians  at  home,  1 27-134 — Description  of  Heathen 

usages,    135-146  — Infanticide,     147-162  — Children    at 

Goomsoor,    163-170  — The  Suitor,    171-176  — Domestic 

contention,  177-180 — The  Suttee  or  hurning  of  the  Widow, 

181-202— The  childless  Mother,  203-208— Old  Parents, 

209-212— The  sick  Man,  213-218— The  Thugs,  219-226 

—The  Rites  of  the  Farmer,  227-236— Dherna's  Curse,  237- 

240— The  Suicide  Leper,  241-244— The  Priest,  245-248— 

The  Fakir,  249-252— Caste,  253-262— Pilgrims,  263-266 

—The  African  Wizard,  267-270— The  Redman,  271-274— 

Awful  state  of  the  Heathen,  275-318 — Appeal  to  European 

Kingdoms,  319-322— Holland,    323-326— Sweden,    327- 

328— Denmark,    329-334— Saxony,    335-336— Prussia, 

337-338— Britain,  339-408,  and  to  the  United  States  of 

America,  409-424,  and  the  Church  of  Christ,  425-444  101 

BOOK     VII. 

JUDEA. 

Judea,  1-16— Abram,  17-18— Jacob,  19-20— Moses,  21-22— 
Joshua,  23-26— Isaiah,  27-28— Ezekiel,  29-30— Jeremiah, 
—31-32— Daniel,  33-36— The  Asmoneans,  37-40— Pro- 
tection of  Jehovah,  41-50— The  Messiah,  51-56 — Destruc- 


Vlll  CONTENTS. 

Page 

tion  of  Jerusalem,  57-80 — Sufferings  of  the  Jews,  81-90 
— Unholy  ritesand  debasement  of  the  mint  imputed  to 
them,  91-94— The  Crusades,  95-100— Persecutions  in 
England,  101-102— France,  103-104— Spain,  105-106,  and 
Portugal,  107-108— Severity  of  them,  109-112— Transient 
gleams  of  prosperity,  113-120 — Address  to  the  Jews,  121- 
152 — Allusion  to  their  Restoration,  153-192— National 
mourning  succeeded  by  more  propitious  times,  193-232 — 
The  Ten  Tribes,  233-260— Anticipation  of  a  happier  Era, 
261-320— Conclusion,  321-324  ..  ..  125 

BOOK     VIII. 

THE    MILLENNIUM. 

The  kingdom  of  Christ,  1-40  — Decline  of  evil,  41-98— 
Prevalence  of  Peace  and  Love,  99-150 — An  age  of  pros- 
perity, 151-162 — Diminution  of  error,  163-168,  and 
Heathenism,  169-264— Altered  bias  of  the  fashion  of  the 
World,  265-288 — Happiness  of  domestic  and  social  life, 
289-370— Satan  bound,  371-376— Angelic  visits  to  earth 
renewed,  377-384— Blessedness  of  the  Saints,  385-388 — 
The  heavenly  Jerusalem,  389-400— The  purposes  of  God 
accomplished,  401-408  ..  ••  145 


BOOK   I. 

The  Soldiers  of  Christ,  1-66  —  Their  Armour,  67-82  — 
By  whom  ministered  to,  83  -  94' — Invocation,  95  -  170 — 
Subject,  171—200. 


INTBODUCTION. 


O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time 

The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung-, 
To  Thee  at  last  in  every  clime 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung-." — PiERroNT. 


1  To  other  bards  unenvied  themes  I  yield 
The  changeful  fortunes  of  the  battle-field ; 
Youth's  blighted  hopes,  the  veteran's  latest  cry 
Drown'd  in  the  thunders  of  artillery ; 

5  The  reeking  sword,  the  musket's  baleful  breath, 
And  all  war  brings  of  Sorrow  and  of  Death. 


I  hymn  a  Victor,  but  the  vanquish'd  gain 
Life  from  his  words,  and  blessings  from  his  reign. 
His  bloodless  banners  every  fear  destroy, 
10  Emblems  of  peace,  and  messengers  of  joy. 


INTRODUCTION. 

He  lifts  his  sceptre  with  a  brow  benign, 
And  all  are  pardon'd  who  behold  the  sign. 
For  Judah's  Lion  knows  not  how  to  rend 
The  prostrate  foes,  who  on  his  grace  depend, 
lo  The  grateful  hosts  their  former  chief  abhor, 
And  swell  the  legions  of  the  Conqueror. 

I  laud  his  marshall'd  troops.     A  band  so  true, 
JSTo  monarch  famed,  or  chieftain  ever  knew. 
Love  to  their  leader  is  the  electric  charm, 

20  That  nerves  their  courage,  and  redeems  from  harm. 
With  ardour  fired  the  ranks  of  Christ  defy 
Siberia's  snows,  and  Afric's  burning  sky, 
The  open  risks  of  unrelenting  strife, 
And  specious  hordes,  with  secret  malice  rife, 

25  The  joyless  wastes,  where  Famine  loves  to  stray, 
And  rampant  Fever  lifts  her  hand  to  slay, 
The  Monsoon's  rigour,  and  the  Siroc's  breath, 
And  countless  arrows  of  the  Archer,  Death. 

Onward  they  speed  through  regions  far  and 
drear 
30  To  teach  the  savage,  and  the  slave  to  cheer ; 
Used  to  the  pelting  storm,  and  arid  sands, 
And  braced  for  all  their  trusted  chief  commands. 


INTRODUCTION.  O 

No  pagan  bulwarks,  strong  by  art  and  time, 
No  rugged  breasts,  inured  to  years  of  crime, 
35  No  risks  by  stormy  sea,  or  lawless  land, 
Daunt  or  delay  this  brave  adventurous  band. 

On  Piedmont's  hills  with  zeal  the  squadrons 
glow'd, 
'Till  blood,  like  torrents,  from  their  bosoms  flow'd. 
The  Belgic  saints  in  death  their  Lord  adored, 
40  Despite  a  tyrant's  threats,  and  crimson'd  sword. 
Unbribed,  unterrified,  our  English  sires 
Braved  the  fierce  fury  of  the  Smithfield  fires, 
Fires,  death,  or  banishment,  resolved  to  bear, 
Resign'd  to  ought,  save  treason  and  despair. 
45  With  ambush'd  snares  Caffrarian  thickets  teem, 
New-Zealand's  plains  with  spears  and  falchions 

gleam. 
The  Thugs  of  murder  vaunt,  the  stern  Malay 
Shrinks  from  no  crime,  and   opes  his  hand  for 

prey. 
But  Jesu's  troops  ne'er  duty's  call  deny, 
50  They  fight  as  warriors,  or,  as  martyrs,  die. 

The  sullied  name — the  dark  unhallowed  creed — 
Waken  fresh  zeal,  and  prompt  the  nobler  deed. 

Dear  is  a  Father's  smile,  a  Mother's  word 
In  welcome  tones  by  eager  ears  is  heard. 


6  INTRODUCTION. 

55  A  sister's  praise — a  brother's  kindness — cheers, 
Valued  through  fond  companionship  of  years. 
Soothing  is  Friendship,  strong  the  kindred  spell, 
Which  young  Affection  frames  and  guards  so  well. 
But  love*  to  Christ  more  firm  and  true  shall  last, 

60  Sires,  friends,  outdone,  and  woman's-self  surpass'd. 
It  gilds  success,  in  dungeons  burns  a  light, 
A  Sun  at  mid-day,  and  a  moon  by  night. 
Streams  cannot  quench  it,  nor  the  change  of  clime 
Age  cannot  damp,  it  braves  the  siege  of  Time, 

65  And  soars  for  endless  years  to  shine  above, 

Faithful  to  Him,  whose  name,  and  acts  are  love. 

But  whence  those  radiant  arms  ?  methinks  I 
see 
This  marshall'd  host  array'd  in  panoply, 
Ethereal,  firm ;  for  each  offensive  dart 
70  Spends  its  vain  strength,  and  glides  from  every 
part. 
Truth  girds  the  loins,  and  glory  of  their  dress 
Appear  unearthly  mails  of  righteousness. 
Their  shield  of  faith  will  fiery  darts  repel, 
Though  hurl'd  by  Satan's  arm,  and  forged  in  hell. 

*  "  If  any  man  come  to  me,  and  hate  not  his  father,  and  mother, 
and  wife,  and  children,  and  brethren,  and  sisters,  yea,  and  his  own 
life  also,  he  cannot  be  my  disciple." — St.  Luke  xiv.  26. 


INTRODUCTION.  i 

75  Salvation's  helm  securely  guards  the  head 
With  hope's  bright  promises  in  perils  dread. 
Unlike  the  Greek,  whose  heel,  defenceless  left, 
Was  by  the  point  of  Trojan  arrow  cleft, 
With  Gospel  peace  their  bounding  feet  are  shod : 

80  Their's  too  the  Spirit's  sword,  the  word  of  God. 
Help  in  their  need  is  daily  sought,  and  given 
By  one  all-powerful  in  earth  and  heaven. 

And  who  those  aiding  friends  ?  methinks  I 
see 
Encamp'd  around  a  heav'n-born  company, 
85  Who  cheer  in  gloom,  in  fierce  contentions  fight, 
Guides  through  the  day,  and  sentinels  at  night. 
Such  as  met  Jacob,  when  in  dangers  drear 
He  felt  a  husband's  love,  a  father's  fear. 
Such  as  Elisha  saw,  when  Syria's  king 
90  Sent  a  vast  band  the  dreaded  seer  to  bring. 

'Gainst  him  were  steeds,  and  cars,  and  warriors 

brave, 
But  girt  with  fire  an  angel  host  to  save. 
Such  as  to  Abraham's  arms  the  beggar  bore 
In  Death's  soft  lap  to  pine,  and  want,  no  more. 

95  Farewell,  ye  visions  of  an  age  gone  by, 

Parnassian  Hill,  and  Fount  of  Castaly. 


8  INTRODUCTION. 

Ye  Muses  nine,  once  Presidents  of  song, 
Invoked  so  vainly,  yet  invoked  so  long, 
I  woo  ye  not.     O  Thou  my  heart  inspire, 

100  Through  whom  the  prophets  glow'd  with  sacred 
fire, 
And  sceptred  David  learnt  to  rove  along 
Through  sinuous  mazes  of  the  realm  of  song. 
On  Thee  I  call,  who  tunest  harps  on  high 
To  choicest  airs  of  floating  harmony  : 

105  Where  Angel  and  Arch-angel  quoirs  unite 
To  chant  the  glories  of  the  Infinite, 
And  with  mellifluous  notes  aspiring  try 
To  hymn  the  triumphs  wrought  at  Calvary ; 
Herein  they  fail,  though  with  due  notes,  I  ween, 

110  They  greet  a  pilgrim  from  this  earthly  scene, 
And  wake  fit  pseans  in  exulting  strain 
O'er  every  prodigal  returned  again. 

O  great  Forerunner  of  thy  warrior  band 
To  thy  own  home,  the  better  Canaan's  land ; 

115  I  ween  in  those  bright  mansions,  built  above 
For  all  the  saints,  the  trophies  of  thy  love, 
There  is  a  golden  harp,  attuned  by  thee 
To  hymns  coeval  with  Eternity. 
There  all  shall  minstrels  be  ;  the  sweetest  lays 

120  Shall  yield  fresh  tribute  in  the  theme  of  praise. 


INTRODUCTION.  \) 

E  'en  haply  I,  who  have  essay'd  in  vain 
To  grace  high  subjects  with  befitting  strain, 
May  break  enraptured  in  a  loftier  song, 
And  share  the  spirit  of  the  harping  throng, 

125  And  blest  with  nobler  gifts  may  droop  no  more, 
In  mazes  lost,  or  impotent  to  soar. 
As  when  an  exiled  palm  forebodes  decay, 
Condemned  to  want  the  sun's  serener  ray, 
But  reestablished  'neath  its  native  sky 

130  In  beauty  blooms,  and  rears  its  head  on  high. 

Methinks  I  see  a  heav'nly  Jordarfs  *  wave 
The  jasper  walls  of  blissful  Salem  lave, 
Methinks  I  catch  such  music  in  those  spheres, 
As  ne'er  Hissus  knew,  or  Camus  hears. 

loo  But  antedate  our  grateful  songs,  inspire 
Celestial  fervour  in  the  flagging  lyre, 
And  make  thy  Church,  by  untold  ransom  bought, 
Speak,    as  she   feels,    and   praise   thee,    as   she 

ought, 
And  with  faint  pow'rs  of  thankful  homage  tell 

140  Thy  matchless  love,  supreme,  unsearchable. 
Why  should  the  world  unrivall'd  lays  assign 
To  transient  gauds,  which  dazzle,  and  decline  ? 

*  "  And  he  shewed  me  a  pure  river  of  water  of  life."  Rev.  xxii.  1. 


10 


INTRODUCTION. 


Let  bards  of  Zion  fitting  strains  prolong, 
Matchless  their   themes,    as   matchless   be   their 
song. 

145  For  though  the  Minstrel  may  delight  to  rove 
From  hill  to  dale,  from  dappled  mead  to  grove, 
And  praise  the  ranks  by  land,  and  ocean,  bold, 
Heroic  names — in  Honour's  lists  enroll'd. 
Yet  there  are  nobler  themes — the  faithful  few 

150  In  storm  and  sunshine  to  Jehovah  true, 

Who  strove  with  good  to  check  the  pow'r  of  ill, 
Met  hate  with  kindness,  and  were  friendly  still. 
No  threats  appal,  in  vain  temptations  lure, 
From  age  to  age  they  suffer,  and  endure, 

155  Refreshed  by  holy  peace,  and  joys  in  view, 

Such  as  the  world  may  spurn,  yet  never  knew. 

Oh  for  the  words  of  that  angelic  lay, 
Heard  by  the  Shepherds  on  thy  natal  day  ! 
Oh  for  the  notes  of  exultation  high, 

160  Pealing  in  anthems  through  the  joyous  sky, 
Like  sound  of  many  waters,  as  they  roam 
Through  pearly  meadows  to  their  ocean  home, 
When  twice  ten  thousand  Angels  came  to  greet 
Ascending  Shiloh  to  his  glorious  seat ! 

165  Oh  for  the  harp,  but  not  of  them,  who  sung 
On  Tiber's  banks,  or  Grecian  isles  among ; 


INTEODUCTION.  1 1 

But  that  of  Gabriel,  who  could  sweetly  sing 
Of  those  glad  tidings  he  rejoiced  to  bring, 
Or  that  of  him  last  welcom'd  home,  and  blest 
170  With    G-od's  own  smile,  in  heaven's  lov'd   port 
to  rest  ! 

My  doubtful  steps  the  hand  of  pity  leads 
From  brooks  of  comfort,  and  enamell'd  meads. 
I  leave  the  mystic  stream*  to  Zion  dear, 
With   course   that   beautifies,    and    waves    that 
cheer, 

17o  Nor  hear  those  hymns  of  praises,  prized  so  well, 
Borne   from   the  mansions,    where  the  righteous 

dwell.\ 
I  roam  through  hapless  lands,  like  those  of  old, 
Where  idols  gleam'd  in  dazzling  cars  of  gold, 
When  horrid  Moloch  caused  the  mother's  cry, 

180  And  Ashtaroth  oped  her  walls  for  revelry  ; 
And  Superstition  from  Oppression's  hoard 
Her  votive  gifts  in  wild  profusion  pour'd. 
Peace  has  no  refuge  here ;  around  me  lie 
The  wastes  of  error,  and  of  misery. 

*  "There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof  shall  make  glad  the 
city  of  God." — Psalm  xlvi.  4. 

|  "  The  voice  of  rejoicing  and  salvation  is  in  the  tabernacles  of 
the  righteous." — Psalm  cxviii.  15. 


12  INTRODUCTION. 

185  Yet  taught  by  Thee,  blest  Guide,  unscathed  by 
fear 
I  pace  the  deserts,  no  Oasis  near. 
Of  ills  and  perils  heedless,  I  rejoice, 
Hearing  through  storms  the  music  of  thy  voice. 
Cheer'd  'mid  the  cheerless,  with  the  captive  free, 

190  I  taste  the  bliss  of  thy  supremacy. 

I  serve,  though  griefs  impend,  and  tempests  low'r, 
The  God  of  happiness,  the  source  of  pow'r. 

I  sing  of  heathens  in  their  sad  career 
Needing  Religion's  aid,  Compassion's  tear ; 

195  Who,  bent  'neath  loads  of  grief  and  error,  sigh, 
Boding  worse  sorrows  in  Eternity. 
Oh  that  the  Gospel  had  a  wider  scope, 
Transforming  tears  to  smiles,  despair  to  hope  ! 
Oh  that  to  blinded  erring  man  were  giv'n 

200  The  love  of  holiness,  a  glimpse  of  heaven  ! 


BOOK   II 


IDOLATRY. 

Idolatry,  1-90— Its  History,  91-172— Juggernaut,  173-198— 
General  evils,  199-242 — Irrational  Deities,  243-254- — Cus- 
toms in  the  South  Seas,  255-292 — Reference  to  the  systems 
of  Taou,  Brahma,  and  Boodh,  293-344  —  The  satisfying 
portion  of  the  Gospel  contrasted  with  the  Boodhist's  notion 
of  annihilation,  345-390. 


&.M 


First  Moloch,  horrid  king,  besmear'd  with  blood 
Of  human  sacrifice,  and  parents'  tears."— Milton. 


Great  is  thy  might,  accursed  though  it  be, 
Thou  bane  of  nations,  stern  Idolatry, 
From  age  to  age  by  polish'd  realms  revered, 
Sooth'd  by  the  slave,  and  by  the  savage  fear'd. 
5  Wide  is  thy  empire,  countless  hosts  obey 
Thy  iron  rule,  and  glory  in  thy  sway. 
To  thee  Japan  devotes  her  fair  domain, 
And  bigot  China  knits  a  captive  chain. 
Proud  Birmah  crouches,  Hindoostan  resigns 
10  The  golden  tribute  of  Golconda's  mines. 
The  Huron  fears  thy  fateful  wrath,  to  thee 
The  Patagonian  bends  a  suppliant  knee. 


16  IDOLATRY. 

Thy  ruthless  creed  the  Ocean  realms  defiles, 
And  dims  the  beauty  of  Pacific  isles. 

15  Yon  marble  walls  offend  the  shrinking  eye, 
Symbolic  types  of  dark  iniquity. 
In  thy  proud  dome  of  Eastern  pomp  appears 
The  spoil  of  nations,  and  the  work  of  years. 
There  thou  art  wont  to  cheat  with  artful  wile 

20  Thy  trusting  votaries,  or  with  vice  beguile  ; 
Like  some  false  prophet  with  sardonic  grin 
Mocking  the  dupes  of  unsuspected  sin. 

In  fancy's  eye  thy  lineaments  agree 
With  the  grim  features  of  the  fierce  Kalee.* 

25  Ensanguin'd  streams  thy  thirsty  lips  bedew, 
Or  on  thy  bosom  leave  their  scarlet  hue  ; 
Thy  necklace  threading  human  heads  for  beads, 
Sign  of  thy  taste,  and  record  of  thy  deeds. 
This  hand  a  sword  bedipt  in  carnage  rears, 

30  In  that  a  giant's  trophied  head  appears. 
Around  thee  stand  a  servile  sullen  train, 
Which  shares  the  horrors  of  thy  dismal  reign. 


*  The  Hindoo  Goddess  Kalee  is  described  with  a  necklace 
composed  of  human  skulls  hanging  down  to  her  knees,  her  girdle 
consisting  of  human  heads,  and  her  breast  besmeared  with  the 
blood  of  giants,  of  which  she  had  just  been  drinking. 


IDOLATRY.  17 

Keen  spikes  and  hooks  and  knives  fell  Torture 

plies, 
And  Murder  claims  his  daily  sacrifice. 
35  Unblushing  Theft  within  thy  halls  abides, 
Immodest  Revel  at  thy  feast  presides, 
And  on  his  silken  couch  in  listless  trance 
Reclines  the  stubborn  God  of  Ignorance. 

I  roam  through  courts  with  streams  of  gore 
denied, 

40  Where  mangled  forms,  death -doom'd  by  choice, 
are  piled. 
I  see  a  cheerless  band,  I  hear  the  wail 
Of  pagans  groping  in  Death's  dreary  vale. 
On  scented  wings  the  welcome  zephyrs  fly, 
And  yet  in  notes  of  moody  sadness  sigh. 

45  Majestic  rivers  toss  their  silvery  spray 

With  pensive  warblings  in  their  onward  way. 
The  gliding  stream  with  sunny  lustre  smiles, 
But  human  blood  its  tainted  waves  defiles. 
Nature  around  her  faultless  charms  may  shew, 

50  But  scarce  conceals  the  secret  of  her  woe  ; 
Like  some  reluctant  bride  in  festive  train 
Deeply  regretting,  though  she  grieves  in  vain. 

Thou  cause  of  error,  homicide,  and  woes, 
In  qualms  of  penitence  thy  guilt  disclose, 
c 


18  IDOLATRY. 

55  As  some  fierce  murderess  in  relenting  mood 
Describes  a  life  with  heinous  crimes  imbrued, 
Unfold  the  rites,  at  which,  as  poets  say, 
The  gentle  Moon  obscures  her  pallid  ray. 
She  of  a  bright,  perhaps  unsullied,  clime 

60  Averted  shuns  thy  hateful  acts  of  crime  : 
While  some  sad  star  without  a  mantle  sees, 
Reluctant  witness,  thy  dark  mysteries. 

But  doff  disguise,  and  when  within  thy  fanes 
Mirth  with  its  sportive  train  of  pleasure  reigns, 

65  Display  thy  features,  shew  the  baneful  wile 
Hid  by  the  semblance  of  attractive  smile, 
Withdraw  aside  thy  robe  of  borrow'd  light, 
And  stand  reveal'd  in  every  zealot's  sight, 
'Till  each  abhors,  as  to  thy  courts  they  crowd, 

70  The  horrid  form,  to  which  they  long  have  bow'd, 
Regretting  hosts  of  annual  victims  slain 
In  bigot  phrenzy  at  the  crimson'd  fane. 
Thus  would  thy  votaries  undeluded  flee 
The  fatal  haunts  of  Sin  and  Misery, 

75  And  rend  the  subtle  meshes,  which  enclose 
Thy  fond  enthusiasts  to  unnumber'd  woes. 
Yet  such  are  Sorrow's  fountain,  who  may  know 
The  waves  of  wretchedness,  which  thence  shall 
flow! 


IDOLATRY,  19 

Thy  cruel  tortures  in  the  pilgrim's  way, 
80  Thy  spikes  and  fatal  cars  on  festal  day, 

Thy  baneful  creed  with  reason's  voice  at  war, 
The  hopeless  anguish  of  thy  worshipper, 
Are  painful  themes — and  oh  !  how  hard  to  bear 
Thy  iron  servitude,  and  yet  despair. 
80  Fevers  and  Famines  rage  ;  the  furious  Storm, 
Volcanoes,  Earthquakes,  Nature's  face  deform  : 
They  vex  awhile,  and  cease.    Time's  healing  hand 
With  health  and  bloom  repairs  the  wasted  land. 
But  thy  dread  ills,  unconscious  of  reprieve, 
90  Mar  the  whole  year,  and  wrecks  of  ruin  leave. 

Thou  Blight  of  Asia,  Polynesia's  Curse, 
Parent  of  miseries,  of  crime  the  Nurse, 
Give  me  thy  book  of  horrors,  let  me  scan 
The  degradation,  and  the  guilt  of  man  ; 
95  Thy  senseless  creeds,  inspired  by  folly's  breath, 
The  haunts  of  pleasure,  and  the  rites  of  death. 
How  Israel's  daughters,  Israel's  God  forgot, 
For  Thammuz  mourn'd,  and  rued  his  hapless  lot ; 
How  lovely  sons  of  many  a  weeping  sire 
100  Were  borne  to  Moloch  through  infuriate  fire  : 

How  Moab's  vanquish'd   Monarch,   flush'd   with 

zeal, 
Barter'd  his  offering  for  his  countrv's  weal, 


20  IDOLATRY. 

Moved  by  no  yearning  tenderness  to  spare 
His  son,  a  kingdom's  hope,  the  sceptre's  heir  ; 

105  Trusting  the  gift  most  valued  in  his  eyes 
Would  rate  with  Chemosh  as  an  equal  prize. 
In  dusky  groves,  the  Queen  of  Ocean,  Tyre 
Her  noblest  offspring  doom'd  to  rav'ning  fire. 
And  Carthage  would  such  hideous  rites  pursue, 

110  Heir  of  her  commerce,  and  her  idols  too. 

The  Ethiops,  thankful  for  light's  daily  boon, 
Slew  sons  to  Phoebus,  daughters  to  the  Moon. 
E'en  Greece  was  blind,  with  sage  scholastic  lore 
Knowing  not  God  from  Wisdom's  letter'd  store. 

115  For  human  blood  in  Nemea's  dismal  grove 
Tarnish'd  the  altars  of  relentless  Jove;* 
While  for  Apollo's  sake  steep  Leucas  gave 
Her  air-tost  victims  to  the  yawning  wave. 
Let  Athens  blush,  averse,  ashamed  to  say 

120  The  tragic  horrours  of  Diana's  day. 

*  In  the  worship  of  Zeus  Lycaeus,  in  Arcadia,  human  sacrifices 
were  introduced.  In  Leucas  a  person  was  every  year  thrown  from 
a  rock  into  the  sea.  At  the  feast  of  Thargelia  two  persons  were 
put  to  death,  one  in  behalf  of  the  men,  and  the  other  in  behalf  of 
the  women,  at  Athens.  When  the  soldiers  of  Julius  Caesar 
attempted  an  insurrection  at  Rome,  two  of  them  were  sacrificed 
to  Mars.  The  early  Italian  nations  used  in  times  of  danger  to 
vow  to  the  deity  anything  that  might  be  born  in  the  next  Spring. 
— Smith's  Antiquities. 


IDOLATRY.  21 

Rome  too  may  mourn,  by  ruthless  rites  bereft 
Of  gallant  soldiers,  whom  campaigns  had  left. 
Mars  claimed  in  peace  his  prey,  and  Spring  arose 
Startled  by  death-shrieks  from  his  long  repose. 

125  Each  sacred  tree  in  Upsal's  grove  of  yore 

"With  bones  was  garnish'd,  and  defiled  with  gore. 
On  Odin's  shrine  nine  Swedish*  princes  died 
To  purchase  health  to  their  old  sire  denied. 
In  mournful  dirges  seagirt  Mona  tells 

130  Of  priestly  orgies  in  her  rocky  cells. 
Cusco  laments  her  sins  of  ancient  time. 
Ere  the  stern  Spaniard  took  revenge  of  crime. 
With  martyr'd  hosts,  the  noblest  of  Peru, 
Her  whirlwind  path  was  Error  used  to  strew. 

135  And  gory  waves,  like  mountain  streams,   would 
flow 
From  idol  shrines  of  cruel  Mexico  ; 
Where  sacred  snakes  in  triumph  roll'd  along, 
And  snatch'd  fresh  infants  from  a  servile  throne:. 


*© 


Revolving  ages  count  their  myriads  slain 
140  By  choice,  or  outrage,  in  thy  dismal  reign. 

Some  shed  their  blood  the  mood  of  War  to  calm, 
And  shield  their  country  from  impending  harm  : 

*  A  King  of  Sweden  sacrificed  nine  sons  to  Odin  for  an  exten- 
sion of  life. — Thomson. 


22  IDOLATRY. 

Some,  that  sick  flocks  may  former  health  partake, 
And  some  to  check  the  lions  of  the  brake  : 

145  And  some  the  Ocean's  tempest  to  allay, 

And  some  to  shorten  Famine's  pinching  sway : 
In  such  dread  hours  have  Monarchs  laid  aside 
Their  gemm'd  tiaras,  and,  as  victims,  died. 
Others  enlarged  the  ample  list  of  crime, 

150  That  rising  towers  might  stand  the  siege  of  time. 
Some  conscience-struck  by  guilt's  afflictive  rod, 
Journey 'd  in  penance  to  their  Idol- God  ; 
But  wayworn  pilgrims,  faltering  with  age, 
Fell  unresisting  by  the  tiger's  rage. 

155  Yon  fettered  throng  in  pride  of  manhood  dies 
To  grace  a  chief's  detested  obsequies. 
In  murky  cellars  children  spend  their  life, 
Mark'd  for  destruction  by  the  priestly  knife. 
Kalee's  stern  priest,  the  Thugs,*  a  band  abhorr'd 

1 60  Destroy  their  hundreds  by  the  ready  cord. 
The  Areois  too  thy  dire  behests  obey, 
Like  famished  panthers,  prowling  for  their  prey. 
Intrepid  warriors  brook  the  halberd's  blow 
To  purge  a  marai\  ravaged  by  the  foe. 

*  The  Thugs  in  India  and  the  Areois,   in   the  Society  Islands, 
are  trained  to  acts  of  murder. 

\  Marai,  a  Temple. 


IDOLATRY.  23 

165  Envy  has  dooni'd  the  innocent  to  die 
By  baseless  charge  of  secret  sorcery  : 
And  tens  of  thousands  Madagascar's  pride, 
Drank  the  31angee?ia,s*  fatal  juice,  and  died. 

Were  all  thy  victims'  groans  together  blent, 
1 70  A  cry  surpassing  thunder  would  be  sent ; 
Were  all  the  blood  collected,  shed  for  thee, 
A  scarlet  Gunga  rolls  a  wider  sea. 

And  here  are  told  the  glories  of  thy  reign, 

Haply  recorded  in  Satanic  strain  ; 
175  Where  rich  in  grandeur,  and  by  custom  dear, 

Orissa's  shrines,  thy  favour'd  home,  appear. 

Priests,  gay  in  dress,  with  festive  pomp  elate, 

Chant  the  loud  hymn,  and  ope  the  massive  gate  ; 

With  wasted  form,  and  sunk,  dejected  eye, 
180  The  zealot  ranks  approach  to  kneel  and  die, 

Moving  along  with  toilsome  step  and  slow 

To  their  last  stage,  a  caravan  of  woe ; 

Like  barter'd  troops,  that  with  expiring  breath 

Bless  the  bribed  chief  that  hurried  them  to  death. 
185  While  lean  jackalls,  and  envious  birds  survey 

The  wretched  throng,  and  gather  to  the  prey. 

*  "  Innocence  and  Guilt  were  respectively  interpreted  by  the 
inoffensive  and  pernicious  effects  of  the  xMangeena  draught." 


24  IDOLATRY. 

Thirsting  for  blood  the  Eastern  Moloch  calls 
Devoted  myriads  to  his  regal  halls. 
Hope  of  all  hearts,  enthroned  before  the  throng 
1 90  In  lofty  car  the  Idol  rides  along. 

Vain  gamesome  carols  sound  on  every  side, 
As  his  slow  wheels  roll  bathed  in  homicide. 

Why  peals  that  cry  of  blithesome  pleasure 
there 
From  countless  voices  wafted  through  the  air  ? 
1 95  No  more  yon  wife  her  absent  lord  shall  see, 
Nor  yon  glad  sire  rejoin  his  family. 
Insidious  Death  near  some  sequester'd  glade 
Shall  steal  upon  them  from  his  ambuscade. 

Thy  guilt  is  boundless,  though  the  stream  of 
Time 
200  Hides  with  dark  waters  half  thy  deeds  of  crime. 
There,  though  in  books  unchronicled,  they  lie 
Endless  in  number,  fadeless  in  their  dye. 
With  babbling  mouths  tell,  Nile,  the  horrors  hid 
Within  the  ken  of  yon  high  pyramid. 
205  From  thy  sly  haunts  shew,  Niger,  rites  gone  by, 
Screen'd,  like  thy  wave,  from  European  eye. 
Count,  roving   Zaire,   through   Afric's   mournful 

clime 
The  dupe's  lamentings  o'er  the  Sibyl's  crime. 


IDOLATRY.  25 

In  piteous  measures,  plaintive  Shary,  say 
210  The  tragic  legends  of  thy  joyless  way. 

Yea  !  streams,  in  which  no  pilgrim's  eye  delights, 
Witness  dire  scenes  in  Error's  deadly  rites. 
Gunga,  disastrous  rites  of  eld  disclose, 
Thou  Sea  of  waters,  fraught  with  seas  of  woes. 

215  Describe  the  self- tormentor,  rack'd  with  pain, 
Wending  toward  thee  more  holiness  to  gain. 
And  name  the  devotees,  whose  highest  pride 
Was  to  die  swallow'd  by  thy  sacred  tide. 
Tell,  blushing  Sun,  how  Vice  with  lasting  stain 

220  Near  Daphne's  groves  denied  thy  godless  fane. 
And  let  Balbec's  colossal  aisles  declare 
The  sumless  guilt,  that  marr'd  thy  worship  there. 
Pure,  beauteous  Moon,  unwilling  Goddess,  say 
What  rites  appall'd  thee  in  thy  nightly  way. 

225  Ye  Constellations,  lit  by  hand  Divine, 
Unfold  the  sins  of  ancient  Palestine : 
When  to  your  orbs  was  blind  obeisance  paid, 
And    He   renounced,    who    those   bright  lamps 

arrayed. 
Weep,  injured  Earth,  with  doleful  tongue  confess 

230  The  darksome  deeds  of  sundry  provinces  : 

They  cloud  thy  beauty,  and  thy  landscapes  doom 
To  be  Aceldamas,  and  vales  of  gloom. 


26  IDOLATRY. 

Nay  !  cast  a  veil  upon  the  impious  scene, 

Aud  faithless  pagans  from  impeachment  screen. 

235  All,  all  is  pure,  but  he,  for  whom  were  made 

Bich  dales,  blue  mountains,  and  the  scented  glade. 
Creatures  around,  save  him,  who  claims  command, 
Bear  faultless  record  of  their  Author's  hand. 
Deluded  pilgrim  in  forbidden  ways, 

240  Man  from  the  path  of  Hope  and  Duty  strays, 
Adoring  schemes  of  fancy,  yet  denies 
The  just  and  gracious  Ruler  of  the  skies. 

Insensate  Egypt  deifies  no  more 
The  Ox  and  Ibis  on  her  fabled  shore, 

245  Nor  soothes  with  costly  pomp  the  swelling  Nile, 
Or  sues  the  mercy  of  the  Crocodile. 
Yet  Leopards  oft,  and  Bears,  securely  roam, 
The  worshipp'd  Guardians  of  a  pagan  home. 
Here  Cows  and  Boas  are  believed  divine, 

250  Here  hallow'd  Monkeys  own  a  costly  shrine. 
Fanatic  priests  a  sumptuous  homage  pay 
To  Kites  and  Vultures  bent  alone  on  prey. 
And  Galla  tribes,  confused  by  error,  see 
Their  God  an  inmate  of  the  Wanzey  tree. 

255  What  have  ye  seen,  O  Winds,  where  Summer 

smiles 
In  lengthen'd  empire  o'er  Pacific  isles, 


IDOLATRY.  27 

And  Cocoa-groves  with  graceful  beauty  deckt 

In  Nature's  ear  proclaim  their  architect  ? 

In  stately  groups  the  pines  and  plantains  rise, 

260  Elysian  woods,  a  second  Paradise. 

Pure  dews  descend,  soft  rains  the  meadows  cheer, 
Fair  springs,   rich  autumns,  grace  the  blooming 

year. 
Ye  know  the  cloudless  skies,  and  velvet  plains, 
Where  long-enthroned  benignant  Plenty  reigns. 

265  On  amber  waves  the  sun  in  glory(  beams, 
And  Earth  all-lovely,  and  all-happy  seems. 
Those  balmy  vallies,  yon  resplendent  sky 
Disclaim  the  lurking  step  of  Misery. 
Near  waves  so  sparkling,  and  in  isles  so  fair, 

270  Can  Sorrow  hide,  or  Fear  be  ling'ring  there  ? 
In  these  sweet  scenes  hath  error  dared  to  dwell, 
Blighting  the  landscape  with  malignant  spell. 
Impetuous  Oro*  yokes  his  bloody  car, 
Urging  fleet  horses  to  the  seat  of  War. 

27o  To  win  his  favour,  or  to  check  his  ire, 
At  stated  seasons  twenty  males  expire. 
And  thievish  Hiro  in  night's  murky  sway 
Climbs  the  high  wall,  and  bears  the  prize  away. 

*  In  the  Society  Islands  Oro  is  the  God  of  war;  and  Hiro  the 
God  of  theft.  In  the  Sandwich  Islands  Pele  presides  over 
Volcanoes. 


28  IDOLATRY. 

Or  Pele  slakes  her  wrath  in  human  blood, 
280  Scarce  lesser  evil  than  her  lava  flood. 

A  chief  is  born — slain  subjects  prove  the  zeal, 
Which  fawning  priests,  and  reckless  zealots  feel. 
A  chief  is  dead — perforce  a  hapless  band 
Conducts  the  noble  to  the  shadowy  land. 
285  Here*  fingers  lopp'd,  there  broken  teeth  relate 
How  sorrow  rued  a  dying  monarch's  fate. 
Victorious  troops  their  wasted  powers  refresh, 
Lapping  warm  blood,  or  eating  human  flesh, 
Whose  breasts  portray,  tattooed  in  graphic  lines, 
290  A  victim  writhing  at  the  idol-shrines ; 
And  myriad  babes  exposed  on  natal  day 
Are  doom'd  to  sigh  their  transient  lives  away. 

Truth  never  varies,  shuffling  Error  flies 
To  countless  creeds,  and  rites,  and  deities. 

295  Here  Taou's  votaries  vaunt  of  Reason's  light, 
Though  blind,  and  sunk  in  Superstition's  night. 
With  feign'd  expertness  magic  arts  they  heed, 
Or  on  the  palms  unfolding  fortunes  read. 
And  nightly  study  in  the  starlit  sky 

300  The  changeless  rubric  of  futurity. 

*  It  is  a  frequent  practice  with  the  Sandwich  islanders,  in  per- 
forming some  of  their  rites,  to  knock  out  their  front  teeth,  and 
with  the  Friendly  islanders  to  cut  off  one  or  two  of  the  bones  of 
their  little  fingers. — Williams's  Enterprises,  Chap.  xxxi. 


IDOLATRY.  29 

Or  Brahina  claims,  as  fleeting  ages  roll, 
Gold  as  his  due,  or  costlier  prize,  the  soul. 
But  open  vice  presides  his  shrine  within, 
And  haughty  priests  contrive  the  lures  of  sin. 

305  Yet  while  they  err,  the  sage  impostors  say, 
"  Years  will  erase  the  errors  of  a  day, 
And  transformations,  countless  though  they  be, 
Restore  degraded  minds  to  purity." 
Their  idle  spells  pretend  resistless  sway, 

310  Which  Earth,  and  Hell,  and  Heaven  itself  obey. 
Then  Vishnoo  shudders,  impotent  to  save, 
And  Siva  yields  his  empire  of  the  grave. 
Misguided  zealots  quit  the  gilded  shrine, 
Cheer'd  by  no  glimmer  of  the  light  divine. 

315  For  mythic  feats  the  Veda's  leaves  pollute, 
Bad  for  the  fiend,  too  senseless  for  the  brute. 

As  the  warm  Sun  meridian  rays  emits, 
Near  blazing  fires  this  patient  Yogee*  sits, 
While  with  protruding  tongues  the  beasts  of  prey 
320  Crowd  to  the  streams,  and  burning  thirst  allay. 
That  barely  clad  endures  through  cold  of  night 
The  frosty  dullness  of  some  mountain-height. 
Others,  for  Hurdwar  bound,  the  livelong  day 
With  measured  form  eke  out  a  toilsome  way. 

*  Yogee  an  Indian  ascetic,  so  also  a  Fakir. 


30  IDOLATRY. 

325  Yon  Fakir's  hands  with  soil  and  seeds  are  strewn, 
He  lies  inactive,  till  the  seed  be  grown. 
His  flesh  the  base,  on  which  in  course  appear, 
The  tender  blade,  the  new  and  perfect  ear. 
In  painful  postures  this  endures  to  stand, 

330  Or  drives  his  nails  through  agonizing  hand. 
Others  near  tangled  groves  and  rivers  stray, 
The  tiger's  quest,  the  alligator's  prey. 
With    such    strange    penance    hopeless    pagans 

mourn, 
Knowing  not  Him,  who  all  their  guilt  has  borne. 

335  Or  thoughtful  Boodh  in  many  a  fair  domain 

"With  rigid  laws  maintains  his  rival  reign. 
His  votaries  lost  in  long  abstraction  seem, 
The  thralls  of  Fancy,  musing  on  a  dream. 
Merit  they  call,  if  they  from  crime  refrain, 

340  In  quiet  live,  and  woo  the  pangs  of  pain : 
Meanly  they  rate  the  joys  of  life,  and  say 
"  Grief  is  its  portion,  and  its  bourne  decay," 
And  wish  that  they,  apart  no  more,  may  be 
Merged  in  the  boundless  depths  of  deity. 

345  My  God,  my  Father,  who  dost  kindly  deign 

Thy  chasten'd  sons  for  better  climes  to  train : 


IDOLATRY.  31 

I  may  not  doubt,  encompass'd  by  distress, 
Thy  trackless  ways,  thy  love,  and  faithfulness. 
I  cannot  tire,  so  long  as  thou  art  nigh 

350  To  see  my  sorrows,  and  to  hear  my  sigh, 
To  make  all  incidents,  like  breezes,  be, 
Wafting  me  onward  to  Eternity. 
What  though  unwelcome  guest,  insidious  Care, 
This  shrinking  heart  with  venom'd  tooth  may  tear, 

355  And  fickle  friends  in  wintry  hours  may  fly, 
Like  swallows  speeding  to  a  brighter  sky. 
Yet  guardian  hosts  shall  hover  round  my  way, 
And  founts  unseen  these  thirsty  lips  allay. 
My  thankful  soul  forgets  affliction,  when 

360  It  feels  thy  pity,  and  is  calm  again  ; 

And  if  one  darksome  distant  cloud  delay, 
'Tis  edged  around  with  glory's  sparkling  ray. 
Solaced  by  Thee,  grief  lulls  its  sense  of  woes, 
The  bliss  is  doubled,  which  thy  love  bestows. 

365  Dried  be  the  tear,  and  hush'd  the  weak  complaint : 
An  heir  of  heaven  disdains  on  earth  to  faint, 
Though  vex'd  by  crosses,  conversant  with  tears, 
Nerv'd  for  severer  pangs,  and  gloomier  years ; 
Thy  will  be  done,  let  empty  day-dreams  fly, 

370  If  holy  joys  the  aching  void  supply. 

Earth  chains  me  not.   Faith  hears  the  sound  of  bliss, 
And  sees  a  purer  happier  world  than  this. 


32 .  IDOLATRY. 

Secured  on  massive  rocks  I  scorn  the  wave, 
Safe  in  unearthly  strength  each  peril  brave, 
375  And  trust  no  low'ring  sin-born  cloud  may  rise 
To  dim  my  course,  and  check  my  soaring  eyes. 

What  were  annihilation  !  would  it  be 
Gain  to  sleep  on  in  ignorance  of  Thee, 
Senseless  and  hopeless,  with  no  soul  to  soar 

380  From  strife  and  exile  to  a  sinless  shore : 

Where  crystal  streams  near  woods  of  beauty  flow, 
And  sapphire  gems  in  heaven's  own  radiance  glow  : 
And  varying  ranks  in  perfect  love  agree, 
Blest  with  each  other,  but  more  blest  in  Thee  ? 

385  O  loss  beyond  compare  !  hail,  grief  and  fears, 
And  endless  sojourn  in  this  vale  of  tears  ! 
From  heavenly  realms  I  could  an  exile  be, 
Their  bliss  unfelt,  unheard  their  harmony. 
Here  I  could  linger,  'spite  of  all  distress, 

390  But  shrink  appall'd  at  thoughts  of  nothingness, 


BOOK   III. 


AFRICA. 

Africa,  1-6 — Past  annals,  7-34 — Superstition,  35-46 — Entire 
absence  of  any  form  of  worship  in  some  tribes,  47-56 — 
Reference  to  undiscovered  quarters,  57-70 — Degradation 
of  Africa,  71-130 — Description  of  a  slave-hunt  in  Eastern 
Africa,  131-1 70— Slavery  in  Western  Africa,  171-178 — 
Sufferings  of  slaves,  179-246 — Appeal  to  Britain,  247- 
252 — Favourable  hopes,  253-262— The  Niger  expedition, 
263-284— Promise  of  the  Future,  285—326. 


A  F  E I C  A. 


:  O  Afric !  famed  in  story, 

The  nurse  of  Egypt's  might, 
A  stain  is  on  thy  glory, 

And  quench' d  thine  ancient  light." — Sigourney. 


My  harp  is  strung  to  grief :  thy  hapless  shore 

In  pensive  lay,  sad  Afric,  I  deplore. 

Forlorn  and  abject,  think  what  thou  hast  been, 

Cradle  of  Science,  Fame's  distinguish'd  scene  : 
5    Now,  spacious  park  for  slaves,  where  bent  on  prey 

Remorseless  huntsmen  crowd  in  long  array. 

Thou    hast   appear'd    through   long   reproachful 
years 

The  saddest  object  in  Earth's  vale  of  tears. 

Thy  pride  is  marr'd  :  illustrious  Glory's  hand 
10  Blazon'd  in  annals  fair  Egyptians  land, 


36  AFRICA. 

But  Thebes  no  more  array' d  in  splendour  boasts 
A  hundred  portals  and  a  hundred  hosts. 
Imperial  Carthage,  Mistress  of  the  sea, 
Gave  far-famed  sway,  and  brilliant  hopes  to  Thee. 

15  But  its  bright  ray,  that  did  thy  lot  illume, 
Was  soon  extinguish'd  in  a  night  of  gloom. 
Near  ruin'd  turrets  and  neglected  plains 
Fame  sounds  no  trumpet  in  her  old  domains, 
But  mourning  faded  hopes,  and  wont  to  sigh 

20  O'er  blighted  haunts  of  Might  and  Victory, 
A  crownless  head  in  still  oblivion  hides, 
Where  classic  Nile  from  trackless  fountains  glides. 
Much  thou  wast  favour' cl,  when  the  Virgin  smiled 
In  tranquil  regions  o'er  her  rescued  child. 

25   Cyrenian  Simon  was  required  to  share 
The  shame  of  Jesus,  and  his  cross  to  bear. 
Thy  great  Augustine  propp'd  an  injured  Faith, 
And  Cyprian  seal'd  his  constancy  by  death. 
The  glorious  news  of  Inspiration's  page 

30  Cheer'd  Abyssinia  in  a  happier  age  : 
But  Superstition  set  its  truth  at  nought, 
And  check'd  the  blessedness  it  might  have  brought. 


Deep  are  thy  wounds ;  and  yet  what  balm 
is  given  ? 
Pity  from  man  ?  or  confidence  in  heaven  ? 


AFRICA.  37 

35  Here  the   dark   Loadstone,    with   attractive 

might, 
Is  deem'd  the  home  of  some  mysterious  Sprite. 
The  spotted  Snake,  and  Shark,  unhallow'd  God, 
Receive  the  Negro's  supplicating  nod. 
There  Jugglers  skill'd  in  gregree  charms  delight 

40  Their  martial  friends,  and  wake  the  foe's  affright. 
Or  sage  rainmakers  with  portentous  hand 
Evoke  the  showers,  and  wandering  clouds  com- 
mand. 
The  fetish-trees,*  with  human  limbs  array'd, 
Witness  dire  acts  'neath  their  reluctant  shade. 

45  And  booming  death-drums,  j  hourly  passing-bells, 
For  frequent  victims  sound  funereal  knells. 

And  godless  tribes  exist,  who  bow  no  knee 
To  idol  shrines,  and  fear  no  deity  ; 
And  uncontroll'd  their  whirlwind  passions  shew, 
50   Nor  voice  of  Justice,  or  of  Mercy  know  ; 

Regarding  nought,  save  what  their  tastes  create, 
The  love  of  pleasure,  or  the  thirst  of  hate. 
No  human  victims  stain  the  priestly  knife, 
No  lambs  in  ransom  yield  their  harmless  life. 

*  Connected  with  the  performance  of  superstitious  rites. 

f  The  death-drum  is  constantly  heard  among  the  Ashantees 

announcing  the  death  of  some  human  victim. 


38  AFRICA. 

55  Near  fabled  streams  no  suppliant  pours  his  prayer, 
Bathes  in  the  waters,  and  is  pardon'd  there. 

Yet  nations  near  the  Moon's  tall  summits*  lie, 
Hid  like  some  distant  planet  of  the  sky. 
The  strife  of  parties,  the  endanger'd  throne, 

60  Their  feats  of  arms,  are  all  to  us  unknown ; 
And  veil'd  from  them  lies  Europe's  varied  page, 
Invention's  progress  and  Ambition's  rage. 
But  daring  Sin,  on  shame  and  woe  intent, 
Hath  thither  steps  of  desolation  bent. 

65  Fell  Superstition  boasts  a  wide  domain. 
Fresh  links  attaching  to  her  iron  chain. 
Or  savage  tribes  in  thickest  darkness  grope, 
Unscared  by  terrors,  and  unblest  by  hope  ; 
While  plaintive  winds  in  many  a  tale  of  woe 

70  Waft  Afric's  wrongs,  which  gather  as  they  blow. 

Oh  !  Thou  hast  known  for  many  a  weary  age 
Contempt,  unpitied  wrongs,  and  vassalage  ; 
Shorn  of  thy  strength,  and  in  thy  glory  soil'd, 
By  friends  unaided,  and  by  foes  despoil'd  : 
75  Where  bitter  feuds,  and  civil  discord,  jar 
To  swell  the  clamour  of  aggressive  war. 

*  A  range  of  mountains  in  Africa,  surrounding  Monomotapa. 


AFRICA.  39 

Sires  oft  betray  confiding  sons  for  gain, 

And  barter'd  warriors  of  their  chiefs  complain  ; 

And  some  themselves  in  hunger's  pangs  enslave, 

80  Unhappy  crisis  :  bondage,  or  the  grave. 

Remorseless  kings  from  lists  of  wanton  strife 

With  waiting  factors  trade  in  human  life ; 

Or  lured  by  gold's  delicious  bribe  betray 

The  rights  of  subjects,  whom  their  sceptres  sway. 

85  With  giant  waves  Oppression  seems  to  glide, 
And  G-uilt  and  Error  roll  a  crimson  tide. 
Affrighted  Justice  grants  no  equal  code, 
Nor  meek  Religion  smoothes  the  thorn-clad  road. 
Dense  clouds  of   smoke  from  plunder'd   hamlets 
rise, 

90  And  mar  the  lustre  of  the  sunny  skies. 
The  famish'd  sires  on  heedless  children  call, 
And  on  the  waste  forsaken  mothers  fall. 
In  unclaim'd  tracts  the  kingly  lion  roves 
Through  lovely  champaigns,  and  ambrosial  groves. 

95  Parental  tears  bedew  the  thirsty  plain 

For  sons  in  bondage,  or  by  forays  slain. 
In  cave,  or  den,  or  tree,  where'er  he  roam, 
The  wretched  Bushman  seeks  a  cheerless  home. 
Him  pinching  wants  to  nightly  pillage  press, 
100  And  Vengeance  dooms  to  greater  wretchedness. 


40  AFRICA. 

Why,  Afric,  crouchest  Thou,  as  though  con- 
sign'd 
To  soil  unfruitful,  or  a  clime  unkind  ? 
As  though  thy  sons  were  dastards,  and  but  few 
Thy  fame  to  brighten,  or  thy  strength  renew  ; 

105  Doom'd  by  ungentle  chance,  or  fate's  design, 
To  tend  the  sugar,  and  explore  the  mine  ? 
Nature  was  gracious  to  thy  race,  and  shore, 
Oh  !  be  not  heedless  of  her  bounteous  store. 
Did  She  not  deign  with  free  and  partial  hand 

110  To  scatter  beauty,  and  enrich  thy  land? 
Thy  argent  rivers  with  majestic  wave 
Seem  ill  to  suit  the  savage,  or  the  slave. 
Thy  tuneful  birds  with  gayest  plumage  fly, 
Thy  scented  flowers  in  peerless  radiance  vie. 

115  Thy  tall  mimosas  in  luxuriant  green 

Deck'd  with  the  flowers  of  living  gold  are  seen. 
Aspiring  banyans  with  their  forest  shade, 
And  blooming  cassadas  adorn  the  glade. 
Neglected  vines  in  many  a  silent  plain 

120  Bend  'neath  their  weight,  most  fruitful,  but  in  vain. 
Limes,  citrons,  lemons,  fair  and  frequent  sight, 
With  pines  and  dates  might  tempt  an  anchorite. 
Thy  precious  mines  with  choicest  ore  abound, 
And     richest    crops     have     graced    thy    fertile 
ground. 


AFRICA.  41 

125  Shall  matchless  wrongs — shall  ancestorial  fame — 
Provoke  no  valour,  and  awake  no  shame  ? 
Thy  sons,  whom  nature  gave  thy  corn  to  reap, 
Or  tend  thy  vineyards  on  the  mountain-steep, 
Or  boldly  stem  Invasion's  surgy  tide, 

130  In  Cairo's  huts,  and  Cuba's  ports  abide. 

Methinks  Egyptians  stern  brigades  I  see, 
Girt  by  Arabia's  ruthless  cavalry  : 
The  horsemen  here  approach  in  movement  fleet, 
The  footmen  there  the  circling  line  complete. 

135  The  Sun  is  rising,  and  his  matin  ray 
Summons  to  emprize,  and  forbids  delay. 
What  quest  allures  ?  doth  here  the  tiger  hide, 
Foe  to  the  flocks,  and  wet  with  homicide  ? 
Is  this  the  panther's  lair,  who  late  by  stealth 

140  Despoil'd  the  shepherd  of  his  fleecy  wealth  ? 
Uprising  quickly  from  their  couch  appears 
An  awestruck  band  of  hapless  mountaineers. 
Some  quit,  by  headlands  screen'd,  with  gasping 

breath, 
The  strife  of  freedom,  and  the  scene  of  Death. 

145  Others  by  lovely  brides  encouraged  throw 
Envenom'd  arrows  on  the  rushing  foe. 
Few,  and  unarm'd,  unpractised,  they  defy 
The  veteran  hosts,  and  dread  artillery  ; 


42  AFRICA. 

Unused  to  guns,  but  yet  by  them  unscared, 

150  For  fight,  for  conquest,  and  for  death  prepared. 
Disabled  chiefs  the  friendly  plantain  grasp, 
Nor  will  with  life  forego  the  frenzied  clasp. 
Widows,  lamenting  for  their  guardians  slain, 
Unnerved  by  woe,  accept  a  passive  chain. 

155  Despairing  inmates  choose  the  lot  of  slaves, 
By  fumes  of  pepper  hurried  from  their  caves. 
Or  sires  and  sons  in  welcome  torments  lie, 
Averse  to  bondage,  yet  resign'd  to  die. 
See  how  yon  vassal,  who  with  manly  breast 

160  Disowns  his  lord,  and  scorns  his  first  behest, 

Bound  to  a  horse,  and  dragg'd  through  crags  apace, 
Expires  disfigured  at  the  mountain's  base. 
Some  hemm'd  with  rocks,  and  rapt  with  Free- 
dom's fire, 
Compel  their  fierce  aggressors  to  retire, 

165  Who  full  of  guile  collect  beneath  the  hill, 
And  guard  the  waters  of  the  scanty  rill. 
The  prison'd  bands,  who  view  the  stream  in  vain, 
From  living  bark  a  scanty  moisture  gain, 
'Till  for  a  draught  their  longings  to  supply 

170  They  yield  their  children,  wives,  and  liberty. 

From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  western  shore, 
Afric,  thy  sons  incessant  wailings  pour. 


AFEICA.  43 

Their  hateful  trade  unfeeling  pirates  ply, 
Careless  what  crowds  may  suffer,  or  may  die. 

175  The  dark-sail'd  slave-ships  crowd  to  Benin's 

bight, 

Their  holds  to  cumber  with  a  living  freight ; 

Whose  lords,  unawed  by  God  or  man,  resign 

Each  rising  doubt  at  Mammon's  gilded  shrine. 

Oh  !  who  can  count  the  harrowing  acts   of 
wrong, 

1 80  Borne  by  the  weak,  inflicted  by  the  strong  ? 
The  echoing  hills,  the  desert  wilds  have  known 
The  galling  lash,  the  bitter  tear  and  groan. 
Here  perish'd  some,  subdued  by  toil  and  pain, 
Here  others  died,  left  fainting  in  the  plain, 

185  And  in  the  lack  of  water  many  a  slave 

Was  thrown  unpitied  to  the  yawning  wave  ; 
And  some,  as  useless  wares,  were  flung  aside, 
When  fell  disease  the  gift  of  sight    denied. 
Others  expired,  in  close  confinement  prest, 

1  'JO  Or  rashly  sought  a  suicidal  rest ; 

Or  Fever  stalk'd,  in  giant  strength  array'd, 
To  spread  the  ravages  which  Grief  had  made. 


44  AFRICA. 

Some  'neath  the  cutlass  fell,  and  myriads  more 

Sank  ever  pining  for  their  native  shore ; 
195  Hoping*  to  reach  through  Death's  extended  gate, 

The  treasured  headlands  of  their  father's  state. 

Here  labours  0?i e,  whose  thoughts  oft  homeward 
glide, 

Where  He  with  comrades  breasted  Congo's  tide, 

The  Morning  chase — the  Evening's  festive  ring — 
200  Or  bloody  combats  with  the  forest-king — 

These  sports  are  past — Hope  chants  its  swanlike 
dirge, 

Scared  by  hard  fetters,  and  the  spoiler's  scourge. 

That  toilworn  drudge  regrets  with  smother'd 
groan, 

His  widow'd  partner,  and  his  mother  lone, 
205  Braced  for  fatigue,  could  he  his  offspring  aid, 

E'en  in  his  lifetime  wretched  orphans  made. 

Yet  shall  He  live — but  tossing  billows  part, 

Him,  and  his  household,  parted  not  in  heart. 

Yet  shall  He  grieve — but  no  voice  skill'd  to  cheer 
210  By  sweet  enchantment  shall  his  ills  endear. 

Yet  shall  He  strive — but  at  the  close  of  day, 

No  wife's  fond  smile  may  arduous  toils  repay. 

*  The  dying  negro-slave  thinks  that  by  death  he  will  he  restored 
to  his  native  country. 


AFRICA.  45 

Pity  withholds  its  balm,  his  soul  disdains 
Perpetual  exile,  and  oppressive  chains. 
215  To  a  fresh  lord  determined  soon  to  bow 

He  woos  thee,  Death,  the  best  of  tyrants  thou. 
For  hearts  that  bleed,  limbs  used  to  toil  and  pain 
Expect  a  furlough  in  thy  tranquil  reign. 

Hard  by  a  lonely  Sire  and  Consort  sighs 
220  Through  fears  accomplish'd  and  dissever'd  ties. 
To  distant  plains  his  weeping  wife  was  sent, 
His  barter'd  sons  were  doom'd  to  banishment. 
Revolting  Nature  told  her  deep  distress, 
Evoking  lashes,  failing  in  redress. 

225  Sad  Afric  grieves  beneath  her  iron  yoke, 

Like  proud  Bonduca  *  at  the  lictor's  stroke. 
And  mourn  ye  too,  who  'neath  the  All-seeing  Eye 
Trample  on  justice,  and  your  God  defy. 

Cruel  Janeiro,|  whose  detested  ground 
230  Slaves  wet  with  weeping,   while  their  cries  re- 
sound, 

*  Boadicea,  called  Bonduca  by  Beaumont  and  Fletcher. 

f  Rio  Janeiro,  a  port  of  the  Brazils,  notorious  for  its  traffic  in 
slaves. 


46  AFRICA. 

Check,  if  thou  canst,  the  groans  which  upward 

rise, 
And  plead  for  speedy  judgment  in  the  skies  ; 
Ward  off,  like  Nineveh,  from  guilty  strand, 
The  shaft  that  Vengeance  poises  in  her  hand. 

235  Weak  are  thy  hopes,  Havannah,  vain  desire 

To  thrive  in  guilt,  and  'scape  vindictive  ire  ! 

Cease  from    inglorious  trade,    and    acts    of 
thrall, 
Foremost  of  spoilers,  blood-dyed  Portugal, 
Whose  tarnish'd  flags  o'er  barks  of  rapine  fly, 
240  Emblems  of  fraud,  and  aids  to  cruelty. 
Unhallow'd  traffic  from  the  nations  hide, 
Lest  Christians  mourn,  and  heathendom  deride. 

And  thou,  the  boast  of  Colon's  second  world, 
With  standards  once  at  Freedom's  call  unfurl'd, 
245  Be  not  with  trade  in  human  flesh  defiled, 

While  humbled  Albion  sorrows  for  her  child. 

Arm,  Briton,  arm,  though  Piety  deplore 
The  laurell'd  wreaths  defiled  with  drops  of  gore. 
In  impious  bosoms  sheathe  the  glittering  blade, 
250  Or  fall  a  martyr,  Afric's  cause  to  aid. 


AFRICA.  47 

In  plague  or  conflict  heave  no  passing  sigh, 
For  Freedom  live,  or  in  her  triumphs  die. 

Yet  shall  thy  sorrows  cease,  unhappy  Land, 
Like  tardy  streams  absorb'd  in  wastes  of  sand. 

255  Thy  sons  deliver'd  from  the  captor's  sway 
Find  a  calm  haven  in  the  Lion's  bay.* 
From  thence  afar  they  bear  the  lamp  of  life, 
Spread  holy  joy,  and  stanch  the  wounds  of  strife. 
Delighted,  saints  Liberia's  f  walls  within 

260  Disclaim  the  yoke  of  tyrants  and  of  sin. 
Auspicious  Hope  displays  her  beacon-fires, 
And  grasps  thy  kingdoms  in  her  wide  desires. 
Thy  sister  Europe  with  compassion  glows, 
Struck  in  thy  wounds,  and  harrow'd  in  thy  woes. 

265  Caress'd  by  Freedom,  cheer'd  by  Learning's  beam, 
She  weeps  at  ills,  which  worse  by  contrast  seem. 
She  grieves  that  monarch,  husband,  father,  friend, 
The  sacred  ties  imposed  by  duty  rend  ; 
That  Superstition  snaps  the  sacred  cord, 

270  Which  binds  the  creature  to  a  heavenly  Lord. 
For  Thee  she  sues  Jehovah's  friendly  hand, 
And  sends  her  seamen  to  thy  troubled  strand  ; 

*   Sierra  Leone. 
+  Liberia,  a  Missionary  Colony  founded  by  the  Americans. 


48  AFRICA. 

Who  by  compassion  urged  resolved  to  brave 
The  host  of  ills  that  brood  on  Niger's  wave. 

275  Death's  sundry  shafts  the  gallant  sailors  knew, 
But  persevered  with  every  risk  in  view. 
A  baleful  clime — impetuous  floods  of  rain — 
Successive  foes — opposed  their  course  in  vain. 
Onward  they  went,  till  Fever's  crimson'd  hand 

280  Waved  in  advance,  and  check'd  the  stricken  band. 
Lives  freely  sacrificed,  and  treasure  spent, 
Are  Christian  zeal's  eternal  monument ; 
Record  how  man  in  Duty's  service  dies, 
Prelude  of  harder,  happier  enterprise. 


285  Afric,  arise  !  forbear  the  wonted  sigh, 

Nerve  the  sad  heart,  and  stanch  the  humid  eye. 
Look  through  the  opening  vista,  and  survey, 
The  sunny  landscape  of  a  happier  day. 
Through  thirsty  wilds  salvation's  channels  flow, 

290  With  pristine  ardour  Abyssinians  glow. 
Reviving  Egypt  lifts  her  suppliant  hands, 
Fetter 'd  no  more  by  false  Mohammed's  bands. 
Moors,  Grallas,  Copts,  and  Ethiopians  fall 
In  glad  obeisance  to  the  Lord  of  all. 

295  The  long-despised  and  outcast  race  of  Ham 

Bursts  from  its  chains,  and  glories  in  the  Lamb. 


AFRICA.  49 

The  orphan's  plaintive  cry,  the  widow's  wail 
Remit  their  fulness  on  the  spicy  gale. 
The  Korroes,*  used  to  tales  of  sorrow,  raise 
300  Sweet  notes  of  gladness  in  a  hymn  of  praise. 

As  when  in  danger's  hour  from  fertile  fields 
The  parting  swain  a  deadly  falchion  wields ; 
Where  all  was  fruitful,  nature  frowns  forlorn, 
Empty  the  barns,  which  lately  groan'd  with  corn. 

305  But  wand  of  Peace  the  banish'd  charms  restores, 
And  genial  Autumns  yield  redoubled  stores. 
Thus  in  auspicious  change  thy  ills  shall  cease, 
Want  turn'd  to  plenty,  war  absorb'd  in  peace. 
Sagacious  foresight  rears  majestic  forts, 

310  And  busy  commerce  fills  a  thousand  ports. 

Bound  for  all  realms  proceed  thy  stately  masts, 
Spurning  the  wave,  and  fearless  of  the  blasts. 
From  banks  of  Cam  and  Isis  Science  deigns 
To  seek  new  streams,  and  dwell  in  sunnier  plains, 

315  Hasting  with  pilgrim  step,  and  throbbing  breast, 
In  the  loved  cloisters  of  her  youth  to  rest. 
By  Nile  and  Niger  Freedom  longs  to  stay, 
And  grant  the  nameless  blessings  of  her  sway. 
Redemption's  glories  swarthy  bishops  tell, 

320  Whose  heads  become  the  circling  mitre  well. 

*  Korro,  the  Negro's  instrument  of  music. 
E 


50  AFRICA. 

The  cloudcapt  Atlas  sings  Emmanuel's  reign, 
With  tides  of  gladness  Gambia  wafts  the  strain. 
Zaira  *  forgets  the  slave's  distressful  woes, 
Brightens  with  hope,  and  blossoms  as  the  rose. 
325  The  chequer'd  morn  was  sad,  the  noon  denied 
Its  wonted  beams,  light  came  at  even-tide,  f 

*  Zaira  or  Sahara  the  name  of  the  great  Desert. 

f  "  But  it  shall  come  to  pass,  that  at  evening  time  it  shall  be 
light."     Zech.  xiv.  7. 


BOOK   IV. 


THE  MISSIONARY   AND  THE    WIFE  OF  THE 
MISSIONARY. 

The  Missionary,  1-72 — Eminent  saints  too  numerous  to  be 
named,  73-90— Xavier,  91-104— The  Moravians,  105-160 
—Eliot,  161-184— Brainerd,  185-194— Swartz,  195-224— 
Heber,  225-242— Martyn,  243-264—  Buchanan,  265-272 
—Carey,  273-27 6— Williams,  277-300— Marsden,  301-306 
—Several  others,  307-318— Moffat,  319-332— Happiness 
of  such,  333-342— The  Wife  of  the  Missionary,  343-422— 
Mrs.  Judson,  423-506  — Mrs.  Newell,  507-520  — Mrs. 
Winslow,  521-524— Conclusion,  525-528. 


THE    MISSIONAKY, 

AND 

THE   WIFE   OF  THE  MISSIONABY. 


r  For  conquering  dive,  or  Wellesley's  mightier  name 
The  wide  world  echoes  to  the  trump  of  Fame. 
Yet  have  there  been,  who  loftier  praise  have  won, 
Undaunted  Swartz  and  saintly  Middleton."— Hankinson. 


"  Speed,  speed,  ye  sons  of  truth,  let  Heaven  befriend, 
Let  angels  waft  you,  and  let  peace  attend." — Dwight. 


From  Afric's  tales  of  woe,  and  load  of  crime, 
The  saddest  record  in  the  rolls  of  time  ; 
I  turn  to  him,  who  warm'd  with  holy  zeal 
Quits  home  and  friends,  to  aid  the  heathen's  weal. 
His  eye  is  radiant  with  bright  beams  of  joy, 
Which  earth  cannot  elicit,  or  destroy. 
His  heart  is  glowing  in  ecstatic  trance 
On  wondrous  themes,  too  grand  for  utterance, 


54  THE   MISSIONARY  AND    THE 

Musing  on  One,  who  laid  his  glory  by, 
10  At  which  blest  seraphs  veil  their  dazzled  eye; 
And,  like  the  sun  earth's  loftiest  heights  above, 
Shone  forth  pre-eminent  in  acts  of  love, 
Deigning  to  be,  by  melting  pity  sway'd, 
A  feeble  infant  in  a  manger  laid ; 
15  With  men  of  humble  rank  and  lineage  seen, 
The  sinner's  friend,  the  lowly  Nazarene ; 
Removing  mental  doubts,  corporeal  throes, 
By  sunbright  hopes  relieving  human  woes  ; 
Spurn'd  by  his  own,  to  whom  he  offer'd  aid, 
20  By  foes  insulted,  by  a  friend  betray'd : 

Bearing  the  weight  of  shame,  the  pangs  of  pain, 
Rank'd    with   transgressors,    with    transgressors 

slain  ; 
Yet  for  the  joy  that  flash'd  before  his  eye, 
Resolved  to  suffer,  and  resign'd  to  die. 

25  The  thoughts,  that  wander  o'er  the  realms 

of  time, 
May  rest  with  rapture  in  Judea's  clime ; 
Earth  has  no  spot  to  such  high  themes  allied, 
As  Calvary's  mount,  whereon  Messiah  died. 

The  Pastor  heeds  not  proud  Ambition's  train, 
30  Nor  joins   the   ranks   where   mirth   and  fashion 
reign  ; 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  55 

Vainly  the  world  presents  in  long  array 
Its  pageant  glories,  phantoms  of  a  day ; 
He  on  God's  altar  lays  an  offering  small — 
A  mite  most  freely  render'd — yet  his  all. 

35  Some  vale,  or  river,  wistful  memory  fills, 
Or  town  embosoni'd  in  a  chain  of  hills, 
Or  faithful  friends,  whose  fascinating  smile 
Waken'd  fresh  joy,  and  baffled  care  awhile. 
But  Superstition  glares  before  his  eye, 

40  And  death-doom' d  pagans,  unprepared  to  die, 
'Till  Pleasure's  siren  voice  is  heard  no  more, 
Than  sighs  of  ring-doves  in  the  torrent's  roar. 
No  earthly  motive  can  his  soul  constrain, 
Like  love  to  Christ,  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

45  No  glimpse  of  bliss  so  glorious  can  he  see, 
As  where  the  Lord,  there  shall  the  servant  be. 
He  leaves  kind  friends,  loved  scenes,  and  tranquil 

ease, 
Braves  sickly  climes,  fierce  hordes,  tempestuous 

seas ; 
Bound  to  stern  conflicts  on  a  foreign  soil, 

50  Yet  more  of  honour  waits  on  more  of  toil. 
Pure  love,  and  faith,  shall  every  cross  endear, 
And  Duty's  voice  in  winning  accents  cheer, 
'Till  he  acquire,  where'er  consign'd  to  roam, 
A  gain  in  losses,  and  in  exile  home. 


56  THE    MISSIONARY    AND    THE 

55  Sometimes  his  work  past  expectation  thrives, 
The  dew  of  grace  the  thirsty  plants  revives. 
So  that  rejoiced  he  views  his  destined  spot, 
Pleased  with  his  charge,   and  thankful  for  his  lot. 
He  lauds  the  Saviour  with  his  latest  breath, 

60  And  soars  to  glory  on  the  wings  of  death, 
Hail'd  with  the  greeting  to  the  faithful  given 
"  Well  clone  on  earth  !  partake  the  joy  of  heaven." 

His  holy  zeal  did  such  return  supply, 
To  live  was  Christ,  and  yet  'twas  gain  to  die. 

65  The  Cross — the  Cross,  with  sweet,  unearthly 

power 
Attracts  the  thought — is  present  every  hour, 
To  troubled  conscience  as  it  yields  delight, 
Makes  sin  more  hateful  in  the  sinner's  sight, 
Sheds  holy  peace — revolting  scenes  among 

70  Constrains  the  heart,    and   nerves  the   faltering 
tongue, 
In  louder  notes  a  ruin'd  race  to  call 
To  faith  in  Him  who  loved,  and  died  for,  all. 

Regretted  Heroes,  hail !  ye  saintly  dead, 
Who  lived  to  labour,  or,  as  martyrs  bled, 
75  Whose  honour'd  names,  by  feeble  lyres  unsung, 
The  book  of  life  retains  its  rolls  among. 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  57 

What  recks  it  where  ye  met  the  fatal  doom  ? 
In  Christian  hearts  ye  find  a  living  tomb ; 
As  models  studied,  by  esteem  enshrined, 
80  Stewards  of  God,  and  lovers  of  mankind. 
For  her  lost  sons  Religion  need  supply 
No  sculptured  stones,  her  martyrs  cannot  die. 

Yet  some  I  mention,  though  my  humble  lays 

Become  not  those  whose  worth  surpasses  praise ; 
85  Living  epistles  with  a  genuine  seal, 

Faithful  in  words,  and  prominent  in  zeal. 

Majestic  scions  of  celestial  birth 

They  tower'd  above  the  fleeting  cares  of  earth. 

For  noblest  ends  they  lived,  nor  lived  in  vain, 
90  Sweetly  they  blossom'd,  and  their  fruits  remain. 

I  laud  thee,  Xavier,  who  didst  haste  afar 
From  Rome's  refinements,  and  thy  loved  Navarre  ; 
Glad  to  exchange  the  dainty  camp  of  ease 
For  torrid  shores,  and  unpropitious  seas. 
95  Prepared  for  every  hazard — every  toil — 

Which  waits  the  merchant  in  his  quest  of  spoil, 
Yea  !  calm  in  deadlier  risks,  severer  care, 
With  aim  more  lofty,  and  with  hopes  more  fair. 
O'er  pagan  millions  yearn'd  thy  anxious  mind, 
100  Untired  by  years,  by  distance  unconfined. 


58  THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE 

Fields  white  with  crops  in  India's  realm  were 

seen, 
And  fair  Japan  was  deck'd  with  blades  of  green. 
Before  thee  China  lay — with  fetters  strong 
Death  cramp'd  thy  efforts,  unrestrain'd  so  long. 

105  Your  matchless  acts  my  venturous  song  shall 

grace, 
O  second  Zion,  Hernhutt's  saintly  race 
Ye  noble  race  of  Christians,  chosen  band, 
Where  e'en  the  humblest  may  deserve  command, 
Harmonious  brethren — discord's  hateful  cry 

110  Ne'er  check'd  your  zeal,  or  marr'd  your  harmony. 
Salt  of  the  earth,  your  savour  is  not  spent, 
Constant  in  use,  in  virtue  excellent. 
Ages  on  ages  own  your  burning  light, 
Undimm'd  in  Europe,  clear  in  pagan  night. 

115  Should  salient  hills  their  ancient  site  forsake, 
And  earth  uprooted  from  foundations  shake, 
And  brawling  ocean  with  tempestuous  spray 
O'erstep  its  bounds,  portentous  with  dismay  ; 
Tranquil  ye  could  survey  the  raging  swell, 

120  And  with  your  faith  each  rising  doubt  dispel. 
What    home,    what    Freedom    gave,   ye    could 

forego, 
If  mercy's  voice  might  soothe  the  heathen's  woe. 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  59 

Mid  secret  snares,  and  open  hatred  bold, 
Damp'd  by  no  losses,  by  no  threats  controll'd, 

125  You  dared  to  sojourn  where  the  beasts  of  prey 
Prow  I'd  in  the  night,  and  linger'd  through  the  day. 
Greenland,  the  realm  of  winter's  dreary  reign, 
With  pining  want  and  tempest  frown'd  in  vain. 
Yea  !  undismay'd  ye  sought  a  colder  shore, 

130  The  joyless  wastes  of  icy  Labrador. 

The  Lapland  serfs,  and  Tartary's  rugged  horde, 
Shared  in  the  comfort  which  your  words  afford  ; 
And  North  America  from  many  a  wild 
Whispers  the  praises  of  her  forest-child. 

135  Hope's  sunny  Cape  deserved  her  welcome  name, 
When  there  with  news  of  peace  and  love  ye  came  : 
Lepers  ye  tended,  by  compassion  sway'd — 
Painful  the  task,  most  grateful  was  the  aid. 
The  toilworn  bands,  West  Indian  isles  among, 

140  Hearing  the  truth  were  reconciled  to  wrong. 
Serene  through  taunts  and  lashes  many  a  slave 
Felt  the  pure  freedom  which  the  Gospel  gave. 
Surinam  too,  and  thankful  Berbice  tell 
Of  labours  kindly  borne,  and  valued  well. 

145  The  fragrant  Ceylon  testifies  your  care, 

Possessing  spices  *  nature  brought  not  there. 

*  "  Awake,  O  north  wind ;  and  come  thou  south  ;  blow  upon  my 
garden,  that  the  spices  thereof  may  flow  out."     Canticles  iv.  16. 


60  THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE 

No  coasts  so  savage,  as  your  faith  to  scare, 
And  few  remain  unconscious  of  your  care. 
Earth  bounds  your  labours,  all  you  deem  allied 

150  Who  fell  in  Adam — for  whom  Christ  hath  died. 
Still  may  your  zeal,  like  Judah's  sacred  fire, 
Lit  by  one  hand  ne'er  languish,  or  expire. 
And  like  the  immortal  band  of  warriors  true, 
May  fresh  recruits  your  wasted  troops  renew. 

155  Yet  may  your  sons  with  sainted  fathers  vie, 
Disdaining  furlough,  toiling  till  they  die  ; 
Knowing,  whate'er  of  suffering  befal, 
One  hour  with  God  will  compensate  for  all. 
While  the  blest  hope  of  his  approving  smile 

160  Can  sweeten  pain,  and  weariness  beguile. 


Nor  can  I  pass  o'er  Eliot's  name  unsung, 
Styled  the  Apostle  Indian  tribes  among  ; 
Who  struggled  much  with  persevering  mind, 
Worn  out  by  hardships,  yet  to  them  resign'd ; 

165  Now  building  cities,  now  enacting  laws, 
Now  pleading  earnestly  his  Maker's  cause, 
Or  writing  truths  by  Hebrew  minstrels  sung 
In  tedious  words  of  many  a  jarring  tongue  ; 
Or  journeying  oft,  with  toil  and  age  opprest, 

170  Careless  of  comfort,  negligent  of  rest. 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  61 

Swamps  lay  before  hirn,  yet  the  hopeless  state 
Of  untaught  Indians  would  fresh  zeal  create. 
Snares  were  around  him,  yet  the  prowler's  knife 
Possess'd  no  fiat  o'er  the  strings  of  life. 

175  Years  witness  frequent  change — his  lofty  aim 
In  youth  and  age  ne'er  varied — still  the  same. 
Not  Spanish  gold,  or  Glory's  vain  behest 
Made  him  with  warlike  tribes  so  oft  a  guest. 
He   sought   not  theirs,   but   them — his   anxious 
cares 

180  Were    blest — his    portion    was    themselves,    not 
theirs. 
A  heavenly  Guide  the  flock  benignly  led 
To  cooling  streams,  and  in  green  pastures  fed. 
Unmixt  delight  refresh' d  the  keeper's  breast, 
Himself  was  happy,  and  his  charge  was  blest. 

185  And  while  a  mind  by  one  great  purpose  fired, 

Damp'd  by  no  perils,  by  no  labours  tired, 
May  win  our  plaudits,  and  direct  our  aim, 
Embalm'd    and    treasured    shall    be    Brainerd's 

name. 
While  health  allow'd,  by  toils  and  watchings  bent, 

190  In  sickness  e'en  with  feebler  power  intent; 
Impell'd  by  holy  Love's  constraining  power 
He  spent  his  manhood's  strength,  and  latest  hour, 


62  THE    MISSIONARY    AND    THE 

Like  wounded  bees,  that  tire  beneath  their  freight, 
Yet  for  the  hive  maintain  a  homeward  flight. 

195  Nor  will  I  thee,  respected  Swartz,  forget, 

Who  by  thy  deeds  and  pattern  speakest  yet  ; 
Of  judgment  clear,  and  penetrating  eye, 
Skill'd  in  the  network  of  diplomacy  ; 
Blest  in  thy  toils  to  thousands ;  thousands  too, 

200  Thy  faith  disclaiming,  yet  thy  virtues  knew. 
When  on  Tanjore  War  piled  his  heap  of  woes, 
Famine  within,  without  relentless  foes, 
And  moody  swains,  fit  recompense  denied, 
Withheld  their  grain,  and  drove  their  herds  aside. 

205  Edicts  were  vain  :  the  Rajah  disobey'd 

Moved  not  by  promise,  nor  by  threats  dismay' d  : 
Once  and  again  thou,  trusted  in  distress, 
Filledst  the  fort  with  hope  and  plenteousness. 
Warn'd  by  thy  voice  the  Judge  his  bribes  forbore, 

210  And  thieves  reclaim'd  resolved  to  steal  no  more. 
With    love,    not    vengeance,    gallant    warriors 

burn'd, 
The  mean  oppressor  evil  gains  return'd. 
Sued  for  no  favours,  by  no  flattery  bought 
Admiring  nobles  thy  acquaintance  sought : 

215  The  poor  discern'd  amid  thy  glow  of  zeal 
A  voice  to  pity,  and  a  heart  to  feel. 


WIFE    OF    THE   MISSIONARY.  63 

Mysore's  proud  King,*  in  war  and  cunning  tried 
Loved  Britain's  friend,  and  on  his  faith  relied. 
Tanj  ore's  expiring  chief  consign'd  his  heir 
220  By  legions  guarded  to  thy  trustful  care  : 
The  duteous  pupil  thee  as  "  Father  "  hail'd, 
Sooth'd  thee  declining,  and  when  dead  bewail'd. 
Still  grateful  Hindoos  shall  for  aye  proclaim 
Thy  works  of  love,  thy  unforgotten  name. 

225  Thee,  Heber,  too,  with  willing  notes  I  praise, 

And  mourn  the  shortness  of  thy  well-spent  days. 
Vast  was  thy  learning,  humble  yet  thy  mind, 
Thy  manners  grace  with  tenderness  combined. 
Thy  conversation  round  the  social  board 

230  "With  themes  of  mirth  and  usefulness  was  stored. 
Bards,  who  admired  thy  tuneful  lyre,  complain 
That  envious  silence  stopp'd  too  soon  the  strain. 
In  fond  remembrance  India's  sons  commend 
The  faithful  watchman,  yet  the  gentlest  friend. 

235  One  morn  thou  wast  array'd  in  vestments  white, 
Aiding  the  young  by  Confirmation's  rite. 
The  morrow's  Sun  its  fervid  chariot  drave, 
And  thou  wast  lying  tranquil  in  the  grave. 
Thy  lips  had  bless'd — now  were  their  blessings  o'er, 

240  Thy  knees  oft  bent  in  pray'r  would  bend  no  more. 

*  Hyder  Ali. 


64  THE    MISSIONARY  AND    THE 

Thy  feet  unwearied  in  the  work  of  God 
Lay,  still  and  palsied,  underneath  the  sod. 

Nor  unremember'd  in  my  -venturous  strain 
Shall  Martyn's  name,  and  works  of  love  remain, 
245  Who,  skill'd  in  science,  fond  of  classic  lore, 
In  willing  banishment  sought  Dinapore, 
Quitting  the  bowers  of  academic  ease, 
And  Gurlyn's  plains  which  never  fail'd  to  please. 
When  faint  and  wan  to  Persia's  land  consign' d, 
250  He  deem'd  no  respite  needed  for  his  mind, 

Nerved  with  resolve,  which  'gainst  obstructions 

stood, 
Sustain'd  by  faith,  the  spring  of  hardihood, 
And  joy  from  heaven,  which  made  his  trials  less, 
Or  caused  a  triumph  in  his  weariness. 
255  At  home — abroad — in  Fortune's  frown,  or  gleam, 
He  sought  refreshment  at  a  living  stream. 
Call'd  early,  but  prepared  ;  in  studies  rife 
He  wrought  the  labours  of  a  longer  life. 
Through  him  to  Persians  and  Hindoos  were  given 
260  Translated  oracles,  the  lore  of  heaven. 

No  anxious  friend  his  parting  words  received, 
Dispell'd  his  sadness,  or  his  wants  relieved. 
Lonely  he  sank,  by  toil  and  heat  opprest ; 
The  way  was  weary,  but  the  end  was  rest. 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  65 

265  Nor  will  Buchanan's  toils  secreted  be 

In  the  dark  waters  of  Oblivion's  sea, 
While  Britain  rules  the  realms,  where  Indus  glides, 
And  fabled  G-unga,  mocking  Ocean's  tides, 
And  England's  Church  proclaims  from  age  to  age 

270  The  sons,  that  throve  beneath  her  patronage. 

His  time — his  mind's  best  powers — his  all — were 

spent 
To  serve  his  Lord,  who  such  endowments  lent. 

Long  Carey  labour'd  in  translations  tried, 
His  burning  zeal  all  obstacles  defied ; 
275  He  left  pursuits  of  trade  at  Duty's  call, 

And  plied  the  pen  more  deftly  than  the  awl.* 


Bear  witness,  Isles,  a  tropic  ocean's  pride, 
"Where  Williams  nobly  lived,  and  bravely  died, 
And  ye,  who  throve  'neath  his  paternal  care, 
280  Heirs  of  his  faith  and  hopes,  oh  witness  bear. 
For  your  behalf  his  country's  arts  he  wrought, 
And  beastsf  for  profit,  and  for  pleasure,  brought. 
Just  laws  he  framed,  and  shapely  houses  rear'd, 
Yet  pastor  still  in  Christian  guise  appear'd. 

*  He  had  worked  as  a  shoemaker  at  Hackleton, 

f  Williams  introduced  at  Raiatea  and  elsewhere,  horses,  asses, 
and  cattle. — Missionary   Enterprises,  Chap,  xxiii. 
F 


66  THE    MISSIONARY  AND    THE 

285  Nature  on  him  much  lavish'd — Learning  more, 
And  Grace  was  plenteous  from  a  heavenly  store. 
From  year  to  year  a  brighter  prospect  gleam'd, 
More  loved,  more  trusted,  and  more  bless'd  he 

seem'd. 
Vainly  our  hopes  aspired,  the  Herald  fell 

290  Spreading  the  tidings,  which  he  prized  so  well. 
Slaughter'd  in  Erromanga's  faithless  coast 
The  sainted  Hero  join'd  the  martyr'd  host. 
Still  may  his  blood  in  future  years  be  found 
A  seed  of  promise,  bursting  from  the  ground. 

295  Sad  Raiatea  oft  from  coral  cells 

In  piteous  dirges  her  bereavement  tells. 

Dejected  Eimeo  owns  a  boundless  debt, 

And  Rarotonga  fails  not  to  regret. 

Him  Polynesia  from  her  peopled  shores 
300  Cut  off  too  soon  with  unspent  grief  deplores. 

New  Zealand's  tribes  have  felt  Truth's  holy 
fire, 
And  hail'd  the  bearer,  as  a  nation's  sire. 
On  Marsden's  face  the  ling'ring  eyes  would  gaze, 
When  the  tranced  ears  had  heard  of  Wisdom's 
ways  ; 


WIFE   OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  67 

305  And  peaceful  chiefs  rejoiced  from  shore  to  shore 
To  convoy  forward  Christ's  ambassador. 


Yet  could  I  tell  of  Ward,  and  Marshman's 
zeal, 
And  Gericke,  burning  for  the  Hindoo's  weal, 
And  tireless  Chamberlain,  e'er  hast'ning  on, 

310  Judicious  Corrie,  Brown,  and  Thomason. 
More  could  I  say  (and  may  the  sacred  fire 
Ne'er  lose  its  lustre,  or  in  gloom  expire  !) 
Of  Ellis  coasting  in  the  southern  sea, 
Winning  fresh  trophies  from  Idolatry, 

315  And  Selwyn  too,  his  mitre  laid  aside, 

Ranging  the  bush,  and  combating  the  tide, 
And  countless  more,  who  supplicating  cry 
For  help  from  heaven,  and  toils  in  patience  ply. 

Who  will  not  Moffat,  honour'd  saint,  commend  ; 

320  The  peasant's  comrade,  and  the  monarch's  friend  ; 
Resigning  home's  refinement  and  repose 
For  savage  hordes  amid  a  host  of  foes  ? 
In  council  sage,  when  legions,  train'd  to  slay, 
Like  locust-swarms,  descended  to  the  prey, 

325  And  skill'd  in  peace  to  shape  the  heated  ore, 

And  frame  just  laws,  where  wrong  prevail'd  before. 


66  THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE 

lu  deserts  oft  denied  his  thirst  to  slake, 
Chased  by  the  lion,  struggling  with  the  snake. 
By  hairbreadth  risks,  and  long  privations  tried, 
330  Through  love  to  Christ,  and  those  for  whom  he 
died. 
But  harvests  crown'd  the  once  unfruitful  soil, 
And  hours  o'erpaid  long  years  of  fear  and  toil. 

Thrice  happy  such  to  serve  a  Lord  above, 
Whose  name  is  Faithful,  and  whose  banner  Love. 
335  They  prized  their  Master's  will,  and  knew  the  call 
In  hope  to  labour  or  as  martyrs  fall. 
Their   spoils    are    deathless    souls,    whose    love 

shall  be 
A  crown  of  gladness  through  Eternity. 
Priests  in  devotion,  monarchs  in  their  sway, 
3  40  With  wealth  and  halls  that  yield  not  to  decay. 
They    bloom    in    fadeless    youth,    though    earth 

expires 
With  transient  honours  in  funereal  fires. 

But  there  are  others  still,  who  nobly  dare 
In  hazards,  toils,  and  banishment  to  share, 
345  Sisters  of  those  who  with  their  Lord  would  be 
His  wants  to  aid,  his  dying  throes  to  see  ; 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  69 

The  last  to  leave  him,  foremost  to  rejoice, 
Flush'd*  by  his  conquest,  gladden'd  by  his  voice. 


Yon  pensive  voyager  has  sigh'd  adieu 

350  To  friends  receding  from  her  aching  view. 
She  gazes  on,  as  if  'twere  some  relief 
To  gaze  yet  more,  although  the  joy  be  brief. 
Friends,  kindred,  crags,  attract  her  wistful  gaze, 
'Till  all  has  vanish'd  in  the  distant  haze. 

355  With  restless  glance  she  strains  her  longing  eye, 
Loth  to  confess  she  looks  on  vacancy. 
Promiscuous  then  the  throbs  of  feeling  rise, 
Spontaneous  tears,  and  unforbidden  sighs  ; 
Shewing  in  this  deep  transport  of  regret 

360  She  feels  as  daughter — sister — woman  yet; 

But  with  a  Christian's  strength  upheld  she  feels, 
Nor  the  sure  help  that  name  inspires  conceals. 
It  dries  her  tears,  it  nerves  the  quivering  lip, 
Delightful  guerdon  of  discipleship. 

365  Calm'd  by  her  fate's  companion  she  surveys 
A  joyous  prospect  of  approaching  days. 
What  though  she  tarry  'neath  inclement  skies, 
Her  Master's  cause  endears  the  sacrifice. 

*  "  And  they  departed  quickly  from  the  sepulchre  with  fear  and 
great  joy." — Matt,  xxviii.  8. 


70  THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE 

Persuasive  Duty  pleads  in  melting  lore, 
370  And  Faith  shews  fadeless  joys,  when  life  is  o'er, 
'Till  half  displeased  she  scans  the  watery  way, 
That  wraps  her  projects  in  a  long  delay. 
Observe  her  smile — its  conscious  lines  portray 
Allegiance  temper  d  with  affection's  sway. 
375  Words  are  faint  signs — that  dove-like  eye  can  tell 
Of  love  unspoken,  and  unspeakable. 
With  meek  regard  thus  Eve  her  consort  view'd, 
While  gushing  joy  took  place  of  solitude, 
Waking  to  bliss  the  heart's  most  secret  core, 
380  Which  prized  the  gift,  and  yet  the  Giver  more. 


List  to  her  voice — its  tones  with  wondrous 
spell, 
Like  David's  harp,  successive  cares  dispel; 
Potent  to  cheer,  confirm,  and  guide  aright, 
In  mirth  and  sorrow  welcomed  with  delight. 
385  Her  measured  praise  is  high  and  worthy  meed 
For  hardy  durance,  and  adventurous  deed. 

That  tranquil  bosom's  undisputed  throne 
A  Guest  unearthly  reckons  for  his  own, 
Supreme  in  might,  controlling  all  the  powers 
390  Of  thought  and  wish,  that  suit  a  world  like  ours. 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  71 

Lodged  in  that  calm  retreat  through  girlhood's 
days 
Confiding  friendship  shot  its  sunny  rays, 
Which  warm  and  pure  with  double  lustre  came, 
When  lips  of  kindred  fann'd  the  sacred  flame. 
395  O'er  all  her  acts  a  charm  religion  threw, 
Which  plastic  art  nor  skilful  nature  knew, 
Faith  to  the  soul  a  loftier  impulse  gave, 
Implanting  hopes  that  soar  beyond  the  grave. 


Months,  years,  roll  on,   but  with  each  day 
arrives 

400  The  grace  that  aids,  the  solace  that  revives. 
The  wife  looks  forward  in  more  trustful  mood, 
The  past  exciting  depths  of  gratitude  : 
Elate  with  high  resolve,  yet  not  the  less 
Rich  in  unsullied  truth,  and  tenderness; 

405  No  fainter  smile,  no  dimmer  eye  she  bears, 
Nor  mind  less  fitted  for  domestic  cares. 
Blasts  may  howl  near,  and  waves  of  discord  swell, 
But  Peace  within  maintains  its  citadel. 
Joy  smiles  serene,  no  needless  griefs  corrode 

410  The  cheerful  precincts  of  her  calm  abode. 

As  when  on  Alpine  heights  the  sunbeams  glow, 
While  all  is  tempest  in  the  vale  below. 


72  THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE 

Her  acts,  like  tokens,  and  her  words  proclaim 
Forsaken  Albion,  and  endear  the  name, 

415  For  absent  kindred  cease  her  consort's  sighs, 
Her  faithful  love  each  vacant  place  supplies. 
She  with  kind  words,  and  kinder  actions  blends 
The  faith  she  owns,  the  practice  she  commends  ; 
Mild  in  demeanour,  and  in  judgment  clear, 

420  Quick  to  commence,  and  firm  to  persevere, 
And  welcome  ever  in  the  Heathen's  sight, 
As  a  fair  star  upon  the  brow  of  night. 

Hester,*  I  turn  to  thee,  endear'd  to  fame, 
Partner  of  Judson's  labours,  and  his  name, 

425  No  meteor  fire  attracted  thee  to  roam 

Far  from  the  pleasing  blandishments  of  home. 
'Twas  thine  to  leave,  yet  none  could  prize  them 

more, 
The  soft  endearments  of  thy  native  shore. 
Friendship's  firm  tie,  and  kindred's  stronger  band, 

430  And  all  the  nameless  spells  of  fatherland 
Thy  notice  claim'd :  but  in  full  force  array'd 
Ne'er  shook  thy  purpose,  or  thy  course  delay'd, 
These  might  be  lost,  yet  did  joy's  varnish' d  smile 
Thy  untried  heart  to  latent  risks  beguile  ? 

*  Mrs.  A.  Hester  Judson,  an  American  lady  of  distinguished 
piety,  died  in  Birmah,  October  24th,  1826. 


WIFE    OF    THE    MISSIONARY.  76 

435  Did  distant  kinsmen  on  a  happier  shore 

'Mid  thy  sweet  pleasures  promise  give  of  more  ? 
Or  wast  thou  lured  to  view  some  lovely  dale 
Blazon'd  by  warrior's  feats  or  minstrel's  tale  ? 
Ungenial  prospects  met  thy  glancing  eye, 

440  Faint  partial  presage  of  futurity. 

Thou  hast'nest  onward,  as  a  secret  power 
Drew,  led  thee,  kept  thee  in  each  doubtful  hour. 
The  cloudy  pillar  moved  before  thine  eye, 
And  only  stay'd  when  thou  wast  call'd  to  die. 

445  The  stream  of  bitterness  with  murmurs  hoarse 
Deepen'd  and  widen'd  in  its  downward  course. 
In  pagan  shores,  and  din  of  arms,  was  spent 
A  life  of  labours,  care,  and  banishment. 
But  Faith's  bright  star  around  its  lustre  threw, 

450  Secreted  never  from  thy  rapturous  view, 
Shew'd  to  thy  gaze  the  Rock  of  Ages  nigh, 
And  distant  realms  of  Immortality. 


Yet  thou  hadst  other  sufferings  beside 
The  common  portion  of  the  pastor's  bride, 
455  War  brought  distressful  ills,  and  tempests  dread 
Burst  darkly  low'ring  on  thy  saintly  head. 
'Twas  thine  to  see  the  partner  of  thy  fate 
With  insult  vext,  assail'd  by  savage  hate, 


74  THE   MISSIONAKY  AND   THE 

As  felon  bound,  a  felon's  portion  rue, 

460  Of  crimes  suspected,  which  he  never  knew. 

Thou    fear'dst   his   death-hour   with   excitement 

wild, 
Gazing  with  anguish  on  thy  helpless  child. 
'Twas  thine  with  heroine  fortitude  to  wait 
Sad,  though  untiring,  at  the  jailer's  gate, 

465  And  if  allow'd  thy  prison'd  lord  to  cheer, 

Thou  heard'st  of  trials  render'd  worse  by  fear, 

Expert  thy  freight  of  sorrows  to  conceal, 

And   feign    a   gladness  which  thou  could'st  not 

feel; 
Accustom'd  thus  to  ope  the  cells  of  joy, 

470  To  share  each  grief,  and  half  its  sting  destroy, 
And  then  in  tears  and  solitude  to  roam 
Friendless,  belated,  to  thy  distant  home. 
Rumour  predicted  harm,  the  seasons  slow 
Waken' d  fresh  terror,  and  protracted  woe. 

475  But  thou  didst  rise  weak  woman's  fears  above, 
Strong  in  the  faithfulness  of  woman's  love, 
Unbent,  unbending,  though  thy  feeble  form 
Like  a  frail  aspen  quiver'd  to  the  storm. 
But  as  the  sea's  tired  surges  gain  repose, 

480  And  wintry  days  in  vernal  gladness  close, 
For  thee,  a  witness  what  thy  sex  might  be. 
Was  found  a  refuge  in  Eternity. 


WIFE    OP    THE    MISSIONARY.  75 

Methinks  I  see  thee  on  thy  couch  of  death, 
Exhausted,  wan,  and  faltering  for  breath, 

485  Reft  of  thy  spouse,  who  was  not  nigh  to  tell 
Of  fadeless  hopes,  and  speak  a  fond  farewell ; 
Thy  thoughts  have  wander'd  o'er  the  tossing  sea, 
To  kindred  treasured  from  thy  infancy, 
And   now   are   fix'd   on   woes,    and   wants,    and 
fears, 

490  Which  on  thy  form  have  wrought  the  work  of 
years. 
The  king  of  terrors  in  his  dim  array, 
Uncourteous  messenger,  forbids  delay. 
Yet  not  for  all  that  fancy's  voice  has  lent, 
Would' st  thou  thy  choice  though  steep'd  in  tears 
repent. 

495  Thy   faith  had  stood,   thy  troublous  days  were 
sped, 
And  glory's  crown  was  weaving  for  thy  head. 
Nor  e'en  could  health  thy  wasted  form  restore, 
Would'st  thou  abandon  thy  adopted  shore. 
The  grateful  hearts  of  millions  yet  to  be 

500  In  happier  ages  shall  remember  thee. 

Thy  work  of  love  shall  Birmah's  children  know, 
When  Gaudama's  pagodas  crumble  low, 
And  soaring  spires  of  Christian  fanes  shall  gleam 
On  Pegu's  fort,  and  Irrawaddy's  stream, 


76  THE    MISSIONARY   AND    THE 

505  And  lit  with  truth  the  golden  city*  bring 
Its  keys  of  sov'reignty  to  Zion's  King. 

Nor  can  I  fail  a  kindred  breast  to  praise 
The  trusted  playmate  of  thy  youthful  days, 
-Prompt  to  resign  at  duty's  urgent  call 
510  Her     earthly     hopes — her    friends — her    life— 
her  all. 
'Twas  in  her  heart,  as  David's,  to  design 
More  than  she  wrought  to  aid  the  cause  divine. 
And  He,  who  deign'd  the  minstrel  king  to  bless, 
Claim'd  but  the  first-fruits  of  devotedness. 
515  Eager  for  toils  she  sped  to  India's  plains, 

Where  Satan  soothed  by  pomp  and  victims  reigns. 
But  God  unerring  barr'd  the  mystic  door, 
And  sent  his  handmaid  to  a  seagirt  shore,  f 

She  hasten'd  there,  and  died,  "  Be  still — I'm  Cod, ' 
520  Was  said, — -in  stillness  she  obey'd  his  nod. 

And  while  the  eye  illumed  by  grace  can  scan 
Love  to  Jehovah,  and  his  creature  man, 
The  Church   of  Christ  shall  Winslow's    service 

praise, 
And  Ceylon's  isle  a  grateful  echo  raise. 

*  Ava.         f  Mrs.  Harriet  Newell,  died  at  the  Isle  of 
France..  November,  30th,  1812. 


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77 


525  None  more  I  name  :  why  should  my  strains 

reveal 
The  cheerful  progress  of  their  modest  zeal  ? 
For  God  they  labour'd,  and  their  actions  lie 
Enroll'd  in  records  of  Eternity. 


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BOOK    Y. 


TRIUMPHS  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

Progress  of  the  Gospel,  1-28 — Effects,  general,  29-78,  and 
Individual,  79-82— Africaner,  83-120— The  Fantees,  121- 

.  126— Abdool  Messeeh,  127-152— Tuglavina,  153-160— 
Finau,  161-168— Roraatane,  169-182— Tamatoa,  183-196 
— Auna,  197-202— The  Tahitian,  203-270— The  Redman 
of  America,  271-276— Enlarged  hopes,  277-334. 


TRIUMPHS  OF    THE   GOSPEL. 


i:Pale  Greenland  hears  amid  her  waste  of  snow, 
And  sudden  smiles  unbend  her  hoary  brow. 
The  western  world  of  woods  so  silent  long, 
Claps  its  glad  hands,  and  peals  the  choral  song. 
Eastward  old  Gunga's  far  resounding  flood, 
Rolls  its  broad  billows  to  the  praise  of  God, 
And  more  than  natural  beauty  blooms  and  smiles, 
Where  breathes  the  South  upon  Pacific  isles."— Hankinson. 


Who  cannot  sing  of  trophies,  proud  remains 
Of  strife  and  hazards  in  contested  plains  ? 
When  hath  the  harp,  to  themes  of  triumph  used, 
In  Glory's  cause  her  tuneful  aid  refused  ? 
Heroic  exploits,  an  inspiring  spell, 
Urged  earth's  sublimest  bards  to  sing  so  well. 
The  sightless  sage  from  Scio's  wild  domains, 
To  Grecia's  prowess  tuned  immortal  strains, 

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82  TRIUMPHS  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

And  Rome's  great  minstrel  glow'd  with  sacred 
fires 
10  At  hardwon  conquests  of  his  Trojan  sires. 

Who    fails   to   praise,    when    victors  mercy 
shew, 
Comfort  the  comfortless,  and  raise  the  low, 
Shewing  in  murky  skies  the  distant  beam, 
'Till  future  years  with  smiling  promise  gleam  ? 

15  And  who  so  abject,  so  enthrall'd  by  woe, 
And  wrung  with  terror,  as  Messiah's  foe 
When  undeceived  he  knows  his  leader's  aim, 
Condemns  his  treason,  and  deplores  his  shame  ? 
Yet  Christ,  benignant  Victor,  deigns  to  cheer 

20  The  drooping  heart,  and  lull  the  rising  fear. 
His  gifts  ne'er  fail,  love  gilds  his  feats  of  might, 
Easy  his  yoke,  and  every  burden  light. 
With  nobler  zeal  the  rescued  legions  burn, 
Shun  their  old  chief,  and  all  his  guerdon  spurn  ; 

25  Whose  hollow  promise  by  dissembled  wiles 
Cheats,  while  it  lures,  debases,  and  defiles. 
An  Angel's  form  of  light  he  takes  at  will, 
Plies  his  old  purpose,  and  is  Satan  still. 


The  mystic  ark  proceeds,  glad  news  resound, 
30  The  desert  blooms,  the  joyous  hills  rebound. 


TRIUMPHS  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  83 

Despair  retires,  and  devotees  refrain 
From  needless  toils,  and  self-inflicted  pain. 
Thousands,  like  lions,  in  their  furious  mood 
Seem  in  the  meekness  of  the  lamb  renew'd. 

35  Others  notorious  for  their  serpent  guile 
In  candour  speak,  and  unsuspected  smile. 
Of  household  rites  the  cherish'd  wife  possessed 
Cheers  and  rejoices,  blesses  and  is  bless' d. 
Parental  hearts  in  warmer  feelings  melt, 

40  And  filial  love  is  sought  for,  and  is  felt. 
The  slave,  deliver'd  from  the  galling  chain, 
Sits  'neath  his  vine  in  Freedom's  happy  reign. 
The  poor,  the  rude,  the  wealthy,  and  the  wise, 
Are  one  in  Christ,  and  prize  their  kindred  ties. 

45  Oppression  ceases :  chiefs  and  people  deem 

The  power  of  law  unfetter'd  and  supreme. 
From  fatal  strifes  conflicting  armies  cease, 
And  raise  a  temple  to  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 
As  Sabine  hosts  in  warm  affection's  glow 

50  Renounced  their  arms,  and  clasp'd  the  recent  foe. 
Contiguous  tribes  ancestral  feuds  forget, 
Glad  to  exchange  the  friendly  calumet.* 
The  war-tide  pass'd,  and  suns  more  genial  shone, 
And  dried  the  channel  that  it  roll'd  upon. 

*  The  North  American  Indian's  pipe  of  peace. 


84  TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

55  Caste,    which    possess'd    a    long    despotic 

reign, 
Foresees  its  fall,  and  rues  a  shiver'd  chain. 
Error's  colossus  firm  in  ages  past 
Bends  'neath  its  load,  and  quivers  to  the  blast. 
The  revel  feast,  and  choral  dance  decline, 

60  While  holy  praises  greet  the  ear  divine. 
Time-honour'd  idols,  like  old  Dagon,  nod, 
And  prostrate  fall  before  the  ark  of  God. 
No  howling  Pihis*  lifeless  friends  deplore, 
For   Heaven   has  joys    where   partings    are    no 
more. 


65  The  arts  are  studied,  thriving  trade  explores 

Internal  means,  and  visits  distant  shores. 
The  teeming  orchards  yield  their  stores  to  view, 
Imported  flowers  display  a  gorgeous  hue. 
Braced    for    fresh    toils    disport    the    sprightly 
steeds, 

70  And  sheep  and  oxen  range  the  flowery  meads. 
Plenty  bedecks  the  realm  in  spangled  pride, 
With  healthy  labour  toiling  at  her  side. 
Aspiring  mansions  grace  romantic  plains, 
And  mines  disclose  their  lead  and  silver  veins. 

*  Pihi,  the  funeral  dirge  of  the  New  Zealanders. 


TRIUMPHS  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  85 

75  Who  would  the  Swerga*   and  its  pleasures 

prize, 
When  Truth  depicts  the  bliss  of  Paradise  ? 
Amrita's  fabled  waters  may  not  vie, 
With  living  founts  of  Immortality. 

Pleasing  the  theme  to   trace  from  coast  to 
coast 
80  The  vanquish'd  saved  to  join  Messiah's  host, 
Once  Satan's  bondsmen,  'till  from  rites  abhorr'd 
Shrinking  with  shame   they  own'd    a   heavenly 
Lord. 

Let  Africaner  take  the  foremost  place, 
Noted  in  crime,  as  prominent  in  grace. 

85  He,  chief  of  Namaquas,  renown'd  in  arms, 
Unused  to  peace,  and  heedless  of  her  charms, 
From  the  G-areep,  j  presageful  name  of  dread, 
Rapacious  bands  to  certain  triumph  led. 
He  loved  the  clang  of  war :  no  place  could  yield 

90  Unbounded  pleasure  like  the  battle-field. 
The  smoking  hamlet,  and  the  dismal  sight 
Of  slaughter'd  foemen  were  his  chief  delight. 

*  Swerga,  the  Hindoo's  Paradise. 

f  Another  name  for  the  Orange  River. 


86  TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

The  orphan's  plaint,  the  widow's  mournful  sigh, 
Fell  on  his  ear  more  sweet  than  minstrelsy. 
95  Terror  and  wrath  obey'd  the  chieftain's  nod, 
And  blight  and  havoc  linger'd  where  he  trod. 
With  conquest  flush'd,  and  vengeance  in  his  eye, 
He  awed  to  flight  a  Christian  colony, 
Bidding  contiguous  swains  their  course  retrace, 
100  And  leave  a  realm  reserved  for  Afric's  race. 
But  Mercy's  herald  on  kind  acts  intent, 
Uncall'd,  uriwelcomed,  seeks  the  warrior's  tent. 
He  hears — he  weeps — and  rues  his  favourite  aim, 
Rends    trophied   wreaths,    and   deems   his   glory 

shame, 
105  Resigns  his  spoils,  and  captured  realms  foregoes, 
And  pleads  for  treaties  with  defeated  foes, 
Greeting  the  chiefs,  from  whom  his  palms  where 

won, 
In  love  surpassing  those  by  arms  outdone. 
Heart  leagues  with  heart,  and  hand  to  hand  is 

press'd, 
110  Friends,  once  accursed  as  foes,  the  lip  has  bless'd; 
Though  strife  had  thinn'd  the  ranks  from  day  to 

day, 
And  Grareep's  wave  ran  purpled  with  the  fray. 
Uncheck'd  the  lion  roves,  the  pastor's  fold 
Quails  at  no  roar,  nor  fears  assailant  bold. 


TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL.  87 

115  The  friendly  king  throughout  the  sultry  day 
Feeds  with  the  lambs,  and  scares  the  wolf  away. 
In  those  mild  eyes  affection  reigns  alone, 
Which  once  fierce  passion  boasted  for  her  own. 
To  aid,  not  injure,  others  was  his  aim, 

120  And  love  supplied  more  happiness  than  fame. 

In  western  Afric  Mercy's  soothing  voice, 
Made  warworn  Fantees*  in  their  ills  rejoice. 
In  wrathful  breasts  benignant  pity  rose, 
And  own'd  for  brothers  unrelenting  foes, 
125  'Till  childless  sires  with  soft  forgiveness  burn'd, 
Forgot  old  feuds,  and  good  for  ill  return'd. 

Mighty  is  Truth :  its  suasive  words  inflame 
Hearts,  which  have  loved  the   false  Mahom- 

med's  name. 
Once  Abdool  Messeeh  prized  the  Crescent's  sign, 
130  And  bow'd  a  suppliant  at  Allah's  shrine, 
And  lightly  trod  near  Error's  dark  abyss, 
Unconscious  of  the  beetling  precipice. 
He  read  the  Koran,  uninstructed  saw 
The  Prophet's  life  at  variance  with  his  law, 

*  Fantees,  a  tribe  in  Western  Africa  almost  annihilated  by  the 
Ashantees. 


88  TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

135  And  idly  hoped  to  share  in  realms  of  bliss 
Joys  that  degrade  the  soul  of  man  in  this. 
He  goes  an  idle  hour  to  while  away, 
Or  hoard  fresh  satire  for  a  future  day. 
Where  Martyn,  legate  from  a  western  shore, 

140  Blossoms  of  hope,  and  leaves  of  healing  bore. 
The  zealot  listens,  but  the  words  he  hears 
Are  grave,  not  trifling,  wake  not  mirth,  but  fears. 
Like  pilgrim  bent  on  flight,  yet  doubtful  where, 
The  landscape  flaming  with  the  lightning's  glare, 

145  Thus  He  with  straining  eye,  and  ear  intent, 
And  face  betokening  deep  astonishment, 
Remain'd  in  breathless  awe :  the  destined  dart, 
Thrown  at  a  venture,  strikes  his  musing  heart. 
O'er  heinous  sins  and  useless  years  he  weeps, 

150  He  sows  in  sadness,  but  in  joy  he  reaps, 

Proclaims  the  blessings  of  Emmanuel's  reign, 
And  hymns  its  glories  in  an  eastern  strain. 

In  lawless  fury  Tuglavina  bore 
Terror  and  grief  through  icy  Labrador. 
155  Widows  and  orphans  o'er  oppression  sigh'd, 
And  guiltless  foes  through  fabled  charges  died. 
With   conscience   sear'd   by   frequent   crimes    of 

years, 
Of  cleansing  blood  and  saving  grace  he  hears, 


TRIUMPHS  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  89 

And  purged  from  magic  arts  and  murder's  stain 
160  Dies  a  meek  subject  of  Messiah's  reign. 

Imperious  Finau  claims  a  record  brief, 
Of  Samoan  isles  the  far-famed  warrior  chief, 
"Who  for  each  Christian  clansman  death  design'd, 
Lord  of  the  body,  powerless  with  the  mind, 
165  But  at  the  fires  of  mercy  forced  to  melt 

Shares  in  the  gladness  which  his  people  felt, 
Bidding  the  heathen  turn  from  blocks  of  stone, 
And  sue  for  mercy  at  Jehovah's  throne. 

In  group  of  Hervey  isles,  a  Christian  true, 

1 70  Lives  Roniatane,  the  chief  of  Atiu, 

"Who  bore  to  hapless  Mauke  war's  deadly  tide, 
When  struck  by  pestilence  her  warriors  died, 
And,  worse  than  Nature's  scourge,  almost  bereft 
The  isle  of  habitants  the  plague  had  left. 

175  Homeward  he  sail'd,  but  soon  return'd — and  now 
Contrition's  finger  marks  his  peaceful  brow. 
He  speaks — no  threatenings  through  the  air  have 

rung, 
He  pleads — but  wiles  are  absent  from  his  tongue. 
He  tells  his  ancient  foes,  unnerved  by  fear, 

180  The  sterner  terrors  of  a  judgment  near, 


90  TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

And  shews  how  Mercy  deign'd  the  lost  to  save, 
And  bore  the  blow  unsparing  Justice  gave. 

'Mid  Mercy's  monuments  in  bold  relief 
Stands  Tamatoa,  Raiatea's  chief, 

185  Of  testy  mood,  which  would  in  strife  engage, 
And  nervous  arm,  obedient  to  his  rage ; 
Borne  by  wild  gusts,  which  reason  could  not  quell, 
Nor  Pity's  self  with  broken  tones  dispel, 
But  Anger  chiefly  held  destructive  reign, 

190  When  Kava  fumes  inflamed  his  madden'd  brain  ; 
His  war-club  then  he  grasp'd,  intent  to  slay 
Unwary  subjects,  a  defenceless  prey. 
He  hears  of  Pardon's  unexhausted  store, 
And  entrance  finds  at  Mercy's  open  door  ; 

195  Spurning  the  juice  with  wrath  and  madness  rife 
He  drinks  delighted  of  the  well  of  life. 

In  that  wave-circled  isle  with  Areois  class'd, 
Unhappy  years  the  priestly  Auna  pass'd, 
Inured  to  murders  dipt  in  scarlet  dye, 
200  And  nameless  acts  of  wild  debauchery ; 
He  freely  plunging  in  the  crimson  flood 
Eemoves  atrocious  stains  of  lust  and  blood. 

See  !  where  reclining  on  the  bed  of  death. 
The  old  Tahitian  with  expiring  breath 


TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL.  91 

205  Recounts  the  sins  and  griefs  of  bygone  years, 
And  tells  of  fadeless  hopes,  and  banish' d  fears. 
His  heart  with  comfort  teems,  his  speaking  eye 
Discerns  the  landscape  of  Eternity. 
"  Farewell,  my  friends,"  he  cries,  "  on  Canaan's 
shore 

210  We  meet  in  happiness  to  part  no  more. 

I  hear  death's  hast'ning  footstep,  yet  no  gloom 
Gathers  around  the  portals  of  the  tomb. 
If  fears  arise,  Hope  lifts  her  torch  of  light, 
Auspicious  beacon  in  the  shades  of  night : 

215  And  soon  through  Nature's  shatter'd  bars  I  rise 
To  happier  life,  a  dweller  in  the  skies. 

"  How  pure  the  Gospel  scheme  !  what  words 
portray 
The  bliss  it  grants,  the  ills  it  scares  away  ! 
Parents  were  mine,  endear'd  by  test  of  years, 
220  A   wife   who   crown'd  my  joys,    and  lull'd   my 
fears; 
My  lands  were  situate  where  in  genial  soil 
Prolific  trees  require  no  watchful  toil. 
The  cocoa-groves  replete  with  nectar  stand, 
And  bread  spontaneous  waits  the  grasping  hand, 
225  And  Nature's  charms  in  hill,  and  vale,  and  sea, 
Transport  my  soul  with  untold  ecstacy. 


92  TKITJMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

Yet  in  my  cup  care  threw  its  bitter  bane, 

And  turn'd  the  draughts  of  specious  joy  to  pain. 

"  Oft   subtle   Vice   its   blandishments    sup- 
plied, 
230  And  frequent  failures  former  vows  belied  ; 

'Till    grim    Remorse    would    harsh    reproaches 

bring, 
Rending  my  bosom  with  its  scorpion  sting. 
In  cool  reflection's  hour  I  felt  my  need 
Of  purer  worship,  and  a  holier  creed, 
235  Wishful  that  Grace  in  danger's  hour  may  bind 
The  stormy  passions  rolling  o'er  the  mind. 

"  I  saw  soft  woman,  prey  of  causeless  rage, 
Doom'd  to  capricious  wrongs  and  vassalage ; 
I  watch'd  oppressive  acts,  and  galling  fears, 
240  Her  smiles  unvalued  and  despised  her  tears. 

"  I  saw  the  Father's  spear  bespatter'd  o'er 
With  reeking  life-drops  of  infantile  gore. 

"  I  mark'd  my  comrades  wrong'd  by  priestly 
thrall, 
Unpitied  victims  at  the  marai  fall. 


TRIUMPHS    OF   THE    GOSPEL.  93 

245  Often  I  dreaded,  and  with  speed  I  fled 

The  ruthless  Tabu  *  destined  for  my  head, 
Trembling  for  years,  lest  some  unfriendly  voice 
Mark  me  for  slaughter,  as  by  Oro's  choice. 

"Thus   fell   my   sire   and   brethren  —  flight 
alone 
250  Screen'd  me  from  bleaching  by  the  altar-stone. 

"  I  witness'd  pilgrims  on  Death's  dreary  slope 
Strangers  to  comfort,  destitute  of  hope, 
And  deem'd  my  highest,  noblest  thoughts  suppress'd, 
A  hidden  mine  within  my  struggling  breast. 

255  "  As  when  the  storm's  unbridled  fury  roars 

'Mid  the  green  forests  of  our  trembling  shores, 
The  plantain-groves  in  grasp  of  ruin  writhe, 
Like  waving  grain  before  the  mower's  scythe. 
At  length  the  sun,  no  more  beclouded,  shines 

260  With  gorgeous  lustre  o'er  a  thousand  isles, 
And  the  Pacific  lulls  her  troubled  breast 
In  tranquil  quiet,  as  a  babe  at  rest. 
Thus  in  my  heart,  to  hopeless  gloom  a  prey, 
Rose  the  bright  dawning  of  the  Grospel  day, 

*  Tabu,  a  religious  interdict  in  the  South  Sea  Islands  on  man 
or  land.  When  one  individual  of  a  family  had  been  proscribed, 
the  rest  were  in  special  danger  of  the  same  fate. 


94  TRIUMPHS   OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

265  A  sun,  that  sets  not,  grants  a  healing  power, 
Felt  in  all  scenes,  and  gilding  every  hour, 
Lighting  this  chamber's  darkness  while  I  die, 
With  rays,  unfailing  through  Eternity." 

He  spoke,  and  braving  icy  Death's  alarms 
270  Rested  in  sleep,  secure  in  Jesus'  arms. 

The  Red-man  Chief,  to  whom  the  battle-strife 
Appear'd  the  glory  and  the  end  of  life, 
Wont  every  softer  feeling  to  conceal, 
And  clad  with  pride,  a  panoply  of  steel, 
275  In  deep  remorse  bewails  the  guilt  of  years, 
Nor  can  repress  the  gushing  founts  of  tears. 

Whom  shall  I  mention  still  ?  for  myriads  more 
From  rebel  ranks  Messiah's  grace  implore, 
They  but  the  earnest  of  that  glorious  band, 
280  Countless  as  Autumn's  leaves,  or  Ocean's  sand, 
Who  yet  shall  yield  to  Christ  from  sea  to  sea 
The  willing  heart,  and  bow  the  suppliant  knee. 

Tired  of  ancestral  error  Pekin  waits 
To  hail  salvation  in  her  friendly  gates. 
285  Through  Sunda's  straits  ships  take  a  costlier  store, 
Than  those  of  Tyre  and  vaunted  Ophir  bore. 


TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL.  95 

Heralds  of  Truth  the  clifted  G-hauts  ascend, 
Bearing  good  news  to  earth's  remotest  end. 
Past  is  intestine  feud  and  battle's  roar 
290  Hurtling  along  the  uplands  of  Lahore. 

War's  baffled  plans  and  hollow  visions  cease, 
And  blooms  again  the  olive  branch  of  Peace. 

In  sundry  isles,   where  darkness  caused  to 
err, 
Appears  no  idol,  no  idolater. 
295  No  victims  drown,  to  yawning  waves  con- 

sign'd, 
Doom'd  to  the  God  within  the  lake  confined. 

The  moaning  wind  in  mouldering  fanes  shall 
sigh  ; 
Thrust  from  their  base  dishonour 'd  statues  lie ; 
Unsightly  weeds,  in  shrines  decay'd  and  lone, 
300  Shall  crowd  the  aisles  and   mar  the  sculptured 
stone : 
And  brooding  silence  boast  a  changeless  reign 
Where  frequent  zealots  sang  a  godless  strain. 

The  Tree  of  Life  ambrosial  fruits  supplies 
"Mid  Arctic  frosts,  or  under  Tropic  skies. 


96  TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 

305  The  mystic  *  river  meets  the  glancing  sight 

Descending  slow  from  Zion's  sacred  height, 
By  noble  streams  and  headlong  torrents  fed 
With  ampler  depths  it  fills  a  wider  bed, 
More  clear  than  limpid  Rhine  it  hastens  on, 

310  In  current  mightier  far  than  Maranon. 
Its  banded  waters  roll  in  conscious  pride 
Their  seaward  course,  and  equal  Ocean's  tide. 
From  pole  to  pole  shall  sacred  truth  illume 
Benighted  realms,  and  chase  the  lingering  gloom, 

315  'Till  Angel  eyes  a  wistful  glance  prolong, 
But  find  no  penitent  to  wake  their  song, 
Yet  as  they  scan  Emmanuel's  rightful  sway, 
Celestial  vaults  resound  their  sweetest  lay. 
For  single  saints  they  triumph'd.     Vast  the  joy 

320  When  isles  and  continents  their  harps  employ. 

For  such  blest  end  Jehovah  deign'd  to  scan 
The  fitful  tumults  of  the  race  of  man, 
Intrepid  sages  warn'd  with  suasive  tongue, 
And    prescient   harps    to   heavenly    notes    were 
strung, 
325  A  nation's  hopes  were  borne  on  Fortune's  tide, 
And  wild  destruction  track'd  the  steps  of  pride. 

*  "  And,  behold,  waters  issued  out  from  under  the  threshold  of 
the  house  eastward." — Ezekiel  xlvii.  1. 


TRIUMPHS    OF    THE    GOSPEL. 


97 


Emmanuel's  flag  shall  wave  its  crimson  fold, 
His  warrior  host  in  danger's  hour  be  bold, 
'Till  earth's  vast  realms  be  one  illustrious  reign, 
330  By  other  victors  sigh'd  for,  but  in  vain. 

His  rule  shall  last,   while  stars   adorn   the 
skies, 
Or  groves  shall  bloom,  or  cloudcapt  summits  rise, 
Or  ocean  toss,  or  rippling  rivers  flow, 
Or  day  and  night  their  mutual  limits  know. 


BOOK   VI. 


CHRISTIAN  OBLIGATIONS. 

Address  to  Fame,  1-28,  to  Science,  29-54,  and  to  Religion, 
55-78— Example  of  Paul,  79-96— Help  required  from  all 
classes  of  Society,  97-112 — Appeal  to  Mothers,  113-126, 
and  Christians  at  home,  127-134 — Description  of  Heathen 
usages,  135-146  — Infanticide,  147-162  — Children  at 
Goomsoor,  163-170  —  The  suitor,  171-176  —  Domestic 
contention,  177-180 — The  Suttee  or  burning  of  the  Widow, 
181-202— The  childless  Mother,  203-208— Old  Parents, 
209-212— The  sick  Man,  213-218— The  Thugs,  219-226 
The  Rites  of  the  Farmer,  227-236— Dherna's  Curse,  237- 
240— The  Suicide  Leper,  241-244— The  Priest,  245-248— 
The  Fakir,  249-252— Caste,  253-262— Pilgrims,  263-266 
—The  African  Wizard,  267-270— The  Redman,  271-274— 
Awful  state  of  the  Heathen,  275-318 — Appeal  to  European 
Kingdoms,  319-322— Holland,  323-326— Sweden,  327- 
328— Denmark,  329-334— Saxony,  335-336 — Prussia, 
337-338— Britain,  339-408,  and  to  the  United  States  of 
America,  409-424,  and  the  Church  of  Christ,  425-444. 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 


£  Illume  the  dark  idolater, 
Reclaim  the  savage !  0  thou  Ocean  Queen  ! 
Be  those  thy  toils,  when  thou  hast  laid 
The  thunderbolt  aside." 


Southey. 


Deceitful  Fame,  whose  votaries  fondly  sue 
For  gifts  imperfect,  and  in  number  few ; 
For  Thee  the  strong  exert  their  mightiest  power, 
To  Thee  the  prudent  yield  the  thoughtful  hour  ; 
5  And  beauty  too,  in  all  her  grace  array'd, 
Shines  at  thy  beck,  and  thinks  herself  repaid. 
The  student,  dazzled  by  thy  letter'd  stores, 
On  joyless  tomes  through  lengthen'd  vigils  pores  ; 
His  burden'd  mind  refreshing  ease  requires, 
10  His  wasted  form  a  longer  rest  desires ; 
And  yet  denied.     Thy  distant  star  appears 
Sufficient  meed  along  the  march  of  years. 


102  CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS. 

The  spell- bound  chief  thy  siren  accents  hears, 
And  sighs  for  laurels  steep'd  in  widows'  tears  ; 

15  A   wife,    and   kinsmen — joys   which  home    can 
yield ; 
Friends  left  expiring  in  the  battle-field  ; 
A  mangled  form,  bereft  of  limb  or  eye, 
A  life  exposed  to  ceaseless  jeopardy, 
Change  not  his  plan  :  he  gives  the  sleepless  hour 

20  To  speed  his  conquests,  and  cement  his  power. 
The  clarion  sounds :  its  thrilling  music  charms 
The  spell-bound  hero  to  the  clash  of  arms, 
Where  fickle  Fortune  may  his  glories  stain, 
And  give  a  captive  to  the  galling  chain. 

25  Immortal  souls,  the  prey  of  potent  wiles, 

Long  for  thy  praise,  and  glory  in  thy  smiles. 
With  all  their  powers  thy  courtiers  yield  to  Thee 
A  willing  service,  fruitless  though  it  be. 

Illustrious  Science,  with  thy  look  benign, 
30  Who  can  behold  thee,  and  thy  call  decline  ? 
Unscared  by  past  defeats,  to  win  thy  praise, 
Pilgrims  approach  the  fount  where  Nilus  strays. 
Adventurous  Park,  the  Niger's  source  to  scan, 
Braved  risks  of  climate,  greater  risks  of  man. 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  103 

35  The  double-stars  reveal'd  in  Afric's  sky 
Intrepid  Herschel  track'd  with  eagle  eye, 
Heedless  what  ills  from  force,  or  guile,  surround 
Lone  friendless  wanderers  in  Kafir  ground. 
Banks  mark'd  from  southern  seas  with  toilsome 
risk 

40  The  path  of  Venus  o'er  the  solar  disk, 

And  daring  Cook  could  Ocean's  storms  defy, 
War's  open  force,  and  secret  treachery. 
Thy  fearless  seamen  spread  the  snowy  sails, 
To  dance  in  Arctic,  or  Antarctic  gales, 

45  Spurning  the  threats  of  winter's  icy  reign, 
And  varied  perils  of  the  hurricane. 


The  young  Italian,*  bent  thy  wreath  to  gain, 
Sought  the  far  regions  of  the  southern  main, 
In  dales  and  mountains  pass'd  the  laughing  hours, 
50  A  roving  bee  along  a  maze  of  flowers, 
Admired  the  plenty  of  prolific  shores, 
And  cull'd  the  samples  of  botanic  stores. 
Then  homeward  bound,  by  battling  tempests  tost, 
Sank  in  mid  ocean,  with  his  treasures  lost. 

*  M.  Bertero,  an  Italian  Botanist,  who  obtained  in  the  Society 
Islands  two  thousand  new  specimens. — Wtlliams's  Enterprises' 
Chap.  xxvm. 


104  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

55  Hail !  dear  Religion,  whose  unearthly  light 

Reveals  the  goodness  of  the  Infinite, 
And  hopes  which  far  above  earth's  ramparts  rise 
And  find  a  home  in  realms  of  Paradise, 
Where  saints  and  angels  own  the  blest  employ 

60  Of  heaven's  high  King,  and  share  a  mutual  joy. 


Dear  to  mechanics  in  the  weary  hour, 
Sweet  to  the  statesman  in  the  cares  of  power  ; 
Meet  for  the  monarch,  soothing  to  the  swain, 
Pearl  of  the  court,  and  glory  of  the  plain  ; 

65  Cheering  the  slave,  when  all  is  gloom  around, 
Easing  the  free  from  chains  that  sin  had  wound  ; 
Delightful  haven  in  the  storms  of  time, 
Victor  of  death,  and  sun  of  every  clime  ; 
Wealth  to  the  poor,  to  high-born  peers  a  grace, 

70  Boon  for  all  ages,  joy  of  every  race. 

Can  they,  who  should  with  joy  thy  charge 
obey, 
Shrink  with  affright,  or  through  neglect  delay  ?— - 
Unmoved  by  favours,  conscious  of  no  glow, 
At  Pity's  tale  of  ignorance  and  woe  ? 
75  Shall  doors  be  open,  and  no  faithful  band 

With  dauntless  step  achieve  thy  high  command  ? 


CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS.  105 

To  heralds,  on  thy  happy  service  sent, 
Welcome  be  toils,  and  light  be  banishment. 

Eise,  Macedonian,  tell*  the  plaint  of  yore, 

80  Let  it  resound  in  Christian  ears  once  more. 
Saint  Paul  no  longer  can  supply  the  need, 
But  they  exist  who  own  the  Apostle's  creed. 
Hush'd  are  the  notes  of  that  awakening  voice, 
Constrain'd  by  duty,  and  impell'd  by  choice. 

85  Those  feet  by  death  are  cramp'd  which  often  trod 
Successive  regions  in  the  cause  of  God. 
Where  falls  his  mantle  ?  what  Elishas  seal 
Their  faith  by  hardships,  and  untiring  zeal  ? 
Do  Jesu's  hosts  with  waning  courage  fight  ? 

90  Are  souls  less  precious  in  Jehovah's  sight  ? 
Or  can  the  world,  or  ease,  or  risk,  or  loss, 
Beguile  and  damp  the  warriors  of  the  Cross  ? 
Can  hastening  centuries,  as  along  they  roll, 
Bedim  the  glories  of  the  trusting  soul ; 

95  Or  haply  offer  for  hell's  penal  flame 
Ages  to  tire,  or  potent  charms  to  tame  ? 

Crusaders,  haste  to  combat,  boldly  wield 
The  Spirit's  sword,  and  deem  the  world  your  field, 

*  "And  a  vision  appeared  to  Paul  in  the  night;  There  stood 
a  man  of  Macedonia,  and  prayed  him,  saying,  Come  over  into 
Macedonia,  and  help  us."— Acts  xvi.  9. 


106  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

On  to  the  rescue,  nor  your  help  delay 
100  For  yon  pale  victims  of  Satanic  sway. 
In  louder  cries  report  the  Gospel  sound, 
Ye  priestly  bands  on  Mercy's  mission  bound : 
Pray,  duly  prizing  God's  almighty  aid, 
Strive,    as  though  much   upon  yourselves   were 
laid. 
105  Ye  humble  poor,  who  news  of  gladness  hear, 
Exalt  the  slave,  the  distant  settler  cheer. 
Ye,  sceptred  ranks,  foretold  by  Judah's  bard, 
The  Church  of  Christ,  as  nursing  parents,  guard. 
Aid,  Nobles,  aid ;  let  nought  your  zeal  abate, 
110  No  cause  so  glorious,  and  no  chief  so  great. 
The  Prince  of  Salem  spreads  his  blissful  sway, 
And  heads  his  legions  in  the  stubborn  fray. 


Cease,  mothers,  cease,  your  youthful  sons  to 
spare, 
Trusted  to  Providence,  and  screen'd  by  care. 
115  Though  Persecution  bare  her  bloody  hand, 
And  ambush'd  ills  infest  the  distant  strand, 
Though  rampant  fever  kindle  wild  dismay, 
And  noisome  plague  unfold  her  dread  array, 
Though  unsuspected  foe,  the  venom'd  snake, 
120  Lurk  in  the  house,  or  linger  in  the  brake  : 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  107 

Let  them  depart  a  ruin'd  race  to  save, 
Despite  of  hazards,  fearless  of  the  grave. 
Spare  not,  though  Nature  own  a  parent's  pain 
From  bitter  wounds  which  may  not  heal  again. 
125  From  every  clime  by  sickness,  steel,  or  fire, 
The  rescued  soul  soars  upward  to  its  Sire. 

"When  patriot  troops  attack,  at  honour's  call, 
The    'leaguering   hosts   encamp'd   without   their 

wall ; 
The  anxious  remnant  see  their  townsmen  fight, 
130  Fear  in  their  fears,  and  in  their  feats  delight. 
Thus  ye,  who  screen'd  and  unendanger'd  dwell, 
Where  ancient  truth  maintains  its  citadel, 
Triumph  and  hope  with  that  courageous  band, 
Engaged  in  warfare  on  a  pagan  strand. 

135  But  if  Religion  plead  her  lengthen'd  train 

Of  matchless  benefits,  yet  sue  in  vain  : 
Let  the  stern  horrours  which  the  heathen  feel, 
Provoke  our  pity,  and  excite  our  zeal. 
As  when  old  Ocean  with  the  blasts  allied 

140  In  pride  of  power  impels  her  foamy  tide, 
The  feeble  vessel  at  the  tempest's  beck 
Borne  among  rocks  anticipates  a  wreck, 


108  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

But  from  the  lighthouse  gleams  no  wonted  ray 
To  guide  the  seamen  in  their  murky  way  : 
145  Thus  pagans  sail  on  Error's  dangerous  wave, 
No  light  to  guide,  no  friendly  hand  to  save. 

See  where  yon  palm  adorns  that  lonely  glade, 
A  weeping  babe,  unvalued  freight,  is  laid. 
Thither  a  host  of  ants  for  rapine  hies, 
150  Or  tigers  rush  allured  by  feeble  cries, 
Or  in  the  rear  grim  famine,  ruthless  foe, 
Aims,  if  need  be,  the  last,  but  surest  blow. 
His  wants  neglecting,  heedless  of  his  end, 
Their  homeward   course  unmoved    the  parents 
wend. 

155  One  twin  to  death  Australian  error  dooms, 

And  with  lost  mothers  living  babes  entombs. 

Inhuman  dames  resign  on  Saugur's  shore 
Their  sons  to  sharks,  nor  once  the  loss  deplore. 

Oft  orphan  infants  pour  lamentings  loud, 
160  Waking  no  mercy  in  the  pilgrim  crowd, 

'Till  nightly  jackals,  fierce  with  hunger,  stray, 
And  seize  the  tender  unprotected  prey. 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  109 

What  are,  Groomsoor,*  those  piteous  forms  of 
gloom, 
The  drooping  inmates  of  a  living  tomb, 
165  To  night  and  ignorance  consign'd  a  prey, 

Eeft  of  morn's  glance,  and  learning's  brighter  ray, 
Whose  heavy  hearts  no  parent's  love  beguiles, 
And  hope  and  joy  refuse  their  wreath  of  smiles  ? 
Like  rustic  herds  they  drag  a  listless  life, 
170  Fed  but  for  slaughter,  destined  to  the  knife. 

In  Borneo's  vale  the  ardent  Suitor  j"  sighs, 
In  chilling  phrase  the  scornful  maid  replies. 
No  feats  of  peril  grace  his  humble  name, 
No  slaughter'd  heroes  crown  his  martial  fame. 
175  He  lights  the  torch  of  war,  from  strangers  slain 
He  homeward  speeds,  and  woos  no  more  in  vain. 

Contending  wives  dark  schemes   of  malice 
try, 
Struck  by  the  venom'd  shafts  of  jealousy, 

*  In  Goomsoor  hundreds  of  poor  children  were  found  immured 
in  dungeons  fattened  for  the  purpose  of  sacrifice. — Campbell's 
"  British  India." 

f  Homicide  is  regarded  in  Borneo  as  a  qualification  for  the 
married  state. 


110  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

Forced  to  be  comrades,  but  inclined  to  part, 
180  The  many  rivals  for  one  haughty  heart 


The  Hindoo  widow,  weak  with  ills  to  cope, 
Sinks  'neath  her  load,  and  marks  no  gleam  of  hope. 
How  shall  she  act  ?  approach  the  glowing  fire, 
By  custom  sway'd,  by  grief  unnerved  expire  ? 

185  Or  still  survive,  while  sons  and  friends  complain, 
Despised  and  poor,  to  drag  life's  weary  chain  ? 
She  seeks  the  pile — a  son  with  skilful  hand 
In  fancied  duty  holds  the  blazing  brand. 
The  trump  and  horn  and  tambour  drown    her 
cries, 

190  The  face  alone  bespeaks  its  agonies. 

Flames  hotly  rage  ;  she  would  escape  too  late 
Unmeasured  pangs,  a  self-inflicted  fate. 
Wildly  she  struggles,  but  she  strives  in  vain, 
Her  bonds  forbid  her,  and  her  guards  detain. 

195  Death  claims  his  prey ;  perforce  she  brooks  to  die, 
Unpitied  martyr  of  Idolatry ; 
And,  quitting  sons  denied  a  father's  aid, 
Widens  the  breach  unerring  Nature  made. 

A  Rajah's  death  in  throes  of  wild  despair 
200  Despoils  the  Harem  of  the  loveliest  there. 


CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS.  Ill 

Eleven  wives,*  Lahore's  ill-fated  pride, 
Burnt  at  their  lord's  sepulchral  honours,  died. 


The  mother  mourns  in  unavailing  woe 
Her  son  destroy'd  by  death's  relentless  blow. 
205  Faith  shews  no  meetings  in  a  happier  sphere, 
A  pagan  creed  is  impotent  to  cheer. 
When  she  expires,  in  some  brute  form  unknown 
Her  child,  she  fears,  will  tread  new  worlds  alone. 

Sires  old  and  frail  in  crowded  highways  lie, 
210  And  unassisted,  uncompassion'd  die; 

Slighted  by  those  who  should  their  love  repay, ^ 
A  mark  for  famine,  or  the  tiger's  prey. 

The  friendless  swain  on  Gunga's  bank  re- 
clines, 
With  fever  shakes,  with  destitution  pines. 
215  To  his  weak  neck  a  stone  the  Brahmin  ties, 
And  drowns  the  victim,  heedless  of  his  cries, 
And  little  recks,  what  sweetness  life  retains, 
How  time  may  cure,  or  drugs  may  lighten  pains. 

*  Eleven  widows  of  Runjeet   Singh  were  burnt  on  his  funeral 
pile. 


112  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

Proud  of  their  shame  the  Thugs  in  blaze  of 
day, 
220  The  priests  of  murder,  fasten  on  their  prey. 
With  smile,  and  lively  tale,  and  friendly  cheer 
They  win  the  friendship  of  the  traveller : 
'Till  quick  as  thought  they  stop  his  stifled  breath, 
And  lull  their  comrade  in  the  sleep  of  death, 
225  And  fresh  from  carnage,  with  new  spoils  array'd , 
Record  with  thanks  Kalee's  propitious  aid. 

Lo  !  seed-time  comes — the  husbandmen  sur- 
round 

A  human  victim  terrified  and  bound. 

The  priest  invokes  Maree's  benignant  care, 
230  Pays  the  due  rites,  and  speaks  of  omens  fair. 

From  the  live  form  the  quivering  flesh  is  torn, 

To  various  soils  the  gushing  blood  is  borne. 

So  may  no  curse  descend !  no  baleful  blight 

On  the  fair  crops  in  evil  hour  alight ! 
235  But  kind  Maree  a  bounteous  harvest  yield, 

Avert  all  ill,  and  guard  the  crimson'd  field. 

For  slothful  ease  the  harsh  Enthusiast  sighs, 
And  daily  wants  by  Dherna's  curse  supplies, 
Constraining  alms,  lest  ills  that  know  not  end 
240  On  the  reluctant,  and  their  race  descend. 


CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS.  113 

The  Leper,  weary  of  his  life,  expires 
By  hunger's  fangs,  or  voluntary  fires  ; 
Hoping  that  when  transform'*!  he  might  be  free 
From  evil  taint  of  noisome  leprosy. 

245  Mark  how  yon  priest  deception's  guise  main- 

tains, 
Heaves  saddest  sighs,  and  bears  acutest  pains. 
Yet  guilty  vice  and  gain  direct  his  aim — 
Among  the  worthless  his  the  vilest  name. 

The  Fakir,  conscious  of  his  crimes,  in  vain 
250  Writhes  with  the  torture  of  malignant  pain, 
A  thrilling  picture  of  extreme  distress, 
Yet  nought  progressing  in  his  holiness. 

The  haughty  Brahmins*  humbler  Cshatryas 
spurn, 
With  scorn  the  Vaisyahs  from  the  Soodras  turn, 
255  While  Soodras  too  in  pompous  moods  deride 
The  wretched  Pariars  with  disdainful  pride. 
Born  from  one  stock,  they  feel  no  mutual  ties ; 
Bought  by  one  Lord,  no  saving  truth  they  prize. 

*  The  successive  classes  of  caste  in  India  are,  (1.)  Brahmins, 
or  Priests,  (2.)  Cshatryas,  or  Soldiers,  (3.)  Vaisyahs,  or  Tradesmen 
(4.)  Soodras  or  Labourers,  (5,)  Pariars,  or  degraded  outcasts. 


114  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

Caste  rends — with  wall  of  variance  broad  and 
high 
260  Man  from  his  fellow,  and  the  Deity. 

Its  hateful  spell,  like  some  stern  despot's  sway, 
Spreads  dreary  gloom,  and  scares  delight  away. 

Still  myriad  pilgrims,  heirs  of  want  and  woe, 
To  Junga,  Gya,  and  Tripetty  go. 
265  Death-stricken  thousands  bend  their  sinking  form, 
Like  locust-swarms  before  the  pelting  storm. 

The  Afric  wizard,  dreaded  and  obey'd, 
Arts  of  dark  horror  summons  to  his  aid, 
Nor  deems  unmeet  his  aim,  mis-spent  his  time. 
270  As  he  progresses  up  the  hill  of  crime. 

Adorn'd   with   human  scalps,  their  wealth 
and  pride, 
The  Redmen  dance  in  war's  stern  perils  tried. 
Spurning  the  wreaths  of  love,  for  hate  they  live, 
And  fiercely  mar  the  life  they  cannot  give. 

275  All  need  the  Truth,  which  they  who  have 

not  heard, 
Know  not  the  best  of  gifts  on  man  conferr'd. 
Want  of  its  light  entails  a  drearier  state 
Than  want  can  suffer,  or  disease  create. 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  115 

For  Pagans  live,  by  ills  and  errors  prest, 
280  Strangers  to  hope,  insensible  of  rest. 

Pain- stricken  millions  fear  the  darksome  tomb, 
But  yet  beyond  appears  a  deeper  gloom. 
Accusing  conscience  counts  her  wakeful  qualms, 
And  future  wrath  displays  her  dread  alarms. 
285  No  soothing  voice  to  whisper  peace  is  nigh, 
No  finger  points  to  Christ  on  Calvary. 
And  what  are  penance,  and  the  zealot's  rage, 
Dissever'd  social  ties,  and  spurn'd  old  age, 
All  ills — with  which  the  heathen  long  have 
striven, 
290  To  want  of  holiness,  and  loss  of  heaven  ? 

Still  prostrate  Afric  rues  her  lot  of  care, 
On  earth  no  happiness,  beyond  despair. 
To  India's  idols  sumptuous  pomp  is  paid, 
Their  creed  polluted,  profitless  their  aid. 

295  Ensanguin'd  Molochs  wake  a  nation's  fear, 
Claiming  fresh  hecatombs  from  year  to  year. 
Vainly  Japan  admires  her  costly  shrines, 
With  guilt  she  quakes,  in  hopelessness  she  pines. 
In  speechless  grief  for  succour  China  pleads, 

300  Sunk  in  her  doubts,  besotted  in  her  creeds. 
A  land  of  wonder,  with  stupendous  wall, 
And  vast  canals,  which  flow'd  at  labour's  call. 


116  CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 

Yet  land  of  pity,  for  who  fails  to  sigh, 
Counting  degraded  souls  which  cannot  die  ? 
305  By  rites  unsatisfied,  by  fears  oppress'd, 

The  troubled  heart  of  Siam  yearns  for  rest ; 
And  Birmah  sees  the  footsteps  of  decay, 
Set  on  the  stately  shrines  of  Gaudama. 

If  Fijees  yet  of  ruthless  prowess  boast, 
310  And  Madagascar  swells  the  Martyr-host ; 
If  fierce  Sumatra,  with  untimely  doom, 
Slays     tender     babes     and    maids     in    beauty's 

bloom ; 
Yet  Jesu's  heralds,  bold  and  hopeful,  say, 
"  Such  were  New  Zealand  and  Caffraria." 

315  Salvation's  streams  await  each  thirsty  soul, 

The  book  of  life  requires  an  ampler  roll, 
And  He,  who  died  for  all  of  human  race, 
Has  sumless  stores  of  sympathy  and  grace. 

As  erst  each  hamlet  sent,  by  feudal  laws, 
320  A  steel-clad  warrior  in  its  country's  cause, 

Thus,  Christian  Europe,  call  thy  fearless  bands, 
To  wrest  from  Satan's  rule  the  pagan  lands. 
Mother  of  martyrs,  Holland,  spread  afar 
Thy  faith,  secured  by  risks  of  ancient  war. 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  117 

325  The  gemlike  isles,  that  stud  the  Indian  main, 
Implore  more  light,  nor  should  they  sue  in  vain. 
Wake  to  fresh  struggles,  Sweden,  and  maintain 
A  nobler  conflict  than  on  Lutzen's  plain. 
Denmark,  thy  work  of  holy  zeal  restore, 

330  Eevive  the  palmy  days  of  Serampore.* 

To  other  Greenland  s  yet  thy  sons  may  speed, 
Lit  with  the  ardour  of  the  great  Egede,f 
Adding  fresh  trophies  in  the  Holy  War 
To  those  achieved  on  plains  of  Tranquebar. 

335  And  hast  thou  not,  O  land  of  Luther,  some 

To  mete  a  wider  fence  for  Christendom  ? 

Aid,  Prussia,  aid  the  Gospel's  wide  career, 
Be  loyal  still ;  thy  king  is  pioneer. 

And  thou  Britannia,  empress  of  the  sea, 

340  Bulwark  of  Europe  and  of  Liberty, 

Pride  of  the  earth,  presenting  to  the  view, 
What  man  by  wisdom  and  resolve  can  do, 
Renown' d  in  peace,  in  war's  stern  perils  brave, 
Expert  to  conquer,  yet  inclined  to  save ; 

345  Thine  are  the  mighty  masters  of  the  lyre, 

And  thine  the  patriots  warm'd  with  Freedom's  fire. 

*  The  Danish  Missionaries  exerted  themselves  at  Serampore  and 
Tranquebar. 

f  Hans  Egede,  a  Danish  clergyman,  embarked  for  Greenland, 
A.D.  1721. 


118  CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS. 

Thine  the  philosophers  with  new  arts  elate, 
And  practised  helmsmen  of  the  trusting  state. 
Link'd  with  thy  shield  of  law  and  power  dispense 

350  Salvation's  news,  thy  best  benevolence. 

The  Morn's  first  glance,  the  Evening's  latest  ray, 
Beam  on  thy  vessels  in  their  dauntless  way. 
Thy  countless  kinsmen  timely  aid  desire, 
Thy  banish'd  sons  a  mother's  care  require. 

355  Great  are  thy  powers  to  injure  and  to  bless, 
Oh  !  act  thy  part,  as  Heaven's  ambassadress ; 
Protesting  still  'gainst  error,  if  it  be 
Rampant  elsewhere,  or  haply  found  in  Thee. 
Sea-girt  New  Zealand  with  dissensions  rent, 

360  Blushing  at  deadly  feuds,  and  battle-spent, 
To  thy  benignant  care  unbidden  yields 
Obsequious  armies,  and  prolific  fields. 
O'er  Ocean's  depths  resounds  sad  Afric's  tale, 
Matchless  her  wrongs,  incessant  is  her  wail. 

365  Once  by  thy  hand  despoil'd  and  wretched  made 
She  seeks  as  fitting  recompence  thy  aid. 
Forget  not  how,  in  crimson  rolls  of  time, 
Thy  Druid  plied  his  homicidal  crime, 
And  passive  victims,  fix'd  in  tree-like  pyres, 

370  Writhed  in  the  fervour  of  malignant  fires. 

Much  loved  and  favour'd,  grateful  zeal  display, 
That  dreariest  realms  may  hail  the  Gospel  ray. 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  119 

When  patriot  tongues  no   more   thy   deeds 
recite, 
Nor  eager  ears  in  that  high  theme  delight, 

375  Nor  glist'ning  eyes,  mute  witnesses  of  joy, 
In  Glory's  feats  delighted  glance  employ ; 
When  thy  prized  trident,  talisman  of  yore, 
Like  the  Palladium  quits  thy  fated  shore, 
And  the  dread  lion,  emblem  of  thy  might, 

380  Displays  no  prowess  in  contested  fight, 
And  princely  merchants  lose  in  evil  hour 
The  glare  of  grandeur,  and  the  sweets  of  power ; 
And  thy  famed  Abbey,  hopeless  of  repair, 
Crumbles  on  king,  and  honour'd  subject  there  ; 

385  For  time's  dark  river  in  impetuous  flow 

Must  earthly  pomp  with  swelling  tide  o'erthrow  : 
Then  be  it  shown,  as  best  and  brightest  gem 
In  thy  refulgent,  matchless  diadem, 
That,  ever  mindful  of  the  King  of  kings, 

390  Warm  in  thy  zeal,  profuse  in  offerings, 
Thou  wast  on  acts  of  love  and  mercy  bent, 
Deeming  thy  stores  unmerited  and  lent. 

Where  are  thy  valiant  hosts,  Britannia,  say, 
With  ardour  fired,  and  marshall'd  for  the  fray  ? 
395  Too  prone  to  gaze  with  wistful  glance  upon 
The  whiten'd  cliffs  of  native  Albion, 


120  CHRISTIAN    OBLIGATIONS. 

They  unadventurous  guard  their  home,  afar 
From  fearful  risks  which  wait  a  foreign  war, 
Where  Truth  acquires  fresh   palms,    and  richest 
meed 

400  Of  hard-won  trophies  crowns  the  daring  deed. 
Unswerving  faith  shrinks  not  from  risk  or  toil, 
The  laurels  fade  not ;  kingdoms  are  the  spoil. 
Do  those,  who  boldly  strive  and  nobly  die, 
Awake  no  kindlings  in  the  passive  eye  ? 

405  Can  frozen  Apathy  retain  her  mood, 

Unchanged  by  love,  unmoved  by  gratitude  ? 
Light  to  the  blind,  hope  to  the  hopeless  give, 
Reclaim  the  lost,  and  bid  the  dying  live. 

And  thou,  Britannia's  child,  the  exile's  home, 
410  Where  mimic  seas  with  roar  of  Ocean  roam, 
Thy  banners  hoist,  in  Mercy's  cause  be  bold, 
The  new  world  hasting  to  befriend  the  old. 
Thy  cultured  spots  in  spicy  Ceylon's  isle 
With  order  glisten,  and  with  fruitage  smile  ; 
415  And  yellow  corn-fields  seen  in  Birmah's  soil 
Call  forth  more  reapers  to  the  arduous  toil. 

Oh,  that  thou  would'st  with  added  strength 
abide, 
Stanch,  undivided,  on  Messiah's  side, 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS.  121 

Friend  to  mankind,  and  seeking  for  thy  goal 
420  To  free  the  slave,  illume  the  darken'd  soul, 

Prepared  thy  might  and  fame  and  wealth  to  blend 
In  one  broad  channel  to  a  glorious  end, 
Like  Mississippi  with  her  muster'd  train 
Of  subject  rivers,  rolling  to  the  main. 

425  O  Church  of  Christ,  by  closest  ties  allied, 

Purchase  of  Him,  who  rack'd  by  torture  died, 
Whom  grateful  love  inspires,  and  beaming  hope 
Bids  undismay'd  with  transient  ills  to  cope, 
Recruit  your  ranks,  till  in  their  lists  be  found 

430  The  various  tribes  from  earth's  remotest  bound. 
Why  will  ye  halt,  while  much  remains  undone, 
And  realms  usurp'd  by  Satan  may  be  won  ? 

Is  there  a  bond,  that  kindred  hearts  allies 
By  Hymeneal  bonds  and  friendship's  ties  ? 
435  Is  there  a  spell,  which  nerves  the  patriot's 

hand 
To  spend  its  latest  drop  for  Fatherland  ? 
A  mightier  impulse  faithful  hearts  should  lead 
To  live  to  Him  who  deign'd  for  them  to  bleed. 
What  are  earth's  kingdoms,   Time's  defenceless 
prey, 
440  Compared  with  His  which  cannot  pass  away  ? 


122 


CHRISTIAN   OBLIGATIONS. 


Think  of  the  age,  when  pure  and  undefiled 
Tahiti's  chiefs,  Ohio's  forest-child, 
Sowers  and  reapers  shall  in  bliss  rejoice, 
Approved  and  welcomed  by  Emmanuel's  voice. 


BOOK  VII. 


JUDEA. 

Judea,  1-16— Abram,  17-18— Jacob,  19-20— Moses,  21-22— 
Joshua,  23-26— Isaiah,  27-28— Ezekiel,  29-30— Jeremiah, 
—31-32— Daniel,  33-36— The  Asmoneans,  37-40— Pro- 
tection of  Jehovah,  41-50 — The  Messiah,  51-56 — Destruc- 
tion of  Jerusalem,  57-80 — Sufferings  of  the  Jews,  81-90 
— Unholy  rites  and  debasement  of  the  mint  imputed  to 
them,  91-94— The  Crusaders,  95-100— Persecutions  in 
England,  101-102— France,  103-104— Spain,  105-106,  and 
Portugal,  107-108— Severity  of  them,  109-112— Transient 
gleam  of  prosperity,  113-120 — Address  to  the  Jews,  121- 
152— Allusion  to  their  Restoration,  153-192 —National 
mourning  succeeded  by  more  propitious  times,  193-232 — 
The  Ten  Tribes,  233-260— Anticipation  of  a  happier  Era, 
261-320— Conclusion,  321-324. 


J  U  D  E  A. 


And  shall  not  Israel's  sons  exulting  come, 

Hail  the  glad  beam,  and  claim  their  ancient  home  ? 

On  David's  throne  shall  David's  offspring  reign, 

And  the  dry  bones  be  warm  with  life  a?ain." — Heber. 


O  sacred  Jordan,  through  whose  swelling  tides 
The  pilgrim-saint  to  fairer  regions  glides ; 
0  Salem,  Home  of  Peace,  whose  name  awaits 
A  glorious  city  deckt  with  golden  gates ; 
5  And  Zion,  seat  of  love  and  purest  bliss, 

Church  in  a  happier  realm,  and  Church  in  this  ; 
And  Canaan,  rich  with  crops,  with  landscape  fair, 
Emblem  of  heaven  and  all  the  glories  there  ; — 
When  you  forbear  to  please,  this  palsied  hand 
10  Shall  gain  its  furlough,  heedless  of  command, 
And  this  frail  bosom  sleep  in  changeless  rest, 
Beft  of  its  sweetest  solace,  and  its  best. 


126  JUDEA. 

We  praise  your  heroes  famed  in  times  of  yore, 
We  walk  the  path  your  pilgrims  trod  before, 
15  Their  home  we  seek,  though  Jordan's  streams 
divide 
Our  halting  footsteps  from  its  happier  side. 

Abram,  the  faithful  saint,  and  tender  sire, 
Resigning  all  that  duty  might  require ; 
The  wrestler  Jacob,  who  was  call'd  to  share 

20  The  mingled  draughts  of  pleasure  and  of  care ; 
Illustrious  Moses,  leagued  on  Israel's  side, 
The  sage  historian,  and  the  trustful  guide  ; 
The  son  of  Nun,  who  hosts  to  triumph  led 
O'er  awe-struck  Jordan's  dry  and  pebbly  bed, 

25  Devoted  kings,  and  bards  with  tuneful  shell, 
And  prescient  seers  were  thine,  O  Israel. 

Thy  rapt  Isaiah  sang  in  matchless  lays 
Emmanuel's  feats,  and  Zion's  happier  days ; 
Ezekiel's  voice  a  sinful  nation  warn'd 

30  In  welcome  measures,  though  advice  was  scorn'd ; 
Thy  Jeremiah  proved  a  tireless  zeal, 
Faithful  to  threaten,  sensitive  to  feel. 
Thine  was  the  prophet,  to  whose  eye  unfurl'd 
Roll'd  the  frail  glories  of  our  transient  world, 

35  Successive  empires  fixed  his  longing  sight, 
The  panorama  of  time's  hastening  flight. 


JUDEA.  127 

Oppression's  chains  the  Asmoneans  broke, 
Wresting  their  country  from  the  Syrian  yoke. 
When  meek  Religion  pagan  force  defied, 
40  And  Freedom  battled  at  her  sister's  side. 

Yet  thou  wast  chiefly  bless'd  beneath  the  eye 

And  tutelary  hand  of  Deity. 

In  danger's  hour  he  wrapt  in  long  repose 

Presumptuous  myriads  of  insulting  foes. 
45  To  thy  embattled  hosts  he  stood  reveal'd 

A  sword*  of  succour,  and  a  guardian  shield. 

While  on  his  saints  grace  fell  like  nightly  dew, 

To  cheer  their  spirits  and  their  strength  renew. 

In  walls  and  bulwarks  lay  not  Zion's  pride, 
50  God  was  her  glory — all  was  mean  beside. 

Messiah  deign'd  to  walk  thy  favour'd  shore, 
And  ope  the  treasures  of  unearthly  lore, 
Thy  cities  visited,  thy  plains  survey'd, 
Drank  of  thy  streams,  and  from  thy  mountains 
pray'd. 

55  But  earth's  Deliverer,  Zion's  noblest  pride, 

Struck  by  thy  hands,  ungrateful  Judah,  died. 

*  "  Happy  art  thou,  O  Israel :  who  is  like  unto  thee,  O  people 
saved  by  the  Lord,  the  shield  of  thy  help,  and  who  is  the  sword  of 
thy  excellency !" — Deut.  xxxiii.  29. 


128  JUDEA. 

Then  fell  Sedition  hew'd  his  gory  way, 
Rome's  swooping  eagles  crowded  to  the  prey. 
Myriads,  whom  Mercy  oft,  but  vainly,  sued, 

60  Descending  shafts  of  retribution  view'd  ; 
Conflicting  legions  in  the  fretted  sky 
Portray'd  the  hoarded  ills  of  destiny. 
Famine,  intestine  feuds,  malignant  foes, 
Were  harsh  ingredients  in  the  cup  of  woes. 

65  With  lurid  features  Vengeance  seem'd  to  glow, 
Wild  in  her  wrath  ;  and  dreaded  in  her  blow, 
'Till  Salem  fell  in  Heaven's  appointed  time, 
Famed  for  her  light,  more  famous  for  her  crime. 
With  furious  wrath;  by  conscious  guilt  unscared, 

70  Vindictive  Rome  the  work  of  havoc  dared, 
Quickly  she  marr'd  the  temple,  work  of  years, 
And  Judah's  boast  became  a  cause  of  tears. 
Impetuous  valour  whelm'd  the  martial  few, 
And  unappeased  the  kneeling  suppliant  slew ; 

75  The  hoary  locks  screen'd  not  the  brow  of  age, 
Nor  beauty's  tears  delay'd  the  hand  of  rage. 

But  when  grim  Famine  paused,   and  frays 
were  o'er, 
And  Latium's  thirst  was  slaked  in  streams  of  gore, 
Gay  Fashion  saw  the  captive  bands  expire 
80  On  wide  arenas  by  the  Lion's  ire. 


JUDEA.  129 

The  few  survivors  of  their  country's  doom 
Envied  almost  the  inmates  of  the  tomb, 
Wont  to  approach  the  tropics — either  pole — 
But  barr'd  from  home,  the  idol  of  their  soul. 

85  Misguided  kings  with  bigot  zeal  assail'd 
Messiah's  kinsmen,  and  by  him  bewail'd ; 
And  pride  held  out  a  race  to  scornful  view, 
(Whence  boding  Seers  and  Bards  their  lineage 

drew,) 
Which  kept  for  ages  an  unequall'd  store 

90  Of  truth  and  doctrine,  Inspiration's  lore. 


Unholy  rites  with  blood  of  infants  stain'd — 
Mysterious  magic — sacraments  profaned — 
The  mint  debased — dark   crimes  with  art  con- 
ceived 
Were  spread  by  hate,  by  ignorance  believed. 

95  When  Europe's  armies  Asia's  strength  defied, 

Whelm'd  countless  hosts,  and  stain'd  the  Paynim's 

pride, 
The  Arab  deluge  sore  obstructions  found, 
Chafed  like  the  sea,  and  knew  its  destined  bound, 
Judah's  old  towns  and  glorious  hills  were  prized, 
100  Her  hapless  children,  and  their  race  despised. 


1 30  JUDEA. 

With  bigot  zeal  mistaken  Albion  boil'd, 
The  weak  it  banish'd,  and  the  rich  despoil'd. 
Envy,  fanatic  rage,  suspicion's  glance 
Scared    Judah's   offspring    from    the    plains    of 
France. 
105  Priest-ridden  Spain  despised  the  voice  of  ruth 
In  fancied  fealty  to  the  reign  of  truth. 
The  sister-realm,  by  kindred  hate  inspired, 
Discharged  her  bolts,  with  levin  fury  fired. 

Then  woman  sank  by  toils  and  losses  tried, 
110  And  sireless  babes  in  destitution  died. 

Fraud,  rapine,  murder,  gladly  found  pretence 
For  acts  of  pillage,  and  of  violence. 

Yet   welcome   Hope    sometimes   with   brow 
serene 
Her  visits  paid,  though  few  and  far  between, 
115  When  smiling  Science  to  Tiberias*  fled, 
And  cloister'd  halls  of  Sora  loved  to  tread, 
Or  in  Cordova  taught  illustrious  lore, 
And  stoop'd  her  pinions  on  Sarmatia's  shore. 

*  The  seminary  of-  Tiberias  was  regarded  as  a  Jewish  Athens. 
The  schools  also  at  Sora  and  Cordova  were  of  great  celebrity. 
Rabbinical  traditions  dilate  much  on  the  kingdom  of  Khozar,  by 
he  Caspian  sea. 


JUDEA.  13 1 

While  empire's  badge  on  Khozar's  plains  was  set, 
120  And  Caspian  waves  recall'd  Gennesaret. 

Why  dost  Thou,  Judah,  mercy's  voice  defy, 
Buoy'd  by  false  hopes,  which  in  succession  die  ? 
Thy  fame  is  marr'd,  like  passing  dreams,  have  flown, 
The  pomp  of  state,  the  trappings  of  thy  throne. 

125  Change  guides  the  seasons :  ages  but  prolong 
Thy  chequer'd  lot  of  exile  and  of  wrong. 
No  more  on  Shinar's  plains  in  regal  grace 
Resch  Glutha,*  Monarch  of  a  captive  race, 
Claims  mimic  honours  of  a  phantom  pride, 

130  Luring  thy  credence  from  the  Crucified. 

Thy  strength  is  wither'd,  and  thy  glory  dim, 
The  Ephod  vanished,  lost  the  Teraphim : 
No  daily  victim  on  thy  hearths  expires, 
No  costly  incense  fans  the  fragrant  fires. 

135  No  silver-trump  collects  thy  sons  from  far, 
And  lulls  the  terror  of  aggressive  war. 

Yet  cease  to  droop,  adore  with  warm  desires 
The  Shiloh  promised  to  thy  prophet-sires. 
To  his  kind  ear  thy  faults  and  griefs  disclose, 
140  'Till  He  unties  the  Gordian  knot  of  woes. 

*  The  Prince  of  the  Captivity,  a  descendant  of  David. 


132  JUDEA. 

Believe  and  hope — though  oft  thy  sons  have 
borne 
The  foeman's  vengeance,  and  the  captor's  scorn  : 
Though  the  stern  Roman  in  an  evil  hour 
Marr'd  Salem's  beauty,  and  destroy'd  her  power; 

145  Her  temple  burnt,  nor  sparing  sex  or  age, 
Consign'd  her  bravest  to  the  lion's  rage ; 
Though  lordly  Moslems  in  disdainful  pride 
The  race  of  Judah,  and  her  creed  deride, 
Though  clouds  of  wrong  and  anguish,  like  the  past, 

150  Descend  in  gloom,  the  darkest,  and  the  last, 
Thy  country's  shame,*  thy  exile's  ills  shall  be 
Doubly  exceeded  by  prosperity. 

Methinks  e'en  now  propitious  winds  prepare 
Homeward  to  waft  the  exiled  wanderer. 

155  Methinks  the  fields  renew'd  in  pristine  dress 
For  Canaan  claim  the  palm  of  fruitfulness, 
And  Jordan's  stream  with  swelling  tide  aspires, 
And  heavier  tribute  from  his  rills  requires  ; 
While  scarce  is  heard  the  current's  piteous  sigh 

160  In  sad  remembrance  of  the  days  gone  by. 
Methinks  the  Nightingale  the  groves  among 
Varies  her  ditties  with  a  gladsome  song. 

*  "For  your  shame  ye  shall  have  double." — Isaiah  lxi.  7. 


JTJDEA.  133 

Each  terraced  hill  expects  its  ancient  lines 
Of  waving  olives,  and  prolific  vines  ; 

165  And  pensive  palm-trees  cast  their  gloom  aside, 
Clad  in  the  glories  of  ancestral  pride  : 
As  though  from  Ister's  banks  or  classic  Rhine 
Thy  sons  were  bound  for  richer  Palestine. 
No  false  Oasis  decks  the  distant  plain, 

170  No  lovely  mirage  fosters  hope  in  vain. 
A  glist'ning  Phoenix,  to  his  fathers  peer, 
Flutters  his  pinions  rescued  from  the  bier. 
Now  dawn  the  glories  of  prophetic  song, 
From  opening  seals  unnumber'd  blessings  throng. 

175  As  anxious  turtles*  with  collected  food 

On  speedy  pinions  seek  the  waiting  brood, 
Or  ice-bound  sailors  in  the  Northern  sea 
Hail  the  warm  beam  that  gives  them  liberty, 
So  homesick  Jews  from  far,  unwelcome  skies, 

180  Speed  to  the  land  unrivall'd  in  their  eyes, 

And,  well  belovedf  as  Abraham's  children  still, 
Worship  once  more  on  Zion's  sacred  hill. 
The  olive-branches  yet  in  beauty  rare 
Await  the  husbandman's  returning  care, 

*  "  Who  are  these  that  fly  as  a  cloud,  and  as  the  doves  to  their 
windows  ?" — Isaiah  lx.  8. 

f  "  But  as  touching  the  election,  they  are  beloved  for  the  fathers' 
sakes." — Romans  xi.  28. 


134  JUDEA. 

185  And  re-united  Jewish  boughs  entwine 
Their  buds  of  promise  in  the  living  vine. 
The  North*  gives  up,  the  South  detains  no  more, 
And  charter'd  hosts  approach  Judea's  shore. 
Their  sun  eclipsed  through  long  and  gloomy  years 

190  With  beams  of  more  than  wonted  grace  appears  ; 
The  tardy  winter  fails,  and  welcome  spring 
Bears  countless  favours  on  her  loaded  wing. 

As  when  a  wife,  in  j  ustice  doom'd  to  bear 
Years  of  estrangement  and  the  pangs  of  care, 

195  With  self-reproach  and  penitential  tears, 

Seeks  the  loved  partner  of  her  happier  years, 
Relenting  Judah  shall  her  faults  confess, 
And  be  forgiv'n  past  unfaithfulness. 
Her  sons  inspired  by  love  and  truth  forego 

200  What  Mammon  offers,  or  the  Rabbis  shew. 

With  streaming  eyes  in  sumless  grief  they  view 
Him,  whom  their  sires  in  bigot  frenzy  slew, 
Worthy  all  praise,  as  Heir  of  David's  line, 
Worthy  all  praise,  as  David's  Lord  Divine ; 

205  Who,  when  He  stoop'd,  in  mercy  deign'd  to  bless 
The  lost  and  ruin'd  by  his  lowliness. 

*  "  I  will  say  to  the  North,  Give  up  ;  and  to  the  South, 
Keep  not  back :  bring  my  sons  from  far,  and  my  daughters  from 
the  ends  of  the  earth." — Isaiah  xliii.  6. 


JTTDEA.  135 

Fountains  of  tears  their  pallid  cheeks  deform, 

Lamentings  sound  like  Ocean's  furious  storm. 

Less  was  the  woe,  when  o'er  Josiah's*  bier 
210  Desponding  Judah  shed  the  mindful  tear. 

In  briny  drops  of  contrite  grief  they  sow, 

But  joy  succeeds — the  harvest  of  their  woe. 

Jehovah  deigns  to  grant  primeval  days, 

The  reign  of  splendour,  and  the  glow  of  praise. 
215  Auspicious  science  of  inventions  boasts, 

And  patriot  ardour  fires  the  martial  hosts. 

In  grateful  ease  the  pilgrim's  foot  reclines, 

The  friend  of  Salem  seeks  no  other  shrines ; 

And  Israel's  line  owns  wider  sway,  I  ween, 
220  Than  fell  to  Ishmael  in  the  Saracene : 

While  earth's  best  gifts,  not  few  nor  small,  com- 
bine 

With  joys  and  succour  from  the  Hand  Divine. 

No  more  a  butt  for  scorn,  a  prey  to  wrong, 
Happy  as  rich,  magnificent  as  strong, 
225  Reviving  Zion  shall  her  turrets  raise, 

A  scene  of  pleasure,  and  a  name  of  praise. 

As  a  tall  oak,  impair'd  by  wasting  age, 

Lone  and  defenceless  brooks  the  winter's  rage  ; 

*  "  In  that  day  shall  there  be  a  great  mourning  in  Jerusalem,  as 
the  mourning  of  Hadadrimmon  in  the  valley  of  Megiddon." — 
Zechariah  xii.  11. 


136  JUDEA. 

No  crowns  of  leaves  the  battling  storm  repel, 
230  Or  veil  the  scars  where  bolts  of  thunder  fell ; 
But  blooming  spring  returns,  the  scars  to  hide, 
And  with  fresh  honours  fan  its  ancient  pride. 

Where  are  the  hosts,  to  whom  their  captor 
gave 

A  home  in  Halah  near  to  Gozan's  wave  ? 
235  Where,  Median  cities,  are  the  stranger-band, 

Umvilling  exiles  from  their  father -land  ? 

The  feats  of  old  are  hush'd,  in  changeful  war 

The  trophied  Medes  have  found  a  conqueror; 

And  choice  or  fear  through  time's  eventful  sway 
240  Elsewhere  have  borne  the  captive  tribes  away  ; 

Reveal'd  to  One  who  can  their  lineage  trace, 

And  call  the  exiles  from  their  hiding-place. 

From  east  to  west,  by  Cinn'reth's  refluent  sea, 
They  haste  to  claim  the  plains  of  Galilee. 
245  Jehovah's*  arm  the  marching  hosts  sustains, 
As  erst  their  fathers  from  Egyptia's  plains. 
Delighted  Hermon  rears  his  lofty  mien, 
And  Tabor  clothes  his  sides  with  fresher  green, 

*  "  I  will  surely  assemble,  O  Jacob,  all  of  thee ;  I  will  surely 
gather  the  remnant  of  Israel." — Micah  ii.  12. 


JUDEA. 


137 


As  though  with  friendly  signs  prepared  to  greet 
250  The  long-lost  exiles  to  their  native  seat. 
No  more  shall  Salem  tempt  the  envious  eye, 
Nor  proud  Samaria  with  her  sister  vie  ; 
Nor  Ephraim*  more  in  Judah's  ills  delight, 
Nor  princely  Judah  vex  the  Ephrathite  ; 
255  But  unsuspicious  peace  and  concord  reign, 
And  Jacob's  sons,  as  brethren,  love  again. 

Increasing  towns  on  desert  wastes  are  found, 
'Till  homeless  thousands  find  no  empty  ground. 
The  sons  of  Canaan  need  an  ampler  shore, 
260  And  all  her  plenty  seems  but  scanty  store. 

Judah,  dismiss  regrets,  nor  muse  upon 
The  might  of  David,  pomp  of  Solomon. 
Truth  loves  old  haunts,  and  angel  hosts  once  more 
Shall  haunt  the  realm,  where  oft  glad  news  they 
bore. 
265  Though  Jezreel  f  stands,  where  vengeance  scathed 
the  foe, 
And  memory  lisps  of  captured  Jericho. 

*   "Ephraim  shall  not  envy  Judah,  and  Judah   shall  not  vex 
Ephraim. — Isaiah  xi.  13. 

f   The  Midianites  and  Amalekites  were  here  defeated  before 
Gideon. — Judges  vi.  33. 


138  JUBEA. 

Though   plains   and   hills   reveal,    with    legends 
fraught, 

How  seers  have  prophesied,  and  heroes  fought. 

Auspicious  fame  may  hoard  a  loftier  tale 
270  For  Kishon's  ancient  stream,  and  Hebron's  vale. 

Time   bright   with   rainbow   hues    shall   seasons 
bring, 

When  Earth*  may  flourish  'neath  Judea's  wing ; 

And  foreign  legions  Canaan's  realm  resign, 

Jehovah's  grant — by  right  of  ages  thine. 
275  And  Moslems  f  haply,  at  their  master's  call, 

Hew  the  dry  wood,  or  build  the  circling  wall. 

Europe  befriends,  with  grateful  love  possess'd, 
The   troubled   race,    whose   sires    her    God   has 

bless'd. 

In  thy  revival  Truth's  benignant  sway 
280  Extends  its  range,  and  sheds  a  milder  ray. 

Thy  native  vine  acquires  a  deeper  root, 
Blossoms,  and  buds,  and  fills  the  world  with  fruit. 

*  "  And  the  Gentiles  shall  come  to  thy  light,  and  kings  to  the 
brightness  of  thy  rising." — Isaiah  lx.  3. 

f  "  The  sons  of  them  that  afflicted  thee  shall  come  bending  unto 
thee."— Isaiah  lx.  14. 


JUDEA. 


139 


Blent  with  thy  tribes  the  thoughtful  mind  must 
trace 

The  choicest  boons  that  cheer'd  our  hapless  race, 
285  And  link'd  with  it  prophetic  hymns  disclose 

The  fairest  landscape  which  the  future  shews. 

Yet  there  may  crowd  within  thy  honour'd  state 

The  sage,  the  rich,  the  virtuous,  and  the  great. 

Ages  may  grant  thee,  in  thy  pomp  array'd, 
290  The  will  to  pity,  and  the  power  to  aid  ; 

And  holy  works,  and  purest  joys  declare, 

"  Salem*  is  favour'd,  and  the  Lord  is  there." 


The   king   was    absent :     wild    dissensions 
rose, 
His  friends  less  active,  fiercer  were  his  foes. 
295  The  king  returns  :  disloyal  factions  fly, 

And  truth  and  order  thrive  beneath  his  eye. 

More  famed  than   Sheba's,   and  with   more 
amaze 
Shall  foreign  queens  on  Salem's  glory  gaze, 
A  beacon  bright  in  darkness,  Israel's  pride, 
300  Shining  for  all,  who  seek  her  realms  beside. 

*   "  And  the  name  of  the  city  from  that  day  shall  he,  The  Lord 
is  there." — Ezekiel  xlviii.  35, 


140  JUDEA. 

Zion*  shall  feel  fresh  throes,  and  nations  view 
Heirs  of  her  faith,  and  to  her  monarch  true, 
Condemn  her  doubts,  and  rash  impatience  chide, 
When  clans  of  children  fan  their  mother's  pride. 

305  They  from  the  swoon,  that  wrapp'd  their  sires, 
awake 
With  ancient  ardour  for  Messiah's  sake. 
The  tuneful  Psalmists  vie  in  pleasing  song, 
The  rapt  Isaiahs  welcome  strains  prolong. 
The  saints,  as  erst  in  Pentecostal  days, 

310  In  various  tonguesf  reveal  Messiah's  praise  : 
With  glowing  zeal  o'er  land  and  seas  they  speed, 
And  spread  the  records  of  a  blissful  creed, 
To  light  and  hope  benighted  tribes  recall, 
Heirs  of  the  faith  and  energy  of  Paul. 

315  Yearly  they  wage  crusades  of  holy  love, 

Their  amrs  unearthly,  and  their  hopes  above. 

The  star  of  Judah  dimm'd  in  hazy  skies 
With  brighter  beam  in  happier  days  shall  rise, 
Compose  the  waters  of  the  heaving  main, 
320  And  usher  peace  and  blessedness  again. 

*  "  Shall  a  nation  be  born  at  once  ?  for  as  soon  as  Zion  travailed, 
she  brought  forth  her  children." — Isaiah  lxvi.  8. 

f  The  Jews  necessarily  know  many  languages  through  their 
wide  dispersion. 


JUDEA. 


141 


O  Zion's  King,  whene'er  thy  feet  be  set 
On  mountain  steeps  of  leafy  Olivet, 
Or  how  Thou  may'st  to  David's  race  allied 
In  Salem  dwell,  and  o'er  her  tribes  preside, 
325  1  nought  presage  ;  but  be  this  wish  exprest, 
"  Thou  art  of  Abraham,  let  his  seed  be  blest." 


BOOK   VIII. 


THE  MILLENNIUM. 

The  kingdom  of  Christ,  1-40  —  Decline  of  evil,  41-98— 
Prevalence  of  Peace  and  Love,  99-150 — An  age  of  pros- 
perity, 151-162 — Diminution  of  error,  163-168,  and 
Heathenism,  169-264 — Altered  bias  of  the  fashion  of  the 
World,  265-288 — Happiness  of  domestic  and  social  life, 
289-370— Satan  hound,  371-376— Angelic  visits  to  earth 
renewed,  377-384— Blessedness  of  the  Saints,  385-388 — 
The  heavenly  Jerusalem,  389-400 — The  purposes  of  God 
accomplished,  401-408. 


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THE    MILLENNIUM. 


'  Powers,  Princedoms,  Virtues,  wait  thy  Sovereign  call, 
And  but  for  Thee  exists  this  breathing  all. 
Then  shake  thy  heavens,  thou  mightiest,  and  descend, 
While  Truth  and  Peace  thy  radiant  march  attend. 
"With  wearied  hopes  thy  thousand  empires  groan, 
Our  aching  eyes  demand  thy  promised  throne."— Grant. 


'  0  scenes  surpassing  fable,  and  yet  true." — Cowper. 


Earth,  troubled  earth,  where  fierce  ambition  stirs 
Contending  tribes  to  gory  massacres, 
And  brooding  sin  with  gilded  evils  rife 
Mars  the  soft  blandishments  of  fleeting  life, 
5  To  thy  tired  realms  a  long  delightful  train 
Of  holy  pleasures  bend  their  course  again  ; 
For  Truth  prophetic  opes  her  mystic  seals, 
And  change  comes  borne   on   Wisdom's  order'd 
wheels. 

We  nought  regret  that  Glory  pales  her  beams, 
10  Where  Shinar  blooms  begirt  by  rival  streams  ; 


146  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

Nor  may  we  mourn  that  Media's  pride  has  fled, 
And  Susa  bows  in  dust  her  stately  head  ; 
Or  that  the  light,  which  Pella's  *  towers  upon, 
Like  meteors,  flashing,  has  like  meteors  gone  ; 

15  Or  that  imperial  Rome  has  brook'd  decay, 
Iron  her  heroes,  iron  too  her  sway  ; — 
For  empire's  best  and  noblest  throne  shall  rise, 
And  earth  obey  the  Monarch  of  the  skies, 
No  more  a  planet  where  Affliction's  band 

20  With  Sin,  dark  playmate,  travels  hand  in  hand. 
The  final  kingdom  far  exceeds  the  rest, 
Firmer,  and  happier,  worthier  to  be  blest ; 
Kingdom  of  One  adored  by  quoirs  above, 
Who  died  to  triumph,  and  whose  name  is  love. 


25  The  future  dawns,  and  on  its  scented  slope 

Teem  the  fair  amaranths  of  enchanting  hope  ; 
The  dreary  wastes  surpassing  charms  disclose, 
And  howling  deserts  blossom  as  the  rose. 
Truth's  scatter'd  sparks  more  frequent  and  more 
bright 

30  Twinkle,  like  fireflies  in  the  pagan  night ; 

Their  numbers  swell,  their  radiance  lovelier  seems, 
'Till  o'er  the  earth  a  solar  lustre  gleams; 

*  Ancient  capital  of  Macedonia. 


THE    MILLENNIUM.  147 

Exulting  nations  walk  in  sacred  light, 

And  all  the  path  with  joy  and  hope  is  bright. 

35  With  ready  zeal  a  train  of  monarchs  brings 

The  spoil  of  kingdoms  to  the  King  of  kings, 
Yea !  costlier  gifts  are  in  his  cause  resign'd, 
The  grateful  heart — the  comprehensive  mind — 
Nor  Seba's  woods,  nor  Tarshish  isles  withhold 

40  The  stores  of  frankincense,  or  mines  of  gold. 

Methinks  unveil'd  the  promised  age  displays 
A  glorious  glimpse  of  unembitter'd  days. 
Ambition  soaring  in  unfriendly  skies 
Stoops  her  tired  wing,  and  fails  again  to  rise. 

45  Keen-eyed  Suspicion  sees  no  feign'd  pretence, 
And  lulls  the  rising  doubt  in  confidence. 
In  vain  lean  Envy  seeks  her  wonted  store, 
Like  some  wreck'd  sailor  on  a  barren  shore. 
Affliction  sees  her  healthy  scholars  play, 

50  Lulls  cautious  fears,  and  puts  her  draughts  away. 
Disease  may  mark  few  victims  for  her  prey, 
And  Death  waits  ages  to  assert  his  sway. 
Oppressors  contrite  for  their  base  employ 
Restore  the  plunder  with  a  fourfold  joy. 

55  Night  hastens  not,  with  sleepless  fears  array'd, 
Witness    of    crimes,   which    court   her   mantling 
shade. 


148  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

The  hand,  another's  goods  once  prone  to  spoil. 

Is  quick  to  kindness,  and  inured  to  toil. 

No  prison-house  with  threat'ning  front  appears 

60  To  guard  the  lawless,  or  alarm  their  fears. 
No  smuggler's  bark,  no  corsair  haunts  the  seas, 
But  smiliug  commerce  freights  her  argosies. 
Each  frigate  speeding  o'er  the  ocean  spray 
Brings  welcome  news  from  kinsmen  far  away. 

65  No  toilsome  rustics  mark  with  heartfelt  pain 
Uprooted  vines,  or  desolated  grain. 
The  sower  reaps,  the  planter*  keeps  his  trees, 
In  his  own  house  the  builder  dwells  at  ease. 
Yet  kindness  thrives,  and  welcome  pilgrims  hie, 

70  Where  fenceless  orchards  choicest  fruits  supply. 
No  more  fell  showers  of  deadly  hail  descend 
By  human  hands  a  kindred  life  to  end. 
No  poison'd  dart  with  vengeance  laden  flies, 
The  club  disused,  the  spear  unvalued,  lies. 

75  The  war-whoop  spreads  no  terrors  through  the 
vale, 
Nor  paeans  more  the  Grod  of  conquest  hail ; 
Nor  patriot-hymns,  recording  feats  of  war, 
Eejoice  the  wigwam  of  the  conqueror. 


*  "  They  shall  not  build  and  another  inhabit ;  they  shall  not 
plant,  and  another  eat."— Isaiah  lxv.  22. 


THE    MILLENNIUM.  149 

Triumphant  trophies  yield  to  quick  decay, 

80     And  banner'd  flags  are  Time's  unaided  prey. 
From  risks  of  conflict  veterans  gain  release, 
And  arms  are  tarnish'd  with  the  rust  of  peace, 
Save  when  in  rural  shares  the  sword  appears, 
And  pruning-hooks  usurp  the  form  of  spears. 

85     Hush'd  are  the  records  of  the  angry  broil, 
The  pomp  of  conquest,  and  the  rush  of  spoil. 
No  breezes  fraught  with  sighs  of  sorrow  blow, 
No  hills  re-echo  to  the  plaints  of  woe. 
No  pining  slaves,  for  sale  intended  soon, 

90     Eat  bread  of  sorrow  in  the  barracoon,* 
Nor  exiled  sail  beneath  a  scorching  sun 
To  faint  with  toils,  and  wish  their  labours  clone. 
Man  in  his  fellow  sees  nor  fears  a  foe, 
Nor  Plata*  hears  her  wonted  sighs  of  woe. 

95     "  Know  ye  the  Lord  ?  "  enquirers  fail  to  say, 
For  Truth  is  wide-spread  as  the  beams  of  day, 
And  white-robed  Holiness  asserts  her  reign, 
Shrinking  from  guilt,  and  blushing  at  a  stain. 

Unruffled  Peace  with  soft  angelic  mien 
100  In  rural  vales,  and  crowded  towns,  is  seen. 

*  Receptacle  of  slaves  previous  to  their  sale, 
f  Plata,  a  river   of  South  America  flowing  near  quarters  oi 
slavery  and  contention. 


150  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

For  her  own  locks  selectest  wreaths  she  twines, 
Adds  to  her  harvests,  and  improves  her  vines.    ■ 
Stores  from  all  lands  upon  her  quays  are  roll'd, 
Her  wharves  a  world's  collected  treasures  hold. 

105  In  Earth's  last  age  She  yields  her  noblest  arts, 
And  trades  successful  in  a  thousand  marts. 
Survey  her  domes  ;  her  choice  museums  scan, 
The  boast  of  nations,  and  the  pride  of  man. 
She  lifts  her  wand,  the  hungry  pine  no  more, 

110  No  harsh  repulse  is  heard  at  Learning's  door. 
From  every  lip  resounds  in  matchless  lays 
The  song  of  gladness,  and  the  hymn  of  praise. 
Hers  are  yon  cattle  on  the  mountain -steep, 
Hers  are  the  yachts  parading  through  the  deep, 

115  And  hers  those  fanes,  which  grand  and  frequent  rise 
With  stately  spires  uplifted  to  the  skies. 

Like  a  soft  dove  in  some  sequester'd  isle, 
Where  Tropic  suns  elicit  Nature's  smile, 
Which  lives  and  dies  unconscious  of  alarm, 
120  Beholds  no  foe,  and  apprehends  no  harm  : 
Thus  Peace  enjoys  a  calm  and  deep  repose 
Heedless  of  war,  unpractised  in  its  woes. 

O  Peace  and  Love,  ye  pure  celestial  pair, 
With  thoughts  so  noble,  and  with  looks  so  fair, 


THE   MILLENNIUM.  151 

125  "Who  on  this  harass'd  earth  benignly  deign 
To  scatter  joys  attendant  on  your  train, 
I,  too  severely  and  too  often  whirl' d 
In  boiling  eddies  of  a  jarring  world, 
Loth  to  observe  where  Discord's  hateful  form 

1 30  Screams  with  affright,  and  rides  above  the  storm, — 
To  your  retreats,  as  to  a  port,  repair, 
And  pleasure  gain — unmingled  pleasure — there. 
All  that  I  long  for — all  I  prize — I  find, 
And  sigh  for  nothing  which  I  leave  behind. 

135  With  harmless  wolves  the  lambs  in  concord  dwell, 
The  kid  and  lynx  together  pace  the  dell. 
Bisons  approach  unhurt  the  leopard's  lair, 
The  dog   holds  converse   with   the   gamesome 

hare. 
The  bears  and  deer  agree,  on  sunny  slope 

140  The  panther  gambols  with  the  antelope. 
Hyenas  quit  their  wilds  for  peopled  lawns, 
And  share  the  pastime  of  the  sportive  fawns. 
Forgetting  pristine  feuds,  the  tiger  whiles 
Pacific  hours  with  friendly  crocodiles. 

145  Fearless  nor  fear'd  an  infant  gaily  leads 
The  calf  and  playful  lion  o'er  the  meads. 
The  stingless  adder,  nature's  pictured  toy, 
Coils  round  the  tresses  of  the  jocund  boy. 


152  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

The  gentle  falcon  and  unwarlike  dove 
150  Are  trusty  playmates  in  the  league  of  love. 

Where   briers*  flourish'd,  fragrant   myrtles 
bloom, 
And  beauteous  firs  the  place  of  thorns  assume. 
On  shaggy  steeps  the  fruitful  corn  uprears 
Like  waving  Lebanon,  its  rustling  ears. 
155  Through  every  country  in  perennial  bloom 
The  rose  of  Sharon  sheds  a  sweet  perfume. 

The  troubled  waters  of  pernicious  crime 
Retiring  leave  the  precincts  of  our  clime  ; 
While  doves  of  peace  desisting  from  their  flight 
160  With  gladsome  wing  on  happy  Edens  light. 
Farther  and  wider  grace  extends  her  reign, 
'Till  earth's  vast  regions  seem  one  holy  fane. 

E'en  queenly  Rome,  which  flush'd  with  feats 
of  pride, 
For  realms  coequal  with  earth's  limits  sigh'd, 
165  And  sought  with  cords  of  priestly  thrall  to  bind 
In  later  years  the  current  of  the  mind, 
On  her  old  summits  truth  and  love  enthrones, 
And  longs  to  spread  the  blessedness  she  owns. 

*  "  Instead  of  the  thorn  shall  come  up  the  fir  tree,  and  instead 
of  the  brier  shall  come  up  the  myrtle  tree." — Isaiah  lv.  13. 


THE   MILLENNIUM.  153 

No  more  deceiving  and  no  more  deceived 
170  The  Moollah*  hates  the  tales  he  once  believed. 
Imposture's  lore  the  Muftis  cease  to  heed, 
And  rank  as  primates  of  a  holier  creed. 
Lost  is  the  Koran  ;  for  Muezzin's  f  knells 
Unnumber'd  churches  peel  enlivening  bells. 
175  The  Dervish  quits  the  haunts;  where  error's  night 
Reft  the  still  scenes  of  profit  and  delight. 
MohurrunJ  comes,  but  priest  and  people  fail 
And  Expectation  drops  her  wonted  tale. 
Before  the  cross  the  crescent  fades  away, 
180  Like  the  moon  fleeing  the  approach  of  day, 
It  wanes — for  ever  wanes — and  Earth  appears 
Deck'd  with  new  smiles  upon  the  trace  of  tears. 

The   happy    Hindoo,    quitting    Cavery's|| 
wave, 
In  purer  streams  desires  his  soul  to  lave. 
18o  From  mystic  arts  and  drowning  zealots  free 
Unsullied  Gunga  rolls  her  mimic  sea, 
Leaving  no  relics  in  the  blushing  tide 
Of  yearly  groups,  who  seeking  pardon  died. 

*  Moollah  a  priest  of  eminence,  Mufti  a  high  priest,  Dervish  a 
priest  of  ascetic  habits,  among  the  Mahometans. 

f  Muezzin,  the  call  of  the  followers  of  Mahomet  to  prayer. 
X  Mohurrun,  a  celebrated  Mahometan  festival. 
II  Caverv,  one  of  the  sacred  rivers  of  India. 


154  THE   MILLENNIUM. 

Enlighten'd  Brahmins  cast  with  scorn  away 
190  The  broider'd  Poita,*  and  the  Trishula. 
.    At  Kurruck  Poojah  the  tormenting  swing 

Attracts  no  zealots,  no  spectators'  ring. 

No  myriads  haste,  collected  from  afar, 

To  drag  in  triumph  Pooree's  idol  car. 
1 95  No  fatal  Suttees  with  malignant  flame 

Uncall'd  of  heaven  the  youthful  widow  claim  : 

But  tuneful  lips  are  strains  of  Zion  taught, 

Where  carols  hail'd  the  bloody  Juggernaut. 

A  true  Avatar  f  priests  of  Boodh  adore. 
200  Expectant  islands  J  need  to  wait  no  more. 

No  fell  volcanoes  of  an  eastern  sky, 

Discharge  the  lava  of  Idolatry. 

The  raging  fires  are  lull'd  in  deep  repose, 

Its  hideous  jaws  the  crater  seems  to  close. 
205  While  meek  Religion  with  confiding  care 

Tills  the  rich  steep,  and  hopes  a  harvest  there. 

The  Sophis  §  fail,  the  Dairi  ||  quits  Japan, 
And  China's  Monarch  dwindles  to  the  man. 

*  Poita  and  Trishula,  the  insignia  of  the  Brahminical  order. 

f  Avatar,  an  incarnation  of  the  Deity. 

X  "  And  the  isles  shall  wait  for  his  law." — Isaiah  xlii.  4. 

§  Sophis,  Persian  priests. 

||  Dairi,  the  spiritual  monarch  of  Japan. 


THE  MILLENNIUM.  155 

The  worshipp'd  Lama*  of  a  priestly  race, 

210  Sinful  and  frail,  implores  celestial  grace. 
Disclaiming  borrow'd  rank,  he  owns  divine 
A  king  and  priest  of  Salem's  peaceful  line. 
Near  warbling  Maykaung  truth  enthroned  on  high 
Scans  the  snatch'd  trophies  of  Idolatry  : 

215  The  winding  Meinam  in  majestic  pride 

With  notes  of  gladness  rolls  her  silver  tide : 
While  man  exulting  on  her  beauteous  strand 
Expects  a  holier  state,  a  lovelier  land. 
'Mid  winter  frosts  Religion's  genial  glow 

220  Yields  hope  and  solace  to  the  Esquimaux. 
Stern  tabus  cease,  no  vengeful  gods  in  ire 
To  grace  their  marais  human  heads  require. 
Faditras  f  fail  in  Madagascar's  clime, 
Save  in  the  Lamb,  who  bore  the  curse  of  crime. 

225  Odies  forbear  to  charm,  the  doubtful  eye 
Turns  to  the  Scriptures  from  the  Sikidy.J 
From  prairie  wilds  is  borne  the  Redman's  prayer 
To  heaven's  high  portals,  and  admitted  there ; 
And  either  Ind  exhaustless  wealth  has  gain'd, 

230  Better  than  all  their  choicest  mines  contained. 


*  Lama,  the  spiritual  Sovereign  of  Thibet,  who  lives  in  a  splen- 
did palace  367  feet  high,  and  containing  10,000  apartments. 

f  Faditra,  an  expiatory  victim.      %  Sikidy,  a  method  of  divination. 


156  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

The  idols  fall  unhallow'd  and  forlorn, 
Like  Thor  and  Woden  of  their  godhead  shorn. 
Error  abash'd  its  holds  and  fanes  resigns, 
Hymnless  the  courts  and  desolate  the  shrines. 

235  As   when    the    sun    has    scatter'd   melting 

beams 
O'er  icy  margin  of  impeded  streams, 
From  neighbouring  heights  the  crested  flakes  of 

snow, 
Dissolve  in  rills  and  seek  the  vales  below, 
Where  with  collected  force  the  rivers  urge 

240  Impetuous  billows  to  the  ocean  surge  ; 

So  countless  bands,  with  holy  zeal  which  glow, 
From  either  pole  to  Zion's  Church  shall  flow,* 
All  wintry  chillness,  like  declining  frost, 
In  beams  of  more  than  solar  splendour  lost, 

245  'Till  earth  reflects  in  deeds  of  peace  and  love 
The  bliss  of  Eden,  or  the  realms  above  ; 
From  zones  and  tropics — from  the  distant  poles, 
Onward  the  brimming  tide  of  blessing  rolls  ; 
But  He,  whose  mandate  ocean's  surge  obey'd, 

250  Bids  not  these  fertilizing  streams  be  stay'd. 

*  "  The  mountain  of  the  Lord's  house  shall  he  established  in  the 
top  of  the  mountains,  and  shall  be  exalted  above  the  hills ;  and  all 
nations  shall  flow  unto  it." — Isaiah  ii.  2 


THE    MILLENNIUM.  157 

The  tree  of  life,  in  comely  grace  array' d, 
Extends  its  boughs  and  casts  a  cooling  shade. 
Which  grateful  nations  knit  in  concord  view, 
(Of  various  language  and  diverse  their  hue.) 

255  They  eat  its  fruits,  'neath  friendly  shadows  rest, 
And  prize  its  leaves,  of  healing  power  possess'd. 
Salvation's  ensign  dances  to  the  breeze 
In  Borneo's  fields,  or  snowy  Celebes. 
Tonquin's  *  broad  gulf  the  barks  of  peace  explore., 

260  Or  furl  their  canvass  on  Corea'sf  shore. 
In  stern  PapuaJ  lights  the  mystic  dove, 
And  realms  of  fierceness  turn  to  homes  of  love. 
Far  more  than  tale  or  fancy  e'er  express'd, 
The  Tropic  groups  are  "  islands  of  the  bless'd." 

265  What  now,  O  world,  thy  bias  ?  does  the  tide 

Of  wealth  and  sway  in  wonted  channels  glide  ? 

Do  spell- bound  mortals  for  thy  favour  sigh, 

Yielding  the  incense  of  idolatry  ? 

Thy  gauds  uncover'd  latent  dross  display, 
270  Thy  bubbles  break,  thy  shadows  fade  away. 

*  The  Gulf  of  Tonquin  borders  on  China. 

f  The  Peninsula  of  Corea  is  tributary  to  China. 

I  Papua,  or  New  Guinea,  is  an  Island  in  the   South  Seas, 
occupied  by  savages. 


158  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

Thy  fashion  fails,  each  gift  unvalued  lies, 
Save  what  reflecting  reason  deigns  to  prize. 
Friendship  with  God  begins,  thy  votaries  eye 
The  radiant  portals  of  Eternity. 
275  One  strife — one  holy  strife — pure  bosoms  feel, 
Who  may  be  foremost  in  devoted  zeal. 
And  yet  the  One,  most  true  to  duty's  call, 
Envied  by  none,  is  loved  and  praised  by  all. 

Religion  pleased  with  absolute  control 
280  To  Reason  gives  the  rudder  of  the  soul, 

Which  in  her  homeward  course  exults  to  glide, 
Shook  by  no  blasts,  nor  turn'd  by  storms  aside. 
Mean  transient  cares  devise  attacks  in  vain, 
Too  weak  to  ruffle  joy's  auspicious  reign. 
285  Spontaneous  thoughts  acknowledge  duty's  sway, 
Nor  find  it  strange  or  irksome  to  obey. 
The  heart's  best  faculties  untarnish'd  shine, 
The  ore  most  precious,  infinite  the  mine. 

Domestic  scenes  the  blissful  days  recall, 
290  Spent  once  in  Eden  previous  to  the  fall, 
Melting  the  feelings  in  ecstatic  trance, 
Far,  far  surpassing  annals  of  romance. 
And  Beauty's  self  her  mightiest  spell  to  bind 
Requires  the  comelier  graces  of  the  mind. 


THE    MILLENNIUM.  159 

295  In  useful  converse  hours  serenely  glide, 

And  watchful  Conscience  finds  no  words  to  chide. 
Sweet  nature  breathes  of  peace,   and  more  than 

this, 
Each  inmost  feeling  owns  the  rule  of  bliss. 

Friends  heed  not  wars  of  Roses,*  red  and 
white, 

300  Nor  Jena's  f  fears,  as  rival  eagles  fight, 

How  Russian  valour  thinn'd  the  Gallic  host, 
While  hunger  thousands  slew,  and  myriads  frost : 
How  Saragossa  J  stemm'd  the  tide  of  war, 
And  Schymla  §  waved  the  reeking  cimeter. 

305  The  deadly  breach — the  'leaguer'd  city's  fall — 
The  penal  cell — the  teeming  hospital — 
The  widow's  shrieks — appal  no  tender  sense ;' 
Hush'd  is  the  name  and  tale  of  violence.  || 

*  The  civil  wars  of  the  Lancastrians  and  Yorkists,  whose 
badges  were  the  red  and  white  roses. 

f  The  eagle  of  France  and  the  black  eagle  of  Prussia  were  hostile 
standards  in  the  battle  of  Jena. 

X  Saragossa,  celebrated  for  its  two  sieges  sustained  against  the 
French. 

§  Schymla  a  Turkish  town,  which  successfully  repelled  every 
attack  of  the  Russians. 

||  "  Violence  shall  no  more  be  heard  in  thy  land." — Isaiah  Ix.  18. 


160  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

The  quest  has  ceased,  who  bade  in  Egypt's 
skies 
310  Yon  stately  pile  of  pyramids  arise ; 
And  none  enquire  the  genealogic  tree 
Of  those  whose  lives  disgraced  their  ancestry. 


Yet  there  are  themes  embalm'd  in  constant 
praise, 
Which  Glory  celebrates  in  choicest  lays, 
315  Who  to  each  savage  clan,  and  dreaded  shore, 
The  radiant  beacon  of  the  Gospel  bore  ; 
And  who  translated,  to  long  study  given, 
The  lively  Oracles,  the  gift  of  Heaven  ; 
And  fearless  saints,  who  necks  for  slaughter 
bared, 
320  Or  daily  toil'd,  for  such  high  fate  prepared ; 
How  distant  isles  *  and  latent  realms  were  trod 
By  holy  men,  ambassadors  of  God  ; 
Who,    when    adventure   paused,    and    commerce 

fail'd, 
Secluded  nations  wrapt  in  error  hail'd. 
325  And  opening  minds  through  time's  delightful 
course 
Are  early  taught  of  Swartz  and  Wilberforce. 

*  Rarotonga  was  discovered  by  the  Missionary  Williams. 


THE    MILLENNIUM.  1(U 

What  are  the  mind's  most  high  and  noble 
powers, 
When  busy  thought  forgets  the  fleeting  hours, 
And  what  the  sympathetic  charm,  which  blends 
330  Kindred  with  kindred,  and  the  friend  with  friends, 
When  looks  benign,  and  words  of  cheerful  strain 
Proclaim  the  joy  that  waits  on  friendship's  reign  ? 

And  what  the  bliss,  when,  wing'd  with  hope 
and  prayer, 
The  happy  Christian  breathes  a  purer  air, 
33o  Heeding  the  time  when  God  on  sapphire  throne 
The  sons  of  earth  as  sons  of  heaven  shall  own, 
And  Jesus,  long  and  deeply  loved,  be  seen, 
Heard,  and  replied  to,  with  no  veil  between  ? 

These,  and  still  more  await  the  happy  mind, 
340  Matured  by  genius,  and  by  love  refined, 
Soaring,  like  eagles,  in  sublime  career, 
Soft,  like  the  turtles,  in  domestic  sphere, 
Blest  from  itself,  with  aspirations  fired, 
Worthy  of  God,  and  by  his  breath  inspired.* 

345  Heroes  there  are,  and  nobler  far  than  those 

Who  single-handed  slew  a  host  of  foes, 

*  "  And  the  Lord  God  formed  man  of  the  dust  of  the  ground, 
and  breathed  into  his  nostrils  the  breath  of  life." — Genesis  ii.  7. 


162  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

Heroes — and  yet  it  is  their  chief  employ- 
To  banish  grief,  and  spread  the  reign  of  joy, 
With  eyes  to  pity,  ears  to  learn  distress, 
350  A  hand  to  succour,  and  a  voice  to  bless. 

Religion  grieves  not  o'er  the  wounds  of 
strife, 
Nor  error  dims  the  radiant  lamp  of  life  ; 
But  love,  and  faith,  and  holy  peace  endear 
The  changeless  Sabbath  of  the  tranquil  year. 

355  The  lustre  wanes  of  vaunted  bard  or  sage, 

The  pride  of  Athens,  or  Augustan  age, 
For  noble  themes  in  fair  luxuriance  throng, 
And  choice  and  duty  swell  the  tide  of  song. 
Unworthy  chains  no  soaring  genius  bind, 

360  No  meteor  fire  distracts  the  thoughtful  mind. 
With  tireless  zeal  the  ardent  musings  burn, 
By  God  assisted,  while  to  Him  they  turn. 
The  beauteous  earth — the  stars  which  gem  the  sky, 
Conspicuous  marks  of  wondrous  skill  supply. 

365  Creatures  through  air  and  land  and  seas  declare 
The  hand  of  skill,  the  heart  of  ceaseless  care. 
Graced  with  unwonted  charm  melodious  lays 
Hymn  Jesu's  triumphs,  and  Jehovah's  praise. 


THE    MILLENNIUM.  163 

Thoughts    upward   crowd,    and   glowing   hearts 
aspire, 
370   Where     heavenly    minstrels    strike    a    kindred 
lyre. 

Satan  is  bound,  nor  wends  his  wonted  way, 
Fearful  to  roar,  and  quick  to  seize  his  prey, 
Too  long  usurping  despot  o'er  a  land 
Rich  in  the  glories  of  its  Maker's  hand. 
375  He  yields,  subdued  by  overwhelming  might, 
The  hope  of  triumph,  and  the  palm  of  fight. 

E'en  they  again,  who  erst  in  Eden's  bowers 
Conversed  with  Adam  in  his  sinless  hours, 
Continual  visits  to  his  children  pay, 
380  Deeming  past  ages  as  one  fleeting  day. 

Though  war's  dread  carnage  taints  the  stream  of 

time, 
And  earth  has  blush'd  at  carnivals  of  crime  ; 
In  changeless  joy  successive  ages  flee, 
A  thousand  years  one  happy  Jubilee. 

-385  There  too  appears  in  Honour's  bright  array 

Awful  with  judgment,  and  endued  with  sway, 


164  THE    MILLENNIUM. 

The  martyr'd  saints,*  a  tried  yet  faithful  train, 
With  Christ  they  suffer'd,   and  with  him   they 
reign. 

Upward  are  fairer  scenes,  for  regions  shine 
390  Lit  with  the  radiance  of  the  face  Divine. 
A  heavenly  Zion  boasts  her  jasper  walls, 
Streets  paved  with  massive  gold,   and  sparry 

halls, 
Compared  with  which  the  visitant  would  call 
Earth's  noblest  palace  valueless  and  small. 
395  There  from  appointed  trusts  conducted  well 

The  saints  of  love — the  dauntless  heroes — dwell. 
Each  burgher's  virtues  glad  the  generous  host, 
As  Jesu's  purchase,  and  as  Salem's  boast. 
Sabbaths  would  come  and  temples  rise  in  vain, 
400  All  time  one  Sabbath,  and  all  space  one  fane. 

The  sons  of  God,  who  sang  Creation's  birth, 
Shout  j"  with  more  rapture  o'er  the  bliss  of  earth. 

*  "  I  saw  the  souls  of  them  that  were  beheaded  for  the  witness 
of  Jesus  ;  and  they  lived  and  reigned  with  Christ  a  thousand 
years." — Rev.  xx.  4. 

f  "  Where  wast  thou  when  I  laid  the  foundations  of  the  earth  ? 
When  the  morning  stars  sang  together,  and  all  the  sons  of  God 
shouted  for  joy  ?" — Job  xxxviii.  4 — 7. 


THE    MILLENNIUM. 


165 


Set  on  his  ancient  throne  Jehovah  scans 
The  glorious  issue  of  unerring  plans, 
405  Turns  to  our  world  with  tenfold  stores  array' d, 
And  smiles  with  pleasure  on  the  race  he  made, 
Marking  his  laws  by  choice  and  love  sustain'd, 
A  heaven  on  earth,  and  paradise  regain'd. 


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