Part 6 (2/2)
The thought of other days, The dream of other years; With other words, and smiles, And other sighs and tears!
For all who love like me, When their parting ends, Friends must never be, But more or less than friends!
TO THE WINDS
Blow fair to-day, ye changing Winds!
And smooth the story sea; For now ye waft a sacred bark, And bear a friend from me.
From you he flies, ye Northern Winds, Your Southern mates to seek; So urge his keel until he feels Their kisses on his cheek: And when their tropic kisses warm, And tropic skies impart, Their floods of suns.h.i.+ne to his veins, Their gladness to his heart-- Blow fair again, ye happy Winds!
And smooth again the sea, For then ye'll waft the blessed bark, And bear my friend to me!
”WIND OF SUMMER, MURMUR LOW.”
Wind of summer, murmur low, Where the charmed waters flow, While the songs of day are dying, And the bees are homeward flying, As the breezes come and go.
Come and go, hum and blow, Winds of summer, sweet and low, Ere my lover sinks to rest, While he lies upon my breast, Kiss his forehead, pale and fair, Kiss the ringlets of his hair, Kiss his heavy-lidded eyes, Where the mist of slumber lies; Kiss his throat, his cheek, his brow, And his red, red lips, as I do now, While he sleeps so sound and slow, On the heart that loves him so, Dreaming of the sad, and olden, And the loving, and the golden Wind of summers long ago!
THE LATE ELIOT WARBURTON.
The melancholy fate of the author of _The Crescent and the Cross_, _Canada_, _Darien_, &c., has been stated in these pages. In Great Britain, where he was well known and highly esteemed by literary men, there have been many feeling and apparently just tributes to his memory, one of the most interesting of which is a memoir in the _Dublin University Magazine_, from which we transcribe the following paragraphs:
”It was during an extended tour in the Mediterranean about ten years ago, that Mr. Warburton sent some sheets of ma.n.u.script notes to Mr. Lever, at that time Editor of the _Dublin University Magazine_. These at once caught that gentleman's attention, and he gladly gave them publicity, under the t.i.tle of ”Episodes of Eastern Travel,” in successive numbers of the magazine, where they were universally admired for the grace and liveliness of their style. Mr. Lever, however, soon saw that though for the purposes of his periodical these papers were extremely valuable, the author was not consulting his own best interests by continuing to give his travels to the world in that form; and, with generous disinterestedness, advised him to collect what he had already published, and the remainder of his notes, and make a book of the whole. Mr. Warburton followed his advice, entered into terms with Mr. Colburn, and published his travels under the t.i.tle of 'The Crescent and the Cross.'
”Of this book it is needless for us to speak. In spite of the formidable rivalry of an 'Eothen,' which appeared about the same time, it sprang at once into public favor, and is one of the very few books of modern travels of which the sale has continued uninterrupted through successive editions to the present time. Were we to p.r.o.nounce upon the secret of its success, we should lay it to its perfect _right-mindedness_. A changeful truth, a versatile propriety of feeling initiates the author, as it were, into the heart of each successive subject; and we find him as profoundly impressed with the genius of the Holy Land, as he is steeped, in the proper place, in the slumberous influences of the dreamy Nile, upon whose bosom he rocks his readers into a trance, to be awakened only by the gladsome originality of these melodies which come mirthfully on their ears from either bank. And, we may observe in pa.s.sing, it is precisely the _want_ of this, which prevents the indisputable power and grace of 'Eothen' from having their full effect with the public.
”Pa.s.sages of beauty, almost of sublimity, stand isolated from our sympathies by the interposed cynicism of a few caustic remarks; and scenes of the world's most ancient reverence and wors.h.i.+p become needlessly disenchanted under the spell of some skeptical sneer.
”But we must not turn aside to criticise. Since the publication of the 'Crescent and the Cross,' Mr. Warburton has written, or edited, a number of works, some historical, others of fiction, of which his last romance, 'Darien,' only appeared as he was on the eve of departing on the fatal voyage. It has been remarked as a singular circ.u.mstance, that in this tale has prefigured his own fate. A burning s.h.i.+p is described in terms which would have served as a picture of the frightful reality he was himself doomed to witness. The coincidence, casual as it is, has imparted a melancholy interest to that story, which will long be wept over as the parting and presaging legacy of a gifted spirit, prematurely s.n.a.t.c.hed away.
”These lighter effusions most probably grew out of the craving of the publishers for the _prestige_ of his name, already found to be valuable even on t.i.tle-pages; and the ready market they commanded could not but prove an excitement to continue and multiply them. This might be considered in an ulterior sense unfortunate; for we are inclined to think that the true bent of Mr. Warburton's mind, if not of his talents, was towards graver and less imaginative studies; and we know that this propensity was growing upon him with maturer years and soberer reflections.
”It is not exclusively from the bearing of his researches and the general drift of his correspondence that we infer this; though both set latterly in that direction. He had for some time been actually at work with definite objects in view. One subject which he took up warmly was a _British_ History of Ireland; that is, a history intended to deal impartial justice between the Irish people on the one side, and the British empire on the other; reviewing the politics of successive periods, neither from the Irish nor the English side of the question, but with reference to the general interests of the whole.
”The task, would have proved an arduous one, under any circ.u.mstances--perhaps an invidious one; but what was worse, even when accomplished, the book might have turned out a dull affair. So, with a view to lightening the reading, he had proposed to embody with it memoirs of the Viceroys, thus keeping the British connection prominent, while enlivening the pages with biographical touches.
”Acting on these ideas, he had actually begun a 'History of the Viceroys' in conjunction with a literary friend, and was only deterred from prosecuting it by the apathy, or rather discouragement, of the London publishers, who felt no inclination to venture upon an Irish historical speculation.
Unfortunately, neither he nor his friend could afford to pursue the task gratuitously, and it was accordingly abandoned.
”Still later, he employed himself in collecting materials for a History of the Poor--a vast theme; perhaps too vast for a single intellect to grasp. To him, however, it was a labor of love; and he had succeeded in getting together a considerable ma.s.s of curious and valuable material _pour servir_. His last visit to his native country had researches of this nature for one of its objects; and we are sure many persons connected with the charitable inst.i.tutions of Dublin, will recollect the persevering zeal with which he visited the haunts of poverty, as well as the asylums for its relief, noting down every thing which might prove afterwards serviceable on that suggestive topic.
”With an upwelling of philanthropy so pure and perennial as this, the preliminary investigations could have been only a delight to him. Other men might be forced to them as a revolting duty; he chose the inquiry, with very dubious hopes of bettering himself by prosecuting it, because his heart was full of compa.s.sion, and he thought he might do good. We repeat, what we can state from personal knowledge, that the bent of Mr. Warburton's mind was latterly towards works of general utility; and it is with great satisfaction we learn, what we had not been aware of until the public papers announced it, that his projected visit to the New World was a mission, in which the interests of humanity were to have in him an advocate and champion.
”Into his private life we feel that, under present circ.u.mstances, it would be indelicate, as well as out of place, to enter. Surrounded as he was with all the blessings which the domestic relations can bestow, beloved by his intimates, caressed by the gifted and the good, Eliot Warburton lived the centre of a radiating circle of happiness. His personal qualities were of no common order.
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