Glean'd scraps of Greek; and, curious, trac'd afar, THE MUTABILITY OF EARTHLY THINGS [From "Greenfield Hill"] Ah me! while up the long, long vale of time, What Mausoleums crowd the mournful waste! Soon fleets the sunbright Form, by man ador'd. The Arms, the Trunk, his cankering tooth devour'd; Where dwelt imperial Timur? - far astray, And, rack'd by storms, and hastening to decay, Mohammed's Mosque forsees it's final fires; And Rome's more lordly Temple day by day expires. As o'er proud Asian realms the traveller winds, Where o'er an hundred realms, the throne uprose, Soon fleets the sun-bright Form, by man ador'd; The brightest meteors angry clouds invade; And where the wonders glitter'd, none explain. Where Carthage, with proud hand, the trident sway'd, Now mud-wall'd cots sit sullen on the plain, And wandering, fierce, and wild, sequester'd Arabs reign. In thee, O Albion! queen of nations, live Whatever splendours earth's wide realms have known; And Greece her arts; and Rome her lordly throne: Supreme, on Fame's dread roll, thy heroes stand; All ocean's realms thy naval scepter own; Of bards, of sages, how august thy band! And one rich Eden blooms around thy garden'd land. But O how vast thy crimes! Through Heaven's great year, When southern Europe, worn by feuds severe; To wastes, perchance, thy brilliant fields shall turn; Some land, scarce glimmering in the light of fame, As silver-headed Time's slow years decline, Where round yon mouldering oak vain brambles twine, Erelong shall stretch his arms, and nod in yonder sky. PSALM CXXXVII [From Dwight's revision of Watts's Psalms] I love thy kingdom, Lord, The church, our blest Redeemer sav'd I love thy Church, O God! If e'er to bless thy sons My voice, or hands, deny, These hands let useful skill forsake, If e'er my heart forget For her my tears shall fall; Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Jesus, thou Friend divine, Sure as thy truth shall last, The brightest glories, earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. THE ORIGIN OF A NAME [From the "Travels in New-England and New-York"] In this township there are two mountains; one of which is named Mount Cuba, from a dog which bore that name, and was killed upon it by a bear. The other was named Mount Sunday, Seven men, one of them a Mr. Palmer, went into the Eastern part of the township, and, in the language from the following fact. of the country, were lost; that is, they became wholly uncertain of the course, which they were to pursue, in order to regain their habitations. Palmer insisted, that it lay in a direction, really Eastward, although he believed it to point Westward. His companions, judging more correctly, determined to take the opposite course. In their progress, they passed over this mountain. The day, on which they ascended it, was the Sabbath; and the mountain has, from this circumstance, derived a name, which it will probably retain, so long as the posterity of the English colonists inhabit this country. The six men, returning home, and not finding Palmer, went again in search of him. In a place, two miles Eastward of the spot where they had left him, they found him engaged in a contest with a bear; which had attacked him the preceding evening, on his way. As the bear was advancing towards him, he was fortunate enough to procure a club; with which he had been able to defend himself, until he made good his retreat to a neighbouring tree. The bear followed him as he ascended the tree; but his club enabled him to keep the animal at bay, until his companions came up, and delivered him from the impending destruction. I presume you will wonder at my mentioning these trifling incidents. I have mentioned them because they are trifles. The names of mountains, rivers, and other distinguished natural objects, both here and in England, have often seemed to me strange and inexplicable. The little incidents, which I have mentioned, furnish, I suspect, a probable explanation of this enigmatical subject, in a great proportion of cases. Events, sometimes more, and sometimes even less, significant than these, have, I am persuaded, been the origin of a great part of those odd appellations, given to so many of the objects in question. Among the proofs, that this opinion is just, the oddity, and the vulgarity of the appellations, and the speedy oblivion, into which the causes of them have fallen, are, to me, satisfactory. Their oddity proves them to have been derived from incidents, aside from the ordinary course of things: their vulgarity shews them to have been given by persons in humble life; and the fact, that the sources from which they have sprung have been so soon forgotten, evinces their insignificancy. |