66 "If we drive them back once more,' ," cried Prescott, they cannot rally again." To the enduring husbandmen about him, the terrible and appalling scene was altogether new. "We are ready for the red-coats again," they shouted, 5 cheering their commander, and not one of them shrunk from duty. LV.-WARREN'S ADDRESS BEFORE THE BATTLE PIERPONT. 1 STAND! the ground's your own, my braves What's the mercy despots feel! SAMUEL ROGERS was born at Newington Green, near London, July 30, 1763, and died December 18, 1855. In 1792, he published his "Pleasures of Memory," a poem which gave him an honorable and enduring place among the poets of his country. His subsequent productions, which are not very numerous, cannot be said to have added materially to his reputation. His poetry is marked by the careful finish and grace of patient elaboration. The following extract is from "Italy," a poem published in 1822, consisting of sketches of Italian scenery, manners, and history. Modena is a town in the northern part of Italy. Here is kept an old worm-eaten bucket, said to have been taken from the Bolognese by the Modenese, in a fight in the thirteenth century. This trophy forms the subject of a mock-heroic poem, called "The Rape of the Bucket," by Tassoni, an Italian poet of the sixteenth century. Zampieri was a celebrated painter of Bologna, (Bọ-lōn'yä,) more generally known by his first name, Domenichino, (Dọ-mā-nē-kē'-nō,) or Domenico, (Do-mã mẹ-có).] 1 2 If ever you should come to Modena,* "T is of a lady in her earliest youth, The last of that illustrious family; Done by Zampieri † — but by whom I care not. Gazes his fill, and comes and comes again, 3 She sits, inclining forward as to speak, Her lips half open, and her finger up, As though she said, "Beware!" her vest of gold * Mō'de-nä. † Dzám-pę-ā'rę. 5 6 7 An emerald stone in every golden clasp; But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, It haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Alone it hangs Over a mouldering heirloom, its companion, That by the way it may be true or false But don't forget the picture; and you will not, She was an only child - her name Ginevra, Her playmate from her birth, and her first love. Just as she looks there in her bridal dress, Her pranks the favorite theme of every tongue. Her hand, with her heart in it, to Francesco. *Antonio da Trento, a celebrated wood engraver, was born at Trent, in the Venetian States, about 1508. 8 9 0 Great was the joy; but at the nuptial feast, Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and, embarking, Donati lived and long might you have seen Full fifty years were past, and all forgotten, 'Mid the old lumber in the gallery, That mouldering chest was noticed; and 't was said By one as young, as thoughtless as Ginevra, 66 Why not remove it from its lurking-place?" 'T was done as soon as said; but on the way With here and there a pearl, an emerald-stone, 11 There then had she found a grave! Within that chest had she concealed herself, [FISHER AMES was born in Dedham, Massachusetts, April 9, 1758, and died in the same place July 4, 1808. When the federal government went into operation, he was elected the first representative of his district in Congress, and retained his seat through the whole of the administration of Washington, of whose policy and measures he was an ardent supporter. He was a very eloquent man, remarkable alike for his readiness in debate and the finished beauty of his prepared speeches. He was a copious writer upon political subjects, and his essays are remarkable for vigor of thought and brilliant and animated style. In private life Mr. Ames was one of the most amiable and delightful of men, and possessed of rare conversational powers. The speech from which the following extract is taken was delivered in the House of Representatives, April 28, 1796, in support of a resolution in favor of passing the laws necessary for carrying into effect a treaty recently negotiated with Great Britain by Mr. Jay. By this treaty, Great Britain agreed to surrender certain posts on the western frontier, which she still held. Mr. Ames argued that the possession of these posts was essential for the preservation of the western settlers against the Indians.] the Ir any, against all these proofs, should maintain, that peace with the Indians will be stable without the posts, to them I will urge another reply. From arguments calculated to produce conviction, I will appeal directly to the 5 hearts of those who hear me, and ask whether it is not already planted there? I resort especially to the convictions of the western gentlemen, whether, supposing no posts and no treaty, the settlers will remain in security? Can they take it upon them to say, that an Indian peace, 10 under these circumstances, will prove firm? No, sir, it will not be peace, but a sword; it will be no better than a lure to draw victims within the reach of the tomahawk. On this theme my emotions are unutterable. If I could |