General and fierce; the meeting lances thrust, pomp and power at GAMA's nod bewray'd, Yet feem'd alone in wonder to behold The glorious heroes and the wars half told In filent poefy-Swift from the board High crown'd with wine, uprofe the Indian lord; Both the ruddy juice by Noah found-Gen. ix. 20. And Noah began to be an husbandman, and be planted a vineyard, and he drank of the wine, &c. • His faith forbade with other tribe to join The opinion of the facredness of the table is very ancient in the Eaft. It is plainly to be difcovered in the hiftory of Abraham and the Hebrew patriarchs. Both the bold GAMAS, and their generous peer, Or, ever courteous, give the meet reply: Fixt and inquiring was the regent's eye: Whofe name fhall live till earth and time expire, And guide my veffel to the happy fhore. Ah! fee how long what per'lous days, what woes Yet the warlike fong.Though Camoëns began his Lufiad in Portugal, almost the whole of it was written while on the ocean, while in Africa, and in India. See his Life. Yet mid each danger of tumultuous war Your Lufian heroes ever claimed my care: One hand the pen, and one the fword employ'd. The guest dependent at the lordling's board: Now bleft with all the wealth fond hope could crave, For ever loft; myself escaped alonė, On the wild fhore all friendlefs, hopeless, thrown; My life, like Judah's heaven-doom'd king of yore, To end my forrows: woes fucceeding woes t Such As Canace-Daughter of Eolus. Her father having thrown her incestuous child to the dogs, fent her a fword, with which the flew herself. In Ovid the writes an epiftle to her husband-brother, where the thus defcribes herfelf; Dextra tenet calamum, ftri&tum tenet altera ferrum. Soon I bebeld that wealth beneath the wave For ever loft See the Life of Camoëns. My life, like Judah's heaven-doom'd king of yore-Hezekiah. See Ifaiah Xxxviii. from And left me mourning in a dreary jail.-This, and the whole paragraph Degraded now, by poverty abborr'd Such was the meed, alas! on me bestow'd, Bestow'd by those for whom my numbers glow'd, Ye gentle nymphs of Tago's rofy bowers, And hear my vow; Nor king, nor loftieft peer Who alludes to his fortunes in India. The latter circumftance relates particularly to the bafe and inhuman treatment he received on his return to Goa, after his unhappy fhipwreck. See his Life. Who fpurns the mufe, nor feels the raptured ftrain, For him, for thefe, no wreath my hand fhall twine; He "Who fpurns the Mufe.- Similarity of condition has produced similarity of fentiment in Camoëns and Spenfer. Each was the ornament of his country and of his age; and each was cruelly neglected by the men of power, who, in truth, were incapable to judge of their merit, or to relish their writings. We have feen feveral of the ftrictures of Camoëns on the barbarous nobility of Portugal. The fimilar complaints of Spenser will shew that neglect of genius, however, was not confined to the court of Lisbon. O grief of griefs; O gall of all good hearts! To fee that Virtue fhould defpised be Of fuch as first were raised for Virtue's parts, And now broad spreading like an aged tree, Let none shoot up that nigh them planted be. O let not those of whom the Mufe is fcorned, Alive or dead be by the Muse adorned. Ruins of Time. It is thought Lord Burleigh, who withheld the bounty intended by Queen Elizabeth, is here meant. But he is more clearly ftigmatized in these remarkable lines, where the mifery of dependence on court-favour is painted in colours which muft recal several strokes of the Lufiad to the mind of the reader. Full little knoweft thou that haft not tried, To lofe good days, that might be better spent, To fpend, to give, to want, to be undone. Mother Hubberd's Tale Thefe lines exafperated ftill more the inelegant, the illiberal Burleigh. So true is the obfervation of Mr. Hughes, that, even the fighs of a miferable man are fometimes refented as an affront by him that is the occasion of them. The arrival of Gama in India.-In feveral parts of the Lufiad the Portuguefe poet has given ample proof that he could catch the genuine spirit of Homer |