The mountain-storms rise high

In the snowy Pyrenees

mands me to seek the honor which cometh only from God; and I see him en

And toss the pine-boughs through the sky, during the contempt and hatred of men.

Like rose-leaves on the breeze.

But let the storm rage on!
Let the forest wreaths be shed!
For the Roncesvalle's field is won,
There slumber England's dead.

The warlike of the isles,

The men of field and wave! Are not the rocks their funeral piles, The seas and shore their grave?

Go, stranger! track the deep,
Free, free the white sail spread!
Wave may not foam, nor wild wind sweep,
Where rest not England's dead.

When I ask for power, there is one who promises nothing; and I see him the servant of all. When I cry for revenge, there is one to say, Resist not evil;and I hear his own prayer for his enemies, FATHER FORGIVE THEM! Blessed Jesus! are these thy disciples, who raise the war-shout, and mingle in the thickest of the fight? Is this the spirit which thou art exalted to bestow? Oh, thine is another influence! Send it down, immortal Prince of peace, till men shall live together, and love as brethren! Inspire with its holy power every gifted soul; breathe it over the deep toned harp, till from every moun tain, and field, and temple, and habitation of man, the strains of Bethlehem shall be echoed back to the skies!

MILITARY GLORY.

T.

That England's dead are on every soil and beneath every wave may be true. The impression which this description is designed to leave, is, that the fact is glorious. Is the impression just? To say nothing of the cause for which they were left in Egypt and in Spain, why should they slumber along the shores of India, and within the wood of ColumIt is estimated that more than a milbia? To gratify ambition and avarice. lion of bushels of human and inhuman Why for centuries have they been left bones were imported last year from the within the Provinces of France, and be- continent of Europe, into the port of neath the waves which now pass in peace Hull.-The neighborhood of Leipsic, where once they bore conflicting navies? Austerlitz, Waterloo, and all the places To establish and augment power. Our where, during the late bloody war, the eccentric orator of Roanoke left a truer principal battles were fought, have been though less poetic impression, when he swept alike of the bones of the hero and affirmed that "England has been for of the horse which he rode. Thus colcenturies the game-cock of Europe."lected from every quaiter, they have I do not say this in disparagement of been shipped to the port of Hull, and England. It is the land of laws, of thence forwarded to the Yorkshire bone religion, and of virtue, beyond any in grinders, who have erected steam en Europe. But it is far from perfection; gines, and powerful machinery, for the and its countless wars have fixed on it an indelible disgrace. That we have suffered less, and been less guilty, we owe, not to better disposition, but to more felicitous circumstances.

purpose of reducing them to a granulary state. In this condition they are sent chiefly to Doncaster, one of the greatest agricultural markets in that part of the country, and there sent to the farmers From this oppressive example of the to manure their lands. The only subfollies, the crimes, and the miseries of stance gradually evolving as the bone war, and from the poetic splendor by calcines, makes a more substantial mawhich it is blazoned, I turn to repose on nure than almost any other substancea nobler model and a purer morality.-particularly human bones. It is now When I am fired with ambition, there is ascertained, beyond a doubt, by actual one who tells me to be meek and lowly experiment, upon an extensive scale, in heart; and I see him humbling him- that a dead soldier is a most valuable self to an inglorious death. When I article of commerce, and for ought we thirst for glory, there is one who com-know to the contrary, the good farmers

of Yorkshire are indebted to the bones of genius of America is laid on the altar of setheir children, for their daily bread. It is certainly a singular fact, that Great Britain should have sent out such multitudes of soldiers to fight the battles of its country upon the continent of Europe, and should then import their bones as an article of commerce, to fatten their soil.

*Your Union must ever be considered as a main prop of your Liberty." WASHINGTON. The following extract is from the able pen of Thomas S. Grimke, Esq., of Charleston, S. C., and we would commend it to the careful perusal of every reader, not so much because we suppose any of our readers are indulging the idea that we must be dis-united, but because we think light and knowledge are the best preventatives of even an indulgence of the thought, that it is possible for the people of this country to be associated together in clans, or divided out into small republics.

"The American, who can look forward with calmness to the day of the separation of the union, must be either more, or less than man-He must be the victim of ambition er corruption; a deluded enthusiast, or a prophet of good, which the most sanguine dare not hope, and the keen-eyed statesman cannot foresce. Thenceforward the American eagle shall drop the olive-branch of peace, and grasp only the arrows of war. The hand, which writes the declaration, shall feel the blood cur de in its veins; and the tongue, which reads it to the world, shali stiflen in the act. The mountains that divide us, shall be "the dark mountains of death," and the streams that flow between, like the waters of Egypt, shall be turned into blocd.

paration, may a voice from heaven exclaim, Hold! hold!" In vain, may the bleeding image of their country arise and point to her of the murderer Macbeth "Thou canst not wounds; each will exclaim in the language say, I did it." In vain, may they call up the spirit of Washington to hallow their rites: like the prophet at Endor, he shall look but to blast, and speak but to curse.

I pass over the scenes immediately succeeding the separation. I shall not survey the anxiety of the public mind, the interruption of private concerns, or the stagnation of foreign and domestic intercourse. I shall not pourtray the violence of party, the intrigues of powerful states, the cabals of individuals, and the efforts of foreign nations. Let us suppose the boundaries of the States defined, alliance formed between them, and with other their constitutions established, and treaties of governments. These new republics thus arising from the ruins of one, would present the most flattering prospects. The gloomy brightened into hope, and doubt is exchanged countenance of despondence, has already for the confidence inspired by certainty.

For a scason, the affairs of these common

wealths might be conducted with moderation and wisdom. Public virtue might be the rule of action at home, and public faith towards each other and the rest of the world. But this could not long be the state of independent and neighboring nations. While the parent lives, his authority and affection may preserve the harmony of his family circle; but when he dies, the cessation of personal intercourse produces coldness, and difference of interest creates difference of sentiment, perhaps even enmity. The human nature of nations is like that of individuals; for after any great change, the man and the people are equally circumspect and moderate. But selfishness unfortunately too soon succeeds to luty, and the principle of ambition to the principle of usefulness.

In a short time we should see the confirmation of the reasoning already advanced. We But terrific as is the picture, winch antici- should see the fatal progress of party spirit, of pation presents, let us gaze upon it, resolutely foreign influence, of local policy, of clashing and calmly. Conceive the eventful crisis ar- interests, and of individual intrigue. We rived, when the delegates of America meet to should look in vain, for the principles of sever our confederacy. Unlike the glorious union, renovation, and improvement; in vain Congress, which declared us independent, un- for the liberal views and dignified firmness of like the equally glorious Convention, which a united government; in vain for the respect framed our Constitution, they would join to and honorable alliance of foreign powers. destroy the fairest edifice, that human hands| Let us not rest satisfied, however, with this have ever raised. Already is their object at- cursory survey, but carefully examine the tentained. With one voice they pronounce usdency of interest and ambition. Were we free and independent of each other.They assured that these republics would always undash on the earth the Tables of our common derstand and pursue their real welfare, that alliance; they march in triumphi to kindle the they would discard the influence of selfishness fane, that is to consume the temple of union, and local prejudice; that they would be ready and hear with a smile the loud crash, as it to acknowledge and change impolitic measaks in ruins. In vain when the youthfulsures, and to enter into the liberal and more

enlightened schemes of their neighbors, we or had the minister of one undertaken to act, might promise ourselves that they would be as Genet did under Washington's adminispermanent and happy. In a few years, how-tration, how dark must have been the page of ever, we should behold the operation of a history, that would have recorded the conseprinciple already mentioned as important:quences! If one state were disaffected to the that different, yet connected interests, ought confederacy, of which it formed a part, what to be governed by the same hand. Were pencil can paint the scene of contention, inthey independent, the same effects never could trigue, and anxiety that must ensue. These arise; but when associated, they induce each causes have been considered in themselves, party to imagine, that they have superior but when we embrace within our view, the claims on the other. From this source would co-operating influence of other states and of spring misunderstanding, contention, perhaps foreign nations, may we not exclaim with even a temporary cessation of intercourse; the poet,

and these unpropitious events would be favorable to the machinations of party, and the intrigues of other nations.

"On the tomb of hope interred,

"Scowls the sceptre of despair."

Let it not be said that a sense of interest would guide them. Few nations have ever Attendant on these calamities, would also be had the discernment, and still fewer the virtue the growing power of individuals, and of miliand resolution, to consult their real welfare. tary establishments. In times of danger, it is In vain, did Demosthenes urge a war against not on the wisdom and firmness of legislaturs Philip; in vain, did Burke dissuade from only, that reliance is placed; but also on the American taxation; and Chatham plead, with talents and authority of an individual. At his own immortal cloquence, for conciliatory that moment, when too often the rights of all measures with the colonies. Those casual are governed by a single arm, and the voice of or trifling events, which often decide the fate one is the collected voice of a nation, who of human affairs, would have a fatal influ- would trust the glory and liberty of his counence.* Diversity of character would give ad- try, but with another Washington? The ditional weight to every cause, that would general then, would no longer be the private militate against reconciliation. The resent-citizen, called out by the free choice of his ment or ambition of individuals, the interest-countrymen, but the celebrated warrior pointed views of particular classes or established out by the urgency of the times. The ments, and a variety of unforeseen circum-soldier would cease to be the farmer or mestances, would darken the prospect. chanic, on a temporary pilgrimage from home,

"But strutting round, in gaudy blue and red, "Would eat in idleness the poor man's bread."

To the jealousy of interest, we may add. the jealousy of rights; for the pride of sovereignty is as baneful to nation, as the pride of intellect to individuals. The tendency of each is to induce disregard or contempt for The soothing hand of time, which often closes the claims, the power, or the remonstrances our wounds and dries up our tears, could neof others. This spirit is the natural emana-ver hold out the golden sceptre of peace. The tion of privileges long enjoyed, of indepen- principles of ruin like the breath of the pesdence universally acknowledged, and of con- tilence, would scatter terror and infection fidence in self-opinion. At a time when this around, and though like the rivers of lava, it temper would influence legislative delibera-sprang from one common source, would widen tion, few individuals would feel and act up to at every moment the circle of devastation. the principle of an eminent statesman, "that Thus should we see the object of these states timidity with regard to the well being of our not only unanswered, but supplanted by othcountry, is heroic virtue," Few national ers. They had instituted the civil festival of councils would be so discerning and upright, peace, and beheld it changed for the triumph as to show by their actions, that the true glo- of war. They had crowned the eminent ry of a people is ever inseparable from their statesman with the olive of the citizen, and real welfare. The consequence of such occur- saw it converted into the laurels of the warrences might be an appeal to arms. There rior. The old man who had walked exulting. was a time, when the western people were ly in precession, to taste the waters of freeready to march down to New Orleans; we dom from the fountain of a separate governhave seen some of the States agitated by insurrection and rebellion; and but lately the General government resisted by the legislature of Pennsylvania. Had the affair of the Chesapeake concerned two of these republics,

ment, beheld the placid stream that flowed from it, suddenly sink from his sight, and burst forth a dark and turbulent torrent. The young man, whose hand should have delighted in the arts of peace, now grasps the glitter

"So paltry a 'sum'as three pence, in the eyes of a financer; so insignificant an article as tea, in the eyes of a philosopher, have shaken the pillars of a commercial empire, that circled the whole globe."-Burke.

ing sword of battle, and smiles with delight moment: for the town and its viat the blast of the trumpet. How soon the

citizen would be lost in the soldier, and the cinity, though rescued from the patriot leader of his countymen in the hero; enemy, were still a scene of disorhow often the gleam of arms would startleder and confusion. The Acropolis the peaceful tenant of the cottage, and the was in possession of the Turks, and trump awake the slumbers of infancy, time enly could show. War, which in its mildest presented to the eye of the travelforms, is fraught with ruin and horror, when ler the most tempting and annoying waged by neighboring states, thirsting for spectacle possible of its beautiful vengeance, animated by interest, or eager for glory, becomes the most cruel scourge in the yet unapproachable ruins, over hand of Heaven. Then it is rapid as the which the Ottoman standard was alwhirlwind, overwhelming as the cataract, and ways waving. The ravages of the merciless as the angel of death. Memory warfare did little injury, however, still paints the terrific scene to many, who witnessed our revolutionary struggle. Friends, to the noble remains of antiquity; who beheld the champions of your youth, the temple of Theseus, in the plain hewn down by your side in the ranks of war beneath, that was out of reach of I appeal to you. Parents, who grasped, for the cannon, was untouched; this the last time, the hand of your child, and sent him to fall in the battles of his country temple was our almost daily resort, I appeal to you. Sons, who bathed with your and after visiting the ruins of Egypt tears the wounds of an aged father, and and those of Balbec, it was imposcaught the last benediction of paternal love, sible not to find new delight here. I appeal to you. Widows, whose arms were thrown for the last time, in the agony of sepa- Much smaller in its proportions ration, round the necks of your husbands, I than the former, it has the advanappeal to you. Spirits of the dead, whose last prayer was for an orphan family, whose tage of being composed of Pentelic dying eyes were raised to Heaven for a deso- marble, the whiteness of which late widow, whose last words were a blessing on them and your country, I appeal to you.

Sketch of the Miseries produced by War at Athens, about four years ago.

gives a beauty and delicacy to these remains that the granite of the Egyptian or Syrian ruins does not possess. Even the fine red granite pillars of the great temple of the Sun, though of a grander character, are less pleasing to the eye than [To the Editor of the Herald of Peace.] those of this minute and exquisite SIR-In your last number an in- temple, in which there is such a pereident of Navarino' supplied an in- fect elegance and symmetry that stance of the apathy with which a the eye of the traveller is never Turk can regard the sufferings in- weary with gazing on it. The siflicted, even on his own country. lence that reigned around was selmen, by war. The following ex- dom invaded by the foot of the pastract from a work, entitled Letters senger, for the plain was generally from the East, will show how those deserted. It was beautiful to come sufferings may be brought home to to this spot at an early hour, before him, and to them who are the dear- the heat of the day began, and sit est to him; it is also illustrative of beneath the roof of the temple, or the denunciation of our Saviour on the hill on which it partly stands, against those who engage in war, and watch the sun slowly stealing when prohibiting the use of mortal over the wide and illustrious scene. weapons, he said, "for all those Enthusiasm might here "give her who take the sword shall perish by wings to the morning," for no hill or mountain, no mound, or dell, nor distant bay met the eye that was

the sword."

We had landed at an unfortunate

not endeared by some early and heard all the particulars of their impassioned remembrance. The story, and had several times an opshades, the groves, all the luxuri-portunity of seeing them. Two of ance of nature is utterly gone; but them were young and handsome, as the very barrenness is beautiful; far as Oriental attraction went; and the stranger, just landed from their complexions were delicate and a distant shore, gazes on the rocky utterly without colour: the face hills, the treeless dells, the plain had been round and full, but was strewed with wild flowers, with now wasted by suffering; yét thé similar feelings to those of the ex- dark eyes that both possessed seemile returned to the loved and sterile ed to have more power now than home that he has left in youth. At if affluence and peace had been still intervals the silence of the spot was around them. It is of advantage, broken by the discharge of cannon no doubt, to an eastern woman, to from the Acropolis, where the flash- have the entire monotony of her es of the artillery, the wildly mov-life broken by violent emotions of ing turbans and scimetars, shrouded any kind; the features as well as for a few minutes by the slowly as- the form, amidst the eternal round cending clouds of smoke, and then of petty duties and enjoyments of gleaming forth again in the sun, the harem, contract a character of were in strange contrast and mock- indolence and apathy foreign, perery with the awful and eternal ruins haps, to the real state of the heart. of the Parthenon that rose around The movements, attitudes, looks, the combatants. all seem to express that life hangs

But there were objects at this wearily-that it passes, at least, time, in the miserable town, that wholly without the zest and spirit excited a deeper interest than ruins of enjoyment. But love, intense or past associations. Among the sorrow, despair, or hatred, light up captives were many Turkish wo- the still features with vivid energy, men and children, for most of the or give them that appealing expresmen had been put to the sword. In sion that is yet more resistless. the house of a Greek, who was one This was the case here; these of the wealthiest of the citizens, young women had been called at two or three of the former had ob- once from a listless and indulgent tained a reftige--a refuge from existence into one of anguish and death only-but not from bereave loneliness, and the feelings, so long ment, friendlessness, and despair. dormant for want of excitement, Their relatives were slain, and they now rushed forth without control. were widows and orphans in the They spoke of the alarms that had town where they had so lately lived harassed them for so many days, in affluence and happiness. It may the fearful sounds that broke on the well be imagined with what eager- silence of the harem, and of the horness these captives looked every rors of the massacre in which their day, and even hour, for the coming father and brother were slain. It of their proud fleet, that was to set seemed, by the manner of one of them free, and deeply revenge them these girls, that another had fallen, of their oppressors. But that fleet more dear, perhaps, than her relanever came. We were acquainted tives; she spoke less than her siswith the Greek, in whose house ter, when relating their sufferings, they were protected, and going oc- but there was something in her tone casionally to pass an evening there, both about the middle stature, well