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The Shamrock

or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte]

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ODE on BRITISH FREEDOM.
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ODE on BRITISH FREEDOM.

INSCRIBED TO THE Most Noble, WILLIAM, Marquis of KILDARE.

I.

1.

'Twas in the silent Hour of Eve,
When gently pensive Visions roll,
When Joys, which Thought alone can give,
Spread their Dominion o'er the Soul,
A Youth, who oft was wont to rove,
And woo the Dryads of the Grove,

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Aloft, from Richmond's wood-crown'd Height,
Beheld the Day's descending Light,
Beheld the Verdure of the Vale,
The tufted Bank where Thamis glides,
The green-rob'd Grove, the opening Dale,
Where every gentler Grace presides;
Where, o'er the Face of all the varied Ground,
The Power of Beauty reigns, and pours her Blessings round.

2.

‘And O!’ (he cry'd) ‘thou lovely Maid,
‘Fair Fancy, grant thy genial Fire,
‘If e'er by native Hill, or Shade,
‘I wak'd in Youth the rural Lyre!
‘If e'er, along the lonely Shore,
‘Where loud the Atlantic Surges roar,
‘Or where Leana's Waters spread,
‘And Turk erects his fir-clad Head,
‘Thus oft invok'd at early Day,
‘Thou hast listen'd to thy Suppliant's Prayer,
‘Thou hast deign'd to raise his lowly Lay,
‘Or deign'd his vacant Hours to share,
‘Now on this Summit take thy silent Stand,
‘And throw thine Eyes around Britannia's happy Land!

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3.

‘In yonder Wood, whose darkening Gloom
‘Bids Horror every Form assume,
‘Bids awe-struck Contemplation soar,
‘Lo! Altars rise distain'd with Gore!
‘The Victim bleeds!—Thence o'er his Soul
The Druid feels the sacred Phrenzy roll:—
“Hence—to your Arms!—your Gods maintain!—
“Lo! riding o'er the billowy Main,
“A mighty Hero, from afar,
“Provokes you to the Rage of War!—
Andate, hear!—May Julius feel
Cassibelan's avengeful Steel!
“And may thy suppliant Cumri still maintain
“Their Fathers' hallow'd Faith, their ancient freeborn Reign!”
 

Richmond, a Village in Surry, twelve Miles from London, which has been termed the Frescati of England. It was, anciently, the Seat of our Monarchs; and the Palace, from its Splendor, was called Shene, which, in the Saxon Language, signifies bright, or shining.

Turk is one of those stupendous Mountains, which hang over the lower Lough lene [Leana] near Killarney, in the County of Kerry. The Public has been enabled, in some Degree, to form a Judgement of the amazing Beauties of this Scenery, by the elegant Engravings lately published by Mr. Fisher, from his own Drawings: And, a very ingenious Gentleman (whose Modesty the Editor will not offend by the Mention of his Name) means, in the Course of the next Winter, to oblige the World with a Work upon the same Subject, which will probably last as long as the Scene it describes, or the Language in which it is written.

Cumri, or Cymri, the antient Name of the Britons.

II.

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‘In vain the Prayer—Behold the Gleam
‘Of Arms shines terrible from far!
‘Behold, thick plunging in the Stream,
‘The Romans sound the Din of War!

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‘They yield—the painted Squadrons yield—
‘The Eagle fans the conquer'd Field;
‘And Rome, exulting from her Throne,
‘Beholds another World her own:
‘Vain is each Hero's bold Essay,
‘And vain the female Warrior's Arms;
‘Still Time confirms the Victor's Sway,
‘Though Freedom rouse to loud Alarms;
‘And vain, Caractacus, thy patriot Flame,
‘Theme of a future Bard, who well shall raise thy Fame.

2.

‘Say, who is he, aloft in Air,
‘Sublime upon his iron Car,
‘Who bids the trembling World prepare
‘For Hardihood, and Deeds of War?—
‘Stern Odin: —At his bold Command,
‘O'er Albion's wave-encircled Land,

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‘From snow-clad Scarsfield issuing forth,
‘Flies the dread Spirit of the North.—
‘Again, a Pause—Behold, along
‘Where o'er yon widely-spreading Plain
‘The Raven leads her hardy Throng,
‘Fierce Plunderers of the freighted Main!
‘They meet; the Battle bleeds; and all around
‘Echo the Shrieks of Woe, the Victors' Shouts resound.

3.

‘Thou seest beneath these Clouds above,
‘Avenging, fly the Bird of Jove,
‘Thence, swift-descending on his Foe,
‘He strikes the lordly Falcon low;
‘So Rollo's Son—What Woes succeed!
‘Again shall Tyrants rule, and Britons bleed!

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‘O! if, in Arthur's earliest Times,
‘From lilly'd Vales, and gentler Climes,
‘Fair Liberty to Albion's Shore
‘Her unsubmitting Standard bore,
‘Arouze again!—They hear! they hear!
‘Again, behold the uplifted Spear!
‘In yonder Mead the Sons of Glory rise;
‘And Freedom's Banner waves amid Britannia's Skies!
 

The Romans first invaded Britain, under Julius Cæsar, about fifty-five Years before the Birth of Christ; and established an Authority, which they maintained until about the Year of our Lord 448, when (the sudden Irruption of the Northern Nations, who began about this Time to spread themselves over all Europe, making it necessary for them to apply all their Force to the Defence of the Empire) they finally abandoned the Island. Even while their Authority did subsist, it was by no Means absolute, or quietly submitted to: The native Valour, and undisciplined Impetuosity of the Britons, gave them many severe Checks; particularly, about the Year 50, under Caractacus; and, nine Years after, under Boadicia, or Bonduca, Queen of the Iceni.

The Saxons were called in by the Britons, to assist them against the Picts, and Scots; and landed in the Isle of Thanet, about the Year 450: Hengist, and Horsa, their Leaders, are said to have been Great-Grandsons of Woden or Odin, who was worshipped as a God among those Nations.

The Northern Provinces of Germany, and Scandinavia, were the Hive, whence issued those Swarms of Barbarians, which, about the Beginning of the fifth Century, poured like an Inundation over the Southern Parts of Europe; and, in their Progress, well nigh obliterated every Monument of Art, and every Vestige of civil Government. Scarsfield is one of the many Names of that immense Chain of Mountains which crosses Scandinavia from North to South, and divides the Dominions of Sweden and Norway by an almost insurmountable Barrier.

The Danes made their first Attack upon Britain, about the Year 832, in the Reign of Egbert: In 1017 their Power was advanced to such an Height, that, upon the Murder of Edmund Ironside, Canute possessed himself of the Throne. The Danes bear a Raven upon their Standards.

Rollo, a petty Prince of Denmark, having, about the Beginning of the tenth Century, with a Multitude of Followers, attacked, and settled himself in the maritime Parts of France, obtained of Charles the simple a Grant of the Province formerly called Neustria, which he erected into a Dutchy, under the Name of Normandy, from its Northern Conquerors. From this Rollo descended William, who, having, on the 11th of October, 1066, overthrown and slain Harold in the bloody and decisive Battle of Hastings, ascended the English Throne, and thence obtained the Sir-name of The Conqueror.

Runny-Mede, or Runne-Mede, a large Plain between Windsor and Staines, where, on the 19th of June, 1215, the Barons of England compelled John, their King, to sign and seal the Great Charter of their Liberties: Strange! that, in an Age so jealous, and tenacious of their Liberty, as the present, no Building has yet been erected upon the Spot, to perpetuate the Memory of so great an Event; especially, as a late English Classic, some Years since, offered to the Public the following elegant and manly Lines, as an Inscription for such Building.

Thou, who the verdant Plain dost traverse here,
While Thames, among his Willows, from thy View
Retires, O Stranger, stay thee, and the Scene
Around contemplate well. This is the Place,
Where England's antient Barons, clad in Arms,
And stern with Conquest, from their tyrant King
(Then render'd tame) did challenge, and secure,
The Charter of thy Freedom. Pass not on,
'Till thou have bless'd their Memory, and paid
Those Thanks, which God appointed the Reward
Of public Virtue: And, if, chance, thy Home
Salute thee with a Father's honour'd Name,
Go, call thy Sons; instruct them what a Debt
They owe their Ancestors; and make them swear
To pay it, by transmitting down, intire,
Those sacred Rights to which themselves were born.

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III.

1.

‘From Hour to Hour, from Age to Age,
‘Again shall Desolation spread?
‘Shall deadly Feuds, and civil Rage,
‘Pile Thames's Shores with Heaps of Dead?
‘Shall tame Submission still remain?
‘Shall Britons hug the servile Chain?
‘And o'er a free-born Native's Head
‘Shall foreign mitred Tyrants tread?
‘Forbid it, Heaven!—A brighter Ray
‘Now strikes athwart the dusky Gloom,
‘And, glancing o'er the Verge of Day,
‘Dispells the illusive Charms of Rome:
‘Far nobler Prospects gild the opening Skies,
Religion, Arts, and Laws, Commerce, and Glory rise.

2.

‘Now, Freedom, bid thy vestal Flame
‘To Spires of purer Radiance blaze;
‘Bid patriot Souls aspire to Fame,
‘To happier Deeds, and happier Days;
‘Bid o'er the white Rocks of thine Isle
‘Each open Grace, each Virtue smile;
‘And bid on Milton's honour'd Brow
‘Fair Wreaths of every Laurel blow:

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‘O bid each Hero, in thy Cause,
‘Exert each active Power of Soul,
‘To guard thy Rights, assert thy Laws,
‘To raise thy Friends, thy Foes controul!
‘And, when Oppression lifts her iron Hand,
‘O bid thy Hambden rise, and rouze the sinking Land.

3.

‘One Effort more:—In other Skies
‘What Sons of virtuous Glory rise,
‘Who to fair Albion's frighted Shore
‘Her Laws, her sacred Laws restore!—
‘Fled is the Tyrant!—Turn thine Eyes
‘To where Augusta's lessening Turrets rise:
‘Succeeding Years now give Command
‘To Kings, the Fathers of the Land;
‘To Kings, whose delegated Throne
‘Establish'd Freedom calls her own;
‘Whose Thoughts, whose throbbing Wishes feel
‘That Godlike End, the general Weal;
‘Whose patriot Souls adopt the liberal Plan
‘Of Nature's hallow'd Gift, the freeborn State of Man.
 

The Reformation, the Doctrines of which were first preached in England, by Wickliff, and his Followers, in 1399: It had obtained, and was openly professed by, many Proselytes, under Henry VIII. in 1529; and was finally established, nearly upon the same Ground as at present, in the Reign of Edward VI. about the Middle of the sixteenth Century.

The noble Stand made by John Hambden, in 1637, against the illegal and arbitrary Imposition of Ship-Money, has rendered his Name deservedly dear to all the Lovers of Constitutional Liberty.

In the ever-memorable Year 1688, the united Wishes of a free People having forced the bigotted, and tyrannical James to abdicate a Crown of which he was unworthy, placed it upon the Head of William, Prince of Orange, who has justly merited the Title of Our great Deliverer from the Tyranny of Romish Superstition .


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IV.

1.

‘Yet may, at length, the lowly Muse
‘Indulge one Wish, nor wish in vain!—
‘Far hence, O far be partial Views,
‘Mistaken Wisdom's selfish Train!
‘Wide as extends Britannia's Sway,
‘Where yonder Sun now slopes his Way,
‘O'er every Land, o'er every Isle,
‘May rising Arts and Commerce smile!
‘May Laws in equal Tenor flow!
‘May Freedom gild each sea-beat Shore!
‘No longer heard the Voice of Woe!
‘And dread Oppression seen no more!
‘And may Ierne praise a George's Name,
‘For Commerce, Arts, and Laws, and Freedom's sacred Flame!

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2.

‘Then, Albion, o'er the subject Main
‘Thy Fleets with bolder Wing shall fly;
‘Nor Gallia's Threats thy Course restrain;
‘Nor Gallia's Arms thy Sons defy:
‘Around, o'er many a distant Shore,
Where, yet, no Raleighs dare explore,
‘Where, yet, no human Footsteps tread,
‘Thy strengthen'd Industry shall spread;
‘Thy Arts of cultur'd Peace shall rise;
‘Thy Trade extend her boundless Sway;
‘In Western Wilds, and Southern Skies,
‘Each British Muse shall tune her Lay;
‘And, o'er each Tenant of thy wide Domain,
‘When Freedom waves her Wand, fair Happiness shall reign.’

3.

Thus, on thy Brow, delightful Shene,
At Eve the stripling Swain was seen,
To breathe his patriot Sighs along,
His Heart according to the Song;—
Now o'er the darkly glimmering View
The gradual Night her fleecy Mantle threw;
The Stream, the Lawn, the lofty Spire,
The Groves, the Palaces, retire;
In every Shade is heard around
The nightly Warbler's solemn Sound,
Which, mild as Zephyr's whispering Gale,
Soft steals through Ham's Arcadian Vale;
Well pleas'd, he listens to the plaintive Lay;
Then homeward, calm and slow, he hies his lonely Way.
 

It is Matter of serious Concern to every thinking Inhabitant of this Country, that the Irish, although descended, for the most Part, from the same Ancestors, governed by the same Laws, and united under the same King, are (through some unaccountable Prejudice) scarcely considered, at the other Side of St. George's Channel, as Fellow-Subjects, or intitled to the same Privileges as the People of Great Britain: Yet, perhaps, it would not be very difficult to prove that, by such Conduct, they are not more unjust to us, than blind to their own Interests: It would, perhaps, be easy to point out many Branches of our Trade, and Manufactures, which, if barely freed from the Restraints that a narrow, illiberal, and misjudging Policy has laid upon them, would tend equally to our Honour, and the Emolument of our Sister-Kingdom. Britain is naturally the great Mart of our Industry and Commerce; the Channel into which all our Wealth must ultimately flow; the Labour of our Hands is exerted in her Service; and the Experience of Ages proves, beyond a Doubt, that our Hearts are warm in the same Cause: Why, then—let Reason answer—why these partial, these ungenerous Restrictions, demonstrably prejudicial to both? Why are Advantages thrown into the Hands of her Enemies, which her Brethren, her Children, are forbidden to participate?—But, this is not a Place for political Disquisitions.