lone could alleviate.
Her father observed her affliction in commisseration with his own,--he
was dejected and lonely, and the world appeared like a wilderness;
nothing could lessen his present evil, or soothe his afflicted mind.
The former peaceful serenity of his life was materially clouded; and in
his turn calamitous wo had overtaken him--the inalienable portion of
humanity,--and the varied and shifting scenery in the great drama of
time had brought with it disaster. His spirit was sunk in despondency,
and his sensations became utterly absorbed in melancholy; and all the
pious and philosophical reflections that he exerted himself to bring to
his remembrance, could scarcely afford even a transitory consolation in
this afflicting dispensation.
[_A&M_ (same scene, author's own voice):
mark well the varied and shifting scenery in the great drama
of time ... then say, if disappointment, distress, misery and
calamitous woe, are not the inalienable portion of the susceptible
bosom.]
[_A&M_ (later scene):
Alonzo was too deeply absorpt in melancholy reflection....]
From foreign lands the tidings borne,
With pain to wake a parent's anguish,
O, brother dear, beloved of all,
For thee a brother's heart must languish.
"That eye of brightness glows no more,
That beaming glance in night is clouded;"
On Maracaibo's distant shore,
"In death's dark cell untimely shrouded."
[Tighe, _Verses Written at the Commencement of Spring_, stz. 12, 13
(mid-line ellipses in original):
Haste, sweetest Babe, beloved of all!
Our cheerful hours without thee languish:
Ah! hush!.... he hears no more thy call!
Ah! hush!.... nor wake a parents anguish!]
That lip of roses glows no more;
That beaming glance in night is clouded;
Those bland endearments all are o'er,
In death's dark pall for ever shrouded.]
Alas! for him no kindred near
In hopes to minister relief;
He sees no tear of pity shed,
He sees no parents' anxious grief.
And as still evening came on,
In saddest solitude and tears,
His thoughts would turn on distant home,
On peaceful scenes and happier years.
He thought, too, what a favour'd clime
His gallant bark had left behind;
He thought how science there, sublime,
Beam'd her full radiance on the mind.
Though destined in a stranger's land,
Detain'd from all he he
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