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can supply us with a tribunal like this. Here, we see that sacred majesty of the crown, under whose authority you sit, and whose power you exercise.

We see in that invisible authority what we all feel in reality and life, the + beneficent powers and protecting justice of his majesty. We have here the heir apparent to the crown, such as the fond wishes of the people would have the heir apparent of the crown to be. We have here all the branches of the royal family, in a situation between majesty and subjection, between the sovereign and the subject; offering a pledge in that situation, for the support of the rights of the crown and the liberties of the people, both which extremities they touch.

4. We have a great + hereditary peerage here; those who have their own honor, the honor of their ancestors, and of their posterity to guard; and who will justify, as they have always justified, that provision in the constitution by which justice is made an hereditary office. We have here a new nobility, who have arisen and exalted themselves by various merits, by great military services, which have extended the fame of this country from the rising to the setting sun: we have those who, by various #civil merits and various civil talents, have been exalted to a situation which they well deserve, and in which they will justify the favor of their sovereign and the good opinion of their fellow-subjects; and make them rejoice to see those virtuous characters, that were, the other day, upon a level with them, now exalted above them in rank, but feeling with them in sympathy what they felt in common with them before. We have persons exalted from the practice of the law, from a place in which they administered high, though +subordinate justice, to a seat here, to enlighten with their knowledge, and to strengthen with their votes, those principles which have distinguished the courts, in which they have presided.

5. My lords, you have here, also, the lights of our religion; you have the bishops of England. You have that true image of the * primitive church in its ancient form, in its ancient ordinances, purified from the superstitions and vices, which a long succession of ages will bring upon the best institutions. You have the

representatives of that religion which says, that their God is love, that the very vital spirit of their institutions is charity; a religion which so much hates oppression, that when the God whom we adore, appeared in human form, he did not appear in a form of greatness and majesty, but in sympathy with the lowest of the people, and thereby made it a firm and ruling principle, that their welfare was the object of all government; since the person who was the Master of nature, chose to appear himself in a subordinate situation. These are the considerations which influence them, which animate them, and will animate them against all oppression; knowing that he who is called first among them, and first anong us all, both of

the flock that is fed, and of those that feed it, made himself the

servant of all."

6. My lords, these are the securities which we have in all the constituent parts of this house. We know them, we reckon, we rest upon them, and commit safely the interests of India and of humanity into your hands. Therefore, it is with confidence, that, ordered by the Commons,

I impeach Warren Hastings, Esquire, of high crimes and misdemeanors.

I impeach him, in the name of the Commons of Great Britain, in parliament assembled, whose parliamentary trust he has betrayed.

I impeach him, in the name of all the Commons of Great Britain, whose national character he has dishonored.

I impeach him, in the name of the people of India, whose laws, rights, and liberties he has subverted; whose properties he has destroyed; whose country he has laid waste and desolate.

I impeach him, in the name, and by the virtue of those eternal laws of justice, which he has violated.

I impeach him, in the name of human nature itself, which he has cruelly outraged, injured, and oppressed, in both sexes, in every age, rank, situation, and condition of life.




In the poem,

from which this extract is taken, Marmion is represented as an embassador, sent by Henry VIII, king of England, to James IV., king of Scotland, who were at war with each other. Having finished his mission to James, Marmion was intrusted to the protection and hospitality of Douglas, one of the Scottish nobles. Douglas entertains him, treats him with the respect due to his ofice, and to the honor of his sovereign, yet he despises his private character. Marmion perceives this, and takes + umbrage at it, though he attempts to repress his resentment, and desires to part in peace. Under these circumstances, the scene, as described in this sketch, takes place. Tantallon is the name of Douglas's castle.

1. Not far advanced was morning day,
When Marmion did his troop tarray,

To Surrey's camp to ride;
He had safe conduct for his band,
Beneath the royal seal and hand,

And Douglas gave a guide.

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2. The train from out the castle drew,

But Marmion stopped to bid adieu:
"Though something I might ’plain,” he said,

“Of cold respect to stranger guest,

Sent hither by the king's + behest, While in Tantallon's towers I staid,

Part we in friendship from your land,

And, noble Earl, receive my hand.
But Douglas round him drew his cloak,
Folded his arms, and thus he spoke :

'My #manors, halls, and towers shall still
Be open at my sovereign's will,

To each one whom he lists, howe'er

Unmeet to be the owner's peer.
My castles are my king's alone,
From turret to foundation stone;
The hand of Douglas is his oron ;

And never shall, in friendly grasp,

The hand of such as Marmion clasp.” 3. Burned Marmion's +swarthy cheek like fire, And shook his very frame for +ire;

And This to me,” he said,
“And 't were not for thy hoary beard,
Such hand as Marmion's had not spared

To cleave the Douglas' head !
And first, I tell thee, haughty peer,
He who does England's message here,
Although the meanest in her state,
May well, proud Angus, be thy mate:
And Douglas, more, I tell thee here,

Even in thy pitch of pride,
Here, in thy hold, thy +vassals near,

Í tell thee, thou’rt defied !
And if thou said'st I am not peer
To any lord in Scotland here,
Lowland, or Highland, far, or near,

Lord Angus, thouhast-lied !" 4. On the Earl's cheek, the flush of rage

O’ercame the ashen hue of age :
Fierce he broke forth; “And dar'st thou then
To beard the lion in his den,

The Douglas in his hall ?
And hop'st thou thence +unscathed to go?
No, by St. Bryde of Bothwell, no!
Up drawbridge, grooms,—what, warder, ho!

Let the *portcullis fall.”
Lord Marmion turned,-well was his need,
And dashed the rowels in his steed,
Like arrow through the arch-way sprung;
The +ponderous gate behind him rung:

pass there was such scanty room,
The bars, descending, grazed his plume.

5. The steed along the drawbridge flies,

Just as it trembled on the rise :
Not lighter does the swallow skim
Along tho smooth lake's level brim;
And when lord Marmion reached his band
He halts, and turns with clinched hand,
And shout of loud defiance pours,
And shook his + gauntlet at the towers.
Horse! horse!the Douglas cried, " and chase!"
But soon he reined his fury's pace :
A royal messenger he came,
Though most unworthy of the name:
Saint Mary mend my fiery mood !
Old age ne'er cools the Douglas' blood ;
I thought to slay him where he stood.
'Tis pity of him too,” he cried;
“Bold he can speak, and fairly ride;
I warrant him a warrior tried.
With this, his + mandate he recalls,
And slowly seeks his castle walls.



RED JACKET, THE INDIAN CHIEF. 1. Thot wert a monarch born. Tradition's pages

Tell not the planting of thy parent tree, But that the forest tribes have bent for ages,

To thee and to thy sires, the subject knee. 2. Thy name is princely, though no poet's + magic

Could make Red Jacket grace an English rhyme, Unless he had a genius for the tragic,

And introduced it into + pantomime; 3. Yet it is music in the language spoken

Of thine own land; and on her herald-roll, As nobly fought for, and as proud a token

As CEUR DE LION's,* of a warrior's soul. 4. Thy +garb-though Austria's bosom-stars would frighten


metal pale, as diamonds the dark mine, And George the Fourth wore in the dance at Brighton,

A more becoming evening dress than thine; 5. Yet 't is a brave one, scorning wind and weather,

And fitted for thy couch on field and flood,
As Rob Roy'sg tartan, for the Highland heather

Or forest green, for England's Robin Hood. * Cour de Lion, (pro. Keur de Lee-on), lion-hearted, a name given to Richard I, of England.

2 These were celebratod outlaws, the one of Scotland, the other of England.


6. Is strength a monarch's merit? (like a whaler's?)

Thou art as tall, as sinewy, and as strong
As earth's first kings—the Argo’s gallant sailors,

Heroes in history, and gods in song.
7. Is eloquence ? Her spell is thine, that reaches

The heart, and makes the wisest head its sport;
And there's one rare, strange virtue in thy speeches

The secret of their mastery—they are short.
8. Is beauty? Thine has with thy youth departed;

But the + love-legends of thy manhood's years,
And she who perished young and broken-hearted,

Are—but I rhyme for smiles, and not for tears. 9. The monarch-mind,—the mystery of commanding,

The god-like power, the art Napoleon,
Of winning, fettering, +molding, wielding, bending,

The hearts of millions till they move as one ; 10. Thou hast it. At thy bidding, men have crowded

The road to death as to a festival;
And minstrel-minds, without a blush, have shrouded,

With banner-folds of glory, their dark pall. 11. Who will believe-not I-for in deceiving

Lies the dear charm of life's delightful dream;
I can not spare the +luxury of believing

That all things beautiful are what they seem : 12. Who would believe, that, with a smile whose blessing

Would, like the patriarch's, soothe a dying hour;
With voice as low, as gentle, as + caressing,

As e'er won maiden's lip in moonlight bower; 13. With look, like patient Job's, + eschewing evil;

With motions graceful as a bird's in air;
Thou art, in sober truth, the veriest devil

That e'er clinch'd fingers in a captive's hair? 14. That in thy veins there springs a poison fountain,

Deadlier than that which bathes the Upas-tree:
And, in thy wrath, a nursing cat o' mountain

Is calm as her babe's sleep compared with thee ? 15. And, underneath that face, like summer's ocean's,

Its lip as moveless, and its cheek as clear,
Slumbers a whirlwind of the heart's emotions,

Love, hatred, pride, hope, sorrow,--all, save fear. 16. Love—for thy land, as if she were thy daughter,

Her pipes in peace, her tomahawk in wars;
Hatred-of missionaries and cold water;

Pride-in thy rifle-trophies and thy scars ;
17. Hope--that thy wrongs will be, by the Great Spirit

Remembered and revenged, when thou art gone;
Sorrow-that none are left thee to inherit
Thy name, thy fame, thy passions, and thy throne.



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