Immortal  Liberty,  whose  look  sublime

Hath  blcach'd  the  tyrant's  cheek  in  ever}'  varying

Wliat  time  the  iron-hearted  Gaul  [clime.
With  frantic  superstition  for  his  guide,

Arm'd  with  the  dagger  and  the  pall.
The  sons  of  Woden  to  the  field  defied  :

The  ruthless  hag,  by  Weser's  flood.
In  Heaven's  name  urged  the  infernal  blow  ;

And  red  the  stream  began  to  flow  :

The  vanquished  were  baptized  with  bloody!

ANTisntorRs.
The  Saxon  prince  in  horror  fled
From  altars  stain'd  with  human  gore  ;
And  Liberty  his  routed  legions  led
In  safety  to  the  bleak  Norwegian  shore.
[t  Are  not  these  noble  verses  ?    They  are  the  fntrodnc-
tion  of  Smollett's  Ode  to  Independence. — Burks.]

IX  Smollett's  Od€  to  Independtnct,  the  mo^  (diaracter-
iiitic  of  his  poetical  works,  was  published  two  yean  after
his  death,  by  the  Messrs.  Foulis  of  Glasgow ;  the  mythi>lo-
gical  commencement  is  eminently  beautiful,— Sir  Waltss
Scott.]


TOBIAS   SMOLLETT.
515


There  in  a  cave  asleep  she  lay.
Lulled  by  the  hoarse-resoanding  mam ;
When  a  bold  savage  pass'd  that  way,
Impelled  by  deetiny,  his  name  Disdain.
Of  ample  front  the  portly  chief  appear'd :
The  hunted  bear  supplied  a  shaggy  vest ;
The  drifted  snow  hung  on  his  yellow  beard  ;
And  his  broad  shoulders  braved  the  furious  bhist.
He  stopped  :  he  gazed :  his  bosom  glow'd.
And  deeply  felt  the  impression  of  her  charms :
He  seized  the  advantage  fate  allowed,
And  straight  oompress'd  her  in  his  vigorous  arms.
STltOPRB.
The  curlew  scream'd,  the  tritons  blew

Their  shells  to  celebrate  the  ravish'd  rite  ;

Old  Time  exulted  as  he  flew  ;

And  Independence  saw  the  light.
The  light  he  saw  in  Albion*s  happy  plains,

Where  under  cover  of  a  flowering  thorn,

While  Philomel  renew*d  her  warbled  strains.
