Far isles of the ocean Thy lightning hath known, And wide o'er the main land Thy horrors have shone. Great sword of my father, Stern joy of his hand, Thou hast carved his name deep on The stranger's red strand, And won him the glory Of undying song. Keen cleaver of gay crests, And scourge of the strong, In a love more abiding Than that the heart knows For maiden more lovely Than summer's first rose, Fair woman's heart: Changeful as light clouds, And wayward as wind, Be the passions that govern Weak woman's mind. But thy metal's as true As its polish is bright; When ills wax in number, Thy love will not slumber, But, starlike, burns fiercer, The darker the night. HEART GLAD'NER! I kiss thee. My kindred have perished By war or by wave Now, childless and sireless, Our old fearless day. THE WILL. BY LEITCH RITCHIE, ESQ. Characters. GRUMBLETHORPE. FLORA. CHARLES. MINNIKIN. SCENE I.- Mr. Vesper's Study. Enter Vesper and Grumblethorpe. Vesper.-Content-content, my dear Grumblethorpe, that is the summum bonum! Wealth is only. an incumbrance to a man of independent mind; every additional guinea is a new tie that chains him to the formalities of society, till, at length, he can no more turn himself round at his own free will, than Gulliver when fastened to the earth by the hairs of his head. Now look at that poor brother of mine |