...behind on glory's bed, He liv'd, and, in the face of morn, Laugh'd them and Faith and Heaven to scorn! Oh for a tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might! May Life's unblessed...

...their country, by whose agency the attempt was baffled, and the patriots betrayed to the gallows. " Oh for a tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might ! May life's unblessed...

...in the most heartfelt accordance of feeling with the poet in his exclamation of the following Hues* Oh ! for a tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, • . And blasts them in the hour of might : May life's unblessed...

...behind on Glory's bed, He lived, and in the face of morn, Laugh'd them and Faith and Heaven to scorn ! Oh for a tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might ! May Life's unblessed...

...the host of the houseless, became the tenant of the gloomy dungeons of the criminal. CHAPTER II. " O for a tongue to curse the slave Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might ! May life's unblessed...

...behind on glory's bed, He Hv'd, and, in the face of morn, Taugh'd them and Faith and Heaven to scorn ! Oh for a tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of night ! May life's unhlessed...

...have continued to preserve throughout this undertaking a perfect uniformity of design. CHAPTER XX. " O for a tongue to curse the slave "Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might !" MOORE. ON the morning...

...body of their eldest son was brought into the houte.— The Oriental Herald. THE BETRAYAL OF IPSARA. " Oh for a tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason like a deadly blight. Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of night." MOORE. "Ipsariots, Ipsariots,...

...from Moore arc animated, and perhaps many will consider them not inapplicable here : — • Oh ! foi a tongue to curse the slave, Whose, treason, like a deadly blight. Comes o'er the ctnincils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might ' May life's anblcssed...

...to that given by an ungrateful country. And may such ever be the traitor's doom ; may there ever be "A tongue to curse the slave, Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the counsels of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might ! May life's unblessed...