The TRAVELLER and SEXTON. [From POEMS by HERBERT and BRAYLEY.] TRAVELLER, at the close of day, A Just as the sun went down, With riding tir'd, pursu'd his way Chill gloomy mists the heav'ns o'ercast, Thus, hast'ning on-the night grows dark, No road appears, nor house, nor mark, Loud and more loud, upon the breeze, What shall he do?-where shelter seek, Perplex'd, he throws his head around, And, while his thoughts with cares abound, He turns to view-the tinted rays Dim glimmering in the porch.-————— It chanc'd the squire, that afternoon, haste, The Traveller asks with eager "Is there no inn, nor house a-near?” ""Tis a long, dark, and dangerous way, No choice remains-for now again Down rush deep-whelming floods of rain, The Traveller quits his smoking steed, The Sexton turns the creaking key, A fabric rude and high. Banners and 'scutcheons, round the pile, And down the dark and "long-drawn" aisle, 24 Deep Deep shadows o'er the pathway glide, The moon's pale beam, the aisles between, And, though no forms distinct are seen, "Advance!" the Sexton cries; "advance !”— The Traveller starts! when, dire mischance, "Good God!" exclaims the luckless wight, "Be quick, for heav'n's sake," cries the man ; His rallied spirits now dispel The Traveller's former fears, Compos'd he sits, when, dread to tell!- As something strikes his ears! The Sexton's step!-It was not that! Aghast, and terror-struck, he rose Through the stain'd windows, they disclose, E In chilly currents moves his blood, No power is left to fly; When, lo! as air-form'd shadows scud, With scream prolong'd, it shook its head- Thinks he hears roused the sheeted dead, The noise, alarm'd, the Sexton hears, For well he wot the Traveller's fears "What, ho!" he cries," how goes the night?"- • Brutes have no souls,' the Schoolmen say- Left to himself, he quickly tore DOMESTIC DOMESTIC LITERATURE Of the Year 1803. CHAPTER I. BIBLICAL AND THEOLOGICAL. Comprising Biblical Criticism, Theological Criticism, Sermons, single Sermons, controversial Divinity. TH THE misfortunes sustained by Dr. Stock, the learned bishop of Killala; during the late Irish troubles, are known to most of our readers, yet few men who have met with such misfortunes, and been driven by the iron hand of war from their homes and familiar connexions, have improved their calamities so pleasantly to themselves, or so beneficially to the public. The leisure into which he was thus com-. pelled, with an eye still permanently fixed on the duties of his sacred vocation, he devoted to biblical fiterature; and the result has been a presentation to the public of "The Book of the Prophet Isaiah, in Hebrew and English. The Hebrew textmetrically arranged. The Translation altered from that of Bishop Lowth; with Notes critical and explanatory." To few scholars is sacred literature indebted more than to bishop Lowth, yet such is the difficulty attendant upon many passages in the sublime and abrupt prophecy before us, that it is no degradation to this excellent prelate to affirm, that though in his new version he accomplished much, he still left much to be accomplished. A few emendations were shortly afterwards attempted by Dr. Green, and another new and very elegant, as well as accurate, version was given by the late learned Michael Dodson, esq. which introduced a short literary correspondence between the bishop and himself, conducted with a politeness and liberality that reflect an equal degree of credit on both the parties. We must regret that this very valuable translation does not appear to have fallen into Dr. Stock's hands, for we are confident he would frequently have referred to it if it had done so, and we have little doubt that he would on several occasions have adopted its interpretation in preference to his own; we are also astonished that as little attention appears to have been paid to De Rossi. Bishop Lowth, however, is the basis on which he builds his edifice; and the corrections which he has chiefly introduced, independently of his own, are from Rosen müller, |