When France and Spain the subject ocean swept,
Whilst Briton's tame inglorious lion slept,
Or lashing up his courage now and then,
Turn'd out and growl'd, and then turn'd in again,
Rodney in that ill-omen'd hour arose,

Crush'd his own first and next his country's foes;
Though all that fate allow'd was nobly won,
Envy could squint at something still undone;
Injurious faction stript him of command,
And snatch'd the helm from his victorious hand,
Summon'd the nation's brave defender home,
Prejudg'd his cause and warn'd him to his doom;
Whilst hydra-headed malice open'd wide
Her thousand mouths, and bay'd him till he died.

The poet's cause comes next-and you my lord,
The muse's friend, will take a poet's word;
Trust me our province is replete with pain;
They say we're irritable, envious, vain:
They say and Time has varnish'd o'er the lie
Till it assumes Truth's venerable dye-
That wits, like falcons soaring for their prey,
Pounce every wing that flutters in their way,
Plunder each rival songster's tuneful breast
To deck with others' plumes their own dear nest;
They say but 'tis an office I disclaim

To brush their cobwebs from the roll of fame,
There let the spider hang and work his worst,
And spin his flimsy venom till he burst;
Reptiles beneath the holiest shrine may dwell,
And toads engender in the purest well.

Genius must pay its tax like other wares
According to the value which it bears;
On sterling worth detraction's stamp is laid,
As gold before 'tis current is assay'd.
Fame is a debt time present never pays,
But leaves it on the score to future days;
And why is restitution thus deferr'd

Of long arrears from year to year incurr'd?
Why to posterity this labor given

To search out frauds and set defaulters even?
If our sons hear our praise 'tis well, and yet.
Praise in the father's ear had sounded sweet.

Still there is one exception we must own,
Whom all conspire to praise, and one alone;
One on whose living brow we plant the wreath,
And almost deify on this side death:

He in the plaudits of the present age

Already reads his own historic page,

And, though pre-eminence is under heav'n
The last of crimes by man to be forgiv'n,

Justice her own vicegerent will defend,
The orphan's father and the widow's friend;
Truth, virtue, genius mingle beams so bright,
Envy is dazzl'd with excess of light:

Detraction's tongue scarce stammers out a fault,
And faction blushes for its own assault.

LINES TO LORD MANSFIELD.

His is the happy gift, the nameless grace,
That shapes and fits the man to every place,
The gay companion at the social board,
The guide of councils, or the senate's lord,
Now regulates the law's discordant strife,
Now balances the scale of death or life,
Sees guilt engendering in the human heart, i
And strips from falsehood's face the mask of art.
Whether, assembled with the wise and great,
He stands the pride and pillar of the State,
With well-weigh'd argument distinct and clear
Confirms the judgment and delights the ear,
Or in the festive circle deigns to sit
Attempering wisdom with the charms of wit-
Blest talent, form'd to profit and to please,
To clothe Instruction in the garb of Ease,
Sublime to rise, or graceful to descend,
Now save an empire and now cheer a friend.

More I could add, but you, perhaps, complain,
And call it mere creation of the brain;
Poets you say will flatter-true, they will;
But I nor inclination have nor skill—

Where is your model, you will ask me, where?

Search your own breast, my lord, you'll find it there.

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CHAPTER VI.

Mission to Spain-Occasion and incidents of Storm at sea-Sea fight-Mr. Lucas-A prize-Sea song-Arrival at Lisbon-Letters to Hillsborough-Visit to Cintra-Sets out for Spain-Incidents of the journey-Appearance of the country-Arrival at Madrid.

It is in this period of my life's history, that by accepting a commission which took me into Spain, I was subjected to events that have very strongly contrasted and changed the complexion of my latter days from that of the preceding ones.

I will relate no other circumstances of this negotiation than I am in honor and strict conscience warranted to make public. For more than twenty years I have been silent, making no appeals at any time but to my official employers, who were pledged to do me justice. What I gained by those appeals, and how far that justice was administered to me, will appear from the detail, which I am now about to give; and though I hope to render this narrative not unentertaining to my readers, yet I do most faithfully assure them that no tittle of the truth shall be sacrificed to description, being resolved to give no color to facts and events, but such as they can strictly bear, nor ever knowingly permit a word to stand in these pages inconsistent with that veracity, to which I am so solemnly engaged.

In the year 1780, and about the time of Rodney's capture of the Caracca fleet, I had opportunities of discovering through a secret channel of intelligence many things passing, and some concerting between the confidential agents of France and Spain (particularly the latter), resident in this country, and in private correspondence with the enemies of it. Of these communications I made that use which my duty dictated, and to my judgment seemed advisable. By these, in the course of their progress, a prospect was opened of a secret negotiation with the Minister Florida Blanca, to which I was personally committed, and of course could not decline the undertaking it. My destination was to repair to the neutral port of Lisbon, there to abide whilst the Abbé Hussey, chaplain to his Catholic Majesty, proceeded to Aranjuez, and by the advice, which he should send me, I was to be governed in the alternative of either going into

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Spain for the purpose of carrying my instructions into execution, or of returning home by the same ship that conveyed me thither, which was ordered to wait my determination for the space of three weeks, unless dismissed or employed by me within that period.

I was to take my wife and two daughters Elizabeth and Sophia with me on the pretence of travelling into Italy upon a passport through the Spanish dominions, and having received my instructions and letters of accreditation from the Earl of Hillsborough, Secretary of State, on the 17th day of April, 1780, I took my departure for Portsmouth, there to embark on board his majes ty's frigate Milford, which I had particularly asked for, as knowing her character to be that of a remarkable swift sailer. On my arrival at Portsmouth, I found she had gone out upon a short cruise after a French privateer, but was expected every hour. On the 21st she came in from her cruise, and I delivered to her captain, Sir William Burnaby, two letters from the Admiralty, one directing him to receive me and my family on board, the other to be opened when he came off the Start-point.

This frigate, being from long and constant service in a weak and leaky state, on which account Sir William had lately brought her into port, and undergone a court martial in consequence of it, I found him and his officers under some alarm as to the unknown extent of my destination, suspecting that I might be bound to the West Indies, and justly doubting the seaworthiness of the ship for any distant voyage. On this point I could give them no satisfaction, but on the day following her arrival (viz: April 22d), went on board to assist in adjusting the accommodations for the females of my family.

In consequence of strong and adverse winds we remained at Spithead till the 28th, when at eight o'clock in the morning we weighed anchor with the wind at south, and brought to at Cowes. Here I fixed three double-headed shot to the box that contained my papers and instructions, and the wind still hanging in the southwest, foul and unfavorable, it was not till the 2d of May, when, upon its veering to the northeast, we took our departure in the forenoon from Cowes, and upon its dying away, anchored in mid-channel for the night in 20 fathom water, Needle-rocks S. W. by W., Yarmouth S. E. by S.

Being off the Start-point on the 3d instant, Sir William Burnaby opened his orders, and with great satisfaction found his destination to be to Lisbon; we saw a large fleet to westward at the Start-point, which proved to be the Quebec trade outwardbound under convoy. On the 6th, having passed the Land'send, we found the foremast sprung below the trussel-trees, and

by the next day the carpenter had moulded a fish on it, when the gale having freshened with rain and squalls, we struck topgallants, handed the foresail, and hove to under the mainsail; on the 9th the gale increased, and having reefed and furled the mainsail, we laid to under the main-stay-sail and mizzen-staysail; Lat. 49° 4'; Long. 1° 45', Land's-end.

Our situation now became very uncomfortable, and our safety suspicious, for the sea was truly mountainous, and broke over our low and leaky frigate in a tremendous style, which in the mean while occasionally received such hard and heavy shocks, as caused serious apprehensions even in those to whom danger was familiar. I had, in my passages to Ireland, been in angry seas and blowing weather, but nothing I had seen bore any resemblance to the fury of this gale, nor could anything but the confidence I had reason to place in British seamen, and the exertions which I witnessed on their part, have stood between me and absolute despair. The dreadful sight and deafening uproar of those tremendous seas, that by turns whelmed us under a canopy of water, making darkness at mid-day, and rendering every voice inaudible, were as much as my nerves could bear, and whilst the ship was quivering and settling, as I conceived, upon the point of going down, I thought it high time to set out in search of those beloved objects, who had embarked themselves with me, and were as I supposed suffering the extreme of terror and alarm. How greatly was I mistaken in the calculation of their fortitude! I found my wife, then far gone with child, in her cot within the cabin, the water flowing through it like a sluice, so perfectly collected and composed, that I forbore to speak of the situation we were in, and did not hint at the purpose which brought me to her; but she, who knew too well what was passing, to be deceived as to the motive of my coming to her, said to me: 'You are alarmed, I believe; so am not I. We are in a British ship of war, manned with British seamen, and, if we are in danger, which I conclude we are, I don't doubt but they know how to carry us through it.' Thus divested of my alarm by the intrepidity of the very person who had so great a share in causing it, I made my way with some difficulty to the ward-room, where my daughters had taken shelter, whilst Mr. Lucas the purser was serenading them with what would have been a country dance, if the ship had not danced so violently out of all time and tune. In this moment the Abbé Hussey, who had followed me, upon a sudden pitch of the ship, burst head foremost into the ward-room, and with the momentum of a gun broken loose from its lashings, over