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O double sacrilege on things divine,
But thus Orinda died; *
* Mrs Katherine Philips, whom the affectation of her age
called Orinda, was the daughter of Mr Fowler, a citizen of London. Aubrey, the most credulous of mankind, tells us, in MS. Memoirs of her life, that she' read through the Bible before she was four years old, and would take sermons verbatim by the time she was ten. She married a decent respectable country gentleman, called Wogan ;, a name which, when it occurred in her extensive literary correspondence, she exchanged for the fantastic appellation of Antenor. She maintained a literary intercourse for many years with bishops, earls, and wits, the main object of which was the management and extrication of her husband's affairs. But whether because the correspondents of Orinda were slack in attending to her requests in her husband's favour, or whether because a learned lady is a bad manager of sublunary concerns, Antenor's circumstances became embarrassed, notwithstanding all Orinda's exertions, and the fair solicitor was obliged to retreat with him into Cardiganshire. Returning from this seclusion to London, in 1664, she was seized with the small-pox, which carried her off in the 33d year of her age.
Her poems and translations were collected into a folio after her death, which bears the title of “ Poems by the most deservedly admired Mrs Katherine Philips, the matchless ORINDA. London, 1667.”—See BALLARD's Memoirs of Learned Ladies, p. 287.
This lady is here mentioned with the more propriety, as Mrs ** Anne Killigrew dedicated the following lines to her memory:
Orinda (Albion's and our sexes grace)
And vows for his return, with vain devotion, pays.
Ah, generous youth! that wish forbear,
The winds too soon will waft thee here: Slack all thy sails, and fear to come; Alas, thou know'st not, thou art wrecked at home! No more shalt thou behold thy sister's face, Thou hast already had her last embrace. But look aloft, and if thou ken’st from far Among the Pleiads a new-kindled star, If any sparkles than the rest more bright, Tis she that shines in that propitious light.
X. When in mid-air the golden trump shall sound,
To raise the nations under ground;
When in the valley of Jehosophat,
And there the last assizes keep,
From the four corners of the sky;
And foremost from the tomb shall bound, For they are covered with the lightest ground; And straight, with inborn vigour, on the wing, Like mounting larks, to the new morning sing. There thou, sweet saint, before the choir shall
go, As harbinger of heaven, the way to show, The way which thou so well hast learnt below. .
UPON THE DEATH OP
THE VISCOUNT OF DUNDEE.
JAMES GRAHAM of Claverhouse, Viscount of Dundee, studied the military art under the Prince of Orange. He first distinguished himself by his activity in exercising the severities which the Scottish council, in the reigns of Charles II. and James II., decreed against the frequenters of the field-meetings and conventicles. On this account his memory is generally reprobated by the Scottish presbyterians; nor would history have treated him more gently, had not the splendour of his closing life effaced the recollection of his cruelties. When the Scottish Convention declared for the Prince of Orange in 1688-9, Dundee left Edinburgh, and retired to the north, where he raised the Highland clans, to prop the sinking cause of James II. After an interval of a few months, spent in desultory warfare, General Mackay marched, with a regular force, towards Blair in Athole, against this active and enterprising enemy. Upon the 17th June, 1689, when Mackay had defiled through the rocky and precipitous pass of Killicrankie, he found Dundee, with his Highlanders, arranged upon an eminence opposite to the northern mouth of the defile. Dundee permitted his adversary gradually, and at leisure, to disengage himself from the pass, and draw up his army in line; for, meditating a total victory, and not a mere check or repulse, he foresaw that Mackay's retreat would be difficult in proportion to the distance of his forces from the only path of safety through which they could fly. . He then charged with irresistible fury, and routed Mackay's army in every direction, saving two regiments who stood firm. But as Dundee hastened towards them, and extended his arm as if urging the assault, a shot penetrated his armour beneath his arm-pit, and he dropt from his horse. He lived but a very short time, and died in the arms of victory. With Dundee fell all hopes of restoring King James's affairs in Scotland; the independent chjeftains, who had been overawed by his superior talents, resumed the petty altercaVOL. XI.
tions which his authority had decided or suppressed ; their fol. lowers melted away without a battle; and after his death, those who had been rather the implements than the companions of his victory, met nothing but repulse and defeat, until all the north of Scotland submitted to William III.
The epitaph, here translated by Dryden, was originally written in Latin by Dr Pitcairn, remarkable for genius and learning, as well as for Jacobitism. It will hardly be disputed, that the original is much superior to the translation, though the last be written by Dryden. In the second couplet alone, the translator has improved upon his original :
IN MORTEM VICECOMITIS TAODUNENSIS.
ULTIME SCOTORUM! POTUIT, QUO SOSPITE SOLO,
LIBERTAS PATRIÆ SALVA FUISSE TUÆ;
ACCEPITQUE NOVOS, TE MORIENTE, DEOS.
ERGO CALEDONIÆ NOMEN INANE, VALE!
ULTIME SCOTORUM, ATQUE ULTIME GRAME, VALE ! Some editions of this celebrated epitaph, which seem to have been followed by Dryden, read the last line thus:
Ultime Scotorum atque optime, Grame, Vale. But there is something national in calling Dundee the last of Scots, and the last of Græmes, a race distinguished for patriotism in the struggles against England, and on this principle the last reading should be preferred.
THE VISCOUNT OF DUNDEE.
Ou last and best of Scots ! who didst maintain