More than fame, duty calls,
Trumpet-tongued from the walls
Girding great Rome;
Battle for truth and faith,
Battle lest hostile scathe
Crush us, or fetters swathe
Free hearth and home!
Hark! how God's thunders roll,
Booming from pole to pole
Of the wide world!
"Old lies are crush'd for aye,
Now truths assume their sway,
Bright shines the flag of day
O'er night unfurl'd!"
Tower, then, the barricades!
Flash forth the lightning blades!
Romans, awake!
Storm as the tempests burst,
Down with the brood accursed!
Sparks long in silence nursed
Etna-like break;
And that volcano's thirst
Seas cannot slake!
PATRICK SCOTT.
The author of several meritorious poetical works, Patrick Scott was born at Macao in China, but is eminently of Scottish descent. His father, Helenus Scott, M.D., a cadet of the ducal house of Buccleuch, was a distinguished member of the Medical Board of Bombay, of which he was some time president. Receiving an elementary education at the Charterhouse, London, the subject of this notice entered, in his sixteenth year, the East India College at Haileybury. At the age of eighteen he proceeded to India, to occupy a civil appointment at Bombay. In 1845, after eleven years' service, he returned to Britain in impaired health, and he has since resided chiefly in London.
Mr Scott first appeared as an author in 1851, by the publication of "Lelio, and other Poems," a volume which was received with warm encomiums by the press. In 1853, he published "Love in the Moon: a Poem," which was followed in the same year by "Thomas á Becket, and other Poems." His latest poetical publication appeared in 1854, under the title of "A Poet's Children."
THE EXILE.
With drooping heart he turn'd away
To seek a distant clime,
Where friends were kind, and life was gay,
In early boyhood's time.
And still with years and seas between,
To one fond hope he clung—
To see once more, as he had seen,
The home he loved when young.