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Literary
October 4, 1802
Jenks' Portland Gazette. Maine Advertiser
Portland, Cumberland County, Maine
What is this article about?
A tragic ballad translated from Schiller by Beresford, depicting old Rodolph mourning his lost son, his daughter Agnes pining for Albert, and Raymond's jealousy leading to a fatal duel where both lovers die, causing Rodolph's despair and death.
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POETRY.
RODOLPH.
The following beautiful Ballad is a translation from Schiller, by Beresford. -- It is copied from the Salem Register.
RODOLPH, in paternal hall,
Breathes from war's destructive scene;
Rodolph, prompt at glory's call,
Rodolph, dread of hostile Gaul;
Dread of Moor of haughty main;
He a gallant son deplores,
Last of all his noble sires:
Whilst, amid the moss grown tow'rs,
As his tender wail he pours
Echo wafts the mournful theme.
Agnes, deck'd with golden hair.
Props his age, and fills his sigh;
Mild as dove, as May morn fair,
Soothes a parent's sad despair,
Wipes the tear that dims his eye.
Yet, herself in silent woe,
Pines by moonlight solemn gleam:
Albert, youth of open brow,
Breathes for her the tender vow,
And fair Agnes sighs for him.
Haughty Raymond, at whose side
Five score martial youths appear,
Swells with vain heraldic pride,
Vaunts his trophies far and wide,
And old Rodolph held him dear.
Albert once on festive day,
Kiss'd her hand as lily fair:
Agnes' eyes, in soft dismay,
Chiding frowns would fain betray:
But they only shew'd a tear!
Raymond marks the tender dame,
Eyes askance his shining blade;
Love and rage his cheeks inflame,
Wild and fierce his eye-balls gleam,
And around their fury shed.
Straight his gauntlet, threat'ning war,
On her virgin lap he laid;
"Take it, Albert, and repair
Neath the hill; -- I'll wait thee there."
Swift he mounts and spurs the steed.
Albert hears the fierce defy,
Mounts his steed to seek the foe;
Proud the graceful tear to spy,
Trickling from the maiden's eye;
Love and honor bade it flow.
Red their burnish'd arms appear,
Gleaming in the setting sun,
Hark! their coursers' fierce career
Shakes the plain -- the frighted deer
To their inmost covert run.
Agnes, from the castle wall,
Casts a wistful look beneath
Boding fears her heart appal --
Straight she saw her Albert fall;
Saw -- and clos'd her eyes in death.
Back the victor faltering hies,
(Anxious doubts his breast invade,)
Hears the wail of woe arise.
To the fair one's chamber flies;
Starts -- and falls upon his blade!
Rodolph caught his darling care,
Held her to his throbbing breast;
Torpid, lost in dumb despair,
Clasp'd the cold unconscious fair.
Two long days -- then sunk to rest!
RODOLPH.
The following beautiful Ballad is a translation from Schiller, by Beresford. -- It is copied from the Salem Register.
RODOLPH, in paternal hall,
Breathes from war's destructive scene;
Rodolph, prompt at glory's call,
Rodolph, dread of hostile Gaul;
Dread of Moor of haughty main;
He a gallant son deplores,
Last of all his noble sires:
Whilst, amid the moss grown tow'rs,
As his tender wail he pours
Echo wafts the mournful theme.
Agnes, deck'd with golden hair.
Props his age, and fills his sigh;
Mild as dove, as May morn fair,
Soothes a parent's sad despair,
Wipes the tear that dims his eye.
Yet, herself in silent woe,
Pines by moonlight solemn gleam:
Albert, youth of open brow,
Breathes for her the tender vow,
And fair Agnes sighs for him.
Haughty Raymond, at whose side
Five score martial youths appear,
Swells with vain heraldic pride,
Vaunts his trophies far and wide,
And old Rodolph held him dear.
Albert once on festive day,
Kiss'd her hand as lily fair:
Agnes' eyes, in soft dismay,
Chiding frowns would fain betray:
But they only shew'd a tear!
Raymond marks the tender dame,
Eyes askance his shining blade;
Love and rage his cheeks inflame,
Wild and fierce his eye-balls gleam,
And around their fury shed.
Straight his gauntlet, threat'ning war,
On her virgin lap he laid;
"Take it, Albert, and repair
Neath the hill; -- I'll wait thee there."
Swift he mounts and spurs the steed.
Albert hears the fierce defy,
Mounts his steed to seek the foe;
Proud the graceful tear to spy,
Trickling from the maiden's eye;
Love and honor bade it flow.
Red their burnish'd arms appear,
Gleaming in the setting sun,
Hark! their coursers' fierce career
Shakes the plain -- the frighted deer
To their inmost covert run.
Agnes, from the castle wall,
Casts a wistful look beneath
Boding fears her heart appal --
Straight she saw her Albert fall;
Saw -- and clos'd her eyes in death.
Back the victor faltering hies,
(Anxious doubts his breast invade,)
Hears the wail of woe arise.
To the fair one's chamber flies;
Starts -- and falls upon his blade!
Rodolph caught his darling care,
Held her to his throbbing breast;
Torpid, lost in dumb despair,
Clasp'd the cold unconscious fair.
Two long days -- then sunk to rest!
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
What themes does it cover?
Love Romance
War Peace
Death Mortality
What keywords are associated?
Ballad
Schiller
Tragic Love
Duel
Mourning
Warrior
Maiden
Jealousy
What entities or persons were involved?
Translation From Schiller By Beresford
Literary Details
Title
Rodolph
Author
Translation From Schiller By Beresford
Key Lines
Straight She Saw Her Albert Fall;
Saw And Clos'd Her Eyes In Death.
Starts And Falls Upon His Blade!
Two Long Days Then Sunk To Rest!