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FRAGMENT.
FRAGMENT,
DESCRIPTIVE OF THE MISERIES OF WAR; FROM
A POEM CALLED "The Emigrants,"
PRINTED IN 1793.
TO a wild mountain, whose bare summit hides
Its broken eminence in clouds; whose steeps
Are dark with woods; where the receding rocks
Are worn with torrents of dissolving snow;
A wretched woman, pale and breathless, flies,
And, gazing round her, listens to the sound
Of hostile footsteps:—No! they die away—
Nor noise remains, but of the cataract,
Or surly breeze of night, that mutters low
Among the thickets, where she trembling seeks
A temporary shelter—Clasping close
To her quick throbbing heart her sleeping child,
