Bells, Cannons1, Trumpets2, Fife, and Drum,
And Soldiers marching all about,
To let Us know that Peace is come.
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Oh mild should be the Signs and meek3,
Sweet Peace’s Advent4 to proclaim!
Silence her noiseless Foot should speak,
And Echo should repeat the same.
Lo! where the Soldier walks, alas5!
With Scars received on Foreign Grounds;
Shall we consume in Coloured Glass
The Oil that should be pour’d in Wounds?
The bleeding Gaps of War to close,
Will whizzing Rocket-Flight avail?
Will Squibs enliven Orphans’ Woes6?
Or Crackers7 cheer the Widow’s Tale?
SKETCHES8 ON THE ROAD.
THE MORNING CALL.
I CANNOT conceive any prospect9 more agreeable to a weary traveller than the approach to Bedfordshire. Each valley reminds him of Sleepy Hollow, the fleecy clouds seem like blankets, the lakes and ponds are clean sheets; the setting sun looks like a warming-pan. He dreams of dreams to come. His travelling-cap transforms to a night-cap, the coach lining10 feels softlier squabbed; the guard’s horn plays “Lullaby.” Every flower by the road-side is a poppy. Each jolt11 of the coach is but a drowsy12 stumble up stairs. The lady opposite is the chamber13-maid; the gentleman beside her is Boots. He slides into imaginary slippers14; he winks15 and nods flirtingly at Sleep, so soon to be his own. Although the wheels may be rattling16 into vigilant17 Wakefield, it appears to him to be sleepy Ware18, with its great Bed, a whole County of Down, spread
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“all before him where to choose his place of rest.”
It was in a similar mood, after a long dusty droughty dog-day’s journey, that I entered the Dolphin, at Bedhampton. I nodded in at the door, winked19 at the lights, blinked at the company in the coffee-room, yawned for a glass of negus, swallowed it with my eyes shut, as though it had been “a pint20 of nappy,” surrendered my boots, clutched a candlestick, and blundered, slipshod, up the stairs to number nine.
Blessed be the man, says Sancho Panza, who first invented sleep: and blessed be heaven that he did not take out a patent, and keep his discovery to himself. My clothes dropped off me: I saw through a drowsy haze21 the likeness22 of a four-poster: “Great Nature’s second course” was spread before me; and I fell to without a long grace!
Here’s a body—there’s a bed!
There’s a pillow—here’s a head!
There’s a curtain—here’s a light!
There’s a puff—and so Good Night!
It would have been gross improvidence23 to waste more words on the occasion; for I was to be roused up again at four o’clock the next morning to proceed by the early coach. I determined24, therefore, to do as much sleep within the interval25 as I could; and in a minute, short measure, I was with that mandarin26, Morpheus, in his Land of Nod.
How intensely we sleep when we are fatigued27! Some as sound as tops, others as fast as churches. For my own part I must have slept as fast as a Cathedral,—as fast as Young Rapid wished his father to slumber28: nay29 as fast as the French veteran who dreams over again the whole Russian campaign while dozing30 in his sentry-box. I must have slept as fast as a fast post-coach in my four-poster—or rather I must have slept “like winkin,” for I seemed hardly to have closed my eyes, when a voice cried
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“Sleep no more!”
It was that of Boots, calling and knocking at the door, whilst through the keyhole a ray of candlelight darted31 into my chamber.
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me, your honour, I humbly32 ax pardon—but somehow I’ve oversleeped myself, and the coach be gone by!”
“The devil it is!—then I have lost my place!”
“No, not exactly, your honour. She stops a bit at the Dragon, t’other end o’ the town; and if your honour wouldn’t object to a bit of a run—”
“That’s enough—come in. Put down the light—and take up that bag—my coat over your arm—and waistcoat with it—and that cravat33.”
Boots acted according to orders. I jumped out of bed—pocketed my nightcap—screwed on my stockings—plunged into my trowsers—rammed my feet into wrong right and left boots—tumbled down the back stairs—burst through a door, and found myself in the fresh air of the stable-yard, holding a lantern, which, in sheer haste, or spleen, I pitched into the horsepond. Then began the race, during which I completed my toilet, running and firing a verbal volley at Boots, as often as I could spare breath for one.
“And you call this waking me up—for the coach. My waistcoat!—Why I could wake myself—too late—without being called. Now my cravat—and be hanged to you!—Confound that stone!—and give me my coat. A nice road—for a run!—I suppose you keep it—on purpose. How many gentlemen—may you do a week?—I’ll tell you what. If I—run—a foot—further—”
I paused for wind; while Boots had stopped of his own accord. We had turned a corner into a small square; and on the opposite side, certainly stood an inn with the sign of the Dragon, but without any sign of a coach at the door. Boots stood beside me aghast, and surveying the house from the top
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to the bottom; not a wreath of smoke came from a chimney; the curtains were closed over every window, and the door was closed and shuttered. I could hardly contain my indignation when I looked at the infernal somnolent34 visage of the fellow, hardly yet broad awake—he kept rubbing his black-lead eyes with his hands, as if he would have rubbed them out.
“Yes, you may well look—you have overslept yourself with a vengeance35. The coach must have passed an hour ago—and they have all gone to bed again!”
“No, there be no coach, sure enough,” soliloquised Boots, slowly raising his eyes from the road, where he had been searching for the track of recent wheels, and fixing them with a deprecating expression on my face. “No, there’s no coach—I ax a thousand pardons, your honour—but you see, Sir, what with waiting on her, and talking on her, and expecting on her, and giving notice on her, every night of my life, your honour—why I sometimes dreams on her—and that’s the case as is now!”
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