Oh, Warrior Poet! thou before whose eyes Rose the enchanted realm of the Ideal— The star-lit land of Fancy, whose fair skies Bent in unclouded loveliness around thee— The angel of the world of visions found thee— Bore thee from the cold Winter of the Real, And with unfading wreaths of Poesy crowned thee. Lord of the Lyre and Sword! O, blest wert thou To live and die, amid thine early dreams! Nor bay, nor blossom faded from thy brow— No star of Promise, shed its dying gleams Upon thy path—and left thee, _thus_ to bow A lone survivor! Oh! _no_ lot so blest As that which calleth _early_ unto rest! * * * * * LIFE OF GENERAL BARON DE KALB. BY THOMAS WYATT, A. M., AUTHOR OF “HISTORY OF THE KINGS OF FRANCE,” ETC. ETC. ETC. VERY little is known of this illustrious officer till about the year 1755, when we find him filling an inferior station in the quartermaster-general’s department, in the imperial army of France; his intimate acquaintance with the details of that department led his friends in America to believe that he had held it for some considerable time. Toward the close of the French war with England, Baron De Kalb was dispatched by his sovereign to North America, to visit the British Colonies there, expressly to ascertain the points in which they were most vulnerable, and to discover how far it was practicable, by well-timed insinuation and winning intrigue, to generate dissatisfaction, and excite a suspicious jealousy against the mother country, so as to shake their confidence in the purity of her views, and beget and cherish a desire of asserting their independence. He traversed the British provinces in a concealed character; and when speaking of the existing war, often expressed his astonishment how any government could have so blundered as to efface the ardent and deep affection which, to his own knowledge, existed on the part of the colonies of Great Britain previous to the late rupture. Just before the peace our incognitus becoming suspected, was arrested, and for a few days imprisoned. On examination of his baggage and papers, nothing was found to warrant his detention, and he was discharged. Such discovery was not practicable, as, during this tour, the baron himself declared that he relied entirely upon his memory, which was singularly strong, never venturing to commit to paper the information of others, or his own observations.