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Arnold comes to the lady's rescue, but when the Lion was young, she scouts his proferred assistance, In the pride of his might, precipitates herself from the canonical Then 'twas sport for the strong Tarpeian, splits her excellent white To embrace him in fight; skull on the Mosaic, and is carried off To go forth, with a pine half-dead by the Devil and the De. For a spear, 'gainst the Mammoth, formed 'Transformed into the Colonna Or strike through the ravine Palace:

At the foaming Behemoth ; “ Casar. Come then! raise her up!

While man was in stature

As towers in our time,
Arnold. Softly !
Cæsar. As softly as they bear the

The first-born of nature,
dead,

And, like her, sublime ?" (P. 86.) Perhaps because they cannot feel the The versification of the poem, as is jolting."

(P. 83.) usual with our author's later works, is The present publication (as is said shamefully incorrect; if it be regulated in a short preface) contains the two by any principle, which we very much first parts only of the entire drama, and doubt, the principle is a false one, at the opening Chorus of the third the least the practice of ending heroic lines rest is to appear (+6 perhaps") here in the midst of an uniterruptible flow after. From the Chorus, which is laid of words, whereby all metrical disamidst the Apennines, we beg leave to tinction between verse and prose is select the following beautiful-lament annihilated, can never be successfal for the violet:

in the English, whatever it may be in (6 The spring is come : the violet's gone, be believed that the harmonious soul

the Italian school of poetry. Will it The first-born child of the early sun; which poured forth the eloquent numWith us she is but a winter's flower,

bers above, could be guilty of such

bere The snow on the hills cannot blast her

meterless measure as this : bower, And she lifts up her dewy eye of blue “ Cæsar. I tell thee, be not rash; To the youngest sky of the self-same a golden bridge hue.

Thost Is for a flying enemy. I gave thee And when the spring comes with her A form of beauty, and an Of flowers, that flower beloved the most Exemption from some maladies of body, Shrinks from the crowd that may con- But not of mind, which is not mine to fuse

(P. 68.) Her heavenly odour and virgin hues. or this: Pluck the others, but still remember

Arnold. Had no Power presented Their Herald out of dim December

me The morning star of all the flowers,

S, The possibility of change, I would The pledge of day-light's lengthened Have done the best which Spirit may, hours;

to make Nor, midst the roses, e'er forget The virgin, virgin Violet.

of Its way, with all Deformity's dull,

(P. 85.) deadly, and the chaunt which concludes the Discouraging weight upon me, like a volume :

mountain, “ Chorus. The Hound bayeth loudly,

und baveth loudly. In feeling, on my heart as on my The Boar's in the wood,

shouldersAnd the Falcon longs proudly

An hateful and unsightly molehill to To spring from her hood :

The eyes of happier man." (P. 26.) On the wrist of the Noble

A writer in the London Magazine She sits like a crest,

stigmatizes this new species of versiAnd the air is in trouble

fication, under the name of “proseWith birds from their nest.

poetry," and we certainly are much Cæsar. Oh! Shadow of glory!

inclined to aid him in preventing, as Dim image of war!

far as we can, the dissemination of But the chace hath no story,

such an erroneous method of compoHer hero no star,

sition, which we perceive has been of Since Nimrod, the Fonnder

late years ardently cultivated, even by Of empire and chace,

our best Writers. We cannot but say Who made the woods wonder

that this hobbling uneasy measure, And quake for their race.

half verse, half prose, is as far from

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the Miltonian standard, as it is from peated in the same manner, and so that of true melody, and that it merits forward in order. When the pavethe utmost discouragement and repro- ment was full of figures, they put them bation from the critics and the public out with the hand, and if need were, in general.

strewed it with new sand from a little As niay appear from the preceding heap which they had before them, observations, the Deformed Transform- wherewith to write farther. And thus ed is, for what we have seen, a work, they did as long as the exercises conin our opinion, totally unworthy of the tinued ; in which manner likewise they illustrious author ; monstrous in de- told me they learnt to read and write, sign, flimsy in composition, meagre in without spoiling paper, pens or ink, imagery, wretched in versification, which certainly is a pretty way. I hasty, crude, and extravagant thing asked them, if they happened to forget But no one can read it, without ac- or be mistaken in any part of the lesknowledging that it is the effusion of a son, who corrected and taught them, great and extraordinary mind, an au- they being all scholars, without the dacious fancy, and a splendid genius. assistance of the master? They anLord Byron may write below himself, swered me and said, true, that it was but he never can write below us. not possible for all four of them to forAlas! that he does not write a page, get or mistake in the same part, and where he writes a poem !

that they thus exercised together, to the end that if one happened to be out,

the others might correct him. Indeed, METHOD OF EDUCATION IN

it is a pretty easy and secure way of INDIA.

learning." The following is an extract from a book, printed in London in 1665, entitled,

HONOUR TO WOMAN. ic The Travels of Sig. Pietro della

FROM THE GERMAN OF SCHILLER.

Translated by Lord F. L. Gower. Vella, a noble Roman, into East India

“ Honour to Woman I to her it is given and Árabia Deserta.

To wreathe the doll earth with the roses of · Ascending the gauts of Hindostan,

heaven,

The heart in the boods of affection to twine, near the western extremity, which he And, with chastity's veil, round the form of describes as superior to the Appenines the graces,

To raise and revive, in her holy embraces, of Italy, in natural beauties, he arrives

The feelings her virtues exalt ard refine. at a fortress, sometimes called Gari.

Reason's voice, and Truth's directions, cola, but now Gavarada Naghar, near

Haughty man delights to brave; which is a temple of Hamant. In the And the spirit's own reflections, porch of the temple,” says he, “I en

Drive it forth on passion's wave.

Furthest distance still exploring, tertained myself by beholding little

Nearer forms content to lose; boys learning arithmetic, after a strange O'er the boonds of æther soaring, manner, which I will here relate. They Man his shadowy bliss pursues. were four; and having all taken the

he Bnt with the charm of her magical glances, same lesson from the master to get that Back to the joy which her presence enhances,

Woman can lure him to wander again, same by heart, and repeat likewise For she clings to the earth, where her fortune their former lessons, and not forget has placed her, them; one of them singing musically And, content with the charms with which na

ture has grac'd her, with a certain continued tone (which

With a daugbter's obedience submits to her hath the force of making deep impres

chain. sion in the memory), recited a part of Roused to each insane endeavour, the lessons; as for example, one by

Man collects his hostile might;

On through life he speeds for ever, itself makes one; and whilst he was

Rests not, stops not, day or night. thus speaking, he writ down the same What he joins, he tears asundernumber, not with any kind of pen nor

Wishes rise as wishes pall,

Like the hydra's heads of wonder, on paper, but (not to spend paper in

Sprouting faster than they fall. vain) with bis finger on the ground, Bat woman, content with less arrogant powers, the pavement being for that purpose From each hour of existence can gather the strewed all over with very fine sand;

flowers, after the first had writ down the same

And snatch them from Time as he hastens *

along thing together, then the first boy More blest and more free in her limits regung and writ down another part of maining the lesson; as for example, two by it

Than man in the wide realms of wisdom at

taining, self make two, which all the rest re- . Or in poelly's boundless dominions of song.

. To bis own enjoyment bending

VARIETIES.
Every wish that warms his breast;
With the bosom's mutual blending,
Say, can selfish man be blest?

A RECEIPT TO CURE LOVE.
Can be e'er exchange a feeling,

You must take a grain of sense, half
Can he melt in tears away,
When eternal strife is steeling

a grain of prudence, a dram of underEvery spring of passion's play ?

standing, one ounce of patience, a But like the barp when the zephyr is sighing, pound of resolution, and a hand-full of To the breath of that zephyr in music replying, dislike : intermix them all together,

Woman can tremble with feelings as true. From the breezes of life each emotion she and fold them up in the interior parts borrows,

of your brain for two hours and a While her bosom swells high with its raptures quarter ; then set them on a slow fire

or sorrows And her glances express them through sym

of hatred, and strain it from the dregs pathies dew.

of melancholy; sweeten it with forgetMailed strength, and arm'd defiance

fulness; then put it in the bottle of These are rights which men allege your heart, and stop it with the cork Scythia's sword is her reliance

of judgment; after which let it stand Persia bows beneath its edge.

for ten days in the water of cold affecMan, where'er desire is strongest,

Wields the blade or draws the bow; tion. This rightly made and fully ap-
He that loudest shouts, and longest,

plied, is the most effectual remedy in Wins what peace could ne'er bestow.

the universe. You may have it at the But woman can goseru each tide and occasion, With the eloquent voice of her gentle per.

house of Understanding, in Constantsuasion,

street, by going up the hill of SelfAnd extingoish Hate's torch, which was denial, in the town of Forgetfulness,

liglied in hell; And the powers of strife, which seemed parted in the county of Love.

for ever, Are bound in an union which time cannot A RECEIPT FOR LOW SPIRITS.

sever, By the spirits who bow to her magical spell." Take one ounce of the seeds of reso

lution, properly mixed with the oil of TO ENGLAND.

good conscience; infuse it into a large

spoonful of the salts of patience, distil « Beneath our bowsprit wild and free Upcurl'd the ocean foam;

very carefully a composing plant called I blest the breeze, I blest the sea,

Others Woes, which you will find in That proadly bore me back to thee,

every part of the Garden of Life, growMy own, my island home.

ing under the broad leaves of disguise. Still as with pilgrim's footsteps faint

Add a small quantity, and it will I sought each distant shrine,

greatly assist the salts of patience in For thee I pour'd my evening plaint, And still to every worshipp'd saint

their operation; gather a handful of . My earliest prayer was thine.

the blossoms of hope, then sweeten In vain the sun more genial glows

them properly with the balm of proviTo crown the stranger's toil;

dence, and if you can get any of the In vain his ruddier vintage flows,

seeds of true friendship, you will then There is a canker in the rose That springs on foreign soil.

have the most palatable medicine that

can be administered. But you must I love the look of long descent, Which in thy homes 1 trace;

be careful to get some of the seeds of Like thine own forest oak unrent,

true friendship, as there is a weed very To which succeeding years have lent

much like it called self-interest, hich Their venerable grace.

will spoil the whole composition. Around that oak the moss may stray,

Make the ingredients into pills, which The ivy coil its band; I would not rend its twine away,

call pills of comfort ; take one night Nor spoil the monarch's old array,

and morning, and in a short time the With renovating band.

cure will be effected. And though his wintry leaves be shed

By many a whirlwind's rage, Oh! may he lift his hoary head,

TO TAKE OUT GREASE FROM And long bis shadowing arins outspread,

THE LEAVES OF BOOKS. Por many a future age.

After having warmed the paper If still beyond my country's shore My fate it be to roam,

stained with grease, wax, oil, or any When all the wanderer's toils are o'er.

fat body whatever,' take as much of it They shall but make him prize the more,

out as possible, by means of blotting My own, my island home!

paper. Then dip a small brush in the essential oil of well-rectified spirits of turpentine, heated almost to ebullition

(for when cold it acts but weakly), and his apprentice, if the butcher should draw it gently over both sides of the knock early in the morning, to order paper, which must be kept warm. This certain joints which he mentioned. operation must be repeated as many About two in the morning the lad was times as the quantity of the fat body awakened from a sound sleep, by a imbibed by the paper, or the thickness loud knocking at the door ; when, of the paper, may render necessary. crawling to the window and lifting up When the greasy substance is entirely the sash, a messenger from a sick removed, recourse may be had to the patient bawled out, “Doctor, what's following method to restore the paper good for the cholic ?” The half sleepto its former 'whiteness, which is not ing apprentice, thinking it was the completely restored by the first pro. butcher, yawning, answered, “A loin cess. Dip another brush in highly of veal, a leg of mutton, and a round rectified spirits of wine, and draw it in of beef.” like manner over the place which was stained, and particularly round the HANGING BY PROXY. edges, to remove the border that would

A malefactor having committed some still present a stain. By employing crime, for which he was sentenced to these means, with proper caution, the be hanged, received the awful fiat with spot will totally disappear; the paper so much coolness, that the Judge was will assume its original whiteness ; disposed to believe the man had not and if the process has been employed understood him, and accordingly caused on a part written on with common ink, it to be repeated by one of the native or printed with printer's ink, it will

counsellors. The man replied, that he experience no alteration,

understood the Judge very well. “ You are to be hanged to-morrow,”

repeated the barrister. “Sahep ko DAINTY MORSELS; koosi” “ as the gentleman pleases," OR, AFTER DINNER CHIT-CHAT.. replied the culprit, and followed his

conductor out of court, apparently un

concerned. A few days elapsed before To cause the joyous laugh To circle gaily round the group,

the sentence could be put in execution; Shaking fat sides.

ola Play. and, when brought forth, as they sup

posed, to suffer the punishment of his

crime, there appeared quite a different TRAVELLING IN IRELAND.

person. This being reported to the Like all other weekly repositories, Judge, he was ordered to be brought ours is open to the contribution of wits before him, and it was discovered that and wags, and many of these puzzle the other had given this man three our sagacious noddles in speculations rupees to be hanged in his place. The upon whether they be intended in former one of course made his escape; earnest or in jest. We have received and, strange as it may appear, the subone of this questionable gender, which stitute was afraid of being discharged, as it has travelled to us post-paid some lest he might insist upon his refunding miles, we shall put it in print : the three rupees, which he had spent, “When we've money we ride in chaises,

he said, on metais, cakes of which they When we've none, we walk by Jas's ? are particularly fond, made of sugar

and flour.-A Tour through the Upper ANECDOTE OF ROSSINI.

Province of Hindostan. When Rossini was presented to the DIFFERENCE OF POLITICAL King, his Majesty, addressing him in

OPINIONS. French, said, “ Rossini, I am rejoiced at seeing you.” “So is all your

While Foote was at Edinburgh, he country, sir," was the reply.

was urged to take off Wilkes, who was at that time as obnoxious in Scotland

as he was popular in England. He WHIMSICAL MISTAKE; answered that he had butone objection;

which was, “ that as he intended to OR, A NEW RECIPE FOR THE CHOLIC.

take himself off for London in a few An apothecary and druggist who days, he did not choose to sup on brick' dealt with a country butcher for a bats and rotten eggs the first pight of his weekly supply of meat, left word with arrival in the metropolis."

III.

THE POET'S CORNER..

EPIGRAM. What's lighter than a feather?

O sweet, sweet's her voice, Dust, my friend, in driest weather.

As a low warbled tone; What's lighter than that dust, I pray?

And sweet, sweet's her lips, The wind which wafts it far away.

Like the rose-bud in June; Pray what is lighter than the wind ?

She looks to sea and sigbs, The ligbtness of a woman's mind.

As the foaming wave flows, Tell me what's lighter than this last ?

And treads on man's strength, Aye, now, my friend, you bave me fast.

As in glory she goes.

· A LADY'S DON'T LIKES.
I do not like the man that's tall,
A man that's little's worse than all.
I much abhor a man that's fat,
A man that's lean is worse than that.
A young man is a constant pest,
An old one would my room infest.
Nor do I like the man that's fair,
A man that's black I cannot bear.
A man of sense I could cot rule,
And from my heart I hate a fool.
A sober man I will not take,
A drunken man my heart will break.
All these I do sincerely hate,
Aod yet I love the marriage state.

IV.
O haste, my bonnie bark,

O'er the waves let us bound,
As the deer from the horn,

Or the bare from the honod.
Pluck down thy white plumes,

Sink thy keel in tbe sand,
Whene'er ye see my love,

And the wave of her hand.

O COME, MY BONNIE BARK.

À song.

1. O come, my bonnie bark,

O'er the waves let us go, With thy neck like the swan,

And thy wings like the snow-
Spread thy plumes to the wind,

For a gentle one soon
Maun welcome us home,
Ere the wane of the nioon.

II.
The proud'oak'that built thee

Was norked in the dew
Where my gentle one dwells,

And stately it grew.
I hew'd its beauty down;

Now it swims on the sea,
And wafts spice and perfume,

My fair one, to thee.

THE POET'S PATE.
Sure above all others cunt, 's
That poor wretch's fate is worst.

Who invokes the meses. .
Teaz'd and tir'd, he racks his braios,
To produce, and smooth his strains,

Which the world refuses.
Sons of dulness, and of wealth,
See bim sacrifice his health,

Pleasure, peace, and tine,
Ty divert your anxious lives,
Or chase vapours from your wives,

With his jingling chime.
Thread-bare coat, and empty parse,
Give bim ample cause to corse

The Parnassian throng ;
Whose pernicious influence made
Him desert some useful trade,

Por an idle song.
Aching head, and weary limbs,
Poverty, and fruitless whime,

Are the poet's fate;
But when sad experience baye
The advantage to be wise,
· Wisdom conies too late.

THE TWOPENNY BAG.
Whereat the gentleman began to stare-

"My friends," he cried, “p- take you for your care.”—Pope. "* " To err is human, to forgive divine"--we entreat our friend Giles to take upon himself the nobler attribute, and pardon our having mislaid his epistle. We will endeavour to have it forthcoming next number.

Don't be angry “ Amoroso”—but when a man tries his wings in vacuo, he must inevitably come to the ground

“Dear creatures we can't do without 'em,

They're all so sweet and seducing to man." And if “ Amoroso" makes love with as little fire as he writes verses, on our consciences we see nothing wonderful in the lady's coldness. The Dext time he approaches the dear creature we recommend him to strike up con spiritoso.

Thanks to “ Tuzzi Muzzi"-his labour shall not be in vain ;-but as for “ Slander" what the devil does the fellow mean?_“D-n it, sir," we print nobody's Oaths but our own. We hope shortly to hear from W. M. B. ** Contributions (post paid) to be sent to the Editor, at the Publishers. .

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