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ninety, he retired from his profes- Berghem (a sea-port) is a fair specision, and used to hold up the palsied men of that master the Poulterer's right hand that had painted lords Shop, by G. Douw, is passable-there and ladies for upwards of sixty are some middling Bassans—the Siyears, and smiled, with unabated bylla Lihyca, of L. Caracci, is in the good humour, at the vanity of hu- grand style of composition, there is man wishes. Take him with all his a good copy of a head by Parmefaults or follies, “we scarce shall giano-the painted windows in the look upon his like again!"

centre of the Abbey have a surprising After speaking of him, we are effect--the form of the building ashamed to go back to Fonthill, lest (which was raised by torch-light) is one drop of gall should fall from our fantastical, to say the least-and the pen. No, for the rest of our way, grounds, which are extensive and we will dip it in the milk of human fine from situation, are laid out with kindness, and deliver all with chari- the hand of a master. A quantity of ty. There are four or five yery.cu- coots, teal, and wild fowl sport in rious cabinets-a triple jewel cabinet a crystal stream that winds along the of opaque, with panels of transparent park; and their dark brown coats, amber, dazzles the eye like a temple of seen in the green shadows of the wathe New Jerusalem—the Nautilus's ter, have a most picturesque effect. shell, with the triumph of Neptune Upon the whole, if we were not much and Amphitrite, is elegant, and the pleased by our excursion to Fonttable on which it stands superb—the hill, we were very little disappointed; cups, vases, and sculptures, by Cel- and the place altogether is consistent lini, Berg, and John of Bologna, are and characteristic. as admirable as they are rare-the

W. H.

WALKING STEWART. There are several kinds of pedes- cered up to his throat and down to his trians, all celebrated and interesting hips with a sort of garment, planned, in their way. There is the man who it should seem, to stand powder, as does his match against Time, and became the habit of a military man; generally sacrifices that which he his dingy dusty inexpressibles—(rewalks against; there are ghosts,w.lo ally inexpressibles),-his boots, traare proverbial for walking, when they vel-stained, black up to his knees, have something on their own minds, and yet not black neither—but arrant or are bent on having something upon walkers both of them, or their comthe minds of those they choose to plexions belied them; his aged, but visit; -- there is the mighty Eidou- strongly marked, manly, and air, ranion lecturer, as great a Walker as ripened face, steady as truth; and any we have recorded ;-and there his large irregular dusty hat, that are the postmen, two-penny and up- seemed to be of one mind with the wards (as they say of the pencil. boots? We say, who does not thus cases in the windows) ;-insolvents; remember Walking Stewart, sitting, --placard-bearers in the city ;-hacks and leaning on his stick, as though ney-coach horses ;-Scotch tourists; he had never walked in his life, but --and many many others,--all in- had taken his seat on the bridge at tense walkers ! The Walkers, indeed, his birth, and had grown old in his like the lichens, are a vast genus, sedentary habit? To be sure this with an endless variety of species ; view of hin is rather negatived, by but alas! the best and most singular as strong a remembrance of him, in of the tribe is gone! We are almost the same spencer and accompanisure that the name of our loss is ments of hair-powder and dust, restalready anticipated in the minds of ing on a bench in the Park, with as our readers—for who, that ever wea- perfectly an eternal air :-nor will thered his way over Westminster the memory let him keep a quiet, bridge, has not seen Walking Stewart constant seat here for ever; recalling (his invariablecognomen) sittinginthe him, as she is wont, in his shuffling recess on the brow of the bridge, spen- slow perambulation of the Strand, or

Charing-cross, or Cockspur-street. for the man, and from the opportu Where really was he?-You saw him nity which a whimsical little book, on Westminster bridge, acting his --à tiny pamphlet,--allows us of own monument.--You went into the giving a few particulars of his life Park: he was there! fixed, as the and travels. We cannot spare much gentleman at Charing-cross.—You room, but we will take care that he met him, however, at Charing-cross, rests as comfortably in a nook of our creeping on like the hour-hand upon Magazine, as ever he sat in the stone a dial, getting rid of his rounds and arbour of Westminster bridge. his time at once! Indeed his ubi. The pamphlet we have alluded to quity appeared enormous and yet professes to be The Life and Advennot so enormous as the profundity of tures of the celebrated Walking his sitting habits. He was a pro- Stewart, including his Travels in the found sitter! Could the Pythago- East Indies, Turkey, Germany, and rean system be entertained, what a America: - and the author, who hen would now be tenanted by Walk- states himself to be “a Relative,' ing Stewart! Truly, he seemed al- has contrived to outdo his Subject in ways going, like a lot at an auction; getting over the ground, for he maand yet always at a stand, like a nages to close his work at the end of hackney-coach! Oh! what a walk the sixteenth page - This is a fawas his, to christen a man by !-a mous lesson of condensation-and we slow, lazy, scraping, creeping, ga- will attend to it rigidly. zing pace !-a shuffle !-a walk in its John Stewart, or Walking Stewart, dotage !-a walk at a stand-still! was born of two Scotch parents, in yet was he a pleasant man to meet. 1749, in London, and was in due We remember his face distinctly, time sent to Harrow, and thence to and, allowing a little for its northern the Charter House, where he estahardness, it was certainly as wise, as blished himself as a dunce-no bad kindly, and as handsome a face, as promise in a boy we think !-He left ever crowned the shoulders of a school, and was sent to India, as a soldier, a scholar, and a gentleman. few others of his father's countrymen

Well !-Walking Stewart is dead! were about the same time. Here -He will no more be seen enniched his character and energies unfolded in Westminster bridge ;-or keeping themselves, as his biographer tells his terms as one of the Benchers of us, for his mind' was unshackled by St. James's Park ;-or haunting the education. pavement with moving but unlifted He resolved to amass 3,0001. and feet. In vain we look for him “at then to return to England. No bad the hour when he was wont to walk." resolve! To attain this sum he The niche in the bridge is empty of quitted the Company's service and its amiable statue—and as he is gone entered Hyder Ally's. He now turnfrom this spot, he is gone from all- ed soldier, and became a general. for he was ever all in all !—Three Hyder's generals were easily made persons seem departed in him.-In and unmade. Stewart behaved well him, there seems to have been a and bravely, and paid his regiment triple death !—He was Mrs. Mala without draw-backs, which made prop's "Cerberus-three gentlemen him popular. Becoming wounded at once !"-As it was the custom in somehow, and having no great faith other times to have several leaders in Hyder's surgeons (a sensible misdressed alike in a battle, —- Six giving), he begged leave to join the Richmonds in the field,"- !--so does it English for medical advice. Hyder appear to have been the case, that gave a Polonius kind of permission, there were three Walking Stewarts quietly determining to cut the train the strife of London. We wish veller and his journey as short as one could have been spared !—But possible,—for his own sake, and that the trio ceased its music of humanity of the invalid. Stewart sniffed the at once.

There was a glee of three intention of Ally (he knew, as we parts,--and it was stopped !-Walk- know, that all Aủies are suspicious)ing Stewart is dead !

and taking an early opportunity of We have been tempteil “ to con- cutting his company before they secrate a passage” to him, as John could cut him, he popped into a river, Buncle expresses it, from our regard literally swam for his life, reached the bank, ran before his hunters like an matter formed one of Mr. Stewart's plea, antelope, and arrived safely at the santries, for he well knew how his longevity European forts. · He got iu breath- disagreed' with these “ speculators of less, and lived ;-an English surgeon

death." cured him.

Mr. Stewart now gave entertainHitherto he had saved little money. ments-had musical parties converHe now

entered the Nabob' of saziones—dinners. The writer is a Arcot's service, and became Prime little more distinct here. , Minister. The sixteen pages of " the This sudden and large increase of wealth Rolative's” letter-press do not say enabled Mr. Stewart to commence a series how. They treat only of effects of entertainments, calculated to afford the causes are out of their sphere. highest treat to those friends and acquain

At length he took leave of India, tances by whom he was surrounded. Every and travelled over Persia and Turkey evening a conversazione was held at his on foot in search of a name it should house, enlivened by music; and on Sunseem, or, as he was wont to say, days, he gave dinners to a select few, who "in search of the Polarity of Moral were likewise gratified, in addition, by a Truth;") and after many adventures evening, a concert of vocal music was added

discourse from the philosopher ; and in the (why are not one or two of them related?) arrived in England. He consisted of sacred music selected from

for the guests' pleasure. This generally brought home some money, and some

Handel's compositions, to which the phi“ doctrines," as his biographer calls losopher was highly partial. He often them--but what these « doctrines" turned to the person seated nearest him, were, we are left to surmise. He and would descant on the wonderful merit commenced his London life in an of this great master, whose music com. Armenian dress, “ to attract atten

bined melody with harmony, making the tion;

but finding the people not latter subservient, a rule in the present very hungry after his philosophy, day totally neglected by professors, who he resolved on enlightening the Ame sacrifice all for science, betraying little or ricans, who refused his mental gas as

no melody in their subjects. These conperversely.

certs always concluded with the dead march The Relative here drops the narra

in Saul, another favourite of the philosotive, and tries his hand at the philo- tion.

pher, who gave it the most serious atten. sophical—but we do not get a very clear notion of his meaning.

Stewart was attached to the King Stewart, on his return from Ame- and lived peaceably, until the late rica, “ made the tour of Scotland, Queen's arrival,—when the deputaGermany, Italy and France, on foot, tions of Operative Sawyers, and oand ultimately settled in Paris, ther mechanical movements, alarmed where he made friends. He in: Stewart, and awakened his walking tended to live there; but, after invest- propensities again. His friends had ing his money in French property, he great difficulty to prevent him from smelt the sulphurcloud of the Revolu- going to America. He smoked antion, and retreated as fast as possible, other revolution. He wrote a letter losing considerable property in his in the Sun, and became easier. flight. He returned to London, --and “ The Relative” says that “the suddenly and unexpectedly received declination of Mr. Stewart's health 10,0001, from the India Company on

was apparent to his friends in 1821," the liquidation of the debts of the that is, he began to get ill. He Nabob of Arcot. He bought annui- went to Margate--returned—became ties, and fattençd his yearly income. worsemand, on the Ash Wednesday The Relative, in speaking of these of that year, gave up the ghost. Peranuities, says, oddiy enough,

haps he is Walking Stewart still!

Stewart was, in youth, remarka One of his annuities was purchased ably strong and handsome ;- - indeed from the County Fire Office, at a rate, which, in the end, was proved to have been face rouched; even in its age, for the

his name bespeaks the first, and his paid three, and nearly four times over. l'he calculation of the life gentry was here latter. To all entreaties from friends completely at fault: every quarter brought that he would write his travels, he Mr. Stewart regularly at the cashier's, replied, vo;that his were the travels whom he accosted with, “ Well, man of the mind. He, however, wrote alive! I am come for my money." This essays, and gare lectures on the phim

losophy of the mind. It is very odd liar to critics who have the false idea that that men will not tell what they their profession necessarily compels them, know, and will attempt to talk of butcher-like, to cut up: however, they do what they do not know. He neyer

at times some good to us poor authors, as married.

my readers are aware the comparison well “ The Relative" ends his book with suits, viz. that sheep when cut up sell

quicker than when left to themselves ; but the following odd passage. He rea

I think that my brother author (for all aus sons in so original a style, that we

thors are brethren) Byron has pretty well sincerely hope the Edinburgh Re- dusted their jackets, and however they may viewers will not strangle his sixteen receive this “ gift horse," I certainly little pages.

(whether they attack me or no) shall not Thus, gentle reader, I have, I trust, cal lesson of the Polarity of the Glu

fatigue myself by giving to them any practi. imparted every known occurrence connect teis;" reserving for a future day my reed with the life of so singular a man; and futation of their incongruous remarks on as I can assert with a safe conscience, no

“ Brande's Inflammable Gases,” vide one possessed Mr. Stewart's confidence but Edin. Rev. vol. 34. myself, any future publication of his life, in whateyer shape it may appear, I pro

« The Relative;" considering his nounce a forgery upon the public. “As professed means, is no very eminent most probably whatever profit may accrue biographer. He is evidently attachfrom the sale of this pamphlet will be de- ed to the House of Stewart, and is voted to some charitable purpose, and as an amiable, eccentric man; but he my bookseller (vide the title page), who overrates what he knows, or keeps sells all English and foreign books remark- his knowledge sadly to himself. We ably cheap, zehich is ozing to his import- should advise him, if he really reing the French and Italian books from members much of his relation, to put Paris direct, has generously volunteered to bring this work out free of remunera.

the materials into the hands of a tion, I am in hope it will not be construed clever man, and suffer the Life and into presumption to solicit the clemency of Adventures of Walking Stewart to those merciless rogues the Edinburgh Re: be written by some one who will do viewers, who with that acrimony so pecu- him justice.

The Early French Poets.


PASQUIER, in his Researches on Du Bellay, acknowledging his priority France (Recherches de la France, in his own style of writing, has ad1. 6. ch. 7.) speaks of Maurice Sceve as dressed to him a sonnet, in which he the leader of that poetic troop, in the says, reign of Henry the Second, who, de- Gentil esprit, ornement de la France, serting the vulgar and beaten track,

Qui, d Apollon sainctement inspiré, struck out into a more retired and

T'es le premier du peuple retiré, lofty path.' “ In his younger days," Loin du chemin tracé par l'ignorance. says Pasquier, “ he had trod in the steps of the rest; but, when ad- O gentle spirit, Srnament of France, vanced in life, chose to enter on an

Who, by Apollo sacredly inspired, other course, proposing to himself

Hast from the people, first of all, retired, for his object, in invitation of the Far from the path mark'd out by ignorance. Italians, a mistress whom he cele- And in the fiftieth sonnet of his brated tinder the name of Delia, not Olive, the same poet calls him ' new in sonnets (for that form of composi- swan;' implying, that by a new me, tion had not yet been introduced), but thod he had banished 'ignorance in continued stanzas of ten (ilixains), from our poetry. The consequence yet with such darkness of meaning, has been, that his book has perished that in reading him I owned myself with him.” Thus far Pasquier. It satisfied not to understand him, since can scarcely be hoped, that a mohe was not willing to be understood. dern reader should pierce through

That double night of darkness and of Stoops her pale visage through an amber shade

cloud, with which Maurice has invested bis And disinherits Chaos ; Delia, since one who was so much and it is during a few of these occanearer to her orb professed himself sional. gleams that I could wish to unable to penetrate it. Yet some exhibit her. times methinks she is

Amour perdit les traits qu'il me tira,
Et de douleur se print fort a complaindre ;
Venus en eut pitié, et soupira,
Tant que par pleurs son brandon feit esteindre:
Dont aigrement furent contrainctz de plaindre,
Car l'Arcier fut sans traict, Cypris sans flamme.

Ne pleure pas Venus : mais bien enflamme
Ta torche en moy, mon caur l'allumera :
Et toy, enfant, cesse, va vers ma dame,

Qui de ses yeux tes fesches refera.(Ixxxix. p. 44.)
Love lost the weapons that he aim'd at me,
And wail'd for woe that had his soul unmann'd;
Vemis with pity did that sadness see,
And sigh’d and wept till she put out her brand 3
So did they both in grievous sorrow stand,
Her torch extinct, his arrows spent in air.

Cease, goddess, cease thy mourning; and repair
Thy torch in me, whose heart the flame supplies;
And thou, child, cease; unto my lady fare,
And make again thy weapons at her eyes.

A l'embrunir des heures tenebreuses, pri
Que Somnus lent pacifie la terre,
Ensevely soubz cortines umbreuses,
Songe à moy vient, qui mon esprit desserre,
Et tout aupres de celle là le serre,
Qu'il reveroit pour son royal maintien.

Mais par son doulx, et prive entretien
L'attrait tant sien, que puis sans crainete aulcune
Il m'est advis, certes, que je la tien, sprov pa bo onde

Mais ainsi, comme Endimion la Lune.--(cxxxv. p. 60.)
When darksome hours the welkin have embrown'd,
And sluggish Somnus lulls the world to pence,
Buried in curtains shadowing around;
Cometh a dream that doth my, spirit release,
And in her presence bids its wandering sease, a
Whom it hath reverenced for her royal guise. I
But with so soft and intimate surprise

Hers draws it on, that I, unfearing sponebs
Methinks am folding her; yet in such wise
As once the Latmian shepherd did the Moon

carol 1998 In another of these disains, he refers to the death of Sir Thomas More, whose fate had then recently filled Europe with congternation. int Le doulx sommeil de ses tacites eauxi di

Que de la mere et du filz les fambenite Friis
Je me sentois estaintz totallement,
Ou le croyois : et specialement,
Que la nuict est a repos inclinée.

Mais le jour vint, et l'heure destinée,
Ou, revirant, mille foys je mouruz; .
Lors que vertu en son zele obstinée
Perdit au monde Angleterre, et Morus.-(clyi. p. 70.)


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