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“I will do so no longer, fair maiden," “ Halbert Glendinning boldly reached his " Familiarized in some degree with marvels, said Halbert ; “I desire to learn; and thou hand to the White Lady.
and desperately desirous of shewing the didst proinise ipe, that when I did so desire, “ Fearest thou to go with me?" she said, courage he had boasted, Halbert plunged thou wouldst be my helper ; l'am no longer as his hand trembled at the soft and cold his hand, without hesitation, into the flame, afraid of thy presence, and I am no longer touch of her cwn,
trusting to the rapidity of the motion, to regardless of instruction.". As he uttered “ Fearest thou to go with me?
snatch out the volume before the fire could these words the figure of the White Maiden Still it is free to thee
greatly affect him. But he was greatly disgrew gradually as distinct as it had been at A peasant to dwell;
appointed. The flame instantly caught upon first; and what had well nigh faded into an Thou may'st drive the dull steer,
his sleeve, and though lic withdrew his hand ill-iletined and colourless shadow, again as
And chace the king's deer,
immediately, yet his arm was so dreadfully
But never more come near sumed an appearance at least of corporeal
scorched, that he had well nigh screamed consistency, although the hues were less
This haunted well."
with pain. He suppressed the natural ex-i vivid, and the outline of the figure less dis
“ If what thou sayest be true," said the pression of anguish, however, and only intinct and defined, --so at least it seemed to undaunted boy, my destinies are higher timated the agony which he felt by a contorHalbert,--than those of an ordinary inhabi- than thine own. There shall be neithertion and a muttered groan.
The White tant of the earth. "Wilt thou grant my well nor wood which I dare not visit. No Lacly passed her cold hand over his arm, request," he said, "fair Lady, and give to fear of aught, natural or supernatural, shall and, ere she had finished the following me my keeping the holy book which Mary of bar my path through my native valley." trical chaunt, his pain had entirely gone, and Avenel has so often wept for?”.
“ He had scarce uttered the words when no mark of the scorching was visible : “The White Lady replied, they both descended through the earth, with
“ Rash thy deed, “Thy craven fear my truth accused, a rapidity which took away Halbert's breath
Mortal weed Thine idlehood my trust abused;
and every other sensation, saving that of To immortal flames applying ;
Has thing of dust,
On his own weak worth relying :
Strip, and prove thy luck again "
“Obedient to what he understood to be the “ If I have been a loiterer, Lady," answer “ It was more than a minute, ere, looking meaning of his conductress, Halbert bared
Glendinning, “thou shalt now find around him, he beheld a grotto, or natural his arm to the shoulder, throwing down the me willing to press forward with double cavern, composed of the most splendid spars remains of his sleeve, which no sooner touchspeed. Other thoughts have filled my mind, and crystals, which returned in a thousand cd the floor on which he stood than it colother thoughts have engaged my heart within prismatic lues the light of a brilliant flame lected itself together, shrivelled itself up, a brief period—and by heaven, other occupa- that glowed on an altar of alabaster. This and was without any visible fire reduced to tions shall henceforward fill up my time. altar, with its fire, formed the central point light tinder, which a sudden breath of wind I have lived in this day the space of years of the grotto, which was of a rouud form; dispersed into empty space. The White I came hitlier a boy+I will return a man and very high in the roof, reseinbling in Lady, observing the surprise of the youth, a man, such as may converse not only with some respects the dome of a cathedral
. immediately repeated his own kind, but with whatever God per- Corresponding to the four points of the
“ Mortal warp and mortal woof, mits to be visible to him. I will learn the compass, there went off four long galleries Cannot brook' this charined roof; contents of that mysterious volume-I will or arcades, constructed of the same brilliant All that mortal art hath wrought, learn why the Lady of Avenel loved it, materials with the dome itself, and the ter In our cell returns to nought, why the priests feared, and would bave sto- mination of which was lost in darkness.
The molten gold returns to clay, len it—why thou didst twiee recover it from “ No human imagination can conceive, or
The polish'd diamond melts away;
All is altcr'd, all is flown, their hands.—What inystery is wrapt in it? words suffice to describe, the glorious ra
Nought stands fast but truth alone. -Speak, I conjure thee.” The Lady as- diance, which shot fiercely forth by the flame, sumed an air peculiarly sad and solemi, as, was returned from 80 many hundred thou
Not for that thy quest give o'er,
Courage! prove thy chance once more." drooping her head, and folding her arms on sand points of reflection, afforded by the her bosom, she replied :
sparry pillars and their numerous angular “Emboldened by her words, Halbert Glen“Within that awful volume lics
crystals. The fire itself did not reinain dinning made a second effort, and, plunging The mystery of mysteries !
steady and unmoved, but rose and fell, his bare arm into the Haine, took out the Happiest they of human race,
sometimes ascending in a brilliant pyramid sacred volume without feeling either heat or To whom God has granted grace
of condensed Aame half way up the lofty inconvenience of any kind. Astonished, and To read, to fear, to hope, to pray,
expanse, and again fading into a softer and almost terrified at his own success, he beheld To lift the latch, and force the way:
more rosy hue, and hovering as it were on the fame collect itself, and shoot up into one And better had they ne'er been born, the surface of the altar to collect its strength long and final stream, which seemed as if it Who road to doubt, or read to scorp." for another brilliant exertion. There was would ascend to the very roof of the caverti,
“Give me the volume, Lady," said young no visible fuel by which it was fed, nor did and then, sinking as suddenly, became toGlendinning They call ine idle --they it emit either smoke or vapour of any kindtally extinguished. The deepest darkness call me dull—in this pursuit my industry What was of all the most remarkable, the ensued ; but Halbert had no time to conshall not fail; nor, with God's blessing, black volume so often mentioned lay not only sider his situation, for the White Lady had shall my understanding. Give me the vo- unconsumed, but untouched in the slightest already caught his hand, and they ascended lume." The apparition again replied : degree amid this intensity of fire, which, to upper air with the same velocity with
while it seemed to be of force sufficient to which they had sunk into the earth. “Many a fathom dark and deep I have laid the book to sleep;
melt adamant, had no effect whatever on “They ptood by the fountain in the CorriEthereal fires around It glowing
the sacred book thus subjected to its utmost nan-shian when they emerged from the Ethereal music ever flowinginfluence.
bowels of the earth, but on custing a bewilThe sacred pledge of Heav'n
“The White Lady, having paused long dereil glance around him, the youth was All things revere,
enough to let young Glendinning take a com- surprised to observe, that the shadows had Each in his sphere,
plete survey of what was around him, now fallen far to the cast, and that the day was Save man for whom 'twas giv'n : said, in her usual chaunt,
well nigh spent. He gazed on his conducLead thy hand, and thou shalt spy,
“Here lies the volume thou boldly hast sought; tress for explanation, but her tigure began Things ne'er seen by mortal cye."
Touch it and take it, 'twill dearly be bought."' to fade before his eyes--her cheeks grew
paler, her features less distinct, her form tion, which a pretty fellow of these days out of place, were it but to show young labecame shadowy, and blended itself with the will sometimes condescend to bestow on a dies what fine things they have lost by living inist which was ascending the hollow ravine. country miss, when there is no prettier or when Euphuisın is out of fashion. What had late the syınmetry of form, and more fashionable woman present. The “ Credit me, fairest lady,” said the the delicate, yet clear hues of feminine inanner indeed was different, for the etiquette knight, “ that such is the cunning of our beauty, now resembled the flitting and pale of those times did not permit Sir Piercie English courtiers of the hodiernal strain, ghost of some maiden who has died for love, Shafton to pick his teeth or to yawn, or to that, as they have infinitely refined upon as it is seen indistinctly and by moon-light, gabble like the beggar whose tongue (as he the plain and rusticial discourse of our faby her perjured lover.”
says) was cut out by the Turks, or to affect thers, which, as I may say, more beseemed This produces a great change in the cha- deafness or blindness, or any other infir- the mouths of country roisterers in a Mayracter of Halbert : but we must introduce to inity of the organs. But though the em- game than that of courtly gallants in a galour readers the Miller and his daughter, and broidery of his conversation was different, liard, so I hold it ineffably and unutterably Sir Piercie Shafton, who at this era arrive at the groundwork was the same, and the high- improbable, that those who may succeed us Glendearg.
flown and ornate compliments with which in that garden of wit and courtesy shall alter The object of the Miller's visit to the the gallant knight of the sixteenth century or amend it. Venus delighteth but in the tower of Glendearg was like the purpose of interlarded his conversation, were as much language of Mercury, Bucephalus will stoop those einbassies which poteutates send to the offspring of egotism and self-conceit, as to none but Alexander, no one can sound each other's courts, partly ostensible, partly the jargon of the coxcomhs of our own days. Apollo's pipe but Orpheus." politic. In outward she'r, Hob came to " It was about this time that the only Valiant sir,” said Mary, .who could visit his friends of the Halidume, and share rare poet of his time, the witty, comical, scarce help laughing, we have but to rethe festivity common among country folks, facetiously-quick, and quickly-facetious John juice in the chance which hath honoured after the barn-yard has been filled, and to Lylly-he that sate at Apollo's table, and to this solitude with a glimpse of the sun renew old intimacies by new conviviality. whom Phæbu3 gave a wreath of his own of courtesy, though it rather blinds than But in very truth he also caine to have an bays without snatching'e-he, in short, enlightens us." "Pretty and quaint, faireye upon the contents of each stack, and to who wrote that singularly cox comical work, est lady,” answered the Euphuist. obtain such information respecting the ex- called Euphues and his England, was in the that I had with me my Anatomy of Wittent of the crop reaped and gathered in by very zenith of his absurdity and reputation. that all-to-be-unparalleled volume - that each feuar, as might prevent the possibility The: quaint, forced, and unnatural style quintessence of human wit—that treasury of of abstracted mullures.
which he introduced by his “ Anatomy of quaint invention-that exquisitely-pleasant“ Daine Elspeth assisted to disembarrass Wit,” had a fashion as rapid as it was mo- to-read, and inevitably necessary-to-be-rethe damsel of her hood, mantle, and the rest mentary-all the court ladies were his scho- membered manual of all that is worthy to of lier riding gear, giving her to appear as lars, and to parler Euphuisie, was as neces- be known—which indoctrines the rude in beseemed the buxom daighter of the weal- sary a qualification to a courtly gallant, as civility, the dull in intellectuality, the thy Miller, gay and goodly, in a white kirtle, those of understanding how to use his rapier, heavy in jocosity, the blunt in gentility, the the seams of which were embroidered with or to dance a measure,
vulgar in nobility, and all of them in that green silken lace or fringe, entwined with “ It was no wonder that the Maid of the unutterable perfection of human utterance, some silver thread. An anxious glance did Mill was soon as effcctually blinded by the that eloquence which no other eloquence is Elspeth cast upon the good humoured face, intricacies of this erudite and courtly style of sufficient to praise, that art which, when we which was now more fully shown to her, conversation, as she had ever been by the call it by its own name of Euphuism, we and was only obscured by a quantity of dust of her father's own meal-sacks. But bestow on it its richest panegyric.” raven black hair, which the maid of the mill there she sate with her mouth and eyes as We have not room to trace the events had restrained by a snood of green silk, em- open as the mill-door and the two windows, in detail. Halbert and Sir Piercie fight a broidered with silver, corresponding to the shewing teeth as white as her father's bolted duel, and, through the strange interference trimmings of her kirtle. The countenance flour, and endeavouring to secure a word or of the “'White Maid of Avenel,” are initself was exceedingly, comely—the eyes two for her own future use out of the pearls volved in a wonderful mystery ; each being black, large, and rognishly good humoure l- of rhetoric which Sir Piercie Shafton scat- suspected of the murder of the other, and the mouth was small-the lips well forined, tered around hitn with such bounteous pro- both being alive. Halbert flies to Julian though somewhat full-the teeth were pearly fusion. For the male part of the company, Avenel's castle; Sir Piercie towards Edinwhite--and the chin had a very sedncing dward felt ashamed of his own manner and burgh with the Maid of the Mill, who condimple in it. The form belonging to this slowness of speech, when he observed the trives his escape, and saves him from the joyous face was full and round, and firm and handsome young courtier, with an ease and feud or revenge of the Glendinnings. Halfair
. It might become coarse and mascu- volubility of which he had no conception, bert's fortunes conduct him to distinction in line some years hence, which is the com run over all the common-place topics of high- the service of the Regent Murray. Sir John mon fault of Scottish beauty ; but in Mysie's down gallantry. It is true, the good sense Foster enters the Scottish territories to levy sixteenth year she had the shape of an and natural taste of young Glendinning contributions on the halidome of St. Mary, Hebe."
soon iuformed him that the gallant cavalier and scize Shafton. The church arms its The maid. of the Mill is hardly welcomed was speaking nonsense. But, alas ! where vassals, and a battle ensues, in which Julian when another visitor makes his appearance. is the man of modest merit, and real talent, and Christie are slain. Murray arrives with Christie of the Clint-hill arrives, attended on who has not suffered from being outshone in his forces, and a compromise takes place. the present occasion by a very gay and gal- conversation, and outstripped in the face of The Monastery is plundered, Halbert is lant cavalier, who, from the nobleness of his life, by men of less reserve, and of qualities united to Mary, and Sir Piercie to Mysie. countenance and manner, his rich and hand-more showy, though less substantial ? and Edward assumes the cowl, and the romance soine dress, and the shewy appearance of well constituted must the mind be, that can concludes with the final disappearance of his horse and furniture, must be a person of yield up the prize without envy to competi- the spirit attendant on the house of Avenel. some consequence. This coxcomb, Sir tors more unworthy than himself. A little Piereie Shafton, of the good days of specimen of the conversation may not be Queen Bess, is the most original character
WORDSWORTH'S NEW POEMS. Such and yet more extravagant are the comin the romance; but our limits forbid our pliments paid to this author by his Editor The River Duddon s A Series of Songiving more than a few traits. "Sir Piercie Blount. Notwithstanding all exaggeration, Lyl nets : and other Poems, &c. By W. Shafton condescended to speak to no one ly was really a man of wit and imagination, Wordsworth. 8vo. but to Mary Avenel, and on her he conferred though both were deformed by the most unna. exactly the same familiar and compassion- tural affectation that ever disgraced a printed
This volume will be published next ate, though somewhat scornful sort of atten- page.
week; and we are called upon to give
our opinion upon it, as far and as cor-Sole listener, Duddon ! to the breeze that play'd from her unworthy seat, the cloudy stall rectly as one perusal admits. Under With thy clear voice, I caught the fitful sound Of Time, breaks forth triumphant Memory ; such circumstances, it is a very gratify- Unfruitful solitudes, that seem'd
to upbraid Wafted o'er snllen moss and craggy mound, Her glistening tresses bound, yet light and free
As golden locks of birch, that rise and fall ing relief to our minds to have a report The sun in heaven :--but now, to form a shade On gales that brçathe too gently to recal almost unmixedly favourable to make. For Thee, green alders have together wound Aught of the fading year's inclemency! We consider these poems to be by much Their foliage ; ashes flung their arins around; In the 23d, we dislike “ innocent despites the least mannered and most beautiful And thou hast also tempted here to rise, And birch-trces risen in silver colonnade,
of barking dogs.” In the next, the Fancy, of any that this distinguished individual 'Mid sheltering pincs, this Cottage rude and grey; of " ldeless ;" and in the 26th, “while men
too industrious Elf," and the " wily mask has ever written. There is a tender- Whose ruddy children, by the mother's eyes
are growing out of boys." These expressions ness which runs through them of the Carelessly watch'd, sport through the summer truest nature ; their pathos is genuine Thy plens'd associates :-- light,as endless May
appear to us to be rather mean than natural,
and rather far-fetched than applicable. And and affecting ; many of their images On infant bosoms lonely Nature lies. worse may well be said of “ dancing insects bear the impress of genius, and touches of soul are thickly sown over them ;. . as it is with the transmission of sound ; nor
The “Sullen Moss” is exquisite, coupled forged upon his (the Duddon's) breast," in
| , and, to those who are familiar with our will the lovers of poetry fail to notice either No record tells of lanco opposed to lance,
class. sentiments respecting the mis-called the original thought of the Unfruitful Horse charging horse mid these retired domains ; simplicities of Peter Bells, Waggoners, solitudes,” that seem to upbraid the sun in Nor that their turf drank purple from the veins Daffodils, &c., it will not seem a slight hearen, or the concluding image, which is as of heroes fall'n, or struggling to advance, recommendation of the forthcoming sweet as lovely. It is not our intention to Tin doubtful combat issued in a trance work, that it is almost entirely unstain-canvas each separate sonnet, but we shall of victory, that struck through heart and reins, ed with similar puerilities. We might briefly mention and quote what occurs to us Even to the inmost seat of mortal pains,
as most remarkable. The seventh is simple, and lightened o'er the pallid countenance. perhaps instance two or three pretty but we are not aware why the wren is styled Yet, to the loyal and the brave, who lie conceits; but they are in a very minor " darkling.”. The eleventh, entitled “ 'The In the blank earth, neglected and forlorn, degree objectionable, when compareil Fairy Chasm," claims a place for its fancy.
The passing Winds memorial tribute pay;
The Torrents chaunt their praise, inspiring scorn with what of the same kind have pre- No fiction was it of the antique age :
Of power usurp'd, with proclamation high, ceded them ; while the noble thoughts A sky-blue stone, within this sunless cleft, And glad acknowledgment of lawful sway. clothed in fine language are infinitely which tiny Elves impress'd; -on that smooth who swerves from innocence, who makes divorce more abundant. Some of the adjectives
Of that serene companion--a good name, and epithets may be questioned, as Dancing with all their brilliant equipage Recovers not his loss; but walks with shame, quaint or inapplicable ; but others In secret reveis-haply after theft
With doubt, with fear, and haply with remor se. are happily chosen and eminently Of some sweet babe, flower stolen, and coarse And oft-times hc, who, yielding to the force
Of chance-temptation, ere bis journey end, appropriate. In short, the blemishes for the distracted mother to assuage
From chosen comrade turns, or faithful friend, are trifling in themselves and thinly Her grief with, as she might!—But, where, oh in vain shall rue the broken intercourse. scattered ; the excellencies great and
No: so with such as loosely wear the chain numerous. Is traceable a vestige of the notes
That binds them, pleasant River ! to thy side : “ The River Duddon," is a composi
That ruled those dances, wild in character ? Through the rough copse wheel Thou with hasty - Deep underground ? --Or in the upper air,
stride, tion consisting of thirty-three Sonnets, On the shrill wind of midnight? or where floats I choose to saunter o'er the grassy plain, suggested by various views of that O'er twilight fields the autumnal gossamer?
Sure, when the separation has been tried,
That we, who part in love, shall meet again. stream, and reflections arising out of The fifteenth is grandly descriptive them. The second, an address to the river From this deep chasm-where quivering sun- last three of the series, and we make no ex
The same poetic vein runs through the which flows from Wrynose Fell, at first
cuse for copying them entirely.. :through a mountain district, and thence Upon its loftiest crags-mine eyes behold
Not hurled precipitous from steep to steep; through a more cultivated tract, for a gloomy Niche, capacious, blank, and cold; A concave free from shrubs and mosses grey;
Lingering no niore mid flower-cnamelled lands twenty-five miles, and enters the Irish In semblance fresh, as if, with dire affray,
And blooming thickets; por by rocky bands sca, is highly poetical, Some Statue, placed amid these regions old
Held ;-but in radiant progress tow'rd the Deep Child of the clouds ! remote from every taint For tutelary service, thence had rolled,
Where mightiest rivers into powerless sleep Of sordid industry thy lot is cast; Startling the flight of timid Yesterday !
Sink, and forget their nature ;- now expands Thine are the honours of the lofty waste; Was it by mortals sculptur'd ?--weary slaves
Majestic Duddon, over smooth flat sands, Not seldom, when with heat the valleys faint, Of slow endeavour! or abruptly cast
Gliding in silence with unfettered sweep!
Beneath an ampler sky a region wide Thy hand-maid Frost with spangled tissue quaint Into rude shape by fire, with roaring blast
Is opened round him ;-hamlets, towers, and Thy cradle decks ;—to chaunt thy birth, thou Tempestuously let loose from central cares? hast
towns, Or fashioned by the turbulence of waves, No meaner Poet than the whistling Blast, Then, when o'er highest hills the Deluge past ? And blue-topp'd hüls, behold him froth afar;
In stately mien to sovereign Thames allied, And Desolation is thy Patron-saint!
The following, the 21st, possesses a most Spreading his bosom under Kentish downs, She guards thee, ruthless Power! who would interesting tenderness and flush of imagina- With Commerce freighted or triumphant War. not spare
tion, and is, if at all, very little inferior to the But here no cannon thunders to the gale; Those mighty forests, once the bison's screen, Where stalk'd the huge deer to his shaggy lair* best of the series.
Upon the wave no haughty pendants cast Through paths and alleys roofed with sombre Whence that low voice ?-A whisper from the A crimson splendour ; lowly is the mast green,
That rises here, and humbly spread the sail ; Thousand of years before the silent air
That told of days long past when here I roved While less disturbed than in the narrow Vale Was pierced by whizzing shaft of hunter keen! With friends and kindred tenderly beloved ; Through which with strange vicissitudes he The third is rather formal in its rhymes ; | Yet are allowed to steal my path athwart Soine who had early mandates to depart,
pass'd, and the fourth does not meet our ideas so By Duddon's side ; once more do we unite,
The Wanderer sceks that receptacle vast
Where all his unambitious functions fail. strikingly as that which follows it.
Once more beneath the kind Earth's tranquil And may thy Poet, cloud-born Stream! be free, The deer alluded to is the Leigh, a gigantic
The swects of earth contentedly resigned, species long since extinct.
And smother'd joys into new being start. And each tumultuous working left behind
At seemly distance, to advance like Thee, Beneath a sun that wakes a weary world My thoughts are all that I possess,
O keep them innocent!
"Farewell for ever human aid,
By friends deceived, by foes betrayed,
dracour ; and a conrent encloses her griefs, But oft the woods renewed their green, And if, as tow'rd the silent tomb we go,
while imbecile apathy dearlens the fiercer Ere the tir'd head of Scotland's Queen Thro"love, thro' hope, and faith's transcendant sorrows, of her beloved. We refrain from Repos'd upon the block ! dower,
dwelling more at length upon the story, in The pathetic tone and elegant versification We feel that we are greater than we know. order to find space for examples of the of this lament need no cominent. From an
To this poem of strung Sonnets, is ap- shorter productions, which we can transplant ode to Lycoris we select a passage worthy of moir of a Mr. Walker, a lowly but eminent- Mary Queen of Scots on the eve of a New In youth we love the darksome lawn pended a few notes and a biographical me whole into our page. The "Lament of being its companion. ly virtuous clergyman. Then follows Vau-Year,” is apt for this purpose. dracour and Julia, a tale of lawless and “Smile of the moon !-- for so I name
Brush'd by the owlet's wing ;
Then, Twilight is preferred to Dawn, hapless love. Its opening is charming That silent greeting from above;
And Autumn to the Spring. o happy time of youthful lovers, (thus A gentle flash of light that came
Sad fancies do we then affect,
From Her whom drooping Captives love; In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
My torpor to reprove! (Fancy that sports more desperately with minds “Bright boon of pitying Heaven-alas,
Lycoris (if such name befit
Thee, thee my life's celestial sign!)
When Nature marks the year's decline
Be ours to welcome it :
Pleased with the soil's requited cares;
Pleased with the blue that ether wears;
l'leased while the sylvan world displays Was the Youth's birth-place. There he woo'd a oř hopelessness and fear.
Its ripeness to the feeding gaze; Maid Who heard the heart-felt music of his suit " —And yet, the soul-awakening gleam, Pleased when tlae sullen winds resonnd the knell
Of the resplendent miracle. With answering vows. Plebeian was the stock, That
struck perchance the farthest cone
But something whispers to my heart
That, as we downward tend,
Lycoris ! life requires an art
To which our souls must bend; With haughty indignation, spurn'd the thought Save
those who to my sorrows lend
A skill-to balance and supply
As soon it must, a sense to sip,
new year a welcoming;
Or drink, with no fastidious lip.
Frank greeting, then, to that blythe Guest
Diffusing smiles o'er land and ser,
To aid the vernal Deity
Whose home is in the breast!
May pensive autumn ne'er present
A claim to her disparagement !
While blossoms and the budding spray
Inspire us in our own decay; Thus, not without concurrence of an age Than the sweet flow'rets of the fields!
Still, as we nearer draw to life's dark goal,
Be hopeful Spring the favourite of the soul !
The model of L?Alegro is not far forgotten For endless constancy and placid truth; “Yet how ?-for I, if there be truth
here ; nor in the following felicitous alluBut whatsoe'er of such rare treasure lay In the world's voice, was passing fair;
aions to Ambition, notwithstanding a someReserved, had fate permitted, for support And beauty, for confiding youth,
what of ruggedness in the verse, are we Of their maturer years, his present mind
Hard Those shocks of passion can prepare Was under fascination 3..he beheld
disposed to find a less flattering comparison That kill the bloom before its time,
for the poct. A vision, and adored the thing he saw.
And blanch, without the Owner's crime,
Enough of climbing toil !-Aubition treads
Here, as in busier scenes, grounds steep and
rough, Earth breathed in one great presence of the To bind a lingering life in chains;
Oft perilous, always tiresome; and each step,
As we for most uncertain gain ascend
Toward the clouds, dwarñng the world below,
Induces, for its old familiar sights,
Unacceptable feelings of contempt,
With wonder mixed that Man could e'er be tied, The portals of the dawn; all paradise “A woman rules my prison's key;
In anxious bondage, to such nice array Coulā, by the simple opening of a door, A sister Queen, against the bent
And formal fellowship of petty things! Let itself in upon him; pathways, walks, Of law and holiest sympathy,
Oh, 'tis the heart that magnifies this life, Swarm'd with enchantment, till his spirit sank Detains me-doubtful of the event;
Making a truth and beauty of her owo! Surcharged within him,..overblest to move Great God, who feel'st for my distress, And moss-grown alleys, circumscrībing shades,
And gurgling rills, assist her in the work
That never will they deign to hold Ah! not for emerald fields alone, More efficaciously than rills outspread,
Communion where the heart is cold With ambient streams more pure and bright As in a map, before the adventurer's gaze,
To humán'weal and woe.
Than fabled Cytherea's zone Ocean and earth contending for regard !
The man of abject soul in vain
Glittering before the Thunderer's sight, Lo! there a dim Egerian grotto fringed
Shall walk the Marathonian Plain;
Is to my heart of hearts endeared, With ivy-twine profusely from its brows
Or thrid the shadowy gloom,
The ground where we were born and rear'd! Dependant, -enter without further aim ;
That still invests the guardian Pass, Hail, ancient Manners ! sure defence, And let me see thee sink into a mood
Where stood sublime Leonidas, Wall Where they survive, of wholesome laws; Of quiet thought-protracted till thine eye
Devoted to the tomb.
Remnants of love, whose modest sense Be calm as water when the winds are gone
ti Nor deem that it can anght avail
Thus into narrow room withdraws ;
For such to glide with oar or sail Hail, Usages of pristinc mould,
And ye, that guard them, Mountains old! That, were power granted to replace them (fetched
Where Tell once drew, by Uri's lake, Bear with me, Brother, quench the thought,
His vengeful shafts-prepared to slake That slights this passion, or condemns;
Their thirst in Tyrant's blond !
If thee fond Fancy ever brought Loth shonld I be to use it ; passing sweet Largely as we have rifled Mr. Words. From the proud margin of the Thames, Are the domains of tender memory! worth of his honied sweets,” and pleased To humbler streams, and greener bowers.
And Lambeth's venerable towers, The Brownie's Cell” is of a mingled as we are to dwell on the praises of a bard Yes they can make, who fail to find, en ' character, of much that is good and a little who has sometimes offended our taste, and short leisure even in busiest days ; that is indifferent. For example, we can never delighted us so highly before ; we must Moments—to
cast a look behind, not appreciated
yet, ere we take our leave, request atten- And profit by those kindly rays Him whose sinilen tion to the verses addressed by him to his That through the clouds do sometimes steal, Shot lightning through this lonely iste: brother, as à dedication of this volume. And all the far-off past reveal. 10-12 But neither can we be blind to the surpass: They display so amiable a mind, that in Hence, while the impérial City's din ing sweetness of a scene where
them we learn to admire the man, as well | Beats frequent on thý satiate ear, 1957
as the poet, who has drawn so much music | A pleasʼd attention I may wing flowers delight, And all is lovely to the sight. from a rustic custom.
To agitations less severe,
That neither overwhelm nor cloy,
But fill the hollow vale with joy!
We have little to add, but that besides Quickens, as now, the wither'a heath
The' encircling Laurels, thick with leaves, what we have selected or noticed, the lovers Nor flaunting summer--when he throws Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen,
of the muse will find much to admire in His soul into the briar-rose;
That overpowered their natural green. this truly charming volume.
In addition to what we have noticed, a
prose description of the country of the lakes Nor Autumn, when the viewless wren
Keen was the air, but could not freeze will be found a very agreeable performance ; Is warbling near the BROWNIE's Den.
Nor check the music of the strings;
and otlier poems, entitled Dion, The PilSo stout and hardy were the band
grim's Dream, Artegal and Elidure-a fact Tower, at Cora Linn, cannot be passed in And who but listen’d?—tin was paid
and imagination, The Prioress's Tale from silence. It speaks in the grandest voice of Respect to every inmate's claim;
Chaucer, September, Odes, Inscriptions, inspiration. The greeting given, the music played
Sonnets, &c. which we can only name, would Lord of the Vale! astounding flood !
of themselves form a volume conferring imIn honour of each household name, The dullest leaf, in this thick wood, Duly pronounc'd with lusty call,
mortality, and ranking their author, even Quakes---conscious of thy power; And “merry Christmas” wished to all! with those hitherto most sceptical of his The caves reply with hollow moan; And vibrates, to its central stone, O Brother! I revere the choice
powers, among the foremost bards of the age. Yon time-cemented Tower!
'I hat took thee from thy native hills;
SOUTHEY'S LIFE OF JOHN WESLEY. 2 And yet how fair the rural scene ! Though public care fall often tills
vols. 8vo. For thou, o Clyde, hast ever been (Heaven only witness of the toil)
This work, so full of peculiar in- Beneficent and strong ; boot
à barren and ingrateful soil. Pleased in refreshing dews to steep
terest to a very numerous sect, cannot Yet, would that thou, with me and mine, The little trembling flowers that peep
fail to be almost equally acceptable to Hadst heard this never-failing rites Thy shelving rocks among. And seen on other faces shine
serious readers of every class. It will Hence all who love their country, love A true revival of the light;
be published in a few days; and it is our To look on the delight to rove
Which Nature, and these rustic Powers, good fortune to be enabled to give a Where they thy yoice can heard In simple childhood spread through ours ! And, to the patriot warrior's Shade,
digest and taste of its contents thus Lord of the Vale! to Heroes laid
For pleasure hath not ceased to wait
fa carly in point of times Of Mr. Southey's In dust, that voice is dear!
Whether the rich man's sumptuous gaterwork nothing need be said....no man Along thy banks, at dead of night, Call forth the unelaborate sounds, Sweeps visibly the Wallace Wight; Or they are offered at the door
ever united genius and industry in a Or stands, in warlike vést,
That guards the lowliest of the poor. Aloft, beneath the moon's pale beam,
greater degree, and genius and industry How touching, when, at midnight, sweep A champion worthy of the stream,
are the prime requisites for producing Snow-muffed winds, and all is dark, Yon grey tower's living crest! To hear—and sink again to sleep!
what is excellent in every species of liBut clouds and envious darkness hide Or, at an earlier call, to mark,
terature. To these he has added imA Form not doubtfully descried : By blazing fire, the still suspence
partiality and candour ; and we have no Their transient mission o'er, of self-complacent innocence ;
doubt that his publication will prove say to what blind regions flee
The mutual nod- the grave disguise These Shapes of awful phantasy?
as little the subject of polemical conOf hearts with gladness brimining o'er;. To what untrodden shore? And some uhbidden tears that rise
troversy as any thing of the kind that Less than divine commandtliey spurn; For names once heard, and heard no more;
was ever written. But this we from the mountains learn, Tears brighten'd by the serenade
Benjamin Wesley the great grandfather of And this the valleys show, NY For infant in the cradle laid!
the founder of the Methodists, studied phy