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public with this licentious story, is self such an undeniable criterion of the a beyond my comprehension. Mr Hope identity. Short essays, characteristic seli is a very respectable and decorous gen- of the blemishes and originalities of the one tleman,-he can write, with some writers, have been often well execuhe se endeavour, passably about chests of ted; but such sports of fancy have Iseki: drawers, paper hangings, and cushions ever been easily discovered from ge

as soft as his own or any other brains, nuine productions-caricature is almed: but that he has either the courage or ways obvious. But that any other pare the power to compile such a work as than the original author should be e bis Anastasius, I utterly and entirely deny. able to treat at so much length, fth None but a man who was conscious of and with such circumstantiality, of inte previously possessing some influence such a variety of things, considering s his art on public opinion would have dared to them as Byron alone would consifizir send out such a book. Mr Hope has der them, is a supposition too abBut no such influence.

surd to be seriously entertained. It aldis But, not to deal too largely in the ex- would argue a resemblance in mind gold pression of mygeneral persuasion of the without parallel ; or rather, an asH* fact

, I would call your attention to a sumption of character, more extraornitie few circumstances that, I conceive, you dinary than that transfusion of nature,

will allow, constitute strong proofs that habits, and propensities, which is supfor Anastusius is the production of Byron. posed to accompany a transfusion of 1 he c2

In the first place, one of the great the blood of one animal into the veins a baik features of the work is an intimate of another. I will as soon believe, that, ut, bis knowledge of the localities of many of by the operation of transfusion, a frog

the scenes, and an easy applicable fa can be made to sing like Catalani, as

miliarity with the vernacular terms that any nick-knacky gentleman, like thet for all Greek and Ottoman things, Hope, could so inhale from Byron's

grades, and offices. Who ever heard works, the spirit of his bold, satirical, of Hope possessing any such know- and libertine genius, as to be able to lelge? The localities, it is true, might write a book, so like a book of his as be described from books of travels the work in question. The conception some of them are—but those which of the story, and the general style of are so borrowed can be easily discri- the narrative, is decidedly like Byron's minated from the allusions to places conceptions and execution. The chawhich the author actually visited. racter, too, of Anastasius, is exactly of With respect to the vernacular terms, a piece with Lord Byron's; that is, they too inight be obtained from dicó with the one which pervades all his tionaries ; but where are such dictiona- works, and so charitably considered as ries to be found? They have no ex- his own. The spirit of Anastasius is istence in any Pagan, Christian, or that of Don Juan. Would Lord Byron Mahomedan language. Is it not, then, have made so obvious a copy from the probable that this minute kind of work of any other artist ? The whole

was acquired by the author story seems the chalk sketch of the himself? and it is known that Lord poem; and Anastasius himself, in his Byron, during his residence in Tur- riper years, is but another version of all key, made considerable progress in the the varieties of his Lordship’s poetical languages of the country. Besides, it progeny, from Childe Harold to Beppo. is quite in his lordship's way to em- is it likely that any other but the oriploy the original names of things in ginal author would imagine such a chathe scenes where he places his actions. racter? or rather, have so melted all No other author has adopted this fa- Byron's characters into one ? for Anas

so much on principle; indeed tasius is a compilation of all those few, from their own knowledge, were which, under different names, have able to do it with true effect. Is it been spoken of as different

individuals, probable that such a man as Hope but which are, in reality, but different could so well assume one of the most aspects of the same liberal, licentious, decided peculiarities of so peculiar

an learned, brave, impassioned, and misauthor as Byron ? He is not qualified anthropic being. he has neither the minute know But, to leave

generalities, I will now ledge, nor is it in his power, or that proceed to give you a few proofs from of any other man, through so long a the work


, in corroboration of the story as Anastasius, to take upon him- opinion which I have here expressed ;

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an opinion which has certainly not adopted as homogeneous to his own, been formed on particular passages, let him pray nine times a-day, that he but from the whole effect of the story, may never be subjected to the tempta-and I appeal to the first chapter, in tions of adversity. For what in Byron the first instance. To give quotations is spleen, must, in one so enriched with would be ridiculous; but I request you the gifts of good fortune, be nothing to read it again, and say, if any man less than the innate malice ot some anwho had ever enjoyed the solicitudes developed traitor, to all that is social of the parental hearth, and the intima- and kind in lifc. cies of fraternal affection, could have The second chapter, contains, I conconceived such a contemptuous repre- ceive, the ground work of the descripsentation of home. That a man who, tion, where Don Juan is represented never since the second stage of boy- as a captive for sale; and this is a hood, knew properly what home or proof of the identity of the author. kindred was, might so write and con The third chapter is full of the spiceive, is, however, highly probable. rit and fire of the Giaour, and I would Home is what mankind have always refer you to the following passages, as been accustomed to consider as the bearing the strongest traces of Byron's sanctuary of human happiness; and abrupt, satirical, and impassionate penit was natural, that one who owes much cil; independent altogether of those of his celebrity to his resolute deter- minute and descriptive touches respectmination to see every thing connected ing the dress of the Albanians, which with the social state, in a different none but one who was familiar with point of view from the rest of the thes could have introduced, for they world, should try the shafts of his sa are not such things as travellers are at tire on that which, above all things, all in the practice of recording. Byron above even religion itself, has been held lived some time among the Albanians, most sacred and dearest. It was natu- he had two of them in his service, and ral, that a mind which suffers the sense in different parts of his declared works of solitude in cities, and which con- shews the most thorough knowledge templates the fickle ocean as the most of their customs and characteristics. invariable image of the unchangeable Hope knows nothing about them perdivinity, should delineate the state of sonally. home as one destitute of all regulated sympathy and habitual affection. That

“ My great ambition had been to take a Mr Hope would ever have made such left the disabled man, as secure, to his own

prisoner,--to possess a slave. I therefore an attempt, cannot for a moment be meditations, and with my biggest voice supposed. He is a domestic animal, called to his companion to surrender, and has been linked into every descrip- Luckily he did not even look round at the tion of the social ties from his child- stripling who addressed him ; but presenthood. It never would have entered ly leaping down a little eminence, disapinto his head to degrade the cherished peared in a thicket, where I thought it sentiments which are associated with prudent to give up the hazardous chase. the remembrance of a father's roof, and

“ I now returned to the fellow whom I had the light free-hearted intercourse of left writhing on the ground, apparently at intermingled children. But the case lest there should still lurk about him some

the last gasp ; and when sufficiently near, is different with Byron; and it is less latent spark of life, which might only wait his fault than his misfortune, that he

to spend itself in a last home thrust, swiftdoes not feel that reverence for the do- ly sprung forward, and, for fear of foul mestic reciprocities in which other men play, put an extinguisher upon it, ere I so much delight. In him it was a na ventured to take any other liberties with tural feeling; and, instead of inspiring his person. This done, I deliberately proany adverse sentiment, it ought to ceeded to the work of spoliation. With a make us reflect with sorrow, that a

hand all trembling with joy, I first took mind so ductile to impressions of the the silver-mounted pistols, and glittering good and fair in moral action, should poniard, and costly yatagan ; I next colhave been so cast on the world, as to clasps of the buskins, and still more value

lected the massy knobs of the jacket, and imbibe so much of misanthropy and able sequins lying perdue in the folds of spleen. If Hope, that “prosperous the sash; and lastly, feeling my appetite gentleman,” is capable of writing such for plunder increase in proportion as it was an account of a domestic circle, and gratified, thought it such a pity to leave while under feelings which he has any part of so showy an attire a prey to

corruption, that I undressed the dead man The description of the approach to completely.

Constantinople from the Propontis “When, however, the business which could only have been made by one who engaged all my attention was entirely achie. had actually

seen that magnificent view. 24 ved, and that human body, of which, in

Byron sailed


the Hellespont in an the eagerness for its spoil

, I had only thus English frigate, and Anastasius is rea far noticed the separate limbs one by one, presented to have performed the voyas I stripped them, all at once struck sight in its full dimensons, as it lay naked age in a Turkish man-of-war. before me ;—when I contemplated that fine

The description which Anastasius athletic frame, but a moment before full of gives of his employment at the arsenal life and vigor unto its fingers' ends, now of Constantinople, is clever and inge

rendered an insensible corpse by the ran- nious; but it wants those little incii dom shot of a raw youth whom in close dents which actual experience would { combat its little finger might have crushed, have given, while it shews that the & I could not help feeling, mixed with my author's eye was acquainted with the

exultation, a sort of shame, as if for a localities of the place. Hope might, cowardly advantage obtained over a super therefore, have written the account of rior being; and, in order to make a kind the employments, but he could not of ctonement to the shade of an Epirote, have so spoken of the localities. of a kinsman-I exclaimed with outstretched hands, ‘Cursed be the paltry dust which

An actual and familiar acquaintance turns the warrior's arm into a mere engine, with the situation and environs of the

and striking from afar an invisible blow, arsenal, such as no literature nor paintci carries death no one knows whence to no ing could give, was requisite to enable di one knows whom; levels the strong with the author to speak of it as Anasta

the weak, the brave with the dastardly; sius speaks. In the same chapter the and, enabling the feeblest hand to wield its whole adventure with Theophania is fatal lightning, makes the conqueror slay full of the frolics of Byron's pen; and without

anger, and the conquered die with- his dismissal by Maroyeni could have out glory!'

been written by no other. “ In the What follows this fine and animated twinkling of an eye the whole Fanar the passage is one of those freaks which was informed of the secretary's disthe Byron alone would have ventured to grace ;-only it was ascribed to my

indulge. Voltaire is the only other having, with a pistol in one hand, and writer that, after such impassioned a sword in the other, made such proeloquence, would have been so cruelly posals to Madame la Droguemane, as playfully as to add this

she could not possibly listen to

from her husband's clerk.' “ On the very point of departing after

The adventure with the Jew is full $this sort of expiatory effusion, with my of absurdity, but it is redeemed from

heavy but valuable trophy huddled on my =;? back, the thought struck me that I might contempt by the rich embroidery of

incur a suspicion of sporting plumes not imagination which is thrown over the my own, unless I brought my vouchers. grossest improbabilities. All Byron's With that view I began detaching from stories are of this sort; they are either my Arnaoot's shaggy skull both the ears, wild, wonderful, or absurd. His exuas pledges for the remainder of the head, berant fancy alone makes them intewhen I should be at leisure to fetch it; resting and beautiful. The death of but considering how many gleaners stalked the Parsée is such, that none but himthe harvest field, and that if I lost my own self could have fancied and so descri. head, none other might be found to make

bed. me amends, I determined to take at once all I meant to keep. The work was a “ One evening, as we were returning tough one, and the operator at best still a from the Blacquernes, an old woman bungler, but I succeeded at last ;-and threw herself in our way, and taking now, in an ecstacy of delight, though al- hold of my master's garment, dragged most afraid to look at my bundle, I return. him almost by main force after her into a ed to our party—for ever cured, by an al- mean-looking habitation just by, where lay most instantaneous transition to temerity, on a couch, apparently at the last gasp, a of every sentiment of fear. Indeed such man of foreign features. I have brought remained for some time the ferment of my a physician,' said the female to the patient, spirits, that, while I carried my load on • who, perhaps, may relieve you.' Why one arm, I kept brandishing my sword with will you', answered he faintly, still per. the other, still eager to lay about me, and sist to feel idle hopes ! I have lived an outto cut down whomsoever I met."

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disturb my last moments by vain illusions of misfortune from his friends. There is My soul pants to rejoin the supreme Spi- a sort of evidence to which the mind rit"; arrest not its flight : it would only be becomes subject, that cannot be anadelaying my eternal bliss !' “ As the stranger spoke these words works you may see how profoundly

lysed by reason ; and in all Byron's which struck even Yacoob sufficiently to he is liable to be affected by that kind make him suspend his professional grimace --the last beams of the setting sun darted of inexplicable evidence. He sees across the casement of the window upon his things happening together which have pale, yet swarthy features. Thus visited, no connection with each other, but he seemed for a moment to revive. I have they come so often that at last hé conalways,' said he, considered my fate as siders them as united, and the one connected with the great luminary that an index to the other. This curious rules the creation. I have always paid it mysticism has certainly in principle a due worship, and firmly believed I could great affinity to superstition. It is not breathe my last whilst its rays shone analogous to the chambermaid's faith upon me. Carry me therefore out, that I in the dregs of the tea-cup, and to the may take my last farewell of the heavenly astrologer's credulity in the aspect of ruler of my earthly destinies !'

“We all rushed forward to obey the the stars ; but being more general, it mandate : but, the stairs being too narrow,

seems more poetical, though it is not the woman only opened the window, and more philosophical. In the little sketch placed the dying man before it, so as to of Anagnosti, it is employed with paenjoy the full view of the glorious orb, thetic effect, and even made condujust in the act of dropping beneath the ho- cive to an impression, not far short of rizon. He remained a few moments in the sublimity associated with ideas silent adoration ; and mechanically we all of fate and destiny. The use which joined him in fixing our eyes on the object the author of Anastasius makes of it, of his worship. It set in all its splendour; is precisely such as Byron would have and when its golden disk had entirely dis- made; for the sentiment on which it is appeared, we looked round at the Parsee. founded being familiar to his mind, He too had sunk into everlasting rest."

it does not occur to him to use it as an In the sixth chapter, the account of agent of any particular consequence. the Bagnio is rich in all the peculi. It is only episodically introduced in arities of Byron's impartial and mis- the story. Had any other author got anthropic satire. The comparison with hold of the same idea with the same hell might have occurred to any other fullness of grasp, he would have emmind, even to Furniture Hope's, for ployed it as the main spring, in all proa hell upon earth is a vulgar enough bability, of the tale. "It is however a idea ; but those specialties of morose feeling of a peculiar mind; and until reflection, which scowl throughout the Hope can be shewn to possess a mind picture, could only have presented framed and constituted like Byron's, themselves to one accustomed to con- I shall never believe that he can feel template the inward workings of guilt, like him, in this respect, even though and the physiognomy of passion, ren- he could write as richly, and describe dered sullen in its energies by defeat as well. or disappointment. Mackari' is evi The farther I proceed in the work, dently the Corsair. Hope certainly the evidences so thicken upon me, that might have copied the portrait, but I fear you cannot afford to give room could he or any other have done so in and verge enough for half I have a manner which in many points tran- to say.- Whenever the author treats scends the original, and that too in of any passion or feeling, the hand of points which seem only such as the Byron is visible; but where he atfirst author could have imagined and tempts to imitate the freedom and nonbrought forward ; and who but By- chalance of Le Sage, his Gil Blas sinks ron could have embodied that sublime into absurdity. The story of the Engimpersonation of the plague?

lish Button-maker is an instance. It The story of Anagnosti is told is quite improbable that any man! quite as Byron would tell such a story, would have submitted to be so markbut in this he might have been imita- ed in the forehead, and yet make no ted, and I should not lay on it much effort to revenge an insult so indelible. stress, were it not for one little touch It is in such endeavours to grapple i at the conclusion, in which the ill-fa- with other characters, that the author ted dancer expresses his presentiment of Anasiusius shews he can write but

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of an individual, and that individual, the attempt to drown the Jew, and the sort of person which the charitable the subsequent robbery. It is a ficconceive Lord Byron to be. But you tion, and, like all Byron's fictions, will say, that in this instance, I try to improbable; but so well sustained by prove too much, and that, had Byron the force of his wit and genius, that it been the author of Anastasius, the in- acquires that air of impossible probacident of a man branded for life with bility which constitutes one of the ineffaceable ignominy, was exactly such most powerful sources of the interest a character as would have drawn forth of his remarkable productions. all the terrible powers of his genius in I have already told you, that those its fiercest and most implacable mood. descriptions which the author has True-Had Byron been describing the drawn from his own observations may feelings of such a man—But he was be easily discovered from the more there writing as Anastasius; and bea elaborate, which he has formed from cause he could not go out of his assu- books of travels; and the account of med character to express the feelings of the ruins of Rhodes, is an instance of the disgraced and dishonoured wretch, the latter. He has evidently never he gets rid of him by making him quit been there; no particular feature of Constantinople ; and I think you must the place is mentioned, but only vague acknowledge, that there was, in this moral reflections, a little too sentimen. evasion, an admirable instance of good tal for the character of Anastasius, taste.

but very like those of Childe Harold The opening of the 11th chapter at Athens. The whole, indeed, of the reminds me of the gaudy description voyage to Egypt, and the subsequent in Childe Harold, of Sunday in Lon- descriptions of that country, of Palesdon and Seville. Compare these, I tine, and of Arabia, partake of this request, and say if it is likely that two vague and general character. Here and different authors would have thought there, it is true, a little picturesque so similarly on the same topic; for we incident is introduced; but it belongs cannot

suppose that the author of such not to the permanent features of the a work as Anastasius would have con- scenery, and is evidently employed to descended to become so palpable a give animation to a narrative, which, plagiarist from a poem so well known without something of the sort, would as Childe Harold. But if Byron and be lumbering and lifeless. that

person are one and the same, the The historical disquisitions concernthing is natural enough. He only re- ing the Mamelukes, and the political peats himself, under the modifying and statistical disquisitions, I pass over influences of the local circumstances altogether ; they may be written by of a different scene.

Byron himself, or they may be the triIt is, however, needless to refer to butary contributions of Hobhouse. I particular instances; the reader at all have not read them. To me they are acquainted with Byron's manner of as appalling as the Osmanlee's simile thinking, must trace his mind in every of the Nile was to Anastasius himself. page of Anastasius, even though the in- You must, however, have been struck cidents and expressions bore little re- with the remarkable omission of the semblance to those of his other works. pyramids and ancient architecture of But I cannot refrain from noticing one Egypt. Had the author ever been in circumstance that I think curious. that country, is it probable, that in You remember, in his Letter concern- placing his hero in familiar situations, ing Bowles, the antagonist of Pope's in the Castle of Cairo, for exampoetical and moral reputation, that ple-he would have omitted to reprethere is a description of a storm off sent him under the influence of the

Tenedos, or thereabouts, in the Archi- feelings, which the superb views from pelago. The coincidence is somewhat the windows of the audience-chamber remarkable, that Anastasius should of the castle never fail to awaken? He describe a storm in the same place; does not even allude to it: while at and it would seem as if the author Constantinople, he appears, as it were, had placed himself on board one of at home; in Cairo, he seems to have the little barks that Byron describes no points of local reference, nothing in his letter as scudding before the which shews he has ever been there. gale. Could this coincidence be acci Where the author of Anastasius, dental ? I pass over the account of sticks to his own story, he is amu

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