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The Cosmorama, in Regent-streel, humbug. Never grudged a shilling so consists of a series of views, at which much in my life ; being a little vexed you look through powerfully magnify- at finding myself so completely imposing glasses. There are seven well- ed upon. You are allowed to look chosen pieces belonging to Asia and through glasses at miserable models of Africa; and on the other, seven per- places, persons, and landscapes; while taining to Europe and America. two or three pasty people sit eating

The Naturorama, in Bond-street, is, onions and oranges in a corner of the as its name indicates, a most particular room.

(New Mon.)


All who bowed she welcome gave,

Proud to hail a new-made slave-
A fresh suppliant to adore her.

FLORA had an eye of blue,

Gentle, languishing, and clearLips like roses dipp'd in dew,

Vermeil cheeks, and forehead white

Such a being of delight Poets sometimes bring us pear. Mary had a dark full eye,

And a cheek of healthy red; Brown ber hue-good-naturedly

Her lips were ever on the smile

With expression free of guile ; None her beauty captive led. Flora knew she had a face

Lovely as mortal ever saw; Sbe was vain, and every place

Where she moved, admirers came,

Praised her beauty, spread her fame, -
DIade her nod a sovereign law.
Mary of herself ne'er thought-

Never dream'd of fifty lovers;
For her sober reason taught

She could be content with one,

And her wishes never run Op a troop of idle rovers. Flora, fond of coquetry,

Pitied none who sighed before her; Open, generous, vain, or sly

Mary, simple creature ! thought

Such a homage insincere;
She all lovers set at nought,

But the youth who little praised,

Sighed and blushed, and slily gazed
If another eye was near.
Flora was a beauteous show,

Cold as marble was her beart;
Love her bosom never knew,

Passion she had never felt

When ber warmest lover knelt,-
She was but a thing of art.
Mary bad a bosom soft,

Beating fondness and good-nature;
She would weep and sigb as oft

She met with woe or misery-
If her lover bent his knee,
Passion burn'd in every feature.
Who to choose would hesitate-

Between love or lifeless beauty !
Need I then my choice relate!

I despise the fairest face

That no sweet emotions grace
I to Mary pay my duty.

(Lon. Mag.)


From the French. THY svowy blossoms do but rise,

Emblem of beauty's transient power! Symbol of beauty's fleeting ray ;

The bud that opens with the morn; Wbich like them blusbes, blooms and dies,

Which falls before the festal bour Ere smiling spring has passed away.

From laughing brows it should adorn! Neglect them, or with care around

Each hour proclaims th' approach of SpringThy brow the infant blossoms braid,

Fair Spring, whose charms can never cloy ; Yet leaf by leaf they will be found

Each flowret borne on Zephyr's wing To fly, e'en as our pleasures fade.

Soft whispers, “While thou canst, enjoy !" These fleeting joys still let us prizem

And since they perish then for ever, * Dispute them with the passing gale;

Since no return they e'er may prove ; The perfume which so quickly dies,

O may the roses wither never, From blooming chalices inbale.

Unless beneath the lips of love.



NO. 8.]

BOSTON, JULY 15, 1824.

[vol. I. N.s.



'rvide Captain Parry's Voyage.) "I WOULD not leave home, for my father would In my hut, by my oil, cry :*

I can rest from my toil, My friends they would mourn, and my maiden Then why should I wander to Europe ? _*Nay,

would die : I would not leave home, thor of ice and of snow,I bave joys whieb no stranger can relish or know:

My dogs they are faithful, my skins they are warto. I can gather my meal

The lips of my maiden, how sweetly they charm ! From the walrus and seal,

Suns will shine in the zone of Love's beautiful dress,

And the heart with Love's eye-stars will feelings Ah, why should I wander to Europe ? “ No, no !"

express; The beam of my slumbers, the spirit of sleep,

Ah, why should I roam ks dear in the promise that safely I keep ;

From my treasures and home ? I can traverse the isles in the gleaming of day,

My spirit would break were my answer, “Yes, yes !" And remember my friends who are voyaged away: Islington, April 14, 1824.


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(Europ. Mag.)

Mark yonder bag, that mutters as she goes ;
Sbe deals in charms can read the Book of Fate,
And tell the future with unerring skill,
One of the Gipsy tribe, whom maids consult,
Whea silver spoons are missing- or when Love
Beats an alarum in their timid hearts.

A dark ey'd man will cross thy way,
Tby guileless bosom to betray ;
And he will use his honied tongue
To win thee-beautiful and young !

Maiden—what means that boding sigh?
Thou hast already met his eye;
Thy ear hath drunk bis accents sweet,
Unconscious of their deep deceit.

I see 'tis so--thy cheek is pale ;
Thou dost not like to hear the tale ;
But thou his proffer'd love must spurn,
Or thine will meet a base return !

BENEATH yon hedge I saw them stand,
The Gipsy held the maiden's band ;
And as its lines she pausd to trace,
She gaz'd upon at anxious face.
I mark'd them both-the moon was high,
And pare and cloudless was the sky ;
And as I listen'd in the shade,
The Sybil ibus addressed the maid.
Maiden, thou would'st have told to thee
The secret of thy destiny ;
Then on this palm now plac'd in mine,
For thee I'I read each mystic line.
Tis a fair hand-a fairer one
These aged eyes ne'er gaz'd upon ;
But'ah! these signs too well betray,
That clouds will cross thy sammer's day!
This is the line of hope—and this
Should be the mark of love and bliss
But that it ends abruptly here-
Oh ! maiden-thou hast much to fear.

37 ATHENEUM VOL. I. 2d series.

Thou hast a pure and polish'd brow,
Tis lovely in the moonligbt pow;
Thou hast an eye, beneath whose lid
The softest light of love is hid;

So much the worse, for I can trace
Upon that pure and polish'd place,
Whose whiteness shames the feath'ry show,
Ere yet it touches earth below,

Impassion'd thoughts-fond hopes and feelings,
A soul awake to Love's revealings ;
A heart that doted and believed !
Was ruined-wretched and deceived !

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THERE being no adage more gen. blank. Without the shepherd's dog

erally established, or better found the whole of the open mountainous ed, than that the principal conversation land in Scotland would not be worth a of shepherds meeting on the hills is sixpence. It would require more either about Dogs or Lasses, I shall hands to manage a stock of sheep, make each of these important topics gather them from the hills, force them a head, or rather a snag, in my Pasto- into houses and folds, and drive them ral Calendar, whereon 10 hang a few to markets, than the profits of the amusing anecdotes; the one of these whole stock were capable of maintainforming the chief support, and the oth- ing. Well may the shepherd feel an er the chief temporal delight, of the interest in his dog; he is indeed the shepherd's solitary and harmless life. fellow that earns the family's bread,

Though it may appear a singular of which he is himself content with perversion of the order of nature to the smallest morsel ; always grateful, put the dogs before the lasses, I shall and always ready to exert his utmost nevertheless begin with the former. I abilities in his master's interest. Neithink I see how North will chuckle at ther hunger, fatigue, nor the worst of this, and think to himself how this is treatment, will drive him from his side; all of the shepherd being fallen into he will follow him through fire and the back ground of life, (by which epi- water, as the saying is, and through thet he is pleased to distinguish the every hardship, without murmur or married state.) for that he had seen the repining, till he literally fall down day he would hardly have given angels dead at his foot. If one of them is the preference to lasses, not to speak obliged to change masters, it is someof a parcel of tatted towsy tykes ! times long before he will acknowledge

I beg your pardon, sir, but utility the new one, or condescend to work should always take precedency of plea- for him with the same avidity as he sure. A shepherd may be a very able, did for his former lord; but if he once trusty, and good shepherd, without a acknowledge him, he continues atsweetheart—better, perhaps, than with tached to him till death; and though one.

But what is he without his dog? naturally proud and high-spirited, in A mere post, sir-a nonentity as a as far as relates to his master, these shepherd-no better than one of the qualities (or rather failings) are kept grey stones upon the side of his hill. so much in subordination, that he has A literary pedlar, such as yourself, Sir not a will of his owy. Of such a grateChristy, and all the thousands beside ful, useful, and disinterested animal, I who deal in your

will not could write volumes; and now that I believe, that a single shepherd and his have got on my hobby, I greatly susdog will accomplish more in gathering pect that all my friends at Ambrose's a stock of sheep from a Highland farm, will hardly get me off again. than twenty shepherds could do with I once sent you an account of a noout dogs. So that you see, and it is a table dog of my own, named Sirrah, fact, that, without this docile little ani- which amused a number of your readmal, the pastoral life would be a mere ers a great deal, and put their faith in

small wares,


my veracity somewhat to the test ; but about this; for, having to take away in this district, where the singular the lambs next morning, I knew í qualities of the animal were known, could not drive them a mile without so far from any of the anecdotes being my dog, if it had been to save me the disputed, every shepherd values him- whole drove. self to this day on the possession of The next morning, as soon as it was facts far outstripping any of those re- day, I arose and inquired if Hector had corded by you formerly. With a few come home. No; he had not been of these I shall conclude this paper.

I knew not what to do; but But, in the first place, I must give my father proposed that he would take you some account of my own renown out the lambs and herd them, and let ed Hector,* which I promised long them get some meat to fit them for the ago. He was the son and immediate road; and that I should ride with all successor of the faithful old Sirrah; speed to Shorthope, to see if my dog and though not nearly so valuable a had gone back there. Accordingly, we dog as his father, he was a far more went together to the fold, to turn out interesting one. He had three times the lambs, and there was poor Hector more humour and whim about him; sitting trembling in the very middle of and though exceedingly docile, his the fold door, on the inside of the flake bravest acts were mostly tinctured that closed it, with his eyes still steadwith a grain of stupidity, which show. fasily fixed on the lambs. He had been ed his reasoning faculty to be laugha- so hardly set with them after it grew bly obtuse.

dark, that he durst not for his life I shall mention a striking instance leave them, although hungry, fatigued, of it. I was once at the farm of Short- and cold ; for the night had turned hope, on Ettrick head, receiving some out a deluge of rain. He had never so lambs that I bad bought, and was go- much as lain down, for only the small ing to take to market, with some more, spot that he sat on was dry, and there the next day. Owing to some accident- bad he kept watch the whole night. al delay, I did not get final delivery Almost any other colley would have of the lambs till it was growing late; discerned that the lambs were safe and being obliged to be at my own enough in the fold, but honest Hector house that night, I was not a litile 'dis- bad not been able to see through this. mayed lest I should scatter and lose He even refused to take my word for my lambs, if darkness overtook me. it, for he durst not quit his watch, Darkness did overtake me by the time though he heard me calling both at I got half way, and no ordinary dark- night and morning. ness for an August evening. The lambs Another peculiarity of his was, that having been weaned that day, and of he had a mortal antipathy at the famthe wild black-faced breed, became es- ily mouser, which was ingrained in ceedingly unruly, and for a good while his nature froin liis very puppy hood ; I lost hopes of mastering them. Hec- yet so perfectly absurd was he, that no tor managed the point, and we got impertinence on her side, and no baitthem sa fe home; but both he and his ing on, could ever induce him to lay master were alike sore forefoughten. his mouth on her, or injure her in the It had become su dark, that we were slightest degree. There was not a day, obliged to fold them with candles; and, and scarcely an hour possed over, that after closing them safely up, I went the family did not get some amusehome with my father and the rest to ment with these two animals. Whensupper. When Hector's supper was ever he was within doors, his whole set down, behold he was wanting ! occupation was watching and pointing and as I knew we had him at the fold, the cat from morning to night. When which was within call of the house, she fitted from one place to another, I went out, and called and whistled on so did he in a moment; and then him for a good while, but he did not squatting down, he kept his point semake his appearance. I was distressed dulously, till he was either called off, See the Mountain Bard.

or fell asleep.

He was an exceedingly poor taker in character with many of Hector's of meat, was always to press to it, and feats, and rather, I think, the most always lean ; and often he would not outre of any principle he ever acted on. taste it till we were obliged to bring As I said, his great daily occupation in the cat. The malicious looks that was pointing the cat. Now, when he he cast at her from under his eyebrows saw us kneel all down in a circle, with on such occasions, were exceedingly our faces couched on our paws, in the ludicrous, considering his utter inca- same posture with himself, it struck, pability of wronging her. Whenever his absurd head, that we were all enhe saw her, he drew near his bicker, gaged in pointing the cat. He lay on and looked angry, but still he would tenters all the time, but the acuteness not taste till she was brought to it; of his ear enabling bim, through time, and then be cocked his tail, set up his to ascertain the very moment when we birses, and began a lapping furiously, would all spring to our feet, he thought in utter desperation. His good nature to himself, “ I shall be first after her was so immoveable, that he would for you all." never refuse her a share of what he

He inherited his dad's unfortunate got; he even lapped close to the one

ear for music, not perhaps in so extraside of the dish, and left her room vagant a degree, but he ever took care but mercy as he did ply!

to exhibit it on the most untimely It will appear strange to you to hear and ill-judged occasions. Owing to a dog's reasoning faculty mentioned, some misunderstanding between the as I have done ; bat, I declare, I have minister of the parish and the session hardly ever seen a shepherd's dog do clerk, the precenting in church devolany thing, without perceiving his rea- ved on my father, who was the senior sons for it. I have often amused my- elder. Now, my father could have self in calculating what his motives sung several of the old church tunes were for such and such things, and I middling well, in his own family circle ; generally found them very cogent ones. but it so happened, that, when mountBut Hector had a droll stupidity about ed in the desk, he never could comhim, and took up forms and rules of mand the starting notes of any but his own, for which I could never pere one (St. Paul's), which were always in ceive any motive that was not even undue readiness at the root of his farther out of the way than the action tongue, to the exclusion of every other itself. He had one uniform practice, semibreve in the whole range of sacred and a very bad one it was ; during the melody. The minister, giving out time of family worship, and just three psalms four times in the course of every or four seconds before the conclusion day's service, consequently, the conof the prayer, he started to his feet, gregation were treated with St. Paul's, and ran barking round the apartment in the morning, at great length, twice like a crazed beast. My father was so in the course of the service, and then much amused with this, that he would once again at the close. Nothing but never suffer me to correct him for it, St. Paul's. And, it being of itself a and I scarcely ever saw the old man monotonous tune, nothing could exrise from the prayer without his endea- ceed the monotony that prevailed in vouring to suppress a smile at the ex- the primitive church of Ettrick. Out travagance of Hector. None of us ever of pure sympathy for my father alone, could find out how he knew that the I was compelled to take the precentor. prayer was near done, for my father ship in hand; and, having plenty of was not formal in his prayers; but tunes, for a good while I came on as certes he did know,-of that we had well as could be expected, as men say nightly evidence. There never was of their wives. But, unfortunately for any thing for which I was so puzzled me, Hector found out that I attended to discover a motive as this; but, from church every Sunday, and though I accident, I did discover it, and, how- had him always closed up carefully at ever ludicrous it may appear, I am home, he rarely, failed in making his certain I was correct. It was much appearance in church at some time of

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