mighty earls, but were inserted afterwards to suit the taste of the cottagers among whom he begged his bread on the Border. We entreat Mr. Scott to inquire into the grounds of this suspicion; and to take advantage of any decent pretext he can lay hold of for purging "The Lay" of this ungraceful intruder. We would also move for a Quo Warranto against the spirits of the river and the mountain; for though they are come of a very high lineage, we do not know what lawful business they could have at Branksome castle in the year 1550. We have called the negligence which could leave such lines as these in a poem of this nature inexcusable; because it is perfectly evident, from the general strain of his composition, that Mr. Scott has a very accurate ear for the harmony of versification, and that he composes with a facility which must lighten the labour of correction. There are some smaller faults in the diction which might have been as well corrected also: there is too much alliteration; and he reduplicates his words too often. We have "never, never," several times; besides "tis o'er, 'tis o'er"-"in vain, in vain"-"tis done, 'tis done;" and several other echoes as ungraceful. Of the diction of this poem we have but little to say. From the extracts we have already given, our readers will perceive that We will not be tempted to say any thing the versification is in the highest degree ir- more of this poem. Although it does not regular and capricious. The nature of the contain any great display of what is properly work entitled Mr. Scott to some licence in this called invention, it indicates perhaps as much respect, and he often employs it with a very vigour and originality of poetical genius as any pleasing effect; but he has frequently ex-performance which has been lately offered to ceeded its just limits, and presented us with the public. The locality of the subject is such combinations of metre, as must put the likely to obstruct its popularity; and the auteeth of his readers, we think, into some thor, by confining himself in a great measure jeopardy. He has, when he pleases, a very to the description of manners and personal melodious and sonorous style of versification, but often composes with inexcusable negligence and rudeness. There is a great number of lines in which the verse can only be made out by running the words together in a very unusual manner; and some appear to us to have no pretension to the name of verses at all. What apology, for instance, will Mr. Scott make for the last of these two lines? "For when in studious mood he pac'd St. Kentigern's hall." or for these? "How the brave boy in future war, Should tame the unicorn's pride." adventures, has forfeited the attraction which might have been derived from the delineation of rural scenery. But he has manifested a degree of genius which cannot be overlooked, and given indication of talents that seem well worthy of being enlisted in the service of the epic muse. The notes, which contain a great treasure of Border history and antiquarian learning, are too long, we think, for the general reader. The form of the publication is also too expensive; and we hope soon to see a smaller edition, with an abridgement of the notes, for the use of the mere lovers of poetry. (Angust, 1810.) The Lady of the Lake: a Poem. By WALTER SCOTT. Second Edition. 8vo. pp. 434: 1810. MR. SCOTT, though living in an age unusu- proof of extraordinary merit,---a far surer one, ally prolific of original poetry, has manifestly we readily admit, than would be afforded by outstripped all his competitors in the race of any praises of ours: and, therefore, though popularity; and stands already upon a height we pretend to be privileged, in ordinary cases, to which no other writer has attained in the to foretell the ultimate reception of all claims memory of any one now alive. We doubt, on public admiration, our function may be Indeed, whether any English poet ever had so thought to cease, where the event is already many of his books sold, or so many of his so certain and conspicuous. As it is a sore verses read and admired by such a multitude thing, however, to be deprived of our priviof persons in so short a time. We are credibly leges on so important an occasion, we hope to informed that nearly thirty thousand copies be pardoned for insinuating, that, even in such of "The Lay" have been already disposed a case, the office of the critic may not be alof in this country; and that the demand for Marmion, and the poem now before us, has been still more considerable,-a circulation we believe, altogether without example, in the case of a bulky work, not addressed to the bigotry of the mere mob, either religious or political. A popularity so universal is a pretty sure together superfluous. Though the success of the author be decisive, and even likely to be permanent, it still may not be without its use to point out, in consequence of what, and in spite of what, he has succeeded; nor altogether uninstructive to trace the precise limits of the connection which, even in this dull world, ir disputably subsists bet veen success and desert, and to ascertain how far unexampled popularity does really imply unrivalled talent. As it is the object of poetry to give pleasure, it would seem to be a pretty safe conclusion, that that poetry must be the best which gives .he greatest pleasure to the greatest number of persons. Yet we must pause a little, betore we give our assent to so plausible a proposition. It would not be quite correct, we fear, to say that those are invariably the best judges who are most easily pleased. The great multitude, even of the reading world, must necessarily be uninstructed and injudicious; and will frequently be found, not only to derive pleasure from what is worthless in finer eyes, but to be quite insensible to those beauties which afford the most exquisite delight to more cultivated understandings. True pathos and sublimity will indeed charm every one: but, out of this lofty sphere, we are pretty well convinced, that the poetry which appears most perfect to a very refined taste, will not often turn out to be very popular poetry. It is to be considered also, that though it be the end of poetry to please, one of the parties whose pleasure, and whose notions of excel lence, will always be primarily consulted in its composition, is the poet himself; and as he must necessarily be more cultivated than the great body of his readers, the presumption is, that he will always belong, comparatively speaking, to the class of good judges, and en deavour, consequently, to produce that sort of excellence which is likely to meet with their approbation. When authors, therefore, and those of whose suffrages authors are most ambitious, thus conspire to fix upon the same standard of what is good in taste and composition, it is easy to see how it should come to bear this name in society, in preference to what might afford more pleasure to individuals of less influence. Besides all this, it is obvious that it must be infinitely more difficult to produce any thing conformable to this exalted standard, than merely to fall in with the current of popular taste. To attain the former object, it is necessary, for the most part, te understand thoroughly all the feelings and associations that are modified or created by cultivation:-To accomplish the latter, it will often be sufficient merely to have observed the course of familiar preferences. Success, however, is rare, in proportion as it is difficult; and it is needless to say, what a vast addition rarity makes to value, or how exactly our admiration at success is proportioned to our sense of the difficulty of the undertaking. This, indeed, is saying nothing more, than that the ordinary readers of poetry have not a very refined taste; and that they are often insensible to many of its highest beauties, while they still more frequently mistake its imperfections for excellence. The fact, when stated in this simple way, commonly excites neither opposition nor surprise: and yet, if it be asked, why the taste of a few individuals, who do not perceive beauty where many Such seem to be the most general and imothers perceive it, should be exclusively dig mediate causes of the apparent paradox, of nified with the name of a good taste; or why reckoning that which pleases the greatest poetry, which gives pleasure to a very great number as inferior to that which pleases the number of readers, should be thought inferior few; and such the leading grounds for fixing to that which pleases a much smaller num- the standard of excellence, in a question of ber, the answer, perhaps, may not be quite mere feeling and gratification, by a different so ready as might have been expected from rule than that of the quantity of gratification the alacrity of our assent to the first propo-produced. With regard to some of the fine sition. That there is a good answer to be given, however, we entertain no doubt: and if that which we are about to offer should not appear very clear or satisfactory, we must submit to have it thought, that the fault is not altogether in the subject. arts-for the distinction between popular and actual merit obtains in them all-there are no other reasons, perhaps, to be assigned; and, in Music for example, when we have said that it is the authority of those who are best quali fied by nature and study, and the difficulty and rarity of the attainment, that entitles certain exquisite performances to rank higher than others that give far more general delight, we have probably said all that can be said in explanation of this mode of speaking and judging. In poetry, however, and in some other departments, this familiar, though somewhat extraordinary rule of estimation, is justified by other considerations. In the first place, then, it should be remembered, that though the taste of very good judges is necessarily the taste of a few, it is implied, in their description, that they are persons eminently qualified, by natural sensibility, and long experience and reflection, to perceive all beauties that really exist, as well as to settle the relative value and importance of all the different sorts of beauty; they are in that very state, in short, to which all who As it is the cultivation of natural and perare in any degree capable of tasting those re-haps universal capacities, that produces that fined pleasures would certainly arrive, if their refined taste which takes away our pleasure sensibility were increased, and their experi- in vulgar excellence, so, it is to be considered, ence and reflection enlarged. It is difficult, that there is an universal tendency to the protherefore, in following out the ordinary analo- pagation of such a taste; and that, in times gies of language, to avoid considering them as tolerably favourable to human happiness, in the right, and calling their taste the true there is a continual progress and improvement and the just one; when it appears that it is in this, as in the other faculties of nations and such as is uniformly produced by the cultiva- large assemblages of men. The number of tion of those faculties upon which all our per- intelligent judges may therefore be regarded eptions of taste so obviously depend. as perpetually on the increase. The inner circle, to which the poet delights chiefly to | of unsuitable finery. There are other features, pitch his voice, is perpetually enlarging; and, no doubt, that distinguish the idols of vulgar looking to that great futurity to which his am- admiration from the beautiful exemplars of bition is constantly directed, it may be found, pure taste; but this is so much the most charthat the most refined style of composition to acteristic and remarkable, that we know no which he can attain, will be, at the last, the way in which we could so shortly describe the most extensively and permanently popular. poetry that pleases the multitude, and disThis holds true, we think, with regard to all pleases the select few, as by saying that it the productions of art that are open to the consisted of all the most known and most inspection of any considerable part of the brilliant parts of the most celebrated authors, community; but, with regard to poetry in particular, there is one circumstance to be attended to, that renders this conclusion peculiarly safe, and goes far indeed to reconcile the taste of the multitude with that of more cultivated judges. As it seems difficult to conceive that mere cultivation should either absolutely create or utterly destroy any natural capacity of enjoyment, it is not easy to suppose, that the qualities which delight the uninstructed should be substantially different from those which give pleasure to the enlightened. They may be arranged according to a different scale,and certain shades and accompaniments may be more or less indispensable; but the qualities in a poem that give most pleasure to the refined and fastidious critic, are in substance, we believe, the very same that delight the most injudicious of its admirers:-and the very wide difference which exists between their usual estimates, may be in a great degree accounted for, by considering, that the one judges absolutely, and the other relatively -that the one attends only to the intrinsic qualities of the work, while the other refers more immediately to the merit of the author. The most popular passages in popular poetry, are in fact, for the most part, very beautiful and striking; yet they are very often such passages as could never be ventured on by any writer who aimed at the praise of the judicious; and this, for the obvious reason, that they are trite and hackneyed,-that they have been repeated till they have lost all grace and propriety, and, instead of exalting the imagination by the impression of original genius or creative fancy, only nauseate and offend, by the association of paltry plagiarism and impudent inanity. It is only, however, on those who have read and remembered the original passages, and their better imitations, that this effect is produced. To the ignorant and the careless, the twentieth imitation has all the charm of an original; and that which oppresses the more experienced reader with weariness and disgust, rouses them with all the force and vivacity of novelty. It is not then, because the ornaments of popular poetry are deficient in intrinsic worth and beauty, that they are slighted by the critical reader, but because he at once recognises them to be stolen, and perceives that they are arranged without taste or congruity. In his indignation at the dishonesty, and his contempt for the poverty of the collector, he overlooks altogether the value of what he has collected, or remembers it only as an aggravation of his offence, as converting larceny into sacrilege, and adding the guilt of profanation to the folly of a splendid and unmeaning accumulation of those images and phrases which had long charmed every reader in the works of their original inventors. The justice of these remarks will probably be at once admitted by all who have attended to the history and effects of what may be called Poetical diction in general, or even of such particular phrases and epithets as have been indebted to their beauty for too great a notoriety. Our associations with all this class of expressions, which have become trite only in consequence of their intrinsic excellence, now suggest to us no ideas but those of schoolboy imbecility and childish affectation. We look upon them merely as the common, hired, and tawdry trappings of all who wish to put on, for the hour, the masquerade habit of poetry; and, instead of receiving from them any kind of delight or emotion, do not even distinguish or attend to the signification of the words of which they consist. The ear is so palled with their repetition, and so accustomed to meet with them as the habitual expletives of the lowest class of versifiers, that they come at last to pass over it without exciting any sort of conception whatever, and are not even so much attended to as to expose their most gross incoherence or inconsistency to detection. It is of this quality that Swift has availed himself in so remarkable a manner, in his famous "Song by a person of quality," which consists entirely in a selection of some of the most trite and well-sounding phrases and epithets in the poetical lexicon of the time, strung together without any kind of meaning or consistency, and yet so disposed, as to have been perused, perhaps by one half of their readers, without any suspi cion of the deception. Most of those phrases, however, which had thus become sickening, and almost insignificant, to the intelligent readers of poetry in the days of Queen Anne, are in themselves beautiful and expressive, and, no doubt, retain much of their native grace in those ears that have not been alienated by their repetition. But it is not merely from the use of much excellent diction, that a modern poet is thus debarred by the lavishness of his predecessors. There is a certain range of subjects and characters, and a certain manner and tone, which were probably, in their origin, as graceful and attractive, which have been proscribed by the same dread of imitation. It would be too long to enter, in this place, into any detailed examination of the peculiarities-originating chiefly in this source-which distinguish ancient from modern poetry. It may be enough just to remark, that, as the elements of poet. ical emotion are necessarily limited, so it was natural for those who first sought to excite it, to avail themselves of those subjects, situations, and images, that were most obviously calculated to produce that effect; and to assist them by the use of all those aggravating circumstances that most readily occurred as likely to heighten their operation. In this way, they may be said to have got possession of all the choice materials of their art; and, working without fear of comparisons, fell naturally into a free and graceful style of execution, at the same time that the profusion of their resources made them somewhat careless and inexpert in their application. Afterpoets were in a very different situation. They could neither take the most natural and general topics of interest, nor treat them with the ease and indifference of those who had the whole store at their command-because this was precisely what had been already done by those who had gone before them: And they were therefore put upon various expedients for attaining their object, and yet preserving their claim to originality. Some of them accordingly set themselves to observe and delineate both characters and external objects with greater minuteness and fidelity, and others to analyse more carefully the mingling passions of the heart, and to feed and cherish a more limited train of emotion, through a longer and more artful succession of incidents, -while a third sort distorted both nature and passion, according to some fantastical theory of their own; or took such a narrow corner of each, and dissected it with such curious and microscopic accuracy, that its original form was no longer discernible by the eyes of the uninstructed. In this way we think that modern poetry has both been enriched with more exquisite pictures, and deeper and more sustained strains of pathetic, than were known to the less elaborate artists of antiquity; at the same time that it has been defaced with more affectation, and loaded with far more intricacy. But whether they failed or succeeded, and whether they distinguished themselves from their predecessors by faults or by excellences, the later poets, we conceive, must be admitted to have almost always written in a more constrained and narrow manner than the originals, and to have departed farther from what was obvious, easy, and natural. Modern poetry, in this respect, may be compared, perhaps, without any great impropriety, to modern sculpture. It is greatly inferior to the ancient in freedom, grace, and simplicity; but, in return, it frequently possesses a more decided expression, and more fine finishing of less suitable embellishments. Whatever may be gained or lost, however, by this change of manner, it is obvious, that poetry must become less popular by means of it: For the most natural and obvious manner, is always the most taking;-and whatever costs the author much pains and labour, is usually found to require a corresponding effort on the part of the reader,-which all readers are not disposed to make. That they who seek to be original by means of affecta tion, should revolt more by their affectation than they attract by their originality, is just and natural; but even the nobler devices that win the suffrages of the judicious by their intrinsic beauty, as well as their novelty, are apt to repel the multitude, and to obstruct the popularity of some of the most exquisite productions of genius. The beautiful but minute delineations of such admirable observers as Crabbe or Cowper, are apt to appear tedious to those who take little interest in their sub jects, and have no concern about their art;and the refined, deep, and sustained pathetic of Campbell, is still more apt to be mistaken for monotony and languor by those who are either devoid of sensibility, or impatient of quiet reflection. The most popular style undoubtedly is that which has great variety and brilliancy, rather than exquisite finish in its images and descriptions; and which touches lightly on many passions, without raising any so high as to transcend the comprehension of ordinary mortals-or dwelling on it so long as to exhaust their patience. Whether Mr. Scott holds the same opinion with us upon these matters, and has intentionally conformed his practice to this theory,—or whether the peculiarities in his compositions have been produced merely by following out the natural bent of his genius, we do not presume to determine: But, that he has actually made use of all our recipes for popularity, we think very evident; and conceive, that few things are more curious than the singular skill, or good fortune, with which he has reconciled his claims on the favour of the multitude, with his pretensions to more select admiration. Confident in the force and originality of his own genius, he has not been afraid to avail himself of common-places both of diction and of sentiment, whenever they appeared to be beautiful or impressive,-using them, however, at all times, with the skill and spirit of an inventor; and, quite certain that he could not be mistaken for a plagiarist or imitator, he has made free use of that great treasury of characters, images, and expressions, which had been accumulated by the most celebrated of his predecessors,-at the same time that the rapidity of his transitions, the novelty of his combinations, and the spirit and variety of his own thoughts and inventions, show plainly that he was a borrower from any thing but poverty, and took only what he would have given, if he had been born in an earlier generation. The great secret of his popu larity, however, and the leading characteristic of his poetry, appear to us to consist evidently in this, that he has made more use of common topics, images, and expressions, than any original poet of later times; and, at the same time, displayed more genius and originality than any recent author who has worked in the same materials. By the latter peculiarity, he has entitled himself to the admiration of every description of readers;-by the former, he is recommended in an especial manner to the inexperienced-at the hazard of some little offence to the more cultivated and fastidious. In the choice of his subjects, for example, does not attempt to interest merely by fine | lads and anecdotes, and the sentimental glitter observation or pathetic sentiment, out takes of the most modern poetry,-passing from The assistance of a story, and enlists the read- the borders of the ludicrous to those of the er's curiosity among his motives for attention. sublime-alternately minute and energeticThen his characters are all selected from the sometimes artificial, and frequently negligent most common dramatis persona of poetry--but always full of spirit and vivacity,kings, warriors, keights, outlaws, nuns, min- abounding in images that are striking, at first strels, secluded damsels, wizards, and true sight, to minds of every contexture-and lovers. He never ventures to carry us into never expressing a sentiment which it can the cottage of the modern peasant, like Crabbe cost the most ordinary reader any exertion to or Cowper; nor into the bosom of domestic comprehend. privacy, like Campbell; nor among creatures Such seem to be the leading qualities that of the imagination, like Southey or Darwin. have contributed to Mr. Scott's popularity; Such personages, we readily admit, are not in and as some of them are obviously of a kind themselves so interesting or striking as those to diminish his merit in the eyes of more to whom Mr. Scott has devoted himself; but fastidious judges, it is but fair to complete they are far less familiar in poetry-and are this view of his peculiarities by a hasty notherefore more likely, perhaps, to engage the tice of such of them as entitle him to unqualiattention of those to whom poetry is familiar. fied admiration;—and here it is impossible In the management of the passions, again, Mr. not to be struck with that vivifying spirit of Scott appears to us to have pursued the same strength and animation which pervades all popular, and comparatively easy course. He the inequalities of his composition, and keeps has raised all the most familiar and poetical constantly on the mind of the reader the imemotions, by the most obvious aggravations, pression of great power, spirit and intrepidity. and in the most compendious and judicious There is nothing cold, creeping, or feeble, in ways. He has dazzled the reader with the all Mr. Scott's poetry;-no laborious littleness, splendour, and even warmed him with the or puling classical affectation. He has his failtransient heat of various affections; but heures, indeed, like other people; but he always has nowhere fairly kindled him with enthusiasm, or melted him into tenderness. Writing for the world at large, he has wisely abstained from attempting to raise any passion to a height to which worldly people could not be transported; and contented himself with giving his reader the chance of feeling, as a brave, kind, and affectionate gentleman must often feel in the ordinary course of his existence, without trying to breathe into him either that lofty enthusiasm which disdains the ordinary business and amusements of life, or that quiet and deep sensibility which unfits for most of its pursuits. With regard to diction and imagery, too, it is quite obvious that Mr. Scott has not aimed at writing either in a very pure or a very consistent style. He seems to have been anxious only to strike, and to be easily and universally understood; and, for this purpose, to have culled the most glittering and conspicuous expressions of the most popular authors, and to have interwoven them in splendid confusion with his own nervous diction and irregular versification. Indifferent whether he coins or borrows, and drawing with equal freedom on his memory and his imagination, he goes boldly forward, in full reliance on a never-failing abundance; and dazzles, with his richness and variety, even those who are most apt to be offended with his glare and irregularity. There is nothing, in Mr. Scott, of the severe and majestic style of Milton-or of the terse and fine composition of Pope-or of the elaborate elegance and melody of Campbell-or even of the flowing and redundant diction of Southey. But there is a medley of bright images and glowing words, set carelessly and oosely together-a diction, tinged successiveJy with the careless richness of Shakespeare, he harshness and antique simplicity of the old romances, the homehness of vulgar bal attempts vigorously: And never fails in his immediate object, without accomplishing something far beyond the reach of an ordinary writer. Even when he wanders from the paths of pure taste, he leaves behind him the footsteps of a powerful genius; and moulds the most humble of his materials into a form worthy of a nobler substance. Allied to this inherent vigour and animation, and in a great degree derived from it, is that air of facility and freedom which adds so peculiar a grace to most of Mr. Scott's compositions. There is certainly no living poet whose works seem to come from him with so much ease, or who so seldom appears to labour, even in the most burdensome parts of his performance. He seems, indeed, never to think either of himself or his reader, but to be completely identified and lost in the personages with whom he is occupied; and the attention of the reader is consequently either transferred, unbroken, to their adventures, or, if it glance back for a moment to the author, it is only to think how much more might be done, by putting forth that strength at full, which has, without effort, accomplished so many wonders. It is owing partly to these qualities, and partly to the great variety of his style, that Mr. Scott is much less frequently tedious than any other bulky poet with whom we are acquainted. His store of images is so copious, that he never dwells upon one long enough to produce weariness in the reader; and, even where he deals in borrowed or in tawdry wares, the rapidity of his transitions, and the transient glance with which he is satisfied as to each, leave the critic no time to be offended, and hurry him forward, along with the multitude, enchanted with the brilliancy of the exhibition. Thus, the very frequency of his deviations from pure taste, comes, in some sort, to constitute their apology; and the pro |