Then why no more? if Phœbus smile on you, Ye tuneful cobblers! still your notes prolong, Shall peers or princes tread pollution's path, Unhappy White!* while life was in its spring, There be, who say, in these enlighten'd days, Why slumbers Gifford?" once was ask'd in vain;¶ And trace the poet's or the painter's line; Why slumbers Gifford? let us ask again. Are there no follies for his pen to purge? Are there no fools whose backs demand the scourge? Whose magic touch can bid the canvas glow, Blest is the man who dares approach the bower • See Nathaniel Bloomfield's ode, elegy, or whatever he or any one else Where dwelt the muses at their natal hour: accses to call it, on the enclosure of "Honington Green." ↑ Vide Recollections of a Weaver in the Moorlants of Staffordshire." It would be superfluous to recall to the mind of the reader the authors of *The Pleasures of Memory" and "The Pleasures of Hope," the most eautiful didactic poems in our language, if we except Pope's "Essay on ds:" but so many poetaera have started up, that even the names of Campbeli and Rogers are become strange. Beneath this note Lord Byron has written, in the copy of this satire which be read in 1816. Whose steps have press'd, whose eye has mark'd The clime that nursed the sons of song and war, But doubly blest is he whose heart expands And you, associate bards!t who snatch'd to light Let these or such as these, with just applause, Him let them shun, with him let tinsel die : Yet let them not to vulgar Wordsworth stoop, And thou, too, Scott!|| resign to minstrels rude Let simple Wordsworth chime his childish verse, To rouse the galleries, or to raise a ghost: [Moore, Mr. Wright, late consul-general for the Seven Islands, is author of a very beautiful poem just published: it is entitled "Hora lonica," and is descriptive of the islet and the adjacent coast of Greece. ↑ The translators of the Anthology, Bland and Merivale, have since published separate poems, which evince genius that only requires opportunity to attain eminence. The neglect of the "Botanic Garden" is some proof of returning taste; the scenery is its le recommendation. 5 Messrs. Lambe and Lloyd, the most ignoble followers of Southey and Co. By the by, I hope that in Mr. Scott's next poem his hero or heroine will be less addicted to "Gramarye," and more to grammar, than the Lady o the Ler and her bravo, William of Deloraine. T Against nis passage on Wordsworth, and the following line on Colege, Lord Byron has written, "unjust." Let Moore still sigh.-Fifth edition. The original reading was, "Let, Moore blewd." Let sonneteering Bowles his strains refine Yet what avails the sanguine poet's hope, The transient mention of a dubious name! Shall hoary Granta call her sable sons, It may be asked why I have censured the Earl of Carlisle, my guardian and relative, to whom I dedicated a volume of puerile poems a few years ago?-The guardianship was nominal, at least as far as I have been able to discover; the relationship I cannot help, and am very sorry for it; but as he lordship seemed to forget it on a very essential occasion to me, I shall not burden my memory with the recollection. I do not think that personal dillerences sanction the unjust condemnation of a brother scribbler; but I see no reason why they should act as a preventive when the author, noble at ignoble, has, for a series of years, beguiled a "discerning public" (as the advertisements have it) with divers reams of most orthodox, imperial nonsense. Besides, I do not step aside to vituperate the earl: no-his works come fairly in review with those of other patrician literati. If, before I escaped from my teens, I said any thing in favor of his lordship's paper hooka, it was in the way of dutiful dedication, and more from the advice of others than ay own judgment, and I seize the first opportunity of pronouncing my sincere recantation. I have heard that some persons conceive me to be under obligations to Lord Carlisle: if so, I shall be most particularly happy to learn what they are, and when conferred, that they may be duly appreciated and publicly acknowledged. What I have humbly advanced as an opinion on his printed things, I am prepared to support, if necessary, by quotations from elegies, odes eulogies, episodes, and certain facetions and dainty trage dies bearing his name and mark: Shall these approach the muse? ah, no! she flies, For me, who, thus unask'd,* have dared to tell There Clarke, still striving piteously "to please," Earth's chief dictatress, ocean's lovely queen. Forgetting doggrel leads not to degrees, A would-be satirist, a hired buffoon, A monthly scribbler of some low lampoon, At once the boast of learning, and disgrace: • Even from the tempting ore of Seaton's prize. Thus corrected, in 1816, by Lord Byron. In former editions: "And even spurns the great Seatonian prize.” ↑ Thus in the original manuscript: With odes by Smyth, and epic songs by Hoyle; ▲ The "Games of Hoyle," well known to the votaries of whist, chess, &c. But Rome decay'd, and Athens strew'd the plain, Then, hapless Britain! be thy rulers blest, Yet once again adieu! ere this the sail snows sublime. But should I back return, no tempting press$$ Shall drag my journal from the desk's recess Let coxcombs, printing as they come from far, Snatch his own wreath of ridicule from Car; Let Aberdeen and Elgin || still pursue The shade of fame through regions of vertú; Waste useless thousands on their Phidian freaks, Right enough; this was well deserved, and well laid on.-MS. note by Misshapen monuments and maim'd antiques; are not to be superseded by the vagaries of his poetical namesake, whose poem comprised, as expressly stated in the advertisement, all the "plagues of Egypt." There Clarke, still striving, &c.-These eight lines were added in the econd edition. Lord Byron. 1816. This person, who has lately betrayed the most rabid symptoms of conArmed authorship, is writer of a poem denominated the "Art of Pleasing," "Jucus a non lucendo," containing little pleasantry and less poetry. He also acts as monthly stipendiary and collector of calumnies for the "Satirist." If this unfortunate young man would exchange the magazines for the mathematice, and endeavor to take a decent degree in his university, it might eventually prove more servicealde than his present salary. "Into Cambridgeshire the Emperor Probus transported a considerable body of Vandals."-Gibbon's Decline and Fall, p. 83, vol. i. There is no reason to doubt the truth of this assertion; the breed is still in high perfeo These four lines were substituted for the following in the original man. uscript: Yet hold-as when by Heaven's supreme tehest, If found, ten righteous had preserved the rest, In Sodom's fated town, for Granta's name Let Hodgson's genius plead, and save her fame. • Unask'd; in the first edition unknown. ↑ Zeal for her honor, &c.—In the first edition, this couplet ran, Has bade me spurn the follies of her age." A friend of mine being asked why his grace of Portland was likened to His grace is now gathered to his grandmothers, where he sleeps as sound as an old woman? replied, "he supposed it was because he was past bearing." ever; but even his sleep was better than his colleagues' waking. 1811. 1816. Afric's coast. Saw it, August, 1809.—MS. note by Lord Byron. 1816. tt Georgia. Mount Caucasus. Saw the distant ridge of, 1810, 1811. –MS, note baj • So low to Phabus, that, &c.-This couplet, thus altered in the fifth Lord Byron. 1816. edition, was originally printed, "So ank in dullness, and so lost in shame, That Smyth and Hodgson scarce redeem thy fame." 11 This gentleman's name requires no praise; the man who in translation displays unquestionable genius may well be expected to excel in orig. Inal composition, of which it is to be hoped we shall soon see a splendid specimen. 1 Hewson Clarke, Esq., as it is written. $5"is" in the first edition. 1 The "Aboriginal Britons," an excellent poem, by Richards. • The breed is still in high perfection.—In the first edition, "There is no reason to doubt the truth of this assertion, as a large stock of the same breed to be found there at this day." But should I back return, no tempting pres These four lines were altered in the fifth edition. They originally stood, Shall drag my common-place book on the stage! And equal him whose work he sought to mar." I Lord Elgin would fain persuade us that all the figures, with and without noses, in his stone-shop, are the work of Phidias ! "Credat Judæus 1" • Lord Valencia (whose tremendous travels are forthcoming with due decorations, graphical, topographical, typographical) posed, on Sir John Carr's unlucky suit, that Dubois's satire prevented his purchase of the "Stranger in Ireland."-Oh, fie, my lord? has your lordship no mart feeling for a fellow-tourist but "two of a trade," they say And make their grand saloons a general mart I leave topography to rapid Gellt Thus far I've held my undisturb'd career, By Jeffrey's harmless pistol, Hallam's rage • Rapid. Thus altered in the fifth edition. In all previous editions And, arm'd in proof, the gauntlet cast at once "classic." ↑ "Rapid," indeed! He topographized and typographized King Priam's dominions in three days 1-1 called him "classic" before I saw the Troad, but since have learned better than to tack his name with what don't belong to K-Note to the fifth edition. Mr. Gell's Topography of Troy and Ithaca ↑ cannot fail to ensure the approbation of every man possessed of classical taste, as well for the informa. tion Mr. Gell conveys to the mind of the reader, as for the ability and research the respective works display.-Note to all the early editions.. Since seeing the plain of Troy, my opinions are somewhat changed as to the above note. Gell's survey was hasty and superficial.-MS. note by Lord Byron. 1816. - Din of Melbourne house.-Singular enough, and din enough, God knows.-MS. note by Lord Byron. 1816. To Scotch marauder, and to southern dunce. Thus much I've dared; if my incondite lay. "Thus much I've dared to do; how far my lay." †The greater part of this saire 1 most sincerely wish had never bosn written-not only on account of the injustice of much of the critical, and some of the personal part of it-but the tone and temper are such in Diodais, Geneva, • Troy. Visited both in 1810 and 1811.-MS. note by Lord Byron. 1816. not approve.-Byron. July 14, 1818. 1 Ithica. Passed first in 1809.—MS. note by Lord Byron. 1816. The poet considereth times past and their poesy-maketa a sudden transition to times present-is incensed against book-makers-revileth W. Scott for cupidity and hall ul-mongering, with notable remarks on Master Southey-complaineth that Master Southey hath inflicted three poems epic and otherwise on the pubic-inveigheth against Wm. Wordsworth; but lau leth Mr. Coleridge and his elegy on a young ass-is disposed to vituperate Mr. Lewis-and greatly rebuketh Thomas Little (the late), and the Lord Strangford-recommendeth Mr. Haley to turn his attrition to proseand exhorteth the Moravians to glorify Mr. Grahame-sympathizeth with the Rev. Bowles-and deploreth the melancholy fate of Montgomery -breaketh out into invective against the Edinburgh Reviewers-calleth them hard names, harpies, and the like-apostropluseth Jeffrey and prophesieth-Episode of Jeffrey and Moore. their jeopardy and deliverance; portents on the morn of combat; the Tweed, Tolbuuth, Frith or Porth severally shocked; descent of a goddess to save Jeffrey; incorporation of the bullets with his sinciput and occiput-Edinburgh Reviewers en maase -Lord Aberdeen, Hertert, Scot, Hallam, Pillans, Lambe, Sydney Smith, Brougham, &c.-The Lord Holland applauded for dinners and tranda tions.-The Drama; Skeffington, Hook, Reynolds, Kenney, Cherry, &c.-Sheridan, Colman, and Cumberland called upon to write-retum poesy-cribblere of all sorts-Lords sometimes rhyme; much better not-Hafiz, Rosa Matilda, and X Y. Z.-Rogers, Campbell, Glford, true poets-translators of the Greek Anthology-Crabbe-Darwin's style-Cambridge Seatonian Prize-Smyth-Hodgson-Oxford - Richards-Pu quitur conclusion. POSTSCRIPT.❤ I HAVE been informed, since the presnet edition | cartels; but, alas, "the age of chivalry is over," went to press, that my trusty and well-beloved or, in the vulgar tongue, there is no spirit now-aconsins, the Edinburgh Reviewers, are preparing a days. most vehement critique on my poor, gentle, unresisting Muse, whom they have already so bedevilled with their ungodly ribal dry: "Tantene animis celestibus iræ !" There is a youth ycleped Hewson Clarke (Subandi esquire), a sizer of Emmanuel College, and, I believe, a denizen of Berwick-upon-Tweed, whom I have introduced in these pages to much better company than he has been accustomed to meet; he is, not I suppose I must say of Jeffrey as Sir Andrew Ague- withstanding, a very sad dog, and for no reason cheek saith, "an' I had known he was so cunning that I can discover, except a personal quarrel with of fence, I had seen him damned ere I had fought a bear, kept by me at Cambridge to sit for a fellow him." What a pity it is that I shall be beyond the ship, and whom the jealousy of his Trinity contem Bosphorus before the next number has passed the poraries prevented from success, has been abusing Tweed! But I yet hope to light my pipe with it in me, and what is worse, the defenceless innocent Persia. above mentioned, in "The Satirist for one year My northern friends have accused me, with justice, and some months. I am utterly unconscious of of personality towards their great literary anthro- having given him any provocation; indeed, I am pophagus, Jeffrey; but what else was to be done with guiltless of having heard his name till coupled with "The Satirist." He has therefore no reason to him and his dirty pack, who feed by "lying and slandering," and slake their thirst by "evil speak- complain, and I dare say that, like Sir Fretful Pla ing?" I have adduced facts already well known, giary, he is rather pleased than otherwise. I have and of Jeffrey's mind I have stated my free opinion, now mentioned all who have done me the honor to nor has he thence sustained any injury ;-what notice me and mine, that is, my bear and my book scavenger was ever soiled by being pelted with except the editor of "The Satirist," who, it seems mud? It may be said that I quit England because is a gentleman-God wot! I wish he could impart a I have censured there "persons of honor and wit little of his gentility to his subordinate scribblers. about town," but I am coming back again, and I hear that Mr. Jerningham is about to take up the their vengeance will keep hot till my return. Those cudgels for his Mæcenas, Lord Carlisle I hope who know me can testify that my motives for not: he was one of the few, who, in the very short leaving England are very different from fears, intercourse I had with him, treated me with kind literary or personal: those who do not, may one ness when a boy, and whatever he may say or do day be convinced. Since the publication of this pour on, I will endure." I have rothing further thing, my name has not been concealed; I have to add, save a general note of thanksgiving tc Deen mostly in London, ready to answer for my readers, purchasers, and publishers, and, in the transgressions, and in daily expectation of sundry words of Scott, I wish • Added to the second edition. 44 "To all and oach a fal good nigh, |