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Speaking of the previous manœuvres, says Mr. B.

could wish. The troops which were most attached to the royal cause were removed to a distance, and all who were known to cherish a latent attachment to the Corsican, were brought from the Rhine and the Garonne, and quartered on the route which he must necessarily pursue.

When the conspirators had sufficiently ascertained that discontents [inflamed by themselves] were rapidly spreading, they ventured cautiously to hint that the recluse of Elba was the only person who could deliver them from the evils which The torpidity of the French ministers, they felt and feared. They spoke of his is too remarkable to be passed without military fame; they asserted that misfor-notice that the English ministers were tune had ameliorated his heart; that he had renounced his romantic projects of universal empire, and that he wished only to live for the happiness and glory of France. Clubs were now formed, in the establish- Thus prepared for, and expected, it ment of which the women bore a leading is no wonder that Napoleon found his part. The Princess Hortensia, surrounded way to Paris, easily enough. There he by a crowd of profligate females, who arrived; but was, evidently and notoscrupled no sacrifices to allure every per-riously a mere tool in the hands of parson of talent, wealth, or influence to join their infamous combination, presided at these assemblies.

At one of the weekly dinners, or rather debauches, which were given, the unfortünate General Quesnel was an invited guest. It is supposed that his virtue was proof against their allurements; for the next morning his corpse was discovered floating in the Seine.

A regular communication was established with Elba. The police was either unsuspicious of the plot, or the principal agents were secretly friendly to the cause; for their correspondence was carried ou with such perfect security, that Buonaparte determined to come secretly to Paris, to concert the necessary plans, and animate the conspirators by his presence. But this was deemed too hazardous, and the faithful Bertrand was dispatched with full powers to arrange every thing.

It has been con

Soult was now most imprudently ap pointed minister of war. fidently affirmed that he had been already initiated; and many of his actions render it too probable that he was a friend to the conspiracy. That he was personally attached to Buonaparte cannot be doubted, for the sanguinary battle of Toulouse was fought by him, with the vain hope of being serviceable to his master, three days after he had been officially informed of his abdication.

equally torpid, we do not believe; but facts are wanting to clear up the point.

tizans no longer attached to him, than while he pleased their caprice. This he knew amidst all his affected splendour; amidst what he wished to deem the unanimous vow of the nation. Yet, he met with some rebuffs.

After the first review of his troops at Paris, Napoleon intimated to M. DAffry, who commanded the Swiss guards, that he should on the morrow review his troops.

The colonel coldly replied that he should do his duty, and retired. He immediately assembled his officers, informed them of the orders which he had received, and requested their advice. Without hesitation they all answered, "Do what duty prescribes."

Ou the 22d some regiments were drawn up in the square of the Carousel, and Napoleon at the head of his staff approached to review them. As he passed along the ranks he missed the Swiss. An aide-decamp was despatched to require the instant attendance of the Colonel and his troops.

"I acknowledge only the orders of the King," said the colonel with much sangfroid, and the aide-de-camp returned with the message. Napoleon bit his lips, but was silent, and the review was concluded.

The colonel was then invited to appear at the palace. He immediately complied, One would fain hope that he could not expecting, but dreaded not the coming As he entered the hall of the marbe so base as to take the oath of allegiance storm. to Lewis, and accept an important, and shals, two officers presented themselves honourable, and confidential office in his and demanded his sword. He drew it, ministry, while he secretly meditated the retreated a few steps, and placing himself blackest treason. Future times will de-in a posture of defence, exclaimed "Let the cide on his conduct; but it is undeniable bravest of you take it!" that every thing was done by him which the most sanguine friends of Napoleon

This unexpected resistance disconcerted them. He again sheathed his sword,

passed the officers without opposition and Ition to the experienced French Genewas introduced to the presence of Napo- rals, that the battle was lost. leon.

"Wherefore," fiercely asked he, “have you not obeyed my orders." "Because I acknowledge only the autho

rity of the King and of the Cantons."

Know you to whom you speak?" “Yes, I am addressing General Buonaparte.

You are addressing the Emperor of the French, and in that title I order you to repair to the square of the Carousel, with your regiment that I may review you." "General! I have already had the honour to inform you that I will receive the orders of the King alone, to whom I have sworn allegiance.'

"You took the same oath to me five years ago."

"You released me from that oath by your abdication."

"I would have you recollect yourself." "You will have the goodness to recollect that I belong to the Cantons."

"I will reduce them to submission." "You will not easily reduce three hundred thousand men resolved to lose their lives rather than their liberty."

"Yet you were reduced by the Aus

trians."

"And we were relieved by William Tell."

Enough," said Napoleon, and turned to one of his ministers.

It is pleasing to find such honour, amidst so general a scene of treachery; but, then, the Swiss were not demoralized, as the French were: and this is the secret of their most honourable

distinction.

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There is a contrast in the behaviour of the Commanders after the combat, that cannot be too often brought under

review.

While the gallant Blucher was employed in pursuing the flying enemy, the Duke of Wellington slowly led his army over the field of battle. The noise and confusion which so lately reigned were heard no more, and all was hushed and still; save when the moans of the wounded, or the agonizing shrieks of the dying burst upon the ear. The moon riding in unveiled majesty shed a pale and mournful light on the horrors of the scene. When the Duké contemplated the piles of dead which were heaped on every side, and thought, with the lives of how many brave fellows the glory of that day had been bought, and how many hearts even the joyful news of this victory would sadden, the sternness of the soldier was forgotten; the feelings of the man resumed their power, and he burst into tears.

His troops were worn out with fatigue, and needed the refreshment of sleep, but to their everlasting honour be it recorded, that not a mau indulged in the repose which nature so much required. They retrod the field of death. They sought for their wounded companions. They eagerly afforded them every assistance in their power, and having hastily dressed their wounds, despatched them to the hospitals of Antwerp and Brussels. Nor was their humanity confined to their countrymen, blood, those by whom their ranks had even those who so lately thirsted for their been thinned, shared in their tender care. In the left wing alone, more than five hun dred French were indebted for their lives to the generosity and compassion of the British soldiers. In every part of the field in constructing litters, and carefully conthe troops were seen diligently employed veying both friends and foes to a place of refuge and comfort.

How different were the feelings which his opponent displayed on similar occasious! When a body of recruits joined the army, the favourite expression of Napoleon was,

"Ah! there is more food for the cannon." As he rode over the scene of contention, after one of his bloodiest victories, while the dead and the dying were trampled on at every step, he betrayed not a single emotion of pity, but turning to one of his officers he said with a smile, “ My faith! there is a fine consumption."

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His confidential valet thus describes his visit to the field of battle after the victory of Prussian Evlau: "It was piercingly cold. Some of the dying yet breathed. The immense heaps of dead bodies, and the black cavities which the blood had made in the snow, formed a horrible contrast. The officers of the staff were profoundly affected. The Emperor alone contemplated this scene of horror and blood without emotion. I pushed my horse some paces before his. I was curious to observe him in a situation so interesting. You would have thought that he was devoid of all human affections. Not even one transient glance of pity beamed from his cold and impenetrable countenance. He spoke with the utmost indifference of the events of the preceding evening. As he passed before a group of Russian grenadiers, who had fallen together in defending the position assigned to them, the horse of oue of the aides-de-camp started. The Emperor perceived it, That horse,' said he coldly,

is a coward.''

We shall have occasion to reconsider these scenes, more particularly.

Escaped to Paris, we again see this mighty man recoiling before one difficulty after another and his power gradually grasped by other hands. The picture is impressive and instructive : the moral of it may be gathered from a single incident. After a confidential conversation with his brother Lucien,

Napoleon hastily retired to his cabinet, and secured the door. He there remained

The child again presented the refreshment. A tear started on the cheek of the Emperor, aud he took the coffee. "Are you not from Gonesse?" said he. "No, Sire! I am of Pierre Fete." "Where your parents have a cottage and a few acres?" "Yes, Sire!"

"Ah! THEY ARE HAPPY."

The turns in the public mind, and the contradictory exultations of the public voice, the errors of the king, the more than equal blunders of Buonaparte, the thorough deception practiced, the distresses of the finances, with the course of events that frustrated the whole plan, must be read in the Volumes.

The history includes the departure of Napoleon for St. Helena; and the work terminates with all the official accounts of the Battle of Waterloo. The maps and plans annexed áre very useful.

The Remains of Hesiod, the Ascrean,

including the Shield of Hercules, translated into English Rhyme and Blank Verse. By C. E. Elton. Second Edition. Small Svo. Price 12s Baldwin and Co. London. 1816..

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THIS is an acceptable present to general readers to the learned, on account of the notes which accompany it, to the unlearned, because it more correctly represents Hesiod, than any translation hitherto published. And Hesiod is a poet, whose remains are well entitled to the distinction implied in translation. Certainly, extremely autient; and, very probably, unusually learned; his maxims inform us what were the sentiments. regarded as sound doctrine in his days, -political, moral, and religions.

an hour, and no one dared to interrupt him. He was incessantly and rapidly pacing the room, and uttering the most violent exclamations. At length he rung for some coffee. It was served up to him by a child whom Napoleon had particularly distinguished, who was often commissioned to wait on him when his servants dared not expose themselves to his temporary insanity, and whose innocent countenance and interesting prattle had sometimes succeeded in lulling the troubled spirit of the En-Cooke's Version of Hesiod; and we con

peror to rest.

Napoleon was now sitting in a fixed posture, with his head leaning on his hands. He noticed not the entrance of the child, who stood some minutes before him afraid to disturb him. At length he apapproached nearer, and with more sensibility than his years indicated, thus addressed the Emperor:

"Eat some! Eat some, Sire! it will do

you good!"

Napoleon gazed steadfastly upon him, but spoke not.

No critic could be satisfied with

fess, that Chapman's was unknown to us: it was published in 1618; and Mr. Elton has subjoined specimens of it. The addition of the poem, called the Shield of Hercules, is proper; especially with the correction, suggested by Mr. E. that parts of it are genuine, while other parts are enlargements by a later hand. But, we cannot help wishing, that the translator had more strictly examined this, in connection with a conjecture, that the reported contest between Homer

Who and what the Rephaim (Giants) of Job were, historically, it would lead us too far to enquire: but, that they were wicked wretches enduring punishment in the unseen world, is highly credible. And here we must be allowed to think it somewhat singular, that al

from various parts of Scripture, not one is from the book of Job; although, were it necessary, we could point out many precepts and observations, with divers antique sayings and saws, so closely similar, that, in perusal, one seems to be almost a translation of the other. This is, in our opinion, favourable to the greater antiquity of Hesiod; but whence could the coincidence arise,. unless such propositions were in circulation and, why not, if Job were written by Moses, in Arabia, and known in Egypt, and Phenecia ?-why should the sources whence he drew these proverbial truisms be unknown among any people deserving the name of civilized?

and Hesiod might be true, and that descriptions of the Shields of Hercules and Achilles might be the verses they respectively recited. For, it seems, that the testimony which places these bards as contemporaries, is, on the whole, the best supported. Velleius Paterculus (A. D. 30) says, Homer four-though Mr. E. deduces illustrations ished 950 years before his time; i.e. ante A. D. 920. Pliny, about A. D. 78, places Homer 1,000 years previous; i. e. ante A. D. 920; and Herodotus (ante A. D. 484) affirms that Homer and Hesiod preceded him four hundred years: allowing that he wrote at the age of thirty-six years; this places those poets before A. D. 920: and this testimony is of great weight, and most probably guided the opinions of the later writers. That Hesiod was, during part of his life, an inmate in a temple of the Muses, seems more probable, than that he was initiated into the priestly office. We have an instance by which this distinction may be illustrated, in the lon of Euripides, who was not properly a priest, but describes himself as an attendant on the Temple; lon might have acquired learning equal to that of Hesiod; but in what other station the bard should have collected so much as his remains demonstrate, it is not easy to imagine. If letters did not really exist in Greece, at the time, he must have attended with un-known.* But, if so, why might not both varied diligence to repetition long continued: and this repetition was the office-not of the laity, but of the priesthood.

These hints partly answer Mr E.'s objections against acknowledging any authority in the ancient Sybils' books. Whether the Sybil drew from the prophet Isaiah, or not, it is certain that the Paradisaical state, of Isaiah, greatly resembles a Hindoo representation in Maurice; nor are other similarities un

the Sybil and Virgil adopt conceptions and expectations, which were little short of general among the nations they were best acquainted with?

We might also insist, that the modes of personal decoration-of the hands and feet, the hair, the eyes,—described by Hesiod, were Indian, equally as they were Egyptian, and Hebrew. We need go no further back than the second volume of our New Series, p. 742, in proof of the dyeing of the hands and the feet, by the women of Asia; with a

But, if the tales told by Hesiod be closely investigated, they will justify the suspicion of a foreign origin. The war of the Titans against heaven, was not Grecian, either as a history, or as a fable. The hundred-handed Briareus is a Brahminical idea; and the confinement of the Giants beneath the earth, is not unlike the import of a passage in Job, chap. xxiv. 5, 6, which Scott trans-reference for its antiquity to Deut. lates,

God rules above, beneath; yea, far below
The deep abyss, in dark abodes of woe :
Hades and regions of perdition lie
Unveil'd and naked to his flaming eye :
There the old Giants feel his wrath; and there
All wicked ghosts are trembling in despair.

xxi. 12. The extract from Mr. Atkinson, proves also, the custom of perfuming

the hair :

Her waving curls the beart resistless drew→→
And gales of heavenly fragrance fill'd the

room.

* Compare PAN, Vol. IX. p. 1059.

Having said a good word for the Sybils, who probably never existed, as such, we shall observe, on behalf of the "Cyclops brethren,"

-Cyclops was their name, From that round eye-ball in their brow infix'd: And strength, and force, and manual craft

were theirs.

that sundry of their works are remaining, to which Mr. E. might have appealed. The most perfect, perhaps, are the walls of Tirynthus, with a piece of sculpture over the gateway; as may be seen in

Mr. Gell. Bryant was certainly right,

peo

therefore, in describing them as a
ple "particularly famous for Architec-
ture; and in all parts whither they
came, they erected noble structures,
which were remarkable for their height,
[strength] and beauty." As to the
single eye in their forehead, it might
refer to some imperfection in their cha-
racter: they might have their blind side,
as other Artists have: they might be
active labourers, but deficient in other
points of policy or wisdom.

tem: and Schrevelius explains the passage to mean that "you should seek out a servant who, having no house of his own to look after, could direct his whole attention to your concerns." So when the harvest is over, and the corn laid up in the granaries, he is to look out for a labourer ! Was there ever a direction so unmeaning as this? I translate the words, (meo periculo)" servum operarium è domo dimittere."

the approach of winter a labourer who Surely, it seems hard to turn away at

has faithfully endured the toils of summer and autumn; and rather than this, we

would venture to take aoikon for having no family; by which it agrees with the following verses. "Let the man-servant winter, be one who has no family of whom you take into your house for the

his own:

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Thy Handmaid one, that hath no child nor
Handmaids that children have, are ravenous.

We merely suggest these thoughts in support of our opinion that these ancient poems are susceptible of much But we must now proceed to extract a additional illustration; but, for this we specimen, and close our account of this must look out of Greece. We even very respectable performance: the foldoubt, whether some of the Agricultu-lowing passage is clearly emulous of ral precepts may not be found quite as Miltonic power and grandeur: applicable to other countries as to that in which the poet resided; and possibly, among these, the rising and setting of the stars which completely invalidates all dependence on them taken as marks of Chronology.

Mr. E. has executed his translation with spirit, and with very commendable fidelity; though we cannot help thinking that in one place where (periculo suo he differs from the learned who preceded him, it is in consequence of a mistaken view of the passage. The author advises, after the grain is threshed consequently, immediately before

winter,

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He said the gods, the givers of all good,
Heard with acclaim; nor even till that hour
So burn'd each breast with ardour to destroy.
All on that day stirr'd up the mighty strife,
Female aud male; Titanic gods, and sons
And daughters of old Saturn; and that band
Of giant brethren, whom, from forth th' abyss
Of darkness under earth, deliverer Jove [force
Sent up to light; grim forms and strong, with
Gigantic; arms of hundred-handed gripe
Burst from their shoulders; fifty heads up-
[opposed
Cresting their muscular limbs. They thus
In dreadful conflict 'gainst the Titans stood,
In all their sinewy hands wielding aloft
Precipitous rocks. On th' other side, alert
The Titan phalanx closed; then hands of
strength
[war.
Join'd prowess, and show'd forth the works of
Th' immeasurable sea tremendous dash'd
With roaring; earth re-echoed; the broad
[throughout

sprang,

heaven

Θητα αοικον ποιείσθαι is rendered by Grævius comparare sibi servum domo caren-Groan'd shattering; vast Olympus reel'd

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