of the gay, the happiest of the happy,-the unfortunate Marquis of Lenox. Recollection was too fleeting, life too dubious, too fluctuating in the Marquis, when first he found he was yet in the land of the living, for him to connect his ideas, or utter any sound but sighs and groans. He soon perceived that he was in a small, but miserable place, encompassed with faces he had never beheld till that moment, while hoarse voices resounded in his ear, equally unknown to him. Alas! the only eye he could have seen with pleasure, dared not meet his; the only voice he could have found comfort in hearing, uttered not a word, lest the agitation, even of pleasure, should, in so weak a state, be death to him. Yet watching every breath the unfortunate youth drew, ready to echo every groan that burst from him, sat, hid by a curtain, his anxious, his affectionate uncle, Sir Edward Arden: and that the Duke of Aberdeen had yet a son, was rather owing to his natural sensibility, than his immediate affection.' From the termination of this tale being designated only as the end of the second volume, we are induced to suppose that a prosecution of this joint undertaking is intended. ART. IX. Malvern, A Descriptive and Historical Poem. By Luke Booker, LL. D. 4to. 3s. 6d. sewed. Rivingtons, &c. 1798. W E have more than once had occasion to speak of Dr. Booker's literary talents; which, although not of the very highest order, are entitled to respect. It is somewhat extraordinary that, in the present instance, two poems on the same subject † should appear almost at the same time; particularly as Dr. B. seems to wonder that the beauties of Malvern had never before engaged a poet to invoke the Muses in their praise: but perhaps he may not be quite accurate in that supposition. We have seen a poem intitled Malvern Spa, in the fifth volume of Dodsley's collection, inscribed to Dr. Wall; in which, though it is not so copiously descriptive as the work before us, the virtues of the waters are celebrated, and much praise is bestowed on the salubrity of the air, and on the extensive and variegated prospects which the hills command. It should likewise be remarked that these hills are the scene, if not the subject, of Piers Plowman's Vision;—a circumstance which would encline us to believe that our early poets were not insensible to the enchanting scenery of Malvern. Leaving this discussion, however, as a matter of little consequence, we shall endeavour to appreciate the merit of the poem before us; and we are *See particularly, M. Rev. Dec. 1787. "Highlanders," a poem. appearance; † Another poem on Malvern Hills has made its which we intend to take farther notice in our next Review. of happy happy in observing that the descriptions are generally just and appropriate. We give the following extract from the opening of the poem: Ye Mountains nobly prominent from far When day's bright monarch, curtain'd round with gold, As Athos o'er th' gean Sea, I mark. You o'er the champaign, rear your shadowing form Mass pil'd on mass, and rock on ponderous rock, Not distant now, ye Mountains?' I admire And Harmony the woods. No cloud obscures Where join'd seem earth and sky,-where axure mist Veils the soft landscape melting into light, * Malvern Hills are situated in the several counties of Worcester, Glocester, and Hereford. The two villages, great and little Malvern, are in the neighbourhood of the celebrated, copious, and charming spring. Rev. -This winding path, close cropt by nibbling sheep Its pleas'd astonishment when sudden bursts When sounds the trump, to rush into the war.- Although some of these lines may be defective in harmony, and others may not be quite exempt from the charge of affectation and obscurity, yet they display poetic spirit, and accuracy of observation. By a natural and easy transition, the author passes from Malvern to the neighbouring country, and gives a pleasing account of the surrounding scats, &c. This part of the poem is interspersed with many generous and truly patriotic sentiments. The following landscape is described in bright and glowing colours: From scenery so luxuriant to depart Loath is the Muse, tho' tempted now to plume Her wing for range more ample. Cambria's Heights, -But Cambrian scenes, *The Hay, the Corn, the Hop, and the Fruit Harvests: the latter for Cyder and Perry. Rev. And And on no distant mountain seeks repose. Not Abberley's, nor Clee's, nor Wrekin's aught Nor, Cawney! thine, near my lov'd home, but hence Of his immortal Country :-O'er thy top And thine, Edge-Hill, by CHARLES's hapless fate The first book concludes with a celebration of the Plain and Battle of Tewksbury, and of the Vale and Battle of Evesham. The second book is chiefly occupied in the description of Worcester; which, we fear, the majority of readers will deem somewhat tedious: particularly that part which treats of the manufactures carried on in that city. In the 3d book, the author returns to Malvern, and, as might be expected from the purity of the air, grows more poetical. The subject of this book is chiefly the medicinal virtues of the Malvern Spring. The following lines are spirited, and convey advice which, perhaps, is neither new or uncommon, but which deserves more attention than it may possibly receive: O Health! how lovely on the virgin cheek -How beauteous These, resulting from the Soul, To the round splendent Moon.-O impious They -Vain deceit ! E'en fools deride it, and the wise abhor. -Ye thoughtless Flutterers o'er Destruction's gulph! From deathful Pleasure to celestial bliss. -Ere -Ere the seductive Spoiler steal away Health's remnant bloom, Oh, quit the Syren's haunts; To fly the power; else soon, of Life bereft, As ye contemplate the surrounding scene To HIM who made it, and a richer world In closing this article, we would observe that the author appears to possess that enthusiastic love and admiration of the beauties of nature, which are generally the concomitants of a virtuous and feeling mind; and that on all occasions he ex-. presses a strong sense of the importance of religion and morality. We may therefore safely recommend his work, as capable not only of affording rational pleasure, but of imparting instruction and improvement. ART. X. ENEA-ПITEPOENTA; Or, the Diversions of Purley. By John Horne Tooke, A. M. late of St. John's College, Cambridge. 2d Edition. 4to. 3 Vols. 21. 2s. to Subscribers. Vol. 1. only now published. Johnson. 1798. IT is very remarkable that the real nature of LANGUAGE should have remained unknown during so many centuries as have passed, and have seen it little understood. This deficiency has not arisen from a want of writers; almost every philosophical author, from the earliest ages of Greece to the present hour, having either incidentally or systematically considered the subject.-PLATO composed a long, an claborate, and a most erroneous dissertation on that very part of grammar, in which an acuter mind was destined to discover the truth, more than 2000 years after the Cratylus, or Dialogue on Etymology, was published.-The Scholar of Plato, ARISTOTLE, an incomparably superior philosopher, actually promised, in the commencement of his Analytics, to explain the nature of signs but he contented himself with an ineffectual attempt, contained in a very few sentences of another work: yet it was a promise which he was bound to perform, in order to render his celebrated doctrine of syllogisms complete. Had he laid this foundation rightly, that doctrine would perhaps have been a master-piece of the human mind, in respect both of ingenuity and utility, All the succeeding metaphysical writers, of all the different schools, including LEIBNITZ in his "Lusus Hanoverienses" have been satisfied with copying each other's mistakes.-Rai mond |