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Oliver Goldsmith, in hia green youth, aspired to be the 
rurid pastor of some village Auburn ; and m after-life gave 
embodiment to his earlier feacies in b Vicar nf Wakefield. 
But his Dr. Primrose bad iraroense advantages over Dr. 
Prout. The olire branches that sprang from the vicar's 
roof-tree, if they divided, certainly enbanced the interest felt 
iu his character ; while tlie lone incumbent of Watergrasshill 
was thrown on hie own resources for any chance of enlisting 
gympathj. The "great defender of monogamy" could buy 
a wedJiug gown, send his boy Moses to the fair, set out 
iu pursuit of ilia lost daughter, get into debt and jail ; 
exploits wbieh the kindly author felt be could have himself 
achieved. Prout's miaogamy debarred him from these 
stirring social incidents : he had notbiug left ibr it but to 
talk and write, and occasionally " intone" a gonial song, 

From such utterances the nund and fecilings of the man 
hare to be distilled. It requires no great palieontoiogifal 
acumen to perceive that he belonged to o class of mortals, 
now quite gone out of Irish exialence, like the elk and 
wolf-dog ; and it has been a main object m this hook out of 
hia ■ relics ' to ' restore ' him for purposes of comparative 


It will be noticed tint the Father's rambles an tt' 
limited by any harrier of caste, or coat, or cflterie ; hit KH 
is multilateral, hia talk multifariouB, yet free, it !■ heaei, 
from garrulity, and decidedly exempt from credulity. Hi 
eeems to have had a shrewd eye for Bcanniag Humbug, mi 
it ia well for him (aud for others) that be has vacateid hit 
parish iu due courso of nature. He would bare stoutly i» 
sisted in Ireland the late attempted process of Italian Cii 
leniKHtion. For though lie patronised the effort of Loi 
Kingston to naturaliie in Muneter the siJiworni from thi 
peninsula (see bis version of good Biabop Vida' 
page 523), mere caterpiUare, snails, and slimy crawlen, 
would have put his foot on. 

From Florence the poet Browning has sent for thia edi- 
tion some lines lately found in the Euganeian bills, tracdj 
oil a marble slab that covered the bones of Fietro di Abano^ 
leld in his old age to be BQ astrologer. 

" Btudigndo le mie cifre con rompuaa 
Kilovo ebo Bari preato BOf t(- tvm ; 
Percb^ del mio uper si fa gran obiaaeo, 
E gli ignontnti mi buuia moeeo guorra." 

Of whicb epitaph the poet has supplied this 
deting uerbalim. 

" Studying my cyphere with (he compaM, 
I find I aball be eoon uruter tho daisy i 
Because of my lore folka maka auch a rumpuB, 
Thftt erery dull dog ia Ihereat unauy." 

Broiming'a attempt suggests a word or two on Proat' 

9WU theory of translation, as largely exemplllied it> this to 


The only perfect reproduction of a couplet in a dif- 

; idiuin occurred in a.d. 1170, when thd Arclibisbop of 

fork wnt a ealmoa to the chronicler of Malineabnr)', tritli 

)quc-st for A receipt iu verse, which was bonded to benrer 

II duplicate — 

" UlUttur in dUoa mihi pUcu sb archi^nsco- 
■Po HIM poaetor niri poliu. Pol '. mihi detur." 


'^Op, 1> not f ul feiif. ^qaS ! 1)1 sint not tiiirt." 
Sense, rhythm, point, and even pim are hero roiriiculously 
Kproduced. Prout did his best to rival him of Mslmesbiirr, 
but be held that in the clear failure of one language to elicit 
from ita repertory on eioct equivalent, it becomes not only 
proper but imperative (on the law principle of Cetini apret in 
of trtiatB) to fall bnck on an approximate word or iden 
of kindred import, the interchange in vocabulary showing; 
Bt times even a balance in favour of the substitute, as hap- 
pens in the ordinary course of barter on the markets of the 
world. He quite abhorred the clumsy servility of adliering 
to the letter while allowing the spirit to evaporate ; a mere 
verbal echo distorted by natural anfractuosities, gives back 
neithur the tone nor quality of the original voice ; while 
tUi? caeo and curious felicity of the primitive utterance is 
marred by awkwarduess and effort ; spontaneity of song 
being the quiatcaseuco. 

Afodest distrust of his own power to please deterred Prout 
from obtruding much of hia personal musings ; he preferred 
clitfwiog the cud of classic fancies, or otherwise approved 
aod aubstantial stuff; delighting to invest with uew nnd 
rari<.-«I fonus what had long gained universal recognition. 


He hod strict notions as to what really constitute the Beltet 
letlrea. Brilliancy of thought, depth gf remark, pathos of 
sentiment, sprightliness of wit, rigour and aptitude of HtylA, 
with lome acbolarship, were reijuisites for his notice, or 
claim to be held in his esteem a literary man. It is useleas 
to add how much of reeent growth, and how many pre> 
tenders to that title, he would have eschewed. 

A word as to the Etchings of D. Maclise, B. A. This great 
artist in hjs boyhood knew Prout, and has fijced his true 
features in enduring copper. The only reliable outline erf 
Sir Walter Scott, as be ap|x:ared in plain clothes, and with- 
out ideal halo, may be seen ac page 54, 
the Blarney Stone" on his visit to Prout in the Bunimer of 
1S25. Tom Moore, equally et\ ilethabiUt, can be recogniEed 
by all who knew him, perpetruting one of his " rogueriea' 
at page 150. The paintet's own aUin and then youthful 
figure is doing homage ti> L.E.L. on a moonlit bank ok 
page 229, while the "garret" of Bi^ranger, page 299, the 
" night before Larry's execution," page 267, and " Maadj^ 
fins robing Venus in silk," page 633, are specimens of 
French, Irish, and Chinese humanity. 

But it is hifl great cartoon of writers in Fraser, amia 
1935 (/rojit.). that will most interest coming generations. 
The banquet he has depicted was no fiction, but a frequent 
fact in Itegent Street, 212. Dr. Magimi in the choir, ad- 
divsaine the ataS* contributors, has on his right, Bany 
Cornwall (Procter), Hobert Soutbcy, Pcrcival Bonkes, 
Thackeray, Churchill. Scijeant Klnrphy, Macnish, Ain^ 
worth, Coleridge, Ilogg, Gait, Dunlop, and Jerdan. Fraser 
is croupier, haling on his right Croiton Croker, Lockhort, 


lUeodore Hook, Sir David Brewster, Dr. Moir (Delta), 

bm Carlyle, Count D'Orsay (talking to Allan Cuiming- 

m), Sir i^ertoD Brydgea ; Hev. G. H, Gleig, chaplain of 

VCbelKs hospital j Eev. F. Maiiony, Rev. Edward Irving (of 

I unknown tongues), a froqaent writer in Eraser, and 

requenter of bis sanctum, where " oft of a stilly night " he 

■tuiired glenJivat with the learned Editor. 

Of these, only eight are now living ; Mr. 

rocter, lunacy commissioner j Serjeant Murjihy, insolvency 

the Author of Vanity Fair ; the vigorous word- 

ieldcr, who then was supplying Fraser witli Sartor Ee- 

; Ainaworth ; Gleig, the worthy and efEcieut chaplain- 

lenenil of Her Majesty's Forces; Sir David, and 


P*Bi8, A'cp. 20. ia59. 


is much to be regretted tbat our Author should be do 
ger in the land of the living, to fumiah a general Pre- 
ble, eiplMiatory of the scope and tendency of Lis nuilti- 
loua writings. By us, on whom, with the conteuts of hia 
fer. hath devolved the guardiamthip of bis glory, such 
iciencT is keenly felt ; having leomt from Epictetua that 
ay mAitunary thing has two haodlea, (<rai s-fuy/ux iuat 
u )jt0ai), and from experience that majikind are prone 
take hold of the wrong one. King Ptolemy, to whom we 
re Ibe first tranaLation of the Bible into a then vulgar 
D^e (and cousei^uently a long array of " centenary ceie- 
xtinriB"), proclaimed, in the pithy inscription pla<^ by 
'to order over the entrance of the Alexandrian Library, 
ttat books were a sort of phyeic. The analogy is jnat, and 
^nuing it, we would remark that, like other patent medt- 
~"" they should invariably be accompanied with " directions 
.jc" Such o-joXiyoiiiiKi would we in the present ease he 
idighted ourselves to supply, but tbat we have profitably 
Mated the fable of La Fontaine entitled "VAneqmportail 
fci Sr;.yur#." (liv. v. fab. 14,) 

la giving utterance to regret, we do not insinuate that 
lie present production of the lamented writer is iin- 
hiihed or abortive : on the contrary, our interest prompts us 
b proraonnre it complete, as far as it goes. Prout, as an nu- 
ttor, will be found wlut he was in the desh^" lotus tfret 
WJw rotundwt." Still a suitable introduction, furnished by a 
fcrnlfed genius, would in our idea be ornamental. Tlie Fan- 
won of republican Some, perfect in its simplicity, yet 
itsind a supplementary grat:e from the portico superadded 
^ A^rippiiu 
Much meditating on the materials that fill " the cheat," 
id iiily more impressed with the merit of our author, we 
Kna^ht it a pity that his wiadom should be sutfered to 
~ ~ ' ' I magaiine squibs. What impression could, in 


Bootb, be made on the public mind by such desultory ex> 
ploaiouB ? Never on the dense masg of readers can isolatec 
random shots produce thfi effect of a regulttr/eu de pehtoH 
For this reaaon we have arranged in one volnme his fi' 
of mental musketry, to secure a simultaneous diachaKii 
The hint, perhaps, of right belongs to the ingenious Fiewu 

"We have left prefixed to each paper such iutroductot^ 
comlnents as at the time we indulged ill, with relerenoe t" 
contemporary oucurrencea— and, on looking back, we fin 
we have been on some occaaiona historical, on others pro 
pheticol, on some perhaps rhapsodical. This latter chiu " 
we hereby " confess and avoia," pleading the advice ■ 
example of Pliny the Younger: " Iptd varietale" aie I 
words, " tentamu9 efficfre vt alia aliia, qaiedam /ortatie a 
nibus pfaceant." This wouldappear to constitute the wholl 
theory of miscellaneous Writing 

We have hitherto had coDsiderahle difficulty in estatiliah' 
ing, to the satisfaction of refractory critics, the fact of oi 
author's death. People absurdly persist in holding him in tl 
light ofa living writer: hence a saa waste of wholesome advic 
which, if judiciously expended on some re claimable sinnei 
would, no doubt, fructify in due season. In his case 'tis i loss — Prout is a literary mummy ! Folks should look t( 
this: Lazarus will not come forth to listen to their stria 
hires ( neither, should they happen to be in a complimentatj; 
mood, will Samuel arise at the witchery of commenda 

Objects of art and virtii lose considerably by not bein 
viewed in their proper light ; and the common noonday ef 
gence is not the fittest for the right cont«mplation of cer 
eapi d' opera. Canova, we know, preferred the midnigb 
taper. Let, therefore, " «l /maris TeliqniU," {Phasd. lib. i 
fab. 22.) the dim penumbra of a sepulchral lamp shed i 
solemn influence over the page of Prout, and alone presidl 
at its perusal. 

Poatbumoua authorsbip posaeases infinite advantages j ani 
nothing BO truly serves a book as the writer's remova 
from the sphere or hemisphere of his readers. The "M 
nioirs of Captain Bock" were rendered doubly interestii 
by being dated from Sidney Cove. Byron wrote frofll 


e with increased effect. Nor can we nt all Hympatliiae 
Kith the exiled Ovid's plnintive utterance, " Sine me, liber, 
I urbem." His abaence from town, he must bare 
aiown, was a right good thing for his publisher under 
e pillars." Hut though distance be useful, death is uq* 
ut«tioDnblv better. Far off, an author is respected ; dead, 
e is beliJT^. Brtinetu*. amabitur. 

We were strutk with a practical application of thia dw- 
trine tocoaMnerwal euterprise, when wc last risited Paris. 
The 2d of Koveiuber, being " All Soula'-daj," hod drawn 
■ S oucouxse of melancholy people to Phre la CAaise, 
Kivea with the rest ; when our eye was arrested, in a 
k of thftt romantic nccropoha, bj the faint glimmering 
wf a deliciouB little lamp, a glow-worm of bronie, keeping 
wilenl and eentJnieQtal vigil under a modest um of black 
irble, inscribed thua ; — 

Ci-un FoFRSisB (Pian* Tiofcr), 

Invcntour btifeiS dea Umpea diles luu Sii 

BtuIbuI uni: reDtime d'huile i I'lieure. 

CoDtmue gon oontmerce, Bne >ui Ours, So, 19. 

EUf lait def euTOtB dam Un depATtemeDs. 

N^ oe pa* coufondre iTec In boutique en face B.T.i 

We had been thinking of purchasing an article of the 
a our return, we made it a point to pass the rue 
', and give our custom to the moimiiul Artemisia. 
Un entering the shop, a rubicund tradesman accosted ua ; 
but we intimated our wish to transact businesB with " the 
widow — hi veuve inconsolable." " BA, pardieu ! e'eat moi ! 
je euis, moi, Pierre Foumier, inTenteur, &c. : la eeatt 
We»l qv'ua tyiriMe, un taythe." We admired his ingenuity, 
and bought his lamp ; by the mild ray of which patent 
contrivance we have profitably puiBued our editorial laooura. 






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** At Covtnt Crarden a 9aered drama, on the story of 
Jephthoy conveying eolemm impresnonSf is fbohibited as a 
PBOFAKATIOK of the period of foBting and mortificatioH ! 
There U no d-oubt where the odium should foe — on the Lord 
Chamberlain or on the Bishop of Lostdon. Let some inteU 
ligent Member of Parliament bring the question before the 
House of Commons." 

Times. Feb. 20 and 21, 1834. 

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Etendait tea *irbm lou." — Gresssi. 
nniMu abound — &va1i prraohBM aro sent 
lu teasau of lait and Borrow ; 
loan it complete — for file preaphar is — Irtjot, 
Is hii •ennon De'a apt to horrow." 

AtSS. if tht iaie Tom lngold$!,y. 

RS bas bei-D thin sciutiu ia town a sad otitcry against 
Li-nt, For the first week the metropoiia waa ia a complete 
U|>Ti>ar at the suppression of the oratorio; and no act of 
authority sinw the fatal ordonnancea of Charlea X. bid 
fairer to revolutionise a capital than the itjeBsuge »eDt &oni 
Bishijp Blomfieid to Manager Bunn, That storm has 
happily blown over. The Cockneys, having fretted their 
idle hour, and vented their impotent ire through their 
' aafely- valve," the press, have resumed their cuatomary 
tmlm. The dramatic " murder of Jepbtba" is forgotten. 
In trulJi, after nL, there waa something due to local re- 
Eainisccncea ; aad when the present tenants of the " Gar- 


deo " recollect thut in by-gone days tbeee " deep solituda 
and avvful cells " were the abode of fanting and austerity 
they will not grudge the once-hallowed premisee to com 
niemorate in eober stillneBs the Wednesdays and Fridayi o 
Lent. But let that rest. An inAHngement on the &%edoD 
of theatricals, though in itself a grievance, will not, in 
likelihood, be the immediate cause of a coUTuleion in tl 
realms ; and it will probably require some more palpabli 
deprivation to arouse tlie sleeping energies of John BuU 
and to awake bis dormant anger. 

It was characteristic of the degeneracy of the Bomani 
that while they crouched in prostrate servility to each im? 
penal monster that awayed their destinies in successioa 
they never would allow their amusementB to be invaded 
nor tolerate a cessation of the sports of the amjibitbeatra 
so that even the despot, white he rivetted their uhaini 
would pause and ehudacr at the well-)cnowa ferocious c 
of '■ Panem et CiretRtn .'" Now, food and the drama sta 
relatively to each cither in very diSerent degrees of i 
portence in England; and while provisions are plentiful 
other matters have but a minor influence on the populu 
sensibilities. The time niaj? come, when, by the bunglioff 
measures of a Whig administration, brought to their fUlI 
maturity of mischiel by the studied neglect of the agricul- 
tural and shipping interests, the general disorganisation of 
the state-machinery at home, and the natural results ofi 
their intermeddling abroad, a dearth of the primary artir 
cles of domestic consumption may bring to the English' 
man's fireside the broad conviction of a misrule and mia 
management too long and too sluggishly endured. It maj 
then be too late to apply remedial measures withefficacyi, 
and the only resource left, may be, like Caleb Balderstoiw 
at Wolfs Crag, to proclaim " a general fast." When thai 
emergency ah^l arise, the quaint and origiuai, n^, son: 
times luminous and philosopbc, views of Father Front i 
the fast of Lent, may afford much matter for speculation 
the British public ; or, as Childe Harold says, 

"Much th»t may give ui pause, if pondered flltluglj." 

Before we brmg forward father Prout's lucubrations < 

' rnn lert. 3 

itfl grave subject, it roay be Allowable, by way of pre- 
ninaiy obaeifation, to remark, that, aa far as Lent is 
ntuemed. aa well indeed as in all other matters, " they 
ftDage tfaeee things differently abroad." In foreign 
mntries a carnival ia the appropriate prelude to abstemi- 
~ mess ; and folks get auch a surfeit of amusemeDt during 
! aatumalian da^i which precede its observance, that 
^y find a grstetul repose in the sedate quietude that 
lues. Tiic custom is a point of national taste, which 1 
ve to its own merits ; but whoever has resided on the 
lOntinent must have observed that all this bacchanalian 
ot suddenly terminates on Shrove Tuesday ; the fun and 
olic expire with the " brouf-gras -," and the shouts of the 
evellen, eo boisterous and incessant during the preceding 
eek, on Ash Wednesday are heard no more. A singular 
iremony in all the churches — that of sprinkling over the 
ineregatioD on that Wediiesday the pulverised embers of 
le Doughs of an evergreen (meant, I suppose, as an em- 
em and record of man's mortality) — appears to have the 
istantancouB efiect of turning tbeir thoughts into a dif- 
:«nt channel : the busy hum subsides at oni.« ; and leameU 
■amentators have found, in the fourth book of Virgil's 
}eorgic8, a prophetic allusion to this magit! operation : 

The non consumption of butchers' meat, and the substi- 
Aion of flab diet, is also a prominent feature in the coii- 
uiatal form of observing Lent ; and on tliis topic Father 
rout hai) been remarkably discursive, as will be seen on 
itiiaa\ of the following pages. To explain how I becnuie 
le depository of the reverend man's notions, and why he 
d not publish them in his lifetime (for, alas ! he is no 
ore — peace be to his ashes !) is a dutr which I owe the 
sder, and from which 1 am far from snriukiug. 1 admit 
M some apology is required for conveying the lucid and 
ied ideas of a great and good divine through the opaque 
: profiine medium that is now employed to bring them 
ler the public eye ; I account for it accordingly. 
am a youocer son. I belong to an ancient, but poor 
, dilapidated house, of which the patrimonial estate was 


barely enough for my elder ; hence, as my share resembled 
what is scientifically called an evanescent quantity, I was 
directed to apply to that noble refuge of unprovided genius 
— ^the bar ! To the bar, with a heavy heart and aching 
head, I devoted year after year, and was about to become a 
tolerable proficient in the black letter, when an epistle from 
Ireland reached me in Furnival's Inn, and altered my 
prospects materially. This despatch was from an old Ca- 
tholic aunt whom I had in that country, and whose house 
I had been sent to, when a child, on the speculation that 
this visit to my venerable relative, who, to her other good 
qualities, added that of being a resolute spinster, might 
determine her, as she was both rich and capricious, to make 
me her inheritor. The letter urged my immediate presence 
in the dying chamber of the Lady Cfresswell ; and, as no 
time was to be lost, I contrived to reach in two days the 
lonely and desolate mansion on Watergrasshill, in the vici- 
nity of Cork. As I entered the apartment, by the scanty 
light of the lamp that glimmered dimly, I recognised, with 
some difficulty, the emaciated form of my gaunt and withered 
kinswoman, over whose features, originally thin and wan, 
the pallid hue of approaching death cast additional ghastli- 
ness. By the bedside stood the rueful and unearthly form of 
Father Prout ; and, while the sort of chiaroscuro in which his 
figure appeared, half shrouded, half revealed, served to impress 
me with a proper awe for his solemn functions, the scene 
itself, and the probable consequences to me of this last 
interview with my aunt, afiected me exceedingly. I invo- 
luntarily knelt ; and while I felt my hands grasped by the 
long, cold, and bony fingers of the dying, my whole irame 
thrflled ; and her words, the last she spoke in this world, 
fell on my ears with all the effect of a potent witchery, 
never to be forgotten ! " Frank," said the Lady Cresswell, 
" my lands and perishable riches I have bequeathed to you, 
though you hold not the creed of which this is a minister, 
and I die a worthless but steadfast votary : only promise 
me and this holy man that, in memory of one to whom 
your welfare is dear, you will keep the fast of Lent while 
you live ; and, as I cannot control your inward belief, be at 
least in this respect a Boman Catholic : I ask no more." 
How could I have refused so simple an injunction ? and 


HriiBt junior member of the bar would not hold a good rental 
Kjr to easy a tenure ? In brief, 1 was pledgpil in tlint aolemti 
Boar to Father Pruut, anil to mv kiud and simple- hearted 
Kant, whoBe grave is in Batbcooney. and wUoae aoul is in 

W Diiriug niy short stay at Watet^raashill, (n wild and ro- 
Bnantic distrirt, oF whicli every brake aiid fell, every bog 
Kod qoagmire, ia well known to Crofton Croker — for it is 
Hie verr Jreai/ia of hiB fiirtionB), I formed an intiiaaey with 
Ipiia I'ather Andrew Front, the pastor of the uplivnd, and a 
Kiftn celebmttrd in the south of Ireland. Ke wna one of tbnt 
Bftire of pricBts now unfortunately eitinet, or very nearly 
Kt>. like the old breed of wolf-dogs, in the ieland : 1 allude 
^fe those of hJ9 order who were educated abroad, before the 
B^«neh revolution, and had imbibed, from associating with 
H^ polisbed and bigii-bom clergy of the old Gidlicmi chureL, 
M loftier range of thtiught, and a supenor delicaey of eenti- 
^bent. Henoe, in his evidence before the House of t.ords, 
V the elorions Dan " has not concealed the grnd^c he feel» 
Bcm'ards thoae elergymen, educat«d on the continent, who, 
Bcving witnessed the doings of the tannculottet in France, 
Bkve no fancy to a relienrsal of the same in Ireland. Of 
Kis elasH was Front, P.P. of WatiTgraaehill ; but hia real 
Kftlue was Terr faintly appreciated by his rudo flock : !ie 
Hru not underatood by his contemporaries ; his thoughts 
Hrrre not their thoughts, neither could be commune with 
■^dred suula on that wild mountain. Of his genealogy 
KtOtbiDg was ever known with certainty ; but in this he 
Knembled UelchizeJeki like Eugene Aram, he had excited 
■he moat intense ijiterest in the highest quarters, still did 
Bb fltudiously court retirement. He was thought by some 
ma be tkep in alchemy, like Friar Bacon ; but the gangers 
■brer even suspected Mm of distilling " potheen." He was 
^nowD t« have brought from France a spirit of the must 
BfcjTaltniia gallantly \ still, like Fi^qi^oq retired from the 
Hhirt ot Iiouis XIV., he shunned the attractions of the sex, 
Bbrtbe sake of his pastoral charge: but in the rigour of 

bb abstinence, and the frugality of his diet, be resembled 

no one, ami none kept Lent so strictly. 
Of bia gallantry one anecdote will be sufficient. The 

bahiunable Mrs. Pepper, with two female compamuus, 

6 TATHER PE0UT8 llLLl^Cl-S. 

travelling througb the county of Cork, Btopped for Divine 
service at the chapel of Watergraaahill (whii'n is on the big^ 
road DU the Dublin line), and entered its rude gate whui 
Prout was addreaaing bis congregation. His quick eye boO) 
detected hia fair visitaotB standing behind the motley crowd 
by whom they were totally unnoticed, so iutent were all oi 
the diacourae ; when, interrupting the thread of bis bomily; 
to procure suitable accommodation for the atrangera, 
" Boys !" cried the old roan, " why don't yo give thre 
chairs for the ladies ?" " Three cheers for the ladies !" rt 
echoed at once the parish -clerk. It was what might b 
termed a clerical, but certainly a yery natural, error ; an 
ao acceptable a proposal was suitably responded to by tha 
frieBe-eoated midtitude, whose triple shout shook the Tery 
cobwebs on the roof of the chapel! — after which slight in- 
cident, service was quietly resumed. 

He was extremely fona of angling ; a recreation which^ 
while it ministered to hia necessary relaxation from the toili 
of the misaion, enabled him to observe cheaply the fish die) 
imperative on fast days. For this, he had established hq 
residence at the mountain-source of a considerable brook, 
which, afl«r winding through tho pariah, joins the BUcIt* 
water at Fermoy ; and on its banks would he be found, 
armed with hia rod, and wrapt in his strange cassock, fit t« 
pereonate the river-god or presiding genius of the stream. 

His modest parlour would not ill become the hut of on^ 
of the fishermen of Galilee. A huge net in festoons cur* 
tained bis casement ; a salmon-spear, sundry rods, and fish'; 
ing-tackle, hung round the walls and over hia bookcaa^ 
which latter object was to him the perennial spring o| 
refined enjoyment. Still be would sigh tor the vast libraries 
of France, and her well-appointed scientific bolls, where ha 
had spent his youth, in converse with the firat litenur 
characters and most learned divines ; and once be directed 
my attention to what appeared to be a row of folio volumes 
Bl'the bottom of his collection, but which I found on trial 
to be ao many large etone-fli^, with parchment backs, bear- 
ing the appropriate title of Cobnblii X Lapide Opera qy^. 
extant oniiiiav by which semblance of that old Jeeuit'9 
commeutaries he consoled himself for the absence of the' 

Jjr APOLOQT roB tEST. 7 

Hia classic ncquiTcineDts were considerable, aa will appear 
"7 hiaesasy on Lent; and while tbey made him a, most in- 

^— ? eotnpnnioii, hi* unobtrusive merit left the most 

>!e impression. The general character of a cbnrcli- 
1 is eiognlarly improved by the tributary accomplisL- 
^ts of the scholar, and Itt'Cniture is like a pure gram of 
kraby'a incense in the golden censer of religion. Hia taete 
vr tbe fine arts was more genuine thanniii^ht be conjectureil 
roro tlie scanty specimenB that ndomeid hia apartment, 
though perfectly in keeping with his favourite sport ; for 
H>pre hung over the mantlepiece a print of Kaphacl'e cartoon 
the " Miraculous Draught ;" here, " Tobilh rescued by an 
Aueel from the Fiah ;" and there, " St. Anthony preaching 
to Ibe Fishes." 

With this learned Tbeban I held lon^ find senoua con- 
; on the nature of the antiquati^d obserranee I had 
!p1edge<! myself to keep np ; and oft have we discussed the 
foatter at'his frugal table, aiding our conferences with a 
plate of water-cresHcfl and a red herring. I have taken 
"Tpiooa notes of Father Front's leading topics ; and while I 
m Touch them as his genuine arguments, I will not be 
imswerable for the style ; which may poasiblj' be my own, 
BD<] probnhlv, like tbe subject, exceedingly jejune. 

I publish them in pure self-defence. 1 have been eo often 
ailed on to explain my peculiarities relative to Lent, that I 
iBust resort to tlie press for a riddance of my perBecutora. Tlie 
•prine. which exhilarates all nature, is to me but the herald 
igf tribulation ; for it is acconipanied in tbe Lent season with 
1 recurrence of a host of annoyances consequent on the 
tenure by which 1 hold my aunt's property. 1 have at last 
TMolvcd to state my case openlv ; and 1 trust that, taking 
im arms against a aea of troubles, I may by eipoaing end 
tnem. Po blessing comes unalloyed here below; there ia 
' a cankerworm in the roae ; a dactyl is sure to be mixed 
rilh a spondee in the poetry of life ; and, as Homer 
tmgs. there stand two urns, or crocks, beside the throne 
of Jove, from which he doles out alternate good and bad 
jifts to men, but mostly both together, 

1 grsnt, that to rppine at one's share of tbe common allot- 
Bent would indicate bad taste, and afford evidence of ill- 
kiunour: but atitl a passing insight into my case will prove 


it one of peculiar hardship. As regularly as dinner is 
announced, so surely do I know that my hour is come to be 
stared at as a disciple of Pythagoras, or scrutinised as a 
follower of the Venetian Comaro. I am "alien" at "feed- 
ing-time." To tempt me from my allegiance by the proffer 
of a turkey's wing, to eulogise the sirloin, or dwell on the 
haut ffoUt of the haunch, are among my friends* (?) practical 
sources of merriment. To reason with them at such unpro- 

Eitious moments, and against such fearful odds, would be a 
opeless experiment ; and I have learned from Horace and 
from Father Prout, that there are certain mollia temporoj 
fandij which should always be attended to : in such cases I 
chew the cud of my resentment, and eke out my repast on 
salt-fish in silence. None will be disposed to question mj 
claim to the merit of fortitude. In vain have I been sum- 
moned by the prettiest lisp to partake of the most tempting 
delicacies. I have declined each lady-hostess's hospitable 
offer, as if, to speak in classic parlance, Canidia tractavit 
dapes; or, to use the vernacular phraseology of Moore, as if 

" The trail of the serpent was over them alL*' 

Hence, at the club I am looked on as a sort of rara avis , 
or, to speak more appropriately, as an odd fish. Some have 
spread a report that I have a large share in the Hungerford 
Market ; others, that I am a Saint Simonian. A feUow of 
the Zoological Society has ascertained, forsooth, from certain 
maxillary appearances, that I am decidedly of the class of 
t^duofayotf with a mixture of the herbivorous. When the 
truth is known, as it will be on the publication of this 
paper, it will be seen that I am no phenomenon whatever. 

My witty cousin, Harriet B., will no longer consider me 
a fit subject for the exercise of her ingenuity, nor present 
me a copy of Gray's poems, with the page turned down at 
"An Elegy on a Cat drowned in a tub of Gold Fishes." She 
will perhaps, when asked to sing, select some other aria 
besides that eternal barcarolle, 

" O pescator dell' onda, 
Yieni pescar in quk 

and if I happen to approach the loo-table, she will not think 



Q neceteATV to Liiution the old dowagers to tuke cnre 
!«• A no* poitiont. When last I gitpped witli Fatlier 
a the ere of my departure from ^Vatei^nie^iiiU (luid 
9 uulr comjtare my reniiulscences of that clussic biwquet 
"RUOjilioD'a account of the aviuposion of PlaloJ, ■' Toung 
nan," said he, " vou li&da goodaimt in the Lady Oresawell; 
ind if you thougiit as we do, that the orisone of kindred and 
hends caobenelit the dead, you eliould pray for Iter na long 
13 yoo lire. But you belong to a different creed— dillif rent, 
I mean, as to thia particular point ; for, as a whole, your 
Aurch of England Vars a close resemblance to ours of 
Kom<'. The daughter will ever inherit the leadin^r I'eaturet 
£the mother ; and thougli in your eyes the fresh uod un- 
^bnvd fa«ciaatioiiit of the new faith may fling into the 
e the more matronly graces of the old, Homewhat on the 
acrpte of Horace, inatre pulckrH JiUn puhhrior ! still 
)ur sncieiit worahip many and potent charms. I could 
dly dwell on the historic recoUectiona lliat pmblaKon 
f escutcbeoin, the pomp and pageantry of her gorgeous 

1 me, reverend friend, 1 interposed, lest he should 
Krge. as waa hia habit, into Bome long-winded argument, 
KiKn to tha topic on which I sought to be informed, — 1 
^not utulervaliie the matronly graces of your venerable 
: but (pointing to the remnant of what had been a 
(dberring) let ub tidK of her fish-diet and fiist days, 
"Aj, you are right there, eliilJ," resumed Prout ; " I per- 
■> iihere my panegyric must end — 

'Dounit JnjHfmn mulier formoM aupprni? !' 

■ will get a famous badgering in town when you are 
'id out to have foraworn the flesh-pots ; and Lent wiU be 
. hI KiuoD for you among the Egyptians. But you need 
ll be unprovided with plausible reasons for your abstinence, 
a the sterling considerations of the rental. Notwith- 
g that it has been said or sung by your Lord Byron, 


still that noble poet (I speak from tbe record of his life t 
habits furnished ua by Moore) habitually eschewed aniii 
food, detested gross feeders, and in hie own case lived niai 
Irugally, I might even say ascetically ; and this abstemlou 
ness he practised from a refinement of choice, for ht h 
registered no tow to heaven, or to a, maiden aunt, 13 
observance will no doubt prove a trial of fortitude ; but t 
your part at the festive board, were you so criminal ai t 
transgreBS, would not the spectre of the Lady " 
like the ghost of Banquo. rise to rebuke you ? 

''And besides, these days of fasting are of the most n 
antiquity ; thejf are referred to as being in vogne at the fi. 
general council that legislated for Christendom at Nice, i 
Bitbyuia, ad. S25 : and the subsequent aasembly of bisht^ 
Ht Laodicea ratified the institution &.n. 364. Its disciplu 
la fuUv developed in the classic pages of the accomplishe 
Tert,ullian, in the second century (Tract, dej^uniu). I m 
no more. These are what Edmund Burke would call 'giw 
and reverend authorities,' and, in the silence of Holy vfa 
may go aa historic evidence of primitive Christianity ; bi 
if you press me, I can no more show cause under the prop 
hand and seul of nn apostle for keeping the fast on " 
days, than I coo for keeping the Sabbath on Sunday. 

" I do not choose to notice that sort of criticism, in i 
dotage, that would trace the custom to the well-know 
avocation of the early disciples : though that they y 
fishermen is most true, and that even after they had b 
raised to the apostolic dignity, they relapsed occasional 
into the innocent pursuit of their primeval calling, sti 
haunted the shores of the accustomed lake, and love 
to disturb with their nets the crystal surface of Genm 

" Lent is t^n institution which should have been long sii 
rescued from the cobwebs of theology, and restored to t 
domain of the political economist, for there is no prasp) 
of arguing the matter in a ftur spirit among conflictii 
divines ; and, of all things, polemics are the most stale U 
unprofitable. Loaves and fishes have, in all ages of tl 
church, had charms for us of the cloth ; yet how few woul 
confine their frugal bill of fare to mere loaves and fisha 
So far Lent may be considered a stumbling-block. ~ 


bere I diRiniaa theology ; nor ehall Z further trespass on 
your paitienw by angling for arguments in tho muddy stream 
of church history, as it rolls )ta troubled wntera orer the 
middltf ttgee. 

** Your black-letter acquirements, I doubt not, are cou* 

ndnvble ; but have you adverted to a claune iu Queea 

Bixabeth'fl en&rtment for the improvement of the shipping 

I intereats id the year 15)31 ? You vill, I believe, tiad it to 

I ran thus : 

"v*«»o So Elii. cap. V. $eet. 11: — 'And for encrease of 
provision of fishe by the more usual eating thereof, hee it 
ftirther eoacted, that from the feast of St. Mighell th'arcli- 
angell, ano. Dui. fiftene liundreth threescore foure, every 
Wedneedsye in every weeke through the whole yere shal 
be hereafter observed and kepto as the Saturdays in every 
wceke be or ought to be ; and that no person shal eat any 
flcKhe DO more than on the common Saturdays. 

Stet. 12. — 'And bee it further enacted by th'auctoritee 
aforesaid, for the commoditie and beniRt of this realme, as 
well to growe the navie aa in sparing and encreaae of fleshe 
rictual, that from and after the feast of Pentecost next 
coming, yt shall not be lawful for any p'aon to eat any fleshe 
upon ouy days now usually observed as flsh-dnys; and that 
any p'eon offending herein sbaL forfeite three powndea for 
ever? tyme.' 

" 1 do not attach so much importance to the act of iier 
royal successor, James I„ who in IGia issued a proclama- 
tion, reminding his English subjects of the obligatiiiu of 
keeping Lent ; because bis Majesty's object is clearly ascer- 
tained t-o have been to encourage the traffic of his country- 
miea the Scutch, who had just then embarked largely in the 
herring trade, and for whom the thrifty Stuart was aniious 
to secure n monopoly in the British markets. 

" But when, in 1627, I find the chivalrous Charles I., your 
mnrtynid king, sending forth from the banque ting-room of 
Whitehall his royal decree to the same etfect. I am at a loss 
tu trace his inotives. It is known that Archbishop Laud's 
advice went to the effect of reinstating many customa of 
Cstholicity ; but, from a more diligent consideration of tho 
uibjcct, I am more inclined to think that the king wished 
, by thi» display of austere practices, to soothe and 

12 TiTnER PEorT'B BELliJClB. 

conciliate tbe Puritanical portiuu of lila subjects, whom 
religioiifl notions were Bupposed (I know not how justly) tl 
have a tendency to Belf-denial and the mortification of Ifal 
flesh. Certaui it is, that the Calvinists and Boundimd 
were greater larouritea at Billingsgate than the high-cburd 
party ; from which we may conclude that they consume 
more Hah. A fact corroborated by the contemporary teettr 
mony of Samuel Butier, who says that, when the great 
struggle commenced, 

' Eneb SBherwomim loclicd her fish up, 
And trudged abroad lo cry, No BisUop !" 

" I will only remark, in furtherance of my own views, thit 
the king's beefeaters, and the gormandising Cavaliers d 
that period, could never stand in fair fight against the 
tere and fasting Cromwelltana. 

" It is a vulgar error of your countrymen to con 
valour with roast beef, or courage with ptum-puddinj 
There esista no such association ; and I wonder this u&tioni 
mistake lias not been duly noticed by Jeremy Bcntbam i 
his ' Book of Fallncies.' As soon might it be presumed thl 
the pot-bellied Falstaff, faring on venison a.ud sack, routi 
overcome in prowess Owen Glendower, who, I suppose, let 
on leeks ; or that the lean and emaciated Cassiue was not i 
better soldier than a well-known sleek and greasy rogB 
who fled from the battle of Philippi, and, as he Uimse 
unblushingly tells the world, left his buckler behind him 
' Relictd non bme parmvld.'' 

" I cannot contain my bile when I witness the mode i 
which the lower orders in your country abuse the Preocfa 
for whom they have found nothing in their Anglo-SaxM 
vocabulary so espressive of contempt as the terra ' frog 
eater.' A Frenchman is not supposed to be of the 9xan 
flesh and blood as themselves ; nut, like the water-snokt 
described in the Georgtcs— 

* PiBcibiu atmin, 
ImprobuB ingluTiom r&uUque ioquocibui Implet.' 

Hence it ia carefully instilled into the infant mind (wl 
the young idea is taught how to shoot), that you won thi 
victories of Poitiers and Agincourt mainly by the superio 
rity of your diet. In hewing down the ranks of the foeman, 

tat iPOMar ro» lest. 

»A of tl»e Englieh army's tiui.-wm is of course attributed 
the dexterous manaf^ement of l)ieir crass-bills, but eun- 
JOTabl; more to their bill of tire. If I could reaeon witli 
ich iimpletooa, 1 would refer ttiem to tlie recordB of the 
nmiaeariat deimrtment of that day, and open to tLeir 
lew gSM the folio vii. of Kymer's Failfra, where, in the 
einii year of Edward III,, i.D. X338, at page 1021, they 
iu!d find, that preiHouB to the victory of Creasy there were 
ipped »t Purtsuiuuth, for the use of these gaUunt troops, 
ly tons of Yarmoulh kernngt. 8uch were the supplies 
tllitT unusual now ia the cootracts al Somerset House) 
hich enabled Edward and bin valiant sou to drivt- the hunts 
France before them, and roll on the tide of war till the 
*-er8 of Paris yielded to the mighty torrent. After a 
■aty rena«t on such simple diet, might the Black Prince 
tpropnatdy addreas bis girded knights in Shakespearian 

The enemy sorely grudged them their supplies. For it 
ipears by the chromcka of Euguerrand ue Mouptrellet, 
e continuator of Frotssart, that in 1420, while the English 
iww besieging Orleana, the Duke of Bedford sent from his 
id-quartert', Paris, on the Ash Wednesday of that jear, 
If bundred i-nrts kdeu nitli berringfi, for the use of the 
np during I«nt, when n party of French noblemen, viz. 
lititntillr. I.abire, De la Tour de Chavigny, and the Che- 
ier de Lafayette (ancestor of the revolutionary Tcteran), 
le a desperate effort to intercept the convoy. But the 
^iifih detachment, under whose safeguard was this pre- 
lUB deposit, fought firo nris et focit in its defence, und the 
ntibuita were routed with the loss of six score knights and 
lUch plebeian slaughter. Bead Bapin's occouot of the 
*" iv, which was thence called ' lajoumte drs hamgt.^ 
What M-hoolboy is ignorant of the fact, that at the eve 
the battle of Hastings, which gave to your Norman an- 
tora tbe conquest of the island, the conduct of theAnelo- 
itoua was strongly contrasted with that of the invaders 
m J^Buee ; for while in Harold's eamp the besotted na- 
w Rpent the night in revelling and gluttony, the Norman 


cbivalry gave their time to fastiog and devotion. — (Galil' 
tmil/i, A.D, 1066.) 

" It has not escaped the penetrating miud of the sagocioiu 
BuffoD, in hia views of man aud man's propensities (which^ 
after all, are the proper study of mankind), that a predilec- 
tion for light food and epare diet has always been thft 
characteriatic of the Celtic and Eastern races ; wbile thft 
Teutonic, the Sclavonian, and Tartar branches of the hmnatt 
fiiniily betray an aboriginal craving for heavy meat, and an 
gross feeders. In many countries of Europe there has been 
a slight amalgamation of blood, and the iuteraatioDsl pedi* 
gree in parts of the Continent has become perplexed and 
doubtful : but the most obtuse observer can see that ths 
phlegmatiu habits of the Prussians and Butch argue & dit 
ferent genealogical oiigia from that which produced tht 
lively ^Espositioa of the tribes of southern Europe. Tha 
best specimens extant of the genuine Celt are the Oreek^ 
the Arabians, and the Irish, tJl of whom are temperate i 
Ibeir food. Among European denominations, in proportion 
as the Celtic infusion predominates, so in a corresponding; 
ratio is the national character for abstemiousness. Nor 
would 1 thus dwell on an otherwise uninteresting specula^ 
tion, were I not about to draw a corollary, and shew hoW 
these secret influences became apparent at what is called 
the great epoch of the Beformation. The latent tendencj 
to escape from feating observances became then reveole^ 
and what bad lain dormant for ages was at once developed* 
The Tortar and Sclavonic breed of men flung off the yok^ 
of Borne; while the Celtic races remained faithful to t' 
successor of the ' Fishermau,' and kept Lent. 

" The Hollanders, the Swedes, the Saxons, the Prusaian^ 
and in Oermany those circles in which the Gothic blool 
run heaviest and most stagnant, hailed Luther as a delivered 
from salt fish. The fatted calf was killed, bumpers cf 
ale went round, and Popery went to the dogs. Half Kuropo 
followed the impetus given to free opinions, and the con- 
genial impulse of the gastric juice ; joining in refomij 
not because they loved Rome less, but because thev Iotm 
substantial fare more. Meantime neighbours differed. Tfas 
Dutch, dull and opaque aa their own Zuidersee, growled de- 
fiance at the Vatican when tlieir food was to be eoatrolled t 


, being a shade neiLrer to the Celtic fnmiiy, 
MbauHcd tu the fast. While Hamburg clung to ita iff/, 
and Westphalia preserved her Aaau, Munich and Bavaria 
adhered to the Pop^ anil to sour-erout with deBperate 
lidclitT. As to the CoBBuokB, and nil that set of northern 
mnrnuderB, thev nerer kept Lent at any time ; uud it nould 
be amnt folly to expect thiit the boreeinen of the river 
Don, and the Esqiiininux of the polar latitudes, would think 
of restricting their ravenous propeuaitieH in a Christian 
fnshiijQ : the very syatem of cookery adopted by these 
terrible hordes would,' 1 fear, have given Dr. Kitehiner a fit 
of cholera. The npparatiia is graphically described by 
Samnel Butler; I wiif indulge jou with part of the (juo- 

'For like thtir eounCryinen the Huna, 
Thejf itew their nie*l Under t 

All day ou lionea' bnclis they slraddte, 
Then ererj man cats up his eaddie !' 

A atnuige process, no doubt : but not without some sort of 
precedeot la cIbmic records ; for the Latin poet introduces 
voung lulna at a picnic, in the >^eid, eicloiming — 

" Tq Kugland. as the inbabitnnts are of a miied descent, 
and as there has ever been a disrelish for any alteration in the 
habitfl and fireside traditions of the country, the fish diLvn 
were remembered long after every Popish observance had 
become obsolete ; and it was not until 1608 that butchers' 
loeat finaUv established ita ascendency in Lent, at the 
arrival of tlie Dutchman. We have seen the exertions of 
Ihe Tudor dynasty under Elizabeth, and of the house of 
Stuart under James I. and Charles I., to keep up these 
liuta. which had flourished in the days of the Flantasenets, 
which the Heptarchy had revered, which Alfred and Canute 
bad ecnipulonaly observed, and which had come down poai- 
tirely recommended by the Venerable Bede. William III. 
gave ft death-blow to I^ent. Until then it had lingered 
imopg the threadbare curates of the coiintiy, exlrema ptt 

t HwUbru, Cutto a. L 275. 


illos excedens terris vestigia fecitf having been long before 
exiled from the gastronomic hall of both UniTersities. Bui 
its extinction was complete. Its ghost might still remain, 
flitting through the land, without corpox^ or ostensible 
form ; and it vanished totally with the fated^ star of the 
Pretender. It was William who conferred tlie honour of 
knighthood on the loin of beef; and such was the progress 
of disaffection under Queen Anne, that the folks, to mani- 
fest their disregard for the Pope, agreed that a certain ex- 
tremity of the goose should be denominated his nose ! 

''The indomitable spirit of the Celtic Irish preserved 
Lent in this country unimpaired ; an event of such import- 
ance to England, that I shall dwell on it by and by m<»e 
fully. The Spaniards and Portuguese, although GK>thic and 
Saracen blood has commingled in the pure current of their 
Phoenician pedigree, clung to Lent with characteristic 
tenacity. The Gallic race, even in the days of CsBsar, were 
remarkably temperate, and are so to the present day. The 
French very justly abhor the gross, carcase-eating propen- 
sities of John Bull. But as to the keeping of I^nt, in an 
ecclesiastical point of view, I cannot take on myself to 
vouch, since the ruffianly revolution, for their orthodoxy in 
that or any other religious matters. They are sadly defiant 
therein, though still delicate and refined in their cookeiy, 
like one of their own artistes, whose epitaph is in Pto la 
Chaise — 

' Ci git qui d^ Vige le plus tendre 

Inventa la aauee Robert ; 
Mais jamais il ne put apprendre 
Ni son credo ni son pater* 

" It was not so of old, when the pious monarchs of France 
dined publicly in Passion week on fasting fare, in order to 
recommend by their example the use of fish — when the 
heir-apparent to the crown delighted to be called a dolphvn 
— and when one of your own kings, being on a visit to 
France, got so fond of their lamprey patties, that he died of 
indigestion on his return. 

'' Antiquity has left us no document to prove that the 
early Spartans kept certain days of abstinence ; but their 
black broth, of which the ingredients have puzzled the 


Iranied, must liave been a fitting substitute for the soup- 
maigrf of our L«Dt, ninee it I'equired a hard run on the 
Imnltii vf tbe Eurotns tii make it somewhat palatable. At 
all eriiitB. tlaeir great inwgiver wua nn eminent ascetic, aod 
apfilieil UimBelf much tu restrict the diet of his hardy couq- 
trrmeii ; asd if il ia certain that there existed a mystic 
bond Gf union among the 300 Laced em oniana who etood in 
the gap of Thennopylw. it aasuredly was not a beef-ateak 
club n( vrhii'h Lconidaa was president. 

"Tbe Athenians were too cultivated n people not to 

anpreeiate the value of periodical days of self-denial and 

■1>at«Tnioiisnf88. Accordingly, on the eve of i.'ertain fea- 

tiTals. they fed esclusively on figs and the honey of Muunt 

Hytncttus. Plutarch expressly tella us that a solemn fa^t 

jircc*(Jeil the celebration of tlie Tliermophorin ; thence 

tcnned itjonia. In Itiokiiig over the works of tbe great 

oeographer Strabo (lib. liv.), I find sufGcient erideuce of 

BWe respect paid ta^>A by the inhabitants of a distinguished 

Bfireek city, in which that erudite author says the arrival of 

^mK fishing-smocks in the harbour was announced joyfully 

^k aounding the "tocsin;" and that the musicians in the 

^■pblic pt»»i were left abruptly by the crowd, whenever the 

^ki UtOfd for the tiaJe of tbe herrings : xi^a^cgilAu iviAuxnifiitau 

^HatC /tn axftai^ai Tatvai- Hi it a xwJut o xorix ritv t-^^ie^inXiai 

^Ht«{iiM larctXprsiTff aTiXitii cm ra o^ot. A custom to which 

^Biilnrch also refers in his Symposium of Plato, lib. iv. cap. 

HL ^iii c^i i^9-jo<rv>.iaii aittiiiaarai xai rou xwiiarei e^i>i; 

B "That practicttfl similar to our I<eat existed among the 
pBixium*, Buty be gathered from various sources. In OVid'a 
I /<a«fi (not with si an ding the title) I find notlnug : but from 
fttfie reU4{uos of old sacerdotal memorials collected by 
■KephAno Morcclli, it nppcnrs that Xuma fitted himsf'lf by 
^■■tiilg for ail interview with the niysteriouB inmate of 
^Eeh«'« grotto. Ltvy tells iis that the decemvirs, on 
^K Dceumuce of certain prodigies, wore instrncted by a 
^Etf of the Bcmate to consult the Sibylline books; and 
^b resolt was the cst.iblishmetit of a fast in honour of 
^^ma, to bo obwrred perjietuolly every fi\e years. It is 
^Kd to tcU wbether Humee is in joke or lu eanieat 
V > See TniiLiUlion in Bahu'a Strabo, Vol. iii. p. 37. 



when he introduces a vow relative to these days of 

penance — 

* Frigida si pueruin quartana reliquerit illo 
Man^ die quo tu mdieii p^unia nudus 
In Tyberi stabit !' Serm, lib. iL sat 8. T. 290. 

But we are left in the dark as to whether they observed their 
fasts by restricting themselves to lentils and vegetable diet, 
or whether fish was allowed. On this interesting point 
we find nothing in the law9 of the twelve tables. HoweTcr, 
a marked predilection for herbs, and such frugal fiure, was 
distinctive of the old Eomans, as the very names of the 
principal families sufficiently indicate. The Eabii, for in> 
stance, were so called from faha, a bean, on which simple 
aliment that indefatigable race of heroes subsisted for many 
generations. The noble line of the Lentuli derive theur 
patronymic from a favourite kind of lentil, to which they 
were partial, and from which Lent itself is so called. The 
aristocratic Pisoes were similarly circumstanced ; for their 
family appellation will be found to signify a kind of yetches. 
Scipio was titled from cepe, an onion -^ and we niay trace 
the surname and hereditary honours of the great Itoman 
orator to the same horticultural source, for cicer in Latin 
means a sort of pea ; and so on through the whole nomen- 

" Hence the Eoman satirist, ever alive to the follies of his 
age, can find nothing more ludicrous than the notion of the 
Egyptians, who entertained a religious repugnance to yege* 
table fare : 

* Porrilun et oepe nefas riolare et frangere monu, 
O sanctaa gentes !' Jut. Sat. 16. 

And as to fish, the fondness of the people of his day for such 
food can be demonstrated from his fourth satire, where he 
dwells triumphantly on the capture of a splendid tunny in 
the waters of the Adriatic, and describes the assembling cl 
a cabinet council in the ^'Downing Street" of Bome to 
determine how it should be properly cooked. It must be 
admitted that, since the Whigs came to office, although they 

* Here Prout is in error. Seipio means a **walking-6tick," and com* 
memorates the filial piety of one of the gtna ConUUa^ who went about 
constantlj supporting hu tottering aged &ther.<— >0. Y. 



hsTe had many a pretty kettle of ftsh to deliberate upon, thej 
faaT« Bbown uotbuig liolf no digniiied or rational in tbeif 

tRioua iu the imperial privy couucil of Domitiati. 
The nugniliceDce displayed by the moaters of the world 
ettiugiip fiah-ponda is a fa«t which every aeboothoy has 
at, aa irell as that occaeioniilly the murana were treated to 
luxury of a tlave or twu, flung in alive for their nutri- 
meut. The celebrity which the maritime yillasof Baiffi ob- 
taioed lor that tashionable watering-place, is a further argu- 
awat iu jKiint ; and we know that when the reprobate Verres 
was driven into eiile by the brilliant declamation of Cicero, 
he cutiaolt-d himself at Marseilles over a local ditth of Anguilla 
i la MarteiUaiie. 
" Simplicity and good taste in diet gradually dechning in 
Up Boninn empire, the ginuitic frame of the colossus itaelf 
Bfcw hastened to decay. It burst of ita own plethory. The 
VnUnple of the degenerate court had pervaded the provincea ; 
*nd looa the whofe bodf politic reeled, aa after a surfeit of 
' ■baocherr. Viteliins liad gormaudieed with vulgar glut- 
'iit ; the Emperor Maiiminus was a living sepukhre, where 
'iinle becatouibs of butchers' meat were dady entombed ;' 
wd DO R)odem keeper of a tnilt d'kSte could stand a suc- 
CMsion if such guests aa Heliogaholua. Oibhon, whoae 

e^netrattng eye nothing has escaped in the causes of the 
ecline and Fall, notices tiiia vile propensity to overfeeding ; 
and shows that, to reconstruct tiie nughty system of 
ilominioD enlabliebed by the rugg«<d republicans (the Fabii, 
llie [^ntnli, and tbe Pisoes), nothing but a bond fide return 
to simplij fare and homely pottnge could be effectual. The 
ft|nt was duly acted on. Tbe Popes, frugal and abstemious, 
Bpeende^ the vacant throne of the Caasara. and ordered Lent 
Hpl^e observd! throughout the eastern and weetem world. 
fc "The Iheorj- of fasting, and its practical appUcation, did 
«anil'-T» in that emergency. It renovated the rotten cou- ijf Europe — it tamed the hungry hordes of despe- 
rate eaiiigL-s that rushed down with a war-whoop on the 
u«lral« ruina of the empire — it taughf them self-control, 
i gave them a mosterdom over their barbarous propcnsi- 
—it did mure, it originated civilisation and commerce. 
hit i» mhI tlinl in it ein^le da; he could devoor fori; paimda otmMl 
■ diinl &a Biciphon of wiuc 


*' A few straggling fishermen built huts on the flats of the 
Adriatic, for the convenience of resorting thither in Lent, 
to procure their annual supply of fish. The demand for that 
article became so brisk and so extensive through the vast 
dominions of the Lombards in northern Italy, that from a 
temporary establishment it became a permanent colony in 
the lagunea. Working like the coral insect under the seas, 
with the same unconsciousness of the mighty result of their 
labours, these industrious men for a century kept on en« 
largins^ their nest upon the waters, till their enterprise be- 
came lully developed, and 

' Venice Bat in state, throned on a hundred isles.* 

" The fasting necessities of France and Spain were minis- 
tered to by the rising republic of G^enoa, whose origin I 
delight to trace from a small fishing town to a mighty em- 
porium of commerce, fit cradle to rock (in the infant Co- 
lumbus) the destinies of a new world. Few of us have 
turned our attention to the fact, that our favourite fish, the 
John Dory, derives its name from the Genoese admiral, 
Doria, whose seamanship best thrived on meagre diet. Of 
Anne Chovy, who has given her name to another fish found 
in the Sardinian waters, no record remains ; but she was 
doubtless a heroine. Indeed, to revert to the humble her- 
ring before you, it^ etymology shews it to be well adapted 
for warlike stomachs, heer (its German root) signifying an 
army. In England, is not a soldier synonymous with a 
lobster ? 

" In the progress of maritime industry along the shores of 
southern, and subsequently of northern Europe, we find a 
love for freedom to grow up with a fondness for fish. Enter- 
prise and liberty flourished among the islands of the Archi- 
pelago. And when Naples was to be rescued from thraldom, 
it was the hardy race of watermen who plied in her beau- 
teous bay, that rose at Freedom's call to effect her deliverance, 
when she basked for one short hour in its full sunshine under 
the gallant Masaniello. 

'* As to the commercial grandeur, of which a constant 
demand for fish was the creating principle, to illustrate its 
importance, I need only refer to a remarkable expression of 

is iP(iLOor FOR LisT, 21 

lliat dorp poHlii-iaii, and exceetliiiylj- clever economist, 

CharUw Vt wlien, oii a progress tliruugb a part of bis do- 

Lminiuna, oo nbii'h the bud at that period never went down, 

■ tiB happened to pass througii Amsterdam, in cotnpanj with 
P tiw Quren of Hungary : on that occaeion, being compli- 
' IiU9it«d in the usual form by the burgomasterB of nia faith- 
ful city, lie asked lo see the mausoleum of John Bachalen, 
the famuus herring-baireler ; but when told that his grave, 
Ftmple and unadorned, lay in his native island in the Zuyder- 
we, ' What!' cried the illustrious visitor, 'ia it thus that Div 
people of the NetherlanilB shew their gratitude to so grent 
a man ? Know ye not that the foundiitiona of Amsterdam 
aie laid on herriug-boDes 't' Their majesties went on a pil- 
j^nsago to his tomb, na is related by S\r Hugh Wiiloughby 
in bis •ilistorieof Fishes.' 

" It would lie of immense advantage to these countries 
wtn> i*e to returo unaniuiously to the ancient practiee, and 
r reitow to the full eitent of their wiae policy the laws of 
m Htubetfa. The revival of Lent is the sole remedy for tije 
IvBUional complaints on the decline of the ehippiog interest. 
K'tbe sole (Tsy to meet the outcry about corn-laws. Inst^iad 
Kvf Sir, Attwood's project for a change of currency, ilr. 
■"Wilmut Hortiiu's panacea of emigration, and Miss Marti- 
Knesu'i preventive check. rc-ena«t Lent. But mark, I do 
KMOt go Ml far M to ray that by this means all and every- 
■tlling doaitsble can be accomplisbed, nor do I undertake by 

■ It to pay off the national debt — though the Lords of the 
nlVeB>ury miglit learn that, when the disciples were at a Josb 
P^ c!i«el tiie demand of tai-colle«tora iu their day, they 
■MUKbt a tish, and found in its gills sufficient to satisfy the 
Herroue. (.S7. MaftArw. chap, xrii.) 

L " Of all tho varied resources of this great empire, the 
^fasat important, in a national point of view, has long been 
^Kv portion of capital nQoat in the merchantmen, and 
^Bt •trength invested in the navy of Great Britain. True, 
^^fe Bnliib thunder has too long slept under a sailur-kiug, 
^^M uodi-r K) mauy galling national insults ; and it were 
^^ul ttm« to say that it shall no longer sleep' on in the 
^Kkve where Sir James Qmbam has laid it. But my xon- 
^^kn ia principally for the alarming depression of our oier- 
^^BBla' prvipertj in vessels, repeatedly proved in evidence 



before your House of Commons. Poulett Thomson is right 
to call attention to the cries of the shipowners, and to that 
dismal howling from the harbours, described by the prophet 
as the forerunner of the fall of Babylon. 

" The best remedial measure would be a resumption of 
Hsh-diet during a portion of the year. Talk not of a resump- 
tion of cash payments, of opening the trade to China, or of 
finding a north-west passage to national prosperity. Talk 
not 01 * calling spirits from the vasty deep,' when yon neg- 
lect to elicit food and employment for thousands from its, 
exuberant bosom. Visionary projectors are never withoat 
some complex system of beneficial improvement ; but I 
would say of them, in the words of an Irish gentleman who 
has lately travelled in search of religion, 

' They may talk of the nectar that sparkled for Helen — 
Theirs is a fiction, but this is reality.' 


Demand would create supply. Flotillas would issue from 
every sea-port in the spring, and ransack the treasures o( 
the ocean for the periodical market : and the wooden walls 
of Old England, instead of crumbling into so much rotten 
timber, would be converted into so many huge wooden 
spoons to feed the population. 

" It has been sweetly sung, as well as wisely said, by a 
genuine English writer, that 

' Full many a gem of purest ray serene 

The dark, un&thom*d caves of ocean bear.* 

To these undiscovered riches Lent would point the national 
eye, and direct the national energies. Very absurd would 
then appear the forebodings of the croakers, who with some 
plausibility now predict the approach of national bankruptcy 
and famine. Time enough to think of that remote contin- 
gency when the sea shall be exhausted of its live bullion, 
and the abyss shall cry ' Hold, enough !' Time enough to 
fear a general stoppage, when the run on the Dopger Bank 
shall have produced a failure— when the shoals of the teem* 
ing north shall have refused to meet their engagements in 
the sunny waters of the south, and the dra^s of the net 
shall have been dishonoured. 
-^ '< I admire Edmund Burke ; who in his speech on Amen- 

COttCiliAtion, haa an argtimentum piscalorium quite to tii; 
f. Tollt ! itge .' 

Ab to the wealtli wbich these colonies liave ilorived 
torn the e«a b^ their fisheries, you had all that matter fuUr 

rued at your bar. Tou surely thought these acquisitioiia 
iratue ; for they evcu seemed to extite your envy. And 
: the Bpint witn which that enteqiriiiing employment has 
m Bxerei*ed ought rather, in my opinion, to have raised 
ir eotceni and udmiratioii. And pray, sir, vhat in the 
rid is equal to it ? Look at the manner in which tht- 
)ple of Sew England have carried on their fishery. 
Chile ve follow them among the tumbling mountains uf 
penetrating into the deepest recesses of Hudson's 
r ; while we «re looking for them beneath the arctic 
iircle, we hear that they nave pierced into the opposite 
igtuu uf polar cold. — that tliey are at the antipodes, and 
Imaged under the acrpent of the south. Falkland 
laud, wliich seemed too remote and romautic an object for 
e grasp of national ambition, is but a stage aud restmg 
■ce in the progress of their victorious industry. Nor is 
be e<]tiinoctiaI beat more discouraging to them than the 
Drumulfttvtl winter of both the piSes. We know, that 
rhilc some of tbem draw the line and strike the harpoon 
n the coast uf .U'rica, others run the longitude, find pursue 
heir gigantic gnnie along the shores of Brazil ; no sen thnt 
p tu)t rexed by their fisheries, no climate that is not wiluesit 
D their toils !' 
"Such glorious imaginings and beatific dreams would (I 
esk advisedly) be realised in these countries by Leut'ii 
igic spell ; and 1 have no doubt that our patriot King, 
e patruu of .no many very questionable reforms, will see 
e propriety of restoring the laws of Elizabeth in this 
r. Stanislaus, the late pious king of Lorraine, so endeared 
dlDself to his subjects in general, and market-gardeners in 
articobir, by his sumptuiu'y regulations respecting vege- 
ible diet in Lent, that in the hortut ticeva of Nancy his 
' ■ been placed, with an appropriate inscription :— 

** A Ktmilar compliment would await his present Majesty 


Willinm IV. from the Hliipownere and the ' wonhipfi 
i'lBhrnongerB" Company,' if he should adopt tlie BUggestia 
thrown out here. He would figure coji^sally in Tratiilgi 
Square, pointing with hia trident to Hungerford Silarkel 
The three-pronged iustininient in his hiuid would be a moi 
appmnriate emblem (nmL-h more 90 than on the pinnacle c 
Buckingham Palace), Bim;ij it would signify equally well 
fork with which he fed his people, and the sceptre 
which he ruled the world. 

' Lc trident da IIcpliiriD »t U emptn< ilu monde !' 

"Then would be solved tlie grand problem of the Com-Iai. 
queBtion. Hitherto my Lord FitEwilliam baa taken notliitig 
by his iiiotionit, But were Lent proclaimed at Charina 
Cross and Tojnple Bar, and through the market towni m 
Engloud, u speedy full iu the price of graziug stock, thou^ 
it might afflict Lord Althorp, would eventually harmonua 
the jarriiig interests of agriculture and mauufiu'turtng tti^ 
dustry. The superabundaat populatiou of the farming 6» 
triotfl would crowd to the coast, and fiud employment in tb< 
tishenes; while Sovonshire liouse would repudiate for 1 
time the huge sirloin, and receiving ae a substitute the p ^^ 
deraua turbol.Spilallietds would exhibit on her frugal boarj 
aalt liug flanked vk-ith |)otstoeB. A salutary taste for fia' 
would oe created iu the inmost recesses ot the island, ■ 
epoch most beneficial to the country would tuke ilate (iroiB 
that enactment. 

Kar neeil the landlords take alarm. Peoiile would i 
plough the ground less because they might plough the deef 
more; and while Bmiiing Ceres would still walk througfi 
our isle witb her horn of plenty, Thetis would follow 
train with a rival cornucopia. 

"Murk the effects of this obBervnnce in Ireland, 
il continues in it4 urimitive austerity, uudiuiiuished, uii> 
•horn of ita beams, I'he Irish may be wrong, but the "■"- 
sequences to I'rolestaut England are immense. To 
Tou owe the eonueiion of the two isliiuds; il is the goldcQ 
link that biuda the two kingdoms together. Abolish Dtatiog,' 

AS APOLOOr Tub lbst. 25 

•md from that evil liour no beef or pork would bo Buffi-Tx-d 

by tbe wild nalifes to go over to your Eo^liah mnrkotH ; and 

the export of |>rorisioDs wo\ild be discontiuiied by n people 

th&t kad Htdenrned tbe leasona of striirvfition. Adien to 

shipments of live Hlot^k aud L-ouBi^iiieiits of biu^on! Were 

there not e.-inie potent mysterious spell over this couutrj-, 

thiuk you we i^bould allow the fat of the land to be ever- 

lattingiy abstracted p Let ua leam that there ia no virtue 

ill Cent', and repeal is triumpbnnt to-morrow. We nre in 

tnitb n most ribstemioiia race, Ueni^e our great siiiieriority 

over our Proteataut fellow-tountrj'ineii in tliu jury-box. It 

having been found that they could never holil out against 

hunger as we eao, when locked up, and that the verdift was 

generally carried by popish obstinacy, former ndmiuistra- 

tionB discountenanced our admiHsioti to serve on juries at 

nil. By im oTereight of Sergeant LelJv>y, all tin's has escaped 

the fnuners of t he new jury bill for Ireland. 

■ ~Tt> return to tbe Irish exports. The principid item is 

■Ifaat of ptga. The hog is as ensential au Inmate of the Irish 

Habiu aa lie Arab steed of the shepherd'B teut on the pluiua 

^■f Mecopotamia. Both are lookea on as part of the hoiise- 

^Bold; and the affectionate oinnncr in which these dumb 

Hbenda of tbe family are treated, here aa well as there, is a 

Hb>)t of national resemblance, denoting a common origin. 

HWo are quite oriental in most of our peculiarities. The 

BjeKrned Vallaneey will have it, that our oonaanguinity is 

I witb llie Jews. I might elucidate the colonel's (ilacovery, 

Lty shewing how the pig in Ireland plays the part of the 

ucape-gont of the laraelitea : he ia a sacred thin^, gets the 

B|||Q ot the kitchen, is rarely molested, never killed, but alive 

Hfaid baoyaut leaves the cabin when taken off by the land- 

Hbrd's drirer for arrears of rent, and is then ahipped clean 

^hit of the country, to be heard of no more. Indeed, the 

Hngs of Inland bear this notable resemblance to their cou- 

Hina of Judea, that nothing can keep them irom the aea, — 

^■tendency which atrikea oil travcUers in the interior of the 

^■laod whenever they meet our droves of awine [jrecipitatiug 

^BKnucWvn towards the uutports for shipment. 

^f" Toordinary observers this forbearance of the moat ill-fed 

^Beople on the face of the globe towards their pigs would 

^fcpcar inexplicable; and if you have read the Ici^eud of 

26 atheb fbottt's beliqves. 

Saint Anthony and his pig, you widl understand the value of 
their resistance to temptation. 

" They have a great resource in the potato. This capital 
esculent grows nowhere in such perfection, not even in 
America, where it is indigenous. But it has often stmck 
me that a great national delinquency has occurred in the 
sad neglect of people in this country towards the memoir of 
the great and good man who conferred on us so valuable a 
boon, on his return from the expedition to Virginia. To 
Sir Walter Saleigh no monument has yet been erected, and 
nothing has been done to repair the injustice of his contem- 
poraries. His head has rolled from the scaffold on Tower 
Hill ; and though he has fed with his discovery more fami- 
lies, and given a greater impulse to population, than any 
other benefactor of mankind, no testimonial exists to com- 
memorate his benefaction. Nelson has a pillar in Dublin : — 
in the city of Limerick a whole column has been devoted to 
Spring £*ice ! ! and the mighty genius of Baleigh is forgotten. 
I have seen some animals feed under the majestic oak on 
the acorns that fell from its spreading branches (jfland€ 
sues l<Bti), without once looking up to the parent tree that 
showered down blessings on their ungrateful heads." 

Here endeth the " Apology," and so abruptly terminate 
my notes of Front's Lenten vindicia. But, alas ! still more 
abrupt was the death of this respectable divine, which oc- 
curred last month, on Shrove Tuesday. There was a peculiar 
fitness in the manner of Anacreon*s exit from this life ; but 
not so in the melancholy termination of Front's abstemious 
career, an account of which is conveyed to me in a long and 
pathetic letter from my agent in L*eland. It was well 
Known that he disliked revelry on all occasions ; but if there 
was a species of gormandising which he more especially 
abhorred, it was that practised in the parish on pancake- 
night, which he frequently endeavoured to discountenance 
and put down, but unsuccessfully. Oft did he tell his rude 
auditors (for he was a profound Hellenist) that such orgies 
had originated with the heathen G-reeks, and had been even 
among them the source of many evils, as the very name 
shewed, irav xaxcv ! So it would appear, by Front's etymo- 
logy of the pancake, that in the English language there 


muif terniB wMch anewer the deecHption of Horace, 
' Otsco fonte RBdunt pu-ce d«tor1a.' 

Contrnry to his own better taste and aounder judgment, 
' e was, bowever, on last Shrove Tuesday, at a weadiiig-Jeaflt 
r some of my tonantrj, indutjed, from complacency to tlie 
ewly-ioarried couple, to eat of the proi'ane aliment ; and 
never was the Attic deriTation of the pancake more wofully 
aec-omplished than in the sad result— for his condescension 
cost him his life. The indigestible nature of the compost 
itacir might not have been bo destructiTe in an ordinary 
Uae ; but it was quite a atrauger and ill at ease in Father 
Ttiiut's stomach : it eventually provt'd fatal in ita efi'ecte, 
■nd buTTJed hira away from this vale of teara, leaving the 
pariib a widow, and making orphans of all his poriehiouera. 
Xj agent writes that hia funeral (or bernng, as the Irisb 
ill it) waa thronged by dense multitudes from the wliolc 
maty, and was aa well attended as if it were a monster 
neeting. The whole body of his brother clergy, with tin.- 
isliop as usuiU in full pontificals, were mourners on tht- 
Iccasion ; and a Latin elegy was composed by the most 
tsueA iii the order. Father Ma^rath, one, like Prout, ol 
« old school, who had studied at Florence, and ia still a 
Drreapondent of many learned Societies abroad. That elegj- 
\ have subjoined, as a record of Prout's genuine worth, and 
.M a specimen of a kind of poetry called Leonine verte, little 
cultivated at the present day, but greatly in vogue at the 
revival of letters under Leo X. 


Quid ju*nt m/iu'eAro Sanctoe dormire lefiuMre! 

Optimua uique bonoi naaue maiiFbit Himot f 
Flrba iawafitiS Putori* condidit oan, 

SplSDilida Slid mfri mena petit aitra viri. 
Fort* p«t«ns nio I voilimi reeeretiir honnto, 

Noe >it L Pttra Jusaus abire rrlro. 
1o\m. malmn mritm aibi Art viciniB inDr(n»^ 

1j t pro patfe tbitnl undique nira doimi ; 
ScH furei gaiidml ; sacaK»aactenhe autltnl 

I>t«lurbftni S"!/", nm mage tua ttgn. 
Audio trnf/tiUiu, rilna, miierosqne tumaltH*, 

VX pietu Iw'i Mbrietuque/ivif. 



Naraque furore brevi liquid&que ardentis aqtue vi 

Antiquua Nicholas perdidit Offricoiat, 
Jam patre de/uncio, meliores' flumiue eunei9 

Lsetantur pUcet obtinuisse vicet. 
Exultans almOy Istare sub sequore aalmo ! 

Corpe, o carpe diea^ nam tibi parta quiet ! 
Gaiident anguillof^ quia tandem est mortuus Ule, 

Presbyter Jndreas, qui capiebat eat. 
Petro pitcator placuit pius artis amatar, 

Cui, propter mores, pandit utrosque/ore*. 
Cur lacluymd funus justi comitabitur unut T 

Flendum est non tali^ sod bene morte mali : 
Munera nunc Flora spargo. Sic flebile rore 

Florescat gramen. Pace qui^cat. Amen. 

Sweet upland ! where, like hermit old, in peace sojoum'd 

This priest deyout ; 
Mark where beneath thy Terdant sod lie deep inum'd 

The bones of Prout ! 
Nor deck with monumental shrine or tapering column 

His place of rest, 
Whose soul, above earth's homage, meek yet solemn. 

Sits mid the blest. 
Much was he prized, much loTed ; his stem rebuke 

O'erawod sheep-stealers ; 
And rogues fear'd more the good man's single look 

Than forty Peelers. 
He's gone ; and discord soon I ween will visit 

The land with quarrel^ ; 
And the foul demon vex with stills illicit 

The village morals. 
No fatal chance could happen more to cross 

The public wishes ; 
And all the neighboiu*hood deplore his loss, 

Except the fishes ; 
For he kept Lent most strict, and pickled herring 

Preferred to gammon. 
Grim Deatli has broke liis angling-rod ; his berring 

Delights the salmon. 
No more can he hook up carp, eel, or trout. 

For fasting pittance, — 
Arts which Saint Peter loved, whose gate to Prout 

Gave prompt admittance. 
Mourn not, but verdantly let shamrocks keep 

His sainted dust ; 
The bad man's death it well becomes to weep,— 

Not so tlie just. 

" Bewkrr, bewaro 

or IbH black &iu-. 
Wliu Bittotli b; Noru^ui nunc : 

For lie multcrs hu prater 

In the loidiiigbt air, 
And lu!> mui of the dart that arc gone," 

SmcB tbe public&tion of this wortby mau's " Apology for 

Xent," whicli. with same ui^couiit of fiis Intaentea deatti and 

vll-atlinided funeral, nppeared in oiir Inst Number, we have 

rittea to liia eiet-utors — (one of whom is Father Mat. Hor- 

Saa, P. P. of the neighbuuring village of Bkrnev ; and the 
er, oor elegiac poet, Father Mflgratb) — in the hope of 
King »b1e to negotiate for the valunblo posthunious eaaaytt 
wid fneitire pieces which we doubted not had been let^ 
behind in great abundance by the deoeaiied. These two dis- 
ntereated divines— fit asaoeiates and bosom -companions of 
Front during bia lifetime, and whom, fram their joint letters, 
ire should think eminently qualified to piek up tbe fallen 
Dnntle of the departed prophet — have, in the most hand- 
OTtie manner, promised us all the literary and philosophic 
reutiaes bequeathed to thoin by the late incumbent of 
VatergrBMhill ; expressing, in the very complimentary not« 
rhich they have transmitted ua, and which our modesty 
ireveDts us from inserting, their thanks and that of the 
rhole parish, for our sympathy and condolence on this metan- 
ioly bereavement, and iiitimating at the same time their 
egret at not being able to send us also, for our private 
emsal. the collection of tlie good father's parochial ser- 
loos ; the whole of which (a most valuable MS.) had been 
1 otf for bis own use by the bishop, whem he had 
: bia residuary legatee. Tbe«e " sermons" must be 


doubtless ^ood things in their waj — a theological ft^^a 
BaufMt — weU adapted to swell the episcopal library; but 
as we confessedly are, and suspect our readers likewise to be, 
a very improper multitude amongst whom to scatter such 
pearls, we shall console ourselves for that sacrifice by plung- 
ing head and ears into the abundant sources of intellectual 
re&eshment to which we shall soon have access, and from 
which Frank Creswell, lucky dog ! has drawn such a draught 
of inspiration. 

*' SacroB auflUB redudere fbntes !** 

for assuredly we may defy any one that has perused Prout'a 
vindication of fish-diet (and who, we ask, has not read it con 
amore, conning it over with secret glee, and forthwith calling 
out for a red-herring ?), not to prefer its simple unsophisti- 
cated eloquence to the oration of Tully pro Bomo sud, or 
Barclay's " Apology for Quakers." After all, it majr have 
been but a sprat to catch a whale, and the whole aSair may 
turn out to be a Popish contrivance ; but if so, we have 
taken tlie bait ourselves : we have been, like Festuis, '' almost 
persuaded," and Prout has wrought in us a sort of culinary 
conversion. Why should we be ashamed to avow that we 
have been edified by the good man's blunt and straight- 
forward logic, and drawn from his theories on fish a higher 
and more moral impression than from the dreamy visions of 
an " English Opium-eater," or any other " Confessions " of 
sensualism and gastronomy. If this " black friar " has got 
smuggled in among our contributors, like King Saul among 
the regular votaries of the sanctuary, it must be admitted 
that, like the royal intruder, he has caught the tone and 
chimed in with the general harmony of our political opinions 
— no Whigling among true Tories, no goose among swans. 
Argutos inter strepere anser olores. 

How we long to get possession of ** the Prout Papers!" that 
chest of learned lumber which haunts our nightly visions ! 
Already, in imagination, it is within our grasp ; our greedy 
hand biastily its lid 

•* Unlocks, 
And all Arcadia breathes from yonder box l** 

In this prolific age, when the most unlettered dolt can 
find a mare's nest in the domain of philosophy, why should 


also VTj, Eu{ijKa|!K» ! How much of novelty in hia 
Itow tnnch embryo diBcoverr rnuet not Prout imlbltl ! 
It were indeed a pity to consiga tee writings of so eminent 
~i ttcliuLar to oblivion ; nor ought it be said, in scriptural 
ibra»e, of him, what is, alas ! a.pplicable to bo many other 
mrued divines when they are dead, that " their works have 
■llowed them." Suvh was the (.-ose of that laborious French 
iergyjuan, the Abbe Trublet, of whom Voltaire profanely 

lich epigram hath n recondita meaning, not obvious to the 
'ef on ft first perusal ; and being interpreted into plain 
ish, fur the use of the Loudon Univervity, it may run 

Surh may be the fate of Lardner and of Trublet, such the 
ultimate destiny tbat awaits their literary labours ; but 
Dieither men, nor gods, nor our columns (those graceful pil- 
bin thut support the Muses* temple), shall suffer this old 
winti U> remain in the unmerited obscurity jrom which Frank 
Crvaawell fimt essavod to draw him. To that young barrister 
«e liave written, with a request that he would furnish us with 
Airther details conei^raing Prout, and, if possible, a few 
■dditioDul spei^imena of hie colloquial wisdom ; reminding 
hjin that modem taate has a decided tendency towards il- 
lustrious private gosaip, and recommending to him. as a 
•iiblinic mtMlel of the dramatico-biograpliic style, my Lady 
EUeftsington's " Conversfttions of Lord Byron," How tat he 
haa succeeded in following the ignu/atutu of her ladyship's 
lantern, and how many bo^ he haa got immerged in because 

" the dangerous hint, which we eave him in an eiil hour, 
judieitnis reader will soon find out. Here is the com. 
'""'*'°''- OLIVEB TOEKE. 

U^ 1. 1S». 


FwnivaV* Inn, April 14. 

Acknowledging the receipt of your gracious mandate^ 
O Queen of Periodicals ! and kissing the top of your ivory 
sceptre, may I be allowed to express unblamed my utter 
devotion to your orders, in the language of .£olus, quondam 
ruler of the winds : 

' Tuus, O Kegina, quid optes 
Explorare labor, inilii jussa capessere hs est!'' 

without concealing, at the same time, my wonderment, and 
that of many other sober individuals, at your patronising the 
advocacy of doctrines and usages belonging exclusively to 
another and far less reputable Queen (quean ?) whom 1 shall 
have sufficiently designated when I mention that she sits upon 
seven hills ! — in stating which singtdar phenomenon con- 
cerning her, I need not add that her fundamental maxima 
must be totally different from yours. Many orthodox people 
cannot understand how you could have reconciled it to your 
conscience to publish, in its crude state, that Apology for 
Lent, without adding not« or comment in refutation of such 
dangerous doctrines ; and are still more amazed that a Popish 
parish priest, from the wild Irish hills, could have got among 
your contributors — 

'* Claimed kindred there, and have that claim allowed.'* 

It will, however, no doubt, give you pleasure to learn, that 
you have established a lasting popularity among that learned 
set of men the fishmongers, who are never scaly of their 
support when deserved ; for, by a unanimous vote of the 
" worshipful company " last meeting-day, the marble bust of 
Father Prout, crowned with sea- weeds like a Triton, is to 
be placed in a conspicuous part of their new hall at London 
Bridge. But as it is the hardest thing imaginable to please 
all parties, your triumph is rendered incomplete by the 
grumbling of another not less respectable portion of the 
community. By your proposal for the non-consumption of 
butohers* meat, you have given mortal offence to the dealers 
in horned cattle, and stirred up a nest of hornets in Smith- 
field. In your perambulations of the metropolis, go not into 
the bucolic purlieus of that dangerous district ; beware of 
the enemy's camp ; tempt not the ire of men armed witli 


cold Rtc«l, el§e the luug-donuaiit fires of that land celebrated 
m every ace a» a fierra del Javgii may be yet rekimiled, and 
vmAi: " red with uocomraon wrath," for yoiir eapedal roaat- 
ing. Lord Althorp is no warm friend of youni ; ami by 
your mskiug what In; i-alls " a most unprovoked attack ou 
the gnuiero,'' you Lave not propitiated the winner ot' thu 

" Fixnum liabrt in portiii, — huno tu, Bonianc, cnrato !" 

la vain would you eeek to t-ajole the worthy chaiifelior of 
his Majesty's uniortunatc eichequer, by the desirable pro»- 
[wct of a nti revenue from the ocean : you will make no im- 
[it psaioo. His mind is not acceasible to any reaBimiMR im 
^nhnt snbjert ; and, like the shield of Telamou. it is wrapt in 
^■he iinpeuetrabte folds of seven tough bull-hides. 
Ht But eliminating at once these insignificaDt topics, anil 
^■ettiug aaide all minor things, let me addreas myself to the 
^ftnmd subject of my adoption. Verily, since the days of 
^^bat unmiiieut of the priesthood and pnde of Venice, Father 
^Baul. no diriue has shed such lustre on the Church of liome 
^KlFxthcr tVoul. Hie brain was a Htorehouse of inexhaustible 
VkDowtedge, and )iia memory a haKaar, in which the iiitel- 
I lectual nclifs of past ages were classified and arranged in 
ft, aurrellciua and brilliaut assortment. When, by the libe- 
rnliW of his executor, you shall have been put in possession 
K ^bu writings and poathumous papers, you will Jind 1 do 
■■not eiiiggrrat« ; for though his mere conversation waa 
Ijl^waTa instructive, still, the pen in his hand, more potent 
^ban* the wnnd of Proapero, embellished every subject wil)i 
^Ki oJirial chann i and whatever department of literature it 
^Btaebed on. it was sure to illuminate and adorn, Irom tlii! 
^■ulitest and most ephemeral matters of the day, to the 
^|CM>c8tand most abstruse problenisof metaphysical inquiry ; 
^Bgorous and philosophical, at the same time that it is minute 
^^£l pUyful ; huWne no parallel unless we liken it to the 
^^hilKwds of an ele[^ant, that can with equal ease shift an 
^beli«k oiiil crack a nut. 

^B >'or did he confine himself to prose. lie waa a chosen 
^^bourit^ of the nine sinters, and Itirtcd openly with tiieru 
^BL his vow of ctlibaey preventiup his formmg a penaajti^ 
^Blianctf with iine alone, Uence pastoral poetry, elegy, suu- 


uets, and still grander efiusions in the best style of Bob 
Montgomery, flowed from his muse in abundance ; but, I 
must confess, his peculiar forte lay in the Pindaric. Be- 
sides, he indulged copiously in Greek and Latin versifica- 
tion, as well as in French, Italian, and High Dutch; of 
which accomplishments I happen to possess some fine spe- 
cimens from his pen ; and before I terminate this paper, I 
mean to introduce them to the benevolent notice of the 
candid reader. By these vou will find, that the Doric reed 
of Theocritus was to him but an ordinary sylvan pipe — that 
the lyre of Anacreon was as familiar to him as the German 
flute — and that he played as well on the classic chords of 
the bard of Mantua as on the Cremona fiddle ; at all events, 
he will prove far superior as a poet to the covey of unfledged 
rhymers who nestle in annuals and magazines. Sad abor- 
tions ! on which even you, O Queen, sometimes take com- 
passion, infusing into them a life 

" Which did not you prolong, 
The world had wanted manj an idle song." 

To return to his conversational powers : he did not waste 
them on the generality of folks, for he despised the vulgar 
herd of Corkonians with whom it was his lot to mingle; 
but when he was sure of a friendly circle, he broke out iu 
resplendent style, often humorous, at times critical, occa- 
sionally profound, and always interesting. Inexhaustible in 
his means of illustration, his fancy was an unwasted mine, 
into which you had but to sink a shaft, and you were sure 
of eliciting the finest ore, w^hich came forth stamped with 
the impress of genius, and fit to circulate among the most 
cultivated auditory : for though the mint of his brain now 
and then would issue a strange and fantastic coinage, ster- 
ling sense was sure to give it value, and ready wit to pro- 
mote its currency. The rubbish and dust of the schools 
with which his notions were sometimes incrusted did not 
alter their intrinsic worth ; people only wondered how the 
diaphanous mind of Prout could be obscured by such com- 
mon stuflT: its brightness was still undiminisued by the 
admixture ; and like straws in amber, without deteriorating 
the substance, these matters only made manifest its trans- 
paieucy. Whene'er he undertook to illustrate any subject 


Korthr of tim, he was nlways felicitous. 1 oliail give jou 
aa inataQci.-. 

Tht-re etaixia on the borders of his pfirisli, near tlie villngi' 
of Blarnev. an old eAstle of tlie M Carthv fsmilv, ridiui; 
abruptly from a bold cliff, at the Tout of w'hidi rtllla a not 
inconsiderable Btrentn — tim fond and frequent witness of 
I'miifa angling propensities. The well-wooded demesne, 
dimprisini; an eit*nsive lake, a romantic cavern, and an 
artificial wilderness of rocks, belnnga to the family of Jef- 
fewys. which boaala in the Dowajrer Countess Glengall a 
ini-.'t (iititingiiished scion; her ladyship's mother bay'ng 
Wn iiiiroortalised under the title of " Lady Jeffers," willi 
the oiher natural euriositie* produced by this celebrated 
Bpot. ill that never-suSlciently-to-be-encored soug, the Giovri 
if Blnrnry. But neither the stream, nor the lake, nor the 
cajlic. nor tho village (a sad ruin ! which, but for the recent 
ctlaMi^liment of a spinning-factory by somo patriotic Cork- 
oTiinn. would be swept away altoeether. op poBsessed by the 
(iwU 03 a grant from Sultan ifabmoiid) ;— none of thesu 
[i:itiir<-HijU'; i.hjecta has earned such notoriety for "the 
Gnivi-s" as a certain stone, of a basaltic kind, ratner unusual 
in the tiiitrict. placed on the pinnacle of the main tower, 
and endowed with the jiroperty of communicating to the 
li.ippv icmgHe that comes in contact with its polished surface 
ttvc srirt of gentle insinuating speech, with aott talk in all ita 
nuniticntii'nB, whether employed in vows and promiseB light 
aa uir. trta m^tira, such na lead captive the female heart ; 
ur elaliiirate my stiii cation of a grosser grain, such as may 
do for the House of Commiius ; all summed up and charac- 
terised by the mysterious term Blarney. • 

Front'* theory on tliia subject might have remained dor- 

t — r- - " irf lifilong* the meril of eliH^idnting this obscitru 

■ ilml iiilG02,wben llie Spaniftrda wero einling 

-< lliB Rngliih enthorities, Cormap M'DBrmol 

I li.r deiienJimciea, tho cutlo of Blamej, nni) Imtl 

.. idi tlu' Iprcl-praideBt, oo condition of mirrmi- 

ni^on, Day oftfr lUv did lus lordBliip 

, R't i wliile thu Irish Pozio di BorKn, 

..Id M Biiii»ia lo tho Dii^ 

I -uft promian uid dtliuli 

iciii li !>.■.,=...■ ;.,;:nliing-stockof Eli»abeth'B 

kJ -ii^nrg laLk" iiruyiiliiuL 


lOrr's iiELiijL'ifs. 

maut for ages, aud i)erlia|iB been ultimately Iu«t to IL 
wurld at large, were it not for an event wliicfi ocvumd i 
the summer of 1S25, wLiie I (a youuker llien) bappcMd fl 
be on tUat visit to my aunt at Watergraaalnll which e*e 
tnally secured nie her inLeritam^e. The occurrpnce 1 ■ 
about to commemorute was, in truth, one of the firat t 
iiitude, and well caioulated. from its importance, to forui ■ 
i-]i()('b in the Annuls of the Parish. It was the arrival i 
Siu WiLTER Scott at Blarney, towards the end of tl 
montli of July, 

Years have now rolled away, and tlie " AriusUi of tl 
North" is dead, and our ancient constitution has ■ 
faltea under the hoofs of the AVbigs; quenched ia maafll 
bear ou-liglit in church and state — Prout himself is no nuxttJ 
and plentiful indications tell us we are come upon eril dajlifl 
but still may I be allowed to feel a pleasurable, tbou^l 
somewhat saddened emotion, while I revert to that iutcllnn 
tual meeting, and bid memory go back in '' dream sabHuM 
to the glorious eibibitioa of Front's mental powers, 
was. in sootb, a great day for old Ireland; a greater St 
for Blarney ^ but, greatest of all, it dawned, Prout, on tbo 
Then it was tliat tby light was taken from under it« aaca 
dotal bushel, and plarad conspicuously before a man St tO 
appreciate the effulgence of so brilliant a luwiuarv— » light 
which 1, who pen these words in sorrow, alasl shall tiCT^ 
gti/e ou-miire! alight 

That day it illuuiiued the "cave," the "sbiidy wnlks." 
the "sweet roi-k-dose," and sent its glad di-uing bciun ill 
the gloomiest vaults of tbc ancient fort ; for all thi^ recoi 
ditc recesses of the castle were explored in succvaaioa I 
th« distinmiishfd poet and the learned priest, and Pttx 
held a candle to Scott. 

We read with interest, in the historian Folybiiu, tl 
account of Hannibal's interview with Seipioon the pUii 
of Zama ; and often have we, in our scliool-hoy dan 1 
unsuphislicatcd fecliug, sympathised with Ovid, when t 
told us that be only got a glimpse of Virgil; but 8oo 
basked for a whole summer's day in (he hia/c of IVout 


wit, and nitnMBcd the coruMations of hi» lesniing. Tlio 
^TCat Jlarius is said ne\er to bove appeared f<i sul-Ii advau- 
ijige aa when eenteil on th? ruias of Cartbaee : with emial 
dignity Prottt sat on the Blarney atone, amid ruiuB of kin- 
drtd glory. Zt no taught in the "porch;" Pinto loved to 
miise aluno on the bold jutting promontory of Cape Suiiium ; 
Socratea, bent on finding Truth, " in lytvU Aeademi quai -re 
eiWTiiH," sought her araoug the bowers of AcademuB; Prout 
oonrted the same coy nynnth, ajid wooed her in the " groves 
i/f Bianiey." 

I aaid tbat it was in the summer of 1825 that Sir Waller 
Scott, in ihf progreaa of his tour through Ireland, readied 
L'orfa, and forthwith intimated hia wish to proL-eed at onee 
oo a visit to Blarney Castle. For him the noble river, Iho 
maguiliecnt estuary, and unriralled harbour of a city that 
pwudly bears on her civic escutcheon the well-appIiL-d 
motto, " Statio bent Jiiia carinU," had but little nttractiun 
when placi-d in competition with a spot sacred to the Muses, 
and WkNlded to imniortal verse. Such was the interest which 
its conueiion with the popular literature and traditionary 
stories of the country had excited in that master-mind- 
such the predominance of its local reminiscences — such the 
transcendent inllHeQce of song! For this did the then 
'■ Givat Unknown " wend hia way through the purlieus of 
" Golden Spur." traversing the great manufacturing faux- 
bourg of " Black Pool," and emerging by the " Hed Forge ;" 
*o intent OD the classic object of his pursuit, ae to disregard 
the uupromising aspect of the vestibule by which alone it ia 
approachable. Many are the splendid mansions and hospi- 
table halls that stud the suburbs of the "beautiful city," 
each boasting ita grassy lawn and placid lake, each docked 
with park and woodland, and each well furnished with that 
paramount appendage, a Aatterie de euiiine : but all these 
Mjf/M wen^ passed imhecded by, caren( juioPB/eiaero, G'.tr- 
Ct-ouM residences, picturesque seats, magnificent villas, they 
he, uo doubt 1 but unknown to literature, in vain do they 
{.lame Ihcmaelvefl on their architectural beauty ; in vain do 
lh«y fpn-ad wide their well-proportioned wi»ff*— they cuniiDt 
soar a^ift to the regiona of celcDrity- 

On ibe eve of that memorable day I wss sitting on a 
ttool in the priest's parlour, poking the turf fire, whiJe 


Prout, who had been angling all day, sat nodding over bii 
" breviary,^* and, according to my calculation, ought to be 
lit the last psalm of vespers, when a loud official knock, not 
usual on that bleak hill, bespoke the presence of no ordi- 
nary personage. Accordingly, the " wicket, opening with a 
latch," ushered in a messenger clad in the livery of the 
ancient and loyal corporation of Cork, who announced him- 
self as tlie bearer of a despatch from the mansion-house 
to his reverence ; and, handing it with that deferential awe 
which even his masters felt for the incumbent of Water- 
grasshill, immediately withdrew. The letter ran thus : — 

Council Chamber^ July 24^ 1825. 

Very Eeverekd Doctor Prout, 

Cork harbours within its walls the illustrious author 
of Waverley. On receiving the freedom of our ancient city, 
which we presented to him (as usual towards distinguished 
strangers) in a box carved out of a chip of the Blarney 
stone, he expressed his determination to visit the old block 
itself. As he will, therefore, be in your neighbourhood to- 
morrow, and as no one is better able to do the honours than 
you (our burgesses being sadly deficient in learning, as you 
and I well know), your attendance on the celebrated poet is 
requested by your old friend and foster-brother, 

George Knapp,* Mayor, 

* The republic of letters has great reason to complain of Dr. Mfgin"! 
for his non-fiilfilment of a positive pledge to publish "a great historical 
work" on the mayors of Cork. Owing to this desideratum in the 
annals of the empire, I am compelled to bring into notice thus abmptlj 
the most respectable civic worthy that has worn the cocked bat and 
chain since the days of John Walters, who boldly proclaimed Perkin 
Warbeck, in the reign of Henry VII., in the market-place of that beau- 
tiful city. Knapp's virtues and talents did not, hke those of Donna 
Ines, deserve to be called 

" Claasic all, 
Nor lay they chiefly in the mathematical," 

for his favourite pursuit during the canicule of 1825, was the extermi- 
nation of mad dogs ; and so vigorously did he urge the carnage during 
the summer of his mayoralty, that some thought he wished to eclipse 
the exploit of St. Patrick in destroying the breed altogether, as the 
taint did that of toads. A Cork poet, the laureate of the mansion* 


XpTer stitJI I forget (be bciim of trium])h tlial )it iiji 
e old toAu'R features on tlie perusnl of Kna;i|i's pitliy 
_iamuu9 ; and rislit waimly did he respond to my ci'iigni- 
llatioDa onitip prospect of thus coining in contact wit)i so 
itLnguished sm jiuthor. " You arc rigbt, diild !" anid be ; 
id BS I perririvcd b^ bis manner that be wna about to ^nter 
) one of tbose rambling tnuiis uf thought — balf-bomily, 
llf.Boliloquv— iu wbich bp was wont to indulge. I settled 
yself by the fire-place, and prepared to go through my 

weustomed part of an attentive lislener. 

" A grejit mnn, Tronk ! A truly great man ! No token 

of ancient dajre escapiw liis eagle glance, no ^eneriible memo- 
ir of former tiini» his obaen-aat scrutiny ; and still, even 
B, versed as he is in the monumentary remains of bygoni: 
s, may yet learn sometlung more, and have no cause to 
_ret his visit to Blarney. Tes! since our 'groves' are to 
B^bonoured by the presence of the learned baronet, 

' Sjlix tint cDDtulc digue !' 
I US make them deserving of his attention. He shall fis 
a intiquarian eye and rivet bis wondering gaze on the 
lAe basaltic iiiaas that crowns the battlements of the main 
iwer; for lliougb be miiy have seen the "chair at Scone," 
btn the Caledirnian kings were crowned ; though be may 
■re et&miued that Scotch pebble in Westminster Abbey, 
hicb the Cockneys, In the eiercise of a delightful credu- 
y, believe to be " Jacob's pillow- ;" though he may have 
■ited the niisbapen pillars on Salisbury plain, and the 
xk of Ciwhel, and the "Hag's Bed,"' and St. Kevin's 
trifled mAtelas at Qleudalough. and niony a cromlech of 
ruidicsl celebrity, — there is ostone yet unexplored, wbitb 
I atjill contemplate to-morrow, and place on record ainoni; 
a most profitable days that on wbicti he abali have ptiid it 

•, MaOTine, 6ifm numera meliore lopillol' 

wild youth I have seen 

r-MlebrMad Knspp'i prowtM in a didnctip com 

""■■ a f win , in which tlic mnyor U likened 

bofovs l>o;, in tbe oprniug of tbc Iliad: 

Xriap fiimt rfret if' (a«re itoi iiToe Apjou. 


of the celebrated writers tbat adorned the decline of the 
last century, and shed a lustre over France, too soon eclipsed 
in blood at its sanguinary close. I have conversed with 
Buffon and with Fontenelle, and held intercourse with 
Nature's simplest child, Bemardin de St. Pierre, author of 
* Paul and Virginia ;' Gresset and Marmontel were my 
college-friends ; and to me, though a fi^uenter of the halls 
of Sorbonne, the octogenaire of Femey was not unknovm : 
nor was I unacquainted with the recluse of Ermenonville. 
But what are the souvenirs of a single period, however bril- 
liant and interesting, to the recollections of full seven cen- 
turies of historic glory, all condensed and concentrated in 
Scott ? What a host of personages does his name conjure 
up ! what mighty shades mingle in the throng of attendant 
heroes that wait his bidding, and form his appropriate 
retinue ! Cromwell, Claverhouse, and Montrose ; Saiadin, 
Front de Bceuf, and Ca?ur de Lion ; Hob Boy, Bobin Hood, 
and Marmion ; those who fell at Culloden and Flodden- 
JField, and those who won the day at Bannockbum, — all 
start up at the presence of the Enchanter. I speak not of 
his female forms of surpassing loveliness — his Flora M*Ivor, 
his Bebecca, his Amy Robsart : these you, Frank, can best 
admire. But I know not how I shall divest myself of a 
secret awe when the wizard, with all his spells, shall rise 
before me. The presence of my old foster-brother, George 
Kuapp, will doubtless tend to dissipate the illusion ; but if 
so it will be by personifying the Baillie Nicol Jarvie of 
Glasgow, his worthy prototype. Nor are Scott's merits 
those simply of a pleasing novelist or a spirit-stirring poet ; 
his * Life of Dryden,' his valuable commentaries on Swift, 
his researches in the dark domain of demonolo^, his bio- 
grapliy of Napoleon, and the sterling views of European 
policy developed in 'Paul's Letters to his Kinsfolk,* all 
contribute to enliance his literary pre-eminence. Eightlj 
has Silius Italicus depicted the Carthaginian hero, sur- 
rounded even in solitude by a thousand recollections of well- 
earned renown — 

* Nee credis inermem 
Quem mihi tot cinxere duees : si admoveris ora, 
Cannae et Trcbiain ante oculos, Komanaque busts, 
lit Fault stare ingentem xniraberis uiubraxn !'* 


I ' 

^BTet, gresUj- ami diwerredly aa be is priced by hid cootempo- 
I iwies, future &gea will value him c»en more ; nod bis kurt-l, 
eitr eiteoding iU branches, find growing in Bi-cret like the 
'fiuoe of ilarcelkis,' wiU overshadow the earth. Posl*rit^ 
will canonise his every relic ; &nd hia foirtBteps, even in tbi§ 
n-mote diBtrict, will he one day traced and sought for by the 
•dtniren of eeiiitis. For, notwithstaDdiri); the breadth and 
briUiani^ ofeffi'i-t witb which he wnved the torch of mind 
«hile living, far jiii^r mid more serene will be the lamp 
that shall glimmer in !iia tomb and keep vigil over his hal- 
litved ashes : to that fount of inepiratiou other and minor 
epirita, eager to career through the same orbit of glory, will 
recur, antf 

' In llirir golilcn um* draw light.' 
Nor do 1 merply look on bim aa a writer who. by the blan- 
dishment of bis* narrative and the witchery of his style, haa 
calmed more sorrow, and caused more happy hours to flow, 
than any save a higher and a holier page. — a writer who, 
like the autumnal meteor of his own North, has illumined 
the dull horiioi] of these latter days with a fancy ever varied 
and mdinnt with ioyfuhiesB, — one who, for useful purposes, 
luw interwoven the plain warp of history with the mnny- 
coloured web of hia own romantic loom ; — but further do I 
hail in bim the geniua who has rendered good and true 
•erfit-e to the cause of mankind, by driving forth from the 
letBjile of Beligion, with sarcasm's knotted laah, that canting 
puntanic tribe who would obliterate from the book of life 
cTery earthly enjoyment, and change all its paths of peace 
uito walks of bitte'meBS. I honour him for hia elVorlH to 
di^molieh the pestilent influence of a sour and sulky system 
that would interpose itself between the gospel sun and the 
world — that retains no beat, imbibes no light, and transmits 
none ; but flings its broad, cold, and disastrous shadow over 
the land that is cursed with its visitation. 

" The escrraewices and superfcetationa of my own church 
most freely do I yield up to his eenBure-, for while in his 
Abbot Boniface, 'bis Friar Tuck, and his intriguing Euah- 
leigh, he has justly etigmalised mouaatic lazmcsH, and de- 
nounced ultramontane duplicity, he has not forgotten to 
eibibit the bright reverse of the Eoman medal, but has done 
full roeaeure of justice to the noljler inspirations of our 


creed, bodied forth in Mary Stuart, Hugo de Lacy, Catbe- 
rine Seaton, Die Vernon, and Rose de Beranger. Naj, even 
in bis fictions of cloistered life, among the drones of that 
ignoble crowd, he ha« drawn minds of another sphere, and 
spirits whose ingenuous nature and piety unfeigned were 
not worthy of this world's deceitful intercourse, but fitted 
them to commune in solitude with Heaven. 

" Such are the impressions, and such the mood of mind in 
which I shall accost the illustrious visitor ; and you, Frank, 
shall accompany me on this occasion." 

Accordingly, the next morning found Prout, punctual to 
Knapp's summons, at his appointed post on the top of the 
castle, keeping a keen look-out for the arrival of Sir Walter. 
He came, at length, up the " laurel avenue," so called from 
the gigantic laurels that overhang the path, 

" Which bowed, 
As if each brought a new classic wreath to his head ;" 

and alighting at the castle-gate, supported by Knapp, he 
toiled up the winding stairs as well as his lameness would 
permit, and stood at last, with all his fame around him, in 
the presence of Prout. The form of mutual introduction 
was managed by Knapp with his usual tact and urbanity ; 
and the first interchange of thoughts soon convinced Scott 
that he had lit on no " clod of the valley " in the priest. 
The confabulation which ensued may remind you of the 
** Tusculanse Quaestiones " of Tully, or the dialogues " De 
Oratore," or of Home Tooke's " Diversions of Purley," or of 
all three together. La void. 


I congratulate myself, reverend father, on the prospect of 
having so experienced a guide in exploring the wonders of 
this eelebrated spot. Indeed, I am so far a member of your 
communion, that I take delight in pilgrimages ; and you be- 
hold in me a pilgrim to the Blarney stone. ^ 


I accept the guidance of so sincere a devotee ; nor has a 
more accomplished palmer ever worn scrip, or staff, or 
scollop-shell, in my recollection ; nay, more— right honoured 
flhall the pastor oi the neighbouring upland feel in afibrding 

leltcr snd faoxpitnlity, aiioh na every pL^im has cUim la, 
the peoitent will deigu visit tny liumble duelling. 

My vow forbids! I must not tliink of bodily refre^h- 
ent. DF onr aueli profane aolicitiides, until 1 go through 
le solemn' rouads of my devotional career— until I kisa 
ihe stuDe," and ciplore the "cave where no daylight 
Iters." the " fracture in the battlement." the "lake well 
with, fishes," and, finally, " the sweet rock-doBe." 

All these Bball you duly contemplate when you shall have 
rested from the fatigue of climbing to thia lofty eminence, 
wbraoe, eeated on these battlements, you can command a 
Ikndscapo fit to repay the toil of the most laborious pere- 
grination ; in frutb, if the ancient observance were not 
mfficiently vindicated by jour ejample to-day, I should 
late thought it my duty to take up tie gauntlet for that 
uch-abuaed set of men, the pilgrims of olden time. 


Jn all cases of initiation to any solemn ritca. such as 1 sni 
■out to enter on, it is customary to give an introductory 
nre to the neophyte ; and se you seem disposed to 
ighl«n uB with a preamble, you have got, reverend father, 
ne a most docile auditor, 

There is a work, Sir "Walter, with which I presume you 

not unac.juainted, which forcibly and beautifully por- 

8 the honest fervour of our forefetbers in their untu- 

^^^.,d views of Christianity: but if the "Tales of the 

irusadnr* " connt among their dramatU pert-ma the mitred 

nUte, the cowled hermit, the croiiered abbot, snd the 

lllont templar, strange miiture of daring and devotion, — 

IT d*> I prefer the sketch of that peculiar creation of Catlio- 

city and roraanfe, the penitent under solemn vow, wlin 

mea down fnmi Thabor or from Lebanon to embark for 

Uropr ; and who in rude garb and witb unahoddeu feet 

"U rrtum lo his nattce plains of Languedoc or Lombnrdy, 


displaying with pride the emblem of Palestine, and realising 
what Virgil only dreamt of — 

" FrimuB Idumsoa referam tibi, MantuB, palnuq^ !** 

But I am wrong in saying that pilgrimages belong exclu- 
sively to our most ancient form of Christianity, or that the 
patent for this practice appertains to religion at all. It is 
the simplest dictate of our nature, though piety has conse- 
crated the practice, and marked it for her own. Patriotism, 
Eoetry, philanthropy, all the arts, and all the finer feelings, 
ave their pilgrimages, their hallowed spots of intense in- 
terest, their haunts of fancy and of inspiration. It is 
the first impulse of every genuine affection, the tendency 
of the heart in its fervent youthhood ; and nothing but the 
cold scepticism of an age which Edmund Burke so truly 
designated as that of calculators and economists, could scoff 
at the enthusiasm that feeds on ruins such as these, that 
visits with emotion the battle-field and the ivied abbey, or 
Shakespeare's grave, or Galileo's cell, or Bunnymede, or 

Filial affection has had its pilgrim in Telemachus ; gene- 
rous and devoted loyalty in Blondel, the best of trouba- 
dours ; Bruce, Belzoni, and Humboldt, were pilgrims of 
science ; and John Howard was the sublime pilgrim of 

Actuated by a sacred feeling, the son of Ulysses visited 
every isle and inhospitable shore of the boisterous .£gean, 
until a father clasped him in his arms ; — propelled by an 
equally absorbing attachment, the faithful minstrel of Uoeur 
de Lion sang before every feudal castle in Germany, until 
at last a dungeon-keep gave back the responsiye echo of 
" O Richard ! O mon roy /" If Belzoni died toilwom and 
dissatisfied — if Baron Humboldt is still plodding his course 
through the South American peninsula, or wsfted on the 
bosom of the Pacific — it is because the domain of science is 
infinite, and her votaries must never rest : 

" For there are wanderers o'er eternity, 
Wiose bark goes on and on, and anchor*d ue*er shall beT' 

But when Howard explored the secrets of every prison- 
house in Europe, performing that which Burke classically 
described as " a circumnavigation of charity •" nay, when. 


I K fltill holier errand, three pastern sages riune &otn tlie 

punilanrs of the earlh lu tin homnge lo a cradle ; tliink ve 

Dt that iu tLeir», as iu every pilgrim's progress, a licFit 

lo olhers shoue on the path before them? derived 

lej- But untiring vigour from the eialt«d nature of their 

suit, feit Ihcv Out " a piniun lifting everj" limb i" Siieli 

the feelings Vhicli Tiiaso beautifully desoribes wben he 

jgs his heroes within view of Sion : 

Aita contriliUTi i 
Di itmoivfo e nTonute nflettu. 
Omoo BppeiiB d' innnU»r lo Ti»l« 
VtT U cittl, dj Oriato sIbCTgo clrtto, 
Dore niort, iloie «epoll« Tue, 
Doto poi civcstl U luetnbia guo !" 

Canto III. 

1 need not tell you, Sir Walter, thnt the father of history, 
revious to taking up the pen of Clio, explored every monu- 
.Bieut of Upper I^pt ? or tliut Herodotus hnd been pre- 
<cedi-d by liomer, and followed by Pythngorna, in this pliilo- 
■ophii'! pilgrimage; tbat Athens aud Corinth were the 
Rvourite resorts of the Roman literati, Sylla, Lucullus, and 
tlecKQaa. when no lunger the seats of empire i aud that 
iome itself ia. in its turn, become aa well the haunt of tlie 
ntiquartan as the poet, and the painter, aud the Christian 
nlgnm ; for dull indeed would tliat man be. duller than tlie 
tagnant weed that vegetates on Lethe's shore, who again 
iotild put the exploded interrogatory, once fallen, not la- 
stly, Irom tbe mouth of a clown— 

"Qbc tiuilB fuit Btimani tibi caiua Tiddidi?" 

I meftU not to deny that there eiiat vulgar minds and Honk 
rithout refinenifut, whose perceptions are of that stunted 
lUlure that thev can aee nothing in the " pass of Thermo- 
pyW but a gap for eattle ; in the " Forum" but a cow- 
«rd[ and for w horn St. Helena itself is but a barren rock : 
lut. thank Heaven ! we are not all yet come to that uuen- 
iftble stsigeof utilitarian philosophy ; and there is stili some 
lope left for the Jluses' haunts, when he of Abbotaford 
'dbIw* nnt to visit the castle, the stone, aud the groves of 


Nor is he unsupported in the indulgence of this classi* 
fancy ; for there exists another pilgrim, despite of modem 
cavils, who keeps up the credit of the profession — a way- 
ward childe, whose restless spirit has long since spurned 
the solemn dulness of conventional life, preferring to hold 
intercourse \^ath the mountain-top and the ocean- brink: 
Ida and Salamis ** are to him companionship ;" and every 
broken shaft, prostrate capital, and marble fragment of that 
sunny land, tells its tale of other days to a fitting listener in 
Harold : for him Etruria is a teeming soil, and the spirit of 
song haunts Ravenna and Parthenope : for him 

" There is a tomb in Arqu^" 

which to the stolid peasant that wends his away along the 
Euganeian hills is mute indeed as the grave, nor breathes 
the name of its indweller ; but a voice breaks forth from 
the mausoleum at the passage of Byron, the ashes of Pe- 
trarch grow warm in their marble bed, and the last wish of 
the poet in his " Legacy" is accomplished : 

" Then if some bard, who roams forsaken, 
Shall touch on thy cords in passing along, 
O may one thought of its mastor waxen 
The swcetrat smile for the Childe qf Song /** 


Proud and flattered as I must feel, O most learned 
divine ! to be classified with Herodotus, Pythagoras, Bel- 
zoni, Bruce, and Byron, I fear much that I am but a sorry 
sort of pilgrim, after all. Indeed, an eminent writer of 
your church has laid it down as a maxim, which I suspect 
applies to my case, " Qui multum peregrinantur rar6 soucti- 
ficantur." Does not Thomas k Kempis say so ? 


The doctrine may be sound ; but the book from which 
you quote is one of those splendid productions of uncertain 
authorship which we must ascribe to some " great unknown" 
of the dark ages. 


Be that as it may, I can give you a parallel sentiment 
from one of your French poets ; for I understand you are 

i. FLXA rOR ] 

^INvtaal to tlie literature of that in errv nation. Tbe pilgrim's 
Lvudenngs ore conipareil by this gullii] satirist to the 
r BieuiderinE! i-oursc of a tirer in Germanv, wiiich, afttr 
t WKt«riDg the plains uf Prot^shnnl Wirtemberg and Catholic 
I Austria, enters, bjr way of finale, on the rfomaina of the 
Gnnd Turk : 

" Tai m to Dnniibe incoiuUnt, 
Qui. tBDiM Calbnllque et laaUt Fraieslnnl^ 
Bi'rt Rome et Iintlier de son oade -, 
Mais, eom|itHnL apris pour riMi 
Romaui et Luthfrjen, 
Finit so (-aurae TOj^ubonilo 

Par n'drrpM m6mo Chretien. 

RAninent eo oourant le Dinnde 

On derii'Dt haninic do bion !" 

By tUe way, bfire you seen Stothard'a capital print, " The 
Pil^iaiage t<i Canterbury ?" 

Such orgies on pioua pretences I cannot but deplore, with 
Chaocer, Erasmus, Dryocn, and Pope, who were all of my 
i-Twd, and pointedly oimdemned them, The Papal hierarchy 
in thia country have repeatedly disco untenanceii such unholy 
duiuga. Witness their efforts to demolish the cavern of 
Lougiiderg, called St, Patrick's Purgatory, that has no 
better claim to antiquity than our Blarney cave, in which 
■■ bata and badtjera are forcrer bred." And still, ironceniing 
this truly Irish curiosity, there is a dociiuient of a droll 
dl^^l*^iption in Kymcr'a " Fcpdcra," in the 3 2d rear of Ed- 
ward lit.. A.D. 1858. It is no less tbon a certiBcnte, duly 
[iiade out by that good-natured monarch, shewing to all men 
as how a fort-ign nobleman did really visit the Cave of St. 
Patrick,* and passed a night in its mysterious recesses. 

■ Thia is, <m beline, what Prout sUudm to ; siiil we aanfeaB it ia ii 
lowwiu nlic of oldes nimpliuit;, uid ought to see the light : — 

"A.D. 1SSS.S0. 32Edw. in. 
"Lltl-r--- ■ ■ ' :iii'r4 in S" Pntricii Purjistorio. Hi'i 

I] . ; riTMHitos litliirac pcrreiicnnt, salulpin! 

"> i'ii» de Armitmio, mUe?, ad pnc4tMttiiiiu 

:,-..--■,. -HiOBuit quod ipas uuper k torrjc iubb 

i!'..>:-i, r.- '■ ■■! Sancti Fiwrii'ii, infra termin no^tram 

EjiKmii coiia'.iliilurii, in i!.iiiU= corporis tui lulwribus pErujjre tisilirat, 



I was aware of the existence of that document, as also of 
the remark made by one Erasmus of Eotterdam concerning 
the said cave: "Non desunt hodi^ qui descendunt, sed 
prius triduano enecti jejunio ne sano capite ingrediantur." • 
Erasmus, reverend friend, was an honour to your cloth; 
but as to Edward III., I am not surprised he should have 
encouraged such excursions, as he belonged to a family 
whose patronymic is traceable to a pilgrim's vow. My 
reverend friend is surely in possession of the historic fact, 

ac per integrse diei ac noctis continiiatum spatium, ut est moris, elausus 
manserat in eodem, nobis cum instantia supplicando, ut in prsmissonun 
veracius fulcimentum regales nostras litteras inde sibi concedere digoA- 

"Nos autem ipsius peregrinationis eoneiderantes periculosa discri- 
mina, licet tanti nobilis in htLc parte nobis assertio sit aocepta, quia 
tamen dilecti ac fidelis nostri Almarici de S^ Amando, militis, justiciarii 
nostri Hybemi«, simul ac Prioris et Conventib loci dioti Purgatorii, et 
etiam alionim auctoritatis multse virorum litteris, aliisque claris eviden- 
tiis informamur quod dictus nobilis banc peregrinationem rii^ perfeoerat 
et etiam animosh, 

** Dignum duximus super bis testimonium nostrum favorabiliter ad- 
bibere, ut sublato cujusris dubitationis involucre, pnemissorum reritas 
singulis lucidius patcfiat, bas litteras nostras sigillo r^o consignataa 
illi duximus concedendas. 

" Dat' in palatio nostro West', xxiv die Octobris, 1358." 

Rymer'a FcederOy by Caley. London, 1826. 
Vol. iii. pt. i. p. 408. 

• Erasmus in Adagia, artic. de antro Tropbonii. See also Camden's 
account of this cave in Ids Hybeniue Description edition of 1594^ p. 67L 
It is a singular fact, though little known, that from the risions said to 
occur in tliis cavern, and bruited abroad by the fraternity of mon1», 
whoso connexion with Italy was constant and intimate, Dante took the 
first hint of his Divina Commedia, II Purgalorio. Such was the cele- 
brity this cave Iiad obtained in Spain, that the great dramatist Calderoo 
made it the subject of one of his best pieces ; and it was so well known 
at the court of Ferrara, that Ariosto introduced it into his Orlmub 
Purioio, canto x. stanza 92. 

" Quindi Ruggier, poichb di banda in banda 
Vide gl' Inglesi, and6 verso 1' Irlanda 
E vide Ibcmia fetbulosa, dove 
II santo veechiarel feoe la cava 
In che tanta meree par che si trove, 
Che r uom vi ^vtrge^ ogni sua colpa prara I" 

^ rL£A FOR PII.UBU(A0E3, 49 

wt the nttme of Plantagenet is derived from plante de 
netl, a sprig of iieaili, wliich the first DiJie of Anjou wore 
I bU helmet as a si^ of penitential buniiliatioii, nben 
toot to depart for the holvlimd: though wliv a broom- 
Wig should iiidi(»t« lawlinesa is not satisfactorily explained. 


The monJcB of that day, who are reputed to have been 
y ignorant, were perhaps acquainted with the " Georgics" 
if Vii^U, and rocolleeted the verse — 

"Quid majors wquar? Suliirei kumiln^m Gmiitrr." 

1 suppose there is some similar reiiondite allnsion in that 
onsiCcouDtable decoration of every holy trsveller'a occoutre- 
meoc, the scollop-shell ? or was it merely uaed to quaff the 
watore of the brook i" 

I It was first assumed by the penitents who resorted to the t 
idirinD of St, Jagp di Cumpoalella, on the west«m coast of ?**' 
Spain, to be to ben that they had extended their penitential 
csmirsion so far as that sainted ebore; just as the palni- 
bnuich WM tiifficient evidence of a visit to Palestine. Did 
not the soldiers of 3 Koman general fill their belnieta with 
cockles on the brink of the German Ocean ? By the by, 
when my Inbnrious and learned friend the renowned AbM 
Trablet, in vindicating thedelugeagainst Voltaire, instanced 
the heaps of marine remains and conchylia on the ridge of the 
Pv reuses, the witty reprobate of Femev ha<l the unblushing 
effrontery to asMTt that those were shells left behind by the 
pilgrims of St. Jacques on re-crossing the mountains. 

1 muat not, meantime, forget the objects of my devotion ; 
and with your beniaon, reverend father, shall proceed to 
"' "stone." 


You behold, Sir Walter, in this block the most valuable 


remnant of Ireland's ancient glory, and the most predona 
lot of her PhoBnician inheritance ! Possessed of thia trea- 
sure, she may well be designated 

** First flower of the earth and first gem of the sea ;** 

for neither the musical stone of Memnon, that " so sweetly 
played in tune," nor the oracular stone at Delphi, nor the 
lapidary talisman of the Lydian Qyges, nor the colossal 
granite shaped into a sphinx in Upper Egypt, nor Stone- 
henge, nor the Pelasgic walls of Italy's PaJs&strina, offer 
so many attractions. The long-sought lapis philasophorum^ 
compared with this jewel, dwindles into insignificance ; nay, 
the savoury fragment which was substituted for the infant 
Jupiter, when Saturn had the mania of devouring his child- 
ren ; the Luxor obelisk ; the treaty-stone of Limerick, with 
all its historic endearments ; the zodiacal monument of 
Denderach, with all its astronomic importance ; the Elgin 
marbles with all their sculptured, the Arundelian with all 
their lettered riches, — cannot for a moment stand in com- 
petition with the Blarney block. What stone in the world, 
save this alone, can communicate to the tongue that suavity 
of speech, and that splendid effrontery, so necessary to get 
through life ? Without this resource, how could Brougham 
have managed to delude the English public, or Dan O'Con- 
nell to gull even his own countrymen? How could St. 
John Long thrive? or Dicky Sheil prosper? What else 
could have transmuted my old friend Pat Lardner into a man 
of letters— LL.D., F.R.S.L. and E., M.R.I.A., F.KA.S., 
F.L.S., F.Z.S., F.C.P.S., &c. &c. ? What would have be- 
come of Spring Rice ? and who would have heard of Charley 
Phillips ? When the good fortune of the above-mentioned 
individuals can be traced to any other source, save and 
except the Blarney stone, I am ready to renounce my belief 
in it altogether. 

This palladium of our country was brought hither origi- 
nally by the Phoenician colony that peopled Ireland, and is 
the best proof of our eastern parentage. The inhabitants of 
Tyre and Carthage, who for many years had the Blarney 
stone in their custody, made great use of the privil^e, as 
the ^Toyerbs Jtdes Puniea^ Tyriosque bilinguei^ testify. Henoo 


the origin of this wondroue tnlisman ia of the rcmotpBt 

Stnibo. Diodorue, and PUny, meation the arrival of the 
Tyriona iu Iftlaad about the year 883 before Christ, accord- 
iug to the chrouology of Sir laaac Newtou, oad the tweoty- 
fitst year after the wick of Troy. 

?iow, to show that in nU their niigrationa they carefidly 
watched over this treBaun; of eloquence and souriie of dj- 
plomiury, I need only enter into a few etymological detaila. 
Carthage, where they settled for many eeuturies, but which 
turns out to have been only a stage and restiug-place in 
the ppoifrc«s of iheir westom wanderiugs, bears in its very 
name the trace of ita haviug had in its poasesBion and cus- 
tody the filnmey Stone. This city ia called in the Scripture 
Tariut, or Tarikuh, Bny-fPi whicb in Hebrew mcana a, 
caUabU ttrme, a ttonf o/pnee, rendered in your authorised ( ?) 
tmion, where it occurs in the 28th and 39th chapters of 
EioduB, by the specific terra beri/l, a sort of jewel. In hia 
r txunmeniariea on this word, an eminent rabbi, Jacob Bodri- 
I ncs Slorcira. tlie Spanish Jew, ears thnt Carthage ia evi- 
kdcutly the Tarsiia ot the Bible, and ne reads the word thus — 
llST^r, Bceoiinting for the termination in uh, by which 
mOttrtAaffo bc<.'ome« Canhith, ill a very ^ilausible way: " now," 
~rjti W, " "ur peoplish have de very great knack of ending 
" e Torda in i*h ; for if you go on the 'Change, you will 
t the great man Nicholish lt«trhild calling the English 
a monuk." — See Jiecturti delirered in tke ITestern Syna- 

'ut, further, doea it not stand to reason that there 

C be aome other latent way of accounting for the pur- 

t of at much ground a» an irt-liide would cover, besideB 

merallv received and moat unautisfactory eipianatiou i* 

.tbe Tynans bought as much land as their Blarney, 

d require to fix itmelf solidly , — 

a qiuDtum paliul ciriiuiniliire terga ;" 
L^Utt much, by the taliamauic stone they 
Indei) the aimpte natives, and finally ha- 
f Airica. 


ytn have thrown a new and unexpected light on 


a most obscure passage in ancient liistoiy; but bow the 
stone got at last to the county of Cork, appears to me a 
difficult transition. It must give you great ^uble* 


My dear sir, don't mention it ! It went to Minorca with 
a chosen body of Carthaginian adventurers, who stole it 
awav as their Dest safeguard on the expedition. They first 
settled at Fort Mahon, — a spot so called from tbe clan of 
the O'Mahonys, a powerful and prolific race still flourishing 
in this countv ; just as the Nile had been previously so 
named from tlie tribe of the O'Neils, its aboriginal inhabi- 
tants. All these matters, and many more curious points, will 
be one day revealed to the world by my friend Heniy 
O'Brien, in his work on the Hound Towers of Ireland. Sir, 
we built the pyramids before we left Egypt ; and all those 
obelisks, sphinxes, and Memnonic stones, were but emblems 
of the great relic before you. 

Gheorge Knapp, who had looked up to Prout with dumb 
amazement from the commencement, here pulled out his 
spectacles, to examine more closely the old block, while Scott 
shook his head doubtingly. 

" I can convince the most obstinate sceptic. Sir "WaltJar," 
continued the learned doctor, " of the intimate connexion 
that subsisted between us and those islands which the Bo- 
mans called insula Baleares, without knowing the significatioil 
of the words which they thus applied. That they were so 
called from the Blarney stone, will appear at once to any 
person accustomed to trace Celtic derivations : the Ulster 
king of arms, Sir William Betham, has shown it by the fol- 
lowing scale." 

Here Frout traced with his cane on the muddy floor of the 
castle the words 

« BflLtfAR^f fN*ul^=Blanue !" 


Prodigious ! My reverend friend, you have set the point 
at rest K)r ever — rem acu tetigisti ! Have the goodness to 


I Setting Bail from Minorca, the«'ippdition,aft«rencount«r- 
; & deoperate storm, cleared the Pillare of Hercules, and 
ling in the Cove of Cork, deposited their treasure in the 
mest spot aud the ahadiest groves of thia be&utiful vi- 


How do you account for their being left by the Cartba- 
'a quiet possession of this invaluable deposit? 


They had aoffieient tact (derived from their connexion 
iriti) the stone) to give out, that in the storm it had been 
tlirown overboard to relieve the abip, in latitude 36° 14*, 
gitude 'Zi°. A search was ordered by the senate of Car- 
luigr, and the Sfcditcrranean was dragged without effect ; 
pot the morineni of that sea, acoording to Virgil, retained a 
^perelitious reverence for every aubtnarine appearance of 
ketone : 

' S&iB rocsnt Itali msdii* qov id ftuctibui! ursB !" 

ind Aristotle dint inellysaj-H, in hia treatise "De Mirandis," 
oted by the erudite Justus Lipsius. that a law was enacted 
it any further intercourse with Ireland. Hia worda 
" In man, extra Qerculis Columnas, insulam desertnm 
^rrat»m rninse 9>/tt<ii neuioroiam, in quam crebrd Cartho^ni- 
I commefirint, et aedes etiam nierint : sed veriti ne 
I m»ceret, et (.'arthago laberetur, edicto cavieee ne 
a pwoa capitia eOi deinceps navigoret." 
^ ITie fact is, Sir Walter, Ireland was always considered a 
bcky spot, and constantly escited the jealousy of Greeks, 
^□una, and [leople of every country. The Athenians 
bititgtit that the gtiosto of departed heroes vrere transferred 
o Mir furtunate island, which they call, in the war-song of 
Barmodins and Aristogitou, the Ituid of O's and Macs : 

NxAfi i' (» MAK af flN ei fatM tiMi. 

I And tbe" Grovea of Blarney " have been commemorated 
%if tbe Oroek po«U many centuries before the Christian era. 


iiilv Bor 

old song itself ; ana if Pindar had been an Irishman, I Uui 
he woufd bave celebrated thia favourite haunt in a etjle n 
rery different fro in MiUi kin's classic rhapsody. 

Millikin, the reputed author of that song, iraa but 
simple translator from the Greek original. Indeed, 1 ' 
discovered, when abroad, in the library of Cardinal Mob 
an old Greek manuecript, which, after diligent eiamiiutt 
I am conrinced must be the oldest and " princeps editio 
of the song. I begged to be allowed to copy it, m ord 
that I might compare it n~itli the ancient I>atin or Taiga 
tmnslation which is preserved in the Brera at Milan ; oi 
from a strict and minute comparison with that, and with tl 
Norman- French copy which is appended to DoomBdsV'boo 
and the Oellic-Iriah fragment preserved by Crofton Crokc 
(rejecting as spurious the Arabic, Armeoiaa, and Cbaldl 
BtiuiEna on the same subject, to be found in the colIectiaO' 
the Koyal Asiatic Society,) 1 have come to the conclusu 
that the Greeks were the undoubted original contrims > 
that splendid ode ; though whether we ascribe it to lyrtM 
or CallimachuB will depend on future eridence ; and j" 
haps, Sir Walter, you would give me your opinion, aa I hi 
copies of all the versious I allude to at my dwelling on I 


1 cannot boast, learned father, of much nv( in Uollimi) 
matters ; but should tind myself quite at home in the 
and Norman-French, to iiistii.-et which T shall with 
accompany you : so here I kiss the stone I 

The wondt-rs of " the caialle," tuid " cave," and " 
were speedily gone over ; and now, according to the i 
of the dramatist, moiJo Rimut, tnitiid jMHtt Atheai*, tre i 
tho scene to the tabemncle of Father Prout on Watergnui 
Itill, vhero, round a small table, sat &;(itt, Knupp. and Pro 
—a triumvirate of critics never L*i{ualled. The pap< 




— ^ 


A PLEA FOB mOBnuOEfl. 55 ■ 

.fcU into my hmids when the tab 

e wag cleared for 1 

the flubsi^queut 

repast ; and thuB I 

am able to submit 1 

to the world's 

deciaiou what these 

three could not de- ■ 

cide. rie. vAtVA 

r.S. At then 

ia the original veraior 

of the " Groves of '■> ■ 

loraent of eoios to presa with the Doric, ■ 

the Vulgate, and Gallic teita in juitii-position with the eup- | 

K«ed Driginal, 

fCon-aRian) a Mh ai 

jididate for priority 
Garibaldi in bivouac 

tarts up, the Italic, said to be eimg by 

■mid the woods 

over Lake Como, May 

25, 1859. 

f Bae(I)i Hi Slarnc 

bl BUrne' I boMh 

Qitci lunglii dunijne 

lolomo, psnni. 

Iri, baieLi towhj. 

Trfigo ; rhioiiquB 

Stolpili msTmi 

B Tmi TmcW 

Vi ton, per fiumi 


Son cerch' in van, 

Stupir anooi' j 

Dentp" una gmUa 


Vi-i lier,. lon« 

Plutarch' e Ceare 

Con Nobufhneiiere, 

Fm gntli »c™n'. 

Teocre «i Amor • 

Ml fuor <i KTb* 

Stan, Poea unics. 

^A' e nrmigU, 

m mospo ed «rl)» 

Qui senla tunics! 

Si' (umnn ne nisli 

Sedia guprrbrt 

Menlre comunics 

Con altra mar' 


S'el Ugo anguiUe ; 


Poi iiiegi roiUe 

M« cL vuol- Pet™™ 


Ii'Bcqup InnquiUo 
SIbu per onibnir. 

Per Is grau caren 
Di quel Dami. 

nudi Gifts 

Coa cbeto puio 

Bari ben biuso 


Si ri a ipSBso 

Se ollre puao 

Qui, «n che Uuo 

Un certo emao 

Di rieclii ban, 

Si Tiiol Bfder ; 



In BU b rnocin 

FuA leseer Danl« 
Oil <uroltar o«uti 

Di clii la boocia 


Perenne Iraccia 

■ mcorm-J^n. 

Delln pkier, 

Rimaii tulor: 

I Un' Croniwtilo 

Poi w Id gonna 

Quel >i diitingufl qmdlo 

Di gflitil doiini, 

Coo uear lingue 

Cl>' B mo oilollo 

Picn di lb«uighB 

. Auoliodid, 

VicQ quik pnuBT, 

Per inEmnnar: 

Itt -luv |HTA 


Ch' Ol,.irro 

Noti prt^xb' in Y»no 

Min Dmil- Detn 


S.Tcbbc Xrimo _ 




C|)f &xoUii of Slarnep. Lb Boib db Blabbatb. 


The groTos of Blamej, 
They look so charming, 
Down bj the purlings 
Of sweet silent brooks, 
All docked by posies 
That spontaneous grow there, 
Planted in order 
In the rocky nooks. 
'Tis there the daisy, 
And the sweet camatidn, 
The blooming pink. 
And the rose so fiiir ; 
Likewise the lily, 
And the daffodilly — 
All flowers that scent 
The sweet open air. 

'Tis Lady Jeffers 
Owns this plantation ; 
Like Alexander, 
Or hke Helen fair, 
There's no commander 
In all the nation, 
For regulation 
Can with lier compare. 
Such walls surround her. 
That no nine-pounder 
Could ever plunder 
Her place of strength ; 
But Oliver Cromwell, 
Her he did pommel. 
And made a breach 
In her battlement. 


Chamumi hoeaget I 
Tout me ravissn, 
Que d*avantogeM 
Foua rSunUtet I 
Rochere iauvaget, 
Faieibles ruitseaux, 
Tendree ramagee 
De gentile oieeatue : 
Dans ee dowe parage 
Aimable Nature 
A fait /ialage 
jy^temeUe verdure ; 
Et leejleure^ k meture 
Qu*eilee eroieeent^ k raieon 
De la belle eaieon 
Font brtller lew parurt. 



(feet Madame de Jefferte^ 
Femme pleine daddreeee^ 
Qui eur eee beaux dieerit 
R^ne en JUre prineeeee. 
File exerce eee droite 
Comme dame maitreese, 
Dane eette fortereeee 
Que Ik hautje vois. 
Flue eage millefoia 
Qu* Hilenh ou ClSopatre, 
Cromvtl eeul put tabbdtre^ 
La mettant auM aboie^ 
Quand, allumant »a mtche^ 
Point ne tira au hasard^ 
Maie bien dane eon rempari 
Fit irrfyarable breclte. 



a OF Bnusir. 57 

'H'r>.B Bab^xhij. 

Mhrneim iV^iw, 

TiK B\apriai al Mm 


^i^trai. (nXXi^uXXai. 

Gnudea ermra tirrtU, 


rumgeras rap«a 

nnyo* ^iflfpiiouiiai* 

BUra™ sua stupcM ! 

'BcBvra yifmOiyru 

MunDOTB dum (««> 

iiivaett tr ajtofifBi" 

Qiu. valuti muloi 

Edr' irSf' ir^Tt^lkai'y. 


ittt l*r' orXa.iij.a 

MultiiB in hoc lueo 

r»iiiB (Bl tfvOiiia. 

Kubet imdiqua flm siue fiioo, 

!» r' t«i ea\D* Tt 

Ac ibi forniosuiD 

Bd«iX,rar po^cy re. 

Comii nbique roaiun i 

Ka. X..pur r. f »>.. 

BiiBTiter M florea 

A-fc^iXi^ rr ;3f.-..., 

Mifcent nt unsbia odoresj 

Ilavr' arSifi' a KaXf/Kiv 

Neo requiem demue, 

r.r inluucon"''- 





Ftrmiim dui homm 

RoXij tai japirpion 

Rcgiut Jef^Rgas loco rum. 

Oc ■».«». «c '■ "■'OS 

Paw. virago gmri., 

Tbu A>.^««.ei^'°l. 

MurlpqiiB pejor aTii ! 

*n-i«l{ ><it' araTBii- 

Ufvf r" !•■ iraig 

Componoret ei Cleopulram, 



•Ot durp «.; 

Non Iiabef. ilLi piu'rtl. 

Turro man wis i^tA 

Tn|o. ™«o. ro,.. ?. 

NuIU est riolaniia biliati ; 

Ain-<tv dft^iarlfovrnt. 

Turria erat diria 

n.Xjp.V Jt ^.vr. 

Hon penetTMido riris ; 

MarifK vir ^aXX" ic pjpiui. 

Tainen illic Tecit hiatum. 

. Zttftt. K iraaoc 

Et ludtxi hero* 

LucttinaroeferwiT ^^^H 





There ifl a care where 
No daylight enters, 
But cats and badgers 
Are for ever bred ; 
And mossed bj nature 
Makes it completer 
Than a coach-and-six, 
Or a downy-bed. 
'Tis there the lake is 
Well stored with fishes, 
And comely eels in 
The Terdant mud ; 
Besides the leeches, 
And groves of beeches, 
Standing in order 
To guard the flood. 

Ilegt aan» eei vallont 
Vne tombre eaveme, 
Ou jamais nous naliom 
Qu'armh iTune lanienu 
La mousse en eette gmtU 
Tapissant ehaque moUe 
Vbus of re des sofas ; 
Etlh se trouve urn'e 
La douce symplumie 
Des hibouM ei des chats. 
Tout jfris on voit un lac, 
Ok lee poissons affluent, 
Avec asses de sangsues 
Pour en remplir un sae ; 
Et tur ces bords ehampitres 
On a plants det kitres. 



There gravel walks are 
For recreation. 
And meditation 
In sweet solitude. 
'Tis there the lover 
May hear the dove, or 
The gentle plover. 
In the afternoon ; 
And if a lady 
Would be so engaging 
As for to walk in 
Those shady groves, 
'Tis there the courtier 
Might soon transport her 
Into some fort, or 
The " sweet rock-dose." 

Jei Vhomme atrabilaire 
Un sentierpeut ehoisir 
Pour y smvir a loistr 
Son rive solitaire^ 
Quand une nymphs erue^^ 
L*a mis au dSsespoir, 
Sans qu'ilpuisse emoun^ 
L* inexorable belle. 
Quel dousf reposje ffout^^ 
Assis sur ee gazon / 
Du rossignol j* Scouts 
Le tendre diapason. 
Ah ! dans eet antre nmi 
Puisse ma LSonore^ 
Celle que man cfeur ad(>r'^ 
Venir furtive au soir i 

^^^H TUE 




"<■« atT|Mv ,<TT- »« ;. 

Hie tenebroBB (wTMUft ^^^^| 

■0]f' 4f>lp- oi.iror- it^f . 

H>X<<( Jt. ■„, j„\u, ,y 

TAlpl habiUtH pigTD, ^^^^1 

AiTfi r^iifavrai uiiv 

Ifon nine fulo Digro ; ^^^^^^L 

Muiciu iaere olli ^^^H 

Aj>«<c *"«■ iSpi'ov yi 

Btrarit toon (egmine molli ^^^^| 

-eiiirrvv n J<*P<»o 

L«4ictc, ut ^^^H 

H (Hriir wvXiH>- 

Motlior msQt huBiiu : ^^^H 

U»««. r. H"., 

A.f.»T| («> I^«pl(^^^ 

Luleonantgurgilenillli!: ^^^^| 

K'TIP^-C *>"»"" 

Quo DM, BinicB tuti, ^^H 

Er .Kvt eaXexpp 

Hiislia birudo L-uLi : ^^^^H 

BAiXXai T( 1W.V aXXa 

OraidB decua piw, ^^^^| 

tqT*w " aX<n| mX' <V 

FluTii Btaut mgrgiuc fagi ; ^^^| 

Xnxi*"' t«< r>ru>r<i<, 

Q uodque t^^gunt miDU ^^^H 


labile BimieDsmoi ^^H 



<l,fl.r-C / .,.. r,p«oc 

Cenii.- hns toUm ^^H 

'Bfoo >r.pi>rur,iaiv 

Qu& ducunt troiuiw uitlca, ^^^H 

Evnuf r< Siini' 

HsBC mtmie in sedi^iii ^^H 

Kar' fpqfiuu' }Xi>(<i<it-* 

Fer medUmte p«4cui, ^^H 

Eb-r. <a. .p-arp 

Qviequis udes, bvlle ^^^H 

Mrf- J«.pa,. pXa.r, 

IVuiftiius amorc puollre ^^^| 

Aioviti' 1) roi(p»'V' 5 

Aul pa true csne ^^^H 

&. ^-»« X.y«^.v. t 

Temptu iiiBiKl dun.' I ^^^B 

E< »c r. «. J..>D...a 

Dumqup jacee hurbO, ^^^| 

Bill mXi; /ttvaiv^ 

Turtur llet vow etii>rrb;, ^^^H 


]#H{ 1* tflUtOlTl. 

Flct phUomeU «oiia ^^^| 

Ttcii^iratT' ■"»'■> 

Speluua sppiiret ^^H 

Avrif i( uirariHra 

QuHiii dui Trojauiu atiiarot, ^^^H 

K.C »»pr.v r. q iB-c .... 

In umili iiido ^^H 


Kkin fuit kut Dido. ^^^| 




There are stataes gracing 
This noble place in — 
All heathen gods, 
And nymphs so fair ; 
Bold Neptune, Csesar, 
And Nebuchadnezzar, 
All standing naked 
In tha open air ! 
There is a boat on 
The lake to float on, 
And lots of beauties 
Which I can't entwine : 
But were I a preacher, 
Or a classic teacher, 
In eyery feature 
I'd make 'em shine I 

Datu ees dattique* Umm 
Plus dPune statue brille, 
Et seprismU aum yeum 
En parfait d^shoHUs ! 
Lh Neptune on discerns^ 
Et Jules Cisar en plombf 
Et Venus, et le trone 
Du Giniral Eolofeme, 
Veut-on voffuer au large 
Sur ee lact un esquif 
Offre a VamaUwr eraintif 
Les chances d^un naufrage* 
Que ne sms-Je fin Eugo^ 
Ou quelqu^auteur en vogms. 
En oe genre dSglogue, 
Je n*aurais pas d'^goux. 


There is a stone there, 
That whoever kisses. 
Oh ! he nerer misses 
To grow eloquent. 
'Tis he may clamber 
To a lady's chamber. 
Or become a member 
Of parliament : 
A clever spouter 
He'll sure turn out, or 
An out-and-outer, 
"To be let alone," 
Don't hope to hinder him. 
Or to bewilder him ; 
Sure he's a pilgrim 
IVom the Blarney stone !• 

* End of Millikin's Trsnalation of 
t¥« QroTes of BUrney. 

Tine pierre s*y reneontre^ 
Estimable trSsor, 
Qui vaut s(m poids en or 
Au guide qui la montre. 
Qui haise ce monumentt 
Acquiert la parole 
Qui doucement cqjolei 
II devient Sloquent, 
Au boudoir d*une dame 
II sera hien re^Uf 
Et mime h son in»fu 
Fera naitre unejlamme. 
Homme a bonnes fortunes^ 
A lui onpeut sejler 
Pour mystifier 
La Chambre des Communes.f 

t lel finlBt le Po^me dit le Bofs de BUf^ 
tuiye, oopU da LiTre de Doomtdftye^ a. m 





8.3I.X' ayXailo*™ 

Plumbca signa Deflm 

B»Ti iter mrnv n. 

Namna ornflDt, gnuido tropluniml 

Tmv ie«<«i- tfHuv r(. 


T-i- Apvae.'f ioXmo' re 

Nfw iine frugo Cctm, 

U«ri,tur^t, KDH^np 

Soptuiiique »Bgo 

r .ip.. NB,ixvJ™,«op' 

De Oumine turgit imago i 

Er aiSpif aitovTac 

Joliua luc C«>ar 

Ear' ititv yp/ivn-ic ifvoJTot. 

Slat, Nabccliud que Neiarl 

Bf Xii*"; •«" irXoiav, 

NBTieiila meonti 

E. fit irXitiv S,Koi ay 

Dnt ouiqiifi perii^iiln ponti. 

Kai laXd ooo' •>» not 

8> quia ejtahi Me cum 

Ob (lEviifi' irrtiruooi' 

Tult super ire lacum. 

AW •• y- t.qi- Xo}r„rrflc. 

Canniui huic ter sum 

H lilanoXoc oof iotijc, 

Canatiu h\c oUdcre yemao i 

Tst' r|a][4«rar' Rv ooi 

Pauper at ingE^a, 

Atifoi^t ro ■j>a>' <Toi. 

Pin* niliil intenio ! 



£iiiXiOov r* (i'pqmic. 

Fortunfltam Butem 

Premuenint ojculn coatem 

(FingBrc dCim Conor 

r«r.p JCV. rapaxpilia 

DBbitUBhuicaic honor): 

tVvqno. vu ^«•'gc, 

Quam bene tu Dngis 

fiiMifi t' tpartiri't. 

Qui iBii oraculB lingi*. 

tii^rorarf ri XaXHv 

Kv jievKf Twv fitr' oXXuv 

Quod deditille lapis I 

Kai .V ™,t«« 

Oratus homo bollia 

■■ K«eoX««-t" fi«°." 

Pit uDctis mcUo Inbetlii, 

OrsEua erit populo 

Lu )[..p»c «> cfiommi 

Oncula daua Bcopulo j 

D( <»api j-v ^ly-srv 

Fit Bubita orator. 

bH^DJOIW* r' apiirr^- 

Cniidlque iMjuonte BonaWr. 

AJec avpnvof^t 

Scandcre r'u Kthnun ? 

Hano TonerHTO petram If 

1 E,p11rilh(cC-rm«odB NomwiBIU.. 

iwLciir""""' ""^ 



leif AQ be leirnf beAijAir aij aic reo 
Wi*l ceAi)FeA6f)A A]ti pibqA cfne 

Cornrv^i leici cum ^niAccATr &' r-j^SAti. 

r^ cAirleAQ '9A CTorocToU. i)Aled|:?c pleufttA, 
21 bAllATD ceA^A b'AnSMi) 1JA rsitfof ; 
tlcc Ol]beti Cnon)fMl ; 6*^:^5 50 tax) f. 

No. III. 


*' He spread his regetable store, 
And gaily pressed and smiled ; 
And, skilled in legendary lore. 
The lingering hours beguiled." 


Befobe we resume the thread (or yam) of Frank CrsBS- 
well's narrative concerning the memorable occurrences 
which took place at Blarney, on the remarkable occasion of 
Sir "Walter Scott's visit to " the groves," we feel it impera- 
tive on us to set ourselves right with an illustrious corre- 
spondent, relative to a most important particular. "We 
have received, through that useful medium of the inter- 
change of human thought, " the twopenny post," a letter 
whicn we think of the utmost consequence, inasmuch as it 
goes to impeach the veracity, not of Father Prout (patrem 
quis dicere falsum audeat ?), but of the young and somewhat 
facetious barrister who has been the volunteer chronicler of 
his life and conversations. 

For the better understanding of the thing, as it is likely 
to become a quastio vexata in other quarters, we may be 
allowed to bring to recollection that, in enumerating the 

* Fragment of a Celtic MS., firom the King's Library, Copenhagen. 


aj eminent men who hod kisaed the Blarney etone during; 

ODt's reflidenre in the parisli — au experience exteoduig 

elf orer a period of nearly half a fentury — Doctor D. 

rdner was triumphantly mentioned by the benevolent and 

ipl«-ininded incumbent of Watei^asshill, as a proud and 

untostable instance of the virtue and efficacy of the talis- 

D, Applied to the moat ordinary materials with the most 

raouiouB result. luittead of feeling a lingering remnant 

gratitude towards the old pareut-hluck for such super- 

inrai interposition on his beb&Lf, and looking back to that 

kiaa" with fond and filial recollection — instead of allowing 

Ibe etono" to occupy tlio greenest spot in the '^ddemesa 

'bia memory — "the stone" that first shariiened his intel- 

rt, «Dd oil which ought to be iascribed ihe line of Uorace, 

otii, Bcutuin 

■9 ipsa secandi"— 

iEt<!sd of this praiscwortliy cspreasion of tributaiy acknow- 
edgmc-nt, the Doctor writes to us denying all obligation in 
b(^ quarter alluded to, and contrail icting most flatly the 
m>tt impcai^huieut " of having kissed the stone at all. Hia 
At« is couchpd in such peevish tonus, and conceived in such 
wtful mood, that we protest we Ho not recognise the tame 
D(l usually unexcitcd tracings trf his gentle pen ; but rather 
upciA he has been induced, by some medieal wag, to use a 
aill plucked from llic memhrnnous integument ot that cele- 
rat^ "man-porcupijio" who hus of late cxbibited hia liir- 
iteueas at ihe Middleson hospital. 

" London Unittriily, May 6lh. 

■' I owe it to the great cause of ' Useful Know- 
dgr,' to which I linvo dedicated my past labours, to rehut 

Tralclv, yet firmly, the assertion rrjiorlfd to have been 
hj tte bte i{ev. Wr. Prunt (for whom 1 had a high 
*■ iu conversing with the Lato Sir Walter Scott on the 
. alluded to in your ephemeral work ; particularly as 
■tatnment re-asserted by tliat widely-cireuhited 
B Morning Herald of yesterday's date. Were 
rwTerwid dergymaa or the (iistinguished baronet 
fmng, I would apfwal to their candour, and so shame 


the inventor of that tale. But as both are withdrawn bj 
death from the literary world, I call on you, sir, to insert in 
your next Number this positive denial on my part of having 
ever kissed that stone ; the supposed properties of which, I 
am ready to prove, do not bear the test of chymical analysiB. 
I do recollect having been solicited by the present Lord 
Chancellor of England (and also of the London University), 
whom I am proud to call my friend (though you have given 
him the sobriquet of Bridlegoose, with your accustomed want 
of deference for great names), to join him, when, many years 
ago, he privately embarked on board a Westmoreland collier 
to perform his devotions at Blarney. That circumstance is 
of old date : it was about the year that Paris was taken by 
the allies, and certainly previous to the Queen's trial. But 
I did not accompany the then simple Harry Brougham^ con- 
tent with what nature had done for me in that particular 

" You will please insert this disavowal from, 

" SlK, 

" Tour occasional reader, 

"DioNYsius Labdneb, D.D. 

" P.S. — If you neglect me, I shall take care to state my 
own case in the Cyclopaedia. 1*11 prove that the block li 
Blarney is an ' Aerolitbe,* and that your statement as to iti 
Phoenician origin is unsupported by historical evidence. 
Recollect, you have thrown the first stone." 

Now, after considering these things, and much pondering 
on the Doctor's letter, it seemed advisable to refer the 
matter to our reporter, Prank Cresswell aforesaid, who has 
given us perfect satisfaction. By him our attention was 
called, first, to the singular bashfulness of the learned man, 
in curtailing from his signature the usual appendages that 
shed such lustre o'er his name. He lies before us in this 
epistle a simple D.D., whereas he certainly is entitled to 
write himself P.R.S., M.E.I.A., P.E.A.S., F.L.8., F.Z.S., 
F.C.P.S., &c. Thus, in his letter, " we saw him," to borrow 
an illustration from the beautiful episode of James Thomson, 

" We saw him clianning ; but we saw not half — 
Tlie rest his downcast modesty concealed." 


Next as to date* : bow redolent of my TJnde Toby— 
jbout tlie year Dendennonde was taken by tbe allies." 
« reroiois<.-eiiL-e was probably one of wliirb he was imcoo- 
uid we tliLTcJbrf shall uot <mll him a plagiary j hut 
y, how diabolically does he seek to shift the onuB 
ij gniFamen of the whole husiBeas on the rickety shoulders 
Iiis learned friend Bridlegoosel This will not do, O 
le ThaumaturgM ! By implicating " Bridoison," you shall 
" Oxtrioat* yourself— ■' ff ritatd tu diynva, el hie;" and 
ik CrsMwell lion let ua into & secret. Know then, all 
». that wnoDft these never-too-aniiously-to-be-looked-out- 
' " Proiit Pnners," there ia a positive record of the initio- 
in both of Heury Brougham and Patrick Lardner to the 
einaaoory of the Blarney stone ; and, more importaot 
*". — (0, most rare document !) — there is to be found amtd 
[rastlmmous trcsHures of Father Prout the originnl pro- 
of a UtihieTtUy atBlarnty, to be theu and there founded 
the united efforts of Lardner, Dan O'Connell, and Ton\ 
and of which the Doctor's "aekolithe" was to 
» been the corner-stone." 

We therefore rely on the forthcoming Prout Papers for a 
ifinnation of oU we have said ; and here do we cast down 
glove of defiance to the champion of Stinkomalee, even 
;b he come forth armed to the teeth in a panoply, not, 
»r»e, forged on the classic anvil of the Cyclops, however 
irioDsly luuiunered in the clumsy arsenal of his own 

rhtt prDJorlvl ilnii«rsity liu alnce wnimnl Hnother tliipe, anil a 
_f in Stevm's Orn-u, Dublin, once tlin reaidenpcof "flu<t Wbdlej," 
VntoiFiB WhaUr^," (lie lisTingwalked there and bacl for* wagarj, 
kaaa bought bj i>r. Oullon. to whom Mr Di«r»eli will ^nol. a 
' r u> put il>>iru Ibe " Quean '« college*." Tbe Blaroof UDiTenitf 
I hn* cnkllifalnl fun and tbe geoial dereloiinieiil of natiooal 
MM^ bul tbn CuUbd kSkir can Ebtb naught in oommoa «ith 

"A oivo wlicre np dajligbt eaten, 
But mU and badgers are for btbt bred !" 
tHil <i t^incord, nucoar, hopelms gloum. and Deal' tbHtlogj, or 
luliaa tmiiin, page S5, Iim il, 
"In qaceU fn^tls 
Mii intrrrotla 
Ti e ttn lolta, fra gmtti ttnui " 


We know there is another world, where eyerr man will 
get his due according to his deserts ; but if there be a limbui 
patruniy or literary purffatory, where the efl5x)nteiy and ingra> 
titude of folks ostensibly belonging to the republic of letten 
are to be visited with condign retribution, we think we behold 
in that future middle state of purification (which, from our 
friend's real name, we shall call Patrick's Purgatory), Pit 
Lardner rolling the Blarney stone, h la Suypkus, up the hill 
of Science. 

Kai fifiv '2t(rvpo¥ uttuhoy x^arsp' dkyt* t^J^vra 

Aaav jSatrra^oyroe 'jrsXu^tov afi^orf^fiaiVj 

Aur/; s^£/ra mdovdi xuXiydtro AAA2 ANAIAHZ! 

And now we return to the progress of events on "Water- 
grasshiU, and to matters more congenial to the taste of our 

Be GIN A. 


Reffent Street, Ut June, 1835. 

Accept, O Queen ! my compliments congratulatonr on 
the unanimous and most rapturous welcome with which the 
whole literary world hath met, on its first entrance into 
life, that wonderful and more than Siamese bantling your 
" Polyglot edition" of the " Groves of Blarney." Of course, 
various are the conjectures of the gossips in Paternoster 
Row as to the real paternity of that " most delicate mon- 
ster ;" and some have the unwarrantable hardihood to hint 
that, like the poetry of Stemhold and Hopkins, your incom- 
parable lyric must be referred to a joint-stock sort of pa- 
rentage : but, entre nous, how stupid and malignant are all 
such insinuations ! How little ao such simpletons suspect 
or know of the real source from which hath emanated that 
rare combination of the Teian lyre and the Tipperary btf- 
pipe— of the Ionian dialect blending harmoniously with the 
Cork brogue ; an Irish potatoe seasoned with Attic salt, and 
the humours of Donnybrook wed to the glories of Marathon ! 
Verily, since the days of the great Complutensian Polyglot 
(by tne compilation of which the illustrious Cardinal Zi- 
menes so endeared himself to the bibliomaniacal world), since 
the appearance of that still grander effort of the " Claren* 
don " at Oxford, the " Tetrapla," originally compiled by the 

THE VATEnouASBiiJiJ. cAAocau,. 


ntiwt laborious aod eccentric father of the Cliurch, Origen 
of Aiesuidriii, nothing has ieaued from the press in a com- 
pIi'UT form than your improved quadruple veraioa of th» 
■' Oroves of Blarney-" The celebrated proverb, lucm d non 
luertxlo, so oft*n quoted with malicious mBaning aud for 
inTidiouB purposes, is no longer applicable to your '■ GroveB:" 
tbi< ({uaint conceit has lost its etiug, atid, to speak in Gully's 
dhrawoliigj, you liave takeu the *hi»f out of it. What a 
kalo of glorv. what a flot)d of lustre, will henceforth spread 
iu>elf over that romantic '' plaJitation [" How oft shidl its 
echoes retwimd with the voice of song, Oreeik, French, or 
L«tiu, according to the tnate or huthpTuce of its European 
viaitont ; all diaruied with its shady bowers, and enraptured 
wilh it« dulcet melody ! From the dusty purlieus of High 
Holbom, wher^ I pine in a fcetid atmosphere, my spirit 
Mwn «&r to that eocbanting scenery, wnfled on the wrnga 
uf poMj, and transported with the ecatacy of Elysium — 
" Tiiieor pio* 

Emirti per liicos, Bumnie 

Quo* (t aqus «ubeiuit et aur»]" 

Ulne may be an illusion, a hallucination, an " amaOi/U in- 
wia," if you will ; but meantime, to find some solace in 
f nile from the sjiot itself, I cannot avoid poring, with 
iifK tJisn autii[uariaii relish, over the different tests placed 
f TDU in such tasteful juita position, anon comparing aud 
'lilting each particular version with alteraate guato — 

" AnuiDl aJlcma CaiaicniE." 
w pure and pcllncid the flow of harmony ! bow reaplen- 
t Uie well-grouj)ed images, shining, as it were, in a aort 
r milky way, or poetic galaxy, through your glorious co- 
mns; to which I cannot do better than apply a line of 
. Gregory (the accomplished Greek father) of Najiiun- 

'II nputi frtt/t) ft ^iSyjiaai jiif 1 

Diiiiiit«r is said to have envied bis foreign secretary 
' ineffable pk-aaure of reading " Don Quixote" in the 
giaal Spaniab, and it would, no doubt, be a rare sigbt to 
it s fvp M Lord Poimcrsti^n's French notes to Talleyrand ; 


but how I pity the soriy wight who hasn't leamt Greek t 
What can he know of the recondite meaning of certain 
passages in the " Groves ?" He is incapacitated from en- 
lojing the full drift of the ode, and must only take it di- 
luted, or Felluti-edf in the common English version. N6runt 
fideleSy as Tom Moore says. 

For my part, I would as soon see such a periwig-pated 
fellow reading your last Number, and fanc3ring himseu ca- 
pable of understanding the full scope of the poet, as to be- 
hold a Greenwich pensioner with a wooden leg tiyine to 
run a race with Atalanta for her golden apple, or a fSiow 
with a modicum quid of legal knowledge affecting to sit and 
look big under a chancellor's peruke, like Bridlegoose on the 
woolsack. In verity, gentlemen of the lower house ought 
to supplicate Sir Daniel Sandford, of Glasgow, to give 
them a few lectures on Greek, for the better intelligence of 
the real Blarney style ; and I doubt not that every member 
will join in the request, except, perhaps, Joe Hume, who 
would naturally oppose any attempt to throw light on 
Greek matters, for reasons too tedious to mention. Verb, 

To have collected in his youthful rambles on the conti- 
nent, and to have diligently copied in the several librariei 
abroad, these imperishable versions of an immortal song 
was the pride and consolation of Father Front's old age, 
and still, by one of those singular aberrations of mind in- 
cident to all great men, he could never be prevailed on to 
give further publicity to the result of his labours ; thus 
sitting down to the banquet of literature with the egotistic 
feeling of a churl. He would never listen to the many 
oflTers from interested publishers, who sought for the prize 
with eager competition ; but kept the song in manuscript 
on detached leaves, despite of the positive injunction of tne 
sibyl in the jEneid — 

*' Non foliis tu carmina manda, 
Ne correpta volont rapidis ludibria Tentia !** 

I know lull well to what serious imputations I make myieU 
liable, when I candidly admit that I did not come by the 
treasure lawfully myself; having, as I boldly stated in the 
last Number of BeoikAj filched the precious papers, ditfeeh 


mrmbra poelai, when tlie table was being cleared by Proiit'* 

•erTODt maid for tlie HubHequent repast. But there are 

certain " pioim frauds" <if which nooe need be oahamed in 

the interests of science; and when a great meda] -collector, 

(of whom " TViM ffny/anrf" will teU you the partitulara), 

^ieing, on his homeward TOjpage from Egypt, hotly piu'sued 

f we A^eriueti, swatiowed the golden aeries of the ftole- 

B. wbg ever thought of blamiog Mr. Dufbur, as he had 

mrchaaed in their human envelope these recondite coins, 

T baring applied purgati?eB and emetics, and every pos- 

[ble atrvtogeni, to come at the deposit of glory ? 

But to describe " the repast" bas now become my solemn 

— » task imposed on me by you, O Queen ! to whom 

rang relating to Sir Walter Scott, or to Father Front 

ttpears to be uninteresting. Ib that I agree with you, for 

'' ' g to my mind comes recommended so powerfully as 

rfaat hath appertained to these two ereat ornaments of 

hbananityi" which term I must be understood to use in its 

nible seoee, aa relating to mankind in general, and in par- 

r to the Ultra humaniortl, of which you and I are rap' 

_. . aiv fonil, us Tcreoce was before we were bom, according 

9 the DAcVneyed line — 

" SoTOO film : 

li nihil 1 me alienum puto !" 

That banquet was in sooth no ordinary jollification, no 

~ ~ ' bout of sensuality, but a philosophic and rational com- 

jling <rf mind, with a pleaaant and succulent addition of 

liter — a blending of soul and substance, tj^ified by the 

■ JO of Cupid and Psyche — a compound of strange ingre- 

itfl, in which a large infusion of what are called (in a 

/ Irish -looking phmee) " animal Bpirita" coalesced witb 

abundnniv uf distilled ambroeia; not without much eni- 

otMiervatiuu, and the interlude of jovial song ; wit con- 

'' ' T supremacy with learning, and fully asserting her 

predominoDCo like the tints of the rainbow in 

fOHf mttmhle, or like the anaile and the tear in Erin's 

jre, when that fasciniitine creature has taken " a drop" 

mountain dew. But tbougb there were lots of 

D «t {*rout'H Uble at nil times, wiiii.'U the lack of \ 




with c 



r have 


carousal, having learned with indignation that, since tlie ap 
pearance of the Father's " Apology for Lent," calumny hai 
Deen busy with his character, and attributed his taste fo 
meagre met, to a sordid principle of economy. No ! Prou 
was not a penurious wretch ! And since it has been indus 
triously circulated in the club-houses at the west- end, thai 
he never gave a dinner in his life, by the statement of oji* 
stubborn fact I must silence for ever that '* whisper of i 

From the first moment of delight, when the perusal o 
George Knapp*s letter, (dated July 25, 1825) had apprisec 
Prout of the visit intended by Sir Walter Scott to tb< 
Blarney stone, he had predetennined that the Ghieat Un- 
known should partake of sacerdotal hospitality. I recoiled 
well on that evening (for you are aware I was then on a vini 
to my aunt at Watergrasshill, and, as luck would have it, 
happened to be in the priest's parlour when the news came 
by express) how often he was heard to mutter to himself, 
as if resolving the mighty project of a " let out," in that 
beautiful exclamation borrowed from his favourite Milton— 

" What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, 
Of Attic taste with wine ?" 

I then foresaw that there really would be " a dinner" and 
sure enough there was no mistake, for an entertainment en- 
sued, such as the refinement of a scholar and the tact of a 
well-informed and observant traveller naturally and unaffect- 
edly produced, with the simple but not less acceptable ma- 
terials which circumstances allowed of and a style as fiur 
removed from the selfishness of the anchorite as the extra- 
va^nce of the glutton. 

Prout had seen much of mankind ; and in his deportment 
through life shewed that he was well versed in all those 
varied arts of easy, but still gradual acquirement, which sin* 
gularly embellish the intercourse of society : these were the 
results of his excellent continental education — 

But at the head of his own festive board he particularly 
shone ; for though in his ministerial functions, he was et' 


tplarr and admirable, ever meek and tinairefted at ttiir 
r of bis rustic rhapel, where 

" Ilii look> KdontBd the Tenerable place," 

till, siirroonded by a few cboiee friends, the calibre of 
rlioee geniH* wag in anison with hie own, witli a bottle of 
is choiw old claret before him, he was truly a paragoni I 
ly etartt ; for when, in liis youthful career of enrly trnrel, 
e b«d sojourned at Bourdeauj in 1776, he had formed an 
tauaiotaiiccflhtp with the then representatives nf the atilJ 
ourisliing house of Maccarthy and Co. ; and if the prayer* 
r the old priest are of any avail, that firm will iDng proe- 
rr in the splendid eapital of Gascony. This lonR-remem- 
a(.*<|UaiiitanceHhip was periodically refreshed by many 
quarter cask of cicellcnt medoe, which found its way (no 
latter how) up the rugged by-roade of Watergrasahill to 
W Micerdotal cellar. 

Nor was the barren upland, of which he wa« the pastor 
lEid which will one day be as celebrated for baviug been 
is residence as it is now for water-crfstfi), bo totally 
itnnged from the wickedness of the world, and so exalted 
bove the common level of Irish highlands, that no whUhj 
'BS to be found there ; for though Prout never openly 
rantenanced, he atUl tolerated Davy Draddy'a public-bouse 
t the aign of the " Mallow Cavalry." But there is a spirit, 
IS evil one), which pays no duty to the King, under pre- 
jQCe of having paid it to her majesty the Queen (Qod bless 
BPi) — a spirit which would even tempt you, Keoima! 
9 fiirsake tbe even tenour of your ways — a spirit which 
^kther Prout could never eifectually chain down m thi; Bed 
M, where every foul demon ought to lie in durance until 
ke vials uf wrath are finally poured out on this sinful world 
-4hat spirit, endowed with a smoky fragrance, as if to 
ti[init«! ita caligiuous orieia — not a drop of it would be give 
(r Walter. He woidd have wished, such was his anxiety 
It protect the mornla of bis parishioners from the baneful 
Sects of private distillation, that what is called technically 
moon tain -dew" were never heard of iu the district ; and 
bat in this respect Watergraaabill hud resembled the moun- 
UD of Oilboa. in the country of tbe Philistines. 

But uf legitimate and eicellent nudt whisky he kept a 


constant supply, through the friendship of Joe Hajee, & 
capital fellow, who presides, with great credit to hunselfy 
and to his native city, over the spiritual concerns of the 
Glin Distillery. Through his intelligent superintendence, 
he can boast of maintaining an unextinguisnable furnace 
and a worm that never dies ; and O ! may he in. the next 
life, through Front's good prayers, escape Doth one and the 
other. This whisky, the pious offering of Joe Hayes to hia 
confessor. Father Prout, was carefully removed out of 
harm's way ; and even I myself was considerably puzzled 
to find out where the good divine had the habit of conceal- 
ing it, until I got the secret out of Margaret, his servant- 
maid, who, being a 'cute girl, had suggested the hiding-place 
herself. I don't know whether you recollect my description, 
in your April Number, of the learned Father's booacase 
and the folio volumes of stone-flag inscribed '^ CoBNELn ▲ 
Lapide Opera qua ext. omn, ;" well, behind them lay hidden 
the whisky in a pair of jars — 

For buxom Maggy, careful soul. 

Had two Btone bottles found. 
To hold the liquor that Prout loved. 

And kept it safe and sound. 

Orders had been given to this same Margaret to kill a 
turkey, in the first impulse of the good old man's mind, 
" on hospitable thoughts intent :" but, alas ! when the fowl 
had been slain, in accordance with his hasty injunctions, he 
bethought himself of the melancholy fact, that, the morrow 
being Friday, fish diet was imperative, and that the death- 
warrant of the turkey had been a most premature and ill- 
considered act of precipitancy. The corpus delicti wna 
therefore hung up in tne kitchen, to furnish forth the 
Sunday's dinner next ensuing, and his thoughts of necessity 
ran into a piscatory channel. He had been angling all day, 
and happily with considerable success ; so that, what with 
a large eel he had hooked out of the lake at Blarney, and 
two or three dozen of capital trout from the stream, he 
might emulate the exploit of that old Calabrian farmer, who 
entertained Virgil on the produce of his hives : 

" Scrftque revertens 
Nocte domum, dapibus mensas onerabat inemptiA.'* 


But whwi Prout did the thin*, he did it respectably : this 
VBs no ordia&ry occasion — "pot Iul-V woidd not do here. 
And though he bitterly deplored the imti>ward coincidence 
of the foat-dny nn the nrrlval of Sir Wiilter, and waa heard 
to mutter »onietUing from Horace very like an impreention, 
m, " Ille et nrfaalo fe piiauit tli&, quicumque" &c. &C. ; still 
it would ill beeoue the author of an *' Apology for Lent" to 
deepoir of grtting up a good fish dinner. 

In this smergenty he giinimoned Tenr CaUaghan, a genius 
infinitely euperior evMi to the man-ot-&l]-work at Kitvens- 
worth Castle, the never-to-be-forgotten Caleb Balderatone. 
Terry Cailaghkn (of whom we BUBpeet we ehail hare, on 
many a future ocmsion, much to recount, ere the star of 
Father Prout shall eclipse itselfin the firmament of Kkoina), 
Terry Callaghau ia a character well known in the Arcadian 
neignbourhood of WatergmstihiEl, the life and soul of the 
nlljige itaelf, where he officiates to this day as " pound- 
keeper," "grave-digger," "notary public," and "pariah 
piper." In addition to these Bituatioua of trust ancl eraolu- 
m«Dt, ho occasi'inally stands as deputy at the turnpike on 
the mail-coach roful. where he was last seen with a short 
e in hia mouth, and n huge black crape round hia " cau- 
Hi." being in mourning for the subject of these memoirs. 
I also is employed on Sundays at the chapel-door to collect 
• coppers of the faithfid, and, like the dragon of the 
wperides. keeps watch over the " box " with untameable 
F'Smocdcm, never hnving allowed arap to be subtracted for 
\ ■flw O'Connell tribute, or tiny other humlmg. to the great 
nininiy detriment of the Berrynaue dynasty. In the 
; at Ireragh, where a geographical chart is displayed 
e wall, shewing at a glance the topography of the 
" and f'lhibitiug all those districts, from Dan to Beer- 
_, wtere tlie coppcr-minea are most productive, the 
b of Watergrasshill is marked " all barren ;" Terry very 
'y eoneidtring thnt, if there was any surplus in the 
ix, it could be better placed, without going out of the 
t« of that wild and impoBerished tract, in the palm of 
I misery, than in the all-absorbing Charybdis, the 
■'pocket of our glorious Dan. 
Ii WM the ■' Mercury new-lighted on a heaven-kissing 
o fftiom Prout ddirered his jtroriiional orders for the 


market of Cork ; and early, with a hamper on his back, at 
tho dawn of that important day which settled into so glori- 
ous an evening of fun and conviviality, Terry set off to lay 
the foundation of the whole affair at the fish-stall kept by 
that celebrated dame de la halle, the widow Desmond. Pur- 
suant to directions, he bought a turbot, two lobsters, a sal- 
mon, and a hake, with a hundred of Cork-harbour oysters ; 
and considering, prudently, that a corpn de reserve might be 
wanted in the course of tho repast, he added to the afore- 
said matters, which Prout had himself specified, a h^ 
d^osurre of his own selection, viz. a keg of cod-sounds ; he 
having obsen^ed that on all state occasions, when Prout 
entertained his bishop, he had always, to suit his lordship*8 
taste, a plat ohligi of cod- sounds, " by particular desire." 

At the same time he was commissioned to deliver sundry 
notes of invitation to certain choice spirits, who try to keep 
in wholesome agitation, by the buoyancy of their wit and 
hilarity, the othen^ise stagnant j)ond of Corkonian society; 
citizens of varied humour and diversified accomplishments, 
but of whom the highest praise and the most comprehensive 
eulogy cannot convey more to the British public than the 
simple intimation of their having been " the friends of Father 
Prout :" for while Job's Arabian " friends " will be remem- 
bered only as objects of abhorrence, Prout's associates wiU 
be cherished by the latest posterity. These were, Jack Bel- 
lew, Dan Corbet, Dick Dowden, Bob Olden, and Friar 

Among these illustrious names, to be henceforth embalmed 
in the choicest perfume of classic recollection, you will find 
on inquiry, O Queen ! men of all parties and religious pe^ 
suasions, men of every wav of thinking in politics and po- 
lemics, but who merged all their individual feelings in the 
broad expanse of one common philanthropy ; for at Front's 
table the serene horizon of the festive board ^ftas never 
clouded by the suftusion of controversy's gloomy vapours, 
or the mephitic feuds of party condition. And, O most 
peace-loving Keoina ! should it ever suit your fancy to go 
on a trip to Ireland, be on your guard against the foul and 
troublesome nuisance of speech -makers and political oracles, 
of whatever class, who infest that otherwise happy islahd : 
betake thyself to the hospitable home of Dan Corbet, or 


di good and rational fircte of Irish BOciety, where 
!Ter yrill a single drop of acrirnoDy bo found to mtn!;;le in 
diaciDboaomiDgs of feuliog and the pereuoial tlow of 

Biit, in describing Prout'e giicats, rank and precedency 
Jong of right to that great modem ruler of innnkind, " the 
r»a ;" »nd therefore do we first apply ouraelves to the de- 
L-ation of the merits of Jaek Betlew, its sigiiilicnnt repre- 
itatit-e — he being the wondroua editor of that nwat aeeoiu- 
shed newspaper, the '" Cork Chronicle." 
JackMonleequieuBe!Iew'{j»>,wA(i«ori*Mmrfnomi>io) iraa — 
My u>a*, for, aiii^ ! he too is no more : Prout's death was loo 
mch for hiro 'twas a blow from which he never recovered ; 
then he was visibly so heart-hrokpn at the Ions 
bis friend, that he did nothing but droop, and soon 
"what the doctor said wsa a decline;)— Jack was the 
ery image of his own "Chronicle," and, uc« vrrtd, the 
CUroQiele " waa the faithfol mirror (f/AwXov. or alter ago) of 
[k ; both one and the other were the (jiiecrest concemB 
I the south of Ireland. The post of editor to a country 
ewHpapcr is one, cenerallj apeaJting, attended with sundry ■ 
^^^TOHoles and triliulationa; for even the aimjile departnieat 
f " deaths, births, and inarriagea," would require a host of 
■Itiit and a euijerhuman tact to satisfy the vanity of the 
nbiKTihera, without making them ridiculous to their next 
eighboairs. Now Bellew didn't care a jot who earae into 
H> world or who left it ; and thus he made no enemies by 
Uw niggardly panegyric of their kindred and deceased 
riatioiiB. There was an exception, however, in favour of an 
' I Bubscriber to the " paper," whoao death was usualJy 

> Bow the nimame of the iUmlrious author of the Eipnl de Lcii, 

to ba uiwd by th« BeliewB in IreUnd Iim puiilcd tho Heralda' 

ge. Indeed, m«ny other Iruh nunes oflVr ■ wide Held for g™™- 

■I iaijeirj •. t. g. Sir Utrcubt Liuighridli, Ctnar Olwnj, Eneat Mnc- 

M.H . HoMnital riuDketl, Etmnrr Jarti, Jonth Barringlon (tM> 

t looki v«r; UkP a whale}. Tliat thu Bellcne dealt largBl; iu tpirili, 

r» to be opable of proof i at any nil<3, the™ wu QHTor any pro- 

_,J for r«v"' "f" '"*■ whftleror might be \Saii pra-chant roruniaieM 

Tit, fi the hmily iDUinoD StMtk an itqatia^ Ajv/Ui^ Uouml Wliliky, 

'•mliif Uontr«qiuen. 


commemorated by a rim of mourning at the edces of tho 
'* Chronicle :" and it was particularly when the suDscription 
had not been paid (which, indeed, was generally the case) 
that the emblems of sorrow were conspicuous — so much so, 
that you could easily guess at the. amount of the arrears 
actually due, from the proportionate breadth of the black 
border, which in some instances was prodigious. But Jack's 
attention was principally turned to the affairs of the Conti- 
nent, and he kept an eye on Eussia, an eye of vigilant obser- 
vation, which considerably annoyed the czar. In vain did 
Fozzo di Borgo endeavour to silence, or purchase, or intimi- 
date Belle w ; he was to the last an uncompromising op- 
ponent of the " miscreant of the North." The opening of the 
trade to China was a favourite measure with our editor ; for 
he often complained of the bad tea sold at the sign of the 
" Elephant," on the Parade. He took part with Don Pedro 
against the Serene Infanta Don Miguel ; but that was attri- 
buted to a sort of Platonic he felt for the fascinating Donna 
Maria da Gloria. As to the great question of repale, he was 
too sharp not to see the full absurdity of that brazen im- 
posture. He endeavoured, however, to suggest a '^ Juste mil' 
lieu,^* a " medius terminus" between the politicians of the 
Chamber of Commerce and the common-sense portion of the 
Cork community; and his plan was, — to hold an imperial parlia^ 
mentfor the three kingdoms on the Isle of Man ! But he failed in 
procuring the adoption of his conciliatory sentiments. Most 
Irish provincial papers keep a London "private corres- 
pondent " — some poor devil, who writes from a blind alley 
in St. Giles's, with the most graphic minuteness, and a truly 
laughable hatred of mystery, all about matters occurring at 
the cabinet meetings of Downing Street, or in the most im- 

Eenetrable circles of diplomacy. Jack despised such fudge, 
ecame his own " London private correspondent," and ad- 
dressed to himself long communications oated from White- 
hall. The most useful intelligence was generally found in 
this epistolary form of soliloquy. But in the " fashionable 
world," and " News from the beaumonde," the " Chronicle" 
was unrivalled. The latest and most rechercM modes, the 
newest Parisian fashions, were carefully described; not- 
withstanding which. Jack himself, like Diogenes or Sir 
Charles Wetherell, went about in a most ragged habiliment. 


o apeak with Sbnkspeure, tbougli not well dre§8eii himBelf- 
e waa the cause oi (!ress in otliera. His (iuances, ulas ' 
o olwajTB miaerabl/ low ; no fitting retribution was erer 
> result of his literary labours; and of htm migbt be 
tid wbat we read in a spleudid frogmeat of Petrooius 

Such w» BcUew ; and next to him of political importance 
'in public estimation was the celebrated Dick Dowden, the 
errat inventor of the " pyroligneous acid for curing bacon." 
Ue WHS nt one time the deservedly popular librarian of the 
Boyal Cork Institution i but since then be has risen to 
pmiuence as the greatest soda-water manufacturer in the 
south of Ireland, and has been unaaimously chosen by the 
Kober and n;flecting portion of his fellow-citizens to be the 
pcriielual president of the " Cork Temperance Society." He 
- -* B Presbyterian— but 1 believe I have already said he waa 
(obcerned in vinegar.* He is a great admirer of Dr. Bow- 
>, and of the Kajah Eammohun Soy ; and some think 
I inrlined to Invour the new TTtilitarian philosophy. But 
^hy do 1 speud iiiy time in depicting a man so well known 
la Diek Dowden ? Who has not heard of Dick Dowden ? 
I pity tbP wretch to whom bis name and merits are un- 
blown ; for ht argaes himself a dunce that knows not Dow- 
Irn, and deserves the anathema pronounced by Goldsmith 

" To eat matton cold, and cut blocks vlth s nuor 1" 

Talking of raton, the transition to our third guest. Bob 

Pldeii is moat smooth and natural — Olden, the great inven- 

IT of the wonderful shaving-lather, called by the Greeks bu- 

[£tKOOE5BiON {Euxiifoyittiov) ! — Olden, the reproducer of an 

ntheDian cosmetic, and the grand discoverer of the patent 

pTrrtler-oil," for the growth of the human hair; a dtiien 

r iti£mt« worth and practical usefulness ; a high cburch- 

a eke waa he, and a Tory ; but his " cnnsen'ative" eiceU 

tx was chieRy applicable to the epidennis of the chin, 

bicb be effertuuUy presented by the incomparable lather ol 

• ■' A Quaker, sly i h Preibyteriiui, M)ur."~PoM 

78 FjLTHBB PB0VT*8 beliqueb. 

his Euxf /po/f vf/oy ; an inyention that would, to use the words 
of a Cork poet, 

" Bid eren a Jew bid adieu to his beard.^ 

But Dan Corbet, the third guest, was a real trump, the 
very quintessence of fun and frolic, and of all Front's mends 
the one of whom he was most particularly proud. He is the 
principal dentist of the Munster district — a province where 
a tooth-ache is much rarer, imfortunately for dentists, than a 
broken head or a black eye. In Corbet, the kindliest of human 
beings, and sincerest of Corkonians, the buttermilk of human 
friendliness was ever found in plentiful exuberance ; while 
the loud laugh and the Jocund song bespoke the candour of his 
soul. Never was a professor of odontology less pedantic or 
less given to quackery. His ante-chamber was always full of 
patients, awaiting his presence with pleasurable anticipation 
and some were known to feign a tooth-ache, in order to 
have a pleasant interview with the dentist. When he made 
his appearance in his morning gown before the crowd of 
afflicted visitors, a general titter of cheerfulness enlivened the 
visages of the sufferers ; and I can only compare the effect 
proQuced by his presence to the welcome of Scarron on the 
oanks of the Styx, when that man of wondrous hilarity 
went down to the region of the ghosts as a dispeller of 
sorrow : 

^ Solvuntur risu moBstisBima turba silentum, 
Ciim Ycnit ad Stjgias Scarro facetuB aquas.'* 

I have only one thing to say against Corbet. At his hos- 
pitable table, where, without extravagance, every good dish 
IS to be found, a dessert generally follows remarkable for the 
quantity and iron-hardness of the walnuts, while not a nut- 
cracker can be had for love or money from any of the ser- 
vants. Now this is too bad : for, you must know, that next 
morning most of the previous yuesU reappear in the charac- 
ter of patients ; and the nuts (like the dragon-teeth bowdl 
in a field by Cadmus) produce a harvest of lucrative visitora 
to the cabinet of the professor. Ought not this system to 
be abolished, O Queen ! and is it any justification or pallia- 
tion of such an enormity to know that the bane and anti- 
dote are both before one P When I spgke of it to Corbet, 


V onJy Btnjled at mjr simplicity', and quoted the pivcedeut 
1 Horace, (fur be is a good clnsatc scholar). 

"Et DUX ortubat moiuuii, di 

3 duplico Don." 


^Knt I itnmediittelf pointed out to bim, that he reversed the 
^Bpnetice of the Bomans ; t'ur, tnetend of tbe figs being iu 
aeuUe ralto to the nuU, it wa« the latter with him that pre- 
dumiost^ iu uuimtity, besides being pre-eminently hard 
wlieD siibmitteu to tbo double action of that delicate lever 
the human jsw. which nature never (except in Bome iu. 
■taocn, Anil these more apparent, perhaps, in the coaform< 
>ti<in nf llin niisc and chin) intended for a out-cracker. 

Of Frinr U'Sleam there is little to be said. Prout did 
not tkiuk much of friara ia general ; indeed, at all times 
[ the working jparoohia] clergy in Ireland httve looked on them 
la ft kind of undisciplined Coasacks in the Berrice of tbe 
iiurch militant, of whom it cimnot tonvonicntty get rid, 
Ittt who are much better adepts in aliaring the plimder tbau 
B lalxiurtng to earn it. The good fiitber often explained 
B me how the matter Bto<jd, and how the bishop wanted to 
iate these friars, and make tliem work for the iustrue- 
ion of the ooor, instead of their present la^y life ; but tiiej 
i*ro a match for hiui at Kome, where none dare whiaper a 
■rord against one of the fraternity of the cowl. There are 
p pnpcm in the Prout collection on this subject, which 
uu gi-t the chest) will explain all to you. O'Mcara 
14 not the " Voice from St. Helena," though he aome- 
• paased for that gentleman on the Continent) was a 
int sort of fellow, not very deep in divinity or black- 
ed knowledge of any kind, but conversable and chatty, 
iog frcqupnlly ai-comnanied young 'squires, as travelling 
>r to Itttly, mueh iu the style of those learned functiou- 
• who lead a dauciug-bear through the market-towns of 
tgtaud. There waa no dinner within seven miles of Cork 
nit O'Mears, Full soon would bis keen nostril, ever 
ptonui), (ns Milton sayeth) into the murky air, have 
A the vcent of culiuory preparation in the breeze that 
B from Watergrusshili : therefore it was that Proutsent 
B s oolc uf tovitatiou, knowing he i " — i. -i-- 

, whether 


Such were the guests who, with George Knapp and mj- 
self, formed the number of the elect to dine with Sir Wal- 
ter at the father's humble board ; and when the covers were 
removed (grace having been said by Front in a style that 
would have rejoiced the sentimental Sterne) a glorious vision 
of fish was unfolded to the raptured sight ; and I confess I 
did not much regret the absence of the turkey, whose plump 
carcass I could ^et an occasional glimpse of, hanging from 
the roof of the Idtchen. We ate, and confabulated aa fol- 
lows : — 

"I don't approve," said Bob Olden, "of Homer's ideas as 
to a social entertainment : he does not let his heroes converse 
rationally until long after they have set down to table, or, 
as Pope vulgarly translates it, 

" Soon aa the rage of hunger is repressed." 

Now I think that a very gross way of proceeding." 


In our convent we certainly keep up the observance, such 
as Pope has it. The repast is divided into three distinct pe- 
riods ; and in the conventual refectory you can easily oifl- 
tinguish at what stage of the feeding time the brotherhood 
are engaged. The first is called, 1*", altum silentium ; then, 
2**, clangor dentium ; then, 3** rumor gentium, 


I protest against the personal allusion contained in that 
second item. You are always making mischief, O'Meara. 


I hope that when the friars talk of the news of the day^ 
— for such, I suppose, is the meaning of rumor gentium — 
they previously have read the private London correspond- 
ence of the " Cork Chronicle." 


Sir Walter, perhaps you would wish te begin with a firesh 
egg) ^6 ^o^ as Horace recommends; or perhaps you'd 


efer the order described by Piiny, in his letter to Septi- 
'mMjV. a raditk : 2", Ihrre tnaiU: and 3°, Itoo fggt* Qt 
<ftten ad tilnlum, as laid down by Macrobius-t 

Thssk you, I can manage with thU slice of salmon -trout. 
[ can rclidh the opinion of that great ornament of your 
itircb, Thomaa i Kempis, to whose taste nothing woa more 
lelictoua than a saluioo, always excepting the Ftalma of 
David.' ti» he properly says, MM Ptaltni Davidici sapiunl 
talmunet !% 

That WM not a bad idea of Tom Eempia. But my fa- 
vourite author, St. ClirysoStom, surpasses him in wit. When 
lalkiug of the Bennoo on the Lake of Tiberias, he marveta 
■ •t the aineularpoBitionof the auditory relative to the preacher: 
^UB words are, imsf itapM, t'l iy_Suti i-^i rri' yK'i "«' o AXuw; 
K toXarr^ ! Serm. de Nov. el Vet. Test. 

That is B capital tnrbot, O Prout ! and. instead of taUt- 
^g Greek and quoting old Chrj-eoatom (the eaint with the 
kolden month), yoii ought to be helping Jack Bellew and 

Kti^ KiiApp. — What sauce is that ? 

e of Borne decided tbe sauce long ago, by order 

fa nin. Ep. ad Septim, where ho acqusints ue vilhtbeproper 
Wtouaaentxag opAralioni. His words are, " Lautuuu aingutoA, 
IMMi ot« biua." Our uockle and tbe Frmch word cniOfr, a 
. . , W derived froni the Latin eothltare ; of wlucli cocktea (a bqbU 
V uftwinkli) ii Uia root. Thus we rmd iu Martial — 
•• Snm McUcb lubili«, kA nw nuigis utilia oiu | 
Suinquld KJ* potiiu cor oocblcore vooer ?" 
If In the llitrd book of liit " tjalurnali*," Maorobiiie, deacribing tha 
~ mti y>j tbe Ftimm LstiIuIhb to tbe Bomao p«)ple on \\U inslol 
jO ofluc praiiM the ho»l'« gtmerositj, iuaimuvh at be openod tba 
< liT proTtdingU a whet ^^ottrtaiervdaiiiumlimjmjuevtlltL" 
Pj'Sw Ok Klienr rditioa of Tham. A Etmpla, In vili, p. 216. 


of Domitian, as Juvenal might tell you, or eyen the French 

translation — 

'* Le senat mit aux Toix cette affaire importante^ 
Et le turbot fiit mis a la sauce piquanie" 


Sir Walter ! as it has been my distinguished lot — ^a ciN 
cumstance that confers eTerlasting glory on my mayoralty — 
to have had the honour of presenting you yesterday with 
the freedom of the corporation of Cork, allow me to pre- 
sent you with our next best thing, a potato. 


I have received with pride the municipal franchise, and I 
now accept with equal gratitude the more substantial gift 
you have handed me, in this capital esculent of your happy 


Our round towers, Sir Walter, came from the east, as 
will be one day proved ; but our potatoes came firom the 
west ; Persia sent us the one, and Virginia the other. We 
are a glorious people ! The two hemispheres minister to our 
historic recollections ; and if we look back on our anoalB, 
we get drunk with glory ; 

" For when histVy begins to grow dull in the east, 
Wo may order our wings, and be off to the west." 

May I have the pleasure of wine with you ? Q^ntlemen, 
fill all round. 


1 intend writing a somewhat in which Sir Walter Baleigh 
shall be a distinguished and prominent character ; and I 
promise you the potato shall not bo forgotten. The discovery 
of that root is alone sufficient to immortalize the hero who 
lost his head so unjustly on Tower Hill. 


Christopher Columbus was equally ill-treated : and uei 



le aor Baleigh have eren giren their name to tbe ob' 
lliey discovered. Great men have never obtained 
IX from their contemporaries. — I'll trouble you for 
of the fina of that turbot. Front. 

Nay, further, ivithout going beyond the circle of this 
leitivo board, why has not Europe and the world united to 
confer some signal distiuctioa on the useful inventor of 
" PyroligneouB Acid ?" Why is not the discoverer of "Trolt«r 
oil" and " Eukeirogeneion" fittingly rewarded by mankind ? 
Because men have narrow views, and prefer erecting columna 
tu Spring Bice, and to Bob Waithman who sold shawls in 
Fleet Street. — Let me recommend some lobeter-sauce. 


Minerva, who first extracted oil from the olive, was deifietl 
in Greece ; and Olden ia not yet even a member of tJiu 
dullest scientific body ; while Dr. Lardner belonRs to them 
all, if I can understand the phalanx of letters that follows 
his name. 


I have read the utilitarian Doctor's learned treatise on 
tbe potato — a subject of which he seems to understand the 
chemical manipulation. He says, very juatly, tliat 'as the 
niot contains saccbariue matter, fugar may be extracted 
therffroni ; he is not sure whether It might not be distilled 
into ahuki/ : but he is certain that it makes capital ttarch, 
and triutnphantiy shews that the rmd can feed pigs, and 
the ttaik thatch tlie pigsty. O most wonderi'ul Doctor 
Ldrdner ! Here's his beidth I Afevunoi ! — not a bad intro- 
duction to A bumj)er of claret. [Thrte timea tkree.^ 

I too haTe turned my thoughts into that channel, aud 
among my papers there is a treatise on " the root," I have 
prcftjicd to my diastTtation this e}iigMiph from Cicero's 
'i " (iro ArchiSi Poctft,'' where the Eoman oratur talis 
■ beUfi Uttrei; but 1 apply the words much more 
- 1 hate metaphor in practical matters such as 
e 2 

84 FATHXs psorr's beliquzb. 

these : '' They are the food of our youth, the sustenance of 
our old age ; they are delightful at home, and by no means 
in one^s way abnwd ; they cause neither nightmare nor in- 
digestion, but are capital things on a journey, or to fill the 
w^et of a pilgrim." '' Adolescentiam alunt, senectutem 
oblectant ; delectant domi, non impediunt foris ; pemoctant 
nobiscum, per^rinantur, rusticantur." So much for pota- 
toes. But there are other excellent natural productions 
in our island, which are also duly celebrated in my papers, 
and possibly may be published ; but not till I am gathered 
to the grave. I hare never forgotten the interests of pos- 
terity. — Pass that decanter. 


Talking of the productions of the soil, I cannot reconcile 
the antiquity, the incontestable antiquity, of the lyric ode 
called the ** Groves of Blarney," of which before dinner 
we have traced the remote origin, and examined so many 
varied editions with a book of more modem date, 'cslled 
^' C(B8ar*s Commentaries." The beech tree, CsBsar says, 
does not grow in these islands, or did not in his time : All 
trees grow there, he asserts, the same as in Gaul, except the 
lime-tree and the beech — *' Materia fer^ eadem ac in Gallii, 
pweter /a^um et abietem." (Cos, de Bella GalUcOy lib. v.) 
r^ow in the song, which is infinitely older than Cesar, we 
have mention made, '^ besides the leeches," of certain 
"groves of beeches," — the text is positive. 


That observation escaped me totally ; and still the differ- 
ent versions all concur in the same assertion. The Latin or 
Vulgate codex says — 

'* Gh-ande decuB pagi « 

Fluvii stant nuurgine fagl'* 

The Greek or Septuagint version is equally stubborn m 
making out the case^ 

*I<frafisvuv xai uXi} 


And the French copy, taken from Doomsday Booh, ia con- 
clusiTe, and a complete poser — 

"Sur ee» bords champitres 
On aplimU dea sitseS." 

I aiQ airaid Cffiaar'a reputation for accuracy will bo great!? 
*Kakeo by this discovery : be is a passable authority in jniii- 
liry tai-tiL-e, but not in natural history : give me Pliny ! — 
Tbia trout is excellent I 

I think the two great authors at issue on this heerk-trte 
liuaineea can beconciliated thus; let us aay, tliatby the Greek 
fiiyan. and the Latia fag\, nothing more is meant than 
the clan the O'Faoass, who are very thickly planted here- 
abouts, Tbey are stiU a hungry race, as their name Eagan 
indicates — sttn nu faj-iit. 


It must have been one of that family who, in the reign ol 
Aureliiis, distingaiBhed hiniself by his great appetite at the 
impt-rini court of Eome. Thus Berchoux sings, on the au- 
Ity of Suetonius : 


" Dugon fiit en » genre no homroe ertrBordinnirp j 
11 aTait i'estamar. (gnui'lt Diem '.) d'un drounHlnire i 
n CuKsit di»])iu«ttre, en sea Tares festins, 
Wi pBTC, un mngliir, un noutoi, et etnlpaitu 1 1 /" 

That's what we at Paris used to call puin i dUcrition. — 
^Urgaret, open some oysters, and get the cayenne pepper. 


I protest I don't like to see the O'Fagana run down— my 

mnt was an O'Fagan ; and as to deriving the name from the 

LOnelc am rw fttyti; I think it a most gratuitous assomption. 

I agree with my worthy friend Bellew as to the impro- 
■iety of harping upon names. One would think the mayor 
if Cork ought to obtain some respect, and be spared the 
' " !tion of the waggery of bis fellow-townsmen. But no ; 
I clear the city of mad dogs, and keep hydrophobia 


far from our walls, I am called the '* dog- (I had almost said 
kid-) Knapper /" Now, mj family is of German extraction, 
and my great-grandfather served under the gallant Dutch- 
man in his wars with the " Grande Monarque," before he 
came over with William to deliver this country from slavery 
and wooden shoes. It was my great-grand-father who in- 
vented that part of a soldier's accoutrement, called, after 
him, a " Knapp*s sack." 


I hope, Sir Walter, you will not leave Cork without din- 
ing at the mansion-house with our worthy mayor. Falstaff 
himself could not find fault with the excellent flavour of 
Knapp*s sack. 


I fear I shall not be able to postpone my departure ; but 
as we are on this subject of names, I have to observe, that 
it is an old habit of the vulgar to take liberty with the 
syllables of a great man's patronymic. Melancthon • was 
forced to clothe his name in Greek to escape their allusions ; 
Jules de TEchelle changed his into Scaliger ; Pat Lardner 
has become Dionysius ; and the great author of those im- 
mortal letters, which he has taken care to tell us will be read 
when the commentaries of Cornelius k Lapide are forgotten, 
gave no name at all to the world — 

" Stat nominis umbra !" 


Poor Erasmus ! how he used to be badgered about his 
cognomen — 

" Quffritur unde tibi ait nomen, Ebasmts ? — Eras Mub !" 

for even so that arch wag, the Chancellor Sir Thomas More, 
addressed him. But his reply is on record, and his peiUO' 
meter beats the Chancellor's hexameter — 

" Si »um Mu8 ego, tojudice Summus ero!" 

* The real name of Melancthon was Philipp Schwartzerd(®d)loar^erb), 
which means blaci earthy and is most happily rendered into Gre e k by 
the term Melancthon, McXoii/ax^wv. Thus sought he to escape the 
vulgar conundrums which his name in the vernacular Gherman ooold 
not fail to elicit. A Lapide's name was item 


be Bple 

the punster by dedicjiting lo Sir Tliomaa 
Erasmus wns a capita] fellow, 

Hie glorj of the prie«l!ioocl, and Uie i! 

my. Sir Walter, are you any relation of our great irre* 
ible doctor, Duus Scotus ? He was an ornament of the 

■ 0, 1 ha^e not that hoooitr ; but I have rem! what Eras- 
, Bays of certain membera of your fraternity, iu a dia- 
le uetween liimeelf and the Ei'Ijo : 

•• {EeiBitCB /ajtiifur.) — Quid net sBcerdotJum t 
(Echo re^io^fi/.)— Otiura !" 

That reminilB me of Lardoer'a idea of " otium cum digni- 
" wbicfa be propoBes to read thus — ottum cam diggin' 
V / — The sugar and the materialfl here for Mr. Bellew. 


B was a witty tbing, anrf a severe thing, said of the 
K._u. jii family at Kome, when they took the stones of the 
Djihitheatrum Flavium to build them their palaz^o : 
^od non feeerant Barbari, hoc fecerunt Barberini." But 
jiiuk Jack Bellew, in his " Chronicle," made as poiuted u 
Biirk on Sir Thomas Deane, knight and builder, who bought 
B old furniture and gulted the old cnatle of Blarney : 
Cbe Dana," quotU Jack, "have always been pillaging old 


Wboever connived at or abetted the deBtruetion of that 
^^ " m, or took any part in the transaction, had the 

il of a Gotb J and the " Chronicle " could not say leas. 


Bellew hna vented bis indignation in a soog, wliich, if 


called on by so distinguished an antiquary, he will, no doubt, 
sing;. And first let me propose the " Liberty of the Press " 
and the ''Cork Chronicle," — nine times nine, standing. 

Sacit Selkio'i^ dong« 

AiB— " %oeepfor the hour /" 

Oh ! the muse shed a tear 

When the cruel auctioneer, 
With a hammer in his hand, to sweet Blarney came! 

Lady Jeffery*8 ghost 

Left the Stygian coast, 
And shriek'd the live-long night for her grandson's shame. 

The Vandal's hammer fell, 

And we know full well 
Who bought the castle furniture and fixtures, O ! 

And took off in a cart 

fTwas enough to break one's heart !) 
All the statues made of lead, and the pictures, O ! 

Tou'rc the man I mean, hight 

Sir Thomas Deane, knight. 
Whom the people have no reason to thank at all ; 

But for you those things so old 

Sure would never have been sold. 
Nor the fox be looking out from the banquet-halL 

Oh, ye pull'd at such a rate 

At every wainscoting and grate, 
Determin'd the old house to sack and garble, 01 

That you didn't leave a splinter. 

To keep out the could winter. 
Except a limestone chimney-piece of marble, O ! 

And tlicre the place was lefl 

Where bold King Charles the Twelfth 
Hung, before his portrait went upon a journey, O! 

Och! the family's itch 

For going to law was sitch, 
Tliat they bound liim long before to an attorney, O t 

But still the magic stone 

(Blessings on it !) is not flown. 
To which a debt of gratitude Pat Lardner owes : 

Kiss that block, if you're a dunce. 

And you'll emulate at once 
The genius who to fame by dint of blarney rose. 

UKujIj ,. SCOTT, 

^A day tQ ,j^ BewBw. 

K*« I»S '" '»w in , !'""« in Wi 1.^ "'"I «ftep nJl 1 


. "osbkt 


;sBn= ,, y^ and B..J. 

H^ "^iieut figure of ttie 



Swift says that Jupiter was originally a mere corruption 
of " Jew Peter" You have given an edition of the Dean, 
Sir Walter ? 


Yes ; but to return to your Blarney statue : I wonder the 
peasantry did not rescue, vi et armis, the ornaments of their 
immortal groves from the grasp of the barbarians. I hap- 
pened to be in Paris when the allies took away the sculp- 
tured treasures of the Louvre, and the Venetian horses of 
the Carrousel ; and I well remember the indignation of the 
sons of France. Pray what was the connexion between 
Blarney Castle and Charles XII. of Sweden ? 


One of the Jeffery family served with distinction under 
the gallant Swede, and had received the royal portrait on his 
return to his native country, after a successful campaign 
against the Czar Peter. The picture was swindled out of 
Blarney by an attorney, to satisfy the costs of a law-suit. 


The Czar Peter was a consummate politician ; but when 
he chopped off the beards of the Itussians, and /breed his 
subjects by penal laws to shave their chins, he acted very 
unwisely; he should have procured a supply of eukeiny- 
getteiofif and effected his object by smooth means. 


Come, Olden, let us have one of your songs about that 
wonderful discovery. 


I'll willingly give you an ode in praise of the incomparable 
lather ; but I think it fair to state that my song, like my 
eukeirogeneion, is a modern imitation of a Greek original : 
you shall hear it in both languages. 


©nim's J&ong. 

""" I'-l to IDK StilTr- 

If ihe land o 

Or in £roU •ubtaranHi 

tlip wave, Ocria, 

MtxliUmuieiui, Karayaiois, r ty arniagi 

Neu Knu'* big crater, Knntiy r( Miaiiymt/i, 

Or nCRMi Uie equator, tlapa taiLirtf Airvoiy 

Where, within St. Helena, there IJeth an laiifiipirov irioar n 

It, BDm jeu li«ve got to Ito Cnpe of 'O^ev trXtofrti' uncpov, 

DomI Ilinw. •■ tiyaO,\wtSotrpoc atpav, 

Oood Hc^ 


bi^n lo expcrieoi.'e a eitd wont of 

Bleu your lot 

Oh the ipot, 
If you clisnpe to lar ejp on 
A fliuk of Eukcrirogi>ni:ioa i 
Far Ihm jou may safely rely on 

I till* liquid there lies no deception 

For CTon old Neptune, 

WUose buahy chLu frightens , , 

Tbr grntn ugiuul of Tritons— M<yo( EfBomy 

And who turns np the dtiep Aanav i);iiiv ru 

With the huge Bowing sweep U ^nttii TpiTw 

Of Lis tenglhy and pomwron* bcwd, — "^"i "'^ovti 6a* 

Shonld he rub but hii throtOe Oiro«ic i|»wira 

With Ihe foam of thia bottle, nuyw^oc (urofl 

He'd find, nAa«n/iopc /Joi-, 

To his mind, npoowwov (, yt 

I a twintiiog tha mop would have uil K«roi>( afpii ti 

fl (™Xkc 

King Hebuehadnewar, NifiuxaJfa" 

"howBBluru'd for Ilia iinstoagraziBi', On BXflpmrin ..^ ■'-■ iv 

'or ILbt Hopp' J his aUowancB of praties, " Bcujinf ro oJuXdv 

ad made him eat yraes on the banks of O /^apSapoc /i., SnXuv, 

Supbntes), MeyoAijv npn.pwv Aiuif 

WhOK sUlue Sir Thomna •''" ^A'D""- ^wKa*-. 

Took from as ■, ^•" ^ <•«" P'5' Semap. 

with tho ima«> of Csour : "t yvoaimi o ♦PAIEAP) 

nu r'rank Cret«w<Jl will teil liie wholu ^a Eup np.iFr aval if 

«ofT to Pnuer :) ^'V "C""- '"lOfl*'*. 

boagh thn Ira him a eapilai ra.or, " 1-^" "" XO'T""' 

■ with hi» hur E<'eflp..-oi, wA=.,c »v 

DT vwit of Eukeiruguneii: 






I don't tlimk it fair that Frank Cresswell should say no- 
thing all the evening. Up, up, mj hoy ! give us a speech or 
a stave of some kind or other. Have you never been at 
school ? Come, let us have '' Norval on the Grampian 
hills," or something or other. 

Thus apostrophized, O Queen ! I put my wits together ; 
and, anxious to contribute my quota to the common fund of 
classic enjoyment, I selected the immortal ode of Campbell, 
and gave a Latin translation in rhyme as well as I could. 

C|)e SattU of J^oi^enltnllen* Pralium apud Hohenlinden. 

On Linden, yvhea the sun was low, Sol ruit cqbIo minnitque lumen, 
All bloodless layth* untrodden snow, Kix super terris jacet usquo 
And dark as winter was the flow munda, 

Of Iser rolling rapidly. Et tenebros& fluit Iser undA 

Flebile flumen ! 

But Linden saw another sight, 
When the drums beat at dead of 

Commanding fires of death to light 
The darkness of the scenery. 

By torch and trumpet fast array' d. 
Each horseman drew his battle-blade. 
And furious every charger neigh'd 
To join the dreadful rivalry. 

Then shook the hills, by thimder 

Then rush'd the steed, to battle 

driven : 
And louder than the bolts of heaven 
Far flashed the red artillery ! 

The combat thickens ! on, ye brave ! 
Who rush to glory or the grave. 
Wave, Munich! all thy banners 

Namque noctumus simul arsit 
Tympanum rauco sonuit boatu, 
Dum micant flammis, agitante 

Bura malignim 

Jam dedit vocem tuba! fax ru- 
Ordinat turmis equites, et vltrb 
Fert equos ardor^ ruftilAnte 

Ire fiirentes. 

Tum sono coUes tremuere belli, 
Tum ruit campo sonipes, et 

Mugit, et rubr& tonitru Tidetnr 

Ingruit strages ! cit6, ferte gi«e- 
Quos triumphantem rodhnere 

Lnd «)iarge with aJI thy ahinJrj t Tcmpori linrum yant I aut le- 


Sure cupreMum ! 

tew sbttU [wrt where niuiy Hie nbi eampom premuere molti, 

BiHel! Trcia quJUii rari potris nde- 

fiipw (hall ba their nindkig- bunt I 

clievt, Heu •vpulchroli lUTe quot m>- 

rtiwj tod benmth their feet nebunt, 

Shall be » Mldier'* lepukhre 1 Pol t nee iniilli I 

8ucb, Queea! was my feeble effort: tad to your foB- 
terrag liiaduess 1 commit the luckteea abortion. Hoping ta 
Ve forgiveD by Tom Campbell for having upset into very in- 
adequate Laiin hia spirit-stiiriDg poetry. X made amende, 
towwer, to the jufltly enraged Muse, by eliciting the fol- 
lowing lUtliyrambic &om Dan Corbet, whom I challenged 
in aj turn : 

San Cotbtt's douf[. 
The loory Tooth. 

Bdiere me, desrProut, 
Shonir a tooth e'er grow looee in joar head. 

Or bU out, 
AnA perchuice jou'd with one in its ■tend, 
SoOD jou'd see whiU my Art «iuld conlrKe for je | 

When I'd forth wilh produce. 

Foe jour rererenee'a use, 
A cunt beautiful tooth catrrtd from iiorj ! 

Which, when dinnE^r-tinie nomea. 

Would »o well fit your gums, 

That to male one aiiperior 

'Twould puiilo a iairj, or 

An; CDte Lepreo^wn 

Hist trip* o'er the lawn. 

Or the apirit that dwells 

In the looel; harebells. 
Or ft nit^ from the big lake Ontario I 

Twould fit in 10 tight, 

So brilliant and bright. 

And be niade of audi mpilol atuff. 

Hint no food 

Huat needs be eacbew'd 
On account of ita being too tough t 


*Twould enable a sibyl 
The hardest sea-biscuit to nibble ; 
Nay, with such a sharp tusk, and such polished enamel^ 
Dear Prout, you could eat up a camel ! 

Aa I know you will judge 
With eye microscopic 
What I say on this delicate topic, 
And I wish to beware of all fudge^ 
I tell but the bare naked truth. 
And I hope I don't state what's irrelevant. 
When I say that this tooth, 
Brought from Africa, when 
In the depths of a palm-shaded glen 
It was captured by men. 
Then adorned in the full bloom of youth. 
The jaws of a blood-royal elephant. 

We are told. 
That a surgeon of old — 
Oh, 'tis he was well skilled in the art of nosology ! 
For such was his knowledge, he 
Gould make you a nose bran new ! 
I scarce can believe it, can you P 
And still did a public most keen and diBoeming 
Acknowledge his learning ; 
Yea, such skill was his, 
That on any unfortunate phiz. 
By some luckless chance. 
In the wars of France, 
Deprived of its fleshy ridge. 
He d raise up a nasal bri(^e. 

Now my genius is not so precocious 
As that of Dr. Tagliacotius, 
For I only profess to be versed in the art of dontciugy % 
To make you a nose 
" C'est toute autre chose ;" 
For at best, my dear Prout, 
Instead of a human snout. 

You'd get but a sorry apology. 
But let mo alone ^ 

For stopping a gap, or correcting a flaw 
In a patient's jaw ; 
Or making a tooth that, like bone of your bo33^ 
Will outlive your own. 
And shine on in the grave when your spirit is flown. 


I know tlieni'a a blorkbcad 
Thnt will put you ■ trotli np with wires, 
Ami thru, trhrn tlie clami]' ib ing tires, 

Tliii moit inipuJent fetlow 

WOl quietljr Wl you 
To uke it out of its socket, 
jLid put it bwk into jour waiBtaiat pocket 1 

But 'ris not w with mine, 

most latmed diriDe ! 
For without uij tporiouB auiiliorj, 
So flrmlr inOiod iu ;rour deil«r nuuiUarf, 

To jour lut djiog itiomaDl 'twill sliiiie, 
UolesB 'tis knock'd out, 
In some desperaf* rout, 
B7 m niddea ducharge of BrtiUury. 

Tluu the firmer 'twill grow is the wsui!r grows older. 
And Ihtai, when in death you sliull moiUJer, 
Like (hat Greek who had gottiui an ivorf shoulder, 
The dflight and unaioment of er'r; beholder, 
Toa'U he lung bj tlie poiMi iu your turn, O ! 
" Dtnlt PtouI hmtUToque Ftlopt ituv/nii ebamo I 

ViBo. G'car;. //. 

Come, old Prout, let'a have a stave! 
>ur beollib, my old oouk I 

The excellent old mnn acknowledged tbe toa§t with be- 
ymnfi dl^niW. and tunefully warbled the Lalitt original of 
M of " tie Melodies." 

^Zt^re Snnt'i jbons- Prout cantal. 

K BnD Ninembcr the days of O! atimiui sa.-ios iu« lerua re<;o- 

ttrt her (klthlrss sons hetmy'd Antfa qiuLm unti Tincta ded£ra 

irfT, pati, 

ikoi Ualachi wore the rollar of OEun UJttachu* torqve ut patrio 

(olil, defensor hooorquo 

Wludi his won from the proud Ibnti emtier^ pigniu abhoata 

iaiader ; ten. 


When Nial, with standard of green Tempore yezillo Tiridante eqiiit%- 

unfurrd, bat in illo 

Led the red-branch knighta to Nialue ante truoea ferridoe irs 

danger, dnoee. 

Ere the emerald gem of the weet- 1^ nee erant annl radiia in frtmta 

em world tyranni 

Was set in the brow of a stran- Fulgeat ut claria, insula gemma 

ger. maru. 

On Lough Neagh's banks as the Quando taoet yentua, Keagh« dhm 

fisherman strays, margine lentoa 

When the cool, cfdm eye*s de- Piscatorradit, Tespownt umbra 

dining, cadit, 

He sees the round towers of other Contemplans undas, ibi tmres 

days rotundas 

Beneath the waters shining. Credidit, inque lacika oppida 

So shall memory oil, in dream sub- nit aquis. 

lime, Sic memori in Bomnia res gesia 

Catch a glimpse of the days that reponitur omnis 

are over, Histonoosque dies rettulit ahna 

And, sighing, look through the qaies, 

waves of time, Gloria sublimis se efiert h fluetibus 

For the long-feided glories they imis, 

cover. Atque apparet ibi patria cara tibi 


I now call on mj worthy friend Dowden, wHom I am 
Sony to see indulging in nothing but soda all the evening : 
come, President of the " Temperance," and ornament of" the 
Kirk," a song ! 

9tc& SoiDtlen'i^ dong* 

Ais— << /ftf^ Me Maid of Lodi:* 

I sing the fount of soda, Kpurrov fitv ro v^wp — 

Tlmt sweetly springs for me. So Pindar sang of old. 

And I hope to make this ode a Though modem bards — prak f » 

Delightful melody ; dor ! — 

For if ** Castalian** water Deem water dull and oold ; 

Refreshed the tuneful nine. But if at my suggestion 

Health to the Muse! IVe brought her Th^*d try the crystal spring, 

A bubbling draught of mine. They'd find that, for diction. 

Pure element's the thzug. 

Vilk aods'i dieerfiil euence 

Tb'T'iJ fill Uie brimming glsiti, 
And ueI thn mild 'ferreaoenue 

Of bjdrogpn and nt t 
Hat qiuff Qencra'* liquor — 

Source of ■ thouund illi ! 
Sot mill the poisonous ichor 

Cork (to btr ahune!) diitila. 

in i< k Inrkine rip^r, 

7^t rtingft tbe nuddcnDd Houl, 
nd Rmi«i)n j»\i (lie iiiner. 

While Folli dn.t<ij> Tlie bowl ; 
Cd rum, Inldr nf moLuiBl, 

lodinrth nun lo ain j 
nil Car /lOfAnn guqiutei 

1^ (loiluil 1)1 giu. 

nl parvt air in Gitnre 

Farmdcv tli(> ttnia draught, 
nd torma (lie iilplilikK mixlu 
Brewed b; our girntli: crnll. 

ILL c*80traAL. 97 

Nor IS lbs bavaisge injured 
Wlien UsTOUPod willi a lime ; 

Or ir, ■hen sliglitly pngwed, 
'Til uraUoved off in liiae. 

Far from the t»nt« of foper* 

Slcat bo roj lot to dwell, 
Spoure from interlope™ 

At jiesoeful "Sundai/'i milt." 
Free o'er mj luwn to wander. 

Amid ivnei Qowers and fruit* ( 
A iid insj I BliU grow fonder 

Of eheDiical punuitx. 

Through life with step unnrine 

To glide, nor wenlth to board. 
Content if B red herring 

Adorn my frugul bou^ ; 
Wtiile Mnrlha, mild and pUcid, 

Amin}f9 iha bousehold CHreft, 
A-nd pyroiigneout acid 

The juiuy ham prepnres. 

That is II capital defence of the Temperance Society, and 
' KodAin compounds. Mr. Dowden, and clearly refutes the 
■h Mierliou of Horace— 

Dick, ycu bare a decided claim fur a aong on any of 
leata wlioae melodious pipe we have not as yet heard. 

I call on O'Meara, whom I have detected watching, with 
Goretotu eye, somelluDg iu the distant landscape. A song. 

1 un free to confess that yonder turkey, of which I can 
rt a glimpse through the kitchen-door, baa a must tempt- 



ing aspect. Would it were spitted l—but, alas! this is 
Friday. However, there are substitutes even for a turkey, 
as I shall endeavour to demonstrate in the most elegant 
style of Franciscan I^atinity ; adding a free translation for 
the use of the ignorant. 

dTnar ©'flJeara'g Song. 

Why then, sure it was made hy a learn- 
ed owl. 
The " rule" by which I beg, ' 
Forbidding to eat of the tender fowl 
That hangs on yonder peg. 
But^ rot it ! no matter : 
For here on a platter. 
Sweet Margaret brings 
A food fit for kings ; 
And a meat 
CUnm and neat — 
That's an egg ! 

Sweet maid, 
She brings me an egg newly laid ! 
And to fast I need ne'er be afraid. 
For 'tis Teg 
That can find me an egg. 

Cantilena Omearira. 


Nostrft non est regulA 

Edenda gallina. 
Altera sed edula 

Splendent in culina : 
Ora manus sedula 

Affert mlhi bi«ia ! 
Est Margarita^ 
Quffi facit ita, 

Fuellarom regiua ! 

Three diflfercnt ways there are of eat- 
ing them ; 
First boil'd, then fried with salt, — 
But there's a particular way of treating 
Where many a cook's at iault : 
For with parsley and flour 
'Tia in Margaret's power 
To make uj) a dish, 
Keitliejr moat, fowl, nor fish ; 
But in Paris they call 't 
A neat 
Sweet girl ! 
In truth, as in Latin, her name ia ft 

When she gets 
Me a platter of nice omelettes. 


Triplex mos est cdere: 

Prim6, genuina ; 
Dein, certo foMlere 

Testa, et salinat 
Tum, nil herbse Isdere 

Po»sunt aut flanna | 
Est Margarita, 
QuBB facit ita, 

Puellarum reginAl 


tMi! 'til »11 in m^ tjo, uid ajoke, 
To call fiMlJo; a •orroWful jnku ; 
tim, of Dutilin-bii}' hurringt a kt'g, 

And ui eg^, 
1* enmigli for nil d^aiblr futk I 
%»om^ to Ibe fhiennt turf-»inoko, 
A mrU round the nui rni the fire ( 
.Fhifc Uw BWfrt j.;UoB Tolk 
L Aom Uie *{Eg-alieU> in broke 
In ibat inn. 
Who mv, 
^It ha hare but the bmrt of a mui, 
N leal din aaft flaniB of desin^. 

it bunu to • diulur the liaaiot 

(Uala e nunfow.) 
Tempns atulta pleba abhorret 

QuadrBgesiuiale ; 
Hideo Bed ai in menai forel, 
. H« iret non tam male ! 
Ova dum hue ii;:npha torret 
In olU cum «ale. 
Eat liUrgsrita, 
Qu« hc\t ila, 
Fuelliuimi Terms. ! 

I cuiocidr? nitli all that lias been said in praise of eggs ; 
1 liATe writt«u a vtiluaibous esanj on the subject ; and as 
to frriui; them in a pan, it is decidedly the beet method. 
Tji.iT iiiLiTiious iniiti, CroiVia Crolter, waa the first among 
-'i.l rdi. V nli-rs on '■ UBcful knowledge" who adorn this utili- 
Tn- .1.1 I :-icii to discover the si rikt ag reserab lance that exists 
U'lui'iti iluse two delightful objects in natural history, a 
•litity and a fritd tgg. Eifga broken into a pan seem enrir- 
Hed with a whitish border, having a yeilow nucleifB in the 
crntfp; and the similar appearance of the field-daisy ought 
t(i have lung since drawn the notice of Wordsworth. Mean- 
(iiii«, in the matter of firing eggs, care should be taken not 
to overdo them, as an old pliilotwpher has said — /itXim ro tu*. 
But let nonp imagine that in all 1 have said I intend to 
hint, in tbo nsmotcBt manner, any approval of that barbarous 
and tmtulural eombination — that burrid amalgam, yclept a 
pameaht, tJmu which nothing can be more detestable. 

I Bato 5011 any objectiiTD. learned host, to our hearing n 
'*0 nutrumcmtal miiaic? Huppoae we got a tune on the 
e ? I uuiU^nttind your maji, Torry Callaghan, can 
c Ui« bofc* t^ '>U">o purpose. 

11 2 



Terrjr ! come in, and bring your pipes ! 

Teny, nothing loath, came, though with some diffi 
and rather unsteadily, from the kitchen ; and having 
blisbed himself on a three-legged stool (the usual » 
Fythonic inspiration), ^re, after a short prelude, tfa 
lowing harmonious strain, with vocal accompaniment 1 
the tuneful drone of the bags : in which arrangeme 
strictly adhered to the Homeric practice ; for we fine 
the most approved and highly gifted minstrels of the '* 
sey," (especially that model among the bards of anti 
Demodocus), owing to their contempt for wind-instrui 
were enabled to play and sing at the same time ; but n 
the lyre, the plectrum, the ^op/jkty^, the chelys, the te 
or the barbiton, afford such facilities for the concom 
of voice and music as that wondrous engine of harmon; 
Celtic bagpipe, called " corne muse " by the French, 
par excellence "comu musa.^* Terry, having exalted his 
sang thus : 

Being a full and true Account of the Storming of Blarney Cast^ 
the united forces of Cromwell, Ireton, and Fairfax, in 1628 

Ant— ''Pm akin to the CaUagham,** 

O Blarney Castle, my darlint ! 

Sure you're nothing at aU but a stone 
Wrapt m ivy— a nest for all yarmint, 

Sinee the ould Lord Clancarty is gone. 
Och ! 'tis you that was once strong and aincienti 

And ye kep all the Sassenachs down, 
While fighting them battles that aint yet 

Forgotten by martial renown. 

O Blarney* Castle, &o. 

Bad luck to that robber, ould Crommill ! 
That plundered our beautiful fort ; 

We'll never forgive him, though some will- 
Saxons ! such as G«orge £napp and his soit. 

But they t«ll us the day '11 oome, when Dannel 
Will purge the whole country, and drive 

All the Sassenachs into the chMinel, 
Nor leave a Cromwellian alive. 

O Blarney Castle, Ac 


Cnne One day cliussj KoU'i uelj cerpHt, 

Clod ID copper, wu aeeo an our plutii j 
When ha roojed over here lik? a porfioiee, 

In two Qr IhrM liuaken from S)iaiD ! 
And b«kiue that he was h frcctimsan 

H» mounted b butlering-run, 
And into her mouth, full of ttu»on, 

Tiretity pound of gimnowder hu'd cram. 
O Blarney Castle, Ac. 
So oheD the bnve boja of Cluictrtj 

Looked otcr their battle menl-nuU, 
Thnr uw wicked OliTer'i partj 

All & ftedjog on powder mod ball ; 
jlnd Uul gininl that married hie daughter. 

Wid s heap of grape-Bhol in his jaw- 
That'* bonld Iretoo, to iamoua for ilaughttr— 

And he wu his brolhcr-in-law. 

O Blame; Cutle, Ac. 
Ilunr Sred off their boIleK like thunder, 

iliat whizied t hrnneb the air like B anatM | 
And thej mitde the ould castle (no wonder 1) 

With all il« foundations to ahakc. 
While the Irith had nothing to aboot off 

But their bows and their orraa, the sowls I 
WaTpoDt at for the wan of old PtuUrch, 

And perhaps mighty ftood for wild fowls, 
O Blarney Ciulle, te. 
Och ! 'twu Oromniill then gave the dark l«keli— 

For In the block art he ««« deep ; 
And tho' the ejea of the Irish stood open, 

Thi:^ found themselTea all bsl aileepl 
With his jack- boots he stepped on the water. 

And he walked clanu righb over the take i 
While his sodgers thej all followed oftcr. 

As dry as a duck or a drake. 

O Bkroey Caslte, Ic. 
Then the gates he burnt down to a cinder. 

And the roof be demolighcd likewise ; 
1 the rsflfra tbej flamed out hke tinder. 

And the buildin'jtarjrf up to the ikics. 
And he gare the estate to the Jeb'ers, 

With the dury, the cow% and the hay i 
And thpy lieed there in clover like heifers. 

As their anc«Con do to this day. 

O Blnmuy Castle, Ac 

A mw the song of Terry, in the chonis of which ne 
kided hj the iiympatbetic barytou of Jack Bellew'i 


voice, never silent when his country's woes are the theme 
of eloquence or minstrelsy. An incipient Bomnolen<rf^ be- 
gan, however, to manifest itself in Corbet and Dick J)ow- 
den ; and I confess I myself can recoUect little else of the 
occurrences of the evening. Wherefore with this epilogue we 
conclude our account of the repast on Watergrasshill, ob- 
serving that Sir Walter Scott was highly pleased with the 
sacerdotal banquet, and expressed himself so to EInapp ; to 
whom, on their return in a post-chaise to Cork, ne ex- 

^ Froniis jucund^ coenam produzimuB illam.'* — Hoa. 

No. IV. 


dTtem ti)e $reut ^aperitf. 

" O thou, whatever title please thine car, 
Dean, Drapier, Bickerataff, or Gulliver — 
Whether thou choose Cervantes' serious air, 
Or laugh and shake in Rab'lais' easy chair, 
Or praise the court, or magnify mankind. 
Or thy grieved country's copper chains unbind !" 


We are perfectly prepared for the overwhelming burst of 
felicitation which we shall elicit from a sympathizing public, 
when we announce the glad tidings of the safe amval in 
London of the Watergrasshill " chest," fraught with trei- 
Hures such as no Spanish galleon ever wafted from Manilla 
or Peru into the waters of the Gruadalquiver. From the re- 
mote Irish highland where Prout wasted so much Athenian 
suavity on the desert air, unnoticed and unappreciated by 
the rude tenants of the hamlet, his trunk of posthumouB 
papers has been brought into our cabinet ; and there it 
stands before us, like unto the Trojan horse, replete with the 
armedoffspring ofthe great man's brain,rightwell packed with 


Mie stuffing — ay, pregnant with life and glory ! Haply bns 
Kite decreed llmt it iliould fall into proper hands ano lit- 
custody ; eliie to wliat vile uaea might not thiti vile boi 
mmed lumber have been iiriwittiugly converted — we 
ikuddcr in "pirit at the jJiMhable deMtiny that would have 
ivaited it. The Caliph Omar wanuod the batli of Alei- 
indria iirith Ptoiemy'a library ; and the " I'rout Papers " 
gbt ere unw be lighting tlie pipes uf " the boys " in Blur- 
j Lane, wliile the chest itaelF might affurd niuteriala (or a 
Siree-legged etool — '■ Trnnem ficutuiu, mitiUi l^twm .'" 

lu verity it oitglit to be tdlowable at times to indulge in 
jut most pleasing opiate, eelf-applause ; and having made 
90 goodly RD acquisition, why Bnould not wo chiiL-kk- in- 
tnrdly while congratulated from without, ever and anuu 
glancing an eye of satisfoctioa at the cheat : 

" Mllii plaudo ipsD domj, umul bo eontemplor jn nrcA '." 

Hewr did that learned ei-Jesuit, AngeloMai, now librarian 

of the Vatican, rejoice more over a "palimpsest "MS. of some 

cruy old monk, io which liia quick eye fondly bad detected 

the long-lost, decade of Livy — never did friend Pettigrew 

gloBt over a newly uncolfined mummy — (warranted of the 

pv of Scsvstris) — never did (that living mummy) Maurice 

de IWleyrand exult over a. fresh bundle of Palmerstonian 

Protocols, with more internal complacencjr, — than did we, 

obilating over this aacerdota! anthology, this miscellany "in 

POftnla," at Isnt tutfely lodged in our poaaegBion. 

ApTojmt. We Bhould mention that we had jjreviously the 

Hour of ret-eiving from his Eicellency Prince Maurice 

foresaid) the following note, to which it grieved ua to 

a flat negative. 
•LePriucede Talleyrand prie Mr. Olivieb Yoeke d'agn^er 
retpectueux bommogea. Ayauteu I'avantagede eounaitre ' 
sonellement feu TAob^ de Prout lora de aes t'tudea d la 
rbonae en 1778, il aerait charm^. sitflt qu'arrivorout lea 
tiers de ce respectable ecclesioatique. d'osBtater \ I'ouver- 
du coffre. Cette faveur, qu'il ae flatte d'obtenir de la 
reconnue de Monsieur Yobee, il sfaura duemeut 

*■ Amhanait tU F/anet. Hatiovre Sf. 


We suspected at onoe, and our surmise has proTed correet^ 
that many documents would be found referring to Marie 
Antoinette's betrayers, and the practices of those three 
prime intriguers, Mirabeau, Cagliostro, and Prince Maurice; 
so that we did well in eschewing the honour intended us in 
overhauling these papers — Xon ** TaJley " auxilio ! 

We hate a flourish of trumpets ; and though we could 
justly command all the clarions of renown to usher in these 
Proiit ¥rritings, let theirown intrinsic worth bethe sole herald 
of their fame. We are not like the rest of men — ^that 

is, such as Lardner and Bob ^Montgomery — obliged to 
inflate our cheeks with incessant effort to olow our com- 
modities into notoriety. No ! we are not disciples in the 
school of Puffendorf : FrouVsJish will be found firesh and 
substantial — not '' blo¥m," as happens too frequently in the 
Jiterary market. We have more than once acknowledged 
the unsought and unpprchased plaudits of our contempora- 
ries : but it is also to thb imperishable verdict of posterity that 
we ultimately look for a ratification of modem applause ; 
with Cicero we exclaim — * MemoriA vestri, Quirites, nostne 
res vivent, sermonibus crescent, litterarum monumentis 
veterascent et corroborabuntur!" Yes ! while the epheme- 
ral writers of the day, mere bubbles on the surface of the 
flood, will become extinct in succession, — while a few, 
more lucky than their comrade dunces, may continue 
for a space to swim with the aid of those vile bladders, news- 

Saper puffs, Father Prout will be seen floating triumphantly 
own the stream of time, secure and buoyant in a genuine 
" Cork " jacket. 

We owe it to the public to account for the delay exp^* 
enced in the transmission of the *' chest'* from Watergrasshill 
to oiu* hands. The fact is, that at a meeting of the parishioners 
held on the subject (Mat Horrogan, of Blarney, in the 
chair), it was resolved, " That Terry Callaghan, being a tall 
and trustworthy man, able to do credit to the village in 
London, and carry eleven stone weight (the precise tariff of 
the trunk), should be sent at the pubUc expense, rt^ Bristol, 
with the coffer strapped to his shoulders, and plenty of the 
wherewithal to procure * refreshment * on the western road, 
mtil he should deliver the same at Mr. Eraser's, B^ent 
Street, with the compliments of the parish." Terry, wisely 

beat; bwtft's midxesi. 1(J5 

cansi<l«riD^. like the CoinniisBiiinera of the Deocan prize- 
moaiBf, that the occupation vaa too good a thing not to 
make it lust as lotig lu iKjaaiblu, kept refrcahing himself, at 
the cost af the pnrochiui committee, on the great weatem 
ro«d, and only arrived lait weeli lu Eegent Street. Haviiig 
duly stopped to admire Lady Aldborough'e " round tower, 
»et up to honour the Duke of York, and elbowed his way 
through the " Sqitadrint," he at last mode his appearance 
at our ofiioe ; anil when be had there discharged nie load, 
went off to take pot-luck with Feargua O'Connor. 

Herv, then, we are enabled, no longer Hefemng the pro- 
mised boon, to lay before the public tho first of the " Ppout 
Papere ;" breaking bulk, to use a seaman's phrase, and pro- 
ducing at hazard a specimen of what is contained in the 
cofier brooght hither on the shoulders of tall and trust- 
worthy Terry CuUa^'han. 

" Pondera rea ail4 Tord et Catigmt merm*." 


(, 1.* July, 1834. 

H'alrrs,rauAill, March 1830. 
Tn a few years, and a full century shall hare elapsed since 
tho death of Dr. Jonathan Swift, Dean of St. Patrick's. Tea, 
my friends ! if such I may presume to designate you into 
I whose haniU, when I am gathered to the silent tomb, these 
I writinga shall fall, and to whose kindly perusal I commend 
tbem, bequeathing, at the same time, the posthumous bless- 
ing of n feeble and toil-worn old man — yes. when a few win- 
ter* nii'ire shall have added to the accumulated snow of age 
tiiat Weighs on the hoary head of the pastor of this upland, 
aud a short period sball have rolled on in the dull monotony 
of these Intt«r days, the centenary cycle will be fully com- 
pU-ted, the secular anthem of dirge-like solemnity mav be 
■one, since the grave dosed for ever on one whom Britain 
justly rweres as the most upright, intuitive, and gii^d of 
IWT ngee ; and whom Ireland, when the fi^euiied hour of 
■trite shall have pissed away, and the turbulence of parties 
riull bare subsided into a national calm, will hail witli t^a 


rapture of returning reason, as the first, the best, the mighti- 
est of her sons. The long arrears of gratitude to the only 
true disinterested champion of her people will then be paid— 
the long-deferred apotheosis of the patriot-divine will then 
take place— the shamefully- forgotten debt of glory which the 
lustre of his genius shed around his semi-barbarous country- 
men will be deeply and feelingly remembered ; the old land- 
mark of genuine worth will be discovered in the ebbing of 
modem agitation, and due honour will be rendered by a 
more enlightened age to the keen and scrutinizing philoso- 

gher, the scanner of whatever lies hidden in the folds of the 
uman heart, the prophetic seer of coming things, the un- 
sparing satirist of contemporary delinquency, the stem 
Khadamanthus of the political and of the literary world, 
the star of a benighted land, the lance and the buckler of 
Israel — 

" We no'er shall look upon his like again.'** 

And still why must I recall (what I would fain ob- 
literate) the ever-painful fact, — graven, alas! too inde- 
libly on the stubborn tablets of his biographers, chronicled 
in the annals of the country, and, above aU, firmly and 
fatally established by the monumental record of hia own 
philanthropic munificence, — the disastrous fact, that ere 
this brilliant light of our island was quenched in death, to- 
wards the close of the year 1745 — long before that sad 
consummation, the fiame had wavered wild and flickered fit- 
fully in its lamp of clay, casting around shadows of ghastly 
form, and soon assuming a strange and melancholy hue, that 
made every well-wisher hail as a blessing the event of iti 

• Note in Prout*8 handwriting : " Doyle, of Carlow, fiuntlj resemble* 
him. Bold, honest, disinterested, an able writer, a scholar, a gentle- 
man ; a bishop, too, in our church, with none of the shallow pecumtiT, 
siUj hauteur, aiTant selfishness, and anile dotage, which maj be some- 
times covered, hut not hidden, under a mitre. Swift demolished, in his 
day, Woods and his bad half}>cncc ; Doyle denounced Daniel and his 
box of coppers. A provision for the starving Irish was called for br 
' the Dean,' and was sued for by * J. £. L.' Alas ! when will the Gxh 
▼emment awaken to the voice of our island's best and most enlightened 

Eatriots P Truly, it hath * Moses and the prophets '—doth the Legi^ 
kture wait until one come from the dead ?" 

Doyle IB since dead — but ** defunctus adhuc loquitur T'— O. T. 


iaal extlnctitm in the coiil and dismal vaults of St. Patrit-k't H 
In what iiij-§t*rioii8 struggle hia t^ganlic intyllect liad been 
doven liown, Done could IcU. But the evil genius of in- 
Woily linil clenrly obtained a mnsterdom over I'aciiltiea the 
llaoat powerful, tuid cudowments the highest, that haveMl^n 
to the lot of man. 

We are tol J of OL-t-asiooul houra of respite from the fanga 
i<rf his tormenting tai/tut. — we leam of momenta when the 
lOB divintor" was snflVred to go loose from its gaoler, 
to roam back, as it were on "parole," into the dorni- 
ions uf reasoD, like the ghost of the murdered king, ollow- 
i to revisit, for a brief space, the glimpses of our glorious 
ifin&aroeDt. — but such gleams of mental enlightenment were 
ibut few, and short in their duration. They were like tbe 
flaah that is seen to illumine the wreck when all hope is 
SDne, and. Gercelj burating athwart the darkneRS, appears 
out to seal the doom of the cargo and the mariners— inter- 
's of lugubrious transport, described by our native bard » 

full rapidly would that once clear and aagnciouaapirit 

Iter and relapse into the torpor of idiocy. His large, ei- 

— -'ve ^■es, rolling wildly, would at times eihJbit, as it 

. the inward working of his reason, essaying ia vain to 

off the aiwhtmore that sat triumphant there, impeding 

current ol thought, once so brisa and brilliant, ^oble 

Bud elaaeie in the very writliinga of delirium, and ofttn 

Bublime. he would appear a living image of the sculptured 

Xftoeoon. battling with a serpent that had grasped, not the 

body, but the mind, in its eutangling folda. Yet must we 

xcpest the sad truth, and again record in sorrow, that the 

'"rt two or three years of Jonathan Swift presented nothiug 

it the eluittered remnants of what bad been a powerfully 

tnixed being, to whom it ought to have beeu allotted, 

ording to our faint notions, to carry unimpaired and un- 

linished into the hands of Him who gave such varied 

id formed sui-h a goodlv intellect, the stores of 

wisdom and the overflowing measure of talents well 

i|dofed : but such was not tbe counsel of an iuscrut&bVe 


providence, whose decree was to be fulfilled in the pros- 
tration of a mighty understanding — 

Aiog d* srsXs/fro jSouXij. 

And here let me pause — for a sadlj pleasing remixiiaoenoe 
steals across my mind, a recollection of youthful days. I 
love to fix, in its flight, a transitory idea ; and I freely plead 
the privilege of discursiveness conceded to the garrulity of 
old age. When my course of early travel led me to wander 
in search of science, and I sought abroad that scholastic 
knowledge which was denied to us at home in those evil 
dajrs ; when, by force of legislation, I became, like others of 
my clerical brethren, a " peripatetic" philosopher — ^like them 
compelled to perambulate some part of Europe in quest of 
professional education, — the sunny provinces of southern 
France were the regions of my choice ; and my first glean- 
ings of literature were gathered on the banks of that mighty 
stream so faithfully characterised by Burdigala's native poet 
Ausonius, in his classic enumeration : 

" Lentut Arar, Bhodanusque eekr^ PLENUBque GABUMzrA." 

One day, a goatherd, who fed his shaggy flock along the 
river, was heard by me, as, seated on the lofty bank, he gazed 
on the shining flood, to sing a favourite carol of the country. 
*Twas but a simple ballad ; yet it struck me as a neat illua- 
tration of the ancient parallel between the flow of human 
life and the course of the running waters ; and thus it 

** Saint ! O yieux fleuve, qui coulez par la plainel 
H^las ! un mdme cours ici baa noiia entraine— 

Egal est en tout notre sort : 
Tons deux nous foumissons la m^me cam^re ; 
Car un m^me destin nous m^ne, O riyi^ I — 

Yous ik la mer I nous & la mortl* 

So sang the rustic minstrel. But it has occurred to me, 
calmly and sorrowfully pondering on the fate of Swift, that 
although this melancholy resembutnce, so often alluded to in 
Scriptural allegory, may hold good in the general fortunes 
of mankind, still has it been denied to some to complete in 


DEAN swift's UADNESK. 109 

their personal history tLe sad similitude ; for not a fev, and 
thece some of the most exalted of our Hpecies, have been 
forbidden to glide into the Ocean of Eternity bringing 
thereunto the fulness of their iife-current with its brim- 
ming bauke un drained. 

Who that has ever gazed on the glorious Bhine, coeval 
in historic metnoiy with the first Ctpsar, and boftating iiiuch 
previous traditionary renown, at the spot where it gushes 
aoia its Alpine source, would not augur to it, with the poet, 
&u luiinterrupted career, and an ever-growing volume of 
copious exuberance f 

" An pted du Hont Addllc, entre mille roaeaui, 
I« Khiii Innqoil, H fier du prngr^ de sm eftiuc, 
AppuTe d'ane roun sur Mm uma peaohaDto, 
ffendort ui bnut Battaur de son ondc nuiBaiit«." 


Whence if it is viewed sweeping in brilliant cataracts through 
, many a mountain glen, and many a woodland scene, until it 
glides from the realms of romance into the business of life, 
and forms ihe majestic boundary of two riva) nations, con- 
ferring benefits on both— reflecting from the broad expanse 
of its waters anon the mellow vineyards of Johannisberg, 
anon the boary crags of Drachenfela — who then could 
venture to foretell that so splendid an alliance of usefulness 
and gmndeur was destined to be dissolved — that von rich 
flood would never gaiu that ocean into whose Dosom a 
thousaud rivulets flow on with unimpeded gravitation, but 
would disappear in the quagmires of Helvoetsiuys, be lost 
in the swamps of Eianders, or absorbed in the sands of 
Holland r 

Tet such is the course of the Ehine, and such was the 
destiny of Swift, — of that man the outpourings of whose 
ftbundant mind fertilized ^ke the land of his fathers * and 
the land of his birth : that man the vcr^ overflowings of 
whose strange genius were looked on by his contemporaries 
srith delight, and welcomed ns the inundations of the Nile 
are hajleil by the men of Egypt. 


A deep and hallowed motive impels me to select that last 
and dreaiy period of his career for the subject of spedal 
analysis ; to elucidate its secret history, and to examme it 
in all its bearings ; eliminating conjecture, and substituting 
fact ; prepared to demolish the visionary superstructure of 
hypothesis, and to place the matter on its simple basifl of 
truth and reality. 

It is far from my purpose and far from my heart to tread 
on such solemn ground save with becoming awe and with 
feet duly unshodden. If, then, in the foUowing pages, I 
dare to unseal the long-closed well, think not that I seek to 
desecrate the fountain : if it devolves on me to lift the veil, 
fear not that I mean to profane the sanctuary : tarry iintil 
this paper shall have been perused to its close ; nor will it 
faU from your grasp without leaving behind it a conviction 
that its contents were traced by no unfriendly hand, and by 
no unwarranted biographer : for if a bald spot were to be 
found on the head of Jonathan Swift, the hand of Andrew 
Prout should be the first to cover it with laurels. 

There is a something sacred about insanity: the traditions 
of every country agree in flinging a halo of mysterious dis- 
tinction around the unhappy mortal stricken with so sad and 
so lonely a visitation. The poet who most studied from 
nature and least from books, the immortal Shakespeare, has 
never made our souls thrill with more intense sympathy than 
when his personages are brought before us bereft of the 
guidance of reason. The grey hairs of King Lear are silvered 
over with additional veneration when he raves ; and the 
wild flower of insanity is the tenderest that decks the pure 
garland of Ophelia. The story of Orestes has furnished 
Greek tragedy with its most powerful emotions ; and never 
did the mighty Talma sway with more irresistible dominion 
the assembled men of France, than when he personated the 
fury-driven maniac of Euripides, revived on the French stage 
by the muse of Voltaire. We know that among rude and 
untutored nations madness is of rare occurrence, and its in- 
stances few indeed. But though its frequency in more re- 
fined and civilised society has taken away much of the 
deferential homage paid to it in primitive times, still, in the 
palmiest days of G-reek and Boman illumination, the oracles 
of Delphi iound their fitting organ in the frenzy of the 


Pytfaonoflg ; and tUrouj;)) bucIi channels doea the Latia iTriet 
represent the Deity eoramunicfttiiig with uiau ; 

ilenUm MCflrdnum inoula Pjlliiiu." 

But It-t OB tool( into OUT owo breasts, and acknowledge that, 
with »Il the fasttdioiis priil*! of fancied superiority, and in 
the full plenitude of our uudimmed reason, we cinmot tiice the 
hrfttthijig ruin of a noble iiitellei^t undismajed. Tlie broken 
rounds, the vague inteusilv of that gaze, those whispt-rings 
tlutl seem to commune witn the vorld of spirits, the plar uf 
th^ree fealnres, still iiupresHed with the signet of immortnlity, 
though illegible to our eje, strike ua ■with that awe which 
the obelisk uf the desert, with its insculptnred riddles, in- 
spires into the Arabian shepherd. An oriental opinion makes 
mcli beings the favourites of Heaven : and tbe strong tinc- 
ture of ejiatern ideas, so disceruible on many points in Ire- 
Innd, is here also perceptible ; for a bom idiot among the 
iilfcpring of an Irish cabin is prized as a family jju/ZarfiHw. 

To coutt-mplnte what was once great and resplendent in 
iLe eyes of man slowly mouldering in decay, has never been 
an unprofi table eiercise of thought ; and to muse ovei- reason 
itKlf fallen and prostrate, cannot fail to teach us our com- 
plt^r deficintcy. If to dwell among ruins aod amid seput- 
rhm — to Mplore the pillared grandeur of the ttmantless 
Palmyn. or the crumbling wreck of that Roman amphi- 
tbestre once manned with applauding thousands and rife 
with joy. now overgrown with shrubs and haunted by the 
owl — il'to siililotjuiie in the valley where autumnal leaves 
are thickly etrewu. ever reminding us by their incessant 
nuLlr. aa we tread tlie path, " that all that's bright must 
fade ;" — if these things beget that mood of soul in which 
tbc suggrstiuns of Heaven find readiest adoption, — how 
forciblv must tbe wreck uf mind itself, and the mournful 
iihTrations of that faculty by which most we assimilate to 
uur Maker, humble our self-sufficiency, and bend down our 
■pirit in stioraliun ! It is in truth a. sad bereavement, a dis- 
•evCTing of ties long cherished, a parting scene melancholy 
to witness, when the ethereal companion of this clay takea 
its dcptrl ure, an outcast from the eartlily coil that it once 
ih intellectual fire, aud wanders astray, cheerless 


and friendless, beyond the picturings of poetry to describe;- 
a picture realised in Swift, who, more tnan Adrian, was ei 

** Am'nnila yagula, blandula, ** Wee soul, fond mnblor, whither, bkj^ 
Hospes comesque oorporis, Whither, boon comrade, fleest away? 
Qu» nunc abibis in loca ? Ill canst thou bear the bitter blasts 
Pallidula, rigida, nudula. Houseless, unclad, affVight, aghaat ; 

Nee, ut soles, dabis jocos !** Jocund no more ! and hushed the mirth 

That gladden'd oft the Bons of earth!" 

JS'or unloath am I to confess that such contemplations hare 
won upon me in the decline of years. Youth has its appro- 
priate pursuits ; and to him who stands on the threshold of 
me, with all its gaieties and festive hours spread in alluring 
blandishment before him, such musings may come amiss, 
and such studies may offer no attraction. We are then eager 
to mingle in the crowd of active existence, and to mix with 
those who swarm and jostle each other on the molehill of 
this world — ^ 

** Towered cities please us then. 
And the busy hum of men !" 

But to me, numbering fourscore years, and full tired of the 
frivolities of modem wisdom, metaphysical inquiry returns 
with all its charms, fresh as when first I coiu*tea, in the 
halls of Sorbonne, the science of the soul. On this barreii 
hill where my lot is fallen, in that " sunset of life " which is 
said to " bring mystical lore," I love to investigate subjects 
such as these. 

*' And may mj lamp, at midnight hour, 
Be seen in some high, lonelj tower. 
Seeking, with Plato, to unfold 
What realms or what vast regions hold 
Th* immortal soul that hath forsook 
Its mansion in this fleshy nook ! 
And may, at length, my weary age 
Find out some peaceful hermitage. 
Till old experience doth attain 
To something like prophetic strain 1" 

To fix the precise limits where sober reason*s well-rega* 
lated dominions end, and at what bourne the wild region of 
the fanciful commences, extending in many a tract of length- 
ened wilderness until it joins the remote and volcanic terri« 


toTT of downright insniiit}-, — were a task wliich tlie most 
Jeeply-pead psyi^hologiat itiiglit utleinpt iu vnin. llijipek-ea 
would be the endeaTuiir to settle the exact cooHne's ; tVir no- 
whrre is tliere bo much debat^able groutid, bo nmcU un- 
marked frtintiep, »ci nm<;li undetermined boundary. The 
degrees ol* lougitudi? and latitude have never been laid duwu, 
nor, that 1 learn, ever calculated at all, for wont of a really 
•enaible eolid man to act the part of a firat meridiaD. Th« 
•ame remark is applicable to a congenial Bubjcct, vi«. thitt 
state' of the iiumoji frame akin to iiisanitif, nJid called inlixti. 
eafioH : fur there nre here alio various de^p^ea of intensity ; 
and where ou earth (eiceiit perhaps in the person of my 
friend Dick Dowden.) will yuu find, kito. fpi'a ie«i xara 
iufttt a ensEit man, according with the description iu a hymn 
of our church liturgy ? 

" Qui piiu, prudco*, hiuniliB, pudloiu, 

£r Bjficio Bm. Ham. dr timmwii Con/, non ad ..,prr«,. 

I remember well, when in 1S15 the present Lord Chan- 
cellor (then simple Horry Brougham) came to this part of 
the country (attracted hither by the fame of our IJlamey- 
etnne), having hod the pleasure of hie society one summer 
evening in this bumble dwelling, and conversing with him 
looa; aud loudly on the topic of inebriation. He had certaiiilv 
taken a drop extra, but perhaps was therefore better quali- 
fied for debating tlie eutrject, vit. at what firicite point drunk- 
ainf*t Mil in, atiiitchalu tht exact low icaUr-mark. He firrt 
idtorated a tlirrf-boUU tyatem, hut enlarged' his view of the 

3ijpsiiun as he went on, until he re minded me of those spirita 
i-m-rilx-d bv Stilton, who sat apart on a hill retired, discusa- 
ing fretwiu,JixedfaU,foreknowtidge ahtolutf, 

" And fuuad do cikI, ia wandering mHies lo«l!" 

jf idea of the matter was very eiinple, although 1 had some 
'a bringing bioL round to the true understanding 
1 for he ia obstinate by nature, and, like the vUlage 
rter, whom he has sent " abroad," 

■ Et«ii though taiiqiiiibtd, lie can argue Btill." 


I 8lie\ve(l him tliat the poet Lucretius, in his elaborate work 
*' l)e Natura Reruiii," had long since established a criterion, 
or standard — a sort of clepsydra, to ascertain the final de- 
parture of sobriety, — being the well-known phenomenon of 
reduplication in the visuai orb, that sort of second-sight 
common among the Scotch : 

" Bina lucemarum flagrantia lumina flammis, 
Et duplies hominum Tultas et corpora bina !** 

LucBETius, lib. It. 452. 

But, unfortunately, just as I thought I had placed my opinions 
in their most luminous point of view, I found that poor 
Harry was completely fuddled, so as to be unconscious of all 
I could urge during the rest of the evening ; for, as Tom 
Moore says in * Lalla Eookh,' 

" the dedicate chain 

Of thought, once tangled, could not clear again.** 

It has long ago been laid down as a maxim by Seneca, that 
•** nullum magnum ingenium sine mixturi insanise." Newton 
was decidedly mad when he wrote his comment onBevelations; 
so, I think, was Napier of the logarithms, when he achieved a 
similar exploit ; Bums was more than once labouring under 
delirium, of the kind called tremens : Tasso was acquainted 
with the cells of a madhouse ; Nathaniel Lee,* the dramatist, 

• This fact concerning Lee I stumbled on in that olia podrida, the 
" Curiosities of Literature," of the elder D' Israeli. In hia chapter on 
the " Medicine of the Mind,*' (vol. i. second series : Murray, 1823), I 
find a passage which tells for my theory ; and I therefore insert it here, 
on the principle of je preiida mon bieti pariout okjeU (route : " Plutarch 
says, in one of his essays, that should the body sue the mind in a court 
of judicature for damages, it would be found that the mindwould prore 
to liave been a most ruinous tenant to its landlord.'* This idea seemed 
to me so ingenious, that I searched for it through all the metaphysical 
writings of the Bceotian sage ; and I find that Democritus, the laughing 
philosopher, first made the assertion about the Greek law of landlord and 
tenant retailed by himof CheronsBa: Otfiai fia\i<rra rovAtifiOKptrov ftircir, 
wc <( ''0 cotfia SiKa<TaiTo ry ypvxVj KUKtaona^ ovk av avrtiv avo^vytiv. 
Theophrastus enlarges on the same topic : Bto^patrroc aXtiBtQ eiTtv, 
iroXv T<it trutfiart rcXciv ivoiKiov tijv yj/vxv^' TlKfiova fitvrog to 9mpm 
TtiQ ^x^i airoXavu koku, fiti Kara Xoyov avri^ XP^V^^^^Q- See tlM 
magnificent edition of Plutarch's Moral Treatises, from the Clarendoa 
pri^s of Oxford, 1795, being HAOYT. TAUOIKA, torn L p. 87&.^ 


fiLAS vwi>'t's madness. 


wtien a tennnt of Bedlam, wrote a tragedy twenty-five acts 
long i and Sophoclps was nccueed before tue tribuuaj of the 
fparpia., and rmiy uciiuitted of insanity by the recitation of 
his lEdip. Colon. Paaeal was a miserable hypochondriac; the 
poet Cowper and the philoaoplier RousBeau were subject to 
lunacy ; Luis de Camoens died TOYin" in an hospital at Lis- 
t>on ; and. in an hospital nt Madrid, the same fate, with the 
same attendant madness, closed the career of tho author of 
"Don Quisote," the immortal Miguel Cervantes. Shelley 
«ru mad outright : and Bvron'e blood was deeply tainted 
with maniacal infusion. His uncle, the eighth lord, had been 
the homicide of his kindred, and hid nis remorse in the 
diomal cloisters of Newstead. He himself enumerates three 
of his maternal ancestors who died by their own hands. Last 
Frbruaiy (1S30}, Miss Itlitbanke, in the book she has put 
forth Uj the world, states herbeUef and that of her advisers. 
that ■' the Lord Byron was actually insane." And in Dr. 
Millingcn's book (the Surgeon of the Snliote brignde) we 
find these words attributed to the Childt : " I picture myself 
■lowly expiring on a bed of torture, or terminating my days. 
like Swift, a grinning idiot." — Aniedetm of B^ron't Iltn«»i and 
OtaUk, iy Jt'Lirs Millikoek, p. 120. — London. 

8lraugc to say, few men have been more exempt from t!io 

oaual exciting causes of insanity than Swifl^. If ambition, 

vanity, avance, intemperance, and the fury of sexual 

posRon, be the ordinary determining agents of lunacy, then 

abonld he hate proudly defied the approaehes of the evil 

spirit, and withstood his attacks. As for ambitious cravings, 

~ 't i« Well known that he sought not the smiles of the court, 

lor ever sighed for ecclesiastical dignities. Though a church- 

lan. ho bad none of the crafty, aspirin?, and intriguing 

ktiia of a Wolsey or a MRzoriu. By the Doldnesa and can, 

nrof his writings, he efiectuolly put a stop to that eccleai- 

■lieal pnffenneut which the low-minded, the cunning, and 

te by[>iH!rife', are sure to obtaiu : and of him it might be 

ntlj taid, that the doors of cl&ricaJ promotion closed while 

^ |{at«a of ^lory opened. 

But ert-n fflt^y (mystic word ! ), has it not its fascinations, 

Kwrrful at times even for the eagle eye of genius, and 

Me of dimming for ever the intellectual orb that gawa 

I fixedly 00 ita imdiance ? How often has splendid 


talent been ita own executioner, and the best p^ift of Heaven 
supplied the dart that bereft its possessor of all that maketli 
existence valuable ! The very intensity of those feeling-: 
which refine and elevate the soul, has it not been found "to 
operate the work of ruin ? 

** Twas thine owii genius gave the final blow, 

And help'd to plant the wound tliat laid thee low. 
So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain. 
No more through rolling clouds to soar again, 
Views his own feather on the fatal dart 
Which wing*d the shaft that quivers in his heart. 
Keen are his pangs, but keener far to feel 
lie nursed the pinion that impelled the steel ; 
While the same plumage that had warm*d his nest 
Drmks the last life-drop of his blooding breast." 

So Byron sings in his happiest mood ; and so had sung be- 
fore him a young French poet, who died in early life, worn 
out by his own fervour : 

*' Oui, Thomme ici has aux talents condamn^, 
Sur la t«rre en passant subUme infortune, 
Ne pent impunement achever une vie 
Que le Oiel surchargea du fardeau du ^cnie ! 
Souvent il meurt br^e dc ces celestes feux . , . 
Tel quelquefois I'oiscau du souverain des dieux, 
L'aigie, tombe du Iiaut des plaines immort4.*lle«, 
BHUe dufoudre ardmt qu*il portait tons tet ailet !** 


I am fully aware that in Swift's case there was a commoa 
rumour among his countrymen in Ireland at the time, that 
over-study and too much learning had disturbed the equi- 
librium of the doctor's brain, and unsettled the equipoise of 
his cerebellum. The " most noble " Festus, who was a well- 
bred Italian gentleman, fell into the same vulgar error long 
ago with respect to St. Paul, and opined that much literaturo 
had made ot him a madman ! But surely such a sad con- 
fusion of materialism and spiritualism as that misconcepticm 
implies, will not require refutation. The villagers in Gold- 
smith's beautiful poem may have been excusable for adopt* 
ing so unscientific a theory ; but beyond the sphere of nuitie 
sages the hypothesis is intolerable : 

** And still they gazed, and still their wonder grew. 
That one imall head could carry all he knew I** 

DKAIT swift's 


)W can the etliereal and incorporate atores of knowledge 

n>me a physical weight, and turn out an incumbTance, 

nerciaing undue preBsnre on the human brain ? — how can 

sntol acquireineut be described m a body ponderoua P 

" X folly to liken the crevioes of the cerebml gland to the 

'in in an old bam bursting witb the rieheB of a collected 

■i— rupimn< horrea meises—or to tbe crazy bark of 

Jyntti when, being only fitted for tbe ligbt waftage of 

l^it received tlie bulky personage of the ^npid : 

Away with sueb fantaaies ! The more learned we grow, 
Qie better organised is our mind, the more prejudices we 
diake off ; and the stupid error which I coaibat is but a pre-^ 
fext and consolation for ignorance. 

The ddiusions of love swayed not the stem mind of the 
Dean of St. Patrick's, nor could the freniy of passion ever 
rrerafaadow his clear underHtanding. Like a Dark gliding 
^ a beautiful and regular canal, tbe soft hand of woman 
tOulH, with a single riband, draw him onward in a fair and 
rell-nrdcred channel ; but to drag him out of hie course into 
my dcTioua [lath, it was not in nature nor the most potent 
'uKioatiou to aceonipliah. Stella, the cherished companion 
f bis life, his secretly wedded bride, ever exercised a mild 
ifluence oTer his nflectiona — 

it hii Acquaintauceahip 
upunJy of thatdescriptii: 

ith Vanessa (Mrs. Vaohomrigg) 
Lppoxedtohave been introduced 

6y PUlo. For my part, haring eHibraced celibacy, I 
|Mnhsps little qunii lied for the di 

these delicatr 
., but 1 candidly confess, that never did Goldsmith 
opon ray good opinion, by his superior knowledge of 
revondite touches that ennoble the favourite character 
reapectsble divine, as when he attributca serere and 
mpromising trnets of monogamy to Dr. Primrose, vicar 
'ueficld: thai being the next best state to the ons 


which I have adopted myself, in accordance with the Platonic 
philosophy of Virgil, and the example of Paul ; 

" Quiqtte sacerdotes caati^ dum vita manebat ; 
Quique pii yates, et Phoebo digna locuti ; 
Omnibus his nivdl cinguntur tempors Yit4 !*' 

jSneid. VI. 

The covetousness of this world had no place in the breast 
of Swift, and never, consequently, was his mind liable to be 
shaken from its basis by the inroads of that overwhelming 
vice, avarice. Broad lands and manorial possessions he 
never sighed for; and, as Providence had g^ranted him a 
competency, he could well adopt the resignation of the poet, 
and exclaim, " Nil amplius oro." Nothing amused him more 
than the attempt of his friend Doctor Delany to excite his 
jealousy by the ostentatious display of his celebrated villa, 
which, as soon as purchased, he invited the Dean to come 
and admire. We have the humorous lines of descriptive 
poetry which were composed by Swift on the occasion, and 
were well calculated to destroy the doctor's vanity. The 
estate our satirist represents as liable to suffer *' an eclipse 
of the sun " wherever " a crow " or other small opaque 
body should pass between it and that luminary. The plan- 
tations " might possibly supply a toothpick ;" 

*' And the stream that's called ' Meander 
Might be sucked up by a gander !'* 

Such were the sentiments of utter derision with which he 
contemplated the territorial aggrandisement so dear to the 
votaries of Mammon ; nor is it foreign from this topic to 
remark, that the contrary extreme of hopeless poverty not 
having ever fallen to his lot, one main cause of insamty in 
high minds was removed. Tasso went mad through sheer 
distress and its concomitant shame ; the fictions of his ro- 
mantic love for a princess of the Court of Ferrara are all 
fuds;e : he had at one time neither fire nor a decent coat to 
his back ; and he tells us that, having no lamp in his garret, 
he resorted to his cat to lend him the glare of her eyes : 

" Non ayendo candele per iscrivere i luoi versi !" 

Intemperance and debauchery never interfered with the 


oi«t tencmr of the Deaa's doinestii.- habits ; nod hf nee tlie 
ledioil and constitutional causes of deraugnineut flowing 
1 tUtee aouri'M must be coualdered aa mill ia this cast.', 
ive att4!atively perused the best record extunt of his 
rivate life — bis own " Journal to Stella," detailing his 
dJouth in Iiondon ; iind I find his diet to have been aueh as 
could hare wished. 

" London, Oct 1711. — Mra. Vaabomrigg has changed her 
idgiiiga — I dined with her to-day. I am growing a mighty 
srer of herring* ; but lliey are nmch gmaller hero than witn 
u. In the afterDoon 1 visited an old major-general, and 
} tis. oyitfnr—Lttln- 32, p. 384^ w ScoWm fiilimof Smft. 
"I was invited to-day to dine with Mrs, Vanhomrigf-, 
ith Hotne eompany who did not come ; but I ate nothing 
Bt fc-fToy-"— Sam# Uller, p. 388. 
" Oct. 23, 1711. I WHB fort-ed to be at the secretary's 
IBce till four, and lost my dinner. So I went to Mrs. Van's, 
bdnutde them get me WrM inrm^*, which lam vervfondof. 
Lnd they area light tiduaU" (tic. in orig .)~LetUr 33, p. 400. 
He further Bhews the lively interest he always evinced 
ir fi«h diet by the following passage, whieh occurs in a pub- 
ntion of his printed in Dublin, 1732, and entitled " An 
lamination of Certain Abuses, CoTTuptions, and Enormi- 
n in this City of Dublin. By Dr. Jonathan Swift, D.D," 
" The aflirmation solemnly made jn the cry of Herrings ! 
t against aU truth, viz. ' Herrings alive, ho !' The very pro- 
erb will convince us of this; for what is more frequent in 
.dinaiy speech than to say of a neighbour for wnom tbe 
eli tolls. He is dead as a herring ! And pray, bow is it 
poadble that a herring, which, as philosophers observe, can- 
' not live longer than one minute three seconds and a half 
out of water, should beat a voyage in open boats from 
Howtb to Dublin, be tossed into twenty hands, and preaerse 
its life in sieves for several hour« ?" 

The sense of loneliness consequent on the loss of friends, 

d tlie witbdrawai of those whose companionsbip made life 

int, is not unfrequently tbe cause of melaneholy mono- 

lUiut ■, but it could not have affected Swift, whose residence 

_j Dublin bad estranged him long previously from those 

who at that period died awav. Gay, bis bosom friend, had 

' *' ' I Deoember, 1732 ; Bolingbroke had retired to Fnno« 


in 1734 ; Pope was become a hypochondriac from bodily in- 
firmities ; Dr. Arbuthnot was extinct ; and he, the admirer 
and the admired of Swifb, John of Blenheim, the illustriout 
Marlborough, had preceded him in a madhouse ! 


Down Marlborough's cheeks the tears of dotage flow/ 

A lunatic asylum was the last refuge of the warrior, — if, in- 
deed, he and his fellows of the conquering fraternity were 
not candidates for it all along intrinsically and profes- 

** From Macedonian's madman to the Swede." 

Tims, although the Dean might have truly felt like one who 
treads alone some deserted banquet-hall (according to the 
beautiful simile of the Melodist), still we cannot, with the 
slightest semblance of probability, trace the outbreak of his 
madness to any sympathies of severed friendship. 

If Swift ever nourished a predominant affection — if he 
was ever really under the dominion of a ruling passion, it 
was that of pure and disinterested love of country ; and were 
he ever liable to be hurried into insane excess by any over- 
powering enthusiasm, it was the patriot's madness that had 
the best chance of prostrating his mighty soul. His works 
are the imperishable proofs of the sincere and enlightened 
attachment which he bore an island connected with him by 
no hereditary recollections, but merely by the accident of 
his birth at Cashel. 

We read in the sacred Scriptures (Eccles. Ixxvii.), that 
" the sense of oppression maketh a man mad ;" and whoso- 
ever will peruse those splendid effusions of a patriot soul, 
" the Story of an injured Lady" (Dublin, 1725), " Maxims 
controlled in Ireland " (Dublin, 1724), " Miserable State of 
Ireland " (Dublin, 1727), must arise from the perusal im- 
pressed with the integrity and fervour of the Dean's love of 
his oppressed country. The " Maxims controlled " develop, 
according to that highly competent authority, Edmund 
Burke, the deepest and most stat^smanslike views ever taken 
ofthe mischievous mismanagement that has constantly marked 
England's conduct towards her sister island. In the "Miser- 
able State, &c., we have evidence that the wretched peasantry 
at that time was at just the same stage 'of civilization and 

jmn Bwipr's UAsusBs. 121 

eomfort as thej are at the preeeot day ; (or we find tlio 
Dean tbus depicting a state of tbiiigs which none but aa 
Irieh Undlord could read withoutblushingforhuraaE nature — 
"There are thousaiids of poor creaturea who think thomselveB 
blessed if tliey ciui obtain a hut worse than the squire's dog- 
kennel, and a piece of ground For potato-plantation. on cou- 
dition of being as very slaves as any in Ameriiai, standing in 
the midst of plenty," rurtliur on, he informs lis of a eln- 
gnlar item of the then traffic of the Irish . — " Our fruudu- 
Wt trade in wool to France ia the best branch of our 

And in bie " Proposal forthe Use of Irish Manufactures," 
whifb was prosecuted by the government of the day, and 
described by the learned jndge who sent the case to the jury 
as ft plot to bring in the Pretender! we bare this wool- 
tralBc aOTiin alluded to: " Our beneficial export of wool to 
France hua been our only support for several years : we con- 
vey our woo] there, in spite of all the harpies of the eustom- 
bouae." In this tract, he introduces the story of Pallas and 
tbe nymph Arjiohne, whom the godiless, jealous of her spin- 
ning, changed into a spider ; and beautifully applies tbe 
all^ory to the commercial restrictions impoEetl by the sister- 
rouutry on Ireland. " Arachue waa allowed still to spin; 
but Britain will take our bowels, and convert them into the 
web and warp of her own eiclubive and intolerant in- 

Of tbe " Drapier's Letters," and the signal discomfiture 
of the biiBe -currency scheme attempted by William Woods, 
it were aaperfluous to speak. Never was there a more bare- 
faced attempt to swindle the nativea than the copper impo- 
sition of that notorious hardwareman ; and the only thmg 
that in modern times can be placed in juitaposition, is the 
begging-bot of O'Couneil. O for a Drnpier to espose that 
seeond and most impudent sehvme for victimising a deluded 
■ad atarving peasantry ! 

rhe Scotch rebellion of 1715 found the Dean an inmate 
of hi* last md dwelling — his own hospital ; but tbe crisiu 
awakrned all his energies. And be found an interval to pub- 
lish tbat address to his fellow-countrymen which some at- 
tributed tfl the Lord-Lieutenant Chesterfield, but which 
I intrinaic evidence of his pen. It is printed by Sir 


W. Scott, in the appendix of the " Drapier's Letten." 
Tliere is a certain chemical preparation called sympatketii 
ink, which leaves no trace on the paper ; but if applied to 
the heat of a fire, the characters will become at once legible. 
Such was the state of Swift's soul — a universal blank ; but 
when brought near the sacred flame that burnt on the altar 
of his country, his mind recovered for a time its clearness, 
and found means to^ communicate its patriotism. Toudi 
but the interests of Ireland, and the madman was sane 
again ; such was the mysterious nature of the visitation. 

" O Reason ! who shall say what speUs renew, 
When least we look for it, thy broken clue ; 
Through what small vistas o'er the darkened brain 
The intellectual daybeatn bursts again ! 
Enough to shew the maze in which the sense 
Wandered about, but not to guide thee hence— 
Enougli to gUmmer o'er the yawning wave, 
But not to point the harbour which might save !" 

When Eichard CoBur de Lion lay dormant in a dungeon, 
the voice of a song which he had known in betttir days came 
upon his ear, and was the means of leading him forth to light and 
freedom ; but, alas ! Swift was not led forth from his lonely 
dwelling by the note of long-remembered music, the anthem 
of fatherland. Gloomy insanity had taken too permanent 
possession of his mind ; and right well did he know that he 
should die a maniac. For this, a few years before his death, 
did he build unto himself an asylum, where his own lunacy 
might dwell protected from the vulgar gaze of mankind. He 
felt the approach of madness, and, like CsBsar, when about 
to fall at the feetof Pompey's statue, he gracefully arranged 
the folds of his robe, conscious of his own dignity even in 
that melancholy downfal. The Pharaohs, we are told in 
Scripture, built unto themselves gorgeous sepulchres : their 
pyramids still encumber the earth. Sardanapalus erected a 
pyre of cedar- wood and odoriferous spices when death wm 
inevitable, and perished in a blaze of voluptuousness. The 
asylum of Swift will remain a more characteristic memorial 
than the sepulchres of Egypt, and a more honourable fune- 
real pyre than that heaped up by the Assyrian king. Ho 
died mad, among fellow-creatures similarly viaited, but 
sheltered by his munificence ; and it now deyolyes on 

DKAM swift's UADWEfiS. 123 

t(i reveal to tlie norlJ tLe unkuown cause of tLat soJ 
I calamity. 

^H 1 bate stated tliat his aSectiona were centered ia that ac- 
^Keumplished womnn, the refined and g^oUe Stella, to whom 
^V he bad bi<^ii Mtoretly married. The reosoDs for Huch secrecy, 
^Btbough [ierl'i.'<^tly familiar to me, maj not be divulged; but 
^Bvn«ni»h to know that the Bean acted in tliis matter with his 
^^BBuaT ugncity. Aa iofant boh was bom of that marriage 
^H^f^r many alengtheued year, aud iu this cbild were con- 
^M nentmted all the eoergiea of the £ither'a alTectioii, and all 
[ the venaibilitiea vf the mother's heart. In him did theDeau 
fondly hope to live ou when bis aJlotteil days should fail, 
like unto the Helf-promUed immortality of the bard — " Non 
omuls tnoriar, multaqtie pars mei vitabit Libitinam !" How 
vaia are the hopes of muu ! That child most unaccountably, 
must myetmuutily disappeared ; no traee, no clue, no shadow 
oC conjetture, could pomt out what had become it* destiny, 
sad trbn were the contrivers of this sorrowful bereavement. 
TliDi b&b« wan gone ! and no comfort remained to a despond- 
fathcir in this moat poignant of human afflictions. 

eopy of Vtraa comjiosed on kit own Death, the Dean 

« in a humuroua aoticipatioa of the motives that 

wauld Dot fail to be ascribed, m determining his mind to 

BUiltc tbo eingiikr diapoeal of bis property which (after the 

loM <i{ bia omy child) he reaolved on : 

"He gsTC Uifl liule wealth lie bad 
To builil » hoose for people mad, 
To then, bj one tatinc touob. 
No nation mnlcd it so mudi" 

But thia bitter plensantry only argued the sod inroads which 
rnef was making iu his neart. The love of oS»pnag, which 
Una Givcks call ort^yti (and which is said to oe strongest 
in the stork), was eminently perceptible in the diagnosis 
at the Dean's conetitution. Sorrow for the loss of his child 
bowed diwn bis bead eventually to the grave, and unsettled 
a mind tbe mo*t dear aud well-regulated that philosophy 
^nd Cbmliauity could form. 




HiSTOBT, OP Swift's long-lost child, shall be told ; 


Baifled in his wicked contrivances by my venerable father, 
and foiled in every attempt to brazen out his notorious scheme 
of bad halfpence, this vile tinker, nourishing an implacable 
resentment in his soul, 

* JEiemum Berrans sub pectore Tuhius," 

resolved to wreak his vengeance on the Dean ; and sought 
out craftily the most sensitive part to inflict the contem- 
plated wound. In the evening of October, 1741, he kid- 
napped me. Swift's innocent child, from my nurse at Glen- 
dalough, and fraudulently hurried off his capture to the 
extremity of Munster ; where he left me exposed as a foimd- 
ling on the bleak summit of Watergrasshill. The reader 
will easily imagine all the hardships I had to encounter in 
this my first and most awkward introduction to my future 
parishioners. Oft^n have I told the sorrowful tale to my 
college companion in France, the kind-hearted and sensi- 
tive G-resset, who thus alludes to me in the well-known lines 
of his " Lutrin Vivant :" 

'* Et puist d'ailleurs, le petit malheureiix, 
Ouvrage n^ d'un auteur anonyme, 
Ne connaUsant parens, ni legitime, 
N'avait, en tout dans ce sterile lieu. 
Pour se chauffer que la grace de Dieu !" 

Some are born, says the philosophic Goldsmith, with a 
silver spoon in their mouth, some with a wooden ladle ; but 
wretched I was not left bv AVoods even that miserable im- 
plement as a stock-in-trade to begin the world. Moses lay 
ensconced in a snug cradle of bulrushes when he was sent 
adrift ; but 1 was cast on the flood of life with no equipage 


ontRt wbatcrrr; and found iuy.<i4f, to i 
of nij JLord Bj-ron, 

WiUi notMiig but the «l[y for a great cunt." 

lut Eton, 1 miatake. I had an appeuduge round uij' neck 
-a truuiet, which 1 still cheriBh, and by which 1 eveutually 
tuod a I'lue to my real patranage. It was n small locket 
r tn; tiiiither Stella's hair, of raven black, (a distinctive 
poturi- in her beauty, whii'h had especially captivated tiiu 
tean) ; around thia luoket was a Latin motto of niy gitled 
Itber'a coiopositioD, three simple words, but beuutilul in 
beir aiinplicity — "paorx 8tei.L4 EBFULaES !" So that, 
rhen I waa taken into the " Cork Foundling Hospital," I 
rw at once christened " Prout," from the adverb that begins 
hr oeiiti^uce, and which, being the shortest word of the 
hive, it plea«ed the (.-haplain to make my future patro- 

Of aU the singular institutionH in Oreat Britain, pbilan- 

bropic-, aatronumic, Hunterian, ophthalmic, obstetric, or 

DoIoKical, tho " Royal Cork Foundling Hospital," where I 

' tlir honour of matriculating, was then, and ia now, do- 

'dljr the oddt^ttt in principle and the most comical in prac- 

, Uutil the happy and eventful day when I managed, 

motfaer-wit. to accompliah my deliverance from its walls, 

iring wcaped in a ehurn, as 1 will recount presently), it 

my unhappy lot to witness and to endure all the to- 

rietie« of human misery. The prince of Latin song, when 

' wishtw lo couvev to his readers an idea of the lower 

iona and the abodes of Erebus, begins his alTecting pic* 

by placing in the foregroun^l the eouls of infanta taken 

the mischievous policy of «uch institutions from tbe 

■im'n bn;a«t, and pensliing by myriads under the inflic- 

of a miatakeu pbllaothropy : 

" In&DluEnque mninuK Spil1«* in lutniiif primo : 
(JUM Juki* iit« txtoneg, et at vitrv Taylat, 
AlMtiilil atra dies, ct fUiierc nunit teefoo." 

m inimitahle and philosophic Scftrrou's translation of tliia 
o the jtneid is loo mueh iu my fiither'a own atyb 
C to give it insertion ' 



'' Lora il entend, en ce lieu sombre, 
Les oris aiguR d*enfants aans nombre. 
Pauvres bainbins ! ils font grand bruit, 
Et braiUent de jour et de nvit — 
Peut-^tre faute de nourrice ?'* &c. &c 

Eneid irmwmt. 6. 

But if I had leisure to dwell on the melancholy" subject, I 
could a tale unfold that would startle the Legislature, and 
perhaps arouse the Irish secretary to examine into an evil 
crying aloud for redress and suppression. Had my perse- 
cutor, the hard-hearted coppersmith. Woods, had any notion 
of the sufferings he entailed on Swift's luckless in&nt, he 
would never have exposed me as an enfant trouvS ; he would 
have been satisfied with plunging my father into a mad- 
house, without handing over his child to the mercies of a 
foundling hospital. Could he but hear my woful story, I 
would engage to draw " copper" tears down the villain's 

Darkness and mystery have for the last half century hung 
over this establishment ; and although certain returns 
have bexjn moved for in the House of Commons, the public* 
knows as little as ever about the fifteen hundred young 
foundlings that there nestle until supplanted, as death col- 
lects them under his wings, by a fresh supply of victims 
offered to the Moloch of -sj/iu^o-philanthropy. Horace tells 
us, that certain proceedings are best not exhibited to the 
general gaze — 

" Nee nates coram populo Medea trucidet." 

Such would appear to be the policy of these institutions, 
the onlv provision which the Legislature has made for Lrish 

Some stops, however, have been taken latterly by Gk)veni- 
ment ; and from a paper laid before Parliament last month 
(May 1830), it appears that, in consequence of the act of 
1822, the annual admissions in Dublin have fallen from 2000 
to 400. But who will restore to society the myriads whom 
the system has butchered ? who will recall the slain ? When 
the flower of Roman chivalry, under improvident guidance, 
fell in the German forests, " Varus, give back my legions !" 


m ibe frsndc cry wrung Erom the bittemesa of pntriotii' 

Jlly illustrious fiither has written, among other bitter sar- 
nums on tlic t-ruel i-ondiict of Government towards the 
Iriah poor, a treatise, which was printed in 172D. and which 
he entitled " A Modest Proposal for preventing Poor Chil- 
dren Irom being & Burden to their Parents." He reeom- 
mends, iu aohcr sadness, that they should be made into salt 
prorisiouB for the uavy, the colonies, and tor exportation ; 
I'T ealc-u freiih and spitted, like roaating-nigs, by ihi- alder- 
R>en of Cork anil Dublin, at their civic oauijuets. A ^uu. 
tatioD from that powerful pamphlet may not be unacccpt- 
ablf lien- : 

" Inlonl's flesU ([|uoththe Dean) will be iu season tbrough- 
i>ut the year, but more plentifully in Marcli, or a little be- 
fore i for we are told by a grave author, an eminent Pn-ncli 
physician, thst tish beirtg a prolific diet, there are moi-echil- 
drra baru in lioman Catholic couotnes about nine niontiia 
ilter Lent than at any other senaon. Thercfurc. reckoning 
a Te*r afier Lent, ttie murketB will be more glutted tiiun 
luiial, bpcauae tlm number of Po]iish infanta ia at least three 
to unie in the kingdom j and therefore it wiU have one othei 
''ollateral advantage, by lessening the numbor of PiipintH 

'Hi'-iw linea were clearly penned in the very gail and bit- 
!-rri'-r- iif hiK Buul ; auil while the Irish peasant ia still con- 
-hlr r< >l by the iniacreant landlords of the country as leas 
wjTiiiy of his food than the beasts of the field, and less 
i ntiil.'d to a legal anpport in the land that bore him; while 
thr wllwh demagogue of the island joins in the common 
hfwtililv to the claims of that pauper who makes a stock- 
puTK^ lor him out of the scrapings of want and penury j 
thf! proposal of Swift should be reprinted, and a copy sent 
Iu every callous and ahnllow-pated disciple of modem poli. 
tirai cvoaotnj. Poor-laws, forsooth, they cannot reccmeile 
Vclear-aiglitcd views of Irish legislation ; /rtfr in*- 
~^ltfaoU they admire ; yrammar-tchimU they will ad- 
« half-starved urchiuB may drink the physic <ii 
d forget the cravings of hunger; and they wiJl 
B the Iwo prtat fnuttdlimg hospitatt a rei^ptaclc for 
! iufuuta, who, in those " white-woabcd scpul- 

128 FATHEB PB0UT*8 B£LIQ(7£S. 

chres/* soon cease to be a burden on the communitj. ILi* 
great agitator, meantime (Otod wot !) will bring in " a bill ** 
K)r a grand national cemetery in Dublin :* such is the pro* 
vision he deigns to seek for bis starving fellow-countrjmen ! 

" The great have still some favour in reserre — 
They help to bury whom they help to staire." 

The Dublin Hospital being supported out of the consoli- 
dated fund, has, by the argumentum ad crumenam, at last 
attracted the suspicions of government, and is placed under 
a course of gradual reduction ; but the Cork nursery is up- 
held by a compulsory local tax on coal, amounting to the 
incredible sum of £6000 a-year, and levied on the unfor- 
tunate fcorkonians for the support of children brought into 
their city from Wales, Connaught, and the four winds of 
heaven ! Three hundred bantlings are thus annually saddled 
on the beautiful city, with a never-failing succession of con- 
tinuous supply : 

" Miranturque novas firondes, et non sua poma !" 

By the Irish act of Parliament, these young settlers are 
entitled, on coming of age (which few do), to claim as a 
right the freedom of that ancient and loyal corporation ; so 
that, although of the great bulk of them it may be said 
that we had " no hand in their birth," they have the bene- 
fit of their coming — " a place in the commonwealth" (ita 

My sagacious father used to export his countrymen to 
bum every article that came from England, except coals ; 
and in 1729 he addressed to the " Dublin Weekly Journal" 
a series of letters on the use of Irish coals exclusively. But 
it strikes me that, as confessedly we cannot do without the 
English article in the present state of trade and manufac- 
tures, the most mischievous tax that any Irish seaport could 
be visited with, would be a tonnage on so vital « commodity 
to the productive interests of the community. Were thia 
vile impost withdrawn from Cork, every class of manufac- 
ture would hail the boon ; the iron foundry would supply 
us at home with what is now brought across the Channel ; 
the glassblower^s furnace would glow with inextinguishable 
fires ; the steam engine, tliat giant power, as yet so feebly 

• H'.5iorical fa^. Vide pari proceeding — O. Y. 

i 1 



iereXoped tunoag ub. would deligbt to wietd on our belialf, 
eai:reu!B untetlt?red. and toil unimpeded for the national 

irosperity ; new onterprize would inspirit the capitalist ; 
rliile the humble artiliuer at the forge would learn the 
'tidings with BtttiBfiicticin, — 

" B«Ui hia ponderaus itrengt.h, and lain to hear." 

Something too much ol' this. But I bsve felt it incum- 
bent on me to pUcu iiu record tay houeat conviction of the 
impolicy of the tax itself, itnd of the etill greater euorri:ity 
of the evil which it goes to support. To return to my own 

In this " hospiU," which wa* the firat atma mater of my 
juvi-nilf days, Igrudiiat^d in all the science of the young 
gipaim who Bwamied around me. My health, which wna 
Uftturally robust, bore up at^inst the fearful odds ef mor- 
tality by which 1 was beaet ; and altLough I should have 
ultimately, no doubt, pemhcd with the crowd of infant aiil- 
ffrrrs that shared my evil detttinj, still, like th&t favoured 
Grecian who won the good gracfls of Polyphemus in hia an- 

(thritpoph&gous cavern, a signal privilege would perhaps 
liave been ^sutcd me: Prout would have beeu the last tu 
be deroured. 
But ■ my of light broke into my prison-hoiise. The idea 
fifMniN:, a bold thought! took poBaesaion of my soul. Yet 
bow to Aceompliah so daring an enterprise ? how elude the 
vtgilaDcv of thf> fat door-keeper, and the keen eye of the 
clt^lah) ? Bight well did they know the muster-roll of their 
I Kock of nrchinti, itnd often verified the same : 

** Uuqiu die nuDuninl unba giwus, ulter st bvdo»." 

iHetnin, howirvirr, soon granted what the porter denied. The 
1 from Watergraaahill, who brought the supplies 
IciiTY mam and ere, prided himself pnrtieularlv on the sine 
I'bwiuly of his chum, — a capacious wooJen recipient 
Ivhich mr young eye admired with more than superBcial 

■ euho«ity. lluving uicidentullv' got on the wagon, and i 

■ plorcd tlte caiiaeioiis hollow of (he machine, a nright s 
whispered in my ear to secrete myself in the cavity. 
W>; and shortly after, the gnlee of the hospital were 6ung 
■ide fur my egress, and i foiuid myself joggiug onward on 




the bigli road to liglit and freedom I Judge of laf i 
BatiouB ! Milton uaii aung of one who, '' ionx in popoltH 
uity pent," make^ a visit to Higfagat«, and, snuffing d 
rural breeKe, bleaeea the couutrv air: my npture 
nature that defies deacriptitin. To be siire, it wj 
the moat boiatoroua days of storm and tempest ttuvt «ti 
vexed the heavens ; but secure iu the cliura, I chuckled wil 
joy, and towards evening fell fa«t asleep. In my subwrqiu 
lil'e 1 have often dwelt with pleasure on that Jdtous cscsl. 
ajid when iu my couree of studies I met with tiie followii 
beautiful elegy of Simonides, I could not help applying it I 
myself, and translated it accordingly. There have been tC 
sions by Denman, the Qtieek'a solicitor ;• by Elton, by 1 
Hay, and by Doctor Jortiu ; but I prefer my own, m no 
literal and moro couformabte to genuine Qreek aimpljcttf. 

C))t lAiutnt of Sfliiat. 

By Simmidn. lit rltgmc fort of Cot. 

Bf 111,1 TViuv, xinfiuea ri \i/i,ta 

^HfUin tii'-nt, tiii' aJlietiirniti 

napiaii, ai*fi if nifaii /3aXj 

^i^Mt X'ft "'■" "' O ""Sfi 

(>/«► i^M -revf av f awriic, ya>Miti"f r' 

llnfi xttiaaiit f> artpni tuiutrs^ 

XoXxioj'e/tf j>r it »uxriX(x/4/ni 

Kvctti^ ri itt^ifi- eu i' auaXtai 

'T-ri(li riixt M/iair Saliiai 

Ittfiorrs: nu/iixrvt tux akiytif, 

Ki Ji rm iiiiet reyt bimei tji. 
Km xsiifiait ftj/i^arut XtTTOu 
'T<ni^H ouaf xtXo/Mii, liiit dfi^^Ci 
Kiiitn ii rtm{, iujfr« a/tirfM luinf, 
MaraioCeuXfQ it ni patiin, 
ZiD ^ranf, ut «o' « ri 3n 
Erft(, ivyBibai rixttfi iixat I'm- 
* Ws iirrcT ootplofod liim. — BaotKi. "Tmt C*ntaa of B 


Ct)t Saixtnt of dtclU. 

By /'afj 

r Prml. 

While FQund Uie chum, 'mid aleet uid nm, 

It blew a psrlecl huiriraae, 

Wmpt in alight garment to protect her, 

MeUmaghC I Ktw mj luotbar'a »p«rtre. 

Who look ber inittDt to ber breut — 

11^ the small tenuit of thnt cb«t — 

WhDfi thiu lbs lolled her babe : " How cruel 

HiTo b«en tbe F«tea to thee, mj jewel ! 

But, caring iiaug;ht for toe or (cofier, 

Hutu alcepot in Ihia milk; co9er. 

Cooper'd with brass hoops weether-tigUt, 

Lcperrioua to tbe dim moonlight. 

Bw •howHT cuinot get in to soak 

Thy hair or htUe purple clo*li ; 

Beedleu of gloom, in du-k lojoum, 

Thj face illuminal«i the rhum ! 

Saill is thine car, wee babe, tor hearing. 

But gnuit my pnyer, yt gods of Erin 1 

Ind KUij fblKs find that this joung fellow 

Doe* credit to bii mother Sttlla," 


ffnm t||( Jprout 3papird. 
** Orata carpendo thjuu per laborem 
Phirimum. cim neiutu* uvidiquo 
Tibnris ripa«, opemia fastub 

QccarDg Hoeatius Fliccv*, 
* Bj (akiDe time, and same adiica &om Pniut, 
A polish d book of songs I Immtoered out ; 
Bol still mj Uu», for sho the fact cotdMites, 
HaunU tiud, sweet hiU, ronown'd for walor-cwsfes." 

Tbouis L, Moons. 

» &v star of Father Prout (a geniuDe son of tLi^ i 

' i. t. Blameuui uemus. 



coinpIiBbed Stella, and in bicnaelf tlic most eccpntric Inni 
oary that hna of late adorned our planetsiry avstem) 1 
rose in the firmameat of literature, it deservedly attiv 
the gaze of the learned, and riveted the eye uf the sage, 
know not what may have been the sensation it« app« 
created in foreign eauntrie§, — at the Observatoire B 
Paris, in the Val d'Amo. or at Feaok', where, in Milti 
time, the Hona of Galileo plied the untiring telescope ti 
si'ry new heavenly plieDomena, " rivera or niountaiiis i 
shadowy moon," — but we can vouch for the 
made on the London University ; for all Stiukomuee h 
been perpleied at the apparition. The learned Chaldt 
uf Grower Street opine that it forebodei noLhiug good t 
cause of " useful Knowledge," and they walch the " 
sit " of Prout, devoutly wishing for hia " exit." With tJ 
biug anxiety, night after uigbt has Dr. Lardner ganed o 
siniHter planet, eeekiug, with the aid of Dr. Babbage's c 
tatiog machine, to sscerta-iD the probable period of ita fi 
eclipae, and often muttering ita name, " to tell how be b 
its beama." He hna seen it last April shining c 
ously in the constellation of PUcn, when he duly coni 
over the " Apology for Lent," aud the Doctor Lm 
lo the University Board, that, " advancing with r 
movement in the xodiac," this disastrouB orb was I 
perceived m the mi/ki/ way, entering the sign o 
or "the chum." But w bat do the public care, wliile I 
general eye is delighted by its irradiauce, that a few tr 
and dunces are siuirod by its eifulgcncy ? The f 
Sidua, the Astrium Juliutn, the Soleil d'Auntvrlitc, ^"S 
»t VauilwU, tlie Nose of Lord Chancellar Vaui,* ■ 

* Thn roUowin^ Hng wi 
pnTormar on the maUitck, in llio uMrrnli of bv 
" &lAt que U liiinitrv 
Jb oominmiM ms ouriiire 

■I ! ' ' r 

1 'I ■■. 


■""T S ','" ""■.i of ,i''°"»i«??m/ :?'■■ 

» Uif ^.r.i' "" from liiVi ^ """« ' '1 


The title of this second paper taken from the Front Col- 

Jection is enough to indicate that we are only firing off the 

small arms — the pop-guns of this atupendoufi arscuoal, and 

that we reserve the heavy metal for a grander occasion, when 

the Whig ministry and the dog-days shall be over, and a 

merry autumn ana a Wellington administration shall meUow 

our October cups. To talk of Tom Moore is but small 

talk — " in tenui labor, at tenuis non gloria ;" for Front's 

great art is to magnify what is little, and to fling a dash of 

the sublime into a two-penny-post communication. To use 

Tommy's own phraseology, Front could, with great ease and 

comfort to himself, 

" Teach an old cow pater-noster, 
And whistle Moll Boe to a pig." 

But we have another reason for selecting this ** Essay on 
Moore " from the papers of the deceased divine. We have 
seen with regret an efibrt made to crush and annihilate the 
young author of a book on the " Ilound Towers of Ireland,** 
with whom we are not personally acquainted, but whose 
production gave earnest of an ardent mind bent on abstruse 
and recondite studies ; and who, leaving the frivolous bou- 
doir and the drawing-room coterie to lisp their ballads and 
retail their Epicurean gossip unmolested, trod alone the 
craggy steeps of venturous discovery in the regions of Ori- 
ental learning ; whence, returning to the isle of the west, 
the " iBan of the fire-worshipper, he trimmed his lamp, well 
fed with the fragrant oil of these sunny lands, and penned a 
work which will one day rank among the most extraordinair 
of modem times. The "Edinburgh Review" attempted, 
long ago, to stifle the unfledged muse of Byron ; these trucu- 
lent northerns would gladly have bruised in the very shell 
the young eagle that afterwards tore with his lordly talons 
both Jeflery and his colleague Moore (of the leadlesa pistol), 
who were glad to wax subservient slaves, after being impo- 
tent bullies. The same review undertook to cry down 
Wordsworth and Coleridge ; they shouted their vulgar 
"crucifigatur" against Robert Southey ; and seemed to 
have adopted the motto of the French club of witlingB, 

** Nul n*aura de Tesprit que nous et nos amii.** 

But in the present case they ^will find themselves equally 

TBE BoafEBIES or TOH MUO&E. 135 

ipotent for evil t O'Briun may defy tham. He may def? 
■ o«ra alma mater, tlie RJleot had unproductive Triu. Coll. 
)ub. ; bfi may defy the Royal Iriiih Aisideniy, a learned an- 
bmbly, which, &]aa ! baa neither a body to bo kicked, nor a 
KMil to be damned ; and may rent eecure of the upplnuB-: 
^hich Bterling merit chaUengeH from every freeboru iababi- 
nt of these islands, — 

" S»TB where, from TOnder iTT-mantled tower. 
The moping owl (toea to the muoa complain 
Of Ibose wbo, venturing nenr her aiteiit bower, 
Moleet her Bociini) solilary reign," 

Moore^(we beg hia pardon)— the reviewer, aaserts that 
3'Bricn is a plagiary, and pilfered his discovery from " rfim- 
rod." Now we venture to oiFer a copy of the commentaries 
of Cornelius a Lapide (which we find in Prout's chest) to 
Tom, if he will abew ua a single passage in "Nimrod" (which 
we are confident he never read) warranting his assertion. 
Bot. apropot of plagiarisms ; let us hear the prophet of 
ffat«-graaahill, whg enters largely on the subject. 


Waleri/Taahill, Fib. 1834. 

AT notorious tinker, William Woods, who, aa I have re- 
among the papers in ray cofl'er somewhere, to spite 
Vf illuatrious father, kidnapped me in my childhood, little 
ireamt that the infant Prout would one day emerge from 
be Eoynl Cork Foundling Hoapital as aafe and unscathed 
I the children &otu Nebuchadaezzar's furuacCj to hold up 
*• filbuiy to the execration of mankind ; 

" Hon sine IKs aniuiDBiiB iofanB !" 

Among the Koroans, whoever atole a child was liable by 
V to get a sound flogging ; and as jiUiya in Latin means a 

^. ■, or lath, kidnappers iu Cicero's time were called pla^i- 
ii, or eal-o'-ninf-taU-tiUaini. I approve highly of this law 

ilka twelve tables ; but perhaps my judgment is biassed, 


and I should be an imfair juror to give a verdict in a 
which comes home to my own feelmga so poignantly. The 
term plagiary has since been applied metaphorically to lite- 
rary shop-bfbers and book-robbers, who stuff their page* 
with other men's goods, and thrive on indiscriminate piiLi^ 
This is justly considered a high misdemeanour in the 
republic of letters, and the lash of criticism is unsparingly 
dealt on pickpockets of this description. Among the Latins, 
Martial is the only classic author oy whom the term plagi" 
arius is used in the metaphorical sense, as applied to litera- 
ture ; but surely it was not because the practice only began 
in his time that the word had not been used even in the 
Augustan age of Eome. Be that as it may, we first find 
the term in MartiaPs Epigrams (lib. i. epigr. 53) : talking 
of his verses, he says, 

'* Dicas esse meos, manoqae liissot : 
Hoc si terque qusterque clamitdris, 
Impones plagiario padorem.*' 

Cicero himself was accused by the Q-reeks of pilfering whole 
passages, for his philosophical works, from the scrolls of 
Athens, and cooking up the fragments and broken meat of 
G-reek orations to feed the hungry barbarians of the Bomau 
forum. My authority is that excellent critic St. Jerome, 
who, in the " Proemium in qu. Heb. lib. Genesis," distinctly 
says, " Cicero repetundarum accusatur d Graecis," Ac. &c- ; 
and in the same passage he adds, that Virgil being accused 
of taking whole similes from Homer, gloried in the theft, 
exclaiininff, " Think ye it nothing to wrest his club firom 
Hercules r" (it. ibidem.) Vide S*** Hieronymi Opera, tom. 
iv. fol. 90. But what shall we say when we find tferome ac- 
cusing another holy father of plagiarism ? Verily the tempt- 
ation must have been very great to have shaken the probity 
of St. Ambrose, when he pillaged his learned brother in the 
faith, Origan of Alexandria, by wholesale. " Nuper Sanctus 
Ambrosius Hexaemeron illius compilavit" (S***Hieronymi 
Opera, tom. iii. fol. 87, in epistold ad Pammaeh), It is well 
known that Menander and Aristophanes were mercilessly 
pillaged by Terence and Plautus ; and the Latin freebooter! 


thoDglit nothing of stopping the Thftpian maffffon an the 
higbwAp of PamMSUS. The French dramatiato are simi- 
lany waylaid bv our scouts from the green-room, — aud the 
plunder is awfiil ! What is TalleTranii about, that he can- 
not protect tlie property of the French ? Perhaps he is better 
employed ? 

I am an old man, and have read a great deal in my time — 
being of a quiet ditipoBition, and having always had a tastft 
for books, wbiirh I eonaider a great blessing; but latterly I 
find that I msiy dispeDse with further perusal of printed 
volumes, a», unfortunately, memory serves me but too well ; 
and all I read now strikes me as but a new version of what 
1 hftd read somewhere before. Plagiarism is bo barefaced 
and BO luivereal, that I can't stand it no longer: I have 
shut up sbop, and won't be taken in no more. Quarr prre- 
ffrimim ? eiatno. I'm sick of hashed-up works, and loathe 
the inked meal) of antiquity served in a fricassee. Give me 
a solid joint, in which no knife has been ever fleshed, and I 
will abare your intellectual banquet most willingly, were It 
but a mi>unlain kid, or a limo of Welsh mutton. Alas ! 
whither shall I turn ? Let me open the reviews, and lo ! the 
critics are but repeatmg old criticisnis ; let me fly !« the 
poets, 'tis but the old lyre with catgut strings ; let me hear 
the orators, — " that's my thunder !" says the ghoat of Sheri- 
dsn or the spectre of Burke ; let me listen to the savers of 
eood things, and alas for the injured shade of Joe ililler ! 
1 lootild go through the whole range of modern authors (save 
"outt, and a few of that kidney), and exclaim, with mure 
nth than the chieftain of the crusaders in Taaso — 

"IK ctii cli loi Don CO U patria e '1 laaet 
Quid tpaiJK tn' i ignOM t c qua) MCtU, 
Baodi^ per 1 aria nncor aospeHi trerao, 
Kao Mproi dir «' i FnutRO, o •' t it'Irlsada, 
E qtulo Bppunto il bncdo & ctii> la amniia ?" 

Geruial. Libfr. oonlo x\. St. 18, 

'' To state the simple truth, such oa I feel it in my own 

tounction, 1 declaro that the whole mass of contemporary 

llteribbleioent might be hound up in one tremendous volume, 

"'"■Jed " Elegant Extracts ;" for, if you except the form 

^tbe varnish aud colour, all the rest is what I have 


known in a different shape forty years ago ; and there is 
more philosophy than meets the vulgar eye in that excellent 
song on the transmutation of things here below, which per- 
petually offer the same intrinsic substance, albeit under a 
different name : 

'* Dear Tom, this brown jug, which now foams with mild ale, 
Was once Toby Fhilpot, a meny old aoul,** &c. Ac 

This transmigration of intellect, this metempsychosis of 
literature, goes on silently reproducing and reconstructing 
what had gone to pieces. But those whose memory, like 
mine, is unfortunately over- tenacious of its young impres- 
sions, cannot enjoy the zest of a twice-told tale, and conse- 
quently are greatly to be pitied. 

It has lately come out that " Childe Harolde " (like other 
naughty children whom we daily read of as terminating their "life 
in London " by being sent to the "Euryalus hulk,") was given 
to picking pockets. Mr. Beckford, the author of " Vathek," 
and the builder of Eonthill Abbey, has been a serious sufferer 
by the Childe*s depredations, and is now determined to pub- 
lish his case in the shape of " Travels, in 1787, through Por- 
tugal, up the Ehine, and through Italy;" and it also appears 
that Saml. Eogers, in his " Italy," has learued a thing or 
two from the " Bandits of Terracina," and has divaliai Mr. 
Beckford aforesaid on more than one occasion in the Apen- 
nines. I am not surprised at all this : murder will out ; and 
a stolen dog will naturally nose out his original and primi- 
tive master among a thousand on a race course. 

These matters may be sometimes exaggerated, and (honour 
bright !) far be it from me to pull the stool from under every 
poor devil that sits down to write a book, and sweep away, with 
unsparing besom, all the cobwebs so industriously wovet* 
across Paternoster Eow. I don*t wish to imitate Fathei 
Hardouin, the celebrated Jesuit, who gained great renown 
among the wits of Louis XIYth*s time by ms paradoxes. 
A favourite maggot hatched in his prolific brain was, that the 
Odes of Horace never were written by the friend of Mecaeiias, 
but were an imposture of some old Benedictine monk of the 
twelfth century, who, to amuse his cloistered leisure, per- 
sonated Flaccus, and under his name strung together those 
lyrical effusions. This is maintained in a large folio, printed 

THB auaiTEniEs of Toa hoobe. 199 

Amsterdam in 1783, via. " Harduini Opera Varia, -^tutt- 
ocutiua." One of hia argumeuta ia drawn from the CTtrii- 
button* which, he asserta. occur bo frequeu^j- in tlie«e 
'.yratid, the "priiJse of celibacy;" 

" PUUnuique Lteteba 
Sviacit nlmOB i' 

Lib- il' ode 15. 

Sot the elm-tree used to be marrird to tbi» vine ; not bo the 
ijmmare, as any one who haa been in Italy must know. The 
luiuildiug of the temple by Julian the Apostate is, occocd- 
ing to the Jesuit, thus denounced : 

" Sed bellicmui fnta Qniritibus 
Hie lege dico, nc nimluDi pii, 
Techi Tclint repsr»re Trojip." 

Lib. iii. Ode S. 

Again, the aacred mysteries of the Lord's Supper, and the 
netaUd nature of th« dread that was broken among the pri- 
itive Cbristiaiis : 

" Vetabo, qui CtrrrU lacrum 

Tulglril arcane, Bub liaJcm 

Sit tribibu*, fragilemFe mecum 

SoItbE phaaeJuDi " (■. i. Iht iart a/ PeUr). 
Lib. iii. odB 2. 

Ind the patnarch Joseph, quoth Hardouin, is clearly pointed 
^^ot under the strange and un-Eomau name of Proculeiua, of 
a pagau history says nauglit : 


ir the rrat of Hardooin's diacoveriea I must refer to the 
>rk itaelf, aa quoted above ; and I must in fairuesB add. 
lat hia other literary efforts sod deep erudition reflect the 
t credit on the celebrated order to which he belonged 
Jeeuita, and. I may add. the Benedictinea being as 
_.t and aa superior bodies of monastic men to the re- 
aine tribes of cowled eteuobitus aa the Brahmins in India 
to the begging Farias.* 


There is among the lyric poems of the lower Irish a yery 
remarkable ode, the authorship of which has been ascribed 
to the very Eev. Eobert Burrowes, the mild, tolerant, and 
exemplary JDean of St. Finbarr's Cathedral, Cork, whom I 
am proud to call my friend : it refers to the last tragic scene 
in the comic or melodramatic life of a Dublin gentleman, 
whom the above-mentioned excellent divine accompanied in 
his ministerial capacity to the gallows ; and nothing half so 
characteristic of the genmne Irish recklessness of death was 
ever penned by any national Labruy^re as that incompar- 
able elegy, beginning — 

" The night before JJarry waa stretched. 
The boys they all paid him a viait,'* &o. 

Now, were not this fact of the clerical authorship of a most 
sublime Pindaric composition chronicled in these papers, 
some future Hardouin would arise to unsettle the belief of 
posterity, and the claim of my friend Dean Burrowes would 
be overlooked ; while the songster of Turpin the highway- 
man, the illustrious author of " Bookwood,"* would infal- 
libly be set down as the writer of " Larry's" last hornpipe. 
But let me remark, m passant, that in that interesting depart- 
ment of literature " slang songs," Ireland enjoys a proud 
and lofty pre-eminence over every European country : her 
musa pedestris, or '^footpad poetry, ^^ being unrivalled; and,. as 
it is observed by Tacitus (in his admirable work " De Mori- 
bus G«rmanorum") of the barbarians on the Bhine — the 
native Irish find an impulse for valorous deeds, and a com- 
fort for all their tribulations, in a song. 

belonged. His Collection of the Councils ranks among the most ela- 
borate efforts of theological toil, " Concil. Collect. Regia," 15 vols, 
folio, Paris, 1715. The best edition extunt of the naturalist Pliny is 
his {in usum Delphini), and displays a wondrous ranse of reading. He 
was one of the witty and honest crew of Jesuits who conduct^ that 
model of periodical criticism, the "Journal de Tr^TOuz." Biahop 
Atterbury of Rochester has written his epitaph ; 

" Hie jacet Petrus Harduinvs, 
Hominum paradoxotatos, yir summee nwmoruf^ 

Judicium expectans." Pbovt. 

• Prout must hare enjoyed the gift of prophecy, for ** Bookwood' 
was not published till four months after his death at WatergruahilL 
Perhaps Mr. Ainsworth submitted \\\& embryo romance to the prieet'a 
inapeotion when he went to kiss the stone. — O. Y. 

Mnny folks like to write anonymously, others posthu- 
iDUsly, others under on aseiiiued name ; au<l for each ul' thega 
Btethoda of conveying thought to our fellow-men there may 
be assigned sundiy solid re-nsons. But a man should never 
>e asbamed to avow liia writings, if called on by an injured 
Kirtv, and I, for one, will never shrink from that avowal. 
:f, as my frietid OBrien of the Bound Towers tells me, 
Tom Moore tried to run him down in the " Edinburgh H«- 
»idw," after holding an uneuecessful negotiation with bim 
far his services in compiling a joint-stock history of Ireland, 
wbv did not the man of the paper huUH fire a fair shot in 
"own name, and court the publicity of a. dirty job, which 
le in the dark can .lose nothing of its infamy r Sr, John- 
son t«Ua us tliat Bolingbroke wrote in bis old age a work 
against ChriBtianity, which he hadn't the ctuirage to avow 
or publish in his lifetime ; but left a sum of money in his 
will to a hungry Scotchman, Mallet, on condition of print- 
ing in his own name this precious production. " lie loaded 
the pistol," Bays the pjoiia and learned lexicographer, "but 
■lade Sawney pull the trigger." Such appear to be the 
'tactics of Tomniv in the present instance : hut I trust the 
iftttempt will fail, and that this insidious missile darted 
icainst the towers of O'Brien will prove a " telum imbelle, 
— ue ictu." 

The two most original writers of the day, and also the 
'o most ilUtreated by the prcBs, are decidedly Miss Harriet 
artineau and Henry O'Brien. Of Miss Martineau I 
lall say L'ttje. aa she can defend herself against all her 
ani] give them an efl'ectuitl cheek when hard-pressed in 
ry encounterB. Her fame can be comprised in one 
pentajneter, which I would recommend as a motto for 
le title-page of aU her treatises : 

" FomiHB tnctaiit ' propria gun nunbiia.' " 
nt over Henry O'Brien, as he is young and artless, I must 
irow the shield of my fostering protection. It is now 
ime time since he called at Watergraeshill ; it was in the 
unmer after I had a visit from Sir "Walter Scott. The 
■tnme man was then well versed in the Oriental languagea 
nd the Celtic : he had read the " Coran" and the ■' Paalter 
of Cnahil," tbo "' Zenduvesta" and the " Ogygia," " Lalla 


Rookh" and " Eock*B Memoirs/' besides other books tibat 
treat of Phoenician antiquities. From these authentic 
sources of Irish and Hindoo mythology he had deriyed 
much internal comfort and spiritual consolation ; at the 
same time that he had picked up a rude (and perhaps a 
crude) notion that the Persians and the boys of Tipperary 
were first cousins after all. This might seem a startling 
theory at first sight ; but then the story of the fire-worship- 
pers in Arabia so corresponded with the exploits of General 
Decimus Bock in Mononia, and the camel-driver of Mecca 
was so forcibly associated in his mind with the bog-trotter 
of Derrynane, both having deluded an untutored tribe of 
savages, and the flight of the one being as celebrated as the 
vicarious imprisonment of the other, he was sure he should 
find some grand feature of this striking consanguinity, 
some landmark indicative of former relationship : 

Joumeymg with that intent, he eyed these TOWSBS ; 
And, deaven- directed, came this wav to find 
The noble truth that gilds his humble name. 

Being a tolerable Greek scholar (for he is a Kerryman), 
with Lucian, of course, at his fingers' ends, he probably 
bethought himself of the two ^reat phallic towers which 
that author describes as having been long ago erected in 
the countries of the East,^ (" ante Sjrrise Deas templum stare 
phaUos duos mirse altitudinis ; sacerdotem per funes asoen- 
dere, ibi orare, sacra facere, tinnitumque ciere," &c. Ac.) ; 
a ray of light darted through the diaphanous casement of 
O'Brien's brain, — 'twas a most eurikish moment, — 'twas a 
coup de soleil, a manifestation of the spirit, — 'twas a divine 
particula aura, — twas what a Frenchman would call Theurt 
du herger ; and on the spot the whole theory of *' Bound 
Towers" was developed in his mind. The dormant chrysalis 
burst into a butterfly. And this is the bright thing of sur- 

Eassing brilliancy that Tom Moore would extinguish with 
is flimsy foolscap pages of the " Edinburgh Beview." 
Forbid it. Heaven ! Though all the mercenary or time- 
serving scribes of the periodical press should combine to 
slander and burke thee, O'B. ! though all the world betray 
thee, one pen at least thy right shaJl guard, and vindicate 
thy renown : here, on the summit of a bleak Irish hiU— 


I hm, to the child of genius nnd entliuBiaBin my door is etill 
I open I Mid though the support which 1 can give thee is but 
I iKutf portion of patroDoge indeed, I give it with good 
I vHI, and assuredly with good humour. O'Brien ! hiatorian 
I cf roQod towers, boa boitow thy young daye tiided F 

Dora MoDre with hia nold wing withar 

Each feeling tliM atiee was dear t 
Tben, chiid of roiefortimB, oome hither — 

m weep with thee tear for tear. 

Q O'Brien consulted me as to his future pliuu and 
ntpecta, and the developmeDt of his theory, in the first 
e confidentially to Tom Moore, I remember distinctly 
the course of our conversatiou (over a red herringj, 
1 cautioned the young and fervent enthusiast against tim 
tricks and roguenes of Tommy. No man was better able 
III give advice on this subject — Moore and I having had 
many mutual transactionB, the reciprocity of which was all 
nn one side. We know each other inlui el in cult, as the 
reader of this posthumous paper will not fail to learn be- 
fore be has laid down the document ; and if the ballad- 
monger comes off second best, 1 can't help him. I warned 
(yS. against confiding his secret to the man of melody, or 
«l«e he would Burely repent of his simplicity, and to his 
eoit find himself some day the dupe of his creduJous reli- 
while be would have the untoward prospect of seeing 
I ;laa discovery swamped, and of beholding, through the me- 
LAom of a deep and overwhelming flood of treachery, 

r, to illustrate by a practical example the mau's way of 

ing business, T gave, as a etrilfliig instance, hia " Travels 

b 3e>reh of Religion." Now, sine* my witty father's cele- 

fmteil book of '■ Gulliver's Travels," I ask, waa there ever 

feinore clever, or ia every way so well got up a performance 

■ this Irish gentleman's ■' steeple chase P" But unfortu- 

' toly memory supplies me with the fact, that this very same 

mtical Tommy, who iu that work quotes the " Fathers " 

accurately, and, I ma^ add (without goin^iuto polemics). 

I felicitously and triumphantly, has written the most 


abusive, scurrilous, and profane article that erer sullied the 
pages of the '^ Edinburgh Beview," — the whole scope of 
which is to cry down the Fathers, and to turn the highest 
and most cherished ornaments of the primitiye church intc 
ridicule. See the 24th volume of the "Edinburgh Eeview,"* 
p. 65, Nov. 1814, where you will learn with amazement that 
the most accomplished Christian writer of the second 
century, that most eloquent churchman, Africa's glorious 
son, was nothing more in Tommy's eye than the " harsh, 
muddy, and unintelligible Tertullian!" Further on, you 
will hear this Anacreontic little chap talk of " the pompous 
rigidity of Chrysostom ;" and soon after you are equally 
edified by hearing him descant on the " antithetical tnflins 
of Gregory Nazianzene "—of Q-regory, whose elegant mind 
was the result and the index of pure unsidlied virtue, ever 
most attractive when adorned with the graces of scholar- 
ship — Gregory, the friend of St. Basil, and his schoolfellow 
at Athens, where those two vigorous champions of Chris- 
tianity were associated in their youthful studies with that 
Julian who was afterwards an emperor, a sophist, and an 
apostate — a disturber of oriental provinces, and a fellow who 
perished deservedly by the javefin of some young patriot 
admirer of round towers in Persia. In the article alluded 
to, this incredulous Thomas goes on to say, that these same 
Fathers, to whom he afterwards refers his Irish gentleman 
in the catch-penny travels, are totally ^^ unfit to be gmdu 
either in faith or morals,^^ (it, ih.) The prurient rogue dares 
to talk of their ^^ pagan imaginatiam /" and, having turned up 
his ascetic nose at these saintly men, because, forsooth, they 
appear to him to be but " indifferent ChristianSy^ he pro- 
nounces them to be also " elephants in battle," and, chuckling 
over this old simile, concludes with a complacent smirk quite 
self-satisfactory. O for the proboscis of the royal animiu in 
the Surrey Menagerie, to give this poet's carcass a sound 
drubbing ! O most theological, and zoological, and super- 
eminently logical Tommy ! 'tis you that are fit to travel in 
search of religion ! 

If there is one plain truth that oozes forth from the fecu- 
lent heap of trash which the reviewer accumulates on the 

* The book reviewed by Moore is entitled *' Select Paasages from tha 
Fathers,'* by Hugh Boyd, Esq. Dublin, 1814. 


mi: Booi'KiiiEs OP Tou uoobz. I4S 

■its of the Fathers, it is the convJctiou ia every obBervant 
id, lirnwu from the Bunple peru§al of his article, that lie 
er re«<l tlireo tonaecittive pagt'sof their worku in liis hie. 
one that ever tlid — no one who hiid batiqiiet«d with the 
id nisgniliceiit Cbrysostoni, or drained the true 
«niiui run of Gregory Nazianzene, or dwelt with the 
luent aod feeliugly ilevout Bernard iu the cloistered 
of Clairvaux, or mused with the powerful, rich, and 
itinizing mind of Jerome in hia liennitoge of Palestine, — 
Id trrite an article bo contemptible, bo low, so little. Ilt> 
H, Iruty with chnrncteriBtic audacity, that he ha^ mounted 
mONt Inaccessible shelves of the library iu 'JViu. Coll. 
i>]ia, Ks if be had wiuled the " heights of Abruhani," to 
■ Mi theorifiDal editioua; but believe him not: for the 
. folioe would have become iiifitiiict with life at the ap- 
Acb of the dwarf — they would Lave awakened from their 
Biber at bis touch, and, tumbling their goodly voliimea 
their diminutive assailant, would have overwhelmed htm, 
1 Tarpcin, on the very threshold of his saerilegious iu- 

rowBnbi my young friend O'Brien nf the taicers he acts tlin 
■e part, appearing in his favourite character — that of uu 
ffijmons reviewer, n veiled prophet of Khoraaan. Having 
It negotiated by lelt«r willi him to extract his brains, and 
ke utw of him for hJu meditated " History of Ireland " — 
e citrecpondence lies before me)— he winds up the con- 
mtial intercourse by an Edinburgh volley of canister shot, 
oitp in a friendly way." Ue has the ineffable impudence 
■ccute O'B. of p'/ajriTun), and to st«te that this grand and 
Hnlleleddiscot'eryhadbeen previously made by tne author 
^Nimrod;"* a book wbicb Tommy read not, neitlier did 
art. «o he plucked the laurel from the brow of uiorit. Jliit 
•ccBM a writer of plagiarism, he should be himself irn- 

>5bii>a(I. t? the Han. RrginBld H(!rb«rt. 1 vol. Sva. I.CFndan, 18^(1. 
Ik;, a «<irli of unconuDan erudition; but the IcaJin^ idol uf 
it,lhiathiiiH- towrTtnerfJIre-allarM. O. B.'b tlipory is nol Iu 

■tc Htoniihtd it thp nuhini«a of eifitiK (» Kloore ha» done) ■ 
idad faolalion from " Afmrurf " wilhout mdii»tiiig ir*(r« i) u 
hiA with In Iliv volume. — O, T. 


inaoulati! ; imd while be dwells in a glass houB^, he ajooi 
not throw stones at a ninn in a tower. 

Tlie Btaj'aey-Btoneiiiniy Detgiibourhoodhnsiittninti-illiitbi 
tnauy an illuBtrious visitor ; but none has becu so assidunt 
a pUgrim in my time aa Tom Moore. "While he «aa iti;^iigi 
in hia hunt und moEt uneiL'ept ion able work on the melodioi 
ballads of iiis country, he came regularly every suniuier,iil 
did mo the honour to share my humblo roof repentt-Jly. B 
knows well how olleu he plaeued me to supply liim wil 
original songs which I ha^ picked up Ju Franco ami>ne tl 
merry troubadours njid earol-loving inhabitants uf^ tin 
«nce happy laud, aud to what extent he has transTcm 
these foreign inventions into the " Irish JUdodte* 
Like the robber Cueiis, he generally dragged the pluuck- 
<-attle by the tail, so as that, moving backwardu iolD 
cavern of stolen goods, the foot-tracka might not l«ai] 
rlet«>ction. Some songs he would turn upside dovn. bv 
tigure in rhetoric called iitrtpati Tftrifm ; others ho would m 
guise in various shapes; but he would still worry mc I 
supply him with the productious of the Galho mum.'; '*f< 
d'ye see, old Prout," lliu rogue would say, 

"TlieWilof allw^ji 
To Icnglbm our layi, 
li to Ileal > few Ihouglite froiu Ibe Pmioli, ' ii]t iJivr.' ~ 

Now I would have let him enjoy unnioleated the mMH 
which these " Melodies " have obtiuned for him ; but h 
laat treachery to my round-tower friend has niisod my bit 
and I shall give evidence of the unsuspected robbcrin : 

II would be easy to point out detached fragmeDlB sfl 
■tray iiietapli<>rs, which he has scattered here and thent I 
such gs^ cont\iaion that every page has within its limit* 
maae of felony and plagiariam euSicient to haug btm. Kl 
instance, 1 need only advert to bis '■ Bard'a Legacy." 
on his dying bed this " dyin^ '^bard " cannot help uululj^ 
hia evil pranks; for, in l)c(|ueothinc his " heart" to U 
"miatreaa dear," and nn'oainmuding uer to "bttrrott" 


■Iropa of pnrt wine to bathe the relic, he is all the while rob- 
bing old Clement Mar6t, who thus disposes of hu remaiub : 

" Qnuid je eui> mort, Jc n 

I But I wont strain at a gnat, when I can capture a camel — 
hage dromedary ladeu with pilfered spoil ; for, would yoti 
diuTe it if you tad never learned it from Prout, the very 
oing Aud foremost song of the collection, 

" Go where glorj waiCa thee," 

rit but u literal and eervite translatiou of an old French 
I 4itlT, which i» among my papers, and which I betieye to havf 
1>rp-D ct>ti)pus<!d by that oeautiful and interesting " ludye," 
Frutfoine de Foiz, Conitewe de Chateaubriand, bom in 
liDl, and the favourite of Francis I., who soon abandoned 
her: indeed, llie lines apptear to anticipate his infidelity. 
Tliey were written before the battle of Pavia. 


Com ^oart'0 

Tramlnlwn of thu Sofg m Ihl /. 

Go wliere glory vniU Uiec ; 
Bill Blulcliinio daM> Ibee, 

Oh, ilill remenibfrr me ! 
mien UiepruK tlmu iimtnt 
To thin<! MT ii tweetcvl. 

Oil, tlien rmni^inbcr nie ! 
OUier«™i» in«ir prcBsthec, 
l>air«r friends mrna thro — 
All tho jo^i Ihat bl^> (liCd 

Deo«r far may Ke ; 
But vhm firii^iu are drarest, 
AiiJ •thenJOjs arr nwrMt, 

Oh, then mucmbor toe 1 

Whai nt CTP thou rowst 
Ej tlic etu thou lOTMi, 
Ob, lbcDivinrn,W< 



Lorjijque cette etoile, 
Qu'uu beau cicl devoile, 

Guidadeux amans! 
Quand la fleur, sjmbole 
l)'ete qui s'envole, 
Penche sa t^te molle, 

S'exhalant a Pair, 
Pense k la guirlande, 
De ta mie roflfrande— 

Don qui fut si cher ! 

Quand la feuille d*automne 
Sous tea pas reaonne, 

Pense alors k moi ! 
Quand de la famille 
L'antique foyer brille, 

Pense encore k moi ! 
Kt 8i de la chanteuse 
La voix melodieuse 
Berce ton kme heurcuse 

£t ravit tes sens, 
Pense k I'air que cliante 
Pour toi ton aniante — 

Tant aimes accens ! 

Think, wlien home returning, 
Bright weVe seen it burning-* 

Oh, then remember me ! 
Oft as summer closes, 
Wlien thine eye reposes 
On its lingering roses, 

Once so loved by thee, 
Think of her who wore thenh— 
Her who made thee love them : 

Oh, then remember me ! 

When around thee, dying, 
Autumn leaves are lying. 

Oh, then remember me ! 
And at night, when gazing 
On the gAj hearth blazing, 

Oh, still remember me ! 
Then, should music, stealing 
All the soul of feeling. 
To thy heart appealing. 

Draw one tear from thee ; 
Then let memory bring thee 
Strains I used to sing thee — 

Oh, then rememb^ mel 

Auy one who has the slightest tincture of French litera- 
ture must recognise the simple and unsophisticated style of 
a genuine love-song in the above, the language being that of 
the century in which Clement Mar6t and Maitre Adam 
wrote their incomparable ballads, and containing a kiudlv 
admixture of gentleness and sentimental delicacy, wbica 
no one but a ^' ladye" and a lovely heart could infuse into 
the composition. Moore has not been infelicitous iu ren- 
dering the charms of the wondrous original into Engli«l» 
lines adapted to the measure and tune of the French. The 
air ia plaintive and exquisitely beautiful ; but I recommend 
it to be tried first on the French words, as it was sung by the 
charming lips of the Countess of Chateaubriand to the en- 
raptured ear of the gallant Francis I. 

The following pathetic strain is the only literary relic 
which has been preserved of the unfortunate Marqois de 
Ciuqmars, who was disappointed in a love affiur, and who, 
** to fling forgetfulnesB around him,*' mixed in politics, con- 
spired against Cardinal Hichelieu, was betrayed by an ac- 
complice, and perished on the scaffold. Moore has trans- 


|itaDl«<l it entire ioto his " Nal 
i-virfiil not to give the Datiou ■ 

1.1 SRittfuii nt crinqmarfi. 

biiku xmgc, 
Qiu te fut, li^lu '. mi Irop tAt ; 

,Kas nil but » dreun at tlifl 
id itilJ irheD hajipiest, Booneet 

Lc dulia (UtruiHi Ion Kvenir? 
FMil-a i)iu< In roM 

fart «Ui qu'U «f [liaise it fl^tnr P 
1"U n'M iiut, &u. 

aittn, KBur da I'Bmonr trom- 
e rMuonr I> coupe eueore en- 

[ ArmmionUTreanDor'HncdBuri 

uecte qui 81a 

InluB inutile 
I VoMjiirtronit foislofrilfltiwu; 

VoM pfirtr oent foi» 1 
Tti, Mttour enion 

The hoeom th&t opoi 
With earlieit hope* 
The toonetl Guds those bopea uu- 

Lika Howars that first 
In Bpring-timo burnt, 
Tbe soonnt vrllhcr too ! 

Oh, 'twM all hot, ic. 

Bj frienddiip we've oft bwn lis- 

Aud love, ofun lore, Uio euon u 
And tore trusted oa U> llieisBt ( 
Like the it 


lider 1 


J s the nharin th 

Tho' oft w he « 

It broke by the breeie, 

lie neatca the bright line ngsin! 
O! tnu nUbut, &<'. 

Zvtrf thing was eniiallv at^ueptsble in the waj of b, soug 
^lo Tiomiuy ; and pnn-idej 1 brought griat to his mill, he diil 
" t care where the produce came from — even the wild onts 
d tbp thistles of native growth on Wntergraashill, all was 

■ gmd prnTTuder for his Pegusua. There was an old Latiu 

■ Jung of my own, which I made when a boy, smitten with 
I tlie cbarnu of an Irish milk.maid, who troseed by the Aedge- 

f occasionally, and who uecd to distract my attention 
n " Corderiua" and " Eraam' ^otloquia." I nave often 



laughed at my juvenile gallantry when my eye haa met 
copy of versee in overhauling my papers. Tommy sa' 
grasped it with avidity ; and I mid he haa given it, ^ 
for word, in an English shape in his " Irish Melodies." 
the intelligent reader judge if he has done common jui 
to my young muse. 

In puld^ram lactttrram. 

Carmen^ Auctore Proui, 

Lesbia semper hinc et indi 

Oculorum tela movit ; 
Capiat omnes, sed deind^ 

Quis ametur nemo norit. 
Palpebrarum, Nora cara. 

Lux tuarum non est foris, 
Flarama mieat ibi rara, 

Sed sineeri lux amoris. 
Nora Creina sit regina, 

Vultu, fn^ssu tarn modcsto ! 
iriTC. puellas inter bellas. 

Jure omnium dux esto ! 

Lesbia veates auro graves 

Fert, et gemmis, juxtanormam; 
Onitiw sed, eheu ! suaves 

Cinotam reliqu^re formam. 
Norae tunieam pneferres, 

Flante zephjro volantem ; 
Oculis et raptis erres 

Contemplando ambulantem ! 
Vesta Nora tarn decorA 

Semper indui memento, 
Samper purs sic natures 

Ems teeta Testimenlo. 

Co a ieanttful ff tl6m. 

A Melody, by Tkomat Moo 

Leslna hath a beamtng ^e. 
But no one knows for t 
it beameth; 
Bight and left its arrows flj, 
But what thej aim at^ nc 
Sweeter 'tis to gaie apon 
Mj Nonih*8 Ud, that se 
Few her looks, bat every one 
Liie unexpected light sorp 
O, my Norah Creina dear ! 
My gentle, bashful Nor^ Ot 
Beauty lies 
In loan^ eyes^ 
But Love's in thine, my S 

Lesbia wears a robe of gold ; 
But all so tight the nymph 
laced it, 
Not a charm of beauty's moo 
Presumes to stay where m 
placed it. 
O, my Norah's gown for me, 
That floats as wild as moui 
Leaving every beauty free 

To sink orswellaslfeavenple 
Yes, my Norah Creina dear ! 
My simple, gracefiilNorah Ok 
Nature's drees 
Is loveliness — 
The dress you wear, my N' 


or TOM ttOOBS. 

0>bu aientia piwlort lumen, 
QuhI mnisciit perlibmtori 

(1 qtDI UpWt llOl' OVUIDfll. 

"^ ■ '« »eupiiii«» dontur? 

, QiumdoH 


11 i»mi|^ III 
'i«i criMMB rugs roii*. 
« bUnilK, lui BmiQila, 
Eipen UMiur IfncbrBrum, 
Cii nor tnul«ii per tot linlL'ni 
Dutes, Uma iUfxbnruia • 

.mplingof (hei 
O. mv Nonh Creina dear ! 

My mild, inj Brtles* Numb 

Wit, thoogli bright, 

Hath not Ihe light 

Tliat WKrniB jour cjee. my Nor«h 

It will be aeen by these specimens that Tom Woore can 

Ae out a lolerBbly fair traueilation of anv given ballad ; and 

idi^d, to trausUto properly, retaining all tbe Are and spirit 

f th*' original, ia a merit not to be sneezed at — it is the 

ttxt btwt thing to liavtnt; a genius of one'a own ; for lie 

»bo ''ail eiei'iite a clever forgery, and make it pass cmrent, 

• aliiioBt aa well off aa tbe capitalist who can draw a sub- 

intial rlieck on tlie bank of aterling genius : so, to give 

f rfrvil hiB due, I must acknowledge that in terseness. 

Biiint, pnthii*, and elegance^ Kloore'n traniilatioaa of these 

f rracli and Latin triflea are very near aa good us tbe pri- 

Bmry cnmpuBitivus theiiiBelTes. He has not beeu holi' so 

' ' "o hitting off AnatTeon; but be k&s a, young man 

ad a " wild fellow ;" since which time itis thought 

ul be lia* got to that climacteric in life to which few poets 

ain, vu. the veors of discretion. A predatory sort of 

•, the rart-er of a literary freebooter, has hiid great chamis 

r biiti fri)tti bin cradle ; aiid 1 aiu afraid that be will pur- 

1 to finn] impenitence. He Beeiiia to care little 

biint the rtcm reception he will one day receive from that 

tiblc judge, EhadnmautbuEi, who will make him cuufeiia 

bin rogueries' — " Castigatque dolos, subigitqiie fateri" — 

r bard being of that epicurean and careless turn of mind 

O Btnkiitgly eipreseed in these lines of " Lalla Eookb" — 

" 1 if tWp be nn EIrsium on HUlii, 
It il this 1 it i> ilui I" 


W hich verses, bj- tlie hy, are nlone enough to convict k 
downright plugiarism and robbury ; tor th^y Kre (m Tomn 
knows right wi>ll) tu be seen written in Itu-fre letters in th 
Mogul language orer tiie audience- chaniber of tbi; Kiotf 4 
Delhi :• in fact, to examine and r>Vorl»aul biH " LaUit KonUl' 
would be a moet divertiiiE^ task, which 1 mny o 
dertake. He will be fouuLl to liave been a cluirtcrod pinC 
in the Peraian Gulf, b6 he was a higbwaymiui in £uni[H~ 
''spoliis Onentia onustum." 

But the favourite field iu which Tommy biu carried t 
hia depredations, to an almost incredible exb-nt, is tliat 1 
the early French troubadours, whose property he has thongli 
fairgame, availinnE himself thereof witnout scruple. In his Mi* 
Huiint '' Irish " Melodies, and indeed in all his cffusiuitB b 
more refined gallnutry, he lias poured in a large tDfuaion 01 
the spirit and the letter of southern Frauce. To be sol 
he ban mixed up with the pure, simple, and i^nuine insp 
rations of tbese primitive hearts, wbo loved, iu the olden tim 
after nature's fashion, much of his own overstnuned liuac 
strange conceits, and forced metaphors ; but the itiiliati 
cAn easily distinguish when it is he si)eaketh in jiroprid ft 
aiind, and when it is that be uses tlie pathetie and sob 
stirring language of the mfaitlreU of Gaul, those legiUtnai 
laureates of love. There has been a s<juib lircd off by son 
wag of the sixteenth century a^inst an old astrologvr, wt 
practised many rogueries in his generation, and wbtofa 
think not inapplicable to Moore : 

" NaMrH ilamua otun f&Ua damuB, lum (ultDni noatnlin ssti 

Et c&ui fiilu danius, non niai Noilra damiu," 

AihI, only it were a profanation to place two sncb pcna 

Xin juitnposition, 1 would say that Woore might uae tk 
ting, the soul-rending appeal of the ill-fated iHmrj 9li 
art, addressed to that laud of song and civjlisatioa *'' 
■he was quitting for ever, when she exclnimeil, as the 
shorp reei?ded from her view, that " half of her heart wtii 
still be found on tlie lovt^d plains of i'rance, and e'en 
iiiher half pined to rejoin it iu its primitive abodes of 
santOMH and Joy." The song of the unfortunate quceo i 

■ See the " Aoistio Journal " tot M>y, IBM, p. & 

Tax soorxRtis u? tom hdobk. 


•'■quiwlcly beantiful not to be given hoi* by me, such aa 
"•le Miig it oil the <l(i,'k of the vessel tkint wafted lier away 
■'tiHi the steuea of her yimth and the bleagingB of frieniisbip, 
*" »etk the liismal regions of bleak barbaritv and murderous 
'uLsticisui, I oIho give it because Tomiuy }u\a inodelled on 
•^ biif nielodv, " As eJow our ship its foamy trai-'li," aud 
"jron hia " Kntive land, good night !" 

Oh, aim patrie U jiliu dilrie. 
Qui M nourri nm JEune enlaute — 
Adieii, Ftmoft : sdieu, mta braui 

Id Qvf qui dgoinl mea amoun 
K'b ici de moi que 1* moitie ; 

VoK part te r«te, elle e«t tienne, 
Je ta fi<^ i ton nmitie— 

Va\ir qnc de I'autrc, il tc BouTJenae t" 

" Fm-ewell fair Und, 

nine hearl'a oounlrie I 
Wbi?rH Arlhood planned 

It> wiid freslcs free. 
The bark that buan 

Ke«p, keep h«T ir 


I niiw coiue to a more Eerious charge. To plunder the 
Fimch is All right ; but to rob his own conjitrynien is 
Hbiit the late I>ord Liverpool would call "too bad." I 
srluiit tlie claims of the poet on the gratitude of the abori- 
i;iaal Irish ; for gloHoue Dan miglit h&ve exerted his 
h-atlieru lungs during a century in haraiiEuing the native 
Mirni evtotiet on this side of the Channel ; but had nob 
the " 3tcii)dieB " made emancipation paJatable to the think- 
ing and generous portion of Britain's free-bom sons — hod 
no! Ilia poetry Ppoten to the hearts of the great and the 
good, and enlisted the fair daughters of EnglaniC the spoutere 
wiHild hftTt^ been but objects of scorn and contempt. The 
•-Melodies" won tho cause silently, imperceptibly, efl'ec- 
tukllv 1 anil if there be a tribute due from that class of the 
ootive. it is to the child of song. Poets, however, are 
always destined tu be poor; and eui-b used to be the en»e 
with patriots too. until the riiit opened the eyes of the 
public, and taught them thut even that sacred aud exalted 
inWMuu. love of country, could resolve itself, through an 
Irish alembii?, into an ardent love for the copper currency 
of one's native land. The dagger of Harmodius, whica 
id to be coui.-ealed under a wreath of myrtle, is now-a-days 
I Uildea within the cnvity of a church-door begging-box : and 
I 7o(B Moore can only claim the second part ot the eele- 


orattd line of Virgil, as the first evidcDtlj- rafcn to Hi 
O'Connell ; 

" ^rr trieni rtroa — Murlcmquc aoooiKterfl otntu.*' 

But I am digreBHing from the BeriouB clinrge I nein 
hriug against the author of that beautiful meloJjr. ** 1 
Hluimpock." Does not Tom Moore know tliot tfieno i 
iiucli a thia^ in France as the Irisli brigade ? and liuea hs 
Dot foar and tremble lest tlie k^ob** <*' t'""* vnliMil t 
w'hnm he has rubbed of their due honmirs, should, " in 
Btilly ni)rht, wlien slumber's chains have bouiid hiiu," ' 
hia dmall carcass to the Styi. and give him a wcli-mcrita 
sousing? For why should he exhibit a» his prodoctim 
Ikrir favourite Bong P and -what inefiable aiidai-ity li pawr 
off ou modern drawing-rooms as hit own that glurioua cwo 
which made the tents of Fontenoy ring with its exhilaratta 
music, and which old General Stack, who lately died i 
Calais, used to sing bo gallantly ? 

It Crtflt t'icUnbt. 

L-Aduoo A, la Bngadf, 1748. 
tTn jour ea Hybernii-, 
O'AxoiTR \o henu gAiic 
Kl Ic dieu dc l> Tjutivit Qreal r>ci 

Atm 1o "Hth ElPRiT," 

Ce drMv qiii (e rit 

PkrUrat Ipur pit nteillc* 

Vnf herbc k triplo fi>uUle, 
Qm In unit humc^a de >« ptcur 

" Uriodf" nj Tarn i/oDni, 
Tlimiytb Km.', i.l^ 

ffii'His " Pour 
Crtit oilAl qii'«Ue me 

Ion (uparbc. 

XUe cnvii liumurtel i 
ChiMtni iMfuriMnJ iikI 

Old Eriu'i iiBti'i> •latiu>)(AI 

ii;i pk- TliOH! iMly i^iuii at maminf i" 
Alia lectio t / -rt««f (nr ■um rwewiU^ 

TQB RoorEniKS r 

Amook lai dit, " Kon, non, 
C«( moi ifuc le gtxaa 
HoDon «i DO bijoux qu'il bit 

yjtii VttL ESTBIT dirige 
Sur I'lurrbe i Iripip ^g» 
17& aril ol»<«rTBl«ur, 1 Mn tour. 
" Poorquin," dit-ll, " derairs 
Vu aaud •! beau, qui aem 
oa t;|n RspniT, Vai.edb, et 

Vito le T«t gMon ! 
la purie, urrc vhiriu ! 
t>'«Bihl^H cM hvl i!l Um t 


" No, ni 

Uy fragranl jtalh adoT^ima.'* 

Hut Wit. iK'rwivM 

The triplo \fart». 
And ci'in, " O, do not aerer 

Jk ^pe thut lili-iid* 

Three godlike frieoda— 
Wit, Vulour, LoiB, for ererV 

O the aliiuunMtk ! 

Tlie green immortal shunrock I 
Choeni l«t of burd ruiil chief, 

Old Erin's lutlire >h&mratk I 

80 finn Ksd fond 
Maj la*t tbo bond 
Tliej Kote that luorn lugnther j 
And ufl*er in^y fikll 
One drop of gnll 
'Qo'* rentour «i gucment rSiFUT On Wit'< relaitial feather '. 

Prioni \c GfI qa'il diire 
Cc Bieuil, c>ii In nature 
'ouilr»ilriiiruiir. cIcruelkalliuiCDi 
Qu- nnl ,n„u j.mai» 

Qu* nal I; 

Sfny Love, a 
His Sa«erB 1 

id fruit, 



Vl?o h rat gtton I 
I U (wtniv IcTTc cberic ! 

L'mitiliine est bel l'I boo I 

Of til 

Let Vi 

Iliji .lundard roar 
jtgniiist the caiue o( freedom, 

Or of tlic abamrouk, 

Tlie gnien immortal ahamroi.'; ! 
Clios«n l(«f of bard a»d ebief. 

Old Erin's iialive ehamruck I 

Ualiere haa written a pieasant aud inetructtve corned}' 
itled thtr Fourberiet de Seapin, which I recoiiiineDd to 
n'spCTiiml; niid in the " 8[>elliiig-1ji)ak" which I uwd 
con iner wheu at the hedge-sfhool with my I'ostfr- 
ther Gi'uri^ Kuapp, who haa since risen to einiuem* na 
rOr "if Verk.. but with whom I used thfii to slisre the 
ling of lae ^ Uiiiveraiil !j gelling -Book" (haviu^ but one 
men «a). thcro ifl (in awl'ul atory about " Tommy iind 
I»rrv," very ciipahle of ilt-ten-ing youtliful minds from evil 

M;tl(«i>, wpei-itillv the hirge wood-cut repreBentiiig a lion 

irine tiw »touiacli of tlie luckless wight who led a carew 
wifikedneM. Had Tommy Moore been brought uji pro* 

«1y (uA Koupp and I wen;), he would not have i-onimittcd 



80 many depredations, which he ought to know would be 
discovered on him at last, and cause him bitterly to lepent 
his " rogueries." 

With all my sense of indignation, unabated and unmiti- 
gated at the unfairness with which O'Brien ** of the round 
towers" has been treated, and which has prompted me to 
make disclosures which would have otherwise slept with me 
in the grave, I must do Moore the justice to applaud his 
accurate, spirited, and sometimes exquisite translations from 
recondite MSS. and other totally unexplored writings of 
antiquity. I felt it my duty, in the course of these stric- 
tures, to denounce the version of Anacreon as a total failure, 
only to be accounted for by the extreme youth and inexpe- 
rience of the subsequently matured and polished melodist ; 
but there is an obscure G-reek poet, called 2raxxoc Mo^ihr,;, 
whose ode on whisky, or negus, composed about the six- 
teenth olympiad, according to the chronology of Archbishop 
Usher, he has splendidly and most literally rendered into 
English Anacreontic verse, thus : 

{Stat nominu umltra.) 

^ri\l/UtfltV OVV KUTTtWoV 

Toif apOi/JLOKTi i//i'x»7C» 
Totf ipiprarot^ ^ptvtQ y' a 
'Hfitv Svvaivr' t0ivptiv, 
Tavry yap ovpavovct 
Ty vuKTi Sh irtTdffOaii 
Tavrifv \iiropTig aiat^. 
Ki y' OVV £pci/( \a9oiTO 
'VoiQ aTififiuTtiXff' h TtpxptQ 
'Hfiif fiayng SiSutaiv, 
Oi/TTw t^oUo^ yevoiTO, 
*Qc yap iraptaTif oivov, 
Ba^ijjfiip ecye Kfvrii. 

&n Wa^UkjE^ or jftrguif. 

By Moore, 

Wreathe the bowl 
With flowers of soul 

The brightest wit can find us ; 
We'll take a flight 
Towards heaven to-night, 

And leave dull earth behind us. 
Should Love amid 
The wreath be hid. 

That joy th' enchanter brings us ; 
No aanger fear 
While wine is near — 

We'll drown him if he stings us. 
Then wreathe the bowl, &c Su 

*Qg fioi \f yovffi, viKTap 
IlaXac itrivov 'llPAl 
Kac ZHNK2 rih «OIBOI. 
YXiOTi Kai jipoToiatv 


flOAifrfov yap <tf^f * 

*Twas nectar fed 

Of old, 'tis said. 
Their Junos, Jores, ApoUos ; 

And man may brew 

His nectar too — 
The rich receipt's m IbUowi: 

ttx'riotr liopptir, 

DarfoMtp )t CiXy 
hit" ^Joi-ifi' p«t9()v 
Efia-X^Cfuv j" irnipoi 



Take wine like this, 

Lc-t liwki nf bli!> 
ArouiKl il nelt be blendeit i 

Then bnng vut's bonni 

To Kirm tha stresra — 
And there's joar uectsr splendid. 

Then wreBthe ttie buwl, Jx. Sus, 

S«T, why did Time 

Hin flus aiiblinie 
Fiil up witii Miids unfligliaj. 

When wine, be knew. 

Buna brisker through. 
And tpftrkk* far mora briglitl; ? 

le Eun m two we d grro 
Mike pleasure glide 
III double tide. 
And nil bulh ends for ever. 


Such carefully Huislied traaalatiuna tta this from irauMt. 

wliich not an idea or beauty of the Oreek is lost in thi; 
£iu;lish Tcnrion, must net^ssorily do Tommy infinite credit ; 

d tlic only drnnback on the abimdant praise which I 

:)olii otliiTwifie feel inelined to- bestow ou the Anacreontic 
tenifit-T. is the fatal neglect, or perhaps wilful treachery, 
«l:ieh has led him to deny or suppress the Bourcea of his 
fciapiration, and induned him to appear in the discreditable 
"anion of an Irish jackdaw in tLe borrowed plumage of a 
Ircciau peacock. The spleadotir of poeay, like " Malachy's 
CoUair of gold," is nmnd liis neck ; bwt he won it from a 
~* Jiger: the green glories of tbe emerald adorn hia glow- 
oeat — or, aa Phsdrus saya, 

" Kitor •marnijili eollo refulget luo — " 

nt if joa raOe hia feathers a little, you will tind that his 
ttvnry toilette ia composed of what the French cuiffrnr* 
^^■11 dn ornemmi postichei ; and that there was never il more 
ndlt'd-for dedaration than the avowa! which he btmacir 
> of hia Iklelodies, when, talking of the wild 
• of thv Irish harp, he admits, he " wat but the vind 

158 FATUfiR pBonr's sxt qvbs. 

patting ht-illtMl]f over " ita cliorda.and that titc music whI; 
DO meaoB lib own. 

A t>iii)[i!u liiut was sometiniea eiioitgli to tut hitt mvmt t 
work ; and lie not only was, to my kuuwiislgc, nu adept ij 
translating accurati^ly, but he coiild ako atriug togctiua 
nny number of linea in anv given measure, in tmitatio* of ■ 
BODg or ode which caauall; cnme lu bia way. This is twt 
such arrant robbtiry aa wb»l I hare previously atigmatiaod} 
but it is u sort of guiui- pilfering, a kind uf iiflty luveajj 
not to be eDL'ournged. There is, for iuatimce. liia " NAliutuI 
Melody," or jingle, called, iu the early edition of Lia pocro^ 
" Those Evening Bella," a " PettnOuig air," of which 1 <.-ohU 
unfold the natural hiBtory. It ia this; — In one oi' bi 
quent visits to Watcrgraeshill, Tommy and 1 spent thp 
ing in talking of our vontinental travels, and more pailtcu* 
larly of Pariei imd its miralrdia ; of whii^h he aeeiued quits 
enamoured, The view from the tower of tlip central chuidt^ 
Ji&tre Dame, greatly struck his fancy ; and I drew tho voa* 
veraation to the subject of the simiutnneoua rinsing of aB 
the bells in all the steeples of that vast metropolis on . 
feast-day, or public rejoicing. The effect, be agreed 
me, is most enchanting, and the barmouy moat aurpnnng. 
At tliat time Victor Hugo hod not vrrittea his glonoua l~ 
mance, the llunrjihaek Quatimtido ; Mid, coatwqucntly, 
eould not have read his beautifid deseription: " In an — 
nary way, the nnist:> issuing frcm Paris iu the day-tit 
the talking of tlie city ; at night, it is the irealhi'ag «if 
city ; ia this caso. it is the tmyin^ of the city. Leud j 
ear to this opera of al«eples. Uiffiise over the whole 
buzting of hnlf a milliou of human tvings, the eternal mu 
mur of the river, the infuiite pi|)ing of tlie wind, the grai 
aud distant quartette of the four forests, jilactid likv hiK 
raense organs on the four bills of the horizon ; sofWu Aa% 
as with a denii-tint all tbnt is too shrill tind too harsh in tl 
central mass of sound, — and say if you know anythhts in 
tlie world more rieh. more ^laddenin^, tnure diucuing, trao 
that tumult of bells — than that furimee of musie— 
those leu thousand brazen tones, breathed all at uuee fruia 
fiulet uf alone three humlrfi /ret high — than ttiat eily wl 
ia but one orcbrstra — tbou that symphony, rushing *aSi 
roaring Uke a tempest." All these malters, we acnvd. 



' irere wry fine ; l>ut there is nothing, ofWr all, lilte the asso- 
~ iaiiona which early inroaioy attaches to the well-knowu and 
t^raniHinbered chiniiw ot' our owu parish-eteeple : and iiu 
Ugic can e<\usl the effect »□ our ear ivheQ nitumini; after 
ing nbernce in fureign, and {«rliaps happier countries. As 
_t) perfectly coincided in the truth of^this observatiou, I 
idded, that long ago, while nt Boiue, 1 had throu'[i my ideas 
into tlie ehape of a song, wliieh I would slug biiu to the 
e of the " Grovee," 


S.ibbnU patxQo. 
JTuntr.i {ilango, 
Solcmniji (Inngo. 

n old n 

drtjp iffoollou 
I Aail itMllrrCinn 

t oftm tliink uf 
^MM Shwidon bcUs, 
L Wicac Knuub to wild would, 
I In dw day* of cliildhood, 
I Flinf iviiuil tny irnuUo 
I nuir in«(iio ijiiJls. 
I On tin* 1 jHinilvr 
I Whonrar I •H.drr, 
I, And Uiot gnni fondBT. 
' »weftCork. of Ihecj 

With llij biJli of Shindon. 
I TliM (uutid to gnuid 01 

But oil their mueie 

9poke uftu^liC like thine 
For memory dwelling 
Oa ecvli proud iwrllmg 
Of thebrirr; knrllijig 

Ixe bold notes Trtv, 

Hie 1.1 


id tulk diiming 
IThU bimij ■ dime In, 
*Teni«n •ablime in 
Owlicdml ehnnp. 
L Whil* nt a gliba nXe 

b»«f>irv<if ?liiindnii,bui1l oil l.lix ruin* of old eiiniidoii CiiUa 
■rwUicti Mv llut pUlM in " Pncnta H jbcrnin"), in a iiraminvut ubjr^-t. 
«tcr lidB Ihe tiwcUar ipprancbn oar beautiful cny. In j 
It M ia fact ikap 101110 gcucntiona of the iirit«r'i lulU mid kin, 

Tve liFonl ball» laUins 
Old "Adrian's Mole" iii, 
Tlicir thunder rolling 

From the Faticui, 
And cTmbajA glorious 
Swinging upronrioun 
In th^orgM>u3 tumtii 

Of ShVn naxDft 1 
But thy ■Ducde wore >we«ler 
I'hao the domis of Pclrr 
Flings o'cF tliu Tibur, 

FeaJing BoiHiunl; i — 


O! thebeUiofSluuidon 
Sound Ear more grand oa 
XliB pIcMsnt wHtent 
Of the river Loe. 

There's a b«U in Uoocow, 
While on toirer and kjtwk o I 
In Saint SopluK 

The Turkman geK, 
And loud in air 
Calls men to prayer 

Uora dear to me, — 
'TiB the belb orShandon, 
That aauDi] h ^rand on 
Tlie pleaaant watrr* 


Shortly aH«rwards, Moore published his " Ereninv BtU 
a Ptttribitrg air." But any one cau eee that he oa^ rin 
a few changea oa my Roman ballad, cunningly shifting t 
■cene aa far north b* he could, to avoid detection, " * 
aervea richly to be sent on a hurdle to Siberia. 

I Ho not feel bo much hurt at this nrfsriou> "bdW 
fltrata^em " regnrding me, aa at hia wicki^dricm towuiia t 
man of the round towere ; and to this niAtter I tiu-n in oa 

" O blame not the bard !" Boine folks will no doubt c 
claim, anJ peHia]i9 think that 1 have been nver-miwn < 
Tommy, in my vmdicatiDn of O'B. ; I can only aay, that 
the poet o/all eircU» and Che idol of h'u own, na luion u tl 
{losthumoua rebuke ahull meet bin eye. begiuH to rrpeut hi 
of his B-icked attack on my young friend, and, turning ' ' 
from his evil waya. betakes him to his proper trade of bd 
mnking, then shall he experience the comfort of living 
j>eai!e with all mankind, aad old Prout's blewiug ahslt I 
as a precious ointment on his head. In that cootingen 
if (a« I understand it to be bis intention) ho shdhld hai 
ti» publish a/VctA number of hia " Melodies," may it Iw 
nrntly successful ; and m»y Power of tb« Strand, by 
mure eterliug sounds than the echoes of fame, be 
of the power of eong — 

My bumble patroiuge, it iei true, cannot do much fur him i| 
fiuLionable oircJoH ; fur 1 never mixed much ia the I 


mrnlt ^nt Irxstiu Ireland) during my life-time, and can lie of 
a •ervu-e of course when I'm dead; nor will hia "Melodiea," 
fear, tliciagh well adapted to mortal piano-fortes, answer 

Surposeo of that (.t^li^gtial eLoir in which I shall then be 
Bcure but eheerftil yoc.iliat. But aa I have touched 
D thia grave topic of mortality, let Moore recollect that his 
Mirae here below, however harmonious in the abstract, 
iu»t bate a Snale ; and at his last liour let him not treasure 
p for himself tha unpleasant retrospect of young genius 
ipped in the bud by the frost of bis criticism, or glad en- 
busissni's early promise damped by inconsiderate sneers, 
t'Briern'a book can, and will, no doubt, afford much matter 
r witticism and merriment to the superficial, the unthink- 
g, and the profaue; but to the eye of candour it ought to 
iTe pfL-Beuled a page richly fraught with wondrous research 
'fMolent with all the perfumes of ilindostan; its leaves, 
thvy fnilod to convince, should, like those of the myate- 
lOfl iohu, have inculcated eilenre ; and if the finger of me- 
on did not rest on every line, and pause on every pe- 
id, thf volume, at least, eliould not be indicated to the 
Igar by the linger of ai^om. Even grajiting that there 
jit in the book some errors of fancy, of judgment, or of 
hich of us is without reproach in our juneniU produc- 
na r and though I myself am old, I am the more inclined 
(orjritc the iuaccurwuea of youlh. Again, when all is 
rk. «bit would object tu a ray of light, merely because ot 
f fjutlty or flickering medium by which it is transmitted? 
td if llin« round towers have been hitherto a dark puzzle 
tl ft oijstpry, must we scare away O'Brien because Tie «p- 
MCJicti witb n rude and unpoliahed but aerviceable lantern ? 
i; forbid it, Diogenes; and tliough Tommy may attempt 
pBt his citingiiisher on the tomtrt and their historian, 
sn is cnoagb of good sense in the British public to make 
nntun cauw.' with O'Brien the enlighteoer. Moore should 
MUect. that knowledge conveyed in any shape will ever 
d a welcome among us ; and th&t, as he himself beautifully 
aerrra in his " Loves of the Augels"— 

I rill, 

g Bunshiiie etill." 

my Dwi) part, I protest to Heaven, that were I, while 


wandering in a gloomy foreat, to meet ou my dreary p 
the Bmall, fnint, glimmering light even of a gloiv-noiiB 
should aliudder at tbe thought of crusbing with my fuut h 
dim speek of brilliancy -, and were it only for its Delng i^ 
to brighter raya, hoDouriog it for its relationship to i 
stars, 1 woiild not harm the little lamplighter «a I paa 
along in the woodland shade. << 

If Tommy is rabidly bent on satire, why does he not f 
foul of Doctor Lardner, who has got the clumsy machinl 
of a whole Cyclopiedia at work, grinding that nonstl 
which he calls " Usefiil Knowledge ?" Let the poet mrf 
his Pegasus, or his Boainonte, and go tilt a lance a 
the doctor's windmill. It was unworthy of him to ti 
O'Brien, after the intimacy of private coireapondeuee; i 
if he was inclined for battle, he might hare found a seeOH 
foe. Surely my young friend was not the quarry on « 
the vulture should delight to pounce, when there w 
many literary reptiles to tempt Iiis beak and glut bie n 
Heaven knows, there is fair game and plentiful carrion 
the plains of Bceotia. In the poet's picture of tbe puiwf 
if a royal bird, we find such sporta aQuded ti 

[^Xet Sfoore, then, vent his indignation aud satiate hi* n 
city on the proper objects of a volatile of prey ; but hej 
find in his own province of imaginative poetry a ' ' 
dement, a purer atmosphere, for his winged en 
Long, long may we behold the gorgeous bird soaring thr 
the regions of inspiration, distinguished in his Idtier H 
bis gentler flights, aud combining, bv a singular mindji 
ornithology, the voice of the turtle-dove, the eagle's ejBij 

—wing, with the plumage of tbe " bird of Paradise." ' 

MZM.— On the 28th of June. 1835, died, at the 

Banwell, "Henry O'Brien, author of thu Round TotM 

Wlrtland.'" His portrait was hung up in the galler 

vXegina on the lat of August following ; and the fimctit^ 

fcwho eihibits the "Literary Cbontctera" dwelt t' 

nesHi o'BBiEir. 

** Au tuDquet do ta via, inrortim^ cOnrlTe, 
J"»ppaniB un jour, at je meurs : 
Je niBim, ct eur In touibe o^ jiniue eacor, j'u 
Xul no Tiendra Yuraor de« pjcuri." 


n thr titlige gntvitjard of Honvell (wl nil. at urie lapiiltw) ileepl 

«nic>>ul of jniidor skett'li, and tiie rude forefnthcra or the Smcii'. 

_ a oonneulHl lo reuoiro among tbeai the claf of ■ Milcsion 

Hut " originttl" w»» no •Irnneer to us. Some lime bsck wo 

'leTin^ tJiBt the oil in his flickering lamp of life woiitd soon 

U, we irere not jirep&red to liear of his light beiii); thus 

5 lUliiguithed. " One mom ws missed him" from the occua- 

ublii at the library of the British Mtweuni, where the pnge of 

afttiquitj imited liia peitual ; " another oune— nor yet " wu he to bg 

•ean bcliind the pile of "Asiatic ItoMBioheB," poring over his fatounte 

. Ucro^lus, or deep in the Zendareeta. "The next" brought tidings 

^ofhi» death. 

His book on "the Boond Towers" hu thrown more li^ht on the cerlj 

ImUirj of Ireland, and on the fi'ecnuuonrj of these gigantic puiilea, 

than will ercr shiiie from the cracked pitdiers of the "BjjjsI Iriiih 

tdmj," or the brthing candle of Tooimj Moure, And it was quite 

(iral that he ihonld bkyg received &om tbem, during hia lifeliiue, 

,_.h Iflkeos of mahgnant hoatilitja* might Bufflcimtlj '' tell how ihey 

^ hatttt hi* bmna." The " Bojiil Irish" twaddlers must surelj feci 

e Mtnpunction cow, whea thejr Look back on their palirj tmni- 

M in the matter of the " priie-eaaaj ;" and though wb do not cx- 

h from "Tom Brown the younger," or "Tom tittle," (he 

' (undiy Tomfudgeriea and Tomfooleries, atill it would not 

la if be now felt the neceeailj- of atooiog for Ilia individual 

uliut bf doing appropriate peunce in a while sheet, or a " blue 

1 jallow*' blanket, when next he walks abroad in that rii;kel; go- 

Ewt of driTeUing dotage, the " Bdinbtirgh Srview." 

V Wliila Cicero was qumtor in Sicil;, ho diseovered in the suburbs of 

y BpVfuae the neelecled grare of ArcluEnedea, from the circumalance of 

ft q^mbolioal ejlinder indicatiDg the pursuits and favourite theurica of 

Um tUoMrioiii dead. Orest was bia joy at the reoognition. No embhmi 

will nurk the sequeatered spot nhere lies the (Edipus of llie Bound 

Imitr liddlo — no hierogljphu!, 

" Save daisies on I he mould. 
Where children tpall, athwart the cburclijard gate, 
Hit nanie and hfe's brief date." 

r arthitcclural i7lindersi and each, through Ihoi 
that face the cardinal points, nroclaims to the fou 
ti, trumjiet-longued, lh« name ol him who solved tli 


problem of 8000 jean, and who firat diadoaed the drill of thi 
ereotione ! 

Fame, in the Latin poefs celebrated peraonification, ia deaciibed 

" Sublimi cnlmine tecti, 
Turribua aut altia." 

That of 0*B. LB pre-eminentlj so circumatanced. From these pros 
pinnacles nothing can dislodge his renown. Moore, in the recent pidii 
compilation meant for ** a historj," talka of these monuments at ban 
so many " astronomical indexes." He might aa well have said the 
were tubes for the purposes of gastronomy. *Tis plain he knew si littJ 
about their origin as he may be suppos^ to know of the "Hsngioj 
Tower of Pisa," or the " Torre degU Asinelli," or how the nose of th 
beloTed resembled tbfe tower of Damascus. 

Concerning the subject of this memoir, suffice it to add that be wa 
bom in the kingdom of lyoragh, graduated in T.C.D. (haTing beei 
classically " brought up at the feet of " the Ber. Charles Boyton) ; toe 
fell a victim here to the intense ardour with which he pursued the toti 
quarian researches that he lored. 

" Eerria me genuit ; studia, heu ! rapu^re ; tenet nunc 
Anglia : sed patriam turrigeram oecinL" 

Mf^eni Street, Auguui 1, 1835. 

No. VI. 


dTrom ti)e 9rottt 9apers(. 

" Alii spem gentis adidtos 
£ducunt foetus : alii purissima mella 
Stipant, et liquido distendunt nectare cellas." 

ViRa. Georgic IV. 

" Through floweir paths 

Skilled to guide youth, in haunts where learning dwells. 

They filled with noney*d lore their cloistered cells.*' 


The massacre this month by a brutal populace in Madrid 
of fourteen Jesuits, in the hall of their . college of 8t 


idnro, hfts dmwn somewhnt of notice, if not of sympathy, 
■thia siBgiikr order of liteniti, wlioru we uevt-r fuil, for 
8 laat three hundred yean, to &nd mi»e J up with every 
Eitiral diffturbnnu?. Th«re ia a certain ept-fies of bird 
a known to omithologista, but better still to inariTierB, 
uh in Hure to make itd appoarance itt etormy weather — bo 
WauUy indeed, as to induce HiDong tlie sailors (durum 
Im) a belief that it is l/ir /mcl that has raised the tem- 
It. Laaving this knotty point to be settled by Dr. 
tixter in hia " CycJopKdia," at the artii^le of " Mother 
tej'a chickens." we cnunot help observing, meantime. 
It Bnee the days of the French League under Henri 
it, to the late final eipulsiou of the branche omfe (nn 
fet vliich has marked the corameacenient of Ueoina's 
Inrion to the throne of literature), as well ia the revo* 
imi of Portugal as in the vidBsitudes of Veniee. in the 
■Mitioii of the edict of Nants, in the eipuUiou of James 
tin the severance of the Low Countries from Spain, in 
tinnsion of Africa by Dou 8ebnstian, in the Scutch re- 
Kon of '45, in the conquest of China by the Tartars, in 
t^ Irish rebellions, from Father Salmeron in 1661, and 
Bier An-her (for whom sec " Facala Hibernia"), to that 
Mjnwus Jesuit who (according to Sir Hareourt Lees] 
m fAc hottte at the Lord Lieutenant in the Dubliu 
Mtre some years ago, — there is always one of this ill- 
M moety found in the thick of the confusiou — 

"And whether for good, or wholhar for iU, 

Kat *CiU to the house of Amundeville 
He ubidrlh night uid ds; ) 

Wlum an hnr i* bom, lii- » heard to mourn, 

And wbfin ought » to befnll 
Thiit HDcient line, in (he pile mamikme 
He wslki from hull lo li&U." 

BnwBver. notwithstanding the various and manifold com- 
botit which these Jesuits have confessedly kicked up in 
[longdoms of Europe and the commonwealth of Christen- 
k Ve, Oliteb Yorkb, must admit that they have not 
■rod ill of the Jiepablic p/ Lttlert ; and therefore du we 


decidedly set our face agatnet tbe Madrid process of knock* 
ing out their braina ; for, in our view of tilings, the pi"i^ 
gliind and the cerebellum are not kept io such a high gtltfl 
of cultivation in Spain as to render euperfluous a itv col- 
leges and professors of the literal htimaniortt. George Kiupp, 
tbo vigilant mayor of Cork, was, no doubt, greatlj to be 
■ applauded for demolishing with hJa civic club the mud do^ 
which invested his native town; and he vr.'iuld baievoB 
immortal laurels if he had furthermore cleared that beautifiil 
city of the idlers, gossips, and cynics, who therein abound;' 
but it was a great mistAe of the Madrid folks to apply the 
club to the learned skulls of the few literati they posaeued. 
We are inclined to think (though full of respect for Kobeti 
Bouthey's opinion) that, after oil, Boderick was not the IhI 
of the Oaths in Spain. 

When the Cossacks got into Paris in 1814, their tiret ei 
ploit was to eat up all the tallow candles of the conquert 
metropolis, and to driok the train oil out of the lamps, I 
as to leave the "Boulevards" in Cimmerian darkness. B 
murdering the schoolmasters, it would seem that the pari, 
sane of Queen Christina would have no great objection I 
a similar municipal arrangement for Madrid. But all th 
is a matter of national taste ; and aa our gracious Bsoncik. 
no party to " the quadruple alliance," ehe has detenniaed I 
adhere to her fixea system of non-intervention. 

Meantime the public will peruse with some curioeitf 

[laper from Father Prout, concerning his old mutera ; 
iterature. "We suspect that on this occasion sentimenf 
gratitude has begotten a sort of " drop serene" in hia e] 
for he only winks at the rogueries of tne Jesuits ; nor do 
he redden for them the gridiron on which he gently rcw 
Dr. Lerdner and Tom JSIoore. But the great merit of li 
essay is, that the composer evidently had opportunities of 
thorough knowledge of his subject — a matter of rare occit 
renee, and therefore quit-e refreshing. He appears, indee 
to be fully aware of his vantage-ground : hence the tone < 
confidence, and the firm, unhesitating tenour of his bbbgi 
tions. This is what we like to see. A chancellor of Knglaa 
who rarely got drunk. Sir Thomas More, has left this bit 4 
advice to folks in general : 


mix men altoaei 

anDt^tc facnliU, 

liimi anB mo 

B Blmpl. Vitrc 

Ltiai 111 bcsi tor s amn 

Bbanll) not go small 



fcl 10 .ppll? 

noi Bu^l)! a piDIilac 

IB It)< baftinns ^c lan, 

bciomt a miGtilac 

inD tn no Ueii 

in i^talsgtc * 

» tnitipiiH 

.rting on this principle, how gladly would we open our 
duinns to a treat j»e by our particular friend, Marie Taglioni, 
1 the philosophy of kopi! — how cheeri'uliy would we wel- 
ime an essay on heavy mel from the pen of Dr. Wade, or 
■ Jack Reeve, or any other Himilarly qualified Chevalier 
I Halte I We abould not object to a tract on gin from 
liarley Pearson ; nor would we eiclude Lord Althorp's 
lick notions on " Jtttmrnery," or Lord Brougham's XXX. 

I that mild alcohol which, for the soke of 

peace a 

ietnesR, we shall call " lea." "Who would not listen v, 

ition to Irving on a matter of " unknown tongnes," or 
J'Brien on "Round Towers?" Verily it belongeth to 
Benjamin Franklin to write scientifically on the paralon- 
•: and his contemporary, Talleyrand, has a paramount 
m to lecture on the weather-eoek. 

La qui acribitit aiquun 

Turning {inaUy to thee, O Front ! truly great waa thy 
re of frolic, but etill more remarkable thy wisdom. Thou 
■rt a moat rare combination of Socrates and Sani^ho Panza, 
Scnrron and the venerable Bede ! What would we not 
Tc given to have cracked a bottle with thee in thy hut on 
'atergrasshill, partaking of thy hospitable "herring," and 
ibibing thv deep flood of knowledge with the plenitude of 
J " Medoc r" Nothing gloomy, narrow, or pharisaical, 
'er entered into thy composition — " In wit, a man ; sini- 
licity, a child." The wrinkled brow of antiquity softened 
'o smiles for thee ; and the Muses must have marked tiiee 

• S«e this BicaUent didsctic poem printed at lengtli i 

-■ e I<> Dr. Johnson's Dictionary. It is enHtled, " 

8«fjeuit would Icam to plav j' Frerc ; hy Maiati-T 

rrrie Jent, 


in thy cradle for their own. Such is the perfume Cr 
breathes from thy chest of posthumous elucubrations, <^< 
yeying a sweet uragrance to the keen nostrils of criticm^J 
and recalling the funeral oration of the old woman in "Plu 
drus oyer her emptied flagon — 

** O suayifl anima ! quale te dicam bonnm 
Anteh^ fuisse, iales cbm. sint reliquue." 


JRegent Street, 1st Sept, 1834. 

WateryrasahUl^ Dee, 1883. 

About the middle of the sixteenth century, ai^er the 
dgorous arm of an Augustinian monk had sounded on the 
banks of the Rhine that loud tocsin of reform that found 
«uch responsive echo among the Gothic steeples of Germany, 
ihere arose in southern Europe, as if to meet tlie exigency 
of the time, a body of popish men, who have been called 
(assuredly by no friendly nomenclator) the Janissaries of 
the Vatican. Professor Robertson, in his admirable " His- 
tory of Charles V.," introduces a special episode concerning 
the said '* janissaries ;" and, sinking for a time the affairs of 
the belligerent continent, turns his grave attention to the 
operations of the children of Loyola. The essay forms an 
agreeable interlude in the melodrama of contemporary war- 
fare, and is exquisitely adapted to the purpose of the pro- 
fessor ; whose object was, I presume, to furnish his reaaers 
with a light divertimento. For surely and soberly (pace 
ianti viri dixerini) he did not expect that his theories on the 
origin, development, and mysterious organisation of that 
celebrated society, would pass current with any save the 
uninitiated and the profane ; nor did he ever contemplate 
the adoption of his speculations by any but the careless and 
unreflecting portion of mankind. It was a capital peg on 
which to hang the flimsy mantle of a superficial philosophy ; 
it was a pleasant race-ground over which to canter on the 
gentle back of a metaphysical hobby-horse : but what could 
a Presbyterian of Edinburgh, even though a pillar of the 
kirk, know about the inmost and most recondite workings 


Catholic freemuoiir}- ? What could he tell of Jerusalem, 
' beiDj; a Sainarititu? Tnily, frieiid Bobcrtson. Fatlier 
•out would have takea tbe liberty, had he been in the hia- 
riaJ workdhop wliere tliou didat iiiditu that ilk, of acting 

' ■" " part of ■' CjEtliiua" in the eclogue ; 

Imdnttil, 'PBiturom, Tityrp, pingues 
Drtvt uTitf, diiluctum diwre c»rmim.' " 

What could have poeisessed the professor ? Did he ever 
B through the course of " sj/iritval exercises ?" Did he e?er 
it a twck of tmlt nitb Loyola's intellectual and highly 
[veipluml sons ? " liud he ever manifealed hit conseienee f" 
Md his venturouB foot ever cross the threshold of the Jesui- 
ial aaiictuvy f Was hi; deeply versed in the " ratio 
tudiomm." Had his car ever d rank the mystic whisperinga 
r the mtmila lecrela .' No ! Tlien why the deuce did he 
1 down to writt^ about the Jesuits? Had he not the 
It of India at his serviueP Could he not take up 
10 denuhee of Peraia t or the bonKca of Japan ? or the 
hutrious brotherliood of Boheuiiao gipsies F or the " ancient 
rderof Druids?" or all of them together? But, in the 
Une of Comeliiis k Lapide, whjr did he undertake to ^^lite 
Itout the Ji^suils'r' 

I am the more surprised at tfae learned historian's thua 
MJalging in the Homeric luxury of a transient UHp, as he 
tnrraJly in broad awuke, and ecaus with scrutinising eye 
w duingi of his fi-llow-nien tlirough several centuries of 
lUreat. Tu talk about niatlere of which he must necessa- 
ly be ignorant, never occurs (eicept in this case) to hia 
nprrhGnsive habit of thought: and it was reserved for 
>df-m days to product- that school of writers who indus- 
laly employ their peua on topics the most exalted above 
r Huge of miiid, and the least adapted to tljoir powera 
r illustration, Tlie more ignorance, the more audacity. 
Prince I'nckitT Mufknw" and "Lady Morgan" furnish 
m bnui idial of this class ofscnbblers. Let them get but 
I a p«)cp at the "toe of Hercules," and they will produce 
fortiiwilb an accurate mcEzotiuto drawing of his entire 
et a footing in nnv country in the 
intv-fuur houra, aua their volume of 


" France," " England," " Italy," or " Belgium" is ready fof 
the press. 

'* Oh give but a glance^ let a rista but gleam, 
Of any given country^ and mark how they'll feel!'* 

It is not necessary that they should know the commop 
idiom of the natives, or even their own language grammati- 
cally ; for Lady Morgan (aforesaid) stands convicted, in her 
printed rhapsodies, of being very little acquainted with 
fVench, and not at all with Italian : while her EnglUk^ oi 
which every one can judge, is poor enough. The Auatnai* 
authorities shut the gates of Germany against her impo0^ 
tures, not relishing the idea of such audacious humbug : io 
truth, what could she have done at Vienna, not knowiag 
German ; though perhaps her obstetric spouse, Sir Charles* 
can play on the German flute ? 

*' Laseiami por* nella terra 11 piede 
E vider' questi inconosciuti lidi, 
Yider' le gente, e il colto di lor fede, 
E tutto quello onde uom aaggio m* inridi, 
Quando mi gioverik murrare altrui 
Le noTitIi vedute, e dire, ' io/ui /* " 

Tasso, Oerus. Lib. cant. 15, at 88. 

There is in the county of Kildare a veritable Jesuits 
college (of whose existenfce Sir Harcourt Lees is well safci^^ 
fied, having often denounced it) : it is called " Clongowc^ 
Wood;" and even the sacred " Groves of Blarney" do n<p* 
80 well deserve the honours of a pilgrimage as this haunt o* 
classic leisure and studious retirement. Now Lady Morgan 
wanted to explore the learned cave of thes6 literary ccbhO' 
bites, and no doubt would have written a book, entitled 
** Jesuitism in all its Branches," on her return to Dublin ; 
but the sons of Loyola smelt a rat, and acted on the prin- 
ciple inculcated in the legend of St. Senanus (Colgan. Acto 
SS. Hyb.) : 

** Quid foDminiB 
Commune eet cum monachis ? 
Nee te neo ullam aliam 
Admittamus in insulam." 

For which Front's blessing on 'em ! Amen. 

In glaring contrast and striking opposition to this systen 
o/* forwardness and ef&ontery practised by the "lady" ^ 


the'' prince." stands tlie exenipkry conduct of Denny Mul- 
liiu. Denny ia a patriot and a breeches -maker in the town 
lif Cork, the oracle of the " Chamber of Commerce," and 
lixikwl np to with great reverence by the radieala and lant 
nliAtu who Bwarm in tliat beautiful cit^. The excellence 
"f his leather biuiting unmentionablea ib admitted by the 
Mm room foi-himters; wliile his leather gaiters and his other 
''rtft sre approved -of by John Cotter of the branch bank 
"f Ireland. But this is a mere parenthesis. Now when the 
Wysin the Morea were kicking againet the Sublime Porte, 
lo the great delitrht of .Toe Hume and other Corinthians, 
"pwid political dinner occurred in the beautiful capita! of 
KiMter i at which, after the usual flummery about Hara- 
UiOB and tlie Peloponnesus, the health of Prince Ypsilanti 
md "Success to the Greeks" was given from the chair. 
^ere was a general call for Mullius to speak on this toast ; 
toough why A* should be selected none could tell, unless for 
tw fwiou which caused the Athenians to banisb Aristides, 
"I. tJB being " too honest." Denny rose and rebuked their 
"•egery by protesting, that, " though he was a plain man, 
"^tould always give a reason for what lie was about. As 
'H the modem Greeks, he would think twice before be either 
*"««) them or refused thera credit. He knew little about 
""iir forefathers, except what be had read in an author 
*lJed Pope's ' Homer,' who says they were ' well-guitered ;' 
^ he had learned to respect tktm. But latterly, to call a 
Hun a ■ Greek" was, in hia experience of the world, as bad 
*» to call him ^ajtmit;' though, in both cases, few people 
nil ever any personal knowledge of a real Jesuit or a lond 
Grecian." Such was the wisdom of the Aristides of 

Nfverthelesi, it is not my intention to enter on the de- 
Ltahle ground of " the order's" moral or political character. 
(cruLti, the secretary of Mirabeau {whose funeral oration 
e was chosen to pronounce in the churcb of St. Eustache, 
April 4. 1791), has written most eloquently on that topic ; 
ntd in the whole range of French polemics I know nothing 
10 full of manly lo^c and cenuine energy of Bt)-le as his 
vlebrated "Apologie des JcBuites," (Svo. Soleure. 1778). 
[e afterwardH conducted, with Babaud St-. Etienne, that 
irbnind newspaper, "La FeoUle Viilageoiae," in »\i\c\i 


TAinEE psoVt'b BEi.iqrr.s. 

there was rpd-hot enthueinem enoogli to get all tb« rtuHrmum 
roimd PnriB burnt : but the work of his joutli n-iuaiiia mn 
impiiriBhable perform ance. My object is Bunjily lu coiuitlpr 
"tlie JeBHita" in connexion with litrrature. Nonr vuuld 
1)C tncre opposed than 1 to the introducliuii nf piil(*mic* into 
1 )ie domaiu of the " /lellei Irttret,'" ur to let angry tliaputatton 
lind its way into the peaceful rale of Tenipii, 
"Pour phangep t 

Tlie precincts of FamBBBUB form a " city of refuge,' 
where political and religious dilferencfs can Iiuti? no acc«M, 
where the aapxj passionB Bubside, and the wicked iviuw frun 
troubling. Wnerefore to the devil, its inventor, 1 bei^nnUli 
the Qunpowder Plot ; and I ahall not attempt to nike up the 
bonee ot Guy Fnux, or disturb the ashen of Doctor 'I'ltoa : — 
not that Titus, " the deliRht of the human rnce," who ron- 
Bidercd a day as Umt when not sigiialiBed by nuine fieop* 
fa4:tion ; but Titus Oates, who could not nW\i quiet en 
bis pillow at night iinleaB lie hail banged a JtiiuiL in thm 

I have often in the course of these pnpers intrnducod i)ui>> 
tations from the works of the Jevuit Gressct, the kind mkI 
enlightened friend of my early years ; anil to that pure IbuiK 
tain of the most limpid poetry of France 1 shall ag»iti hvn 
occasion to return : but nothing more evinces the sterling 
cicellenee of this illuBtrioue poefa mind Ihnn his coudod 
towards the " order," of which he hlVd heca an nrnaoMinl 
until niBtters connected with the press caused his withdrawal 
from that Bociety. His " Adieux aux Ji^uiles" am au re. 
cord, and deserve the adniimtion which they cicited at thst 
period. A single passage will ludicutc the spirit of tkn. 
celobrRt«d composition: 

" Jb doii lou* me* regret* aux riifn i]urj( quiUnI 
J'rn perAt atve doiileur I'pnlrelirn TcKumiX | 

El li daiu Imn fo^en d^muii jo n'lwbrte, 
Mou cour tu lurTit oupr^ d'eui. 

C»r at 1h emu point IcU que I* main dc Ton 
La {wiiit k df jcul pr^Toiu* : 

"' " oiinife que >ur m qu'on paUl* 







e liore's b heartfelt 6re*ell ! 


bl«ring » 

lliin tLeir loved olois 




lUT devMt 

■ O'ecUalK Bhali dine 



Full glodlv I miied Ib»r bleated <nivl» 


! I>*ed not 

Che >vhia|>cr of Eniy' 



uu list hut 

o her, f ou muet kuow Uieiii 

but U 

But to come at oDCo to the pith and subBtaace of the 

ivwa^ut iin|uify. viz, the influeuce of the Jesuits on the 

\etle* Mlrt», It ia oDe of the «trikiDg facts ue meet with 

'a tracing ihe history of this " onler,'' aud which D'Israeli 

itBT do well to insert m the next edition of hia " Curiosities 

f Iiittrmturc," that the founder of the most learned, and 

tj far Ibd luuHt distiuguished literary corporation that ever 

iroae io the world, «a» an o/d mldier who took Ujp hia " Latin 

3nmmar'' when post the age of thirty; at which time of 

ife Don Ignacio de LoyoU had hia leg shattered by an 

IB-ponnder, while defending the citadel of Pompeluaa against 

be Freneh, llie knowleclge of this interesting truth inay 

iBCoaragc tlie great captain of the age, whom 1 do not yet 

teuMJi' of behuldiug in a new capacity, coTering his laurelled 

iroir with a doctor's cap. and fifling tlie chancellur'e chair to 

b« great joy of the public and the special delight of Oxford. 

[ hate lera more improbable events than tliis take place in 

J flxperit.'ni^e of the world. Be that ea it may, tliia lieu- 

uant iu the Ca^adorea of bis imperial majesty Charles V., 

called into existence by the vigour of his mind a race of 

highly educated followers. He was the parent-stock (or, if 

you will, the primitive block) from which so many illustrious 

clnp«wer« bevoi during theXVIIth century. If he had 

^^"t intcllw^t for his own portion, he most undeniably created 

nmuiid liim : hu gathered to his standard men of genius 

d ardent spiritH ; he knew how to turn their talents to the 

"■, advantage (no ordiuary knowledge), and, like Archi* 

'~t at Syracuee, by tlie juxtaposition of reflectors, and 

ulful combination of mirrora, so aa to converge into a 

:• Mai coiicentmte the borrowed rays of the sun, he cou' 

rd to damage the enemy's fleet and fire the galleys of 

IfareelluH. Other founders of monastic orders enlisted the 

•, the outward senses, and not unfrequently the 

Q of mankind : their appeal was to that love for the 

u inherent to the human breast^ aud that latent 


F&TUEB ptEOrt's UtLIttUEI. 

pride wbinli lurked lone ago under tlie torn blanket iif Dia 
genes. aaA whicb would have tempted Aleiaodcrr In art ti| 
a rival tub. But Loyola's quarry was the cuttieat^ mimii 
and he Bcomed to work hts purpose by any meaner instriw 
mentality. When io the romantic hennitage of our Lodv 
of Montserrat he suspended for ever over tbe altw bis ho! 
met and hia sword, and in the spirit of most eialted cbiraJr 
resolved to devote himself to holier pursuita — one eogw 
glance at the state of Europe, iuat fresh from the peviral o' 
letters under Leo X., taught Dim Low and with n 
pons to encounter the rebel Augusttnian monk, and ebedc 
the progress of disaffection. A abort poem by an o?d adooL- 
fellow of mine, who entered the order in 17M, and di«d i 
miscionary in Cochin China, maj' illuatrate thesu views. Tba 
lAtin shows excellent scholarship ; and my attempt at traa^s 
lation coo give but a feeble idea of the original.* 


Ih Maria Sacfllo, 1522. 


Mile* r»igno. He aora buc- 

Mv noD profiini t«»er<i pt^lH 

]}epoecit i et sscnu secutus 

Aiupibio iDcUors portM, 

Voa inderonu tmufuga, florin 

Simii relivtii. nil cupientium 

Duocedo (MUtrip, jam futunu 

SpUndidior tine elude victor. 

Son (gn<i(io loyola't Tigit 

Intki Chtpflof-mr Udt/ef Ma^tmmt. 

When at thy ihrinc!. moitltnl; mail]! 
' The Spaniard hung hit toUto blada. 

And bsPMl hia liiJiiud brow — 
L Not that lie reared ■rar'* viaag* 
I Or Ihat the balllp-fieLd for bim 

Und BUght Ui daunt, I Innv i 

"OtoTj!" ha cried, "with tin 

Fama ! thv bright thfatna I *luaR, 

To tread frnh palliiraT) no* i 
To trnck thy fool*iep«, I^iour t>adl 
With Ihrabbiag hrarl, irilh fcal «•• 

Sann) catenia moK^lcit llirono, 
Bl eunota t^mirum »ubautn 
Curda Deo daro geacit ardor : 

With II 

Hear and record m.'j n 

Yea, Thou thalt r«iga ! Chaintd 

th^ thrune, 
The mind of man thj »ra; thall ow^ 

Auil Ui iu conqueror bow, 
Oeniiu hii Ijre to Thoe (ball lift. 
And intcUcvl ila i^ioirnl inft 

Proudly on Th>« boatow." 

• Liku niobt ulhcf "origiiial»,'' tlii» ia Pmul 


I VnMdiltnigvanjsftnlbiuamulia Straight on the marble floor he knelt, 

L Xk9pntUkn(£> «temer« ; Hdmagu And in Ilia brciiiC ciultiiig Tdt 
I XilfuU Imllieri triumplion A Tivid fumwo elow ; 

OrbeiiuTg repsrabit lUtor!" Fnrlh to hrs liuk the giant tytd, 

^ Eurth shook Bbrood bcnesih hii tresd, 
■ Xblliugigiiiitia aentit iter: ijiniil And idaU irere IsiJ low. 

Chruti triumjili: 

iW Inedioa ttuitare Ouigc 

V hemisplier 
Hhonc m the aiure sky i 
And, ttom the isles of far Japan 
To tlie bruid Andca, won d'ht mui 
A bloodieii victorf ! 

Professor BobertsoD gravely opines tbnt Ignatiua was a 
tt)«re funadc, wlio never contemplated the subsequent gioriea 
•*f hii order ; and that, were be to have revisited tbe earth 
* wnturj' alter bis deeeaae, when his institute was making 
*ach « Qciige in the world, be would have started back, 

" Scared at the sound himaelf bad nude." 

■**»er dill the historian adopt a more egregious blunder. 
'Aid lie had leisure or patience to con over the original code, 
**fei IssTiTOTViit Soc. Jest, he would have tbiind in 
**tfj pnragrapb of that profound and crafty volume the 
SwjBi of wondrotia future development ; he would have dis- 
J^fred the long-hidden but most precii>u8 "soul of the 
'ii*ntiate Garriaa" under the inspection that adorns the 
tillp-jiage. Yes. the mind of Loyola lies embalmed in the 
Wes of that mystic tome; and the ark of cedar-wood, 
Wne by the cliildren of Israel along tbe sands of the 
•It^crt, was not more essential to their happy progress unto 
tie Wd of promise than that grand depository of the 
founder's wisdom was to the marcli of intellect among the 

Brfore bis death, this old veteran of Charles V., this il- 
iitt^nit« lieutenant, this crippled bpaniard from the "im- 
minent and deadly breach" of Fampeluna (for he too waa 
Imoc. like Tyrta:us. Talleymnd, Lord Byron, Sir W. Scott, 
L-, uid App'iiis C/om/iiii), had the satiafatlioii t^t 

176 FiTDEB pbout'b rei.iqfes. 

counting twelve "nrovitiMs" of his order ««tabliahu4 a, 
Europe, Asia, BrnxilB, and Ethiopia. The nifRibrrH of ita 
society amounted at tliat epoch {3lst July, 1536), nitfieB 
years after its foundation, to seven tliousaud educaUMl mt.-a. 
Upwards of one himdred colleges had been opened. Xaritf 
hiul blown the trumpet of the Gospel over India -, BobadilW 
had made a noise in Germuu}' ; tinspar Kunes had gontf 
Egypt; AliihoiiBO Sulmeron to Ireland. Mpoutime tb» 
'boola of the nuw professars were attraeting. in ever; put 
of eager pnpils : industry and teti ' 
'sible progntm of nli 

of Europe, 

reaping their best reward 

as well as literature : 

" Ferret opui, redolentqiw 
At the suppression of the 

10 thjmo fngmntia met 
', it numbereil within ■ fno- 
tion of tw-enty thousand well-trained, well discijilined. 
well- taught members. 

There is an instinct in gr^at minds that tells thorn of ti 
aublime destinies, and gives them secret but certain wan 
of their ultimate grandeur: like Brutus, they have sre 
spirit of prophetic import, whether for gixxl or evil, who 
meet Ihera at Philippi: like Plato, they keep eorreapontk 
with a familiar tai/^w. Iik.e Napoleon, they read tbeir 
ridian glories of successful warfare in the morning niu 
sure as fate, Loyola saw the future laurels of his onW, 
placed full reliance on the anticipated energy of his followen 
yet unborn : the same reliance which that giant ftnwl 
Arabia, the ostrich, must oat«rtaiu, vrlieo, depositing 
monstrous egg on the sand». it departs for i-rur, leariag 
the gtid of day the care of hatching iiiti) life ita 

Industry, untiring ardour, immortal energy wpit> the o, 
racteristica of these learned enthusiasts. .Some dnirod iwi 
the Bctrumiihited rubbish of the friars, their iguonuit f 
ceeaors; and these were tlie pionnrt of literature, 
gave editions of the Fathers or the Classics, hitherto p 

op in the womb of MS,; these were the aeeourAmrt of kai 

ledge. Otiiers, for the usd of schoob, cnrelully fxpurgatod 
the received autliom of antiquity, and supi)»eased ewrj p 
rient passage, performing, in u»Hm Driphini, a very nenfav 
~ > task. I need not sav to what class of opcVatara 

LlTKBATt'llX *Nn Tlli; JESCIT8. 


mrgery Ihriie wnrtby ffttherB belonged. Some wrote "com- 

peuMriea" ou Scripture, which Junius undervalues; but, 

h oil hit acquiromonts, I wgiild sooner take the guidance 

if Coroctius 4 Lapide in mattere of theology. FiuaJIv, some 

note original works ; and the shelves of every Europeou 

jr groan uuder the folios of the Jesuits. 

sre ia not, perliapa, a more instructive and interesting 

:t of inquiry iu the history of the human mind than 

e'origin. progress, and workings of what are called moniu- 

ie uutitutioai. It is a matter on which 1 knve bestowed not 

! thought, and I may one day plunge into the depths 

jereof iu a dpet-ial dissertatiou. But I cannot help advert- 

g here to some causes that raieed the order of the Jesuits 

e (ill the niimerouB and fantastical fraternities to 

icfa the middle ngea had previously giveu birth, Loyola 

w the vile abuses which had crept int-o these institutions, 

I h&d (he sagacity to eschew the blunders of his prede- 

Idleness was the most glaring ei-il under which 

id friars laboured in those days ; and hence inces- 

wity wna the watcbwortl of Am sons. The rules of 

Porders" begot a groTelling and vulgar debasement of 

and were calculated to mar and cripple the energies of 

i», if it ever happened exceptionally to lurk under " the 

ncis or of Dominick :" but all the regulations 

e Jcsuitf had a tenileney to develop the aspirings of 

Btvllrct, and tn ez{miid the scope and widen the career of 

~" J systeni of mendicaney adopted by each holy 

rotherhuod as the ground-work of its operations, did not 

rike I»yola as much calculated to give dignity or manti- 

is to the human character; hence he !eil his elder brethren 

iiiet poHsession of that intereating department. "Whea 

■*, pravinces, or kings founded a Jesuits' college, they 

■ BUre of /netting value in return : hence most of their 

(Ditegiate halja were trulv magnificent, and they ought to 

' i»e been bo, When of old a prince wished to engage Zeno 

I latar to his son, and sought to lower the terms of the 

|>liilo*opMrr by stating, that with such a sum he could pur- 

c)in«e a «!avp, " Do so, by all means, and yon will have a pair 

of them," was the pithy reply of the indignant stoic. 

I do not undervalue the real services of some " iirders" of 
r iitttitutioil. I have visited with feelings of deep 


respect the ^rgeous cradle of the Benedictine institute at 
Monte Cassino ; and no traveller has explored Italy's proud 
monuments of Boman grandeur with more awe than I did 
that splendid creation oi laborious and persevering men. I 
have seen with less pleasure the work of Bruno, ta Grande 
Chartreuse, near Grenoble ; he excluded leamii^ from the 
solitude to which he drew his followers : but I have bailed 
with enthusiasm the sons of Bernard on the Alps ministering 
to the wants of the pilgrim ; and I knew, that while tkeff 
prowled with their mountain-dogs in quest of wayworn tra- 
vellers, their brethren were occupied far off in tlie mines of 
Mexico and Peru, soothing the toils of the encaverriled slate. 
But while I acknowledged these benefactions, I could not 
forget the crowds of lazy drones whom the system has fos- 
tered in Europe : the humorous lines of Berchoux, in bis 
clever poem " La Qastronomie," involuntarily crossed my 

" Oui, j*avaifl un bon oncle en votre ordre, €ievi 
D'un mdrite blatant, gastronome aoheve ; 
SouTent il m*^talait son brillant refectoire, 
Cetait \k du couTent la v^itable gloire ! 
GhuTii des biens exquis qu*enfante I'univen, 
Vins d*un bouquet cdleste, et mets d'un goiit divers ! 

" Cloitres majestueux ! fortunes monast^res ! 
Betraite du repos des Tertus solitaires, 
Jc vous ai Tu tomber, le coeur gros des soupirs ; 
Mais je vous ai gard^ d'^temels souvenirs ! — 
Jc s^ais qu'on a prouve que tous aviez grand tort, 
Mais que ne prouTe-t-on pas quand on est le plus fort f" 

This last verse is not a bad hit in its way. 

But to return to the Jesuits. Their method of study, or 
ratio studiorum, compiled by a select quorum of the ordeTt 
under the guidance of the profound and original Father 
Maldonatus,* totally broke up the old machinery of tbe 
schools, and demolished for ever the monkish fooleries d 
contemporary pedagogues. Before the arrival of the Jesuit! 
in the neld of collegiate exercises, the only skill applauded 
or recognised in that department consisted in a minute and 
servile adherence to the deep-worn tracks left by thepasMge 

* See Bayle's Diet., art. Maldonai. 


of Aristotle's (MimbrouB waggoo over tlie plaine of learning. 
I Tlie well-known fable of Gay, concerning 
^L ** A OncUn joath of Ulents rare," 

^■^KiiD he describes as excelling in the hippodrome of Athens 
^piv the fidelity with which he could drive his chariot- wheels 
^within nn inch of the exact circle left on the race-couree by 
those who had preceded, wsa the type and model of acho- 
laatic eicvlleoce. The Jesuits, in every university to 
which they could get acceaa, broke new ground. Various 
■nd fierce wcrt' the strugjjles against those invaders of the 
I terntoTj sod privileges of Bteotia; dulnesa opposed his 
pld bulwark, (he vii inerfim, m vain. Indefatigable iu their 
uit, the new professors made incessant inroads into the 
IB of ignorance and sloth ; awfully ludicrous were the 
J convulsions of the old universitarian system, that 
■^tutted like an incubus for so many centuries on 
^rne. Alcaltt, Vidladolid. Padua, Cracow, and Coim- 
^ hxx. But it was in the halls of their own private college* 
that they unfolded all their excellence, and toiled unimpeded 
fur the revival of claaeic studies. " C'oniule tekola* Jetuifa- 
nod," eiclaiins the Lord Chancellor Bacon, who was neither 
k quack nor a swiper. but " spoke the words of sobriety and 
truth." {\iAe Oput dt Dignil. Stirnt. lib. vii.) And Car- 
dinal Richelieu has left on record, in that celebrated docu- 
tiipiil* the "Teslament Politique," part i. chap. 2, sect. 10, his 
admiration of the rivalry in the raw of science which the 
ordi*r created in France. 

Forth from their new college of Lafltehe came their pupil 
Depcarh's, to disturb the existing theories of astronomy and 
metaphysics. and start new and unexampled inquiries. Science 
until then barf wondered a captive iu the labyrinth of the 
acbixtU -, but the Cartesian Dsdalus fashioned wings for 
hiBiM^lf and fur her. and boldly soared among the clouds. 
Tutored in their college of Fayenza (near Rimini), the im- 
mortal Torrindli reQected honour on his intelligent inatruc- 
j- the invention of the barometer, A.n. 1U20. Of the 
of Taaso they may well be proud. Justus Li psi us, 
i in their earliest academies, did good service to the 


cause of criticifim, and cleared off the cobwebs of the com* 
mentators and grammarians. Soon afber, CaBsini roee from 
the benches of their tuition to preside over the newly estab- 
lished Ohservatoire in the metropolis of France ; while the 
illustrious Toumefort issued m)m their halls to carry a 
searching scrutiny into the department of botanical science, 
then in its infancy. The Jesuit Kircher* meantime as- 
tonished his contemporaries by his untiring energy and saga- 
cious mind, equally conspicuous in its most sublime as in its 
trifling efforts, whether he predicted with precision the erup- 
tion of a volcano, or invented that ingenious plaything tbe 
" Magic Lantern." Father Boscovichf shone subsequently 
with equal lustre : and it was a novel scene, in 1759, to find 
a London Eoyal Society preparing to send out a Jesuit to 
observ'e the transit of Venus in California. His panegyric, 
from the pen of the great Lalande, fiUs the Journal det 
Savans, February 1792. To Fathers EiccioH and De Billy 
science is also deeply indebted. 

Forth from their college of Dijon, in Burgundy, came 
Bossuet to rear his mitred front at the court of a despot, and 
to fling the bolts of his tremendous oratory among a crowd 
of elegant voluptuaries. Meantime the tragic muse of Co^ 
neille was cradled in their college of Eouen ; and, imder to 
classic guidance of the fathers who taught at the College ^ 
Clermont f in Paris, Moli^re grew up to be the most exquislta 

* Mundus Subt^rraneus, jinut. 1664, 2 vols. foL Chins lUuitnL, 
ibid. 1667, folio. De Usu Obeliscor. Ronue^ 1666, folio. MuBeumKi^ 
Cher, ibid. 1709, folio. 

t Bom at Bagusa, on the Adriatic ; taught by the Jesuits, in tiitf 
college in that town ; entered the order at the age of sixteen ; was mdI 
to Borne, and forthwith was made professor of mathematics in the A^ 
chigymn. Rom. ; was employed by the papal gOTemment in the measure' 
ment of the arc of meridian, which he traced firom Borne to Biminii 
assisted by an English Jesuit, Mayer ; in 17S0, employed by the repub- 
lic of Lucca in a matter relating to their marshes ; subsequently by tbi 
Emperor of Austria ; and was elected, in 1760, a fellow of the Londoi 
Boyal Society, to whom he dedicated his poem on the " Eclipses," i 
clever manual of astronomy. His grand work on the propertissoi 
matter (Lex Continuitatis) was printeid at Bome, 4to., 1754. We hsTi 
also from his pen, Dioptrics, Vind. 1767 ^ Mathesis UniTersa* Taw^ 
1757 ; Lens et Telescop., Rom. 1755 ; Theoria Philos. Natur., Fsmm^ 
1758. The French goremment invited him to Paris, where he died n 
1792, in the sentimexxtB of un£e\g;aed piety which he erer displayed 



if comic irriten. The \yric poetry of Jean Baptistc EousBeau 

I nurtured bv them iii tlieir follf ge of Louia le Grand. 

Jill in that college the wonciroiu talent of young " I'ran9oi9 

f Arouet"waa also cultivated by these holy men, who little 

^ dtvamt to what purpose the subaequent " Voltaire" would 

^convert his abilities — 

" Son bos qmesitum nDDniu in luut." 

^ntta. ly. 

yOliret, FoBtenelle, CrebiUon, Le Franc de PompigBan — 
here ia warcely a name feuown to literature during the scTen- 
r.toeitth century which does not bear teetiinony to theirprow- 
In in the province of education — no profeesioD for which they 
fill not Mapt their Bcholars. I'or tae bar, they tutored the 
' rioiis Lomotgnon (the Mtecenas of liacine and Buileaa). 
B they wbo taught the vigorous ideaa of D'ArgenBon 
kow to Bhuot ; they who breathed into the young Montep- 
I bis " Esprit ;" tliey who reared tboae ornaments of 
?nch jurisprudence, Kicflai, Moli', Seguier, and Anielot. 
' Their disciples could wield tbe aword. Was the great 
"Toodd deficient in warlike spirit for having studied among 
bem P w-as Marfchal Villara a discreditable pupil P Need I 
pTc the list of their other belligerent scholara ? — De Gram- 
mt, De BoufflerB, De Hohan, De Briasac, De Etrfea, De 

■, De Creqiii, De Lusenibourg, — in France alone. 

Great names these, no doubt ; but lileratare ia the title cf 

' I pR])er, and to that I would principally advert as the 

onrilennd peculiar department of their exeellenee. True, 

e Sodetv devoted itself moat to church hiatory and eecle- 

stioU learuiug, auch being the proper pureuit of a, sacer- 

il body ; and bucccts in this, as in every studv, waited on 

r industry. The nrclioiologiat is familiar witn the worka 

f father PctnriuB, whom Grotius calls hia friend; with the 

J of Fathers Sinnood, BoUand, Hardouin, Labbe, 

oin, and Toiimeinine. The admirer of polemics (if 

e be any each at this time of day) is acquainted with 

ifmin. Mcnoehiiie, SuareK, Tolet, Beean, Sheffmaker, and 

t, tiiough not least) ! Comeliua 4 Lapide, with thee ? 

But in clanii: lore, as well as in legendary, the Jesuits ex- 

nllvil. Who can pretend to the character of a literary man 

t baa not read Tiraboschi and his " Storia della Lettera- 


tura d* Italia/* Bouhours on the " Mannidre de bien penser,** 
Brumoy on the " Th^tre des Q-recs," Yayassonr " de LudicrA 
Dietione," Sapin's poem on the " Art of Gardening** (tbe 
model of those b^ Dr. Darwin and Abb^ Delille), Yamere*fl 
•* Praadium Eusticum," Tursellin " de Particulis Latini Se^- 
monis," and Casimir Sarbievi's Latin Odes, the nearest 
approach to Horace in modem times ? What shall I saj oi 
Por^ (Voltaire's master), of Sanadon, of Desbillons, Sidro- 
nius, Jouvency, and the ''joumalistes de Trevoux?" 

They have won in France, Italy, and Spain, the palm ol 
pulpit eloquence. Lo^ic, reason, wisdom, and piefy, dwelt 
in the soul of Bourddioue, and flowed copiously m>m hiB 
lips. Lingendes, Cheminais, De la Bue,' were at the head 
ot their profession among the French ; while the pathetic 
and unnvalled Segneri took the lead among the eloquent 
orators of Italy. In Spain, a Jesuit has done more to pu- 
rify the pulpit of that &ntastic country than Cervantes to 
clear the brains of its chivalry ; for the comic romance of 
"Fray Gteruudio" (Friar G^erund), by the Jesuit l8la,eX' 
hibiting the ludicrous ranting of the cowled fraternity of 
that day, has had the effect, if not of giving eloquence to 
clods of the valley, at least of putting down absurdity aad 

They wooed and won the muse of history, sacred aod 
profane. Strada* in Flanders, Maffeif at Genoa, Mariaoat 
in Seville. In France, Maimbourg,§ Daniel,|| Boujeant^l 
Charlevoix,** Berruyer,tt D'OrleaiiB,JJ Ducerceau,§§ and 
Du HaldeJl || shed light on the paths of historical mquiiy 
which they severally trod. I purposely omit the ex-Jesuit 

1?hey shone in art as well as in science. Father Pozzi was 

* De Bello Belgico. f Berum Indioar. ffift 

X Histor. di Espana. De Begis Institutione, Toledo, 1599. 

§ Histoire de rArianisme, des loonoclastes, des Croisades, da Gtl* 
rinism, de la Ligue. 

II Hist, de France. De la Milioe Fran^aise. 

% Hist, du Traits de Westphalie. Ame des Bdtee, etc 

** Hist, du Paraguay, du Japon, de St. Domingiie. 

ft Du Peuple de Dieik XX B<^Tolutioiis d*AxigleteKn^ 

§§ Conjuration de Bienxi, &c. &c. 

nil Description GMogr. Histor. Politic, et Physique de la CSuaa 
LsmI. 1742, 2 vols, folio. 


SOB cf R<nrie'« best psintpra. A Jesuit waa employed m the 
dninage of tbo Pontine marHhes; another to devise plana for 
lUttaiuing the dome of St. Peter's, when it threatened to 
criuh iti moBflive supports. In navut laetiea (a siiLject eg- 
tnogwl from sucerdotal researehefl) the ewlieat work on the 
Wntegy proper to ships of tlie line waa written by PiJre le 
Hoile.kiiowu to middies as "the Jesuits' hook," its French 
lilie being " Traits des Evolutions Kavales." The first hint 
mterial navigation came from Padro Laua, in his work de Arte 
fnrfnnao,)lilan. Newton acknowledges bis debt to lather 
Griin»ldi, Je Lumine Coioriin* et Iride, Bononis, 16ti5, for his 
notions on the infleiion of light. TliB best edition of New- 
ton'* Prixcipia was brought out at Geneva, 1739-60, by the 
Jauila LcBiieur and Jaguier, in 3 vols. In their miasiona 
trough Greece, Asia Minor, and the islanda of the Archi- 
P«l»eo, they were the heat antiquaricB, botanists, and mine- 
^dzista. They became watch makers, as well as mands- 
Wa, in China: they were astronomers on the "plateau" 
«f Thibet: they taught husbandry and mechanies in 
uoada: while in their own celebrated and peculiar con- 

rt (eiDce hllen into the hauda of Doctor Fran9ia) on 
_, plaloB of P*KiOCAT, they taught the theory and prac. 
of civil architecture, civil economy, farming, tailoring, 
■11 the trades of civilised life. They played on the 
e and on the But«, to draw the South American Indiana 
the foresta into their riliagea : and the story of Tbebea 
g to the sound of Amphiou's lyre ceased to be a fable. 
e find them in Europe and at the antipodea, in Siam 
U St. Omer'a, in 1540 and in 1830— everywhere the 
■- lAJnh, preached before the Council of Trent in 
Kev. Peter Kenney was admired by the North 
ID Congress not many years ago. TiraDoschi was li. 
of the Brera in 1750 : Ajigelo Mai (es-Jesuit) is 
n of the Vatican in 1S33. By the by, they were 
to capital apothecaries. Who haa not heard of Jesuits' 
yA, Jesuits* dropt, Jesuits' powders, Jesuita' cuphalie 

"QlUftMgio in t«rm noatrj nan pleoa Ubnria?" — jKntid. t. 
lid, alaa I must I add, who has not beard of the cufis and 


Duffetiugs, the kicks and halters, which they hare mrt vith 
in return : 

" QuB caret ora cmore noatro ?" — Bar. lib. iL odo 1. 

For, of course, do Bet of men on the face of God'ii eortli 
have been more abuaed. 'Tia Hie fate of evorv mortal wh» 
raiseB himself by mother-wit above the common kve] i 
fooli aad dunces, to be bated by the whole tribe moat cor. 

" Cril eoini fiilgore suo," &c.—lliir, lib. ij. ep. I. 

The friare were the first to raise a hue and err ■g*"**' 
the Jesuits, with one Melchior Ciuio, a Domiiiicait, for tlirir 
trumpeter. Ignatius h&d been taken up by "tbe liiqui«j< 
tion" three several times. Then came the [fedant* oi tbf 
unirenity at Paris, whom these new professors threw idm 
the shade. The " order" was next at loggerheads with thai 
BuspiciouB f^ag of intriguers, the council aud doge of V^ 
nice ; the Jesuits were eipelled the republic* 1 wipp W— ^ 
were eipelled from France, but thrust out of the door tl 
came back through the window. They eiicount«red, I 
Paul, " stripes, perils, and prisons," iu Poland, in Oermanv^ 
in Portugal, and Hungary. They were hanged by doiena in 
England. Their march for two centuries through Buro|)C 
was odIj to be coin}mred tu the retreat uf the ten DiouaMid 
Greeks under Xenophon. 

A remarkable euergy, a constant discipline, a steady 
perseveranije, and a digniGed self-rt-spect, were their chw 
teristics from tlie befpnning. They did not notice I 
pasquinades of craiy Pascal.t whose " Provincial LiHlri»,** 
made up of the raspings of antiquated theology and tlM 
■cnpingB of forgotten cnusiBtry, none who know lAm e»e* 
thought much of. The Hernjons of Bourdaloue wer* 
the only answer such calumnies required ; and tbe order 
confined itself to giving a new edition of tbe "Lettrat 
^difiantes et curieuses, i^critcs par nos MissionairM dn I«< 

t Proul'a rrliali (or gmuine tun i» bars St laolt. — O. T. 

LlIEliiTTBE yso IBS JUaUITB. 195 

™it,de k Chine, (In Caimda, et in Malabar." "WTien a 

flimir BwuBfttion vtua preferred ajjainst him of A&ica, 


Duiit lib e«enil menlum CitrlhiigiiK- uometi," 

^ iflcd in a similar manner, and siienced his miserable 

K tTpr there wag an occosinn on which the pomparative 
Wfiti of the Jesuits and JauBcnists could be brought to 
•^"iMt, it waa at the outbreak of the pestUentia! visitation 

t Bmote the city of Marseilles; and which history, poetry, 

I pietj, will never allow to be forgotten : 

"Wbj drew MBrseQlrg' good biibop purer breath, 
When Bstore (ickened, SDd each gale vae death ?" 

Fofe'b £i(sy OH Man, ep. 4. 

'fliile the Pbarisees of that achool fled from their cle- 

1 functions, and sneaked ofl' under some paltry pretext, 

™ /auita fame from the neighbouring town of Aix to 

"tnid the eick and the dying ; and, under the orders of 

t*t gallant and disintereeted bishop, worked, while life was 

J*nA them, in the cause of humanity. Seven of them 

Hwhed in tlie exercise of tbia noblest duty, amid the 

linaj of their fellow-men. The biahojj hiinBelf, De Bel- 

«,1iad not only atudied under the Jeeuits. but hnd been 

■tin- o/ tie order during the early part of hia ectlesiaa- 

aaeer at Ais, in 1691. 

lang ago, that noblert emanation of Christian ehiralry — 

l.tMtT in which valorous deeds were familiar as the 

latin eong" or the "vesper hymn'— the Templars, fell 

ricttcns of calumny, and were immolated amid tlie shouts 

t TQlfrar briumph; but history, keen aud scrutiniBing, 

"rereiled the true character of the conspiracy by which 

Tice« of a few were made to Bwarap and overwhelm, in 

public eye, the great mass of virtue and heroism which 

Uiluted that refined and gentlemanly association ; and a 

Ef jiutice has been rendered to Jacques Molay and his 

itnoiu brethren. T]w day may yet come, when isolated 

■are* and una u then ticated misdeeds will cease to creato 

'Uimutdcd antipathy to a society which will be found. 


tftking it all in all, to have deserved well of mankind. Tli 
at least, is Father Prout'» boQest opiuion ; and wh/ aboi 
J^e hide it under a bushel P 

The most couvinciog [iroof of thoir etc-riing virtue u lo 
found ia the docility and forbearance they evinced 
promptly submitting to the decree of their auppmaion, 
atied ix ealheiird bv odc tiuuguuelU, a Frnncisoan friv, w 
had got euthroDe^ Heaven knows how ! on the nanti 
ehiiir. In every part of Euroi* tht-y had powerful bicoi 
and could have " eheivn figiit ' and '' diea gnme," if th 
respect for tbe successor of " the Bshermim " had not bM 
all along a distinctive characteristic, even to the death. I 
Paraguuy they could have decidedly spumed llie 
of the Escurial, bached by an army of 60,000 Indiui*, 
voted to their spiritual and temporal benefactora. taught 
tactics of Europe, and poBsessiug in 1750 a nell-Appointa 
train of artillery. That portion of South America oMsiiil 
rrlapBed into horbarism; and the res ulle of their withdrawi 
from the interior of that vast pejiiiisiila have fully jiutifte 
the opinion of Muratori, in lua celebrated vfork* on Par" 

f;uay, " II Christianeaimo felice." It was a dismal (Ut i 
iteroture in Spain, Portugal, and Italy, when their m * 
were shut up ; and in France they alone could h»vo i 
the avalanche of irreligion ; for, by presenting Chrivtiaai 
to it« enemies clad in the panoply of Scieuce, thnr * 
have awed the scotler. and confounded the plulotopne. 
the Vatican had spoken. They bowed; and quietly ( 
ixirsing through the cities of the continent, were wfL-n n 
and admired by every friend of Bcieuot and of pictj, H 
body did not cease to do (-ood even after its diasolution i 
17^, and, like the bones of the prophet, worked tn'raylw 4 
usefulness even in the grave.* 

Contraxt their eiemplory siihmissiveness with tlic i 
and violence of their old e'nemie» the Jan 
■our and pharisnical sect Pascal was the muatb-|M 
the celebrated bull Unigenilua waa issued agoiaat ti 
did those unfortunate wighta, whom the tyrant F* 

* " And it eaiae lo pu*, m thtrj wure hurling a m 
niied ■ bond of robben 1 and tlwj' riwl the inan inio I 
Kli*lu- uid when thsmm touchnl (ha butiM urkliihklMaj 
•ad ilood upon hii feet." — X Kingi, chap. liii, Tcr. SI. 


a eatdot^ in his brazen cow, rnur an luatily aa the clique of 
__^>^t Eoral on the oceaaioii alluded to. It was, in fact, a 
most mclaiicholy eihibition of tlie wildeet ranaticisin, 

bond yclept le Diarre Paris, whoae life waa a tissue of r 

klity, ana whose remains were said by the Junaenists to 

rate wondroua cures in the churchyard of St. Medard. 

ijf the fausbouiTjs of the capital. The devotees of 

_.t Ruva! flocked to the tomb of fhe deacon, and became 

nhwitti kytltrical and iniptred. The wagB of Louis the 

Kfteenth's time ealled them " £« Conviihioanairet." Things 

~~e tABUch a height of dangerous absurdity at last, that the 

rietery was shut up by the police; and a wit had an oii- 

TtunitT of writing on the gates of the aforesaid churcn- 

d this painted epigram : 

I Ajid I here conclude this very inadequate tribute of long- 
tmenibcrcd gratitude towards the men who took such pains 
b drill my infant mind, and who formed with plastic power 
HntevPr good or Toluable quality it may possess. " Si quid est 

II me ingenii, judiees (et sentio qukm sit exiguum), si qua> 
icrcjtatia ab optimarum artium disciplinis profecta. earum 

nun fmotum, sibi, huo jure, debent repetere." — (Ciceru 
V jlrekid poet .) And as for the friend of my youth, the 
wnplisbed Greeset, whose sincerity and kindness will be 
r embalmed in my memory, I cannot shew my sense of 
I Taricd excellencies in a more substantial vay than by 
iking ftu effort — a feeble one, but the best I can commanil 
''a bring him before the English public in his most agree- 
« production, the best specimen of graccfid and harmless 
mourin the literature of Fran-ce. I shall upset Fert-ferl 
a Bnglish verse, for the use of the intelligent inhabitants 
J then islands ; though 1 mucli fear, that to transplant so 
*"'' ^« an exotic into this frigid climate may prove an un- 
^lU experiment. 


VttUVtvt, the 9arrot. 


1$S0 original innocfncc. 

AliAB ! what evils I discern in 

Too great an aptitude for learning ! 

And £Eun would all the ills unrayel 

That aye ensue from foreign travel ; 

Far happier is the man who tarries 

Quiet within his household '* Lares :" 

Bead, and you'll find how virtue vanishes. 

How foreign vice all goodness banishes. 

And how abroad young heads will grow diszy. 

Proved in the imderwritten Odyssey. 

In old Ncvers, so famous for its 
Dark narrow streets and GK>thic turrets. 
Close on the brink of Loire's young flood. 
Flourished a convent sisterhood 
Of Ursulinei. Now in this order 
A parrot lived as parlour-boarder ; 
Brought in his childhood firom the Antitt^i, 
And sheltered under convent mantles : 
Ghreen were his feathers, green his pinions, ^ 

And greener still were his opinions ; 
For vice had not yet sought to pervert 
. This bird, who had been christened Vert- Vert ; 
Nor could the wicked world defile him. 
Safe from its snares in this asylum. 
Fresh, in his teens, frank, gay, and mcious. 
And, to crown all, somewhat loquacious ; 
If we examine close, not one, or he, 
Had a vocation for a nunnery.* 

The convent's kindness need I mention f ^ 

Need I detail each fond attention, ^ 

Or count the tit-bits which in Lent he 
Swallowed remorseless and in plenty P 
Plump was his carcass ; no, not higher 
Fed was their confessor the friar ; 
And some even say that our young Hector 
Was far more loved than the " Director.** f 
Dear to each novice and each nun — 
He was the life and soul of fun ; 

* ^ Par son caquet digne d'etre en ooaTent.* 
t ** Souvent I'oiseau Temporta sur le Pdre.'* 



Tboit^h, k) be aore, somp biig>i cenaorioui 
Would ■ometimea find him too iiproarioua. 
What did the parrot care for thoae old 
Dunes, while he lisd for hioi the bouBebold t 
He hnd not jet made ha " profeBaioDi*' 
Hot eome to yeairi called " of diaorctioa j" 
ThBrcCore, unblsiDod, bs ogb<d, Oirted, 
And romped liko anj anconrened i 
N«j aomclimea, too, bj the Lord Harrr ! 
He d pull their cap* and " icspiilarv." 
But what in all bis tricia aeemnl oddeil, 
Waa that at times he'd turn so modest, 
That to all bralandnv tlie night 
Appmred a Gnished h}pocrit«. 
lu lu^ccmt be did not rcicmble 
Kean, thongh he bad the tones of Eemble i 
But Iain to do the listen' biddinj^, 
He left the alage to Mrs. Siddone. 
Foot, hisloriaa, judge, financier, 
Four problem a at a time bc'd aniirer 
He hul a bculcj like Csaar'*. 
Lord Althorp, batlliiig nil his tealert, 
0>uld not BurpBM Vert-Vert in pniiling t 
" Ooodrich" to him was but a gosling,* 
Placed vben at table nrar some veelat, 
His (are. be aure, nas of the best aJl, — 
For WCTj eister would endeaTuur 
To keep for him aorne sweet Aori ifiriairt. 
Eindl; at heart, in ajtite of vowa and 
Cloisters, a nun u •Hor"li a thousand 1 
And a^e, if Hoaveu vautd onl? lend her, 
I'd h«Te a nun for a nurse ten'dcr ! t 

Then, vhea the shade' of night would conie i 


Happy tho fevoured one whose grotto 
Thu tultan of a bird would trot to : 
Hosth llie joung onea' cells bo lojed in, 
(Tbe aged siiterhood aroidiug). 
Burv among all to find kind oUlRes,— 
Btitt be vas piu-lia! la tlie nuvi'.-ca. 
And m their celU our anchuritv 
lloatl; east ancbor for the night ; 


« period it is roT^otten tliat " FrosjierilT Kobiuaon " J 

totnown aa "Ooose Ooodrich," when lubaequeatij vnanoellor ti I 

«.— O. T. 

■f "Lea petits eoina, lea atleutious fines, 

Sont nit, dit on, chei les UrsulinBs." 


Perched on the box that held the reihoti he 
Slept without notion of indelieacj. 
Eare was his luck ; nor did be spoil it 
B^ flying from the morning toilet : 
Not that I can admit the fitness 
Of (at the toilet) a male witness ; 
But that I scruple in this history 
To shroud a single £sot in mystery. 

Quick at all arts, our bird was rich at 
That best accomplishment, called chit-chat ; 
For, though brought up within the cloister, 
His beak was not closea like an oyster. 
But, trippingly, without a stutter. 
The longest sentences would utter j 
Pious withal, and moralising 
His conTersation was surprising ; 
None of your equiroques, no slander — 
To such vile tastes he scorned to pander ; 
But his tongue ran most smooth and nice on 
" Deo sit laus" and ** Kyrie eleison j" 100 

The maxims he gaye with best emphasis 
Were Suarez's or Thomas k Kempis's ; 
In Christmas carols he was famous, 
" Orate, fratres," and " Oeemus ;" 
If in good humour, he was wont 
To give a stave from ** Think wtli onU ;" • 
Or, by particular desire, he 
Would chant the hymn of " Dies inc.** 
Tlien in the choir he would amaze all 
By copying the tone so nasal 11^ 

In which the sainted sisters chanted, — 
(At least that pious nun my aunt did.) 

AV0 UxaXX l&fnoiBne. 

The public soon began to ferret 
The hidden nest of so much merit, 
And, spite of all the nuns* endeavours. 
The flame of Vert- Vert filled all Nevers ; 
Nay, from Moidines folks came to stare at 
The wondrous talent of this parrot ; 

And to fresh visitors ad libitum ^ 

Sister Sophie had to exhibit him. ^ 

Drest in her tidiest robes, the virgin, 
Forth from the convent cells emerging, 

• «' Pensez-y-bien," or « Think wett onX' as translated bjr th«titi^ 
bishop, Bichard ChaJoner, is the most generally adopted derotioB*i 
tract among the Oatholios of these islands. — Pbovt. 


Bring* the bright bird, and for his giluniiiga 

Hnt ohaUeiigea unetiutfd liumagei 

Then to his eloquence adierte. — 

"What preacher's «□ lurpaBa Tert-Tert'if 

Tnilj in oratory few mm 

Equal thi> learned catecbumra ; 

Praiighl with the conTenfs choipe»l Imsodb, 

And itulfed with piety's quinteceonce ; 

A. bird moat quick of apprehension, 

Wilh gifta and gncen hard to mention : 

Stj in what pulfjit can jou meet 

A ChiTxulom hidf «o diBors«t, 

Who'd foUow in hie ghiitlj miaaion 

So cloae the * fathen and traditiao f " 

Silsnt mcADtime, the feathered hermit 

Wails for the sister's gmcioua penuit, 

Wlim, at a aigoal from his meiitor, 

Quick on a course of speech lie'U enter; 

Hot tluthe carei for human glory, 

Bent but to sbtc hi> nudilar; ; 

Hence he pours forth with eo much onctioa 

Ihat all hu hearer? feel c< 

Thai for a time did Tert-Tert dwell 
Ssfe in his holj citadcUe ; 
Scholared. like any well-bred abbe. 
And loTed by mauy a cloistenHl Hebe ; 
Ton'd Bwew that he had crossed the same bridgo 
As any youth broughl up in Cambridge.* 
Other moolie stnrre themselres ; but liis i>kin 
Was sleek hke that of a FnineiacBn, 
And lar more clean ; for this graTe Solon 
Bathed erery day in ecu dr Colognt, 
Ihns he indnlged each gniltleaa gambol, 
Bhat had be ne'er beon doomed to Run hie ! 

For in his life there came ■ rrisii 
Such aa for all great men aritos, — 
Sudi aa what NiF to Kussia led, • 

8nch aa the " fliobt'' of Maliomed -, 
town of Naiitil yes, lo thy boaoin 
We M him go, slas '. to hise him 

a*»/», O town famed for 
Still was Tert-Vert'B loes 
Dark be the day when our 
From this to a far-diatant 
Twn worcb comprised tho 
Words big with lal« and 1 

nore proroking I 
bright Don vent 

* Quare — Pons AsiDonun 1 


Tea, " he shall go ;" but, siBtera! xnoum je 
The dismal fruits of that sad journey, — 
His on which Nantz's nuns ne'er reckoned. 
When for the beauteous bird they beckoned. 

Fame, O Vert- Vert ! in evil humour, 
One day to Nantz had brought the rumour 
Of thy accomplishments, — ** acumen," 
'* Nowc," and " etpriiy* quite superhuman : 
AH these reports but served to enhance 
Thy merits with the nuns of Nantz. 
How did a matter so imsuited 
For convent ears get hither bruited ! 
Some may inquire. But " nuns are knowing,** 
And first to h%ar what gotiip^s going.* 
Forthwith they taxed their wits to elicit 
From the famed bird a friendly visit. 
Girls' wishes run in a brisk current, 
But a nun's fancy is a torrent ;t 
To get tliis bird they'd pawn the missal ; 
Quick they indite a long epistle, 
Careful with softest things to fill it. 
And then with musk perfume the billet ; 
Thus, to obtain their darling purpose, 
Tlioy send a writ of habeat corpus. 

Off goes the post. When will the answer 
Free them from doubt's corroding cancer ? 
Nothing can equal their anxiety, 
Except, of course, their well-known piety. 
Things at Nevers meantime went harder 
Than well would suit such pious ardour ; 
It was no easy job to coax 
This parrot from the Nevers folks. 
What, take their toy from convent belles ? 
Make Russia yield the Dardanelles ! 
Filch his good rifle from a " Suliote," 
Or drag her "Romeo" from a "Juliet!" 
Make an attempt to take Gibraltar, 
Or try the old com laws to alter ! 
This seemed to them, and eke to us, 
" Most wasteful and ridiculous." 
Long did the ** chapter" sit in state. 
And on this point deliberate ; 
The junior members of the senate 
Set Iheir fair faces quite again' it ; 

• " Les r^verendes mferes 

A tout savoir ne sont pas les derDiere?." 

t " Ddsir de fille est un feu qui devorc, 
Desir de nonne est cent u>is pis (mooie** 

le TerdicC of the mitroni, 
I, I ween, «nd poor tho dinw 
, g the d<mr bird from NuiU. 
Hot in niy mirmiM am I &r out, — 
For bj IMr rote ott goea (ht puTot. 

1^0 > (til Vngagt. 

En et lemi la, H imnll canal- boat. 
CiUed by moat irlironicWs ilia "Talbol," 
(Talbot, h name wvU known in France I) 
TVarelliid betneen Nerers and JVinlc, 
Vcrt-Vert took ahippiog in this cnJt, 

>crt-Vert took ahipp 
'Ti> not uid ithetlici 

a book u old w Jtutinger'i 
We Qiid a tlalement of Ibe passeng 
Thse were— two OuoaaB uid a pi; 

A brao- of ohildrm, and a nune ; 
But what TU infinitclj worw, 
A dashing (\prim ; while b; lier 
Sat ■ tno»t joUj-lookiuglriHr.* 

For a poor bird brought up in purilj 
Twaa a lad augur for futurity 
la meet, just tree from hi« indraturiv, 
And in the Gnt of his ulrenturcB, 
6u(4i companj at formed his hnniel,^ 
Tiro roguea ! 1 friar ! \ and a dnrimd '. \ ! 
Bird* tbe aboie Kere of B f«Iher i 
But to Vprt-Vert 'I BHB altogatber 
Socii ■ alnni^e aggregate of svuidols 
Ai to be met but amoDg Vandals : 
Buda wu their talk, bereft of polish. 
And calculated to demolish 
All the iiiie nottona And cood-breeding 
Taut^t bj the nuns in Ibrir sweet EdcQ. 
Ko Bilhngsgate surpassed the nurse^s, 
And •!! the rest indulged in curses -, 

(TAait fchoir eu dignas compagnoos." 


Ear hath not heard sooh vulgar gab in 
The nautic cell of any cabin. 
Silent and tad, the penaiye bird, 
Shocked at their guilt, said not a word.* 

Now he " of orden grey,** accosting 
The parrot green, who seemed quite kwt in 
The contemplation of man's wickedness, 
And the bright riyer^s gliding liquidness, 
*' Tip us a stare (quoth Tuck), my darling, 
Ayn t you a parrot or a starling ? 
If you don*t talk, by the holy poker, 
m give that neck of yours a cnoker !'* 
Scared by this threat from his propriety, 
Oiur pilgrim thinking with sobriety. 
That if he did not speak they'd mi^e him, 
Answered the friar. Pax sit tbcum ! 
]^ere our reporter marks down after 
Poll's maiden-speech — " loud roars of laughter ;' 
And sure enough the bird so affable 
Gould hardly use a phrase more laughable. 

Talking of such, there are some rum ones 
That oft amuse the House of Commons : 
And since we lost *' Sir Joseph Yorke^* 
We've got great " Feargut** fresh from Cork,— » 
A fellow honest, droll, and funny. 
Who would not sell for love or money 
His native land : nor, hke vile Daniel, 
Fawn on Lord Althorp like a spaniel ; 
Flatter the mob, while the old fox 
Keeps an ^e to the b^;ging-box. 
Now 'tis a 'shame that such brave fellows, 
WHien they blow " agiialiorCt^* bellows. 
Should only meet with heartless scoffers. 
While cunning Daniel fills his coffers. 
But KeiTymen will e'er be apter 
At the conclusion of the chapter, 
While others bear the battle's brunt, . 
To reap the spoil and fob tJte blunt. 
This is an episode concerning 
The parrot's want of worldly learning, 
In squandering his tro])es and figures 
On a vile crew of heartless niggei-s. 

• This canal -boat, it would seem, was not a very re 
able conveyance: it rather remindeth of Horace's 
dusium, and of that line so applicable to the parrot's 
'* Repletum nautis, cauponibus, atque mal 


PoU't bHer address met \oU of uiiiUei* 
BidgtTwl bj all hia fdliiw-tnvullpra, 
lie Uint U> mend a apeucb to ooimuUB 
By itriking up with " Dim Duuixui 1" 
Bui louder ahouts of Isughkf folliin', — 
TliLi lul roar beata the fi>nuor boUJif, 
Auii thum that it wu bail ctxiuoiU]' 
To giTtf a »[aTe from Duul<atiiioiuj-. 

Foted, not abaabed, the bird rcfawd to 
Indulge a aceiio he wae not used to ; 
And, pondering on hia atraiijjo rtoeption, 
" Thisn.- must," be thought, " bv lomu diM.-eptioi 
In Ihe Quni' Tieva of tilings rhctoriuol. 
And lister Bose is not an oracle. 
True iril, perhapa, lies not iu ' mallitu.' 
Sot u (Atir aciiool a achool of Atbioia." 

Thoa in this villanous recqitade 
The simple bird at oune grevr apeptiuaL 
Doubta land to hell. The aivh-dccoiter 
Soon made of Poll an anbr^licTcr j 
And mixing thna in bad society, 
He look fVeach lesTe of all his pioly. 

His austere maxima soon he moUifled, 
And all Ilia old opinions qualiGed ; 
For lie had leunieil tu substitute 
For piouR lore things more astute ; 
Mor was his condaet unimpm^bnble, 
For Totlth, alaa < is bat too teachable ; 

And in - 

Bneh were hia eunti, such hia evil 
I>ncltcM, thai no aneient dBiil,t 
Plungrd to the i^hin whau burning Iiot 
Into a holy water-pot. 
Could BO blaspheme, or fire a tDlle; 
Of oatba so dnar and melancholy. 

" Hiitor of PwlisBimt" for this ingenioua penoc'e mnidm I 
oa Jo* Hume's motion to all<Fr and enkrgo the old Uoute ci( t 
01. "Sir, UU Jivmafi (a laugh)— / My lAt Jl^mani (loud 
F)iwMr<JfmrflWf'ie>Hm-' (martofdilto}. But UeaTen soon j 
vbal Joe Huuio dMircd, aud the old rookury was hiimt ehorlJy 

FATHKK PBOUT S beliqiteb. 

Mart the bright hlomoniB, ripe and rudd;. 
And Iho fair fruits of varjj studj. 
Thua in their aumnier •auoti croM«d 
Meot • nod blighl — a lulling frost ! 
Must thiit tiIb demon, Moloch, oi ' 

aveo from a joung heart** holocauit f* 
juiit the eUd hope of life'* youDs proniM 
Thus in tlie davn of youth ebb fron 

h U, abu 1 the sad and latt traphj 
Of the yooDg rake's supreme oatairtropliE j 
For of what use are learning's laurels 
When iL Toung man iiiaitliout morals ! 
Bereft of tuIuo, and grown hciaoui. 
What aigniBce a briUiant gcnina ? 
' Tis but a Ease for wail and mourning, — 
'Tia but a brand fit for the buroing! 

Meantime ibe rirer WBft« the barge, 
fraught with ita miscollnneoua rliarge. 
Smoothly upon ilB broad cxjianw. 
Up lo the Teiy quay of Hant« i 
Fondly witbin the convent bowara 
The sisters calculate the hours, 
Chiding the bnteies for thor tardineaa, 
And, in the height of their fool-hardiDws, 
Picturing the bmi as fentiy painted — 
Lovely, reserved, polite, and sainted — 
Fit "Uriulinc." And Ihit, I trow, Ueitnl 
Bunched with every endowment! 
~ r these nuna anointed 

Will find their fency disappointed j 
When, lo meet all those hoiii " "' ~ 
They'll find a reguhir DOM J 

When, lo meet all those hoiies they drew oq,.X 

€lst amfatl Dlstobrrif. 

Scarce in the port wb« this amatl PTftfl 
On its arnrol telegraphed, 
When, ^m the boat homa to tranafer him 
Came the nuns' portrees, " sislflr Juromc." 
Well did the parrot recognise 
Tlie walk demure and downcast eye* i 
Kor aught such saintly guidance relished 
A bird by worldly art* embellished i 
8uch was his taste for profane gaiety. 
He'd rather miich go with the laity. 


Fut to the bni-t he cliuigj but plupked tUence, 

He shewed dire ijmptoma of reluctance. 

And, MsDdaliaing each beholder. 

Bit the nun's cheek, and ete her ■boulder ! ■ 

Tbut a bloek e>gle onee, 'tis raid, 

Bgre off tJie itruegUne Ouiirmede.t 

Thus voA Vert- Veit, heart-iiuk and wear;, 

Brought U> the heaTerly monattetj. 

The bell and tidingi both were tolled. 

And tlie nun a cranded, iroung and old. 

In feut their eym with jor uncommoa on 

This vondrouB talkatiTo pheotunenon. 

Bonnd the bright etranger, is Biuaiing 
And K renownet^ tlie aiiters gating, 
Pmifed the green glon which ■ warm latitude 
Oare to his neck, and liked his attitude. 
Some by his gOTseoua tail are imillen, 
Some b; hii beak ao beauteous bitten '. 
And non« e'er dmiut of dole or harm in 
A bird KO brilliant and flo chjutoing- 
Shade of Spurabelm ! and Ibgn, LsTater, 
Or Gall, of " bumpa" the great creator I 
Can ye eiplain how oiir joung hero, 
With all the vicea of a Nero, 
Seemed inch a model of good -breeding. 
Thus quite aalraj the oonvont leading P 
Whov on Ail bnul appeared, I uk from je. 
The " nob" indirstire of blsiphcm; F 
Uelhink* 'twould niuilo ^oiir abihtj 
To find Ail organ of •eurnhtj. 

Meantime the sbbrai, to " draw Oat" 
A hinl CO modest and devout. 
With soothing air and tongue eare«eing 
Tht " pilirim of the Loire" addressing, 
Broaehea Ihe most edifjing lupitie. 
To "start" this nntt'o of the Ij'opiet; 
When, to their seandnl and amaze, be 
Broke forlh — "MurtUvl Ihnie nuai tre erasy !" 
(Shewiug hmr well he learnt bi> task on 
The paeket-boat from that *ile Onseon !) 
" Fie ! brother poll !" with seal outburaliog, 
EicUimed the abbess, dame Augustin i 


But all the ladj's sage rebukes 

Brief answer got from poll—" Gkidzooks I" 

Nay, 'tis supposed, he muttered, too, 

A word folks write with W. 

Scared at the soimd, — " Sure as a gun, 

The bird's a demon l" cried the nun. 

** O the Tile wretch ! the naughty dog ! 

He's surely Lucifer tnco^. 

What ! is the reprobate before us 

That bird so pious and decorous — 

So celebrated ?" — Here the pilgrim, 

Hearing sufficient to bewilder him. 

Wound up the sermon of the beldame 

By a cx)n elusion heard but seldom — 

" Ventre Saint Gris!" "Parbleu!" and "Sacre!" 

Three oaths ! and erery one a whacker ! 

Still did the nuns, whose conscience tender 
Was much shocked at the young offender, 
Hoping he'd change his tone, and alter, 
Hang breathless round the sad defaulter : 
When, wrathful at their importunity. 
And grown audacious from impunity, 
He fired a broadside (holy Mary !) 
Drawn from Hell's own vocabulary ! 
Forth like a Congreve rocket burst, 
And stormed and swore, flared up and cursed 
Stunned at these sounds of import stygian. 
The pious daughters of religion 
Fled from a scene so dread, so horrid, 
But with a cross first signed their forehead. 
The younger sisters, mild and meek. 
Thought that the culprit spoke in Ghreek ; 
But the old matrons and " the bench" 
Knew every word was genuine French ; 
And ran in all directions, pell-mell, 
From a flood fit to overwhelm hell. 
'T was by a fall that Mother Ruth* 
Then lost her last remaining tooth. 

" Fine conduct this, and pretty guidance !" 
Cried one of the most mortified ones ; 
^* Pray, is such language and such ritual 
Among the Nevers nuns habitual ? 
'T was in our sisters most improper 
To teach such curses — such a whopper I 

• " Toutes pensent fetre ^ la fin du monde, 
£t Bur sou nez la m^re Cun^gonde 
Se laissant cheoir, perd sa demiire dent 1' 





by me. for one, be liindeptd 
From being teat back to hiN kindred I" 
Thii prompt decreo of PoU'j proioriplion 
Was signed b; gcaeml lubHTiptioD. 
Stmight in a cage the niuu inHtrt 
TliB auUtj penoD of Tert-Vert j 
Somo youDg one* tranled. to tletnin bim i 
But the grim portrese Wok " the psjnim" 
Buk to the boBt, rloso id hu Utter g 
1u iiot said IMt time tlut hu HI her. 


Badi to the eonvent of his jouth. 


Sula the grren moneter, sconiMl and haled, 

Hu heart nith ticu (totituninatod. 

Must I t«!l how, on his return, 

He acoiidkliwd hie old aojoum ? 

And how tho guardians of his inlanirT 

W(pt o'er their quondam child's ddinquuiitj ? 

Wbal could bo done ? ihe elders oCtea 

Met lo coDBult how best to soften ISO 1 

This obdurate and hardened sinner, 

f inisb'd in vioe ere ■ beginner i* 

Otte mother counselled " to denounce 

And let the Inquisilion pounce 

On Ihe riio heretic ;" another 

Thought "it vaa beat the bird to imolhei I" 

Or " send tbe convict for hia feliiniea 
Back lo hia native land — the colouira." 
Sut milder -Hews prevailed. Eli seutence 

Was, that, until he >hemid repentance, lU ^ 

"A solemn iiut and frugal diet, 
fiilenor eurt, and pensive quiet, 
Should be hia lot ;" and, for a blister, 
He giM, as gaoler, a laj-siiter, 
Ugly aa rin, bad-lcmpcred, jaJoni, 
And in her scruples ovet^»ealou<. 
AJug of water and a cvrrot 
Was all the prog the'd give tho pBTTOl i 
Bui 0TM7 eve when vesper-bell 
Called sister Rosalie from her eell. 
She to Vert- Vert would gain admittnnec. 
And bring of " comfits" s sweet pitlauLi:. 
V'tM/ tn /enninu. There roust liSTe been a beginning, else how 
IttJIiUti (see Eani), unlets Ibe proposition of Ocelltis Luoonus 
)ptcd, ric avaiixw lai orfXiuTuiov r< irav. Qrcsset simpl; 

■' n Tut un seJUrat 
Frofia d'abord, M mh* norioiol.'' 


The Bterneat firtap b thu liulki, 

Though cnuaiD«l vith richeat B«Mtinesti,falk*. 
'Fnoght bj his gaoler sad s<lTenitf , 

Poll aaw the folly of perrenitj. 

And b; degree* hia hoftrt reWted ; 

Duly, in floe, " the lad" repeutnl. 

HiB Lent patied oa, an-d iiHer Bridget 

Coaled the old abbeu to abridge iL 
The prodigal, reclaimed and &e#, 

Bc<rgune again a prodigy, 

And gBTe more ju>, bj irorlis and word*. 

Than nioctj-niiie canarv-birdB, 

Until hi« death. WhiEh latt dieaMcr 

(Nothing on earth Dndurea !) came faiwr 

Than tfaey imwned. The traniilion 

Froni a atarred lo a ttaS'ei coadilioii. 

From penitenM lo jolliBcation, 

Brought on a fit of ooiutipation. 

Some think be wonld be hviog eiiU, 

If giien a " Vegetable Pill ;" 

But &oin a thort life, and a laetrj. 

Foil sailed one do; per Charau'a fmj. 
Bj toBTB from nuna* Bweet ejeUdi ftpftt^ 

Happj in dcnth tliia parrot ilept ; 

For bim ElfBiiun oped ite portal*, 

And there he talks among immortali. 

But I hare road, that ainm that happjt daj 

(So Ttrilce Comcliiu i Lapide,* 
■ Thii author appesrs lo hare been a fWrotirite with I 
take* erer; opportumt; of recording hii predilection (ride p 

181). Had the Ordtr, hooeier, produiwd only iud" — ' 

Uui, we few there would baie been little mention 
oonnexion withdlrrnfurt. Qrauet'iopinion on the 
in an opiBtle to hia c«nfrirf P. Bomeanl, autliOT of tlM,9 
treatiM Sur I'Amt dn Btlti (sea p. £96] :— 

Mniiii t^nSrvnd qu'iunuhle ptre, 
Voiv dont I'rapr.t, le caraetere, 

Kt lea air*, ne tout point moaUs 
8ur la ton wttement auatire 

Oe cent triatw palamil^ 
Qui, manquant da talent de plains 

Kt d« touts UeJreti, 
Four diatimuler la miiire 

D'UB eaprit *ani amdiut{, 

AfficliAnt la atrerittf ' 

Que a. 

De la griTO Ibi 
H^tien de h ti 

TSE aosoa or rsjjrcx. 

Prering, Tri(]i eoromenliiry droll, 

The trails migiBtioD of liic soul), 

'Ihot still Vert- Vert this earth dolh haunt, 

01 cmiTeQt batrera a Tint&nt ; 

"I'D <>x.u^jL^ — V.^ X 

Ao. VTI. 



ChaPTBE I. — WlH» AND WaB, 

Virguiibiu puerUque mate." 

Uoo. Carmen S^tuleri. 

" With roaiiT » foreign author grappling. 
Thus hsTs'l, Pniut, Ibe Muses' chaijhLin, 
Trscpd on ReOINa's virgin pagos 
Songa for 'the bovs' of alWr-ujpM," 

jUr illustrioua utilitarian, Dr. Bowring, the knight-erraut 
' e trade, who ia allowed to circulate juet uow without 
er through the citiea of France, will ho in hig!i glee 
I October manifestation of Prout'a wisdom. Tho 
T hath found a kindred bouI in the PrieBt, To pro- 
^ ..t the isterehauge of national commodities, to cause a 
Minding and a chemical luBion of their mutual produce, nnd 
Mloblish an equilibrium between out uegntive and Ihfir 
poaitiTe electricity ; such appears to be the sublime aepira- 
lion of both these learned pundits. But the beneficial re- 
jnilts attendant on the efforts of each are widely dissimilftr. 
Both Jrcadians, they are not eqiialjy eucceesful in the rivalry 
(if gong. We have to record nothing of Dr. Bowring in the 
M^ of acquirement to this i:oiuitry ; we hare gained nothing 


bj his labours : our cottons, our iron, our woollens, and our 
coals, are still without a passport to France ; while in oer> 
tain home-trades, brought b^ his calculations into direct 
competition with the emancipated French, we have en- 
countered a loss on our side to the tune of a few millions. 
Not so with the exertions of Prout : he has enriched Eng- 
land at the expense of her rival, and engrafted on our litera- 
ture the choicest productions of Ghdlic culture. Silently 
and iinostentatiously, on the bleak top of WatergraBshill, he 
has succeeded in naturalising these foreign vegetables, asso- 
ciating himself in the gratitude of posteritv vrith thepbmter 
of the potato. The inhabitants of these islands may now, 
thanks to Prout ! sing or whistle the " Songs of France," 
duty free, in their vernacular language ; a vastly important 
acquisition ! The beautiful tunes of the " Ck ira " and 
** Charmante Gabrielle" will become familiarised to our dull 
ears ; instead of the vulgar " Peas upon a trencher," we shall 
enjoy that barrel-organ luxury of France, " PartaDt pour la 
Syrie ;" and for " The Minstrel Boy to the wars is gone," 
we shall have the original, " Malbroock s'en va-t-en guerre." 
What can be imagined more calculated to establish an har- 
m onions understanding between the two nations, than this 
attempt of a benevolent clergyman to join them in a hearty 
chorus of common melody ? a grand " duo," composed of 
bass and tenor, the roaring of (he bull and the croaking of 
the frog ? 

To return to Bowring. Commissions of inquiry are the 
order of the day ; but some travelling " notes of interroga- 
tion " are so misshapen and grotesque, that the response or 
result is but a roar of laughter. This doctor, we perceive, 
is now the hero of every dinner of every " Chambre de Com- 
merce ;" his toasts and his speeches in Norman French are, 
we are told, the ne plus ultra of comic performance, towards 
the close of each banquet. He is now in Burgundy^ an in- 
dustrious labourer in the vineyard of his commission ; and 
enjoys such particular advantages, that Brougham from his 
woolsack is said to cast a jealous eye on his missionary's de- 
partment ; " invidift rumpantur ut ilia Codri." The whole 
affair exhibits that sad mixture of imbecility and oetentt- 
tion too perceptible in all the doings of Utihtananism. Of 

itfioae eommiMtionera Plu&driia has long ugo <jtTea the pru- 

Dtvpe ; 

"E*! iinlnlinTium qiuedam Bonne oi 

Trrpidi coucunaa*, oocup&U in c 
Qntifl aQliclaAB, tnultQm ogimdoT 

^1 The publication of thia Paper on Prench Songs is in- 

I teiuled, at this particular eeaflon, to counteract tlie preva- 

Intt epidemic, which hurries a,wa.j our population in crowds 

to Puis. By furaisbiug them here at home with Gallic 

/rieiiuer, we hope to induce some, at least, to remain in the 

country, nod forswear emigration. If our "ureventiTe 

check ' succeed, we shall have deserved well of our owti 

mterins-placcs, which naturally look up to us for protoc- 

I' tion Bad patronage. But the girla will never listen to 

LpMd advice — 

dl DNttjr mini In ber conwicuce tliinXs t)iut nothing on improre 
I Cnku ihe Hca tJu Tuilcriea, and trips along the Louvre." 
I JJerer ia the memory of R-EaiifA has Begent Street 
infiieivd such complete depopulation. It hnth emptied it- 
■elf into the " Boulevards." Our city friends will keep an 
_ * OD thii Alonument, or it may elope from PiiddiDg Lane 
I ^ tie " Place VendOme :" but as to the Thames flowing 
to ibe Seine, we cannot vet anticipate so alarming a phe- 
roe&on. although Juvenal records a eimilar event aa haviuf 

"Totui in Tyborim de-Siixit Oronto." 
Trt there is still balm in Gilead, there is still com in 
^grjrt- The " chest" in which old Prout hath left a legacy of 
boitnlMl wiitdum to the children of men is open to us, for 
_jBaMEoTt and iniitruction, It is rich in consolation, and fraught 
b goodly ma^iims adapted to every Btat« and stage of sub- 
vy vidHitudrt. The treatise of Boclhius, " de Cousola- 
e Philoaophin-," worked wonders in its day, and assuaged 
' tbnlfttions (if the folkaof the dark ages. Tlie sibylline 
e consulted in all cnaea of emergency. Proui'a 
I rfttber reeembleth the oracular portfolio of the 
i it chiefly containetb matters written in 
u prose it oppeareth poetical. Versified 

204 FATHIU ]*ltOtrT*S &ELTQirS8. 

apopbihegms are always better attended to tban mere pro- 
saic crumbs of comfort ; and we trust that the " Songs of 
France," which we are about to publish for the patriotic 
purpose above mentioned, may have the desired effl^. 

" Carmina Tel codIo possunt deducere lunam ; 
Carmine Di supen placantur, carmine manes : 
Duciie ab urbe domum, mea carmina, ducite Daphnim!** 

When Saul went mad, the songs of the poet David were 
the only effectual sedatives ; and in one of that admirable 
series of homilies on Job, St. Chrysostom, to fix the atten- 
tion of his auditory, breaks out in ^e style : ^fi ou», aya* 
cnjrs, TTig Aa^idKtig xida^ag avax^ovffu/Lsv ro '^aT^xov fAsXo;, mi 
rnv avdPUKrt\>7iv yoovreg raXcuvu^iav ii*X(iifLiv^ xai r. X. (^Serm. Ill- 
in Job.) These French Canticles are, in Front's manuscript, 
given with accompaniment of introductory and explanatory 
observations, in which they swim like water-fowl gn the 
bosom of a placid and peUucid lake ; and to each song there 
is underwritten an English translation, like the liquid re- 
flection of the floating bird in the water beneath, so as to 
recall the beautiful image of the swan, which, according to 
the father of " lake poetry," 

" Floats double— swan and shadow." 

Vale et fruere ! 


Reffent Street, Itt Oct. 1834. 

WatergratthiU, Oct. 1833, 
I HAVE lived among the French : in the freshest dawn of 
early youth, in the meridian hour of manhood's maturity, 
my lot was cast and my lines fell on the pleasant places of 
that once-happy land. Full gladly have I strayed among 
her gay hamlets and her hospitable ch&teaux, anon breaking 
the brown loaf of the peasant, and anon seated at the boara 
of her noblemen and her pontiffs. I have mixed industri* 
ously with every rank and every denomination of her people, 
tracing as I went along the peculiar indications of toe Uelt 
and the* Frank, the Normand and the Breton, the liinaue 
d*oui and the langue d*oc ; not at the same time overlooking 


the endemic fuTiturea of unrivnlled Gaspony. Ihe raanufac- 

tnnng iudiistrj' of Lyons, the Gothic reminiBcenfeBof Toum, 

tfce historiu uwociatioiut of Orl«aae, tbe mercaatiJe ent«r- 

ipriae ood opnleDce of Bordeaux, Maraeilles, the emporium 

of the LeTU>t, each claimed my wonder in its turu. It n as 

goodlr scene ! nnd, L'ompared to tbe ignoble itnd debused 

memtion that now usurps the Boil, my recolleclione of 

ate-resolutioimry Frauce are like dreams of an anttdilui-ian 

rorld. And in those days arose the voice of song. The 

karact^riatic cheerfulnesa of the country found n vent lor 

te anpcmbundnnt jov in jocund carols, and music woe ut 

nee the ofl'i^priug and the parent of gaiety, Sterne, in his 

Sentioiental Joiimey," had seen the peaaantry whom he so 

nphically describes in that passage concerning a mam'nge- 

■st — A grnerous flagon, grace after meat, and a dance on 

green turf under the canopy of approving Heaven. Sor 

thif Iriah heart of Ooldsmitn (who, like myaelf, rambled 

B the banks of tbe Loire and the Garonne with true jiedes- 

rian philosophy) fail to enter into the spirit of jovous 

lubcrance Which animated the inhabitants of each village 

brough which we pssBed. poor and penniless, but a poet ; 

nd he himself tellH us that, with his flute in his pocket, he 

li^ht not fear to qu.irtpr himself on any district in the 

[lulb of France, — auch was the charm of music to the ear 

r tbe nativm in those happ^ days. It surely was not of 

Vaaue that tbe poetic tounat spoke when he opened hia 

TnTeller " by those sweet veraea that tell of a loneliness 

le eiperirnced on the banks of the Loire, however felt 

jwhere — 

"BemoM. utiHrimded, aoliMTy, tlow; 
Or by UiB 1«bj Schaldl, or iumdanng Po," 4c. 
r GoMy, the village maiden lit up her brightest smiles \ 
bim ifae tidv housewife, " on hospitable cares intent," 
■ugbt forth tne wheaten loaf and the well-seasoned sau- 
e : to welcome the foreign troubadour, tbe master of the 
tage and of the vineynrd produced his best can of wine, 
rer loath for au excuse to drain a cheerful cup with au 
wst&Uow; for, 

" 8i bmi cofnmeiniiii, cdumb sunt qiiinqtie bibmdi : 
Hotfiitu adrontui, pr^us hA» Btcjiic fiitiim, 
Td Tini bonitM — vel quslibel altera cauM." 


Ail this buoyancy of spirits, all this plentiful glAdnen, 
found expression and utterance in the national music and 
songs of that period ; which are animated and liyely to ex- 
cess, and bear testimony to the brisk current of feelingand 
the exhilarating influence from which they sprung. Each 
season of the happy year, each incident of primitive and 
rural life, each occiurence in village history, was chronicled 
in uncouth rhythm, and chanted with choral glee. ThebaP* 
tismal holyday, the marriage epoch, the 8oldier*s return, the 
" patron saint," the harvest and the vintage, " le jour des 
rois,'* and " le jour de Noel," each was ushered in with the 
merry chime of parish bells and the extemporaneouB out- 
break of the rustic muse. And when mellow autumn gav^ 
place to hoary winter, the genial source of musical inapira^ 
tion was not frozen up in the hearts of the young, nor wa* 
there any lack of traditionary ballads derived from the ox^* 
mory of the old. 

** Ici le chanvre pii^par^ 
Toume autour du fuseau Gk)thique, 

£t 8ur un banc mal assur^ 

La berg^re la plus antique 

Chaute la mort du * Bakfr^ 
D'uno Yoix plaintive et tragique.*' 

" While the merry fireblocks kindle, 
While the gudewife twirls her spindle, 
llark the song which, nigh the embers, 

Singeth yonder withered crone ; 
Well I ween that hag remembers 
Many a war-tale past and gone." 

This characteristic of the inhabitants of G«ul, this con- 
stitutional attachment to music and melody, has been eaAj 
noticed by the writers of the middle ^es, and remarked on 
by her historians and philosophers. The eloquent Salvian 
of Marseilles (a.d. 440), in his book on Providence (**de 
Q-ubematione Dei"), says that his fellow-countrymen had a 
habit of drowning care and banishing melancholy with songs : 
*^ Cantilenis infortunia sua solantur." In the old jurispro- 
dence of the Gallic code we are told, bv lawyer de Mud)- 
angy, in his work, " la Gkule Po^tique, that aU the goods 
and chattels of a debtor could be seized by the ^editor, 
with the positive exception of any musical instrument, lyrCi 


w (lute, whiuh oapjii-ntid to be in tlie boiiBe of mis- 
the luH^vera wisely aad huioauely providiuf; a 
of (WDsoLation for the ptHir devil wben oil was goue. 
ljf« lumt etill e»me euactments of Charlemagne interwoven 
in the Ittbyriathineiatricacie^of the capitularian law, havine 
KfeicDce to tlie minstrels of that penod ; and the bode of 
Boland, who frdJ at Bou(Xsv»iiz with the ilower of Gmlic 
■ ivalry, is rtill sung by the grenadiere of France : 

>r, u Sir Walter Scott will have it, 

•' O ! for • bl»t of th«t wild hom, 
Oa FoaUnibii'e i>ch»e9 borne," 3k. 

Duiing the crusades, the minstrelay of France attained n 
bigfa degree of refinement, delicacy, and vigour. Never were 
iore-odrenturefi, broken hearts, and broken heads, so plenti- 
■ftil. The novelty of the acene. the excitement of departure, 
the lover's farewell, the rapture of return, the pilgrim's tale, 
tiie jumble of war and devotion, laurels and palni'trces^aJl 
tiicse matters inflamed the imagination of tne troubadour, 
■ad ennobled the effusions of genius. Oriental landscape 
added a new charm to the creations of poetry, and the bard 
of t^iivalrouB Europe, transported into the acenes of volup- 
tuous Asia, acquired a new stock of imagery ; an additional 
" ' >rd would vibrate on his lyre. Thii^bault, comte de Cham- 
jne, who swayed the destinies of the kiu^om imder Queen 
Blanche, while St. Louia was in Palestine, distinguished 
* Inuelf not only by his patronage of the tuneful tribe, but 
/ hia own original compositions ; many of which I have 
D<ntrb«ulrd amon^ the USH. of the King's Library, when I 
wan in Paris. Ilichnrd Cceur de Lion, whose language, 
liabita, and chamcter, belonged to Normandy, was almost oa 
de^er at a ballad as at the battle-aie: hia faithful trouba- 

, Ulondel, acknowledges Jiis master's comi>e(ency in 

•kiagt poetical. But it waa reeerred for the immortal Sent! 
J'AnjoQ, called by the people of Prorence ie hnn rot/ Rmi, 
to vonfi-r splendour ami Maf on the gentle craft, during a 
reign gf singular usefulness and popularity. He was, in 
kinitb, a nre personage, and well oeserved to leave hia 


memoiy embalmed in the recollection of his fellow-countrj* 
men. Afler haying fought in his youth under Joan of Arc, 
in rescuing the territory of France from the grasp of hep 
invaders, and subsequently in the wars of Scander J^g and 
Ferdinand of Arragon, he spent the latter part of his event- 
ful life in diffusing happiness among his subjects, and making 
his court the centre of refined and classic enjoyment. Aix 
in Provence was then the seat of civilisation, and the haunt 
of the Muses. While to Bene is ascribed the introduction 
and culture of the mulberry, and the consequent develop- 
ment of the silk-trade along the Rhone, to his fostering care 
the poetry of France is indebted for many of her best and 
simplest productions, the rondeau, the madrigal, the triolein 
the lay, tne virelai, and other measures equally melodious. 
His own ditties (chiefly church hymns) are preserved in the 
Biblioth^ue du Koi, in his own handwriting, adorned bjr 
his royal pencil with sundry curious enluminations and alle- 
gorical emblems. 

A rival settlement for the " sacred sisters" was established 
at the neighbouring court of Avignon, where the temporair 
residence of the popes attracted the learning of Italy and of 
the ecclesiastical world. The combined talents of church- 
men and of poets shone with concentrated effulgence in that 
most picturesque and romantic of cities, fit cradle for the 
muse of Petrarca, and the appropriate resort of every con- 
temporary excellence. The pontific presence shed a lu8fa« 
over this crowd of meritorious men, and excited a spirit of 
emulation in all the walks of science, unknown in any other 
European capital : and to Avignon in those days might be 
applied the observation of a Latin poet concerning that small 
town of Italy which the residence of a single important pe^ 
sonage sufficed to illustrate : 

" Veios liabitante Camillo, 
IIHc Boina fiiit." LvciK. 

The immortal sonnets of Laura's lover, written in the polished 
and elegant idiom of Lombardy, had a perceptible effect ia 
softening what was harsh, and refining what was uncouthr 
in the love songs of the Troubadors, whose language (oot 
altogether obsolete in Provence at the present time) betucii 

VBE tOsaa ov nisct. 


f to the Italian. But this " light of song," liow- 
^ _ ing to the lover of early literature, was but a sort 
of civpuBcular brightening, to herald in th>t lull dawn 
of true tnat« aiid knowledge which broke forth at the appear- 
ance of Frnneia I. and Leo X- Tlien it waa that Europe's 
uudtrn minstrela, forming their lyric effusions on the im- 

Krisliaidt- models of cJassica] antiquity, produced, for the 
w^r and the banquet, for the court and the camp, straina 
<'f unpamlleled eweetnees and power. I have already en- 
rirhed my papers with a Bpeeimen of the love-dittiee which 
the amour of Francis and the unfortunate Comtease de 
Chal<-auhriand gave birth to. The royal lover has himself 
recorded his chivalrous attachment to that lady in a song 
whirb ia nrvserred among the MSS. of the Duke of Bucking- 
ham, ia the Biblioth^ue du Boi. It begins thus: 

"Om que je Is tieni w>u> ma I07, 
• Plui JBTPpie ftmant que roj, 
AdifU, TJaaget de cour," Ac. &c. 

eonga of Henri Quatre, addressed to Gabnelle 
aid of the ballads of Mary 8tuart, it were almost 
,B to say a word ; but in a profeBsed essay on sii 
resting a subject, it would be an uupardouablc omiasioii 
to mention two such iliustrious contributors to thi? 
ftre]sy of France. 
From trowned heads the tranailion to MaJtre Adam (the 
c cjwpenter) is rather abrupt ; but he deserves most 
tooourable rank among the tunefid brotherhood. Without 
B^fuitting his liumble profession of a joiner, be published u 
i volume of songs <Eheima, 1650) under the modest title of 
I " Dry Chips and Oak Shavings from the Workshop of Adam 
r Billsud." Many of his staves are right well put out of 
hand. But he had been preceded by Cleiaenl Marfit, a most 
cultivated poet, who had given the tone to French versifica- 
tK>n. Mnlnerbe was also a capital lyric writer in the gran- 
iitme style, and at times pathetic. Then there was Konsard 
sod Pauard. Jean de Meun, who, with Guillaume de Lorris. 
ronciucted the '■ Bomsn de la "Hme ;" Villon, Charles d'Or- 
IruiH. Gringoire, Alain Chartier, Bertaut, and sundry others 
of the old school, desenedly challenge the antiquary and 
critic*! comiiieudation. The BUbuiqueiit glories of Voiture, 





Scuderi, Dorat, Boufflers, Florian, Bacan, and Chalieu, would 
claim their due share of notice, if the modem lyrics of 
Lamartine, Victor Hugo, Andr^ Chenier, Chateaubriand, and 
Delavigne, like the rod of the prophet, had not Bwallowed 
up the inferior spells of the magicians who preceded them. 
But I cannot for a moment longer repress mj enthusiastic 
admiration of one who has arisen in our days, to strike in 
Prance, with a master-hand, the lyre of the troubadour, and 
to fling into the shade all the triumphs of bygone minstrelsr- 
Need I designate Bcrangcr, who has created tor himself a 
style of transcendent vigour and originality, and who ha> 
sung of war, love, and toiney in strains &r excelling those of 
Blondcl, Tyrta^us, Pindar, or the Teian bard. He is now 
the genuine representative of Gallic poesy in her amoiml 
lior amatory, her warlike, and her philosophic mood : and the 
)>k'nitude of the inspiration that dwelt successively in the 
souls of all the songsters of ancient France seems to have 
trausmigrated into Beranger, and found a fit recipient in hii 
capacious and liberal mind : 

" As some bright riTcr, that, from fall to fitU 
Tn many a maze deficcndiDg, bright in all. 
Finds 8omo fair region, where, eadi labyrinth past. 
In one full lake of light it redta at last."— Zoifa JUoUL 

Let me open the small volume of his chansons, and take at 
venture the first that ofiers. Good ! it is about the gnp^- 
/nVie is the grand topic with all poets (after the ladies) ; 
hear then his account of the introduction of the grape into 
Burgundy and Champagne, effected through the instTamen- 
tality of Brennus. 

Ou la Vigne planlee dana lei 

Brennus disait aux bons Qaulois, 

" Celt^rez un triomphe insignc ! 
Let* cliamps de Borne ont paj^ mes 
Et j'cn rapports un ccp do vigne ; 
Priv^s oie son jus tout-puisaant, 

Ci^e dong of BrcnnnI, 

Or the Introthieiion of ike Greqn 
into France. 

TuNB—"The Night before Lanr." 

WhenBrcnnua ouno back here from 
These words he is said to hare 
"We hare conquered, my boyt! 
and brought home 
A sprig of the vine for b tokisl 



■ eoteaoi que le pampre m- 
■ U rictoirc. 

i OF FR^XCB. 211 

Cheer, mj hfatiiH I uid welmm* 
to G&ul 
Tiiii plant, whidi wb won 6oin 
the foemaii ; 
Til enoiigh to rcpaj na G>r all 
Our trouble in hniing the Bo- 

Bles* the godt I uid bad 
luck to Uie geuse I 
O t lake core la treat weli the fair 
f>oin the blasts of tiie north to 
protect her ; 
Of jour hiUocko, the Bunnjeat and 
Uake them liers. for the aske of 
ber nectar. 
She iltall nurfle jotir joung Gaul* 
with her JLiieoi 
aire life to 'the arts' in libs- 
While joor ahipB round the globe 
■ball prounce 
Her goblet of jo; for all nstioni — 
B'en the fbeman ihall 
tael« of our cup. 
The exile irho Sirs to our hearth 
8lie (hall soothe, all bis eorrom 
redreaeing ; 
For the Tine is the parent of mirth. 
And to (it in its ghada it a blen 
So the soil Brsnnua dug vith hi 

'Uid the crowd of Gaul's WM 
riom and eago ; 
And our forefatherH pitOf of gaj 

Got a glimpse through the (ista 

And it ehutdened the 
hearts of the Gauli '. 
hxeh M the classical and genial range of thought in whicli 
^F loves to indulge, amid the impretendmg efiuaiooB 
of » professed drinking song; embodying liie noble and pa- 
triotic bHpiratJona in the simple form of an historical ftoec- 
^le, or » light and fanciful allegory. He abounds in 
F 2 

Qaittanl no« bords litTorisfs, 
tUk Taisaani iront tai I'oadB 
■|£b de «iD> et de llcura pa- 

tr la joiD aulour du monde. 

■tn» I emboUi* n« dcatitu ! 
In people boapitalier te prie, 
'bh prosorit, B«sii it lios 

'Wnnt alort bainit le« Cieoi, 

Cnusc la tcTTG BTec sa lance, 

''Wlc U lignet ot let Gaulois 



philanthropic sentiments and generous outbursts of pfts* 
sionate eloquence, which come on the feelings unexpedtemji 
and never mil to produce a corresponding excitement in the 
heart of the listener. I shall shortly return to his glorious 
canticles ; but meantime, as we are on the chapter of wine, 
by way of contrast to the style of B^ranger, 1 may be al- 
lowed to introduce a drinking ode of a totally different cha- 
racter, and which, from its odd and original conceptions, 
and harmless jocularity, I think deserving of notice. It ia. 
besides, of more ancient date ; and gives an idea of whit 
songs preceded those of Stranger. 

Iza iElosetf lie TlEau. 

II pleut ! il pleut enfin ! 

£t la vigne alt^r^ 

Va Be voir restaur^ 
Par un bienfieut divin. 
De Teau chantons la gloire, 

On la meprise en vain, 
C'est Teau qui nous fait boire 

Du vin ! du vin ! du vin ! 

Cest par Teau, j'en conviens, 

Que Dieu fit le deluge ; 

Mais ce souTerain Juge 
Mit le mal pr^ du bien ! 
Du deluge Tbistoire 

Fait naitre le raisin ; 
Cest I'eau qui nous fait boire 

Du vin ! du vin ! du vin ! 

Ah ! combien je jouis 
Quand la riviere apporte 
Des vins de toute sorte 

Et de touB les pays ! 

]^Ia cave est mon arraoire — 
A Tinstant tout est plein ; 

Cest Teau qui nous fiut boire 
Du vin ! du vin ! da vin ! 

Mttu ficbtot to Olater. 

.« Life let ub cherish." 

Bain best doth nourish 

Eiui^h's pride, the budding vine ! 
Grapes best will flourish 

On which the dewdrops shine. 
Then why should water meet with soon, 

Or wliy its claim to praise resign? 
When from that bounteous source is bon 

The vine ! the vine ! the vine ! 

Bain best disposes 

Earth for each blossom and each bod; 
True, we are told by Moses, 

Once it brought on " a flood :" 
But while that flood did all immerse, 

All save old Noah*s holy line, 
Pray read the chapter and the vene— 

l^e vine is there ! the vine ! 

Wine by water-carriage 

Bound the globe is best oonvejed; 
Then why disparage 

A path for old Bacchus made? 
When in our docks the cargo lands 

Which foreign merchants hereoonsigni 
The wine's red empire wide expands—* 

The vine ! the vme ! the vine ! 

Par un terns sec et beau Bain makes the nuller 

Le meunier du village. Work his glad wheel the livelong dtj { 

Se morfond sans ouvrage, Bain briags the Miller^ 

Jl nt boit que de Teau ; And drives dull care away : 

»n Nntre <1biw la gloire 
Qiund I'sn rcntre Bu 
0eil I'aia qui lui fut boire 
[ Do vial da Tin! darml 
Kiiat-il III) trait nournu? 
Ktt unis, }r U guBiie ; 
Voyex K U guinguelte 
Snlnr w poriear d'eui I 
n* perdlsmimoire 

I ^'^ InwKm du uwtin ; 

■nO^Mt Ttaa (jui iui fait boire 
^H Da Tin '. da Tin ! du Tin '. 

»Ofl OF 7BAIfCl. 21''j 

For without nin he Wki the sEreom, 
And fain o'er walcrj cupa muit piiie t 

But Then it rnina, he tuarU, I deem, 
The Tine ! the vine I the Tine I* 

Though all good judgea 

Water'e worth now uodentand, 
Uaik jon chiel who drudges 

Wita bucketa in eaeh hand ; 
He toil* with ualff through the town. 

Until he apies a certain "sigo," 
Where entering, all hia labour done^ 

He draine thj juice, O Tine I 

chanter I'mu 

Smquci moi Tite one t eji p 
Da ct>u]L JOB du tonneau — ' 
C« Tin rient de la Loire, 
_ On birn dnborda du Rhin . 

lu qui Doua (ait boire Qi 

But pairc water singing 

Dries full soon the poet's tongnBi 
So crown all hj briiieing 

A draught drawn &om the bung 
Of jonder cask, that wine contain a 

Of Loire's good vinlage or the Rhine 
of whose teeming margin reign* 


■L^ A " wat^r-poet" is a poor creature in general, and though 
^fSmpid and lucid enough, the foregoing ruoH at a ver^ low 
~ lerpl. Something more lofty in lyrics and more in the Pin- 
tlftric vein ought to follow ; for though the old Theban hini- 
•elf opena by striking a key-note about the excellence of 
that element, he soon aoara upward far above low-water 
mark, and ie lost in the clouds — 

« Unlta Bin: 

n IcTat ai 

I jet, in his highest flight, has he ever been wafted on more 
I duing And vigorous pinions tlian B^rancer ? This ml\ be 
L at once seen. Search the racing calendar of the Olvrnpio 
^touf for u monr olympiads as you please, and in the nnrae- 
I will find nothing better than the " Cossack'c 
H to his Charger." 

* Thia id(«, containing an apparent paradox, has been froquentlj 
rted up in the quaint writing of tlie middle ages. There is an old 
■tita' riddll^ which 1 learnt among other wiao aawe at their colleKe*) 
II which it will appear that thii MilUr ia a regular Jei. 

Q. "Soale bibo Tiaiun quoties mlhi auppetit jndai 
Uodaque si dnil, quid bibo f" 

S. " Triitis aquam ]" 


Yiens, mon ooonier, noble ami da Ooflaqui^ 

Vole au signal dea trompettes da nord; 
Prompt au pillage, intr^ide k Tattaquo, 

Pr6te BOOB moi dea ailea k la mort. 
L'or n'emrichit ni ton firein ni ta aelle^ 

Mais attends tout da prix de mes exploits i 
Hennis d'orgueil, 6 mon ooorsier fid^le^ 

St foule aax pieds lea peuples et les rois. 

La paix qui fuit m'abandonne tea goidea. 

La Tieiile Europe a perdu sea remparts ; 
Yiens de tr^sors combler mes mains avidea, 

Yiens reposer dans 1* asile dea arts, 
Betourne boire k la Seine rebelle, 

Oil, tout sanelant, tu t'es lav^ deux fois ; 
Hennis d'orgueil, 6 mon coursier fidMe, 

Et foule aux pieds les peuples et les rois. 

Comme en un fort, princes, noblee, et prMreti 

Tous assi^g^ par leurs sujets souffirans, 
Kous ont crie : Yenez, soyez nos maitres — 

Nous serons serfs pour demeurer tyrans ! 
tTai pris ma lanoe, et tous vont derant elle 

Humilier, et le soeptre et la croix : 
Hennis d'orgueil, 6 mon coursier fidMe. 

Et foule aux pieds les peuples et les rois. 

J*ai d*un g^ant ru le &nt6me xnmiense 

Sur nos biTOuacs fixer un osil ardent ; 
H s'^cria : Mon r^gne recommence ; 

Et de sa hache il montrait TOocident j 
Du roi dee Huns c'^tait I'ombre immortelle i 

Fils d'Attila, j*ob^ k sa voix 
Hennis d'orgueil, 6 mon coursier fiddle, 

Et foule aux pieds les peuples et lea roia. 

Tout cet ^clat dont FEurope est si fi^re, 

Tout oe savoir qui ne la defend pas, 
S'engloutira dans les flots de poussi^re 

Qu'autour de moi vont souleTer tes pas 
Efface, efface, en la course nouyeUe^ 

Temples, palais, moeurs, souvenirs, et Ids 
Hennis d'orgueil, 6 mon coursier fiddle, 

Et foule aux pi ads les peuples et lea roia. 

Cb* dong of tf)t Coiiack, 

l^ae, irouw the* up, my gsllanl horst, »nd bear tbj rider oh [ 

The commie thou, uid the fnend, I trow, of Uic dwoUer cm Iha 

Z^llage and Dcalh hue 8pmd their ning: ! 'tii the liour Ia hir 

tliee Ibrtli, 
^nd Hiih tliy boob an ecLo vake lo the trumpets of tlje North ! 
Koi genu nor gold do men behold upon thy eaddle-tref ; 
ftut earth sffonLi the weallli of lorJs for thy maslrr and for Uiec. 

■rrrij neigh, mj rharger grey !^ thy cliost is proud uid 

!T the fields o( Franca, ani the pride of her 

_iimpe is wmk^he hath gromi old — her hulwarka are laid low ; 
Bbe is loath to hear the hlait of war — she shrinkf th from a foe I 
Come, in our turn, let as sigonm in her goodly baiints of joy — 
Xd the pilliu'd porch lo wave the torch, and her pnlaces deslivy ! 
3^ud ai when fint thou alak'dst iJiy thirst in tho flow of conqner'J 

An ahalt thou Ibtc, within that ware, thy blood-red flanks aguin. 
"Aai flercnly neigh, my gallant grey ! — thy chest ia strong and 

\j ttoofs aball pranoc o'er the fields of Traace, and the pride of hiT 
beroca trunple! 

Eiut are beJFOgner'd on tlisir thronea by their own vassal crew ; 
AnifiD their den qualie nohlemen, and priests are bcardM loo ; 
Attd loud tliey yelp for the Cosaacks' help (o keep their bondsmen 

Anil they lliink it meet, while they kiss our feet, to wear ■ tyrant'* 


Tbeo proudly neigh, my gallant grey ! ^ — thy cheat it 
hj hoofs ahall prwiCB o'er the flelds of France, and the 

Xingly hia crest — aad towards the West with bis battle-ue he 

pointed t 
And tlie "Cirm" I saw woi Amu! of this earth the scourge 



From the Cossack's camp let the horseman's tramp the coming 

announce ; 
Let the vulture whet his heak sharp set, on the carrion field to pounce ; 
And proudly neigh, my charger grey ! — 1 thy chest is broad and 

Thy hoofs shall prance o*er the fields of France, and the pride of her 

heroes trample ! 

What boots old Europe's boasted fame, on which she builds reliance^ 
When the Korth shall launch its avaUmche on her works of art and 

science ? 
Hath she not wept her cities swept by our hordes of trampling ' 

stallions ? 
And tower and arch crush'd in the march of our barbarous battalions ? * 
Can we not wield our fathers* shield ? the same war-hatchet handle ? 
Do our blades want length, or the reapers* strength, for the harrest - 

of the Vandal ? 
Then proudly neigh, my gallant grey, for thy chest is strong and. 

And thy hoofs shall prance o*er the fields of France, and the prids 

her heroes trample ! 

In the foregoing glorious song of the Cossack to his- 
Horse, Beranger appears to me to have signally evinced that 
peculiar talent discoverable in most of his lyrical imperson* 
ations, which enables him so completely to identify himseir 
with the character he undertakes to portray, that the poet 
is lost sight of in the all-absorbing splendour of the theme. 
Here we have the mind hurried away with irresistible graspy 
and flung down among the wild scenery of the river D<Hiy 
amid the tents of the Scythians and an encampment of the 
North. If we are sufhciently dull to resist the impulse that 
would transport our rapt soul to the region of the poet's 
inspiration, still, even on the quiet tympanum of^ our eflfo- 
minate ear, there cometh the sound oi a barbarian cavalry, 
heard most fearfully distinct, thundering along the npid 
and sonorous march of the stanza ; the terrific spectre of 
the King of the Huns frowns on our startled fancy : and 
we look on this sudden outpouring of Stranger's tremendoiu 
poetry with the sensation of Virgil's shepherd, >wed at the 
torrent that sweeps down from the Apennines, — 

'* Stupet inscius alto 
Accipiens sonitum saxi de yertioe pastorj 


There is more where that came from. And if^ instead of 



rientol imagery and " barbaric pearl and gold." camels, 
alm-lrees, buibub. houria, I'rankinceiiBe, silver veils, and 
ther gewgawa with whieli Tom Moore lia.a glutted the 
iftrket of literature in his " Lalla Eookb," we eould pre- 
lil OD our poetnetere to use sterner stuff, to dig the iron 
lines of the North, osd send their PegnsuB to a week's 
aining ntnosg the Cossacks, rely on it we should have more 
l^jur and energy in the boue and muscle of the winged 
EiuuaL Drawing-room poets should partake of the rough 
let and maaeulme beverage of this hardy tribe, whose 
>okery has been described in " Hudibras," and of whom 
)e swan of Maatua gently slngeth with becomiug admir- 


m BanguiDD potat equiao." 

Lord Byron is never more spirited and vigorous than 
rhen he recounts the cntostrophe of Maeeppa ; and in the 
rbole of tlie subtitiie rhapsody of " Childe Harold," there 
I not a line (whore all breathes the loftiest euthusiaam) to 
e compared to hia northern slave, 

" Butchered to make a Eoniao holydny !" 
[0 is truly great, when, in the hdnesa of prophetic tnspi- 
■tion, he catLs on the Goths to " arise and glut their ire !" 
lowever. let none woo the muse of the North, without 
olid capabilities : if Moore wer« to present himself to the 
ruph's notice, I fear he would catch a Tartar. 
TSe '• Songs of France," properly so called, exhibit a fund 
if incihausUble good-humour, at the same time that tbcy 
sre fraugbt with the most exalted philosophy. Addison 
hat written a "commentary" on the ballad of "Chevy 
Ctiaae ;" and the public is indebted to him for having re- 
,TBaled the recondite value of that excellent old chant : but 
is a French lyrical composition coeva! with the En- 
ballod aforesaid, and containing at least an equal 
ititjr of contemporary wisdom. The opening verses may 
a Bpecimen of its ■ - > - > . . ~., 


mderfuJ range of thought. The] 

" Lb bon n>j Datfobert 
Ainit miaaaeillolleil' 
he ton Saint £lof 


Lui dit, 'O mou roj t 
Voire majesty 
S'est mal culott^ !' 

* £h bien/ dit ce bon roj, 

* Je vaifl la remettare ^ Tendroil* *** 

I do not, as in other cases, follow up this French qaotft* 
tion by a literal version of its meaning in English, for several 
reasons ; of which the principal is, that I intend to rereit 
to the song itself in my second chapter, when I shall come 
to treat of " frogs" and " wooden shoes." But it may be 
well to instruct the superficial reader, that in this apparently 
simple stanza there is a deep blow aimed at the imbecilitj 
of the then reigning monarch ; and that under the eulotte 
there lieth much hidden mystery, explained by one Sartor 
Resartus, Professor Teufelsdrockh, a (German philosopher. 

Confining myself, therefore, for the present, to wime and 
war, I proceed to give a notable toar-song, of which the tune 

* Dagobert II., king of AostralisiA, was conveyed away in his infimcr 
to Ireland, according to the historians of the country, by ordert of a 
designing maire du palais^ who wished to get rid of him. fSee Meaeraj, 
Hist, de Fran. ; the Jesuit Daniel, Hist. Franc. ; and Abb^ Mac G^eogfae- 
han, Hist. d'Irlandc.) He was educated at the school of Lismofe, so 
celebrated by the yenerable Bede as a oolite of European reputation. 
His peculiar manner of wearing his trowsers would seem to ha,Te been 
learned in Cork. St. Eloi was a brassfounder and a tinker. He is tiie 
patron of the Dublin corporation guild of smiths, who call him (igno- 
rantly) St. Loy. This saint was a good Latin poet. The king, one day 
going into his chariot, a clumsy contriranoe, described by Bouenu— 

** Quatre boeufs attel^, d'un pas tranquil et lent» 
Promenaient dans Paris le monarque indolent** — 

was, as usual, attended by his favourite, Eloi, and jokingly asked him 
to make a couplet extempore before the drive. Eloi stipulated for tiie 
wages of song ; and having got a promise of the two oxen, laondied out 
into the following — 

** Ascendit Dagobert, veniat bos unus et alter 
In nostrum stabulum, carpere ibi pabulum !** 

King Dagobert was not a bad hand at Latin verses hima^ f^^ for he it 
supposed to have written that exquisite elegy sung at the diige for tbt 
dead — 

" Dies irse, dies ilia 
Solvet ssDclum in faviM, 
Teste David cum sibyllA," Ac 



h well known throughout Europe, but t.he worda and tlie 
poetry nre on the point of being effaced from the euperficial 
DK-mory of this fliniBy generiition.. By my recording tbem 
in these pntjcrB, posterity will not be cfepnved of their racy 
huiDoiir and eiquiaite na'ioeU : nor shall a future age he re- 
duced to confeaa writh the interlocutor in the " Ecloguee," " hm- 
NH-ninJ, n verba tenerem." Wbo has not hummed in bie 
lifetime the iinmurtal air of Malbbocck F Still, if the beat 
iutiquory were called on to supply the original poetic com- 
'poaition, such as it burst on the world in the decline of the 
eUomc era of Queen Anne and Louia XIV., I fear he would 
fe oiuble to gratify the curiosity of an eager public in eo 
interesting an inquiry. For many reasons, therefore, it is 
Ughly meet and proper that I should consign it to the ini- 
.perishable tablets of these written loemorials: and here, then. 
blloweth the song of the lamentable death of the illustriona 
'John Churchill, which did not take place, by Bome mistake, 
^Init was nevertheless celebrated aa lullowa : 

blbronck i"!!!! Tft-t-en guerre, Malbroucli, the prince of oom- 

Bgadl ) 
[/«-, We feu 

[« TriniW «• puui, 

Hi TOO ton, Um toD,-mi rt 

t> I^iU H pute. 

\ sa tour moDte, 

on. Ion ton, mi ron bunr, 

X^la»h«ulqu' on petit moolsr [Irr. 

EO* roit renir nn p«g^ 

Ki iwm tan, ton ton, mi ron taine, 

nu Toit Tenir un page 

Anil Eastor is past, nioptWTBP ; 
And Malbrouck BtUl dclajs.' [tir. 

Milttdy in her walch. tower 
Spendt man J ■ penaiTa hour, 
Not wsU knowing «hir or how her 
Dear lord from Engliuidata;t.[rfr. 

Wliilo Billing qnilo forlorn in 
That lower, ihe spiea returning 
A piiige cUd in deep mourning, 
With fftinling slepi and ilow. [(w 



Mon pagOi d mon beau page, 
Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron tainei 
Mon page, 6 mon beau page, 
Quelle nouvelle apportei P [l«r. 

La nouvelle que j'apporte, 

Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron taine^ 

La nouTcUe que j'apporte 

Vo8 beaux yeux vont pleurer. [ter» 

Monsieur Malbrouck est mort, 
Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron taine, 
Monsieur Malbrouck est mort. 
Est mort et enterr^.* Iter, 

Je Tai vu porter en ter^e, 

Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron taine, 

Je I'ai vu porter en terre 

Pv quatrez' officiers. [ter. 

L*un portait son grand sabre, 
Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron taine, 
L'un portait son grand sabre, 
L' autre son bouclier. [/er. 

** O page, pritliee^ oome &ftfr 
"Wliat news do joa bring of your 

I fear there is some disaster, 
if our looks are so foil of woe.** [ter. 

*' The newB I bring, &ir hdj^* 
With sorrowful accent said he^ 
*' Is one you are not ready 
So soon, alas I to hear. [ter. 

But since to speak Fm hurried," 
Added this page, quite flunisd, 
** Malbrouck isdeadandburiedr*— 
(And here he shed a tear.) [ter, 

** He's dead ! he's dead as a hening! 
For I beheld his * berrmg,' 
And four officers transferrins 
His coipse away from tbefiela.[l0r. 

One officer carried his sabre, 
And he carried it not without la- 
Much envying his next neighbour, 
Who only bore a shield. [ter. 

The third was helmet-bearer — 
That helmet which on its wearer 
Filled all who saw with terror, 
And covered a hero's brains, [ter. 

Now, having got so far, I 
Find that ^y the Lord Hany !) 
The fourth is left nothing to carry ; 
So there the thing remains." [ter. 

Le troisi^me son casque, 
Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron taine, 
Le troisieme son casque. 
Panache renvers^. [ter, 

L' autre, jene s^ais pas bien. 
Mi ron ton, ton ton, mi ron taine, 
L' autre, je ne s^ais pas bien, 
Mais je crois qu'il ne portait rien. 


Such, O phlegmatic inhabitants of these countries ! is the 
celebrated funeral song of Malbrouck. It is what we would 
in Ireland call a keen over the dead, with this difference, 
that the lamented deceased is, among us, generally dead 
outright, with a hole in his skull ; whereas the subject of 
the pathetic elegy of " Monsieur" was, at the time of its 
composition, both alive and kicking all before him. It may 
not be uninteresting to learn, that both the tune and the 
words were composed as a " lullaby'* to set the infiint Dau- 

• Knrai TlarpoKXof vtKvot ifi afupifiaxovrai 

Vvfivov arag ra yi rivx^* (X'^ KopwaioXoQ *E«ra>p. 

a to tieep ; and that, hariiig aucceeileil in the object of 
ioporific efficaoy, the poetesa (for Boine make Madame de 
levign^ the nuthoreaa of " Malbrouek," ahe beiug a sort of 
L. ^ L. in ber day) deemed hiatorical accuracy a minor 
eonsideration. It ia a fact, that this tune is the only one 
nelished by the South Sea islanders, who find it " most 
musical, moat melancholy." Chateaubriand, in his l/ineraim 
it Jtmtalfm, eaya the air was brought from FatcBtiue by 

! have just given a war^ong, or a luOaby, I shall 

luce a difiereot subject, to avoid mondlnny. I shall 
tberefore give the poet Bfranger's lanious ode to Dr. Lard- 
nor, concerning his Cyciopiedia. The occasion which gave 
fiee to thia lyrical effusion was the recent trip of I>ionyeiu9 
[lOrdDer to Paris, and hia proposal (conveyed through Dr. 
Bowring) to Be'ranger, of a handsome remuneration, if the 
wet would sing or say a good word about his " Cabinet Cyclo- 
»diii," which Dr. Bowrmg translated as "aon EncyclopSdie 
bs Cabinets" (iTauanet?) Lardner gave the poet a dinner 
1 the strength of the eipected commendntorv poem, when 
le following song vae composed after the third bottle : 

VCftt Ut SamorltS. CI)e Sinntr of fBionpiiat. 

t'DsntocieaVept^ mt hien DOnnua. 0! who hsth not heard of theawonl 
En mige & tablii il m'a seoibU In which old Deiiuis 

TOir ! HunB ovpr Ihc head of B Stoic t 

menafnnto et And how tho item aage bore ih»t 

terrible mmaoo 
for^nil ik m'lu- WilJi a forlituda not quite he- 
roic P 

fe m'irruii que njon deilin a'a- There's ■ Dennis the "tjrant of 
ch^Te— CwUjI'" hight, 

Igt iMDpe en mnin, am dooi bruit (Most innccrely 1 pity his Isdj, 

a» ooacerM, oh !) 

rieoi Denia, je me ni de tDn Now tbia Deoni* is doomed for liis 
gljjVe, aitis to indite 

l( boiSi Je chiLDtf, et je sifflo tea A "Cubii^ Cjclopiediit." 

Qua da mfprit U hkiiu ■UKoini He prcued me to dine, and li« 

lie aauTe !" pUwd on mj head 

:I>it oa pMant, qui roiupt un £1 Aaapproprintr 'arlandofpoppioi 

■ pr. L. tad then ■ bill before the I/ord« for dirorra from bia Bnt 
He, Cecilia Flood, pitoa of >h> aelchratiul Iriah orator. 


Le fer pesant tombe ear ma tfftte And, lo ! from the oeiUiig then 
chauTe, hunff hj a thread 

J*entendB ces mots, ''Denia s^ait A bale of unsaleable copies. 

se vcnger !" •* Puff my writings," he cried, ** or 
Me YoUk mort et poursuiTant mon your skull shall be crushed I" 

r^ve — '* That I cannot," I answered, with 
La coupe en main, je r^p^te aux honea^ flushed. 

enfers, "Be your name Dkmysius or 
O yieux Denis, je me ris de ton Tfaad^, ah I 

glaive, Old Dennis, my boy, though I were 
Je bois, je chante, et je siffle tes to enjoy 

Ten! But one glass and ons song, still 

one laugh, loud and long, 
I should hare at your Cyclopcsdia." 

So adieu, Dr. Lardner, for the present, ass in preatnti ; 
and turn we to other topics of song. 

The eye of the connoisseur has no doubt detected sundry 
latent indications of the poet's consummate drollery ; but 
it is in ennobling insignificant subjects by reference to his- 
torical anecdote and classic allegory, th^t the delicate tact 
and singular ability of Stranger are to be admired. It will 
be in the recollection of those who have read the accom- 
plished fabulist of Eome, Phiedrus, that he commends Si- 
monides of Cos for his stratagem, when hired to sing the 
praise of some obscure candidate for the honours of the 
Olympic race- course. The bard, finding no material for 
verse m the life of his vulgar hero, launched into an enco- 
mium on Castor and Pollux, twin-brothers of the olden turf. 
Beranger thus exemplifies his most homely subject by the 
admixture of Greek and Eoman associations. The original 
is rather too long to be transcribed here ; and as my trans- 
lation is not, in this case, a literal version, the less it is oon^ 
fronted with its prototype the better. The last stanza I do 
not pretend to understand rightly, so I put it at the bottoim 
of the page in a note,* supposing that my readers may not 
be so blind as I confess I am concerning this intricate and 
enigmatical passage of the ode. 

• " Diogene ! sous ton muiteau, 

Libre et content, je ris, je bois, sans gfine ; 

Libre et content, je roule mon tonneau ! 
Lauteme en main, dans TAthenes modeme 

Chercher un homme est un dessein fort beaut 
Mais quand le soir voit briller ma lanteme^ 

C*est aux amours qu*elle sert de flambera.** 

jlnerding to Bfmngtr, SmigiUr, 

My dwelling is wnplc. 

And I're >«t on ciutiple 
For all lovers of nine to follow 

If m; homeyou ihould n»k, 

I tiATe drnin d out a ctwV, 

And I dwoU ill the frsgrBut holloul 

A ditriple am I o( Dioficuw— 

'. bin tub a tnost olauinJ ludging u ! 

'Tig & brautif ul olcore for tbinking ; 

Tij, besides, b cool grotlo for drinking: 

MoreoTer, the piriBh tiiron^iout 

You Ban mdilj rail it sbont. 

0! the both 

For a lover of mirth 
To rand in jokes, and to lodge in case, 
Is the claancal tub of Diogenes ! 

In poLtits Tm no sdepl. 
And into idj tub when f'Te crept, 
Thej may huitms in »sb for my voto. 
For besides, aflcr all the great cry and hubbub, 
KiroBU gate no " l«u pound franchise" to my tub i 

80 yonr " bill" I don I value a groat ! 
And as for that idol of filth and Tulgarily, 
Adomod noH-a-days, and yulept Populvity. 
To mv home 

Ind my hogrhead'a bright aperture darken. 

Think not to such smnmonB I'd hearken. 

So 1 rd say to that ftoule griiu and gaunt, 

Tile plumtom, avniint I 

Get thee out of mv iigbt ! 
Fur thy clumsy opacity sliul« out tbe light 

Of the gay elonous tun 

From my ctasaical tun, 
Where a hater of cant and a lover of fiiii 
Rin would revel in mirth, and would lodge iii . j»i»-« 
The claatical tub of Diogenes '. 

In the park of St. Cloud there stares at you 
A pillar or statue 
or my litge, the philoaoplitr cyuicol: 
tbav he itands on a pianaclck 

And hi* Uotoni ia plKcd on the ground, 

While, with hath eje* llicd vboUj on 

The faTOurile hmmt of Nspoloon, 

" A KUi I" be exclaims, *' bj Ibe po«sTS, I haT» taoaif 
But for iDfi, nben vt eie 1 go uuslertiig 
On tlie boiAerarda of Athene, " Love" rarrw* mj Uiil<fs | 
Aod. egad I though I walk moat demuralf. 
For ■ man I'm not looking full lurolyi 
Naj, I'm louictunea brouglit drunk hamc^ 
Like hoQot Jack Keeve, or like honest Tom 
O I the nest 
For a loTsr of Joat 

To nrrc^l in fun, ruid to lo^ in cmo, 

la the clwiii^al tub of Diogenoa i 

So much for tlie poet's cftpsbilitjr of embellisliiDg i 
18 vulgar, by the raagif wnnd of nntique recoUccttona ; 
prU eoaimunia dieere, ia a secret as rare as ever. Wbei 
Hercules took a distaff )□ hfinil, he made but a poor HiinoetL 

and broke all the threads, to the amuHement of bi« n "' 

BerBDger would have gmrefully gone through Mi 
minor accomplishment, at the same time that the « 
and the battle-axe lost nothiug of their power when « 
by hia band. Such ia the versatility of genius ! 

Con any thing compare with the following ode flf I 
»ery songster of " the tub." who herein shews etriliuigly 
witii what facility be can difersi^ his style, vary his U>at{ 
run " through each mood wf the lyre, a master in all T 

Oianmn, 1822. 

Chantdit ke divui dana la Qrioe 
oublija I 
Koua compariona 

Quand un pigeon Tint a'ib«tlr« 

C^c Caattt'Dobr o( Sl^tttf 

A Dmm, 1821. 

&eln> Ml bf m.* DKlf^ mnA I hi 

To hpT tip the gsjr cup in i 

Franco ll Wbm a bird at our (bot wa ki 
I ulkod of old r 

Swrii diooGTre 

1 billet ■> 

And bi* wing bore ■ | 

n lo portait T 
Boia Qans nia coupe, caenmftr 

""^aoos-iui rite et force rt li- 

1 "w«, 

"" »filBqn.Bt rempUm le roe»- 

*~l-il d'uiiour parler k la 

^''^lle il porto Bu Did qui le 

f *»ppd]e 

"*• dmuera toui d'infurtuaib 

** dnu ma coupe, meuiueeF 

^ don CD pux <ur le spin de 

'U da billet qurlqupi moli me 

Qu'il (•! en Fruioe i dra Gi'oi.-* 
- >|>l>ort/i 

i*} Ticst d'AlliJDiu i il doit puler 
"l*-fcdonc par drotl de pft- 

« cat Viini .'" Ami*, quelle 
wdvUvHen tout-t-coup re- 

el de 


Thou trt tired— real awhile, and 

Thira ilialt «oar, with new etiergT 
To the Und ol that tar-otttait unr.-, 

ir 91 


I ful- 

But perhape thou dost waft (bu 

Of dcvpiir, wrong from ralour 
and dutj — 
Then dfink of my cup, tamer- 

And t\epp oil 

I b09O! 


a are from Orre™! 

And a Viaiman will brook no 
" OreeceU/ret,'" all the godi Lare 

To fill up our joy'a brimnjiug 

O drink of my C'lp, pnrrisr bird: 
And Bleep on thi> hosoin of Pleo- 

MtHbre! Ab t biiTona & la 

la de DOUTesux demi- 

n lain, Iremblante de 

Il cm atu Js gloriem, 
lainaueun! AthAne>,tou- 

plua rouie >u colto dea 

a coupe. mouagrr 

Greece is free ! Let uB dnuk lolhnt 

To our elders in fame '. Did ye 

Thns to Blruggle alone, glorioin 

Froui whose aires we our free- 
dom inherit? 
The old iilotia, which kiu|;i 
would desl.roj, 

Greece regaini, nerer, never (o 


Jlhine fl libre I 0, man) dw Pin- 
Bopryndi Ion ie«p(tv,et Uljre, 

Athiiw est tibre, en 
Albinf est Itbre. 

Buis duiB 

df pit do bar- 

ta dopit dc nuf 

uo l'uniTer9toujour9,iiiitruitiHr 

BelrouTO encore Alb&nes duii 

ooupe, meuager 


Beau TOTAgcuT du pajs dss Hcl- 

B£p<w«-t4i I piii* Tole k tea 

unoun I 
Vole, et bientAt, report^ daiit 


Retieni brsier et tjmns et tiq- 

A tanl du roil dont le trAoe cIi&d- 

D'un peuple liljro apporte en- 

BoiB duu nm coupe, O mstakg-er 

After this specimen of Scrangcr's poetic {lower* in 
BentitneDtal line, I shall lake le&ve of tiini for the mnati 
of this chapter ; promisine, howeirer, to liniw largvlr oa 
inexbauBtible exchequer wlien next I levy my cantnhvt 
no the French. But I cftnnut get out of thin kSdm) 
delicate mood of auotations without indulgjiie in Iha )ai 
of oue more ballna, an exquisite one, from toe pe n rfa 

e of AUiouI Aj \jt% a 

GtT« Aiucreau Joj in hi* to^b. 

Andgladdm the aiiitt of Phw 

Helen! fold that bri^l bM to M 

!> drink or mj rup, irinnil gMri 
And (Imp od tlio boaOBi < 

Bill no, ho Diuit hie to hi* . 

To the neat when hii In^* 

Soon ■«>■» to our diaat 

The young gloriea of AU 

The bxeiMU of king* lo m 
To blnih our tila mlv 
palling !— 
Then drink of ni; goblal, O dors 
And tleep on the bnaat * 



i promise, m earl 

.ye. Vq 
rV life : 

Poor young fellow I he die* 
id these are the lut lia 

bund tracedon pnper.a few days before he expired : 
village of Neuilly. near Pans, whither be had b 
iy tiie pbjaician, in hopea of prolonging, by oountiy ■ 
me to dear to the Miuea, Listen to the notes uf tbe ■' 

o remind Unit 

of Ihii wntf &om AoMnoii'i 
■. ode 16, U»kU mJ. r»Ut-)—V 

TH£ sosoa or teakce. 

I pour SSloi. ISomantr. 

.V™% Octoire, 1S20. 

I> (aiitoira bourgade, 
Sennt i te» maul trutement, 

"K " Qmii <ie U chsoiniSre, 

ITumre de la priire, 

]t tiutcmcnt aa be&oi ; 

'<u fia pTui, prioi ptnii moi I 

quind vou* Terra 1> caacsde 
'«• diret, • Le jeuno mkUde 
. *« iMIiirt da loue ses m«ul.' 
™» ntimM >ur cetle rivt^ 
'™'>«' U oatqplunto ii»i»e, 
A fiud tinlcn le bcfrot, 
' u ^ priea, pDM poujr EDoi I 

By Millecayt, on Jiit Deolh-b, 

I At y 


Sileut, remote, this hunlet semiu — 
Hon hush'd the breeze ! the ere 

Light ihrougti mj dying ijiucber 

But hope comes not, OOr heal- 

Kind rillogere ! Qod ble» jqix* 

Hark ! 'tis for prajcr — the even- 
ing boU— 
Ob, sU; fuid 1 
Moidim, for r 

■r mj dinnK t>^- 
jour roaarj lull ! 

Wben IcBTCs ahall itrew the wikt«r- 

Tho pangs and wo he siUTered 

<loi(i[Ntf;ne, ma aeule amie, 
Mmobjrtd' un constant amou 

Ml jeneris qu'uBJour! 
IW-U, gou de ^a chaumii^, 
IB. 1 1'beure do la pri^ 
^ limdn aou* Ic bcfroi ; 
u qui priei, priei pour moi!" 

Somaj^e «p«ak ofliim that's gone; 

But wboQ jour belfrj lolls mj 
Prajfor the soul of that lost one — 

Maiden, tor roe jour rosarj tell ! 

Oh ! pity htr, in sable robe, 

Who to m J grasBj grsve will come: 
Nor seek aludden wound to probe — 

'TwBs but a daj !— God'awQl !- 

iple, unstfected. this ia true poetry, and goes to the 

One boUod like the foregoing is worth a curt-load 'it 

\t elegicB, nionodiea, aoUIoquiea, and " bards' le^- 

" Apropos of melodiea, I just now recollect one in 

'■ own style, which it wnold be a pity to keep from him 

uie tiim tbe troublf of appropriating it J haye done the 




job ; and it maj challenge competition with his best eomee 
and most far-fetched similes. It is from an old troubado 
called Pierre Eonsard, from whom he has picked up man; 
pood thing ere now. 

le liable. 

V^i Aour^latfK. 

La poudre qui dans oe cristal Dear Tom, d*ye see the rill 
Le cours des heuree nous retrace^ Of sand within this phial ? 

Lorsque dans un petit canal It runs like in a mill, 
Souvent elle passe et repasse. And tells time like a diaL 

Fut Ronsard,qui, un jour, morbleu! That sand waa once Bonsard, 
Par les beaux yeuxde saClytandre Till Bessy D*** look*d at hir 

Soudain fiit tnmsform^ en feu, Her eye burnt up the bard — 
£t il n'en reste que la oendre. He*s pulverised ! an atom ! 

Cendre ! qui ne t'arretes jamais, 
Tu t^moigneras une chose, 

(Test qu'ayant yu de tels attraits, 
Le ccBur onqu^ ne repose. 

Now at this tale so horrid. 
Pray leam to keep your smile h 

For Bessy's zone is " torrid," 
And fire is in her eyeHd.t 

Who, after this sample of French gallantry, wOl refui 
to that merry nation the sceptre of supremacy in the dt 
partment of love-songs ? Indeed, the language of polit 
courtship is so redolent among us of French origin, that tb 
thing speaks for itself. The servant-maid in the court c 
Pilate found out Peter to be from Galilee by his accent 
and so is the dialect of genuine Ghiul ever recognized b 
the fair. Petits soins — air distinguS^faite au tour — natvet 
— billet doux — affaire de ccsur — boudoir, &c. &c., and a thou 
sand other expressions, have crept, in spite of us, into oa 

* A gipsy had cautioned M. de la Mothe Yayer against going to 
near a dyke ; but in defiance of the prophecy he married a dnnouell 
De la Fosse : 

'* In foved qui te moriturum dixit haruspex 
Non mentitus erat ; conjugis ilia fuit P* 0. T. 

t Bonsard has no claim to this ingenious concetto : it is to be foniu 
among the poems of Jerome Amalthi, who flourished in the 14th century 

" Perspicuo in vitro pulvis qui dividit boras, 

£t vagus angustum sspe recurrit iter, 
Olim erat Alcippus, qui, Qallse ut vidit ooellos, 

Arsit, et est cssco factus ab igne cinis. 
Irrequiete cinis ! miserum testobere 

More tuo nuM posse quiete froL*' 

'■ I 

WtT-day uaage.* It was so with the Boiloiib in refereute 
9 Ortti, the favourite conversational vehicle of gallantry 
mong the lonogers along the f'ia Satra .- at least we have 
to any nothing of Juvenal) the authority of that eicellent 
ritie, QuintilJau, who informs us that hia coutemporories, 
Boimeta to the Roman ladies, stuffed their versea 
with Greek terms. I think hia words are : " Tanto eat 
■ermo GrtccuB Latino jucundior, ut noatri poetae, quoties 
carmen dulce esse voluerunt, iilonim id nominibua eior- 
Dent." (Quint. lii. cap. 10, sec. 33.) And again, in another 
paasage, be aap (lib. s. cap. 1), " Ita ut mibi sermo Bo- 
numna non recipere videatur ilium solia conceasam Atticis 
Venerem." Thia is the Amxti ^Xstoj, AristophaDeB (Xubet, 
176). Addifon, in his "Spectator," complaina of the 
Tvst number of military terms imported, during the Marl- 
orough compai^nB, from the fighting dictionary of France : 
hv infiuz of tbui alang he conaidered oe a great diagrace to 
is fellow-countrymen, a humiliftting badge oj' foreign con- 
gest not to be tolerated. Nevertheless, checaux lU fri»» — 
wrt d» combat — itiiU lie camp — di/M — ttat major^irigade — 
nd a host uf other locutions, have taken such root iu our 
oil. Xhnt it were vain to murmur at the circumstance of 
lieir foreign grovrth. 
By war of repriaols, since we have inflicted on them our 
' ~)t of steamboat and railway nomenclature, I think it but 
I make some compensation to the French for all the sen- 
bnentftl niattera derived from their vocabulary ; and I there- 
'm conclude this first esaay on their Songs by giving them 
■[)«cimen of our own love-ditties, translated as well aa 
ly old bund can render the voung feelings of ]>a8alouate 
Ddrnraicnt into appropriate I^'hencb eipreasiou: 

HoffiKtns QQaHt. Sbbt Irr prout. 

rt me bf Bioonlight ilone. Vii'iia nil boaquct, m aoir, wni 

■ '" " ' ' fi^Diotn, 

Dnna le volkiD, >u e\aa de In 

In (be gnm al tho rod of lluj Ce quo Ton t'j dim n"a beioin 
nie. Hi dB jour ni d'oraiUe impor- 

* la Kinj J«nr* I.'i reign ■ Latin plir, ruacted tX W»tniin<tcr 
Aool, ha* ID iLe prolot(ui). '' Hi* babcai /michun <]uA iiouii tiuiiTit 

For though dntrlj this moon- 
light I prilu, 
oare not for >U in th» air. 
If I w&nt tho awKt light cf 
thine eyes- 
Then meet me bj 

D«ligh( mi made for the b*7i 

For the thoughtlnB, the heui- 
Isu, the free ; 
Hilt there'i aomething about tli» 

That a desreF to jon, love, and 

OhI be >ure to be there ! for I raid 

I would ihow to the nlght- 

flowerv their queen. 

rfar, turn not slide that (weet 


"Til the binst tiiat erer waa 

7ATREB FROUT'b nRl.lqUKt. 

to be there; Mail imrtout rcndi-lj 
C^ la lii<.« a bi«i xa 

Que IV 


•□r D'n. i.^a riiij> jiiliir 

inguuHiite ]iau|>ii:n'. 
bc>a<|iiet au catr lit la 

Pour lea com aana amour it ^ou 
Le aoleil auz ftotds pouan pri 

M^ ta pal0 clart^ do 1ft Most 
FaTOHM I'amant (t b giilil» 

Let Bean que *on diaqna urfMih 
Colore, en lo' — — ■ ' '- 


If on Englieh love-song caji be bo easUy rendered Into tl 
plastic language of France hj one to whom that flexible m 
hjumonioue idiom was not naline (though hotpUal 
must be it« fiLpabilitiea in the iiitnda of those a 
the Gallic lyre, Victor Hugo, Lnniartinf, Chat«i 
Oelavigne, and Bi'ranger P To their etTuaiouH I a' 
dedicate a few mure papers ; Dor oau 1 imagine a 

pursuit better calculated to be^uilt 
Stable bahiun, the winter-eTeninn 

ble bahiun, the winter-eTeninga that are approKbing. 



□ ES, PniLOBOPlir, 

Chapter 11. — Womex a.nd "Wooden Shoes. 



Cool shade la tiuomer'B haout, flreaide NDTcnilier'i; 
The red red roee Iheti yields to glowing embera ; 
Etchings b; Daa MscUm iJien place before ust 
Dmwinei of Cork ! to aid Prout'i Oallic ahoru*. 

* O.T. 

« thii gloomy mouth our brethren of the " brond sheet," 
jl^igiied to the anticipated caaiialtieB of the seaaon, keep 
W them, ia stereotype, announcements which never fail to 
* put in requisition ; viz. " Death by Drowning," " Ei- 
F*ordiiuiry Fog," " Mehincholy Suicide," " Peto de fle," 
^ti dolefiil hc.idingB borrowed from Young's " Jiigbt 
flioughts," Ovid'a " TriBtia," Hervey on Tombs, and Zim- 
Otmum on Solitude. There is much punctuality in this 
taiirence of the oationol dismals. Long ago, Guy Faux 
maidenitely selected the fifth of November for despatch- 
g the stupid and unreformed senators of Great Britain ; 
> cold and comfortless a month being the most acceptable, 
( thonght. that could he chosen for wurming tLeir ho- 
Minble house with a few seasonable faggots and barrels 
' gunpowder. Philanthropic citizen ! Neither he nor Sir 
lUiuu Congreve, of rocket celebrity — nor Friar Bacon, 
« original concocter of "villanous saltpetre" — nor Parson 
ilJthus, the patentee of the " oreventive check" — nor 
Eon Swift, the author of " A Modest Propositi for turning 
to Salt IVovisions the Offspring of the Irish Poor" — nor 
tougbara, the origioalor of the new ref/irm in the poor 


oaA thp stanch opponent of any ^ 
tributariea — will ever meet their reward in this world, oof 
eveu be appreciated nr understood by their blind tad un- 
grateful lellow-countrymen. Happily, howpTer. for kmd* 
of the above-montioned worthiea, there is a warm tmrnrr 
reaened. if not iu Westminster Abbey, mn*t (.■nrlainljr in 
"another place-," where alone (God forgive ub!),wq in- 
cline to think, their inerita caa be suitably acknowledged. 

Sorrowful, indeed, would be the condition of maukiod. 
if, in addition to other sources of aiiblunary desolation OTcr 
which we have no control, Fathpr Trout were, like tha mo, 
to obnubUate his disk, and witbdmw the light of hia cuan- 
tenance from a disconsolate world : 

Then, indeed, would unmitigated darhuoss thicken thv al- 
ready " palpable'' obscure ; dtdness plnce another pMl-" Lock 
on the human understandiog," and knowledge be at oar 
grand entrance fairly shut out. But such "disaatroua 
twiligbt" shall nut befall our planet, as long u there » 
MS. in " the chest " or shot in the looker. Generatioai 

J'et unborn shall walk in the blaze of ProuL'a wiftjutn,uul tlw 
earned of our own day shall sliil continue to light lb* pipe 
of knowledge at the focus of this luminary- So eaaetiliAl 
do we deem tlie continuance of hia essays to the happiiusa 
of our contempornriea, that were we {juoJ Itria avrrtmt .') 
to put a atop to our accuHtonied issues of " Prom paper." 
forgeries would instantly got into circulation : a faUe PAper 
currency would be att^^-mpted ; there would arisr ^n^ 
Fronts : but they would dccttive no one, much lens tA< tttet. 
Farina of Cologne is obliged to caution the public, io tht 
envelope of bia long buttles, against spurious distUlattniw 
of his wonderful water: "Rowland," of llatlon Oardfio, 
finds more than one "Oliver" vending a muutrrfcit "M»- 
caeaor." We give notice, that no " Proul paper" is tba 
real thing unless with label signed "Ouveb Youkm." 
There is a liridgewat«r Treatise in eirculatiou, said to b« 
from the pen of one Doctor Prout ; tia a •hwr hoax. An 
arfiil has also taken up the nntne ; but he Diust bo ao in> 


■, not known on Watergrasaliill. Owing to the 
Kaf celibacy, "Ibe Fntiier" I'un liuvu left beliind him 
c1ii]divn, or posterity wbatever ; therefore, none but himself 
can hope to be bis parallel. We are perfectly aware that 
he mnv have "nephewa," and othET collateral descend an te ; 
, for we admit the truth of that celebrated placard, or lam- 
I, stuck on PaaqLiin'a statue in the reign of Pope Bor- 
^eae (Paul IV,): 

" CFtni lactor remin priraret leDiine clerum. 
In SpitdtiB TOliun tucceuit turb« nepolim !" — i. *, 
*Of bantlingi vlim our clernrmen were freed from hsring berin, 
IWe neic bhuo, a crowd ««o«, a maltitude of ngvi'a I" 

But should any audacious tbief attempt to palm himeelf 

•• a Bun of this venerable pastor, let hitn look sharp! for 

T«rry Callagban. who ia now in the London police (through 

tbe patronage of Feargua O'Connor), will quickly cflllnr tbe 

iffian in the roost inatceflBible gnrret of Grub Street : to 

rofaoe 80 respectable a signature, the fellow must be what 

_ie(Ty qlUs " a bad miinber intirelv ;" ivhat we English call 

li •'jail-bird ;" what the Frencli denominate a " f rai gibier 

** grive i" termed in Latin, " eorvus paiiiiuluriai " and by 

the Greeks, xxmu xtgaxat xaxat ailt. 

Wo have to acknowledge the receipt of a communi cation, 
rpferrinc to our " Songs of IVance," from the pen of the fateti- 
ftut kniglit. Sir Charles Wetherell. Great men's peculiarities 
■ttnirt no small share of public attention ; thua, rx. gr. Jfa- 

Coleco'a method of plunging his fure-finger and thumb into 
ia waIst<roat pocket, in lieu of a snuff-box, was tbe subject 
of much European cnmrnenlarr: and one of tbe twelve 
Cffwn wa« nicknamed Caligula inim a peculiar sort of Wel- 
lington boi^t which he batipencd to fancy. {Sucl. m cil/l.) 
** — e poet has uotaerupled to notice a ftiuture in our learned 
uidenl'a habiliment, alating hiui lo be 

" Much fiuned for length of lound tngacioui tpeedie^, 
lion alii! for brevitj of bPBceli™ b ^" 
t nnttrr not (]uil« irrelevaut to the topic on which Sir 
Cbttrl>« ha* faTOured ub with a line. 

■' ^it-la-aapellr, Oclotrr 7. 
" Dbaa Tobkk, 

" I'»e jnat been her« paying my Jevotiona to 
tbe tonib of Cbarlemngne, and on my return to my hotel 1 



find your laat number on my table. "What the deuce do 
you mean by giving a new and unheard-of verBion of the 
excellent song on " Le bon Eoy Dagobert," who, you say, 
" avait mis sa culotte d, Venven ;*' whereas all good editions 
read " de trovers ;" which is quite a different sense, tectio 
longh emendatior ; for he wore the garment, not inside out, 
but wronff side foremost. Again, it was not of Australesia that 
he was lung, but of " Gbdlia braccata." Pray avoid similar 
blunders. " Yours in haste, 

" C. W." 

Wishing him a pleasant tour through the Germanic con- 
federation, and hoping it may be long ere he reach that goal 
of all human pilgrimage, the diet of Worms, we bow to the 
baronet's opinion, and stand corrected. 


Nov, Itt, 1834. 

Watergratthilt^ Nov, 1833. 

'' Ille ego qui quondam," is a formula, first used to con- 
nect the epic coutos of the iEneid with a far more irre- 
proachable poem, its agricultural predecessor. Virgil (like 
Lord Althorp when he thinks posterity will fomve his 
political blunders in consideration of ms breed oi cattle) 
sought to bolster up the imperfections of his heroic cha- 
racters by a reference to the unexceptionable Meliboeus, 
and to that excellent old Cdabrian fisurmer whose bees 
hummed so tunefuUy under the " lofty towers of (Ebalia.** 
Now, in referring to a previous paper on the "Songs of 
France," my object is not similar. Unknown to my con- 
temporaries, it is when I am mouldering in the quiet tomb 
where my rustic parishioners shall have laid me, that these 
papers will start into life, and bask in the blaze of publi- 
city. Some paternal publisher — perchance some maternal 
magazine — will perhaps take charge of the deposit, and 
hatch my eggs with successful incubation. But let thm be 
care f akeu to keep each batch separate, and each brood dis- 
tinct. The French heu^s family should not be mixed up with 


tbe chickens of the Jtfwcocy rfiicA,- and each series should 
bo categorically arranged, " Series juncturaque poUet" 
(Kor.) For instance : the present essay ought to couie 
aft«r one bearing the date of " October," and containing 
•ones about " wine ;" such topic being appropriate to that 
mellow month, which, from time immemorial (no doubt be- 
cause it rhymes with " sober"), baa been set apart for jolli- 
fication. The Qermane call it " weinmonath." 

These effusions are the offspring of my leisure j nor do I 
see any cause why such hoars should be refused to the pur- 
suits of literature. The sonnets of Francis Petrarca were 
not deemed a high miBdemeanour at the papal court of 
Arignon, though written by an archdeacon. Nor was Vida 
s worse bishop in his diocese of Albi, for having sung tbe 
ntk-worm (" Bombyces," BSle, 1537), and the game of chess 
(" Schiaccia Ludus," fioraae, 1627). Yet I doubt not that 
tbere may be found, when I am dead, in some paltry pro- 
fincial circle, creatures without brains, who will stigmatize 

L nv writiDga, aa unbefitting tbe character of an aged priest. 

I Tbeir short-sightedness 1 deplore, their rancorous malevo- 

■ Iroca I contemplate not in anger, but in sorrow. I divest 
niyself of all community of feeling with such people. I 
t them off! When a snake iu the island of Malta en- 
i itself round the ann of Paul, with intent to sting 

e teacher of the Gentiles, he gentlv shook the viper from 

l^is irriat; and was not to blame if the reptile fell into tbe 


To rehim to the interesting subject of literary researches. 

iTnl] gladly do I resume the pleasant theme, and launch my 

Iftmple akiff on the wide expanse of song — 

" OucB more upon tliB watera j yofl, once more V 

tThe minatreiay of France is happily inexhauBtible, The 
■dmirera of what is delicate in thought, or poliahed in ex- 
prCflsion, will need no apology for drawing their attention 
to these exquisite trifles : and the student of general litera- 
ture will acknowledge the connecting-link which uoitea, 
thongh iinaeeD, the most apparently remote and seemingly 
(Huimilar departments of humaa knowledge. " Omuea 
enim artes. qu» ad humanitatem pertinent, habent quoddam 

f Knninnne vinculum," saya Cicero. B'lt in tbe present case 


the link is one of positive consanguinit;^. To what dass of 
readers, since the conquest of this fair island and its unfor- 
tunate sister hy the chivalrous Normans, can the songs of 
that gallant race of noble marauders and glorious pirat^ be 
without thrilling interest ? Not to relish such specimens of 
spirit-stirring poesy, the besotted native must be only fit to 
lierd among swine, with the collar round his neck, like the 
Saxon serf of Cedric ; or else be a superficial idiot, like 
" Wamba, the son of Wit-less the jester." Selecting one 
class of the educated public, by way of exemplification, 
where all are concerned, — the Bar, — the language of France 
and her troubadours cometh in the character of a profes- 
sional requirement. By submitting to their perusal these 
ballads, I shall, mayhap, reconcile them to the many tedious 
hours they are doomed to spend in conning over what must 
otherwise appear the semi-barbarous terms of jurisprudence 
bequeathed by William le Eoux with the very structure of 
his Hall, and coeval with its oak roof and its cobwebs. In 
reference to the Gullic origin of our law and its idiom, it 
was Juvenal who wrote (Sat. XV, v. 110) — 

'* Gallia cauflidioos docuit facunda Britannos :** 

furnishing an incontestable proof that poetry akin to pro- 
phecy, with " eye in a fine frenzy rolling," can discover the 
most improbable future event in the womb of time. 

A knowledge of the ancient vocabulary of France is ad- 
mitted to be of high importance in the perusal of our early 
writers on history, as well as on legislation : in poetry and 
prose, as well as in Chancery and Doctors* Commons. An 
old son^ has been found of consequence in elucidating a 
disputed construction ; and, in point of fact, the only title- 
deed the Grenoese can put forward to claim the invention of 
the mariners' compass is the lay of a French troubadour.* 
Few are aware to what extent the volatile literature of our 
merry neighbours has pervaded the mass of British author- 
ship, and by what secret influences of imitation and of re- 
miniscence the spirit of Norman song has flitted through the 
conquered island of Britain. From GeoflTrey Chaucer to Tom 

• A ballad, " La Bible," from the pen of Guyot de Provius, dated 
A.D. 1190, and commencing, ** De nostre p^re rapostoile." It it a pM* 
quinade against the court of Borne. 

Moore (a ruBt intenal !}, thare is not one, save the immortal 
Hhiikosp^are perhaps, wLoee writingB do not betray the 
eerret workiug of thia foreign esecnce, miied up witn the 
irrude iiiati^riBl of Saion growth, and cauaiog a sort of gentle 
fermentation. Take Oliver Goldsmith, whom every critic 
nils an emintntly Bnijlith writer of undoubted originality ; 
now place in juxtaposition with an old Frejich song bis 
" Elegj- on a Mad Dog," and the " Panegyric of Mrs. Mary 
Blaze," and judge for yourself: 


fit la fHonnof r. 

Good peojilp nli, of every sort, Mossires, voiu plniiit-il d'olilr, 

OiTH ear unto mv song, L'air du fameui La Pnliuc? 

An'I if 7011 find it wondroiu ihon, II [lonmi vi 

It (nuinot hold )on long. " 

In t^inglon thM^ lived a mui, 
Of vbom the narld might it 
■I>i»l >t4[l n godly ™ce he ran 
" Wlimc'er lie went to pray. 

Pourvn qu'il voiiB diYerUifjo. 
II jtait affiible et doui, 

De rimmeur At feu aoD ptrej 

Bien iostrait dcs le berceuu, 
Onques, tHtit ^tsit honntt^, 

n ne meltnit son rhspMU, 
Qu'il ne « courril la l*to. 

KDte final catastrc^he, and tbe point wliicb forms the atin(> 
f the whole " Elegy," is but a literal veraion of a long- 
st&blialied Gallic epigram, viz. : 

■Qnand on i-erpent mordit Aurelp, Sut bood n wondiir cune to light, 
ifue oroij-tu qu'il eu uriva ? That shewed (he rogues they lied ; 

Jn'AuMlfmourQtf— bagBttllo! Ilie won recovered from the W, 
C« tut U irrpml qui ltcib. Tlic dog it wu that died. 

Then astoMra. Blaze; I regret to aay that Afrrirtueaand 
^•ccompUahments are all seeond-haod ; the jiaudv fiaery iu 
1 wbii^ her poet baa dreased ber out is but the casl-otl 
I ftippeiy French. Ex. gr. .- 


Bt la jnaniioft. 

..' public bU, of one accord, II brillait eomme un soleil, 

' Ijunonl for Mil. BUie; Ba clioveluro *tait hlonijei 

VVTho never wanted a good word II n'cut paa eu de paroll, 

Vram IboBC wh>9^ke hrr prtUMe. S'il cut Jtc leul *u monds. 



Mont^ mr un dheral noir, 
Les dames le xninaud^raat* 

£t o*ett Vk qu*il oe fit Toir, 
A oeuz qui le regard^reni. 

Dans un snperbe toumoi, 
Prest k foumir sa carr^T«^ 

Quand il fut derant le roi, 
Geites il ne fut pas dernbe. 

n fut» par un triste sort, 
Blesa^ d*une main cruelle $ 

On croit, puisqu'il en est mort, 
Que la playe €taite morteUe. 

At ehuroh, in silks and satins new, 

With hoop of monstrous sise, 
She nerer slumbered in her pew 

But when she shut her eyes. 

Her loye was sought, I do arer, 

B J twenty beaux and more ; 
The king himself has followed her 

When she has walked before. 

Let us lament in sorrow sore ; 

For Kent street well may say, 
That, had she lived a tweiTemonth 

She had not died to-day.* 

It is not without a certain degree of concern for the cha- 
racter of Gk)ld8mith, that I have brought to light this in- 
stance of petty larceny. Why did he not acquaint us with 
the source of nis inspiration ? Why smuggle these French 
wares, when he might have imported them lawfully by pay- 
ing the customary duty of acknowledgment P The Koman 
fabulist, Phsedrus, honestly tells the world how he came by 
his wonderful stock-in-trade : 

'* ^sopus auctor quam materiam reperit, 
Hanc ego polivi versibus senariis.*' 

Such is the sign-board he hangs out in the prologue to his 
book, and no one can complain of unfair dealing. But to 
return to the connexion between our literature and that of 

Pope avowedly modelled his style and expression on the 
writings of Boileau ; and there is perceptible in his didactic 
essays a most admirable imitation of the lucid, methodical, 
and elaborate construction of his Gallic origin. Dryden 
appears to have read with predilection the works of Cor- 
neiUe and Malherbe : like them, he is forcible, brilliant, but 
unequal, turgid, and careless. Addison, it is apparent, 
was intimately conversant with the tasteful and critical 
writings of the Jesuit Bouhours ; and Sterne is but a ri/a- 
cimeiito of the Vicar of Meudon, the reckless Babelais. 

* This joke is as old as the days of St. Jerome, who applies it to 
liis old foe, Buffinu3. '*Grunniu8 Coroootta, poroellus, vixit 
Docooxcix. : qu6d si semis vixisseti M. annos impldsset.** 


Who will qnestioD the influence eierciaed byMoliSre over out 
Lvmic wTiterB^Sheridan, FBrijuhar, and C ongreve ? Indeed, 
our theatre BecoiB to have a prescriptive rif;ht to import 
ite comedies from Prance, wholepale and duty free. At the 
brilliant and dazzling torch of La Footoiiie, Qay bumbl; lit 
his slender taper ; and Fielding would be tbe first to admit 
his manifold obligations to Le Sage, having drank deep at 
the fountain of " Gil Bias." Hume the historian is notori- 
on» for his GalHcismB ; and perhaps it was owing to hie 
long residence abroad that the pompous period of Gibbon 
was attuned to the melody of MaesilloQ. If I do not men- 
tion Milton among our writers who have profited by the 
perusal of Oalhcan moilejfl, it is because the Italian 
^^■chool was that in which ie formed hia taate and harmon- 
^■hed hb rbytbrnic period. 

^B But, to trace the vestiges of French phraseology to the 
^Hery remotest paths of our literary domain, let iia examine 
^■tte chronicles of the Plantageneta, and eipbre the writings 
of the incomparable Froiegart, His works fonn a sort of 
connecting link between the two countries during the wars 
of Cressy and Agincourt : he was alternately a page at the 
coort of BIoiB, a roioBtrel at the court of Winceslaa in Bra- 
bant, a follower of the French King CharleB, ond a suivant 
of Queen Pliilippa of Fjiglaud. Though a cierg^'man, be 
' was decidedly to be claasified under the genus troubadour, 
^npKrtaking more of that character than of any eccleHiastical 
^■beculiaritieB. For, lest I should do inJuBtice to his life and 
^Bpiniona, I shall let bim draw bis own portrait ; 

"Au boire je iirenda grand plaisir, 
AuBii ftis-je en beau ilntpa Tettir : 
Oir de ravD^trFl paroUeB, 
Yeoii dimus et enrolls ; 

Tiolettas ea lour uiBon, 
Et rosea bUnehei et vermeiUe* ; 

To;e toloDtien, ear c'eat niaan, 
Jeu, el duiwB, et longufs Teillea, 
£t chamtm pUrnei de candtiila !" 

Now this jolly dog Froissart was the boon comrade of our 
excellent Geoflrey Chaucer ; and no doubt the two worthy 
etfrci cracked many a bottle together, if not in Cbeopside, 
~t least on this side of the Channel. How for Geoffrey waa 


indebted to the Frenchman for his anecdotes and storiea, 
for bis droll style of narrative, and the punsent salt with 
which he has seasoned that primitive mess of porridge, the 
"Canterbury Tales," it would be curious to investigate. 
But it is singular to find the most distinguished of Eraiice, 
England, and Italy's contemporary authors met shortly 
after, as if by mutual appointment, in Provence, the land of 
song. It was on the occasion of a Duke of Clarence's visit 
to Milan to marry the daughter of G^eas II. ; a ceremony 
graced by the presence of the Count of Savoy and the King 
of Cyprus, besides a host of literary celebrities. Thither 
came Chaucer, Froissart, and Petrarca, by one of those 
chance dispositions of fortune which seem the result of a 
most provident foresight, and as if the triple genius of 
French, English, and Italian literature had presided over 
their riunion. It was a literary congresn^ of which the con- 
sequences are felt to the present day, in the common agree- 
ment of international feeling in the grand federal republic 
of letters. Of that eventful coUoquy between these most 
worthy representatives of the three leading literatures of 
Europe, nothing has transpired but the simple fact of its 
occurrence. Strll, one thing is certain, viz., that there were 
then very few features of difference in even the languages 
of the three nations which have branched off, since that pe- 
riod, in such wide divergency of idiom : 

" When shall we three meet again !" 

Chaucer has acknowledged that it was from Petrarch he 
learned, on that occasion, the story of Q-riselda; which 
story Petrarch had picked up in Provence, as I shall shew 
by and by, on producing the original French ballad'. But 
here is the receipt of Chaucer, duly signed, and most cir- 
cumstantial : 

" I wol you tel a tale, the which that I 
Lemed at Padowe, of a worthy clerc, 
As proved by his wordes and nis werk. 
He is now dead, and nailed in his chest, 
I pray to GK>d to geve his sowle rest. 
Frauncis Petrark, the laureat poete, 
Hight was this clerk, whose rhetoricke so sweta 
Emumined all Itaille of poetrie.** 

Prologue to OrUetidiu in ** Cant. Toict." 

THE BOnOS or FE&XCE. 2i\ 

, "We learn from "Williain of Malmesbury (lib. id.), and 
3 contemporary sources, that the inimeiliate huc- 
lurs of the Conqueror brought over from Normandy 
mbere of learned men, to fill the eccleeiastical and other 
»eGcial employments of the country, to the exci'uaion of 
e native English, who were considered dunces and unfit 
r office. AJny one who had the least pretension to be 
lered a sgavant clert, spoke French. In the reign of 
_■ III. we have Eohert Groasetete, the well-known 
biahop of Liueoln (who was bom in Suffoli), writing a 
[work in Frcacb called " I<e Chasteau d' Amour ;" and ano- 
" I*e Manuel des Pi'chdea," Of this practice Chaucer 
oomplsjns, somewhat qnaintly, in his " Testament of Love" 
(ed. 1542) : " Certes there ben some that speke thyr poyay 
mater in Ffrench, of whyche apecbe the 1' frenchmen have 
u gude a fantasve as we have in hearing of Ffrencb inennes 
Englyshe." Tanner, in his " Biblioth. Brit.," hath left us 
mAny curious testimonies of the feeling which then pre- 
Tsiled on this subject among the jealous nativea of England. 
See also the Harteian MS. »860. 

Bat the hmguage of the troubadours still remained com- 
mon to both countries, when, for all the purposes of do- 
mestic and public life, a new idiom had sprung up in each 
jate kingdom. Eitraordinary men! These songsters 
3 the favourites of ereiy court, and the patroniBed of 
rerery power. True, their life was generally aisBolute, and 

■ tbeir conduct unscrupulous ; but the mnntle of poetic in- 
I ftpitstion seems to have covered a multitude of^ stns. I 

■ fazmot better characterise the men, and the times in which 
I'fiiey lired, than by introducing a ballad of Beronger — the 

" Dauphin :" 

Za ^attfdiinci Bu Gaupffin. 

I Efjiiffrei que je tous [)nplo. 
Jndia Bichard, troubadour reuomnie, 
Amit poor Rof Jmd, Louta, Fbilippe, on Charlu, 

Ke M,-au lequ«l, male il en ^t aiiue. 
D'un eroa dnaphin on fStoit In naiBBanoe j 

Kil■haJ^l i Blou f Uil depuia ud jour : 
n appht \k le bonheur de la France. 

Pour Yotre roi clianlei, gu troubadour ! 
Cliuit«i, cbantfi, jetuio et gai trDubadour : 


La harpe en main Biohard Tient siir la pbMs 

Chaoun lui dit, ** Oiantea notre gai^onf 
D^TOtement k la Yierge il rend grace, 

Puis au dauphin oonsaore one ehanton. 
On I'applaudit ; rautenr ^tait en yeine : 
Mainte beaut^ le trouye fidt au tour, 
Disant tout baa, '*Il doUplmire a la reme /" 

Pour Totre roi chantez, gai troubadour! 
Chantes, ohantez, jeune et gai troubadour 

Le chant fini, Biohard court k T^glise ; 

Qu'y ya-t-il faire ? H cherche un confessenr. 
n en trouve un, gros moine k barbe grise, 
Des mcBurs du terns inflexible censeur. 
'*Ah, sauyez moi dee flanunee ^temelles ! 

Mon p^re h^lae ! c*est un yilain s^jour.*' 
« ^u>atot?ri)ou« fait ?" '* J'ai trop aunh lea beUes r 
Pour votre roi chantez, gai troubadour 1 
Chantez, chantez, jeune et gai troubadour I 


Le grand malheur, mon P^re, c'eet qu*on m*aime !** 
'* ^tfarlc?, mon fils ; txpuoncTstious cnfin.*' 
" J*ai fait, h^las ! narguant le diadhne, 

Un gros p^h^ ! oar j'ai fiut — un dauphin ! !" 
D*abord le moine a la mine ^ahie : 

Mais il reprend, **FoDB«et(S bicn en coitr ? — 
^ouTbopc^onou* D'ant ric^c abbapc" 

Pour votre roi chantez, gai troubadour! 
Chantez, chantez, jeune et gai troubadour I 

La moine ajoute ; *' Eut-on fiiit k la reine 
Un prince ou deux, on pent Stre sauy^. 
Parlez de nous k notre souyeraine : 

Allez, mon fils ! vous direz cinq Ave" 
Biohard absous, gagnant la capitiue, 

Au nouTeau-ne voit prodiguer Tamour ; 
Yiye k jamais notre race royale ! 

Pour yotre roi chantez, gai troubadour ! 
Chantez, chantez, jeune et gai troubadour! 

Let me sin^ you a song of the good old times, 

About Bichard the troubadour, 
Who was loyed by the king and Uie queen for his rhjmm | 

But bj which of our kings I'm not sure. 


mr m diuphm nai bom while the court wm at Bloij, 

And all Frwioe felt a gladness pure ; 

beart IcBjpl for jojf nlion lie heard 'tiioB a bo;, 
Sing for TOUT king, joung and gaj trouhadourl 
Sing well jou maj, troubadanr jaung and gs; I 

> tbe Tirvin n hjma of thankigiving ho sung, 

For tiie dauphin a new "roiuUlaf. 

nd our noble) iiocked round at tbe heart-ttirring eound, 

And their damee, digniflod and drmnre, 

railed his bold, gaUaat mien, and said " He'tl jiltatt On fHMiif '' 

Ittt the aong ii now hnahed, and the crowd ia dicperaad : 
To the abbe;, lo I Biahard repairs, 
nd he seek* an old laoxili, in the l^end veQ Teraed, 
With a lung flowing beard and gre; haira. 
ad " Oh, iDie aio [" he cries, " half Inlher, from hell ; 
'lis a pia« vhich the aoal can't endurel" 
At BOat ajtdtl uU l^iDtltl;" " J'ai irop mmf let beUti r' 
Siug for jour king, young and ga; troubadourj 
Sing neu joii nu;, tronlradour, j'oung and ga; 1 

But the wont ia untold I" " %ul(, mg aonnt, anD b( aftiibin ; 
QtU pa DC qnilt—iis muIis — ^oid pon ainntH, anlj Ijoid dIiiti.'' 
Oh, mj gtiilt it is greatl— can my no be forgiven — 
1\» rttuU, holy monk I la— bIbs, 'tie a DAiTFiriN I" 
ind the friar grew pale at bo Blartling a tale, 
But he whiipered. " Jii US, sonnr. nrotnri 
Bfti sill giant ii, X nan) abbro lanS (lom ib< qnnn." 

Sing for your liing, ;outig and gay troubadour ! 
Sing welt jou ma;, troubadour young and gay 1 
^han the monk laid a prayer, and the sin, light as air. 

Flew awa; from the p«uilent'9 aoiil ; 
Lnd id Pana wtmt Richard to aing forlhe fair, 
"Virelai." aonnet gay, and " carollE :" 
lAnd he mingled with joy in the feetivBl there. 

Oh ! while beauty and anng can allure. 
Hay oar old royal race never want for an heir! 

°'- — ' king, young and gay troubadour I 

rubadour young and gay 1 

Sing for TOUT ki 
Siug woll yoQ m 

It does not enter into my plau to eipatiate on the 
mural contluBion or political Kn/iviim which this ballad 
■uggeets, (ud which with sarcaBtic ingenuity is so adroitly 

iouated. It is, in End, & lyrical epigram on the adroiren 



of hereditary leffislation. To the venerable owls who roost 
in Heralds' CoUege, this is startling matter : in sooth, it 
sheds a quiet r^ on the awful sublimities of genealogical 
investigation. It may serve as a commentary on the well- 
known passage of Boileau (pilfered unceremoniously by 
Pope), in which the current of princely blood is said to flow 
" de Lucr^ce en Lucrfece ;" but we do not expect an edition 
of the song to be published "in usum Delphini." Vive 
Henri Cinq ! concerning whose birth the song was written. 

On all matters in which the characters of the ladies may 
be involved, I recommend constant caution and the most 
scrupulous forbearance to both poets and historians. The 
model of this delicate attention may be found among the 
troubadours. I more particularly allude to the Norman 
school of French poesie ; for I regret to state, that in Pro- 
vence there was not always the same veneration and myste- 
rious homage paid to the gentler sex, whose very frailties 
should be shrouded by the poet, and concealed fix)m the 
vulgar gaze of the profane. In Normandy and the adjacent 
provinces, the spirit of chivalry was truly such as described 
by our hot-headed Irish orator, when, speaking of Marie 
Antoinette, he fancies ten thousand swords ready to leap 
from their scabbards at the very suspicion of an insult. 
The instinctive worship of beauty seems to have accompa- 
nied that gallant race of noble adventurers from their Scan- 
dinavian settlements beyond the Elbe and the Rhine ; for 
we find the sentiment attributed to their ancestors by Taci- 
tus, in his admirable work " De Moribus Gkrmanorum," 
where he writes, as well as I can recollect, as follows : " Inesse 
quinetiam foeminis sanctum aliquid et providum putant." 
The ballad of " Griselidis," to which I have made allusion in 
talking of the " Canterbury Tales," and which I then pro- 
mised to give in its original old Norman simplicity, finely 
illustrates all that is noble and chivalrous in their respect 
for female loveliness and purity. My version runs in the 
old ballad idiom, as nearly as that quaint style can be 





I m; ballBil, fop twaa mad? ni. 

DsniBeis, for joa ; 
~ ' ' br (beyond bU lovelincaae) 

'IWoutn icv jouTBoeellMs 

Beontet vi»rj (lunioiieoiii, 
■Vault mieni estrB Ix-db que belle. 

Vault mieui eatra \ojtl qno Belter 

l**"! LoTiiU 

outf iwMO, pBMo jeiin>»iH\ F«dethfairfacB,briehtbcautTbIooiii» 

Boiit« reste et gugiic lea ramrB; awliil*, 

wo dookeiir et genlillBBie Soon to dcpnrto j 

Eaptnea ae chsngcnt en ftenrB. Goodnsts ahydcth ojo ; and gemlo 

GainL-lh j« hcarfe. 

]MuTTeet (ouffVetouBB, There lived n insideu, beflulifuD but 
Twnit jiiis Griseledu ; more, 

QoitBui champs, Mtoilglanooie, Qfoouinff y* fieldi; 

Kloil beau lin, gardoit brebis ; PoorpittBuncefikpphDrd'Bcrooknpon 
rostoit fjUfi ie hauJt parBge, y' moor, 

K"»Toil eomtt nr jotbiu d'or. Or disliiff' jielda 1 

UU avoil plui, car catnil Bsge — Tottho' no coatelhora huderer been, 
MieuInBuItsnyi-sBequolriscr! Jewellj uorgolde, 

EindnrgaB slie hsdde and Tirtue ; 
thjngB, I ween. 
Belter fowr folde ! 

tag joaf qu'aai chunpi esl«it One dB)>BenTDlier,SirW(dt^liight, 

■eidetle. Travelled that way ; 
Tinit 1 MMor Sire Ganltier, Nor doggu y" shcpUerdcBaa, nor page 
n! aana ehien ntoit la piUTrette, y' knight 
Sua page raloit le cberalier ; Iladde ou that day- 
Mil co OD liecJe, oil rinoocence But in lliose times of ionocGnce aud 
JTHMttenundreancundaDgtir, tni(h. 

TCdUoit, doiTmoit prndente, Virtue alone 

1 n'auriei pa« du Kept vigil in our land ; bright daja. 




qiM aonuaeille la berg^ Long on y< mnidvn, as iha slept, be 
ott aireeuat le tenia d'admirer, guzed — 

(Ua qu'cutT'omriat Ib pau- Oould gale for months I 

pirn. But when anitking, two lolt oyelidi 

'7nal tbrei de >'m amoun>r i raised, 

Salla," dit-il, " ierex ma mie, Luvcd (ler at once ! 

■S Toiilei renir i ma cour f" " Fair one, a iuiglit'* Irac lore canst 
Fenny, seigneur, toue r(>mercie, thou despise, 

ffoimeur vault bien pbysir With goldim alore F" 

d'amourf" " Sir Knight, true love lvalue, bul 

Honour for mors !" 



" Vertu, dit-il, passe noblesse ! 

Serez mft femme d^s oe jour — 
Serez dame, serez comtesse, 

Si me jurez, au nom d'amour, 
De m'obdr quand devrai, mdme 

Bien dorement, vous ordon- 
** Sire, obeir k oe qu'on aime 

Est bien plus doux que com- 
mander ?** 

" I too prize honour abore hi^ ds* 
And all beside ; 
Maiden, be mine ! yea, if thou wiJk 
Be thou my bride ! 
Swear but to do y* bidding of thy 
Faithful and fond." 
*<Tell not of oaths. Sir Knightj ii 
not lo9€^9 pledge 
A better bond ?" 

l^ot for his castel and his broad do- 
Spoke so y« maid. 
But that she loved y* handsome 
knight — Love fain 
Would be obeyed. 
On y^ same charger with the knight 
she rodde. 
So passed along ; 
Nor blame feared she, for then all 
hearts were good ; 
l^one dreamed of wrong. 

And they rodde on untill rose on j* 
His castel towers ; 
And there that maiden lived with 
that good knight 
In marriage bowers. 
Disusing blessings among all who 
Within that vale : 
Goodness abydeth aye— her smile ii 
The' beauty hH ! 

Lives there one with soul so dead as not to admire the 
genuine high-mindedness of these primitive times, expressed 
in this pleasing record of what was no romance, but matter 
of frequent occurrence in the days of chivalry ? The ballad 
has got into many languages, and is interwoven with the 
traditional recollections of many a noble house ; but the 
original is undoubtedly the above. Moore has twisted it 
into a melody, " You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride ;** 
and he seeks to connect the story with '* an interesting tale 

Ke jura pour estre comtesse, 

Mais avoit vu le chevaher ; 
A I'amour seul fist la promesse : 

Puis monta sur son destrier. 
N'avoit besoin de biens^ances 

Le tems heureux dee bonnes 
mcBurs ; 
Fausses ^toient les apparances, 

loobies et vrays estoient les 

Tant chevauch^rent par la plaine 

Q,u*arriy^rent & la cit^ ; 
Griseledis fust souveraine 

De ce riche et puissant comt^ ; 
Chascun Taima ; sous son empire 

Chascun ressentit ses bienfaits : 
Beauts pr^vient, doulceur attire 

Bont^ gague et fixe k jamais ! 


nid cf a certain noble family in England."* Unfortunately 

fttr such attempts, the lays of tlie Norman troubadours, Likti 

'" e Government ropee in the dock-yard at Portamouth, Lave 

their teitiire a certiun twist by which they are recogniaed 

len they get into the poHseBsiou of thieves. 

"" we Kormana were a glorious race! No, neither the 

>f Greece in their palmiest days of warlike adventure 

: A-xam>), nor the children of the Tiber, that miseel- 

y of bandits and outlaws (turba Remi), ever displayed 

h daring energy aa the tribe of enterprising Korthcma 

), in the seventh, eighth, and eubscquent centuries, af- 

.. ighted and dazzled the world with the splendour of their 

ic&evements. From the peninaula of Jutland, their narrow 

i on the Baltic, they went forth to select the choicest 

;he fairest provinces of the south for their portion : the 

a of the Seiue.t the kingdom of Naples, the island of 

', the Morea, Palestine, Constantinople, England, Ire- 

—they conquered in Bucceeaion. The proudest names 

:h land through which they passed glory in tracing up 

<rman origin; and while their descendants form the 

t and most honourable aristocracy in Europe, their 

B ^ubadours stiD reign paramount, and unaurpaased in every 

" md form of the tuneful mystery. Their architectural 

ifl are not more picturesque and beautiful than the 

I of their ballads and their war-songs ; and Bi-- 

nnger himself (by-the-hy, a Norman patronymic, and aii 

^sri&Dce of the poet's excellent lineage) haa out inherited 

e of that celebrated minstrel who is described in a 

temporary poem on the conquest of this island : 

!r ti muJt hiea cantont, Dim TullTfsr, who tang riebt wsU, 
IT UDg cheni kj t<wt aUout, Sorne on a goodly luuideUt, 

* Mooning, ot eaante, the marringe of Henr^, Enrl of Eietcr, li< 
b HoggiDi, of the Tillage of Hodnct, in Shropehini, Ort, 3, ITVl. 
IT nuteriols fur in /ritft melody. 

lucb nu tjie terror njtli whidi they iiiBpired tbe natiiea of Frsnee 
B Duke Botlo'a coDTeraioD to CtmBtiouit;, that there it in the 
« of tbe Parisian Breriuy s bymn, compoaed about that period, 
ling a prajcr agaiiut the Nonnane — 
" Auferte gentem perfidani 
Credeutium de llDibiu," So:. &e. i 
in* to this daj a memorial of 



Devant le host allout cantant Pranced in the van and led the trar^ 
De Karlemain e de Bollant. With songs of Boland and Gharle* 


But I venture to say, that never was Charlemagne sung by 
his ablest troubadour in loftier strains than those in wnicn 
B^ranger has chanted the great modem inheritor of his 
iron crown, anointed like him by a Pope, and like him the 
sole arbitrator of European kingdoms and destinies. 

%ti doubenirs Du ^eupU* 


On parlera de sa ^loire 
Sous le chaume bien long- 
L*humble toit, dans cinquante 
Neconnaitra plus d* autre histoire. 
JA vieiMront les villageois 
Dire alors k quclque vieillo ; 
Par des r^cits d'autrefois, 
Mere, abr^gez notre veillo : 
Bien, dit-on, qu il nous ait nui, 
Lo peuple en cor le revere, 

Oui, le rev^re. 
Parlez-nous de lui,grand*m^re! 
Parlcz-nous de lui ! 

popular IfleroUecttontf of 

They'll talk of hdi for years to come. 

In cottage chronicle and tale ; 
When for aught else renown is dumb, 

His legend shall preyail ! 
Then in the hamlet's honoured chair 

Shall sit some aged dame, 
Teaching to lowly clown and villager 

That narrative of fame. 
*Tis true, they'll say, his gorgeous 
France bled to raise ; 
But he was all our own ! 
Mother ! say something in his praise— 
O speak of him always ! 

•* Mes enfans, dans co village, 
Suivi de rois, il passa, 
Voilk bien long-temps de ^ : 
Je venais d'entrer en manage. 
A pied grimpant lo c6teau. 
Oil pour voir je m'^tais mise ; 
n avait petit chapeau, 
Aveo redingote grise. 
Prfes de lui je me troublai, 
II me dit, * Bonjour, ma ch^re ! 

Bonjour, ma chere !' " 
H vous a parle, grand'm^re ! 

II Tous a parle ! 

" I saw him pass : his was a host : 
Coimtless beyond your young ima- 
ginings — 
My children, he could boast 

A train of conquered kings ! 
And when he came this road, 

*Twas on my bridal day. 
He wore, for near to him I stood. 

Cocked hat and surcoat grey. 
I blushed ; he said, * Be of good cheer ! 
Courage, my dear !' 
That was his very word." — 
Mother ! O then this really oocurredt 
And yo I his voice could hear 1 

A Pktu fuut UQ jour, 

Toua loi nBurt ^Uiont cont 
On mdminut son corttgn, 
Chuntn dimic, 'Quel be 

loi piuYre "A year rolled i 

It ffotre 

Lone woman that I u 
Bhw him pus b;, 
Oirt with lu« peers, to kueel ul 

I knew by merr^chiinoHnd signal gun, 
God ermited him a aoDi 
And O 1 I we|it for joj ! 

For why not wiwp »•' 


D'uo fita Dieu lo rendait pfre. Who gazed upon that (iglit ao aplen- 

Lc rtudait pin! !" — did. 

Quel bmii jour pour loua. 

Quel beau jour pour tous ! 

• Slais quand i: 

t en proie am jtringors, 
Lui, braFRnt tous lea daugers, 
it aeul lenir la campague. 

Aud bleat th' imperial boj P 
Nerer did Dooiidsy eim fliiiie out bo 

O what a fight 1" — 
Mother ! for you tbat muat hare bceii 

•e Cham- "But when all Europe's gathered 
Bui-at o'er the French Irontier at 
'Twill scarcely be believed 
r, tout eomme aiyourd- What wonders, single- handed, he 
ui, achieved. 

Jfentondi tapper i> la porte i Such general ne'er lived ! 
1*00178, bon Dieul o'etaIT One evening on my threshold stood 

Ln ! A guest— 'twas hb ! Of wBrriors 

Siiivi il'nne fiuble eaciort«. few 

n a'MMoit oil me voil^ Ho had a lotl-wom retinue. 

6'*m»nl ; ' Oh, quelle giwrre ! Ho flung biniiclf inlo this chnji- of 

Oh, quell* ruerre !' " — wood, 

U a'est SMia A, grand'mtre '. UutlenJig, mctuitinie, with fearful 

'Qnttle guerre! oh, gHtlle guerre!"' — 
Mother 1 aud did our emperor ait there, 
Cpon tJint very chair? 

id, ' Give me some food.'— 

liudting Srcblock* 

f J'ni tkim,' dil-il ; et bien viti 
~ I wn piqnetle et pHiD bia, 
ii> a tvotie BCa habits ; 
M • dormir le feu I'invite. 
Aa rfrell, voyant mes pleura. To dry bit claak with wet bedewed. 
II medit 1 "Bonne eepcraDCe I Soon by thu boony blaze be slept, 
Jtf couTB de Ions tes matheurs Ttit'Q waking chid me (for I weptj<; 
IB Farij vsn^or la France ! 'Coumgv!' he oiied. Til strike far all 
Uriiler tlie aacred waU 
Of FroucD'a noble lapit*] I' 




words: rTwtrcMurecl 


T^oos rem CDCor! 

With pride thai mum wine-cap ; 
And for its weight in gold 
It nerer shall be sold !**— 
Mother! on that proud relic let ui 

that cup ahrays! 

' Le Toki. Mais i aa pcfto 
Le hflPM fbt entzaiiie. 
Lid, qo*r3 Papi a e om o nn ^ 
Est mort dans on ile d^sote. 
Long-temps aanm ne Fa cm ; 
On disait : 11 Ta panltre. 
Psr mer ilest accoura; 
L^etranser Ta roir son m^tre. 
Qnand ^ermr on nous tira. 
Ma dooleor fat bien amere. 

Fat bien amenp." — 
Dien toos benira. grand'mere ; 

DieuToos benira! 

* Boty through some &tal witchery, 
He, whom a Pops had crowned and 
Perished, my sons ! bj fbolest treach- 
eiy : 
Cast on an isle fiur in the lonely 
Long time sad mmoors were afloat~ 
The fikfcal tidings we would spurn. 
Still hoping £rom that isle remote 

Once more our hero would return. 
But when the dark announcement 

Tears from the rirtuous and the 
brare — 
When the sad whisperprored too true, 
A flood of grief I to his memory 
Peace to the glorious dead !" — 
Mother ! may Qod his fullest blessing 
Upon your aged head ! 

Such Bon^ embalm the glories of a conqueror in the hearts 
of the people, and will do more to endear the memory ot* 
Napoleon to posterity than all the efforts of the historian. 
The government of tlie imbecile Charles X. had the folly to 
pick a personal quarrel with this powerful master of the lyre, 
and to provoke the wrath of genius, which no one yet aroused 
and got off unscathed by its lightning. B^ranger was prose- 
cuted before the cour d^ assizes for a son^ ! And nothing, 
perhaps, contributed more to the catastrophe that soon over- 
took the persecutor of the Muses than the disgrace and ridi- 
cule which covered the royal faction, in consequence of this 
attack on the freedom of that freest of all trades, the craft 
of the troubadour. The prophecy contained in the ode was 
realised to the letter : even Uie allusion to that old Gallic 








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^^^^ THE sotta 

a OF rttAKCB. 251 

emblem the coek, which Louti Philippe made the ornament ol ■ 

the reatored tricolor, confirme the fact of inBpiration. ■ 

M.t faitur SraptAu. 

Ci)r CijiccfCoIoiirtli jTIflS- 



OomradEs, around thi. Immble bo»rd. 


Here'« lo our banner'a by-gono 

Je tiem de me roir entourt ; 


No* »ouTenir> m'ont eni»r*, 

There maj bo trouson in that nord— 

I* Tin m'a rendu la mimoire. 

-ill Europe may Ihe proof afford— 

Fier de mes Biploits et des 

All France be the oBender i 


But drink the toaet 

J'li moD drepesu dam ma chau- 

That gladdesu most, 


Fires the touqc heart and checra lh« 

Qkimf ueourai-je la pouinere 


Qui' Mmil IM nof^ coi.J»r* . 

" May Franet (met mart 

Hfr IrU-ohr 

Bltit «nth KW /I/O beladdr 

■ H «t cwh« »ou. rhumbla puUt- 

Lilt tfl my secret . That old flw 
Under mt bed of straw is hidden, 

Oil je don, paurre et mutiU. 

Lui qui, lAi' de Toincre, a lole 

Saored lo glory 1 War-worn rag 1 

Tingt uis de baKtUle en batniUe ; 

Thee no iu/onHtr thence ehall drag. 

cSsrgft de lauriers et de fleurs. 

11 brill* iur I'Europe enliirB— 

France. I can Tonch, 

Qtimnd ncourai-Je la poianirr 

Will, from iW couch. 

Qni lermt mj »obU» couleu,'i • 

The dormant ijmbol jet mifold. 


Her IH-eolor 

Ce drapeau paTait ■ la France 

For erorr drop of blood we spent. 

Tontletangqu'ilQousBFoQU i 

Did not that aag giTo value plenty T 

8ur U *eiD de la liberty 

Were not our children a« Iboy went. 

iBToe QL> jooaimt aTeo »» Ian™ : 

Qa'ilproure eocorauiopprpa- 

Soldiers at ten, heroes at twenty ? 

Fhabob 1 who were then 

Oomtoeii la eloire est roturiirc— 

Not Ihey at parchment-muBt and 

Oirf lemit <o nb/>b« eoulturs t 


ShI Ihey mho bore 

Your Iri.color 





Son atgle est rest^ dans la poudre, 

Fatigu6 de lointains eirploits ; 

Bendons-lui le cog des Gaulois, 
n s^ut aussi lancer la foudre. 

La France, oubliant sea dou- 
Le rebftiira libre et fi^re — 
Quand secourai-Je la poussih'e 

Qui ternU sea noblea coulenra ! 

Las d'errer avec la victoire, 

Des LOIS il d^ricndra Tappui ; 

Chaquo soldat fut, grace a lui, 
CiTOTBN aux bords de la Loire. 

Seul il pent voiler nos mal- 
Doployons-le sur la frontiere — 
Q,Hand aecourai-Je la poustiere 

Qui ternii sea noblea couleura ! 

Mais il est la pr^ de mes armes ! 

Un instant osons I'cntrevoir ; 

Viens, mon drapeau! viens, 
mon espoir ! 
Cest a toi d'essuyer mes larmes ! 

D'lin guerrier qui verse des 
Le Ciel entcndra la pri^re — 
Qui^Je aecouerai la pousaiere 

Qui ternit aea noblea couleura ! 

Leipsio hath seen our eagle fiill, 
Brunk with renown, worn out with 
But, with the emblem of old Ghral 
Crowning our standard, we'll recall 
The brightest days of Valmj/^a story ! 
With terror pale 
Shall despots quail. 
When in their ear the tale is told, 
0/ France once more 
Her tn-color 
Preparing to ur\fold! 

Trust not the lawleaa ruffian chiel. 

Worse than the vilest monarch he ! 
Down with the dungeon and Bastille ! 
But let our country never kneel 
To that grim idol. Anarchy ! 
Strength shall appear 
On our frontier — 
France shall be Liberty's strong- 
hold ! 
Then earth once more 
The tri-color 
With blessinga ahaU behold i 

O my old flag ! that liest hid. 

There where my sword and musket 
Banner, come forth I for tears unbid 
Are filling fast a warrior's Ud, 
Which thou alone canst dry. 
A soldier's grief 
Shall find relief; 
A veteran's heart shall be consoled— 
France shall once more 
Her tri-color 
Tritunpfuintli/ ur^old I 

After this glorious dithjrramb, worthy of the days when 
the chivalry of Frauce took solemnly the oriflame trom. the 
Abbey of St. Denis, to bear it foremost in the fight, for the 
defence of their native land, or the conquest of the land of 
Palestine ; it may be gratifying to produce a specimen of 
the earlier military songs of that gallant country. I select 
for that purpose a very striking lyric effusion from the pen 
of old Mar6t, which is particularly deserving of attention, 
from its marked coincidence in thought and expression with 



Qie celebrated SfnnriUaite Ili/mn, composed at the liiHtance 
rf three centuries ; but it would be hard to say which pro- 
,uced on the icuoden-shoed men of France the greater im- 
ion in its da^. 

Slu Due S'Slincon, 

Qmmcmdmt tAvant Garde da VArmtc Fran^aiit, 1621. 
Di yen Ilaiiutult, sur lei Rub ilo chanipBffDe, 

£» arHif le bon Due d'AJeoijoa, 
Aieque bonneur qui U)uJoura i'BOCOtnpagRo 

Oomme le sien propre ot tni etuaaon ! 

U peut OD TBoir but la graado pliiine uuie 
Do bon« toudftra son mseigrie munie, 
Prus d'emplo^r leun bras rulminBtoire, 
A repaosSGr dedans leim Ifrritoire 

L'ouTB Hanvier, gent, ruatiquB, et brutelle, 
Toulsat [QSTcher emu raison pereaiptoiro 

Sur lea ctimBta do Fruico □ii.-ident&le. 
Prenez hnult cceur, donque^ France et Bretagne I 

Car «i nt re camp tenei fiere fn^ou, 
Fondre Teirei dermit voua rAllcmagno, 

Comme an M>!ei] bbtnohe uicgc cl gUfOn : 

Avrnturiere ! que k pique on muiie 
Four les choquer et mettre en iUKn»BoIrc, 
Car d£JB lont au TOjeX poescaaoire : 

Maif oomme je croi* deBtiii& fulallo 
Teult miner leur outragvuae gloiro 

Bur lea climata de France ocddent&le. 

Donquea pi^tona mareluDS tur la campagne, 

Foudrojei lout snna rien prendra a rajnon i 
Preux clieTBliere, puiaqu'lionneur on y gugne, 

Tot ennemiei ]>ouflaci bors do I'bt^od, 
Tait» rougir du aang de GiarmaDie 
I«* cisirg ruuMQUi dont la lorre est ggmie i 
fii uront mis tos hauls noms ea liiBiaiR! ; 
Frappex doac lou» de main glidinMire, 

Qirapr^ leor mort et dediucte totalle 
Toiu rapportiei la palme de Ticloire 

But Ids climat* de France ncddenUle. 

Prince t r<qnpli de haul Iob mf ritoire, 
FliaoiU lei toil*, li vom me Toulez croirc, 

AJler liumer leitr cerroise et godalle -.—{j/eod a'f ") 
CkT de Ota Tina ont ^and deair da boire 

Su le* elimata de Franoe ocoideutidc. 



r«d^ Or 2>db ^jilmftm, 1521. 

Soldien! at leagfh^ thar gathered tticngth our mi^ is doomed to 

Spsm and Bnhant eomflhant — ^Bararia and GHtfle. 

I^iota, thcT think that Franee will shrink from a foe that mahes on. 

Ami terror damp the gallant camp of the hold Duke d' Akn^on ! 

But wail and wo betide the foe that waits lor our aasault ! 

Back to hu lair our pikes shall scare the wild boar of Hainaolt. 

La Mease shall flood her banks with blood, ere the sons of France resigD 

Their ^orioiis fields — the land that yields the <^Te and the line ! 

Then draw the blade ! be our ranks arrived to the soimd of the martial 

In the foeman's ear let the trompeter blow a blast of deadly strife ; 
And let each knight collect bis might, as if there hung this day 
The fiftte of France on his single lance in the hour of the coming fray : 
As melts the snow in summer^s glow, so may our helmets' glare 
Consume their host ; so folly's boast Tanish in empty air. 
Fools ! to believe the sword could ghre to the children of the Bhine 
Our Ghilic fields — the land that yidds the oUto and the vine ! 

Can G^ermans (ace our Norman race in the conflict's awful shock — 
Brare the war-cry of " BEiTAiarr I" the shout of ** LAJfOUKDOC !" 
Dare they confront the battled brunt — the fdl encounter try 
When dread Bayard leads on his guard of stout gendarmerie ? 
Strength be the test — then breast to breast, ay, grapple man with man j 
Strength in the ranks, strength on both flanks, and Tslour in the ran. 
Let war efface each softer grace ; on stem Bellona's shrine 
We vow to shield the plains that yield the olire and ihe yine I 

Methinks I see bright Victory, in robe of glory drest. 

Joyful appear on the French frontier to the clueflain she loves best ; 

While grim Defeat, in contrast meet, scowls o'er the foeman's tent^ 

She on our duke smiles down with look of blythe encouragement. 

E'en now, I ween, our foes have seen their hopes of conquest fail ; 

Glad to regain their homes again, and quaff their Saxon ale. 

So may it be while chivalry and loyal hearts combine 

To lift a brand for the bonnie land of the olive and the vine ! 

And now let us give truce to war, and, turning to calmer 

subjects, smoke for awhile the calumet of peace with a poet 

of gentler disposition. Poor MfUevoye ! it is with a me- 

iancholy pleasure that again I turn to his pure and pathetic 

nut he was a fayourite of the Mua^ and, need I add. 


? "WTio can jwruge this simple melody witbout feel- 
g deeplj intereated in the fate of ita author ? 

ta Cf)ul( lite Jftuillt*. 
Par Militvayi. 
Da In d^iouille de niw bois 
L'natomne ■TaJt jonchf U teire, 
Le bocage £l«jt mm mjBt^ro, 
lie roBtignol JI*it sans roix- 
_XluT4} et monmiit ^ AQn (Ltirore, 
Un jmme maiadc, i pu Icuts, 
h^i^'uvit uns ^i> moire 
Le boil cher 1 ie> pninien uii. 

CI)t jFall of tt)t i.M&cd. 


had atript the grove, nnd 

The Talo Willi laily carpflt o'er— 
Shorn of its mjaterj ibe wood. 

And Philomel bide ling no more — 
Yet DM rtUI hither comoi to feed 

His SBia on childhood's merrj' 

For him, a\ak jouth [ poor ioTolid ! 
Lonel; attrsctiou gtOl it hath. 

"I come to bid you fttfewell brief. 
Here, O mj infnncy's wild hauntl 

For death gives in eooh falUng leaf 
Snd BummonB to jour TuiitAn^ 

'Tnaa a atcm oracle that told 
Mj dark decree, ' The tcoodSund 

PBoiique j'aime, adieu! js suc- 
Ton deuil m'aiertiC de mon 

Kt dan* obaque feutlle qui tembe 
Jo toil un preface de mort. 

Fatal orach: d'Epidaure, 
_ Tnm'udit, ' Lti ftuiUet da boia 
Lrf ta jKKZ Jaunironl eneore, 
W Mail c'nlpaurladerHitre/oii!" 

^XVtemel cyprie !e baUuce ; 
S^L tor mn t&te en silonce 

□ incline s« ranieuii : 
Ua jeuneaae aera flctrie 
ATant I'herbe de la prairie, 

Araut le pampre des cfiteaai ! 

jemeoral de leur froide baleina 
U'ont Umrhi les lombrea au- 

wmme une ombre Tsine 
lir mon bean pRntemB. 

. imbet tombe, feaille ipb^iret FoU I fall, O tmnaitorj leafl 
OoQVTC beta* ! ce Criste ehemin I AndcorerwellthiBpDtliofiorrowi 

"" ' u diacepoir ile ma mtro Hide from my mother's searching 
Ia l^aoe oil Je leroi deniain I grief 

The spot nthen Til be laid to- 

ler^ thuig 

In eilenco o'or mj head. 
Tells me m; joutli shall wither fast. 
Ere the grass fiides — yea, ere the last 

Stalk &om the Tine is shed. 

I die! Yes, with his icy breath, 
Fixed Fate has frozen up my 
blood 1 




Mais si mon amante yoil^e 
Vient dans la solitaire all^e, 

Pleurer a Theure ou le jour fuit ; 

Eveille, par un legcr bruit, 
Mon ombre un instant console !" 

n dit. S*^oigne et sans rctour ; 

La dcmiere feuille qui tombe 
A signal^ son dernier jour ; 

Sous le ch6ne on creusa sa 
Mais son amante no vint pas ; — 

£t la p4tro dc la valine 
Troubla seul du bruit de ses pas 

Le silence du mausolee. 

But should mj loved one's biij 

Seek tlie sad dwelling of the dead. 

Silent, alone, at ere ; 
O then with rustling murmur meet 
The echo of her coming feet. 

And sign of welcome give !" 

Such was the sick youth's last sad 
thought : 
Then slowly firom the grore be 
Next moon that way a corpse was 
And buried in the bower he loved. 
But at his grave no form appeared. 
No fairy mourner : through the 
The shepherd's treadalone was heard. 
In the sepulchral solitude. 

Attuned to the sad harmony of that closing stanza, and 
set to the same key-note of impassioned sorrow, are the 
following lines of Chateaubriand, which I believe have never 
appeared in print, at least in this country. They were com- 
posed on the occasion of a young and beautiful girl's pre- 
mature death, the day her remains were, with the usual 
ceremony of placing a wreath of white , roses on the bier, 
consigned to the earth. 


Sur la FilU de mon Amit enterrie hier devant mot au Citnetiere de Pauy. 

16 Juin, 1832. 

II descend ce cercueil ! et les roses sans taches 

Qu'un p^re y deposa, tribut de sa douleur : 
Terre ! tu les portas ! et maintenant tu caches 

Jeune fille et jeun^ fleur ! 
Ah! ne les rends jamais k ce monde prophane, 

A ce monde de douU, d'angoisse, et de malheui* ! 
Le vent briso et fletrit, le soleil brdle et fane 

Jeune fille et jeune fleur ! 
Tu dors, pauvre Elisa, si legdre d*ann^s ! 

Tu ne crains plus du jour le poids et la chaleur | 
EUei ont acheve leurs fraiohes matinees, 

Jeune fille et jeune floor t 

^^r TttE aoKflS or T&Ascx. 257 

E>T tb*t Doffin goei down, let it b«Ar od ita lid 

Tbe garland of roies 
Which the band of a hthar, her moumen wnid, 
In sUence deposes— 
"Tia the joung mwden's funeral hour ! 
Ffnoi thy bosom, mrth! sprung that young budding roM 
And 'tia meet that together thj lap should eituluu 

The ;ouiig maid and the Bancr ! 
Kerer. never give bock [he two Bvmbola ao pura 

Which to thee we couUde j 
From the breath of this world and its plagui'-B]>ot securs, 
IM. Ihom alsep side by sido— 
Thej shall know not iw poitilant power ! 

Or the fierco uorcliing bud, might parch up aa tliej grew 

The jDuug maid and the ilower! 
Poor Elite 1 for thee life's enjojmonta hiiTe fled, 

But ita pangs loo are flown ! 
Then go sleep in the griTel in that cold bridal bed 

Death raav eall thee Ms »»u— 

Take this handful of ohiy for thj dower ! ^^^M 
Of ■ texture wert thou &r too geutlu to last t .^^^H 
'TwM « moniing thj life 1 now the matins are put .^^^^M 

For the maid and tlie Qower ^^^^H 

No. IX. 




^rom tf|r S?rout ^aptrp. 
■Jhapter III. — Pnitoaopnr. 

"Quando GaUos cantat, PrtruB fl>.i;'-5u'(« K. Fml. JIf-j. 
"8i de no* ooqs la Toii altiera " If old St. Peter on his roek 
TronbU I'hiritiar de St. Pierre, WeiitwheQliehe.-irdllieO"llireoek. 
Grtce aui annates aujourd'hui. Haa not the pood French be (God 

BRBUiBaB. laud manj as e«g for hit iiiccea. 

Bkfohk we plunge witli Prout into the deptha of Frfticii 
PhiloBophy, we must pluci a crow with tbe " Sun." Sot 


often does it occur to us to notice a newspaper criticism ; 
nor, indeed, in this case, should we condescend to wax 
angry at the discharge of the penny-a-liner*s popgun, were 
it not that an imputation has been cast on the good father's 
memory, which cannot be overlooked, and must be wiped 
away. The caitiff who writes in the " Sun" has, at the in- 
stigation of Satan, thrown out a hint that these songs, and 
specifically his brilliant translation of " Malbrouck," were 
written "under vinous inspiration!" A false and atrocious 
libel. Great mental powers and superior cleverness are too 
often supposed to derive assistance from the bottle. Thus 
the virtue of the elder Cato (^prisei Catonis) is most unjus- 
tifiably ascribed to potations by unreflecting Horace ; and 
a profane French sophist has attributed Noah's escape from 
the dood to similar paHiality : 

" No^ le pairiarche, ** Td have drown'd an old chap, 

Si c^lfebrt par I'arche, Such a friend to *the tap,' 

Aima fort le iuB du tonneau ; The flood would haVe felt compunc- 

Puisqu'il planta la vigne, tion : 

Convenez qu'^tait digne Noah owed his escape 

l)e ne point se Aoyer dans l*eau!" To his lore for the grape ; 

And liis 'ark^ was an empty pun- 

The illustrious Queen Anne, who, like our own Regina, 
encouraged literaturb and patronised wit, was thus calum- 
niated after death, when her statue was put up where it 
now stands, with its back to Paul's church and its face 
turned towards that celebrated corner of the churchyard 
which in those days was a brandy-shop. Nay, was not our 
late dignified Lord Chancellor equally lampooned, without 
the slightest colour of a pretext, excepting, perhaps, " be- 
cause his nose is red." G^ood reason has he to curse his e\ il 
genius, and to exclaim with Ovid — 

" Ingenio perii NiAO poeta meo !** 

We were prepared, by our previous knowledge of history, 
for this outbreak of calumny in Front's case ; we knew, fiy 
a reference to the biography of Christopher Columbus, of 
Galileo, and of Dr. Fauatus (the great inventor of the art 
of printing), that his intellectual superiority would raise up 
■ hoai of adversaries prepared to malign him, nay. ii 

THE SOnOB OF FltAKCn. 2&8 

ccuBe him of witchcmft. The writer in the " Sun" 

vet gone quite bo fiir, conteDtiug himBelf lor tlie 

■nt with the Basertion, that tlie lather penned " these 

inga of France " to the souud of a gurgling flugon — 

" Aut doiix gloui gloiu que fait la bouteillu." 

1 not new. When Demoathenea ahaied his head, 

and spent the winter in a odlur tronacribing the works of 

Thiicydidea, 'twas swd of him, on his emerging into the 

lij;lit of the ^^/ia, that " hia apeeches smelt of oil." It 

was stated of that locomotire knight, t^ir Richard Blacli- 

whose epic poem on King Arthiif is now (like Bob 

loDtgomerjr's " Omniprtaence ") present nowhere, that he 

Wrole to the rumbling of hii ponuh-whwls," 

In allnsion to Byron's Innieness, it was hinted by sonie 

Zoiliis that he penned not a few of bis verses slant jifde m 

•tiia. Even a miui's gonealogy is not safe from innuendo 

and inference; for Sam Bogera having iliacovered, from 

" ■ inger's song, " Le Tiiilieur et U i'^e," hia father 

a tailor, pronounced his parentage and enrly impressiona 

le the rnuae why he was such n cnpital hand at a hem- 

ich. If a similar analogy can hold good in Tom Moore's 

(whose jiiveuiie associations were of a grocer sort), it 

no doubt become obvious why hit compositions are so 

.glily spiced," his taste so " liquoFish," and his mtise so 

digul of " sugar-candy." 

But ia it c^ime to this ? must we needs, at this time of 

.y, vindiftttfi the holy man's character ? and arc we driven 

itake up the cudgels for his sobriety?— he, wboae frugal life 

proverbial, and whose eeal, bucked by personal, example, 

all-powerful to win his parishioners from tlie seduction 

barleyoom, and reduce them to a habit of temperance, 

bonain fragem rediterre .' He, of whom it might be pre- 

Icated, that while a good conscience was the_;iiye c 

^ bia mind, his corporeal banquet was a perpetual i 

Herring ! fFater-ertttei, so abundant on that bleak I 

bvere his only luiury; for he belonged to that class of 

Pythagorean philosophers of whom Virgil speaks, 

ription of the plague : 

u pMcnntDr limplicia hwtw." — Ocory. 1 


Cicero fcells us, in his Tusculan Questions (what he might 
have read in Xenophon), that water-cresses were a favounte 
diet in Persia. His words are : '* Pers» nihil ad panem 
adhibebant prseter nasturtium." (Tusc. Qusest. v. 140). 
I only make this remark, en passant, as, in comparing Ire* 
land with what Tom calls 

*' that delightful proyinoe of the sun. 
The land his orient beam first shines upon,** 

it would seem that ^' round towers*' and water-cresses are 
distinctive characteristics of both countries ; a matter some- 
what singular, since the taste for water-grass is by no means 
generally diflFiised among European nations. Pliny, indeed 
(lib. xix. cap. 8), goes so far as to state, that this herb 
creates an unpleasant titillation in the nose : " Nasturtium 
nomen accepit -X narium tormento." But Spenser says of 
the native Irish, that " wherever they found a plot of sham- 
rocks or water-cresses, there they flocked as to a feast." — 
State of Ireland, A.D. 1580. 

When we assert that Prout was thu§ a model of abste- 
miousness, we by no means intend to convey the notion 
that he was inhospitable. Is not his Carousal on record 
in the pages of Eeoitj a ? and will it not be remembered 
when the feast of O'Rourke is forgotten ? If a friend 
chanced to drop into his hut on a frosty night, he felt no 
more scruple in cracking with his guest a few bottles of 
Medoc, than George Knapp, the redoubtable Mayor of 
Cork, in demolishing, with his municipal club, a maa-dog*8 
pericranium. Nor were his brother-clergy in that diocese 
less remarkable for well-ordered conviviality. Horace, in 
his trip to Brundusium, says, that parish-priests are only 
bound (on account of their poverty) to supply a stranger 
with a fire-side of bog- wood, and potatoes and salt — 

*^ Suppeditant parochi quod debent liffna salemqus ;** 

whereas he foolishly imagines that nothing can surpass a 
bishop's hospitality — 

" Pontificum potiore cosms." 

Were the poet now-a-days (a.d. 1830) to make a trip to 
Cork, he would find matters managed vice versd. 

TBX t 

ir.8 OP FBAKCE. 261 

From ftll we have said on this subject, ond still more from 
e could add, if iDdiued to be wrathful, Prout's caluin- 
niatora may leam a leason of forbeBrance tuid decorum. Hi* 
paths are the paths of pleasantueas tuid peace. But we are 
determined to protect him from assault. Par be it from ua 
to throw au &pple of discord ; but Fivut is the apple of our 
ejre. Let the man in " the Sun" read how Daniel O'Kourke 
feU from " the moon ;" let bim recollect the Dutch ambasBa- 
dor'a remark when the grand monorque shewed him hia own 
■ifOyal face painted in the diac of an emblematic " Sol t" " Je 
tou avec ploisir voire majetl^dam te plus grand T}t,a abtres." 
£«. lit, 1834. 

WrUrgnunhia. Da. 1833. 

PTbb historian of Cborlefl the Fifth, in that chapter wherein 

e diBcourseth of the children of Loyola, takes the oppor- 

inity of manifeating his astonishment tliat so learned a uody 

' tata should never have produced, among crowds of poeta, 

riticB, divines, metaphysicians, oratore, and astronomers, 

rose single philanopher .'" The remark is not original. The 

nious maggot was first generated in the brain of D'Alem- 

, himself an undeniable "philosopher." Every one, 1 

inagine, knows what guesB-Bort of wiseacre France gave 

urtL to in the person of that algebraic personage. 1 say 

nuice in general, a -whohmle t«rm, as none ever knew who 

a parenta were in detail, he, like myself, having graduated 

D a foundling hoapitul. lu the noble seminary dea Enfant 

^nmei*, (that metropolitan magazine for anonymouB conlri- 

jttititmB,) the future geometer was only known by the name 

r "Jean Ic Bond," which he exchanged in after-lile for 

^ He more sonorous title of D'Alembert ; not rendering him- 

Islf thereby a whit more capable of finding the quadrature 

't the circle. To be sure, in the fancy for a high-aounding 

e be only imitated his illustrious fellow 'labourer in thi.' 

nejard, Franqois Arouet, whom mortals have learnt to call 

^Voltaire" by his own pmticular deaire. Now Kobertsou, 

Sfi the Kirk of Scotland, ought to have known, wlien he 

(dnpted, eecond-band, this absurdity, that by philosopher 

" ■ French infidel meant any thing but a well-regulated, 

262 Ti.THEB ?B01TT*8 BEIilQUZS. 

sound, and sagacious mind, reposing in calm grandeur ou 
the rock of Bevelation, and looking on >vith scornful pity 
while modem sophists go through all the drunken capers of 
emancipated scepticism. Does the historian, grave and 
thoughtful as he is, mean to countenance such yagaries of 
human reason P does he deem the wild mazes of the philo- 
sophic dance, in which Hobbes, Spinoza, Bolingbroke, David 
Hume, and Monboddo, join with Diderot, Helvetius, and 
the D'Holbac revellers, worthy of applause and imitation l 

** Saltantes satyros imitabitur Alphesiboeus ?*' 

If such be the blissful vision of Ai« philosophy, then, indeed, 
may we exclaim, with the poet of Eton College, " 'Tis folly 
to be wise !" But if to possess an unrivalled knowledge of 
human nature — if to ken with intuitive glance all the 
secrets of men's hearts — if to control the passions — if to 
gain ascendancy by sheer intellect over mankind — if to 
civilise the savage — if to furnish zealous and intelligent 
missionaries to the Indian and American hemisphere, as 
well as professors to the Universities of Europe, and ** con- 
fessors" to the court of kings^ — be characteristics of ge- 
nuine philosophy and mental greatness, allow me to put in a 
claim tor the Society that is no more ; the downfal of which 
was the signal for every evil bird of bad omen to flit abroad 
and pollute the world — 

" Obscoenique canes, importtmeque volucres." 

And still, though it may sound strange to modem democrats, 
tlie first treatise on the grand doema of the sovereignty of 
the people was written and published in Spain by a Jesuit. 
It was Father Mariana who first, in his book '* De Institu- 
tione Begis," taught the doctrine, that kings are but trustees 
for the benefit of the nation, freely developing what was 
timidly hinted at by Thomas Aquinas. Bayle, whom the 
professor will admit to the full honours of a philosophic chair 
of pestilence,* acknowledges, in sundry passages, the supe- 
rior sagacity of those pious men, under whom, by the way, 
he himself studied at Toulouse ; and if, by accumulating 

* " Cathedra peitiUntia*' is the Tulgate translation of what the ao* 
thorisod Church-version calls the ** seat of the soomiviL" PtoaliD i. L 
— O.Y. 

doubts and dtu-kneRB on the truths of Cbnetianity, ht hu 
merited to be ctilied the cloud-compelling Jupiter among 
philoeophers, msifjiy^tra Ztut, surely aome partideof ^iiVo- 
MOpkic prnise, etjuivooai ns it ie, might be reeerved for those 
able masters n-ho stunulated hiB early inquiries, — excited 
Biid fed his young appetite for erudifion. But they sent 
fortli from their sc-hools, in Descartes, in Torricelli, and in 
Bossuet, much sounder specimens of reasoning and wiedoui. 

1 hesitate not to aver, as a general propoeition, that the 
French character iB essentially unphilosophical. Of the 
Qreeka it baa been said, what 1 would rattier apply to our 
merry neighbours, that they were " a nation of chOdren," 
possessing all the Avlicsome wildness, oil the playful attrac- 
tiTeness of that pleasant epoch in life; but deScient in the 
graver faeuttiee of diBpasHioDate reflection ; 'EKhrtnt am 
muift, ytoiin it 'EXXijy ouofij. — (Plato, " Timieua.") In the 
reign of Louip XIV., P6re Boubours gravely discusBea, in his 
" Coure de Beliea Lettres," the question, " whether a native 
of Germany can poBsess wit f " The phlegmatic dwellers on 
the Danube might retort by proposing as a problem to the 
University of Gottin^en, " An. datur philosopbus inter 
GalloB F" Certain it is, and I know thiim well, that the 
calibre of their mind is better adapted to receive and dis- 
eharge " small shot" than " heavy metal." That they arc 
more calculated to Bhioe in the imaginative, the ornamental, 
the refined and delicate departments of literature, than in the 
sober, sedate, and profound pursuita of philosophy ; and it 
is not without reason that history tells of tbetr ancestors, 
when on the point of taking the capitol, that they were 
foiled and discomfited by the solemn steadiness of a gooae. 

Cirero had a great contempt for the guidance of Greek 
philosophers in matters appertaining to religion, thinking, 
with reaBon, that there was in the Uoman gravity a more 
fitting disposition of mind for such important inquiries : 
"Ciini de religione agitur,Titum Coruncanium aut Puhlium 
SoaMTolam, ponlijieet waiimos, non Zeuonem, aut Cleanthum, 
aut Chrysippum sequor." {De Nalura I)eor.) The terms 
of insulting depreciation, Griecvlai and Gracia meadax, are 
familiar to the readers of the Latin classics ; and from 
Aristophaoes we can learn, that /royi, a talkative, saltatory, 
And unBubstantial noun of multitude, was then applied to 


Greeks, as now-a-days to [Frenchmen. But of this mora 
anon, when I come to treat of " frogs and firee-trade." I 
am now on the chapter of philosophy. 

Yague generalities, and sweeping assertions relative to 
national character, are too much the fashion with writers of 
the Fuckler Muskaw and Lady Morgan school : wherefore 
I select at once an individual illustration of mv theory con- 
cerning the French ; and I hope I shall not he accused of 
dealing unfairly towards them when I put forward as a 
sample the Comte de Buffon. Of all the eloquent prose 
writers of France, none has surpassed in graceful and har- 
monious diction the great naturalist of Burgundy. His 
work combines two qualities rarely found in conjunction on 
the same happy page, viz., accurate technical information 
and polished elegance of style ; indeed his maxim was " Le 
style c*est Vhomme :" but when he goes beyond his depth — 
when, tired of exquisite delineations and graphic depictur- 
ings, he forsakes the " swan," the " Arabian horse," the 
" beaver," and the " ostrich," for " Sanconiathon, Berosus, 
and the cosmogony of the world," what a melancholy exhi- 
bition does he make of ingenious dotage ! Having prede- 
termined not to leave Moses a leg to stand on, he sweeps 
away at one stroke of his pen the foundations of Grenesis, 
and reconstructs their terraqueous planet on a new patent 
principle. I have been afc some pains to acquire a com pre* 
hensive notion of his system, and, aided by an old Jesuit, I 
have succeeding in condensing the voluminous dissertation 
iuto a few lines, for the use of those who are dissatisfied 
with the Mosaic statement, including Dr. Buckland : 

1. In the beginning was the sun, from which a splinter 
was shot oflf by chance, and that fragment was our globe. 

2. 9ntr the globe had for its nucleus melted glass, with 
an envelope of hot water. 

3. 9ntf it began to t^irl round, and became somewhat 
flattened at the poles. 

4. ^ob, when the water grew cool, insects began to ap- 
pear, and shell-fish. 

5. Snti from the accumulation of shells, particularly 
oysters (tom. i., 4to. edit. p. 14), the earth was gradually 

nood, with riiiy;e« of mouotainB, on the principle of thL> 

'onte Teetucio aX the ^te of Kome. 

6. J4ut the melted glass kept warm for a long time, and 
the arctic climate was as hot in those (Java nn the tropit/a 
- jw are : witoeBB a froaen rhinoeeroa fouud in Siberia, &e. 

c. Ac. 

To ah which diBcoveries no one will be bo iUihera] as to 
fuae the appropriate acclamation of " Very fine oysters !"• 

As I have thuH furnished here a compendious substitute 
r tlie obsolete book of Genesis, I thick it rit;ht also to 
ipply a few notions on astronomy -, wherefore I subjoin a 
reach song on one of the moat interestiug phenomena of 
e Bular system, in which efiuaion of some unonynnous poet 
ere ia about as much wisdom as in BuHon's cosmogony. 

%a Gdcmit Did lEdipdtK. ®n ^oUr ^tlipitt, 

(a new TnEOKY.) 
(Jiifiitir leqailnr.) For fhe tut o/IJie /.om/en Unittrtilg. 

jura lo Slyi qui loumoie All heaven, I Bwcar bj SI ji that rolls 

Diaa le paj-s dc TarlBra, ilji dark llood roujid (iiu land of 

Qu'i "Colm-inulWd" on jouei 
r«iu! tire 

Bort, qu'un Toie Shall pluy tlits day at "Bliiid 

b Mrs. luim's buff." 

Come, inuke arnuigcmentt on tlie 

Prepan) the 'kerchief, dm the lot — 
So JoTe camnifuids ! Enough I 

bon Soleil I'aTWt bieo dit — LotMoQSoi,:(beBtarBwerealruck 

Le tort loi fcbut en putago : AC such ui instsnee of ill luck, 

tihacun riC ; et tuWknt I'ungc. Tlien Luna forward came, 

uaaitAt U Lune t'oUHt And bound wilU gentle, moilcsl 

Pour lui Toiler sou beau niagc. band. 

O'er hie brifjlit brov Hie mualiii 

Hence mortula learned the game. 

luld be scandiJous indeed, if the palm of absurdly, 

le bronze mednl of impudence in philosophic diaeovery, 

to be awarded to Butfon, when Voltaire stands a cnu- - 

field of speculutiou. This great man, 

soaraing on a similar subject, in bis profound " QueatioDii 

Front felt that diiililte of geological induiitioa commoD to old- 

churuhmen — O.Y- 


Encyclopediques," labours to remove the vulgar presumptiou 
in &vour of a general deluge, derived from certain marine 
remains and conchylia found on the Alps and Pyrenees. 
He does not hesitate to trace these shells to the frequency 
of pilgrims returning with scollops on their hats from St. 
Jago di Compostello across the mountains. Here are his 
words, q, e. (art. CoquU.) : " Si nous faisons reflexion k la 
foule innombrable de p^l^rins qui partent k pied de St. 
Jaques en Gklice, et de toutes les provinces, pour aller k 
Home par le Mont Cenis, charges de coquilles d leurs bon- 
nets," &c. &c. — a deep and original explanation of a very 
puzzling geological problem. 

But let the patriarch of Femey hide his diminished head 
before a late French/? At /o«opAic writer, citoyen Dupuis, author 
of that sublime work, "De TOrigine des Cultes." This 
performance is a manual of deism, and deservedly has been 
commemorated by a poet from Gascony ; who concludes his 
complimentary stanzas to the author by telling him that he 
has at last drawn up Truth from the bottom of the well to 
which the ancients nad consigned her : 

VouB avez bien m^rit^ Truth in a well was said to dwell, 

De la patrie, Sire DupuiB : From whence no art could pluck it ; 

Yous avez tir^ la verity But now 'tis known, raised by the loan 

Du puits ! Of thy philosophic bucket. 

Citizen Dupuis has imagined a simple method of explain- 
ing the rise and origin of Christianity, which he clearly 
shews to have been nothing at its commencement but an " as- 
tronomical allegory :" Christ standing for the Sun, the 
twelve apostles representing the twelve signs of the Zodiac, 
Peter standing for " Aquarius," and Didymus for one of 
"the twins," &c. ; just with as much ease as a future histo- 
rian of these countries may convert our grand Whig cabinet 
into an allegorical fable, putting Lord Althorp for the sign 
of Taurus, Palmerston for the Goat, EUice for Ursa Major, 
and finding in Stanley an undeniable emblem of Scorpio* 

Volney, in his " Euines," seems to emulate the bold theo- 
ries of Dupuis ; and the conclusion at which all arrive, by 
the devious and labyrinthine paths they severally tread, — 
whether, with Lamettrie, they adopt plain materialism ; or, 

• " Bpar Ellice" and " Scorpion Stanley*' were household words ia 
1830, as well as> Lord Althorpe's bucoHc and Palmerston's erotic famb. 




I witl» CnntlillQc, hint nt llie posBibility of malirr lieing cnpiu 

I ble or thought ,■ or, witli Diderot, fiu^ no difleronoe between 

' adog but tbe clotlieB ("Vie de Stiii^cjue")— is, 

I eioaucipalion from all moral tie, and contempt for all eiiat- 

ing inslitutions, Tbeir disciples fill the galley§ in France, 

1 nud cause our own Botouv Ba)' to present all the agree- 

\ able varieties of a philosophical horlus liccat. But Ireland 

[ haa produced a grander specimen of philosophy, exemplified 

in the calm composure, dignified tranquillity, and instructive 

Belf-pOMesBioD, with which death may he encountered after 

I B life of usefulness. For the benefit of the Freucb, I have 

I taken some paioa to initiate them, through the medium of a 

L tranalation, into the worhings of an Irish mind unfettered 

[ by conscimtious acruplea on the threshold of eternity. 

Ct)i S"lf) ol dotralrd. 


aiue-CrttioHi, in-h lit Cor*, 

BtaU before Lairj km rtwlthed, A U 
ha Mj* llu7 all {nid liiin a visit ; 
I AbitmlUeirMtcl(a.too.ttii!yreti:he<l— 
niejr swenUd their duda till tliej 

g"ei _ 

f For tarry whb nlwayi the Ud, 

When a friend kss cundeinn«l to 
the iqiu-eler, 

I Bat he'd pawn all the togs thnt he linil, 
' ut to hdp tlie puor hoy lu h 

And moil 

dear Lnirj," 

And jmvniM going off lika : 
ble I" 
* Uoald four tongue in thot matter," 

lui ^tait bien dd, 

De QOmbreui aniie U Fisiti: ; 

Cur elutciin x.'aTBit que Lsuient 

A w>n lour rendrait la p&reillf, 

Cbapcau montre, ot vrate cQ- 


Pour que I'atni put boire bou- 

Mi faire, i goaier §ec, ie Aaut. 

" H'^lai, notrc gar^on '" luidii-jn 
" CombienjorcgrHtBton iorl I 

To TOili fleur, que sur u tige 
Moiaaoime la cruelle mort I" — 

"Au diahW dil-il, "le roi 

^a nte fait la raleur d'un bou- 



"For llie neckcloth I don't care D 


I And bj UuB time lo-moiToir jou'll eee 

Yowhtm will bodoadBs mutton ; 

AU for irhnt P 'fcase bia coi>ra({c 

WM goodl" 



Tlie boys they came crowding in fast ; 
They drew their stools dose round 
about him, 
Six glims round his coffin they 

placed — 
He couldn't be well waked without 

I axed if he was fit to die, 

Without having duly repented ? 
Says Larry, ** Thai's aU in my eye, 
And all by the darffy inyented. 
To make a fat bit for themselves." 

Des amis d6jik la oohorte 

Bemplissait son ^troit r^oit ; 
" Six cnandelles, ho ! qu'on ap- 
Donnons du lustre k cette nuit ! 
Alors ie cherchai k oonnaitre 
S'il s'^tait diiment repenti ? 
" Bah ! c'est les fourberies des 

pr6tree ; 
Les gredins, ils en ont menti, 
£t leurs contes d'enfer sont 

Then the cards being called for, they 
Till Larry found one of them 
Quick he made a hard rap at his head — 

The lad being easily heated. 
** So ye chates me bekase I'm in grief! 
O ! is that, by the Holy, the rason ? 
Soon I'll give you to know, you d^-d 
That you're cracking your jokes out 
of sason, 
And scuttle your nob with my 

L'on demande les cartes. Au jeu 
Laurent voit un larron qui 
triche ; 
D'honneur tout rempli, il prend 
Et d un bon coup de poign 
"Ha, coquin! de mon dernier 
Tu croyais profiter, peut-etn? ; 
Tu 08C8 me jouer ce tour ! 
Prends 9a pour ta peine, vil 
traitre ! 
Et apprends k te bien con- 

Then in came the priest with his book. 

He spoke him so smooth and so 

civil ; 

Larry tipped him a Kilmainham look. 

And pitched his big wig to the divil. 

Then raising a Uttle his head, 

To got a sweep drop of the bottle, 
And pitiful sighing he said, 

" O ! the hemp will be soon round 
my throttle, 
And choke my poor windpipe to 
death !" 

Quand nous e^bnes cess^ nos 
Laurent, en ce triste repaire 
Pour le disposer au tr^pas, 

Voitentrer Monsieur leYicaire. 
Apres un sinistre r^ard, 

Le front de sa main il se frotte, 

Disant tout haut, " Yenez plus 

tard !" 

Et tout has, " Vilain' colotte !" 

Puis son verre il vida deux 


So mournful these last words he spoke, Lors il parla de I'^hafaud, 

We all vented our tears in a shower; • Et de sa derniere cravate ; 

For my part, I thought my heart Grands dieux ! que 9a paraissait 

broke beau 

To see him cut down like a flower I Be la voir mounr en Socrate 1 

On hu trvrela ire witched hi'u nc^t Le tnyet en cliantant il fit — 

dar. La clian«on point ne tat u 

O, the QBiiKiraii 1 thought I could pHSuntc ; 

kill him '. Mnis palit im pen quund il vit 

Tot one word did our poor Larrr aay, L» itatue da Hoj Oiidlaiinia- 

Nor ciiDDged [ill Im came lo "King Lei pcniWds n'aimeiit pi 

"Williain ;" ce roi ! 
Och, in}> dear I then his colour 
turned »hil« '. 

Ho was tucked up lo ocat and bo Le gibet IHit prfit en u 

prctt;; MouranC il [oumn lo riiiise 

lie nimbler jugged off from his fei-t. Vers In bonne TiUe de DabHn. 

And he died nithhia face lotjierilj. II dans* Is eamis|piole, 

Se kicked loo, but IhntiraB all pridt', Et mourut commo Ql Ual- 

For HK>D jon might tee 'tnaa all brouck ; 

OTorj Poie noiia enterrftmei ie drflle 

nd as soon as the DiKue was untied, An cimetiire de Donnjbrouk. 

Ihen at dnrkef we waked liiui in Queaaniune; aoit en reposl 

And aunt him to take b ground- 

There hw been an nttcnipt by Vu^tor Hugo to einbod.v 
juto a book tbe prindpleB of Stoic philoaophy, wjiich Larry 
lierem propoimifa to Ilia nBaociates ; and the French poet 
baa spun out into tbe shape of a long yarn, eailed " Le 
dernier Jour d'un Coudamue," what my friend Ueau Bur- 
:» bad BO ably condenaed in bis immortal ballad. But 
apect that Addiaon's tragedy of " Cato" furniahed the 
original bint, in the aublime soliloquy about suicide — 

unless we trace the matter aa far back as Hamlet'a conver- 
■BtioQ witii the grave-digger. 

The care and attentioa with whicH " tbe boya" paid tlie 
laat funeral honours to the illuatrioua dead, ansiouS'to tes- 
tify their adheaion to the doctrinea of the defiinct philo- 
Mpber by a glorioua " wake," remind me of the pomp and 
I'eremony with which the saiiii culnllei of Paria conveyed 
the carcass of Voltiure and the ashea of Jean Jacques to the 
Pantheon in 179i. The bones of the ciit-throat Marat were 
mbsequently added to the relics tberein gathered ; and m 


FATHER Pout's bsuquIeb. 

inscription bitterly ironical biased on the front of tho 
temple's gorgeous portico — 

" Aux grands homines la pairie reconnaissante !'* 

The " Confessions'* of Eousseau had stamped him a vaga- 
bond ; the " Pacelle" of Voltaire, by combining an outrage 
on morals with a sneer at the most exalted instance of ro- 
mantic patriotism on record in his 'own or any other country, 
had emmently entitled the writer to be " waked" by the 
viost ferocious ruffians that ev^r rose from the kenuel to 
trample on all the decencies of life, and riot in all the beati- 
tude of democracy. But when I denounce their doings of 
1793, there was a man in those days who deserved to live in 
better times ; tho' carHed away by the frenzy of the season 
(for "madness ruled the hour"), he voted for the death of 
Louis XYI. That man was the painter David^ then a 
mefiAer of the Convention ; subsequently the imperial ar- 
tist, whose glorious picturings of " The Passage of the Alps 
by Bonaparte," of "The Spartans at Thermopyl»," and 
" The Emperor in his Coronation Bobes," shed such radiance 
on his native laud. The Bourbons had the bad taste not 
only to enforce the act of proscription in his case while he 
lived, but to prohibit his dead body from being interred in 
the French territory. His tomb is in Brussels; but his 
paintings form the ornament of Louvre and Luxemburg ; 
while fortunate enough to be sung by B^ranger. 

%e ConBoi He BabiH, 

Peint¥e de VEmperent^ teX'Membre de la Convention. 

Air—'* 0e Roland." 

•* NonI nonl vous ne passeret pas!" 
Crie un soldat Bur la fronti^re, 
A cetix qui de David, h^las ! 
Kapportalent ches noiig la poii>(si^re. 
"Soldat," disentils dans leur detiil, 
" Proacrit-on aussi sa m^moire? 
Quoi, vous reponsMS son cercueil! 
Et vous h^ritez de sa gloire !" 

* Non ! non ! vous ne passerez pas I" 

Dit le soldat avec fiirie. — 
"Soldat, ses yenx jusqu'au trtpas 
So sont tonrn^H vera la patrie ; 
11 en soutenait la splendour 

Du fond d'un exil qui I'honore ; 
C^est par lui que notre grandeur 
Sur la toile respire encore." 

" Non I non! vous ne pasMres pas!** 

Bedit plus baa la aentinelle.— 
" Le peintre de L^nidas 

Dans la liberty n'a vu qn*eUt : 
On lui dut le noble appareil 

Des Jours de Joie et d'ent^ranee, 
Oik les beanz arts k lenr r«retl 
F«taient to r^vell de U Fraaoe.'* 

" Non ! non I vous ne pasaeres pas P 
Di le soldat; " e'est ma covslgoe." 
" Du plus grand de tous lea sc4dUa 
II fat le peintre le plus digna 
A Taspect de I'aigle si tier, 

Plein d'Hom^re, et Time ezaltM. 
David erut peindre Jnpit^r— 
IHLas ! il pelgnit Prom4tb^" 

' ruisoE. 271 

■WmiT mm I rmt n( puwrMpMr 

'Eb (rin, MUliininni on nna |hii < 

L« hum gqt EXTju J> a>ml»in 
■till 111 ;>urr ['MM i« Ron.* I 

Ex-Ucntbn- <f Ihr Ifattonat CormntioH. :-.-, ''•■j-' ,•_ 

[MM in burred! "Full l>•I^k !" cut* the giuird ^ "crou sat tha 

Franch frontier!" 

Hh Aolpmn tread, of the Diiled d«d the flincni] dretr ninr. 

■r the aentinelle Imiii coticed niill what no plumo, no ]uU nn biite, 

it jFtm h(«r«e eonlain* (he sad rsmaint of a bsniehoil re^cidn! 

' pit}? take, for hii glorf's eakp." Hid lus ohilHrnt lo Lhe guarH ; 

lis nobis art plead on hi* pun — let a grace be 111* rcwnrd ! 

' ' t hour of fkiiie, nor tlio aid of liia pi^i'il 

be the memorj of the triumph* h* adornml [" 

'tis my dulj, all* '■" said the froniiiT rort- 

"Oh! givo to France ths inlieritaDro of her ptunt«r'« funeral urn : 
Hu pm^ traiMd, on the Alpiuo waste of the patlilms Mont Bmnri<, 
Sapolaoa'i eouna on the »now-whilo horse'— let ojiraM be hin reword! 
For ha loied thit land — af, bis djing baad to point her fame he'd lend 

Let hi* jjassporl. bo the memory of hi» nati»e i-oontrj'* BplaiiiJour t" 

tAan bedimmed li 
loriou* enterprise." 

~ T« cannot paas," said the guard, "ahis! (for 

" Her f»V(iiirile "ras Iioonidas, with his band of Spartan men ; 
Did not his art to them impart lire's breath, that Franoe might see 
Wliat a patriot fuw in the gap could do at old ThermoprbB ? 
Oft bj that sight for the eoming flgUt was the TOUtbful bosom fired : 
Let lu> paaaport be the memory oE the Talour be inspired !" 

" Ya cannot pats." — "Soldirr, alai ! a dismal boon wo ctbvh — 
Saj. is there not some lonely spot where lib I'rienda may dig.a grnie? 
Ob I pity lake, fnr that harv's sake wbom lie gloried to portray 
With orown and palm at Botre Dame on hii coronalioD-daj." 


Amid that band the withered hand of an aged pontiff roee* 
And blessing shed on the conqueror's head, forgiving his own t. 
He drew that scene — nor dreamt, I ween, that yet a little while, 
And the hero's doom would be a tomb far off in a lonely isle I 

** I am charged, alas ! not to let you pass,'* said the sorrowing sentinellc ; 
** His destiny must also be a foreign grave !" — " 'Tis well ! — 
Hard is our fate to supplicate for his bones a place of rest, 
And to bear away his banished clay from the land that he loved besk 
But let us hence ! — Sad recompense for the lustre that he cast, 
Blending the rays of modem davs with the glories of the past 1 
Our sons will read with shame this deed (umess my mind doth err) $ 
And a future age make pilgrimage to the painter's sepulchre !" 

How poor and pitiful to visit on his cofiBn the error of hia 
political career ! There is a sympathy in our nature that 
rises in arms against any act of persecution that vents itself 
upon the dead ; and genius in exile has ever excited interest 
and compassion. This feeling has been admirably worked 
upon by the author of the " Meditations Po^tiques," a poet 
every way inferior to B^ranger, but who, in the following 
effusion, has surpassed himself, and given utterance to some 
of the noblest lines in the French language. 

iLa filotre. 

A un Pohte Portugais exile, par Alphonse de la Matiime, 

G^n^rcux, favjoris des fiUes de memoirs ! 
Deux scntiers differents devant vous vont s'ouvrir— 
L'uD conduit au bonheur, I'autre m^ne a la gloire ; 
Mortels ! il £&ut choisir. 

Ton sort, O Manoel ! suivit la loi commune : 
La muse t'euivra de pr^oces favours ; 
Tes jours furent tissus de gloire et d'infortui|e, 
Et tu verses des pleurs ! 

Kougis, plutdt rougis, d^envier au vulgaire, 
Le sterile repos dont son cceur est jaloux ; 
Les dieux out fait pour lui tons lee biens de la terre, 
Mais la lyre est a nous. 

Les siecles sont h toi, le monde est ta patrie ; 
Quand nous ne sommes plus, notre ombre a dee fMiteli^ 
Oil le juste avenir prepare k ton g^nie 
Des honneurs immortels. 

A quel prix 
Tail, rlntoi 


Ocii, In gloire t'&tUnd ! maia air^te et contempls 

luneiuaiae ■ is port« du lemph-, 
£a garde let digrit. 

Id c'eat ee Tieillard que I'lngTBte loiiie 
A ru de mon ea men promcncr >e» malheun t 
Areugle, U n^endisit, au prix de son gime, 
Ud pain mouilU de pleun. 

JA le Tuatr, br&l^ d'one flunme fatale, 
Elpiant dans leg len tt glaiie <A BOii amour, 
(Juand il Ta recucillir la paline triomphalo, 
Descend aa noir b^out. 

Par-tout des □udheureui, dee proicriti, di's lielmiea, 
Lnttaut contre le sort, ou oontre les buurrenui i 
Oq dinit que le Ciel mx caurs plus maguaamies 
Uisure plus de diduX. 

Impose done aileuM aui plaintcB de ta !jni — 

Dei eours nea sans vertu I'inforlune eat I'^i^ucil ; 

Ibii toi, roi dctrfinf , que ton mallieur t'iiuipice 

Un gen Ere in orgueiL 

Que t'importe, aprea lout, que cet ordre harbor? 
^euduune loin des bonis qui fUrent Ion berc(»ii t 
Que t'importe en quel lieu la destin lo prepare 
Dn glorieux tombesu 7 

Si Vail vl le fer de c«s tjrBna du Tags 
N 'dpchaineront Ca gloire bui bords ou tu mourms < 
Idabonne 1b rf eUmo, et tolli I't jritage 
Que tu lui laissenui. 

Ceux qui I'ont mioonnu pleiireroDt Ic graud botnn* 
Atlitee k des proscrlW ouTre aoo FantUoiii 
OorioUn expire, et lee enrans de Borne 
BevDudiquent son nam. 

Aus TiTagea des xnorta avant que de desuendre, 
Oride Ure au ciel sea smtpUantce nuuna : 
Am Bannates barbans il a l^ue aa conrtiv. 
St aa gloire aiii itumaua. 



Addretted by Lamartme to his friend and brother-poei, MtuwSly ^%\%hci 

from FortugtU, 

Ifvour bosom beats high, if your pulse quicker grows, 
When in yisions ye fancy t^e wreath of the Muse, 
There's the path to renown — there's the path to repose— 
Ye must choose ! ye must choose ! 

Manofil, thus the destiny rules t^y career, 
And thy life's web is woven with gloiy and woe ; 
Thou wert nursed on the lap of the Muse, and thy tear 
Shall unceasingly flow. 

O, my friend ! do not envy the vulgar their joys, 
Nor Uie pleasures to which their low nature is prone ; 
For a nobler ambition our leisure employs— 
Oh, tlie lyre is our own ! 

And the future is ours ! for in ages to come, 
The admirers of genius an altar will raise 
To the poet ; and Fame, till her trumpet is dumb, 
Will re-echo our praise. 

Poet ! Glory awaits thee ; her temple is thine ; 
But there's one who keeps vigil, if entrance vou claim 
*Tis MiBFOBTTTNE ! she sits in the porch of the shrine. 
The pale portress of Fame ! 

Saw not Gh*eece an old man, like a pilgrim arrayed. 
With his tale of old Troy, and a staflf in his hand, 
Beg his bread at the door of each hut, as he strayed 
Through his own classic land ? 

And because he had loved, though unwisely, yet well ; 
Mark what was the boon by bright beauty bestowed— 
Blush, Italy, blush ! for yon maniac's oeU 
It was Tasso's abode. 

Hand in hand Woe and Genius must walk here below. 
And the chalice of bitterness, mixed for mankind, 
Must be quaffed by us all ; but its waters o'erflow 
For the noble of mind. 

Then the heave of thy heart's indignation keep down ( 
Be the voice of lament never wrung from thy pride i 
Leave to others the weakness of srief; take reuown 
With endurance aUied. 


Ii«t thero bSDuh far off uid prmoribB (for tbef eao) 
SsdilDDed Portagal'a aoa Emin liia dpsp iiiiliiu pUins; 
!But no (jrant can plsue Ilio tree toiA uudur ban. 
Or the flpiiib in chiuDa. 

Ko ! Ilie {renxy of {action, thouj^ hatciuL though strong, 
Prom iLe banks of the Taeus can't baniBli I4iy feme : 
&tUl the hoik) of old Lisbon sball ring with tliv fong 
And fEBOund with tLj name. 

Wlien Dante's attainder bis towasmea repealed — 
When the sona slamped tht deed of their aim nith abliorfL'nce* 
They suDimoned reluPUnt Havennn to yield 
Biwk hit fame to hia Floreace. 

And nith both haada uplifted Lore's bard ere he breathed 
Uia Iwt aigh, isr sway Irvtu Im kiiidml and home : 
To the Scythiuia hia asliea hath left, but bctjueathed 
All bit gloi7 U> Borne. 

'Sever doea poetry aBsuine a loftier tone than wben it be- 
comes the vehicle of calm philosophy or geaeroua conilo- 
lence with bumaa sufierings ; but when honest patriotiain 
swells the note aud eialta the melody, the effect on a feeling 
heart is truly delightful. List to B^rauger. 

%t 'F'tolon btist. 

II dliluwt dsi iDBca (HI 
- Da piutn ftourilaim. 

' ABI>iIrt*l|ull'MatiiiI aitendn 

Hem dainai eoaulcat niol'in d'aSiol ; 

Eut itriit >ic lr°iil dim rul. 
Va pnlda diii> iwin Kl<'ln 
Am ebuti qiiVII- luiui liupinit 

• Ktnussr H lengiraltr 



Ci^e dhrenci^ JfitMir^H tamentatton. 

My poor dos I here ! of jesterdaj's ftistiTal-cake 

Eat the poor remains in sorrow ; 
For when next a repast joa and I shall make, 
It most be on brown bread, which, for charity's sake^ 

Tour master must beg or borrow. 

Of these strangers the presence and pride in France 

Is to me a perfect riddle ; 
They haye conquered, no doubt, by some &tal chance-* 
For they haughtUy said, ** Tou mutt play us a danoe !** 

I refused — and they broke my fiddle ! 

Of our yiUage the orchestra, crushed at one stroke* 

By that sayage insult perished ! 
'Twas then that our pride felt the strangers* yoke. 
When the insolent hand of a foreigner broke 

What our hearts so dearly cherished. 

For whenever our youth heard it merrily sound, 

A flood of gladness shedding. 
At the dance on the green they were sure to be found { 
While its music assembled the neighbours around 

To the yiUage maiden's wedding. 

By the priest of the parish its note was pronounced 

To be innocent " after service ;" 
And gaily the wooden-shoe'd peasantry bounced 
On the bright Sabbath-day, as the^ diuiced undenounced 

By pope, or bonze, or dems. 

How dismally slow will the Sabbath now run. 

Without fiddle, or flute, or tabor — 
How sad is the haxrest when music there's none — 
How sad is the vintage tans fiddle begun ! — 
Dismal and tuneless labour ! 

In that fiddle a solace for grief we had got ; 

'Twas of peace the oest preceptor ; 
For its sound made all quarrels subside on the spot,, 
And its bow went much farther to soothe our hard lot 

Than the crosier or the sceptre. 

But a truce to my grief! — for an insult so base 
A new puise in my heart hath awoken ! 

That affront I'll revenge on their insolent race ; 

Qird a sword on my thigh — let a musket replace 
The fiddle their buid has broken. 


My fruDds, if 1 lall, m; old oorf m in the crowd 

Of nlBoghtotwl inartjri viewing. 
Shall uy, whila thej wmp 1117 cold limbs in a ahroin), 
*Twafl not Ut fkult if fWM a barbariau allanca 

To daoPB in our coontry*i min !" 

It would be a pity, while we are in the patriotic strain of 
sentiment, to allow the feelings to cool ; ho, to use a techni- 
i-al phrase, we shall keep the »team »p, by flinging into tlie 
already kindled furnace of generous emotions a truly nati- 
onal ballad, br Casimir Delavigne, conceroing a well-known 
anecdote of tke late revolution, July 1830. 

It Ciiim Ha loubri. t!ri}t fiog of tf)t Gfjrtt JDaut 

Oaiimir DilavtgHt. A SaUad, Siptimbf 1831. 

Faoaiil! que ton &ont w dfcoDTre ! With genllo tread, villi uiit:uTrr'o 

U pliu d'un bruve eat endomu ! £«d, 

De* Aeon pour le mutjr du Loutts, Pus bj' the Lourrp-gBlP, 

Un peu de pain pour ion ami ! Whore buriwl lie the " men d 

kaH flower* ire flung by thp 
And tba dog bowls dest'lnte. 

Tlmt dog had foiighl. 

In the Qerce onalougiit 
Hid rutlicd with his master on : 

And both fought well; 

But the rasBter fell— 
And behold Che BurriTiug nne 1 

By hia lifaleaa clay. 
Shaggy and grey, 

Hia (ellow-warrior alood : 
Nor mored beyond. 
But mingled, fond, 

Big teara with hia mnater'a bluo'i 

Tigil he keeps 

By those grt«?n lieajia. 

That tell where heroea bu ; 
No pa«Ber-by 
Can attract hia ey<*, 

For be knowa " it ia not at !" 

dam vint lea ■(!«□■ 

Ippelle, et de i 

le corpa de eon Mrs d'annes 
•e conlpr sea groa»ea bumea 
Aveeaon aang. 



Au p jint du jour, 
Son cell 86 ranime, il se dresse 
Pour que son maitre le caresse 

A son retour. 

Aux Tents dee nuits, quand la cou- 

Sur la croix du tombeau frlsonne, 

Perdant I'espoir, 
n yeut que son maitre Tentende — 
II gronde, il pleure, et lui demande 

L'adieu du soir. 

Si la neige ayec violence 

De ses flocons couvre en silence 

Le lit de mort, 
n pousse un cri lugubre et tendre, 
On s*v couche pour le d^fendre 

I)efl vents du nord. 

Avant de ferraer la paupi^re, 
II fait pour soulever la pierre 

Un vain effort ; 
Puis il se dit, comme la veille 
" II m'appelera s'il s'^veiUe" — 

Puis il s'endort. 

La nuit il r6ve barricades — 
Son maitre est sous la fusillade, 

Convert de sang ; — 
n Ten tend qui siffle dans Tombre, 
Se l^ve, et saute apr^s son ombre 

£n gdmissant. 

C'est \k qu'il attend d'heure en 

Qu'il aime, qu'il souffre, qu'il pleure, 

Et qu'il mourra. 
Quel fut son nom ? C'est un mys- 

t^re ; 
Jamais la voix qui lui fiit ch^re 

Ne le dira ! 

Passant! que ton front se d^ouvre! 
lA plus d'un brave est endormi ; 
Pes fleurs pour le martyr du 

Un peu de pain pour son ami ! 

That are hung in this place of 

He will start to meet 

The coming feet 
Of HOC whom he dreamt retiiming. 

On the grave's wood-cross 
When the chaplets toss. 

By the blasts of midnight shaken. 
How he howleth ! hark I 
From that dwelling dark 

The slain, he would £un, awaken. 

When the snow comes £ut 

On the chilly blast. 
Blanching the bleak chqrchyard. 

With limbs outspifead 

On the dismal bed 
Of his liege, he still keeps guard. 

Oft in the night, 

With main and might. 
He strives to raise the stone : 

Short respite takes — 

" If master wakes. 
He'll call me" — then sleeps on. 

Of bayonet-blades, 

Of barricades. 
And guns, he dr^uneth most ; 

Starts from his dream, 

And then would seem 
To eye a bleeding ghost. 

He'll linger there 

In sad despair, 
And die on his master's grave. 

Hjs name ? 'Tis known 

To the dead alone — 
He's the dog of the nameless 

GKve a tear to the dead. 
And give some bread 
To the dog of the Louvre gate ! 
'>^ere buried lie the men of July, 
And flowers are flung by the 
And the dog howls dfiftolate. 


iSGS OP FBAscE. 279 

Wlien Diderot wrote that celebrated sentence, thnt he 
•an DO diSereoce between himself and a dog but tlie clothes, 
he, no doubt, imagined he had conferred a compliment on 
the dumb animul. I rather suspect, knowing the nature of 
ft thorough-bred French philosopher, that the balance of 
dimity inclines the other way. Certain I am, that any 
thing like honest, manly, or allectiouate feeling nefer hau 
ylace in the breast of this contributor to the "Encyclop^die," 
imd writer of irreligioua and indecent romances. 

There are Hermons in stones, pltiloanphy in a fiddle, and a 
Jeep nndereurrent of ethical musing runs often beneath 
apparently shallow eilusions. Yet 1 tear Beranger'a are far 
from being sacred songs after the manner of Watts' hymns 
or Poinpignan's Potties Saerie* at wliich Voltaire sneered. 
" Sacr^es eliea Bont car peraonne n'y louche." Of this class 
France can show the odea of Jean BaptUte Eousseau, the 
ehorua hymJis in Esther by Bacine, and the old version of 
the Paalma with which Clement Marot comforted hia brother 

'file NoeU, or carols for Christmas tide, are also found in 
the French proTinces, charming in thought and sentiment ; 
in Brittany especially there are some current under the 
name of AbeJard (who was a bom Breton), the philosophic 
tone of which bespeaks a scholastic origin. As I write in 
December, and that solemn festivity is at band, I do not 
hesitate to lay before my reader one of them. Oruidical 
tradition had its stronghold in Bretagne, which accounts for 
Abelard'fl choice of subject in the following tinel. 

Ctit S^iillttot, a toft ot tl]i fecabcitiSom. 

I. And a rod from hia roba he drew — 

r A prophet Mt by the Temple gale, '^''" " ■"'''"'™d buugl' 'oTO 

Aiiihe »piAe ««!h pM8^ by- „ '™8 "B? 

I„ thrillii/ToDe-wKr word of ^^T, ,^ hT" iT "'?'' ".^"j 

weigSit, "" ™ branch long lorn iliow'd 

And a™ in bu roUing eye. „ . . » 7" 

•■ /:«« /*^. b,li^Jjm„! Th«t h«d bio..omed the, 

__ bud De« 

I'aute ihee, bftievmff JfW ! 
Vnt^lT^rl'Lll^p,md«'& And the bud «-u Ib^ hirtll JJ 




A priest of Egypt sat meanwhile 

Under a lofty palm, 
And gazing on his nntiye Nile, 

As in a mirror cahn, 
He saw a lowly Lotus plant — 

Pale orphan of the flood. 
Aiid well did th' aged hierophant 

Mark the mysterious bud : 
For he fitly thought, as he saw it 

0*er the waste of waters wild. 
That the symbol told of the cradle 

Of the wondrous Hebrew child. 
Nor was that bark-like Lotus dumb 

Of a mightier infant yet to come, 
Whose graven skiff" in hieroglyph 

Marks obelisk and catacomb. 


A Greek sat on Colonna's cape, 

In liis lofty thoughts alone, 
And a volume lay on Plato's lap. 

For he was that lonely one. 
And oft as the sage gazed o'er the 

His forehead radiant grew ; 
For in Wisdom* s womb of the Word 
to come, 

Tlie vision blest his view. 
He broached that theme in the 

In the teachfid olive grove ; 
And a chosen few that secret knew 

In the Porch's dim alcove. 


A Sybil sat in Cum» s cave — 
•Twas the hour of infant Borne — 

And vigil kept, and warning gave 
Of the holy one to come. 

'Twas she who had culled the hal- 
lowed branch, 

And sat at the filent helm 
When Mneoa, sire of Bome, would 
His bark o'er Hades' realm. 
And now she poured her veetal sou] 
Through many a bright illumined 
By priest and sage of an after-age 
donned in the lofty oapitoL 


A Druid stood in the dark oak wood 

Of a distant northern land ; 
And he seemed to hold a sickle of 
In the grasp of his withered 
And slowly moved around the girth 

Of an aeed oak, to see 
If a bleesea plant of wondrous birtli 

Had clung to the old oak tree. 
And anon he knelt, and from his 
Unloosened his golden blade. 
Then rose and culled the MisiXB- 


Under the woodland shade. 


O, blessed bough! meet emblem 

Of all dark Egypt knew, 
Of all foretold to the wise of old. 

To Boman, Gb-eek, and Jew. 
And lonff €K)d grant, time-honoured 

May we behold thee hung 
In oottage small, as in baron's hall. 

Banner and shield amons. 
Thus fitly rule the mirth of Tide 

Aloft in thy plioe of pride ; 
Still usher forth in each land ofihi 

The solenm Christmaa tide* 

^xh was the imaginative theory of the great scholastic 
Tnth reference to symbolism and the mistletoe. The dual 

THE B0S08 OF FRiNCE. 281 

'of tbe schools ia Bometiiues diamond dust, and fimej- in often 
TOiied up vrith metaphyBics. That Abelard'a orLhodosy should 
be damaged by hia lautoatic faculties was a naturol result ; 
*s it also may prove in the case of a modem light of the 
Gallican church, likewise a native of Britttiuy, Abb^ Liim- 
,ia. I eeeiahia eloquent "Susaiturfiiii/ijertace enReli- 
•gtun," the germ of much futiu* aberration, and predict for 
bim a career like that of the Abb4 Bajnal, wbose " History 
i<rf European Commerce in the two lidies," full of impas- 
Aiuned and brilliant passages, is as replete with anti-social 
•nd antichriHtiaa sentiment as any contemporary declama- 
tion of D'Holbach or Diderot. 

What though the pen of some among those sophists could 
Dccssionolly trace eloquent words iu the advoeiicy of their 
diaastrouB theories P— what care I for the 

— *' Tcrdant spotfl that bloom 

Aroand the crater i biiruing lip«, 
SweeWtuag the verj edgo of doom," — 

if the result be an eruption of all the evil passions of man- 
luod to desolate the fair face of society, 

It is with unaffected sorrow I find the noble faculties of 
Granger devoted now and then to similar i-illanies ; but in 
the following he has clothed serene philosophy iu appro- 
Jtriate diction. 

ftte (ftoilttf ^i filtnt. 

Sltootiiig Utiles. 

" Bergor I tn di« quo notro ftoilp " Shepherd ! they laj th»t a itar pro- 

lUgie IKK joura, et brille am Bidet 

eieui ?" Orer Ufa f— '"Tia a trulh.iny 50n 1 

Oui, mon oofont! mug de son IU eeoretB Irom men the firmiinicnt 

Tode hidps, 

I*iiuitLid*pobelnoeTeiui." — But tails to aoioc favoured one." — 

Barnr 1 sur Eet szur banqiiille " Shepherd \ the; bbj tlial a link un- 

Da lire on ie croit le aecret ; broken 

|iioUe ret i*tte ftoile qui BIh, Conneota out lute with aome fBVOU- 

(Jui il«, file, «t dispart V rite itar ; 

What may yon iliooting light be- 

Tbn faUi, Ma, Mid ia quenched 


** Mon enfant, iin mortel expire ! ** The deatih of a mortal, my son, who 

Son ^toile tombe k I'instant ; held 

Entre amis que la joie inspire In his banqueting-hall high rerel ; 

Celui'ci buvait en chantant. And his music was sweet, and his wine 
Heureux, il s*endort mimobile exceUed, 

Auprds du rin qu*il c^^brait.** Life's path seemed long and lerel : 
" £ncore une ^toile qui file, Ko sign was given, no word was 

Qui file, file, et disparatt ?" spoken. 

His pleasure death comes to mar.** 
" But what does yon milder light be- 
That falls, fiidls, and is quenched 

**Mon enfant ! qu'elle est pure '**Ti8 the knell of beauty!— it marks 
et beUe ! the close 

CestceUed'unobjetcharmant; Of a pure and gentle maiden ; 
Fille heureuse ! amante fidele ! And her cheek was warm with its 
On Taccorde au plus tendre bridal rose, 

amant : And her brow with its bride- wreath 

Des fleurs ceignent son front laden : — 

nubile, The thousand hopes young lore had 

Et de I'Hymen Tautel est pr^t." woken 

'* Encore ime ^toile qui file. Lie crushed, and her dream is past.** 

Qui file, file, et disparait ?" " But what can yon rapid light be- 
That fidls, £bJ]b, and is quenched so 
fast ?" 

" Mons fils ! c'est T^toile rapide "*Tis the emblem, my son, of quick 
D'un tres-grand seigneur nou- decay ! 

yeau-n^ ; *Tis a rich lord's child newly bom : 

TJe berceau qu*il a laiss^ ride The cradle that holds his inanimate 

D*or et de pourpre ^tait ome : clay, 

Des poisons qu'un flatteur dis- Gold, purple, and silk adorn ; 

tille. The panders prepared through li£9 to 

C*^tait k qui le nourrirait." haunt him 

" Encore une ^toile qui file. Must seek some one else in his 

Qui file, file, et disparait P" room." 

** Look, now ! what means yon dismal 
That falls, fidls, and is lost in 
gloom P" 

'* Mon en&nt, quel fclair si- " There, son ! I see the guiltr thought 

nistre ! Of a haughty statesman rail, 

CT^tait Tastre d*un fiiTori, Who the poor man* 9 condor 4^ ./emig 

Qui 9€ eroyait un grand minitire, tought 

Quand de not maux ii avaii ri. To plunder or eurtaU. 

CmiiiguiBerTainitoedieafn^e His former ijpophauiB hme ourswi 
Ont d^i each* lOQ portrait." Tbeir iiiol'i buao enJeaTouv," 
EncOK uno iUale qui Sle, " But witcli tlie light Umt iidit hu 

Qui file, file, et diipanat." burst, 

Foils, fnlls. Slid is queacbed for 

Uoa ISif, ijoels pleon sont le« " What a loss, O my son, wu there ! 

nfttrw ! Where sbatl hunger nowscfk relief? 

D'un rii!he nous perdous Tap- The poor, wbo Are gleaners elsewhere, 

pui : Could reap in Ait field full Bhe&t! 

L'indigenneglauecheE Inautrei, On the evening he died, his door 

Mail elle moissonnait obei lui ! Wu throned with a veering 

Oe Boir mSroe, sir d'un asjle, crowd."— 

AsontuitlepauTreBcoournit." "Lool.slieplierd! Ihere'sonoslarmoK 

Kneore une eioile qui file. That Gdls, and is quenched in k 

Qui file, file, et disparatt F" cloud." 

mari^li's star ! Do llion pr«- 

:, my child 1 

m puissant mo- 
! gnrde ta can- 

6 _ 

El qnc ton (toile ne marque 
Par I'fchit ni par la grandeur. 
to briUai* sans *tre utile, 
A ton dernier jour on dirsit, 
)e n'eat qii'unc ftoile qui file. 
Qui me, file, ct dispaniit I'" 

Nor fro. 

Of Iht/ star, if the sterila ray 

For no ufeful purpose shono, 
At thj death, ' See tbat star,' they'd 

'It falls! fnltal is past uidgoncT" 

The pbiloBOphic humour of the next ballad is not in so 
magnificent a vein ; but good sense and e.tcellent wisdom it 
most assuredly contametu, being a comiueDdatory poem on 
ji much-abused and unjustly depreciated branch of the 
'feathered family. 

1,(6 <&ita (ISIO). 

De» chnnsonniers damoisoaux 

iTabandonnc lea Toies ; 
iQuittaiit boaqnets et rfaeauz, 
Je obantfl au Uvu des oiseaui — 

LvB oiea 1 

SoMtgnol, en Tain Q bas 

Ton gosier se diploio ; 

Valgrt tes brillnnls appas, 

Xn brooke tu ne raux paa 

9 {lantguric on &stet (1810) 

I lialo to sing your haoknej'd birds — 

So, dores and iwnns, a truQo 1 
Tour ncsls hove bei'ii too often stirreil | 
jt/ji hero shall be — in a word — 
A goose ! 
The nightingale, or else " bulbul," 

By Tommy Moore let loose. 
Is growii intolerably dull — 
/ from the the feathrred nation l-uII 



Strasbourg tire vaiut^ 
De 868 p&t^8 de foie ; 

Cette Buperbe cit^ 
Ne doit sa pro8p^rit^ 

Quaux oies ! 

On peut faiie un bon repas 

D ortolans, de lamproies — 
Mais Paris n*en produit pas ; 
II B*j trouve k chaque pas 

Des oies! 

Les Grecs, d*an commun aveu, 
8'ennuyaient derant Troie ; 
Pour les amuser un peu, 
XJlysse inventa le jeu 

De I'oie. 

Sur un aigle, au vol brutal, 

Jupiter nous fbudroie : 
n nous ferait moins de mal 
S'il choisissait pour cheval 

Une oie. 

Can roasted Pniiomei n lirer 

Fit for a pie produce ? 
Fat pies that on tno ikuiue's sweet 

Fair Strasburg bakes. Flay who's the 


An ortolan is good to eat, 
A partridge is of use ; 
But mej are soaroe— whereas you meet 
At Pans, ay, in erery street, 


When tired of war the Ghreeks became. 

They pitched Troy to the deuce, 
Ulysses, then, was not to blame 
For teaching them the noble " game 

Of goose r* 

May Jupiter and Buonaparte, 

Of thunder less profuse, 
Suffer their eagles to depart. 
Encourage peace, and take to heart 


Wisdom openeth her mouth in parables; so B^ranger 
stigmatized the internal administration of France (1810) in 
his song Le Rot d' Tvetot, The oriental fashion of convey- 
ing a sober truth by allegorical narrative is occasionally (and 
gracefully) adopted by the poets of France, one of whom has 
left us this pretty line, containing in itself the precept and 
the exemplification : 

" L'aUegorie habite un palais diaphane !" 

Here is one concerning love and his arch-enemy Time, bj 
Count de Segur. 

Irf Ccmd et rflmour. 

A voyager passant sa vie, 

Certain vieillard, nomm^ le Terns, 
Pr^ d'un fleuve arrive, et s*^crie, 

** Prenez piti6 de mes vieux ans ! 
£h, quoi ! soiu* ces bords Ton m'oublie^- 

Moi, qui compte tous les instans \ 
Jeunes bergeres ! je yous prie 

TeneSy ?enet, passer le Temi !" 


De I'sutrc cAU, tar 1b plage, 

Plua d'uae fiUe rrgardiiil, 
Et Toulait aider bod piuaugG 

Sur ime biirque qu' Amour guidul | 
Ifaifl I'lme d'eJles, bien plus sage, 

Xi^ur rep^tolt era taot* prndens — 
** Ah, touTBDt on a fitit imufnigo 

En cherchanC L posMr le Terns I" 
Amour gument pousse au riTBge — 

II abin^e toat pr^ du Temi i 
n loi propose le roja^ 

L'embBrque, at s Bbkndonne mis Tentia 
Afitant sei runes l^g^res, 

II dit et redit en ses chants — 
"Toua Tojei, JBUDEB betgSres, 

Que rjjnour Mt passer le Teias 1" 
Mais I'Amour bisntAt se Ibsbd 

Cb fiit U toujoun son d£but ; 
I« Tenis prend la rune & b& pince. 

Et dit, " Eh qooi ! quitler aitQC F 
Purrre enfant, quelle cat ts foiblesse I 

Til dors, Ot je ohanle ■ mon tour 
Of vitax re&ain de U isgeese, 

Le Terns &it puaser 1' Amour !" 

Cimt anS loiit. 

Old Tdo u a pilgrin: 

a for 1 

It perfon 

Behold, a broad river appears 1 
" Pais nie over," Time cried ("01 tony not. 

For I count each hour witli mj glasa g 
Yttf whoae akifT is naoored to jon pleaaont apot— ^ 

Young maidens, old TlUB cotne psasl" 
Uanf maids si 

The old m 

w with piij, upon the bonk. 

hia glass in eriaf; 
Their kindlier he said, ho vould erer 
If thej'd 

I batik, 

While Bomo wanted LovK to unmoor tlie bark, 

One iriser in tbouglit sublime i 
" Oft ahipwrerks ocuur," waa tbe ouiid'e rcniHi t, 

" When seeking to pass old TmE !" 
From the strand tlie small skiff IiOVZ pusLca ailu 

He crossed to the pilKrim'a side^ taking old Tins in bis nell-trimmud OOai, 

Dipt his oars in the flowing tide. 



SweeUy he sung as he worked at the oar. 

And thifl was his merry song— » 
" You see, young maidens who crowd the shoce 

How with LoYB Time passes along ?*' 

But soon the poor boy of his task grew tired. 

As he often had been before ; 
And faint from his toil, for mercy desired 

Father Tike to take up the oar. 
In his turn grown tunefxu, the pilgrim old 

With the paddles resumed the Uy ; 
But he changed it and sung, ^ Young maids, behold 

How with Tike Lotc passes away I" 

1 close this paper by an ode on the subject of "time," bj 
a certain Mr. Thomas. Its author, a contemporary of the 
philosophic gang alluded to throughout, was frequently the 
object of their sarcasm, because he kept aloof from their 
coteries. He is author of a panegyric on Marcus Aurelius, 
once the talk of all Paris, now forgotten. These are the 
concluding stanzas of an 

i&tit au Cemit. 

Si je deyais un jour pour de yiles 

Vendre ma Ubert^, descendre ii 

des bassesses — 
Si mon coeur par mes sens devait 

Hre amolli — 
O Tems, je te dirais, h&te ma der- 

ni^re heure, 
H&te-toi que je meure : 
J*aime mieux n'^tre pas que de 

vivre ayilL 

Mais si de la yertu les g6n^- 

reuses flammes 
Doivent de mes Merits passer en 

quelques Hmes — 
Si je dois d*un luni consoler les 

malheurs — 
S'il est des malheureux dont Tob- 

scure indigence 
Languisse sans defense, 
Et dont ma faible main doit es- 

suyer les pleurs :— 

• Prout alludes to O'Connell's 

<@^e to Ctme. 

If my mind's independence one day 
Fm to sell. 

If with Vice in her pestilent haunts 
Fm to dwell — 
Tlien in mercy, I pray thee, O 

Ere that day of disgrace and disho- 
nour comes on. 

Let my life be cut short! — better, 
better be gone 
Than liye here on the wages of 

But if yet Fm to kindle a flame in the 

Of the noble and free — ^if my voice can 

In the day of despondency, some — 
If Tm destined to plead in the poor 

man*s defence — 
If my writingt can force from the im- 

tional aente 
An enactment (if joy for ku 

conduct on the Poor Law for Ireliad. 

THE 80Sfl8 Of FBAXCS. 287 

O Terns ! nispcndB ton vol I re- Time I Ktanl thT depui ure I anil 

■pert* niB Jeimeese ! linmir iwbila — 

Que nu m^ loog-tenu, Umnm Let my "loiigB" aiill awnlie of my 

de mm leadrraat, mother tbe amilc — 

ScfniiB m(« tribuU derecpectat Ofmi iiiterllieJoT,MiheiiDgB. 

d'anioar ! Bui, O Ulobt Hud VtBtDEl four 

Bl tout, OLOtBil VsftTo! M- canleagaee; 

f <Ha inmuirteUra, Wlien I'm old — vhen my head ibsU 

Quo T0« brilluilce lilea be ailvcred with nge, 

Sur mca chorcui bliuichis »e to- ComBMidehtlleriaybrowwilli 

piMcnt nn jour ', your winga I 




Cbafteb rV. — Fboqs asd Fbee Teaue. 

" Boa* T»g*Dlet lib«m paludibus, 
Clunora magco regem petifnmt i JoTe, 
Qui diiuluUM morca ri compcsccrct." 

PssDBI, Fai. 2, 

Eaglaad Tor fbga t the siBtur-iale for bojii ! 
France ii the land for liberty and frogs ! 
Angola may Hoep o'er man's fantastic tricka ; 
But Louia- Philippe laughs at Charli-j Bii. 
France for King Loggy" now lioa gol " i Mork :" 
See Phicdni* — also £eop. 

(Signed) 0. ToB<e. 

Thb more we develop these M8S., and the deeper we 
plunge into the co^^ty of Prout's wondrous coffer, the fonder 


we become of the old presbyter, and the more impressed 
ivith the variety and versatility of his powers. His was a 
tuneful soul ! In his earthly envelop tnere dwelt a hidden 
host of melodious numbers ; he was a walking store-house of 
harmony. The followers of Huss, when they had lost in 
battle their commander Zisca, had the wit to strip him of 
his hide ; out of which (when duly tanned) they made unto 
themselves a drum, to stimulate by its magic sound their 
reminiscences of so much martial glory: our plan would 
have been to convert the epidermis of the defunct father 
into that engine of harmony which, among Celtic nations, 
is known by the name of the " bagpipe ;" and thus secure 
to the lovers of song and melody an invaluable relic, an in- 
strument of music which no Cremona fiddle could rival in 
execution. But we should not produce it on vulgar occa- 
sions : the ministerial accession of the Duke (1835), should 
alone be solemnised by a blast from this musico-cutaneous 
phenomenon ; aware of the many accidents which might 
otherwise occur, such as, in the narrative of an Irish wed- 
ding, has been recorded by the poet, — 

" Then the piper, a dacent gossoon. 
Began to play ' Eileen Aroon ;* 
Until an arch wag 
Cut a hole in his bag. 
Which alas ! put an end to the tune 

Too soon ! 
The music blew up to the moon !*' 

Lord Bvron, who had the good taste to make a daret- 
cup out of a human skull, would no doubt highly applaud 
our idea of preserving a skinful of Front's immortal essence 
in the form of such an ^olian bagpipe. 

In our last chapter we have given his opinions on the 
merit of the leading French philosophers — a gang of theo- 
rists now happily swept off tne face of the earth^ or most 
miserably supplaiited in France by St. Simonians and Doc- 
trinaires, and m this ct> jntry by the duller and more plodding 
generation of " Utilitarians." To Denis Diderot has suc- 
ceeded Dionysius Lardner, both toiling interminable at their 
cyclopaBdias, and, like wounded snakes, though trampled on 
by all who tread the paths of science, still rampant onwards 
in the dust and slime of elaborate authorship. Truly, since 
the days of the great St. Denis, who walked deliberatelyi 


^Hlritb imperturbable cuniposiire, bearin? bie bead in bis as- 
^Vfonisbea groap, from Monttnartre to tbe fifth milestone ou 
the Dorthem road out of Patis ; nay, since tbe still earlier 
epoch of the Sicilian icboolmast«r, who opened a " univer- 
a\ty" at Corinth, omitting DionysiUB of Haliearuasaue, and 
Dennis the critic who fifjiires in tbe " Duncind," never baa 
the name been borne with greater Mai than by its great 
tnodero proprietor. His theories, and those of Dr. Bowring, 
Are glanced at in the fulloving paper, which concludes tbe 
' Kx)utean aeries of tbe " Songs of Trance." 

Far be it from us to imagine that either of these learned 

toctora will turn from their crude speeulations ajiil listen to 

Hie voice of the charmer, charm he ever so wieely ; we know 

e self-opinionated tribe tao well to timey such n conaum- 

lation as tbe result of old Prout's strictures : but, since 

Bie late downfal of Wbiggery, we can aHbrd to iaugb at 

what must now only appear in the harmless shape of a 

lolemn quiz. We would no more quarrel with them for 

rging their cberiabed doctrines, than we would find fault 

a the Hussites above mentioned ; who, when tbe Jesuit 

eter Canisius came to Prague to argue tbem into concilia- 

I, inscribed on their banner the following epigrammatic 

" Tu prouul BstA ' Canie,' pro nobis eit'ubat ' AVG£R 1'" 

term " Huss" being, from the peculiarity of its guttural 
d, among^Teutonic nations tmBcative of what we call n 


Watergratthill, Jan. 1. 1832. 

k IS with nations as with individuals: the greater is man's 
terctiunie with bis fellow-mnn in tbe interchange of social 
Dipanionship, the more enlightened he becomes ; and, in 
e keen encounter of wit, loses whatever awkwardneas or 

idolence of mind may have been his original portion, If 
e Aggregate wisdom of any country could be for a mo- 


ment supposed hermetically sealed from the interfuBion of 
foreign notions, rely on it there would be found a most 
lamentable poverty of intellect in the land, a sad torpor in 
the public feelings, and a woful stagnation in the delicate 
" fluid" called thought. Peru, Mexico, and China — ^the two 
first at the period of Montezuma and the Incas, the last in 
our own day — have the degree of mental culture which may 
be expected from a collective body of men, either studiously 
or accidentally sequestered from the rest of the species ; I 
suspect, the original stock of information derived from the 
first settlers constituted the entire intellectual wealth in 
these two secluded sections of the globe. On inquiry, it 
will perhaps be found, that Egypt (which has on all sides 
been admitted to have been our great-grandmother in art, 
science, and literature) was evidently but the dowager widow 
of antediluvian Knowledge ; and that the numerous progeny 
which has since peopled the universe, all the ofispring of 
intermarriage and frequent alliance, bears undoubted marks 
and features of a common origin. The literature of Greece 
and Rome reflects back the image of Hebrew and Eastern 
composition ; the Scandinavian poets are not without traces 
of affinity to their Arabic brethren ; the inspiration of Irish 
melody is akin to that of Persian song ; and the very diver- 
sity of detail only strengthens the likeness on the whole : 

" Facies non omnibus una, 
Nee diversa tamen, quails decet esse soronun." 


This is shown by the Jesuit Andres, in his " Storia di ogni 
Letteratura," Parma, 1782. 

St. Clirysostom, talking of the link which connects the 
Mosaic writings with the books of the New Testament, and 
the common agreement that is found between the thoughts 
of the prophet of Mount Carmel and those of the sublime 
solitary of the island of Patmos, introduces a beautiful me- 
taphor ; as, indeed, he generally does, when he wishes to 
leave any striking idea impressed on his auditory. " Chris- 
tianity," quoth he, " struct its roots in the books of the Old 
Testament; it blossomed in the Gk)spels of the New:" 
^fl^tl^udn fJ^iv %v Totg jS/jSXio/g Tcav ir^^riruvy fSXaffrtics dt fv rvic 
•w«7y«XX/o/g Toiv aTOtfroXwv. — Homil, de Nov. et Vet.Tesi, 


^H To apply the holy bishop's illitstration, I would say, that 
^Bhste &Da re&Dement among modem writers ai-e traceable to 
^■il growing acijuaiiitaijiie with tlie ancieot clnsaics ; an inti- 
■ tnacy whicb, though not possessed by eoi'b individual member 
of the great family of aulhora, slill influencea the whole, 
and pervades the general maaa of our literature. A certain 
antique Aon ton is ud consciously contracted even by our 
female eontrihutora to the common fund of literary enjoy- 
ment ; and I could mentioa one (h. !B. L.) whom I presume 
imioceat of Greek, but as purely Attic in style as U; instead 
of Cockney diet, ehe had fed iu infancy on the honey of 
Mount Hymettua. 

The eloquent French lawyer, De Marehangy, in hia 
"Gaule Politique," attributes— I know not how justly — the 
first rise of poetic excellence, in Provence, (where taste and 
Beholarship made their first appearance with the troubu- 
doan,) to the circumstance ot Marseilles having been a 
Grecian colony ; and he ascribes the readiness with which 
the Praven9al genius caught the flame, and kindled it on the 
fragrant hills of tbat beautiful coast of the Mediterranean. 
to a certain predisposition iu the blood and constitutional 
habit of the people, derived from so illustrious a pedigree. 
"'Twaa a glorious day I" esclaims the poetic attorney-ge- 
nera], going back in spirit to the epoch of that immigratioa 
of the Ffaocuins into Gallia Narbonensia — " 'twas a noble 
spectacle to see those sons of eivihsation and commerce land 
OD our barbarous hut picturesque and hospitable shore ! to 
Bee the gallant children of Attica ehaJie from their buskins 
OD ourterritory the dust of the hippodrome, and entwine the 
myrtle of Qnidua witli the mistletoe of Gaul ! When their 
fiaet anchored in our gladdened gulf of Provence, when 
their voices uttered sounds of cultivated import, when the 
music of the Lesbian lute and Teian lyre came on the 
charmed senses of our rude anc«storB, a shout of welcome 
wsa heard from our lulls ; and our Druids hailed with the 
hand of fellowship the priests of Jove and of Apollo. Mar- 
seilles arose to the sound of hamiouious intercourse, and to 
the eternal triumph of international commingling! Tou 
wotUd have thought that a floating island of Greece, that 
one of the Cyclades, or Deloe the wanderer of the Archi- 
I, bad strayed away and taken root upon our coast, 
V 2 


crowned with its temples, filled with its inhabitantSy its 
sacred groves, its arts, it laws, its perfume of refinement in 
love, and its spirit of freedom !" 

" Free trade*' in all the emanations of intellect has ever 
had a purely beneficial effect, blessing him who gave and him 
who received : it never can injure a nation or an individual 
to impart knowledge, or exchange ideas. This is admitted. 
From the sun, who lights up the planets and the " silver 
moon,*' to the Greenwich pensioner, whose pipe is lit at the 
focus of a neighbour's calumet, fire, and flame, snd bri^htneesy 
are of their nature communicable, without loss or dinunution 
in the slightest way to the communicant. So it is with mind. 
But how stands the case with matter ? are the same princi- 
ples applicable, under existing circumstances, to the produc- 
tions of manual toil and the distribution of employment 
through the different trades and crafts ? Is it for the interest 
of the material and grosser world, who eat, drink, are clothed, 
and surroimded with household necessities — who are con- 
demned to look for support through the troublesome medium 
of daily labour — is it fit or judicious, in the complicated state 
of the social frame now established in Europe, to lay level 
all the barriers which climate, soil, situation, and industry, 
have raised for the protection of the productive classes m 
each country ; and, by the light of the new aurora borealis, 
which has arisen on our school of political economy, to con- 
found all the elements of actual life, and try back on all the 
wisdom of antiquity p As sagacious and consistent would be 
a proposal to abolish the quarantine laws, that *^ free trade" 
might be enjoyed by the plague ; to break down the dykes 
of Holland, that the ocean should be " free ;" to abolish all 
the copjTight and " patent-laws,'* that " piracy" may be free 
to the aull and the uninventive ; the " game-laws," that aU 
may shoot ; " tolls," that all may go where they list unim- 
peded ; " rent," that all may live scot-free ; and, finally, the 
laws of property, the laws of marriage, and the laws of God, 
which are more or less impediments in the way of " free 

Fully aware that the advantages of rendering each nation 
dependent on foreign supply for objects of prime necessity, 
by establishing a nicely bahmced equipoise in the commerdid 
relations of every spot in the globe, have been luminonalj 


indicated, in many a goodly tome, pamphlet, and lengthy 
ration; I yet think the best practii^ treatise on the Bub- 
" ject, and the most forcible recommendation of its benefits to 
all concenaed, have come irom the philoBophic pen of Bi'ran- 
ger, who baa embodied the maxima of " free trade," as well 
[ tte many other current doctrines, in the 

l.ts Sof)tmitnS. 

nous Tenom P L'on i 

■foit rim. 
D'oh Toni! Tient-elle ? 

]■ pajSi uiu prince, et bodi 

Notre Tie 
Doit jure eoTie, 
LI p>f >> uns prince, tans lois, 

|3oUli(.-il3£cfitiomii of ll^r 

To deal with Seloa, 
Tall OS jour gqbIoids uid yourrulM : 
' Wbcnce UBme ye (o this tand of fuoli, 
On whoin yo fatten ? 

I "WhoncBdowecome? WHenceconiei 
the (waUow P 
Where doea our borne lie F Ti^tofol- 

L The wiH bird's Bigl.l, 

Speeding fi-om ninter's rude npproncli t 
Such home a ours. Who dare en- 

Upon our right P 


Kor magistratff i 

d bnpoT tvo d. 
Who'll say tl 

«■ indJpanduunouBnaiuoni, 

Sana egliie We hare no liturgj baptismal 

Qui nou> baptise ! When we nro bom j 

iniindfpeDdansnouBnaietom, Save the dance under greennood tree, 
1 bruit du lUre et dee clianaoos. And the gind sound of rereby 
With pipe and bora. 

■pu lont digagia 
mm ce monde 
Oil rerreur ibonde ; 
■ preaiiers paa aont d^ag^B 
Tionx maillot dea pr^ug^e. 

At oar Grst eiitraac« on this globe, 
Where Falsehood walks in Taned robe. 

Caprice, and whims, 
— Sophist or bigol, heed ye this ! — 
The Bwathing-bandB of prejudioe 

Bound not our limba. 



Au peuple en but k nos larcins, 

Tout grimoire 

En peut faire accroire ; 

Au peuple en but ^ nos larcins, 

n faut des sorciers et des saints. 

Pauvree oiseaux que Dieu b^nit, 
De la ville 
Qu'on nous exile ; 
Pauyres oiseaux que Dieu b^nit, 
Au fond des bois pend notre nid. 

Ton ceil ne peut se detacher, 
De mince ^toffe — 
Ton ceil ne peut se detacher 
Du vieux coq de ton vieux 

Well do we ken the vulgar minv% 
Ever to Truth and Candour blind, 

But led by Cunning ; 
What rogue can tolerate a brother P 
GKpsies contend with priests, each 

In tricks outrunning. 

Your ' towered cities* please us not ; 
But give us some secluded spot, 

Far from the millions : 
Far from the busy haunts of men. 
Rise for the night, in shady gkn, 

Our dark pavilions. 

Soon we are off; for we oan see 
Nor pleasure nor philosophy 

In fix^ dwelling. 
Ours is a life — the life of downs. 
Or drones who vegetate in towns. 

Far, hr excemng I 

Voir, c'est avoir ! allons courir ! Paddock and park, fence and endo- 
Vie errante sure. 

Est chose enivrante ; We scale with ease and with compo- 

Voir, c'est avoir ! allons courir ! sure : 

Car tout voir c'est tout conqu^rir. 'Tis quite delightful I 

Such is our empire s mystic chann. 
We are the owners of each &nn. 
More than the rightfuL 

Mais k Thomme on crie en tout Great is the folly of the wise, 

lieu. If on relations he relies, 
Qu'il s'agite, Or trusts in men ; 

Ou croupisse au gite ; * Welcome !* they say, to babes bom 
Mais a I'homme en crie en tout newly, 

lieu, But when vour life is eked out du^, 
Tu nais, " bonjour !" tu meurs, ' Good evening !* then, 


Quand nous mourons, vieux ou None among us seeks to illude 

bambin. By empbr boast of brotherhood, 
Homme ou femme, Or udse affection ; 

A Dieu soit notre &me ; GKve, when we die, our aouls to God, 

Quand nous sommes morts, vieux Our body to the grassy sod, 

ou bambin. Or * for disMMtion.* 

On vend le corps au carabin. 


Uti* etojet an natre gticli, 

Uftii crojet rti notn gnift^. But nern hen] (htm : 

iU ioHAmtr e'tti la Uitrli. Our'a is tbo life o( pelfeot blu»~ 

Freedom U luau'a Usit joj. uid tlill 
~ la p. ■■■ 

This gipsy code, in wiadom far outahining the " Pandecta," 
the " Digest," or the " Code Napok'on," ia aubmitted to the 
disciplea of Jeremy Bentham, as a guide whenever an esperi- 
ment (» anima v'tli is fairly to be made on the '■ vile body" of 
existing lawB, by tbe doctors of destruction. 

To arrive at this miUennium is not an enay matter, and 
the chanoes are becoming every day more unfavourable. The 
relish of mankind for experimental innovatiuu is dull in theae 
Ifttter daya ; and great are the trials, lamentable tlie dia- 
appointmenta that await tbe apostles of pn[>iila]* enlighten- 
ratait. " Co-operative theories" in England have gone to tho 
grave unwept, unsung ; while in Amenca fiob Owen's music 
of " New Harmony," instead of developing its notes 

has snapped off moat abruptly. 

In trance, after yeara of change, and the throes of eon- 
utaut convulaion, the eariy dream uf young philosophy is still 
unrealised, and tbe sliade of Anacharsis Clootz wanders 
throueh tbe ■' Elvsian fielda" dejected and dissatisfied. Tlie 
Kb pf Egalite fills her throne, and the monarchy Las lost 
nothing of ils controlling power, whatever it may have ac- 
quired of homeliness and vulgarity. The vague and confused 
ravings of 1790, after tliree years' saturnalia, aptly termi- 
nated in the demoniac rule of, and became incarnate in, Eo. 
bespierre. The subaeijuent years condensed themselves into 
the substantive shape of military despotism, with tte re- 
deeming feature of glory in arms, and "all the walks of war." 
That too passed away, a lull came o'er the spirit of the demo- 
cratic dream, while old Louis XVllI. nodded in that elbow- 
chair which answered all the purposes of a throne ; the im- 
becile Charles furnished too tempting an opportunity, and 
it wu seited with the avidity of truant Bchoolbovs who get 


up a " barring out ;" but the triumph of the barrieades met 
dim eclipse and disastrous twilight, the citizen king's opaque 
form arose between the soleil de JuilUt and the disappointed 
republicans casting an ominous shade over the land of frogs. 
Still loud and incessant is the croaking of the dissatisfied 
tenants of the swamp, little knowing (pauvres grenouillesl) 
that, did not some such dense body interpose between the 
scorching luminary of July and their liquid dwelling, they 
would be parched, burnt up, and annihilated in the glow of 
republican fervour. Even so Aristophanes pictures Charon 
and his unruly mob, who refuse to cease their querulous 
outcry, though threatened with the splashing oar of the 

B|£xexsxf^, xoa§, xoa^. 

Bar^a^. Act i. Scene 5. 

** In our own quagmire, 'tia proToking 
That folks should think to stop our croaking ! 
Sons of the swamp, with lungs of leather, 
Now is our time to screech together !" 

But I lose time in these extra-parochial discussions ; and 
therefore, leaving them to chorus it according to their own 
view of the case, I return to the arbiter of song — B^ranger. 
None of the heroes who accomplished this last revolution 
felt their discomfiture more than our poet, whose ideas are 
cast in the mould of Spartan republicanism. He resigns 
himself with philosophic patience to the melancholy resmt ; 
and, indeed, if I may judge from a splendid embodying of 
his notions concerning Providence and the government of 
this sublunary world, in an ode, which (though tinged some- 
what with Deism) contains impassioned poetic feeling, I 
should think that he still finds comfort in the retrospect of 
his own individual sincerity and disinterestedness. There 
is less of the Sybarite, however, in his philosophy than may 
be found in another "bard" who in 

** pleasure's soft dream 
Haa tried to forget what he never could heaL" 


Xr Situ Uti bonnrS 3rns. 

n Mt an Di«u ; derint lui je m'indinei, 
Pftavpe et oontenl, fans lui dmnaDdcr rien. 

De I'uniTen obacrvant ts DiMhinc, 

J'y roil du nnJ, el n'aima qoe le blen ; 

H>ii le plusir k ma philoHphie 
SMtU BMei de ama mt^ligon*. 

Le TOTS en mun, gaiem«at je me oonfie 

An Dieu de* bonnes gtai ! 

Dana mon rSdoit oil Ton Toit rindigence 

Othm diu unoure bvrei par retpf rtmce, 

U'un lit plus dam jo reje le duiat ; 
Am diem den oours qu'un autre Mcrifie — 

Hoi, qui oe oroia qu'i dea diHui indutgenl, 
Le Terra en main, gaiemeul je me oonfie 

Au Dieu dea bonnes gmtl 

Va conqufrant, dam ui (artunB ajtiere, 

Se fit un jeu dea aceptPM et des roia ; 
Et de aea piedi I'on peat Toir la poussiire 

Empreint^ encor eur le bandeau dea roia i 
Youa TSmpiez loua, O roie ! qu'on deiBe — 

Moi, pour braTW de* maltrea oiigenna, 
Le Terra en main, gaicment je me conlia 

An Dicu dea bonnes gens ! 

Dans noa palaie, oQ pres de Ih lietoire 

BrillaieDt lea arte, doui fruita doa beaux cUmat^ 

J*!!! ru du nord lea peupladea atna gloire 
De IniFB manleaux aecouer lea friicBti : 

8ur noa di^ris Albion noiu dffie : 

Mais la fortune et lea dots aont chnngeans — 

Le terre en main, gaiement je me i»>nlie 

All Dieu dea bonnes gain 

Quelle menace un prGtre lut entendre ? 

Koui touchons touA i noa derniers inalana g 
LVtemiti Ta re fiute comprendre. 

Tout T« Bnir runiTem et le tenia : 
Toiu. ch^uhina, it la face boullie, 

Bereillei, done lea morta pen diligens — 
Le Terre en msiOi faiumeut je me confie 

Au Dieu d« bonces ^m 


Mais, quelle en*cur ! non, Dien n'est paa coliuv $ 

8'il cre-a tout, k tout il sert d'appui. 
Yins qu'il nous donne, amiti^ tutelaira, 

Et yous, amours, qui crees aprds lui, 
Pretez un charme k ma philosophic, 

Pour dissiper des reves afBigeans ! — 
Le yerre eu main, gaiement je me confic 

Au Dieu den bonnes g«Oi. 

Ci)e &oti of fitrangcr. 

There's a God whom the poet in silence adores, 

But molestfl not his throne with importunate prajer ; 
For he knows that the eyil he sees and abhors. 

There is blessing to balance, and balm to repair. 
But the plan of the Deity beams in the bowl, 

And the eyelid of beauty reveals his design : 
Oh ! the goblet in hand, I abandon my soul 

To the G-iver of genius, love, friendship, and wine ! 

At the door of my dwelling the children of want 

Ever find the full welcome its roof can afford ! 
Wliile the dreams of the rich pain and poverty haunt, 

Peace awaits on my pillow, and joy at my board. 
Let the god of the court other votaries seek — 

No ! the idol of sycophants never was mine ; 
But I worship the God of the lowly and meek. 

In the Giver of genius, love, friendship, and wine ! 

I have seen die a captive, of courtiers bereft:, 

EUm, the sound of whose fame through our hemisphero rinn | 
I have marked both his rise and his fall : he lias left 

The imprint of his heel on the forehead of kings. 
Oh, ye monarchs of Europe ! ye crawled round his throne— 

Te, who now claim our homage, then knelt at his shrine ; 
But I never adored him, but tiuned me alone 

To the Giver of genius, love, friendship, and wine ! 

The Russians have dwelt in the home of the Frank ; 

In our halls from their mantles they've shaken the frost ; 
Of their war-boots our Louvre has echoed the clank, 

As they passed, in barbarian astonishment lost. 
O'er the rums of France, take, O England ! take pride ! 

Yet a similar downfid, proud land ! may be thine i 
But the poet of freedom still, sjill will confide. 

In the GKver of genius, love, friendship, and wine ! 

This planet is doomed, by the priesthood's decree, 
To deserved dissolution one day, O ! my friends i 

Lo ! the hurricane gathers ; the bolt is set free ! 
And the thunder on wings of destruction descends. 


THX 80SS8 or TUiVCE. 209 

Of thr trumpet, srehangel, dilov not tlie Hasl ; 

Wake Uio dead in l.iie graTiis wdcre tlif ir bsIim recline : 
WUIe ihi/ poet, onmOTBii, puts his truat to tbe laft 

Id tliB Qiya of genitu, loTe, friendship, and wine I 

But iMiij with the niglit-nuire of glDomT forethought .' 

Let the goul Supanlition creep back lo iti den ; 
Oh! Ihi> bir goodlv ^lob«, filled with plentj, was wrought 

Bj a booDlifid hand, for llie children of men. 
L«t me lake the fiiU scape of mj yean oa tbej roll. 

Lot mo bask in the eun's pleasimt nvs while tiief shinei 
Then, with ^blet in huid, I'll abandon 107 soul 

To the Chrer of genius, love, fi-iendship, ind wine t 

WliateTer may be the failings (md errors of our post, due 
) the diBostrnus days on whJeb his youtli haa faUen, there 
I disL'emible id his writings the predominant character of 
is mind — frankness, single-lieartedness, and candour. It 
I impossible not to entertain a friendly feeling towards 
ich a moil; and I am not surprised to leam that he is 
berisbed by the French people with a fervency akin to 
loiatry. He is no tuit-himter, nor Whigling sycophant, 
or trolGcker in bia mercbandise of eoug. Neither nos he 
>ught to convert his patriotism into an engine for picking 
X pockets of the poor. He hiia set up no pretensions to 
obility ; although, be could no doubt trump up a story of 
lonnan ancestry, and convert some old farm-house on the 
9a-coast into an " abbey." It is not with the affectation 
r B ewindling demagogue, but with the heartfelt cordiality 
r one of themaelvea, that be glories in belonging to the 
tufile. What poet but Bt'ranger ever thought of comme- 
lorating the garret where be spent his earUer days ? 

It &\tn\n tst Qtratigtr. Ciit &axxti of Stratigtr. 

> reviena voir I'&sjio aii ma Jeuneese Oh I iC woe here that Love hia 
De la miiire a subi le» U-cout : gifts bestowed 

J^arais Tingt an*, une foUe maltresse, On jouth's wDd age ! 

De Erance unis, et I'amour des ohaa- OUdly once more I seek m; 
MKU : youth's shade, 

BMTmnt le monde, et lea sota, et les Id pilgrimage : 

■ages, HfireTiij jDungmistreaswilli her 
IB sTHtiir, richc de mon pHnteius, pni^t ilnred 

etjoyoui.jeniontaissij Stages — RepLl-?' to Jwell ; 

on grenier qu'on est bion i fingt She wns piiteen, I twenty, and 


Thu ai 




Cest on grenier, point ne Teox qu*on 
rignore : 
L^ fut mion lit, bien ch^tif et bien 
lit fut ma table ; et jeretrouTO encore 
Trois pieda d'un yen charbonn^ 
8ur le mur. 
ApparaisBez, plaisin de mon bel Age, 
Que d'un coup d*(Bil a fuatigi le 
Vingt fois pour toub j*ai mis ma mon- 

tre en gage — 
Dans un grenier qu*on est bien h ringt 

Lisette ici doit surtout apparattre, 

Vive, jolie, avec un frais ohapeau ; 
jy^jh sa main k T^troite fen^tre 
Suspend son schale en guise de ri- 
Sa robe aussi va parer ma couchette — 
Bespecte, Amour ! ses plis longs et 
flottans : 
J*ai su depuis qui payait sa toilette — 
Dans un grenier qu*on est bien k 
vingt ans I 

A table un jour, jour de grande rich- 
De mes amis les yoix brillaient en 
Quand jusqu'ici monte un cri d*al^ 
Q}i*k Marengo Bonaparte est yain- 
queur ! 
Le canon gronde — un autre chant 
commence — 
Nous c^^brons tant de fiiits^datans ; 
Les rois jamais n*enyahiront la 
France — 
Dans un grenier qu'on est bien k 
yingt ans! 

Quittons ce toit, oil ma raison s'e- 
nivre — 
Oh, qu'ils sont loin ces jours si re- 
J*^ohangerai ce qu'il me reste k yiyre 
Contre un dee jours qu'ici Dieum'a 

Yes, 'twas a ganet! be it known 
to all. 
Here was Loye*a shrine : 
There read, in charcoal traced 
along the wall, 
Th' unfiniahed line— 
Here was the board where kin- 
dred hearts would blend. 
The Jew can tell 
How oft I pawned my watch, to 
feast a friend 
Li attic cell ! 

O ! my Lisette's fadr form could 
. Irecall 
With fisdiy wand ! 
There she womd blind the win- 
dow with her shawl- 
Bashful, yet fond ! 
What though from whom she gut 
her dress Fye since 
Learnt but too well. 
Still in those days I enyied not 
a prince 
In attic cell ! 

Here the glad tidings on our 
banquet burst. 
Mid the bright bowla : 
Yes, it was here Marengo's tri- 
umph first 
Kindled our souls ! 
Bronze cannon roared; France 
with redoubled might 
Felt her heart swell ! 
Proudly we drank our consul's 
health that night 
In attic cell ! 

Dreams of my joyful youth! Fd 
freely ^ye, 
Ere niy lifb*8 dose, 
All the dull days I'm destined 
yet to liye, 
For one of those ! 

Tas aoNoa or isxscz. 301 

■r riwtr glOLM, amour, plaisir, folie, Whne shall I now find nptuns 
Mr w Tie en peu d'in- that were felt, 

Jofs that bcfi'tl, 

1 long opoir pour la Toir on- Andhopei thatdnwnodHttwcnt}', 
bellie— when I liwelt 

:i grenicT qu'on at biao K lu attic cell ? 

Tingt au»l 

Kothing can oiler a more ludicrous image to the diapas- 
nouate obBerrer of pasaing tnuisactions, thaa the aBsump- 
tion of radical polities by some men whose essential nature 
IB thoroughly imbued with contempt for the mob, while 
they are straining every nerve to secure its aweet voices. I 
could name many who assume such seutiments respecting 
the distiactiona of hereditary rank in this country, yet 
would feel very acutely the deprivation of the rank and 
nune they bear, or an inquiry into the devioua and questi- 
onable title by which they retain them. The eflbrta they 
nutke to conceal their private feelings before the multitude 

^BVDcall a hint addressed to some " republicans who paraded 

Kthe streets of Paris in 1793 : 

^H " Mais enfonoei dana vos culottei 

^^B ha bout de lings qui pend I 

^H On dim que lee pttHotes 

^H Out deploj^ le ' drapi-BU blanc.'" 

^P Autobiography is the rage, John Gait, the Ettrick Hogg, 
H^the iWHsb Opium-eater, Sir Egerton Brydges, Jack Ketch, 
Grant-Thorbum, and sundry other personages, have lately 
adorned this dejmrtmeut of our literature. In his song, the 
"Tailor and the Fairy," Stranger has acquitted himself of 
a task indispensable in modem authors. lie was bom the 
- le year aa T. Moore, 1780. 

%t Cailltur tt la jFtr. 

Dana ee Parie, plein d'or et de mia^. 

En ran du Christ mil lept cent quatre-viogt, 

Ollel on tsillear, mon paurre et vieux grand-pirts 
Mai nouveau-n£, sachei ce qui m'sdiint. 

Keu ne pr£dit la glaire d'un OrphAe 

A iQoa beroeau, qui n'ftait ptie de Beun i 
Uaii mon giand-p^re, accourant k mea pleura, 

He troDTe un jour d»n« le» brai i" "" 

£t cette tie. a 
Calmait le i 



** Le bon yiellard lui dit ; L*&me inqui^te ! 

A oet enfant quel destin est promu ?*' 
EUe r^pond : " Vols le sous ma baguette, 

Gannon d'auberge, imprimeur, et commii ; 
Un coup de foudre* ajoute k mes pr&age8— 

Ton nls atteint, va p^rir consiim^ ; 

Dieu le regarde, et t'oiseau ranim6 
Vole en chantant braver d'autres orages." 

Et puU la fee, arec de gaiB refraiDS, 
Galmait le cri de mes premien chagrins. 

" Tous les plaisirs, sylphes de la jeunesse, 

Eveilleront sa Ijre au sein des nuits ; 
Au toit du pauvre il r^pand Tal^gresse, 

A Topuleuce il sauve des ennuis. 
Mais quel spectacle attriste son langage ? 

Tout s*engloutit et gloire et liberte ! 

Comme un pecheur qui rentre ^pouvant^, 
II yient au port reconter leur naufrage." 

Et puis la fici avec de gais refrains, 
Calmait le cri de mes premiers cha^int.* 

CI;e ^utobtograpi)^ of $. 3. tie Seranger. 

Paris ! gorgeous abode of the gay ! Paris ! haunt of despair ! 

There befell in thy bosom one day an occurrence most yreighty, 
At the house of a tailor, my grand&ther, under whose care 

I was nursed, in the year of our Lord seventeen hundred and eighty. 
By no token, 'tis true, did my cradle announce a young Horace — 
And the omens were such as might well lead astray the unwary ; 
But with utter amazement one morning my grandfaUier, Maurice, 
Saw his grandchild reclining asleep in the arms of a fairy ! 
And this fairy so handsome 
Assumed an appearance so striking, 
And for me seemed to take such a liking, 
That he knew not what gift he should offer the dame for my nmtoiD. 

Had ho previously studied thy Legendi, O rare Croftv Croker ! 

He*d nave learnt how to act firom thy pages — ('tis there that the 
charm is !) 
But my guardian's first impulse was rather to look for the poker, 

To rescue his beautiful boy from her hands vi et armu. 

* B^ranger tells us in a note, that in early life he had well nigh pe* 
rished by the electric fluid in a thunder-storm. The same is related of 
Luther, when at the university. The flash which, in Lather^s caae, 
changed the student into a monk, in B^ranger's conTerted the tailor*! 
gooee into a swan. — Psout. 



Ptiit he piuBiid in his plui, aiid udoptod a mililer auggeatioD, 

Forber nttitucip, talm anil uoterrifiBd. oindo liini respect lier 
fo he Uiought it wu best to be oiril, niid fuirly to quoatiua, 
Conocrniog mj prtxpccW in life, the beneiolmt spectre. 
'A^d the lurj, prophrtiml. 
Bead niT deltin/a book in > minute, 
With all the particulara in it : 
I outline >be drew with eisutitude most geometricaL 

■er ihili be mingled with plpuuro. tliougli checkered withpnin 
And •omo brigiit sunny hours ebnll siiceeed to n rigorous winter : 
ttc him first B ^OTO" it « hoa1eb7— tlieu, with diKdaio 

See him spurn that tUe iinlt, and apprentice biniaolf Id a printer. 
&■ B poor uarfereitj .clerk »iew him oeil at his (leak ; — 
Mark that Oaah ! — he wili hare a moat narroi* i»eape from llic light- 

it behold after aundrr adrenturea, some bold, aome groteaque, 
' The horiion oleara an, and his prospwts appear to be brighteni]i(t." 
And the foirT, oireesing 
Tlie infant, iorelald that, ere long. 
He wDold warble uuriTallcd in song ; 
All Franpo In the haoiage wliii'b Furie bad paid acquiescing. 

' ** Yes, the mtise baa adopted the bo; 1 On bis brow tee the launl I 

In hia hand 'tin Anacnson's cup I — with the Oreck be haa dtBDk it. 
IVark the high-minded tone of bis songi, and their eiquisite moral, 
Obing joy to the cottage, and heightemng the blaze oEthe banqueL 
Row the mture grows dark— M'e the ipectade Ftanoe has become I 
' IGd the wreck of bis eoimlir, IJio poet, undaunted and proud. 
Kb the pnblic complsiuta ehall give ulteranee : slaves ma; be dumb, 
f fiat ni^l] ring in the hearing of despots defiance aloud!" 
And the fair; addmainB 
Mv grandfather, aomewbet aBloniahed, 
So miidlj mj Eunrdiau admoiiiahed, 
' wept while he Taiiiahed nwaj with a smile and a bleasing. 

Such IB the man whose works wiJl form the moat enduring 
bfunument of tlie literature of Frnnce during the firBt 
_qi)art«r of the nineteenth century. It is tlie pride of my 
old age t« have rcL-orded in these " papers" niy admiration 
of thiB eitraotdiuarj writer ; and when, at a future period, 
commentators and entice ahall feed on hia ever- verdant pages, 
and disport themselves in the leaves of his immortal poelry, 
it will oe perhaps mentioned by some votary of recondite 
lore, that an obscure clergyman, uu a barren Irish hill, 
nutde the first eflbrt to transplant hither some slips of that 
^Txuriant tree ; though he fears that, like the " mulberry." 


it cannot be natiiralized in these islands, and mugt stilt ml 
tinue to form the esclusive boast aud pride of a happia 

Neit to the songster-laureate of France, posterity wii 
haO in Victor Hugo the undoubted excellence of origian 
thought, and the gift of glowing eipression. Before tlies 
two lofty minda the minor poets, Lamartioe and Chatcsa 
briand, will sink into comparatire insignificance. 
Buma and Byron will he remembered and read when Bol 
Montgomery and Haynes Bayly will be swept away witi 
the coteries who applauded them. " OpinioQum conimenti 
delet dies," quoth the undying Tully ; " nntune judicia coifc 
firmat." But, after all, what is fame ? It is a questia 
that often recurs to me, dwelling frequently, in sober pen 
siveaess, on the hollow futility of human pursuits, and pom 
dering on the narrow extent of that cuvle which, Jn it 
widest possible diffusion, renown can hope to fill here beloW 
Never has a Pagan writer penned a period more replete witi 
Christian philosophy than the splendid passage which me 
niory brings me here in the natural succession of Berioni 
reflections that crowd on my mind : — " Igitur alt6 apectan 
si voles, et letemam domum contueri, neque te sermonibtt 
Tulgi dederia, neoue in prsemiis humanisspem posueiis reruil 
tuarum. Quid ae te aJii loquantur, ipsi videant ; loquenti 
tamen. Sermo autem omnia ille et angustiis cingitur i 
regionum quas vides ; nee unquam de ullo perennis fuit ; i 
obruitur hominuni interitu ; et oblivione posl«ritatia eitinn 
guitur !"— Cic. Sam. Stu'p. 

To return to Victor Hugo. It would be unpardonable ii 
me to have written a series of papers on the " Songs o 
France." and not to have given some specimens of A»> re 
fined ;uid delicate compositions. Hugo does not addrea 
himself so much to the popular capacity as his energeti 
contemporary : he is a scholar, and seeks •' fitting audiencBj 
though few." The lyrical pieces, however, which I Bub< 
join, will be felt by lul in their thrilling appeal to our sea 

Though 1 do not regret the space 1 have devoted to the 
beauties of Bi'ranger, it is still witli a feeling of embarrass 
mejit that I briug forward thus late, and towards the cloa 
of my lucubrations on this interesting subject, so deser\'inj 


claimant on the notice of the public. Be that as it may, 
bere goes ! and, gentle reader, thou hnst hefore thet? two 
gems of the purest water. The first la an Oriental emerald. 

It YeiU. (Slritnlalt. 

■• Atu-tdiu bit not prllm n 


ngaidi brtllonl dwu loi reni. 

Otilf— praWlm-in' 

Jr ^ mW m'9 lufloqaie, Car aur met n-tixTda qui n'^tflign 

ton vnllft uti liutut i'Git oiiv«rt. S'^tvud tin vDlta da (rtpKH. 

faomm* ftlon panHa^i? hd hodiiaQ «n C^en «4t iia que du moliu to m 
aftaDTcrlF p«>l 

CI)c 'Fril. 9n ®nmUI SiaIo{[ut. 

Vietnr Hwjo. 
-H»Y« you prty'il lo-nlgbt, Df.™j!mi>n.t"-SH»inri.««, 

Wliat nfc9 happened, my bpolliere P Your spirit to daj 

Some aecrat Borrow linmps ; 
There's > cloud on Tour brow. Wttnt hu happened F ob, s 
For your eyeball* glare oul b siiiiBler rBj, 

Like tbe light of funeral luupe. 
Tlie blades of your poniardc are hslf-uuebeathed 

In jrour some — and yo frown ou me ! 
There's a wiw uutold, Ibere's a pang unbmthed, 

In yout boeont, my brathera three! 



Oulnara, make answer ! Hast thou, since the dawn. 
To the eye of a stranger thy veil withdrawn ? 


As I came, O my brothers ! — at noon — irom the bath^* 

As I camcr-it was noon — my lords — 
And your sister had then, as she constantly hatli, 
Drawn her reil dose around her, aware that the i>ath 
Is beset by these foreign hordes. 

But the weight of the noonday's sultry hour 
Near the mosque was so oppressive, 

That — forgetting a moment the eye of the GKaour— 
I yielded to heat excessive. 


Chilnara, make answer ! Whom, then, hast thou seen. 
In a turban of white, and a caftan of green ? 


Nay, he might have been there ; but I muffled me so. 

He could scarce have seen my figure. 

But why to your sister thus dark do you grow f 
What words to yourselves do you mutter thus low, 
Of " blood," and " an intriguer P" 

Oh ! ye cannot of murder bring down the red guilt 
On voiu* souls, my brothers, surely ! 

Though I tear — from your hand that I see on the hilt, 
And the hints you give obscurely. 


Gxdnara ! this evening when sank the red sun, 

Hast thou marked how like blood in descending it slionc ? 


Mercy ! Allah ! three daggers ! have pity ! oh, spare ! 

See ! I cling to your knees repenting ! 
Kind brothers, forgive me ! for mercy, forbear ! 
Be appeased at the voice of a sister's despair, 

For your mother's sake relenting. 

O Ghod \ must I die P They are deaf to my cries I 

Their sister s life-blood shedding : 
They have stabbed me again — and I hmt — o*er my eves 

A Veil of is spreading ! — 


Gulnara, farewell ! take that veil ; 'tis the gift 
Of thy brothers — a veil thou wilt never lift I 

TBI Bones 07 FRANCE. 

Hugo, in tliis Eastern scene, aa well as in bis glorious ro- 

nance of " Notre Dame de Paris," eeems to take delight it 

[ harrowing up our feelings by tbe invariably sad catastrophe 

of ail bis love adventures. Tbe chonl of symputbj- for 

broken affections and shattered hearts seems to be a favour- 

I ite one witb tbis mighty master of tbe Gallic lyre. Ex. gr. 

%i ffiaafit Hu CTtmbalitr- 

ficlor llui/o. 

igneur, le Due de Bretagne, 
A pour \e» combiM nieatriers, 
DosToqui^ de N'sQlfl k Mortagnu, 
Sans 1ft pUine, et eut la campagne, 
L'uriere-bui de wa gi 

Cfii finDt of t||t Cpmbalrir. 

A BaUad. 

BaronB, vha dwell in dotijon-lieep, 
I And nuul-i-likd caunt and pe^r, 
, Whose fief i* ieaaeA with lotti 

£t floo pourpoint d'or fctutaat. 

[ Dopuis cc joiir Teffroi m'agile; 
f J'(udit,joigiuuit>Diiaartauniien, 
I ** Ma patronoe, Sunte Brigilte, 
L Pour que jamais il ne le quitia, 
SurreiUei Kn ange gardiea 1" 

I 3'ti dit i- notre abbf, " Musire, 
Prieibieopourtouaaoi ioliiats!'" 
Et oomme on nfKt. qu'il le d^ire, 

B J'u briUi troia deive'i de eire 
Siu L> cblsM de Saint Qildaa. 

KiiiiUe* du rilerin. 

Chahing hi> Fjmbala forth he wt^nt. 
With a bold and gallant bearing g 

Sure for a vaplaic he naa meant. 

To judge from hia aeroutrauirat, 
^d the clolh of gold he'a Hear- 

But in mj soul since then I feol 
A fear, in secret creeping ; 

Aad to SaiDt Bridget ofl 1 kneel, 

I'o hia guardian aagel's koeptii;!. 

Fts begged our abbot, Bemardinr. 

' His prayers not to relai ; 

And, to procure him aid divinf. 

I'tb burnt upon Saint QUda'ssluuir 

Three pounds of virgin wai. 

Our Ladj of Lorelto knows 
The pilgrimage 1 TOw'd: 

■' To iirnr Me icoliop IprotKit'. 

IfhtallS and tuftty from thijoit 
My Uicrr i* allow'tt." 



n n'a pu, par d'amoureux gages, 
Absent, consoler mes foyers ; 
Pour porter les teiidres messages 
La vassale n'a point de pages, 
Le vassal n'a point d'^cuyers. 

II doit aujourd'hui de la guerre 
Revenir ayec monseigneur — 

Ce n'est plus un amant vnlgaire ; 

Je leve un front baiss^ nagu6re, 
£t mon orgueil est du bonbeur. 

Le due triomphaut, nous rapport<e 
Son drapeau dans les camps 
froiss(3 ; 
Venez tons, sous la vieille porte, 
Voir passer la brillante escorte, 
Et le prince et mon fiano^ ! 

Venez voir, pour ce jour de fSte, 

Son chcval cai)ara9on6 ; 
Qui sous son poids hennit, s*arr^te, 
Et marclie en secouant la t^te, 

De plumes rouges couronn^. 

Mes soBurs, ii tous parer trop lentes, 
Venez voir, pr^s, de mon vain- 
Ces timbales Itincclantes 
Qui, sous sa main toujours trem- 
Sonnent, et font bondir le ccBur. 

Venez surtout le voir lui-merae. 
Sous le manteau que jai brodd ! 

Qu'il sera beau! C'est lui que 
j'aime ; 

U porte comme un diad^me 
Son casque de crins inondds I 

L'Egypticnne sacrildge, 

M'attirant derridre un pilier, 
M*a dit bien (Dieu me protege !) 

No letter (fond affection's gage I) 

From him could I require^ 
The pain of absence to assuage — 
A vassal-maid can have no page^ 
A liegeman has no squiie. 

This day will witness, with the 
My cymbaleer's return : 
GMadness and pride beam in my 

Delay my heart impatient brooks. 
All meaner thoughts I spurn. 

Back from the battle field elate. 
His banner brings each peer ; 

Come, let us see, at the ancient 

The martial triumph pass in state, 
And the duke and my cymbaleer. 

We'll see foom the rampart- vralls of 
What an air his horse assumes ; 
His proud neck swells, his glad 

hoofs prance. 
And on his head unceasing dance. 
In a gorgeous tuft, red plumes ! 

Be quick, my sbters! dress in 
Come, see him bear the bell. 
With laurels docked, with true-love 

graced ; 
While in his bold hand, fitly placed. 
The bounding cymbals swell ! 

Mark well the mantle that he'll 
Embroider d by his bride. 
Admire his bumish'd helmet's 

0*ershadow*d by the dark horse- 
That waves in jet folds wide ! 

Thegipsy (spiteful wench !) foretold 
With voice like a viper hissing, 
(Though I had cross'd her p2in 
with gold). 

iMus Of FSAsce. 

iAj'bi tont pTi£ que j*«pdre, 

P Qua<q<ie,miMDOtitrantde laiDsin 

"" Mpulcre, Mm noir rppairc, 

viiullc, am rpgardi de vipftro, 

'" it ditja rkttmdi lidemun, 

[volons ! plua de noiret peoi^ I 
Ce aont Ira UUDbaum quo J'ira- 
tend) I 

a le» dunes entftsecc* , 
tentea de pourpre dreesees, 
Lm fleuTS et Im dnip«Hiii Qotluin! 
ir deux nogs le cortege ondoie: 
D'obord, le* piquirsr* aux put 

Foil, ions rttmdard qu'on deploic, 
lies baroiu, en robei de eoie, 
A.IB1: leun Icqucs do Teloura. 

PIToici le» ebiiBubles dee prelreB ; 
_ I.«eh4r»at«Buriin blanceoureior; 
utenir de» taictlnt, 
it I'fcmpon de leura inaitrtB 
Vaat lur ieai conelet d'acier. 

re pray d w 

Her yorda mnj proio unlrae 1 
Though in her c»ve Ihc hag aci:ur«t 
Muller'd " /"rtjwn! Ihet fur- lli- 

Wiili n bee of ghuttj' liuo. 

My jut her spella slikll not preveiil, 

Hark : I cnn Itear tlie drume ! 

And ladies fnir from Bilkoii tent 

Pwp forth, aud eveiy eje is bent 

Ou llie caTsleade that cuuif? ! 

Pikenen, dividing on both Ilnnk», 

Op™ the pngesnlry ; 
Loud, aa Ijie; tread, their anDour 

And silk-robed barons lead the 

The pink of galUntrj ! 

Armorial prid« devks tlieir sitire. 
Worn in remembrance of a sin' 
Famed for heroic deeds. 

a Persanne Fear'd by the Pajnim'a dark divau, 

» Templiers, cretDts de Teiifer ; The Templars oeit advance ; 

ongue pertuisane. Then the briTe bonmen of Liu- 

Lcduco'est pss loin: sesbauniirp 

Flottent parmi Ics ohcTaliere ; 
Quelijues enseignes prieonniinH, 
" ■ It Us demiires. 

Foremost to stsjid in battle's 

Against the foes of France. 

Neit eomes tlie dtike with rs' 

:i lestimbaUersI" Those of the foe. Look, sislera. 
Now come the cjmbalecrf !" 
, le dit, et u Toe erraate She spoke — with learching eje sur- 

Flonge, h6laa! dans les rengs Tcy'd 



By way of contrast to the Gk>thic reminisceiiceB of the 
olden time, and the sentimental delicacy of the foregoing 
ballad, I subjoin a modem description of Ghillic chivalry, — 
a poetical sketch of contemporary heroism. Nothing can be 
more striking than the change which seems to have come 
over the spirit of the military dreams of the French since 
the days of Lancelot and Bayard, if we are to adopt this 
as an authentic record of their present sentiments m mat- 
ters of gallantry. I cannot tell who the author or authoress 
of the following^ dithyramb may be ; but I have taken it 
down as I have heard it sung by a fjEur girl who would some- 
times condescend to indulge an old eiltbataire with a snatch 
of merry music. 

l,a Carrierf ^ilttatre 

En France, 

Ah, lebeUtat! 

Que r^tat de soldat ! 
Battre, aimer, chanter, et boire — 
VoilJi toute notve histoire ! 

Et, ma foi, 

Moi je croLB 
Que cet 6tat-U Taut bien 
Gelui de tant de gens qui ne font 


Talnquers, entrons-nous dans une 
Lea autorit^s et les habitans 
Mou8 Tiennent, d*une fafon fort 
Ouvrir lea portes k deux battans : 
O'est tout au plus s'ils sont oon- 
tens ; 
Mais c'est tout de mSme — 
II faut qu*on nous aime — 
Kan, tan, plan ! 
Ou bien qu^on en fasse semblant. 
Puis quand yient le clair de lune, 
Chacun choisit sa chacune, 
En qualite de conqu6rant. 

Ban, tan, plan ! 
Ah, le bel ^tat, etc. 

C|)e jKtlttar^ 9toteitfitfton 

In France. 

Oh, the pleasant life a soldier leads ! 
Let the lawyer count his fees. 
Let old women tell their beads. 
Let each boobj squire breed cattle, 
if he please. 
Far better 'tis, I think. 
To make lore, fight, and drink. 
Odds boddekin ! 
Such life makes a man to a god 

Do we enter an j town f 
The portcullis is let down. 
And the joj-bells are rung by mu* 
nicipal authority ; 
The gates are open'd w^de, 
And the city-keys presented us 
Merely to recognize our vast supe- 
The mamed citizens, *tis ten to 

Would wish us fisirly gone ; 
But we stay while it suite our good 
Then each eye, at the rising of tho 

We meet a buxom partner luilsoon. 
And we foot it to a military meMiir«. 



lUkod noui qoitlons la When oop garriBon at ]htt gtU •• ths 

" Eeriens t"eo bien ySto !" 
Oui ds, ma petite ! 
Le plus BOaT^iit, 
I* pins BOUTCnt, 
Je ne aiiu pu pour le leDtimmt 
Ran, tan, plan '. 
TiTC le regiment 1 

Who ran adequstelj tell 
Tlie T^ret of the fair all the cit; 
And the tone with vhich the; bii 
us "/arturU t" 
Their ti^ara itould make a flood — i 
perfect rirer : 
And, to eoothe her despair, 
Each diioonaolatfi moid entrc 


Et puis lonqu'en maraudp, 

vhacuD rAcle (deutourj 
On Ta, te labre a hi main, ea 
Fairo ]> cbnaee i la baB«-cour, 
Faut bien qne c;haque Tictiiufl ait 

Poullsa inoocentes I 
IntermanteB I 
SaneFctour! unsretourt 
Bdai! Toili TOtre demier jonr! 

Han, tsD. plan t 

Cot ! cot ! cot ! la Motinelle 

Tous appele I ' 

ICIIm ptifent la l^le M caqneCant, 

"" 'en Tont )> la brocha du rfgi- 

> to gire tier, 
Ere we go. a liuglo lock of our hair. 
AUb 1 it is not often 
That my heart can «oflen 
Be>pauii*e to the fedingi of the fair I 
[CAorw ^ dnma. 

On a march, Trhea our gallant diTi 

To Faddv'Biare, "potatoea and 

Could Bueh beggartj cheer 
Btbt answer a Fronoh grenadier ? 
"So '. ne tend a dragoon guard 
To each neighbouHng farm- 
To ooUect the choicest pitiiDgi — 
TurkejA, Bucking-pigB, and duck- 

■e nutio rapici 

Puis, it notre retour en France, 
Chaque Tillage, en goguette, en 

Kotu rofoit.otDur et tambour bat- 

Tic, lac, ran, tan, pUn I 
En I'honnenr du raiment. 
Ah, le bcl ^t ! 
Qiiol'ttat deiohlBt! 

For whj should m 

Futt«n on Buch til-bid, 
Bfftter suited to the spits 
Of our hiuigrj and Talorous bat- 
talions F 

But, oh ! at our return 
To our dear native France, 

Each yillage in ita turn. 
With music, and wine, and merry 

Forth an our jof fill pusage comes ; 

And the pulse of each heart beat* 

time to Iha drum a. 

ICharta itf drumt. 
Oh, the merrj life a soldier leads I 


The military songs of this merry nation are not all, how- 
ever, of the light texture of the foregoing, in proof of which 
I subjoin an elegy on Colonel de B^umaaoir, killed in the 
defence of Pondicherry, when that last stronghold of French 
power in India was beleagured by our forces under Coote. 
Beaumanoir belonged to an old family in Brittany, and had 
levied a regiment of his tenants and dependants to join the 
unfortunate Lally Tolendal when he sailed for India, in 
1749 : one of his retainers must have been the writer of the 
following lines descriptive of his hasty burial in the north 
bastion of the fortress where he fell. Nor is it necessary to 
add any translation of mine, the Bev. Mr. Wolfe having re- 
produced them on the ocoision of Sir John Moore's faSing 
at Corunna under siinilar circumstances. 

Iti #uneratlU^ lie Scaumanoir. 

Commonly known m ** The Burial of Sir John Moore.** 

Ni 1e son du tambour ni 1a marche funebre 
Hi le feu des soldats ne marqua son trepas, 

MaiB du brave k la hate k travers lea tenebres 
Momes nouB port&mes le cadavre au rampart. 

Be minuit c'etait Theure et solitaire et sombre 

La lune offirait & peine un dubile rayon 
La lanteme luisait peniblement dans 1 ombre 

Quand de la bajonette on creusa le gazon. 

D'inutile cercueil ni de drap funeraire, 

Nous ne daignAmes point entourer le heros, 

n gisait dans les plis du manteau militaire, 

Comme ui) guerrier qui dort son heure de repoz* 

La priere qu'on fit fut de courte dur^, 

Nul ne parla de deuil bien que le oceur fut pleL*:^ 

Mais on fixait du mort la figure ad^r^ 

Mais ayec amertimie on songeait an demain. 

Au demain quand ici oO sa fosse s* appr^te 
Oti son bumide lit on dresse ayec 6angIot)>, 

L' ennemi orgueilleux pourra fouler sa tdto, 
£t nous ses yeterans serons loin sur 1m flots. 

lis temiront sa gloire ! on pourra les entendre 
Nommer Tillustre mort d'un ton amer ou fol, 

n les laissera dire, eh! qu* importe a sa cendre, 
Que la main d'un Breton a confiee au sul. 

* I 


L'ffUVK dnrait enmre qunnd retentjt 1b cloi'lie, 

Au aommet du Befroi et Is canon lointiun, 
Tiri' par inlervttlk' rn ennomant I'approohe, 

SignsLiit la Serte de rennami hautsiii. 
Et duu aafoHe olors \e mloiea lentemenC 

Fret du chuDp oil aa sloire * £14 ixuuoiiimie, 
He miniica > Vendroit □! pierre ni monumcDt, 

Le Uisaant aeul b acul arec M renommfe. 

But my pAge is filling; fast, Emd ray appointed a 

Dearly replenished. Adieu, then, to the " Songs of France !" 

BeminiacenceB of my younger life ! traditions of poetic 

' Gaul! language of impassioned feeliug! cultivated elegance 

of ideas and imagery ! bold, gsy, ftiatastic picturiogg of so- 

I cial eiiBtence ! — farewell ! lou have been to me the source 

icb enjoyment, much mental luiuiy, much intellectual 

revelry,— farewell ! Tet still, like Ovid quitting Eome lor 

I 8eythia — 

" Srpt tile die .ns, mult6ni aum deinda locuhia, 
Et quuL diiccdcna osciila summa dedi : 
Indulgena animo, pea mibi tarduB orat" — 

loath to depart, I haye once more opened the volume of the 
. enchanter, aud must indulge myselt in a lost lingering look 

at one— perhaps the loftiest of Beranger's lays. It is ad- 
I draeeed by him to a fair incognita ; hut in mvVerBion I have 
[ tulc^i the bberty of giving a more intelligible and. I tear 
I not to add, more appropriate direction to the splendid 
I allegory. 

ie Teu pour vona prendre on ton rnoina fV 

Corimie ! il fut des aiigea rfvoltos . 
Sieu sur teur front fut lomber ss parole, 

Et dana I'abtme ila aont jafeipiUs. 
Doni, mai* fragile, uc seul dans leur ruine, 

Contre *•» maui gnrde un puiiaant uscuu 
D reflt« arm^ de aa l^re dirine — 

Ange aui jeui blcux, protegez-moi tonjt 
L'cnfer mugit d'un e&ojable rire, 

Quand, d/goblJ de I'arguell des in6c)iTiii>, 
L'bd^, qu- pleura en aocordaot aa Ijro, 

Fait ^claler lea remorda et sea chanu. 

FATHza psouT a BSLiqtiKa. 

Dim d'un regard I'wrMhB BU gouffre iramondpi 
Maii ici b» Tvut qu'U charme uo* jours i 

Li Poena eniTreta le monde — 

Ange am jem blwta, pratcgei-moj Utujoor* t 

Von iiou« ii Tole, en tecouant •« ailaa, 

Comme roistwi que I'orage ■ mouilU ; 
Snndain la terre entend dn roii nonvrllw, 

Hoinl pcuple errant I'arrfle fmerreilU. 
Tout culle alon u'^Uit que I'hftnDonie — 

Am BiBui jamaii Keu ne dit, " Soyei sourda '" 
L'aotel g'^ure aui parfuma du genie ! — 

Ange BUZ jeui bleiu, prot^gez-miu toigour*! 

En TBJn Von/er, dra olnmaun de i'enTJe, 

Pounuit cet ange, fcJisppe de cte raogi ; 
lie rhomme inculte il idDDcit la lie, 

£t Hjiu le d^fl montTQ au doigt Jra tjraiu. 
Tandii qu'itout Ba loii prtlaut dm obamiee. 

Court Jurqu'au pAle ^vcillpr lea ainoura i 
Dieu comply au ciel ce qu'il tiche de laraiM ! — 

Angc Aux jeiu bleus, prutegei-moi tot^oon ! 

Qui p«ut me dire oil luiL son aureole t 

De aon eiil Dieu I'a-t-il nipp»l£ f 
Mais TOui rhantei, roais Totre Toil POnaole — 

Coriniie, en tou* I'ange I'cat djvoile 1 
Totre printeiUB reut dea flenn jtemellea, 

Totre beaoU de oSlnles atonn ; 
Pour un long vol Toui dfeplo^ei to> ailea I — 

Angif aux jeui bleus, pn>tegei-m<ri tonjonrtl 

Ct)i 9iigtl of Voitrji. 

To L. E. L. 

MS holier kej alull harmoniae the cliord — 
n defence Omnipotence dreir an iTCDgiDK raord t 

10 bolt had crunhM revoLt, fl 

igfilp fair though frail^ 

WUD'd hii lute, fond attribute 1 to chanu that gloom; vale. 

The tjre he kept his irild hand gwciiit ; the music he'd awskei 

Would *we«tlj thrill from the lonef; hill where he ut apart tontix^ I fl 

There he'd lament 1ii> bauighmmit, hii thoughts to grief Bbaodjam, 

And weep hia fuU. 'Twm pitiful to see him weep, £ur Landau 1 

lie went hi» fau^t! Hell's gloomy rault grow yooal with htison«; 
But alt throughout derision's shout burst from Ihe fiuilt; throng i 
Ood pitjing Tieir'd hit fortitude in that unliaUow'd dan ; 
Free'd him &om hell, but hade him dwell amid Ihe k * 


ladj t for OS, an exile thus, immortiil Poea; 
C«iie upon earth, Bud lutes give birth lo ■wpetest cninatPelaj i 
Aiid poeli wrought their Bpetlvordft, lauglit b; that Hngelic mind. 
And miuic leat toft h lnnriinhnm nt to faecinite mankiiuL 

RvliKinti rote ! rosa gought repose in the Bhadow of her wings i 
Miuic [or her walked hiirbingor, and Oeniiu touth'd Ilie slririfjg : 
Tears froin the tree of Anibj aist on her altar burn'd, 
Bui earth and ware moat fmcrsnce guie where Poetr; sDJaum'd. 
Vaiul;. with hnte ioteterate, hell labour'd ■□ its rage, 
To perwwniB that angel's lute, and croas his pilgriiuage i 
TTnnioT'd and calm, his soogs pour'd balm od sorrow alt (ho while g 
Vice he unmask'd, but Tirtue bask'd in the radiunce of his smile, 

O where, among the fair and voting, or in what kinglj- court, 
In what mj path where Plessiire bath her faTOurite resort. 
Where hast Uiou gone, angelic one ? Back to tb; tiatiTe skies? 
Or dost thou dwell in cloisCsr'd cell, in peosire hermit's guise ? 
Metliinks I ken a deaiien of 'this our island— nsj, 
Lm»e me to guess, Cair poetess ! queen of the matchleaa hxj ! 

*ft*A-Utx\ -'tMXcvota ~\ t-C-t.T, 

Chapteb I. 

" Laiilis opinione disseminstum est hoc malum : manarit non solimi 
per Oalliam, sed etiam transcendit Alpes, et obscure serpens mullai 
Inm prvTincias o'lcupBvit." Cioiao m Catilinam, Or. IT. 

Btartjng from Frsnoe, across Mount Cenis, 
Prout visite Msutua and Tenice i 
Through many a tuneful proTinco strolls, 
, "Smit with the loFo" of barcoroUus. 

Petrarca's ghost be conjures up, 
And irith old Dmte qtufis a cup i 
Nat. from her jar Etruscan, be 
Uncorks the mitse of Tus.™.t. O, Y. 

Tbou the contents of "the chest" hitherto put forth by uu 
to the gaze of a diacriminBting public, the sagacious glance 


of the critic, unless )iia eye happen to be Bomehow "bj 
drop sereae or dim suSusioD veiled," must hare sc&mied 
pretty accurately the peculi&r cast and chumet^r of old 
Prout'a genius. ITiough somewhat "Protean" and roulti- 
form, delighting to make his poathumona appearance in a 
diTersity of fani-'ifiil ahapea, lie is still diseoverable by cer- 
tain immutable features ; and the identity of mind ana pur-f 
pose reveals itself throughout this vast variety of mauifeat' 
ation. An attentive perusal of hia " Papers" (of wbioh 
we have now drawn forth dtven, hoping next month to envk 
the latt bottle of the sparkliug dozen) will enable the reader 
to detect the secret workings of hia spirit, and discover tha 
" bee'a wing" in the transparent decanter of hia souL 
Prout's candour and franknesa, his bold, fearless avowal uf 
each inward conviction, Iiis contempt for qiyicks and pe- 
dants, his warm admiration of disinterested patriotism and 
mtellectual originality, cannot but be recognised throughout 
hia writings : he is equally eathusiastic in bis predilections, 
and stanch in his antipathies. Of his classical namesake, 
Proteus, it has been observed by Vir^l, that there was na 
catching him in any definite or tangible form -, as he cou« 
st&otly shifted bis poaition, and, with the utmost violation 
of conaiatency, became at turns " a pig," " a tiger," or " a 
serpent," to auit the whim of the moment or the scheme t4' 
the hour : 

" Firl enim lubitii »mi homdus, ab-nvo tigris, 
Sqimim>3Uiive diioo," Gmryic. IF. 

Sut in all the impersonations of the deceased P. P. of! 
Watergrasshill the man is never lost sight of; it ie still he, 
whether he be viewed ahewing hia tusks to Tommy Moore, 
or springing like a tiger on Dr. Lardner's wig, or lurking 
like a bottle-imo in Brougham's brandy-flssk, or coiled np 
like a rattle-snaKe in the begging-box of O'Connelt. 

But still he delights to tread the peaceful paths of lite- 
rature ; and it is then, indeed, that he appears m his proper 
element. Of all the departments of that interesting pro- 
vince, he has selected the field of popular poetry for hit 
favourite haunt. "Smilltn," like old Milton, "tutlA Ih* 
love of taerrd song," he lingers with '■ fond, reluctant, a 
rouB delay," amid the tuneful "grovea." BaUad-aiag'JW 



im his pradommast passion. la hia youth lie had visited 
■Imoet everj part of tne continent ; and tlir>ugh not unob- 
Bervant ofotht-r mattera, nor unmindful of collateral inquiries, 
be made the tongt of each country the object of a most di- 
ligent iuvestigation. Among the tenets of bia peripatetic 
pniloenphy, he had adapted u aingiJnr theory, viz. that the 
wue character of a people must be collected fi'om their 
"■OBga." Impressed with this notion, to iiae the words of 
'the immortal Edmund Burke, '' he bos visited all Europe ; 
not to aurvey the aumptuouaneBS of palaces, or the stateli- 
nem of temples ; not to make accurate measurement of the 
retuaios of andent graodeur, nor to form a scale of the 
eurioeitieB of modem art ; not to collect medals, or to collate 
HS8. : but to pick up the popular tunes, and make a col- ' 
lection of song-books ; to cuU from the minstrelBv of the 
cottKge, and select from the bacchanalian joviality of the 
rintoge ; to compare and collate the Tipperary bagpipe with 
the Cremona Mdle; to remember the forgotten and attend 
to the neglected ballads of forei^ nations ; and to blend in 
ona harmonious syetem the traditionary songs of all men in 
All countries. It was a voyage of discovery, a cii'CBmnavi- 
gation of meiodi- " 

Lander and Mungo Park have traced the course of the 
'iger : Bruce and Belzoni the aoiu-ces of the Nile j Sterne 
Joonieyed in pursuit of the lenlitnenlal. Syntax in search of 
the fheturuque ; Eustace mode a "classical" tour through 
Italy, Bowring an " utilitarian" excursion through Francei 
but we greatly miscalculate if the public do not prefer, for 
ell the practical purposes of life, Prout'a "tuneful" pU- 
grimage. Any accrasion to the general stock of harmony, 
Buytbing to break the niouotonous sameness of modern 
literature, must be hailed with a shout of welcome ; and in 
Watergrasabill cheiit we possess an engine of melodious 
■er, far preferable to tlie nackneyed barrel-organs that 
and stultify the present generation. The native Irish 
I at all times 'been remarkable for a keen perception ul' 
imusical enjoyment, and it therefore is not Bstonishuig that 
{the eharnis of sweet sound should have so fascinated the 
youthful mind of onr hero, as to lead him captive from land 
~ ' ' -a willing slave, chained to the triumphal chariot 


of Poljhvmnia, His cose hoa been graphically put by 
modera writer (not Hogg) — 

" Whm I ws« B boy in my fkUuir's mud edifioe, 
lender and bare ae b pig io & «ty. 
Out of the door u I looke<I, oith b atcBdr phii, 
Who but Thndo Murphy the piper weiil by ! 

'Arrsh, Thsdy ! the droUB ot your pipe ao OOmea otot jno, 

H»ked ru wuider wliererer yon goes ; 
And if my poor porcnlB should want to discornr me. 

Sure it woiit be by dewribing my olotliw !' ' 

" Journeying with this intent," our excellent divine (a 
may be seen in the last four numbers uf Beqika) hath not 
been idle in France ; having wreathed a garlimd of eoug 
culled where those posies grew wild on the boulerarda o 
Paris, the fields of ^fo^mandy, and the fragrant hilla of Pro 
vence — land of troubadours. We have aow to follow hia 
through other scenes : to view hJtn seated in a gondola, a 

f tiding under the " Bridge of Sighs ;" or wanaeriug on the 
anks of the Po; or treading, with pensive step, the ftliltoiu 
glen of Vallombrosa. 'Each guardiaa spirit ot that hallowei 
soil, each tutelary geiiiaa loci, the dryaiies of the grove anf 
the naiades of the Rood, exult at the appniai'h of so worth] 
a visitant, sent with a special mission on an errand of the 
loftiest consequences, and gifted with a soul equal to the 
mighty task ; a modem by birth, but an old Boma 
sentimeut — 

It has been the misfortune of that beautiful peniiu 
ever since tlie decline and fall of the Boman empire, to h 
been invaded by a succession of barbarians from the Nor 
Longobards and Ostrogoths, Aloric and Genseric. Sam Hoj 
and Frederick Barbarossa, Attila king of the Huns, 
Leigh Hunt king of the Cockneys, liave already spread hi 
and consternatiou tiirough that delightful country ; but 
vilest and most unjustifiable invasion of Italy baa bevn n 
petmted by Ludv Morgan. We know not to what est 
impunity mav be claimed by " the sei," for running I.. 
and playing the devil with olaces and things ronsecmted b 


e recollections of oil that is noble in our onture, aad ei- 
plted in tlie hietory of maokiiid ; but we suppose timt her 
"Irish Iftdyship is priviJeged to cairy od her literary orgiea in 
' : face of the public, like her fair countirwoman. Lady 
rrymore, of Bmaahing uotoriety. Heaven knows, she bus 
foften enough been " pulled up " before the tribunala of criti- 
OBtn for her miademeanours ; still, we find her repeating her 
old offent-ea with incorrigible pertinacity .—and Belgium ie 
now the scene of her pranks. She moreover continues to 
besprinkle her pages with Italian, of which she knows about 
*■ • much as of the inngiia^-e of the Celestial Empire ; for, let 
r take our word for it, that, however acquainted ahe may 
aibly be with the " Cruiskeen lawn," she has tut a very 
ight intimacy with the " Vocabulario della Crusca." 

f Feb. 1, 1635. 

KaltrgrasiiUt, Ftb. 1830. 

itBiNo these long wintry nights, while the blast howls 
lismally outside this mountain-shed, and all the boisterous 
ments of dcBtruction hold a " radical" tneetmg on yonder 
;, — seated befOTe a snug turf-Sre, and having duly conned 
T the day's appointed portion of the Eoraan breviary, I 
'love to give free scope to my youthful recollections, and 
wander back in spirit to those sunny lands where I speat 
my early vears. Memory is the comforter of old age, ns 
Hope is the guardian -an gel of youth. To me my past life 
aeema a placid, a delightful dream ; and I trust that when 1 
shall, at no distant moment, hear the voice which will bid 
me " awake" to tlie consctousnese of enduring realities, and 
the enjoyment of immortal existence, memory still may remain 
to enhance, if possible, the Iruition of beatitude. 

But a truce to these solemn fancies, which, no doubt, have 
been suggested to my mind by those homilies of Chrysostoni 
sod soliloquies of Augustin which I have just now been pe- 
rusing, in this day's office of our ancient liturgy. And to 
resume the train of ideas with which I commenced, a few 
juinutes ago, this paper of "night-thongbts,"—gliidly do 1 
IT to the remembrance of that freah and active period of mj 


lone career, when, buo^aot nith juvenile energy, and flu&ha 
with life's joyous ftutivipntioDs, 1 paased from the soutii < 
France iuto the luxuriunt lap of ItAly. Full eitty vears not 
have elapsed ainee I first (.■roased the Alpine froulier of tbi 
enchanting provinee of Europe ; but the image of all I b 
and the impressioa of all I felt, remains indelible iu mi 
Houl. My recullections of gay France are lively and vivid 
yet not so deeply imprinted, nor so glowingly distinct, C 
the picturjngs which au Italian Bojoum baa left on th 
" tablets of memory." I cheriBli both ; but eaoh has its owi 
• pGeuliarattributes, features, and physiognomy. The i/itrilueUt 
Madame de Sevign^ and the iinpaasioned Beatrice Cenci an 
two very opposite imperaonations of female character, bui 
they pretty accurately represent the notion I would wisb ti 
convey of mg Italy and mi/ France. There ia not more differ 
ence between the " Allegro" and " II Penseroso" of MUtoD. 
France rises before me in the shape of a merry-andrew jing 
ling his bells, and exhibiting wondrous feats of agility; Ita^ 
naaumes the awful shape of the spectre that stood befoPT^ 
BrutuB in theeamp, ana promised to meet him at Philippi. 

In those days a Franciscan friar, called Oangaoell 
(Clement XIV.), sat in the pontiGc chair ; and, aorrowfbl 
to tell, being of a cringing, time serving, and worldly-minde ' 
disposition, did considerable damage to the church on 
which, in evil hour, he was appointed to preside. Th 
oaly good act of bis I ain disposed to recognise ia the at 
dttion to the Vatican gallery, called after him the" Muaeutl 
Clementinum :" but tbatwaa but a poor compensation for thfl 
losa which literature and science sustained (through liia ia 
effable folly) in the unwarrantable destruction of that ui 
rivalled "order" of literati, the Jesuita,* The sacrifice wi 
avowedly meant to propitiate the demon of Irreligioo, the 
first exhibiting hia presence in France ; but, like all sue 
concessions to an evil spirit, it only provoked further exJ 
geucies and more imperative demands, until Tallevsahi 
by proposing in the National Assembly the abolition c 
church property, effectually demolished the old Oallican 

■ A book wai ill circulation culled " QuognTU'lli'i Idlers ;" 
an iinpoiiitiDD on public credulit^r. to be cinsK-ii in thp anniJJi oflbmf] 
•iDngaidF of UacphCTsoc'a " Osiiui," ChsLtorUiti'i " Bowley," aacTlhl 
" OeoroljtU" of Iiidorui Merp»tur. — Pbopt. 


lea of CliriBtifinity. and eitinKuished tne lamp that had 
it for ages before the altar of our common God, It waa, 
Ito doubt, an act of forgetfulness in the preceding pope, 
Proiper Lambertini (Benedict XIV.), to ojwn a correa- 
pondence with Voltaire, to whom, in return for the dedi- . 
cation of hia tragedy of " llahomet." lie Boat bis " apostoli- 
""' bleMing;" but it was reserved for the friar-pope to 
■erable wound on the c.iuae of enlightened 
^ion, by his bull of the 2lat of July, 1773. 
I dwell on this topic eon atnore, because of my perBonol 
feetingBof attachment to the instructors of my youth; and 
also because the subject was ofleu the cause of a friendly 
quarrel between mvaelf and Barry the painter, whom I met 
at Some, and knew intimately. He was a " wild fellow," and, 
by some chance, had for me a sort of confiding fondness ; 
owing, no doubt, to our being both natives of Uork, or, at 
least, citizens thereof : for / was horti in Dublin, as duly set 
{Drth in that part of my autobiography called " Dean Swift's 
f Uadness ; a Ta\e of a Churn." Now Barry was so taken with 
t OanganelH's addition to the Vatican collection, that he has 
placed him among the shades of the blessed in his picture of 
Elysiutn, at the hall of the Adelphi, London ; giving a snug 
bCTth in " hell" to Pope Adrian IV., who bestowed Ireland 
■ on Henry LI. I question not the propriety of this latter 
anungement ; but I strongly object to the apotheosis of 

Tbia digression, however unconnected with the " Songs of 
Italy," may serve as a chronological landmark, indicative of 
the period to which I refer in my observations on the poetry 
of tnat interesting country. Ameri had not j'et rekmdled 
the fire of tragic thought ; Manzoni had not fiung into the 
pages of romantic narrative a pathos and an eloquence un- 
known to, and lindrearot of, by Boccaccio ; Silvio Pellico had 
not appalled the world with realities far aurpassing 
Piudemonte had not restrung the lyre of Filicaia. But 
Heaven knows there was enough of genius and exalted 
spiration in the very oldest ornaments of Italian com_ 
ation, in the ever-glorious founders of the Tmcana favella. 

■ not seek to undervalue. 


Poets have been the earliest writers in every language, 
and the first elements of recognized speech have invariably 
been collected, arranged, and systematised by the Muse. 
The metrical narrative of the Arabian Job, the record of 
the world's creation as sung by Hesiod, the historical poetry 
of Ennius, the glorious vision of Dante, the songs of Mar6t 
and Malherbe, the tales of Chaucer, have each respectively 
been the earliest acknowledged forms and models on which 
the Hebrew, the Greek, the Latin, the Italian, the French, 
and the English idioms were constructed. I have placed 
these six languages (the noblest and most perfect vehicles 
of human intercourse that have ever existed) in the rotation 
of their successive rise and establishment. Taking them 
chronologically, the Hebraic patent of precedency is un- 
doubted. The travels of Hesiod, Homer, and Herodotus, 
through Egypt and Asia Minor, sufficiently explain the 
subsequent traces of that oriental idiom among the Greeks ; 
the transmission of ideas and language from Greece to Italy 
is recorded in set terms by the prince of Latin song, who 
adopts the Greek hexameter as well as the topics of He- 

" Ascrsumque cano Bomana per oppida carmen." 

Georgic. II. 

The Italians, when Latin ceased to be the European me- 
dium of international communication, were the first to form 
out of the ruins of that glorious parlance an idiom, fixed as 
early as 1330, and perfect in all its modem elegance ; — so 
per&ct, indeed, as to warrant the application to it of the 
exclamation of Horace : 

" O matre pulchrft filia pulclirior !" 

Lib. 1. ode 16. 

France followed next in the development of its happy 
vocabulary, under Francis I. ; and England, under the 
reign of Queen Anne, finally adopted its modem system 
of phraseology. The literature of Grermany is of too mo- 
dern a growth for my notice. It is scarcely seventy yean 
old : I am older myself. 

It is a remarkable fact, but not the less true, that Danfte 
(who had studied at the university of Paris, where he main- 




ioed with applause a the-BiB, " De odidi Be acibili"), on 
return to Italy, meditating his graDtl work of the " Di' 
TUiB Commediii," waa a long time undecided to whut dialect 
he should commit the otfapring of his prolific mind. Hifl 
own bias l&y towards the Latin, and be even bad commenced 
in that tougue the deacription of hell, the opening veree of 
%hii.'h has been preserved i 

But the Irieh monks of Bobbio, having' seen a specimeu of 
the poem in the popular version, strongTy adviHed the joimg 
poet to eontinue it id the vernacular tongue ; and that deci- 
sion influenced the fate of Italian literature. 

Petmrca is known to have considerably underrated the 
of Dante, whose style and manner he could never 
indeed, no two writere could possibly have adopted 
more opposite system of composition, and out of the 
— materials constructed poetry of so distinct a charac- 
Bude, massive, and somewhat uncouth, the terta n'mu 
,e " infernal laureate" resembled the Doric temples 
Piestum; delicate, refined, and elegant, the sonnets of 
jttarca aasimilftte in finish to the Ionic structure at 
dedicated to Dianu. But the eamoni of Laura's 
T are the most ei(|iusite of his productions, and far sur- 
in harmony and poetic merit the toHstti. Such is the 
oi of Muratori, and such also is the verdict of the 
ions author of the "Secehia liapita." These canxont 
in fact, the model and the perfection of that species of 
^ of which the burden is totie; and though some modern 
pQet« have gone farther in the eipression of mere animal 
passion (such as Moore and liyron), never has woman been 
ikddressed in such aL'coniplished strains of eloquence and 
sentiment as Donna Laura by the hermit of Vauiduse. 
' There may be some partiality teit by me towiuds Pe- 
rea. He belonged to "roy order;" and though the 
ion of the priest and the poet (combined in the term 
'ATsa) is an old association, the instances in the Ronian 
CUltolic priesthood have been too rare not to prize tiie soli- 
tary example of sacerdotal minstrelsy in the arflideacon of 
JP&nna. Jerooio Vida, the bishop of a small town iu Italy, 
distinguished as a Lutin poet — 

y a 

B Tl 



" Immortal Tida, on itUoaa honour'd brow 
The critic's bays and pool's ifj grow ;" 

(Pope, Euajr on Critieltm.) 

ftnd Beveral Jesuits have felt the inspiration of the Muse : 
but the excolleuce of Petrarca as a poet has caused hii 
theologieat acqiiirements, which were of the highest order, 
to be quite forgotten, I was greatly a:n used some days ago, 
in turning over the volume of Bellarmin, " De Scriptunbiu 
Ecclesiaahcis," to find at page 227 (4to. Eomie, 1613) tha 
following notice of the aonnetteer: 

" Franciscua Petrarea, archidiaconus Farmenais, lusit 
elegantisBimis yereibua amorea auos erga Lauram, ut baberct 
materiam exercendte musie ; sed t«inpus cousumptum in illia 
cantiunculia deflevjt, et multa opera gravia atquo utilia 
ecripsit. PiS obiit 137*." 

The learned cardinal, no doubt, valued much more thesB 
ffrave and useful worki, which are doomed to lurk amid' 
cobwebs in the monastic Ubraries of the coutiaent, than the 
esmiisite outjioiiringa of soul and harmony which have filled 
all Europe with rapture. 

Long before I bad crossed the Alps I had been an admirer 
of Petrarea. My residence at Avignon ; my familiar ac- 
quaintance with the church of St. Clair, where, in his twenty- 
fifth year (Friday, April 6, 1337), he for the first time saw 
the Madonna Laura, then aged seventeen ; my frequent ei- 
cursiona to the source of that limpid torrent, called by 
Pliny, Vallisclauaa, and by the Freneii.Vaueluao, had drawn 
my attention to his writings and his charact-er. An entbu- 
eiaatic love of both waa the natural result ; and I some- 
times, in the peniaal of his sentiments, would eatch th» 
contagion of his eiquiaite Platoniam. Yes ! Laura, after 
the lapse of five centuries, bad made a second conquest ! 

L."— Dauti*. 

It has be«n said, that no poet'a mistress ever attained 
such celebrity oa the Platonic object of Petrarca'a aSeo* 
ttons : she has, in fact, taken her place as a fourth maid of 
honour In the train of " graces" that wait on Venus ; and 
the romantic source of the Sorga has become the Castaliaa 
ipring of all who would write on love. 

rax soKQB OF i 

Montana Iii Valctfiuta. 

Sntmu di Franeeieo Ptirarea. 

ClutrB, &e9clie, e doici ocque, 

Ot« le bvlle membra 
)W mIbi, che Willi B me par 

Ocntil nutio, OTe piacque 
{Con KHpir mi rimemhra) 

lei di lore iJ bel Aanco colouna ; 
Erbk e flor, chn la gonna 

5ttr.ii(n's aiilirtg« 

To (At Summer Haunt i/f Laura, 

The virgin frcahneag of wlioso crystal 

Cod 1 wigelico seno ; 

r* amor co" begU oeolii il cor m" 

DbW udicnut ineiemo 
Alio doUnti mie parole estreme. 


Bone, *haiie earUeat bud 

'Iff I 

pur mio destino, 
iela io db a' adopn, 
lUMl' occhi lagriiDBnd 

Qualche grozia il mcsichino 

Coipo fr« TOi ricopra i 
knTii r >bna b1 proprio albergo 
Ia morU Ga men crudn, 
Be quwU ipeme porto 
A quel dubbioeo puBO : 
Che lo tpirito laaso 
nn pons msi in pill riposato 

m 'n piEi (rHnquilla foaM 
Iggir b came tniFBgliata e 1' 

Tempo Terri nncor tone, 

Cool grore, aequoeterad grot 1 
Here m this lovelj spot 
I pour my last lad lay, where I 
her loTB I wooed. 

If Boon m J eartlily woea 
Miut slumber in tlie lomb, 
Anit if m; life's ud doom 

Muit BO in sorrow cloao I 
Where yonder willow grows, 

Close by the margin lay 

Seek thou thy natire realm, 
My eoull sud when the fear 
Of disEioiution near, 
And doubts thsJl OTsrwhelm, 
A ray of comfort round 

My dyintf coucb shall hover, 
If soma kind band will cover 
' Hy miserable bones in yonder hal- 
lowed ground! 

But still alive for her 
Oft mar my aihea greet 
■ The sound of comiug feet ! 
And Laura's tread gladden In; »• 


FATUKE l-BOUT'a nELiQirze. 

Nil beufdrfto giomo, 
Volga la vistn dwioea e liala 

Coroaiidonii ! ed, o piita! 
Oil Wrm in fm le pietro 

Videndo, smor l inspiri 

In guisB, the sospiK 
8i doloeineiito, cbe merci m' in 

D»' be' rami Mondeis 

(Doloe nel[> roemoria.] 

TJna pioggia di fior aqyta 

grembo ; 

Ed ells Bi Bsdea 

Umile in tints glorii, 

CotertB giik dell' atnoroHi 


Erui quel dl a tederl 
QobI ai pOBSTB in torra, 
sull' onda; 

Qnal «in un viigo errare 
Girando, varea dir, " Qui r^na 

Belcnting, on my gnre. 

Mi inistref* maj, pmhrao^ 
w icli one kind piljing glanes 
lIoTiour hhe dust of ber deioli 
'Xhpa maj ghe inlerceda. 

With pntjer and aigh, for ons 
Who, honM for Bver gonc^ 
Of raercT ttonds ia Doed ; 
Aud oliiie for me hor loauj ill 
Slaj her uplifted ^ea 
Win pardon from the ikiw. 
Wliile mageit throngh ber r^ behob 
the tear tbat iwella I 

Tisions of loce [ ye dwell 
In memory still enBhrinod. — 
' Here, as the onr:« re<JiDed. 

A abowoT of blosBouu on her boson 
^d wbile tb' enamoured trao 
fVom all it« bnmcbea tbua 
Rained odorirennu, 
Bbe Eat, nnconicions, all liotiullty. 
Uiied nitb ber golden hair, IhoM 
bloBaoma aweeb 
Like pearls on amber seemed i-- 
Some ihoir alldgiance dMuwd 
to her Qoacbg rob« and lon^ 


Otbun, disporting, took 
Their course adown Ibe brook 
Others aloft:, wnlled in aiir aponi 
Soemed to proclaim, "To-ifaj ' ~" 

Quanfe voltfi diai' io 
AUor pien di apaTenIo, 
"OocUi por fermo nacque i 
Paradiao ;" 
o d' obblio. 


E 1 ToltO, I 


Dall' imma^ne ren, 

Ch' io dii»a aospirando, 

"QiU come TBnn' io,oqu«ndo7" 

Oredendo esaor in del, noa li, 

I'to gaud upon thee, JBv 
price I 
TiU from mj inmoet tool 
This aecrot whisper stole — 
"Of Garth do child art thon,dBaghM 
of Faradis« !" 
Such BWBj Ui; beauty bald 
O'er the enraptured aaaa 
And Buch the inUuonro 
Of ninniiiit *lnile and form u 


Wsfted by ma^a wand, 
EaFih'« narrgw joy» beyond?" 
pice. 0, 1 sliall evur count 

Mj hAppiBAt ditjA Rpent biire by this 
romanUc fount I 

In this graceful effueion of tender feelinga, to which a 

responsive chord must vibrate in every breoat, and compared 

wito which the moat admired of modern love-ditties will 

paltry and vulgar, the tenderness, tbo exulted passion, 

the fervid glow of a noble heart, and the myaterious work- 

_ of a most gifted mind, eihibit themselvea in every 
stanza. Wbat can be more beautifully descriptive than the 

Jning lloes, equalling in melodious cadence the sweetest 

" O fon> BftodiiBiit, iplondidior vitro ;" 
bnt infinitely superior in delicaey of sentiment and pathetic 
power! The calm melanciioly of the succeeding strophe 
tiiLS been often admired, and has, of course, found great 
brour among the Tom Mooraa of every country. 

Tom has given ua Aii last dying-speech in that rigmarole 

"Wlitni in (Icatk I shall calm rcolioa i" 

tut the legacy of this bard is a sad specimen of mock-turtle 
pathos, and, with the affectation of tenderest emotion, is, 
m style and thought, repugnant to all notions of real refine- 
ment and simplicity. In the last will of Petrarca — a most 
interesting document— there is a legacy which any one may 
te pardoned for coveting [ it is the poet's lutf, which he 
"beiiueaths to a friend, with a most affecting and solemn re- 
eommendation : " Magistro Thomse de Terrara lego leulum 
meum bouum, ut eum sonet noa pro vanitate sseculi fugacis, 
Bed ad laudem Dei tetemi." — (Testament, Petrar.) 

As the Hibernian melodist has had his name thus smuggled 
into my essay on the " Songs of Italy," it may not be irre- 
levant (aa assuredly it will be edifying) to point out some 
of his " foi/ueriet" perpetrated in this quarter. Not con- 
tent with picking the pockets of the Trench, he has ei- 
. tended bis depredations to the very eitremttv of Calahria. 
fetr&rca'e case ia one of peculiar hardship. Laura's lover, 

328 TATHSB pbout's bsliques. 

in the enthusiasm of eloquent passion, takes a wide range 
in one of his songs, and ransacks the world, east and west, 
for images drawn from the several phenomena which nature 
exhibits in each country through which his muse wanders 
imcontroUed. Among other curious comparisons and happy 
flights of infancy, he introduces the fountain of the Sun, 
near the temple of Jupiter Ammon ; and, describing the 
occasional warmth and successive icy chill which he expe- 
riences in the presence or absence of his beloved, compares 
his heart to that mysterious water, which, cold at mid- day, 
grew warm towards eve. Would the reader wish to see 
with what effrontery Moore appropriates, without the 
slightest acknowledgment, the happy idea of Petrarch ? 
Here are the parallel passages : 

Sctrarra* Com jHoore. 

" Sorge nel mezzo giomo. "Fly not yet! the fount that play'd, 

Una fontana, e tien nome del In days of old, through Amnion's 

Sole, shade, 

Che per natura suole Though icy cold by day it ran, 

Bollir la notte, e'n sul giomo esser Yet still, like souls of mirth, began 
fredda. To bum wfien night was near* 

* * * • And thus should woman's heart and 

Cosl ayien a me stesso looks 

Che mio sol s' allontana At noon be cold as wintry brooks, 

Ardo allor," &c. But kindle when the night's return- 
Canzoni di Petr. 31, st. 4. ing 

Brings the genial hour for burning." 

The learned priest had been at the trouble of perusing 
Quintus Curtius, lib. iv. cap. 7, where he had found : "Eat 
etiam Ammouis nemus ; in medio habet font^m ; aquam 
solis vocant; sub lucis ortum tepida manat, medio die frigida 
eadem fluit, inclinato in vesperam calescit, medid nocte fer- 
vida exaestuat." He had also, no doubt, read the lines m 
Silius Italicus, " De Bello P6nico," referring to this same 
source : 

" Qufe nascente die, qu» deficiente tepescit, 
Quaque rigct medium ciim sol ascendit Olympum." 

But his property, in the application of the simile, has been 
invaded by Tom, who had read nothing of the sort — 

** Sic Yos non vobis mellificatis apes !" 

After all, I am wasting my time on such minor matters. 

TH£ SOK03 OT ITALY. 320 

In the celebrated address ftbove quoted of the hermit of 
'aucliue to that immortid fouutum, I have givea "what I 
iqaider a fair Bpeuimen of Italian amatory poesy : but 
lough the poets of that genial climate are "all Cor loi'e," 
ill they are also "a little for the hotile." Hence it is 
hat I consider it my duty, aa an essayist, to bring forward 
sample of their bacchanalian songa. 

donttto Qittramliito. 

Claudio TaUnnei, 

i doDti, la luiguA, i lubbri, a 

TSdd mi ritrar in Id piogfi* ni renlo. 

He tola o aleUe per laghezta danni ; 

Hon puo "1 Carro o Boole alleero farrDi — 
Oh' Bltroro i la mis gioia e 'I mio ronteuto. 

Fa delle riti ed olte liti uikimo 

Pendir" dell" utc, e 1' ure ■tillin riro, 
Ch' io boTO, e poi dagli occhi ebro distillo j 



on riwo, OFfF i 





ch' ftltro lielo 

C piCL di 


aAmor, Bii«o,'eBatillo! 

Cf|i ZQfni'Cup htspokcn. 

Qreat Tulcui I ^our dark imokr pslofe. 

With theM ingots of »ilcer, 1 soek ; 
And I beg 7<ni irill mak^ me a cbalice, 

Like Che cup joii once forg;ed for the Greek. 
Let no deeds of Belloiia " the blood;" 

EmbUioD tbii goblet of mine ; 
But B garland of grapes, ripe and ruddj. 

In. teulpture around it entwine. 

The feitoon (which joaTl gracefiJIr model) 
la, remember, but pari of tlie whole « 

Lest, perohonce, it miglit enter your noddla 
To diminilh the riM of the bant 


For though dearlj what *s deem'd ornamental. 
And of art the bright aymbolB, I prize ; 

Still I cling with a fondness parental 
Bound a cup of the true good old size. 

Let me have neither sun, moon, nor planet. 

Nor " the Bear," nor " the Twins," nor « the Ooat :' 
Yet its use to each eye that may scan it, 

Let a glance at its emblems denote. 
Then awaj with Minerva and Venus ! 

Not a rush for them both do I care ; 
But let joUy old Father Silenus, 

Astride on his jackass, be there ! 

Let a dance of gay satyrs, in cadence 

Disporting, be seen mid the fimit ; 
And let Pan to a group of young maidens 

Teach a new vintage-lay on his flute ; 
Cupid, too, hand in hand with Bathyllus, 

May puiple his feet in the foam : 
Long may last the red joys they distil us ! 

Tho' Love spread his winglets to roam ! 

The songsters of Italy have not confined themselyefl so 
exclusively to the charms of the ladies and the fascinations 
of the flask, as not to have felt the noble pulse of patriotic 
emotion, and sung the anthem of independence. There is 
a glorious ode of Petrarch to his native land : and here is a 
well-known poetic outburst from a truly spirited champion 
of his country's rights, the enthusiastic but graceful and 
dignified Filicaia. 

aila Satria. 

Italia ! Italia ! o tu cui feo la sorte 
Dono infelice di beUezza, ond' hai 
Funesta dote d* infiniti guai 

Che in fronte scritti per gran doglia porte ; 

Deh ! fossi tu men bella, o almen piik forte 
Onde assai piili ti paventasse, o assai 
T* amasse men chi del tuo bello a* rai 

Par ohe si strugga, e pur ti sfida a morta • 

Che giu dall' Alpi non redrei lorrBDti 

Bcender d' HmiBli. oi di Buigue tini 
Berer 1' onda ild Po g&Uici armenti ; 

Hi I* Tedrei del non tuo ferro cmU 

FugDRT col bnccio di alnulere geiiti 

Per »erTir HnupfB, a rincilrice o rir 

Co pretttutt tulp: 

It thon not been too n»tion«' queen, fair Italy 1 though now 
CtuDce giTce to them tlie diadem Uiat once adamed thy brow ? 
Too bMUtifol for tyrant's rule, too proud for handniwd'a duty — 
Would tlion hadst leea of loTelinoBi, or Btronglh ns well aa beftutyl 

Hie fttal light of bcBut; bright vith feU Bltnction shone. 
Fatal to thee, for tyranle be the lovera thou hast won ! 
That forebesd fair it doom'd Co wenr its shame'e deeding proof. 
And ■laverT'i print in damning tint atamji'd b; a deepot'a hoof 1 

Were ftrenrth and power, ainiden! thy dower, Kum should thftt 

robber- band, 
Th>t prawig unhid thj Tinea amid, Hj icourg'd &om aS that land ; 
Hot wouldit thou fear yon foreigner, nor be condemned lo ape 
Drink in tbe flow of <!lBSBic Po barbariui cavalry. 

Climito of art I th; sons depnrt to gih! a TnDdal'e throne ; 
To battle led, their blood is shed in i^onlcsts not Iheir own ;— 
Kii'd with jou horde, go draw tbj aword, nor aak what enuae 'tia for : 
— ■" ' ■ ia cast — alaye W the last I oonqucr'd or conqueror I 

, Truly IB Italj the " climate of art," as I have designated 

' — -" y verBion ; for even the peasantry, admitted aa tJiey 

/ are, by the wiae munificence of the reigning 
ea, to all public collectiooa of sculpture and painting, 
B aa instinctive admiration of tlie capi d' opera of tbe 
_^ oat celebrated masters, easily diatinguiahing them from 
the multitude of inferior productiona with which they are 
eenerallv surrounded. This itinate perception appeara the 
birtfarignt of every son of Italy ; and I have often liatened 
with aurpHse to the observations of tbe artificera of Kome, 
and the dwellera of the neighbouring hilla, as they atrolled 
through the Vatican gallery, Tliere is one statue in rather 
8n unirequeoted, but vast magnificent church, of the Eter^ 
ul City, round which I never tailed to meet a group of 


enthusiastic admirers : it is the celebrated Moses ; in whidi 
Frenchmen have only found matter for vulgar jest, but 
which the Italians view with becoming venerafcon. One of 
the best odes in the language has been composed in honour 
of this glorious effort of Buonarotti's chisel. 

II HSLoae tit i^tcf^el 9nsrUi. 

Sonetto di Giambattista Ztqtpi. 

Chi ^ costui, che in si gran pietra Bcolto 

Siede, gi^ante, e le piil illustri e conte 

Opre delT arte avanza, e ha yive e pronte 
Le labbra ai che le parole asoolto ? 

Queatd h Mos^ ; ben me *1 dioeva il folto 
Onor del mento, e '1 doppio raggio in fronte i 
Questi h Mos^, quando scendea dal monte, 

E gran parte del Nume avea nel volto. 

Tal era allor, che le sonante e vaste 

Acque ei sospese a Be d' intomo ; e tale 
Quanao il mar chiuse, e ne fe tomba altruL 

E vol, sue turbe, im rio vitello alzaste ? 

Alzata aveste immago a questa eguale ; 
Ch' era men fedlo 1* adorar costui. 

®^t to t]^e Statue of jHof^rif 

At the foot of the Mausoleum qf Pope Julhu IL in the Church qf St. 
Peter ad Vincula, Rome — the Masterpiece qf Michael Angfclo* 

Statue ! whose giant limbs 
Old Buonarotti plann'd. 
And Genius carved with meditative hand, — 
Thy dazzling radiance dims 
The best and brightest boasts of Sculpture^s favourite land. 

What dignity adorns 
That beard's prodigious sweep I 
That forehead, awful with mysterious horns 
And cogitation deep, 
Of some uncommon mind the rapt beholder warns. 

In that proud semblance, well 
Mv soul can recognise 
The propnet fresh from converse with the skies | 
Nor is it hard to tell 
The liberator's name, — ^the Guide of IsrafiL 

Tin soses op itjut. S98 

Well might tlie d«y respond 
Obeditmt to that voiw, 
Wbtn on the Bed S» ihore ho wnrni his wand. 
And bade the tribe* njoiw, 
Sand from the jawniDg gulf and ilia Egjptian'i bond ! 

Fools ! in Ibe irildemeu 
YeniKdaaOfof eold! 
Had je then wonhipped what 1 now behold, 
Your crime bad been br leas — 
For je liad beni the knee to one of godULo mould ! 

There is a Btrikio^ boldness in the concluding stanza, war- 
I nnt«d however by the awftil majesty of the colossal figure 

Smollett has giTen us a delightful " Ode to Leven Water," 
in which, with enraptured complacency, he dwells on the 
varied beauties of tlie Scottish stream, its flowery banks, and 
ite scaly denizens. By way of contrast, it may not be un- 
-'-asant to peruse an abusive and angry lyric addressed to 
! Tiber bv an Italian poet, who appears to have been 
isappointeJ in the uncouth appearance of that turbid river ; 
aving pictured it to his young imagination as an enchant- 
' ing silvery flood, The wrath of tins bard is amusing ; hut 
's sometimes eloquent in hia ire. 

Irintd aDhTctftfrn to tti Citirc. 

fil Ztbrn. 

Alittandro Gaidi. 

Giaier limpide ed amene i 
E che qid hobtd e lento 
Stcfae il Tento, 
E die d' or fotder I' areoe. 

Ua *ag6 Inngi dal Tern 

n penaiero 
In fonnar ai bello il Qume ; 
Or die in nva a lui mi aeg 

lo ben tfg^o 
□ >ao Tolto e il juo cutume. 

Hod taught mv mind to think 
That over aiui^a of gold 
Tlij hinpid waiers rolled. 
And ever-vcrilant laurela grew upon 
Ihj brink. 

Bui br in otlier guise 
The rude reality hath mei mine e^ea. 
Here, leatBcl on thj bank, 



Non oon onde liete e ohiare 

Oorre al mare; 
PaMa torbido ed oscuro : 
I Baoi lidi austro percuote 
E gli «ouote 
Freddo turbine d' Arturo. 

Quanto h foUe quella nave 

Che non pave 
I suoi Yortici Bdegnosif 

£ non Ba ohe (ibntro 1* aoque 
A lui piacque 
Di fondar* perigli ascosi. 

Suol troTarsi in suo cammino 

Quiyi il pino 
Trik profonde ampie cayeme ; 
D*improTvi80 ei giunge al lito 

Di Cocito 
A Bolcar quell* onde inferne. 

Quando in Sirio il Sol riluce^ 

£ conduce 
L' ore fervide inquiete, 

Chi conforto al Tebro chiede 

Ben* a-' awede 
Di cercarlo in grembo a Lete. 

Ognun sa come spumoso, 

Sin con mar prende oontesa, 
Vuol talor passar yeloce 

L* alta foce, 
Quando Teti ^ d* ira aocesBa. 

Quindi avrien ch' ei fa ritomo 

Pien di Bcomo, 
£ b' ayyenta alle rapine : 
Si diyora il bosco, e il boIco, 
E il bifolco 
Kuota in cima alle mine. 

Fondly I £uicied thine 
The waye pellucid, and tiie Kaiad*i 
In orjBtal grot below ; 
But thy tempeBtuous course 
Buna turbulent and hoarse. 
And, swelling with wild wrath, thj 
wintry waters flow. 

Upon thy bosom dark 
Peril awaits the light confiding bark, 
In eddying yortez swamp*d ; 
Foul, treacherous, and deep, 
Thy winding waters sweep, 
Enyeloping their prey in dismal roin 

Fast in thy bed is sunk 
The moimtain pine-tree*8 broken 
Aimed at the galley's keel ; 
And well thy waye can waift 
Upon that broken shaft 
The barge, whose sunken wreck thy 
bosom will conceaL 

The dog-Btar*8 sultiy power, 
The summer heat, the noontide's 
feryid hour, 
That fires the mantling blood. 
Yon cautious swain can't urge 
To tempt thy dangerous surge, 
Or cool his limbs withm thy dark in- 
sidious flood. 

IVe marked thee in thy pride. 
When struggle fleroe thy disem- 
boguing tide 
With Ocean's monarch held ; 
But, quickly oyercome 
By Neptu&e's masterdom. 
Back thou hast fled as oft, inglorious^ 

Often, athwart the fields 
A giant's strength thy flood redund- 
ant wields. 
Bursting aboye its brims — 
Strength that no dyke cau (h»ok: 
Dire is the haryest-wreck ! 
Buoyant, with lofty horns, th* ai&igfat^ 
ed bullock swims I 


n frequeati Uliulri BUari, 

Qa^ onori 
r cui tanto egli si noma 
Fi™ son d' aiitiohi eroi, 

I son doni alQii ili BouuL 

But Btill tliT proudest boast, 
Tiber! and what briuga bonour to 
Ikee moat, 
Is, that ihj waters roll 
Fut hj lb' et«maJ bDme 
01 aiory's daughter. RoMSg 
And that thy billowB bath* 'Jie bbctmI 

li fan Dbiaro H gnm tngitto Famed is (hj itream for her, 

Dell' inrilU) neliB,thjcurreDt'Btirgln conqueror, 

ir di Clelia al ninl Boniano, And lum who stemmed the maKli 

E il guerner [the sopra il potite Of Tiueaay's proud host, 

■" '"a fronle When, firm at honour's post, 

ontro al re Toieauo. Ha wared bii blood-stained blade 
above the broken arch '. 


Fu di Bomolo la gente 

Che il tridente 

Di ReMuno in mnn gli pi 

Ebbe allor del mar 1' ii 

ion&odo intomo eorsii 

OFBomulus the sons, 
To torrid Afriaina, to froten Huns, 
Have taught thy name, O Hood ! 
And to tliat utnciost lerge, 
Wliere radiant Ij emerge 
Apollo's car of Qnmeand goldon-foot«d 




il cnidel, cbe il t 
i spBEur msi sempre il IroDO, 
Speuo a Boma insutti rende, 
£d oflcnde 
L'oinbre auguate oU' ume in 


110)1 glory lent. 

I'huu makest foul return ; 

Insulting with thj ware 

Fscb Boman ]iero's ^rave, 

And Sclpio'a dust that fulg yon 

Stxrated urn! 

Turn we now to Dante. I liave alwajB been of opinion, 
that the terxa rima in which he wrote was bo peculiar a 
feattire of the Inneiiage, and a form of verse so exclusively 
adapted tn the Italian idiom, as to render any attempt to 
tranalate hJm in the Btttm rhymed measure a dangerous ex- 
periment. Even Byron, in hia " Prophecy of Dante," Iiaa 
failed to render it acceptable to our English ear. The 
*■ Bonnet" is aJso, in my humble judgment, an unnational 
poetic atructure, and Be little suited to our northern lan- 
guages ft« the Italian villa-style of Palladio to our climate. 
Few English sonnets have ever gained celebrity among the 
masses. There is a lengthened but not unmusical sort 
of line, in which I think the old Florentine's numbers 
light sweep along with aomethiag like native dignity. 


l,a 9otta IKe( infmiQ. 

Dante, Cant. III. 

** Peb ice si va nella. crrrk. doientb. 
Per ice si ta kbll' etebno dolobb, 
Feb he si ta tea la peeduta gekte. 


Lasciate ogni sfebakza yoi oh* intbatb.^ 

Queste parole, di colore oscurOf 

Yid' io 8(nritte al sommo d' una porta 
Perch* io, "Maestaro! il senso lor m* e dupo." 

Ed egli a me come persona acoorta, 
" Qui 81 convien lasoiar ogni sospetto, 
Ogni yiltji convien che qui sia morta. 

Noi sem yenuti al luogo ov* i* t' o detto^ 

Che tu vedrai le genti doloroBe, 
Ch* hanno perduto *1 ben' dell* intellefcto.'* 

E poichfe la eua mano alia mia pose, 
Con heto yolto, ond io mi confortai. 
Mi mise dentro alle secrete cose $ 

Quivi sospiri, pianti, ed alti guai 

Risonayan per 1* aere senza stelle, 
Perch' io nel cominciar ne lagrimai. 

Diverse lingue, orribili favelle, 
Parole di dolore, accenti d' ira, 

Voci alte e fioche, e suon di man con elic^ 

Facevano un tumulto il qual s* aggira 

Sempre 'n quell' aria senza tempo tints^ 
Come 1 arena quando '1 turbo spira. 

Ed io, ch' avea d* orror la testa cinta, 
Dissi, " Maestro, che h quel' ch' i odo ? 
E che gent' e che par nel duol si vinta ?** 

Ed egli a me : " Questo misero modo 

Tengon T anime triste di colore, 
Che visser senza infamia e senxa lodo» 

Mischiate sono a quel cattivo ooro 
Degli angeli che non furon ribeUii 
^i fur fideli a Dio ma per a^ foraw 


CuKiarli i cid' par nan mmq- men b«lli, 

Ke lo pro&Ddo infenio gli riivrE, 
Cb' rIcuiw gloria i rci avrcbber d' elli," 

Ed io ! " Mieitro, che i t»nto grero 
A lor che iBminitAr gH fa si forte f" 
Bispon : " Dicerolti aolto breve. 

QuestJ nan huma ■penuiia di mortem 

£ la lur decs TitB e taoto buaa 
Cbe 'DTidiosi bob d' ogni nltn aorte. 

Fsms di lor il mondo eater noa luis ; 
Mian-Lcordia e ([iualiiia |;li adpgna. 

l^t IBoxii) of 9dl. 


\ " Sttt p( iln pait) liniili 6pi 1^' tofO'd of ffioB fox aintnll niDnala P 

■ Al till ripTobatc iliis is iI)e gali. Ifiiat ate Ibt gloiiini! potials ! 
B-JoTBinnianS nimt Itom lift bit if) of temt Cug3< Uaa tf)ia fiulii^ 

■ ]:n((rital 

V'Gnatl In all Ikoft on ibis tI)ris|jDlti ftiop! I]'" reigns Otspaii 
^ EKinal." 

I md viih Uan thcM oharacton — tcora ihed an man'i behalf ; 
£arh «orii seemed frnugbt ■with painful tliought, tliB losi aoul's epitaph. 
Torning diBinajed. " Diyatic aliade I" I cri^ " my kindly Mentor, 
Of comiort, ea;, can no awcet raj thwe dark dominioiu enter P" 

" Mj Bon !" replied the gluMll; guide^ " thia ia the dark abode 

Of Ibe guilty dud — aliiiie they tread hell'a melancholy road. 

Brace up thy nerreal tkia hourdeaeriGt that 3Iind should hsTe rontrol, 

Aiid bid avauct fbara that irould haunt the cUj-impriaoned iouL 

W'ti n be the taak. when Ihoii ahalt ask, each myatery lo aolre ; 
AnoD loT na dark Erebus bavk il all its gales rciolTe — 
HeQ shall (lisoloao iti deepest woea, tneh puniahraeut, each pwig. 
Saint hath rerealedi or eye beheld, or Qame-tongued prophet aung." 

Bates were unrolled of iron mould — a dumal dungeon yawntd ! 
We passed — we stood — 'tiru toll we yiew'd ! — eternity had daimtd I 
Space oQ our aight burst infinite — echoes were heord remolo j 
Stuieks loud and drear startled our ear, and stripes inteaaaut suet*. 


Borne on the blast strange wluspers passed ; and er«r and anon 
Athwart tlie plain, like hurricane^ God's Tengeanoe would come on ! 

Then sounds, breathed low, of gentler woe soft on our hearing stole ; 
Captives so meek fain would I seek to comfort and console : 
" O let us pause and learn the cause of so much grie^ and why 
Saddens the air of their despair the unayailing sigh ! *' 

" My son ! Heaven grants them utterance in plaintive notes of woe ; 
In tears their grief mav find relief, but hence they never go. 
Fools ! they beheved that if they lived blameless and vice eschewed, 
6k>d would dispense with excellence, and give beatitude. 

They died ! but naught of virtue brought to win their Maker's praise ; 
No deeds of worth the page set forth Uu&t chronicled their days. 
Fixed is their doom — eternal gloom ! to mourn for what is past, 
And weep aloud amid that crowd with whom their lot is cast. 

One fate they share with spirits fair, who, when rebellion shook 
God's holy roof, remained aloof^ nor part whatever took i 
Drew not the sword against their Lorid, nor yet upheld his throne : 
Ck>uld Qod for this make perfect bUss theirs when the fight was won P 

The world knows not their dreary lot, nor can assuage their pangs. 
Or cure the curse of fell remorse, or blunt the tiger's fangs. 
Mercy disdains to loose their chains — the hour of grace has been ! 
Son ! let that class imheeded pass — unwept, though not unseen.*' 

The very singular and striking moral inculcated by Dante 
in this episode, where he consigns to hopeless misery those 
" good easy souls'* who lead a worthless career of selnshness, 
though exempt from crime, is deserving of serious attention. 

From Dante's " Hell," the transition to the " Wig of 
Father Roger Boscovich" may appear abrupt ; but I never 
terminate a paper in gloomy or doleful humour. Wherefore 
I wind up by a specimen of jplayftil poetry, taken firom a 
very scarce work printed at Venice in 180i, and entitled 
" Le Opere Poetiche dell' Abate Giulio Cesare Cordara," 
ex- Jesuit and ex-historiographer to the Society, connected 
by long friendship with his con/r^re, the scientific and accom- 
plished Boscovich, concerning whom there is a short notice 
elsewhere,* to which I refer the reader, should he seek to know 
more about the proprietor of the wig. Nor, perhaps, will a 
Latin translation of this ^>u d' eitprit be unacceptable. 

* See Paper on Literature and the Jesuits. 

ruE soBiia OF italy. 

AUa Stmicca Dtl |9aDrt Biiggtro Soscobict). 

O mne, o cno che <i<i <D foiti etromeata 

Di foUi Bmori, e «ol fetmninEa mm. 
Or Ki del wio Auggor fltruio ornamento ^ 

Conoaci tu 1' cccelu toa veacnn, 
B ti sareeti mu imnuigiDato 
Di bre »1 mondo una ai gran Qgura P 

Qnal che si fane il ct 

Foaie pur di leg:^ 

Ceito lion fbsti mai t. 

nobtl Tollo, 

Di vsgn donuB in Miute eri pi 
Ma i dl piseari Deghittosi a vifi 
A im laddo crietallo oguor rivolto. 

Sol peiuier tbtu, e astuiie fermainili 

Coprifi nllor, e inBidioaa rete 
Co' tuai formaTi inDuiellUi fili. 

Quando coKtretto lo foUi? Kingueta 
A watir d' un' nm&nh^ rhc delin, 
Qiuuido smaoie s veder d' ire inquietf . 

ForM) Ulor ti ai BTrentd cou irs 

A icspigliotti un' invtda nviili!. 
Come {othuuiu tuol quando a* adira i 

Infin, nido di gtilli originale, 
Tntinionio di &odi o di iDeniognc, 
T arera fiitta il tuo deetin IktnJs. 

Vk i fior Tcrmigli e I' odorate (o^e, 

M* la Candida poire, ond' an aapeno, 
FaDBin eompenao a taute tae Torgogne. 

Ha come (atto sei da te diFerao, 
DaocW iwi™ dalla tiI conice, 

Di Qon tuo c«po io crin, fo sti njHTcrei: 

Fri tutte le pcrrucche or lei fblifo, 

Che aebben' torta, incolla, e msl vfrnte^ta 
(Come pur troppo immaginar ne lief), 

Puoi per6 glorinMi, e fnmp testa 
Che akra non In gianunai dal ciel elrtto 
A ricoprir si vouaranda le«ta 1 


0)le to tfie 8Btg of dTatf^n: l^oicobkhf 


With awe I look on that penikei 

Where Learning is a lodger, 
And think, whene er I see that hair 
Which now you wear, some ladye fair 
Had worn it once, dear Boger I 

On empty skull most beautiful 
Appeared, no doubt, those locks, 

Onoe the bright grace of pretty {fu» ; 

Kow far more proud to be allowed 
To deck thy "knowledge-box." 

Condemned to pass before the glass 

Whole hours each blessed morning, 
Twas desperate long, with curling-tong 
And tortoise-shell, to haye a belle 
Thee frizzing and adorning. 

Blight ringlets set as in a net, 
To catch us men like fishes ! 
Your eyery lock concealed a stock 
Of female wares — ^lore's pensiye cares, 
Vain dreams, and futile wishes ! 

Tliat ehevelure has caused, I'm sure. 

Full many a loyer^s qiuurrel ; 
Then it was decked with flowers select 
And myrtle-sprig : but now a wie, 
'Tis circled with a laurel ! 

Where fresh and new at first they grew, 

Of whims, and tricks, and fancies. 
Those locks at best were but a nest :— 
Their beine spread on learned head 
Vastly their worth enhances. 

From flowers exempt, uncouth, unkempt-« 

Matted, entangled, thick ! 
Mourn not the loss of curl or gloss— 
'Tis i^fra dig, Thou abt THE WIQ 
Ov BoGEB BoaooYiCH ! 

Be Seta Coma I&ogert Soi^cobtcfitu 


Casaries ! yanum vesani nuper amoris 
Forsitan illicinm, curaque fosminea. 



There is eitaot among the poems of Cordftra a fiirther la- 
mentation on the sale of this wig, affep BoBcorich's denth, 
to a Jew broker — 

ta. o case nerSdo e Tea I 

from whom it was purchased bj a farmer, and ultimately 
fixed on a pole, in a cabbage-garden, to fright the birds, 
" fitr tpaventaf gli uccelli." — But I feel droway to-night, and 
cftiiQOt pursue the subject. Molly I bring my night-cap ! 


No. XII. 



*' ded neque Medorum, bjIyib ditiflBima, terra, 
Nee pulcher G^ges, atque auro turbidus Hermus, 
Laudibus Ttalis oertent ; non Bactra, neque Indi, 
Totaque thuriferis FanchaXa pingois arenia." 

YiBO. Georp. U. 

We've met with glees ^fram the Chinete!** translations **from ike 

Persian ;" 
Sanscrit weVe had, fipom Hjdrabad, Sir William Jones's yersion. 
We've also seen (in a magazine) nice jawbreakers **/rom Sckiller ;" 
And "tales" by folks, who gives us "jokes," omitting **/rom Joe 

Of plain broad Scotch a neat hotch-potch Hogg sends us from the 

Highlands ; 
There are songs too **/rom the Hindis,** and "from the Sandwck 

'Tis deemed most wise to patronise Munchausen, Gk>ethe, Ossian ; 
To make a stand for ^* fatherland** or some other land of GK)shen. 
Since wo must laud things from abroad, and smile on foreign capers. 
The land for me is Italy, with her SONGS ^from the Prout Papers:* 

O. Y. 

There baa arisen in England a remarkable predilection for 
tbe literature of tbe continent. Tbe great annual fiair at 
Leipsic is drawing more and more tbe attention of our book- 
sellers ; to tbe detriment of " tbe Row." Nor are our lus- 
torians and poets, our artists in tbe novel-making line (male 
and female), our bumble cobblers at tbe dramatic buskin, 
and our industrious bodmen from tbe sister island wbo coo- 
tribute to build cyclopaedias, tbe only labouring poor tiirown 
out of employment ; but even our brotbers in poverty and 
genius, tbe old Englisb ballad-singers, blind-nddlera> and 
pipers, bave been compelled to give place to tbe barrel- 
organ, a mere piece of macbinery, wmcb bas superseded 

lEE B0K08 OF ITitt. 


1 talent. The old national tlaimaQta on public 
sulors with wooden legs aad broken-down 
■venders," have giren way to Polish " Couatt" and 
1 " broom-girU." Bulwer thougbt himBelf a lucky 
dog, R few weeks ago, to have got a day'e work on a political 
pamphlet, — that being part of the ciift which no foreigner 
has yet monopolised. The job was soon done ; though 'twaa 
but a sorry hit, after all. Ue is now engaged on a patbetio 
loraount of real life, the " Laat Daj-s of Grub Street." 
Matters must have gone bard with Xom Moore, since we 
im with deep feelings of coiiipaBsion that he is driven to 
compile a " History of Ireland." Theodore Hook, deter- 
mined to make hay while the sun shines, has taken the 
~ Bull" by the horns ; we are to have three vols. 6vo. of 
"rost bif."* Theodore ! host thou never ruminated the 
riom — 

" Un diner richaaffi ne Tilut j&mais riec?" 

Tom Campbell, hopeless of giving to public taste anv 
other save a foreign direction, has gone to Algiers, deter- 
mined on exploring the recondite literature of the Bedouins. 
He baa made surprising progress in the dialects of FeE, 
Tunis, and Mauntania; and, like Ovid among the Scy- 
thians — 

" Jum didici Gtetici SarmsCicdque 1i>qui." 

He may venture too far into the interior, and some barbarian 
prince may detMu him as a laureate. We may hear of hia 
Deing " bound in Morocco." 

This taste for foreign betlet letlret is subject to variation 
and vicissitude. The gorgeous imaginings of Oriental fancy, 
of which the "Arabian Kights," and the elegant Eclogues 
of Collins, were the dawn, have bad their day : tlie sun of 
the East has gone down, in the western tale of the " Fire- 
worshippers." A surfeit is the moat infallible cure ; we re- 
collect the voracity with which " Lalla Rookh" was at first 
devoured, and the subsequent disrelish for that most luaci- 

• The prtjccted republication of tinao fucetue hu not tnkm nbw, 
Ihongh iitinoan«rf *t tlie time in lifo volmne* post 8to. Alb«nv 
7(itibliini;TiF Bubaiiquimtlj FEprintf d iiiti iinidiii frcini llie " 'KtamVarr.'' 


ouB volume. There is an end to tbe popularity once enjoyed 
by camels, houris, bulbuls, silver bells, silver veils, cinnunoa 
groves, variegated lamps, and Buch other etoi'k items aa madft 
up the Oriental (thuw-ooi. Tbis leads to a melaucholy tnun 
of thought : we deUict ourselves " wandering in dreams " 
to tbat period of our scbool-daya when Tom was ia bigb 
feather, — 

" And oft when alo[n\ »t the elo«o of tha year. 
We thiitli,^I« the aighCingale ainging tliere yel f 
Are the roMS iHll sweet bj tho aalm Bendemeer t" 

Ue bas tried his hand at Upper Canada and Lower E^ypt— 
and speut some " Evenings in Greece ;" but " disastrous twi- 
light" and the " chain of silence" (wbatever that ornament 
may be) now hongs over bim. 

"HoriB Sinicffi" found favour in the "barbarian 
Viscount Kingsborough has been smitten with the brunette 
muses of Meiico. Lord Byron once set up " Hebrevr Melo- 
dies," and had a season of it ; but Murray nas sooa compelled 
to bang the noble poet's Jew's-harp on the willows of modem 
Babylon. We recollect when there was a rage for German 
and High Dutch poetry. The classics of Greece and Borne, 
with their legitimate descendants, those of France, Italy, 
and England, were flung aside for the writers of Scandinavia 
aud the poets of the Danube. Tired of nectar and ambrosia, 
my pubfic sat down to a platter of foufifraut with Kaut, 
Goethe, and Kiopstock. The chimeras of transcendental 
and transrhenane philosophers found admirers ! — 'twas the 
reign of the nightmare — 

*' OmnigETnflinque DeUni monstra, ct laCrgtor Anubis, 
Coatja NeptuQuiQ ot Venprem, caatraque Minervam." 

jSittid Fill. 

But latterly Teutonic authors are at a discount ; and, in 
spite of the German confederacy of quacks and duncea, 
common sense boa resumed its empire. ?fot that we object 
to foreign literature, provided we get productions of genius 
and taste. The liomana in their palmiest days of conquest 
gave a place in the Pantheon to the gods of each province 
they had added to their empire ; but they look caro to 
select the most graceful and godlike of these foreign ddtiea, 
eschewing what was too u^y to figure in company with 


Apollo. Tura ne dow to Pniut and his gleaninga in thf 
fertile field of hia sclectiou, " Hcsperi^ m uagod." 


itartt Ul, 1B35. 

WalergraiiMll, Ftb. 1830. 

I HKSUME to-night the topic of Italian minBtrelsy, In 
conning over a paper penned b; me a few eremogB ago, I 
do not feel satisfied vitb the teuour of my musings. The 
rtart from the fountain of Vaucluse waa fair ; but after 
gliding along the claesic Po and the majestic Tiber, it waa 
an unseemly termination of the essay to engulf itself in the 
cavity of a bob-wig. An unlucky " cul de sac," into which 
I must b''ive strolled under sinister guidance. Did Molly 
put an extra glass into my vesper bowl p 

When the frost is abroad and the moon is up, and naught 
disturbs the serenity of this mountain wilderuesa, and the 
bright cheerful buruing of the fragrant turf-fire betokeba 
the salubrity of the circumambient atmospbere, I experi- 
ence a buoyancy of spirit unknown to the grovelling sen- 
analjst or the votary of fashion. To them it rarely occurs 
to know that highest state of enjoyment, expressed with 
curious felicity in the hemistich ol Juvenal, " Meta tana in 
carpore $aao." Could they relish with blind old Milton the 
nocturnal visitings of poesy ; or feel the deep enthusiasm 
of those ancient hermits who kept the desert awake with 
canticiea of praise ; or, with the oldest of poets, the Ara- 
bian Job. commune with heaven, and raise their thoughts to 
the BeilJ" " w/io gicelh »ong» in the night" (Job iiST. 10), 
they would acknowledge that mental luxuries are cheaply 
purchased by the relinquishment of grosser dehghts. A 
Greek (Eustatbius) gives to Night the epithet of lufooni, or 
'■ parent of happy thoughts :" and the " Noctes Atticw" of 
Aulus Qellius ore a noble prototype of numerous lucubrsk- 
tioua rejoicing in a similar title, — from the " Mille et une 
Nuits" to the " Notti Eomane al Sepolcro deirii Scipioni," 
from Young's plaintive " Night Thoughta" to tbe " Ambro- 


Bian" pemoctations called ambrosiana, — all oearing testi- 
mony to the genial influence of the stilly hour. The oird of 
Minerva symbolized wisdom, from the circumstance of its 
contempt for the vulgarities of day ; and Horace sighs with 
becoming emotion when he calls to his recollection the 
glorious banquetings of thought and genius of which the 
sable goddess was the ministiant — O noetes cosnteque DeUm ! 
TertuUian tells us, in the second chapter of the immortal 
" Apology," that the early Christians spent the night in 
pious " melodies," that morning often dawned upon their 
"songs" — antelueanis horia eanebant. He refers to the tes- 
timony of Pliny (the Proconsul's letter to Trajan) for the 
truth of his statement. Yet, with all these matters staring 
him in the face, Tom Moore, led away by his usual levity, 
and addressing some foolish girl, thinks nothing of the pro- 
posal " to steal a few hours from the night, my dear /" — a 
sacrilege, which, in his eye, no doubt, amounted only to a 
sort of petty larceny. But Tom Campbell, with that phi- 
losophic turn of mind for which he is so remarkable, con- 
nects the idea of inspiration with the period of " sunset :" 
the evening of life, never failing to bring " mystical lore." 
Impressed with these convictions, the father of Italian sons, 
in the romantic dwelling which he had built unto himself 
on the sloping breast of the Euganeian hills, spent the de- 
cline of his days in the contemplation of loftiest theories, 
varying his nocturnal devotions with the sweet sound of the 
lute, and rapt in the alternate Elysium of piety and poetry. 
In these ennobling raptures he exhaled the sweet perfume 
of his mind's immortal essence, which gradually disengaged 
itself from its vase of clay. " Oblivion stole upon his vestal 
lamp :" and one morning he was found dead m his library, 
reclming in an arm-chair, his head resting on a book, 20th 
July, 1374. 

"• vTiether the enviable fate of Petrarea will be mine, I 
know not. But, like him, I find in literature and the 
congenial admixture of holier meditations a solace and a 
comfort in old age. In his writings, in his loves, in his sor- 
rows, in the sublime aspirations of his soul, I can freely 
sympathise. Laura is to me the same being of exalted ex- 
cellence and cherished purity ; and, in echoing from this 
remote Irish hill the strains of his immortal lyre, I hope to 


Ore io fuma ue uiquiBlo." 

"paptrt" may promote his wishes in this reBpect. Dis- 
IDgaged from all the ties that bind others to exiBteoce, 
•oUtarjr, childleBs, what occupatioa more eititsble to mj 
reamAnt of life could I adopt than the exercise ol' meiaorr 
and mind of which they are the fruit ? "Wlien I slitiU seek 
my lonely pillow to-night, after " outwatching the beur," I 
shall cheerfully eonsign. another document to " the chest," 
and bid it go join, in that miBcellaneoaa aggregate, the 
mental progeny of my old age. Thia " rheit" may be the 
fioffin of my thoughts, or the cradle of my renown. In it 
r meditations may be matured by some kind editor into 
pkimate manhood, to walk the world and tell of their po- 
"nntage; or else it may prove a silent sarcophagus, where 
ley may moulder iu decay. In either case I am resigned, 
y I enw not the more fortunate candidates for public favour: 
I bold enmity to none. For my readers, if I have any, all 
I (uroect on their part is, that they may eihibit towards a 
feeble garrulous old man the same disposition he feels for 
tbem. 'OlTtt biamwi lya biarikio f/aiinoti rrarni iifiai roiRturqf 
imnXianti /mi <r^n; nuravi ro* ctj'iitta. (^tjfiinfS, n^^i enfiat.') 

This exordium of that grand masterpiece, in which the 
Athenian vindicates bis tiue to a crown of gold presented 
by hia fellow-citizena, leads me, by a natural transition, to 
a memorable event iu Petrarca's life, — that ebullition 
of enthusiasm, when the senators of Home, at the sugges- 
tion of Bobert, King of Naples, and with the applause and 
concurrence of all tne free states of Italy, led the poet in 
triumph to the Capitol, and placed on his venerable head a 
wnatn of laurel. The coronation of the laureate who first 
bore the title, is too important to he lightly glanced at. 
The ingenious Mod. de Stati (who has done more by her 
"De I'AHemagne" to give vogue to Germanic literature 
than the whole schiittery of Dutch authorship and thu 



lanbtffelgt'nf Teutonic writers), in her roDiance of " Corii 
na," has aei/ed with avidity on the incident. 

Concerning this solemn incoronation, we have from Ih 
pen of an eye- witness, Giiido d'Arezzo, details, told in etyl 
most quaint, and with sundry characteristic comments. I 
those days of primeval simplicity, in the absence of ctct 
other t«pic of excitement (for tlie crusades had well nig 
worn themBclves out of popular favour), the icial attendai 
on this occurrence poBseased a sort of European interest 
The name of the " Laureate" (now worn by the vcnerftbli 
dweller of the lakes, the patriarch Southey) was then fij 
proclaimed, amid the shouts of applauding thousands, . 
the seven hills of the Eternal City, and echoed back witi 
enthusiasm from the remotest comers of Christendom. 
a subsequent a^, when the same honour, with the same ii 
posing ceremonial, was to be conferred on Tasso, I dontl 
whether the event would have enlisted to the aa 
the sympathieB of Europe, or the feelings even of the Ita 
lian public. It were bootless, however, to dwell on the pre 
bobiCties of the case ; for Death interposed his veto, an 
stretched out his bony hand between the laurel wretitli sa 
the poor maniac's brow, who, on the very eve of the d^ 
fixed for his ovation, expired on the Janiculum hill, in tb 
romantic hermitage of St. Onuirio. Oft have I eat undo 
that same cloister- wall, where he loved to bask in the mO 
ijay of the setting sun, and there, with Bome's awful volum 
spread out before me, pondered on the frivolity of fam< 
The ever-enduring vine, with ita mellow freight dependea 
from the antique pillars, clustered above mv head ; while a 
my feet lay the flagstone that once covered his remains ; am 
" bsSA ToEQUATi Tassi," deep carved on the marble Soot 
abundantly fed the meditative mind. Petrnrca's grave 
had previously visited in the mountain hamlet of Arqu]) 
during my rambles through Lombardy ; and while I sileotlj 
recalled the inscription thereon, I breathed for both t' 
prayer that it contains — 



" TliB 8eT. Lnwreuoo Steme, in hia vary reputable work • 


But a truce to this moralising train of thought, and turn 

^me to the gay Bc«ne described 5y Guido d" Arezzo, Be it 

I then understood, tliat on the mormng of Easter Sunday, 

1. April 15, 1341, a period of the ecdeeiaeticftl year at which 

■•erciwda of pil^Jus visited the shrine of the spostlea, and 

I Some was tliroDged with the representatives of every Chri»- 

Iti&n land, after the performance of a solemn high mass in 

B'tbe old Basilica of St. Feter's (for religion in those days 

K'ipiixed itself up with every public act, and sanctitit'd every 

Kondertaking), the decree ot Eobert, King of Naples, waa 

■<t3iily read, setting" forth how, after a diligent eiaminatioD 

md tri^ in all the departments of poetry and all the ac* 

mplishments of elegant Uterature, in addition to a know* 

1^ most extensive of theology and history, Francis Pe- 

irca had evinced unparalleled proficiency in all the recog- 

led acquirements of scholarship, and given undoubted 

■pFOoia ot ability and genius; wherefore, m his favour, it 

Keemed fit and becoming that the proudest mark of distinc- 

■tiua known among the ancient Romans should be conferred 

|;j>ii him, and that all the honours of the classic triumph 

ihould be revived on the occasion. It will be seen, how- 

iever, from the narrative of Guido, that some slightvarintions 

■fif costume and circumstance were introduced in the course 

l.of the exhibition, and that the getting up of the affair was 

laot altogether in bteral accordance with the rubrics which 

ulated such processions in the days of Paulus ^milius, 

rben captive kings and the milk-white bulla of ClytumnuB 

idomed the pageantry — 

" Bamaiias ad templa DeQm duifre triumphoe." 

Geary, II. 

" They put on his right foot (Guido loquitur) a sandal of 
d leather, cut in a queer shape, and fastened round the 
Jtle with purple Ugatures. This is the way tragic poets 
e shod. His left foot they then inserted into a kind of 

B"TriBt™m Sbnndy," bos tlie effVontery to tranBlalfl the rurae of Emcl- 
phus. Si aalonluli Dti el Firfinii Dei genelriat Maria, " Bj Ilie autho- 
BtJ' of God ind of the Virgin, mother and f/atronai ot our SiviouT I" 

I^UB distorting the orieiDal, to in sinuate prejudice agstnit ■ oLiae of 

[ifctlow-airiatians. Objection may be felt to tbo predommuuie of the 

B^eliiig iu question, — but fair phiy, Yorick I — Pboot. 


buBkin of violet oolour, made fast to the le|^ with blue 
thongs. This is the emblem worn bj writen in the comic 
line, and those who compose agreeable and pleasant matters. 
Violet is the proper colour of love. 

'' Over his tunic, which was of grey silk, thej placed a 
mantle of velvet, lined with green satin, to show that a 
poet's ideas should always be fresh and new. Bound his 
neck they hung a chain of diamonds, to signify that his 
thoughts should be brilliant and clear. There are many 
mysteries in poetry. 

" They then placed on his head a mitre of gold doth, 
tapering upwards in a conical shape, that the wreaths and 
garlands might be more easily worn thereon. It had two 
tails, or skirts, falling behind on the shoulders like the mitre 
of a bishop. There hung by his side a Ijre (which is the 
poet's instrument), suspended from a gold chain of inter- 
woven figures of snakes, to give him to understand that his 
mind must figuratively change its skin, and constantly re- 
new its envelope, like the serpent. When they had thus 
equipped him, they gave him a young maiden to hold up his 
train, her hair failing loose in ringlets, and her feet naked. 
She was dressed in the fur of a bear, and held a lighted 
torch. This is the emblem of folly, and is a constant at- 
tendant on poets !" 

When "the business of day" was over, the modem 
fashion of winding up such displays was perfectly well un- 
derstood even at that remote period, and a dinner was given 
to the lion of the hour in the still-sumptuous hall of the 
Palazzo Colonna. His " feeding-time" being duly got 
through, poetry and music closed the eventful evening; ; and 
Petrarca delighted his noble host and the assembled rank 
and fashion of Eome by dancing a Moorish pas seut with 
surprising grace and aguity. 

Covered with honours, and flushed with the applause of 
his fellow-countrymen, the father of Italian song was not 
insensible to the fascinations of literary renown, nor deaf to 
the whisperings of glory ; but love, the most exalted and 
refined, was still the guiding star of his path and the arbiter 
of his destiny. He has left us the avowal himself, in that 
beautiful record of his inmost feelings which he has entitled 
'* Secretum Francisd Petrarch®,*' where, in a £mded dia* 



e with the kindred soul of St. Augustin, he poure forth 
e fulness of hia heart with all the Hincerity of imtiire aud 
if genius. No two clerical characters seem to have been 
endowed by nature with more eiquiaite aensibilities than 
tlie AfricBu bishop and the priest of Provence. In the midst 
of hia triumph iiia thoughts wandered away to the far- 
diitant object of his aiTection ; and his mind was at Vau- 
dose while the giddy throng of his admirers showered 
g&rlsnds and burnt ineenae around his person. He fondly 
"ictured to himaelf the secret pride which the ladye of his 
we would perhaps feel in hearing of hia fame ; and the 
turel was doubly dear to him, because it recalled her cher- 
ihed name. The utter bopelessneBs of his passion seemed 
shed au undefinable hallowedneas over the aensations of 
B heart ; and it must have been in one of those momenta 
(f tender melancholy that he penned the following graceful, 
mt mysteriouB narrative of a supposed or real apparition. 


Fni due riciere all' ombrs d' im alloro, 
Leriuido 1 aole nlln atngion aoeFba. 
Ei« ill* ii»t« ti ^olce gnportm, 

Cb' i' ksciai per aei^rla ogni Uroro i 

Come r aTiLTO che 'n cercar tesoro. 
Con diletto r sfiaiiDO diSBC^erbn. 
" NEsetrjr xn Tocom," si Ijd ooUo d' inlomo 

Si<ritto ncefii di dintiiBDti, e di topnzj ; 
*' LlSEBA fABio *]. mo Cesabb pabtb." 

Ed en '1 aol gi^ rolto al mezio ^orno 

Qli oFchi nuei «taiichi di mirar, iion aMi 
QoBDd' ia oaddi nell' aciiiiB, ed ells gparve. 

lE^t Ttdfoii of Sctrarra. 
m with Kcrot awe — nor ken I what it wbtdb ; 
r, a jfcnUe doe it seemed with silrer homs. 

IB atwid, cloie bj a wood between two running stn»nut 

Did brightlj shone the morning sun upon thnt land of droMn* I 
The p)ctur«t hind fanoj designed glowing nilb lote uid hop*] 
Onoetul she »tep^ Imt diatant kept, like (ho timid antelope 

Plajrfol, yet eoj — with secret joj nor ir 


le Hoft inHue 


e of iweet oblivion iloU. 


Ootd I beheld and emerald on the coUkr tliat she vore ; 
Words too — but theirs won) charartBrB of legondii^ lore : 

" CKsai'fl "Daut fiaifi macii m> iiic ; ant Ibco' bia col'inn tbarat, 
Bnlsuiiiil] be mtn o'tr ()ill anD gltn Jr uanlKT b<ri at large" 

The «iin had now with radlnnt brow (iimbrd his roeridiau thront^ 

Yet atill mine eje untiringly gued on that kirelj one. 

A Toice WBB heard — quiuk diuppoared m; dream. Tlie apell in 

Tlien BuiDB distreis — to the conecioiuneBB of life I had awokml 

Still, the soul of Petrarca was ttt time* acceGsible t 
sterner impreasions. The call of patriotism never failed t 
lind u reBponBive echo in the hretiat of Italy's most disti» 
guished son ; and when, at the death of Benedict XIX, 
whiuh occurred at thia juncture, there arose a faToursble 
chance of serving his country, by restoring the papal jw 
sidence to the widowed city of Eome, he eagerly offered 
himself as one of the deputies to proceed to Avignon f<a 
the accomjiltshment of this wished- for conaummntioa 
Whether a secret anxiety to revisit the scetie of his eu-lj 
affections, and to enjoy once more the presenile »f his mil 
Ij'esB, may have mixed itself up with the aspirations c 
patriotiBm, it would not be eaay to decide; but he entere 
into the project with all the warmth of a devoted lover a 
Italy. His glorious dithyramb to that delightful, but con 
quered and divided land, bo often (Quoted, translated, aiM 
admired, is sufficient evidence of hia sentiments: but bi 
Laa taben care to put the matter beyond doubt in bis n 
gorous pamphlet, "Se Libertate capeasendA Exbortatio m 
JSicolaum Laurentium." This " Nieholaa" waa no other thai 
the famouB tribune Cola Bienzi, who, mainly excited by tbi 
proae as well aa the poetry of Petrorcai, raised the ataadan 
of independence against the petty tyrants of the Et«nui 
City in 1345, and for a briei' acace reacoed it from thraldoq 

Poetry is the nurae of freedom. From Tyrtieua to Bi 
ranger, the Muse haa befriendeii through every age the cauM 
of liberty. The pulse of patriotiara never beats with boldd 
throb than when the sound of martial song swells in the tal 
chorus of manly voices ; and it was in a great meaaur« thi 
rude energy of the "Marseillaise" that won for the rogg» 
and shoeless grenadiers of the Convention the Tictorie« a 
Talmy and Jemmappe. In our own country, Dibdin^ 


iutbI odea, fuU of inspiriting thought and suhlime imogeiy, 
have not a little contributed to our maiataining in perilous 
times the disputed empire of the ocean against Napoleon. 
Never was a pension granted with more propriety than the 
tribute to geoiua voted in this case at the recomnieudation 
of George 111. ; and I suppose a similar reward has attended 
the authors of the "Manners of England," and "The Battle 
of Copenhagen." As we have come inBensihly to the topic 
of maritime minstrelsy, I imagine that a specimen of the 
stufl' sung by the Venetian eailors, at the time when that 
Queen of the Adriatic reigned over the waters, may not be 
onintereeting. The subject is the naval victory which, at 
the close of the sixteenth century, broke the colossal power 
of the Sublime Porte ; for which occurrence, by the by, 
~ inly mdebted to the eiertious of Pope Pius V, 

and tlie proi 
shattered in the m^l^. 

» Miguel Cervantes, who had a limb 

)3aT}rII(lta Ba tantai pir la TtUoria Hi fttpanto. 

ti BUegrameDts, CaDtinm pur oUegnunente, 

FOrsb, pulti ! alt^Dlameute Come poi ptb deU? centi 

.- _ . "li [b rovina No fur prcae wnto ciJ ollanti 

« Sarocina E dei morti poi Bosaaala 

Dmo Ii« Dio A forlemente. Uila e piil di qualia gante. 

ChodBm tntti all^inuiieiite, 
." a itwccio ^ Hop dragon' 

■ Oqiunnd il fronte si cmdel^ 
~ d piii driusri Tele, 
1 DUT ais A poesente. 

itiktn tutti lUfgnoieQte, 
Itam, putti ' 
il ladron d 

~ ba I' Aqua-BolsB roesa 
ao noguo di utrpeiite. 

Chntiam, putti 1 aUegniiDeiite, 
Di tre wi d' otto e di venti 
OiIeoHe e altri legui 
f% il tnetMto — o Tiirahi ! Aegm 
I IM fPSD fnoco otemaicente ! 

Cantiun tutti aUcgramente { 
Ma ben duolmi a dir ch' i nMtfi 
Fur da setle loda od otto 
Iri morti (.e '1 yet uoto), 
Combatt«udo audttoemcmte. 

Canliiun tutti aUegramente, 
Dopo qnesti, nltri guerrieri 
Vendicar coll' anae in mano 
Quelli e il nom Chriitiaiio, 
Per Tirlit d' Iddlo elomonte. 

Cajiliaui lutti allegrameBtB ; 
Per colol vittorift e Innia, 
Doverommo ogni an far frftn, 
Per cho al mondo altra che qiir-I» 
Hon ffi mal d' alcuno in mnilo 


9(i|iular BaUaB on tt)t ISattlt of Irpanta. 

Let u» sing how the bout of Ihe Sorocini boat 

In the gulf of Lepnnto wu acstlered. 
When each knight of Ht. John's froru his cannon of bnmM 

With grapo-shut their ftreosira bnttcrMl. 
Oh I we taught the Turks thtm that of Europe the nun 

Oould defy eTery inSdel meiuce — 
And that Stall O'er the main Duat llie gallejB of Spun, 

And the red-Lion gtandard of Venioe ! 

Quiok we made the foe sIcuDc, at we bimed at each bulk, 

While the; left as a Bplin[«r to Gre at ; 
And the rot of them Bw o'er the water*, blood red 

With the gore of the Ottoman pirate i 
And OUT DBTy gave chaao to the infidel race, 

Nor allowed them a moment to mil; ; 
And ve fomed them at length to aokniwledge our (ttnngth 

In the trenoh, in the lieid, in the guile; ! 

Then oor men gare a ahoul, and the ocean tbroughoiit 

Heard of Cliristendom's triumph with rapture. 
Oaleottcs eighty-nine of the enemy's line 

To our swUl-sailing ships fell a eapture : 
And I flnnlj maintain that the number of slun. 

To at least sii^ thouiand amounted ; — 
To be sure 'twas lad work — if the life of a Turk 

For a moment were worth being i<ounted. 

We may well feel elate ; though I'm sornr to Itate, 

That albeit by the myriad we've slain ^pio. 
Still, the vms of the Cross hare to wwp for the lo«a 

Of iii thouiand who fell by the Pnynim. 
Full atonement was due for each man that they slew^ 

And a hecatomb paid for eat^h hero : 
Sut could all that we'd kill give a son to OMtilci. 

Or to Malta a brave cavalMro ! 

Bt. Mark for the slain intercedes not in Tain — 

Tliore'a s mass at each altar in Vooice ; 
And the sninte we implore for the faamier they bore 
Are Our Lady, SI. Georye, and St. DtKig. 
For the brato while «o griere, in oar hearts they ahall li»e — 

In our mouths BhoJl their praise be inaeatont ; 
And i^aiu and ugiun we will boaat of tlie nieu 

Who haTo humbled the pride of the Crescent. 

The VenetiauB have been ever remarkable for nnr-i 
taste ; and the verv bumbleBt classes of aodetr 


them exhibit a fondneas for the great maetera tf their native 
language, and a. fomiliaj^tr with the glorious efiusioiie of the 
nationd genius, quite unknown in the coireHponding rank 
of tradesmen antl artiaans in England. Goldoni, whu nTOte 
in their own dialect, knew the sort of critics he had to deal 
with : and it is a fact that the most formidable judges of 
dramatic eicellence at the theatres of Venice were the gon- 
doliers. Addtfiou, or rather Isdsc BickerstaH', tells us a 
droll story about a certain trunkmaher, who stationed him- 
self in the gallerjr of Drury Lane, and wit!i a whaek of hia 
oaken cudgel ratified the success or confirmed the dowufol 
of eofh new tragic performance. I think the author of the 
" Spectator" must have had the original hint of that anec- 
dote during hia stay at Venice, where such a verdict from 
such a quarter was a matter of habitual occurrence. There 
is great delicacy of feeling and polish of eipresaion in the 
foUowing ingenious popular barcaroile of Venetian origin. — 

" Prithcp, joung fljhirmim, conm 

Oh pescator deU' ooda, 

Tiesi peaivr iu qiiA 
CoUa licllii euu bnri'A. 
CoUb belln te ne vo, 

Fidelin, hn, lA. 
Cha COM vuol ch' io pes 

L'anel che m' c comb, 
CoUa bells ma bariMi. 
Colls brJia se no IB, &t. 
Ti darft cenW MUiii, 

Bta boras ricuna, 
CsJa bells eiift baroit. 
Colli belU K ue t>, &e. 
Kon loelio cenlo aeudi, 

m boTM ricanm, 
CoUa b«IlB BUS bore*. 
Colk bellfl ie ne tt, Sx. 
Io TO uo biuiii d' Binore, 

OiB quel mi paghera. 
Colls beLlu «ua bocoo. 

Hitlier thf light bark bring -, 

Bow to lliia baul!, and trv recovn 

JUj treaeure — 'tie a ring !" 

His bonujboiit >oon brought her. 
And pramised Far her bi'nutj'a aak? 
To laaruh beoeatli tliu waler. 

" m give Ihce," laid thp ladj-e fair, 
" One liundred eequini brighl. 

If Io mj viUs thou wilt bear, 
Fialier, thai ring tO'iiight." 

"A hundred seqaina I'll refuse 

WhtTi I sbtdl come nt cte : 
But thc^e is sometliing, if ;ou 

Lady, that jou can giTc !" 
Tlie ring was found beneath llui 
flood 1 
Nor need mj lay record 
— - thai lady's cm •^•■■ 

19 that youlli'e 



Ma 86 desperazione Perhaps you are not so besotted 

Mai vi togUesse il Imne As to be cutting the " earoiid"-^ 

H pill yicino flume But there's the horsepond ! — ^there, odd 

Potete ritrovar. rot it ! 

From such an end presenre us! 

K this poet Nicodemo be in reality what I siirmise he is, 
a literary renegade, and a wretch whose yenal lyre gives 
forth alternate eulogy and abuse, just as the political ther- 
mometer indicates nse or fall, I should deem him a much 
fitter candidate for the " horsepond" than either Bony or 
Joachim. But, alas ! how many sad instances haye we not 
known of similar tergiversation in the conduct of gent de 
lettres ! I just mentioned Dryden, commonly denominated 
" glorious John,'* and what a sad example is there of poli- 
tical dishonesty ! After flattering in turns Cromwell and 
Charles IL, King James and King William, he died of a 
broken heart, deserted by all parties. In his panegyric on 
canting old Noll, it would seem that the poet was at a loss 
how to grapple with his mighty subject, could not discover 
a beginning to his praise : the perfect rotundity of the 
theme precluding the possibility of finding commencement 
or end : 

"Within a fame so truly eiretiUtr/** 

But turning from such conceits, and from courtly writers, 
to a simpler style of thought, may I think this trifling, but 
genuine rustic lay worthy of perusal ? — 

Can^onetta. Stllage dong. 

Son povera ragazza, Husbands, they tell me, gold hath won 

E cerco di marito ; More than aught else beside : 

Se trove buon partito, Gold I have none ; can I find one 

Mi vogHo maritar. 

Ma chi sa ? 

Chi lo sa ? 
lo cerco di marito, 
Se lo posso ritrovar ? 

To faccio la sartora, 
Questo b il mio mestiero; 
Vi dico 8*1 dawero, 
E 80 ben travagiiar. 

Ma chi sa ? 

To cerco di marito, 
6e lo posso ritrovar ? 

To take me for his bride ? 
Yet who knows 
How the wind blows— 
Or who can say 
m not find one to-day ? 

I can embroider, I can sew — 

A husband I could aid ; 
I have no dowry to bestow — ► 
Must I remain a maid ? 
Yet who knows 
How the wind blows — 
Or who can say 
I'll not find one to-di^ ? 

Oik d' onni Tentinnque 
Hi troro coti sola, 
Vi giuro e do porola 
•m »mtQ tl fin manou-. 



So I muet be resigned. 
Yet who knows 
Hob- tho wijid blows — 
Or who con aaj 
I'U not find one to-daj? 

I tbe 

I Se lo pottt> ritroTsr } 

Simplicitj' IB the inseparable companion of the graces; 

id the eitreme perfection of art ia to conceal itaelf under 

guise of unstudied negligence. This eicellence is only 

in,nunable by a few ; and among the writers of ttotiquity is 

most remarkabie in the pages of Xenophon, Never will 

true ease in writing," which, according to that most 

^borate, but still most fluent writer. Pope, " comes trom 

. not chance," be acquired otherwise than by a diligent 
^ idy of the old claBaita, and in particular of what Horace 
;calls the txemplaria Graea. Flaccus himself, tn his urtno 
j>edeilrit, as well as hiB inimitable lyrics, has given ub beaa- 
tiAil specimens of what seems the spontaneous flow of im< 
studied fimcy, but it is in realitr the result of deep thought 
And of constant limx labor. Menzini, the author of the 

lowing sonnet on a vei^ simple subject, must have drunk 

iply at the source of Grecian elegance, 

il Capro. 

Qael capro maledetio ha pmo in mo 
Oir tri le Tile, e sempre in lor s'impBccia : 
Deh ! per farlo suordar di eimil traccia, 

Tagli d' un eaaeo tra Is Eoma e '1 muBO. 

Be Bbcco il guats, ei ■cenderi beo giuso 
Da quel auo carro, a Eni le tigri allaccia ; 
PiCi feroce lo adegno oltre si cnotis 

Quand' 6 con quel auo vin' misto e conftiso. 

Fa di icsccisrla, Ellpin ; la che noQ eteoda 
Muligno il dente ; e piQ nou roda in relta 

L' ure nascDQti, ed il lor nume olTenda. 

Di lui BO ben cli' un di 1' alUr 1' aipettA; 

Mb Eacira i da temer ohc BOcor non pronda 
Del capro ioBiemc e del pastor Teudetlo. 


G|)e IntruTJer. 

There's a goat in the yineyard ! an unbidden guest— - 

He comes here to derour and to trample ; 
If he keep not aloof, I must make, I protest, 

Of the trespassing rogue an example. 
Let this stone, whi(m I fling at his ignorant head, 

Deep imprest in his skull leave its moral, — 
That a four-footed beast 'mid the vines should not troad, 

Nor attempt with great Bacchus to quarrel. 

Should the god on his car, to which tigers are yoked. 

Chance to pass and espy such a scandal, 
Quick he*d mark his displ^wure — most justly provoked 

At the sight of this four-footed Yand^ 
To encounter his wrath, or be found on his path. 

In the spring when his godship is sober. 
Silly goat ! would be rash ; — and you fear not the lash 

Of the god in the month of October ! 

In each bunch, thus profaned by an insolent tooth. 

There has perish* d a goblet of nectar ; 
Fitting vengeance will follow those gambols unco nth. 

For the grape has a jealous protector. 
On the altar of Bacchus a victim must bleed, 

To avert a more serious disaster ; 
Lest the ire of the deity visit the deed 

Of the goat on his negligent master. 

It is no part of my code of criticism to tolerate, under 
the plea of simplicity, that maudlin, emasculate style super- 
induced among the Italians by their language's fatal fertuity 
in canorous rhymes. The very sweetness and melody of their 
idiom is thus not unfrequently the bane of original thought 
and of forcible expression : 

Deh ! fosse tu men bella, o almen piii forte ! 

" Nug(B canora " might form a sort of running marginal com- 
ment on almost every page of Metastasio ; and few indeed 
are the passages in the works of some of his more celebrated 
fellow-countrymen which can bear to be submitted to the 
test of translation. This experimental process will ever be 
destructive of whatever relies on mere euphonous phrase- 
ology for its effect ; and many a favourite Italian effusion 
has succumbed to the ordeal. I would instance the '' Bacco 
in Toscana " of Eedi, which the graceful pen of Leigh Hunt 


E. vain to populuriBe in English. So true it is that 
■an compensate for a lack of ideas — not even Delia 
^rascan parlance iBsning from fl " boeca Rumana." Lord 
ByroB (" Childe Harold," iv. 38), in vindication ofTasso 
from the sarcasm of a Prench critic, denounces, perhaps 
justly, Gallia's 


Ffor it is admitted that the metallic strings he thus attributes 
to the French instrument cannot vie in liquid harmony with 
the softer eal^ul of its rival. But were bis lordship snffici- 
eotly courersant with the poets of France, he would perhaps 
find that tAe^ rarely substitute for rational meaning mare 
empty sound. It cannot, on the other hand, be denied, that 
when a language is thoroughly pen'adedwith what the Greeks 
call ifiMtriXtum, running, in tact, spontaneously into rhyme, 
^Xt offers manifold temptations to the inditing of what are 
^^Mlled " nonsense verses." Like the beasts of old entering 
^^BToah'a Ark tcco and two, the couplets of the Italian vereifier 
^Pmir tbemselves of their own accord without the least trouble. 
But, unfortunately, one of the great recommendations of 
riijme, as of metrical numbers, to the intellect is, the con- 
Sdousness involved of a di^cuUij overcome : and hence pre- 
cisely waa the admiration excited by the inventive lacul^ of 
the poet early characterised in the words " trouvere" " trouba- 
dour." from " trouver," to "find." If there be no research 
reijuiaile — if the exploit be one of obvious facility — the mind 
takes no interest in the inglorious pursuit, which, under 
SQcb circum stances, appears flat and unmeaning. A genuine 
poet, as well as bis reiser, enjoys the mental chase in pro- 
portion t-o the wild and untameable nature of the game. In 
s word, Italian " bouU rimi* " are tar too easily bagged: the 
sportsman's occupation on PamaaBua becomes an effeminate 
pastime ; 'tis, in iact, mere pigeon-shooting : whereas " optat 
tgirum" has been always predicated of the classic hunter; 
1 Jemmy Thomson very properly observes, that 

' Poor is the triuropli o'er the timid haro I" 

An ingenious Frenchman (the Chevalier de la Fnye), in 
" Apology" for the supposed difficulties of rliyme in our 


Ciaalpm? dialects, maintains the theory I here propound, i 
eoiue very felicitous lines, where, pointing the attention 
his countryinen to the numerous jeta d'eau that oraamer 
the gardeoB of the Tuileries, VersailleB, and St. ClourJ, I 
Btepa up a striking paraDel, not leea witty than true. Tl 
atrophe runs thus : — 

From Ihe rhynsa's rwtricIiTB rigour 

Thought derirea iU impnlM oft, 
Qcniua draws now itrength ondTigDIII 

Fane; spriogB and aboota tian. 
So, in leaden oonduita pent, 
Mitimts Use liquid elemDiit, 

Bj pressure forced to dimb : 
And he who feared tlia nile'i rartMi) 
Finds but a &iendl; miiuitnuiC 
In Bciuod'b helpmate, RsniK 

Db la contmiula rigoureuso 
OJl roaprit aemble rwerrS, 
II nnjiuort une fonv bcureUBfl 
Qui I'^re au pliu haut digri, 
Telle dsnB dea cniuui prewife 
Atbo plua do force flanu^, 
L'onde s'fl&Te dnna Im airs, — 
El lu r^le qui semble auatbe 
N'esl igu'uD art plus certain de 

iMfpBTBbla lies beam TBI*. 

I must add, that long prcviotinly the same doctrine 1 
been included by the grammarian Vosaius, in his tract " 
Yiribus Cantds et Rythmi," where he remarks, "hde ration 
non ornalui taiiliim, ted el cerl/orum contulilnr copix." Hend 
it would follow, that far from being n bar to the birth t ' 
genuine poetry among the Northerns, the difficulties of I 
ruder idiom only give an impulse to the exertion of tin 
faculty itself, and a relish to the enjoyment of its produ» 
tions. It becomes sufficiently obvious, from what we h 
laid down, that restrictiona and ebackles ore the very eue: 
of rhythmic writing ; by devoting himself to which, the po«t 
assumes, of bia own Iree will, the situation, of " ProtnetneQl 
vinctus ;" and, in a sijirit akin to that of St. Paul, openlj 
profeases his predUeetion for " these bonds." Proso ma' 
rejoice in ita Latin designation of aolvla oralio ; but n to 
luntary thraldom ia the natural condition of poetry, as maj 
be inferred from the converse term, oralio sfriela. Tlie It** 
lian poet is distinguishable among bis fellow-captives by 
light atrial nature of bia fetters ; and t>mi tdolti tai,y bt 
applied to more than one species of his country'a versincA> 
tion. This will strike any one who takes up the librtilo ot 
an opera. Neverthelesa, let us envy not the smooth 
Sybarite stanza, nor covet the facile and flowing vocabularr,; 
nor complain of the wild and irregular terminations with 
which we have to struggle. There ia more dignity 


B&rcl) of a manlj' barbarian tban in 

Ibp ; and fvith all the cunibroua i 

re it but for his very mode of bearing the chains, a Briton 
1 be Btiil admired as l)e treads the paths of poetry : 


I shall Dot be accused of travelling out of the record in 
touching incidentally on this matter, which, indeed, would 
jroperiy require a special disaertation. But to return to 
B>y theme. From among those numerous compoBitions of 
prbich the "mooa," a "nightingale," a "grove," and a 
P lady's balcony," form the old established ingredients in all 
inguages, I shall select the following Italian specimen, 
""""*'", if it present little novelty of invention, has, m re- 
f, decidedly the charm of sweetest melody of ex- 

L luicmuolotto boIo 
Ts da]aa Bieiw all' omo 

Chaam la siu lidel. 

GUu che U eento appcna 
Oul Tien di frondik m troodi, 
B p*r ohe gU reaponds 
Non piangere, boq quL 

die Hold nfi'etti, o Irene, 

Clie gemiti eon quesCi ! 

Ah 1 nui tn, oon mpoBti 

EUpoDdenni coei. 

fl dnrmaHr. 

Pale to-night is tho diu of the moon, and of aiuie immiit 

Ii the bonn; blue sk; it liee on ; 
And eilent the etrcaialet, and liiuhed is the lepbjr, and Sxt 

Is eat'ti »tar in the calm horiaon ; 
And ^e hamlet is lulled to repote, and all nature is atill — 

How Boft, how mild her alnmberB ! 
' naught but the nightingale' a note ia awake, and the thrill 

Of h' 


■t renponsiyc Mithera ! 
Zadj I li«t to the Tocalist I doat thou not envy bis love 1 
And the joya hiB male will grant bim t 

Of hifl sweetly plaintive numbers. 


Oh, smile on thy lover to-night 1 let a transient hope 

Ease the heart with sorrow laden : 
From yon balcony ware the fond signal a moment — and ope 

Thy casement, fairest maiden ! 

The author of the above is a eertain Vittorelli, celebrated 
among the more recent poets of Italy for the smooth ame- 
nity of his Anacreontics; of which, however, I regret to 
say that many are of a very washy consistency, generally 
constituting, when submitted to critical analysis, that sort 
of chemical residuum which the French would call " de Veau 
elaire^ An additional sample of his style will convey a 
sufficient notion of his own and his brethren's capabilities 
in the sentimental line : but ere we give the Italian original 
with our " translation,'* it were advisable to attune our ear 
to the harmony of true " nonsense verse," of which Dean 
Swift has left mankind so famous a model in the memorable 

Fluttering, spread thy purple pinions. 

Gentle Cupid ! o'er my heart ; 
While a slave in thy dominions, 

Nature must give way to art. 

Mild Arcadians ! ever blooming, 

Nightly nodding o'er your flocks. 
See my weary days consuming, 

All beneath your flowery rocks. 

Gloomy Pluto, king of terrors ! 

Arm'd in adamantine chains. 
Lead me to the crystal mirrors 

Watering soft Elysian plains. 

Mournful cypress, verdant willow, 

Gilding my Aurelia's brows ; 
Morpheus, hovering o'er my pillow. 

Hear me say my dying vows I 

Melancholy, smooth meander ? 

Sweetly purling in a round ; 
On thy margin lovers wander, 

All with flowery chaplets crowned— 

I. e. " all round my hat." Now for Vittorelix. 

^ ^1 


^^^^r THZ BOKOS OF ITAXT. 365 1 

»l Bonn Hi Wrotrt. 

C^r eift of Vtmi. 

Cinta le bionde chiome 

With KBBB wr™t!ied around hie ringlets, 

Beik uutlercH rasa 

Steeped in drops of mntin dew. 

Soil' nlba mgiadDBB, 

Gliding soft on silken winglets, 

Cupiil to my study flew ; 

On my Ubte a decants- 

Whi^n I had irith the enchflntar 

(Happy biird I) this intOTiew. 

B coUs dolM boM* 

Sure it was the loveUest Wiion 


Ever poet gaied upon — 


Kopt in e<'>ita»; ElTsLiin, 

Or inapired by cruii*™ Imun. 

jy Itgaa lodalorP" 

« Foel," Mid the urchin. » (™ an 

So for favoured among men— 

Vi-nu. t«n(ia by me to jou her 

Quests nei'OBS peons 
Di cigno innnucolalc. 

"Take lbi< quill— 'tia soft and slendo'. 

Bit for BTiting Mkl, ttotw, 

Sul desco fortmmto 

Fond uvowak, breathings lender, 

lo Uacio iu douo n to. 

Which Iron^ may peruse. 

'Tit no Tiilgar acquisitioa — 

'Twas from no goose pinion diKtm ; 

Borrowed from her (iTOurite sfiin. 

8CTb» U wior, geloM 

" Sully nob the lirgio cBudour 

Of ito down BO wliite and rare ; 

Hon eede il euo candor* 

Let it ne'er bo dipp'd in slander. 

C^e a quel dells lua &. 

'Gainst the witty or the fair. 

Lend it not to that Fatlander 

Denny Lafdner ; nor to Watts 

{Eight 'AJaric Jterandw'), 

Furnish charlatans and aota." 

Wliat a difference betw 

een the feeble and effeminate tone 

of thcBO modem effuBions, and the bold, manly, and fre. ■ 

quently sublime eoDceptic 

ns of the bards who wrote in the fl 

golden age of Leo X., m 

ader the influence of that magic 1 

century which gave birth to Buch a crowd of eminent per- H 

Bonagea in all the walka of literature ! The Dame of Michel ■ 

artist ; but few, perhaps, will be prepared to make his ■ 

gives me satisfaction to 

have it in my power to mtroduce ■ 

the illustrious Buonarotti 

in that imeipected character. 1 


91 CxotiEiMo. 

CKunto ^ gUi il corso della vita mia» 
Per tempestoBO mar con fragil barca, 
Al oomun porto, ove a render se yarca 
Conto e ragion d* ogni opra tnste e pia. 
Ma r alta affettuosa fantasia, 

Che r arte mi fece idolo e monarca, 

Canosco or ben quanto sia d* error carca^ 
E quel che mal buo grado ognun desia j 
Oli amorosi pensier gi^ yam e lieti 

Che fien or s* a due morte m* ayyicino ? 

D' uno 80 certo, e V altra mi minaocia. 
N^ pinger ne scolpir fia piti che queti 

L' anima yolta a quel amor divino 

Che aperse in croce a prender noi le braccia. 

jKic^cl angeto'tf dTarebell to dculptuft. 

I feel that I am growing old — 
Mj lamp of clay ! thy flame, behold ! 
'Ctins to bum low : and I've unrolled 
My life's erentftil volume ! 

The sea has borne my fragile bark 
Close to the shore — now, rising dark. 
O'er the subsiding wave I mark 

This brief world's final oolumiL 

Tis time, my soul, for pensive mood. 
For holy cabn and solitude ; 
Then cease henceforward to delude 

Thyself with fleeting vanity. 

The pride of art, the sculptured thought, 
Vain idols that my hand hath wrought — 
To place my trust in such were nought 
But sheer insanity. 

What can the pencil's power achieve ? 
What can the chisel's triumph give? 
A name perhaps on earth may Uve, 
And travel to posterity. 

But can proud Rome's Panth^n tell, 

If for the soul of Rafiaelle* 

Hu glorious obsequies could queU 

The Judomskt-Ssat's severity ? 

* Hb body was laid out in state in the church of St Mana TMrr wdf 

Tet wh; should Chriit'i believer fmr, 
Wliile gsnng on yon uiia((o ilesr? — 
Inugii adored, timugrf th« encer 

Of miBcrcant bUsplicnicr. 

Are not those imna for me outspread ? 
What nieKU tboie thorns upou thj bead? — 
And gliHll I, vrpjitliud with laurels, tread 

Far from tliy paths, Ksdecmer? 

Such was the deeply religious toae of this etninent man's 

mind, and auch tlie genuine cuiscSiia. of Micliel iVngelo. An 

unfeigned devotedneaa to the doctrines of Christianity, and 

ft proud eousciousaees of the dignity which the avowal of 

tlioee feelin^B ie calculated to confer in the view of every 

rieht-minded person, are traitB of character which we never 

iail to meet in all the truly great men of that period. Dant«, 

I Leonardo da Vinci, Taaao, EafTaelle, Sannazar, Bembo, Bru- 

I seUeschi, and a host of imperisliahle names, bear witness 

rtothei correctneas of the remark. Nor is Pctrarca defi- 

I dent in this outward manifeatation of inward piety. The 

I death of Laura forms a marked epoch in his biography; 

f and the tendency of his thoughts, from that date to tne 

f liour of Ilia death, appears to hare been decidedly religious : 

■ Awl the soft quiet hamlet where he dwvlt 

H Wm one of that coinpUiioii wtiich aofmed madii 

H For one nho his mortnlitj had felt, 

B, Aud souijht s refuge man liis hopes decnfed. 

V Chitde Harold, iv. 32. 

^Hie recollection of the departed only gave additional inten- 
^Bf to the fervour of devotion : and those exquisite sonnets, 
^■Ic vhich he has breathed the pious sentiments of bis soul, 
^Bfenk among the most finished productions of his muse ; — 
^KBtriking exemplification of the incontestable truth, that 
Hpe poet who would suppress all reference to Christian feel- 
^Eig oas votuutarily broken the finest chord of hia lyre. 
^UUro, spirituulised into au angelic essence, still visits his 
r nocturnal visions, to point the way to that heaven of which 
I ahe is a dweller, and to excite him to deeds worthy of a 
LliIeaBed immortality. The opening stanza of one ot these 

HUe Panthton), whither all Rome flocked to honour the illuslriotis dead. 
^Ei lait uid most glorious work, "the TranBitgumtion," was placed 
^Bbove his tiier ) irhiJe Ldo'« pontiQcal hand strewed Uamen and burnl 
^■MRiaa o'w tlie mid remaiiu of departed ^al\a.—Li/t nf RaffatUt, 

868 7ATHEB pbovt'b bsliqitsb. 

B0ii£;8, which form the second part of the collection, (thus 
distinguished from those written during the lifetime of his 
beloved,) will suffice as a specimen of the tone that per- 
yades them all. 

Canzone tropo (a fHorte tri 9onna Eaura. 

Quando il soaye mio fido confoito. 

Per dar riposo alia mia vita stanoa, 

Ponsi del letto in su la sponda manca 
G>n quel buo dolce ragionare accorto ; 
Tutto di pietk e di paura smorto 
"Dico " Onde vien tu ora, o felloe alma ?" — 

Un ramoscel di palma 
E un di lauro trae del suo bel seno ; 

E dice : — " Dal sereno 
Ciel empireo, e di quelle sante parti. 
Mi moesi ; e vengo sol per consolarti,*' &c. &o. 

Setrarca'tf Bream. 

(After the Death of Laura.) 

She has not quite forgotten me ; her shade 

My pillow still doth haunt, 
A nightly visitant, 
To soothe the sorrows that herself had made : 

And thus that spirit hlest, 
Shedding sweet influence o'er my hour of res^ 
Hath healed my woes, and all my lore repaid. 

Last nighty with holy cahn, 

She stood before my view, 

And from her bosom drew 
A wreath of laurel and a branch of palm : 

And said, ** To comfort thee, 
O child of Italy ! 
From my immortal home, 
Petrarca, 1 am come," &c. Ac. 

Towards the close of his career, when the vanity of all 
earthly affection became still more palpable to his under- 
standing, there is something like regret expressed for having 
ever indulged in that most pardonable or all human weak- 
nesses, the hopeless and disinterested admiration of what 
was virtuous and lovely, unmixed with the grossn^ss of 
sensual attachment, and unprofaned by its vulgarities. Still, 
he felt that there was in the pursuit of that pleasing illusioD 


ometbing iinwortliy of hia profeasion ; and he has r&;orded 
is act of ccmtrition in the followiog beautiful lines, witli 
RrMch I close : — 

r TO pisQgendo I miei puwti tempi, 

I qu&i poai in umu- coaa mortole 

8»au Jerarmi a rolo, aTeud' lo i' tie, 
Fer dar tone di mo nou liuaei a^rapi. 

Tu, ehe xedi i mini mali indegni ed empi, 

Ee del ciclo inTuibile, immortHlBi 

Soooorri aU' alm& disvista e fnle, 
E 'I auo difetto di tua paiia udempi i 

Si che, e' io riisi in guerra ed in temperts, 

Mori iu pace ed ia parCo ; e bb la itaiiia 
Fu vans, Jiuen eia la parlita oowla. 

A quel poco di ricer, die m' arsma 
Sd al morir degni eaaer tua man presto ; 

Cf]( £t(ptntanit of Pttrarca. 

Bright daj« of suauj joulh, irrerooible jean 
Poric>d of roanliood'e prime 
er thee I ahed >ad but unprofitable teare — 

X«apBe of retuml««H time : 
1 ! I have east avta;, like ao mucb worthleat drogi. 
Hours of most precious ore — 
Bleat hours I could lisTe coined for heaven, jour loia 
For erer I'U deplore 1 

CoDtrila I kneel, O Qod inacrutible, lo thee^ 

High heaveo'B iounortiLL King! 
Thou eiiTest me s soul Ibst U> thj bosom free 

Might soar on B««ph niug : 
At; mind «ith gifts and grace th; bounty had endowed 

To cherish Thee aJooe — 
Tlioaa gilta I have abused, this heart I bare oUoircd 

lis Maker to disown. 

But Irom his wanderings reolaimed, with full, with throbbing heart 

Thj' truant has returned ; 
Oh ! be tlie idol and the hour that led him to depart 

From Thee, for ever mourned. 

If I hBTe dwelt remote, if I hare loved the tents of guilt — 

To th; fond arms restored. 
Hen let me die t On kIiodi can di; eternal hopes be built, 

SiTB fstos Tbieb, LoBn ! 





*' Quis sub AitOTO 

Rex gelids metuatur oro 
Quid Tiridatem terreat, unioe 
SeouruB est qui F0in?iBU8 dttegbib 

Qaudet." — Lib. i. ode xxvL* 

Deeminff it wasteful and ridiculous 

To watcn Don Carlos or Czar l^icholas — 

Sick of our statesmen idiotic — 

Sick of the knaves who (patriotic) 

Serve up to clowns, in want oipratiei, 

" Bepale'* and ** broken Limerick traties,** 

With whom to grudge their poor a crust ia, 

To starving LreLmd " doing justice**— 

Sick of the moonshine called *' munieipal^*' 

Blamej and Bice« Spain and Mendiz&b&l, 

Shiel and shilelahs, '< Dan** and '* Maurice,** 

Pbout turns his thoughts to Rome and Hosacs. — O. Y. 

** Chassons loin de ches nous tons ces rats du Pamasae, 
Jouissons, ^crivons, vivons avec Horace.** — ^Yolt., fyiiret. 

Fbom the ignoble doings of modem Whiggery, sneaking and 
dastardly at home, and not very digmned abroad — firom 
Melboume,t who has flung such unwonted dclat round the 
premiership of G-reat Britain {addens eornua paupert), and 
Mulgrave, who has made vulgarity and ruffianiam the sup- 
porters of a vice-regal chair (Regis Rupilipus atque 9enenwtC)yX 

* Russia was already in for war thus earlv. 

t Trial, Hon. G^rge Chappie Norton pertut Melbourne. 

X Lord Normanby was, at this date (1836), letting loose all the jail* 
biids and ribbonmen in Ireland. He has since come out in the cha- 
racter of Polonius at the courts of Florence and Modfloa. 

is allowable to tora aside for a transient glimpse at the 
uguatan age, when the premier was MiecennB, and tlie pro* 
consul, Agnppa. The poetic seoae, nauseated with the effu. 
Bions of Lord Lansdowne's tamily-piper, finds relief in com- 
muning with Horace, the refined and gentlemanly Laureate 
of Boman Toryism. In hia abhorrence of the "profane 
Bodicalmob" (lib.iii. ode i.) — in hia commendation of virtue, 
" refulgent with uncootarainated honour, because derived 
from a steady refusal to tuke up or lay down tlie emblems of 
authority at popular dictation " (lib. iii. ode ii.) — in hia por- 
trutureof the Just Man, undismayed by the frenzied, ardour 
of those who would force on by clamour depraved measures 
rtib. iii. ode iii.) need we say how warmly we participate ? 
That the wits and aagea who shed a lustre on that imperiai 
court should have merged all their previous theories in a 
rooted horror of agitators and taiisculottei, was a natural 
result of the intellectual progress made since the unlettered 
epoch of &£ariuB and the Gracchi. In the bard of Tivoli, who 
hkd foueht under the insurrectionary banners of Brutus, up 
to the day when " the chins of the unshaven demagogues 
were brought to a level with the dust " (lib. ii. ode vii.) Tory 
principles obtained a diatinguiahed convert ; nor ia there any 
|knce of mere aubserviency to the men in power, or any evi- 
° nee of insincerity in the record of hia political opinions. 

The Georgian era has, in common with the age of Augus- 
tna, eihibited more than one Btrikin|; example of salutary 
resipisceuce among those who started in life with erroneous 
principles. Two eminent instances just now occur to us ; 
Southey among the puets, Burke among the illustrious in 
prose ; though, perhaps, the divine gilt of inspiration, av- 
COmDonied with true poelie feeling, was more largely vouch- 
safed to the antagonist of the French Bevolution than to the 
author of Rndtriek, Ihe lait of the Galhs. What can be more 
apposite to the train of thought in which we ore indulg- 
ing and to the actual posture of afiaira, than the follow- 
ing exquisitely conceived passage, in which the sage of 
Beaconetield contrasts the respective demeanour and re- 

rcea of the two parties into which public opinion is 

ided ? 
When I assert any thing concerning the people of Eng- 

' I speak from observation, and from the experience [ 


^ The 


L a prclty extensive comiiiuiu cation with tb6 il 

if this kingdom, begun jii early lite, And coutinut 

i'riim certain publicationa. The vanity, restle. 
petulance of those who hide their intrinsic w«d(nesa i 
bualle, and uproar, and puffing, and mutual quotation i 
each other, make you imagine that the nation'e contemptq 
oiiB neglect is a mark of acquieacence in their opinions. I?i 
Hueh thing, I assure you ! Because half-a-dozen gnusliop 
pera under a fem make the field ring with their iuiportunoti 
chink, while thousanda of gre«t cattle, reposing uuder tb 
shadow of the British oak, chew the cud and are ailent, pttt 
do not imagine that those who make the noise ore tb« on^ 
inhabitants of the 6eld." 

It is right, however, in common fairness towards Hana(| 
to remark, that while fighting in bia juvenile days undM" tbi 
banners of Brutus, even then he never for a moment con 
temptated Mob-oscendency in Eome as the ultimate reent 
of hiB patriotic efforts. Like Cato and TuUy. in the part bl 
took he merely espoused the cause of the Senate in opp« 
sition to that of a. frensied rabble, rushing on, with swinid 
desperation, to political suicide ; for in that, as in every aM 
the deluded multitude, in bis view, was sure to become M 
dupe of some designing and knavish demagogue, uiUei 
rescued, in very despite of itself, br such interposition a 
the " Sbnatorb " could exercise in Borne ; or, we may add 
the " Basos's " in England : both the hereditary guardioni 
of liberty. When the adhesion of the comcript /alkert had 
sanctioned the protectorate of Augustus, the trauaition tc 
openly Conservative politics, on the poet's part, was ■ 
honourable as it was judicious. The contempt he fett| 
through his whole career, for the practice of propitiating Ibi 
sweet voices of the populace by a surrender of principtc, ii 
as plainly discoverable throughout the whole of bis Taria 
writings as his antipathy to garlic, or his ubhorrieDce a 

Uis little volume contains the distilled quinteasenoe Ci 
Roman life, when at its very acme of retinemeot. It is thd 
most perfect portraiture (cabinet sine) that remains of thl 
social habits, domestic elegance, and cultivated intercourM 
of tbe capital, at the most interesting period of its p 



Tity. But the philosophy it inculcates, and the worldly 
* n it imfolUs, is applicable to all times aud all countries. 
Hence, toe cannot sj-mpathiae with the somewhat childish 

S3 say the least of it) diataete, or indisposition, evinced by 
e immortal pilgrim, Harold (canto iy. at. Iiiv.), for those 
ever-enduring lyrics that formed the nouriahment of our 
intellect, ''when (Jeorge the Third was king." The very 
affectation of alluding to the " drilled, dull leBSon. forced 
downward for word, in his repugnant youth," proves the 
* of Harrow on the Hill to have reliehed and recol- 
l the almoat identical lines of the author he feigns to 
remember — Carmiiia Livi memini flaoosuu miAi parvu 
fiiiUmra diclare (Epiat. li. 70.) ; and (though Peel may have 
asBiduoua scholar) we can hardly believe the 
beauties of Horace to have heen lost on Byron, even in his 
earliest hours of idleneas. It ia d-propot of Mount Soracfal, 
on which he Btumbles in the progress of his peregrination, 
■ '(bat the nnble poet venta his " fixed inveteracy" of hatred 
kv^^i"^^ '^ ^o^ which, at the some time, he estola in terma 
"lot less eloquent thau true : 

" ThcTi fnrtwell, HoRacb ! •rhom I hated *o j 
Not for thy faults, but minel It is a curw 

To undentand, Dotjiel, thj Ijrio flow. 
To coroprBliend, but never love, thy vent, 
AltJioiigh no deeper moralist nbearie 

Our little lifo, nor bard prescribo his art. 
Nor livelier Bstiriat tbe conscience pierce, 

Awakening without wounding the tourlicd heart. 

FABEwmu. ! npan SoracU'a ridge wb fabi V 

I "We can readily imagine the comic nature of such a 
• parting-" We picture in our laind'a eye him of Newstead 
nubey bidding him of the Sabine farm 

" Farewell I — a word that fans been, and ahall be i" 
rhile we fancy we can hear the pithy " Bon voyage, railar," 
ith which significant formula (m Latin) he is gently dis- 
limed by the weeping Floccus^aajijuon ytXaifiM. 
Pbopt was not addicted to this aristocratic propensity for 
cutting all school-hoy acqunintances. In him was atrikuigly 
flxempufied the theory which attributes uncommon intonsity 
id durableoeas to first attachments: it is generally ap- 


374 fathxb PBorT*s beliqueb. 

plied to loTe ; he carried the practice into the liaisoKs of 
literature. The odes of Horace were his earliest mistresses 
in poetry ; they took his fancy in youth, their fasdnatioDs 
haunted his memory in old age— 

"l'on ssyiskt toujoubs 


Most of the following papers, forming a series of Hon- 
tian studies, were penned in Italy, often on the yery spots 
that gaye hirth to the e£Pusions of the witty Boman ; hut it 
appears to haye afforded the Father considerable satisfaction 
to DC able, in the quiet hermitage of his hill, to redigestand 
chew the cud of whateyer might hayebeen crude and unmatured 
inhis juyenile lucubrations. He seems to haye taken an almost 
equal interest in the ¥rriters, the glories, and the monuments 
of Paoak as of Papal Borne : there was in his mental yi- 
sion a strange but not unpleasant confiision of both ; the 
Vaticani montis imago (lib. i. 20) forming, in his idea, a sort 
of bifurcated Parnassus — St. Peter on the one pesic, and 
Jupiter on the other. Mr. Pojnder has ¥rritten a tract on 
this supposed " alliance between Popery and Heathenism" which 
Dr. ^N I3EMAN, in these latter days, has thought worthy of 
a pamphlet in reply. The grayity of the question deters 
us from entering on it here ; but, to reconcile the matter, 
might we not adopt the etymological medius terminHs of Dean 
Swift, and maintain that Joye — Z«u; ^arri^, or Sospiter — was 
nothing, after aU, but the Jew Petee ? 

We are not without hopes of finding, among Prout's mis- 
cellanies, an elaborate treatise on this yery topic. Hie French 
possess a work of infinite erudition, called VHistoire verita- 
ble des Tems Fabtdeus, in which the Illu) is shewn to be an 
arrant plagiarism from the three last chapters of the Book 
of Judges ; the Leyite's wife being the prototype of Helen, 
and the tribe of Benjamin standing for the Trojans. Wit, 
says Edmund Burke, is usually displayed by finding points 
of contact and resemblance; judgmekt, or discriminationy 
generally manifests itself in the faculty of perceiying the 
points of disagreement and disconnexion. 

But it is high time to resume our editorial seat, and let 
the Father catch the eye of the reader. 


* Willi £uns discourse ibe ereniDg ao tbej paue. 
For that olde man of pleasaunte vtordes hiul itore^ 

And well could file bit tongue sa smoolhe U gla«e ; 
He tolde of Minted and popes, and erermore 
He Btrowed an Avb-MabY after and befure." 

Fairy Qimnr, canU] L Blanu 85. 
At^nif Sirtet, June 2111. 



I. Pbou;. H. Aa EUeeir. \2Tho. 111. J Jug of Punch, ito. 
SoESB . — TFa lergrait/itU. 
Here's a hei»lth to Hobace! " Vivi la I" Songater of 
TiTOM, who alone of all the tuneful dead, alone of Greek 
and Boman wits, may be said to lite. If to be quoted and 
requoted, until every superficial inch of thy toga ha.9 become 
(from quotatiou) threadbare, constitute perpetuity of poetical 
eiiBtence, according to the theory of Etinius {votito vivu'per 
ora virum.) Buch ilfb has been pre-eminently vouchsafed to 
tliee. In the cirele of thy comprehensive philoBophy, few 
thin^ belonging to heaven or earth were unoreamt of; nor 
did it escape thy instinctive penetration that in yonder brief 
tome, short, plump, and tidy, like its artificer, thou badst 
erected a monument more durable than brass, more perma- 
nent than an Irish " bound towbb," or a pyeamid of King 
Cheops. It was plain to thy intuitive ken, that, whatever 
mischance might befidl the beavier and more massive pro- 
ductions of ancient wisdom, thy lyrics were destined to out- 
live tbem all. That though the epics of VAKirs might be 
lost, or the decades of Livr desiderated, remotest posteritj 

would possess thee (like the stout of Barclay and Perkins) 
" BSTiHE"^wou]d enjoy thy book, undocked of its dui 
portions, uncurtailed of a smgle page — would bask i 

rays of thy genius, unshorn of a single beam. As often as 
the collected works of other classic worthies are ushered 
into the world, the melancholy appendage on the title-page of 

" Omnia qua nlwnl " 
is sure to meet our eye, reminding us, in tae very announce- 
ment of the feost of intellect, that there is an amnri aliquid ; 
Tiz., that much entertaining matter has irretrievably perished. 


The lorto of tlie Belvidere is, perhaps, as for bk it goes, BUpa> 
riortothiiApoHo; but ibe latter is a complete statue: sGreen* 
wich pensioner with a wooden leg ia though a nsp<M:tat>lo 
only a truncated copy of humanity. Thy IJSS. have coins 
down to U8 uamutilated by the [lumice-BtoDe of palinip«e«tie 
monk, unaiuged by the torch ot Calif Omar, un^Dawpd by 
the tooth of Time. The perfect preeervation of thy writi] 
ia only equalled by the universality of their diffuaioa — i 
point especially dwelt on in that joyously geograpliic rhapBod] 
of a prophetic soul (lib. ii, ode 20), wherein thou poui 
fortii thy full anticipation of oecumenic glory- If tbou en 
hardly be said still to haunt the " shores of the Bospfaorua,'' 
take " Oxfoed" as a literal substitute ; though disappointed 
of fame among the " remote Greloni," thou bast an equiy^ 
lent in the million schoolboys of South Ajuerica. Should' 
the "learned Iberian" chance to neglect thee amid tht 
disasters of his country, hangine up thy forsaken tyre on thA 
willows nf the Guadalquiver — should they " who drink tha 
Rhone" divide their atfectioas between (thy brother bard) 
B^rangerond thee, thou mayest still count among " 
Dacians" of the Danube admirers and commentators. Thoit 
bast unlooked-for votaries on the Hudson and the St. Law- 
rence ; and though Bums may triumph on the Tweed, ToiQ 
Moore can never prevent thee from being paramount oa tin 
Shannon, nor Tom D'Urfey evict thee from supremacy on" 
Thames. In accordance with thy fondest aspiration, tl 
hast been pointed out na the " prime performer on the ] 
man lyre," by successive centuries as they passed am., 
(diffito prater eunliuiii) : the dry skeleton of bygone critician 
hung up in our libraries, so designates thee with ita bonf 
index : to thee, Pbikci: of Lviiic Poets ! is still directed 
in these latter days, albeit with occasional aberrations {Jot 
even the magnetic needle varies under certain influences)) 
the ever-reverting finger of Fame. 

Here, then, I say, is a health to Hoeack '. Tlioueh tbft 
last cheerful drop m my vesper-bow! to-night be well-nigh 
drained, and the increasing feebleness of age reminds niS 
too plainly that the wafers are ebbing fast in my CIcpaydn 
of bfe, still have I a blessing in reserve — a beuistm to bestow. 
on the provider of such intellectual enjoyment as y 
volume has ever afforded me ; nor to the lont shall I dis> 



In the brief biographic memoir left us by Suetonius, we 
Bread that the emperor was in the habit of comparing the 
Fpoet's book, and the poet himaelf, to a flaoon— cum eirevi- 
' tUM volumihis nit oyxiaisirrariii, lieut esl veiitrieuli tut. Various 
and mnltiform ore tbe vitrified vases and terracotta j are dug 
up at Pompeii, and elsewhere, with eridence of havinB eerved 
as depositoricH for Bamaii sack ; but the peculiar Horatian 
shape alluded to by Augustus has not been fixed on bj an- 
tiquaries. The Florentine academy Delta Cnaca, whose opiu- 
ioD on this point ought to obtain universal attention, have 
considered tbemaelves authorised, from the passage in Sue- 
tODiaa, to trace (as they have done, in their valuable vo- 
GKbulair) the modem words, rfoecone,_/!o«co (whence our/a»i) 
to Q. Horat. Flaccts. The origin of the English term 
btimptr, it is fair to add, has been, with equal sagacity, brought 
home by Joe Hiller to our " 6on phe," the pope. But 
conmend me to the German commentators for transcendental 
ingeoaity in clnasical criticism. Need I more than instance 
the judicious Milcherhck'a hint, that the birth of our poet 
most have presented a clear case of luKiit natura; since, in 
hia ode Jd Jmphorum (jLii. lib. iii.), we hate, from his own 
1ms, the portentous fact of his having come into the world 
_^m company with a bottle," under the consulship of Mun- 
Kjiiu ? Should the fact of his having had a twin-brother of 
l^tat description be substantiated, on historical and obstetric 
Ivrindples, we shall cease, of course, to wonder at the simi- 
Dtnde discovered by the emperor. Byron maintains, though 
without any data whatever to warrant bis assertion, that 
" Happiness was born a twin" (Juan, canto ii. st. 172) ; 
tbe case was, perhaps, like that imagined by Milcheriick, 

My own theory on the subject is not, as yet, sufficiently 
matured to lay it before the learned of Europe ; but from 
the natural juxtaposition of the two congenial objects now 
md the more than chemical affinity with which 


I find the contents of the Elzevir to blend in harmotuon 
mixture with thoee of the jug, I should feet quite safe 
predicating (if sprightlineBa, vigour, and versatility com 
tute BufficientW fraternal featureB) that the " Bpint in t 
leaves" ia hrotlier to the " bottle imp." 

" Alterius bio, 
AIUtb poBciC op«m rc« et coi^urat nmiDJ." 
Jrl. Poet. 410. 

The recondite philosophy of the common < 
"Amimal Spikits," 1)88 not, that I am aware of, heea t 
roughly investigated, or its import fully developed, by n 
dem nietapbyeiciana. How animal matter may become 
impregnated, or, to use the school term, " compenetnted,' 
by a spiritual essence, aa to lose its substantive nature ani 
become a mere adjective, or modification of the aIl-absorbia| 
vnvitjt, is a "rub" fit to puzKle Hamlet. In my Lon 
Brougham's Natural Theology, which gives the solution a 
every known question, this difficulty is unaccountably oa 
glected. There is not a single word about animated alcohol 
All ingenious doubt was expressed by eonie great thinka 
— Jack Heeve, or Doctor Poraou— after a protracted sitting 
whether, legally, the landlord could remove him o3' the pH 
misee without a " permit." That was genuine metsphyaia 
far above all Kant's rubbish. How are we, in fact, to drai 
the distinction F la there to be one law fur a living vessa" 
and another for an inert jar P May not the ingredients thi 
go to fill them be the same ? the quantity identical in bot 
recipients ? Why, then, should not the Excise anxiousl' 
tracK the footsteps of so many walking gallons of XXX 
with the same maternal solicitude she manifests in watchiq 
the progress and removal of spirit in earthenware ? Ti^ 
Ct^roraon-sense view of the matter was long ago taken up b 
Don Quixote, when, acting on the Bug|eBtion of calm logii^^ 
he gave battle to certain goat-skins, distended with the n 
cent vintage of Valdepenas. Cervant*s may sneer, bot tb 
onslaught does not appear to me irriLtianal. Was the knigfa 
to wait till the same juice should offer itself under the fonr 
and colour of blood, to be shed from the bodies of bloatw 
buffoons in buckram P Clearly not ! 

But to return. If by aihuai, spibitb be meant- tha 


I »tate of buoyancy and elevation in whicli the opaqne cor- 
poreal eaaenee ia lost in the froliceome play of the fancy, 
and evaporates in ethereal sallies, a coUateral and pamUel 
proceBB takes place when the imBgioatiTe and rarified facul- 
tiee of mind are, aa it were, condensed so as to give a preci- 
pitate, and form a distinct portion of visible and tangible 
matter. Ton Elzevir ie a case in point. In the small com- 
s of a duodecimo we hold and manipulate tbe conceu- 
' trated feelings and falliea, the "quips and cranks," the wit 
1 wisdom, of a period never equalled in the history of 
^"^ ' : the current converaatioual tones and topics are 
■"iir to us, though the interlocutors have long since 
in the grave. The true fixebniak wine ripens 
1 tbe accustomed slope ; the formiakt coujia 
e now barren and unprofitable ; but, owiug to the nbove- 
I mentioned process, we can still relish their bouquet in tbe 
odes of Horace : we can find the geuume amuck of the Caicu- 
t ban grape in tbe effusions it inspired. 

I recollect Tom Moore once talking to me, after dinner, 

I of Campbell's Einle of Erin, and remarking, in bis ordinary 

I , eoneetlo style, that tbe aorrowa of Irekud were in that elegy 

' CBTSTALLiBED and made immortal. Tommy was right ; and 

I he may be proud of having done Bometbiag in that way him- 

I Belf: for when the fashion of drinking "gooseberry chnm- 

" shall have passed away, future ages will be able to 

i, notion of that once celebrated beverage from the 

[ peroBal of hu poetry. There it is, crystallised for posterity. 

"Horace presents us, in hiB persou, with oa accomplished 

I Bpecimen of the ban vioant ,- such as that agreeable variety 

I (M the human species waa understood by antiquity. Cheer- 

[ fulness and wit, conjointly with worldly wisdom, generally 

I insure a long, joUy, and prosperous career to their possessor. 

I I just now adverted to the good luck which baa secured 

[ fats lorititiffi against accident ; his personal preservation 

I through what Mathews would term the " wicisaitudes and 

I waccinatioas" of life, appears to have been, from his own 

I Kcconnt, fully as miraculous. A somewhat profane French 

provOTb aaaerts, qu'il y a une Providence pour lea ivrognet ; 

but whatever celestial surveillance watches over the zigzag 

progress of a drunkard — whatever privilege may be pleaded 

by the plenipotentiary of Bacchus, poetry would seem, in 


his case, to have had peculiar prerogatives. Sleeping in his 
childhood on some mountain-top of Apulia, pigeons covered 
him with leaves, that no " bears" or " snakes" might get at 
him (lib. iii. ode iv.) ; a circumstance of some importance to 
infant genius, which, alas ! cannot always escape the ** hug" 
of the one or the " sting" of the other. Again, at the battle 
of Philippi, he tells us how he had well nigh perished, had 
not Mercuby snatched him up from the very thick of the 
meiSe, fully aware of his value, and unwilling to let him run 
the risk to which vulgar chair d canon is exposed. Subse- 
quently, while walking over his grounds at the Sabine farm, 
the falling trunk of an old tree was within an ace of knock- 
ing out lus brains, had not Fauk, whom he describes as the 
guardian-angel of mercurial men — mercurialium cusios viro- 
rum — interposed at the critical moment. To Mercury he 
has dedicated many a graceful hymn : more than one modem 
poet might safely acknowledge certain obligations to the 
same quarter. But all are not so communicative as Horace 
of their personal adventures. 

What he states in his bantering epistle to Julius Florius 
cannot be true ; viz., that poverty made a poet of him : 

" Pauperiat impulit audas 
Ut versutfacerem" — Ep. ii. 2, 61. 

On the contrary, far from offering any symptoms of jejune 
inspiration or garret origin, his effusions bear testimony to 
the pleasant mood of mind in which they were poured forth, 
and are redolent of the joyousness of happy and convivial 
hours, Boileau, a capital judge, maintains, that the jovial 
exhilaration pervading all his poetry betrays the vinous 
influence imder which he wrote — 

'* Horace a bu son saoul quand il voit lei Menadet :" 

an observation previously made by a rival satirist of Some— 

" Satur est cum dicit Horatius ohb !" 

Hints of this kind are sometimes hazarded in reference to 
very grave writers, but, in the present instance, will be more 
readily believed than the assertion made by Plutarch, in his 
'Su/j/jTofftov, that the gloomy uEschylus ^* was habitually drunk 
when he wrote his trageilies." 


Rting the poetical profesBion Horace bat followed the 
8 nature ; thus, lyrics were the Bpontaueous pro- 
auce ot bia mind, as fables were of a kindred bouJ, the naif 
Lttfontaine. " t'oild un figuibb," said the latter one day 
to Mudflme de la Sahlifere, in the gardens of Versailles ; " et 
moi,je «HU tin fadlieb." Let us take the oiHeial manifesto 
with which Horace opens the volume of his odes, and we 
shail be at once put iu possession of his views of human life, 
through all its varied vanities ; of which poetry is, after nil, 
' _bat one, and not the moti ridiculous. 

Ode I. — TO MEca:NA8. 


[■ ediM regibua," &o. 

T nnNV uid fathoic, in whoio Teini runnotli right roja] blood, 
W*e bat lo some Ihu BlPPODROMX, the cor, Che pnneitig ttud, 
louds of Olympic duet — Uii-u mark v\\M ccalas; at soul 

hair boBOm feels, as the npt wheels glowing hsTs graicd the goal. 

Uk not to tfaem of dindem or K«ptre, eave the whip — 
L branch of palm can niiw them to the oodb' compuiionibip. 

d there be tome, my tiead, for whon 

Ton homely hind, ealmlj resigned his oarrow farm to plod. 
It with Asia's w«llh to wean &om hia paternal eod : 
'I prevail ! Do TaruUhed tale that Bimrle snain nU] urge, 
B galley built of Ctpbds oak, to plough th' EflKiM surge. 

isnt'marincr, who sighs for lidds and qiuet home, 
Ihe Dmin \he hurricane howla round his path of foam, 

l^ill make, I trow, full manj a tow, the deep for ava t' esthcw. 

"« lands — what then F Pelf prompts again — his ship 'a afloat Ui 

ft Leiiun] hath ita rotarifs. vhoae blias it 

Beligion goards the cradle of the infant rivulet. 



He for his antler^d foe looks out, or tracks the forest wheooe 
Broke the wild boar, whose daring tusk lerelled the fragile feoea. 

Thzb the pursuits of learning claim — a claim the gods allow } 
Thine is tne irj coronal that decks the scholar's brow : 

Mb in the woods* deep solitudes the Nymphs a dient count. 
The dancing Faun on the green lawn, the Naiad of the fount. 
For me her lute (sweet attribute !) let Poltstmitia sweep ; 
For me, oh ! let the flageolet breathe from Eutebpb's lip ; 
GiTe but to me of poesy the lyric wreath, and then 
Th' immortal haUs of bliss won*t hold a prouder denizen. 

His political creed is embodied in the succeeding ode ; and 
never did patriotism, combined (as it not always is) with 
sound sense, find nobler utterance than in the poet's address 
to the head of the government. The delicate ingenuity em- 
ployed in working out his ultimate conclusion, the appa- 
rently natural progression from so simple a topic as the 
" state of the weather," even coupled as it may have been 
with an inundation of the Tiber, to that magnificent dinoue- 
tnent — the apotheosis of the emperor — has ever been de- 
servedly admired. 

Ode II. 

"Jam satis terris nivis atque dirsB Ghrandinis," &c. 

Since Jove decreed in storms to 

The winter of his discontent. 
Thundering o'er Rome impenitent 

With red right hand. 
The flood-gates of the firmament, 

Have drenched the land ! 

Terror hath seized the minds of men. 
Who deemed the days had come 

When Pboteus led, up mount and 
And verdant lawn. 
Of teeming ocean's darksome den 
The monstrous spawn. 

^len Pyebha saw the ringdove's 

Harbour a strange unbidden guest, 

And, by the deluge dispossest 

Of glade and grove 
Beers down the tide, with antler'd 
Affrighted drove. 

We saw the yellow Tibbb, sped 
Back to his Tttscan fountain-head, 
O'erwhelm the sacred and the dead 

In one fell doom. 
And Vesta's pile in ruins spread. 

And Nitma's tomb. 

Dreaming of days that onoe had 

He deemed that wild disastrous 

Might soothe his Iixi, injured 



And comfort give her, 
BecHcM though Jon elioold inter- 

Diorioui river ! 

t Ourtonswillaali, whjmeDorRoino 
kpww Bguust kindred, frioada, and 

hrords Ilint n Peraian becBtomb 
Might best iiiibUD— 
B, In their Tulhers' Seadi become 
Foeble and few I 

e miut the patriofa tok be 


Willi oriBona ahBlI vntol maid 

Fatigue the skim? 
Or will not Vksta's frown upbraid 

' comeat TUOD with 
Drvad Mabb! oui 

•fUd 1 

Whoso t 
Whose w 

se «o long bade peace 
■dogs still for slaughtsr 

The tented field thv rhoaen haonl^ 
Th^ ehild the Roltui, 

Fierce tegionsr, whoae visage gaunt 
Scowls on the foeman. 

Or hath young ElEMES, Mjja's 

The graoeful guiao and form put on 
Of thee, AnoceTCB F and begun 

(Cele»tinl atranecr!) 
To wear the name <?luch lUOC haat 

" CjESiB'a AtknobbP" 

IT AroiMi ! ahall we kocol Blest bo llio doja of thy lojoum, 
1^ ran, and for our eommonwed Diitant the hour when HoMB aball 
l»WHh hombled conKiouBneas ap- iroum 

^ periP The fatal light of thy return 

Oh, quell the storm I To Heaven again, 

t, though a aUver vapoM vwl Forced by a guUty nge to apurn 
Thy radiant form ! ""if haunU of men. 

Rather remain, beloved, adored, 
e Rome, rehaiit 

(Till VEKua froi 

AaA to our aucrour hie, with troop 

Of laughing Gtticis. ami a group ^^^^ AasTEu' 

To thee of Jn.ius haili restored 

Of Cupids ri 

veriug horde. 

a fitting tbat eitrly in tbe eeries of hia lyrics there 
ibould appear a record of bis warm iutimacj with the 
bIt Botnan poet of them all, whose genius could justly 
lium eqnal rank with bis. It ie honourable to the author 
f tbe ^neid that be feared not. in tlie first inatjince, to in- 
e at the court of Augustus, where ha own reputation 
s already eatabliafaed, one who alone of all bis coutempo- 
r caries could eventually dispute tbe laureateahip, and divide 
) the applause of the imperml circlo, with himself. Virgil, 
kjiowever, though he baa caretiiUy embalmed in bis pastorals 
1 ol' Gallue, Asinius Pollio, Vorius, and Ciuna; nay, 

884 FATHSB pbout's bxliqves. 

though he has wrapt up in the amber of his verse such grubs 
as Bavius and Maevius, has never once alluded to Horace — 
at least, in that portion of his poems which has come down 
to us — while the lyrist commemorates his gifted friend in 
more than a dozen instances. I should feel loath to attri- 
bute this apparently studied omission to any discreditable 
jealousy on the part of the Mantuan ; but it would have 
been better had he acted otherwise. Concerning the general 
tenor of the following outburst on the shores of the Adriatic, 
while Virgil's gaUey sunk below the horizon, it will be seen, 
that his passionate attachment leads him into an invective 
against the shipping interest, which I do not seek to justify 


" Sic te diya potens," &c. 

May Love*B own planet guide thee o'er the wave ! 
Brightly aloft 
Helen's star-brother's twinkling, 
And jEolus chain all his children, save 
A west-wind soft 
Thy liquid pathway wrinkling, 
Qalley ! to whom we trust, on thy parole, 
Our ViBOiL, — mark 
Thou bear him in thy bosom 
Safe to the land of Gbi^eob ; for lialf my soul, 
O gallant bark ! 
Were lost if I should lose him. 

A breast of bronze full sure, and ribs of oak. 
Where his who first 
Defied the tempest-demon : 
Dared in a fragile skiff the blast provoke. 
And boldly burst 
Forth on the deep a Seaman ! 
Whom no conflicting hurricanes could daunt, 
Nor Boreas chill. 
Nor weeping Htads sadden. 
E'en on yon gulf, whose lord, the loud Letaki 
Can calm at will. 
Or to wild frenzy madden. 

What dismal form must Death put on for hint 
Whose cold eye mocks 
The dark deep's huge in dwellers ! 
Who calm athwart the billows sees the grim 
Cebaunian rocks. 
Of wail and woe tale-tellers ! — 



Tliough FrDTidenre pound out ita ooean-Dood, 
Whoae broad eipBiiae 
Might land from laEd diseeTer, 
Oareoring o'er lh« wsten, Man nilb»tood 
JoTe'g ordinnnpe 
With impiout eDdentdur. 

I Ihe hunuLD breut, wihb bold BspiringB fraught, 
ThrolH thus unancd, 
nnUnied, and unquieBMnt, 
■Sbs from the akies a ton o( Japhct brought. 
And, fatal fraud ! 
Made nrth a ^liltj preeBut. 
Scarce was the spark Buatcli'd from the bright abode, 
When round ua straight 
A ghaetly phalanx thickeniMJ, 
Feter and Paliy : and grhn Death, who strode 
With tardf gait 
far off, — hia coming quickened \ 

Wafted on daring art's flctitioUB plume 
The Cretan roie. 
And waved hi* wizard pinioni ; 
DovnwardB Alvidea pierced the realms of glooni. 
Where darU; flows 
Btjx, tliroagh the dead's dominions. 
Kaught ia beyond our reach, beyond our seope, 
And besTen's high laws 
Btill lul U) keep us under \ 
How CBD our unreposing malice hope 
Rnpitc or pause 
From Jore'a areugiiig thnndarP 

18 of earthly happiness— the constant ttUuBiona to Death, 

L which Btartle ub in his gayest and apparently most careleea 

B ■trains, is a reiy distingmehing feature of the poet's mind. 

lere is something here beyond what appeere on the sur- 

The ekull so ostentatiously displayed at the honqnete 

r Egypt had its mystery. 

Ode IV. 

"Soluitur acria Iijema." 

IT Winter mells bfnonlh 
rine'a grnlal breath, 
Aiicl Zephyr 

Solritur aoria bienu 

Onta Tice 

Vorit Bt FaToni i 




Back to the water yields 
The stranded hark — back to the fields 
The stabled heifer — 
And the eaj rural scene 
The ^cpherd's foot can wean. 
Forth from his homely hearth, to tread 
^-he meadows green. 

Now Venus loves to group 
Her merry troop 
Of maidens, 
Who, while the moon peeps out, 
Dance with the Graces round about 
Their queen in cadence ; 
While far, 'mid fire and noise, 
Vulcan his forge employs, 
Where Cyclops grim aloft their ponderoui 
sledges poise. 

Now maids, with myrtle-bough, 
Gkurland their brow — 
Each forehead 
Shining with flow'rets deck*d ; 
While the glad earth, by frost uncheck*d. 
Buds out all florid ; — 
Now let the knife devote. 
In some still grove remote, 
A victim-lamb to Faun ; or, should he 
list, a goat 

Death, with impartial foot, 
Knocks at the hut ; 
The lowly 
As the most princely gate. 
O favoured friend ! on life's brief date 
To count were folly ; 
Soon shall, in vapours dark, 
Quenched be thy vital spark. 
And thou, a silent ghost, for Pluto's land 
embark ? 

Where at no gay repast. 
By dice's cast 
King chosen. 
Wine-laws shalt thou enforce. 
But weep o'er ioy and love's warm source 
For ever frozen ; 
And tender Lydia lost, 
Of all the town the toast. 
Who then, when thou art gone, will fire 
all bosoms most ! 

Trahnutqae eiccat 

Aonecqoe jam stalmlti 
GhMidet prec1]i^ 

Aut arator igni ; 
Nee prati^cania 

Albicant proinia. 

Jam Cytherea chofot 
Ducit Venus, 

Imminente Luna ; ' 
JunctsDque Nymphis 

GhratiflD decentes 
Altemo terram 
Quatiimt pede, 

Dum graves Cydopum 
Vulcanus ardens 

Urit officinas. 

Nunc deoet aut viridi 
Nitldum caput 

Impedire myrto, 
Aut fiore, terns 

Quern femnt solutsDb 
Nunc et in umbrosis 
Fauno decet 

Immolare lucis, 
Seu poscat, agni, 

Sive malit, h»do. 

Pallida mors squo 
Pulsat pede 

Pauperum tabeivas, 
Beffumque turres. 

Vite summa brevis 
Spem nos vetat 

Inchoare longam. 
Jam te premet nox, 

Fabulseque Manes. 

Et domus exilis 
Plutonia : 
Quo simul means. 
Nee regna vini 

Sortiere talis ; 
Nee teneram Lydiam 
QuA calet juventus 
Nunc omnis, et tunc 


I In the following lines to Pyrrha we have aet before tis a 
Boman lady's bouUoir. sketched 3 la ff'aC/eau. FemnJe 
Bckleneas was, among the Greeks, a subject deemed inex- 
haustible. Horace baa contrived to say much thereanent 
throughout his volume ; but the matter seems to be as fresh 
as ever among tbe moderns. — It has, no doubt, gives great 
adi&eation to Mr. Poyuder to obBerve that the pagan practice 
alluded to, towards the closing verses, of hanging up what is 
called an " ex roto" in the temples, still prevails along the 
aborea of tbe Mediterranean. For that matter, any Coci- 
aej, by proceeding only as far as Boulogne but Mer, may 
-find evidence of this classic heatkenitm in' full vogue amoug 
' e Gallic fiBhermen. 


Pyrrli». who now. iDayhnp, 

PouTB on th^ perfumed lap, 

Within thj Dhinaing grot, 

For whom, in gsy love-knot, 
jtaS.j dost thou bind tlij' yellow tresus f 

So ■imple in th; neatnOB I 

AIiu I that BO much ewMtiieia 
>nldpreliide provB to diaillusiou painful! 

He Bhiill bewail loo lot« 

Bis Bsdl; altered fstii, 
mH bjlhj Diicn, repellent and disdainful. 

Who now, to fondnesB prone, 

Deeming thee all his own, 
tds in golden dresuia of bvoure boundlras 

8a bright thy beaut; glowe, 

Btill fsseinating thoBe 
lo've ;ct to learn all trust in (hee i> ground- 

1 the bilae light forswear, Intenlata nitra I 

A «bij>wreck'd mariner. Mo labul& tacer 

fao bang* Uie pointed tlorj of his euO'eriug Votivl parieB 
Aloft o'er Neptune's ehrine ; Indicnt uvida 

There BhaU I hang up mine, Suapenilieee polenti 

id of laj dripping robe* the votive ofTering \ Tcatimenla maria Deo. 

Hie naval reucontrea off Actium, Lepsuto, and Trafalgar, 

Qui» midt£ graeilis 

To puor in ros4 

PerfusuB hquidia 

Urget odoribuB 

Gralo. rjrrha.iub aiilroF 

Cui flavam religu comam. 

Simplex munditiia? 

Hou ! quotiea fidjBm 

MiitatoBque DeoB 

Flebit, et acpors 

Nigris H>quora venti» 

Emimbitur iniolena. 

Qui nunc te fruitur 
Credulus aurcA ; 


offer in Eurapean bistoTj three gigantic *^ water-marks," such 
as no three Dattle-plains ashore can readily furnish : but ihe 
very magnitude of each maritime event has probably de- 
terred slu^wd poets from grappling with what thej despaired 
to board successfully. Our JJibdm's dithyrambic, 

**'Twa8 in Trafalgar bay 
We taw the Frenchman lay^^ ^c, 

as well as the Venetian barcarola, 

*' Cantiam iutti allegramente" ^c.,* 

were, no doubt, good enough for the watermen of the 
Thames, and the gondoliers of the Gulf. But when the 
Soman admiral begged from Horace an ode, emblazoning 
the defeat of the combined fleets of Antony and Cleopatra, 
it required much tact and ability to eschew the perilous 
attempt. The following effort shows how he got out of 
the scrape. The only parallel instance of clever avoidance 
we remember, occurred when the great Conde offered a 
thousand ducats for the best poem on his campaign of 
Bocroi. A Gascon carried the prize by this audacious 
outburst : 

** Pour c^l^brer tant de hauts faits, 
Tant de combats, et tant de gloire, 
Mille ecus ! Parbleu ! Mills bcvs ? 
Ce n'est qu*un soir par Tictoire." 

Ode YI. 

" Scriberis Vario," &c. 

Agrippa ! seek a loftier bard ; nor ask 

Horace to twine in songs 
The double wreath, due to a Tiotor*s casque 
From land and ocean : such Homeric task 

To Varius belongs. 

Our lowly lyre no fitting music hath. 

And in despair dismisses 
The epic splendours of " Achilles* wrath," 
Or the " dread line of Pelops," or the " path 

Of billow-borne Ulysses." 

• See "Songs of Italy," apud not.—O. Y 


The reccrrd of tlie deeds at Actium icTouglit 

So &r tranBcendR our lalent — 
V«iD Wire the wish I wild the presimiptuouB thou((ht! 
To ling how Cesar, how Afi-ipim, fought — 

Both foremoat 'tnul the galloDt ! 

The Coif of War in adHmiintine mail ; 

Merian, gaunt and grim ; 
Pkllaa in aid ; while Trov's bktUlious quail, 
Sewed W the lauFc of liiomeA . . . miut ful 

To figure in our hjmn. 

Outs is the banquet -■oug't light-hearlod itnUD, 

Boset our odIt laurel. 
The progress of a lore-suiC o< 
Out odIj scars the gashes the 

When romping lorera quarrel. 

J- campaign, 

^ the mania for foreign residence, wliic!i hur- 
led off then ^as it does now) estimable citij^ns from a far 
e reputable sojouro in tlieir native country -villas, tho 
"tioet exDorta Plancl's to give up bis project of retiring into 
Oiwece (from the displeasure of Augostua), to continue in 
tbe service of the stat«, and, above all, to stick to the 

Ode \'II. — to McifAxirs plancijs. 

"Laudabmit alii clarain RhODoS." 

PluiiPUs I do blnsta for ever sweep 

Athwart the welkin raucoured ? 

Frieud 1 do the clouds for ercr 

I Shodea, Ephesus, or Mitjlene, 
1 Or TheBwJv'* fair tbUbj, 
I- Or Corinth, placed two gulfs atwecn, 
D^phi, or Thebes, sugaosC (he sceue 
Where some would choose to 
daUf ; 
r OQian in pmi«e of Athens laouch, 
I And poets lirio 

kOtao^ vith Minerra'a oliTe-branch 
Their panegyric. 
b Juno's citj someaould roam — 
[ Ar^O« — of Sl4vds productJTe ; 
n rich HjoenK niakc their home, 
V Snd Idnsia pleasautsome, 
■^ " ■ * n seduetivi 

•> Titij 

1 grot 

than all 
The brook'* bright bosom, 
id o'er Lmd Anio's wstcrlkll 
SVai(-tre«s in blossom. 

Then cheer thee I and thy sorrows 

Drown m a (lowing tankard : 
Whether "the campl the fleliil the 

Be BbU thf molto. 
Or Tihur to thy choice afford 

A iheltereu grotto. 
When Teucer from his fiitber's 

For eiilo parleil, 
I Wreathing his brow with poplar- 

In wine he bade his oomradei 

Their woc^ light-hearted ; 



And thuB he oried,Whate*er betide, 
Hope shftU not leare me : 

The home a father hath denied 
Let Fortune give me ! 

Who doubts or 
Hath not ApoUo 

dreads if Teucer 

A new-found SaUnmh decreed. 
Old Fatherland shall saperaede ? 

Then fearleea follow. 
Ye who could bear ten jears jour 
Of toil and slaughter. 
Drink ! for our sail to-morrow'sgalt 
WafU o*er the water. 

The old tune of " Peas upon a trencher*' has been adapted 
to " The time I've lost in wooing," by Tom Moore. Mr. 
Cazal^, of the AsaemhlSe Nationale, baa given a French 
version of the immortal original.^ Ex gr. : 

" Oar^on, apportez moi, moi, 
Des pois, des petis pois, pois : 
All, quel plaisir ! quand je les yois 
Verts, sur leur plat de bois, hois," &a Ac 

I hope there is no profanation in arranging an ode of Horace 
to the same fascinating tune. — The diary of a Eoman man 
of fashion can be easily made up from the elements of daily 
occupation, supplied by the following : 

Ode VIII. 

" Lydia, die per omnes," &c. 

Enchanting Lydia ! prithee, 
Bj all the gods that see thee. 

Pray tell me this : Must Sybaris 
Perish, enamoured with thee ? 
Lo ! wrapt as in a trance, he 
Whose hardy youth could fimcy 

Each' manly feat, dreads dust and heat, 
All through thy necromancy ! 

^\^ly rides he never, tell us, 
Accoutred hke his fellows. 

For curb and whip, and horsemanship. 
And martial bearing zealous f 
"Why hangs he back, demurrent 
To breast the Tiber's current. 

From wrestlers* oil, as from the coU 
Of poisonous snake, abhorrent F 

Ko more with iron rigour 
Rude armour-marks disfigure 
His pliant limbs, but languor dims 
His eye and wastes his rigour. 

Lydia, die per omnes 
Te Deos oro, 
Cur properas amando, 
Perdere ? cur apricum 
Oderit campum, 
Purreris atque Solis ? 

Cur neque militaris 
Inter eequales 
Oallica nee lupatis 
Temperat ora frenis ? 
Cur timet flarum 
Tangere ? cur olirunt 

Sanguine Tiperino 
Gtiutiua yitak f 
Neque jam 
Lirida je.tat armii 

And his emlioiTered retreat is 

Like where the Son oF Tlielis 
Liirkfd undivnlged, while he indulged 

A motlicr's eoft entmtin, 

Bobed as b Grecian girl, 

Lert soldier-like appnrel 
ICffht raiae a lUme, and bis kindling tratc 

Through the ranks of tUughter whirl. 

BrKchia, ■a'pe disco, 
Stepe trsDB fineni 

Nobilj* eipedito P 

Quid Islet, ut mariof 

Filium dicunt 
Sub UdiryiaoMi TtoJeb 
Funera, ne virilie 

Cultus in dEdcm, et 

Proriperot catcrraa. 

To relish the ninth ode, the reader must fipire to bimeelf 

f the hunting-boi of a young Roman, some miles from Rome, 

with a distant view ot the Mediterranean in front ; Mount 

8oract# far off on the right ; a tall cypress grove on the 

left, backed "by the ridge of Apennines. 

Ode IX. 

" Tide* ot allA alet wtg cuididum 

See how the winter blanche* 

Soraet^'a giant brow ! 
Hear how the Ibrest-brtiiichra 

Oman for the weight of snow! 
While the fii'd ice impanels 
Sl*ers trilhin their ehaonels. 

Dul with the (Vo«t ! eipel hor i 
Pile up the fud-block, 
r.Asd from thf honrj collnr 
I ProdiKe B Sabiae crock : 
I O lilalilirpk ! remember 

It count a fourth December. 

Qire to the gode the gmdance 
Of earth's BrrangementB. Lis! 
pThe blast! at their high biddniice 

Vrvta the rei'd deep desiEt. 
MVor "mid the cTpresi riot i 
■.And the old elins are qciet. 

Vedi tu di neve in copi» 

n Seralle omai canuto 
Vedi come orolhui gli alberi 

Sotto al ]>cBO 1 c '1 ge!o acute 
Come Bi liunii tril le sponde 
Fa indurar le hquid' onde. 

Sciogli 'I freddo con man prodiga 
Hifornendo, O Talinroo 1 

Legni al foco ; e pi il del solito 
A Bpillar non esser parco 

Da orecohiuto Qvcio Snbina^ 

Di qunttr' anni '1 ptetto vino. 

Sien del reelo i uumi gU arbitn 
! Cli' o»« BTran d' Austro o di Bore* 
Abflltulo ii ferrid impeto 

Per la Toato arena cquorea 
Ke i eipreBBJ urto nemico 
Sruolera, ne 1' omo antioo. 



Ei\joT, without foreboding, 
Life as the moments run ; 

Away with Care corroding, 
Youth of my soul ! nor shun 

LoTe^ for whose smile thou*rt suited; 

And 'mid the dancers foot it. 

While youth's hour lasts, beguile it ; 

Follow the field, the camp. 
Each manly sport, till twilight 

Brings on the vesper-lamp ; 
Then let thy loved one lisp ner 
Fond feelings in a whisper. 

Or in a nook liide furtive. 
Till by her laugh betrayed. 

And drawn, with struggle sportive, 
Forth from her ambuscade ;. 

Bracelet or ring th* offender 

In forfeit sweet surrender ! 

db indagar fbggi soUeetto 
Che awenir doman dovrJi ; 

Guigni a lucro il di che reduce 
La Fortuna a te daik 

Ne sprezzar ne' tuoi firesc' anni 
Le Carole e dold affiumL 

Sin che lunga da te vegeto 
Sta canuta etk importuna 

Campi e piasze ti riveggano ; 
E fidele quando imbruna 

T* abbia 1' ora che ti appella 

A ronzar con la tua b^la. 

Or* ^ oaro quel sorridere 
Scopritor della femciulla 

Che in on angolo intemandosi 
A oelarsi si trastuUa, 

Ed al finto suo ritegno 

Trar d' armilla o anello U pegno. 

The subsequent morceau is not given in the usual printed 
editions of oui: poet : even the MSS. omit it, except the 
Vatican Codex. I myself have no hesitation as to its genu- 
ineness, though Bums has saved me the trouble of translation. 

Ode X. 

" Virent arundines." — " GJreen grow the rashes, O !** 

There's naught but care on every ban*. 

In every hour that passes, O ! 
What signifies the life of man, 
An' 'twere not for the lasses, O ! 
Q^reen grow the rashes, O ! 

Green grow the rashes, O I 
The sweetest hours that e*er I spent. 
Were spent amang the lasses, O ! 

The warly race may riches chase. 

And riches still may flee them, O L 
And when at last they catch them fast, 
Then* hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O ! 
Gh"een grow the rashes, O ! 

Green grow the rashes, O ! 
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent, 
Were spent amang the lasses, O ! 

CursB corrodunt Urbem, Ru9, 

Et sapientiim cellulas. 
Nee vit4 vellem frui plus* 
Ni foret ob pueUulas — 
Virent arundines ! 
At me tenellulas 
Tsedet horarum nisi queis 
Inter f*\\ puellulas ! 

Divitias avaro dem, 

Insudet ami cumulo, 
Qu»rat quocumque modo rem, 
Inops abibit tumulo. 
Virent arundines ! 
At me tenellulas 
Tsedet horarum nisi queis 
Inter fui puellulaa! 

• Another MS. reads, "Nee viverem diutius," but the emphasis and 
accent on the final rhyme is thus impaired, though the idiom if improved. 


lOJTe me * crinnj hour nt e'en, 
iSj anus Hbout taj dtttrj, O '. 
Ehen warij imtes iiiid warljr man 
I H^ oU gSDg lapwltesiy, O ! 
OrccD groir the nislieB, O ! 

Qreen grov the nshet, O 
The iwertest houre tUst e'pri apent. 

Ctm Sol obscnrat epiculii, 
Slringcntt, lit, BDiieuli, 
Mi, brschio tujic niito, 
Benim dulcis oblmo I 
Virent nnindiim I 
At mo lenellulBi 
TiDdet hornniiii nisi queis 

Were Bpeut anuuig the Inaaee. 1 Inter foi pudliUaB I 

IT je Me dooco ye ineer at thL 

: T**re iwught but senaelwa tut 

She vrisest mui the world e'er *i 

He dearlj loved tlio laaaeB, O 

Green grow the raiibe*. O ! 

Grem grow the reahe*, O ! 
Theeweetust houra that e'er lepent, 
Were apeut amsag the lasses, O ! 
Dune H'ahire (weara the lovelj dears 

Her Doblett wnrb, ahe ulnaaes, O I 

Iter pmitice has' she tried on man, 

I And then ehe made the lasseg, O ! 

Greoi grow llie ruliM, O ] 

Oreeii graw the mpbe!, O I 
The BWMteal hours that e'er I appn t, 
Were apenl auiniig the Iuks, O ! 

Sam dJcea contr&F eanumgrei! 

An fuit Tir Mgucior 
Qu^ Salomon? aul unquuB rex 
In Tirginea ettlncior ? 
Yireot arundioeB ] 
At me tcneliula* 
Tiedel liorarum nisi queit 
Inter fill poelluUs I 

Quag cum do teme thtcoIo 
Katura fiuit ^liulas, 

Tentavit manum mBMulo 
FormBTit tune puellulaa. 

At me tenellulnB, 
Tmdet horanim nisi qnew 
Inter fui pueUulu ' 


fiomtiuni in quibuadam nolim m(«rprelari." — Qbtnct. Inili 

''Horacio ee de Icdos loa poctas latinoa al mas deficil de mancjar. 
Doe JlTtEB DE Bfboob, p. 11. Madrid, li 
" Horace orochelte et fiiretle tout lo magMin dea moie." 

Mont Al ONE, Eitait. 
" Froat'a tnnalationa from HoncB are loo^r-M and easy," 

AthtHOvm, 9M July, t 

Joijrf, (p^vnrnoi fo, irpdrtpov 

B Moiitaigne, a graTp OaatiUian, 
Jolmsou, and QidneliUian, 



Would say, a task, by no fneans hcaief 

Had fallen to him of WatergrasshilL 

May he, then, claim indulgence for his 

Kenewed attempt to render Horace F. • . . 

As foryour critic o* th* Asinseum, 

We (Yorke), unranooured, hope to see him 

Smoking yet many a pipe, an't please ye, 

With us at old Prout s '* fbee and bast." — O. Y. 

It is fiilly admitted at this time of daj, that endurable 
translations, in any modem idiom, of the G-reek and Eoman 
capi cToperOy are lamentably few. Bat if there be a paucity 
of successful attempts in prose, it must not surprise us that 
the candidates for renown in the poetical department 
should be still less fortunate in the efforts thej have made 
to climb the sacred hill by catching at the skirts of some 
classic songster. The established and canonised authors of 
antiquity seem to view with no favourable eve these sur- 
reptitious endeavours to get at the summit-level of their 
glorious pre-eminence, and Horace in particular (as Maw- 
worm, or Mathews, would say) has positively resolved on 
" wearing a Spenser.** To the luckless and presumptuous 
wight who would fain foUow him, in the hope of catching 
at a fold of his impracticable jacket, he tunis round and 
addresses, in his own peculiar Latin, the maxim which we 
will content ourselves with giving in the French of Yol- 
taire : 

" Le nombre des elus au Pamasse est complet!*' 

" The places are all taken, on the double-peaked mountain 
of Greek and Eoman poesy the mansions are all tenanted ; 
the classic Pegasus won't carry double ; there is not the 
slightest chance here : go elsewhere, friend, and seek out in 
the regions of the north a Parnassus of your own." 

Whereupon we are reminded of an anecdote of the Irish 
ilebellion of 1798, when the German horse-auxQiaries were 
routed at Ballynacoppul, in the county Wexford, by the 
bare-footed heroes of the pike and pitchfork. A victorious 
Patlander was busily engaged in a field pulling off the boots 
from a dead trooper, when another repealer, coming up, 
suggested the propriety of dividing the spoil — half a-pair 
being, in his opinion, a reasonable allowance for both. "Why, 
then, aoighbour," quietly observed the operator in reply, 

■9, FMs^ 

XKS aoxea ot mam. 

* mit joa b« tmf, ^d go aai kS a B 
B J wbM praeeas «f -'■^■~*-'— tiaa ite; « 
now m OBoat iamffi . - ' 

Certatna k, l&at, 
Binrv or lev iiiDn 
Uoxn M, be^'ond aO 

rormaDfle of ita kia4 ; not 'tkat it totaaDf 
//>iuf— a tait farBonwanitelf Kcnapbdwd )i7 ttei 
Co«-per. in Aa amwafcUe immm — but b e ca me thai 

endowed mtnd of Pope hiwarif foan got ita _ ._ 

in ererrthie'iaBd workatlieBiBecalomof Gneoeinthlhll 
abuodant mouirea of ft*;*"* c^itaL 

Dirden'e fomUe aad r^onoa, bat Men f it qu ea U y 
rollickuig and titnbaot, |) i ugm a thr o ugh tbe ^mttd, mij 
Kvhile arrevt attention ; nar, ever aai) anon aome bold pn- 
eage wQl f icite our vonder, at tbe fetidtow bardStoodof 
" glorious John :*' but il would be as wrong lo call it Vn- 
OIii, as to tftke the slapdadt plunginge of a " wild |;o(»e at 
play " for the gra««ful and majestic motion of the Swan of 
Mantoa gliding on the smooth Bui&ee of hi« native Itliacio, 
under a luxuriant canopj of reeds. The Tacitcs of Arthur 
Murphy 19 not the terse, significant, (.-imdeused, and deep- 
Beorching conteroporary of Pliny ; no one would feel more 
pntzled than the Komon to recognise bia own semi-oraeular 
style in the sonorous phraseology', the ^Hofi-Gibboiuan 
jieriod, the " long-impedimented march of oratoric pomp " 
with which the Cofe man has enoumbered him. And 
yet Murphy tacitly passes for a fit English representative of 
the lunite AifsixiaT, the seieutiSc analtbeb of imperial 
Borne. Our Junius alone could have done iusiice to the 
tnin Latinity of Tacitus. To translate the letters of old 
" Namiait Hinbra " into Freni'h or Italian, would be as hope- 
less an experiment ns to try and Anglicise the Hof/" Lnfon- 
taine, or make Metastosio talk his soft nonsense through ihn 
medium of onrrugged gutturals. Plutarch was lucky enough 
to have found long ago, among the French, a kindred mind 
in old Amyot : the only drawback to which good fortune is, 
that your modem Gaul requires somebody to trauslale the 
translator. Abb6 Delille has enridied bis country with au 
admirable version of the Grorpai but the same omiunental 
touches which he used so euccesalully in etabeUisbinf^ Vir- 


gil, have rendered his translatdon of our Milton a model of 

No one reads Ossian now-a-days hi England ; his poems 
lie neglected among us — " desolate " as the veir " walls of 
Balclutha ;" yet in Italy, thanks to Cesarotti, " Fingal " still 
brandishes his spear ** like an icicle,'* and the stars continue 
" dimly to twinkle through thy form, ghost of the gallant 
Oscar !" The affair presents, in truth, a far more ornate 
and elaborate specimen of the bombast in the to9canafaveUa 
than it doth in the original Macphersonic ; and Buonaparte, 
who confessedly modelled the s^le of his " proclamations " 
on the speeches of these mad Highlanders, derived all his 
phil-Ossianism from the work of Cesarotti. Of the Paradise 
Lost there happen to be a couple of excellent Italian versions 
(with the author of one, the exiled Guide Sorelli, we now 
and then crack a bottle at Offley's) ; and rEneide of Annibal 
Caro is nearly unexceptionable. Babelais has met, in our 
Sir Thomas Urquhart, a congenial spirit; but Don Quixote 
has never been enabled to cross the Pyrenees, much less the 
ocean-boundaries of the peninsula. Nevertheless, it must 
be admitted that Westmmster has lately sent, in Evans, a 
rival of the woful knight's chivalry to St. Sebastian. To 
return to the classics : when we have named Dr. Gifford's 
Juvenal, with the praiseworthy labours of Sotheby and Chap- 
man, we think we nave exhausted the subject ; for it requires 
no conjurer to tell us that Tom Moore's Anacreon is sad 
rubbish, and that, in hundreds of similar cases, the tradot' 
tore differs from a traditore only by a syllable. 

On the theory, as well as the practice of translation, old 
Prout seems to have bestowed considerable attention; 
though it would appear, at first, somewhat strange, that 
so eccentric and self-opiniated a genius as he evidently 
was, could stoop to the common drudgery of merely trans- 
ferring the thoughts of another from one idiom into a 
second or third — nay, occasionally, a fourth one (as in the 
case of " Les Bois de Blarney "), instead of pouring out on 
the world his ovra ideas in a copious flood of original compo- 
sition. Why did he not indite a " poem " of his own ? write 
a treatise on political economy ? figure as a natural theolo- 
gian ? turn history into romance for the ladies ? or into an 
old almanack for the Whigs ? We believe the matter has 

Ttis 80!ias or ho&ace. 397 

already explained by iia ; but, lest there should be any 
miatake, we do not core how often we repeat the lather's 
iavount« assertion, that, in these latter dava, " obioinalitt 
there can be none." The thing is not to he had. Disguise 
thyself as thou wilt, Piagiiiriam ! thou art still pereeptihle 
to the eye of the true bookworm ; and the silent propess of 
nproduction in the world of ideas ia not more demonstrable 
to the scientific inquirer than the progressive metempsy- 
cfaoeia of matter itself, through all its variform molecules. 
Aa Horace has it : 

" MiUta reaaBounlur quie jrun ewidcre."— E/<. erf Piirm., 70. 

Or, to quote the more direct evidence o£ honest old Chau- 
■lio discovered the incontrovertible fact at the very 
peep-o'-day of niodi-ru literatuiv: 

. . . . " iStut o( olbr fdtiita, as man sairlfi. 

CTamiifi all this ntloc rarnt from ■Qtxt la pMtn ; 
9ntr out of alQe boHifl, m gaob laillii. 

Comitfi all iftia iictiri schiik t^ai mcitiit lurn." 

Scarce ia an ancient writer sunk into oblivion, or hia 
wtirks vcithdruwu Irom general perusal, when aume literary 
Beau Tibbs starts upon town with the identical cast-off in- 
tellectual wardrobe, albeit properly "refreshed" so as to 
ptusKle any mortal eye, save that of a regularly educated Jew 
©Id-clothes man. Audisok has hinted, somewbat obscurely, 

s belief in the practice here described, when (recording his 

idgment allegorically) he aays — 

"Svou aa tbc shadcB of uight prcriul, 
Tlic muon Ink™ up tbe wondroua tolo." 

Should any one wish to see tliia truth further developed, let 
bitn purchase a book called The Woadrmit Tale of Alroy, by 
■" ajaniin Disraeli the Younker ; of which, no doubt, a few 
copies remain on hand. 

long ago as the seventy-second Olympiad, an ingenious 
irriter of Greek songs had already intimated his knowledge 
of these goings-on in the literary circles, and of the brain- 
■uckine system generally, when he moat truly (though enig- 
matically) represents the "black earth" drinking the rain- 
wnter, the trees pumping up the moiatuie of t^ soil, the 


siin inhaling the ocean vapours and vegetable juices, tin 
moon living equally on suction — 

O 6' jjX/o; SaXarrav 

and so on, through a long series of compotations and mutual 
hobnobbings, to the end of the chapter. Most modern 
readers are satisfied with moonshine. 

Prout had too high a sense of honesty to affect original 
writing ; hence he openly gave himself out as a simple trans- 
lator. '^ Non meu8 hie sermo" was his constant avowal, and 
he sincerely pitied the numerous pretenders to inventive 
genius with whom the times abound. Smitten with the love 
of antique excellence, and absorbed in the contemplation of 
classic beauty, he turned with disdain from books of minor 
attraction, and had no relish save for the ever-enduring per- 
fections of the Greek and Boman muse. He delighted in 
transferring these ancient thoughts to a modem vocabulary, 
and found solace and enjoyment in the renewed repercussion 
of remote and bygone "old familiar" sounds. 

There is not, in the whole range of pagan mythology, a 
more graceful impersonation than that of the nymph Echo 
— the disconsolate maiden, who pined away until nothing 
remained but the faculty of giving back the voice of her 
beloved. To the veteran enthusiast of Watergrasshill, little 
else was left in the decline of his age but a corresponding 
tendency to translate what in his youth he had admired ; 
though it must be added, that his echoes were sometimes 
like the one at Killamey, which, if asked, " How do you do, 
Paddy Blake .^" will answer, " Pretty wellj I thank you .'" 


JUgent Street^ July 26th. 

Waiergratthill, half-past eleten. 

In the natural progress of things, and following the strict 
order of succession, I alight on the tenth ode of book the 
first, whereof the title is " Ad Mebcubium." This per- 
sonage, called by the Greeks Hebmes, or the inter-" preter," 
deserves particular notice at my hands in this place ; forai* 


THE 80S03 or BOKACE. 309 

t aa, among tiie crowd of attributes ascribed to liim by 
'' ines. nnd thf vast multiplicity of ocL-upstioiis to 
is represented aa giving hia attention (such aa per- 
forming beavenly mesanges, teaching eloquence, guiding 
gboets, preBiding over highways, patroniarng commerce and 
robbers), he originated, and may be supposed to preserve a 
lingering regard for, the art of tramlation. Conveyancing 
is a science divisible into many deportments, over all which 
bis influence, no doubt, extends ; nor ia it the least trouble- 
■ome province of all aptly to eouvey the meaning of a diffi- 
cult writer. With OsFitEua, then, may it be allowable to 
llvddrees him on the threnhold of a task like mine — 
KXuii liQu Eofttm, ^ii ayy0.t, x. r. K 
(deed Dean Swifl, lu hia advice to poets, seems to be fully 
f the importance to be attached to the assistance 
X so useful and multiform an agent, when he knowingly 
ined the following recipe for " the machtneri/ " of an epic : 
"Take of deities, mate and female, as many as you eon 
K ; separate them into two equal parts, anil keep Jupiter 
t the middle : let Juno set him in a termeiit, and Venus 
Ecmember, on all occasions, io mixke ui« of 

JDI.AT1I.B MebciTEI." 

I The quantity of businesa necessarily transacted by liim 
I his innumerable capacities, bus furnished that profane 
T at all established creeds, Lucian, with matter of con- 
aiderable merriment ; be going so far, in one of his dialogues, 
ae to hint that, though young in appearance (according to 
what sculpture andpaiotiug have made of his outward scm- 
hbtnce), he must fain be as old as Japhet in malice. This 
degenerate Greek would seem to look on the god of wit, 
eloquence, commerce, and diplomacy as a sort of pa";an com- 
pound of Figaro, Bothschild. Dick Turpin, and Talleyrand. 
It would be naturally expected that our neighbours, the 
French, should have evinced, from the earliest times, on in- 
stinctive partiality for so lively an impersonation of their 
own endemic peculiarities ; and wo therefore feel no surprise 
in finding that fact recorded by a holy father of the second 
century (TerluU. ade. Gno*tie. cap, vii.), the same obser- 
ntion occurring to Cxsar in his Commentarir*, viz. " GaUi 
t Mereuriumciilunt" Qih.'vi.). Hdet. the illus- 


tarioos bishop of Avranches, has brought confliderable ability 
to the identification of Mercury, or Hermes TVumegistus^ 
with the Hebrew shepherd Moses ; and this, I confess, has 
been my own system, long ago adopted by me on the perusal 
of Father Kircher's (Edipus, 

The twisted serpents round his magical rod are but slight 
indications of his connexion with Egypt, compared to the 
coincidences which might be alleged, were it advisable to 
enter on the inquiry ; and I merely allude to it here because 
Horace himself things proper, in the following ode, to call 
his celestial patron a *^ nephew of Mount Atlas :" setting thus 
at rest the question of his African pedigree. This odd ex- 
pression has been re-echoed by an Italian poet of celebrity 
in some sonorous lines : 

** Scendea talor degli inaurati scaimi 
E risalira alle stellanti rote, 
Araldo dagli Dei battendo i yanni 
D*Atlante 11 facondissimo nipote.** 

We are told by Apollodorus how the god, walking one 
day on the banks of trie Nile, after the annual inun£ition 
had ceased, and the river had £illen back into its accustomed 
channel, found a dead tortoise lying on its back, all the 
fleshy parts of which had been dried up by the action of the 
sun's rays, so intensely powerful in Egypt : but a few of the 
tougher fibres remained; upon touching which the light- 
fingered deity found them to emit an agreeable tone. Forth- 
with was conceived in his inventive brain the idea of a lute. 
Thus the laws of gravitation are reported to have suggested 
themselves to Newton, while pondering in his orchard of an 
afternoon, on seeing a ripe apple fall from its parent branch. 
The Corinthian capital was the result of a Greek girl having 
left her clothes-basket, covered over with a tile, on a plant 
of acanthus. The steam-engine originated in observing* 
the motion of the lid on a barber's kettle. Whatever grace- 
fulness and beauty may be found in the three first state- 
ments (and, surely, they are highly calculated to charm the 
fancy), the last, I fear (though leading to far more import- 
ant consequences than all the rest), offers but a meagre 
subject for painting or poetry. 

The Latin name of Mercury is derived, according to a 
tradition religiously preserved among those hereditary giiar- 


[ diaoB of pnimtive i^orSQCe, the achoolniBstere, from the 

I word merx, merchandise. I beg leave to submit (and I am 

l-bome out by an old MS. in the King's Library, Paris, 

I marked b. ^.), that, though the name of commercial com- 

M nodities may have been aptiy taken from the god euppoBcd 

Wio preside over their prosperous interchange, he himaeu was 

1 BO called from hia functions of messenger between earth and 

f faeaven, quati MEDirs cubbens ; an origin of far higher im- 

L port, and an allusion to far more sacred doctrines than are 

L to be gathered from the ordinary ravings of pagan theology. 

Among the Grreeks, he rejoiced in the equally significant 

itle of Hermes, or, the "expounder of hidden things." 

■And it would appear that he waa a» constantly put in 

r requisition by bis classic devotees of old, as St. Antonio 

of Padua is at the present day among the vetturini, and 

the vulgar generally throughout Italy. It is, however, a 

•oraewhat strange contradiction in the Greek system of 

divinity, that the god of locomotion and rapidity should 

also be the protector of fixtures, mileatonea, land mart*, 

monumental erections, and of matters conveying the idea 

of permanence and stability. The well-known signet of 

Erasmus, which gave rise to sundry malicious, imputations 

against that eminent priest, was a statue of the god in the 

shape of a terminus, with the motto, " cedo nulli ;" and 

everv one knows what odium attached itself to the youth 

Alcibiades, when, in a mad frolic, be removed certain figures 

of this description, during a night of jollitv, in the streets 

of Athens. The author of the Book of Proverbs gives a 

caution, which it were well for modem destructives to take 

to themselves, entering into the spirit that dictated that 

most sensible admonition (Prov. xxii. 28), "Eemove not 

the ancient landmarks which tby fathers have set :" " Ne 

trajugrtdiaris terminoa anliquoi qiios ptituerunt palrei lui." 


" Mebcpbi racimde Nepoa AnjirriB." 

PerRiiuive Hpnuea ! Alnc'iBon! Mercuri, fBGundeiiepos Atlsatin. 

Who— scarce lind human life bdgun — Qui feroa oiiltiis honununi ru- 

Amid our rude forefntlier* ihone centum 

With arts instructire. Tone formuti catua, el daoom 

And man to new refinement wen More palsalrB: I 

With grace Kduclite. 



Te oanam, magni Joris et IV 

Kuntium, correqiie Ijrm parai* 

Callidum, qnidqaid placuit, jo- 


Condeire fmto. 

Te, boree olim nin reddidiaaei 
Per dolum amotaa, puenim mi- 

y ooe dum tenet, TiduuB pharein 
Bifiit Apollo. 

Quin et Atridas, duoe te^ nLp«^ 

Sio dives PriamuB relicto, 
Thessalosque ignee ei iniqin 


OttBtra fefellit. 

Tu pias Istia animaa veponia 
Sedibus, virgaqiie lerem ooeroei 
Aurea tiirbam, superia Deonun 
Gratua et imia. 

Herald ol Jore, and of hia court, 
Hie lyre's inventor and support, 
QeniuB ! that can at mil resort 

To glorious cunning ; 
Both gods and men in furtive sport 

Aad wit outrunning ! 

Tov, when a child the woods amid, 
Apollo's kine drew off and hid ; 
And when the sod with menace bid 

The spoil deliver. 
Forced him to smile— for, whilehechid, 

Tou stole his quiver ! 

The night old Priam sorrowing went. 
With gold through many a Qrecian 

And many a foeman's watchfire, bent 

To ransom Hector, 
In TOU he found a provident 

GKiide and protector. 

Where bloom Elysium's groves be* 

Death's portals and the Sty^^ian pond. 
You guide the ghosts with golden 
Whose special charm is 
That Jove and Pluto both are fond 
Alike of Hermes ! 

So much for Mercury. Turn we now to another feature 
in the planetary system. The rage for astrological pur- 
suits, and the beUef in a secret influence exercised by 
the stars over the life and fortune of individuals, seeoui, 
at certain epochs of the world's history, to have seized on 
mankind like an epidemic ; but never was the mania so preva* 
lent as after the death of Julius Caesar. The influx of Asiatic 
luxury had been accompanied by the arrival at Borne of a num- 
ber of " wise men from the east," and considerable curiosity 
had been excited among all classes by the strange novelty of 
oriental traditions. Among these remnants of original reve- 
lation, the announcement of a forthcoming Conqueror, to be 
harbingered and ushered into the possession of empire by a 
mysterious star,* had fixed the attention of political intri- 

* Th) expressions of Propertius are very remarkable : 

** Quffritis et ccbIo fhoenicttm ikventa sereno - 

Qua sit Stella," &c &c.— Lib. ii. 20, 60. 

■ ins 


a fit engine for working on popular creduUty ; and 
ice the partiaans of young Octaviue were conBtantly ring- 
the cnangea on " C^aAsia Ahtepm" and "Julium 
8iDr8," until they had actuallv forced the populace into a 
•troug faith in the existence o^ some celeatial pheaomenon 
connected with the imperial house of Ceeaar. Those who 
recollect, as I do, how fomously Pa*(Drini'« Propheciex aa- 
siated the interests of Captain Kock and the Dynasty of 
Derrynane, will understand the nature of this sort of hum- 
bug, and will readily imagine how the mob of Itome waa 
tutored by the aut/urs into a firm reliance on the inter- 
ference of hearen in the business. Buonaparte was too 
shrewd a student of human weaknesses, and had read hiatory 
too carefully to overlook the tendency of the vulgar towariui 
tbia belief in supernatural apparitions ; hence he got up an 
ifinU/atuia of his own, which he called the " Soleil n'Aus- 
TEHLITZ," and out of which he took a particular shine on 
more than one brilliant occasion. Mauy an old infidel gre- 
nadier was firmly persuaded, that, better than Joshua the 
Jew, their leader could command the glorious disc to do his 
biding ; and eveiy battie-iield, consequeutly, became a 
" valley of Ajalon," where they smot* the sourcrout children 
of Germany to their hearts' content. But we are wander- 
ing from the era of Augustus. By a very natural process, 
the belief in a ruling star, in connexion with the imperial 
iamilv, expanded itself from that narrow centre into the 
broM circumference of every family in the empire; and each 
individual began to fancy he might discover a small twink- 
ling shiner, of personal importance to himself, in the wide 
canopy of heaven. Great, in consequence, waa the profit 
accruing to any cunning seer from the east, who might hap- 
pen to set up an observatory on some one of the seven hiLiB 
for the purpose of allotting to each lady and gentleman their 
[own particular planet. Nostradamus, Cugliostro, Br. Spurx- 
meim, and 8t. John Long, had long been anticipated by Eo- 
BB&n practitioners ; and m the annals of roguery, as well as 
fnf literature and politics, there is nothing new under the sun. 
Tn Mr. Ainsworth'a romance of the Admirable Crichlan 
(which he wisely submitted iu embryo to my perusal), 
I c&nnot but commend the use he has made uf the 
Mtrological practices so prevalent under the reign ot 



Henry de Yalois, and tn the days oi Catherine de Medicb ; in- 
deed, I scarcely know any of the so-called historical noveli 
of this frivolous generation, which has altogether so graphi- 
cally reproduced the spirit and character of the times, as 
this dashing and daring portraiture of the young Sootchmau 
in Paris and his contemporaries. 

The mistress of Horace, it would seem, had taken it into 
her head to go and consult these soothsayers from Ghaldjpa 
as to the probahle duration of the poet's liie and her own — of 
course, fancying it needless to inquire aa to the probabiiitj 
of their amours being quite commensurate with their earthly 
career ; a matter wMch circumstances, neyertheless, should 
render somewhat problematical — whereupon her lover chidfiia 
the propensity, in the following strain of tender and affec- 
tionate remonstrance : 

Ode XI. — AD LSucoNOSifr. 

Love, mine ! seek not to grope 
Tlirough the dark windings of Chaldean witch- 

To learn your horoscope, 

Or mine, from vile adepts in fraud and treach- 

My Leuconoe ! shun 
Those sons of Babylon. 

Tu ne qusesieria. 

Scire nefas. 
Quern mihi, quern tibi, 
Finem Di dedennt, 

Nee Babylonios 
Tentaris numeros.— 

Ut melius. 

Far better 'twere to wait. 
Calmly resigned, the destined hour's 

Whether our life's brief date 
This winter close, or, through a long 
For us the sea still roar 
On yon Tyrrenetai shore. 

Quidquid erit, pati, 
maturity, Seu plures hiemes, 

Seu tribuit 
futurity, Jupiter ultimam, 

Qu» nunc oppositia 

Pumicibus mare 

Tyrrhenum ! 

Let Wisdom fill the cup ; — 
Vain hopes of lengthened days and years feli- 

Folly may treasure up ; 
Ours be the day that passeth — unsolioitous 

Of what the next may bring. 

Time flieth as we sing ! 

Sapias, yina liques, 

Ft spatio brevi 
Spem longem reseoes. 

Dum loquimur. 

Fugerit inrida 
^tas. Carpe diem, 

Quam minimum 

Credula postero. 

Horace has been often accused of plundering the Greeks, 


Eransferring eatire odea from their language into 
tree. The charge is perfectly borne out by conclu- 
•iva ittcbB, aud I shall have perhaps an opportanitj of re- 
curring to the evidences, as afforded in the subsequent 
decades of this series. The opening of the following glori- 
ous dithyramb ia clearly borrowed from the Ata^ifiafftiyyts 
'T/j.iiii of Pindar ; but I venture to say that there is not 
among the Songs of Horace a more truly Boman, a more 
intensely notional effusion, than this invocation of divine 

i)rotection on the head of the government. The art of 
yrical progression, the ars celare artrm, is nowhere prac- 
tised with greater effect ; and the bleading up of all the 
historical recollections most dear to the country with the 
proepecta of the newly -established dynasty, the hopes of 
the young Marcellua, and the preservation of the emperor's 
life^ IS a masterstroke of the politico-poetical tactician. The 
very introduction of a word in honour of the republican 
Cato, by throwing the public off its guard, and by giving 
. an lur of independent boldnesB to the composition, admirably 
w &vours the object he has in view. A more august associa- 
Ltion of ideas, a bolder selection of images, is not to be found 
twitluD the compaas of any ode, ancient or modem — save, 
erbaps, in the canticle of Habakkuk, or in the " Persian 
■" of Dryden. 


Ode XII.- 

t iroTisTirs. 

Aria—" Sublimo w 

I thflw 

Name Olio, the man ! or the god. . — for whose sake 
The lyre, or tlie clarion, loud echoei ebHll nuke 

On thj fiiToorite hill, or in Helicon's grovtt? ... 
Whonce foreata haie followed tha wiaird of Thrace, 
"WTieii riveri enraptured aiupended their raee, 
Wlim tlip eon were rouchaafMl Co the obdurnle oak, 
And the blast* of mount H»niu» bowed down to the joke 

Of the Diagical minettrel, gmndion of Joie. 

Fint to Him raUe the song i wiiose parealal control 
Hen and gods feel alike ; whom the wbtcs, u Ihey roll — 

Whom the earth, and tho itors, and tbe BeasuUB obc;, 
TTnapproacbpd in his godhead i majestic alone, 
Sungh Pallai maj itand on Uu ttepi of Ul thrmu^ 


Hiongh huntress Diana may challenge a shrine^ 
And worship be due to the god of tl^ Tine, 
And to archer Apollo, bright girer of dajl 

Shall we next sing Alcides ? or Leda's twin-lights — 
Him the Horseman, or him whom the Cestus delights f 
Both shininff aloft, by the seaman adored ; 

gTor he kens tnat their rising the clouds can dispel, 
ash the foam from the rocl^ and the hurricane queU.)— 
Of Romulus next shall the claim be allowed P 
Of Numa the peaceful ? of Tarquin the proud ? 
Of Cato, whose fall hath ennobled his sword P 

Shall Scaurus, shall Eegulus fruitlessly crave 
Honour due ? shall the Consul, who prodigal gare 

His life-blood on CannsB*s disastrous plain ? — 
Camillus ? or he whom a king could not tempt P 
Stem Poverty's children, unfashioned, unkempt, — 
The fiune of Marcellus grows yet in the shade. 
But the meteor of Julius beams over his head, 

Like the moon that outshines all the stars in her train I 

Great Deity, guardian of men ! unto whom 

We commend, in Augustus, the fortunes of Borne, 

REiaN FOB EVEB ! but guard Ait subordinate throne. 
Be it his — of the Parthian each inroad to check ; 
Of the Indian, in triumph, to trample the neck ; 
To rule all the nations of earth ; — be it Jove*s 
To exterminate guilt from the god*s hallowed groves, 

Be the bolt and the chariot of thunder thute own ! 

Next comes an ode in imitation of Sappho. Who has not 
read that wondrous woman's eloquent outburst of ecststie 
passion ? In all antiquity, no love-song obtained such cele- 
brity as that which has come down to us in the form of a 
fragment ; but though many attempts have been made to 
divest it of its Grecian envelope, and robe it in modem 
costume, I am sorry for the sake of the ladies to be obliged 
to say, that it never can be presented in any other shape 
than what it wears in the splendid original. That is toe 
more to be regretted, as, in a recent volume of very exqui- 
site poetry, Letitia Landon has devoted six glowing pages* 
to the development of Sappho's supposed feelings. If kindred 
eloquence could be taken as a substitute, and if the delicate 
instinct of a lively and fervent female soul may be ima- 

* Yp, 115—121 of the Vow of tkt Peacock, and other PoemM, 1% 
L, E, L, 1 vol. BmaSii^^o. ^\mdfica and OtUej. 


Tguied fully capable of catching tlie very apirit of Greek in- 

Siration, then may it be permitted to apply the worda of 
_ oraee occurring in ajiother place : 

" Spirst ndhun amor 
Timntque commisBi calorM 
Lalilia HdiboB puell»." — Lib. iv, ade ii. 

But, retumiog to the ode before ub. it is oot my province 
to decide whether the jealousy which our poet here de- 
■cribes wm really felt, or only uJfected for poetic purposes. 
From the notorious unsteadineea of hia attacumeuta, and the 
multitudinouH list of his loves, including in the catalogue 
Jjaiagil, Glycera, Leucoao6, Netera, Gloria, Pyrrha, Nenne, 
Lycs; Phidy]^, Cynaris, Jfco. &c. (by the way, nil Gree/i girls), 
I should greatly doubt the sincerity of hia ardour for Lydia, 
It is only necessary, for the explanation of " dente labrit 
molam," terminating the third stanza, in reference to Boman 
ideas of proper behaviour towards the ladies, to record what 
Jlora sajB of her friend Pompey, in Plutarch's life of that 
filustriouB general : — Mi-ii/ioysuiiB njj w^ot rot rio/Knioi' o/iiXictt 
•K su;^ i)v txiitifi eutancTauila//,tniii, A^HKTIIS a/ri'khif. FoF 
'the right underatandiag of tbat singular phraae in the fourth 
rtansa, the " quinteaaence," or fifth part, of NECTiK, be it 
remembered that the aweetnesa of the celeatial beverage so 
called was supposed to be divided into ten parts, the tenth 
tythe whereof conatituted what men call honey : To iiifXi, 
XT-ot Die aifi.&^citiixi lii^K, quoth Ibicus. From wbich it is 
« plain as Cocker, that Love, being the fifth part, or ;, 
' ' 'ee a fractional sweetuesa of much higher power aud 




' Quum tu, Lydia. Tele 
Ceiricem roscain," ■ 

L^dis. when voa taimtitigl; 

Talk of Telephiu. proiiiag liim 
For his bcautj. Tauntingly 

For b^ood me raising him. 
Si< TQSj Deck, Bnd bitub of alabaileF, 

M; rage I scarce am masler ! 

Quum lu, L^duh Telepbi 
Cerrioeni roseam, 
Cerea Telophi 

LaiidaebracluaiVHi! meum 
FerrenB ii^tHi 
Bile lumcr Jccur. 



Pale and faint with dizzineis, Tunc nee mem mihi, nte 

All my features presently color 

Fadnt my soul's uneasiness ; Certi sede manet ; 

Tears, big tears, incessantly Humor et in genas 
Steal down mj cheeks, and tell in what fierce Furtim labitur, arguens 

fashion Quam lentis pemtus 

My bosom bums with passion. Maoerer ignibus. 

'Sdeath ! to trace the evidence Uror, sen tibi candidos 

Of your gay deceitfulness, Turpdrunt humeros 

Mid tne cup's improvidence, Immodice mero 

Mid the feast's forgetfulness, Bix» ; sire puer furens 
To trace, where lips and ivory shoulders pay Impressit memorem 

for it, Dente labris notam. 
The kiss of your young favourite ! 

Deem not vainly credulous. 

Such wild transports durable^ 
Or that fond and sedulous 
Love is thus procurable : 
Though Venus drencn the kiss with her quin- 
Its nectar Time soon lessens. 

Non, si me satis audias, 
Speres perpetuum 
Ihilcia barbar^ 

Laedentem oscula, qam 
Quinti parte sui 
Nectaris imbuit. 

But where meet (thrice fortunate !) Fehces ter, et amplius, 
Kindred hearts and suitable, Quos irrupta tenet 

Strife comes ne'er importunate. Copula ; nee malis 

Love remains immutable ; Divulsus querimoniis 

On to the dose they elide, mid scenes Elysian, Supremft citius 

Through life s delightful vision ! Solvet Amor die ! 

Quinctilian (lib. viii. 6) gives the following address to 
the vessel of the state as a specimen of well- sustained aUe- 
gory. It appears to have been written at the outbreak of 
the civil war between Octavius and Marc Antony, and of 
course, as all such compositions ought to do, explams itself. 
There is, however, a naval manoeuvre hinted at in st. ii. ad- 
mirably illustrative of a passage in the Acts of the Apostles 
(cap. xxvii. v. 17), where the mariners are descrioed by 
St. Luke as " underyirding the ship " that carried Paul. 
Eopes, it appears, were let down, and drawn under the keel 
of the vessel to keep all tight : this is what Horace indi- 
cates by sine funibus carina. I recommend the point to 
Captain Marryat, should he make St. Paul's shipwreck on 
tbe isle of Malta the subject of his next nautico-historica] 


THE aoIfBB or HOEACE. 40 


O Bniis. referent 

WLat teeeli perdition nrgee, 

Oallfl; t tjiy darkiome track, 
Once more upon the aurgcB ? 

Hie to the haven bnck ! 
Dotb not the lightning ihow thee 
Thou hast got none to row thee? 
Is not thj- mAinmut shattered P 

Hoth not the boisleroua smith 
Thj jotiIb uiii Hgifing ecHttrred? 

In diihabiUo uncoutli, 
Bow CBn»t thou hope lo weather 
' Tlieatoniit that round tliee gather? 
B«nt an the Baihi that deek'd l)iee ; 

Deaf are tliy goda became, 
Tbotigh iiumtDoncd to prolwt thee, 

Tliongh iued to sbto thee from 
The tale thou moat sbhorrcat, 
, Proud dauijhtar of the foreat ! 

pictured poop 

PiBB-dmberi from the Fontua ; 

Fear leat, in one fell bwood, 

J Punt, pride, and pinl^troea hollow, 

I The Mofflng whirlpool awaJlow ! 

\ Tte watehed thee, sad and penaive, 
1 Source of my recent porea I 
I Oh, wisely apprehenBire, 
I Ventura not nnawnres 
, Wliere Greece apreada oul ha' mm, 
■" id with Cyclades ! 

O quid sgia T 
Fortiler occupa 
Portum. Nonne rid» ut 
Nudum rsmigio Utua 

Et malua celeri 

SauuiuB Africo 

AntenniequB gemant, 

Ac !ine funiboa 

Til duraro carina 

Possint imperioaiuB 

^quor ? fTon tibi lUDl 

Integra iintea, 

Non Di quos itcmm 

Preaaa voces malo j 
Quamvis Pontim pinui. 
Silvan filia nobilia, 

Jaetes et genua et 

Nomen inutile. 

Nil pictia timidui 

Navila puppibua 
Fidil. Tu, nisi rentia 
Debes ludibrium, cave. 

Curaqne nou levifl 
InlerfuM nitenfea 
Titeii aquora Cjcladsa. 

The same "interil de eirconilance" which may Imve given 
"niquancy to the allegory, possibly attached itself ako to tlie 
' foUoniiig spirited lines. Antony and Cleopatra must have 
looked ou tiie aliusion to Paris and Helen as libellous in 
the citreme. Cousidered merely in the light of a political 
sqnib, the ode is capital ; but it has higher merit as a 
finished lyric ; and Tom Campbell evidently found it in tlie 
aa well aa substance of his popular and spirited effii- 

athek PBorT'g seliqcts. 

Ude XV, — TUE BEA-aon's wabjuso log 

" Pastor cuDi traherrt," 4c, 

As the Shepherd of Troj, irii^ing over Ibe deep 

8id Perfidy'a freightage, bore Helen along, 
Old Kereus upros«, hushed the breeies to ■leep, 

Ah 1 homeward thou bringeat. irith omm of droid. 

One whom Greece will redaim !^for her mllliana hare n 

Not to rest till thej tear the lalae bride trom Uij bed. 
Or till Priam's old throue tliair reienge orertum. 

See the struggle ! how foam corcn honemen and M«ed< I 
See thy Ilian coDsigned to Ihe bloodiest of fieew ! 

Mark, arrajed in her uelmet, Minerra, who rpeedi 
To prepare far the battle her car and her cgis ! 

Too fondly thou deemeet that Tenus will Touch 

For a lue which thou epondest in trimming tbj curln. 

Or, in timing, rwlincd on an indolent couch, 
Au cSemiiuite lyre to an audience of girl*. 

Though awhile in TolnptuouB pasHmit emplored. 
Far awa; from the cont«>C, the tninnt of luat 

MnjF baffle the bowmen, and Aja* atoid, 

Tlij adultemui ringlets are doomed to the duit I 

See'et thou him of Ithaca, bcouteb of th; race? * 
Gallont Teucer of Salami* I ^eBto^ Ihe wise T 

How, UTiring hU car on thj cowardl; Iraoo, 
Swift athcnelus poisei hia lance ai he SioB ? 

Swift Sthenelus, Diomed'n brare cliariotccr, 
ABComplished in combat like Merion llui Cretan, ' 

Fierce, towering alofl see his matter appear, 

Of a breed that in battle has never bean boatcni. 

Wbom thou, like a f«wn. when a wolf in the Talle; 

The delicate paaturc comjiela liim to leoTe, 
Wilt ftr, faint and breethless — though flight maj ool bill; 

With all thj beloved heard thee l^sat to achieve. 

Achillea, retired in lue aiigrj pavilion, 

Shall cause a short respilo to Troy and her gomea ; 

Yel a few winters more, and the turrets of Ilion 
Must sinli mid the roar of relributlTC flames '. 

Horace first burst on the town u a xttiru^ oat 

tiisn one fair dame must have had eauae, like Tyndaria, to 
ill out with him. There ia a graceful miitiire of playful- 
ess and remonstrance in the following amende honorabU, in 
rhich he dwells on the unaeetnlj appearance of resentment 
od anger in the features of benn^. With reference to 
tanui v., it would appear that the tragedy of Thyettet, by 
'arua, iraa at that moment in a successful run on the Bo- 
on boards. 

Ode XVI.— the batiribt's becastation. 


Cunque lolea modum 

Fone« inmbis ; lire Oammi, 

Siva mkri libet HadrianD. 

If on Dtndjmeiie, non odjtia quattt 
Mi^ntem BBirerdatmn 
Ineolii Pjlhiua, 
Ifon Libt^r squc, noo bcuIa 
Sic geminsnt Carjbanlet (era. 

Trintet utirs; quu h^qd Norn'iu 

Deterret ea»iB, 

Hec mare naufragiun, 

"See esTUB igait, nee trcmendo 

Jupiter ipfe rueoa tumultu. 

Dt Cfbte'H most aoliinin ritcK, 
CymbaJs of bnias uid gpelii of 

poUo'B prie«t, 'toid Delphic BightB j 
r Bicclumal, 'mid flerce delighu, 

Fnsenlj b scene more tr^o 
ban Anger, when it rules the eoul. 

Nor B» nor sirord cao then sur- 

Tor the vei'd olementB control, 
liough Jote himself, from pols to 

Thundenng nuh down to the en- 

■ometheiu — farced to ^mft, of old, PerturProroethcDii addere prindpi 
Upoii our itock a foreign acion, Limo coaelug 

il'd np — if WB bo trulj told — " — ^"" ' — '' 

bmto particl™, 
mould — 
Anger he galhcred jrom the lion. 

Lnd mimy a loftj cilj'e tiaee 
Cbused B proud foeman to eOace, 
Plouffaing the site with hoftile 

Deieclom, et ii 
Tim «tomi 

Irte Thjeaten eii 

UrbibUB ulti 



Oh, be appeued ! 'twiu nee, in tooth, Hoctil* ■ratfim 1 

Finrlookem; song's miric^tnior; ComjMKV n 

In vilj mnd univfloctine joutJi. Mft qiumup pi 

d Uif deed uncouth i TenUTit hi duln innati 

Ferrur, rt in cvlea is 

lady ! I ewmr— mj rec 
HeoceTorth lo rectify 
To change mj tones from bUme U) 

hijg Miril (urmlfm : ninu* afo mk 
Miitarv mi^m (naU* 

Fix Rvaiil^tia uoics 


The ijiirjla of ■ sad defaultflr t 

Here follows a bilUt-domx, cunreying to tlie bi 
lady (whose wrath we must euppoae to hftvo r 
perusal of the foregoing) a gallant invitation to thervil 
maneion of our author. To ]«reei»e the diflerena: brtWMD 
a bond fide invite and n mere moonshine propoaal, it is laly 
uecvBsary to collate this with Tom Moore's 

Odk. XVII.— as 

TO hokack's tulu. 

Oft Tor the hill where nngei 

Mj Subine dock, 
Swjil-foolfi) Faun ciohmgn 
Arcadia's rock, 
And, tempering tumnier's ny, Torbidi Defmdit •>>■ 
Uiitoward rain to harm mj kida. Tsqiw net* 

And there in happj Tagraiioe, 

Roams the Klie-guat, 

Lured b; manlnl rraKranee, (juamiut 

Thtouah dell* romote ; Kl thjma 

Of each vdd herb and shrub partAkea. Olentia uiona m 

Nor fears the ooil of lurking sunkeL Neo rindsf ad 

No prowling wotvea alarm her i 

ijafe from their grip* Ktfdulna hifiaai 

While Faun, itumorlal clivmtf I iricunifur dalr^ 

Attuii» lus pipe, l^iian. llalBlk 

A-id down liie role and o'er tlu hilll Tallos, et Uttic* culiHUii 

Ustioa's ever; echo OIU. Lcm panonacn ■ 

TBE ao^aa of 

The Oode, their bard mrcasmg, 

With kmdneaa IruBt : 
^iBj'vefill'd my house with bleflsing— 

lij countTF'Best, 
re Pleotj yoids her loaded horn, 
ir I^daris, pnj come odom ! 

' From Biriua in the lenith, 
From tumtiwr's glare, 
Come, whore the vaUey Boreoneth, 
Come, warblo there 
KiSongc of the hero, fur vrhoso Lore 
"" iielop6 and CircS itrove- 

[ Hot thmll the cup be mntiug, 
J So h&nnlHi thou, 

I- To grace that hour enchanting 
Id iliody glen, 
ir ahall the juiLV our calm disturb, 
' aweet emotiona curb t 

DI me tuenlur i 

Et Riuu cordi est. 
Hlc tibi rapia 
Manabit ad pJeaum benigno 
Biuia boaorum opulentacomu. 

Hie in redupld 
TikUe canicule 
Vitabis iBstUB, 
Et flde Ttii 
Diceg IsboranUu iu uno 
Penelapen ritreamqae Circen. 

Pocula Leibii 
DuiHS sub umbrt 
Nee Semeleiu* 
Cum Marte coufundet Tb jooeun 
Pnelis; uec meluea proter 

[ Fear not, mj fair ona 1 Oyrus 

[ Shall nor intrude, 

I Kor worry thee dijgiroui 

> Of (olitude, 

■For rend thy innocmt robe, itor tear 

'~ie garland from tliy flowing hair. 

SuapecCa Cyruio 
Ne male diapari 

Jek of Alcieus. To the concluding words, " perlueititor 
_ " I have ventured to attach a meaning whicli the recent 
Sscoveriea at Pompeii, of drinking uteneihi made of a kind 
f Bilicious materiai, would Beem fully to justify. 

" Nollam, Vare, aacrA vile prius spreria arboroui," Ac. 
Mqjiv oXXo fvTivafs irportpoc ^ii'^poi' nfiwiX^ «. r. X. 

SoUaDi, Yore, sacre rile prius Bevsria arborem 
Cirut mile lolum Tiburis, et mmiia Catih : 
Sit-in ontuia naro dura Deae propoeuit ; neqae 
Mordacee ahtT difl\jgtiint loUicitudines. 
Quii post TOia gnwem militiam aut paupBrioni orepit f 
Quia uou le potius, Bacche pal«r, teque, deoena Teniu t 
Al Do quia modiei liranailiat munera Ijberi, 
Centuiu-ea mou«t cum Lapithis riia au[i«r mcru 


r'rr>*r.t.'i : —icfrt S.ihwGii* non kris Erius, 
Vi=;2!i ^ ^-v-^ redu ecfso &ae iibidinam 
I>wxrx=r; sv^ii. X en eeo te, candide Baasareu, 
Ixrr^sn z-^as=az=, ; aee Tvixs obsiu frondibus 

Sb» xxasa ra^cia. Scrm teat com BavcjnUiio 
Ccci^ ^T~TME-ii, qos fobaeqiiitiir oecus amor nii, 
£S MiGeBf TBTcws phif nimio ploria rolioem, 
fiia prodigB, pcrhiridior Titro. 

ft IStwU, Tanu, Trnfre fixed npoo planting 
So«z=i Tocr TiDa enchanting^ 
Ofi^ttc&OsV friend: let tfae Tine be the fint 

Oft as ether wBdxtwa viU Jore lend 
To kaep at a dirtanftf 
and tbe eana that aeeompanj thint. 

Sd one talk» aft<r viae abcmt " battles^ or " frmine ;" 

Boiy if TovcxaaiiBe, 
Xbe praam ol' knv and good living are rific; 

Tb3cz:b onee d^ Centaim, *midpotationa too «mpk^ 

Left a tn^ example 
Of abicqart diihonoared bj bloodahed and 

Far z«Di>Tvd be sndi doinga from ns ! Let the IliraciBni* 

Asid their Hbationt, 
Ccefjcssd aH the limits of right and of wrong % 

vill join in their orgiea onholj — 
I :;Vrer will rally 
TSe rises that to ii i nam i u ed Baoctma belong. 

Lee Crt^> sOence her prieffthood, and calm her 

Braw crmbals and clamour ; 
Awar with soch oatborats, nproarions and rain ! 

Displars often fiDQowed br Insolence mnliah. 

And Confidence fo(^h. 
To be seea through and through, like this glass that I drain. 

In the first decade of Hontian songs, it became mj duty 
to supplv in the ori^:inal Latin, from the Vatican Codex, a 
loDg4ost effusion of tlie Sabine fiurmer, commencing " Viretd 
mrtauKmet ;" or. as the Scotch haTe it, '' Ghreen growthe rashes, 
O !'* I am equaUy happy to be enabled, owing to the late 
Sir HamphvT Davy's experiments on the calcined Toloines 
found at Herculaneum, to supply, in concluding this second 
eMar. mmoiAer lost ode of Horace, which has been imitated 




Des sots auteurs heme les vers ineptes, 
Nous instruiBant par gracieux pr^ceptes, 
Et par sermons, de joie antidotes." — J. B. 

Horace, in one small Tolume, shows us what it is 

To blend together eyery kind of talent ; — 
'Tis a bazaar for all sorts of commodities, 

To suit the grave, the sad, the graye, the gallant : 
He deals in songs and " sermons/' whims and oddities, 

By turns is philosophic and pot-yaliant. 
And not iinfrequently with sarcasm daughters 
^he yulgar insolence of coxcomb authors. — O. Y. 

The " diffusion'^^ of knowledge is, we suspect, somehow ir- 
reconcileable with \\x^t<mdensation ; at least, we see no other 
way of explaining the notorious fact, that one old standard 
author contains (either in the germ or in full developm^t) 
more ideas than a whole modem " Cyclopaedia ;" funush- 
ing more materials for thought and feeling than aie 
now accumulated during a whole Olympiad in the ware- 
houses of Paternoster Bow. It is for this reason that we 
gladly revert with Prout to the small Elzevir which, towards 
the close of his earthly career, formed the subject of lus 
vesper meditations, and cheerfully accompany him throng 
another " decade" of his classic rosary. 

We know not how it will be with us next month, or 
whether we shall be tempted to take up a newspaper id[ter 
the fatal ides of September 1836. 

The removal of the stamp-duty on the 15th, bids fiur to 
open the floodgates of " dimision,'* so as to swamp us alto- 
gether. Then will begin the grand millenium of cheap 
knowledge ; from that auspicious day will be dated the 
hegira of Hetherington. The conquest of China by the 
Tartars will find its parallel in the simultaneous rush of 
writers over the great wall, which the sober wisdom of 
former reigns had erected to restrain such-like inroads of 
Calmuc vagrancy. The breaking down of the dykes of 
Holland, and the letting in of the Zuydersee, is to be re- 
hearsed in the domains of literature. The Dutchmen wero 
drowned by a rat — we are to be inundated by Rice.* Soap, 
it is true, will continue to be as dear as ever, but tiie 

* The Bight Hon. Spring B., chancellor of the Excheqiifir, 18S6. 


' "w»terBof ioBtniction" are to be plentifully supplied tc 
I the uawasbed, 

Hie aqua." — Itrr Brandit. 

One cannot help imagining, that a concomitant reduction 
■tm the former most useful article would prove aa beneficial 
tn the Badicals as the cheapening of brimstone (for example) 
would be to the writers and readers of the Ca/etfonian Mer- 
cury ; but the WhigB, probably, wish to monopolise yet 
while the staple manufacture of Windsor, for the eicluaive 
pose of blowing bubbles to delude the rabble. We ob- 
re, by a recently discovered process, that /in(i have been 
Ibund less hard-hearted than tne Chancellor, and actually 
yield soap from silica. 

To the press, as hitherto constituted, we acknowledge 

ourselves eiceedingly indebted. On a late occasion,* the 

unanimous expreasion of cordial sympathy which burst from 

■ferery organ of public opinion, in reprobation of a brutal 

^Hkeault, baa been to us consolatory and gratifying. We 

^^ftall hazard the charge of vanity, perhaps, but we cannot 

^■wlp replying to such testimonies of fellow-feeling to- 

' wards ourselves in the language of a gifted Boman : — 

" Ett taihijueunda in malis, el ffrala in dolore, ventra erga tne 

vobtnlBf : ifd curam de me quaso drpimilr." (Catilinar. iv.) 

~le iuteresta of literature are still uppermost in our 

ilOUght«. and take precedency of any selfish considerations. 

Tfe will be ever found at our post, intrepidly denouncing 

'ulgar arrogance of booby scribblers, unsparingly censur- 

j the obtrusion into literary circles of silly pretenders 

^oTHUt borse'jockies, and brainless bulbes. 

We took up a number of the " Carlton C/ironirle " for Inst 

|lonth, in which we read with some astonishment the asser- 

iOn that Ware Antony " was juatilied " in causijig M. T. 

"'eero to be waylaid and butchered in cold blood, as some 

mement for his " wounded fet'lings " on reading that 

a oration called the Second Paitrppic, Tlie Carlton 

jkronieU is conducted by a young barrister of eniinent at- 

"'-menta, and we therelore experience some 8\irprise at the 

r Boman law, or the laws of civilized society (as 

• The brutal BSBSult of Grantlej Berkeley on iJie publielier Fra«er. 


contradistinguished from the laws of " Lynch," the Ameri- 
can Lycurgus) put forth in this startling announcement. 
Our illustrious namesake, Oliver, was not very serupuloiu 
in his respect for the " baubles " of legal arrangement ; yet 
even he took alarm at the title of a pamphlet, CEdled, '* fil- 
ing no Murder." We are not exactly members of the Inner 
Temple, but we beg to question the propriety of the above 
decision,* which we cannot otherwise qualify than as 

« A sentiment exceedingly atrodona, 
Kot to be found (we trust) in Pnffendorff or Gxotiat." 

We rejoice, however, at the introduction of TuUy's immor- 
tal speech, and are thankful for being thus reminded of a 
classic precedent for intrepidly exposing to the scorn of all 
rightly thinking men those blunders and follies which force 
themselves into public notice, and, baboon-like, exhibit their 
shameful side by a fidse position of (heir own choosing. 

Cicero had to replv to an elaborate composition of his 
stupid adversary, published by Marc Antony himself, at his 
own expense, at the bookshop of the Boman Bentley of tiie 
day ; need we add, miserably deficient in literary value, and 
rich only in absurdities — " hoe ut colUgeres homo amentisoMU 
tot dies im aliend rii id script it asti T* {Philip, ii.) In that pro- 
duction the booby had touched upon points which he shoold 
have been, of all other men, careful to avoid. Mark, we 
pray you, gentle reader, the words of TuUy : " MaximS wuror 
wnentionem te heereditatum ausum esse facer e cum ipse hetreS- 
totem patris non adissesJ*^ — //. ibidem,* 

We need not point out the passage, of which this is the 
exact prototype ; neither is it necessary to indicate where 
may be found a fac-simile for the subsequent exclamation of 
the indignant orator — " O misene mmtieris fcecunditatem es- 
lamitosam .'" (it. ibidem) ; nor the allusion contained in the 
words by which he reproaches his opponent for the con- 
firmed stupidity evinced in his literary production, albeit he 
had enjoyed certain advantages of family wit — ** aiiquidemm 
milis ab uxore mimd trahere potuisti " (t^ ibid.). The follow- 
ing picture of his adversary's personal appearance, and the 

• This TeCen V> the Wwuitt of the Berkeley iunily. 


EsdmiBsion of his eigoal accompliBhmeuta in all the graces of 
MB prize-fighter, ought not to be forgotten : 

bupibu!, iitii Utenbiu, ulA gUtti&torii taliaa 
corporis finnilalc." — /(. iiubm, 

iWe recommend the whole diBcourse (beyond comparison the 
rst model of classic eloquence in existence, and the most 
r Iwwerful expoie that folly and brutality ever received) to the 
Attentire meditation of those concerned. 

" Nullo lueC hoc AntODiiu ono'." 

In the couree of Prout's youthful mmhles through Italy, 

we find that he has recorded the circumstances of a devout 

pilgrimage, undertaken by hiin. to the very spot nhere the 

lUustrious orator — the terror of oil Eoman ruffians, from 

Clodiue to Catiline, from Antony to Verres — was cowardlv 

BBUssinated by the hero of the Sfcond Philippic* It is a 

green lane. leading off the via Jppia down to the shores of 

tfae Mediterranean ; and close by the scene of the disgrace - 

fill event stands to the present day, on the ruins of the For- 

mian villa which had belonged to the murdered statesman, 

an hotel, known by the classic designntion of " Albergo di 

Cicerone." The details of that visit, with simdry delectable 

Linatters appertaining thereunto, remain in our "chest" for 

f jhrther use. when we shall have to entertain our readers 

irith other (and collateral) subjects ; wheu from Horace we 

■shall pass t<] some of bis contemporaries. 

To Horace we now return. In uiii the dunces and 
fbolliea of Eome found an uncompromising foe — equally for- 
I'midahle to " Mavius the blockhead " and to " Gorgonius 
i he-goat," to " the debauchee Nomentanus," and to 
** Pantolabus the buffoon." It is. however, aa a lyric poet 
[that Prout chooses to dwell on his merits ; and in this, as 
D moat matters, we recognise the professional tendency of 
hbe father to peacetul topics and inoifeusive disquisitions. 

Kpean to h»ve been in his ila; " Udv's man " — lor* 
know not, howerer, whether A» wu Fool ^Dough to UJli of 
le matroiu of Rome iuto the senate-house, like Qranlle; 

420 FATHER PBOTt 8 fiELTqCIfl. 

Jl'elrrgraiihill, ad 1™ pocHi n 

Whes first I took up the Songs of Iloraoe, with s rient U 
record my imaginings thereanent (for the benefit of nij pi' 
rishinuers), it occurred to me that something in the shsp 
of methodical arrangement would not be amias, and thi 
these miacellaneoua odes would come more acceptable if 01 
attempt were mode at closBificatioo. In this aepartmenl 
the modems have a decided advantage over the writers a 
antiquitv ; the bump of " ordor," as it relates to section uu 
subdivision, being of comparatively late derelopement 
Pagan antiquity had been content, ever since the goddea 
Flora enamelled the earth with so maay charmiag rarietie 
of form and colour, to admire them for their very coofusJoil 
and to revel in the delightful contrasts they anbrdcd; 
do we learn, from the author of Genesis, that there wm i 
regular system of botanical science understood by Ev«, a 
her state of horticultural innocence : it was reserved &tr tli 
great Dutchman, Limweua, to methodise the beauty and t 
classify the fragrance of dowers. My old friend and school 
fellow, I'Abb^ Moutardier, who. since the French cmi^rt 
tion, resides at Lulworth Castle, Dorsetshire (where I' 
Weld family have gathered round him a small coDg 
gation), carries the practice of regular claasificatiuu to i 
great extent in his Anglo-Gallic addreeaes from the r 
pulpit of the castle-chapel ; ex. yr. " My friuds, the aei 
of twoday vill be ia/ourpinlg ; after vich, I rill draw fo 
you a little mor-ale," &c. In pursuance of this praiseworlii] 
system of orderly arrangement, I had set out by dividinj 
these songs under sixcompreheuaive heads*; I ° political squibs 
2" convivial and bacchanalian; 3° love songs; 4" nbilo 
Bophical effusions ; 5" theological bymns ; and 6° uiatljj 
<iertain odes addressed to Virgil, Msceuas, Ac., dictated bj 
the purest /cieHrf* Alp, and bearing, more than all the pert, U 
impress of earnestness and sincerity. The eatalogae rntotm 
made out after this fashion, took ii^ I found, the wholi 
range of his lyrics ; and, instead of the wild luxuriancy C 
uncontrolled prodm-tiveness — the very wilderness of ibought 
and sentiment which the book now presents — reduced tbfl 
collection to uU the symmetry of a civilized parterre laid out 
bv Evelyn or Lenfttre. 


Mucli meditating, howerer, on the peculiar genius of the 
>et, aad fully aware that, with reference to the '' teries 
meturapie," be practised what he preoelied, I eoucluded 
tiat, in publishing bis four books of occaeional miustrelsj 
r in their actual order of succession, totally regardless of 
*■ the date of each particiUar composition, he must have 
been guided by some hidden principle of refined taste, appli- 
cable to the precise consecutive position assigned to every 
song. Of himself, as well as of the father of poetry, it may 
be safely predicated, that ni/ molitur ine-plf. Hence, on ma- 
turer consideration, I shrunk from interrupting the present 
Ikk of precedence, established by recognised authority ; and 
I resolved to maictaiu it as steaafastly as if I bad taken a 
regular ooth not to " weaken or disturb the line of success- 

^■ion" in the harmony of Horace I have not vet got 

^Hjbrough the first book. If I recollect right, a drinking bout 
^Kl'to Vamus" (numbered ode xviii.) wound up the last 
^E^per ; a love-song " to Gltceba" (ode xis.) shall, therefore, 
luber in the essay of to-night. 

Horace was not very lucky in his loves. In spite of all 

the fervour with which he eslialta the fascinations and chants 

^_^he merits of the fair sex— notwithstanding the delicacy with 

^KWhioh he could flatter, nod the sprightly ingenuity with which 

^Bie could ainuse the ladies of Borne, he appears, from the 

^Hfeeponding tenor of his amatory compositions, to have made 

^"tut small havoc among the hearts of patrician matrons. 

l^ese ditties are mostly attuned to the most plaintive strain, 

and are generally indicative of unrequited attachment and 

disappointed hopes. He has made Posterity the conJidanU 

mt£ niB jealousy regarding "Ptbbua;" "LrniA" forsakes 

Ihid for " Tklephub," who was probably a stupid life-guards- 

pwn, meflsunng five feet eleven ; " Chlob" runs away from 

. B addresses, begging her mother to say she is "jet too 

hroung to form an engagement ;" be records the perjured 

londuct of " BiRisi" towards him ; laments the inconstancy 

"Ne^ba," the hauteur of "LrcE;" makes an abject 

jologj- to "Ttkdahib," whose pardon we do not find that 

e obtains ; he invites her to his villa ; we don't learn that 

e accepted the invitation. 

The fact is, be wna in stature a dwarf, with a huge bead, 


a la Quasimodo ; further endowed with an ungainly promi- 
nence of abdomen ; eyes which required the constant appli- 
cation of unguents and coUyria ; was prematurely bald, lika 
B^ranger — 

" Moi, k qui la sagesse 
A fait tomber touB les chereoz ;" 

and, like him, he might break forth into that affecting out- 
burst of naif despondency derived from the consdousness of 
a deformed figure : 

" Elle est 81 BELLE, 

Et moi — et moi— je suia 81 laid !" 

By the way, to Beranger's immortal credit be it remarked, 
that he is the only Frenchman who ever, under any circum- 
stances of personal ugliness, made a similar admission. 
" Mons. Mayeux" fancied himself an AnoNis ; so does M. 
Thiers, though his portraits prove him to be what Theodore 
Hook has imagined, as the exact symbol, or vera ixuiv, of 
Tom Moore : viz. " something between a toad and a Cupid." 

Still, nothing could keep Horace from trying his fortune 
among the girls. " His only books were woman's looks ;" 
though ** folly" (as in Moore's case) was positively all he 
gathered from the perusal. Though his addresses are repeat- 
edly rejected, he still perseveres ; and, in spite of his noto- 
rious scepticism in religious matters, he actually offers up a 
propitiatory sacrifice to Venus, in the hope ot forwarding, 
by supernatural agency, the object of his desires. His case, 
in truth, appears one of peculiar hardship ; and so CTaphic 
is the picture he draws of his hopeless passion, that Kacine 
has found nothing more powerml wherewith to represent 
the frensied feelings of Phaedra, in his wonderful tragedy of 
that name, than two lines borrowed from the following ode : 

" Ce n'est plus une ardeur dans mes Teines cach^, 
C'est Vejjus toute enti^re k sa proie attach^.'* 

Ode XIX. 


Love's unrelenting Queen, Mater ssra Ciq>idiniui 

With Bacchus — Theban maid ! thy wayward ThebansBque jubeC 


Keddcro unoribuB. 

Urit me Glycetw nitor 
Splendentis Fnrio 

Urit grola proterviU*, 
Et TultUB nimiam 
Lubricus Bipici. 

CVpruin (Itaeruit ; 
Rec palilur Scythw, 

Qlfceni duiling gknce, 
Tliatiritli voluptuoui light my Tieion dinu — 

Tlie ([Tacts that BoKaace 
The Pariun marble of her BDOW-nhito limbe, 

HaTB left mv heart no chanoe 
■AgitimlLer trintiiiigirilesaiid playful petuJance. 

Say not tlmt 7enu» dwelU In 

Id dutimt Cjprua, for she lille my breast. 

And from that Bhrine cipeb 
All other tbumea : my lyre, by lore posBest, 

No mon> nith war-notes awells, oquis 

Jlor aioga of Farthinn shaft, nor ScTlluan Parthum dicere ; neo 

alaughter tella. Quie nihil attinent. 

Come liitber, alares I aod pile Ilio viTum mihi ceepi- 

in ollar of green turf, and inceme bum ; tcm, hie 

Strew magic rortain, while Terbenas, pueri 

I pour libationa from a golden urn : Pooite, thuraque. 

These riles may reconcilB Bimi num patera men : 

Die goddest of Beree lore, who yet may deign llsctatik reuiot 

to smile. Lenior hostia. 

ow different from this nielanclioly love-lyric, " made 
to IiiB miatrcBs'B eye-brow,'" is the jovial style which he 
laaeumes when Miecenaa hiie promised to look in on his 
rustic dwelling, on his road to some sea-port " A friend 
»d pitcher" eeem to constitute the native und proper ele- 
jaent of Horace. Mark how he disports himself in the 
.eoDtemplation of the prime-miniater of Augustus seated by 
Lis cheerful hearth, and partaking of Buch homely fare as 
the Sabine farm could fumish ; insinuating at the same 
time, without the least appearance of caiolery or toadyism, 
one of the most ingenious compliments that ever statesman 
received from dedicatory poet in ancient or modem times. 
"Uuder preteit of specifying the exact age of some bottled 
liquor, which he promises shall be forthcoming, he brings up 
the mention of a fact most gratifying to the feelings of htii 
exalted patron. As Tasso has it, 

" E que! chB eresee sommo prcgio all' opre 
I.' art* che tutlo^, nulla si scuopre.'' 


Ode XX. — " pot-ltjck" with hobace. 


Since thou, Msecenas, nothing loth, Yile potabis modicis Sabmura 

Under the bard's roof-tr^, Cantharis, Grseca quod effi 
Canst drink rough wine of Sabine growth, ipse testa 

Here standi a jar for thee ! — ConditumleyL,datiisintheatit> 
The Grecian delf I sealed mjself, Quum tibi plausus, 

That year the theatre broke forth. 

In tribute to thj sterling worth, 

When Bome*s glad shout the welkin rent, CareMsecenasequeSjUtpaterai 

Along the Tiber ran, Flominis rips, simul etjooon 

And rose again, by Echo sent, Bedderet laudea tibi Yaticaiii 

Back from Mount Vatican ; — Montis imago. 

When with delight, O Roman knight ! 

Etruria heard her oldest flood 

Do homage to her noblest blood. 

Wines of Falemian yintage, friend, GaBCubmn et prdo domitun 

Thy princely cellar stock j Caleno 

Bethink thee, should' st thou condescend Ta bibes uvam : mea neo Fa- 
To share a poet's crock, lemie 

Its modest shape, Cajeta's grape Temperant rites, neqne For- 

Hath never tinged, nor Formia's hill miani 

Deigned with a purple flood to fill. Pocula colles. 

Folio weth, in due coDsecutive order, one of those per- 
formances which, in my catalogue above alluded to, I nad 
set down as one of the " hymns theological." Our poet, 
besides filling at the court oi Augustus an office similar to 
the laureateship of old Nahum Tate, of birthday-ode me- 
mory, seems to have combined with that responsible situa- 
ation the more sacred functions of Stemhola and Hopkins. 
The Carmen Saculare was like Southey*s Vision of Judgment 
— an official effusion of devout loyalty to church and state. 
This hymn, recommending (very properly) the worship of 
Diana to the maidens of Kome, while he exhorts the Boman 
youth to reverence Apollo, must have been composed about 
the year u.c. 731, when scarcity, combined with the pros- 
pect of war, threatened the country. That Persia and 
Great Britain should be made the scapegoats on the occa- 
sion seems natural enough ; the Jews had similar uncharit- 
able ideas, as may be gathered from the Psalms of David. 
(Ixxix. 6, and j7a«5tm). 


Ode XX I . — ad pdbem bohakah. 

HanuD tenene dirila Tirginei, Toa Temp£ totidimi tollite Inudibua, 

Btonaam pueiidicite Cjntliiimi, Nalalemque, m&nw, Uulou ApolloniB, 

I«t(jnanique Bupreme Inaiguemqua pliwelrll, 

Diloctam penito* Jovi. FraternSque IjunHrrum IjtS. 

'm laiUm fluTiifl et ncinoruta Eio belliini InchrTmuaum, hax miie- 
MID&, ram Cameio, 

iquc «nl gelido prominet Pwtonque a popiUo at principe Cw 

Tostrl nwtiu agct procc 


Worahip Dinim. joung daughters of lUlj ! 

Toutiu 1 ling Apollo — both children of Jove . 
Honour Latono, tlifir mother, who miebtil; 

Triumphed of old in the Thunderer's b<e. 
Muds 1 ling the HunCreiii, whose hauuU are the highlands, 

Who trends, in a buabin of silferj ahuen, 
Each foreat-crowned aununit through Greece and her ulsuda, 

From dark Erf Tnonlliua to Cragua the green. 

ITrom Tempi's fair xalley, by Phoibua frcqaentcd. 
To Delos his birthplace — the light quiTer bong 

From his alioulden — the Ijre that his brother iuventpd — 
Bo each ahrine by our youth and each attribute BUng. 

Hh jout prajera to the regions of light find admittance 

On Casar's bflialfi— and the Deitj urge 
To drive from our iantl lo the Periiana and Britona, 

Of Famine the curse ! of Bellona the scourge '. 

That he conBidered himself the object of special solicitude 
io the gods, is very perceptible in his writinga ; that be ac- 
tually believed in the existence of these celeettol persooagea 
. . nevertheless, as uice an historical problem aa the pedigree 
if Perkin Wnrbeck or the iiiety oi O'Connell. Like Bo- 
however, be " thrived on his ale." 

He kept his skin iutact (4<vte curuM cM(e), his neighbours 
in good humour, and the table In a roar. One day, 
baring extended his ramblM beyond the boundary of his 


farm, humming as he went an ode " to Lalag^," which we 
have unfortunately lost (unless it be the fifth of the second 
book), behold ! an enormous wolf suddenly stares him in 
the face, and as precipitately takes to flight, without any 
apparently efficient ca^se. The do^, according to Shak- 
speare, barked at Richard ; this wolf may have been, pro- 
bably, frightened by the poet's ugliness : for, according to 
his own description, he was a regular scarecrow. Never- 
theless, mark, reader, how he chooses to account for the 
miracle. The ode, in a literary point of view, has alwajr* 
been (and most deservedly) admired: ''Aristius fuBCUs" 
was, however, a sort of wag, as may be gathered from the 
satire " Ibam vid sacrd,^* &c. &c. 

Ode XXII. 


AristiuB ! if thou canst secure Integer yitcs soelerisque pomi 

A conscience calm, with morals pure, Noneget Mauri jacuIi«,neqiiearoa» 

Look upwards for defence ! abjure Nee venenatis grayida sagittis, 

All meaner craft — Fusee, pharetra ; 

The bow and quiver of the Moor, 

And poisoned shaft. 

Wliat though thj perilous path lie Sire per Sjrtes iter satuoeas, 

trac^ Sive facturus per inhospitalem 

O'er burning Afric's boundless Caucasiun, Tel quss loca fj^ H ikwiff 

waste .... Lambit Hjdaspea. 

Of rugged Caucasus the guest, 

Or doom'd to travel 
Where fabulous rivers of the East 
Their course unravel ! . . . 

Under my Sabine woodland shade, Namque me ailva lupus in Sabina 

Musing upon my Grecian maid, Dum meam canto Lalagen, et ultra 

Unconsciously of late I strayed Terminum curia vagor ezpeditis, 

Through glen and meadow, Fugit inermem : 

When, lo ! a ravenous wolf, afraid, 

Fled from my shadow. 

No monster of such magnitude Quale portentum neque mHitaria 

Lurks in the depth of Daunia'swood, Daunia in latis alit esculstia } 

Or roams through Lybia unsubdued Nee Jubes tellns genenty i^ ^fftg w 

The land to curse — Arida nutriz. 

Land of a fearful lion-brood 

The withered nurse. 

me Rwaj to (kserta wild, 
ne Tegetalion naxer •miled, 
re eunaliine nmer once beguiled 

The dreai7 (lay, 
winterB upon wintera piled 

For ajB delay. 

I roe benenth the torrid lone, 
e Eoaii to dwell wag norer known, 
(durish etill one thought olonc, 

Maid of mj choico ! 
> smile of thy sweet lip — the tone 
Of thy iireet voice ! 

Pone me pigris ubi nulla csmpis 
Arbor aatiTa rBcreatur aura. 
Quod latua roundi uebuliB ma- 

Jupiter iirget ; 

Fone aub cumi ni n inm propin- 

Solis, in t«TB domibus negata : 

Dulce ridontero LiUageu aiunbo, 

Duloe loqueatem. 

Here is another love ditty ; and, as usual, it places on 
record sonie diecomfiture of tiie poet in his attempt to play 
'Aooime i bonnet for tvna. 


Whj wilt thou, Chloe, fly me thui ? 

The yeorliiig kid 
li not CDore thy and timorous, 

Our woods imid, 
leking her dam o'er ^len and hill, 
lite all her &ame Tiiin terrors thj-ill, 

fihoulil a green liiard chance to stir 

Beueittli the bash — 
Should Zephyr through the mountain- 

Diaporling gush — 
fith anddeti fright behold her start, 
^ith trembling lueea and throbbing 

Vilas hinnuleo 
Me siniilii, Chit*. 

Monti bus aiiia 
Matreni, dod sine Tgno 
Aurarum et ailvie meti 

Seu Tiridea rnbuDi 
DimoTere lacertc, 
Etcordeotgonibua trei 

And canst thou think me, nisideii fair \ Alqtii non rgo ^ 

A ti^r grim ? Tigris ut aspera, 

A Lybian lion, bent to tear Oetulusve leo, 

Thea limb bj Umh 7 Frtingere peraequur. 

Btill canal thou haunt tiij niolher'i shade, Tandnui deaine mutrem 

Bipe for a husband, bluotmug maid? Tempestira sequi viro. 

No " elegy," in all antiquity, appears to have given euch 
^aeral satiaiaction as that whiuh followed Quinctilius to 
tbe tomb. History would have taken no notice of his 
name, but Horace has secured him immortal celebrity, All 
we know of hiia a contained in the chronide of Euaebius, 


quoted bj St. Jerome, and merely refers to the date of hi» 
death ; nor would the holy father probably have mentioned 
him at all, but for the eloquent* requiem chanted over hiB 
grave. It possesses ineffable sweetness in the original ; the 
tender melancholy diffused throughout the composition 
is still more saddened by the absence of anything like hope 
or belief in a future state of existence, which was totally 
undreamt of in the Horatian system of philosophy. David's 
elegy over Saul and Jonathan is clouded by the same 
gloomy misgiving as to the chances of a blessed futurity : 
yet, what can be more beautiful than the Hebrew poet*fl 
exclamation — 

" Let the dew never fall on the hills where the pride 
Of thy warriors, O Israel ! Ues slain : 
They were loTely in life ; and, oh mark ! how the tide 
Of their hearts' blood hath mingled again P* 

Milton's Lycidas ; Bums's splendid effusion over Captain 
Henderson: Malherbe's 

** Bose elle a vecu ee que rivent les roses 
L'espace d'un matin !" 

Pope's " Unfortunate Lady," and Wolfs " Funeral of Sir 
John Moore," all deserve to be commemorated in connexion 
with this ode of Horace. Nor should I omit to notice 
{honoris causd) Q-ray's elaborately mournful Elegy, in 
which he has gathered into one sepulchral urn the ashea 
of the human race, and mingled the tears of all mankind iu 
one grand " lachryinatory." 

Ode XXIV.— ad vibqilium. deflet quikctilii mobteh. 

Quia desiderio sit pudor aut modus tarn cari capitis ? Prseoipe lugubres 
Caiitus, Melpomene, cui Uquidam pater vocem cum cithara dedit. 

Ergo Quinctiliiim perpetuus sopor urget ! cui Pudor, et Justitis soror, 
Incorrupta Fides, nudaque Veritas, quando ullum inrenient parem P 

Multis ille bonis flebilis occidit ; nuUi flebilior quam tibi, Virgili ! 
Tu frustra pius, heu ! non ita creditum poscis Quinctilium Deos. 

Quid ! si Threicio blandius Orpheo auditam moderere arboribos fideut, 
Num Tanae redeat sanguis imagini, quam virga semel horrida, 

Non lenis precibus fata recludere nigro compulerit Mercurius gregi ? 
Dui'um ! sed levius fit patientia ouidquid corrigere est neHeis. 



Why eheci Iho full oulburst of Borrow ? Why bluili 

'Xo vevp for tho frietid wo adored ? 
Baise the roice ot Inmaiit I let the awollen tesr goah ! 
Branoan thee, Helpomene, loudly 1 nor hueh 

The sound of thy lute'i liquid chord ! 

For low liea Quinctiliue, traoccd in that sleep 

That iaguu bath none, nor eeqtwl. 
Let Candour, with all her white aislerhood, weep — 
Truth, MeelincBs, and Juslioc, hii memory keep — 

For when iliall they Qnd liia equal? 

Though the wine and the good may bewail hiiD, yet uon 

O'er hii elay shed* the tear mare truly 
Tbau you, bc-lovcd Virgil! You diajmcd IJm your own 
"" hi» eompanioniliip. — 'Twaa but s loai 

the gods bare withdr 

Which the gods bi 

thdrawn unduly. 

Yet not though Eurvdioe'a lorer had left 

Tliee a legacy, Irieud, ot his song 1 
Could'it thou woriD the cold iuinge of life-btood bereft, 
Or force denlh, who robbed tliec, to render the theft, 

Or bring bael his shade from the throog, 

Which Mercury guidei with imperatiTe wand, 

To ths bnnki of the fatal fcrty.— 
Tie hard to endure ; — but 'lis wrong to despond : 
For patience may deaden l.he blow, Uiough t«yond 

Thy power, my friend, to party. 

Flowers have, nt nil timeB, suggested hinte for metaphOT 
id allegoiy. Poets cannot get on at all without constant 
ference to botanical matters ; and Flora, by right, should 
ive been one of the Muaes. A crazy German writer 
Dtu9 Ludwi^ Tieck) maintnius, that " the man who has no 
lete for posies cannot have God's grace ;" a sort of parody 
wmetbing about music in Shakespeare. Another mad 
itamentaliflt, from the same district, defines woman to be 
pometliing between a flower and an angel." In fact, the 
florid style " cannot be well i;ot up without a due adtnii- 
ire of such fancies, any more than a plum -pud ding without 
J lums. Aflk Tom Moore, for example, how he could manage, 
if deprived of these gay and gaudy materials for his con- 
cetti ? He might, perhaps, tell yon that he still would have 
ndniawv, ttan, cryslalt, pearli, butterflien, and such other 



bvt, witlMHit Corent GSurden Market, 
ke wc«Sd soon he si s Ion to cmnj on his busiDefls. £?eii 
m tkp flo«>er department lie is obliged to borrow. An- 
■erg — aad Honce had, hmg ago, both hit on an idea, 
vWk be kas a^^iropriated, without the slightest scruple or 
atdafeowiedgment. in a well-known melody, of which he has 
flK>i&en ibe tone cram the ^ GroTes of Blarney," and, I am 
w saj, ^uDed it br some outlandish yanationB of bis 

Oot XXV. 



I •• fime tifk fer mg^ 

L«v. kaVx. ^satm-^t T: pi** tm tike 

&TT VK' m *.2.\^r. S moe Ar Ii,<«ifvj mre 

Hum r* v* cai^ft.^.** trf- titiep Aim witk 

flondt nltimat 
Tel Mille mpo' onetaaorociba^ 
At Bone amicamni oohorti 
Flarib«ft et aoeiis snpentat ! 

Kee VBft maasit eoDsda qua 

Sufririomm suatC olentiim, 
Sospiret ultro— quK rnbcati 
Embeat. pia frona, ' 

XoD te rplinquam 

QussiD^lari ferec^otiEDica! 
lere donaitftm aodalcs, 
Tn reliqais oocoes i to-doni ! 

Spanit anieA sic foliis mum, 
Fiaire tristes pergo tilri mens; 
Skcis od<ffatas per bortmo 
Froodibtu i snperadde 

Etnisitoliin aorieadeia,pccoor! 
Qoaado sod&lea, quaqoe ni- 
Omant anioonim eovooaiB 
Gemmata, deperevnt— pt* 


KtwiAered, Ahrepta fato diaitoelalim 
mrejtetrm, QoaiMio tot eben ! eorda jaeent 
imkaHi homi 

itmef Qoispoacataanoe* TiUtali* 

Noone foret mera soMtndo? 

How much more creditable and gentlemanly has been 
the conduct of an old English song- writer, George Herbert, 
who having occasion to work out the same thought, sconiB 
to copy with servile fidelity the Greek or Boman lyric ; but, 
giving it a new form altogether, makes it, as fiur as possible, 

i OF BOBACK, 431 

I' his owa property. Here is the canzonet; and any one, 
L^riio has tne alightest prt^ttueion to a tuste for antique eim- 
■*'city, must see Low far superior it is to Moore'a artificial 
ID position : 

" I nude t pone while the dir nu hj~^ 
Here will 1 amell my ramnaTit out, and tie 

M; life vitliiti thia bsnd. 

Bat Time did Wkoii to the flower*, and tktj 

;1t did iteal uwaj-, 

my Land. 

Farewell, dear flowers ! (weetlj your time jo ipent ( 
Fit while ye lired Tor smell or ornameut. 

And, &IW death, for eurei. 
I follow itraight, without complaint or griefj 
And, if my acent be good. I eare not if 

It be 81 shore aa youra." 

[ The date of the subsequent ode is clearly fixed, by the 

ttluaion it tontaina to the troubles occasioned m the northern 

narta of the empire by_ the proceedings of King Tiridates. 
It is addressed to Lamia, a Roman general, who had distin- 
guished himself in the peninsular war (6ello Caiila6rko),&ad 
8 at that time enjoying his Imlf-pay m or about Tivoli. 

ASHO AB V.C. 1T30. 

Ail — "Fill llio bumper fiur." 

BkdnaM — I who tin' Musis amlcui 

Deroted to the Uuses, Trtetitiani I'l 

To the wild wind give, Tnidam ]iroi, 

To waft where'er it ehoosea ; In itrnra Crf-li 

what Mvage chief be choeeu Quia nub nrel 

To reigo beneath "tlie Bear." Kvx gvhdir 

Ter the ilelda for eier troMo. MeluBlur ore 

Lot Tiriitatea rue 

The march of Rnman Ugiona, 
While I luy path pursue 

l%tOugb {loeay'a ejilm regions— 
Bidding (lie Huae, who drinkg 

From the founlnina unpolluted. 
To weave with flowery links 

wmti, to yrieadthiii suited. 

Quid Tiridatem 
Terreol, uuiei 
tiecurufi. O quB 
Foil li bus iiite^™ 



For gentle Lamia's brow. — 

O Muse melodious I sweetly 
Echo his praise ; for thou 

Alone canst praise him fitly. 
For him thj Lesbian shell 

With strings refurnish newly, 
And let thy sisters swell 

The jocund chorus duly. 

Sadness — I who lire deroted, &c. 

Pimplei dulcii^ 
Nil sine t« mei 
Possunt honores ; 
Hunc fidibuB noris, 
Hunc Lesbio 
Sacrare plectro, 
Teque tuasque 
Deoet sorores. 

Musia amicng, Ac. 

Next comes a lively and animated picture of Soman con- 
viviality. The ode partakes of the oramatic character, and 
would appear to be extemporaneously poured out by Horace, 
in his capacity of " wine-king," or " toast-master," at a jovial 
meeting. The evening is far advanced ; sundry debateable 
subjects have been started ; the retort uncourteous has been 
more than once interchanged ; the cup of boisterous hilarity 
has kindled in its circulation ; of a sudden the guests have 
started from their couches, in the ardour of discussion, and, 
heated with wine, are about to come to blows, when the 
poet rising obtains silence for a song. The ingenuity with 
which he turns their attention to topics of a less exciting 
nature, and the gracefully playful style of his address, pre- 
sent us with a most amiable idea of the poet's disposition, 
and prove him to have been a man of consummate tact. 

Ode XXVII. — ad sodales. 

Natis in usum latitise scnrphis Gessat voluntas ? — Non aUa bibam 

Pugnare, Thracum est. ToUite bar- Mercede. — Quse te cumque domat 

barum Venus, 

Morem,YerecundumqueBacchum Non erubescendis admit 

Sanguineis prohibete rixis. Ignibus, ingenuoque semper 

Vino et lucemis Medus acinaces. Amore peccas ! < Quidquid babes, 

Immane quantum discrepat ! Ln- age, 

pium Depone tutis auribus. — Ah ! miser 

Lenite chimorem, sodales. Quanta laboras in Charybdi, 

£t cubito remauete presso. Digne puer meUore flamma I 

Vultis severi me quoque sumere 

Partem Falemi ? dicat Opimtis 

Frater Mcgillce quo beatus 

Vulnere, qua pereat sagitta. 

Quse saga, quia te solvere Thais alii 
M^;nus venenis, quis poterit DemF 
Vix iUigatum te triformi 
PegaauB ezpediet QiixQjBn. 




To make a weapon of ioy'> cup, my friBnds, 

Shame on such pnu-ticos !— tbej mar the ends 
Ot calm aud kindl}' Bncchus. Illoodalied tcodt 

To aatideD and dia^niHt him. 

Here, 'mid the bowle, vliat bnaineta hath (h« sword ? 

Come, alieathe Ton Fenjiati dagger ; 
Let the briglil Luup ahine OD a quii>t Iwiard ; 
BecliuB in peace— these houn* we ciui't nltord 

For brawling, aoacd, a.' d simgger. 

Sar, ihaU tout ohnirman fiD hii cup, and drain 

Of brimming bowli miother? 
Thou, firel, n TOABT li» maodule ilioU obtain i 
He'll kiKiw the njmpli whose >Fitr'i<!rics enchain 

Tbe rair Megilla'a brother. 

I What! ailent thuB ? Dost feaj' to i imo aloud 
The girl of th; affection ? 
^onth ! let tlij choice be candidlj avowed ; 
liou hut a delicate taate, and art e'loweJ 
Some talent for leieetioti. 

Tet, if the loud confeagioa thoa wilt ehun. 

To my safe car discoTer 
Thy cherished teoret. - . Ah, tliou art undone 1 
Wl'ial ! ihe f How little such a heartleaa one 

Dcaerrea m fond a lover I 

What flend, what Thracisn witch, deaf lo remorae, 

Hatii brewed tlij dire love-potion 1 
Smtco could the hero of the wingjtil hone 
Effeet thy rescue, or— to free theo— foroe 

Tliat drugon of the ocean 1 

In the iisufll editions of our poet, the twenty-eighth ojle 
esenta us with a rather stunid "dialogue" fietweeu one 
P Archytaa aud a Sailor." I nave no hesitation in substi- 
tuting, I'rom Hardouin's " Y(u8o Horatiiia" (folio. Aiast. 
1740), the proper reailing ; which, on einmination, will be 
found to preserve tiie easeuce of the tnlloquy, while it is 
much more Horatian in spirit. MareuB Epvio Bibax is a 
well-knoira character in the auuaU of Home, as oiay be 



seen in Niebuhr*8 admirable work. His monument (a fini 
old pTramidal erection) stands at the gate openmg on the 
Via dstia, and adds a solemn dignity to the adjacent hunai- 
ground of our countrymen — ^^ II Cimitero degli IngleiU* 

Ode XXVin. 

When Bibo wfnt down 

To the regions below. 
Where the waters of Stjx 

Bound Eternity flow. 
He awoke with a crj. 

That ** he would be brought back ; 
For his soul it was dij. 

And he wanted some sack." 

** You were dnmk,** renlied Charon, 

" You were drunk when you died ; 
And Tou felt not the pain 

Th«t to death is aUied." 
** Take me back f* answered Bibo» 

** For I mind not the pain ; 
Take me back ! take me back ! 

Let me die once again V* 

Meantime the graj ferryman 

Ferried him o'er. 
And the crazr old bark 

Touched the Stygian shore : 
Thenf old Bibo got out, 

Quite unable to stand. 
And he jostled the ghosts 

As they crowded the strand. 

•Hare a care !" cried out Oiaron ; 

" Hare a care ! 'tis not well : 
For remember you 're dead. 

And your soul is in helL** 


« Fm in hell," r^hed Bibo ; 

" Well I know by the sign : 
Twas a hell upon earth 

To be wanting of wioa.** 

Cum Bibax baiiihro 

Descenderat imo 
Qua loca St^ atro 

Circumfluit limo, 
Erigilans, posdt 

Num forte Falemi 
Yas bibere moe sit 

Id r^gnis Arerm. 

Cui Charon, ** VenUti 

Hue graris lageni. 
Sic funeris tristi 

Immunis a pceni.*' — 
Tum Bibax, ^ Betrorsiim 

Due iterum ritff, 
Ut funeris morsom 

Experiar rit^" 

Sed interim pigrA 

Transvehitur rate, 
Qu» rip4 mox nigr& 

Sistit delicate : 
In littore statim, 

Exoritur soens. 
Umbras caterratim 

Disturbat arenA. 

Cui Charon de nsrc : 
" Hie Orcus est, homo 

Ke titubes cave 
Plutonis in domo.** 


** Plutonis carema 

Parebat rirenti, 
Siquando taberna 

I>eerat sitienti.'* 




" Horatii curioaa fdioitM." — PiTBOU. Aebiieb, cap, 118. 

Splendido colorir, d' un b1 fecondo 
Sublime iiQDuigiiisr, d' ana i\ ardita 
Felieiti eioim 
Altro mortal dou arrichi nstura." 

ABHiTK MiTiaTJBKJ, 0/»ro.tora. lii. Firente, 1819, 
"Sublime, CimiliCT, »olidp, rajDuj^, tendre, 
AitS, profond, nait, et fln ; 
Viv(>, Hornco, avant tout 1 runiYen pour Vontendre 
Aims i redeTenir Latin." — La Motte, Poii, Ltg. 
I ■ Wben Alba warred with Home for some disputed frontier Hanni, 
' Ilirce Horaccj gained fntherland moeudancy in armnj 
B A tingle-handed cbnmpiou now amid Ibe Ijnc throng, 
^""'K of the muup, BlandB forth loplaim Bupremaoy in song," 


Fhes the celebrated lame poet, Paddy Kelly, bad the 

KiDour of being introduced to (Jeorge the Fourth, on tliat 

tmonarcb'B Mttlgraviting visit to Dublin (an honour extended 

'■) several other diBtlnguiehed nativea, Bueh as Falvey the 

reep, Jack Lawleas the orator, Daniel Donnelly the boxer, 

ul another Daitei., who of late years bus practiBed a more 

rofitable syrtem of boxing), his majeaty eipressed himself 

•irouB of personally witoesBing an eihihitton of the hard's 

temporaneouB talent, havir 

risouuts of the facility with v 

■ Vent itself in unpremeditated verse. The Hibernian impm. 

O^niatore forthwith latinehed out into a dithyramb, of which 

I the burden appeared to be a paneeyrie on Byron and Scott, 

I whose pniiBes be aang in terms of fervid eulogy ; winding 

1 up with what certainly seemed to his illuBtrious auditor a 

IBoraebow abrupt and startling conclusion, viz. : 

1 the honest coiwiction ot tinft \r.^ 


rfaai^odist ; and if so, he had an undeniable right to put bk 
opinion on record, and publish it to the world. Are ve 
not, every week, favoured by some hebdomadal LoKeisnjB 
with ku peculiar and private ideas on the fiiTBLDfi; d 
which the last new tragedy, or the latest volume of verse 
(blank or otherwise), is pronounced the finest model ? Whai 
remedy can the public have against the practice of such im- 
position ? None whatever, until some scientific man shall 
achieve for literature what has been done for the dairy, and 
invent a critical '' lactometer,** bv which the exact density 
of milk-and-water poetry may be clearly and undeniablj 
ascertained. At present, indeed, so variable seems the stan* 
dard of poetical merit, that we begin to believe true what 
Edmund Burke says of Taste among the modems: that 
'' its essence is of too ethereal a nature for us ever to hope 
it ynH submit to bear the chains of definition." 

In this vague and unsatisfactory state of things, Prout 
has, perhaps, " chosen the better part." He would appear 
to confine the range of his admiration within the happy cutde 
of recognised, incontestable, and transcendent excellence. 

All this he has found supereminently in the canonised 
object of these running commentaries. He stands not alone 
in hailing therein Hobace as prince of all lyric poets of 
every age and clime. In so doing, he merely bows to the 
general verdict of mankind; which, when fairly collected 
and plainly uttered, constitutes a final and irrevocable 
award, the maxim of Vincent, abbot of Lerins, being, 
** Quod SEMPER, quod ubique, quod ab OMifiBUS traditum 
est.'' Geometry and logarithms may admit of being de- 
monstrated in the abstract nakedness of their intrinsic 
e\*idences; but in poetry, as in religion, the experience 
i)f every day sufficiently shows the proneness of individual 
judgment to strange and fantastic theories, which can only 
be rectified by a reference to the universal sentiment — 
the sensM communis of the human species. Prout alwaya 
paid deference to time-honoured reputations. Great was, 
hence, his veneration for the " venerable Bede ;" and, not- 
withstanding the absence of all tangible evidences, most 
vicjorouslv did he admire the "admirable Crichton." In 
Aristotle he persisted to recognise the great master-mind 
of metaphysics ; he scouted the transcendentalism of Kajrr: 


icient for him was the coemogony of Moses j he laughed 
. ncorn the conjectiirea of geology.* 

This reminds us of Iho " astoimJiDg discovery" with whicli 
ir. BncKLAMD is reported to have lately electrified the 
liatoliana. Ephraim JenkinBon's ghost must have heard 
ith jealousy, on the banks of the Styx, the ehoutfl of ap- 
lause whicli echoed the Doctor's assertion on the banks of 
le Avon, tliat the world had already lasted " miUiooB of 
irs ;" that a " new version of Genesia" would be shortly 
[uired, eince a new light " had been thrown on Hebrew 
lolarthip!" The doctor's declaration is very properly 
— ibed OS the only " original fact" elicited at the meeting. 
fun ! to hear a mite in the cavity of a Gloucester 
se gravely reasoning on the streaks (or strata) of red 
— vellow, and finally concluding, all things duly consi- 
erea, that the invoice of the farmer who made it bears a 
Tong date, and that the process of fabricating the cheese 
\ question must have been begun as long ago, at least, as 
he dayg of the heptarchy I 

There is often more strict logic, and more downright com- 
Don BcnHe, in a poet's view of nature and her works, 
in the gravest and most elaborate mystifications of 
Bi-duattt philosophy. We shall, therefore, hesitate nut 
ft place in contraposition to this Biicklandish theory the 
of Chateaubriand on the subject, leaving to any 
iBpaaaionate thinker to say on which side reason and 
lalogy preponderate. "They tell ux," says the author 
' the G^nif du Chrittianitme, whose eiLact words we 
mnot remember at this time of the eveoing, " tbat the 
irth ia an old toothless hag, bearing in every feature 
le traces of caducity ; and that six thousand years are 
rt enough to account for the hidden marks of age dis- 
Werable to the eyes of Science ; — but has it never occurred 
> them, that, in producing this globe for the dwelling of 
Q, it may have suited ftovidence to create all its com- 
lent parts in the stage of full maturity, just as Adam 
imself was called into being at the full age of manhood, 
ithout passing through the preparatory process of infancy, 

■ n( Dr. BuckLmd, uubaequentlj deiu of Weitmiiubir. 


boyhood, or youth ? "When Otod planted the soil of Para- 
dise, think je that the oak of a hundred years' growth was 
wanting to shed its mighty shadow over our first parents ? 
or ar^ we to believe that every tree was a mere shrub, Just 
emer^^ing from the ground ? Was the licit, whom Milton 
describes so graphicidly as 

' Pawing to get finee 
His hinder parts,* 

nothing but a new-bom cub P I do not believe it. I hold 
that the grove waved its majestic pines, already bearing 
among their topmost branches the ready-built nest of the 
rook and the young family of the dove ; that the sheep 
browsed on the green swaro, with her attendant lamb ; and 
that the bold rock overhung the running stream, with the 
mantling ivy already twining through its crevices, and exhi- 
biting the marks of age on its hoary surface. Did not the 
Creator understand the effect and the beauty of what we 
are agreed to call the picturesque ? or, in his Edbn, did Re 
overlook the graces of landscape ? What a clumsy artificer 
these men woiild represent their Maker to be ! What a 
crude and ill-assorted planet would they describe as issuing 
from the hands of Omnipotence, to require the operation of 
time and the influence of chemical agents to bring it to 
perfection ! ' Non ! non ! le jour m^me que I'ocean epandit 
ses premieres vagues sur nos rives, il baigna, n'en doutons 
point, des Quells d^ik roughs par les flots, des graves sem^es 
de debris, de coquiliages, et des caps d^cham^s, qui soute- 
naient contre les eaux les rivages croiilans de la terre ; sans 
cette vieillesse originaire, il n*y aurah; eu ni pompe ni ma- 
iest^ dans Tunivers.' " " The great whales lay 

'Floating many a rood* 

at the first instant of their creation, and the full-grown 
elephant roamed in the Indian forest, among gigantic trees 
coeval with a world of yesterday." So much for Buckland. 
We feel that we have digressed from the professed object 
of this paper, by going so far back as the hexemeroHy or 
six days' work of the Creator. In £acine*s only-begotten 
comedy of the Pleaders, the judge, anxious to bring an 
advocate, who had indxil^d in a similar flight, back to the 


Btolen capon, which formed the matter in dispute, geotlr 
interposes by the celebrated joke, " Passoru au diluge." We 
■ball take the hint, and return to Horace. 

This decade termioatt's thefint book of the Osxs. Prout 
has thus furnished the world with a complete translation — 
■o far — of the Sabine sougster. Whether we aball be able 
to fish up any further leaves of the Horatian category from 
the old trunk la yet a riddle. Sufficient, however, has been 
done to place the critic of WatergrasshiU on a level with 
the long-winded Jesuit, Father SaSjLDOK, in the musler-roU 
of the poet's commentators. 


Rtgenl Street, 22d Sfpltmber. 

fTaltryraiihiU, al lolilo. 

Xhe life of HoBACX, as all the world knows, has beeh ^ito- 
'bdaed by Suetonidb, a Eoman biographer, who (so far as 
ire may judge from the portion of his works we possess) 
nuBt have entertained peculiar notions as to the relative 
..attraction posaessed by the individual aubjects selected for 
'his memoirs. In Falstafl's tavem-biU there appeared hut 
one ha'portli of bread to counterbulance several dozens of 
Wick ; SL'ETOHina furnishes us with a miscellaneous account 
of celebrated characters, in which the roles of proportion 
are just as little attended to— there is but one' poet to 
twelve " Cmar»." 

In this solitary life of on homme de lettrei. which 
■eems to have found its wav, through some mistake, into 
the gorgeous circle of imperial biography, there ia one oc- 
currence marked down by the courtly chronicler with more 
tiian usuaJ carefulness ; sparing neither circumstantial nor 
documentary detail in hia aniiety to put us in full poases- 
won of the (to bim inexplicable) conduct of the poet on the 

One fine evening, towards the close of autumn, Flaccus 
was seated, alfresco, under the porch of hia Sabine villa, hia 

* Prout seeiTtB to think that tlie fhiginenta reUting to Luran, Termae, 
■nd JuTenal kk not to \x SBcnbcql to llji> biogmplier of Horace. Sau- 
huM hii not decided the qutwtioii. — 0, T. 


arms croBsed on his breast in a pensive attitude, a taU 
Greek jar, filled with home-made wine, standing out in 
bold relief before him, his eye apparently intent on the 
long shadow projected by the graceM amphora as it inter- 
cepted the rays of the setting sun. 

He was thinking of Yiboil, who uad just died at Naples, 
after a long and pain^ illness, and whose loss to literatture 
and social companionship no one could appreciate more 
feelingly than Hobace. They had but lately wept in com- 
mon orer '' Quinctilius ;" and the same reflection whidi had 
dried up the tear of the mourners then (viz., that ^ there 
was no help for it"), was probably the only one that pre- 
sented itself to his mind to mitigate the pangs of this fresh 
bereavement. A slave was meantime seen approaching in 
the distant landscape, dressed in the peculiar costume of the 
labeUarii^ and bearing, in the dust and exhaustion visible 
throughout his person, evidence of a hurried journey firom 
the metropolis. On reaching the spot where the poet sat, 
absorbed and ** gazing on vacancy," the arrival ot one in 
whom he recognised a familiar servant of Maecenas was suffi- 
cient to draw him from his reverie ; especially when, on 
examining the tablets handed to him by the slave, he per- 
ceived on the seal that closed the silver thread with which 
the letter was bound up, the impression of a sphynx — a 
well-known emblem used by his patron. He broke the en- 
velope at once, and read as follows : 

" OcTAVius C-ESAE, Augustus, Princc of the Senate, per- 
petual Consul, Tribune for life, to C. M^cekas, Elnight, 
I^refect of Eome, dwelling on the Esquiline, health. 

^^ Hitherto I have been able to find time for keeping up a 
friendly intercourse by letter with my numerous correspondents 
myself, but the increasing press of business, and my growing 
infirmities, now put it out of my power. I therefore tcisk to 
entice our friend Horace from your exclusive circle. Allow him 
to exchange your hospitable board for a residence at the palace 
here. He is to act as my private secretary. Farewell, 

•* From Mount Palatine, the kalends of October^ 

Maecenas had transmitted to bis friend and guest the un- 
* Terbfttim &om Suetonius. See Cuvillicr Fieuiy, B.D. Pans, 189(X 




perial epiiitle, without adding a eiogle sylluble of note or 
comment to what was thus briefly couched in the handwriting 
of his august cofreBpondeiit. llorace was at first at a loss 
to Account for this deficiency, but, after a moment's reflec- 
tion, could not but bestow hia approval on the delicate re- 
serve, which left him entire liberty to act according to his 
own unbiassed judgment in a matter bo whoUj personal to 

The slave, meantime, stood waiting in respectful silence ; 
the poet motioned him to follow into the alriutii, where he 
tTBiced a tew lines for his master, and despatched him back 
to Borne. That night, at supper, Mtecenas conveyed to Au- 
gustus the result of his message to the Sabine farm : it waa 
a refusal to accept the offer of the emperor. 

The secret moti?eH which influenced a determination so 
prompt and decisive on the poet's part, he most probably 
did not communicate to Mtecenas. It is likelv that he 
adopted in hia reply the usual plea of "ill health," though 
hisjollv, piump, and rubicund appearance at their next meet- 
ing Bumciently gave the lie to any valetudinarian pretences. 
Perhaps he put forward his predilections for a country life, 
tnd his fontmesB for rural solitude, of which he bos so often 
(ironicallv) celebrated the charms ■ such pretext must have 
smnsed tuose who were best acquainted with his versatile 
disposition, and knew how little the dull monotony of rusti- 
cation was suited to his lively humour. 

"Anna TVinr anrm; venlatiu Tibure Romam."—'%p, t, 8. 13. 

Are we, then, to conjecture that sheer idleness dictated the 
refusal ? Are we to conclude that the dolee far ntente of a 
modem lazzarone had been practically anticipated, and ex- 
emplified in the conduct of an ancient Boman? I shall 
have a word or two to say hereupon, ere a verdict is given 
dishonourable to the character of Horace. I merely remark 
en pauant, that the duties of a private secretary in the pa- 
lace of Augustus were far from bearing any resemblance to 
the tedious functions imposed by the prosy and long-HTnded 
style of correspondence adojited in receut diplomacy : biUet*- 
iota of old were quite as short as those of Lord Melbourne.* 
• Ei-r-: " How ve Touf 1 «lml1 ™U at (wo. 

(Signed) " SlKi.jioiTE.vs."— 0. Y. 

lu Trial of Hon. U. C. Kortou v. MeWjQVjmtt, 


There were no foolscap sheets of protocol nonsenfle inteh 
changed in those days; and the secretaryship on Mouot 
Palatine woiild have been, as nearly as possible, a luxuriooi 

But may not he, as an homme de lettres, have looked on tbe 
mere technical employment of " polite letter- writer " ai 
something degrading to his genius, and derogatory to tiie 
high aspirings of intellect ; as clogging the wings of fancj, 
and impeding the lofty flights of lyricid enthusiasm ? There 
may be something in this surmise, yet it is far firom affording 
a satisfactory explanation of the matter. The case, I appie> 
hend, admits of reasoning drawn from analogy. PiirpiB 
held some such ministerial appointment at the Sicilian court 
of HiEBO, yet he soared unshackled into the aerial regions 
with undiminished buoyancy, fixing on the effulgent source 
of poetic inspiration an eagle gaze that neyer faltered. Old 
John Milton was " Latin seeretaty^^ to the copper-noeed 
usurper at Whitehall, yet what spirit like his could 

" Tempt, with wandering feet, \ 

The dark, uufathomed, infinite abyss ; 
And through the palpable obscure find out 
His uncouth way r or waft his airy flight. 
Upborne on indefifttigable wings ? 

Tasso had an epistolary engagement in the household of 
Este, at Eerrara ; Yida did the duties of a Boman canom* 
cate, and held a Tusculan prebend at the hands of Leo X 
Racine occupied the post of " historiographer " to the 
Grand Monarque; Addison and Prior, Chateaubriand and 
Petrarch, have been each in his day members of the " eorpi 
diplomatique,^* without suffering any detriment in their im** 
ginations and poetic faculties. But of all the of&cial minis- 
trations which have brought literary men in contact with 
courts and sovereigns, no two more similar positions could be 
instanced than those relatively occupied by Voltaire at Pots- 
dam, and (had he chosen to accept) oy Horace in the palace 
of Augustus. It is true, that the witty French infidel occa 
sionally complained of being compelled to revise and retouch 
the poetic effusions of Frederick — " Je lave le linge sale de 
sa majestS ;'* and it would appear that the Boman emperor 
had a similar mania for trying his hand at versification, aa 


teventl hesBmeter I'rftginents stiil extant eeem to iadicnte : 
henco no doubt he intended to avail hiniBelf of our poef a fa- 
cility and good nature to introduce certain metrical graces 
I into the dull routine of imperial correspondence. Certain 
-a, that (anuff, brandy, obscene jokes, and blasphemy, 
rt) the petiu touper) of Potedam might be not inaptly 
tnpared to the noetes eamtqur deim enacted of old on 
Uount Palatine. 

But I do not believe that the repugnance of Horace to 
Bie proposed arrangement had its ongin in any fear of stul- 
lifyiiig bis inventive powers, or dimming hia poetic percep- 
aODB m the apprehended drudgery of nn amanuensis. Nei- 
Ktfaer, as I said liefore, do I concur ia the supposition that 
L4f>wapigbt indolence — arrant sloth — kept him m such hobi- 
'lual thraldom that he could not musl*r energy sufficient for 
mdertaking the functions of secretary. To vindicate him 
"im the charge of yielding to imbecile lethargy, of suc- 
inbing in utter incapability of all strenuous effort, need I 
»li the historical fact of his hadug been Belected to take 
__ mmand of a regiment in perilous times, days of iron 
^ertion ? 

" Cim mlAi parerel tri/iu RomUMi Iriiuno." 
Sal. L6. 

feTeed I iiutaQce the further proof of his business habits and 
"hrldly capacity, afforded us by the well-authenticated eir- 
metnnce of his having held, and duly discharged, the 
mportaat office of commissioner of the public revenue 
"■ t fmsilorius), somewhat equivalent to tne attributions 
, in a subsequent age, were deemed the fittest to occupy 
B abilities of Eobeht Bttrns, " poet and exciseman"- — (not 
to apeak of one Wordsworth, distributor of etamps in Cum- 
berland) ? Need 1 observe, in corroboration of all the other 
evidences which prove his willingness to work, that he nt 
1 time of his life went through the moat wearisome anil 
■ iBborioUB of all the hard taaks to which flesh ia heir — the 
f (Towning drudgery of all human toils — that of earning hia 
^ 1 by acribblement and veraemongery ? 

^' PauperlBB impulit audox 
Ut Tereus fnccwm." 
1, when they hate a man with uncommon abhorrence, 


are said to driye him to the profession of schoolmaster : but 
a pedagogue may *' go further" into the depths of miflerj, 
and *' &re worse," should he be tempted to worry his biaim 
(rov Mvir) in gathering intellectual samphire-^ 

" Dreadful trade !" 

This is the true reading of a fragmentary passage from Ea- 
ripides, which is often misquoted : 

Orav it Aaifimv avdpi irpotfvvif koku 
Tov vow itXaypt irp^rov, 

Jncertm Trag., publ, by BaskeS. 

What our poet endured in passing through that expiatoiy 
stage of his chequered existence we can only conjecture, ai 
he barely alludes to it. He had long since arrived at the 
enjoyment of a moderate competence, and if he still courted 
the Muses and indulged " in numbers," it was (like Pope) 

" Because the numbers came." 

Having thus fully acquitted Horace of a propensity to 
idleness, it is time to state my own view of the cause whicb 
operated in producing the rejection of so tempting an offer 
as that conveyed by letter to the poet, " from the highest 
quarter," through the instrumentality of Maecenas. Fully 
to understand the delicacy of mind and the sensitive feelings 
of honour he evinced on this occasion, it is perhaps expe- 
dient to recapitulate anterior occurrences. 

Horace, by the mere circimistance of birth, could scarcely 
claim admittance into what we call the middle class of so* 
ciety.* His father was a freedman of Pompet's house, 
and, on his emancipation from service in that distinguished 
fiwnily, had set himself up in trade as a crier, or collector, at 
public auctions : a social position, need I add, far from 
equalling the splendid rank held in modem times by George 
Bobins of Covent Garden. He was, however, an old man 
of considerable sagacity ; and to him, much pondering on 
the unsettled state of the political horizon, there appeared 
no reason why he should not look out for the chances of 

* He was not ashamed to own it : 

^Ego pauperum $angui9 ^ren/um."~ Ode iL 20, 6. 

I soyas c 


tising up hia dynasty in the luidet of the coming coDfuBion. 

_ Wherefore to the education of Iiia only son, Flaceus — rather 

K nmart buy for his age — he devoted all his earuinga and 

nergies, so as to fit him for the very highest fiuictiona of 

tbe Btate, should fortune turn favourable. He accordingly 

MKnt him to the tip-top school of the day— the Eton or Har. 

jwow of Home, kept by one Orbiliua " for a select number of 

f the young nobility and gentry." Kor haa Uorai^e omitted 

I gratefully to record the pains and trouble which the worthr 

Y principal of this academy bestowed on his studies j though 

[ ne jocosely applies to him now and then the endearing epi- 

I ttet of "plagoaut," and is Huppoaed by the German philolo- 

est, Wollf, to have drawn liis portrait in the well-known 

jGiies about Death : 

ing exhausted, at the age of twenty, ol] the stock of 
infpnnulion posseBsed by Orliihus, his excellent father, be- 
grudging no expense, and securely calculating on a full re- 
turn for the capital invested in so hopeful a son, now sent 
htm to Athens, where Philosophy still sauntered in the 
ffhady walks of Acadeiaus, and ^\'iadom yet held forth from 
the porch of Zeno. Here was congregated all the young 
blood of £ome ; the promising scions of every noble house 
were allowed to grow up in the genial sunshine of Greece: 
Athena was the faahionable univei-sity. The youthful ac- 
quaintances formed here by Horace were, naturally enough, 
selected from the partisans and supporters of Pomfet ; silch 
aa young Plancua, Messala, Varus, fiibulus, Cicero (son of 
the orator), and all that set. What a delightful and interests 
ing picture it were to contemplate the development. In these 
•rdent breasts, of genius, passion, patriotism, and all the 
workings of the Homan soul ; to not« the aspirings of each 
gallant spirit ; to watch the kindling of each generous emo- 
tign, fanned into a blaze by the recollections of Grecian 
renown and the memorials of bygone glory ! Nor were it a 
leas curious study to observe tCe contrast of Roman and 
Athenian mannera in this refined and intellectual city, at 
once frivolous and profound, si-r vile and enthusiastic; the 
pvent of Pericles, Phidias, and Phocion, yet nursing numo> 



roua and genuine specimens of the Bycophant &nd the ■ 
phist, to all appearance equally indigeDuus in ttie ioil with 
the hero and the eage. 

Dwelling with fondneaB on this young eolonv of i 
Btudente, imagination revels in the vision of their joyous uu 
animated intercourse ; fancy follows them through their ptu 
suits of science or of pleasure, tlieir reveries of Stoic 01 
Epicurean phUosophy — (for Paul hod not yet astounded tit 
Areopagus with the ojinoun cement of Sevelation) — ciJa 
dreams, not unmixed with Kpeciilations on the symptoms a 
important ehonge, already but too manifest in the politid 
BVatem of the mother-country. Of a sudden, the news t 
OiBBar'a murder in the senate-house burst on the quiet lei> 
sure of these pleasant hours ; and, to add to the eicit«iDso' 
the arrival at Athena of Brutcs himself, fresh glowing ftoi 
the deed of antique stoicism, communicated an irreeistihll 
impulse to the cause, and sent an electric shock through tl 
veina of each young Pompeias. Loud was the aoclaim, si 
warm the weleome, with which Horace and his circle hai' 
the asserter of the rights and priTileges of the Soman a) 
tocFBcy : for thia, en paiaant, is the true light in which tfa 
hero of the ides of March should be considered by thai 
who wish to nnderatand the actuating motivea and politia 
views of that period. An army waa to be organised i * 
haste ; and high must have been the opinion of our p 
personal intrepidity and skill, when Brutus did not hnitst 
to place him at once at the head of a reoiment : the poi 
of " military trlhune" being equivalent to the functions 4 
colonel in our modem army-lists. 

Here, then, we have the pupil of the " polu-flog-boyo 
Orbi/ius, gallantly aciwutred, unflinchingly erect in the n 
of a LEGION, forming one of the "sta^' in an army I 
100,000 men, who were soon to meet an equal numbtr a 
the disastrous plains of Philippi. It waa the laat effort ( 
the expiring constitution ; the last bold stand made by tli 
confederated nobility, the Cavaliere of Home, af^oinst tb 
odious idol of Democracy embodied m the Tnumvimtt 
Several years suhae^juently, in a drinking-song alluding t 
thia battle, he chargra himsrlf with the baseat cowardice 
describing his conduct as that of a runaway, who fluq 
JtmipBaek, be\t, ani ViiicWftt to he foremost iu the fligt 


THE 80KBS ( 


wiien sauee gu! peti/ was tlie cry. But we may safely look 

on t}ie avowal as merely one of moek modesty, mejuit to be 

taken rvm i/rano»aU»: especiaUy aa the bacchanalian Bong 

in qaeatiou was addreesed to one of the young Pompetb 

L {Pomp. Groipk.), before whom he wouJd be loath to stultify 

Lor stigmatise himself by such a statement, if intended to be 

lUcen Uterolly. We may confidently assert, in the ab»eQce 

|f erery other testimony but Lis own, that he behaved with 

"roper courage on the occa^don ; and for this reason, tie. no 

~ e likes to joke on matters in which he is conscious of defi- 

Joe Hume, for instance, never ventures a witticism 

n the Greek loon. 

[ The results of the campaign are well known. Beutvb 
»de away with himself with stoic consistency ; but a nura- 
)f his lieutenants — BiBCtra, his brother-in-law, Mes- 
^ Plahccb, and many others, with 14,000 of the troops, 
Ikpitulated, and made their submission t<i the triumvirs. A 
few years after, JlesBflla fought at Aetium, under the banner 
of Octavius, and is reported to have exclaimed in the hearing 
of Antony's antagonist, " /( ii erer tnt/ dealing lo bear armi 
at Ike tide on which justice and honour are arrayed." A Baying 
equally indicative of Messala's free spoken intrepidity, ana 
the tolerating high-inindednesH of the emperor who could 
listen without chiding or diapleaeure. 

Horace followed the esample of those whom he had known 
at Athens in the intimacy ot earlv youth, when attachments 
are strongest, and the ties of indissoluble friendBfaip are 
moBt effectually formed. But in this tacit adhesion to 
the new order of things, old feefings and long-cherished opi- 
nions weJ« not readily got rid of. The Jacobites could not 
yet divest themselves of a secret antipathy to the house of 
Hanover. There still eiisted, among most of them, a sort 
of Bulky reluctance to fraternise with the government, oi' 
accept its favour, or incur auy obligation irreconcilable with 
the proud susceptibility of patrician independence. 

It becomes obvious, from this brief expoic', that for H-orai'e 
to accept a situation in the household of Augustus, would 
be tantamount on his nart to a complete apostacy from oil 
his old familiar friendship, and a formal renunciation of all 
Bi-otiaintanceship among the numerous surviving partisans 
of Pompey. Every one who recollects the abuse ijoured <mt 


on Burke (in his capacity of goyemment-penBioner), from 
the foul organs of Holland House, i^ill understand the an- 
nojance to which our poet would have subjected himself 
had he yielded to the proposal of the emperor. Besides, he 
possessed a becoming share of national pride ; and was un- 
willing to barter the &ee sentiments of his mind, and their 
honest expression, for emoluments and functions which 
would give to any support his writings might afford the 
established dynasty a semblance of yemdity, stamping him 
as a mere mercenary character. The friendBhip of Miecenai 
had procured for him the restoration of some confiscated 
property which his father had acquired, but which had be- 
come forfeited by the part he had taken in the civil war: 
this was the " Sabine farm *' Presents and yaluable bene- 
factions had flowed on him from the same munificent source, 
but perfect equality and reciprocal esteem were the terms 
on which the patron and poet lived towards each other. 
No wonder, then, that the letter of Augustus failed to se- 
duce him from tlie table of Maecenas, on the Esquiline Hill, 
to a secretary's duties, and accompanying golden shackles, 
on Mount Palatine. 

Such is the simple explanation of an othervnse yery ex- 
traordinary passage in the life of Horace. Viewed in this 
light, his reluctance would appear perfectly justifiable, and 
would seem to evince sound judgment, as well as a delicate 
sense of honour. I happen to have some very particular 
reasons, which it is unnecessary to specify, for dwelling on 
the conduct here described ; and having, I trust, put the 
matter in its proper light, I now return to my hermeneutic 

We are informed by Strabo (lib. xvi.), that in the year 
730 U.C., the emperor decided on sending out an army, un- 
der the command of Gallus, to conquer Arabia Felix, the 
" land of Hus." This country, by all accounts, sacred and 
profane (see Isaiah, cap. Ix., et passim), seems to have been 
celebrated for its treasure and renowned for its luxury, 
though very little traces remained a few centuries after of 
either riches or civilization : at the present day it is literally 
"as poor as Job." Such, however, were the ideas enter- 
tained at Home of this El Dorado of the East, that thousands 
enrolled theinaelve^ under e standard of Qallus, in the 


liopes of making a. rapid fortune from the flpoila of tlie 
Arabe. Tlie eipeditiou proved a wretdiej failure. One 
Iccics. however, was among the deluded Bpeculatore, who 
joined it through aheer eagerneaa for pillage : he §old a 
cupital iaw-lihrarv, to purchase an outfit and a commission 
in the newly -raifled reg^iments. Ilia ahandonment of protes- 
sioDa! pursuits for a militafy engagement was the laughter 
of all Kome, and Horace heartily eujoyed the geoeral merri- 
ment. Such was the occasion which provoked the following 
witty and pohahed remonstrance, addressed to the warlike 
lawyer : 


Ode XXIX. — the aiOB tdbred soldibb. 
Ajb — " One bumpor nf parting." 

Tlie trophifa of war, and Ihe plunder, leci, beitii nimc 

Have fired s p)iiloBop!ier'« breoBt — Arabum inTides 

Bo, IcciUH. 70a march (mid tlie wonder Oaiis, et bcthid 

or all) for AnbU the blest. Mibtinm piras 

Full iu», whan 'tis told to tbe Penian, Kon ante dliictia 

That yuu have abandoned jour home, Sabieffl 

He'll foe! the ftill force of eoereion, Eegibui, hor- 

And strike lo the baDoetii of Borne '. ribilique Medo 

Wh«t ohipf shall Ton ranquieh iind fetti<r? TSecta aaleniig. 

What capUie sholl ciall jon hen lord f 
Ho<T Boon may the rriDJdea fi^rgel her 

Betrotli^ benn doitn b; jour «wordP 
Wlia! striplinit has lanrj appointed, 

From oil timt their palaceg hold, 
To teric jon with ringlets anointed, 

And hand joa the goblet of gold ? 

His arts to jonr pastime contribute, 

His forei^ at^complishmeatH shew, 
And, taught bir his parent, eiliibit 

His dexterous use of the bow. — 
Wlio doubts that tlie Tiber, in cholvr. 

Kaf , bunting all borneri and bars. 
Plow bock to its BOUTDe, when a aeholar 

Decerta to the standard of Mara ? 

When yau, the reeevred and the prudtnt, 

Wbota Socratofi hoped 'o eugnge. 
Can merge in the soldier tlie student, 

And mar thus an emiryo sage — 


Barbara serriet 7 

Puer quia ex aul3 


Ad cjathum 

Ststuctur unctis, 

DoetUB sagittal 
Trndcre Sericas 
Arcu polemo ? 
Quis ueget arduis 
ProiioB relabi 
Poase rivos 
Uontibus, et 
Tiborito rirerti, 

Quum tu 

Utidique I 
Libroe Panwli 



Bid the Tirioos of soienoe to Taniflh, 
And barter yon erudite hoard 

Of Tohimes from Ghceeoe for a Spaniflh 
CuiraBB, and the pen for a tword f 

Matare knioia 
Melioi% tflodiaF 

The '' Spanish** cuiraBS would seem to indicate that the 
peninsida was, so far back as the Augustan age, renowned 
for its iron manufactures. The blades of Toledo kept op, 
during the middle ages, the credit of Spain for industry uid 
skill in this department. Likewise, in the craft of jAommA- 
m^, the town of Cordoya shone pre-eminent : nor did the 
hero of that ilk, GK>nBalve tie Cordoue, confer on it greiter 
celebrity than its leathern glories; as the English word 
cwrdwameTy and the French term, cordonnier, still testify. 
In an old MS. of the Ejng's Library, Paris (marked Q.)} e 
monkish scholiast has made a marginal observation on this 
ode to Iccius, which is highly characteristic of cloister cri- 
ticism : — '' Horatius reprehendit quemdam qui sua CLEBICILU 
OFFiciA mutat pro ndlitaribus armis :" — a clerk who could sell 
his " office-book," or breviary ^ for a suit of armour, was as- 
suredly a fit subject for the poet*s animadversion. It is to 
be regretted that the same worthy commentator did not 
continue his glossary throughout ; as, for instance, what 
might he not discover in the next morceau ? 

Ode XXX. — the dedication op olygeba's chapel. 

Am—" The Bojne water.** 


O Venus ! Queen of Cyprus isle, 

Of Paphos and of Gnidus, 
Hie from thy favourite haunte awhile, 

And make abode amid ub ; 
Olyoera's altar for thee smokes. 

With frankincense sweet-smelling — 
Thee, while the charming maid invokes. 

Hie to her lovely dwelling ! 

Let yon bright Boy, whose hand hath grasped 

LoTe*8 blazing torch, precede thee, 
While gliding on, with sone unclasped, 

The sister Ghraces lead thee : 
Nor be thy Nymph-attendants missed : 

Nor can it narm thy court, if 
Hebe the youthful swell thy list, 

With Mercury tke sportive. 

O Venus I Begins 
Ghiidi, Paphiqoe 
Speme diiectam 
Qrpron, et vocantis 
Thure te multo 
Transfer in sdem. 

Fervidus tecum 
Puer, et solutis 
GratisD sonis 
Et parum comia 
Sine te JuventM, 

a OF EoaACB. 

ist Daeier says, in his own dry way : " On ne doit pas 
r qu' Horace mette Mercure A la suite de Viniu; cela 
rpfi^ue aiseviert .'" 

bus, in the year u.c. 726, according to Dion (53. 1.), 
«mple to ApoUo on Mount Palatine, to which be 
lesed a splendid library, much spoken of under aubee- 
mt emperors. The ceremony of its consecration appears 
e called forth as many "addresses" as the re-opening 
ary Lane Theatre, in the heyday of Horace Smith : 
i]y has been preserved to posterity. Here is the Eo- 
I laureate's efiusion, replete vith dignified and philo- 
C Bentimente, expressed in the noblest language : 

I Que XSXt. — the dedication of apollo's tempi-e. 

AlB — " Iietbia luth ■ beaming eye." 

m the bsrd in wonhip, low 
Ift bcfbre hid liegv Apollo, 
le the Ted UtMtions Bow 
PVom the goblet'* golden hollow, 
CWn je gniBH hii aruon ? 

Qui it be for " gnun" be uketh — 
Udlow grain, thet in the Btm 
Cvr SonUnis'i bosom bukcth ? 

The fiitlest herd of kjne 
L Xhat o'er Calabrian pasture ranges — 
Ib0 wealth of India's richest mine — 
f Hie Ivory of Ihe distant Qanges? 
■o — the»e be not the poet's dronn — 
[^ Kor acres broad to roam Ht large in, 

■e loiy Liris, silent stream, 
[ Blow undermtnes the meadow'* msj'gin. 

M Undlonl of a wide domaia 
I Hjif gather his Ounptuiiaii rintage, 
Ba Tentnnnu trader uount his gain — 
PI omet not his ric4i per eentage ; 
D for the merobaiidiie he sold 
la the balance he relied on, 

i:ups of gold, 
le with Xyre sua Sidon V 

Tales ? Quid orat, 

De patera novum 

Pimdea hquorem ? 

Nod opimn 


Hon lestuosai 
Gisla Calahrin 
Arments., non auruni 
Aut ebur Indicum, 
Non rura, qu» 
Liris quiett 

Mordet aquft, 
Tacibimiu amnie. 

Falce, quibus diodit 
Fortuna, vitem i 
Dives et aured* 

siocet culnllis 



Each year upon ike watery waste, 

Let him proToke the fierce Atlantio 
Four separate times — ... I hare no taste 

For speculation so gigantic. 
The gods are kind, the gain superb ; 

But, haply, I can feast in quiet 
On salad of some homely herb, 

On frugal fruit and ohre diet. 

Oh, let Latona's son but please 

To guarantee me health's enjoyment ! 
The goods he gave — the fiiculties 

Ofwhich he daims the full employment ; 
Let me live on to good old age, 

No deed of shame my pillow haunting, 
Calm to the last, the closing stage 

Of life : — nor let the lyre be wanting ! 

IKs cams ipos; 
Quippe ter et quater 
Anno reriseiu 
.£quor Atlanticom 
Tmpune. Me 
Pascunt oUtc, 
Me cichorea 
Levesque malve. 


£t Talido mihi, 

Latoe, dones ; 

At, precor, integri 

Cum mente. 

Nee turpem senectam 

Degere neo 
Cithar& carentem. 

The following stanzas would seem to form a sort of intro- 
ductory flourish, or preamble ; and, in the opinion of Father 
Sanadon, were intended as a musicid overture to the Carmen 
Saculare, In it, Horace calls the lyre a te$tudo ; and tells 
us that Jupiter never dined without an accompaniment of 
the kind : ^^Dapibus supremi grata testudo Jovis.** My friend, 
William Jerdan, thinks, nevertheless, that ^^Jine lively turtle" 
is of far greater acceptance, on festal occasions, than a mere 
empty tortoise-shell. 



Poscimur...Siquidyacui8ubimibr& Liberum, et Musas, Yeneremqa^ 
Lusimus tecum, quod et hunc in an> et iUi 

num Semper hierentem puerum canebst, 

Virat et plures, age, die Latinum, Et Lycam nigris oculis, nigroque 
Barbitc, carmen, Crine decoram. 

Lesbio primum modulate civi ; O decus Phcebi, et dapibus supremi 

Qui, ferox belle, tamen inter anna, Gb*ata testudo JoTis ! o laborum 

Sire jactatam religarat udo Dulce lenimen, mihi cumque sal^e 
Litore navim. Rite vocanti ! 

AiE — " Dear harp of my coimtry." 

They have called for a lay that for ages abiding. 
Bids Echo it« music through years to prolong ; 

Then wake, Latin lyre ! Since my country t^kes pride in 
Thy wild native harmony, wake to my song. 


Twaa Alesiu, r miiutTel of Oreece, vho flnt m&rned 
The toniu of tba voice lo the tlirill of tha chard ; 

O'op the wsvea of the sea the lorad sjmbol ho corned, 
Ncr relinquiihed the tyre tiiough be wielded the eword. 

Qaj BoeehuB, the Uo>o>, vitli Cupid he dinnl^ 
— The boy who accomjuniiu Venus the fnir — 

And he told o'or again how for Ljoa he pnmed. 

With her bonnj black e;c« and her dork floning hair. 

'Tie the pride of Apollo — he glories to rank it. 
Amid hiB bright attribulea, foremost of all : 

'Tia the solooo of life '. Even Jore to his banquet 
InTitea thee ! — O lyre 1 over wnko lo mj call. 

1 do not admit the nest ode to be geDuine. The elegiaw 
Ifoet, TibiiDuB, to whom it is mBcribed, died very youog 
I ^twenty-sis) ; and, bosideB, was too great a favourite of the 
I'ladies to have such lines as these addressed to him: 

Albi, nc doleas, 
Pliu lumic memor 
JmniitiB Gljcerte, 
Beu miiBrabileB 
DecoDte* elegoe, 
Cur tibi j UDior 
L»A prceaiteat fldo, Ik. 

Be not istonlBhed, dear Tibnllua, 
ITial Geklo Komen jilt and gull ii« ! 
Ceaie to write " rltgiti," bsmoaning 
Qlyoera's falsehood — idlj groaning 
That thou in her ealeem hast lunl^ or 
That ehe prefera a roaring yoimker. 
K. T. X. 

I consequently diamias it to its appropriate place amid 
1 the Jpocrypka. 

It ia a remarkable fact, though overlooked by most bis- 
toriaiu, that the "Eeformation" originated in a clap of 
thunder. A German student waa so terrified by the Dolt 
(which killed his comrade) tbat he turned monk, and, having 
had originally no vocation for that quiet craft, afterwards 

k broke out, naturally enough, into a polemical agitator. Ho- 
race was nearly converted by the same electric process as 
Luther. Ex. yr. .■ 



Odb XXXIY.-'-thb post's oomrxBsioB. 

AD iSIPBinf. 

I, whom ihe Gods had found a client, 
Barely with pious rites oompliant, 
At Unbelief disposed to nibble, 
And pleased with every sophist quib- 
ble — 
I, whohad deemed great Jore a phantom, 
Now own my errors, and SBOAirr 'em ! 

Have I not lived of late to witness, 
Athwart a sky of passing brightness. 
The Gk>d, upon his oar of thunder. 
Cleave the calm elements asunder? 
And, through the firmament careering. 
Level his bolts with aim unerring ? 

Then tremUed Earth with sudden 

Then quaked with fear each mount and 

Stunned at the blow, Hell reeled a mi- 

With all the darksome caves within it ; 

And Atlas seemed as he would totter 

Beneath his load of land and water ! 

Parous Beorum 
Cultor et infreqiUDS, 

Dum si^ientuB 
Consulttts erro, nunc lutiortuui 
Vela dare, atqoe itenneiff- 

Oogor reUotoa. 
Namque Diespttsr, 

Igni oomaoo 
Kubila dividens 
Plerumque, per purum t<»aatei 
Egit equos, volncremqiM 

Quo bruta teUus, 
Et vaga fluminay 

Quo Styx^ et invisi 
Horrida Taenari 
Sedes, Atlantesque finis 
Concutitur. Valet ima 

Yes I of a God I hail the guidance ; Mutara, et insignflm 

The proud are humbled at his bid- Attenuat Deus, 

Gumoe ; Obscura promena. 

Forfime, his handmaid, now uplifting Hinc apicem rmg^K 

Monarchs, and now the sceptre shifting, Fortuna cum stridore aew^ 

With equal proof his power evinces, Sustulit, bio posuisse gao- 

WhethcT she raise or ruin Princes. det. 

Here is a specimen of the poet's more elevated manner^ 
a sample of his grander style of composition. He inYokes 
the smile of Fortune on two impending enterprises of the 
emperor : one an expedition to Arabia, cooiposed of new 
recruits (concerning which, see the first ode of^this decade) ; 
and, secondly, an excursion to Britain. Napoleon would 
call the first, '' VJrmie de V Orient ;" and the other, '* VArmk 
(T Angleterre" Both were intended rather to diYertpublic 
attention from politics than for real conquest. Horaoe^ 
however, appears quite in earnest. 



Ode XXXV. — as auukkss to roBTiri 

Fortune, whose pillared temple crown 

Cape An tiumU jutting din. 
Whose smiles eoaler euFceaa, nhoae 

Can change Our triiimphi briaf 
I To fiinerali— for life bulii lie at 
I The mercy of thj BOiereign flnt. 

Tbkk, Qoddeu ! ia his fervent prayers, 
Fondly the &ugal farmer courti ; 

The marmpT, before he dores 

Umnoor bin bark, (o TUEI resorts — 

That th; kind faiour maj continue, 
— To blflas hia Tojsgfl to Bilhyuia. 

||Sude Dacia's clans, wild Sojtliia's 
hordes — 

Abroad— at home — all worship thkbI 
I And mothers of barbsriaa Lonis, 

And piirfJed (jnints, bend Ibo knee 
before tbj shrine, O Maid ! who wemest 
"o rule mankind with power supremeat, 

c's piUarrd pride 
t Dash to the dust with scornful foot- 
it Tumult, bent on re^cide, 

it djUBstj uproot ; 
Hien maddened orowda, with Fiends 

O Diva, OrataiD 

QuK regis Anlium, 

Prtesens Tel imo 

Tollrrc de gradu 

Mortole corpus, Tel superbo* 

Vertere funeribiis triuinphos, 

Te pauper ambit 
Sollieila prece 

Burie colonuB ; 
Te dominam equoris, 


Carpathium peiagus ca 

Te Dacus BBper, 

To profugi 8c;th», 


metuunt t jraoni. 


Ji thetu 

ic at freedom ! 

Ne pede proruas 

Sfauitem columnam ; 
Nmi populus frequeuB 
Ld anna cessantffS ad arma 
Concitet, imperiumque frwi' 

} XoiB item necessity leads on, 
Loaded with attributes of awe I 
And graiping, grim automaton, 

Brooxe wedgea in liis iron claw, 
Frqtared with sledge to drive the bolt in. 
Ana aeal it fast with lead that's molten. 

TheeHope adores.- In enow.whit«To*l, 
Fidelity (though seldom found) 

OUngi to her li^e, and loviw him best, 
Wtien dangers threat and ills sur- 

IB liini poor, despoiled, imprinoned, 
than with gold and gems bedii- 

Qestans aena. 

Uncus abei 



Bera Fides cc 

TeUta panno, 
Nee comitem abnegat, 
Uleuuque mutata potentes 
\t»ie domoB inimica lioquia. 



Not so the fickle crowd ! — Kot so At mlgus wIMimt 

The purohftBed Beautj, sure to fly Et meretnx retro 

Where all our boon companions go, Peijura cedit ; 

Soon as the cask of joy runs diy : Diffligiunt cadis 

Round us the Spring and Summer Cum feoe siccatb amiei, 

brought *em — Ferre jugnm pariter ddoa. 

They leave ub at the close of Autumn ! 

C{)f draper. 

Gk>ddess ! defend, from dole and harm, 

Ceesar, who speeds to Britain's camp! 

And waft, of Home's glad youtli, the 


Safe to where first Apollo's lamp 

Shines in the East — the brare whose 

fate is 
To war upon thy banks, Euphrates ! 

Oh ! let our country's tears expunge 
From history's page those years ab- 
When Roman hands could reckless 
Deep in a brother's heart, the sword; 
When Guilt stalked forth, with aspect 

With erery crime and deed perfidious ; 

When Sacrilege and Frenzy urged 
To violate each hallowed fane. — 

Oh ! that our falchions were reforged, 
And purified from sin and shame ; — 

Then— turned against th' Assyrian foe- 
man — 

Baptised in exploits truly Boman ! 


Serves itonmi 
Cnsarem in ultimot 
Orbis Britannos, 
Et juvenum reoeni 
Examen Eois timendnm 
Partibus, Ooeanoque rabro. 

Eheu! cicatricum 
Et soeleris pudet 

Fratrumque. Quid nos 
Dura refugunus 
^tas ? Quid intactum neCtfti 
Liquimus ? Unde manum 

Metu Deorum 
Continuit ? Quibus 

Pepercit aris P 
O utinam nova 
Incude defingas retusum in 
Massagetas Arabasque fis^ 

The unaffected simplicity of the next song, and the kindlr 
warmth of affection it bespeaks, are highly creditable to the 
poet's heart. The " gentle Lamia'* has already figured in 

Ode XXXVI. — a welcome to vvuibjl, 


Bum frankincense ! blow fife Et thare et fidibus juvaft 

A merry note ! — and quick devote Placare. et vituli 

A victim to the knife, Sanguine debito 

* See last decade. 


[ To Ihink the gUBrdiiui powers Cualod« Numidee Deoa, 

li^ from Sjwn— lioinr oaoe agiiiii> Qui Dunc, Hespuni 

ia g&lkat friend of ours. iiaepeg ^b ultiioi, 

1^ Dear to u« bU 1 Tctov 
. IX fairly boiut — his friondship m 
[ Oh, Ain be doats upon ! 

Cu-is inului eodulibus, 
Diiidil OBCulo, 

Mulatoqtie aiinu] to^. 
CfchA ne cartat 
Pulclira dioB noil ; 

Neu promptdF modus smpliorBB, 

Sit roquies pedum. 

The gentlo Lamia, whom, 
Longuiedtosbnre — each BthooIdaycai«, 
He kned ui bojhood'a bloatD. 

One da; on both ''onfemd 

1 The garb of men — this dnj, again. 

Let n " white chalk" record. 

^nicn aend the wine-jar round, 
LnH bhthet; keep— the " Saliau" alop 
[ With auDjr a mirtliful bound. 

lOW come to a political aquib of loud iclnl and daz- 

iDg brilliancy. How lie eiulta in the downfall of an an- 

tmational confederacy ! How he revels in the dastard An- 
tony's discomfiture ! The cowardice and effeminacy of the 
Ifttter ore not poaitively deecribed, but cannot fail to strike 
UB at once (as they did the contemporary public), by the 
forcible contrast with Cleopatra's intrepidity. This ill-fated 
queCD receives due honour from the poet, who shews that 
he can appreciate a daring spirit even in an enemy. To my 

«ion I have annexed Tie/or iftfifo'* celebrated French 
translation, as sung at the Pnrle SI. Martin with rapturous 
Kiplatise, in his CUopalre, Traj/ijie, par VAuteur de Marie 

Htw Int Iha jirlgita, 
idfU °r NaiDi'n rimm, 

sptiiii in«iB.-h«Bt., 

1 k»p am iltu bjUiliuilt 



While EvTpt't qaeen 
Vcwed to erase (fond womui I) 

Rome's walls, and e'en 
The very name of Homan ! 

airt with a hand 
Of craTen-hearted minions. 

Her march she planned 
Through Caasar's broad dominions ! 

with visions sweet 
Of coming conquest flattered ; 

When, lo ! her fleet 
Agrippa fired and scattered ! 

While Ciesar left 

Sfor time nor space to rally : 
Of all bereft 

—All, save a single galley- 
Fain to escape 

When fate and mends forsook her. 
Of Egypt's grape 

She quaffed the maddening liquor; 

And turned her hack 
On Italy's fair region ;— -* 

When soara the hawk 
So flies the timid pigeon ; 

So flies the hare, 
Pursned by Scythia's hunter, 

O'er fallows bare. 
Athwart the snows of winter. 

The die was cast. 
And chains she knew t'await her;— 

Queen to the last, 
She spumed the foeman's fetter; 

Nor shelter sought 
In hidden harboura meanly ;— 

Nor feared the thought 
Of death— but met it queenly ! 

Untaught to bend. 
Calm 'mid a tottering palace— 

'Mid scenes that rend 
Weak woman's bosom, callous — 

Her arm could grasp 
The writhing snake ; nor waver, 

While of the asp 
It drank the venomed slaver 1 

Grim Death unawed 
She hailed with secret rapture, 

Glad to defraud 
Rome's galleys of a capture I 

And, haughty dame. 
Scorning to live, the agent 

Of regal shame, 
To grace a Roman pageant ! 

Dementes nxinas 

Funns et 
Imperio parabat, 

Cum grege tnrpium 
Morbo Tiromm, 
Quidlibet impotent 
Sperare, fortnni- 
que dulci 
Ebria. Bed 
Minuit fiirorem 

Viz una soepes 
Navis ab ignibuK, 
Mentemque lymphft- 
tam Mareotico 

Redegit in 
Veros timores 

Cassar, ab 
Italia volantem 

Bemis adurgens, 
Accipiter velut 
Molles eolumbaa, 
Aut leporem citns 

Venator in 
Campis nivalis 

Daret ut catenis 

Fatale monstmm ; 
QuB generosius 
Perire qunrans 
Nee muiiebriter 
Expavit ensem, 
Reparavit eras. 

Visere regiam 
Vnltn sereno, 
Fortis et asperas 
Traetare serpentea. 
Gorpore com- 
biberet venenum, 

Morte feroeior ; 
Snvis Libumis 
Scilicet invidens 
Private deduci 
Non hnmilis 
Mnlier tiiampha 


Sane/ au9emt 

C/mtr myrmd 

A suiurt p-^" 
Btte^ «M /u]/iBaU 


Son aUe^emai 

Sti prc>u, 
CiMor, atjcmr 


vogwatt {hn*.) 

Lots eUe^ part 

Fbce Knreyari 

oMF 9(M potgnarif 

Tout etpoirdCt- 
<happ€r. ha) 


San* qne k eaa 

V (tonne; 
Sant fme ton bras 

Unserpent jr 

/ (K».) 


lyentrtv an port 

AimtiU tort 

Romauu/ ^wtfttae 
riffolt (Wa) 

Directions for supper are appropriately given in the con- 
cluding ode of the book : thev are short and significant. I 
think I maj now call for a nresh tumbler mjaelf. MoUj ! 
bring me tne ^^ materiaU !^* 



Ode XXSTIII. — last ode of book thi fibst. 
it> MuttsTBTnt. tintscnosa ton iutpkb. 

odi, pncr, appuratui ; 
St nei« pluIjrB corn- 

81**e I for tn;> hait, in humUe grot 
Let Fereia'a pomp* be all fbrgot i 
With twiningE ETw-lands worry not 

Th; wear; Gagem, 
Bor heed in what Becludod spot 

The kit roBe lingers. 

Let but » modeal iriTrtio-wreatb, 

Id grawful guiM. our temples eheaihe — 

Hot tliOD nor I augbt clue herewith 


Uitte eectari, roes quo lD«iruni 
Skts moretur. 

Simplici mjrto nihil allabom 
BeduluHcurv^ neo tenioletruin 
Dedeoet injrrtug, neque me sub 

Vile bibentem. 




"BTL ADMIRiRI propo res est una Numioi 
Sohiqae qiue possit hixre et ■erraro beatum." 

Hoa., Hi. /., ^M. VI. 
"Sot TO Anxnv ii aB Iht art J ItniMii 

To nuie men htppy. and to knp IJim so ' — 

Plain tmth, drar Murray, needs no Qowers of speech : 

So take it in the rcry words of Cbeecb," 

ForE'B ^iillt to Lord MatufiebL 

" But, had aona admired. 
Would Pom hayo sang, or HouiCE been inspired ?... 
Oad ! I must bbj I ne'er could bm the Tery 
Qreat A^wnei) of Uits'NIL ABHIBASl'" 

Byboh, Juan, Canlo V., st. 100 A 101. 

Sj the Bentiment aougbt to be conveyed by the deepest 
moralist, as well ae the eweetert Bongster of Eome, be cor- 
rectly given " in the words of Creech," we must confesB our 
utWr inability to comprehend, and our decided repugnance 
to adopt it : for, in the catalogue of pleaaiuTible Benaations 
irhioh help to make li& endurable, we should place in tho 


very hi£;be8t rank that delightful and exalted feeling which in 
psychology is termed admibatton. We hold the legitimate 
indulgence of that faculty to constitute a most refined 
species of intellectual enjoyment — ^not the less to be prized, 
for that the objects which call it forth happen to be scaroe, 
and that opportunities are seldom afforaed of yielding up 
the sold to its delightful influence. Other and opposite 
emotions can be felt at every hand's turn. Take, for ex- « 
ample, those of pity or coktempt. Fit objects of com- 
passion abound. Laughteb, also, may be enjoyed at a 
cheap rate.* " Boz" wields (and long may he nourish it!) 
an indefatigable pen ; £eeve is come back ; and our old 
favourite, Brougham, is busy bottling up a rich stock of 
buffoonery qua mox depromat among the Lords. But admi- 
BATiOK bides her time : her visits, angelic fashion, are few 
and far between. Yet is her presence ever sure to be felt 
while calm philosophy, pellucid reason, and patriot elo- 
quence, flow from the lips of Lrif dhijbst. 

In literature, we are accused of being over-fastidious ; for- 
asmuch as, perhaps, as we value our admiration too highly 
to* lavish it on every passing scribbler. The North Amerien 
Review is here peculiarly amusing. In its October number, 
just received, and now lying in our waste-paper box, much 
comical indignation is vented on Oliveb YoBKE,for slighting 
a poor creature, one " Willis," who some time ago " pendllea 
his way " among us, and has been since forgotten. Ail tevcan 
remember about the man was his publishing what he called 
a poem, " edited " by " Barry Cornwall," a fictitious name, 
under which one Proctor, a commissioner of lunacy in our 
courts, thought it part of his official functions to usher him 
into notice. We did not advert to that circumstance at the 
time, or we should have taken the hint, and adopted towards 
him, not the severity of justly provoked criticism, but the 
mild indulgence suited to his case. For we did not require 
the evidence of this " reviewer*s " article, to convince us that 
rational rebuke is wasted when the mind of the recipient is 
unsound. We are glad, however, of the opportunity af- 
forded us, by this casual reference to American matters, for 
placing on record our unfeigned and cordial admiration rf 

* Dickens had ]ust begun hit Pickwick Papers. 


Edwis Foebest, whom night aSter night we ha^e Been tread 
our stage after a foehion which noue but the disiugeauuus 
cnn hesitate to admire and to applaud. 

It was observed of Charlemain, that greatness had so 
mixed itself up with his character, that it eventually corn- 
penetrated his very name, till magnificence and Charles were 
blended into the sound of Cablomaone. The sentiment of 
A]]MTKATio!r has Bimi]iLrly worked itself into individual no- 
■neaclature on two occaaians : viz. in the case of St. 0-re- 
gory, " Thaumalurffe," uod in that of an accomplished cava- 
lier, who burst on the close of the sixteenth century as " the 
. admirable Crichton." To the story of that gallant scholar 
I' wo have, in another port of our current number, taken an 
■ Oi>portujii^ of alludmg ; and having therein, aa we think, 
feirly plucked out the heart of the mjaterv, we shail not 
here stop to notice a book which will probably be the /tiy* 
Sau/ta ol the season. 

But returning to the " word* of Creech" do they feirly 
give the meaning of Horace? We don't beliere it. The 
plain English of the maiim is, " I-et nothing take you by 
aurprise ;" and its practical efl'ect would merely go to pre- 
serve the equilibrium of the mind from any sudden or violent 
uptiet. The translation of Creech afibrds one of the many 
instances in which to be Uleral is to misinterpret. Old Hoger 
Bacon attributes the subtle fooleries of scholastic wrangbng 
which arose in his day to the bad Latin versions of Aristotle. 
A Greek term was Latinised into one apparently aynonymoua, 
and the metaphysical niceties of the original vanished in the 
process. Fulgia aluilenlinm abiNiNat cire& male tantlata 
are the words in which he of the brazen head ridicules con- 
temporary disputation. The delicate subtleties of poetical 
diction are Btifl mure etaneBceut ; and of translations which 
render with mere eerbai fidelity, it may be Baid, when they 
appear side by aide with the teit, that, though Vehus may 
preside overthe graceful original, the lame version hobbles 
with all the clumsiaess of VctcAu. Such was the idea of a 
Prench wit, on perusing Abbd Pelcgrin's translation of our 

" L'on devniit (soil dit enlrc nous) 

A deux divinilis offrir 1m dpu» HoniCES ; 

Le tfltin a Teniu la deeie dcs grscfs, 

Et le feanfou . . . i boq ^poox." — La Afonnajfc. 


In a Venetian folio edition, published by tbe oelebnted 
Denis Lambinus (whose style oi writing was so tedious, thai 
'* Idmbiner " became French for *' to loiter^*}^ there are some 
complimentary yerses addressed to him, which he has taken 
care to print, and which are too good to be *forgotteiL 
Therein Horace is represented as coiuultin^ a *oga^ or So- 
man gipsy, concerning the future fate of his works ; wh^ 
alluding to the ophthalmic affection under which he is known 
to haye laboured, the prophetic hag maketh the yatidnalaon 
following — 

JDaliA respondit mot& yates aniu umA — 
*' Dura parens gennit te lippum, Flaooe ; noreroa 
'* Durior eripiet mox ffitas lumen utnimqae, 
" Nee teipsum agnosoes neo oognosoena ab nllo. 
" A.t tibi Lambini raptum ooUyria lumen 
** Inlita restituent : clanuque interprete tanto 
** Nee lippuB nee cscus eris sed et integer ore." 

Whereupon Denis triumphantly exclaims that what she fore- 
told has come to pass, since, by the operation of his com- 
mentaries, such additional perspicuity has been shed oyer tiie 
text, as to haye materially improyed the poet's eyesight — 

" Yerum dixit anuB, — KM sunt oolltsii. chabtjb I'* 

The personal infirmity thus alluded to had procured Cor 
the Latin lyrist a sobriquet well-known among his contempo- 
raries, yiz., " the weeping Flaccus :" nor can we refuse Ae 
merit of ingenuity to him who could make so unpoetical an 
idea the groundwork of so flattering a compliment. It is 
singular enough that these obscure lines should haye sag- 
gested a celebrated epigram : for when Lefranc de Pompig- 
nan, in his Poesies Sacr^s, yersified the Lamentations of 
Jeremiah, he receiyed a testimonial exceedingly analogous 
from Voltaire — 

Scayez toub pourquoi Jeremie, Knowyewhj Jeremj,thathofyiiiaii, 
A tant pleurl pendant sa Tie ? Spent all his dajs in lamenta- 

tions bitter? 
(Test qu'en prophete il preroyait, Prophetic soul ! he knew that Fdia* 
Qu'un jour Lentuic le traduirait. pignan 

One day would bring him out ii 
Gallic metre. 

That the labours of the father may call forth a similar 


congratulatory effusion is more than we dare conjecture in 
these critical times. Yet wo trust tbat, notwitli standing 
the general depreciation of all sorts of scrip, with eschequer 
bills at such an alarming discount, Prout paper may be still 

Jltgml SIrttt, Not. 20. 

WaltTffraakilli a/ler i'etptn. 

A TEW yeare prerioua to the outbreak of cii-il war between 

OctaviuB and Marc Antony, the poet Horace and a Greek 

professor of elocution (HeUodorus) received an intimation 

from Miecenns of hia wish to enjoy their company, on a trip 

f connected with some diplomatic mission (mini mngnti de 

B Tibus) to the port of Benevento. The proposal was readily 

■ accepted by these hommea de teltrei, who accordingly started 

K from Borne toward the close of autumn, anno v.c. 720. 

Their intelligent patron hod appointed to meet them at 

AsxuB, a place better known by its more musical name of 

TsbHacisa, — (two popular productions contributing to its 

celebrity, viz. Horalii Opera, and the opera of Fra Diavolo,) — 

whence, haTing received an important accessionto their party, 

by the arrival ofViROiL and Vaeies, they proceeded by 

easy stages along the whole line of the Fia Appin, to the 

utmost terminus of that immortal causeway on the Adriatic. 

Such eicursions were frequent enough among the cockneys 
of Borne; and forming, as these things did, part of the ordi- 
narr occurrences of common-place life, bad intrinsically 
little to recommend them to the poet or the historian, ns 
snbjecta for story or for song. The proverbial difficulty of 
iBising up such matters to the level of elegant composition — 
propni eommunia dicere (Ep, ad Piion.') — was here pre-emi- 
nent. But genius is perhaps as frequently displayed in the 
aelectioQ of the objects on which to exercise its faculty, us 
in the working out of its once adopted conceptions ; and 
mediocrity would no more have first chosen such a theme 
I for its musings, than tt would have afterwards treated it in 
K Hm manner it has been executed by Horace. 

■* Ch* m ynwi mat duttt tii it\ 


formed the aspiration of Ariosto ; Milton gloried in grap- 
pling with 


Things unattempted jet in proee or ihjme j' 

and both exhibited originality, not only in the topics thej 
fixed upon, but in their method of handling them. The Her 
Brundusii was without precedent in all the range of pren- 
ously existing literature : it has remained unriyalled amid 
all the sketches of a similar kind which have been called into 
existence by its felicitous example. 

There was, doubtless, nothing yery new or wondrous ia 
the practice of keeping a note-book while on a journey, or 
in registering duly such triyial incident of roadside experi* 
ence. But when this ex-colonel of a legion at Philippi, in 
one of his leisure hours, at the remote outport whither he 
had accompanied an illustrious friend, conceiyed the idea of 
embodying the contents of his pugillaria into the graceful 
shape which they now wear (Lib. I., Sat. V.), giving them a 
local habitation and a permanency among his works, he did 
more than merely delight his travelling companions, immor- 
talise the villages along the route, and electrify by his gra- 
phic touch the listless idlers of the capital : he positively 
founded a new sect — he propounded the Koban of a new 
creed — he established the great school of "peripatetic" 
writers ; furnishing the precious prototype on which thoo- 
sands of disciples would, in after time, systematically modd 
their literary compositions. By thus shewing that the mere 
personal occurrences and anecdotes of a pleasure-trip were 
capable of being wrought into so interesting a narrative, 
he unconsciously opened a new department in the theory of 
book-making, furnished a new field for the industry of the 
pen. There is no conjecting how far a simple hint may be 
unproved on in this quarter. Had not the African enthu- 
siasm of St. Augustin suggested to that most impassioned of 
the Fathers the idea of publishing ^w " Confessions," the 

Practice of composing personal memoirs, the art of auto- 
iography, which of late years has taken such wide exten- 
sion, would, perhaps, have never been attempted. Peter Ab^ 
lard would not have mustered courage to enlighten the dark 
ages, as he has done, with a full and true account of his 
doleful c&taatro)^he C" hUtoria calamitaium suarum ") ; and i 


I later age would not, in all probability, have been favoured 

I ■with the confeBsions of tbe maniac EouBseau. May it not 

■ be aimilarly predicatei! of this tamous Itinerary, that Lad it 

not given tbe fint impulBe, the world hod wanted itiaoy »n 

idle " ToTTR." 

"Hhymee on the road," " pencillings by the way," "im- 
pressions," " diariei," " ramblings," " records," " highways," 
'• byeways," are therefore but a few of the many emanatious 
from one common soarce : and, in good Booth, all these 
people ebould unite in some testimonial to Horace. But 
gr&titude, I fear, is rarely manifested in cneee of thin de- 
scription. A striking instam-e might be given. " To none, 
perhaps, are " the eminent modern humourous writers " 
more indebted than to tbe writings of Joe Miller i yet that 
author, up to the present day, ia without a monument , his 
bones lying, as all the world knows, in the churchyard of 
St. Clement, London, under the back windows of Tom 
Wood's tavern. 'Tia true that a club was establiehed some 

Sears ago, bv the exertions of the two Smiths (Horace and 
amea), with Hook and Hood, the members of which dine 
mcmtbiy in the back parlour aforesaid, commanding a full 
view of the cemetery. They fully agreed to levy a fine of 
five (hillings on each detected perpetrator of a " Joe," de- 
voting the proceeds to the purcliase of a grave-Btone. By 
this t^me a goodly mauBoleum might have been built ; 
whereas old Molitob is yet without even a modest tablet to 
mark the spot of his repose. Who is the treasurer ? 

Horace ehould not be similarly defrauded of his claim. 
A moderate per centage on the profits of each professed 
toarist, with a slight deodand where the book falls still- 
born, might be appropriately devoted to erecting a terminal 
statue of the poet in some central part of the " Eow." None 
ought to plead exemption from this "justice-rent." Inglis. 
Basil Hnl^ Quin, Barrow, Kitchie, Piickler Muskaii, Emmer- 
Bon Tennant, Professor Hoppus, Waterton, the wanderer ; 
Nick Willis, the eavesdropper; Eae Wilson, the booby: 
all should contribute — except, perhaps, Holnian, the "blind 
traveller," whose luidertaking vras perfectly original. 

To return. 1 have just been reading over, for perhaps the 
hundredth time, the witty lioman's gay and graceful itine- 
mry, gathering from its perusal a fresh conviction, tta.t \V 
* u u 


comprises more humour, point, and clever writing, withio 
the brief range of its one hundred lines, than are to be found 
in as many hundred octavo volumes of recent manufacture. 
But let that pass. The obvious beauties which distingmsh 
these enduring monuments of bygone genius are not the 
passages which stand most in need of commentary ; and I am 
just now about to fix myself on a very unimportant expres- 
sion occurring in the simple course of the poet's narrative ; 
a most trivial fact in itself, but particularly adapted to my 
present purpose. Swift*s meditations on a broomstick have 
long ago proved that the Imagination, like one of TeniefS* 
witches, will soar aloft on a hobby-horse of her own selectioiL 
Of late, the habit of indulging in reveries has, I confess, 
grown on me ; and I feel an increasing tendency to rumi- 
nate on the veriest trifles. This arises partly, I suppose, from 
the natural di8Ciu*8ivene88 of memory in old age, partly, I 
suspect, from the long familiarity of my mind with the great 
Cornelius a Lapide's elucidations of the prophet Ezekid. 

The words on which I would ponder thus, after the most 
approved method of the great Flemish commentator, are 
contained in the 48th verse, which runs as follows in all the 
kno^-n MSS. : 

** Xusam it j^^sccnas ; Hormitnm tgo ITtrgiUnsqtK.** 

Lib. /., Sat. v., V, 48. 

My approved good master, a Lapide, would hereupon, sub- 
mitting each term to the more than chemical analysis of his 
scrutiny, first point out to the admiration of all function- 
aries in the diplomatic line, who happen to be charged with 
a secret mission, the sagacious conduct of M^cenas. The 
envoy of Augustus is fully conscious, on his arrival at Capita, 
that his motions are narrowly watched by the quidnuncs of 
that vagabond town, and that the probable object of his 
journey is sure to be discussed by every barber in and about 
the market-place. How does he act ? While the mules are 
resting at the " caupona," (for it appears the vetturinpsystem 
of travel b'ng is of very old date in the Italian peninsula), the 
charts d'affaires seeks out a certain tennis-court, the most 
favourite place of public resort, and there mingles in a game 
with the citizens, as if the impending destinies of the future 
empire of the world were not a moment in his contemplation, 
or did not rather engross his whole faculties all the whik. 

TaE sosGs OF noBACE. 4ti7 

Thie anecdote, I believe, lias not been noticed by Mr. Taylor, 
iu hia profound book called the Stalemnaa. It is at his serviL-e, 

Iieaving Mu^cenua to the enjoyinent of hin game of rackets, 
let us return to the Capuoa noHtelry, and take cognisance 
of wliat may be supposed to he then and there going 
on. Here, then, we are, say, at the sign of " Silenua and 
the Jai.'kass," in the " fia Nolana," In answer to our in- 
quiries, it will appear that the author of the Georgia (the 
infill was yet unpublished) had, as usual with him on the 
sligiitest emergencies, found his stomach sadly out of order 
(crut/us) ; while his fellow traveller, the distinguished lyriiit 
of the day, has sympathetically complained uf the effect pro- 
duced OQ his tender eyelids (lippaa) oy the clouds of inues- 
saot dust and the glare of a noonday sun. They have both, 
therefore, previous to resuming their seats in the clumsy 
velucles (rhfde) which have conveyed them thus far, decidea 
on devoting the sultry meridian hour to the refreshing pro- 
cess of a quiet aieila. The slave within whose attributions 
thia service is comprised {decario caliicularU) is quickly sum- 
moned ; and but few minutes have elapsed before the two 
great ornaments of the Augustan age, toe master spirits of 
the then intellectual world, are fairly deposited in their re- 
spective cells, and consigned to the care of tired nature's 
kind restorer. Whoever has explored the existing remains 
of similar edifices in the neighbouring town of Pompeii, 
will probably form a fair estimate of the scale of comfort 
and style ot accommodation prevalent at the head inn of 
Capua. Entering by a smoky hall {atrium), the kitchen 
being on one side and the servants' offices on the other, your 
traveller proceeded towards the compluvium, or open quad- 
migular courtyard ; on each side of which, in cloister fashion, 
were ranged the sleeping apartments, small dark chambers, 
each some eight or twelve feet square, having, at the height 
of about ail feet from the mosaic ground-floor, a scanty 
aperture, furnished with a linen blind ; a crockery lamp, a 
broBEe tripod and basin (pe/ri»), a mirror of the same mate- 
rial, forming, with a hard couch (ftragula), the complete in- 
ventory of the movables within. A knight-templor, or 
Carthuaiim monk, would feel quite at home in your antique 

Ltttfe dreamed, I ween, the attendant slave, nia,^W^ %^ 


leas the enlightened eaiipo liimseli', of the high hononr cot 
ferred on Iiis establishment by an hoiir'a occupancy of il 
chaiiihera on thnt occasion. The very tall gentlemao, witll 
sn ungainly figure and Bli£;bt etoop in the shoulden, soawlt 
ward and bashful in hia addrees. and who bad eompbuned a 
Bui'h bad digestion, beiame, no doubt, the object of a few no 
orer respeeti'ul remarks among the atrtnurs of tbe bouaehold 
Nor did tbe short, fat, Sancho-Fanza-looking eort of peno 
age, forming in every respect so complete a eontrast to I 
demure and sedate companion, fail to elicit eome curion 
comments, and some not very complimentary conjecture^ 
as to what might be hia relative position in society. In wh 
particular capacity did they both follow the traiu of the ri 
anight, Mscenas ? This was, no doubt, acutely and di 
gently canvassed by the gossips of tbe inn. One thing « 
certain. In humour and disposition, aa well as in pereoul 
appearance, they were the very antiptodes of each other,— 
a musing Heraclitus yoked with a laughing Uemocritua} 
aptly illustrative, the one of r7 penteroto, the other of CaiU 
gro, Mine host, with the instinctive sagacity of his trib^ 
at once had set down liorace as a man familiar with tlie nfl 
tropolis, habituated to town life, and in every respect "fitt 
travel." It was equally clear »iat the other individual bl 
longed to the agricultural interest, his manner savonring h 
much residence in the country ; being, in sooth, not ro»dj 
rural, but actually rustic. In a word, they were fair Baiii|d 
n( the rat de ville and tbe rat dea champt. Meantiuie t 
unconscious objwts of so much keen investigation " alep 
on ;" and " little they recked " anent what was t bus '■ Iigll^ 
spoken " concerning them by those who kept the sign C 
" Sileniis and the Jackass," in the high street at CapoM. 
" Qormiium igo ITLrgUiautQi." 
Do I purpose to disturb them in their meridian slumber. 
— Not I. Yet may the scholar's fancy be allowed to pen 
tratc each darkened cell, and take a hiuried and furti^ 
glance at the illustrious sleepers. Fancy aiay be permit) 
to hovt-r o'er each recumbent form, and contemplate iu sill 
awe the repose of genius, Fanct, after the faiihioQ of I 
sister PsrcHE, and at the risk of a similar penalty, may 
j|UffBcad«giktqAoa,aiLilamQialiaiid,«(r,a^ilc«» tta mi 


B of her beloved, to survey the features and figure of those 
B from whom she bath so long derived such exquisite Beofatioui 
' <rf intellectual enjoyment. 

Plutarch delighted to briug two of his heroes together, 
and then, in a laboured parallel, illustrate the peculiarities 
of the one by setting forth the distinctive character! bHcb of 
the other. This was also done by Dr. Johnson, in his grand 
juxtaposition of Dryden and Pope, But could a more 
tempting opportunity ever occur to the great Beotian, or 
the great lexicographer, for a display of analysts and anti- 
thesis, than the respective merits and powers of the two 
great writers here entranced before us ? 

The Capuan innkeeper had gone more deeply into the 
subject than would be at first imagined, when be classified 
his guests under the heads of " town" and " country." The 
most elaborately metaphysical essay could not throw greater 
light on the relative idiosyncrasy of their minds. 

Virgil, from his earliest infancy up to the period of con- 
firmed manhood, had not Sell the banks of the Miscio, or 
the pliuns of Lombardy. It required the confiscation of 
his uttle farm, and the transfer of his ancestral acres to a 
set of quasi CromweUian intruders (Octavius Cffisar's miU- 
tsiy colonists), to bring him up to Kome in quest of redress. 
Hb w«a then in his 30th year. Tenderness, sensibility, a 
Bonl feelingly alive to all the sweet emotions of unvitiated 
nature, are the natural growth of such happy seclusion from 
a wicked world. Majestic thoughts are the ofi'spring of so- 
litude. Plato meditated alone on the promontory of Sunium : 
Virgil was a Platouiat, 

The boyhood and youth of Horace (as I think may be 
gathered from my last paper) were spent in a totally dif- 
ferent atmosphere ; and, therefore, no two poets cotdd be 
nurtured and trained in tchioU of poetry more essentially 
opposite. The " late " academy is not more different from 
the gymnasium of the " sUva-fork." Epicurus dwelt among 
the busy haunts of men : Horace was an Epicurean. 

The latter was in every respect, as his outward appear- 
ance would seem to indicate, "of the town, townly." Mira- 
beau used to say, whenever be lett Paris, that, on looking 
through his carriage-windows at the faces along the road, he 
un to a traction how far he was &om1.\iaca^\'(Alk. 


The men were his inile-stones. Even genius in the proTinoei 
wears an aspect of simplicity. The Bomans were perfectly 
Bensible of this difference. Urbamtm sal was a well-known 
commodity, as easily distinguished by men of taste in the 
metropolis, as the verbal provinciaUsms which pervade the 
decades of Livy were quickly detected by the delicate sensi- 
bility of metropolitan ears. 

In society, Horace must have shewn to great advantage, 
in contrast with the retiring and uncommunicative MiLXTUAV. 
Acute, brilliant, satirical, his versatile accomplishments fas- 
cinated at once. Virgil, however, inspired an interest of s 
different description. Thoughtful and reserved, " the rapt 
soul sitting in his eyes " gave intimation of a depth of fed- 
ing and a comprenensiveness of intellect far beyond tiie 
range of all contemporary minds. Habitually silent ; yet 
when he spoke, in. the solemn and exquisitely musical ca- 
dences peculiar to his poetry, it was as if the " spirit of 
Plato" revealed itself, or the Sibylline books were umolded. 

I can't understand that passage in the tenth satire (lib. i.) 
where the Sabine humourist asserts that the Muses who pa- 
tronise a country life (gaudentes rure canutnai), havin£ &^ 
dowed Virgil with a mild and lenient disposition, a deucats 
sweetness of style, had also bestowed on nim a talent for the 
facetious (molle . . atque/acetum). There is, assuredly, more 
fun and legitimate drollery in a page of the said Satires, 
than in all the Eclogues and Georgics put together. To 
extract a laugh out of the jEneid, it required the help of 


Horace was the delight of the convivial circle. The flashes 
of his Bacchanalian minstrelsy brightened the blaze of the 
banquet ; and his love-songs were the very quintessence of 
Eoman refinement. Yet never did he achieve such a triumph 
as is recorded of his gifted friend, when, having consented 
to gratify the household of Augustus and .the imperial circle 
by reading a portion of his majestic poem, he selected that 
famous exposition of Plato's sumblimest theories, the 6th 
book of his ^neid. The charm of his recitation gave addi- 
tional dignity to that high argument, so nobly developed in 
harmonious verse. But when the intellect had feasted its 
fill — when he suddenly " changed his hand," and appealed 
to the heart — ^yjheuthfc ^omin^ episode of the young Ma^ 

elluB came by surpriHe on tbe nsscinbled court, a fainting 
mpreee, amid the mingled teara and applause of veteran 
parriore, confessed the sacred supremacy of song, 
The poetry of Horace is a plensoTit thought ; that of Virgil 
K delightful dream. The first had mingled iu the world of 
■reality ; the latter dwelt in a fanciful and ideal region, from 
vhich he rarely eame do«'n to the TulgariticB of actual life. 
!rhe tranquil lake rellecta heaven in its calm bosom i the 
Dnning brook makes acquaintance with the thousand objects 
m its varied margin. Wordsworth, Southey, Coleridge, 
loetbe, Lamartiae, belong to the dreamy race of writers — 
hey are " children of the mist" — their dwelling is in a land 
*■ Tiaiona. Byron, Buranger, Bums, Scott, Shakespeare, 
Ntl with men and things ae tbey have found them, and as 
hey really ore. The latter class wiU ever be tbe most/w/jw- 
ar. The acute thinker wOl ever be preferred to the most 
mchaoting " dreamer of dreams." 

In the empire of Auguatus, Virgil saw the realisation of 

Dcient oracle* : he viewed as from a distance the mighty 

tructure of Koman power, and imaged in bia .^neid the vast 

dea of a heaven-descended monarchy. Horace took up his 

intern !i la Diogene, and went about eiploring the itttai/t of 

be social system, the vices, the follies, the passions of Bo- 

nan aodety, Hia poetry was of a more matter-of-fact na- 

' : it came home to the bosom of his readers : it was the 

4 expression of contemporary joys and sorrows. 

The character of each aa a poet may not be inappropriately 

ight for in the well-known allegory with which tbe 6th 

K of the JEneid doses : 

" Smif J«>ti«« »w>iBi^Dr(a" fiwrnm allern /rrlsr 
Comta f ml rerii /acilit dalur txitai Bmirii, 

Sal faUa ad attam mitlunl auanoaa mwi," 

s Dry den lias it — 

I leave to my readers the evolving of this complei: idea, 
le dreamy visions of tbe Platonist may be placed in coa- 
ut with tbe practical wit and knowledge of the world 




posseBsed by the shrewd disciples of EDicurufl, the "/".^ 
tn*omntfl" with the "rtfmiimftm." And herewith I wind 
up my parallel. 

I now open the second book of the odes, and proceed OD 
my task of metrical exposition. 

Lib. II. Ode I. — to pollio on his meditated histobt. 


Tlie story of our civil wars, 

Through all the changes that befell ub, 
To chronicle thy pen prepares, 

Dating the record from Metellus ; — 
Of parties and of chiefs thy page 

Will paint tlie leagues, the plans, the forces ; 
Follow them through each yaried stage, 

And trace the warfare to its sources. 

And thou wilt tell of swords still wet 

With unatoned-for blood ; — historian. 
Bethink thee of thy risk ! . . . ere yet 

Of Clio thou awake the clarion. 
Think of the tact which Rome requires 

In one who would such deeds unfold her ; 
Know that thy tread is upon fires 

Wliich still beneath the ashes smoulder. 

Of Tragedy the weeping Muse 

Awhile in thee may mourn a tr^nt, 
Whom varnished fiction vainly woos, 

Of stem realities pursuant : 
But finish thy laborious task, 

Our annals write with care and candour ; 
Then don the buskin and the mask. 

And tread through scenes of tragic grandeur ! 

Star of the stage ! to thee the Law 

Looks for her mildest, best expounder — 
Theo the rapt senate hears with awe. 

Wielding the bolts of patriot tiiimder — 
Thee Glory found beneath the tent, 

WTien from a desert wild and horrid, 
Dalmatia back in triumph sent 

Her conqueror, with laurelled forehead ! 

But, hark ! methinks the martial horn 
Gives prelude to thy coming story ; 

In fancy's ear shrill trumpets warn 
Of battle-fields, kard fought and ^ry : 

Motum 0X MeteDo 
Consnle ciTiciiiiiy 
Bellique cauaaa, 
£t vitia, et modos, 
Ludumque Fortuns, 

Principum amintias, 

Et arma 

Nondom expiatis 
Uncta cruoribus, 
Plenum opus ale« 

Tractas. et 
Incedis per ignes 

Cineri doloso. 

Paulum severs 
Musa tragosdiie 
Desit theatris ; 
Mox, ubi publicas 
, Res ordinans, 
Chrande munus 

Repetea cothumo. 

Insigne mcestis 
Presidium reis 
£t consulenti, 
Pollio, Curia, 

Cui laurus 
JEtemoa honores 

Peperit triumpho. 

Jam nunc minaci 
Murmure comaum 
Perstrinffis aurea ; 
Jam litiu strepunt i 




Fancj holh oonjured up the HiBiie, 

Jam fulgor armoruin 

And phantom wurior* crovd besiile ber — 


The tquBtlroii digbt in dsriling sheen— 

Terret rquoB, 

The .tartled .t«d-ll.' aflHghled rider 1 

Equitunique Tulhia, 

Hark to the shouta that echo loud 

Wliik' blood and dust each hero shroud, 

Jam Tideor duces 

Costume of alaughlCT— not unseBnilj : 

PulTcre sordidoB, 

Et cuncia tcrrwum 

Doomed to see fortune still desert je. 


Till all the world lies prostrate, sayfl 

Prwter atrocem 

Unronquer'd Cato's sayago rirtue! 

Animum Calonis. 

Juno, who loTeth Afrio most, 

Juno, et Dcorum 

And eaoh dread tuMlarr godhead. 

Quisquis amicior 

Wlio euu^s her black barbaric coast. 

Airis iuultA 

Ljbia with Roman gore ha»e flooded : 
Wh&e warring thus the sous of those 

Ct»»erat mipctens 


WhoM pnmefls could of old subject her, 
Qlntting Ihe grudge of aiieicut foes, 

Victorum nepotea 

Reltulit inforias 

FnU— but to gUd Jugurtha's spectre 1 


■ -Vbera be tha distent land but dnmk 

Quis nan Latino 

m Our Latjum'a nobUat blood in torrents ? 

Sanguine pinguior 

Campus, scpulchris 

' Bw iritness to each foul occurrennt. 


Bnde barbsrooa tribe* bave loara'd to seolT, 

Sure to oiult at our undoing ;— 

Pewin hath heard with jo;, far off. 

The sound of Bouie's gigantic ruin ! 

Sonitum ruiOKp ~ 

■ Joint out the gulf on ocean's icrge— 

Qui gurges, aut qua 

V Ths atream remote, along whose channels 

Fluiiiina limibris 

r Hatli not been heard the inoumful dirge 

Ignara belli F 

Quod mare Daunuo 

Shew me the sea—witbont iia tide 

Son dwolor. 

Of blood upon the mrfuce blushing— 


Shew me tbe sbore-wilb blood undjed 
From Boman veins profuselj gushing. 

Cruore nostroF 

L But, Mnse ! a truce to themes Ukc these— 

Spd ne, reliclis. 

■ Let us strike up some jocund carol ; 
P Itor pipe with old Simonides 

Mum proeax, jocis, 

Cen retmclca 

■ Ihdl aolemo »tt»in«. moroseij moral ; 

Munera nenis t 

Inch me a new. a li.elier stare- 

Mi-cum Diouao 

And that we maj the better chaunt it. 

Sub antro 

Hie with me to the niyslic cave, 

Qoarc modes 

■ QiDtto of HDg ! bj Bacchus haunted. 

Lerioro plectnk ^^^^B 



It is pleasant to find '' Adam Smith on the Wealth of Na- 
tions" anticipated, in the following exposi of sound com- 
mercial principles ; and the foUy of restricting the hank 
issues made the subject of an ode. It is addressed to Sal- 
lust, nephew of the historian, who had amassed considerable 
wealth from the plunder of Africa, during his praetorship in 
that province ; and had laid out the proceeds, alter the most 
liberal fashion, in embellishing his most magnificent resi- 
dence, the Horti Sallustiani, which to this day lorms a splen- 
did public promenade for your modem Bomans. The libe- 
rality of Proculeius Murena, who, on the confiscation of his 
brother's property during the civil war, had made good the 
loss from his own patrimony, and opened an asylum to 
his orphaned nephews, was apparently the current subjed 
of conversation at the time ; as well as the good fortune of 
Phraates, in recovering the crown of Persia, which bad been 
jeopardised by some revolutionary proceedings. At this 
distance of years, both topics appear somewhat stale ; but 
we must go back in spirit to the days in which such matters 
possessed interest, and, having thus made ourselves part and 
parcel of contemporary Eoman society, admire as well a^ 
we can, the grace and freshness of the allusions. 

Lib. II. Ode II. — thoughts ok bulliox axd the 



My Sallust, saj, in days of dearth, 
Wliat ifl the lazy ingot worth, 
Deep in the bowels of the earth 

Allowed to settle, 
Unless a temperate use send forth 

The shining metal ? 

Blessings on him whose bounteous hoard 
A brother's ruined house restored — 
Spreading anew the orphan's board. 

With care paternal ; 
Murena's fame aloft hath soar'd 

On wings eternal ! 

NuUus argento 
Color est aTaris 
Abdito terris 
Inimioe lamnce 
Crispe Sallusti, 
Nisi temperato 
Splendeat uso. 

Vivet extento 
Proculeius aero, 
Notus in fratres 
Animi patemL 
Ulum aget penoi 
Metuente soM 
Fama superftei. 

Camt Lhou ooinmuid thf liut for sold F 
Then ■« thou richer, fncnd, follriolJ, 
Thia if thr nod the mnrta controlkd 

AVliere DhicfeBt trade it— 
The OirthBge* both "new" and "uld," 

The Nile auti Cadiz. 

lUrlj yon hjdropic lufferer, alill 
Indulging in (Le dranghli Ihat fill 
Hi* btoMed &ame, — uuatinte, UU 

Death «id the lirlil; ; 
TJnlaas the latent fount of ill 

Be dried np quii^klj. 

Heed not the vulgar talu tliut mte 
^—*^He cOuDta culm hours and hnppj dajB 
Who from Ilie Ihrorie of Cyrus bwuts 

Li by am reiooti* 
Gailibiu Juiigne, 
Et utcrqne FcBnUH 

CreaoA indnlg^nl 
Sibi dinia liTdropi, 
Nee «itim pcllit. 
Kisi coma morbi 
FtigeriC Tenia, 
£t aquoaoa nlbo 

Corpore IsnguoA' I 
Redditum Cjri 
Solio FhrsKtem, 
Diesideua plebi 
Nuniero beotomm, 

^ippy alone proclaiiceth them, 
Who with undiuxlod eje contemn 
The pile of gold, the glittering gem, 

Vooibui ; regnum 
Et diadems tutiun 
Dcf^nma uni, 
Propriamqiie Isurum 
Quiaquis ingentea 
Gciila irratorto, 
Spectdt avcrroa. 

Sherlock's famoua volume on deatli has been equally fore- 
4t&Ued b^ our Epicurean inoraliBt ; who, whatever he may 
want in consolatory nrospects of a blessed futurity, eompen- 
ntea for this otherwise very material omission by an imh- 
tailed sweetness of versification, and imagery the moat pic- 

Lib. II. Ode III. — a homilt on beatu. 

Thee, whether Pun bbsdU 

Or PlBMorti pamper, 

Delliua — whiche'or prerail — 

Keep lhou thj temper ; 

Dnwed to boi«teroua jo;*, that ne'e 

OkaMve the* from th«aepulahrai 

Be1)u* in arduii 

Serrare menlem, 
Hon teouB in boni* 
Ab inaolenti lemperatam 
Lctitik, moritun D«UL 



Death smites the slave to spleen. 

Whose soul repineth, 
And him who on the green. 
Calm sage, reclineth, 
Keeping — from grief's intrusion 
Blithe holiday with festal jar. 

Sea moBstna omni 
Tempore Tixeris, 

Seu te in remoto 
Ghramine per dies 
Fettoa reclinatum bearis 
Interiore nota FalemL 

Where giant fir, sunproof^ Qua pinus ingeof 

With poplar blendeth, AllMuiue populus 

And high o'er head a roof Umbram hoepitalem 

Of boughs extendeth ; Consociare amant 

WhUe onward runs the crooked rill, Bamis, et obliquo laborat 

Brisk fugitive, with murmur shrilL Ljmpha fugax trepidare rifO 

Bring wine, here, on the grass ! Himc vina, et unguents, 

Bring perfumes hither ! £t nimium breres 

Bring roses— which, alas ! Flores amoenoa 

Too quickly wither — Ferre jube ros». 

Ere of our days the spring-tide ebb, Dum rea, et Ktaa, et sororom 

While the dark sisters weave our web. Fila trium patiuntur atn. 

Soon — should the fatal shear 

Cut life's frail fibre- 
Broad lands, sweet Villa near 
The yellow Tiber, 
With all thy chattels rich and rare, 
Must travel to a thankless heir. 

Be thou the noblv bom, 

Spoil'd child of Fortune — 
Be thou the wretch forlorn, 
Whom wants importime — 
By sufierance thou art here at most, 
Till death shall claim his holocaust. 

Cedes coemptis 
Saltibus, et domo, 
Villaque, flavus 
Quam l^beris lavit : 
Cedes, et exstructis in altum 
Divitiis potietur heres. 

Divesne, priaco 
Natus ab Inacho, 
Nil interest, an 
Pauper et infimft 
Degente sub dio moreris, 
'^ctima nil miserantis OrcL 

All to the same dark bourne Omnes eodem 

Plod on together — Oorimur : omnium 

Lots from the same dread urn Versatur ami 

Leap forth — and, whether Serius ocius 

Our's be the first or last. Hell's wave Sors exitura, et nos in s^temam 

Tawns for the exiles of the grave. Exsilium impositura cymbc 

I, of course, cannot countenance the tendency of the suc- 
ceeding morceau. Its apparent purpose is to vindicate what 
the Germans call " left-handed" alliances between the sexes: 
but its obvious drift is not such as so generally correct t 
judge of social order and propriety would be supposed to 
mistake. The Te«^Q\A\bUitY> however^ be his own. 

^^O d«om not Ihj lore for • cBptitc nmid Ne sit nnrilliE tibi «mor pudori, 

Dath, Fhooeui, the hcut of a Roman Xanlhin Pkoiwu PriuB maolen- 

Like the noble Achillea, 'da gimplv, Sens Bneeia niveo colore 

aimpl;, Movit Acliillom i 

With s'Sriieu" thou eharest th; bed. 


Lib. n, Odx TV. — ctAsaicAL tovB uatches. 

" Whm Ihf htart iff ■ nn u ^prturd wj/t cart. 
The mill a ditprOed if a vaman am-for; 
Likt Mr Boln of a fiddU. lAi 
Rainn hit lyiri/i and cAarau 


TelAmon d 

d the Bome, Horit Ajocem Telnraone lutum 

& Fhrjgiui Some ; Forms caplivie rln mmutn Teo 
Ilught to ocrnt«mn Done, Sing Aga- mesBiv ; 

Arait AtriiJus medio in triumpho 
n bUtb becunn. Virgiiie rapti. 

I Vond ot a 

I Sncli mB the rule with the Oreeka of Barbane poitqnom oecidom tiir- 

nien the; had conijuer'd the foe's Tliesealo Ticture, et ademptiu 
stronghold ; Hector 

1 gallant Hfclor — Troy'a pro- Trftdidii tnsis leviora loUi 
lector — I'ergaaia Orsii*. 

ing, the kuull of Ilion toll'd. 

ni; d»m her orinn Tile and baac? Neeciia an t« gmoram beati 

~ It thou her poiSgrec fairlv trace? Fb^llidis Qave decoreot psren- 
u'd PhjUis, aUve'tho' .he War 

be, atill ia Begium eerie genus el penates 
I Ih« last, perhaps, of a rojal race. M:£ret iniquoa. 

I Birth to demeanour will sure respond — Oede non illaoi tibi de acelestS 

ia fniUiful, FhtUis U fond: Flebe dileclom.nequeaiL-lidelein, 

□not buy her — then wh; denj' Sic lucro avereatii poluiess rabci 
er Matre pudonjii. 

rank the baaelj bora bejond? 

i> hslh limba di*inely wrought, Brachia ot yulluni teretctque »U' 
. I es and figure without a fault ... ra» 

f Co not feel j^ous, friend, when a Integer laudo ; fuge auspicari, 

[ fellow* Cnju. oeWTuni Irepidant *lai 

[iVo'tieth year forbids the thought ! Claudcre luttrum. 

In contiBBtiuR VirgQ witb Horace, and in Doticing tlie 
(pposite lendaiiyieu ot mind atiil disposilion diacciverable iii 
Vir writings, 1 ahould bavo pointed out tbe very gkrUg 

478 valTHEb PBorx's beliqttzs. 

difference in their respective views of female character. The 
mild indulgence of the Epicurean is obviously distinguishable 
from the severe moroseness of the Platonist. The very foi- 
bles of the sex find an apologist in Horace : Virgil appears 
to have been hardly sensible to their highest exceUencies. 
The heroines of the JEneid are depicted in no very amiable 
colours ; his Dido is a shrew and a scold : his Trojan women 
fire the fleet, and run wild like witches in a Sabbat : the 
" mourning fields" are crowded with ladies of lost reputa- 
tion : the wife of King Latinus hangs herself: Camilla dies 
in attempting to grasp a gewgaw : and even the fair Lavinia 
is so described, as to be hardly worth fighting for. How 
tolerant, on the contrary, is our songster — how lenient in 
his sketches of female defects — how impassioned in his com- 
mendation of female charms ! Playful irony he may occa- 
sionally emfploy in his addresses to Bom an beauty ; but, in 
his very invectives, nothing can be clearer than his intense 
devotion to the whole sex . . . with the exception of " Ca- 
nidia." Who she was I may take an early opportunity of 
explaining : it is a very long story, and will make a paper. 

The subject of the following ode is Campaspe, the mistress 
of Apelles. This favourite artist of Alexander the Great 
woula appear to have be^n, like Salvator Eosa, addicted Xo 
the kindred pursuits of a poet. Of his paintings nothing 
has come down to us; but of his poetry I am happy to 
supply a fragment from the collection of Athseneus. The 
Greek is clearlv the original. Greorge Herrick has supplied 
the EngHsh ; the Latin has not been inserted in any edition 
of .Horace I have seen. 

Lib. n. Ode V.^-cupid a gambles. 

Nostra Campa^pe leris et Cupido Turn labeUomxn roseos honores 

Ale4 nuper statuere ludos, Mox ebur frontis — simul banc sub imo 

Merx ut bine illinc foret 08<nilo- Quse mana matris fuerat cayata 
rum ; — Rimula mento. 

Solvit at ille. 

Pignorat sorti pbaretraxn, sagit- Solvit . . — at posquam geminos ocelloi 

tas, Lusit incassilliD, menet inde cecus.^ 

Par columbarum, Yenerisque bi- Sic eum si tu spoliaa, pueUa ! 

gas Quan