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“And the great camel-mountains that have ciation of what is called “transcendental

lain On the green deserts since the world was

poetry." The satire is benevolent as it is made."

just. There is scarcely a line of that Camel-mountains lying down on green

mock-heroic dialogue, in front of Ticknor

& Fields's store, that is not barbed with wit. deserts! A fine touch of humor.

With some regret, we are compelled to "The gods are dear! (Schiller) But with them did not die

publish the following verses, written in The spell of beauty, nor the light and shade,

ten minutes, under peculiar circumstances, And the deep yearnings of Divinity-" by a gentleman in affliction; but, as they As excellent a piece of nonsense as

afford a lively contrast to the above, the Pope's “Lines by a person of Quality."

reader will, no doubt, appreciate the differ The divinities are dead, but the yearnings

ence : of divinity survive ; they leave behind “TO THE FIXED STARS. them the spell of beauty, light and shade, “Ye stars that are the jewelry of heaven! in fact, a complete stock in trade, for a

If, in your purple whiteness, you can lean

From your ethereal thrones, and cast your poet.

glare “ Ourselves are mean or noble; we are fate :

Into this vegetative brain, whose sap,

Rises and falls with the light tid of dreams, We mould our destinies like plastic clay Do it! nor leave the task to me. Dispel Shaping a bero or & recreant

These turgid aspirations --windy hopes— The rest is “ only leather or prunella.”

These porcellaneous effigies of life

These statuettes of fancy-marionettes"-you say,

These Punch-and-Judy woodenanities— We are poor laggards on the trail of rhyme, And let me soar to thy empiric skies, Born in the Bundown of the dregs of time." Far from the reach of common, common Or,

For I claim kindred with you; I, ye stars “We are poor laggards on the trail of time,

That blindly wink on high, and know me

notBorn in the sundown of the dregs of rhyme."

I, who have looked at you, and ken you wellEither way, how trenchant the satire! Lyra, and Omicron, and Berenice,

Whose stellar hair has touched my poet “Know ye, faint-hearted, ye disconsolate,

cheek That who sings well can never sing too late." Like bright diaphanous harp-strings; I you

know ! No one will pretend to dispute the value

But not for these, but not for these I moanof this axiom.

Poor senseless luminaries ! Not for these,

But for Conglubious Pithos ! that's my aim! "Now !! (ego) the humblest of the singing That inarticulate pulsate of the heart, train

The globulated motor of the brain,
That ever felt the longing and the pain, That lifts the poot high above his peers,
And all the glorious ecstasy of song,

Into eternal Gos! Above the peaks
I, (ego) in the sweetest of New England TOWNS. Of purple Himalayas, when the clouds

Bedeck the skies with Indian millineryVidelicet, Boston! The batbos of these

That is my aim. Can I descend to nature, few lines wonderfully neat and well- Pathos, or concrete forms of verse, or mount turned.

The backney Pegasus ? Not I-my-steed

I ride alone! And you, bijoutrious stars, “Touched with the freshness of this sunny That mid the fillagree of th' heavens shine, June;

Believe me, I shall sit within your sphere, Filled with the scents and beauty of the Crown my curled hair with Zodiac's diadem, downs;"

And wear Arcturus as a bosom.pin !

And would you know who thus addresses you, "All in the Downs."-GAY.

Prismatic stars ? Listen, orchestral bands“Wild with the breezy uplands (Beacon street

Suspend your viols, shawms, and stellar and the State House), and the strong,

pipes— Delicious voices of the wind in tune, (?)

Your astronomic opbicleides and flutes, Have felt a passion and a power to say

Till I repeat my nomen. I am he

Called Ancient Pistol !' and the world I Something above the nothing I have said ; And cre the summer shall be cold and dead

make Ere the cool leaves be flushed with hectic

Mine oyster !-you its pearled shells !" red,

- THE ACADEMY OF DESIGN-SPRING I shall have given you my passion lay (exit)."

EXHIBITION.- Formerly the annual exhibiTo this poet, One and Two sneeringly tions have been limited to new pictures, respond, because they know he can't do

or, rather, to original pictures, never be.it.

fore shown in any public gallery ; but we Whoever wrote that little eclogue in the learn it is the intention of the Academy, Home Journal, has a most delicate appre- this year, to indulge the lovers of art with



a retrospective view of what has been

T'hauz mai far fathurs haind done in past years, and allow the artists

That plaict itt nir biss cat

Thein boudmin lett itt stend to make such selections from their works

Thai aix chal harm itt natt." as they please, whether these be new or old, whether before shown or not, so long

“Oo ! then Y si quin Mæb bæth bin with joo. as they be originals, and not copies. We Sjie is thi faris midwif an sjio kums may, therefore, expect a rich show of art- In sjæp noo biggir than an agit-stoon treasures, and be able to trace the pro

Oon the far fingir af an ool dirmun,

Dran with a tim af littl atumis gress of the pencil and the chisel for near

Ofer men's Boosis as the ly eslip.” ly half a century. Of course, many of the pictures will be much improved by the

The specimens in Italian, German, Rusmellow touch of age—a great advantage sian, and Modern Greek, are equally interand many familiar chef d'oeuvres of past esting. We commend the book to the atyears will recall the earlier days of

tention of all foreigners who are desirous the Academy. One suggestion we will

of speedily acquiring a knowledge of Eng. venture to make, which is : each artist

lish poetry. should be entitled to a certain space, - LENGTH OF THE DAY OR NIGHT.-TO within the limits of which his pictures ascertain the length of the day and night, shall be hung together; so that, instead any time of the year, double the time of of a heterogeneous collection, there will be the sun's rising, which gives the length of a panel of Durand's, a panel of Kensett's, a the night, and double the time of its setpanel of Elliott's, a panel of Hicks's, a ting, which gives the length of the day. panel of Huntington's, a panel of Gray's, This is a simple method which but few and so on—an arrangement which will people know. To ascertain the time it materially add, reflectively, to the merits will take to travel from the city of New of the pictures themselves, and, at the York to any given point on the Erie railsame time, afford additional gratification road, multiply the number of miles to be to the public.

run by the price of the ticket; the quotient -A gentleman, a linguist by profession, will be average mean time from place to is about publishing, at his own expense, a

place. volume of modern poetry in the English - The long-expected revolution bas tongue, for the purpose of familiarizing burst forth! Eugenie, empress of France, foreigners with the true pronunciation. appeared at a levee without a hoop, acd in The plan of the book is very simple; the twenty-four hours Paris was hoopless ! poems are to be written phonographically, The world of fashion is reduced to onein order to convey the actual sound of the quarter of its dimensions—tbe giddy whirl words, so that a Frenchman, Italian, or and sweep of crinoline no more turns the German, although ignorant of our lan- heads of sober-minded men ; the ball-room guage, could at once readily read any of will no longer be the outskirts of bankthe poems with the pure English accent. ruptcy ; ladies will cease to declare they We bave been allowed to make a few wear “them," because they are conducive selections, which will at once give an idea to health ; we are upon the very brink of of the work :

tight times, and this reform will reduce

domestic expenses below crisis point.' TRENCH PHONOGRAPHIC THANATOPSIS.

PHILOLOGICAL REFORM.—The reading “ Tou him hou inn thi loof aff necbir houltz Kammunoyun huith bir vizibl farms, shi public of the metropolis has been imspikz

mensely amused by a pitched battle, beE veryus lainkuiouitch ; fart hiss geyir ours

tween two bookworms, in the pages of Sbi bez e voiz aff gladniz, ann e smaile Ann elikhuinz aff biuti, ann sbi glaidz

the Evening Post. The great question upIuntu hiz darkbir muizingz huith e maild on which they are encountered, yard-arm Ang hiling simpithi thet stilz ebuey Ther charpnez err hi iss ebuir."

to yard-arm, is, whether the word “couple"

is equivalent to the word “ two." “AngliFRENCH PHONOGRAPHIC GENERAL XORRIS.

cus" contends that common usage sanc“Houdmin speir thet tri

tions the familiar idiom. "Wstands Tetch nat e singl bau

out against common usage. “Anglicus" Ino youth itt cheltird mi Anu aill prolekt itt nau.

quotes authorities—Shakespeare, Dryden,


Addison—the “long thirty-twos” of Eng- Concrete couples are equivalent to discrete land. W” disputes their range and cali- twos. A man and his wife may be a bre. “Anglicus” then sallies out, sword-in- couple, or be two, as they are concrete or band, and, after a brilliant sortie, in open discrete, but twenty couple and twenty field, spikes a couple of W's guns, where- twos are neither personal nor determinate upon W retaliates by pursuing a masterly identities, but, rather, what might be inactivity. This controversy brings to mind termed, ambiguous arithmetical pheno one of the most remarkable passages in modern philosophy, namely, the brilliant

CORRESPONDENCE. analysis, by Victor Cousin, of the inexplicable fact, that two and two make four.

MR. KALEIDOSCOPE :- In your valuable pa.

per for March, you say, “if we travel eastThus the great psychologist :

wardly to the antipodes, we lose twelve hours, All our primitive judgments are per- and if westwardly, we gain twelve hours ;" is sonal and determinate, and yet under the

not this a mistake? It seems to me that, when

we travel towards the east, we gain time, as, depths of these personal and determinate for instance, Boston; the sun rising thero 80 judgments there are already relations, much earlier than it does in New York.

Yours, truths, principles, wbich are not personal

TYCHO BRAHE. and determinate, although they do deter- Tycho writes such a delicate, Tide, femimine and individualize themselves in the nine hand, that we must answer as neatly as determinations and individuality of their terms. Such is the first form of the A message sent at twelve o'clock noon, truths of geometry and aritbmetic. from New York, is in Boston, say, in round Take, for example, two objects, and two numbers, eigbt minutes after twelve; if more objects. Here all is determinate; sent to Washington at the same hour, it is the quantities to be added are concrete, there eigbt minutes before twelve o'clock. not discrete.* You judge that these two If the message is directed still further east, and these two objects, make four objects. it arrives at each stage of the journey at a Now, wbat is to be noted in this judg. later hour in the day, until it touches the ment? Here again, as before, everything antipodal point, where the time is identiis contingent and variable except the rela- cal with our own, with the difference of tion. You can vary the objects, you can being midaight, instead of mid-day time. put pebbles in the place of these books, or If we send it westwardly, from Washingbats in place of the pebbles, and the rela- ton to Cincinnati, from Cincinnati to St. tion will remain unchanged and invariable. Louis, from St. Louis to San Francisco, Still further ; why do you judge that these from San Francisco to the Sandwich two determinate objects, added to these two Islands, from the Sandwich Islands to other determinate objects, make four de- Kongtcheou, we find ourselves, at each terminate objects? Reflect. It is in virtue progressive step, earlier and earlier in of this truth-Damely, that two and two the morning, as we advance westward. In make four. Now, this truth of relation is the one case the electric current is travel. altogether independent of the nature of ing over a path that has been already trathe two concrete terms, whatever they versed by the sun; in the other it passes may be. It is an abstract truth, involved over a track yet to be traversed by that and bidden in the concrete, wbich leads luminary. Suppose we could send an you to pronounce concerning the concrete, electric spark directly through the bulk that two concrete objects, added to two of the earth to the Kongtcheouese, and concrete objects, make four concrete objects. say, “Come now, let us start fair, my crockThe abstract is given in the concrete; the ery friends; this is Monday noon up here, invariable and the necessary in the varia. make it Monday midnight with you ;" ble and contingent; the reason in sensation would they not answer, “Yes, but we sball and consciousness."

may be.

be in Tuesday in a minute, send us round This, of course, settles the question. our sun if you please, and we will return

* Concrete cumbers bave reference to particular determinate objects or things, and are not taken apart from the potion of some particular objects; as, six balls, and ten balls, and two balls. are equal to eighteen balls. The numbers here are concrete. But when we say six, and ten, and two, are equal to eighteen (6+10+2=18), the numbers are discrete.

it to you next day?" It is, therefore, plain of the Father of this country's.'”. Should enough, that, if we send our message, from

it not be “ Father's of this country," or does

not your pointing of the passage imply that point to point, westwardly, it reaches suc

said nose belonged to the country," and not ceseively earlier bours on the morning of to the “ father of it? Yours, Monday until it touches ķongtcheou at

SNUD. Sunday midnight ; if we send it eastward

Certainly, it belongs to the country. ly, it touches successively later hours of

Soub is disposed to be hypercritical, and, the same Monday, until it reaches Kong- evidently, is of the short party : besides tcheou on the very brink of Tuesday morn

that, he does not spell according to the ing. This is as plain as we can make the

established forms. It is usual, in the word matter to Tycho.

" length,” for the "t" to precede the “h,"

and we would advise him to overbaul bis MR. KALEIDOSCOPE :-On page 328 of the March number of Put's Mag. you say, speaking primer again, before he ventures to quesof Thackeray's nose—“ precisely the lenght tion our accuracy.

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THE spring has come upon us, we were ing transition from the resignation which about to say, and warns us that the season follows the end of one season to the antiis at band for reviewing the winter's life cipation which heralds the opening of of our great city world; but that which we another, a chill blast from the pole smote were about to say we sball forbear, for upon our city, and drove the snow into all wbo can assure us that the spring has our houses, and into all our hearts. come, indeed ?

Cheated by February, can we trust ourSpring should have come, we know ; for selves to the smiles of April ? the voice of April is in the air, and the Let us not over-eagerly throw ourselves roar of the lion, March, should be dying into the arms of this bewitching princess, away in the distance. But, alas! the times

who may, after all, beguile us only to our have changed since the days when bland grief, and treat us as that fearful princess old Chaucer could sing with such jocund in the donjon of the old castle of Baden confidence that

used to treat her victims——to a death of “ April, with his shoueres sote

spikes and swords in an embrace of smooth The drought of March hath percèd to the and shining satin. rote."

No! the winter is not over yet—the winAnd no man, save the privileged and pro- ter“ season," at least, in the World of New phetic E. M., will dare to promise himself York, is by no means ended. There are or others that the lion is absolutely gone still balls to be given like unto the balls of off, and the lamb quietly lying down at December or of February—still dinners to our sides. For we all remember the tricks be eaten as dinners were eaten two months that ill-tempered February played us—how, ago—still parties to be made up for the when the buds had begun to swell, and the theatres, and still concerts to be attended spring-fashions to peep forth, and the blue as when the snow turned every pleasureof Italy was deepening in the skies, and trip into an Arctic expedition. the sidewalks were assuming a Philadel- Of these things, therefore, let us still disphian propriety, and the country mer- course awhile; and this the more particuchants, reckless of the garroter who walk- larly, and with the more earnestness, that eth by night, as of the confidence-man who the dusky interval of Lent is now growing deceiveth by day, were crowding into the gray with the first light of coming Easter. down-town botels, and the dreamy dwell- Not all the world of America keeps Lent, ers in the upper streets were hearing, in we know, nor even all the world of New their bearts, the music of the Newport York; and yet, the influence of the season bands and the murmurs of the summer cannot be quite ignored by anybody, be bis ocean-how, even in that moment of melt- faith what it may be, or his temper, who lives in a free Christian land. For the Wednesday in February. Mrs. Brown, solemnities of Lent commemorate events recoiling in holy horror from the thought wbich are sacred in the eyes of all Christen- of a polka at the inaugаration ball, redom, and the idea involved in these solem- joices extremely at the prospect of witnessnities is born of the deepest consciousness ing Miss Heron's debut in a new play a of all men.

fortnight afterwards, and would, nevertheNo Christian man can think, without less, be extremely indignant at the supposiemotion, of the weeks and days which pre- tion that she was not equally sincere in her ceded the sacrifice of Calvary and the mys- horror and in her joy. tery of the Resurrection ; and no man can Grant that Mrs. Smith's sackcloth and review his own life without perceiving his ashes and Mrs. Brown's holy horror are not own personal and poignant need of an in- very imposing manifestations of reverenward Lent. For forty days the bells of tial grief and awe (as they certainly are England and of Rome may ring out their not), is it not, on the whole, better that summons to prayer at morning and at even thes

signs of spiritual life evening, unbeeded of our busy world ; and should ficker over the surface of such an yet, whenever any man of us all pauses, in existence as the Smiths and Browns have the midst of this selected season, from his made for themselves than that they should passions and his purposes, the sound of be given over wholly to darkness, and a these patient, persevering chimes must find dreary dance of shadows ? some faint ecbo in his heart. Faint as that Let us rather be grateful for these signs, echo may be, and soon as it may vanish, it as indications that the Smiths and Browns will not be wholly forgotten; for no true are not wholly indisposed to admit that feeling, bowever evanescent may be the there may be reality in this world worth form it takes, ever wholly perisbes within looking after, and believing in, and so try us. The film of gossamer, floating by, has to show them how they may make not only dropped its seed and fulfilled its mission. their Lent but the rest of their times and Let the shadow of the ancient church, then, seasons more real. For the most serious rest upon us a little, good reader, while trouble which the philosopher experiences, we talk together now of our world and its when he looks abroad over the face of this worldly ways and works.

social world of ours, springs from the People do not give balls in Lent-they almost universal fluctuation, unsteadiness, only plan them then, and while away the and unsubstantiality of all that he beholds. interval with minor amusements. They He sees that the amusements, which are array themselves, as it were, in a kind of modified in this absurd way by the coming sixteenth-mourning-in such mourning as of Lent, are just as absurd and as hollow princes wear for very remotely allied royal as the spirit, which prompts and determines cousins, and sigaify, by a deeper or lighter their modification, can be. shade of sedateness, their sense of the fact What, for instance, is that grand ball that life, after all, bas some serious mean- which Mrs. Smith has postponed till the ing, and that the forty days of Lent are middle of April? kept in token of this truth.

Is it a festivity, or just a frivolity-an It is very easy to caricature such ob- entertainment, or an inevitable and fatiguservance of such a season, and to make ing exhibition ? Will Mrs. Smith be glad Bardonically merry over a piety which to give it, or glad, when it has been given, displays itself only in such fantastic cur- that it is fairly over and done with? Will tailments or variations of pleasure. The Mrs. Smith's guests be glad to go to it, or frankly mundane mind baving perceived to have gone to it? no sackcloth apon the person and no It will not be an entertainment, we preashes upon the glossy bair of Mrs. Smith, sume—for we have every reason to supat the opera on the first Wednesday in pose that it will precisely resemble six and March, is naturally a little surprised to twenty other balls which were given before learn that Mrs. Smith has postponed her Lent began, to most of which Mrs. Smith grand ball till the middle of April, because went-from most of which she came away she bas been under the necessity of cloth. thoroughly tired to death; and yet upon ing berself in sackcloth and of sprinkling all of which she will studiously model ber ashes upon her tresses, ever since the last own ball when she gives it. Mrs. Smith

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