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able, that these same Hebrew monosyllables, Bal and Car, Of this uncommon class of verbs appears to me to be our are to be found as prefixes to so many names of our misunderstood English verb To Let, which in our lexitowns, and even of our farm-steadings, as CARLISLE, CAR- cons is represented, according to its two opposite meanSTORPHIN, CARHURLIE, BalcarRAS, BalcomIE.-As to ings, as two distinct and unconnected verbs, whereas it the word man, it is certainly one of the oldest and most seems to be but one and the same verb, derived from the renerable in the mouths of men. In the Hebrew, and noun LET, an obstacle, and signifying either TO PRESENT its numerous dialects, it is not, I believe, to be found; AN OBSTACLE, or TO REMOVE ONE. but it may be discovered lurking amid the BRAHMANES, as that name, given them three thousand years ago, well In a former article, I suggested the probability that the testifies: From these respectable gymnosophists, it wound Egyptian word ols, an island, an eminence rising from its way to Europe through CARMANIA, till it finally the sea, a mountain, was the origin of the name Alhoused among the MARCOMANNI, ALEMANNI, and GER- BION, given to an island, by the earliest navigators. It MANI, leaving traces of its transition in ARTAXERXES may be, moreover, in all humility, suggested, that this CODOMANNUS, the poet Alcman, and sundry other nota- same vocable is not only the Latin ALB and all, a title ble persons. It now flourishes in most reputation in given to so many mountains, but also the Grecian Germany and our own British Isles.

OLYMP, which seems, from its general use, to have been

a general name for any eminence or mountain, for we The words sun, MOON, and stars, are of great anti- find it in Thessaly, in Cyprus, Lycia, and Mysia, quity, and deserve to be held in much reputation among wherever the Greek language was spoken. The inser. us on that score; yet, what is strange, the moon seems tion of the servile consonant m took place in other words to be of more celebrity than the sun, and the stars are of transplanted into Greek, as in the Hebrew and Egyptian more reputable nobility and territorial possession than Moph becoming MEMPHIS. As for All or OLB, we find the other two. For the sun seems to have only had the the name given to hiLLs, or hiLLY COUNTRIES, from Alrule in Germany and the North, where, by the by, he BANIA, near the Caspian Sea, whose neighbourhood was happens somewhat discreditably to be feminine ; whereas colonized by the Egyptians (an additional reason for bethe soon blazes not only as a masculine luminary in the lieving it to be the Egyptian olb,) to the towns Album North, (Der Mond,) but must have extended her name and Aleixum, at the foot of the Alps. I think it is Strabo and intiuence both in Greece and Latium, as the words that mentions somewhere that, from the frequent occuruw and Mensis (which are also both masculine) still tes- rence of the syllable ale in names of towns near the tify, though these two words are deflected a little, and Alps, he suspects that those mountains themselves had denote not the moon, but her month, or time measured been originally called by that name, and not by Alp, by her. The original root of the name lies in the Sans. thereby identifying it with ALBA LONGA, ALBANUS, AL. krit, Mas, a month. As for the Stars, they seem to have BURNUS, &c., which are all either mountains, or cities extended themselves in a sort of galaxy all the way from placed on mountains. It may be also noted here, that the Indus to Iceland; for we first perceive them twinkling other appellative Ida, given by the ancients to so many in the Persic sitARAH; then they shine out more in the mountains, is but the Hebrew or Phoenician In, denoGreek astmp, art[or, and glimmer but a little in tuigscen ting a pillar, column, or monument. The two eminences T-NUTEipix, (many starred); again they appear in the La- near Cadiz, the farthest limits of the west, called the tian Astrum, and at length sparkle out in the German PILLARS OF HERCULES, prove that these hills had originStern, Gestion, the Scottish starns, the English stars, ally obtained the same Phænician designation, but that and at last die away in the farthest North, under the the Oriental appellative was translated so as to be underIcelandic StIORNA.Our domestic words, MILK, CHEESE, stood by the Greeks and Romans; as the Hebrew name and BUTTER, are likewise to be venerated for their anti- GOLGOTHA, that it might be intelligible to the Romans, quity. The first word has been variously dislocated and was translated into Calvary, and as we translate it, mutilated in its passage down the stream of time to us.

THE PLACE OF A SKULL. It first appears in Homer's αμολγος and αμελγω, which is moulded into the Latin MULGEO, MULCTUM.

A dif The Latin language appears to me to be indebted to ferent form of it appears in yada, yadaxtos, of which the Hebrew, as it undoubtedly is to the Sanskrit, far the Latins by amputation have made their LAC, LACTIS. more than the Greek is indebted to either. Probably Our milk is from the German milch, and more resembles the Greeks had many of their words, through the interthe supine of the Latin verb.

mediáte islands, from Egypt, of whose ancient language

we unfortunately know so little. The Latin substan. There are words of contrary significations to be found tive verbs Esse and fui may be obviously traced to the in all languages, yet without any contradiction or ob- Hebrew substantive verbs NIWI (ISHE) and X1D (HEUA.) scurity occasioned by their use. In Arabic, there are a Tbe very similarity of sound, as well as signitication, is good many; in Latin, about eight or ten; in Greek, sufficient to prove the identity of the first verb ishe, with nearly as many; in English, but a few, and these are, 1 ESSE ; and as to the latter verb, the change of the gentle think, mostly denominative verbs, or verbs derived from aspirate into F, is well known to have been practised nouns. In Latin, English, and Hebrew, such denomi- both by the Æolians and Latins; and in other Hebrew native verbs are generally employed in the sense of giving, words transplanted into the Latin language, the strong seldom that of depriving ; yet, instances there are in Eng- vowel or the aspirate is in like manner changed into an lish and Hebrew, of their being used in both senses ; and r or v, as amul, a workman, becoming Famulus — sometimes in one language the verb is used in one signi- HEITHE, life, becoming vita_IDO, to know, or see, becofication, and in a contrary signification in another, as the ming video. We may remark, that these Latin verbs, Latin verb Populor, which is only used in the sense of Esse and ful, though, owing to their similar significaDIS PEOPLING, and in our English verb to PEOPLE, which tion, they are classed together in our Latin Grammars, is only used in the sense of sTOCKING WITH PEOPLE.

In are quite distinct, and have no more family cognation English, we have a few such denominative verbs of op-than FERO, TULI, LATUM, or

In fact, posite significations, as TO HEAD, TO SKIN, TO DUST.

To Fui belongs to fio, not to sum; in proof of which, the HEAD A MAN, is to deprive him of the head, but TO HEAD parts supposed to be wanting to Fio, and applied to it in A PIN, or a yob, is to give either of these objects heads. our Grammars by tenses compounded of the passive par

ticiple FACTUS, are all filled up by the tenses derived from through Palestine, to Mount Atias, and the Straits of Hercules, that pui, and now classed under sum, who has, like a thief, the word BURG, BERG, BRIA,

BRIQA had from the same Straits, purloined what was not her own. Fio may be thus comthrough Spain, Germany, and Scythia, to the northern shores of the Caspian.

pleted ;



F10 (or Fro) ruI, FUTUM, (not used) FUERE

or FORE.
Indic. Pres. Fio or Fuo (puw)

Imp. FiEBAM.
Perf. Fui.

Subjs. Pres. Fram, FUAM.

Perf. FuenIN.
Plup. Fuissen.

Imp. Pres. Fı, or Fito (v.)
Infin. Pres. Fieri, or FORE, FUERE (not used.)

Perf. Fuisse.

Fut. FUTURUS ESSE. Parlic. Fut. FUTURUS, from the disused supine FUTUM.

The verb esse is, however, defective, and seems to have only five tenses. It is to be found in Sanskrit, in some of its parts, of nearly the same form as in Latin. It appears to have been originally written thus :--

Indic. Pres. Essum, by abbreviation, suu.


Imp. Esam, or Eram, by the change familiar to

the old Latins, of r into s, as in ARA

for ASA, ARBOR, ARBOS. Fut. Eso, (sopuan) ERO, ERIS, &c. Subjs. Pres. Esim, by abbreviation, sim.

Imp. Essen.
Infin. Pres. Esse.
Devongrove, Clackmannanshire,

1st April, 1830.


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By Alexander M`Laggan.
Nicht pass'd me on the mountain a lone maid,
With cheek all sadness, and with brow all shade;-
She had been weeping; the soft tears she shed

Fell through the midnight hour
Where, wrapt in mist, the little flower

Had pillow'd its fair head.
And all the brilliant stars that burn'd about
Her high dark coronet, were dwindling out;
The moon, that gemm'd her sadly-solemn breast,
Sunk in the soft folds of her vest,
While cloud roll'd down, like velvet soft, on cloud,
Wrapping her glory in a misty shroud;
And, as her noiseless footsteps cross'd the plain,
Appear'd fast hurrying onward in her train,
Gloom, silent sleep, and dreams of joy and pain.
She passes, and lo! like a youthful queen
Morn comes, and the light of her glowing smile
Gladdens our land for many a mile!
A summer morn! with rainbows bound,
In a wreath of sunshine, her forehead round !
Her robes of gold are wide unfurld,
Her glory is gushing o'er all the world!
Summer! remember'st thou the day
When far from our homes you pass'd away?
We look'd to the woods, we look'd to the hills,

For thy golden glance so pure and fair ; We look d in the face of the singing rills,

But sadly they told us you were not there! We look'd to heaven, and then there came The pealing thunder and lightning flame, And quick and dark the ponderous shower Fell heavy upon the ruined bower, And rushing through the decaying grove, Unmade the blooming bed of love ; High rose the river swell on swell; Down from the tower the turrets fell ; The bird of the forest, helpless thing, Dared not trust its shatter'd wing, For the blast raved ruthless through its nest, And tore the kind down from its breast, While drooping fell its songless bill, And its gleeful voice was hush'd and still But Summer ! dear Summer! that day is past, Thou hast come again from thy home at last!







Monday, 12th April. Dr Carson in the Chair. Present,--Sir Patrick Walker, Rev. Dr Blair, Dr Hib

bert; James Skene, T. Allan, P. Neill, James Maidment, Donald Gregory, Esqrs. &c. &c.

The Assistant Secretary noticed a letter be had receiver from Captain Richards, R. N., a corresponding metnber, mentioning that he was about to forward, amongst other donations, some Masonic Emblems of undoubted antiquity, found in a Sarcophagus, at Thebes, in Egypt, along with a detail of the manner in which they were discovered.

Dr Hibbert then proceeded to read a communication from M. D. Greville, * of Valognes, Dept. de la Manche, Normandy, a corresponding member, entitled, “ Researches as to some stations of the Pirates of the North, on the coasts of France and England.” The chief novelty in this interestjog communication, was the idea supported, successfully, we think, by the learned author, that many of the Tumuli, so common in Britain anıl in France, and which are, for the most part, found near the intrenchments of the Northmen on the coast, or of the fields of battle more inland, where these ruthless invaders encountered the natives of the country, are referable, not, as is generally supposed, to tbe Britons, but to the pirates of the North. Dr Ilibbert stated that this view of the origin of the Tumuli was confirmed by the ornaments of jet discovered in many of them, that substance being a well-known production of the shores of the Baltic.

No remarks were made by any of the other members on this Essay, and the meeting then adjourned.

O, sweet ’mid the glory of noon to be

A wandering one on the silent shore, When summer is sailing upon the sea,

And the winds are asleep on its emerald floor! When the sun bounds up in the morning sky,

And every gentle falling fold
Of the curling wave, that rolls brightly by,

Seems the flatterings on a flag of gold !
Then bounds the glowing breast to view
Ocean's face and varying hue,-
The light, the dark, the blue, the green,-
The silver path where the keel hath been,
And the sea-wash'd tower in the distance seep.
O, thoughts from heaven spring lightly round
The soul at every sight and sound,
When the lute on the land, and the song on the sea,
Are blending in glorious harmony !
Now, fruit, and flowers, and song, and mirth,
And love, and peace, live on our earth;
The buds are springing, the rivers are singing,

And echo is ringing the notes around; How glad and glorious the sights before us,

While music floats o'er us in every sound

This gentleman is now publishing a valuable work on Antiqui. ties-viz. Recherches sur les Anciens Chateaux du Departement de la Manche"-in which he traces, among others, the original Norman residence of the illustrious family of Bruce.

And I look'd as proud as a bridegroom, coz,

When his marriage dress is on.

And in sooth the sight was a pleasant sight

For those who love such things,
And who peep not under the rosy wreath

Which mirth o'er her votaries Alings; 'Tis better to catch the spirit, coz,

Of the passing hour as it flies,
Than walk by yourself to a corner, coz,

And begin to philosophize.
I did all I could to be pleased, dear coz,

But I own that I search'd in vain
For a face whose features might bring me back

The light of thy face again ;
Oh! beauty is often talk'd of, coz,

But very rarely seen,-
Beauty that looks like a seraph, coz,

And moves like a starry queen.

And the men were worse than the women, coz,

They were all so pompous and dull ;
And some look'd as awkward as if they had spent

Their lives in the Isle of Mull;
And each seem'd painfully conscious, coz,

That he wore a fancy dress,
Which he knew had cost him twenty pound,

As nearly as he could guess.

O, deep the joy and fine the feeling,
The true heart owns through its quick veins stealing;
The start, the thrill, the pleasing flutter,
The deep emotion it cannot utter.
The ripples are rising upon the lake,

By the wandering zephyrs upward blown,
Like the aspen fit we sometimes take,

When beauty's breath blends with our own.
Here we may wheel in the merry dance,
Twine the rose wreath-watch each glance
Flashing like lightning from many an eye,
Where love, and youth, and beauty lie ;
Here we may feel the young blood start,

And watch the bosom's silken lace
Heave, as if our partner's heart

Was rising up from its resting place;
Here we may chant the tuneful lay,
And echo will sing it far away,
Till evening comes, with serious look,
And darkens the face of the little brook ;
Then we shall bid our kind adieus
To all, save the lovely one we choose
To walk with through the leafy grove,
And whisper of joy, and song, and love.
0! sweet in such an hour to trace
The working of thought on Beauty's face !
When o'er the brow and changing cheek

Emotion flits, O! sweet, I ween,
To know that every word you speak

Can lighten or darken the lovely scene ! O! sweet to look on the midnight sky,

And watch each bright star's changing hue, Then turn to earth to meet an eye,

With a pure soul beaming as brightly through! 0! sweet to part the locks that wreathe

Darkly on a maid's white brow,
And into a willing ear to breath

The burning sigh-the faithful vow;
To touch the lips so like the rose,
That rich, and ruddy, and bursting blows !
How cold and stony the abject beart,

Can live 'mid scenes like these unmoved,
And boast, as a high and manly part,

“ Those trifling things I never loved !" The glorious draughts the soul receives, When the dews come rolling down the leaves,The feeling that Alies from the heel to the head, When o'er the soft couch of the flowers we tread, The shiver of bliss that shoots through the frame, Is a rapture his bosom can never claim. The music of the mighty deep, When o'er its waves the wild winds sweep, The heaving of its waters high, The glory of the midnight sky, The roaring of the thunder loud, The bursting of the fiery cloud, The high dark grandeur of the storms, The blending of their awful forms, Are joys his soul, withouten light, Can never know in its starless night, Dark as the lump of mortal clay, That wraps it round so clumsily! My glowing heart, be ye ever warm, For Summer's smile to cheer and charm !

The Scotch are too grave a people, coz,

To enjoy a Fancy Ball ;
They lack the gladdening sun that shines

On the Tuscan Carnival.
Their misty climate affects their blood,

And acts like a witch's spell ;
They cannot fling their reserve aside,

And sing “ Vive la bagatelle !"

Oh! 'twas only a shadow dim and faint,

Of what it might have been,
Had a livelier spirit ruled o'er the hour,

And danced through the glittering scene;
Even I could have felt the influence, coz,

Of souls more warm and free,
Souls which, like thine, could have left the earth,

And gone up to the sky with me.
But the souls lay some in a necklace, coz,

And some in the style of hair ;
And some in the peak of a stomacher,

And some_heaven best knows where ;
From a feather or two, peep'd the souls of a few,

From a turban that of others; And some had never got souls at all

From their fathers or their mothers.

Doubtless there were exceptions, coz,

If one could have found them out; And 'tis always a thankless task at best

To grumble, and sneer, and pout;
Amongst so many smiles, dear coz,

What had my sighs to do?
Where every one was looking sweet,

Why the deuce should I look blue?

A LETTER TO MY COUSIN. The Fancy Ball ?-of course, dear coz,

I could not help being there, Though I mingled in all the gaieties, coz,

With a heart that had many a care ; But I hid them beneath my mantle, coz,

For I went as a Spanish Don,

Then, live the Fancy Ball, dear coz,

With its terribly sour champaigne ;
And if there be another next year,

May we all be at it again!
And may none of the ladies who glitter'd there

Be angry at what I've said,
For, rather than anger a fair lady,
I'd let her chop off my head.

H. G. B.

W. Substitute Master of St David's Lodge, Edinburgh, a pamphlet TO VIVIAN.

wherein all the advantages accruing from the Masonic Mysteries are Beloved! I am not sad to-night,

clearly pointed out.

We have received, too late for review this week, Mr David Syme's Though from my eyes you see

ably-executed translation from the Chronicles of Gataro, entitled, The gentle tears, like stars, all bright,

“ The Fortunes of Francesco Novello da Carrara Lord of Padua, an Now falling fast and free ;

historical tale of the fourteenth century." We shall notice this works 'Tis bliss that calls them from my heart,

at length next week. As Memory brings to me

The Olive Branch, for 1831, will be published in October next. The thought of all thy tenderness,

It will be elegantly bound in rich crimson silk, and embellished with

a highly-finished portrait on steel of Robert Pollok, A.M., author of And all my love for thee !

the “ Course of Time."

Sir Walter Scott has undertaken an interesting new work for Mr Beloved ! it is the holy eve,

Murray, being a History of the Rise, Progress, and Decline of Witdi. And, in the hush divine,

craft and Demonology in Scotland. Deep, nameless feelings o'er me steal,

BOTANY.–Dr Hooker, who has been employed during the last To soften and refine!

autumn and winter in printing his British Flora, has just brought Oh! never 'midst the glare of day

his labours to a close, and the whole of the Phænogamous, or Flower

ing Plants and Ferns, will be published during the present mooth. Such pure emotions rise, As when the sunset, far away,

These will be comprised in one moderately-sized duodecimo volume;

and as the work is especially intended for the use of students in bo Is fading from the skies !

tany, the greatest pains have been taken to render it as simple 23

possible. The whole is written in the English language, and all ui. Beloved ! see these two silver streams,

necessary technicalities are avoided. The same general plan is pur. Their gentle waves unite,

sued as in the author's Flora Scotica, where, by omitting a load of And see! two fairy clouds that join

needless synonymy, and by confining the remarks to such as are ese In one their amber light;

sential for an understanding of the genera and species, or to a notice Ah! even thus, our placid souls,

of the uses and properties of the plant, a much greater quantity of In this sweet hour of even,

really valuable matter is included in a small space than has been a

complished in any other Flora. As a still farther improvement, a Are mingling in one tide of bliss,

definition is given of all the classes and orders, and of the genera, As calm as yonder heaven!

The names throughout are accented, -the natural order to which

cach genus belongs is expressed, -and the generic character, in every Beloved ! it is a sacred trust

instance, stands at the head of the species--a practice frequently lost That we were born to hold !

sight of in our Floras, but which appears of great importance to the Oh! what to it is fame or power,

student, although it was not adopted in the Flora Scotica. The Or all the wide world's gold ?

whole of the descriptive matter has been carefully revised, by a com Our hearts ! our hearts! with all their hopes,

parison of authentic specimens; several new plants have been added

to the list, and Dr Hooker has been materially aided by many of the Their truth, their deep devotion,

ablest British Botanists. In particular, he has to acknowledge the Each yielded to the other free,

services of Mr W. Wilson of Warrington, than whom no one has stuWith every warm emotion !

died nature with greater enthusiasm and success; and of Mr Bauer,

who has kindly undertaken to write entirely the genera Myosotis, Beloved ! it is no time to speak

Rosa, and Rubus-tribes to which, it is well known, he has paid the

most devoted attention. In the Willows, too, he has given much The thoughts that crowd the mind;

valuable assistance. A short account of the more important of the Oh! let my tears flow on, they'll leave

natural orders will be appended to the end of the volume, and metiA heavenly quiet behind !

tion made of the most useful plants belonging to them; and the whole, Behold, the moonbeams on the lake

it is confidently expected, will form an indispensable manual to alı In mild sad beauty sleep;

who wish to render themselves acquainted with the wild flowers of Come, let us wander silent on,

their native country. The price will be about 12s. A future part And heed not though I weep!

will comprise the Cryptogamic Flora, for which the author has col

lected extensive materials, and the printing of which will be forth. GERTRUDE. with commenced, so that this may be equally considered the cos

tinuation of the English Flora of Sir James E. Smith as of Dr Hooker's British Flora, since it will contain all that is necessary to

the completion of either; and thus will be accomplished, what has LITERARY CHIT-CHAT AND VARIETIES.

long been esteemed a great desideratum, an entire Flora of the British Isles.

CHIT-CHAT PROM LONDON,Mr Macauley, known as a writer in New PUBLICATIONS.-Among other novelties which have been the Edinburgh Review, has been lately brought into Parliament, laid upon our table this week, but which we do not consider it ne

and seems determined to make a noise if possible. Noubts, hos. cessary to review at length, are, 1st. The fifth volume of Dr Lard.

ever, are entertained of his ever rising so high as his ambition may ner's Cabinet Cyclopædia, containing a Treatise on Mechanics, pre

prompt; but he is a young man, of decided talent and extensive pared by Captain Henry Kater, Vice-President of the Royal Society, information. At the Anniversary Festival, a few days ago, of the and Dr Lardner himself ;-it is a beautifully printed and embellished book; and we have no doubt will be found highly useful and cor

Scottish Hospital, the Duke of Clarence presided, and the subscrip rect.--2d. The second edition enlarged, of Christopher Anderson's

tion in aid of the funds was very liberal.-Mr Haydon's admired pie Historical Sketches of the Native Irish, a work of a popular and prac rathon," has been disposed of by raffle.-- There was a report a short

ture of “Eucles, the Athenian, telling the news of the battle of Ma tical character, calculated to do much good.—3d. The i2th number of time ago that King's College was to be given up, but this report has the Family Library, being a new edition of Southey's admirable Life been contradicted on authority.—Mr Goodwin's scheme of a vas of Nelson, illustrated by a number of spirited wood-cuts.-Ath. The 9th number of Valpy's Family Classical Library, containing Xenophon's couragement.-Prince Leopold has departed for the Continent, to

national cemetery on Primrose Hill, seems likely to meet with en Cyropædia, translated by the Hon. Maurice Ashly Cooper.-5th. Avery make a round of P. P. C. visits to his friends in France and Ger distinct and finely-executed Panorama of the Maine, and the adjacent many previous to his departure for Greece. They are very bus country from Mayence to Frankfort, published by Samuel Leigh of with Temperance Societies in Ireland ;-there was a great meetin London, well known for the excellence and variety of his travelling of what is styled the Hibernian Temperance Society in Dublin a fer maps.-6th. Nugæ Semitariæ, or Metrical Sketches, descriptive and days ago. It is said that Murray prints 15,000 copies of each v moral, a little work in which the author's good intentions are much lume of his Family Library.“ A Collection has just been publishe more conspicuous than his poetical abilities.-7th. Specimens of a new

of Croly's poems, in three volumes; and also, a Selection, entitle Version of Homer, containing the whole of the first book of the the Beauties of Shelley.-Lockhart's beautiful ballad from the Spe Iliad, the Parting of Hector and Andromache, and the Description nish, “ Arise, arise, Xerifa," has been dramatised for the privat of the Shield of Achilles, very spiritedly executed in heroic verse, theatricals at Bridgewater House, in which Lord and Lady Yat by that excellent translator and talented scholar, William Sotheby. manby, Lady Frances Leveson Gower, and many other ladies ad —8th. A New Treatise on the Rules, Principles, and Manner of gentlemen, perform.- Newton, the artist, has recently complete Playing Ecarté, the game of chance most in vogue at present both in three fine new works,-A Contemplative Abbot, -Shylock's Partin London and Paris, but an ignorance of which is no great crime.-9th. Charge to Jessica-and the Grissette, at Calais, measuring her glove A View of the Origin, Objects, and Utility of Freemasonry, by the across the hand of Sterne.

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they may perhaps strengthen it for aught we know. LITERARY CRITICISM.

We are willing to bet a trifle, that there are critics who will find out new and unthought-of beauties in these dra

matic productions, because, having for years been accusThe Doom of Derorgoil; a Melodrama.- Auchindrane ; tomed to tie the great man's shoe-string, they are now or, the Ayrshire Tragedy. By Sir Walter Scott, Bart. prepared to worship its shadow. Edinburgh. Cadell and Co. 1830. 8vo. Pp. 337. Both of these plays are in three acts; the plot of both

is exceedingly bare and meagre; and in both, the draSte Walter Scort bas arrived at that high summit of matis personæ are far from being sketched with a powerreputation, that he may publish what he chooses, with ful and commanding pencil. The “ Doom of Devorgoil,” out the chance—we may even say without the possibility is in particular wofully deficient in interest, and the ca-of adding to, or detracting from, his celebrity. He is tastrophie clumsily and abruptly brought about, while the as high as he can be in the literary world, and he is too attempt at humour in the characters of Gullerammer, strong in his position, too resolutely guarded by a whole Owlspiegle, and Cockledemoy, we cannot help thinking an nation, to run any risk of being driven from it. This entire failure. The plot is simply this ;-Oswald of being the case, Sir Walter perceives that he may lie upon Devorgoil is a decayed Scottish baron, living in his solihis oars when he has a mind, and that, having so long tary and ruinous castle on the Borders; he is married to been accustomed to speak real pearls, nobody will find a good sort of woman called Eleanor, and has a daughter fault with the deception, should he now speak a few paste Flora, and a niece Katleen, both residing with him. Leoones. In his old trunks and writing-desks, he has a nard, a handsome young ranger, and Gullerammer, a good many manuscripts, which he wrote either very hastily, conceited divinity student, are admirers of Flora, who, or when he was a young man, and which maturer judgment of course, prefers the ranger. His friend and follower, taught him the wisdom of suppressing. He did suppress Lancelot Blackthorn, is the lover of Katleen. She and them for a good while; but knowing that he is now the rage, Blackthorn disguise themselves as two mischievous spirits, and that he can get for them more than their weight in and play off some foolish pranks on Gullcrammer, greatly gold, he considers it prudent to bestow the good-will of his to his discomfiture. The last scene introduces us to an old trunks and writing-desks upon his publishing friends. old hall in the castle of Devorgoil. There is a prophecy, The very first page in the volume before us informs us that, on the fiftieth year from the decease of one of Dethat “ These dramatic pieces, or at least the first of them,vorgoil's ancestors, who had committed several murders, (se do not rery well understand this mode of expression) his ghost will return, and the doom of the family be ful** were long since written, for the purpose of obliging the filled. Accordingly, the time has now come. The spirit late Mr Terry, then manager of the Adelphi Theatre," of Lord Erick enters, and, after terrifying all the family, but that the “ Doom of Devorgoil,” in particular, had strikes the wall and discovers the treasure chamber. But faults " which rendered it unfit for representation.” Sir a heavy portcullis falls before the door and bars ous all Walter farther mentions, that he is sorry he did not call approach. The door, however, must be opened within the piece an extravaganza, rather than a melo-drama. an hour, else it is the decree of fate that the waters of the This is candid enough, but certainly such a statement is lake, which are already rising, will overwhelm the castle. not exactly calculated to convince us of the propriety of This is a dignus vindice nodus, which, however, is not giving to the world now, what the author himself has so long of being solved, for the spirit of Lord Erick had oblong felt to be inferior. It is true that the interiorities ligingly taken an opportunity of giving the key of the of a great mind are often superior to the best efforts of a treasure chamber to katleen, who now hands it to Leolittle mind; but surely the literary republic is not yet in so nard, and he unlocks the door. The waters immediately very deplorable a condition as to be thankful to pick up the recede, and the treasure remains. The family of Devorcrumbs that fell from the breakfast-table of the late Mr goil is once more rich, and every body is happy. Terry of the Adelphi. “ I know these dramas are bad,” Now, this is a poor plot; and but little additional insays Sir Walter Scott, “but they were written long ago.” terest is communicated to it by the persons with whom it Then, why were they not put into the fire long ago ? “ It is interwoven. None of the characters are well, or fully, is difficult to tell; but I can have a large sum for them drawn. The three females are positively disagreeable, now, and so here they are.” Here they are with a ven for they are made to talk in a petulant and unbecoming geance; and a great deal duller than either “ Halidon manner, quite foreign to the gentleness usually belonging Hillor " The House of Aspen."

to their sex, and consequently effectually checking our In sober earnest, though we are perfectly willing to interest in them. Leonard has little to do; Blackthorn, allow that the name of Sir Walter Scott is a sunbeam who is meant to be witty, is, on the contrary, “ melanwhich can convert darkness into light, we must not al- choly," without being “gentlemanlike;" and Gullcramlow it to dazzle us so entirely as to prevent us from see mer's absurdities fail to elicit from us a single smile, ing that he sometimes sleeps, as Ilomer did. Here are Durward, a palmer, is introduced, and one expects him to two plays which would have damned most men, or set turn out somebody, but he is nobody after all but a simple thern down for life as very good sort of mediocre writers, palmer. The decayed, but still proud Baron Oswald of -a fate which we consider equivalent to damning. But Devorgoil, is, on the whole, the most interesting person they will not affect Sir Walter's reputation a jot; nay, in the piece, and the following passage from the scene in

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