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gen and hydrogen gases, in a state of ignition, were reflect- be kept from the action of the air, it is to be covered with a ed and condensed between two concave polished surfaces, a mixture of Punic wax and oil. All these operations the very powerful effect would be produced. He accordingly specimens exhibit sufficiently well. On the largest one, and tried the experiments, and found that, by means of a ball some of the others, impressions of the flattened reeds may of chalk, not larger than a small bazel-nut, objects were be seen, as well as the various coatings of lime and stucco
, ignited in the focus of the opposite mirror, which, cæteris increasing in fineness towards the coloured surface. The paribus, in ordinary experiments
, required the use of a red- various colours also clearly appear to have been put on be hot iron ball, three or four inchies in diameter. It will be fore the stucco had been dry, from their having sunk into recollected by our readers, that about two years ago it was it in some places more than one-tenth of an inch." proposed (we think by Captain Drummond) to employ the The Secretary read the conclusion of Col. Miller's essay intense light, created by the above-mentioned process, in on the site of the battle of Mons Grampius, which containlight-houses during foggy weather. Mr Reid, in a second ed a narrative of what the essayist believed to have been experiment on the present occasion, produced, with the as Agricola's movements during the subsequent part of the sistance of a common light-house reflector, an effect of light year in which it was fought. vivid and dazzling beyond description.
SOCIETY OF ANTIQUARIES.
THE FAVOURITE ACTRESS.
By Henry G. Bell.
A subtle rapture to a thousand hearts ?**
Monday, 25th January.
Among other donations this evening presented to the Society, were some specimens of the Ancient Painting on the walls of the Baths of Titus at Rome, from William Dyce, Esq., Associate of the Royal Institution. What follows is an extract from the letter of the donor, which accompanied the fragments :-“I am sorry that the fragments, from their smallness, do not exhibit the character of ancient painting sa fully as some I have had an opportunity of see ing in this country; but as there is nothing of the kind already in the Museum, they may, perhaps, be thought worthy of a place until some better specimens be procured. Such as they are, however, they are sufficiently interesting, and may serve, with the help of Vitruvius, to give us a pretty correct notion of the manner in which the ancient Roman fresco painting was executed; for between the age of Augustus (in which Vitruvius lived) and that of Titus, (in whose days the Baths were built,) there does not seem to have been any great change, either in the style of the decorations of their houses, or in the manner of their execution. This might be made to appear by a comparison of the remains of either age with those of the other, or by tracing the complete correspondence which is fourd to exist between the rules laid down by Vitruvius and the practice followed by the artists of the days of Titus. Vitruvius, like a true antiquarian, complains bitterly of the vitiated taste which prevailed among his countrymen at the period when he wrote. They love,' says he, to represent things which neither exist, nor can be, nor have been.' • Painting,' he continues, "represents things which either exist or may exist; but in these days subjects are painted, whose prototypes are nowhere to be observed in nature. For, instead of columns, we find reeds substituted ; instead of pediments, the stalks, leaves, and tendrils of plants. Candelabra are made to support little temples, from the roofs of which branches spring out, bearing absurd figures. And again, we find other stalks bearing figures, some with buman heads, others with heads of 'beasts. These new fasbions have so much prevailed, that, for want of competent judges, true art is little esteemed. How is it possible for a candelabrum to support a horse, or for figures to grow on stalks?' &c. &c. I am sorry the fragments I have procured are too small to exhibit specimens of this grotesque work alluded to and condemned by Vitruvius. Any one, however, who has seen the baths of Titus, can testify that the style of their decoration is precisely the same as that mentioned by Vi. truvius; or that, if any difference exists, it is, that the very fault pointed out by him, is carried, if possible, to a greater excess. That the mode of execution was the same as that laid down by Vitruvius, will immediately appear if we compare his words with the appearances in the fragments. He says, that after the beams of a chamber are fixed, Greek reeds, previously bruised or pressed flat, are to be tied to them ; after which, various layers, or coats, of lime, are to be laid on-the first composed of líme, and very coarse sand the second of lime, and finer sand- the third of lime and fine sand, mixed with marble dust. The wall is then to be finished by three separate coatings of stucco and marble dust; on the last of which, while wet, the colours, mixed with size, are to be laid. After this, if any colour needs to
Proud heart of mine! thy pride gives way,
When there is none to see ;-
And it is well for thee!
Such welcome tears as these ;
My very soul would freeze
On woman's path a curse,
Than thoughtless folly worse.
For what I value less
My spirit's loneliness?
Before I sought their bar,
Have suffered many a jar ;
Have follow'd in my track,
That never can come back ;
And now it is a weary thing,
Whate'er my mood may be,
In wretched mimicry,
As once I used to feel,
With cold art to conceal
There have been those I wish'd to please,
Whose single glance of praise
Assembled crowds might raise ;
As on a gaudy show,
In brighter hues might glow,
And there was one round whom my heart
In all its passion twined ;-
That glitter'd in his mind,
Of all I strove to do,
Its earliest powers renew ;
THE YOUNG LAWYER'S SOLILOQUY. " What I hear of their hardships, their tortures, and groans, ! Is almost enough to draw pity from stones.
CowPER's Pity for Poor Africans. , DISCONSOLATE beside his briefless desk, Young Wordsby sat, and mournfully he closed His portly Erskine, while, with heavy heart, Thus fee-lingly without a fee, he spoke ;“ Farewell! a long farewell to all my law-books!, This land of unpaid wigs for me no more Hath charms or welcome.--Lo! my empty purse, More hideous than a bare-ribb’d skeleton, Beckons me far away. On Monday last Six youths, led onward by the cheerful sound Of coming fees, tinkling like distant music, Their trials in the civil law did pass ; Six more on Tuesday !-Hast thou, Jupiter ! No earthquake, no fell bolt, no pestilence ? Why not beneath the crowded Outer-House Dig out a yawning gulf to swallow Skene, Cockburn and Jeffrey, Cranstoun and Moncreiff ? Or, if thy mercy interposes, why Wilt thou not send us a reviving shower Of rich litigious clients from the moon ? And must I rend you from my heart, ye dreams Of white cravats and sweeping treble gowns ? No longer must I pant for the keen war, Where foes are floor'd by words of giant size, Or cut in pieces by a Latin saw? My sweet Louisa, too!-must all our hopes Vanish as quickly as a city feast ? Must we not marry, love, as once we plann'd, Purchase a house in Queen Street or the Crescent, And keep a carriage !-Eheu! Well-a-day! Hold forth a fan to ward a thunderbolt, With pasteboard dam up Niagara's flood, Bind with a cobweb Captain Barclay's hands, Set snails to hunt the Alpine antelope, Dissolve an iceberg in a crucible, Shout loud enough to fright the antipodes, Take a boil'd pea to shoot an elephant, Put Patrick Robertson in Jeffrey's fob, Saddle a mouse to carry Colonel Teesdale ; And when all these are done all these and more Then hope that love will link itself with law! Farewell !—I would not go, but cruel fate Has a writ out against me, and I must. Alas! my heart fails like an English bank! My spirits sink far lower than the funds! Relentless Fate ! had any but thyself Been plaintiff in this stern unnatural suit, I might have gain'd the cause, and prosper'd yet,“ But now I yield, for thou nonsuitest all !"
A wild and feverish dream! 'Tis past ;
He is another's now;
Upon my aching brow
And which he knew full well
More tban I cared to tell;
I wish he saw my hot pale cheek,
Nor he alone, but all
Before the curtain's fall,
A form of smiles and light, As if my heart could know no care,
My day could have no night — I wish they saw me now-for I Am sick of this wild mummery!
LITERARY CHIT-CHAT AND VARIETIES.
Would that my name had died away
Upon the lips of men,
From out their memory's ken !
Had tempted me to seek
And paled my burning cheek!
CONSTABLE'S MISCELLANY.-We understand that the following new works are preparing for Constable's Miscellany: Ist, Memoirs of the Irish Rebellions, including the History of Ireland, from its first Invasion by the English, till the Union with Great Britain in 1800, by John M'Caul, Esq. M. A., of Trinity College, Dublin ; 2d, History of Modern Greece, and the Ionian Islands; including a Detailed Account of the late Revolutionary War, by Thomas Keightley, Esq. author of “ Fairy Mythology," &c.; 3d, A Journey through the Southern Provinces of France, the Pyrenees, and Switzerland, by Derwent Conway, author of "A Tour through Nor. way, Sweden, and Denmark," &c.
The Rev. Dr Inglis, of the Old Grey Friars Church, Edinburgh, is preparing for publication, a Vindication of Christian Faith, addressed to those who, believing in God, do not believe in Jesus Christ, whom he hath sent.
The Narrative of the War in Germany and France, from the pen of Lord Londonderry, so long announced, is nearly ready for public cation. This second work of the noble author will con tain, we wh.
She ceased, and in the silence nought was heard But the deep sob, that would not be repress'd.
derstand, a variety of Court Anecdotes and amusing topics, which re- Coast, Timbuctoo, or the Desert. He goes quite alone, in the case lieve the dryness of military detail, and fill up the intervals of ar ume of a Desert Arab; and will travel with the greater facility from mistice and negotiations, such as splendid reviews, festivals, and balls. his knowledge of Eastern manners and languages. He is only 21
Mr Murray is preparing for publication a series of Landscape Illus years of age. trations of the Poems of LORD BYRON, to be engraved in the most FINE ARTS.-We observe that an Exhibition of Paintings and finished style, after drawings by the most eminent artists.
Works of Art is about to be opened at Dumfries. There was one Conversations with Lord Byron on Religion, held in Cer halonia, got up there a year or two ago, under the patronage of the county a short time previous to his Lordship's death, by the late James gentlemen, by the spirited exertions of Mr Dunbar, sculptor, one of Kennedy, M.D. of H.B.M. Medical Staff, is announced.
the most active members of the Carlisle Academy. The present Ex. Notices of the Brazils in 1828-9, by the Rev. Robert Walsh, LL.D. hibition is under the same management. We observe, with interest, are announced. Also, by the same publishers, Chronicles of a
the struggle to diffuse through the whole country a relish for the School-room, by Mrs S. C. Hall; and The Three Histories, by Miss
beauties of Art, by means of provincial exhibitions. We shall keep Jewsbury. We understand that Mr Richard Howitt is preparing for publica- an eye upon that of Dumfries, and shall be most happy to hear of
its success. tion The Count and Princess, a Tale from Boccaccio, Antediluvian
EXHIBITION OF ANCIENT PAINTINGS.-The Directors of the InSketches, and other Poems. The Rev. Hobart Caunter is preparing for publication a poem en
stitution are busy getting up an Exhibition of the Works of the Astitled, The Island Bride, with an Ilustration by Martin.
cient Masters. Nasmyth has been travelling with a view to procure Three of Wilkie's paintings are now engraving on a large scale, contributions, and packages are daily arriving at the Building on the The Chelsea Pensioners, The Parish Beadle, and the Scottish Wed Mound. The Exhibition, we understand, will open early bert ding. The last is in the hands of Mr Stuart, the engraver, in Edin- month. We are glad of this; for, if the Exhibitions of Paintings by burgh, who, we believe, was selected by Mr Wilkie himself. We our modern Artists, serve to keep up a spirit of generous emulation have seen the print, so far as it has yet gone, and think it promises among them, and to bring their merits fairly before the public, the 7 very favourably.
Exhibition of what has been done by the mightier spirits of former Captain Glascock has nearly ready for publication Tales of a Tar, days, serves to enlarge and ennoble the taste both of Amateurs and embracing authentic and interesting details of the celebrated mutiay Artists. at Spithead.
Theatrical Gossip.--All the London critics are disappointed at Mis Mr Atherstone is about to publish his second volume of the Fali Kemble having chosen so poor a part as that of Euphrasia, in co pour inte of Nineveh.
a play as Murphy's “Grecian Daughter," for her third character. The author of the Collegians is preparing a new work, to be enti
She does not appear likely to add much to her laurels by it. Her tled Tales of the Five Senses.
next part is to be Isabella, in the “ Fatal Marriage."-Kean is still Mr Bannister, the late Altorney-General of New South Wales, is
at Drury Lane, where “ Henry V." and “ Riches"-a play altered preparing an Enquiry into the best means of preventing the Destruc
from Massinger's "City Madam" -are in rehearsal for him. Herry me tion of the Aborigines, usually incident upon settling new colonies.
V. is a character Kean has often played in the provinces, but DETETE Mr F. W. H. Bayley announces Four Years' Residence in the West Indies.
before a London audience.-Laporte and Cloup are about to open it We observe that a French translation of Moore's Life of Lord the English Opera House with a French company.-The King's hou Byron was to appear in Paris at the same time with the London edi- Theatre is also about to open. Malibran is to be the prima denss. tion.
-Sontag has taken her farewell of the Parisian stage; and Caradari There are as many periodicals in Germany as there are hours in Allan is at present in Venice, where she has been received with the the year. The prolific soil which brings these ephemera into being, greatest applause. The author of “ The Devil's Elixir" is preparing gives birth at times to productions of a more durable and attractive an Easter piece for Covent Garden; and he has also a new farce in form; and of this nature is a new periodical styled the Comet, edited rehearsal, with music by Rodwell. - Report says that a baronet's Lady by the celebrated Herlasson.
is about to make her debut as Lady Macbeth, on account of family * The learned jurisconsult, J. D. Meyer of Amsterdam., is about to embarrassments. The profession is likely to become aristocratisai publish his View of Legislation in Europe, which he has condensed in time ;-a lord's wife belongs to it already.-Macready has been within the compass of three hundred pages. It is written in the performing at Portsmouth.-Dowton has been playing the Hypeerita French language; but our readers will be pleased to learn, that he in Dublin.Barton has been starring it in Glasgow.-Miss Jarmaa is occupied simultaneously in the preparation of an English version.
has been winning golden opinions in Dundee, Perth, and Aberdeen. The Practical Planter, containing directions for the planting of - Mathews takes his benefit this evening. He has drawn excellet: waste lands, and management of wood, by Thomas Cruickshanks, houses, and been as much liked as ever. Besides his Monologues, be Forester at Coreston, is announced.
MR WESTMACOTT.-A paragraph has appeared in some of the has appeared in four new pieces,—"Monsieur Mallet,”—“Before they newspapers, stating that Mr Westmacott, the celebrated sculptor, Breakfast, "-" The May Queen,”-and "Love laughs at Bailifis." from London, is at present in Edinburgh. This is not the case.
All these are farces, and none of them worthy of Mathews.-Yester brother of Mr Westmacott has been resident here for some time, and day the Theatre was closed on account of the Theatrical Fund Diphas recently turned his attention to sculpture also. Among several ner. We are to have Braham next week. felicitously executed busts, he has just finished one of Miss Jarman,
WEEKLY List of PERFORMANCES. which we have seen, and are glad to be able to report very favourably of it.
Jan. 23—29. MRS HEMANS.—As a specimen of the horrid nonsense which oc
SAT. The Home Circuit,& Before Breakfast. casionally appears in newspapers, we take the following paragraph
Mon. A Trip to America, & The May Queen. from a respectable provincial paper :-“ Mrs Hemans is both young
TUES. and beautiful. In her recent visit to Scotland, none appeared more
The Home Circuit, f Before Breakfast.
WED. surprised or embarrassed than Mrs H. at the honours which awaited
A Trip to America, The May Queen, & The Twelfth Cake. her. Sir Walter Scott felt some restraint in her presence, and ex
THURS. The Home Circuit, Love Laughs at Bailiffs, & Do. erted himself to show his reading; while Mr Jeffrey, awed by the
(Theatre closed.) lady's presence, dropt on one knee, and solemnly impressed a kiss upon her trembling hand. Such are the fascinations of a superior mind, when it comes allied with a pleasing form." If this be meant
TO OUR CORRESPONDENTS. for wit, it is very poor; and if for truth, it contains a very small sprinkling of it. The writer is evidently totally unacquainted with We have fallen into arrears with several poets, whose volumes lie the lady of whom he speaks. Possessing as she does, in no common
upon our table ; but we promise that they shall all be reviewed next degree, varied and brilliant powers of conversation, Mrs Hemans week. would herself smile at the idea of overawing Sir Walter Scott, or of An Extract from the Note Book of Baron Bissen in our next. Also bringing Mr Jeffrey to her feet.
“The Actor of All Work."-We have to return our thanks to the GERMAN Ecstasy. -A new historical and heroical ballet, in five Editor of the Carlisle Patriot for his polite attention, and shall be acts, called “ Cæsar in Egypt,” has been produced at Vienna. A glad to receive the communications he promises.-The notice of German journal, speaking of its effect on the audience, says, “ The
“Domestic Life and other Poems" cannot be inserted, as we intend spectators floated in a sea of rapture (!)”
to express our own opinion of the work. A packet for “ A, B, C' JOURNEY OF DISCOVERY INTO AFRICA.-Continual failures only lies at our Publisher's. seem to increase the desire to explore Central Africa ; and whilst the
Upon a second reading, the “ Effusion to Ailsa Craig," though spin Landers seek the Niger from the western coast, a young Indian Offi- rited, appears unequal. -We shall not be able to find room for the cer (Mr Henry Welford) is about to sail for Egypt, and proceed following poems :-"A Categorical Epistle by a Quaker, to a certain thence to Sennaar, the Bahr-al-Ablad, and Mountains of the Moon, ultra orthodox Doctor,"—"The Weaver's Bundle, a Parody on Lord from which point he will penetrate through the unexplored countries Ullin's Daughter,"_" Song for the Newhaven Burns's Club,"and westward to the lake Tzad, returning either by way of the Gold Lines to a Young Lady."
young man, with some warmth. “ True," said the other ; THE STUDENT OF SPRECHENBURG
“ and, consequently, a person of fine taste and universal
information ;-my question was needless. You are to unTHE LIVING POETS OF GREAT BRITAIN.
derstand then, that the poets have been in a peculiar deIt was about the middle of a moonless night, in the gree interested by these circumstances. Having, accordwinter of 1829-30, that a young lawyer, residing in the ingly, from all quarters of the island, assembled to-night splendid city of Sprechenburg, was slowly making his in the secluded nook where we now are, they are immeway homewards through the deserted and glimmering diately to make trial of their own musical skill; and, in streets. He had spent the evening in a party, concentra case of a favourable result, a deputation is to set off for ting in itself a great proportion of the hilarity and wit of London, to offer their services to Signor Bochsa, and that learned city, a wit and hilarity which, as Mrs perform for the season in the orchestra.” The lawyer Malaprop might express herself, have been long and stood astonished. “ Well,” said he, on recovering words, justly extinguished. *Music and poetry, the last subjects “how comes it that we in the literary world have not of conversation, naturally enough engrossed his thoughts. heard a syllable concerning this strange speculation ?" His brain, at the same time, laboured under the influ. The senior answered, with an air full of meaning, “ The ence of certain potations, not immoderate, but undoubt- whole affair is intended to be kept a profound secret ; edly any thing rather than thin; his heart expanded with the strangers have all arrived incog, and if you were kindliness to every person and thing, and ideas flowed in to-morrow to meet and question any of them on the subupon him with a rapidity and pleasure completely inex-ject, you would probably be assured that the whole is nopressible, but attended with an incoherence and absurdity thing more than a foolish quiz of some would-be-witty for which he, at the moment, found it utterly impos- writer in Blackwood or the Literary Journal.” sible to account. Every attribute of poetry, and more As he spoke, he led the way down the terrace staircase, particularly of the musical art, floated through his ima- and they passed rapidly through the more regular quargination in a perfect chaos of delight, and even commu- ter of the garden, while the bewildered visitor looked nicated to bis wavering eye-sight a sympathy with their round in not unpleasing wonder at the beauties of the appearances. An immense shapeless road-way of earth, ground. Green squares, marble fountains, shady avenues, thrown across a deep valley in the heart of the city, ap- all were scattered round; rural lodges and moonlight co peared to transform itself into the case of an enormous lonnades shone in the distance; and smooth banks and violoncello ; and a gigantic column, towering in the centre hollows wafted the delicious fragrance of their clustered of a handsome square, presented itself in the lamentable flowers. Gradually the scenery became wilder, and the guise of a basoon, wanting the mouth-piece. At last, on dissimilar elements of the most picturesque landscapes - endeavouring to ascertain his locality, he found the un blended together in masses of magnificent irregularity. dertaking completely beyond his powers, and quietly re The course of waters began to be heard through the trees, signing himself to his fate, sat down on a flight of door- and tangled brooks to gleam out from between the richly steps, wrapped in sage meditation on human error and green hillocks, beyond which the vistas were closed by firignorance.
shaded ranks of hills. As they advanced, the woods were
more and more colossal, and alternately exhibited thicker The moon shone bright, and allowed him to see that abysses of gloom, or opened upon steep, rocky, and verhe stood on a low terrace, which overhung a beautiful dant chasms in the mountainous sides of the romantic and extensive garden, disposed with a variety of features dell. They continued ascending, till, amidst thickets and richness of grouping, approaching to that of natu- entwined with shrubs and creeping plants, and darkly ral scenery ; but he had scarcely time even for wonder over-arched by wall-like cliffs, the guide suddenly paused, at his sadden introduction to the scene, when a grave- and pointed to a path winding by the corner of a prolooking person stepped forward, and accosted him,-“ Ijecting rock which rose like a barrier before them. congratulate you, sir, on the honourable choice of which Fog have been made the object.”-“ Be good enough to The sounds were those of a violin stamped and bowed explain yourself,” interrupted the young gentleman, some with the skill, so rarely to be met with, which makes that what abruptly, and with the fretfulness which seizes a difficult instrument the most delightful of any. The air philosophical mind on discovering that it has got beyond its was one, breathing in refined melody the genuine inspidepth." With much pleasure," answered the attendant, ration of those ancient years when Patriotism raised her bowing with all the polished suavity of Monsieur le confi- standard of the silver cross ---when haughty Chivalry dent, in the classical French tragedies : "you have been se- plunged his war-steed into the fray,and Romance looked lected to witness and report to the world one of the most forth from her grey hermit-tower on haunted valleys and extraordinary occurrences of the day, a musical perform- dark sepulchral woods. The temper it excited was the ance by those British poets who have had the principal stirring and rejoicing one which makes the soul go boundshare in modelling the taste of the present age. You have, ing on its way like the bark before the western gale. Yet of course, heard with interest of certain animadversions in the strain which now rose from its strings, a deeper thrown out, in the course of last winter, against the mu- and loftier spirit often mingled ; while, in the light elası sical direction of the Opera-house in our English capi- tic measures of the ancient Scottish poetry, it poured tal ?"_" I am a Sprechenburg advocate," replied the forth a rush of sounds which those old masters of the
art might have loved to hear. The commencement of the parts offended by decided dissonances and abrupt changes.es music had a wild and supernatural meaning, as if its of key ; and with regard to mastery of the instrument, non theme were some tale of early enchantments and deeply- the impression produced was the very reverse of that believed appearances of fear ; a melody dark as if bor- which was excited by the first performer: før here a rinn rowed from the dim haze of the place which witnessed it, feeling accompanied the hearer, that the cathedral organ yirua and flashing with a fitful splendour like that which alone of Milton was indeed too powerful for the hand which. Best illuminated the spot—the darting and vanishing light of now touched its keys; as if in these failing days we must the meteor-streamers of the north. And as the sky-lit be contented with short and interrupted strains of the pas flames revealed glimpses of the green and cliff-encircled mu of poetry, nor hope to hear those sustained straing me amphitheatre, the air sank into a calmer tone, and, in long- of harmony, which the hand of old devotion drew from en drawn fits of harmony, embodied the purest delight in the its unfathomed receptacles of sound. shifting moods of nature's charms, and the most lively The notes which next broke the silence were those of perceptions of their poetical qualities and associations. But a violoncello,—deep, impressive, and possessing the finest vi there was still a further height to try; and those bursts quality of tone. Through the still air of night, the wilde of warlike enthusiasm which had occasionally kindled and extraordinary music which rose into it was heard with through the serener light of the former song, augured well startling distinctness. Rude pauses often broke in upon ** of the strength which was to luxuriate in full-grown free- the measure ; but where the flame of the poetic frenzy dom amidst the deafening clamours of the battle-field. struck most fiercely on the poet's heart, those thoughtful :13 The notes rose, and the wonder was, that the familiar in- and intensely musical sounds bore in them a tremendous strument could be made to utter tones of such varied, power- energy, an energy and wildness of expression which could ful, and elevated music, alternately booming with the flow only from the rich and wide chambers of one spirit, s/n thrilling beat of the drum, and piercing like the shrill --that of COLERIDGE. The song resembled the effusion of *** blare of the trumpet, through the quivering ear and the a mind which saw every object through a peculiar, bat beating and glowing heart. Now was heard the deep and splendid medium; a mind which had the silence of mida igre stilly tramp of distant armies,-now, as they neared, the night before it in the full blaze of noon, and which, in the hum of swords and the dashing of armour united in rou- crowded assemblages of real life, was present in thought to sing harmony, till the charging hosts dashed together as with spiritual and awful existences. The most ordinary bue the flooded river leaps upon the sea, and the fierce exul- objects were viewed by this singular and powerful imagie tation of the combat was imaged in a long and tempestu- nation as if surrounded by a ghost-like radiance, and e- 2 ous sweep of music, free as the race of the winter-blast, dowed in their nature with a mysterious and hidden life; am and majestic as the echoed thunder in the darkened vale. and when his song strove to give voice to the feelings With throbbing veins and eyes flashing ardour through which his fantasy suggested, it rolled on with the low their filling tears, the listener drank in the strain ; and, and distant sound rising from beneath the rocks of an enas he half sprang forward to join the fancied fight, felt as gulfed and subterraneous river. if he could himself, at that moment, like the Poet's own A long pause succeeded : yet the mind had scarcely to 12 Marmion, have looked gladly from the bed of death on covered from the impression of that imaginative piece of the the march of his victorious banner, and collected his ener- music, when a more lightsome burst of melody broke out, gies in one expiring effort, to utter his last delirious shout expressed in the clear, sweet, bell-like tones of the hatof intense and martial exultation. And then, in a sad monicon. The band which wandered over its keys was minor movement, one brief measure wailed for the ill that of the poet who gave to the world the pure and deliwhich was to follow, and expressed a mingled grief for cate pictures of the Isle Of Palms. Every bar of the mudesolate houses and a vanquished land.
sic overflowed with combinations of ideas the most gore It had scarcely ceased, when, as if in harmony with its geous and lovely; the fulness of delight was uttered in closing temper, there arose the deep and solemn swell of sounds of rich and conscious vigour, and mournful (3an organ, in whose touch the listener immediately recog- dences sank away in a tenderness of expression affecting nised the hand of WORDSWORTH. The former strain had even to tears. But every varied emotion of pleasure in been consecrated to Memory: this was a garland hung nature, of triumph in delicious hopes, or of sorrow for on the altar of Hope. And as man, identifying himself death and misery, all were embodied with an airiness and with the future, looks forward through many fears and ideality of tone which resembled the echo of music rather sorrows, but looks backward on vanished ages with a than its first sounds. The air in every turn discovered pleasing awe, untinged by a single selfish feeling, -80 was the movements of a mind which inhaled the fairness of this piece of music instinct with the sad spirit with which nature like the very breath of its life, which saw every we contemplate the land of futurity, when we for the object in all the colours of the brightening rainbow, and time forget that around us stretches the shifting pageant clothed with a thousand decorations invisible to the colle of the present, and far and illimitable behind us the dim mon eye; and which yet, amidst this glow of increased and glorious scenery of the past. And the prevailing mood beauty, believed that poetry is something too sacred for of the music was one of deep and often anxious meditation, expressing unshadowed joy, and felt that the greenness which could for a while quietly and calmly brood over the of the earth is but a thin covering for its grares. loveliness of the external world, and celebrate its praise in The hautboy, which next struck the ear, fingered by melody befitting the subject; but which ever and anon the LAUREAT, was played with much skill; and the instrained onwards to look into the soul of man, and spe- strument, possessing, to the full extent, neither the power culate with sorrowful and half prophetic earnestness on of some of the harsher instruments, nor the plaintiveness his future prospects and destiny. But it had many mo- characterising its own class, yet combined, in no small ments of exquisite and sacred beauty, when it trembled measure, the capabilities of both kinds. A few passages and rose more and more loudly, till its full and ecstatic there were which were given with much pathos, and breath floated through the air, sweet as the first voices of many with great fire of execution ; but the finest part the angelic harps that greet the freed spirit at the gates of the performance was a grotesque concerto, apparently inheaven. There was no passion in the notes, and even tended as an experiment to determine how many seemsome of the milder and more lovely feelings seemed to have ingly inconsistent sorts of time could be harmoniously died in the poet's soul, as if unworthy to find a place in blended in one composition. As the song of THALABA the spirit whose inmost cells were filled by an awe and proceeded, the mind was hurried along by a series of facalm rejoicing, as of one standing in the presence of supe- pidly changing and varied representations of the most rior natures, and chanting an anthem which he proudly fanciful and striking description, awakening few of those felt was not unworthy of his place. Yet, dignified and more vivid emotions and sensibilities which are the grandalmost divine as were many passages, the ear was in some est effect of music and poetry, but dazzling by a lofty