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frequent meals. It is after they have become opulent and beauty, and partly, perhaps, from the particular circumluxurious that they use but few meals--two meals, or stances under which I first heard it. I mean the “ Highperhaps but a single meal. The ancient Persians, the land Mary" of Burns. I should like to hear it when I am most luxurious people of the world, from whom the dying. Greeks learned all the pompous apparatus of the dining- What a host of indefinable emotions may be summoned room and the table, had but one meal dinner. The into being by a few words and sounds! We read of kings Greeks, in their earliest and most simple condition, had, and warriors who won their way to empire and glory like our good plain country people of Scotland, four through perils, and famine, and the sword; and yet how meals, corresponding to our breakfast, dinner, four-hours, small is their triumph, and how little are they to be envied,
As they became opulent, and acquired compared with that man who weds the breathings of his habits of refined entertainment, from their communica- own immortal lyre to melody as exalted and divine as its tions with the monarchs of Lydia and the East, they own! began, like the luxurious inhabitants of our modern cities, Blest !-for ever blest !--art thou in my memory, Robert to have but two meals—if, indeed, we may reckon their | Burns!-and dear and hallowed in my fancy lives the breakfast a meal, which was, like that of the Romans, image of thy gentle Mary; though my eyes never beheld but a slender repast. They seem to have sat down to
either her or you, -and now both have passed away from
THE LONDON DRAMA.
Pavilion Parade, Brighton,
Monday, Dec. 27th, 1830.
Though our last week's critical duties have been very
nearly a sinecure, yet, to prepare for the anticipated
fatigues of our Christmas campaign, we have deemed it WHOEVER loves nature loves music, for each is full of the
most prudent, as seeing his Majesty, God bless him! is other ; and what the changes of the seasons are to the skies, here also it certainly is most fashionable, to spend the and hills, and streams, the various tones of melody are to holydays at Brighton, and catch invigoration, as well as the sympathies, and moods, and affections of the soul. Asan inspiration, from the ocean breeze. Since our last notice, almighty and invincible hand can turn in a moment into the performances at both theatres have been repetitions calm and sunshine the darkest storm of sea and land, so the of pieces already criticised ; and it is therefore merely unseen and mysterious power of music can chase away the necessary to say, that“ Werner” and Miss Inverarity are deepest shadow from the heart-attuning every chord to nightly increasing in public favour; though all attention divinest harmony. I have seen many summer days that I is now so completely absorbed in preparations for the could compare to nothing but one glorious piece of music. pantomimes, that Tragedy and Comedy “ hide their dimiTheir commencement in the morning was a wild burst of rap-nished heads” before the genius of Harlequinade ; and turous joy, as if the voices of a thousand young and radiant Macready and Miss Kemble are, out of all comparison, spirits sung Pæans to the Goddess of Delight far up among inferior to the Clown and Columbine! A few words, the clouds. The noon was gorgeous and magnificent, but therefore, on this all-engrossing subject, must be infinitely more subdued and tranquil in its grandeur; and then the superior to any thing else. Unhappily for the originality strain, analogous to the fall of evening,-oh! how gently,
of the Drury-Lane pantomime, even its very name and how beautifully, it «lied away to the close !-till a holy sad
fable are both pirated from last year's display at the ness came over every heart, and tears stood in every eye!
Pavilion, Whitechapel Road ! And “ Davy Jones, or They say that every thing aroand us is full of poetry, Harlequin and Mother Carey's Chickens," having deand how much do we not see daily that breathes of nothing lighted the wonderers of the East, has now travelled to but music! I have heard music in the wintriest night,
astonish the gazers of the West, though its voyage bas when I looked at the stars, and there was no sound in the had any thing but fair winds hitherto in its progress to air. It was a low sacred psalm, that spoke of God and this evening's exhibition ; the misunderstandings behind prayer, and it sanctitied and purified the mind. I have
the curtain baving more than once threatened its shipheard music when I gazed on a fair young face, and its wreck altogether. In consequence of these, Mr Stantones were soft and silvery, telling of pure feelings and in- field's Alpine Diorama bas been brushed over in ten nocent enjoyments. I have heard music when I looked on
days, although, to have received due justice, it should have the furrows of wan and withered age; its chords were
occupied nearly as many weeks; and the author, as we strange and melancholy, and they made me weep, for they threatened to walk off with the MS., and abandon the
presume he calls himself, Mr Wm. Barrymore, one day sounded like the dirge of happiness that had fled for ever!
season to its fate. Having escaped these and sundry Of all sorts of music, songs are probably the best. In songs may be found the perfection both of melody and poet
otber difficulties, however, to-night it is to be brought ry. As fragrance dwells with the flower, so music and
out to an admiring public, and all that we are yet able miustrelsy should ever be linked together ; and where one is be at the bottom of the sea ; that it will be redolent of
to announce of its attractions is, that its first scene is to bad, the other should not be degraded by an unequal union.
sea-nymphs and mermaids, and is to have two ColumIt is painful to see a fine air adapted to silly or inbarmo
bines - The Covent Garden exhibition is to be entitled, nious words, or to hear beautiful and touching verses join
Harlequin Pat and Harlequin Bat, or the Giant's ed to unmeaning or heartless straius. How otten, in these Causeway;" the first five scenes of which are to be days of retinement, (as they are called,) have we to regret broad farce, written by R. B. Peake, and the hero, the utter worthlessness of both !-and how refreshing and Trismagistus Mulligan, played by Power. The scenery how ennobling is it for our ears to be taken captive, which
and mechanism will be much superior to the usual avethey sometimes are, by the unexpected taste and feeling rage ; and amongst them will be introduced the very evinced by some enchanting singer-whose very soul seems palpable joke of our Lord Mayor's Show lost in a fog! to come forth from his lips, and whose genius, on a sudden, 'The minors are all equally busy as their betters; and bathes the hearts of his auditors in a sea of pure and living Master Joseph Sebastian Grimaldi—like the Vicar of light! There is one song which I can never listen to with Wakefield, we love to give the whole name—“ fallen from out tears ;-chiefly from its own intrinsic and surpassing his high estate" through " villainous company,” is to
figure at the Coburg. Of their deserts and doings, how- But in the twinkling of an eye, the Bell Inn evaporates, ever, both great and small, we must delay writing farther and, Mother Bunch only knows how or why, but we are until we can do them all justice.
all at once in the vicinity of the Bell Rock Lighthouse Peregrine Somerset. a delicate transition, no doubt, from the Bell Inn to the
Bell Rock. It is a stormy night, full of thunder and
lightning, and particularly high waves, so Mr Edmunds THE EDINBURGH DRAMA.
walks in and sings, “ The Bay of Biscay," and then Har.
lequin and Columbine dance a pas de deux, though it rains • The man who does not love a Christmas Pantomime, Morayshire foods upon them all the time. The whole is fit for "treason, stratagem, and spoil.” “ Let no such is as it should be; but, by Our Lady! down all at once man be trusted.” In the Christmas week we think of goes both the Bell Rock and the ocean itself, and all the nothing else.
We dream of the pantomime ; we break- thunder and lightning, into the solid earth, and our old fast, dine, and sup on the pantomime; we give up all our acquaintance the town and port of Leith, with its ships, ordinary pursuits, and do not care one farthing for the sailors, fish-women, and fish, some of them queer enough, state of Europe. “ The pantomime's the thing by which starts up before us. At length Leith too goes the way of to catch the conscience of”—OLD CERBERUS! It makes all flesh, and the best scene of all—a country fair, opens us young again ! and only think what it is to be young !
That strolling player on the platform before 'Tis to be unsuspicious, confiding, romantic, joyous ! 'Tis his “ pavilion of fancy,” inviting the ladies and gentlemen to be full of rosy health, and never-failing spirits ! 'Tis to walk up, with a je-ne-scai-quoi in his manner which to believe that the world is what it seems, and that all the Talma or John Kemble could never have copied, is a felmen and women are not "merely players.” 0! to be low particularly dear to our affections. He plays on the young again is to know nothing of criticism, and the sour fiddle too! But mark the uncertainty of all human harst thoughts which criticism brings along with it. 'Tis things! Just in the midst of one of his most exquisite to go with papa and mamma, and three or four brothers flourishes, Harlequin waves his sword, and in a moment and sisters, and half a dozen cousins and second cousins, his pavilion of fancy is changed into a menagerie of wild all crammed into one coach by a process quite inexplicable; beasts! and the clown and the pantaloon, and the strolling 'tis to rattle along with them through streets, all brilliant tragedian himself, are under the paws of lions, hyenas, with lamps and shop windows, till we stop at that palace leopards, orang-outangs, boa-constrictors, sea-horses and of young delight—the Theatre! Then, for five blessed polar bears, who break out of their cages, and swarm over bours, what looks of rapture! what peels of merriment ! the stage, to the imminent danger of the whole audience, what thrillings of delicious emotions ! “ Time! Time! though they have as yet limited their ravages to seventeen Time!" how thou dost change all these things !—but, individuals in the orchestra. Leaving this too agitating thank Heaven! “ Mother Bunch” is greater than thou; scene, and led by the silver moon, we come to a rural and when she comes to our aid, we defy thee, wrinkled cottage, where we ourselves could spend all our lives with cynic! See! the curtain goes up, and Awl the cobbler Columbine ; but, presto! Mother Buncb slides down on refuses to give his daughter to Colin as he should do, and a lunar rainbow, and transports us all at once to her fairy wishes the girl to marry that nondescript booby. Colin bower and pearly fountain, where, amidst a brilliant disis dismissed in sore dejection ; we'll follow bim. Being play of fireworks, every body is made happy, and then, a woodcutter, he goes to the forest to cut wood; but, to alas! the curtain falls and shuts out Paradise from our put the finishing stroke to his misfortunes, he breaks his view. Nothing lasts for ever, and even a Christmas panaxe, and immediately determines to hang himself. He tomime must come to an end, though we have often is just about to carry his intention into execution,—and wished that it had no end, but went on through the whole rrally it would bave been a pity to have done so in so
year, for ever and for ever! We can see it again to be lovely a part of the country, for we never saw a more
sure, that's one comfort! To-morrow and to-morrow. romantic woodland scene, when Mother Bunch comes
Jones has played once this week. We were unable to to his assistance, and presents him with a golden axe, on
be present, but we shall say something good about him condition that he won't tell whom he got it from. The next Saturday, partly in the hope of making it apparent golden axe is a golden key to old Awl's good graces, and to Mr Green, that the blue silk waistcoat he is continuhe consents to give Colin his daughter ; but the young ally wearing is of all other waistcoats the most odious lady is determined to know how he came by the axe, and and anti-classical. A bitter bad piece, called " The Nahe soon finds it impossible—as every lover would have tional Guard,” represented in the too flattering bills as a done—to keep his secret in opposition to her entreaties.
“comic opera," has been brought out, and on the whole He blabs, and instantly Mother Bunch comes down like has been bitter-badly played. But we have the Christa flash of lightning, and the cobbler's household vanishes mas Pantomime we have Mother Bunch, and we are into thin air, and the nature of all his establishment is happy-yea, we are in good-humour with all the world. changed. Colin is Harlequin, the lady of his heart is
Old Cerberus. Columbine, Awl is Pantaloon, and the opposition lover is Clown. Off they go, like velocipedes down an inclined plane, and it makes one almost giddy to follow them. LITERARY CHIT-CHAT AND VARIETIES. Lo! they have all got to a barber's shop, and the Clown plays the barber, and of course the poor Dandy, who
The First Number of The Edinburgh University Magazine, to be comes to have his hair dressed, suffers in the cause.
continued monthly during the session, is announced to appear next What an essay might be written upon the dandies of week. The Editors wish to make this Magazine a vehicle for the pantomimes! They are a race by themselves, always general talent of the University. looking pleasant, and carrying a jaunty air, but used in Dialogues on the Rule of Faith, between a member of the British a manner that seems to set at defiance Mr Martin's Society for promoting the religious principles of the reformation and
a Catholic Layman, to be inscribed to the Office Bearers of the sobill against cruelty to animals. Pantomimic dandies
ciety, are in the press. are delicious creatures ! But even the dandy in the pre- The first Number of The Edinburgh Law Journal will appear sent instance does not suffer so much as the pantaloon, for speedily. The attention of the Conductors of this work will be dihe gets his head chopped off, and the clown, with his usual rected to two great objects,—the improvement of Scottish Jurisprucomplacency, puts it 'n his pocket, leaving pantaloon to dence, and the promotion of a thorough knowledge of its principles run after him in search of it. The barber's shop disap
and practice among the members of the legal bodies.
British Melodies, or Songs of the People, by H. S. Cornish, will pears, and here is the exterior of the Bell Ion Tavern and Hotel. The clown and pantaloon's head sup together, Professor: M‘Culloch is preparing for publication a Theoretical and and perform many more equally wonderful experiments. Practical Dictionary of Commerce and Commercial Navigation.
appear this month.
The Life and Death of Lord Edward Fitzgerald, by Thomas | penny pamphlet or two, are our chicf productions: then, too, the Moore, Esq. is forthcoming.
Perth Magazine was appearing as regularly as our worthy landlady Messrs Oliver and Boyd are preparing a second edition of the first announces, that there is " ane o' thac byeuks wi' the picture o' the volume of The Edinburgh Cabinet Library.
king's fule lying on the table," (alluding to the outward man of our The Incognito, or Sins and Peccadilloes, a Tale of Spain, by the well-beloved Christopher); lately, there have been several attempts author of the “ Castilian," &c. is announced.
to establish a literary periodical, and always without success,-the OUR STUDY TABLE.—Having again presented our readers on this Amateur reached one number! and the Miscellany shared nearly the the first day of the year with a Number containing nothing but ori. same fate. Still we are not without some redeeming points. Our ginal contributions in prose and verse, the new works destined for our Literary and Antiquarian Society is prospering, and corresponding reviewing department-a department of the greatest consequence, with many similar institutions both at home and abroad; its next reand which we rarely or never omit, except during the holydays—have port is expected to be very satisfactory. Our School of Arts is fairly been multiplying upon us. - First of all, there is the second volume established, and surpasses the most sanguine expectations of its paof Moore's Life of Byron, as replete with interest as the first ;—then trons, thanks to the able exertions of Dr Anderson. Both of our there is Hood's Comic Annual, far the best of all the comic annuals in Newspapers are considered among the best provincial ones in Scot· point of literary merit ;-then there is the History of Chivalry, by land. We have also our own share of debating societies, rhyme. Mr James, a work we have not yet had time to read, but the reading struck youths, and some few blue-stockings, though of the last many of which we anticipate with pleasure;-then there is the Exiles of are sadly out at the heels. But what is the best of all, we have Palestine, by our friend Mr Carne, worthy of the author of " Let- many sincere admirers of the Edinburgh Literary Journal. ters from the East;"-then there is the Dictionary of the Gaelic Lan- Theatrical Gossip.—The King's Theatre opens on the 22d of guage, compiled by Drs Macleod and Dewar, and a most valuable
January; the names already announced are-Pasta, Lalande, David, addition to philology;-then there is Songs of Solitude, by William Lablache, De Begois, Santini, and other old favourites. MademoiBennet, the ingenious author of “ Pictures of Scottish Scenes and selle Schauberlerkner, (" Phæbus ! what a name !") from St PetersCharacter," and the editor of that well-conducted newspaper, the burg, and Mademoiselle Unghner, (another pretty name,) from Rome, Glasgow Free Press; and then there are many more which we have are engaged. Those eminent composers, Auber and Meyerbeer, are as yet scarcely opened, but the merits of all of which shall be brought expected to visit London in the spring.- A petition from Mr Arnold, to light in our next and succeeding numbers.
signed by numbers of the nobility, has been presented to the King. CHIT-CHAT FROM ELOIN.-One of our newspapers, the Elgin and It prays for an extension of his limited season in his new theatre. His Forres Journal, and Northern Advertiser, ceased to exist soon after Majesty has commissioned Lord Brougham to decide on the questhe Wellington administration. A general meeting of the Elgin La- tion of the patents and their privileges. The question is to be argued dies' Society, for promoting industry among the most , necessitous on its merits on the 10th of January. The Lord Chancellor and two poor, was held in the new assembly rooms, North street, on Tuesday common law judges to constitute the Court, and only one counsel to be last. Although this benevolent society of " the daughters of cha- heard on either side.—Raymond, late manager of the Leicester circuit, rity" has existed only for little more than a twelvemonth, it has and said to be an excellent light comedian, is to be one of Madame already been productive of much advantage to the poor of Elgin.- Vestris's company at the Olympic.-Watson, late chorus-master at CoThe suspension bridge over the river Spey, at Boat o' Brig, in the vent Garden theatre, opened, a short time ago, the Fishamble Street parish of Boharm; and our iron bridge over the Lossie, at Bishop- theatre, in Dublin, in opposition to the theatre-royal; but it closed mill, are now opened to the public, and are both reckoned very hand- after a season of four nights ! It is thought that on the Marquis of some structures of their respective kinds. -The library connected Anglesea's arrival, his excellency, from his love of the drama, will with the Academy of Elgin, which was lately established for the be- give a fillip to theatricals.—Miss George, about three years since the nefit of the scholars attending that institution, is increasing. Such prima donna of the Haymarket theatre, has returned from a very an appendage to our excellent seminary deserves every encourage- successful American tour.-A strolling player has become the purment, and cannot fail to prove highly advantageous to the youthful chaser of the late King's coronation robe and star, which were knocke students, for whose improvement it was instituted. Very handsome ed down at L.7, 38. The rose-colour satin may yet be sported by a contributions have been given by our respectable neighbours of the barn-door Richard—Sic transit gloria mundi. - The Christmas Pantown of Forres, to aid in the erection of the Elgin Pauper Lunatic tomimes are at present thechief novelties in the metropolitan theatres. Asylum, which is to be placed near Gray's Hospital, within the -The following letter has been received, it is said, by Miss Paton, grounds attached to that edifice. It is generally expected that, by at Brighton :-“MA'AM-Unless the gemman wot you're always a the new-year, the streets of the Morayshire metropolis will be lighted walking with, don't shave off his Mustashers before next Sunday, with gas; this will add another to the many improvements which the we'll set fire to your Wood. SWING."-Jones's reappearance, the good town of Elgin has experienced of late years.
Pantomime, and Miss Jarman's return on Monday, are the matters Chit-CHAT FROM BERWICK.-On Wednesday, the 15th instant, of most moment in the theatrical world here. agreeably to a requisition, signed by 114 highly respectable indivi.
WEEKLY LIST OF PERFORMANCES. duals, a meeting was held in the King's Arms Assembly Rooms, to
DECEMBER 25—31. take into consideration the propriety of petitioning Parliament on the subject of Reform; the Right Worshipful J. B. Orde, Esq.
SAT. Theatre closed.
Poor Gentleman, & Mother Bunch. tional petitions to the Commons, praying for the total abolition of
WED. Negro Slavery.-We have lately got an accession to the religious
The Clandestine Marriage, f Mother Bunch.
THURS. The National Guard, 4 Do. establishments of our good town, in the shape of a New Jerusalem
FRI. Temple, and a Primitive Methodist Chapel, or Ranter's Meeting.
Cure for the Heart-Ache, $ Do. House.-Our Barracks and our Theatre are shut up; all the old pensioners have been sworn in as special constables, to act under the
TO OUR READERS. direction of the magistrates in case of riot.-Our Jail is completely crammed with smugglers, who have been apprehended by the excise
We this day present our readers with an Index and Title Page to
the Fourth Volume of the LITERARY JOURNAL. They who have while in the act of transporting a little aquavitæ over the Border.
not hitherto been regular subscribers, but may think of becoming CHIT-CHAT FROM GLASGOW.-Miss Jarınan drew good houses and gained golden opinions here. She is succeeded by a Master David
so, will no doubt see the propriety of commencing with a new Volume
and a new Year. We have already been nobly supported, but we Bell of Dundee-not Mr David Bell of Glasgow—who, it seems, is to
are making new proselytes every day. astonish'us in “ The Weathercock."- A tavern has been opened here triclv, quite equal to your Rainbow or Royal Saloon, and has been cr. mmed every night.- A Philharmonic Society is about to be esta
TO OUR CORRESPONDENTS. blished, under the auspices of Bailie M'Lellan and other able and SEVERAL interesting articles are still unavoidably postponed, influential amateurs, and our music-se!lors are all on the alert since among which is the paper read by Mr Laing to the Antiquarian Soyoung Mr Fadyen's success in publishing. I see that Horne, who ciety, and the communication relative to the new Gazetteer of Scotcertainly ranks next to Bishop as a composer, has set the “ Right land. Loyal Song' that appeared in your pages to spirited music, and has We request the Editors of various newspapers in different parts of published it, and “The Standard of England," by the same author, in the country to accept our thanks for the handsome manner in which London.-Weekes's admirable collection of Irish songs, under the they have spoken of our CHRISTMAS Number, the sale of which has title of “The Shamrock," is on the eve of publication.–Stockhau- been prodigious. sen is to be with us this winter.
“Christmas Day in Rome" reached us too late for our last NumCHIT-CHAT FROM Perta.--"There is a tide in the affairs of men,” | ber, and it is now unnecessary to publish it.—The tale entitled " The says the poet ; so is there, say we, in the affairs of cities; and we Deserter" will not suit us.-Poetical contributions from the following fear this tide is far in the ebb here in literary matters. About half persons lie over for probable insertion in our next SLIPPERS, wbich a century ago, the Morison press was coping with the Edinburgh will appear in a week or two John Nevay of Forfar, “N. C." of ones in producing many standard works, of which the Encyclopædia Glasgow, Jed. Cleishbotham of Gandercleuch, “T." of Stonehaven, Perthensis will long remain a lasting proof; now, the Reports of Mis- and “T. E." We do not remember having received any commusionary and Bible Societies, the County Register, and perhaps a six. nication signed " Pictor."
AN ADVENTURE AT VENICE.
his coat and cap-all combined to produce that dissimilarity to his former self I had observed in him. He was still,
however, eminently handsome; and, in exchange for whatLetters and Journals of Lord Byron, with Notices of his
ever his features may have lost of their high, romantic Life. By Thomas Moore. Vol. II. London. John character, they bad become more fitted for the expression Murray. 1831. 4to. Pp. 823.
of that arch, waggish wisdom, that Epicurean play of hu
mour, which he had shown to be equally inherent in his The interest excited by this work, at the present mo- various and prodigally-gifted nature; while, by the somement, makes every body much more anxious to know what increased roundness of the contours, the resemblance what it contains, than what is said of it. Were a reviewer of his tinely-formed mouth and chin to those of the Belveto stand prating at the threshold, as is the wont of such
dere Apollo, had become still more striking. persons, his tittle-tattle would be considered little short “ His breakfast, which I found he rarely took before of an impertinence, seeing that his readers are thinking three or four o'clock in the afternoon, was speedily disall the time not of him, but of Lord Byron. To escape in general consisting of one or two raw eggs, a cup of tea,
patched-bis habit being to eat it standing, and the meal this odium, we propose presenting to-day a selection of without either milk or sugar, and a bit of dry biscuit. Be the most interesting extracts we can find,-reserving for fore we took our departure, he presented me to the Countess next week our own opinions, which we shall then deliver Guiccioli, who was at this time, as my readers already with the gravity due to the “ wise saws and modern in- know, living under the same roof with him at La Mira; stances,” to which we are in the habit of giving birth.
and who, with a style of beauty singular in an Italian, as The second volume of this noble piece of biography upon my mind, during this our first short interview, of in
being fair-complexioned and delicate, left an impression commences with Byron's final departure for the conti- telligence and amiableness, such as all that I bave since nent, carries us through all the events of his continental known or heard of her bas but served to confirm.” life, and finally closes the scene with the premature ex
We cannot better follow up this extract than with the tinction of all his hopes and aspirations at Missolonghi. following curious occurrence, which Byron describes in We shall commence our quotations with Moore’s account his own powerful and original way: of a visit he paid to Lord Byron in Italy, in which there is much interesting matter :
" Venice is in the estro of her carnival, and I have been MOORE's visit to BYRON IN ITALY,
up these last two nights at the ridotto and the opera, and “ Having parted, at Milan, with Lord John Russell, all that kind of thing. Now for an adventure. A few whom I had accompanied from England, and whom I was days ago, a gondolier brought me a billet without a subscripto rejoin, after a short visit to Rome, at Genoa, I made pur- tion, intimating a wish on the part of the writer to meet chase of a small and (as it soou proved) crazy travelling me either in gondola, or at the island of San Lazaro, or at carriage, and proceeded alone on my way to Venice. My a third rendezvous, indicated in the note. . I know the time being limited, I stopped no longer at the intervening country's disposition well,'—in Venice they do let heaven places than was sufficient to hurry over their respective see those tricks they dare not show,' &c. &c. ; so, for all wonders, and, leaving Padua at noon, on the 8th of Octo- response, I said that neither of the three places suited me; ber, I found myself, about two o'clock, at the door of my but that I would either be at home at ten at night alone, or friend's villa, ai La Mira. He was but just up, and in his be at the ridotto at midnight, where the writer might meet bath; but the servant having announced my arrival, he me masked. At ten o'clock I was at home and alone, (Mareturned a message, that, if I would wait till he was dress- rianna was gone with her husband to a conversazione,) ed, he would accompany me to Venice. The interval I when the door of my apartment opened, and in walked a employed in conversing with my old acquaintance, Fletcher, well-looking and (for an Italian) bionda girl of about nincand in viewing, under his guidance, some of the apartments teen, who informed me that she was married to the brother of the villa.
of my amorosa, and wished to have some conversation with " It was not long before Lord Byron himself made his ap- me. I made a decent reply, and we had some talk in Itapearance; and the delight I felt in meeting him once more, lian and Romaic, (her mother being a Greek of Corfu,) after a separation of so many years, was not a little heighten- wben, lo! in a very few minutes in marches, to my very ed, by observing that his pleasure was to the full as great, great astonishment, Marianna S **, in propria persona, while it was rendered doubly touching by the evident rarity and, after making a most polite curtsy to her sister-in-law of such meetings to him of late, and the frank outbreak of and to me, without a single word seizes her said sister-incordiality and gaiety with wbich he gave way to his feel-law by the hair, and bestows upon her some sixteen slaps, ings. It would be impossible, indeed, to convey to those which would have made your ear ach only to hear their who have not, at some time or other, felt the charm of his echo. I need not describe the screaming which ensued. manner, any idea of what it could be when under the in- | The luckless visitor took flight. I seized Marianna, who, fluence of such pleasurable excitement, as it was most flat- after several vain efforts to get away in pursuit of the eneteringly evident he experienced at this moment.
my, fairly went into fits in my arms; and, in spite of rea“ I was a good deal struck, however, by the alteration soning, eau de Cologne, vinegar, half a pint of water, and that had taken place in his personal appearance. He had God knows what other water's beside, continued so till past grown fatter, both in person and face, and the latter had midnight. mnost suffered by the change-having lost, by the enlarge- “ After damning my servants for letting people in withment of the features, some of that retined and spiritualized out apprising me, I found that Marianna in the morning look, that had, in other times, distinguished it. The addi- had seen her sister-in-law's gondolier on the stairs; and, tion of wbiskers, too, which he bad not long before been suspecting that his apparition boded her no good, had either induced to adopt, froin hearing that some one had said he returned of her own accord, or been followed by her maids had a' faccia di musico,' as well as the length to which his or some other spy of her people, to the conversazione, from hair grew down on his neck, and the rather foreign air of whence she returned to perpetrate this piece of pugilism, I had seen fits before, and also some small scenery of the close to them in public as in private, whenever they can. same genus in and out of our island; but this was not all. In short, they transfer marriage to adultery, and strike After about an hour, in comes-wbo? why, Signor S the not out of that commandinent. The reason is, that her lord and husband, and finds me with his wife fainting they marry for their parents, and love for themselves. upon a sofa, and all the apparatus of confusion, dishevelled They exact fidelity from a lover as a debt of honour, while hair, hats, handkerchiefs, salts, smelling bottles and the they pay the husband as a tradesman, that is, not at all. lady as pale as ashes, without sense or motion. His first You hear a person's character, male or female, canvassed question was, • What is all this?' The lady could not re- not as depending on their conduct to their husbands or ply-so I did. I told him the explanation was the easiest wives, but to their mistress or lover. If I wrote a quarto, thing in the world ; but, in the meantime, it would be as I don't know that I could do more than amplify what I well to recoyer his wife at least, her senses.
have here noted. It is to be observed, that while they do about in due time of suspiration and respiration.
all this, the greatest outward respect is to be paid to the “ You need not be alarmed-jealousy is not the order of husband, not only by the ladies, but by their Serventithe day in Venice, and daggers are out of fashion, while particularly if the husband serves no one himself (which is duels, on love matters, are unknown-at least with the not often the case, however); so that you would often suphusbands. But, for all this, it was an awkward atfair; pose them relations--the Servente making the figure of one and though he must have known that I made love to Mari- adopted into the family. Sometimes the ladies run a little anna, yet I believe he was not, till that evening, aware of restive and elope, or divide, or make a scene; but this is at the extent to which it had
gone. It is very well known starting, generally when they know no better, or when that almost all the married women have a lover ; but it is they fall in love with a foreigner, or some such anomalyusual to keep up the forms, as in other nations. I did not, and is always l'eckoned unnecessary avd extravagant." therefore, know what the devil to say. I could not out with the truth, out of regard to her, and I did not choose
After their final separation, Byron had rarely any to lie for my sake :-besides, the thing told itself. I thought correspondence, either direct or indirect, with his wife. the best way would be to let her explain it as she chose (a One letter, however, is given, dated “ Pisa, Nov. 17th, woman being never at a loss—the devil always sticks by 1821,” addressed by the exiled husband to his wife, upon them)-only determining to protect and carry her off, in an interesting and touching occasion. It is written not case of any ferocity on the part of the Signor. I saw that altogether coldly, but with the dignity and determination he was quire calm. She went to bed, and next day-how of a inan who was resolutely fixed in the line of conduct they settled it, I know not, but settle it they did. Wellthen I had to explain to Marianna about this never-to-be
to which he had been driven. It is not the letter of one sufficiently contunded sister-in-law: which I did by who had ever attempted conduct so gross, that his survi. swearing innocence, eternal constancy, &c. &c."
ving spouse, to guard herself from the charge of callousIt appears that Byron was requested to write a work ness, can only hint at it darkly, as if ashamed to divulge on Italy, but this he declined doing, on good grounds. In it. The letter is the manly and straight-forward comthe following hasty remarks, bowerer, on this subject, position of one who felt he had been harshly used, althere is more substantial thinking than is to be found in though, at the same time, not ignorant of the imperfec
tious of his own temper. It is as follows: one haif of the timsy books of mudern tourists and trayellers :
LETTER FROM THE CONTINENT TO LADY BYROX. REMASKS ON ITALY AND THE ITALIANS.
« Pisa, November 17th, 1821. “ You ask me for a volume of manniers, &c., on Italy. “ I have to acknowledge the receipt of · Ada's hair,' Perhaps I am in the case to know more of them than most which is very soft and pretty, and nearly as dark already as Englisbmen, because I have lived among the natives, and mine was at twelve years old, if I may judge from what I in parts of the country where Englishmen never resided recollect of some in Augusta's possession, taken at that age. before (I speak of Romagna and this place particularly); But it don't curl-perhaps from its being let grow. but there are many reasons why I do not choose to treat in “ I also thank you for the inscription of the date and print on such a subject. I have lived in their houses and name, and I will tell you why; I believe that they are the in the heart of their families, sometimes merely as “amico only two or three words of your handwriting in my posdi casa,' and sometimes as “amico di cuore,' of the Dama, session. For your letters I 'returned, and except the two and in neither case do I feel myself authorized in making words, or rather the one word, · Household,' written twice a book of them. Their moral is not your moral ; their life in an old account-book, I have no other. I burnt your last is not your life; you would not understand it: it is not
note, for two reasons :— Istly, It was written in a style not English, nor French, nor German, which you would all very agreeable; and, 2dly, I wished to take your word understand. The conventual education, the cavalier servi- without docuinents, which are the worldly resources of sustude, the babits of thought and living, are so entirely dif- picious people. ferent, and the difference becomes so much more striking "I suppose that this note will reach you somewhere the more you live intimately with them, that I know not about Ada's birthday-the 10th of December, I believe. how to make you comprehend a people who are at once She will then be six, so that in about twelve more I shall temperate and profligate, serious in their characters and have some chance of meeting her-perhaps sooner, if I am buffoons in their amusements, capable of impressions and obliged to go to England by business or otherwise. Recolpassions which are at once sudden and durable, (what you lect, however, one thing, either in distance or nearnessfind in no other nation,) and who actually have no society, every day which keeps us asunder should, after so long a (what we would call so, ) as you may see by their comedies; period, rather soften our mutual feelings, which must althey have no real comedy, not even in Goldini, and that is ways have one rallying-point as long as our child exists, because they have no society to draw it from.
which, I presume, we both hope will be long after either of “ Their conversazioni are not society at all. They go to
her parents. the theatre to talk, and into company to hold their tongues. “ The time which has elapsed since the separation, has The women sit in a circle, and the men gather into groups, been considerably more than the whole brief period of our or they play at dreary faro, or lotto reale,' for small sums. union, and the not much longer one of our prior acquainta Their academie are concerts like our own, with better music ance. We both made a bitter mistake; but now it is over, and more form. Their best things are the carnival balls and irrevocably so. For, at thirty-three on my part, and and masquerades, when every body runs mad for six weeks. a few years less on yours, though it is no very extended After their dinners and suppers they make extempore period of life, still it is one when the habits and thoughts verses and buffoon one another; but it is in a humour which are generally so formed, as to adunit of no modification; and you would not enter into, ye of the north.
as we could not agree wben younger, we should with difa “In their houses it is better. I should know something ticulty do so now. of the matter, having had a pretty general experience “ I say all this, because I own to you, that, notwithamong their women, from the fisherman's wife up to the standing every thing, I considered our reunion as not imNobil Dama whom I serve, Their system bas its rules, possible for more than a year after the separation-but then and its fitnesses, and its decorums, so as to be reduced to a I gave up the hope entirely and for ever. But this very kind of discipline or game at hearts, which admits few de impossibility of reunion seems to me at least a reason why, viations, unless you wish to lose it. They are extremely on all the few points of discussion which can arise between tenacious, and jealous as suries, not permitting their lovers us, we should preserve the courtesies of life, and as much even to marry if they cau help it, and keeping them always of its kindness, as people who are never to meet may pre