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thee, W-4, and thy lectures upon the ideal of art-un
“ Beware, beware! intelligible from the redundancy of thy illustration,
His flashing eyes, bis floating hair. “ dark with excess of light?” I may be mistaken-one
Weave a circle round him thrice, is apt to indulge in a strange, overweening estimation of And close your eyes with holy dread; a first love-but this was in my mind the most delightful For he on boney dew hath fed, lounge I have known. There was a raciness, originality, And drank the milk of Paradise." and variety, about the members of the coterie there assembled, which I have found nowhere else. John de- There is a literary domicile in St Andrew Squareserves to be indicted for breaking up such a union by the birth-place of the Waverley Novels, and (second flitting.
only to them) the works of the Author of Marriage--the The palace of Constable I., in the High Street, re- domain of a man, blunt, indeed, but honest, and capable minded me of the Cretan labyrinth, with its dark and of a generous action—which passers by are nevertheless intricate suites of apartments. I knew little about its apt to view with a shudder. The long-vaulted entry internal arrangements. The house of Constable II. is a through which it is approached, is like the entry to the house of business, and that is apt to scare away loungers. cave of some anchorite. It strikes awe into the soul. We Where the one partner is always at the ledger, and the feel chilled, and hasten back from its silence, to the sunother at his miscellaneous labours, there is little to attract shine and bustle of the world without. us idlers. There is not light enough for our moth-like Our feelings in passing through the entry to Oliver propensities. It is, however, principle, not inclination, and Boyd's establishment are different, although that too that keeps A— such a stern and indefatigable writer has an appearance of loneliness and seclusion. The whole of letters and reviser of proofs--naturally, no man is of the square into which it ushers us belonging to these more inclined for a mouthful of gossip, or more able to gentlemen, and being apportioned to the different departdo it justice. His delicate taste-his indefatigable search ments of their extensive business, the effect produced is after what is curious—his wide correspondence-furnish somewhat akin to that of which we are sensible when him with the happiest subjects for small-talk. And entering some old baronial hall. The analogy goes furwhen he sways himself about on his stool, to a sidelong ther. Blood hath been spilt there in the olden time. position beside his desk, and with an “ Oh, man !" gives That close is the scene of Begbie's murder. In seclusion holyday to his imprisoned propensity, it is no easy mat- from the world, and in completeness within themselves, ter to get away from him.
however, these premises are perhaps still more like some Passing westwards along Prince's Street, we come to old hall or college in Cambridge, or stately Oxford. And one of the most flourishing resorts of loungers now ex- the workings of Messrs Oliver and Boyd have been allied tant. At the corner of Hanover Street, just opposite to in spirit to those of England's twin-gems of learning. the Grecian bandbox, inhabited by the Royal Institution, They have brought forth no glaring, trashy, popular, it stands in the common centre, where the streams of the evanescent works, but good, solid, useful books, which, old and new town population mix and commingle. To- received with no shouts of rapture, have more or less leiwards this centrical situation-as towards Virgil's Temple surely worked their way into public estimation, and when of Rumour-all reports, in whatever quarter of the city once fairly known, have retained it. Their abode, the they originate, float in obedience to a law of their nature. reader will see, is too sober a place to become the resort And thither do men of all professions and principles of the lounger: but, in my graver hours, I have felt a resort, to have their ears tickled with the grand barmony tranquil pleasure in the conversation of the short, stout whioh so many conflicting sounds produce. This strange gentleman in the green jacket, who sits in the little back wind-instrument has all the wildness of the Æolian parlour. harp, joined to all the compass and sostenuto of the organ My taper has nearly burnt down to its socket, and I at Haerlem. The master of the shop—the genius loci- must hasten to a close. Not, however, without a tribute is exactly the person fitted to play the part of Æolus to the memory of a star which has lately set-of a kind amid such a congregation of winds. Strongly suspected and gentle heart, whose loss will be long and deeply felt of radical propensities, he looks the character of the radical by our lounging fraternity. Robert Miller was at once nobly. His broad shoulders, and his gait, with the least the Chesterfield and the Sheridan of booksellers. He was possible degree of a swagger in it, are indications of a never without his story, good and new. His backshop man conscious of his own energies, and not likely to pay was like himself, always “ á quatre épingles.” His smile much respect to any one deticient in the qualities he feels was urbane-bis bow the perfection of that graceful sahimself to possess. I have never known a man who lutation. He was the devoted slave of the ladies_s0 knew better to divide his time between his ledger and his much so that he could never devote himself to one. The visitors. If busied with accounts, the mending of a pen graceful devotion with which he received his fair and gives him time to snatch a relishing morsel of chat. The talented friends at their coach-door, and ushered them motley crew of loungers who frequent him,--antiqua- into his sanctum sanctorum, could only be equalled by rians, politicians, lawyers, musicians, quidnuncs, and that with which he again bowed them out. Every physicians,—would require the pen of a Le Sage to do woman of genius who visited his shop gave it a new them justice.
sanctity in his estimation. “ Mr Miller," said I to him Blackwood's-methinks he must be a bold and pro- one day, while one of our most gifted living poetesses was fane man who dare enter bis Grecian Temple for any residing in the neighbourhood of Edinburgh, “ have you such mundane purpose as to make a purchase. Seriously, seen Mrs Hemans yet ?” With silent dignity he seized the Bailie's portico is the most chaste and beautiful piece me by the arm, led me into the inner apartment, and of architecture in Edinburgh. His shop has not merely pointing to a chair which stood rather nearer the end than been translated from Prince's Street—it has undergone an the centre of the room, completely isolated from the rest apotheosis—it has become a deified shop. No. 17 was a of the furniture, said in a low voice, highly expressplace where any person might enter and buy a book ; No. ive of affectionate awe, “ There she sat, sir! on that 45 is an Olympus, whence THE MAGAZINE is monthly chair.” Miller was the only man from whom I ever showered down upon mortals, and thankfully received. could endure to hear a long story. Then, how he did Nor is the interior unworthy of this outward show. The chirrup over a moderate and cheerful glass! Really, Temple is divided into three compartments. The ex- Mr Editor, yon must call upon some of your contributors tremes are nearly identical. The mean is of a circular who are better able to do justice to his memory. If, in form ; and there at times may be seen Christopher North, what I have said, any person thinks he discovers a tone sitting entbroned with the “ Standard" (newspaper) in of undue levity, unsuited to the occasion, I am beartily his hand-the sceptre of his power.
sorry,but must beg leave to tell him, be has misunders
If I have dwelt upon the 'amiable foibles of Of beauty. 'Midst them like a star she shone, our late friend, it is because I feel that they were the Or a pure lily born in dewy air ; redundancy of a kind and gentle disposition. They served Or rose the moment of its opening--None to enhance, instead of diminishing, the love which his Could look on her, but wisb’d to look on her alone. sterling worth inspired.
DIARY OF A JOURNEY FROM MADRAS TO
Sepong, 4:21.}. PARTED at four in the afternoon from my
dear aunt, and drove six miles out of Madras By Allan Cunningham.
with my uncle in his carriage. On coming up to my
palanquin and servants, who had set out before me, I Glad to man's heart comes Scotland's Sabbath morn, of 300 miles from the Presidency, surrounded by natives
took leave of him, and set out for Masulipatam, a distance When every sound save nature's voice is still
only. Bearers had previously been posted for me all the Mute shepherd's song-pipe, mute the harvest horn
way, and each collector sent his Pions to guard me An holier tongue seems given to stream and rill. Old men climb silent up the cottage hill,
througb his district, and procure any thing I wanted at
the choultries, where I had to pass the day. I was acThere ruminate, and look sublime abroad, Shake from their feet, as thought on thought comes
companied by a native female attendant, the only one of
the party except myself who could speak English. She still, The dust of life's long, dark, and dreary road,
was conveyed in a dooley, which is an inferior sort of And from this gross earth rise, and give themselves to also her daughter, a girl of fourteen, whom she crammed
palanquin, in which all my provisions were stowed ; and God.
>> in, and who proved afterwards not the least useful of the
company. The warning bell hath o'er the parish rung,
My separation from those dear friends, who bad so Grove, glade, and glen, sound with the solemn strain. completely won my affections, and the novelty and strangeWide at the summons every door is flung,
ness of my situation, so distracted my thoughts on the And forth devout walks many a hoary swain, evening of my departure, that I could fix my attention to Their meek wives with them ; while, a gayer train, no occupation. I did not, indeed, even make the attempt, Their daughters come and gladden all the road, but allowed my mind to pursue its reveries. About six Of laughing eyes, ripe lips, long ringlets vain
o'clock, when it became dusk, I had my palanquin set Young men, like lambs upon spring's sunny sod, down, and ordered away the Pions, bearers, and the Come light of foot and heart, and seek the house of God. musalchee (torch-bearer.) I then performed my ablus
tions ; had my hair combed, brushed, and curled ; un
dressed; made up my palanquin, and went to bed for I loved much in my youth down dale and glen, the night. When all this was accomplished, which was Upon the morn of the Lord's day, to look ;
just done in the road, the ayah called the people toFor all the land pour'd forth its stately men,
getber, and again I pursued my journey. During that Its matrous with staid steps and holy book.
night, I travelled sixty-one miles, with two sets of bear. Where'er a cottage smoked, or flow'd a brook, , ers, but the same Pions all the way; and, about ten tbis Or rose a hall, or tower'd a castle gray,
Tuesday,? morning, reached the Nayour Choultry, wbere Youth left its joys, old age its care forsook,
the 20th. 3 I am just now seated. Meek beauty grew, and look'd sedately gay,
A choultry is merely an open building for the use of Nor at her shadow glanced as she went on her way, travellers; and as few have more than one room, (if,
indeed, it deserves the name,) all who enme seek shelter
in it during the day from the burning rays of the sun. Lo! see yon youth-clad as the season's clad
I am lucky enough to find this one empty to-day ; but In homely green-be loves with aged men
know that a Sir Ralph Rice, to whom I have been inTo come conversing-hears sedately sad
troduced, is going part of my way, and intended to leave Tales from their lips, wbich 'scaped historic pen, Madras on the same day. I expect him, therefore, every And linger still in dale and pastoral glen.
moment, and have bathed and dressed in a great burry, O much they talk, upon their kirkward way,
lest he should have come whilst I was thus engaged. All Of holy martyrs, who by flood and fen
is now over, however. I have finished my toilet, put Fell 'neath the persecutors' swords a prey
every thing in order, taken my breakfast, and am quite They point toward their graves, and seem in thought to ready to receive him-though where I shall go while he is pray.
dressing, I know not. I suppose I must just stay in my
palanquin, and shut all the doors and windows, which And see yon maiden, beauteous as a beam,
will be much the same as stewing myself in an oven. Stray'd from the sun upon creation's morn ;
The country through which I passed in the night was, Pure as the daylight in yon crystal stream
as far as I could see, much the same as in the neighbourBy which she walks—pure as the bladed corn
hood of Madras—flat, sandy soil, without a vestige of Begemm'd with dews, and ripening to be shorn- vegetation on it, but some rows of palm-trees, which have Her looks the greensward lighten all, her feet
much the same effect as Scotch firs, giving the country all Seem winged things, and from the ground upborne that bleak and barren appearance which they do. Here Birds sing new songs such loveliness to greet :
and there I saw a few fine banyan and tamarind-trees, She's lovely, and in love-which makes her doubly sweet.
the shade of which the natives seemed willing to take advantage of, by raising under them some mud cottages,
or by planting their movable ones there, which are conI saw her in the church. Men's eyes forsook structed of cocoa-nut leaves, and are quite light, and The sacred page to gaze upon her there ;
easily transported wherever they go. Young hearts with awe were for the first time strook, The only thing I do not like in Indian travelling, is And even the preacher in his parting prayer
the little use you can make of your pencil. The only Shut his grave eyes, and warn'd them to beware time when it is cool enough for sketching, is that in which you must be hastening to get your night's journey lage, he succeeded in making known what he wanted, finished, before the sun becomes too powerful; so that, and though the just number of twenty-four could not be unless you can sketch rapidly, as the palanquin goes on, procured, sixteen undertook to carry me and my ayah to it is impossible to do it at all. Here is a slight sketch the next place where bearers were posted. By slow degrees of the Nayour Choultry,
we reached the next station, and then Nellore, with no other inconvenience than the delay obliging us to be two hours longer exposed to the heat, which was this morning excessive. We have, however, got into a good house instead of a choultry. A Mr S a friend of my uncle, has received us. I part company this evening from my fellow-traveller, who is quite done up with fatigue, while I am quite fresh, and able to pursue my journey.
Nellore is a small station, consisting of about four European habitations; without any beauty of scenery to boast of, but neat and comfortable. Last stage I passed a range of rather pretty hills, called Naggery: it is the only rising ground I have yet met with, and therefore the more grateful to the eye. Some other parts of the country looked as if they would have been pretty but for the want of rain, which has not fallen in this district for
two years. The variety of shrubs and trees was so great I had these leaves put up in front, to keep the people I could almost fancy I was travelling through a shrubfrom seeing me.
bery, laid out with studied negligence,—and a very pretty Wednesday, I had not written more than a sheet to one it would have been.
the 29th my uncle and this journal, when Sir Ralph Thursday,? I wish my dear friends at home had a peep arrived. Finding that I had taken possession of the the 30th. S of me just now. I am seated in a pretty little choultry, he made the best dressing-room he could of choultry, so comfortable, though far from a human creathat large tree; and then paid his respects to me. I ture of my own country, engaged in writing in my palanfound he had only had a biscuit and some wine and water quin—which is quite a house in miniature, containing for his breakfast ; so opening my coffers, I made and sup- every thing I have any occasion for, with a shelf before plied him with one of a more suitable kind, which, of me on which stand, my drawing box and materials for course, he gallantly pronounced to be the best he had ever sketching, my work-box, a long range of books, and my tasted. I was much vexed at his remaining with me the desk. With this pieasing sight, I do not dread any want remainder of the day, as I had planned out so much for of occupation, and, though alone, am not in solitude. the occupation of each hour. It was however some con- I left that kind family, the S-s, last night, at six, and solation that he was an agreeable companion. I took out again passed through a country devoid of every beauty. my work and employed myself in that way while be It is astonishing to me how the bearers find their way, chatted and amused me. When the dinner hour came, as there are no roads, and merely a half-worn path here the scene was most amusing. We both took out our and there to direct them. I came to a river last night, stores, and male a dinner table of the top of my palan- so deep as to come to the men's shoulders, through which quin. I was much better supplied with good things, such they waded, placing the palanquin on their heads, and as fruit, biscuit, and the like, than he was; but on his landed me in safety on the opposite side. I should have part were produced the more substantial eatables, cold been much alarmed, had not my uncle warned me beforebeef and mutton. After a sumptuous repast, seasoned hand to keep quiet and fear nothing, as no accident had with good appetites and much merriment, we got into yet been known to bappen to those who trusted themour palanquins, and, about five in the afternoon, started selves to the care of these people. I arrived here this together for Nellore.
morning — Ramipatam Choultry, it is called. Here is a My book was not neglected so much this evening as sketch of it. the preceding; and, for nine miles, I had enjoyed the companionship of Johnson's Lives of the Poets, when an impediment came in my way which threatened to stop my journey. On arriving at a small village called Naidoopot, where I expected a new set of bearers, I found those posted for me had set off with themselves to a native feast, and my old ones could go on no farther. Sir Ralph with much spirit harangued the whole multitude which kad gathered around us, and had emptied every cottage of man, woman, and child. Unfortunately, although he knew a few words of every Oriental language, in not one could be make himself intelligible. The natives bawled out, as is their custom, every one at once; so that had my old champion been able to explain what he meant, his voice must nevertheless have been drowned amidst the I here found Pions waiting to forward me. I proclank of voices : for, as he remarked, no Tower of Babel cured milk, eggs, and butter, which, added to my own could equal this confusion of tongues.
provisions, made a breakfast not to be despised by a less While there was yet some hope of my bearers making keen appetite than mine then was. After a refreshing their appearance, I had set about making myself comfort. bath in water really almost as cold as if it had been iced, able for the night; and I was now in my nightcap and and after finishing my dressing and breakfast, I sat down, nightgown—the latter covered with a long dressing-gown as usual, to my desk, and have been busy writing ever -iny body balf out of the palanquin, halloging (loudly since. My Pion has just announced dinner, and there of course) to Sir Ralph ; intreating that he would speak is laid out on the top of my palanquin, curry and rice, to one person at a time, and that through an interpreter, made by my ayah, a cold fowl, a mango tart, two diffor as yet no one knew what he wanted, and the people ferent sorts of biscuits, sweet cakes, dried tamarinds, dates must have taken him for a madman. At last, after and figs, oranges and plantains, and my bottle of wine. I summoniog, the amildar (native, magistrate) of the vil- shall not starve this day at least.
The figure beneath will give a slight idea of the Pion how he came to know I was to pass that evening, but as he stands before me, and of the attitude which is here that in India every one seems to know much more about deemed most respectful. The belt across the shoulder is your affairs than you do yourself. of tiger's skin, and the plate on the breast bears the Com- Beneath are sketches of the choultry at Ongale, and pany's arms.
the view from its verandah. At home the latter would have been nothing remarkable, but here the rare occarrence of a rising ground is like meeting with an old friend.
The country surrounding the choultry is a monotonous plain of sand. The building itself stands on a slight eminence-not a bush or a tree near it; but, compared Saturday,? After some trouble, and a good deal of annoywith that in which I spent the day with Sir Ralph, it is the 2d. S ance I am safely landed at Guntoor, at the quite a superb building. How repugnant to the feelings house of a Mr W. Captain M. has just arrived, to return of a Briton is the sight at present before me ! There are and accompany me the last stage of my journey. Yessome dozens of people lying all their length prostrate terday evening I left Ongole at three, in order to be here before me on the ground. They are beggars, and seem, early this morning ; but was delayed on the road by my indeed, objects for charity; they look as if they had not second set of bearers, who seeing a female alone, were tasted food for a week.
determined to take advantage of it, and get what money Friday, ?
I am now at Ongale, which I reached they could of me. Perceiving some demur among them, October 1st.) this morning by three o'clock ; being only a and that they were not preparing to go on with me, I run of thirty-three miles. I remained in my palanquin, asked the cause of the stoppage, and was answered that within the choultry, and slept till five; when, after they had had no rice for two days, and that unless “ Misdressing, I took a pretty long walk into the village, and tress please give them some money,” they could not go returned to breakfast at seven, quite ready to do it all on. I saw what was their object, and felt, that if they justice. This is the prettiest place I bave come to, being succeeded, they would have the upper band. This I was well wooded, and not so barren as the other districts I in no wise disposed to allow, and therefore resolutely have passed through ; but I see the country to great dis- refused their demand. For a whole hour and a half i advantage, as it has not had any rain for two years, and lay in my palanquin on the road, with a crowd of people is consequently almost completely parched up-so much round me; till at last, fearing I might be left there all so as to put a stop to agriculture all over the Carnatic last night, and not have a place to go to during the day, season, and, in all probability, for this one too, if the although determined not to yield, I saw it was necessary Monsoon, now expected, should fail them.
to get on. Threatening the boys, by telling them I would I met last night with an instance of Indian politeness write to the collector of their district, who has the power which I must recount. About ten I was awakened of punishing them, I found to be of no avail; not one from my slumbers, by a great, consequential-looking would move till I gave them money. I therefore, as a butler, accompanied by several Pions and boys, (equivalent last expedient, sent a man to the first village, for the cutto footmen at home,) who had prepared, at their master's wall of the place, (this is the designation of the native orders, a magnificent entertainment for me. On the who has the most influence,) and to him I made my road was a table, with a display of tea, coffee, fruits, complaint, desiring him to procure other boys for me, cakes, and wine, on the one side, and a supper of cold since these would not go on. But that was unnecessary meat and different things on the other. It was with the the sight of the cutwall was sufficient to set my friends utmost difficulty I could get away without partaking of in motion. They took up my palanquin, and set off, some of these good things; but I was already so well jolting me at a great rate by way of revenge ; but as I supplied, that there was no occasion for more. I knew gave no indications of annoyance, and as they quickly nothing about the gentleman; and should have wondered found this method of testifying their spite troublesome to
themselves, they gave it up. The remainder of this stage
I need not thy presents, I got over, without any further adventures, but did not
I number with pride arrive here till past mid-day-a long time to be exposed
The gems of my girdle, to the sun without one's breakfast.
The sons by my side.” The country between this and Ongole, is quite changed from that wbich I had previously passed through. Rain
Thas boasted the false one, seems to have fallen in this neighbourhood lately; the land
Thus boasted and lied; is covered with rich pasturage, and the cultivation of it is
O ! shame on the perjured! not neglected. It is richly wooded-chiefly with the
O! woe to the pride ! tamarind-tree, which grows most luxuriantly, and has a
The Christian accursed most beautiful form. There is a fine range of bills in
Inhabits our bowers, sight, and the scene is altogether very pretty, without any
The halls of the Prophet, thing to mark its being Indian.
The homes that were ours The up-country houses are, in my opinion, fully as comfortable as those at the Presidency, and the style of
No more from Medina living much more so.. The want of society to those
The camel shall bear who are fond of it, is the only disadvantage of living at
The haji to Mecca, an out-station. . Europeans are more thinly scattered
To penance and prayer, over India tban I had supposed : between Madras and
The Christian accursed Masulipatam there are only two stations where they
Iubabits those bowers, reside. At Nellore there were only—the collector, with
The halls of the Prophet, two assistants, the surgeon and his assistant, and the
The homes that were ours commanding officer. At Guntoor, there are—the collector and one assistant, the surgeon, and commanding officer.
O! palace where Allah The commandant and the assistant are at present absent.
Himself might abide! I dined in company with the other two to-day at three
O! city with fountains ! o'clock; but, as I am the only lady, did not give them
0! smooth-flowing tide! much of my presence. Nor was I in spirits for conver
The Christian accursed sation, owing to a letter of ill news I had just received
Now roams through thy bowers, from home. Were it not for these afflictions I should
The halls of the Prophet, be too happy, and rest satisfied with the enjoyments of
The homes that were ours. this world, without thinking of a better. Sunday, Captain M.'s bearers not having been posted the 31.'S. in time, I have been obliged to pass the night
MILITARY MEMORANDA. here. I walked this morning into the village, and was
By an Amateur. struck with the resemblance of the view from it to Mr Thomson's (of Duddingstone) pictures of scenes on the lakes of Cumberland and Westmoreland. There was a “ Vous voyez, sire, à quoi tiennent les batailles,” said very large tank, about two miles in circumference, sur- Marshal Saxe to the King of France, when the furious rounded by magnificent trees, and in the distance the charge of the Irish brigade had decided the fate of the Coudarud hills. The sweetness of the scene, and the day at Fontenoy; and, in fact, the winning or losing of Sabbath stillness of the morning, was as if hushed and a battle often depends upon some small, unimportant beautified in the presence of its Creator. I felt the quiet accident, which never entered into the calculation of the happiness, which the letters of the preceding day had dis- general, because no human sagacity could foresee its turbed, again settle down upon my soul. To feel that occurrence, or divine consequences so disproportionate to there is a God watching over those we love when in the apparent cause. Of this, many examples might be danger, tranquillizes most effectively.
selected from the history of almost all wars; but the most Monday,? At eight o'clock this morning, I reached singular and amusing instance we have met with is conthe 4th. ) Massulipatam, the end of my journey.
tained in Von Brettschneider's relation of the battle of Kollin, and particularly of the circumstance which ulti
mately produced a complete peripeteia in the fortune of FROM THE FRENCH OF CHATEAUBRIAND.
• The great discovery," says he, “which I have here, King Juan rode forth
to communicate to the world, more than fifty years O'er the hill and the plain,
after it took place, is nothing less than the cause why, He saw on the mountain
the battle of Kollin was gained. I was at that time Granada of Spain;
with the Saxon chevaux légers ; we stood in order of “ 0, gem of my kingdom,
battle, on this said day, from morning till noon ; on a Fair city!” he cried,
rising ground, indeed, but, however, a little covered by “ My heart will I give thee,
the extensive summit of a mountain, bebind which we I wed thee as bride.
could no more see the enemy than they could see us. On
our right flank, the cannon roared so incessantly, that we “ I wed thee, fair city,
could hear but little of the fire of small arms. ImmeI bring to thy side,
diately near us, a village was set fire to, which the Croats Cordova and Seville,
had occupied ; we, however, remained quite at rest, and As gifts to my bride;
without any occupation. Before me, as I stood in the Rich garments of velvet,
ranks, was a shady tree, under which Colonel Von BenWith pearls from the tide;
kendorf, of Prince Charles's regiment, had established All these will I give thee,
his dinner-table. This circumstance made a deep imBe thou but my bride !"
pression on my memory, because the ham which the
colonel was eating, and the garde-du-vin which he emptied, “ O, Monarch of Leon,"
appeared to me of more importance than any thing else. Granada replied,
Scarce bad he finished his bottles, when, behold! the “ The Moor is my chose,
aide-de-camp of Field Marshal Daun rode along the front, To bim I am tied.
bringing an order to all commanders of brigades and
LE ROI DON JUAN.