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Still harmless are these occupations,

them as we find them, and be content ; for they That hurt none but the hapless student, are the last we shall ever have from him. He Compared with other recreations,

is, at best , he says, but an intruder into the Which bring together the imprudent. groves of Parnassus; he never lived in a garret,

like thorough-bred poets; and “though he once We are sorry to hear so bad an account of roved a careless mountaineer in the Highlands the college-psalinody as is contained in the fol- of Scotland," he has not of late enjoyed this lowing Attic stanzas.

advantage. Moreover, he expects no profit from Our choir would scarcely be excused,

his publication; and, whether it succeeds or not, Even as a band of raw beginners ;

“it is highly improbable, from his sitnation and All mercy now must be refused

pursuits hereafter," that he should again condesTo such a set of croaking sinuers.

cend to become an author. Therefore, let og

take what we get and be thankful. What right If David, when his toils were ended,

have we poor devils to be nice? We are well Had heard these blockheads sing before him, off to have got so much from a man of this Lord's To us his psalms had ne'er descended : station, who does not live in a garret, but "has In furious mood he would have tore 'em! the sway" of Newstcad Abbey: Again, we say,

let us be thankful; and, with honest Sancho, bid But whatever judgment may be passed on the God bless the giver, nor look the gift horse is poems of this noble minor, it seems we must take the mouth.

NOTE TO THE LETTER OF BOWLES' | replied Sheridan, “I remember little, except that STRICTURES ON POPE.

there was a phænit in it." A phenix!! Well,

how did he describe it ?" “Like e poulterer;" Couper's Dutch delineation of a tvood drawn up and red, and blue he did not let us off for a

answered Sheridan; "it was green, and yellow, like a scedsman's catalogue. I will submit to Mr. Bowles's own judgment a single feather.". And just such as this poulterer's passage from another poem of Cowper's, to be detail of a wood, with all its petty minutiæ of compared with the same writers Sylvan Sampler. this, that, and the other. In the lines to Mary,

One more poetical instance of the power of art, Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore,

and even its superiority over nature, in poetry,

and I have done ;--the bust of Antinous ! Is there Now rust disused, and shine no more,

My Mary,

any thing in nature like this marble, excepting

the Venug? Can there be more poetry gathered contain a simple, household, “indoor," artificial, into existence than in that wonderful creation and ordinary image. I refer Mr. Bowles to the of perfect beauty? But the poetry of this bust is stanza, and ask if these three lines about "nee-in no respect derived from nature, nor from dles" are not worth all the boasted twaddling any association of moral exaltedness; for what about trees, so triumphantly re-quoted ? and yet is there in common with moral natnre and the in fact what do they convey ? A homely collec- male minion of Adrian? The very execution is tion of images and ideas 'associated with the not natural, but super-natural, or rather superdarning of stockings, and the hemning of shirts, artificial, for nature has never done so much. and the mending of breeches ; but will any one Away, then, with this cant about nature and deny that they are emincntly poetical and pa- "invariable principles of poetry!" A great artist thetic as addressed by Cowper to his nurse ? will make a block of stone as sublime as a mounThe trash of trees reininds ine of a saying of tain, and a good poet can inhue a pack of cards Sheridan's. Soon after the “Rejected Address" with more poetry than inhabits the forests of scene, in 1812, I met Sheridan. In the course of America. It is the business and the proof of a dinner, he said, “Lord Byron, did you know poet to give the lie to the proverb, and somethat amongst the writers of addresscs was Whit- times to make a silken purse out of a now's ear;" bread himself?" I answered by an inquiry of and to conclude with another homely proverb, what sort of an address he had made. “Or that," "a good workman will not find fault with his tools."

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down sort of tune, that reminded me of the

“Black Joke," only more affettuoro, tillit SIB,

made me quite giddy with wondering they were

not so. By and bye they stopped a bit, and I LAM a country-gentleman of a midland-county. thought they would sit or fall down :-but, no; I might have been a Parliament-man for a cer. with Mrs. H.'s hand on his shoulder, "quam tain borough, having had the offer of as many familiariter" (as Terence said when votes as General T. at the general election in school), they walked about a minute, and then 1812). But I was all for domestic happiness ; at it again, like two cockchafers spitted on the as fifteen years ago, on a visit to London, I same bodkin. I asked what all this ineant, when, married a middle-aged Maid of Honour. We with a loud laugh, a child not older than our lived happily at Hornem - Hall till last season, Wilhelmina (a name I never heard but in the when my wife and I were invited by the Count- Vicar of Wakefield, thongh her mother would ese of Waltzaway (a distant relation of my call her after the Princess of Swappenbach), said spouse) to pass the winter in town. Thinking no Lord, Mr. Hornein, can't you sec they are valtzharm, and our girls being come to a marriageable ing,", or waltzing (I forget which); and then (or as they call it, marketable) age, and having up she got, and her mother and sister, and away besides a Chancery - suit inveterately entailed they went, and round-abouted it till supper-time. upon the family, estate, we came up in our old Now that I know what it is, I like it of all chariot, of which, by the bye, my wife grew so things, and so does Mrs. H.; though I have much ashamed in less than a week, that I was broken my shins, and four times overturned Mrs. obliged to buy a second-hand barouche, of which Hornem's maid in practising the preliminary I might mount the box, Mrs. H. saye , if I could steps in a morning. Indeed, so much do I like drive, but never see the inside--that place being it, that having a turn for rhyme, tastily disreserved for the Honourable Augustus Tiptoe, played in some election-ballads, and songs in her partner-general and opera-knight. Hearing honour of all the victories (but till lately I have great praises of Mrs. His dancing (she was had little practice in that way), I sat down, and famous for birth - night - minuets in the latter with the aid of W. F., Esq., and a few hints end of the last century), I unbooted, and went from Dr. B. (whose recitations I attend, and am to a ball at the Countess's, expecting to see a monstrous fond of Master B.'s manner of decountry-dance, or, at most, cotillions, reels, and livering his father's late succeseful D. L. Ad. all the old paces to the newest tunes. But, dress), I composed the following hymn , wherejudge of my surprise, on arriving, to see poor withal to make my sentiments known to the dear Mrs. Hornem with her arms half round the Public, whom, nevertheless, I heartily despise loins of a huge hussar-looking gentleman I never as well as the Critics. set eyes on before; and hir, to say truth, rather

I am, Sir, yours, more than half round her waist, turning round, and round, and round, to a d-see-raw up and

HORACE HORNEM.

Musk of the many · twinkling feet! whose Hail, nimble Nymph! to whom the young hussar, charms

The whiskerd votary of Waltz and WarArc now extended up from lege to arms; His night devotes, despite of spur and boots, TERPSICRORE!-too long misdeemid a inaid A sight inmatch'd since Orpheus and his brutes: Reproachful term-bestow'd but to upbraid- Hail, spirit-stirring. Waliz! - beneath whose Henceforth in all the bronze of brightness shine,

banners The least a vestal of the virgin Nine.

A modern hero fought for modish manner; Far be from thee and thine the name of prude; Un Hounslow's healh to rival Wellesley's fame, Mock d, yet triumphant ; sneer'd at, unsubdued ; Cocku - fired - and miss'd his man — but gain'd 'Thy legs must move to conquer as they ily,

his aim. ir bat ihy coats are reasonably high ;

Hail moving Muse! to whom the fair one's breast Thy breast-if bare enough-requires no shield; Gives all it can, and bids us take the rest. Dance forth-eans armour thou shalt take the Oh! for the flow of Busby, or of Fitz, field,

The latter's loyalty, the former's wits, And own-impregnable to mont assaults, To "energize the object I pursue," Thy not too lawfully begotten "Waltz.“ And give both Belial and his dance their duo!

*) This poem has been attributed to Lord Byron : the question of its authenticity remaining undecided, it is here given by way of appendix.

yore, ,

Imperial Waltz! imported from the Rhine Torments for life, or pleasures for a week;
(Famed for the growth of pedigrees and wine), As love of Hymen your endeavours guide,
Long be thine import from all duty free,

To gain your own, or snatch another's bride;
And Hock itself be less esteem'd than thee; To one and all the lovely stranger came,
In some few qualities alike-for Hock

And every ball-room echoes with her name.
Improves our cellar--thou our living stock.
The head to Hock belonge-thy subtler art
Intoxicates alone the heedless heart :

Endearing Waltz—to thy more melting tune
Through the full veing thy gentler poison swims, Bow Irish jig, and ancient rigadoon ;
And wakes to wantonness the willing limbs. Scotch reely avaunt! and country-dance forego

Oh, Germany! how much to thee we owe, Your future claims to each fantastic toe; A, beaven-born Pitt can testify below;

Waltz-Waltz-alone both legs and arins demande, Ere cursed Confederation inade thee France's, Liberal of feet, and lavish of her hands; And only left us thy d-debts and dances ; Hands which may freely range in public sight of subsidies and Hanover bereft

Where ne'er before-but-pray "put out the light." We bless thee still—for George the Third is left! Methinks the glare of yonder chandelier of kings the best-and last, not least in worth, Shines inuch too far-or I am much too near; For graciously begetting George the Fourth. And true, though strange-Waltz whispers this To Germany, and Highnesses Serene,

remark,
Who owe us millions-don't we owe the Queen? “My slippery steps are safest in the dark !"
To Germany, what owe we not besides ?

But here the Muse with due decorum halte,
So oft bestowing Brunswickers and brides ; And lends her longest petticoat to Waltz.
Who paid for vulgar, with their royal blood,
Drawn from the stem of each Teutonic stud;
Who sent us-90 be pardon'd all her faults- Observant travellers ! of every time;
A dozen Dukes - some Kings — a Queen- and Ye quartos ! publish d upon every clime ,
Waltz.

O say, shall dull Romaika's heavy round,
Fandango's wriggle, or Bolero's bound;

Can Egypt's Almas-tantalizing group-
But peace to her-her Emperor and Diet, Columbia's caperers to the warlike whoop-..
Though now transferr'd to Bonaparte's "fiat ;" Can aught from cold Kamtschatka to Cape Horn
Back to my theme-0! Musc of motion say, With Waltz compare, or after Waltz be borne?
How first to Albion found thy Waltz her way? Ah, no! from Morier's pages down to Galt's,

Each tourist pens a paragraph for "Waltz."
Borne on the breath of hyperborean gales,
Prom Hamburg's port (while Hamburg yet had Shades of those belles, whose reign began of
mails),

With George the Third's-and ended long before Ere yet unlucky Fame-coinpellid to creep Though in your daughters' daughters yet you To snowy Gottenburg-was chill'd to sleep;

thrive, Or, starting from her slumbers, deign'd arise, Burst from your lead, and be yourselves alive! Heligoland! to stock thy mart with lies ; Back to the ball-room speed your spectred host ; While anburnt Moscow yet had news to send, Fool's Paradise is dull to that you lost. Nor owed her fiery exit to a friend ;

No treacherous powder bids conjecture quake; She came-Waltz came—and with her certain sets No stiff starch'd stays make meddling fingers ache Of true despatches, and as true gazettes ; (Transferr'd to those ambiguous things that ape Then flamed of Austerlitz the blest despatch, Goats in their visage, women in their shape); Which Moniteur nor Morning-Post can match ; No damsel faints when rather closely pressid, And-alınost crush'd beneath the glorious newg- But more caressing seems when most caress d; Ten plays, and forty tales of Kotzebue's ; Superfluous hartshorn, and reviving, salts, One envoy's letters, six composers' airs,

Both banishid by the sovereign cordial “Waltz.'' And loads from Frankfort and from Leipzig fairs; Seductive Waltz!-though on thy native shore Meiner's four volumes upon womankind,

Even Werter's self proclaim'd thee half a whore; Like Lapland witches to ensure a wind;

Werter-to decent vice though much inclined; Brunck's heaviest tome for ballast, and to back it, Yet warm, not wanton ; dazzled, but not blind Of Heyne, such as should not sink the packet. Though gentle Genlis, in her strife with Stael, Fraught with this cargo-and her fairest freight, Would even proscribe thee from a Paris ball; Delightful Waltz, on tiptoe for a mate,

'Thee fashion hails from Countesses to queans, The welcome vessel reach'd the genial strand, And maids and valets waltz behind the scenes; And round her flock'd the daughters of the land. Wide and more wide thy witching circle spreads, Not decent David, when, before the ark,

And turns- if nothing else—at least our heads; His grand pas-seul excited some remark'; With thee even clumsy cits attempt to bounce, Not love-lorn Quixote, when his Sancho thought and cockney, practise what they can't pronounce. The knight's fandango friskier than it ought; Gods! how the glorious theme my strain exalts, Not soft Herodias, when with winning tread And rhyme finds partner rhyme in praise of Her nimble feet danced off another's head ;

“Waltz.
Not Cleopatra on her galley's deck,
Display'd so much of leg, or more of neck,
Than thou, ambrosial Waltz, when first the moon Blest was the time Waltz chose for her debut ;
Beheld thee irling to a Saxon tune!

The Court, the Regent, like herself were new;
New face for friends, for foes some new rewards,

New ornaments for black and royal goards ;
To you-ye husbands of ten years! whose brows New laws to hang the rogues that roard for bread,
Ache with the annual tributes of a spouse ; New coins (inost new) to follow those that fled;
To you, of nine years lesg-who only bear New victories-nor can we prize then less,
The budding sprouts of those that you shall wcar, Though Jenky wonders at his own sucecse :
With added ornaments around then rollid, New wars, because the old gucceed so well,
of native brass, or law-awarded gold;

That most survivors envy those who fell ; To you, ye matrons, ever on the watch

New inistresses--no-old-yet tis true, To mar a son's, or make a daughter's match ; Though they be old, the thing is something new; To you, ye children of-whom chance accords Each new, quite new-(except some ancient tricks) ; Always the ladies, and sometimes their lords ; New white-sticks, gold-sticks, broom-sticks, all To you-ye single gentlemen! who seek

new sticks!

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With vests or ribande-deck'd alike in hue, And thon, my Prince! whose sovereign taste
New troopers strut, new turncoats blush in blue;

and will
So saith the Muse-my-, what say you? It is to love the lovely beldames still ;
Such was the time when Waltz might best maintain Thou, ghost of Q- --! whose judging sprite
Her new preferments in this novel reign ; Satan may spare to peep a single night,
Such was the time, nor ever get was such, Pronounce-if ever in your days of bliss
Hoops are no more, and petticoats not much; Asmodens struck go bright a stroke as this;
Morals and minuets, Virtue and her stays, To teach the young ideas how to rise,
And tell-tale Powder-all have had their days. Flush in the cheek and languish in the eyes ;

The ball begins-the honours of the house Rush to the heart, and lighten through the frame,
First duly done by daughter or by spouse, With half-told wish, and ill-dissembled flame ;
Some polentate-or royal or serene-

For prurient nature still will storm the breast-
With K-t's gay grace, or sapient G-st-ris mien, Who, tempted thus, can answer for the rest?
Leads forth the ready dame, whose rising flash
Might once have been mistaken for a blush.
From where the garb just leaves the bosom free, But ye—who never felt a single thought
That spot where hearts were once supposed to be; For what our morals are to be or ought ;
Round all the confines of the yielded waist, Who wisely wish the charing you view to reap,
The strangest hand may wander undisplaced ; Say—would you make those beauties quite 60
The lady's in return may grasp as much

cheap ? As princely paunches offer to her touch.

Hot from the hand promiscuously applied, Pleased round the chalky floor how well they trip, Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side; One hand reposing on the royal hip;

Where were the rapture then to clasp the form, The other to the shoulder no less royal

From this lewd grasp and lawless contact warm ?
Ascending with affection truly loyal ;

At once Love's most endearing thought resign,
Thus front to front the partners move or stand, To press the hand so press'd by none but thine ;
The foot may rest, but none withdraw the hand; | To gaze upon that eye which never met
And all in turn may follow in their rank, Another's ardent look without regret;
The Earl of- Asterisk-and Lady-Blank; Approach the lip which all, without restraint,
Sir-such a one-with those of Fashion's host, Come near enough, if not to touch--to taint;
For whose blest surnames-vide “Morning-Post; "

If such thou lovest-love her then no more, (Or if for that impartial print too late,

Or give-like her-caresses to a score; Search Doctors' Commons six months from my Her mind with these is gone, and with it go date)

The little left behind it to bestow.
Thug all and each, in movement swift or slow,
The genial contact gently undergo ;
Till some might marvel, with the modest Turk, Voluptuous Waltz! and dare I thus balspheme 1
If "nothing follows all this palming work?" Thy bard forgot thy praises were his theme.
True honest Mirza-you may trust my rhyme- Terpsichore forgive P-at every ball
Something does follow at a fitter time;

My wife now waltzes—and my daughters shall;
The breast thus publicly resign'd to man, My son (or stop-'tis needless to inquire-
in private may resist him--if it can.

These little accidents should ne'er trariepire ;
Some ages hence our genealogic tree

Will wear as green a bough for him as me),
O ye! who loved our grandmothers of yore, Waltzing shall rear, to make our name amends,
Fitzpatrik, Sheridan, and many more!

Grandsons for me-in heirs to all his friends.

N 0 TE S.

the General will one day return to his Sabine

farm, there
As many votes as General T. (p. 773.
State of the poll (last day) 5.

To tame the genius of the stubborn plain,

Almost as quickly as he conquer'd Spain !
Quam familiariter.

(p. 773.

The Lord Peterborough conquered continents My Latin is all forgotten, if a man can be in a summer; we do more-we contrive both to said to have forgotten what he never remembered ; conquer and lose them in a shorter season. If bat. I bonght my title-page-motto of a Catholic the “Great Lord's" Cincinnatian progress in priest for a three shilling, Bank-token, after agriculture be no speedier than the proportional much haggling for the even sixpence. I grudged average of time in Pope's couplet, it will, acthe money to a Papist, being all for the memory cording to the farmer's proverb, be "ploughing of Perceval and “No Popery; " and quite re- with dogs." gretting the downfal of ihe Pope, because we By the bye-one of this illustrious person's can't burn him any more.

new titles is forgotten-it is, however, worth

remembering-"Salvador del Mundo!"credite Muse of the many-twinkling feet! (p. 773. posteri! If this be the appellation annexed by “Glance their many-twinkling feet."-GRAY. the inhabitants of the Peninsula to the name of

a man who has not yet saved them-query-are On Hounslow's heath to rival Wellesley's fame. they worth saving even in this world for, ac

(p. 773. cording to the mildest modifications of any ChrisTorival Lord Wellesley's, or his nephew's, as the tian creed, those three words make the odds reader pleases :—the one gained a pretty woman, much against them in the next.--"Saviour of the whom he deserved by fighting for, and the other World,“ quotha !--it were to be wished that he, has been fighting in the Peninsula many a long or any one clae, could save a corner of it--his day, "by Shrewsbury clock," without gaining any country; Yet this stupid misnomer, although it thing in that country but the title of "the Great shows the near connexion between Superstition Lord," and "the Lord," which savours of pro- and Impiety, 80 far has its use, that it proves fanation, baving been hitherto applied only to there can be little to dread from those Catholics that Being, to whom “Te Deums" for carnage (inquisitorial Catholics too) who can conser such are the rankest blasphemy.-It is to be presumed | an appellation on a Protestant. I suppose gest

year he will be entitled the “Virgin Mary:" if There is “nothing new under the sud;" bat 80, Lord George Gordon himself would have red, then a favourite, has now subsided into a nothing to object to such liberal bastards of our favourite's colour. Lady of Babylon.

The Court, the Regent, like herself were nev. While unburnt Moscow yet had news to send.

(p. 774

An Anachronism-Waltz, and the baulle of The patriotic arson of our amiable allies can; ball together : the bard means (if he means any

[p. 773. Austerlitz, are before said to have opened ibe not be sufficiently commended-nor subscribed

thing), Waltz wag not so much in vogue till for. Amongst other details omitted in the varions despatches of our eloquent Ambassador, he

the Regent attained the acme of his popularity. did not state (being too much occupied with the Waltz, the Comet, Whiskers, and the new Goexploits of Colonel ca, in swimming rivers their glory, much about the same time : of these

vernment, illuminated heaven and earth, in all frozen, and gallopping over roads impassable), the Comet only has disappeared; the other three that one entire province perished by famine in continue to astonish us atill. Printer's Dstil. the most inelancholy manner, as follows:-In General Rostopchin's consommate conflagration, the consumption of tallow and train-oil was so

New coins (most new) to follow those that fled, great, that the inarket was inadequate to the

(p. 774. demand : and thus one hundred and thirty-three coin now forthcoming, worth a pound, in paper,

Amongst others a new ninepence a creditable thousand persons were starved to death, by being at the fairest calculation. reduced to wholesome diet! The lamplighters of London have since subscribed a pint (of oil, a piece, and the tallow-chandlers have unapim

Each new, quite new-ercept some ancient ously voted a quantity of best mould (four

tricks);

[p. 174. to the pound), to the relief of the surviving Who does not remember the "delicate investi

“Oh that right should thus overcome might! Scythiany--the scarcity will soon, by such exercions, and a proper attention to the quality rather sation in the “Merry Wives of Windsor ? *** than the quantity of provision, be totally alleviwithout cause, why then make sport at ne ; tber

if I suspect ated. It is said, ' in return, that the untouched let me be your jest; 1 deserve it. Ukraine has subscribed 60,000 beeves for a day's whither bear you this ? "

How now? meal to our suffering mauufacturers.

Mrs. Ford. What have you to do whither

they bear it ?- you were best meddle with backCon Egypte Almas-tentalizing bromle. 174.

washing." Dancing girls-who do for hire what Waltz So saith the Muse-my-, what say you? doth gratis.

[p. 174.

The gentle, or ferocins reader, may fill up Goats in their visage, women in their shape. the blank as he pleases-there are several dis

[p: 774. syllabic names at his service (being already in It cannot be complained now, as in the Lady the Regent's): it would not be fair to back any Baussiere's time, of the “Sienr de la Croix," peculiar initial against the alphabet, as every that there be “no whiskers ; " but how far these inonth will add to the list now entered for the are indications of valour in the field, or else- sweepstakes—a distinguished Consonant is said where, inay still be questionable. Much may to be the favourite, much against the wishes of be and hath been avouched on both sides. In the the knowing ones. olden time philosophers had whiskers, and soldiers none-Scipio himself was shaven-Hanni- That spot where hearts were once supposed to be. bal thought his one eye handsome enough without a beard, but Adrian, the Einperor, wore a beard “We have changed all that," says the Meck (having warts on his chin,' which neither the Doctor, “'tis all gone-Asmodeus knows where. Empress Sabina, nor even the courtiers could After all, it is of no great importance how woabide)-Turenne had whiskers, Marlborough none men's hearts are disposed of; they have Nature's -Baonaparte is unwhiskered, the Regent whisk- privilege to distribute them as absordly as • ered; "argal" greatness of mind and whiskers possible. But there are also some men with may or may not go together; but certainly the hearts go thoronghly bad, as to remind us of different occurrences, since the growth of the those phenomena often mentioned in natural last-mentioned, go further in behalf of whiskers history'; viz. a mass of solid stone-only to be than the anathema of Anselm did against long opened by force-and when divided, you discover hair in the reign of Henry 1.

a toad in the centre, lively, and wiih the repoFormerly red was a favourite colour. See tation of being venoinous. Lodowick Barrey's Comedy of Ram Alley, 1611. Act I, Scene I.

If "nothing follows all this palming work." Taffeta. Now, for a wager-What coloured

(P- 775. beard comes next by the window ?

In Turkey a pertinent - here an impertincat Adriana. A black man's, I think.

and superfluous question-literally pui, as in Taffeta. I think not so: I think a red, for the text, by a Persian to Morier, on seeing a that is most in fashion,

Walz in Pera.-Vide MORIBR's Travels.

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