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235 On the Nature of the Imitative PrinHoræ Germanicæ. No II. The Ances

ciple, and some other Faculties, pointtress; a Tragedy. By Grillparzerm.247 ed out by Gall and Spurzheim. By The Radical's Saturday-Night. 257

Peter Morris, M. Domare

-309 Ivanhoe

262 Cromek's Remains of Nithsdale and Extracts from the “ Historia Major" of Galloway Song

314 Matthew Paris, Monk of St Albans The Clydesdale Yeoman's Return. An

(Continued from page 88).mmmmmaann273 excellent new Ballad to the Tune of Transactions of the Dilettanti Society of Grammachree, by Dr Scottmann 321 Edinburgh. No II. Viator's Letters The Warder. No II.

323 on the History and Progress of the The Warder. No III.amma

Fine Arts_LETTER .276

Boxiana; or, Sketches of Pugilism. By


One of the Fancy. No V. m279
Cotton's “ Voyage to Ireland."anamon .284 WORKS PREPARING for PubLICATION 343
Remarks on some of our late Numbers;

by a liberal Whig


On the Military Errors of the Duke of
Wellington, by Odohertymammamu...291

On the Discovery of the Remains of Ro- Commercial Report

bert Bruce

297 Appointments, Promotions, & Letter from the Arctic Land Expedition 305 Meteorological Report

356 Letter relative to the late Dr Gordon 307 Births, Marriages, and Deathsmanscomm..358





To whom Communications (post paid) may be addressed.

[OLIVER & Boyd, Printers, Edinburgh.]






This is the very age of wonders ; so gain and again in rotatory and amatory not to be outdone by any of our con- motion-till at last he bounces upon temporaries, we propose now doing a it, and rifles all its sweetness. Afraid truly wonderful thing-namely, in of being seen by mortal eye, he then good earnest to laud a production of “ flings it like a noisome weed away, Mr Leigh Hunt's. That ingenious hurries to Hampstead—and when city person has got frequent trimmings and suburbs are all ringing with her from “ gruff old General Izzard,” all praises—Mr Hunt alone, false and of which, we verily believe, were in- faithless ingrate, (is there no punishtended for his good and during the ment on earth for perjured lovers ?) absence of the General from this coun- slights the peerless beauty of the North. try, (he is now at Vienna with Lord

All this is exceedingly absurd—but Byron and Mr Moore) it gives us we are of a truly forgiving disposition, pleasure to notify the amendment both and cheerfully pardon all Mr Hunt's in morals and manners of his prote- manifold transgressions against ourgée. Our present Number, too, will selves. His other sins of immorality, appear in London on New Year's sedition, and impiety, we leave for Day-and we cannot suffer a single the present to those dread twins, REsnarl to disturb, on that auspicious MORSE and REPENTANCE. morning, the serenity of our metropo- But now for the Literary Pocketlitan subscribers. Mr Hunt, we un- Book. Many people are in the habit derstand, does not take in our Maga- of jotting down little memoranda of zine, but he generally contrives to get their daily thoughts, occurrences, and a peep at it at our friend Ollier's or

engagements-some on the backs of elsewhere, and whatever he may calling cards and someon scraps of leta sometimes hint to the contrary in the ters-while the wiser part of mankind Examiner, he knows very well that it carry about on their persons, for that is the very best Magazine he ever saw especial purpose, a little natty clasped or can hope to see in this world. Sto- 24mo, something about the

bulk and len pleasures are sweet, so are smug- shape of a medium whig snuff-box. For gled goods—and we cannot help envy- ourown parts we do not now venture on ing Mr Hunt those secret snatches of such sort of autobiography. There is delight which once a month he en- something very fearful in the thoughtof joys within the sheets of our Miscel- losing the table of contents of one's lany. We think we see him left a- brain for a whole year. To drop such lone with it in a room for a few mo- a synopsis into a lake or the sea, would ments. He ogles it-he leers upon it be all very well, for it would amuse -he“ siddles“ up to it with deep and Neptune and the mermaids—but we burning blushes, like a turkey-cock could not suspect and live, that it had at a bit of scarlet-he encircles it a- been picked up by some old fierce taba

The Literary Pocket-Book ; or, Companion for the Lover of Nature and Ark London. Ollier. 1819-20. VOL. VI,


by—some greedy gossip of threescore when we say, that we recollect more -who would introduce it to the than one sentence of Macvey Napier's shrivelled sisterhood with the second Essay on Lord Bacon? We offer to cup of tea, and reads aloud, in a bet fifty pounds that we commit to sour voice, choice passages, with a memory, in three days, the leading direful caterwauling accompaniment. article in Colburn's last Magazine, “ Where was the vile vretch on without omitting a single word of bad Thursday night?” “ What can the grammar! We will undertake three fulsome fellow mean by past 9. pages of Johnny Keates' Endymion Di: Lu: call on M. S. 3 pair of stairs within the week—and that Julius -left hand-knocker--Mrs L.-brass Cæsar Scaliger may for ever hide his plate-Little's Po: Rimini - Play Tick: head, we offer to bet a series of Blackoysters-Mull: P ?”

Suppose that wood against a series of the Edinour diary should fall into the hands burgh Review (immense odds), that of some popular preacher. What com- we commit to memory, in a single affort could there be in sitting in church ternoon, that part of Mr Brougham's to hear Sunday after Sunday the most very statesman-like speech on the sharppointed allusions made to the most se- ening of the swords of the Manchester cret transactions of our lives? What yeomanry! One human being alone if the Rev. Mr Terrot,* for example, has ever triumphed over the power of should all at once find himself in pos- our memory, and that is Sir Robert session of the whole annual income of Wils A speech of his is beyond the brain of the Editor of this Maga- retention. At the very moment that zine ? A twenty thousand pound prize we think we bave him, away go his in the lottery would be nothing to such words like shelving sand on every a treasure. He would huddle it into side, and all is lost. We know not his bosom-he would sleep with it what this elusive quality of his elobelow his pillow-he would rise at quence can be, but we grant that to midnight and gloat over it by rush- him it is invaluable. One speech may light-scraps of it would slip into his serve him all his life ;-a hundred sermons-it would colour the whole times delivered, still seems it to be a style of his epistolary correspondence maiden speech. Alas! it is all the he would throw aside for ever his while an old battered oration out of “ Common Sense” - he would set all keeping. Constable's Magazines on fire.

We therefore, that is Editor and . In short, we should feel as useless Contributors—have no need of meand unhappy with such a diary in our moranda ; but all people are not Edipocket, as a country gentleman in the tors and Contributors (though at the pit of Drury Lane with bills to a vast same time we believe in this literary amount. Our uneasiness would in- age that the greater part of mankind crease from day to day. We could are in that predicament)—and for such endure the month of January,-in as are not, Mr Leigh Hunt's Literary February our trepidation would be Pocket-Book is a very clever and cunvisible to our friends in March our ning contrivance. A common almanlooks would be wildApril would see ack is most shockingly vulgar, and us in sore distress-in May we would cannot be worn by a gentleman in the make a desperate effort to get rid of evening. But the Literary Pocketthe cause of our distemper-and in Book, though a sort of almanack, is June we would send our Literary quite dressy-looking with its scarlet Pocket-Book to slumber for ever in coat, and when you unbutton it, it oblivion, with seventeen pamphlets of exhibits a white waistcoat and clean James Grahame, and one old snoring linen. We wear one ourselves, merenumber of my grandmother's Review. ly for shew,--and have detected our

The truth is, that we have such selves more than once, in our fine abgood memories we do not require me- sent way, tapping it, as if it were our moranda. We absolutely forget no- gold snuff-box. It is the intention of thing. Will the public believe us the proprietors to publish one annually,

• This bold young gentleman has lately entered the lists against the whole of the literary and theological world. We hope he may have the luck to be carried off the field in a tolerably whole skin ; but the odds are at present rather against him.-l'erb. Sap.

That for 1819 contains upwards of á festivals in honour of the gods, as the prehundred ruled pages, for autobiography sent one, for instance, Anthesterion, or the and dinner-notices; and about as many Flowery from the quantity of flowers dis. more of letter-press, the contents of played at the festival of Bacchus.

« The modern use of ancient terms on which are as follows.

occasions of this kind, produces some as Introduction.-Calendar of nature. Diary, &c.—Chronological list of eminent Celtic nations. Thus, in our House of

musing inconsistencies, especially among the persons in letters, philosophy, and the arts, Commons, there shall be a call of the memfrom the most remote æras. ---Living au

bers for Wednesday, or the day of the Gothors, native and foreign.-Livi artists, thic deity Woden, which their Journal native and foreign. Living musicians, native and foreign.-Musical performers and the Roman deity Mars; and this day of

translates into Dies Martis, or the day of teachers, with their addresses.-Inns of court.

Gothic and Roman divinity-ship is com-Universities.-Foundation schools.-Li. terary, philosophical, and philanthropic in menced with the reading of Christian

prayers. stitutions.--Medical lecturers.--Theatres.Performers at the principal theatres.-Ex.

January is the coldest month of the hibitions.-Private collections of pictures in by continuance. To those, however, who

year, the winter having now strengthened London.-Print and plaster-cast shops. Cultivate their health and imaginations, life Booksellers and publishers.-- Foreign book has always enjoyments, and nature is full of sellers.-Circulating libraries and reading beauties. The frost sets our victorious firerooms.—New books.– Teachers of lan. sides sparkling ; and with our feet upon a guages.--Anecdotes.--Extracts, &c.-Ori.

good warm rug, we may either doubly enginal poetry-Law and University terms.-

joy the company of friends, or get into sum London bankers.-Hackney-coach fares. Rates of watermen..Value of money.

mer landscapes in our books, or sit and hear

The excluded tempest idly rave along. Stamps.

Thomson. These are very judicious lists--useful “ Our wisest ancestors,-those of Shakto Londoners, and to folks visiting speare's time,-—who understood most things London, and interesting even to poor understand better than any of their posterity,

better than we, and whom we begin to provincial wights who have no hope of knew how to take the roughly kind hint ever seeing St Paul's or St Peter's.- of nature, and kept up their Christmas fesBut we must make some extracts from tivities through the whole of this month. the prose and the poetry, The Ca- They got a little and enjoyed every thing, lendar of Nature,” which is evidently instead of getting every thing and enjoying by Mr Leigh Hunt, is like all his a little. In the day they made leisure for writings, extremely affected and Cock- healthy sport out of doors, and in the evenneyish-but often very lively and de- ing they were at their books and pastimes

within. scriptive. He takes hold of the months, makes them sit down, and paints their He is infinitely mistaken, who thinks there

“ Even to observe nature is to enjoy her. portraits; and good strong staring like is nothing worth seeing in winter time out nesses they are. They are all rather of doors, because the sun is not warm, and “jaunty,” to use Mr Hunt's darling the streets are muddy. Let him get, by phrase, and have too much of a con- dint of good exercise, out of the streets, and scious and made-up expression of face, he shall find enough. In the warm neighas if they felt they were sitting for their bourhood of towns he may still watch the pictures. He has, however, in general, titmous seeking its food through the straw

field-fares, thrushes, and blackbirds ; the caught their characters very cleverly, thatch ; the red-wings, field-fares, sky-larks, and not only is May in no danger of and tit-larks, upon the same errand, over being mistaken for December, but those wet meadows; the sparrows, and yellow. two freezing gentlemen, January and hammers, and chaffinches, still beautiful February, as well as March and April, though mute, gleaning from the straw and though with a close family resem- chaff in farm-yards; and the ring-dove, alblance, do nevertheless, on Mr Hunt's ways poetical, coming for her meal to the canvass, as in nature, exhibit also a ivy-berries

. About rapid streams he may

see the various habits and movements of family disagreement. We quote, with

herons, wood-cocks, wild-ducks, and other much pleasure, the picture of January, water-fowl, who are obliged to quit the froas a very favourable specimen of Mr zen marshes to seek their food there. The Hunt's power as a painter.

red-breast comes to the windows, and often * January is so called from the Latin into the house itself, to be rewarded for its god Janus, the door-keeper of heaven, and song, and for its far-famed. painful' obsepresider over peace,-probably, because the quies to the Children in the Wood. earth is at leisure in this month, as well as " The fruits still in season, which are from its being the gate of the year. The the same also for two months more, are Greek months were named after different almonds, apples, chesnuts, pears and wal.

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