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bodies of such as have died within that time: Through smoke, and not through trellised vines ings of the ladies on an outward-bound voyage,

And blooming trees, thy sunbeam shines : finding the soft parts mouldered away, they

-full, as their bosoms are, of hopes, of fears,

I sing of thee in sadness; where carefully clean the bones, and each family wrap Else is wreck wrought in aught so fair.

of flirtations, of ambitious projects, and of no. up the remains of their departed friends in new

Child of the country! thy small feet

vel wonders, according to their respective ages,

Tread on strawberries red and sweet: furs. They are then all laid together in one With thee I wander forth to see

temperaments, and experience. As there have common cemetery, which forms a mound, or The flowers which inost delight the bee;

been and are many exports of this kind, we

The bush o'er which the throstle sung barrow, sometimes of considerable magnitude.

have no doubt but that curiosity will supply,

In April while she nursed her young; Many such may be seen in Upper Canada,

from so numerous a class and its numerous The den beneath the sloe-thorn, where

She bred her twins the timorous hare; exactly similar to those of Dorset and Wilt

relations, a multitude of readers for the perusal

The knoll, wrought o'er with wild bluebells, shire. Such remains of antiquity are, indeed,

of these pages. There is, besides, to recom

Where brown bees build their balmy cells; spread over the whole surface of the globe. The greenwood stream, the shady pool,

mend them still farther to fair readers, lots of This last grand ceremony is concluded with a

Where trouts Icap when the day is cool;

parties, balls, spectacles, loves, and marriages.

The shilfa's nest that seems to be feast, with dances, songs, speeches, games, and A portion of the sheltering tree,

These, however, being more of the common. mock combats.

And other marvels which my verse

places of works of this nature than the Indian “ The Indians have several apologies re

Can find no language to rehearse.

varieties, we shall make our sample extract

Child of the town! for thee, alas! ferring to the deluge, in which the ark, the Glad nature spreads nor flowers nor grass;

a leaf from an account of O Meer Sing, who

Birds build no nests, nor in the sun raven, and dove, are alluded to. Indeed, the

attacked a British escort, and plundered the

Glad streams come singing as they run: present aspect of the country is itself a com

convoy

A maypole is thy blossoin'd tree, mentary on the deluge. The soil of British A beetle is thy murinuring bee;

“ He was known to command a numerous America is evidently alluvial; the waters of

Thy bird is caged, thy dove is where

and desperate banditti, who for years had been

Thy poulterer dwells, beside thy hare; the great lakes are subsiding, and the basins Thy fruit is pluck’d, and by the pound

the terror of the country; but as they had of many small ones are quite dry. The channel Hawk'd clamorous all the city round;

never before ventured to despoil the Company,

No roses, twinborn on the stalk, of the great river St. Laurence has obviously

the search after them had not been carried on

Perfume thee in thy evening walk; very much contracted within its former limits. No voice of birds--but to thec comes

with such vigour as to prevent their escape. In fine, from the vigour and freshness of the

The mingled din of cars and drums,

When a village had been plundered, and its

And starting cries, such as are rife vegetable kingdom, it may be fairly inferred

inhabitants murdered, parties had been sent in

When wine and wassail waken strife. that the ground was uncovered by the waters Child of the country! on the lawn

pursuit; which the robbers commonly evaded, at a much later period than in the old world.

I see the like the bounding fawn,

by dashing into the dominions of neutral

Blithe as the bird which tries its wing The Indians have also a tradition that the The first time on the winds of spring:

princes, whose concurrence was at all times world will be destroyed by fire. To a people

Bright as the sun when from the cloud

easily secured by participation in the plunder.

He comes as cocks are crowing loud; ignorant of astronomy, their theory is plausible.

Here the case was different ; the Company

Now running, shouting, 'mid sunbeams, They think that the sun is approaching nearer Now groping trouts in lucid streams,

were the sufferers, and to a large amount; the earth, and that the effect is perceptible

Now spinning like a mill-wheel round,

and government caused a statement of the

Now hunting echo's empty sound, every fifty years :- of course, in time, the orb

offence to be sent to all their native allies,

Now climbing up some old tall tree of fire must come near enough to consume it. For climbing sake. 'Tis sweet to thee,

requiring their permission to let search, if Perhaps they adopted this notion from ob

To sit where birds can sit alone,

necessary, be made in their territories, and

Or share with thee thy venturous throne. serving the evident amelioration of the climate. Child of the town and bustling street,

assistance given to discover the robbers. They have also various traditions of the crea- What woes and snares await thy feet!

Scouts were sent out in every direction, and tion and the fall of man. One has some dis

Thy paths are paved for five long miles,

the intelligence they received of O Meer Sing

Thy groves and hills are peaks and tiles; figured resemblance to Scripture: - In the Thy fragrant air is yon thick smoke,

was, that he had effected his escape into Oude, beginning, a few men rose out of the ground,

Which shrouds thee like a mourning cloak; and was in hiding amongst his majesty's,

And thou art cabin'd and confined but there was no woman among them. One

the King of Oude's, refractory zeemindars.

At once from sum, and dew, and wind; of them found out a road to heaven, where he Or set thy totiering feet but on

There Melville followed him from one native met a woman; they offended the Great Spirit,

Thy lengthen'd walks of slippery stone;

stockade to another, and was sometimes obliged

The coachman there careering reels upon which they were both thrust out. They

to level these fortifications with the ground

With goaded steeds and maddening wheels; fell on the back of the tortoise; the woman And Commerce pours each poring son

before he could dislodge him. He resolutely was delivered of male twins : in process of

In pelf's pursuit and hollos' run.

defended every place in which he took shelter

While, flush'd with wine, and stung at play, time, one of these twins slew the other.'

Men rush from darkness into day.

to the last moment, in order to wear out his With all its good qualities, we need hardly

The stream's too strong for thy small bark; pursuers; and when further defence was im.

There nought can sail, save what is stark. add, that the Amulet may fairly reckon on an

possible, mounted his horse, which was always

Fly from the town, sweet child! for health increased patronage.

Is happiness, and strength, and wealth.

in waiting, and fled to the next strong-hold. There is a lesson in each flower,

These stockades are protections thrown up by

A story in cach stream and bower: The Juvenile Forget-Me-Not: a Christmas

the landholders, to defend themselves against

On every herb on which you tread and New Year's Gift, or Birthday Present Are written words which, rightly read,

the exactions of the tax-gatherers; and as the for 1829. Edited by Mrs. S. C. Hall. 12mo.

Will lead you from earth's fragrant sod

one party is just as unwilling to pay what is

To hope, and holiness, and God." pp. 239. London, 1828. Hailes.

justly due, as the other is ready to practise A CHARMING little volume, doing much credit

We can only hope the rising generation will most grievous extortion, the affair is seldom to its fair lady editor, who is Lierself a very grandmothers and grandfathers.

be duly sensible of their advantages over their brought to an adjustment without blows given interesting contributor. There is a pretty

and blood shed. The taxes are sold by the by Mrs. Hofland; another, which we think

king to the highest bidders, and the takeels will be a great favourite, by the Author of Life in India ; or, the English at Calcutta. who purchase them have authority to make Solitary Hours—the Leaside Cottage ; a neat

3 vols. 12mo. London, 1828. Colburn. the circuit of the provinces, when the crops Dedication to the Princess Vittoria, by W. THERE is a degree of verisimilitude and truth are upon the ground, and 'settle their arbi. Kennedy; and many other historiettes and in these volumes, which must render them ac- trary assessments at their own good pleasure. poems, which, we doubt not, will be very popu- ceptable to all who wish to see a genuine pic. This is commonly to the very uitermost rupee lar among our young friends. We like the ture of life in India. From the minutiæ of that the state of the harvest will permit; following, by Allan Cunningham, very much. many of the descriptions of female feelings and leaving to the wretched cultivators a bare « The Town Child and the Country Child.

conduct, the authorship is evidently fixed upon subsistence, and the satisfaction of knowing Child of the country! free as air

a lady, and it is equally clear that she must that, however luxuriant the harvest may be, Art thou, and as the sunshine fair;

have resided for a considerable time in the East, the pleasure of labour is all the reward they Born, like the lily, where the dew

and mixed with the best society there. To en- must expect. Their honourable masters are Lies odorous when the day is new; Fed 'mid the May-flowers like the bee,

hance the interest of the story, there are a se- permitted to come with a strong body of troops, Nursed to sweet music on the knee,

ries of adventures more resembling facts than and with fire and sword sweep the produce Lull'd in the breast to that glad tune Which winds make 'mong the woods of June;

fictions, and several scenes from what is called of the harvest into the royal treasury, taking I sing of thee;-'tis sweet to sing

“ up the country,” into which somewhat more care always to reserve an equal share for themof such a fair and gladsome thing.

of the romantic is thrown, though, perhaps, selves in private, as a reward for their trouble Child of the town! for thee I sigh: A gilded roof's thy golden sky,

founded on the same realities with the rest of and risk. O Meer Sing had before assisted A carpet is thy dais ed sod,

the narrative. The pictures of the voyage out, the zeemindars; now it was their turn to ren. A narrow street thy boundless road,

&c. are faithful, and possess the peculiar merit der him the same service. The pursuing party Thy rushing deer's the clattering tramp of watchmen, thy best light's a lamp,

of exhibiting the impressions and the proceed were by this means denied sleep or rest ; even

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food could be taken but by snatches; and, cummerbund bound his waist, set in fine and favourite elephant!' • What are the lives of worn out with fatigue, and hopeless of suc- nicely-arranged folds, and firmly drawn as if low caste men, to the king's pleasure ?' 'Slaves cess, Melville resolved to present himself at for walking or riding; below it appeared a who would be much honoured by dying under the court of Lucknow, and demand the inter- gold-linked waistband, from which his tulwar the feet of an animal who had borne the ruler ference of the Company's resident. He was hung suspended. His turban, white as the of the destinies of men ! Even those whom now out of the Company's provinces, and in drifted snow, was also, by its ample folds, his presence of mind had rescued from instant a land where every man keeps his own by the beautifully crossed and re-crossed over each death, with true native servility shouted, strength of his arm, and ploughs his field with other, - a good defence against the rays of the Seize him! seize him! cut off his ears and his target on his back and his tulwar at his sun or the blows of a sabre, as occasion might his nose ! off with his head for his presump. side, and is sometimes called upon to use both, require. In his ears he wore gold ear-rings, tion!' But this man, who seemed as active in the defence of the bullocks in his plough. and round his neck a massy broad gold collar, as he was resolute, ran through the opening It is a well-known fact that, under native go- studded with large polished projecting knobs; the elephant had caused in the crowd, and vernments, where thieves can commonly afford on his wrists he wore bangles of the same crossed the road which bounded the plain, to buy protection at a higher rate than better metal, and his fingers were covered with rings; where a black horse stood picketed under a men, the eyes of power wink at the dirty his shoes, with their long pointed curling toes, tree. A native, who watched the approach of sources from which the bright gold flows; were plainer than beseemed the rest of his his master, undid the heel ropes while he and that whole villages exist, whose inhabitants dress, being merely yellow morocco, with a leaped into his saddle. His foremost pursuer are of the caste of thieves, whose fathers and little silver embroidery on the front of the just got up with him, as he mounted his well. grandfathers were thieves before them, and foot, and indicated that he had not come on trained steed. • Seize 0 Meer Sing !' shouted whose children will be thieves after them; the ground in a palanquin. His chudder was the muscular chokeydar, as he ran with his and, provided they do not practise their trade thrown over his' left shoulder, much in the target on his left arm, and brandished his tul. too near home, and never fail in their assess way of a Highland plaid, and, contrary to war with the other. Seize him whose name ments, no notice is taken : so that in such common custom, light enough to leave both makes men's hearts to tremble, and get the circumstances Melville experienced more ob- his arms at liberty. His age Major Melville price which is set upon his head, and a great struction than assistance from the people he thought might be about two. or three-and-name to fill the world !' But the redoubtable was amongst, who seemed to have a natural thirty; and, accustomed as he was to see grace- O Meer Sing, for it was indeed he, lost no abhorrence of all power supported by legal ful and dignified carriage amongst natives, he time in useless parley; he turned round, raised authority, and a kind of fellow-feeling with thought he had never remarked it in a greater himself in his stirrups, discharged his second one who had carried off a government trea- degree than in this man. He stood with his pistol with as sure aim as he had done the first, sure.”

arms folded over his bosom, and his head a and laid his adversary flat on the grass. The Major Melville goes to see an elephant- little drawn back, looking intently upon the horse seemed to share the spirit and feeling of fight :

combat before him; his black eye from time to the rider; he snorted at the well-known sound “ The plain without the lists seemed one time flashed fire as he observed the successful of the pistol, and, skimming the earth like a dense mass of human creatures, all anxiously blows, but no muscle of his finely-formed coun- swallow, was out of sight in an instant, even watching the movements of two huge male tenance moved ; and while it was evident that before his unmounted pursuers could make a elephants, who drew near in opposite direc- the spirit within felt strongly, the outward second effort. tions; and the combatants were led into the man remained as immovable as if he had been “ Many of his own people had mixed with årena. In an instant the whole plain was in carved in marble. His features, high and the crowd, and ran anxiously forward as if to motion, as if the spectators, by moving an regular, were well calculated to express all assist in his capture, which in fact they ob. inch, could see better; and turbans undulated, strong passions; his coal-black hair, musta- structed by intercepting the pursuers and in. and shawls streamed, while the rays of the sun chios, and short beard, had a slight turn in creasing the commotion. O Meer Sing took flashed back from the gold and silver caparisons the points, which might be natural or the the way to the river, where a twelve-oared of elephants and horses, or glittered upon the effect of careful keeping, as there was not a boat lay in readiness, her hands resting on jewels and sumptuous tulwars of their riders. single hair out of place in either, while the their oars. His horse, as if perfectly acquaintThe elephants were introduced at opposite sides ruddy glow which mantled through his dark ed with what was expected of him, leaped in, of the enclosure, and the openings by which cheek shewed he was accustomed to air and his rider still in his saddle; the boatmen pulled they entered securely closed after them. A exercise. When the defeated elephant turned, their oars, they flashed in the air, and notwithclamour of exultation rose over the plain, in- he cast a glance upon Melville, but without standing the deep and rapid stream, the vessel, termixed with the shrill neighing of the horses. moving his head, and when he fled his nostrils under their skilful guidance, shot quickly to The combatants for a few minutes stood face dilated with scorn. Flushed with conquest, the opposite side, where two or three armed to face, eyeing each other with every symptom the triumphant victor followed, and his trunk horsemen waited its approach; and it had no of rising anger, which all their reputed wisdom repeated the blows, until the vanquished, sorely sooner gained the shore, than the horse, with was ineffectual to repress; then, rearing their pressed and perfectly furious, effected a breach one bound as before, leaped on the bank, and trunks with a curve high over their heads, ran in the barrier, and rushed through the assembled continued his rapid route." furiously at each other, uttering roars of rage, multitude, crushing under foot and trampling The offender is proscribed, and a price set which caused all the horses in the field to rear to death every one in his way. Melville's on his head :-his future perils and escapes, and curvet to the imminent danger of their horse became perfectly unmanageable, reared, and the catastrophe, fill the third volume, and riders. The furious elephants came together and, spinning round on his hind legs, tried all form an exceedingly interesting and characterfull shock, with a noise which shook the ground in his power to dislodge his rider; but Mel. istic tale, which we recommend to all the lovers like thunder, and renewed their hideous roar- ville kept his seat; and the native, who had of the extraordinary; though, we believe, in ing; they charged again and again ; their blows watched his movements, seized the bridle with this instance, it is hardly an over-charged pic. might be heard in alternate succession, like the a practised hand, and with a jerk brought the ture of a fierce Pindaree chief and his brave and strokes of a sledge-hammer, until, after what horse to the ground, advising Melville, in lawless band of followers. his majesty pronounced to be a very good battle, Hindostanee, to lose not a moment in effecting the heaviest elephant seemed evidently giving his escape from danger; an advice with which The Annirersary; or, Poetry and Prose for way, exhausted by his own exertions; his ad- he was well disposed to comply, but his refrac- 1829. Edited by Allan Cunningham. pp. versary saw his advantage, and struck him tory animal, in his efforts to turn him, frantic 320. London, J. Sharpe. such a blow with his trunk, that, mad with with fear, bolted forward and fell, throwing Of the largest size of the Annuals, in this repain, he turned and fled. Melville, though his rider just in the path which the infuriated spect resembling the Keepsake, our copy of the deeply interested in the fate of the noble ani- elephant was taking. The native who had be- Anniversary has reached us too late in the mals before him, could not help being from fore assisted him made a spring in the same week to admit of analysis. We must, however, time to time attracted by the manners and direction, and, drawing a pistol from his cum- observe, that it is indeed a lieautiful volume, appearance of a native who stood by him, and berbund, which had been concealed by his combining a degree of neatness and elegance who also seemed to survey him with more chudder, took a steady aim at the eye of the in all its details, with the more striking efforts interest than the native apathy usually per- exasperated elephant, and lodged the contents of the graphic art. mits. His dress at once shewed that he was in his brain. He fell with a groan, and ex- Owing to the same cause, the period at which a Hindoo of high caste. It was altogether pired ; while his destroyer replaced his pistol we received it, we have confined our extracts white, and of very fine materials. Melville in his belt, and disappeared.

from the Amulet to prose ; and for the sake of remarked that, notwithstanding the heat of " A hundred voices exclaimed together, variety, we shall select only specimens of the weather, his jacket was quilted ; a large • Seize the man who dared to kill the king's poetry from the Anniversary ; though, Going

to the Races, by Miss Mitford ; the Honeycomb and Bitter Gourd, a Scottish tale; the Three Questions (the legend of a dreamer, who comes to London and obtains a fortune, which has contemporaneously figured in two other of the Annuals); Paddy Kelleher and his Pig, an excellent Irish story ; the Cameronian Preacher's Tale, by J. Hogg ; and another of the same Covenanting class_a Tale of the Times of the Martyrs, extremely well told by the celebrated and Rev. Edward Irving, would at any earlier hour tempt us into quotation.

Edderline's Dream, by Professor Wilson, is a fine poem ; and we regret that we can only give the most exquisite description of her sleep :h Castle-Oban is lost in the darkness of night,

For the moon is swept from the starless heaven,
And the latest line of lowering light
That lingered on the stormy even,
A dim-seen line, half cloud, half wave,
Hath sunk into the weltering grave.
Castle-Oban is dark without and within,
And downwards to the fearful din,
Where Ocean with his thunder shocks
Stuns the green foundation rocks,
Through the grim abyss that mocks his eye,
Oft hath the eerie watchman sent
A shuddering look, a shivering sigh,
From the edge of the howling baitlement !
Therein is a lonesome room,
Undisturbed as some old tomb
That, built within a forest glen,
Far from feet of living men,
And sheltered by its black pine-trees
From sound of rivers, lochs, and seas,
Flings back its arched gateway tall,
At times to some great funeral !
Noiseless as a central cell
In the bosom of a mountain
Where the fairy people dwell,
By the cold and sunless fountain !
Breathless as a holy shrine,
When the voice of psalms is shed !
And there upon her stately bed,
While her raven locks recline
O'er an arm more pure than snow,
Motionless beneath her head,
And through her large fair eyelids shine
Shadowy dreams that come and go,
By too deep bliss disquieted,--
There sleeps in love and beauty's glow,
The high-born Lady Edderline.
Lo! the lamp's wan fitful light,
Glide,--gliding round the golden rim !
Restored to life, now glancing bright,
Now just expiring, faint and dinn?
Like a spirit loath to die,
Contending with its destiny.
All dark ! a momentary veil
Is o'er the sleeper ! now a pale
Uncertain beauty glimmers faint,
And now the calm face of the saint
With every feature reappears,
Celestial in unconscious tears!
Another gleam! how sweet the while,
Those pictured faces on the wall,
Through the midnight silence smile!
Shades of fair ones, in the aisle
Vaulted the castle cliffs below,
To nothing mouldered, one and all,
Ages long ago!
From her pillow, as if driven
By an unseen demon's hand
Disturbing the repose of heaven,
Hath fallen her head! The long black hair,
From the fillet's silken band
In dishevelled masses riven,
Is steaming downwards to the floor.
Is the last convulsion o'er?
And will that length of glorious tresses,
So laden with the soul's distresses,
By those fair hands in morning light,
Above those eyelids opening bright,
Be braided nevermore!
No, the lady is not dead,
Though tlung thus wildly o'er her bed ;
Like a wretched corse upon the shore,
That lies until the morning brings
Searchings, and shrieks, and sorrowings;
Or, haply, to all eyes unknown,
Is borne away without a groan,
On a chance plank, 'mid joyful cries
of birds that pierce the sunny skies
With seaward dash, or in calm bands
Parading o'er the silvery sands,
Or mid the lovely flush of shells,
Pausing to burnish crest or wing.
No fading footmark see that tells
Of that poor unremembered thing!

0 dreadful is the world of dreams,
When all that world a chaos seems
Of thoughts so fixed before !
When heaven's own face is tinged with blood !
And friends cross o'er our solitude,
Now friends of our's no more!
Or, dearer to our hearts than ever,
Keep stretching forth, with vain endeavour,
Their pale and palsied hands,
To clasp us phantoms, as we go
Along the void like drifting snow,
To far-off nameless lands!
Yet all the while we know not why,
Nor where those dismal regions lie,
Half hoping that a curse so deep
And wild can only be in sleep',
And that some overpowering scream
Will break the fetters of the dream,
And let us back to waking life,
Filled though it be with care and strife;
Since there at least the wretch can know
The meanings on the face of woe,
Assured that no mock shower is shed
Of tears upon the real dead,
Or that his bliss, indeed, is bliss,
When bending o'er the death-like cheek
Of one who scarcely seems alive,
At every cold but breathing kiss,
He hears a saving angel speak-
• Thy love will yet revive !'”
A Farewell to the Year, by Mr. Lockhart,
from the Spanish of Luis Baylon, is highly
poetical and touching.
· Hark, friends, it strikes : the year's last hour:

A solemn sound to hear:
Come, fill the cup, and let us pour

Our blessing on the parting year.
The years that were, the dim, the gray,

Receive this night, with choral hymn,
A sister shade as lost as they,

And soon to be as gray and dim.
Fill high : she brought us both of weal and wo,
And nearer lies the land to which we go.
On, on, in one unwearied round

Old Time pursues his way:
Groves bud and blossom, and the ground

Expects in peace her yellow prey:
The oak's broad leaf, the rose's bloom,

Together fall, together lie;
And undistinguished in the tomb,

Howe'er they lived, are all that die.
Gold, beauty, knightly sword, and royal crown,
To the same sleep go shorn and withered down.
How short the rapid months appear

Since round this board we met
To welcome in the infant year,

Whose star hath now for ever set!
Alas, as round this board I look,

I think on more than I behold,
For glossy curls in gladness shook

That night, that now are damp and cold.
For us no more those lovely eyes shall shine,
Peace to her slumbers ! drown your tears in wine.
Thank Heaven, no seer unblest am I,

Before the time to tell,
When moons as brief once more go by,

For whom this cup again shall swell.
The hoary mower strides apace,

Nor crops alone the ripened ear;
And we may miss the merriest face

Among us, 'gainst another year.
Whoe'er survive, be kind as we have been,
And think of friends that sleep beneath the green.
Nay, droop not: being is not breath;

'Tis fate that friends must part,
But God will bless in life, in death,

The noble soul, the gentle heart.
So deeds be just and words be true,

We need not shrink from Nature's rule;
The tomb, so dark to mortal view,

Is heaven's own blessed vestibule;
And solemn, but not sad, this cup should flow,
Though nearer lies the land to which we go.'

To the Virgin, by the same, is also a sweet composition ; but, if our memory does not fail us, he has rendered that theme still higher justice before, in his admirable Spanish Bal. lads. We like the pathos and simplicity of the Wedding Wake, by G. Darley, so well, that, in spite of its melancholy, we must yield it a place. “ Dead Beauty's cye is beamless all,

Its glance is dull as hail;
The snow that on her check might fall

Were nothing half so pale.
Her lip-O God! her sullen lip,

So brightly raised erewhile;
No sweet thought curls its hollowed tip,

Not even a marble sinile !
See, maidens! see, to hide its charms,

Cross'd on her neck of pearl ;
Se how she lays her lily arms,

The chaste, the careful giri!

Why stand ye tearless by my side?

Where is sweet Pity gone?
Pity o'eswept herself, and died

The day her life was done.
Like a dark stream, her raven hair

Wanders adown her brow;
Look how the weetless, reckless air

Moves its dead tresses now!
Where is her unworn bridal trim ?

Hark! who is he that sighs?
Stand forth, slight boy !-let none but him

Close up her pallid eyes.
I smile to see him plight his truth

In her unlistening car;
Stain not, o deeply-bending youth!

Her sweet cheek with a tear.
Pillow her in her bridal tire,

Her sandals at her feet ;
No other dress doth she require,

Than a cold winding-sheet.
Coffin her or, and on the pall

Lay one white virgin plume;
As lone, as still, as spotless all,

She shall lie in the tomb.
We'll carry her o'er the churchyard green,

Down by the willow trees;
We'll bury her by herself, between

Two sister cypresses.
Flowers of the sweetest, saddest hue

Shall deck her lowly bed;
Rosemary at her feet we'll strew,

And violets at her head.
The pale rose, the dim azure bell,

And that lamenting flower,
With Ai! Ai! its eternal knell,

Shall ever-bloom her bower-
Her cypress bower; whose shade beneath,

Passionless, she shall lie:
To rest so calm, so sweet in death,

'Twere no great ill to die !
Ye four fair maids, the fairest ye,

Be ye the flower strewers !
Ye four bright youths, the bearers be,

Ye were her fondest wooers !
To church ! to church! ungallant youth,

Carry your willing bride!
So pale he looks, 'twere well, in sooth,

He should lie by her side!
The bed is laid, the toll is done,

The ready priest doth stand;
Come, let the flowers be strown! be strown

Strike up, ye bridal band !
Forbear, forbear that cruel jest;

Be this the funeral song:
Farewell, the loveliest and the best

That ever died so young!" And now to conclude, we take a stirring theme from the pen of the worthy and universally esteemed Editor, whose preface promises to rally more friends about him next year, and whose character makes every distin guished literary person his friend.

The Sea King's Death-Song.
" I'll launch my gallant bark no more,

Nor smile to see how gay
Its pennon dances, as we bound

Along the watery way;
The wave I walk on's mine-the god

I worship is the breeze;
My rudder is my magic rod

of rule, on isles and seas:
Blow, blow, ye winds, for lordly France,

Or shores of swarthy Spain;
Blow where ye list, of earth I'm lord,

When monarch of the main.
When last upon the surge I rode,

A strong wind on me shot,
And tossed me as I toss my plume,

In battle fierce and hot;
Three days and nights no sun I saw,

Nor gentle star nor moon;
Three foot of foam flashed o'er my decks,

1 sang to see it--soon
The wind fell mute, forth shone the sun,

Broad dimpling smiled the brine;
I leap'd on Ireland's shore, and made

Half of her riches mine.
The wild hawk wets her yellow foot

In blood of serf and king;
Deep bites the brand, sharp smites the axe,

And helm and cuirass ring;
The foam flies from the charger's flanks,

Like wreaths of winter's snow;
Spears shiver, and the bright shafts start

In thousands from the bow-
Strike up, strike up, my minstrels all,

Use tongue and tuneful chord-
Be mute !-My music is the clang

Of cleaving axe and sword.
Cursed be the Norseman who puts trust

In mortar and in stone ;

Where lead shall never reach;

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retrenchment; but it is not so unnatural, I am | Empress Josephine, then Madame Buonaparte, Or makes on earth his throne; My monarch throne's the willing wave,

not naturally ostentatious, although once care determined to laugh at him a little. One evenThat bears me to the beach ;

less, and expensive because careless; and my ing when she received company, she selected My sepulchre's the deep sea surge,

most extravagant passions have pretty well him as her partner at whist. He was unlucky, My death-song is the howling wind,

subsided, as it is time that they should on the and they were beaten several rubbers in sucThat bends my quivering mast,

very verge of thirty-five. I always looked to cession ; his partner saying every time, I am Bid England's maidens join the song, I there made orphans last.

about thirty as the barrier of any real or fierce grieved, count, to see you lose so much; but Mourn, all ye hawks of heaven, for me,

delight in the passions, and determined to work another day you will be more fortunate ;' with Oft, oft, by frith and flood,

them out in the younger ore and better veins many other phrases which pierced him to the I called ye forth to feast on kings ;

of the mine ; and I flatter myself, that, per- heart, as he was persuaded that the wife of the Who now shall give ye food? Mourn, too, thou deep-devouring sea,

haps, I have pretty well done so, and now the first consul must play enormously high. MaFor of earth's proudest lords

dross is coming, and I loves lucre ; for we must dame Buonaparte committed error after error, We served thee oft a sumptuous feast

love something; at least, if I have not quite which tripled the misfortune of the unhappy With our sharp shining swords ; Mourn, midnight, mourn, no more thou'lt hear

worked out the others, it is not for want of man; and the perspiration rolled down his Armed thousands shout my name,

labouring hard to do so. But, perhaps I de- face in large drops. At length this eternal Nor see me rushing, red wet shod, w Through cities doomed to flame.

ceive myself. At any rate, then, I have a party ended ; and the trembling ambassador, My race is run, my flight is flown;

passion the more; and, thus, a feeling. How- in a low tone of voice, asked how much he had And, like the cagle free,

ever, it is not for myself ; but I should like, to pay. Nothing, count,' answered Madame That soars into the cloud and dies,

God willing, to leave something to my relatives Buonaparte ; and that explains to you the I leave my life on sea. To man I yield not ; spear nor sword

more than a mere name ; and besides that, to philosophy with which I have supported our Ne'er harmed me in their ire,

be able to do good to others to a greater extent. reverses. At these words the count's visage Vain on me Europe shower'd her shafts,

If nothing else will do, I must try bread and brightened ; and he seemed quite happy at And Asia poured her fire. Nor wound nor scar my body bears,

water, which, by the way, are very nourishing being quit of his fear. Yet this man had an My lip made never moan, and sufficient, it good of their kind.

income of two hundred thousand livres !” And Odin bold, who gave me life,

“ NOEL Byron.'' “ The attachment of M. de Talleyrand to Now comes and takes his own.

Madame Grandt, who, though as handsome as Light! light there! let me get one look,Yon is the golden sky,

Mémoires sur Josephine, fc. Colburn. an angel, was utterly incapable of entertaining With all its glorious lights, and there

We subjoin some further passages from this the least notion of the superiority of the man My subject sea flows by: Around me all my comrades stand,

exceedingly.lively and amusing volume. There whom she had, however, contrived to charm, Who oft have trod with me

is not much arrangement in the original; there astonished every body. Some one asked M. de On prince's necks, a joy that's flown, is not any in our extracts.

Talleyrand how he could talk to so empty a And never more may be. Now put my helmet on my head,

“ The Empress Josephine was present at St. person. 'It rests me,' was the answer." My bright sword in my hand,

Cloud, with the emperor, at the performance “ There are many people in the world who That I may die as I have lived,

of the Zingari in fiera by Paësiello, who was have a reputation which they do not deserve. In arihs and high command."

in the box with their majesties. A superb air Among these is the Dúc de Laval, who has the Did we say, we would quote no prose ? ' We by Cimarosa had been introduced into it. character of being a perfect fool. It is reported must, in the most direct and short manner Napoleon, passionately fond of Italian music, of him that on one occasion he talked of having possible, break our word !

which he was very desirous of bringing into received an anonymous letter, signed by all the Lord Bljron.We cannot resist the temp- fashion, was in ecstasies at every piece, and officers of his regiment; that on another, he tation of illustrating our plate and our poetry paid Paësiello compliments, which were the ordered ottomans to be placed in the four corwith the following characteristic letter from more flattering, as the mouth from which they ners of his octagon: saloon, &c. &c. Madame Lord Byron, dated Genoa 1823, and addressed proceeded was seldom prodigal of such speeches. de Montesson, however, who was very capable to one of his best and wisest friends. It is an At length, when the air by Cimarosa was of judging of the talents of her acquaintance, answer to a letter advising economy and re- played, the emperor turned round, and taking denied that M. de Laval was so weak; and trenchment. Its peculiar humour cannot be Paisiello by the hand, exclaimed: • By my related several good things which he had said. mistaken; the poet's resolution to become faith, my friend, the man who has composed He was in the habit of visiting her eyery day; parsimonious was but a pleasant theory, for in that air, may proclaim himself the greatest but on one occasion he told her that he should practice he spent a fair fortune. **** This composer in Europe. It is Cimarosa's,' not be there the next morning. She was very is merely a line of advice to your honour, to feebly articulated Paësiello. I am sorry for much surprised, therefore, the next morning, get me out of the tremulous funds of these it; but I cannot recall what I have said.' To to see him enter as usual. “You told me that oscillatory times. There will be a war some- atone in some degree for the chagrin of which you would not come to day.” “Mon Dieu ! I where, no doubt; and wherever it may be, he had been the cause, the emperor, who es- was in fact overwhelmed with business, and the funds will be affected more or less ; so teemed Paësiellos's talents, and was personally I did not expect to see you ; but what could I pray get us out of them with all proper ex- attached to him, sent him next day a handsome do? My horses bring me here as instinctively pedition. It has been the burthen of my song present.

as those of a devotee take her to church to you these three years and better, and about “When above fifty years of age, Madame When he arrived in England, on his emigraas useful as wiser counsels. With regard to Visconti preserved the remains of extreme tion from France, he called on several of the Chancery, appeals, arbitrations, surveyings, beauty, and inspired the Prince of Wagram nobility, by whom he had been well received bills, fees, receipts, disbursements, copyrights, with so violent a passion, that he was anxious before the revolution. Almost all of them remanorial ditto, funds, land, &c. &c. &c., I shall to divorce her from her husband, and to marry turned this politeness; but among those who always be disposed to follow your more prac- her himself. The emperor opposed this pro- failed to do so was the Duke of D- who tised and practicable experience. I will econo-ject, and in order to deprive him for ever of did not even take the trouble of writing to a mise, and do, as I have partly proved to you the hope of seeing his wishes realised, nego- man whom he supposed poor. Some time afterby my surplus revenue of 1822, which almost tiated for his favourite a marriage with the wards, they met ac Lord Cholmondeley's. The equals the ditto of the United States of Ame- Princess of Bavaria. A few weeks after the master of the house asked M. de Laval to join rica, in proportion, (vide President's report to celebration of these nuptials, M. Visconti died. a party at whist, with the Duke of DCongress); and do you second my parsimony . What a pity it was so late!' exclaimed, in Probably,' observed his grace, ' M. de Laval by judicious disbursements of what is requisite, despair, his disconsolate widow."

will not be inclined to do so when he is told and a moderate liquidation. Also make an in- “ M. de G. so well known by his want of that we play very high.' 'I beg your pardon,' vestment of any spare monies as may render some wit,, his pretensions, his success with certain replied M. de Laval, I play from one guinea usance to the owner ; because, however little, females, and his large fortune, was also remark- to one hundred a point; and it is on that

every little makes a meikle,' as we of the north able for a determined squint. At a time when account that I am surprised you have not resay, with more reason than rhyme. I hope that every body was in suspense in consequence of turned my visit.?.” you have all receipts, &c. &c. &c., and acknow- the vacillating conduct of the French govern- " When Napoleon was a lieutenant of arti). ledgments of monies paid in liquidation of debts, ment, M. de G. approached M. de Talleyrand, lery, he was under great obligations to a Mato prevent extortion and hinder the fellows and said to him, “Well, prince, how do affairs dame de Chat- Having nothing to live on from coming twice, of which they would be go on?' "As you see.

but his pay, he was subject to great privations, capable, particularly as my absence would lend “ The reputation for avarice of M. de Co- and was frequently destitute of the commonest them a pretext. You will, perhaps, wonder at bentzel, the second ambassador of that name at necessaries. Madame de Chat, who was ten. this recent and furious fit of accumulation and Paris, was so decidedly established, that the derly attached to him, invented a thousand

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ways of supplying him with what he needed. thing of great importance in Holland, as the I have not learnt his happiness from himself : She offered him an apartment in her house, herrings are sent from that country to all parts but then he has so many orders to give—80 and persuaded him, that by accepting it, he of the world) was disposed of in his absence. many congratulations to receive ! Ladies, here, would render her a service, as the furniture He came just as the bargain had been con- as elsewhere, there must be a fête, to celebrate was spoiling for want of being aired. She told cluded ; and received the apologies of the pur- the accomplishment of so many wishes. I will him that she could not bear to eat alone ; and chasers for his having been left out of the give you a ball. As the apartments are not that if her society did not annoy him too much, transaction. • Oh! it is of no consequence, large, I will have the guard-room floored ; for she would be delighted to benefit by his neigh- gentlemen ; another time you will not do so, the whole town of Evreux will be anxious to bourhood, in having some one to partake her I am sure. Without losing a moment, he come and rejoice with us; and, under such cirmeals. In a word, she rendered him many and some of his clerks went to all the coopers, cumstances, I cannot assemble too many perimportant services. Some time after Buona- and bought every barrel that could be obtained. sons. Make your preparations, M. Pierlot ; parte's elevation she was totally ruined. She The herrings beginning to arrive, the persons send for one of my full dresses ; for on this wrote to him several times, requesting some who had purchased the fishery began to look occasion I will not receive my company in means of repairing her circumstances, but re- for barrels to pack them in, but were every dishabille. As for you, gentlemen, I require you ceived no answer. Learning that there was where told that M. Portalès had secured and to wear your state costume. I have added noto be a ball to celebrate the marriage of the paid for them all. Boat after boat entering thing to what Josephine said. The only dif. emperor's adopted daughter, and imagining the harbour, and not knowing what to do with ference is, that these phrases were not prothat he might on such a day be in a better the immense quantity of herrings that were nounced consecutively. The agreeable counhumour than usual, she strained every nerve discharged upon the quays, they were at length tenance of her majesty was frank and open to obtain admission, hoping to have an oppor. compelled to apply to the monopoliser of bar- while she spoke. It was impossible to doubt tunity of presenting a petition and speaking to rels. M. Portalès made cent per cent of his that the joy which she expressed was real. the emperor ; for it occurred to her that some bargain, the particulars of which he used af- Never, in my opinion, did she more distinctly secret enemy had prevented her letters from terwards to relate with great glee, and he was shew how deserving she was of the high con. reaching him, as she could not conceive it never again forgotten in any similar affair." dition to which she had attained. The next possible that so many benefits were forgotten. The following account of the manner in day the viceroy (Eugène Beauharnois) arHaving placed herself in the gallery of Diana, which the Empress Josephine received the rived; and gave us all the particulars we as his majesty was passing, with a trembling news of her rival's having given Napoleon a could desire.

The viceroy assured hand she presented to him the paper on which son, shews that she was possessed of great mag- Josephine that the emperor said to him, when her future fate depended. The emperor looked nanimity; or, if the good-natured world will he took leave, you are going to see your steadfastly at her, his countenance darkened, not allow her credit for that, at least of great mother, Eugène ; tell her that I am sure she and with a stern voice he exclaimed, “By what self-command.

will rejoice more than any one, at my happichance are you in my house?' The unhappy “ All the household (of Josephine at Na- ness. I would have written to her ere this, woman heard no more; she fainted, and was varre) were invited to dine with the Mayor of had I not been absorbed by the pleasure of carried out. It is said, that the next day she Evreux, and went accordingly ; leaving, as looking at my son. I tear myself from him received the brevet of a pension of 1200 francs. usual, Madame d'Asberg with her majesty, only for the performance of indispensable duties. But even if so, ought she to have been made whom she never quitted. In the midst of a This evening I will discharge the most pleasing to purchase so dearly that which was in reality magnificent feast, we saw an agent of the pre- of all; I will write to Josephine.' In fact, at only the payment of a debt of gratitude ?” fecture enter, with a letter for the mayor. eleven o'clock, just as we were about to take

" On the restoration of the Bourbons, with This man's visage sparkled, and he exclaimed tea, we heard a great bustle in the ante-chamthe exception of the dresses, nothing was at the door, the King of Rome is born! It bers; and presently the folding-doors of the changed at the Tuileries. There were the was on the 20th of March, 1811.' I cannot gallery in which was her majesty, were sudsame persons in the same places. This gave describe the effect of these words on the denly thrown open by the usher, who exrise to a bon-mot on the part of the Prince de guests, who, rising precipitately, crowded claimed, from the emperor! A young page, Léon, who had not held any office under the round the bearer of this great news, and of a pleasing countenance, but who seemed emperor. Meeting in the king's saloon Prince questioned him all at once respecting the harassed with fatigue, appeared. I believe it Berthier, the latter began talking to him about event, and the sensation which it had pro- was M. de Saint Hilaire. The empress recogtheir mutual devotion to the royal family. duced in Paris. While the mayor ran to nised him, although it was two years since she "There is, however, a great difference between give the orders which he 'had received, M. had seen him. To give him time to recover us,' observed M. de Léon ; ' you are attached, Portales directed the carriages to be imme- himself, she put several questions to him with as cats are, to the house, and '1, as dogs are, tó diately prepared, that we might return in. that gracious air which pervaded every thing the person of the master.'

stantly to Navarre, whither the prefect had she did. This young man, the bearer of a “On the formation of her household, the sent à courier.

* Little knowing letter in the hand-writing of the emperor, was Empress Josephine requested of Napoleon that Josephine's greatness of soul, her entire abro- so afraid of losing it, that he had thrust it into Madame de Nansouty (the wife of General de gation of self, her absolute_devotion to the the bottom of his side-pocket; and it was with Nansouty) might be appointed one of the ladies happiness of the emperor, I faneied that a some difficulty that he found it. The em, of the bed-chamber. Her husband is too little of the woman must still remain in her, press, perceiving his embarrassment, continued poor,' was the emperor's answer. Sire, you and that she would bitterly regret not to converse with him on matters personal to have pronounced his eulogy. There was no- being the mother of this infant, so warmly himself ; and to testify to him the interest thing to prevent his enriching himself in Ha- welcomed by a whole nation. judged like which she had taken in the fate of his uncle, nover ; but he did not do so. “ So much the a frivolous and superficial person, accustomed who was killed in Spain.. At last the letter worse for him; I sent him thither for that only to the important concerns of a ball-room. was presented : her majesty retired with the purpose. I will have about me only such per- On arriving at the palace, I learnt the true viceroy to read it, and to reply to it; sons as may render my court splendid by their character of her who had so long been the having given orders to prepare supper for M. style and expense.' ”

cherished companion of her sovereign, fre- de Saint Hilaire, whom she wished to retain '“ Louis the Eighteenth used to say, that quently his adviser, and always his friend. until the next day, that he might rest himself ; punctuality is the politeness of kings. "A pen-in stepping from the carriage, my notions but he replied that he must set off as soon as dant to this remark was the just and well- underwent a complete change. I saw such he had received her majesty's answer. expressed observation of Madame de Souza, satisfaction on every countenance, that it was In half an hour the empress returned to the that cleanliness is the elegance of the poor." easy for me to guess what were the empress's saloon : her eyes were red, and the viceroy

“ M. Portalès, who was born at Neufchâtel, sentiments. Would any one have dared to seemed to have been much agitated. We did in Switzerland, 'of parents who were in very smile if she were sad ? Scarcely had we en- not dare inquire the contents of the letter, indifferent circumstances, became, by his in- tered the saloon, before her majesty inquired Josephine guessing our curiosity, was so good dustry and good conduct, one of the greatest if any details of the event had arrived. • I as to satisfy it ; and told us that she was going merchants on the continent. Before the revo- regret,' she exclaimed every moment, being to read us that which had affected her so lution, it was his usage to attend regularly the so far from Paris. At Malmaison I should deeply. She first shewed us the page on which large commercial sales at Amsterdam. When have had news so quickly. I am rejoiced to about eight or ten lines were written. In one any event accidentally retarded his arrival, it see that the painful sacrifice which I made for place there were a great many blots. I do not was customary to wait a day or two for him. France has been beneficial, and that her futu- exactly recollect the commencement; but the On one occasion, however, it happened that rity is secure. How happy must the emperor last sentence of the letter was, word for word, as the entire produce of the herring-fishery (a) be! The only thing that grieves me is, that follows: "This infant, jointly with our Eugène,

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