In Frontenac, Mr. Street has made the attempt to add a human and romantic interest to the rude but magnificent nature which he depicts. The scene is laid partly in Canada, and partly in the territory of the Iroquois confederacy, at the end of the seventeenth century, when the Count de Frontenac was Governor General of Canada under the king of France. The romance is embroidered upon the events of the Count's military expedition against the savages who were under the rule of an Atotarho, or Federal Chief of the Five Nations. The fictitious part of the story is full of interest, though the discovery that the Chief. whose ferocity and deeds of blood sink all other real or imaginary horrors of Indian cruelty into insignificance, is the disguised daughter of Count Frontenac by a squaw, must be pronounced an extravagance beyond the lawful range of poetic license. Otherwise, the story is well constructed and vividly The prevailing rhythm is the eight syllable narrative verse, whose fatal facility is so alluring to rhymers; but Mr. Street has diversified it by various other species of verse, and this he has done, we think, with judgment. The poet, here too, indulges his old habit of overwrought description and superfluous epithet. We are tasked and ex hausted by the perpetual strain after physical splendors. Epithets also are repeated, until our nerves become painfully sensitive to their recurrence, like the everlasting tick of a clock in a sleepless night. It is amazing how many things slant. Light slants, spears slant, trees slant, brinks are tree-slanted, banks slant, squirrels slant, all nature slants. A great many more things shimmer than ought to do so. This is a very dangerous verb. We were once addicted to it. In the mythical period of our youth we wrote a Sonnet, and described the moon, or something of that sort, as shimmering. Not content with gazing in rapture upon the scene ourselves, we were impatient that others should share the pleasure. The Sonnet was printed, but the unlucky moon skimmered; the Sonnet was copied into other literary journals and our orb of night went skimmering through the country, for a whole month. It was a relief when that moon waned and shimmer has been an eye-sore ever since. But to return. Slim is too often used, when used at all; but Mr. Street applies it to beams of light as well as to tangible bodies, as "radiance slim," "the heron slim," and so on. The epithet usual, a most unpoetical word, is terribly frequent. The abbrevia tions of vulgar speech are forever offending us, such as He'd, He'll, She'll, She'd. Awkward constructions and careless lines are quite too frequent. For example, "Now falling to again be caught." "Plunged me, the beast! in sleepless plight." . "Spoke the batteauman, giving o'er In a Soldier's Song, we have "Comrades! who's afraid of dying?" In another place, "A crimson hatchet in his cling." How unpoetical the participle in this line! "The bass with silver streaks supplied;" and ungrammatical the following doubly past participle; "Over the glade the ladened bee." If the following line were ever read aloud, there would be an unpleasant ambiguity: "The bear-skinned Prophet next him frowned." We doubt the genuineness of the comparison in the speech of an Indian Chief: "We-an-dah languished, like a toad in stone; and in the same speech, the poor savage should not have been libelled by attributing to him the vulgarism, "For the Fox learned We-an-dah to be wise." There is a good deal of Indian lore scattered over this poem. Sometimes the display of it is pedantic. Onondaga phraseology should be as sparingly indulged in as Latin and Greek. A more temperate use of tomahawks would also have been commendable. One would suppose the normal condition and chief end of man was to scalp or be scalped, so horribly frequent is the whipping off of the top of the head throughout the poem. "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown," says the great poet; he might have added, with the favorite figure of crasis, had he been Mr. Street or an Iroquois, "still more uneasy lies the head that does'nt." We have touched freely on Mr. Street's defective execution. He does not appear to have disciplined himself in the principles of art, in their application to literary composition, or to have subjected his writings to the rigid censorship of criticism. He must not allow himself to be misled into this negligence by any degree of popular applause. Works marked by such defects can never take a permanent and classical place in the literature of the country. Retrenchment, severe pruning, must be applied. He has the poetic insight, a copious vocabulary, and constructive talent; but careful training is still wanting to his powers, in order that he may do them justice. We must repeat the opinion, that Mr. Street has the poetical gift, the feeling, and the materials of poetry, in no common degree. There are, in Frontenac, admirable lines, and occasionally even whole descriptions, that are free from blemish. He has a vigilant eye for picturesque contrasts, and often sets forth the scenes of human passion from the background of external nature, with great effect. After what has been said, it is but fair to quote a passage of some length. The following lines, marred only by two or three tasteless expressions, present a sweet picture, doubly so in the contrast it forms with the scenes of violence that follow it. "Upon a narrow grassy glade, Where thickets stood in grouping shade, Flashed out like spangles large and bright. 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