I have stated my free opinion, nor has he thence, conld impart a little of his gentility to his mus sustained any injury: what scavenger was ever ordinate scribblers. I hear that Mr. Jerainchen soiled by being pelted with mud? It may be is about to take up the cudgels for his Metal said that I quit England because I have censured Lord Carlisle: I hope not, he was one of the there “persons of honour and wit about town;" few who, in the very short intercourse I bal but I ain coming back again, and their vengeance with him, treated me with kindness when a te will keep hot till my return. Those who know and whatever he may say or do, "pour on, 1 me can testify that my motives for leaving Eng will endure.". I have nothing further to all land are very different from fears, literary or save a general note of thanksgiving to readen, personal; those who do not, may one day be purchasers, and publisher; and, in the words convinced. Since the publication of this thing, Scott, I wish my name has not been concealed; I have been

To all and each a fair good night, mostly in London, ready to answer for my transgressions, and in daily expectation of sundry

And rosy dreams and slumbers light. cartels : but, alas! “The age of chivalry is over," or, in the vulgar tongue, there is no spirit nowa-days.

There is a youth yclept Hewson Clarke, (sub- The following Lines were written by Mr. Par audi, Esq.) a sizer of Emanuel College, and I gerald in a Copy of English Bardo and bratai believe a denizen of Berwick upon Tweed, whom Reviewers I have introduced in these pages to much better company than he has been accustomed to meet : I find Lord Byron scorns my musehe is, notwithstanding, a very sad dog, and, for

Our fates are ill agreed ! no reason that I can discover, except a personal

His verse is safe-I can't abuse quarrel with a bear, kept by me at Cambridge

Those lines I never read. to sit for a fellowship, and whom the jealousy of his Trinity-cotemporaries prevented from snccess, has been abusing me, and, what is worse, the defencelese innocent above mentioned, in Lord Byron accidentally met with the Copy, al the Satirist, for one year and some months. I subjoined the following pungent Reply am utterly unconscious of having given him any provocation; indeed I am guiltless of having What's writ on me, cried Fitz, I never made heard his name, till it was coupled with the What's wrote by thee, dear Fitz, none will iadesi Satirist. He has therefore no reason to complain, The case stands simply thus, then, bonest Fite-> and I dare say that, like Sir Fretful Plagiary, Thou and thine enemies are fairly qnits, he is rather pleased than otherwise. I have now Or rather would be, if, for time to come, mentioned all who have done me the honour to They luckily were deaf, or thou wert dualnotice me and mine, that is, my Bear and my But, to their pens while scribblers add there Book, except the Editor of the Satirist, who, it

tongues, seems, is a gentlemar, God wot! I'wish'he The waiter only can escape their lungs.

NOTES TO THE CURSE OF MINERVA. “When Venus half avenged Minerre'a sbow The queen of night asserts her silent reign. His lordship's name, and that of one who

(p. 605. Jonger bears it, are carved conspicuously on the The twilight in Greeee is much shorter than Parthenon above; in a part noi far distastar in our country; the days in winter are longer, the torn remnants of the basso-relievas, destroyed but in summer of less daration.

in a vain attempt to remove them. These Cecrops placed-thin Pericles adorn'd

Athene, no! the plunderer was a Scal! In

The plaster wall on the west side of the rest

[p. 605. This is spoken of the city in general, and not scription, cat in very deep characters:

ple of 'Minerva Polias bears the following in of the Acropolis in particular. The temple of Jupiter Olympius, by some sapposed the Pan

Quod non fecerunt Goti, theon, was finished by Hadrian: sixteen columns

Hoc fecerunt Scoti. are standing, of the most beautiful marble and #tyle of architecture.

And own himself an infent of fourscore. Th' insulted wall sustains his hated name. Mr. West, on seeing "the Elgin collect in

(p. 605. (I suppose we shall hear of the Abersbawy w It is related by a late oriental traveller, that Jack Shephard's collection nest), declared kit when the wholesale spoliator visited Athens, he self a mere tyro in art. caused his own name, with that of his wife, to be inscribed on a pillar of one of the principal temples. This inscription was executed in a

And marvel at his lordship'o stone-shop there very conspicuous manner, and deeply engraved in the marble, at a very considerable elevation.

Poor Crib was sadly pozzled when exhibited Notwithstanding which precautions, some person shop " he was right—it is a shop.

at Elginhouse. He asked if it was dat "a start (doubtless inspired by the patron-goddess) has been at the pains to get himself raised np to the requisite height, and has obliterated the name Some calm spectator, as he takes his vies of the laird, but left that of the lady untouched. The traveller in question accompanied this story “Alas! all the monuments of Roman Baniiby a remark, that it must have cost some labour cence, all the remains of Grecian taste, so eru and

contrivance to get at the place, and could to the artist, the historian, the antiquars, al only have been effected by much zeal and de- / depend on the will of an arbitrary sovereiro termination.

and that will in influenced too aften by interest 1 vanity, by a nephew or a sycophant. Is a That nose, the hook where he suspends the ew palace to be erected (at Rome) for an up


(p. 612. art family? the Coliseum is stripped to fur- “Naso suspendit adunco."—HORACE. ish materials. Does a foreign minister wish to lorn the bleak walls of a northern castle with The Roman applies it to one who merely was atiques? the temples of Theseus or Minerva imperious to his acquaintance. ust be dismantled, and the works of Paidias or 'raxiteles be torn from the shattered frieze. There Chateaubriand forme new books of hat a decrepid uncle, wrapped up in the reli


(p. 615. lous duties of his age and station, should listen Vicomte Chateaubriand, who has not forgot

the suggestions of an interested nephew, is ten the author in the minister, received a hand. itoral : and that an oriental despot should un- some compliment at Verona from a literary 80rvalue the masterpieces of Grecian art, is to vereign : "Ah! Monsieur C-, are you related ; expected; though in both cases the conse- to that Chateanbriand who-who-why has writuences of such weakness are much to be la- ten something?" (ecrit quelque chose.) It is said lented. But that the minister of a nation, famed that the author of Atala repented him for a ir its knowledge of the language, and its vener- moment of his legitimacy. tion for the monuments of ancient Greece, hould have been the prompter and the instruent of these destructions, is almost incredible. och rapacity is a crime against all ages and 1. generations: it deprives the past of the tro- NOTES TO THE VISION OF JUDGbies of their genius and the title-deeds of their

MENT. me; the present, of the strongest inducements | exertion, the noblest exhibitions that curioty can contemplate ; the future, of the master

Reviewing "the ungentle craft.and then. ieces of art, the models of imitation.

(p. 625. St. 98. sard against the repetition of such depredations

See “Life of Henry Kirke White." the wish of every man of genius, the duty of fery man in power, and the common interest

Like King Alfonso ! (p. 625. St. 101. I every civilized nation." EUSTACE's Classical

King Alfonso, speaking of the Ptolomean syg. our through Italy.

tem, said, that had he been consulted at the "This attempt to transplant the temple of creation of the world, he would have spared the esta from Italy to England, inay perhaps do Maker some absurdities." onour to the late Lord Bristol's patriotism or his magnificence; but it cannot be considered

Like lightning, off from his "melodious twang: i an indication of either taste or judgment." Ibid.

(p. 625. St. 102.

See Aubrey's account of the apparition which "Blest paper-credit " who shall dare to sing ?

disappeared “with a curious perfume and a me(p. 607.

lodious twang; " or see the Antiquary, vol 1. Blest paper-credit, last and best supply, That Tende corruption lighter wings to fly.




NOTES TO THE AGE OF BRONZE. Written after swimming from Sestos to Abydos.

(p. 633. To form, like Guesclin's dust, her talisman.

On the 3d of May, 1810, while the Salsette

(p. 609. (Captain Bathurst) was lying in the Dardanelles, Guesclin died during the siege of a city; it Lieutenant Ekenhead of that frigate and the irrendered, and the keys were bronght and writer of these rhymes swam from the European id upon his bier, so that the place might shore to the Asiatic-by-the-bye, from Abydog "pear rendered to his ashes.

to Sestos would have been more correct. "The whole distance from the place whence we start.

ed to our landing on the other side, including Hear! hear! Prometheus from his rock appeal. the length we were carried by the current, was

(p. 610. computed by those on board the frigate at upI refer the reader to the first address of Pro- wards of four English miles; though the actual etheus in Æschylus, when he is left alone by breadth is barely one. The rapidity of the curs attendants, and before the arrival of the rent is such that no boat can row directly across, horus of Sea-nymphs.

and it may in some measure be estimated from

the circuinstance of the whole distance being Revive the cry—“lago! and close Spain!" accomplished by one of the parties in an hour

[p. 611. and tive, and by the other in an hour and ten “St. lago! and close Spain!" the old Spanish minutes. The water was extremely cold from ar-cry.

the melting of the mountain-snows. About three

weeks before, in April, we had made an attempt, The knife of Arragon, Toledo's steel.

but having ridden all the way from the Troad

(p. 611. The Arragonians are peculiarly dextrous in the same morning, and the water being of an e use of this weapon, and displayed it parti- the completion till the frigate anchored below

icy chillness, we found it necessary to postpo larly in former French wars.

the castles, when we swam the straits, as just

stated; entering a considerable way above the My good old man, whose world was all within. European, and landing below the Asiatic fort.

(p. 612. Chevalier says that a young Jew swam the same The famous old man of Verona. See CLAUDIAN. distance for his mistress; and Oliver mentions

it having been done by a Neapolitan; but our Many an old woman, but no Catherine. [p. 612. consul, Tarragona, remembered neither of these The dexterity of Catherine extricated "Peter circumstances, and tried to dissuade us from the alled the Great by courtesy) when surrounded attempt. A number of the Salsette's crew were the Mussulmans on the banks of the river Pruth, I known to bave accomplished a greater distance; [p. 633.

and the only thing that surprised me was, that, character has been drawn in the highest colors as doubts had been entertained of the truth of by Dryden, Pope, Prior, and Congreve. Leander's story, no traveller had ever endeavoured to ascertain its practicability.

By Death's unequal hand alike control d.


The hand of Death is said to be enjust, a Ζώη μου, σας αγαπώ

unequal, as Virgil was considerably older than Zoë mou, sas agapo, or Zun uov, oás cyarw, Tibullus, at his decease. a Romaic expression of tenderness : if I tranglate it I shall affront the gentlemen, as it may

To lead the band where god-like Falkland fa seem that I supposed they could not; and if I do not, I may affront the ladies. For fear of

Lucius Cary, Lord Viscount Falkland, tas

any misconstruction on the part of the latter I shall accomplished man of his age, was killed at the do so, begging pardon of the learned. It incang, battle of Newbury, charging in the ranks of land

My lite, I love you!" which sounds very pret-| Byron's regiment of cavalry.
tily in all languages, and is as much in fashion
in Greece at this day as, Juvenal tells us, the

To flee away and be at rest. two first words were amongst the Roman ladies, had wings like a dove, then would 1 fly away

Psalm 55, Verse 6.--"And I said, Oh ! that I whose erotic expressions were all hellenized.

and be at rest." This verse also constitetes a By all the token-flowers that tell. (p. 633. part of the most beautiful anthem in our language In the East (where ladies are not taught to write, lest they should scribble assignations) flowers, cinders, pebbles, convey the sentiments of the parties by that universal' deputy of Mer- EXTRACT FROM THE EDINBURGH cury- an old woman. A cinder says, “I burn

REVIEW, for thee;" a bunch of flowers tied with hair, “Take me and fly;" but a pebble declares

No. 22, FOR JNAUARY 1808. what nothing else can.

Hours of Idleness; a Series of Poems, eriginal Blessing him they served 60 well.

[p. 644.

and translated. By George Gordon, Lord Byra, “At Waterloo, one man was seen, whose left

a Minor. 8vo. pp. 200.– Newark, 1807. arm was shattered by a cannon-ball, to wrench it off with the other, and throwing it up in the class which neither gods nor

The poesy of this young Lord belongs to the air, exclaimed to his comrades, “Vive l'Empereur permit. Indeed, we do not recollect to have sexa

men are said to jusqu'à la mort." There were many other instances of the like: this you may, however, either direction from that exact standard. His

a quantity of verse with so few deviations is depend on as true." A private Letter from effusions are spread over a dead flat, and ca Brussels.

no more get above or below the level, that Turning rivers into blood. (p. 645. they were so much stagnant water. As an a See Rev. chap. vuur, verse 7-11. “The first tenuation of this offence, the noble authors angel sounded, and there followed hail and fire peculiarly forward in pleading minority. W. mingled with blood. And the second angel sound- have it in the title-page, and on the very bark ed,

and as it were a great mountain burning of the volume; it follows his name like a favourwith fire was cast into the sea ; and the third ite part of his style. Much stress is laid apea part of the sea became blood.' And the third it in the preface, and the poems are connected angel sounded, and there fell a grcat star from with this general statement of his case, by marheaven, burning as it were a lamp; and it fell ticular dates, substantiating the age at whick upon a third part of the rivers, and upon the each was written. Now the law upon the point fountains of waters. And the name of the star is of minority we hold to be perfectly clear. It is called Wormwood : and the third part of the a plea available only to the defendant; » waters became wormwood; and many men died plaintiff can offer it as a supplementary ground of the waters, because they were made bitter."

of action. Thus, if any suit could be brenght

against Lord Byron, for the purpose of compelWhose realm refused thee even a tomb. (p. 645. ling him to put into court a certain quantity a Murat's remains

are said to have been torn poetry, and if judgment were given against bin, from the grave and burnt

it is highly probable that an exception wall be taken were he to deliver for poeiry the con tents of this volume. To this he might plead min wity; but, as he now makes volantary tender of the article, he hath no right to sue, on that

ground, for the price in good current prais, NOTES TO THE HOURS OF should the goods be unmarketable. This is ear IDLENESS.

view of the law on the point, and, we are sorry to

say, 80 will it be ruled. Perhaps, however, in Oscar of Alva.

(p. 656. reality, all that he tells us about his yoath is The catastrophe of this

tale was suggested by rather with a view to increase our wonder, the the story of “Jeronymo and Lorenzo, in the

to soften our censures. He possibly means to first volume of “The Armenian, or Ghost-Seer:* say, “See how a minor can write ! This porn it also bears some resemblance to a scene in was actually composed by a young

mas of the third act of Macbeth,

eighteen, and this by one of only sixteen !"-Bet alas! we all remember the poetry of Cowley al

ten, and Pope at twelve; and so far from bearThe pride of Princes, and the boast of song. ing, with any degree of surprise, that very poor

(p. 660. verses were written by a youth from his leasing Charles Sackville, Barl of Dorset, esteemed the school to his leaving college, inclusive, we really most accomplished man of his day, was alike believe this to be the most common of all accer distinguished in the voluptuous court of Charles rences ; that it happens in the life of aine mes II. and the gloomy one of William III. He be- in ten who are educated in England; and that the haved with great gallantry in the seafight tenth man writes better verse than Lord Byron with the Dutch, in 1665, on the day, previous to His other plea of privilege, onr auther rather which he composed his celebrated ‘song. His bringe forward in order to waive it. He certain

however, does allude frequently to his family Thus, we do not think Lord Byron was made ad ancestors - sometimes in notes ; and while for translating, during his non-age, Adrian's ving up his claim on the score of rank, he address to his soul, when Pope gucceeded so kes care to remember us of Dr. Johnson's say- indifferently in the attempt. If our readers, 1g, that when a nobleman appears as an author, however, are of another opinion, they inay is merit should be handsomely acknowledged. look at it. 1 truth, it is this consideration only, that inaces us to give Lord Byron's poems a place in

Ah! gentle, fleeting, wavering sprite, ur Review, beside our desire to counsel him,

Friend and associate of this clay! lat he do forthwith abandon poetry, and turn

To what unknown region borne, his talents, which are considerable, and his op

Wilt thou now wing thy distant flight? ortunities, which are great, to better account. No more with wonted humour gay, With this view, we must beg leave seriously

But pallid, cheerless, and forlorn. , assure him, that the mere rhyming of the nal syllable,' even when accompanied by the

However, be this as it may, we fear his transresence of a certain number of feet; nay, al-lations and imitations are great favourites with hougb (which does not always happen) those feet Lord Byron. We have

them of all kinds, from hould scan regularly, and have been all count- | Anacreon to Ossian; and viewing them as school d accurately, upon the fingers, - it is not the exercises, they may pass. Only, why print thein hole art of poetry. We would entreat him to after they have had their day and served their elieve, that a certain portion of liveliness, turn? As to his Ossianic poesy we are not very omewhat of fancy, is necessary to constitute a

good judges, being, in truth, so moderately skill oem, and that a poem in the present day, to

ed in that species of composition, that we should, e read, must contain at least one thought,' ei- in all probability, be criticising some bit of the her in a little degree different from the ideas genuine Macpherson itself, were we to express f former writers, or differently expressed. We our opinion of Lord Byron's rhapsodies. If, then, ut it to his candour, whether there is any thing the following beginning of a “song of Bards , o deserving the name of poetry in verses like is by his Lordship, we venture to object to it, he following, written in 1806 ; and whether, if as far as we can comprehend it. "What forin youth of eighteen could say any thing so un

rises on the roar of clouds, whose dark ghost nteresting to his ancestors, a youth of nineteen gleams on the red stream of tempesta ? His voice hould publish it.

rolls on the thunder ; 'tis Orla, the brown chief

of Oithona." After detaining this “brown chief" hades of heroes, farewell! your descendant, some time, the bards conclude by giving him departing

their advice to “ raise his fair locks; then to From the seat of his ancestors, bids you adieu! "gpread them on the arch of the rainbow;" and Ibroad, or at home, your remembrance imparting “to smile through the tears of the storm." Of

New courage, he'll think upon glory and you. this kind of thing there are no less than nine hough a tear dim his eye at this sad separation, pages ; and we can so far venture an opinion in "Tis nature, not fear, that excites his regret :

their favour, that they look very like Macpher'ar distant he goes, with the same emulation;

son; and we are positive they are pretty nearly The fame of his fathers he ne'er can forget.

as stupid and tiresome. 'hat fame, and that memory, still will he cherish, but they should use it as not abusing it;" and

It is a sort of privilege of poets to be egotists ; He vows that he ne'er will disgrace your particularly one who piques himself (thongh.in like you will he live, or like you will he perish; infant-bard," <("The artless Helicon I boast is When decay'd, may he mingle bis dust with youth ;")-should either not know, or should seem your own.

not to know, so much about his own ancestry, Now we positively do assert, that there is Besides a poem above cited, on the family-seat othing better than these stanzas in the whole of the Byrons, we have another of eleven pages, on om pass of the noble minor's volume.

the self-same subject, introduced with an apology, Lord Byron should also have a care of at-he certainly had no intention of inserting it, empting what the greatest poets have done be- but really " the particular request of somo pre him, for comparisons (as he must have had friends," etc. It concludes with five stanzas on ccasion to see at his writing-master's) are odious. himself, “the last and youngest of a noble line." -Gray's Ode on Eton College should really There is a good deal also about_his maternal jave kept out the ten hobbling stanzas “On a ancestors, in a poem on Lachin y Gair, a mounlistant view of the village and school of Harrow. tain were he spent part of his youth, and might

have learnt that pibroch is not a bagpipe, any Where fancy yet joys to retrace the resem

more than duet means a fiddle. blance of comrades, in friendship and mischief allied;

As the author has dedicated so large a part low welcome to me your ne'er fading reinem of his volame to immortalize his employments at brance,

school and college, we cannot possibly dismiss it Which rests in the bosom, though hope is denied. without presenting the reader with a specimen

of these ingenious effusions. In an ode with a In like manner, the exquisite lines of Mr. Greek motto, called Granta , we have the follogers “On a Tear," might have warned the lowing magnificent stanzas: loble author off those premises, and spared us 1 whole dozen such stanzas as the following: There, in apartments small and damp,

The candidate for college-prizes
Mild Charity's glow,

Sits poring by the midnight-lamp,
To us mortals below,

Goes late to bed, yet early rises.
Showg the soul from barbarity clear;
Compassion will melt

Who reads false quantities in Sele,
Where this virtue in felt,

Or puzzles o'er the deep triangle,
And ite dew is diffused in a Tear.

Deprived of many a wholesome meal,
The man doom d to sail,

In barbarous Latin doom'd to wrangle :
With the blast of the gale,
Through billows Atlantic to steer,

Renouncing every pleasing page
As he bends o'er the wave,

From authors of historic ise,
Which may soon be his grave,

Preferring to the letter'd sage
The green sparkles bright with a Tear

The square of the hypothenuse.


Still harmlegg 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 intrader inta the Which bring together the imprudent. groves of Parnassus; he never lived in a garret,

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

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

his publication; and, whether it succeede er tat, Even as a band of raw beginners;

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

pursuits hereafter," that he should again candes To such a set of croaking sinners.

cend to become an author. Therefore, le

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 ] Had heard these blockheads sing before him, off to have got so much from a man of this land To us his psalms had ne'er descended: station, who does not live in a garret, but “ba In furious mood he would have tore 'em! the sway" of Newstead Abbey: Again, we say,

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

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

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

how did he describe it?" Like a poulterer? Corrper's Dutch delineation of a wood drawn up and red, and blue he did not let us off for a

answered Sheridan ; "it was green, and yelles, like a seedsman's catalogue. I will submit to Mr. Bowles's own judginent a single feather."

. And just

such as this poulterer

account of a phenix, is Cowper's a stick picker's passage from another poem of Cowper's, to be compared with the same writer's Sylvan Sampler. detail of a wood, with all its petty minotie di In the lines to Mary,

this, that, and the other.

One more poetical instance of the power of art, Thy needles, once a shining store,

and even its superiority over nature, ia poetry, For my sake restless heretofore,

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

any thing in nature like this marble, excepting

My Mary, the Venus ? 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 best i stanza, and ask if these three lines about "nee- in no respect derived froin mature, por frea dler" are not worth all the boasted twaddling any association of moral exaltedress; for what about trees, so triumphantly re-quoted ? and yet is there in common with moral natare and the in fact what do they convey ? A homely collec- male minion of Adrian? The very execotien i tion of images and ideas associated with the not natural, but super-natural, or rather app darning of stockings, and the hemming 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 Bature and derty that they are eminently 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 RousThe trash of trees reminds me of a saying of tain, and a good poet can imbue 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. Ji 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 semethat amongst the writers of addresses was Whit- times to make a silken purse out of a sow'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. “Of that,"l“a good workman will not find fault with his tools. **

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