Callcott, thy bright transparent touch A poet and a painter too. Recline we now with Reinagle: Beechey and Bone, good ancients here, Have merit in their separate sphere: Nor must Ward's talent be forgot, Or Rossi, or R. Westmacott, Whose 'Houseless Strangers,' 'Cupid,' 'Psyche,' With admiration e'er must strike ye. Tho' last, not least, where praise is just, Chantrey is perfect in a bust‡ In the purchase of the Angerstein pictures by Commissioners for the National Gallery, I perceive, by report, the three well-known paintings by Fuseli, from Milton, which formed part of the collection, have been omitted: how is this to be accounted for? The exquisite statue of Eve, in the Exhibition of 1822. Allowing Mr. Chantrey the highest credit for his busts, many of which are exquisite in every particular, I cannot help thinking he has been much overpraised, and I shall continue to think so until I Or single figure, but 'tis strange To classic groups he should not change. Point out the noble road to fame; Nor think a figure or a head Will ever gain thee more than bread." see some more splendid effort of his genius than a single figure or a bust. It is the composition of a noble group that displays the superlative mind and talent of the sculptor. Look at the Elgin Marbles, view the Frieze of the Parthenon, and say if any single figure in the world, not excepting the Venus and Apollo, could have ennobled the artist in the same degree, and at the same distance of time. THE RETORT COURTEOUS. A VERY eminent surgeon of the metropolis was called suddenly a few days ago to visit a person in St. James's-square, London. When he arrived in the square, he found that his carriage could not be driven up to the house, in consequence of a heap of stones lying in the way: irritated at the circumstance, he leaned out of the window, and with a volley of oaths asked an Irish labourer, who stood near, why those stones were not removed? "Where can I move 'em too?"-"Move them any where-move them to h-."-" I think (rejoined Paddy) they'd be more out of your honour's way if I mov'd 'em to heaven." ON THE ST. CATHERINE'S DOCK MEETING AT SURE to succeed, When next we plead— My heart's as light as a feather: Our Chairman Took, Our Lawyer Took, And our scheme Took-Hall together. AN ORIGINAL SUBSCRIBER: Herald. AN OPEN HAND. (From "Life, Smooth and Rough as it runs.") THE other day, says Ned to Joe- "I own," says Joe, "that to the poor "Your hand is open, to be sure— Examiner. CURIOUS FACT. In the great catalogue of the British Museum Library, many of the books are classed according to the subjects upon which they treat. Against the head "Rebellion," there appears this notice (only)" vide Hibernia." Times. SKETCHES AT BOW-STREET.-No. XXVIII. AMONG the watch-house disorderlies brought before Sir Richard Birnie, were Messrs. Peter O'Rafferty and Andrew Sinnot, a couple of fullbodied Irish shoe-makers. They were charged by Dennis Regan, an Irish watchman, who deposed that he found them at two o'clock that same morning in St. Martin's-lane "bothering the cause, and bating each other mightily." Mr. Peter O'Rafferty undertook to be spokesman for the defence, and in so doing, he manifested a singular facility at " bothering the cause." -"Sure enough, your Worship," said he, "its all very true, we disagreed about a bit of a disagrievance between us, and went about to settle it upon the street, of coorse; but the indifference of the consequence is nothing to the purpose, for we didn't think of offending nobody-past, present, or future, in the notion at all, letting alone our two selves may be; which is as much as to say, please your Worship, here we are as good friends as ever, and likely to continuethe beer and the ould one permitting.' But that says nothing at all of coorse; and, if I might be allowed to express my opinion upon the point in consequence, I should say there isn't much the matter nor wasn't-barrin the watchman's duty, and that we obeyed in all points, like honest men and good shoemakers; but if he has anything indifferent to bring forrut, upon the cause, that's another point, of coorse, answer it in any shape." and I am ready to Mr. Andrew Sinnot was so satisfied with Mr. Peter O'Rafferty's oratory, that he did not think it necessary to say anything; and, as Mr. Dennis Regan had nothing further to say in aggravation, they were both discharged upon payment of their fees; Mr. Peter O'Rafferty observing to his friend as they left the room, "By my soul! Andrew, but there's two pots a-piece, and the baccah, the less for it this day, of coorse-bad luck to it!" Herald. C TRUE WIT. TRUE wit is like the brilliant stone Dug from Golconda's mine; Which boasts two various powers in one To cut as well as shine. Genius, like that, if polish'd right, With the same gifts abounds; Appears at once both keen and bright, And sparkles while it wounds. Globe and Traveller. |