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inn, eats and is insolent, and applauds persons of the good old school, who himself openly, and asks “what's to go decently in their one horse-chaise pay?" with an air that signifies his to see a friend in the country, or take opinion that while he pays, he may do their ease in their inn jocundly, but what he pleases. Having got drunk with discretion. It is pleasant to see with brandy and water, the coachman them in these sultry evenings, jogging advises him to go inside the coach in back to town, at a quiet trot of five going home. There he commits some miles an hour. I think I can tell by impertinence, is checked, gets worse, their looks that they say their prayers, and is kicked. He grumbles some and pay their bills regularly. Peace thing about the law, but does nothing, be with all such. and so concludes his day of pleasuriny.
These I have sketched are the St. Giles's, London, June 12, 1835. moderns—there are also plenty of
THE SONG OF NIGHT.
FROM THE GERMAN.
As once in boyhood David slept on Bethlehem's palmy height,
June 10, 1835.
ANSTER'S TRANSLATION OF FAUST.
The connection of this visible with an various forms wbich, in different couninvisible system of things, as it is one of tries and at different times, it has asthe most awful, so is it one of the most sumed. No minute inquiry of this kind interesting subjects of human contem- is here intended : it may, however, be plation. In every country and age, the observed, that in those countries where existence of intelligent beings—inhabit- Philosophy had already busied herself ants of some unseen world, yet holding about the great question of moral evil, mysterious intercourse with the tenants and the connexion between virtue and of this dim spot-has formed a part of happiness—vice and misery was thethe creed even of the rudest and most oretically understood--men's concepilliterate. Fancy has exhausted herself tion of the Adversary represented him in devising the shapes and occupations more evidently as using sin for the great of unencumbered spirits, and kindled in instrument of assailing the happiness love or shrunk in fear from the images of mankind, and while its prevalence of beauty or of terror thus fashioned readily suggested the power of the in her own secret chambers, and after being who wielded it so as in some models which seem like the relics cases to produce an awe almost apof some past existence. From the proaching to worship, this was unWord of iruth is known the occasion mingled with anything like familiarity of all this busy toil, and the true ori or affection. With our barbarous anginal of those half-effaced forms cestors of the North the case was difwhich man's fallen spirit makes such ferent. Of the miseries and hardships bewildering efforts to regain. The of our fallen race they had indeed their angels of Light and the angels of Dark- fair share, and on the Enemy, when acness engaged in a fearful conflict, on quainted with his existence, they were which man's eternal destiny depends, not slow in charging them: but their and in which he, too, has bis side to connexion with moral evil was little choose, and must choose, these con- thought of by these rude men; so that stitute the two real classes under which one great element of measuring the may be ranged all those lovely or power, and of moving their own hatred fearful creations of the mind in its of the evil one was wanting. By deever-repeated and ever-baffled, while grees he came to be thought of as unaided, efforts to exhibit their dim mischievous rather than wicked-a ideas still lingering within.
doubtful and dangerous, rather than a When the general diffusion of Chris- hateful object. tianity had made public the secrets of Poetry — whose business is with the spiritual world, this mass of truth truth, as it exists in the Faucy, on its mingling with the fantastic matter of passage from Sense to Reason, when popular superstition easily amalgamated stripped of its gross material clothing, with what were, in fact, only imper. and not yet spiritualized, so moulding fect representations of its own forms: it that it may affect the Intellect through but, while it modified these vanities, our emotions, as in the hands of Phi. itself underwent various modifications. losophy it does through our reasoning Truth was run into the mould of opi- faculties — Poetry, as might be ernions already existing, and took their pected, soon availed herself of the shape while it altered their character. popular conceptions of the fallen ArchThe existence of One evil spirit, mighty angel; and, adapting by her magic in power and terrible in hate—the power, this creature of opinion to the sublimest, perhaps, of all conceptions, passions of men and the laws by which save that of God himself—was among those passions affect the mind, brought the most important of these secrets; it in all the startling reality of truth and it would be curious to trace the before that part of man's nature of
* Faustus, a Dramatic Mystery; the Bride of Corinth; the First Walpurgis Night. Translated from the German of Göethe, and illustrated with Notes, by John Anster, LL.D. Crown 8vo. pp. 491. London, 1835.
which truth, in its reality, is the proper poet. Under this character he is exhiobject. That this, as well as every bited in the noble poem before us; other manifestation of truth, has been and the wayward bearing, and grim and attended with beneficial effects, can- grotesque buffoonery of the Northern not, we think, be doubted; and we not Demon are used by the poet for the only agree with Mr. Anster that it is purpose of this exhibition. To this too late to inquire whether the fallen his northern country may have inclined angel be a fitiing subject for poetry; him, the difficulty of exhibiting sin as but we do think it never ought to have such, without passion, was got over, been matter of question at all.
by using as the representative of its On the genius of the poet-on the author the creature whom popular su. circumstances of the time and country perstition had learned to regard without in which he lives, must depend the moral hatred—and the creed of the mode in which he will exhibit charac- poet, which, as to moral distinctions, ters whose exhibition is required in seem to have been of the laxçst, offered the exercise of his art. That the pre- at least no difficulty. sent age is preeminent in knowledge The story selected for the display is the boast of its philosophers--that it of this wonderful Being, and in which is an age of light without love is the he is introduced as using his passioncomplaint of its divines. Each views less and boundless craft to effect the the progress of intellect with different degradation of human nature,* in one feelings, but both are agreed as to its of its most exalted forms, is the old progress. That the divine should trace nursery tale of Faustus; and all the in the empire of intellect—we speak, wild and strange mysteries in which the of course, of mere intellect—the work Philosophy of the dark ages wrapped of man's Enemy, is but natural; and, so her scanty store of truths, perplexing far as the philosopher admits that po- the mind with that “darkness visible” pular system of religion which repre- of half-conjectured reason veiled in sents this world as a world "lying in the grotesque absurdity, are employed with Wicked One,” to form a proper ma consummate art to aid and give effect chinery for poetry, so far he must to the display ; while the light thus admit the propriety of attributing to poured upon these darkling elements
, the poetic god of this world the sway is, with harmonious order, proportioned of his favourite principle; while his to the intelligence of ordinary minds admiration of the principle itself must by a power and variety of rhythmical incline him to view with favour any expression altogether unrivalled. striking exhibition of its mighty work The drama opens with a scene in ings. It is, we believe, Lord Shaftesbury Heaven, and the Hymn of the Archwho has observed, with no less truth angels is a strain of such magnificence than elegance, that true wisdom comes as half to justify the poet's boldness. more from the heart than the head: but Knowledge, as distinct from this wisdom, and unregulated by it, is an engine of tremendous efficacy, and a
The sun, as in the ancient days, sublime object of contemplation. A 'Mong sister stars in rival song, Being, then, all but omniscient, yet with. His destined path observes-obeys, out heart, is a proper subject for poetry; And still in thunder rolls along : and, as the Enemy of mankind is such a New strength and full beatitude being, the exhibition of him under this The angels gather from his sight, character is what the circumstances of Mysterious all-yet all is good, our time might well suggest to a great All fair as at the birth of light!
According to Güethe's philosophy, the happiness of the Spirits of Light appears to consist in the enjoyment of Truth and Beauty, to which they have correspondent desires. The Spirits of Darkness have no such desires, and, consequently, no such happiness--but, as it would seem, po uneasiness in its absence. Man's mind lies between the two, having the desires without the adequate objects. From this want arises his error and misery. His attainable perfection consists in the acquisition of the objects, his degradation in the extinction of the desires: nothing further!
In this dialogue there is much that Swift, unimaginably swift,
is offensive to a Christian's feelings, Soft spins the earth, and glories bright and the rather that the hint of the Of mid-day Eden change and shift dialogue itself is probably taken from To shades of deep and spectral night. Scripture. On this bead' Mr. Anster The vexed sea foams--waves leap and has very naturally and with great inge
nuity, though we think vainly, endeaAnd chide the rocks with insult hoarse,
voured to justify his author, for his And wave and rock are hurried on,
argument at least goes the length of And suns and stars in endless course.
justification. Admitting, and we are not MICHAEL
prepared to deny it, that the introduce And winds with winds mad war maintain, tion of the Supreme Being is as justiFrom sea to land, from land to sea;
fiable as that of the Adversary, and And heave round earth, a living chain
that the exhibition of his daring and Of interwoven agency.
rebellious spirit unrestrained even by Guides of the bursting thunder-peal,
the Highest Presence is too essential a Fast lightnings flash with deadly ray,
part of his character to be omitted ; While, Lord, with 'Thee thy servants feel still, what the offence mainly consistsin Calm effluence of abiding day.
is, the misrepresentation of the real relation between God and the Evil
One, and in the sentiments which He, New strength and full beatitude
who cannot behold sin with allowance, The angels gather from thy sight; is made to express towards its author. Mysterious all, yet all is good,
In the way of excuse of his author, All fair as at the birth of light.
and in justification of the making this
scene a part of bis own translation, Our first acquaintance with this no- Mr. Anster is more successful; we wish ble passage, was in the Fragments from that we could find room for his arguFaust, published in the posthumous ment, but we feel that we have already works of the late Byshe Shelley—but detained our readers too long from the spirited as is the version of Shelley, poem itself. and spite of the prejudices of a first In the dialogue already noticed, love, we think that Mr. Anster has Faustus has been delivered over into surpassed him. The poetry is indeed the Dæmon's power for a season. The to be found in Shelley, and it is poetry next scene exhibits him in his closet powerfully expressed, but this expres- wearied of intellectual pursuits, and of sion is the result of great effort, the vanity and vexation of spirit and bears the mark of being so; it which wait on them; feeling those wants the magic sweetness and melody boundless desires to which faith alone of Mr. Anster's numbers ; the combi
our sphere, give even an ideal nation of which, with the sublimity object, and without that faith to rest and rapid succession of the thoughts, on ; in this state he has turned to the appeared to Shelley unattainable, but forbidden arts of magic, and summons which, to judge from the multiplied dis. the unseen dwellers of the air to his play of it in the volume before us, seems assistance. The changes which come in Mr. Anster the result of a power of over the spirit of the restless child of adapting the harmony of words to that clay, and the effects of the mysterious of the thoughts which they express, presence of his unearthly visitants, with a truth almost approaching to the are expressed in powerful and original natural concord between the harmony poetry. This awful converse is interof thoughts and that of the emotions rupted by the entrance of a pupil, and to which they give birth ; this power Faustus thereby recalled to earthly does not, we think, exist to the same cares, resumes his desponding thoughts extent in any other living poet, and as at first. The shifting of his attennothing but the publication of the tion to each of the objects about him, present work could have convinced us
the eagerness with which he follows for that it had not died with Coleridge. a while the train of feelings which
The Hymn is followed by a dialogue they suggest, and the disgust with between the Supreme Being and Me, which he turns from them one after phistopheles the demon of the drama. another, are displayed with matchless
art; at last his eye rests upon a phial Shine with a glow of welcoming; of deadly poison.
Calm at my feet the glorious mirror lies,
And tempts to far-off shores, with smiles I grasp thee_faithful friend art thou : from other skies ! Already do I feel the strife That preyed upon my powers of life
The goblet into which he is about Calmed into peace; and now--and now to pour the poison, recalls a variety The swell, that troubled the clear spring of domestic associations—having dwelt Of my vext spirit ebbs away ;
on these for a while Outspread like ocean, Life and Day
Oh, those deep sounds, those voices rich and heavenly !
Hymn continued.-Chorus of Women.
Mong aloes and myrrh ;
Laid their dead Master bere !
We left him in fear-
Chorus of Angels.
Sorrow no longer;
But he was the stronger.
Love, submission, self-denial
Marked the purifying trial ;