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pillow. In the morning her foot and bis ghastly death's head at the window ancle are red with blood, but a deluge into which it was thrown. has swept away every trace of stain “ Indeed, the scene was rendered more from the dewy grass. From this pc- appalling to weak and ignorant minds, rod Mordaunt is missed, and Minna because the same stormy and eddying is as distraught as her relative Norna. winds which, on the one side of the church, An enquiry for the lost youth is set on and had, in fact, heaped it up in huge

threatened to bury the ruins with sand, foot; and supposing that Norna nay quantities, so as 'almost to hide the sidebe able to furnish some clue to the wall of it's battresses, seemed bent on mystery, even the recluse Mertoun is uncovering the graves of those who had stirred to seek her at St. Ninian's been laid to their long rest on the sonthruined church. Of which place the eastern quarter; and, after an unusually description is truly in the style of the hard gale, the coffins and sometimes the author of Waverley

very corses, of those who had been in.

terred without the usual cearnients, were “ After the church of Saint Ninian's discovered, in a ghastly manner, to the had been denounced as a seat of idolatry, eyes of the living." and desecrated of course, the public worship was transferred to another church; Here Mertoun finds the Reim-kenand the roof, with it's lead and it's raf- nar employed on an unholy spell; takters, having been stripped from the little ing a portion of the sheeted lead from rude old Gothic building, it was left in the corpse of her great progenitor, Rithe wilderness to the mercy of the ele- bolt Troil, a hero of the 15th century, ments. The fury of the uncontrouled during which she sings a striking inwiods, which howled along an exposed cantation; and, in answer to his qnesspace of shifting sands, for the soil re- tions, he is mysteriously told to go to a sembled that which we have described at Jarlshoff, very soon choked up nave and certain spot at Kirkwall on the fifth aisle; and on the north-west side, which day of the Fair ; and when he "rewas chiefly exposed to the wind, hid the quires further proof to induce his obe, outside walls more than half way upwards dience, Norna whispers a word in his with mounds of drifted sand, over which ear, which produces an effect almost the gable-ends of the building, with the magical.- A sbift of the canvass relittle belfrey, which was built above it's stores us to the Troils, and we sce Dave, arose in ragged and shattered naked Magnus conducting his adored daughness of ruin.

ters to visit Norna at Fitful Head; “ Yet, deserted as it was, the Kirk of to obtain the restoration of Minna's Saint Ringan's still retained some sembiance of the ancient homage formerly stances, are replete with incident,

health. This journey, and it's circumrendered there. The rude and ignorant which our limits forbid us to detail, fishermen of Dunrossness observed a practice of which they themselves had well The singular abode of the Pythoncssis nigh forgot the origin, and from which the a picture by Salvator,—and discloses Protestant Clergy in vain endeavoured to one of the favourites of our author, an deter them.-When their boats were in ex. unseemly being, half goblin, half huz treme peril, it was common amongst them to propose to vow an awmous, as they

“As he spoke the door opened, and termed it, that is, an alms, to Saint Rin- displayed, to the alarm of Brenda, and gan; and when the danger was over, they the surprize of Minna herself, a sqnarenever failed to absolve themselves of their made dwarf, about four feet five inches row, by coming singly and secretly to the bigh, with a head of most portentous size, old church, and putting off their shoes and stockings at the entrance of the church- huge mouth, a tremendous nose, with

and features correspondent,---namely, a yard, walking thrice around the ruins, large black nostrils, which seemed to have observing that they did so in the course

slit upwards, blubber lips of an unconof the sun. Wben the circuit was accom

scionable size, and huge wall eyes, plished for the third time, the votary with which he leered, sneered, grinned, dropped his offering, usually a small and goggled on the Udaller as an old silver coin, through the mallions of a lanceolated window, which opened into a word. The young women could hardly

acquaintance, without uttering single side aisle, and then retired, avoiding persuade themselves that they did not see carefully to look behind him till he was be- before their eyes the very demon Trolld, yond the precincts which had once been who made such a distinguished figure in ballowed ground; for it was believed

Norna's legend.” that the skeleton of the saint received the offering in his body hand, and sliewed A scene of apparently magical in


cantation takes place; and the result they bring him sour wley,-no dispais that Minna is wonderfully restored; ragement to your brandy, fowie, which which, though not understood by her is excellent.-- You ask for meat, and friends, arises from an intimation that they bring you sour fish, that Satan might Mertoun is not slain, andfrom assur

choke upon,--Yon call your Labourers ances which afford hope to the discon- together and bid them work; it proves solate girl. Norna, however, will not St, Magnus's day, or Saint Ronan's day, suffer her visitors to profane her roof perhaps, they liave come over

or some infernal saint or other,-or else,

the bad by eating food or remaining during with the wrong foot foremost, or they the night, and they are driven forth have seen an owl, or a rabbit lias crossed to a cheerless journey homewards. them, or they have dreamed of a roasted Their adventures, in which Triptole- horse,--in short, nothing is to be done,--mus and Halcro again bear a part, are Give them a spade, and they work 448 entertaining, and forward the denoue- it it burned their fingers; but set them ment; and the lamentations of the for to dancing, and see when they will tire mer are ludicrously droll :

of flinging." « • Master Magnns Troil,' said Tripto

Another of Yellowley's griefsis elselemus, when a second cup had given him where laughably told in the disaster spirits to tell his tale of woe, I would of bis nine Bee hives. not have yon think that it is a little thing that disturbs me. I came of that grain

""Thrive!' replied Triptolemus ; 'they that takes a sair wind to shake it.-I thrive like every thing else in this counhave seen many a Martinmas and many a

try, and that is the backward way.' Whitsunday in my day, whilk are the times

" • Want of care, I suppose,' said peculiarly grevious to those of my craft,

Cleveland. and I could aye bide the bang; but

“'The contrary, sir, quite and clean think I am like to be dung ower a'thegi- the contrary,' replied the Factor; they ther in this damned country of your's,- died of, o'er mackle care, like Lucky Gude forgie me for swearing, --but evil Christie's chickens. I asked to see the communication corrupteth good manners. skeps, and cunning and joyful did the

Now, Heaven guide us,' said the fallow look who was to have taken care Udaller, what is the matter with the

of them, -- Had there been ony body man; Why, man, if you will put your

in charge but mysell ;' he said, 'ye plough into new land, you must look to miglit have seen the skeps, or whatever have it hank on a stone now and then you ca' them; but there wad hae been as You must set us an example of patience, mony solan-geese as flees in them, if it seeing you come here for our improve. had nae been for my four quarters; for I ment.'

watched them so closely, that I saw them “ • And the de'il was in my feet when I

a' creeping out at the little holes one did so,' said the Factor; • I had better sunny morning, and if I had not stopped have set myself to improve the cairn on

the leak'on the instant with a bit clay, the Clochnaban.'

de'il a bce, or flee, or whatever they are, « « But what is it, after all,' said the would have been left in the skeps, as ye Vdaller, that has befallen you !—what ca them!'-In a word, Sir, he had is it that you complain of?'

clagged up the lives, as if the pair things “ • of every thing that has chanced had had the pestilence, and my bees to me since I landed on this island, which were as dead as if they had been smeaked, I believe was accursed at the very crea

-and so ends my hope, generandi gloria tion,' said the agriculturist, and assign. mellis, as Virgilius hath it." ed as a fitting station for sornors, thieves, whores, I beg the ladies' pardon, witches,

The conclusion of certain consultabitches, and evil spirits.'

tions is, tbat all parties shall go to “ By my faith, a goodly catalogue,' said the fair of Kirkwall, and thither the Magnus; " and there has been the day, action is transported, Therę we find that if I had heard you give out the half Cleveland resolute to turn from his of it, I should have turned improver my- evil ways, and abandon his wicked self, and have tried to mend your manners associates ; but his destiny is shaped with a cudgel.' “« Bear with me,' said the Factor,

otherwise, by slight though uncon• Master Fowde, or Master Udaller, or

troalable events. A squabble with whatever else they may call you, and as

Snaelsfoot, whom he discovers selling you are strong be pitiful, and consider his property, causes him to be apprethe luckless lot of any inexperienced hended; but lie is rescued, and borne person who lights upon this earthly triumphantly aboard by his lawless Paradise of yours. He asks for drink, crew. The characters of these bloody

rubans are vigorously touched. They wants, and may sail, if her commander are with the frightened magistrates wills it, before the Halcyon frigate ca 4 kirkwall to have their vessel vic- intercept her voyage. But Cleveland tulled at Siromness, and immediately resolves to see the adored Miona once quit the coast. Cleveland is left more; and his Lieutenant, Bunce, bostage for the pirates, and Triptole- contrives a plot to carry both off, in nes is to be their security, but he the conviction that it will make all escapes as they carry him to the boat. concerned happy. This design fails, To remedy this, they seize a pinnace the boat's crew are killed or taken; catering the barbour, which happens and among the latter are Cleveland to be that in which the worthy and the Lieutenant. While this l'daller, his daughters, and Halcro, takes place on shore, the Pirate sloop are coming to the Fair. Their situa- is attacked at sea by the Halcyon tion is most precarious and painful; and captured, after an inellectual but Halcro, in Lieutenant Bunce, a attempt to blow up both ships. The frieod of Cleveland, recognizes an prisoners are all marched into Kirkold strolling acquaintance, and through wall, and Cleveland generally comhis means is put on shore with Minna miserated. Norna and the elder Merand Brenda, to treat for an exchange toun meet at the appointed spot; an between Magnus and the Pirate. eclaircissement ensues, and it is learut This, however, the magistrates deny; that he is the partner of her youthful and the latter, a prisoner in the ruined error; that Cleveland is the fruit of cathedral, is represented as musing their Norse union, and that Mordaunt, bitterley on his fate :

whom Norna had fancied to be her

son, and therefore so busied herself “ Here walked Cleveland, musing over with his destiny, is the son of Mertoun, the events of a mis-spent life, which it or rather Vaughan, by a Spanish seemed probable might be brought to a violent and shameful close, while he was Norna, or rather, of Ulla Troil.

wife; after the supposed decease of yet in the prime of youth. With these dead,' he said, looking on the pavement, In London the younger Vaughan • will I soon be numbered,--but no holy (Cleveland,) is pardoned on account man will speak a blessing,—no friendly of his humanity in saving some disband register an inscription, ---no proud tinguished persons in the power of descendant sculpture armorial bearings over the grave of the pirate Cleveland. the buccaneers,--and going abroad in My whiteuing bones will swing in the his country's service dies a glorious gibbet-irons on some wild beach, or

death His father retires to a foreign lonely cape, that will be esteemed fatal convent, and Norna in a few years and aceursed for my sake. The old dies. Brenda is happily united to mariner, as he passes the sound, will Mordaunt; and Minna enjoys a state shake his head, and tell of my name and of comparative happiness in fulfilling actions as a warning to his younger com- the purest duties of benevolence and redes.-But Minna! -Minna !--what will humanity, and in preparing for her be thy thoughts when the news reaches future Heaven, by appearing even thee? Would to God the tidings were drowned in the deepest whirpool betwixt the angels."

upon Earth

“ but a little lower than Kirkwall and Burg-Westra, ere they came to her ear!--and 0, wonld to

We have left small space to add our Heaven that we had never met, since we

comments. How much the Pirate bever can meet again.'

will be liked, in comparison with his “ He lifted up his eyes as he spake, þrethren from the same pen, will and Minna Troil stood before him!'"

depend on all those varieties of taste

which have preferred Waverley to Rob She bas heroically come to bid Roy: Kenilworth to Guy Mannering ; him farewell for ever, and to aid his old Mortality to Ivanhve, and so of all escape. Their interview is a fine one; the others. 'It will readily occur that bet Norna again appears mysteriously, Norna is a superior cast of Meg and relcases the captive, denouncing Merrilies; Triptolemus a variety of woes opon his head if he does not thc Dominie Sampson species; Nick relinquish Minna, and fly without Schrumpfer a goblin page; Minna a delay never to return again. To relative of Flora Mölvor; Cleveland favour this arrangement, the sloop is a sort of Geordie Robertson, and that expeditiously supplied with all she other resemblances betsay the game

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kindred origin. But Magnus, and but he brings them before us, speakHalcro, and Baby, and Snaelsfoot, ing the very language of their passions, and Jack Bunce, are now and vivid their hearts, and their inmost feelings. creations. The hand of a master is Whoever has read the Novels and prominent throughout; and in beauti- Tales by the Author of Waverley,-and ful reflections, noble landscapes, and who has not?-must bave observed, accurate delineations of character, that, in this particular, he is equalled the Pirate may well be bound up with by Fielding and Smollet alone : while, his admired precursors.

to the advautage of our more modern No expressions of our's can add author, it must be added, that his fame to it's celebrated Author, nor range has been infinitely more vaconvey an adequate idea of the gigan- ried and comprehensive; and tic, versatile, and prolific powers of would ask any reader of the scene this matchless Delineator of Nature, where the Rovers assemble in the and of the passions that inhabit the ward-room, to elect a new Captain human breast, as these are elicited or in the room of Goffe, if such men repressed by the various education, could speak a more appropriate and habits, circumstances, conditions, and characteristic language? This same professions of men. He seems to be remark, indeed, applies with almost equally au fait in pourtraying the equal force throughout, and more splendid and chivalrous heroes of the particularly, to the admirably-susCourt of Queen Elizabeth ; and in tained characters of the pedlar Snaelscatching “the manners living, as they foot and Mrs. Barbara Yellowley. rise" on the quarter deck, and gun Interspersed through these three voroom of a buccaneer's vessel;---in lumes our friends will also find much laying open, with all the graphic truly exquisite poetry,--superior, it perfection of the dramatic art, the we do not mistake, to any specitricks and doublings, hypocrisy, fraud, men of the kind in the former Novels and fanaticism, which blend together, and Tales by the same author. Many like the prismatic hues, in the original of the mottos, too, are, as usual, portrait of the jagger, Snaelsfoot ; evidently from the pen of the Author in painting, with unrivalled truth, himself, and we regret that he has not invention, and originality, the rather yet attempted a regular drama. In improbable, but striking figure, of the this age, when dramatic talent is piratical comedian Jack Bunce; in apparently extinct, and when Lord presenting to our imagination the Byron himself has completely failed actual impersonation of that earth in his offerings to the Tragic Muse, worm, Mrs. Baby Yellowley, and her the successful achievement of such brother the Agriculturist, and ex a work would be the more glorious, student of St. Andrew's; and in de as it would put the cope-stone on an signing, as it were, with a pencil edifice of renown, already too splenformed from the butterfly's wing, the did to be equalled, and too stable to light, imaginative, lovely form, of be overthrown; it would raise the Minna Troil. Nor is he less familiar- glory of the mighty midstrel " above ized with the general features of all Greek, above all Roman fame!" Nature: for, wherever he lays his and prove that his high desert was in scene, he makes us specdily ac


respects unrivalled. quainted with every bay, headland, The following admirable motto, said rock, ravine, channel, roost, or voe, to be extracted from an “ Old Play," necessary to the most perfect know- but most assuredly from the pen of ledge of the incidents which he de- the Author himself, is descriptive of tails.- Who has not admired the un Noma of the Fitful Head, and fully equalled descriptions of scenery of the bears out both our suggestion and our most opposite kinds, to be found in encomium. Waverley and Guy Mannering? And

“ See yonder woman, whom our swains who, that has followed the footsteps

revere, of this Mighty Magician, but must. And dread in secret, while they take her have recognized the individual fea

counsel tures with which bis fancy had become When sweetheart shall be kind, or when acquainted in his admirable pages. cross dame shall die, This, however, is not all. He does Where lurks the thiet who stole the silver, not merely describe his characters, tankard,

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Many an arm the axe oprears,
Doom'd to bew the wood of spears.
All along the crowded ranks,
Horses neigh and armour clanks;
Chiefs are shouting, clarions ringing:
Louder still the bard is singing,
* Gather footmen, gather borsemen,
To the field ye valiant Norsemen!
Halt ye not for food or slumber,
View pot vantage, count not number;
Jolly reapers, forward still,
Grow the crop on vale or hill,
Thick or scatter'd, stiff or lithe,
It shall down before the scythe.
Forward with your sickles bright,
Reap the harvest of the fight,
Onward footmen, onward horsemen,
To the charge ye gallant Norsemen!
Fatal chuser of the slaughter,
O'er you hovers Odin's daughter;
Hear the choice she spreads before ye,
Victory and wealth and glory;
Or old Valhalla's roaring hail,
Her ever-circling mead and ale,
Where for eternity unite
The joys of wassail and of fight.
Headlong forward, foot and horsemen,
Charge and fight, and die like Norse

men !'

And how the pestilent murrain may be cared,

This sage adviser's mad, stark mad, my

friend; Yet, in ber madness, hath the art and

cunning To bring fools' secrets from their inmost

bosoms, And pay enquirers with the coin they gare

her." Having thought it preferable not to interrupt the carrent of our narrative by quoting the Poetry as it occurred, we add three of the shorter specimens here, to close our review.

Farewell to Northmaren: by Halcro.
“ Farewell to Northmaven,

Grey Hillswicke, farewell!
To the calms of thy haven,

The storms on thy fell,-
To each breeze that can vary

The mood of thy main.
And to thee, bonny Mary!

We meet not again.
Farewell the wild ferry,

Which Hacon could brave,
When the peaks of the Skerry

Were white in the wave.
There's a maid may look over

These wild waves in vain,
For the skiff of her lover,-

He comes not again.
The vows thou hast broke,

On the wild currents fling them;
On the quicksand and rock

Let the mermaiden sing them.
New sweetness they'll give her

Bewildering strain;
But there's one who will never

Believe them again.
O were there an island,

Though ever so wild,
Where woman could smile, and

No man be beguild
Too tempting a snare

To poor mortals were given,
And the hope would fix there,

That should anchor on heaven."

The Song of Harold Harfager.
u The sun is rising dimly red,
The wind is wailing low and dread;
From his cliff the eagle sallies,
Leaves the wolf his darksome vallies,
In the mist the ravens hover,
Peep the wild dogs from the cover,
Sereaming, croaking, baying, yelling,
Each in his wild accents telling,
* Soon we feast on dead and dying;
Fair-hair'd Harold's flag is flying.'
Many a erest in air is streaming,
Many a helmet darkly gleaming,

Eur. Mag. Vol. 81. Jan. 1822.

We appeal to all our readers if every line of this song be not incontrovertible evidence of it's author being Sir Walter Scott ?—and the samo of the following:

66 Love wakes and weeps,

While Beauty sleeps !
O for Music's softest numbers !

To prompt a theme,

For Beauty's dream,
Soft as the pillow of her slunbers.

Through groves of palm

Sigh gales of balm,
Fire-fies on the air are wheeling;

While through the gloom

Comes soft perfume,
The distant beds of flowers revealing.,

O wake and live !

No dream can give
A shadow'd bliss, the real excelling:

No longer sleep,

From lattice peep, And list the tale that Love is telling." T'he Pirate is now fairly before the tribunal of the public, and to that we leave him, rejoicing the hearts of the Author's friends with the assurance, that they may expect his speedy re-appearance in a new novel entitled Fotheringay ;-or, according to other, and perbaps more accurate intelligence, -The Fortune of Nigel,


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