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A New Abridgment of Ainsworth's Dictionary, English | A Compendious German Grammar; with a Dictionary of and Latin, for the use of Grammar Schools. By John Prefires and Affixes, Alphabetically Arranged: accord. Dymock, LL.D. Glasgow. Richard Griffin and Co. ing to the Recent Investigations of J. Grimm, and other 1830. 12mo. Pp. 356 and 35l. 2 vols. in one. Distinguished Grammarians. By A. Bernays, Editor

of the German Poetical Anthology. London. Treut. The name of Dr Dymock, as editor of this work, is a

tel and Co., &c. &c. ; and all other Booksellers. 1830. sufficient guarantee for its merits. His object has been to

Pp. 60. prepare for the use of schools a new book, containing the cream and essence of Ainsworth's Dictionary, compressed

Has Mr Bernays ever read the works of Grimm ?-into a much smaller form, and sold for little more than for, if so, it does not appear. His Grammar is good one half the usual price. At the same time, nothing is enough, but old fashioried. suppressed which could be of material service to the young scholar, while, in several instances, an evident improve

MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE. ment has been made on Ainsworth. That the inflections of verbs, for example, may be better understood, they are all fully conjugated ; and the genitives, not only of nouns, SKETCHEFROM THE PORTFOLIO OF A but of all irregular adjectives, are given. The English

TRAVELLER. and Latin comes first, and then the Latin and English.

| SOCIETY AT ALGIERS—THE STORY OF THE SISTER JEWESSES. The whole is printed in a beautiful and distinct small type, and the form of the volume is unusually portable The society at Algiers was, at the time I am writing and convenient. We know of no Latin Dictionary of the of, a very pleasant one. We had the British, the Swedish, same useful dimensions, or more deserving of coming into the Danish, the Spanish, and the French Consuls, all of immediate and general use.

whom had their families and followers with them, so that we could very well muster a party of sixty or seventy persons; and I envy not him who would pant for a more

extended range. We lived together almost as one family, Memoirs of the Tower of London ; comprising Historical the younger branches of which called one another fami

and Descriptive Accounts of that National Fortress and liarly by their surnames; and all were united in harmony Palace. By John Britton and E. M. Brayley, Fel- and good fellowship. But human nature is the same lows of the Society of Antiquaries. Embellished with everywhere; and although none of the evil passions exa series of Engravings on Wood, by Branston and isted (or, at least, did not discover themselves) in our litWright. London. Hurst, Chance, and Co. 1830. tle community, there was certainly some little rivalship Svo. Pp. 374.

among the Consuls, and some little jealousy between their

families ; but this never extended far, or lasted long. This is an elegant and instructive volume. There is

There was a Jewish family at Algiers in my day of the no edifice in the kingdom whose antiquities are more de

name of Bensumon, who, though they did not mingle in serving of attention than those of the Tower of London,

our society, were yet well known, and in whose house I and in the able hands of Messrs Britton and Brayley they have frequently been. This family consisted of a very are invested with a powerful historical interest. The

venerable old man, who had acted at one time as British woodcuts by Branston and Wright are of a very superior

Vice-Consul with probity and honour, his wife, a son, kind, and the work altogether is a valuable addition to

and two daughters--Luna and Haneena. The father and our literature.

the son had both been in England, spoke the language well, and dressed in the European fashion ; the females

spoke nothing but Arabic and Hebrew. Soon after my The Literary Blue Book; or, Calendar of Literature, arrival, I was introduced to this family. I made my first

Science, and Art, for 1830. London. Marsh and visit in company with my cousin, Mrs E. Delville. Miller. 12mo. Pp. 200.

When we entered, we found the poor old man confined

to a sick bed, from which he never afterwards rose. He This little volume, which is very handsomely got up,

made us very welcome, however, and ordered refreshcontains a number of lists connected with Literature,

ments. They were brought in by his daughters, and two Science, and the Arts. Among these are lists of living

beings of such dazzling beauty I have never beheld. They authors, artists, musical composers and teachers, teachers

were twins, and bore a strong resemblance to each other, of languages, public galleries of art, chronological list of

their names signifying respectively the sun and the moon, eminent persons, periodical publications, principal per

Luna, however, had most of the sun in ber disposition formers at the theatres, lists of the universities, public

and temperament, and should have changed names with schools, literary and scientific institutions, &c. So far

her sister. If I looked with breathless admiration upon as they go, these lists are interesting and accurate, but

them, they seemed to look upon me also-a stranger and they are limited, for the most part, to London.

a Christian—with no little interest. Their father, how. ever, observing this, spoke a few words to them, which

set both them and himself a-laughing, and they presently The Duty of considering the Erample of departed Good busied themselves in serving the refreshments. These Men: a Sermon, occasioned by the Death of the late consisted of the choicest fruits, conserves, and sweetmeats, Right Rev. Daniel Sandford, D.D., Bishop in the with the richest liqueurs, all on gold and silver plate, Scottish Episcopal Church. Preached in St John's | which the old man had contrived still to retain, although

Episcopal Chapel, Edinburgh, January 24, 1830. By he had frequently shared the common fate of his brethren, • the Rev. Edward B. Ramsay, B. A., &c. Edinburgh. in being plundered by the government. During the reWaugh and Innes. 1830.

past, at which Luna was more active in her attendance Tuis is a tribute offered to the memory of a late highly

than her sister, I had ample opportunity of admiring the esteemed pastor, and truly excellent man. It is a me

| contour of her exquisitely rich and voluptuous person,

which her occupation and her dress fully disclosed. morial of affection which was due to him, and which is

It was not for some time that I could comprehend worthy of the classical pen and refined taste of the Rev.

Luna's countenance, which was different in expression Mr Ramsay.

from any otber I had before, or have ever since seen : it was beautiful, exquisitely beautiful-combining great sweetness with a soft and luxurious expression, which conveyed a certain impression, of which Luna herself by, and from whom they derived the greatest share of seemed not to be ignorant. She wore no trowsers, as the their beauty) was the devil herself for temper, and led Turkish women do, her first visible garment being a them a sad life. This, Haneena appeared to feel acutely, caftan or mantle, closely fitted to the shape, and reaching but nothing could break the laughter-loving spirit of a little below the middle of the leg, which was naked. | Luna. On her little foot she wore a species of sandal, fastened Both sisters were as elegant in their manners as they over the ankle with a ruby clasp, which contrasted beau-were lovely in their persons; every thing they did was tifully with the snowy whiteness of the leg and foot. done with the utmost ease and self-possession, all was The mantle was fastened round the waist by an embroider- unstudied and natural. How much was it to be regretted ed girdle, closed with a diamond clasp ; the boddice being that their minds alone were uncultivated! They were left open in front, and coming low down on the back, wholly uneducated; they knew, indeed, their religious leaving it and the shoulders entirely naked, and so form- creed,—they knew, also, that their moral duties were to ed on the bust, as to leave exposed the beautiful colour love and obey their parents to marry and bring forth, and symmetry of her neck, and the exquisite form of her and suckle children to attend to the domestic household throbbing bosom, which was only very partially shaded concerns; but more than this they knew not,—and, alby the muslin screen of her under vestment. Over this though the poor old man was exceedingly proud, and caftan she wore a kind of jacket, of richly-wrought crim fond of his daughters, to what good end would it have son cloth, without sleeves, but fastened over the shoulders been to have taught them more-to have shown them by diamonds, or other precious stones. This was also what miserable and abject beings they were? They were made tight to the person, and worn in every respect like the subjects of Algiers, and doomed to oppression; they the boddice of the caftan, only that it came down over were restricted from leaving the soil, and fated either the loins, and formed the warmest part of her clothing. to lead a single life, which their laws condemn, or to The arm was naked from the shoulder downwards, finely be married to ignorance. What purpose, then, would it formed and rounded, and terminated by the prettiest lit- have answered, situated as they were, had the old man tle hand in the world. A little below the shoulder she in his fondness given them a superior education ? wore a diamond armlet, and on the wrist a golden brace- As it was, they had their occupations and enjoyments; let, which set off this part of her person to the greatest and as they were employed either in preparing the corn, advantage. Her head-gear consisted of a tiara of golden or in grinding it with their hand-mills, they whiled away filigree, which served to confine her otherwise unrestrain- the time by singing the wild Moorish melodies, or in ed and luxuriant silky hair, of dark but glossy auburn, relating to each other tales closely resembling those in which was shaded over a most beautifully shaped fore the Arabian Nights Entertainments. Besides, Luna head, and which, when I first saw her, fell in graceful and Haneena had their little contrivances for visiting and tresses to its full length, without braid or artificial orna- being visited. I have sometimes been at those parties, ment of any kind, over the shoulders, of which it was where I have seen many lovely faces, but none to comthe only covering. The form of her countenance was pare to those of the Twin Sisters. In those parties the oval, the contour of the cheek and chin beautifully round Moorish dance was a principal amusement. In this ed, and the head most gracefully set on the shoulders. | dance every Moorish female is more or less an adept-it Her complexion, though dark, was of that rich and vo- | is their only refined accomplishment; and, indeed, where luptuous tint, which harmonized so well with the general well and gracefully executed, there is much to admire in expression of the features. The nose was purely Gre- it. It is a kind of minuet performed by two females, the cian, the mouth small, the lips vermilion, the teeth as one acting as the beau to the other, and tells a story of white and as lustrous as pearl ; the eyes—but who can the whole course of courtship, accompanied by music, give any idea of those dark-blue, soft, and love-inspiring which, though extremely simple and monotonous, is yet eyes, or of the tale they told from under the most beau- | made to rise and fall in an admirable manner, according tiful lashes in the world? The general expression of the to the passions expressed by the attitudes of the dancers countenance was, as I have said, gentle sweetness, and There is great skill and great delicacy required in the amorous softness, as if her whole soul was wrapped in management of this dance, in order to avoid its falling the warm and fond desires. In short, a painter could into grossness and indecency,—for many of its attitudes not have found a finer model from which to have painted and gestures are of a nature and meaning which, in the the Goddess of Love.

execution, should only be hinted at, and not left to pall • Haneena was, in every respect, in the same costume upon the imagination. with her sister-equally lovely-and, by some tastes, she In the hands of the Twin Sisters, I have never seen might even have been deemed the lovelier of the two. any thing on the stage half so exquisite as the performThey bore, as I have already said, a strong resemblance ance of this dance. The expression they put into the to each other; and, as they stood together, it would have whole progress of the story, to the last embrace of raptnbeen impossible to have conceived any thing more beauti rous enjoyment, was given to the very life ; and it is ful. There was this difference, however, between them : worthy of remark, that though the whole purpose of this voluptuousness strongly glowed on Luna's countenance, performance is to express and excite desire, yet they went and spoke in every gesture; Haneena wore a more chas through it in the same matter-of-course way in which a tened demeanour, and although the same expression was fashionable belle would go through the waltz, and I certainly in hers as in Luna's countenance, yet it was doubt whether they would not look upon our waltz in softened by a shade of deeper feeling.

the same light as we do on their dance. It was evident that the sisters had expected our visit, I have often passed an idle hour in the company of for this was their gala dress, and it would not have been these lovely sisters, charmed with their mutual kindness safe to have appeared in such splendour every day. That and affection; and I never left them without deep regret, which they wore in ordinary was a much plainer caftan, that so much beauty, and so many natural virtues, should with a chemise, having wide hanging sleeves down to the be doomed to such a fateelbow; and their only ornaments were immense ear-rings, so weighty, that they pulled down the ear, and actually

“ Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,

And waste its sweetness on the desert air !" tore it. I sometimes made signs to ask if they pained them; to which they answered by laughing, and inti-Their brother, who was a very amiable Jad, and exceedmated that they did not

ingly attached to them, as they were to him, felt in the They had the misfortune, soon after our visit, to lose same way; and I have sometimes seen the tear in his their good old father. Their brother was then in England, eye, and heard a long-drawn sigh, as he regarded them at and their mother (wbo was a very fine woman, by the their domestic drudgery, or heard their cheerful and contented voices, all unconscious of what thoughts were pass- particularly well painted. But we abbor with our whole ing in his mind. He would often speak of them with heart the immense array of middling portraits of Nobodies the utmost tenderness and affection. “I am not,” he which crowd the walls of every exhibition. We are would say, “ so anxious about Luna, as about Haneena; doubtful whether it be most wonderful that so many re-Luna is of a temper to make herself contented any spectable, sensible, dull, ugly people, can bear the inflicwhere—perbaps she has the warmer feelings of the two, tion of their fac-similes staring them in the face, or that but she does not feel the deepest ; any husband, provided the artist can be hero enough to look again at those lineahe be but young enough, and good-looking enough, (forments whose dulness must from daily habitude bave sat young Madam knows her own value, her mother has down like a nightmare upon his soul; and fool enough to taken care to cram her well with that,) will do for Luna: | think that pictures, whose subjects would countervail the Haneena, on the contrary, requires to love and to be be- | powers of Michael Angelo himself, as an orphan's curso loved. She never would be happy otherwise ; and, alas ! can drag down a seraph, will ever raise his reputation. there are but few in this country who are deserving of We do not mean to say that all the portraits in the her. Ah, Delville, if those two girls were in your happy Exhibition are stamped with mediocrity. Watson Gordon country, what might they not become? what might they has four which would make the fortune of any other artist, not expect?"

though we are not quite sure that they are exactly what we Of all this family not one now remains, except per were entitled to look for at his hands. The merits of this chance it be Luna-all the rest, some years after we had artist are so well known, that we need not here dwell upon left Algiers, were swept off by the plague. The fate them; and as to our objections to the pictures he this year wbich befell Luna was such as perhaps might have been exhibits, they are not meant to imply a falling off, so expected, and, short of actual violence, not much to be re much as a standing still. He must not stop yet in the gretted. She was carried off to the Palace by the Dey, career of improvement; and, after all, we are not quite and afterwards, I understand, had the honour of a place sure that he has ever painted any thing so excellent as in his Harem.

his “ Full-length Portrait of a Lady in a Fancy Dress," (No. 182.)–Colvin Smith has some good strong likenesses.

His Jeffrey is the life—and Mr Smith may be proud that FINE ARTS.

he has been able to stamp upon canvass that flickering ex

pression. Sir Walter Scott is like in all the features, but we THE FOURTH EXHIBITION OF THE SCOTTISH ACADEMY.

scarcely think the expression successfully given. Lord Al(First Notice.)

loway is a good, and Colonel Glass a masterly, portrait. It THERE are perhaps as many positively bad pictures in is, however, almost exclusively in his happy power of seithis Exhibition as usual; but there is, to counterbalance zing a likeness, that this artist's talent lies. His style of this, a greater quantity of good, solid painting, and of painting is coarse to a degree ; and, except in the portrait really high promise. There are decidedly two classes of of Colonel Glass, we do not think that he has shown painters among us. The one seems to think painting ca- much feeling in the selection of attitudes, or in the general pable of nothing further than giving neatly-finished and arrangement of his pictures.-Duncan has an excellent prettily-arranged representations of external nature. The portrait of Alexander Ballantyne, Esquire, whether we other entertains higher notions of art, and sees that the consider it as a striking and characteristic likeness, or as poetry which is diffused through all nature is as suscep a really fine piece of painting. This young and highlytible of being expressed by colours as by words, and that promising artist has two other portraits in the Exhibi. the grand and the beautiful which stir the soul, may be tion, but though well painted, their subjects are scarcely poured out upon the canvass as well as upon wire-wove happy enough to rescue them from our ban and anathema. paper. This latter class do not content themselves with - It does not strike us that there are any other portraits picking up a stray sunburst, or a reflected light, or a pia that challenge notice. The “ Portrait of a Lady,” (221,) turesque tree or rock, but they endeavour to accumulate | by that clever lazy-boots, Lauder, is warmly and powerall their stores of beauty, and to form of them a more fully coloured ; and a picture, with a similar designation, elevated nature ;—they do not content themselves with by Smellie Watson, (46,) is remarkably well arranged. merely imitating form and colour, they seek also to ar- Having now got so many of the pictures thus easily range them in such a manner that their beauty shall be and unceremoniously shoved off our hands, we proceed to heightened and their power increased. Whenever we see go over the remainder, not picture by picture, but artist this acknowledgment of the true aim of art, we are san by artist. And, lest any umbrage should be taken on guine that the mind gifted with the power to conceive it the score of precedency, we evoke these perturbed spirits will not, with requisite industry, fail to attain it. The one by one, as a Grand Sheriff selects a jury- by laying previous labour will be long and uncheered with sympa the Catalogue closed before us, then inserting the pen at thy,—for there are few who can distinguish, in the fer random, and taking him first upon whom it lights. menting chaos of an intellect struggling to realize its over David Scott.— There is both power and feeling, in no powering conceptions of beauty, the disjecta membra ordinary degree, in the works of this artist. They are, which are gradually approximating and coalescing into however, as yet in a tolerably disjointed state-something harmony; but when the proud task has been accomplished, like the bear-cub of fabling naturalists, which requires to and when the dreams of boyhood have attained, after long be licked into shape after birth. The large picture of days and nights of toil, a richer realization, the applause “ Lot and his Daughters” is well arranged for picturesque of those whose applause is worth having, and the con- effect, and some parts of it are well painted; but the reasciousness of a worthy undertaking worthily achieved, son why it pleases us most is, that it shows ambition and will more than repay the toil that has been endured. The intrepid reliance on his own powers on the part of the number of artists who have girded themselves for tread artist. Its faults are of that class which strike every one, ing this arduous path is evidently increasing among us, and and we beg, therefore, to dispense with the task of we watch their progress with deep interest.

pointing them out. There is much sentiment in his Before proceeding to touch upon the individual merits “ Adam and Eve at their Morning Devotions.” On the of the different artists, there is a large mass of pictures whole, we augur good things of Mr David Scott, if he which we wish to dispatch in a bunch,—we mean the continue to labour, and have an opportunity afforded bim portraits. We acknowledge that there are few things of forming his taste upon the best works of that high style more interesting than a good portrait of any distin- he has chosen. guished individual; and we have also some toleration for John EwBANK must have got sentimental of late, for the portrait of a beautiful woman, or even though in a he is strong in the moonlight line. This artist belongs less degree of any person, however uninteresting, if most unequivocally to the first class we enumerated. He never penetrates beyond “the outer show of sky and earth.” selves some notion of the character and progress of Ita. There is a want of feeling in his pictures. Their beaufty lian art. We confine ourselves entirely to those masis material--not of the mind. But as far as his talent ters of whom there are specimens in the rooms; and we reaches, they are good-neatly executed, and not unfre shall best effect our purpose by going over them in a chro. quently correct as well as pleasing representations of na- nological order. ture. The light on the houses in the foreground of his ANDREA MANTIGNA.-We begin with this artist, be. moonlight view of the Rialto, is well managed; the view cause, although not the oldest in the Exhibition in point of Loch Katrine by moonlight is a pleasing picture, with of time, he is the oldest in point of style. He was born its rippling line of light in the boat's wake, and the sil- of low parents, in the Mantuan territory, in 1451 ; and very gleam of the distant waterfall; but, in our estima- died in Mantua in 1517. He is said to have studied much tion, his happiest effort is “ Coast Scene, Effect after in his youth from ancient statues; so much indeed as to bave, rain," (No. 47.) Before quitting Mr Ewbank, we wish on one occasion, been taunted by a rival, that his pictures res to give him a friendly hint. He possesses a pleasing ta- presented marble, not flesh. This sneer impelled him to delent in his own limited sphere, but he has not yet culti- vote more attention to the attainment of a soft and natural vated that talent to the utmost. He has still much to see colouring. No. 43, the only painting by this artist in and learn in nature. It is therefore too soon for him to the Exhibition, is by no means one of his best works, but absolve himself from all further study of her phenomena, it gives a tolerable notion of his characteristics. His coand shut himself up in his closet to compound natural lours are brilliant, pure, and well arranged. There is scenes from recollection. It is a wide and matured ex- no attempt made to give the effect of cloth in the drapery, perience alone, that can enable the landscape painter to except in as far as regards the form and colour. There proceed after this fashion; and when he does, it must is some appearance in the figures of their having been stube upon scientific principles ; not by taking a print or the died from life ; but their attitudes and the expression of painting of another artist, and filling up the outline of the countenance are harsh and exaggerated ; and tbere is little one with colours of his own, or representing the scene of knowledge displayed in the manner of grouping them. the other with different accidents.

In the whole picture there is nothing ideal, no attempt THE NASMYTH FAMILY. There is such a decided fa- even at a selection of beautiful nature in preference to the mily likeness runs through all the works of these ladies vulgar forms of every-day existence. And this is exactly and gentlemen, that it would be impossible, without the what was to be expected from the artist and his time. aid of the catalogue, to say which is which. They have of all his works, he is said to have regarded with most one common fault,--they want a body of colour. Their pride one in which he expressed successfully the straining paintings are fat, and look like a coloured print. In most of of a man endeavouring to pull off, by standing upon it with their productions, too, there is a want of aerial perspective. one leg, a stocking, which bad stuck fast to the other. The objects in the background diminish duly in size as His sympathetic contemporaries willingly lavished their they recede, but their outlines are as distinct, their colours admiration upon the same masterpiece. The picture in ás unsubdued, as in those of the foreground. The best which this figure occurs, is a St John baptising, and the work of this joint-stock-company is Patrick Nasmyth's hero of the stocking is stripping, in order to participate in “ View of a Windmill, at Limes in Suffolk.”

the initiatory rite. J.F.WILLIAMS._"Ha! Old Truepenny! art thou there?” GIOVANNI and GENTILE BELLINI were the sons of Ja“ Largo Bay” (240) and “ Fisherrow Harbour” (228) cobo Bellini, a Venetian painter ; and educated by him in are creditable pictures; the former, in particular, bas a the principles and practice of his art as far as they were fine airy look. “ The confluence of the Leven with the then known. Gentile died, aged 80, in 1501 ; and Giovanni Clyde," is hardly equal to the “ View on the Clyde," some few years after him in his 90th year. The two bro painted last year for the Institution; and the view of the thers were much esteemed in Venice for their portraits Calton Hill seems scarcely finished, though there is some | and other paintings, and not less for the strength and congood bold work in the middle distance.

stancy of their fraternal affection. Though somewhat So much for this week.

older than Mantigna, (who married their sister,) their style of painting, to judge by No. 100, the only specimen of their works in the Exhibition, and indeed the only one

we have seen, was much more advanced. The subject of FOURTH EXHIBITION OF ANCIENT PAINTINGS IN THE GALLERY OF THE ROYAL INSTITUTION.

this picture is a woman with a cup of poison. The ex

pression is that of a thorough Venefica. They have the (Second Notice.- Italian Masters.)

start of their brother-in-law in the faithful representation THERE were many circumstances that co-operated to of nature, but seem to bave little more of the high feeling raise the art of painting to the very considerable eleva- of art than he had. The chief interest attaching to these tion it had attained so early as the commencement of Ra- artists arises from their having been the teachers of Giorfaelle's career. It had been cultivated for two centuries gione. (reckoning from Cimabue) with increasing love and can Francesco Francia-a native of Bologna; born 1450 pacity. Its chief patrons were the wealthy regular clergy. -died 1518. He was by occupation a goldsmith, and Under their auspices painting had been practised in the highly distinguished in the ornamental department of his quiet and retirement of the cloister, where, aloof from the art. In the fortieth year of his age he was stimulated, cares and turmoils of the world, the artist could abandon by the reverence he saw paid on all hands to Mantigna, himself entirely to that enthusiastic devotion to the study to attempt something in painting. In this he succeeded and production of the beautiful, which in the susceptible so well as to obtain immediate reputation and employmind kindles, even under the most adverse circumstances, ment. No. 83 (a Holy Family) is by this artist. The to a passion. He felt, likewise, that his art was devoted arrangement of the picture is simple, and, after the ancient to the service of religion, and this gave it a character of manner, is all upon a straight line. The colouring, however, sacredness in his eyes. His mechanical resources, too, is chaste and fine, the countenances natural and beautiimproved as the country continued to advance in science; ful, with an expression of deep, quiet feeling. There was the chemical pursuits of the monks furnished him with something melancholy in the death of Francia, who, by finer colours; and the progress of geometrical and physical the account of Vasari, and indeed by the sentiment evidiscovery did him good service. But forbearing to dwell dent in all his works, was one of the most gentle and longer on these general speculations, we are not without amiable of men. The rising fame of Rafaelle bad reached hopes that such as have it in their power to visit the An | him in Bologna, and he conceived so strong an anxiety cient Exhibition may, by viewing the few specimens it to see the works of this young prodigy, that nothing but contains, in connexion with our remarks, form to them the infirmities of age prevented him from repairing to Rome for that sole purpose. By means of some common

ORIGINAL POETRY. friends, the two artists entered into a correspondence. In 1518, Rafaelle having finished a painting destined for a

ALEENE. church in Bologna, committed it to the friendly care of Francia. But the beauty of the work was so exceeding,

Her cheek is red-her eye is bright, that the old man stood before it as one stupified; and,

And, 'mid the festal throng, tormented incessantly by the new views of the capability

She looks and moves the Queen to-night, of his art thus opened up to him, and the consciousness

Of gladness, grace, and song ! that he could never hope to realize them, he shortly after

Ah ! little deem that crowd who sweep tards pined to death.

In fashion's splendour by, . We must now turn our eyes southward to Florence,

'Tis sorrow's fever fans her cheek, where the art had already made greater progress than in

And fires so bright her eye! the north of Italy. LEONARDO DA Vinci was born in the

How oft, ’mid radiant scenes like this, Florentine territory in 1445, and died in France in 1520.

In calm, but blissful mood, He was of noble family, and enjoyed an excellent educa

With him the glory of her hearttion. He was endowed with one of those universal

Her chosen-she has stood ! minds which find pleasure, and are successful, in all pur

And felt, though thousands were around, suits. He was engineer, architect, sculptor, anatomist,

For her earth held but one ; musician, and painter. Withal, there was a frankness

An orb within whose light she dwelt, and buoyancy in his disposition that conciliated the love

As Cynthia in the sun. of every one. His kindness extended itself even to the brute creation ; for he not unfrequently purchased the And now-no marvel 'mid the throng birds brought by the peasantry in cages to the market, She moves with hurried pace; solely that he might enjoy the pleasure of setting them at He is not there—she is forgot, liberty. He was the first artist who set himself in ear

Mark well her varying face; nest to the study of anatomy with a view to the improve Can present joy blot out one hour ment of art. He left behind him a work containing

The memories of the past ? many invaluable hints for the painter. In the practice Ah! Pride may nerve the heart awhile, of his art, he surpassed all his contemporaries in his ma

But Love is lord at last. nagement of the chiaroscuro; and was equalled by Buonarotti alone in his knowledge of form and intense power.

Her cheel is red, her eye is bright,Leonardo, however, like all who excel their predecessors

But, 'nid the festal throug, in knowledge of mechanical details, was apt to overrate

Wild feelings through her bosom gush, their importance; and, more brilliant in conception than

Of grief and bitter wrong! persevering in execution, he left many of his finest works Her hands across the harp are flung, unfinished. Not untrequently, too, we find him giving

Its tones to joy awaking, in to a childish taste for tricks of art, which had begun to

Hush !_there is fever in thy veins,

.19 display itself in his day. There are three works in the Aleene! thy heart is breaking ! Exhibition attributed to this artist-No. 74, a Portrait

1 of Conte Visconti; No. 81, Virgin and Child; and No.

As oft the rainbow, ere the storm 102, a Saint. Of these, the portrait of Visconti bears the

Bursts gloomily on high, most undeniable marks of the master's hand. The co Spans with its arch of glorious hues louring of the face is highly and anxiously finished; the

The quickly darkening sky;

sina hair is inartificially disposed, but painted with an elabo

So, oft, a radiance o'er the face rate care which makes every separate hair appear, yet

Of fading bloom is shed, without causing any impression that undue attention has

The soul's last mournful sunset smile, been paid to so subordinate a matter, while a gentle

Before its light has tied !

) ) melancholy reigos in the clear brown eyes.

GERTRUDE. i • Of Rafaelle, Titian, and others, we shall speak next Saturday.

SONNET.

From the Sicilian Pastoral Poet, Giovanni Meli. 9? LITERARY AND SCIENTIFIC SOCIETIES OF

"Muntagnoli interruti da vaddati.” EDINBURGH.

Green airy mountains, sloped by shelving plains, in ROYAL SOCIETY.

Cliffs with hoar-moss and gadding thyme o'ergrown, '113
Monday, 15th February. Clear falling waters, bright as silvery veins,

Mute stagnant marshes, rivers murmuring on,
Professor Russell in the Chair.
Rocks where the Fauns lie hid in ambuscades,

2013 - The Earl of Strathmore; Lord Glamis; Sir Smooth sliding currents, crown'd with vocal reeds, A William Hamilton; Professors Duncan and Wallace ;

Sweet flowers, fantastic trees, sequester'd shades, bent Drs Maclagan, Knox. Borthwick, J. Gregory: Mr

Damp caves, wherein the oozing nitre breeds, bet Wood, President of the College of Surgeons; Thomas

T Allan, James Skene,

Night-warbling birds, that tune your labour'd song, Gordon, John Reddie, Pa. trick Neill, Esqrs.

Echo, that hears, and then doth all disclose,
Vines interlacing the elm leaves among,

ito Dr Knox read No. I. of a series of papers, entitled, “ Ob Intricate wild-woud of dark trees and boughs, 191 servations illustrating the Laws which regulate Herma-1 o, blest retreats ! far from the vulgar throng, phroditical Appearances in the Mammalia." A letter was

Receive the friend of peace and calm repose ! afterwards read by the Secretary from the Chevalier Aldini, requesting the co-operation of the Society in promo

03 ting the extension of the knowledge of his late invention for

MY MOTHER.
the greater security of firemen. The Chevalier's exhibi.
tions have engrossed of late too much both of the London REPOSE within my soul-my mother's smile!
and Parisian journals to render it necessary for us to enter For ever dwell among my holiest thoughts,
upon the details of his prospectus.

Ye seraph tones, which breathed around my couch, w
As o'er her child's repose that mother bung.
Oh, may these sweet low strains of piety,

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