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comes “ The Historie and Life of King James the Sext, afford of his poetical powers. The verses are a string of from 1566 to 1596 ;" and close upon that, “ Memoirs of extravagant conceits, setting forth his lady's beauties and Sir James Melville of Halhil, written by himself;" “ Les

« 1 ee l his own despair in a tone of frigid extravagance, which must

have astonished Isobel Mawcban, (his wife,) if to her they Affaires da Conte de Boduel : l'an 1568 ;” and “ Papers

are addressed. We are somewhat startled to bear that the relative to the marriage of King James the Sixth of Scot

lady's locks altogether resembled a bush burning in red land, with the Princess Anna of Denmark, A. D. 1589;

flames, but without smoke; and scarcely less so, at finding and the form and manner of her Majesty's Coronation our Patriarch demanding for himself, as dead, an instant at Holyroodhouse, A. D. 1590.” These are documents and hasty funeral, because Actæon had been slain by his relating to the history of the nation, and those who wield

own fell dogs;' since the position that George Bannatyne ed its destinies : and in addition to these. “ The Diary of | should forth with be buried, because Actæon was dead, seems Mr James Melville (minister of Kilrenny), 1556-1601,”

to approach to what the learned Partridge called a non se

quitur. Actænn, we suppose, brought Adonis into our shows us the condition and principles of those who moved

Patron's head, for we find bim next remonstrating with the in the private ranks of life ; while another work, “ Des boar for pot slaying him, and calling as loudly for death as crittione del Regno di Scotia, di Petruccio Ubaldini, | he had done for burial in the preceding stanza : (1588,)” lets us into the secret of the impression made up 1 0 , thundering Boar, in thy most awful rage, on a foreigner by our ancestors' mode of life. We see, Why wilt thou not me with thy tuskis rive?' moreover, that the Club has in the press, “Memoirs of But our Members will probably themselves apprehend an the Affairs of Scotland, from 1577 to 1603; by David invasion of the thundering boar, if we proceed any farther Moysie." Be it remembered, too, that these interesting in this subject." and instructive documents, have been all of them effec- Bannatyne's claim to our respect, and the worship of tively secured from perishing, and several of them brought his sons, does not, however, rest upon his own producinto public circulation by what was nothing more than tions, but upon his manuscript collection of Scottish poetry the employment of the leisure hours of a few gentlemen, a work, to which we owe the preservation of much vain the short space of three years. And this, moreover, is luable matter that must otherwise have perished. It conbat a small portion of their labours. They have already tains upwards of eight hundred folio pages, neatly and printed thirty-eight separate works, and seven more are closely written, and is said to have occupied the trannow in the press. We are not aware that the Roxburgh scriber only three months ; “ an assertion,” Sir Walter Club, which was the first institution of the kind in Great justly observes, “ which we should have scrupled to reBritain, (vide Dibdin's Bibliograph. Decameron,) and ceive upon any other authority than his own." A comwhose object was to give reprints of rare tracts, and li- plete index of its contents is appended to the Narrative, terary nuga, has yet printed any valuable book.

and portions of them continue to be printed at intervals It is time that we now turn to the “ Memorials of by the Club. Sir Walter Scott thus speaks concerning it: George Bannatyne” himself, a work which must be to “ The labour of compiling so rich a collection was underthe members of the Clab one of the most interesting they | taken by the author during the time of pestilence in the have yet published. Old George, a beatified collector of year 1568, when the dread of infection compelled men to black-letter and ancient MSS., is the patron saint of the

forsake their usual employments, which could not be conClub, and, that all honour might be done him, his Life

ducted without admitting the ordinary promiscuous inter

course between man and his fellow-men. In this dreadful has been written by Sir Walter Scott himself, the founder

period, when hundreds, finding themselves surrounded by and Grand Master of the Order of St Bannatyne. The

danger and death, renounced all care for their safety, and book is composed in that grave sportive style, which we | all thoughts save apprehensions of infection. Geo have ventured to set down as the characteristic of all the natyne had the courageons energy to form and execute the transactions of the Club: and shows old George to have plan of saving the literature of a whole nation; and, undisbeen well worthy of the honour which his antiquarian

turbed by the universal mourning for the dead, and general successors have done him.

fears of the living, to devote himself to recording the tri

umphs of human genius;-thus, amid the wreck of all that George Bannatyne, who is ascertained to have been

was mortal, employing himself in preserving the lays by somehow or other connected with the ancient family of Ben

which immortality is at once given to others, and obtained nauchtyne of Camys, in the Isle of Bute, was the seventh for the writer himself. His task, he informs us, had its diffi. child of his parents, and was born on the 22d day of Fe culties; for he complains that he had, even in his time, to bruary, 1545. He does not seem to have entered upon contend with the disadvantage of copies, old, maimed, and active business before his tweuty-seventh year. Sir Wal

Sir wol | mutilated, and which, long before our day, must, but for

this faithful transcriber, have perished entirely. ter is shrewdly inclined to suspect that his hero acquired

The very

labour of procuring the originals of the works which he a fortune by usurious practices, and labours hard to prove,

transcribed must have been attended with much trouble and that, in the circumstances of the times, this infers nothing

some risk, at a time when all the usual intercourse of life against his character. But surely this was a work of was suspended ; and when we can conceive that even so supererogation, for is it not established by a thousand le- | simple a circumstance as the borrowing or lending a book of gends, that every saint worth a farthing must have been ballads was accompanied with some doubt and apprehension, a rogue at one period of his life? Be this as it may, and that probably the suspected volume was subjected to George Bannatyne died sometime between August, 1606,

fumigation, and the precautions practised in quarantine.

As, therefore, from the contents of the work in general, we and December, 1608. Money-broker as he was, how

may conclude our Patron to have been both a good judge and ever, there were yet some softer points in old George's

an energetic admirer of literature, we will not, perhaps, be character. In illustration of this, we find the following too fanciful in deeming him a man of calm courage and unpassage in Sir Walter's narrative:

daunted perseverance, since he could achieve so heavy a la“ That which we love we usually strive to imitate ; and bour at so inauspicious a period." we are not surprised to find that George Bannatyne, the We trust that these extracts are sufficient to give some preserver of so many valuable poems, was himself acquaint idea of the character of George Bannatyne, and to show ed with the art of poetry. Amid the various examples his neculiar

his peculiar claims to reverence at the hands of the memwhich be has compiled of the talents of others, he has obliged

bers of an institution which we regard as one of the most the reader with two poems of his own. They are ballads, 'tuned to his mistress's eyebrow ;' but even we, his child.

valuable gems in the literary coronal of Edinburgh. ren, cannot claim for them a high rank amongst the pro. ductions of the Scottish muse, for the power of loving and Dialogues on Natural and Revealed Religion ; with a Preadmiring, with discrimination, the poetry of others, is very

liminary Enquiry; an Appendir containing Supplefar from implying the higher faculties necessary to produce

mental Discourses; and Notes and Illustrations. By it. The reader will, however, find these two specimens of our father George's amatory poetry in the Appendix; and

the Rev. Robert Morehead, D.D. F.A.S. E., &c. &c. may probably be of opinion, that our Patron showed himself

Edinburgh. Oliver and Boyd. 1830. merciful in the sparing and moderate example which they This is in many respects one of the most interesting

books that has fallen under our notice, since the com- but in the efforts of genius, and which, if it has seemed for mencement of our critical career. Everyone is ac- a season, indeed, to be under a heavy eclipse, is again hapquainted with the Dialogues on Natural Religion, writ- pily

is on Natural Religion writ. pily breaking forth into its genuine station, although it may ten by the acute, but cold-hearted Hume; the effect of

still be travelling through clouds. To throw all the light

that can be collected on this highest of all enquiries, and to which was to excite in the mind of his readers the most

point out its bearings on every other branch of knowledge, painful doubts in regard to the moral attributes, and and on all human improvement,-is surely an honourable hence, in regard to the existence, of the Divine Mind. attempt, at least, and bids fair to be useful; nor are you to Dr Morehead has resumed the subject, with the more suppose that it is one entirely forestalled, or on which new pious view of reducing the religion of nature to the prin- | observations may not every day be produced. Here, in ciples of revelation, and of establishing the important

truth, is the fountain of all meditation. It is only when fact, that all true philosophy must be founded on the be

we look with the eye of Religion upon Nature or upon

Man, that we find them prolific of truly ennobling conceplief and confidence which result from an enlightened

tions; when we permit ourselves to be fettered under matheism. With this intention, he has replaced on the stage terial chains, we are then within limits which are for ever the dramatis persone of his predecessor; and we are ac baffling and depressing us, and throwing a chill upon our cordingly once more delighted with the ingenuity of Philo, most vigorous exertions. no longer a reckless sceptic; with the calm philosophical

“ There is not, either, any great difficulty in this enquitemper of Cleanthes ; and with the conclusive reasoning

| ry, nor does it presuppose any high gifts or endowments, of Pamphilus, whose knowledge and reflection have been

although none can be exercised well, if deprived of its in

fluence. It presupposes only simplicity of thought and much improved by a long residence in foreign countries.

great good faith-a mind that opens to the impressions of The subjects upon which Dr Morehead has employed | truth, when they rise before it, and that uses no ingenuity the heroes of his Dialogues are sufficiently profound ; re- to stifle them. This is all which is required ; and, even in lating to the very elements and basis of human know- fallen man, this may, in a certain degree, be found, although, ledge; to the origin of all belief as it respects this world no doubt, the consciousness of the illusions which are, in his and the next; and to the ultimate authority for those

present state, so constantly perverting him, ought to make perceptions and reasonings upon which mankind have

him cling eagerly to that high source of light and purifica

tion by which alone his spirit may be restored to a pervaagreed to rest all the practical maxims of life. In the

ding sense of the Divine presence. discussions which ensue, we frequently meet with the "Simple, however, and sublime as this glorious theme eloquence of Hume, combined with his ingenuity; while must be confessed to be, are you not aware, my friend, that we enjoy throughout the purer satisfaction which arises there is none less steadily present to the soul of man ?-and from the exposure of sopbistry, and from the develope. do you not think that, in whatever way the sentiments of ment of the most important truths. We think the au

religion can be rendered profitable and lovely, it is certainly thor is particularly happy in the application of a princi-|

not the part of her friends timidly to resign themselves to

the current of the world, and, in the weak apprehension of ple which has been too much overlooked by mere aspiring

ring seeming obtrusive or austere, to suffer opportunities to pass philosophers; namely, the conviction under which all which might awaken the careless to reflection, or might meu begin to examine the material world, that it is a moderate the passions of worldly minds? system bearing the marks of design, and consequently the “There are views of Christianity, too, which might be work of an intelligent Being who continues to superin

inculcated without offence to any one. Its happy influence tend its movements. On this ground, he explains most

on society, the beautiful simplicity of its origin, the pure satisfactorily the confidence which the human being feels in

character of its author and of its first preachers, are topics

which might be rendered very delightful and interesting, reference to the constitution of nature, and the unbroken

even in the social bour; at least I can conceive this, and I regularity of its procedure. There is not, he justly main have sometimes regretted that there is no such character, tains, a nation so savage, as not to form a conception of now and then, in the world, as a Christian Socrates—a man the world as being one thing, and constructed upon one who, with a full persuasion of religion in his own mind, great and infinite scheme; nor even a child that has made should lay himself out to make it agreeable in society, by any observations upon the scene of nature, who has not got

showing its connexion with every virtue and every praise.' the babit of tying together in his mind the scattered ap- |

There is surely a method of softening prejudices, removing

misapprehensions, even a playful and good-humoured irony, pearances of the universe, and of contemplating them as

which might be brought to play upon this fine subject, in one connected whole. The principles then, which con- the Socratic method, amidst the familiarity of conversation ; duct to the most perfect conclusions of religion, are not and, till something of this kind be done, I doubt whether recondite truths which it requires meditation and study to religion will ever make a suitable progress among the freer discover, but are such that it is impossible for a rational | order of spirits. At present, it comes before men under the being to miss them.

dogmatical form of doctrine, because they seldom hear of it The same sound views enable Dr Morehead to throw

but from the pulpit; and, of course, it becomes a part of

good breeding to keep it in the background in conversation, much valuable light upon what are called the fundamen

because people do not like to be reminded of their catechism. tal laws of human belief. It has been usual among phi

In the meantime, how many are there, of good and virtulosophers to ascribe such impressions to instinct, to cus-ous men too, at least as man may be judged of by man, who tom, or to an experience of which the commencement are really almost unprovided with any ideas or sentiments cannot be traced in the history of the human mind. But of a religious nature, and who go through lite amidst, perDr Morehead, with much less pretension of research, ac- haps, much external decency, and not without many good counts for the trust or belief in question, by a reference qual

qualities and feelings, with yet scarcely a thought beyond to that perception of design in the works of creation which

the pursuits or enjoyments of the passing hour; and is no

thing to be done for these men ? are they to be left upenevery sane mind necessarily forms: “ If the term in

in- lightened on that noblest of all subjects, which, in many stinct," says he, " is to be applied to this belief, I may

cases, too, may be precluded from entering their minds by not much object to the expression, if it is admitted to be some slight prejudice of no very difficult removal ?” an instinct of reason, but I see no necessity for having re The reader will find in the Dialogues, much learned course to the term instinct at all : it is simpler to suppose discussion on the Being of God; on the existence of the that the conception of a plan or design in nature, is fol Material World; on the Relation of Cause and Effect; lowed by an instantaneous belief that the plan will con on the Principles of Morality; and on the source and autinue."

thority of Natural Religion, as distinguished from the The object of this instructive and captivating work is doctrines of revelation. Such colloquies admit not of well explained by the author in his dedication to Mr Jef-labridgement or extract. On the contrary, they must be frey, his distinguished friend and relative :

read with the utmost care, as the chain of reasoning is “ The subject matter of it is, in one word. RELIGION—that so closely and ingeniously constructed, that no link can be inspiring theme, which, in happier times, was at the foun- | Jeft out without destroying the connexion between the dation of all that was elevated and pure, not only in morals, premises and the conclusion. The ninth and tenth Dia

logues which turn on the history and spirit of the two hundred pages, containing ten excellent Sermons, Christian religion, are interesting in a very bigh degree ; illustrative of the subjects handled in the former part of in proof of which we beg attention to the following fine the volume. These discourses were well worthy of a passage :

separate publication, and hence we regret to see them oc“ I will own to you, then, that my faith in the divine cupying a place comparatively so subordinate and secondorigin of the gospel is never so strong as when I happen to ary. That, however, is a consideration which does not look at a map of the world, and recollect very casually the

properly belong to the critic, whose strictures do not ex. history of the human race. I put my finger upon the small

tend to the sacred mysteries which regulate the interdistrict of Judea; I recollect that eighteen hundred years ago, in that little region, there inhabited a singular, retired,

course between author and bookseller. We, therefore, morose sort of a people if you will, but still a nation which, conclude our remarks, by reminding the reader that, in by some means or other, were not idolaters. I cast my eye perusing these Dialogues, he must not ascribe to the writer, round upon every other corner of the earth; I see super- as his own sentiments, the opinions and reasoning which stitions of the most hateful and degrading kind darkening he puts into the mouth of his sceptical collocutors. Both all the prospects of man, and corrupting his moral nature | Philo and Cleanthes, though moderate men upon the in its source; I see some of these nations far advanced in

whole, support certain doctrines, and advance various many accomplishments of understanding, and many virtues of character, yet unable to shake off the tremendous load of

hypotheses which Dr Morehead must not be supposed to error by which they were pressed down, and irregular ac-countenance for a single moment. In fact, he mentions cordingly, and capricious, both in the management of their these only for the purpose of confuting them, and of rereason, and in the direction of their affections. I see this commending in their place the adoption of a sounder little spot of Palestine, despised and scorned by those proud faith, built upon the foundation of Christian principles ; nations who could not for a moment have conjectured that and yet, such is the stupidity of some folk, and the maany thing which it could offer them, would have had the lignity of others, that we should not be greatly surprised slightest influence on their condition. I now see, in that

to see our valued correspondent held up as a scorner more despised country, a teacher arise from the lower orders of the people, who was himself no less disregarded by his

bitter than Voltaire, and as an unbeliever more insidious countrymen, than his country was contemned by the rest than Hume. Let such readers have recourse to the of the world. No matter; his instructions made their way, Minute Philosophy of the celebrated Bishop Berkeley, a and though he himself perished in the cause, yet his fol. publication universally regarded as one of the ablest de, lowers, men, too, of no remarkable powers of mind, carried fences of Christianity, and they will see at once a mode his doctrines into other nations, and in no long period

and a warrant for the eloquent work which we now reall the splendid apparatus of superstition fell before them. What do I see now? The little pin-point of Judea swell

commend to their attention. ing out to embrace one half-of the globe-by what means? not by force of arms, but by the progress of opinion. All

n: A Legendary Ballads, by Thomas Moore, Esq., arranged the nations of Europe, one after the other, Greek, Roman, Barbarian, glory in the name of this humble Gali

with Symphonics and Accompaniments, by Henry R. lean,--armies greater than those which Xerxes led to the

Bishop. London. J. Power. Pp. 81. subjugation of Greece, swarming into Asia only to get We have been favoured with one of the earliest copies possession of his sepulchre,-a new world added to his do- l of this elegant work which has yet reached Scotland. minion ; and at this hour, the east and the west, the north

It and the south, throwing down their treasures before his contains twelve new songs by the best song-writer this manger! How is all this?-are the whole human race country has ever produced. The airs, all of which are gone mad ?-or is it only a few philosophers, who will not good, and some extremely beautiful, are selected from vasee with the eyes of other men, to whom that epithet is rious sources, with the exception of one by Bishop, and more justly due? At least, Cleanthes, (for if I gain this, I another by Mrs Robert Arkwright. The volume is far. gain almost all that I am concerned about. ) is there not ther enriched by a set of very spirited drawings in illussomething in this representation to make the philosophers be a little modest in their criticisms, and to exercise a little

tration of the ballads. The work has reached us too late of that suspense of judgment which they are so much given

in the week to permit of our entering into a very minute in other cases to recommend? Is it fit that they should account of its contents; but we have much pleasure in treat with contempt those whose minds are swayed with extracting several of the songs, which, like every thing this remarkable and unprecedented view of things, sup- that comes from Moore's pen, must be highly interesting posing Christianity had no other proof in its support? If to our readers. We begin with the following beautiful the opinions of Socrates had made so great a progress, and ballad, entitled, had so lasting an effect, would not you have been ready to contend that therd was some kind of Divinity about So


“ They told her, that be to whose sweet voice she listen d, · " In vain will you tell me that the history of the Maho Through night's fleeting hours, was a spirit unblest; metan religion is equally wonderful! Mahomet was a con- Unholy the eyes that beside her had glisten'd, queror, and in that particular is not more remarkable than And evil the lips she in darkness had prest. Alexander. The means by which his influence was extended were, therefore, sufficiently obvious. The influence “ . When next in thy chamber the bridegroom reclineth, of his religion itself I cannot but impute, cbietly, to the Bring near him thy lamp when in slumber he lies, previous influence of Christianity. The great blow had And there, as the light o'er his dark features shineth, been already struck against idolatry and superstition,- men Thou'lt see what a demon bath won all thy sighs.' were prepared to believe that there might be a teacher from heaven,--and it was not, therefore, a great stretch of belief,“ Too fond to believe them, yet doubting, yet fearing, to suppose there might be a second as well as a first, or to When calm lay the sleeper, she stole with her light; suppose him the minister of God, who came with the venge- And saw-such a vision ! no image appearing ance of an invincible arm. The marvel in Christianity is, To bards in their day-dreams was ever so bright, that it went on step by step without much effort of human ability, and without any previous attempt of the same kind. “ A youth but just passing from childhood's sweet morning, Moses gave a religion to a single pation. What a new idea Whose innocent bloom had not yet tled away; to give a religion to the whole world! How unaccountable While gleams from beneath his shut eyelids gave warping that this plan should have been carried into effect, without Of summer noon lightnings that under them lay. almost any thing being done for it except declaring that it should be done! God said, “Let there be light, and there “ His brow had a grace more than mortal around it, was light.' The author of Christianity said, Let my re While, glossy as gold from a fairy land mine, ligion be spread over the world, and it was spread.'” His sunny hair hung, and the flowers that crown'd it P. 242-6.

Seem'd fresh from the breeze of some garden divine.

Besides the Preliminary Enquiry and the Dialogues on Entranced stood the bride, on that miracle gazingNatural and Revealed Religion, there is an Appendix of What late was but love, is idolatry now;

But, ah-in her tremor that fatal lamp raising

“ The maiden she smiled, and in jewels array'd her, A sparkle flew from it, and dropp'd on his brow.

Of thrones and tiaras already dreamt she;

And proud was the step, as her bridegroomn convey'd her “ All's lost with a start from his rosy sleep waking, In pomp to his home, of that high-born Ladye. . The spirit Aasb’d o'er her his glances of fire; Then slow from the clasp of her snowy arms breaking, “ • But whither,' she startling exclaims, have you led me? Thus said, in a voice inore ot' sorrow than ire:

Here's nought but a tornb and a dark cypress tree :

Is this the bright palace in which thou wouldst wed me?' « • Farewell - what a dream thy suspicion hath broken! With scorn in her glances, said the high-born Ladye.

Thus ever affection's fond vision is crost; Dissolved are her spells when a doubt is but spoken, ""'Tis the home,' be replied, of earth's loftiest creatures;' And love, once distrusted, forever is lost!'

Then lifted his helm for the fair one to see ;

But she sunk on the ground--'twas a skeleton's features, : More playful, but not less delightful, is

And Death was the Bridegroom of the high-born Ladye!" THE MAGIC MIRROR.

The last song in the volume is perhaps, upon the whole, «• Come, if thy inayic glass bave power To call up forms we sigh to see;

our favourite of all. There is a melancholy tenderness Show me my love in that rosy bower,

in it, reminding us of its gifted author's happiest efforts : Where last she pledged her truth to me.'


“ Come, list while I tell of the heart-wounded stranger, “The wizard show'd his lady bright,

Who sleeps her last slumber in this haunted ground, Where lone and pale in her bower she lay;

Where often at midnight the lonely wood-ranger “True-hearted maid,' said the happy knight,

Hears soft fairy music re-echo around.
She's thinking of one who is far away.'

“ None e'er knew the home of that beart-stricken lady, . “ But lo! a page, with looks of joy,

Her language, though sweet, none could e'er understaud; Brings tidings to the lady's ear ;

But her features so sunn'd, and her eye-lash so shady, \"Tis,' said the knight, the same bright boy

Bespoke her a child of some far Eastern land.
Who used to guide me to my dear.'

“ 'Twas one summer night, when the village lay sleeping, “ The lady now, from her favourite tree,

A soft strain of melody came o'er our ear's;
Hath, smiling, pluck'd a rosy flower;

So sweet, but so mournful, half-song and half-weeping; • Such,' he exclaimed, was the gift that she

Like music that sorrow had steep'd in her tears.
Each morning sent me from that bower!'

“ We thought 'twas an anthem some angel had sung us “She gives her page that blooming rose,

But soon as the day-beams had gush'd from on high, With looks that say, “Like lightning fly!'

With wonder we saw this bright stranger among us, • Thus,' thought the knight, she soothes her woes,

All lovely and lone as it stray'd from the sky.
By fancying still her true love nigh!'

“ Nor long did her life for this sphere seem intended, “But the page returns, and-oh! what a sight

For pale was her cheek with that spirit-like hue,
For trusty lover's eyes to see!

Which comes when the day of this world is nigh ended,
Leads to that bower another knight,

And light from another already shines through.
As gay, and, alas! as loved as he!
«« Such,' quoth the youth, is woman's love !

“ Then her eyes when she sung,-oh! but once to have seen

Then darting forth with furious bound,

Left thoughts in the soul that can never depart;
Dash'd at the warrior his iron glove,

While her looks, and her voice, made a language between
And strew'd it all ia fragments round,


That spoke more than holiest words to the heart.
“ Such ill would never have come to pass,

“ But she pass'd like a day-dream-no skill could restore Had he ne'er sought that fatal view;

The wizard still would have kept his glass,

Whate'er was her sorrow, its ruin was fast;
And the knight still thought his lady true.”

She died with the same spell of mystery o'er her,There is something particularly chivalric and wild in That song of past days on her lips to the last. the following ballad :

“ Nor even in the grave is ber sad heart reposing, THE HIGH-BORN LADYE. ' " In vain all the knights ot'the Underwald woo'd her,

Still hovers her spirit of grief round her tomb ; Though brightest of maidens, the proudest was she;

For oft when the shadows of midnight are closing, Brave chieftains they sought, and young minstrels they

The same strain of music is heard through the gloom.". sued her,

We feel confident that this delightful volume will, ere But none was found worthy of the high-born Ladye. long, be found in every drawing-room where the combined

charms of music and poetry are duly appreciated. 6Whomsoever I wed,' said this maid so excelling,

That knight must the conqueror of conquerors be; He must place me in halls fit for monarchs to dwell in,

The Manners of the Day. In 3 vols. 8vo. London, None else shall be bridegroom of the high-Lorn Ladye!' |

Henry Colburn and Richard Bentley. 1830. “ Thus spoke the proud damsel, with scorn looking round This is a work by an author of considerable power, her,

but stained with all the worst affectations of the class to On knights and on nobles of highest degree;

which it belongs. It is scarcely worth our while to be Who humbly and hopelessly left as they found her, And sigh’d, at a distance, for the high-born Ladye.

angry with these books now; for their career is nearly

over. Instead, therefore, of immolating “ The Manners “ At length came a knight, from a far land to woo her, of the Day," as we at one time intended, we content our

With plumes on his helm, like the foam of the sea; selves by remarking, that its author is a clever workman, His vizor was down-but with voice that thrill'd through in a vein that has been opened up by another,-one who, her,

though not endowed with much wit of his own, can catch :. He whisper'd his greeting to the high-born Ladye.

up what is flying, and retail it in his own way, for the « • Proud maiden! I come with high spousals to grace thee,

benefit of those who have not already heard it. _In me the great conqueror of conquerors see;

Towards the end of the first volume, the author in* Enthroned in a hall fit for monarchs I'll place thee, dulges in a sneer at the “ gentlemen of the press.” Of

And mine thou’rt for ever, thou high-born Ladye!' | this, from him, we cannot approve. If the word be taken in its widest acceptation, he is himself one of the class he all those merry who are sad : very delightful to read, for attacks,-a person who tries to amuse the public, through to make laughter in long winters' nights, but more pleasant the medium of the press, in hopes of obtaining some re-on summer dayes." Not having, at this moment, however, muneration. If it be restricted, as it sometimes is, to access to the University of Cambridge, we cannot enjoy the designate the furnishers of newspaper intelligence, he full benefit of Mr Hartshorne's labours; but we can easily adds the sin of ingratitude to that of bad taste, seeing that see that he has produced a work which, to the Cambridge he has derived from them the whole materials of his work, student, must be of the highest utility, as well as to all —for all he knows of fashionable life, is gathered from those who have ever an opportunity of visiting that Unithe fragmentary pieces of knowledge, picked up by that versity. He treats, first, of the Public Library,—of the industrious part of the community, as they stand hud- early copies of the Classics it contains, -of the books dled up among chairs and coaches, to catch a glimpse of printed by the Alduses, by Asulanus, by Manutius, by the beau monde leaving a route. The truth is, that the William Caxton, by Wynkyn de Worde, and by various term “ gentlemen of the press," is used with a degree of other printers. He then takes, in succession, the King's undue latitude; but this fate is common to it, with the Library, the Pepysian, Trinity Library, St John's Liuncompounded word “ gentleman," which is now-a-days brary, and concludes with a catalogue of the paintings and applied with scarcely less liberality. It is indeed difficult drawings bequeathed to the University, in 1818, by the to determine what line of conduct, and what kind of exter- late Lord Viscount Fitzwilliam. The work contains nal appearance, incapacitate a person from being termed much curious and important antiquarian information. “a gentleman.” The race course is proverbially privileged. We once heard " a gentleman” of good birth and breeding, and a clergyman to the bargain, coolly exclaim,-“ Oh! in

Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country. No. II. a horse, you know, a man would cheat his own father.” It

er" ItMarch, 1830. London. James Fraser. has also recently been established by the most satisfactory

The London University Magazine, from October, 1829 to experiments, that one “ gentleman” may cheat at cards,

January, 1830. Volume 1. London. Hurst, Chance, and that another may commence an expensive establish

and Co. Pp. 384. ment, purchase houses and lands, and lead the fashion with Had we been subscribers to Fraser's Magazine, we an empty pocket, and when he finds the bubble about to should have stopped our subscription as soon as we re. burst, borrow a few thousands, and march off with them. ceived No. II. It contains several articles most vulgar If such persons are gentlemen, we should like to know and despicable, written apparently by the toad-eaters and who is not a “gentleman.” We were one night return

underlings of Leigh Hunt, if it be possible for Leigh ing along Prince's Street, to our bachelor domicile, and Hunt to have any underlings. In particular, the first seeing a crowd collected at a crossing, our innate thirst for article, upon Moore's Life of Byron, inspires us with knowledge prompted us to stop and enquire the cause. unqualified disgust. It is composed in the very worst Och," replied a figure, with something on his head spirit of Cockney malevolence and low-bred envy. Neiwhich had once been a hat, and a coat which, though it ther is the review of Bowring's Poetry of the Magyars might have been black in days long past, exhibited now a much better ; and all the other articles, which are not predominant hue of reddish brown, probably from the ope- positively objectionable in point of sentiment, are insufration of the hod—“ Och ! sir, it's only the police carry

ferably dull in point of execution. We spoke leniently ing off a fellow, that attacked me and another gentleman!" of this new periodical on its first appearance; but we We invite our contemporaries, and also Mr Stone, the ce now see that it has a taint of vulgarity, and, we fear, lebrated anti-phrenologist, to join in the curious enquiry, something worse, which inevitably dooms it to perpetual to whom this appellation is or is not applicable. A large obscurity. induction alone can settle what class precisely is compre The London University Magazine is conducted by some hended under it.

young men attending that seminary. It is respectable, but rather heavy. Though scholar-like, it is not quite

so redolent of genius as we could have wished. NeverThe Book Rarities in the University of Cambridge. n. lustrated by Original Letters and Notes, Biographical,

theless, we doubt not that some of its contributors are Literary, and Antiquarian. By the Rev. C. H. Harts

als destined, ere many years elapse, to distinguish themselves

Arts in a wider arena. horne, M. A. London. Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green. 1830. Royal 8vo. Pp. 559. The ink of the learned, says the Koran, is more pre

The Young Cook's Assistant ; or, Guide to inerperienced

Housewives and Servants ; upon an Economical Plan; cious than the blood of martyrs; and the mass of learning which reposes on the dusty shelves of the University of

containing Directions and Receipts, adapted for a Fa

mily in the Middle Rank of Life. Edinburgh. Waugh Cambridge, exceeds all computation. We have here, how

and Innes. 1830. 18mo. Pp. 127. ever, a costly and elegant volume, illustrated by a number of finely-executed engravings, devoted exclusively to the “ The author of this small unpretending volume," says object of bringing to light biblical curiosities, which might the Preface, “ found a great want, at the beginning of her otherways never more have been heard of, but which both married life, of some simple directions to give to a young the scholar and the antiquarian will now delight to ex- | inexperienced servant;—that want, as far as she knows, has amine. Although we confess there is not to us the never been supplied. Although there are many excellent same charms in the hieroglyphical mark of three R's, de- books of cookery, they are all more adapted to those in the noting rarissime, that there was to Dominie Sampson, higher ranks of life, with servants that have some expeand still is to many worthy gentlemen now living,—yet rience in the art ; but, as far as her knowledge extends, we are fully prepared to appreciate the important labours nothing has appeared that can be materially useful to the of those “ qui ante nos nostra dixerunt.” When, there- young mistress of a family, who has had little opportunifore, we light upon an old folio, such as “ The Prouffyta- ties of observation under the parental roof, and with a ble Boke for Manes Soule, and right comfortable to the young inexperienced country servant, who has never seen Body, and specyally in adversite and tribulacyon, which any thing but the simplest fare, sent up in the most homeBoke is called the Chastysing of Goddes Chyluren,” we ly manner. To the young wife, therefore, in the middle invariably peruse it with that veneration which its anti- , rank of life, this book is respectfully dedicated by the auquity demands. Nor are we less pleased suddenly to pick thor.” There is something feasible and good in this idea ; up, in some unexpected corner, a racy and most Methu- and we have already received the assurances of several elsalem-like duodecimo, such as, “ A Merry Dialogue be- derly ladies, that they have experienced much comfort in tween Andrew and his sweet heart Joan, written to make the perusal of this little volume. Its instructions, they

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