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Society, and General Reid's bequest for the endowment more would have been sold, especially as the name is atof a Professorship of Music.
tractive, and the contents interesting.
There are three little poems, all of which have already
appeared in print; but which, for their intrinsic excels A Portrait of John the Baptist : or, an Illustration of his lence, we wish to transfer to our pages. The first is en
History and Doctrine. ' By Henry Belfrage, V.D. titled
By Thomas Haynes Bayley. THERE is no tendency more apparent at present, than “ The bridal is over, the guests are all gone, a desire to publish religious memoirs founded on the The bride's only sister sits weeping alone; most absurd events, and filled with the most extravagant. The wreath of white roses is torn from her brow, and disgusting details. In truth, this species of religious. And the heart of the bridemaid is desolate now. hypocrisy becomes every day more and more intolerable. It. With smiles and caresses she deck'd the fair bride, is principally exhibited, we are sorry to confess it, amongst And then led her forth with affectionate pride : the female part of the community-and that, too, not ex- She knew that together no more they should dwell, clusively amongst old maiden aunts or dotard grand-dames, Yet she smiled when she kiss'd her, and whisper'd farewell. but even amongst the young, the beautiful, and what
“ She would not embitter a festival day, we had hitherto deemed the intelligent portion of woman
Nor send her sweet sister in sadness away: kind. We cannot, in fact, make a forenoon's call, with
ith-She hears the bells ringing—she sees her departout the fear of being involved in a lengthened discus- She cannot veil longer the grief of her heart. sion on predestination, justification by faith, or some of the other Lutheran and Calvinistic points and with- “ She thinks of each pleasure each pain that endears! out hearing simpering Mademoiselles whine, about what The gentle companion of happier years;
The wreath of white roses is torn from her brow. they term prevailing heresies, in the most pathetic lan
And the heart of the bridemaid is desolate now." guage and most doleful imagery ever engendered by fanatical cant, or sickly serītimentalism. Each little coterie, The next is some lines by Campbell : too, has its peculiar standard of theology; for while some,
LINES in the profundity of their ignorance, reprobate the dry
TO EDWARD LYTTON BULWER, ON THE BIRTH OF HIS CHILD. morality of Blair, or the turgid declamation of Chalmers, others appeal to the Memoirs of that inestimable specimen
By Thomas Campbell. of modern conversionists, Miss Isabella Campbell, as re “ My heart is with you, Bulwer, and pourtrays presenting Christianity in the most winning and attrac The blessings of your first parental days; tive light. We hate quackery in every thing, especially To clasp the pledge of purest, holiest faith, in religion; and we cannot on any occasion tolerate an
To taste one's own and love-born infant's breath, intermeddling spirit, particularly on Christian polemics.
I know, nor would for worlds forget the bliss;
I've felt that to a father's heart that kiss, The evil is sufficiently great when confined to private
As o'er its little lips you smile and cling, backbiting associations, but it becomes more dangerous Has fragrance which Arabia could not bring. when the press is made the instrument for promulgating Such are the joys, il mock'd in ribald song, the most loathsome lucubrations.
In thought, e'en fresh'ning life our lifetime long, We may revert, ere long, to this topic; but in the mean That give our souls on earth a heaven-drawn bloom; time, we have much pleasure in exempting the work now
Without them, we are weeds upon a tomb. before us from the general censure. It delineates the
Joy be to thee, and her whose lot with thine
Propitious stars saw Truth and Passiou twine! character of one whose elevated sanctity, indefatigable
Joy be to her who, in your rising name, zeal, and generous self-denial, are well calculated to in Frels love's bower brighten'd by the beams of Fame! terest and improve the heart. We question whether I lack'd a father's claim to her-but knew Bishop Horne-a previous writer on the same subject Regard for her young years so pure and true, has accomplished his task with more taste and feeling That when she at the altar stood, your bride, than Dr Belfrage. Each divine, indeed, pursues a dif
A sire could scarce have felt more sirelike pride." ferent mode of illustration ; but we think that, without The third is the following little gem, which none but descending to unnecessary minuteness, our author has a lady of true and delicate sensibility could have written : depicted the Baptist's life and doctrines with greater clearness and precision. His remarks are throughout
I DO NOT LOVE THEE. candid and forcible ; his reasoning altogether free from
By Miss Sheridan. sophistry; and his diction, without being cumbered with “I do not love thee! no-I do not love thee ! ornament, uniformly chaste, and frequently eloquent. In And yet, when thou art absent I am sad; short, considering the subject itself, and the ability with And envy even the bright blue sky above thee, which it is handled, this little volume well deserves pub Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad. lic attention, which we have no doubt it will speedily receive.
“ I do not love thee-yet, I know not why,
Whate'er thou dost seems still well done, to me-
That those I do love are not more like thee !
“ I do not love thee!-yet, when thou art gone, This is a good selection of fugitive pieces by the judi
I hate the sound (though those who speak be dear)
Which breaks the lingering echo of the tone cious Editor of the “ Literary Coronal.” Some original]
Thy voice of music leaves upon my ear. poems are also interspersed; but, generally speaking, we cannot bestow upon them very high praise. Neither| “ I do not love theel-yet thy speaking eyes, are we well pleased with the external appearance of the
With their deep. bright, and most expressive blue, book. In this age of crimson binding and gilt leaves, we
Between me and the midnight heaven arise should have looked for something more tasteful than light
Oftener than any eyes I ever knew. yellow boards on the “Lady's Poetical Album.” The price
“ I know I do not love thee !-yet, alas ! is four shillings and sixpence; had it been increased to
Others will scarcely trust my candid heart; five shillings, and the quality of the paper and boarding And oft I catch them smiling as they pass, improved, we venture to say that many hundred copies! Because they see ine gazing where thou art.',
We have pleasure in observing in this little volume a form, and communicating to it the expression of passion good number of pieces from the Edinburgh Literary Jour- and intellect. It is chiefly in the two attributes of beaunal; we are glad, for the sake of our correspondents, to ty and individuality of character that we are struck with see their contributions so very frequently extracted else- the difference between art in its infancy, and art in an where.
advanced state. Susceptibility to the impressions of the
beautiful must, like all our capacities, be refined and The Literary Gleaner, No. 1. January, 1830. Dumfries.
strengthened by habitual converse with its objects; and R. Palmer. 8vo. Pp. 32.
the same thing holds good in regard to the power of ren
dering form. The first attempts at representing the This is the first Number of a work upon the plan of forms of external nature are rather rude hieroglyphical the “ Cabinet," and other popular selections. The neat- indications, than imitations. A child draws a few strokes, ness and accuracy of the typography reflect much credit and calls them a house ; a savage or an uneducated per. upon the provincial press of Mr Palmer, who, we be-son makes a rude outline, in which we can trace some Here, is the Editor. He appears also to have made a distant resemblance to the human form, and are hence judicious choice in the articles he has fixed on to com- led to infer that it was meant to represent a man. The mence bis labours with. They are “ The Tall Major's knowledge acquired during a succession of generations Story," from that clever book,“ Stories of Waterloo,”— must be accumulated in one person, before such truth in “ Helen Irving, a Domestic Tale," from the “ Winter's all the details of the human figure can be obtained, as Wreath,”_" The Convict Ship,” by T. K. Hervey, we find in the Laocoon or the Venus. The union of a “ The Loves of the Learned,” by Mr Macnish, from one greater susceptibility to the beauty of objects, with a of the Annuals,—“ A Manuscript found in a Mad- greater readiness in creating exact counterparts of the house," by the Author of “ Pelham,” from the “ Lite-forms we see, is that part of art which can be taught. rary Souvenir,"_“ A Ballad about Love,” by the Et- Passion must be inherent ;-a man must have naturally trick Shepherd, from the Literary Journal, and “ The vivid and intense feeling, or he will never be able to comFirst and Last Dinner,” by Mr Mudford, from Black-municate its expression to his works. Intellect is dewood's Magazine.
veloped by a culture of its own, and must likewise be
possessed by the artist if he would transfuse it into his A Catechism of Arithmetic, for the use of Schools and Pri
creations. These combined powers form the perfect artrate Families. By James Whitelaw.
ist ; and in proportion as a man possesses them, in a Edinburgh.
greater or less degree will his works advance to or recede 1829. 12mo. Pp. 110.
from, perfection. Let us for a moment apply this standThe author of this work says, he has often had to re-ard to the works of Mr Greenshields. gret the want of interest which children generally mani. In regard to the power they evince of reproducing the fest towards arithmetic as a study. “ This he has been forms of external pature, though our praise must be very inclined to attribute to the dull mechanical manner in limited, still we consider that they stand greatly above which the different rules are too frequently presented to the works of Thom. The feet of two of the female them, without a single hint regarding either their prin- figures are really respectably executed. All the details, ciples or practical use." The system he now offers is however, are only hieroglyphically represented. The calculated, he thinks, to arrest the attention, strengthen wrinkles of the brow, the insertion of the nails, the cross the judgment, and bring into repeated exercise the reason- lines at the joints, the representation of the hair, are not ing powers of the youthful mind.
accurate copies of what we see in nature, but strokes hollowed out by the stone-cutter to indicate that nature
has assumed certain forms in these places which he has The Polar Star of Entertainment and Popular Science, not been able
science, not been able to represent exactly. In like manner, the and Universal Repertorium of General Literature. Forrounding of the faces is not that exact counterpart of the Quarter ending at Christmas, 1829. Vol. II.
nature which gives a look of reality to the productions London. H. Flower. 1830. 8vo. Pp. 421. of the true artist. There is a squareness about them,
This is the best selection extant from the Reviews, producing the impression that “ this is an inert mass, Magazines, Journals, and new publications of the day. fashioned into something approaching pretty nearly to
the human form.” A still more serious objection is
the want of proportion in the parts, and the resting conAn Apology for the Established Church in Ireland ; being tented with finishing the extremities, while no attempt
an attempt to prove that its present state is more pure has been made to indicate those parts of the form which than in any period since the Reformation By the Rev. are covered by the clothes. We may also add, as another Henry Newland, B.D. Vicar of Bannon. Dublin. fault, the want of keeping in different parts of the same William Carry, Jun. & Co. 1829. Pp. 264. figure. The female in the soldier's arms, and the Ballad
singer, are striking instances of the fact that no attention This is a book we have not read, but we are told it islis
it is is paid to give form to the clothed trunk, an objection which pretty good. It is very fervent in defence of the Protes-1
| applies, in a greater or less degree, to all the figures. The tant Ascendency.
female in the soldier's arms is likewise an instance of
want of keeping in the parts. The face is (as far as it can MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE.
be said to be any thing) that of a matron—the legs and thighs those of a very young girl-body it has none.
So much of the individual figures ;-let us now speak SCULPTURE-MR GREENSHIELDS' JOLLY
of their arrangement. Any thing like an attempt to BEGGARS.
group them has only been made in two instances ;-one We request attention while we endeavour to state cool- group consists of the Caird and the Fiddler—the other of ly and explicitly why we hold these graven images in the Veteran and his Doxy. The rest of the figures are all etter abhorrence. We know that what we are about to hewn out singly, and placed on square slabs, to be aray will be called by some the cant of criticism. We do ranged according to the pleasure of the possessor. The Dont think it so; and it is perhaps worth wbile asking, outline which circumscribes the figures of the Caird and wtiether there be not such a thing as a cant of contented the Fiddler is pleasing enough. The attitude of the Caird yhorance, more despicable still ?
is bad-he seems falling forward upon the spectator. The The art of sculpture addresses itself to the taste ; it is grouping of the Soldier and his fair one has nothing to the embodying of what is beautiful and characteristic in recommend it. She lies in his arms, and he holds her as stiff and lifelessly as we have seen two jointed dolls, wooden leg and the clouted shoe, are most elaborately a when placed in a similar position by the ingenuity of a obtrusively finished. Nay, even in this, the artist child.
overshot his mark. The patches are all carefully ai, cm Lastly, a word or two of expression. Passion is the recently sewed on, the straps of the soldier's knapsack & only expression which the subject admits of, and that of fresh from the hands of the saddler, and the letters on t he no very elevated character. Passion, when properly same are carefully finished after the most approved grave.no. brought out, expresses itself not in the features alone, but stone fashion. Battle and blast bave left no dints hej in every muscle of the frame. There is a tension, or re- The wardrobe of the whole squad is that of a set of ge laxation, of the whole man, when under its influence. tlefolk who have sewed together some remnants to pl
as w Prize a Apply this test to these figures. Look at the Caird. He at make-believe beggars. frowns most ominously. So far good; but look at the Against Mr Greenshields personally we hope we neithe rest of his frame. That extended leg is not stretched scarcely say, that we have no ill-will. We know him to like one propelling its master to a deed of death ;-it drags be an acute, candid, and sensible man, and we think I n lamely after its fellow. The Fiddler, on his part, crouches has a good deal of natural cleverness, though he is azzu like a man who has good-naturedly placed himself in that much of an artist. We should have left him to reap t aten attitude, to show the artist the relative position of the profits of the public gullibility without saying a work on limbs-certainly not like one shrinking in bulk beneath against him, but that we conceive the outrageous puffer ata the withering frown of a brawny ruffian. Where is the which has lately been bestowed on works of this calibr jovialty of the Hieland Carline? She stands most dig- demands that at least a quiet protest should be entered i nifiedly upright, with a calm, self-possessed countenance. the name of good taste and good sense. How lifeless the embrace of the couple opposite! Com-! In conclusion, and apropos of these statues, we shanti pare one and all of them with their counterparts in take this opportunity of saying a few words upon a sukonsta Cruiksbank's Points of Humour. There the smack of the ject connected with the moralityof sculpture. We hope tha z. Tai armless hero quivers to the toe of his “ toosie drab :" it may never be our lot to utter a syllable that can jar, incil there the greasy personages of the Ballad-singer and his the slightest degree, on the feeling of the most precisen two Deborahs glisten with the oil of gladness. Here, on But it is just because we are conscious of our respect fo 2000 the contrary, every thing is cold and wooden.
true decorum, that we feel ourselves entitled to expose al T What is the end and aim of these observations ? Sim- cant on the subject. Cant is a substitution of bollos de ply this that, viewed as works of art, these statues can words, which uniformly betrays a real want of the feeline only be considered as entitled to rank beside the producing it aspires to ape. We allude to some nonsense which we tions of a rude and early period. Mr Greenshields is a occasionally hear spoken about naked figures. There is no certia) self-taught artist, and this is a sufficient apology, as far thing indecent in a necessarily naked figure ;-indecepc E as regards him, for the fact, that these works, although consists in wanton attitudes, and the associations therebration we find in them here and there a happy hit, are worth suggested. Where such things are, the thickest draperiam nothing as a whole ; but what excuse is there for that cannot confer decency. There is nothing indecent in this spirit of humbug, which seeks to bring them forward as Venus de Medici, the Apollo, the Gladiator, or in oui objects of public admiration? A self-taught genius, strug- friend Macdonald's Ajax. The impression wbich the gling without external aid, and against depressing cir- contemplation of such works leaves upon the mind is, the cumstances, is a noble object; but to produce without pure feeling of different kinds of beauty. The uncona 1 yea tuition, in an age when instruction may so easily be ob- scious modesty of the one, tbe sublimity of the other, the beat tained, works which are nothing when compared with power and daring of the two last, are impressions that take ni what might be produced with tuition, is a most pitiful elevate every free mind above low sensual considerations. a pa ambition. We are afraid that it, moreover, results from If we could attribute indecency to a work of art, we would be the remarks we have made, tbat Mr Greenshields has say that there is more in the completely clothed Soldier not shown in these statues, at least) that native energy and his Doxy, than in all the nudities we have enumeof feeling, from which we might augur great things of rated. We say, “if we could attribute indecency to a fita him, if subjected to proper training. *
work of art," because the feelings and reflections awakened rest a faida It will be observed that we have considered this matter in all rightly cultivated minds, by the contemplation of we a on the footing most favourable to the artist, without en- art, are very different from those which our pseudo mo- imate quiring into the competency of the art of sculpture to re- ralists would guard against. He who can gaze on the tablet present such subjects as he has chosen. We shall not at Venus, or the Apollo, we will even say the Leda, and feel it present discuss the question, whether sculpture is capable himself alive only to such associations, may rest assured of representing the low humorous. We only know, that that taste, one of our highest capacities, is yet dormant no successful attempt of the kind has yet come under our within him—that his mental culture is yet in its infancy. ama notice. Rags, weather-beaten and haggard countenances, and mutilated limbs, are not in themselves amusing, but LITERARY AND SCIENTIFIC SOCIETIES OF painful or disgusting, unless as contrasting with some
EDINBURGH. thing else. In Burns's poetry, we are rapt by the glow
ROYAL SOCIETY. of intense passion and high excitement. All the dis
Monday, 4th January. ac deshte agreeable concomitants are forgotten, or, if remembered,
Professor Hope in the Chair. it is merely to raise a smile at their contrast with the procent
Present,-Professors Russell and Ballingall; Drs Knox et son
pe mirth of the moment. We enter into the merriment and Russell ; Robison, - Allan, - Gordon, heart and soul, but the dirt and cold harm us not. So in Esquires, &c. &c. Cruikshank. The grotesque countenances of the per-| THE business of the evening was a paper by Dr Knox, sonale,—the expression of feeling in their figures, is ela- entitled,' “ Observations on the structure of the stomach in borately brought out; while their rags are barely indica- the Peruvian Lama.” ted by a few hasty scratches. In Greenshields' statues, the very reverse is the case. The feeling is feebly and The lama, the only beast of burden possessed by the ancient inadequately indicated, while the worn-out beavers and Peruvians, is, of course, known by name, at least, to all our readers. ; tjen
Its natural history is neither very full nor satisfactory. Blumenbach bonnets, the ungartered hose and ragged garments, the classes it along with the camel, (an arrangement which seems to us to
receive confirmation from Dr Knox's researches,) and enumerates two
kinds :-The lama which has a pectoral projection, and its back bald ei It is but fair, however, to state, that we understand he executed if the expression is admissible) ;-the vicuna, which has no projects these figures upon commission, and that, at the earnest recommen- tion, and is covered with wool. The stomach examined by Dr Knox dation of Lord Elgin, and others of his more judicious patrons, he is belonged to an animal of the latter species; the stufred skin of which anxious to commence immediately something more classical and dig- is either in the College Museum, or in the house of the College Janified,
I pitor. We have ourselves examined the stomach in question, and
Knos, o nicht wach in a which
The more immediate subject of discussion was prefaced abomasus. Baron Cuvier and Sir Everard Home were
by some remarks on the vague habits of reasoning in which agreed that the lama had only four stomachs; but they difper the prosecutors of natural bistory occasionally indulge, and fered in their description of them. The Baron admitted
the narrow inductions upon which they build their theo- the existence of the paunch, the reservoir, and the two last ries. Much error had arisen, and been perpetuated, by a receptacles, denying the existence of the reticulum. Sir simple process. A man of distinguished reputation had Everard, on the other hand, admitted the existence of the hazarded a conjecture; another, imperfectly acquainted with three first, but maintained that the space occupied in the the matter, had repeated it more decidedly in the form of an camel by the echinus and the abomasus was supplied in the assertion; and a third, entirely ignorant of the matter, had lama by a single stomach. The truth was, that the former, propagated the opinion as an ascertained fact. The anato-having only examined the stomach of a fætus, had overmist ascertained, by painful and minute observation, the looked the very small space in the superficies of the stomach, structure of organs, and he inferred from their appearance, which had the same structure with the reticulum in rumi taken in connexion with what he could learn of the pa-nants. The latter, because the contraction marking the sepature of the animal's residence, its manner of life, and, in ration between the echinus and the abomasus in the lama
short, from its natural history, the use to which the organ was not so decided as in the camel, had overlooked the entire 21 was destined. But the anatomist never would infer from diversity of their structure, which showed them to be as
an inspection of one isolated organ, the structure and habits materially different in the one as the other of the whole animal. He would not infer from a piece of The essayist observed in conclusion, that he had, in comhide or bone, the figure and habits of the creature to which pliance with the common use of naturalists, spoken as if it had belonged. Much less would he, because he found there were in reality quadruple and quintuple stomachs. a few fossil bones resembling, in some degree, those of the He was, however, decidedly of opinion, that the impressions hyæna, assume, without further data, that they had belonged conveyed by such language were erroneous. Although the to an animal of homogeneous structure and babits. His form of the stomach might vary in different animals, and whole experience taught him to beware of such hasty gene- although, from this circumstance, as well as from diversified ralization. In the science of abstract form, we could infer, I structure of the surface in different parte, necpliar et acne of
ice in different parts, peculiar stages of without danger, that if certain parts of figures correspond the process of digestion might be more easily referable to a ed, the whole would do so in like manner; but we were not certain locality in some creatures than in others; yet, in all, yet sufficiently acquainted with all the possible combina- the stomach was one organ, and discharged one definite tions of form in organic structures, to admit of such a pro- function. cess of reasoning. Far less were we entitled to limit to the No member offered any remarks upon this communicaDarrow range of our experience, the purposes of an Infinite tion, and the Society adjourned. Being.
The Essayist proceeded to observe, that he had been led to make these general remarks, by having seen the dangerous tendency of such superficial and inaccurate inductions in
THE DRAMA. the statement made by Sir E. Home, respecting the structar of the stomach of the lama, as compared to that of the
Miss JARMAN and the Pantomime have been drawing cannel. The Baronet had affirmed, that the stomach of the
de exceedingly good houses to the Theatre for the last ten former differed materially in structure from that of the latter; but he had been led into this error, by overlooking the days.
days. Miss Jarman has been playing principally in genfact, that the organs of the young seldom display the com- teel comedy, and with a degree of talent sufficient to put plete structure of the adult animal. The history of tbe the blind admirers of Miss Foote, Miss Ellen Tree, Miss theories respecting the stomach of the camel itself, was a cu-Love, Madame Vestris, et hoc genus omne, to the blush. rious specimen of that process of reasoning he had been re-She takes her benefit next Saturday, when, for the credit probating. It was known that this animal had the power of the taste of Edinburgh, we anticipate one of the best of subsisting a long time without water ; it had been as
houses of the season. sumed that it possessed a power of retaining water in its
It is to us very incomprehensible stomacb; and an organ being found, on dissection, seem-na
that Miss Jarman should have been allowed to quit Loningly adapted for such a purpose, it bad been taken for don ; but seeing that we have had the good fortune to granted that it was so intended. The difficulty was en-secure her services here, it would be worse than ungratetirely overlooked, which arose from the fact, that we knew ful if we did not avail ourselves of the approaching opporof no muscular and vital, or, as anatomists term it, mucous tunity of showing our sense of their value. We have alsurface, with which a fluid could remain any length of time rendü sa
ready said, and we again repeat, that we question whein contact, without being absorbed. The belief, that the
ther there is an actress equally talented on the British retrptacles in the stomach of the camel could retain water for a length of time unabsorbed, rested on very slender data.
stage.. There were only three instances recorded. One was narra
The happy family circles which have been visiting the ted by Bruce, who must be considered (the Essayist re-Theatre of late, it has done our heart much good to see ; Cetted to say an indifferent authority. Another was an and impressed as we are with the conviction that no experiment, conducted rather in a coarse manner, at the amusement could be more innocent or rational, we have College of Surgeons in London. A camel bad been pur
read with sincere pleasure the lively and pithy remarks chased in a dying condition. It had been forced to drink
on the subject which appeared in the last number of a considerable quantity of water, (a portion had even been pogred down its throat,) and had been immediately after Blackwood's Magazine. They occur in the review of a killed, by inserting a poniard into the crevice between the poem called “ The Age,” which the critic informs us is Canium and the first of the vertebræ. It was kept in an the production of a London tailor. In the course of his erect attitude after death by means of suspension, was open- poem, the said tailor thus speaks of the Theatre :ed in the course of two hours, and a considerable quantity
“ Among them, the most prominent appears, of water found in the stomach. The camel was one of those animals which had, in the
And is perhaps productive of the most
Depravity in man,—the theatre; comninon language of naturalists, five stomachs. From the
That den of thieves, that ultimate resource sesophagus the food passed into the paunch; thence into a
Of all the wanton, profligate, and vile second receptacle, which, from its consisting almost entirely | to those vessels in which the water was supposed to be
That haunt of harlots-nursery of vice
Grand focus of iniquity, which draws Mained, had been denominated the reservoir ; thence into
Within its circle all impurity, what corresponded to the second stomach (reticulum) of ru
Profaneness, gross impiety, and crimeminating animals; beyond these lay the echinus and the
Temple of Satan" —
Upon these lines the reviewer makes the following excelfound it to coincide exactly with the description given in the very able paper of which our abstract can convey but a feeble idea. It is beat justice to the raernory of a meritorious individual to add, that
you mean that.
or a descr De Koox took occasion to bestow a high and merited enconium on tion of our Edinburgh Theatre? If you do, down with Danbenton, the assistant of Buffon, whose accurate dissection of the
your trowsers, and take a taste of the knout. Look at the nel's stomach has been so unaccountably passed over in silence by Cuvier.
"pit, you vulgar fraction. A more decent set of people never Sir E. has examined only the very young lama.
sat in a church. “Haunt of harlots,' indeed!“ How dare
you, you nine-pin, to calumniate the citizens, the citizens' | One spot of brightness in the gloom profound
Nursery of Vice! Why, you Flea, every countenance One gleam of joy to drooping nature given
| Lights up its torch, and wide illumines heaven.
S“ God of our fathers !” thus the prophet cries,please bis wife, educate his children, and go to church twice“ Omnipotent, eternal, only wise ; every Sabbath. • Temple of Satan ! Were Satan, you Thou, mighty Lord, at whose supreme command Dung, to dare to show his face on the critic row, these I led this people forth from yon proud Jand! two strapping students of divinity would kick him into his Oh ! look upon them now, as thou hast done, nativ lement. Within its circle all profaneness, impu-Ere yet thy great deliverance was wonrity, gross impiety, and crime ! You Bug, you must have
| Ten times the pestilence came down from thee, dined to-day on poisoned cabbage, and the fumes have wrapt your brain in delirium. But list! You must keep a betterThy might asserting and their vanity; tongue in your head, else even your profession may not save And yet once more, God of our fathers, show you from punishment; and with nice adaptation of instru- Thy arm of might to impious man below!" ment to criminal, some cit will apply the little toe of his left foot to your posteriors, and make you jerk along Shak- | Then o'er the clamorous sea he stretch'd his hand, speare Square like a bit of Indian rubber.
And o'er old Ocean swept his potent wand ;“Or look at the boxes. •Ultimate resource of all the
The waves, loud-roaring, knew the awful sign, wanton, profligate, and vile! What do you mean, you miscreant? Why, that beautiful young bride is yet in her ho- The prophet-priest, the Almighty voice divine : neymoon, and the angel on her right hand is to be married Back from their gulfs indignantly they rollid; on Thursday to that handsome hussar, whose irresistibles The briny deeps their cavern-glooms unfold; you yourself made, and they do you intinite credit. A hun-Lo! on a sudden, to the astonish'd sight dred, fair and innocent as she, are all shedding such tears as The realms long lock'd in darkness wake to light; angels weep for
The scaly monsters of the deep are seen • The gentle lady married to the Moor,'
Struggling, affrighted, mid their meadows green ; so gently personified by the gentle Miss Jarman.
And myriad wrecks lay scatter'd all around,
Calmly reposing on the wave-wash'd ground. * Fling him ower—fling him ower !'
They mark the mariner's chill, cheerless tomb Such is the cry of all the gods in the gallery, and Snip plays Low in the rock-crags of the ocean womb, spin at half-price from heaven, and loses his life for six. They see all strange and unin
| They see all strange and unimagined things
That dwell beneath the waves, the water's wanderings
Recoil'd, and wide was left the waveless way.
The sea hath hearken'd to your Lord's command !
On either side, like a huge wall they rise-
The foaming waters--to the sun-lit skies ;
The tempest raves, the ocean rolls no more,
A path of safety summons you before;
Then onward now !--the dark dry deeps dare all,
They rush—they run—the host, the chosen race,
The tyrant-king, like baffled tiger, views Behind-the regal ranks in long array,
His passing prey, and fearlessly pursues; With arms bright flashing to the cloudless day;
Onward they baste upon the Red-sea shore, And upon all, the sun-god, flaming high,
And trace the pathway seldom trod before. Sent down his darts of fury from the sky.
But now the trial of the true is done, Silent they stood upon the sands—for fear
And down heaven's steep swift wheels the setting sun : Had traced her tale upon the pale cheeks there;
| Safe from their pathway strange the chosen come, No arm of man could ward the impending doom,
Some chanting anthems, whispering prayers some; Nor snatch their thousands from the threatening tomb;
| And lo! bright glittering, behind them far, No wiles elude the dread destroyer's dart,
In the last sun rays, shone the pomp of war ; Nor work a way for Israel to depart ;
One brief bright glance the prophet turns to heaven, The waves before were gaping to devour
One heartfelt prayer to the deliverer givenBehind, the king, with Egypt's arm'd power
Then once again he waves his potent wand, Below, the herbless sands-above, the sky
Wing'd with the mighty voice of God's command : Then what defence from coming tyranny ?
Old Ocean bears ;—the waters vast obey
They rush impetuous on the trodden wayThe righteous ruler of the chosen race,
Prone o'er the trembling ranks they haste- they sweepTo heaven uplifts his hope-enkindled face ;
Dash on the hosts, and revel through the deep;
The proud array of battle scatter'd all,
And one vast waste of waves is seen alone, .
Save where, at intervals, a struggling cry
Tells of some sinking wretch's agony,
Fills with white foam the hot and breezeless air ;