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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 12645 ***
+
+THE MIRROR OF LITERATURE, AMUSEMENT, AND INSTRUCTION.
+
+VOL. 17, No. 483.] SATURDAY, APRIL 2, 1831. [PRICE 2d.
+
+
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+[Illustration: GROTTO AT ASCOT PLACE.]
+
+
+Here is a picturesque contrivance of Art to embellish Nature. We have
+seen many such labours, but none with more satisfaction than the Grotto
+at Ascot Place.
+
+This estate is in the county of Surrey, five miles south-east from
+Windsor, on the side of Ascot Heath, near Winkfield. The residence was
+erected by Andrew Lindergreen, Esq.; at whose death it was sold to
+Daniel Agace, Esq., who has evinced considerable taste in the
+arrangement of the grounds. The house is of brick, with wings. On the
+adjoining lawn, a circular Corinthian temple produces a very pleasing
+effect. The gem of the estate is, however, the above Grotto, which is
+situate at the end of a canal running through the grounds. Upon this
+labour of leisure much expense and good taste have been bestowed. It
+consists of four rooms, but one only, for the refreshing pastime of tea
+drinking, appears to be completed. It is almost entirely covered with a
+white spar, intermixed with curious and unique specimens of polished
+pebbles and petrifactions. The ceiling is ornamented with pendants of
+the same material; and the whole, when under the influence of a
+strong sun, has an almost magical effect. These and other decorations of
+the same grounds were executed by a person named Turnbull, who was
+employed here for several years by Mr. Agace. Our View is copied from
+one of a series of engravings by Mr. Hakewill, the ingenious architect;
+these illustrations being supplementary to that gentleman's quarto
+_History of Windsor_.
+
+We request the reader to enjoy with us the delightful repose--the cool
+and calm retreat--of the Engraving. Be he never so indifferent a lover
+of Nature, he must admire its picturesque beauty; or be he never so
+enthusiastic, he must regard with pleasure the ingenuity of the artist.
+To an amateur, the pursuit of decorating grounds is one of the most
+interesting and intellectual amusements of retirement. We have
+worshipped from dewy morn till dusky eve in rustic temples and "cool
+grots," and have sometimes aided in their construction. The roots,
+limbs, and trunks of trees, and straw or reeds, are all the materials
+required to build these hallowed and hallowing shrines. We call them
+hallowing, because they are either built, or directed to be built, in
+adoration of the beauties of Nature; who, in turn, mantles them with
+endless varieties of lichens and mosses. In the Rookery adjoining John
+Evelyn's "Wotton" were many such temples dedicated to sylvan deities:
+one of them, to Pan, consists of a pediment supported by four rough
+trunks of trees, the walls being of moss and laths, and enclosed with
+tortuous limbs. Beneath the pediment is the following apposite line from
+Virgil:
+
+  Pan curat oves oviumque magistros.
+  Pan, guardian of the sheep and shepherds too.
+
+Yet the building is not merely ornamental, for the back serves as a
+cow-house!
+
+Pope's love of grotto-building has made it a poetical amusement. Who
+does not remember his grotto at Twickenham--
+
+          The EGERIAN GROT,
+  Where, nobly pensive, ST. JOHN sat and thought;
+  Where British sighs from dying _Wyndham_ stole,
+  And the bright flame was shot through Marchmont's soul.
+  Let such, such only, tread this sacred floor,
+  Who dare to love their COUNTRY, and be poor.
+
+--The Grotto, has, however, crumbled to the dilapidations of time, and
+the pious thefts of visiters; but, proud are we to reflect that the
+poetry of the great genius who dictated its erection--LIVES; and his
+fame is untarnished by the canting reproach of the critics of our time.
+True it is that the best, or ripest fruit, is always most pecked at.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+FAIRY SONG.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+  Slowly o'er the mountain's brow
+    Rosy light is dawning;
+  See! the stars are fading now
+    In the beam of morning.
+  Yonder soft approaching ray
+  Bids us, Fairies, haste away.
+
+  Fairy guardians, watching o'er
+    Flowers of tender blossom,
+  Chilling damps descend no more,
+    And the flow'ret's bosom,
+  Opening to th' approaching day,
+  Bids ye, Fairies, haste away.
+
+  Hark! the lonely bird of night
+    Stays its notes of sadness;
+  Early birds, that hail the light,
+    Soon shall wake to gladness.
+  Philomel's concluding lay
+  Bids us follow night away.
+
+  Ye that guard the infant's rest,
+    Or watch the maiden's pillow;--
+  Demons seek their home unblest
+    'Neath Ocean's deepest billow:
+  Harmless now the dreams that play
+  O'er slumbering eyes, then haste away.
+
+  Farewell lovely scenes, that here
+    Wait the day god's shining;
+  We must follow Dian's sphere
+    O'er the hills declining.
+  Brighter comes the beam of day--
+  Haste ye, Fairies, haste away.
+
+G.J.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+DREAMS PRODUCED BY WHISPERING IN THE SLEEPER'S EAR.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+    Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes;
+    When monarch Reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
+
+  DRYDEN.
+
+
+Dr. Abercrombie, in his work on the Intellectual Powers, has recorded
+several instances of remarkable dreams.--Among them is the following
+extraordinary instance of the power which may be exercised over some
+persons while asleep, of creating dreams by whispering in their ears. An
+officer in the expedition to Lanisburg, in 1758, had this peculiarity in
+so remarkable a degree, that his companions in the transport were in the
+constant habit of amusing themselves at his expense. It had more effect
+when the voice was that of a friend familiar to him. At one time they
+conducted him through the whole progress of a quarrel, which ended in a
+duel, and when the parties were supposed to be met, a pistol was put
+into his hand, which he fired, and was awakened by the report. On
+another occasion they found him asleep on the top of a locker, or
+bunker, in the cabin, when they made him believe he had fallen
+overboard, and exhorted him to save himself by swimming. They then told
+him a shark was pursuing him, and entreated him to dive for his life;
+this he instantly did, but with such force as to throw himself from the
+locker to the cabin floor, by which he was much bruised, and awakened of
+course. After the landing of the army at Lanisburg, his companions found
+him one day asleep in the tent, and evidently much annoyed by the
+cannonading. They then made him believe he was engaged, when he
+expressed great fear, and an evident disposition to run away. Against
+this they remonstrated, but at the same time increased his fears by
+imitating the groans of the wounded and the dying; and when he asked, as
+he sometimes did, who were down, they named his particular friends. At
+last they told him that the man next him in the line had fallen, when he
+instantly sprang from his bed, rushed out of the tent, and was roused
+from his danger and his dream together, by falling over the tent ropes.
+
+By the by, all this is quite contrary to Dryden's theory, who says--
+
+  "As one who in a frightful dream would shun
+  His pressing foe, _labours in vain_ to run;
+  And his own slowness in his sleep bemoans,
+  With thick short sighs, weak cries, and tender groans."
+
+And again, in his Virgil--
+
+  "When heavy sleep has closed the sight,
+  And sickly fancy labours in the night,
+  We seem to run, and, destitute of force,
+  Our sinking limbs forsake us in the course;
+  In vain we heave for breath--_in vain we cry_--
+  _The nerves unbraced, their usual strength deny,
+  And on the tongue the flattering accents die_."
+
+Now this man seems to have had the use not only of his limbs, but of his
+faculty of speech, while dreaming; and it was not till after he awoke
+that he felt the oppression Dryden describes; for it is stated, that
+when he awoke he had no distinct recollection of his dream, but only a
+confused feeling of oppression and fatigue, and used to tell his
+companions that he was sure they had been playing some trick upon him.
+
+W.A.R.
+
+P.S. This is a sleepy article; and I would warn its reader to endeavour
+not to fall asleep over it, and thus endanger his falling over his
+chair; and lest some familiar friend or _chere amie_ should, finding
+his instructions in his hand, take the opportunity of making the
+experiment, and may be create a little jealous quarrel or so.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+SONNET TO THE RIVER ARUN.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+  Pure Stream! whose waters gently glide along,
+  In murmuring cadence to the Poet's ear,
+  Who, stretch'd at ease your flowery banks among,
+  Views with delight your glassy surface clear,
+  Roll pleasing on through Otways sainted wood;
+  Where "musing Pity" still delights to mourn,
+  And kiss the spot where oft her votary stood,
+  Or hang fresh cypress o'er his weeping urn;--
+  Here, too, retir'd from Folly's scenes afar,
+  His powerful shell first studious Collins strung;
+  Whilst Fancy, seated in her rainbow car,
+  Round him her flowers Parnassian wildly flung.
+  Stream of the Bards! oft Hayley linger'd here;
+  And Charlotte Smith[1] hath grac'd thy current with a tear.
+
+_The Author of "A Tradesman's Lays." No. 85, Leather Lane._
+
+
+    [1] This charming, accomplished poetess has addressed one of her
+        most beautiful "Elegiac Sonnets" to this inspiring River.
+        Her tender image of the "infant Otway" is, however, borrowed
+        from a stanza in Collins's inimitable "Ode to Pity:"--
+
+          "Wild Arun, too, has heard thy strains
+          And echo 'midst my native plains
+          Been sooth'd by Pity's lute;
+          There first the wren thy myrtles shed
+          On gentlest Otway's _infant head_--
+          To him thy cell was shown," &c.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+RETROSPECTIVE GLEANINGS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANCIENT BLACK BOOKS, &c.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+The Black Book of the Exchequer is said to have been composed in the
+year 1175, by Gervase of Tilbury, nephew of King Henry the Second. It
+contains a description of the court of England, as it then stood, its
+officers, their ranks, privileges, wages, perquisites, powers, and
+jurisdictions; and the revenues of the crown, both in money, grain, and
+cattle. Here we find, that for one shilling, as much bread might be
+bought as would serve a hundred men a whole day; and the price for a fat
+bullock was only twelve shillings, and a sheep four, &c. At the end of
+this book are the Annals of William of Worcester, which contain notes on
+the affairs of his own times.
+
+The Black Book of the English Monasteries was a detail of the scandalous
+enormities practised in religious houses: compiled by order of the
+visiters, under King Henry the Eighth, to blacken them, and thus hasten
+their dissolution.
+
+Books which relate to necromancy are called Black Books.
+
+Black-rent, or Black-mail, was a certain rate of money, corn, cattle, or
+other consideration, paid (says Cowell) to men allied with robbers, to
+be by them protected from the danger of such as usually rob or steal.
+
+  P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANCIENT STATE OF PANCRAS.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+Brewer, in his "London and Middlesex," says--"When a visitation of the
+church of Pancras was made, in the year 1251, there were only forty
+houses in the parish." The desolate situation of the village, in the
+latter part of the 16th century, is emphatically described by Norden, in
+his "Speculum Britanniæ." After noticing the solitary condition of the
+church, he says--"Yet about the structure have bin manie buildings, now
+decaied, leaving poore Pancrast without companie or comfort." In some
+manuscript additions to his work, the same writer has the following
+observations:--"Although this place be, as it were, forsaken of all, and
+true men seldom frequent the same, but upon deveyne occasions, yet it is
+visayed by thieves, who assemble not there to pray, but to waite for
+prayer; and many fall into their handes, clothed, that are glad when
+they are escaped naked. Walk not there too late."
+
+Pancras is said to have been a parish before the Conquest, and is
+mentioned in Domesday Book. It derived its name from the saint to whom
+the church is dedicated--a youthful Phrygian nobleman, who suffered
+death under the Emperor Dioclesian, for his adherence to the Christian
+faith.
+
+P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+SALT AMONG THE ANCIENT GREEKS.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+Potter, in his "Antiquities of Greece," says--"Salt was commonly set
+before strangers, before they tasted the victuals provided for them;
+whereby was intimated, that as salt does consist of aqueous and terrene
+particles, mixed and united together, or as it is a concrete of several
+aqueous parts, so the stranger and the person by whom he was entertained
+should, from the time of their tasting salt together, maintain a
+constant union of love and friendship."
+
+Others tell us, that salt being apt to preserve flesh from corruption,
+signified, that the friendship which was then begun should be firm and
+lasting; and some, to mention no more different opinions concerning this
+matter, think, that a regard was had to the purifying quality of salt,
+which was commonly used in lustrations, and that it intimated that
+friendship ought to be free from all design and artifice, jealousy and
+suspicion.
+
+It may be, the ground of this custom was only this, that salt was
+constantly used at all entertainments, both of the gods and men, whence
+a particular sanctity was believed to be lodged in it: it is hence
+called divine salt by Homer, and holy salt by others; and by placing of
+salt on the table, a sort of blessing was thought to be conveyed to
+them. To have eaten at the same table was esteemed an inviolable
+obligation to friendship; and to transgress the salt at the table--that
+is, to break the laws of hospitality, and to injure one by whom any
+person had been entertained--was accounted one of the blackest crimes:
+hence that exaggerating interrogation of Demosthenes, "Where is the
+salt? where the hospital tables?" for in despite of these, he had been
+the author of these troubles. And the crime of Paris in stealing Helena
+is aggravated by Cassandra, upon this consideration, that he had
+contemned the salt, and overturned the hospital table.
+
+P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE NOVELIST.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE GAMESTER'S DAUGHTER.
+
+_From the Confessions of an Ambitious Student._
+
+
+A fit, one bright spring morning, came over me--a fit of poetry. From
+that time the disorder increased, for I indulged it; and though such of
+my performances as have been seen by friendly eyes have been looked upon
+as mediocre enough, I still believe, that if ever I could win a lasting
+reputation, it would be through that channel. Love usually accompanies
+poetry, and, in my case, there was no exception to the rule.
+
+"There was a slender, but pleasant brook, about two miles from our
+house, to which one or two of us were accustomed, in the summer days, to
+repair to bathe and saunter away our leisure hours. To this favourite
+spot I one day went alone, and crossing a field which led to the brook,
+I encountered two ladies, with one of whom, having met her at some house
+in the neighbourhood, I had a slight acquaintance. We stopped to speak
+to each other, and I saw the face of her companion. Alas! were I to live
+ten thousand lives, there would never be a moment in which I could be
+alone--nor sleeping, and that face not with me!
+
+"My acquaintance introduced us to each other. I walked home with them to
+the house of Miss D----(so was the strange, who was also the younger
+lady named.) The next day I called upon her; the acquaintance thus
+commenced did not droop; and, notwithstanding our youth--for Lucy D----
+was only seventeen, and I nearly a year younger--we soon loved, and with
+a love, which, full of poesy and dreaming, as from our age it
+necessarily must have been, was not less durable, nor less heart-felt,
+than if it had arisen from the deeper and more earthly sources in which
+later life only hoards its affections.
+
+"Oh, God! how little did I think of what our young folly entailed upon
+us! We delivered ourselves up to the dictates of our hearts, and forgot
+that there was a future. Neither of us had any ulterior design; we did
+not think--poor children that we were--of marriage, and settlements, and
+consent of relations. We touched each other's hands, and were happy; we
+read poetry together--and when we lifted up our eyes from the page,
+those eyes met, and we did not know why our hearts beat so violently;
+and at length, when we spake of love, and when we called each other Lucy
+and ----; when we described all that we had thought in absence--and all
+we had felt when present--when we sat with our hands locked each in
+each--and at last, growing bolder, when in the still and quiet
+loneliness of a summer twilight we exchanged our first kiss, we did not
+dream that the world forbade what seemed to us so natural; nor--feeling
+in our own hearts the impossibility of change--did we ever ask whether
+this sweet and mystic state of existence was to last for ever!
+
+"Lucy was an only child; her father was a man of wretched character. A
+profligate, a gambler--ruined alike in fortune, hope, and reputation, he
+was yet her only guardian and protector. The village in which we both
+resided was near London; there Mr. D---- had a small cottage, where he
+left his daughter and his slender establishment for days, and
+sometimes for weeks together, while he was engaged in equivocal
+speculations--giving no address, and engaged in no professional mode of
+life. Lucy's mother had died long since, of a broken heart--(that fate,
+too, was afterwards her daughter's)--so that this poor girl was
+literally without a monitor or a friend, save her own innocence--and,
+alas! innocence is but a poor substitute for experience. The lady with
+whom I had met her had known her mother, and she felt compassion for the
+child. She saw her constantly, and sometimes took her to her own house,
+whenever she was in the neighbourhood; but that was not often, and only
+for a few days at a time. Her excepted, Lucy had no female friend.
+
+"One evening we were to meet at a sequestered and lonely part of the
+brook's course, a spot which was our usual rendezvous. I waited
+considerably beyond the time appointed, and was just going sorrowfully
+away when she appeared. As she approached, I saw that she was in
+tears--and she could not for several moments speak for weeping. At
+length I learned that her father had just returned home, after a long
+absence--that he had announced his intention of immediately quitting
+their present home and going to a distant part of the country,
+or--perhaps even abroad.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+"It is an odd thing in the history of the human heart, that the times
+most sad to experience are often the most grateful to recall; and of all
+the passages in our brief and checkered love, none have I clung to so
+fondly or cherished so tenderly, as the remembrance of that desolate and
+tearful hour. We walked slowly home, speaking very little, and lingering
+on the way--and my arm was round her waist all the time. There was a
+little stile at the entrance of the garden round Lucy's home, and
+sheltered as it was by trees and bushes, it was there, whenever we met,
+we took our last adieu--and there that evening we stopped, and lingered
+over our parting words and our parting kiss--and at length, when I tore
+myself away, I looked back and saw her in the sad and grey light of the
+evening still there, still watching, still weeping! What, what hours of
+anguish and gnawing of heart must one, who loved so kindly and so
+entirely as she did, have afterwards endured.
+
+"As I lay awake that night, a project, natural enough, darted across me.
+I would seek Lucy's father, communicate our attachment, and sue for his
+approbation. We might, indeed, be too young for marriage--but we could
+wait, and love each other in the meanwhile. I lost no time in following
+up this resolution. The next day, before noon, I was at the door of
+Lucy's cottage--I was in the little chamber that faced the garden, alone
+with her father.
+
+"A boy forms strange notions of a man who is considered a scoundrel. I
+was prepared to see one of fierce and sullen appearance, and to meet
+with a rude and coarse reception. I found in Mr. D---- a person who
+early accustomed--(for he was of high birth)--to polished society, still
+preserved, in his manner and appearance, its best characteristics. His
+voice was soft and bland; his face, though haggard and worn, retained
+the traces of early beauty; and a courteous and attentive ease of
+deportment had been probably improved by the habits of deceiving others,
+rather than impaired. I told our story to this man, frankly and fully.
+When I had done, he rose; he took me by the hand; he expressed some
+regret, yet some satisfaction, at what he had heard. He was sensible how
+much peculiar circumstances had obliged him to leave his daughter
+unprotected; he was sensible, also, that from my birth and future
+fortunes, my affection did honour to the object of my choice. Nothing
+would have made him so happy, so proud, had I been older--had I been my
+own master. But I and he, alas! must be aware that my friends and
+guardians would never consent to my forming any engagement at so
+premature an age, and they and the world would impute the blame to him;
+for calumny (he added in a melancholy tone) had been busy with his name,
+and any story, however false or idle, would be believed of one who was
+out of the world's affections.
+
+"All this, and much more, did he say; and I pitied him while he spoke.
+Our conference then ended in nothing fixed;--but--he asked me to dine
+with him the next day. In a word, while he forbade me at present to
+recur to the subject, he allowed me to see his daughter as often as I
+pleased: this lasted for about ten days. At the end of that time, when I
+made my usual morning visit, I saw D---- alone; he appeared much
+agitated. He was about, he said, to be arrested. He was undone for
+ever--and his poor daughter!--he could say no more--his manly heart was
+overcome--and he hid his face with his hands. I attempted to console
+him, and inquired the sum necessary to relieve him. It was considerable;
+and on hearing it named, my power of consolation I deemed over at once.
+I was mistaken. But why dwell on so hacknied a topic as that of a
+sharper on the one hand, and a dupe on the other? I saw a gentleman of
+the tribe of Israel--I raised a sum of money, to be repaid when I came
+of age, and that sum was placed in D----'s hands. My intercourse with
+Lucy continued; but not long. This matter came to the ears of one who
+had succeeded my poor aunt, now no more, as my guardian. He saw D----,
+and threatened him with penalties, which the sharper did not dare to
+brave. My guardian was a man of the world; he said nothing to me on the
+subject, but he begged me to accompany him on a short tour through a
+neighbouring county. I took leave of Lucy only for a few days as I
+imagined. I accompanied my guardian--was a week absent--returned--and
+hastened to the cottage; it was shut up--an old woman opened the
+door--they were gone, father and daughter, none knew whither!
+
+"It was now that my guardian disclosed his share in this event, so
+terribly unexpected by me. He unfolded the arts of D----; he held up his
+character in its true light. I listened to him patiently, while he
+proceeded thus far; but when, encouraged by my silence, he attempted to
+insinuate that Lucy was implicated in her father's artifices--that she
+had lent herself to decoy, to the mutual advantage of sire and daughter,
+the inexperienced heir of considerable fortunes,--my rage and
+indignation exploded at once. High words ensued. I defied his
+authority--I laughed at his menaces--I openly declared my resolution of
+tracing Lucy to the end of the world, and marrying her the instant she
+was found. Whether or not that my guardian had penetrated sufficiently
+into my character to see that force was not the means by which I was to
+be guided, I cannot say; but he softened from his tone at
+last--apologized for his warmth--condescended to soothe and
+remonstrate--and our dispute ended in a compromise. I consented to leave
+Mr. S----, and to spend the next year, preparatory to my going to the
+university, with my guardian: he promised, on the other hand, that if,
+at the end of that year, I still wished to discover Lucy, he would throw
+no obstacles in the way of my search. I was ill-contented with this
+compact; but I was induced to it by my firm persuasion that Lucy would
+write to me, and that we should console each other, at least, by a
+knowledge of our mutual situation and our mutual constancy. In this
+persuasion, I insisted on remaining six weeks longer with S----, and
+gained my point; and that any letter Lucy might write, might not be
+exposed to any officious intervention from S----, or my guardian's
+satellites, I walked every day to meet the postman who was accustomed to
+bring our letters. None came from Lucy. Afterwards, I learned that
+D----, whom my guardian had wisely bought, as well as intimidated, had
+intercepted three letters which she had addressed to me, in her
+unsuspecting confidence--and that she only ceased to write when she
+ceased to believe in me.
+
+"I went to reside with my guardian. A man of a hospitable and liberal
+turn, his house was always full of guests, who were culled from the most
+agreeable circles in London. We lived in a perpetual round of amusement;
+and my uncle, who thought I should be rich enough to afford to be
+ignorant, was more anxious that I should divert my mind, than instruct
+it. Well, this year passed slowly and sadly away, despite of the gaiety
+around me; and, at the end of that time, I left my uncle to go to the
+university; but I first lingered in London to make inquiries after
+D----. I could learn no certain tidings of him, but heard that the most
+probable place to find him was a certain gaming-house in K---- Street.
+Thither I repaired forthwith. It was a haunt of no delicate and
+luxurious order of vice; the chain attached to the threshold indicated
+suspicion of the spies of justice; and a grim and sullen face peered
+jealously upon me before I was suffered to ascend the filthy and noisome
+staircase. But my search was destined to a brief end. At the head of the
+_Rouge et Noir_ table, facing my eyes the moment I entered the evil
+chamber, was the marked and working countenance of D----.
+
+"He did not look up--no, not once, all the time he played; he won
+largely--rose with a flushed face and trembling hand--descended the
+stairs--stopped in a room below, where a table was spread with meats and
+wine--took a large tumbler of Madeira, and left the house. I had waited
+patiently--I had followed him with a noiseless step--I now drew my
+breath hard, clenched my hands, as if to nerve myself for a contest--and
+as he paused a moment under one of the lamps, seemingly in doubt whither
+to go--I laid my hand on his shoulder, and uttered his name. His eyes
+wandered with a leaden and dull gaze over my face before he remembered
+me. _Then_ he recovered his usual bland smile and soft tone. He
+grasped my unwilling hand, and inquired with the tenderness of a parent
+after my health. I did not heed his words. 'Your daughter,' said I,
+convulsively.
+
+"'Ah! you were old friends,' quoth he, smiling; 'you have recovered that
+folly, I hope. Poor thing! she will be happy to see an old friend. You
+know of course--
+
+"'What?' for he hesitated.
+
+"'That Lucy is married!'
+
+"'Married!' and as that word left my lips, it seemed as if my very life,
+my very soul, had gushed forth also in the sound. When--oh! when, in the
+night-watch and the daily yearning, when, whatever might have been my
+grief or wretchedness, or despondency, when had I dreamt, when imaged
+forth even the outline of a doom like this? Married! my Lucy, my fond,
+my constant, my pure-hearted, and tender Lucy! Suddenly, all the chilled
+and revolted energies of my passions seemed to re-act, and rush back
+upon me. I seized that smiling and hollow wretch with a fierce grasp.
+'You have done this--you have broken her heart--you have crushed mine! I
+curse you in her name and my own!--I curse you from the bottom and with
+all the venom of my soul!--Wretch! wretch! and he was as a reed in my
+hands.'
+
+"'Madman,' said he, as at last he extricated himself from my gripe, 'my
+daughter married with her free consent, and to one far better fitted to
+make her happy than you. Go, go--I forgive you--I also was once in love,
+and with _her_ mother!'
+
+"I did not answer--I let him depart.
+
+"It was a little while after this interview--but I mention it now, for
+there is no importance in the quarter from which I heard it--that I
+learned some few particulars of Lucy's marriage. There was, and still
+is, in the world's gossip, a strange story of a rich, foolish man, awed
+as well as gulled by a sharper, and of a girl torn to a church with a
+violence so evident that the priest refused the ceremony. But the rite
+was afterwards solemnized by special license, in private, and at night.
+The pith of that story has truth, and Lucy was at once the heroine and
+victim of the romance. Now, then, I turn to somewhat a different strain
+in my narrative.
+
+"You, A----, who know so well the habits of a university _life_,
+need not be told how singularly monotonous and contemplative it may be
+made to a lonely man. The first year I was there, I mixed, as you may
+remember, in none of the many circles into which that curious and motley
+society is split. My only recreation was in long and companionless
+rides; and in the flat and dreary country around our university, the
+cheerless aspect of nature fed the idle melancholy at my heart. In the
+second year of my college life, I roused myself a little from my
+seclusion, and rather by accident than design--you will remember that my
+acquaintance was formed among the men considered most able and promising
+of our time. In the summer of that year, I resolved to make a bold
+effort to harden my mind and conquer its fastidious reserve; and I set
+out to travel over the North of England, and the greater part of
+Scotland, in the humble character of a pedestrian tourist. Nothing ever
+did my character more solid good than that experiment. I was thrown
+among a thousand varieties of character; I was continually forced into
+bustle and action, and into _providing for myself_--that great and
+indelible lesson towards permanent independence of character.
+
+"One evening, in an obscure part of Cumberland, I was seeking a short
+cut to a neighbouring village through a gentleman's grounds, in which
+there was a public path. Just within sight of the house (which was an
+old, desolate building, in the architecture of James the First, with
+gable-ends and dingy walls, and deep-sunk, gloomy windows,) I perceived
+two ladies at a little distance before me; one seemed in weak and
+delicate health, for she walked slowly and with pain, and stopped often
+as she leaned on her companion. I lingered behind, in order not to pass
+them abruptly; presently, they turned away towards the house, and I saw
+them no more. Yet that frail and bending form, as I too soon afterwards
+learned--that form, which I did not recognise--which, by a sort of
+fatality, I saw only in a glimpse, and yet for the last time on
+earth,--that form--was the wreck of Lucy D----!
+
+"Unconscious of this event in my destiny, I left that neighbourhood, and
+settled for some weeks on the borders of the Lake Keswick. There, one
+evening, a letter, re-directed to me from London, reached me. The
+hand-writing was that of Lucy; but the trembling and slurred characters,
+so different from that graceful ease which was wont to characterize all
+she did, filled me, even at the first glance, with alarm. This is the
+letter--read it--you will know, then, what I have lost:--
+
+"'I write to you, my dear, my unforgotten ----, the last letter this
+hand will ever trace. Till now, it would have been a crime to write to
+you; perhaps it is so still--but dying as I am, and divorced from all
+earthly thoughts and remembrances, save yours, I feel that I cannot
+quite collect my mind for the last hour until I have given you the
+blessing of one whom you loved once; and when that blessing is given, I
+think I can turn away from your image, and sever willingly the last tie
+that binds me to earth. I will not afflict you by saying what I have
+suffered since we parted--with what anguish I thought of what _you_
+would feel when you found me gone--and with what cruel, what fearful
+violence, I was forced into becoming the wretch I now am. I was hurried,
+I was driven, into a dreadful and bitter duty--but I thank God that I
+have fulfilled it. What, what have I done, to have been made so
+miserable throughout life as I have been! I ask my heart, and tax my
+conscience--and every night I think over the sins of the day; they do
+not seem to me heavy, yet my penance has been very great. For the last
+two years, I do sincerely think that there has not been one day which I
+have not marked with tears. But enough of this, and of myself. You,
+dear, dear L----, let me turn to you! Something at my heart tells me
+that you have not forgotten that once we were the world to each other,
+and even through the changes and the glories of a man's life, I think
+you will not forget it. True, L----, that I was a poor and friendless,
+and not too-well educated girl, and altogether unworthy of your destiny;
+but you did not think so then--and when you have lost me, it is a sad,
+but it is a real comfort, to feel that that thought will never occur to
+you. Your memory will invest me with a thousand attractions and graces I
+did not possess, and all that you recall of me will be linked with the
+freshest and happiest thoughts of that period of life in which you first
+beheld me. And this thought, dearest L----, sweetens death to me--and
+sometimes it comforts me for what has been. Had our lot been
+otherwise--had we been united, and had you survived your love for me
+(and what more probable!) my lot would have been darker even than it has
+been. I know not how it is--perhaps from my approaching death--but I
+seem to have grown old, and to have obtained the right to be your
+monitor and warner. Forgive me, then, if I implore you to think
+earnestly and deeply of the great ends of life; think of them as one
+might think who is anxious to gain a distant home, and who will not be
+diverted from his way. Oh! could you know how solemn and thrilling a joy
+comes over me as I nurse the belief, the certainty, that we shall meet
+at length, and for ever! Will not that hope also animate you, and guide
+you unerring through the danger and the evil of this entangled life?
+
+"May God bless you, and watch over you--may He comfort and cheer, and
+elevate your heart to him! Before you receive this, _I_ shall be no
+more--and my love, my care for you will, I trust and feel, have become
+eternal.--Farewell:
+
+'L.M.'
+
+"The letter," continued L----, struggling with his emotions, "was dated
+from that village through which I had so lately passed; thither I
+repaired that very night--Lucy had been buried the day before! I stood
+upon a green mound, and a few, few feet below, separated from me by a
+scanty portion of earth, mouldered that heart which had loved me so
+faithfully and so well!"
+
+_New Monthly Magazine._
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+A Jew said to the venerable Ali, in argument on the truth of their
+religion, "You had not even deposited your prophet's body in the earth,
+when you quarrelled among yourselves." Ali replied, "Our divisions
+proceeded from the loss of him, not concerning our faith; but your feet
+were not yet dry from the mud of the Red Sea, when you cried unto Moses,
+saying, 'Make us gods like unto those of the idolaters, that we may
+worship them.'" The Jew was confounded.
+
+W.G.C.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+[Illustration: KILCOLMAN CASTLE, THE RESIDENCE OF THE POET SPENCER.]
+
+
+Few of the original houses of Genius[2] will excite more interest than
+the above relic of SPENCER. It is copied from a lithographic drawing in
+Mr. T. Crofton Croker's "Researches in the South of Ireland," where it
+is so well described, that we can spare but few lines in our abridgement
+of the passage:--
+
+Kilcolman Castle is distant three English miles from Doneraile, and is
+seated in as unpicturesque a spot as at present could have been
+selected. Many of the delightful and visionary anticipations I had
+indulged, from the pleasure of visiting the place where the Fairy Queen
+had been composed, were at an end on beholding the monotonous reality of
+the country. Corn fields, divided from pasturage by numerous
+intersecting hedges, constituted almost the only variety of feature for
+a considerable extent around; and the mountains bounding the prospect
+partook even in a greater degree of the same want of variety in their
+forms. The ruin itself stands on a little rocky eminence. Spreading
+before it lies a tract of flat and swampy ground, through which, we were
+informed, the "River Bregog hight" had its course; and though in winter,
+when swollen by mountain torrents, a deep and rapid stream, its channel
+at present was completely dried up.
+
+    [2] We have the pleasure of informing our esteemed
+        correspondent, H.H. of Twickenham, that the very interesting
+        memorial of GRAY, to which he alluded in his last letter,
+        will illustrate an early number of the _Mirror_.
+
+  "Sometimes, misguided by the tuneful throng,
+  I look for streams immortalized in song,
+  That lost in silence and oblivion lie;
+  Dumb are their fountains, and their channels dry."
+
+Judging from what remains, the original form of Kilcolman was an oblong
+square, flanked by a tower at the south-east corner. The apartment in
+the basement story has still its stone arched roof entire, and is used
+as a shelter for cattle; the narrow, screw-like stairs of the tower are
+nearly perfect, and lead to an extremely small chamber, which we found
+in a state of complete desolation.
+
+Kilcolman was granted by Queen Elizabeth, on the 27th June, 1586, to
+Spencer (who went into Ireland as secretary to Lord Grey), with 3,028
+acres of land, at the rent of 17l. 3s. 6d.; on the same conditions with
+the other undertakers (as they were termed) between whom the forfeited
+Desmond estate was divided. These conditions implied a residence on the
+ground, and their chief object seems to have been the peopling Munster
+with English families: a favourite project of Elizabeth's for
+strengthening the English influence in Ireland, by creating the tie of
+consanguinity between the two countries.
+
+It is supposed that this castle was the principal residence of Spencer
+for about ten years, during which time he composed the works that have
+chiefly contributed to his fame. But the turbulent and indignant spirit
+of the Irish regarded not the haunts of the muse as sacred, and wrapped
+the poet's dwelling in flames. An infant child of Spencer's, together
+with his most valuable property, were consumed, and he returned into
+England;--where, dejected, and broken-hearted, he died soon after, at an
+inn in King-street, Westminster.
+
+"It does not appear what became of Spencer's wife and children. Two sons
+are said to have survived him, Sylvanus and Peregrine; Sylvanus married
+Ellen Nangle or Nagle, eldest daughter of David Nangle of Moneanymy, in
+the county of Cork, by whom he had two sons, Edmund and William Spencer.
+His other son, Peregrine, also married, and had a son Hugolin, who,
+after the restoration of Charles II. was replaced by the Court of Claims
+in as much of the lands as could be found to have been his ancestor's.
+Hugolin attached himself to the cause of James II. and after the
+revolution, was outlawed for treason and rebellion. Some time after his
+cousin William, son of Sylvanus, became a suitor for the forfeited
+property, and recovered it by the interest of Mr. Montague, afterwards
+Earl of Halifax, who was then at the head of the treasury. He had been
+introduced to Mr. Montague by Congreve, who with others was desirous of
+honouring the descendant of so great a poet. Dr. Birch describes him as
+a man somewhat advanced in years, but unable to give any account of the
+works of his ancestor which are wanting. The family has been since very
+imperfectly traced."--_Chalmers's Biog. Dic._
+
+The visits of Sir Walter Raleigh to Spencer at Kilcolman increase the
+interest attached to the place, and are not in the slightest degree
+questionable.[3] To the advice of Raleigh the publication of the first
+books of the Fairy Queen has been ascribed; and the existence of a
+poetical intercourse between such minds, and in such distracting scenes,
+is a delightful recollection that almost warms the heart into romance.
+
+    [3] Raleigh, it will be recollected, became Spencer's patron,
+        upon the death of Sir Philip Sidney, whom he celebrates
+        under the title of "The Shepherd of the Ocean." Raleigh also
+        ensured Spencer the favour of Elizabeth, a pension of 50l.
+        per annum, and the distinction of her laureate.--ED.
+
+Amongst the literary pilgrims whose veneration for Spencer has
+prompted them to examine Kilcolman was the celebrated Edmund Burke;
+nor should the imprudent and enthusiastic Trotter be forgotten; the
+account given by him of his visits, in 1817, are very pleasing,
+though highly tinged with that fanaticism to which he ultimately
+became a victim.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE SELECTOR; AND LITERARY NOTICES OF NEW WORKS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+CROTCHET CASTLE.
+
+
+The author of _Headlong Hall_ has, under the above title,
+produced as lively a little volume of humour and pleasantry as it
+has lately been our good fortune to meet with. Every page, nay,
+every line is a satire upon the extravagance and precocity of what
+Vivian Grey calls our "artificial state;" and all the weak sides of
+our age are mercilessly dealt with by the _coterie_ at Crotchet
+Castle. The book is altogether _Shandean_, and the satire
+_shandied_ to and fro with great vivacity. We need not tell the
+reader what period or event of the last seven years is pointed to in
+the following extract. Mr. Touchandgo, it appears, was a great
+banker, who was "suddenly reported absent one foggy morning, with
+the contents of his till;" his daughter was to have been married to
+Mr. Crotchet but for this untoward event. Here are two of the
+father's letters from his new settlement, and a reply:--
+
+Dotandcarryonetown. State of Apodidraskiana, April 1, 18--.
+
+My dear Child,--I am anxious to learn what are your present position,
+intention, and prospects. The fairies who dropped gold in your shoe, on
+the morning when I ceased to be a respectable man in London, will soon
+find a talismanic channel for transmitting you a stocking full of
+dollars, which will fit the shoe, as well as the foot of Cinderella
+fitted her slipper. I am happy to say, I am again become a respectable
+man. It was always my ambition to be a respectable man, and I am a very
+respectable man here, in this new township of a new state, where I have
+purchased five thousand acres of land, at two dollars an acre, hard
+cash, and established a very flourishing bank. The notes of Touchandgo
+and Company, soft cash, are now the exclusive currency of all this
+vicinity. This is the land, in which all men flourish; but there are
+three classes of men who flourish especially, methodist preachers,
+slave-drivers, and paper-money manufacturers; and as one of the latter,
+I have just painted the word BANK, on a fine slab of maple, which was
+green and growing when I arrived, and have discounted for the settlers,
+in my own currency, sundry bills, which are to be paid when the proceeds
+of the crop they have just sown shall return from New Orleans; so that
+my notes are the representatives of vegetation that is to be, and I am
+accordingly a capitalist of the first magnitude. The people here know
+very well that I ran away from London; but the most of them have run
+away from some place or other; and they have a great respect for me,
+because they think I ran away with something worth taking, which few of
+them had the luck or the wit to do. This gives them confidence in my
+resources, at the same time that, as there is nothing portable in the
+settlement except my own notes, they have no fear that I shall run away
+with them. They know I am thoroughly conversant with the principles of
+banking; and as they have plenty of industry, no lack of sharpness, and
+abundance of land, they wanted nothing but capital to organize a
+flourishing settlement; and this capital I have manufactured to the
+extent required, at the expense of a small importation of pens, ink, and
+paper, and two or three inimitable copperplates. I have abundance here
+of all good things, a good conscience included; for I really cannot see
+that I have done any wrong. This was my position: I owed half a million
+of money; and I had a trifle in my pocket. It was clear that this trifle
+could never find its way to the right owner. The question was, whether I
+should keep it, and live like a gentleman; or hand it over to lawyers
+and commissioners of bankruptcy, and die like a dog on a dunghill. If I
+could have thought that the said lawyers, &c. had a better title to it
+than myself, I might have hesitated; but, as such title was not apparent
+to my satisfaction, I decided the question in my own favour; the right
+owners, as I have already said, being out of the question altogether. I
+have always taken scientific views of morals and politics, a habit from
+which I derive much comfort under existing circumstances.
+
+I hope you adhere to your music, though I cannot hope again to accompany
+your harp with my flute. My last _andante_ movement was too
+_forte_ for those whom it took by surprise. Let not your _allegro
+vivace_ be damped by young Crotchet's desertion, which, though I have
+not heard it, I take for granted. He is, like myself, a scientific
+politician, and has an eye as keen as a needle, to his own interest. He
+has had good luck so far, and is gorgeous in the spoils of many gulls;
+but I think the Polar Basin and Walrus Company will be too much for him
+yet. There has been a splendid outlay on credit, and he is the only man,
+of the original parties concerned, of whom his Majesty's sheriffs could
+give any account.
+
+I will not ask you to come here. There is no husband for you. The men
+smoke, drink, and fight, and break more of their own heads than of
+girls' hearts. Those among them who are musical sing nothing but psalms.
+They are excellent fellows in their way, but you would not like them.
+
+_Au reste_, here are no rents, no taxes, no poor-rates, no tithes,
+no church establishment, no routs, no clubs, no rotten boroughs, no
+operas, no concerts, no theatres, no beggars, no thieves, no kings, no
+lords, no ladies, and only one gentleman, videlicit your loving father,
+
+TIMOTHY TOUCHANDGO.
+
+P.S. I send you one of my notes; I can afford to part with it. If you
+are accused of receiving money from me, you may pay it over to my
+assignees. Robthetill continues to be my factotum; I say no more of him
+in this place; he will give you an account of himself.
+
+Dotandcarryonetown, &c.
+
+Dear Miss,--Mr. Touchandgo will have told you of our arrival here, of
+our setting up a bank, and so forth. We came here in a tilted wagon,
+which served us for parlour, kitchen, and all. We soon got up a
+log-house; and, unluckily, we as soon got it down again, for the first
+fire we made in it burned down house and all. However, our second
+experiment was more fortunate; and we are pretty well lodged in a house
+of three rooms on a floor--I should say the floor, for there is but one.
+
+This new state is free to hold slaves; all the new states have not this
+privilege. Mr. Touchandgo has bought some, and they are building him a
+villa. Mr. Touchandgo is in a thriving way, but he is not happy here: he
+longs for parties and concerts, and a seat in Congress. He thinks it
+very hard that he cannot buy one with his own coinage, as he used to do
+in England. Besides, he is afraid of the Regulators, who, if they do not
+like a man's character, wait upon him and flog him, doubling the dose at
+stated intervals, till he takes himself off. He does not like this
+system of administering justice: though I think he has nothing to fear
+from it. He has the character of having money, which is the best of all
+characters here, as at home. He lets his old English prejudices
+influence his opinions of his new neighbours; but I assure you they have
+many virtues. Though they do keep slaves, they are all ready to fight
+for their own liberty; and I should not like to be an enemy within reach
+of one of their rifles. When I say enemy, I include bailiff in the term.
+One was shot not long ago. There was a trial; the jury gave two dollars
+damages; the judge said they must find guilty or not guilty, but the
+counsel for the defendant (they would not call him prisoner) offered to
+fight the judge upon the point; and as this was said literally, not
+metaphorically, and the counsel was a stout fellow, the judge gave in.
+The two dollars damages were not paid after all; for the defendant
+challenged the foreman to box for double or quits, and the foreman was
+beaten. The folks in New York made a great outcry about it, but here it
+was considered all as it should be. So you see, Miss, justice, liberty,
+and every thing else of that kind, are different in different places,
+just as suits the convenience of those who have the sword in their own
+hands. Hoping to hear of your health and happiness, I remain,
+
+Dear Miss, your dutiful servant,
+
+RODERICK ROBTHETILL.
+
+Miss Touchandgo replied as follows, to the first of these letters:--
+
+My dear Father,--I am sure you have the best of hearts, and I have no
+doubt you have acted with the best intentions. My lover, or I should
+rather say, my fortune's lover, has indeed forsaken me. I cannot say I
+did not feel it; indeed, I cried very much; and the altered looks of
+people who used to be so delighted to see me, really annoyed me so, that
+I determined to change the scene altogether. I have come into Wales, and
+am boarding with a farmer and his wife. Their stock of English is very
+small; but I managed to agree with them; and they have four of the
+sweetest children I ever saw, to whom I teach all I know, and I manage
+to pick up some Welsh. I have puzzled out a little song, which I think
+very pretty; I have translated it into English, and I send it to you,
+with the original air. You shall play it on your flute at eight o'clock
+every Saturday evening, and I will play and sing it at the same time,
+and I will fancy that I hear my dear papa accompanying me.
+
+The people in London said very unkind things of you: they hurt me very
+much at the time; but now I am out of their way, I do not seem to think
+their opinion of much consequence. I am sure, when I recollect, at
+leisure, everything I have seen and heard among them, I cannot make out
+what they do that is so virtuous, as to set them up for judges of
+morals. And I am sure they never speak the truth about any thing, and
+there is no sincerity in either their love or their friendship. An old
+Welsh bard here, who wears a waistcoat embroidered with leeks, and is
+called the Green Bard of Cadair Idris, says the Scotch would be the best
+people in the world, if there was nobody but themselves to give them a
+character: and so I think would the Londoners. I hate the very thought
+of them, for I do believe they would have broken my heart, if I had not
+gone out of their way. Now I shall write you another letter very soon,
+and describe to you the country, and the people, and the children, and
+how I amuse myself, and every thing that I think you will like to hear
+about; and when I seal this letter, I shall drop a kiss on the cover.
+
+Your loving daughter,
+
+SUSANNAH TOUCHANDGO.
+
+P.S. Tell Mr. Robthetill I will write to him in a day or two. This is
+the little song I spoke of:
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  My heart is gone, far, far from me;
+  And ever on its track will flee,
+  My thoughts, my dreams, beyond the sea.
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  The swallow wanders fast and free:
+  Oh! happy bird, were I like thee,
+  I, too, would fly beyond the sea.
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  Are kindly hearts and social glee;
+  But here for me they may not be:
+  My heart is gone beyond the sea.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE AUTOCRAT'S PRAYER.
+
+  Europe! hear the voice that rose
+  From the chief of Freedom's foes--
+  When he bade war's thunders roll
+  O'er the country of the Pole--
+  To his Cossacks on parade
+  Thus the Calmuck robber said:
+
+  "Mine the might, and mine the right,
+  Stir ye, spur ye to the fight--
+  Bare the blade, and strike the blow
+  To the heart's core of the foe--
+  Slaughter all the rebel bands
+  Found with weapons in their hands;
+  On! the holy work of fate
+  Russia's God will consecrate.
+
+  "'Tis decreed that they shall bleed
+  For their dark and trait'rous deed.
+  Poles! to us by conquest given,
+  Ye provoke the wrath of Heaven:
+  Therefore, purging sword and shot
+  Use we must, and spare you not.
+  Guardian of our northern faith,
+  Guide us to the field of death!
+
+  "Ere we've done, many a one
+  Shall weep they ever saw the sun.
+  Rouse the noble in his hall
+  To a fiery festival;
+  Dash the stubborn peasant's mirth--
+  Drown in blood his alien hearth;
+  Babe or mother, never falter--
+  Spear the priest before the altar.
+  Onward, and avenge our wrong!
+  God is good, and Russia strong!"
+
+
+_Englishman's Magazine, No 1._
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+QUEEN ELIZABETH.
+
+_From a paper on the Fine Arts of old in England, in Blackwood's
+Magazine._
+
+
+The sex and character of Elizabeth herself was no weak ingredient in the
+poetic spirit of the time. Loyalty and gallantry blended in the
+adoration paid her; and the supremacy which she claimed and exercised
+over the church, invested her regality with a sacred unction that
+pertained not to feudal sovereigns. It is scarce too much to say, that
+the virgin-queen appropriated the Catholic honours of the Virgin Mary.
+She was as great as Diana of the Ephesians. The moon shone but to
+furnish a type of her bright and stainless maidenhood. To magnify her
+greatness, the humility of courtly adulation merged in the ecstasies of
+Platonic love. She was charming by indefeasible right;--a _jure
+divino_ beauty. Her fascinations multiplied with her wrinkles, and
+her admirers might have anticipated the conceit of Cowley,
+
+  "The antipevistoisis of age
+  More inflamed their amorous rage."
+
+It is easy for a Whig, or a Puritan, or any other unimaginative
+blockhead, to cry out against all this as nauseous flattery, and assert
+that after all she was rather an unpoetical personage than otherwise--a
+coarse-minded old maid, half prude, half coquette, whose better part was
+mannish, and all that belonged to her sex a ludicrous exaggeration of
+its weaknesses. But meanwhile, they overlook the fact, that not the
+woman Elizabeth, but the Virgin-queen, the royal heroine, is the theme
+of admiration. Not the petty virtues, the pretty sensibilities, the
+cheap charity, the prim decorum, which modern flatterers dwell upon,
+degrading royalty, while they palaver its possessor, but Britannia's
+sacred majesty, enshrined in chaste and lofty womanhood. Our ancestors
+paid their compliments to sex or rank--ours are addressed to the person.
+There is no flattery where there is no falsehood--no falsehood where
+there is no deception. Loyalty of old was a passion, and passion has a
+truth of its own--and as language does not always furnish expressions
+exactly adapted, or native to the feeling, what can the loyal poet do,
+but take the most precious portion of the currency, and impress it with
+the mint-mark of his own devoted fancy? Perhaps there never was a more
+panegyrical rhymer than Spenser, and yet, so fine and ethereal is his
+incense, that the breath of morning is not more cool and salutary:--
+
+  "It falls me here to write of Chastity
+  That fayrest virtue, far above the rest.
+  For which what needs me fetch from Faery,
+  Forreine ensamples it to have exprest,
+  Sith it is shrined in my soveraine's brest,
+  And form'd so lively on each perfect part,
+  That to all ladies, who have it protest,
+  Needs but behold the pourtraict of her part,
+  If pourtray'd it might be by any living art;
+  But living art may not least part expresse,
+  Nor life-resembling pencil it can paint,
+  All it were Zeuxis or Praxiteles--
+  His dædale hand would faile and greatly faynt,
+  And her perfections with his error taynt;
+  Ne poet's wit that passeth painter farre--
+  In picturing the parts of beauty daynt," &c.
+
+But neither Zeuxis nor Praxiteles was called from the dead to mar her
+perfections, nor record her negative charms. Poetry was the only art
+that flourished in the Virgin reign. The pure Gothic, after attaining
+its full efflorescence under Henry VII., departed, never to return. The
+Grecian orders were not only absurdly jumbled together, but yet more
+outrageously conglomerated with the Gothic and Arabesque. "To gild
+refined gold--to paint the lily," was all the humour of it. A similar
+inconsistency infected literature. The classic and the romantic (to use
+those terms, which, though popular, are not logically exact) were
+interwoven. The Arcadia and the Fairy Queen are glorious offences, which
+"make defect perfection." Perhaps, Shakspeare's "small Latin and less
+Greek," preserved him from worse anachronisms than any that he has
+committed. Queen Bess's patronage was of the national breed: she loved
+no pictures so well as portraits of herself. As, however, her painters
+have not flattered her, it may not uncharitably be concluded that they
+were no great deacons in their craft. It is a much easier thing to
+assure a homely female, in prose or rhyme, that she is beautiful, than
+to represent her so upon canvass. Her effigies are, I believe, pretty
+numerous, varying in ugliness, but none that I have seen even
+handsome--prettiness, of course, is out of the question. She was fond of
+finery, but had no taste in dress. Her ruff is downright odious; and the
+liberal exposure of her neck and bosom anything but alluring. With all
+her pearls about her, she looks like a pawnbroker's lady bedizened for
+an Easter ball, with all the unredeemed pledges from her husband's shop.
+She seems to have patronized that chimera in the ideal or allegorical
+portrait, at which Reubens and Sir Joshua were so often doomed to toil.
+She would not allow a shadow in her picture, arguing, like a Chinese, or
+a chop-logic, that shade is only an accident, and no true property of
+body. Like Alexander, who forbade all sculptors but Lysippus to carve
+his image, she prohibited all but special cunning limners from drawing
+her effigy. This was in 1563, anno regni 5, while, though no chicken,
+she still was not clean past her youth. This order was probably intended
+to prevent caricatures. At last she quarrelled with her looking-glass as
+well as her painters, and her maids of honour removed all mirrors from
+her apartments, as carefully as Ministers exclude opposition papers (we
+hope not Maga) from the presence of our most gracious sovereign. It is
+even said, that those fair nettles of India took advantage of her
+weakness, to dress her head awry, and to apply the rouge to her nose,
+instead of her cheeks. So may the superannuated eagle be pecked at by
+daws. But the tale is not probable. After all, it is but the captious
+inference of witlings and scoffers, that attributes to mere sexual
+vanity that superstitious horror of encroaching age, from which the
+wisest are not always free. It may be, that they shrink from the
+reflection of their wrinkles, not as from the despoilers of beauty, but
+as from the vaunt-couriers of dissolution. In rosy youth, while yet the
+brow is alabaster-veined with Heaven's own tint, and the dark tresses
+turn golden in the sun, the lapse of time is imperceptible as the
+throbbing of a heart at ease. "So like, so very like, is day to
+day,"--one primrose scarce more like another. Whoever saw their first
+grey hairs, or marked the crow-feet at the angle of their eyes, without
+a sigh or a tear, a momentous self-abasement, a sudden sinking of the
+soul, a thought that youth is flown for ever? None but the blessed few
+that, having dedicated their spring of life to Heaven, behold in the
+shedding of their vernal blossoms, a promise that the season of immortal
+fruit is near. It is a frailty, almost an instance of humanity, to aim
+at concealing that from others, of which ourselves are painfully
+conscious. The herculean Johnson keenly resented the least allusion to
+the shortness of his sight. So entirely is man a social animal, so
+dependent are all his feelings for their very existence upon
+communication and sympathy, that the "fee griefs," which none but
+ourselves are privy to, are forgotten as soon as they are removed from
+the senses. The artifices to which so many have recourse to conceal
+their declining years, are often intended more to soothe themselves,
+than to impose on others. This aversion to growing old is specially
+natural and excusable in the celibate and the childless. The borrowed
+curls, the pencilled eyebrows,
+
+          "The steely-prison'd shape,
+  So oft made taper, by constraint of tape,"
+
+the various cosmetic secrets, well-known to the middle ages, not only of
+the softer sex, are not unseemly in a spinster, so long as they succeed
+in making her look young. They are intolerable in a mother of any age.
+But we, my dear Christopher, resigned and benevolent old bachelors as we
+are, can well appreciate the vanity of the aged heart, that sees not its
+youth renewed in any growing dearer self. Nothing denotes the advances
+of life, at once so surely and so pleasantly as children springing up
+around a good man's table. Perhaps our famous Queen, in her latter days,
+though full of honours as of years, would gladly have changed places
+with the wife of any yeoman that had a child to receive her last
+blessing, whose few acres were not to pass away to the hungry expecting
+son of a hated rival. Her virginity was not like that of Jephthah's
+daughter, a free-will offering to the Lord. Pride, and policy, and
+disappointment, and, it may be, hopeless, self-condemned affection,
+conspired to perpetuate it. Probably it was well for England that no
+offspring of hers inherited her throne. By some strange ordinance of
+nature, it generally happens that these wonderful clever women produce
+idiots or madmen.--Witness Semiramis, Agrippina, Catherine de Medicis,
+Mary de Medicis, Catherine of Russia, and Lady Wortley Montague. One
+miniature of Elizabeth I have seen, which, though not beautiful, is
+profoundly interesting: it presents her as she was in the days of her
+danger and captivity, when the same wily policy, keeping its path, even
+while it seemed to swerve, was needful to preserve her life, that
+afterwards kept her firm on a throne. Who was the artist that produced
+it? I know not; but it bears the strongest marks of authenticity, if to
+be exactly what a learned spirit would fancy Elizabeth--young, a
+prisoner, and in peril--be evidence of true portraiture. There is pride,
+not aping humility, but wearing it as a well-beseeming habit;--there is
+passion, strongly controlled by the will, but not extinct, neither dead
+nor sleeping, but watchful and silent; brows sternly sustaining a weight
+of care, after which a crown could be but light; a manly intellect,
+allied with female craft;--but nonsense! it will be said; no colours
+whatever could represent all this, and that, too, in little, for the
+picture was among Bone's enamels. Well, then, it suggested it all.
+Perhaps the finest Madonna ever painted would be no more than a meek,
+pious, pretty woman, and an innocent child, if we knew not whom it was
+meant for.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE HAUNTED HOUSE.
+
+(_By Mrs. Hemans._)
+
+
+    I seem like one
+    Who treads alone
+      Some banquet-hall deserted,
+    Whose lights are fled,
+    Whose garlands dead,
+      And all but he, departed.
+
+    MOORE.
+
+
+  Seest thou yon grey gleaming hall,
+  Where the deep elm shadows fall?
+  Voices that have left the earth
+    Long ago,
+  Still are murmuring round its hearth,
+      Soft and low:
+  Ever there:--yet one alone
+  Hath the gift to hear their tone.
+  Guests come thither, and depart,
+  Free of step, and light of heart;
+  Children, with sweet visions bless'd,
+  In the haunted chambers rest;
+  One alone unslumbering lies
+  When the night hath seal'd all eyes,
+  One quick heart and watchful ear,
+  Listening for those whispers clear.
+
+  Seest thou where the woodbine-flowers
+  O'er yon low porch hang in showers?
+  Startling faces of the dead,
+    Pale, yet sweet,
+  One lone woman's entering tread
+      There still meet!
+  Some with young smooth foreheads fair,
+  Faintly shining through bright hair;
+  Some with reverend locks of snow--
+  All, all buried long ago!
+  All, from under deep sea-waves,
+  Or the flowers of foreign graves,
+  Or the old and banner'd aisle,
+  Where their high tombs gleam the while,
+  Rising, wandering, floating by,
+  Suddenly and silently,
+  Through their earthly home and place,
+  But amidst another race.
+
+  Wherefore, unto one alone,
+  Are those sounds and visions known?
+  Wherefore hath that spell of power
+    Dark and dread,
+  On _her_ soul, a baleful dower,
+      Thus been shed?
+  Oh! in those deep-seeing eyes,
+  No strange gift of mystery lies!
+  She is lone where once she moved
+  Fair, and happy, and beloved!
+  Sunny smiles were glancing round her,
+  Tendrils of kind hearts had bound her;
+  Now those silver cords are broken,
+  Those bright looks have left no token,
+  Not one trace on all the earth,
+  Save her memory of her mirth.
+  She is lone and lingering now,
+  Dreams have gather'd o'er her brow,
+  Midst gay song and children's play,
+  She is dwelling far away;
+  Seeing what none else may see--
+  Haunted still her place must be!
+
+_New Monthly Magazine_.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE GATHERER.
+
+  A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.
+
+SHAKSPEARE
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+OCTOGENARIAN REMINISCENCES.
+
+
+In 1760, a Mr. Cross was prompter at Drury Lane Theatre, and a Mr.
+Saunders the principal machinist. Saunders laboured under an idea that
+he was qualified for a turf-man, and, like most who are afflicted with
+that disorder, suffered severely. The animals he kept, instead of being
+safe running horses for him, generally made him a safe stalking-horse
+for others. Upon one occasion he came to the theatre in great
+ill-humour, having just received the account of a race which he had
+lost. Cross was busily engaged in writing, and cross at the interruption
+he met with from Saunders's repeated exclamations against his jockey; he
+at length looked up, and said impatiently, "His fault--his fault--how
+was it his fault?" "Why," said Saunders, "the d--d rascal ran my horse
+against a wagon." "Umph!" replied Cross, "I never knew a horse of yours
+that was fit to _run against any thing else_!"
+
+A musician of the name of Goodall, who belonged to the orchestra of the
+Theatre Royal, Richmond, in 1767, was fonder of his, or any other man's,
+bottle than his own bassoon. The natural consequence was, that he
+frequently failed in his attendances at the theatre. Upon one occasion,
+after an absence of a week, he returned in the middle of the
+performances for the evening. A piece was being acted called the
+"Intriguing Chambermaid," in which there is a character of an old
+gentleman called _Mr. Goodall_, who comes on as from a journey,
+followed by a servant carrying his portmanteau. To him there enters a
+lady, _Mrs. Highman_, whose first exclamation is, "Bless my eyes,
+what do I see? _Mr. Goodall_ returned?" At that precise moment Old
+Goodall happened to put his head into the orchestra, and fancying
+himself addressed, called out, "Lord bless you, ma'am, I've been here
+this half hour."
+
+Old Storace (the father of the celebrated composer) had lost nearly all
+his teeth at rather an early period of his life. This, to one who was
+decidedly a _bon vivant_, was a great annoyance. A dentist of
+eminence undertook to supply the defect: he drew the few teeth which,
+remained, and fitted the patient with an entire new set, which acted by
+means of springs, and were removable at pleasure. The operation was so
+skilfully performed, and the resemblance so good, that Storace flattered
+himself that no one could discover the deception. Being one day in
+company with Foster (a performer in the Drury Lane orchestra, and one
+celebrated among his companions for quaintness and humour), he said,
+"Now, Foster, I'll surprise you--I'll show you something you never
+could have guessed." So saying, he took out the ivory teeth, and
+exclaimed with an air of triumph, "There, what do you think of that?"
+"Poh! nonsense! surprise me," replied Foster, "I knew perfectly well
+they were false." "How the devil could you know that?" said Storace.
+"Why," rejoined Foster, "_I never knew anything true come out of your
+mouth!_"--_Athenæum_.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+The King of Prussia, in his correspondence with Voltaire, relates the
+following anecdote of the Czar Peter, as illustrative of Russian
+despotism:--"I knew Printz, the great marshal of the court of Prussia,
+who had been ambassador to the Czar Peter, in the reign of the late
+king. The commission with which he was charged proving very acceptable,
+the prince was desirous of giving him conspicuous marks of his
+satisfaction, and for this purpose a sumptuous banquet was prepared, and
+to which Printz was invited. They drank brandy, as is customary with the
+Russians, and they drank it to a brutal excess. The Czar, who wished to
+give a particular grace to the entertainment, sent for twenty of the
+Strelitz Guards, who were confined in the prisons of Petersburgh, and
+for every large bumper which they drank, this hideous monster struck-off
+the head of one of these wretches. As a particular mark of respect, this
+unnatural prince was desirous of procuring the ambassador the pleasure
+(as he called it) of trying his skill upon these miserable creatures.
+The Czar was disposed to be angry at his refusal, and could not help
+betraying signs of his displeasure."
+
+W.G.C.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+POSTHUMOUS HONOURS.
+
+
+Poliarchus, the Athenian, according to Ælian, when any of the dogs or
+cocks that he particularly loved, happened to die, was so foolish as to
+honour them with a public funeral, and buried them with great pomp,
+accompanied by his friends, whom he invited on the _solemn_
+occasion. Afterwards he caused monumental pillars to be erected, on
+which were engraven their epitaphs.[4]
+
+JOHN ESLAH.
+
+    [4] The late Duchess of York paid the latter honours to her
+        little canine friends, at Oatlands.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.
+
+Ascham, in the Epistle prefixed to his "Toxophilus," 1571, observes that
+
+"Manye Englishe writers usinge straunge wordes as Lattine, Frenche, and
+Italian, do make al thinges darke and harde. Ones," says he, "I communed
+with a man which reasoned the Englishe tongue to be enriched and
+encreased thereby, sayinge, Who will not prayse that feast, where a man
+shall drincke at a dinner both wyne, ale, and beere? Truly (quoth I)
+they be al good every one taken by itself alone; but if you put malmesye
+and sack, redde wyne and white, ale and beere, and al in one pot, you
+shall make a drinke neither easye to be knowen, nor holsom for the
+bodye."
+
+A.V.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ROYAL WISH.
+
+When King James I. first saw the public library at Oxford, and perceived
+the little chains by which the books were fastened, he expressed his
+wish that if ever it should be his fate to be a prisoner, this library
+might be his prison, those books his fellow prisoners, and the chains
+his fetters.
+
+J.E.H.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+EPITAPH
+
+_On a Marine Officer, in the churchyard of Burwick-in-Elmet, Yorkshire._
+
+  Here lies, retired from busy scenes,
+  A first lieutenant of Marines,
+  Who lately lived in gay content,
+  On board the brave ship Diligent.
+
+  Now stripp'd of all his warlike show,
+  And laid in box of elm below,
+  Confin'd in earth in narrow borders,
+  He rises not till further orders.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANNUAL OF SCIENCE.
+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page225" name="page225"></a>[pg
+225]</span>
+<h1>THE MIRROR<br />
+OF<br />
+LITERATURE, AMUSEMENT, AND INSTRUCTION.</h1>
+<hr class="full" />
+<table width="100%" summary="biblio data">
+<tr>
+<td align="left"><b>Vol. 17. No. 483.</b></td>
+<td align="center"><b>SATURDAY, APRIL 2, 1831</b></td>
+<td align="right"><b>[PRICE 2d.</b></td>
+</tr>
+</table>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>GROTTO AT ASCOT PLACE.</h2>
+<div class="figure"><a href="images/483-1.png"><img width="100%"
+src="images/483-1.png" alt="Grotto at Ascot Place" /></a></div>
+<p>Here is a picturesque contrivance of Art to embellish Nature. We
+have seen many such labours, but none with more satisfaction than
+the Grotto at Ascot Place.</p>
+<p>This estate is in the county of Surrey, five miles south-east
+from Windsor, on the side of Ascot Heath, near Winkfield. The
+residence was erected by Andrew Lindergreen, Esq.; at whose death
+it was sold to Daniel Agace, Esq., who has evinced considerable
+taste in the arrangement of the grounds. The house is of brick,
+with wings. On the adjoining lawn, a circular Corinthian temple
+produces a very pleasing effect. The gem of the estate is, however,
+the above Grotto, which is situate at the end of a canal running
+through the grounds. Upon this labour of leisure much expense and
+good taste have been bestowed. It consists of four rooms, but one
+only, for the refreshing pastime of tea drinking, appears to be
+completed. It is almost entirely covered with a white spar,
+intermixed with curious and unique specimens of polished pebbles
+and petrifactions. The ceiling is ornamented with pendants of the
+same material; and the whole, when under the influence of a strong
+sun, has an almost magical effect. These and other decorations of
+the same grounds were executed by a person named Turnbull, who was
+employed here for several years by Mr. Agace. Our View is copied
+from one of a series of engravings by Mr. Hakewill, the ingenious
+architect; these illustrations being supplementary to that
+gentleman&rsquo;s quarto <em>History of Windsor</em>.</p>
+<p>We request the reader to enjoy with us the delightful
+repose&mdash;the cool and calm retreat&mdash;of the Engraving. Be
+he never so indifferent a lover of Nature, he must admire its
+picturesque beauty; or be he never so enthusiastic, he must regard
+with pleasure the ingenuity of the artist. To an amateur, the
+pursuit of decorating grounds is one of the most interesting and
+intellectual amusements of retirement. We have worshipped from dewy
+morn till dusky eve in rustic temples and &ldquo;cool grots,&rdquo;
+and have sometimes aided in their construction. The roots, limbs,
+and trunks of trees, and straw or reeds, are all the materials
+required to build these hallowed and hallowing shrines. We call
+them hallowing, because they are either built, or directed to be
+built, in adoration of the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page226"
+name="page226"></a>[pg 226]</span>beauties of Nature; who, in turn,
+mantles them with endless varieties of lichens and mosses. In the
+Rookery adjoining John Evelyn&rsquo;s &ldquo;Wotton&rdquo; were
+many such temples dedicated to sylvan deities: one of them, to Pan,
+consists of a pediment supported by four rough trunks of trees, the
+walls being of moss and laths, and enclosed with tortuous limbs.
+Beneath the pediment is the following apposite line from
+Virgil:</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Pan curat oves oviumque magistros.</p>
+<p>Pan, guardian of the sheep and shepherds too.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>Yet the building is not merely ornamental, for the back serves
+as a cow-house!</p>
+<p>Pope&rsquo;s love of grotto-building has made it a poetical
+amusement. Who does not remember his grotto at
+Twickenham&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i10">The EGERIAN GROT,</p>
+<p>Where, nobly pensive, ST. JOHN sat and thought;</p>
+<p>Where British sighs from dying <em>Wyndham</em> stole,</p>
+<p>And the bright flame was shot through Marchmont&rsquo;s
+soul.</p>
+<p>Let such, such only, tread this sacred floor,</p>
+<p>Who dare to love their COUNTRY, and be poor.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>&mdash;The Grotto, has, however, crumbled to the dilapidations
+of time, and the pious thefts of visiters; but, proud are we to
+reflect that the poetry of the great genius who dictated its
+erection&mdash;LIVES; and his fame is untarnished by the canting
+reproach of the critics of our time. True it is that the best, or
+ripest fruit, is always most pecked at.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>FAIRY SONG.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Slowly o&rsquo;er the mountain&rsquo;s brow</p>
+<p class="i2">Rosy light is dawning;</p>
+<p>See! the stars are fading now</p>
+<p class="i2">In the beam of morning.</p>
+<p>Yonder soft approaching ray</p>
+<p>Bids us, Fairies, haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Fairy guardians, watching o&rsquo;er</p>
+<p class="i2">Flowers of tender blossom,</p>
+<p>Chilling damps descend no more,</p>
+<p class="i2">And the flow&rsquo;ret&rsquo;s bosom,</p>
+<p>Opening to th&rsquo; approaching day,</p>
+<p>Bids ye, Fairies, haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Hark! the lonely bird of night</p>
+<p class="i2">Stays its notes of sadness;</p>
+<p>Early birds, that hail the light,</p>
+<p class="i2">Soon shall wake to gladness.</p>
+<p>Philomel&rsquo;s concluding lay</p>
+<p>Bids us follow night away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Ye that guard the infant&rsquo;s rest,</p>
+<p class="i2">Or watch the maiden&rsquo;s pillow;&mdash;</p>
+<p>Demons seek their home unblest</p>
+<p class="i2">&rsquo;Neath Ocean&rsquo;s deepest billow:</p>
+<p>Harmless now the dreams that play</p>
+<p>O&rsquo;er slumbering eyes, then haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Farewell lovely scenes, that here</p>
+<p>Wait the day god&rsquo;s shining;</p>
+<p>We must follow Dian&rsquo;s sphere</p>
+<p class="i2">O&rsquo;er the hills declining.</p>
+<p>Brighter comes the beam of day&mdash;</p>
+<p>Haste ye, Fairies, haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<p>G.J.</p>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<h3>DREAMS PRODUCED BY WHISPERING IN THE SLEEPER&rsquo;S EAR.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>).</h4>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes;</p>
+<p>When monarch Reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.</p>
+</div>
+<p>DRYDEN.</p>
+</div>
+<p>Dr. Abercrombie, in his work on the Intellectual Powers, has
+recorded several instances of remarkable dreams.&mdash;Among them
+is the following extraordinary instance of the power which may be
+exercised over some persons while asleep, of creating dreams by
+whispering in their ears. An officer in the expedition to
+Lanisburg, in 1758, had this peculiarity in so remarkable a degree,
+that his companions in the transport were in the constant habit of
+amusing themselves at his expense. It had more effect when the
+voice was that of a friend familiar to him. At one time they
+conducted him through the whole progress of a quarrel, which ended
+in a duel, and when the parties were supposed to be met, a pistol
+was put into his hand, which he fired, and was awakened by the
+report. On another occasion they found him asleep on the top of a
+locker, or bunker, in the cabin, when they made him believe he had
+fallen overboard, and exhorted him to save himself by swimming.
+They then told him a shark was pursuing him, and entreated him to
+dive for his life; this he instantly did, but with such force as to
+throw himself from the locker to the cabin floor, by which he was
+much bruised, and awakened of course. After the landing of the army
+at Lanisburg, his companions found him one day asleep in the tent,
+and evidently much annoyed by the cannonading. They then made him
+believe he was engaged, when he expressed great fear, and an
+evident disposition to run away. Against this they remonstrated,
+but at the same time increased his fears by imitating the groans of
+the wounded and the dying; and when he asked, as he sometimes did,
+who were down, they named his particular friends. At last they told
+him that the man next him in the line had fallen, when he instantly
+sprang from his bed, rushed out of the tent, and was roused from
+his danger and his dream together, by falling over the tent
+ropes.</p>
+<p>By the by, all this is quite contrary to Dryden&rsquo;s theory,
+who says&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;As one who in a frightful dream would shun</p>
+<p>His pressing foe, <em>labours in vain</em> to run;</p>
+<p>And his own slowness in his sleep bemoans,</p>
+<p>With thick short sighs, weak cries, and tender
+groans.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page227" name="page227"></a>[pg
+227]</span>
+<p>And again, in his Virgil&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;When heavy sleep has closed the sight,</p>
+<p>And sickly fancy labours in the night,</p>
+<p>We seem to run, and, destitute of force,</p>
+<p>Our sinking limbs forsake us in the course;</p>
+<p>In vain we heave for breath&mdash;<em>in vain we
+cry</em>&mdash;</p>
+<p><em>The nerves unbraced, their usual strength deny</em>,</p>
+<p><em>And on the tongue the flattering accents
+die</em>.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>Now this man seems to have had the use not only of his limbs,
+but of his faculty of speech, while dreaming; and it was not till
+after he awoke that he felt the oppression Dryden describes; for it
+is stated, that when he awoke he had no distinct recollection of
+his dream, but only a confused feeling of oppression and fatigue,
+and used to tell his companions that he was sure they had been
+playing some trick upon him.</p>
+<p>W.A.R.</p>
+<p>P.S. This is a sleepy article; and I would warn its reader to
+endeavour not to fall asleep over it, and thus endanger his falling
+over his chair; and lest some familiar friend or <em>chere
+amie</em> should, finding his instructions in his hand, take the
+opportunity of making the experiment, and may be create a little
+jealous quarrel or so.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>SONNET TO THE RIVER ARUN.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Pure Stream! whose waters gently glide along,</p>
+<p>In murmuring cadence to the Poet&rsquo;s ear,</p>
+<p>Who, stretch&rsquo;d at ease your flowery banks among,</p>
+<p>Views with delight your glassy surface clear,</p>
+<p>Roll pleasing on through Otways sainted wood;</p>
+<p>Where &ldquo;musing Pity&rdquo; still delights to mourn,</p>
+<p>And kiss the spot where oft her votary stood,</p>
+<p>Or hang fresh cypress o&rsquo;er his weeping urn;&mdash;</p>
+<p>Here, too, retir&rsquo;d from Folly&rsquo;s scenes afar,</p>
+<p>His powerful shell first studious Collins strung;</p>
+<p>Whilst Fancy, seated in her rainbow car,</p>
+<p>Round him her flowers Parnassian wildly flung.</p>
+<p>Stream of the Bards! oft Hayley linger&rsquo;d here;</p>
+<p>And Charlotte Smith<a id="footnotetag1" name=
+"footnotetag1"></a><a href="#footnote1"><sup>1</sup></a> hath
+grac&rsquo;d thy current with a tear.</p>
+</div>
+<p><em>The Author of &ldquo;A Tradesman&rsquo;s Lays.&rdquo; No.
+85, Leather Lane.</em></p>
+</div>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>RETROSPECTIVE GLEANINGS.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>ANCIENT BLACK BOOKS, &amp;c.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<p>The Black Book of the Exchequer is said to have been composed in
+the year 1175, by Gervase of Tilbury, nephew of King Henry the
+Second. It contains a description of the court of England, as it
+then stood, its officers, their ranks, privileges, wages,
+perquisites, powers, and jurisdictions; and the revenues of the
+crown, both in money, grain, and cattle. Here we find, that for one
+shilling, as much bread might be bought as would serve a hundred
+men a whole day; and the price for a fat bullock was only twelve
+shillings, and a sheep four, &amp;c. At the end of this book are
+the Annals of William of Worcester, which contain notes on the
+affairs of his own times.</p>
+<p>The Black Book of the English Monasteries was a detail of the
+scandalous enormities practised in religious houses: compiled by
+order of the visiters, under King Henry the Eighth, to blacken
+them, and thus hasten their dissolution.</p>
+<p>Books which relate to necromancy are called Black Books.</p>
+<p>Black-rent, or Black-mail, was a certain rate of money, corn,
+cattle, or other consideration, paid (says Cowell) to men allied
+with robbers, to be by them protected from the danger of such as
+usually rob or steal.</p>
+<p>P.T.W.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>ANCIENT STATE OF PANCRAS.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<p>Brewer, in his &ldquo;London and Middlesex,&rdquo;
+says&mdash;&ldquo;When a visitation of the church of Pancras was
+made, in the year 1251, there were only forty houses in the
+parish.&rdquo; The desolate situation of the village, in the latter
+part of the 16th century, is emphatically described by Norden, in
+his &ldquo;Speculum Britanni&aelig;.&rdquo; After noticing the
+solitary condition of the church, he says&mdash;&ldquo;Yet about
+the structure have bin manie buildings, now decaied, leaving poore
+Pancrast without companie or comfort.&rdquo; In some manuscript
+additions to his work, the same writer has the following
+observations:&mdash;&ldquo;Although this place be, as it were,
+forsaken of all, and true men seldom frequent the same, but upon
+deveyne occasions, yet it is visayed by thieves, who assemble not
+there to pray, but to waite for prayer; and many fall into their
+handes, clothed, that are glad when they are escaped naked. Walk
+not there too late.&rdquo;</p>
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page228" name="page228"></a>[pg
+228]</span>
+<p>Pancras is said to have been a parish before the Conquest, and
+is mentioned in Domesday Book. It derived its name from the saint
+to whom the church is dedicated&mdash;a youthful Phrygian nobleman,
+who suffered death under the Emperor Dioclesian, for his adherence
+to the Christian faith.</p>
+<p>P.T.W.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>SALT AMONG THE ANCIENT GREEKS.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<p>Potter, in his &ldquo;Antiquities of Greece,&rdquo;
+says&mdash;&ldquo;Salt was commonly set before strangers, before
+they tasted the victuals provided for them; whereby was intimated,
+that as salt does consist of aqueous and terrene particles, mixed
+and united together, or as it is a concrete of several aqueous
+parts, so the stranger and the person by whom he was entertained
+should, from the time of their tasting salt together, maintain a
+constant union of love and friendship.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Others tell us, that salt being apt to preserve flesh from
+corruption, signified, that the friendship which was then begun
+should be firm and lasting; and some, to mention no more different
+opinions concerning this matter, think, that a regard was had to
+the purifying quality of salt, which was commonly used in
+lustrations, and that it intimated that friendship ought to be free
+from all design and artifice, jealousy and suspicion.</p>
+<p>It may be, the ground of this custom was only this, that salt
+was constantly used at all entertainments, both of the gods and
+men, whence a particular sanctity was believed to be lodged in it:
+it is hence called divine salt by Homer, and holy salt by others;
+and by placing of salt on the table, a sort of blessing was thought
+to be conveyed to them. To have eaten at the same table was
+esteemed an inviolable obligation to friendship; and to transgress
+the salt at the table&mdash;that is, to break the laws of
+hospitality, and to injure one by whom any person had been
+entertained&mdash;was accounted one of the blackest crimes: hence
+that exaggerating interrogation of Demosthenes, &ldquo;Where is the
+salt? where the hospital tables?&rdquo; for in despite of these, he
+had been the author of these troubles. And the crime of Paris in
+stealing Helena is aggravated by Cassandra, upon this
+consideration, that he had contemned the salt, and overturned the
+hospital table.</p>
+<p>P.T.W.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>THE NOVELIST.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE GAMESTER&rsquo;S DAUGHTER.</h3>
+<h4><em>From the Confessions of an Ambitious Student</em>.</h4>
+<p>A fit, one bright spring morning, came over me&mdash;a fit of
+poetry. From that time the disorder increased, for I indulged it;
+and though such of my performances as have been seen by friendly
+eyes have been looked upon as mediocre enough, I still believe,
+that if ever I could win a lasting reputation, it would be through
+that channel. Love usually accompanies poetry, and, in my case,
+there was no exception to the rule.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;There was a slender, but pleasant brook, about two miles
+from our house, to which one or two of us were accustomed, in the
+summer days, to repair to bathe and saunter away our leisure hours.
+To this favourite spot I one day went alone, and crossing a field
+which led to the brook, I encountered two ladies, with one of whom,
+having met her at some house in the neighbourhood, I had a slight
+acquaintance. We stopped to speak to each other, and I saw the face
+of her companion. Alas! were I to live ten thousand lives, there
+would never be a moment in which I could be alone&mdash;nor
+sleeping, and that face not with me!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;My acquaintance introduced us to each other. I walked
+home with them to the house of Miss D&mdash;&mdash;(so was the
+strange, who was also the younger lady named.) The next day I
+called upon her; the acquaintance thus commenced did not droop;
+and, notwithstanding our youth&mdash;for Lucy D&mdash;&mdash; was
+only seventeen, and I nearly a year younger&mdash;we soon loved,
+and with a love, which, full of poesy and dreaming, as from our age
+it necessarily must have been, was not less durable, nor less
+heart-felt, than if it had arisen from the deeper and more earthly
+sources in which later life only hoards its affections.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, God! how little did I think of what our young folly
+entailed upon us! We delivered ourselves up to the dictates of our
+hearts, and forgot that there was a future. Neither of us had any
+ulterior design; we did not think&mdash;poor children that we
+were&mdash;of marriage, and settlements, and consent of relations.
+We touched each other&rsquo;s hands, and were happy; we read poetry
+together&mdash;and when we lifted up our eyes from the page, those
+eyes met, and we did not know why our hearts beat so violently; and
+at length, when we spake of love, <span class="pagenum"><a id=
+"page229" name="page229"></a>[pg 229]</span>and when we called each
+other Lucy and &mdash;&mdash;; when we described all that we had
+thought in absence&mdash;and all we had felt when
+present&mdash;when we sat with our hands locked each in
+each&mdash;and at last, growing bolder, when in the still and quiet
+loneliness of a summer twilight we exchanged our first kiss, we did
+not dream that the world forbade what seemed to us so natural;
+nor&mdash;feeling in our own hearts the impossibility of
+change&mdash;did we ever ask whether this sweet and mystic state of
+existence was to last for ever!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Lucy was an only child; her father was a man of wretched
+character. A profligate, a gambler&mdash;ruined alike in fortune,
+hope, and reputation, he was yet her only guardian and protector.
+The village in which we both resided was near London; there Mr.
+D&mdash;&mdash; had a small cottage, where he left his daughter and
+his slender establishment for days, and sometimes for weeks
+together, while he was engaged in equivocal
+speculations&mdash;giving no address, and engaged in no
+professional mode of life. Lucy&rsquo;s mother had died long since,
+of a broken heart&mdash;(that fate, too, was afterwards her
+daughter&rsquo;s)&mdash;so that this poor girl was literally
+without a monitor or a friend, save her own innocence&mdash;and,
+alas! innocence is but a poor substitute for experience. The lady
+with whom I had met her had known her mother, and she felt
+compassion for the child. She saw her constantly, and sometimes
+took her to her own house, whenever she was in the neighbourhood;
+but that was not often, and only for a few days at a time. Her
+excepted, Lucy had no female friend.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;One evening we were to meet at a sequestered and lonely
+part of the brook&rsquo;s course, a spot which was our usual
+rendezvous. I waited considerably beyond the time appointed, and
+was just going sorrowfully away when she appeared. As she
+approached, I saw that she was in tears&mdash;and she could not for
+several moments speak for weeping. At length I learned that her
+father had just returned home, after a long absence&mdash;that he
+had announced his intention of immediately quitting their present
+home and going to a distant part of the country, or&mdash;perhaps
+even abroad.</p>
+<hr />
+<p>&ldquo;It is an odd thing in the history of the human heart,
+that the times most sad to experience are often the most grateful
+to recall; and of all the passages in our brief and checkered love,
+none have I clung to so fondly or cherished so tenderly, as the
+remembrance of that desolate and tearful hour. We walked slowly
+home, speaking very little, and lingering on the way&mdash;and my
+arm was round her waist all the time. There was a little stile at
+the entrance of the garden round Lucy&rsquo;s home, and sheltered
+as it was by trees and bushes, it was there, whenever we met, we
+took our last adieu&mdash;and there that evening we stopped, and
+lingered over our parting words and our parting kiss&mdash;and at
+length, when I tore myself away, I looked back and saw her in the
+sad and grey light of the evening still there, still watching,
+still weeping! What, what hours of anguish and gnawing of heart
+must one, who loved so kindly and so entirely as she did, have
+afterwards endured.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;As I lay awake that night, a project, natural enough,
+darted across me. I would seek Lucy&rsquo;s father, communicate our
+attachment, and sue for his approbation. We might, indeed, be too
+young for marriage&mdash;but we could wait, and love each other in
+the meanwhile. I lost no time in following up this resolution. The
+next day, before noon, I was at the door of Lucy&rsquo;s
+cottage&mdash;I was in the little chamber that faced the garden,
+alone with her father.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;A boy forms strange notions of a man who is considered a
+scoundrel. I was prepared to see one of fierce and sullen
+appearance, and to meet with a rude and coarse reception. I found
+in Mr. D&mdash;&mdash; a person who early accustomed&mdash;(for he
+was of high birth)&mdash;to polished society, still preserved, in
+his manner and appearance, its best characteristics. His voice was
+soft and bland; his face, though haggard and worn, retained the
+traces of early beauty; and a courteous and attentive ease of
+deportment had been probably improved by the habits of deceiving
+others, rather than impaired. I told our story to this man, frankly
+and fully. When I had done, he rose; he took me by the hand; he
+expressed some regret, yet some satisfaction, at what he had heard.
+He was sensible how much peculiar circumstances had obliged him to
+leave his daughter unprotected; he was sensible, also, that from my
+birth and future fortunes, my affection did honour to the object of
+my choice. Nothing would have made him so happy, so proud, had I
+been older&mdash;had I been my own master. But I and he, alas! must
+be aware that my friends and guardians would never consent to my
+forming any engagement at so premature an age, and they and the
+world would impute the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page230" name=
+"page230"></a>[pg 230]</span>blame to him; for calumny (he added in
+a melancholy tone) had been busy with his name, and any story,
+however false or idle, would be believed of one who was out of the
+world&rsquo;s affections.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;All this, and much more, did he say; and I pitied him
+while he spoke. Our conference then ended in nothing
+fixed;&mdash;but&mdash;he asked me to dine with him the next day.
+In a word, while he forbade me at present to recur to the subject,
+he allowed me to see his daughter as often as I pleased: this
+lasted for about ten days. At the end of that time, when I made my
+usual morning visit, I saw D&mdash;&mdash; alone; he appeared much
+agitated. He was about, he said, to be arrested. He was undone for
+ever&mdash;and his poor daughter!&mdash;he could say no
+more&mdash;his manly heart was overcome&mdash;and he hid his face
+with his hands. I attempted to console him, and inquired the sum
+necessary to relieve him. It was considerable; and on hearing it
+named, my power of consolation I deemed over at once. I was
+mistaken. But why dwell on so hacknied a topic as that of a sharper
+on the one hand, and a dupe on the other? I saw a gentleman of the
+tribe of Israel&mdash;I raised a sum of money, to be repaid when I
+came of age, and that sum was placed in D&mdash;&mdash;&lsquo;s
+hands. My intercourse with Lucy continued; but not long. This
+matter came to the ears of one who had succeeded my poor aunt, now
+no more, as my guardian. He saw D&mdash;&mdash;, and threatened him
+with penalties, which the sharper did not dare to brave. My
+guardian was a man of the world; he said nothing to me on the
+subject, but he begged me to accompany him on a short tour through
+a neighbouring county. I took leave of Lucy only for a few days as
+I imagined. I accompanied my guardian&mdash;was a week
+absent&mdash;returned&mdash;and hastened to the cottage; it was
+shut up&mdash;an old woman opened the door&mdash;they were gone,
+father and daughter, none knew whither!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It was now that my guardian disclosed his share in this
+event, so terribly unexpected by me. He unfolded the arts of
+D&mdash;&mdash;; he held up his character in its true light. I
+listened to him patiently, while he proceeded thus far; but when,
+encouraged by my silence, he attempted to insinuate that Lucy was
+implicated in her father&rsquo;s artifices&mdash;that she had lent
+herself to decoy, to the mutual advantage of sire and daughter, the
+inexperienced heir of considerable fortunes,&mdash;my rage and
+indignation exploded at once. High words ensued. I defied his
+authority&mdash;I laughed at his menaces&mdash;I openly declared my
+resolution of tracing Lucy to the end of the world, and marrying
+her the instant she was found. Whether or not that my guardian had
+penetrated sufficiently into my character to see that force was not
+the means by which I was to be guided, I cannot say; but he
+softened from his tone at last&mdash;apologized for his
+warmth&mdash;condescended to soothe and remonstrate&mdash;and our
+dispute ended in a compromise. I consented to leave Mr.
+S&mdash;&mdash;, and to spend the next year, preparatory to my
+going to the university, with my guardian: he promised, on the
+other hand, that if, at the end of that year, I still wished to
+discover Lucy, he would throw no obstacles in the way of my search.
+I was ill-contented with this compact; but I was induced to it by
+my firm persuasion that Lucy would write to me, and that we should
+console each other, at least, by a knowledge of our mutual
+situation and our mutual constancy. In this persuasion, I insisted
+on remaining six weeks longer with S&mdash;&mdash;, and gained my
+point; and that any letter Lucy might write, might not be exposed
+to any officious intervention from S&mdash;&mdash;, or my
+guardian&rsquo;s satellites, I walked every day to meet the postman
+who was accustomed to bring our letters. None came from Lucy.
+Afterwards, I learned that D&mdash;&mdash;, whom my guardian had
+wisely bought, as well as intimidated, had intercepted three
+letters which she had addressed to me, in her unsuspecting
+confidence&mdash;and that she only ceased to write when she ceased
+to believe in me.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I went to reside with my guardian. A man of a hospitable
+and liberal turn, his house was always full of guests, who were
+culled from the most agreeable circles in London. We lived in a
+perpetual round of amusement; and my uncle, who thought I should be
+rich enough to afford to be ignorant, was more anxious that I
+should divert my mind, than instruct it. Well, this year passed
+slowly and sadly away, despite of the gaiety around me; and, at the
+end of that time, I left my uncle to go to the university; but I
+first lingered in London to make inquiries after D&mdash;&mdash;. I
+could learn no certain tidings of him, but heard that the most
+probable place to find him was a certain gaming-house in
+K&mdash;&mdash; Street. Thither I repaired forthwith. It was a
+haunt of no delicate and luxurious order of vice; the chain
+attached to the threshold indicated suspicion of the spies of
+justice; and a grim and sullen face peered jealously upon me before
+I was suffered to ascend <span class="pagenum"><a id="page231"
+name="page231"></a>[pg 231]</span>the filthy and noisome staircase.
+But my search was destined to a brief end. At the head of the
+<em>Rouge et Noir</em> table, facing my eyes the moment I entered
+the evil chamber, was the marked and working countenance of
+D&mdash;&mdash;.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;He did not look up&mdash;no, not once, all the time he
+played; he won largely&mdash;rose with a flushed face and trembling
+hand&mdash;descended the stairs&mdash;stopped in a room below,
+where a table was spread with meats and wine&mdash;took a large
+tumbler of Madeira, and left the house. I had waited
+patiently&mdash;I had followed him with a noiseless step&mdash;I
+now drew my breath hard, clenched my hands, as if to nerve myself
+for a contest&mdash;and as he paused a moment under one of the
+lamps, seemingly in doubt whither to go&mdash;I laid my hand on his
+shoulder, and uttered his name. His eyes wandered with a leaden and
+dull gaze over my face before he remembered me. <em>Then</em> he
+recovered his usual bland smile and soft tone. He grasped my
+unwilling hand, and inquired with the tenderness of a parent after
+my health. I did not heed his words. &lsquo;Your daughter,&rsquo;
+said I, convulsively.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Ah! you were old friends,&rsquo; quoth he,
+smiling; &lsquo;you have recovered that folly, I hope. Poor thing!
+she will be happy to see an old friend. You know of
+course&mdash;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;What?&rsquo; for he hesitated.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;That Lucy is married!&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Married!&rsquo; and as that word left my lips, it
+seemed as if my very life, my very soul, had gushed forth also in
+the sound. When&mdash;oh! when, in the night-watch and the daily
+yearning, when, whatever might have been my grief or wretchedness,
+or despondency, when had I dreamt, when imaged forth even the
+outline of a doom like this? Married! my Lucy, my fond, my
+constant, my pure-hearted, and tender Lucy! Suddenly, all the
+chilled and revolted energies of my passions seemed to re-act, and
+rush back upon me. I seized that smiling and hollow wretch with a
+fierce grasp. &lsquo;You have done this&mdash;you have broken her
+heart&mdash;you have crushed mine! I curse you in her name and my
+own!&mdash;I curse you from the bottom and with all the venom of my
+soul!&mdash;Wretch! wretch! and he was as a reed in my
+hands.&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Madman,&rsquo; said he, as at last he extricated
+himself from my gripe, &lsquo;my daughter married with her free
+consent, and to one far better fitted to make her happy than you.
+Go, go&mdash;I forgive you&mdash;I also was once in love, and with
+<em>her</em> mother!&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I did not answer&mdash;I let him depart.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It was a little while after this interview&mdash;but I
+mention it now, for there is no importance in the quarter from
+which I heard it&mdash;that I learned some few particulars of
+Lucy&rsquo;s marriage. There was, and still is, in the
+world&rsquo;s gossip, a strange story of a rich, foolish man, awed
+as well as gulled by a sharper, and of a girl torn to a church with
+a violence so evident that the priest refused the ceremony. But the
+rite was afterwards solemnized by special license, in private, and
+at night. The pith of that story has truth, and Lucy was at once
+the heroine and victim of the romance. Now, then, I turn to
+somewhat a different strain in my narrative.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You, A&mdash;&mdash;, who know so well the habits of a
+university <em>life</em>, need not be told how singularly
+monotonous and contemplative it may be made to a lonely man. The
+first year I was there, I mixed, as you may remember, in none of
+the many circles into which that curious and motley society is
+split. My only recreation was in long and companionless rides; and
+in the flat and dreary country around our university, the cheerless
+aspect of nature fed the idle melancholy at my heart. In the second
+year of my college life, I roused myself a little from my
+seclusion, and rather by accident than design&mdash;you will
+remember that my acquaintance was formed among the men considered
+most able and promising of our time. In the summer of that year, I
+resolved to make a bold effort to harden my mind and conquer its
+fastidious reserve; and I set out to travel over the North of
+England, and the greater part of Scotland, in the humble character
+of a pedestrian tourist. Nothing ever did my character more solid
+good than that experiment. I was thrown among a thousand varieties
+of character; I was continually forced into bustle and action, and
+into <em>providing for myself</em>&mdash;that great and indelible
+lesson towards permanent independence of character.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;One evening, in an obscure part of Cumberland, I was
+seeking a short cut to a neighbouring village through a
+gentleman&rsquo;s grounds, in which there was a public path. Just
+within sight of the house (which was an old, desolate building, in
+the architecture of James the First, with gable-ends and dingy
+walls, and deep-sunk, gloomy windows,) I perceived two ladies at a
+little distance before me; one seemed in weak and delicate health,
+for she walked slowly and with pain, and stopped often as she
+leaned on her companion. I <span class="pagenum"><a id="page232"
+name="page232"></a>[pg 232]</span>lingered behind, in order not to
+pass them abruptly; presently, they turned away towards the house,
+and I saw them no more. Yet that frail and bending form, as I too
+soon afterwards learned&mdash;that form, which I did not
+recognise&mdash;which, by a sort of fatality, I saw only in a
+glimpse, and yet for the last time on earth,&mdash;that
+form&mdash;was the wreck of Lucy D&mdash;&mdash;!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Unconscious of this event in my destiny, I left that
+neighbourhood, and settled for some weeks on the borders of the
+Lake Keswick. There, one evening, a letter, re-directed to me from
+London, reached me. The hand-writing was that of Lucy; but the
+trembling and slurred characters, so different from that graceful
+ease which was wont to characterize all she did, filled me, even at
+the first glance, with alarm. This is the letter&mdash;read
+it&mdash;you will know, then, what I have lost:&mdash;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;I write to you, my dear, my unforgotten
+&mdash;&mdash;, the last letter this hand will ever trace. Till
+now, it would have been a crime to write to you; perhaps it is so
+still&mdash;but dying as I am, and divorced from all earthly
+thoughts and remembrances, save yours, I feel that I cannot quite
+collect my mind for the last hour until I have given you the
+blessing of one whom you loved once; and when that blessing is
+given, I think I can turn away from your image, and sever willingly
+the last tie that binds me to earth. I will not afflict you by
+saying what I have suffered since we parted&mdash;with what anguish
+I thought of what <em>you</em> would feel when you found me
+gone&mdash;and with what cruel, what fearful violence, I was forced
+into becoming the wretch I now am. I was hurried, I was driven,
+into a dreadful and bitter duty&mdash;but I thank God that I have
+fulfilled it. What, what have I done, to have been made so
+miserable throughout life as I have been! I ask my heart, and tax
+my conscience&mdash;and every night I think over the sins of the
+day; they do not seem to me heavy, yet my penance has been very
+great. For the last two years, I do sincerely think that there has
+not been one day which I have not marked with tears. But enough of
+this, and of myself. You, dear, dear L&mdash;&mdash;, let me turn
+to you! Something at my heart tells me that you have not forgotten
+that once we were the world to each other, and even through the
+changes and the glories of a man&rsquo;s life, I think you will not
+forget it. True, L&mdash;&mdash;, that I was a poor and friendless,
+and not too-well educated girl, and altogether unworthy of your
+destiny; but you did not think so then&mdash;and when you have lost
+me, it is a sad, but it is a real comfort, to feel that that
+thought will never occur to you. Your memory will invest me with a
+thousand attractions and graces I did not possess, and all that you
+recall of me will be linked with the freshest and happiest thoughts
+of that period of life in which you first beheld me. And this
+thought, dearest L&mdash;&mdash;, sweetens death to me&mdash;and
+sometimes it comforts me for what has been. Had our lot been
+otherwise&mdash;had we been united, and had you survived your love
+for me (and what more probable!) my lot would have been darker even
+than it has been. I know not how it is&mdash;perhaps from my
+approaching death&mdash;but I seem to have grown old, and to have
+obtained the right to be your monitor and warner. Forgive me, then,
+if I implore you to think earnestly and deeply of the great ends of
+life; think of them as one might think who is anxious to gain a
+distant home, and who will not be diverted from his way. Oh! could
+you know how solemn and thrilling a joy comes over me as I nurse
+the belief, the certainty, that we shall meet at length, and for
+ever! Will not that hope also animate you, and guide you unerring
+through the danger and the evil of this entangled life?</p>
+<p>&ldquo;May God bless you, and watch over you&mdash;may He
+comfort and cheer, and elevate your heart to him! Before you
+receive this, <em>I</em> shall be no more&mdash;and my love, my
+care for you will, I trust and feel, have become
+eternal.&mdash;Farewell:</p>
+<p>&lsquo;L.M.&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;The letter,&rdquo; continued L&mdash;&mdash;, struggling
+with his emotions, &ldquo;was dated from that village through which
+I had so lately passed; thither I repaired that very
+night&mdash;Lucy had been buried the day before! I stood upon a
+green mound, and a few, few feet below, separated from me by a
+scanty portion of earth, mouldered that heart which had loved me so
+faithfully and so well!&rdquo;</p>
+<p><em>New Monthly Magazine</em>.</p>
+<hr />
+<p>A Jew said to the venerable Ali, in argument on the truth of
+their religion, &ldquo;You had not even deposited your
+prophet&rsquo;s body in the earth, when you quarrelled among
+yourselves.&rdquo; Ali replied, &ldquo;Our divisions proceeded from
+the loss of him, not concerning our faith; but your feet were not
+yet dry from the mud of the Red Sea, when you cried unto Moses,
+saying, &lsquo;Make us gods like unto those of the idolaters, that
+we may worship them.&rsquo;&rdquo; The Jew was confounded.</p>
+<p>W.G.C.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page233" name="page233"></a>[pg
+233]</span>
+<h2>KILCOLMAN CASTLE,<br />
+THE RESIDENCE OF THE POET SPENCER.</h2>
+<div class="figure"><a href="images/483-2.png"><img width="100%"
+src="images/483-2.png" alt=
+"Kilcolman Castle, The Residence of the Poet Spencer." /></a></div>
+<p>Few of the original houses of Genius<a id="footnotetag2" name=
+"footnotetag2"></a><a href="#footnote2"><sup>2</sup></a> will
+excite more interest than the above relic of SPENCER. It is copied
+from a lithographic drawing in Mr. T. Crofton Croker&rsquo;s
+&ldquo;Researches in the South of Ireland,&rdquo; where it is so
+well described, that we can spare but few lines in our abridgement
+of the passage:&mdash;</p>
+<p>Kilcolman Castle is distant three English miles from Doneraile,
+and is seated in as unpicturesque a spot as at present could have
+been selected. Many of the delightful and visionary anticipations I
+had indulged, from the pleasure of visiting the place where the
+Fairy Queen had been composed, were at an end on beholding the
+monotonous reality of the country. Corn fields, divided from
+pasturage by numerous intersecting hedges, constituted almost the
+only variety of feature for a considerable extent around; and the
+mountains bounding the prospect partook even in a greater degree of
+the same want of variety in their forms. The ruin itself stands on
+a little rocky eminence. Spreading before it lies a tract of flat
+and swampy ground, through which, we were informed, the
+&ldquo;River Bregog hight&rdquo; had its course; and though in
+winter, when swollen by mountain torrents, a deep and rapid stream,
+its channel at present was completely dried up.</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Sometimes, misguided by the tuneful throng,</p>
+<p>I look for streams immortalized in song,</p>
+<p>That lost in silence and oblivion lie;</p>
+<p>Dumb are their fountains, and their channels dry.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>Judging from what remains, the original form of Kilcolman was an
+oblong square, flanked by a tower at the south-east corner. The
+apartment in the basement story has still its stone arched roof
+entire, and is used as a shelter for cattle; the narrow, screw-like
+stairs of the tower are nearly perfect, and lead to an extremely
+small chamber, which we found in a state of complete
+desolation.</p>
+<p>Kilcolman was granted by Queen Elizabeth, on the 27th June,
+1586, to Spencer (who went into Ireland as secretary to Lord Grey),
+with 3,028 acres of land, at the rent of 17l. 3s. 6d.; on the same
+conditions with the other undertakers (as they were termed) between
+whom the forfeited Desmond estate was divided. These conditions
+implied a residence on the ground, and their chief object seems to
+have been the peopling Munster with English families: a favourite
+project of Elizabeth&rsquo;s for strengthening the English
+influence in Ireland, by creating the tie of consanguinity between
+the two countries.</p>
+<p>It is supposed that this castle was the principal residence of
+Spencer for about ten years, during which time he composed the
+works that have chiefly contributed to his fame. But the turbulent
+and indignant spirit of the Irish regarded not the haunts of the
+muse as sacred, and wrapped the poet&rsquo;s dwelling in
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page234" name="page234"></a>[pg
+234]</span>flames. An infant child of Spencer&rsquo;s, together
+with his most valuable property, were consumed, and he returned
+into England;&mdash;where, dejected, and broken-hearted, he died
+soon after, at an inn in King-street, Westminster.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It does not appear what became of Spencer&rsquo;s wife
+and children. Two sons are said to have survived him, Sylvanus and
+Peregrine; Sylvanus married Ellen Nangle or Nagle, eldest daughter
+of David Nangle of Moneanymy, in the county of Cork, by whom he had
+two sons, Edmund and William Spencer. His other son, Peregrine,
+also married, and had a son Hugolin, who, after the restoration of
+Charles II. was replaced by the Court of Claims in as much of the
+lands as could be found to have been his ancestor&rsquo;s. Hugolin
+attached himself to the cause of James II. and after the
+revolution, was outlawed for treason and rebellion. Some time after
+his cousin William, son of Sylvanus, became a suitor for the
+forfeited property, and recovered it by the interest of Mr.
+Montague, afterwards Earl of Halifax, who was then at the head of
+the treasury. He had been introduced to Mr. Montague by Congreve,
+who with others was desirous of honouring the descendant of so
+great a poet. Dr. Birch describes him as a man somewhat advanced in
+years, but unable to give any account of the works of his ancestor
+which are wanting. The family has been since very imperfectly
+traced.&rdquo;&mdash;<em>Chalmers&rsquo;s Biog. Dic.</em></p>
+<p>The visits of Sir Walter Raleigh to Spencer at Kilcolman
+increase the interest attached to the place, and are not in the
+slightest degree questionable.<a id="footnotetag3" name=
+"footnotetag3"></a><a href="#footnote3"><sup>3</sup></a> To the
+advice of Raleigh the publication of the first books of the Fairy
+Queen has been ascribed; and the existence of a poetical
+intercourse between such minds, and in such distracting scenes, is
+a delightful recollection that almost warms the heart into
+romance.</p>
+<p>Amongst the literary pilgrims whose veneration for Spencer has
+prompted them to examine Kilcolman was the celebrated Edmund Burke;
+nor should the imprudent and enthusiastic Trotter be forgotten; the
+account given by him of his visits, in 1817, are very pleasing,
+though highly tinged with that fanaticism to which he ultimately
+became a victim.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>THE SELECTOR; AND LITERARY NOTICES OF NEW WORKS.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>CROTCHET CASTLE.</h3>
+<p>The author of <em>Headlong Hall</em> has, under the above title,
+produced as lively a little volume of humour and pleasantry as it
+has lately been our good fortune to meet with. Every page, nay,
+every line is a satire upon the extravagance and precocity of what
+Vivian Grey calls our &ldquo;artificial state;&rdquo; and all the
+weak sides of our age are mercilessly dealt with by the
+<em>coterie</em> at Crotchet Castle. The book is altogether
+<em>Shandean</em>, and the satire <em>shandied</em> to and fro with
+great vivacity. We need not tell the reader what period or event of
+the last seven years is pointed to in the following extract. Mr.
+Touchandgo, it appears, was a great banker, who was &ldquo;suddenly
+reported absent one foggy morning, with the contents of his
+till;&rdquo; his daughter was to have been married to Mr. Crotchet
+but for this untoward event. Here are two of the father&rsquo;s
+letters from his new settlement, and a reply:&mdash;</p>
+<p>Dotandcarryonetown. State of Apodidraskiana, April 1,
+18&mdash;.</p>
+<p>My dear Child,&mdash;I am anxious to learn what are your present
+position, intention, and prospects. The fairies who dropped gold in
+your shoe, on the morning when I ceased to be a respectable man in
+London, will soon find a talismanic channel for transmitting you a
+stocking full of dollars, which will fit the shoe, as well as the
+foot of Cinderella fitted her slipper. I am happy to say, I am
+again become a respectable man. It was always my ambition to be a
+respectable man, and I am a very respectable man here, in this new
+township of a new state, where I have purchased five thousand acres
+of land, at two dollars an acre, hard cash, and established a very
+flourishing bank. The notes of Touchandgo and Company, soft cash,
+are now the exclusive currency of all this vicinity. This is the
+land, in which all men flourish; but there are three classes of men
+who flourish especially, methodist preachers, slave-drivers, and
+paper-money manufacturers; and as one of the latter, I have just
+painted the word BANK, on a fine slab of maple, which was green and
+growing when I arrived, and have discounted for the settlers, in my
+own currency, sundry bills, which are to be paid when the proceeds
+of the crop they have just sown shall return from New Orleans; so
+that my <span class="pagenum"><a id="page235" name=
+"page235"></a>[pg 235]</span>notes are the representatives of
+vegetation that is to be, and I am accordingly a capitalist of the
+first magnitude. The people here know very well that I ran away
+from London; but the most of them have run away from some place or
+other; and they have a great respect for me, because they think I
+ran away with something worth taking, which few of them had the
+luck or the wit to do. This gives them confidence in my resources,
+at the same time that, as there is nothing portable in the
+settlement except my own notes, they have no fear that I shall run
+away with them. They know I am thoroughly conversant with the
+principles of banking; and as they have plenty of industry, no lack
+of sharpness, and abundance of land, they wanted nothing but
+capital to organize a flourishing settlement; and this capital I
+have manufactured to the extent required, at the expense of a small
+importation of pens, ink, and paper, and two or three inimitable
+copperplates. I have abundance here of all good things, a good
+conscience included; for I really cannot see that I have done any
+wrong. This was my position: I owed half a million of money; and I
+had a trifle in my pocket. It was clear that this trifle could
+never find its way to the right owner. The question was, whether I
+should keep it, and live like a gentleman; or hand it over to
+lawyers and commissioners of bankruptcy, and die like a dog on a
+dunghill. If I could have thought that the said lawyers, &amp;c.
+had a better title to it than myself, I might have hesitated; but,
+as such title was not apparent to my satisfaction, I decided the
+question in my own favour; the right owners, as I have already
+said, being out of the question altogether. I have always taken
+scientific views of morals and politics, a habit from which I
+derive much comfort under existing circumstances.</p>
+<p>I hope you adhere to your music, though I cannot hope again to
+accompany your harp with my flute. My last <em>andante</em>
+movement was too <em>forte</em> for those whom it took by surprise.
+Let not your <em>allegro vivace</em> be damped by young
+Crotchet&rsquo;s desertion, which, though I have not heard it, I
+take for granted. He is, like myself, a scientific politician, and
+has an eye as keen as a needle, to his own interest. He has had
+good luck so far, and is gorgeous in the spoils of many gulls; but
+I think the Polar Basin and Walrus Company will be too much for him
+yet. There has been a splendid outlay on credit, and he is the only
+man, of the original parties concerned, of whom his Majesty&rsquo;s
+sheriffs could give any account.</p>
+<p>I will not ask you to come here. There is no husband for you.
+The men smoke, drink, and fight, and break more of their own heads
+than of girls&rsquo; hearts. Those among them who are musical sing
+nothing but psalms. They are excellent fellows in their way, but
+you would not like them.</p>
+<p><em>Au reste</em>, here are no rents, no taxes, no poor-rates,
+no tithes, no church establishment, no routs, no clubs, no rotten
+boroughs, no operas, no concerts, no theatres, no beggars, no
+thieves, no kings, no lords, no ladies, and only one gentleman,
+videlicit your loving father,</p>
+<p>TIMOTHY TOUCHANDGO.</p>
+<p>P.S. I send you one of my notes; I can afford to part with it.
+If you are accused of receiving money from me, you may pay it over
+to my assignees. Robthetill continues to be my factotum; I say no
+more of him in this place; he will give you an account of
+himself.</p>
+<p>Dotandcarryonetown, &amp;c.</p>
+<p>Dear Miss,&mdash;Mr. Touchandgo will have told you of our
+arrival here, of our setting up a bank, and so forth. We came here
+in a tilted wagon, which served us for parlour, kitchen, and all.
+We soon got up a log-house; and, unluckily, we as soon got it down
+again, for the first fire we made in it burned down house and all.
+However, our second experiment was more fortunate; and we are
+pretty well lodged in a house of three rooms on a floor&mdash;I
+should say the floor, for there is but one.</p>
+<p>This new state is free to hold slaves; all the new states have
+not this privilege. Mr. Touchandgo has bought some, and they are
+building him a villa. Mr. Touchandgo is in a thriving way, but he
+is not happy here: he longs for parties and concerts, and a seat in
+Congress. He thinks it very hard that he cannot buy one with his
+own coinage, as he used to do in England. Besides, he is afraid of
+the Regulators, who, if they do not like a man&rsquo;s character,
+wait upon him and flog him, doubling the dose at stated intervals,
+till he takes himself off. He does not like this system of
+administering justice: though I think he has nothing to fear from
+it. He has the character of having money, which is the best of all
+characters here, as at home. He lets his old English prejudices
+influence his opinions of his new neighbours; but I assure you they
+have many virtues. Though they do keep slaves, they are all ready
+to fight for their own liberty; and I should not like to be an
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page236" name="page236"></a>[pg
+236]</span>enemy within reach of one of their rifles. When I say
+enemy, I include bailiff in the term. One was shot not long ago.
+There was a trial; the jury gave two dollars damages; the judge
+said they must find guilty or not guilty, but the counsel for the
+defendant (they would not call him prisoner) offered to fight the
+judge upon the point; and as this was said literally, not
+metaphorically, and the counsel was a stout fellow, the judge gave
+in. The two dollars damages were not paid after all; for the
+defendant challenged the foreman to box for double or quits, and
+the foreman was beaten. The folks in New York made a great outcry
+about it, but here it was considered all as it should be. So you
+see, Miss, justice, liberty, and every thing else of that kind, are
+different in different places, just as suits the convenience of
+those who have the sword in their own hands. Hoping to hear of your
+health and happiness, I remain,</p>
+<p>Dear Miss, your dutiful servant,</p>
+<p>RODERICK ROBTHETILL.</p>
+<p>Miss Touchandgo replied as follows, to the first of these
+letters:&mdash;</p>
+<p>My dear Father,&mdash;I am sure you have the best of hearts, and
+I have no doubt you have acted with the best intentions. My lover,
+or I should rather say, my fortune&rsquo;s lover, has indeed
+forsaken me. I cannot say I did not feel it; indeed, I cried very
+much; and the altered looks of people who used to be so delighted
+to see me, really annoyed me so, that I determined to change the
+scene altogether. I have come into Wales, and am boarding with a
+farmer and his wife. Their stock of English is very small; but I
+managed to agree with them; and they have four of the sweetest
+children I ever saw, to whom I teach all I know, and I manage to
+pick up some Welsh. I have puzzled out a little song, which I think
+very pretty; I have translated it into English, and I send it to
+you, with the original air. You shall play it on your flute at
+eight o&rsquo;clock every Saturday evening, and I will play and
+sing it at the same time, and I will fancy that I hear my dear papa
+accompanying me.</p>
+<p>The people in London said very unkind things of you: they hurt
+me very much at the time; but now I am out of their way, I do not
+seem to think their opinion of much consequence. I am sure, when I
+recollect, at leisure, everything I have seen and heard among them,
+I cannot make out what they do that is so virtuous, as to set them
+up for judges of morals. And I am sure they never speak the truth
+about any thing, and there is no sincerity in either their love or
+their friendship. An old Welsh bard here, who wears a waistcoat
+embroidered with leeks, and is called the Green Bard of Cadair
+Idris, says the Scotch would be the best people in the world, if
+there was nobody but themselves to give them a character: and so I
+think would the Londoners. I hate the very thought of them, for I
+do believe they would have broken my heart, if I had not gone out
+of their way. Now I shall write you another letter very soon, and
+describe to you the country, and the people, and the children, and
+how I amuse myself, and every thing that I think you will like to
+hear about; and when I seal this letter, I shall drop a kiss on the
+cover.</p>
+<p>Your loving daughter,</p>
+<p>SUSANNAH TOUCHANDGO.</p>
+<p>P.S. Tell Mr. Robthetill I will write to him in a day or two.
+This is the little song I spoke of:</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,</p>
+<p>My heart is gone, far, far from me;</p>
+<p>And ever on its track will flee,</p>
+<p>My thoughts, my dreams, beyond the sea.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,</p>
+<p>The swallow wanders fast and free:</p>
+<p>Oh! happy bird, were I like thee,</p>
+<p>I, too, would fly beyond the sea.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,</p>
+<p>Are kindly hearts and social glee;</p>
+<p>But here for me they may not be:</p>
+<p>My heart is gone beyond the sea.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE AUTOCRAT&rsquo;S PRAYER.</h3>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Europe! hear the voice that rose</p>
+<p>From the chief of Freedom&rsquo;s foes&mdash;</p>
+<p>When he bade war&rsquo;s thunders roll</p>
+<p>O&rsquo;er the country of the Pole&mdash;</p>
+<p>To his Cossacks on parade</p>
+<p>Thus the Calmuck robber said:</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Mine the might, and mine the right,</p>
+<p>Stir ye, spur ye to the fight&mdash;</p>
+<p>Bare the blade, and strike the blow</p>
+<p>To the heart&rsquo;s core of the foe&mdash;</p>
+<p>Slaughter all the rebel bands</p>
+<p>Found with weapons in their hands;</p>
+<p>On! the holy work of fate</p>
+<p>Russia&rsquo;s God will consecrate.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;&rsquo;Tis decreed that they shall bleed</p>
+<p>For their dark and trait&rsquo;rous deed.</p>
+<p>Poles! to us by conquest given,</p>
+<p>Ye provoke the wrath of Heaven:</p>
+<p>Therefore, purging sword and shot</p>
+<p>Use we must, and spare you not.</p>
+<p>Guardian of our northern faith,</p>
+<p>Guide us to the field of death!</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Ere we&rsquo;ve done, many a one</p>
+<p>Shall weep they ever saw the sun.</p>
+<p>Rouse the noble in his hall</p>
+<p>To a fiery festival;</p>
+<p>Dash the stubborn peasant&rsquo;s mirth&mdash;</p>
+<p>Drown in blood his alien hearth;</p>
+<p>Babe or mother, never falter&mdash;</p>
+<p>Spear the priest before the altar.</p>
+<p>Onward, and avenge our wrong!</p>
+<p>God is good, and Russia strong!&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+<p><em>Englishman&rsquo;s Magazine, No 1.</em></p>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page237" name="page237"></a>[pg
+237]</span>
+<h3>QUEEN ELIZABETH.</h3>
+<p class="note"><em>From a paper on the Fine Arts of old in
+England, in Blackwood&rsquo;s Magazine</em>.</p>
+<p>The sex and character of Elizabeth herself was no weak
+ingredient in the poetic spirit of the time. Loyalty and gallantry
+blended in the adoration paid her; and the supremacy which she
+claimed and exercised over the church, invested her regality with a
+sacred unction that pertained not to feudal sovereigns. It is
+scarce too much to say, that the virgin-queen appropriated the
+Catholic honours of the Virgin Mary. She was as great as Diana of
+the Ephesians. The moon shone but to furnish a type of her bright
+and stainless maidenhood. To magnify her greatness, the humility of
+courtly adulation merged in the ecstasies of Platonic love. She was
+charming by indefeasible right;&mdash;a <em>jure divino</em>
+beauty. Her fascinations multiplied with her wrinkles, and her
+admirers might have anticipated the conceit of Cowley,</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;The antipevistoisis of age</p>
+<p>More inflamed their amorous rage.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>It is easy for a Whig, or a Puritan, or any other unimaginative
+blockhead, to cry out against all this as nauseous flattery, and
+assert that after all she was rather an unpoetical personage than
+otherwise&mdash;a coarse-minded old maid, half prude, half
+coquette, whose better part was mannish, and all that belonged to
+her sex a ludicrous exaggeration of its weaknesses. But meanwhile,
+they overlook the fact, that not the woman Elizabeth, but the
+Virgin-queen, the royal heroine, is the theme of admiration. Not
+the petty virtues, the pretty sensibilities, the cheap charity, the
+prim decorum, which modern flatterers dwell upon, degrading
+royalty, while they palaver its possessor, but Britannia&rsquo;s
+sacred majesty, enshrined in chaste and lofty womanhood. Our
+ancestors paid their compliments to sex or rank&mdash;ours are
+addressed to the person. There is no flattery where there is no
+falsehood&mdash;no falsehood where there is no deception. Loyalty
+of old was a passion, and passion has a truth of its own&mdash;and
+as language does not always furnish expressions exactly adapted, or
+native to the feeling, what can the loyal poet do, but take the
+most precious portion of the currency, and impress it with the
+mint-mark of his own devoted fancy? Perhaps there never was a more
+panegyrical rhymer than Spenser, and yet, so fine and ethereal is
+his incense, that the breath of morning is not more cool and
+salutary:&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;It falls me here to write of Chastity</p>
+<p>That fayrest virtue, far above the rest.</p>
+<p>For which what needs me fetch from Faery,</p>
+<p>Forreine ensamples it to have exprest,</p>
+<p>Sith it is shrined in my soveraine&rsquo;s brest,</p>
+<p>And form&rsquo;d so lively on each perfect part,</p>
+<p>That to all ladies, who have it protest,</p>
+<p>Needs but behold the pourtraict of her part,</p>
+<p>If pourtray&rsquo;d it might be by any living art;</p>
+<p>But living art may not least part expresse,</p>
+<p>Nor life-resembling pencil it can paint,</p>
+<p>All it were Zeuxis or Praxiteles&mdash;</p>
+<p>His d&aelig;dale hand would faile and greatly faynt,</p>
+<p>And her perfections with his error taynt;</p>
+<p>Ne poet&rsquo;s wit that passeth painter farre&mdash;</p>
+<p>In picturing the parts of beauty daynt,&rdquo; &amp;c.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>But neither Zeuxis nor Praxiteles was called from the dead to
+mar her perfections, nor record her negative charms. Poetry was the
+only art that flourished in the Virgin reign. The pure Gothic,
+after attaining its full efflorescence under Henry VII., departed,
+never to return. The Grecian orders were not only absurdly jumbled
+together, but yet more outrageously conglomerated with the Gothic
+and Arabesque. &ldquo;To gild refined gold&mdash;to paint the
+lily,&rdquo; was all the humour of it. A similar inconsistency
+infected literature. The classic and the romantic (to use those
+terms, which, though popular, are not logically exact) were
+interwoven. The Arcadia and the Fairy Queen are glorious offences,
+which &ldquo;make defect perfection.&rdquo; Perhaps,
+Shakspeare&rsquo;s &ldquo;small Latin and less Greek,&rdquo;
+preserved him from worse anachronisms than any that he has
+committed. Queen Bess&rsquo;s patronage was of the national breed:
+she loved no pictures so well as portraits of herself. As, however,
+her painters have not flattered her, it may not uncharitably be
+concluded that they were no great deacons in their craft. It is a
+much easier thing to assure a homely female, in prose or rhyme,
+that she is beautiful, than to represent her so upon canvass. Her
+effigies are, I believe, pretty numerous, varying in ugliness, but
+none that I have seen even handsome&mdash;prettiness, of course, is
+out of the question. She was fond of finery, but had no taste in
+dress. Her ruff is downright odious; and the liberal exposure of
+her neck and bosom anything but alluring. With all her pearls about
+her, she looks like a pawnbroker&rsquo;s lady bedizened for an
+Easter ball, with all the unredeemed pledges from her
+husband&rsquo;s shop. She seems to have patronized that chimera in
+the ideal or allegorical portrait, at which Reubens and Sir Joshua
+were so often doomed to toil. She would not allow a shadow in her
+picture, arguing, like a Chinese, or a chop-logic, that shade is
+only an accident, and no true property of body. Like Alexander, who
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page238" name="page238"></a>[pg
+238]</span>forbade all sculptors but Lysippus to carve his image,
+she prohibited all but special cunning limners from drawing her
+effigy. This was in 1563, anno regni 5, while, though no chicken,
+she still was not clean past her youth. This order was probably
+intended to prevent caricatures. At last she quarrelled with her
+looking-glass as well as her painters, and her maids of honour
+removed all mirrors from her apartments, as carefully as Ministers
+exclude opposition papers (we hope not Maga) from the presence of
+our most gracious sovereign. It is even said, that those fair
+nettles of India took advantage of her weakness, to dress her head
+awry, and to apply the rouge to her nose, instead of her cheeks. So
+may the superannuated eagle be pecked at by daws. But the tale is
+not probable. After all, it is but the captious inference of
+witlings and scoffers, that attributes to mere sexual vanity that
+superstitious horror of encroaching age, from which the wisest are
+not always free. It may be, that they shrink from the reflection of
+their wrinkles, not as from the despoilers of beauty, but as from
+the vaunt-couriers of dissolution. In rosy youth, while yet the
+brow is alabaster-veined with Heaven&rsquo;s own tint, and the dark
+tresses turn golden in the sun, the lapse of time is imperceptible
+as the throbbing of a heart at ease. &ldquo;So like, so very like,
+is day to day,&rdquo;&mdash;one primrose scarce more like another.
+Whoever saw their first grey hairs, or marked the crow-feet at the
+angle of their eyes, without a sigh or a tear, a momentous
+self-abasement, a sudden sinking of the soul, a thought that youth
+is flown for ever? None but the blessed few that, having dedicated
+their spring of life to Heaven, behold in the shedding of their
+vernal blossoms, a promise that the season of immortal fruit is
+near. It is a frailty, almost an instance of humanity, to aim at
+concealing that from others, of which ourselves are painfully
+conscious. The herculean Johnson keenly resented the least allusion
+to the shortness of his sight. So entirely is man a social animal,
+so dependent are all his feelings for their very existence upon
+communication and sympathy, that the &ldquo;fee griefs,&rdquo;
+which none but ourselves are privy to, are forgotten as soon as
+they are removed from the senses. The artifices to which so many
+have recourse to conceal their declining years, are often intended
+more to soothe themselves, than to impose on others. This aversion
+to growing old is specially natural and excusable in the celibate
+and the childless. The borrowed curls, the pencilled eyebrows,</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i10">&ldquo;The steely-prison&rsquo;d shape,</p>
+<p>So oft made taper, by constraint of tape,&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>the various cosmetic secrets, well-known to the middle ages, not
+only of the softer sex, are not unseemly in a spinster, so long as
+they succeed in making her look young. They are intolerable in a
+mother of any age. But we, my dear Christopher, resigned and
+benevolent old bachelors as we are, can well appreciate the vanity
+of the aged heart, that sees not its youth renewed in any growing
+dearer self. Nothing denotes the advances of life, at once so
+surely and so pleasantly as children springing up around a good
+man&rsquo;s table. Perhaps our famous Queen, in her latter days,
+though full of honours as of years, would gladly have changed
+places with the wife of any yeoman that had a child to receive her
+last blessing, whose few acres were not to pass away to the hungry
+expecting son of a hated rival. Her virginity was not like that of
+Jephthah&rsquo;s daughter, a free-will offering to the Lord. Pride,
+and policy, and disappointment, and, it may be, hopeless,
+self-condemned affection, conspired to perpetuate it. Probably it
+was well for England that no offspring of hers inherited her
+throne. By some strange ordinance of nature, it generally happens
+that these wonderful clever women produce idiots or
+madmen.&mdash;Witness Semiramis, Agrippina, Catherine de Medicis,
+Mary de Medicis, Catherine of Russia, and Lady Wortley Montague.
+One miniature of Elizabeth I have seen, which, though not
+beautiful, is profoundly interesting: it presents her as she was in
+the days of her danger and captivity, when the same wily policy,
+keeping its path, even while it seemed to swerve, was needful to
+preserve her life, that afterwards kept her firm on a throne. Who
+was the artist that produced it? I know not; but it bears the
+strongest marks of authenticity, if to be exactly what a learned
+spirit would fancy Elizabeth&mdash;young, a prisoner, and in
+peril&mdash;be evidence of true portraiture. There is pride, not
+aping humility, but wearing it as a well-beseeming
+habit;&mdash;there is passion, strongly controlled by the will, but
+not extinct, neither dead nor sleeping, but watchful and silent;
+brows sternly sustaining a weight of care, after which a crown
+could be but light; a manly intellect, allied with female
+craft;&mdash;but nonsense! it will be said; no colours whatever
+could represent all this, and that, too, in little, for the picture
+was among Bone&rsquo;s enamels. <span class="pagenum"><a id=
+"page239" name="page239"></a>[pg 239]</span>Well, then, it
+suggested it all. Perhaps the finest Madonna ever painted would be
+no more than a meek, pious, pretty woman, and an innocent child, if
+we knew not whom it was meant for.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE HAUNTED HOUSE.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>By Mrs. Hemans</em>.)</h4>
+<div class="note">
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>I seem like one</p>
+<p>Who treads alone</p>
+<p class="i2">Some banquet-hall deserted,</p>
+<p>Whose lights are fled,</p>
+<p>Whose garlands dead,</p>
+<p class="i2">And all but he, departed.</p>
+</div>
+<p>MOORE.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Seest thou yon grey gleaming hall,</p>
+<p>Where the deep elm shadows fall?</p>
+<p>Voices that have left the earth</p>
+<p class="i2">Long ago,</p>
+<p>Still are murmuring round its hearth,</p>
+<p class="i4">Soft and low:</p>
+<p>Ever there:&mdash;yet one alone</p>
+<p>Hath the gift to hear their tone.</p>
+<p>Guests come thither, and depart,</p>
+<p>Free of step, and light of heart;</p>
+<p>Children, with sweet visions bless&rsquo;d,</p>
+<p>In the haunted chambers rest;</p>
+<p>One alone unslumbering lies</p>
+<p>When the night hath seal&rsquo;d all eyes,</p>
+<p>One quick heart and watchful ear,</p>
+<p>Listening for those whispers clear.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Seest thou where the woodbine-flowers</p>
+<p>O&rsquo;er yon low porch hang in showers?</p>
+<p>Startling faces of the dead,</p>
+<p class="i2">Pale, yet sweet,</p>
+<p>One lone woman&rsquo;s entering tread</p>
+<p class="i4">There still meet!</p>
+<p>Some with young smooth foreheads fair,</p>
+<p>Faintly shining through bright hair;</p>
+<p>Some with reverend locks of snow&mdash;</p>
+<p>All, all buried long ago!</p>
+<p>All, from under deep sea-waves,</p>
+<p>Or the flowers of foreign graves,</p>
+<p>Or the old and banner&rsquo;d aisle,</p>
+<p>Where their high tombs gleam the while,</p>
+<p>Rising, wandering, floating by,</p>
+<p>Suddenly and silently,</p>
+<p>Through their earthly home and place,</p>
+<p>But amidst another race.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Wherefore, unto one alone,</p>
+<p>Are those sounds and visions known?</p>
+<p>Wherefore hath that spell of power</p>
+<p class="i2">Dark and dread,</p>
+<p>On <em>her</em> soul, a baleful dower,</p>
+<p class="i4">Thus been shed?</p>
+<p>Oh! in those deep-seeing eyes,</p>
+<p>No strange gift of mystery lies!</p>
+<p>She is lone where once she moved</p>
+<p>Fair, and happy, and beloved!</p>
+<p>Sunny smiles were glancing round her,</p>
+<p>Tendrils of kind hearts had bound her;</p>
+<p>Now those silver cords are broken,</p>
+<p>Those bright looks have left no token,</p>
+<p>Not one trace on all the earth,</p>
+<p>Save her memory of her mirth.</p>
+<p>She is lone and lingering now,</p>
+<p>Dreams have gather&rsquo;d o&rsquo;er her brow,</p>
+<p>Midst gay song and children&rsquo;s play,</p>
+<p>She is dwelling far away;</p>
+<p>Seeing what none else may see&mdash;</p>
+<p>Haunted still her place must be!</p>
+</div>
+<p><em>New Monthly Magazine</em>.</p>
+</div>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>THE GATHERER.</h2>
+<div class="note">
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.</p>
+</div>
+<p>SHAKSPEARE</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<h3>OCTOGENARIAN REMINISCENCES.</h3>
+<p>In 1760, a Mr. Cross was prompter at Drury Lane Theatre, and a
+Mr. Saunders the principal machinist. Saunders laboured under an
+idea that he was qualified for a turf-man, and, like most who are
+afflicted with that disorder, suffered severely. The animals he
+kept, instead of being safe running horses for him, generally made
+him a safe stalking-horse for others. Upon one occasion he came to
+the theatre in great ill-humour, having just received the account
+of a race which he had lost. Cross was busily engaged in writing,
+and cross at the interruption he met with from Saunders&rsquo;s
+repeated exclamations against his jockey; he at length looked up,
+and said impatiently, &ldquo;His fault&mdash;his fault&mdash;how
+was it his fault?&rdquo; &ldquo;Why,&rdquo; said Saunders,
+&ldquo;the d&mdash;d rascal ran my horse against a wagon.&rdquo;
+&ldquo;Umph!&rdquo; replied Cross, &ldquo;I never knew a horse of
+yours that was fit to <em>run against any thing
+else</em>!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>A musician of the name of Goodall, who belonged to the orchestra
+of the Theatre Royal, Richmond, in 1767, was fonder of his, or any
+other man&rsquo;s, bottle than his own bassoon. The natural
+consequence was, that he frequently failed in his attendances at
+the theatre. Upon one occasion, after an absence of a week, he
+returned in the middle of the performances for the evening. A piece
+was being acted called the &ldquo;Intriguing Chambermaid,&rdquo; in
+which there is a character of an old gentleman called <em>Mr.
+Goodall</em>, who comes on as from a journey, followed by a servant
+carrying his portmanteau. To him there enters a lady, <em>Mrs.
+Highman</em>, whose first exclamation is, &ldquo;Bless my eyes,
+what do I see? <em>Mr. Goodall</em> returned?&rdquo; At that
+precise moment Old Goodall happened to put his head into the
+orchestra, and fancying himself addressed, called out, &ldquo;Lord
+bless you, ma&rsquo;am, I&rsquo;ve been here this half
+hour.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Old Storace (the father of the celebrated composer) had lost
+nearly all his teeth at rather an early period of his life. This,
+to one who was decidedly a <em>bon vivant</em>, was a great
+annoyance. A dentist of eminence undertook to supply the defect: he
+drew the few teeth which, remained, and fitted the patient with an
+entire new set, which acted by means of springs, and were removable
+at pleasure. The operation was so skilfully performed, and the
+resemblance so good, that Storace flattered himself that no one
+could discover the deception. Being one day in company with Foster
+(a performer in the Drury Lane orchestra, and one celebrated among
+his companions for quaintness and humour), he said, &ldquo;Now,
+Foster, I&rsquo;ll surprise you&mdash; <span class="pagenum"><a id=
+"page240" name="page240"></a>[pg 240]</span>I&rsquo;ll show you
+something you never could have guessed.&rdquo; So saying, he took
+out the ivory teeth, and exclaimed with an air of triumph,
+&ldquo;There, what do you think of that?&rdquo; &ldquo;Poh!
+nonsense! surprise me,&rdquo; replied Foster, &ldquo;I knew
+perfectly well they were false.&rdquo; &ldquo;How the devil could
+you know that?&rdquo; said Storace. &ldquo;Why,&rdquo; rejoined
+Foster, &ldquo;<em>I never knew anything true come out of your
+mouth!</em>&ldquo;&mdash;<em>Athen&aelig;um</em>.</p>
+<hr />
+<p>The King of Prussia, in his correspondence with Voltaire,
+relates the following anecdote of the Czar Peter, as illustrative
+of Russian despotism:&mdash;&ldquo;I knew Printz, the great marshal
+of the court of Prussia, who had been ambassador to the Czar Peter,
+in the reign of the late king. The commission with which he was
+charged proving very acceptable, the prince was desirous of giving
+him conspicuous marks of his satisfaction, and for this purpose a
+sumptuous banquet was prepared, and to which Printz was invited.
+They drank brandy, as is customary with the Russians, and they
+drank it to a brutal excess. The Czar, who wished to give a
+particular grace to the entertainment, sent for twenty of the
+Strelitz Guards, who were confined in the prisons of Petersburgh,
+and for every large bumper which they drank, this hideous monster
+struck-off the head of one of these wretches. As a particular mark
+of respect, this unnatural prince was desirous of procuring the
+ambassador the pleasure (as he called it) of trying his skill upon
+these miserable creatures. The Czar was disposed to be angry at his
+refusal, and could not help betraying signs of his
+displeasure.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>W.G.C.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>POSTHUMOUS HONOURS.</h3>
+<p>Poliarchus, the Athenian, according to &AElig;lian, when any of
+the dogs or cocks that he particularly loved, happened to die, was
+so foolish as to honour them with a public funeral, and buried them
+with great pomp, accompanied by his friends, whom he invited on the
+<em>solemn</em> occasion. Afterwards he caused monumental pillars
+to be erected, on which were engraven their epitaphs.<a id=
+"footnotetag4" name="footnotetag4"></a><a href=
+"#footnote4"><sup>4</sup></a></p>
+<p>JOHN ESLAH.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.</h3>
+<p>Ascham, in the Epistle prefixed to his &ldquo;Toxophilus,&rdquo;
+1571, observes that</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Manye Englishe writers usinge straunge wordes as Lattine,
+Frenche, and Italian, do make al thinges darke and harde.
+Ones,&rdquo; says he, &ldquo;I communed with a man which reasoned
+the Englishe tongue to be enriched and encreased thereby, sayinge,
+Who will not prayse that feast, where a man shall drincke at a
+dinner both wyne, ale, and beere? Truly (quoth I) they be al good
+every one taken by itself alone; but if you put malmesye and sack,
+redde wyne and white, ale and beere, and al in one pot, you shall
+make a drinke neither easye to be knowen, nor holsom for the
+bodye.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>A.V.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>ROYAL WISH.</h3>
+<p>When King James I. first saw the public library at Oxford, and
+perceived the little chains by which the books were fastened, he
+expressed his wish that if ever it should be his fate to be a
+prisoner, this library might be his prison, those books his fellow
+prisoners, and the chains his fetters.</p>
+<p>J.E.H.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>EPITAPH</h3>
+<p><em>On a Marine Officer, in the churchyard of Burwick-in-Elmet,
+Yorkshire.</em></p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Here lies, retired from busy scenes,</p>
+<p>A first lieutenant of Marines,</p>
+<p>Who lately lived in gay content,</p>
+<p>On board the brave ship Diligent.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Now stripp&rsquo;d of all his warlike show,</p>
+<p>And laid in box of elm below,</p>
+<p>Confin&rsquo;d in earth in narrow borders,</p>
+<p>He rises not till further orders.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<h3>ANNUAL OF SCIENCE.</h3>
+<p>This Day is published, price 5s.</p>
+<p>ARCANA of SCIENCE, and ANNUAL REGISTER of the USEFUL ARTS for
+1831.</p>
+<p>Comprising POPULAR INVENTIONS, IMPROVEMENTS, and DISCOVERIES
+Abridged from the Transactions of Public Societies and Scientific
+Journals of the past year. With several Engravings.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;One of the best and cheapest books of the
+day.&rdquo;&mdash;<em>Mag. Nat. Hist.</em></p>
+<p>&ldquo;An annual register of new inventions and improvements in
+a popular form like this, cannot fail to be
+useful.&rdquo;&mdash;<em>Lit. Gaz.</em></p>
+<p>Printed for JOHN LIMBIRD, 143. Strand;&mdash;of whom may be had
+the Volumes for the three preceding years.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<blockquote class="footnote"><a id="footnote1" name=
+"footnote1"></a> <b>Footnote 1</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag1">(return)</a>
+<p>This charming, accomplished poetess has addressed one of her
+most beautiful &ldquo;Elegiac Sonnets&rdquo; to this inspiring
+River. Her tender image of the &ldquo;infant Otway&rdquo; is,
+however, borrowed from a stanza in Collins&rsquo;s inimitable
+&ldquo;Ode to Pity:&rdquo;&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Wild Arun, too, has heard thy strains</p>
+<p>And echo &rsquo;midst my native plains</p>
+<p>Been sooth&rsquo;d by Pity&rsquo;s lute;</p>
+<p>There first the wren thy myrtles shed</p>
+<p>On gentlest Otway&rsquo;s <em>infant head</em>&mdash;</p>
+<p>To him thy cell was shown,&rdquo; &amp;c.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<a id="footnote2" name="footnote2"></a> <b>Footnote 2</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag2">(return)</a>
+<p>We have the pleasure of informing our esteemed correspondent,
+H.H. of Twickenham, that the very interesting memorial of GRAY, to
+which he alluded in his last letter, will illustrate an early
+number of the <em>Mirror</em>.</p>
+<a id="footnote3" name="footnote3"></a> <b>Footnote 3</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag3">(return)</a>
+<p>Raleigh, it will be recollected, became Spencer&rsquo;s patron,
+upon the death of Sir Philip Sidney, whom he celebrates under the
+title of &ldquo;The Shepherd of the Ocean.&rdquo; Raleigh also
+ensured Spencer the favour of Elizabeth, a pension of 50l. per
+annum, and the distinction of her laureate.&mdash;ED.</p>
+<a id="footnote4" name="footnote4"></a> <b>Footnote 4</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag4">(return)</a>
+<p>The late Duchess of York paid the latter honours to her little
+canine friends, at Oatlands.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<hr class="full" />
+<p><em>Printed and Published by J LIMBIRD, 143, Strand, (near
+Somerset House,) London; sold by ERNEST FLEISCHER, 626, New Market,
+Leipsic; G.G. BENNIS, 55, Rue Neuve, St. Augustin, Paris; and by
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and
+Instruction, by Various
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+Title: The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction
+       Vol. 17, No. 483., Saturday, April 2, 1831
+
+Author: Various
+
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MIRROR OF LITERATURE, NO. 483 ***
+
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+THE MIRROR OF LITERATURE, AMUSEMENT, AND INSTRUCTION.
+
+VOL. 17, No. 483.] SATURDAY, APRIL 2, 1831. [PRICE 2d.
+
+
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+[Illustration: GROTTO AT ASCOT PLACE.]
+
+
+Here is a picturesque contrivance of Art to embellish Nature. We have
+seen many such labours, but none with more satisfaction than the Grotto
+at Ascot Place.
+
+This estate is in the county of Surrey, five miles south-east from
+Windsor, on the side of Ascot Heath, near Winkfield. The residence was
+erected by Andrew Lindergreen, Esq.; at whose death it was sold to
+Daniel Agace, Esq., who has evinced considerable taste in the
+arrangement of the grounds. The house is of brick, with wings. On the
+adjoining lawn, a circular Corinthian temple produces a very pleasing
+effect. The gem of the estate is, however, the above Grotto, which is
+situate at the end of a canal running through the grounds. Upon this
+labour of leisure much expense and good taste have been bestowed. It
+consists of four rooms, but one only, for the refreshing pastime of tea
+drinking, appears to be completed. It is almost entirely covered with a
+white spar, intermixed with curious and unique specimens of polished
+pebbles and petrifactions. The ceiling is ornamented with pendants of
+the same material; and the whole, when under the influence of a
+strong sun, has an almost magical effect. These and other decorations of
+the same grounds were executed by a person named Turnbull, who was
+employed here for several years by Mr. Agace. Our View is copied from
+one of a series of engravings by Mr. Hakewill, the ingenious architect;
+these illustrations being supplementary to that gentleman's quarto
+_History of Windsor_.
+
+We request the reader to enjoy with us the delightful repose--the cool
+and calm retreat--of the Engraving. Be he never so indifferent a lover
+of Nature, he must admire its picturesque beauty; or be he never so
+enthusiastic, he must regard with pleasure the ingenuity of the artist.
+To an amateur, the pursuit of decorating grounds is one of the most
+interesting and intellectual amusements of retirement. We have
+worshipped from dewy morn till dusky eve in rustic temples and "cool
+grots," and have sometimes aided in their construction. The roots,
+limbs, and trunks of trees, and straw or reeds, are all the materials
+required to build these hallowed and hallowing shrines. We call them
+hallowing, because they are either built, or directed to be built, in
+adoration of the beauties of Nature; who, in turn, mantles them with
+endless varieties of lichens and mosses. In the Rookery adjoining John
+Evelyn's "Wotton" were many such temples dedicated to sylvan deities:
+one of them, to Pan, consists of a pediment supported by four rough
+trunks of trees, the walls being of moss and laths, and enclosed with
+tortuous limbs. Beneath the pediment is the following apposite line from
+Virgil:
+
+  Pan curat oves oviumque magistros.
+  Pan, guardian of the sheep and shepherds too.
+
+Yet the building is not merely ornamental, for the back serves as a
+cow-house!
+
+Pope's love of grotto-building has made it a poetical amusement. Who
+does not remember his grotto at Twickenham--
+
+          The EGERIAN GROT,
+  Where, nobly pensive, ST. JOHN sat and thought;
+  Where British sighs from dying _Wyndham_ stole,
+  And the bright flame was shot through Marchmont's soul.
+  Let such, such only, tread this sacred floor,
+  Who dare to love their COUNTRY, and be poor.
+
+--The Grotto, has, however, crumbled to the dilapidations of time, and
+the pious thefts of visiters; but, proud are we to reflect that the
+poetry of the great genius who dictated its erection--LIVES; and his
+fame is untarnished by the canting reproach of the critics of our time.
+True it is that the best, or ripest fruit, is always most pecked at.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+FAIRY SONG.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+  Slowly o'er the mountain's brow
+    Rosy light is dawning;
+  See! the stars are fading now
+    In the beam of morning.
+  Yonder soft approaching ray
+  Bids us, Fairies, haste away.
+
+  Fairy guardians, watching o'er
+    Flowers of tender blossom,
+  Chilling damps descend no more,
+    And the flow'ret's bosom,
+  Opening to th' approaching day,
+  Bids ye, Fairies, haste away.
+
+  Hark! the lonely bird of night
+    Stays its notes of sadness;
+  Early birds, that hail the light,
+    Soon shall wake to gladness.
+  Philomel's concluding lay
+  Bids us follow night away.
+
+  Ye that guard the infant's rest,
+    Or watch the maiden's pillow;--
+  Demons seek their home unblest
+    'Neath Ocean's deepest billow:
+  Harmless now the dreams that play
+  O'er slumbering eyes, then haste away.
+
+  Farewell lovely scenes, that here
+    Wait the day god's shining;
+  We must follow Dian's sphere
+    O'er the hills declining.
+  Brighter comes the beam of day--
+  Haste ye, Fairies, haste away.
+
+G.J.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+DREAMS PRODUCED BY WHISPERING IN THE SLEEPER'S EAR.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+    Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes;
+    When monarch Reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
+
+  DRYDEN.
+
+
+Dr. Abercrombie, in his work on the Intellectual Powers, has recorded
+several instances of remarkable dreams.--Among them is the following
+extraordinary instance of the power which may be exercised over some
+persons while asleep, of creating dreams by whispering in their ears. An
+officer in the expedition to Lanisburg, in 1758, had this peculiarity in
+so remarkable a degree, that his companions in the transport were in the
+constant habit of amusing themselves at his expense. It had more effect
+when the voice was that of a friend familiar to him. At one time they
+conducted him through the whole progress of a quarrel, which ended in a
+duel, and when the parties were supposed to be met, a pistol was put
+into his hand, which he fired, and was awakened by the report. On
+another occasion they found him asleep on the top of a locker, or
+bunker, in the cabin, when they made him believe he had fallen
+overboard, and exhorted him to save himself by swimming. They then told
+him a shark was pursuing him, and entreated him to dive for his life;
+this he instantly did, but with such force as to throw himself from the
+locker to the cabin floor, by which he was much bruised, and awakened of
+course. After the landing of the army at Lanisburg, his companions found
+him one day asleep in the tent, and evidently much annoyed by the
+cannonading. They then made him believe he was engaged, when he
+expressed great fear, and an evident disposition to run away. Against
+this they remonstrated, but at the same time increased his fears by
+imitating the groans of the wounded and the dying; and when he asked, as
+he sometimes did, who were down, they named his particular friends. At
+last they told him that the man next him in the line had fallen, when he
+instantly sprang from his bed, rushed out of the tent, and was roused
+from his danger and his dream together, by falling over the tent ropes.
+
+By the by, all this is quite contrary to Dryden's theory, who says--
+
+  "As one who in a frightful dream would shun
+  His pressing foe, _labours in vain_ to run;
+  And his own slowness in his sleep bemoans,
+  With thick short sighs, weak cries, and tender groans."
+
+And again, in his Virgil--
+
+  "When heavy sleep has closed the sight,
+  And sickly fancy labours in the night,
+  We seem to run, and, destitute of force,
+  Our sinking limbs forsake us in the course;
+  In vain we heave for breath--_in vain we cry_--
+  _The nerves unbraced, their usual strength deny,
+  And on the tongue the flattering accents die_."
+
+Now this man seems to have had the use not only of his limbs, but of his
+faculty of speech, while dreaming; and it was not till after he awoke
+that he felt the oppression Dryden describes; for it is stated, that
+when he awoke he had no distinct recollection of his dream, but only a
+confused feeling of oppression and fatigue, and used to tell his
+companions that he was sure they had been playing some trick upon him.
+
+W.A.R.
+
+P.S. This is a sleepy article; and I would warn its reader to endeavour
+not to fall asleep over it, and thus endanger his falling over his
+chair; and lest some familiar friend or _chere amie_ should, finding
+his instructions in his hand, take the opportunity of making the
+experiment, and may be create a little jealous quarrel or so.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+SONNET TO THE RIVER ARUN.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+  Pure Stream! whose waters gently glide along,
+  In murmuring cadence to the Poet's ear,
+  Who, stretch'd at ease your flowery banks among,
+  Views with delight your glassy surface clear,
+  Roll pleasing on through Otways sainted wood;
+  Where "musing Pity" still delights to mourn,
+  And kiss the spot where oft her votary stood,
+  Or hang fresh cypress o'er his weeping urn;--
+  Here, too, retir'd from Folly's scenes afar,
+  His powerful shell first studious Collins strung;
+  Whilst Fancy, seated in her rainbow car,
+  Round him her flowers Parnassian wildly flung.
+  Stream of the Bards! oft Hayley linger'd here;
+  And Charlotte Smith[1] hath grac'd thy current with a tear.
+
+_The Author of "A Tradesman's Lays." No. 85, Leather Lane._
+
+
+    [1] This charming, accomplished poetess has addressed one of her
+        most beautiful "Elegiac Sonnets" to this inspiring River.
+        Her tender image of the "infant Otway" is, however, borrowed
+        from a stanza in Collins's inimitable "Ode to Pity:"--
+
+          "Wild Arun, too, has heard thy strains
+          And echo 'midst my native plains
+          Been sooth'd by Pity's lute;
+          There first the wren thy myrtles shed
+          On gentlest Otway's _infant head_--
+          To him thy cell was shown," &c.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+RETROSPECTIVE GLEANINGS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANCIENT BLACK BOOKS, &c.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+The Black Book of the Exchequer is said to have been composed in the
+year 1175, by Gervase of Tilbury, nephew of King Henry the Second. It
+contains a description of the court of England, as it then stood, its
+officers, their ranks, privileges, wages, perquisites, powers, and
+jurisdictions; and the revenues of the crown, both in money, grain, and
+cattle. Here we find, that for one shilling, as much bread might be
+bought as would serve a hundred men a whole day; and the price for a fat
+bullock was only twelve shillings, and a sheep four, &c. At the end of
+this book are the Annals of William of Worcester, which contain notes on
+the affairs of his own times.
+
+The Black Book of the English Monasteries was a detail of the scandalous
+enormities practised in religious houses: compiled by order of the
+visiters, under King Henry the Eighth, to blacken them, and thus hasten
+their dissolution.
+
+Books which relate to necromancy are called Black Books.
+
+Black-rent, or Black-mail, was a certain rate of money, corn, cattle, or
+other consideration, paid (says Cowell) to men allied with robbers, to
+be by them protected from the danger of such as usually rob or steal.
+
+  P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANCIENT STATE OF PANCRAS.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+Brewer, in his "London and Middlesex," says--"When a visitation of the
+church of Pancras was made, in the year 1251, there were only forty
+houses in the parish." The desolate situation of the village, in the
+latter part of the 16th century, is emphatically described by Norden, in
+his "Speculum Britanniæ." After noticing the solitary condition of the
+church, he says--"Yet about the structure have bin manie buildings, now
+decaied, leaving poore Pancrast without companie or comfort." In some
+manuscript additions to his work, the same writer has the following
+observations:--"Although this place be, as it were, forsaken of all, and
+true men seldom frequent the same, but upon deveyne occasions, yet it is
+visayed by thieves, who assemble not there to pray, but to waite for
+prayer; and many fall into their handes, clothed, that are glad when
+they are escaped naked. Walk not there too late."
+
+Pancras is said to have been a parish before the Conquest, and is
+mentioned in Domesday Book. It derived its name from the saint to whom
+the church is dedicated--a youthful Phrygian nobleman, who suffered
+death under the Emperor Dioclesian, for his adherence to the Christian
+faith.
+
+P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+SALT AMONG THE ANCIENT GREEKS.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+Potter, in his "Antiquities of Greece," says--"Salt was commonly set
+before strangers, before they tasted the victuals provided for them;
+whereby was intimated, that as salt does consist of aqueous and terrene
+particles, mixed and united together, or as it is a concrete of several
+aqueous parts, so the stranger and the person by whom he was entertained
+should, from the time of their tasting salt together, maintain a
+constant union of love and friendship."
+
+Others tell us, that salt being apt to preserve flesh from corruption,
+signified, that the friendship which was then begun should be firm and
+lasting; and some, to mention no more different opinions concerning this
+matter, think, that a regard was had to the purifying quality of salt,
+which was commonly used in lustrations, and that it intimated that
+friendship ought to be free from all design and artifice, jealousy and
+suspicion.
+
+It may be, the ground of this custom was only this, that salt was
+constantly used at all entertainments, both of the gods and men, whence
+a particular sanctity was believed to be lodged in it: it is hence
+called divine salt by Homer, and holy salt by others; and by placing of
+salt on the table, a sort of blessing was thought to be conveyed to
+them. To have eaten at the same table was esteemed an inviolable
+obligation to friendship; and to transgress the salt at the table--that
+is, to break the laws of hospitality, and to injure one by whom any
+person had been entertained--was accounted one of the blackest crimes:
+hence that exaggerating interrogation of Demosthenes, "Where is the
+salt? where the hospital tables?" for in despite of these, he had been
+the author of these troubles. And the crime of Paris in stealing Helena
+is aggravated by Cassandra, upon this consideration, that he had
+contemned the salt, and overturned the hospital table.
+
+P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE NOVELIST.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE GAMESTER'S DAUGHTER.
+
+_From the Confessions of an Ambitious Student._
+
+
+A fit, one bright spring morning, came over me--a fit of poetry. From
+that time the disorder increased, for I indulged it; and though such of
+my performances as have been seen by friendly eyes have been looked upon
+as mediocre enough, I still believe, that if ever I could win a lasting
+reputation, it would be through that channel. Love usually accompanies
+poetry, and, in my case, there was no exception to the rule.
+
+"There was a slender, but pleasant brook, about two miles from our
+house, to which one or two of us were accustomed, in the summer days, to
+repair to bathe and saunter away our leisure hours. To this favourite
+spot I one day went alone, and crossing a field which led to the brook,
+I encountered two ladies, with one of whom, having met her at some house
+in the neighbourhood, I had a slight acquaintance. We stopped to speak
+to each other, and I saw the face of her companion. Alas! were I to live
+ten thousand lives, there would never be a moment in which I could be
+alone--nor sleeping, and that face not with me!
+
+"My acquaintance introduced us to each other. I walked home with them to
+the house of Miss D----(so was the strange, who was also the younger
+lady named.) The next day I called upon her; the acquaintance thus
+commenced did not droop; and, notwithstanding our youth--for Lucy D----
+was only seventeen, and I nearly a year younger--we soon loved, and with
+a love, which, full of poesy and dreaming, as from our age it
+necessarily must have been, was not less durable, nor less heart-felt,
+than if it had arisen from the deeper and more earthly sources in which
+later life only hoards its affections.
+
+"Oh, God! how little did I think of what our young folly entailed upon
+us! We delivered ourselves up to the dictates of our hearts, and forgot
+that there was a future. Neither of us had any ulterior design; we did
+not think--poor children that we were--of marriage, and settlements, and
+consent of relations. We touched each other's hands, and were happy; we
+read poetry together--and when we lifted up our eyes from the page,
+those eyes met, and we did not know why our hearts beat so violently;
+and at length, when we spake of love, and when we called each other Lucy
+and ----; when we described all that we had thought in absence--and all
+we had felt when present--when we sat with our hands locked each in
+each--and at last, growing bolder, when in the still and quiet
+loneliness of a summer twilight we exchanged our first kiss, we did not
+dream that the world forbade what seemed to us so natural; nor--feeling
+in our own hearts the impossibility of change--did we ever ask whether
+this sweet and mystic state of existence was to last for ever!
+
+"Lucy was an only child; her father was a man of wretched character. A
+profligate, a gambler--ruined alike in fortune, hope, and reputation, he
+was yet her only guardian and protector. The village in which we both
+resided was near London; there Mr. D---- had a small cottage, where he
+left his daughter and his slender establishment for days, and
+sometimes for weeks together, while he was engaged in equivocal
+speculations--giving no address, and engaged in no professional mode of
+life. Lucy's mother had died long since, of a broken heart--(that fate,
+too, was afterwards her daughter's)--so that this poor girl was
+literally without a monitor or a friend, save her own innocence--and,
+alas! innocence is but a poor substitute for experience. The lady with
+whom I had met her had known her mother, and she felt compassion for the
+child. She saw her constantly, and sometimes took her to her own house,
+whenever she was in the neighbourhood; but that was not often, and only
+for a few days at a time. Her excepted, Lucy had no female friend.
+
+"One evening we were to meet at a sequestered and lonely part of the
+brook's course, a spot which was our usual rendezvous. I waited
+considerably beyond the time appointed, and was just going sorrowfully
+away when she appeared. As she approached, I saw that she was in
+tears--and she could not for several moments speak for weeping. At
+length I learned that her father had just returned home, after a long
+absence--that he had announced his intention of immediately quitting
+their present home and going to a distant part of the country,
+or--perhaps even abroad.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+"It is an odd thing in the history of the human heart, that the times
+most sad to experience are often the most grateful to recall; and of all
+the passages in our brief and checkered love, none have I clung to so
+fondly or cherished so tenderly, as the remembrance of that desolate and
+tearful hour. We walked slowly home, speaking very little, and lingering
+on the way--and my arm was round her waist all the time. There was a
+little stile at the entrance of the garden round Lucy's home, and
+sheltered as it was by trees and bushes, it was there, whenever we met,
+we took our last adieu--and there that evening we stopped, and lingered
+over our parting words and our parting kiss--and at length, when I tore
+myself away, I looked back and saw her in the sad and grey light of the
+evening still there, still watching, still weeping! What, what hours of
+anguish and gnawing of heart must one, who loved so kindly and so
+entirely as she did, have afterwards endured.
+
+"As I lay awake that night, a project, natural enough, darted across me.
+I would seek Lucy's father, communicate our attachment, and sue for his
+approbation. We might, indeed, be too young for marriage--but we could
+wait, and love each other in the meanwhile. I lost no time in following
+up this resolution. The next day, before noon, I was at the door of
+Lucy's cottage--I was in the little chamber that faced the garden, alone
+with her father.
+
+"A boy forms strange notions of a man who is considered a scoundrel. I
+was prepared to see one of fierce and sullen appearance, and to meet
+with a rude and coarse reception. I found in Mr. D---- a person who
+early accustomed--(for he was of high birth)--to polished society, still
+preserved, in his manner and appearance, its best characteristics. His
+voice was soft and bland; his face, though haggard and worn, retained
+the traces of early beauty; and a courteous and attentive ease of
+deportment had been probably improved by the habits of deceiving others,
+rather than impaired. I told our story to this man, frankly and fully.
+When I had done, he rose; he took me by the hand; he expressed some
+regret, yet some satisfaction, at what he had heard. He was sensible how
+much peculiar circumstances had obliged him to leave his daughter
+unprotected; he was sensible, also, that from my birth and future
+fortunes, my affection did honour to the object of my choice. Nothing
+would have made him so happy, so proud, had I been older--had I been my
+own master. But I and he, alas! must be aware that my friends and
+guardians would never consent to my forming any engagement at so
+premature an age, and they and the world would impute the blame to him;
+for calumny (he added in a melancholy tone) had been busy with his name,
+and any story, however false or idle, would be believed of one who was
+out of the world's affections.
+
+"All this, and much more, did he say; and I pitied him while he spoke.
+Our conference then ended in nothing fixed;--but--he asked me to dine
+with him the next day. In a word, while he forbade me at present to
+recur to the subject, he allowed me to see his daughter as often as I
+pleased: this lasted for about ten days. At the end of that time, when I
+made my usual morning visit, I saw D---- alone; he appeared much
+agitated. He was about, he said, to be arrested. He was undone for
+ever--and his poor daughter!--he could say no more--his manly heart was
+overcome--and he hid his face with his hands. I attempted to console
+him, and inquired the sum necessary to relieve him. It was considerable;
+and on hearing it named, my power of consolation I deemed over at once.
+I was mistaken. But why dwell on so hacknied a topic as that of a
+sharper on the one hand, and a dupe on the other? I saw a gentleman of
+the tribe of Israel--I raised a sum of money, to be repaid when I came
+of age, and that sum was placed in D----'s hands. My intercourse with
+Lucy continued; but not long. This matter came to the ears of one who
+had succeeded my poor aunt, now no more, as my guardian. He saw D----,
+and threatened him with penalties, which the sharper did not dare to
+brave. My guardian was a man of the world; he said nothing to me on the
+subject, but he begged me to accompany him on a short tour through a
+neighbouring county. I took leave of Lucy only for a few days as I
+imagined. I accompanied my guardian--was a week absent--returned--and
+hastened to the cottage; it was shut up--an old woman opened the
+door--they were gone, father and daughter, none knew whither!
+
+"It was now that my guardian disclosed his share in this event, so
+terribly unexpected by me. He unfolded the arts of D----; he held up his
+character in its true light. I listened to him patiently, while he
+proceeded thus far; but when, encouraged by my silence, he attempted to
+insinuate that Lucy was implicated in her father's artifices--that she
+had lent herself to decoy, to the mutual advantage of sire and daughter,
+the inexperienced heir of considerable fortunes,--my rage and
+indignation exploded at once. High words ensued. I defied his
+authority--I laughed at his menaces--I openly declared my resolution of
+tracing Lucy to the end of the world, and marrying her the instant she
+was found. Whether or not that my guardian had penetrated sufficiently
+into my character to see that force was not the means by which I was to
+be guided, I cannot say; but he softened from his tone at
+last--apologized for his warmth--condescended to soothe and
+remonstrate--and our dispute ended in a compromise. I consented to leave
+Mr. S----, and to spend the next year, preparatory to my going to the
+university, with my guardian: he promised, on the other hand, that if,
+at the end of that year, I still wished to discover Lucy, he would throw
+no obstacles in the way of my search. I was ill-contented with this
+compact; but I was induced to it by my firm persuasion that Lucy would
+write to me, and that we should console each other, at least, by a
+knowledge of our mutual situation and our mutual constancy. In this
+persuasion, I insisted on remaining six weeks longer with S----, and
+gained my point; and that any letter Lucy might write, might not be
+exposed to any officious intervention from S----, or my guardian's
+satellites, I walked every day to meet the postman who was accustomed to
+bring our letters. None came from Lucy. Afterwards, I learned that
+D----, whom my guardian had wisely bought, as well as intimidated, had
+intercepted three letters which she had addressed to me, in her
+unsuspecting confidence--and that she only ceased to write when she
+ceased to believe in me.
+
+"I went to reside with my guardian. A man of a hospitable and liberal
+turn, his house was always full of guests, who were culled from the most
+agreeable circles in London. We lived in a perpetual round of amusement;
+and my uncle, who thought I should be rich enough to afford to be
+ignorant, was more anxious that I should divert my mind, than instruct
+it. Well, this year passed slowly and sadly away, despite of the gaiety
+around me; and, at the end of that time, I left my uncle to go to the
+university; but I first lingered in London to make inquiries after
+D----. I could learn no certain tidings of him, but heard that the most
+probable place to find him was a certain gaming-house in K---- Street.
+Thither I repaired forthwith. It was a haunt of no delicate and
+luxurious order of vice; the chain attached to the threshold indicated
+suspicion of the spies of justice; and a grim and sullen face peered
+jealously upon me before I was suffered to ascend the filthy and noisome
+staircase. But my search was destined to a brief end. At the head of the
+_Rouge et Noir_ table, facing my eyes the moment I entered the evil
+chamber, was the marked and working countenance of D----.
+
+"He did not look up--no, not once, all the time he played; he won
+largely--rose with a flushed face and trembling hand--descended the
+stairs--stopped in a room below, where a table was spread with meats and
+wine--took a large tumbler of Madeira, and left the house. I had waited
+patiently--I had followed him with a noiseless step--I now drew my
+breath hard, clenched my hands, as if to nerve myself for a contest--and
+as he paused a moment under one of the lamps, seemingly in doubt whither
+to go--I laid my hand on his shoulder, and uttered his name. His eyes
+wandered with a leaden and dull gaze over my face before he remembered
+me. _Then_ he recovered his usual bland smile and soft tone. He
+grasped my unwilling hand, and inquired with the tenderness of a parent
+after my health. I did not heed his words. 'Your daughter,' said I,
+convulsively.
+
+"'Ah! you were old friends,' quoth he, smiling; 'you have recovered that
+folly, I hope. Poor thing! she will be happy to see an old friend. You
+know of course--
+
+"'What?' for he hesitated.
+
+"'That Lucy is married!'
+
+"'Married!' and as that word left my lips, it seemed as if my very life,
+my very soul, had gushed forth also in the sound. When--oh! when, in the
+night-watch and the daily yearning, when, whatever might have been my
+grief or wretchedness, or despondency, when had I dreamt, when imaged
+forth even the outline of a doom like this? Married! my Lucy, my fond,
+my constant, my pure-hearted, and tender Lucy! Suddenly, all the chilled
+and revolted energies of my passions seemed to re-act, and rush back
+upon me. I seized that smiling and hollow wretch with a fierce grasp.
+'You have done this--you have broken her heart--you have crushed mine! I
+curse you in her name and my own!--I curse you from the bottom and with
+all the venom of my soul!--Wretch! wretch! and he was as a reed in my
+hands.'
+
+"'Madman,' said he, as at last he extricated himself from my gripe, 'my
+daughter married with her free consent, and to one far better fitted to
+make her happy than you. Go, go--I forgive you--I also was once in love,
+and with _her_ mother!'
+
+"I did not answer--I let him depart.
+
+"It was a little while after this interview--but I mention it now, for
+there is no importance in the quarter from which I heard it--that I
+learned some few particulars of Lucy's marriage. There was, and still
+is, in the world's gossip, a strange story of a rich, foolish man, awed
+as well as gulled by a sharper, and of a girl torn to a church with a
+violence so evident that the priest refused the ceremony. But the rite
+was afterwards solemnized by special license, in private, and at night.
+The pith of that story has truth, and Lucy was at once the heroine and
+victim of the romance. Now, then, I turn to somewhat a different strain
+in my narrative.
+
+"You, A----, who know so well the habits of a university _life_,
+need not be told how singularly monotonous and contemplative it may be
+made to a lonely man. The first year I was there, I mixed, as you may
+remember, in none of the many circles into which that curious and motley
+society is split. My only recreation was in long and companionless
+rides; and in the flat and dreary country around our university, the
+cheerless aspect of nature fed the idle melancholy at my heart. In the
+second year of my college life, I roused myself a little from my
+seclusion, and rather by accident than design--you will remember that my
+acquaintance was formed among the men considered most able and promising
+of our time. In the summer of that year, I resolved to make a bold
+effort to harden my mind and conquer its fastidious reserve; and I set
+out to travel over the North of England, and the greater part of
+Scotland, in the humble character of a pedestrian tourist. Nothing ever
+did my character more solid good than that experiment. I was thrown
+among a thousand varieties of character; I was continually forced into
+bustle and action, and into _providing for myself_--that great and
+indelible lesson towards permanent independence of character.
+
+"One evening, in an obscure part of Cumberland, I was seeking a short
+cut to a neighbouring village through a gentleman's grounds, in which
+there was a public path. Just within sight of the house (which was an
+old, desolate building, in the architecture of James the First, with
+gable-ends and dingy walls, and deep-sunk, gloomy windows,) I perceived
+two ladies at a little distance before me; one seemed in weak and
+delicate health, for she walked slowly and with pain, and stopped often
+as she leaned on her companion. I lingered behind, in order not to pass
+them abruptly; presently, they turned away towards the house, and I saw
+them no more. Yet that frail and bending form, as I too soon afterwards
+learned--that form, which I did not recognise--which, by a sort of
+fatality, I saw only in a glimpse, and yet for the last time on
+earth,--that form--was the wreck of Lucy D----!
+
+"Unconscious of this event in my destiny, I left that neighbourhood, and
+settled for some weeks on the borders of the Lake Keswick. There, one
+evening, a letter, re-directed to me from London, reached me. The
+hand-writing was that of Lucy; but the trembling and slurred characters,
+so different from that graceful ease which was wont to characterize all
+she did, filled me, even at the first glance, with alarm. This is the
+letter--read it--you will know, then, what I have lost:--
+
+"'I write to you, my dear, my unforgotten ----, the last letter this
+hand will ever trace. Till now, it would have been a crime to write to
+you; perhaps it is so still--but dying as I am, and divorced from all
+earthly thoughts and remembrances, save yours, I feel that I cannot
+quite collect my mind for the last hour until I have given you the
+blessing of one whom you loved once; and when that blessing is given, I
+think I can turn away from your image, and sever willingly the last tie
+that binds me to earth. I will not afflict you by saying what I have
+suffered since we parted--with what anguish I thought of what _you_
+would feel when you found me gone--and with what cruel, what fearful
+violence, I was forced into becoming the wretch I now am. I was hurried,
+I was driven, into a dreadful and bitter duty--but I thank God that I
+have fulfilled it. What, what have I done, to have been made so
+miserable throughout life as I have been! I ask my heart, and tax my
+conscience--and every night I think over the sins of the day; they do
+not seem to me heavy, yet my penance has been very great. For the last
+two years, I do sincerely think that there has not been one day which I
+have not marked with tears. But enough of this, and of myself. You,
+dear, dear L----, let me turn to you! Something at my heart tells me
+that you have not forgotten that once we were the world to each other,
+and even through the changes and the glories of a man's life, I think
+you will not forget it. True, L----, that I was a poor and friendless,
+and not too-well educated girl, and altogether unworthy of your destiny;
+but you did not think so then--and when you have lost me, it is a sad,
+but it is a real comfort, to feel that that thought will never occur to
+you. Your memory will invest me with a thousand attractions and graces I
+did not possess, and all that you recall of me will be linked with the
+freshest and happiest thoughts of that period of life in which you first
+beheld me. And this thought, dearest L----, sweetens death to me--and
+sometimes it comforts me for what has been. Had our lot been
+otherwise--had we been united, and had you survived your love for me
+(and what more probable!) my lot would have been darker even than it has
+been. I know not how it is--perhaps from my approaching death--but I
+seem to have grown old, and to have obtained the right to be your
+monitor and warner. Forgive me, then, if I implore you to think
+earnestly and deeply of the great ends of life; think of them as one
+might think who is anxious to gain a distant home, and who will not be
+diverted from his way. Oh! could you know how solemn and thrilling a joy
+comes over me as I nurse the belief, the certainty, that we shall meet
+at length, and for ever! Will not that hope also animate you, and guide
+you unerring through the danger and the evil of this entangled life?
+
+"May God bless you, and watch over you--may He comfort and cheer, and
+elevate your heart to him! Before you receive this, _I_ shall be no
+more--and my love, my care for you will, I trust and feel, have become
+eternal.--Farewell:
+
+'L.M.'
+
+"The letter," continued L----, struggling with his emotions, "was dated
+from that village through which I had so lately passed; thither I
+repaired that very night--Lucy had been buried the day before! I stood
+upon a green mound, and a few, few feet below, separated from me by a
+scanty portion of earth, mouldered that heart which had loved me so
+faithfully and so well!"
+
+_New Monthly Magazine._
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+A Jew said to the venerable Ali, in argument on the truth of their
+religion, "You had not even deposited your prophet's body in the earth,
+when you quarrelled among yourselves." Ali replied, "Our divisions
+proceeded from the loss of him, not concerning our faith; but your feet
+were not yet dry from the mud of the Red Sea, when you cried unto Moses,
+saying, 'Make us gods like unto those of the idolaters, that we may
+worship them.'" The Jew was confounded.
+
+W.G.C.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+[Illustration: KILCOLMAN CASTLE, THE RESIDENCE OF THE POET SPENCER.]
+
+
+Few of the original houses of Genius[2] will excite more interest than
+the above relic of SPENCER. It is copied from a lithographic drawing in
+Mr. T. Crofton Croker's "Researches in the South of Ireland," where it
+is so well described, that we can spare but few lines in our abridgement
+of the passage:--
+
+Kilcolman Castle is distant three English miles from Doneraile, and is
+seated in as unpicturesque a spot as at present could have been
+selected. Many of the delightful and visionary anticipations I had
+indulged, from the pleasure of visiting the place where the Fairy Queen
+had been composed, were at an end on beholding the monotonous reality of
+the country. Corn fields, divided from pasturage by numerous
+intersecting hedges, constituted almost the only variety of feature for
+a considerable extent around; and the mountains bounding the prospect
+partook even in a greater degree of the same want of variety in their
+forms. The ruin itself stands on a little rocky eminence. Spreading
+before it lies a tract of flat and swampy ground, through which, we were
+informed, the "River Bregog hight" had its course; and though in winter,
+when swollen by mountain torrents, a deep and rapid stream, its channel
+at present was completely dried up.
+
+    [2] We have the pleasure of informing our esteemed
+        correspondent, H.H. of Twickenham, that the very interesting
+        memorial of GRAY, to which he alluded in his last letter,
+        will illustrate an early number of the _Mirror_.
+
+  "Sometimes, misguided by the tuneful throng,
+  I look for streams immortalized in song,
+  That lost in silence and oblivion lie;
+  Dumb are their fountains, and their channels dry."
+
+Judging from what remains, the original form of Kilcolman was an oblong
+square, flanked by a tower at the south-east corner. The apartment in
+the basement story has still its stone arched roof entire, and is used
+as a shelter for cattle; the narrow, screw-like stairs of the tower are
+nearly perfect, and lead to an extremely small chamber, which we found
+in a state of complete desolation.
+
+Kilcolman was granted by Queen Elizabeth, on the 27th June, 1586, to
+Spencer (who went into Ireland as secretary to Lord Grey), with 3,028
+acres of land, at the rent of 17l. 3s. 6d.; on the same conditions with
+the other undertakers (as they were termed) between whom the forfeited
+Desmond estate was divided. These conditions implied a residence on the
+ground, and their chief object seems to have been the peopling Munster
+with English families: a favourite project of Elizabeth's for
+strengthening the English influence in Ireland, by creating the tie of
+consanguinity between the two countries.
+
+It is supposed that this castle was the principal residence of Spencer
+for about ten years, during which time he composed the works that have
+chiefly contributed to his fame. But the turbulent and indignant spirit
+of the Irish regarded not the haunts of the muse as sacred, and wrapped
+the poet's dwelling in flames. An infant child of Spencer's, together
+with his most valuable property, were consumed, and he returned into
+England;--where, dejected, and broken-hearted, he died soon after, at an
+inn in King-street, Westminster.
+
+"It does not appear what became of Spencer's wife and children. Two sons
+are said to have survived him, Sylvanus and Peregrine; Sylvanus married
+Ellen Nangle or Nagle, eldest daughter of David Nangle of Moneanymy, in
+the county of Cork, by whom he had two sons, Edmund and William Spencer.
+His other son, Peregrine, also married, and had a son Hugolin, who,
+after the restoration of Charles II. was replaced by the Court of Claims
+in as much of the lands as could be found to have been his ancestor's.
+Hugolin attached himself to the cause of James II. and after the
+revolution, was outlawed for treason and rebellion. Some time after his
+cousin William, son of Sylvanus, became a suitor for the forfeited
+property, and recovered it by the interest of Mr. Montague, afterwards
+Earl of Halifax, who was then at the head of the treasury. He had been
+introduced to Mr. Montague by Congreve, who with others was desirous of
+honouring the descendant of so great a poet. Dr. Birch describes him as
+a man somewhat advanced in years, but unable to give any account of the
+works of his ancestor which are wanting. The family has been since very
+imperfectly traced."--_Chalmers's Biog. Dic._
+
+The visits of Sir Walter Raleigh to Spencer at Kilcolman increase the
+interest attached to the place, and are not in the slightest degree
+questionable.[3] To the advice of Raleigh the publication of the first
+books of the Fairy Queen has been ascribed; and the existence of a
+poetical intercourse between such minds, and in such distracting scenes,
+is a delightful recollection that almost warms the heart into romance.
+
+    [3] Raleigh, it will be recollected, became Spencer's patron,
+        upon the death of Sir Philip Sidney, whom he celebrates
+        under the title of "The Shepherd of the Ocean." Raleigh also
+        ensured Spencer the favour of Elizabeth, a pension of 50l.
+        per annum, and the distinction of her laureate.--ED.
+
+Amongst the literary pilgrims whose veneration for Spencer has
+prompted them to examine Kilcolman was the celebrated Edmund Burke;
+nor should the imprudent and enthusiastic Trotter be forgotten; the
+account given by him of his visits, in 1817, are very pleasing,
+though highly tinged with that fanaticism to which he ultimately
+became a victim.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE SELECTOR; AND LITERARY NOTICES OF NEW WORKS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+CROTCHET CASTLE.
+
+
+The author of _Headlong Hall_ has, under the above title,
+produced as lively a little volume of humour and pleasantry as it
+has lately been our good fortune to meet with. Every page, nay,
+every line is a satire upon the extravagance and precocity of what
+Vivian Grey calls our "artificial state;" and all the weak sides of
+our age are mercilessly dealt with by the _coterie_ at Crotchet
+Castle. The book is altogether _Shandean_, and the satire
+_shandied_ to and fro with great vivacity. We need not tell the
+reader what period or event of the last seven years is pointed to in
+the following extract. Mr. Touchandgo, it appears, was a great
+banker, who was "suddenly reported absent one foggy morning, with
+the contents of his till;" his daughter was to have been married to
+Mr. Crotchet but for this untoward event. Here are two of the
+father's letters from his new settlement, and a reply:--
+
+Dotandcarryonetown. State of Apodidraskiana, April 1, 18--.
+
+My dear Child,--I am anxious to learn what are your present position,
+intention, and prospects. The fairies who dropped gold in your shoe, on
+the morning when I ceased to be a respectable man in London, will soon
+find a talismanic channel for transmitting you a stocking full of
+dollars, which will fit the shoe, as well as the foot of Cinderella
+fitted her slipper. I am happy to say, I am again become a respectable
+man. It was always my ambition to be a respectable man, and I am a very
+respectable man here, in this new township of a new state, where I have
+purchased five thousand acres of land, at two dollars an acre, hard
+cash, and established a very flourishing bank. The notes of Touchandgo
+and Company, soft cash, are now the exclusive currency of all this
+vicinity. This is the land, in which all men flourish; but there are
+three classes of men who flourish especially, methodist preachers,
+slave-drivers, and paper-money manufacturers; and as one of the latter,
+I have just painted the word BANK, on a fine slab of maple, which was
+green and growing when I arrived, and have discounted for the settlers,
+in my own currency, sundry bills, which are to be paid when the proceeds
+of the crop they have just sown shall return from New Orleans; so that
+my notes are the representatives of vegetation that is to be, and I am
+accordingly a capitalist of the first magnitude. The people here know
+very well that I ran away from London; but the most of them have run
+away from some place or other; and they have a great respect for me,
+because they think I ran away with something worth taking, which few of
+them had the luck or the wit to do. This gives them confidence in my
+resources, at the same time that, as there is nothing portable in the
+settlement except my own notes, they have no fear that I shall run away
+with them. They know I am thoroughly conversant with the principles of
+banking; and as they have plenty of industry, no lack of sharpness, and
+abundance of land, they wanted nothing but capital to organize a
+flourishing settlement; and this capital I have manufactured to the
+extent required, at the expense of a small importation of pens, ink, and
+paper, and two or three inimitable copperplates. I have abundance here
+of all good things, a good conscience included; for I really cannot see
+that I have done any wrong. This was my position: I owed half a million
+of money; and I had a trifle in my pocket. It was clear that this trifle
+could never find its way to the right owner. The question was, whether I
+should keep it, and live like a gentleman; or hand it over to lawyers
+and commissioners of bankruptcy, and die like a dog on a dunghill. If I
+could have thought that the said lawyers, &c. had a better title to it
+than myself, I might have hesitated; but, as such title was not apparent
+to my satisfaction, I decided the question in my own favour; the right
+owners, as I have already said, being out of the question altogether. I
+have always taken scientific views of morals and politics, a habit from
+which I derive much comfort under existing circumstances.
+
+I hope you adhere to your music, though I cannot hope again to accompany
+your harp with my flute. My last _andante_ movement was too
+_forte_ for those whom it took by surprise. Let not your _allegro
+vivace_ be damped by young Crotchet's desertion, which, though I have
+not heard it, I take for granted. He is, like myself, a scientific
+politician, and has an eye as keen as a needle, to his own interest. He
+has had good luck so far, and is gorgeous in the spoils of many gulls;
+but I think the Polar Basin and Walrus Company will be too much for him
+yet. There has been a splendid outlay on credit, and he is the only man,
+of the original parties concerned, of whom his Majesty's sheriffs could
+give any account.
+
+I will not ask you to come here. There is no husband for you. The men
+smoke, drink, and fight, and break more of their own heads than of
+girls' hearts. Those among them who are musical sing nothing but psalms.
+They are excellent fellows in their way, but you would not like them.
+
+_Au reste_, here are no rents, no taxes, no poor-rates, no tithes,
+no church establishment, no routs, no clubs, no rotten boroughs, no
+operas, no concerts, no theatres, no beggars, no thieves, no kings, no
+lords, no ladies, and only one gentleman, videlicit your loving father,
+
+TIMOTHY TOUCHANDGO.
+
+P.S. I send you one of my notes; I can afford to part with it. If you
+are accused of receiving money from me, you may pay it over to my
+assignees. Robthetill continues to be my factotum; I say no more of him
+in this place; he will give you an account of himself.
+
+Dotandcarryonetown, &c.
+
+Dear Miss,--Mr. Touchandgo will have told you of our arrival here, of
+our setting up a bank, and so forth. We came here in a tilted wagon,
+which served us for parlour, kitchen, and all. We soon got up a
+log-house; and, unluckily, we as soon got it down again, for the first
+fire we made in it burned down house and all. However, our second
+experiment was more fortunate; and we are pretty well lodged in a house
+of three rooms on a floor--I should say the floor, for there is but one.
+
+This new state is free to hold slaves; all the new states have not this
+privilege. Mr. Touchandgo has bought some, and they are building him a
+villa. Mr. Touchandgo is in a thriving way, but he is not happy here: he
+longs for parties and concerts, and a seat in Congress. He thinks it
+very hard that he cannot buy one with his own coinage, as he used to do
+in England. Besides, he is afraid of the Regulators, who, if they do not
+like a man's character, wait upon him and flog him, doubling the dose at
+stated intervals, till he takes himself off. He does not like this
+system of administering justice: though I think he has nothing to fear
+from it. He has the character of having money, which is the best of all
+characters here, as at home. He lets his old English prejudices
+influence his opinions of his new neighbours; but I assure you they have
+many virtues. Though they do keep slaves, they are all ready to fight
+for their own liberty; and I should not like to be an enemy within reach
+of one of their rifles. When I say enemy, I include bailiff in the term.
+One was shot not long ago. There was a trial; the jury gave two dollars
+damages; the judge said they must find guilty or not guilty, but the
+counsel for the defendant (they would not call him prisoner) offered to
+fight the judge upon the point; and as this was said literally, not
+metaphorically, and the counsel was a stout fellow, the judge gave in.
+The two dollars damages were not paid after all; for the defendant
+challenged the foreman to box for double or quits, and the foreman was
+beaten. The folks in New York made a great outcry about it, but here it
+was considered all as it should be. So you see, Miss, justice, liberty,
+and every thing else of that kind, are different in different places,
+just as suits the convenience of those who have the sword in their own
+hands. Hoping to hear of your health and happiness, I remain,
+
+Dear Miss, your dutiful servant,
+
+RODERICK ROBTHETILL.
+
+Miss Touchandgo replied as follows, to the first of these letters:--
+
+My dear Father,--I am sure you have the best of hearts, and I have no
+doubt you have acted with the best intentions. My lover, or I should
+rather say, my fortune's lover, has indeed forsaken me. I cannot say I
+did not feel it; indeed, I cried very much; and the altered looks of
+people who used to be so delighted to see me, really annoyed me so, that
+I determined to change the scene altogether. I have come into Wales, and
+am boarding with a farmer and his wife. Their stock of English is very
+small; but I managed to agree with them; and they have four of the
+sweetest children I ever saw, to whom I teach all I know, and I manage
+to pick up some Welsh. I have puzzled out a little song, which I think
+very pretty; I have translated it into English, and I send it to you,
+with the original air. You shall play it on your flute at eight o'clock
+every Saturday evening, and I will play and sing it at the same time,
+and I will fancy that I hear my dear papa accompanying me.
+
+The people in London said very unkind things of you: they hurt me very
+much at the time; but now I am out of their way, I do not seem to think
+their opinion of much consequence. I am sure, when I recollect, at
+leisure, everything I have seen and heard among them, I cannot make out
+what they do that is so virtuous, as to set them up for judges of
+morals. And I am sure they never speak the truth about any thing, and
+there is no sincerity in either their love or their friendship. An old
+Welsh bard here, who wears a waistcoat embroidered with leeks, and is
+called the Green Bard of Cadair Idris, says the Scotch would be the best
+people in the world, if there was nobody but themselves to give them a
+character: and so I think would the Londoners. I hate the very thought
+of them, for I do believe they would have broken my heart, if I had not
+gone out of their way. Now I shall write you another letter very soon,
+and describe to you the country, and the people, and the children, and
+how I amuse myself, and every thing that I think you will like to hear
+about; and when I seal this letter, I shall drop a kiss on the cover.
+
+Your loving daughter,
+
+SUSANNAH TOUCHANDGO.
+
+P.S. Tell Mr. Robthetill I will write to him in a day or two. This is
+the little song I spoke of:
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  My heart is gone, far, far from me;
+  And ever on its track will flee,
+  My thoughts, my dreams, beyond the sea.
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  The swallow wanders fast and free:
+  Oh! happy bird, were I like thee,
+  I, too, would fly beyond the sea.
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  Are kindly hearts and social glee;
+  But here for me they may not be:
+  My heart is gone beyond the sea.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE AUTOCRAT'S PRAYER.
+
+  Europe! hear the voice that rose
+  From the chief of Freedom's foes--
+  When he bade war's thunders roll
+  O'er the country of the Pole--
+  To his Cossacks on parade
+  Thus the Calmuck robber said:
+
+  "Mine the might, and mine the right,
+  Stir ye, spur ye to the fight--
+  Bare the blade, and strike the blow
+  To the heart's core of the foe--
+  Slaughter all the rebel bands
+  Found with weapons in their hands;
+  On! the holy work of fate
+  Russia's God will consecrate.
+
+  "'Tis decreed that they shall bleed
+  For their dark and trait'rous deed.
+  Poles! to us by conquest given,
+  Ye provoke the wrath of Heaven:
+  Therefore, purging sword and shot
+  Use we must, and spare you not.
+  Guardian of our northern faith,
+  Guide us to the field of death!
+
+  "Ere we've done, many a one
+  Shall weep they ever saw the sun.
+  Rouse the noble in his hall
+  To a fiery festival;
+  Dash the stubborn peasant's mirth--
+  Drown in blood his alien hearth;
+  Babe or mother, never falter--
+  Spear the priest before the altar.
+  Onward, and avenge our wrong!
+  God is good, and Russia strong!"
+
+
+_Englishman's Magazine, No 1._
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+QUEEN ELIZABETH.
+
+_From a paper on the Fine Arts of old in England, in Blackwood's
+Magazine._
+
+
+The sex and character of Elizabeth herself was no weak ingredient in the
+poetic spirit of the time. Loyalty and gallantry blended in the
+adoration paid her; and the supremacy which she claimed and exercised
+over the church, invested her regality with a sacred unction that
+pertained not to feudal sovereigns. It is scarce too much to say, that
+the virgin-queen appropriated the Catholic honours of the Virgin Mary.
+She was as great as Diana of the Ephesians. The moon shone but to
+furnish a type of her bright and stainless maidenhood. To magnify her
+greatness, the humility of courtly adulation merged in the ecstasies of
+Platonic love. She was charming by indefeasible right;--a _jure
+divino_ beauty. Her fascinations multiplied with her wrinkles, and
+her admirers might have anticipated the conceit of Cowley,
+
+  "The antipevistoisis of age
+  More inflamed their amorous rage."
+
+It is easy for a Whig, or a Puritan, or any other unimaginative
+blockhead, to cry out against all this as nauseous flattery, and assert
+that after all she was rather an unpoetical personage than otherwise--a
+coarse-minded old maid, half prude, half coquette, whose better part was
+mannish, and all that belonged to her sex a ludicrous exaggeration of
+its weaknesses. But meanwhile, they overlook the fact, that not the
+woman Elizabeth, but the Virgin-queen, the royal heroine, is the theme
+of admiration. Not the petty virtues, the pretty sensibilities, the
+cheap charity, the prim decorum, which modern flatterers dwell upon,
+degrading royalty, while they palaver its possessor, but Britannia's
+sacred majesty, enshrined in chaste and lofty womanhood. Our ancestors
+paid their compliments to sex or rank--ours are addressed to the person.
+There is no flattery where there is no falsehood--no falsehood where
+there is no deception. Loyalty of old was a passion, and passion has a
+truth of its own--and as language does not always furnish expressions
+exactly adapted, or native to the feeling, what can the loyal poet do,
+but take the most precious portion of the currency, and impress it with
+the mint-mark of his own devoted fancy? Perhaps there never was a more
+panegyrical rhymer than Spenser, and yet, so fine and ethereal is his
+incense, that the breath of morning is not more cool and salutary:--
+
+  "It falls me here to write of Chastity
+  That fayrest virtue, far above the rest.
+  For which what needs me fetch from Faery,
+  Forreine ensamples it to have exprest,
+  Sith it is shrined in my soveraine's brest,
+  And form'd so lively on each perfect part,
+  That to all ladies, who have it protest,
+  Needs but behold the pourtraict of her part,
+  If pourtray'd it might be by any living art;
+  But living art may not least part expresse,
+  Nor life-resembling pencil it can paint,
+  All it were Zeuxis or Praxiteles--
+  His dædale hand would faile and greatly faynt,
+  And her perfections with his error taynt;
+  Ne poet's wit that passeth painter farre--
+  In picturing the parts of beauty daynt," &c.
+
+But neither Zeuxis nor Praxiteles was called from the dead to mar her
+perfections, nor record her negative charms. Poetry was the only art
+that flourished in the Virgin reign. The pure Gothic, after attaining
+its full efflorescence under Henry VII., departed, never to return. The
+Grecian orders were not only absurdly jumbled together, but yet more
+outrageously conglomerated with the Gothic and Arabesque. "To gild
+refined gold--to paint the lily," was all the humour of it. A similar
+inconsistency infected literature. The classic and the romantic (to use
+those terms, which, though popular, are not logically exact) were
+interwoven. The Arcadia and the Fairy Queen are glorious offences, which
+"make defect perfection." Perhaps, Shakspeare's "small Latin and less
+Greek," preserved him from worse anachronisms than any that he has
+committed. Queen Bess's patronage was of the national breed: she loved
+no pictures so well as portraits of herself. As, however, her painters
+have not flattered her, it may not uncharitably be concluded that they
+were no great deacons in their craft. It is a much easier thing to
+assure a homely female, in prose or rhyme, that she is beautiful, than
+to represent her so upon canvass. Her effigies are, I believe, pretty
+numerous, varying in ugliness, but none that I have seen even
+handsome--prettiness, of course, is out of the question. She was fond of
+finery, but had no taste in dress. Her ruff is downright odious; and the
+liberal exposure of her neck and bosom anything but alluring. With all
+her pearls about her, she looks like a pawnbroker's lady bedizened for
+an Easter ball, with all the unredeemed pledges from her husband's shop.
+She seems to have patronized that chimera in the ideal or allegorical
+portrait, at which Reubens and Sir Joshua were so often doomed to toil.
+She would not allow a shadow in her picture, arguing, like a Chinese, or
+a chop-logic, that shade is only an accident, and no true property of
+body. Like Alexander, who forbade all sculptors but Lysippus to carve
+his image, she prohibited all but special cunning limners from drawing
+her effigy. This was in 1563, anno regni 5, while, though no chicken,
+she still was not clean past her youth. This order was probably intended
+to prevent caricatures. At last she quarrelled with her looking-glass as
+well as her painters, and her maids of honour removed all mirrors from
+her apartments, as carefully as Ministers exclude opposition papers (we
+hope not Maga) from the presence of our most gracious sovereign. It is
+even said, that those fair nettles of India took advantage of her
+weakness, to dress her head awry, and to apply the rouge to her nose,
+instead of her cheeks. So may the superannuated eagle be pecked at by
+daws. But the tale is not probable. After all, it is but the captious
+inference of witlings and scoffers, that attributes to mere sexual
+vanity that superstitious horror of encroaching age, from which the
+wisest are not always free. It may be, that they shrink from the
+reflection of their wrinkles, not as from the despoilers of beauty, but
+as from the vaunt-couriers of dissolution. In rosy youth, while yet the
+brow is alabaster-veined with Heaven's own tint, and the dark tresses
+turn golden in the sun, the lapse of time is imperceptible as the
+throbbing of a heart at ease. "So like, so very like, is day to
+day,"--one primrose scarce more like another. Whoever saw their first
+grey hairs, or marked the crow-feet at the angle of their eyes, without
+a sigh or a tear, a momentous self-abasement, a sudden sinking of the
+soul, a thought that youth is flown for ever? None but the blessed few
+that, having dedicated their spring of life to Heaven, behold in the
+shedding of their vernal blossoms, a promise that the season of immortal
+fruit is near. It is a frailty, almost an instance of humanity, to aim
+at concealing that from others, of which ourselves are painfully
+conscious. The herculean Johnson keenly resented the least allusion to
+the shortness of his sight. So entirely is man a social animal, so
+dependent are all his feelings for their very existence upon
+communication and sympathy, that the "fee griefs," which none but
+ourselves are privy to, are forgotten as soon as they are removed from
+the senses. The artifices to which so many have recourse to conceal
+their declining years, are often intended more to soothe themselves,
+than to impose on others. This aversion to growing old is specially
+natural and excusable in the celibate and the childless. The borrowed
+curls, the pencilled eyebrows,
+
+          "The steely-prison'd shape,
+  So oft made taper, by constraint of tape,"
+
+the various cosmetic secrets, well-known to the middle ages, not only of
+the softer sex, are not unseemly in a spinster, so long as they succeed
+in making her look young. They are intolerable in a mother of any age.
+But we, my dear Christopher, resigned and benevolent old bachelors as we
+are, can well appreciate the vanity of the aged heart, that sees not its
+youth renewed in any growing dearer self. Nothing denotes the advances
+of life, at once so surely and so pleasantly as children springing up
+around a good man's table. Perhaps our famous Queen, in her latter days,
+though full of honours as of years, would gladly have changed places
+with the wife of any yeoman that had a child to receive her last
+blessing, whose few acres were not to pass away to the hungry expecting
+son of a hated rival. Her virginity was not like that of Jephthah's
+daughter, a free-will offering to the Lord. Pride, and policy, and
+disappointment, and, it may be, hopeless, self-condemned affection,
+conspired to perpetuate it. Probably it was well for England that no
+offspring of hers inherited her throne. By some strange ordinance of
+nature, it generally happens that these wonderful clever women produce
+idiots or madmen.--Witness Semiramis, Agrippina, Catherine de Medicis,
+Mary de Medicis, Catherine of Russia, and Lady Wortley Montague. One
+miniature of Elizabeth I have seen, which, though not beautiful, is
+profoundly interesting: it presents her as she was in the days of her
+danger and captivity, when the same wily policy, keeping its path, even
+while it seemed to swerve, was needful to preserve her life, that
+afterwards kept her firm on a throne. Who was the artist that produced
+it? I know not; but it bears the strongest marks of authenticity, if to
+be exactly what a learned spirit would fancy Elizabeth--young, a
+prisoner, and in peril--be evidence of true portraiture. There is pride,
+not aping humility, but wearing it as a well-beseeming habit;--there is
+passion, strongly controlled by the will, but not extinct, neither dead
+nor sleeping, but watchful and silent; brows sternly sustaining a weight
+of care, after which a crown could be but light; a manly intellect,
+allied with female craft;--but nonsense! it will be said; no colours
+whatever could represent all this, and that, too, in little, for the
+picture was among Bone's enamels. Well, then, it suggested it all.
+Perhaps the finest Madonna ever painted would be no more than a meek,
+pious, pretty woman, and an innocent child, if we knew not whom it was
+meant for.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE HAUNTED HOUSE.
+
+(_By Mrs. Hemans._)
+
+
+    I seem like one
+    Who treads alone
+      Some banquet-hall deserted,
+    Whose lights are fled,
+    Whose garlands dead,
+      And all but he, departed.
+
+    MOORE.
+
+
+  Seest thou yon grey gleaming hall,
+  Where the deep elm shadows fall?
+  Voices that have left the earth
+    Long ago,
+  Still are murmuring round its hearth,
+      Soft and low:
+  Ever there:--yet one alone
+  Hath the gift to hear their tone.
+  Guests come thither, and depart,
+  Free of step, and light of heart;
+  Children, with sweet visions bless'd,
+  In the haunted chambers rest;
+  One alone unslumbering lies
+  When the night hath seal'd all eyes,
+  One quick heart and watchful ear,
+  Listening for those whispers clear.
+
+  Seest thou where the woodbine-flowers
+  O'er yon low porch hang in showers?
+  Startling faces of the dead,
+    Pale, yet sweet,
+  One lone woman's entering tread
+      There still meet!
+  Some with young smooth foreheads fair,
+  Faintly shining through bright hair;
+  Some with reverend locks of snow--
+  All, all buried long ago!
+  All, from under deep sea-waves,
+  Or the flowers of foreign graves,
+  Or the old and banner'd aisle,
+  Where their high tombs gleam the while,
+  Rising, wandering, floating by,
+  Suddenly and silently,
+  Through their earthly home and place,
+  But amidst another race.
+
+  Wherefore, unto one alone,
+  Are those sounds and visions known?
+  Wherefore hath that spell of power
+    Dark and dread,
+  On _her_ soul, a baleful dower,
+      Thus been shed?
+  Oh! in those deep-seeing eyes,
+  No strange gift of mystery lies!
+  She is lone where once she moved
+  Fair, and happy, and beloved!
+  Sunny smiles were glancing round her,
+  Tendrils of kind hearts had bound her;
+  Now those silver cords are broken,
+  Those bright looks have left no token,
+  Not one trace on all the earth,
+  Save her memory of her mirth.
+  She is lone and lingering now,
+  Dreams have gather'd o'er her brow,
+  Midst gay song and children's play,
+  She is dwelling far away;
+  Seeing what none else may see--
+  Haunted still her place must be!
+
+_New Monthly Magazine_.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE GATHERER.
+
+  A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.
+
+SHAKSPEARE
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+OCTOGENARIAN REMINISCENCES.
+
+
+In 1760, a Mr. Cross was prompter at Drury Lane Theatre, and a Mr.
+Saunders the principal machinist. Saunders laboured under an idea that
+he was qualified for a turf-man, and, like most who are afflicted with
+that disorder, suffered severely. The animals he kept, instead of being
+safe running horses for him, generally made him a safe stalking-horse
+for others. Upon one occasion he came to the theatre in great
+ill-humour, having just received the account of a race which he had
+lost. Cross was busily engaged in writing, and cross at the interruption
+he met with from Saunders's repeated exclamations against his jockey; he
+at length looked up, and said impatiently, "His fault--his fault--how
+was it his fault?" "Why," said Saunders, "the d--d rascal ran my horse
+against a wagon." "Umph!" replied Cross, "I never knew a horse of yours
+that was fit to _run against any thing else_!"
+
+A musician of the name of Goodall, who belonged to the orchestra of the
+Theatre Royal, Richmond, in 1767, was fonder of his, or any other man's,
+bottle than his own bassoon. The natural consequence was, that he
+frequently failed in his attendances at the theatre. Upon one occasion,
+after an absence of a week, he returned in the middle of the
+performances for the evening. A piece was being acted called the
+"Intriguing Chambermaid," in which there is a character of an old
+gentleman called _Mr. Goodall_, who comes on as from a journey,
+followed by a servant carrying his portmanteau. To him there enters a
+lady, _Mrs. Highman_, whose first exclamation is, "Bless my eyes,
+what do I see? _Mr. Goodall_ returned?" At that precise moment Old
+Goodall happened to put his head into the orchestra, and fancying
+himself addressed, called out, "Lord bless you, ma'am, I've been here
+this half hour."
+
+Old Storace (the father of the celebrated composer) had lost nearly all
+his teeth at rather an early period of his life. This, to one who was
+decidedly a _bon vivant_, was a great annoyance. A dentist of
+eminence undertook to supply the defect: he drew the few teeth which,
+remained, and fitted the patient with an entire new set, which acted by
+means of springs, and were removable at pleasure. The operation was so
+skilfully performed, and the resemblance so good, that Storace flattered
+himself that no one could discover the deception. Being one day in
+company with Foster (a performer in the Drury Lane orchestra, and one
+celebrated among his companions for quaintness and humour), he said,
+"Now, Foster, I'll surprise you--I'll show you something you never
+could have guessed." So saying, he took out the ivory teeth, and
+exclaimed with an air of triumph, "There, what do you think of that?"
+"Poh! nonsense! surprise me," replied Foster, "I knew perfectly well
+they were false." "How the devil could you know that?" said Storace.
+"Why," rejoined Foster, "_I never knew anything true come out of your
+mouth!_"--_Athenæum_.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+The King of Prussia, in his correspondence with Voltaire, relates the
+following anecdote of the Czar Peter, as illustrative of Russian
+despotism:--"I knew Printz, the great marshal of the court of Prussia,
+who had been ambassador to the Czar Peter, in the reign of the late
+king. The commission with which he was charged proving very acceptable,
+the prince was desirous of giving him conspicuous marks of his
+satisfaction, and for this purpose a sumptuous banquet was prepared, and
+to which Printz was invited. They drank brandy, as is customary with the
+Russians, and they drank it to a brutal excess. The Czar, who wished to
+give a particular grace to the entertainment, sent for twenty of the
+Strelitz Guards, who were confined in the prisons of Petersburgh, and
+for every large bumper which they drank, this hideous monster struck-off
+the head of one of these wretches. As a particular mark of respect, this
+unnatural prince was desirous of procuring the ambassador the pleasure
+(as he called it) of trying his skill upon these miserable creatures.
+The Czar was disposed to be angry at his refusal, and could not help
+betraying signs of his displeasure."
+
+W.G.C.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+POSTHUMOUS HONOURS.
+
+
+Poliarchus, the Athenian, according to Ælian, when any of the dogs or
+cocks that he particularly loved, happened to die, was so foolish as to
+honour them with a public funeral, and buried them with great pomp,
+accompanied by his friends, whom he invited on the _solemn_
+occasion. Afterwards he caused monumental pillars to be erected, on
+which were engraven their epitaphs.[4]
+
+JOHN ESLAH.
+
+    [4] The late Duchess of York paid the latter honours to her
+        little canine friends, at Oatlands.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.
+
+Ascham, in the Epistle prefixed to his "Toxophilus," 1571, observes that
+
+"Manye Englishe writers usinge straunge wordes as Lattine, Frenche, and
+Italian, do make al thinges darke and harde. Ones," says he, "I communed
+with a man which reasoned the Englishe tongue to be enriched and
+encreased thereby, sayinge, Who will not prayse that feast, where a man
+shall drincke at a dinner both wyne, ale, and beere? Truly (quoth I)
+they be al good every one taken by itself alone; but if you put malmesye
+and sack, redde wyne and white, ale and beere, and al in one pot, you
+shall make a drinke neither easye to be knowen, nor holsom for the
+bodye."
+
+A.V.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ROYAL WISH.
+
+When King James I. first saw the public library at Oxford, and perceived
+the little chains by which the books were fastened, he expressed his
+wish that if ever it should be his fate to be a prisoner, this library
+might be his prison, those books his fellow prisoners, and the chains
+his fetters.
+
+J.E.H.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+EPITAPH
+
+_On a Marine Officer, in the churchyard of Burwick-in-Elmet, Yorkshire._
+
+  Here lies, retired from busy scenes,
+  A first lieutenant of Marines,
+  Who lately lived in gay content,
+  On board the brave ship Diligent.
+
+  Now stripp'd of all his warlike show,
+  And laid in box of elm below,
+  Confin'd in earth in narrow borders,
+  He rises not till further orders.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
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+Title: The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction
+       Vol. 17, No. 483., Saturday, April 2, 1831
+
+Author: Various
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+<hr class="full" />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page225" name="page225"></a>[pg
+225]</span>
+<h1>THE MIRROR<br />
+OF<br />
+LITERATURE, AMUSEMENT, AND INSTRUCTION.</h1>
+<hr class="full" />
+<table width="100%" summary="biblio data">
+<tr>
+<td align="left"><b>Vol. 17. No. 483.</b></td>
+<td align="center"><b>SATURDAY, APRIL 2, 1831</b></td>
+<td align="right"><b>[PRICE 2d.</b></td>
+</tr>
+</table>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>GROTTO AT ASCOT PLACE.</h2>
+<div class="figure"><a href="images/483-1.png"><img width="100%"
+src="images/483-1.png" alt="Grotto at Ascot Place" /></a></div>
+<p>Here is a picturesque contrivance of Art to embellish Nature. We
+have seen many such labours, but none with more satisfaction than
+the Grotto at Ascot Place.</p>
+<p>This estate is in the county of Surrey, five miles south-east
+from Windsor, on the side of Ascot Heath, near Winkfield. The
+residence was erected by Andrew Lindergreen, Esq.; at whose death
+it was sold to Daniel Agace, Esq., who has evinced considerable
+taste in the arrangement of the grounds. The house is of brick,
+with wings. On the adjoining lawn, a circular Corinthian temple
+produces a very pleasing effect. The gem of the estate is, however,
+the above Grotto, which is situate at the end of a canal running
+through the grounds. Upon this labour of leisure much expense and
+good taste have been bestowed. It consists of four rooms, but one
+only, for the refreshing pastime of tea drinking, appears to be
+completed. It is almost entirely covered with a white spar,
+intermixed with curious and unique specimens of polished pebbles
+and petrifactions. The ceiling is ornamented with pendants of the
+same material; and the whole, when under the influence of a strong
+sun, has an almost magical effect. These and other decorations of
+the same grounds were executed by a person named Turnbull, who was
+employed here for several years by Mr. Agace. Our View is copied
+from one of a series of engravings by Mr. Hakewill, the ingenious
+architect; these illustrations being supplementary to that
+gentleman&rsquo;s quarto <em>History of Windsor</em>.</p>
+<p>We request the reader to enjoy with us the delightful
+repose&mdash;the cool and calm retreat&mdash;of the Engraving. Be
+he never so indifferent a lover of Nature, he must admire its
+picturesque beauty; or be he never so enthusiastic, he must regard
+with pleasure the ingenuity of the artist. To an amateur, the
+pursuit of decorating grounds is one of the most interesting and
+intellectual amusements of retirement. We have worshipped from dewy
+morn till dusky eve in rustic temples and &ldquo;cool grots,&rdquo;
+and have sometimes aided in their construction. The roots, limbs,
+and trunks of trees, and straw or reeds, are all the materials
+required to build these hallowed and hallowing shrines. We call
+them hallowing, because they are either built, or directed to be
+built, in adoration of the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page226"
+name="page226"></a>[pg 226]</span>beauties of Nature; who, in turn,
+mantles them with endless varieties of lichens and mosses. In the
+Rookery adjoining John Evelyn&rsquo;s &ldquo;Wotton&rdquo; were
+many such temples dedicated to sylvan deities: one of them, to Pan,
+consists of a pediment supported by four rough trunks of trees, the
+walls being of moss and laths, and enclosed with tortuous limbs.
+Beneath the pediment is the following apposite line from
+Virgil:</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Pan curat oves oviumque magistros.</p>
+<p>Pan, guardian of the sheep and shepherds too.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>Yet the building is not merely ornamental, for the back serves
+as a cow-house!</p>
+<p>Pope&rsquo;s love of grotto-building has made it a poetical
+amusement. Who does not remember his grotto at
+Twickenham&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i10">The EGERIAN GROT,</p>
+<p>Where, nobly pensive, ST. JOHN sat and thought;</p>
+<p>Where British sighs from dying <em>Wyndham</em> stole,</p>
+<p>And the bright flame was shot through Marchmont&rsquo;s
+soul.</p>
+<p>Let such, such only, tread this sacred floor,</p>
+<p>Who dare to love their COUNTRY, and be poor.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>&mdash;The Grotto, has, however, crumbled to the dilapidations
+of time, and the pious thefts of visiters; but, proud are we to
+reflect that the poetry of the great genius who dictated its
+erection&mdash;LIVES; and his fame is untarnished by the canting
+reproach of the critics of our time. True it is that the best, or
+ripest fruit, is always most pecked at.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>FAIRY SONG.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Slowly o&rsquo;er the mountain&rsquo;s brow</p>
+<p class="i2">Rosy light is dawning;</p>
+<p>See! the stars are fading now</p>
+<p class="i2">In the beam of morning.</p>
+<p>Yonder soft approaching ray</p>
+<p>Bids us, Fairies, haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Fairy guardians, watching o&rsquo;er</p>
+<p class="i2">Flowers of tender blossom,</p>
+<p>Chilling damps descend no more,</p>
+<p class="i2">And the flow&rsquo;ret&rsquo;s bosom,</p>
+<p>Opening to th&rsquo; approaching day,</p>
+<p>Bids ye, Fairies, haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Hark! the lonely bird of night</p>
+<p class="i2">Stays its notes of sadness;</p>
+<p>Early birds, that hail the light,</p>
+<p class="i2">Soon shall wake to gladness.</p>
+<p>Philomel&rsquo;s concluding lay</p>
+<p>Bids us follow night away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Ye that guard the infant&rsquo;s rest,</p>
+<p class="i2">Or watch the maiden&rsquo;s pillow;&mdash;</p>
+<p>Demons seek their home unblest</p>
+<p class="i2">&rsquo;Neath Ocean&rsquo;s deepest billow:</p>
+<p>Harmless now the dreams that play</p>
+<p>O&rsquo;er slumbering eyes, then haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Farewell lovely scenes, that here</p>
+<p>Wait the day god&rsquo;s shining;</p>
+<p>We must follow Dian&rsquo;s sphere</p>
+<p class="i2">O&rsquo;er the hills declining.</p>
+<p>Brighter comes the beam of day&mdash;</p>
+<p>Haste ye, Fairies, haste away.</p>
+</div>
+<p>G.J.</p>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<h3>DREAMS PRODUCED BY WHISPERING IN THE SLEEPER&rsquo;S EAR.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>).</h4>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes;</p>
+<p>When monarch Reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.</p>
+</div>
+<p>DRYDEN.</p>
+</div>
+<p>Dr. Abercrombie, in his work on the Intellectual Powers, has
+recorded several instances of remarkable dreams.&mdash;Among them
+is the following extraordinary instance of the power which may be
+exercised over some persons while asleep, of creating dreams by
+whispering in their ears. An officer in the expedition to
+Lanisburg, in 1758, had this peculiarity in so remarkable a degree,
+that his companions in the transport were in the constant habit of
+amusing themselves at his expense. It had more effect when the
+voice was that of a friend familiar to him. At one time they
+conducted him through the whole progress of a quarrel, which ended
+in a duel, and when the parties were supposed to be met, a pistol
+was put into his hand, which he fired, and was awakened by the
+report. On another occasion they found him asleep on the top of a
+locker, or bunker, in the cabin, when they made him believe he had
+fallen overboard, and exhorted him to save himself by swimming.
+They then told him a shark was pursuing him, and entreated him to
+dive for his life; this he instantly did, but with such force as to
+throw himself from the locker to the cabin floor, by which he was
+much bruised, and awakened of course. After the landing of the army
+at Lanisburg, his companions found him one day asleep in the tent,
+and evidently much annoyed by the cannonading. They then made him
+believe he was engaged, when he expressed great fear, and an
+evident disposition to run away. Against this they remonstrated,
+but at the same time increased his fears by imitating the groans of
+the wounded and the dying; and when he asked, as he sometimes did,
+who were down, they named his particular friends. At last they told
+him that the man next him in the line had fallen, when he instantly
+sprang from his bed, rushed out of the tent, and was roused from
+his danger and his dream together, by falling over the tent
+ropes.</p>
+<p>By the by, all this is quite contrary to Dryden&rsquo;s theory,
+who says&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;As one who in a frightful dream would shun</p>
+<p>His pressing foe, <em>labours in vain</em> to run;</p>
+<p>And his own slowness in his sleep bemoans,</p>
+<p>With thick short sighs, weak cries, and tender
+groans.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page227" name="page227"></a>[pg
+227]</span>
+<p>And again, in his Virgil&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;When heavy sleep has closed the sight,</p>
+<p>And sickly fancy labours in the night,</p>
+<p>We seem to run, and, destitute of force,</p>
+<p>Our sinking limbs forsake us in the course;</p>
+<p>In vain we heave for breath&mdash;<em>in vain we
+cry</em>&mdash;</p>
+<p><em>The nerves unbraced, their usual strength deny</em>,</p>
+<p><em>And on the tongue the flattering accents
+die</em>.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>Now this man seems to have had the use not only of his limbs,
+but of his faculty of speech, while dreaming; and it was not till
+after he awoke that he felt the oppression Dryden describes; for it
+is stated, that when he awoke he had no distinct recollection of
+his dream, but only a confused feeling of oppression and fatigue,
+and used to tell his companions that he was sure they had been
+playing some trick upon him.</p>
+<p>W.A.R.</p>
+<p>P.S. This is a sleepy article; and I would warn its reader to
+endeavour not to fall asleep over it, and thus endanger his falling
+over his chair; and lest some familiar friend or <em>chere
+amie</em> should, finding his instructions in his hand, take the
+opportunity of making the experiment, and may be create a little
+jealous quarrel or so.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>SONNET TO THE RIVER ARUN.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Pure Stream! whose waters gently glide along,</p>
+<p>In murmuring cadence to the Poet&rsquo;s ear,</p>
+<p>Who, stretch&rsquo;d at ease your flowery banks among,</p>
+<p>Views with delight your glassy surface clear,</p>
+<p>Roll pleasing on through Otways sainted wood;</p>
+<p>Where &ldquo;musing Pity&rdquo; still delights to mourn,</p>
+<p>And kiss the spot where oft her votary stood,</p>
+<p>Or hang fresh cypress o&rsquo;er his weeping urn;&mdash;</p>
+<p>Here, too, retir&rsquo;d from Folly&rsquo;s scenes afar,</p>
+<p>His powerful shell first studious Collins strung;</p>
+<p>Whilst Fancy, seated in her rainbow car,</p>
+<p>Round him her flowers Parnassian wildly flung.</p>
+<p>Stream of the Bards! oft Hayley linger&rsquo;d here;</p>
+<p>And Charlotte Smith<a id="footnotetag1" name=
+"footnotetag1"></a><a href="#footnote1"><sup>1</sup></a> hath
+grac&rsquo;d thy current with a tear.</p>
+</div>
+<p><em>The Author of &ldquo;A Tradesman&rsquo;s Lays.&rdquo; No.
+85, Leather Lane.</em></p>
+</div>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>RETROSPECTIVE GLEANINGS.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>ANCIENT BLACK BOOKS, &amp;c.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<p>The Black Book of the Exchequer is said to have been composed in
+the year 1175, by Gervase of Tilbury, nephew of King Henry the
+Second. It contains a description of the court of England, as it
+then stood, its officers, their ranks, privileges, wages,
+perquisites, powers, and jurisdictions; and the revenues of the
+crown, both in money, grain, and cattle. Here we find, that for one
+shilling, as much bread might be bought as would serve a hundred
+men a whole day; and the price for a fat bullock was only twelve
+shillings, and a sheep four, &amp;c. At the end of this book are
+the Annals of William of Worcester, which contain notes on the
+affairs of his own times.</p>
+<p>The Black Book of the English Monasteries was a detail of the
+scandalous enormities practised in religious houses: compiled by
+order of the visiters, under King Henry the Eighth, to blacken
+them, and thus hasten their dissolution.</p>
+<p>Books which relate to necromancy are called Black Books.</p>
+<p>Black-rent, or Black-mail, was a certain rate of money, corn,
+cattle, or other consideration, paid (says Cowell) to men allied
+with robbers, to be by them protected from the danger of such as
+usually rob or steal.</p>
+<p>P.T.W.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>ANCIENT STATE OF PANCRAS.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<p>Brewer, in his &ldquo;London and Middlesex,&rdquo;
+says&mdash;&ldquo;When a visitation of the church of Pancras was
+made, in the year 1251, there were only forty houses in the
+parish.&rdquo; The desolate situation of the village, in the latter
+part of the 16th century, is emphatically described by Norden, in
+his &ldquo;Speculum Britanni&aelig;.&rdquo; After noticing the
+solitary condition of the church, he says&mdash;&ldquo;Yet about
+the structure have bin manie buildings, now decaied, leaving poore
+Pancrast without companie or comfort.&rdquo; In some manuscript
+additions to his work, the same writer has the following
+observations:&mdash;&ldquo;Although this place be, as it were,
+forsaken of all, and true men seldom frequent the same, but upon
+deveyne occasions, yet it is visayed by thieves, who assemble not
+there to pray, but to waite for prayer; and many fall into their
+handes, clothed, that are glad when they are escaped naked. Walk
+not there too late.&rdquo;</p>
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page228" name="page228"></a>[pg
+228]</span>
+<p>Pancras is said to have been a parish before the Conquest, and
+is mentioned in Domesday Book. It derived its name from the saint
+to whom the church is dedicated&mdash;a youthful Phrygian nobleman,
+who suffered death under the Emperor Dioclesian, for his adherence
+to the Christian faith.</p>
+<p>P.T.W.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>SALT AMONG THE ANCIENT GREEKS.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>For the Mirror</em>.)</h4>
+<p>Potter, in his &ldquo;Antiquities of Greece,&rdquo;
+says&mdash;&ldquo;Salt was commonly set before strangers, before
+they tasted the victuals provided for them; whereby was intimated,
+that as salt does consist of aqueous and terrene particles, mixed
+and united together, or as it is a concrete of several aqueous
+parts, so the stranger and the person by whom he was entertained
+should, from the time of their tasting salt together, maintain a
+constant union of love and friendship.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Others tell us, that salt being apt to preserve flesh from
+corruption, signified, that the friendship which was then begun
+should be firm and lasting; and some, to mention no more different
+opinions concerning this matter, think, that a regard was had to
+the purifying quality of salt, which was commonly used in
+lustrations, and that it intimated that friendship ought to be free
+from all design and artifice, jealousy and suspicion.</p>
+<p>It may be, the ground of this custom was only this, that salt
+was constantly used at all entertainments, both of the gods and
+men, whence a particular sanctity was believed to be lodged in it:
+it is hence called divine salt by Homer, and holy salt by others;
+and by placing of salt on the table, a sort of blessing was thought
+to be conveyed to them. To have eaten at the same table was
+esteemed an inviolable obligation to friendship; and to transgress
+the salt at the table&mdash;that is, to break the laws of
+hospitality, and to injure one by whom any person had been
+entertained&mdash;was accounted one of the blackest crimes: hence
+that exaggerating interrogation of Demosthenes, &ldquo;Where is the
+salt? where the hospital tables?&rdquo; for in despite of these, he
+had been the author of these troubles. And the crime of Paris in
+stealing Helena is aggravated by Cassandra, upon this
+consideration, that he had contemned the salt, and overturned the
+hospital table.</p>
+<p>P.T.W.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>THE NOVELIST.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE GAMESTER&rsquo;S DAUGHTER.</h3>
+<h4><em>From the Confessions of an Ambitious Student</em>.</h4>
+<p>A fit, one bright spring morning, came over me&mdash;a fit of
+poetry. From that time the disorder increased, for I indulged it;
+and though such of my performances as have been seen by friendly
+eyes have been looked upon as mediocre enough, I still believe,
+that if ever I could win a lasting reputation, it would be through
+that channel. Love usually accompanies poetry, and, in my case,
+there was no exception to the rule.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;There was a slender, but pleasant brook, about two miles
+from our house, to which one or two of us were accustomed, in the
+summer days, to repair to bathe and saunter away our leisure hours.
+To this favourite spot I one day went alone, and crossing a field
+which led to the brook, I encountered two ladies, with one of whom,
+having met her at some house in the neighbourhood, I had a slight
+acquaintance. We stopped to speak to each other, and I saw the face
+of her companion. Alas! were I to live ten thousand lives, there
+would never be a moment in which I could be alone&mdash;nor
+sleeping, and that face not with me!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;My acquaintance introduced us to each other. I walked
+home with them to the house of Miss D&mdash;&mdash;(so was the
+strange, who was also the younger lady named.) The next day I
+called upon her; the acquaintance thus commenced did not droop;
+and, notwithstanding our youth&mdash;for Lucy D&mdash;&mdash; was
+only seventeen, and I nearly a year younger&mdash;we soon loved,
+and with a love, which, full of poesy and dreaming, as from our age
+it necessarily must have been, was not less durable, nor less
+heart-felt, than if it had arisen from the deeper and more earthly
+sources in which later life only hoards its affections.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, God! how little did I think of what our young folly
+entailed upon us! We delivered ourselves up to the dictates of our
+hearts, and forgot that there was a future. Neither of us had any
+ulterior design; we did not think&mdash;poor children that we
+were&mdash;of marriage, and settlements, and consent of relations.
+We touched each other&rsquo;s hands, and were happy; we read poetry
+together&mdash;and when we lifted up our eyes from the page, those
+eyes met, and we did not know why our hearts beat so violently; and
+at length, when we spake of love, <span class="pagenum"><a id=
+"page229" name="page229"></a>[pg 229]</span>and when we called each
+other Lucy and &mdash;&mdash;; when we described all that we had
+thought in absence&mdash;and all we had felt when
+present&mdash;when we sat with our hands locked each in
+each&mdash;and at last, growing bolder, when in the still and quiet
+loneliness of a summer twilight we exchanged our first kiss, we did
+not dream that the world forbade what seemed to us so natural;
+nor&mdash;feeling in our own hearts the impossibility of
+change&mdash;did we ever ask whether this sweet and mystic state of
+existence was to last for ever!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Lucy was an only child; her father was a man of wretched
+character. A profligate, a gambler&mdash;ruined alike in fortune,
+hope, and reputation, he was yet her only guardian and protector.
+The village in which we both resided was near London; there Mr.
+D&mdash;&mdash; had a small cottage, where he left his daughter and
+his slender establishment for days, and sometimes for weeks
+together, while he was engaged in equivocal
+speculations&mdash;giving no address, and engaged in no
+professional mode of life. Lucy&rsquo;s mother had died long since,
+of a broken heart&mdash;(that fate, too, was afterwards her
+daughter&rsquo;s)&mdash;so that this poor girl was literally
+without a monitor or a friend, save her own innocence&mdash;and,
+alas! innocence is but a poor substitute for experience. The lady
+with whom I had met her had known her mother, and she felt
+compassion for the child. She saw her constantly, and sometimes
+took her to her own house, whenever she was in the neighbourhood;
+but that was not often, and only for a few days at a time. Her
+excepted, Lucy had no female friend.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;One evening we were to meet at a sequestered and lonely
+part of the brook&rsquo;s course, a spot which was our usual
+rendezvous. I waited considerably beyond the time appointed, and
+was just going sorrowfully away when she appeared. As she
+approached, I saw that she was in tears&mdash;and she could not for
+several moments speak for weeping. At length I learned that her
+father had just returned home, after a long absence&mdash;that he
+had announced his intention of immediately quitting their present
+home and going to a distant part of the country, or&mdash;perhaps
+even abroad.</p>
+<hr />
+<p>&ldquo;It is an odd thing in the history of the human heart,
+that the times most sad to experience are often the most grateful
+to recall; and of all the passages in our brief and checkered love,
+none have I clung to so fondly or cherished so tenderly, as the
+remembrance of that desolate and tearful hour. We walked slowly
+home, speaking very little, and lingering on the way&mdash;and my
+arm was round her waist all the time. There was a little stile at
+the entrance of the garden round Lucy&rsquo;s home, and sheltered
+as it was by trees and bushes, it was there, whenever we met, we
+took our last adieu&mdash;and there that evening we stopped, and
+lingered over our parting words and our parting kiss&mdash;and at
+length, when I tore myself away, I looked back and saw her in the
+sad and grey light of the evening still there, still watching,
+still weeping! What, what hours of anguish and gnawing of heart
+must one, who loved so kindly and so entirely as she did, have
+afterwards endured.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;As I lay awake that night, a project, natural enough,
+darted across me. I would seek Lucy&rsquo;s father, communicate our
+attachment, and sue for his approbation. We might, indeed, be too
+young for marriage&mdash;but we could wait, and love each other in
+the meanwhile. I lost no time in following up this resolution. The
+next day, before noon, I was at the door of Lucy&rsquo;s
+cottage&mdash;I was in the little chamber that faced the garden,
+alone with her father.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;A boy forms strange notions of a man who is considered a
+scoundrel. I was prepared to see one of fierce and sullen
+appearance, and to meet with a rude and coarse reception. I found
+in Mr. D&mdash;&mdash; a person who early accustomed&mdash;(for he
+was of high birth)&mdash;to polished society, still preserved, in
+his manner and appearance, its best characteristics. His voice was
+soft and bland; his face, though haggard and worn, retained the
+traces of early beauty; and a courteous and attentive ease of
+deportment had been probably improved by the habits of deceiving
+others, rather than impaired. I told our story to this man, frankly
+and fully. When I had done, he rose; he took me by the hand; he
+expressed some regret, yet some satisfaction, at what he had heard.
+He was sensible how much peculiar circumstances had obliged him to
+leave his daughter unprotected; he was sensible, also, that from my
+birth and future fortunes, my affection did honour to the object of
+my choice. Nothing would have made him so happy, so proud, had I
+been older&mdash;had I been my own master. But I and he, alas! must
+be aware that my friends and guardians would never consent to my
+forming any engagement at so premature an age, and they and the
+world would impute the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page230" name=
+"page230"></a>[pg 230]</span>blame to him; for calumny (he added in
+a melancholy tone) had been busy with his name, and any story,
+however false or idle, would be believed of one who was out of the
+world&rsquo;s affections.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;All this, and much more, did he say; and I pitied him
+while he spoke. Our conference then ended in nothing
+fixed;&mdash;but&mdash;he asked me to dine with him the next day.
+In a word, while he forbade me at present to recur to the subject,
+he allowed me to see his daughter as often as I pleased: this
+lasted for about ten days. At the end of that time, when I made my
+usual morning visit, I saw D&mdash;&mdash; alone; he appeared much
+agitated. He was about, he said, to be arrested. He was undone for
+ever&mdash;and his poor daughter!&mdash;he could say no
+more&mdash;his manly heart was overcome&mdash;and he hid his face
+with his hands. I attempted to console him, and inquired the sum
+necessary to relieve him. It was considerable; and on hearing it
+named, my power of consolation I deemed over at once. I was
+mistaken. But why dwell on so hacknied a topic as that of a sharper
+on the one hand, and a dupe on the other? I saw a gentleman of the
+tribe of Israel&mdash;I raised a sum of money, to be repaid when I
+came of age, and that sum was placed in D&mdash;&mdash;&lsquo;s
+hands. My intercourse with Lucy continued; but not long. This
+matter came to the ears of one who had succeeded my poor aunt, now
+no more, as my guardian. He saw D&mdash;&mdash;, and threatened him
+with penalties, which the sharper did not dare to brave. My
+guardian was a man of the world; he said nothing to me on the
+subject, but he begged me to accompany him on a short tour through
+a neighbouring county. I took leave of Lucy only for a few days as
+I imagined. I accompanied my guardian&mdash;was a week
+absent&mdash;returned&mdash;and hastened to the cottage; it was
+shut up&mdash;an old woman opened the door&mdash;they were gone,
+father and daughter, none knew whither!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It was now that my guardian disclosed his share in this
+event, so terribly unexpected by me. He unfolded the arts of
+D&mdash;&mdash;; he held up his character in its true light. I
+listened to him patiently, while he proceeded thus far; but when,
+encouraged by my silence, he attempted to insinuate that Lucy was
+implicated in her father&rsquo;s artifices&mdash;that she had lent
+herself to decoy, to the mutual advantage of sire and daughter, the
+inexperienced heir of considerable fortunes,&mdash;my rage and
+indignation exploded at once. High words ensued. I defied his
+authority&mdash;I laughed at his menaces&mdash;I openly declared my
+resolution of tracing Lucy to the end of the world, and marrying
+her the instant she was found. Whether or not that my guardian had
+penetrated sufficiently into my character to see that force was not
+the means by which I was to be guided, I cannot say; but he
+softened from his tone at last&mdash;apologized for his
+warmth&mdash;condescended to soothe and remonstrate&mdash;and our
+dispute ended in a compromise. I consented to leave Mr.
+S&mdash;&mdash;, and to spend the next year, preparatory to my
+going to the university, with my guardian: he promised, on the
+other hand, that if, at the end of that year, I still wished to
+discover Lucy, he would throw no obstacles in the way of my search.
+I was ill-contented with this compact; but I was induced to it by
+my firm persuasion that Lucy would write to me, and that we should
+console each other, at least, by a knowledge of our mutual
+situation and our mutual constancy. In this persuasion, I insisted
+on remaining six weeks longer with S&mdash;&mdash;, and gained my
+point; and that any letter Lucy might write, might not be exposed
+to any officious intervention from S&mdash;&mdash;, or my
+guardian&rsquo;s satellites, I walked every day to meet the postman
+who was accustomed to bring our letters. None came from Lucy.
+Afterwards, I learned that D&mdash;&mdash;, whom my guardian had
+wisely bought, as well as intimidated, had intercepted three
+letters which she had addressed to me, in her unsuspecting
+confidence&mdash;and that she only ceased to write when she ceased
+to believe in me.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I went to reside with my guardian. A man of a hospitable
+and liberal turn, his house was always full of guests, who were
+culled from the most agreeable circles in London. We lived in a
+perpetual round of amusement; and my uncle, who thought I should be
+rich enough to afford to be ignorant, was more anxious that I
+should divert my mind, than instruct it. Well, this year passed
+slowly and sadly away, despite of the gaiety around me; and, at the
+end of that time, I left my uncle to go to the university; but I
+first lingered in London to make inquiries after D&mdash;&mdash;. I
+could learn no certain tidings of him, but heard that the most
+probable place to find him was a certain gaming-house in
+K&mdash;&mdash; Street. Thither I repaired forthwith. It was a
+haunt of no delicate and luxurious order of vice; the chain
+attached to the threshold indicated suspicion of the spies of
+justice; and a grim and sullen face peered jealously upon me before
+I was suffered to ascend <span class="pagenum"><a id="page231"
+name="page231"></a>[pg 231]</span>the filthy and noisome staircase.
+But my search was destined to a brief end. At the head of the
+<em>Rouge et Noir</em> table, facing my eyes the moment I entered
+the evil chamber, was the marked and working countenance of
+D&mdash;&mdash;.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;He did not look up&mdash;no, not once, all the time he
+played; he won largely&mdash;rose with a flushed face and trembling
+hand&mdash;descended the stairs&mdash;stopped in a room below,
+where a table was spread with meats and wine&mdash;took a large
+tumbler of Madeira, and left the house. I had waited
+patiently&mdash;I had followed him with a noiseless step&mdash;I
+now drew my breath hard, clenched my hands, as if to nerve myself
+for a contest&mdash;and as he paused a moment under one of the
+lamps, seemingly in doubt whither to go&mdash;I laid my hand on his
+shoulder, and uttered his name. His eyes wandered with a leaden and
+dull gaze over my face before he remembered me. <em>Then</em> he
+recovered his usual bland smile and soft tone. He grasped my
+unwilling hand, and inquired with the tenderness of a parent after
+my health. I did not heed his words. &lsquo;Your daughter,&rsquo;
+said I, convulsively.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Ah! you were old friends,&rsquo; quoth he,
+smiling; &lsquo;you have recovered that folly, I hope. Poor thing!
+she will be happy to see an old friend. You know of
+course&mdash;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;What?&rsquo; for he hesitated.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;That Lucy is married!&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Married!&rsquo; and as that word left my lips, it
+seemed as if my very life, my very soul, had gushed forth also in
+the sound. When&mdash;oh! when, in the night-watch and the daily
+yearning, when, whatever might have been my grief or wretchedness,
+or despondency, when had I dreamt, when imaged forth even the
+outline of a doom like this? Married! my Lucy, my fond, my
+constant, my pure-hearted, and tender Lucy! Suddenly, all the
+chilled and revolted energies of my passions seemed to re-act, and
+rush back upon me. I seized that smiling and hollow wretch with a
+fierce grasp. &lsquo;You have done this&mdash;you have broken her
+heart&mdash;you have crushed mine! I curse you in her name and my
+own!&mdash;I curse you from the bottom and with all the venom of my
+soul!&mdash;Wretch! wretch! and he was as a reed in my
+hands.&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Madman,&rsquo; said he, as at last he extricated
+himself from my gripe, &lsquo;my daughter married with her free
+consent, and to one far better fitted to make her happy than you.
+Go, go&mdash;I forgive you&mdash;I also was once in love, and with
+<em>her</em> mother!&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I did not answer&mdash;I let him depart.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It was a little while after this interview&mdash;but I
+mention it now, for there is no importance in the quarter from
+which I heard it&mdash;that I learned some few particulars of
+Lucy&rsquo;s marriage. There was, and still is, in the
+world&rsquo;s gossip, a strange story of a rich, foolish man, awed
+as well as gulled by a sharper, and of a girl torn to a church with
+a violence so evident that the priest refused the ceremony. But the
+rite was afterwards solemnized by special license, in private, and
+at night. The pith of that story has truth, and Lucy was at once
+the heroine and victim of the romance. Now, then, I turn to
+somewhat a different strain in my narrative.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You, A&mdash;&mdash;, who know so well the habits of a
+university <em>life</em>, need not be told how singularly
+monotonous and contemplative it may be made to a lonely man. The
+first year I was there, I mixed, as you may remember, in none of
+the many circles into which that curious and motley society is
+split. My only recreation was in long and companionless rides; and
+in the flat and dreary country around our university, the cheerless
+aspect of nature fed the idle melancholy at my heart. In the second
+year of my college life, I roused myself a little from my
+seclusion, and rather by accident than design&mdash;you will
+remember that my acquaintance was formed among the men considered
+most able and promising of our time. In the summer of that year, I
+resolved to make a bold effort to harden my mind and conquer its
+fastidious reserve; and I set out to travel over the North of
+England, and the greater part of Scotland, in the humble character
+of a pedestrian tourist. Nothing ever did my character more solid
+good than that experiment. I was thrown among a thousand varieties
+of character; I was continually forced into bustle and action, and
+into <em>providing for myself</em>&mdash;that great and indelible
+lesson towards permanent independence of character.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;One evening, in an obscure part of Cumberland, I was
+seeking a short cut to a neighbouring village through a
+gentleman&rsquo;s grounds, in which there was a public path. Just
+within sight of the house (which was an old, desolate building, in
+the architecture of James the First, with gable-ends and dingy
+walls, and deep-sunk, gloomy windows,) I perceived two ladies at a
+little distance before me; one seemed in weak and delicate health,
+for she walked slowly and with pain, and stopped often as she
+leaned on her companion. I <span class="pagenum"><a id="page232"
+name="page232"></a>[pg 232]</span>lingered behind, in order not to
+pass them abruptly; presently, they turned away towards the house,
+and I saw them no more. Yet that frail and bending form, as I too
+soon afterwards learned&mdash;that form, which I did not
+recognise&mdash;which, by a sort of fatality, I saw only in a
+glimpse, and yet for the last time on earth,&mdash;that
+form&mdash;was the wreck of Lucy D&mdash;&mdash;!</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Unconscious of this event in my destiny, I left that
+neighbourhood, and settled for some weeks on the borders of the
+Lake Keswick. There, one evening, a letter, re-directed to me from
+London, reached me. The hand-writing was that of Lucy; but the
+trembling and slurred characters, so different from that graceful
+ease which was wont to characterize all she did, filled me, even at
+the first glance, with alarm. This is the letter&mdash;read
+it&mdash;you will know, then, what I have lost:&mdash;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;I write to you, my dear, my unforgotten
+&mdash;&mdash;, the last letter this hand will ever trace. Till
+now, it would have been a crime to write to you; perhaps it is so
+still&mdash;but dying as I am, and divorced from all earthly
+thoughts and remembrances, save yours, I feel that I cannot quite
+collect my mind for the last hour until I have given you the
+blessing of one whom you loved once; and when that blessing is
+given, I think I can turn away from your image, and sever willingly
+the last tie that binds me to earth. I will not afflict you by
+saying what I have suffered since we parted&mdash;with what anguish
+I thought of what <em>you</em> would feel when you found me
+gone&mdash;and with what cruel, what fearful violence, I was forced
+into becoming the wretch I now am. I was hurried, I was driven,
+into a dreadful and bitter duty&mdash;but I thank God that I have
+fulfilled it. What, what have I done, to have been made so
+miserable throughout life as I have been! I ask my heart, and tax
+my conscience&mdash;and every night I think over the sins of the
+day; they do not seem to me heavy, yet my penance has been very
+great. For the last two years, I do sincerely think that there has
+not been one day which I have not marked with tears. But enough of
+this, and of myself. You, dear, dear L&mdash;&mdash;, let me turn
+to you! Something at my heart tells me that you have not forgotten
+that once we were the world to each other, and even through the
+changes and the glories of a man&rsquo;s life, I think you will not
+forget it. True, L&mdash;&mdash;, that I was a poor and friendless,
+and not too-well educated girl, and altogether unworthy of your
+destiny; but you did not think so then&mdash;and when you have lost
+me, it is a sad, but it is a real comfort, to feel that that
+thought will never occur to you. Your memory will invest me with a
+thousand attractions and graces I did not possess, and all that you
+recall of me will be linked with the freshest and happiest thoughts
+of that period of life in which you first beheld me. And this
+thought, dearest L&mdash;&mdash;, sweetens death to me&mdash;and
+sometimes it comforts me for what has been. Had our lot been
+otherwise&mdash;had we been united, and had you survived your love
+for me (and what more probable!) my lot would have been darker even
+than it has been. I know not how it is&mdash;perhaps from my
+approaching death&mdash;but I seem to have grown old, and to have
+obtained the right to be your monitor and warner. Forgive me, then,
+if I implore you to think earnestly and deeply of the great ends of
+life; think of them as one might think who is anxious to gain a
+distant home, and who will not be diverted from his way. Oh! could
+you know how solemn and thrilling a joy comes over me as I nurse
+the belief, the certainty, that we shall meet at length, and for
+ever! Will not that hope also animate you, and guide you unerring
+through the danger and the evil of this entangled life?</p>
+<p>&ldquo;May God bless you, and watch over you&mdash;may He
+comfort and cheer, and elevate your heart to him! Before you
+receive this, <em>I</em> shall be no more&mdash;and my love, my
+care for you will, I trust and feel, have become
+eternal.&mdash;Farewell:</p>
+<p>&lsquo;L.M.&rsquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;The letter,&rdquo; continued L&mdash;&mdash;, struggling
+with his emotions, &ldquo;was dated from that village through which
+I had so lately passed; thither I repaired that very
+night&mdash;Lucy had been buried the day before! I stood upon a
+green mound, and a few, few feet below, separated from me by a
+scanty portion of earth, mouldered that heart which had loved me so
+faithfully and so well!&rdquo;</p>
+<p><em>New Monthly Magazine</em>.</p>
+<hr />
+<p>A Jew said to the venerable Ali, in argument on the truth of
+their religion, &ldquo;You had not even deposited your
+prophet&rsquo;s body in the earth, when you quarrelled among
+yourselves.&rdquo; Ali replied, &ldquo;Our divisions proceeded from
+the loss of him, not concerning our faith; but your feet were not
+yet dry from the mud of the Red Sea, when you cried unto Moses,
+saying, &lsquo;Make us gods like unto those of the idolaters, that
+we may worship them.&rsquo;&rdquo; The Jew was confounded.</p>
+<p>W.G.C.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page233" name="page233"></a>[pg
+233]</span>
+<h2>KILCOLMAN CASTLE,<br />
+THE RESIDENCE OF THE POET SPENCER.</h2>
+<div class="figure"><a href="images/483-2.png"><img width="100%"
+src="images/483-2.png" alt=
+"Kilcolman Castle, The Residence of the Poet Spencer." /></a></div>
+<p>Few of the original houses of Genius<a id="footnotetag2" name=
+"footnotetag2"></a><a href="#footnote2"><sup>2</sup></a> will
+excite more interest than the above relic of SPENCER. It is copied
+from a lithographic drawing in Mr. T. Crofton Croker&rsquo;s
+&ldquo;Researches in the South of Ireland,&rdquo; where it is so
+well described, that we can spare but few lines in our abridgement
+of the passage:&mdash;</p>
+<p>Kilcolman Castle is distant three English miles from Doneraile,
+and is seated in as unpicturesque a spot as at present could have
+been selected. Many of the delightful and visionary anticipations I
+had indulged, from the pleasure of visiting the place where the
+Fairy Queen had been composed, were at an end on beholding the
+monotonous reality of the country. Corn fields, divided from
+pasturage by numerous intersecting hedges, constituted almost the
+only variety of feature for a considerable extent around; and the
+mountains bounding the prospect partook even in a greater degree of
+the same want of variety in their forms. The ruin itself stands on
+a little rocky eminence. Spreading before it lies a tract of flat
+and swampy ground, through which, we were informed, the
+&ldquo;River Bregog hight&rdquo; had its course; and though in
+winter, when swollen by mountain torrents, a deep and rapid stream,
+its channel at present was completely dried up.</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Sometimes, misguided by the tuneful throng,</p>
+<p>I look for streams immortalized in song,</p>
+<p>That lost in silence and oblivion lie;</p>
+<p>Dumb are their fountains, and their channels dry.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>Judging from what remains, the original form of Kilcolman was an
+oblong square, flanked by a tower at the south-east corner. The
+apartment in the basement story has still its stone arched roof
+entire, and is used as a shelter for cattle; the narrow, screw-like
+stairs of the tower are nearly perfect, and lead to an extremely
+small chamber, which we found in a state of complete
+desolation.</p>
+<p>Kilcolman was granted by Queen Elizabeth, on the 27th June,
+1586, to Spencer (who went into Ireland as secretary to Lord Grey),
+with 3,028 acres of land, at the rent of 17l. 3s. 6d.; on the same
+conditions with the other undertakers (as they were termed) between
+whom the forfeited Desmond estate was divided. These conditions
+implied a residence on the ground, and their chief object seems to
+have been the peopling Munster with English families: a favourite
+project of Elizabeth&rsquo;s for strengthening the English
+influence in Ireland, by creating the tie of consanguinity between
+the two countries.</p>
+<p>It is supposed that this castle was the principal residence of
+Spencer for about ten years, during which time he composed the
+works that have chiefly contributed to his fame. But the turbulent
+and indignant spirit of the Irish regarded not the haunts of the
+muse as sacred, and wrapped the poet&rsquo;s dwelling in
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page234" name="page234"></a>[pg
+234]</span>flames. An infant child of Spencer&rsquo;s, together
+with his most valuable property, were consumed, and he returned
+into England;&mdash;where, dejected, and broken-hearted, he died
+soon after, at an inn in King-street, Westminster.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It does not appear what became of Spencer&rsquo;s wife
+and children. Two sons are said to have survived him, Sylvanus and
+Peregrine; Sylvanus married Ellen Nangle or Nagle, eldest daughter
+of David Nangle of Moneanymy, in the county of Cork, by whom he had
+two sons, Edmund and William Spencer. His other son, Peregrine,
+also married, and had a son Hugolin, who, after the restoration of
+Charles II. was replaced by the Court of Claims in as much of the
+lands as could be found to have been his ancestor&rsquo;s. Hugolin
+attached himself to the cause of James II. and after the
+revolution, was outlawed for treason and rebellion. Some time after
+his cousin William, son of Sylvanus, became a suitor for the
+forfeited property, and recovered it by the interest of Mr.
+Montague, afterwards Earl of Halifax, who was then at the head of
+the treasury. He had been introduced to Mr. Montague by Congreve,
+who with others was desirous of honouring the descendant of so
+great a poet. Dr. Birch describes him as a man somewhat advanced in
+years, but unable to give any account of the works of his ancestor
+which are wanting. The family has been since very imperfectly
+traced.&rdquo;&mdash;<em>Chalmers&rsquo;s Biog. Dic.</em></p>
+<p>The visits of Sir Walter Raleigh to Spencer at Kilcolman
+increase the interest attached to the place, and are not in the
+slightest degree questionable.<a id="footnotetag3" name=
+"footnotetag3"></a><a href="#footnote3"><sup>3</sup></a> To the
+advice of Raleigh the publication of the first books of the Fairy
+Queen has been ascribed; and the existence of a poetical
+intercourse between such minds, and in such distracting scenes, is
+a delightful recollection that almost warms the heart into
+romance.</p>
+<p>Amongst the literary pilgrims whose veneration for Spencer has
+prompted them to examine Kilcolman was the celebrated Edmund Burke;
+nor should the imprudent and enthusiastic Trotter be forgotten; the
+account given by him of his visits, in 1817, are very pleasing,
+though highly tinged with that fanaticism to which he ultimately
+became a victim.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>THE SELECTOR; AND LITERARY NOTICES OF NEW WORKS.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>CROTCHET CASTLE.</h3>
+<p>The author of <em>Headlong Hall</em> has, under the above title,
+produced as lively a little volume of humour and pleasantry as it
+has lately been our good fortune to meet with. Every page, nay,
+every line is a satire upon the extravagance and precocity of what
+Vivian Grey calls our &ldquo;artificial state;&rdquo; and all the
+weak sides of our age are mercilessly dealt with by the
+<em>coterie</em> at Crotchet Castle. The book is altogether
+<em>Shandean</em>, and the satire <em>shandied</em> to and fro with
+great vivacity. We need not tell the reader what period or event of
+the last seven years is pointed to in the following extract. Mr.
+Touchandgo, it appears, was a great banker, who was &ldquo;suddenly
+reported absent one foggy morning, with the contents of his
+till;&rdquo; his daughter was to have been married to Mr. Crotchet
+but for this untoward event. Here are two of the father&rsquo;s
+letters from his new settlement, and a reply:&mdash;</p>
+<p>Dotandcarryonetown. State of Apodidraskiana, April 1,
+18&mdash;.</p>
+<p>My dear Child,&mdash;I am anxious to learn what are your present
+position, intention, and prospects. The fairies who dropped gold in
+your shoe, on the morning when I ceased to be a respectable man in
+London, will soon find a talismanic channel for transmitting you a
+stocking full of dollars, which will fit the shoe, as well as the
+foot of Cinderella fitted her slipper. I am happy to say, I am
+again become a respectable man. It was always my ambition to be a
+respectable man, and I am a very respectable man here, in this new
+township of a new state, where I have purchased five thousand acres
+of land, at two dollars an acre, hard cash, and established a very
+flourishing bank. The notes of Touchandgo and Company, soft cash,
+are now the exclusive currency of all this vicinity. This is the
+land, in which all men flourish; but there are three classes of men
+who flourish especially, methodist preachers, slave-drivers, and
+paper-money manufacturers; and as one of the latter, I have just
+painted the word BANK, on a fine slab of maple, which was green and
+growing when I arrived, and have discounted for the settlers, in my
+own currency, sundry bills, which are to be paid when the proceeds
+of the crop they have just sown shall return from New Orleans; so
+that my <span class="pagenum"><a id="page235" name=
+"page235"></a>[pg 235]</span>notes are the representatives of
+vegetation that is to be, and I am accordingly a capitalist of the
+first magnitude. The people here know very well that I ran away
+from London; but the most of them have run away from some place or
+other; and they have a great respect for me, because they think I
+ran away with something worth taking, which few of them had the
+luck or the wit to do. This gives them confidence in my resources,
+at the same time that, as there is nothing portable in the
+settlement except my own notes, they have no fear that I shall run
+away with them. They know I am thoroughly conversant with the
+principles of banking; and as they have plenty of industry, no lack
+of sharpness, and abundance of land, they wanted nothing but
+capital to organize a flourishing settlement; and this capital I
+have manufactured to the extent required, at the expense of a small
+importation of pens, ink, and paper, and two or three inimitable
+copperplates. I have abundance here of all good things, a good
+conscience included; for I really cannot see that I have done any
+wrong. This was my position: I owed half a million of money; and I
+had a trifle in my pocket. It was clear that this trifle could
+never find its way to the right owner. The question was, whether I
+should keep it, and live like a gentleman; or hand it over to
+lawyers and commissioners of bankruptcy, and die like a dog on a
+dunghill. If I could have thought that the said lawyers, &amp;c.
+had a better title to it than myself, I might have hesitated; but,
+as such title was not apparent to my satisfaction, I decided the
+question in my own favour; the right owners, as I have already
+said, being out of the question altogether. I have always taken
+scientific views of morals and politics, a habit from which I
+derive much comfort under existing circumstances.</p>
+<p>I hope you adhere to your music, though I cannot hope again to
+accompany your harp with my flute. My last <em>andante</em>
+movement was too <em>forte</em> for those whom it took by surprise.
+Let not your <em>allegro vivace</em> be damped by young
+Crotchet&rsquo;s desertion, which, though I have not heard it, I
+take for granted. He is, like myself, a scientific politician, and
+has an eye as keen as a needle, to his own interest. He has had
+good luck so far, and is gorgeous in the spoils of many gulls; but
+I think the Polar Basin and Walrus Company will be too much for him
+yet. There has been a splendid outlay on credit, and he is the only
+man, of the original parties concerned, of whom his Majesty&rsquo;s
+sheriffs could give any account.</p>
+<p>I will not ask you to come here. There is no husband for you.
+The men smoke, drink, and fight, and break more of their own heads
+than of girls&rsquo; hearts. Those among them who are musical sing
+nothing but psalms. They are excellent fellows in their way, but
+you would not like them.</p>
+<p><em>Au reste</em>, here are no rents, no taxes, no poor-rates,
+no tithes, no church establishment, no routs, no clubs, no rotten
+boroughs, no operas, no concerts, no theatres, no beggars, no
+thieves, no kings, no lords, no ladies, and only one gentleman,
+videlicit your loving father,</p>
+<p>TIMOTHY TOUCHANDGO.</p>
+<p>P.S. I send you one of my notes; I can afford to part with it.
+If you are accused of receiving money from me, you may pay it over
+to my assignees. Robthetill continues to be my factotum; I say no
+more of him in this place; he will give you an account of
+himself.</p>
+<p>Dotandcarryonetown, &amp;c.</p>
+<p>Dear Miss,&mdash;Mr. Touchandgo will have told you of our
+arrival here, of our setting up a bank, and so forth. We came here
+in a tilted wagon, which served us for parlour, kitchen, and all.
+We soon got up a log-house; and, unluckily, we as soon got it down
+again, for the first fire we made in it burned down house and all.
+However, our second experiment was more fortunate; and we are
+pretty well lodged in a house of three rooms on a floor&mdash;I
+should say the floor, for there is but one.</p>
+<p>This new state is free to hold slaves; all the new states have
+not this privilege. Mr. Touchandgo has bought some, and they are
+building him a villa. Mr. Touchandgo is in a thriving way, but he
+is not happy here: he longs for parties and concerts, and a seat in
+Congress. He thinks it very hard that he cannot buy one with his
+own coinage, as he used to do in England. Besides, he is afraid of
+the Regulators, who, if they do not like a man&rsquo;s character,
+wait upon him and flog him, doubling the dose at stated intervals,
+till he takes himself off. He does not like this system of
+administering justice: though I think he has nothing to fear from
+it. He has the character of having money, which is the best of all
+characters here, as at home. He lets his old English prejudices
+influence his opinions of his new neighbours; but I assure you they
+have many virtues. Though they do keep slaves, they are all ready
+to fight for their own liberty; and I should not like to be an
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page236" name="page236"></a>[pg
+236]</span>enemy within reach of one of their rifles. When I say
+enemy, I include bailiff in the term. One was shot not long ago.
+There was a trial; the jury gave two dollars damages; the judge
+said they must find guilty or not guilty, but the counsel for the
+defendant (they would not call him prisoner) offered to fight the
+judge upon the point; and as this was said literally, not
+metaphorically, and the counsel was a stout fellow, the judge gave
+in. The two dollars damages were not paid after all; for the
+defendant challenged the foreman to box for double or quits, and
+the foreman was beaten. The folks in New York made a great outcry
+about it, but here it was considered all as it should be. So you
+see, Miss, justice, liberty, and every thing else of that kind, are
+different in different places, just as suits the convenience of
+those who have the sword in their own hands. Hoping to hear of your
+health and happiness, I remain,</p>
+<p>Dear Miss, your dutiful servant,</p>
+<p>RODERICK ROBTHETILL.</p>
+<p>Miss Touchandgo replied as follows, to the first of these
+letters:&mdash;</p>
+<p>My dear Father,&mdash;I am sure you have the best of hearts, and
+I have no doubt you have acted with the best intentions. My lover,
+or I should rather say, my fortune&rsquo;s lover, has indeed
+forsaken me. I cannot say I did not feel it; indeed, I cried very
+much; and the altered looks of people who used to be so delighted
+to see me, really annoyed me so, that I determined to change the
+scene altogether. I have come into Wales, and am boarding with a
+farmer and his wife. Their stock of English is very small; but I
+managed to agree with them; and they have four of the sweetest
+children I ever saw, to whom I teach all I know, and I manage to
+pick up some Welsh. I have puzzled out a little song, which I think
+very pretty; I have translated it into English, and I send it to
+you, with the original air. You shall play it on your flute at
+eight o&rsquo;clock every Saturday evening, and I will play and
+sing it at the same time, and I will fancy that I hear my dear papa
+accompanying me.</p>
+<p>The people in London said very unkind things of you: they hurt
+me very much at the time; but now I am out of their way, I do not
+seem to think their opinion of much consequence. I am sure, when I
+recollect, at leisure, everything I have seen and heard among them,
+I cannot make out what they do that is so virtuous, as to set them
+up for judges of morals. And I am sure they never speak the truth
+about any thing, and there is no sincerity in either their love or
+their friendship. An old Welsh bard here, who wears a waistcoat
+embroidered with leeks, and is called the Green Bard of Cadair
+Idris, says the Scotch would be the best people in the world, if
+there was nobody but themselves to give them a character: and so I
+think would the Londoners. I hate the very thought of them, for I
+do believe they would have broken my heart, if I had not gone out
+of their way. Now I shall write you another letter very soon, and
+describe to you the country, and the people, and the children, and
+how I amuse myself, and every thing that I think you will like to
+hear about; and when I seal this letter, I shall drop a kiss on the
+cover.</p>
+<p>Your loving daughter,</p>
+<p>SUSANNAH TOUCHANDGO.</p>
+<p>P.S. Tell Mr. Robthetill I will write to him in a day or two.
+This is the little song I spoke of:</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,</p>
+<p>My heart is gone, far, far from me;</p>
+<p>And ever on its track will flee,</p>
+<p>My thoughts, my dreams, beyond the sea.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,</p>
+<p>The swallow wanders fast and free:</p>
+<p>Oh! happy bird, were I like thee,</p>
+<p>I, too, would fly beyond the sea.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,</p>
+<p>Are kindly hearts and social glee;</p>
+<p>But here for me they may not be:</p>
+<p>My heart is gone beyond the sea.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.</h2>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE AUTOCRAT&rsquo;S PRAYER.</h3>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Europe! hear the voice that rose</p>
+<p>From the chief of Freedom&rsquo;s foes&mdash;</p>
+<p>When he bade war&rsquo;s thunders roll</p>
+<p>O&rsquo;er the country of the Pole&mdash;</p>
+<p>To his Cossacks on parade</p>
+<p>Thus the Calmuck robber said:</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Mine the might, and mine the right,</p>
+<p>Stir ye, spur ye to the fight&mdash;</p>
+<p>Bare the blade, and strike the blow</p>
+<p>To the heart&rsquo;s core of the foe&mdash;</p>
+<p>Slaughter all the rebel bands</p>
+<p>Found with weapons in their hands;</p>
+<p>On! the holy work of fate</p>
+<p>Russia&rsquo;s God will consecrate.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;&rsquo;Tis decreed that they shall bleed</p>
+<p>For their dark and trait&rsquo;rous deed.</p>
+<p>Poles! to us by conquest given,</p>
+<p>Ye provoke the wrath of Heaven:</p>
+<p>Therefore, purging sword and shot</p>
+<p>Use we must, and spare you not.</p>
+<p>Guardian of our northern faith,</p>
+<p>Guide us to the field of death!</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Ere we&rsquo;ve done, many a one</p>
+<p>Shall weep they ever saw the sun.</p>
+<p>Rouse the noble in his hall</p>
+<p>To a fiery festival;</p>
+<p>Dash the stubborn peasant&rsquo;s mirth&mdash;</p>
+<p>Drown in blood his alien hearth;</p>
+<p>Babe or mother, never falter&mdash;</p>
+<p>Spear the priest before the altar.</p>
+<p>Onward, and avenge our wrong!</p>
+<p>God is good, and Russia strong!&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+<p><em>Englishman&rsquo;s Magazine, No 1.</em></p>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page237" name="page237"></a>[pg
+237]</span>
+<h3>QUEEN ELIZABETH.</h3>
+<p class="note"><em>From a paper on the Fine Arts of old in
+England, in Blackwood&rsquo;s Magazine</em>.</p>
+<p>The sex and character of Elizabeth herself was no weak
+ingredient in the poetic spirit of the time. Loyalty and gallantry
+blended in the adoration paid her; and the supremacy which she
+claimed and exercised over the church, invested her regality with a
+sacred unction that pertained not to feudal sovereigns. It is
+scarce too much to say, that the virgin-queen appropriated the
+Catholic honours of the Virgin Mary. She was as great as Diana of
+the Ephesians. The moon shone but to furnish a type of her bright
+and stainless maidenhood. To magnify her greatness, the humility of
+courtly adulation merged in the ecstasies of Platonic love. She was
+charming by indefeasible right;&mdash;a <em>jure divino</em>
+beauty. Her fascinations multiplied with her wrinkles, and her
+admirers might have anticipated the conceit of Cowley,</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;The antipevistoisis of age</p>
+<p>More inflamed their amorous rage.&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>It is easy for a Whig, or a Puritan, or any other unimaginative
+blockhead, to cry out against all this as nauseous flattery, and
+assert that after all she was rather an unpoetical personage than
+otherwise&mdash;a coarse-minded old maid, half prude, half
+coquette, whose better part was mannish, and all that belonged to
+her sex a ludicrous exaggeration of its weaknesses. But meanwhile,
+they overlook the fact, that not the woman Elizabeth, but the
+Virgin-queen, the royal heroine, is the theme of admiration. Not
+the petty virtues, the pretty sensibilities, the cheap charity, the
+prim decorum, which modern flatterers dwell upon, degrading
+royalty, while they palaver its possessor, but Britannia&rsquo;s
+sacred majesty, enshrined in chaste and lofty womanhood. Our
+ancestors paid their compliments to sex or rank&mdash;ours are
+addressed to the person. There is no flattery where there is no
+falsehood&mdash;no falsehood where there is no deception. Loyalty
+of old was a passion, and passion has a truth of its own&mdash;and
+as language does not always furnish expressions exactly adapted, or
+native to the feeling, what can the loyal poet do, but take the
+most precious portion of the currency, and impress it with the
+mint-mark of his own devoted fancy? Perhaps there never was a more
+panegyrical rhymer than Spenser, and yet, so fine and ethereal is
+his incense, that the breath of morning is not more cool and
+salutary:&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;It falls me here to write of Chastity</p>
+<p>That fayrest virtue, far above the rest.</p>
+<p>For which what needs me fetch from Faery,</p>
+<p>Forreine ensamples it to have exprest,</p>
+<p>Sith it is shrined in my soveraine&rsquo;s brest,</p>
+<p>And form&rsquo;d so lively on each perfect part,</p>
+<p>That to all ladies, who have it protest,</p>
+<p>Needs but behold the pourtraict of her part,</p>
+<p>If pourtray&rsquo;d it might be by any living art;</p>
+<p>But living art may not least part expresse,</p>
+<p>Nor life-resembling pencil it can paint,</p>
+<p>All it were Zeuxis or Praxiteles&mdash;</p>
+<p>His d&aelig;dale hand would faile and greatly faynt,</p>
+<p>And her perfections with his error taynt;</p>
+<p>Ne poet&rsquo;s wit that passeth painter farre&mdash;</p>
+<p>In picturing the parts of beauty daynt,&rdquo; &amp;c.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>But neither Zeuxis nor Praxiteles was called from the dead to
+mar her perfections, nor record her negative charms. Poetry was the
+only art that flourished in the Virgin reign. The pure Gothic,
+after attaining its full efflorescence under Henry VII., departed,
+never to return. The Grecian orders were not only absurdly jumbled
+together, but yet more outrageously conglomerated with the Gothic
+and Arabesque. &ldquo;To gild refined gold&mdash;to paint the
+lily,&rdquo; was all the humour of it. A similar inconsistency
+infected literature. The classic and the romantic (to use those
+terms, which, though popular, are not logically exact) were
+interwoven. The Arcadia and the Fairy Queen are glorious offences,
+which &ldquo;make defect perfection.&rdquo; Perhaps,
+Shakspeare&rsquo;s &ldquo;small Latin and less Greek,&rdquo;
+preserved him from worse anachronisms than any that he has
+committed. Queen Bess&rsquo;s patronage was of the national breed:
+she loved no pictures so well as portraits of herself. As, however,
+her painters have not flattered her, it may not uncharitably be
+concluded that they were no great deacons in their craft. It is a
+much easier thing to assure a homely female, in prose or rhyme,
+that she is beautiful, than to represent her so upon canvass. Her
+effigies are, I believe, pretty numerous, varying in ugliness, but
+none that I have seen even handsome&mdash;prettiness, of course, is
+out of the question. She was fond of finery, but had no taste in
+dress. Her ruff is downright odious; and the liberal exposure of
+her neck and bosom anything but alluring. With all her pearls about
+her, she looks like a pawnbroker&rsquo;s lady bedizened for an
+Easter ball, with all the unredeemed pledges from her
+husband&rsquo;s shop. She seems to have patronized that chimera in
+the ideal or allegorical portrait, at which Reubens and Sir Joshua
+were so often doomed to toil. She would not allow a shadow in her
+picture, arguing, like a Chinese, or a chop-logic, that shade is
+only an accident, and no true property of body. Like Alexander, who
+<span class="pagenum"><a id="page238" name="page238"></a>[pg
+238]</span>forbade all sculptors but Lysippus to carve his image,
+she prohibited all but special cunning limners from drawing her
+effigy. This was in 1563, anno regni 5, while, though no chicken,
+she still was not clean past her youth. This order was probably
+intended to prevent caricatures. At last she quarrelled with her
+looking-glass as well as her painters, and her maids of honour
+removed all mirrors from her apartments, as carefully as Ministers
+exclude opposition papers (we hope not Maga) from the presence of
+our most gracious sovereign. It is even said, that those fair
+nettles of India took advantage of her weakness, to dress her head
+awry, and to apply the rouge to her nose, instead of her cheeks. So
+may the superannuated eagle be pecked at by daws. But the tale is
+not probable. After all, it is but the captious inference of
+witlings and scoffers, that attributes to mere sexual vanity that
+superstitious horror of encroaching age, from which the wisest are
+not always free. It may be, that they shrink from the reflection of
+their wrinkles, not as from the despoilers of beauty, but as from
+the vaunt-couriers of dissolution. In rosy youth, while yet the
+brow is alabaster-veined with Heaven&rsquo;s own tint, and the dark
+tresses turn golden in the sun, the lapse of time is imperceptible
+as the throbbing of a heart at ease. &ldquo;So like, so very like,
+is day to day,&rdquo;&mdash;one primrose scarce more like another.
+Whoever saw their first grey hairs, or marked the crow-feet at the
+angle of their eyes, without a sigh or a tear, a momentous
+self-abasement, a sudden sinking of the soul, a thought that youth
+is flown for ever? None but the blessed few that, having dedicated
+their spring of life to Heaven, behold in the shedding of their
+vernal blossoms, a promise that the season of immortal fruit is
+near. It is a frailty, almost an instance of humanity, to aim at
+concealing that from others, of which ourselves are painfully
+conscious. The herculean Johnson keenly resented the least allusion
+to the shortness of his sight. So entirely is man a social animal,
+so dependent are all his feelings for their very existence upon
+communication and sympathy, that the &ldquo;fee griefs,&rdquo;
+which none but ourselves are privy to, are forgotten as soon as
+they are removed from the senses. The artifices to which so many
+have recourse to conceal their declining years, are often intended
+more to soothe themselves, than to impose on others. This aversion
+to growing old is specially natural and excusable in the celibate
+and the childless. The borrowed curls, the pencilled eyebrows,</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p class="i10">&ldquo;The steely-prison&rsquo;d shape,</p>
+<p>So oft made taper, by constraint of tape,&rdquo;</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<p>the various cosmetic secrets, well-known to the middle ages, not
+only of the softer sex, are not unseemly in a spinster, so long as
+they succeed in making her look young. They are intolerable in a
+mother of any age. But we, my dear Christopher, resigned and
+benevolent old bachelors as we are, can well appreciate the vanity
+of the aged heart, that sees not its youth renewed in any growing
+dearer self. Nothing denotes the advances of life, at once so
+surely and so pleasantly as children springing up around a good
+man&rsquo;s table. Perhaps our famous Queen, in her latter days,
+though full of honours as of years, would gladly have changed
+places with the wife of any yeoman that had a child to receive her
+last blessing, whose few acres were not to pass away to the hungry
+expecting son of a hated rival. Her virginity was not like that of
+Jephthah&rsquo;s daughter, a free-will offering to the Lord. Pride,
+and policy, and disappointment, and, it may be, hopeless,
+self-condemned affection, conspired to perpetuate it. Probably it
+was well for England that no offspring of hers inherited her
+throne. By some strange ordinance of nature, it generally happens
+that these wonderful clever women produce idiots or
+madmen.&mdash;Witness Semiramis, Agrippina, Catherine de Medicis,
+Mary de Medicis, Catherine of Russia, and Lady Wortley Montague.
+One miniature of Elizabeth I have seen, which, though not
+beautiful, is profoundly interesting: it presents her as she was in
+the days of her danger and captivity, when the same wily policy,
+keeping its path, even while it seemed to swerve, was needful to
+preserve her life, that afterwards kept her firm on a throne. Who
+was the artist that produced it? I know not; but it bears the
+strongest marks of authenticity, if to be exactly what a learned
+spirit would fancy Elizabeth&mdash;young, a prisoner, and in
+peril&mdash;be evidence of true portraiture. There is pride, not
+aping humility, but wearing it as a well-beseeming
+habit;&mdash;there is passion, strongly controlled by the will, but
+not extinct, neither dead nor sleeping, but watchful and silent;
+brows sternly sustaining a weight of care, after which a crown
+could be but light; a manly intellect, allied with female
+craft;&mdash;but nonsense! it will be said; no colours whatever
+could represent all this, and that, too, in little, for the picture
+was among Bone&rsquo;s enamels. <span class="pagenum"><a id=
+"page239" name="page239"></a>[pg 239]</span>Well, then, it
+suggested it all. Perhaps the finest Madonna ever painted would be
+no more than a meek, pious, pretty woman, and an innocent child, if
+we knew not whom it was meant for.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE HAUNTED HOUSE.</h3>
+<h4>(<em>By Mrs. Hemans</em>.)</h4>
+<div class="note">
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>I seem like one</p>
+<p>Who treads alone</p>
+<p class="i2">Some banquet-hall deserted,</p>
+<p>Whose lights are fled,</p>
+<p>Whose garlands dead,</p>
+<p class="i2">And all but he, departed.</p>
+</div>
+<p>MOORE.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Seest thou yon grey gleaming hall,</p>
+<p>Where the deep elm shadows fall?</p>
+<p>Voices that have left the earth</p>
+<p class="i2">Long ago,</p>
+<p>Still are murmuring round its hearth,</p>
+<p class="i4">Soft and low:</p>
+<p>Ever there:&mdash;yet one alone</p>
+<p>Hath the gift to hear their tone.</p>
+<p>Guests come thither, and depart,</p>
+<p>Free of step, and light of heart;</p>
+<p>Children, with sweet visions bless&rsquo;d,</p>
+<p>In the haunted chambers rest;</p>
+<p>One alone unslumbering lies</p>
+<p>When the night hath seal&rsquo;d all eyes,</p>
+<p>One quick heart and watchful ear,</p>
+<p>Listening for those whispers clear.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Seest thou where the woodbine-flowers</p>
+<p>O&rsquo;er yon low porch hang in showers?</p>
+<p>Startling faces of the dead,</p>
+<p class="i2">Pale, yet sweet,</p>
+<p>One lone woman&rsquo;s entering tread</p>
+<p class="i4">There still meet!</p>
+<p>Some with young smooth foreheads fair,</p>
+<p>Faintly shining through bright hair;</p>
+<p>Some with reverend locks of snow&mdash;</p>
+<p>All, all buried long ago!</p>
+<p>All, from under deep sea-waves,</p>
+<p>Or the flowers of foreign graves,</p>
+<p>Or the old and banner&rsquo;d aisle,</p>
+<p>Where their high tombs gleam the while,</p>
+<p>Rising, wandering, floating by,</p>
+<p>Suddenly and silently,</p>
+<p>Through their earthly home and place,</p>
+<p>But amidst another race.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Wherefore, unto one alone,</p>
+<p>Are those sounds and visions known?</p>
+<p>Wherefore hath that spell of power</p>
+<p class="i2">Dark and dread,</p>
+<p>On <em>her</em> soul, a baleful dower,</p>
+<p class="i4">Thus been shed?</p>
+<p>Oh! in those deep-seeing eyes,</p>
+<p>No strange gift of mystery lies!</p>
+<p>She is lone where once she moved</p>
+<p>Fair, and happy, and beloved!</p>
+<p>Sunny smiles were glancing round her,</p>
+<p>Tendrils of kind hearts had bound her;</p>
+<p>Now those silver cords are broken,</p>
+<p>Those bright looks have left no token,</p>
+<p>Not one trace on all the earth,</p>
+<p>Save her memory of her mirth.</p>
+<p>She is lone and lingering now,</p>
+<p>Dreams have gather&rsquo;d o&rsquo;er her brow,</p>
+<p>Midst gay song and children&rsquo;s play,</p>
+<p>She is dwelling far away;</p>
+<p>Seeing what none else may see&mdash;</p>
+<p>Haunted still her place must be!</p>
+</div>
+<p><em>New Monthly Magazine</em>.</p>
+</div>
+<hr class="full" />
+<h2>THE GATHERER.</h2>
+<div class="note">
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.</p>
+</div>
+<p>SHAKSPEARE</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<h3>OCTOGENARIAN REMINISCENCES.</h3>
+<p>In 1760, a Mr. Cross was prompter at Drury Lane Theatre, and a
+Mr. Saunders the principal machinist. Saunders laboured under an
+idea that he was qualified for a turf-man, and, like most who are
+afflicted with that disorder, suffered severely. The animals he
+kept, instead of being safe running horses for him, generally made
+him a safe stalking-horse for others. Upon one occasion he came to
+the theatre in great ill-humour, having just received the account
+of a race which he had lost. Cross was busily engaged in writing,
+and cross at the interruption he met with from Saunders&rsquo;s
+repeated exclamations against his jockey; he at length looked up,
+and said impatiently, &ldquo;His fault&mdash;his fault&mdash;how
+was it his fault?&rdquo; &ldquo;Why,&rdquo; said Saunders,
+&ldquo;the d&mdash;d rascal ran my horse against a wagon.&rdquo;
+&ldquo;Umph!&rdquo; replied Cross, &ldquo;I never knew a horse of
+yours that was fit to <em>run against any thing
+else</em>!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>A musician of the name of Goodall, who belonged to the orchestra
+of the Theatre Royal, Richmond, in 1767, was fonder of his, or any
+other man&rsquo;s, bottle than his own bassoon. The natural
+consequence was, that he frequently failed in his attendances at
+the theatre. Upon one occasion, after an absence of a week, he
+returned in the middle of the performances for the evening. A piece
+was being acted called the &ldquo;Intriguing Chambermaid,&rdquo; in
+which there is a character of an old gentleman called <em>Mr.
+Goodall</em>, who comes on as from a journey, followed by a servant
+carrying his portmanteau. To him there enters a lady, <em>Mrs.
+Highman</em>, whose first exclamation is, &ldquo;Bless my eyes,
+what do I see? <em>Mr. Goodall</em> returned?&rdquo; At that
+precise moment Old Goodall happened to put his head into the
+orchestra, and fancying himself addressed, called out, &ldquo;Lord
+bless you, ma&rsquo;am, I&rsquo;ve been here this half
+hour.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Old Storace (the father of the celebrated composer) had lost
+nearly all his teeth at rather an early period of his life. This,
+to one who was decidedly a <em>bon vivant</em>, was a great
+annoyance. A dentist of eminence undertook to supply the defect: he
+drew the few teeth which, remained, and fitted the patient with an
+entire new set, which acted by means of springs, and were removable
+at pleasure. The operation was so skilfully performed, and the
+resemblance so good, that Storace flattered himself that no one
+could discover the deception. Being one day in company with Foster
+(a performer in the Drury Lane orchestra, and one celebrated among
+his companions for quaintness and humour), he said, &ldquo;Now,
+Foster, I&rsquo;ll surprise you&mdash; <span class="pagenum"><a id=
+"page240" name="page240"></a>[pg 240]</span>I&rsquo;ll show you
+something you never could have guessed.&rdquo; So saying, he took
+out the ivory teeth, and exclaimed with an air of triumph,
+&ldquo;There, what do you think of that?&rdquo; &ldquo;Poh!
+nonsense! surprise me,&rdquo; replied Foster, &ldquo;I knew
+perfectly well they were false.&rdquo; &ldquo;How the devil could
+you know that?&rdquo; said Storace. &ldquo;Why,&rdquo; rejoined
+Foster, &ldquo;<em>I never knew anything true come out of your
+mouth!</em>&ldquo;&mdash;<em>Athen&aelig;um</em>.</p>
+<hr />
+<p>The King of Prussia, in his correspondence with Voltaire,
+relates the following anecdote of the Czar Peter, as illustrative
+of Russian despotism:&mdash;&ldquo;I knew Printz, the great marshal
+of the court of Prussia, who had been ambassador to the Czar Peter,
+in the reign of the late king. The commission with which he was
+charged proving very acceptable, the prince was desirous of giving
+him conspicuous marks of his satisfaction, and for this purpose a
+sumptuous banquet was prepared, and to which Printz was invited.
+They drank brandy, as is customary with the Russians, and they
+drank it to a brutal excess. The Czar, who wished to give a
+particular grace to the entertainment, sent for twenty of the
+Strelitz Guards, who were confined in the prisons of Petersburgh,
+and for every large bumper which they drank, this hideous monster
+struck-off the head of one of these wretches. As a particular mark
+of respect, this unnatural prince was desirous of procuring the
+ambassador the pleasure (as he called it) of trying his skill upon
+these miserable creatures. The Czar was disposed to be angry at his
+refusal, and could not help betraying signs of his
+displeasure.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>W.G.C.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>POSTHUMOUS HONOURS.</h3>
+<p>Poliarchus, the Athenian, according to &AElig;lian, when any of
+the dogs or cocks that he particularly loved, happened to die, was
+so foolish as to honour them with a public funeral, and buried them
+with great pomp, accompanied by his friends, whom he invited on the
+<em>solemn</em> occasion. Afterwards he caused monumental pillars
+to be erected, on which were engraven their epitaphs.<a id=
+"footnotetag4" name="footnotetag4"></a><a href=
+"#footnote4"><sup>4</sup></a></p>
+<p>JOHN ESLAH.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.</h3>
+<p>Ascham, in the Epistle prefixed to his &ldquo;Toxophilus,&rdquo;
+1571, observes that</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Manye Englishe writers usinge straunge wordes as Lattine,
+Frenche, and Italian, do make al thinges darke and harde.
+Ones,&rdquo; says he, &ldquo;I communed with a man which reasoned
+the Englishe tongue to be enriched and encreased thereby, sayinge,
+Who will not prayse that feast, where a man shall drincke at a
+dinner both wyne, ale, and beere? Truly (quoth I) they be al good
+every one taken by itself alone; but if you put malmesye and sack,
+redde wyne and white, ale and beere, and al in one pot, you shall
+make a drinke neither easye to be knowen, nor holsom for the
+bodye.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>A.V.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>ROYAL WISH.</h3>
+<p>When King James I. first saw the public library at Oxford, and
+perceived the little chains by which the books were fastened, he
+expressed his wish that if ever it should be his fate to be a
+prisoner, this library might be his prison, those books his fellow
+prisoners, and the chains his fetters.</p>
+<p>J.E.H.</p>
+<hr />
+<h3>EPITAPH</h3>
+<p><em>On a Marine Officer, in the churchyard of Burwick-in-Elmet,
+Yorkshire.</em></p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Here lies, retired from busy scenes,</p>
+<p>A first lieutenant of Marines,</p>
+<p>Who lately lived in gay content,</p>
+<p>On board the brave ship Diligent.</p>
+</div>
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Now stripp&rsquo;d of all his warlike show,</p>
+<p>And laid in box of elm below,</p>
+<p>Confin&rsquo;d in earth in narrow borders,</p>
+<p>He rises not till further orders.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<hr />
+<h3>ANNUAL OF SCIENCE.</h3>
+<p>This Day is published, price 5s.</p>
+<p>ARCANA of SCIENCE, and ANNUAL REGISTER of the USEFUL ARTS for
+1831.</p>
+<p>Comprising POPULAR INVENTIONS, IMPROVEMENTS, and DISCOVERIES
+Abridged from the Transactions of Public Societies and Scientific
+Journals of the past year. With several Engravings.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;One of the best and cheapest books of the
+day.&rdquo;&mdash;<em>Mag. Nat. Hist.</em></p>
+<p>&ldquo;An annual register of new inventions and improvements in
+a popular form like this, cannot fail to be
+useful.&rdquo;&mdash;<em>Lit. Gaz.</em></p>
+<p>Printed for JOHN LIMBIRD, 143. Strand;&mdash;of whom may be had
+the Volumes for the three preceding years.</p>
+<hr class="full" />
+<blockquote class="footnote"><a id="footnote1" name=
+"footnote1"></a> <b>Footnote 1</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag1">(return)</a>
+<p>This charming, accomplished poetess has addressed one of her
+most beautiful &ldquo;Elegiac Sonnets&rdquo; to this inspiring
+River. Her tender image of the &ldquo;infant Otway&rdquo; is,
+however, borrowed from a stanza in Collins&rsquo;s inimitable
+&ldquo;Ode to Pity:&rdquo;&mdash;</p>
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>&ldquo;Wild Arun, too, has heard thy strains</p>
+<p>And echo &rsquo;midst my native plains</p>
+<p>Been sooth&rsquo;d by Pity&rsquo;s lute;</p>
+<p>There first the wren thy myrtles shed</p>
+<p>On gentlest Otway&rsquo;s <em>infant head</em>&mdash;</p>
+<p>To him thy cell was shown,&rdquo; &amp;c.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+<a id="footnote2" name="footnote2"></a> <b>Footnote 2</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag2">(return)</a>
+<p>We have the pleasure of informing our esteemed correspondent,
+H.H. of Twickenham, that the very interesting memorial of GRAY, to
+which he alluded in his last letter, will illustrate an early
+number of the <em>Mirror</em>.</p>
+<a id="footnote3" name="footnote3"></a> <b>Footnote 3</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag3">(return)</a>
+<p>Raleigh, it will be recollected, became Spencer&rsquo;s patron,
+upon the death of Sir Philip Sidney, whom he celebrates under the
+title of &ldquo;The Shepherd of the Ocean.&rdquo; Raleigh also
+ensured Spencer the favour of Elizabeth, a pension of 50l. per
+annum, and the distinction of her laureate.&mdash;ED.</p>
+<a id="footnote4" name="footnote4"></a> <b>Footnote 4</b>: <a href=
+"#footnotetag4">(return)</a>
+<p>The late Duchess of York paid the latter honours to her little
+canine friends, at Oatlands.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<hr class="full" />
+<p><em>Printed and Published by J LIMBIRD, 143, Strand, (near
+Somerset House,) London; sold by ERNEST FLEISCHER, 626, New Market,
+Leipsic; G.G. BENNIS, 55, Rue Neuve, St. Augustin, Paris; and by
+all Newsmen and Booksellers.</em></p>
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and
+Instruction, by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
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+Title: The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction
+       Vol. 17, No. 483., Saturday, April 2, 1831
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: June 18, 2004 [EBook #12645]
+
+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MIRROR OF LITERATURE, NO. 483 ***
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+THE MIRROR OF LITERATURE, AMUSEMENT, AND INSTRUCTION.
+
+VOL. 17, No. 483.] SATURDAY, APRIL 2, 1831. [PRICE 2d.
+
+
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+[Illustration: GROTTO AT ASCOT PLACE.]
+
+
+Here is a picturesque contrivance of Art to embellish Nature. We have
+seen many such labours, but none with more satisfaction than the Grotto
+at Ascot Place.
+
+This estate is in the county of Surrey, five miles south-east from
+Windsor, on the side of Ascot Heath, near Winkfield. The residence was
+erected by Andrew Lindergreen, Esq.; at whose death it was sold to
+Daniel Agace, Esq., who has evinced considerable taste in the
+arrangement of the grounds. The house is of brick, with wings. On the
+adjoining lawn, a circular Corinthian temple produces a very pleasing
+effect. The gem of the estate is, however, the above Grotto, which is
+situate at the end of a canal running through the grounds. Upon this
+labour of leisure much expense and good taste have been bestowed. It
+consists of four rooms, but one only, for the refreshing pastime of tea
+drinking, appears to be completed. It is almost entirely covered with a
+white spar, intermixed with curious and unique specimens of polished
+pebbles and petrifactions. The ceiling is ornamented with pendants of
+the same material; and the whole, when under the influence of a
+strong sun, has an almost magical effect. These and other decorations of
+the same grounds were executed by a person named Turnbull, who was
+employed here for several years by Mr. Agace. Our View is copied from
+one of a series of engravings by Mr. Hakewill, the ingenious architect;
+these illustrations being supplementary to that gentleman's quarto
+_History of Windsor_.
+
+We request the reader to enjoy with us the delightful repose--the cool
+and calm retreat--of the Engraving. Be he never so indifferent a lover
+of Nature, he must admire its picturesque beauty; or be he never so
+enthusiastic, he must regard with pleasure the ingenuity of the artist.
+To an amateur, the pursuit of decorating grounds is one of the most
+interesting and intellectual amusements of retirement. We have
+worshipped from dewy morn till dusky eve in rustic temples and "cool
+grots," and have sometimes aided in their construction. The roots,
+limbs, and trunks of trees, and straw or reeds, are all the materials
+required to build these hallowed and hallowing shrines. We call them
+hallowing, because they are either built, or directed to be built, in
+adoration of the beauties of Nature; who, in turn, mantles them with
+endless varieties of lichens and mosses. In the Rookery adjoining John
+Evelyn's "Wotton" were many such temples dedicated to sylvan deities:
+one of them, to Pan, consists of a pediment supported by four rough
+trunks of trees, the walls being of moss and laths, and enclosed with
+tortuous limbs. Beneath the pediment is the following apposite line from
+Virgil:
+
+  Pan curat oves oviumque magistros.
+  Pan, guardian of the sheep and shepherds too.
+
+Yet the building is not merely ornamental, for the back serves as a
+cow-house!
+
+Pope's love of grotto-building has made it a poetical amusement. Who
+does not remember his grotto at Twickenham--
+
+          The EGERIAN GROT,
+  Where, nobly pensive, ST. JOHN sat and thought;
+  Where British sighs from dying _Wyndham_ stole,
+  And the bright flame was shot through Marchmont's soul.
+  Let such, such only, tread this sacred floor,
+  Who dare to love their COUNTRY, and be poor.
+
+--The Grotto, has, however, crumbled to the dilapidations of time, and
+the pious thefts of visiters; but, proud are we to reflect that the
+poetry of the great genius who dictated its erection--LIVES; and his
+fame is untarnished by the canting reproach of the critics of our time.
+True it is that the best, or ripest fruit, is always most pecked at.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+FAIRY SONG.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+  Slowly o'er the mountain's brow
+    Rosy light is dawning;
+  See! the stars are fading now
+    In the beam of morning.
+  Yonder soft approaching ray
+  Bids us, Fairies, haste away.
+
+  Fairy guardians, watching o'er
+    Flowers of tender blossom,
+  Chilling damps descend no more,
+    And the flow'ret's bosom,
+  Opening to th' approaching day,
+  Bids ye, Fairies, haste away.
+
+  Hark! the lonely bird of night
+    Stays its notes of sadness;
+  Early birds, that hail the light,
+    Soon shall wake to gladness.
+  Philomel's concluding lay
+  Bids us follow night away.
+
+  Ye that guard the infant's rest,
+    Or watch the maiden's pillow;--
+  Demons seek their home unblest
+    'Neath Ocean's deepest billow:
+  Harmless now the dreams that play
+  O'er slumbering eyes, then haste away.
+
+  Farewell lovely scenes, that here
+    Wait the day god's shining;
+  We must follow Dian's sphere
+    O'er the hills declining.
+  Brighter comes the beam of day--
+  Haste ye, Fairies, haste away.
+
+G.J.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+DREAMS PRODUCED BY WHISPERING IN THE SLEEPER'S EAR.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+    Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes;
+    When monarch Reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
+
+  DRYDEN.
+
+
+Dr. Abercrombie, in his work on the Intellectual Powers, has recorded
+several instances of remarkable dreams.--Among them is the following
+extraordinary instance of the power which may be exercised over some
+persons while asleep, of creating dreams by whispering in their ears. An
+officer in the expedition to Lanisburg, in 1758, had this peculiarity in
+so remarkable a degree, that his companions in the transport were in the
+constant habit of amusing themselves at his expense. It had more effect
+when the voice was that of a friend familiar to him. At one time they
+conducted him through the whole progress of a quarrel, which ended in a
+duel, and when the parties were supposed to be met, a pistol was put
+into his hand, which he fired, and was awakened by the report. On
+another occasion they found him asleep on the top of a locker, or
+bunker, in the cabin, when they made him believe he had fallen
+overboard, and exhorted him to save himself by swimming. They then told
+him a shark was pursuing him, and entreated him to dive for his life;
+this he instantly did, but with such force as to throw himself from the
+locker to the cabin floor, by which he was much bruised, and awakened of
+course. After the landing of the army at Lanisburg, his companions found
+him one day asleep in the tent, and evidently much annoyed by the
+cannonading. They then made him believe he was engaged, when he
+expressed great fear, and an evident disposition to run away. Against
+this they remonstrated, but at the same time increased his fears by
+imitating the groans of the wounded and the dying; and when he asked, as
+he sometimes did, who were down, they named his particular friends. At
+last they told him that the man next him in the line had fallen, when he
+instantly sprang from his bed, rushed out of the tent, and was roused
+from his danger and his dream together, by falling over the tent ropes.
+
+By the by, all this is quite contrary to Dryden's theory, who says--
+
+  "As one who in a frightful dream would shun
+  His pressing foe, _labours in vain_ to run;
+  And his own slowness in his sleep bemoans,
+  With thick short sighs, weak cries, and tender groans."
+
+And again, in his Virgil--
+
+  "When heavy sleep has closed the sight,
+  And sickly fancy labours in the night,
+  We seem to run, and, destitute of force,
+  Our sinking limbs forsake us in the course;
+  In vain we heave for breath--_in vain we cry_--
+  _The nerves unbraced, their usual strength deny,
+  And on the tongue the flattering accents die_."
+
+Now this man seems to have had the use not only of his limbs, but of his
+faculty of speech, while dreaming; and it was not till after he awoke
+that he felt the oppression Dryden describes; for it is stated, that
+when he awoke he had no distinct recollection of his dream, but only a
+confused feeling of oppression and fatigue, and used to tell his
+companions that he was sure they had been playing some trick upon him.
+
+W.A.R.
+
+P.S. This is a sleepy article; and I would warn its reader to endeavour
+not to fall asleep over it, and thus endanger his falling over his
+chair; and lest some familiar friend or _chere amie_ should, finding
+his instructions in his hand, take the opportunity of making the
+experiment, and may be create a little jealous quarrel or so.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+SONNET TO THE RIVER ARUN.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+  Pure Stream! whose waters gently glide along,
+  In murmuring cadence to the Poet's ear,
+  Who, stretch'd at ease your flowery banks among,
+  Views with delight your glassy surface clear,
+  Roll pleasing on through Otways sainted wood;
+  Where "musing Pity" still delights to mourn,
+  And kiss the spot where oft her votary stood,
+  Or hang fresh cypress o'er his weeping urn;--
+  Here, too, retir'd from Folly's scenes afar,
+  His powerful shell first studious Collins strung;
+  Whilst Fancy, seated in her rainbow car,
+  Round him her flowers Parnassian wildly flung.
+  Stream of the Bards! oft Hayley linger'd here;
+  And Charlotte Smith[1] hath grac'd thy current with a tear.
+
+_The Author of "A Tradesman's Lays." No. 85, Leather Lane._
+
+
+    [1] This charming, accomplished poetess has addressed one of her
+        most beautiful "Elegiac Sonnets" to this inspiring River.
+        Her tender image of the "infant Otway" is, however, borrowed
+        from a stanza in Collins's inimitable "Ode to Pity:"--
+
+          "Wild Arun, too, has heard thy strains
+          And echo 'midst my native plains
+          Been sooth'd by Pity's lute;
+          There first the wren thy myrtles shed
+          On gentlest Otway's _infant head_--
+          To him thy cell was shown," &c.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+RETROSPECTIVE GLEANINGS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANCIENT BLACK BOOKS, &c.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+The Black Book of the Exchequer is said to have been composed in the
+year 1175, by Gervase of Tilbury, nephew of King Henry the Second. It
+contains a description of the court of England, as it then stood, its
+officers, their ranks, privileges, wages, perquisites, powers, and
+jurisdictions; and the revenues of the crown, both in money, grain, and
+cattle. Here we find, that for one shilling, as much bread might be
+bought as would serve a hundred men a whole day; and the price for a fat
+bullock was only twelve shillings, and a sheep four, &c. At the end of
+this book are the Annals of William of Worcester, which contain notes on
+the affairs of his own times.
+
+The Black Book of the English Monasteries was a detail of the scandalous
+enormities practised in religious houses: compiled by order of the
+visiters, under King Henry the Eighth, to blacken them, and thus hasten
+their dissolution.
+
+Books which relate to necromancy are called Black Books.
+
+Black-rent, or Black-mail, was a certain rate of money, corn, cattle, or
+other consideration, paid (says Cowell) to men allied with robbers, to
+be by them protected from the danger of such as usually rob or steal.
+
+  P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANCIENT STATE OF PANCRAS.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+Brewer, in his "London and Middlesex," says--"When a visitation of the
+church of Pancras was made, in the year 1251, there were only forty
+houses in the parish." The desolate situation of the village, in the
+latter part of the 16th century, is emphatically described by Norden, in
+his "Speculum Britanniae." After noticing the solitary condition of the
+church, he says--"Yet about the structure have bin manie buildings, now
+decaied, leaving poore Pancrast without companie or comfort." In some
+manuscript additions to his work, the same writer has the following
+observations:--"Although this place be, as it were, forsaken of all, and
+true men seldom frequent the same, but upon deveyne occasions, yet it is
+visayed by thieves, who assemble not there to pray, but to waite for
+prayer; and many fall into their handes, clothed, that are glad when
+they are escaped naked. Walk not there too late."
+
+Pancras is said to have been a parish before the Conquest, and is
+mentioned in Domesday Book. It derived its name from the saint to whom
+the church is dedicated--a youthful Phrygian nobleman, who suffered
+death under the Emperor Dioclesian, for his adherence to the Christian
+faith.
+
+P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+SALT AMONG THE ANCIENT GREEKS.
+
+(_For the Mirror._)
+
+
+Potter, in his "Antiquities of Greece," says--"Salt was commonly set
+before strangers, before they tasted the victuals provided for them;
+whereby was intimated, that as salt does consist of aqueous and terrene
+particles, mixed and united together, or as it is a concrete of several
+aqueous parts, so the stranger and the person by whom he was entertained
+should, from the time of their tasting salt together, maintain a
+constant union of love and friendship."
+
+Others tell us, that salt being apt to preserve flesh from corruption,
+signified, that the friendship which was then begun should be firm and
+lasting; and some, to mention no more different opinions concerning this
+matter, think, that a regard was had to the purifying quality of salt,
+which was commonly used in lustrations, and that it intimated that
+friendship ought to be free from all design and artifice, jealousy and
+suspicion.
+
+It may be, the ground of this custom was only this, that salt was
+constantly used at all entertainments, both of the gods and men, whence
+a particular sanctity was believed to be lodged in it: it is hence
+called divine salt by Homer, and holy salt by others; and by placing of
+salt on the table, a sort of blessing was thought to be conveyed to
+them. To have eaten at the same table was esteemed an inviolable
+obligation to friendship; and to transgress the salt at the table--that
+is, to break the laws of hospitality, and to injure one by whom any
+person had been entertained--was accounted one of the blackest crimes:
+hence that exaggerating interrogation of Demosthenes, "Where is the
+salt? where the hospital tables?" for in despite of these, he had been
+the author of these troubles. And the crime of Paris in stealing Helena
+is aggravated by Cassandra, upon this consideration, that he had
+contemned the salt, and overturned the hospital table.
+
+P.T.W.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE NOVELIST.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE GAMESTER'S DAUGHTER.
+
+_From the Confessions of an Ambitious Student._
+
+
+A fit, one bright spring morning, came over me--a fit of poetry. From
+that time the disorder increased, for I indulged it; and though such of
+my performances as have been seen by friendly eyes have been looked upon
+as mediocre enough, I still believe, that if ever I could win a lasting
+reputation, it would be through that channel. Love usually accompanies
+poetry, and, in my case, there was no exception to the rule.
+
+"There was a slender, but pleasant brook, about two miles from our
+house, to which one or two of us were accustomed, in the summer days, to
+repair to bathe and saunter away our leisure hours. To this favourite
+spot I one day went alone, and crossing a field which led to the brook,
+I encountered two ladies, with one of whom, having met her at some house
+in the neighbourhood, I had a slight acquaintance. We stopped to speak
+to each other, and I saw the face of her companion. Alas! were I to live
+ten thousand lives, there would never be a moment in which I could be
+alone--nor sleeping, and that face not with me!
+
+"My acquaintance introduced us to each other. I walked home with them to
+the house of Miss D----(so was the strange, who was also the younger
+lady named.) The next day I called upon her; the acquaintance thus
+commenced did not droop; and, notwithstanding our youth--for Lucy D----
+was only seventeen, and I nearly a year younger--we soon loved, and with
+a love, which, full of poesy and dreaming, as from our age it
+necessarily must have been, was not less durable, nor less heart-felt,
+than if it had arisen from the deeper and more earthly sources in which
+later life only hoards its affections.
+
+"Oh, God! how little did I think of what our young folly entailed upon
+us! We delivered ourselves up to the dictates of our hearts, and forgot
+that there was a future. Neither of us had any ulterior design; we did
+not think--poor children that we were--of marriage, and settlements, and
+consent of relations. We touched each other's hands, and were happy; we
+read poetry together--and when we lifted up our eyes from the page,
+those eyes met, and we did not know why our hearts beat so violently;
+and at length, when we spake of love, and when we called each other Lucy
+and ----; when we described all that we had thought in absence--and all
+we had felt when present--when we sat with our hands locked each in
+each--and at last, growing bolder, when in the still and quiet
+loneliness of a summer twilight we exchanged our first kiss, we did not
+dream that the world forbade what seemed to us so natural; nor--feeling
+in our own hearts the impossibility of change--did we ever ask whether
+this sweet and mystic state of existence was to last for ever!
+
+"Lucy was an only child; her father was a man of wretched character. A
+profligate, a gambler--ruined alike in fortune, hope, and reputation, he
+was yet her only guardian and protector. The village in which we both
+resided was near London; there Mr. D---- had a small cottage, where he
+left his daughter and his slender establishment for days, and
+sometimes for weeks together, while he was engaged in equivocal
+speculations--giving no address, and engaged in no professional mode of
+life. Lucy's mother had died long since, of a broken heart--(that fate,
+too, was afterwards her daughter's)--so that this poor girl was
+literally without a monitor or a friend, save her own innocence--and,
+alas! innocence is but a poor substitute for experience. The lady with
+whom I had met her had known her mother, and she felt compassion for the
+child. She saw her constantly, and sometimes took her to her own house,
+whenever she was in the neighbourhood; but that was not often, and only
+for a few days at a time. Her excepted, Lucy had no female friend.
+
+"One evening we were to meet at a sequestered and lonely part of the
+brook's course, a spot which was our usual rendezvous. I waited
+considerably beyond the time appointed, and was just going sorrowfully
+away when she appeared. As she approached, I saw that she was in
+tears--and she could not for several moments speak for weeping. At
+length I learned that her father had just returned home, after a long
+absence--that he had announced his intention of immediately quitting
+their present home and going to a distant part of the country,
+or--perhaps even abroad.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+"It is an odd thing in the history of the human heart, that the times
+most sad to experience are often the most grateful to recall; and of all
+the passages in our brief and checkered love, none have I clung to so
+fondly or cherished so tenderly, as the remembrance of that desolate and
+tearful hour. We walked slowly home, speaking very little, and lingering
+on the way--and my arm was round her waist all the time. There was a
+little stile at the entrance of the garden round Lucy's home, and
+sheltered as it was by trees and bushes, it was there, whenever we met,
+we took our last adieu--and there that evening we stopped, and lingered
+over our parting words and our parting kiss--and at length, when I tore
+myself away, I looked back and saw her in the sad and grey light of the
+evening still there, still watching, still weeping! What, what hours of
+anguish and gnawing of heart must one, who loved so kindly and so
+entirely as she did, have afterwards endured.
+
+"As I lay awake that night, a project, natural enough, darted across me.
+I would seek Lucy's father, communicate our attachment, and sue for his
+approbation. We might, indeed, be too young for marriage--but we could
+wait, and love each other in the meanwhile. I lost no time in following
+up this resolution. The next day, before noon, I was at the door of
+Lucy's cottage--I was in the little chamber that faced the garden, alone
+with her father.
+
+"A boy forms strange notions of a man who is considered a scoundrel. I
+was prepared to see one of fierce and sullen appearance, and to meet
+with a rude and coarse reception. I found in Mr. D---- a person who
+early accustomed--(for he was of high birth)--to polished society, still
+preserved, in his manner and appearance, its best characteristics. His
+voice was soft and bland; his face, though haggard and worn, retained
+the traces of early beauty; and a courteous and attentive ease of
+deportment had been probably improved by the habits of deceiving others,
+rather than impaired. I told our story to this man, frankly and fully.
+When I had done, he rose; he took me by the hand; he expressed some
+regret, yet some satisfaction, at what he had heard. He was sensible how
+much peculiar circumstances had obliged him to leave his daughter
+unprotected; he was sensible, also, that from my birth and future
+fortunes, my affection did honour to the object of my choice. Nothing
+would have made him so happy, so proud, had I been older--had I been my
+own master. But I and he, alas! must be aware that my friends and
+guardians would never consent to my forming any engagement at so
+premature an age, and they and the world would impute the blame to him;
+for calumny (he added in a melancholy tone) had been busy with his name,
+and any story, however false or idle, would be believed of one who was
+out of the world's affections.
+
+"All this, and much more, did he say; and I pitied him while he spoke.
+Our conference then ended in nothing fixed;--but--he asked me to dine
+with him the next day. In a word, while he forbade me at present to
+recur to the subject, he allowed me to see his daughter as often as I
+pleased: this lasted for about ten days. At the end of that time, when I
+made my usual morning visit, I saw D---- alone; he appeared much
+agitated. He was about, he said, to be arrested. He was undone for
+ever--and his poor daughter!--he could say no more--his manly heart was
+overcome--and he hid his face with his hands. I attempted to console
+him, and inquired the sum necessary to relieve him. It was considerable;
+and on hearing it named, my power of consolation I deemed over at once.
+I was mistaken. But why dwell on so hacknied a topic as that of a
+sharper on the one hand, and a dupe on the other? I saw a gentleman of
+the tribe of Israel--I raised a sum of money, to be repaid when I came
+of age, and that sum was placed in D----'s hands. My intercourse with
+Lucy continued; but not long. This matter came to the ears of one who
+had succeeded my poor aunt, now no more, as my guardian. He saw D----,
+and threatened him with penalties, which the sharper did not dare to
+brave. My guardian was a man of the world; he said nothing to me on the
+subject, but he begged me to accompany him on a short tour through a
+neighbouring county. I took leave of Lucy only for a few days as I
+imagined. I accompanied my guardian--was a week absent--returned--and
+hastened to the cottage; it was shut up--an old woman opened the
+door--they were gone, father and daughter, none knew whither!
+
+"It was now that my guardian disclosed his share in this event, so
+terribly unexpected by me. He unfolded the arts of D----; he held up his
+character in its true light. I listened to him patiently, while he
+proceeded thus far; but when, encouraged by my silence, he attempted to
+insinuate that Lucy was implicated in her father's artifices--that she
+had lent herself to decoy, to the mutual advantage of sire and daughter,
+the inexperienced heir of considerable fortunes,--my rage and
+indignation exploded at once. High words ensued. I defied his
+authority--I laughed at his menaces--I openly declared my resolution of
+tracing Lucy to the end of the world, and marrying her the instant she
+was found. Whether or not that my guardian had penetrated sufficiently
+into my character to see that force was not the means by which I was to
+be guided, I cannot say; but he softened from his tone at
+last--apologized for his warmth--condescended to soothe and
+remonstrate--and our dispute ended in a compromise. I consented to leave
+Mr. S----, and to spend the next year, preparatory to my going to the
+university, with my guardian: he promised, on the other hand, that if,
+at the end of that year, I still wished to discover Lucy, he would throw
+no obstacles in the way of my search. I was ill-contented with this
+compact; but I was induced to it by my firm persuasion that Lucy would
+write to me, and that we should console each other, at least, by a
+knowledge of our mutual situation and our mutual constancy. In this
+persuasion, I insisted on remaining six weeks longer with S----, and
+gained my point; and that any letter Lucy might write, might not be
+exposed to any officious intervention from S----, or my guardian's
+satellites, I walked every day to meet the postman who was accustomed to
+bring our letters. None came from Lucy. Afterwards, I learned that
+D----, whom my guardian had wisely bought, as well as intimidated, had
+intercepted three letters which she had addressed to me, in her
+unsuspecting confidence--and that she only ceased to write when she
+ceased to believe in me.
+
+"I went to reside with my guardian. A man of a hospitable and liberal
+turn, his house was always full of guests, who were culled from the most
+agreeable circles in London. We lived in a perpetual round of amusement;
+and my uncle, who thought I should be rich enough to afford to be
+ignorant, was more anxious that I should divert my mind, than instruct
+it. Well, this year passed slowly and sadly away, despite of the gaiety
+around me; and, at the end of that time, I left my uncle to go to the
+university; but I first lingered in London to make inquiries after
+D----. I could learn no certain tidings of him, but heard that the most
+probable place to find him was a certain gaming-house in K---- Street.
+Thither I repaired forthwith. It was a haunt of no delicate and
+luxurious order of vice; the chain attached to the threshold indicated
+suspicion of the spies of justice; and a grim and sullen face peered
+jealously upon me before I was suffered to ascend the filthy and noisome
+staircase. But my search was destined to a brief end. At the head of the
+_Rouge et Noir_ table, facing my eyes the moment I entered the evil
+chamber, was the marked and working countenance of D----.
+
+"He did not look up--no, not once, all the time he played; he won
+largely--rose with a flushed face and trembling hand--descended the
+stairs--stopped in a room below, where a table was spread with meats and
+wine--took a large tumbler of Madeira, and left the house. I had waited
+patiently--I had followed him with a noiseless step--I now drew my
+breath hard, clenched my hands, as if to nerve myself for a contest--and
+as he paused a moment under one of the lamps, seemingly in doubt whither
+to go--I laid my hand on his shoulder, and uttered his name. His eyes
+wandered with a leaden and dull gaze over my face before he remembered
+me. _Then_ he recovered his usual bland smile and soft tone. He
+grasped my unwilling hand, and inquired with the tenderness of a parent
+after my health. I did not heed his words. 'Your daughter,' said I,
+convulsively.
+
+"'Ah! you were old friends,' quoth he, smiling; 'you have recovered that
+folly, I hope. Poor thing! she will be happy to see an old friend. You
+know of course--
+
+"'What?' for he hesitated.
+
+"'That Lucy is married!'
+
+"'Married!' and as that word left my lips, it seemed as if my very life,
+my very soul, had gushed forth also in the sound. When--oh! when, in the
+night-watch and the daily yearning, when, whatever might have been my
+grief or wretchedness, or despondency, when had I dreamt, when imaged
+forth even the outline of a doom like this? Married! my Lucy, my fond,
+my constant, my pure-hearted, and tender Lucy! Suddenly, all the chilled
+and revolted energies of my passions seemed to re-act, and rush back
+upon me. I seized that smiling and hollow wretch with a fierce grasp.
+'You have done this--you have broken her heart--you have crushed mine! I
+curse you in her name and my own!--I curse you from the bottom and with
+all the venom of my soul!--Wretch! wretch! and he was as a reed in my
+hands.'
+
+"'Madman,' said he, as at last he extricated himself from my gripe, 'my
+daughter married with her free consent, and to one far better fitted to
+make her happy than you. Go, go--I forgive you--I also was once in love,
+and with _her_ mother!'
+
+"I did not answer--I let him depart.
+
+"It was a little while after this interview--but I mention it now, for
+there is no importance in the quarter from which I heard it--that I
+learned some few particulars of Lucy's marriage. There was, and still
+is, in the world's gossip, a strange story of a rich, foolish man, awed
+as well as gulled by a sharper, and of a girl torn to a church with a
+violence so evident that the priest refused the ceremony. But the rite
+was afterwards solemnized by special license, in private, and at night.
+The pith of that story has truth, and Lucy was at once the heroine and
+victim of the romance. Now, then, I turn to somewhat a different strain
+in my narrative.
+
+"You, A----, who know so well the habits of a university _life_,
+need not be told how singularly monotonous and contemplative it may be
+made to a lonely man. The first year I was there, I mixed, as you may
+remember, in none of the many circles into which that curious and motley
+society is split. My only recreation was in long and companionless
+rides; and in the flat and dreary country around our university, the
+cheerless aspect of nature fed the idle melancholy at my heart. In the
+second year of my college life, I roused myself a little from my
+seclusion, and rather by accident than design--you will remember that my
+acquaintance was formed among the men considered most able and promising
+of our time. In the summer of that year, I resolved to make a bold
+effort to harden my mind and conquer its fastidious reserve; and I set
+out to travel over the North of England, and the greater part of
+Scotland, in the humble character of a pedestrian tourist. Nothing ever
+did my character more solid good than that experiment. I was thrown
+among a thousand varieties of character; I was continually forced into
+bustle and action, and into _providing for myself_--that great and
+indelible lesson towards permanent independence of character.
+
+"One evening, in an obscure part of Cumberland, I was seeking a short
+cut to a neighbouring village through a gentleman's grounds, in which
+there was a public path. Just within sight of the house (which was an
+old, desolate building, in the architecture of James the First, with
+gable-ends and dingy walls, and deep-sunk, gloomy windows,) I perceived
+two ladies at a little distance before me; one seemed in weak and
+delicate health, for she walked slowly and with pain, and stopped often
+as she leaned on her companion. I lingered behind, in order not to pass
+them abruptly; presently, they turned away towards the house, and I saw
+them no more. Yet that frail and bending form, as I too soon afterwards
+learned--that form, which I did not recognise--which, by a sort of
+fatality, I saw only in a glimpse, and yet for the last time on
+earth,--that form--was the wreck of Lucy D----!
+
+"Unconscious of this event in my destiny, I left that neighbourhood, and
+settled for some weeks on the borders of the Lake Keswick. There, one
+evening, a letter, re-directed to me from London, reached me. The
+hand-writing was that of Lucy; but the trembling and slurred characters,
+so different from that graceful ease which was wont to characterize all
+she did, filled me, even at the first glance, with alarm. This is the
+letter--read it--you will know, then, what I have lost:--
+
+"'I write to you, my dear, my unforgotten ----, the last letter this
+hand will ever trace. Till now, it would have been a crime to write to
+you; perhaps it is so still--but dying as I am, and divorced from all
+earthly thoughts and remembrances, save yours, I feel that I cannot
+quite collect my mind for the last hour until I have given you the
+blessing of one whom you loved once; and when that blessing is given, I
+think I can turn away from your image, and sever willingly the last tie
+that binds me to earth. I will not afflict you by saying what I have
+suffered since we parted--with what anguish I thought of what _you_
+would feel when you found me gone--and with what cruel, what fearful
+violence, I was forced into becoming the wretch I now am. I was hurried,
+I was driven, into a dreadful and bitter duty--but I thank God that I
+have fulfilled it. What, what have I done, to have been made so
+miserable throughout life as I have been! I ask my heart, and tax my
+conscience--and every night I think over the sins of the day; they do
+not seem to me heavy, yet my penance has been very great. For the last
+two years, I do sincerely think that there has not been one day which I
+have not marked with tears. But enough of this, and of myself. You,
+dear, dear L----, let me turn to you! Something at my heart tells me
+that you have not forgotten that once we were the world to each other,
+and even through the changes and the glories of a man's life, I think
+you will not forget it. True, L----, that I was a poor and friendless,
+and not too-well educated girl, and altogether unworthy of your destiny;
+but you did not think so then--and when you have lost me, it is a sad,
+but it is a real comfort, to feel that that thought will never occur to
+you. Your memory will invest me with a thousand attractions and graces I
+did not possess, and all that you recall of me will be linked with the
+freshest and happiest thoughts of that period of life in which you first
+beheld me. And this thought, dearest L----, sweetens death to me--and
+sometimes it comforts me for what has been. Had our lot been
+otherwise--had we been united, and had you survived your love for me
+(and what more probable!) my lot would have been darker even than it has
+been. I know not how it is--perhaps from my approaching death--but I
+seem to have grown old, and to have obtained the right to be your
+monitor and warner. Forgive me, then, if I implore you to think
+earnestly and deeply of the great ends of life; think of them as one
+might think who is anxious to gain a distant home, and who will not be
+diverted from his way. Oh! could you know how solemn and thrilling a joy
+comes over me as I nurse the belief, the certainty, that we shall meet
+at length, and for ever! Will not that hope also animate you, and guide
+you unerring through the danger and the evil of this entangled life?
+
+"May God bless you, and watch over you--may He comfort and cheer, and
+elevate your heart to him! Before you receive this, _I_ shall be no
+more--and my love, my care for you will, I trust and feel, have become
+eternal.--Farewell:
+
+'L.M.'
+
+"The letter," continued L----, struggling with his emotions, "was dated
+from that village through which I had so lately passed; thither I
+repaired that very night--Lucy had been buried the day before! I stood
+upon a green mound, and a few, few feet below, separated from me by a
+scanty portion of earth, mouldered that heart which had loved me so
+faithfully and so well!"
+
+_New Monthly Magazine._
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+A Jew said to the venerable Ali, in argument on the truth of their
+religion, "You had not even deposited your prophet's body in the earth,
+when you quarrelled among yourselves." Ali replied, "Our divisions
+proceeded from the loss of him, not concerning our faith; but your feet
+were not yet dry from the mud of the Red Sea, when you cried unto Moses,
+saying, 'Make us gods like unto those of the idolaters, that we may
+worship them.'" The Jew was confounded.
+
+W.G.C.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+[Illustration: KILCOLMAN CASTLE, THE RESIDENCE OF THE POET SPENCER.]
+
+
+Few of the original houses of Genius[2] will excite more interest than
+the above relic of SPENCER. It is copied from a lithographic drawing in
+Mr. T. Crofton Croker's "Researches in the South of Ireland," where it
+is so well described, that we can spare but few lines in our abridgement
+of the passage:--
+
+Kilcolman Castle is distant three English miles from Doneraile, and is
+seated in as unpicturesque a spot as at present could have been
+selected. Many of the delightful and visionary anticipations I had
+indulged, from the pleasure of visiting the place where the Fairy Queen
+had been composed, were at an end on beholding the monotonous reality of
+the country. Corn fields, divided from pasturage by numerous
+intersecting hedges, constituted almost the only variety of feature for
+a considerable extent around; and the mountains bounding the prospect
+partook even in a greater degree of the same want of variety in their
+forms. The ruin itself stands on a little rocky eminence. Spreading
+before it lies a tract of flat and swampy ground, through which, we were
+informed, the "River Bregog hight" had its course; and though in winter,
+when swollen by mountain torrents, a deep and rapid stream, its channel
+at present was completely dried up.
+
+    [2] We have the pleasure of informing our esteemed
+        correspondent, H.H. of Twickenham, that the very interesting
+        memorial of GRAY, to which he alluded in his last letter,
+        will illustrate an early number of the _Mirror_.
+
+  "Sometimes, misguided by the tuneful throng,
+  I look for streams immortalized in song,
+  That lost in silence and oblivion lie;
+  Dumb are their fountains, and their channels dry."
+
+Judging from what remains, the original form of Kilcolman was an oblong
+square, flanked by a tower at the south-east corner. The apartment in
+the basement story has still its stone arched roof entire, and is used
+as a shelter for cattle; the narrow, screw-like stairs of the tower are
+nearly perfect, and lead to an extremely small chamber, which we found
+in a state of complete desolation.
+
+Kilcolman was granted by Queen Elizabeth, on the 27th June, 1586, to
+Spencer (who went into Ireland as secretary to Lord Grey), with 3,028
+acres of land, at the rent of 17l. 3s. 6d.; on the same conditions with
+the other undertakers (as they were termed) between whom the forfeited
+Desmond estate was divided. These conditions implied a residence on the
+ground, and their chief object seems to have been the peopling Munster
+with English families: a favourite project of Elizabeth's for
+strengthening the English influence in Ireland, by creating the tie of
+consanguinity between the two countries.
+
+It is supposed that this castle was the principal residence of Spencer
+for about ten years, during which time he composed the works that have
+chiefly contributed to his fame. But the turbulent and indignant spirit
+of the Irish regarded not the haunts of the muse as sacred, and wrapped
+the poet's dwelling in flames. An infant child of Spencer's, together
+with his most valuable property, were consumed, and he returned into
+England;--where, dejected, and broken-hearted, he died soon after, at an
+inn in King-street, Westminster.
+
+"It does not appear what became of Spencer's wife and children. Two sons
+are said to have survived him, Sylvanus and Peregrine; Sylvanus married
+Ellen Nangle or Nagle, eldest daughter of David Nangle of Moneanymy, in
+the county of Cork, by whom he had two sons, Edmund and William Spencer.
+His other son, Peregrine, also married, and had a son Hugolin, who,
+after the restoration of Charles II. was replaced by the Court of Claims
+in as much of the lands as could be found to have been his ancestor's.
+Hugolin attached himself to the cause of James II. and after the
+revolution, was outlawed for treason and rebellion. Some time after his
+cousin William, son of Sylvanus, became a suitor for the forfeited
+property, and recovered it by the interest of Mr. Montague, afterwards
+Earl of Halifax, who was then at the head of the treasury. He had been
+introduced to Mr. Montague by Congreve, who with others was desirous of
+honouring the descendant of so great a poet. Dr. Birch describes him as
+a man somewhat advanced in years, but unable to give any account of the
+works of his ancestor which are wanting. The family has been since very
+imperfectly traced."--_Chalmers's Biog. Dic._
+
+The visits of Sir Walter Raleigh to Spencer at Kilcolman increase the
+interest attached to the place, and are not in the slightest degree
+questionable.[3] To the advice of Raleigh the publication of the first
+books of the Fairy Queen has been ascribed; and the existence of a
+poetical intercourse between such minds, and in such distracting scenes,
+is a delightful recollection that almost warms the heart into romance.
+
+    [3] Raleigh, it will be recollected, became Spencer's patron,
+        upon the death of Sir Philip Sidney, whom he celebrates
+        under the title of "The Shepherd of the Ocean." Raleigh also
+        ensured Spencer the favour of Elizabeth, a pension of 50l.
+        per annum, and the distinction of her laureate.--ED.
+
+Amongst the literary pilgrims whose veneration for Spencer has
+prompted them to examine Kilcolman was the celebrated Edmund Burke;
+nor should the imprudent and enthusiastic Trotter be forgotten; the
+account given by him of his visits, in 1817, are very pleasing,
+though highly tinged with that fanaticism to which he ultimately
+became a victim.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE SELECTOR; AND LITERARY NOTICES OF NEW WORKS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+CROTCHET CASTLE.
+
+
+The author of _Headlong Hall_ has, under the above title,
+produced as lively a little volume of humour and pleasantry as it
+has lately been our good fortune to meet with. Every page, nay,
+every line is a satire upon the extravagance and precocity of what
+Vivian Grey calls our "artificial state;" and all the weak sides of
+our age are mercilessly dealt with by the _coterie_ at Crotchet
+Castle. The book is altogether _Shandean_, and the satire
+_shandied_ to and fro with great vivacity. We need not tell the
+reader what period or event of the last seven years is pointed to in
+the following extract. Mr. Touchandgo, it appears, was a great
+banker, who was "suddenly reported absent one foggy morning, with
+the contents of his till;" his daughter was to have been married to
+Mr. Crotchet but for this untoward event. Here are two of the
+father's letters from his new settlement, and a reply:--
+
+Dotandcarryonetown. State of Apodidraskiana, April 1, 18--.
+
+My dear Child,--I am anxious to learn what are your present position,
+intention, and prospects. The fairies who dropped gold in your shoe, on
+the morning when I ceased to be a respectable man in London, will soon
+find a talismanic channel for transmitting you a stocking full of
+dollars, which will fit the shoe, as well as the foot of Cinderella
+fitted her slipper. I am happy to say, I am again become a respectable
+man. It was always my ambition to be a respectable man, and I am a very
+respectable man here, in this new township of a new state, where I have
+purchased five thousand acres of land, at two dollars an acre, hard
+cash, and established a very flourishing bank. The notes of Touchandgo
+and Company, soft cash, are now the exclusive currency of all this
+vicinity. This is the land, in which all men flourish; but there are
+three classes of men who flourish especially, methodist preachers,
+slave-drivers, and paper-money manufacturers; and as one of the latter,
+I have just painted the word BANK, on a fine slab of maple, which was
+green and growing when I arrived, and have discounted for the settlers,
+in my own currency, sundry bills, which are to be paid when the proceeds
+of the crop they have just sown shall return from New Orleans; so that
+my notes are the representatives of vegetation that is to be, and I am
+accordingly a capitalist of the first magnitude. The people here know
+very well that I ran away from London; but the most of them have run
+away from some place or other; and they have a great respect for me,
+because they think I ran away with something worth taking, which few of
+them had the luck or the wit to do. This gives them confidence in my
+resources, at the same time that, as there is nothing portable in the
+settlement except my own notes, they have no fear that I shall run away
+with them. They know I am thoroughly conversant with the principles of
+banking; and as they have plenty of industry, no lack of sharpness, and
+abundance of land, they wanted nothing but capital to organize a
+flourishing settlement; and this capital I have manufactured to the
+extent required, at the expense of a small importation of pens, ink, and
+paper, and two or three inimitable copperplates. I have abundance here
+of all good things, a good conscience included; for I really cannot see
+that I have done any wrong. This was my position: I owed half a million
+of money; and I had a trifle in my pocket. It was clear that this trifle
+could never find its way to the right owner. The question was, whether I
+should keep it, and live like a gentleman; or hand it over to lawyers
+and commissioners of bankruptcy, and die like a dog on a dunghill. If I
+could have thought that the said lawyers, &c. had a better title to it
+than myself, I might have hesitated; but, as such title was not apparent
+to my satisfaction, I decided the question in my own favour; the right
+owners, as I have already said, being out of the question altogether. I
+have always taken scientific views of morals and politics, a habit from
+which I derive much comfort under existing circumstances.
+
+I hope you adhere to your music, though I cannot hope again to accompany
+your harp with my flute. My last _andante_ movement was too
+_forte_ for those whom it took by surprise. Let not your _allegro
+vivace_ be damped by young Crotchet's desertion, which, though I have
+not heard it, I take for granted. He is, like myself, a scientific
+politician, and has an eye as keen as a needle, to his own interest. He
+has had good luck so far, and is gorgeous in the spoils of many gulls;
+but I think the Polar Basin and Walrus Company will be too much for him
+yet. There has been a splendid outlay on credit, and he is the only man,
+of the original parties concerned, of whom his Majesty's sheriffs could
+give any account.
+
+I will not ask you to come here. There is no husband for you. The men
+smoke, drink, and fight, and break more of their own heads than of
+girls' hearts. Those among them who are musical sing nothing but psalms.
+They are excellent fellows in their way, but you would not like them.
+
+_Au reste_, here are no rents, no taxes, no poor-rates, no tithes,
+no church establishment, no routs, no clubs, no rotten boroughs, no
+operas, no concerts, no theatres, no beggars, no thieves, no kings, no
+lords, no ladies, and only one gentleman, videlicit your loving father,
+
+TIMOTHY TOUCHANDGO.
+
+P.S. I send you one of my notes; I can afford to part with it. If you
+are accused of receiving money from me, you may pay it over to my
+assignees. Robthetill continues to be my factotum; I say no more of him
+in this place; he will give you an account of himself.
+
+Dotandcarryonetown, &c.
+
+Dear Miss,--Mr. Touchandgo will have told you of our arrival here, of
+our setting up a bank, and so forth. We came here in a tilted wagon,
+which served us for parlour, kitchen, and all. We soon got up a
+log-house; and, unluckily, we as soon got it down again, for the first
+fire we made in it burned down house and all. However, our second
+experiment was more fortunate; and we are pretty well lodged in a house
+of three rooms on a floor--I should say the floor, for there is but one.
+
+This new state is free to hold slaves; all the new states have not this
+privilege. Mr. Touchandgo has bought some, and they are building him a
+villa. Mr. Touchandgo is in a thriving way, but he is not happy here: he
+longs for parties and concerts, and a seat in Congress. He thinks it
+very hard that he cannot buy one with his own coinage, as he used to do
+in England. Besides, he is afraid of the Regulators, who, if they do not
+like a man's character, wait upon him and flog him, doubling the dose at
+stated intervals, till he takes himself off. He does not like this
+system of administering justice: though I think he has nothing to fear
+from it. He has the character of having money, which is the best of all
+characters here, as at home. He lets his old English prejudices
+influence his opinions of his new neighbours; but I assure you they have
+many virtues. Though they do keep slaves, they are all ready to fight
+for their own liberty; and I should not like to be an enemy within reach
+of one of their rifles. When I say enemy, I include bailiff in the term.
+One was shot not long ago. There was a trial; the jury gave two dollars
+damages; the judge said they must find guilty or not guilty, but the
+counsel for the defendant (they would not call him prisoner) offered to
+fight the judge upon the point; and as this was said literally, not
+metaphorically, and the counsel was a stout fellow, the judge gave in.
+The two dollars damages were not paid after all; for the defendant
+challenged the foreman to box for double or quits, and the foreman was
+beaten. The folks in New York made a great outcry about it, but here it
+was considered all as it should be. So you see, Miss, justice, liberty,
+and every thing else of that kind, are different in different places,
+just as suits the convenience of those who have the sword in their own
+hands. Hoping to hear of your health and happiness, I remain,
+
+Dear Miss, your dutiful servant,
+
+RODERICK ROBTHETILL.
+
+Miss Touchandgo replied as follows, to the first of these letters:--
+
+My dear Father,--I am sure you have the best of hearts, and I have no
+doubt you have acted with the best intentions. My lover, or I should
+rather say, my fortune's lover, has indeed forsaken me. I cannot say I
+did not feel it; indeed, I cried very much; and the altered looks of
+people who used to be so delighted to see me, really annoyed me so, that
+I determined to change the scene altogether. I have come into Wales, and
+am boarding with a farmer and his wife. Their stock of English is very
+small; but I managed to agree with them; and they have four of the
+sweetest children I ever saw, to whom I teach all I know, and I manage
+to pick up some Welsh. I have puzzled out a little song, which I think
+very pretty; I have translated it into English, and I send it to you,
+with the original air. You shall play it on your flute at eight o'clock
+every Saturday evening, and I will play and sing it at the same time,
+and I will fancy that I hear my dear papa accompanying me.
+
+The people in London said very unkind things of you: they hurt me very
+much at the time; but now I am out of their way, I do not seem to think
+their opinion of much consequence. I am sure, when I recollect, at
+leisure, everything I have seen and heard among them, I cannot make out
+what they do that is so virtuous, as to set them up for judges of
+morals. And I am sure they never speak the truth about any thing, and
+there is no sincerity in either their love or their friendship. An old
+Welsh bard here, who wears a waistcoat embroidered with leeks, and is
+called the Green Bard of Cadair Idris, says the Scotch would be the best
+people in the world, if there was nobody but themselves to give them a
+character: and so I think would the Londoners. I hate the very thought
+of them, for I do believe they would have broken my heart, if I had not
+gone out of their way. Now I shall write you another letter very soon,
+and describe to you the country, and the people, and the children, and
+how I amuse myself, and every thing that I think you will like to hear
+about; and when I seal this letter, I shall drop a kiss on the cover.
+
+Your loving daughter,
+
+SUSANNAH TOUCHANDGO.
+
+P.S. Tell Mr. Robthetill I will write to him in a day or two. This is
+the little song I spoke of:
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  My heart is gone, far, far from me;
+  And ever on its track will flee,
+  My thoughts, my dreams, beyond the sea.
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  The swallow wanders fast and free:
+  Oh! happy bird, were I like thee,
+  I, too, would fly beyond the sea.
+
+  Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,
+  Are kindly hearts and social glee;
+  But here for me they may not be:
+  My heart is gone beyond the sea.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE AUTOCRAT'S PRAYER.
+
+  Europe! hear the voice that rose
+  From the chief of Freedom's foes--
+  When he bade war's thunders roll
+  O'er the country of the Pole--
+  To his Cossacks on parade
+  Thus the Calmuck robber said:
+
+  "Mine the might, and mine the right,
+  Stir ye, spur ye to the fight--
+  Bare the blade, and strike the blow
+  To the heart's core of the foe--
+  Slaughter all the rebel bands
+  Found with weapons in their hands;
+  On! the holy work of fate
+  Russia's God will consecrate.
+
+  "'Tis decreed that they shall bleed
+  For their dark and trait'rous deed.
+  Poles! to us by conquest given,
+  Ye provoke the wrath of Heaven:
+  Therefore, purging sword and shot
+  Use we must, and spare you not.
+  Guardian of our northern faith,
+  Guide us to the field of death!
+
+  "Ere we've done, many a one
+  Shall weep they ever saw the sun.
+  Rouse the noble in his hall
+  To a fiery festival;
+  Dash the stubborn peasant's mirth--
+  Drown in blood his alien hearth;
+  Babe or mother, never falter--
+  Spear the priest before the altar.
+  Onward, and avenge our wrong!
+  God is good, and Russia strong!"
+
+
+_Englishman's Magazine, No 1._
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+QUEEN ELIZABETH.
+
+_From a paper on the Fine Arts of old in England, in Blackwood's
+Magazine._
+
+
+The sex and character of Elizabeth herself was no weak ingredient in the
+poetic spirit of the time. Loyalty and gallantry blended in the
+adoration paid her; and the supremacy which she claimed and exercised
+over the church, invested her regality with a sacred unction that
+pertained not to feudal sovereigns. It is scarce too much to say, that
+the virgin-queen appropriated the Catholic honours of the Virgin Mary.
+She was as great as Diana of the Ephesians. The moon shone but to
+furnish a type of her bright and stainless maidenhood. To magnify her
+greatness, the humility of courtly adulation merged in the ecstasies of
+Platonic love. She was charming by indefeasible right;--a _jure
+divino_ beauty. Her fascinations multiplied with her wrinkles, and
+her admirers might have anticipated the conceit of Cowley,
+
+  "The antipevistoisis of age
+  More inflamed their amorous rage."
+
+It is easy for a Whig, or a Puritan, or any other unimaginative
+blockhead, to cry out against all this as nauseous flattery, and assert
+that after all she was rather an unpoetical personage than otherwise--a
+coarse-minded old maid, half prude, half coquette, whose better part was
+mannish, and all that belonged to her sex a ludicrous exaggeration of
+its weaknesses. But meanwhile, they overlook the fact, that not the
+woman Elizabeth, but the Virgin-queen, the royal heroine, is the theme
+of admiration. Not the petty virtues, the pretty sensibilities, the
+cheap charity, the prim decorum, which modern flatterers dwell upon,
+degrading royalty, while they palaver its possessor, but Britannia's
+sacred majesty, enshrined in chaste and lofty womanhood. Our ancestors
+paid their compliments to sex or rank--ours are addressed to the person.
+There is no flattery where there is no falsehood--no falsehood where
+there is no deception. Loyalty of old was a passion, and passion has a
+truth of its own--and as language does not always furnish expressions
+exactly adapted, or native to the feeling, what can the loyal poet do,
+but take the most precious portion of the currency, and impress it with
+the mint-mark of his own devoted fancy? Perhaps there never was a more
+panegyrical rhymer than Spenser, and yet, so fine and ethereal is his
+incense, that the breath of morning is not more cool and salutary:--
+
+  "It falls me here to write of Chastity
+  That fayrest virtue, far above the rest.
+  For which what needs me fetch from Faery,
+  Forreine ensamples it to have exprest,
+  Sith it is shrined in my soveraine's brest,
+  And form'd so lively on each perfect part,
+  That to all ladies, who have it protest,
+  Needs but behold the pourtraict of her part,
+  If pourtray'd it might be by any living art;
+  But living art may not least part expresse,
+  Nor life-resembling pencil it can paint,
+  All it were Zeuxis or Praxiteles--
+  His daedale hand would faile and greatly faynt,
+  And her perfections with his error taynt;
+  Ne poet's wit that passeth painter farre--
+  In picturing the parts of beauty daynt," &c.
+
+But neither Zeuxis nor Praxiteles was called from the dead to mar her
+perfections, nor record her negative charms. Poetry was the only art
+that flourished in the Virgin reign. The pure Gothic, after attaining
+its full efflorescence under Henry VII., departed, never to return. The
+Grecian orders were not only absurdly jumbled together, but yet more
+outrageously conglomerated with the Gothic and Arabesque. "To gild
+refined gold--to paint the lily," was all the humour of it. A similar
+inconsistency infected literature. The classic and the romantic (to use
+those terms, which, though popular, are not logically exact) were
+interwoven. The Arcadia and the Fairy Queen are glorious offences, which
+"make defect perfection." Perhaps, Shakspeare's "small Latin and less
+Greek," preserved him from worse anachronisms than any that he has
+committed. Queen Bess's patronage was of the national breed: she loved
+no pictures so well as portraits of herself. As, however, her painters
+have not flattered her, it may not uncharitably be concluded that they
+were no great deacons in their craft. It is a much easier thing to
+assure a homely female, in prose or rhyme, that she is beautiful, than
+to represent her so upon canvass. Her effigies are, I believe, pretty
+numerous, varying in ugliness, but none that I have seen even
+handsome--prettiness, of course, is out of the question. She was fond of
+finery, but had no taste in dress. Her ruff is downright odious; and the
+liberal exposure of her neck and bosom anything but alluring. With all
+her pearls about her, she looks like a pawnbroker's lady bedizened for
+an Easter ball, with all the unredeemed pledges from her husband's shop.
+She seems to have patronized that chimera in the ideal or allegorical
+portrait, at which Reubens and Sir Joshua were so often doomed to toil.
+She would not allow a shadow in her picture, arguing, like a Chinese, or
+a chop-logic, that shade is only an accident, and no true property of
+body. Like Alexander, who forbade all sculptors but Lysippus to carve
+his image, she prohibited all but special cunning limners from drawing
+her effigy. This was in 1563, anno regni 5, while, though no chicken,
+she still was not clean past her youth. This order was probably intended
+to prevent caricatures. At last she quarrelled with her looking-glass as
+well as her painters, and her maids of honour removed all mirrors from
+her apartments, as carefully as Ministers exclude opposition papers (we
+hope not Maga) from the presence of our most gracious sovereign. It is
+even said, that those fair nettles of India took advantage of her
+weakness, to dress her head awry, and to apply the rouge to her nose,
+instead of her cheeks. So may the superannuated eagle be pecked at by
+daws. But the tale is not probable. After all, it is but the captious
+inference of witlings and scoffers, that attributes to mere sexual
+vanity that superstitious horror of encroaching age, from which the
+wisest are not always free. It may be, that they shrink from the
+reflection of their wrinkles, not as from the despoilers of beauty, but
+as from the vaunt-couriers of dissolution. In rosy youth, while yet the
+brow is alabaster-veined with Heaven's own tint, and the dark tresses
+turn golden in the sun, the lapse of time is imperceptible as the
+throbbing of a heart at ease. "So like, so very like, is day to
+day,"--one primrose scarce more like another. Whoever saw their first
+grey hairs, or marked the crow-feet at the angle of their eyes, without
+a sigh or a tear, a momentous self-abasement, a sudden sinking of the
+soul, a thought that youth is flown for ever? None but the blessed few
+that, having dedicated their spring of life to Heaven, behold in the
+shedding of their vernal blossoms, a promise that the season of immortal
+fruit is near. It is a frailty, almost an instance of humanity, to aim
+at concealing that from others, of which ourselves are painfully
+conscious. The herculean Johnson keenly resented the least allusion to
+the shortness of his sight. So entirely is man a social animal, so
+dependent are all his feelings for their very existence upon
+communication and sympathy, that the "fee griefs," which none but
+ourselves are privy to, are forgotten as soon as they are removed from
+the senses. The artifices to which so many have recourse to conceal
+their declining years, are often intended more to soothe themselves,
+than to impose on others. This aversion to growing old is specially
+natural and excusable in the celibate and the childless. The borrowed
+curls, the pencilled eyebrows,
+
+          "The steely-prison'd shape,
+  So oft made taper, by constraint of tape,"
+
+the various cosmetic secrets, well-known to the middle ages, not only of
+the softer sex, are not unseemly in a spinster, so long as they succeed
+in making her look young. They are intolerable in a mother of any age.
+But we, my dear Christopher, resigned and benevolent old bachelors as we
+are, can well appreciate the vanity of the aged heart, that sees not its
+youth renewed in any growing dearer self. Nothing denotes the advances
+of life, at once so surely and so pleasantly as children springing up
+around a good man's table. Perhaps our famous Queen, in her latter days,
+though full of honours as of years, would gladly have changed places
+with the wife of any yeoman that had a child to receive her last
+blessing, whose few acres were not to pass away to the hungry expecting
+son of a hated rival. Her virginity was not like that of Jephthah's
+daughter, a free-will offering to the Lord. Pride, and policy, and
+disappointment, and, it may be, hopeless, self-condemned affection,
+conspired to perpetuate it. Probably it was well for England that no
+offspring of hers inherited her throne. By some strange ordinance of
+nature, it generally happens that these wonderful clever women produce
+idiots or madmen.--Witness Semiramis, Agrippina, Catherine de Medicis,
+Mary de Medicis, Catherine of Russia, and Lady Wortley Montague. One
+miniature of Elizabeth I have seen, which, though not beautiful, is
+profoundly interesting: it presents her as she was in the days of her
+danger and captivity, when the same wily policy, keeping its path, even
+while it seemed to swerve, was needful to preserve her life, that
+afterwards kept her firm on a throne. Who was the artist that produced
+it? I know not; but it bears the strongest marks of authenticity, if to
+be exactly what a learned spirit would fancy Elizabeth--young, a
+prisoner, and in peril--be evidence of true portraiture. There is pride,
+not aping humility, but wearing it as a well-beseeming habit;--there is
+passion, strongly controlled by the will, but not extinct, neither dead
+nor sleeping, but watchful and silent; brows sternly sustaining a weight
+of care, after which a crown could be but light; a manly intellect,
+allied with female craft;--but nonsense! it will be said; no colours
+whatever could represent all this, and that, too, in little, for the
+picture was among Bone's enamels. Well, then, it suggested it all.
+Perhaps the finest Madonna ever painted would be no more than a meek,
+pious, pretty woman, and an innocent child, if we knew not whom it was
+meant for.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE HAUNTED HOUSE.
+
+(_By Mrs. Hemans._)
+
+
+    I seem like one
+    Who treads alone
+      Some banquet-hall deserted,
+    Whose lights are fled,
+    Whose garlands dead,
+      And all but he, departed.
+
+    MOORE.
+
+
+  Seest thou yon grey gleaming hall,
+  Where the deep elm shadows fall?
+  Voices that have left the earth
+    Long ago,
+  Still are murmuring round its hearth,
+      Soft and low:
+  Ever there:--yet one alone
+  Hath the gift to hear their tone.
+  Guests come thither, and depart,
+  Free of step, and light of heart;
+  Children, with sweet visions bless'd,
+  In the haunted chambers rest;
+  One alone unslumbering lies
+  When the night hath seal'd all eyes,
+  One quick heart and watchful ear,
+  Listening for those whispers clear.
+
+  Seest thou where the woodbine-flowers
+  O'er yon low porch hang in showers?
+  Startling faces of the dead,
+    Pale, yet sweet,
+  One lone woman's entering tread
+      There still meet!
+  Some with young smooth foreheads fair,
+  Faintly shining through bright hair;
+  Some with reverend locks of snow--
+  All, all buried long ago!
+  All, from under deep sea-waves,
+  Or the flowers of foreign graves,
+  Or the old and banner'd aisle,
+  Where their high tombs gleam the while,
+  Rising, wandering, floating by,
+  Suddenly and silently,
+  Through their earthly home and place,
+  But amidst another race.
+
+  Wherefore, unto one alone,
+  Are those sounds and visions known?
+  Wherefore hath that spell of power
+    Dark and dread,
+  On _her_ soul, a baleful dower,
+      Thus been shed?
+  Oh! in those deep-seeing eyes,
+  No strange gift of mystery lies!
+  She is lone where once she moved
+  Fair, and happy, and beloved!
+  Sunny smiles were glancing round her,
+  Tendrils of kind hearts had bound her;
+  Now those silver cords are broken,
+  Those bright looks have left no token,
+  Not one trace on all the earth,
+  Save her memory of her mirth.
+  She is lone and lingering now,
+  Dreams have gather'd o'er her brow,
+  Midst gay song and children's play,
+  She is dwelling far away;
+  Seeing what none else may see--
+  Haunted still her place must be!
+
+_New Monthly Magazine_.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+THE GATHERER.
+
+  A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.
+
+SHAKSPEARE
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+OCTOGENARIAN REMINISCENCES.
+
+
+In 1760, a Mr. Cross was prompter at Drury Lane Theatre, and a Mr.
+Saunders the principal machinist. Saunders laboured under an idea that
+he was qualified for a turf-man, and, like most who are afflicted with
+that disorder, suffered severely. The animals he kept, instead of being
+safe running horses for him, generally made him a safe stalking-horse
+for others. Upon one occasion he came to the theatre in great
+ill-humour, having just received the account of a race which he had
+lost. Cross was busily engaged in writing, and cross at the interruption
+he met with from Saunders's repeated exclamations against his jockey; he
+at length looked up, and said impatiently, "His fault--his fault--how
+was it his fault?" "Why," said Saunders, "the d--d rascal ran my horse
+against a wagon." "Umph!" replied Cross, "I never knew a horse of yours
+that was fit to _run against any thing else_!"
+
+A musician of the name of Goodall, who belonged to the orchestra of the
+Theatre Royal, Richmond, in 1767, was fonder of his, or any other man's,
+bottle than his own bassoon. The natural consequence was, that he
+frequently failed in his attendances at the theatre. Upon one occasion,
+after an absence of a week, he returned in the middle of the
+performances for the evening. A piece was being acted called the
+"Intriguing Chambermaid," in which there is a character of an old
+gentleman called _Mr. Goodall_, who comes on as from a journey,
+followed by a servant carrying his portmanteau. To him there enters a
+lady, _Mrs. Highman_, whose first exclamation is, "Bless my eyes,
+what do I see? _Mr. Goodall_ returned?" At that precise moment Old
+Goodall happened to put his head into the orchestra, and fancying
+himself addressed, called out, "Lord bless you, ma'am, I've been here
+this half hour."
+
+Old Storace (the father of the celebrated composer) had lost nearly all
+his teeth at rather an early period of his life. This, to one who was
+decidedly a _bon vivant_, was a great annoyance. A dentist of
+eminence undertook to supply the defect: he drew the few teeth which,
+remained, and fitted the patient with an entire new set, which acted by
+means of springs, and were removable at pleasure. The operation was so
+skilfully performed, and the resemblance so good, that Storace flattered
+himself that no one could discover the deception. Being one day in
+company with Foster (a performer in the Drury Lane orchestra, and one
+celebrated among his companions for quaintness and humour), he said,
+"Now, Foster, I'll surprise you--I'll show you something you never
+could have guessed." So saying, he took out the ivory teeth, and
+exclaimed with an air of triumph, "There, what do you think of that?"
+"Poh! nonsense! surprise me," replied Foster, "I knew perfectly well
+they were false." "How the devil could you know that?" said Storace.
+"Why," rejoined Foster, "_I never knew anything true come out of your
+mouth!_"--_Athenaeum_.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+The King of Prussia, in his correspondence with Voltaire, relates the
+following anecdote of the Czar Peter, as illustrative of Russian
+despotism:--"I knew Printz, the great marshal of the court of Prussia,
+who had been ambassador to the Czar Peter, in the reign of the late
+king. The commission with which he was charged proving very acceptable,
+the prince was desirous of giving him conspicuous marks of his
+satisfaction, and for this purpose a sumptuous banquet was prepared, and
+to which Printz was invited. They drank brandy, as is customary with the
+Russians, and they drank it to a brutal excess. The Czar, who wished to
+give a particular grace to the entertainment, sent for twenty of the
+Strelitz Guards, who were confined in the prisons of Petersburgh, and
+for every large bumper which they drank, this hideous monster struck-off
+the head of one of these wretches. As a particular mark of respect, this
+unnatural prince was desirous of procuring the ambassador the pleasure
+(as he called it) of trying his skill upon these miserable creatures.
+The Czar was disposed to be angry at his refusal, and could not help
+betraying signs of his displeasure."
+
+W.G.C.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+POSTHUMOUS HONOURS.
+
+
+Poliarchus, the Athenian, according to AElian, when any of the dogs or
+cocks that he particularly loved, happened to die, was so foolish as to
+honour them with a public funeral, and buried them with great pomp,
+accompanied by his friends, whom he invited on the _solemn_
+occasion. Afterwards he caused monumental pillars to be erected, on
+which were engraven their epitaphs.[4]
+
+JOHN ESLAH.
+
+    [4] The late Duchess of York paid the latter honours to her
+        little canine friends, at Oatlands.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.
+
+Ascham, in the Epistle prefixed to his "Toxophilus," 1571, observes that
+
+"Manye Englishe writers usinge straunge wordes as Lattine, Frenche, and
+Italian, do make al thinges darke and harde. Ones," says he, "I communed
+with a man which reasoned the Englishe tongue to be enriched and
+encreased thereby, sayinge, Who will not prayse that feast, where a man
+shall drincke at a dinner both wyne, ale, and beere? Truly (quoth I)
+they be al good every one taken by itself alone; but if you put malmesye
+and sack, redde wyne and white, ale and beere, and al in one pot, you
+shall make a drinke neither easye to be knowen, nor holsom for the
+bodye."
+
+A.V.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ROYAL WISH.
+
+When King James I. first saw the public library at Oxford, and perceived
+the little chains by which the books were fastened, he expressed his
+wish that if ever it should be his fate to be a prisoner, this library
+might be his prison, those books his fellow prisoners, and the chains
+his fetters.
+
+J.E.H.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+EPITAPH
+
+_On a Marine Officer, in the churchyard of Burwick-in-Elmet, Yorkshire._
+
+  Here lies, retired from busy scenes,
+  A first lieutenant of Marines,
+  Who lately lived in gay content,
+  On board the brave ship Diligent.
+
+  Now stripp'd of all his warlike show,
+  And laid in box of elm below,
+  Confin'd in earth in narrow borders,
+  He rises not till further orders.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+ANNUAL OF SCIENCE.
+
+This Day is published, price 5s.
+
+ARCANA of SCIENCE, and ANNUAL REGISTER of the USEFUL ARTS for 1831.
+
+Comprising POPULAR INVENTIONS, IMPROVEMENTS, and DISCOVERIES Abridged
+from the Transactions of Public Societies and Scientific Journals of the
+past year. With several Engravings.
+
+"One of the best and cheapest books of the day."--_Mag. Nat. Hist._
+
+"An annual register of new inventions and improvements in a popular form
+like this, cannot fail to be useful."--_Lit. Gaz._
+
+Printed for JOHN LIMBIRD, 143. Strand;--of whom may be had the Volumes
+for the three preceding years.
+
+        *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+_Printed and Published by J LIMBIRD, 143, Strand, (near Somerset
+House,) London; sold by ERNEST FLEISCHER, 626, New Market, Leipsic; G.G.
+BENNIS, 55, Rue Neuve, St. Augustin, Paris; and by all Newsmen and
+Booksellers._
+
+
+
+
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