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More transient (sometimes) than the rainbow's
bue.

Unmov'd, as the bird, by the charmer's call;
As bright as the sparkles, as solid withal:
And to think that the smiles of such Beings as
these

Make of---even philosophers--- just what they
please.
H. E.

SKETCH. THE PICTURE.

H what a animated

Plays rouw eet and an, and deras from
those blue eyes

With the embodied thought,that from the lip
Seems hovering; on the forehead's snowy

white

The fair and clustering ringlets richly wave
In careless elegance. Just such a vision,
Sketched in the day-dream of the enthusiast's

eye

Might sport upon the sun-beam--wing its flight

From flower to flower, and breathe their soft
perfume,

And live upon their sweets. Where is it now?
This form of love--this being of earth's

mold--

Gone--faded from the world---for ever gone!
Is it not sad to think, that ere that hour
Sorrow, perchance, had chased away those
smiles,
Dulled the blue eye with tears---and from the
cheek

Washed the young rose, and made the heavy

heart

Turn from this scene with agony---and pray,
If peace dwelt in the grave, to slumber there.
CAROLINE.

THE GROUND SWELL. + Written on the Breakwater, Plymouth Sound.

Ten by the breathings of the gentle West,

HE Sun is high, the Atlantic is unfann'd

And yet the broad blue flood is not at rest.
Amid the holy calm on sea and land
There is a murmuring on the distant strand,
And silently though Ocean heaves its breast,
The shoreward swellings wear a feathery

crest,

And meet the opposing rocks in conflict grand.

These ships that dare the eternal winds and

seas,

In the commotion roll without a breeze,

And as their sides the huge upswellings lave, His flagging sails the listless seaman sees, And wishes rather for the winds to rave, And, like an arrow, dart him o'er the wave. Plymouth Dock. N. T. C. The Ground Swell is principally occasioned by storms in the Atlantic, which agitated the sea many days after the tempests have ceased. The ocean heaves, as it were, in masses, but its surface is quite smooth, i.e. unbroken into waves, and without foam, except where it comes in contact with the

coast.

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From the Literary Gazette, Sept. 1818.

LINES

ON THE FUNERAL OF AN ENGLISH OFFICER
IN SPAIN, 1813.

I

heard the muffled drum beat slow,

I heard the soft flute's tones of woe,
I saw the coffin in the ground,
And many a manly veteran there,
And the loud volley fired around---
With faltering step and brow of care,
Dashed from his eye the tear that fell
In token of a last farewell.

A rustic stone upon the grave
Its feeble information gave:

The name, the youthful years, it told,
Of him who there lay silent---cold---
How he had died the hero's death,
Tis o'er---and now unheard by thee
In Victory's arms resign'd life's breath.
The warring of a world shall be!
Yes---in the stranger's land be sleeps,
No mother o'er the green turf weeps;

Nor must she ever---ever know

The spot where he she loved lies low.
Yet be this grave to memory dear,
An English Soldier slumbers here!
The Spaniard---as he wanders by,
Shall view the mound with pensive eye,
With grateful throb his bosom swell,
For those who nobly fought and fell.
Youth! from thy blessed land they came,
With warrior might and patriot flame,
And buried in the earth of Spain

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OU would not wonder, (had you seen
In happier days our fields of green,
Like colourings of the poets' dreams---)
Our mountains, skies, and lucid streams,
You would not wonder I should grieve
Those scenes of loveliness to leave.

Oh, never shall I see on earth
A land like this that gave me birth,
As those my blissful youth once knew:
Or hearts so kind, so brave, so true,
Yet virtue, valour, could not save---

And those hearts slumber in the grave.
With tempest-roar, with lightning-flame,
The Tyrant and his myriads came---
They laid our peaceful valleys waste,
Her Sous with chains would have disgraced.
How fought the Tyrolese--how fell---
Stranger! the tale is known too well.
But never, never can you know
The deep, the agonizing woe
We felt, when man could do no more---
When freed died, and all was o'er !
God of our fathers! in that hour
Warred not with us thy mighty power.

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No!--you could ne'er retrace this scene
For what it had so lately been---
The ruined cot, the untilled ground,
All--all---so desolate around!
No minstrel wanders through the vale,
No voice floats on the evening gale.
It was so different !---at this hour,
Resting within some shadowy bower,
We listened---with what anxious ear!
The homeward mountain-horn to hear,
And watched the crimson setting sun.
For then our evening dance begun.
The spot our feet once careless prest,
Ob slumber there in endless rest
The maidens' hope, the matrons' pride---
The Youth who for his Country died!
Since then is all a desert grown,
And I remain alone, alone.
Companions, friends, for ever dear !
No longer ye inhabit here---
Yet wonder not that I should grieve
Those scenes of loveliness to leave,
For never shall I see on earth
A land like this that gave me birth.

From the same.
SONG

FROM THE FRENCH OF FLORIAN.

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The pleasures of Love in a moment fly;
The torments of Love endure till we die.
ISABEL

AN

From the European Magazine.

THE INNKEEPER AND THE BEAR..
N artist famous in his line,
Quce undertook to paint a sign,
To please the landlord of an inn,
Who cared for merit not a pin!
A bear was fix'd on,---not indeed
A very flattering quadruped,
For that was thought of no concern,
Because the landlord's saving turn
Was found to mix with all his views,
From sheer sign-painting to the muse.
The fact was this,---his highest aim
Was for the Shortest cut to fame.
"Paint it without a chain," said he,
""Twill do as well as with; for me,
All I regard about the sign,

Is, that you'll paint it cheap, and fine !''
To work the painter went with care,
And sketch'd almost a living bear,
ISABEL. In colour, shape, and look complete,
In all its parts, from head to feet.
But mark the issue,---Soon next day
It rain'd---the bear was wash'd away!
"Zounds!" cried the landlord, in a rage,
"Did not Sir Brush with me engage
To grace my sign-post with a bear,
Which now is gone, the Lord knows where !"
A wag, who heard this pithy strain,
Replied,
66 It should have had a chain,
And then I'll warrant you, mine host,
The bear would still have kept his post,
not, as now, have slipt

This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.
Midsummer Night's Dream.

HE pleasures of Love in a moment fly,

Because 'twas merely rainy weather?"

For Sylvia with all once so dear did I part-Fellow 1" cries Spiggot, anger'd still,

She left me, and gave to another her heart.
The pleasures of Love but a moment endure;

The torments of Love admit of no cure.
So sure as this stream shall softly flow
To meet the clear river which glides below;
So sure shall I love thee---said Sylvia to me:
The stream still flows---but changed is she.

What is it that your chain implies,
"Since you pretend to so much skill,
Which should secure the painted prize?"--
"I'll tell you," says the joker--" Pray,
Your Painter may return this way;
Bid him to oil the Bear,---and then,---
Bruin will not escape again!"

INTELLIGENCE:

LITERARY AND PHILOSOPHICAL : WITH CRITICAL REMARKS.

J. C.

A Journey from India to England, thro' Per- with the matter of a work of this descriptior;

sia, Georgia, Russia, Poland, and Prus- indeed, we should be better pleased to resia, in the year 1817; by Lieut. Colonel ceive the facts and observations of a travelJOHN JOHNSON, will be perused with much ler in his own plain language, than to meet gratification, as it presents the reader with with them, as we do, on many occasions, Rovelties at almost every page. An over- distorted and wire-spun by editors of the land journey to or from India has hitherto press. This work is enriched with engravbeen deemed a most formidable undertak- ings, from drawings by the author, of intering; but Colonel ¡Johnson has dispelled so esting views, and portraits of remarkable many apprehensions that were groundless, personages in various costumes. An itineand has pointed out such practicable means rary of the route, with the distances, corfor overcoming really existing difficulties, rected from actual measurement, and an that we conceive many travellers will, in abstract of the travelling expenses from future, follow his example, and prefer the Bombay to London, form two curious apjourney by land to a long sea voyage, during pendices to this valuable and entertaining times of peace. The author, in his preface, work. claims the indulgence of the public for any want of refinement or elegance of language arising from inexperience in composition, We notice little occasion for this plea; but, had it been as great as the colonel's modesty presumes, we should not have considered the style of any importance, in comparison

The disasters of the late voyage of the English embassy to China, together with the disgraceful issue of that costly project, are still fresh in our remembrance. We have already noticed in former numbers of our Magazine, the works of Captain Hall, Mr. Ellis, and Mr. Mc Leod,---all of them rela

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occasion to observe, that the present race of The French journalists have lately taken

ting to this voyage and its object; and each The Scientific Tourist through England, of them possessing distinctive merits of its Wales, and Scotland: in which the traveller own. The past month has produced another is directed to the beauties and principal obwork, which, though last, is not, in any jects of antiquity, art, science, the fine views sense, the least of this series: it is entitled, and situations, &c. worthy of notice or reNarrative of a Journey to the Interior of Chi- mark; including the minerals, fossils, rare na; and of a Voyage to and from that Country plants, and other subjects of natural history, in the Years 1816 and 1817; by CLARKE divided into counties. By T. Walford, Esq. ABEL, F.L.S. Much of the narrative matter F. A. S. and F. L. S. of Mr. Abel's book has been given to the public by the authors who, in point of publication, have preceded him; and we must, therefore, confine our estimate of the value novels which issue from the press, with here of his production to that part of it chiefly and there only, an exception, prove to what which is devoted to natural history. The a state of decay the art of novel-writing is naturalist will be highly gratified with the reduced, since the deaths of Mesdames Ricspecimens of Mr. Abel's ability and indus- coboni, Cottin, and de Stael ;---since Mad. tay, which are here presented to his study, since Mad. de Genlis has, apparently, abanSouza (formerly Flahaut) has ceased to write; gathered from sources so very rarely accessible, and, in many instances, now for the doned this branch of literature :---the art, first time explored. In this point of view, they seem to attribute to the lead taken by say they, is absolutely degenerated, and this the work may be considered one of the most curious and valuable of modern times; female writers: into whose hands it has fall but the novelty, which has given so much en, for the only writers of the other sex, of interest to the prior accounts of the Alceste's Voyage and shipwreck, especially that of Mr. Mc Leod, having now lost much of its popular attraction, Mr. Abel must be content with the thanks and approbation of the scientific few, to whom his labours certainly afford a rich supply of original and interesting information."

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In the press, Letters on French History, for the use of schools. By J. Bigland, author of Letters on English History, &c.

Miss Trimmer is preparing a Sequel to Mrs. Trimmer's Introduction to the Knowledge of Nature and the Scriptures.

late, have been the Abbé Prevost, Le Sage, and Marivaux. They observe, indeed, that if the talent of the French lady-writers suffers an eclipse little short of total, yet female powers continue in their full brilliancy in England :---This they infer from the numerwhich every day presents them, from their ous and extremely popular translations,

own presses.

We are somewhat surprised at the remissDess of our ingenious novelists, who deal in suffer so favourable an opportunity as the stories" founded on fact;" how could they delivery of a number of Christian slaves from ated? The palm is wrested from our own the dungeons of Algiers, to pass unappropriwriters by a Prussian! At Berlin has appeared Theodore Quitte, or the History of a Slave at Algiers, delivered by Lord Exmouth. By Julius de Voss. 2 vols. 8vo. 1818.

There has long been a great and increasing population in India---the descendants of Europeans from Indian mothers and their progeny. Many of them are well educated, and Speedily will be published, Early Genius, people of considerable property; and, latexemplified in the juvenile pursuits of emiterly, they have been studiously investigating nent foreigners.

Mr. Soane has in the press, Udine, a fairy romance, translated from the German of Baron de la Motte Fouque.

It will be gratifying to the lovers of Scottish literature to be informed, that a volume of poems and songs, chiefly in the Scottish dialect, by the late Richard Gall, is in the press. Mr. Gall died several years ago, in the bloom of youth, when his genius and taste had introduced him to gentlemen eminent in the literary world. He enjoyed the friendship and correspondence of Burns, Campbell, Macneil, and other celebrated poets of the day.

Mr. Rich will publish, in the course of the present month a Second Memoir of Babylon; containing an inquiry into the correspondence between the ancient descriptions of Babylon and the remains still visible on the site. Suggested by the "Remarks" of Major Reunel, published in the Archæologia.

their civil rights as free-born British subjects. They have commenced a newspaper to facil itate the objects of their inquiries, and all public measures in India will now be openly canvassed, and Europe will no longer be abused respecting the condition of the Eastern hemisphere.

Dawson Turner, Esq. will soon publish the remaining portion of his coloured figures and descriptions of the Plants referred, by botanists, to the genus fucus.

Treatise on the Construction of Maps, has Mr. Alexander Jamieson, author of a now in the press a Grammar of Logic, and a Grammar of Rhetoric. These works are constructed upon principles not hitherto adopted in didactic books, except in Mr. Jamieson's edition of Adams's Elements of Useful Knowledge. The Grammar of Logic will appear early in September, and the Grammar of Rhetoric towards the end of Autumn.

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EXTRACTS FROM A LAWYER'S PORT-FOLIO.

[BY THE AUTHor of legends OF LAMPIDOSA.]

THE BROTHER'S HOUSE.

spots sanctified by their remains; and IT T has pleased one of the merriest the last inhabitant of the Brother's writers of this age to call courts of House might have been mistaken for law the chimnies of society, through one of their society. But though his which all the smoke and black vapours habits now appeared so simple and find a vent; thence inferring, that the sequestered, he had acted a celebrated sweepers must have black hands. I part on the great theatre of life. His am not able to decide whether these genius and sensibility had been blunted chimnies of the moral world could be in his youth by too early inheritance of cleansed by besoms, or other machines, rank and fortune, yet he did not become, as satisfactorily as by human sweepers, like the prodigal of the seventeenth alias lawyers. Let future parliaments century, by turns a fidler, statesman, consider this, as our's have bountifully and buffoon:-he only changed into a chemist, and employed the energies compassionated a fraternity of the same colour. I comfort myself by remem- left by dissipation, on gas, galvanism, merino fleeces, and human skulls. Afbering that my profession acquaints me particularly with the firesides of my ter amusing himself with more than the fellow-creatures, and that the stains on Century of Inventions," dedicated by our hands may be washed away. the Marquis of Worcester to King There was once in the North of Charles, he suddenly sunk into an England a half-forsaken bye-road, obscure and indolent solitude, adopting which led the traveller round the skirts Paracelsus's maxim-" Trees last lonof a wide woody garden, from whence ger than men, because they stand still." He ceased to write, ate little, a flight of stone steps ascended to a green terrace, where stood the remnant talked still less, and never moved beof an ancient building, calied the yond the threshold of the Brother's Brother's House. It owed this name House, in which he settled himself to the appropriation of the mansion in without regarding its dilapidated state, other times to a Moravian fraternity, with only one servant, a man as merry long since dissolved. A few flat tab- and useful, but as oddly shaped and as lets scattered among the neglected much dreaded by the neighbourhood, flowers in the garden, distinguish the as the lubber-fiend of Milton's days. His master was known in that little

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circle by the name of Old Quarles, of lines contained in any contract or but more commonly by that of Brother instrument sealed with it. Wherefore Christopher, in allusion to an old to prevent all doubt or falsification, I Moravian, whose reverend person he seal this my last Will and Testament resembled. And he, with a kind of with the seal above described, and herefamiliar humility, which seemed an ac- by give and bequeath the seal itself, as quiescence in the simple customs of the a token of my most true regard, and as a former residents, always styled his ser- rare specimen of precious mechanic art, vant, "Brother John."-This singu- to my eldest nephew Christopher. To lar recluse had two nephews, to whom, his Brother John I bequeath an alphaas all his fortune was expected to cen- bet in a lantern, a pocket ladder, and a tre in them, he was permitted to give discourse woven in ribbon, all devised the names he most delighted in, his by our ancestor's most noble friend, the own and his favourite domestic's: but said Marquess of Worcester. And to these young men, though they grew up both my nephews jointly I give and bewith the same prospects, education, queath my only faithful servant, comand society, were as unlike as the per- monly called John. Finally, I desire sons whose appellations they bore. that they, my aforesaid nephews, shall They agreed only in their dependence provide a chest of English oak, and on their uncle Quarles, and their anxie- place it on two cross beams in the upty to secure his favour. On his six- per part of my barn,* having first entieth birth-day, he summoned them to closed in it my mortal remains, which I his lonely house, to make known their therein bequeath to the worms, my rechosen paths in life, and receive some siduary legatees." substantial proofs of his affection. Bro- Very few weeks after this remarkather Christopher, as the eldest and his ble testament had been written, the tesuncle's namesake, entertained very con- tator's death was announced to his nefident hopes of his bounty and prefer- phews; and as he had made no devise ence; while the younger, conscious that of his real estate, the eldest claimed and his manners and opinions were unlikely took possession of the whole, leaving to conciliate a morose recluse, endeav- his brother only the whimsical antique oured to provide himself with a set of mentioned in their uncle's testament. ancient dogmas and quotations, which Every crevice and chest was searched, might be useful occasionally. The vis- in hopes of finding some concealed it was briefly paid, and received with- hoard to enrich the unfortunate cadet's out any apparent distinction between share of the few moveables found in the the nephews; but a few hours after antiquary's mansion; and when all had their departure, Quarles called his ser- been examined in vain, he endeavoured vant John into his bedchamber, and to find some hint or secret purpose in wrote this testamentary memorandum the woven ribbon which held the chief in his presence:-"Whereas in the place among the bequests. But it only year 1659 the most noble Marquess of contained these ancient and respectable Worcester bequeathed to my ancestor, maxims. Sir Philip Quarles, Knt. a seal of his "Chuse the daughter of a good moown special invention, as mentioned in ther. the Harleian MSS. volume 2428, in "If thou hast wit and learning, get which there is a copy of the Century of wisdom and modesty also.-'Tis not Inventions in his own hand-writing. sufficient to be precious if thou art not By this aforesaid seal, any letter, though polished. written but in English, may (as therein "Visit thy brother, but live not too specified) be read in eight different near him. Neither make servants of languages; and by its help the owner thy kindred, nor kindred of thy servants. may privately note the day of the month,

the month of the year, the year of our Lord, the names of the witnesses, the

"Let thy companions be like the

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