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public—to the cold and abstract reasoning, the air of scientific pedantry, and the unnecessary parade of philosophy, in which they have too frequently been shrouded. The importance, therefore, of an accurate acquaintance, with this branch of science, will be the measure of that service, which shall bring it down from its elevated platform, and render its wholesome maxims and profoundest mysteries patent to the mass of general readers. And this is the identical service of which Miss Martineau has commenced the performance—with a singular ability—full of a generous enthusiasm for her subject—and in full possession of all the power and grace necessary for its due and happy illustration.

We are partial to female authors—in general women write well when they do write—there is more of simplicity and individuality in their intellectual character, than in that of literary men in general. They are perhaps less profound, but they are more free from the prejudice and affectation of science—the range of their knowledge is sometimes more limited, but within that range, it is generally more acute and discriminating. They may not have ascended to the hill tops of science, and looked down upon a subject world— but it has often been their happy and useful office to adorn the lower declivities with the fruits of their genius, and to indicate with an exquisite taste and accuracy, the paths which lead to the immortal summits. These qualities, with the gracefulness and flowing perspicuity of their style, fit them admirably for the important task of illustrating and throwing light upon those dogmas of science, which men, in the pride of a careless philosophy, either toss out at random, or send forth disguised under a veil of scientific and elaborate pedantry.

Such being our opinion of the better class of female writers, we rejoice to observe that a lady has undertaken the arduous and important task of introducing to the domestic circle, the principles and doctrines of political economy, and of rendering them familiar as household words. As far as Miss Martineau has yet proceeded, she has amply redeemed her pledge of producing " Illustrations of Political Economy;" and in a series of " Tales," which without any reference to their special object, are in themselves beautiful creations—she has made known to us, and left the vivid impression upon our minds, of some of the first principles and more important deductions of that important science. We do not know that there is any other medium, through which the knowledge of the general principles, and elementary truths of any subject of a severe or scientific character, can be so certainly, and with such facility, conveyed to the careless and desultory enquirer, as that of fiction—which enlists his sympathies and affections in the supposed fortunes of some fragments of his species—and having thus obtained his ear, seduces him into the reception of truths, from which, if presented in a less attractive form, he would instantly have shrunk away. Miss Martineau is well acquainted with the secret of this power, and has made a happy and skilful use of it. She knows that, when through the medium of a thousand pleasant memories, and agreeable associations, you enable men to comprehend the fundamental principles and leading truths of any particular science, you have done much to induce them to extend their enquiries, and to pursue the subject to its more recondite and ultimate conclusions. Upon this principle, this admirable series of tales has been written, and, besides their merit as illustrations of some of the principal truths of political economy, they are well worthy of perusal as pieces of elegant and engaging fiction. Our limits will not permit us to enter into any detailed examination of the several tales, or to indulge our readers with extracts, in place of which we must content ourselves with briefly stating our views of the general characteristics of this able writer, both as to matter and manner. The object of the series, is as we have already stated, the familiar illustration of the doctrines of political economy—of course the characters and machinery of the different tales are intended to be subordinate to this leading object and must be judged of chiefly with reference to it. And here is one of the great merits of our author—she possesses in a high degree, the agreeable power of blending the colours of fiction with the graver hues of systematic discussion. We have an enviable facility of pencil, prodigal of landscape, and fertile in situation, character and incident—whilst, with these, are interwoven, with equal skill and grace, the truths of philosophy and the principles of science, so as to form a texture of the most beautiful and variegated character.

Miss Mortineau reminds us of an old favourite of ours, Miss Edgeworth—there is the same calm, clear and excellent sense in all that she says, the same high tone of moral principle—no leas discrimation and acuteness in her views of human nature—and nearly equal power of delineating a variety of character; whilst she still more strongly recals to us, that admirable writer, by the wide range of her observation, the variety and extent of her information—the vigour and terseness of her dialogue—the gentle pungency of her irony—and above all, by her unfailing wisdom, and the treasures of a thoughtful benevolence, with which these unpretending volumes are studded over in every direction. We trust we have said enough, to induce our readers to become personally acquainted with this interesting series. We think it specially adapted for the instruction of the youthful and general reader, to whom it will open a delightful avenue to the knowledge and study of one of the most important of the sciences. Whilst, in this pursuit after truth, his taste will be cultivated, and his mind enlarged—his moral nature enriched by an acquaintance with the elegant forms, under which knowledge is presented to him, and the wise and generous sentiments with which it is adorned and accompanied.


We have scarcely had time to peruse all the articles in the present number of this monthly miscellany; but from what we have read, we think there is an evident improvement in the practicability of the political views of the present, when compared with those poured forth in the preceding numbers. "Our Three Days," though hurriedly written, paints clearly, and, perhaps, not too strongly, the excitement which existed, particularly in Scotland, during the temporary Ministerial interregnum. "The Bank Charter1' is an able paper on this most interesting question, obviously penned by an individual intimately acquainted with the details of our monetary system, and is well worthy of being perused by all, who, at this peculiar crisis of our commercial history, look to some just and stable system of Banking being settled by Parliament. "Irish Education" is a plain pleading for the adoption of the Ministerial plan, at present so much canvassed throughout the country.

In the literary department, we are also inclined to say that we think there is an improvement. There is, perhaps, nothing very striking or original, in any of the papers, but, certainly, the light article on " Hogg's Queer Book," and on the " Botheration of the Personnel," with the more sedate articles on " Jean Jacques Rousseau," and " Goethe," are infinitely superior to such confined subjects, and flimsy verbiage, as "Wheesht," the "Pechler" and the " Essay on Kissing."

In the poetical department, we are still sorry to find that this Magazine is sadly deficient. With the exception of a touching ballad, by W. Motherwell, and lines "To a Tame Deer," there has appeared no poetry that is at all worthy of recollection. The present number, with the exception of the lines alluded to, is peculiarly deficient of genuine poetry. The wild and beautiful poem which appears in this present number of "The Day" would, in fact, put to shame, the generality of the rhymes which appear in this number of Tait's Magazine. If the editor of this otherwise interesting Miscellany be desirous to get credit, for good taste, from the real lovers of the muse, he must look out for poets, not rhymters, as contributors.

While we thus broadly state our opinion upon this department of Tait's Magazine, we beg, at the same time, to repeat that notwithstanding this defect, it is one of the best periodicals of the day; .


Sermon by the Rev. J. Marshall Luke xL 9.
Sermon by the Rev. Dr. Dewar. Luke xii 32.

We are happy to see this useful work continuing to maintain its character and to increase in interest; for the present number presents us with specimens of two very excellent discourses, by Clergymen well known to many of our readers. Although both sermons have pleased us, they are as different as possible in execution. Mr. Marshall's is more ambitious in style than Dr. Dewar's—it is sometimes declamatory—and the too frequent intraduction of the Anaphora in the composition gives it a character peculiarly its own, but it rises in many of its passages to eloquence, and, when it was delivered, must have had a powerful effect upon the audience. After a suitable introduction, Mr. Marshall enforces his subject by showing,

1st, "That barriers, in the way of prayer, have been removed."

2d, "We have encouragement in going to God in the exercise of prayer."

3d, "We are also encouraged by our having a mediator, and the plea founded on the completeness and glory of his work, "

4th, "God has promised to answer prayer."

We extract the following passage as a specimen of Mr. Marshall's style, from his illustration of the third division >U sab ject:—

The man who loves natural beauty must feel peculiar pleasure when he sees a wilderness converted into a garden. The God who loves moral beauty must take delight in making the wilderness of our hearts to rejoice and to blossom like the rose. And when we go to him for the effecting of such a change as this—for the promotion of the interests of true godliness, we may rest assured that Jehovah and we, upon that point, are agreed—that we are seeking the accomplishment of that which he must take delight in effecting within us. Besides this, what he has done for the accomplishment of this object is eminently calculated to fill us with the same comfortable expectation—to fill us with the utmost confidence in his willingness to grant, to fulfil such desires. As we have observed to you, the Redeemer, in this chapter, gives this encouragement to us to cherish. When Abraham, at the command of God, went forth from his country, and his kindred, and his father's house—when he set out on his journey through the desert, not knowing whither he went—when he proceeded on that perilous journey, till he arrived at Canaan, when he took up his abode there, and, in obedience to the command of God, remained there,—though a pilgrim and a stranger, you would unhesitatingly say, that by his obedience in all these respects, he gave most satisfactory manifestation of his readiness to do any thing to which God might call him. And still more satisfactory demonstration did he give upon this point when called upon to make the surrender of his son—his only son—his beloved son—his son in whom all the promises of God seemed centered; instead of hesitating, he rose up early in the morning, proceeded on his journey to Mount Moriah, came to the place where the sacrifice was to be offered, bound his son upon the altar, and lifted up the knife to slay him. In this way, my friends, did Abraham, in a most remarkable manner, show that there was nothing which God required him to do which he was not most ready to do. Oh, I ask, has not Jehovah given the very same manifestation with regard to us? He spared not his Son, but gave him up to the death for us all. It pleased the father to wound, and to bruise, and to put him to death. And thus we are warranted to reason with the Apostle,—" He that spared not his own Son, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things." We, my friends, in going to the throne of grace, seeking the blessings we stand in need of, feeling the importance and value of these benefits, may take encouragement to believe that still they will not be withheld, from the consideration of what has been already given, that the way might be laid open for these very benefits being showered down upon us.

Dr. Dewar's sermon is written in plain and distinct language, and enforces the lessons of the text rather by addressing the judgment, than dazzling the imagination. It acknowledges the people of God as "a little flock," it enforces the Saviour's command, that they should not "fear," and it traces, with great ability, the causes by which that fear is produced. It then considers the argument why believers ought not "to fear." It is God's pleasure to give them the kingdom.

III. But consider, in the third place, the argument by which the exhortation of our Lord is enforced,—*' Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom." This part of our subject suggests many most delightful considerations, to a very few of which I shall at present attend. We are here taught by our Saviour, that if we truly belong to the little flock of which Christ is the Shepherd, a kingdom is already prepared for us. All the descriptions which the Scriptures give us of this kingdom, are calculated to raise our ideas of its excellence and glory. All the images which this world can afford, are employed to represent to us the honour, purity, and happiness in reserve for the people of God in that kingdom. And heaven is the place where this blessing is to be enjoyed. It is represented as his place of inexhaustible glory,—as the city of the Great King,—as the city whose builder and maker is God. Into this place the Saviour is now entered, and is surrounded with angels and archangels, with the spirits of just men made perfect; and there all is redeemed, our little flock, shall be assembled, when their bodies shall be fashioned like unto his own glorious body, according to the working whereby he is able to subdue all things to himself.

Nor are the place and company of heaven more glorious than its services. These consist in an intimate, and constant, and happy

communion with God. Free from all sorrow and imperfection, the redeemed will be made capable of enjoying that happiness. Every hope will then be realised—every desire will then be gratified: "They are before the throne of God, and fSey serve him day and night in his temple: and he that sitteth on the throne, shall dwell among them. They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters; and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes."


The death of Baron Cuvier has filled the scientific world with grief, and it will, perhaps, not be deemed unacceptable, to give a short record of an individual who was, undoubtedly, the most distinguished interpreter of nature and of science, and make some slight allusions to those works which have procured for their author an undying fame.

George Leopold, C. F. D. Baron de Cuvier was, in some manner, of German extraction, having been born at Montbeillard, which was then an appendage of the electorate of Wurtemberg, on the 25th of August, 1769: a year of no little note in the annals of illustrious nativities, as having given birth to a Napoleon, a Wellington, a Walter Scott, a Canning, a Schiller, and a Chateaubriand. From his earliest youth, he displayed peculiar fondness for intellectual pursuits, and excited in the breasts of those who were familiar with his ways, expectations of high promise. His father was an officer; but the son, from a feeling of his physical debility, resolutely declined to follow the military profession, and was, therefore, bred up, in the first instance, for the church. With this view, it was determined that his academical career should receive its completion at Tubingen, and he accordingly contended foroneof the exhibitions orstipends, granted by that university: but, being out of favour with the examiner, he was not successful; and, as a compensation for what the then Regent of Wurtemberg considered an act of great injustice, was appointed to a post in the Academy of Prince Charles, at Stuttgart. This circumstance effectually diverted him from the clerical line; and he next betook himself to juridical studies, though the field of nature continued to be the object of his strongest predilections. His residence at Stuttgart was the source of his familiar acquaintance with the language and literature of Germany; but, as his income there was very limited, he was shortly afterwards glad to avail himself of the opportunity of improving it, by accepting a tutorship in the family of Count d'Herley, who had a seat in Normandy. Here, possessing enlarged resources, nature put in her claim to every moment of his leisure: and he was not slow in perceiving, that the advance of zoology bore no proportion to that of botany, which the great Linnaeus had raised to so eminent a degree of perfection; nor even to that of mineralogy, which at that time absorbed the attention of some of the most distinguished men of science, in France and Germany. Cuvier, resolved, therefore, to enter upon a course of minute observation, into the distinct organs of the animal species, in order that he might be enabled to trace their connexion, and their influence upon animal life, with greater precision than had hitherto been attempted. As a preparation for this task, he possessed no inconsiderable advantage in the vicinity of his residence to the sea-coast, where he was enabled to study the conformation of marine animals. The fruit of his first investigations was, the arranging of the numerous class of Vermes in their natural order ; and the extraordinary lucidness with which he stated the result of his observations, and laid down the enlarged views to which he had arrived, on the subject of zoological science, excited the admiration of men of science, and brought him into connexion with the first naturalists of the day, in Paris; amongst these was Geoffrey St. Hilaire, upon whose persuasion he removed to the French capital, and through whose instrumentality he obtained unlimited access to the Cabinet of Natural History, at the head of which St. Hilaire stood. The two friends next undertook the publication of various works, introducing an improved arrangement of the race of Mammalia; and, in 1795, St. Hilaire procured his young friend an appointment in the Central School at Paris. In the same year, be had the honour of being admitted a member of the Institute, which had been just re-established; and, in 1798, laid the foundation of his extensive celebrity, by publishing his "Tableaux Elcineutaire de l'Histoire des Animaux," which he originally wrote for the use of the class to which he was attached. From that time be was deservedly esteemed one of the first zoologists in Europe. But he was destined to become the parent of what, with reference to its then most imperfect state, might be termed a new science; and in his capacity of Professor of Comparative Anatomy, had an extensive field before him, for bringing his rare talent of imparting instruction, to the aid of his deep penetration and masterly acquirements. Foraseiiesof years, Cuvier's courses on this science filled the lecture-rooms of the Parisian Lyceum with an auditory, from which there was scarcely a resident, of really cultivated mind, who could be counted among the absentees. 11 Comparative anatomy, indeed, in conjunction with his researches into the fossil kingdom, will, so long as they have being, stand forth as enduring

monuments, by which the name of Curler will be handed down to the latest posterity."

None were better qualified than Cuvier, to succeed to the vacant chair, which D'Aubenton had filled in the College de France, and to which the former was appointed in the year 1800. His merits now attracted the notice of Napoleon, who called him to a seat in the department of Public Instruction, where he was successively Intrusted with the most responsible duties, and, by his talent, activity, and application, effected several highly beneficial reforms. In 1811, we find him charged with the important duty of locally examining into, and reporting upon the state of education, particularly of the middling and lower classes, in Germany and Holland; and, two years afterwards, his imperial patron appointed him Maitre des Requites in his privy council, in which capacity he was sent on a most Important mission to Mayence.

At the restoration of the Bourbons, Cuvier was confirmed by Louis XVIII. in the various dignities, which he had held under his predecessor; and not only so, but he was appointed councillor of state, and, as such, was first employed in the committee of legislation, and afterwards In that of internal affairs. He continued, during the reign of Charles X. and the present sovereign to devote himself, in high stations, to the service of his country, in the arduous character of a public servant, a man of first-rate scientific attainments, and an indefatigable devotee to his favourite pursuit, both as a writer and a professor. In fact, at the very hour of his lamented decease, which took place on the 15th ult. he held the various appointments of privy councillor, member of the Royal Council for Public Education, perpetual secretary of the Academy of Sciences, and Member of the French Academy.

The industry of Cuvier was almost as wonderful as his genius. The list of his writings is really astonishing. In the Index to the first twenty volumes of the 11 Annals of the Museum of Natural History," the titles of the various articles which he contributed, many of which are of considerable length, occupy several closely printed quarto columns. To the 11 Memoirs of the Academy of Sciences" he was an almost liberal contributor. Many of these essays contain the most valuable suggestions and discoveries, and several have been incorporated in the larger separate works which be published on the subjects of his studies. Of these, one of the most important is his excellent " Essay on the Mineralogies! Geography of Paris," which he wrote in conjunction with Alexander Brongniart, and published in 1811. The " basics" of London and Paris are now, to the geological student, what the auxiliary verbs are to the learners of grammar—the forms which he studies with the very rudiments of the science, in order to see exemplified its more general maxims, and to compare with them whatever he meets on his further progress. That the capital of France shares this honour with the capital of England, that country may iu a great measure ascribe to Cuvier.

But a more important work, and one of which Cuvier has the undivided glory, is the celebrated "Researches on Fossil Bones," which he published in four volumes quarto, in 1812, and to which he afterwards added a fifth. This is the work which definitely placed him at the head of the naturalists of Europe. It has been justly deemed one of the greatest advances in science on which this country can pride itself, that a naturalist can now, on the discovery of a fossil tooth, merely by the examination of that seemingly unimportant relic, pronounce with certainty on the nature of the animal to which it belonged, the distinguishing features of its structure, and even the prominent characteristics of its nature and habits. That this has been done, and that too with animals which, like the mammoth and the maslodon, have long disappeared from the face of the earth, that we have been enabled to form in part a natural history of the world before the creation of man —we owe chiefly to Cuvier. The discovery of a few bones, which to our ancestor* would merely have seemed the testimonies of the reality of the existence of giants in the "good old days of Pulmerin in England," and 11 Amadis of Gaul," has led in our times to an extension of the authentic history of nature, which we could hardly blame those who lived fifty or sixty years ago for regarding as wholly impossible.

Another work of Cuvier's, of the first importance, is "The Animal Kingdom," in four volumes octavo, in 1817. In this work Cuvier has done for animals what Linnaeus, or rather Jussieu, did for plants. By an exact classification of them according to their nature, he has at once facilitated the study and the recollection of their structure and their habits. The publication of this work constituted an era in the fascinating science to which it belongs, and from its being the first work to which students in general apply, it is, perhaps, still more extensively known than any of Cuvier's other contributions to the progress of knowledge. It is a model of scientific compression and exactness.

Towards the end of 1829, Cuvier, in conjunction with Valenciennes commenced the publication of a " Natural History of Fishes," to extend to from fifteen to twenty volumes octavo, or or from eight to ten in quarto. This department of natural history has, in comparison with others, been so much neglected, that a work on it from the hand of Cuvier, who stated in his preface that for twenty years he had given ills almost constant attention to its preparation, was hailed with an unanimous welcome, and the first volumes of it which appeared, were at once pronounced equal to the reputation of the author, and the expectations of the world of science.

Hitherto we have merely mentioned those works, (and of these but a selection,) in which Cuvier appears as the man of scientific research, but he is also distinguished in another character as the scientific historian. In all of his publications he devotes part of his labour to retracing the progress of the science which he is illustrating; and he has likewise published separate works on this interesting subject. His panegyrics on the deceased members of the academy of which he was secretary were collected and published in two volumes, octavo; to an edition of the works of Bacon, which he superintended, he added a History of the Progress of the Study of Nature, from 1789 downwards; and just before the memorable revolution of 1830, he had commenced, at the College of France, a course of Lectures on the History of the Natural Sciences, which were to trace it from the earliest records down to the present day.

From the first moment of the attack, which carried off this celebrated naturalist in the brief space of a week, Cuvier was sensible of the danger which menaced him, and he repeatedly dwelt upon his approaching death when conversing with the friends around him. Even when hopes of recovery were held out to him by his medical attendants, he would not suffer himself to be lulled into false security, but observed—" I am too well acquainted wth anatomy not to form a correct judgment as to my danger; my spinal marrow is attacked; and I shall not live four and twenty hours longer." So lamentable a change had indeed, been wrought in his features, that, within a space of two days only, he appeared to have grown older by full ten years. An hour before his death, an attempt, which he at first resisted, wu made to relieve him.—" You are going to torture me to no purpose," said the dying man; "no human aid can avail me. My last hour is come." A painful operation was, however, performed, and it was scarce over, before this illustrious individual was no more? He was borne to his last home on the 17th ult. with every mark of honour, no less than heartfelt grief, which public gratitude and private esteem could bestow.

Since the death of Cuvier, his merits seem to have become still more generally recognized in France than they were during his life time, when the conduct of the politician had caused many to forget the merits of the naturalist. The King of the French has conferred on his widow the highest pension, 6000 francs a-year, which he has it in his power to bestow, and a public subscription is spoken of to raise a monument to his memory. His death seems to have created as great a sensation as that of the premier, (of whom France was deprived in the same week,) and the loss of Cuvier is deplored as the loss of one who cannot be replaced.


In a late number we presented our readers with an account of Life in Calcutta, from the lively volume of Capt. Mundy, we now beg leave to give another illustration of Eastern Sports:—

"Early in the morning the whole party, including ladies, eager for the novel spectacle, mounted elephants, and repaired to the private gate of the royal palace, where the king met the commander-in-chief, and conducted him and his company to a palace in the park, in one of the courts of which the arena for the combats was prepared. In the centre was erected a gigantic cage of strong bamboos, about fifty feet high, and of like diameter, and roofed with rope network. Sundry smaller cells, communicating by sliding doors with the main theatre, were tenanted by every species of the savage inhabitants of the forest. In the large cage, crowded together, and presenting a formidable front of broad, shaggy foreheads well armed with horns, stood a group of bulfalues sternly awaiting the conflict, with their rear scientifically oppuip against the bamboos.

"The trap-doors being lifted, two tigers, and the same number of bears and leopards, rushed into the centre. The buffaloes instantly commenced hostilities, and made complete shuttlecocks of the bears, who however, finally escaped by climbing up the bamboos beyond the reach of their horned antagonists. The tigers, one of which was a beautiful animal, fared scarcely better; indeed, the odds were much against them, there being five buffaloes. They appeared, however, to be no match for these powerful creatures even single-handed, and showed little disposition to be the assaulters. The larger tiger was much gored in the head, and in return took a mouthful of his enemy's dewlap, but was finally (as the fancy would describe it) 'bored to the ropes and floored.' The leopards seemed throughout the conflict sedulously to avoid B breach of the peace.

"A rhinoceros was next let loose in the open court-yard, and the attendants attempted to induce him to pick a quarrel with a tiger who was chained to a ring. The rhinoceros appeared, however, to consider a fettered foe as quite beneath his enmity; and having once approached the tiger, and quietly surveyed him, as he writhed and growled, expecting the attack, turned suddenly round and trotted awkwardly off to the yard-gate, where he capsised s palankeen, which was carrying away a lady fatigued with the sight of these unfeminine sports.

"A buffalo and a tiger were the next combatants: they attacked furiously, the tiger springing at the first onset on the other'" head, and tearing his necki everely; but he was quickly dismounted, and thrown with such violence as nearly to break his back, and quite to disable him from renewing the combat. A small elephant was next impelled to attack a leopard. The battle was short and decisive; the former falling on his knees, and thrusting his blunted tusks nearly through his antagonist.

"Elephant fights were announced as the concluding scene of this day of strife. The spectators took their seats in a long veranda. The narrow stream of the river Goomty runs close under the palace walls, and on the opposite bank a large, open, sandy space presented a convenient theatre for the operations of these gigantic athletes. The elephants educated for the arena are large, powerful males, wrought up to a state of fury by constant feeding with exciting spices. On the spacious plain before us, we counted several of these animals parading singly and sulkily to and fro, their mahouts seated on their back, which were covered with it strong network for the driver to cling by in the conflict. In attendance upon every elephant were two or three men, armed with long spears, a weapon of which this animal has the greatest dread. We soon discovered two of the combatants slowly advancing towards each other from opposite sides of the plain. As they approached, their speed gradually increased, and they at length met with the grand shock, entwining their trunks and pushing until one, finding himself over-matched, fairly turned tail, and received his adversary's charge in the rear. This was so violent, that the mahout of the flying elephant was dislodged from his seat; he fortunately fell wide of the pursuer, and escaped with a few bruises. Five or six couple were fought, but showed little sport; the sagacious animals instantly discovering when they were overmatched."


LOVE OF THE ELEMENTS. Spirits of Light! Spirits of Shade! Hark to the voice of your love-lorn maid, who singeth all night so merrily, Under the cope of the huge elm tree. The snow may fall, and the bitter wind blow, But still with love must her heart overflow. The great elm tree is leafy and high, And its topmost branch wanders far up in the sky; It is clothed with leaves from top to toe, For it loveth to hear the wild winds blow. The winds that travel so fast and free, Over the land, and over the sea, Singing of marvels continuously. The moon on these leaves is shining ever, And they dance like the waves of a gleaming river; But, whiles in the night, When her smile shines most bright, With the cold, cold dew they shiver.

Oh, woe is me!

Oh, woe is me! I would, I were clad with leaves so green, And grew like this elm, a fair forest queen; Could shoot up ten fingers like branches tall, Till the cold—cold—dews would on me fall; For to shiver is sweet, when winds blow keen, Or boar frost powders the dreary scene. And, oh! I would like that my flesh could creep With cold, as it was wont to do; And that my heart, like a flower went to sleep, When Winter his icy trumpet blew, And shook o'er the wolds and moorland fells, His crisping beard of bright icicles.

But, woe, deep woe,

It is not so.
Spirits of Light! Spirits of Shade!
Harken, once more to your love stricken-maid;
For, oh, she is sad, as sad may be,
Fining all night underneath this tree,
Yet, lacking thy goodly company.
She is left self alone,
While the old forests groan,
As they bear, down rushing from the skies,
The embattled squadrons of the air;
Fealing o'er ridgy bills, their cries
Of battle, and of fierce despair.
Thro' sunless valleys, deep and drear
Hark, to their trumpet's brassy blare,
The tramp of steed, and crash of spear!
Nearer yet, the strife sweeps on,
And I am left, thus self alone,
With never a guardian spirit near,
To couch for me a generous lance,
Whan the Storm fiends madly prance
On their steeds of cloud and flame,
To work a gentle maiden shame,

Oh, Misery!
I die; and yet, I scorn to blame

Peace, breaking heart! it is not so,

Sweet I hear your voices flow—

All your sad soft voices flow

Like the murmurs of the ocean,

Kissed by Zephyrs into motion;

And when shells have found a tongue

To sing, as they were wont to sing,

When this noble world was young;

And the sea formed loves bright ring,

And hearts found hearts in every thing.

Now the trees find apt replying,

To your music, with a sighing

That doth witch the owl to sleep;

And, waving their great arms to and fro,

They feel ye walk, and their heads they bow

In adoration deep.

And I, with very joy could now,

Like weakest Infant weep,

That hath its humour, and doth go

With joy-wrung tears to sleep.

And now all the leaves that are sere and dry,

Noiselessly fall, like stars from the sky;

They are showering down on either hand,

A brown, brown burden upon the land.

And thus it will be with the love-stricken maid,

That loveth the spirits of Light and Shade,

And whose thoughts commune with the spirits that write

The blue book of heaven with words of light.

And who bend down in love for her,

From their stately domes on high,
To teach her, each bright character

That gleameth in her eye,
When the solemn night unrols
The vast map of the world of souls,
Oh, Ecstacy!
Rapt Ecstacy.
Beautiful Spirits! flee me not,
For this is the hour, and this the spot,
Where we were wont of yore to spell,
The language of the star-filled sky;
And walk thro' heaven's own citadel,
With stately step and upcast eyes,
And brows, on which were deeply wrought,
The fadeless prints of glorious thought.
Ye melt fast away in the dewy chill
O' the moon-beam, bot yield to a maiden's will;
Take ere ye vanish, this guerdon fair,
A long lock of her sun-bright hair;
It was shorn from temples that throbbed with pain,
As the fearful thought wandered through the brain.
That never again, as in days of yore,
It might be her hap to gather lore,
From the dropping richness of liquid tones,
That fall from the lips of spiritual ones.
Scorn not my gift—Oh, it is fair,
As streaming—it follows your course high in air;
And here is R brave and flaunting thing:—

A jolly green garland, braided well

With roses wild, and fox-glove bell—

With sage and rue, and eglantine—

With ivy leaf and holly green.
Three times it was dipped in a faery spring,
And three times spread forth in a faery ring,
Whe n the dews fell thick and the moon was full;
And three times it clipped a dead man's skull—
And three times it lay pillowed under this head,
Where its bloom was preserved, by tears freshly shed,
From a bursting heart's fond fountain head.
Take these gifts then, ere ye go,
Or my heart will break with its weight of woe,

Oh, misery!
To love, and yet to be slighted so,

Sad misery.
Spirits of Light, Spirits of Shade!
Once more thus prays your love-stricken maid:
Dig out and spread in the white moonshine,
A goodly couch for these limbs of mine;
Fast by the roots of this stately tree,
And three fathoms deep that couch must be.
And lightly strew o'er her the withered leaf;
Meet shroud for maiden mild, 'twill prove;
And as it falls it will lull her grief,
With gentlest rustlings, breathing love.
Then choose a turf, that is wondrous light,
And lap it softly o'er this breast;
And charge the dew drops, large and bright,
On its green grass forever to rest.
So that like a queen, clad in gems she may lie,
Right hollly,

With hands crossed in prayer, gazing op to the sky,


Heath's Northern* Looking Class. It gives us much pleasure to observe, that a work, which we understood to be perfectly out of the market, is again offered to the public by one of our most indefatigable Bibliopoles. Where the graphic Momus has been hiding himself we know not, but we are sure that we cannot recommend to the attention of our respectable subscribers a more useful work for the drawing-room table, than the one now before us. It will be found the most useful of all friends to amuse a party during that dullest of all quarters of an hour—that which precedes the moment when the bell announces that dinner is ready.

A beautiful picture by Correggio has lately been added to the Gallery in the Vatican. It is square, being three feet six inches, both in breadth and height, and painted on canvas; the subject our Saviour, enthroned on a rainbow and encircled by angels, in the act of stretching out his arms to dispense a blessing on the whole human race. It appears, that this picture was painted for the altar of the oratory belonging to the brotherhood of La Miserieordia, in Allegri's native town, Correggio, as is recorded in the contract of sale, extant in Tiraboschi's " Bibl. Modenese," and Pungileoni's " Vita dell' AUegri." That brotherhood sold three of Correggio's pieces to Prince Siro of that town, amongst which the present painting is first recited, under the designation of" God the Father." It was disposed of by the Prince to the Venetian painter, Ranieri; from his heirs it passed into the possession of the Gritti family in Venice; was bought at the close of the last century by one Armanni, and by him transferred to Count Marescalchi, of Bologna, from whose collection it has been received into the Vatican. The Roman cognoscenti are unanimous in their opinion of its genuineness. It has been engraved by Astoli.


Quanoon-e-islam, or the Customs of the Moosulmans of India, by Jalfur Shurreff: translated by G. A. Herklots, M. D. is in the press.

The Rev. Hobart Counter has a volume of Sermons nearly ready for publication.

An Introduction to the History of Philosophy, by Victor Cousin, is translating from the French by Linberg.

Mr. Britton's Topographical Sketches of Tunbridge Wells, with Maps and Views, is nearly ready.

The Rev. Richard Cattermole has in the press, Becket, an Historical Tragedy, the Men of England, an Ode, and other Poems.

A Selection from the Writings and Speeches of Lord Brougham, with a Memoir of his Life, is preparing for publication.

Extracts from the Manuscript Journal of the late LieutenantGeneral R. B. Long, is in the press.

Principles of Demand and Supply, applied to the Questions of the Currency and Corn Laws, by D. C. Lube, A.M. will speedily appear.

The Genera and Species of Orchideous Plants, by Professor Lindley, illustrated by Coloured Drawings on Stone, by Francis Bauer, is announced.

An Account of Anne Jackson, with some particulars concerning the Plague and Fire of London, written by Herself, is preparing for publication.


Germany The grim tyrant death has been very busy among

the literati of Germany during the past year. Besides those whose deaths have been already recorded in this journal, we have now to add Westermeycr, Bishop of Magdeburgh, and a celebrated preacher; Koch, another clergyman of the same city, and author of several esteemed botanical works; Professor Fischer of Berlin, well known by his excellent treatise on physics; Von Weber, Vicar-General of the Archbishoprick of Augsburgh, distinguised by his researches in physical science; Hegel, the celebrated professor of philosophy at Berlin; Count Julius von Soden, economist, and author of some literary works; Councillor Schmalz, author of some works on political economy; Wilmsen, the friend of children, and the author of the most popular work in Germany for their use; Kbrner,_/a//ier of the poet; Von Schmidt, professor at Berlin, deeply versed in the literature of the middle ages; Andre, editor of the Hesperus, at Stuttgart. Among the poets, romance writers and artists we may enumerate Von Arnim, Zanini, and Lessmann; the latter of whom is author of some interesting tales, and of letters on Italy and Spain, also a collection of elegies and love-songs, remarkable for their sensibility, naivete, and harmony of versification; he perished by his own hand. The Baroness de la Motte Fouquu, one of the most successful imitators of Sir W. Scott; Ruprecht, painter, engraver, and architect; Klingemann, dramatic author and director of the Brunswick theatre; Wollanck, a distinguished composer; the poetess Amalie von Helwig, not less distinguished for her accomplishments in languages and painting, than for her poetical powers. She was the authoress of Die Sckwestem von I^csbos, of a translation from Tagner's Frithiof, &c.


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NOTICES TO CORRESPONDENTS. The translation of Schiller's " Die Theilung der Erde" although superior, in some respects, to that of Lord F. L. Gower, does not yet come up to our standard. We have always esteemed this lyric as one of the German poet's most successful hits, and on this account, we are, perhaps, rather hypercritical in the opinions we have formed of any translation which, as yet, come under our notice.

Owing to a press of matter, several articles must stand over till next Saturday, among these is, a Review of a yet unpublished work, entitled, "Horace in Glasgow," in which several of our more celebrated citizens are made to figure.

"The Hustings," a satirical poem we will reserve till the Reform Marshal be again called to do his duty at the first General Election.


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