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of being affected even by the awful presence of sufferings of the groupes !
the Deity. He is lost in the degraded state | round about him.
of a slave, and almost every virtue and feeling The character of the I
of the human creature are extinguished and very impressive. Their mi
subdued by the habits and sense of his con- and made up in their fait
Jition.

anxiety as to the event of the So true is the observation of the poet, that are perfectly assured of the divi.. the day of slavery robs a man of all his worth. || master's powers. Tbe figure of the young woman who is born | Mr. West has shewn very great skill in the blind, the mother with ber sick and dying in-grouping of the various figures, which, we fapt, an old man in helpless imbecility, are should think, are nearly one hundred in numrendered with the most exquisite pathos and ber. The colouring is suitable to the dignity rehned delicacy.

and awfulness of the subject--not glaring and In the right groupe is a woman afflicted obtrusive, but grave, majestic, and sombre. with a palsy, which has distorted her frame, i It is impossible to convey au adequate ideá and is even then agitating her limbs. She is of this noble and affecting picture by any supported by two vigorous and muscular | written criticism. It is our opinion that, for soldiers, which afford a five contrast with her joustness and precision of character, it is a work emaciated figure. Her son, with outstretched, which has never been excelled. It is an effort arms, is advanced before her, and seems to im of art, which must defy any future attempt plore the most speedy attention of the Saviour upon the same subject. We feel ourselves to bis parent's sufferings. There are numerous seosibly proud as Englishmen that so admirother figures and appearances of sickness, able a work has been executed in the country. which we do not think it necessary to par- || This admirable production, which tbe best ticularize.

ll judges have pronounced not inferior to any The character of our Lord is divinely exe. | work of Raphael or Michael Angelo, has becas cuted. He is shewn without art, without il purchased by the Governors and Subscribers affection, perfectly simple and dignified. of tbe British Institution, at the price of three Whilst all eyes are directed to bim, his im. thousand guineas, a price equally honourable partial benevolence distinguishes none in par. || tu their munificence and taste. It is jutended ticular. The divine placidity of his counte. | to place it in a National Gallery, to be erected pance, in which all peace and charity reign, || by Government, for the exbibition and preforms a beautiful contrast with the malevo. servation of the works of British Painters. lence of the Jews behind him, and the agonised

Illustrations of the Graphic Art; EXEMPLIFIED BY SKETCHES FROM THE NATIONAL MUSEUM AT PARIS,

Through an unfortunale mistake in our last Month's Number, the Sketch of Tue DRUNKARD, by

Van Ostade, was inserted instead of The TRUMPETER, by Gerard Dow; nor was the error discovered until the press of business rendered it impossible to rectify it. This Month, however, zve have giren the neglected Plate, and our Readers will find its criticism in our last Number, page 148 ; whilst the present Number contains the criticism on the Sketch of THE DRUNKARD, formerly given. We therefore commence with THE DRUNKARD.

THE DRUNKARD,

U ness of the tippling shop; he drinks alone, Which the French critics consider as a chef and with a selfish asociability, and seems to d'aurre of art and sentiment: it represents, enjoy a brutish pleasure from the progress of in fact, a man grown old in inebriety, and his intoxication; he has begun, and bus nearly whose mind and manners are formed by ha. fini: bed; his countenance is strongly tinged bitual intoxication. His eyes express the with the liquor, and his face seems as if it fatuity of drunken igooravce, not the wild was perspiring through every pore. In short, ners of casual iatemperance, but the sottish | whilst looking at the original, the speciatur

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almost imagine that he smells the fumés noften been able to catch those peculiar of his half-emptied can. His fingers, as if by shades of character wbich are not marked habit, still grasp his glass securely ; his lips l with sufficient strength to be admitted in the seem to smack, and to enjoy the flavour of his grand scenes of historical painting; and these beverage; whilst bis whole air announces a shades so happily caught by them, sbew that complete satisfaction with the pleasure af they have paid a close attention to familiar forded to bis ruling passion. He has just objects around them. This prodoces å senti. enough for his wishes, and appears deter- | ment delicately fine, but which by it very mined to see it out.

tenuity is invisible to those who soar, above The next which we have selected for this il month's embellishment, is of a more interest.

In the distance, two figures near tbe fireing nature than the last, and is considered Il place are scarcely perceived; it stems, indeed, among the best and highest finished of Gerard That the colour having become black by age, Dow's productions; this is one

the personages in the back-ground are almost THE YOUNG HOUSEWIFE;

faded, as well as some of the tints which

are lost even in the fore-ground of the picAnd, in fact, the head of this young woman is ture. The lights, whose effect is so closely one of the most amiable productions of his studied by the Flemish artists, are liere io a art. It is easy to see that it is a portrait, or scientific gradation, from the open window to more properly speaking, a study after na- the very back ground of the chamber. As in ture. Historical painting cannot produce nature there are vo barsh lines of separation, these true and finished portraits, because it is so here the light spreads itself gradually, aud either obliged to invent ideal beauty, or to | when it falls on any inter inediate object, it flows magnify and enlarge the object which it off so gradually that there is neither interval studies. This sweet head, when closely ex- || nor harsh reflection; it is curious, above all, ainined, and even though the cradle had not || to observe the tone vf an open sbutter without, been introduced, is not that of an unformed ll of which no tint resembles that peculiar girl, but of a young mother. Ornament it with light which enters the chamber. Yet soine of diamonds, still will it be a rustic couutenance, ll the accompanying objects do not accord prebut with an expression peaceful, easy, and ac. cisely with the general subject; the columu customed to seclusion.

in bas relief, the sword hanging up, the The complexion is exactly appropriate to great panes of glass covered with armorial the character; although clear and delicate, bearing, seem but little in unison with the has not apparently suffered from sun-burn. cabbages, the other vegetables, and all the ing; but although the hands agree with the I paraphernalia of a kitchen. bead in tint, they do not so in form, for they | Still must it be confessed that the details are are too meagre, too boney, and too long; yet || studied and worked up with a precision which still the whole tone of the figure agrees with || seems to drive the imitator to despair; and the head, and there is nothing incomplete on a " in this very piece must be that identical broomgeneral view. The infant in the cradle accords stick which cost the painter three days liard well with its young mother ; but its head is labour. A cradle too, and a basket, are so prenot a study from life, for a child of its ap- cisely finished, that there is not a twig or a. parent age is more chubby, and not so white. rush which does not possess its three tints of The little girl who watches it, has a smile light, shade, and reflection. This studied per. which does not agree with ber appear. fection only affords room for one subject of ance; it has weither gaiety nor malice, nor regret, which is, that Gerard Dow, instead even the complacence which might suit her ll of bestowing so much time and labour on a age; but is almost that of a simpleton; it is | basket, did not occupy himself in painting ouiy her lips which laugh, and her whole man- | two or three beads like those of The Young mer has all the awkward simplicity of a l| Housewife. novice.

(To be continued.) The greatest of the Flemish painters have

WARS

POETRY.

ORIGINAL AND SELECT.

SUNDAY IN THE COUNTRY. See through the vestry comes a noble lord!

The common entrance cannot well accord Now from the village church, the chiming with his nobility !-Silk curtains green bells

!! Inclose him round-by vulgar eye unseen, At seven begin; while custom then repels

| Who strive, in vain, to catch a casual glance, The wish to waste in sleep á later hoor,

Should bis sweet Countess draw the silk, by This day, devoted to th' All-waking Pow'r,

chance: Who kindly gave to man this best of days,

The upper maids sit in the pew behind, To rest from labour, and to sing bis praise. with ile fat housekeeper ot'stately mind, The village ljuds, obedient to the call

Who looks on all the country.folks with Of social breakfast, now assemble, all

pride, The num'rous members of one happy cot,

And such poor bumpkins cannot but deride. Parted the week, each to a diff'rent spot; This day united io upe band of love,

Here stocking-weavers, iron-mongers great, The suns and brothers dear affection prove. Have quitted trade, and bought a country, in blossom-colour'd coat, or gay pea-green,

seat; With waistcoats strip'd, the village Jads are

Ofold inhabitants, churchwardens nuw seen;

(curl'd,

Becoine, they sometimes honour with a bow, With hair sleek-comb'd, or nature-woven

The mild, decay'd, old gentry; but declare They shine the beauz, o'er all their little

Best seats made for themselves, such shall not world :

share: First in their cottage they the notes essay

| Phus, perhaps, she who traces a long line Of Hymn or Psalm which they must sing to

Of bravest ancestors, must not repine, day:

If tbrust below a sordid, selfish race, Assembl'd in the church-yard long before

Whv durst not sit before her father's face, The Sexton has unlock'd the sacred door:

But humbly stand, with cap in hand, and Here serious talk and politics go round,

wait, Amidst the aged-one, witb look profound,

Nor dare approach within his outer gate. Shakes his grey head." The French will never

|| The farmer's daughter with six hundred pound come."

Thinks herself rich, and baughtily looks
He says, “They'lÍ wiser be, and keep at home.” | round,
But see the Rev'rend Minister advance;

Her person not unlovely, but her mind
And proud he feels, whom happily, by chance, Being half cultivated, is confin'd;
Tbe preacher smiles on, with a gracious buw;

To fashion she aspires, but never seems
The peasant, then, looks down on those be-

To others, what herself she truly deems; low,

Sings Psalms aloud, to prove she knows ani As wanting wisdom; wbich the Parson found

air, . Writ on his brow; perhaps he caught the

|| And has of music's smatterings a share ; sound

But see, her former fin'ry she evades; Of knowledge politic, which he expressa | A tatter'd bonnet now her visage shades ; Biit just before !_0 happiness the best,

Half dirty muslin gwn, a shawl not clean, The truest thou, purchas'd at price so small!

|| And the nymph's whole attire is poor and Prince, hero, statesman, ibqu above them all,

mean :

(more, Contented clown! thy dear, delusive joys,

| Miss comes from
Miss comes from town, to pass

town, to pass a week, or Prove that all earthly lionours are but toys. 11Avid says, she never saw such folks before!

Il “ Dress on a Sunday! Oh! 'tis vulgar, Forgive, thou Sacred Majesty Divine,

quite! Thou know'st all profanation of thy shrine, " 1; cousin, go to church like avy fright." My spirit scorns:-Yet, no where can be Thus counsels she ber friend; and with a found,

stare In any spot of consecrated ground,

Brought fresh from London, now looks here, More than in country church the diff'ring now there, mind,

| To prove high-breeding, and superior skill From the proud magistrate to lowest hiud. ll In taste, in elegance, or what you will, No. XVIII. Vol. III.-NS.

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New converse now, the church-yard's doond | Where, from her chamber-window bought she to prove,

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(sties, As homeward all the congregation move; || But horse-pouds, cart-houses, or sweet pig. The ladies then begin.--" How ma'am, are What but dear novels can the fair delight? you?

1 And yet how sad, to read from moru to " Dido't I see the squire within his pew?"

night! “Oh, no! be has got such a teizing cough; Aud theu the library is so very poor! “I fear, puer man, some day 'twill take him | Of novels new, contains not half a score; off."

Those they call new, are ancient as the hills, “ Poor gentleman! so happy in his wife, And oft willi sad despair her bosom fills: “ Must make bien truly much attach'd to life: The Female Quirotte that she koows by “ Good morrow, madam. Did you ever heart; hear i .

The Myst'ries of Udolpho make her start "Such an unfeeling creature! W'hy, my dear, At ber owu shadow; while she's really sick, * She speaks about her busband's dying, To read so oft the novel of Old Nick.

just "As if no inore than that poor cloud of dust, !

My lady with ennui, quite stupid grown, " La! 'tis the soldiers, make it; come, my

She and my lord oft forc'd to dine alone, dear,

| Weeps at ber fate—“O summer months too « Let's see if any Officers are there."

is still the burtben of my lady's song. The village swains they talk the sermon

|| CHARLOTTE, bright female, thy accomplish'd o'er;

mind, Some find it better than they've heard before; Others declare, they think he speaks too!

In every state felicity can find;

Whellier in court with splendour thou art much About the public-houses, and all such!

scen,

{Queen! For many topers find it rather hard,

Or in sweet Windsor's bow'rs-3 peerless To be on Sunday, from good ale deburrid;

At church no blind obscures thee from the “And where," they cry, “Can be the mighty

sight sin,

Of those, who view thee, ever with delight, “ If I, with neighbour Higgins just stept in,

li There piety and true devotion shine, * Aud stay an hour or two, a pipe to smoke?

As low thou bend'st before the Throne Di« Or sit to laugh and crack a merry joke?"

vine; When ev'ning comes, no longer they com- || Thy servantssomc grawn in the service grey, plaiu ;

Faithful attend, and for thy safety pray, For all the preacher's eloquence was vain: And that of Britain's King-Illust'rous pair, Seated on benches, see the jag goes round, Whose genuine virtues and example fair, And harmless mirthnay, judgmeni, too, pro- / Make Windsor, where those virtues long have found,

shone, If rightly led these village patriots know, The spot where piety bas fix'd her throne; Though doom'd by humble lot to till and

Tbere, free from stern fanaticism's strife, plow.

Blest in his subjects love, and length of life, See the sweet fields the youthful tribe adorn, GEORGE, with affectiou, and with wisbee Of village lads and lasses fresh as norn;

kind, Some in straw bats, with ribbons blue ar-) Sees then enjoy that day, made for mankind, ray'd; safraid;

S. G. And to wear cheerful green, no nymph's ( Seldom forsaken is the rural naid.

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MUSIC, AN ODE. The twilight supper brought upon the green, - SAY, beav'nly Maid! enchanting Music! say, Before the cottage door is oft times seen : Amidst the Discord that untunes the world, Health true enjoyment gives the viands plain, 'Shall not thy Magic Pow'rs the rage allay, Constant employment frees the miud from And each rude passion be to dark oblivion pain.

i hurid? But if that farmer's lass, in fancy great,

But, if more potent than thy charms, Is doom'd, by rain, unto !he mournful fate

!! Tyrannic Discord still shall reign, Of passing all this day at her dull bom,

1. Calling hier angry sons in arms, When miry lapes preveut euch guest to come ; #

me; Furious to tread ibe ensanguin'd plain :

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