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sometimes seems to diminish, the rational possessions of man. This is the highest kind of merit that is claimed for Philosophy by its earliest as well as by its latest representatives. It is by this standard that Socrates and Kant measure the chief results of their toil.'

BOOKS REFERRED TO.

1. Arnauld's Port-Royal Logic; translated by T. S. Baynes. -2. Thomson's Outlines of the Necessary Laws of Thought.3. Descartes on the Method of Rightly Conducting the Reason, and Seeking Truth in the Sciences.-4. Coleridge's Essay on Method.-5. Whately's Logic and Rhetoric; new and cheap edition.-6. Mill's Logic; new and cheap edition.-7. Dugald Stewart's Outlines.-8. Sir John Herschel's Preliminary Dissertation.-9. Quarterly Review, vol. lxviii.; Article upon Whewell's Philosophy of Inductive Sciences.-10. Isaac Taylor's Elements of Thought.-II. Sir William Hamilton's edition of Reid; Dissertations; and Lectures.-12. Professor Fraser's Rational Philosophy.-13. Locke on the Conduct of the Understanding.

ARTHUR H. HALLAM.

'PRÆSENS imperfectum, — perfectum, plusquam perfectum FUTURUM.'-GROTIUS.

'The idea of thy life shall sweetly creep

Into my study of imagination;

And every lovely organ of thy life

Shall come apparelled in more precious habit

More moving delicate, and full of life,

Into the eye and prospect of my sou!,

Than when thou livedst indeed.

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.

ARTHUR H. HALLAM.

IN the chancel of Clevedon Church, Somersetshire, rest the mortal remains of Arthur Henry Hallam, eldest son of our great philosophic historian and critic,—and the friend to whom In Memoriam is sacred. This place was selected by his father, not only from the connexion of kindred, being the burial-place of his maternal grandfather, Sir Abraham Elton, but likewise 'on account of its still and sequestered situation, on a lone hill that overhangs the Bristol Channel.' That lone hill, with its humble old church, its outlook over the waste of waters, where the stately ships go on,' was, we doubt not, in Tennyson's mind, when the poem, 'Break, break, break,' which contains the burden of that volume in which are enshrined so much of the deepest affection, poetry, philosophy, and godliness, rose into his 'study of imagination'--'into the eye and prospect of his soul.'1

1 The passage from Shakspere prefixed to this paper, contains probably as much as can be said of the mental, not less

'Break, break, break,

On thy cold grey stones, O sea!

And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.

'O well for the fisherman's boy,

That he shouts with his sister at play!
O well for the sailor lad

That he sings in his boat on the bay!

'And the stately ships go on

To their haven under the hill!

But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!

than the affectionate conditions, under which such a record as In Memoriam is produced, and may give us more insight into the imaginative faculty's mode of working, than all our philosophizing and analysis. It seems to let out with the fulness, simplicity, and unconsciousness of a child-Fancy's Child'— the secret mechanism or procession of the greatest creative mind our race has produced. In itself, it has no recondite meaning, it answers fully its own sweet purpose. We are not believers, like some folks, in the omniscience of even Shakspere. But, like many things that he and other wise men and many simple children say, it has a germ of universal meaning, which it is quite lawful to bring out of it, and which may be enjoyed to the full without any wrong to its own original beauty and fitness. A dew-drop is not the less beautiful that it illustrates in its structure the law of gravitation which holds the world together, and by which the most ancient heavens are fresh and strong.' This is the passage. The Friar speaking of Claudio, hearing that Hero 'died upon his words,' says"The idea of her life shall sweetly creep

Into his study of imagination;

And every lovely organ of her life

Shall come apparelled in more precious habit

More moving delicate, and full of life,

Into the eye and prospect of his soul,

Than when she lived indeed.'

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