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Why, sir, we know that inferences just
Are drawn from premises when well discuss'd;
Some measures may be censur'd in detail,
But the great principle will never fail,
When, from the proposition, comes that sense
Which proves the necessary consequence. (A
laugh.)

My noble friend and I have ever tried,
Upon this principle, our plans to guide;
But, I lament, sir, that in times like these,
Do what they will, no ministers can please."
After some interruptions and expla-
nations from Peter, Mr. Bennet rises,-
He, who, living, for each creature lives,
Who both his ears with prompt delusion gives
To ev'ry sharper, swindler, knave, or thief,
if he, who asks them, will but ask relief.'

He rises to present a petition, to complain of the conduct of some magistrate; and the silly, trifling, and affected sensibility of this gentleman, is very well hit off in the following story which he relates:

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A little boy, who drove a little ass,

A month ago, thro' Fulham chanc'd to pass;
Two pendant baskets which the donkey bore,
Contain'd its master's last remaining store
Of baking apples, which, in tedious rout,
The little vagrant daily hawk'd about.
Not far from Fulham had he bent his way,
When his poor ass, with fear, began to bray;
And well it might, for soon a fellow grapples
The harmless lad, and tumbles out his apples.
But, why this outrage?-Sir, I know not why,
Except that in each basket chanc'd to lie
A quartern loaf, which some vile baker swore
Had left his basket half an hour before,
Alleging, as a proof of what he said,
That he could well identify the bread;
And that the boy upon his dog had gain'd
While he was by a customer detain'd.
Was ever tale more clearly void of truth ?-
Yet, neither could the innocence nor youth
Of this poor lad secure him from a goal;
He had no friends, so could procure no bail.
The magistrate, a scandal to the land,
Refus'd to listen,-would not understand
The artless story which the prisoner told,—
How he bought bread, his apples when he sold.
To Newgate, sir, at once he had him sent,
And, still on cruel violence intent,

He thus address'd him, with unfeeling heart:"You graceless thief, your back is sure to smart;

The cat shall teach you people's goods to pass, And steal no loaves when next you drive your ass."

These were the words, the barb'rous words, he spoke;

But words cannot describe the piteous look
Which the dumb brute, with terror and dismay,
Cast on the boy, as he was borne away.
Now, sir, I ask, is not this flagrant case,
To British justice, a most foul disgrace.
Can we, can we,-I say, sir, can we sit
Within these walls, and such disgrace permit?
The noble lord may bear it as he will;
But, as for me, my duty I'll fulfil,
And "drag the struggling monster into day,"
Who dar'd to act, (Hear, hear, from
C-st-rgh ;).

Yes, this I'll do, I tell the noble lord,
Unless the boy is to his ass restor'd.'
Castlereagh next-

'stands forth,

By native ease to give his nonsense worth.'

How well this observation applies to him, let the following, which is a fair specimen in verse of one of his speeches in prose, testify :

-

"The House, I think, will find
That matters may with questions be combin'd;
Which have no common texture in their loom,
If party will be warp'd to give them room;
Th'invectives we have heard from t'other side
Came floating on the perforating tide
Of declamation, and the slimy beach
Is wash'd with all the noxious weeds of speech
At this conjecture, when the vital spring
Of moral action takes a lawless swing;
When the pure stream of justice finds its links
By faction question'd in its public chinks ;
When men of probity are sure to fall
Within the reach of that outrageous gall,
Which blinds the senses and corrupts the heart;
When none are spar'd who act an honest part;
When black sedition runs its odious race
To subjugate the intellectual pace,
Which leads to social order by a course,

Distinct from mobs and democratic force,
And turns the scale of equi-pendent pow'r
Obedient to the working of the hour,-
That working which the Constitution feels,
As each new impulse operates on wheels
That never cease their circumambient rounds,
Yet never go beyond their proper bounds.
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At such a time I see, with great regret,
That in this House some gentlemen are met,
Who draw upon their figurative stores
To countenance the clamour out of doors,
And speak in terms which no man can endure
Of individuals scrupulously pure.
Really, sir, it is too much to brook
That such a worthy man as Mister C-k
Should have his name dragg'd forth to public

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Tho' retrogression may sometimes enhance
The value of that honourable prize
Which fair ambition holds before its eyes."'
'Smell-Journal W-ne' next speaks,
and is followed by-

'John Cam, the glory and the rising hope
Of fam'd Sir Francis,'

Whose small talk and fondness for Latin quotations is well ridiculed. Speaking of Latin quotations, brings us to the worthy member for Galway, who, in the course of a very luminous speech, introduces the following epi

And sent them swarming back into the hive; They came out dead, but now they're all alive." (A loud laugh.) I walk'd away, but, when I came to look At all the pains the lazy rascal took, I soon exclaim'd-" You prince of stupid brutes!

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Upon my soul you've torn up all the roots!
The fellow stood, and, gaping like a fool,
Listen'd awhile most insolently cool,-.
"Then, sir," says he, "don't say a word
about 'm;

The trees, I know, will grow as well without 'm."
(Laughter.).
Need I observe how well this case applies
To ev'ry wicked radical, who tries
To pluck those roots from which the church and
King,

And all the lords, and all the judges spring?
None will assert, that, if the roots were gone,
The trunks would thrive as hitherto they've
done.

Sir, as for freedom, we have quite enough!-
The Mayor of Galway gave a smart rebuff
To one Tim Shaughnessy, the other day,
Who wish'd to dictate rather than obey;
And ask'd the worthy magistrate to call
A public meeting, with intent to brawl
Against the constitution of the land.
"Tim," says the may'r, " I'll answer your de
inand,

By letting Galway see your naked back,
If one word more of politics you elack;
You are, I find, a most inhuman pig ;
You don't regard the venerable wig
Upon the parson, or the parish priest,-
You've turn'd philosopher, you dirty beast."
(Much laughter.)
Here is a mayor on whom we can depend,-
I always was and still will be his friend ;-
His uncle's grandson, Mr. Daly knows, !
To me some lasting obligations owes.
I made him bailiff of my own estate;"

(Hem! question! question!) D-ck.-"Wait a little, wait!But one word more, sir, and I shall sit down. (Hear, hear, cries N-l-n-hear, cries D-n-s B-r-n,)

Horace compar'd his nation to a ship,-
I sometimes into that fine author dip;
And now I say~O navis novi fluctus-,"
"I rise to order," cries Sir W-m C-rt-s:
No member ought to quote broad Irish here."
(A laugh.)

"Irish!" says D-ck: "Irish it may appear
To those who sit in judgment at Guildhall,
To ev'ry alderman both great and small;
But, in this house, it will be understood
As Latin, metaphorically good" (A laugh.)
Sir Wm explains:

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"Yes, I perceive I made a slight mistakeD-ck:-" I once mistook a gander for a drake.'

The city worthy, Alderman Wood, though lashed in ryhme, is praised in prose, in a note, for his activity as chief magistrate of the city, and for his humanity in rescuing the three con demned Irishmen from the gallows. The minute detail of this worthy bur gess is well described, but we have I have a garden, sir, at Connamarra, Where Mick Mullowny one day drew the har- only room for the exordium of his

sode:

row;

"Now Mick," says I, "take eare of the young trees :".

"Don't fear," says he, "'tis I that sav'd the bees,

speech.

Now sapient W-d, that alderman so great, Who, in the pomp and pageantry of state, For two whole years a city monarch shone, Dispensing justice from his cockney throne,

And sending harlots, with their flashmen, hop-| ping,

Beyond the bounds of Temple Bar and Wapping;

W-d, whom the halls of Brandenburgh confess
The boldest squire of ladies in distress;
Whom Count Vassali hails with heartfelt glee,
And Countess Oldi calls her cher ami,
Because their pensions, as they think, were
sav'd

By his emprise, so nobly he behav'd;
Now does he in his wonted style essay
A congruous, clear, consecutive display.
"I hope and trust the house will not expect
That I should now her Majesty protect,
By telling of the various facts I know;
And I ashore the house they'll give a blow,-
A blow, that, falling like a clap of thunder,
Will strike nation and the house with wonder.
I was at breakfast, in my morning gown,
My eldest daughter, then, was out of town;
My youngest boy was sitting by my side;
My eldest son had just gone out to ride:
My cook and butler had that day got marry'd,
And, three months after, the poor bride mis-
(A laugh.)

carry'd.

I'm thus minute, to shew that I can tell
The very day I heard from Serjeant Pell
A fine quotation-I forget the book,
From which these words the learned serjeant

tonk:

"But he who filches from me my good name,"

Let all the Queen's traducers, to their shame,
Observe the words, and learn at last to stop ;-
Now off to France I soon resolv'd to pop.
I certainly no longer could remain,

From circumstances which I can't explain;

I take no credit in the thing,-not I ;

My services I never could deny
To any lady; and for Caroline,
Our gracious Queen! my life I would resign.'

We

The barbarous pronunciation of the modern Whittington does not, of course, escape Mr. Woodfall. must pass over Mr. Brougham, though he satirist has been quite at home with him, to notice

That plodding pioneer," Tume, who, in despite of himself and he house, renders good service to the country, by his unconquerable pertinacity and zeal. Among articles that require retrenchment, the member for Aberdeen complains of the dress of the yeomen of the guard, and the expense of the men who have 301. per annum, in the island of Ceylon, for guarding elephants' teeth. He has, however, a more serious charge to make against Ministers that of neglecting his countrymen in the affair of the

'COAL METERS.

"The house, I hope, will give me leave to add
A word or two upon a case so bad
That language of the strongest kind must fail
Its gross injustice fairly to detail.
It shows how far a system can proceed
By which alone the drones of office feed,-
A system that, regardless of their worth,
Neglects those hardy vet'rans from the north,
My countrymen, who fought before they fed,
While lazy Cockneys gorg'd and went to bed:
(A laugh.)

No Abercrombies, Douglasses, or Grahams,
Are station'd as coal-meters on the Thames.

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On these, a bold and independent race,,
The partial minister confers no place.
Too proud to sue, they never haunt the spot
Where the rewards of bows and scrapes are got.
But is it, sir, because a Scotchman's feet
Daun't chance to lead him into Downing
Street,

Or near the Treas'ry, that he must forgo
The claims of justice? Sir, I answer, no!
As clever men as ever cross'd the Tweed
Are disregarded for a puny breed

Of stupid cockneys, insolent and vain,
Who all the places on the Thames obtain :
On ev'ry wharf where colliers land their coal,
The cockney rules with absolute control.
In short, because he has a lucky vot *
He's sure to get whatever can be bot t.
* Vote.'
+ 'Bought.'
Sir, this corrupt monopoly is vile,
And I'll give nottice in a little while
Of some decisive motion that shall make
The city jobbers and their masters quake."'

(Cheers and laughter.)

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Here we terminate, and we could not do it at a more appropriate expression, for if the perusal of this very smart | little work does not produce cheers and laughter,' we shall henceforth have no faith in our judgment, and no very enviable opinion of the reader's understanding.

A Dialogue in the Shades; between William Caxton a Bibliomaniac, and William Wynken, Clerk. Rare Doings at Roxburghe Hall, a Ballad. The Diary of Roger Payne. 8vo. London, 1821.

OUR readers will this week have the bane and antidote set before them.' We have already devoted some space to the last production of the first of bibliomaniacs, and we now turn to a very smart jeu d'esprit on bibliomaniacal follies, which it happily ridicules, while it censures with due severity those pretended patrons of literature, whose only object is

to look

On tatter'd scraps of ancient book;
A catchword seize as quick as Barto,
And tell a folio from a quarto;
Uniques with piercing eye to ken,
Prize one of two leaves more than ten ;
Old Homer, Pliny, Plato, Cæsar,
Discard for Tom, the courtly sneezer;
"Joe Splynter's gestes" and "Withers' crums"
Prefer to Philo's axioms.'

The Rare Doings at RoxburgheHall' is an imitation of the well-known ballad of Chevy Chase, in honour of the sale, of the Valdrafer Decameron, which, after a spirited contest, was pur chased at the Duke of Roxburghe's sale at the immense sum of 22601. by the Marquess of Blandford, now the Duke of Marlborough. Bibliomania has somewhat declined since then, as, when his Grace, after having the toy in his possession half a dozen years, sent

it again to the hammer, it only fetched 875 guineas.

The diary of Roger Payne is in prose; this honest tradesman was a bookbinder, who lived close to the Mew's Gate, and he has had all the immortality that bibliomania can confer on him for his skill in his art or profession. Whatever talent, however, he possessed in this line, he must not be thought to have been infected with the mania of his employers, as will be seen from one or two extracts from his diary:

Saturday.-Took Sir John Trusthold's six folio volumes of Turnpike Tickets to his house in C▬▬▬▬ square, No. 1. to 3690 from 1757 to 1771: bound in the best Levant morocco, nicely inlaid, with a ruled border round each-squared true with the compasses-the dirty ones required several washings to take out the dirt and grease-made them quite clean; sewed with the best silk; no false bandsmade them open well-took a great deal of time finishing.—Sir John's arms on the first, and afterwards the gold laid on, and sides being obliged to be worked off plain worked off again-carefully and honestly done,

Wednesday-Sir John gave me seventeen volumes of small outlandish books, Elsevurs he called them, for binding in plain morocco, single lines-ordered to be well beat to stretch them out, and with stilted boards to make them look tall. Sir John told me to be sure to put plenty of alum in my paste, and bind the worms, to prevent them from breeding.'

Roger next visits Mr. Gorge-Book, a great collector of old songs, strange stories, and doleful ditties,' whom, after wading through long alleys and rows of quires and bound, he at last finds blocked up in a corner :—

He had just finished collating a little book called the "Mousings of Tibby the Black Cat;" which he told me he had bought at the last Chumcheat sale for twenty six pounds and fifteen shillings; and that it was a unuch. It so happened, as I told him, that I had the week before bound a very fine copy of the same unuch for Miss Felissa C.who has a very large collection in the Pussy line: this lady was a very good customer of mine, and I took great pains, to make her unuch as beautiful as possible, by picking the best leaves out of three copies: this I reckoned one of my best performances; and, as it gave great satisfaction to Miss Felissa, thought I could not better recommend myself to Mr. Gorge-Book, than by telling him how tastily it was bound-when I talked of the three copies, I observed him to make a wry face, but could not guess why: after a little shaking of the

* Without adverting to the gender of the cat, it is conjectured Roger mispelled the word, which probably means unique.-S.

under lip, all was smooth again. Being always very careful not to offend, I concluded he was not displeased with my behaviour, but that something unpleasant at that moment came across him. Desired his Cat-Book to be bound exactly in the same way, that is in gray tortoise shell, with a great variety of cats-eye tooling on

the back and sides, and the inside lined with water-tabby-promised me "Wits' Bedlam" and nineteen more unuchs, as he called them, when I had finished the Cat. Thursday. Carried home the Cat Book -Mr. Gorge-Book called me a noddy, for mislettering Mousings Musings.-I defended myself by telling him, Mr. S. said that mousings was wrong, and that it ought to be as I lettered it: Miss Felissa's copy was done the same way.'

Those who are at all acquainted with the characters and proceedings of the bibliomaniacs will see some very fair hits at them generally, and will not even fail to identify some gentlemen who are more immediately alluded to.

Woman in India. A Poem. With Notes. By John Lawson, Missionary at Calcutta. Part I. Female In fluence. Foolscap 8vo. pp. 36. London, 1821.

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JOAN OF ARC *.

The cherub hasted to its native home.
'O she is gone!
All-wasting death hath triumphed o'er my

The passage we shall select as a spe-
cimen of the poem, must come home
to every bosom where nature and af-IT was during the last domination of the
fection reign. It is on the death of a
English, that Joan of Arc, called the
Maid of Orleans, was executed at Rouen.
child :-
This atrocious procedure, which must be
attributed partly to the policy of the fo-
partly to the superstitious bigotry and
reign power which then held Normandy,
narrow spirit of the times, and partly,
perhaps, to revenge, is connected not only
with the history of Rouen, where it took
place, but also with that of the age.

child,

Sweet wither'd lily! thou wast riven and flung
Across my shaking knees, a lovely wreck
Of innocence and beauty. Long I saw,
Long, long, the fearful presage hung about
Her beauteous features, darkening round her

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In 1429, France was plunged into an abyss of calamities and humiliations ; Charles VII. retained possession of no more than part of the banks of the Loire; a series of defeats had realized the title of King of the City of Bourges, which the raillery of his enemies had bestowed on him. Enfeebled by his misfortunes, against which his natural indolence prevented him from struggling with sufficient fortihis throne, betrayed by his own mother, tude, forsaken by the chief supporters of this prince, round whom yet rallied a group of faithful soldiers, had retired into Touraine.

Like thy own ruby lips, and thy clear voice,
So musical and merry, with thy arms
All plump and white, entwined around my
The appearance of Joan of Arc at this
Glow on my anguish'd mind, while I remem-conquest of France, the enthusiasm which
juncture, her solemn assurances of the re-

neck,

ber

Thy labouring breath when dying; and thy

pale

Shivering and sickly hands, which could no
longer
Grasp the cold cup of water; and that look,
That plaintive look, which spoke a thousand

words

Of calm unutterable fondness. Mute
Became thy little tongue for ever quenched;
In settled dimness, were thy sorrowful eyes.
Upbraid me not! speak not of the great soul,
Nor shame these burning tears. May not stern

man

The tumult of my heart, when death had done
One moment weep? I could not then control
Such deadly work.

animated her, and which she soon comWHILE Our local, lake, and metropolimunicated to others, must undoubtedly tan poets are endeavouring to gratify be attributed to the policy of some of the ministers or persons in power, who, reckus by penning sonnets to their misoning upon the credulity of an ignorant tresses' eyebrows,' or by giving us ficpeople, employed this young female as a titious narrations of elfin queens, Mr. useful instrument. Her mind, imbued Lawson, in a truly devotional and miswith the superstitious notions which then sionary spirit, tunes the strings of his prevailed, and especially at Domremi, harp in behalf of Woman in India.' her birth-place, led her easily into a beFor this attempt, we give him our ral exaltation which characterized her lief of pretended revelations. The natuwarmest thanks, and we hope to be able to shew our readers that he is well was thereby heightened. There is every reason to believe, that Joan was thoroughdeserving of them. We think, howly convinced, that her mission was truly ever, had the poem been written in Were it not for our limited space, we divine. Joan, therefore, thinking herself rhyme instead of blank verse, its au- could enlarge this quotation by pas-thinking her so too; and this enterprise, inspired, all France was interested in thor would have enjoyed a larger share sages still more calm and melancholy; which would have been ridiculous had it of popularity with the ladies of Bri- but we must pass them over for our failed, was rendered heroic by its success. tain, to whom it is dedicated, and is readers' closets and retired harbourets. The French must have given credit the designed to attract their attention to- The blemishes, not only of Women in more easily to this miracle, as it seemed wards a most interesting but degraded India,' but of Mr. Lawson's produc- to be announced by ancient prophecies, portion of their own sex. We admit tion, are but few. Without advancing for which superstition had gained implicit that woman's love ought to be as sectarian principles, sweet tones of pu'strong as death and secret as the rity and benevolence pervade grave,' but we cannot reflect without whole poem; many of its descriptions the softest emotions of pity, on the are natural and pathetic; it discovers sight of a beautiful creature voluntari- much good taste, laudable energy, and ly sacrificing her life through a mista-original thought, which rarely fail of ken notion of dutiful attachment. In being highly appreciated by cultivated this country, when one parent is sepa- minds, and of proving instructive to all rating from the other in the omnipo- classes of readers. That the author's tence of death, the sweetest consolation of the dying is, that its survivor civilization advanced to the perpetual design may be completed, and oriental will prove a guardian to the surviving abolition of those unhallowed and unoffspring,-a father to the fatherless,' natural rites, which at present stain so a friend that loveth at all times, extensive a portion of the world, must and that sticketh closer than a bro-be the sincere wish of every benevolent

ther.'

mind.

the

belief.

Joan of Arc, in the battles which she French banners; and infused such valour fought, brought victory back to the into the army, that, in the course of a single year, Charles VII. delivered and retook part of the most important cities of his kingdom, caused himself to be crowned at Rheims, and inflicted the severest

blows on the power which had driven him from his very throne.

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Maid of Orleans displayed a courage, During this brilliant campaign, the the Seine, No. 5, which contains a highly inter * Abridged from the Picturesque Tour of esting account of Rouen, and four beautifully coloured engravings of La Roche', Roboise,"

'Pont de L'Arche,' and Tirel.'

And Weekly Review;

Forming an Analysis and General Repository of Literature, Philosophy, Science, Arts, History, the Drama, Morals, Manners, and Amusements.

This Paper is published early every Saturday Morning; and is forwarded Weekly, or in Monthly or Quarterly Parts, throughout the British Dominions.

No. 110.

LONDON, SATURDAY, JUNE 25, 1821.

Review of New Books. Travels of Cosmo the Third, Grand Duke of Tuscany, through England, during the Reign of King Charles the Second (1669.) Translated from the Italian Manuscript in the Laurentian Library at Florence. To which is prefixed a Memoir of his Life. I lustrated with a Portrait of his Highness, and Thirty-nine Views. 4to. pp. 506. London, 1821. Cosmo the Third, whose travels in England are now for the first time presented to the public, was the son of

Price 6d.

had ripened into the most absolute tyranoy.

liance. After leaving in his hands a
protest aganist it, she externally con-
sented with a good grace, and her es- It was to escape the scenes of do-
pousals were solemnized by proxy, at mestic discord, that Cosmo relin-
the Louvre, on the 18th of April, 1661.quished the happy clime and polished
Scarcely had the princess arrived in ociety of Florence; and in the mouth of
Tuscany, when she openly expressed Sept. 1668, he set sail from Leghorn,
an unconquerable dislike to the coun- and landed at Barcelona, and passing
from thence to Madrid, in the usual
try, a contempt for the people, and an
abhorrence of every Italian custom. The incognito of princes, he traversed the
character of Cosino, who was proud and whole western part of Spain, and pro
ceeded into Portugal. From Lisbon
cold, was little calculated to sooth the
disappointed feelings of his bride. he went to Corunna, where he embark-
Domestic feuds, which could not be ed for England, and afterwards visited
concealed within the palace, soon fol- Holland and Paris. A most elaborate

Ferdinand II. Grand Duke of Tus-lowed this unhappy union. The prin-account was kept of all that occurred

cany, and was born in the year 1642. cess, whose conduct mad been highly
His education was entrusted to his mo- censurable, was for some time exiled
ther, who, separated from her husband from the court, and confined to the
and surrounded by priests, permitted Villa of Paggio a Cajano. She had
his youthful mind to contract a disgust not been long in this solitude, when,
for the pursuits of elegant literature, impatient of confinement, she suddenly
and to consider the attainment of true returned to Florence, and throwing her-
philosophy as inconsistent with his reli- self into the arms of her husband, she
gion; thus, at a period when the in- besought with tears and entreaties a re-
tellect is most easily encouraged to en- mission of her offences and oblivion of
gage in the pursuits of useful know- her conduct. A reconciliation took
ledge, the mind of Cosmo was devoted place, but very soon after she was detect-
to solitude, or exercised only on the ed in forming an intrigue with a French-
barren themes of scholastic divinity. man of the lowest rank, a peruquier it
His mind, thus early alienated from all is supposed, with whom she had pro-
occupations of genius, inimical to poe-jected an elopement. This discovery
try and music, and averse to the natu-
ral vivacity and gaiety of youth, found
no pleasure but in the conversation of
priests and the ceremonies of the Catho-
lic religion; and his father, too late
discovering that error which entrusted
his education to the maternal care of
the grand duchess, sought to rectify
its defects by an appropriate marriage.
Many princesses were offered to his
choice, and, amongst other, one of the
exiled family of the Stuarts; but the fear
of giving offence to Cromwell, induced
Ferdinand to reject this proposal. One
of the daughters of Gaston, Duke of
Orleans, appeared the most eligible al-
liance, and Margaret Louisa, the eld-
est, a princess of rare beauty and ex-
traordinary vivacity, whose hopes had
been directed to the French throne,
was compelled by the authority of
Louis XIV. to accept the Tuscan a!-
VOL. III.

in these travels, accompanied by designs made upon the spot, wherever the royal stranger rested, was received, or detained. These travels form two immense folio volumes in manuscript, which are preserved in the Laurentian Library at Florence. That part of these travels which relates to our own country has excited considerable interest among the numerous English travellers who have visited Florence.

In this history of his travels, Cosmo must be considered as the traveller only. Under his direction, the narrative, or rather journal, was written by the celebrated Count Lorenzo Maga produced the necessity of the strictest lotti, one of the most learned and emiguard being placed upon her conduct, nent characters of the court of Ferdiand this restraint still more increased nand II. The friendship and corresher desire of flight; so that, when in pondence which this elegant scholar Pisa, it was discovered that she had enjoyed with Lord Somers, and Sir Isaac formed a plan of escape by associating Newton (by whom he was denominated with a company of gypsies. So dis-the magazine of good taste'), elevates graceful an attempt could scarcely have the character of the narrative, and adds been credited, had she not been overconsiderably to its interest. heard, from a window of the palace, The period in which these travels carrying on her treaty with these new were undertaken, was not, perhaps, the allies. We will not trace this princess nost favourable to our national chathrough the succeeding years of her racter. A licentious court, which will disgraceful life, which terminated in never fail to have an extensive influ1721. She had been long separatedence on the manners of a people, bad from Cosmo, and had resided in just succeeded the whining hypocrisy France; for some time she was at a of Cromwell's puritanical government, convent at Montmartre, the discipline of and the recent restoration of the exiled which she grossly violated, but she still family, had carried the public from rehad the protection of the French court, publicanism to a blind and infatua ed which shielded her from the revenge of attachment to royalty. The travels of her husband, whose monkish solitude Cosmo will, however, be read with

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great interest, as they afford a transient which they rent, they give three-fourths
view of the state of society at that time, of the produce, reserving to themselves
not only in the metropolis, but through-ends them, who is subordinate to the
only one-fourth. A Catholic priest at
out the kingdom. The drawings made
apostolical internuncio of Flanders, and
of the different towns and houses are who lives there clandestinely, celebrating
highly interesting, and when contrasted mass in a house where they assemble se-
with the present state of many of these cretly, to avoid those molestations to
places, show an advancement which which they would unquestionably be sub
could scarcely have been expected,ject, if they were discovered; and each
even in the course of a century and a
person contributes six shillings towards
half.
his maintenance.'

This work is said to be a faithful

progress

translation from the original Italian, by a distinguished pen. It is a plain and inartificial narrrative, recording events as they occurred during the of the prince, and describing places as they really appeared. As ilJustrative of England at an interesting period, the work is curious and valuable, and we regret that it has been published in a form so expensive, as to prevent its being read so universally as might have been wished.

The journal is interspersed with characteristic sketches of the inhabitants, the court, and nobility; an account of the

various sects at that time known in

England, the laws and constitution of the country, &c.

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Cosmo embarked at Corunna, on board the English ship Portland, on board the English ship Portland, on the 19th of March, 1669. The captain, mistaking the British Channel for that of St. George, landed the prince in Ireland instead of England; and the first description in the journal is

Lord John Roberts was, at that time, Viceroy of Ireland, and the profits which he received from the government, are stated, perhaps, not very correctly, at 40,000l. per annum. Having inspected some cabins belonging to the peasants, the prince found they had no place to rest upon but the bare earth; and, having caused them to be reconnoitred for curiosity, he discovered that within they lived like wild beasts.

After remaining in Ireland four or
five days, the prince re-embarked, and,
touching at the Scilly Islands, landed at
Plymouth, where he was received with
the accustomed salutes from the castle,
fortress, &c. Among the persons who
paid their respects to the prince was
Sir Jonathan Spark, who, we are told,
possessed an estate of a thousand pounds
a-year; consequently, he is considered
the principal person of the place.
Ten times this sum would not now en-
title a man to be so considered at Ply-
mouth. The manufacture of white

lace was then so common, that, our tra-
veller says, there was not a cottage

of a circular form, situated in another di-
rection with respect to the larger fortifica-
At last you reach the camp, which, in-
tion, appears to favour this supposition.
stead of being composed of earth convey-
e thither, appears very clearly to have
been an isolated mountain, and cut all
round into three tiers of very high en-
trenchments, distinct from each other,
with wide ditches between. The shape
cannot be exactly ascertained, appearing
for the most part circular; but in some
places the angles may be clearly perceiv-
ed, yet without one's being able accu-
rately to distinguish the plan. There are
in all two entrances; before each of
which the three tiers of entrenchments
multiplied into numerous other fortifica
tions, which served perhaps better to se
cure the ingress, as it is at present the
custom to conceal the gates of fortresses
Hillocks of
behind a double half moon.
earth, which are reported to have been
monuments of Roman soldiers and cap-
tains, are scattered all over the surround-

ing country, and extend to the distance of
thirty miles in every direction.'

On his way to town, Cosmo stopped at Wilton, the country house' of the Earl of Pembroke, which was then, as

now, celebrated for its rich furniture

and splendid productions of the fine

arts:

Here his highness returned the visit of a young unmarried daughter of the earl (another being married to the Baron

Paulet) and dined. There was prepared for his highness, at the head of the table, an arm-chair, which he insisted upon the young lady's taking; upon which the earl instantly drew forward another similar

that of Kinsale, of which we have a in the whole counties of Devon and one, in which the serene prince sat, in the

view. Of this part of Ireland, we are told, that

The greater part of the inhabitants are English, who were restored by the royal clemency to the possessions of which they had been deprived by the preceding kings, and particularly by Cromwell; and came to inhabit this island, and having established several colonies, gave their minds to commerce. The Catholics of Kinsale, who are also scattered over the surrounding territory, are estimated at about two hundred; many of them live miserably in the country, in mud cabins, badly thatched with straw, sleeping on the ground on short mats, and subsisting chiefly on fish and cockles, which are much smaller than the oyster, and are found in these seas, adhering to the rocks; they have seldom an opportunity of eating bread. Since the insurrection of this kingdom, they have been considered almost as the people of a conquered country, and are treated as slayes, being obliged to cultivate the ground, and to account to the owner even for their scanty profits. They pay to Southwell, the proprietor of this desert, a guinea and a half a year for the rent of a cabin and a few square yards of land; and for the farms

Somerset, where it was not made in
great quantities. When at Dorchester,
the prince visited the celebrated Roman
amphitheatre, which is thus des-
cribed :-

highest place; all the rest sitting upon stools. His highness obliged the earl to take the place nearest to him, though in his own house; and there were at table, besides all his highness's gentlemen, the sheriff and several other gentlemen, in all When the magistrates were gone, his sixteen. The dinner was superb, and highness mounted his horse with his at- served in a noble style; they remained at tendants, and with a retinue composed of table about two hours. In the course of many of the inhabitants of the town, and the afternoon, his highness went down inwas conducted by the mayor to see a ce- to the garden, and entertained himself a lebrated antiquity, two miles distant, call-long time in conversation with the earl ed the Roman Camp, and, by the Eng-alone; and as it was nearly sun-set, he lish, Fossway, it being an ancient tradi- walked about the garden, through the cen tion, that the Roman armies, who subdued tre of which flows a river called the Nadthis country, were there reduced to straits der, which passes under a bridge on a leon a certain occasion. A little more than vel with the ground, and produces trout two musket shots from the place, is seen in abundance. His highness went to see an elevated mound of earth, more than the grotto, rough-cast with pumice stone twice the height of a man, of an oval and cockle shells; several fountains that form, which served for a theatre, as the play in different ways; some rooms new inhabitants have a notion, judging not only ly built, as well for pleasure as for the from the shade as before-mentioned, but convenience of a foundry; and the maze from its having an inclination or declivity park, and whatever else of the pleasurable similar to that of theatres. It appears ra- and agreeable the nature and character of ther that this might be an advanced post, the country affords. He then went to it being betwixt the camp and the town, view the rest of the palace, which is richand having, as they say, a subterraneously ornamented with many pictures of Vanpassage, by which it communicates with dyke; and as evening now drew near, it; moreover, another similar enclosure, went back to Salisbury, accompanied by

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