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of narrating renders a novelist unfit for mistakes real for living. In a very cellent novel, and an utterly bad play, the drama, be true or not, remains to be few instances, and with a very few cha without a single trace that would lead considered. Now, so far from the ha- racters, a dramatist may have written us to suppose the existence of such bit of narrating having this effect, in expressly for a particular actor, but I qualifications in a writer we yet know my opinon, it has just the opposite ten- cannot persuade myself to believe that to possess thein. Milton possessed as dency: For, the narrator must have a any one ever consulted the muster-roll many qualifications for the drama as complete idea of, and acquaintance of the green-room, and adapted his ever Fielding did, and yet his Comus with, his personages, and the things sentiments, &c. to all the performers, or Sampson is no phenonenon, though seen and done by them, before he can from the king to the foot-boy. This not tolerable in the performance; and tell of them; hence one would be apt being onderstood, it follows that the why? 'simply because they are inspirto conclude that this perfect knowledge dramatist is limited to put together ed, though more faintly, by the same must assist him greatly, if he chose to such ideas as might be conceived really breath that blew such tremendous blasts jutroduce them on the stage, perform to exist in rerum naturá; whilst the through the vaults of hell; that filled ing what he can describe so well. Io novelist is not specifically so restrain such a clangorous tribe in the battle of order that a habit of doing one thing ed; but who could ever conclude froin the Angels, whose echoes were nursed should render the doing another diffi- this, that a novelist cannot write a dra- to that terrible might in the grottoes cult, these two things must be of the ma? it is a new kind of logic which of Sabrina, and whose thunder began same kind ; thus, as the editor says, proves that, because one object may its roll even at the gates of Gaza. Had the artist who has dedicated himself to be more difficult to be obtained thau Fielding written a good reading play, to the use of water-colours in painting, another, the former is, therefore, unat, had it been ever so full of description renders the attainmeot of excellence in fainable by him who has attained the and narration, so as they partook of oils more difficult than it would other latter. I would ask the editor also, the same excellence we see in his Jones wise have been; but, as poetry and what does this argument of the diffi. or his Andrews, their inaptitude for the shoe-making, for instance, have little culty of suiting sentiments to real per- stage would never have caused any in common, there is no reason but that sons, even supposing that real means surprise, nor have given this occasion a poet might make a very tolerable some particular living persons, put in to the editor, ofsending his philosophy shoe-maker if it had. first come in his the way of a novelist, more than of any a-beyging to his poetry. And that way. But if together, with being of other literary profession? How does it this is the true question, further apthe same kind, the qualities requisite exclude a povelist from the drama, pears from the editor's own expresó to effect the one, are all to be found in more than a parliainent orator or a po sions when proposing it, where he those necessary for the other, the habit etical parson Here I am again met speaks of the dulness which pervades of doing the latter, can cause no diffi- with the old answer of habit : but the Fielding's plays, &c.' plainly alloding culty in the former, unless the super- habit of drawing ideal characters can to the reading, and not to the acting numerary qualities forbid it, which the have nothing to do with increasing the of them. Moreover, a good acting editor has failed in shewing to be the difficulty of drawing real ones, unless play depends on a certain choice of case in the writing of a novel and a the former be all chimerical, and mere effective points and attitudes, beside an drama. In fact, it requires sone inge- ly 'fantastical ; if they be not wholly adaptation to the honour of the audio nuity to show how, from the vivacity of out of nature, this practice, instead of ence, in which it is no more a phenomea novelist's imagination, whereby he is increasing, must diminish the diffi- non that a novelist should fail, than a able so clearly to portray his charac- culty. W'ere it shewo that the draw- preacher-monkey in the conversion of ters, that they shall be conceived by ling of real characters and ideal, re- a Jew; the choice of such circumhis readers without the help of any 1 quired opposite and repulsive qualiti stances being as much out of the line material representative, he becomes un cations, there indeed would the argu- of the former, as salvation 'is out of the fitted to exhibit them when he has this ment be conclusive, but till that be power of the latter, at least of such of assistance,

donie, it is puerile and nugatory, and thern 'ás have tails, and no cassocs to The editor's third argument is drawn no more proves a novelist no drainatist, hide them. It is more than probable from the copartnery of the dramatist than it does a crocodile no hypocrite. that Sophocles himself would not please and the actor. The dramatist has 'to 2nd. These arguments, even sup- an English audience; Racine or Volfit his sentiments, actions, &c. to real posing them true, are nothing to the taire certainly would not ; hence, then, persons, not to ideal, as the novelist ; purpose. For they all , o to prove that there is nothing stange in Fielding's or this is his third foundation for conclud-a novelist cannot write an acting dra- Smollet's failure; as certainly neither ing a novelist to be unfit for the dra- ma. Now, this has nothing at all to of them had more of what we call abma. First let us examine this founda- do with the question under considera- straet dramatical genius, than the three tion ; and then see how the conclusion tion. The true question is the phenor above-mentioned. bottoms itself upon it. And here the menon of a novelist's failure in the coin- 3rd. I am to prove these three arguJearved editor seems to me to mislead position of a reading dramatical... ments contra-conclusive, that is, that himself by the words real and ideal.' | Fielding's, Smollet's, Le Sage's plays the conclusion rightly, following from To make his assertion, that a drama- are all bud in the closet, and this is the their premises, is the very opposite to tist has to fit his sentiments,'&c. to phenomenon to be accounted for. It that which the editor proposed to draw seal persons ; true, a real person must is no more a phenomenon that Field- from them. And here I cannot help mean a character which is possible to ing wrote a bad acting play, thua that noticing my surprise, that the learned be, or to exist in some real capacity, Milton did, but it is a phenomenon editor did not see that he was, all the and cannot at all mean what the editor that a novelist, who possesses so many time the preudo-philosophizing fit was supposes it to mean, viz. Kemble or qualifications for the drama, should, at on him, labouring to prove the converse Siddons. So that it is here evident he the same time, be the author of an ex-l of the question only, and bot the ques.

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tion itself; by heaping up all those tain it is, that the fate of Europe has tages from a compliance with the Jewdifficulties on the side of a novel, in- undergone considerable changes sioce, ish law. This Pharisee has descended stead of proving that a novelist would without the publishers giving them legitimately through every generation, probably fail in the drama, he proves selves any trouble to make the neces and increased and multiplied' a only that a dramatist would fail in a sary alterations to exhibit the present thousand fold. He is to be found as notel. For, the whole scope of his ar- state of either political or social Eu- the main pillar of the church, chapel, gument lies in showing that there are rope, save in a chronological table, full and meeting-house; and his principle certain faculties, descriptive and ima- of inaccuracies. I will point out the being formed to gain,' he always finds ginative, which are essential to a no- most important, because it is connect. his interest increase in proportion to the velist, and a certain freedom and ed with an event, or rather a series of apparent substance of his principle. boundlessness in the draoghts of his events, which will probably influence He sacrifices every other object to propencil much beyond the laborious and the future destinies of France. It is mote his interest, seeing that is godartificial touching requisite for a true stated, anno 1815, Marshal Brune liness there is great gain. copy of original life, the drama being, shot himself, at Avignon.' It is The second was called Phariseus according to him, a mere mimicry of presenting falsehood in its most cruel Truncatus, as if he had no feet, because the acts of real persons, Froin all shape, to accuse a inao of suicide in a he would scarcely lift them from the these, the only conclusion which can work destined for posterity, who was ground when he walked, to cause the be fairly drawn is, that a person may basely assassinated by an infuriate mob greater opinion of his meditation. write a very good play, and yet fail in of royalists, his body hacked in pieces, How frequently this character is re. á novel

. Yet they do not even this dragged through the streets amidst the cognized under a clerical hat, a broad. completely, but contingently; for this triumphant yells of those demons, and brim, a silk bonnet, and even the nodfoundling conclusion can be drawn then thrown into the Rhone; these ding plume. He is often present at only when the dramatist happens to facts, Sir, are known to all Europe, the grave of a rich relative, and, like want these faculties, which I have save the editor of the seventh edition of Richard, the Duke of Gloster, with shewn, is by no means a matter of ne- Tytler's Elements of General History. the Bible in his hands, on the eve of a cessity, or when, by a habit of con- The marshal's widow has sued in destructive enterprize. When the eye tracting his powers to the delineation rain for justice on the known assassins of observation is turned towards him, of real persons, he has cramped or of her husband, but their protectors his external deportment is strikingly clipt the wings of his fancy,

are too near the throne for them to fear expressive of what ought to be his real But this is not all; these arguments punishment. ' What was the crime of meditation. not only prove the converse, but the re- Marshal Brune? he had defeated the The third is Pharisæus Impingens, verse, the very opposite of what they Duke of York at the Helder; he had because he would shut his eyes when were brought to uphold. For they always served his country with glory, he walked abroad, to avoid the sight prose that a novelist must possess all but, alas, he was weak enough and of women, insomuch, that he dashed his the qualities of a dramatist at least, wicked enough to admire the Einperor head against the walls, that the blood whatever he may have of his own, over Napoleon! hence his fate*.

gushed , oul!! I know of none who and above. The novelist, to describe

I am, &c. Z.

represent this modestly unnatural sto: and narrate, must have a full and per

icism so well as the inmaculate schofect knowledge of his characters, and

lars of Brazen-nose College. And yet unless they are mere chimeras, must

ANCIENT AND MODERN PHA.
RISEES

there is a great deal of dashing of have frequent practice in drawing after

brainless puppies and unmeaning loglife;, all which are so many proofs, of ** This is the excellent foppery of the world!

gerheads, against the populous walls, what the editor would as soon see them prove, as an Athanasian would see

THROUGH all the various periods of but, principally, to avoid their wives

and mothers-in-law. his reason proving that three was not selves so injurious yet so successful in history, no persoys have made them.

The fourth, Phariseus quid debeo one; viz. the very contrary to what he society, as the Pharisees; as if hypocri- facere, .et facium illud i, for he was

. (To be concluded in our next.)

sy were as essential to existence as the used to say,

vital air, and ceremonial rites equal to and I will do it. The man in the gosTYTLER'S

the true devotion of the heart. There pel seems to have been identified here, ELEMENTS OF GENERAL HISTORY.

were, in ancient days, seden sorts of who came to Christ, saying, Good

Pharisees, and, at this enlighted time, master! what shall I do, and at last MARSHAL BRUNE.

they might be increased, without de replied, all these bave I done from To she Editor of the Literary Chronicle. viating from truth, to seventy! But as my youth up.' It may be observed,

SIR,Wishing a young friend, who this calculation would be more tedious that too many ask with their lips what has but little patience or application, than instructire, let a few instances be they ought to do, when on the sickly to be acquainted with the outlines of sufficient for the present purpose and couch or overwhelmed in woe; but general history, I procured for her Mr. opinion, formed from individual con- the performance of their good deeds Tytler's ") Elements of General Histo- trast. The first sort of the ancient seldom or never comes.

And how ry, on the merits of which the public Pharisees was Pharisens Sichemeta : ipany christian professors walk in the has stamped the seal of approbation; he turned Pharisee for gain, and was, courts of religion year after year, even lits popularity is, merited in many re- therefore, like the Sichemites, more

till their dying day, yet never exercise spects, and I dare say the first edition eligible to derive ceremonial advan- the virtues of christiauity, nor dissemiruos free from many errors to be found in the seventh. I do not know in Marshal Brune, see Literary Chronicle, No:66: reward,

of which they havo partaken so Por an authentic account of the murder of nate one iota of that benevolence and -what year the first appeared, but cer- I-E...

large a share.

LEAR.

The fifth, Pharisæus Mortarius- as my recollection assists me, its mé-pair-another crown will be enough.' he was so called, because he wore a hat rits were not such as to render a new The lady put the required sum in his something like a deep mortar, such as translation, if executed with spirit, un- hand, and, at the same time, intimated is used to pound spice in, insomuch acceptable to the public.

her desire of having a specimen of his that he could not look up, nor on

Sept. 23. I am, &c. &c.

X.

art. • Oh! to what purpose should either side, only downward on the

that be? Why, why seek to know the ground, and straight forward. What

COOKE's FOLLY.

course of futurity - Destiny runs on sublime rejection of the world, and its

in a sweeping and resistless tide, In beauties and deformities! What an ad-On the summit of St. Vincent's rocks, quire not what rocks await your bark: mirable character for a godfather in the neighbourhood of Clifton, looking the knowledge cannot avail you, for He was, surely, the highest of the 'on the Avon, as it ro'ls its lazy course caution is useless agaiost stern neces, pharisaical coterie. Let us imagine a towards the Bristol Channel, stands an sity.'— Truly, you are not likely to dozen such as this mortar-headed edifice, known by the name of Cooke's get rich by your trade, if you thus de christian, occupying their wonted space Folly.' It consists of a single round ter customers.'- It is not for wealth in Broad Street or the Mall, in a sunny tower, and appears at a distance rather | labour. I am alone on earth, and afternoon; see what crowds of the con- as the remnant of some extensive build have gone to love. . I will not mix with trasted votaries of pleasure would sur ing than a complete and perfect edi- the world, lest I should learn to hate. round thein.. This antique sovelty fice, as it now exists. It was built This present is nothing to me. It is would certainly give life to a new race more than two centuries ago, by a man in communion with the spirits who in the bąut-ton. Qy. But are not the oamed Maurice Cooke--not indeed as have lived in the times that are past, various of the dandyan exquisites, of the, a strong hold from the arins of a more and with the stars, those historians of morlar order?

tal enemy, but as a refuge from the the times to come, that I feel aught of The sixth, Pharismus er amore, evils of destiny. He was the proprietor joy. Fools sometimes demand the exsneh a one as obeyed the law, for the of extensive estates in the neighbour-ertions of my powers, and sometimes I love of virtue. Of this class our hood; and while his lady was pregnant gratify their childish curiosity.'-Notcountry can most unequivocally boast; with her first child, as she was one withstanding I lie under the imputation and our kings, queens, princes, dukes, evening walking in their domain, she of folly, I beg that you will predict prelates, and advocates, have been encountered a strange-looking gipsy, unto me the fate of the child which prime oroaments of their lineal de, who, pestering her for alms, received shall bear.'-- Well, you have obliged scent; . not to select particularly but a small sum. The man turnerline, and I will comply. Note the prethose for whom we are bound in our over the coin in bis hand, and implored cise moment, at which it enters the sanctuaries to pray.

a larger gift. That,' said the lady, world, and soon after you shall see me The seventh, Pharisæus ex limore will buy you food for the present.' again.' Within a week the birth of an because he obeyed the law for fear of •Lady,' said the man, it is not food beir awoke the clamorous joy of the punishment. He that conformed for fear, for this wretched body I require; the vassals, and summoned the strange had respect chiefly to the negative herbs of the field, and the waters of the gipsy to ascertain the necessary points, commandments; but he that conform- ditch are good enough for that. 1 These learnt, he returned honie; and ed for love, especially respected the af- asked your alms for higher purposes. the next day presented Sir Maurice firmative. Most of the Pharisees of Do not distrust me if my bearing be with a scroll, containing the following this country conform to what is called prouder than my garments; do not words: law, and are so apprehensive of punish- doubt the strength of my sunken eye, Twenty times shall Aton's tide, ment, that they contribute annually to when I tell you that I can read the In chains of glistening ice be tied the supporting of military idlers merely skies as they relate the fates of men, Twenty times the woods of Leigh to shoulder arms and fix bayonets now Not more familiar is his! horo-book to

Shall wave their branches merrily, and then, to keep their oron turbulent the scholar than are the heavens to my

In spring burst' forth in mantle gay,

And dance in summer's scorching tay: spirits in order; for John Bull's en- knowledge.'

Twenty times shall Autumn's frown thusiasm is so strong in the support of What, thou art an astrologer? Wither all their green to brown liberty, that he is ever talking of ber Aye, lady! my fathers were so before

And still the child of yesterday name, and comparatively neyer me, even in the times when our people

Shall laugh the happy hours away. joying her society. CANTAB. had a home amidst the pyramids of the - Shah not his annual journey run,

That period past, another sun mighty--in the times when you are Before a secret silent foe

told the mightier prophets of the Isra- Shall strike that boy a deadly blow, THE SHAH NEMEH OF FERDOSI . elites put the soothsayers of Egypt to

Such and sure his fate shall be: To the Editor of the Literary Chronicle. confusion; idle tales ! but if true, all

Seek not to change his destiny." Str,--1o answer to one of the inqui- reckless now. Jadah's scattered sons The knight read it; and in that age, ries made by a correspondent in your are now destitute as oureelves ; but when astrology was considered a scilast number, I beg to state for his in- they bend and bow to the laws and ence as'unerring as holy prophecies, it formation, that the Persian triad, the ways of other lands- we remain in the would have been little less than infideShah Ņemeh of Ferdosi, has been stern stedfastness of our own.'-lity to have doubted the truth of the translated into English verse. It was then, I give thee more money, how will prediction. Sio Maurice, however, was published in the year 1790, by Cadell, it be applied ? That is not a cour wise enough to withhold the paper under the title of Poems by Ferdosi, teous question, but I'll answer it froin his lady, and in auswer to her intranslated from the Persian, by Joseph The most cunniog, craftsman cannot quiries, continually asserted that the Champion, Esq.'. It is now many work without his tools, and some of gipsy was an impostor, and that the ob years since I read the work, but, so far I mine are broken, which I seek to reject of this assuming the character of

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an astrologer was merely to increase her ing, however, his father so earnestly versation with his son, who, at length, alıns. The child grew in bealth and bent on the matter, his resolution be complained of being cold and drowsy. beauty; and as we are most usually gau to give way, and at length he con- -- Mark!' said he, as he closed the the more strongly attached to pleasures sented to the arrangement. At six, wiudow,- nark, father, Mars, the star in proportion to the brevity of their the following morning, therefore, Wal- of my fate, looks sinilingly to-night, continuance, so did the melancholy ter entered the tower, which he fasten- all will be well.' Sir Maurice looked fate of his son more firroly fix 'him in ed within as strongly as iron bars would up-u dark cloud-spot suddenly crossthe heart of Sir Maurice. Often did admit, and which was secured outsideed the planet, and he shuddered at the the wondering lady observe the counciu a mauner equally firin. He took tenance of her husband with surprise, possession of his voluntary prison The anxious father could not leave as watching the endearing sportiveness with melancholy feelings, rather occa- the spot. Sleep he knew it was in vain of the boy, his countenance, at first sioned by the loss of present pleasure to court, and he therefore determined to * brightened by the smile of paternal than the fear of future pain. He sigh- renain where he was. The reflections love, gradually darkened to the deep- ed as he looked upon the wide domain that occupied his mind continually vaest grief, till, unable to suppress his before bin, and thought how sad would ried :-at one time he painted to bimself tears, he would cover the child with it be to hear the joyous horn summon- the proud career of his high-spirited boy, caresses, and rush from the room. To ing his companions to the chase, and known and admired aipong the inighty all inquiries -Sir Maurice was silent, or find himself prevented from attending of his tine; a morpeut after he saw returned evasive answers. We shall it-to hear the winter wind howling the prediction verified, and the child pass over the infancy of young Walter, round his tower, and rushing between of his love lying in the tomb. Who and resuine the narrative at the period the rocks beneath him, and miss the cau conceive his feelings as hour dray. in which he entered into his twentieth cheerful song and merry jest, which ged after hour, while he walked to and year. His mother was now dead, and were wont to make even the blast a fro, watching the blaze of the fire in had left two other children, both girls, pleasant sound. Certainly his time the tower as it brightened and sunk who, however, shared little of their fa- past as pleasantly as circumstances per- again—now pacing the court with hasty ther's love, which was almost exclu- mitted. He drew up in a basket, at steps, and now praying fervently for sively fixed on Walter, and appeared his meal-hours, every laxury which the the preservation of his son !--The hour to increase in strength as the futul time season produced. His father and sis. came. The cathedral-bell struck here grew near

ters daily conversed with him from bevy on the father's heart, which was not It is not to be supposed that he took low, for a considerable time; and the to be lightened by the cheerful voices no precautions against the predicted morris dancers often raised his laughter of his daughters, who'cune runnivg event. Sometimes hope suggested that by their grotesque modements, Weeks full of hope to the foot of the tower. a mistake might have been made in and months thus passed, and Walter They looked up, but Walter was not the horoscope, or that the astrologer still was well and cheerful. : His own there; they called his name he anmight have overlooked some sign which and his sister's hopes grew more lively, swered not. Nay,' said the youngmade the circumstance conditional; but Sir Maurice's unxiety increased. est, this is only a jest ; he thinks to and in nnison with the latter idea be The day drew rear which was to refrighten us, but I know be is safe.' A determined to erect à strong building, store his son to his arins iu' confident servant had brought a ladder, which where, during the year in which his security, or to fulfil the prediction he ascended, and looked in at the wine doom was to be consummated, Walter which left him without an heir to his dow. Sir Maurice stood immoveable might remain in solitude. He accord- name and hopours. On the preceding and silent-he looked up, and the man ingly guve directions for raising a sín- afternoon. Walter continually endea- answered the anxious expression of his gle tower, peculiarly formed, to pre voured to cheer his parent, by speuk- eyes. He is asleep,' said he. He vent ingress, except by permission of ing of what he would do on the inor is dead !' murmured the father. its inhabitants. The purpose of this row-desired his sisters to send round The servant broke a pane of the strange building, however, he kept se to all their friends, thať. he might window, and opening the casement, encret; and his neighbours, after nume- stretch his limbs once more in the tered the room. The father, changing rous vain conjectures, gave it the name merry dance and continued to talk his gloony steadfastness for frenzied of Cooke's Folly.' Walter himself of the future with such confidence, anxiety, rushed up the ladder. The was kept entirely ignorant on the sub- that even Sir Maurice caught a spark servant had thrown aside the curtains ject, and all his inquiries were answer of hope from the fiery spirits of the and the clothes, aud displayed to the ed with tears. At length, the tower youth. As the night drew on, and his eyes of Sir Maurice his son lying dead was completed, and furnished with all sisters were about to leave hiun, promis- -a serpent twiued round his arithings necessary for comfort and con- ing to wake him at six by a song, in and his throat covered with blood. venience; and on the eve of Walter's answer to their usual inquiry if he The reptile had crept from the fagot completing his twentieth year, Sir wanted any thing more that night, last sent bin, and fulfilled the proMaurice shewed him the gipsy's scroll, nothing,' said he, aud yet the mght phecy. and intreated him to make use of the feels chilly, and I have little fuel left retreat prepared for 'hin till the year send me one more fagot.' This was Original Poetry. expired. : Walter at first treated the sent him, and, as he drew it up, this? matter lightly, laughed at the pro- said he is the last time I shall have to

SONNET, phecy, and declared he would not lose dip for my wants, like old women for

To the Editor of the Literary Chronicle. a year's liberty if all the astrologers their water: thank God ! for it's wea

DEAR $1R,The following Sondet,' (if waris the world were to croak their ridi- risome work to the arın." Sir Maurice thy to be so called,) was brought forth in an atculous prophecies against him.. See- I still lingered under the wiudow in con- terminations ; and, although some of the

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rhymes will not bear close examination, you No kiss, no dear embrace,

Went with calmer eye or spirit more unbent, nay, perhaps, deem the attempt sufficiently Till war's alarm is o'er ;

To brave an uudeserved but glorious punisłıcurious for insertion in the Literary Chronicle. Yet grieve not, soon in holy place,

ment !
Your obliged servant, YF.
We'll kneel the priest before. MAC.

All hope was gone, and all resistance vain, Queen Street, 13th Sept. 1821.

Yet did the chieftain's pride its sway maintain : Mary, I guess thy malady is love,

THE DEATH OP AGUIRRE.. He would not yield himself, save to the hands, For oft I find thy gaze is fix'd above, On twinkling stars, and clouds that idly rove DESERTED by the partners of his crimes,

Of one allowed to issue high commands ;

And when the conq'rors glorying in their In changeful beauty thro' heaven's blue alcove! The dark adherents of more prosperous tiines, And oft I find thee in the lonely grove, Aguirre the blood-staip'd stands befitting Exclaimed, behold, Aguirre our captive lies!

prize, Pensive and sad as mateless tuitle-dove,

fate! Clothing in melody sweet thoughts, that prove Whose only aim, while triumph could be while haughtily and briefly be replied, 'Tis just that he should be thus desolate,

His soul spoke through his eyes of untamed

pride, Sonne untold passion must thy bosoin move! Oit, ton, thou dost the gentle moon reprove,

found, Praying she will the veil from him remove, Was to spread desolating death aronnd!

Aguirre bows not to slaves so vile as yé,

Though chance for once gives you the masWho blindly round thy heart the snare hath Rapine his end, and massacre his means,

The tyrant-planner of terrific scenes; wove ; Yet still thy gauntlet lies unclaim I.By Jove! And the stern beirt has long lain with the then reard to work the warrior's latest harm;Even now, although the arm of power is fled,

Then came his death-blow!--and the felon'Tis 1, perchance, should seize the golden glove! Am I awake? I am; thy speakiug eyes ap- Even now, as old tradition wildly tells,

dead,

A few hours back, and it had wrought his will, prove. Where the form wander'd the freed spirit dwells, But now it seems to lack the steady power

However stern, with eager strength and skill!
Shrieks in the cave, or thunders in the wood,
THE RECONCILIATION.
Or hovers darkly o’er some ancient flood

That used to guide it in the battle hour;
BY J. D. NEWMAN.

Which erst it tinctured with the victim's And the first shot scarce wounds the destin'd Eura, brush away that tear,

one,
blood!
On thy cheek it shall not linger,

Who calmly whispers, that was badly done! Trace of it must not appear,

Girt by strong foes, and left by guilty friends The second fire, more deadly, aim'd more true, Crush the trembler with thy finger;

Who served him but to forward selfish ends, Reaches his heart, but this,' he cries, ' will Let us not occasion woe,

Aguirre the murderer stands; and one alone do!
Let us not allay with sorrow,

Of all his band-one faithful Maranone, And, sinking on the earth, no more remain'd But that pleasure only know

Shares in the savage terrors of that hour, Of Andalusia's scourge, Aguirre the murder.
We can from each other borrow.
When lawless might must crouch' to loftier stain'd!

J. W. DALBY. power: Come, my Emma, smooth thy brow,

Sept. 17th, 1821.
Bold in his crimes, but in his friendship true,
We ferchance are both in error :

He dares to die with the sole lord he knew,
On my life it must be so,
Too faithful villain ! deep immersed in guilt,

Fine Arts.
When discord hol is its court of terror;

Whose hands are purpied with the blood
Come, my love, and fondly rest

they've spilt;
Where affection true is beating,
Led by an instinct I may not controul,

His Majesty, immediately after his co-
On that faithful tender breast
Must I admire thy loftiness of soul,

ronation, commissioned Sir T. LawWhich can throb at every mecting. Must tbis one virtue make me half forget rence, President of the Royal AcadeLet us then no more dispute,

Dark deeds New Andalusia curses yet?
Let tby lip no more be pouting,

my, to paint a new portrait of him in Triling quarrels are the root

Llamosa,' said the chief, 'why art thou here, his coronation rohes, and sented in Of lourier discord-greater doubting!

Where there is naught to gain, and all to St. Edward's chair, with the crown

fear
But for ever let us bow
To the wishes of each other;
Thy craven-comrades crouch them to the

of England upon his head, and the On us then will pleasure flow,

king

sceptre in his hand, as he appeared ena O'er us then will gladness hover.

Bend thy proud crest--the deed will pardon throned in the Abbey. The picture, bring. '

which is of great magnitude to admit TO

- And leave thee singly to endure the scathe the various concomitants, is already No kiss! no dear embrace,

Of changeful fortune and thy foe-man's wrath! far advanced, and probably will be the Till war's alarm is o'er;

No! I was true in life, and will in death Yet grieve not, soon in boly place Not shrink to yield with thine my latest inost successful from the pencil of the We'll kneethe priest before

breath!'

president. It proinises far to excel in Fair Adelaide shall thy sister be, Aguirre feels not, or does not seem to feel

magnificence and splendour the famous So playful, kind, and true, Llamosa's love and self devoted zeal,

picture of the pope, by the same artist, Her love shall seem as mine to thee,

But from him turns and goes atraight way to belonging to his Majesty. When fi. Her soft eyes beaming through;

seek

nished, it is the intention of his Majisty. Her voice so soothing-innocent His daughter, who, with terror pale and weak, to present duplicates of it to various Shall seem my inmost vow

Awaits the coming of a phrenzied sire, To thee, from battle-havoc sent,

Who dooms bis child to death, but not in ire. corporation halls in the united king, As raok on rank I mow. "Say thy prayers, child, for I must see thee

dom. Her song shall haunt thy dreams,

die !

It is well known that pictures of any As some beaven breathing air,

She looks, and, scarcely conscious, mutters considerable interest are not to be Till scarce the ravish'd spirit seems

why? A portioner of care. » • Because thou may'st not live to be revild,

bought, except by mere chance, and When, o'er the foe victorious, And scorn'd hereafter as a traitor's child!

at enormous prices. A hundred years Along the road I see, With wreaths and garlands glorious, Vain was the pleading of her eyes,

ago, the little Coreggio, at Dresden, a The maidens all in glee, Vain her bent knee and her imploring sighs :

picture not twelve inches, square, was To deck with fame's applauding

Paternal tenderness was wholly gone, sold for 13,000 gold ducats; and when The victor's throbbing brow;

There stood Aguirre the murderer alone! a certain powerful monarch told the Full many a bosom gladding, The feelings of the father were forgot,

Duke of Tuscany that he would give With joy unknown till now.

He thought of pride and of her future lot,
Ah! then, while sad and far away,
He killed the maiden-look'd on her--and rose

him 8000 crowns for the Madonna del Where war's 'red terror low'rs, To meet the ready weapons of his foes .

la Seggiola, at Florence, the duke reTo grace our happy meeting day

With breast as willing; never martyr plied, that for another such picture, he Keep fresh the sweetest flowers !

See Literary Chronicle, No. 122. would give bis majesty 80,000. The

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