a

It is from this mass of materials that

plan of the Scientia Biblica,' which duties, were all entered as in a day-book
boasts much typographical neatness, without any regard to order or arrange-
is to expound scripture by scripture. ment.
The first part includes the first six chap-
ters of the Gospel of St. Matthew, and
the editor tells us that his object has
been to endeavour to bring together all
those passages which are really parallel
and illustrative; to furnish a commen-
tary on the Bible from its own resources,
and to exhibit the delightful harmony
which subsists between the sacred writers
on the subjects of which they treat.'

too much chequered with misery to allow
me any feeling but that of pointed grief.
Many of those around me could drown the
remembrance of their adversity; I could
find no draught that would sink mine into
oblivion. The cruel dart of my injury had
been barbed by ingratitude; and apathy
seemed identified with the feelings of my
relatives. Sorrow appeared to be the in-
separable companion of my fortunes: her
wrinkled visage, and dejecting mien were
ever in my view. My relatives were, occa-
sionally, allowed to call and see me, and to
inform me of their exertions to procure my
liberation. Sometimes my hopes were
animated, often times they were depressed.
My mind was in a state, continually, of the
most maddening fermentation. I ardently
sought a restoration to liberty, but, O!
how often I despaired of realizing it. At
one hour, I felt the assurance that my liber-sound judgment, is displayed in the selec-signed, in 1801, living in humble retire-

ation was at hand; at another, my hopes were chilled by the remembrance of disappointment. It was with such feelings, and under such impressions, that the following

was penned :

To the pallet of straw, where the prisoner lay,

In an agonized hour of sorrow,
Hope darted her cheery, her life-giving.ray,

And said, "I'll release thee to-morrow."
His poor weeping heart, caught the echoing

thrill,

The balm 'twas of exquisite healing, And light was his pulse, as the dew of yon hill, And purely extatic his feeling. "His fancy depicted the smile that would greet His return, to his home of affection, His wife, and the sweet little babe that he'd meet,

Were dear to his inmost reflection.

The advantage of such an exposition of
the scripture is, that it is untainted with
party-the bane of religion as well as of
politics. A most intimate acquaintance
with the sacred writings, as well as a

tion of the passages to the illustration of
which the Greek text and the English
translation are prefixed. We may also
observe that, considering the neatness of
it must have cost, it is published at a
the work and the research and labour
low price.

small volume of his meditations, religious thoughts, letters, and hymns, have been selected, all of which breathe the most genuine piety. Of the doctor himself a more extended notice would have been acceptable than is given in the prefatory remarks, which merely relate his progress in the profession, and state that domestic afflictions poured on him so fast as to excite a high degree of nervous irritation, and to produce such a depression of spirits, as to make him imagine himself incapable of continuing his professional duties. These he rement until the 14th of March, 1820, when he died in the 83d year of his age, leaving a widowed daughter, poor, helpless, and afflicted: but we are sure tion of the British public to her unhappy we need say no more to call the atten

situation.

Extracts from the Diary of the late Mi-Shamrock Leaves; or, the Wicklow Exchael Underwood, M. D.; consisting of cursion: with Notes. 12mo. London, Meditations, Critical and Practical 1823. Remarks on various Passages of Scrip- THE author, who attempts an imitation ture, Miscellaneous Essays, and Occa- of Anstey's Bath Guide,' undertakes a sional Remarks. Published for the task of no small difficulty, and places Benefit of his Widowed Daughter. himself in the way of very invidious 12mo. pp. 170. London, 1823. comparison. That comparison, howTHE widowed daughter of the late Dr. ever, we shall not make, deeming it Underwood, an eminent physician-ac- somewhat unfair; and, although we coucheur, who presided at the birth of have not the felicity of knowing WickEngland's idol-the late Princess Char-low, or any of the heroes or heroines of lotte, now stands in need of the benevo- this poem, yet we confess we have been lent exertions of her friends. She is in amused by it,-which is often more her fiftieth year, and is borne down by than we can say of larger and more His wife's ruby lips glow with constancy's an accumulation of troubles, arising assuming productions.

The bright tear of joy, that would welcome him

home,

Stood trembling, in chrystal, before him,

The gleam of delight, that would hallow his

dome,

Like a sun-burst of glory play'd o'er him. "His soul is translated to regions of blissHis babe he folds close to his bosom,

kiss,

partly from the loss of relatives and
friends, and partly from serious mental
debility. She appeals to the friends of
her father, and we trust not in vain, for
she has strong claims on public sympa-
thy and, as in cases of theatrical bene-
fits, the patrons of favourite actors often
send ten times the value of a box or
ticket, we hope that, in the godlike work
of charity, the subscribers to this little
book will not confine themselves to the
limited price at which it is published.

The work is sufficiently explained in
the title. The 'Diary,' from which the
extracts are made,extends to 122volumes,
and embraces a period of more than sixty
years, during which it was the constant
practice of Dr. Underwood to commit to
paper the occurrences of each day for
his own personal gratification; his do-
mestic circumstances, professional vi-
sits, religious impressions, and Christian

THIS is a matter of fact poem; a bulletin of a battle in verse. - It commences with the revolution, and traces its events with a rapid hand to the restoration of the Bourbons. The battle of Waterloo is, however, the principal theme; and the incidents of that eventful day are detailed as minutely as any officer could have done in prose. The charges and the discharges, the attacks and the defence, the deaths and the triumphs of that day of slaughter are carefully enumerated, and a due tribute paid to the brave who fell. Of course the Duke of Wellington, the hero and patron of the poem, is not lost sight of, and his history

Foreign Literature.

(TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH FOR THE

6

LITERARY CHRONICLE.)

the little pamphlet now before us.

is brought down to the period when a lege of being judged impartially by men | endeavours to combat the first of these
few ladies of Great Britain paid tribute of all opinions, and he has thus reaped opinions, and to support the second, he
to his military fame by erecting a naked the just reward of his efforts for disco- has failed of convincing two eye-wit-
statue in his honour. We understand vering and proclaiming the truth; he nesses, whose thoughts on the sub-
that the author of Waterloo is in cir- has been spoken of as he spoke of others, ject must carry great weight with them.
cumstances which render its success an without favour and without animosity, One of these is the Abbé Suruges, cu-
object of importance, and we trust that sine ird et studio. Hitherto, only one rate of the church of St. Louis, at
if any hesitation should be felt in aiding question has been started,-not as to his Moscow, who, in a notice recently
a sort of answer to
it, charity will be thrown into the scale. veracity, for that has never yet been published, as
doubted, but, as to the accuracy of that Count Rostopchin's pamphlet, repre-
part of his recital, which relates to the sents the burning of Moscow to have
memorable burning of Moscow. He been the result of a design formed be
considered himself justified in following forehand, to save the Russian empire
the general opinon, that to Count Ros- by the sacrifice of its capital; the other
Reply of the Author of the History of topchin, Governor of Moscow, belonged eye-witness is the author of the His-
the Expedition to Russia' to the Pam- the honour of having planned and exe-tory of the Russian Expedition,' and of
phlet of M. le Comte Rostopchin, en-cuted this event, which contributed
titled The Truth concerning the Burn- more than any thing else to save the We cannot enter into a detail of the
ing of Moscow,' with this epigraph:-Russian empire from invasion and con- proofs he opposes to the Count Ros-
"Quæ priores eloquentia percolnere rerum fide quest, and which might justly be ranked topchin's assertions, for, in that case, it
tradentur." Tacitus,-Life of Agricola. among those heroic sacrifices, that a would be necessary to copy the whole
Paris, 1823.
noble despair sometimes inspires, and of the Reply,' which is written with
could not fail to confer immortal honour equal precision and simplicity, and
on the author of it. M. le Comte bears the stamp of authenticity. He
Rostopchin, however, declines this im- appears to us to demonstrate, very suc-
mortality. After ten years' silence, cessfully, by means of incontestable
during which time he has allowed him- facts, and the reality of which his ad-
self to be designated, both in official versary cannot do away with, that the
and private documents, as well as in burning of Moscow was neither the re-
public opinion, as the author of the sult of accident, nor of the devotedness
Burning of Moscow;' he has at length of the population, but of a preconcerted
determined to reveal the truth concern-plan, which was executed with great
ing this event. At least, this is what he audacity and perseverance. Those who
promised to do in the pamphlet, which have read the History of the Expedi-
he published some months back, with tion to Russia,' will doubtless be de-
the title of The Truth concerning the sirous of procuring this pamphlet, which
Burning of Moscow.' This pamphlet, may be considered a sort of appendix to
the light and playful style of which the work, and seems to be intended for
forms too great a contrast with the im- a part of it, as it is published in the
portance of the facts it treats of, excited, same form. We congratulate ourselves
very justly, the attention of the public; on having had an opportunity of return-
there was something strikingly peculiar ing to one of the best works that has
in a statesman's renouncing, to use his appeared this year, and which seems
own words, the finest character of the age, likely, from its rapidly increasing suc-
and crumbling into dust the edifice of his cess, to descend to posterity.
own celebrity.

WHEN The History of the Expedition
to Russia' appeared in the beginning of
the present year, we were the first to
announce it to the public. In an arti-
cle of some length we endeavoured, by
means of an exact analysis and nume-
rous extracts, to show the various merits
of this history, the authenticity of the
sources from which it is drawn, the ju-
dicious choice of facts-their accuracy
and novelty; the happy distribution of
them, the clear and simple arrangement
of the work, the rapidity of the narra-
tion, the correct intermixture of orna-
ment, and, in short, the elegance, pre-
cision, and gravity of the style. Our
opinion was confirmed by that of all the
critics who succeeded us in a review of
this fine historical composition; they
were all unanimous in its praise, and
particularly agreed in their remarks on
the scrupulous impartiality of the au-
thor, who, whilst narrating a recent
event in the presence of those who had
been witnesses of and actors in this But historical facts, whether true or
grand scene, knew how to steer clear of false, are not easily refuted, when once
all the passions and prejudices of the established in public opinion, and it is
day, to render strict justice to all par- very doubtful whether M. le Comte Ros-
ties, to forestal in some degree the judg-topchin will ever alter the conviction or
ment of posterity, and to merit the en-
comium which Tacitus passed upon
himself that neither love nor hatred
had influenced his writings: Sine irá et
studio,

Undoubtedly, this is the highest praise that can be given to an historian, who is relating contemporary facts, and we repeat, that all the critics have been unanimous in bestowing it upon the author of The History of the Expedition to Russia. At a period when writers are estimated merely by their political opinions, he has enjoyed the rare privi

prejudice which has made us consider
the Burning of Moscow' as his work.
In the first place, it is very evident that
it cannot be attributed to Napoleon,
since it ruined all his hopes, it there-
fore remains to determine whether it
was ordained by the governing adminis-
tration of Moscow; or whether we must
attribute it, as Count Rostopchin will
have it, to the accidents attendant on
the presence of an army in a city almost
abandoned, and to the disinterestedness
of the inhabitants, who set fire to their
own houses. Notwithstanding all his

Original.

GUNPOWDER TREASON.
To the Editor of the Literary Chronicle.
'I don't know the reason,
Why gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot,'
SIR,-I need not tell either you, or your
readers, that I am a Cockney bred and
born, nor that I come of a lamenting
family; these are things that you are
all acquainted with before this time,
and, therefore, I will proceed to say,
that one of my lamentations is the sad
decay of spirit in the keeping of 'Guy
Fawke's Day, as the 5th of November is
commonly called; for my part, I join
in the cry of the boys, quoted above,
and don't know the reason' why it
should be so. When I was a boy, those

a little child, (not as an idiot, which receives all and does all, without understanding the nature of the command,) but humble, eager to apprehend, and ready to obey, as Jesus in the Temple, who heard and inquired; he did not speak as one having authority, but ae searched the Scriptures.

There is a principle in wickedness which delights in laying buman virtue waste, merely for the sake, of destruction. The spirit of evil was a murderer from the beginning, and his followers pursue the same course.

To the inconsiderate person all is what it

seems to be.

Title or station will not render a person

were the days, Mr. Editor!-I used to of course, were aimed at all the open be invited to a house at the top of Clare windows, where a head was to be seen. Market, in the evening of that day, to And will any body tell me that such witness the fire that was annually light-jollity-nay, loyalty as this, should ed in the old paved square (now cover-be put a stop to, because a house ed with buildings), and I can assure or two might be burnt, a boy's eye blown you, I have no pleasure now to which I out, or an old woman's petticoats set fire If the man who hid one talent only met look forward with the keen feeling of to? I think no one will be so hardy.condemnation, what will be the eternal fate delight that I did on those occasions. And really, as it has been said, there is of him who debases a countless portion to It was quite an auto da fé, but full of a lack of loyalty now-a-days, I do cer- decorate the loathsomeness of sin? fun and jollity. Great preparations tainly wonder, that the powers that be? Human reasoning can make no efficient were made for this, and all the straw, I do not encourage so decisive a demo-impression on a mind which studies revelation only to use it to blasphemy. hay, and wood, that could be begged, |stration of it, as such rejoicings as borrowed, and stolen, formed the first these are. foundation for the fire, in the middle of I quite agree with Pope that partial which was reared the gibbet, and to this evil is universal good,' and, therefore, poor Guy was suspended. When I used should argue that though doors, and to read of Haman's gibbet, I never could shutters, and spouts, and rails, and fancy it was at all so high as this.-I butchers' blocks might be burnt on these think I see it now, with the fire gra- occasions, yet as they must all be redually climbing up, shooting and dart-placed, tradesmen would be employed, ing at the combustible feet of Fawkes, and money circulated in consequence; who swung aloft in the wind most and as almost every market and open edifyingly; while the spectators would space in London used to have its fire, be speculating how long he would last. the loss of business to carpenters, &c. By and by his legs begin to flame, his in the non-destruction of the things matches to burn blue, and his dark lan- enumerated must be immense; to say thorn to become light; the buz in- nothing of the poor fire-work makers, creases, the flames have reached his most of whom I am afraid, except Maplotting head; the gibbet begins to tot- dame Hengler and Chevalier Southby ter, and, presently, they both fall head- must have gone to the work-house. long into the fiery gulph. Oh! what a shout arose then! a cordial hearty shout, that made the 'welkin ring' I never heard any thing like it before, nor since; and I know of no figure of speech, by which to convey an adequate idea of it, except one that I met with in print once, and, as my scene is a meat-market, it may do very well, and that was a roaring like that of forty thousand

bulls.'

In this view of the case, Mr. Editor, I think you will agree with me that the suppression of bon-fires and fire-works on this day is a great and lamentable evil; and what do we gain instead why, in a loyal parish, during the day, a peal from the bells at the expense, to the said parish, of two or three guineas; and at night our watch-houses full of little boys, (for the edification of their morals), who in some dark corner have However my proneness to lamenta- by stealth let off a cracker or a squib, tion may have soured my temperament and have been picked up by a prowling now, and made me a little melancholic, police-officer, to whom they are worth yet, at the time I am speaking of, I was a certain portion of the fine that may be fond of fun-good fun-glorious fun-inflicted after their detention all night, and this was a night of fun. When the and their consequent production at one of fire began to flag and grow dim, parties the police-offices the following morning. of slaughtermen and butchers used to set off on foraging parties, to collect fuel, and woe be to that man's wooden rails, or spout, or shutters, or door, that were not too strong to resist the united forces of tomahawks, cleavers, &c.; and, upon every fresh lot of building materials being brought in, there arose a shout only secondary to the roar, when Guy and his gallows fell. They spared not even their own blocks, or, more properly speaking, their masters', provided they could muster strength enough to roll them to the fire. All this was accompanied by an eternal discharge of squibs, crackers, and serpents, which,

I could give you a lamentation for our
fairs, for they, too, are gone, and going,
but that I fear it would be too much for
your readers, in addition to my present
one, I therefore shall subscribe myself,

your lamentable correspondent,
CROCKERY, JUN.

Nov. 5th, 1823.

MAXIMS AND MORAL REFLECTIONS.
BY MISS PORTER,

[A correspondent, who is not a general novel

reader, has selected the following passages from the novel of Miss Porter, entitled The Pastor of the Isle,' to shew the excellent principles which govern the work, and which led the reader to admit it into his family.-ED:] REASON, in hearing revelation, must be as

truly great; action makes the post that of honor or disgrace.

One of the most exemplary points of human character is to be always in the path of duty. To such souls the rugged and the smooth, the safe and the dangerous, are abould be cherished as if it were a part of alike. This maxim of truth and honour

the covenant of final salvation.

The love and care of the tenderest rela

tions can be of no permanent effect uuless the objects of them assist with their own circumspection and strength..

For comfort or consolation in any event, do not look until you have found its principle in your own heart; i. e. act according to your duty.

excellent moral lessons, from viewing them Young people lose the benefit of many as grave discourses, in which they are inclined to consider themselves as little interested as in the map of a country they never intend to visit.

It has tended to the constancy of lovers, by keeping sincerely a promise that each would remember the other at the rising and setting of the sun.

The warrior secks not luxurious groves or lose in the Olympian struggles of man nor gorgeous indolence, his errand is to win with man.

Talents and good dispositions are implements of Wisdom, not Wisdom herself-she is the boon of time and experience, and is emancipated by severe probations.

Well-educated young men meditate on a manly life, the career of fame, its triumphs, and its crown-between the starting points and the goal there is an immense chasm. The imagination of a visionary youth overleaps it, but it must be passed with strong, unwearied feet, with wariness, privation, and danger.

of public obligation is a habit, and not a A life passing without the responsibilities principle. It must be remoulded with stouter materials to stand the buffets if the world, and the whips and scorns of tine.

When the interests of millions ma bang

upon a yea, or a này, he who has it a his

COME raise the rosy wine-cup high,

A bumper from the beauteous bowl!
How swift! how sweet our moments fly,
When mirth and music glad the soul!
With open hearts assemble we

In jest and jollity to join;
The feast of friendship this shall be;
Then raise the cup of rosy wine!
Round let the glowing goblet go,

A balm for ev'ry grief is there;
"Twill cheer the cheek of waning woe,
And smooth the furrowed brow of care.
See Literary Chronicle, No. 227.

Let poets praise the flowery vale,

Give me the valley of the vine,
O! let my soul and sense regale,
With flash of wit and flow of wine!
Then fill the wine-flask, fill it up,

And yet companions, ere we part,
Pledge each one in the cheering cup,
The best beloved of his heart!
Let business vex the sordid soul,

But mirth and many days be mine;
While cares the busy breast control,
O! give me wine-O! give me wine!

Fine Arts.

Y.J. L.

work which has been recently announced by Mr. Wyatt, will not be thought superfluous by those who really admire Fonthill,-not as the mere fashionable newspaper lion of the passing day, but for its permanent and instrinsic beauties. For our part we confess that we look forward to its appearance with impatience, not doubting but that many curious circumstances connected with the origin of the building will there be detailed, and that we shall be enabled to trace its progress from its first germ and embryo rudiments to its matured and developed glories.

In order to show what subjects have been selected for the embellishment of the present publication, we shall now give a descriptive list of the plates and wood-cuts, which latter are executed in an admirable manner, and, as will be seen, contribute greatly not only to the decoration of the volume, but to the illustration of the edifice and the adjoin ing domain.-Plates:

1. A large folding Map of the Domain,

RUTTER'S FONTHILL. OUR notices of Mr. Britton's work on Fonthill Abbey will be still fresh in the recollection of our readers; we do not think, however, that the interest of the subject is by any means exhausted by what we then said: on the contrary, we think that there is ample room for another article on it by ourselves, as well as there has been for additional illustration by the present publication. Of the latter we have long anxiously awaited the appearance: our ex-with the rides, walks. &c. all laid down. pectation has been repeatedly heightened the groinings and tracery of the ceilings. 2. Plan of the Principal Story.-Shewing by disappointment, nor has it been at 3. A Longitudinal Section.-This is exlength, as is too frequently the case, de-tremely useful, as exhibiting the general conceived; for this work must be allowed, struction of the edifice and the relative we think, almost without a dissentient heights of the different floors; it also shews voice, to surpass its predecessor both in the Lancaster Gallery, bed-room, &c. and the number and interest of its embellish- several apartments in the tower. ments, and in the fullness and syste-In this will be found some discrepancies of 4. Interior of the Great Western Hall.matic form of the letter-press descrip- detail, from the view of the same subject in tion. We did not imagine that Mr. Mr. Britton's work, which is the more sin Britton's volume was likely to be eclip-gular, as both drawings were made by the sed by any succeeding work, but on this occasion we cannot help repeating Voltaire's naxim: Le mieux est l'ennemi du bien. The drawings of the one work generally represent different parts of the edifice from those exhibited in the other; but even where this is not the case they have been made from very different points of view, so that, in fact, they serve to illustrate each other reciprocally, and the deficiencies of the one are supplied by the rival publication. Thus, while Mr. Britton has selected for his work the oriel of St. Michael's gallery, and a view into the great hall from the octagon, Mr. Rutter exhibits a prospect of the gallery, with the oriel to the back of the spectator, and a view from the bottom of the staircase in the hall, looking up towards the octagon. So far they appear to have co-operated together in a most amicable manner, and, indeed, we may say that no admirer of architectural splendour will be content with either of these publications singly: -no; we must have them both. Nay, we even venture to declare that the

same artist. Here the pannelling of the
lower part of the apartment is square-head-
ed, and the space or paunel beneath the
windows enriched with lozenges and qua-
tre-foils; while there, the former has trefoil-
arched heads, and the latter is quite plain.
5. Grand Drawing-Room. This beauti-
ful outline plate exhibits a perfectly new
subject, and conveys a complete idea of
all the details of furniture, pictures, &c.
The chimney-piece and mirror above it re-
semble the design of the altar, which serves
as one of the title-pages. This apartment,
which, with the crimson drawing-room and
great dining-room, is one of those designated
has greatly the air of having been modernized
in Mr. Britton's plan, as unfinished rooms,
from a more ancient form. The character-
istics of pointed architecture here almost
entirely disappear. The ceiling has neither
groining nor tracery, but large beams, not
far apart from each other, which have rather
an uncouth effect, and are but little in uni-
son with the splendour of the furniture; par-
ticularly the carpet, the pattern of which is
adapted to the magnificent circular slab,
unusually elaborate and rich, and well
which occupies the octagonal compartment
in its centre. The mirror has highly-point-
ed pinnacles and arches, but the door is not

arched at all. The pictures are so admi- These three last plates are consider-mained for upwards of six centuries, unrably detailed, as clearly to exhibit the sub-ably inferior both in drawing, execution, til the year 1805, when Napoleon, con

DRURY LANE.-There has been considerable bustle at both the great theatres during the week. At Drury Lane, the grand spectacle of the Cataract of the Retribution, which occurs in states as Ganges has been played every night, well as individuals, gave the statues preceded by some of our sterling plays. back to Venice: this was in the 12th Shakspeare's delightful play of the incentury, when the Venetians took Con-ter's Tale has been revived, after laying stantinople, and bringing them home placed them on the façade of the church of St. Mark, at Venice. Here they re