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could look upon even in Italy. 10th. The Legacy, paint-creation. If he were not startled from this entrancement ed by J. Inskipp, (who is he?) engraved by J. Stewart ; by a shrew-mouse suddenly running across his foot, or the pretty, but a little commonplace.
Ilth. The Corsair's glittering undulation of a snake among the withered leaves Bride, painted by J. Hollins, engraved by H. Rolls. This off, and carried out of the forest, by discovering green
across the pathway, his eye would be unconsciously drawn is the last, and the best. By the goddesses ! a glorious glimpses of adjacent fields, and shining tracks of the river woman! Could we meet with another such,' we should -here, a spire of one of the churches; there, the tower of ourselves turn corsair. Rich is the Turkish dress in which another; clusters of house-tops ; steam-engine chimneys, she reclines on herembroidered couch, — dark, very dark are like obelisks; and distant hills, cultivated or barren-the luxuriant tresses, flowing from beneath her costly turban through the loop-holes of intermingling boughs and broken over her white neck,—fair, exquisitely fair, are her small foliage around him. hands, the one gently supporting her head, and the other him, rising in Babylonish confusion from the populous
“ Presently voices and sounds of all kinds would assail lying in its beauty upon her voluptuous lap. Then her valleys and village-crowned eminences; but gradually disfeet by the shade of Ovid ! her snowy feet peeping from tinguished, if his ear nicely pursued them, through their beneath her long cimar, ignorant of slippers, or of cover- innumerable varieties,-harmonious and dissonant, loud ing of any sort, are enough to convert an aged anchorite and low, mournfuland lively; the rustling of winds among into a love-sick stripling ! But her face-above all, her the leaves--the gush of waters down a wear-the barking face !--the depth of fascinating meaning, tender but not of dogs—the crowing of cocks-the cries of children—the enervating, speaking from her eye, and breathing on her chimes of the church clock, or the knell of a death-bell; a lips, and dimpling in her chin, and shining on her brow, barracks, the whistling of carters, the rumbling of carriages,
gun, a drum, a bagle-born, a flourish of trumpets from the and melting into rapture on her glorious bosom ! How the ringing of anvils, the reverberating thumps of tilt-hamlovely, too, the sunset scene discovered through the large mers, with an indistinct, but deep perpetual under sound, and open verandah casement ! how finely in keeping is its like a running bass, composed of all these blended noises, glow of warm light with the ripened daughter of that covering the whole, and constituting 'the busy hum of men' Eastern land, stretched in languishing allurement before thronging the streets of the town below, or travelling on the us! By the goddesses,' a glorious woman! one worth numerous high roads branching from it. These would forin travelling over half the globe to see, to speak to, and to ciations which they would awaken in the mind of him who
altogether a concert inexpressibly captivating, by the asso. love. O, Frederick Muller.! amiable, but most milky could listen to them as one of the millions of sentient beings, and watery poet! couldst thou not write something less whether brute or intelligent, that inhabit the little locality, commonplace, and more spirit-stirring, about a creature exquisitely picturesque, and genuinely English, within the so thrillingly beautiful ? By Heaven, Frederick Muller, precincts of Sheffield. Though in solitude himself, bis thou art not worthy to kiss the smallest of her toes. We delight would not be solitary, but social in the highest and will wager thee a diamond ring to an old shoe-buckle, circuit of the horizon were thinking of him at that moment,
purest degree. Though not a living creature within the that there is more genuine poetry in any one of the manly he would be thinking of them, of them all, and all together. tones of her lord the Corsair, whose step she at this mo- His joy would be a mysterious sympathy with all their ment hears along the corridor, than in all thy seven joys, an ineffable interest in all their occupations, and a stanzas of mortal'rhyme.
cordial good-will to every thing that lived, moyed, and * The prose contents of the volume are" The Tempter, breathed within his sensorium. an Arab Legend,” probably by Croly; “ Irish Legends and better, and happier ; at least if it does not, the fault is
“Whatever draws a man out of himself, makes him wiser, and Traditions,” by the Rev. R. Walsh ; " Home, Coun- his own, and he has to answer for abusing one of the most try, all the World," hy James Montgomery; " The Indian effectual means of improvement which Providence has Mother," by Mrs Jameson, authoress of the “ Diary of placed within his power. He cannot benefit others without an Ennnyće,” and “ The Loves of the Poets ;" “ Eastern being himself benefited in return, either by the influence Story Tellers," by Mr Carne; “The History of a Trifler,” of his own action, his own feelings, or by the gratitude with by Miss Jewsbury; “ The Seven Churches,” by Charles which it is more than repaid on the part of his fellowMacfarlane ; " The Residaary Legatee,” by Miss Mit- creatures. Ascetics may say what they please, but seclusion furd) “ The Roman Merchant,” by the O'Hara Family; all to enjoyment.
is neither favourable to wisdom nor to virtue, and least of " A Hawking Party in Hindostan,” by Miss Roberts, and "The Dispensation, an Irish Story," by Mrs S. C. Hall. From these, all of which possess more or less merit,
“ We love our native home, our native place, our native we shall select a few passages from the paper by Mont- province, our native land. There is a peculiar and distinct
kind of' attachment belonging to each of these relationships; goinery, which appears to us to be characterised by a but patriotism is the bond of the whole ; and he who loves delicate sensibility, and a fine philosophy :
his country, loves his home and all between. But at home, HOME, COUNTRY, ALL THE WORLI.
and in our country, this sentiment, like the light of heaven
and the air we breathe, is so familiar, that we are scarcely By James Montgomery.
conscious of its presence, unless reflection be powerfully “He who retires, as I have often done, on a bright sum- awakened to it by the return of some national or domestič mer evening, into the depth of one of our Hallamshire
occasion on which we are wont to felicitate ourselves, and woods, while he saunters along in the dreamlike repose of those who are dear to us, on this cause of so much of our a brown study, or leans against an old oak in the fine ab
mutual felicity. straction of serener thought, might imagine himself alone
“ In a strange land, it is far otherwise ; the smallest inand is silence, merely because his eye and his ear were un- cident there that reminds us of what we have loved from observant of motions and murmurs perceptible on every
our childhood, and left perhaps for ever, touches the finest hand. But were he to pause at one of those cheerful open springs of affection ; and the sight of a flower, the sound jugs, where, from a small patch of ground, beneath a hand- of a voice, the cast of a countenance, the colour of a garment, breadth of blue sky, in a little amphitheatre of trees, the the air of a song, may electrify both nerve and spirit, and great world seems hermetically excluded, he would soon quicken emotions more deeply transporting than have ever find himself in the very midst of the joy and activity, the been inspired by the scenes and enjoyments themselves, labour, fatigue, and anxiety, of life.
which are thus overwhelmingly renewed. The pleasures At first, the dazzling dance of insects in the sunshine, of memory are sometimes, though seldom, more lively than and their musical drone in the shade, might surprise him the pleasures of hope, but they are always more defined; into a feeling of sympathetic delight; but the fitting forms and the certainty that we have been blest,' is something
and richer melody of birds would quickly charm away his still in possession, which a wise man would not exchange attention, to hearken to the sweetest inarticulate tones in for the unreal reversion of blessings to come, in the preca
rious contingencies of life. The farther, too, that we are
removed from the time and the place of our earliest and 6 Hamshire is the name of a district, not very accurately deAined, but extending about six miles on every side of the town of
sweetest associations, the more they are endeared to us, and Sheffield, within which the corporation of cutlers exercises its trade.
the oftener recollected. The very sadness which accompa* Juris liction.
nies the remembrance of departed joys' makes them a thou
sand times more exqnisite. Man is so little of a hermit by
“Oh, change.Oh, wondrous change! nature, that he runs out of the desolate island of himself to
Burst are the prison bars!, seek social existence in the hearts of his fellows; and though
This moment there--so low his happiness must ever begin and end in his own bosom,
In mortal pangs - and pow there is ample room within range of his affections to embrace
His Beyond the stars! the whole species. Next, however, to his kindred and friends, his neighbours, and then his countrymen, claim
« Oh, change l-stupendous change! the warmest share of his spontaneous-nay, rather bis in
There lies the senseless clod : voluntary, esteem; for it bursts out so naturally, suddenly,
The soul from bondage breaks, instinctively, that he can hardly say he has any choice, or
Tilir Jul, The new iminortał wakeswill, or power, in the matter. With these, according to
Wakes with his God.” circumstances, especially in countries where both are aliens,
Miss Landon has also contributed two poems,
“ The he cannot help forming new, and often intimate, conpexions. It is wonderful, as well as amusing, to observe how unex- Offering,” and “ The Legacy.” We extract the first, pectedly meeting even in a neighbouring county, attraets premising that Miss Landon is the young lady from whose stragglers, who are unknown, or indifferent to each other, exertions in literature we expect more than from any of at home. Two persons from the same village or town, who her contemporaries :: sed hon i 2230911 -5 °! T} vo 13.10 never speak when they pass in the street, coming together
TILE OFFERING. at the other end of the kingdom, exchange salutations almost before they are aware, and each is right glad to ask
1. - By L. E. L. or answer, that all friends at - are well. Two English
“There is a beanty vanishes away. men, though the one be from Berwick-on-Tweed, and the
From earth, and from earth's loveliest: we can see other from Penzance, suddenly encountering on the banks The moonlight falling on the silver'd lake, of the river of the Amazons, would exult in the desert as The rose unfolding the deep crimson leaves
Where love thoughts once were writ, the quiet stars if a brother had found a brother. Two Europeans, though
Like angels glorifying the still night one were a German and the other a Welshman, would
They do not wear the light that once they wore.. shake hands like auld acquaintance, and vent their joy Their poetry is gone for that which made it in gutturals which neither could understand, were they to
The spirit of their beauty was in us
And from ourselves, and we are wholly changed, start out of a forest face to face, in the heart of Japan. Two And look on things with cold and alcer'd egesi) inhabitants of this earth, though one were a Chinese and For the grave casts its darkness long before the other a Parisian, lighting at once on the terra firma of We stand upon its brink ki! 21909 10 vilni the planet Jupiter, would see all the world in each other's countenances, and enquire as eagerly for tidings from any
“ I see them fading round me," i »ill istens quarter of it, as if there were not å speck on its surface
The beautiful, the bright, mi.!
As the rose-red ligbts that darken/ which was not comprised in the country, ay, in the home,
At the falling of the night is of each." The poetry of the Amulet is very good. Its chief
“I had a lute, whose music attraction is " A Cameronian Ballad," by James Hogg,
Made sweet the summer wind, which is not only the best poem in the volame, but strikes
But the broken strings have vanishid,
And no song remains behind. us as the best poem which has this season appeared in any of the Annuals. It is powerful, pathetic, and original.
“ I had a lonely garden, Hogg himself never wrote any thing finer. We rejoice
Fruit and flowers on every bough,''!! bolo to see the Shepherd, instead of falling off as life advances
But the frost came too severelyon him, only coming forth with a more varied and vigo
'Tis decay'd and blighted now. rous imagination. The Ballad is long, and we cannot make room for it to-day, but we shall give the whole of
“ That lute is like my spirits
They have lost their buoyant tone; it next Saturday; because we are anxious to embody so
Crush'd and shatter'd, they've forgotten spirited a composition in our pages. Miss Bowles has
The glad notes once their own. two poems, with both of which we have been much
I lovel pleased, We shall give one of them :
“ And my mind is like that garden
It has spent its early store ;
And wearied and exhausted,
It has no strength for more.
" I will look on them as warnings,
Seut less in wrath than love,
To call the being homeward-
To its other home above.
“ As the Lesbian in false worship
Hung her harp upon the shrine,
When the world lost its attraction,
So will I offer mine:-
« But in another spirit,
With a higher hope and aim,
And in a holier temple,
And to a holier name.
“ I offer up affections,
Void, violent, and vain;
I offer years of sorrow
Of the mind and body's pain :
“ I offer up my memory-
'Tis a drear and darken'd page,
1) lo u A dying head.
Where experience has been bitter,
And whose youth has beeu like age: "falui “ No busy murmurs sound; An infant wail alone:
" I offer hopes, whose folly A sob suppress'd-gain
Only after-thoughts can know,
um nomid That short deep gaspaud then
For, instead of seeking heaven,
They were chain'd to earth below!" storslari
** Saying, wrong and griet' have brought me nature. Fine taste, distinet conception, subtle jutelleet To tly altar as a home;
-all will be necessary to the fulfilment of the task he I am sad and broken-hearteit, *
has undertakeii. And therefore am I come on
Mr Piteairn, we believe, is aware by "ISLt
this time that we honour his talents and industry, and “ Let the incense of my sorrow
will feel that in giving him warning of the high standBe on bigh a sacrifice;
ard to which we wish him to conform his next work, we The worn and contrite spirit it
are animated by none but the most friendly feelings. We Tuou alone wouldst not despise !"
have good hopes of him. We conclude our extracts with a very excellent sonnet tains matter to the full as interesting as any that has yet
But to turn to the Number now before us. by a contributor of our own : 1.11
appeared. The documents relative to the rebellion in A BIOUNTAIN SCENE.
Orkney, under the bastard son of the Earl of Orkney, Ye ever eloquent rills—ye lonely ways
in 1614, present a vivid picture of the disjointed state of That tead, I know not whitherbye Fair flowers, the kingdom at that time, as well as of the characters of 2. Rieh with tie smulight which the summer showers the leading rebels. At one thing, however, we are a
Into your breasts through all her gladsome days little astonished, and it looks rather like an oversight on
Mr Pitcairn's part. In Part VI. we find (at p. 82) the By Nature's own resistless hands up-piled,
following sentence. Pitcairn loquitur : “ As the subseMong you I wander free, and bid ye hail!
quent trials of Patrick, second larl of Orkney, and of Feeling & reverence deeper far that leads
Robert Stewart and others, contain the most ainple inThe sage to finger in the ruit'd dome,
formation relative to the infamous and almost unparalleled Where men, by time made sacred, had their home cruelties and oppressions committed by this tyrannical Tiine, which conceals buth good and evil deeds."
individual (viz. the Earl) against the unoffending inhaNot man, but God, was, and is always here,
bitants of Orkney and Zetland, it is unnecessary in this Filling the sinless scene with glory far and near!
“ T. BRYDSON.
place to anticipate the extraordinary circunstances which Full “ Oban, Argyleshire."
are there detailed.” And accordingly, he presents us
simply with the “ Dittay," without subjoining any note Among its list of poets, the Amulet also presents us with of the evidence by which the public prosecutor sought to the Hon. Mrs Norton, William Kennedy, John Malcolm, substantiate the averments in that document. But, on Miss Jewsbury, the late Robert Pollok, Charles Swain, turning to the trials of the Earl and his son, contained and Thomas Atkinson. Take the volume all in all, it need in the present Number, we find not the most distant · not fear a comparisøti with any of its com peers, and adds | allusion to these "unparalleled cruelties and oppressions.” another argument in favour of the good taste and talent On the contrary, we find the “ unoffending inbabitants” of its editor, Mr S. C. Hall.
rising en masse to remove the royal sheriff, and reinstate the Earl's son in his father's powers, and that at a time
when the Earl was expected to “break ward," and join Pitcairn's Criminal Trials. Part VII. Including from thing more of the Earl's history. The indictment in his
them. We regret this; for we should like to know some. July 1611 to August 1616. Edinburgh. William Tait. first trial blackens him sufficiently, but in vague and 1830.
general terms; and Mr Pitcairu knows well, that up to our This series of Criminal Trials, Mr Pitcairn informs own day, that class of legal instruments is usually conus, is nearly completed. Two more numbers will bring cocted so as to contain many allegations which the public to a close the proceedings of the Court of Justiciary du- prosecutor has no hope of proving. Every thing is ring the reign of James the Sixth. The pleadings be- clapped in that the web may be broad enough ; upon the come so voluminous during the reigns of Charles I. and same principle that a tisher uses a net thirty yards Jong, James II. (of England), as to render it unadvisable to to catch a salmon of four feet.' This fact renders such continue the plan hitherto adopted by the learned and documents essentially worthless in an historical point of indefatigable Editor, of presenting bis readers with an view. The reason why we are so anxious that the exact transcript of the record of the most important “evidents” of the Earl's oppressions should bave been trials. It is, however, his intention to continue the collected as carefully as those of his accession to the publication of the principal transactions in the su- rebellion, is, that we find him accused, in 1610, of having preme criminal court of Scotland, under the form of ruled Orkney by "lawis treasonablie maid and practized abridged reports. We have no hesitation in saying, that be him selff, direct contrair and repugnant to the lawis Mr Pitcairn's Criminal Trials have thrown more light of our realme;" while in 1614, we find the inhabitants upon the state of society in Scotland during the reign of of Orkney driven to join him by the arbitrary attempts James VI., than any book published during the present of the King's sheriff to substitute the feudal practice of century, and consequently form a most valuable acquisi- Scotland for the udal customs of Orkney. We are open tion to our historical knowledge of a period, interesting to conviction, and we wish Mr Pitcairn to afford us the as that in which the discordant elements of society first means; but we should not be surprised to find the head began to move reluctantly and jarringly towards order and front of the Earl's offence to have been bis allowing and organization, and still more interesting as that in the inhabitants of his islands to continue the practice whose fermenting warmth were engendered those fierce of their old Norwegian laws. King James was a specuspirits who alternately shook and ruled a succeeding age. lative reformer,and, like all that amiable class, he insisted, But if we mistake not, the task wbich he now contein- under pain of his high displeasure-Jo joke when a man plates is one that will put to a sterner test his discrimi- has kingly power to back it-tbat the world should not nation and talent. He will have to undergo the ro- only improve, but improve in exact conformity to that sponsibility, not only of his selection, but of the form under system of growing better which he prescribed. To doubt which it is presented to the public. He will have to the efficacy of his nostrums, or the truth of his speculagive, in his own language and arrangement, such a bis- tions, was high treason. It is a curious theory, but we tory of our judicial procedure, as will mark how the legal have always been of opinion, that, had Jamie lived in our rules now recognised first suggested themselves to men's day, he would have been a Westminster Reviewer. minds, and gradually attained a detinite and consistent But we are wandering from our subject. The present furm. He will have to give such a narrative of the Number of Mr Pitcairn's work contains, moreover, human actions which are discussed by the aid of these interesting information respecting an insurrection in the rules, as will place before us a graphic picture of our own Hebrides; the machinations of the Catholic clergy, and
the adroitness of the king in punishing them, with a view minable book-selling and book-making days, abound with to frightening the Presbyterians; and the state of the all sorts of unnecessary digressions, but there is a fashion gipsies in Scotland. It is also worthy of notice, that the now in vogue of lauding to the skies one set of men, for crimes of the lower classes stand more prominently for the purpose of decrying another ; and there is an affectaward in this Number than in any that have preceded it, tion of displaying a kind of motley erudition, by appendand that in a way not extremely flattering to our preju- ing to every other page a foot-note-catalogue of bookdices in favour of Scotch morality. We say nothing of titles, sufficient, indeed, to “ puzzle the wise, and make the maiming and destroying, in the most wanton and the unlearned stare.” But with none of these sins can the savage manner, whole flocks of sheep, or of setting coal-author before us be fairly charged ; nay, we rather ques pits on fire, for the gratification of private malignity; tion whether he has not, to an objectionable degree, these, we would be told, were a mere effervescence of the fallen into the opposite extreme ; for we observe that Mr perfervidum ingenium Scotorum. But we suspect our Liston does not, from the first to the last page of his readers will be a good deal surprised when we tell them, work, refer to a single authority, although it must, prima that this little volume contains ample proofs that there facie, appear evident, that he has necessarily had to comeexisted in Edinburgh, at the commencement of the 17th municate the results of investigations and experiments century, an extensive corporation--secret, of course of meritoriously conducted by his predecessors and contemperjurers.
poraries. But, in the present instance, we are not inSo much for the present. As soon as the work is com- clined to condemn this, because we perceive that Mr Linn pleted, we propose treating our readers to a dissertation on ton has limited himself to stating, in a concise manner, its merits as a whole.
those universal truths, which whoever may have discovered them-are now public property, and constitute
the basis of all medical knowledge. Nay, a positive adElements of Surgery. By Robert Liston, Fellow of the vantage has been hereby gained ; for Mr Liston, consi
Royal College of Surgeons in London and Edinburgh, dering, truly, that his work will become a text-book in senior Surgeon to the Royal Dispensary for the city the hands of the younger part of the profession, has very and county of Edinburgh, Lecturer on Surgery, &c.
wisely avoided referring to controversial authors, who &c. &c. Part First. London: Longman, Rees, Orme, have distinguished themselves in uprofitable physiologiBrown, and Green. Edinburgh: Adam Black. 1831. cal speculations, in which the ignes fatui of Faney are
continually mistaken for the light of Truth. Thus, in A COMPETENT knowledge of surgery is not to be obtained giving his opinion in favour of the muscularity of the by the perusal of books ; but it is certainly necessary that arteries, and in describing the proximate cause of inflansthe younger members of the profession should be put in mation, subjects that have been sadly weatherbeaten, Mr possession of such works as communicate, in a precise and Liston contents himself with stating his own opinions, logical manner, the elementary principles of surgical deduced, of course, from data that have been already pubscience. The Principles of Surgery, by Latta, Bell, Allen, lished, and very properly avoids pressing controversial &c. were excellent, and to them have been respectively evidence on the attention of his readers. Indeed, the awarded all the popularity they merited; but the progress maiu interest of the work consists in its containing the of physiology and pathology render the frequent revisions opinions of Mr Liston on the most important subjects of such systematic works necessary, for as facts accumu connected with surgical science; and these he has given late and discoveries are made, new information is obtained in a most distinct and satisfactory manner. which affects the most elementary principles of our know We are obliged, from the limits of our Journal, to speak Jedge. All sciences are progressive; but medical science thus generally of the merits of Mr Liston's - Elements is more especially so, because it is founded entirely on of Surgery;" but we can assure our professional readers, facts which daily increase in number and variety ; besides and more especially the pupils of the Royal Infirmary, which, the darker ages that so long clouded its history, that they will find this the best elementary work on Sur. are only now gradually passing away. Its saperstructure, gery that is now published. As its title indicates, the wbich can only be securely founded on the immutable volume before us constitutes only its first Part; and we principles of truth, is not yet completed, and each who understand the second and last Part will be published has the genius, must contribute to it his portion of labour. towards the end of the present session. It is almost superfluous to dwell on the high character which Mr Liston enjoys, as one of the first surgeons in Europe, which of itself is almost a sufficient guarantee for the excellence of the work he has here undertaken,
The Foreign Quarterly Review. No. XII. October, and which, we are satisfied, will be hailed with pleasure
1830. London. Treuttel, Würtz, and Co. by the older as well as the younger members of the pro We like the Foreign Quarterly Review. We always fession.
open it with the expectation of finding instruction conIt did not follow, that because Mr Liston handles the veyed in an elegant form, and we always find our expectascalpel dexterously, he should be equally successful in tions answered. It never soars very high, but it never using his pen; for the possession of knowledge is not disappoints or offends. It is a talented and a gentlemanly always accompanied with the power of communicating it publication. to others; and it is much to be regretted, that medical The miscellaneous literary notices from the continent, men, even of high professional attainments, when they and the critical sketches, in the present Number, are ra. turn authors, not only affect a culpable negligence in their ried and full of interest. The nine long reviews we shall style of writing, but commit blunders flagrant enough to run over seriatim, appending to each a commentary, disturb the ghosts of all the orthodox grammarians that shorter or longer, according to our notion of its importever fitted into the other world. We did not look for eloquence in Mr Liston's " Elements of Surgery" The first article is a review of Thierry's History of the did not expect to find metaphors streaming like meteors Norman Conquest. It is rather a popular sketch of that through his pages--we did not anticipate that similes important event in our history, interspersed with staiwould glitter like sunbeams before our eyes; but we king quotations from the author professedly under eslooked for a dispassionate philosophical tone of writing, amination, and from the old chronicles, than a critical such as is most appropriate for the communication of dissection of the book's merits. We coincide in a great scientific knowledge to scientific men,-and we have not measure with the judgment passed upon Thierry in the been disappointed; for the style is throughout unaffected second paragraph of the article. The truth is, that nejther and manly. Not only do medical works, in these abo France nor England have at this moment a historian, in
the true sense of the word. The gentlemen who aspire jects are mixed up in such a higgledy-piggledy manner, to this designation on the other side of the channel, write so devoid of all arrangement, that it is impossible to flash—on this side, they write whack.
arrive at any satisfactory result. Again, if a man of The second article treats of Codification, and is an able talent be at the head of the committee, which really papermas interesting as can be expected from a disserta- sometimes happens, he knows how to give the examination tion upon such an unpromising subject. We dissent, such a turn as to evolve a clear and distinct story from however, from the views defended by the writer. He the witness. But when this is not the case, the memattempts to strike into a middle path between Bentham bers of the committee blunder on with all sorts of irreleand Savigny. Now, all such attempts at a compromise vant and ill-timed questions, and frequently, leaving the are necessarily failures. In all controversies, one or the true subject, run off upon some incidental topic. Thus, other party, or both, must be wrong. When the critic we rise from perusing their report rather more ignorant, thinks the latter is the case, let him examine the subject and incalculably more confused, than when we sat down. anew for himself, but never go staggering from side to side, Of the fifth article, “ On the Occult Sciences of the with the indecision of a drunk man, now bowing respect- Ancients,” we have only time to say that it is extremely fully to the one party--- What you say, sir, is quite cor- able and amusing. rect," biecup! then to the other" An admirable remark The review of Victor Hugo's “ Hernani” is just. The that of yours, sir," hiccup! The opinions of men of article on the French Revolution is able, and composed gevias (and both Bentham and Savigny are worthy the in a good spirit. We wish we could say as much for name) are not loose and disjointed an uncemented mix- that on the “ revolt" (the word is a good word) of the ture of wheat and chaff, where we may select and reject Netherlands. The article on Commercial History is not at pleasure. They bave an interdependence (if we may much to the purpose.
Where did the author fall in coin such a word ;) each is modified by all the rest ; they with the word “ statistician?” and the “ Huskissonian are incorrectly apprehended unless taken in connexion ; era” sounds rather queer. These are trifles, it is true, to take one away, is like removing the keystone of a but they indicate the nature of the essay—which is, bridge. You carinot ingraft the anti-codification principles trifling. of Savigny upon the codification principles of Bentham, so as to bear fruit. They are essentially beterogeneous, and cannot amalgamate. We are not going to enter at Hesperides ; or, Poems, Human and Divine. By Robert present 'into 'the question, but we cannot refrain from Herrick. A Selection from, with a Memoir of the making one observation. We see that the ingenious Post. Edinburgh. Henry Constable. 1830. 32mo. exsayist before us has given into the common cant about
Pp. 112. the multiplieity of our statutes. The statute law of England is no doubt pretty voluminous, but nothing like
This is a remarkably pretty little pocket edition of what it is represented to be by a certain class of legal Herrick's best things. They were curious old fellows reformers. These croakers forget (or do not know) that these poets of two hundred years ago. They said and the Parliament of Great Britain exercises executive, as did things which modern poets dare not say or do for well as legislative functions, and that nine-tenths of what their very lives. There is a quaintness in their thoughts, are called Acts of Parliament (private bills, turnpike and an oddity in their mode of expression, which at once and canal acts, et hoc genus omne) are not laws of the land, carry us back into a different state of society.' Herrick and do not require to be studied by lawyers.
was a sort of compound of Horace and Catullus, possess · The third article is one of a class which we rarely ing much of the good sense of the one, and mach of the meet with in the Foreign Quarterly, and which we are soft elegance of the other. He was born in London, in not very anxious to see there. It is a long and rather a
the year 1591, and was educated at Cambridge. He was superficial sketch of the old Italian romantic poems. The the contemporary and friend of Selden, Denbam, Cotton, Foreign Quarterly is not, we take it, a retrospective Endymion Porter, and Ben Jonson. With the last, in review; its object is to inform us of what is doing in the particular, he seems to have been on the most friendly living literature of other nations-a task which, if duly footing. They were kindred spirits, and spent many a performed, will fully occupy its time. At any rate, when merry hour together, else Herrick would never have writit next reverts to the olden times, for Heaven's sake, let ten these lively verses : it choose some less hackneyed theme than Italy. Why, all
" Ah, Ben! our periodicals, down to the Lady's Magazine, have been
Say how, or when prosing on this topic for the last twenty years.
Shall we, thy guests, The article on the French Prohibition System is the
Meet at those lyric feasts
Made at the Sun, best in the Number. We do not mean to deny that
The Dog, the Triple Tun; some of the others may evince higher talent, but the one
Where we such clusters had, in question is the most perfect of its kind. On one point, As made us nobly wild, not madin particular, we are at one with the reviewer the And yet each verse of thine importance of the evidence led before parliamentary Outdid the cheer, outdid the frolic wine. ** committees of enquiry. The mass of statistical informa- Or this pleasant song : tion which has by their means been accumulated and preserved, is immense. We must be allowed, however, to
* Fill me a mighty bowl remark, that, for want of a good working system, this
Up to the brink, information has been amassed to a most disproportionate
That I may drink
Unto my Jonson's soul. extent, and the really valuable part of it is buried in fragments among a mass of rubbish. Take, as an example,
« Crown it again, again ; the investigations “ On the State of Ireland.” No com
And thrice repeat mittee is adequate to a subject so vague and extensive.
The happy heat, But look nearer, at the way in which it was set about.
To driok to thee, my Ben ! The Archbishop of Dublin is succeeded by a butter-merchant from Waterford : just after his lordship has been
“ Well I can quaff, I see
To the number five, pumped dry of his shallow opinions about Catholicism,
Or nine; but thrive and we have begun to get interested in the enquiry, and
In fancy ne'er like thee.” to wish for further information, our attention is called away to the consideration of oak stáves, birch hoops, Poor Herrick was subjected to all the ups and downs alt batter, bags, cows, and shipping. The different sub- of fortune, which are so peculiarly the lot of poets. lle