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more indicative of prosperous commerce, than the rapid stories" in her book, and that both externally and interintercourse of humankind is essential to national civilisa- nally it is such as cannot fail to make the heart of boy and tion and safety, Iu England, for whatever purpose united girl leap within
them. We have not strength at this mostrength may be demanded, it is forwarded to the spot at once. It makes the whole land a fortress. If England ment to say more of any Annual. We therefore proceed were threatened with invasion, a hundred thousand men
to quote from the Juvenile Forget-Me-Not what we coucould be conveyed to the defence of any part of her coasts sider a novelty, prose tale by Miss Landon, and a very within four-and-twenty hours.
well written tale too : ; “ Some common, yet striking calculations evince the singular facility and frequency of this intercourse. The mail-coaches of England run over twelve thousand miles in - 3. mjues in 1911 ?***!! By L. E. L. a single night-half the circumference of the globe! A newspaper, published in the morning in London, is, on the “ No, leave it open to-pight, Charles.' same day, read a hundred and twenty miles off! The
. But the damp air, dear mother !' traveller, going at night from London, sleeps, on the third
** Only revives me!!:56:17 am night, at a distance of more than 400 miles. The length
“The youth left the lattice, and, for a moment, buried of canal navigation, in the vieinage of London, is computed his face in his hands behind the curtains of the bed. as equal to the whole canal navigation of France !
• Charles, dear,' said his mother, and again he resumed “ 'The late combination of the rail-road and steam-engine his station at her side. It was a small low room, whose systems, and the almost miraculous rapidity of passage thus whitewashed walls and small grate-there was a tire there, attained, will increase this intercourse in an incalculable, though it was July--spoke the extreme of poverty, yet were degree. Ten years more of peace may cover England with there some slight marks of that refined taste which lingers rail-roads ; relieving the country of the expenses of canals, after all that once cherisbed it is gone. On the little table, highways, and all the present ponderous and wasteful modes near the bed, stood a glass filled with flowers; and a bus of conveyance; bringing the extremities of the land together, of mignionette in the window touched every breath of air by shortening the time of the journey from days to hours; that entered with sweetness. The dim light threw a shaand, by the nature of the system, which offers the most dow over the meanness of the place, and softness and quietpowerful stimulant to the native ingenuity of the English ness hallowed the agony of the hour; for Charles Seymour mind, and summons the artiticer from the rude construction
was looking for the last tiine on the face of the mother he of the boat and the waggon, to the finest science of mecha- bad idolized-his young, bis beautifal mother, whose smal nism, providing, in all probability, fora
succession of inven- exquisite features, and dark length of hair, Inight rather tions, to which even the steam-engine may be but a toy. have suited a lovely sister dying begenth her first sorrow, The secret of directing the balloon will yet be discovered; than one to whom many a year of grief and care would and England, adding to her dominion of the land and the have made the grave seem a hope and a home, but for those sea, the mightier mastery of the air, will despise the barriers she left behind. By her side, in the deep sleep of infancy, of mountain, desert, and ocean.
healtby, and coloured like the rose, was a child of four years “ But the most important distinction between the mate
old. * God help thee, my poor Lolotte!' and the anxiety riel of British strength, and that of the old commercial of a mother's love overcame the quiet of that calm which republics, is in the diversity of the population. The land almost ever precedes the last struggle. Alas Charles nor a ploughed fields the national ship has a sail for every be father and mother to the orphan child; and thrice tepis not all a dock-yard, nor a manufactory, nor a barrack, sorrowful and anxious heritage is yours!
“A sacred one, mother !' and, in his heart, he vowed to breeze. With a manufacturiog population of three millions, we have a professional population, a naval population, and derly did the cold hand he held press his, as he kissed the a most powerful, healthy, and superabundant agricultural little creature so blessed in its unconsciousness. population, which supplies the drain of them all. Of this
“ Deeper and deeper fell the shadows, and deeper and last and most indispensable class, the famous commercial deeper the silence, when the few clouds that had gathered, republice were wholly destitute, and they therefore fell; gradually broke away, and the room was filled with the while England has been an independent and ruling king- clear moonlight. Suddenly there came the sound of mardom since 1066. a period already longer than the duration tial music--the tramp of measured steps. ,,Mrs Seymour of the Roman Empire from Cæsar, and equal to its whole started unaided from her pillow. ' It is the march of your duration from the consulate.
father's regiment-they played it that last, morning for “ But, if the population of our settlements be taken into pity's sake, don't let them play it now! account, the King of England, at this hour, commands a
« Her head fell on Charles's shoulder ; a strange sound more numerous people than that of any other sceptre on the was beard, such as comes from human mouth but onceglobe, excepting the probably exaggerated, and the certainly it was the death-rattle, and a corpse lay heavily on his ineffective, inultitudes of China. He is monarch over one
bosom. hundred millions of men! With him, the old Spanish boast
"Mistress has wanted nothing, I hope?' said an eld is true: "On his dominions the sun never sets,' But the woman, opening the door gently;
one look told her thai most illustrious attribute of this unexampled empire is, that her mistress would never know earthly want again. its principle is benevolence !--that knowledge goes forth with
" Disuniter of all affection-awful seal to life's nothingit,--that tyranny sinks before it,-that, in its magnificent mess-warning and witness of power and judgment - Death progress, it abates the calamities of nature that it plants has always enow of terror and sorrow, even when there the desert,—that it civilizes the savage,-that it strikes off are many to comfort the mourner, when the path has been the fetters of the slave,—that its spirit is at once glory to smoothed for the sufferer, and life offers all its best and God and good-will to man!”
brightest to soothe the survivor ; even then, its tears are
the bitterest the eye can ever sbed, and its misery sbe deep We have now reviewed two works professing to be est heart can ever know. But what must it be when “ Lives of George IV. ;" but we must say we think the poverty has denied solace even to the few wants of sicknes; task has yet to be executed.
and when the grave, in closing, closes on the only being there was to love us in the cold wide world?
I to, :, “Charles Seymour stood by while the old woman laid
out the body, and paused in her grief to admire so beautiful The Juvenile Forget-Me-Not: A Christmas and Nero- a corpse. He had to let his little sister sleep in his arws
Year's Gift, or Birthday Present. For the Year 1831. for their mother was laid out on their only bed , he had to Edited by Mrs S. C. Hall. London. Westley and order the coffin in which himself placed the body; Drir Davis.
short and scant meals were taken in presence of the dead;
he heard them drive the nails in the coffin, be stood Alone This is one of the best of the Juveniles. In our “young by the grave, and wept his first tears when he reflected that days of passion and of power,”--that is to say, before we he had not wherewithal to pay for even a stone to murs had reviewed so many Annuals, we should have been the spot. glad to have gone over the embellishments and contents
" He went home to meet a talkative broker, who came in detail; but being now sick at heart, and altogether by the window, in a room empty of every thing, but a
to buy their two or three articles of furniture; and he lrant worn out, with the labour of looking at, and describing, little bed for his sister, who had crept to his side with that this literary bijouterie, we can only say that Mrs S. C. expression of fear and wonder so painful to witness and the Hall has a number of " pretty pictures” and “ nice face of a child; and Charles Seymou' was but just sistemi
His father had fallen in the battle of the Pyrenees, and
*** Your birthday, my sweet sister, his mother was left with the bare pension of a captain's
What shall my offering be? widow, only one week before the banker, where all their Here's the red grape from the vineyard, private fortune was deposited, had failed. A few months
And roses from the tree. brought Mrs Seymour
to the brink of destitution and the grave; her pension died with her, and Charles was left, (*** ki, “But these are both too passing, with the poor Lolotte, entirely dependent on the small 1400 Di Fruit and flowers soon decay, salary he received as clerk in Mr Russel's office ş and even
And the gift must be more lasting this poor situation had been procured for him by the chance
I offer thee to-day. interest he had inspired in the apothecary, who had, from mere humanity, attended his mother. His future prospects 6:41.44?Tis a joyful day, thy birthday destroyed-confined to his desk the whole day-debarred
A sunny morn in spring ; from intellectual acquirement-shut out from his former Yet thy sweet eyes will be sadden'd pursuits with all the feelings of birth and station strong 1. By the mournful gift I bring.
within him, young Seymour would have despaired, but for & his sister; for her sake he exerted himself, for her sake he
6 Alas! my orphan sister, i hoped. They lived on in their little back room over the
You'll not recall the face, w grocer's shop, kept by the widow of a soldier in his father's
Whose' meek and lovely likeness regiment'; be knew he could confide in the old woman's
These treasured lines retrace. * kindness to the child during his unavoidable absence; and,
though it was a long walk night and morning to the city, “ It is your mother's picture; he thought only how healthy the air of Hampstead was for
You are so like her now Lolotte; however weary, he was still the companion of her With eyes of tearful dimness, evening walk, or else was up early to accompany her on the
And grave and earnest brow! heath. In her he concentred all the pride of better days; * she was always dressed with scrupulous neatness; his leisure « Oh! be like her, my sister! * hours were devoted to giving her something of education,
But less ja face tban mind; and every indulgence did he deny himself in order to bring I would you could remember het hone the pretty toy or book, to reconcile her to the soli
One so tender and so kind. #tude of their lonely chamber , and patiently did the little
creature make her own pleasure or employment till his « Oh, weep that angel mother! retorn, and then quite forgot that she had sometimes looked
Such tears are not in vain; from the window, and thought how merrily the children Yet dry them in the hope, lovey played in the street.
We all shall meet again. * Three years had thus passed away, and brought with them but added anxiety. Charles felt that over-exertion
" And keep this gentle monitor, was undermining his health; and Lolotte-the graceful,
And when you kneel in prayer, the fairy-like how little would he be able to give her those
Deem an angel's eye is on you.-accomplishments, for which her delicate hand, her light
That your mother watches there. step, and her sweet voice, seemed made ! and worse, how little would they suít her future prospects, if he could ! It
" I'll believe that sbe rejoices was her seventh birthday, and he was bringing her a young
O'er her darling child to-day; Tose-tree as a present, but he felt languid and desponding
God bless thee, dearest sister! even the slight tree seemed a weight almost too heavy to
"Tis all that I can say." bear, As he went up stairs, he heard Lolotte talking so 1 gaily-a listener is such a pleasure to a child! He entered, To this story we shall add one of Allan Cuppingham's
and sat her seated on the knee of an elderly man, in whose fine fresh songs, breathing of Flora and the country face something of sadness was mixed with the joyful and 7affectionate attention with which he was bending to his pretty companion.
THE MORNING SONG. ** How a few words change the destiny of a life ! A few,
By Allan Cunningham. . a very few words told Charles Seymour' that Mr de Lisle, l'His mother's brother, stood before him, just arrived from
« Oh, come! for the lily, India La few words gave him an almost father, a fortune,
Is white on the lea; and friends; for Mr de Lisle had sought the orphans, to be
Oh, come ! for the wood-doves the children of his heart and his home.
Áre pair'd on the tree : in e Another year had passed away. Charles Seymour's The lark sings with dew row was stni darkened with thought, but not anxiety;
On her wings and her feet, and his cheek, though pale, had no hue of sickness. He was
The thrush pours its ditty Seated in the little study, peculiarly his own; books, draw
Loud, varied, and sweet : ings, papers, were scattered round, and not a favourite We will go where the twin-hares author but found a place on his shelves. To-day his solitude
''Mid fragrance have been, was often broken in upon--it was Lolotte's birthday; and
And with flowers I will weave thee samy face and buoyant step entered his room, to show
A crown like a queen. the many treasures heaped on that anniversary. *7 * There was a little female art in this. Lolotte, amid
“Oh, come! hear, the throstle all her gay presents, felt half sorry, half surprised, to find
Invites you aloud; Done from her brother. Had he forgotten to show him
And soft comes the plover's cry
Down from the cloud: ther gifts,' might remind him of his own still, Charles
The stream lifts its voice, offered her no remembrance of the day. A child's ball too new and too gay, not to banish all thought but of
And yon lily's begun itself; but when Lolotte went into her room for the night,
To open its' lips
And drink dew in the sun : and saw her table covered with presents, and still none from ber brother, it was too much ; and she sat down on her The sky laugbs in light, little stool, where, when Charles entered, he found her
Earth rejoices in green
Oh, come and I'll crown thee crying My own sweet sister, you were not forgotten, but my
With flowers like a queen! is birthday remembrance was too sad a one. I could not spoil your day of pleasure by a gift so sorrowful.?
“ Oh, haste! for the shepherd “ He presented her with a little packet, and the cheek
Hath waken’d his pipe, which he kissed as he said, Good night, was wet with his And led out his lambs
Where the blackberry 's ripe: & Lolotte opened the paper-it contained a miniature,
The bright sun is tasting e shd she knew that the beautiful face was that of her mo
The dew on the thyme, Buther. It was not till the morning that she saw the follow
The gay maiden's lilting itig lides were with it:
An old bridal rhyme:
There is joy in the heaven,
which begins with Why, and is followed by the approAnd gladness on cartha
priate answer, commencing with the corresponding word Oh, come to the sunshine,
Because. It is a work, therefore, calculated illustrare And mix in the mirth!"
commoda tvita', and to convey real knowledge in an easy Mrs S. C. Hall inust not be angry with us for speak- and simple form.
$19.03 Tul * 10 9 113 744 ing so briefly of her elegant volume. We have seen so wany Annuals of late that we feel as if we had been smothered among roses, and are at this instant gasping The Orestes of Euripides, Edited by the Rev. J. R. for fresh air.
Major, M.A. Eor the Use of Schools and Colleges.
London. Baldwin and Co. 1830. The Rectory of Valehead.. By the Rer. R. W. Evans.
This is a work from the best classical press in England London. Smith, Elder, and Co. 1830.» A2mo. —that of Valpy. It is recommended by several circom
stances : it contains a translation of Porson's notes; eriPp. 287.
tical and explanatory remarks, original and selected; This work is the production of an amiable, rather than ilustrations of idioms from Matthiæ, Dawes, Viger, and a talented, man. It contains nearly an equal proportion others, along with examination questions, and copious of prose and verse, in which the constitution, discipline, indexes. Altogether, it is one of the best school editious and feelings of a Christian family are principally discussed. of the Orestes which exists. In our opinion, the author's notions of strict decorum and methodical piety are a little too severe, and would, if acted upon, have too great a tendency to destroy all human MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE.T. affections, and to make this world a cold and uninterest
IT etsin su 11
U 10 [109 903 jol ing prison-house. The practical religion of such a cha
A CAMERONIAN BALLAD, di racter as the Vicar of Wakefield is more to our taste than the more sombre holiness of the Rector of Valehead.
By James Horgid 3941 (1.77 s11
PW 96 lind bila Still, the Rev. My Evans has written a book, whose [This is the Ballad from the Amulet, of which we spoke in such high errors, if they be such, are easily forgiven, because they
terms last week. We are convinced our readers, pn grusing it, Jean to virtue's side; and whose merits, though unobtru
will join with us in thinking, that it possesses a strength of pathas,
and a high poetical and national feeling, in every respect forthy sive, are, in many respects, substantial. An evident air of the Ettrick Shepherd, or of the best of our living poets.) of sincerity pervades the whole work, and we conceive it to be excellently adapted for the Sunday reading of the
«« 0, what is become of your lead gudemas,
That now you are a' your lane? nie rd. middle classes, and for taking up at those hours when the If he has joiu'd with the rebel gang, ii*!! mind is in its more solemn or sadder moods.
You will never see him again ! su i
It 's a term nae heart can thole, 81, indt, The Mountain Ash. By Mrs Sherwood. Berwick.
For they wba rebel against their God, siis
It is justice to control... Thomas Melrose. . 1880. The Father's Eye. By Mrs Sherwood. Berwick. Tho “ • When rank oppression rends the beart, T, mas Melrose. 1830.
An' rubs wi' strokes o' death, The Useful Little Girl
, and the Little Girl who was of no Wha wadna spend their dear beart's bloot tuii use at ull.' "By Mrs Sherwood. Berwick. Thomas
For the tenets o' their faith? Melrose. 1830.
Then say nae “the rebel gang,' ladye, The Two Paths; or, the Lofty and the Lowly Way. By
For it gives me muckle pain; Mrs Sherwood. Berwick. Thomas Melrose. 1830.
My John went away with Earlyton,
An' I'll never see either again !! Mrs SHERWOOD and her excellent little works for the youth of both sexes have been noticed by us once or twice
"", wae is my heart for thee, Janet, since the commencement of our labours. The tales whose
O, sair is my heart for thee!
These Covenant men were ill advised, i uh titles we have copied above are in all respects worthy of the reputation she has acquired as a simple, impressive,
They are fools, you may credit me.
Where 's a' their boastfu' preaching now and highly useful instructress.' She is religious without Against their king and law,
I. being methodistical, and plain without being vulgar. Mr When mony a head in death lies low, Melrose of Berwick gets up her little books very nicely,
An' mony mae maun fa'?' with frontispieces and embellishments."', "
“ Ay, but death lasts no for aye, Indye, 10'
For the grave maun yield its prey; Questions on the Doctrines of the Bible, with References to
An' when we meet on the verge of heaven,
We'll see wha are fools that day,
With holiest joy and pride, wick. Thomas Melrose. "*1830.
Whether they who shed his servants' blood, This useful little work is constructed on such a plan, Or those that for him died.
:0 that the scholar who goes through it must necessarily become thoroughly acquainted with the Scriptures, since
“I wadna be the highest dame
tast I sua it is only by searching them that he will be able to give
That ever this country knew, answers to the questions it contains. " We should think
An' take my chance to share the doom 4 IT
Of that persecuting crew.
Nor take us fools to be,
Wad change his state wi' tliee."
ayrol A cause. By Juha Timbs, Editor of Laconies." No “O, weel may you be, my poor Javet,
stwo I. London. J. Low; and Hurst, Chance, and Co.
The better you are in either state,
May blessings on you combine! With rather an affected and obscure title, this will be
The less shall I repine. found a substautially useful pablication. It consists of But wi' your fightings an' your faithe rrit o. * a series of questions concerning domestic science, each of Your ravings, an' your rages
There is a spear that pierces here,
Frae every word ye say:
For he gloried in his death,
And wishod to be laid with those who had bled 1wy, 01 For the same enduring faith.
ar There were three wounds in his boardly breast,
And his limb was broke in twain,
Wrung out by the deadly pain.
Før fear my men should tell,
An' I vursed him tbero mysell.
Have tended him as he lay,
By night, nor yet by day.
For I fear'd his life was gane;.
1911 “ Theo Janet she fell at her lady's feet, 's' (16902490
And she claspit tbem ferventlye,
Till the good lady wept to see.
Is a' the same to thee.
There you bave lost a leal helpmate:
In the blossom of his age.
Wi' these twa babies sweet?
Or bring you a meal o' meat;
An' gars me, while scarce aware, 210,
Of them that can be nae mairishga do"364Poor Janet kiss'd her youngest babe,
LITAT I And the tears felt on his cheek, -179 : And they fell upon his swaddling bands,
For her heart was like to break; bats What misery's to be mine,
: 0, little do ye ken, my dear, dear babes, 211010 But for the cause we bae espoused, Botir I will yield my life and thine.
“« bad I a friend as I hae nane,
For nane dare own me now,
If the killers would but allow,
I ken where they whi himn find,
si 90 91T
• And to see what I could see ;
As viewing the dead my lane,
In the midst of a heap o' slain.'
An' she grat, an' she tore her hair,
Dinna tell ine ony mair!
When earthly hope is vain;
It turns the heart to stane!
• That I this sight should see!'
He liftit his een to me.
The best o' this warld's breed,
Amang the hapless dead ?"
And a chariot in the dell,
I will carry you hame mysell.'
An' what were life to me!
To hang on a gallows tree?
Nae country an' nae kin,
Durst open to let me in.
An'twa babies dear to me;
An' of hunger they a' maun dee.
Whose mercy thou bopest to share,
A wee beneath thy care!
Owre weel I ken thy worth;
For my last drink on earth.'
For my heart is cauld as clay ;
"• If good deeds count in Heaven, ladye,
Eternal bliss to share,
Though ye should never do mair.' . Get up, get up, my kind Japet,
But never trow tongue or pen, That a' the warld are lost to good,
Except the Covenant men. “ Wha wadna hae shared that lady's joy,
When watching the wounded hind,
Which her kind heart resigu'd?
When the stars shall melt away,
That can naething but graen an' pray?”.
ΤΑ ΣΠΟΡΑΔΗΝ, , OR, MISCELLANEOUS NOTICES OF ANTIQUITY, APOTHEGMS
CUSTOMS, ANECDOTES, &c. When Ptolemy II., King of Egypt, looked forth one day from his palace window, afllicted as he was at the time with the gout, the consequence of his luxurious indulgences, and distracted with kingly anxieties, he observed a multitude of his plebeian subjects reclining in festal ease, on the sandy banks of the Nile, and dining with immense glee and great good appetite on such ple. beian entertainment as they bad provided for themselves. “ Miserable me!" said the monarch, " that my fate hath not allowed me to be one of them !"
Anaxagoras, the Clazomenian philosopher and preceptor of Socrates, being asked for what purpose be conceived he had come into the world, answered," To see sun, ipoon, and stars !” The same philosopher, being utterly negli. gent regarding the politics of his town of Clazomene, was twitted for his indifference on that subject by some one of his more zealous fellow-citizens, who asked him whether he entertained no concern for his native country? “ For my country," replied the sage, “I have always a great concern; my native city"-pointing to the heavens -"is perpetually the subject of my thoughts !"
Chilon, the sage of Sparta, enquired of Æsop what was Jupiter's employment-what was his regular daily
business in the skies ? " To humble those that are elevated, Hesiod recommends three cups of water to one of vide; and elevate those that are humble !" said the fabulist. they sometimes drank four to one; the Greek proverb
prescribes five of water to two of wine, or three of w2 Dancing seems to have been reckoned, as well among ter to one of wines. The proportion of five to two seems the Hebrews as the Greeks, one of the first-rate accom- generally to have been preserved by those who wished to plishments, and to have been associated not only with drink cheerfully, and converse for a long time without their poetry, but with their religious worsbip. Almost all inebriation Anacreony whom we may conceive the the earliest Greek poets, as Thespis, Cratinus, and others, pattern of all jolly winebibbers, used two af water to not only excelled in dancing, but taught it to freemen, or one of wine in it was considered a Thracian or Seythian gentlemen, for money. We do not read, however, that custom to drink pure wine. » The Romans drank more Homer was a dancer, or kept a dancing-school. Sophocles undiluted wine than the Greeks; yet we hear Ovid bimwas one of the best dancers of his generation ; he had self saying, that he could never drink wine in an une very handsome person, which he was fain to exhibit in mixed state : it was too strong for him. the dance's grace-displaying movements. After the celebrated battle of Salamis, in the glory of which he and Æschylus alike as warriors partook, he exhibited himself Magnificent and large as are our modern steam-vessels as a lyrist and dancer, nearly in the same manner as David they are inferior, if we may judge from description, both did before the ark: he footed it along, dancing and in size and splendonr, to the vessels constructed by the singing to his lyre, being anointed also with oil, and Kings of Egypt and Syracuse, on a scale of grandeur cornaked to the waist ; though others say he wore his robe. responding to the immense preparations of their sculpture When his play of Nausicaa was acted, he not only danced, and architecture. Ptolomæus Philopater, King of Egypt, but played at the ball. With the Hebrews, dancing must built a vessel 420 feet long, 56 feet broad, 72 feet high assuredly have been associated with notions of dignity, from the keel to the top of the prow, but 80 to the top of otherwise it would not have been used in their most the poop. She had four helms of 60 feet; her largest cars solemn worship. And yet the taunting rebuke given to were 56 feet long, with leaden handles, so as to work more David by his wife, presupposes, in her estimation, some easily by the rowers; she had two prows, two sterns, seven thing of levity combined with that exercise. With the rostra, or beaks, successively rising, and swelling out one Romans, after their connexion with Greece, dancing was over the other, the topmost one most prominent and also deemed a high accomplişhment. In the age of Cicero, stately; on the poop and prow she bad figures of ani. the first men of Rome made a boast of their skill in mals, not less than 18 feet'high ; all the interior of the dancing; as Claudius, who had triumphed ; Cælius, the vessel was beautified with a delicate sort of painting, enemy of Cicero; and Lic. Crassus, son of the celebrated of a waxen colour. She had 4000 rowers ; 400 cabin-1 Parthian Crassus.
boys, or servants ; marines to do daty on the decks, 2820 ;
with an immense store of arms and provisions. The Anacharsis, though a Scythian, uttered sentiments as same prince built another ship, called the Thalategies, or beautiful as those of Plato himself. Among his fine say- Bedchamber-ship, which was only used as a pleaser ings is the one-" The vine bears three grapes : the first yacht, for sailing up and down the Nile. She was the is that of pleasure; the second is that of drunkenness ; so long or large as the preceding, but more splendid it the third is that of sorrow."--A Greek poet, I forget his the chambers and their furnishings. Hiero, King of name, gave the first bowl, or crater, to the Graces, Hours, Syracuse, built an enorinous vessel, which he intended for and Bacchus; the second to Venus, and again to Bac- a corn-trader ; her length is not given.' She was built chus; the third to Mischief and Atê.
at Syracuse, by a Corinthian ship-builder, and was
launched by an apparatus devised by Archimedes AU When Mark Antony was fast fleeing from his con- her bolts and nails were of brass; she had twenty rows queror, after the battle of Mutina, one of his acquaint- of oars; her apartments were all paved with neat square ances gave as a reply to some person that enquired of variegated tiles, on which there was painted all the story him what his master was about" He is doing what of Homer's Iliad. 'She had a gymnasium, with shads dogs do in Egypt when pursued by the crocodile-drink- walks, on her upper decks; garden-plots, stocked with ing and running !"
various plants, and nourished with limpid water that
flowed circulating round them in a canal of lead." - She How different are the times and modes of study prac- had, here and there on deck, arbours mantled with try tised by literary men in all nations and ages! Demos- and vine-branches, which Hourished in full greenhos, thenes studied always during the night, utterly secluded, being supplied with the principle of growth from the # and quaffing at cold water ; Demades, his rival in the leaden canal. She had one chamber particularly'splendid, forum, hardly studied at all, but dissipated away his whose pavement was of agates and other precious stones time amid wine and licentiousness. Aschylus was said and whose pannels, doors, and roofs, were of ivery, and to be always drunk when he wrote, whence Sophocles wood of the thya-tree. She had a scholasteriam, er remarked to him with some of the bitterness of jealousy, library, with five couches, its roof arched into a polus, er that "if he wrote well, he did so percbance and unwitting- vault, with the stars embossed ; she had a bath, with its ly." If it be true that Æschylus wrote always in a state of accompaniments all most magnificent; she had at each inebriation, it may perhaps account for his harsh, con side of her deck ten stalls for horses, with fodder and torted, yet furious, forceful, and sublime style of poetry. furnishings for the grooms and riders; a fishpond of I should infer from Homer's simple style, that he was a lead, full of fish, whose waters could be let odtor afmitted drinker of cold water. Not only Æschylus, but Alcæus at pleasure : she had two towers on the poop, Twood the and Aristophanes, composed their poetry in a state of ex- prow, and four in the middle, full of armed men, that citation from liquor ; yet Avacreon, bacchanalian as he managed the machines, invented by Archimedes, for was, wrote, it is said, always sober---he only feigned ine- throwing stones of 300 pound weight, and arrows eighteen briety. Among modern writers, I have only heard of feet long, to the distance of a furlong. She had thre Tasso and Schiller, who composed in a state of semi-ine-masts, and two antennæ, or yards, that swung with teeks briation : Schiller used to study till long after midnight, and masses of lead attached. She had, round the white with deep potations of Rhenish ; Tasso was wont to say circuit of her deck,' a rampart of iron, with iron cheits, that Malmsey was that alone which enabled him to com- which took hold of ships, and dragged thera' neurers For the pose good verses.
purpose of destroying them. The tunnels or both on the
masts were of brass, with men in each." She had twelve The Greeks seldom drank wine undiluted with water anchors and three masts. It was with difficulty they