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renders his narrative very interesting; that of Mr. Williams is more ambitious, it approaches more nearly to what is often called 'fine writing,' but will not, we fancy, be generally preferred. Occasionally, indeed, the necessity which he has imposed upon himself of altering the Bishop's phraseology, whether for better or worse, whilst he retained his facts, has driven him to curious straits, and now and then into blunders in facts and oddities in style greater than any which modern refinement could discover in the sentences of Burnet. For instance, Burnet wrote,

He loved building much, which he affected chiefly because it employed many poor people; but one thing was observed in all his buildings, that the changes he made in his houses were always from magnificence to usefulness; for he avoided every thing that looked like pomp or vanity, even in the walls of his houses. He had good judgment in architecture, and an excellent faculty in contriving well.'

Mr. Williams alters it thus :

He was fond of architecture, and his love to it was increased by the employment it created to the poor. His judgment in it as a science was good; in the indulgence of his taste, however, he avoided vanity and pomp, and connected utility with every contrivance and every change.'

Burnet properly used building' in one sense, and architecture' in another sense. Mr. Williams confounds the two words, and uses one of them in both senses. Again, Burnet wrote:

And he was scarce ever seen more angry than with one of his servants, for neglecting a bird that he kept, so that it died for want of food.'

especially so speedily after the recent reprint of Burnet's Lives under the editorship of the venerable Bishop Jebb.

Annals and Antiquities of Lacock Abbey, in the County of Wilts, with Memorials of Ela, the Foundress, the Countess of Salisbury, &c. by W. L. Bowles, M.A. and John Gough Nichols. 8vo.

THE history of Monasteries as it has generally been written, after the model of the great work of Dugdale, in which brevity was indispensable, has seldom extended beyond a description of the ruins and architectural remains, a catalogue of the superiors of the convent, and a transcript of the most important charters relative to the foundation.

It is not a little remarkable that the proverbial minuteness and elaborate research of our English antiquaries has never yet been exercised in working out the history of one of our great abbeys, in a manner at all approaching to the completeness which the still existing records would authorize. If investigated fully and closely, any one of them would afford ample materials for an important volume, possessing a main current of considerable interest, and a ramification of contributary sreamlets, illustrating the topography and genealogy of the neighbouring

district.

In comparison with many, Lacock was a foundation of humble pretensions. Even in the same county there were two larger nunneries-Wilton and Amesbury; and from the time of its foundation (the history of which, and of its Foundress, as enlarged upon

This is rendered by Mr. Williams by Mr. Bowles, are certainly matters thus.

'Never was his anger seen to glow so hot, as towards one of his servants who had negligently starved a bird to death,

FOR WANT OF FOOD.'

It is of such alterations and transpositions, that the bulk and substance of Mr. Williams's book is made up. He has written in a Christian spirit, and we have no doubt with a good intention; but the little he has added to our knowledge of the subject of his biography, does not justify his having inflicted a new book upon the world;

of high and even romantic interest) until the dissolution, it remained in the second rank of such establishments, the peaceful and unpretending retreat of female devotion. Its history, however, as given in the present work, shows what might be done by the use of every available record, combined with a methodical arrangement, in elucidating the histories of monasteries of greater importance.

The first objects for examination are the foundation charters, the confirmations obtained from superior jurisdic

tions, ecclesiastical and feudal; and the coadjutors in the foundation; then the most important subsequent benefactors; the surveys and valuations of the monastic property at different periods; and the succession of superiors. The charters and records relative to estates may be best arranged under the head of each place, as in the 15th Chapter of the present volume, in which the history of each, as connected with the abbey, is given in a brief narrative.

In cases where the monks themselves have left the annals of their house, they are found chiefly to record the architectural works executed at successive periods, the legal controversies with secular aggressors or professional rivals, the election of abbats, the fallings of timber, cleansing of fishponds, and most important agricultural operations, extraordinary seasons, storms and eclipses, famines, plagues, and murrains; together with the deaths in the families of their patrons, and such public events as struck the attention of the chronicler, either from their importance, or the vicinity of the place of their occurrence.

Such are some of the principal materials available to the writers of monastic history; and which have been faithfully employed in the present work as far as the records of Lacock extend, whilst their deficiencies have in some respects been supplied by illustrations drawn from those of similar establishments. We think the accounts of the discipline and domestic economy of the nuns, the ceremonies of profession, consecration, election of abbesses, funerals, &c. will be new to the modern reader, at least to those uninitiated in the mysteries of the church of Rome.

Lacock abbey possessed a book of history, the work of one of its inmates, not recording, however, the annals of the house, but relating the romantic history of the Foundress and first Abbess Ela, the heiress of the Earldom of Salisbury. Following the statements of this authority, Mr. Bowles has been induced to enter at large into the history of the early Earls of Salisbury; so that, in fact, a great portion of this work is biographical detail and genealogical disquisition. The genealo

gies of de Sarisbury, Longespé, and Romara, and their connections, have received considerable accessions and corrections; and among the important discoveries developed, and prevalent errors corrected, we may instance the following

That the first Earls of Salisbury were not named Devereux, but only de Sarisbury.

That they had a common origin with the house of Roumara, which produced an Earl of Lincoln: and that the Tancarvilles, Chamberlains of Normandy, were probably of the same lineage.

That Ela of Salisbury had two sisters: though, the Earldom being an indivisable fief, she was made the sole heiress, and their names have been hitherto unknown.

That, as William Longespé, Earl of Salisbury, was the son of Fair Rosamond, Geoffrey Archbishop of York, who was more than fifteen years his senior, is not likely to have been the King's son by the same mother. The difficulties attending Rosamond's history, have arisen from her being assigned as the mother of Archbishop Geoffrey.

That the present representative and heir general of the Longespés is Lord Stafford and not Lord Audley: as will be more fully shown by Mr. Beltz in his History of the Order of the Garter.

We shall only add that the work is written throughout with taste and elegance; that many pleasing little digressions occur to relieve the dryness of antiquarian detail; that the romantic incidents connected with the monastic history are skilfully interwoven with the historic narrative; some very natural and elegant poems are interspersed, among which the Lay of Talbot the Troubadour pleased us particularly; the reflections by Mr. Bowles on the Monastic Life,-his last visit to Old Sarum,-his observations on Stonehenge, and many other passages, are of superior interest; while the imagination of the Poet sheds a pensive gleam, like that of the evening sun, upon the venerable ruins which it has preserved from obscurity. We therefore thus bid Mr. Bowles farewell:

TIME had his triumph-with remorseless wing
Cruel Oblivion o'er the prostrate slain

Sate, like a bird obscene, upon the plain
Guarding its silence. Can no second spring
Renew sweet Nature's wasted powers, or bring
Art's fallen glories into life again?

Wake gentle Ela, and her princely train,
Creative Poet! and in triumph sing ;-
"Potential influence of the Wizard's call
Hath quell'd the twin-destroyers-the soft horn
Breathes from the moonlight battlements, the hall
With revelry resounds, and see! the Morn
O'er yon grey pinnets sheds a glory born
Of Hope, prophetic of no second fall."

The Knight and the Enchantress; with other Poems. By the Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley.

WE were just going to commence our review of this little volume, when we happened to be favoured with a sight of a letter from a lady, to whom the noble authoress, we presume, had presented the volume, in return for the gift; and she has so well expressed our sentiments, that we begged permission to make use of her epistle, which she kindly granted.

Grosvenor-square, May 25.

My dear Lady Emmeline, I cannot say how much Frederick* and myself have been delighted with the beautiful volume of Poetry which found on our table last night, after our

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return from the Opera. Indeed, I do think Frederick has already more than half of it by heart: but do you know, it really was likely to have produced a most violent quarrel between us. Frederick doats upon the character of the Enchantress; while I absolutely rave, when I hear the admirable descriptions of the Knight: however, we have compromised the matter satisfactorily, by allowing that My dear Lady Emmeline! how could you their respective excellence is nearly equal. write such charming poetry, so finished, so delicate, so refined in expression, so musical in the rhythm (as I believe it is called) which I think is much prettier than to talk about verses having feet; and Frederick (who is looking over my shoulder) adds, so masculine in thought: I assure you we are all amazement! You must excuse my transcribing the opening of the Poem:

Say whither along, ah! whither along,
Yet whither along art thou hurrying now;
The sunset is hanging crown-jewels of pride
On the old mountain's towering brow?

Say, whither along, yet whither along; but whither along, young stranger;
Ah! why then, whither along, in thy strength and thy speed?

Loose, loose ye the reins, and dismount from the selle,

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Then whither along, speak whither along, yet whither along, young stranger!
Ah! why, then, whither along, &c.

Do you know, my dear Lady Emmeline, that we were so pleased with this animated address, that I absolutely got Frederick to count the number of the "whithers along," and do you know,

they amount to near fifty-five, without the last couplet, which we consider to be a noble conclusion: it is our pet of the whole.

Ha! whither along, ho! whither along-whither, whither?
Now hither!come hither!-ah! whither?

Frederick is the name of the lady's husband. They have two beautiful dear little children, and an elegant villa at East Sheen, with a pair of the sweetest ponies in the world.

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At first I confess I could not imagine how these persons found time for such repeated addresses to the Knight, as he is described as passing them in full gallop;

but Frederick assured me, that they fol-
lowed as fast as they could, lest he should
get out of hearing; and they warned him
it was going to be a rainy night :

In their lone keyless caves the great winds I perceive
As they lie in abeyance upfurl'd ;

As they sleep in their strongholds, the ancient and drear
At the deep hinges four of the world.

How exquisite that last allusion is ! A hinge would be a most uncomfortable place in general to sleep on; but for the winds it is most appropriate: seeing, as they are bad sleepers, when they want to shift they can turn any way they like. My dear Lady Emmeline, how delighted Lady Londonderry will be to find that the hero of your enchanting tale must have been her old grandfather, Sir Guy o'

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the Featherstonhaugh, while Sir Lancelot
Shadwell,-I mean Sir Lancelot Vaux,-I
suppose represents the family of the ex-
Chancellor. This is very flattering.
There is one little point that puzzles me,
my dear Lady Emmeline, which I dare
say you can explain. Why the ladies,
after the Knight has dismounted, and is
sitting in their hall, should still persevere
in crying.

Then whither along?-speak, whither along?—
Ah! hither, turn hither,-yet hither-Sir Knight.

For, as the Knight has obeyed their sum-
mons, and as his horse has been taken to
the stable, I don't see how the Knight
could be still galloping on. Frederick sup-
poses that I don't understand it rightly;
but that these words are repeated, not
that they contain any sense, for he says
that it is not the intention; but they are

what the tutors of colleges, and people in black, call 'Versus Intercalares,' or some such word: so he says it is quite appropriate, even if people are sitting still, to address them as if moving-" Whither along? Whither along," &c. or as you better express it,

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Through these and round those, the young Warrior moves,
While still sing the bright gay fluttering song,
Now whither along? oh! whither along
Say, whither and wherefore along?

The description of the lady's dress struck me as being at once beautiful and

new how pretty dear Lady Jersey would look in it at a masqued ball at Almack's.

'Twas a broad jewell'd Zodiac form'd her zone
And trac'd round its richly wrought signs,
Hieroglyphical characters dimly shone,

Wizard numbers, and mystical lines.
Cabalistical names were thereon inscrib'd,
And squares, circles, and trines were engrav'd;
And with queenly grace in her ivory hand
A fairy-like wand she way'd.
Xereanthemum-blooms loop'd the draperies up
On her smooth shoulders white and round.

Not less pleasing is the description of the pictures in the dining-room; though do you know, neither I nor Frederick knew whom you meant in the following

stanza, and we were forced to ask Lord Holland, who happened to call; was not that droll?

And there Anacyndarax's son,
With the rose and the myrtle crown'd,
Reclin'd at the festal board, while throng'd thick
His peers and satraps around.

Frederick was highly delighted with the device of the two whales spouting fire a

hundred feet high. He says, it is what the critics call a beauty from surprise

as no one would expect to see a whale
spouting fire, except when he was pierced in the following stanza :-
by a Congreve rocket; there is also a

delicate innovation on established terms

From the flagens, and urns, and boss'd salvers superb,
And the graceful and rare myrrhine cups;
And the goblets, like rich crown-imperial flowers,
Where the small bird luxuriantly sups.

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On a sudden a sharp biting blast cross'd the hall,

So sharp and so biting and chill,

That it pierc'd thro' the bones, and it shook all the nerves

With its icy and arrowy thrill.

Then the Knight would have wrapp'd (as who would not, who had been in his place)—
Then the Knight would have wrapp'd his fair fur-border'd cloak
Round his shoulders, and round his broad breast;

But it's gone-it is lost-where, where can it be,
The fair broider'd and miniver'd vest.

But his resolution to defy the storm, when he found all hopes of recovering his

cloak vain, heightens my ideas of his
chivalrous character,

Out spoke that young Knight.-Now to horse! ha! to horse!
For too long I've been tarrying with ye;

Now to horse! ha! to horse! and a courteous farewell
To thy company, Sorceress, and thee !

But, my dear Lady Emmeline, Frederick asks me to suggest whether there is not a slight misprint by Messrs. Manning and Smithson of No. 12, Ivy Lane, in the

second line, which occurs after you have
so beautifully described the light that
'pierced to the warrior's soul through his
sense,'-when you say,

Now he urges his steed-and now shipping he's ta'en,
And now fades like a dream, the alien strand,-

as the latter part does not go so trippingly
off the tongue, as your verses in general.

I am exceedingly sorry, my dear, that I have not time to expatiate on the beauties of the other poems, which are all but (excuse those two naughty little words) equal to the one I have mentioned. Frederick desires his kind love; I must now dress. Hoping to see you at

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Auxiliary Suggestions on Military Inquiry concerning Crimes, Punishments, and the Economy of the British Army, by the Author of the Military Law of England.-The author of this sensible little tract, although he has not directly designated himself on the title page, is evidently Mr. Robert Scott, a veteran in military jurisprudence. He has treated the difficult subject of remission of punishment to be rendered consistent with discipline and the public safety, with considerable tact: he shews that there is really no defect in the code by which the

Here unfortunately the letter broke off, and we are unable to give the name of the elegant and tasteful correspondent. We can only add, that we fully agree in the high admiration which she has so well and feelingly expressed of this beautiful Poem, and We need add nothing of our own. hope soon to see Lady Emmeline in the Press again.

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British army is governed, but that its administration may be capable of improvement. Mr. Scott is of opinion that the soldier should never feel himself other than a military criminal, and deprecates his consignment to the treadmill, or the contamination of the common gaol. recommends, for less flagrant delinquencies, transfer to a degraded squad, and laborious offices. "It is pretty certain," he adds, "that those who complain of flagellation would not desire to see it displaced by punishments of the ancient or modern foreign codes, and so far as he

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