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This Day is Published,

BLACKWOOD'S

EDINBURGH MAGAZINE,

No. LIII. VOL. IX.

FOR AUGUST, 1821.

CONTENTS.

I._Horæ Germanicæ, No. XII. The Pilgrimage, a Drama, by the Baron la Motte Fouquè.-II. Ode on the Olden Time-Notes.-III. Morsels of Melody-No. I. The Invitation-No. II. The Separation —No. III. The Dreary Moor-No. IV. The Evening Lake—No. V. The Marble Heart-No. VI. The Evening Star.-IV. Lamb's Translation of Catullus.-V. The Florida Pirate.-VI. On the Probable Influence of Moral and Religious Instruction on the Character and Situation of Seamen. No. II.-VII. Inch Keith Beacon.-VIII. The Invocation.-IX. The Landscape.-X. The Wanderer of Connaught. -XI. Elegy on a Country Maiden.-XII. The Sons of Mooslim. -XIII. Sir Thomas Browne's Letters to a Friend.-XIV. The Plague of Darkness, a Dramatic Scene from the Exodus.-XV. The Last Plague-Notes.-XVI. On Psalm-Singing in our Churches, with some Observations upon the proposed "Additional Psalmody." -XVII. The Forgers.-XVIII. Works preparing for Publication. -XIX. Monthly List of New Publications.—XX. Monthly Register-Commercial Report-Appointments, Promotions, &c.-Births, Marriages, and Deaths.

EDINBURGH:

WILLIAM BLACKWOOD, NO. 17, PRINCE's STREET, Fdinburgh; AND T. CADELL AND W. DAVIES, STRAND, LONDON.

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WILLIAM BLACKWOOD, NO. 17, PRINCE'S STREET, EDINBURGH ;

AND T. CADELL AND W. DAVIES, STRAND, LONDON;

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BLACKWOOD'S

EDINBURGH MAGAZINE,

No. LIII. & No. LIV.

FOR AUGUST, 1821.

CONTENTS OF No. LIII.-(Being the last No. of Vol. IX.)

I. Horæ Germanicæ. No. XII. The Pilgrimage, a Drama, by the Baron la Motte Fouqué.—II. Ode on the Olden Time.-III. Morsels of Melody.-— IV. Lamb's Translation of Catullus.-V. The Florida Pirate.-VI. On the Probable Influence of Moral and Religious Instruction on the Character and Situation of Seamen. No. II. VII. Inch Keith Beacon.-VIII. The Invocation.-IX. The Landscape.-X. The Wanderer of Connaught.-XI. Elegy on a Country maiden.-XII. The Sons of Mooslim.-XIII. Sir Thomas Browne's Letter to a Friend.-XIV. The Plague of Darkness, a Dramatic Scene from the Exodus.-XV. The Last Plague.-XVI. On Psalm-Singing in our Churches, with some Observations upon the Proposed "Additional Psalmody.-XVII. The Forgers.-XVIII. Works preparing for Publication.-XIX. Monthly List of New Publications.-XX. Monthly Register, &c.

CONTENTS or No. LIV.-(Being the first No. of Vol. X.)

I. Epistle Preliminary.-II. The Steam-Boat. No. VI. (Voyage Third.) Tale 10. A Jeanie Deans in Love. Part Second. The Preparations. Part Third. the Coronation.-III. Account of a Coronation-Dinner at Edinburgh.-IV. The Voyages and Travels of Columbus Secundus. Chapters 7, 8, 9, and 10. -V. Familiar Epistles to Christopher North, from an Old Friend with a New Face. Letter I. On Hogg's Memoirs.-VI. The Modern British Drama. No. I. The Fatal Unction; a Coronation Tragedy. By Lælius *** ****, M. D.—VII. "Fifæana." No. I.-VIII. Characters of Living Authors, by Themselves. No. I.-IX. Essays on Cranioscopy, Craniology Phrenology, &c. By Sir Toby Tickletoby, Bart. Chapters 1, 2, and 3.— X. The Muses Welcome to the High and Mightie Prince James, &c.—XI Remark on Bishop Corbet's Poems.-XII. Ode on the King's Landing ir Ireland.-XIII. A Welcome to his Majesty George IV. on his Arrival ir Ireland.-XIV. Excellent New Song, Composed and Sung by James Scott Esq. M. D. 19th July.-XV. Extempore Effusion, Sung with great Effec by Morgan O'Doherty, Esq. 19th July.-XVI. Sylvanus Urban and Chris topher North.-XVII. Continuation of Don Juan.-XVIII. An Expostu latory Round Robin from Fourteen Contributors.-XIX. The Finish.

By publishing this extra Number, the Eleventh Volume will commence at the regular period in January.

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At much expence of breath and action,
And eke in high dissatisfaction,
Address'd his worship's ear.

His tale in brief (though brevity
He studied not) was that a Pauper,
Who of the parish claimed support,
Pray'd for this bounty in a sort
Most monstrous and improper.

The needy wretch had strongly begg'd
Some pittance to his share might fall;
With which, to manage as he may,
Nor drone his scrap of life away
Within the work-house wall.

This to the man in office seem'd
A favour inadmissible.

'Twas casting on the house a slur,
And on him too, the officer,
Who govern'd it so well.

The applicant of whom he spake,
In hale old age before them stood;
Time had not shorn his temples bare,
But on them his once chesnut hair
In snowy whiteness flow'd.

There was a sparkling in his eyes,
The after-gleam of past enjoyment;
And his complexion, fresh and clear,
Denoted, that in open air
Had lain his old employment.
Upright he stood, and unabashed,
And gave to view a manly frame,
Such as in former times had been
The champion of the village green,
And chief in every game.
VOL. X.

Though age so gently press'd him, he
By accident was not uncross'd;

It was the rougher foe to him,
And robb'd him of a precious limb,
His left-side arm was lost.

Thus maim'd, yet he, you still would say,
From no inglorious stock was bred;
He bore an air of hardihood,

Of freedom breathed from the wild wood,
Where his prime life was led.

With open front he stood a picture
And though his frock gave you to trace,
By the loose dangling sleeve, his loss,
It did not mar his port; he was
A model still of rustic grace.

This thread-bare frock, uncouthly patch'd,
Badge of the craft he erst had plied,
A forest livery had been;

And then in colour 'twas as green
As leaves in summer-tide.

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'Twas his to watch the antler'd herd, Which peering pass'd in mute alarm, But as he got into an oak,

A branch decay'd beneath him broke, And thence he lost his arm.

"Well, Arthur," said the Magistrate,
"What in thy favour can'st aver?
There must, forsooth, be weighty cause
To reckon thee, 'gainst parish laws,
An out-door pensioner ?"

"An' please your honour," quoth old Arthur,

"I know nought of their rules about it;
But this I will make bold to say,
I'd scorn to take the parish pay,
Could I earn bread without.it.

"Born in the woods, up from a boy
I've been a roving forester,
And fairly earn'd, till latterly,
My food, and fire, and livery,
By keeping the King's deer.

"Three years are gone since this befel;"
And here he touch'd his empty sleeve.
"And though no longer fit to be
A forest-groom, yet zealously
By my own work I strove to live.

"The ranger gave a bounty, when
From service I was forced to go,
And with it I two years was fed;
Since which this hand has got me bread,
And that with hard ado.

66 Using my wits in works, of which
A one-armed man is capable,
In shifts to make a livelihood,

I traversed heath, and moor, and wood,
For matters which would sell.

"Revisiting my childish haunts,

I roam'd for wild fruits up and down-
Cull'd under brakes the strawberries red,
And brambleberries overhead,
For market at the town.

"And when the riper autumn came,
Startling the squirrel from their drays,
I shook for nuts the hazel trees,
Or gather'd purple bullaces,
Where Roydon's brooklet strays.

"I cropp'd the whorts upon the moors,
The bashful heathcocks' favourite food;
And pluck'd the pleasant cluster'd fruit
From service-trees of old repute
Within the darksome wood.

"And when it nigh'd to Christmas-tide,
I cut the holly's glorious bough,
To deck our parish-church withal ;-
And some I carried to the hall,
With merry misletoe.

"Such were my shifts, poor helps they were
For eking out those means of mine :-
But now my wits are at an end,
And I shall thankfully depend
On what your worship may assign."

Spake the Overseer :-" His worship will
Give us an order to receive you
Into the House."-A spot of ire
Glow'd on the veteran's cheek like fire:
Said he, "My presence would but grieve
you.

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