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STATISTICS OF LONDON POPULATION.
RECREATIONS. In the reign of Henry II. London contained 40,000 inhabitants. In that of Recreation is a second creation, when weariness hath almost annihilated William III. the number was 674,000; George III., 676,000; ditto, 1801, one's spirits. It is the breathing of the soul, which otherwise would be stised 1,097,000; ditto, 1811, 1,304,000 ; George IV., 1821, 1,574,000 ; William IV., with continual business. We may trespass in them, if using such as are forbid. 1831, 1,860,000. of this population, there were within the bills of mortality, den by the lawyer as against statutes; physician as against health ; divine as in 1821, 660,578 men, and 768,007 women, being 38 women to 33 men. or this against conscience.- Fuller's Holy and Profane States. number, according to the census, 8,855 families were agriculturists, 199,902 mechanics, and 116,834 of other professions, Allowing four persons to each
EXPENSE OF A SEVENTY-FOUR GUN SHIP. family, there were 800,000 persons of the industrious class, and 464,000 with
1. A regular 74 gun ship takes 3,000 oaks to build her. These trees would out any particular useful profession. In 1836, amongst this great population, require one hundred acres of land for their growth, and would be nearly a hundred there were 60 bankers, 1,680 stock-brokers, 300 physicians, 580 chemists, 1,180
years in coming to maturity. Three thousand oaks would timber a thousand surgeons, 131 notaries, 1,150 lawyers, 1,560 merchants, 3,480 commercial agents,
cottages, for as many industrious families, and this would be a rational purpose 2,100 bakers, 1,800 butchers, 200 brewers, 4,300 public-house keepers, 3,900
for employing oak timber.-2. The yearly expense of a 74-gun ship in comtailors, 2,800 shoemakers, 390 hatters, 200 curriers, 520 architects, builders, &c.
mission is about eight times as much as the salary of the president of the United But the number of persons attacbed to each of these professions is about ten
States; yet our president, with his enlightened views of our foreign policy, is a times that of the masters. There are 16,502 shoemakers, without including far better security for the preservation of peace, than any battle-ship we can the apprentices; 14,552 Lailors ; 19,625 carpenters and joiners ; in all 450 dif
send to sea.-American Paper.-3. How many thousand ships has England ferent sorts of businesses. In 1836 there were 207 hotels, 447 taverns, 557 sent to foreign countries to spread devastation and death? The money excoffee-houses, 5,975 public-houses and beer-shops, 8,649 gin palaces, and 15,539 rended in building, equipping, and supporting one of these, would be sufficient, various shops. From 1744 to 1800, during the period of 56 years, the deaths
with the Divine blessing, to convey Christianity, with its civilising effects, to in London exceeded the number of births by 267,000, being on an average hundreds of thousands of people.-Williams's Missionary Enterprises. annually a loss of 4,800 persons. Whilst from 1801 to 1830, during a space of 30 years, the births exceeded the deaths by 102,975, or on an average 3,600 per
GILT BUTTONS. aunum.-The Mirror.
Looking at the brilliant appearance of a gilt button, the substance of the SPELLING,
gold which covers it is by no means obvious lo us; but when it is proved that The Woods of Lancashire are a distinguished family for character, wealth, five grains of gold, worth 15d., will gild 144 buttons an inch in diameter, the and talent ; the eldest son, John Wood, has been returned member of parlia: amazing ductility of the metal no longer surprises us, and we can easily credit ment for Preston several times, and proved himself a steady supporter of civil
that its thickness does not exceed more than the 214,000th part of an iach in and religious liberty. A laughable circumstance once look place upon a trial
the coarser branches of this manufacture.- Newspaper Paragraph. in Lancashire, where the head of the family, Mr. Wood, sen., was examined as
SAYINGS FROM THE TALMUD. a witness. Upon giving his name, Oliwell Wood, the judge, addressing the reverend person, said, “ Pray, Mr. Wood, how do you spell your name?”
When Æsop in answer to the question put to him by Chilo, " What God was old gentleman replied" O double T
doing ?" said “ that he was depressing the proud and exalting the humble," I double U
the reply was considered as most admirable, But the same sentiments are to E double L
be found in the Medrash ; though expressed, as usual with the Jewish writer, double U
in the form of a story, it runs thus :-"A matron once asked Rabbi José, • In double O D."
how many days did God create the world?" • In six days,' replied the Rabbi, Upon which the astonished lawgiver laid down his pen, saying it was the most
as it is written, ‘In six days God made the hearens and the earth.' •But,' extraordinary name he had ever met with in his life, and, after two or three ladders on which he causes the poor to ascend, and the rich to descend,' or, in
continued she,' what is he doing now ?' *Oh!' replied the Rabbi, 'he makes attempts, declared he was unable to record it.-Gardiner.
other words, he exalts the lowly, and depresses the haughty." There were
discovered on the fragments of an ancient tombstone, Greek words to the folTURKISH CEMETERIES.
lowing purpose :-—"I was not, and I became; I am not, but shall be.” The There is nothing more striking perhaps about a Turkish town or village, than same thought is expressed in the following reply of Rabbi Gabiha to a sceptic. the extent of burying-grounds attached to them, and the great disproportion
A freethinker once said to Rabbi Gabiha, “Ye fools who believe in a resurin number which the mansions of the dead bear to those of the living. Not
rection, see ye not that the living die ? how then can you believe tbat the dead that it is difficult to account for this peculiarity in a country where the prac.
shall live ?" "Silly man!” replied Gabiha, “ thou believest in a creationtice is never to disturb a grave, but to assign to each pilgrim his own resting
well then, if what never before existed, exists; why may not that which once place ; so that we can see the tombs of many departed generations, while ono
existed, exist again ?"-Goodhugh's Lectures on Biblical Literature.' only of the living requires lodgings at a time, and the same tenements may serve for many successive tenants. But the multitude of these memorials of
GOODNESS. the dead seen collected together, and outnumbering so ominously the signs of It is some hope of goodness not to grow worse ; it is a part of badness not to life and population, cannot fail to impress the beholder very forcibly with grow better. I will take heed of quenching the spark, and strive to kindle thoughts of the myriads who have passed away–who have gone the road we a fire. If I have the goodness I should, it is not too much ; why should I make must all follow; in short, of the exceeding frailty of human existence, and that it legs? If I keep the goodness I have 'tis not enough: why do I not make it " in the midst of life we are in death.” At this place (Eskew) the barying- more? He ne'er was so good as he should be, that doth not strive to be better grounds exhibited a singular spectacle, disposed as they were upon the brow than he is: he never will be better than he is, that doth not fear to be worse of certain rising grounds above the village ; for as every grave was marked than he was.- Warwick's Spare Minutes. with a slender upright white stone, on the top of which a turban is sometimes rudely indicated, or some verses from the Koran are inscribed, they looked in
NEGOTIATION BEFORE A WAR. the beams of the rising sun just like the remains of some young plantation that
Two nations, or most likely two governments, have a dispute; they reason had been suddenly blasted, and the withered rain-bleached stumps of which
the point backwards and forwards; they cannot determine it ; perbaps they alone remained.- Fraser's Winter Journey.
do not wish to determine; so, like two carmen in the street, they fight it out ;
first, howerer, dressing themselves up to look fine, and pluming themselves on DIFFERENT EFFECTS OF VEGETABLES UPON DIFFERENT their absurdity. Just as if two carmen were to go and put on their Sunday ANIMALS.
clothes, and stick a feather in their hats besides, order to be as dignified and The Botanical Professor, in a lecture delivered at King's College, said that
fantastic as possible. They then “go at it," and cover themselves with mud! " Horses will not touch cruciferous plants, but will feed on reed grasses, amidst
blood ! and glory! Can anything be more ridiculous? Yet, apart from the abundance of which goats have been known to starve; and these latter again
habit of thinking otherwise, and being drummed into the notion by the very tops will eat and grow fat on the water hemlock, which is a rank poison to other cat
of infancy, the similitude is not one alom too ludicrous; no, nor a thousandth lle. In like manner, pigs will feed on henbane, while they are destroyed by part enough so.—Leigh Hunt. common pepper; and the horse, which avoids the bland turnip, will grow fat on rhubarb."--Farmer's Magazine,
VANITY A FOE TO AGREEMENT.
For Pope's exquisite good sense, take the following, which is a masterTHE TRUE USES OF KNOWLEDGE.
piece :-“ Nothing hinders the constant agreement of people who live together,
but mere vanity; a secret insisting upon what they think their dignity or merit, I make not my head a grave, but a treasury of knowledge ; lintend nu mue and inward expectation of such an over-measure of deference and regard as nopoly, but a community in learning ; I study not for my own sake only, but for theirs that study not for themselves ; I envy no man that knows more than
answers to their own extravagant false scale, and which nobody can pay, be
cause none but themselves can tell readily what pitch it amounts to." Thoumyself, but pity them that know less. I instruct no man as an exercise of my
sands of houses would be happy to-morrow, if this passage were written in knowledge, or with an intent rather to nourish and keep it alive in mine own head, than beget and propagate it in his ; and in the midst of all my endea
letters of gold over the mantel-piece, and the offenders could have the courage
to apply it lo themselves.-Monthly Chronicle. vours there is but one thought that dejects me, that my acquired parts must perish with myself, nor can be legacied among my honoured friends.-Sir T. London: WILLIAM SMITH, 113, Fleet Street. Edinburgh: FRASER Brovone..
AND Co. Dublin : CURRY & Co.---Printed by Bradbury & Evads, Whitefriars,
Pollok, and Robert Montgomery—with others, who shrink from WORDSWORTH AND HIS CONTEMPORARIES.
arrogating the name of poet, though they have produced poetry During the greater portion of the eighteenth century, the that need not hide its head. Of the lady poets, Joanna Baillie spring of English poetry yielded but a scanty supply. A respect and Mrs. Hemans may be taken as the representatives. ably filled list might be produced, of names, all of which were more
But now Byron is dead, and Scott is dead, and Coleridge is or less celebrated. But some of the best poets of that period dead; grey hairs, like a crown of glory, encircle the head of the Frote very little ; and there were others who, if they put forth old man of the monntains ; Southey has made his literary will, and their claims in the present day, would either be assigned a low is acting as his own executor- the sons of Anak are departing from place on the roll, or be excluded altogether ; such as Dyer with the earth, and soon there will be scarcely one left of the remnant his " Fleece," to whom, notwithstanding, Wordsworth has in. of the giants. We are fallen on evil times! cry the palled critics seribed a complimentary sonnet; and Grainger, with his “Sugar
-"the star of the engineer must be on the decline, before that of Cane.” From the days of Pope and his minor contemporaries, to the poet can culminate again.” Doleful indeed it would be if the those of Goldsmith, Cowper, and Burns, the most conspicuous literary world remained as it once was, when critics and readers names are, Thomson, a genuine bard ; tasteful and fastidious moved together like a united phalanx, and when the casual readers Gray; elegant Shenstone ; fiery Collins ;
were regarded as a mixed multitude that followed the camp, of "Ill-fated Savage, at whose birth was given
whom little heed was taken. Now, inclosing the old literary No parent but the Muse, no friend but Hearen;"
world, there is an outer circle increasing daily in depth and breadth, coarse, clever Churchill ; Chatterton, “the sleepless soul that a vast accession to the ranks of readers, to whom Wordsworth, perished in his pride ;" Mark Akenside, the author of the “ Plea- and Scott, and Southey, and Coleridge, and all the host of them, sures of Imagination ;' Young, of the “Night Thoughts ;" with are almost as new as when their productions first appeared. In poet-critics, and collectors, one or two of whom displayed true fact, the master-minds of English literature, from Chaucer and feeling and taste ; Bishop Percy, and Warton, to whom we may Shakspeare, down to Scott and Wordsworth, are “renewing their add Dr. Johnson. Hannah More and Mrs. Barbauld belong, like youth ; " and living again in the hearts of the British people, and Crabbe, to the past century and the present.
wherever the English tongue is spoken. We can therefore afford The French revolution seemed like the breaking up of the foun- to rest awhile, even though no great man should speedily appear tains of the great deep. High over the flood floated the ark of among us—for we have ample store of immortal thought, whereimagination ; and when the waters abated, a host came forth, who, withal to feed and fill the public mind for a generation yet to come. like the sons of Noah, parcelled out the earth amongst them.
If we use the word “popularity” in an extended sense, not as Wordsworth chose for his domain the Human Heart; Southey implying merely great sale of productions and great praise of went hither and thither, now in Spain, now in South America, or
critics, but as signifying one whose character and genius have in the Arabian Desert, or deep in “Domdaniel caverns ;” Cole. provoked great discussion, and whose name has been much in ridge, with his “Ancient Mariner," soared into a new region; the public mouth, then Wordsworth has been as popular as any of Rogers and Byron selected classic ground; Scott, attended by the his most celebrated contemporaries. It was all but a moral " Ettrick Shepherd,” made his native hills, and lakes, and border and physical impossibility that he should have made as much
He was in advance of his time; land, to ring with the echo of the bugle blast, and the clash of noise as Byron or Scott. arms ; Campbell fled across the Atlantic, and by the banks of the and that time was a period of tremendous conflict. When the
thunder of the cannon deciding the fate of nations was almost Susquehanna painted “the stoic of the woods, a man without a
heard in our island, could we be expected to pay attention to-or tear ;” and Moore hovered over
at least to understand—a man who lay down in the grass and "That delightful province of the sun,
listened to the "wandering voice” of the cuckoo, who sympathised The first of Persian lands he shines upon,"
with the ecstatic delight of an idiot boy, or drew a profound which he has lit up with the glories of " Lalla Rookh." Then thought from the braying of an ass? Campbell struck the true chord, came a troop of children and disciples worthy of their sires and when he summoned “the spirits of our fathers " from the deep, masters. Deep-sounding and mysterious Shelley; graceful, though and “ far flashed the red artillery ;'' Scott touched a responsive feeble Keats ; James Montgomery, who, whether he leads us to strain when he sang of Marmion and the fatal fight of Flodden; the “World before the Flood," to the “Pelican Island," to the Byron found an audiencc when he poured out his burning tropics, or to Greenland, has displayed no mean genius in a won thoughts, for his heart was a volcano, and the sound of it was like derful age; his brother and fellow minister, Bernard Barton : the echo of a battle-field. And in like manner, other poets of the Wilson, and Bowles, and Milman, and Croly; Pringle, who roused day, who appealed to whatever most strongly occupied or agitated the lion in his lair, and shouted “ Afar in the Desert ; ” Hood, classes of men, were honoured and applauded in proportion to whose laughter has made us forget that he can move to tears; their success in touching the prevalent feeling. But Wordsworth Leigh Hunt, who, if he had lived in another age, might have been speaks to the inner man; he is the great QUIETIST of poetry: he hailed as a star of more than ordinary magnitude ; with Tennant, rouses no turbulent or unholy emotions ; he does not make the who sang of “ Anster Fair and Bonnie Maggy Lauder ;” Bloom- feelings of his hearers oscillate between vice and madness; under field and Kirke White, Cunningham and Kennedy, Atherstone and his touch the meanest weed that grows becomes a portion of the
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universe ; he is the high-priest of HOME, blessing alike our basket wiping of shoes, or the evisceration of chickens,—which may not and our store. He tells us himself,
be introduced into poetry, if this is tolerated." The story was “ The moving accident is not my trade,
afterwards retouched and altered ; a “ turtle-shell" was sub. To freeze the blood I have no ready arts;
stituted for the “ Household Tub ;” a roundabout explanation is 'Tis my delight alone in suminer shade
given of how the large shell came to the neighbourhood ; the blind To pipe a simple song to thinking hearts."
boy is represented to have heard a story we can scarcely suppose Yet he, too, can write an inspiring strain ; some of his sonnets are him to have heard ; this story "flashed upon his mind,” he steals amongst the noblest things in the language; and when he tells a
the shell from the house of a neighbour, and sets sail in it. Thus legend of war and of the olden time, he converts it into a strain of a very simple and interesting “ tale of a tub” was turned into a purest chivalry—moving, like his own “White Doe of Rylstone," mere conceit. most gracefully amongst the ruins of the past.
Measuring the poets of our time by that trying test, the depth Wordsworth, we have said, has been as popular as any of his and the duration of their influence over the minds and hearts of contemporaries. He was in advance of his time, and could not men, Wordsworth stands out the greatest of them all. Others but expect to be misunderstood, and, being misunderstood, to be have written more immediately for the present; and in the premisrepresented. Yet the power of his genius has kept him ever sent have some of them found an exceeding great reward. HO before the public, in spite of misunderstandings and misrepresen- has written for the future ; and in the future must his treasure lie. tations. The many, indeed, stood back, and asked what the For poetry is the shadow of man, and moves with him as he moves. man was muttering; and some, who said they understood his The roving barbarian and the venturesome" sea-king," were fired language, expounded it to the multitude, and pronounced it by a tale of slaughter and of blood ; the bard threw the sunshine gibberish. But there were a few who knew that Wordsworth’s of his genius over murder, rapine, and suffering, and cruelty and meaning lay in the echo of his words; and even in that time of vulgarity became radiant as with glory. Half-civilised nations noise and strife they waited in silence till they heard it. That delight in seeing the past held up to them through the haze of number is increasing; and if it be a fact that a considerable bulk imagination ; and those who are still farther advanced, whose of readers are now enjoying Wordsworth's poetry, it is a sure
blood flows sluggishly in the tame routine of city life, and under proof of our social progress. It shows that the poetry of the bugle the orderly rules of civilisation, like to have their quiescence and the drum does not occupy our attention to the exclusion of the stirred by tumultuous emotions. But a still farther advance is music of nature; that our social and household affections are
made, when we come to such poetry as that of Wordsworthbecoming more quick and powerful ; and that more largely than poetry which sanctifies the commonest actions of the commonest ever we sympathise with the common joys, and wants, and woes of life-which gives us a vivid interest in our own humanity-makes humanity. We do not doubt but that this is, to a considerable the hum of the bee, the prattle of a child, laughter and tears, even extent, the case ; and Wordsworth’s fame may, therefore, be likened the very stupidities of ignorance, full of a holy and divine wisdomto the evening star, rising with an ethereal lustre as his day of linking the visible and invisible worlds, and revealing to man human life is descending into the darkness of the grave.
glimpses of his marvellous destiny. All poetry dues this in a Wordsworth, though avoredly looking forward to a better time, degree; the noblest poets have set this, more or less, before them, and professedly content to be a present martyr, has yet shown
as the great aim of their high calling. But Wordsworth has set himself a poet and a man, by the manner in which he has felt the himself to it as the exclusive business of his life, and pursued his ridicule heaped upon him. Thus, on the publication of Peter object with a lofty spirit and an untiring faith ; and whatever Bell—a story presenting, as other portions of Wordsworth's difference there may be respecting his diction, or his style, or his poetry does, many points for stupid ridicule, but which is full of invention, (mere verbal criticism !) none who have read what he a homely, eloquent wisdom-there followed a shout of derision
has written will doubt that he has built for himself an enduring and, in imitation of Milton, he writes a sonnet,“ on the detraction monument in the noblest faculties and feelings of the HUMAN which followed a certain poem,” in which—though far indeed from displaying anything of the mingled spite, hatred, and wrath Wordsworth has scarcely anything of what is called dramatic of Byron,-he yet shows how he was touched. “ Some," he
power. He cannot construct an intricate plot, nor make his says,
characters breathe and think aloud in our presence, through all * Waxed wrotlı, and with foul claws, a harpy brood,
the mazes of love, joy, hope, jealousy, hatred, wrath, and despair. On bard and hero clamorously fell. Heed not, wild rover once through heath and glen,
He has but little versatility; his human beings have no great Who mad'st at length the better life thy choice,
variety, and we can frequently trace the same individual called lleed not such onset ! nay, if praise of men
upon to perform service in different parts. Though an exquisite To thee appear not an unmeaning voice,
painter, his lights and shadows are oftentimes too delicate for the Lift up that grey-haired forehead, and rejoice
great body of readers. At his command, the heath does not In the just tribute of thy poet's pen!"
bristle up armed men, as if it had been sown with dragons' teeth. An instance of his yielding to the power of ridicule may be He can lift a banner, and stir" the towers of St. Cuthbert " with given. He heard an incident respecting a blind boy, who, on the the shout of a warlike multitude : yet his voice is not for war, banks of Loch Leven, had ventured out on the water in a very but peace :frail boat, and was brought back by a pursuing crew of fishermen,
“ Armour rusting in his halls after much anxiety on the part of his mother and neighbours. This he turns into a tale—“ The Blind Highland Boy.” The
"Quell the Scot l'exclaims the lance ;
Bear me to the heart of France !' “ Edinburgh Review” screeched with laughter at the mention of
Is the longing of the shield: the boat,
Tell thy name, thou trembling field!
Field of death, where'er thou be,
Groan thou with our victory! “ This,” the Review exclaimed, “it will be admitted, is carrying
Happy day and mighty hour, the matter as far as it will go; nor is there anything— down to the
When our Shepherd, in his power,
On the blood of Clifford calls:
Mailed and horsed, with lance and sword,
who meets by appointment a grey-haired Wanderer ; one who To his ancestors restored,
in his youth had been a pedler, travelling over bill and dale, and Like a re-appearing star,
by the sale of his merchandise had acquired a sufficiency in his Like a glory from afar, First shall head the Flock of War!
old age, to enable him to wander for his pleasure as he had dono
for his profit. The Wanderer is the opposite of "Peter Bell.” Alas! the fervent Harper did not know That for a tranquil soul the lay was framed,
That notable rover had wandered over the country with a sluggish Who, long compelled in humble walks to go,
heart, and stupid head. Was softened into feeling, soothed, and lamed.
"Nature ne'er could find the way
Into the heart of Peter Bell.
In vain, through every changeful year,
Did Nature lead him as before ;
A primrose by a river's brim,
A yellow primrose was to him,
And it was nothing more.'
But the Wanderer had ranged the earth with an observant eye ;
he was a self-taught philosopher; one of Glad were the vales, and every cottage hearth;
" the poets that are sown
By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts,
The vision and the faculty divine,
Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse."
In him was the “ child father of the man :" for in his youth poets, communes with heaven, but he does not call upon the sons
he had been a herd on Scottish bills, where he received tho of God to come down, and behold the daughters of men, that they are fair. All nature is to him a living thing, and the elements impressions that shaped his future life :
" on the tops have tongues ; but he does not people “ the heaven around, the
of the high mountains he belield the sun earth below," with
Rise up, and bathe the world in light ! He look'd
Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth
And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay
In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touch'd,
And in their silent faces did he read to him the bush burns with fire, yet is it not consumed ; a voice
Unutterable love. Sound needed none, is ever ringing in his ears : “Put off thy shoes from off thy feet,
Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank for the place on which thou standest is holy ground."
The spectacle ; sensation, soul, and form The tender simplicity, and the charming grace, which charac
All melted into him ; they swallowed up terise Wordsworth's mind, are exhibited chiefly in his minor
His animal being; in them did he live, poems. But the large poem of the “Excursion” is his standard
And by them did lie live; they were his life.
In such access of mind, in such high hour production, in the preface to which he thus tells what has been
of visitation from the living God, the great object of his poetic life, and in which, though far from
Thought was not; in enjoyment it expired. accomplishing his lofty purposes, he has succeeded more than any
No thanks he breathed, he proffered no request; other :
Rapt into still communion that transcenus “ On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life
The imperfect offices of prayer and praise,
His mind was a thanksgiving to the Power
That made him; it was blessedness and love !"
The author meets this worthy man in a grove which was
tenanted by a deserted and ruined cottageAnd dear remembrances, whose presence soothes
" four naked walls
That stared upon each other!”
Out of the ruins of this cottage is constructed a most exquisite
and affecting story. It had been inbabited by a happy couple. Or from the soul-an impulse to hersell,
The husband, a quiet, humble man, who divided his time between I would give utterance in pumerous verse. of Truth, of Graudeur, Beauty, Love and Hope,
his loom, and his little garden; the wife, whom the poet calls And melancholy Fear subdued by Faith ;
“ was a woman of a steady mind,
Tender and deep in her excess of love,
Not speaking much, pleased rather with the joy
Of her own thoughts."
The “famine seasons" of forty years ago struck down the
comforts of the family, and the weaver was "smitten with perilous or that intelligence which gorerns allI sing - ft audience let me find, though few!
fever.” When he recovered, he found himself so far back in the The “ Excursion" was published as a portion of : larger poem Life became a purposeless thing
world as apparently not to be able to be the man he once was. planned by Wordsworth, called the “Recluse.” The “Excur. sion" contains only four acting characters, three of them the
“One while he would speak lightly of his babes,
And with a cruel tongue : at other times counterparts of each other : its great deficiency of dramatic
He tossed them with a false, unnatural joy: interest will probably ever prevent the poem from being generally
And 'twas a rueful thing to see the looks read continuously. One of the characters is the author himself,
or the poor innocent children."
The man deserts his family, and goes off as a soldier. The The three companions descend from the mountains; and they affliction crushed, but did not extinguish, Margaret. Year after gain the company of a mountain Pastor, who takes up the argu. year, the Wanderer passed, and marked the gradual change creep- ment against the Solitary on new ground. Standing in “ the ing over the person and cottage of the poor woman—the picture churchyard among the mountains," the history of a secluded and of slow wasting decay, and of the workings of a consuming grief, rural population is read; and out of such scanty materials, a is painfully true to nature. At first, her house merely showed variety of sketches are given, exhibiting "the universal forms of “ a sleepy hand of negligence"
human nature." "Her infant babe
“ I lore to hear that eloquent old man
Pour forth his meditations, and descant
On human life, from infancy to age.
How pure his spirit ! in what vivid hues
His mind gives back the various hues of things, Margaret, left alone, clung to her decaying habitation :
Caught in their fairest, happiest attitude !
While he is speaking, I have power to see
Even as he sees ; but when his voice hath ceased, and after some weary years were spent, she died—“ last human
Then, with a sigh, I sometimes feel, as now, tenant of these ruined walls." Poor Margaret ! one weeps over
That combinations so serene and bright,
Like those reflected in yon quiet pool, her, as if she had been a dear and familiar friend.
Cannot be lasting in a world like ours, The Wanderer and the author now start off on a visit to the
To great and small disturbances exposed." Solitary, a strange man. He had been a military chaplain ; had
The “ Excursion” is concluded by a visit to the Parsonage, married an affectionate woman, “ not sparingly endowed with and an evening visit to the lake ; with disquisitions on the past worldly wealth ; " had lived happy with her in retirement for
state and future prospects of England, and an eloquent appeal to some years ; when suddenly death entered his household, and the State on behalf of the education of the people. carried off his two children and their mother. From the apathy of grief he was roused by a great event :
The triumphs of chemistry are continually disclosing new
wonders in the structure of the vast universe, and as each fresh He became an enthusiast in the cause of civil and religious obtained—we behold the works of the Creator with increasing
step is made in the path of knowledge—as another fact is liberty :
admiration. " That righteous cause of freedom did, we know,
As the veil is lifted higher from the system of Combine, for one hostility, as friends,
nature, we regard with greater reverence the Infinite Wisdom Ethereal natures and the worst of slaves ;
which planned that wonderful fabric. Was served by rival advocates that came
We wish to draw the attention of our readers to a discovery From regions opposite as heaven and hell.
recently made by M. Daguerre, the well-known artist of the One courage seemed to animate them all: And, from the dazzling conquests daily gained
Diorama. His attention bas naturally been much directed to By their united efforts, there arose
the nature and effects of light, and the course of his experiments A proud and most presumpluous confidence
has revealed to him an agent by which the reflections of a camera In the transcendent wisdom of the age,
obscura niay be fixed; by means of which Nature becomes her Aud its discernment."
own delineator. The operation is extremely simple : the reflecThe Solitary, disappointed in bis great expectations, was upset | tion is thrown on a sheet of copper, properly prepared, and in a by the recoil; he lost the balance of his moral character ; became few minutes, from eight to ten, according to the intensity of the a bad man and a sneering sceptic. After various wanderings, he light, a perfect representation of the objects reflected is obtained. fixed his home amongst the hills, and lived in a misanthropic The appearance somewhat resembles a drawing in bistre or sepia, seclusion.
but when it is examined with a magnifying-glass, the observer is The visit to the Solitary introduces some noble descriptions of astonished at beholding every minute fold in the garments of the mountain scenery, interposed throughout the long debate between figures displayed with the utmost accuracy; the stones in the the War derer's warm-hearted faith and the cold scepticism street may be counted; the moisture left on the pavement by the of the Solitary-a scepticism engrafted on a nature originally kind rain, the signs on the shops, can be distinguished. and genial. The Wanderer has great hope in the progress of This astonishing invention is, however, attended with some
inconveniences; the colours are not uniformly affected; green “ I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract
tints are not fixed with the same rapidity as red, and the conseOf inland ground, applying to his ear
quence is, that when these tints occur together, it is impossible to The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell;
procure a perfect representation; the parts of the picture will not Towhich, in silence hushed, his verysoul
possess an equal intensity of light and shade, and the design will Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon
consequently be deficient in the harmony of nature. Another Brightened with joy; for murmurings from within Were heard-sonorous cadences ! whereby
imperfection is the difficulty of representing objects in motion ; To his belief, the Monitor expressed
as, for instance, trees agitated by the wind. A number of impres. Mysterious union with its native sea.
sions of moving objects will be begun, but none can be completed Eren such a shell the Universe ilself
in the time sufficient to fix stationary ones.
In one of the views Is to the ear of faith ; and there are times,
taken by the Daguerotype, representing part of the Boulevards, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart
a coach on the stand was included, but one of the horses happenAuthentic tidings of invisible things; of ebb and flow, and ever-during power ;)
ing to move during the operation, the animal appears without his And central peace, subsisting at the heart
head. M. Daguerre has succeeded in obtaining an image of the of endless agitation,"
moon, but it appears with a train of light somewhat similar to