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is carefully snpplied by yourself, in your who has adorned it with nobler studies ?" own handwriting, Mr. Landor. On the -and what does Porson answer? “I besame page, only five lines below this cor- lieve so ; I have always heard it; and rection, is the indentical passage that you those who attack him with uirulence or with would now transfer from Porson to Southey. | levity are men of no morality and no reflecWhy did you not affix Porson's name io tion."* Thus you print. Wordsworth's the passage then, when you were so vigi. praise in rubric, and fix it on the walls, lantly perfecting the very page? Why and then knock your head against them. does no such correction appear even in the You must have a hard skull, Mr. Landor. printed list of errata ? Let us read the pas- L. Be civil, Mr. North, or I will brain sage.

“A current of rich and bright you. thoughts runs throughout the poem. Pin- N. Pooh, pooh, man! all your Welsh dar himself would not, on that subject, puddles, which you call pools, wouldn't have braced o' e into more nerve and fresh- hold my brains. To return to your prof. ness, nor Euripides have inspired into it fered article, there is one very ingenious more tenderness and passion."*

illustration in it. “Diamonds sparkle the L. Mr. North, I repeat that that sentence most brilliantly on heads stricken by the should have been printed as Southey's, not palsy." Porson's.

L. Yes; I flatter myself that I have there N. Yet it is quite consistent with a pre struck out a new and beautiful, though ceding sentence which you can by no in- somewhat melancholy thought. genuity of after-thought withdraw from N. New! My good man, it isn't yours; Porson; for the whole context forbids the you have purloined those diamonds. possibility of its transition. What does L. From whom ? Porson there testify of the Laodamia ? N. From the very poet you would disThat it is "a composition such as Sopho- parage-Wordsworth. cles might have exulted to own !"-and a part “Diamonds dart their brightest lustre of one of its stanzas might have been heard From the palsy-shaken head.” with shouts of rapture in the Elysium the Those lines have been in print above twenty poet describes.+ These expressions are

years. at least as fervid as those which


L. An untoward coincidence of idea be. reclaim from Porson, now that like a pet-tween us. tifogging practitioner, you want to retain

N. Both original, no doubt; only, as Puff him as counsel against the most illustrious

says in the Critic, one of you thougbt of it of Southey's friends—the individual of the first, that's all. But how busy would whom in this same dialogue you cause Sou- Wordsworth be, and how we should laugh they to ask, “What man ever existed who at him for his pains, if he were to set about spent a more retired, a more inoffensive, a reclaiming the thousands of ideas that have more virtuous life, than Wordsworth, or been pilfered from him, and have been made * Vol. i. p. 52.

the staple of volumes of poems, sermons, and + Vol. i. p. 51. Few persons will think that Mr. philosophical treatises without end! He Landor's drill, which is obvious enough, could be makes no stir about such larcenies. And favored if these passages could be all shufilled over what a coil have you made about that eter10 Mr. Southey. It would be unwise and inconsis: nal sea-shell, which you say he stole from Southey's judgment in poetry was inferior to Por- you, and which, we know, is the true and son's; for Southey has been so singular as to laud trivial cause of your hostility towards him! some of Mr. Landor's, and Mr. Landor has been so

L. Surely, I am an ill-used man, Mr. grateful as to proclaim Southey the sole critic of modern times who has shown "a delicate perception North. My poetry, if not worth five shilin poetry.” It is rash, too, in him to insinuate that lings, nor thanks, nor acknowledgment, was Southey's opinion could be influenced by his friend- yet worth borrowing and putting on. I, the ship; for he, the most amiable of men, was never author of Gebir, Mr. North—do you mark theless a friend of Mr. Landor also. But the only object of this argument is to show how mal-adroitly

me? Mr. Landor plays at thimblerig. He lets us see him N. Yes; the author of Gebir and Gebirus shift the pea. As for the praise and censure con- think of that, St. Crispin and St. Crisone concerned willingly makes him a present of pinus ! both. It is but returning bad money to Diogenes. Sing me the fates of Gebir, and the Nymph It is all Mr. Landor's; and, lest there should be any Who challenged Tamar to a wrestling-match, doubt about the matter, he has taken care to tell us And on the issue pledged her precious shell. that he has not inserted in his dialogues a single "Above her knees she drew the robe succinct, sentence written by, or recorded of, the persons who Above her breast, and just below her arms. are supposed to bold them.-See vol. i. p. 96, end of

• Vol. i. p. 40.


She, rushing at him, closed,” and floor'd him flat, superior to yours; which very likely, too, And carried off the prize, a bleating sheep; "The sheep she carried easy as a cloak,

suggested it; though that is by no means a And left the loser blubbering from his fall,

sure deduction, for the thought itself is as And for his vanish'd mutton. "Nymph divine! common as the sea-shell you describe, and, I cannot wait describing how she came;

in all probability, at least as old as the My glaoce first lighied on her nimble feet; Her feet resembled those long shells explored

Deluge. By him who, to befriend his steed's dim sight,

L. " It is but justice to add, that this pas. Would blow the pungent powder in his eye.” sage has been the most admired of any in Mr. Is that receipt for horse eye-powder to be Wordsworth's great poem."* found in White's Farriery, Mr. Landor? N. Hout, tout, man! The author of the

L. Perhaps not, Mr. North. Will you Excursion could afford to spare you a thoucease your fooling, and allow me to pro

sand finer passages, and he would seem ceed?'”I,” the author of Gebir, "never none the poorer. As to the imputed plalamented when I believed it lost.” The giarism, Wordsworth would have no doubt MS. was mislaid at my grandmother's, and have avowed it had he been conscious that lay undiscovered for four years.

“I saw it it was one, and that you could attach so neglected, and never complained. Southey much importance to the honor of having and Forster have since given it a place reminded him of a secret in conchology, whence men of lower stature are in vain on known to every old nurse in the country, tiptoe to take it down. It would have been as well as to every boy or girl that ever honester and more decorous if the writer of found a shell on the shore, or was tall certain verses had mentioned from what bar enough to reach one off a cottage-parlor he took his wine."t Now, keep your ears mantelpiece; but which he could apply to a open, Mr. North ; I will read my verses first, sublime and reverent purpose never dreamed and then Wordsworth's. Here they are. 1 of by them or you. It is in the application always carry a copy of them both in of the familiar image, that we recognise the

my pocket Listen!

master-hand of the poet.

He does not stop N. List, oh list! I am all attention, Mr. when he has described the toy, and the effect Landor.

of air within it. The lute in Hamlet's hands L. (reads)

is not more philosophically dealt with." But I have sinuous shells, of pearly hue

There is a pearl within Wordsworth's shell Within, and they that lustre have imbibed which is not to be found in yours, Mr. LanIn the sun's palace-porch, where, when unyoked, dor. He goes on :His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave.

"Even such a shell the universe itself Shake one, and it awakens-then apply

Is to the ear of Faith; and there are times, Its polish'd lip to your altentive ear,

I doubt not, when to you il doth impart And it remembers its august abodes,

Authentic ridings of invisible things~ And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there."

Ot ebb and flow, and ever-during power, These are lines for you, sir! They are And central peace subsisting at ihe heart

Of endless agitation." mine. What do you think of them ?

N. I think very well of them; they re. These are the lines of a poet, who not only mind one of Coleridge's "Eolian Harp.” stoops to pick up a shell now and then, as They are very pretty lines, Mr. Landor.' i he saunters along the sea-shore, but who is have written some worse myself.

accustomed to climb to the promontory L. So has Wordsworth. Attend to the above, and to look upon the ocean of things echo in the Excursion :

“From those imaginative heights that yield "I have seen

Far-stretching views into eternily.” A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract

Do not look so fierce again, Mr. Landor. Of inland ground, applying to his ear

You who are so censorious of self-complaThe convolutions of a smooth-lipp'd shell, To which, in silence hush'd, his very soul cency in others, and indeed of all other Listen’d intensely, and his countenance soon people's faults, real or imagined, should en. Brighten'd with joy; for, murmuring from within, dure to have your vanity rebuked. Were heard sonorous cadences, whereby, To his belief, the monitor express'd

L. I have no vanity. I am too proud to Mysterious union with its naiive sea.”

be vain.

N. Proud of what ? N. There is certainly much resemblance between the two passages; and, so far as sion of a Scotchman, Mr. North-proud o

L. Of something beyond the comprehenyou have recited Wordsworth's, his is not

my genius. The lines within inverted commas are Mr. Lan

N. Are you so very great a genius, Mr dor's, without alteration.

Landor? + Mr. Landor's printed complaint, verbatim, from his “Satire on Satirists."

• From Mr. Landor, verbatim.

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'L. I am. Almighty Homer is twice far of Wordsworth, I will allow you to prove above Troy and her towers, Olympus and Ju. yourself towards him a more formidable piter. First, when Priam bends before Achil. critic than Wakley, and a candidate for imles, and a second time, when the shade of mortality with Lauder. Do you rue ? Agamemnon speaks among the dead. That L. Not at all. I have past the Rubicon. awful spectre, called up by genius in after- N. Is that a pun? It is worthy of Plato. time, shook the Athenian stage. That scene Mr. Landor, you have been a friend of was ever before me : father and daughter were Wordsworth. But, as he saysever in my sight; I felt their looks, their

"What is friendship? Do not trust her, words, and again gave them form and utter- Nor the vows which she has made; ance; and, with proud humility, I say it- Diamonds dart their brightest lustre

From the palsy-shaken head."
I am tragedian in this scene alone.
Slation the Greek and Brilon side by side, L. I have never professed friendship for
And if derision be deserved-deride.

Surely there can be no fairer method of over. N. You have professed something more,
turning an offensive reputation, from which then. Let me read a short poem to you, or
the scaffolding is not yet taken down, than by at least a portion of it. It is an “Ode to
placing against it the best passages, and most Wordsworth.”
nearly parallel, in the subject, from Æschylus

“O, WORDSWORTU! and Sophocles. To this labor the whole body

That other men should work for me of the Scotch critics and poets are invited, and, In the rich mines of poesy, moreover, to add the ornaments of transla: Pleases me better than the toil tion.*

Of smoothing, under harden'd hand,

Wiih attic emery and oil, N. So you are not only a match for Æs

The shining point for wisdom's wand, chylus and Sophocles, but on a par with Like those thou lemperest 'mid the rills “almighty Homer when he is far above Descending from thy native hills.

He who would build his fame up high, Olympus and Jove." Oh! ho! ho! As

The rule and plummet must apply, you have long since recorded that modest

Nor say I'll do what I have plann'd, opinion of yourself in print, and not been Before he iry if loam or sand lodged in Bedlam for it, I will not now take

Be still remaining in the place

Delved for each polish'd pillar's base. upon myself to send for a straight waist

With skilful eye and fit device coat.

Thou raisest erery edifice : L. Is this the treatment I receive from Whether in shelter'd vale it stand, the Editor of Blackwood's Magazine, in re

Or overlook the Dardan strand,

Amid those cypresses that mourn turn for my condescension in offering him Laodamia's love forlorn." my assistance? Give me back my manuscript, sir. I was indeed a fool to come

Four of the brightest intellects that ever hither. I see how it is. You Scotchmen adorned any age or country are then named, are all alike. We consider no part of God's and a fifth, who, though not equal to the creation so cringing, so insatiable, so un- least of them, is not unworthy of their comgrateful as the Scotch; nevertheless, we pany; and what follows ? see them hang together by the claws, like "I wish them every joy above bats; and they bite and scratch you to the

Thai highly blessed spirits prove,

Save one, and that too shall be theirs, bone if you attempt to put an Englishman But after many rolling years, in the midst of them.t But you shall an- WHEN 'MID THEIR LIGHT THY LIGAT APPEARS." swer for this usage, Mr. North: you shall Here are Chaucer, Shakspeare, Milton, suffer for it. These two fingers have more Spenser, Dryden too,* all in bliss above, power than all your malice, sir, even if you had the two houses of parliament to back yet not to be perfectly blest till the arrival

of Wordsworth among them! Who wrote you. A pen! You shall live for it.f

that, Mr. Landor? N. Fair and softly, Mr. Landor; I have

L. I did, Mr. North.
not rejected your article yet. I am going
to be generous. Notwithstanding all your published in Blackwood's Magazine. Good

N. Sir, I accept your article. It shall be

morning, sir.
consent to exhibit you to the world as a
contributor to Blackwood's Magazine ; and,

L. Good day, sir. Let me request your in the teeth of all your recorded admiration particular attention to the correction of the

press. (Landor retires.) * This strange rhapsody is verily Mr. Landor's. It is extracied from bis "Satire on Salirisis." • Whom Mr. L., who is the most capricious as

+ Imaginary Conversations, vol. iv. p. 283. well as the most arrogant of censors, sometimes # Ibid. vol. i. p. 126.

tak s into favor.



N. He is gone! Incomparable Savage! | REMINISCENCES OF MEN AND THINGS. I cannot more effectually retaliate upon him for all bis invectives against us than by ad

THE HISTORY AND MYSTERY OF ST. SIMONIANISM. mitting his gossiping trash into the Magazine. No part of the dialogue will be mis

From Fraser's Magazine. taken for Southey's; nor even for Porson's Those were brilliant but meteoric pasinspirations from the brandy-bottle. All the sages in the life of Saint Simonianism, when honor due to the author will be exclusively at Paris a gentleman, yclept“ Rodrigues," Mr. Walter Savage Landor's; and, as it is a philosopher, named “Enfantin,” and a certainly "not worth five shillings," no one dashing blood, rejoicing in the title of “Miwill think it "worth borrowing or puttingchel Chevalier," first resolved to take care

of ladies' properties, and to expend both capital and interest with great discretion, to establish equality of rights, as well as

equality of domains, and to send out misLINES.

sionaries well steeped with the best black Written upon seeing Mulrany's Picture of “First Love" in the coffee, and appropriate liqueurs, to found a Irish Exhibition of Paintings June, 1842.

new system of morals and virtue! The Paris From the Dublin University Magazine.

revolution of 1830 had left so much to be Ay.gaz e u pon her face, impassion'd boy, desired;" the Belgian repetition had so sig. In its sweet bashfulness and limid joy !

nally failed: the Polish disasters had added Tbine is a triul ful homage, free from art,

so much of misery to those who were beThe earnest worship of an unlaught heart !

fore enslaved ; and Spain had been so overNought throughout after-life thy sight shall bless

thrown even by the beginning of a war One Thousandih part so rich in loveliness, As that young peasant girl so simply fair,

which bade fair to occupy her for the next With her unsandaled feet and braided hair. ten years, that Rodrigues, Enfantin, and Boyhood will fleet away-the hour will come Chevalier, got weary of politics, and betook When for the haunts of'uen thou'lt leave thy home; them to religion. Not Christianity, and Yet oft will memory lurn so fondly still

not Judaism-not Mahometanism, and not To ihal companion dear and lonely hill.

Paganism exactly-but to St. Simonianism And years will pass, till dim as some sweet dream and polygamy. Don't be startled, ladiesThe vision of thy early days will seem;

don't be startled! You may read on. There's But never, never quile froin out thy heart Will the low echo of her voice depart.

nothing wrong intended. It is not an affair And thou may'st love again-ay, passionately,

of the heart-only of the pocket. A new And past expression dear ihy idol be;

sort of polygamy! Low frocks ?-Yes. But the First Love of Youth's a sacred thing, Blue sashes ?-Yes. Wives disgusted with A fragant flower which knows no second Spring! their husbands ?-Yes. Women wearied Thus mused I. as I gazed with spell-bound eyes,

with the trammels of matrimony, and reAnd bless'd the “ Art that can immorialize!" solved to rid themselves of them ?-Yes. ELIZABETH AUCHINLECK.

But still all platonic love. No kissing-110 squeezing of the hand-no gentle pressure,

no sighs, no tears—nothing but philosophy, The Prince of Wales' Household.—The public poetry, and Bordeaux, “ Coteleties a la min. will see with infinite satisfaction that the Prince of

ute, Champagne frappé, “an epigram of Wales is about to have a separate household. Some have imagined that a baby-house is alloded 10, but lamb with asparagus points,” and å "petit we have ascertained that such is not the case, and verre" of what you like-from Ro. the following may be relied on as being as accurate solio to Curaçoa, or from Kerschenwasser a list as it is possible to obtain of the projected estab- to the merry old Gold Water. Dear charmlishment:

ing creatures they were, too! Rather antiMaster of the Rocking Horse.

quated if you will; rather pedantic, of Comptroller of the Juvenile Vagaries Sugar Stick in Waiting.

course ; rather bothering after dinner with Captain of the (Tin) Guard.

their philosophy; and rather troublesome 'Black Rod in ordinary.

with their blue-stockingry. But what cared Master of the Trap Ordnance.

Rodrigues for this? And as to Père Enfan-
Clerk of the Pea Shooter.
Assistani Battledore.

tin and Michel Chevalier, they chuckled like Lord Privy huttlecock.

jolly old monks over Chambertin and Clos Quartermaster-General of the Oranges. Vougeot, and the only prayer they uttered It is not yet decided by whom these offices are 10 was, “Send us more wives !” be filled, but there is no doubt His Royal Highness As I am fearful this introductory matter will manifest considerable discretion in making the appointments for the "separate household” which may be more amusing than instructive, unhas been so properly assigned to him.-Charivari Iless supplied with a passing explanation, I and

must here indulge myself and my readers The ladies—at least on state occasions, and with the pleasure and benefit of a paren. I was admitted to no others—wore white thesis. Be it known, then, that once upon robes as indications of their purity, very a time there lived a man of whom the world low bodies as proofs of their chastity, no might say, that the term saint when applied ornaments as demonstrations of their hav. to him, was the least appropriate ever being placed all in the common treasury, and stowed on any living or departed mortal, sat at the feet of the " Père” on the ground, and yet to this day he is called Saint Simon. or on very low ottomans, whilst he listened Now Mister Saint Simon, or St. Simon, to their artless tales of their former lives, Esq., for both are equally applicable and when, enthralled by the chains of matrimoappropriate, entertained peculiar notions as ny, they absurdly and impiously imagined to" communion of goods," or the truly feli- that they were fulfilling the high destinies citous arrangement of this world's property to which their degraded and noble sex had by way of partnership, so that he who had been destined by heaven, by nature, and by the advantage of possessing something St. Simon!! should share it with him, or her (as the case The first time I saw MICHEL CHEVALIER may be), who had the privilege of possess he was introduced to me as the author of a ing-nothing! Thus, if I had the missor- very spirited and lively pamphlet,“ On the tune of possessing £20,000 (I meant pence) best mode of tying a Cravat!" He was gny,

my brethren had the happiness of pos- smiling, jocular, light-eyed, light-haired, exsessing not quite a five-pound note, the sys- ceedingly well dressed, and just the sort of tem of Saint Simon was this,-that we man to be the greatest possible favorite at should put both sums into a hat, shake the a gipsey-party. At dinner he was sedulous, hat well, and spend it together. Now, as smart, and smirking. At dessert he was the success of all such plans for the amelio- philosophical, romantic, or profound. At ration of the condition of our species, must the piano he was admirable. But at coffee depend a great deal upon the persuasive -yes, at coffee, he was prodigions!! They powers of one party, and the.mesmerised, say (that is some Baptist biographer) that or submissive and docile powers of the the late great Robert Hall used to drink sleeping party, it follows, of course, that from sixteen to thirty-two cups of strong the best talker has the greatest chance of tea per evening. Very likely, though we success, and that those who can prove black should have preferred counting them to to be crimson, and small beer to be pale taking other people's arithmetic for grantbrandy, must decidedly come off the con.ed; but again we say, very likely. Still querors. Well, then, Rodrigues, Enfantin, what was Robert Hall and his thirty-two and Chevalier, were three very powerful cups of gunpowder or twankay to Michel men of this description of moral calibre, Chevalier and his pipkins of coffee ? Never and they resolved to carry into action the mind; the more he drank, the more he sung, principle of Saint Simon, that the commu- danced, played, laughed, and punned; and nion of goods” was the only real way of ter by the time he was at his sixty-fourth pipminating all the discord which existed in kin, he really beat Theodore Hook hollow. the world, and of making men, and women Ah! little did I think at that moment that too, virtuous and happy.

that very Michel would hereafter become one When this holy and patriotic determina of the regenerators of the world! I rememtion first entered the minds of the three ber I met him at the house of an English emancipators of their species in question, it gentleman in Paris, famed for good dinners is but fair to say that they were by no means and bad French, for excellent wines, and disagreeable and awkward companions. plenty of them, and for giving " frogs" to Few men could look better with a long blach Frenchmen as great rarities, -and beard, a bare throat, a Roman gown, and a truth, they were, for spite of the English broad girdle with the word “Père" inscribed mistake to the contrary, I never saw in my on it, than the Saint Enfantin. And when life any arrangement of frogs, either in surrounded by a troop of other men's wives, soups, or ragouts, pies, roasted, boiled, fried, who had left their husbands and their chil. or stewed, at the table of a French gentle. dren, with their own private fortunes in their man. However, so it was; delighted we met, pockets, to receive from his lips the instruc- and charmed we parted; he thinking me a tion, and listen to the dogmas of the depart. very good fellow, and I fully resolved aled Saint Simon, as recorded in his works, he ways to tie my cravat after his fashion. had the air of a mighty prophet, who had The next time I caught a glimpse of the descended from a land of heroes or of sages, small eyes of my former acquaintance Mi. to change society, or to subvert the world. chel-gracious heavens! he had become a

so, in

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