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Art. 27. Love Letters to my Wife; written in 1789.

Woodhouse. Vol. I.

Symonds, &c.

Crown 8vo. pp. 169.

By James 48. Boards.

Ridentur mala qui componunt carmina: verùm

Gaudent scribentes, et se venerantur.

Poets, indeed, are generally on such good terms with themselves, that, if their vanity be not gratified by praise, they are sure to attribute their disappointment to a want cither of taste or of good nature in the reader. Mr. Woodhouse," supremely blest in his Muse," may be disposed to call in question our judgment, when we pronounce that his Love Letters to his Wife, however affectionate they may be, and however unexceptionable in their tendency, are deficient in those requisites which distinguish and give a fascinating charm to the "To touch and re-touch," says genuine productions of the Muse. Cowper," is the secret of almost all good writing, especially in verse. Had Mr. W. ever learnt this art, he would have appeared with more credit before the public than he can now reasonably expect to obtain: for what critic, or even what man of ordinary taste in poetry, can admire such lines as these?

Dear Hannah ;

Tho' to thee 'tis nothing rare

That I pronounce I'm fond, and thou art fair-'
A letter to a wife! the subject Love!-
This must seem stranger still to folks above.
None suffers Nature, now in genuine way,
To grizzle aged head, alone, with grey.'
Despots, tho' cruel, deem it monstrous queer
Respectful duty should to dullness veer.'

But what has Wealth to boast? or high Degree?
Fame-Honour-Names-or Influence-more than We?"

Dear Hannah !

Now I'll prosecute my theme
Suspending Heav'n's impartial Bible-beam."

• What wretched traffic for immortal Souls!
While round and round each crazey carcase rolls,
Forc'd on by Fancy's ardent whip and spur,
While all the mental pow'rs bow down to Her';
Submitting tamely to her clamorous calls,
Till strength all flies, and down the body falls!'
When cloister'd up at home, they live incog-
Not studying Sinai's damning decalogue-'

All wish his laxest Law in fullest force,
To break the Wedding-bond, and then divorce—
Fond of the practice, feel their hearts rejoic'd,
And clap Man Moses, but hiss Master Christ!
Not, faithful Hannah! to my heart most dear!
The tie, like Ours', still tightening every year-

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A knot,

A knot, we wish, nor Time, nor Death to sever,
But beg it fix'd for ever and for ever!'

This is very loving and charming to "Dear Hannah :" but we suspect that the wicked reader will smile; if he does not, he has a "power of face" which we do not possess.

Art. 28. The Suicide: with other Poems. By the Rev. Charles
Wicksted Ethelston, M.A. Rector of Worthenbury. 8vo. 5s.
Boards. Cadell and Davies.

1803.

Juries, summoned by Coroners to decide in cases of self-murder, are generally prompted, by motives of tenderness, to ascribe the rash act to lunacy, or mental derangement. No doubt, instances frequently occur in which there can be no question of the equity of such verdicts but exceptions may and ought to be made to this general rule. Some suicides act with such deliberation, and appear to be influenced by such principles, that the violence which they commit on themselves must be attributed, not so much to deranged, as to perverted, reason. On this gnd only can arguments against the commission of this crime be expected to produce any good effect; for the supposition of its being the result of lunacy precludes all expostulation. Suicide has its advocates; and since their reasoning has, in certain cases, been avowed in justification of the deed, it is kind to present to men who are struggling with adversity, an antidote against the poison of these writers. Mr. Ethelston has recourse to his muse in arguing with the unfortunate against the crime of self-slaughter; and the poem, which occupies the foremost station in the volume before us, is said to have been occasioned by reading "The Sorrows of Werter;" a publication in which suicide is palliated and defended. To counteract the baneful effects of this popular work, the author endeavours to develope and expose the principles and practices in which criminal suicide originates.-As we cannot follow him through the several parts of his poem, we shall give one specimen by which the qualities of his muse, and his ability in repressing vice, may be fairly appreciated:

'I knew a man who, in a cursed hour,
The dicing depredators' club did join,
Clench'd the detested box, and cast the die
That plung'd him into beggary and death ;-
Plung'd him! nay, plung'd a lovely virtuous wife
And smiling babes in an abyss of woe;

Woe most heart-rending, which no words can tell;
Alas! he knew not those with whom he stak'd
The frequent rouleau and the glitt'ring gold:
Cool, meditating, subtle, artful, keen,

They mark'd him early as their destin'd prey;
They saw him fiery as the prancing steed,
High mettled, candid, open, gen'rous, kind;
With a quick relish for the flow of wit,
The brilliant sally warm'd by sparkling wine:
All this they mark'd it was their proper cue.
But did they quaff the bumper with him? No.

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Did they exhaust th' exhilarating toast,
And joke and hold their sides with the loud laugh?
Absurd. They had a more material game
To play, a more engaging tale to tell.
Cool as a solemn baron on the bench,
When in his soul appalling cap he speaks,
Before a list'ning court, the dreadful words
Which send a guilty felon to his grave;
They are unruffled by the circling glass;
The teeming bumper suits not dicers' schemes.
But lo! when mounting fumes have warm'd his blood,
And made him for their plan a well-strung dupe,
Then comes the dice box and the rattling die.
Oh! What a hellish scene! stake after stake
Is lost; while manors, tenements, and farms
Hundreds of acres, coppices, and lawns,

And woods and forests, barns, and stacks of grain;
Nay freehold, copyhold, leasehold all are gone;-
Except the venerable tow'ring pile

That shews its glitt'ring vane on yon proud hill,
The seat of a long line of ancestry,

Their country's boast: Some in the senate shone;
Some gain'd the laurel in the tented field.
And is this noble structure too condemn'd,
And all these lands, the statesman's proud reward,
The soldier's well earn'd palm of victory?
Hold, prodigal, thy hand; and spare, ah! spare
This sacred relic from the sharper's gripe!
The very portrait of thy grandsire frowns
In the old Gothic hall that vet'ran chief).
Oh, fatal cast! This last, last stake is gone:
This most antique, most honourable pile,
Has now another owner, from the scum
And refuse of a base plebeian herd.
And now the gamester tears his hair, and raves
And storms and foams like frantic maniac,
Blasphemes his God, and execrates himself.
The fumes of wine dispers'd, his tortur'd brain
Is left to bitter pangs and fell remorse.

He heaves a deep-felt groan; and lo! DESPAIR
Shews him the horrid instrument of death.
It is resolv'd. He to his closet hies
With hurried step and visage ghastly pale:
Secur'd from human eye by bolts and bais,
He in an instant lies a bleeding corse.

A sleepless wife and children hear the sound,
Start from their beds in wild amaze, and shriek
In phrenzied agony. The bolts are forc'd;

And lo! a father and a husband bath'd in gore.'

Blank verse requires a certain majesty of diction, and is debased by low and vulgar expressions. Mr. E. has not been sufficiently at

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tentive in guarding his Muse from this "Stygian pool." All full to stop a gap', and the first passage marked with italics in the extract, will justify our remark. He is also unnecessarily pleonastic; for when he has told us that manors, tenements, and farms, were lost,' he might have spared his Muse the trouble of adding that freehold, copyhold, and leasehold were gone.'

This is the ordeal of heroism,"

as a line of blank verse, cannot, by any management, be made to read with euphony.

The second poem in this collection is a tribute to the memory of the philanthropic Howard; whose hand is said to be a Bethesda to mankind. In other places, also, Mr. E. has recourse to the good old book for illustration. Thus, speaking of the contagion of the Yellow Fever, he has this aukward couplet and bad rhime,

The subtle and contaminated breeze

Swells the deep Golgotha, like Gideon's fleece ;'

and of the removal of the small-pox by the introduction of the Vaccine, he says,

6 Long had man trembl'd at his hateful name,

Till Moses wav'd his rod, and Jenner came.'

We do not perceive the propriety of detailing the melancholy story of Ivan in this poem. It is a strange jump from grief for the loss of a lovely wife, to horror at the murder of a young unfortunate Russian prince. If Ladies were Reviewers, they would excuse some defects in Mr. E. on account of the following couplet:

Oh woman, man's best treasure here below,
The cradle of his cares, the pillow of his woe.'

The Ode, which closes the volume, has already been mentioned in
our 41st
Vol. P. 443.

Art. 29. Nuga Poetica. By F. Sayers, M. D. 8vo. 2S. Cadell

and Davies.

Both humour and poetical talents are exhibited in these Nuga. The poem of Theseus and Ariadne has considerable merit; and the other pieces will be read with pleasure.

In the Jilted Lover,' page 31. whom is improperly made the nominative case to was.

Art. 30. Ad Edvardum Jenner, M. D. Carmen Alcaicum, Auctore
Chr. Anstey, Arm. 4to. 1S. Cadell and Davies.

On the model, and in imitation of the turn of expression in the odes
of Horace, Mr. Anstey has composed a very pleasing address to the
celebrated inventor, or at least the promulgator of the invention, of
Vaccine Inoculation. The merits of this practice are here cele-
brated, and its extensive benefits are sung by the prophetic muse.
Art. 31. A Translation of Anstey's Ode to Jenner: to which are added
two Tables, one shewing the Advantages of Vaccine Inoculation,

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the other containing Instructions for the Practice. By John Ring. 4to. Is. 6d. Murray.

A neat and well-written paraphrase rather than translation of the Latin ode. The thoughts are here dilated and expanded; and Mr. Ring enlarges, and sometimes improves, on the original, by his own additional reflections, and by the elegant turn which he gives to the sentiments of his author.

RELIGIOUS.

Man

Art. 32. Lucifer, Gog, and Bonaparte; and the Issue of the present
Contest between Great Britain and France, considered according to
Divine Revelation; with an Appeal to Reason, on the Errors of
Commentators. By L. Mayer. 8vo. 1s. 6d. Parsons.

We are informed in the introduction, that the intent of the publi gation before us is to excite men to hearken to the voice of Revelation and Reason; to trace the Corsican Tyrant in prophecy, through his different stages of power; to identify his person; to shew that his efforts in aspiring towards universal dominion are vain and delusive, and will finally terminate in the utter destruction of the Antichristian Powers and his usurped Empire; and that the British Nation, notwithstanding the secret plottings of its internal enemies, and the boasted threats of its inveterate foes, will be preserved as a place of refuge for the people of God, and rise amidst "the wreck of kingdoms and the crush of empires," with unrivalled splendour-the wonder and admiration of the world!'

That Napoleon was meant under the appellation of Apollyon in Rev. ix. was a former discovery, (who that attends to the similarity of sound in the two names can have any doubt of the fact!) and the additional light now thrown on dark prophecies is so very consolatory for the British nation, that it would be unpatriotic to attempt an appeal to reason against the ingenuity and riddle-solving facility of this

commentator.

An hieroglyphic describing the state of Great Britain and the Continent of Europe for 1804, calculated for the window of a print shop, is given as a frontispiece.

Moy.

Art. 33. An Address to the Society of Friends, commonly called Quakers,
on their excommunicating such of their Members as marry those
of other religious Professions. 8vo. 28. Rickman.
We have not seen the pamphlet to which this address is designed
as an answer;'and if the reasoning which it contains be not superior
to the argumentation before us, we can have no wish to see it. With
the discipline of the Quakers we are very imperfectly acquainted:
but we have been led to understand that its whole spirit points to the
formation of "a Society separated from the great mass of professing
Christians." In order to produce this effect, they are forced to
enact rigid ordinances, and to insist on practices which appear stiff
and revolting. Their language and dress are purposely designed
strongly to mark their profession, which is formed of materials in-
capable of assimilating with any other Christian Church. It was
necessary to allow to them the privilege of marriage, since they dis-

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