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REVIEW:-Washington Irving's New The Lion's head.
Work; Tales of a Traveller.... 401 Julius's Note on Sappho.
FACETIÆ BIBLIOGRAPHICÆ, the
Old English Jesters, No. IX.
337 A WALK TO PAESTUM, Leucosia, BEAUTIES OF THE INUENDO.... 348 &c. Part II.
409 MACADAMIZATION : a Letter from On the Death of a Young Girl...... 416 Billy O'Rourke to the Editor.... 350
Montgomery's Mistress, modernized WALLADMOR: Sir W. Scott's from the Poems of Alexander MontGERMAN NOVEL....
417 ON DYING FOR LOVE....... 382 The late Major-Gen. Macquarie 417 IDEA OF A UNIVERSAL HISTORY
420 on a Cosmo-Political Plan. By
426 EMANUEL KANT...
Hymn to the Monad...
427 Memento Mori inscribed on a Tomb.
430 stone .
Sketch of Foreign Literature
393 REVIEW:- The Life and Remains
VIEW OF PUBLIC AFFAIRS, Agri
433 of the Rev. EDWARD DANIEL
culture, Commerce CLARKE, LLD....
393 Literary Intelligence, and List of Books RAISING THE DEAD.--The Mighty
441-443 Miracle, or the Wonder of Wonders Ecclesiastical Preferments
443 at Windmill Hill...
398 Births, Marriages, and Deaths. ..443, 444
PRINTED FOR TAYLOR AND HESSEY.
THE LION'S HEAD.
Note from Julius Cæsar Junior to the Lion. Dear Leo.-One word through thy magnanimous mouth to the “gallant SURREY.” I have the highest respect possible for all those venerable old gentlemen, Aristotle, Longinus, &c. and believe implicitly every dogma they deliver,--as far as it agrees with my own opinions. I know very well that the latter of these worthy ancients asserts Sappho's famous Ode to be a true touch of the car'etoxqv; but I wish (with all modesty) to add, that I neither allow the truth of his assertion, nor the cogency of the argument brought to prove it. I take the Ode as I find it, friend Leo, and (without looking through Longinus's spectacles) confess myself unable to see anything whatever imaginative kategoxnv about it. If Surrey either does, or with Longinus's assistance thinks he does, I can only wish him all joy of the discovery. To me it appears the offspring of intense feeling alone, unprompted by anything which can be decently called “ towering genius.” Chacun à son goût, however; this is not the place to determine the question; nor is the determination of it at all necessary to the matter at issue, which is this -whether men or women generally speaking have most imagination. Surrey appears to give up this point by saying that he only contended for the existence of some works of masculine genius by women. This is enough for me.
Thine, O Leo!
Julius Cæsar, Junior.
Answer to Surrey's query—“How can things be created by intense feeling apart from imaginative faculty ?"-Answer. By no means at all that I know of;--but this does not make the creating imagination necessarily imagination kar'etoxnv. The Greek is the rub.
J. C. J.
What is your printer about ? base myrtle? base is myrtle : nuda, simpler, single.
R. F.'s Stanzas to Betsy are not quite good enough for publication, though we can easily believe that at a winter tea-table they have been considered as “ ingenious.” Poetry made by a gentleman in his tea-cups cannot bear transplanting from that ornamental hot-house of the Muses,-the Album,—to the exposed garden, where only " hardy annuals” flourish.
The Fête of St. Cloud, though not unamusing, would not suit our pages. French subjects, as all Editors and Kings can testify, are lively and dangerous. They are very irregular, or very poor.
The fragment of C. F. F. W. is double proof sentiment indeed ;-and we much wish he could let our readers have a taste of it. It is truly of the right sort” for those who dram in Leadenhall-street.
R. should recollect, that the Odes of Anacreon have been translated and paraphrased from the very days of that jolly old Greek Bibber to the present moment weekly, daily, hourly! Mr. Moore has done them into remarkably elegant Irish. And several recent clergymen and others have prosed over the grape in tedious and orderly raptures. The specimens sent us by R. are extremely spirited and proper. But he who would give Anacreon throughout, will, as Horace Walpole said happily of Sir Charles Hanbury Williams, “ be but in flower for an ode or two."
We must decline “the Jacobites."-The tale is neither carefully written nor cunningly conceived. Perhaps the writer might be more fortunate in some other subject.
H. A. who writes that he is ignorant " whether the London MAGAZINE makes any allowance for Poetry,” is informed that it makes great allowances for it on several occasions. If the specimens sent by H. A. are in his best and most inspired manner, we are sorry to say that we can make no allowance for them—and they must therefore be put back on his hands. We understand him to say, that the goods are sent us upon sale or return.
The lines on the “ Logos,” are not of sufficient interest to warrant their being dressed in print. The specimen of a History of the Old Actors is also not very promising.
We shall have great pleasure in receiving from our Correspondent S. his promised Remarks on the Pythagorean Philosophy.
Several other contributors will be pleased to translate our silence in the way most pleasant to themselves.
REPLY TO BLACKWOOD.
The last Number of Blackwood's Magazine contains the following paragraphs respecting a cancelled leaf of the London.
“ In the London Magazine for February, 1823, it may perhaps be remembered by some few people, there was a review of Peveril of the Peak, marked by an insulting spirit, The Author of Waverley was compared to Cobbett, &c. All this is perhaps fair enough, and not more absurd than what is given us by the idiots of the New Monthly, who find evidences of a conspiracy against the liberties of the country in the Scotch Novels; but we distinctly recollect feeling a slight sensation of disgust on reading it. We did not at the time know, what has since come to our knowledge, that it had contained a passage of consummate blackguardism. Between the first and second paragraphs as they now stand, another was originally printed, and, good reader, here it is.[Observe that the Vermin had attributed the Scotch Novels already by name to Sir Walter Scott-an assertion which he repeats immediately after.]
“ • There were two things that we used to admire of old in this author, and that we have had occasion to admire anew in the present instance,-the extreme life of mind or naturalness displayed in the descriptions, and the magnanimity and freedom from bigotry and prejudice shewn in the drawing of the characters. This last quality is the more remarkable, as the reputed author is accused of being a thorough-paced partisan in his own person,-intolerant, mercenary, mean; a professed toad-eater, a sturdy hack, a pitiful retailer or suborner of infamous slanders, a literary Jack Ketch, who would greedily sacrifice any one of another way of thinking as a victim to prejudice and power, and yet would do it by other hands, rather than appear in it himself. Can this be all true of the author of Waverley ; and does he deal out such fine and heaped justice to all sects and parties in times past? Perhaps (if so) one of these extremes accounts for the other; and, as " he knows all qualities with a learned spirit,' probably he may be aware of this practical defect in himself, and be determined to shew to posterity, that when his own interest was not concerned, he was as free from that nauseous aud pettifogging bigotry, as a mere matter of speculation, as any man could be. As a novel-writer, he gives the devil his due, and he gives no more to a saint. He treats human nature scurvily, yet handsomely; that is, much as it deserves ; and, if it is the same person who is the author of the Scotch Novels, and who has a secret moving hand in certain Scotch Newspapers and Magazines, we may fairly characterize him as
· The wisest, meanest of mankind.' " " Among other characters in the work before us, is that of Ned Christian, a coldblooded hypocrite, pander, and intriguer ; yet a man of prodigious talent,--of great ver. satility, of unalterable self-possession and good-humour, and with a power to personate agreeably, and to the life, any character he pleased. Might not such a man have written the Scotch Novels ? '
*[Sic in the first copies of the London Magazine for February 1823, p. 205-206. In the copies, as now published, it does not appear, and the space it occupied in the page is supplied by a pisec of balaam, being an anecdote of Dr. Franklin.]