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get him

intense sympathy with the appeara Certainly he did not travel for faances of nature, which distinguished shion's sake, nor would he follow in him, were the fruits either of original the wake of the herd of voyagers. conformation, or a much earlier stage As much as he had been about the of his experience; but it was in Mediterranean, he had never visited Greece, the most beautiful and pics Vesuvius or Ætna, because all the turesque of countries, that he came world had; and when any of the to the full enjoyment of himself. well-known European volcanic mounCertainly no poet either before of tains were mentioned he would talk since so completely identified himself of the Andes, which he used to exwith nature, and gave to it all the press himself as most anxious to animation and the intellection of a visit. In going to Greece the last human being. Benjamin Constant, time, he went out of his way to in his work on Religion, lately pubá see Stromboli; and when it happens lished in Paris, quotes this passage ed that there was 110 eruption during from the Island, and appends to it the night his vessel lay off there, he the observation which I shall copy cursed and swore bitterly for no short at the end.


In travelling, he was an odd mixHow often we forget all time, when lone ture of indolence and capricious acAdmiring nature's universal throne, Her woods, her wilds, her waters, the in. tivity; it was scarcely possible to

away tense

from a place under six Reply of hers to our intelligence !

months, and very difficult to keep Live not the stars and mountains ? Are

him longer. In the Westminster the waves

Review, there is an interesting paWithout a spirit ? Are the drooping caves per formed out of his letters, and out Without a feeling in their silent tears ? of Fletcher's account of his last illNou-no-they woo and clasp as to their ness, which though written with fairspheres,

ness, has unhappily the usual fault Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before of going upon stilts. All Lord Its hour, and merge our soul in the great Byron's movements are attributed to shore.

some high motive or other, or some Strip off this fond and false identity! Who thinks of self when gazing on the well know that he went just as the

deep deliberation, when his friends sea ?

The Island.

wind did or did not blow. Among On this fine passage Benjamin Con- a deal more of bamboozlement about stant observes : « On nous assure Lord Byron going to Greece or stayque certains hommes accusent Lord ing here or there, very sage reasons Byron d'athéisme, et d'impiété. Il are given for his remaining in Cephay a plus de religion dans ces douze lonia so long. The fact is, he had vers que dans les ecrits passés, pre- got set down there, and he was too sents, et futurs, de tous ces denon- idle to be removed ; first, he was ciateurs mis ensemble.” Such is the not to be got out of the vessel Frenchman's notion of religion ; if it in which he had sailed, in which be correct, our poets must be as of he dawdled for six weeks after his old our priests again, and clergymen arrival, when the charter of the vess be dismissed for want of imagina- sel expired and he was compelled to tion. Lord Byron had not the dra. change his quarters ;-he then took matic talent, that is, he could not up his residence in the little village discriminate human characters and of Metaxata, where again he was assume them ; but he seems to have not to be moved to Missolonghiy had this dramatic talent as applied, whither he had declared his resolunot to human beings, but to natural tion of proceeding: ship after ship objects, in the greatest perfection. was sent for him by Mavrocordato, He could nicely discern their distinc- and messenger upon messenger; he tive differences, adapt words and promised and promised, until at sentiments to them, and hold inter- length, either worn out by importucourse with them of a very refined nity, or weary of his abode, he hired and beautiful description. When he a couple of vessels (refusing the travelled, he communed with the Greek ships) and crossed. hills, and the valleys, and the ocean. It is said that his intention was

not to remain in Greece,-that he de- for, and probably he married her termined to return after his attack from mercenary motives. of epilepsy. Probably it was only I shall not attempt any summing his removal into some better climate up of the desultory observations that was intended. Certainly a more which I have thrown together, in miserable and unhealthy bog than the hope of superseding the cant and Missolonghi is not to be found out trash that has and will be said and of the fens of Holland, or the Isle of sung about the character of this Ely. He either felt or affected to great man. All that it is necessary feel a presentiment that he should to add by way of conclusion, may be die in Greece, and when his return condensed into a very few words. was spoken of, considered it as out Lord Byron was a Lord of very of the question, predicting that the powerful intellect and strong pasTurks, the Greeks, or the Malaria, sions; these are almost sufficient data would effectually put an end to any for a moral geometer to construct the designs he might have of returning. whole figure; at least, add the followAt the moment of his seizure with ing sentence, and sufficient is given: the epileptic fits prior to his last whether by early romantic experiillness, he was jesting with Parry, ence, or by a natural extreme sensian engineer sent out by the Greek tiveness to external impressions, it committee, who, by dint of being was of all his intellectual faculties his butt, had got great power over the imagination which was chiefly him, and indeed, became every developed. Putting them together, we thing to him. Besides this man may conclude, as was the fact, that there was Fletcher, who had lived he was irritable, capricious, at times with him twenty years, and who even childish, wilful, dissipated, inwas originally a shoemaker, whom fidel, sensual; with little of that his Lordship had picked up in the knowledge which is got at school, village where he lived, at Newstead, and much of that acquired afterand who, after attending him in wards: he was capable of enthusome of his rural adventures, became siasm; and though intensely selfish, attached to his service: he had also that is, enjoying his own a faithful Italian servant, Battista; tions, he was able to make great saa Greek secretary; and Count Gamba crifices, or, in other words, he had a seems to have acted the part of his taste for the higher kinds of selfishItalian secretary. Lord Byron spoke ness, i. e. the most useful and valuaFrench very imperfectly, and Italian ble kinds; he was generous, fearless, not correctly, and it was with the open,veracious, and a cordial lover of greatest difficulty he could be pre- society and of conviviality; he was vailed upon to make attempts in a ardent in his friendships, but inconforeign language. He would get stant; and, however generally fond any body about him to interpret for of his friends, more apt to be heartily him, though he might know the lan- weary of them than people usually guage better than his interpreter.

When dying, he did not know his No more epithets need be heaped situation till a very short time before together; all that men have in genehe fell into the profound lethargyi from ral, he had in more than ordinary which he never awoke; and after he force ; some of the qualities which knew his danger, he could never men rarely have he possessed to a speak intelligibly, but muttered his splendid degree of perfection. indistinct directions in three lan Such is the PERSONAL character of guages. He seems to have spoken Lord Byron, as I have been able to of his wife and his daughter-chiefly draw it from having had access to of the latter; to this child he was peculiar sources of information, and very strongly attached, with indeed from being placed in a situation best an intense parental feeling ; his wife I calculated, as I think, to form an imdo not believe he ever cared much partial opinion.

R. N.




Desd. Am I that name, Iago ?
Iago. What name, my gracious lady ?

Desd. Such as, she said, my lord did say I was. Othello.
CERTAINLY, even though a man

The first mentioned is in very geshould not be incapable of doing an neral use in our day, as indeed are ill action, we ought not to think they all. Every body remembers the the worse of him for being ashamed immortal instance of the preacher to talk about it. There is no ordi- who damned his congregation so ponary vice of which human nature is litely that he would only insinuate capable, which under certain circum- the nature of the retribution they stances may not assume an appear- had to expect—but I recollect witance of irreprehensibility, nay, of ami- nessing one scarcely less ingenious at ability--and this proposition may even the front of a provincial court-house. extend to hypocrisy, when it is not the A rather unusual case had been tried hypocrisy of self interest. For this in the forenoon--it was an action reason, I am much inclined to ques- brought against a quaker for defamation the sanity of the reasoning which tion, which defamation consisted in would cite the delicate euphuism of the too unguarded use of the word the livers of the nineteenth century rogue,” as applied to the plaintiff, as an inferential argument of their and heavy damages had been obtainmoral degeneracy from the plain ed. As both parties were leaving speakers of the eighteenth or any court, the quaker, who, though a preceding one. Perhaps the only very belligerent fellow, was rendered objection worth refuting which has a little more cautious by the experiever been urged against the use of ence he had just acquired, shook his the Inuendo, is, that it seems to show head at the victor, and exclaimed a want of honesty, and throws an ob- “Ah, thee art-thee art stacle in our way to the goal of truth and made pause.

" What am I, or at least causes a delay in our now?” cried the other, chuckling efforts to arrive there. No such “am I a rogue, now, eh?”—Thee thing; it is on the contrary, in hast said it, friend,” rejoined the many instances, a surer and even quaker. a readier mode of achieving truth, Passing the other day through than the direct speech of him whó Ilolborn, my attention was directed despises it. A man may examine the by a companion to one of those cousun's disk more clearly by reflection cerns (which, lest this should meet than by gazing immediately upon it, the eyes of persons of peculiar feelso it is that the Inuendo shadows ings, I shall not particularize), it was, down, mellows, and clarifies. however, a place which is by some

“What is it” (the riddle is Tony considered of great convenience-ocLumpkin's I think) “ that goes round casionally. But the nature of the the house, and round the house, and business there transacted was annever touches the house?” It is nounced to the public by the words Inuendo. 'Tis a beautiful engine in “ Miscellaneous Repository,” which the hands of one who knows how to were neatly inscribed in yellow letuse it, comme il fautand is of the ters over the door. What a philansame elegance and utility in argu- thropic—what a delicate soul must ment that idiom is in language. the man possess to whom such an

There are various uses for, and idea suggested itself !—“ John, take classes of, the Inuendo. Perhaps we my repeater to the Miscellaneous Remight allow some of the principal to pository.If Claude Lorraine had run in this order.

turned pawn-broker, could he have The Inuendo courteous.

conveyed the intelligence more poetiphilanthropic.

cally? modest.

If a friend happens by some awksarcastic or malicious. ward train of circumstances to find


himself within the precincts of cer- times are very hard intirely-intirelytain places appointed for the entere plase your oner from tainment of gentlemen who under

your oner's sarvent to comand, stand the conjugation of the verb

Timotheus Kinnealy. emprunter” better than “ payer,” the woman hopes the eggs wil come handy we do not address our letters

to the young mistris out of her confinement. “ Blank Blank, Esq. White Crocs. –tuseday mornin. street," or « Blank Blank, Esq.

This delicate and courteous epis. King's Bench,” we substitute the tle produced nothing less than the more elegant addresses “ Spencer's object it aimed at. A torrent of Hotel,” and “Abbot's Priory," with- abuse formed the gentleman's answer. out the risk of being misunderstood I was standing by his side while he by the twopenny post.

wrote, and as I saw the grievous The modest Inuendo, as indeed is phrases glide from his pen-uttered the case with the modest every thing a psha! of something like reproof, -is calculated to do the practiser a

“ Damn the fool!” was his replymischief, at least I remember to have “he has put his neck down and I

it' attended by such result. will tread on it.” It silenced me at It is notorious how very shamelessly once, for (this was in the summer of that unfortunate race of demi-mor- 21) a very general and prophetic aptals, ycleped tailors, are sometimes plication of the thing flashed upon treated by those who make it the my mind. business of their existence to set up

There is another species of the the statue of gentility without being modest Inuendo, or hint, which does provided with the necessary pedestal, not perhaps originate precisely in the and who in consequence suffer it same feeling, nor is it quite so deleto stand on the shoulders of butchers, terious in its consequences; but it is bakers, boot-makers, and the knights doubtless very amiable, notwithof the thimble aforesaid, who are standing. The

gentleman assures you kind enough

he will not affect the so and so of

such a person, nor the so and so of To take into their need a smile from hope

such a one, because, even if he had And wait, in coldness, its fruition. those pretensions (what a delightful

inuendo !) it would not be considered But if this be sometimes the fate perfectly modest in him openly to of a London tailor, what must he say so. There has been a pleasant have to expect who stitches for the instance of this order “ about town" trunks of Irish country gentlemen, lately, who, to do them justice, cannot num For the last-heaven help the ber amongst their failings that of a while !-we are not at a loss for incowardly eagerness to get rid of their stances or uses. It is the keystone creditors. One of these poor devils and the corner stone of what is called had a bill of three years' standing -scandal “ in the vulgar,” that very against a neighbour of his, a genteel pleasant occupation which makes well doing “ middleman;" at length, Time shake his pinions more fleetly driven to desperation by want of over the heads of women and womanmoney, he took the daring resolution ish men. But wait until next session to apply for his debt, and actually -slip your half-crown into the doorsent him (with a basket of eggs) the keeper's hand, creep up, and poke following letter:

your phiz into the gallery, then look please your oner,

round and listen, until you have hoping your oner wont be displeasd at caught a speaker on his legs—a man my boldness and I send a little basket of with a sharp nose, close set eyes, gaeggs-good fresh eggs-and they were thering brow, &c. &c. and I lay you lade by the little black hen that's three yeer any wager you please, that in a few ould come Michaelmas eve the day that I minutes you plead guilty to having sent home your oner's shute-and the seen a genius in this class.

S. D. S.


A Letter from Billy OʻROURKE to the Editor.

Pavet arduam viam.
He paves the high-way.

(Phelim O'Flinn, my Schoolmaster.) MR. What's-your-name. I am a this :-1 don't like at all at all this prince by descent and a pavior by new-fashioned out-of-the-way way profession. True, I am a foreigner of paving the streets with jackstones. and barbarian,—for I come from Ire- Who ever saw a street covered with land, --but there is blood in my veins gun-flints by way of pavement ? which heretofore ran riot up and This is pretty wig-making! I supdown the O'Rourkes and O'Shaugh- pose the next thing we'll do is to nessies. Milesius was my great- spread them with Turkey carpets grandfather forty times removed, and that our old duchesses and des my great-grandmother of the same bauchees may trundle along to the generation was cousin by-the-button- Parliament House and the Opera hole to O'Connor, progenitor and pro- without shaking themselves to pieces propagator of the present great Ro a season too soon ! ( give me the gero Connor of Dangan Castle, who sweet little pebblement of my own was found innocent of robbing the native city in Shamrockshire-Duhmail a few years ago, when the lin! Major-Taylorization against Orangemen were in want of a head Macadamization any day !+ Where to adom King William's lamp-post the jingles totter over the streets like at the Anniversary of the Boyne boats on a river of paving stones ! Water. Thus, Mr. Thingumbob, you Up and down! right and left! Hosee though I do fillip the paving- henlo! toss'd hither and thither! stones with

a three-man beetle, from pebble to puddle! from gully though I do peg a few pebbles every to gutter !-Splish splash! there day into the scull of our old Mother they go! while the Rawney & leers Earth (alma tellus, as Phelim used to through one of his dead-lights back call her),– I really was born to a at Mr. Paddy O'Phaeton, Paddy for royal rattle. Excuse alliteration, lack of a lash applies his perpetual Mr. Blank; I am not only a prince toe to Rawney's abutment, and the and a pavior, but a poet. I broke lob within sits on his knuckles to half the panes in the province of keep his breeches from wearing out Leinster scribbling amatory verses, the cushions that feel as if stuffed epigrams, and epitaphs on Miss Kitty with potatoes ! - That's something M'Fun, with a glazier’s diamond like jaunting; a man feels that he's that I stole from my uncle ; I wrote getting the worth of his money. all the best lines in the « Emerald But to slidder over the arable like a Isle" (all the bad ones were written Laplander a sledge,- to have your by Counsellor Phillips), and I gave streets as smooth and soaporiferous as Tom Moore more hints for Thomas a schoolboy's phyzzonomy,-Booh! Little's poems than either of this I'd as soon tumble down Greenwich duet of gentlemen ever had the de- Hill with a feather-bed for my partner! cency to thank me for. But this is Will you lend me the loan of a all bother. What I want to say is page or so in your “ truly excellent

• 'Twas my mother's foster-brother wrote “ The Groves of Blarney;" her maiden name was Kelly, and she is the identical she of whom the author says

And av you would see sweet Mabel Kelly,

No nightingull sings half more brightwhich is the true reading.

† Major Taylor, Paving-Master General to the City of Dublin. He also makes darkness visible at night, being Lamplighter-General.

Jingles, one-horse wooden baskets, upon three wheels, and another on Sundays. Ś Corrupted from the paternal Spanish-Rosinante, we suppose. -Ed.

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