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And the same model may be traced in the following lines to Bonaparte in his island prison.
• Far from the battle's shock,
Fate hath fast bound' thee;
Waves warring round thee.
Sea-birds are shrieking:
Billows are breaking.
Like sunbeams in brightness ;
Like snow-wreaths in whiteness.
With dreams of dominion ;
And ruffle thy pinion.' pp. 122, 123.
of night advances : slow
And mossy grey, her silver light reveals :
hillock not in vain appeals To eyes that pass by epitaphs unread, Rise to the view. How still the dwelling of the dead !' p. 88 And the same image is brought still more prominently forward in the following. • How lonely and lovely their resting place seem'd!
An enclosure which care could not enter :
On the solitary tómb in its centre !
And in various lights have view'd it,
Has the magic of fancy endued it !
A white spot on the emerald billow;
Stretch'd in peace on its verdant pillow.
For lamented in death, as beloved in life,
Was he, who now slumbers within it.
Was a far and a fearless ranger;
Counted lightly of death or of danger.
All the freshness of gentlest feeling ;
More of softness and kindness revealing.' pp. 230, 231. The following is in a more gay 'and discursive vein; and affords a pleasing view of the literary recreations which are now permitted to those self-denying sectaries. • To be by taste's and fashion's laws
The favourite of this fickle day ;
To strike, to startle, to display,
seem the aim
Brilliant and sparkling as the beams
And scatters round dews, gems, and streams;
With scenery, narrative, and tales
Of craggy rocks, and verdant vales ;
Around whose proud and haughty brow,
The muses' brightest, greenest bough,
Must Aling a glorious fame away ;
And make us own, yet loathe his sway :
With talents such as scarcely met
Who can peruse without regret ?
Or think, with cold, unpitying mien,
Of what thou art, and mightst have been?' pp. 107-109. What follows has rather more of the ardour and tenderness of love, than we had supposed tolerated in the Society of Friends. • I did not forget how with Thee I had paced
On the shore I now trod, and how pleasant it seem'd;
Every glance of affection which mildly it beam'd.
And both touch'd a chord of the tenderest tone;
And told me that still thou wert truly my own.
That there still was a union which death could not break;
Yet even that sorrow was sweet for thy sake.
Seem'd to borrow thy sweetness to make itself dear ;
As soft as the tone of thy voice to my ear.
Seem'd to give back the glimpses of feeling and grace,
Of thy innocent heart as I gaz'd on thy face.
So cloudless and calm; oh! it harmoniz'd well
Ere the curtain of death on its loveliness fell!' The following stanzas on the Sea appear to us at once simple and powerful. • Oh! I shall not forget, until memory depart,
When first I beheld it, the glow of my heart;
And thus, while I wander'd on ocean's bleak shore,
And haunted by majesty, glory, and might!' pp. 242–3. These specimens, 'we believe, will suffice:-we shall add but one more from the concluding verses
, as a further illustration of the author's descriptive talent. • It is the very carnival of nature,
The loveliest season that the year cau show !
Her richest boons delighteth to bestow.
Have more than vernal softness; and the sun
Than in his summer splendour he has done,
Of leafy luxury begins to fade;
Yet seem but lovelier from each deepening shade,
It is the season when each streamlet's sound,
Assumes a tone more pensive, more profound ;
Was glorious with the dawning light of day;
The mists of morning slowly melt away :
With dew-drops glistening, evermore have heard
Or bleat of sheep, or lowing of the herd ;
Our readers, we think, may now judge for themselves pretty fairly of the merits of this volume. It is not calculated certainly to make a very strong or lasting sensation in the reading woris; and has no chance either of eclipsing any of the poetical luminaries that are now in their ascendant, or even of falling into their orbit with its attendant fires. Yet we believe there is a very large class of readers in this country to whom it is capable of affording the greatest delight--all those trar:quil, pious, unambitious persons by whom the higher excitement of more energetic poetry is either dreaded as a snare, or shunned as a disturbance; but who can still be interested and scothed
by the sweet and harmonious amplification of the feelings they have been allowed or taught to think it a duty to cherish. To the members of his own Society in particular, we cannot help thinking that a work like this must be a most acceptable present. Their amusements and recreations have always, we think, been rather too few; and both they and their wellwishers in other communions must rejoice when they can add to them the perusal of elegant poetry, in which they are sure of meeting with nothing that can revolt or offend ; and from the very success and celebrity of which their whole body must receive new credit and respectability.
The Transactions of the Horticultural Society of
The original state of most of those vegetables which occupy
the attention of the horticuiturist, is unknown; and we are still ignorant of the native country, and existence in a wild state, of some of the most important of our plants, such as wheat, &c. We know, however, that improved flowers and fruits are the produce of improved culture, and that the offspring, in a greater or less degree partakes of the character of its parent. The Crab has been thus converted into the Golden pippin; and many excellent varieties of the Plum boast no other parent than the Sloe. Yet, till lately, few experiments have been made, the objects of which have been new productions of this nature; and nearly every ameliorated variety appears to have been the offspring of accident, or of culture applied to other purposes : An extensive field of discovery is still therefore open io the scientific horticulturist. Societies for improvements in domestic animals, and all branches of agriculture, have been long since founded; but it was not till within these few years that the London Horticultural Society was established, for the encouragement of Gardening. Judging from the past exertions of this Society, we may hope that in a very short time we shall have to record improvements and discoveries of considerable importance: as, till within a few years, Horticulture was left to the common gardener, who, in general, implicitly followed the routine of his predecessor.
Fruit, as an article of general food in this country, is comparatively used in very small quantities. Yet it is well known, that in the great manufacturing towns, in those seasons when it has been abundant, the inhabitants have been far from healthy.