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astronomy. « The doctrine of an . « But as we sometimes find one thing ordering intelligence, distinct from while we are looking for another, so, if the material universe, and ruling it truth escaped me, happiness and contentwith absolute sway, was striking from ment fell in my way, and have accompaits novelty, and peculiarly congenial to nied me even to Lampsacus. the character of Pericles. Such was

“ Be cautio

scoursthe supremacy which Athens exer

ing on philosophy. Is it not in philosophy, cised over the multitude of her depen

as in love ? the more we have of it, and dent states, and such the ascendancy

the less we talk about it, the better. which he felt himself destined to

Never touch on religion with any body, obtain over the multitude at Athens."

The irreligious are incurable and insen

sible ; the religious are morbid and irriPoor Anaxagoras! In the nineteenth

table ; the former would scorn, the latter century, A. c. the prime minister

would strangle you. It appears to me to would nave made am a bishop: 1 be not only a dangerous, but what is worse, the fifth century, B, c. he could not an indelicate thing. to place ourselves save him from "going abroad for the where we are likely to see fevers and benefit of the constitution." But, frenzies, writhings and distortions, debanished or unbanished, the old Sage bilities and deformities. Religion at is one of Landor's best-managed cha- Athens is like a fountain near Dodona, racters, and we will give you his first which extinguishes a lighted torch, and letter to Aspasia from his place of which gives a flame of its own to an unexile :

lighted one held down to it. Keep yours

in your chamber and let the people run “ ANAXAGORAS TO ASPASIA. about with theirs ; but remember, it is “ The gratitude and love I owe to Pe.

rather apt to catch the skirts. Believe ricles, induces me to write the very day I

me, I am happy. I am not deprived of have landed at Lampsacus. You are pru

my friends. Imagination is little less dent, Aspasia, and your prudence is of the

strong in our later years than in our earbest quality ; instinctive delicacy. But I

lier. True, it alights on fewer objects, am older than you, or than Pericles, al

but it rests longer on them, and sees them though than Pericles by only six years ;

better. Pericles first, and then you, and and, having no other pretext to counsel

then Meton, occupy my thoughts. I am you, will rest upon this. Do not press

with you still ; I study with you, just as him to abstain from public business ; for,

before, although nobody talks aloud in the supposing he is by nature no obstinate sc

schoolroom. man, yet the long possession of authority

" This is the pleasantest part of life. has accustomed him to grasp the tighter

Oblivion throws her light coverlet over what is touched, as shell-fish contract the

our infancy; and, soon after we are out claws at an atom. The simile is not an

of the cradle, we forget how soundly we elegant one, but I offer it as the most ap

had been slumbering, and how delightful posite. He might believe that you fear

were our dreams. Toil and pleasure confor him, and that you wish him to fear ;

tend for us almost the instant we rise from

it; and weariness follows whichever has this alone would make him pertinacious. Let every thing take its season with him.

carried us away. We stop awhile, look Perhaps it is necessary that he should con

around us, wonder to find we have comtrol the multitude : if it is, he will know it: pleted the circle of existence, fold our even you could not stir him, and would

arms, and fall asleep again.' only molest him by the attempt. Age is In spite of three great poets-Dacoming on. This will not loosen his te

vid, Juvenal, and Shakspeare_we nacity of power-it usually has quite the contrary effect. But it will induce him to

agree with Anaxagoras that old age, give up more of his time to the studies he

with a broad dash of the green in its · has always delighted in, which, however,

colouring, must be the happiest porwere insufficient for the full activity of his

tion of one's mortal pilgrimage. We mind. Mine is a sluggard ; I have surren

expect, if we live to pass our grand dered it entirely to philosophy, and it has climacteric, to cut an excellent fimade little or no progress; it has dwelt gure as Pantaloon, and hope to chirp, pleased with hardly any thing it has em cicada-like, on sunny days-to which braced, and has often run back again from the seasons, for the mere sake of vafond prepossessions to startling doubts. It riety, will then have reverted. And could not help it.

sometimes, no doubt, we shall prose

Thirlwall's History of Greece, ii. 10.

away as drearily as our good philoso. à voyage. The shore is neither so broad pher contrives to do for the next fifty nor so stormy as the Hellespont. pages from our last quotation. The “I was resolved not to go until I had following is more genial :

looked in my garden for some anemonies, “ ANAXAGORAS TO Aspasia.

which I recollected to have seen blossoming

the other day. It occurred to me that usu“ Pericles tells me that you are less

ally they appear in spring : so does poetry. tranquil than you were formerly, and that

I will present to you a little of both, for the he apprehends you are affected not a little

first time. They are of equal value, and are by the calumnies of your enemies. " If it is true that there can be no ca.

worth about as much as the pebble or the

sea-weed, or the new book. lumny without malice, it is equally so that there can be no malice without some de • Where are the blooms of many dyes, sirable quality to excite it. Make up your That used in every path to rise ? mind, Aspasia, to pay the double rate of Whither are gone the lighter hours ? rank and genius. It is much to be the What leave they? I can only send wife of Pericles ; it is more to be Aspa My wisest, loveliest, latest friend, sia. Names that lie upon the ground are These weather-worn and formless flowers.' not easily set on fire by the torch of Envy,

• Think me happy that I am away from but these quickly catch it which are raised

Athens ; I, who always lose my composure up by fame, or wave to the breeze of prog

in the presence of crime or calamity. If any perity. Every one that passes is ready to

one should note to you my singularities, regive them a shake and a rip; for there

membering me a year hence, as I trust you are few either so busy or so idle as not to

and Pericles will do, add to them, but not lend a hand at undoing. ." You, Pericles, and myself, have a

aloud, a singularity of felicity,' He neither

lived nor died with the multitude. There world of our own, into which no Athenian

are, however, some Clazomenians who know can enter without our permission. Study,

that Anaxagoras was of Clazomenai." philosophize, write poetry. These things, I know, are difficult when there is a noise Landor evidently meant that letter in the brain ; but begin, and the noise for the death-song of the old swan. .ceases. The mind, slow in its ascent at But, after a little skirmishing between first, accelerates every moment, and is Pericles and Alcibiades, the Sage resoon above the hearing of frogs and the vives to tell Aspasia a tragical story. sight of brambles."

We have no room, however, for more Then comes the Plague of Athens. than two further extracts—the deaths Aspasia is sent by Pericles to a Thes- of Pericles and Cleone. Our worthy salian farm, under Mount Ossa, near brother in the Quarterly seems not to Sicurion. The correspondence goes admire the latter. To our taste it is on on all sides. More philosophy; perfect. Let the reader decide by all more verses ; more criticism ; more means :-only, should he happen not eloquence. We must draw once again to find it exquisite, he may rest ason Anaxagoras :

sured his own imagination is in fault. “ AxAXAGORAS TO ASPASIA.

“ ALCIBIADES TO Aspasia. “ We are now so near winter that there “I returned to Athens in time to receive may not be, after the vessel which is about the last injunctions of my guardian. What to sail, any more of them bound to Athens, I promised him, to comfoit him in his deall the remainder of the year. And who parture, I dare not promise his Aspasia, lest knows what another may bring or take I fail in the engagement; nevertheless I away?

will hope that my natural unsteadiness may “I remain in health, but feeble. Life - sometimes settle on his fixed principles. But slips from me softly and imperceptibly. I what am 1—what are all my hopes, in comam unwilling to tire myself by blowing a parison with the last few words of this great fire which must soon go out, whether I man, surely the greatest that earth has ever blow it or not. Had I any species of seen, or ever will see hereafter ? Let me curiosity to send you, were it pebble, sca- repeat them to you, for they are more than weed, or new book, I would send it; not consolation, and better. If, on such a loss, (for it is idle to talk so) as a memorial of I or any one could console you, I should me. If the friend is likely to be forgotten, abominate you eternally. can we believe that any thing he has about “I found him surrounded by those few him will repose a longer time on the me friends whom pestilence and despair had left mory?

in the city. They had entered but a little “ Thus far I had written when my while before me, and it appears that one or strength failed me. Stesicles and Apol- other of them bad been praising him for his lodorus have told me I must prepare for exploits.

" In these, replied he, fortune hath intensity of compassion, closed her eyelids; had her sbare ; tell me rather, if you wish for death had come over them. In my to gratify me, that never have I caused an horror, my fright and dastardly cowardice I Athenian to put on mourning?

should rather call it, I failed to prevent or " I burst forward from the doorway, and check her. threw my arms around his neck.

" Aspasia has then her equal on earth! “0, Pericles ! my first, last, only friend, “ Aspasia is all that women in their wild. afar be that hour yet! cried I, and my est wishes can desire to be ; Cleone, all that tears rolled abundantly on his cheeks. Either the immortals are. But she has friendship, he felt them not, or dissembled and disre- she has sympathy; have those ? garded them; for, seeing his visiters go " She has, did I say? And can nothing away, he began with perfect calmness to then bring me back my recollection ? not give me such advice as would be the best even she ! I want it not. Those moments to follow in every occurrence, and chiefly in are present yet, and will never pass away, every difficulty. When he had ended, and “ She asked for you. I was raising my head from above his pillow " Aspasia,' answered I, 'is 'absent.' (for I continued in that posture, ashamed ". Not with her husband ! not with her that he, who spake so composedly, should husband !' cried she. perceive my uncontrollable emotion), I re- “Pericles,' I replied, “is gone to the marked I knew not what upon his bosom. Blessed.' He smiled faintly, and said,

" She was with him then, while hope re“Alcibiades ! I need not warn you against mained for her! I knew she would be. Tell superstition ; it never was among your weak me she was.' nesses. Do not wonder at these amulets; “ And saying it, she grasped my arm, and above all, do not order them to be removed. looked earnestly in my face. Suddenly, as The kind old nurses, who have been care- it appeared to me, she blushed slightly : on fully watching over me day and night, are her countenance there was, momentarily, persuaded that these will save my life. somewhat less of its paleness. She walked Superstition is rarely so kind-hearted; into the aviary : the lattice stood open : the whenever she is, upable as we are to rever. birds were not flown, but dead. She drew ence, let us at least respect her. After the back ; she hesitated; she departed, I folgood patient creatures have found, as they lowed her : for now, and not earlier, I bemust soon, all their traditional charms un- thought me it was Cleone. Before I came availing, they will surely grieve enough, and up to her, she had asked a question of an perhaps from some other motive than their elderly man, who opened his lips but could fallibility in science. Inflict not, O Alci. not answer her, and whose arm, raised with biades ! a fresh wound upon their grief, by difficulty from the pavement, when it would throwing aside the tokens of their affection. have directed her to the object of her enquiry, In hours like these we are the most indif- dropped upon his breast. A boy was with ferent to opinion, and greatly the most sen him, gazing in wonder at the elegance and sible to kindness.

composure of her attire, such as, in these “ The statesman, the orator, the con- years of calamity and of indifference to seemqueror, the protector, had died away; the liness, can no where be found in Athens. He philosopher, the humane man, yet was roused himself from his listless posture, living-Alas! few moments more.”

beckoned, and walked before us. Reaching the “ ALCIBIADES TO Aspasia.

garden of Epimedea, we entered it through “ Must I again, Aspasia, torment my the house ; silent, vacant, the doors broken soul? again must I trouble yours? Has down. Sure sign that some family, perhaps the pestilence then seized me, that I want many, had, but few days since, utterly died hardihood, strength, understanding, to begin off within its chambers. For nearly all the my labour ? No; I walk through the habitations, in all quarters of the city, are house of mourning, firmly, swiftly, inces. crowded with emigrants from the burghs of santly ; my limbs are alert as ever.

Attica. The pestilence is now the least ap" Write it I must. Somebody was at palling where it has made the most havoc. the gates ; admittance was, it seems, not But how hideous, how disheartening, is the granted readily, I heard a voice, feeble sudden stride before our eyes, from health and hoarse, and, looking forth, saw two and beauty to deformity and death! In this women, who leaned against the lintels. waste and desolation there was more peace

" Let her enter, let her enter; look at fulness, I believe, than any where else beyond, at her ; she is one of us.

in the whole extent of our dominions. It “ These words were spoken by the was not to last. younger ; and maliciously. Scarcely had “A tomb stood opposite the entrance : she uttered them when her head dropped Cleone rushed toward it, reposed her brow forward. The stranger caught and sup- against it, and said at intervals, ported her, and cried help! help! and rub- "I am weary; I ache throughout ; I bed her temples, and, gazing on her with an thirst bitterly; I cannot read the epitapb. “ The boy advanced, drew his finger main charms of our free-spoken Engslowly along, at the bottom of the letters, lish tongue. Analogy is sovereign and said,

in the nursery ; but we drop it at 6. Surely they are plain enough. .. the door.-Nor will we trust the * Xeniades, son of Charondas.'

minutiæ of scholarship to one who “He turned round and looked at me well asserts : “ Synonymous, anonymous, satisfied. Cleone lowered her cheek to the anomalous, should all be spelt with inscription; but her knees bent under her, an o.” Mr Landor must go back and she was fain to be seated on the base to his Greek Lexicon. "Ovoue might ment.

be pleaded for synonomous, anono" Cleone!' said I-she started at the

mous, though even in their case the name- Come, I beseech you, from that

Greek compounds are ouvá vecs, å várva sepulchre.' *“ * The reproof is just,' she replied.

Mos, with upsilon = y in the third • Here, too, even here, I am an alien!'

syllable. But avouachos derives its “ Aspasia ! she will gladden your memory

alpha = a, in the third syllable, from no nore; never more will she heave your

the simple ouaños, and anomolous therebosom with fond expectancy. There is none

fore is out of the question. . to whom, in the pride of your soul, you will

The “ Reflections" deal little with run with her letters in your band. He, Athens and Pericles, but much with upon whose shoulder you have read them in France and England, Napoleon and my presence, lies also in the grave : the last Fieschi, Pitt and Fox. We must seof them is written."

lect from the farrago an original argu

ment against “our bloated overwhelmNo one, we think, save Mr Walter ;

ing church establishment:"Savage Landor, could have shaken us

“ England is now the only country in at once out of the trance of pleasing

Europe where the primeval system of Pamelancholy that letter left upon our mind. In Cleone we had lost a friend,

pacy prevails unshorn. In Italy it has lost

Dearly all its wealth, and nothing of its and a very dear one. But Mr Landor

respectability; in England nearly all its rehas added an appendix to his second

spectability, and nothing of its wealth. That volume : and such an appendix !

which was granted for many purposes is now There are two parts of it-" Re

diverted into one; the only one almost for flections on Athens at the decease of which it was nor granted; the provision of Pericles," and a 6 Letter to an sons and daughters. Hence the descendants Author." In one he abuses Lord of persons whose chief merit was subserBrougham for not studying the Ima viency, and whose knowledge was confined ginary Conversations. In the other within the covers of a Greek classic, raise he likens the late Mr Canning to a up their heads in society above the ancient squib,“ tossed into the air" by Pitt, gentlemen and heraldick nobility of the land. and “ going off in a fizz."

The Greek is not a more difficult language Lord Brougham-we are glad to than the Welsh. I had a groom who know_is alive and well to answer for acquired the Welsh of a scullion, in seven himself if he pleases. And if he or eight months, and yet never rose by merit would but speak out at last what we or interest to become a doctor of divinity." are assured he thinks, and peel for a The groom's is a crying case; and fair set-to with revolution-mongers of yet we fear not even the Radnor Comevery grade, we should wish Mr Lan- mission—when obtained will prevail dor joy of his customer. Coutts's to on Oxford or Cambridge to see the a joint-stock on the “ Advocate !" error of their ways and grant him a

If Mr Canning was Pitt's squib diploma. But there is still balm in Pitt was no bad pyrotechnist. When Gilead. Lord John Russell's acadeLandor has equalled his worst verses mic institutions are to take a start of in the Anti-jacobin, and his worst the narrow spirit of bygone centuries. speech in what was once an assembly We earnestly recommend Lord Chanof gentlemen, he may be permitted to cellor Burlington, and the other heads sneer at George Canning.

of the London University, to offer In the “ Letter" he attempts to Mr Landor's groom the honours of justify his own queer mode of spelling, their first graduation ; and we enterand delivers his general notions on tain a confident hope that by his orthography. We shall hardly yield favourite bribe of “a hot wheaten roll to the dogmas of a taste which would and a pint of brown stout,” Mr Lanthrow fetters on that “ brave neglect" dor may induce the said groom to of analogy, wherein lies one of the accept them. VOL. XLI. NO, CCLVIII.

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« Wellnow that we have posted tory resolutions į “ madly, vehementall the way from Harrowgate to hear ly, desperately,

d ly in love. Are your secret-out with it :-it must be you satisfied now?" a very strange one." -This speech The gentleman who laughed after was addressed by a very merry good. the manner of a steam-boat let off his natured-looking lady of about two or cachinnatory steam, and apologized three-and-thirty to my friend Jack for his involuntary grins. Ricketts ; but Jack was very slow in " And who is the lady?” enquired giving a reply.

his cousin. “You said in your letter that Mary " Ah! that's the thing," replied could assist you ; I'm sure she'll help Jack. “I am afraid you've come too you like a battery, if you will only tell late. Every thing was going on deus how," interposed Captain Linlay- lightfully-I thought I was sure of son, the husband of the aforesaid lady, her-never could any two people get laying an enormous slice of cold beef on better than we did—I used to sit upon his plate-for this conversation, whole days in her drawingroom withyou will observe, took place at break- out saying a word—you can't think fast.

what pleasant hours we used to have!” " Why, then, you must know," said " It must have been charming," Jack, summoning courage to make his said the Captain. confession, “that I am over head and " Charming! my dear fellow ? it ears in"

was divine! I clipped her poodle “ Phew!" whistled the Captain; twice." “ is that all ? Bolt, my boy: a few « Indeed!" years' retrenchment will set all to “ But, all at once, a fellow that no rights, and you will come home again, body has ever heard of came here, like a black fresh feathered, to carry turned everybody's head with his on the war in greater style than ever." seals and rings, gold chains, long .“ Indeed!" sighed the lady, com- spurs, huge whiskers, and Hessian miseratingly. My good cousin, boots. In a week he was hand-inwith your quiet habits, and very nice glove with the widow, and in two or little property, I can't imagine how three days more he will have it all to you can have managed it. 'Tis a himself." great deal too bad!”

“ It? what? the poodle ?" enquir“Oh, horrid !" chimed in the hus. ed Captain Linlayson. band.

“No! the widow-Mrs Harley. I - Abominable!" repeated the wife. only wish he were a gentleman-I

Jack Ricketts looked from one to would hair-trigger him to-morrow.” the other in amazement, pushed back “ What is he, then ?" said Mrs his chair, upsetting his cup and sau. Linlayson. « If he is not a gentlecer, and exclaimed, “ What the devil man, what on earth has my dear old are you driving at? I tell you I am school-friend, Julia Harley, to do with in love !"

bim? She is a little romantic, to be The astonishment of the gallant 'sure; but if he is not a gentleLieutenant was now reciprocated by man"his friends.

“A regular swindler, I assure you," * In love? My sober, honest, mo- replied the Lieutenant; “not a man, dest cousin John in love !" said one. woman, or child in Bath that doesn't

" Jack Ricketts in love !" exclaim. know he's an impostor, except the one ed the other ; " the very thought of most interested in the discovery." it makes me laugh like a steam-boat." " But you've told her ?" enquired And he leant back in his chair, and Linlayson ; « bolted it out on her like gave voice accordingly.

a crocodile ?" “ Yes, in love, I tell you !" repeat. “ No; she must have seen that ed Jack, doggedly, as if opposition despised the fellow; but I consider it made him more determined in his ama. below my dignity to carry tales."

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