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times they make a merit of them . No one weeps more bitterly or profusely at the death of a relative or friend ; and t | iey have stated times when they repair to howl and lametjt *\ 1 $ i 4 i $ jgrvyfaj I tu $ v 4 beard doleful wailings at daybreak , in the neighbourhood of Indian villages , by some of the inhabitants , who go out at that hour into tne fields to mourn and weep for the dead ; and at such times-, I am told , the tears will stream down their cheeks in torrents . * As far as I can judge , the Indian of poetical fiction is like the shepherd of pastoral romance , a mere personification of imaginary attributes , p . 52—54 .
This volume is the commencement of a discharge by the ' author of 1 the accumulated contents of his portfolio , as well as the casual lucubrations of his brain , in occasional numbers , published as circumstances may
permit . * The announcement is a welcome promise to all lovers of light reading .
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Poems , with Illustrations . By Louisa Anne Twamley . The * very young authoress' of this volume is an artiste , and gives multifold evidence of her powers in the etchings by fyer ^ elf , from her own designs , which accompany her verses . She is happy in the combination . Her poems show that she is a painter , and her paintings that
she is a poet . Of the latter , it is true , we have only evidence as to design
but the grouping clearly indicates her sense of colour . Her possession of the true poetic temperament is most obvious . We wish we could quote her wreath , or one of her sketches of Kenilworth , or Tin tern Abbey . As that is impossible , we take the
* INVOCATION TO SONG . Spirit of song ! Thou monarch of the mind ! Holding thy sweet dominion o ' er mankind ; Fleeting and transient as the summer breeze , Kissing earth ' s flowers , and winging to the seas : Where is thy home ?
Thou art where Nature spreads her noblest scene , And where the ken of man hath rarely been ; Thou art where Fancy wings her wildest fli g ht , And thy sweet voice breathes in the stilly night : Thou art where lightnings flash and billows foam ; Thou art with exiles from their native home ; Thou art among the dewy flowers at eve , And where love ' s vows are pledg'd and hearts believe
Thou art at banquets midst the minstrel train , Waking their harps with &n enlivening atrai »; Thou art where rosy , mantling wine is poured * And bright-ey'd mirth laughs round the social board Thou art among the bridal ' s virgin throng . Greeting the chosen one with love-fraught song ; Thou art the lover ' s aid , to bid arise His lad y * fair , a $ < l' ope hqr beaming eyas' :
Trjou ; art with those for whom Joy ' s cup o v erflow * , And thou canst bid dim Grief Ibfrget her woes ; Thou art where blushing rose * Mq htly bloom , And thou dost wreath the cypress o er the trmb :
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), April 2, 1835, page 289, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2644/page/65/
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