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summoned the population of a scattered village to their devotions . He rang it . Neither a shake , nor a clatter , nor a toll , was the sound that he produced ; but a slow , full , rich , simple melody , —a sort of air des trois notes , every note vibrating into a chord , like that of the great bell of Rouen Cathedral . O , but ' twas a noble prelude ; and the play did not disgrace the overture . Shakspeare prophesied of him , when he described a
" big manly voice ; "' and Wordsworth celebrated his degenerate nephew only for having " the voice of three . " It had body enough to nil Westminster Hall ; and when his daily official perambulations led him beyond the open squares and spaces of the city , the narrow streets of N used to act like speaking trumpets , and send it forth to roll its ample volumes of sound ,
like civic thunder , over the wide level fields of the circumjacent country . Latterly , though his voice failed but little , his legs got rather gouty , and he was indulged with a corporation pony . It was a sturdy little creature—a horse would have looked little under the load—but there was the big spirit of the
master in it ; and it never disgraced him by an unseemly pace or a feeble falter . The pony was as collected and dignified as the young Roscius in Octavian ; and the recollection reminds us of a favourite epigram , in his first days of popularity . We forget the finish ; it is something about the palm-tree growing best under a load ; but it began thus : —
" Bending beneath St . Ledger ' s weight All thought young Betty ' s nerves must crack ; But young Alcides keepB his state , Even with a Kemble on his back . "
And so did the pony with Easthaugh on his back . They are both gone . We thought they had been as much parts of N as the castle and the cathedral ; but their place knows them no more . Filled up , it never can have been . Would
that we had some of his verses . Tie always made * them himself ; and they were sonorous ones . To our taste they were better than those with which Cowper used to supply the poor squeaking , drawling , Methodist bellman at Olnev ; they were richer , and " more germane to the matter . " Rut no mailer ,
now . Bellman , or no bellman , we say again , A Happy new year to all our readers ! What a comprehensive wish it is ! There goes more to make a happy year , than we have time to toll . And yet , perhaps , the essence of a very happy year may be not inadequately described in three worda . It should have continuity- excitement , and
utility . The receipt is something like that olden one of the qualities of a good fire ; and never the worse , for there is warmth in both . By continuity , we mean the unbroken flow of the thoughts and feelings that constitute our moral being . Years , like days , should be ** bound each to each by natural
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1836, page 3, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2653/page/3/