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_PEBDIKA 23 ) _FREIUGRATH . Onrreadeis may remember that iaour Christmas Garland , for ISii _, there appeared a glorious liberty _srag , entitled "Preedom and Right , " from the pen ofa celebrated German poet , Fj ehdkaxd FEEHiGEjaa ; ¦ we liave now to remiest their attention to Home further specimens of his poetry , together with a few parficnJais of Ms public career . We are indebted to Jaft _' s Magazine and the jlt-. cjKcum . for _thomeaiaof making our friends acquainted with the history and merits of this glorious poet : — "Eebmsaxb _Fbeuxenxm was bora ia _"iVcstplialia _, as one of lus own poems informs us , some forty years ago , and appears , -after having enjoyed the advantase of no meaa education , to have been started in life with the prospect of becoming a merchant . In the prosecution of his
career he was drawn to the great maritime cities of Holland and North Germany , and there became familiar with the aspects of a more adventurous life , and with those ocean thoughts and wonders whieh fill many of his earlier poems . The stir and strangeness of these great emporiums—the wanderers , meeting there from the remotest _corneis of the earth , with accounts and produciaons of other zones ; tho inward _liound ships , bleached and stained with Ihe sans and waves of Indian seas ; the vessels leaving harbour for countries , the very names of wliich sound like voices is dreams to the dweller far inland ; these influences seem first to have excited the imagination , and inspired the utterance of the young poet . Throughout all lus poems may be felt a lonsing to roam amidst
distant regions ; a wild adrentnrous craving to escape from fhe commonplaces aromidMm , andbeho . d , face to face , new scenes and more picturesqne forms of resdstenee . We have little doubt that this -natural bias ofa highly imaginative temperament , combined with _, great energy of tons , was quickened by tlie C 1 _TGumstances of Ins life st the critical period of its , intellectual development . At what precise time , afier having first ventured forth with occasional pieces in newspapers and _ammals , ic renounced all ¦ f arther notions of commercial life , and betook himself to Uterature as _aprofesaon , we have not learned . _IEs name had bees known in Germanv , as attached
to several poems of striking originality , and nad . begun to be looked for as one of no _o-rdimny promise , for some time before the appearance , about five years ago , of the little volume containing the first series of Lis collected pieces . From this moment his position was determined . We do not know what reception the book met from critics ; it soon made itself a place , as every genuine utterance of power , early or Me will , in the hearts of its readers ; and Freiligrath , without influence , station , or patronage , by the mere life and colour of Ids little _nmriendedwok , was at once placed , _TOthnniversalapp 3 anse , amongst the lyric poets of Germany . "
Oi Ms earlier _jo . ctrv » tiie same writet ( in Tail ' s 2 _hgazme _) says : — "Tlie East , with all its mingled _s-plendoKT and devastation , fierce and beautiful , like the children of its deserts , seems , for some of his ¦ freshest years , to have attracted him with an impulse almost snpernattiral . Ilie poems which its impressions have produced are certainly bis best . ¦ There is something absolutely marvellous in the yeality and vividness wherewith this region , which lie las never visited , except in fancy , has possessed ids mind . It seems presentio him at every moment , in all its various features , with a distinctness that ¦
yonr Brahmin would explain by the metempsychosis For some generations , indeed , if such wanderings were true , the migrations of the poet ' s soul Blight _jflavc been wholly amongst Berbers and Bedouins His poems -rustle with the waving of palms , glow with the fervour of an African sky , breathe the hot air of the desert , and -f asten upon you with all tiie breathless terror which overcomes a wayfarer in that awful land . " In confirmation of the above we give the following tevriule , vet beautiful picture of the _burning , bound less desert : —
AU oer the harbour , gay "frith Sags , my restless eyes _awanderinggo ; But thine , with laug hing glances , seek the plume that droops across my browI " Pain of thy deserts would I hear , while waves are gurg ling round the boat ; Come 1 paint me something of fhe land from whence that osiritch tuft was brought . Thoa vfilt - I shade my brow awhile beneath the hollow _ofmyhand : Let fall the curtain of thine eyes : Lo' there the desert ? s glowing sand ! Thecampingplacesof the tribe that gave me birth , thine eye discerns ; Bare , in her sun-scorched widows-weed , around thee , now , Zahara burns .
Who travelled through the Iaon-land ? Of hoofs and _daws ye see the prints ; _Timbactoo ' s caravan ! the spear far on the horizon , yonder , glints ; Wave banners ; purple through the dost streams oat the Emir ' s princely dress ; . Andgrave , with sober statelihood _, fhe camel ' s head 0 ' rX lo-ris the press . In serried troop , where sand and sky together melt , _ffcey lurry on ;
Already in fhe sulphureous mist , the lurid distance gulps them down ; Yet , by the rid . ers' track , too wefl ye trace fhe flying onwardhost ; Full thickly marked , the sand is strewn with many a thing their speed has lost . The & st—a dromedary , _desdr-ashastly milestone , marks their course ; Perched on the bulk , with naked throats , two vultures _tevsa , _sbritSas hoarse ; And eager for the seal delayed , ; on costly turban little
heed , _Irfstbyan Arab youth , and left in their wild journey ' s desperate speed . " Sow bits of rich caparisons the thorny _tamarisS bashes strew ; And nearer , drained , and white with dost , a water-skin rent through and through : Who ' s he that lacks the gaping thing , and furious stares , with quivering M 1 Zt is the black-haired Sheik , who rules fhe land of Biledulgerid . He closed the rear ; the courser feD , _tmaVcaethh-aofij and fled away ; AH panting to his girdle bangs Lis favourite wife , in wild _Seray ; Eow flashed her eye , as , raised to sefle , at dawn she smiled upon her lord ! Slow through the wastesie drag 3 her on , as from s baldric trails a sword !
The sultry sand that bnt by night the lion ' s shaggy tail beats down , The hair of yonder helpless thing now sweeps , in tangled tresses strown ; R gathers ia her flow of locks , burns up her sweet lips ' spicy dew ; ¦ ¦ ' Ite cruel flint- * , mth sanguine streaks , her tender dragging limbs embrew . And now the stronger Emir Mis ! with boiling Wood Us - pulses strain j Sfe eye is gorged , and on his brow , blue glistening , heats the throbbing vein ; With one devouring kiss , his last , he wakes fhe drooping lloorish child ; Then flings _himself with _furioos curse , down on the red unsheltered _tiild .
Bat she , amazed , looks round her : — -Ha ! what sight ! 3 Iy lord , a w ak e ! beh o ld , The Heaven , that seemed all brazen , bow , like steel , it glimmers , clear and cold ! The desert ' _sydlow glare is lost ! aU round the dazzling light appears , — It _isa glitter like the sea ' s , that with its breakers rocks Algiers ! It surges , sparkles , like a stream ! I scent its moisture cool from hence ; A wide-spread mirror yonder gleams ! awake ! it is the S 2 e , perchance _, let no ! we travelled south , indeed : —then surely'tis the Senegal , — Or , can it " be the ocean fre _** _-, whose billows yonder rise and _SiU ?
_nhat-BMtar ? Still » ii 3 water ! "Wake ! . 3 _Iy dosuVsS 3-- ready Sang away , — _Mal _^ mylord ! _aadletusc-n , —tliis drafflyiicorchms to _allayj _i-cofflmg draught , a _-freshenins baft , with life anew will nerve onr limbs , Toreach j 0 n fortress towering high , that distance now rath rack bedims . J see aromditsportals gray the crimsonbannere , waving set ; ° J . , --. - .-Ite battled ramparts rough with _speara ; its hoia with _mosiraeaadiai _naret ; all wits roads , with lofty masts , dow _wel-ringi manyo - galley lies ; Oar travellers crowd it 3 rich bazaars , and fill its caravanserais .
* 6 _«^*^! I _* im r _^ t _* ffiftthir 3 t ! --wakeup ! ftetwffight nears . Alas ! _He-nast-d bis eye once more , and groaned , —It is the , _dese-rr ' smociEing glass ! A chvss , the play of spiteful -Sends , more cruel than the S * moom . - _ AE-h oarse , _\^ _' ~ ' l 5 i 5 oa _feaesJ _•*•» _«**» the _djiDiS sbh _njonlikcorsei _•* _lhte onasn _% e land the lloorin Venice haven oft _won-d ieD .: _Oalgemoaa ' _s _k _^ ear ae Capt 3 jn , story fhriffing 8216 _^? - _^ ' _^ _soai-o *** _Jtu-rea on tie may with -tre _mblingpro _,.. ** /* * ¦ ¦ He , slent , _toherpaiace _!^ tie Caress of _BrabanUo . _SrlS _^^^^^ rc _isthfimowmg
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Thy phials , well-imprisoned , hold Bare scents from Eastern spring and nature—By thee on Baltic shores are sold Natolia ' s balms and Persian attar ; Sweet rosewood ' s fleeting unctuous dew ; Rich grains of incense that Azar bore , — From Bagdat camels brought them to Xhe Golden Horn ' s thick-masted harbour . In marts beyond the Adrian Sea , From southern wanderers hast thonbought them Prom Stamboul and Gailipoli Tor sale in northern lands hast brought them . Thy moving show-room glittering lies , Beshone with rays from crystal _glasses ; Gay as the peacock ' s changeful eyes , The counter glows with painted cases . And thou behind them goest thv
wav—Good fortune speed thy wanderings ever ! Slim as the shy gazelles that stray By Taunus on Earasa ' s river . Blue turbaned , tressed with raven hair , Thy placid forehead thought attires : Sce ' st thou in fancy the bazaar Of Smyrna , and its white veiled buyers ? Dream on ! of other scenes and days , And travels long , and distant places ! ¦ What would I ! Ask _' st thou ! Only praise Thy smile , and watch thy native graces ! The above pieces are from his first collection of poems , before he became allied with Young Germany . The first edition was soon exhausted ,- and further editions called for . A further tribute to Ms merit was bestowed , unsolicited , upon the author , in the form of a pension _jfrom the King of Prussia , in
1342 . Although the genuine liberality of _Freiiig-batu ' s political principles was never doubted , he had , up to 1344 avoided any connection with Young Germany . Though BOt blind to fhe evils afflicting liis countrv , nor insensible of the grievances of which his brother Rhinelanders eompLiin , still the turmoil of politics and the strife of partizanship appears to liave had no charm in his eyes ; and the probability is , that ho would have remained contented with his mission as a poet , without adding thereto that of the politician , butforawantonccerciseofpoweronthepai _ofthcodiouscensorsMp . which _^ and ultimately drove him to choose his side , and cast his lot tcitft the people and _aoainst the government .
The grievances complained of by the German people subject tothe Prussian monarchy are any tiling but imaginary . The general complaint isto the effect that the constitution , promised in return for the national efforts in 1813 , has been withheld ; that the hopes of a more liberal policy , thrown out b y the present monarch at his accession , have been found deceptive ; thatthe government persists in treating the people as children , and insists on doing all "for , and nothing by them "—and therefore restrains , in ¦ flie mc _^ vesattous maimer , the freedom of speech and writing ; the latter by a censorship—the former bypersecution of all who dare to cry out against political abuses . It is , moreover , a ground of bitter
complaint , that the Court personally related to the Russian Autocrat , leans decidedly in its political friendships towards that hated power , and zealously represses every syllable of comment on the atrocities it has committed , or the encroachments and violences itis supposed to be still meditating . The Rhinelanders—and Frciiigratk is one—complain , too , of special grievances , and Lave their own peculiar discontents . To all who can write—and their name is legion—the censorship is the most provoking and unbearable of all the powers of the Prussian despotism , and that of Cologne especially , ia very strict and tyrannical It was its interference with the poem we now give which occasioned _rssmGiuiB ' s revolt : —
FIOWEES . Flowers crowd on flowers the undying human tree ; Bv laws cterne they spring successive forth _. Here , stai as one may pale and waning be , There , full and glorious , springs another birth , A ceaseless coming and a ceaseless going , And not an hour inert and fixed both wait ; We see them strown on earth , or newly blowing , And every bloom a people and a state . Even we behold , who go on feet scarce aging , Some dying down , and others rifled sore . Before our eyes the Steppe ' s vulture raging , The Polish rose with greedy talons tore . Stern on her way , the leares of Spain among , Goes History , roaring—say , is tlie to sink ?' Husi yonder other , weak and _cankered long , Bestrew the Bospiiorus , crashing from its brink ?
But near this fading one , whicli from the bough , The spirit of time , with giant force , is shaking , See , joyous , eye-bright , full of sap and glow , To light and life new impulses are breaking ! How rich the shooting growth on every hand I _TVThat stir in branches , old and new , is rife ! How many a bud even we have seen expand , How many burst aloud , in pride of life ! And now , thank God ! within the German bud Stirs something , -too , that seems about to burst " _. Fresh as our Herman by the _Tfeser floou , Fresh as _frQm"WartuurB Luther s hyi it , erst . An impulse old ! but ever newly swelling , Bat still atMrst the sunny beams to taste ; But evermore of spring and freedom telling—0 ! will the bud become a flower at last ? .
Yea , fall of bloom ! Soye will cease to hinder . What must have room to burgeoni free and glad ; _JSor deem what nature brings , than nature blinder , Mere noxious growth , and suckers wild and bad ; So ye will look that no rank mildew sears The noblest leaves , forbids fhe germ to grove ; So ye will cast away the list and shears—If so—ay , thus alone , methinks—if so ! Thou who the folded bloom expanding loosest , 0 breath of spring ! for us breathe hither , too . Thou who all nations' sacred germs uncloses ! - , 0 breath of spring 2 on ours benignly blow ! Oh , from her deepest , stillest sanctuary _. Kiss her awake , to scent , and shine , and bloom I XoraGoa Almighty ! whataflower of glory , This Germany , 'fore all , may yet become !
Flowers crowd on flowers , the undying human tree ; By laws eterne they spring successive forth . Here Still , as one may pale and drooping be , There , full and glorious , springs a newer _birtb , A ceaseless coming , and a ceaseless going—And not an instant soil and dead may stand . We see them strown on earth , ' or newly blowing , And all this future hides the Almighty hand . The second stanza , " as confciimng a . reflection upon a power in friendly relations with Prussia , " . was struck out of this piece when sent for publication to the Cologne Journal ; and the protest on the subject wliich the author addressed to the supreme court at Berlin was declared unfounded . This decided the poet ' s course . _THis first act was to relinquish the
pension bestowed npon him by the Prussian King . He nett devoted some six months ( of tlie past year ) to the _ramposifion of poems-Tall having _^ the same purpose—to announce to his German countrymen his espoiisal of what he had learned , to regard as tiie people's cause . When si sufficient number tod been completed to make a volume , it was secretly printed ai . Mamtz ; and , as soon as it was ready to appear , lbs poet ; , persuaded that he could no longer remain at borne in safety , shook the dust from his feet , and sought an asylum in Brussels . It - was fortunate he did so , as it is stated that the _Krngof Pru _^ himself signed the order for the poet ' s arrest . Thesuccess of his Confession of Faith . " as his volume is styled ,
tas been very great . Seven _^ ousand copies were sold very shortly , although the Government did its best to suppress tiie work . _FimnJORfvra's fraternisation with Young Germany has been an occasion of no small triumph to that party , and of at least equal mortification to the court and ite adherents . ' ! The following , the first announcement of Freili Giuin ' s enlistment in the army of Young Germany is conveyed in a veiy picturesque form . According to old tradition , the neighbourhood ofthe lovely Laacher See , in the Duchy of Berg ( where the poem begins ) , was the scene of Gcnoveva ' s retreat from the cruelty of her husband . The Nun ' s hand , which is supposed to appear from the waters , is also an _appiaition belonging" to tie place :
GOOD MOBMSC ! Down I gazed from Eiffel ' s ridges wooded , As , the moon at full the clouds ' gan break ; Far , and dazzling white , ier lustre flooded laach ' s monastic walls and tranquil lake . Gently breathed low winds along the volley , Leaves and sedges whispered round the strand : From tie flood arose , and beckoned , palely : Fair and dim , the _N-oa ' s mysterious hand ! lake a flower afar it glimmered wlutely , Koie and fdl as heaved tlie water eIow , Bound it mirrored stars were floating brightly ;—"Vvere they charmed from heaven to shine below t Btfll the spotless hand the sign repeated : Shud _' _derinf swelled the wave with surging flow ; lights unearthly through _' the branches fleeted ; O ' er the croBswny leapt the frightened roe .
_^! 7 as 't tie End , that Genoveva moummg , . long _attended and her tears consoled ? _Q ! there seized me thus a sore sweet yc - * a- mng For the holy Fable-world of old ! yearly , then , the pallid hand _ODeying , . Had I followed , to its magic cell : But , with force awaked , myself arraying 'Gainst myself , I rose above the spell . lake and abbey , spires of rock and . turret , "Wood and vale where Genoveva mourned ; __ From the scene , with moonlight glancing o ' er i _^ With , one look , my last , I _fiiialy turned . Hastening thence / by shaded paths , while ever On the leavei the _wildering-ffioonbeams lay ; Toward lie morning , and my native river ;—¦ From the night ) to welcome in tbe day ! So ior real life I left my dreaming ;
Shades and ghosts forsook without a sigh : — _Tondir _, lo * . _*« jj ; : ¦ -3 Mn : ' jl : _\ 5 ' _- ' 'i-:-: ! _v . i -: V— ; _--z :
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Bushed the Rhine ;—and life in motion met mo ! Yes ! _flese shores to life my heart invite ; Nor , like those I left , extend to greet me , ' Spectral bands , and lifeless fingers white . 2 io ! the grasp of welcome undissembling , From that people ' s frank and faithful hands , That , with reverence due , but never trembling , By the mark , Tesolvcd , for justice stands . 0 ! it chased , with ghosts and idle yearning , All of night that on my bosom lay . To my nation , the n , I bade " Good morning I " Next , God willing , shall I bid " Good day J" - - So , " Good morning . " Free I choose my station _VTith the people , and their cause make mine . " Poet , march and labour tcith thy miion !" Thus I read , to-day , my Schiller ' s line . Here is an _an-owshot at the censor ' s _office , labelled _wnzx ?
Some headsmen , lately , says the paper , In honest rage have thrown Away the sword and fatal wrapper , And said— " Enough ' . 'tis done ! A voice within our souls crits Harrow ! _IVe hear it , and give o ' er . Behead your thieves yourselves to-morrow : "We'll head and hang no mors ' . " 0 ! when shall fate so bless the German , That ye who fill a worse Than hangman ' s charge , shall so determine ; And spurn what freemen curse ! And from you hurl the butchering cleaver , And cry " "We loath the stain : _Unlimb us if you trill ; but—never That shame , at least , again !" No ! let him be by Germans rated
From hence , but knave and coward , Whose frigid stabs have mutilated The unprotected word ; Who dares to touch the chosen genius Of all thafs born most free ; Who to the soul , that God within us , The hangman ' s groom will be ! If mind be such a dangerous matter , So be it ! Mind attack . Against it , with your ordnance batter , "With squadrons , charge and hack . But we , our scissors fling devoted To Rhine ' s indignant sweep : — Jf o German now , with fame unspotted , The censor ' s name will keep !
That the inhabitantR of tho lower Rhino are thoroughly German in their feelings was sufficiently evidenced a few years ago when the Gallic _gore-andglory-mongers were vapouring about " regaining the frontier of the Rhine * , " this anti-French feeling , together with the national hatred of Russia , is well shown in the following admirable poem : —
_TITE TWO FLAGS , A Hosel dogger on the Rhine ! 'Twas towed up stream ; the horses panted . And forward , fluttering in the shine , The hoisted ensign boldly flaunted ; Long-streaming landwards overhead , The finest colours , fresh and gaUiard , — . Blue , as I live ! then white , and red , In upright stripes , too , down the halyard ! I stopped , with wondering eyes thrown wide "While from the craft , in saucy chorus , The Frenchmen hailing , loudly cried :
" Ay J look ! the tricolor flies o ' er us . " So ! to myself I growled , —keep still ! At homo it seems you yet speak German ; Lorrainers , bound from Thionville , For France need scarcely make such stir , men I Therewith I let the pennon go ; And soon the hanging branches hid it . Here , on our Rhine , no welcome , though , As God ' s my witness now , I bid it ! And meant it aught _^ upon these "banks , Than peace , as borne on yonder gabbard , I'd join its foemen in the ranks , When German steel has left the scabbard
Let home and country still be first ! But then—no word of _blind-eyed rancour The flag we prize ; and that it burst For freedom way in France , may thank her . Even now 'tis wet with July blood ;—Say where was nobler shed , or bolder _? So , though we'll watch it close— 'tis good To hare a gallant foe to shoulder . And thiis , while keeping France at bay , "With knitted brows , we still esteem her . — At evening ' s close that very day Down stream there rushed a Cologne steamer
"Which fluttering in the twilight bore Displayed , the royal bird of Prussia , And near it , sable spread on or , The eagle double-necked of Russia . That eagle black , which lately tore The * white one ' s heart with talons savage The same that now screams hovering o ' er Free mountain holds , in lust to ravage : The same that Irom its frozen nest Gloats ever round with eye ur . sated ; An 3 , symbol fifc ior tyrant ' s crest , Of all that ' s free is feared and hated !
The same that basely broods , e ' en now , As cateh-pole , on our country ' s borders . To whom , though less than friend—a foe , At heart , —we kneel , and sue for orders 1 "Whose cunning seeks , as friend and guest , Our eagles in his snares to bury ; And found in every German nest , A mission from the Cahnuck eyry . The same ! For this , his bark to-day Upon our vine-clad Rhine he launches ; And wings for Holland , on his way From some of his Germanic branches . For this , loud flapping—silly fowl ! Our eagle speeds to meet him , whirring , And both fly downwards , cheek by jowW As if they both one aim were nearing !
I scowl'd indignant o ' er the strand 3 Thou , Germany . ' the Steppe ' s vassal ? Thou with Siberia band in hand ? Thou bear a Cahnuck ' _s train and tassel ! Thou to the Pole-assassin Czar Kneel down , in fervour of subjection ¦ On Rhine bis son and eagle dare Salute with volleys of affection « Ay ! how they coo , and smirk , and grin ! Ay ! what a cloud of wafted kisses ! Good journey t ' ye I whate ' er you win , "We ' re sure to pay—What slavery this is !
Go ! but the Rhine this greeting sends—Though kings may play at love and favour , Thepeople never will be -friends ! The people will be foes for ever ! Thou patient stream , that bear ' st the brag Of every ensign , French or Russian ! 01 had ' st thou but a German flag In every port from lake to ocean ! One German nation ' s—prompt to check * The Gallic cock ' s too saucy crowing , And prouder from its haughty neck The Russian eag le ' s favour throwing !
No wonder Fbeiugbath has made it perjured King tremble , when he puts into the mouth of Prussia ' s most famous monarch the following bold sentiments : — It chanced ; the other day in Heaven : uprose the King , old Fritz , And rubbed his hands , and snuffed the air , and smote his _hfltbyfits ; Strode to and fro , and glowered round with Aery looks , andgrim , And straight drew up where Blucher stood , and Herr von Stein by him . To ZiethcD , too , and 'Winterfeldt , he beckoned to draw
near ,. They hastened up , and Gneisenau behind them did appear ; Schwerin , the marshal , came ; and Keith , and Scbarnhorstheard the call ! Till Prussia ' s heroes , old and new . were gathered , one and all . mow when he saw them mustered so , "A thousand ¦ plagues , " he said , "It turns me fairly crazy ; zounds ! that I should now ce dead !
That , deuce of all ! I cannot rise this instant in Berlin ! , Twere the very . time for me again I Yfhatl is it uot Schwerin ? " I'd grasp it to some purpose;—ha ! - »> no more as _jvutocr & t , , Ko , sirs ! not now—new times are come , that neeo . a newer state .. . . "Why , even the li _^ ht I shed , was new , and made so quick ablaze , _ , It nearly passed my power to guide ; as mighty as I was . 'So , sirs ! but what I did by words , I made inaction
seen ; And all tliat mighty period since , that dates from year thirteen , . , .
Would serve but as a groundwork ( true , a broad , in * posing base !) , _^ "Whereas' to-day , with bold design , a modem Btate ia
VfllCP . "For Modern Time , that more demands than treachery and cheat : / imo ~ n For modern time , that move demands than to * _*** - _<¦ mere That a £ luid more _wU ! have , at last , than lihim and sound can do , . „ _„ - That asks to breathe at last , and will breathe deep ana freely too ; _, . "Good Lord ! this cheated Germany ! And none w avenge its wrong ! . ,.,.,, , „„ And none to help it to its right , by fraud withheld so long ! . Each promise sworn to it , and broke , severely _W- _^ _TreadKarebad under foot , and spurn Vienna s scinsn pact ! t t ' i " I'd do . it ! iow their protocols and snares this liana should maul ' . . States of the realm—one German Law—free Justice seen of all ;
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And speech for all as free ! By Heaven . ' thus would I clear the ring-Ay e ! thorough would I drive , by Jove ! as sure as I ' m the King ! " _Thst were a bomb ! What then f It might run cross a year or so ; But all would come to right at last : I'd end it well , I know . And if the storm did gather round , and thunder , fire , and blood . ¦ Why I , a King , would KingB defy for such a people ' s good ! " And when the storm was laid , how full of sun the land would be 1 A free united happy land , a great strong Germany 1 Thus after storms tho rainbow hangs the shifting clouds
beyond—And lungs the people ' s compact sign—a real German bond ! "For a noble stream the people is ; who dares his life confide To its strong wave , and scan its depths , and boldly trust its tide ; With joyous sound it bears aloft , and floats him bravely on ; And only sweeps , without remorse , tho weak and coward down . "Andme 'tivotild bear : —me , too , 'twould speed—Ha Blucher ! is't not so ? Another age the people ' s King— even more than mine should know 1 And when I died , they'd mourn my loss , and bless my name aloud . " " Aye , would tliey , please your Majesty J" the heroes said , and bowed .
The reviewers , both in the Athenaeum and Tait ' s Magazine , deplore the fact that FKEiLioitArn has hecome a political poet . In the former of these publications the reviewer says— "We need not discuss tlio opinion of those who maintaia that every poet should be an organ for the spirit of his time , and , therefore , lend his voice and arm to its civil interests . * * * This _^ not our creed : we b elie ve that anoth er vocation is designed for both the poet and his work : — that he is apt to go astray in the troubles of party , that rougher weapons may suffice for this strife . ' and
that the sweet voice of song was not made for its harsh discords . * ¦ * * There may , indeed , be occasions when oven the singer , for the sake ofhis convictions and tho love of his country , may be forced , in evil days , upon a struggle , in which his muse is all soiled and tattered ; but the lovers of his art , allowing that such cases may arise , will at least be permitted to lament that thero should be times in which this sacrifice of his peculiar gifts may become a painful duty . " The reviewer in Tail takes a like view of the question , but fortunately answers himself , and , indeed , his brother objector too . lie admits
that—There may he better alms even than the highest poetical excellence , _gOOd as fhat flim may te . Thereinay be times in which it is the duty of every honest man to g ive up all else for the vindication of what he believes to be just and right . The poet who hears a call from above , ordering him to take part in the warfare for a holy cause , and who , ' thereupon , - putting off his shining garments , clothes himself in the dress fitted for a rude struggle , is an object of admiration ofa nobler kind than his peculiar vocation could havo entitled him to . Surely such " times" aro the present ; surely the " occasions" allowed by the Atlienasum exist at this juncture ; when the great German people , divided and separated , are mado the prey of contemptible beggarly princes , whose wretched tyrannies are only an / lm'ml nnnoiien * . \ i * ay \ t . cw 1 _««» . \\\ , 4 _* l \ r \ _Un * . A ** rk + n _t \ ¥ + lin _mwvwubu _tu _UjJ _fJJ Hi * l / A
_**»»» _" « _jj _. v _^ * . _uajUUUbD w ** . Austrian and Prussian despotisms , * when those desp otisms are allied with the bloody autocracy of Russia to stem'tho progress of free principles , making Germany the informer , gaoler , and executioner of Polish , Italian , and Swiss liberty ; when kings have violated the solemn pledges , on the faith of which the millions poured out their blood like water to save those regal perjurers ; when the wealth-producers arc driven to insurrection by lack of bread , and cannon and chains are the only remedies prescribed for their sufferings ; when the German mind is chained down by a _tj-rannical censorship , and all its aspirations for the right , the good , and the true , are choked by the strong red-hand of luiigly tyranny ; when , in short , the muzzle is on the mouth , the sword hews down the
pen , patriots languish in prison , and poets sing the strains of their father-land in exile—surely these arc days when the bard may not only" be pennitted to throw himself into the political arena to combat for the right ; but more than that , he is surely enjoined to do so , if he would not be a traitor to his most holy trust—a renegade to tlie mission for which heaven has endowed him with a gift the moat glorious humanity canknovf . We protest against the doctrine that poets , when they take to political themes , necessarily make a sacrifice of their genius . The writer in Tait should remember Burks ? " Scots _'R-b . a _hae wi' "Wallace bled , " which has jaado the name of its author familiar from Indus to the Pole , __ and , strange a 3 it may _anneai * . it _i ' s this hvmn—AntiJfiWlisi . _tlimiorh if .
liftthatof all his lyrics is the _-best known and _appreciated in England . _Agtiin , it is . _Oiss'SEix ' s political pieces on . _Poland , Greece , _Ac ., particularly his " Pleasures of Hope , " a political production from beginning to * end , which will mainly-cause his name to l > c remembesad in the list of British poets . Some of the best . productions of tho first of Irish poets , Moobb , _ase notoriously political — even " Lalln _Rookh'fis brimful of politicsunder ihe rose . _Smai . E's- ' s noblest production , " Queen Mab , " is a manifesto against the . present order of things political , social , _and-rehcious _. imditiswelllmown'tnatthis'wasiiotliis only political . production . Turning to other
countries , it will aiot be disputed ; that the only poets America has . yet produced , whose effusions are destined to live , . arc those who have devoted themselves to the AntwS ] _avery cause . 5 Bie writers in tlio Atlienasum wd Tait must have altogether forgotten Bkkanoer , the prince of political poets . ; and , lastly , where is there a piece of poetical composition whicli has the world-wide fame of the Marsefllaise Hymn ? But we must conclude : before we do so , however , we cannot resist the temptation to repeat Freikgiuiu ' s beautiful hymn "freedom and Bight . " Our readers , we dare say , wall not < guarrel with the repetition , particularly as thefollowing is a diSercnt translation to that which appeared in our Christmas Garland : —
FBEEDOM AXD _JBIOHT . Oh ! say not , believe not , the gloom of the grave For ever _has-elosed upon Freedom ' s glad light , For that sealed are the lips of the honest and brave , And the scoracrs of baseness are robbed of their right , Though the true to their oaths into exile are driven , Or , weary of wrong , with their own hands have given Their blood to their jailers , their spirits to Heaven—Yet immortal is Freedom ; immortal is right , Freedom and Itight I Let us not be by partial defeats disconcerted ; They will make the grand triumph more signal and _.- bright ; Thus whetted , our zeal will be doubly exerted ,
And the cry be raised louder of Freedom and Right ! For these two are one , and they mock all endeavour Of despots their holy alliance to sever , Where there ' s Itight be ye sure there are freemen , and ever , ¦ Where freemen are found will God prosper the Right . Freedom and Kight ! And let this thought , too , cheer us—more proudly defiant The twins never bore them in fight after fight , Never breathed forth a spirit more joyous and buoyant , Making heroes of dastards in nature ' s despite . Hound the wide earth they ' re ' marching ; their message they ' ve spoken , And nations leap up at the heart-thrilling token ; Forthe serf and the slave they have battled , and broken Tbe fetters that hung upon black limbs and white , Freedom and Bight . ' And battle they still , where the voice of earth ' s sorrow Tells of wrongs to avenge , of oppressors to smite ; And conquerors this day , or conquered to-morrow ,
Fear ye not , in the end they will conquer outright , 01 to see the bright wreath round their victor brows shining , All the leaves that are dear to the nations combining , ' Erin ' s shamrock , the olive of Hellas entwining With the oak leaf , proud emblem of Germany ' s might ! Freedom and Right ! _Thers are tore aching _bosomsarid dim eyes _ofweepec 3 ¦ Will be gathered to rest eretliat day see the light ; But ye two will hallow : the graves of the sleepers , 0 2 ye blest ones we owe to ' . thcm , Freedom and Bight ! Fill your glasses meanwhile- —To the hearts that were true , boys , . To the cause that they loved when the storm fiercest blew , boys , - Who had wrong for their portion , but won right for you , boys , Drink to them , to the Right , and to Freedom through Right !
. Freedom through Right ! ' Notforhisownprofit--notf 6 rlii 3 ' own peace—not for his individual prosperity , _FuEiuoiuTn has taken his stand with the many against the few . He has done so , hot moved thereto by a boyish impulse , which , the first flush of enthusiasm over , might leave buna changed man . ' At the mature age : of forty , ne has decided , after long deliberation ; that it was a duty he owed to his- country and , mankind to make the sacrifice of renouncing all for liberty , and heroic ally the offering'has been made . - Likie all poets , he 18 , ire _beliovo ; not too rioh in the _Wbrld ' 6 wealth , vet
he has renounced his pension . Like all Germansand especially German poets—he loted his home , yet that home and country he has forfeited . His disinterested conduct and his great genius combine to make his accession to Young Germany a matter of vast importance to that party , and of scarcely less importance i to the general cause of Freedom . Honour to _Feudlvasd Fbeiuobath ! ' His name inscribed _upen the list of their " household gods" will be revered by the lovers of liberty in all nations ; and Englishmen will certainly not bo the last to do homage to the Poet of the Rhine .
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The Orphan; Or, Memoirs Of Matilda. —Pai...
THE ORPHAN ; OR , MEMOIRS OF MATILDA . _—Paiits VIII . and IX . By Eugene Sue . London : T . C . Newby , 72 , Mortimer-street , Cavendishsquare . This is a wonderful book : wc loathe the subjectwe are pained beyond all power of expression at reading the perusal of tales of horror wliich we would fain believe not to be possible , yet wo are constrained to read on . The revolting pictures of male and female monsters , drawn by tlio author , although wo have never known such—and , wc trust , never shallare , we fear , portraits of 110 imaginary beings , but those of actual liviii « wretches spawned into being by the impurities of fashionable life , and the vices of our social system . Tho knowledge which M . Sue evidently possesses of the female heart is most amazing . woman ' s iove .
Oh ! there is in the iuvincible love of woman a feeling of magnificent charity—too exalted for the intelligence and tV . eulties of the vulgar to comprehend . The more a woman suffers , the more desirous is she to spare suffering to him who occasions her own , and she puts in practice with a pious resolution , that precept of the gospel , which is so sublime a one in its simplicity , " Do not unto others what you would not should be done unto you . "
_UUSBAXD ASD WIFE . — THE CUSTOMS OP SOCIETY DESTBDCIIVE OF LOVE ASD HAPPINESS . Aud you would wish that it should be you ! you ! alwayi yon ! so that at last both you and I should be covered with ridicule ? Ah , madame , if you had not a manner so freezing and disdainful , you would be sufficiently surrounded to find many an arm instead of mine—there arc a thousand little innocent coquetries perfectly allowable in tlio world by which a woman is permitted to seclf amongst the men who surround her thoso attentions
which a husband could not shew without being pointed at—but no ! yon shew a degree of sullenness and hauteur that drives away every one from you . And—then—you complain of being isolated ' . If I were to do as you do , what would become of me , I should be one of tliose uiu happy , jealous husbands , who never speak to a _womauj never budge from the entrance of the door . * # # * And what is the consequence ! That those hind of husbands are ridiculed , 0 , my dear , for you and for myself , I am . pike decided always to avoid acting in that manner .
"Ancl so , " I exclaimed ivith bitterness , "I am to submit without complaining to these strange laws of scrie _* y , which consider it a sovereign impropriety in a husband to occupy himself with his wife , and to pay those attentions to her which he lavishes upon others ! Singular custom which impresses , as it were , the stamp of good breeding upon the appearance of infidelity , which brands with ridicule every legitimate and natural attention ' . "
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PUKOH-PAKt XLV 1 II . London : Punch Office , 92 , Fleet-street . " Midsummer is come , and with all its other glories —its sun and flowers—the pomp of groves , and garniture of fields—brings with it that additional blessing to the human f _amily—asoiuee _voluju' of Puscn . " " And mankind—it delights us to avow the ennobling truth—mankind is touched with gratitude for the felicity 1 Mr . Gibbo . v , who wrote about those homicidal and 'burglarious rascals , the _Pvoraaus , deemed it a matter for his especial thanks , that he was born the member of a civilised nation—that ho was not born a Hottentot Gibbo . v , to be girdled with ovine offal—not an Esquimaux _GinBOx , with a fishbone through his nostrils—but an English Gibbox , inheriting the decencies of broad cloth * and silken hoso , and privileged for rump steaks and port , like any other Christian gentleman . In the like way let the present generation of -men express a rapturous
thanksgiving that they live in the printing days of Puscn ! Let them , _hovoYcr , not be vain , glcyio _* u 3 , or arrogant in their happiness . No , whilst the small tear of gratitude twinkles in their right eye for a peculiar blessing , let tliem think with mournful pity —with affectionate tenderness , on the benighted condition of their forefathers . For they , poor souls , lived not in the typographic days of Puscn !" Such is the opening of the prefaco tothe eighth volume of Punch , which closes in this part ; in which is also contained the first number of the ninth volume . : The whole preface—which by the by , instead of preceding the volume , comes in at the conclusion , but all things are allowable to Fundi— -is excellent , and we are strongly tempted to give it entire , but cannot find room . The -contents of this psxt , both literary and artistic , are all that could be desired . From the first number of the volume now commenced , wc give the following excellent article : —
SHE ARGUMESI OF THE KSI 0 L . Mr . Roebuck has , at least , done one good thing . He has caused a gve . it fall in the price of duellingpistols . In a few years , and such social instruments will be only so much old iron . Hah _' -triggers ,, -at least a few samples , will hep-reserved by the Moyricks and other virtuosi among tho weapons of a by-gone time—df an extinct age of barbarism . They will take their place with the scalping knife of the Red Man . A few nights since Mr . Roebuck , in his place in the House -of Commons , flung - ; some hard words at the Irish Reneal Members and their creat Cham ,
O'Counell . There are few who can deny the truth of < the assertions of the Member for Sath : but then , it is said , truth is not to bo spattered-about in tha material of dirt . The Irish Sepeal . Members—the mild " sucking-doves" of _Coaciliation Hall—ihe orators , who -when speaking of the Saxon , link nameless phrases _together—pret-fy and innocent * as chains of daisies made .-by children—these , the sensitive and soft-spoken , when truth is to be dealt _outtupon them , woidd have it very mild and . sweet , indeed ! They _woidd-invoke Truth , as the poet invokesJ-SpriDg .. _* — "
"Veiled in . a shower of roses ,-soft descend ! And when truth _comes-i-sot in such odoriferous stream , but in a shower of mud—tho sufferers , on > the instant , _shout'for gunpowder _to-sweetenthem from what they call the pollution . An Irish ltepealer . may deal in the syllables • miscreant "— "liar" —" coward "' renegade "— " -traitor : * " no word can be too dirty for his tongue when assailing the Saxon-: when , however , comes the ium of the Saxoa to reply , he must _respond . after Carnival-fashion ; with nothing harder than sugar-pluma . A sweep attacks you with _handfuls of soot from a bag that seems inexhaustible , —
and you-are not to take the fellow by the collar , and shake him into seme sense of decency : no , you are to fling nothing at him mere offensive than egg-shells filed with rose-water . Jf you do , Ms honour is hit ; his ermine-skinned reputation is stained , and" blood and wounds !"—he roars for pistols ! Mr . Roebuck thus denounced the Repeal _worshlppers of O'Connell : —" Thoso who follow such a leader deserve little respect either for their position or their intellect . " Whereupon , the gunpowder Member for Sligo , Mr . Somers , writes a note to Mr . Roebuck
asking" Are you prepared to justify these words { these words are underlined )! The meaning of the words Ihave underlined I am sure you are too well read _( Q the Cjil histories of chivalry to misinterpret , " Ha , Mr . Somers ! the days of such chivalry , if not gone , are fast going : for Mr . Roebuck—vulgar man ! —docs not submit himself to the chance of being killed for speaking a hard , unpalatable verity , but calls up the letter-writer before the House for breach of privilege , and is praised and p atted on the back by the Prime Minister and others for his trae courage _. Whereupon , Mr . Somers dees not offer a pistol at Mr , Roebuck , but an apology ; a wiser and a better thing . It has been urged , that since Mr . Roebuck will not fight , he _oucht not , by his abusive powers , to render
himself obnoxious to a challenge . Mr . Roebuck is no general favourite of ours . He is too " splenetic and rash" —besides being a little too much tainted with the conceit that he was sent into the world as the world ' s sole Mentor . We do'kot always approve of Mr . Roebuck ' s language : certainly , were wc to select an epithet for him , wc should not borrow tliat applied to Homer ; no we , should not call him " the _polden-montned" Roebuck . "But this defect , we submit , is the greatest argument against the sheer folly , the inexpressible stupidity of duelling . We will mippose Mr . Roebuck lo possess ten times his present amount of vituperation : we will imagine hhn to be worthy the envy of even O'Connell himself ; we will think the member for Bath a sort of humtm
cuttle-fish , blackening , when he lists , all around him . Well , had he even Irish charity to defend his bad words by a worse weapon , the pistol—would not the man he had recklessly , most unjustly abused , be a fool " ofhonour , " stillafool—to give his libeller the chance of shooting him he had outraged ? Thank heaven ' . the opinion of the world is fast becoming a surer test of a man ' s honour , than liair-triggers . 7 At _theraoment we write , there lies another victim to the stupidity of " gentlemanlike satisfaction . " Another duellist lies in " his bloody shroud . " From the evidence of Mrs . Hawkey on the inquest , we come at a strange code of honour recognised in the Army . She states that the victliK , Mr . Seton , followed her with * dishonourable importunities ; in the course of which he
observed"Whatever your husband says _to-me , I shall not go out with him ; it is impossible / )) ' a cavalry man to mix _liiinselftipwitft an infantry man . " . Thus , an adultorci _* —a . scoundrel of any . dye—according to this precious code , is not to give what he himself considers gentlemanlv satisfaction , if he , the villain , be ii " aavalry man . He is to be saved from punishment by his horse . The argument is unworthy of the intelligence even ofthe quadruped ! The last few davs have done mortal harm to the principle of " gemlcraanly satisfaction . " . Potentates have in their time caused " Ultima ratio regum" to be inscribed on their murderous cannon , lhe "Inst argument of kimrs 2 " In like manner pubhc opinion is fast _tracint _; on the duelling-pistol— Ultima ratio dultorum ! The last argument of _fool 3!—Pk « _cJ . Anew volume just commoncing affords a favourable _opportunity for new subscribers "to enroll thcii iwuks _iii / _Jie K & _fcf / V _*« _AV _K-. _vh . _ Wo hear •¦•• _**
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worth , that wc could wish it a circulation as wide aa the _domiuions of Queen _Vicronu , " on which tlie sun never sets !"
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ow . nrsuso asd yovsg _irzuab . An Irish _Legend . By Barneu Maguire . Asy now , boys , and I'll tell yc a story . There was wanst updh a time a f undhurin' big joiant called Dan that kep' all Ireland under his thumb , and did just . 13 he plasod without axin any body ' s lave but hia own . A schaming ould fellow lie was ' by all accounts , for , though lie was big an' ugly enough to aim aa honest living , he liked far bctthcr to go shooting * about tbe country , with a bag at his back , beggin ' ha ' pence up and down from tho poor people " for the love of God and Ould Ireland ; " though 'twas well known he didn't care a t / _enrn-nccjiffor the one or the other . Thin , if any body daarcd to refuse _civine
him something towards "the rint , " as ho used to call tho money he gathered this way , he'd abuse bim and call him all manner of ondaccnt names before tha neighbours , and so , bedad , bctunc bi'a _' . " . cying _ and bullying , he gotthc upper hand of tho _pe-mie antirely , and lived like a fightin' cock , atiiig ' . _iml uhnnking of the best , and splittin' his sides laughing at the poor fcols that he humbugged to their very faces . Well , at l . _i 3 t he got as inipiucnt and owdacious as a tinker ' s dog , saving your presence , and nothing would sarvo him but a line house , which he called " C 01 _lsUlyati 0 H _*« hall . " by way ofa _alyjoke agin thcs . 7 _^ cratkehs that built it for him .
There he sat furninst the door , as bould as ball beef , with an ould Tara-hill eaii & ecni on his head , and a harp in lus fist , playing up " The Repalc Jigg , " and talking all sorts of rawmawsh _^ stories about " Ould Ireland" and " Herrydethorrary bonsmin . " In course , tho faster he played the faster came ia " the rint , " and maybe he didn ' t humour the music , and twanglc the strings ofthe oiildharp up and down , and in and out , and back _' _ards and for ' ards , till ho had half Ireland dancin ''' The Rcnalc fe . "
Hows _' evcr . there was a boy fhat the ould joiant had hired to clane his shoes , and go round with the hat to collect " the rint ; " this chap ' s name was " Young Ireland , " and well becomes him . He takes an ldaya into his head that he could play " The Repale _Jigg " as well as Dan himself , and so one day he comes up to him where he was sittin' fair an' asy upon tho throaty-stone of Limericlc , tuning his harp , and " Give us that harp , Dan , " - says lie . " What for 1 " savs Pan , lookin' mighty hard afc
"Toplay upon , " says Young Ireland . "Iflaf _* _- ther . myself I'm as good a hand at it as you , or at laste I can larn . " " Lam your granny to milk ducks , young man , '' answers the joiant . " Tho people arc getting tired of your old tunes ' , Dan—they want something new ; so you ' d better give mc the harp , " observes tho consulted chap . . " You'd better thry and tako it , " says Dan , smiling quite pleasantly at him . * _, " Here goes then , " cries Young Ireland , making a grip at the instrument ; but , before he could lay liould of it , Dan fetched him a kick in the sate ofhis smallclothes that , saving your presence , lifted tho hat oj-fhis head . " I beg vour pardon , sir , " says Dan ; " no _offeaoe , I hope . " " " Tiii " None in the world" answera young Ireland , who
, was completely cowed , and never again offered to touch tho harp—of the Irish giant . " Doings" ox inn _Rauroads . — The advertisement of a _newly-pvojccted west country railway announces the _ckairnian of tho provisional committee by tha name of _Jlotue Browne . Wc know nothing oi the merits of this individual , but a good many have already been done Jroi «» on the Parliamentary gridiron , and the shareholders of agood many others will hereafter say to themselves—how green ! A Competent Wiinbbb . — A lawyer recently _tcetifvinginoncof the New York Courts of j ustice , in relation to aman's sanity , said , " I havo no doubt of the old gentleman being perfectly sane at the timo referred to , as I recollect that he refused to pay my costs . "
_TUE PIACAD _* L _* E _PSiliATB , _Thilpotts , whose lip with rage ne ' er _ciuivered , _Vfhose pen with gall was ne ' er _ernbued , Another charge has just delivered , In his peculiar placid mood . ' S t ill , when this " placid" priest _explores , Blank _cartridges he use 3—never ; No—ball ns woll as powder londs Each charge he deigneth to deliver ! _SoMEinwc worth . TnTisa at . — ' ' Brougham is , let ¦ thein say what they wiU , " said Davy _llu-e , " a great law reformer . " " Veiy good , " allowed Charley Pearson ; "but if so , why doesn't he try his nana upon the Recorder ?" _SMEriNo in Gninicn . —Perhaps tne most _eufiots
things about St . Philip's Chapel , Winchester , are the ancient stall seats , now affixed tothe wall ofthe antechapel ; these have their seats so fixed upon hinges ,, thafc those , who sit in them can only maintain theic position by balancing themselves with care , and rest ingtheirelbows onthescatarms ; so _thatifthemonka who used them dropped asleep during divine service * the seats came forward and . pitched them headlong upon the floor ; _naj _* , if they only dozed and noddedtt the least in the world , the hard oaken seat clapped ! against the hard oaken back , and made a noise JoikH enough to attractithe attention of the whole audience Nothing ever was more cleverly contrived to keep people awake in _church . P / imr asd thb Compass . — " Can't you steer V said the captain of a vessel to a son of Erin " _Tbea douce a betther hand at the tiller in all Kinsale , *** said Barney braggingly , " Well , so far so good , ' "
said the captain . " And you know the points of _thea compass , I suppose ? " " A compass ' . by my soul , it ' sa not alone a compass , but a pair 0 ' compasses , I have / that my brother , the carpinthur , left nie for a keep * sake whin he wint abroad : but , indeed , as for thoo points o * thim , I can't say much , for the _cluldcr spyltlt thim intirely , boring holes in the ilurs . " Pin asd Fox . —The grave of Mr . Fox , in Westt minster Abbey , is within eighteen inches of that ofoj Mr . Pitt . Sir Walter Scott ' s lines on the two grcatct _rii-al statesmen , are as beautiful as they arc approo * priatc : -Where—taming thought to human pride—The mighty chiefs sleep side by side , Drop upon Fox ' s grave the tear , Twill trickle to his rival's bier : O ' er Pitt ' s the mournful requiem sound , And Fox ' s shall the notes resound . The solemn echo seems to
civ—Here let their di 3 _eord with them cie ; Speak not for these a separate doom , Whom late made brothers in a tomb ; But _SOai-cli the land of liTing men , Where wilt thou find their like again ? A _Descmpiiox 0 ? " _ETEnsm : "—An Ametk & W preacher exclaimed to his hearers— " Eternity ! whjhj you don't know the meaning of that word , nor t 1 either , hardly . It is for ever and ever , and five ox oj six everlastings a-top of that . You _jiiighi place b t row of figures from here to sunset , and cipher _tha-OBO all up , and it wouldn't begin to tell how many _agesjes long eternity is . Why , my friends , after _millionsmE and trillions of years had rolled away in eternity , ii il would be a hundred thousand years to _Ijreakiasfcs time . "
A PEINCELY HERO . Quoth Albert , at the Apsley feed , A warrior true I am , indeed , Though answering not to battle ' s call , I ' m grand vid " powder" and viu "hall . " WniiRE was Edek ? —A Scotchman _matiifainecnc that the Garden of Eden was _ceitainy placed ii ii Scotland . For , said he , have wc not , " all within iin ! a mile of one another , Adam ' s Mount , ihe _Elyaiaraia-Piehls , Paradise Place , and tbe city of Ellen-burgh . _§ h ?! The _Svelime asd ras _PiiDicui . _t VS . —It lias Ofcttfitei been stated , that from the forma- to the latter cr t : these positions but one step intern _nesf \ . pernaps ths th following extract from a recent speech might _witwit greater accuracy come nnder the denomination en c : Bathos . Itwas made during the period . that a da de : bate was pending on the construction of _^ a new _turnunii
pike through the section of Virginia : — _"Whifhil ! Europe is convulsed in civil discords , and her _eispirepire : tremble with internal c « mmotion ; and while he he ; astronomers mount the wings of their _iniaginationcionii and soar through the ethereal world , pursuing thoithoii course from planet to planet , anil from system tm fl system , until they have explored tho vast eternity uty < i space—let us direct our attention to a read more too iui mediately in our own neighbourhood . " Surely " tt " tl force of fancy could no further go" than from the tac tai ofa comet to a Virginian turnpike' It takeskes higher flight even than the following specimen of tiof tl : Bathos which we give from _mi-iuory . It is , * flis , v believe , by Professor Porson : — " Since mountains _sink to vales , ant ! valleys die , ie , And sens _and-rivers mourn their s . _s-jreos dry , -, When my old cassock , " *> _W' 8 ¦• We \ eli _ilivine , " is out at elbows—why should I repino V
A Qvibtcs for Cross Babies . — B _$ tms wo 1 W 0 n not mean knocking their brains out against the beie be : post , nor anything-ef the sort . Nor . do wo me * rat giving than paregoric , Daffy ' s Elixir , Dalby ' s _Cis Cs minative , Godfrey ' s Cordial , black drop , or anyotbyotk poison . The only requisite to quiet a squallinallin squealing , miserable little wrctcli of a baby , is , _tlis _, tl : it shall possess a nose . In the midst of its _scrcascroai ing , press your finger gently and repeatedly acr * acr _* the cartilege of that useful organ , and iu less _thss tb ] two minutes it wiU be asleep . The eastern pap pan from whence this important discovery is derivderiy - says in one minute , but we allow two , to prevent _trcnt a : disf . ppolntinent ,
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Northern Star (1837-1852), July 5, 1845, page 3, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ns/issues/ns4_05071845/page/3/
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