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miDIXAXD FREILIGRATH . Oar readers may remember that in our Ckrktmas Cxrl-sHd , for 1814 , there appeared a glorious liberty sons , entitled "Freedom and Right , " from the pen t , f atelobrated Germanpoet , Ferdixasd Fueilichaih ; tvo !« vc now to request their attention to some fnrjber specimens of his poetry , together with a far j-ariK-siars of las pnMic career . Vfe are indebted to fail ' s Magazine and the A&emczun for the means Of jm&iig our friends aequaiutwl with the history and saenu of this s loriois prct : —" Ferdixaxd Fkeihciuin was born in Westphalia , a 3 one of Lis own poaus informs us , some forty years ago , and appears after having enjoyed the advantage of no mean education , to hare been started in life with the prospect
of Lcttming a merchant . In the prosecution of his car-XT he was drawn to the great maritime cities of ilollnnd and Xorth Germany , and there became faaiiliar with the aspects of a more adventurous life , a » l with thoseocean thoughts and wonders whiclifill jnaiiy of nis earlier poein 3 . The stir and strangeness of ihtsc great emporiums—the wanderers , meeting there from the remotest comers of the earth , with accounts and productions of other zones ; the inward l # ami ships , bleached and stained with the suns and ttsvcs of Indian seas ; the vessels leaving harbour for countries , the very names of which sound like voices
in dreams to the dweller far inland ; these influences seem first to have excited the imagination , and in-Htiro'l the utterance of the young poet . Throughout oil liis poems may be felt a lonsing to roam amidst distant regions ; a wild adventurous craving to escape from the commonplaces around him , and behold , face to face , new scones and more picturesque forms of existence . We have little donlit that this natural bhs of a highly imaginative temperament , combined vith great energy of tone , wa 3 Quickened by the circumstances of his life at the " critical period of its Intellectual development . At what precise time , after having first ventured forth with occasional
pieces m newspapers and annuals , he renounced all farther notions of commercial life , and betook himself to literature as a profession , we have not learned . His name had been known in Germany , as attached to several poems of striking originality , and had begun to 1 « looked for as one of no ordinary promise , for some time before the appearance , about five years ago , of the little volume containing the first series of lus collected pieces . From this moment his position was determined . We do not know what rcceniion the book met from criti cs ; It soon made itself 3 place , as every genuine utterance of power , earlv < , r fate iviu , m the hearts of its readers ; and FicUisraib ,-without in&oe noct station , or patronage , by tie mere life and colour of his little unfriended book , was at once placed ^ with universal applause-, amongst ilse lyric poets of Germanv . "
Of . us earlier poetry , the same writer ( in Tail ' s M , « i : ine ) says :- "The East , with all its mingled splendour and devastation , fierce and beautiful , like lhc children of its deserts , seems , for some of his freest years , to have attracted him with an imps c almost snpernatural . The poems which its impressions have produced arc certainly his best . 3 jiere is something absolutely marvellous in the naiifyaml vividness wherewith this region , which lis nas never visited , except in fancy , has possessed lis nund . It seems present to him at crerv niomnnt .
in all its various features , with a distinctness that rour Brahmin would explain by the metempsychosis . £ nr seme generations , indeed , if such vranderin £ s vtrc true , the migrations of the poet ' s soul might tare been wholly amongst Berbers and Bedouins . His poems rustic with the waviug of palms , glow vlih the fervour of an African sky , breathe the hot air of the desert , and fasten upon you with all the teatkicss terror which , overcomes a wayfarer in that asrful laud . " la confirmation of the above we give tlie followin " terrible , yet beautiful picture of the bumiu » , boundless desert : —
A 3 o ' er ihe hafbonr . gay with flags , my restless eyes araiidcringgo ; 3 at thine , with laughing glances , sect the plume that droops across my brow ! "Fain of thv deserts would I hear , while waves are gurgling roan-1 the boat ; foae I paint me something of the land from whence that ostritch tuft was brought . " Eios wilt I I shade my trow awhile beneath thenollow of my hand : let & ! i tie curtain of thine eyes : lo ! there the desert ' s glowing sand ! Vjk caaip ; ug places of the tribe that gave me hirth , thine eve discerns ; Ssre , in her sun-scorched widowg ' -weed , around thee , now , Zahara burns .
th * travelled through the Iaon-landf Of hoofs and daws ye see the prints ; Ttoliuctoo ' s caravan ! the spear for on the horizon , yonder , glints ; TSavcteeners ; purple through the dust streams out the Einir ' s princely dress ; Aaslsrave , with sober statsUhcod , the camel ' s head o'erlocks the press . la serried troop , where Band and sisytogother melt , they hurry © n ; itaadv in the snlphursous mist , the lurid distance gulps them down ; let , by the riders'track , too well ye trace the flying on-¦ ward host ; Pall thicily marked , the sand is strewn with many a thiug their speed lus lost .
El * first—a dromednry , dead—a ghastly milestone , marks their course ; ?« died on the hulk , with naked throats , two vultures Tcrd , s&rieldng hoarse ; Ana eager for the meal delayed , von costly turban little heed , hst h ; an Arab yQUth , and left in their wild journey ' s desperate speed . Sow tote of rich caparisons the thorny tamarisk bushes strew ; Aal nearer , drained , and white with dust , a water-skin rent through and through : THkj ' s he that kicks the gaping thing , and f urious stares , whh quivering lid I It k the black-haired Sheik , who rules the land of Biledulgtrid .
Be dosed the rear ; the courser fell , and ' east himoff , and fled away ; RD panting to Ms girdle hangs his favourite wife , in wild dcray ; Dew flashed her eye , as , raised to selle , at dawn she smiled upon her lord ! X * through the wastes he drags her on , as from a baldric trails a snrord ! She sultry sand that but by night tho lion ' s shaggy tail beats down , She hair of yonder helpless thing now sweeps , in tangled
tresses strown ; It gathers in her flow of locks , burns up her sweet lips ' spicy dew ; Its crad flints , with sanguine streaks , her tender dragging limbs embrew . Aal now fiie stronger Emir Hals with boiling blood his pulses strain ; Bs eye is gorged , and on his brow , blue glistening , beats the throbbing vein ; THfli one devouring kiss , his last , ho wakes the drooninz Moorish child ; luen flings himself , with furious corse , down on the red unsheltered wild .
Sat she , amazed , looks round her : —Ha ! what sight ? My lord , awake ! behold , Ihs Heaven , that seemed all brazen , how , like steel , it Rlnamers , clear and cold ! «* desert ' s yellow glare is lost ! all round the dazzling light appears , — «'» a glitter like the eea ' s , that with its breakers rocks Algiers ! 11 sages , sparkles , like a stream ! I ecent its moisture cool from hence ; a « iac-sprcad mirror yonder gleans ! awake ! it is the Kil » , perchance . ietW . we travelled south , indeed : —then surely'tis the Senegal . — U * can it bs the ocean free , whose baiows yonder rise andfcu ?
TTfeatinaiier ? San'tis water : TTake ! MycloattalrM'l-i SaaSairay , — ¦ avake , mj ] uru i ^ j kt ^ ^ —tliis deadly scorching to allnv ! A oooHng draught , a freshening bath , with life anew will nerve our lhnhs , So reach joa fortress towering high , that distance now with rack bedims . I see around itsportals gray the crimson banners , waving la battled ramparts rough with epears ; its hold with mosque and naaaret ; " ^" S * 1 * loft * ma 3 t ^ doir rockioe ' many 8 Oia- Irav Jlars crowd its rich bazaars , and fill its caravan-Gerais .
¦ Beloved : Iam fatotwlth thirEtt-wikeTOt tintiri&fat nc = i ? . Aks ! 119 *** once more ' ona B «> aned ,-It is tte desert's mockin » glass ! A casat , the play of ' spUeM fiends , more cruel than the Smoom .-Al ! hoarse , Us 9 << tf . I * -l : _ thc vision fades ! she sank , the dying girl . upon his corse ! —Thasofhis aaftre land tie 2 ! oorin Tenicehaven oft wou ; d ttll : OnD ^ dtmona ' s eager ear , the Captain ' s story thrilling She started , as the gondola jarred on the quay with trembling prow : *« skin , to her ? iice led the Iwirta of Eidantio . SiSeSSchS !^ Wlth &e ab 0 TC ' a ftC Mowb > S TEE GH 3 XZ C 1 SL AT 73 E MI 2 . | Q let mo , roaSd from Zacte ' s isle- ! ! Amonu-at on thy trniktts ponder : [ Rround Uie German ' s brow , awhils , { 1 * 1 nrrr - T . C 7 . ^ . tlno . i-jirs rr . n ; '; r .
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Thy phials , well-iaiprisoned , hold Bare scents from Eastern spring and" nature—By thee on Baltic shores are sold Natolia ' s balms snd Persian attar ; Sweet rosewood ' s fleeting unctuous dew ; Rich grains of incense that Aztr bore , — From Bagdat camels brought them to The Golden Horn ' s thick-masted harbour . In marts bejond the Adrian Sea , From southern wanderers hast thoubought them From Stamlxral and Gallipoli For sale in northern lands hast brought them . Thy moving show-room glittering lies , Beshone with rajs from crystal glasses ; Gsy 33 the peacock ' s changeful eyes , The counter glows with painted cases . And thou behind them goest thy
way-Good fortune speed th y wanderings ever ! Slim as the shy gazelles that stray . By Taunus on Karasa ' s river . Blue turhaned , tressed with raren hair , Thy placid forehead thought attires : Seo ' 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 ' at thon ! Only praise Thy smile , and watch thy natite 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 his merit was bestowed , unsolicited , upon the author , in the form of a pension from the King of Prussia , in 1842 . ' AHhougli the genuine liberality of pBEoiaiUTa ' s political nrinciples was never doubted , he had , up to 1844 , avoided any connection with Young Germany . Though , not blind to the evils afflicting hiscoantry , nor insensible of the grievances of which hia brother Rhinelandera complain , still the turmoil of politics and the strife ot partizanship appears to have had no charm in his eyes ; and the probaMilv
is , that he would have remained contented with his mission as a poet , without adding thereto that of the politician , butforawantonexerciseofpoweron the part oftheodiousccnsorship , whichrousedhim to resistance , and ultimately drove him to choose his side , and cast his lot with the people and agamt the government . The grievances complained of by the German people subject to the Prussian monarchy are anything but imaginary . The general complaint is to 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 , thwran out by the present monarch at his accession , have been found deceptive ; that the government persists in treating the people as children , and insists on doing all "for , and nothiug by them "—and therefore restrains , in the most vexatious manner , the freedom of speech
and writing ; the latter by a censorship—the formor by persecution 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 syllabic of comment on the atrocities it has committed , or the encroachments and violences it is supposed to be still meditating . The Rhinelanders—and Freiligrath is one—complain , too , of special grievances , and have 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 powera of the Prussian despotism , and that of Cologne especially , is very strict and tyrannical . It was its interference with the poem we now give which occasioned Fbeihgrath ' b revolt : —
KOWEES . Flowers crowd on flowers the undying human tree Bj laws eterne they spring successive forth , Here , still as one mny pale and waning oe , 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 wish greedy talons tore . Stern on her way , the leaves of Spain among , Goes Hi 3 tory , roaring—say , is tie to sink ? Must yonder other , weak and canker'dlong , Bestrew the Bosphorus , crashing from its brink ?
But near this fading one , which from the bough , The spirit of tune , with giant force , is shaking , See , joyous , eye-bright , full of sap and glow , To light and life new impulses are breaking ! now rich the shooting growth on every hand ! What 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 bnd Stirs something , too , that seems about to burst , Fresh as our Herman by the Weser flood , Fresh as from Wartburg Inther saw it , erst . An impulse old ! but ever newly swelling , But still athirst the sunny beams to taste ; But evermore of spring and freedom telling—0 ! will the bud become a flower at last t
Yea , full of bloom ! So ye will cease to hinder Vf hat musf have room to burgeon , free and glad ; Nor deem what nature brings , than nature blinder , Mere noxious growth , and suckers wild and bad ; Soy ? will look that no rank mildew sears The noblest leaves , forbids the germ to grove ; So ye will cast away the list and shears—If so—ay , thus alone , methinks—if bo ! Thou who the folded bloom expanding looEest , 0 breath of spring ! for us breathe hither , too . Thou who all nations' sacred germs uncloscBt , 0 breath of spring ! on ours benignly blow ! Oh , from her deepest , stillest sanctuary , Kis " s her awake , to scent , and shine , and bloom ! lord God Almighty ! what a Sower of glory , This Germany , ' fore aD , may yet become !
Flowers crowd on flowers , the undying human tree ; By laws eterne they spring successive forth . Here still , aB one may pale and drooping be , There , full and glorious , springs a newer birth . A ceaseless coming , and a ceaseless going—And not an instant still and dead may stand . , We see them Etrosvn on earth , or newly blowing , And all this future hides tho Almighty hand . The second stanza , "as containing a reflection upon a power in friendly rel&tiona'witb . Prussia , " was struck out of this piece when sent for publication to the Cologne Journal ; and the protest on the Bubjoci which the author addressed to tho supreme court at Berlin was declared unfounded . This decided the poet ' s course . Ills first act was to relinquish tho
pension bestowed upon him by the Prussian lung . He next devoted some six montlis ( of tho past year ) to the- composition of poems—all having { he same purpose—to announce to his German countrymen his espousal of what he had learned to regard as the people ' s cause . When a sufficient number nad been ' completed to make a . volume , it was secretly printed at Mainte ; and , as Boon as it was ready to appear , tliD poet , persuaded that he could no longer remain at home in safety , shook the dust from his feet , and sought an asylum in Brussels . It was fortunate lie did so , as it is stated that the King of Frasnahimscli signed the order for the poet ' s arrest . The success of his " Confession of Faith , " as his volume is styled ,
has been very great . Sevea thousand copies were sold very shortly , although the GoTemment did its best to suppress the work . Feboiqiutii ' s fraternisation with Young Germany baa been an occasion of no small triumph to that party , and of at least equal mortification to the court and its adherents . The following , the first announcement of Fasoiguato ' s enlistment in the army of Young Germany , is conveyed in a very picturesque form . According to old tradition , the neighbourhood of the lovely Laacher See , in the Duchy of Berg ( where tho poem begins ) , was the scene of Gcnoveva * s retreat from the cruelty of her husband . The Nun ' s hand , which ia supposed to appear from the waters , is also on apparition belonging to the place : —
cood iioJtvise ! Sown I gased from Eli / el ' s ridges wooded , As the moon at full the clouds ' gan break ; Far , and dazzling white , her lustre flooded Loach ' s monastic walls and tranquil lake . Gently breathed low winds along the valley , Leaves and sedges whispered round the strand : From the flood arose , and beckoned , palely Fair and slim , the 5 on ' s mysterious hand ! like a flower afar it glimmered wbitely , Rose and fell as heaved the water glow , Round it mirrored stara were floating brightly •—Were they chcrmed from heaven to shine below 1 Still the spotless hand the sign repeated : Shuddering swelled the wave with surging flow ; Lights unearthly through the branches fleeted ; O ' er the cros&way leapt the frightened toe . Was't the Hind , that Genoveta mourning , .
Long attended , and her tears consoled ? 0 ! there seized me thus a Eore sweet yearning For the holy Fable-world of old ! Kearly , then , the pallid hand obeying , i ^ Iad I followed , to its magic cell : But , with force awaked , myself arraying 'Gainst mys « lf , I rose above the spell . Lake and abbey , spires o ' rock and turret , Wood and vale where Genoreva mourned j From the scene , with moonlight glancing o ' er it , With one look , my last , 1 fixuiiy turned . Hastening thence , by shaded paths , while eter On the Ieavc 9 the wildering moonbeams lay ; Toward the mornlns , and my native river ;—From the night , to wkoise iu the da ; ! So for real life I lufs my dreaming ; Shades and ghosts forsook without a sigh :-r TttaaftT . lo ' . in joyots sunlight gleaming , D ? : ; : s : Z 1 ... ; .: ; ; . ; . ; : zcyi , > «>; : Y . I ., ¦ •;• nuliee I- '
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Rushed tha Rhine ; -and life in moiion met me i 1 es ! « tejt shorea to life my heart invito - Xor , like those 1 left , extend to greet me ' Spectral hands , nnd lifeless fingers white . So ! the grasp of welcome unassembling , From that people ' s frank and faithful hands That , with reverence due , but never trembling By the mark , resolved , for justice stands . ° ' 0 ! it chased , with ghosts and idle yearning , All of night that on my bosom lay . To my aation , then , 1 bade "Goodinormng >" Xext , God willing , shall I bid " Good day I " So / ' Gocu ' . morning . " Free I choose my station Vuth t ! ie people , and their cause make mine . " Toe ? , march art lalour Kith thy nation . " Thus I read , to-day , my Schiller ' s lino . Here is an arrow shot at the censor ' s office , labelled ¦ U'llEX !
Some headsmen , lately , says the paper , In honest rage have thrown Away tlie sword and fatal wrapper , And saiil— " Enough ! ' tis done ! A voice within our souls cries Harrow J We hear it , and give e ' er . Behead your thieves yourselves to-morrow : We'll head and hang no more !" 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 liurl the butchering cleaver , And cry " V . ' c loath Hie stain : rnlimb us if you will ; but—never That shame , at least , again !" Xo ! let him be by Germans . YaUd
From hence , but knave and coward , Whose fri gid stabs have mutilated The unprotected word ; Who dares to touch the chosen genius Of all that ' s 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 he it ! JUnd attack . Against it , with your ordnance batter , With squadrons , charge and hack . But we , our scissors fling devoted To Rhine ' s iudignant sweep : — No German now , with faiae unspotted , The censor ' s name will keep !
That the inhabitants of the lower Rhine art ) thoroughly German in their feelings was sufficiently evidenced a few years ago when the Gallic gorc-and glory-mongers were vapouring about " regaining tho frontier of the Rhine ; " this anti-French feeling , together with the national hatred of Russia , iBwell shown in the following adinirablo poem : — THE TWO FLAGS . A SIoscl 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 over head , The finest colours , fresh and galliard , — Blue , a « I live ! then white , ana red ,
In uptight 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 1 look ! the tricolor flies o ' er U 3 !" So ! to myself I growled , —keep still ! At home it seems you jet speale German ; Lonainers , hound from Thionville , For France need scarcely make such stir , men Therewith I let the pennon go ; And soon tlie hanging branches bid it . Here , on our Rhine , no welcome , though
, As Gad ' s my witness now , I trill 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 scabbaiVl Let home and country still he first ! But then—no word of blind-eyed rancour The flag we prize ; and that it burst For freeilom way in France , may thank her Even now 'tis wet with July blood ; Say where was nobler shed , or bolder t So , though we'll watch it cloee—' tis good To have a gallant foe to shoulder .
And thus , 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 royul 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 from its frozen nest Gloats ever round with eye unsated ; And , symbol fit for tyrant ' s crest , Of all that ' s free is feared and hated !
The same that basely broods , e ' en now , As catch-pole , on our country's borders . To whom , though less than friend—a foe , At heart , —we kneel , and sue for orders ! Whose cunning seeks , as friend and guest , Our eagles in his snares to bury ; And found in every German nest , A mission from the Calmuck eyry . The same ! Tor 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 meot him , whirring , And both fly downwards , cheek by jowl—As if they both one aim were nearing
I scowl'd indignant o ' er the strand ! Thou , Germany ! the Steppe ' s vassal ? ThOU with Siberia hand in hand ? Thou bear a Calmuek ' s train and tassel ! Thou to the Pole-assassin Gzar Kneel down , in fervour of subjection j On Rhine his son nud eagle dare ' Salute with volleys of affection ? Ay t how they coo , and smirk , and grin ' . Ay ! what a cloud of wafted kisses ! Good journey tfy e ! whate ' er you win , We ' re sure to pay—What slavery this is !
Go ! but the Rhina this greeting sends—Though kings may play at love and favour , The people never will be friends ! The people will be foeB for over ! Thou patient stream , that bear'st the brjig Of every ensign , French or Russian ! 0 ! 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 eagle ' s favour throwing I
¦ No wonder FnKniGiUTn has made a perjured king tremble , when he putsjinto the mouth of Prussia ' s most famous monarch * the following bold sentiments : — It chanced the other day in Heaven : uproae the King , old Fritz , And rubbed his hands , and snuffed the air , and smote his hUt by fits ; Strode to and fro , and glowered round with fiery looks , and grim , And straight drew up whore Bhichev stood , and IJerr von Stein by him . To Ziethen , too , and Wintcrfeldt , he beckoned to draw near , They hastened up , and Gneiscnau behind them did appear :
Schwcrin , the marshal , came ; and Keith , and Scuarnhorst heard the call ! Till Prussia ' s heroes , old and new , wcro gathered , one and all . Now when he saw thta mustered so , "A thousand plagues , " he said , "It turns me fairly cms ; lounds ! that I alwmld » tw be dead ! That , deuce of all ! I cannot riso this instant in Berlin ! 'Twtre the very tiniu for me again ! Whut ? is it not Schwcrin ? " I'd grasp it to some purpose;—ha ! -. no moro as Autocrat , No , sirs ! not now—new times arc come , that need a newer state .
Why , even the light I shed , was new , nnd made so quick a blaze , It nearly passed my power to guide ; as mighty as I was ! "Ko , sira ! but what I did by words , I made inaction seen ; And nil that mighty period since , that datea from yoar thirteen , Would serve but as a groundwork ( true , a broad , 1 «» posing base !) , "Whereas to-day , vrith bold design , a modern etato I ' raise . "For Modern Time , that moro demands than treachery and cheat : For modern time , thai more demands than lies and mere deceit : —
That asks , and more will have , at last , than phra 9 e and sound can do , That r . sks to breathe at last , and will breathe deep ant freely too ; "Good Lord- this cheated Germany ! And none to avenge its wrong ! And none to help it to its right , by fraud withheld so long ! Each promise sworn to it , and broke , semely to exact , — Tread Karsbad under foot , and spurn Tirana ' s selfish pact ! " I'd do it ! how their protocols and snares this hand should liu-oi !' . States of the rtahn—one German Law—fro * Justice seen of all ;
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^ ShEiST *"' By Hea ™ ftus «•* * Aye Hjwrough wooldl drive , by Jove ! as suro as I ' m the " " wrs ^ 5 Vtat aen' " ^ t run cro * . BUt knoT ^ C ° " 10 t 0 tiSU at IaSt : 1 > d ead il 1 vcI 1 ' And i na b ^ S did Bather round - nnd anna " ' fire ' WUy ^ ^ , o ' i w » M Kings def y for such a people " And when the storm was laid , how full of sun the land would be ! A free united happy land , a great strong Germany ! Thus after storms the rainbow hangs the shiftinc clouds beyond—And Kiugs the people ' s compact sign-a real German bond !
"For a noble stream the people is ; who dares his life confide To its stroug wave , and scan its depths , and boldly trust its tide ; J With joyous sound it boars aloft , and float * him bravely And only sweeps , without remorse , the weak and coward down . "And me 'twould bear :-mo , too , 'twould speed-IIa Blucher ! is ' tnotso ! Another age the people ' s KinS _ cven more than mine should know ! And when I died , they'd mourn my loss , and bless nw name aloud . " ¦* " Aye , would they , please yoar Jhjesty r the heroes said and bowea . '
Thcnmcwcrs , both in the Alhtmim and Tatf * Magaxim , deplore tho fact that Frkiligiutii has become a political poet . In the former of these publications the reviewer Bays- " We need not discuss the opinion of those who maintain that every poet should bo an organ for the spirit of his time , and , therefore lend Ins voice and arm to its civil interests . * * * rhisis not our creed : we believe that another vocation is designed for both tho poet and his work :-that ho is apt to go astray in the troubles of party that rougher weapons may suffice for this strife , and that the sweet voice of was not made for its
song hawh discords . * * * There may , indeed , be occasions when even tho singer , for tho sake of Lis convictions and the loreof his country , may bo forced , in evil days , upon a struggle , in which Lis muse is all soiled and tattered ; but tho lovers of his art , allowing that such cases may arise , will at least be permitted to lament that there should be times in which tins sacrifice of his peculiar gift ' s may become a paintui dut y . The reviewer in Tait takes a like view of tlie question , but fortunatel y answers himself , and , vnUeeA , lm bxotnci objector too . He admits
that—There mny be better aims even than the highest poetical excellence , good as that aim may bo . There muy be times in which it is the duty of every honest man to give up all else for the vindication of what ho believes to be just and ri ght . The poet who hears a cull from above , ordering him to take part iu 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 of a nobler kind than his peculiar vocation could Lave entitled him to . Surely such " times" arc the present ; surely the occasions" allowed by the Atliaiceum exist at this juncture ; when the groat German people , divided and separated , are made the prey of contemptible beggarly princes , whose wretched tvrannics nrn nnlv
endured because propped up by the bayonetB of the Austrian and Prussian despotisms ; when those despotisms are allied with the bloody autocracy of kussia to stem the progress of free principles , making Germany the informer , gaoler , and executioner of 1 olish , 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 SilVG those regal perjurers ; when the wealtli-proilucorsare driven to insurrection b y lack of bread , and cannon and chains are the only remedies prescribed for their sufferings ; when the Gorman mind is chained down by a tyrannical censorship , and all its aspirations for the right , the good , and the true , are choked by the strong re _ d-hand of kingly 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—surel y these are days when tlie bard may not only be permitted 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 the mission for which heaven has endowed him with a gift the most glorious humanity can know . We protest against the doctrino that poets , when they take to political themes , necessarily make a sacrifice of their genius . The writer in Tait should remember Burns' " Scots vrha hac wi' Wallace bled , " which Las made the name of its author
familiar from Indus to the Pole , and , strange as it may appear , it is this hymn—anti-English though it bethat of all his lyrics is the best known and appreciated in England . Again , it is Campbell ' s political pieces on Poland , Greece , &c ., particularly his " Pleasures of Hope , " a political production from beginning to end , which will mainly cause his name to be remembered in tho list of British poets . Some of the best productions of tho first of Irish poets , Moore , are notoriously political — even " Lalla Rookk " is bnmfulof politicsunder the rose . Shellkt ' s noblest production , " Queen Mab , " iB a manifesto against the present order of things political , social , and religious , and it is wellknown that this wasnothis only political production . Turning to other
countries , it will not bo disputed that tho only poete America has yet produced , whoso effusions arc destined to live , arc those who have devoted themselves to the Anti-Slavery cause . The writerB in the Atlicnmm and ' fait must have altogether forgotten Beuaxqer , tho prince of political poets ; and , lastly , where is there a piece of poetical composition which has the world-wide fame of tho Marseillaise Hymn ? But we must conclude : before we do so , however , we cannot resist the temptation to repeat Freiliqratr ' s beautiful hymn " Freedom and Right . " Om readers , we tec say , will not quarrel with the repe tition , particularly as the following is a different trans lation to that which appeared in our Christmas Garland : —
rREEDOM AHD EIGHT , Oh ! say not , believe not , the gloom of the grnvo Tor over lias closed upou Freedom ' s glad light , For that sealed are the lips of the honest and brave , And the seorners 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 havo given Their blood to their jailers , their spirits to Heaven—Yet immortal is Prcedoin , immortal is right , Freedom and Right ! Let us not be by partial defeats disconcerted ; They will make the grand triumph moro signal and bright ; Thus whetted , our zeal will be doubly exerted , And the cry be raised louder of Freedom and Right 1 For these two are one , nnd they mock all endeavour Of despots tlieir holy alliance to sever , ¦\ YJicrc there ' s Right be ye sure tkova ai-c frccvaen , and
ever , Where freemen are found will God prosper the Right , Freedom and Right ! And let this thonght , too , cheer us—more proudly defiant Tho twins never bore them in fight after fight , Sever breatucd forth a spirit more joyous and buoyant , Making heroes of dastards in nature ' s despite . Round the wide earth they ' re marchiug ; their message they ' ve spoken , And nations leap up at the heart-thrilling token ; For the serf and the slave they have battled , and broken The fetters that hung upon black limbs and white . Freedom and Right ! 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 . 0 ! to see the bright wreath round their victor brows shining ,
All the leaves that are dear to the nations combining , Erin ' s shamrock , th « olive of Hellas entwining With the oak leaf , proud emblem of Germany ' s might ! Freedom and Right ! Thers arc sore aching bosoms nnd dim eyes of weepers Will be gathered to rest ere that day see tlie lHit ; But ye two will hallow the graves of the sleepers ? 0 ! je blest ones we owe to them , freedom and Right ! . Jill your glasses meanwhile :-To the ' hearts that were trnc , boys , To tlie cause that they loved when tho storm fiercest blew , boys , ffho 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 ! Not for his own profit-not for his own penee-not for hiBindmunnl prosperity , Freiliquatu has taken his stand with tho many against tho few . He has d vWfi 4 ! Tl d theret 0 by a toyisu impulse , wlncb ., the first fluBb . of enthusiasm over , might leave him a changed man . At the mature ago of forty , nt / hn n ! ?' af ^ Iong delibei * tion , that it was a duty he owed to Ins country and mankind to make ^ flSff "? f re , no in & f <* liberty , and heroically the offering Las been made . Like all poets , he is , wo believe , not too rich in the world's vcLuh M (
he baa renounced Ins pension . Like alLGennaufirt A GciM P ° ets-ke loved his home , yet J ^ rTW ^ W *»» forfeited * . His disintc ! Shw duo * £ 3 great S « 8 combilie t ( > make Lis Meaaoa to Young Germany a matter of inScT 1 tlmt partf' of Bcarecly less iCrfcTli-J « ? - ' cral cause of 1 ' wedom . bo rcvciKl I , th low , ,, f liberty ia alf Sions
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ORPHAN ; OR , MEMOIRS OP MATILDA . 7 Pa ?™} 1 " and IX . By Ecobxb Sue . London . 1 . 0 . NowbT , 12 , Moi'tinier-strect , CavcndMisquarc , This is a wonderful book : we loathe the subjectwe are pained beyond all power of expression at reading the perusal of tales of horror which we would lam behove not to be possible , yet we are constrained WYcsulon . The revolting pictures of male and female monsters , drawn by the author , although wo have never known sueh-and , we trust , never shallnro , we tear , portraits of no imaginary beings , but tliosc ot actual living wretches spawned into beinby the impurities of fashionable life , and the vices ot our social system . Tho knowledge which M . Sue evidently possesses of the female heart is most amazing .
woman ' s love . Oh ! there is in the invincible love of woman a feeling of magnificent charity—too exalted for the intelligence and faculties of tho vulgar to comprehend . The more a woman suffers , the move desirous is she to spare sutVering 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 bo done unto you . " IIUSBAXD AKD WIFE . —THE CL'STOMS OF SOCtETt DESTRCCTIVE OF LOVE AND IMFFIKESS ,
And you would wish that it should be i / ou . ' you . ' alteaj / s you ! so that at last both you and I should be covered with ridicule ? Ah , madamc , if you hail not a manner so freezing ani ) disdainful , you would be sufficiently surrounded to find many nn arm instead of mine—there are a thousand little innocent coquetries perfectly al ' owablo in the world by which a woman is pcraiUea to seek amongst Hie man who surround her thoso attentions which a husband could not shew without being pointed at—but no ! you shew a degree of sullcnncss and hauteur that drives away every one from you . And—then—you complain of being isolated ! If 1 were to do as you ' do , what would become of me , I should be one of those un « nappy , jealous husbands , who never speak to a woman , never budge from the entrance of the door . * * * * And what is tlie eonsennence ? That those kind of husbands are ridiculed . 0 , my clear , for you and for myself , I am quite decided always to avoid acting in that manner . |
" And so , " I exclaimed with bitterness , " I am to submit without complaining to these strange laws of society , which consider it a sovereign impropriety in a husbnnd to occupy himself witb his wife , and to pay those attentions to her which he lavishes upon others ! Singular custom which impresses , as it were , U \ c stamp of good breeding upon the appearance of infidelity , which brands with ridicule every legitimate and natural attention !"
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PUKCII—Pari XLY 1 II . London : ranch Office , 92 , Fleet-street . " Midsummer is come , and with all its other glories —its sim and flowers—the pomp of groves , ami garniture of fields—brings with , it that additional blessing to tkc human family—asothek volume op Punch . " " And manliind—it delights v . s to avow the ennobling truth—mankind is touched with gratitude for the felicity ! Mr . Giunoif , who wrote about those homicidal and burglarious rascals , the Romans , 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 Giisbox , to be . tirdlcd with
ovme offal—not an Esquimaux Giunox , with a fishbone through his nostrils—but an English Gimiox , inheriting the decencies of broad cloth and silken lvosc , and privileged , for rump steaks and port , like any other Christian gentleman . In the like way let tho present generation of men express a rapturous thanksgiving that they live in the printing days of Pvhcii ! Let them , however , not be vain , glorious , or arrogant in their happiness . Ko , whilst the small tear of gratitude twinkles in their right eye for a peculiar blessing , let them 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 Punch !"
Such is the opening of the preface to the eighth volume of l ' unch , 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 And—is excellent , and we arc strongly tempted to give it entire , but cannot iind room . The contents of this part , both literary and artistic , arc all that could be desired . From the first number of the volume now commenced , we give the following cxcclleut avticle : — . ME AHGUMEKT OP THE TISIOL .
Mr . Roebuck has , at least , done one good thing . He has caused a great fall in the price of duellingpistols . In a few years , and such social instrumonts will be only so much old iron . Hair-triggers , at least a few samples , will be preserved by the Mcy ricks and other virtuosi among the weapons of a by-gone time—of an extinct age of barbarism . They will ttiko their place with the scalping knife of the Red Man . A few nights since Mr . Roebuck , in his place in the House of Commons , Hung some hard words at the Irish Repeal Members and their great Cham .
O'Connell . There arc few who can deny the truth of the assertions of the Member for Batli : but then , it is said , truth is not to be spattered about in tho material of dirt . Tiie Irish Repeal Members—the mild " sucking-doves" of Conciliation Hall—the orators , who when speaking of the Saxon , link nameless phrases together—pretty and innocent as chains of daisies made by children—these , the sensitive and soft-spoken , when truth is to be dealt out upon them , would have it very mild and sweet , indeed ! They would invoke Truth , as the poet invokes Spring : — Veiled in a shower of roses , soft descend !
And when truth comes not in such odoriferous stream , but in a shower of mud—the sufturcrs , on the iustant , shout for gunpowder to sweeten them from what they call tho pollution . An Irish Repealer 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 turn of the Saxon to reply , lie must respond after Carnival-fashion ; with nothing harder than sugar-plums . A sweep attacks you with handfuls of soot from a bag that seems inexhaustible . — mite sciiow
auu you are nun w me oy we collar , and shako him into some sense of decency : no , you are to fling nothing at him more offensive than egg-shells filled with rose-water . If you do , his honour is hit ; his ermine-skinned reputation is stained , and" blood and wounds !"—he roars for pistols ! Mr . Roebuck thus denounced the Repeal worshippers of O'Connell : — " Those who follow such a leader deserve little respect cither for their position or their intellect . " Whereupon , the gunpowder Member for Sligo , Mr . Somers , writes a note to Mr . Roebuck
asking"Arc you prepared to justify these words ( i ?;« c words at < j \ mder \ iuuJ ) 1 The meaning of the words I have uudevlined I am sure you are toy vrell read in ( llC Old hxslarict of chivalry to misinterpret . " Ha , Mr . Somers ! the days of such chivalry , if not gone , are fast going : for Mr . Roebuck—vulgar man ! —does not submit himself to the clmncc of being killed for speaking a hard , unpalatable verity , but calls up the letter-vtiitcv More tho House for breach of privilege , and is praised and patted on the back by the Prime Minister and others for his true courage . Whereupon , Mr . Somers docs 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 ought not , by his abusive powers , to render
luuisclt 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 ho was sent into tho world as ' the world ' s sole Mentor . We do Kot always approve of Mr . Roebuck ' s language : certainly , were we to select an epithet for him , we should not borrow that applied to Homer ; no we . should not call him "the po ! den-mouthed" Roebuck . But this defect , we submit , is the greatest argument against the sheer folly , the inexpressible stupidity of duelling . Wo will suppose Mr . Roebuck to l ' osscss ten times lus present amount of vituperation : we will imagine him to be worthy the envy of even O'Connell himself : we will think the member for Hath . " . sort of humau
cuttle-fish , blackening when he lists , all around him . Well , had he even Irish charity to defend his bad words by a worse weapon , tho pistol—would not the man he had recklessly , most unjustly abused , be a fool " of honour , " still a fool—to give his libeller the chance of shooting Mm he had outraged ? Thank heaven ! the opinion of the world is fast becoming a surtr test of a man ' s honour , than hair-triggers . At the moment we write , there lies another victim to tlie stupidity of " gentlemanlike satisfaction . " Another duellist lies in '' his bloody shroud . " From tho evidence of Mrs . Hawkey en the inquest ,-v ; e come at a strange code of honour recognised in tho Army . She states that the victim , Mr . Seton , followed her with dishonourable importunities ; in tho course of which he
observed" 'Whatever your husband snys to me , I shall not go out with him ; it is impossible for a cavahy man to tnu himstlfnpwUh an infantry man . " Thus , an adulterer—a scoundrel of any dye—according to tins precious code , is iwt to give what lift himself considers gentlemanly satisfaction , if he , tho villain , bo a"aava . ky man . " He is to be Kaved from punishment by his horse . The argument is unworthy of the intelligence even of tho quadruped ! Tho last few days have done mortal harm to tho principle of" gentlemanly satisfaction . " Potentates have i » . their time causal " Uilimc . ratio m / mu"to he inscribed on their murderous cannon . The "last argument j ^ fefcigs ! " In like manner public opinion is fast tracing on tha dncHinjc-pwtol— . Ultima ratio tiv . liorv . ni ! The last ; in ; mneiu of fools l—JPivncL
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- — " ¦ " —¦ - »»«¦¦ . » - < ..,... ¦ . » . » ... » ... ——? o « - » OtD IUKLAXD AXD YOUXO IRELAND . . 4 u Iruh Legtnd . B y liarncu Maguire . Asy now , boys , and I'll tell yc a story . Thcro was wanst upon a time a tundherin' big joiant called Dan iant kep ail Ireland under his thumb , and did just w he plascd without axin any bodv ' s lave but hi 3 own a schaming ould fellow he Wh y all accounts , mnn f r l > V * H atf ugly enough to aim an IipncBt living , he liked far betther to go shootinn * about the country , with a bag at his back , 2 n ' 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 ihrauwen ] for the one or the other . Thin , if any body dnaved to refuse civin ^ uiin
sojnecmng towards "the rint , " as he used to call the money he gathered this way , he'd abuse him and call him all manner of ondacent names before the neighbours , and so , bedad , bctimo blarneving and bullying he got the upper hand of the people antirely , and lived like a figbtin' cock , nting . and diiriukinj ? of the best , and splittin' his sides laughing at tho poor tools that he humbugged to their very faces . Well , at last ho got as impident and owdacious as a tinker ' s dog , saving your presence , and nothing would sarvc 11111 but a Jine house , which he called " Consillvation . mi . by way of a sly joke agin the silly erathers that built it ior him .
Iherc he sat furninst the door , as bould as bull beef , with an ould Tara-hill cavleent on his head , and a harp m liis fist , playing up " The Repale Jigg , " f » ltalking all sorts of raumtawshl stories about Ould Ireland" and " Ilerrydethcrrary boiismin . " in course tho faster he played the faster came in the rint , and maybe he didn't humour the music , and twangle the strings of the ould harp up and down , and in and out , and baek ' anls nnd for ' ards , till he had half Ireland dancin * " The Reptile Jigg . " Hows ever , there was a boy that the ould joiant had lured to clane his shoes , and go round with the hat to collecb Hhe rint ; " this chap ' s name was " Young Irfl . laud , _ and well becomes him . He takes an idaya into his head that lie could play " The Rcpalc Jigg " as well as Dan himself , and so one day lie comes up to liivn ^ Yuc \• c lie was sittin * fair an * asy upon tliQ tureaty-stonc of Limerick , tuning his harp , and " Give us that harp , Dan" says he .
, " What for ? " gays Dan , lookin' mighty hard at " To play upon , " says Young Ireland . " I flatther niyselt 1 m sis good a liana at it as you , or at lastc I can Ism . " " Larn your granny to milk ducks , young man , " answers the joiant . ' " The people are getting tired of your old tunes , 1 / an—they want something now ; so you'd better give me tne harp , " observes the consaitcd chap . iou
'' "'d better Uiry and take it , " savs Dan , smiling quite pleasantly at him . "Here goes then , " cries 1 ' ouagIreland , making a grip at the instrument ; but , before ho could lay hould of it , Dau fetched him a kick in the sate of his stnallciolhcs that , saving your presence , lifted the hat oft his head . " I beg your pardon , sir , " Bays Dan ; " no offence , I hope . " " None in the world , " answers young Ireland , who was completely cowed , and never again oft ' crcd to touch the harp—of the Irish giant .
Doings os tiie Railkoabs . —The advertisement of a ncwly-projcctcd west country railway announces the chairman of the provisional committee by the name- of flowe Browne . Wo know nothing of the merits of this individual , but a good many have already been done Irotvn on tho Parliamentary gridiron , and the shareholders of a good many others will hereafter say to themselves—how green ! A CouriiTEXT Witness . —A lawyer recently testifying in one of the New York Courts of Justice , In relation to a man ' s sanity , said , " I have no doubt of the old gentleman being perfectly sane at the time referred to , as 1 recollect that he refused to pay my costs . "
TUE PIACABIE HtELATB , Philpotis , whose lip with rage ne'er qcivcrcd , Whose pen with gall was ne ' er cmbued , Another charge has just delivered , In his pceuliar placid mood . Still , when this " placid" priest explodes , Shnk aertndgtt ho U 6 cs—never ; Ko—Ml as woll nspomkr loads ' Each charge he deigncth to deliver ! SoMETniXG worth Thtiko at . — ¦ ' Brougham 1 * , let them say what they will , " said Davy Wire , " a great law reformer . " "Very good , " allowed Charley Pearson ; " but if so , why doesn't he try liis liana upon the Recorder ?" StEEriNQ in Church . —Perhaps the most curious
things about St . Philip s Chapel , Winchester , are the ancient stall seats , now affixed to the wall of the antechapvl ; these have their seats so fixed upon hinges , that those who sit in them can only maintain their position by balancing themselves with care , and resting their elbows ontheseat-arms ; sothntifthomonlw who used them dropped asleep during divine service , the scats came forward and pitched them headlong upon the floor ; nay , if they only dozed and noddod the least in the world , the hard oaken seat dapped against the hard oaken back , nnd made a noise load enough to nttratfthc attention of the whole audience . Nothing ever was more cleverly contrived to iec $ > people awake in church .-Paddy asb the Compass . — " Can't you steer ?' said the captain of a vessel to a son of Erin " The deuce a betthev hand at tho tiller in all Kinsale , " said Barney hraggingly . " Well , bo fas so good , *
said the captain . ' And you know the points of tie compass , I suppose ? " " A compass ! by my soul , it ' s not alone a compass , but npair 0 ' compasses , I have , that my brother , the carpinthur , left me for a keepsake whin he wint abroad ; but , indeed , as for tho ponite 0 ' thim , I can't say much , for thochiMer spylfc thirn intircly , boring holes in the ilurs . " Pitt and Fox . —The grave of Mr . Fox , iu Westminster Abbey , is within eighteen inches of that of Mr . Pitt . Sir Walter Scott ' s lines on tho two groat rival statcsmon , are as beautiful as they aro appro * priate : Where—taming thought to human pride—The mighty chiefs sleep sida hy side . Drop upon Fox ' s grure the tear , 'twill trickle to hi 3 rival ' s bier : O ' or Pitt ' s the mournful requiem sound , And Pox ' s shall the notes resound .
The solemn echo soeniR to cry—Here lot their discord with them die ; Speak not for tlieso a separate doom , IVhem late luado brothers in a tomb ; Hut search the land of living men , Whoro wilt thou find their Uk « again \ A Dkscriition of " EiERwir . "—An Amer&oa preacher exclaimed to his bearers— " Eternity ! why you don't know the meaning of that word , nor I cithw , hardly . It is for ever and ever , nud five ot six everlastings a-top of that . You might place a row of figures from here to sunset , and cipher them all up , and it wouldn't begin to tell how many ages lonK eternity is . Why , my friends , after millions and trillions of years had rolled away in eternity , it would be a hundred thousand years to breakicet time . "
A PBINCT . 1 T BIBO . Quoth Albert , at thu Apslcy feed , A warrior true I am , indued , Though answering not to battle's call , I ' m granii vid " powder" and vid "balL " WnEitB was Eden ? —A Scotchman maintained that the Garden of Eden was ccrtain ' y placed ia Scotland . For , said he , have we not , " all within a ainiloofonc another , Adam ' s Monnt , the Elysian Fields , Paradiso Place , and the city of Eden-burgh ? Tns Sublime axb me Rimcuurs . —It lias often been stated , that from tho forintr to the latter of these-positions but one step intervenes ; perhaps the following extract from a recent speech raiglit with greator accuracy come under the denomination of Bathos . It was made during the period that a debate was pending on the construction of a new
turnpike through tlie section of "Virginia : — "While Europo ia convulsed in civil discords , and her empires tremble with internal csmmotion ; and ¦ while her astronomers mount the wings of their imaginations , and soar througa the ethereal world , pursuing their course from planet to planet , and from system to pyslem , until they have explored tlie vast cltraity of space—Jet us direct our attention to a road moro immcdiately in our own neighbourhood . " Surely " tho force of fancy could no further go" than from the tail of a coroet to a Virginian turnpike . It takes a higher night even than the following specimen of the Bathos which wo give from memory . It is , we believe , by I ' rofeesor Porson : — « ' Since mountains sink to vales , nnd valleys dfc , And seas and rivors mourn their sources dry , ¦ fflion my old enssock , " Eays a Welch dirine , " Is out at elbows—whj should I repine-1 "
A Quietus for Cross Dabiss . —By tlii ^ do not mean knocking their brains out against tue bedpost , nor anything of the sort . . Nor do we mean giving them paregoric , Daffy ' s Elixir , Dalby ' s Carminative , Godfrey ' s Cordial , " black drop , or any other poison . Tho only requisite to' quiet a squalling , squealing , miserable little wrctehof a bab y , is , that it shall possess a uoae . In tlio midst of its screaming , press your finger gently atid repeatedly across the cartilcge of that useful organ , and in less than , two minutes it will be asleep . Tho eastern paper from whence thio important discovery h derived , sii . vs in or , e minute , but we allow two , to prevent any dusappoiritmeflt .
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