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"PAST D . " A feast of nectar'd sweets , Where Jio crude surfeit reigns V Itis ande wiin _^ ihat -whenever an opportunity j , " f making known to our readers any new pro-! _taciion of the children of genins , -we embrace that _mnmimttt 0 ' _™^^ _^ _* _^ ' _and-whenever « Jean conscientiously award praise to an author , we taste to pay < mr * u * P _«« 'base « l homage . It is not _TaL that pnblic journalists lend the sanction of _Seirpsp _* _* 3 _** _topnbneations of which they have not wi _^ ired a oopf f ° _«* _wew ; and from what we know
of the press , we _singly suspectthat too often a hook is rather judged by the advertisements which _precede w accompany it , than by its own merits . This is certainly notthecase witlithe Northern Star ; andthough we should decline to give our _unqualified _approvals a book , portionsof . _-wMimonly-wehadseenistfll , -when the comments of our _wntemmjrarieg , and the extracts _flsev may favour tne public -with , warrant us in _Rawing certain conclusions as to the probable _jncrits of a book , we shall not hesitate to make that book known to our readers , _living it to them to take other mean 3 cf ascertaining fully the worth of fhe work , and decide for themselves on " its merits .
The Son . Mrs . Non-tors , by some deemed ( according to the _Afheneeum ) the Bsbox of British poetesses , has just given to the world a poem entitled " The Child of the Hands . " in relation to this poem we -are exactly in the position above supposed . "We have not seen it fully and completely . Our knowledge of its contents is confined to the extracts which have appeared in the Literary Gazette and Athenaeum . We _thin _^ foreneeessaiily feel ourselves "cribb'd , cabin'd , and confined" Jn forming an opinion as to its merits . But the extracts -we have seen have filled us with a -warm admiration for the authoress—admiration for her poetical genius and womanly sensibilities . The "Child" ofthe poemis the Prince of Wales ; but we have good reason for believing that no _ft-lsoine flattery , no courtly drivelling , such as might be expected from the selection of such a subject , is to be loimd degrading the noem of Airs . Norton-. The
poetess says ofher ownVork , that "The Child ofthe Islands was chosen , -not as the theme of a birthday ode , or address of congratulation , but as the most complete existing type of a peculiar class—a class horn into a world of very various destinies , with ail ihe certainty human prospects can give of enjoying the blessings of this life -without incurring any of its -privations . I desired to contrast that brightness with thc shadow thatlies beyond and around . " This shadow is filled up with portraits taken from the labouring classes of society ; the weaver toiling at his joom , thc ill-paid sempstress , the trapper in the -mines , the mariner , ihe laborious rustic , the toil-¦ _frorn soldier , and other peculiar conditions of laborious life . Por the reasons already stated , not being in a position ourselves to criticise the poem , -we here give the critique of the Times , the tone of wliich is too significant not to suggest to the minds of our readers most serious reflections .
Under cover of addressing the young Prince of -Wales , Mrs . _Norton _"has-smttenaTeryheantifulpoem npon the great domestic question of the day—the condition of the p eople . Now the subject has pressed itself npon general attention . It over-shadows everything , and disturbs men ' s ¦ _mridticith deep anxiety for the finalissue . And well it may Heaven knows ! Strange , that among a people , beyond aH doiibt the -wealthiest and the most powerful on the face of the earth , and considered hy themselves the most _cMEsed , there should he found , not individuals , bnt - "thole classes , oppressed "by the " utmost -misery , and steeped in brutish ignorance . We repeat it , for it cannot he repealed too often , this is a marvellous and a terrible fact _T'tangsniajbementogj'butmepTOgressisslo and the degrading question is perpetually recurring—Juno were
they ever permitted to arrive at sum a state in a country possess ing so many boasted advantages . - To "Mrs . Norton , _howevtr , the condition of the poor of England , is no new theme . She -virtuously and courageously attempted to grapple-with the numerous difficulties which surround the subject years ago , and "before the tide had turned in its favour . To this we ourselves are able to bear onr willing testimony . Her letters , . which appeared in this journal in 1841 , were only among a series of efforts npon her part in "behalf of the wretched and oppressed . The bruised and tender portions of society ever commandedhef delicate and able advocacy . It is hut justice thus to Speak , and to assign to the fair authoress that share of merit which she would be the last to claim for herself .
The present poemis divided into four parts—Spring , Summer , Autumn , and Winter , with an opening and a conclusion . Jfo connected story hinds them together , hut a succession of remar-kably pleasing pictures from _Mature are presented to the mind . These are frequently made the means of conveying , or are intermixed -with , the moral lessons intended to be inculcated—free and openhanded charity towards the poor , the most active sympathy for their privations and distresses , a more intimate union between all classes of society , and the most impartial justice to the low as well as to the high . These subjects are dilated upon in verses of great beauty and smoothness , though perhaps strength is sometimes sacrificed to polish—and are freed from all repulsiveness or _iaishness by the force of a most sweet imagination .
In conclusion , this publication will increase Mrs . _NorlOn ' s already established reputation , and conveys many high and useful lessons to the minds of its readers in a tay charming manner . This is high praise , but , so far as we have means of judging , Is not more so than justice will approve . We give ihe ioliowing _extracts from the Literary Gazette . A feeble girl sits working all alone J A ruined farmer ' s orphan , pale and weak - Her earl y home to -wealthier strangers gone ; So rural beauty lingers on her cheek ; Her-. voe-wornlooks a wofhllieart "bespeak ; Though in her dull and rarely lifted eye _/ _"IT _' iose glances nothing nope , and nothing seek ) , Those who have time fOT pity might descry A thonsand shattered gleams of merriment gone by 1
_Benvindow-sillsoincsicldyplanis adorn , ( Poor links to memories sweet of nature ' s green 3 } Thereto the city ' s smoke-polluted morn The primrose lifts its leaves , with buds between ,-'Mimsued and faint , as though their life had been Kipped by long pining and obscure regret ; Torn from the sunny bank where erst were seen lovely and meek companions , thickly set—Ihe cowslip , rich in scent s and "humble violet ! Too fanciful 1 the plant but pines like "her Tor purer air , for sunbeams warm and kind ; Th' enlivening joy of nature ' s "busy stir , Thernral freedom , long since left behind ! Tor the fresh woodlands—for the summer wind—The open fields with perfumed clover spread—The hazel-copse , whose branches intertwined Made natural bowers and arches overhead , With many a narrow path , where only two conld tread
if ever , 01 nevermore , shall these afford Her stifled heart their innocent delight 1 "Sever , 0 ! never more , the rich accord Of feathered songsters make her morning bright J "Earningscant bread , that finds no appetite , The sapless life she toils for lingers on ; And when at length it sinks in dreary night , A shallow , careless grave is dug , where none vOnie round to bless her rest , whose ceaseless tasks are done / This , to our taste , is sweetly touching and _unexaggetbted ; bat a more piteous portrait follows : —
There ihe man hides , whose "better days are dropped Bonnd his starvation , like a veil of shame ; _IHio , till the fluttering pnlse of life hath stopped , Suffers in silence , and conceals his name ;—There the lost victun , on whose tarnished fame A doable taint of death and sin must rest , Dreams of her village-home and parents' blame , And in her sleep , by pain and cold opprest , "taws close her tattered shawl athwart her shivering breast Bo-history is written in her face : The bloom hath left her cheek , ont not from age ; Tooth , without innocence , or love , or grace , Elotted with tears , still lingers on thatpage I smooth brow , soft hair , dark eyelash , seem to wage with furrowed lines a contradiction strong ; TiU ihe wild witchcraft stories , -which engage Our childish thoughts , of magic change and wrong , em _'ealised in her— -so old , and yet so young i
_^ many a wretch forlorn , and huddled group _-gangers met in brotherhood of woe - _" _^ _feihat beneath their burden weakly _stoop—-5 _* Mi s tengled curls , and age's locks of snowf ? p _** those wooden pillows , till the glow _« morni ng 0 * er the brightening earth shaU pass , ¦ " _¦ _"ftese depart , none asking where tliey go ; ¦ _^* TO the world ' s confused and gathering mass—* _** anew slide fills op life ' s magic-lantern glass . _^ _g _^^^ _fflprehensive glance draws an admirable and _^" nl from the _weU-trodden ground of Hyde feshiim -u _k _^ _enjojmg her Insurious drive in that "" "awe resort : — Tpf IV 8 i ° _^ * we well might moralise ; Po t 0 ° -y _« if so the -heart _todiney Hon _fc fhe seal of death and J i 5 me : at Kes Dav ** li l Bn waters—Serpentine ! Wl _^ _orawn up in linked line , _loiingin- beaiiti _. _* - < -mili > nn idle men . the will
-ff _^^ _-ieshave braved divine , _Basheaw _,. cami flood fbsA la S beneath their ken , _* * "*• _seemingpeace , and never rose again . Ses tl _^ _a tte patJlway where the weU-groomed Bteed _-ft- _jjile n : . JI a" « fsthe earth , alarmed and shy _; Save th enan i 0 " ared rider nought can heed Therefl , _¦*•" ¦ " *• " * « f a _» me iove-lighted eye ; _Xhg eged out the wretch who came to die ! Ana _7 _* . llelaid— stiff , stark , and mot ionless , " _What _^ for " 5 Vritten signs to notify Ana w * _„ 1 . ng , la ' i , MTen - aini to sueh sore excess , 0 * ° ' ala weep his loss , and pity his distress !
-fc _* ? ** death-pond to the farther side , 3 W __* _£ ? rloiterere "wander to and fro , e .- - _* uned-ander London ' s modern pride , -aua ranges * sf white buiiaings , —long ago
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Stood Tyburn Gate and gallows ! Scenes of woe , Bitter , heart-rending , have been acted here ; _TVTiile , as he swung in stifling horrid throe , Hoarse echoes smote the dying felon ' s ear , Of yells from f ¦ ellqw-nien , triumphant in liis fear . ' * * " * # • • ' # Betwixt the deathly stream and Tyburn Gate Stand withered trees , whose sapless boughs have seen Beauties -whose memory now is out of date , And lovers on whose graves the moss is green ! "While Spring , for ever fresh , with smile serene , "Woke up grey Time , and drest his scythe with flowers , And flashed sweet light the tender leaves between , And bid the wild-bird carol in the bowers _. Year after year the same , with glad retnrning hours .
0 , those old trees ! what see they when the beam "Falls On blue waters from the bluer sV j- ? When young Hope whispers low , wit- smiles that seem Too joyoHs to be answered ivith a _si-jh ? The scene is then of prosperous gaiety ; Thick-swarming crowds on summer pleasure bent , And equipages formed for luxury ; "While rosy children , young and innocent , Dance in the onward path , and frolic with content . But when the scattered leaves on those wan'boughs Quiver beneath the night wind ' s rustling breath ; ¦ When jocund merriment , and whispered vows , And children ' s shouts , are hushed ; and still as death Lies aH in heaven abovea - earth beneath ; "When clear and distant shine the stedfast stars O ' er lake and river , mountain , brake , and heath , — And smile , unconscious of the woe that mars The beauty of earth ' s face , deformed by misery ' s scars .
"What see the old trees then ? Gaunt , pallid forms Come , creeping sadly to their hollow hearts , Seeking frail shelter from the winds and storms , 7 n broken rest , disturbed by fitful starts ! There , when the chill rain falls , or lightning darts , Or "balmy summer nights are stealing on , Houseless they slumber , close to wealthy marts And gilded homes : —there , where the morning sun That tide of wasteful joy and splendour looked upon 1 " For further extracts it is impossible for us now to afford room ; but we hope to make further acquaintance with _ilrs . 2 ? ortox ' s poem . _Inthe meantime we hope that many , veiy many , of our readers may be enabled to make that acquaintance for themselves . From several beautiful effusions ofthe blind poetess , Fra-sces Brows , we select the following ;—
WE ABE CKOWJNC OISD . 'He are growing old—how the thought will rise "Whcft a glance is backward cast On some long-remembevcd spot that lies In tiie silence ofthe past : It may be the shrine of our early vows . Or the tomb of early tears : But it seems like a far-off isle to _xi _** , In the stormy sea of years . 0 , wide and wild are the waves that part Our steps from its greenness now , And we miss the joy of many a heart , And the light of many a brow ; For deep o ' er many a stately bark Have the _Vhelmiiig billows rolled , That steered with as from tliat early
mark—0 ! friends , we are growing old . Old in the dimness and the dust Of our daily toils and cares , Old in the wrecks of love and trust "Which our burdened memory bears . "Each form may wear to the passing gaze The "bloom of life's freshness yet , And beams may brighten our latter days , "Which the morning never met . But , oh ! the changes we have seen , In the far and winding way ; The graves in our path that have grown green , And the locks that have grown gray ! The winters stUl on our own may spare The sable or the gold ; But we saw their snows iipon brighter hair—And , friends , we are growing old .
We lave gained the world's cold wisdom now , "We have learned to pause and fear ; But where are the living founts whose flow "Was a joy of heart to hear ! We have won the wealth of many a clime , And the lore of many a page ; But where is the hope that saw in time But its boundless heritage ! Will it come again when the violet wakes , And the woods their youth renew ? "We have stood in tbe light of sunny brakes , "Where the bloom was deep and blue ; And onr souls might joy in the spring-time then . But the joy was faint and cold , Por it ne ' er could give us the youth again Of hearts that are growing old . In the Athenaeum of February 1 st , appeared some complimentary lines to Frances Brown , from wliich we give the following extracts—all we can find room for : —
0 ! ' exile on a sunless shore 1 where has fhy spirit been To leam the beauties of a world which thou hast never seen I Howpaintest thou the georgeous hues that ne ' er have bless * *! thy sight , ' 0 , daughter of the gifted heart 1 but daughter of the night ? In vain for thee Spring ' s first pale flower breaks from its icy tomb , — la vain for thee the Summer rose puts forth its richest bloom , — in vain the tints of Autumn fall on blossom , leaf , and tree , — In vain—in vain these glorious things!—0 , all in vain forthee :
Is it the sun ' s reviving rays that speak to thee of light S Is it the rose ' s fragrance that tells thee it is bright 1 l « ii the wood-dove ' s gentle voice , and its fond mate ' s replies , Tbat give thee gleams of bright-winged things , with loving human eyes ? 0 : chained in dark captivity upon a sunless shore , Sweet child of genius , tell me , where hast thou learn ' d tliylore ? Here is a gem from the pen of our favourite , the ever-enchanting Ewza Cook : —
_SOMMEIl is SICH . The richest of perfumes and jewels are mine , While the dog-roses blow and the dew-spangles shine ; And the softest of music is wakened for me _. By -the stream o'er the pebble _^—the wind in the tree , _Saturc , kind ilother , my heart is content * Widi the beauty and mirth thou hast lavishly sent : Sweet Summer is nigh , and my spirit leaps high , As tiie sun travels further along the blue sky . If I murmur , it is that my home is not made 'Mid the flowers and drops in the green copp ice shade ; If I sigh , 'tis to tliink that my steps cannot stray "With the breeze and the brook on their wandering way _Naturej kind Mother , I long to behold All the glories thy blossom-ringed fingers unfold . None like thee can I meet , for aU others wiU cheat , With a portion of bitter disguised in the sweet .
The earth , the wide earth , _willbebeautifiilsoon , With the cherry-bloom wreath and the nightingale ' s tune And the dreams without sleep with strange magic will come , While the wood-pigeons eoo , and flie heavy bees bum . 0 , Nature , kind Mother , ' tis only thy breast That can nurse my deep feeling and lull it to rest ; Por my soul is too proud to be telling aloud "What to thee it can utter all weeping and bowed . I see the rife buds on tbe wide-spreading bough , Soon , soon they will shadow my thought-laden brow ! I see the bright primroses burst where I stand , And I laugh like a child as they droop in my hand . Uature , kind Mother , thou hearest me breathe My devotion at altars where wild flowers wreathe ; None other e ' er knows how my warm bosom glows , As I watch the young daisy-fringe open and close .
I see the blue violets peep from the bank- , I praise their Creator—1 bless and I thank—And the gossamer insect at play in the beam , Is an atom that bids me adore the Supreme . Nature , kind Mother , my heart is content "With the beauty aud mirth thou hast lavishly sent : Sweet Summer is nigh , and my spirit leaps high , As the sun travels further along the blue sky . "Whathas become ofthe Irish Girl V . wethink we hear some of our readers ask . That is a question we cannot answer , though she has our best wishes for her prosperity . That she does not now correspond with the Northern Star we dare say is the fault of others : her we blame not . We shall always remember with satisfaction that our notice of her was not in vain .
Li the Brighton Herald we have observed several brief but " touching , sweet , and unaffected" poems , bearing thc signature of F . M . S . We presume the writer to belong to thc fair sex , and we have much pleasure in introducing to our readers the following lines from her yen : —
woman ' s _peateb . " Let me he loved ! " 'tis her first prayer , Her breathings warm and mild , Sre woman's passions claim to share The feelings of the child : The loving smile , the tears which rise Whene ' er by fondness moved , Trace her one hope in her bright eyes"Let me be loved 1 " What seeks true woman ? riches , fame ,
The toys of pride and power ? Seeks she to raise her gentle name By bnbbles of an ' _hdnr ? 0 , no ! she sees them all pass by Still ( areless and unmoved . Her one , sole , _'* deqi ' ai ' iiier _£ ' Ts _^ _-rto ' lJeloved ! " ..: _* _" . ¦ ¦ . . ' _>;! All strange and chequered is the way Spread out before her feet , And many a trial day by day ,
She feels that she must meet . " Bnt does the young heart ever shrink ) Or wish each cloud removed ? Nay , she's content life's cup to drink , So she is loved !
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0 ! man , proud man , despise it not , - That heart so kind ahd pure , Onee gain it , and whate ' er thy lot Her love is ever sure . ¦ ¦¦¦ _-. She , timorous , in life ' s day of calm , Stands in the storm unmoved , 'Mid every grief , her heart ' s best balm Is _>—she is loved ! 0 ! the deep , ceaseless , sacred springs Of sweet affection ' s tide , Which render all life ' s meaner things Hallowed and sanctified . "Enshrined in woman ' s soul ye lie , From outward gaze removed , " And bid her breathe that earnest sigh Let me be loved ! '
'Tis her one aim , her hope through life , The dream of every hour , In smiles or tears , in joy or strife , She knows no other power . Nay , she can breathe that prayer to heav ' n , By conscience uureproved . . Pray—that the boon to her be given To be beloved ! But 'tis time we changed the subject . Pathos and sentiment , however true , however beautifully expressed , will nevertheless the . Laughter is good for man—and while wit abounds , despite the ills oflife , men must and will enjoy the creamy richness of burlesque and fun . There has lately been published by Orr and Co ., London , a work entitled " The Book of Ballads , " edited by "Bon Gaumier . " The writings of this author our readers are already
acquainted with through the medium of Tait ' s Maga zine . We agree with the Great Gun , that he is " one ofthe best parodists we ever had . He has infinite power of versification , and a vein of the richest humour . Fun , frolic , and satire , career most joyously and harmoniously through his easy strains . " The " Book of Ballads" it seems—for we have not received a copy—" consists altogether of sportive effusions , most of which are parodies upon certain poems , or upon the , peculiar style of the popular poets and verse-spinners of the day—WOKDBVfORTH , Lockhart , _Boiwun , Tennyson , "Mjxnes , M . _icaio < et , Smythe , Montgomery , and the rest . " . There are English ballads , American ballads , Spanish ballads , and miscellaneous ballads . The specimen we give below , and for which we are indebted "to the _Great Gun , is one ofthe American .
THE AMERICANS' _APOSTBOPHE TO "B 0 Z , " [ Rapidly as oblivion does its work now-a-days , tiie burst of amiable _indigr-ation with which enlightened America received thc issue of Box ' s " Notes" can scarcely yet be forgotten . Not content with waging a universal rivalry in the piracy of the work , Columbia showered upon its author the riches of its own choice vocabulary of abuse ¦ while some of her more fiery spirits threw out playful hints as to the propriety of gouging the " stranger , " and furnishing him with a lasting suit of tar and feathers , in the event of his paying them a second visit . The perusal of these delightful expressions of free opinion suggested the following lines , wliich those who remember . Boz _' s book , and the festivities ivith which he was all but hunted to death , will at once understand . We hope we have done justice to the bitterness and " immortalhate" of these thin-skinned sons of freedom . ]
Sneak across the wide Atlantic , worthless London s puling child , Better that its waves should bear thee than the land thou hastreviled ; Better in the stifling cabin , on the sofa shouM ' st thou Sickening as the foetid niggar bears the greens and bacon by . Better , when the midnight horrors haunt the strained and creaking ship , Thou should ' st yell in vain for brandy with a fever-sodden lip ; When , amid the deepening darkness and the lamp ' s expiring shade , From the bagman ' s berth above thee comes the bountiful cascade . Better than upon fhe Broadway thou should ' st be at noonday seen , Smirking like a Tracy Tupman with a Mantalini mien ,
With a rivulet of satin falling- o'er thy puny chest , Worse than even N . P . Willis for an evening party dressed . We received thee warmly—kindly—though we knew thou wert a quiz , Partly for thyself it may be , chiefly for the sake of Phiz ! Much we bore , and much we suffered , listening to remorseless speUs OfthatSmike ' s unceasing drivellings , and these everlasting Nells . When you talked of babes and sunshine , fields and all that sor _. t of thing , Each Columbian inly chuckled as he slowly sucked his sling ; And , though all our sleeves were bursting , from the many hundreds near , Not one single scornful titter rose , on thy complacent ear . Then to show thee to the ladies , with our usual want of
sense . We engaged the place in Park-street at a ruinous expense ; Ev ' n our own three-volumed Cooper waived his old prescriptive right , And deluded Dickens figured first on that eventful night . Clusters of uncoated Yorkers , vainly striving to be cool , Saw thee desperately plunging through the perils of La Poule : And their muttered exclamation drowned the tenor Ofthe tune , — " Don't he beat all natur hollow 1 Don't he foot it like a ' coon V ¦
Bid * we spare ouv brandy-cocktails , stint thee of our whiskey grogs ? Half the juleps that we gave thee would have floored a NewmanNoggs ; And thou took ' st them in so kindly , little was there then to blame , To thy parched and panting palate , sweet as mother ' s milk they came . Did the hams of old Virginny find no favour in thine ' eyes ? Came no soft compunction o ' er thee at the _thought of pumpkin pies I Could not all our care and coddling teach thee how to draw it mild ?
But , no matter , we deserve it—serves ns right ! We spoilt the child J Too , forsooth , must come crusading , boring us . with broadest hints Of your own peculiar losses by American reprints . Such an impudent remonstrance never in our face was flung ; Lever stands it , so does Ainsworth ; iiou , 1 guess , may hold your tongue . Down our throats you'd cram your projects , thick and hard as pickled salmon ; . That I s pose you call free-trading—I pronounce it utter gammon . No , my lad , a cuter vision than yonr own might soon have
seen That a true Columbian ogle carries little that is green . Quite enough we pay , I reckon , when we stump a cent or two Por the voyages and the travels of a fresh man such as you , I have been at Niagara , I have stood beneath the Palls , I have marked the water twisting over its rampagious _waUs _; But a " holy calm sensation , " one , in fact , of " perfect peace , " Was as much my first idea as the thought of Christmas
geese . As for " old familiar faces , " lookingthrough the misty air , Surely you were strongly liquored when you saw your Chuckster there . One familiar face , however , you will very likely see If you'll only treat the natives to a call in Tennessee , Of a certain individual , true Columbian every inch , In a high judicial station , called by ' mancipators lynch . Half-an-hour of conversation with his worship in a wood Would , I strongly notion , do you an infernal deal of good _. Then you'd understand more clearly than you ever did before _..-.. _' .. Why an independent Patriot freely spits upon the floor , Why he gouges when he pleases , why he whittles at the chairs , Why for swift and deadly combat still the bowie-knife he
bears : — Why he sneers atthe Old Country with republican disdain , And unheedful of the negro ' s cry still tighter draws his chain . All these things the judge shall teach thee of the land thou hastreviled ; Get thee o er the wide Atlantic , worthless London ' s puling cliild ! Let us , however , do justice to America . Amongst her poets , she possesses some whose glorious strains in the vindication of the equal rights of aR must
command the admiration of the friends of liberty throughout the world . Messrs . _Clarkb and Co ., of London , have lately published an edition of the " Ballads and other Poems" of John Gbeenheaf _WnnriEn , one of the anti-slavery poets , and one of the earliest American advocates of " immediate emancipation . " In 1 S 44 , one John L . Brows , of South Carolina , was sentenced to be hung for " the crime of assisting a female slave to escape from bondage . " In the midst ofthe excitement consequent on this sentence , the clergy of f all denominations" in Cincinnati , Charleston , and other places , came forward unblushingly to vindicate slavery . The poet ' s indignation _at-. uch conduct is expressed in the following poem : —
STANZAS FOB THE MHES . Ho ! thou who _setkest late and long A license from the Holy Book Por brutal lust and Hen ' s red wrong Man of the Pulpit , look !— ¦ ¦! . ' Lift up those cold and atheist eyes , This ripe fruit of th y teaching see And tell us how to Heaven will rise ' The incense of this sacrifice—This blossom of the Gallows Tree J earch out for Siavem ' s hour of need Some fitting text of Sacred , Writ ; _iveHeaven the credit of a deed' ' Which shames the nether pit . ¦
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Kneel , smooth blasphemer , _unto-Him , . - •' . _- Whose truth is on thy lips a He , Ask that "His bright-winged cherubim May bend around that scaffold grim . ' To guard and bless and sanctify !—Ho ! champion of the people ' s cause-Suspend thy loud and vaiii rebuke Of foreign" wrong and Old World laws , Man of the Senate , look ! Was this the promise of the free , . The great hope of our early time , — That Slavery ' s poison vine should be Upborn e by Freedom ' s prayer-nnrsed tree , O ' erelustered with such fruits of crime ? Send out the summons East and West , _ And south and North , let allbe there , Where he who pitied the oppressed Swings out in sun and air , let not ' a democratic hand
The grisly hangman ' s task refuse , There let each loyal patriot stand , Awaiting Slavery ' s command To twist the rope and draw the noose But vain is irony—unmeet Its cold rebuke for deeds which start In fiery and indignant beat The pulses of the heart .
By Liberty ' s dishonoured name , By man ' s . lost hope and failing trust , By words and deeds , which bow with shame Our foreheads to the dust , By the exulting tyrant ' s sneer Borne to us from the Old "World ' s thrones , And , by whose victims' grief who hear In sunless mines and dungeons drear How Freedom ' s land her faith disowns !—Speak out in acts : the time for words Has passed , and deeds alone suffice ; In the loud clang of meeting swords The softer music dies ! Act—act in God ' s name , while ye may , Smite from the ' Ohurch her leprous limb , Throw open to the light of day The bondman ' s _ceU , and break away The chains the State has bound on him ,
Ho!—every true and living soul , To Freedom ' s perilled altar hear The Freeman ' s and the Christian's whole Tongue , pen , and vote , and prayer ! One last great battle for the Right—— , One' short shatp struggle to be free!—To do is to succeed—our fight . Is waged in Heaven ' s approving sight—The smile of God is Victory . ' For the reason given below , wc . cannot , as we had intended , give ' our promised review of _Fbeilioiuth ' s poetry . We -promise our readers , however , that it shall not be lost sight of . In . a future number our promise shall be fulfilled . In tho meantime we give the following translation from the German of & . _Heeveob : —
SONG OF tlBEBTY . Hast thou not heard that noble sound Bang out—before the Rhine Had leap'd to life with one wild bound ? "Say ! Is it riot divine ? Let those who dare uplift the lance Against a people free , At our immortal banner glance—¦¦ _' ¦ ' ) ' * 'Tis Liberty ! Remember all the noble vows You ' ve sworn to Fatherland ! The free to ev ' ry wind that bows Can never hope to stand—In pleasure brightest swords will rust-Remember ! to be free All rally round our homes we must ,
For Liberty ! Say not" the dawning comes not yet—The night of , woe still lowers !" The nightingale each fond regret Deep in the darkness _peurs—The night of sorrow is the time , Masters of Song I for ye ! To raise your heav ' n-taught hymns sublime Oh Liberty ! Brave leaders of the gallant hoist , Uplift . the shield once more!—Young , eaglets , rise ! our nation ' s boast 1 And chase from shore to shore The swarming crew of ravens dun , With wing of ebony—Who seek to hide the glorious sun
OfLiberty ! _, We must not close our "Feast" without giving something from the immortal stores of liberty ' s glorious bard—Beranger . Here is
THE WANDERING OUTCAST . Dans ce fosse cessans devivre , _A'c . Here , in this ditch , let me expire to-day-Tired , old , decrepid , let me end niy course . " The man is drunk , " tho passengers will say * , 'Tis well ; their pity will not make me worse . Some , as they pass me , ' turn aside the head ; Others fling down an alms as they go by . Run to your happy homes * withoutyour aid , The wandering outcast can lie down , and die . Yes , in this place I perish of old age , Because not Wiled hy hunger long ago . I hoped that , in my last declining stage , . The Almshouse would have soothed an old man ' s woe .- , _,.-. ... ., But still , filled up , each Almshouse is beset ; So hard the fate the indigent must mourn ! My nursing mother was the strest , and let . .. The wandering outcast die where he was born .
Once , of our artisans I craved a trade , ¦ When I was young ; my asking was denied . " We scarce have work sufficient for our bread , Go , be a beggar , " they have coldly cried . Rich men , who bid me work , full oft I fed On bones , the relics of your goodly cheer . Oft , on your straw , my limbs have found a bed : The wandering outcast will not curse ye here . Outcast and poor , I could have robbed ; but no-It still were less disgrace to beg than steal ; At most , I ' ve plucked an apple , hanging low From the _xoad-hedge , to be a scanty meal . But yet full oft in dungeons cold and chill , By . our king's warrant I have lain alone . They took from me my only good ; for stUl Tho wandering outcast can enjoy the sun , Has tho poor man a country ? What to me !
Your corn , and wine , and oil ; your mighty wars ; Your arts , * , -your industry by laud and sea ; The voice of your assembled orators ? : When , in the open cities of our land , The haughty stranger held his armed control , I wept some foolish tears ; yet from his hand _,. The wandering outcast hath received a dole . Men , whirefore not . destroy me , as ye _kUl : The noxious reptile , with a crushing heel 1 Ah i had ye rather taught ine to fulfil Some honest part amid the commonweal . Had it been sheltered from the adverse blast , The poisonous worm had been an ant , and so As brothers I had loved ye to the last .
The wandering outcast dies your deadly foe . We have been _constrained to widely depart from our original intention in giving this second part of our " feast of the Poets . " 'BendesFiiEijtiiaEAiH _' _a poems , several small works received for review , ¦ would have been noticed in this article hut for the fact that tho writer is confined to his bed under an attack of sudden and severe illness . He writes these words propped up . between pillows , with- the heart throbbing with nausea , and his brain feverfired ; under such circumstances , when tohold the pen at all is a misery :, he is sure the readers will extend then' charitable pardon for all sins of omission and commission contained in this article . In accordance with the first announcement , the next "Feast ofthePoets" will be holden in the latter part of the month of June , when we hope to meet our friends under , happier auspices than we now take leave of them .
THE USE OF POETS . [ From " Poetical Remains ofthe late Mrs . James Gray . " ] "I don't see the use of poetry . "— _<* " % _erii « l {< m 8 of a , very wise Friend . Ask why the flower is beautiful , . Ask why the fields are green , Why sunset casts a lovelier glow Upon a common scene—Why the glad birds have pleasant songs T o charm the listener ' s ear—. Then say they have no use , no power The sons of earth to cheer .
The flowers might be but scentless things , Without one radiant hue ; The suu might set without the glow That glorifies the view ; , Then wherefore are they beautiful ? 0 ! beauty is a gift , Prom'the dull things of earth , to heaven The gazer ' s thoughts to lift , And most the poet ' s throbbing heart Its influence must find , As the J-jolian lyre gives back ,.., Each . whisper tothe wind . If the free , wood-bird's , song hath power ; To glad the weary heart , May not the _poets soul-poured strains A loftier joy impart * What , though his days be passed in dreams , His nights in vigils lone ; He hath a mighty recompense ,
To worldl y minds unknown . He knows that manly soul shall glow , That gentle eyes shall fill , And throbbing hearts Mb influence feel , Even when his own is . _still , ' As sunshine penetrates tiie depths ' Of some dim forest dell ; As winds from s 6 me ; stili mountain lake , _^ "A murmur may compel . ; So may his song with hope pervade Some darkly-shadowed mind— . So even amidst the dull and cold ,. An echo may it find !
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And many a noble _thouglCthat else " In silence might have died ,, Shall , oh the wings of his wild song , ' ; . _' _.,-, Bewafted far and wide . ' _, _,-. ... And many a deed of olden dayF , That makes the young heart ; thrill , ShaU , in the poet ? s lays , be shrined ' For oiir example still . If fragrant flowers , unblamed be clothed In such surpassing dyes ; If sunshine be a lovely thing , Allowed to common skies . If birds and fountains have a voice , Man ' s passions to subdue ; May not the mind ' s wide regions have * Its flowers and music too ?
The Repeal Association.
THE REPEAL ASSOCIATION .
The Weekly Meeting Of This Body Was Held...
The weekly meeting of this body was held on Monday in the Conciliation HaU , which was crowded in every part , and a , degree of enthusiasm prevailed which _fulJy equalled any witnessed there since the opening ofthe building . Mr . Edmund Burke Roche , M . P ., was called to the chair . TJpon taking which he said he could not commence his observations better than by calling on the meeting to give threo cheers for the British Ministers , and the majority who earned the second reading of the Maynooth Bill ( the meeting unanimously rose , and cheered loudly for some minutes , Mr . O'Connell taking the lead ) . The chairman declared his warm approval of . 'that excellent measure , for which the people of Ireland would feel grateful ( hear ) . After some further remarks , he concluded by expressing his approbation .. of the conciliatory speech made by Sir James Graham , and the spirit of frankness which characterised his amende to Ireland ( applause ) .
Mr . _O'Connell rose , and commenced a review of the recent debate on the Maynooth bUl . The speech of Sir James Graham , ho declared , was highly honourable to him as a gentleman and a statesman . ( Cheers . ) He applauded him fOl' that speech . 0 , it would place him upon a pedestal on , the base of which should be "Justice to Ireland . " ( Continued cheers . ) Yes , they would now hold out their hands to him and their hearts should be in them . In the first place ( continued Mr . O'Connell ) he admits the charge against hun , that he declared " conciliation had reached its utmost limits . " lie says he committed a serious offence , and he has not only retracted it , but expressed his sorrow for having used that expression . No Christian or gentleman would hesitate to forgive a man who said so much , ( Hear , hear . ) He says further that there wust be more measures of justice to
Irelandthat the Maynooth bill is in fact but the precursor to others of an equally just character . ( Cheers . ) Now , lie kllOWS WO have dissolved the Precursor Association , otherwise he might be liable to be asked for liis subscription to that body . ( Laughter . ) . Well , ns we cannot do that , all we ask is his support . What did he tell Frederick Shaw ? ( Hisses . ) That Ireland had been hitherto governed by a Protestant ascendancy , and that there was an end . to ascendancy—they were to hear no more of it . ( Applause . ) The greatest evil of Ireland is religious ascendancy ; the evil would be just as great were it a Catholic ascendancy , and I will tell Sir James Graham from this spot , and in your name I declare we wm help hhn to keep , down Catholic ascendancy . ( Cheers . ) All we want is fair play—a clear stage and no . favour . I declare . I would rather go to the stake and perish than consent to a Catholic
ascendancy in- Ireland . We win have no ascendancy . Then hurrah for Sir . James Graham , who is . to assist us in asserting tliis principle . ( Great cheers . ) Recorder Shaw is angry with Sir James Graham . I will tell hhn thishe is the greatest enemy the union ever had . It was to him and Lyndhurst the task of spoiling the Irish Municipal Reform Bill was confided , and well they performed it . They struck out no less than thirty-six clauses of that bill ; but Shaw left enough in it to serve himself ( groans ); he provided for his own salary , which he raised , and settled on the Consolidated Fund—he retained all the patronage of the office of Recorder , and , after a four years ' struggle , during which he and his party spoiled the bill , they consented to give the present imperfect measure to the people . I repeat again I am greatly pleased with the speech of Sir James Graham—it was a manly , kind , and
truly repentant speech , and I think we will send him absolution from the Conciliation Hall . ( Laughter and cheers . ) ' The next speech I like is that of Sir Robert Peel , ( Cheers . ) Now I feel for him—he is placed in a very awkward predicament . There are some slips in his speech , but , under all the circumstances , I excuse him . ( Hear , hear . ) He talks of ouv being convicted—he forgets the way the prosecution ended . Why he could convict the angels out of heaven with an orange jury of the city of Dublin ; and then , I ask him , was not the conviction reversed ? Sir ltobert was mistaken ; but we forgive him , as it was a small mistake ( hear , hear ); and I forgive Sir James Graham for calling me " a convicted conspirator . " For the rest of my life I don't think I will ever reproach him with it again . Sir Robert Feel talked of the Bequests Bill , and boasted that it divided the clergy
from the laity—that bespoke a foregone conclusion , which I I beg to question ; and I think I may say he will not separate the people of . Ireland from then' clergy . ( Cheers . ) Sir Robert said the agitation was net to be put down by force . He was right . How could force be used when there was no violence , or nothing that force could ; be brought against ? 1 tell Peel that , so far from using force to cany ouv objects , he may take away every soldier out of Ireland , and , if lie wants a volunteer corps , we will _, give it to him . ( Cheers . ) After _^ tliis declaration , surely the soldiers ought not to be pent up as they are in their barracks . There is no army in the world so brave as the national army of our beloved Queen ; but why shut them up behind barrack wallsl Thoy would not like it even in the face of an enemy ; and when they see the eyelet holes with which the , walls are bored , they call . mem
" coward holes . " ( Hear , hear . ) No , we would not take anything by force , if there was not a single soldier in Ireland . Our cause is to be gained by persuasion . Peel says we ore not to be put down by force .. I don't lookfor a higher authority , and therefore I beg to make my bow to him . ( Laughter and cheers . " But he says we are to bo put down by kindness , generosity , and justice . I am much obliged to him for making the trial ; and if he only goes on he will succeed .. Now , Peel has been cruelly treated by thc bigotry and fanaticism of the English . ( Hear . ) How often have I said the English people hated us 1 They hate us because of the crimes they have perpetrated in Ireland ; and it is natural for those to hate who inflict injustice . Not a single English member who spoke in favour of the bill who had not to make the confession thathe was acting in opposition to the win of his
constituents ; and I here give them credit and honour for their conduct ; while we should the more vehemently denounce the turpitude of the English people . Before emancipation passed , I should be alarmed at the feeling which is . exhibited in England , but now 1 do not care a twopenny ticket for it . ( Hear , hear . ) The English Presbyterians and Dissenters have led the van against the people of Ireland ; and Sheil very properly taunted them with the gross ingratitude of their conduct . Mr . Duncombe checked him , and said the Presbyterians objected to the billon " principle . " What a paltry excuse was that ' . Every yeav since I went to Parliament , £ 30 , 000 , ' _--asregiurtidonum _, was granted to them ! That sum involves the very same principle ; but when did any of the Dissenters come forward to object on principle ? They exercise the principle against Irish Catholics alone ;
while even the Irish dissenters are allowed to escape , I tell Mr . Duncombe that instead of applauding the conduct of the dissenters , he is only putting then * conduct in a darker light , and I tell them they are guilty of base ingratitude to us . They were emancipated in 1828 , but not by their own exertions—they were torpid , and it was we who led the van and relieved them . ( Cheers , ) This is the arm that drew the petition which led to . tlieir emancipation . ( Cheers . ) I drew up the petition which was adopted by the Catholic Association—in a short tune it received 28 , 000 signatures , and in a fortnight after it was presented to the House of Commons the bill for their emancipation was passed . ( Hear , hear . ) Oh , their conduct is base—they are guilty of the blackest ingratitude—they have exhibited the grossest bigotry and intolerance . ( Hoar , hear . ) We are told that their head
is a kind of : _Mothodifit Pope , called Jabez Bunting—( laughter ) , and that he has at his disposal nearly JE 200 , 000 a year . I don ' t envy them all this money , but I don't think it ought to be expended in opposing the Maynooth bill . It is from them that the great bulk of the petitions which are covering the table of the house are coming , I am told the reason they hate the Irish is , that they ave a demure people , and wish to look sedate , while we are prone to be merry . Well , who cares about them , We \ yU 1 laugh at them still . ( Laughter . ) 1 repeat my charge against the people of England , and Scotland too . In the discussions between the Kirk and the Free Church in Scotland , the Catholics in the House of
Commons always supported the friends of the Free Church yet they now attack us . Shame upon them—shame upon the men * who can exhibit such bigotry and injustice ; but I have done with them , I want nothing but their abuse . ( Hear . ) Let it be recollected Lord John Russell took the part of the Protestant dissenters—he said they lire the friends of civil and religious liberty . Where did he get that fact i I look back to histoiy , and I cannot find any such thing ; and their conduct reminds me of the Established Church ; and I am truly grateful to that Church , for they have offered us no opposition . ( Cheers . ) Now , I put Lord John Russell tothe proof of his statement . At one time the dissenters rose in rebellion
and cut off the King's head , Was that a proof of their regard for civil and religious liberty ? They set up Crom " well , who became a military dictator with their _support . And was that another proof of their love of civil and religious liberty ? About the time to wliich Lord John Russell alludes , what was then * conduct in Ireland ? Drogheda , capitulated on treaty ; yet that treaty was disregarded by the army of dissenters , who butchered every soldier found in the garrison , and two whole days were spent in slaughtering the inhabitants . At Wexford they murdered 300 helpless , women at the foot of the cross , whither they fled , in the ' hope of that holy emblem having
some effect on the soldiery : but , no , they were all bayonettedincold blood ! ( Sensation . ) Why , there are some of them would , do the same thing to-day ; but they won't , for a reason they have . ( Cheers . ) They never shall massacre Irishwomen again : if they do we will not be the survivors . ( Repeated cheering . ) Ihave been _^ n the best possible humoursince yesterday . When I awoke this morning Ifound myself laughing , and I still continue labours of my hfe may now draw to a close . I do not think "the Repeal cause or its humble advocate ever stood upon so . high a pinnacle as at the present moment , By
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the admission of our enemies , we are irresistible . - ( Continued cheers . ) 0 , indeed , the man who commits a crime gives strength'to the enemy . ' . The , man is a misereantwho does not obey us _, now ; imd % _* ai ; thi . s spot , in the n ame of tiie sacred " ca _}* se , of ' Repeal , *" I _iniplm-e , I com . mahd the people of Heland ; to ' desist from _^ riinc . sl [ _Vvz . tracted cheers . ) Let there be no more agrarian disturbances : the time is not far distant when there . . will he a good system between landlord and . teuaut , and disturbances will only have the effect of . postponing it . ; . > Lit you all hunt out ribbon lodges , and expose . thum to the magistrates and the police , and I call upon ,. the people of
Ireland to be peaceable , but vigilant , and they , must succeed . ( Cheers . ) The Maynooth . ' graiit was graciously and well done—I accept it , and _. I am thankful for , It ; but 1 do not give more thanks than it , deserves . Twill be grateful for every such measure , but I . will not rest content till the last penny " in the , pound , is paid in . our own Parliament in _College . green . ' ' ( Cheers . ) ¦ . 1 -repeat again I amgratcful to the Ministry—considering their position —seeing there is a manliness " and . boldness about them that no other Ministry had—they deserve _^ onr warmest approbation for the course they are pursuing . ( Cheers . ) After some further observations , the hon . and . lear / ied gentleman resumed his seat amid applause .
Mr . Dillon Browne , M . P ., and some , other genfl-mcn addressed the chair . The rent was announced to be £ 3515 9 s . 10 ( 1 . and the meeting separated .
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An " Agreeable _SunrniSE . "— "We ivere rather startled the other evening by the following announcement , which appeared in tho Cork Examiner .- —"¦ The Liberator , with his usual generosity , and . high appreciation of Irish talent , has volunteered tb double his subscription for thc Crucifixion of Mr . Barter . "Knowing the reputation of the Liberator as a man of peace , we were " positively shocked" at the revelation of this blood-thirsty trait in his character . What tho deuce , asked we , in our simplicit y , had this Mr . Barter done—what crime had he perpetrated to justify the Liberator in joining in a subscription to have him crucified ? Wo read
furthera load was taken from our heart—wc were " agreeably surprised" to find tliat the _paragrap h ot our cotemporary was only a puff on some Cork artist who had produced a piece of sculpture and called it " The Crucifixion . "—Dublin World . 0 ! now _Shocking '—In tlic " Vestiges ofthe Natural Histoiy of Creation , " Ugliness is described as a consequence of Misery . What frights wc shall all bo through tlic operation ofthe income-tax I—Punch . Tiie Land op _Lihertv—It lias long been an Englishman ' s boast , that as soon as a refugee sets foot . ijl England , thai moment he becomes free . New , wo think this boast hardly goes far enough . It should particularly state that the letters ofthe foreigner are treated with even greater freedom than himself . —
Ibid . Sam Slick ' s _Gteoloot . —The clockmakor says , " 1 never heard of secondary formations without pleasure—that's a . fact . The ladies , you know , are the secondary formation , for-they were formed artcr man , " Toxgue _Wakbioiis . — " I cannot imagine , " said Lord Aberdeen , " why the war party in France are always putting out their tongues at us . " "It is very easily explained , " replied Lord Brougham ; "it is because they want to lick us . " Of so Use to any One bui the Owker . —When a certain worthy laird had his head taken off in the Scotch troubles , his housekeeper feelingly remarked , " It was na great thin « j * of a head to be sure , but at was a sair loss to him .
SUGGESTIONS BT STEAM . AVhen woman is in rags , and poor * , And sorrow cold , and hunger tease her ; If man would only listen more To that small voice that crieth— " Ease her !" "Without the guidance of a friend , Though legal sharks and screws attack her ; If man would only more attend To that small voice that crieth— ' * _Bacli her I " So oft it would not be liis fate To witness some despairing dropper In Thames _' s tide , and run too late ,
To that small voice that crieth— " Stop her !" JBood's Magazine , St . Stephen's Theatricals Exthaoiujixary . —Peel ' s company of Ministerial minstrels having during the week produced such full houses , will shortly , in a new entertainment , repeat tlieir extraordinary performances . The novelty of their introduction in the popular air of "Jim Crow , " viz ., in swallowing the hustings' stanza without anv percepiblo effort ,-was absolutely electrifying . A domestic tragedy ¦ of intense interest , called " Endowment" is in rehearsal , and will be shortly produced at the above _establishrnent . "—Satirist .
Goixg the whole Hooo at Coubt . —The Court Circular of last week , in its account of thc presentations at the drawing-room , had the following : — "Miss Hogg , by her mother , Mra . Hogg . . Miss Mary Hegg , by her mother , Mrs . Hogg . " The two Misses Hogg must not be mistaken for a-portion of the . " swinish multitude" once referred to by the lato _lamented Castlereagh ; very few of that multitude are iiicluded in the drove who go to Court . " There was a _laely loved a swine , " but it is not stated to what branch ofthe Hogg family she belonged . —R > id . A Compliment to Peel . —A clerical correspondent in tho Times , who complains of" the clergy for not speaking out as one man touching the Maynooth grant , " heaves a groan , and says it is all because
Feel carries the bag . This is trul y a clincher to Ferrand ' s compliment that the Premier was " the greatest traitor since Judas Iscariot . "—Ibid . _Gtibbs a _^ o _Mavxooth . —Thc papers state that the Lord Mayor is decidedly against the Maynooth grant _. The Irish people need not bo surprised at this , for Lord Mayor Gibbs does not seem friendly to making a grant of money to anybody . A Catholic college and a Protestant church are weighed in the same balance by his lordship . If Gibbs , as some think , was born with a silver spoon in his mouth , never was anybody more reluctant to '' fork out . "—Ibid . A Prospect for'Graham . —SirJamcs Graham * recently declared that England was ' the common sink for political outcasts . " There is every probability ,
we are happy to state , that he mil shortly be m a position to fraternise with the denomination of people he describes . —Md . Maroahet Lamwhjx . —The __ husband of Margaret Lambrun having died of grief occasioned by the death of his mistress , Mary Queen of Scots , Margaret formed the resolution to avenge the deaths of her husband and mistress upon Elizabeth . __ To accomplish her purpose , she assumed a man ' s habit , and repaired to tho English _| court ; but , as she was pushing through a crowd , to get near the queen , she dropped one of her pistols . This being observed , she was seized and brought before Elizabeth , who examined her strictly ; when _Margaret replied , "Madam , though I . appear in tliis habit , I am a woman ; I was several
years in the service of Queen -Mary , whom you have unjustly put to death . You have also caused tliat of my husband , who died of grief to see that innocent queen perish soiniquitously . Now ,, as I had the greatest affection for both , I resolved to revenge their deaths , by killing you . I have made many efforts to divert my resolution from this design , but in vain . " The queen heard this avowal with calmness , and answered : " You are then pers _* * iaded that in this action you have done your duty , and satisfied the demands wliich your love for your mistress and your husband required from you ; but what , think you , is my duty to you V Margaret asked it'this question was put as a queen or a judge ; arid on her Majesty saying as a queen , "Then , " said Margaret , "Your Majesty
ought to grant nie a pardon . " But what assurance can you give me , " returned the queen , "that you will not repeat tiie attempt ? " " _Madamj" replied Margaret , ' " a favour which is granted under restraint is ho more a favour ; and in so doing your Majesty would act against me as a judge . " The queen was so struck with her behaviour , that she gave her a pardon and safe conduct out of the kingdom . Gas Superseded . —Mr . "Weckes _' s plan for lighting towns by electricity is about to be carried into effect in America . The editor of the Cincinnati Mechanic states that an experiment he lately witnessed was perfectly successful ; that the apparatus is by ; no means costly ; and that for lighting Cincinnati , two towers , it is considered , will be sufficient to illuminate the whole city . Mr . "Weekes _' s plan was first published in this country as far back as 1831 . — Builder .
_FEAnpuiiY and Wondekfully Madb . — Wombwell's exhibitor used to remark of the ; elephants trunk that it was adapted to unroot oaks orpick up a pin . Civil engineering appears to . embrace an ; equal _, multiplicity of objects . At the last meeting of the Institution of Civil Engineers , a new patent machine for the manufacture of teeth , gums , and palates , Avas exhibited alongside of railroad and locomotive models , and ( deservedly ) much admired .. It is pretty , generally known that the . loss of ; the . organs just enumerated isnot unfrequently supplied by _artiljcial imitations ; but the . description ofthe process hy which the imitations are formed ., and _^ inserted goesiurther to place the human body on _adopting qf cqiiality _!> yith machines than the mere abstract _& dwledgei ,. _/ , A _^ cast of the mouth is first taken , in thej ' u _^ viat , way , _. to ' sobtaih an exact counterpart . bfjthe _mequplities of the inside _t ' . the ' soace _interveniris _. befiween . two vermeil
lips may be , clogged up with plaster , of Paris as a preparative- to restored " 'beauty . _, Art does not stop here in its power to replacemutflated or decayed members . Legs ahd arms of exquisite proportion and finish—to say nothing of . _sjrelhhg _' caudaJ appendages sacred to the use ofthe fair sex—meet , the eye in every street . In the vicinity of Temple-bar , a placard in a shop window informs the passer-by , that " artificial eyes , of peculiar' _clearness and vivacity of expression , " are to be had there . The thriving appearance of all these decorative artists tempts , people at times to question whether , any person _^ they converse . witli . is entirely human . The' whole . ; pop . ulatiori seein akin to the enchanted prince _^ in the [ _ArabidriMghts—ii _^ _avAs flesh and downwards ; marble / When toe police pick up a lady or gentleman , knocked down by an over-driven cab , they , must , feel puzzled whether to ' _¦ ¦ carry the body for repair to the surgeon , _; the mechanist , or the _, civil engineer . —Spectator , " - ,
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