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Ice Manufacture-Lord Byron's Plagiarisms.

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In the beginning of the seventeenth found a ready sale, and was the occasion century, however, drinking cups made of so great an increase in the number of of ice, and iced fruits, were brought to sellers of lemonade, that in the year 1676, table; and before its conclusion the the lemonadiers of Paris were formed French began to congeal all kinds of into a company, and received a patent well-tasted juices, which were served up from the government. as refreshments at the tables of the great and wealthy.

In the beginning of the next century, the principle of congealing water by the In the year 1621, Barclay's Argenis, mixture of salt or nitre with ice and snow an interesting romance, was published was so well known, that it was then beat Paris; and its author places on the come, in Paris and elsewhere, a common table of Juba, in the middle of summer, amusement for children, who had a trick fresh apples for Arsidas, one half of of placing a jug containing a mixture of which were incrusted with transparent snow and saltpetre on a table over which ice. A bason of ice filled with wine water had been poured, and agitating was also handed to him, and he was in- the mixture with a stick, till the jug beformed that to prepare all these things came firmly frozen to the table.*

in summer was a new art.

In this, and the succeeding month, A few years after the publication of much knowledge may be gained of mathe book just mentioned, a new beverage rine plants, shells, &c. &c., by those who was introduced, called lemonade, which visit the sea-coast. The healthful amusesoon came into high repute, and was rec- ment of wandering over the sands or ommended by physicians against putrid beach, and among the caverns of our diseases. About the year 1660 an Ital- sea-girt isle, may easily be rendered imian from Florence, having learnt a pro- proving to the mind, as well as the body, cess of freezing confectionary, which had by bringing us acquainted with the great been before employed only by jugglers, Author of Nature, in the apparently conceived the happy idea of converting most insignificant, but wonder-fraught, such beverage entirely into ice. This works of his almighty hand.

+ Very easy and simple directions for making iceeups for drinking of wine in summer, will be found in Mr. Boyle's History of Cold. title xiv, page 137.


From the Gentleman's Magazine, May 1818.

HAT Lord Byron, notwithstanding
all his "original darings," has often
condescended to imitate his brother
bards, and that he has borrowed from
them a great variety of striking images,
I was fully convinced, before I read the
remarks on his Plagiarisms in a late num-
ber of your Miscellany. In addition to
those plagiarisms or imitations, I beg
leave to present you with a few resem-
blances, as follows.

In his "Fair Isabel," Mr. Polwhele thus describes what he calls " the breath of the wintry night."

See Mr. Parkes's Chemical Essays, vol. i, p. 239; Rees's Cyclopædia, art. Cooling of Liquors; and Beckmann's History of Inventions, vol. iii.

"While oft to eddying gusts, the fane
Echo'd, and rang its whirling vane,
And the gales, thro' crannies, told decay,
And moan'd along the cloistral way:
Then upwards whistling seem'd to scale
The buttress, and the tower assail,

And in murmurs swept the arras behind;
And the dying embers in the wind

Kindled up, a bright-blue flame;

And priests and warriors, in the gleam,
Crested or mitred, with menacing look,
Shook their crosiers and pikes, as the tapestry shook.
The cold moan, or the ghastly glare ?" &c. &c.
-But was it the tempestuous air,

Very similar is the following passage

"As he heard the night-wind sigh

Was it the wind through some hollow stone
Sent that soft and tender moan?

Like the figures on arras that gloomily glare
Stirr'd by the breath of the wintry air,
So, seen by the dying lamp's fitful light,
Lifeless, but lifelike and awful to sight,
As they seem through the dimness about to come

From the shadowy wall, where their images frown,
Fearfully flitting to and fro,

As the gusts on the tapestry come and go,”
Siege of Corinth.

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-Heaven opened wide,
All glitters, and the shepherd's heart is cheer'd.


From the London Monthly Magazine. POPE'S HOMER. POP DOPE'S moonlight scene, from the Iliad, though perpetually cited, and though praised by mechanical critics, is mere verbiage. Pope had no perception of the picturesque,-which consists in distant and individual painting: he generalizes what in Homer is particular, and gives us traditionary metaphors and vague bombast; "the lamp of night," and stones male, but arable and meadow and "floods of glory." What is lands female. Air they divided thus: worse,--he had not the feeling to be to the masculine gender, rough winds touched with the solitariness of the and hurricanes of every kind; to the shepherd,-who is described as cheered female, the sky and the zephyrs. Fire, by the sight of the starry heavens. We when of a consuming nature, they made have a whole gang of country folks, male, but artificial and harmless flames peering up at the sky, and blessing the they consigned to the feminine class. "useful light" of the moon. Cowper Not so the Romans. They made a has turned this with happy simplicity most awkward, and, in some instances, peculiarly ridiculous, distribution of genders. Indeed, even the poets of that

The following makes no pretensions celebrated nation seem to have been to be considered as a successful transla- little disposed to shew any species of tion; it is au experiment, only to show gallantry to a sex, an attachment to that the passage is capable of being ren- which, probably, caused the rise and dered in rhyme, within a much narrower range than Pope has taken :

existence of their art.

As the chief stars glow visible on high,
Round the bright moon, in calm and breezeless sky;
The cliffs, the beacon-heights, emerge to sight,

And all the glimmering glens are touch'd with light:

Heav'n boundless breaks, each glittering star is known,
The shepherd muses in his joy alone.

May Jove confound me, if my mind
Is prone to rail on women kind,
Supreme of good to mortals given,
The best, the fairest boon of heaven,
If you Medea bring to view,
Penelope was chaste and true;
The virtues by Alcestis shown,
For Clytemnestra's crimes atone;
Monstrous if Phædra's vice appear,
I'll bring her opposite, don't fear.-
Bless me! what ails my stupid head?
My good examples all are fled.
Soon themes of panegyrie fail;
Dve thousands, when I want to rail.
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From the European Magazine.

The ladies were no great favourites of the Greek comic poets-Will they pardon a translation of an extract from a comedy of Eubulus, not very remarkable for its gallantry.


It appears from Seneca, that the ancient Egyptians, in the disposition which they allotted to the genders of their nouns, paid a singular and delicate compliment to the fair sex. In the four elements, beginning with water: they appointed the ocean, as a rough boisterous existence, to the male sex: but streams and fountains they left to the more gentle females. As to earth, they made rocks

The women of Plautus are almost uniformly bad. Those in Terence are little better; and the only one among them who had done a good action, begs pardon of her husband, as being convinced of her own criminality in doing it.

"Mi Chreme, peccavi! Fateor Vincor."*

Terent. Heaut.

The prose writers of the Augustan era seem to have favoured the sex no more than the poets; and Seneca's account of the ladies of his time is at least as bitter as the sixth satire of Juvenal.

There was published at Leyden (about the year 1754) a Syriac translation, with a Latin version, of two epistles, said to be written by St. Clement of Rome, the disciple of St. Peter the Apostle, but

It will hardly be believed, by the unclassical reader, that the fault for which the good lady bogs pardon in these humble strains,

"I was wrong, my Chremes! I own it; I am convinced of it;"

was neither more nor less, than the saving her child from being murdered, as her husband and its father had ordered.

394 Original Anecdote of Rousseau-Mahomet's Prohibition of Wine. [VOL3

From the same.


The prohibition of wine by the great prophet of the Mussulmans is grounded on the following legend:

From the New Monthly Magazine, June 1818.


much more probably the production His companion angrily withdrew his arm, of some bigotted monk of the early saying: "Allow me to use my own faages, than of an almost immediate suc- culties." Some coaches, passing by at cessor of Jesus Christ. As a specimen the time, parted them; each took his of his work, the following extract will own way, and this was the last as well as probably be thought suflicient. He the first time that Gretry saw the philosospeaks to his brethren as to the pro- pher. per conduct to be observed concerning women:-"Let us neither eat, nor drink, nor inhabit, nor have any thing in common with them. I we are benighted at a distance from home, and invited by any of our friends, let us, if possible, lodge with a single man. But Two angels, Haroth and Maroth,were at any rate, let us admit no woman into sent from heaven to the earth to govern our company, but let man officiate only mankind, and to teach them in particuwith man. If it happens that there are lar to abstain from three things-murder, only women in the place, let us convene judging unjustly, and drinking wine. For them together, and, after having addressed some time matters went on wonderfully to them an edifying discourse, let us re- well: men learned by degrees to throw quest the oldest and most reserved to off the dominion of the senses and appe. give us a lodging where there is no tites; they became rational, kind, and woman, and after having brought us a sociable, and the two angels were every lamp and other necessaries, to leave us where lauded to the skies as the wisest to ourselves." of rulers and the most just of judges. One beautiful and at the same time artful woman destroyed all this happiness. She was engaged in a law-suit with her At the performance of an opera, com- husband, and to gain over the two saposed by Gretry, the latter was introduc- preme judges to her side, she invited ed to Rousseau who thus addressed him: them one morning to breakfast, and took "How happy I am to see you! I had good care to mingle wine profusely with long believed my heart to be closed the viands. The unsuspecting angels against the soft emotions which your freely partook of the savoury dishes, till music has excited in it. I must make at length desires unbecoming of angels your acquaintance, Sir; though it would were awakened in them. The woman be more correct to say that I am already smiled at the success of her stratagem, acquainted with you from your works. but was not to be purchased at a cheap But I wish to be your friend. Are you rate. She wished to make an excursion married?"-"Yes."-"Have you mar- in the air, and even to heaven; she thereried a woman of esprit as it is called?" fore insisted that one angel should teach "No."-"I thought so!"-" My wife her the magic words which would enable never says any thing but what she feels, her to ascend thither, and the other those and simple Nature is her guide."- which would secure her return. The "So I thought! O, I love the artists; anger of heaven was inflamed at this prothey are children of Nature; I must ceeding. The angels were summoned, learn to know her; I must see her and were obliged to pronounce their often."-During the performance he own sentence, which was, that they several times pressed the hand of Gretry, should be suspended by a chain, and who remained with him, and they left thus languish till the great judgment-day. the house together. In the street they The woman was transformed into the came to a heap of stones, left by the pa- star Lucifer. viours, which Rousseau seemed not to So far the Arabian prophet. To this observe. Gretry, apprehensive that he story, pregnant with meaning, he subwould tumble over them, took him by joins the question:-" Is not this cust the arm and begged him to take care. sufficient to avoid wine !"

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From the Literary Gazette, June 1818.

Doctor Garth, who was a great frequenter of the Wits Coffee House (the Cocoa-Tree, in St. James'-street,) sitting there one morning conversing with two persons of rank, when Rowe, the poet, (who was seldom very attentive to his dress and appearance, but still insufferably vain of being noticed by persons of consequence) entered, and placing himself in a box nearly opposite to that in which the Doctor sat, looked constantly round with a view of catching his eye; but not succeeding, he desired the waiter to ask him for his snuff-box, which he knew to be a valuable one, set with diamonds, and the present of some foreign prince; this he returned, and asked for so repeatedly, that Garth, who knew him well, perceived the drift, and accordingly took from his pocket a pencil, and wrote on the lid the two Greek characters P (phi rho,) which so mortified the poet that he quitted the room.


"And ten low words oft creep in one dull line."

In the following lines from ShakPope speare's Julius Cæsar, there are no less than sixteen monosyllables:

"I am glad that my weak words Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus."



Levis standing bareheaded before her. Dear cousin," says she, "pray be covered!"-and he replies; "Cousin, I would rather remain as I am."


Lady C was rallying the Turkish Ambassador concerning the Alcoran's permitting each Mussulman to have many wives. "Tis true, Madam,' replied the Turk; and it permits it, that the husband may, in several, find the various accomplishments which many Englishwomen, like your Ladyship, singly possess.'




Such is the baptismal appellation given Christian faith. During his stay in to this Indian on his conversion to the England he was taught the English language, in which he has made a very tolerble proficiency, and his hand writing is legible. In his person he is well made, his complexion a copper color, and he is about five feet six inches in height : he is robust and very active. His canoe, which is now on board the Isabella, sent out to explore the arctic regions, is the same in which he was found at sea. It is fifteen feet long, and entirely formed from the skin of the sea calf; it is sea proof. Each end is pointed, like those boats that ply on the Thames, and which are called funnies; but the upper part is open like the deck of a little sloop. In himself, which comes up to his loins; the midst is an opening in which he seats then, by means of a belt made of the in testines of the whale, he fastens round his body the skins that are placed round this opening; and the upper part of his body is so well wrapped up in furs, that only his hands and face are exposed to the water. In this position, with one single paddle, he manœuvres his canoe either in advance or retreat, with the most surprising swiftness, and far superior to that of any fouroared cutter; but what is the most as


tonishing of all his manoeuvres, he can give to his vessel all the properties of a diving machine, and shelter himself like an aquatic fowl in the most stormy weatotally plunged under the water, while ther he lays it entirely on one side, and his canoe, still following the same direction, has its keel turned upwards: he then goes on the other side and places


In the castles and palaces of the ancient nobility of France, the tapestry frequently presents memorials of their pride of ancestry. On the tapestry of an apartment in the palace of the Duke de himself as before: what renders this Croy, at Paris, is a representation of the Deluge, in which a man is seen running after Noah, and calling out: " My good friend, save the archives of the CROYS!" Another piece of tapestry in the paace of the Duke de Levis represents the Virgin Mary with an ancestor of the de

during all this time he never lets go his
movement the more extraordinary is, that
He has shown these mancu-
vres on the river to the astonishment of a

crowd of spectators. When he throws his
dart he never misses his aim, and he throws
a long lance to a considerable distance.

From La Belle Assemblee, May 1818.


Coxe's Memoirs of Marlborough-The Royal George.




From the Monthly Magazine, June 1818. bouts for some weeks afterwards, TH HE Memoirs of John Duke were always bringing up a corpse." The Marlborough, with his original cor sudden and melancholy effect of this narrespondence; by WM. COXE, M.A.-will rative; the peculiar contrast of the fill up an important hiatus in the bio- cheerful, tho' very retired look of this litgraphy of illustrious men. The first the green flat, with the sad records which volume of this work is just published. almost ceased to mark its surface, sugWhat Mallet and Glover did not, or gested the following lines, which I hope could not, accomplish, seems now in a my readers will excuse me for inserting. fair way to be done, in the best manner, by the present historian; who has had access to a very voluminous mass of papers; not only the different collections in this country, but even the Continent has been laid under contribution for materials of this life of the hero of Blenheim. The present volume details the events of the Duke of Marlborough's life, from his birth in 1650, to the year 1706,-a period of time most eventful in the annals of England. We recommend this work as one which will do honour to our national character. The style is easy and unaffected, and will add further meed to the already wellearned literary merits of the Archdeacon of Wilts.

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....On the picturesque scenery of the island we forbear to dilate, because it has been already presented to our contemplation by tourists and topographers; the ensuing episodical effusion, however, we may venture to say, has not been anticipated:

"Thou! who dost tread this smooth and verdant mead,

Viewing delighted the fair hills that rise

On either hand, a sylvan theatre;

While in the front with snowy pinions closed,
And thunders silent, Britain's guardian fleet
On the deep bosom of the azure sea
Reposes awful; pass not heedless by

These mould'ring heaps, which the blue spiry grass
Scarce guards from mingling with the common earth
Mark! in how many a melancholy rank

The graves are marshall'd.-Dost thou know the fate
Disastrous of their tenants ?-Husht the winds,
And smooth the billows, when an unseen hand
Smote the great ship, and rift her massy beams:

Extracted from the Monthly Review.

A Description of the principal Pictu- She reeled and sunk.-Over her swarming decks
resque Beauties of the Isle of Wight.
By Sir H. C. Englefield, Bart.

The clashing wave in horrid whirlpool rush'd :
While from a thousand throats, one wailing shriek
Burst, and was heard no more,—
"Then day by day,
The livid corpse: and his o'erloaded net
The ebbing tide left frequent on the sand,
The shuddering fisher loathed to drag ashore,
And here, by friends unknown, unmarked, unwept,
They rest-Refuse not thou a passing sigh ;

And wish of quiet consummation:

For in their country's service these men died.”

"Near this stream several rows of graves still rise above the general level of the turf. These I had often noticed without a suspicion of what they really were, till one day meeting an old fisherman, I asked him why those heaps so like graves had been thrown up. The man in a low tone, and with a sort of sullen look said, "They are graves :-the bodies thrown ashore after the loss of the Royal George were buried here. We did not much like drawing a net herca


bodies were (after the wreck of the Roy'To the memory of those sailors, whose al George, who sunk at her anchors at Spithead, in the year 1782,) cast up on and buried in a small meadow under the the beach at Ryde, in the Isle of Wight, woods of St. John's near that place.

• The facts above mentioned are historically true. The ship, when first she filled, fell over so as to dip the flag at her mast-head in the sea.

Then rolling back, she fell over to the other side till her yard-arms

touched the water. She then righted, and sunk nearly upright. While she was sinking, nearly every seal on board came on deck; and I was told by Admiral

Sotheby, then a lieutenant on board the next ship, that this mass of people gave a cry so lamentable, that

it was still ringing in his ears. It was supposed that at the time of the accident, above a thousand persons, men and women, were on board: not four hundred were saved. The eddy made by the sinking ship was so great, shat a large victualling barge which lay along side was drawn in, and lost with her."

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