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nounced as the debtor, as in the case of Anstey versus Smollett.

As there is "honour amongst_thieves,' "let there be some amongst poets, and give each his due-none can afford to give it more than Mr. Campbell himself, who, with a high reputation for originality, and a fame which cannot be shaken, is the only poet of the times (except Rogers) who can be reproached (and in him it is indeed a reproach) with having written too little.

NOTES TO CANTO VIII. All sounds it pierceth, “Allah! Allah! Hu!" [p. 251. St. 8. "Allah! Hu!" is properly the war-cry of the Mussulmans, and they dwell long on the last syllable, which gives it a very wild and peculiar effect.

"Carnage" (80 Wordsworth tells you) is God's daughter (p. 251. St. 9. "But thy") most dreaded instrument In working out a pure intent, Is man array'd for mutual slaughter; Yea, Carnage is thy daughter!"

WORDSWORTH'S Thanksgiving Ode.

Was printed Grove, although his name was Grose. [p. 252. St. 18. A fact; see the Waterloo Gazettes. I recollect remarking at the time to a friend :-"There is fame! a man is killed, his name is Grose, and they print it Grove." I was at college with the deceased, who was a very amiable and clever man, and his society in great request for his wit, gaiety, and "chansons à boire."

'Tis pity "that such meanings should pave Hell." [p. 252. St. 25.

The Portuguese proverb says that "Hell is paved with good intentions.**

NOTES TO CANTO IX. Humanity would rise, and thunder “Nay! [p. 263. St. 1. Query, Ney ?-PRINTER'S Devil. And send the sentinel before your gate A slice or two from your luxurious meals. [p. 264. St. 6. "I at this time got a post, being sick for fatigue, with four others. We were sent to break biscuit, and make a mess for Lord Wellington's hounds. I was very hungry, and thought it a good job at the time, as we got our own fill while we broke the biscuit, a thing I had not got for some days. When thus engaged, the Prodigal Son was never once out of my mind; and I sighed, as I fed the dogs, over my humble situation and my ruined hopes.". Journal of a Soldier of the 71st Regt. during the War in Spain. [p. 266. St. 33.

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Bid Ireland's Londonderry's Marquess show His parts of speech. [p. 268. St. 49. This was written long before the suicide of that person.

Your "fortune" was in a fair way “to swell A man," as Giles says. [p. 269. St. 63. "His Fortune swells him, it is rank, he's married."-Sir Giles Overreach. MASSINGER.


Would scarcely join again the "reformadoes." [p. 273. St. 13. "Reformers," or rather "Reformed." The Baron Bradwardine, in Waverley, is authority for the word.

The endless soot bestows a tint far deeper Than can be hid by altering his shirt. [p. 273. St. 15. Query suit ?-PRINTER'S DEVIL.

Balgounie's Brig's black wall. (p. 273. St. 18. The brig of Don, near the "auld toun" of salmon stream below, is in my memory as yesterAberdeen, with its one arch and its black deep day. I still remember, though perhaps I may misquote, the awful proverb which made me pause to cross it, and yet lean over it with a the mother's side. The saying as recollected by childish delight, being an only son, at least by me was this-but I have never heard or seen it since I was nine years of age:

"Brig of Balgounie, black's your wa';
Wi' a wife's ae son and a mear's ae foal,
Doun ye shall fa'!"

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Which gave her dukes the graceless name of [p. 277. St. 58. In the Empress Anne's time, Biren, her favourite, assumed the name and arms of the "Birons" of France, which families are yet extant with that of England. There are still the daughters of Courland of that name; one of them I remember seeing in England in the blessed year of the Allies-the Duchess of S.- to whom the English Duchess of S-t presented me as a namesake.

Eleven thousand maidenheads of bone, The greatest number flesh hath ever known. [p. 277. St. 62. St. Ursula and her eleven thousand virgins were still extant in 1816, and may be so yet as much as ever.

Who butcher'd half the earth, and bullied t'other. [p. 279. St. 81. India. America.


ing Plutarch, spelling oddly, and writing quaintly; and what is strange after all, his is the best Who on a lark, with black-eyed Sal (his blowing),modern history of Greece in any language, and he is perhaps the best of all modern historians So prime, so swell, so nutty, and so knowing? [p. 282. St. 19. whatsoever. Having named his sins, it is but The advance of science and of language has fair to state his virtues-learning, labour, rerendered it unnecessary to translate the above search, wrath, and partiality. I call the latter good and true English, spoken in its original virtues in a writer, because they make him write in earnest. purity by the select nobility and their patrons. The following is a stanza of a song which was very popular, at least in my early days:—

"On the high toby-spice flash the muzzle,
In spite of each gallows old scout;
If you at the spellken can't hustle,
You'll be hobbled in making a Clout.
Then your Blowing will wax gallows haughty,
When she hears of your scaly mistake,
She'll surely turn snitch for the forty,

That her Jack may be regular weight."

If there be any gem'man so ignorant as to require a traduction, I refer him to my old friend and corporeal pastor and master, John Jackson, Esq., Professor of Pugilism; who I trust still retains the strength and symmetry of his model of a form, together with his good humour, and athletic as well as mental accomplishments. St. James's Palace and St. James's "Hells." [p. 283. St. 29. "Hells," gaming-houses. What their number may now be in this life, I know not. Before I was of age I knew them pretty accurately, both "gold" and "silver." I was once nearly called out by an acquaintance, because when he asked me, where I thought that his soul would be found hereafter, I answered, "In Silver Hell."

And therefore even I won't dnent This subject quote. [p. 284. St. 43. "Anent" was a Scotch phrase, meaning "concerning"-"with regard to." It has been made English by the Scotch Novels; and. as the Frenchman said-"If it be not, ought to be English.”

A hazy widower turn'd of forty's sure. (p. 292. St. 37. This line may puzzle the commentators more than the present generation.

Like Russians rushing from hot baths to snows. [p. 295. St. 73. The Russians, as is well known, run out from their hot baths to plunge into the Neva; a pleasant practical antithesis, which it seems does them no harm.

The world to gaze upon those northern lights.

(p. 296. St. 82.

For a description and print of this inhabitant of the polar region and native country of the Aurora borealis, see PARRY's Voyage in search of a North-West Passage.

As Philip's son proposed to do with Athos.

[p. 296. St. 88. A sculptor projected to hew Mount Athos into a statue of Alexander, with a city in one hand, and, I believe, a river in his pocket, with various other similar devices. But Alexander 's gone, and Athos remains, I trust ere long to look over a nation of freemen.

Also there bin another pious_reason.
[p. 299. St. 26.
With every thing that pretty bin,
My Lady sweet arise.-SHAKSPEARE.

His bell-mouth'd goblet makes me feel quite
[p. 303. St. 72
If I err not, "Your Dane" is one of Iago's
Catalogue of Nations "exquisite in their drinking."

Even Nimrod's self might leave the plains of
[p. 304. St. 78.
In Assyria.

The milliners who furnish “drapery misses." [p. 284. St. 49. "Drapery misses" This term is probably any thing now but a mystery. It was however almost so to me when I first returned from the East in 1811-1812. It means a pretty, a highborn, a fashionable young female, well instructed by her friends, and furnished by her milliner with a wardrobe upon credit, to be repaid, when married, by the husband. The riddle was first read to me by a young and pretty heiress, on my praising the "drapery" of an "untochered" but "pretty That Scriptures out of church are blasphemies. virginities" (like Mrs. Anne Page) of the then [p. 306. St. 96. "Mrs. Adams answered Mr. Adams, that it day, which has now been some years yesterday: -she assured me that the thing was common in was blasphemous to talk of Scripture out of London; and as her own thousands, and bloom-church." This dogma was broached to her husing looks, and rich simplicity of array, put band-the best Christian in any book. See Joany suspicion in her own case out of the ques-seph Andrews, in the latter chapters. tion, I confess I gave some credit to the allegation. If necessary, authorities might be cited, in which case I could quote both "drapery" and the wearers. Let us hope, however, that it is now obsolete.

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The quaint, old, cruel corcomb, in his gullet Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it. [p. 307. St. 106.

It would have taught him humanity at least. This sentimental savage, whom it is a mode to quote (amongst the novelists) to show their sympathy for innocent sports and old songs, teaches how to sew up frogs, and break their legs by way of experiment, in addition to the art of angling, the cruellest, the coldest, and the stupidest of pretended sports. They may talk about the beauties of nature, but the angler merely thinks of his dish of fish; he has no leisure to take his eyes from off the streams, and a single bite is worth to him more than all the scenery around. Besides, some fish bite best on a rainy day. The whale, the shark, and the tunny fishery have somewhat of noble and perilous in

them; even net-fishing, trawling, are more humane and useful—but angling!-No angler can be a good man.

|tain quantum of births within a certain number of years; which births (as Mr. Hulme observes) generally arrive "in a little flock like those of "One of the best men I ever knew—as humane, a farmer's lambs, all within the same month perdelicate-minded, generous, and excellent a crea-haps." These Harmonists (so called from the ture as any in the world-was an angler: true, name of their settlement) are represented as a he angled with painted flies, and would have remarkably flourishing, pious, and quiet people. been incapable of the extravagances of I. Walton." See the various recent writers on America. The above addition was made by a friend in reading over the MS.-"Audi alteram partem"I leave it to counterbalance my own observation.


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Nor canvass what "so eminent a hand" meant. [p. 320. St. 38. Jacob Tonson, according to Pope, was accustomed to call his writers "able pens"-"persons of honour," and especially "eminent hands." While great Lucullus' (robe triomphale) mufflesAnd never craned, and made but few (There's Fame)—young Partridge-fillets, deck'd "faux pas. [p. 310. St. 33. with truffles. [p. 323. St. 66. Craning "To crane" is, or was, an expres- A dish "à la Lucullus." This hero, who consion used to denote a gentleman's stretching out quered the East, has left his more extended cehis neck over a hedge, "to look before he leap-lebrity to the transplantation of cherries (which ed: "a pause in his "vaulting ambition, which in the field doth occasion some delay and execration in those who may be immediately behind the equestrian sceptic. "Sir, if you don't choose to take the leap, let me "-was a phrase which generally sent the aspirant on again; and to good purpose: for though "the horse and rider" might fall, they made a gap, through which, and over him and his steed, the field might follow.

Go to the coffee-house, and take another. (p. 312. St. 48. In SWIFT's or HORACE WALPOLE'S Letters I think it is mentioned, that somebody regretting the loss of a friend, was answered by an universal Pylades: "When I lose one, I go to the Saint James's Coffee-house, and take another."

I recollect having heard an anecdote of the same kind. Sir W. D. was a great gamester. Coming in one day to the club of which he was a member, he was observed to look melancholy. "What is the matter, Sir William?" cried Hare, of facetious memory. "Ah! replied Sir W. "1 have just lost poor Lady D." "Lost! What at Quinze or Hazard?" was the consolatory rejoinder of the querist.

And I refer you to wise Oxenstiern. [p. 313. St. 59. The famous Chancellor Oxenstiern said to his son, on the latter expressing his surprise upon the great effects arising from petty causes in the presumed mystery of politics: "You see by this, my son, with how little wisdom the kingdoms of the world are governed."


he first brought into Europe) and the nomenclature of some very good dishes-and I am not sure that (barring indigestion) he has not done more service to mankind by his cookery than by his conquests. A cherry-tree may weigh against a bloody laurel: besides, he has contrived to earn celebrity from both.

But even sans "confitures," it no less true is, There's pretty picking in those "petits puits." [p. 323. St. 68. classical and well-known dish for part of the "Petits puits d'amour garnis de confitures," a flank of a second course.

For that with me's a “sine qua." [p. 324. St. 86.
Subauditur "Non;" omitted for the sake of

In short, upon that subject I've some qualms very
Like those of the Philosopher of Malmsbury.
[p. 325. St. 96.

Hobbes: who, doubting of his own soul, paid that compliment to the souls of other people as to decline their visits, of which he had some apprehension.


If from a shell-fish or from cochineal. [p. 326. St. 10. The composition of the old Tyrian purple, whether from a shell-fish, or from cochineal, or from kermes, is still an article of dispute; and even its colour-some say purple, others scarlet: I say nothing.

For a spoil'd carpet-but the "Attic Bee." And thou Diviner still, Was much consoled by his own repartee. Whose lot it is by man to be mistaken. [p. 330. St. 43. [p. 318. St. 18. I think that it was a carpet on which Diogenes As it is necessary in these times to avoid am- trod, with "Thus I trample on the pride of biguity, I say, that I mean, by "Diviner still," Plato!"-"With greater pride," as the other CHRIST. If ever God was Man-or Man God-replied. But as carpets are meant to be trodden he was both. I never arraigned his creed, but upon, my memory probably misgives me, and it the use or abuse-made of it. Mr. Canning might be a robe, or tapestry, or a table-cloth, one day quoted Christianity to sanction Negro- or some other expensive and uncynical piece of Slavery, and Mr. Wilberforce had little to say furniture. in reply. And was Christ crucified, that black men might be scourged? If so, he had better been born a Mulatto, to give both colours an equal chance of freedom, or at least salvation.

With "Tu mi chamas's" from Portingale,
To soothe our ears, lest Italy should fail.
[p. 330. St. 45.

I remember that the mayoress of a provincial When Rapp the Harmonist embargoed marriage town, somewhat surfeited with a similar display In his harmonious settlement. (p. 320. St. 35. from foreign parts, did rather indecorously break This extraordinary and flourishing German through the applauses of an intelligent audience colony in America does not entirely exclude ma--intelligent, I mean, as to music,--for the words, trimony, as the "Shakers" do; but lays such besides being in recondite languages (it was restrictions upon it as present more than a cer- some years before the peace, ere all the world

had travelled, and while I was a collegian)—| were sorely disguised by the performers;-this mayoress, I say, broke out with, "Rot your Italianos! for my part, I love a simple ballad! Rossini will go a good way to bring most people to the same opinion, some day. Who would imagine that he was to be the successor of Mozart? However, I state this with diffidence, as a liege and loyal admirer of Italian music in general, and of much of Rossini's: but we may say, as the connoisseur did of painting, in the Vicar of Wakefield, "that the picture would be better painted if the painter had taken more pains."

For Gothic daring shown in English money. [p. 331. St. 59. "Ausu Romano, ære Veneto" is the inscription (and well inscribed in this instance) on the seawalls between the Adriatic and Venice. The walls were a republican work of the Venetians; the inscription, I believe, Imperial; and inscribed by Napoleon.

“Untying” squires "to fight against the churches." [p. 332. St. 60. Though ye untie the winds and bid them fight Against the churches.-Macbeth..

They err-'tis merely what is call'd mobility. (p. 335. St. 97. In French "mobilité." I am not sure that mobility is English; but it is expressive of quality which rather belongs to other climates, though it is sometimes seen to a great extent in our own. It may be defined as an excessive susceptibility of immediate impressions at the same time without losing the past; and is, though sometimes apparently useful to the possessor, most painful and unhappy attribute.

Draperied her form with curious felicity. [p. 336. St. 102. "Curiosa felicitas."-PETRONIUS. A noise like to wet fingers drawn on glass. [p. 337. St. 114. See the account of the ghost of the uncle of Prince Charles of Saxony raised by Schroepfer"Karl-Karl-was-wolt mich ?"

How odd, a single hobgoblin's non-entity Should cause more fear than a whole host's identity! (p. 337. St. 120. "Shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers." Richard IIK


The foundation of the Story will be found partly in the account of the Mutiny of the Bounty in the South Seas (in 1789), and partly in "Mariner's Account of the Tonga Islands."

How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai. [p. 341. The first three sections are taken from an actual song of the Tonga Islanders, of which a prose translation is given in MARINER'S Account of the Tonga Islands. Toobanai is not, however, one of them; but was one of those where Christian and the mutineers took refuge. 1 have altered and added, but have retained as much as possible of the original.

Beyond itself, and must retrace its way. [p. 342.
Lucullus, when frugality could charm,
Had wasted turnips in his Sabine farm. POPE.

Had form'd his glorious namesake's counterpart. [p. 342. The Consul Nero, who made the unequalled march which deceived Hannibal, and defeated Asdrubal; thereby accomplishing an achievement almost unrivalled in military annals. The first intelligence of his return, to Hannibal, was the sight of Asdrubal's head thrown into his camp. When Hannibal saw this, he exclaimed, with a sigh, that "Rome would now be the mistress of the world." And yet to this victory of Nero's it might be owing that his imperial namesake reigned at all! But the infamy of the one has eclipsed the glory of the other. When the name of "Nero" is heard, who thinks of the Consul? But such are human things.

And Loch-na-gar with Ida look'd o'er Troy. [p. 343. When very young, about eight years of age, after an attack of the scarlet-fever at Aberdeen,

I was removed by medical advice into the Highlands. Here I passed occasionally some summers, and from this period I date my love of mountainous countries. I can never forget the effect a few years afterwards in England, of the only thing I had long seen, even in miniature, of a mountain, in the Malvern Hills. After I returned to Cheltenham, I used to watch them every afternoon at sunset, with a sensation which I cannot describe. This was boyish enough; but I was then only thirteen years of age, and it was in the holidays.

Than breathes his mimic murmurer in the shell.

(p 345.

If the reader will apply to his ear the seashell on his chimney-piece, he will be aware of what is alluded to. If the text should appear obscure, he will find in "Gebir" the same idea better expressed in two lines.-The poem I never read, but have heard the lines quoted by a more recondite reader-who seems to be of a different opinion from the Editor of the Quarterly Review, who qualified it, in his answer to the Critical Reviewer of his Juvenal, as trash of the worst and most insane description. It is to Mr. Landor, the author of Gebir, so qualified, and of some Latin poems, which vie with Martial or Catullus in obscenity, that the immaculate Mr. Southey addresses his declamation against impurity!

But deem him sailor or philosopher. [p. 345. Hobbes, the father of Locke's and other philosophy, was an inveterate smoker,-even to pipes beyond computation.

"Right," quoth Ben, "that will do for the marines." [p. 346. "That will do for the Marines, but the sailors won't believe it," is an old saying, and one of

the few fragments of former jealousies which | ance of bread to two-thirds, and caused the water still survive (in jest only) between these gallant services.

No less of human bravery than the brave. [p. 347. Archidamus, King of Sparta, and son of Agesilaus, when he saw a machine invented for the casting of stones and darts, exclaimed that it was the "Grave of Valour." The same story has been told of some knights on the first application of ganpowder; but the original anecdote is in Plutarch.

Whose only portal was the keyless wave. [p. 350. Of this cave (which is no fiction) the original will be found in the 9th chapter of MARINER'S Account of the Tonga Islands. I have taken the poetical liberty to transplant it to Toobonai, the last island where any distinct account is left of Christian and his comrades.

The fretted pinnacle, the aisle, the nave. [p. 350. This may seem too minute for the general outline (in MARINER's Account) from which it is taken. But few men have travelled without seeing something of the kind-on land, that is. Without adverting to Ellora, in MUNGO PARK'S last journal (if my memory do not err, for there are eight years since I read the book) he mentions having met with a rock or mountain so exactly resembling a Gothic cathedral, that only minute inspection could convince him that it was a work of nature.

for drinking to be filtered through drip-stones,
bought at Teneriffe for that purpose. I now
acquainted the ship's company of the object of
the voyage, and gave assurances of certain pro-
motion to every one whose endeavours should
merit it. On Tuesday the 26th of February, we
bent new sails, and made other necessary pre-
parations for encountering the weather that was
to be expected in a high latitude. Our distance
from the coast of Brazil was about 100 leagues.
On the forenoon of Sunday the 2d of March,
after seeing that every person was clean, divine
service was performed, according to my usual
custom on this day: I gave to Mr. Fletcher
Christian, whom I had before directed to take
charge of the third watch, a written order to
act as lieutenant. The change of temperature
soon began to be sensibly felt, and, that the
people might not suffer from their own negli-
gence, I supplied them with thicker clothing, as
better suited to the climate. On a complaint
made to me by the Master,
found it necessary
to punish Matthew Quintal, one of the seamen,
with two dozen of lashes, for insolence and mu-
tinous behaviour, which was the first time that
there was any occasion for punishment on board.

We were off Cape St. Diego, the eastern part of the Terra de Fuego, and, the wind being unfavourable, I thought it more advisable to go round to the eastward of Staaten-land than to attempt passing through Straits le Maire. Storms, attended with a great sea, prevailed until the 12th of April. The ship began to leak, and required pumping every hour, which was no more He tore the topmost button of his vest. [p. 352. than we had reason to expect from such a conIn THIBAULT's Account of Frederic II. of tinuance of gales of wind and high seas. The Prussia, there is a singular relation of young decks also became so leaky that it was necessary Frenchman, who, with his mistress, appeared to to allot the great cabin, of which I made little be of some rank. He enlisted and deserted at use except in fine weather, to those people who Schweidnitz; and, after a desperate resistance, had not births to hang their hammocks in, and was retaken, having killed an officer, who at- by this means the space between decks was less tempted to seize him after he was wounded, by crowded. With all this bad weather, we had the discharge of his musket loaded with a button the additional mortification to find, at the end of his uniform. Some circumstances on his court- of every day, that we were losing ground; for, martial raised a great interest amongst his jud- notwithstanding our utmost exertions, and keepges, who wished to discover his real situation ing on the most advantageous tacks, we did little In life, which he offered to disclose, but to the better than drift before the wind. On Tuesday King only, to whom he requested permission to the 22d of April, we had eight down on the sick write. This was refused, and Frederic was filled list, and the rest of the people, though in good with the greatest indignation, from baffled cu-health, were greatly fatigued; but I saw, with riosity or some other motive, when he understood that his request had been denied.-See THIBAULT's work, vol. 11.—(I quote from memory.)


On the 27th of December 1787 it blew a severe storm of wind from the eastward, in the course of which we suffered greatly; it was not without great risk and difficulty that we were able to secure the boats from being washed away. A great quantity of our bread was also damaged and rendered useless, for the sea had stove in our stern, and filled the cabin with water. On the 5th of January, 1788, we saw the island of Teneriffe about twelve leagues distant, and next day, being Sunday, came to an anchor in the road of Santa-Cruz. There we took in the necessary supplies, and, having finished our business, sailed on the 10th. I now divided the people into three watches, and gave the charge of the third watch to Mr. Fletcher Christian, one of the mates. I have always considered this a desirable regulation when circumstances will admit of it, and I am persuaded that unbroken not only contributes much towards the health of the ship's company, but enables them more readily to exert themselves in cases of sudden emergency. As I wished to proceed to Otaheite without stopping, I reduced the allow


much concern, that it was impossible to make a passage this way to the Society-Islands, for we had now been thirty days in a tempestuous ocean. Thus the season was too far advanced for us to expect better weather to enable us to double Cape Horn; and, from these and other considerations, I ordered the helm to be put aweather, and bore away for the Cape of Good Hope, to the great joy of every one on board.

We came to an anchor on Friday the 23d of May, in Simon's Bay, at the Cape, after a tolerable run. The ship required complete caulking, for she had become so leaky, that we were obliged to pump hourly in our passage from Cape Horn. The sails and rigging also required repair, and, on examining the provisions, a considerable quantity was found damaged.

Having remained thirty-eight days at this place, and my people having received all the advantage that could be derived from refreshments of every kind that could be met with, we sailed on the 1st of July.

A gale of wind blew on the 20th, with a high sea; it increased after noon with such violence, that the ship was driven almost forecastle under, before we could get the sails clewed up. The lower yards were lowered, and the top-gallantmast got down upon deck, which relieved her much. We lay to all night, and in the morning bore away under a reefed foresail. The sea still running high, in the afternoon it became very unsafe to stand on; we therefore lay to all

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