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whom Mr. Wilberforce so warmly panegyrises, we must participate in the suspicion and jealousy with which they are regarded by the European population in the West Indies. Their desire of doing good may be intense, but their means are small. They want superintendance, they want sobriety, they want education, they want an orthodox creed, and an apostolic church; and, for these deficiencies, good intention cannot atone. The universal prevalence of methodism would overturn the constitution of Britain. Much more would it revolutionize and ruin such a society as exists in her colonies. And the colonists exhibit their practical good sense by declining its proffered friendship, and declaring, that the religion which they wish to encourage among their negroes is the religion not of the conventicle but of the Church. Under proper controul and direction methodist teachers might become instruments of much good. In their proper station, that of catechists and schoolmasters, they might perform an indispensable though humble task, and perhaps perform it better than men of superior education. If their hearts are pure and their discernment clear, they will hail the arrival of a Protestant Bishop, and hasten to put themselves under his protection. Should they think fit to pursue an opposite line of conduct, should they and their supporters oppose the Establishment and thwart the exertions of Episcopacy, we shall know what to think of their religious professions, and endeavour to explain their motives to our readers and the public.

ART. III. The Cambridge Tart: Epigrammatic and Satiric-Poetical Effusions; &c. &c. Dainty Morsels, served up by Cantabs, on various Occasions. Dedicated to the Members of the University of Cambridge. By Socius. Crown 8vo. 300 pp. 8s. Smith. 1823.

THOSE who have heard, read, and enjoyed as much excellent waggery from the wits of Cam as it has been our own good fortune to do, may be attraeted by the imposing title of this little volume. It is our duty, therefore, equally out of regard for the pockets of our readers, and from veneration for the established fame of Alma Mater for facetiousness, to warn all who may be inclined to purchase the Cambridge Tart, that by so doing they are preparing for themselves severe mortification. Half the "dainty morsels". herein offered to the public were not written by Cantabs; and as to the other half, such Cantabs as can write would perhaps wish that

they had never been written at all. Out of our own port-folio of scraps, we would pledge ourselves to produce a more authentic and a far more entertaining collection. As it is, we shrewdly conjecture that some enemy from the illegitimate Academies north of Tweed, or perhaps from one of the many Royal, Metropolitan, and Literary Institutions, which are hourly endeavouring to push our venerable mothers from their stools, has amassed this spurious assemblage of dullness, and palmed it with an evil intent upon the world, solely to detract from the fair reputation of our misused parent. Nay, the suspicion has crossed us, but we dismissed it on the moment, as unworthy both of ourselves and of its object, that some false brother on the banks of Isis being about to republish a variorum edition of the Oxford Sausage, had sought to heighten the rich seasoning of that exquisite dish by contrasting it with the stale and vapid refuse of which he has composed the Cambridge Tart.

Great names are first put in requisition from bygone times. Chaucer we think, however, would not recognize the masquerading rifatto of his Reve's Tale, in the Miller of Trumpington; and we know not by what rule or measure selections have been made from Randolph, Cowley, Bishop Corbet, Milton, Ben Jonson, Prior, Phillips, and Lord Chesterfield. Certain it is, that few if any of the productions here attributed to this sounding catalogue, bear more reference in particular to Cambridge, than any other indivi dual page would have done, which it might have suited the compiler's fancy to transcribe from the body of their works. But this is not all. Little care has been taken to put the right, labels on the right bottles; and names are grievously mismatched. Thus some pointless and not very good-natured lines (the Georgic) which a little trouble, if they were worth it, might perhaps have assigned to their lawful owner, are "ascribed to a gentleman of Sidney College." We also have heard them so ascribed, but every contemporary who cared to inquire, knew that the gentleman in question, to whom they were falsely attributed, had not this offence to answer for. Again, The Devil's Thoughts is here printed under the title of " Extemporaneous Lines ascribed to the late Professor Porson." By an odd accident, we have now lying before us the rough draft of these very lines in the handwriting of their real author, Mr. Coleridge. As they are very incorrectly printed in the Cambridge Tart, and, we believe, have been so before, we shall transcribe our MS. below, premising (as will be evident from the perusal,) that the lines in the state in which we give them had not received

the last touches of the poet; and that we are by no means answerable for the irreverence of some of their allusions.

cr THE DEVIL'S THOUGHTS.

"N. B. 1st. That he himself would not wish an Anti-diabolic Bard a more villainous pen to transcribe with."

"From his brimstone bed at break of day,

A walking the Devil is gone;

To visit his little snug farm of the earth,
And see how his stock went on.

"Over the hill and over the dale,
And he went over the plain;

And backward and forward he swish'd his long tail
As a gentleman swishes his cane.

"And how, then, was the Devil drest?

O! he was in his Sunday's best :

His jacket was red, and his breeches were blue,
And there was a hole where his tail went through.

"He saw a lawyer killing a viper

On a dung-heap beside his stable;

And the Devil was pleas'd, for it put him in mind
Of Cain and his brother Abel.

"An apothecary on a white horse
Rode by on his vocation:

And the Devil thought of his old friend
Death in the Revelation.

"He saw a cottage with a double coach-house,
A cottage of gentility;

And the Devil grinn'd, for his darling vice
Is pride that apes humility.

"He went into a rich bookseller's shop,
Quoth he, we are both of one college,
For I sate myself like a cormorant once
Hard by the tree of knowledge."

("He met an old acquaintance of his, a Fury, with a consecrated banner in her hand, and greeted her familiarly.")

"She tipp'd him the wink, but cried aloud,

Avaunt, my name's Religion!

Then turn'd to Mister W.

And leer'd like a love-sick pigeon.

"As he pass'd through Cold Bath-fields, he saw

A solitary cell;

him a hint

And the Devil smil'd; for it gave
For improving the prisons in Hell.

"A pig came swimming with wind and tide,
Came swimming with great celerity,

And the Devil was tickled, who saw all the while
How it cut its own throat, and he thought with a smile
On old England's commercial prosperity."

("The clumsiness of half a dozen turnkeys in getting off the fetters from an acquitted prisoner, and in one-fifth of the time they had fettered and handcuffed half a regiment. O! how quick and clever men are in what they are used to. But the Devil turned libellous, and thought on the debates on the abolition of the Slave Trade, and on the suspension of the Habeas Corpus Act in a single night.")

"General Gage's burning face

He saw with consternation;

And back to Hell his way did he take,
For the Devil thought, by a slight mistake,
It was General Conflagration."

The solemnity with which the following epigram is prefaced reminds us of some of the grave introductory paragraphs recorded in the Baviad and Moviad. Did the reader ever happen to meet with any verses (except a schoolboy's exercise) from the twelve books of an epic down to the distich of an epigram, which were otherwise than" spontaneous?"

"EPIGRAM BY PORSON.

"A Spontaneous Effusion, made at the Request of a little Girl, who was his Favourite on a Servant, numed Susan, when she was ironing Linen.

"When lovely Susan irons smocks,

No damsel e'er look'd neater;

Her eyes are brighter than her box,

And burn me like a heater." P. 46.

Lord Byron will not be much obliged to the editor of this collection for the revival of two of his juvenilia. His Lordship is not of that temper which will compromise for dullness by the absence of all evil intent. If we were ill-naturedly inclined, we could not distress the adult bard more than by circulating largely his early efforts.

Of the probable Academical pretensions of the editor of this volume, the following specimen of latinity must suffice. It is printed as the motto to a " Poetical effusion by Mr. AyIoffe, Trinity College," and no charity, however extensive, can possibly refer its deformity to casual errata. We give it literatim.

"Nulla manere diu nequæ vivere carminant possum, quæ scribuntur aque notoribus."

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Of the editor's connection with Cambridge, we offer the following proof. The lines (and they are among the best in the whole volume,) are plainly written on an Oxford Pro

fessor.

66 EPITAPH ON A GEOLOGIST.

"Where shall we our great Professor inter
That in peace he may rest his bones ?
If we hew him a rocky sepulchre, -
He'll rise and break the stones,

And examine each stratum that lies around,
For he's quite in his element under ground.

"If with mattock and spade his body we lay
In the common alluvial soil,

He'll start up and snatch those tools away,
Of his own geological toil;

In a stratum so young the Professor disdains,
That embedded should be his organic remains.

"Then expos'd to the drip of some case-hard'ning spring,

His carcase let stalactite cover:

And to Oxford the petrified sage let us bring,

When he is encrusted all over :

Then 'mid mammoths and crocodiles, high on a shelf,

Let him stand as a monument rais'd to himself." P. 204.

After these remarks we are sorry to add, that on a fly leaf appended to this collection is to be found the following advertisement. "Shortly will be published, Facetiæ Cantabrigienses: Anecdotes, Smart Sayings, Satirics, &c. By, or relating to, Notorious Cantabs; being a Companion to the Cambridge Tart. Dedicated to the Students of Lincoln'sInn. By Socius." We cannot but hope that the still-born demise of the present volume, may produce a miscarriage of that which is thus announced in embryo.

ART. IV. The Rights of the English Clergy asserted, and the probable Amount of their Incomes estimated, in a Letter to the Author of "Remarks on the Consumption of Public Wealth, by the Clergy of every Christian Nation." By Augustus Campbell, A.M. Rector of Wallasey, in the County of Chester. Liverpool. 1822.

ART. V. An Appeal to the Gentlemen of England, in Behalf of the Church of England. By Augustus Campbell, 4.M. Rector of Wallasey, in the County of Chester. Liverpool. 1823.

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