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No. 1-New SERIES.]
SATURDAY, JANUARY 6.
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THE NEW YEAR-1839.
licked up; all that finds a level, all is digested, “What means all this gibberish ?” cried
and it is not, gentle reader, “ the little folk” the man of words (not letters.) “When the Christmas rout and riot but the big who are the real consumers of
". Did you not ask for the Marotiques Terminate in scenes of quiet." Christmas turkey and trifles.
“ It is not that, my good fellow; it is not
that at all." One new year drives out another, and takes
“ I do not belicve there are any others," up its place. It appears like a revolution of PARNY AT HIS PUBLISHER'S.*
said Parny. things. All the world runs riot. Children
“The Marotiques poems that I desire are never think of sleeping, and grown persons One day Parny, going into Frocard's shop, those which relate to a certain Eleonora.t
“I know of no other in that class but the are in a state of childhood at this season. Fre. inquired for a work which he wanted imme diately.
essays of Parny,” replied the poet with hesiquently it is the presents you make that de
"I have it not here," said the publisher ; tation, and blushing deeply, in spite of himcides the attachment that is shown you; and it is at my warehouse. If I was not quite self.
“Parny! Parny! that's the very man : they your purse can best tell what chance you have alone at this moment, I would step for it for
are his Marotiques poems." to possess such and such friend at the end of you.”
"Well, but do go, I will mind the shop in "Erotiques, perhaps you would say ?” the year. Since Christmas, what gifts have
Erotiques, Marotiques, they re much the been made, ot are yet to be made ! what a cir. At this invitation, Frocard went off, and same thing."
“Yes, pretty nearly,” said Parny, suppresculation of silver! How many Victoria heads Parny set himself down at the counter, and change hands with the multitude! What a began writing some verses of a new poem he sing a smile, having by this time obtained a
was then engaged on. Whilst he was in the full facie evidence of the person before him, medley of edible wares, and a still greater warmth of composition, a stranger entered the with a corresponding knowledge of his wherecontrast of tastes! The confectioners have shop; one of those would-be wits, who, af- about. eshausted their art, and turned into sweets a fecting the high-flown language of the draw “Ah! here they are," added he, putting province of beet-root, with a whole hemi. ing-room, with some phrases and quotations into the hands of his 'inquirer a couple of
got by heart, which though they may sometimes volumes bound in morocco, with handsome sphere of saccharine canes. Our eyes have veil ignorance in the eyes of the multitude, gilt edges. been dazzled with bon bons, and dry crystalli. never impose upon the man of genius, or the “What are they?” zations. The devices on Christmas-cakes have man of letters. The lack-wit seeing at the “Ma foi, I cannot very well tell you." counter a thin, pale-looking man, partially
“How! not know the price of your own moch astonished both “cakes" (i. e. noodles)
bald, and dressed in an old frock coat, took books ?" and wise men. him for the librarian, and asked him with that
5. These little volumes are richer in binding, We have seen the town of Bilboa in sugar- freedom and sententious tone of a book-man I believe, than the text; however, I suppose candy; Algiers in chocolate, and Torrento of the day for a copy of the Marotiques poems. them well worth six francs.”
Parny, finding himself obliged to represent “Upon which you will make me the allowfamously cut on a turnip; Don Mick and the honest Frocard, and not wishing to lose him ance customary to men of letters ?” Emperor Nick both emblematically repre- the sale of a book, rose in order to look for the "I cannot in conscience make you any seated, the one in pan, the other in frosted works of Clement Marot, and handed them to abatement,” replied Parny, with a look full of the stranger.
meaning. sugar. The Queens of Spain and Portugal hase rejoiced in compote, and been well ideal, dentally on the ballad entitled, "The Boys On opening a volume, his eyes fell acci. “Well, since you must have it som"
Upon which the new customer paid the bed in blanc-mange and transparent jelly without Care," beginning with the lines— price of the book, and departed ; letting fall a But, thanks to the first of the year, all this is “Qui sont ceux là qui.”
patronising look upon him, who he litile sus
John Cunningham, Printer, Crown-court Fleet-street
MIDNIGHT MUSINGS. pected was the author of the charming essays
which this superstition has been degraded, than he was now master of, and from which he pur
its intrinsic absurdity, that has brought it into posed, like the jay in the fable, to appear in have long since retired. I have heard their
I am now alone in my chamber. The family contempt. Raise it above the frivolous pun borrowed plumes, and to pass steps die away, and the doors clap to after the gloom and horror with which it has been
poses to which it has been applied, strip it of a certain class-for a savant and bel-esprit.
them. The murmur of voices, and the peal enveloped, and there is none, in the whole F. E.
of remote laughter, no longer reach the ear. circle of visionary creeds, that could more deThe Chevalier Evariste de Parny, whose The clock fromthe
church, in which so many of lightfully elevate the imagination, or more charming érotiques poems have won for him the the former inhabitants of this house lie buried, tenderly affect the heart. It would become a title of the “French Tibullus.”—ED.
has chimed the awful hour of midnight.
sovereign comfort at the bed of death, sooth† A young person who died at the age of 16, to whose memory Parny has composed some the dusky landscape, watching the lights dis
of mortal separation. pretty verses.-ED.
appearing one by one from the distant village ;
What could be more consoling than the idea and leading up all the silver pomp
of heaven. THE CORAL GROVE.
As I have gazed upon these quiet groves and permitted to return and watch over our wel. shadowy lawns, silvered over and imperfectly
fare ?- that affectionate and guardian spirits Deep in the wave is a coral grove
sat by our pillows when we slept, keeping a lighted by streams of dewy moonshine, my Where the purple mullet and gold-fish mind has been crowded by " thick coming fan- yigil over our most helpless hours ? --that rove, cies” concerning those spiritual beings which beauty and innocence, which had languished
into the tomb, yet smiled unseen around us, Where the sea-flower spreads its leaves
walk the earth of blue, Unseen both when we wake and when we sleep." wherein we live over again the hours of past
revealing themselves in those blest dreams That never are wet with the falling dew, Are there, indeed, such beings ? Is this endearments ? A belief of this kind would,
But in bright and changeful beauty shine, space between us and the Deity filled up, by I should think, be a new incentive to virtue,
Far down in the green and glossy brine. innumerable orders of spiritual beings forming rendering us circumspect, even in our most The floor is of sand, like the mountain's drift, the same gradations between the human soul secret moments, from the idea that those we
And the pearl-shells spangle the flinty snow: and divine perfection, that we see prevailing once loved and honoured were invisible witFrom coral rocks the sea-plants lift
from humanity down to the meanest insect? nesses of all our actions. Their boughs where the tides and billows It is a sublime and beautiful doctrine incul
It would take away, too, from that loneliflow.
cated by the early fathers, that there are guarness and destitution, which we are apt to feel The water is calm and still below,
dian angels appointed to watch over cities and more and more as we get on in our pilgrimFor the winds and waves are absent there,
nations, to take care of good men, and to age through the wilderness of this world, and And the sands are bright as the stars that glow guard and guide the steps of helpless infancy. find that those who set forward with us lov
In the motionless fields of upper air. Even the doctrine of departed spirits return ingly and cheerily, on the journey, have one There, with its waving blade of green, ing to visit the scenes and beings which were by one dropped away from our side. Place The sea-flag streams through the silent dear to them during the dies’ existence, the superstition in this light, and I confess I water,
though it has been debased , che absurd su- should like to hé a believer in it. I see 10And the crimson leaf of the dulse is seen perstitions of the vulgar, in itself is awfully thing in it that is incompatible with the tender To blush like a banner bathed in slaughter. solemn and sublime.
and merciful nature of our religion, or revoltThere with a light and easy motion,
However lightly it may be ridiculed, yet the ing to the wishes and affections of the heart. The fan-coral sweeps through the clear deep attention involuntarily yielded to it whenever
There are departed beings that I have loved sea ;
it is made the subject of serious discussion, as I never again shall love in this world; that And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean
and its prevalence in all ages and countries, have loved me as I never again shall be loved. Are bending, like corn on the upland lea.
even among newly-discovered nations that If such beings do ever retain in their blessed And life, in rare and beautiful forms,
have had no previous interchange of thought spheres the attachments which they felt on Is sporting amid those bowers of stone,
with other parts of the world, prove it to be earth ; if they take an interest in the poor And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms one of those mysterious and instinctive beliefs concerns of transient mortality, and are pere Has made the top of the wave his own :
to which, if left to ourselves, we should natu- mitted to hold communion with those whom And when the ship from his fury flies, rally incline.
they have loved on earth, I feel as if now, at Where the myriad voices of ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, losophy, a vague doubt will still lurk in the solitude, 'I could receive their visitation with
In spite of all the pride of reason and phi- this deep hour of night, in this silence and And demons are waiting the wreck on the mind, and perhaps will never be eradicated, the most solemn' but unalloyed delight. shore ;
as it is a matter that does not admit of positive In truth, such visitations would be too happy Then, far below, in the peaceful sea,
demonstration. Who yet has been able to for this world: they would take away from the The purple mullet and gold-fish rove, comprehend and describe the nature of the bounds and barriers that hem us in and keep There the waters murmur tranquilly
soul; its mysterious connection with the body; us from each other. Our existence is doomed Through the bending twigs of the coral or in what part of the frame it is situated to be made up of transient embraces and long grove.
We know merely that it does exist; but separations. The most intimate friendshipwhence it came, and when it entered into us, of what brief and scattered portions of time
and how it is retained. and where it is seated, does it consist! We take each other by the O'Connell and the Wounds of the State !- and how it operates, are all matters of mere hand; and we exchange a few words and looks * It's mighty fine,” remarked O'Connell a few speculation, and contradictory theories. . If, of kindness; and we rejoice together for a few days ago, "" to be talking about my power, and then, we are thus ignorant of this spiritual short moments; and then days, months, years my abilities in the cause of agitation : but I essence, even while it forms a part of our intervene, and we have no intercourse with tell you this, that I have opened a wound in selves, and is continually present to our con- each other. Or if we dwell together for a the State, and while I can keep it open, I'm all sciousness, how can we pretend to ascertain or season, the grave soon closes its gates, and right: but if it was like a wound in one's body, deny its powers and operations, when released cuts off all further communion; and our arrah, my jewel, I should't touch another from its fleshly prison-house ?
spirits must remain in separation and widowpenny of the rint, for it would be cured before Every thing connected with our spiritual hood until they meet again in that more per. morning by that remarkably celebrated prepa- nature is full of doubt and difficulty: “We fect state of being, where soul shall dwell with ration called Holloway's Ointment !-Sure, are fearfully and wonderfully made :” we are soul, and there shall be no such thing as death, does’nt it cure every thing of the extarnal kind surrounded by mysteries, and we are mysteries or absence, or any other interruption of our of disorder ?” even to ourselves. It is more the manner in l union.
LOVE, TREAONERY, AND DESPAIR.
TO THE ROSEMARY.
humanity, and he zealously and adventurously
employed his galley in saving the inhabitants The following romantic story is related as a Sweet-scented flower! who'rt wont to bloon of the various beautiful villas which studded fact in a letter from Thessilonica, dated No-On January's front severe,
that enchanting coast. Amongst others, he vember 10:-"Mustapha Pacha, reputed to And o'er the wintry desert dear
went to the assistance of his friend Pompo. be the ablest of all the police officers of Turkey, To waft thy waste perfume !
nianus, who was then at Stabia. The storm, has just delivered Macedonia from a formid | Come, thou shalt form my nosegay now, of fire, and the tempest of the earth, increased; able band of brigands, who have infested the And I will bind thee round my brow; and the wretched inhabitants were obliged, by country for upwards of four years. The means And, as I twine the mournful wreath, the continual rocking of their houses, to rush he took are too singular not to be mentioned. I'll weave a melancholy song,
out into the fields with pillows tied down by Having learnt that a young Albanian girl, And sweet the strain shall be, and long
napkins upon their heads, as their sole defence bearing the name of Theodosia Maria Semik, The melody of death.
against the showers of stones which fell on residing at Mielnik, a town on the frontier of Come funeral flower! who lov'st to dwell
them. This, in the course of nature, was in Greece, had secret communications with the With the pale corse in lonely tomb,
the middle of the day ; but a deeper darkness robbers, Mustapha had her watched and ques. And throw across the
than that of a winter night closed around the tioned, but could not obtain any disclosures.
ill-fated inmates of Herculaneum. This artiHe then engaged one of his lieutenants, named A sweet, decaying smell
ficial darkness continued for three days and Ismael, a young man of remarkable personal Come, press my lips and lie with me
nights; and when, at length, the sun again beauty, to go and endeavour to gain her affec- Beneath the lowly alder tree: tions. This officer succeeded to such a degree And not a care shall dare intrude,
appeared over the spot where Herculaneum And we will sleep a pleasant sleep,
stood, his rays fell upon an ocean of laya ! that she became warmly attached to him, and
There was neither tree, nor shrub, nor field, To break the marble solitude, informed him that her real name was Eudoxia
nor house, nor living creature ; nor visible Theresa Gherundaxi, and that she was the So peaceful and so deep.
remnant of what human hands had reared : niece of the chief of the brigands, Michael And hark! the wind-god, as he flies,
there was nothing to be seen but one black Gregorio Gherundaxi, whose troop amounted Moans hollow in the forest trees,
extended surface still streaming with mephitic to nearly 1500 men. She painted in glowing And, sailing on the gusty breeze,
vapour, and heaved into calcined waves by the terms the charms of their errent and adventur- Mysterious music dies.
operation of fire and the undulations of the ous life, and urged Ismael to join them. He Sweet flower, that requiem wild is mine;
earthquake! Pliny was found dead upon the pretended to yield to her instances, and then It warns me to the lonely shrine,
sea-shore, stretched upon a cloth which had learnt further from her that her uncle would The cold turf altar of the dead;
been spread for him, where it was conjectured hold a general muster of his band on October My grave shall be in yon lone spot,
he had perished early; his corpulent and apo28, in the forest of Pheloidos. All this Ismael Where, as I lie by all forgot,
plectic habit rendering him an easy prey to the communicated to Mustapha, but, in order to A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. suffocating atmosphere. avert suspision, went with his fair one to the
KIRK WHITE. rendezvous. The wily Mustapha collected his troops, surrounded the assembled freebooters,
THE DUNGEON. and as they refused to surrender, attacked THE LAST DAYS OF HERCULANEUM. them with all his forces. The greatest number of the brigands fell on the spot, preferring A great city-situated amidst all that nature This is the process of our love and wisdom,
And this place our forefathers made for man! death on the field to capture and ignominious could
create of beauty and of profusion, or art To each poor brother who offends against usexecution. A few escaped for the moment, collect of science and magnificence - the Most innocent, perhaps : and what if guilty? but they were afterwards taken, and are now growth of many ages—the residence of enlight. Is this the only cure? Merciful God! waiting their sentence in the citadel of Thes- ened multitudes—the scene of splendour, and Each pore and natural outlet shrivelled up salonica. Among the dead were found the festivity, and happiness – in one moment By ignorance and parching poverty, chief, Gherundaxi, whose head was cloven by withered as by a spell--its palaces, its streets, His energies roll back upon his
heart, a stroke from a sabre, and the young Lienten- its temples, its gardens, “ glowing
with eternal And stagnate and corrupt; till, changed to ant Ismael, whose breast had been penetrated spring,” and its inhabitants in the full enjoy
poison, by a musket-ball. Mustapha cut off the heads ment of all life's blessings, obliterated from They break out on him like a loathsome of all killed, and has paraded them in triumph their very place in creation, not by war, or plague-spot; through the town. The wretched Eudoxia, famine, or disease, or any of the natural causes Then we call in our pampered mountebanks on discovering the treachery of her lover, has of destruction to which the earth had been ac- And this is their best cure !-uncomforted fallen into a state of complete abandonment, customed—but in a single night, as if by And friendless solitude, groaning and tears, and is believed to have entirely lost her senses. magic, and amid the conflagration, as it were, And savage faces, at the clanking hour Mustapha has taken her into his own palace, of nature itself, presented
a subject on which Seen through the steams and vapours of his and ordered that every care her deplorable the wildest imagination might grow weary
dungeon, condition requires, shalí be lavished upon her. without even equalling the grand and terrible By the lamp's dismal twilight!-So he lies
reality. The eruption of Vesuvius, by which circled with evil, till his very soul
Herculaneum and Pompeii were overwhelmed, Unmoulds its essence, hopelessly deformed Old Times.—""Twill be all the same thing has
been chiefly described to us in the letters By fellowship with desperate deformity! a hundred years hence." * This," says of Pliny the younger to Tacitus, giving an acSterne, " I deny;" founded on the following count of his uncle's fate, and the situation of With other ministrations thou, O Nature ! brief and well-accredited fact of a former the writer and his mother. The elder Pliny Healest thy wandering and distempered child. period. In the reign of George I., about 120 had just returned from the bath, and was re- Thou pourest on him thy soft influences, years ago, General Oglethorpe (the friend
of tired to his study, when a small speck or cloud, Thy sunny hues, fair forms, and breathing the Westley family), was invited to dine with which seemed to ascend from Mount Vesuvius,
sweets, a Cabinet Minister eleven o'clock on the fol- attracted his attention. This cloud gradually Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters, lowing day. The General could not go, and increased, and at length assumed the shape of Till he relent, and can no more endure sent his excuse; being engaged, as he said, to a pine tree, the trunk of earth and vapour, and To be a jarring and discordant thing, shoot snipes the next morning at Marylebone. the leaves red cinders.” Pliny ordered his Amid this general dance and minstrelsy; The only vice that cannot be forgiven is hy- galley, and, urged by his philosophic spirit, But, bursting into tears
, wins back his way; pocrisy. The repentance of a hypocrite is went forward to inspect the phenomenon. In His angry spirit healed and humanised itself hypocrisy.
a short time, however, philosophy gave way to By the benignant touch of love and beauty.
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