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men." And on we went, stumbling over like obstacles, and five steps more brought us to the place of terrors; and all the lanterns were held out, every neck poked forward, every eye full stretched, and all fear soon exchanged for loquacious wonder, and pitying exclamation,-for there, upon his master's grave, stretched out at full length upon its side,-lay the skeleton carcase of Andrew's poor old horse. He had been turned into the butcher's field behind the churchyard, to await, as I have told, the leisure of the Squire's hounds. There was a breach in the loose stone-wall, exactly at the head of Andrew's grave; and whether it was simply impatience of his new pasture, or whether the creature was really conscious that to the spot below that broken wall, he had drawn

Spring Song.-On the Ruins of Walberswick Church.


ROSE! Rose ! open thy leaves!
Spring is whispering love to thee.
Rose! Rose ! open thy leaves!

Near is the nightingale on the tree.
Open thy leaves,
Open thy leaves,

And fill with balm-breath the ripening eves.

Lily Lily! awake, awake!

'The fairy wanteth her flowery boat; Lily! Lily! awake, awake!

the remains of his old master; certain it is, he must have stationed himself in the gap when first observed by the frightened villagers; and no doubt might have been seen there by daylight, had any one then bethought himself of looking beyond the grave toward the adjoining inclosure. And it is equally certain, that on the memorable night of the ca tastrophe, the old animal having raised himself by his forelegs on the lowest part of the breach, the loose stones had given way under his hoofs, and falling forward with them, a helpless, heavy weight, he had breathed out the last feeble remnant of his almost extinguished life, on the scarcely closed grave of his aged master, whose words were verified almost to the letter-" We shall last out one another's time."

"I've seen the strong man, a wailing child,
By his mother offered here;

I've seen him a warrior fierce and wild,
I've seen him on his bier;
His warlike harness beside him laid,

In the silent earth to rust,
His plumed helm and trusty blade
To moulder-dust to dust!

"I've seen the stern reformer scorn
The things once deem'd divine;
And the bigot's zeal with gems adorn
The altar's sacred shrine !

Oh! set thy sweet-laden bark afloat.
Lily, awake!
Lily, awake!

And cover with leaves the sleeping lake.
Flowers! Flowers! come forth! 'tis Spring!

Stars of the woods, the hills, the dells,
Fair valley-lilies, come forth and ring
In your green turrets your silvery bells!
Flowers, come forth!
'Tis Spring! come forth!

"WHAT, in the olden time, hast thou seen,
Dark ruin, lone and grey?"
"Full many a race of man from the green
And bright earth pass away!
The organ has pealed in these roofless aisles,
And priests knelt down to pray,
At the altar where now the daisy smiles
O'er their silent beds of clay.

I've seen the silken banners wave,
Where now the ivy clings,
And the sculptur'd stone adorn the grave
Of mitred priests and kings!

"I've seen the youth in his tameless glee,
And the hoary locks of age,
Together bend the pious knee,
To read the sacred page;

I've seen the maid with her sunny brow,
To the silent dust go down-
The soil-bound slave forget his woe-
The king resign his crown!

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"Here thousands find a resting-place,
Who bent before this shrine;
Their dust is here-their name and race,
Oblivion, now are thine!
The prince, the peer, the peasant sleeps
Alike beneath the sod;
Time o'er their dust short record keeps,
Forgotten, save by God!

"I've seen the face of nature change,
And, where the wild waves beat,
The eye delightedly might range
O'er many a princely seat;

OHN MASON GOOD was JOHN born of reputable parents at Epping, on the 25th of May, 1764. At the age of fifteen he was apprenticed to a surgeon-apothecary at Gosport, where, with an activity peculiar to himself, he set himself immediately to pound medicines, play cricket and the German flute, practise fencing and poetry, study Italian, and compose a Dictionary of Poetic Endings, besides sundry other literary pieces. In 1783 and 1784 he attended Lectures in London, and wrote a treatise on the Theory of Earthquakes, containing a great deal of reasoning as elaborate as it was erroneous. In 1784 he entered into partnership with a surgeon at Sudbury, and in the following year into the still more intimate one-that of matrimony, with Miss Godfrey, a young lady of nineteen. The latter was dissolved by death in little more than six months.

But hill, and dale, and forest fair,
Are whelm'd beneath the tide-
They slumber here, that could declare
Who owned these manors wide!


Four years after, he married a Miss Fenn, and in due time became the father of six children, two of whom, daughters, still survive. Agreeably to the wishes of these ladies, however, who found that Dr. Gregory could not write of them without praise, the biographer determined reluctantly to mention their names as little as possible in the course of their father's history. In 1792 Mr. Good, either owing to "suretyship," or the imprudent prac

"All thou hast felt-these sleepers knew ; For human hearts are still,

In every age, to nature true,
And sway'd by good or ill;
By passion rul'd, and born to woe,
Unceasing tears to shed;

But thou must sleep, like them, to know
The secrets of the dead!"

tice of lending money to his friends, became embarrassed in his pecuniary affairs. This had the happy effect of stimulating him to literary exer tion: he wrote plays, translations and poetry, but without the desired effect; he then tried philosophy, but without discovering the secret of transmutation; and at last, to somewhat more purpose, opened a correspondence with a metropolitan newspaper and review.

In 1793 he removed, with his family, to London, and entered into partnership with a Mr. W. by whose misconduct the business soon after failed. "His character," says Dr. Gregory, "soon began to be duly appreciated among medical men ; and, on the 7th of November he was admitted a Member of the College of Surgeons." We do not understand the conjunction here; perhaps there is a typographical mistake. However, he obtained a less questionable honour in becoming an active Member of the Medical Society, and of the General Pharmaceutic Association; and, at the suggestion of some of his colleagues in the latter, wrote a "History of Medicine, so far as it relates to the profession of the Apothecary," which was published in 1795.

In 1797 he began a translation of Lucretius; and, two years after, set himself to study the German language, having previously made con

Memoirs of the Life, Writings, and Character, Literary, Professional, and Religious, of the late John Mason Good, M.D. By Olinthus Gregory, LL.D. London, 1828.

siderable progress in the French, it is recollected that his bodily exerItalian, Spanish and Portuguese. tions were, of necessity, almost equal The Arabic and Persian he after- to those of his mind. Even in Lonwards added to his acquisitions. In don, when visiting his patients on 1799, he finished his translation of foot, he must have walked enough Lucretius, which was composed in to counterbalance the effects of more the streets of London during the than one sheet per diem: and when translator's walks to visit his patients. the lazy luxury of a coach was subThis is not so extraordinary a cir- stituted for this healthful exercise, it cumstance as Dr. Gregory imagines; is not wonderful that the mental if the business of literature stood still pressure of study should have inexcept when the artists are in their creased, even to the extinction of workshops, a weekly reviewer would life. On the 2nd of January, 1827, not require a two-inch thick table in the 63rd year of his age, John like this before us, to support the Mason Good died of a carriage, a subjects for his hebdomadal dissec- disease of fatal, and, we believe, not very unfrequent recurrence in the history of physicians.



Mr. Good's literary productions now followed each other in rapid succession till 1812. Of these, his Song of Songs," "Translation of the book of Job," and his contributions to the "Pantalogia," are the best known. In 1810 he began to deliver Lectures at the Surrey Institution, the first course of which treated of the nature of the Material World, the second of that of the Animate World, and the third of that of the Mind; the whole of which were afterwards published under the general title of "The Book of Nature." In 1820, by authority of a diploma, dated from the ancient and anti-mercenary university of Aberdeen, he began to practise as a physician; and, from the extraordinary success that attended his career from this moment, had reason to regret that he had not aspired at an earlier period to the highest branch of his profession. In the same year he published "A Physiological System of Nosology," and, in 1822, "The Study of Medicine," one of the most successful of his works.

Dr. Good was a man of great and versatile talents. As a medical writer his name stands high; and as a physician his practice was extensive and successful. He was not, and, from his education and opportunities, could not be, profoundly learned; but the stores of knowledge, collected by unwearied industry, carried on with a kind of enthusiasm in research, were in him as valuable, for all practical purposes, as abstruse learning. In religion, he began by being a Trinitarian, in the sequel he was a Socinian, and in conclusion, a strict christian according to the doctrines of the Church of England. It is not known at what precise period his mind reverted to this persuasion; but, in 1807, he intimated by letter to the minister he had been in the habit of attending, that he could no longer countenance by his presence a system which, even admitting it to be right, was at least repugnant to his own heart and his own understanding." The terms in which this renunciation was made are, at the least, ill-chosen, and among verbal critics might be made the subject of some controversy. In private life he was a good husband, a good father, and a good man.


Up to this period, and indeed for some time after, his health had been almost uniformly good, which will not be deemed so extraordinary even in a man who read, wrote, and thought so much as Dr. Good, when


loved of God) he betook himself to Al Moshaf, or the book, caring about little else than the ship's being on her course, as Panajotti, with sundry oaths and multiplied crossings, earnestly assured him. Shortly they arrived off the Island of Candia, which Panajotti had the hardihood to pronounce as having been inhabited even before the Hegira, while Ismael laughed within himself at the credulity of the false Nazarene. He spoke, too, of its delicious wines to the sneering Moslem; and told how St. Paul had preached there, and had represented its people as subject to idleness, lying and debauchery, which induced Ismael calmly to demand if it were not the place of Panajotti's birth; and this gave the pilot considerable offence.

SMAEL GIBRALTER, an officer of the Pacha of Egypt, received his appellation as an honourable distinction accorded by his master, in Consequence of the extraordinary nautical skill and science displayed by him in completing the first voyage ever undertaken by an Egyptian vessel of war to the walls of London, at the time the Pacha first meditated the establishment of the fleet which he has more recently collected to be destroyed. If report speak true, and Ismael was little disposed to contradict the assertion, he was far more favored by accident than knowledge in the conduct of his distant expedition; but his predestinarian principles were of no common advantage to him and, trusting to Alla and the Prophet, a bad Greek pilot and a worse chart, with a compass, quadrant, and other appliances, (which Ismael was assured were always used as ornaments on board a vessel,) and devoutly repeating, in pure Arabic, the motto of the house of Russel," Che sarâ sarâ,"* he left Alexandria and put to sea, fully confident that he would arrive-where chance and fate might decree-with the aid of wind and currents, sails and rudder, a stock of gold, and a still larger stock of Moslem patience nd apathy. His "Navarchus," Panajotti, had travelled far and seen much; and, having now boldly aunched forth on their enterprise, o him would Ismael listen, as reposing on the deck he calmly smoked is argillé,† while the pilot recounted o him the many wonders he had enountered, and the dangers he had raved; but, what was better than anajotti's stories, the wind was fair s they left the shores of Mesr,‡ and rapping himself in his white and mple albornoz, to shield him from he effects of the blighting and humid rocco, in exclaiming Mortadi, (or

Still held the breeze 66 so fair and foul," for, while it filled the canvass, it relaxed every fibre of the system; nor did it cease until it brought Ismael into the Port of Malta, and there did he piously praise Alla for his success-salute the town-and wish God might darken the face of him who had invented quarantine; for predestination made the plague endurable, but with the quarantine it had nothing to do. When the moon arose and shed not soft, but rich, warm, and glowing light on that white rock, and whiter edifices which it supported, so forcibly contrasting their hue with the deep azure of the Mediterranean ;-when the "gentle land breeze wafted on its wings the grateful perfume of the orange and citron groves, and the fragrant odour of jessamine, rose, myrtle, and geranium-when the bells of the Island near him sounded the evening Angelus, and pious Christians spoke the heavenly Salutation, or chaunted the Litany of the Queen of heaven ;when the air was cool and pleasant, and the distant tinkling of the man

* What will be, will be. † The Egyptian pipe. + Africa. § A large white mantle.

doline was heard on shore, then Ismael (having first shouted the Salat, or call, and repeated the Alatema, or Last Prayer of Day,) would, summon Panajotti to the tarikh, or recital of tale or history.

Then did he ask of Panajotti where was the Al Cazár (the Palace); and it was pointed out to him, where the moonlight fell upon the lofty tower rising from the centre of and high above the vast and imposing edifice; and with joy was it that Ismael heard that the Hakem, or Governor, was a Cidy of the sea; for he, too, was now somewhat famous on that element, and undoubtedly they were peers.

The Quarantine at length expired, (for "even Stamboult will have an end," has been by an Alime said,) and with pomp and honour was he received by the good Sir Alexander Ball, and with pleasure he recognised in the Governor one of the great captains of Aboukir; and feasts were given him at Sant' Antonio in delicious gardens; and hither Ismael hied him, in a calessa, sitting upon both his hands, for the roads were rough and rocky, and the carriage, like the land it ran over, had no springs; there by him sate the Chatib, or Secretary of Sir Alexander, and a strange mant was he; for in the tongue of Almagreb did he recite long verses, the whole way, to amuse the Turk, which Ismael was too much shaken and jolted to attend to, nor could he otherwise have understood them: and the Chatib showed him a peacock's plume with which he wrote. Ismael met him long years after in London, and then he was a man of fame; for he had written poems, and a tragedy, and sermons, and things which Ismael did nevertheless little wot of. But to return the Giema, or assembly in the gardens, was enchanting; for what houris were there not there! and "Allah Acbar !|| Allah Acbar !" exclaimed he, as the soft blue eye of

* A lord or high officer. Constantinople. A fact. God is great.

the fair Briton cast its gentle, but curious glance upon him; or the more brilliant orbs of the dark Maltese flashed looks of lightning in his favour. There was, too, the Sahba, or wine, of various lands; and Ismael quaffed them off with zest, for he was learned in the Koran; and "where has the Prophet forbidden the use of the bright liquor? Mohammed forbade only its excess," said Ismael, as he drank largely of the delicious fluid. "Only—itsex-cess," exclaimed Ismael, as he sank upon a sofa near one of the loveliest daughters of the West.

Again they sailed; but who shall describe the difficulties and dangers of their voyage, until they beheld Bâb-el-Fetah (or Europa Point), and were fairly anchored in the bay of Gebel** Taric, and beheld the mighty fortresses it displays? Gihanam, the evil angel, must have been with them on that their course; and full often did Ismael deem he heard the very rushing of Azrael's wings, soft and solemn, and voluminous, as the flow of many waters. Twice, it is reported, they put in to Tunis; once they anchored in the port of Caglia ri; then did they find themselves in the road of Leghorn, which was not theirs; again got they, with no ordinary ingenuity, to the south of Sicily;

then, after a long, long interval, verily they saw the mighty Pyrenees; and then it was they knew to tack and steer to the southward; and long they sailed meridionally, without diverging, until the coast of Afric was in view. Now their course became more certain, for there was land to be seen on either side; yet did they visit Oran, and Melilla, and Almeria, and Marbella, asking counsel and advice of right experienced men of either creed; and in three short months they completed their voyage from Malta to Gibralter.

There also was he right hospitably received, and duly complimented. He inspected the noble fortifications,

Mr. C-lr-dge. § The western land. ** The Mount of Taric, whence Gibralter.

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