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exquisite artist, Collins ! There the ers of the truly English school, less afpretty pair of loving creatures are fecting and expressive. Her husband, kneeling together on the sands, in a we see from her face, is at sea; and, calm sunset, after a day of storm, and had all gone right, wouldere now have beholding, in scarce-assured belief, been at home. Yet, though disturbed, their father's boat yet a speck on the she is far from being in despair. But horizon, brought back in deliverance even the slightest fear of death ruefulto their prayers. 'Tis as simple as ly darkens the countenance of lovesome stanza in an old ballad." The and at the open window she sits, feedtale is told at once. We think of the ing her ear on the sugh of evening, many tears shed, now that they are to devour the first faint tread of his wiped from their eyes; and the joy coming footsteps. But, as yet, he that is present speaks affectingly of comes not-though there behold two the grief that is past. The touch of little angels praying for him-one true genius is everywhere,–in the asleep in its cradle, in dreams--and features of the children, so perfectly the other on her knees, with his head natural—the broken shingly shore hidden in the lap of his mother; who, around them as they kneel—that gi- with affectionate hand, presses its gantic pile of rock, wave-worn into dear hair, as if joining in the mura wide cavern, with its lofty portal - mured petition to the God who takes the subsiding, subsided sea—the care of the sailor on the seas. golden sun, that seems glad to shine Is this from some divine picture of over a calm at last—and the settling, one of the inspired masters of old, the settled clouds of a yet uncertain Sisters of Bethany? No; the picture heaven!
is by a living power-one who will The trànsition is easy along the take his place among the immortals; same line of thought and feeling to for the name of Leslie will never die that lovely “Gleaner,” by Holmes, while genius is hallowed on earth, and a Lavinia, who might well win the held in reverential remembrance. We heart of the owner of the field—a wish that we-even we-had been Ruth, who might sleep at the feet of asked to try to express some of the Boaz, and then lay her wedded head emotions that flow back and forwards beside his on the pillow. Is this the in our soul, to and from that holy consame happy, humble, glad and grace- ception, so holily realized; yet perful creature of whom Wordsworth haps it is better not, for feeling with sung last year in the Keepsake, “a us has not always words at will; and strain that will not die?” Perhaps the sight of the Saviour addressing not; but one beauteous image recals Mary and Martha has touched a chord another; and there is a sameness in a female heart that gives forth exwhich the awakened heart delights cellent music—though music from no to recognise in all the favourites of mortal lips can worthily hymn the heaven.
benignity imaged there—far beyond Nor is the “Anxious Wife," by Mul- human, and indeed altogether divine. ready, one of the most original paint
THE SISTERS OF BETHANY.
“ By Miss Jewesbury.
And thou hast female forms--one meekly sad,
And Martha—now like Mary, at his feet!" But our Monologue is at an end for venture befall them on their way a month—and that yawn is a signal through Shakspeare square. Gazing for bed. Gentle reader, the allusion on the engravings consumed several is, in as far as you may be implica- hours; and thus it was six o'clock ted, impersonal; the gant was from in the evening, to a minim, when us, wearied, we are ashamed to con- we began to brandish our bramah. fess it, of our own wisdom. Yet Saving breakfast, lunch, dinner, tea, neither, we are proud to confess it, and supper, including, of course, has our Monologue been monoto- small beer, ale, porter, port, claret, nous, but, on the contrary, varied by Madeira, and a couple of calkers, a merry sadness, like that of the not a particle, during the article, of rich-mouthed nightingale. Will our any one thing, solid or liquid, have Public believe us when we tell her, we had to eat or drink in this hunthat we have taken twenty-four hours gry, and thirsty, and weary world. —to a minute—to this Soliloquy? We The consequence may be conjectuwere at our board of green cloth red-we are all but asleep. The precisely as the lobby-clock struck third Triad, therefore, consisting of six-of the morning of Monday the the Gem, the Bijoux, and the Win16th of November, and now of the ter's Wreath, must not be so unreaTuesday immediately following 'tis sonable and so unfeeling as to withthe self-same hour. Having arranged hold us from bed. The Juvenile the Annuals into Triads, we proceed- Annuals will please to shew us up ed piecemeal to peruse; two we stairs, each with a candle in his or dispatched before breakfast-two be- her hand-and Mr Hood's New Cotween breakfast and lunch-and two mic is too much of a Christian to debetween lunch and dinner. Not one sire to transform a gant into a gufsingle line of verse or prose escaped faw. In a week or two we shall get us--and as we went along, on a slip up, if the weather improves; and of paper with our keelavine we re- who knows but the opening article ferred our amanuensis to the quota- of our January Number may be the tions. For to send such angels to conclusion, or rather continuation, the devil would be impious, and a of our Monologue, or Soliloquy on blot on their fair fame might perad- the Annuals ?
INDEX TO VOLUME XXVI.
Adventure in Ceylon, 43
Character of the English, Scots, and Irish,
818-English character, ib.-Scottish
character, 821–Irish character, 824
on the Catholic relief bill, 33
Colonial discontent-Lower Canada, 332
Comparison of the modern with the an.
cient Romans, 314
No. XLVI. 389_No. XLVII. 846 remarks on the, 97--Causes of distress
in the population, 99_ To be remedied
only by reversing the political system,
967-The Iris, 971-The Amulet, 974 and the, 918
Das Bild, a German "ragedy, Review
Deaths, 268, 411, 842
temporaine, Le Millionaire, and Vidocq, by, 185–The ruined Nunnery, by,385
- Translation of his sonnet on visiting
Dibdin's sea songs; or, scenes in a gun.
room, 570_Letter from Thomas Dib-
Dissolution of Parliament, remarks on a,
Doniestic policy, our, No. I. 768_No. II.
Dublin University, remarks on the, 153
Economy, Political, letters on, 510, 671,
riage of Francis of Valois and Mary Edinburgh Review, Mr Sadler and the,
Ellen of Reigh, 271
Episode in the Life of the Great Captain
Essay on Prosing, by a Proser, 436
on the Theory and the Writings of
Ettrick Shepherd, the, a Tale of the Mar, Letter from Thomas Dibdin, Esq. to the
tyrs, by, 48—Letter about Men and Editor, 910_Note by the Editor, 912
271- The p and the q, by, 698 Love, First and Last, 189
Malavolti, a Neapolitan story, 717
Martyrs, a tale of the, 48
by the Ettrick Shepherd, 245
1-Attila, King of the Huns, 289 Moonshine, a matter of, 329
Boudoir , 632
My Landlady and her Lodgers, by the
author of the Ayrshire Legatees, &c.
by, 52–The Heart of Bruce, by, 610 VI. 321 - Chap. VII. 323 – Chap.
588_Chap. XI. 589_Chap. XII. 590
-Chap. XIII. 731_Chap. XIV. 732
_Chap. XV. 734
Neapolitan Story, a, 717
IV. 72–No. V. 201 - Modern refor. bill, 125_Song by O'Doherty, and imi.
Mr Theodore, 133_By the Shepherd,
by Theodore, 137–The Duke of Cum.
berland, 140— The Duke of Welling-
row and Lord Moncreiff, 390 – The
Union, 392_The Ministry, 395_En.
gration from the Highlands, 399_Ca.
nadian boat-song, 400_Speech of Mac-
403—The Shepherd in a fainting fit,
in the devil, 852_Prosecutions of the
867—The Duke of Wellington and the
Catholic relief bill, 859_The press,
my the safeguard of religion, 867- The
Nupnery, the ruined, 385
Observations on the Court and the Cabi.
Clergy of his Diocese, remarks on the, Ode to the Harp of Zion, 286
Old Gentleman's Teetolum, the, 210
Parliament, review of the last Session of,
on the British Setilements in Phenomena of the great earthquake in
Poetry—John Weir, a Ballad, 50-Songs Werner's tragedy of Attila, 289_OF
of the Affections, by Mrs Hemans, 52 the Family Library, 413_Of the
Soliloquy on the Annuals, 948
from the Italian, 829
Southey, Mr, review of his All for Love,
62_Of Colloquies on the Progress and
Prospects of Society, 611
St Albans, review of the Five Nights in,
State and prospects of the country, 464
Stanzas on a monument in Greenwich
Tale of the Martyrs, a, 48
ter to his Clergy, 33- On the modern Teetotum, the old Gentleman's, 210
Wordsworth, essay on the theory and the
1-Southey's All for Love, and the Works preparing for publication, 262,