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science has been, in this way, thoroughly mind is accessible to instruction, and where objects commends a similar course of lessons. We analyzed, to arrange the whole matter syn- are accessible to the mind.
are fully convinced that it would be much thetically, is a useful exercise both of the Geography is the first branch of educa. more entertaining and useful to the scholjudgment and of the memory. In a word, tion to which the author would apply “a ars of all our schools, to begin with the we believe analysis to be the only true more practical and interesting method of history of Boston, instead of the origin of method of acquiring knowledge, whether instruction."
the human race, the origin of society, and the learner is a child or a philosopher, and
On the existing plan of instruction in this branch, the other remote topics usually discussed at synthesis the best and the easiest way of a book professedly simplified to the capacity of the commencement of a course of general retaining what is acquired.
children, is put into the hands of the young begin- history. In Blair's “ Mother's Catechism," We have been led into these remarks by per: He opens it for his first lesson, and finds it we have a good specimen of the plan rethe pamphlet before us. The title page of begin with a confian of the universe, or an exposition commended, applied to the instruction of
of the systeminvolving the essay will show that the contents are
terms which are of course utterly unintelligible to very young children. of a very miscellaneous character,--perhaps him; and when his lesson is got and recited, he too much so. It would have been better knows just as little of practical geography as befor the author to have restricted himself fore. There are two positive objections to this A Musical Biography: or, Sketches of the
Lives and Writings of Eminent Musical to the advantages of the analytic method, mode of instruction. li degrades the operations of
the mind into mere unmeaning rote. It opposes in the sciences on which he touches.
Characters. Interspersed with an Epitome Still,
the great principles of scientific research, which we like to see practical remarks in any are acknowledged in every other mental pursuit.
of Interesting Musical Matter. Collated
and compiled by John R. Parker. Bosform, on a subject so important; and some It is, in fact, nothing but an adherence to the ex
ton. 1825. 8vo. pp. 250. of those which are presented in this pam- ploded system which made a knowledge of generals phlet may be very useful in places where a sure key to the understanding of particulars.
We need not the weighty authority of Dr education has not attained even to the de- The plan suggested by the author is too Johnson to persuade us, that no kind of gree of practical excellence which it has long for insertion, it amounts however to reading is so generally interesting as biogin our vicinity. We will confine ourselves, this. Instead of beginning with geography, raphy. If tolerably well-written, the life of however, to those parts of the essay which let a child learn, in the first place, the de- an eminent man, whether he be distinguished advocate the analytic method of instruc- tails of topography, as applied to the place from the commonalty by his character or tion. We folly agree with the author, of his nativity or of his residence. When by the events of his life, can hardly fail to that if Locke's definition of the purposes he is become familiar with these, let him interest and gratify all classes of readers. of education is correct, most school books proceed to chorography, and become ac- Every one, whose mind is forcibly bent into and most teachers are wrong.
quainted with every thing which it should a peculiar direction by his habits of intel
teach him regarding his own state and coun- | lectual action and enjoyment, will have represents duce two results to facilitate
him, last of all, take up geogra- necessarily his favourite books and studies. secondly, the communication of knowledge. Now, phy, and begin, not at Herschel, nor at the The metaphysician loves to pore over the would it naturally be believed that, in the face of Sun, but at the quarter of the world in last work of some mighty master in “ the this correct and simple arrangement, the superin- which he lives, and so extend his knowl-science of puzzling and being puzzled ;”tendants of education would, through ignorance or edge of the science, till he is able to take the natural philosopher or historian leaves negligence, edi pofits, and thus involve themselves in the ab- those general views of the subject, which mind for matter, and finds no pleasure in surdity of teaching youth to express ideas, before constitute a synthesis. On this plan, a bewildering himself with the vague uncerteaching them to think? But what is the fact? child in Boston would be taught, first, the tainties of the intellectual world;—and the Turn to almost any school, and you will find the situation of his native city, then every in- statesman or politician feels a complacent answer
, when you see that the first book, which is teresting and instructive particular which contempt for all pursuits which are no way put a has You read, is an English Grammar , from which the usually enters into a topographical sketch. connected with public matters
, and throw scholar is to learn the rts of speaking and writing
. He would, then proceed to the county; no light upon the noble art of getting up in The order of nature is, first learn to think, and thence, to the state, and to the Union. In the world. But all these classes are limited, then learn to communicate your thoughts ; but the this way a thorough foundation would be and the books which are made for them are order of education is, first learn to communicate laid for subsequent enlargement of his geo- made for none beside them. With the hisyour thoughts, and then learn to think.
graphical knowledge; and, in the mean tories of individuals, of their actions, their The usual plea in justification of the com- time, he would be put in possession of a com- fortunes, their conditions, it is far otherwise. mon method of instruction is, that in early plete practical acquaintance with what is D’Israeli remarks, in his Curiosities of Litchildhood something is wanted, on which to most useful to him in the science he is ac erature, if we do not misrecollect, that, exexercise and discipline the mind; that it is quiring. We should like much to see such cepting the Bible, no books have passed no matter what you take for this purpose ; a course adopted with a class of learners. through so many editions as Robinson Cruand that at any rate the languages suit it We feel persuaded, that if a fair specimen soe and The Pilgrim's Progress; now both of very well. Now it is true that we do want of this kind could be exhibited, it would af- these books relate purely to fictitious events, something on which to discipline the raw ford the best argument for practical ana, and one is strictly allegorical; but they are mind; but do we therefore want the hard- lytic instruction, that its advocates could still of the nature of biographies. All perest exercise that we can select ? Because present. We agree with the author in sayo sonal tales, all stories which tell of remarkbodily exercise is beneficial to the health ing that
able incidents that befel individuals, or of children, do we set them to hard la. This mode of teaching geography, besides being deeply striking traits of character, or debour?
adapted to the capacity of the youngest learner, scribe singular performances, whether they Another view of this subject will make it plain, tends to communicate that practical cast of knowl. are novels and romances, claiming to be that the present arrangement of education leads edge which is so useful in life.
Lessons in geog. wholly fictitious, or strictly veracious bithe mind in a direction contrary to the order of na- raphy, when taught in this way, bear as near a reture. The young learner is introduced first into semblance as possible to the interesting recitals of ographies, have one thing in common. the mental, and then into the material world. Now an individual who has travelled through every part They treat of men-and not of men as the first glimpses of thought and the first awaken; scribes; and, above all, it gives the pupil a thor- the distance of history, but as they live and
of a country, and seen every object which he de. they are lost in the mazes, or obscured in ing of curiosity, in the mind of a child, are caused
ough acquaintance with the geography, or rather by external objects. The movements of thought the topography, of the place of his nativity or of move around us. They exhibit one who is pass unconscious and unheeded, at that early stage bis residence of what use is it to teach a child allied to us by a kindred nature, in circumof being, in which all that is interesting in exist the day, or the year, or the distance of Herschel, stances which excite interest and attention. ence is bounded by the circle of the senses. tellectual objects appear only as a shadowy some.
whilst you leave him ignorant of the road on which That sympathy which belongs to us as huthing, which never rises into any thing more deti
: he daily walks, the river that flows by his door, or nite than the form of mystery.
man beings, makes us find pleasure in fol. the situati n of his own binhplace? Education, there
lowing, with our imagination, the footsteps fore, must not begin here; it must begin where the For learners in history the author re-l of a brother, through good and evil fortune, The position was selected at a distance from the tle remains for us to do, but to give some station, be is persuaded by his friends “ to riyer, as the banks of the stream are skirted with account of these their present productions. brave the tyrant's wrath." A civil commewoods in which a number of Indians were distinctly And—if we may already quote the language tion ensues, wbich causes Gracchus, in the seen. Our horses were staked with very short ropes, of Caius Gracchus_first, with the first.” Sfth act, to take refuge in the temple of the arms were all examined and loaded afresh, six centinels placed on duty, and the rest of the party Those who have read the tragedy of Vir. Diana, whither Cornelia, with
his wife and remained up ready to resist any attack; a large ginius, or who have witnessed its perform-child, had already fled for safety. Being fire was kindled in order to apprize our companions ance on the stage, will probably be in some pursued into the sanctuary by Opimius and of our situation; and in this unpleasant uncertainty degree disappointed in the perusal of Cains his followers, the catastrophe is achieved about their fate we remained until they made their Gracchus. We indeed observe the same by the self-effected death of Gracchus. appearance. They had fortunately seen no Indians.
faults, the same colloquialism bordering on The supply of provisions which they brought was
The first passage which we select for tasted, but found inferior to the buffalo. The fat vulgarity of style, and the same weak, quotation is part of the speech of Gracchus of the elk partakes of the nature of tallow, and is hobbling attempts at blank verse; but we in favour of Vettius. much less fusible than that of other animals, so that can discern few of the redeeming beauties unless eaten very hot it consolidates and adheres to which have ensured to Virginius“ its little And depositions of the witnesses.
C. Gracc. Romans! I hold a copy of the chargethe mouth. The best part of the animal is the ud- bous upon the stage.” Lord Byron wrote Upon three several grounds he is arraigned. der, which, being fixed upon a forked stick, was roasted before the fire. As soon as our meal was a drama expressly for the closet, a drama First, that he strove to bring the magistracy finished, the fire was extinguished. A few Indians of more poetical power than any modern Into contempt; next, that he formed a ploc,
With certam slaves, to raise a tumult; lasthad accompanied us to our camp, but all withdrew production of the kind with which we are
And were there here the slightest proof, myself after a while except an old worthless man, who was acquainted; it was enacted by His Majes- Would bid him sheathe a dagger in his breast .recognized by several of the party, as his
character ty's servants at Drury-Lane, and, to use That he conspired with enemies of Romewas notorious at Fort St Anthony. This fellow was one of the most impudent of the band, ceaselessly the phrase of Mr Brulgruddery, “ruined with foreigners! barbarians! to betray her! begging for tobacco, whiskey, &c. When he was past all condemption.” Mr Knowles wrote The first, I'll answer-Vettias is a Roman, told that the party had no whiskey with them, and Caius Gracchus expressly for the stage, the next, ill answer-Vettius is a freeman,
And 'tis his privilege to speak his thoughts. that they had given as much tobacco as they could and there perhaps it has escaped the con- And never would make compact with a slave. spare, he observed with the greatest effrontery, demnation it must receive in the closet. The last, I'll answer-Vettius loves his country, what then can you give me?" Observing that Mr Keating was drinking out of his canteen, one of But to enable our readers to judge of its And who that loves his country would betray her: these Indians came up to him, and extended his merits and its demerits, we will give a brief But, say they, We have witnesses against him.' tained water, and not whiskey, he attempted to take make some extracts of its worse and its Who next? A Slave-Set down a Roman Knight. hand, asking for whiskey; being told that it con- sketch of its story, and then proceed to Name them!-Who stands the first upon the list?
A Client-I'll oppose to him a Senator. the canteen, which was, however, resisted. better parts.
Who follows last? The Servant of a QuestorThe party being again safely united, Major Long
The scene is laid at Rome, in the 633d I'll place a Tribune opposite to him! considering that, if an attack was intended, it would be made a short time before daylight, determined year of the city, when Caius Gracchus (the How stand we now? Which weighs the heavier? to allow the borses to rest until midnight, when
the brother of that Tiberius who had perished Their Questors Servant, or my Tribune ?-Their moon, rising, would make it pleasant and safe to some years previous in consequence of the Slave, or my Roman Knight?-Their Client, or
My Senator!--Now, call your witnesses ! travel. Accordingly at that hour we resumed our seditions caused by his revival of the Agra- Marc. We'll have no witnesses ! line of march. Our preparations for departure rian law) began to exercise the power Tit. For your sake, Caius, we acquit him. were made with the greatest expedition and silence,
Marc. Vettius is innocent! 90 as not to be observed by the Indians at a distance, which he had acquired by his popular tal
Citizens. Ay! Ay! Ay! and 10 avoid disturbing the old man that was sleep-ents and personal courage, and, perhaps
Marc. The tribes acquit Vettius by acclamation. ing or affecting to sleep under one of our carts; in above all, by his vehement and immoderate
Opim. Hear me, I say! the latter purpose, however, we failed; the old contempt for the Patricians, and his resist
Citizens. No! No! No! man awoke, and seeing what we were about, he ance to all their encroachments. He is C. Grace. Their voices are against you, Opinius! left us immediately, notwithstanding, the attempt introduced in the tragedy before us, de- Flamin. To please the people we withdraw our made to amuse him with conversation until we should be ready to start; but we could not detain fending the cause of Spurius Vettius, who charge. him; we saw him walk over the prairie, and by the had been accused of treason against the Io the following, Caius transfers his own light of the moon traced his figure until he ap- state. By effecting the acquittal of Vet- fate to his brother. proached near to the river, when he disappeared in tius be increased his popularity, and the woods. This was the last Dacota whom we rendered himself more than ever obnox. Go ask the Tiber if he lives again.
C. Gracc. Tiberius lives again! Alas, my friends! ious to all the Patricians, and particu- Cry for bim to its waters! they do know lent; they are the best which we recollect move him from the city and thus nip where they do murmur o'er him; but with all The plates in these volumes are excel. larly to Lucius Opimius, who, « to re- Where your Tiberius dies, never to live
Again!—Their channel was his only grave, to have seen in any American book of danger in the bud,” procures his appoint. The restless chafing of their many waves, travels. And as we think illustrations of ment to the Quæstorship; and Gracchus, Cannot awake one throb in the big beart this sort add more to the value of the having informed bis mother, Cornelia, and That wont to beat so strong, when struggling for work than they can add to its cost, we his wife, Licinia, of his new honours, sets Your liberties ! hope that Messrs Carey & Lea will be out with Opimius on his journey, and closes It was Caius, and not Tiberius, who was encouraged to pursue the same plan in the first act.
murdered by order of the consul, and whose their future publications, and that other publishers may be induced to follow their torship to have expired, and Gracchus to
The second act supposes his full Quæs- body was thrown into the Tiber.
The following exhibits many of the char. example.
have returned to Rome, where he is imme-acteristic faults of the author.
Licinia. I do not care for greatness.
house, at supper ginius. New York. 1824. 18mo, pp. 58. for, and is chosen to, the office of tribune. With the family! Knock any hour you choose, Alasco; A Tragedy, in five acts. By Mar. In the third act, Lucius Drusus, the col. And ask for it; nine times in ten, they'll send you tin Archer Shee, Esq. R. A. Excluded league of Gracchus, is made the tool of Or such a one's, in quest of it! 'Tis a month
To the Senate, or the Forum, or to such from the English Stage by the authority Opimius and the senate, to turn the popu- Since Caius took a meal from home, and that of the Lord Chumberlain. New York. lar current in their favour; and Opimius Was with my brother. If he walks, I walk 1824. 18mo. pp. 86.
obtains the consulship, and prevents the re- Along with him, if I choose ; or, if I stay These two tragedies are of a very differ-election of Gracchus to the tribunesbip. In Behind, it is a race 'twixt him and the time ent, and perhaps we might add, of a very the fourth act, Gracchus appears smarting And when he's back, and the door shut on him,
He promised to be back again, which is first. indifferent order. The author of each is under his persecutions, and indignant at the Consummate happy in my world within, well known to the dramatic world, and lit-1 abrogation of his laws; and, after some besi- | I never think of any world without !
ion of his countenance changed every moment, but him fairy tales, and odd stories, which made him more than I expected, and I have extended it much indicated nothing more than the pleasure or pain laugh till the tears came. The punch, however, beyond what I at first designed. In this case, it which he experienced at the instant. He was re- maile him so drowsy, that he could only go on is but just to increase the premium ; here are fifty markable for a habit which is usually the attendant while his wise was talking, and dropped asleep as «ucats more.'- Sir,' said Mozart, with increasing of stupidity. His body was perpetually in motion; soon as she ceased. The efforts which he made to astonishment, 'who then are you?'-That is nothhe was either playing with his hands, or beating the keep himself awake, the continual alternation of ing to the purpose ; in a month's time I shall reground with his foot. There was nothing extraor. sleep and watching, so satigued him, that his wife turn.' dinary in bis other habits, except his extreme fond- persuaded him to take some rest, promising to Mozart immediately called one of his servants, ness for the game of billiards. He had a table in awake him in an hour's time. He slept so pro- and ordered him to follow this extraordinary pethis house, on which he played every day by him- soundly, that she suffered him to repose for two sonage, and find out who be was; but the man self, when he had not any one to play with. His hours. At five o'clock in the morning, she awoke failed for want of skill, and returned without being bands were so habituated to the piano, that he was him. He had appointed the music-copiers to come able to trace bim. rather clumsy in every thing beside. At table, he at seven, and by the time they arrived, the over- Poor Mozart was then persuaded that he was no never carved, or if he attempted to do so, it was ture was finished. They bad scarcely time to ordinary being; that he had a connexion with the with much awkwardness and difficulty. His wife write out the copies necessary for the orchestra, other world, and was sent to announce to him his apusually undertook that office. The same man, who and the musicians were obliged 10 play it without proaching end. He applied himself with the more from his earliest age, had shewn the greatest ex. a rehearsal. Some persons pretend that they can ardour to his Requiem, which he regarded as the pansion of mind in what related to his art, in other discover in this orerture the passages where Mozart most durable monument of bis genius. While tlius respects remained always a child. He never knew dropt asleep, and those where he suddenly awoke employed, he was seized with the most alarming how properly to conduct himself. The manage again.
fainting fits, but the work was at length completed ment of domestic affairs, the proper use of money,
There are few who have any fondness for appointed, the stranger returneil, but Mozart was
before the expiration of the month. At the time the judicious selection of his pleasures, and temperance in the enjoyment of them, were never vir- music and have not heard of Mozart's retues to his taste.' The gratification of the moment quiem. The singular circumstances attendwas always uppermost with him. His mind was ing the composition of this beautiful piece great leaders. We have not room to speak
A host of lesser names follow the three so absorbed by a crowd of ideas, which rendered of music, were related in an interesting of them particularly, and shall not pretend
whole life, he stood in need of a guardian to work, recently published, from which Mr to judge of the value of the scientific retake care of his temporal affairs
. His father was Parker appears to have borrowed very marks which are scattered through the volwell aware of his weakness in this respect, and it largely. These facts may be fresh in the was on this account that he persuaded' his wife to recollection of many of our readers; but word or two. Among the lives, are those
Of its literary merits, we must say a follow him to Paris, in 1777, his engagements not they will pardon our quoting them for the of some individuals, of whom nothing has
to leave Mozart jurged his own works with impartiality, benefit of others, to whom they will be been printed which afforded an opportunity and often with a severity, which he would not easily
After all, perhaps there is nothing for compilation, and Mr Parker, as we prehave allowed in another person. The emperor Jo- in these circumstances so striking as the sume, in these cases claims the merit and seph I., was fond of Mozart, and had appointed him superstitious feeling wbich invested them abides the responsibility of authorship. In his maître de chapelle; but this prince pretended to with such fearful importance. be a dilettante. His travels in Italy had given him
these lives, such passages as this, which bea partiality for the music of that country, and the One day, when he was plunged in a profound gins the life of the late Mr T. S. Webb, may Italians who were at his court did not fail to krep reverie, he heard a carriage stop at his door. A sometimes be found. up this preference, which, I must confess, appears stranger was announced, who requested to speak to me to be well founded.
A person was introduced, handsomely This gentleman was a distinguished amateur in These men spoke of Mozart's first essays with dressed, of dignified and impressive manners. "I music, and attained a bigh degree of celebrity, have more jealousy than fairness, and the emperor, who have been commissioned, sir, by a man of considering been appointed the first President of the Boston scarcely ever judged for himself, was easily carried able importance, to call upon you.' · Who is he?' Handel and Haydn Society, an institution under away by their decisions. One day, after hearing interrupted Mozart.- He does not wish to be whose auspices, were laid a foundation which the rehearsal of a comic opera (die Entführung aus known.'— Well, what does he want?'—'He has aspires to an eminent rank among the first of mudem Serail), which he had himself demanded of just lost a person whom he tenderly loved, and sical societies in this country. Mozart, he said to the composer: 'My dear Mozart, whose memory will be eternally dear to him. He
And this, in the Life of Mrs Ostinelli, late that is too fine for my ears; there are too many is desirous of annually cominemorating this mournnotes there.'- I ask your majesty's pardon,' re- ful event by a solemn service, for which he requests Miss Hewitt, which we fancy it would in plied Mozart, drily; there are just as many notes you to compose a requiem.' Mozart was forcibly some measure puzzle Mrs Ostinelli to comas there should be be. The emperor said nothing, struck by this discourse, by the grave manner in prehend precisely. and appeared rather embarrassed by the reply; but which it was uttered, and by the air of mystery in when the opera was performed, he bestowed on it which the whole was involved. He engaged to She indicates a becoming rigour of feminine the greatest encomiums.
write the requiem. The stranger continued, Em. modesty ; in the picturing of her imagination, as The time which he njost willingly employed in ploy all your genius on this work; it is destined evinced in the intellectual dominion over the art, composition, was the morning, from six or seven for a connoisseur.' So much the better.'— What than an exuberant degree of enthusiastic imaginao'clock till ten, when he got up. After this, he did time do you require ?'--' A month.'— Very well: tion. no more the rest of the day, unless he hard to finish in a month's time I shall return.—What price do But the most remarkable among them is a piece that was wanted. He always worked very you set on your work?'-'A hundred ducats. The that which closes the biographical part of irregularly. When an idea struck him, he was not stranger counted them on the table, and disap- the volume. It is rather a suspicious cirto be drawn from it. If he was taken from the piano peared. forte, he continued to compose in the midst of his Mozart remained lost in thought for some time; cumstance, when a gentleman, upon enterfriends, and passed whole nights with his pen in his he then suddenly called for pen, ink, and paper, ing a room, finds it necessary to begin his hand. At other times, he had such a disinclination and, in spite of his wife's entreaties, began to write. remarks with an apology for being there. to work, that he could not complete a piece till the This rage for composition continued several days; We are not able to say how far Mr Parker moment of its performance. It once happened that he wrote day and night, with an ardour which be put off some music which he had engaged to seemed continually to increase; but his constitu- was bound to put together so many excuses furnish for a court concert, so long, that he had not tion, already in a state of great debility, was unable for his daring, in the instance before us, but time to write out the part which he was to perform to support his enthusiasm : one morning, he fell we have a decided opinion, that if they were himself. The emperor Joseph, who was peeping senseless, and was obliged to suspend his work. necessary, this life ought to have been omitevery where, happening to cast his eyes on the Two or three days after, when his wife sought to ted. Besides many other paragraphs, full sheet which Mozart seemed to be playing from, was divert his sind from the gloomy presages which of reasons for wbat he was about to do, Mr surprised to see nothing but empty lines, and said occupied it, he said
to ber abruptly; - le is certain Parker lays down the following eight in a to him: 'Where's your part." Here,' replied Mo- that I am writing this Requiem for myself; it will zart, putting bis hand to his forebead.
serve for my funeral service. Nothing could re period of twenty-seven lines. The same circunstance nearly occurred with remove this impression from his mind.
To exonerate ourselves, however, from all posspect to the overture of Don Juan. It is generally
As he went on, he felt his strength diminish from sible imputation of premature officiousness, or esteemed the best of his overtures; yet it was only day to day, and the score advanced slowly. The breach of delicacy; we fain would impress, on the composed the night previous to the first representa- inonth which he had fixed, being expired, the too scrupulous, our own conviction, that we ought tion, after the general rehearsal had taken place. stranger again made his appearance. I have not have sacrificed to mere punctilios so precious About eleven o'clock in the evening, when he re found it in possible,' said Mozart, to keep my an opportunity to present to the lovers of harmony tired to his apartment, he desired his wife to make word.''Do not give yourself any uneasiness,' replied with an abstract yet grateful object of contempla. him some punch, and to stay with him, in order to the stranger; · what further time do you require ?'- tion; to encourage bashful talent by showing how keep him awake. She accordingly began to tell Another wonth. The work has interested me'much may be accomplished, where such talents
exist, without prejudice to other essential acquire. praise cannot be too high. This memoir less and unattractive. So in life, knowing we ments ; to produce a powerful example in vindi- concludes thus :
shall be disappointed, expectation never tires. cating the student from the charge of frivolous pur. We have, therefore, a right to conclude, that as a
Next comes a sonnet of sixteen lines. suit, and in rescuing the study itself from unmerited obloquy that mistakes its own paralizing effect for perfonner, she has never yet been excelled or even in the next piece our language fails benear at hand to aid us in illustrating certain posi- ing to ber the word prodigy, we restore the word Latin and divers other, to us, unknown lanan extrinsic iinaginary cause ; to ix upon a guide equalled by any of the same age; and that in apply: neath him, and he is put to his Greek and tions relative to an art which
labours as yet under itself to its legitimate owner, and rescue it from the the weight of local prejustices, and erroneously sup- profanation to which it has been so often suljected. guages; for example, he talks of " pure posed to debase, when in reality it elevates the mind; We would notice, that in the Life of of a “roscid emerald spray,” of a "hymnic
waves hyaline," of a “velvet roseous bed," to cherish true taste, and discriminating love for the Muzio Clementi, he is said to bave been strain;” but enough ;-we will give a prehighest species of performance by holding up an born in 1725, to have married his first wife mium, no less than the whole volume, to unequivocal model of excellence; to do honour to our native town, by proclaiming of what exquisite in 1803 or 1804,—and his present wife in fruit on the tree of science it has been the nursery, 1811, and that “we close our sketch of the any one who will explain to us the meaning
of this stanza. an honour, u hich, we venture to predict, will at no life of this extraordinary man, whom we distant time be envied by the first capitals of Europe; rejoice to see on the verge of seventy.”
Beneath the ornate vestment's glow, to satisfy legitimate public curiosity by directing it We presume there is some mistake of the
Lork thoughts no mortal ear can learn,
Dark dash the lava floods of wo, to a proper focus of vision; and to discharge our
Ah! fiery billows roll and burn; oun particular duty, in describing to the best of our press in this.
The mimic smile, like osprey's wing, abilities, (better late than never) a phenomenon,
Hides the deep death-wound of our fate, which falls so exclusively within our sphere of
The dying suan doth music fling, observation. Poems, by Sumner Lincoln Fairfield. New
On Nature's ear inanimate! Here we have, with an apology for writing York, 1823. 12mo. pp. 188.
It cannot be expected of us, that we and publishing these memoirs now, an ad- Lays of Melpomene. By Sumner L. Fair.
should review severally all these poems. mission that it ought to have been done field. Portland, 1824. 12mo. pp. 72. before. On the next page it is stated that The Sisters of St Clara. A Portuguese From most of them indeed we find it as
Tale. By Sumner L. Fairfield. Portland, vain an endeavour to extract a meaning as The first attempt to instruct ber, at the age of six,
from the stanza we have quoted. There is was after a few trials, abandoned as too onerous.
1825. 12mo. pp. 54. The second, only a year after, proved decisive. When the first of these books was sent made by the patent method of which a spe.
some reason to suppose that they were all Her talents unfolded themselves with a rapidity to us sometime ago, we were so untrue tocification may be found in Gulliver's voyage of tuition. Every new lesson was learned with our duty, as to determine not to notice it. to Laputa. Can any man in his senses such expeditious ease, as to render indispensable For this determination we had several rea- doubt, for instance, that the following words the intervening burthen of home instruction, which sons. We knew something of Sumner L. were put into their relative situations by lesson, and which daily increasing, made it at last feelings of the man by saying, what we There's a crystalline cove hid in the deep-bosomed placed her several pages in advance of the ensuing Fairfield, and were unwilling to wound the machinery ? an act of justice to unite the credit with the labour, thought of his writings; nor did it seem Accordingly she became exclusively the pupil of
hills, her own faiher, who found himself thus unexpect necessary, as we believed that the work Where the perch and mullet rove, and chime the edly compelled to teach, while he himself had yet had fallen “still-born from the press," and flashing rills, to learn; the piano-forte not being an instrument we hoped its failure would discourage its And dandelions blush around, and daffodils perfume on which he is a distinguished amateur. author from a second attempt. That hope the air, and carpet o'er the ground, and love the
quiet gloom. We cannot understand this passage, un- has been disappointed; and when the other less it means that Miss Eustaphieve learned two books were put, almost at the same There in the linden groves of peace, and where so rapidly that the ordinary masters of the moment, into our hands; when we saw that
bananas spread, art were left behind, and Mr Eustaphieve the author, by his pertinacity, was forcing When the notes of woe shall cease, I'd lay my
weary head, was compelled to learn music himself, that himself into notice; when, worst of all, we he might keep so far in advance of her perceived a disposition in some, not merely Or rove along the pebbled shore, and rear a pearly
dome, progress, as to supply her with guidance to pardon, but even to praise his produc- Where fiery billows never roar, and vestal virgins and instruction,-in which case, we should tions, we thought that we ought no longer think the talents of Miss Eustaphieve came to keep silence, but do the little that we
Lest however it should be thought, that to her by inheritance. But it would seem could to protect the literature of our coun
we have selected stanzas which are made that Miss Eustaphieve performs admirably try from the disgrace of having works like obscure by being disjoined from the contest, as pianiste (to use a phrase, the invention these thrust upon the public and pass unre: we will extract a whole piece, and appeal of which we accredit to Mr Parker-per- proved. We are sorry to be compelled to to the cominon sense of our readers, if in haps in ignorance), but she does
not com- this ; but feeling ourselves bound to notice the whole of it there be more meaning than pose. In connexion with this fact, Mr Parker these books, we feel equally bound to tell in the line of Otway, which Coleridge makes the following remarks ; and we re
our readers what they are.
quotes to illustrate his notion of delirium : gret to say, that we have so little music in our souls, that the imagery employed seems many pieces, of which some are in verse, rather forcible than exact. and some in what the author no doubt
SCALDIC SONG. meant for verse, and is introduced by a The eagle plumes her noble crest, Theseus the groping hero and Ariadne the tute: fantastic preface, from which we learn three
And seeks the dales of upper air, lar spirit leading him out of the labyrinth, present
And proudly swells her fearless breast a just emblem of that close alliance which subsists things; first, that the poems, as they are
When gazing on the red sun there ; between the great composer and the great per- called, were written at the age of nineteen; The fire-crested billow breaks loud o'er the Haai, former, and which elevates the latter far above the next, that the author would rather bave And hushed is the runic wild, revelling laugh, mere mechanism of execution. Nay, a composer them condemned, than treated with con- The storin in blackness shroudis the sky, of moderate reputation is absolutely inferior to a tempt; and lastly, that he disapproves of
Save when liquid fires illume performer of rare, but acknowledged merit; as it immoral writers. One extract from the
The murky welkin--and they tly requires much less genius to constitute the one,
In forked flashes through the gloom. than seize, as does the other, the master-key of preface will serve as a specimen of Mr witchcraft, to wield the mysterious machinery, and Fairfield's prose.
The garland is streaming from the mast, to put in motion the whole mighty creation with
The loose shrouds are shiv'ring, and furies arv When we gaze upon the arching and variegated the dark towering spirit of a Beethoven!
dancing, rainbow, as it displays its tinted beauties in the
And frantic sybils on the blast, We have no doubt that high praise is due deep-blue fields of ether, the fond heart of nature's
Their baleful eyes in wrath are glancing. to this lady; but in his endeavours to direct devotec throbs for a mansion in that aerial dome; public observation to "a proper focus of to its sorrow that, like the moving figures on distant but would, were its animated desires fulblled, find O'er the wild and warring billows,
The frail bark by ice-bergs is rapidly drivenSision," Mr Parker seems to think that the arras, all the glories beaming there were cold, life- Sinks the wreck—and gelid pillows
Bear the innates--hope is riven;
Percy's Reliques; but comparing it with the We now proceed to pluck a few flowers But the sybil now is sailing
others around, we are compelled to believe of poetry from this last production of Mr On the fire flashing wings of the merciless storm, that Mr Fairfield wrote it in sad and sober Fairfield; the first savours strongly of Lau
Though gale and surge are wildly wailing The last dirge of Area, of the paragon form;
earnest ; mistaking rant for sublimity. Wera Matilda. And the beauty's golden tresses
have not space for the whole, but assure The sun's last beam of purple light Mark her form on the phosphoric billows of night, our readers that it is all alike.
Emblazons Calpe's castle height,
And over Lusitania's sea
Looks with a smile of melody.
Where oft we met and mingled soulsFrom some transitory gleams, a sort of Oh, that thy smiles had never been!
Now we beg our readers to look at this, twilight of cominon sense, which glimmer- My pulse throbs wild, my mad brain rolls. and consider it well. ed in three or four pieces in the Poems,"
The last beam of the sun's purple light A burst of moonlight feeling gleams it seemed possible that Mr Fairfield, whose
O'er my fond heart's magnolia bower,
looks with a smile of melody over Lusitazeal was very apparent, might in time But niemory 'mid the bright flowers screams,
What in the name of nonsense come to write tolerable poetry. On the While Love weeps o'er the parting hour. is “ looking with a smile of melody? sight of the “ Lays of Melpomene," we O'er lise's perspective, dim and dun,
And many a strain is heard from far abandoned this supposition; the sucking No gilding rays of orient glow,
Of wandering lover's sweet guitar, butterflies, spoken of in the following ex- My soul's gem-star, my fancy's sun,
And in the songs he fondly sings tract quite overcame us, and we cordially Burns lurid in the vaults of woe.
His glowing heart finds rainbow wings,
Which bear his soul's devoted love joined the author in the exclamation at the Down-winged sylphs no longer dye
To her who would his honour prove. close.
The pale dead rose of buried love;
This we presume is highly metaphoricMimics and mocks, delights in and deludes,
Float not o'er sorrow's cypress grove.
al, but its meaning is too deep for us to
fathom. Dooms to despair, and destines for the fane
Upon cerulean pinions borne, Of fame ; to feel the butterflies of earth
Within whose solitary cells Sucking the essence of almighty thought
'Mid opal waves of spheral light,
Tearless despair forever dwells,
And sin, beneath devotion's name,
Comes one dear shade of dead delight.
Reposes in its sacred shame,
While deeds unweened by him of hell
Are done in murder's fatal cell. To elevate their honour, and to hear
This doubtless means that worse things Groans wrung from bleeding hearts:-to toil and stanzas which make even an approach to sigh
Mr Fairfield's splendour of diction and were done in the convent than the devil 'Mid vigils of strained thought, and feel the breath clearness of thought as above exemplified. ever thought of. Of waking nature stealing o'er the fires We will quote them, and our readers may
Feelings suppressed and thoughts untold Of the hot brain, and hear the morning air compare the first of thein with the first
Flowed silently, like liquid gold, Chant matin minstrelsy to hopeless woe,
O'er her fond heart, while virtue's sun stanza of Mr Fairfield, and the second with Mocking the spirit's ear; to look abroad
Threw glory o'er them as they run. O'er earth and heaven, and weave in sunny web the fourth stanza extracted.
* * Thoughts pure and delicate, conceptions high, Clouds of amber, dreams of gladness,
Oh, spirits that sail on the moonlight sea Creations glorious, and fancies rich,
Dulcet joys and sports of youth,
Should have thoughts as vast as eternity, Threads spun in paradise and knit and linked By magic skill of mighty intellect; Soon must yield to haughty sadness
And feelings as pure and happy as those Mercy holds the veil of Truth.
Rainbow-winged birds who can dwell in a rose, To think, toil, fancy thus, and yet to know That we but frame an Eden for base worms,
For hearts full of grief, oh, never can be Serpents of venoin, reptiles foul, and things Hark! what soft Eolian numbers,
Fond of sailing alone on a moonlight sea. Beneath all name—'tis vile, oh, very vile!
Gem the blushes of the morn;
We are not so well acquainted with natural In many passages of this work we have Break, Amphion, break your slumbers,
history as Mr Fairfield, but we believe we been reminded of two noted productions ;
Nature's ringlets deck the thorn.
have seen these birds ;
;-we always called to wit, Nat. Lee's elegiac verses, which he One more parallel and we are done. them rose-bugs; but though their wings be used to recite with much pomp of enuncia- Who-who can bear a rapier smile ?
streaked, it would require a very poetical tion in Bedlam, and the Dirge of Drury, by A kiss that dooms the soul to death?
fancy to see the hues of the rainbow upon Laura Matilda, in the “ Rejected Address- The anguish of illuding guile?
them. es.” We have been at the pains to mark The nectar upas of the breath?
Twas soft Campania's evening hour, a few parallel passages for the satisfaction
Lays of Melpomene, p. 40.
And earth and heaven were seas of light, of our readers. Lee's verses, if we reWhere is Capid's crimson motion ?
And Zulma in her rose-wove bower member rightly, began something in this
Billowy ecstacy of wo?
Sate gazing on the horizon bright,
Where wbite clouds float and turn to gold, wise ;
Where the stagnant torrents flow!
Like garments in campeachy rolled,
Drury's Dirge. And fancy pictures angel pinions
Far waving o'er those high dominions. And grow as turbiit as the Irish scas,
tice of the “Sisters of St Clara." Such of To engender whirlwinds for a working witch!
Here again we are surpassed in chemical And Mr Fairfield, in more passages than our readers as have read the “ Blank Book knowledge, as in other branches of science, we have room for, writes thus,
of a Small Colleger,” of which we gave a by Mr Fairfield. We thought at first that
notice a few numbers back, may remember as logwood was brought from Campeachy, Methinks there is a mighty power withia
a story told there of two Portuguese Nuns. and logwood made a blackish dye, it was an My spirit, that I feel such glorious thoughts Roll like sun-billows o'er my swelling brain,
We did not think that the best story in the oversight of our author, and the lines should The World, unthinking things, would call me mad! book, nor the best told. Such as it is, how- run thus, * * * ever, Mr Fairfield has thought fit to do it
Like garments in Brazil wood rolled; But Night, at man's unholy madness wroth, into verse, by which process, it is absolute
or And started at his wassailry, arose
ly undone. The story is a short one; two From her dark couch and shrieked so fearfully nuns attempted to elope from a convent
Like clothes in Nicaragua rolled ; To heaven that angels on each other gazed one succeeded and the other was taken. but upon reflection, we concluded not to In deep astonishment.
One was killed for the breach of ber vow, offer our emendation, lest we should have Had we met with the poem from page 36, and her lover kills himself on the occasion; the mortification of hearing that Mr to p. 40, of the Lays of Melpomene, any and the other dies of grief because her lover Fairfield had a patent for extracting yelwhere else, we should have thought it to be would not marry her, and he dies of grief low from a preparation of Campeachy an imitation of some of the mad-songs in because she died.