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aquedusts, The winding road; the woody Speaking of the village of Patterdale, Falley, and broken ground below; the he says, " Among the cottages of this mountain beyond ; the form of the bridge, village, there is a houte, belonging to a which gave a clasiic air to the scene ; and perfon of somewhat better condition ; abs obscurity wbicb melted tbe wbole into one whose little estate, which he occupies bai branious mass ; made all togetber a very himseif, lies in the neighbourhood. As plafing visw.

bis property, inconsiderable as it is, is “ But it foon grew too dark even for the better than that of any of his neighbours, imagination to ruam. It was now it has gained him the title of King of o'clock; and tho' in this northern climate, Patterdale, in which his family name is the twilight of a clear summer-evening al. loft. His ancestors have long enjoyed fords even at chat late hour a bright effude the title before him, We had the honour of gence, yet now all was dark,

feeiug this Prince, as he took the dis A faint, erroneous ray

version fishing on the lake ; and I Glanced from th’imperfect surface of things, could not help thinking, that if I were Threw half an image on the straining eye.

inclined to envy the situation of any poWhile wayering woods, and villages, and tentate in Europe, it would be that of the streams

King of Patterdale. The pride of WindAnd rocks, and mountain tops, that long for and Versailles would mrink in a retained

comparison with the magnificence of his Th' ascending gleam, were all one swimming dominions." scene,

Having described the

component Uncertain if beheld

parts of a view of the LAKE OF ULLES« We could just discern, through the dim,

WATER, Mr. G. continues : Dels of the night, the shadowy forms of the

were the outlines, and compositions of mountains, lometimes blotting out half the the view before us ; but it's coluaring was sky, on one side; and sometimes winding

till more exquisite.

66 The fun was now descending low, and round, as a gloomy barrier on the other.

“ Often to the road would appear to diye çaft the broad Naades of evening allware the into lome dark abyss, a catarac roaring at

landscape : while his beams, gleaming with the botton : while the mountain-torrents on yellow, luftre through the vallies, spread

over the enlightened summits of the mounevery side rushed down the hills in notes of various cadence, as their quantities of water, ains, a thousand lovely tints-in sober the declivities of their fall, their distances, harmony, where some deep recess was faintor the intermission of the blast, brought the

ly shadowed-ia splendid hue, where jut. found fuller or fainter to the ear; which ting knolls or promontories received the organ became now more alert, as the imagi. air was fill: the lake, one vait expanse of

fuller radiance of the diverging ray. The nation depended rather on it, than on the Eye for information.

crysta! mirror, The mountain-shadows, “ Tirese various potes of water-music, an,

which sometimes give the water a deep, (wering each other from hill to hill, were

black hue (in many circumstances, extremely a kind of tranflation of that passage in the picturesque) were sostened here into a miid Psalms, in which one deep is represented cala

blue tint, which swept over half the surface, hing anaber because of ibe noise of the water

The other half received the fair impreffion pipes.

of every radiant form that glowed around, "Among other images of the night, a lake The invcrted landscape was touched in faini

er colours than the real one. (for the lake of Baflenthwait was now in siew) appeared through the uncertainty of The last touches alone were wanting.

more than laid in. It was almost finithed, the glnom, like something of ambiguous tex.

“ What an admirable Itudy for the pallet is ture, (preading a lengthened gleam of wan

such a scene as this ! infinitely beyond the dead light under the dark shade of the in

camera's contracted bounds.

Here you ice combent mountains : but whether this light

nature in her full dimenfious. You are let was owing to yapours arising from the val.

into the very mystery-into every artifice of ley; or whether it was water--and if water,

her pencil. In the reflected pillure, you see whether it was an arm of the sea, a lake, or

the ground fre lays in the great effects prea river to the uninformed traveller would

ferved and that veil of expressive obscurity appear matter of great uncertainty, Whal. ever it was, it would seem fufficient to alarm

thrown over all, in which what is done his apprehensions; and to raise in liis fancy,

is fy exquisitely, that if you with the fie (zow in quest of dangers) the idea of sonienifhing touches, yon with them only by the

Fime inimitable hand that gave the sketch. thing that might flop 19s fafiher progress,

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Turn from the Shadow to the reality, and left, rises (mooth from the water, and is you have them. There the obscurity is de- scattered over with a few clumps. The failed. The picture and the Iketch reflect peninsular part, and the grounds alio at some muual graces on each other."

distance beyond the isthmus, confilt of one Of a view from HACKFALL (an ap. intire woody scene ; whiclı advancing buldly pendage of Studley Park in York. to the front of the precipice, quites itself SKIRI) our Author gives the following with it. anjinated description.

“ This woody scenery on the banks of the “ It is a circumstance of great advantage, river may he called the first distance. Bewhen you are carried to this grand exbibition yond this lies a richi, extendive country(as you always thould be through the close broken into large parts---decorated wiih all lanes of the Rippon road. You have not the objects, and diverGfied with all the tines the lead intimation of a design upon pou; of distant landscape-retiring from the eye nor any suggestion, that you are on bigli scene after scenemuill at length every vivid grounds; till the folding-doors of the build. hue fading gradually away, and all diftinc, ing at Mowbray-point being thrown open, tion of parts being loft, the country imperyou are struck with one of the grandest and ceptibly melts into the horizon ; excepe in molt beautiful bursts of country, that the · some parts, 'vlere the blue hills of Hamble. imaginativo can form.

don clore the giew. “ Your eye is firlt carried many fathoms “ Through the whole extent of this precipitalely down a hold, woody feep, to grand scene-this delightful gradation of light the river Ewer, which forms a large semi- and colours.-nature bas wrought will ber circular curve below; winding to the yery broadest and freef pencil. The parts are foot of the precipice on which you and. ample; the composition perfectly correct. The trees of the precipice over-hang the She hath admitted nothing disgusting, or central part of the curve."

even trivial. I scarce remember any where " 111 o: her parts too the river is intercept- an extensive view lo full of beauties, and eu by woods ; but enough of it is discovered so free from faulis. The fore-ground is as to leave the eye at no uncertainty in tracing pleasing as the back-ground; which it never its course, Ac the iwo opposite points of can be, when plots of cultivation approach the curve, two promontories thout into the the eye: and ie is rare to finu lo large an ex: river, in coneralt with each other : that on tent of near-ground covered by wood, or the right is woody, faced with rock, other suriace, whose parts are alike grand, and crowned with a castle : that on the and beautiful.”'

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Prospects on the Rubicon : or, an Investigation into the Causes and Consequences of

the Politics to be agitated at the Meeting ot Parliament. 8vo. 1s. 6d. Debreti. NOTWITHSTANDING the claslica! build. A labourer with a mattock may

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demolith a palace, but it iequires all often perused a work with less pretention Inigo Jones io erect a Whitehall. -Mr. io clafficality in expression, candour in Paine ivields his pickaxe in a disperate pinner, or judgment in matter, than this manner indeed. The Minister is a gloomy pamphlet. The Author is, we young Minister, fond of hiinself and deinderitand, a Mr. Paine, heretofore ce- ficent în experience." Bebrated for his work entitled Common ment of Lord Chatham muit have been Surse, which was publisher early in the bad indeed, to have done less in the war unfortunate American content. He ap of 1763 than he did, contidering the pears to us a moorly discontented spirit, force and money enıployed; belidis, le ever bonding evil and ruinous niisfurtune, lock the French teamen in multitudes and labous with ail his ability to per- before the declaration of war, which was pizde thie Naiion that her final deltinc- very unfair, because it was like a mun sion is just at hand. But we have heard 100 a iminijiering a disabling dose over-rig. much of this fenfelels croaking for many to the perfu zbom be intends to cbu'linge

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this day the Jupes of it; in tbe morning.” This is one of the and, netwith itanding the good-natured Howers of rhetoric of which there is an prophecy of Mr. Paine, we do not def- infinite number through the work ; in pair but England may yet survive even fhurt, no matier what is the subject, io, wbat he seems io ihink the will never Mr. Paine is still one of thole unfortureach, the end of the year 1788.

nate Genii that roului not bave it so. ļi is much easier to pull down than 19

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years, to be

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The Author appears to labour under that to avoid a war when her own existence a kind of Taxophobia : Taxes, Taxes, is not endangered, and wherein the happinels nothing but Taxes, is his cry. “ A Tax of man muit he wantonly sacrificed, is a is to be laid on shoes and boots, for the higher principle of true honour than madly service of the Stadtholder of Holland : to engage in it." this will undoubtedly do honour to the na- After this pathetic effufion of philan, tion by verifying the old English proverb, thropic wildoin, we lope, that henceOver phoes, over boots.If a Tax were forward Contention shall be dumb, grimlaid upon all blundering politicians and visaged War shall limooth his wrinkled miferable pamphleteers, poor Mr. Paine front, our swords be hammered into inight with justice raise this outcry, but ploughfares, what gunpowder is now we apprehend, that wbile measures in the kingdom be only used to blow are carried on with the decision and up the mills, and one universal scene of energy, and the consequent Succels, to peace and harmony reign over this dir. which we have lately been witness, our tracted globc'; for lo ! at the word of this countrymen will not murmur at pur- prophetic peace - snaker, '“ Jam redit et chasing an addition of honour and much. Virgo, redeunt Saturnia regna.” But as wanted respectability, even at the expence this world nust be peopled by men, and of accumulated taxation.

as where there are men there will be difBut what becomes of the prophetic lention, we fear that all this fine writing wisdom of this discontented speculik, is thrown away. Let it be therefore when we have seen the dignity of Great our policy to be prepared for the worlt; Britain asserted, the peace of Holland re- to face with cool but steady resolution, ftored, the friendthip of Rufiia and the threatening brow of our insidious ada Prussia secured, the pride of France versaries, nor for a pitiful saving in the humbled to the dust, and all this without beginning of a contest, involve ourselves a lixpence of additional taxes ? Mr. in the loss of eventual millions ; but Paine may, it appears, still wear his shoes above all, let us be cautions of the in peace, undifturbed by the terror of a treacherous advice of ostensible friends, three-penny tamp, notwithstanding that who feel for us so much more than we The Minister is a young Minister, and do for ourselves; who “ hear a voice we England a desperate and a ruined nation. cannot hear," and cry out on every

But it is not to our pockets only that emergency, " There is a Lion in the way, this Genius in politics appeals; he mounts a Lion in the streets." Let us not listen the lack-rope of fentiment, and exhibits to the gloomy suggestions of discontented at a molt prodigious rate.

malevolence, even though vented through " Ye gentle Graces, if any such there be, the respectable medium of an eighteenwho prefide over human actions, how mutt penny pamphlet, but as an irrefragable ye weep at the vicionsness of man!

demolition of their assertions, and more “ When we consider, for the feelings of particularly those of our present lulijeci. Nature cannot be dismited, the calamities look to the fact. Three.tourths of

Mre of war, and the miseries it ingias upon the Paine's pamphlet are spent croaking human species, the thousands and tens of over the national debt of Englard, and th-usands of every age and sex who are ren contrasting it with the powerful finances dered wretched by the event, surely there of France ; yet a loan of 129,000,000 is something in the heart of man that calls livres has been open these three months upon him to think! surely there is some in Paris, for which by no exertion can be tender cord, tuned by the hand of its procured more than 7,000,000. Could Creator, that still struggles to emit in the that be the case in London ? and if not, hearing of the fout a note of forrowing lym- why is the common sense of Englishmen pathy. Let it then be heard, and let them to be thus attempted by impudent allercon feel, that the true greatness of a nation tion, or delusive lophistication. is founded on principles of humanity ; and The New Peerage ; or, Our Eyes may Deceive Us. A Comedy, Svo.

IS, 6d. Robinson.

T
HIS Comedy is the production of shewn that they are

sisters every way :" Miss Harriet Lee, lifter to Miss the plot is extremely intricate indeed, Lee, author of the Chapter of Accidents, too niuch to for Drainatic representation. the Recess, and other works of reputa- A young Nobieman and the fon of a Ban. fion, and by her present work she has ker, on returning from their travels, ex

charge change characters. The Banker of quently able to anticipate their sentiments courte obtains a Nete' Peerage," and and their actions. Novelty in character, the Nobleman, by jmpofing himself as Miss Lee has not, fave in one instance, bis fon on the father of his frienil, proves attempted; we mean old Vandercrab, the that “ Our Eyes may Deceive Us.” Such Banker, about whom hangs an air of a deception is however in our fober originality which the other personages judgment interly too improbable. That of the Drama are devoid of. The lenti. a fatber mould in a few years fo far for- ments are in general well applied; the get the lineaments of his lon, is very un- dialogue sprightly, polished, and elegant; likely. That a Peer of Great Britain the wit, what there is of it, pure. We thould be so little known, that a stranger mention this, because the pens of fereturning and calling himself by his male authors are, by some strange pernanie thould deceive all the world, even version, mere apt to run riot than those his very guardian, is ftill more so; yet of male fcribblers ; it is therefore to thie on these impossibilities the whole plot turns. credit of Miss Lee's delicacy, that there The observations on life are the ob- is not the smallest shadow of impurity or fervations of one who has read more than double entendre all through her piece. She has seen, and whose reading has not But the charins of diction however pobeen the most judiciously directed : they lished, or sentiment however pure, will favour, as lome one has observed, more never in dramatic compofition compensate of the circulating library than of human for the absence of what in the New Peermature.

The principal characters con- age we heavily miss; an accurate discri. Hantly suggeit something to us we have mination of character, and a thorough Deard or read before ; they are elegant knowledge of human nature. but not natural sketches, and we are tre.

The Midnight Hour. A Comedy. Translated by Mrs. Inchbald, from the

Fiench of Monf. Damaniant. 8vo. Is. Robinfon.

THIS is like all the French petites pie- plots ; the General like a good officer

ies, a lively intricate buttling Farce. countermines him, but is at last outwit. The tituations are monstrous, but whim. ted; and before the “Midnight Hour" fical: the characters unnatural, but ludi. Strikes, the young Lady is happy with crous. The story, in few words, is, A her lover. Marquis wishes to carry off the daughter Tlie dialogue is fprightly, and rather of an old General, who promiles his con- fuperior to the ordinary language of lent to their marriage, provided he can Farce; and, on the whole, we think it a produce the Lady in his custody before piece not deftitute of merit. iwelve at night : the Marquis lays divers Julia ; or, The Italian Lover, a-Tragedy, by Rober: Jephson, Esq. 8vo. 1s. 6d.

Dilly. THIS Gentleman is likewife author of as it is to his ideas, the same phraseolo

The Law of Lombardy, Braganza, gy, in Mr. Jephson is ridiculous.- It is Count of Narbonne, and other pieces, indeed “ the armour of a giant in a which have struited their hour upon the dwarf's custody." Stage, now fieep in peace, and are heard no Here and there occur passages intolejnore.

rably trifling - In the second ačt Durazzo The present Tragedy is, in our judge comes to visit his daughter with the fol. ment, decidedly a contemptible work, lowing wise speech in his mouth. whether we regard character, sentiment, Dur. “ I come, Olympia, to this cham. dillion, or contrivance.

ber door, For the diction, Mr. Jephson has, with To learn my destiny. As we inquire a confidence more to be admired than From those who wake us, if the sun looks imitated, presumed to emulate the lan- bright, guage, of Shakespeare—and so far with Or clouds obscure him, and then suit our fiiccess, that every one may fee who was garments his archetype. It may well be doubted, To meet the changeful temper of the sky, wherber ihe language of Shakespeare So, by the colour of my daughter's health, be his furte. Eininenily adapted however My mind is dress’d for gladness or dejection."

To bound;

To which the Lady Olympia poetically animi of the Italian lover is extremely answers,

well and happily marked. Oly. " I think the mends. Het for- Ment, “ My Lord, well met. You then

have seen this wonder? row, that was alent, Finds Comc relief in utterance. She ap- Has fame exceeded, think you? proaches.''

Mer, How exceeded ? In the fifth act, Julia lamenting that Ment. Spoke Julia faire than your eyes the should be the cause of such vexation to confess her ? her friends exclaims,

Mar. “ All eyes, all hearts, with rapture Julia. “ Most brave, moft generous,

must confess her. and hy me undone !

Ment. Then I must think you do nos Judge of the secret heart, what voknown mean to pine fin

In filent adoration ? Did I commit, that fate stands ready arm'd,

Mar. “What bless'd drain To visst all whole peace is dear to me?

Can touch that gentle bology? Take me, O take me, to thy wilh'd-for

Ment. Take my counfit: rest,

Devole sby foul to any roing but love;' And leave mankind to their own destiny."

The last line is really a curious chef. Sitep, the drencb'd Yenjerin ibe' madring d'œuvre of modesty, piety, and resigna- Heap gold, and bug ebe mammon for itself ;. tion.

Ser provinces or dice ; o'er the pale lamp In this tragedy, however, we find some of hickly science wasie sby vigorous yourb; passages which rise into the genuine spirit. Rugh to tbe war, or sbect sbe deep-longu'd The soliloquy of Mentevole in the garden, is among the most sining.

Be thou the proverb'.l fave of each, or all ; MENTEVOLE alone, on a garden seat, looking I bey shall not be so noxious to 'eby fówl, at a pixture.

As dainty woman's lover “ And must I be content with thee, poor

Mar. “ If this be counsel, shadow ?

It comes with such a harsh and boisterous Yet she's less kind than this her counterfeit, breath, For this looks pleas'd, and seems to smile I more discern the freedom than the friendupon me.

Ship. 0, what a form is here! her 'polished front, Bloe Aender veins, winding their filken

Meni. “Falsely our poets deck the barba.

rous god

With joseal hue, with infants' dimpling Through flesh of living snow. Young Hebe's

smiles, hue, Blushing ambrosial health. Her plenteous

With wanton curls, and wings of downy

gold:trelles,

He dips his darts in poisonous aconite, Luxuriant beauty! Those bewitching eyes,

The fiery venom rankles in our veins, That shot their soft contagion to my soul

Infuses

rage and murderous cruelty. But where's their yaried sweetness? Where

Mur. “ The richest juice poured in a the fire : To drive men wild with passion to their Turns to a nauscous and unwhollomądraught,

tainted jar, ruin? Where are her gentle words? the dewy But we condemn the vessel, not the wine ;

So gentle love, lodg'd in a favage breast, breath Balming the new-blown roses 'tis exhaled May change his nature to a tyger's fierceness.

Ment. “ Away with vain disguise ! Mark through? Thou envious happy lawn, hide those white 1 long have lov's this lady with a passion,

me, my Lord, orbs That swell beneath thy folds ! O power of Too quick and jealous, not to find a rival,

Too fierce to brook bim. She receives my beauty,

Vows; If thou canst fanctify-By heaven, my

Her father favours them. Wealth, titles, fifter :

[rises.

hogour, Up, fair perdition ! [astempoing basily to put My rank in the state, and many fair addio ' wpibe piduri, be drops it on ibe ground.

tions The Scene of the quarrel between (Surpass’d by none) keep buoyant my full Mentevole and Marcellus is written hopes. with force and energy the efferata vis If yet your heart's untouch'd, I ask, entreat it, • Vos, XIII,

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