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work is filled with the account of the various efforts made by different popes and bishops to establish similar institutions in different parts of catholic christendom; a very large proportion of which were placed under the supervision of the Jesuits. This account comprises many curious and some interesting details. Notices of the several colleges which have been founded at Rome, Lisbon, Paris, Lille, Douay and elsewhere, for the training of English, Scotch and Irish priests, and the circumstances attending their establishment are scattered here and there. Among other topics which arrested our attention in the perusal, were Cardinal Pole's project (A.D. 1556) for the establishment of ecclesiastical seminaries in England on the plan of the German college at Rome; the correspondence between Pius V. and Sandoval, Bishop of Cordova, on the subject of seminaries to be formed according to the decree of the Council of Trent; the letters of the same pope to the bishop of Gubbio and the chapter of Evora; the establishment in 1602 of the college at Rome under the direction of the Congregatio de Propaganda Fide, with the erection in 1636 of twelve, and in 1639 of thirteen Barberini scholarships in the same college for Georgians, Persians, Nestorians, Jacobites, Copts and others; the institution of the Cléricature of Bourdoise at Paris in 1618; and the association formed by Olier in 1641, of "able and virtuous priests,' who should devote themselves exclusively to the direction of seminaries. We could have imagined, while perusing the account of the cléricature of Bourdoise, that we had fallen on a narrative of one of the first efforts made by our own ejected forefathers to provide for the future education of the ministry for the nonconformists of England.

The remainder of the work is of a very inferior character. It is chiefly occupied with an account of the encyclopædists of France, and the philosophers and illuminati of Sans Souci, Wolfenbüttel, and other parts of Germany. But it is written with the utmost partiality and virulence, descends to the lowest abuse, and masks the most important facts. Supposing, therefore, that it was as relevant as (in the extent to which it stretches) it is irrelevant to the subject of the work, the representation of it here would answer no other purpose than to exhibit the author's moral incompetency for the task he has undertaken. It is scarcely possible to conceive a greater contrast than that presented by the investigation of rationalism in this volume, and in (heu ! quantum mutatus ab illo !) Pusey's 'Historical Inquiry'into the same subject. The author is no longer an historian, but a furious pamphleteer: a fierce and rabid Romanist, devoted, like the Jesuits, to the exclusive interests of the papacy, and, like them, but too well versed in the literary delinquencies which Pascal's immortal pen exposed. We have no appetite, and trust our

readers have none, for the declamatory accusations of a writer, who calls Voltaire 'the Luther of the eighteenth century,' and charges upon Jansenism the horrors of the French revolution.

The Appendix of Documents contains :-1. The bull of Pope Julius III. (A. D. 1552), directing the erection of the German college at Rome. II. The constitution of the college, drawn up by St. Ignatius. III. The bull of Pope Gregory XIII., (1. D. 1584), re-organizing the constitution of the German and Hungarian colleges. IV. The Imperial Privilege, (A. D. 1628), for the German college at Rome. V. A catalogue of the illustrious men, who have been trained in the German and Hungarian colleges. VI. An extract from the decree of Cardinal Pole, as Papal Legate, (A. D. 1556), touching a reformation of the English church; in which he orders that a theological seminary shall be attached to every cathedral church. VII. The decree of the Council of Trent, (A. D. 1563), concerning seminaries. VIII. A pastoral letter of Pope Clement VIII. (A. D. 1592) to the rectors, prefects, and students of the seminaries immediately under the patronage of the Roman See, or which had been founded by the care and liberality of pious bishops and princes, for the furtherance of the christian religion. IX. A brief from Louis XIV. (A. D. 1698), addressed to the archbishops and bishops of France, ordering the establishment of seminaries. X. A memoir presented to the King of France by the bishops, on the subject of the ordinances of June 16, 1828, respecting secondary ecclesiastical schools. XI. A letter, dated February, 1834, from the archbishops and bishops of Belgium to the clergy of their dioceses, respecting the establishment of a catholic university in Belgium. ŠII. A bull of Pope Gregory XVI. (dated December 13, 1833), sanctioning the establishment of that university, and XIII. A bull of the same pope, (dated July, 1834), condemning the ‘Paroles d'un Croyant' of the Abbé de Lammenais. Several of these documents contain interesting, and some of them instructive matter. The pastoral letter of the Archbishop of Paris, upon the subject of ecclesiastical studies, written in April, 1841, on occasion of the re-establishment of the Conferences,' and of the faculty of theology, and a copy of which is appended to the French translation of Dr. Theiner's work, is also curious and valuable.

In the perusal of the really historical portion of Dr. Theiner's work, three things recurred perpetually. 1. The widely spread ignorance and demoralization of the Roman clergy. 2. The repeated declarations of popes, bishops, and councils, that well conducted seminaries of the highest class were the only remedy for these disorders; and, 3. The extraordinary activity of the Jesuits and the ablest of the Roman dignitaries, to fill all Europe with such seminaries. FAS EST, ET AB HOSTE DOCERI.

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Art. IV. Lethè and other Poens. By Sophia Woodrooffe. Posthu. mously edited by G.S.Faber, B.Ď. Master of Sherburn Hospital,

and Prebendary of Salisbury, 12mo. London. Seeley & Co. 1844. This is a volume of genuine poetry, the production of a young lady of singularly elegant and almost prematurely cultivated mind, who, after a short and unexpected illness, died at the age of twenty-two. The principal poem, ' Lethe,' was written at the age of nineteen. It displays most assuredly a vigorous imagination, a depth of thought, a command of language and flow of versification, altogether extraordinary in so young a poetess. The strong bias of her taste for classical subjects had evinced itself at the early age of sixteen, in a spirited translation of a chorus from Hecuba, while her earliest known production is a dramatic poem on the subject of Irene, written at the age of thirteen, which is justly pronounced by the Editor 'a literary curiosity. Among the miscellaneous pieces, we have translations from the Greek, the Italian, the French, and the German. Yet, with all this high and varied cultivation and proficiency, are united, in rare conjunction, an entire freedom from pedantry, a charming simplicity and ease, and exquisite purity of taste. The translations are elegant and spirited, yet they are not the best things in the volume. In the original poems, there is an ease and freedom which are quite surprising. We have been more especially struck with the stanzas addressed to Count Confalonieri on his recovering his liberty: they breathe an enthusiasm and a generous sympathy with the Italian patriots, for which the reverend Editor has deemed it necessary almost to apologize. It was natural,' remarks Mr. Faber, 'that a young and ardent mind enamoured of classic lore, and steeped in antique recollections, should anticipate the national resurrection of Italy. We are not quite sure that a sympathy with living patriotism is naturally or constantly the accompaniment of a proficiency in classic lore; but what distinguishes these stanzas, and gives them, in our judg. ment, their highest value, is, that they breathe not a mere classic enthusiasm in reference to 'Imperial Italy,' but a sympathy with the liberated captive, the exiled patriot; there is heart as well as lyrical spirit in this address from the youthful poetess — she was only twenty years of age — to the noble and heroic sufferer in his country's cause.

• Yes, thou art free at length! Thou, that hast borne,

Through long dark years, the dungeon and the chain,
The tyrant's fury, the oppressor's scorn,
Firm and unshrinking; thou art free again!

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patssic, lore, and at a young logize.

Thine eye, long dimmed within thy living tomb,
Upon the festal sky once more may gaze:
Thy steps may wander 'mid the joyous bloom
Wherewith bright Summer all the earth arrays,
The green and glorious earth; how doubly fair
To those so long shut out from sunshine and fresh air!

‘Yes, thou art free! But where is she whose love Smiled on thine early years of happiness, And, proudly rising every storm above, Cheered thee in darkest danger and distress * Whose lone devotion, in the after years When thou wert torn from her, so nobly bore Against the oppressor's might, with prayers and tears Striving, 'mid woes and perils, to restore The loved, and lost: O where is she Gone down To the cold grave with tried affection's martyr crown.

‘Yes, thou art free, O faithful, true, and brave!
But is not thy lone spirit ever turning
Back to thy country, o'er the ocean wave?
Dost thou not feel the exile's weary yearning
For the dear home he never may behold?
Do not her radiant hills, her purple vines,
Her gorgeous fanes, her ivied temples old,
Her gleaming rivers, and her antique shrines,
In midnight visions float before thine eyes,
With all their train of sad, yet lovely memories?

* Houseless and desolate, but not forsaken,
Surely an inward peace hath blest thy lot,
And, though the beauty from thy life be taken,
Thou tread'st thy lonely path, repining not;
Waiting, with calm and trustful heart, the hour
When He who freed thee from thy prison cell,
And armed thy soul with strong enduring power,
Shall call thee hence in that bright land to dwell,
Where grief, and chains, and exile shall but seem

Like the dire phantoms of a half-forgotten dream.

“There no regret can cloud the golden day,
No dark remembrance mar the adoring song:
There love can know no change and no decay:
There none can do, and none can suffer wrong:
There doth the wanderer cease at last to roam :
And there, unto the weary, rest is given:
There, with the faithful few, shall be thy home,
Thou that with quenchless purpose thus hast striven
To free thy country from her coiling chain,

So bravely and so well, but yet, alas! in vain.

• In vain? Oh, not in vain! It cannot be
That noble hearts should vainly thus endure ;
That like a gem cast on the stormy sea,
The bold, the true, the gentle, and the pure,
Should make, of liberty and love and life,
(All that they cherished, that they valued, most,)
A fruitless offering in the unequal strife,
A priceless treasure vainly, vainly lost !

It cannot be! The seed they sowed in tears,
In brightness shall spring up to life in after years.

· Yes! from the dust in glory shalt thou start,
Dashing the spoiler's fetters proudly down,
Imperial Italy, fair Queen of art!
Again thy brow shall wear the laurel crown:
The voice of joy and freedom shall arise
From thy victorious sons, by all their streams,
Again, unto thy soft and cloudless skies :
And thy rich sunlight, with its glowing beams,

Shall no more see thy children exiles, slaves,
Dout chainless as their own blue Adriatic waves.

· Then, Confalonieri, then, thy name
Shall be a watchword in the glorious fight,
A thrilling trumpet-tone, a beacon flame
Kindling a thousand fires on every height.
The child shall lisp it from the mother's knee ;
Each patriot spirit burn at that high word ;
All hearts within the homesteads of the free,
Shall proudly thrill whene'er its sound is heard.

Best of thy country's heroes ! Thy renown
E'en to the latest age shall pass in brightness down.'

We can conceive of scarcely any thing more intensely gratifying to a noble and susceptible mind, than receiving such a tribute of admiration and sympathy as this, from an ingenuous and gifted young lady. Our next specimen must be, a truly classical and richly picturesque little poem, written at the age of one and twenty; alas ! one of the latest productions.


Lovely wert thou in thy rest
On the blue Egèan's breast;
Gleaming like a ruby stone
Set in evening's purple zone.
Lovely wert thou, when the morn,
On her rosy pinions borne,
Shedding brightness over earth,
Woke thee into life and mirth.

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