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118"10:10 eu is ant THE BRIDAL-DAY.

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00:20:27 On a Monument, in a Venetian Church, is an Epitaph, recording that the remains beneath

ere those of a noble Lady, who expired suddenly while standing as a Bride at the

We bear her Home! we bear her Home!
Over the murmuring salt-sea's foam;
One who has fled from the War of Life,

From sorrow-pains and the fever-strife.-BARRY CORNWALL.
BRIDE! upon thy marriage-day,

Quiverd to some bosom-storm; When thy gems in rich array

When, like harp-strings with a sigh, Made the glistening mirror seem

Breaking in mid-harmony, 7 As a star-reflecting stream;

On thy lip the murinurs low When the clustering pearls lay fair.

Died with Love's unfinished vow, 0:46 Midst thy braids of sunny hair ;

When, like scatter'd rose-leaves, filed And the white veil o'er thee streaming, From thy cheek each tint of red; Like a silvery halo gleaming,

And the light forsook thine eye,' Mellow'd all that pomp and light

And thy head sank heavily; Into something meekly bright;

Was that drooping but th' excess 1 iwala Did the fluttering of thy breath,

Of thy spirit's blessedness? Speak of joy or woe beneath ?

Or did some deep feeling's might, And the hue that went and came

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Folded in thy heart from sight,
O'er thy cheek, like wavering flame, With a sudden tempest shower ?W 2012
Flow'd that crimson from th' unrest, Earthward bear thy life's young flowers!!!
Or the gladness of thy breast ?

- Who shall tell us ?-on thy tongue
-Who shall tell us ?—from thy bower Silence, and for ever, hung !
Brightly didst thou pass that hour; Never to thy lip and cheek
With the many-glancing oar,

Rush'd again the erimson streak, uit:
And the cheer along the shore,

Never to thine eye return'd And the wealth of summer-flowers

That which there had beam'd and burn'd.. On thy fair head cast in showers,

With the secret none might know, And the breath of song and flute,

With thy rapture or thy woe, And the clarion's glad salute,

With thy marriage-robe and wreath,
Swiftly o'er the Adrian tide

Thou wert fled-young Bride of Death ! 12
Wert thou borne in pomp, young Bride! One, one lightning-moment there,
Mirth and music, sun and sky,

Struck down Triumph to Despair,
Welcomed thee triumphantly!

Beauty, Splendour, Hope and Trust,
-Yet perchance a chastening thought Into Darkness, Terror-Dust!
In some deeper spirit wrought,
Whispering, as untold it blent

There were sounds of weeping o'er thee,
With the sounds of merriment,

Bride! as forth thy kindred' bore thee, _" From the Home of Childhood's glee,

Shrouded in thy gleaming veil, From the Days of Laughter free,

Deaf to that wild funeral wail. From the Love of many Years,

-Yet perchance a chastening thought Thou art gone to cares and fears,

In some deeper spirit wrought, To another path and guide,

Whispering, while the stern sad knell To a bosom yet untried !

On the air's bright stillness fell, Bright one! oh! there well may be

- From the power of chill and change, I Trembling midst our joy for thee!"

Souls to sever and estrange;

From Love's wane-a death in life, Bride! when through the stately fane, But to watch a mortal strife; Circled with thy nuptial train,

From the secret fevers, known) { t?"1177 Midst the banners hung on high

To the burden'd heart alone; ","in 19 By thy warlike ancestry,

Thou art fled--afar--away, Midst thy mighty fathers dead,

Where those blights no more have sway In soft beauty thou wert led;

Bright one! oh! there well


be When before the shrine thy form

Comfort midst our tears for thee!". f '

n de THEY tell us of an Indian shore, Jinj) They tell us of an Indian Vale, k1,51.59.3. Where gold is wash'd by every wave ; 15;

Where Summer breathes on every tree; Where neither winds nor breakers roar, lui Where odours float on every gales-, me

To mar the peace which plenty gave. And But breathes there in that land of gold


But is green continually ve 21aina One spirit of the rarer mould? 31- Môre welcome still, because more news.

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Which overpowers the shrinking sense, WK veams before my fancy now; care not those it bulan sun, selves, not to Sketches of Contemporary Authors.--No. III.

255 They tell us of an Indian sun,

Oh! give to me one little spot, And the “ vapour dun

forgetting-all forgot, Dispels the winter's influence.

I'd smooth the wrinkles from my brow,

I'd smile at Nature's fiercest mood

With one to cheer my solitude.


E should incur the contempt of hands these little volumes have been

Miss Edgeworth, if we were to placed, associates them, through all affect to treat her with any peculiar the turbulence or dulness of his after forbearance on account of her sex. days, with the brook, the bridge, the We shall not indulge in scurrility or ruined castle, the hay-field, the ora wilful misrepresentation; and within chard, and the bank of primroses, this limit, to which we confine our- which supplied to these tales, no less

for her sake, but for our than to his own existence, a beautiful own, there is no freedom of discus- and heart-felt scenery. That " wiss sion which the lady, whose name we don" of feeling, which “sits with have just set down, would not herself children round its knees," would pregrant to us.

She would do so on, ventus from speaking harshly of principle. But she has nothing to Miss Edgeworth, if we were for an fear in so doing. For no one, who instant so inclined, and would hold

is capable of understanding her works, up the smiles of infancy to turn aside I could feel even a moment's tempta- the deadlier weapons of criticism. 6

tion to visit her with the slightest This lady has been tolerably mis disrespect. Her talents would en- cellaneous in the forms of her writ, sure to her a high degree of admira- ings, but not so in the substance. tion, if any 'talents could in them- Letters, essays, dramas, narratives, selves be admirable ; but her evident all seem written on one plan, and ina wish to do good, however men may tended forðne single purpose. Her differ in judgment as to her success, novels are the most celebrated, the must always obtain esteem. Inde- most voluminous, and, perhaps, the pendently in a great degree of these best of her works, They have somemerits, she has secured to herself what declined in celebrity, but they another ground of favourable consi- must always have a certain value as deration. For a large and active pictures in the Irish national gallery, portion of the instructed society of and their present comparative obscuEngland connect her name with the ration arises, not from any difference remembrance of much early enjoy- of opinion on this point, but from ment. We know not any mode the riotous popularity of the more whereby the friendly sympathy of so varied, animated, and picturesque many persons may be won, as' by productions which our age has so writing agreeable books for children. profusely multiplied. Miss EdgeIn an age which is not so often hap- worth, or rather her systen, has liule py as in later life we are commonly chance of any brilliaot success in a willing to persuade ourselves, such contest of this kind. For though few

“ Harry and Lucy,” and of the writers of fiction, in our time the “ Parent's Assistant,” stipplý a and country, have a clear or adekeen and enduring pleasures and we quate idea of the laws and object of look back to them with the more de-, art, many of them feel that it has light, because there are seldon many rules and purposes of its own, which points in r childhood to which we make it an end in itselt, and pota can thus

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some other design. Miss Edgeworth varied influence of natural circumalways has some one definite moral stances supplied him, and to how aim; and we read her works, not as deep a criminality, he has been dri, specimens of ideal creation, but as ven by that British Constitution, lectures on matters of social conve which stepped in, like the malignant vience. She wishes to instruci and fairy, in the fable, lo render all those improve the world ; and, with this gifts of uo avail.-10 acquire this view, she has written tales for child- knowledge, it will not be sufficient ren of various ages, for persons of to read Miss Edgeworth. But she the more ignorant classes, and for will, undoubtedly, give large assistladies and gentlemen. Of all ihe ance, provided we remember always, persouages whom she brings upon the that her own philosophy is cunstage in these narratives, the most pietely one of calculation, and that real and lively are the Irish poor. she is not, therefore, the best judge The three great describers of the of a being of impulse, any more than lower orders of Irishmen are, Miss a painter whose eye has been entire Edgeworth, Lady Morgan, and the ly educated for form, can be trusted Author of the Nowlans. The por- in delineating colour. But it is not traits of the last named author, per- the same with regard to her genile. haps, in some degree exaggerate the men and ladies. In most of her porenergy, and those of Lady Morgan traits of this kind, nothing is valual.le the oddity, of their countrymen. but the system which they embody. The fault of Miss Edgeworth is of She makes the elements and essence another kind. Her figures are too of her personages consist of certain much detached, and fled to fit the principles of morals, and, in the at: niche. They are framed and glaz. tempt to invest them with life and ed, or dried and pressed, like speci- individuality, she exaggerate's some mens in a hortus siccus. There is accidental differences, makes them evidently much about these descrip- stiff with elaborate ease, and, while tions which results from long and she endeavours to keep them in peraccurate observation. But there is petual motion, breaks the very spring also something which comes from which impels the automatons. As the resolution to embody an abstract her single figures are not " portraits," idea. She has philosophised upon

o her novels that joeal irregulariiy, till she has made it al- whole, which we commonly call an must sysiematic. The potatoe is “historical picture,” we can only served, not only with the coat off, consider them as manifestations of a (iiself an abomination to all true system; and to this system we’inust Milesians,) but after having been direct our attention. subjecied to some process of French The main tendency of her opin. cookery. Yet we thank her for this ions is to exalt the understauding part of her works. She was the first over the feelings, and to direct it to writer who gave us an idea of an the one object of procuring happiIrishman, as aught else than a com ness for the individual. Herein she pound of thick legs and bold blui- seeins, to us, to be wrong. If we ders ; and cried down the brass mu cultivate the understanding, and ney which had so long been passing make it the guide and master of the in foreign countries for the genuine feelings, their natural gooduess will national coin, Herein she rendered be entirely stifled or perverted'; and a great service; for the Irishman is it is ouly in the full development of not ouly an admirable addition to these, that happiness and virtue asa our list of personages, but a being to be found. Bui if we clierish, in whom it especially behoves us to the first place, all study and to understaud, nļo com pulses, and let them govern both the prehend trim thoroughly, to know understanding and the reason, a with how many splendid gifts the their "instruments, the intellectual

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powers will be called forth just as tion, which stands as the corner. stroirgly as if their perfection were stone of this theory, is the statement, the final object of desire, and, in- that every human being acts from stead of being limited to our personal the one sole motive of a regard to sphere, will be taught to expand his owo enjoyment. The degree to more widely, and to embrace the which this belief has baunted the vast domain of the universe, to every literature of France, is a singular portion of which the free sympathies phenomenon; and we find it broadly of man will more nearly or more dis- laid down in the " Thoughts” of a tantly unite him. But Miss Edge- man of a far higher stamp, and noworth is unhappily but one of that bler school, than the succeeding philarge class of ethical writers who losophers of his country, the unhappy maintain, that we must look solely to but illustrious Pascal. He tells us : the improvement of the thinking fa- "All men, without a single excepculties of men for any chance of tion, desire to be happy. However ameliorating their condition :-That various may be the methods they there is one simple, undeniable prin- employ, this is the end at which ihey ciple—the wish for our own enjoy. all aim. It is this same desire, acment - which forms the foundation of companied in each by different all ethics :- That we must consider views, which makes one man join the the right regulation of this principle army, and another stay at home. as the only means of producing mo The will never takes the slightest ral good :- And that, if we could step but towards this object. This elevate mankind to the condition of is the motive of every action of every pure intelligences, we should have man, even of him who hangs 'hindone all that is possible for securing self.”* human happiness. Among these per The supporters of this doctrine sons, several French and some Eng- will tell us, be it remembered, that, lish writers are especially conspici- by the enjoyment which they mainous ; but by far the most remarka- tain to be the object of all human ble body of ihem filvurished in France actions, they do not mean the kind of during she last century. These were gratification sought for by what is men, not indeed of much eloquence, commonly called self-interest. They not of profound meditation, or very include ihe pleasures of sympathy in extensive views,-nt persons of ex- their list of motives ; and their proceeding acuteness, of inimitable tal- position, therefore, amounts to ihis, ent for subile ridicule and grave That 'he desire, which prompts us to satire, of keen observation for de- commit every action of our lives, is tecting the lurking basen-sses of mo a desire to procure for ourselves entive and character,--of more frocy joyment of some kind or other, and

feeling, and niore wit than wise that the motive of what would comdom. It would not be difficult to monly be called the most generous show to what extent this system pre- exertion, is a wish for the satisfacyailed in the incient Greek philoso- tion to be obtained by ourselves from ply, or to trace it in English writers, the success of that exercion, or froni previous to Miss Edgeworth. We the complacency with which we reshall

pot aow altemp this ; but we gard the exertion itself. Now this is would remark, that ibe docirine con not a dogma, the truth or falseliool taius one point particularly calling of which is to be shown by any refor obseryalion. The greixi assump- ference to history. We may search

“ Tous les hommes desirent d'étre heureux': cela est sans exception. Quelque differens moyens

qu'ils y employent, ils tendent tous à ce bút. Ce qui fait que l'un va à la guerre, et que l'autre n'y va pas, c'est ce méme désir qui est dans tous les deux Accoinpagné de differentes vues. La volonté ne fait jamais la moindre dumarche que vers cet objet. C'est le motif de toutes les actions de tous les hommes, jusqu'à ceux qui se tuent et qui se pendeat." Pensées de Pascal, xxi. 1

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all the records of past experience to ger, and without a thought of personal establish a fact which our conscious. enjoyment, his voice has been upness is sufficient to demonstrate; lified to warn, or his hand outstretchnamely, that the highest enjoymented to save. We

e may not have resdoes arise from the performance of cued a life by perilling our own: we generous actions ; but we shall not may not have exalted a nation from then have approached at all nearer wretchedness, by presenting ourto a solution of the difficulty, unless selves as victims to the swift venwe can also show, that the aim which geance of the dungeon and the scafgoverned the mind, previously to the fold, or to the more agonizing marperformance of such actions,—that tyrdom of long and universal obloihe object to procure which they quy; we may not have sacrificed our were performrd, - - was the pleasure dearest and most intimate affections that we know must have followed in the cause of truth, and charity, them :-unless it can be proved that and religion ;- but who is there that the gratification of the individual, as cannot cheer his hours of sorrow, or it was to be the consequence, must, calm the fierceness of inquietude, by therefore, have been the cause of his recalling some unostentatious impulse conduct. Here is the matter at issue of love, some humble deed of selfbetween the sects; and the advo- denial, which has gushed pure from cates of the system in question must the fresh fountains and deep recesses immediately be worsted, unless they of the spirit, undarkened by a tinge can venture to affirm, that no wish is of that feeling which aims but at our ever present to the mind, previous to own pleasure ? Such sensations are the performance of any action, ex: the most consoling enjoyments, such cept the desire for our own enjoy. recollections are the holiest relics, ment. On this subject there is no which our existence affords ; but judge but our own experience,-no make the prospect of this delight the oracle but in our bosons ; to this ar- object of our exertions, and it will biter we must refer for an answer, fly from the grasp that seeks it. It and before this tribunal we may safe- is a shadow which follows the jourly challenge our opponents. The neyings, and will assuredly bless the natural infirmities of the mind, de aspirations, of virtue ; but it for ever grading systems of education, cor- eludes our embrace, when we turn rupt forms of government, sophistical back from the appointed path to purcodes of morality, and the tyrannous sue its footsteps. It has been wisely laws of a public opinion, which these ordained, that on the purity of the things, together with partial, though motive shall depend the sweetness of despotic, interests, and an ignorance the reward-that, if we calculate the censecrated by ages, have united amount of the hire, the worthless to pollute and pervert, -all these task will have been performed in have exercised almost unre- vain. We can never hope to partistrained dominion over every human cipate in this noblest gratification, being. There is no one living who this solemn harmony of the soul, but has not ample cause to blush at the by cherishing that inward glory and recollection, and weep over the ef- immortal fire, which, like the coal fects, of habitual and almost unnu- from the altar, has power to purify ticed immoralities,-if not to feel a our lips, and, like the blazing colunin, remorse, which most of us are dooin- will guide our footsteps through the ed to experience, for errors of a wilderness. And for those, in whose deeper dye. Yet there is not, we breasts it has been choked and stimay trust, a single individual of our filed, to them we cannot prove the species, who cannot draw consolation existence of feelings, on which they from remembering at least one mo- have habitually trampled. These ment of unmingled virtue, in which, men have thrown away that which is without shrinking from personal dan- of greater price than members, or


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