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leaves us in a bootless inquisition for the sweer before the ivied front of his cottage fine qualities that shine in the best-hu- and the first, out of which jumped the moured of faces, and play in his cheerful Duke of Sussex, Bolland, and Harry and condescending, converse. Where Stephenson, was already at the door. too, we asked, is the royalty of nature “ We are come to dine with you, old that reigns there, but reigns in such a sort bard,” said the Duke, as he alighted. as to throw out in clearer relief the kind. At that moment up came the other vehily feelings, that render bim what Burke cles, to the unspeakable surprise of Charles, said of Fox, “ a creature made to be and the consternation of his housekeeper. loved ?" It is the image of an Otho ; Baucis and Philemon were not more taken and seems to have been taken in the a-back, when they found what visitants drowzy, inarticulate quietude of the fea- had descended upon them. tures which a man feels while he is sit- Royal Highness,” said the Bard, “ has ting for his portrait, and all the time taken us by surprise-but we will send wishing painter, brush, and pallet at the off for some provisions to Dorking : it is devil. How much happier is his pictur- only three miles off.” In the mean esque and invaluable drawing of our old while, conformably to previous instrucbard, the venerable Charles Morris! You tions, the messenger forwarded for that would swear that he had just smacked the purpose, was intercepted ;-and a walk veritable taste of the society's punch, into the garden being proposed, we took which, time out of mind, it was his office him to the end of it, and kept him chat. to mix-or was singing one of his best ting, whilst the servants were setting out lyrics, or telling a beefsteak story of its the table, and arranging the banquet. days of yore; mingling as he told it, the All this time Charles was suffering the enthusiasm of youth with the garrulity of agonies of a host, who, though “ on hosge, and heightening the bliss of the pre- pitable thoughts intent,” was conscious of sent by transfusing into it the delights of the tenuity of his larder, and on the anx
ious look-out for the arrival of the basTalking of Charles Morris, some of the ket laden with supplies from Dorking. pleasantest days I have passed, have been But in a very short time, the dinner, in those episodical parties that are occa- which was a most sumptuous pic-nic, was sionally branching out from the parent announced. In truth, it had been prepasociety. One of the most delightful of red almost by magic, its entire mechanisin these meetings was at Charles's snug re- having been constructed with the greatest treat in Surrey,-provided for him by the skill and foresight. Our old Bard precekindness of the late Duke of Norfolk, as ded us to the dining-room with every sort a pillow for the calm repose of his decli- of misgiving as to the quality of the enterning years. It was pleasing to behold tainment, and making a thousand apolothis Nestor of the convivial world, who gies. But how shall Î describe his stare, had never quitted town for the greater part when he perceived a turbot at the head of of his century, endeavouring (for it was the table, large enough for the imperial a hard effort) to slumber away the sum- repast of a Domitian, and a long vista of mer in that secluded spot,
ham, fowls, venison pasty, terminating
in a delicious round of boiled beef. “A “ Tacitum sylvas inter reptare salubres." most ingenious and well executed device!"
exclaimed Charles : “ the joke, however, It had been arranged that we were to is not at my expense;" and sat down drop upon him by surprise, especial care with all imaginable glee to the goods the having been taken to provide an excellent gods had provided. It was a truly condinner, and some admirable wine, which vivial day. The very genius of goodwe packed up in our respective carriages. humour presided over it: reason not de It was a fine morning we had chosen for throned, but enlivened by wine :-fancy, our little expedition, and we set out anti- anecdote, whim, frolic, overflowed. Í cipating the amusement we should derive was seated near Cobb, who was a man of from the bustle of poor Charles, invaded varied and pleasant conversation. in his tranquillity by so formidable a were talking of the bad taste you so often party. He was basking at the end of his met with amongst people who did not garden on a kind of “ specular mount,' know how to talk, and generally contriv. listening to the music of a favourite black- ed, by a most infallible instinct, to hit bird, that was shrouded in his shady co- upon the most stupid and distasteful tovert, and paying his quit-rent with a song. pics. Cobb said he had an unaccountable Suddenly, the cavalcade became discern- dislike to the relation of dreams, which ible, and the rattling of the carriages the narrator seldom failed to detail as cir. every moment more distinct.
cumstantially as possible : and that his nstant they were whirling round the ingenuity was sometimes painfully taxed
to turn off the conversation to a more plead as a set-off against the liberties you
bability, he had arrived near the end of It was about the time of poor Sheridan's his second bottle at Bellamy's. It was death. Cobb had lived much with that not prevarication, but a sort of absurd highly-gifted man, and told us several playing with the questions, that gave anecdotes of him, strongly illustrative of Law, on that occasion, considerable adhis character. He mentioned a rebuke vantage over him.
Do answer my Sheridan gave -, a barrister, who questions, Mr. Sheridan,” said the counhad usurped much of the conversation by sel,“ without point or epigram.”—“Very long stories about himself, and his gallan- true, Sir," replied Sheridan: your tries with women, evidently with a view questions are without point or epigram.' of impressing every body with the notion Lord Kenyon once or twice reminded of his being a great favourite with the sex; Sheridan that he was on his oath, and but concluded each adventure by assuring that a court of justice was not a fit place those who listened to him, that from ă for repartee or quibble.--New Monthly principle of virtue, he always desisted Magazine. from pursuing the matter to extremes. The bottle had circulated pretty freely, and Sheridan, who had long shown symptoms of impatience, but had remained si- THE ESCAPE OF THE QUEEN AND lent, at last summoned up as much arti- INFANT SON OF JAMES THE II culation as he could command, and FROM WHITEHALL. addressed him nearly thus :-“ Sir, I have been listening to you for some time, and the result of all that you have been The following poem which we here ensaying is, that your historical relations rich our pages with, is one of several are without fact, and your amorous ones composing a most delightful little volume without intrigue.
You may, therefore of poetry, replete with flowing versifica
tion and delightful imagery, bearing the Unconscious of royaltys perils and woes,
* As sweetly he tastes his unruffled repose, title of the “ Seven Ages of Woman,"
• Midst the dangers, the terrors, the gloom of with other poems, by Miss Strickland, the
righ, It was night, but with darkness there came not
To him have been music-a rude lullaby; repose,
For the elements wrath is less cruel and wild To London, that city of splendour and woes ;
• Than those whose fierce hatred pursues us, Her streets echoed still with alarum and din, For foes were around her, and tumults within;
She is silent-but still her keen agonies epeak Strange murmurs were mixed with the rush
In her lips quiv'ring motion, her pale tearful of the blast,
cheek, And the sweep of the rain falling heavy and
And the fast streaming eyes, that are raised in fast.
deep prayer, Ah! who are the boatmen that vent'rously urge
Or turned on the city in speechless despair ; That tempest-tost skiff o'er the black swollen
She seeks midst its lights, that in countless surge
array, of Thames, in his wrath fiercely foaming along,
Before her in distance confusedly lay, While his tide flows in currents terrific and
Her own royal home, whose proud walls yet strong?
contain See how they labour and stretch to the oar,
Her monarch, and sighs for its perils again. Midst the gloom of the night and the elements'
Then starts as she catches at times from the roar,
shore, Who may they be, who so rashly dare brave
In the hush of the blast, the vex'd multitude's December's rough gales on that perilous wave?
roar; Mark them :-their freight is no soldier or
And stands in dread conflict of interest wild, knight,
With her thoughts on her husband, ber eyes on Or seamen of hardihood, valour, and might,
her child; Who, througb years of emprize, has accus
In that fearful division, weak nature's strong tomed his form, To the blasts of the north, or the tropical Which-which shall prevail, the fond mother
or wife? That pale shrouded figure who sits by the side
That choice is not hers-She turns weeping
As the low cautious whisper is borne to her ear, From her own fair Italia's unclouded serene.
All is ready-delay not--the steeds trample But, oh! not on this one brief thought does she cast,
near,' Though the winds howl around her, the rain
And that heart's bitter pangs, which no lan. patters fast,
guage could tell,
Are unbreathed-she but murmurs, 'Oh, And drenches her garments, and drips from her hair,
London, farewell!' For her heart only throbs with a mother's fond
HISTORICAL NOTES TO THE ABOVE POEM. care ; Aad she but wraps her mantle more tight on Sir John Dalrymples in his me
| her breast, That pillow to guard where her infant finds moirs of Great Britain gives the following rest!
account of the escape of King James's That Sabe and that mother-Oh! England, Queen:-On the 6th of December, in the they are
evening, the Queen, with the nurse carThy fugitive Queen and thy Monarch's young rying the Prince, theu five months old
heir, Rudely driven from a palace-they deem thee in her arms, and accompanied by the less kind
Count de Lausune, so famous for his Than the rage of the waters and tempest com.
own misfortunes, and by a few attendants,
in a dark night, in a heavy rain, in a
and at the coldest season of the year. A
common coach had been ordered to wait Not so, hapless Queen, there is further delay; for her on the opposite side, but by some The horses yet tarry, engaged for your flight, accident it had been delayed for an hour. • But there's safety as yet in the shadow of During this time, she took shelter under
right; And here may’st thou shelter, oh, lady awhile, the walls of an old church at Lambeth, Beneath the dark walls of old Lambeth's turning her eyes, streaming with tears,
gray pile : • But oh I should the prince from his slumbers the miseries attendant upon royalty, and
sometimes on the Prince, unconscious of awake, One cry might betray you-good heavens ! who upon that account raised the greater what a stake.'
compassion in her breast, and sometimes 'No! my heart's troubled beatings have rock'd to the innumerable lights of the city,
him to sleep, * And he knows not the vigils his mother must amidst the glimmerings of which, she in keep;
vain explored the palace in which her
husband was left, and started at every coach ready prepared on the other side, in sound she heard from thence."
which she went down to Gravesend, and Not less interesting than this beautiful got safe aboard the yacht, which, consiand pathetic quotation from the elegant dering that the rabble was up in all parts historian above, is the account which King to intercept and plunder whoever they James himself gives of this event, in his thought were making their escape, was own memoirs, which when we consider such a providence, that nothing but a greatit was written by the husband, and father er danger could excuse from rashness and of the royal fugitives, must excite in the temerity in attempting ; but in such afflictbosom of every person of sensibility, ing circumstances, where the government feelings of the most lively sympathy, for of a distressed prince is not only returned, the anguish of heart in which he must but himself and royal family in just apprehave indited it.
hensions of the most barbarous treatment, “ All things being ready by this time all other hazards and hardships pass unrefor the Queen and princes departure, it garded. Otherwise, for the queen to cross fell out opportunely enough that the the river in a tempestuous night, with the Count Lozune a French gentleman, was prince not six months old, to wait in the then at the court of England, whither he open air for a considerable time, till the came to offer his services to the king, but coach was ready, and not only exposed to treachery and desertion of so many false the cold but to the continual danger of friends, made the zeal and fidelity of his being discovered, which the least cry of true ones, useless, at least in reference to the prince might have done; to travel in the war, so his Majesty accepted of his the middle of an enraged people, without offer another way, as thinking him a pro- guards, servants, or convenience sufficient per person to attend upon the Queen in to preserve them from common dangers, this voyage, and that under the notion of or even to defend them from the cold, had his returning to his own country, (there been a tempting of providence on a less being no business for him in England) a pressing occasion; however, it pleased yacht might be prepared, and the Queen God to bring them through all those and Prince pass unsuspected in his com- dangers." pany:
« The Queen had a great reluctancy to this journey, not so much for the hazards and inconveniences of it, as to leave the Laconics; King in so doubtful a situation, she having
OR, never done it hitherto in his greatest diffi- Pithy Remarks and Maxims, collected culties and dangers. And therefore when
from various Sources. it was first proposed, her Majesty absolutely refused it in reference to herself, telling the King she was very willing the Prince her son should be sent to France, Is a blossom of such delicate growth ; that or where it was thought most proper for it requires the maturing influence of vernal his security, that she could bear such a suns, and every encouragement of culture separation with patience, but could never and attention, to bring it to its natural bear it with reference to himself, that she perfection. would infinitely rather share his fortune, whatever it should prove, than abandon Is seldom judicious in the epitaphs on him in his distress, that all hardships, Public Characters, for if it be deserved, it hazards, or imprisonment itself would cannot need publication; and if it be exbe more acceptable to her in his com- aggerated, it will only serve to excite pany, than the greatest 'ease and security ridicule. in the world without him, unless he really proposed to come away himself too, then to form an estimate of the proportion she was willing to be sent before him, if which one man's happiness bears to anohe thought it a more proper method to con- ther's, we are to consider the mind that is ceal their departure; which the King as- allotted him with as much attention as the suring her he really did, her Majesty con- circumstances. sented to it at last.
“ This journey and separation there- Is a debt to prudence, as freedom and simfore, being at length resolved on, the plicity of conversation is a debt to goodQueen disguising herself, crossed the river, nature. upon the 9th of December, taking with her only the prince, his nurse, and two or Like essences, lose their fragrance when three persons more, along with her, to exposed. They are sensitive plants, which avoid suspicion, and had sent to have a will not bear too familiar approaches
AN ACCOUNT OF THE LONDON BRIDGE
ILLUSTRATIONS OF HISTORY.
of a square shape, and formed of stones cut out of the quarries. And upon the summit of the column on the right side, was the figure of an Antelope rampant,
having a splendid shield of the Royal The following curious detail of those Arms hanging about his neck, and in his Pageants which welcomed the conqueror right foot he held a sceptre extended, and of Azincour into the City of London, is offered it to the King. Upon the top of collected from a Latin manuscript in the the other column was the image of a Cottonian Library, which was most pro- lion, also rampant, which carried a spear, bably written by an eye-witness, both of having the King's banner displayed the King's valour abroad, and of his upon the upper end, which he held aloft triumphs at home. The manuscript is on in his dexter claw. And across, at the paper, in a very small and fair current foot of the Bridge, was erected the fabric black letter, and is entitled in the cata
of a Tower, the height of the aforesaid logue, “ The Acts of King Henry V, columns, and painted ; in the midst of the author, a Chaplain, in the Royal which, under a superb tabernacle, stood Army, who saw them for himself.' The
a most beautiful effigy of St. George, all account runs as follows :— And there in armour, excepting his head, which with, about the hour of ten in the day,
was adorned with laurel interwoven with the King came in the midst of them all; gems, which shone between it like preand the Citizens gave glory and honour cious stones for their brightness. Behind to God, and many congratulations and him was a tapestry of cotton, having his blessings to the King, for the victories he
arms resplendently embroidered in a mulhad brought them, and for the public titude of escutcheons. Upon his right works which he had wrought; and the
was suspended his triumphal helmet; King was followed by the Citizens towards upon his left his shield of Arms of a corthe Čity, with a proper, but a moderate, respondent magnitude ; and he had his protection. And for the praise and glory right hand upon the handle of his sword, of the City, out of so many magnificent which was girt about him. Upon the acts of the noble Citizens, some things tower was raised an extended scroll, conworthy of note the pen records with ap- taining these words, ' To God only be plause.
On the top of the Tower, at the honour and glory ;' and in front of the entrance of the Bridge, which stands, as building, this congratulatory prophecy, it were, on going into the strength of the Psalm xlvi. 4.-_ The streams of the City, there stood on high a figure of gi- River make glad the City of God:' and gantic magnitude, fearlessly looking in all the principal towers were gallantly the King's face, as if he would do battle; adorned with the Royal Arms embossed but on his right and left hand, were the upon them, or displayed in banners upon great keys of the City hanging to a staff, lances reared above them. In the house as though he had been Gate-keeper. Upon adjoining to the fortress behind, were his right stood the figure of a woman not innumerable children representing the much less in size, habited in the gown, English Priesthood, in radiant garments tunic, and ornaments of a female, as if with shining countenances : others were they had been meant for a man and his like virgins, having their hair adorned wife, who appeared favourers of the with laurels interwoven with gold ; and King, and desired that they might see his they continued singing from the coming face, and receive him with many plaudits. in of the King, with modulation of voice And the Towers about them were orna- and melody of organs, according to the mented with halberts and the Royal Arms;
words of this song in English.'—Chroniand trumpeters stood aloft in the turrets cles of London Bridge. which were resounding with horns and clarions in winding and expanding melody. And in the front of the fortress This appropriate and elegant writing was CUSTOMS OF VARIOUS COUN. imprinted, 'The King's City of Justice.'
TRIES, (No. XI.) And there appeared, on both sides, all tite way along the Bridge, very little youths; and, also, on both sides, out of ihe stone-work before them, was a lofty Nothing can exceed the jollity and column, the height of the smaller towers, gaiety of a church-wake in Austria Promade of wood, not less delicate than ele- per. They are kept every year, on two gant, which was covered over with a successive Sundays, in every village. linen cloth painted the colour of white The preparations for the fête are made marble and green jasper, as if it had been the week preceding it, by the united efforts
FESTIVAL OF THE CHURCH WAKE.