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In one fair tenor, on the circle goes,
And no obstruction, no confusion knows.
When Shenstone, nay, when SHAKSPEARE press'd the tomb,
The Trubs that saw their fate maintaip'd their bloom ;
Clear ran the streams to their accustom'd shore,
Nor gave one bubble less, one murmur more;
Nor did a single leaf, a fimple flower,
Or fade or fall to mark their mortal hour.' It was, surely, needless thus gravely and formally to tell what every body must know. The two laft passages that have been quoted might, we should apprehend, have been omitted, without breaking the chain of the argument, or interrupting the connexion of the Poem. But it is time we turn to a less exceptionable part.
Our Readers will not be displeased with the manner in which the Poet has managed an argument that seems, at the firft view, not incapable of being turned against his own position.
" Yet more; e'en war, the scourge of human kind,
But serves more close the social links to bind;
Confed'rate courage forms th' embattled line,
Firm on each fide connecting paffions join ;
'Tis social danger either troop inspires,
'Tis focial honour either army fires,
"Tis focial glory burnishes the van,
'Tis social faith spreads on from man to man:
As front to front the warring parties meet,
For social ends they dare the martial feat;
As breast to breaft, and eye to eye they fix,
For social ends they separate or mix.
King, country, parents, children, prompt the fight,
For these alone they bleed, refift, unite;
And, haply, first hoftilities arose
From nice distinctions made of friends and foes ;
Some scornful night where nature moft can smart,
Some stinging insult forest to the heart,
Some wrong detected, forfeited some truff",
A treaty broken, or a barrier burst,
Bade Sympathy call vengeance to her aid,
Till where the laws avail'd not, wars were made:
• To make trust and burit rhyme, the latter word must be pronounced, as none but the lowest of the vulgar pronounce it, bruft. Owing either to inaccuracy, or to an ear viciated by a provincial pronunciation, many inftances might be produced of rhymes in which confonance has not been duly attended to. For example ; come, home ; begone, alone; fowl, foul; on, sun; flow, bough; tread, mead; brow, below ; peal, farewell.
In the following lines the concluding syllables are identically the fame.
The social passion turns the foot aside,
And prompts the Swains to travel fide by fidei
Affection fought from arms the wilh'd relief.".
And bore them gainit'th' assallin and the thief; !
Eager o'er those who faith's fair league invade !
With social zeal to lift th'avenging blade ; .
Or from the spoiler's hand to fence the flowers."
That sweetly blossom round life's private bowers : la
'Tis thus, the steady eye of Reason finds
What seems to snap the chain, more closely binds; * ! And thus each peril like each pleasure try'd 14PR !
of Unites the rosy bonds on either side. i. ! !!in He then takes notice of the influence of fympathy on the arts; and, more than commonly animated by his subject, proceeds 1. ANI, SYMPATHY, is thinė; th' immortal itrung
For thee that more than golden harp, the congue :
I. of ins The sphere's best mufic taught it to impart, ..
And bade each foft vibration strike the heart. 1
Thine too, the varied fruitage of the fields in ulit.A wel
The clustering crops that yonder valley, yields, : ;
That moffy down which feeds a thousand theep, ..
This bower umbrageous, and yon cultur'd feep; 1
The still imoosh joys that bloom o'er life's serene,.. ]
And all the butle of the public scene. , i iriin
These several efforts flow or rapid rise ime in pi?
As men are good, or bad, or weak, or wise; *
Here quick, there flow the impulse, but the whole ,
Points to this centre, fympathy of foul. Fins Had the four last lines been omitted, all had been well. By wbac figure of speech, varied fruitage, clustering crops, mofly down, bower umbrageous, cultured steep, '&c. can be ftiled efforts is not very apparent; nor is it apparent how efforts can rise. This, perhaps, is not the only instance in which the Poet may be suspected to labour with ideas he is sometimes unable to express, or to make use of expressions without having any correspondent ideas. Under which of these predicaments does the following passage fall ?. ::: 1 loin lei 114 and
• The bias social, man with men must SHARE !
The varied benefits of earth and air; ,' on to byl
Life's leading law, my friend, which governs all, '11
To some in large degrees, to some in small;
- To lowest insects, highet pow'rs' a part, . .,.-!iri
Ines Wisely dispens'd to ev'ry beating heart;,. . 10
: A due proportion to all creatures given, I pulvi il po 11 From the Mole's mansion to the Seraph's heay'n.!
The Author has enlivened his piece by the introduction of two episodes'; to both of which, particularly chis first, much may be objected. .
!Iruosa' i ' 3,16 In life's fair morn; I knew an aged feer. 'i"!! !! ! Who sad and lovely past his joyless year; Betray'd, heart-broken, from the world he ran, '' And hund, ob dire extreme, the face of man'; }
· Humbly he rear'd his hut within the wood, o hi
Hermit his garb, a hermit's was his food,
Nitch'd in some corner of the gelid cave .
Where chilling drops the rugged rock stone lave;
Hour after hour, the melancholy sage,
Drop after drop to reckon, would engage
The ling'ring day, and trickling as they fell,
A tear went with chem to the narrow well;
Then thus he moraliz'd aš fow it pas,
is. « This brings me nearer Lucia than the last';
: " And this, now streaming from the eye,” said he,
« Oh, my lov'd child, will bring me nearer thee."
• When firkt he roam’d, bis dog, with anxious care,
His wand'rings watch'd, as emulous to share;
In vain the faithful brute was bid begone,
In vain the sorrower fought to weep alone.'
The pilgrim paus'd, th' attendant dog was 'near,
Slept at his feet, and caught the falling sear; :
Up rose the pilgrim, up che dog would rise,
And every way to win a matter tries.
" Then be it so.. Come, faithful fool,” he said;
One pat encourag'd, and they fought the shade;:
An unfrequented chicket foon they found,
And both repos'd upon the leafy ground;
MelliAuous murm'rings told the fountains nigh,
Fountains, which well à pilgrim's drink supply.
And thence, by many a labyrinth is led,
Where ev'ry tree beftow'd an ev’aing bed ; ***
Skill'd in the chace, the faithful creature brought
Whate'er at morn or moon-light courfe he caught ;
But the fage lent his sympathy to all,
Nor saw unwept his dumb associates fall.
He was, in sooth, the gentleit of his kind,
And though a hermit, had a focial mind:
“ And why, said he, muft man subsit by prey,
" Why stop yon melting mufic on the spray ?
" Why, when affail'd by hounds and hunter's cry,
“ Must half the harmless race in terror fly?
" Why must we work of innocence the woe?
** Still fall this bolom throb, these eyes o'erflos.
" A heart too tender, here from man retires,
" A heart that aches, if but a wren expires.'
Thus liv'd the master good, the servant true,
'Till to its God the master's spirit few;
Beside a foune which daily water gave,
Stooping to drink, the pilgrim found a grave;
All in the running stream his garments spread,
And dark, damp verdure ill conceal'd his head ;
The faithful fervant from that fatal day
Watch'd the lov'd corple, and piteous pin'd away :
His head upon his master's cheek was found,
While the obstructed wajers mourn'd around.'
Rev. Sept. 17810
The opening of this tale reminds us of Ambrose Philips, when the goodly fimile came in the way, So have I seen, in Araby the bleft,
.. A phenix couch'd upon its funeral net. In like manner, in life's fair morn, our Author, as he tells us, knew an aged Seer, notwithstanding so many ages have elapsed. fince the existence of the very laft of those venerable personages. But, what is more wonderful, this feer is at one and the same time both a pilgrim, a religious vagrant, and a hermit, a religious recluse: a commodious kind of Being it muft be confessed. But we might have even overlooked the inconfiftency of his triple character, had there been less of that mauseating fentimentality, as it is called, in the composition of it, which, while it insults the common sense, disgraces the taste of the age. How much preferable to all this non sensically unnatural jumble of a seer, and a pilgrim, and a hermit, and a hụt in a wood, &c. would have been a simple story of a beggar and his dog! The strokes, of which it might have admitted, both of nature and the true pathetic, are many and various. The other episode has also, like this we have quoted, a watery catastrophe. A female maniac, terrified at the fight of a young man, whom the miltakes for the ghost of her father, plunges into a river ; in which The and the person who had occasioned her terror, and who had leaped in to her affistance, are drowned. The maniac, who is the daughter of a peasant, is driven to insanity by the apprehenfion of poverty and the loss of her relations, particularly her father. That the death of a parent should drive a young woman distracted is not very probable ; it being an event which, in the regular course of nature, she must know would unavoidably happen. Equally improbable is it, that poverty, either real or apprehended, could effect the overthrow of reason in one who can hardly be supposed born to any other expectation or inheritance. Our objections, however, to the want of invention, which we have pointed out in this little tale, are sufficiently overborne by the manner in which it is told. Now, that the pilgrim *, a character which English manners are unacquainted with, and some few grammatical inaccuracies are removed, it is not unworthy of a Goldsmith, an Author whose style of composition seems in this poem to have been particularly imitated.
Notwithstanding the strictures we have passed on this performance, we are by no means blind to its merit. The sentiments it contains are liberal and just, and the versification is ealy, Auwing, and poetical. The part which is added in the present edi. tion t, is intended to point our the connection of sympathy with our senses, with our natural infirmities, and with the proper use
of money. This, perhaps, is the most valuable part of the
poem : in imagery and diction it is of uniform texture with the
rest of the piece ; while, in the diftin&t discrimination and me.
· thodical arrangement of ideas, and in logical deduction of argu-
ment, it is evidently superior.
C-t-t, FOREIGN LITERATUR E. . .
SWITZERL A N D.
. AR T. VIII.
TABLEAU de Paris. The Picture of Paris. 2 Vols. 8vo.
- Pages 750. Neuchatel. 1781. This lively perform-
ance is ascribed to M. Mercier, Author of the History of the
Year 2444. The subject is. Paris; but the Writer's design is
not to give a topographical description of the streets, squares,
churches, and monuments of that immense capital. He con-
fines himself to the moral picture of his fellow citizens, and in-
forms us, that those who are desirous to supply the defects of the
present work, may have recourse to M. Moutard, bookseller
to the Queen, where they will find four enormous folios, con-
taining a copious and circumstantial history of every castle, col-
lege, lane, and cul de fac of Paris ; so that should the monarch
ever be disposed to sell his capital, this voluminous dictionary
would afford an ample inventory of effects and materials.
At a time when the subjects of France, and particularly the
citizens of the metropolis, have begun to resume that tone of
national vanity, and to talk of their fleets and armies in that
style of superiority which diftinguilhed the proud reign of Lewis
XIV. it muft affect thein with no small degree of surprise, to
find a Writer, nourished in the bosom of the capital, dexterously
pointing the Ihafts of ridicule against these vain glorious preten-
fions, and exposing, with just severity, the deceitful ambition of
the court, and the despicable frivolity of the people. In Eng-
land, such a work, published under such circumstances, would
probably be received with filent contempt. The love of satire,
indeed, carries us far ; we can read with pleasure the smart sare
calms of Smollet against the light-hearted merriment of the
French, we can bear, without disgust, the ponderous invective
of Johnson against the poverty and patriotism of the Scotch ; but
we have too much good sense, or at least too much prudence, to
endure, notwithstanding our fondness for ridicule, such create
ment as M. Mercier bestows on his countrymen. It is other-
wise in France. « La medifance," as thé Marquis d'Argens
says, “eft la foible de la nation ; and such is their propensity to
Satire, that they are ever ready to indulge it even at their own
expence. We are not surprised to hear, therefore, that the