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The Rivals, a new novel, by the author of The Collegians, will ap- are glad to perceive, by an advertisement in last Saturday's Journal, pear this month.

that this society seems now to be fairly established. It meets every The next Number of the Family Library will be the second vo- Wednesday evening for the discussion of a literary question; and, lume of the Lives of British Painters; after that, the concluding once a month, a night is set apart for hearing the productions of the volume of Milman's History of the Jews ; and then the first volume members, whether in prose or verse. We certainly think that me. of the Life of George the Third.

chanics and others may benefit by this society, especially if a few perWe understand that Mr William Anderson of Edinburgh, (at pre- sons of experience and judgment take the lead in its proceedings. sent connected with the Glasgow Courier,) has a volume of Poems in The Scottish ACADENY.-Rather a long letter has appeared in the press, which will appear shortly after Christmas, under the title the Weekly Journal, in answer to the short article upon this subjeet of Poetical Aspirations.

which we published last Saturday. We have no inclination to con Louis XVIII.-The Private Memoirs of the Court of this monarch, tinue the controversy at present. Unlike the writer in the Weekly announced for immediate publication, are said to be written by a Journal, we abjure the idea of becoming partisans either on one side Lady who enjoyed his particular confidence. They relate, it appears, or other. We stated what we knew to be the simple facts of the to that eventful period which immediately preceded and followed case, solely with a desire to do justice; and now, for the sake of all the Restoration of the Bourbons to the throne of France, after an concerned, we advise that the late disputes should be buried in obis cxile of more than twenty years, and they disclose the secret intrigues vion as soon as possible. during that time of the most intriguing capital in Europe. Almost

Theatrical Gossip.--Charles Kemble has written a melo-drama, every person of note in France, since the downfall of Napoleon, is, which, by all accounts, appears to be rather a heavy concern. It is we understand, pourtrayed in the Work.

called “ The Royal Fugitive, or the Rights of Hospitality.* If we Botany.-Dr Greville's excellent treatise on the Cryptogamio class,

are not mistaken, this piece was acted here some two years ago, ani Algae, is in progress, and will in all probability be published in the

damned; but we believe we may say, without any undue national course of January.

vanity, that a play may be damned here, and yet succeed very well Works IN THE Press.--The following works are in the press, and in London.--Charles Kemble has quarrelled with Kean, who gene will shortly appear:–Hours of Devotion, for the Promotion of true

rously offered to play six nights for the benefit of Covent Garden, Christianity and Family Worship: translated from the original Ger

but very naturally requested permission to choose his own nights man.-Patroni Ecclesiarum; or a List (with Indexes), Alphabetically He chose the Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; but these being arranged, of all the Patrons of Dignities, Rectories, &c. of the the evenings on which Miss Kemble plays Juliet, they were refused! Church of England and Ireland.—The Etymological Spelling-Book, to him. Kean, therefore, accepted of an engagement at Drury Lane by Henry Butler, author of Gradations in Reading and Spelling.-- The worst of the matter is, that the London critics abuse Kean, and Inductive Grammar, by an Experienced Teacher.-A View of the see nothing selfish or conceited in the conduct of Charles Kembie. Scripture Revelations concerning a Future State, laid before his We beg to hint to Mr Kemble that he had better take care; we know Parishioners, by a Country Pastor.--Evening Amusements, or the him to have given serious offence this season in more quarters than Beauties of the Heavens Displayed, for the Year 1830.-The Olive one.-The elephant which Messrs Matthews and Yates have engaged Branch, a Religious Annual for 1830, in Prose and Verse ; with a for the Adelphi has arrived in London from Paris, after rather a portrait of the Rev. R. Gordon.-No. IV. of the Domestic Gardener's rough passage across the channel, during which she was much trosManual, and English Botanist's Companion. A new edition of Smart's bled with sea-sickness. An insurance on her was effected at Lloyd's Horace, the English translation corrected and improved.--A Treatise for L. 4000, and her freight amounted to L.45. Her age is about on Atmospheric Electricity, by John Murray, F.S.H.-Reflections twenty, and her manners are said to be extremely docile. She is eron Insanity and its rapid progress amongst all Classes in Britain, con- pected to prove a star of the first magnitude. “Quam parva sapien i sidered in a Legal and Medical Point of View, by Charles Dunne, tia gullitur mundus."-Young Kean is playing with an English em. Esq. surgeon.-A Dissertation on Anatomy, Physiology, and Patho- pany at the Hague.- French plays are to commence at the English logy, by H. W. Dewhurst, Esq. surgeon, &C.By the same author, a Opera House in January.--A certain Signor Venafra has taken the Series of Engravings of the Human Bones and Muscles, for the use

Caledonian Theatre for a few nights, and is to produce a series of of Artists and Students; an Essay on the minute Anatomy and

ballets. We believe he and his company have been in Glasgow.-I Physiology of the Organs of Vision in Man and Animals; and a Mr Murray had some new scenes painted lately, why does he not proSeries of Coloured Engravings of the Horse's Foot.

duce them ?- The Theatrical Fund Committee have fixed the sch Price of Foreign Books.-The abuses of bookselling importers of January for their public dinner. The affairs of the fund are pros. are well known to literary men, and the heavy percentage which pering. they are too apt to claim. It is a curious fact, that an excellent series of Japanese plants, now in the course of publication at Brussels, and

Weekly List of PERFORMANCES, sold by the London publishers at the price of 18s. per Number, has been furnished to two gentlemen in this city, by Mr Clarke, for 12s. We wish that some Westminster Reviewer, or any person who has

Nov, 28.Dec, 4. access to correct information, would take up this matter.

Tam O'SHANTER AT LAW.-Mr Thom engaged to furnish copies Sat. Virginius, f Rosina. of his Tamn O'Shanter and Souter Johnie, together with figures of Mox. Venice Preserved, Brother & Sister, Robinson Crus the Landlord and Landlady, to the Earl of Cassilis. A Mr Dick subsequently bespoke copies of the whole four. Thom completed the

Tues. William Tell, of The Noyades. statues ordered by the Earl, and then commenced another Landlady,

WED. Virginius, & The Youthful Qucen. which, pleasing him better than the first, he shipped it along with the Thurs. King John, No! & The Noyades. other three for the noble Lord. Mr Dick lays claim to the lady. The

FRI. Venice Preserved, William Thompson, & Obi matter has come before the Second Division of the Court of Session

- Mr Jeffrey for the artist and the Earl, Mr Cockburn for the pur. suer. The case was to have been argued on Wednesday, but was deferred, in hopes that the parties might be induced to come to a com

TO OUR CORRESPONDENTS, promise. FINE ARTS.-The Directors of the Institution have allotted two

SEVERAL new works have been received too late to be noticed this thousand pounds for the purchase of old paintings. What do the

week. members intend to make of them when they have got them? Lock

The communication from Derwent Conway is in types. We have them up with the models of the Duke of York's statue ? Or leave

received the letter of our friend “ W. D.” of Guisborough, ani shal them lying about the Exhibition Room, like Lord Elgin's casts, for

attend to it-The communication from "F." shall be inserted in ok the doorkeeper to deposit his coat and hat, or the housemaid her

next SLIPPERS.—The article by “M. G, F." of Glasgow will not mop upon ?-We understand that the Institution is to have no Exhibition this year, notwithstanding the report to the contrary. We

suit us. We are amused with what is mentioned to us by “ Anti-Pls. regret to hear that two of our most talented artists, Messrs Macdo

giarist,” but cannot stoop to take any notice of it-The communes

tion from an Aberdeen correspondent, concerning the late Mr Charles nald and W. Simpson, have it in contemplation to transfer their residence to London.

Hacket of Inveramsay, will be of service to us." Reminiscences

by “M." shall have a place, if we can find room. The Six-Fest CLUB.--The Annual Dinner of this Club took place on Saturday last in the Waterloo Hotel, --Sir Walter Scott in

The verses “ To a Burr Thistle,” the lines entitled "The cas. the Chair-Henry Bell, Esq., Croupier. Upwards of eighty gen.

tents of my own Pocket," and the “ Imitation of a Morisco Ballad"

have found favour in our eyes, and will probably appear ere los tlemen were present, and the evening was spent in the most enth usiastic and pleasant manner, Professor Wilson contributing not a

All the following poems, the very reading of which cost us no slight little to the general stock of enjoyment. We are glad to observe that

labour, must, for the present, lie over :-" The Rose of the Vale," our tall friends seem to have a decided taste for mental as well as for

“Forget-Me-Not, by Delta,"_" Song, to the tune of Taste life's corporeal feats of strength.

glad moments,';"_" To Mary,"_" The Dear One," " Moonlight, ite EDINBURGH DISCURSIVE AND LITERARY SOCIETY. -We

-" The Plighted Bride,"—" The Wager - Love and Time, -21 “ The Student, a Parody."

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light richer than that of the setting sun. To the highest

and the lowest it lends an additional grace ;-it paints Apollo's Gift; or, the Musical Souvenir for 1830. Edit- the lily, and it gilds refined gold. The peasant girl at ed by Muzio Clementi and J. B. Cramer. London.

her cottage-door singing her mountain-melodies, far up

among the Alpine heights, smooths down the rugged feaS. Chappell, Clementi & Co. &c. 4to. The Musical Bijou ; a Album of Music, Poetry, and tures of the scene, and pours out a flood of human sym

The noble Prose, for 1830. Edited by F. H. Burney. "'Lon-pathies upon the rocks and snows of ages. don. Goulding and D’Almaine. Edinburgh. R. maiden, seated upon her castle walls, whose ancestral

towers look far over dale and down, never appears more Purdie. 4to. The Musical Gem; a Souvenir for 1830.

Edited by

worthy of her rank and lofty lineage, than when to the W. Ball and N. C. Bochsa.

viewless air, or to the stars of night, she gives forth the London. Mori and

full soul of harmony. The music and the singer reflect Lavenu. 4to.

a mutual charm upon each other; and when did even Of all earthly enjoyments, music is the purest. There Shakspeare paint a finer picture, or pay a nobler compliare some which are more intellectual, and others which ment, than when he compared the tones of a loved voice are more intensely sensual; but music stands alone in the power which it exercises over human nature, and by

“ Ditties highly penn'd, appealing to that delicate and mysterious part of our con

Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower, stitution which no anatomist has ever described—no me

With ravishing division, to her lute !" taphysician ever explained--binds in its silken chains all ranks, and tribes, and generations. The question, why, a now-a-days the undisguised and unblushing hater of music

It is a happy proof of the refinement of the age, that certain succession of quick or slow notes should thrill is unknown. The wish to avoid a charge of insensibility, through the frame, and penetrate the soul, with so si in this respect, has perhaps forced some to seek for refuge multaneous and universal an effect, is one which it is im- under the mask of 'affectation ; and it is not unusual to possible to answer ; but the fact remains unalterable.

detect the pretended amateur yawning in the very midst They who are bold enough to avow that they experience of his plaudits. Yet," as a judicious writer has well relittle delight from music, are objects more of pity than marked, " the very existence of this affectation proves the of blame. We have invariably observed that they are

preponderance of opinion, among the refined part of sopersons of a coarse, querulous, or vulgar temperament, ciety, in favour of music; and as the ear becomes well ---persons whose souls and hearts, if they have any, are imprisoned within a dungeon of gross flesh, and whose trained, and a knowledge of the principles of the science

is acquired, music will make the proper impression, and tastes are as uncultivated as their minds are unembel- not convey the inerely indefinite physical pleasure which lished. Look, on the contrary, at him or her whose animals are said to derive from it, in common with manfiner nature is attimed to every sound of melody; there kind." Were it for no other reason than the influence is a depth of feeling, of love, and of gentleness in their which music exercises over female manners and disposivery voice, which wins upon you even before you see or tions, and consequently over those of men, its caltivation know the speaker. All that is profound in affection, all could not be too much encouraged. Conjured by the that is soothing in grief, all that is elevating in hope, all magic of soft tones, every natural asperity lays itself down that is delicious in joy,—all this, and much more, may be and sleeps, whilst wreathed smiles, and pensive fancies, best communicated through the medium of music. The

and hallowed associations, congregate together, like fairy very memory of an air that has been heard long ago, or far away—in happier years, in early youth, or in a dis elves in moonlight; and all that makes life lovely, and the

domestic circle dear, and distant friends remembered, and tant land, is capable of communicating a joy, equalled, perhaps, by no other. What brings so freshly back into past

, injuries forgiven, and future pleasures anticipated, the heart all that the heurt has most loved, as music? A discontent which at times creates in us a dissatisfaction

all that elevates humanity, and removes that harassing song-a little simple song—poured into the dull ear of with ourselves and all the world,mrises up like flowers, age, may carry even the inøst aged out of their infirmi

or rather like the incense of flowers, colouring and enrichties, away from the feeblenesses and the privations of the

ing the surrounding atmosphere. present hour, back to the rosiest days of childhood, and

But language toils and sweats in vain to compass a dethey may dream that they once more bound along the scription of the smallest achievement of music. Language breezy hill, or, in all the happiness of exuberant health, may nove round music, and occasionally seem to approach glide through the merry dance. A song-a little simple it; but music is a sun which absorbs into itself, and gives song—breathed beneath the casement of the exile and the forth again in one ray, the united words of ages. Blessed, captive, may transport him in a moment to the land, of for ever blessed, be those mighty masters of the art, who his nativity; may bring cool and welcome tears from his have taken it, as it were, out of the spheres, and brought eyes, wenried out with watching,

it down to this lower earth of ours! And blessed, for “ Whilst recollections, sad but sweet,

ever blessed, be those gentle, delicate, and noble natures, Arise and disappear.”

who have executed what the others designed, and whose These are the trite and commonplace results of music. sweet, immortal voices soft and low, or full-toned and There is nothing which it does not illuminate with a clear_have obtained a mastery over us, which the thun

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der, high among the clouds, the ocean, roaring from its The three works, whose titles we have copied above, caverns of gloom, or the wind, sweeping the desert and are a new species of publication, taking their rise from, threading the mountains, never possessed! The key to and suggested by, the success of the literary annuals. man's most glorious hopes lies in music. That we are Their contents consist principally of original music, both capable of enjoying poetry, is nothing wonderful; for vocal and instrumental, calculated for the meridian of whatever presents a distinct and tangible idea to the mind, the drawing-room, and well suited to afford both amusecreates a pleasurable sensation,—the necessary reward of ment and improvement to all who take delight in this an intellectual exertion; and wherever there are words, fascinating art. In point of external appearance and emthere is a reference to something defined and material. bellishment, the whole three are a good deal like each But music possesses in itself no ideas, yet is it the parent other, and they are all elegant and attractive. We shall of a million. In its very nature it is aërial and impalpa- go over, a little more in detail, the contents of each. ble, yet what food did we ever eat, what liquid did we Apollo's Gift, or the Musical Souvenir, is edited by ever drink, which so immediately affected our whole con- two gentlemen of acknowledged musical reputation, Cle. stitution? Can we for a moment suppose that any sen- menti and Cramer. It is embellished with five lithograsual and material appetite would find its food in music ? | phic drawings, exceedingly spirited and distinct. Those yet there is a part of our nature which does find its food entitled, “ Arthgarvan,” “ Venice, by Moonlight," and in music. What is the conclusion ? It is, that music " The Moorish Maiden," are three of the best specihas to do with the soul, and with the soul alone.

mens of the art we have seen. The contents of the voThere are, of course, various kinds of music; but the lume are classed under the two heads of Vocal and Inwhole may be pretty safely classed under three great strumental Music. In the first department, the best heads :—the music which speaks to the understanding,— pieces are these ;-" The Song of Harold Harfager," the music which speaks to the heart, and the music the words by Sir Walter Scott, and the music by Mr which speaks to both. Under the first class, we compre- John Thomson, of Edinburgh. We have seen no com. hend all those pieces of learned contrivance, which, while position by Mr Thomson which pleases us more than they display the ingenuity and labour of the composer, this; it is remarkably bold and spirited, (particularly in are more like mathematical problems, measured by line the first part,) and, what is always of importance, the and rule, than a succession of sounds appealing to the music is admirably adapted to the words:-" Placa gli passions. It was not the older composers alone who de- sdegni tuoi,” - Italian words, set to a beautiful duet of lighted in these exercises ; Kalkbrenner, Pixis, and Cherubino, every-way worthy of the gifted author of Moscheles, are men of the same order, possessing a great “ Crudel Perche." Cherubino's music seldom fails to deal of science, and deriving intellectual enjoyment from charm. We remember the delight with which we heard its possession—but with as little feeling (in the better sig- his overture to " Anacreon" encored at the first musical nification of the word) as one of their own instruments. festival here :-“ Lutzow's Wild Hunt,” translated by By the second kind of music—that which speaks to the Mr George Hogarth, from the German, the music by heart alone—we mean such simple and inartificial melo- Weber. Weber was the Lord Byron of modern musie. dies as, though pleasing, could not take a lasting hold of His “ Lutzow's Hunt” is a splendid piece, but it should the memory, unless strongly attached to it by some par- be heard only with the original German words, which ticular associations, such as those of bome and country. make the effect wild and impressive in the highest deAlmost all national melodies are in this predicament. It gree. A harp accompaniment is also a great improveis not the music alone that endears them to us, for that ment, and gives a fine, full, swelling sound to the whole. is in many cases too simple and monotonous, and even Few things are more to be lamented by the lovers of rude; it is, that we have been accustomed to hear them music than Weber's premature fate. He had a genius in the midst of all that we love, and that they become, and a style which have died with him; and which, for therefore, memorials of past happiness. There can be no originality of conception and vigour of execution, we doubt that it is to the third species of music--that which scarcely expect to see equalled again in our time:-" The appeals both to the heart and the head--that we must Moorish Maiden,” composed by Horn. This is a very look for its highest triumphs; and for those strains, delightful little melody, full of a lively archness, and with which, when heard, even for the first time, and under a character of its own, which is a great thing in songs of any circumstances, and in any country, take the listener this sort. We foretell that many a bright-eyed damsel, captive at once, and rouse into energy all the varying between this Christmas and the next, will sing this song emotions of his nature. To men such as Handel, Mozart, to her lover, and the smiling glances she will fing to Hadyn, Beethoven, and Weber, belongs this mighty wards the poor youth as she sings, will seal his fate for spell. Before their compositions, the inusic-mad pas

ever. We are sorry we cannot extract the music, and sages of the Canons are no more thought of, and the give it a place here ; but the words, which are als pretty unadorned airs of the mere beginner fade away sprightly, will afford some notion of the air; and bere into insignificance ;-music asserts her power, assumes they are : her golden throne, extends her all-touching sceptre, and

THE MOONISH MAID. the nations bow down before her. This is a long preamble to the more immediate subject

By J. A. Wade. matter of this article ; but we could not resist the oppor- “!

Oh! lullaby, lullaby, father dear!' tunity of expressing, however feebly, the intensity of our Thus sigh'd a young Moorish maid, feelings regarding music,— feelings in which we are cer- While a captive she loved to her bower came near, tain our readers will participate, for most of them, like And whisper'd this serenade :us, must owe to music some of the happiest hours of their

• Oh ! list to me, Abra ! morning breaks ; existence. Let us then chronicle the fact for them, as

"Twill soon be too late for our flight'well as for ourselves. Whether it may have been upon

Hark! hark! Ben Helim suddenly speaks,

• Whose music is this to-night?' the tented field, in the solemn cathedral, in the glittering "'Tis my lullaby, lullaby, father dear,' and crowded theatre, alone, or with a multitude, from The trembling Abra said ; the full-choired orchestra, or the lips of one we loved, at • I would sing you to rest, but my lute, I feel, the banquet-hour, beneath a thousand lights, or in the

Was wrong in tbe sounds it play'd. summer-glen, with the meridian moon smiling from a

Oh! lullaby, lullaby, father dear, starless sky,--oh! wherever, or whenever, it may have

I was wrong in the sounds I play'd.' been heard, never let it be forgotten that music has fallen

The lullaby soothed him, again he slept,

Again was the serenade sung, upon our spirit like the light of Paradise upon her who The maiden for lover and father wept, stood without the gate.

What could she ?—so gentle and young!


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One kiss on the old man's slumbering eyes,

Of the instrumental music a good deal is not original, That waken'd her heart's best tears ;

and it is therefore unnecessary to particularise it. The One look at heaven in the Moorish skies,

introductory march for the piano-forte and flute, by MosAnd away from her land for years; From her lullaby, lullaby, father dear,'

chelles, is bold and good ; and the trio in A flat, which it From all the fond ties of home,

comprises, is also clever. There is an air by Spohr, which, That are nothing, or little, when they are near,

though pretty good, is by no means one of his best. This But which we regret when we roam ;

composer is much esteemed in Germany, and deserves to Her • lullaby, lullaby, father dear!'

be better known here than he is. Bochsa's adaptation Would oft to her fancy come."

for the harp of Rossini's charming air, “ Assisa a pie,” is “ The Song of the Pilgrim” is a very graceful and flow- good,

The volume concludes with the following facing melody; and the composer, Mendelshon Bartholdy, similes, all of which are curious and interesting :who visited Edinburgh a few months ago, is one of the

Weber's first sketches of the Opera of Oberon ; Air by most extraordinary and accomplished young men at pre-Mozart; Canon by Clementi ; Musical Puzzléto be sent in the musical world :-“ We shall not meet again, read either way--by Hadyn; and Andante by BeethLove,” by Mr G. Hogarth, is a very sweet composition, and reflects credit even on the acknowledged musical

The Musical Bijou, of which the first volume was taste of its author :-“ La Chanteuse,” by Panseron, is a published last year, is in no respect inferior to Apollo's light and playful ditty, finely corresponding with the Gift. Its five lithographic embellishments are all good. words, which are no less so, For the sake of sunny They are entitled, “ The Arabian Steed,” “ The Exiled France, a land to us of many delightful reminiscences, Knight," “ The Bridal Morn,” “ The Parting,” and

“ The Presentation Plate.” The literary contents are we subjoin them :

yet more varied and ambitious, several prose tales being LA CHANTEUSE.

introduced, and some poems which are not set to music. “ Chanter c'est mon bonheur supreme, tra, la, la, la, la, la, The contributors, both to the literary and musical deChaque garçon me dit qu'il m'aime, tra, la, la, la, la, la.

partments, are numerous and highly respectable. The « Oui, je me ris de leur constance,

following song by Bayly, not unsuccessfully set by RawDe leurs tourmens, de leurs souffrance,

lings, is the first in the volume: Et sans pitié pour leurs chansons, A leurs soupirs moi je reponds, tra, la, la, &c.

POETS, BEWARE! " Ils parlent, je chante sans cesse, tra, la, &c.

By Thomas Haynes Bayly. Croyez à ma vive tendresse,' tra, la, &c.

“ Poets, beware! never compare Ah! d'amour mon âme ravie,

Woman with aught in earth or in air; Je veux vous aimer pour la vie,

Earth may be bright, air may be light, Mais du moins par un mot flatteur,

But brightness and lightness in woman unite. Daignez approuver mon ardeur,' tra, la, &c.

Can you suppose eyes are like sloes,

Or that her blushes resemble the rose; " Leur amour se change en colère, tra, la, la, &c.

Where shall we seek for sloes that can speak,
Un jour vous serez moins sévère,'tra, la, &c.
• Aimer c'est une loi supreme;'

Or roses that rival an eloquent cheek?
Me disent ils, . Il faut qu'on aime ;
Ce désir un jour vous viendra,

“Surely you ne'er saw lilies so fair Mais vieille alors on vous dira,'tra, la, la, la, &c.”

As the forehead that peeps through the curls of her hair!

Surely her lips red rubies eclipse The rest of the vocal music of this volume we do not

The coral she wears, and the nectar she sips! consider quite so happy, with the exception, perhaps, of

Birds, in the spring, sweetly may sing,

But woman sings better than bird on the wing: the “ Ave Sanctissima" of poor R. A. Smith, who had a

Then, Poets, beware! never compare fine perception of the calmer and gentler beauties of mu

Woman with aught in earth or in air !” sical composition. Knapton's air, entitled “ Youth re

On the whole, the instrumental music is better than newed,” is not at all in keeping with Montgomery's words.

A Both the words and the music of “ Young Ellen,"—the the vocal in the Bijou. The three best songs are,

Persian Love Song," by J. Jolly ; “ Helm and Shield are first by Bayly, and the second by H. Philips-are com

stain'd with rust," by Bishop; and “ Ye stars of Night," monplace.“ Oh! the hour to meet" is only a new ver

a duet by Barnett, of which the melody is sweet and sion of “ La Biondina;" and " I knew not the world contained,” by Barnet, is a very close imitation, especially in simple, and full of feeling, the harmony good, and the

whole within the compass of ordinary voices. The air the first part, of a well-known German Waltz. The

of “ The Exiled Knight" is not melancholy enough, but fine words by Lady Caroline Lamb, beginning “ Couldst

the symphonies are good, and partake more of the chathou but know," are very well adapted to a sweet and

racter of the words than the song itself. melancholy air by the Duke of Marlborough. Many of

Stay, Time,

stay,” is light and rather elegant; but the accompaniour readers may have seen these words before, but we

ment is deficient. The “ Air Espagnol" is pretty ; and have a pleasure in transferring them to our pages :

there are some clever passages in “ Rest ye, rest ye, rapid COULDST THOU BUT KNOW.'

streams," by Rodwell.

Of the instrumental music, our By Lady Caroline Lamb.

favourites are the “Waltz,” by Burrowes, which is ex16 Couldst thou but know, but know what 'tis to weep

ceedingly graceful. The first part is not so good as the To weep unpitied and alone,

second, and the third is more elegant than either. The The livelong night whilst others sleep,

fourth part, commencing in the key of C, is all good :-Silent and mournful watch to keep,

“ Air, with Variations,” by J. W. Holder, which is easy Thou wouldst not do what I have done.

and flowing, and the passages lie well to the hand: _“Rondo " Couldst thou but know what 'tis to smile,

and Polacca," by Herz, in which the subject is well chosen, To smile when scorn'd by every one ;

“ Dormez, dormez,” being a favourite French air, and

the Polacca which follows, an approved Spanish air ; the To hide by many an artful wile, A heart that knows more grief than guile,

arrangement also is good, and the composition not so difThou wouldst not do what I have done.

ficult as Herz's music generally is :-" Divertimento, “ And, oh! if thou couldst think how drear,

introducing a fairy march," by Kiallmark, light and When friends are changed, and health is gone,

pretty :- And“ Duet for the Piano-forte,” by Kalkbrenner, The world would to thine eyes appear,

which is exceedingly good, and full of fine modulatio: If thou, like me, to none wert dear,

In speaking of the songs, we omitted to mention a Thou wouldst not do what I have done."

mance" by Rossini, adapted to French words by 11

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Though difficult to do justice to, it is one of the best com- On the whole, we have gone over each of these three positions in the volume. The accompaniments are very volumes with very considerable satisfaction. Though it is fine, and the whole is more in Weber's than in Rossini's not to be denied that most of the best pieces they contain usual style. Before quitting the Musical Bijou, we can-, are by foreign composers, they yet argue well of the pronot deny ourselves the pleasure of quoting the following: ficiency to which this country has now attained in musical beautiful little poem by Mrs Hemans, which, we observe, science; and the extensive sale which we trust they will is reprinted from the Cambrian Quarterly Magazine : find, will still farther prove, that a general desire to cul.

tivate this most fascinating of all arts or sciences is ex.

tending itself more and more over the kingdom. We By Mrs Hemans.

should be glad to see one or all of these books in every “ The voice of thy streams in my spirit I bear

drawing-room we enter.
Farewell! and a blessing be with thee, green land !
On thy halls, on thy hearths, on thy pure inountain air,
On the strings of the harp, and the minstrel's free hand!

The History of Scotland. By Sir Walter Scott, Bart. From the love of my soul with my tears it is shed,

In two volumes. Vol. I. Post 8vo. Whilst I leave thee, oh ! land of my home and my dead!

Pp. 352.

(Being Volume First of the Historical Department of “ I bless thee; yet not for the beauty which dwells

Dr Lardner's Cabinet Cyclopædia.) London. Printed In the heart of thy hills, or the waves of thy shore ; for Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green. 1830. And not for the memory set deep in thy dells, Of the bard and the warrior—the mighty of yore;

We attempted, not long ago, (in reviewing the second And not for thy songs of those proud ages fled,

series of Stories from the History of Ireland,) to express Green land, poet-land of iny home and my dead!

our notion of the peculiar characteristics of Sir Walter's

genius, and the manner in which knowledge arranged and “ I bless thee for all the true bosoms that beat,

matured itself in his mind. We do not intend to go orer Where'er a lone hamlet smiles under thy skies;

again so soon what we then said ; it will be time enough For thy peasant hearths burning, the stranger to greet,

to repeat ourselves some five or six years hence; we have For the soul that looks forth from thy children's kind

not yet quite exhausted our good things. But we wish eyes ! May the blessing, like sunshine, around thee be spread,

the reader to keep in mind, that somehow or another, low Green land of my childhood, my home, and my dead !". gically or illogically, we came to the opinion, that Sir

Walter, by a kind of inexplicable tact, generally manaThe Musical Gem, which is edited by Messrs Ball and ged to arrive at just conclusions, although it was often Bochsa, has six lithographic embellishments, of which difficult to discover the way by which he reached them. the two most interesting are well-executed portraits of This peculiarity eminently fits him for the execution of Madame Malibran Garcia and Mademoiselle Sontag. the task he has now taken in hand, the compilation of a Short memoirs of both these ladies are also given. The popular history of his native land. His style of narrative notice of Garcia, which is very brief, we subjoin :

is admirably calculated to please that large class who. MADAME MALIBRAN GARCIA.

though reading for amusement, are contented to take in“This highly accomplished lady is the daughter of Signor struction also, provided it comes without too much labour. Garcia, the well-known tenor singer, who made his ap- Sir Walter never interrupts the smooth progress of the work pearance on the stage of the Italian Opera in London in 1818, and again in 1823. She was first introduced to the by a tough piece of ratiocination, or a teazing reference to public on the same boards, in the character of Rosina in authorities, which might induce a half wish, on the part Il Barbiere di Seviglia in the season of 1825, when only in of his readers, to try once in their lives to judge for themher seventeenth year, and immediately secured that enviable selves, but which the vis inertiæ of their nature renders, popularity which so justly distinguishes her various talents. both morally and physically, impossible. At the same In 1826, 'she accompanied her father to America, where time, he is to these people, what they seldom meet with, operas were then performing at New York, in which city she married Monsieur Malibran. Two years afterwards, plicit confidence.

guide, in whom wiser men might repose all but in

We know not how it is, but we feel she was in the highest vogue in Paris, from whence she re. turned to the King's Theatre in London, where she shone convinced that our author has formed, in his own way, a with increased lustre through the brilliant season of 1829. juster notion of the history of Scotland, than men of much The natural gifts, and industriously-cultivated acquirements higher pretensions to acute and laborious research. We of this young and graceful artiste, place her at the head of her are willing to pit our historian against either of his collelaborious profession. To the acknowledged charms of voice, borateurs, (Sir James Mackintosh and Thomas Moore

, face, and person, she adds mental attainments of uncom- and give them odds. It is impossible that either of them mon excellence. Equally mistress of the English, French, Spanish, and Italian languages, Madame Malibran has is

can come to time. Sir James will not be ready before the sued various musical compositions, to which science and year 1867,—Moore not till he has finished his Life of public taste have affixed alike the stamp of favour. In the Byron, and heaven only knows in what anno domini that words of an eminent critic :- She has all the endowment, will be ! all the acquisition, and, above both, all the devotion and Sir Walter says, in his first page,-“ Our limits oblige concentration of mind common to those strong and gifted us to treat this interesting subject more concisely than we individuals who rise to pre-eminence, whatever the nature could wish, and we are, of course, under the necessity of of their pursuits.””

rejecting many details which engage the attention and Of the songs in this volume, “ The crystal stream,” by fascinate the imagination." This voluntary preference of Barnett, is pretty good ; “ Leonore,” by Weigl, is better; the equable flow of a continuous narrative, to the admix“ The Mountain Boy,” by Walter Turnbull, is pretty, ture of strong lights and shadows, which, affording a rich but not quite so original as we could wish ; " The Vine- harvest of sparkling quotations, are the joy of the critic Dresser's Song" consists of words adapted to Weber's ex- obliges us to pursue a line of conduct to which we are quisite Waltz, which are so completely inapposite, that perhaps occasionally too much addicted—taking all the they reflect materially upon the taste of the Editors. The talk to ourselves, and leaving no vacant space for the idea of setting lively words to this beautiful and pathetic author to show how he can speak. composition—a composition which breathes the very soul The present volume brings the story down to the disof feeling-is preposterous. Lord Byron's poem, “ I saw astrous field of Flodden, and the death of James IV. The thee weep," is very successfully set to music by Malibran previous history, according to the luminous aud graphie -the minor, in particular, is very felicitous. Among details of our author, may be fitly divided into three pe the instrumental music, we are especially pleased with riods. The first extends to the accession of Malcolm the two Waltzes by Lady William Lennox, which are Cean-more. This may be considered as the time during at once graceful and ladylike.

which the petty tribes of Scotland were massing them

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