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Or gleaming on the blue Ionian sea

From some rich wooded height, of which we dream In northern climes amidst a city's sinoke,

And wish that we had wings that we might flee, Or more than mortal strength to break the yoke

That binds us to life's painful drudgery :-
A poet's home upon the breezy hill !

With all that breathes of poetry around,
And hearts within which earth can never chill,-

Pure limpid streams with glad enduring sound
Sparkling unceasingly !-Flow on! flow on!
Where shall we find your like when ye are gone ?

Friends of my soul ! not mine the studied phrase

That blazons forth what should be felt, not spoken ; Yet trust me, chance, and change, and length of days,

Shall ever find the golden link unbroken, That long has bound my summer years to you, Whence all my cares I hush'd—whence all my joys I drew.

H. G. B.

TO MY HEART. Thou art no captive in chains to pine, Mine own art thou still, and hast ever been mine ; And here in my breast shalt thou aye dwell free, Till I find thee a home that is worthy of thee !

The bird that springs from his tufted nest,
Will return from his wanderings in peace to rest;
But ah ! my heart, I feel when we sever
Thou wilt never return-I shall lose thee for ever!

Know ye the signs that mark a master mind ?

Oft ye may read them struggling through the clay, For oft the soul within that clay enshrined,

Seems half material in the lofty play Of noble features. Look into the eye,

And quail before its glance of fire, or feel The softer influence of the thoughts that lie

Far in its dreamy depths. Behold the seal Of genius stamp'd upon the high-arch'd brow.

Note well the energy of aetion. Hear The voice's various cadences, which now

Are deep and thrilling, now full-toned and clear ; These were to Byron as a sacred sign, And more than all thy compeers, Wilson ! these are thine.

And whenever I think of the proud control
Another may hold o'er a free-born soul,
On the power of deep love, so fearful—so fair,
O'er thy fortunes, I ponder in fear and in prayer.
Thou art proud, young heart! but thou art not cold,
And I'll watch thee as miser would watch his gold ;
All my wealth is in thee all my world thou art
And deep will the spell be that e'er bids us part !
Nor gold shall allure thee, nor flattery shall win,
Not splendour without-but true value within ;
The treasure thou lov'st is the wealth of the mind
Thy riches, the smiles of the good and the kind.


O! show me the breast, like the deep hidden mine, Where the gems of pure truth and simplicity shine ; Where honour, high worth, and sincerity dwell, Which the world can ne'er dim, nor its fashions dispel ;

I wish, dear Bessy, thou hadst been with me

At Keswick on the day of the Regatta ; The royal lake shone like an inland sea

All lighted up with sails, and heaven knows what a Countless collection of small boats and wherries,

Dancing in gladness o'er the little billows, While each a gallant crew exultant carries,

Bending upon their rapid oars like willows. And then the races with the Cambridge men,

Who boldly down the gage of challenge flung ! And then our dinner in the island glen !

And then the music of the English tongue !O Bessy ! hadst thou that day been on Keswicki' Thou wouldst have seen a Cockney who was sea-sick!

There there would I shrine thee, thou faithful heart,
In chains, and a captive all proud as thou art;
But here in my breast shalt thou aye dwell free,
Till I find thee a home so worthy of thee!



XI. THE SEVEN SINGERS. I heard them all upon that fairy lake

The seven singers ! and they sang together! The nusie such, it would have power to make

The gayest sunshine of the wintriest weather. And ne'er were sounds in such sweet unison

With the bright loveliness of those who sang ; Gazing I heard, and hearing still gazed on,

My eye was dazzled, and my charm'd ear rang ! Yet one there was, whose melody to me

Rose well distinguish'd from the sister notes,
Clear, rich, and glorious though these strains might be,

As golden birds were warbling in their throats,
That thrilling voice--that heart-awakening lay-
W bose could it be but thine, Margaret of Elleray!

THE LITERARY SOUVENIR FOR 1830.-We are glad to understand that this our favourite Annual is likely, in all respects, to support the high character it has already attained when it re-appears next November. We are enabled to state the subjects of the embellishments, many of which will be exquisitely beautiful :-Ist, A: Fancy Head, by Leslie, R.A. 20, Oberon squeezing the juice of the flower into Titania's eyes, by H. Howard, R.A. 3d, The Sale of the Pet Lainb, by W. Collins, R.A. 4th, Jacob's Dream-a magnificent picture-by W. Alston, A.R.A. 5th, La Fille bien Gardée, by A. Chalon, R.A. 6th, A group of Trojan Women looking on the burning of Troy, by G. Jones, R.A. 7th, The Passage of Arms at Ashby de la Zouch, by John Martin. 8th, Mrs Siddons, in the character of Lady Macbeth, by H. Harlowe. 9th, The Discovery, by Stephanoff. 10th, The Greek Sisters, by Phalippin-a French artist. 1lth, Carthage, by W. Linton. 12th, The Lady and the Wasp, by A. E. Chalon. 13th, Childe Harold and lanthe, by R. Westall, R.A. 14th, The Bandit's Bride, by T. Uwins. The literary department of the Souvenir will also, we understand, be highly interesting.

The KEEPSAKE FOR 1830.-The Keepsake is in a state of great forwardness. Among the contributors' names are the following: Sir Walter Scott, Lord Byron, Lord Holland, Lord Normanby, Lord Morpeth, Lord Porchester, Lord Nugent, Hon. George Agar Ellis, Hon. Charles Phipps, Hon. Henry Liddel, R. Bernall, M.P., Theodore Hook, S. T. Coleridge, Archdeacon Spencer, J. R. Gower, William Roscoe, W. Jerdan, Lady Caroline Lamb, Miss Landon, Thomas Haynes Bayly, Charles Brinsley Sheridan, the Authors of “ Anastasius," " Granby," “ O'Hara Tales," “ Frankenstein,"

Hungarian Tales," and “ Hajji Baba." Sir Walter Scott's contribution is a dramatic romance or tragedy, in five acts, written in imi!ation of the German, and founded on the Free Knights; and Lord Byron's are ten letters of an interesting nature, written between the period of his settlement at Pisa in 1821, and his death at Misson longhi in April 1821.


At home again the glad familiar faces !

jfy dog, my cat, my slippers, and my study!My books and papers all in their old places,

And my own cheek more juvenile and ruddy! It needs no poetry to feel the charm

Sweetening, as dew does flowers, the name of home, And elasping with affection's twining arm

All that the heart recurs to when we roam.

There are at present seven young ladies living on the banks of Windermere, each of whom sings delightfully.

Tux FORJKT-ME-Not For 1830.-Lord Byron's first known attempt playing at Hull and other towns in the neighbourhood. The Eng at poetry will form, we understand, one of the articles in the forthcom- lish company at Paris have felt her absence much, and having met ming volume of the Forget-me-Not. It is copied from the auto with a very unfavourable reception, are on their way home-Asgraph of the noble poet, and certified by the lady to whom it was ad- rangements are said to have been made for the performance of Itadressed-the “Mary" who was the object of his earliest attachment, lian operas at the Argyll-rooms during the ensuing winter. The apand whom he has celebrated in several of his poems. It was written proaching Musical Festivals at Birmingham and Chester are expecton his leaving Annesley, the residence of her family.

ed to be unusually attractive. The German company is engaged for The Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge are about to them, and Malibran, Sontag, and Paton, are to assist.-Pasta, who publish a series of Maps, of an intermediate size between the large has just purchased a villa on the Lake of Como, has been performand expensive maps fit only for libraries, and that smaller sort usual- ing Tancredi at her native town of Como, for the benefit of the ly adopted in Schools. They are to be of unexampled cheapness, poor of the place. She is exceedingly popular in Italy. We observe yet finished in the best manner. Two of them are to be delivered in that Mr Bass, the manager of the Caledonian Theatre, has announa wrapper for one shilling; or with the outlines coloured, for one ced his benefit for the 2d of September, and we conelude that he inshilling and sixpence. The series will consist of about fifty plates, tends to close the house shortly afterwards. This is wise. The au* and a number will appear at intervals of at most two months. thor of “The Gowrie Conspiracy” and “ Margaret of Anjou” is to

SCOTTISH ANTIQUITIES.-Dr Lappenberg, of Hamburg, in some have a night towards the end of next week, when both these pieces recent researches amongst the ancient records of that city, has disco. will be performed, and an address will be delivered, and several vered a letter of the date of 1287, addressed by Robert Wallace and

songs will be sung, written by himself, for the occasion. His aeti. Andrew Murray to Hamburg and Lubeck. Some English records vity and talents entitle him to the publie patronage.-Stanley, who were also amongst his discoveries. They are all to be embodied in has been performing in the Stirling Theatre, of which he has his erudite work on the origin of the Hanseatic League.

taken a lease, with a considerable number of the Edinburgh com CONTINENTAL REVIEWS.Some of these works are now before us.

pany, has been well supported, and is not likely, we believe, to reHad they contained any thing of interest, we should have taken care

gret the speculation.-Mr Roberts, the Elocutionist, has been giving to communicate it to our readers. One of their practices might be Readings in Berwick. We understand that it is his intention to give advantageously adopted in this country. When any good article ap

a series of Lectures and Readings in the Hopetoun Rooms during pears in the English periodicals

, it is immediately translated, and ap- the ensuing winter, on a more extended scale than he has yet atpears in a German or French miscellany, with a uote, acknowledging tempted in Edinburgh.-“ Several causes," says a French periodical, the source from which it is taken.

" combine to render the management of theatres more difficult at The Americans are said to possess upwards of 1600 newspapers. the present period than formerly. These are-1. The scarcity of Pennsylvania alone has 150.

good authors, arising from the circumstance that minds of a high FRENCH NEWSPAPERS-Of the proprietors of seventeen political order have turned their attention to moral and political scienca 2 journals, published in Paris, at least one-third are noblemen, or per- The equal scarcity of good actors. 3. The fastidiousness of the pubsons of great distinction in the scientific or literary world. The pro lic, which is more difficult to please the more civilised it becomes. prietors of one paper, who are three in number, are said to be a Duke,

4. The influence of the Congregations upon society; which is so · Count, and a Baron. To be a known writer in a respectable pe- widely extended, that most of the public functionaries scarcely dare riodical, is said to be the best passport to good society in Paris. Mr BUCKINGHAM.–After a very successful tour through Scotland, from it by the religious terror excited in their minds.“

show themselves at the theatre, and many females are tumed away Mr Buckingham is to return to Edinburgh, for the purpose of giving one more lecture on the question—"What is to be done with India ?" It is to be delivered on the evening of the 7th September, in the Waterloo Hotel.

TO OUR CORRESPONDENTS. MINIATURE STEAM-ENGINE.-A high-pressure engine, forming a complete working model, has been constructed by an iron and brass week availed ourselves, to the exclusion of our advertisements, s

NOTWITHSTANDING the additional space of which we have this founder, at Bradford, the cylinder of which is only 1-16th part of an inch in diameter, and the whole weight of the engine is only one communications, both in prose and verse, from the Ettrick Shepherd,

number of interesting articles still stand orer. Among these are ounce! This very diminutive, but very ingenious, piece of mechanism, though the smallest steam-engine ever made, is perfect in all its from Professor Gillespie, from the Author of the “ Traditions of Edisparts, and works with as much precision as any engine of ten-horse burgh," and others, all of which shall appear as soon as possible. power.

“ The Editor in his Slippers, No. IV.” in an early number. We THE DRAMÀ IN FRANCE.-A report was in circulation in Paris, shall endeavour to comply with the wish of " J. H." of Glasgow next in the beginning of the present month, that a company had been week.-The letter on the Hebrew Language is in types. formed with a view of uniting into one establishment the four In the volume of manuscript Poetry sent us from Callendar, there theatres set apart for the performance of Vaudevilles. The proprie- are several piece of very considerable merit.-" The Speech of the tors of the “ Salle du Vaudeville” have published a denial, in which Blasted Tree," and " The Student," by "S. S." of Glasgow shall they maintain, that any such enterprize would be an infringement have a place.-We do not know what pleasure "B. D." can have in on their vested rights. It is, however, still probable that some such sending, as an original, a Poem by Pekin, which appeared in prin: plan is contemplated by lovers of the drama, in the hopes of render- months ago - There is a good deal of merit in the verses by "D. ing the dramatic talent of the capital more efficient by concentrating of Leith; but they hardly come up to our standard." Julius will it under one management.-A new opera, “Guillaume Tell," has been produced at the “ Academie Royale de Musique.” The music We must request that they who favour us with short Poems vill is by Rossini. The public is already aware of the enthusiastic re- always keep copies, as we can, in no case of this kind, undertake to ception this celebrated composer met with at Paris, but it may per- return the manuscript. haps be as little prepared as we were to hear him called by the French critics— Le rival, le vainqueur de Mozart et Cimarelli.” But the secret reason for sacrificing the memory of the mighty dead before

ERRATA IN OUR LAST.-In the article entitled " The importance their new idol, peeps out unconsciously in the naive parenthesis of the German Language,” &c. for Burchen read Burschen, passira. "un compositeur qu'on peut desormais appeller français." The The quotation from Schifler, in the same article, ought to be same learned critic, in speaking of Mlle. Zaglioni, gives us the fol

Nimmer lud sie lowing account of the principles according to which he criticises

Das joch sich auf dem ich mich unterwarf. dancing ;-"Nous ne savons si elle danse mieux que les autres ; elle

Könnt ich doch auch Ansprüche machen können. danse autrement ; et en toutes choses, il nous faut r'u nouveau, surtout dans les arts futiles et secondaires."—The “ Theatre des Varie

In the article entitled " Some account of my own Life," po 168, col tés" has brought a dog-fight on the stage, in a kind of Tom and

1. l. 56, for Lavalette read Lafayette. Jerry piece.-A tragedy, founded on the story of the false Czar Demetrius, has been successful. The author is a M. Leon Halery.

Theatrical Gossip.A three-act drama, by Mr Peake, called " The Edinburgh : Published for the Proprietors, every Saturday Morning, Spring Lock," has been successful at the English Opera House.

by CONSTABLE & CO. WATERLOO PLACE; Liston is delighting the Londoners at the Haymarket.-Miss Paton Sold also by ROBERTSON & ATKINSON, Glasgow ; W. CURRY, jus has been playing to brilliant houses at Norwich.-Kean has been per & Co. Dublin; HURST, CHANCE, & Co. London; and by all forming his favourite characters at Manchester, with but little appa Newsmen, Postmasters, and Clerks of the Road, throughout the rent diminution of his usual vigour. Elliston has offered him £700 United Kingdom. for a month's performances at the Surrey.-Sonrag and her sister

Price 6d., or Stamped, and sent free by post, 10d. gave some concerts at Manchester last week : on Saturday, the night of her benefit, there was a very thin audience. Miss Smithson is

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scriptive Road Book of France. London. Samuel best they may, (for who cares about the civil or political Leigh. 1829.-The Englishman's Guide to Calais state of Europe in summer ?) the only remaining quesand Paris. By James Albany, Esq. London. Hurst, tion is where is one to go? If you are a married man, Chance, and Co. 1829.-Ebel's Traveller's Guide with a large small family, and limited income, c'en est through Switzerland. Vasi's Picture of Rome.- Vasi's faitthere need be no hesitation. You must take a cotPicture of Naples.-Leigh's Road Book of England tage of three rooms and a kitchen in some sea-bathing and Wales.-- Paterson's Roads in England and Wales. village, into which, upon some high-pressure principle, you -Leigh's Road Book of Scotland. - The Traveller's must squeeze your whole community, together with seveGuide through Scotland." Ninth Edition. Edinburgh.ral cart-loads of furniture ; and for six weeks or so you John Thomson. 1830.- The Scottish Tourist and must duly plunge the small fry into that part of the ocean Itinerary. Edinburgh. Stirling and Kenney.- Plea- which breaks into muddy foam upon the shore, and consure Tours in Scotland, Edinburgh. John Thom- tains a proper mixture of sand and sea-weed--whilst you



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ble in it for half an hour every morning and evening, to We are able to state, upon the most indubitable autho- the great refreshment of your corporeal frame. But if rity, that the only literary works which sell at this sea- the fates have allowed you twelve, instead of three hunson of the year are the Edinburgh Literary Journal, dred a-year, and if they have either kept you out of and the books for tourists, whose titles we have copied the treacherous Corrievreckan of matrimony altogether, above. It is right that it should be so ; for, in the merry or blessed you with a fair and gentle being, who has hapmonths of June, and the three which follow, external na- pily not yet begun to show any symptoms of having overture is an unbought book, opened at its brightest and prolific tendencies, then you are a freer and a much most illuminated page, which they who run may read,

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Perhaps you may wish to visit France ? Then take world communicates, by some invisible process, its sun- Reichard's Descriptive Road Book, and Albany's Guide shine to the soul of man; and, passing as it were into a

to Calais, in your pocket, and you cannot go wrong. new state of existence, who does not earnestly long for a Sunny France ! we know thee thoroughly; and now “ beaker full of the warm south,”

that Bonaparte is dead, and his flat-bottomed boats are « Tasting of Flora and the country green,

no longer in the harbour of Boulogne, and that England Dance, and Provençal song, and sunburnt mirth ?" is thy sister-not thy foe-we care not though we tell In more homely phrase, the town becomes too hot to thee that we love thee passing well. It was in the early hold us, and away we dash into the breezy fields in old part of the year 1816 that we first sailed from Ramsgate family chariots, in stage-coaches, on the tops of mails, in to Ostend, to visit thee. We took a short peep into the gigs, in curricles, in stanhopes, in dennets, in waggons, Netherlands and Holland, and then came back to thee by and in carts. All congregations of houses are left silent the way of Rouen. On a delightful morning in May and deserted,—nuts without their kernels,—cages with we crossed the floating bridge at that city, and gained the out their birds,—shells without their fish. From the heights on the left banks of the Seine. We shall be dead time the sun enters Cancer, until he leaves Scorpio, it is to every feeling of the beautiful in nature, when we forin vain to look for human beings in cities. You may find get the view which then burst upon us, a catalogue of them on the tops of hills,—you may find them in the whose leading features would convey no idea of the picdepths of woods, you may find them up to the middle ture as a whole, nor enable the reader to understand how in running streams,—you may find them buried among finely the majestic river, Aowing through an expansive clover,-you may catch them floating upon lakes, --you valley, whose woods and fields smiled in the luxuriance may start them amidst the Righi solitudes, or see them of early summer, contrasted with the sombre and halfpassing in shoals through the Trosachs ; but hope not to melancholy city,—its venerable cathedral, its long narrow encounter them in their accustomed walk “on the Rialto.” streets, and its high antique houses. Then on to Paris. There is a principle in human nature which loathes the And from Paris, in our voiture, to Orleans, Nevers, and dust and the heat, the fever and the fret, of a metropolis, Moulins, till we joined the “ arrowy Rhone” at Lyons, whilst the merry birds are abroad in the blue or dappled where it is no more “ arrowy” than the Tweed is at sky, whilst the mountain bee is wending his devious Peebles, or the Clyde at Glasgow. Down the Rhone we way with an unceasing hum of joy over the heath and went to Avignon, then away south by Montpelier to heather,—whilst “ the mower whets his scythe, and the Toulouse, and then into the Hautes Pyrenees, where we milk-maid singeth blythe," and visions for ever háunt our saw, from the summit of the Pic du Midi, the far-off sleep of

ocean, the shining and winding Garonne, and that noble some melodious plot

amphitheatrical chain of mountains which stretch away Of beechen green, and shadows numberless." towards the frontiers of Spain. Our road homewards

lay through Bourdeaux, Poitiers, Tours, Alençon, Caen, whole, we envy the fate of Master Augustus Fitzbubble. and Havre-de-Grace. This was our first Continental It was at all events preferable to that of a young and ambisummer, and we shall never spend such a summer again tious poet who had already distinguished himself in many in this unsatisfactory world. It was all one gleam of a lady's Album, and who, as he walked along the Jungsunshine, for it was at a period when our heart was easi- frau, was in the very act of composing something delightly touched, and our feelings quickly awakened. No won- ful, when he stepped over a precipice, and had just time der we love the ancestral woods and chateaux of the Saone to wonder what he had done with himself, before he was and Loire, of Vaucluse and Dordogne ! No wonder that dashed into fragments, like the wave of a descending cam the lovely scenes of Guienne, and Anjou, and pastoral taract. The consequence was, that he never wrote ana Normandy, still come back to us through the vista of ther line in a lady's Album. years! We could at this moment take the longest quill Perhaps you may wish to visit Italy? By all means ! in our writing-desk, make it into a pen, and write straight Of with you instantly! Take Vasi's Pictures of the on with it till it became a stump, pouring forth from it principal cities with you; but, for heaven's sake, do not all the time the most glowing descriptions of five hundred go to Italy simply to see sights,—to go through all the individual scenes, all bright in our memory. But we hackneyed routine of wonder and admiration, and, like must check our enthusiasm, and change the theme. the sybarite who was smothered in roses, to kill yourself

Perhaps you may wish to visit Switzerland ? Your with the fatigue of pleasurable emotions, afterwards to soul may long with a deep longing for the Alps, the be dragged an inanimate corpse at the tail of a parrotSimplon, and the Glaciers,—for one intense gaze on the tongued cicerone. Enter Italy with your own wellRhine, Geneva, and Lucerne, - - one glorious ramble stored mind, your own free thoughts, your guide-book, through Clarens and Lausanne. Then take with you and your map. The most glorious land in all the world Wall's new edition of Ebel's Guide through Switzerland, lies before you, bending, like a fruit-tree in autumn, under and you may safely plunge away into the abysses of the a load of golden associations, which you may shake at Julian, Noric, Carnic, Rhetian, and Helvetic Alps. If will into your own lap, and of which you can never diyou are lost in the Canton of Zug, or frozen to death, on minish the number, for, “ uno avulso, non deficit alter." the 22d of July, on St Gothard, or get yourself jammed Neither tie yourself down to any slavish system, nor in, as we once did for three hours, in the entrance to the make it a rule to be delighted because others are delight

Grotto of Balme, or slip through a cleft of the Glaciers, ed. The great mob of persons who visit Italy hare or tumble over the Devil's Bridge,-it must be your own about as much soul as their portmanteaus. Their impufault. Besides, your death will be a picturesque one, and dence in going thither, where they have no more right ten to one whether you will ever be missed. The num to be than in the garden of the Hesperides, is rank and ber of tourists who are swallowed up by avalanches, or glaring. There are scenes which lose some of their halwho fall over icy precipices every year in Switzerland, is lowing influence, when we know that stock-brokers and immense ; and, on the whole, it is an easy and desirable common-councilmen have cast their evil eyes upon them. mode of death. Look at that pic-nic party, for example, To travel worthily through Italy is no slight task, and

- consisting of one or two chatty elderly ladies, with their implies a mind of no mean intellectual powers and atwell-fed, goodnatured-looking husbands - old baronets, tainments. All animals who affix an aspirate to words perhaps, and shareholders in a respectable banking esta- beginning with a vowel, should be whipped out of it, blishment in London, fat and comfortable,—their daugh- and hung in chains on the frontiers, in terroren. All ters, and their daughters' friends, their sons, and their animals who affect to admire what they do not under. sons' friends,—the young ladies all very gay in white sa-stand, who know nothing of the ancient Roman tongue, tin bonnets, pelerins, and parasols,—and the young gen- who take no interest in the fine arts, to whom poetry is tlemen exceedingly smart, each in a fashionable sum a dead letter, and music an annoyance, who think all mer costume ;-well, this pic-nic party, having selected a rivers very much alike, and the Appian way greatly indelightful spot to spread their table-cloth in the valley of ferior to Fleet Street, should be treated after a similar Grindelwald, and having produced their cold fowls and fashion, with this difference, that their bodies should be their Johannisberg, are quite enraptured with the sur- given for dissection, to prevent the anatomical lecturers rounding scene, and prodigiously hungry, and all very from complaining any longer of a dearth of subjects. witty; and Master Augustus Fitzbubble is in the very Perhaps, being a Scotchman, you may wish to visit act of pulling a merry-thought with Miss Celestina Ame- England ? It is a highly proper wish, and cannot be lia Tims, when a queer sort of noise is heard above on too speedily gratified. The indefatigable Samuel Leigh the Shreckhorn. Every body looks up; but, just as they will supply you with an admirable pocket road-book; or, look up, down comes an avalanche or a bit of a glacier! what do you think of the eighteenth edition of Paterson's and in one moment the chatty elderly ladies are no more, Roads, one of the very best itineraries in any language ? and the worthy baronets, rather inclining to be round with regard to your route, if you ask our private and bellied, are as flat as pancakes, and not a whit liker bar confidential opinion as a friend, we seriously advise you ronets than they are like beer-barrels,-and the young to limit yourself this season to Westmoreland. There ladies in the white satin bonnets, and the young gentle you will find yourself in the midst of enchantment and men, each in a fashionable summer costume, are all as variety enough to last you for months. If you start completely dead, and as thoroughly ground to powder, as from Edinburgh, one day takes you to either Penrith or if they had lain in the earth a hundred years,—and Kendal, and from either of these places, the Lakes and Master Augustus Fitzbubble and Miss Celestina Amelia all their beautiful scenery are at your command. Suppose Tims are, in every human probability, still grasping the you set out from Penrith ;—you cross the country (and a chicken's merrythought twenty fathoms down under the rich and fertile country it is) to Ulls Water; you sail up mountainous mass of ice; and of all the pic-nic party Ulls Water, (about nine miles,) and, when you come in nothing now is visible but a single blue plate containing sight of Patterdale, and the mountains at the head, with the a small slice of cold tongue, which, by some unaccount- long glens running up between them, in several instances able mystery, has escaped untouched. Yet there is the wild and profound, and in others soft and green, and full Shreckhorn, and the Wetterhorn, and the Mettenberg, of trees and cottages, if you are not smitten with deep still lifting calmly their sunny peaks far into the blue delight, not unsanctified with a touch of awe, you may as sky, and looking perfectly innocent and unconscious of well come back to Edinburgh with all expedition, drink the catastrophe which has taken place. And why should thirteen bottles of port at a sitting, and be found dead in they not ? Is it not as well that our pic-nic party has your bed next morning. Hark! there is thunder among died in the valley of the Grindelwald, as of a set of painful the mountains ;-how splendidly the echoes prolong the and lingering diseases in their respective beds ? On the peal! Is it not noble ihus to stand on the summit of

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Danmallet, among the ruins of what was once a Roman Johnstone, and its excellent letter-press, very carefully station, and see the storm sailing by? From Patterdale and skilfully compiled, is altogether one of the most eleyou proceed by Brotherswater, and, passing through the gant and meritorious works of the kind with which we fine mountainous Pass of Kirkstone, you descend on are acquainted. Windermere, the glory of the English lakes! Fix your head-quarters at one of its three villages Ambleside, The Natural History of Selborne. By the late Reverend Lowood, or Bowness—for our own part, we should pre Gilbert White, A.M., Fellow of Oriel College, Oxfer Bowness—and thence make excursions to Rydal and ford. With Additions, by Sir William Jardine, Bart. Grassmere, where Wordsworth lives,-up Troutbeck, Being Constable's Miscellany, Vol. XLV. Edinburgh. away south to Furness Abbey, one of the most interest Constable & Co. 1829. ing old abbeys in England, and rendered now more interesting than ever by Professor Wilson's fine poem con

“ The attention that, of late years," says Sir William cerning it in Blackwood's Magazine for this month,—

Jardine, the Editor of the present volume, " has been deaway north by Esthwaite and Hawkeshead (the village voted to the study of Natural History, and its importwith the white church tower) to Coniston Water, thence ance to our commerce, manufactures, and domestic ecothrough Yewdale into Tilberthwaite and Little Lang- nomy, must render every attempt to increase or simplify dale, where we beseech you not to forget to look at Col

our knowledge of it at once praiseworthy and desirable ; with Waterfall, and thence to High Skelwith, where you and it is hoped, will be a sufficient apology for the reprint may look from a hill over Elter Water into Great Lang- of a work which has already gone through several edidale

, and bless your stars that ever you were born,--and tions.” We heartily agree with Sir William in thinking, so back to Windermere. Then, after a sojourn of many that the conductors of Constable’s Miscellany have done days, and after all the islands, and headlands, and bays, well in presenting the public with a cheap and carefully of that delightful lake are familiar to you, you may pro- revised edition of this ingenious and useful work, which, ceed to Keswick, and feast your not yet satiated eyes with

as most of our readers are aware, consists of a series of Derwent Water, Skiddaw, the Borrowdale rocks, Low- letters addressed to several distinguished naturalists, writdore, and so on to Bassenthwaite Water and Buttermere. ten in a clear and elegant style, and containing varied inFrom such scenery as this you will carry away with you formation upon most subjects connected with the Natural thoughts and recollections that will enrich your future History of his age ; for the researches made by Mr White kife, but never dream of describing it. It has cast its in Selborne and the surrounding district embrace a wide shadow into the mirror of your soul; but hope not with range of science. He resided in his native village, followthe breath of words to produce an effect similar to that ing out his favourite pursuits, from the year 1752_by which the great handiwork of nature can alone accom

which time he had been admitted one of the senior Procplish.

tors of the University of Oxford—to the year 1793, when Perhaps you may wish to visit, not having visited be- he closed his peaceful and industrious life. Since that fore, or, having often visited before, to visit again, the time, modern discoveries have considerably advanced the beauties and the wonders of your native Scotland? There state of knowledge in the scientific world, and Mr White's cannot be a more virtuous desire ; and, turn thee where work consequently required a commentator. thou wilt, Scotland is ready for thee! She is ready for sons could have been found more fit to undertake this task thee from her Tweed to her Spey ;-she is ready for thee than Sir William Jardine, whose acquirements, as a nawith all her lochs, her mountains, and her glens ;-her turalist, are well known and universally appreciated. He cities, her islands, and her waterfalls ;-her rocks, her certainly has every right to be included among the “ obfriths, and her forests ;-she is ready for thee with her servatores pauci,” spoken of by Scopoli in the motto afwarm hearts, her bright eyes, and her noble deeds ;-she fixed to the Introduction, “ qui scientiæ mysteriis initiati, is ready for thee with her flood of ancient song, her rite colligunt, collecta examinant, discrimina quærunt, nastately castles, and her grey time-honoured tombs ! Do

turæ arcana rimantur.” Nor has Sir William made a | you ask us for a guide-book ?—the best is your own heart; sinecure of his present office of Editor. The volume is

and the next best is the Scottish Tourist and Itinerary, thickly strewed with notes and memoranda, which correct published by Messrs Stirling & Kenney of Edinburgh, the mistakes and supply the deficiencies of White. with its highly judicious letter-press, excellent maps, and specimen, we shall present our readers with the following very prettily executed views. Nor do we say this to the excellent remarks on the interesting subject of the migraslightest disparagement of the Traveller's Guide through tion of birds, which, in our opinion, condenses into small Scotland, nor of the Pleasure Tours in Scotland—both space a far more satisfactory account of this curious subexcellent works, which have been given to the public ject than could be collected from all the scattered notices under the auspices of Mr John Thomson of Edinburgh, given by the naturalist of Selborne : nor of our old friend Samuel Leigh's Pocket Road Book

The MIGRATION OF Birds.-—“The subject of migration of Scotland, for the accuracy and utility of which we can appears to have been a very favourite one with our author, vouch.

occupying the greater part of many of his subsequent letters, But the longest summer will come to an end at last, sometimes seems puzzled with regard to the possibility of

and evidently often the subject of his private thoughts. He and, as the French song says—“ Nous revenons toujours many of the migrating species being able to undergo the faaux nos premiers amours," which means, that ere many tigue of long or continued journeys; and often wishes alweeks elapse, thousands of stragglers will return once most to believe, though contrary to his better judgment, more to "Auld Reekie.” Nor will they return unwill- that some of them enter into a regular torpidity. We find ingly, for “ Auld Reekie” is the queen of cities ; and torpidity, occurring among animals, fishes, the amphibiæ, when the face of the skies is changed, and the November and reptiles, and among insects ; but we have never found winds begin to blow, and the woods and fields are bare, among birds. Their frames are adapted to a more exten

any authenticated instance of this provision taking place and the mountains belted with mists; and when the Par- sive locomotive power; and the change to climates more conliament House meets for the long session, and Alma genial to their constitutions, preventing the necessity of any Mater collects together her students like a hen collecting actual change in the system, is supplied to those animals her chickens, and the Theatre opens, and concerts com deprived of the power for extensive migration, by a tempo mence, and evening parties look brilliant, then do we

rary suspension of most of the faculties which, in other cirknow the value of our romantic town, and all its jewel- cumstances, would be entirely destroyed. Birds, it is true, coal and gas-light comforts. Then also may be perused, birds of passage, in what has been called a torpid state, and

are occasionally found in holes, particularly our summer with delight, the fifth edition of Stark's Picture of Edin- have revived upon being placed in a warmer temperature; burgh, which, with its new set of beautiful and spirited but this, I consider, has always been a suspended animaengravings on steel by those very clever artists, the Messrs tion, where all the functions were entirely bound up as in

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