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VOL. 4.]

Time's Telescope-Illustration of Saints' Days, &e.




He was the youngest son of King Etheldred; but as all his elder brothers were either dead, or had fled away, he succeeded to the crown of England in He collected all the

may easily be supposed, were worthy arable, the church of St. Denis will its antiquity and high destination; and probably resume, ere long, its antient fretted vaults, and storied windows, and majesty, rich shrines, and marble altars, combined their influence to heighten its majesty, and to awe and delight the spectator. It was served by a numerous fraternity of learned and holy monks fumes of incense ascended daily from its altars; and morning, noon, and the year 1042. night, the tones of the organ, and the most useful laws made by the Saxon notes of the choir, echoed from its and Danish kings. The additional tivaults. Such was St. Denis in its glory; tle of Confessor was probably given and such I beheld it in the year 1790. him by the pope for settling what was In 1802, I revisited it. The ruins then called Rome-Scot, but now is betof the abbey strewed the ground. The ter known by the name of Peter's Pence. church stood stript and profaned; the The monks asoribed a number of mirwind roared through the unglazed win- acles to him; even his vestments were dows, and murmured round the vaults; reputed holy. His crown, chair, staff, the rain dropt from the roof, and delu- spurs, &c. are still used at the coronaged the pavement; the royal dead had tion of our English kings. been torn from the repositories of de- SAINT LUKE THE EVANGELIST.-OCT. 18. parted greatness; the bones of heroes SAINT CRISPIN.-OCTOBER 25. had been made the playthings of chil- Two brothers, Crispinus and Crispidren, and the dust of monarchs had been anus, were born at Rome; whence they scattered to the wind. The clock travelled to Soissons in France, about alone remained in the tower, tolling the year 303, to propapate the Chrisevery quarter, as if to measure the time tian religion. Being desirous, however, permitted to the abomination of desola- of rendering themselves independent, tion, and to record each repeated act of they gained a subsistence by shoe-masacrilege and impiety. king. It having been discovered that

ST. SIMON AND ST. JUDE, Apostles..


The inhabitants of the town made re- they privately embraced the Christian presentations to Buonaparte on the sub- faith, and endeavoured to make proseject, and were flattered with hopes and lytes of the inhabitants, the governor of promises. Still, however, reparations the town immediately ordered them to were neglected, and the progress of ruin be beheaded, about the year 308. From was rapid. At length the Emperor this time the shoe-makers chose them undertook what the First Consul had for their tutelar saints. neglected; St. Denis was destined to receive the ashes of the imperial dynasty; and orders were issued to render It appears that St. Simon's and St. it worthy in every respect of the hon- Jude's Day was accounted rainy as ours that awaited it. The royal vaults well as St. Swithin's. And we learn were cleared, repaired, and in many re- from Holinshed, that, in 1536, when a spects considerably improved. The battle was appointed to have been subterraneous chapels were re-establish- fought upon this day between the king's ed, and three of them fitted up with troops and the rebels in Yorkshire, that exquisite taste, and devoted to the mem- so great a quantity of rain fell upon the ory of the preceding dynasties. In eve thereof, as to prevent the battle these chapels, prayers were daily offered from taking place. up for the repose of the Merovingian,


Carlovingian, and Capetian princes. The following ceremonies are obserThe reparation has been continued by ved by the Sheriffs of London, when Louis XVIII. and, excepting the stain- they take their oaths at Westminster. ed windows, the loss of which is irrep- On the day after Michaelmas day, or,


Intelligence: Literary and Philosophical.

[VOL. 4 if that day fall on Sunday, on the in the high road from the Temple to Monday following, the Lord Mayor Westminster, but now no longer exists) and Aldermen proceed from Guildhall, are then called forth to do their suit and and the two Sheriffs, with their respective service; when an officer of the court, in companies, from their particular hall; the presence of the senior alderman, and, having embarked on the Thames, produces 6 horse shoes and 61 hobnails, his lordship in the city barge, and the which he counts over in form before the sheriffs in the company's barge, they cursitor baron; who, on this particular go, in aquatic state, to Palace Yard. occasion, is the immediate representative They then proceed to the Court of of the sovereign. The whole of the Exchequer; where, after the usual numerous company then embark in their salutations to the bench (the cursitor barges, and return to Blackfriars' Bridge, baron presiding,) the recorder presents where the state carriages are in waiting. the two sheriffs; the several writs are Hence they proceed to the company's then read, and the sheriffs and the senior hall, and partake of an elegant dinner. under-sheriff take the usual oaths. The On the election of a builiff at Kidderceremony on this occasion, in the Court minster, the inhabitants assemble in the of Exchequer, which vulgar error sup- principal streets to throw cabbage stalks poses to be an unmeaning farce, is at each other. The town-house bell solemn and impressive; nor have the gives signal for the affray. This is called new sheriffs the least connexion either lawless hour. This done (for it lasts an with chopping of sticks, or counting of hour,) the bailiff elect and corporation in hobnails. The tenants of a manor in their robes, preceded by drums and fifes Shropshire are directed to come forth to (for they have no waits,) visit the old do their suit and service: on which the and new bailiff, constables, &c. &c. senior alderman below the chair steps attended by the mob. In the mean forward, and chops a single stick, in time, the most respectable families in token of its having been customary for the neighbourhood are invited to meet the tenants of that manor to supply their and fling apples at them on their entrance. lord with fuel. The owners of a forge More than forty pots of apples have in the parish of St. Clement (which been expended at one house. formerly belonged to the city, and stood

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From the Monthly Magazines for August, 1818. A NOTHER National Novel, from the pen of Lady Morgan, is in the press, entitled Florence Macarthy. A correspondent observes, that the style of Romance, of which the author of the Wild Irish Girl was the original inventor, still remains in her exclusive possession: for though Miss Edgeworth has depicted with great fidelity and incomparable humour the manners of the lower classes of the Irish,---and though the author of Waverly has left imperishable monuments of Scottish peculiarities, yet the illustration, by example, of the consequences of great errors in domestic policy, with a view to internal amelioration, has not apparently entered into the plans of those authors.

M. Kotzebue is preparing for publication his Account of the Russian Embassy to Persia. It will appear at the same time at London and Weimar.

Speedily will appear, Sermons, by the Rev. C. R. Maturin, Curate of St. Peter's Dublin,

in octavo.

Mr. Colburn has just received from the Continent, and is preparing for immediate publication, the Life of Las Casas ap to his return from St. Helena, communicated by

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Capt. Golownin, the Narrative of whose Captivity has been recently published, is printing Recollections of Japan, comprising an account of the people and of the country.

There have been recently discovered in the parish of Motteston, on the south side of the Isle of Wight, the bones of that stupendous animal supposed to be the Mammoth, or Mastadon: several of the vertebræ, or

joints of the backbone, measure thirty-six inches in circumference; they correspond exactly in form, colour and texture, with [* See the last and present No. of the Atheneum.j

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the bones found in plenty on the banks of the Ohio, in North America, in a vale called by the Indians Big-bone Swamp.

Lieutenant Kotzebue arrived on the 17th of June at Portsmouth, in the Russian ship Rurick, from his voyage of discovery, which lasted two years and eleven months. In the course of this voyage, which was at first directed towards the north, he fell in with a singular ice-berg of great magnitude, which not only had part of its surface covered with earth and mould, bearing trees and vegetable productions, but a portion of its water-line covered with a shore formed by a deposit of the earthy matter washed down from the more elevated situations. On this shore a landing was effected, and considerable remains of the mammoth were found in such a state of putrefaction as to produce an intolerable stench. The Rurick brought away some of the tusks and other parts of these immense animals, which had probably been preserved frozen for many ages, till the mass of ice which inclosed them, put in motion by some unknown cause, reached a more temperate latitude.

Usher, the Clown of the Theatre, in consequence of a wager, set off in a machine like a washing-tub, drawn by four geese, at half-past twelve o'clock, from below Sonthwark bridge, and passed under four bridges, and arrived at half-past two at Cumberland Gardens. A pole extended from the machine in which he sat, to which the geese were harnessed. For some time they were quite tractable, and he went on swimmingly, but at times they were quite restive, and not easily managed. A great number of persons accompanied him in boats, and several viewed the whimsical expedition from the bridges. After completing it, he offered, for a wager of 100 guineas, to return from thence through the centre arch of London Bridge; but no person would accept the challenge.

Major Gen. Letellier shot himself lately at Paris, in consequence of the grief he felt for the loss of his wife, who died a few weeks since, of the injury she received from the upsetting of her carriage. She was only nineteen years of age. Her distracted husband, before committing the dreadful act, wrapped round him a shawl belonging to her whose death he so deplored; and in his left hand was found a lock of her hair.

The statue of Memnon, sent from Egypt by Mr. Salte as a present to the British Museum, now lies in the Museum yard, and consists of one solid block of granite, weighing about nine tons. The face is in high preservation, and remarkably expressive. The same ship also brought presents of antiquity from the Bey of Tripoli to the Prince Regent, consisting of columns, cornices, chapiters, &c. found at Lebida. The columns are mostly of one solid piece, one weighing near fifteen tons, and being twentwo feet in length. They were selected by Capt. W. H. Smyth, of the royal navy, in which he was assisted by the British consul at Tripoli.


not place in more secure hands. So careful
was the priest of his trust, that having on the
road to town, brought it for security about,
his person to bed, he fancied, that in the
course of the night, a man stood over him
with a pistol in his hand, demanding the
money, which was then the subject of his
thoughts. Determined to protect himself and
the money from the supposed robber, he made
a sudden blow at the imaginary pistol, with
such force, that he unfortunately struck his
arm against the bed-post so as to fracture it,
and render amputation necessary.
The un-
fortunate clergyman had requested 48 hours
time to consider whether or not he should
submit to a sacrifice which (according to the
regulations of the Romish church) for ever
renders him unfit for the priesthood. The
following day he suffered his arm to be am-

Pompeii.---The rubbish and ashes which
overwhelmed the city of Pompeii centuries-
since, have been in a great degree removed;
our travellers are now visiting its streets,
inspecting its buildings, houses, and tombs :
and from their antiquity, it is a subject of
great astonishment to find many of them
in so perfect order. They have been so
long buried from view, and from any
changes of air or of habitation, that they
now come out, as it were, as fresh as when
they were first lost to society. The destruc-
tion is stated to hear date Å. D. 63, in the
ninth year of Nero, by earthquake, which
succeeded about sixteen years the volcanic
eruption, which serves to account for the
imperfect state of the buildings, apparently
from their fragments, of too massy a nature
to have suffered ruin by merely the ashes
of the volcano. Mr. Gall says, that
natural inference to be drawn from an in-
spection on the spot seems to be, that the
hot pumice-stone fell in successive showers,
and not in one mass; had the latter been
the case, the city must indeed have be-
come the tomb of its inhabitants, whereas
comparatively few skeletons have been
found." It affords an awful sensation, not
very easy for words to describe, when the
visitors of these ruins first enter the city.
pass through several streets of uninhabited
buildings, and find themselves among the
tombs of the Scauri, and of some of the
most eminent men whose names have given
historical interest even to modern times,
and look round with astonishment to find
no person whom they can address as a ci-
tizen of the town; nor any persons yet
prepared to restore these once elegant.
dwellings to domestic life.


The School-Fellows: a moral tale; by the author of "the Twin Sisters," &c. &c.

The Maid of Killarney, or Albion and Flora; a modern tale: in which are interwoven some cursory remarks on religion and politics. 3s. 6d.

A Treatise on the Culture and Management of Fruit Trees: in which a new method of pruning and training is fully described; by W. Forsyth, F. A. S. 19s. Boadim Castle, in six cantos; with notes.


A consultation of seven physicians,together with surgeon Richars, was held on the Rev. W. O'Conner, from the county of Galway, who, on coming to town upon some business The Physiognomist: by the author of of his own, was requested by a friend, resid-"the Bachelor and Married Man." 3 vols. ing in that county, to convey with him a 12mo. 16s. 6d.

large sum of money for certain purposes, The Nun of Santa Maria di Tindaro: by which the gentleman was confident, he could L. S. Stanhope. 3 vols. 16s. 6d.


Original Poetry.

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From the New Monthly Magazine, August 1818.


AND wilt thou weep when I am low?---. Sweet Lady, speak those words again! Yet, if they grieve thee, say not so;

I would not give thy bosom pain. My heart is sad---my hopes are gone--My blood runs coldly through my breast: And when I perish, thou alone

Wilt sigh above my place of rest. And yet, methinks, a beam of peace Doth through my cloud of anguish shine; And, for a while, my sorrows cease

To know that heart hath felt for mine!

O Lady! blessed be that tear,

It falls for one who cannot weep; Such precious drops are doubly dear To those whose eyes no tears may steep. Sweet Lady! once my heart was warm With every feeling soft as thine; But beauty's self has ceased to charm A wretch---created to repine! Then wilt thou weep when I am low ?--Sweet Lady! speak those words again! Yet, if they grieve thee, say not so;

I would not give thy bosom pain!

From the same.

The following Verses, in the hand-writing of
Burns, are copied from a Bank-note in the
possession of a Gentleman at Dumfries. The
Note is of the Bank of Scotland, and dated
as far back as the 1st of March, 1780.

WeWoource of my woe and grief!--

AE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf-

For lack of thee I've lost my lass;
For lack of thee I shrimp my glass!
I see the children of affliction
Unaided thro' thy curs'd restriction;
I've seen th' oppressor's cruel smile
Amid his hapless victims spoil :

For lack of thee I leave this much lov'd shore,
Never, perhaps, to greet old Scotland more!
R. B. Kyle.

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First save us from the blue fiend's realm,
Whose fogs the fainting soul o'erwhelm:
From gloomy frost our colonies

Of gay and busy thoughts release,
That far in search of gems and flow'rs
Have stray'd from safe domestic bow'rs;
Like the lost race which home again
Norwegia's pastor call'd in vain,
When savage Greenland's giant shore
They tempted, and returned no more.*

Alas! thus Folly's venturers roam
From the calm temperate zone of Home,
Of gaudy toys and plumes in quest,
Till bitter gales their speed arrest,
And bare and bruis'd their bark is hurl'd
On the cold Arctic of the world,
To dwell bound up in icy chains,
While Life's long polar winter reigns,
In pomp magnificently drear
As the blank ice-field's dismal glare,
Unless, like thee, some gentle star
Of kind affection gleams from far,
And leads to social duty's track
The long-bewilder'd wanderers back.

Spirit of Hope! at thy command
You scowling death-clime sball grow bland--
Come, and with playful meteors fill
Stern Winter's empire dim and chill!
While icewinds breathe their cold monsoon,
Be thou th'unchanging Arctic Moon,
That dark and devious regions through
May lead the pilgrim's frail canoe
To some bright cove, where long unseen
Our kindred hearts have shelter'd been !---
And though within the dread control
Of that dark zone that binds the pole,
The needle from its place may turn,
And loadstones new attraction learn,
The true heart shall not lose its skill---
Home, home shall be its magnet still!
August, 1818.

From the Literary Gazette, July, 1818. THE OAKS.


From Körner.---Written when Germany was under the French yoke, 1811. VENING begins---Day's voices all are still--


Yet ruddier looks the Sun's departing

Here underneath these sinuous boughs I sit,
And mournful thoughts my bosom overflow.
Faithful mementos of more ancient times!
In life's fair green your branches still are

You are the same that former ages knew,
Splendid as then appears your leafy vest.
Time has destroy'd a thousand noble works,
And much of beauty early yields its

Now glimmering through your wreaths of
glossy leaves,

The sinking evening reddens into death.

* In 1406, the seventeenth bishop of a colony settled at East Greenland was prevented from reaching them by a prodigious barrier ofice, and their fate has never been ascertained,

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And when in Autumn your brown leaves shali fall,

For you they droop, for you alone they fade,

To call a progeny successive forth,

In spring to clothe you with delightful shade.

Fine image of Germania's ancient worth, As once to past, and better days 'twas known,

When her brave sons, supporting well her cause,

Died to uphold their monarch and his throne!

Ah! what avails it to recall my grief, That grief is known throughout my native land!

My country! once superior to the world, Thou low art fallen---yet thy green oaks August, 1818.


C. R---g.

But hark! while I thus musing stand,
Pours on the gale an airy note,
And breathing from a viewless band,
Soft silvery tones around me float.
They cease---but still a voice I hear,

A whispered voice of hope and joy---
Thy hour of rest approaches near,
Prepare thee, mortal! thou must die!
Yet start not! on thy closing eyes
A sun of milder radiance rise,
Another day shall still unfold;


Shall the poor worm that shocks thy sight,
A happier age of joys unfold.
Thus rise in new-born lustre bright,
The humblest form in nature's train,

And yet the emblem teach in vain ?
Ah! where were once her golden eyes,
Her glitt'ring wings of purple pride?
Conceal'd beneath a rude disguise!
A shapeless mass to earth allied.
Like thee, the helpless reptile lived,
Like thee, she toiled, like thee she spun ;
Like thine, her closing hour arrived,

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Her labours ceased, her web was done. And shalt thou, number'd with the dead, No happier state of being know? And shall no future sorrow shed,

On thee a beam of brighter glow ?

Is this the bound of Power Divine,

To animate an insect frame?
Or shall not he who moulded thine,
Wake at his will the vital flame ?
Go, mortal! in thy reptile state,
Enough to know to thee is given;

THE BIRTH OF THE BUTTERFLY. Go, and the joyful truth relate,

From La Belle Assemblee.

WThe offspring of enraptured May,

THEN, bursting forth to life and light,

The butterfly, on pinions bright,
Launched in full splendor on the day.
Unconscious of a mother's care,
No infant wretchedness it knew ;
But, as she felt the vernal air,

At once to full perfection grew.

Her slender form, etherial light,

Her velvet textured wings unfold, With all the rainbow's colours bright, And dropt with spots of burnish'd gold. Trembling awhile with joy she stood, And felt the sun's enlivening ray, Drank from the skies the vital flood,


And wondered at her plumage gay. And balanc'd oft her broidered wings, Thro' fields of air prepared to sail Then on her ventrous journey springs, And floats along the rising gale. Go, child of pleasure, range the fields--Taste all the joys that spring can give--Partake what bounteous summer yields, And live while yet 'tis thine to live. Go sip the rose's fragrant dew--The lily's honied cup explore--From flower to flower the search renew, And rifle all the woodbine's store. And let me trace thy vagrant flight, Thy moments, too, of short repose: And mark thee when, with fresh delight, Thy golden pinions ope and close.

Frail child of earth, bright heir of heaven! [Taylor's Anec. of Insects]

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