Thus Southey, with soft Della Cruscan flim flam, Or the grave will envelop thy form, fame, and rhyme, sir. (f) equalled, by any former translator of the poem in question. It has been said that the present Lord Thurlow, since his nuptials with the accomplished Miss Bolton, has determined to make that lady a participator in his future poetical ebullitions, in which case I sincerely wish that this literary co-partnership may be productive of success. (f) However Sir Noodle may prove himself correct in most instances, I cannot altogether agree with his stricture upon Mr. Coleridge's literary acquirements; which have, in many instances, placed him in a respectable point of view. That he has been too much indulged in the new vamped-up school I am free to confess, but I cannot in justice refrain from allowing him those merits to which he is entitled on the score of feeling and sen Wordsworth. Que diversus abis? Whither dost thou wand'ring run ? A THOUGH verging in track by our laureat profess'd, sibility. Advice I allow to be necessary, but the judgment so harshly delivered in the conclusive line of Scribblecumdash I must state to be indecorous, and such as by no means applies to the poetical acquirements of the gentleman above cited. So in hopes that the Poet, of whom I now prate, (g) Having already descanted upon Mr. Wordsworth's talents as a poet, in my annotations upon the present laureat, I conceive it altogether superfluous to dilate further upon the subject, except it be to assure the above gentleman that I grant him every praise, as a writer appealing to the heart. I have, myself, very frequently owned the potency of his spells, which if uncontaminated by foppish singularity of style would place him in the most envied situation as a sterling delineator of the pathetic. Mrs. Henry Tighe. Quem circumcursans hinc illinc sepe Cupido Fulgebat crocina candidus in tunica. Catullus While arch young Cupid round me flutt'ring flew, In his rich mantle, deck'd of Tyrian hue. THO' slumb'ring my Minstrel, and cold in the tomb, Her ashes waft widely a fragrant perfume; The genius of Tighe robing Psyche with grace, And to Cupid assigning a rapturous race: Here taste, fancy, reading, their requisites grant, Which, combin'd, yield a theme that must always enchant; For purity reigns with the faith of the dove, May check would-be writers, and thus prevent satire. (h) So many ladies have written, and still continue to produce trash, that no praise offered at the shrine of feminine excellence should be deemed fulsome; since the panegyric may prompt such unfortunate essayists to consult the productions of the personage so extolled, from whose style they may perhaps be prompted to correct their own effusions, or, if endowed with sense, to discriminate their natural inability, discard the pen, and thus relinquish all literary claims for ever. Independently of the poem of Cupid and Psyche, the lady now under Sir Noodle's review produced numerous other short effusions, all of which are characterized by every requisite that could tend to adorn a female of the most refined taste and exquisite sensibility. |