Sidor som bilder


The mind's taper burns bright, the heart S á la gracia materna el gusto ayuntas

springs to the muses, Y cordura del Padre, o bello Infante,

When nectar its magical virtue infuses; Serás feliz, y lo serás bastante;

To me far more grateful the tavern's pure Mas, si felicidad guieres completa,

juices, Sé, como Rizo, alegre, sé un atleta. Than what my Lord's butler with water re

duces. Illyrian.

Appropriate the stamp which from nature Ako ti sjagnu_Otçieve kriposti

each bore ; Budesc zadrusciti-majçinu ghisdavost,

No stanzas when hungry and parched do I Prisladki ditichiu-, srichjansi zadosti.

pour ;

Beyond me, if famished, the schoolboy may Ako pak narav–ti budesc sliditi Rizza privesela—, gnegovu i nasladost,

And hunger and thirst like the grave I abhor. Srichjnia od tebe-nechiesce viditi. The strains I indite mate the wine in my glass;

Not a verse I can scrawl when I'm fasting, Hebrew.


Or, if I attempt it, I find i'm an ass ;

Though Naso himself in my cups I surpass.
The poet's fine phrenzy to feel is not mine,
Till from table I rise with my skin full of

wine ;
When my brain owns the influence of Bac.

chus divine, Then then comes the glow-then Apollo ! I'm thine!



הָכְמַת אָבִיךְ לָךְ יִהְיֶה יוֹפִי שְׁמֶךְ לָךְ תוֹפִיעַ עזוז לֵב רִיצוֹ לָךְ תַרְנִיעַ נָס חַיֵי שָׁלוֹם אַתָה תִהְיָה



VERSES, by a Young Man of Trinity Col. No II.

lege, Cambridge, upon being denied by the

Dean (along with another scholar) the I.

office of reading grace, on account of the

lack of personal comeliness and other qua-* LINES by WALTER DE MAPES, Arch

lifications, though they eventually proved, deacon of Oxford, and the Anacreon of

respectively, the Senior Medallist and Sca England.

nior Wrangler of their year. Misi est propositum in taberna mori :

Una ibant Juvenes duo
Visam sit appositum morientis ori;
Ut dicant cum venerint angelorum chori

Ripam ad flumineam forte; silentium

Triste ambos tenet, et dolor. Deus sit propitius huic potatori."

Luctus causa eadem, culpa eadem. Deus Poculis accenditur animi lucerna:

Pleno non dederat loqui Cor imbutum nectare volat ad superna.

Ore ; at lingua minus congrua gutturi, Mihi sapit dulcius vinum in taberna

Et tornata male, invidet Quam quod aqua miscuit præsulis pincerna.

Nequa verba sonent sesquipedalia.

Tum, par flebile turturum,
Sum cuique proprium dat natura munus. Alterno incipiunt cum gemitu. B.Scelus
Ego aunquam potui scribere jejunus :

Quid feci in proprium Larem,
Me jejunum vincere posset puer unus Ut me tu, Juvenum sancte Pater, vetes
Sitim et jejunium odi tanquam funus.

Pransuris benedicerc !
Tales versus facio quale vinum bibo ;

R.Sprevisti quoque me; muneris at memor Non possum scibere, nisi sumpto cibo.

Flamen fidus eram tibi." Nihil valet penitus quod jejunus cribo,

B." At quamvis mihi vox barbara Vandalum, Nasonem post calices facile præibo.

Et raucum sonuit Gothum :"

R. “ Quamvis et statua sim taciturnior, Mihi nunquam spiritus prophetiæ datur, Et multum timeo loqui ;" Nisi cum fuerit venter bene satur,

B. Quamvis ora magis cardine dissona Cum in arce cerebri Bacchus dominatur A quo janua vertitur :" la me Phæbus irruit ac miranda fatur. R.Quamvis me superat ventus et improbus,

Per rimam tenuem strepens :".

B. Quamvis me superant Indica tympana, May my life in a tavern fleet joyous away, Incus pulsave malleo :" With a flask at my lips as my spirits decay; R.Quamvis me superat pullus avis querens, That angels descending to fetch me, may say, Si nido gcnetrix abest" * Heaven's blessing on him who thus mois- B. Non flavens meruit dedecus hoc coma, tens his clay.”

Aut gressus pedis impares :"

R. Nec nos hoc tulimus jure, quia in genis O digne Tu, qui Socraticus puer
Nostris gratia non nitet :"

Ires, Athene quem legerent suum ;
B. At me Pythagoras seliget ut suum, Omnisque jactaret repostum
Æternumque silens bibam

Populcis Academus umbris !
Doctrinam er liquido fonte Matheseos :"
R. " At nobis Lyra vox erit,

En ipsa Te quam Granta colit dcam
Dum corvi veluti grex alius strepunt.

Votisque et alma prosequitur prece !

Fallorne ? vel te jam morantem Imitated.

Voce pia tenet allocuta. Down to the river's side,

" At o beatis edibus eriens Silent and sad of heart, went Govnsmen twain ;

Dilecte, sis nostri merito memor, In cause of grief they vied,

Ædes relicturus togamque et And vied in crime: to pour the flowing strain

Plena meis loca disciplinis. Of words they strove in vain ;

Sis semper olim, qualis es, artium Unfitted to its seat, and coarsely hung, Sciens bonarum ! sit pietas tibi, IlI could their faultering tongue

Sit musa cordi! Teque sive Articulate “ the long-resounding line."

Patribus annumerat Senatus ; Then with alternate whine,

Sive otiosus fallis, idoneus As moan two turtle-doves, they mourn :

Sponsæ et fideli conjugio,Tuus
B. “ What sin

Virtute ( dices ) veritate
Against these walls, O Dean,
Is mine, that me thus sternly thy behest

Granta, fui studiisque totus !'

(Cooke, Regal. Coll. Lit. Gr. Prof.) Forbids to bless the feast?" R. “ Me, too, thou'st spurn'd; yet, mind.

Imitated. ful of my cue,

O may the Muse of sprightliest vein, * To thee thy priest was true." B. " But though my struggling throat's Still found in gay Good-humour's train, hoarse tones, alas !

Thy parting steps attend ! Vandal and Goth surpass ;"

Dear Perceval ! beloved name ! R. “ Still as a statue, though I seldom speak, Whom all their joy, their pride proclaim, And shriek whene'er I speak ;"

The scholar and the friend ! B. “ Though harsher than the hinge my What elegance, what faith, are thine ! accents grate,

What guileless guiltless jokes combine Which bears the rusted gate ;"

To speak thy candid mind ! R. “ Though forced through slender chink, What virtua—Goddess ever seen, the whistling wind

When throned on the ingenuous mein, My thin lisp leaves behind ;"

More bright and more refined ! B. Though Indian gongs, or hammer'd Hail! youth, most worthy to engage stithy, far

The lessons of th' Athenian page, My voice exceeds in jar;"

Of Athen's self the love ; R. “Though me excels the callow chirp. Whom Learning's venerable host ing brood,

Their gentlest noblest son might boast Whose dam's abroad for food;"

In Academic Grove ! B. “ My yellow locks deserved not such a fate,

Thee Granta's genius tends with care, Nor such my halting gait;"

And offer'd vows, and mother's prayer, R. “ Nor this of right my meed, for that Pursue thy young career. my face

Am I deceived ? Or does she stay Is reft of youth's soft grace.".

Thy lingering foot with fond delay, B. “ But me the Samian sage his son shall And crave thy filial ear ?

deem ; And, mute for age, the stream

O though thou quitt'st this happy spot, Deep from thy fount, Mathesis, will I

Be not my fostering love forgot, drain :

Dearest of births and best. R. For me the lyre's sweet strain

These sacred walls left far behind Shall speak, while all beside like ravens

That robe, this diseipline resigned
hoarse shall scream."

O bear them in thy breast.
“ Still, as thou art, for ever be

The friend of Science ! still to thee
Ad Percevallum e Granta exiturum, Thy God, the Muse, be dear!
A. D. 1783.

And whether Fate to thee assign O lætioris quæ comes ingeni

A seat where England's statesmen shine El Musa blandis apta teporibus,

In proud ambition's sphere ; Te dulcis ornet, Percevalle,

“Or favouring stars thy footsteps guide Delicias decus et tuorum!

To holier joys--the loved fireside, Proh ! quanta morum gratia! quæ fides

The wife and prattling line ; Candorque, et expers fraude protervitas ;

• Granta (thou'lt say), to thee in truth, Majorque quæ conspectiorque

And studious lore, I gave my youthIngenuo venit ore virtus !

In head in heart I'm thine.»



be as much, if not more highly grati

fied than the beauty—but her feeling MR EDITOR,

would be vanity.

3d, A man of the world who seeks Having lately heard a young lady, gratification (and courts applause) who is one of your readers, say, from drinking six bottles of claret at that *** she thought it very difficult to a sitting, or seducing his friends' distinguish between Pride and Vanity,” wife or daughter, may be vain ; he I have sent you this hasty sketch, cannot be proud of such actions. But rather common place perhaps, which a man who subjects himself to the may serve in some measure to explain greatest deprivations to promote the the difference between these two pre interests of his country, or risks his Failing points of character, should you life to preserve the family of his think it worthy of a place in Black- friend from disgrace and ruin, may wood's Magazine.

justly be proud of his conduct. Although Pride and Vanity differ in 4th, Were Mr Hogg, when in comvarious respects and degrees, yet cer- pany with Mr-, to be complimentiainly it often requires some experi- ed as the undoubted author of the ence and tact to distinguish between Tales of my Landlord, and were he the one and the other. However, the seemingly to swallow the compliment, general observation appears to be a his acquiescence would proceed from vagood one, “ that Pride is founded on nity, while Mr would, with all his an estimable action, whereas Vanity reserve, feel proud of the praise, especimay be founded on an action, not only ally if it came from a judicious critic. not estimable, but entirely useless, But, I am sorry to remark, that there are and even highly culpable.”

people whose vanity leads them a step Another general distinction between still farther, and who unblushingly Pride and Vanity is this," that the endeavour to palm upon their friends proud man rests satisfied with the ap- and neighbours literary productions as probation of his own mind, whereas their own, from which they have no the rain man eagerly courts gratifica- merit, and in which they have, intion from the applause of others,"--all deed, had no hand, other than the emwhich I shall endeavour to exemplify ployment of their right hand, in writin a manner as practicable as possible. ing out a fair copy. This is vanity

Ist, Should an Astronomer, after a combined with lying and stealinglong life spent in severe study, disco- but, like murder, seldom escapes dever a new constellation, he might fair- tection, and from its odious meanness ly be proud of his success, though his and turpitude, deserves (next to boastdiscovery should not procure him the ing of favours from the fair sex) the meed of public applause. Were a vo- most severe reprobation. I could be tary of that exhilarating sport called

more pointed and particular, but have coursing, to find a hare more readily no doubt that the remark as it stands than his brother sportsmen in the will find a ready application. field, and receive their praise for his There are doubtless many other adroitness, he would probably be as shades of difference between pride and much gratified by the discovery of vanity, which it does not suit my premawkin, as the Astronomer would be sent purpose to exhibit; but the foreby the discovery of the constellation, going truisms may possibly be of some but as there is nothing very estimable, use to shew, at least in part, wherein farther than has reference to a tureen the distinction rests, and may serve as of soup, in finding a hare, the sports- a sort of familiar illustration to my man's feeling would be vanity.

fair young friend, and also to others, ed, Were a beautiful and accom

whose practice in such matters may plished woman to overhear the wellmerited praise of her own charms prevail over their theory.

It is hoped that this exposition of from the lips of an amiable and sensi, little pretence will not be considered ble man, she might, and probably with an eye of scorn, because, without would be proud of the tribute. Were

entering into nice distinctions, an enan ugly, vulgar woman, to overhear deavour has been made to render it as her fancied perfections praised by a

plain as

A. B. C. fool, or a puppy, she would, I imagine,

I Vol. IV.



at once acknowledge that the revival of this great worthy was a work fitting

the most acute, accurate, judicious, No VI.

and learned of the critics and comThe Traitor.-SHIRLEY.* mentators on our dramatic literature.

That our readers may be enabled to * SHIRLEY,” says Mr Lambe in his judge of the value of those treasures Specimens of the Early English Dra- which Mr Gifford is about to restore matic Poets, “ claims a place among from oblivion, we shall give them an the worthies of this period, not so much for any transcendent genius in tor, and some of its finest passages.

analysis of the tragedy of " The Traihimself, as that he was the last of a It is for this purpose that we deviate great race; all of whom spoke nearly from that chronological order which the same language, and had a set of

we have hitherto followed ; and permoral feelings and notions in common. haps our readers will, independently A new language, and quite a new turn of this, be pleased to meet with speciof tragic and comic interest came in

mens of a tragedy more regular in its with the restoration.” It is true, that Shirley is excelled by several of his design, and more uniformly elegant in

the execution, than the original but contemporaries in depth of passion, imperfect dramas of Marlow and Webwhich is the soul of tragedy ; but we

ster. We understand too, that this cannot grant that he is not entitled, on his own peculiar merits, to take his with alterations, on the stage of Co

tragedy is soon to be brought out, seat among those immortals. We shall have an opportunity to speak at known taste, judgment and genius of

vent Garden; and from the welllength of his genius, when Mr Gif- the gentleman (Mr Shiel), to whom ford's edition of his plays appears; these alterations are, we hear, intrustwhen the world, now little acquainted ed, there can be no doubt that it will with their multifarious beauties, will

be successful.

It is called “ The Traitor,” because • We are not acquainted with any par

Lorenzo, the ruling character, kinsticulars of Shirley's life that are not men

man and favourite of Alexander Duke tioned in the following passage from “ El- of Florence, plots the overthrow of his lis's Specimens," &c. If any thing farther Prince and benefactor. In the second can be brought to light, it will not escape scene, which is written with great elothe research of Mr Gifford.

quence and animation, and moreover, “ James Shirley was born in London truly dramatic, the Duke, who has about 1594, educated at Merchant Taylor's received letters unveiling the treachery Schools, entered at St John's College, Ox- of Lorenzo, taxes him with his guilt. ford, and afterwards, having taken no de

That arch-traitor repels the charge gree, removed to Catharine Hall, Cam. bridge, (Vid. Bancroft's Epigrams, Ato, with crafty indignation, and convinces 1639, B. I. Ep. 13.) He successively be his credulous kinsman of his innocame an English divine, a Popish school. cence. The following lines will serve master, and a deservedly celebrated writer to show the character of the dialogue : of plays, (of which he published 39), from 1629 to 1660. He was patronised by Wil- Lor. This, o' the sudden, liam Duke of Newcastle, (whom he assisted, Sir; I must owe the title of a Traitor according to Wood, in the composition of To your high favours ; envy first conspir'd, his plays, as well as Ogilby, by notes for And malice now accuses : but what story his translation), and followed this his pa- Mention'd his name, that had his prince's tron's fortunes in the wars, till the decline of bosom, the royal cause, when he retired obscurely to Without the people's hate ? 'tis sin enough, London. Here he was countenanced by his In some men, to be great ; the throng of learned friend T. Stanley, Esq., and during stars, the suppression of the theatres, followed his The rout and common people of the sky, old trade of school teaching, in which he Move still another way than the sun does, educated many eminent men. He died in That gilds the creature: take your honours 1660, immediately after the great fire of back, London, and was interred in the same grave And, if you can, that purple of my veins, with his second wife, who died the same Which Hows in your's, and you shall leave day, and was supposed, as well as Shirley, me in to have owed her death to the fright occa- A state I shall not fear the great one's envy, sioned by that calamity. Besides his plays, Nor common people's rage; and yet, perhe published a volume of poems, 1616, haps, 12m0."

You may be credulous against me.

Escaped from this peril, Lorenzo Conduct him, good Lorenzo, I'll dispose undertakes to forward the designs of My house for this great scene of death. the Duke on Amidea, that her brother In pursuance of this scheme, SciSciarrha, a man fierce and jealous of arrha, in his first interview with his his family's honour, may be thus in- sister Amidea, pretends to her that he stigated to murder the seducer.

wishes her to submit to the Duke's The second act, accordingly, opens embraces, as the best means of the adwith a conversation between Lorenzo vancement of the family. The lady and Sciarrha, in which the latter, listens with indignation to the vile when informed of the dishonour me proposal, and after one of those fine, ditated against his sister, is worked up animated, dignified altercations, of by the artifices of the “ Traitor” into which there are so many, similar in furious passion.

subject and sentiment, in the old draSci. My sister! Though he be the duke, matists, Sciarrha, proud of his sister's he dares not.

virtue, exclaims Patience, patience ! if there be such a virtue,

Sci. Let me kiss thee,
I want it, Heaven; yet keep it a little longer, My excellent, chaste sister.-Florio,
It sere a sin to have it ; such an injury

Thou hast my soul ; I did but try your virDeserves a wrath next to your own. My tues.

sister! It has thrown wild-fire in my brain, Lorenzo, Let him, let him ! he comes to be our guest;

'Tis truth, the duke does love thee, viciously, A thousand Furies revel in my skull.

This night he means to revel at our house, Has he not sins enough in's court to damn The Tarquin shall be entertain'd; he shall.

him, But my roof must be guilty of new lusts,

We cannot forbear quoting part of And none but Amidea ? these the honours

this fine scene. As Amidea approachHis presence brings our house !

es, Sciarrha

says to her brother Florio, Lor. Temper your rage.

Is she not fair, Sci. Are all the brothels rifled? no quaint Excoeding beautiful, and tempting, Florio ? piece

Look on her well, methinks I could turn Left him in Florence, that will meet his hot

poet, And valiant luxury, that we are came to

And make her a more excellent piece than

heaven. Supply his blood out of our families ? Diseases gnaw his title off!

Let not fond men hereafter commend what Lor. My lord

They most admire, by fetching

from the stars, Sci. He is no prince of mine; he forfeited Or flowers, their glory of similitude, His greatness that black minute he first gave

But from thyself the rule to know all beauty;

And he that shall arrive at so much baldness, Consent to my dishonour. Lor. Then I'm sorry

To say his mistress' eyes, or voice, or breath, Sci. Why should you be sorry, sir ?

Are half so bright, so clear, so sweet as thine, You say it is my sister he would strumpet,

Hath told the world enough of miracle. Mine ! Amidea! 'tis a wound you feel not ;

These are the duke's own raptures, Amidea ; But it strikes through and through the poor His own poetic flames ; an argument Sciarrha.

He loves my sister. I do not think but all the ashes of

He then begins his temptation in a My ancestors do swell in their dark urns, strain of warmth and vigour, characAt this report of Amidea's shame :

teristic of the safe fearlessness of the It is their cause, as well as mine; and should Heaven suffer the duke's sin to pass unpu

energetic minds of old. nishid,

Sci. What do great ladies do at court, I Their dust must of necessity conspire To make an earthquake in the temple.

Enjoy the pleasures of the world, dance, kiss Lorenzo finding Sciarrha in this The amorous lords, and change court breath; key, admits him to his confidence- Belief of other heaven ; tell wanton dreams, informs him of his design to destroy Rehearse their sprightly bed-scenes, and Alexander- and before they part, Sci

boast, which árrhà vows to put that prince to death, Hath most idolaters ; accuse all facos in revenge for his insult to Amidea. That trust to the simplicity of nature,

Lor. From horrid rape— 'las, Amidea ! Talk witty blasphemy, Sci. I am resolv'd; by all that's blest, he Discourse their gaudy wardrobes, plot new dies.

pride, Return my willingness to be his pander, Jest upon courtiers' legs, laugh at the wag. My sister's readiness to meet his dalliance ; ging His promises have bought our shame :-he of their own feathers, and a thousand more dies;

Delights, which private ladies never think of. The roof he would dishonour with his lust But above all, and wherein thou shalt make Shall be his tomb ;-bid him be confident ; All other beauties envy thee, the duke,


« FöregåendeFortsätt »