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ther's cause and his own; but what occasion of the King's restoration, Wilmot, Villiers, Sedley, and others though it must be confessed, that of his profligate companions, would had he not died of that passion then, say, were they made acquainted with there would have been no oppor. the rebuff he had sustained. Now, tunity of killing him so romantically all this, we take it, is admirably afterwards. Wildrake is admirably characteristic: what the Ultras of supported throughout, and is, more the present day may say to it is over, we believe, a very fair type of another question. We may add, the rake-helly crew to which he bethat the whole scene, as painted by longed. The Rump Commissioners, our incomparable author, is far above sent to sequestrate Woodstock, Desa all the praise that we could bestow borough, Bletson, and Harrison, are upon it. Insulted virtue never spoke also very well limned, and certainly language of more indignant and cute form a most respectable triumvirate, ting reproof than that ascribed to the first being a brute, the second Alice Lee on the occasion in ques. an atheist, and the third a madman ! tion. « Think,” says she, “ of the Honest Joe, alias Joseph Tomkins, course you recommend to a mother is really a masterpiece, and every less maiden, who has no better de way worthy of being added to the fence against your sophistry than author's gallery of original portraits. what the natural feeling of female Markham Everard is a very brave dignity inspires. Whether the death and worthy Presbyterian youth, well of her father, which would be the deserving the hand of his fair cousin, consequence of her imprudence, which the retributive justice of fic, whether the despair of her brother, tion at length awards him, and a whose life has been so often in peril somewhat more energetic person than to save that of your Majesty, the average of the author's heroes. whether the dishonour of the roof He trims very adroitly betwixt his which has sheltered you, will read well duty to his benefactor Cromwell, in your annals, or are events likely and his anxiety to preserve his hotto propitiate God, whose controversy headed uncle from ruin, which he with your House has been but too ultimately succeeds in effecting, ra. visible, or recover the affections of ther by good luck, and the natural the people of England, in whose placability and moderation of the eyes such actions are an abomina. Lord General, than by any very extion, I leave to your own Royal mind pert management of his own. The to consider.” And after more to the other personages of the story do not same purpose, the “ Royal mind” seem to call for any particular redoes " consider ;" and the result of mark. that consideration is --" This must With regard to the story itself, if be virtue-real, disinterested, over- story, indeed, it may be called, we awing virtue-or there is no such have to observe, that it is told, or thing on earth. Yet Wilmot and rather somehow evolved, with more Villiers will not believe a word of it, than, even the author's usual carebut add the tale to the other won lessness, while many parts of it are ders of Woodstock.-"Tis a rare highly improbable. Indeed, the wench! and I profess I know not Novel is rather a collection of scenes, whether to forgive and be friends with many of them splendid and power her, or to study a dire revenge.” ful in the bighest degree, than a re
His Cavaliers and Roundheads gular fable, having a beginning, a are, upon the whole, managed by middle, and an end, according to the the author with edifying impartiali- very necessary rule laid down by ty. There is much energy, as well Aristotle. There is no sequence or as dignity, in the passionate, nay, concatenation of events; there is no fanatical loyalty, of the brave old stream of narrative wbich bears you Ranger of Woodstock. Every read. insensibly onwards; the author feels er must sympathise with him, bes himself obliged, at the termination of cause Consistency, the child of Hon every scene, to stop to explain, and nesty, is always respectable: but it is the explanation is not always satisrather too much in the author to factory. Again, with regard to inkill him outright with joy on the probability, what can be more ridi.
culous than the hobgoblin tricks re- lucus a non lucendo!) that the sorted to,-as we are given to under. King was living in disguise. The stand, with the connivance of Crom- King is smuggled off, however, ere well,- for the purpose of driving the Cromwell is in readiness to act, and Rump Commissioners from Wood, the assault is made too late. It is stock? Is it credible, that a man like made, nevertheless, and the General Cromwell would condescend even to finds it necessary to undermine one connive at such tomfoolery,-or that of the towers of the building, in orhe could bave thought of no better der to blow it. This service is inand more reputable way of obliging trusted to one Pearson, an old Buchis friend, Colonel Everard, by dis- caneer, who receives orders to sound lodging the sequestrators from Wood a flourish of trumpets, to warn the stock, or that these same seques. soldiers off before he fires the train. trators, two of whom were as brave One of the sentinels, however, Cormen as ever faced death in the field poral Humgudgeon by name, hav. of battle, were to be driven from the ing tumbled down, head foremost, carcase on which they were to fat- from his station on the top of the ten, by tricks that would hardly adjacent wing or turret, “Pearson have imposed on the veriest clowns snapt the pistol at the train,-no in England,-or that Cromwell's or previous warning given,- the powder der to the creatures who depended caught, and the mine exploded." on the breath of his nostrils, should Vol. III. p. 302. But at page 326 have required to be reinforced by of the same volume, the author tosuch means in order to secure obe- tally forgets the account of the exdience? He who can answer in the plosion he had given only 24 pages affirmative will of course be vastly previous, and says, “ But Nehemiah amused with the whole affair, which Holdenough, whose rest had been is more than we have been.
broken by the trumpet which gave The haste with which he writes the signal for the explosion, appeared also betrays the author occasionally in the very acme of horror." Other into incongruities, which detract con- maculae quas incuria fudit might siderably from the interest of the easily be culled by invidious critics, work. Of this we have an example a tribe in which we should be sorry in the third volume. Cromwell ape to be classed; but we have no gusto pears suddenly before Woodstock, for the thankless task; and with where he had received information, these few sketchy remarks most refrom his spy, Honest Joe, (honest! spectfully take our leave.
The Poet. | What is the Poet's life?
What is the Poet's love?
Which only breaks above.
What is this lover's fate ?
Or pitied when too late,
What is the Poet's art ?
Rankles in his own heart.
Who will not lift her cope.
And what the Poet's death ?
The hush of idle breath.
ST. ANDREW'S EVE.
From the German “ Be dissuaded, Barbara : oh, do few houses have been left uninjared, not tamper with fiends !” said the and, praised be the wonderful goodfair. pious Margaret, to her young ness of Providence that ours is coinpanion. “You have beauty, among the number.” “Well, then," and much that you ought to be said Barbara, smiling, “ the house grateful for. The devout are always appears to be in luck, and this is contented."
rather an encouragement to run Barbara was a light-hearted, gay such a hazard.” “I do not think maiden, who had never known what so," replied Margaret. “Whedprivation is. Her native town, ever I pass through Magdeburg, and Magdeburg, had been destroyed a see the half-buried, half-shattered few years before; but as she was houses, and tall grass in many of absent on a journey at that time, by the streets, and return to our safe a fortunate coincidence, even this dwelling, I am almost forced to event had scarcely cost her a pang throw myself on iny knees, I feel She was now lodging, along with her my unworthiness so deeply; and rich parents, in the upper storey of could solemnly dedicate the remaina house, the sole remnant of a hand- der of my life to God, to give some some fortune, which Margaret's mo. proof, at least, of my gratitude for ther, who had become a widow early goodness so overwhelming." * The in life, once possessed. The two affair may well leave a deeper immaidens, however, kept up a firm pression upon your mind," said Barfriendship, though their circum- bara, “ for you were in the heart stances were so different, and their of the tumult, and it was but a hair. dispositions, if possible, stil more breadth escape that you made in the different; but they shared, in com. Cathedral, upon the intercession of mon, a good ground-work of piety the venerable priest, Bakius. How and kind-heartedness. Barbara truly affecting it must have beea, would come down to Margaret one when he stood in the porch, and reevening, and at another time Mar- peated the Latin verses to General garet would go up to Barbara. The Tilly, so that even his stony heart widow had gone out to visit a sick was softened, and he pardoned all person, and they were sitting to the people, who were standing by gether at the fire-side in her little hundreds in the church! All this room, while each was plying the has had less effect upon me. I was distaff carefully and industriously. only told of it, you know, a month “ What is it, after all?” said Bar. afterwards, in gay Vienna ; and my bara, in reply to Margaret's anxious parents were equally unconcerned, as admonition. “It is just a frolic- they too had not been present in the some suggestion of cousin Susan's, scene of danger.” “ But what are and nothing more.” “ I am not your feelings," said Margaret, “ when satisfied with cousin Susan, and you behold so many death-crosses much less with her frolics. What on the graves of our young citizens, an idea! Ought a modest, pious who died like heroes, while attempte maiden, to seat herself, on St. An- ing-in vain, alas!-to defend the drew's eve, in a dark room, and ask, town? This, I would think, must with mystical words and gestures, at least fill every eye with tears. who is to be her husband,—nay, and “No,” said Barbara smiling ; " for summon up spirits to show her his this very reason, young lovers are likeness ? Barbara, the thing con- so rare, that I must resort to cousin demns itself. Who knows what Susan's ingenuity, and inquire wbo horrid fiend you might raise ! And it can be that I am to have. Toonly reflect how awful these times morrow is St. Andrew's eve. Re are. It is scarcely three years since volve the subject with yourself ail the cruel Tilly reduced our beauti- then, and accompany me. Good ful town to dust and ashes, only a night!” She then left the room, singing and laughing; but Margaret that I had followed your advice, my buried her face, glowing and tear- dear sister! Now, I know that I am bedewed, in her handkerchief. irrecoverably lost! A horrible mon
Soon afterwards her mother came ster is to be my husband.” home. When she had shut the Margaret attempted to speak comdoor, blown out the lantern-candle, fort to her trembling friend ; she and hung, after carefully brushing also brought smelling-bottles, mediit, her clipped black velvet hood in cine, and every restorative her wellits usual place behind the stove, she regulated house could furnish. By then sung the following lines : this means Barbara was at last so
recruited, that she was able to relate Oh, why art thou cast down, my soul ?
what had befallen her. Why thus with grief opprest ?
“ You must know, Margaret,” Art thou disquieted in me, In God still hope and rest.
said she, “ that I did not positively
i believe what I had been told, and Be of good courage, and He strength
yet I. felt icy shudders crossing me Unto your heart shall send,
from head to foot, when cousin Susan All ye whose hope and confidence quitted the dusky room, and left me Doth on the Lord depend.
by myself in the deepening night.
But my fear increased to horror when Then, for the first time, perceiving I pronounced the mysterious words, that her daughter was in tears, she and seated myself on the ground, acstroked her moist cheeks, and said, cording to her directions. Then the “ Have I saddened you with my stair-case echoed with foot-falls, hymn? Ah! my good daughter, - yes, it did,--and they were loud, as how far was I from wishing to do if a man was coming up,--the door so! you ought rather to draw sweet
creaked, and a face appeared.”
creaked, and a consolation from these words,
She clapped her hands before her Be of good courage, and He strength eyes, and trembled violently." In Unto your heart shall send.
his withered, up-raised hand, the
monster bore a lantern, which threw Be assured, Margaret, that he also an oblique light on his shaggy hair, will certainly be strengthened, for in on his eyes rolling with madness, pursuit of a nobler object no one and his foaming lips. 'Art thou could have fallen." " True! my my bride?' he shrieked out, and, gadear mother,” said Margaret ; " and ping convulsively, he began to hop God will make all well." She then about me. Margaret, how foolish I kissed the hand which stroked her, have been ! God be praised, he did and sung the verse with a calmed not stop long, and I gathered courage heart, whilst the careful housewives and strength to make my escape to extinguished the fire on the hearth, you. But what signifies that? I and they were already offering up must become his prey soon or late. their evening prayers in bed, when Oh, luckless prophetic eve!” . , the town clock struck ten.
• Calm your fears," said Margaret, St. Andrew's eve arrived; but, with a mournful smile, and a downdespite of all the objections Mar- cast blush : “ calm your fears, my. garet could urge against the strange poor Barbara ; it has not been a specand forbidding solemnities, cousin tre, but one, alas ! who is a true ob, Susan's influence prevailed. She led ject of pity-a hapless maniac. I Barbara up stairs to the dusky room, must relate his history from the beand soon after, with a sneer, glided ginning. past Margaret, who, with tearful " When the enemy marched eyes and a beating heart, was look- against Magdeburg, no one was more ing from the open door into the active or zealous in mustering the silent, glittering frostiness of the city-soldiers than the young Lorenz snow-covered streets.
Falk, who had already proved, on Barbara soon rushed down the many occasions, the goodness of his stairs in agony. Shuddering, she heart, and the sincerity of his love grasped Margaret by the arm, and for glory.” whispered, as she tottered with her “I remember him perfectly,” said into the trusty room, “ Ah! would Barbara, interrupting her friend.
* When a little, yellow haired boy, deserted him, probably before he rehe used to play with us before the ceived the wound, in the heat of his door in my father's garden. We impetuosity, and in the sudden over. always called him eichkätzen, as he throw of all his hopes. For those could spring up the trees so quickly who saw bim last, asserted, that he and so fearlessly; is it not the same?" laughed aloud, and cried out, Victo• Margaret gave a nod of assent, ria, and averred that he was fighting and suppressing her tears, she contio on the ruins of conquered Rome. nued. “That was indeed a happy Every evening he "hovers about time. Daring that gloomy period that part of the wall where he was which commenced with the siege, he formerly stationed, and when he was very often in our house, for his sees me at the door or the window, post kept him fixed near the walls, not he stops, and greets me kindly and far from this, and my mother thought calmly; then he returns to the little it an honour to treat so 'brave a de. but which he has built of rubbish at fender of the town as hospitably as the side of the Elbe. But if he does she could. Ah, Barbara, what a not see me, he becomes occasionally pious mind did he then unfold ! And wild and unmanageable. To-night how brave and cheerful he was ! He I had neglected him. He must have well knew how to banish care from slipped into the house, and terrified himself, and from all who heard him you, for, a short time before you speak. Magdeburg,' he said, 'is came, I saw him rushing, bewilderplaced in the hand of God, and who ed, just as you describe him, from ever wishes to feel its weight and its the house-door, and he did not even power, let him venture upon our notice me.” walls. He only laughed at Tilly Barbara, after thanking her friend and his capnon, and like a young, for her consolatory information, slunk joyous lion, he poured destruction on up stairs, though rather pale; but, the enemy."
while undressing herself, she bad not “ Margaret, my dear," said Bar- courage to look into the mirror, for bara, interrupting her, “ you have fear of seeing the horrid abomination fushed and overheated yourself in lurking behind her shoulders; and attempting so kindly to allay my when she extinguished the lamp, she fears. Your cheeks glow like fire. sighed with a heavy heart, “ Alas! Remove a little from the hearth." that I should have trusted to cousin • Her friend hastily shoved back her Susan, and her wicked advices !" chair into the gloom, and continued, The moon was shining brightly though in a lower tone of voice, in her course, when the poor dis* " He might, indeed, be partly to tracted Lorenz returned in compoblame for the inconsiderate remisse sure to his hut. As he had not seen ness of the people when the enemy Margaret all day, every thing apo had apparently withdrawn, for, in peared to him inexplicably confused, this, he saw his presentiments of and almost bent upon thwarting his success joyfully realized, and he did wishes. In the twilight, he had what he could to encourage the prom thrown all into disorder, his chair, jected festivities; but, in order to and table, and stool, and bottles, and enter upon them with spirit, he ad. plates; but as the moon-beams were vised all to rest, in the first place, streaming forth, he again arranged after their toils. Alas! how sudshis little furniture, and began to denly did the enemy rush upon the sing a plaintive air. slumbering town! Lorenz Falk Young citizens, who were crossing fought like a lion'; so did all his the Elbe-bridge, stopped, and heard comrades; and if he was chargeable him with emotion ; maidens, in the with any oversight, he atoned for it adjacent houses, listened behind the with his blood. He was found half-opened windows, and wiped among the slain, under the smoking their eyes. rafters of sbattered houses. The Next inorning, cousin Susan came deep gash on his head was at last to Barbara, and asked to know the cured, but his understanding had issue of the experiment. As she
• Literally, oak.cat,