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May bless an infant's sleepiog eye? and pathos, which give their dra-
malis persona a claim upon our Ere sin destroy, or error dim,
esteeem, instead of provoking our The glory of the Seraphim ?
hatred; and excite our commiseIn these, and other poems which ration, instead of calling for our our limits will not admit of our reprehension or disgust. The truth extracting, it would be difficult to is, that Mr. Wilson's genius is of decide which we are most called too fine and ethereal a character for upon to admire the delicacy of the grosser realities of earth ; and sentiment, or the splendor of imagi- he cannot submit to the delineation nation, which pervade them. The of the deformed and untoward, withfaults of the less successful pieces out brightening them over with the in these volumes are, as we have color of his own rich fancy. Hence already hinted, faults of exuberance he has taken peculiar delight in and not of poverty ; and so keen an reveling over the high and supereye does Mr. Wilson direct to the stitious feelings which once held external world, that his imagination such paramount sway over the minds seems as it were oppressed with the of his countrymen of the olden time crowd of imagery that is forever-more especially, as was to have rushing upon it ; so that in fact, been expected, with whatever conthe distinctness of his pictures is cerns that most beautiful and intesometimes marred by the profusion resting part of the Gothic mythoof metaphors by which he attempts logy, the Fairies. It is, perhaps, to illustrate them. With all these from what Mr. Wilson has written stirring and active propensities, concerning these tiny phantoms of however, Mr. Wilson seeins to reo northern superstition, that his greatvel much more in the calm and est claims to originality, as a poet, secluded, than in the noisier and will hereafter rest. more bustling elements of our But we must now bring this noture. He prefers pity and love, to tice to a conclusion. As a moral war, remorse and discord; the poet, Mr. Wilson must ever rank beauty of luxuriant summer, to win- very high. In his voluminous poea ter's naked and howling desolation ; tical works, there is not a single and what is genial, gentle, and passage that conveys a sentiment kind, to that which is stern, stormy even of doubtful application ; at and repugnant. With all this, it least, we have never been so unforcan scarcely be affirmed that Mr. tunate as to meet with one, and our Wilson's pictures of human life are perusals have neither been few nor perfectly correct. He gives us hu- inattentive. Following the Greek man life to be sure
e-all of human dramatists, and Wordsworth, belife ;—but he adds something of his tween whom a more striking affinity own imagining, which is far better. exists than has generally been susIn his pages, earth is the garden of pected, Mr. Wilson has chosen Eden-man but a grade lower than simple, unadorned nature the angels--and human language model, in preference to the artificial poetry.
His finer delineations of states of life ; and, like his great character have an unapproachable prototypes, has amply succeeded excellence ; they are invested with in proving that the elements of poeall that is bright or beautiful in hu- try are spread everywhere around man nature: and his pictures of us, alike in the varied beauty of moral degradation possess always external nature, and the simplest many redeeming touches of pity workings of human passion,
A WEEK AT CONSTANTINOPLE IN 1829.
BY A NAVAL OFFICER.
* Plus on voyage, plus on est content de son pays!” Bidding adieu to our friends at Independent of the formidable Smyrna, we sailed at daybreak on castles which defend the entrance the morning of the — and after of the Hellespont, the guns of encountering a tramontana and which are "à fleur d'eau,” there is strong adverse current, we came to an extensive system of batteries and anchor on the evening of the third redoubts on the heights near Siday of our departure off Tenedos, geum and the opposite point of the with the far-famed Trojan plain Thracian Chersonnesus.
As we abreast of us. With but too many reconnoitred with our glasses these classical enthusiasm in a sailor is formidable defences, we felt that, regarded as sheer affectation ; but once in possession of the Russians, in a scene of unrivaled beauty like they would laugh to scorn the atthis, with the Trojan plain com- tempts of all Europe to dislodge manded by the lofty range of Ida them: even in the hands of the before us ; behind, the distant Turks, our squadron in 1807 found Mount Athos rearing its lofty head their position before them untenable. above the low lands of Lemnos and In the evening we passed the Tenedos ; on our right the ruins of town of Gallipoli, and held on our Alexandria of Troas, and Lemnos; course through the night across the on our left the entrance of the Sea of Marmora ; the wind freshenHellespont, and the high lands of ing from the southward.
At an Imbras and Samothrace-add to early hour in the morning, we came the crowd of recollections which in sight of the village of San Stefarush on the mind while gazing on no and the beautiful summer palace this splendid panorama the magical of the Sultan. We could now deeffect of an oriental sunset, and in scry from deck the graceful minathis spot the indulgence of a school- rets and swelling cupolas of the boy recollection will, perhaps, es- capital. By eleven we rounded the cape the imputation of both pedant- Golden Horn opposite Galata. ry and affectation.
Then it was that a panorama of We weighed anchor early the unrivaled loveliness burst upon our following morning, and passed the enraptured vision, of which no decastles at the mouth of the Helles- scription, however florid and accupont with a light breeze from the rate, can convey an adequate idea. southward, With every stitch of In the course of a long naval canvass set, it was with difficulty that career, it has been my lot to visit we made way against the strong at different periods most of the adverse current. Among the crowd beautiful spots on the surface of the of souvenirs which rush on the globe-the Bays of Genoa and mind in passing these celebrated Naples, the romantic Cintra, Rio straits, we dwell with peculiar de- de Janeiro, and the more distant light on the story of Leander, asso- Sydney; but, beautiful as they ciated as it is with the name of our certainly are, they must yield the own Byron, who, it may be recol- palm of loveliness to Constantinolected, swam across it with an officer ple. On the Asiatic side, a succesof the Salsette frigate. This feat of sion of beautiful country houses, his lordship has been much blazon- surrounded by vines and beautiful ed, though without reason, for he gardens ; on the left an arm of the did not attempt the most difficult sea stretching far up into Europe, part, which was to swim back again. in the middle of which stands the
tower of Leander; while from the fierce and bloody insurrection at European shore rises Byzantium home, or foreign aggression from in gorgeous magnificence, a vast without, with an admirable singleamphitheatre of reddish-colored ness of purpose and unshaken firmbuildings, beautifully intermingled ness, he pursues his system of rewith trees and the dark domes of form. I confess I am one of those mosques and bazaars, above which who wish him success. A fine rise the lofty minarets, surmounted spectacle he certainly presents ; with the emblem of the Moslem and bloody and terrific as have faith, the crescent; the whole been some acts of his career, it standing out in distinct relievo from would be ungenerous not to give the dark-blue sky. But enough of full weight to his peculiar position. description. On landing at Galata, The countenance of the Sultan the illusion produced on the mind wore an expression of sternness by a distant view immediately va- and hauteur almost bordering on nishes. Such a compound of filth ferocity, heightened by the most and wretchedness I never beheld. piercing pair of black eyes I ever I was only astonished that the beheld. Of his figure we could plague should ever cease its ravages not judge, robed as it was in the in its narrow streets. At Pera the ample folds of oriental costume. vision brightened, though the ap To one accustomed to the monopearance of this celebrated Frank tony of European towns, the first quarter greatly disappointed us. view of Constantinople produces a Its finest features are its barracks singular effect on the mind-pleasand cemeteries : the latter are inde- ing, certainly, from its novelty. Ecribably beautiful. Barbarous The crowds of people of different though we style the Turks, how far nations, in their various and pictursuperior are they in this point to the esque costumes, who' swarm its more civilized Europeans ! There narrow streets and lanes—the abis an exquisite feeling of delicacy sence of horses and wheel carriages and religious respect for the dead, -a melancholy and desolate air evinced by this people in the con- which pervades everything, interstruction of their beautiful cemete- rupted by an
incessant noise of ries, which must command our hammers and files, which, like many warmest admiration. Aware that Portuguese towns, distinguish Stamour stay would be extremely short, boul-present to the eye of the we made the necessary dispositions stranger a picture unique in its for making the most of it. As a kind, though, when the first charm preliminary measure, we engaged an of novelty had worn off, I think Italian “ cicerone” whom we fell in disgust would rapidly succeed. Our with at an inn in Pera. On the fol- cicerone now led us to the seraglio, lowing morning we pued round the into the first court of which we Seraglio Point to see the Sultan penetrated : there was as usual a going in state to the mosque of the display of human heads. An air of Sultan Acbmet. The cortège was desolation and melancholy seemed splendid, and realized to the fullest to hang over the vast area, the extent all my preconceived ideas of scene of so many bloody tragedies. oriental pomp and magnificence. A few Turks were lounging about Mahmoud was mounted on a beau- with a listless air, which singularly tiful Arabian, and rode on without contrasted with the hungry looks casting a look either to right or which a pack of half-starved dogs left. It was impossible to gaze on directed towards the human heads this extraordinary man without à in the niches above them. deep feeling of interest and admira We made a hasty tour of the old tion. Nurtured in adversity, un- town. The remains of antiquity awed by the experience of the past, greatly disappointed our expecta
tions. Gibbon we set down as a moment of our visit several batta“romancier.” San Sophia, ip ex- lions of infantry, with some squaternal appearance, is decidedly in- drons of lancers and artillery : the ferior to the mosque of the Sultan material of the latter agreeably Achmet and several others. Al- surprised us. Upon the whole the though the late events have infused tacticoes, to an eye accustomed to into the character of the haughty the beauty of European troops, cut Osmanlis a certain degree of cour a most sorry figure. Their firing tesy towards foreigners, hitherto was rapid and well concentrated, unknown, we ventured not to pene. but in every other point they struck trate into the interior of any of the me as miserably deficient. Nothing mosques. Most travellers complain can well be more ungraceful than of annoyance from the canine race, the uniform of these new troops. which infest the streets of Constan- Many grave writers have attempted tinople. I know not whether the to impute the opposition to the milicomplexion of the times had infect- tary reforms of the Sultan to a ed these animals, but we certainly bigoted attachment to ancient cosdid not experience the annoyance tumes : for my own part, I am inwhich the complaints of all visiters clined to ascribe it to a very differto the Ottoman capital had led us to ent cause-to the existence of that expect.
all-ruling passion, vanity: The Every officer of the ship feeling Turks are a people passionately the greatest anxiety to lionize this fond of dress, and their standard of celebrated capital, I was obliged to taste is certainly fixed at an elevattake my turn of duty on board, and ed point. With them, rank, privithus lost two valuable days. On lege, caste, are all designated by the morning of the fifth day, I start- the color or cut of a turban. А ed with a party on a trip up the more dashing uniform would, I am Bosphorus to Therapia, where the convinced, have rendered the serSultan was encamped with his favor- vice more popular. What young ite tacticoes. Nothing could sur- effendi would exchange his gracepass the loveliness of the scenery ful turban, richly-embroidered vest, on either side the strait. The de- scarlet pantaloons, and cachmere fences from the city to the castles girdle, with its richly-mounted at the mouth are extremely formida- «handgar," for the red skull-cap ble, and had been lately strength- and unmartial costume of the tactiened, in expectation of an attempt coes ? Were an order issued from on the part of the Russians. A the Horse Guards, conceived in the British squadron of similar force to economical spirit of a Hume, to Admiral Grey's would most cer- dress our guards “à la Tacticotainly have made a dash : he would turque,” almost every officer in the have had the advantage of a strong brigade would, I feel confident, sell current, which Admiral Duckworth out in disgust. The dashing unihad to contend against in forcing forms of some of our staff-officers the Dardanelles. The Turkish en- excited the admiration of the young campment with its various-colored Turks; with whom, as with our tents had a most picturesque ap- young dandies in the west, there is pearance. Nothing could be more magic in the glitter of an epaulette, beautiful than the scite chosen for and music in the jingle of a spur. it. We were unfortunately disap- Notwithstanding their defective orpointed in getting a glimpse of ganization, these new troops behavMahmoud, whom we had been led ed extremely well in the field, and to expect we should have found en on some occasions gallantly charged gaged in his favorite occupation of the Russian infantry at the point of manœuvring the tacticoes. There the bayonet. There is much yet to were assembled at Therapia at the be effected. The Ottoman army
has neither commissariat, hospital, which are eating the vast edifice of or general staff; and they have yet the Turkish empire to the very core to acquire the two most difficult are of too inveterate a character to points of the military art—that of be reformed by mortal hand. Even directing, and the still more difficult though it were practicable, he addone of subsisting large masses. ed, the ambitious Muscovite would We returned at a late hour on mar the execution. I could not board, delighted with our excur- help remarking that the bias of our şion.
friend's opinions, was decidedly unWe had but one day left, and favorable to the Russians, whom he there was yet a great deal to be regarded with mingled feelings of seen ; but the wonders both of na- hatred and distrust. ture and art which enrich this We all regretted that our near celebrated capital have been too departure would prevent our cuitioften described to need a repetition. vating his acquaintance, from whom After perambulating the bazaars we should have doubtless derived and bezentians, tired with our walk, much curious and valuable informawe entered a Turkish café. A tion relative to his interesting councafé Turque has nothing in common try. The press has lately teemed with similar establishments in Eu- “ad nauseam with productions on rope but the name. They are cir- Turkey, forming an "olla podrida " cular buildings, generally with a of conflicting and contradictory porch. Elevated tables are ranged statements that must satisfy the along the sides, covered with car- most superficial reader that the pets or mats, on which the Turks Turks have hitherto remained tosit smoking, or sipping their coffee. tally impervious to the eye of EuWe were sufficiently masters of the ropean scrutiny. Of the domestic Turkish language to order some circle of this singular people, we cups of, in Turkey, this delicious literally know little more than of beverage, and its usual accompani- the interior of the moon : their exment the pipe. One of our party ternal features are alone familiar to preferred a cigar, which he was us, and picturesque and splendid proceeding to ignite, when he was are they in the extreme. In Turpolitely presented with a small am- key, we travel back, as it were, ber tube by an officer of tacticoes into remote 'antiquity ; at every seated near us. The Turks, vota- step we discover traces of the priries as they are of tobacco, never mitive ages of mankind, venerable allow its aromatic leaf to come in from their antique character, and contact with their Our com- interesting from their singular and panion, in return, handed his cigar- beautiful contrast with the manners case to the officer, who helped him- of Western Europe. With all its self, returning, to our astonishment, vices, there is in the Turkish chahis acknowledgments in very good racter a native innate dignity which French. Our new acquaintance, inspires respect, mingled at the we found, had been for some time same time with many traits well an attaché to the Turkish embassy worthy the imitation of their more at Paris. He had only returned to polished neighbors. I leave it to the capital a few days before from politicians to decide whether EuChumla. Contrasted with former rope would be a gainer by their periods, he said, everything wore being driven from its shores; but an air of the deepest gloom at Con- as the tall and graceful minarets of stantinople. We ventured to ask Stamboul were receding from our his opinion as to the probable suc- view, I ventured to indulge in the cess that would attend the extensive hope, that, should fate ever again system of reform projected by Mah- lead me to its walls, I might not moud, and already in partial opera- behold the Crescent of Mahomet tion : he answered with an ominous replaced by the Eagle of the shake of the head. The vices North.