ORIGINAL POETRY. DREAMS. Aut quæ sopitos deludunt Somnia sensus. DARKNESS was thick around me, as of old, Through the dim shadows that encompassed me; How much I suffered in those long, dull hours, And tell my hours by throbs. The air seemed thick Pressed on me, like a mountain's weight, and bore me Seemingly down a gulf, from which I struggled A single lonely star, one of the smallest, And even the swell, that follows on the storm, Then, methought, I heard a sound, like the far roar of winds Before its anger. Such a hollow sound Had not the deeper dread of what I knew not And rooted to the ground, and with it, too, A mingled feeling of desire and hope, Wakened me from my trance, and turned me whence Pale and uncertain, as the flitting glance When night is deep, and all the light in heaven Evokes the shades of hell, or calls the spirits, I knew the voice came from them, and it sounded But haunt thee, like the secret consciousness Of undiscovered crime." He said; and then Turned from me, and went moving through the darkness, Lofty and proud. At once I felt myself Lifted, as by the sweeping of a tempest, And borne along so rapidly, my breath And sense were lost. Awhile I knew of nothing, In looking onward through the living sea, The shapes that met me, and they ravished me P. CRITICAL NOTICES. The Works of Anna Lætitia Barbauld. With a Memoir by LUCY AIKIN. In two volumes. 1826. 12mo. pp. 324 and 372. THIS very neat edition of Mrs Barbauld's Works, lately published in New York, contains most of the pieces found in the last English edition, together with those of a new volume, entitled "A Legacy for Young Ladies," first published this year in London, and, of course, never before offered to readers in this country. Mrs Barbauld's writings, except the Legacy for Young Ladies, which has been prepared for publication by Miss Aikin since the author's death, have been often before the American public in different forms, and are two well known to require any analysis or exposition of their character from us. We hope and believe, moreover, that they are too highly appreciated to derive any advantage from our praise. We cannot, however, omit the opportunity now offered to us, of bearing testimony to the peculiar excellence of all that Mrs Barbauld has ever written, with the design to subserve the purposes of early education. Possessed of a discriminating mind, and having been herself a long time devoted to the duties of a teacher, she was singularly qualified, both by nature and by habit, to do justice to a subject in which she took so lively an interest. Lest our readers should not all of them have an opportunity to study Mrs Barbauld's writings on education, we will quote a paragraph or two, which we think are particularly striking. Speaking of the utter impotence of precepts where they are constantly vio lated by the preceptors themselves, and their influence counteracted by every thing that surrounds the little learner, she says, addressing herself more particularly to parents: You are sensible of the advantages of simplicity of diet; and you make a point of restricting that of your child to the plainest food, for you are resolved that he shall not be nice. But this plain food is of the choicest quality, prepared by your own cook; his fruit is ripened from your walls; his cloth, his glasses, all the accompaniments of the table, are such as are only met with in families of opulence: the very servants who attend him are neat, well dressed, and have a certain air of fashion. You may call this simplicity; but I say he will be nice, for it is a kind of simplicity which only wealth can attain to, and which will subject him to be disgusted at all common tables. Besides, he will from time to time partake of those delicacies which your table abounds with; you yourself will give him of them occasionally; you would be unkind if you did not: your servants, if good-natured, will do the same. Do you think you can keep the full stream of luxury running by his lips, and he not taste it? Vain imagination! I would not be understood to inveigh against wealth, or against the enjoyments of it; they are real enjoyments, and allied to many elegancies in manners and in taste;-I only wish to prevent unprofitable pains and inconsistent expectations. You are sensible of the benefit of early rising; and you may, if you please, make it a point that your daughter shall retire with her governess, and your son with his tutor, at the hour when you are preparing to see company. But their sleep, in the first place, will not be so sweet and undisturbed amidst the rattle of carriages, and the glare of tapers glancing through the rooms, as that of the village child in his quiet cottage, protected by silence and darkness; and, moreover, you may depend upon it, that as the coercive power of education is laid aside, they will in a few months slide into the habitudes of the rest of the family, whose hours are determined by their company and situation in life. You have, however, done good as far as it goes; it is something gained, to defer pernicious habits, if we cannot prevent them. These thoughts may help to dissipate the wonder, which many seem to feel, that children do not more dutifully follow good advice; and, perhaps, prevent parents from charging human nature with much perversity, when the fault of it is almost wholly their own. On the other hand, speaking of the influence of example, Mrs Barbauld says: Do we see a father who is diligent in his profession, domestic in his habits, whose house is the resort of well-informed, intelligent peoplea mother whose time is usefully filled, whose attention to her duties secures esteem, and whose amiable manners attract affection? Do not be solicitous, respectable couple, about the moral education of your offspring! do not be uneasy because you cannot surround them with the apparatus of books and systems; or fancy you must retire from the world to devote yourselves to their improvement. In your world they are brought up much better than they could be under any plan of factitious education which you could provide for them: they will imbibe 25 VOL. IV. |