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Before the French despotism was must, in any case, attend the estaba established over the German States lishment of a confederacy of Indepenbordering on the Rhine, only one of dent States? or does he conceal from these States could be said to possess a himself how greatly these difficulties good constitution. This was Wur- must, in the present instance, be intemberg—the constitution of which, creased by the determined opposition Mr Pitt once said, was the best in the of the first and third power in Gere world next to that of England. With many? to say nothing of the insuperthe assistance of Napoleon, the repre- able objections which all Saxons and sentatives of the nobility and people Hanoverians will feel to the erection of were deprived, by the sovereign family, a system which could not fail to add of the share which they had always had new weight to the already odious suin the government of their country, periority of Prussia. The thing is and a pure monarchy was established. quite impossible—I do not hesitate to In other words, Wurtemberg became say so, although I am quite sensia mere department of France. After ble that I have no better plan to sugLouis XVIII. had re-ascended the gest. throne of his fathers, the people of Something, however, must be this German State saw no reason why done. If Frederick-William, and the tyranny established by Bonaparte Prince Hardenberg, and the petty among them should survive the other Princes of Wurtemberg and Baden, institutions of his despotism; since do not hasten to do what they have that period, a perpetual struggle has promised, the work will very soon be subsisted between them and their taken out of their hands. The naking; and, notwithstanding all the al- tional independence of Germany is an liances by which he has fortified him- object of much concern to every enself, I have very little doubt as to the lightened German,—but civil rights, mode in which it will terminate. and internal repose, are yet dearer to

The Prussians, the Bavarians, the him. The privileges of the nobility Wurtembergers, and the people of must, in the first place, be lessened, Baden, have all been promised repre- commerce must be rendered honour, sentative constitutions by their prin- able,-and every part of the educated ces. The fulfilment of these promises and enlightened people must somehas been deferred from year to year; how find its organ in the deliberative and, in some instances, this has been assembly of the State. All this has accompanied with measures of royal been solemnly promised and patiently violence, and testifications of popular waited for.

The silence which at predispleasure, which leave but too much sent prevails, is the best proof that the reason to doubt, whether the result public of Germany are firm, resolved, of the approaching Congress at Dus- and confident. Let the Congress of selsdorf, will be more soothing to the Dusselsdorf do their duty, and all is general mind than those of the

similar well. If not, the time shall soon meetings which have already been held have gone by, when restitution might at Frankfort and Vienna.

have prevented the necessity of reThe plans which have as yet been venge. suggested by the political writers in If the Germans have a Revolution, Germany, are, I think, all alike vi- it will, I hope and trust, be calm and sionary and impracticable. The best rational, when compared with that of of all these authors, Scheffer, whose the French. Its precursors have not book you should certainly read, pro- been, as in France, ridicule, raillery, poses, very seriously, the establish- derision, impiety ; but sober reflecment of a great national confederacy, tion, Christian confidence, and manly to consist of all the German States, resolutions, gathered and confirmed excepting Austria and Bavaria. The by the experience of many sorrowful princes of these countries, he observes, years. The sentiment is so universalshould not be permitted to join the ly diffused-80 seriously established confederacy, for several reasons—Their so irresistible in its unity,—that I subjects are not all Germans; and the confess I should be greatly delighted, greater part of their territories have but not very much astonished, to hear always been accustomed to a mere mi- of the mighty work being accomplishlitary government. But has Mr Schef- ed almost without resistance, and enfer forgotten the difficulties which tirely without outrage.


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What feats the Fairy Creatures played !

Now seeming of the height afraid,
Drcam-like remembrance of a Dream. And, folding the moss in fast embraces,

They peeped o'er the Bridge with their love-
Ir chanced three merry Fairies met

ly faces.
On the bridge of a mountain rivulet, Now hanging like the fearless flowers
Whose hanging arch thro' the misty spray, By their tiny arms in the Cataract showers,
Like a little Lunar Rainbow lay,

Swung back and forward with delight,
With turf and flowers a pathway meet,

Like Pearls in the spray-shower burning For the twinkling of unearthly feet,

bright ! For bright were the flowers as their golden Then they dropt at once into the Pooltresses,

A moment gone! then beautiful
And green the turf as their Elfin-dresses. Ascending on slow-hovering wing,
Aye the water o'er the Linn

As if with darkness dallying,
Was mocking, with a gleesome din, They rose again, through the smiling air,
The small shrill laughter, as it broke

To their couch of moss and flow'rets fair,
In peals from these night-wandering Folk;

And rooted lay in silence there. While the stream danced on with a tinkling Down into the gulf profound tune,

Slid the stream without a sound !
Al happy to meet by a blink o' the moon. A charm had hushed the thundering shocks,
Now laughing louder than before,

And stillness steeped the blackened rocks.
They strove to deaden that ceaseless roar ;

'Twas fit, where these fair things were lying, And, when vanquished was the water fall,

No sound, save of some Zephyr sighing, Loudly they shouted, one and all,

Should stir the gentle Solitude ! Like the chorus of a Madrigal,

The mountain's night-voice was subdued Till the glen awoke from its midnight trance,

To far-off music faint and dim, And o'er the hills in flight-like dance,

From Nature's heart a holy hymn!
Was all the troop of echoes driven,

Nor was that Universal Strain
This moment on earth, and that in heaven. Through Fairy-bosoms breathed in vain ;

Entranced in joy the Creatures lay,
From the silent heart of a hollow Yew, Listening the music far away,
The Owl sailed forth with a loud halloo : Til One the deep'ning silence broke,
And his large yellow eyes looked bright

And thus in song-like murmurs spoke.
With wonder, in the wan moonlight,
As hovering white, and still as snow,

Mountain Fairy.
He caught a glance of the things below, “ Soon as the lingering Sun was gone,
All burning the bridge like fire

I sailed away from my sparry throne,
In the sea-green glow of their wild attire. Mine own cool, silent, glímmering dwelling.
“ Halloo! Halloo ! tu-whit! tu-whoo !" Below the roots of the huge Hylvellyn.
Cried the gleesome Elves, and away they flew, As onwards like a thought I flew,
With mimic shriek, sob, cry, and howl, From my wings fast feli the pearly dew,
In headlong chase of the frightened Owl. Sweet tiny orbs of lucid ray
With many a buffet they drove him onward, Rising and setting on my way,
Now hoised him up, now pressed him down. As if I had been some Planet fair,

That ruled its own bright atmosphere. They pulled at his horns, and with many a O beauteous sight !' the Shepherd cried, tweak,

To the Shepherd slumbering at his side,
Around and around they skrewed his beak ; • Look where the Mountain-Fairy flies !
On his back they beat with a birch-spray flail, But e'er he had opened his heavy eyes,
And they tore the long feathers from his tail; I had flown o'er Grassmere's moonlight flood,
Then, like warriors mounted in their pride, And the rustling swing of old Rydal. Wood,
Behind his wings behold them ride! And sunk down 'mid the heather-bells
And shouting, charge unto the war, On the shady side of sweet Furness-Fells.
Each waving his soft plume-scymitar; 'Twas but one soft wave o' my wing!
A war of laughter, not of tears,

A start and an end to my journeying.
The wild-wood's harmless Cuirassiers. One moment's rest in a spot so dear,

For the Moonlight was sleeping on Winder.
Thro' the depth of Ivy on the wall
(The sole remains of old Greystock Hall) And I saw in that long pure streak of light
The Screamer is driven, half scared to death; The joy and the sadness of the night,
And the gamesome Fairies, all out of breath, And mine eyes, in sooth, began to fill,
Their tiny robes in the air arranging, So beautiful that Lake-so still
And kisses in their flight exchanging ; So motionless its gentle breast
Now slowly with the soft wind stealing Save where, just rocking in their rest,
Right onwards, round about now wheeling, A crowd of water-lilics lay
Like leaves blown off in gusty weather, Like stars amid the milky way.
To the rainbow-bridge all flock together ;
And lo! on the green moss all alight, But what had I with the Lake to do?
Like a cluster of Goldfinches mingling bright. So off to the misty hills I flew,

ward ;


And in dark ravines, and creviced rocks, Till, like a breath breathed clear from
With myfinger I counted my thousand flocks, Heaven,
And each little Lamb by name I blest, To her at once a voice was given,
As snow-white they lay in their innocent rest. And thro' the tune the words arose
When I saw some weak cold rottering Lamb As thro' the fragrant dew the leaflets of the
Recline 'gainst the side of its pitiful Dam,

Who seemed to have some wildering fear

Cottage Fairy.
Of Death, as of a Poe that was near, “ Sisters! I have seen this night
I shone like a sunbeam soft and warın A hundred Cottage-Fires burn bright,
Till the fleece lay smooth on its strengthened And a thousand happy faces shining

In the bursting blaze, and the gleam declining.
And the happy Creatures lay down together I care not I for the stars above,
Like waves on the sea in gentle weather, The lights on earth are the lights I love:
And in contentment calm and deep Let Venus bless the Evening-air,
Sank faintly-bleating into sleep.

Uprise at morn Prince Lucifer, In the soft moonlight glow I knew

But those little tiny stars be mine
Where the herbs that hold the poison grew; That thro' the softened copse-wood shine,
And at the touch of my feathery foot With beauty crown the pastoral hill,
They withered at once both stalk and root, And glimmer o'er the sylvan rill,
Bat I shook not the gracious tears of night Where stands the Peasant's ivied nest,
From the plants most dear to the Shepherd's And the huge mill-wheel is at rest.

From out the honeysuckle's bloom
And with mellower lustre bade them spring I peeped into that laughing room,
In the yellow round of the Fairy's ring, Then, like a hail-drop, on the pane
Till, methought, the hillside smiled afar Pattering, I stilled the din again,
With the face of many a verdant Star. While every startled eye looked ups
I marked the Fox at the mouth of his den, And, half-raised to her lips the cup,
And raised the shadows of Hunter-men, The rosy Maiden's look met mine!
And I bade aerial beagles rave,

But I veiled mine eyes with the silken twine And the horn twang through the Felon's cave, of the small wild roses clustering thickly, Then buried him with Famine in his grave. Then to her seat returning quickly,

She 'gan to talk with bashful glee The Raven sat upon Langdale-Peak Of Fairies 'neath the greenwood Tree With crusted blood on his ebon-beak, Dancing by moonlight, and she blest And I dashed him headlong from the steep, Gently our silent Land of rest. While the murderer croaked in his sullen sleep. The Infants playing on the floor, Away I sailed by the Eagle's nest, At these wild words their sports gave o'er, And the Eaglets couched warm beneath her And asked where lived the Cottage-Fairy? breast,

The maid replied, “She loves to tarry But the Shepherd shall miss her cry at morn, Oftimes beside our very hearth, For her eyes are dim and her plumage torn, And joins in little Children's mirth And I left in their Eyrie the Imps accurst When they are gladly innocent ; To die in their hunger, and cold, and thirst. And sometimes beneath the leafy Tent, An, all is well with my lovely Flocks ! That murmurs round our Cottage-door, And so I dropt suddenly down the rocks, Our overshadowing Sycamore, From Loughrig-top, like a falling Star, We see her dancing in a ring, Seen doubůess through the mists afar And hear the blessed Creature sing By a hundred Shepherds on the Hill A Creature full of gentleness, Wandering among the Moonlight still, Rejoicing in our happiness.' And with folded wings and feet earth-bound Then plucked I a wreath with many a gem I felt myself standing o'er the sound Burning a flowery Diadem ; Of this Waterfall, and with joy espied And through the wicket with a glide A Sister-Elf at either side,

I slipped, and sat me down beside My Tale is told-nor strange nor new- The youngest of those Infants fair, Now, sweet Lady Bright-Eyes ! what say And wreathed the blossoms round her hair.

• Who placed these flowers on William's

As some wild Night. Flower thro' the dew, His little wondering Sister said,
Looks to the Moon with freshened hue, • A wreath not half so bright and gay
When a wandering breath of air

Crowned me, upon the morn of May,
Hath lifted up its yellow hair,

Queen of that sunny Holiday.'
And its own little glade grows bright The tiny Monarch laughed aloud
At the soft revealment of its light,

With pride among the loving crowd,
Cpsprung, so sudden and so sweet, And, with my shrillest voice, I lent
The MOUNTAIN FAIRY to her feet; A chorus to their merriment;
And, looking round her with a smile, Then with such murmur as a Bee
Silent the Creature paused awhile,

Makes, from a flower-cup suddenly
Uneertain what glad thoughts should burst Borne off into the silent sky,
In music from her spirit first,

I skimmed away, and with deligh

you ?”

Sailed down the calm stream of the night, In a moment all as death was still :
Till gently, as a fake of Snow,

Then, like an echo in a Hill
Once more I dropt on earth below,

Far off one melancholy strain ! And girdled as with a rainbow zone, Too heavenly pure to rise again, The Cot beloved I call mine own.

And all alone the dreamer stood

Beside the disenchanted flood, « Sweet Cot! that on the mountain-side

That rolled the rocky banks along Looks to the stars of Heaven with pride,

With its own dull, slow, mortal song. And then fings far its smiling cheer

-What wafted off the Fairies ? hush ! O'er the radiant Isles of Windermere,

The storm comes down the glen--crushBlest ! ever blest ! thy sheltered roof !

crushPain, grief, and trouble, stand aloof From the shadow of thy green Palm-Tree! The Pine Tree groans to the groaning Oak!

And as the blackening rain-cloud broke, Let nought from Heaven e'er visit Thee,

Thunder is in the waving woodBut dews, and rays, and sounds of mirth ;

And from Rydal-mere's white-flashing flood And ever may this happy Earth

There comes thro' the mist an angry roar, , Look happiest round thy small domain !

Loud as from the great sea-shore. Thee were I ne'er to see again,

Well, I ween, the Fairies knew Methinks that agony and strife

The clouds that the sudden tempest brew, Would fall even on a Fairy's life,

And had heard far-off the raging rills, And nought should ever bless mine eyes

As they leapt down from a hundred hills, Save the dream of that vanished Paradise.

And the ghostlike moan that wails and raves - The hush'd bee-hives were still as death. From the toppling crags and the sable And the sleeping Doves held fast their breath,

caves, Nestling together on the thatch ;

E'er the night-storm in his wrath doth come, With my wing-tip I raised the latch,

And bids each meaner sound be dumbAnd there that lovely Lady shone,

So they sailed away to the land of rest, In silence sitting all alone,

Each to the spot that it loved the best, Beside the cradle of her Child !

And left our noisy world ! And ever as she gazed, she smiled

On his calm forehead white as snow ;
I rock'd the cradle to and fro,
As on the broom a Linnet's nest
Swings to the mild wind from the west ;

And oft his little hands and breast,
With warm and dewy lips I kist.

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• Sweet Fairy !' the glad Mother said,
And down she knelt as if she prayed

το μελλον τις οιδα και
While glad was I to hear our name
Bestowed on such a beauteous frame,
And with my wings I hid mine eyes,

It seems as if colonies had always Till I saw the weeping kneeler rise

been the chief means by which civiliFrom her prayer in holy extacies !"

zation is extended and improved. The Cottage FAIRY ceased; and Night, civilized states carry with them the

The colonies which proceed from That seem'd to feel a calm delight In the breath of that sweet-warbling tongue, experience and acquirements of the Was sad at closing of the song,

mother country; and the nature of And all her starry eyne look'd dull, their situation enables them to cut Of late so brightly beautiful ;

themselves off from the influence of Till on the Fox-glove's topmost cup its prejudices. The FAIRY OF THE LAKE leapt up,

The Phenicians and Egyptians, And with that gorgeous column swinging, who established themselves on the By fits a low wild prelude singing, And gracefully on tip-toe standing,

coast of Greece, and from whom that With outstretched arm, as if commanding,

country derived all its civilization, had The beauty of the Night again

observed in their native land the bad Revived beneath her heavenly strain.

effects of a priesthood-monopolizers Low, sad, and wild, were the tones I heard, at once of knowledge and power; and Like the opening song of the hidden Bird, they took care that no similar estabE’er music steeps th' Italian vales

lishment should And room in their From the heart of a thousand Nightingales; new possessions. Hence, most proBut words were none; the balmy air bably, the immense superiority of the Grew vocal round that Elfin fair, And, like her fragrant breath, the song

Greeks in science and in art, over those Dropp'd dewily from that sweet tongue,

more ancient nations which were their But 'twas a language of her own,

first instructors in both. In Egypt To grosser human sense unknown ; all knowledge was the privileged posAnd while in blissful reverie

session of one profession, and applied My soul lived on that melody,

solely to its purposes. In Greece,



education and knowledge were left gyptians have been succeeded by the free to all. Ambition and love of Kopts. fame, those most powerful of all in- So possible, nay so easy, does the centives, the only ones which lead to ruere in pegus appear to me, that I truly great things in science and art, see nothing improbable in an opinion had no influence in Egypt, but were which some consider as blasphemous. allower free scope in Greece, and long After a few centuries have gone over exerted their rightful sway over the their heads, the inhabitants of Engreason and imagination of all men. land, France, Germany, Spain, and

Whether the Anglo-American col- Italy, may be robbers, pirates, spiritonies shall ever surpass the European less hordes,--devoid of science, art, mother-country in civilization and commerce, or industry, or, what is as culture of intellect, as much as the bad, they may become creatures tame, Greeks did their oriental ancestors; unproductive, unenergetic. They may and whether the future advantages of retain the externals of refinement, America (if such she have) shall owe with the vicious torpor of the Chinese. their origin to bold departure from the

SIR AGELASTUS. institutions, opinions, prejudices, and manners of Europe,-these are questions which cannot be answered till after the lapse of more centuries an one. It is possible, nay it is probable, that some thousand years hence, This animal, like the Kraken (of the inhabitants of those newly-peopled which in our last Number we traced countries may surpass the Europeans the history), is said to shew itself on of our time, as much as these do their the surface of the ocean only during ancestors—the Franks and Saxons of calm weather. It appears at times the days of Charlemagne. In their extended like a vast beam ; at other turn the Americans may be surpassed times only shewing different portions in the same proportion by colonies of of its body, and resembling a long their own. There is no end to the chain of casks or floats. According to improvement of intellect. Our species the old histories, it is a strange and may yet be only in the infancy of its terrible sea monster, which greatly acquirements. Sir Macroscopon. deserves to be taken notice of by those

who are curious to look into the ex-,

traordinary works of nature. The No III.

first mention which we find made of Facilis descensus Averni.

this animal, is in the sacred writings.

No doubt the Leviathan of Scripture That the rude man of nature should is by many commentators considered be able, without example or instruc- as the whale, but a careful perusal of tion, and by his own efforts alone, to those passages in which it is mentionlift himself from a condition nearly ed, appears to us to lead to a different resembling that of the brutes, into conclusion. Thus, in the 27th chap. one of elegance and refinement; that, of Isaiah, verse Ist, it is said, “In without aid from above or from abroad, that day the Lord, with his sore, and Centaurs and Lapithae could ever great, and strong sword, shall punish fashion themselves into Athenians, I leviathun, the piercing serpent, even have no capacity to believe. If any leviathan that crooked serpent; and one will shew me by what possible he shall slay the dragon that is in the means the Iroquese and Guaranis sea.” The same animal is alluded to could bring theinselves even into the in Job, chap. 27. “ He divideth the lowest state of European civilization sea with his power, and by his underand cultivation, I shall give up my standing he smiteth through the proud. scepticism.

By his spirit he hath garnished the That a people at once moral and re- heavens ; his and hath formed the fined may degrade themselves into a crooked serpent." The appellation of horde of barbarians or brutes, I have “ crooked” is very characteristic of no difficulty in conceiving. The civ- the appearance of the animal, as deilized and virtuous Spartans have sunk scribed by some modern writers. It into savage banditti and become Main- can scarcely be said to apply to the ots. The active and intellectual E. whale, which is, moreover, frequently Vol. III.


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