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have no superior at the English, or in- of time, but that his own is a congedeed any bar on earth. He is some nial soul, that he has drank deeply at times, however, misled both by his the fountains of classical inspiration, temper and his acuteness. Infinitely and tasted the imperishable beauties ingenious himself, he supposes other of the everlasting Greek and Roman people equally cunning, and hence he models. What his attainments are is often guilty of an error not common in general literature, I had no means to inferior men-excessive refinement. of judging. I should not wonder, it, In one department, however, he stands on all but his favourite subjects, he alone, and that is in expiscating the were inclined to be idle. truth from a witness predetermined In this rapid enumeration, and long and pre-sold to conceal it. I saw one as this paper has already swelled unspecimen only of his terrible powers der my hand, it would be injustice of cross-examination. He was beaten; to omit one of the ablest of the but the case was otherwise so strong, Queen's counsel, and his exposé of the contradictions Mr Williams. With the exception of the witness so manifest, that he of Mr Raine, Mr Williams is decidedcarried his point, and got a verdict. ly the most acute man at the English

And here I cannot help remarking, Bar, I mean in pursuing a train of how greatly superior to the Scotch is reasoning to its consequences, or in the English Bar in general, in the in- piecing together the dispecta membra valuable talent of examining a wit- of a case, when these have been scatness. They seem determined to carry tered over a vast surface. He wants their point, and there is no artifice Raine's wit and animation, however ; which they do not put in practice, ra but I suspect he excels him in legal ther than submit to the humiliation knowledge, and in capability of a susof a defeat. The counsel, too, seem tained effort. His countenance is all of them to possess a great known eminently intellectual, and his fine ledge of human nature, and to have aquiline nose gives a peculiar point studied character carefully. Hence to the general expression of his very their frequent success, where Scotch significant features. All the world, barristers would undoubtedly fail. has heard of the matchless ingenuity Besides, they are allowed greater lati. which he displayed in commenting on tude by the Court. In Scotland, the the evidence regarding the Queen's judges too frequently interfere to conduct on board the polacre; a part protect a witness who needs no other of the case which Mr Brougham, with. shield than his own impudence. Not his usual tact, reserved for the unso in England. Very seldom, indeed, equalled analytic powers of his friend, does the Bench interfere. The wit but which some of the miserable miness is left to stand or fall by himself. nisterial boobies about Edinburgh, This can be no hardship to a witness with their usual blundering malice who means to adhere to the truth; supposed he had unintentionally omitand if any unfair advantage is at- ted. There is only one thing deservtempted to be taken, he has only to ing of regret in this business, and throw himself on the court, and he is that is, that Mr Williams did not resafe.

ceive that quantum of praise on the I am not aware, that, in the whole above occasion, to which, by the concourse of my life, I ever experienced sent of men of all parties, he was so so much pleasure as in witnessing the eminently entitled. tactics of Jonathan Raine, with regard Several counsel, eminent in their to whose frequent success in this way way, were also visible on the legal the young barristers are full of anec horizon. Among others I discerned dotes. But I have also said that Jo the broad square phiz or disc of the nathan ranks high as a classic. To renowned Serjeant Hullock, of comthis day," Jonathan Raine and the mission celebrity in this country, Mr Classics,” is a standard college toast at Littledale, su -famous for his extenOxford. You have only to listen ten sive legal knowledge, Mr Tindal, a minutes to his pleadings to be satis very able and learned counsel, Serfied, not only that he has the classics jeant Cross, and a few others, (horat his command, and can, with more resco referens,) “unknown to fame.". than the sorcery of Owen Glendower, I had some few more little anecdotes eroke "spirits from the vasty deep"

and adventures to chronicle, as gos



sip for your amusement, Mr Editor, saken yellow, &c. &c. &c. and how but my paper is done, my candle al- much displeased you would be, were most burnt to the socket, Betty at the the sombre brown to urge its pretendoor simpering out, “ Your slippers, sions to a wider space than the rest, on Sir,” and my fingers aching with this the ground of its having been the first vast effort of scribbling : So vive, vale, tenant! inquit

Now, Sir, there subsists between Clackmannan.

two classes of writers exactly the same difference, as between the beg

gar and the bee, and the productions HINTS CONCERNING QUOTATIONS, BY

of the one excel the productions of the other, as much as the coat of the for

mer surpasses the honey of the latter, Fere quisque quotat.

as an object of taste or beauty. The Mus. Montan.

writers of the one class have all their MR EDITOR,

eyes and all their ears about them; all

the good things which other people You have often heard how the in

say flow into their mental repository, dustrious bee trips from flower to where they mingle and unite with flower, collecting their sweets, and by each other, and with the original trea. a process of assimilation, making them sures which may be found there, till, alf his own ; and doubtless you have by their own fermentation, they force frequently contemplated with delight for themselves an outlet, and rush the produce of this indefatigable insect, forth a very delicious stream of as å holiday accompaniment to the thought, from the mingling of the loaves of Mr Yeastie, and the fresh ingredients called composition. But butter of Kitty Kirnem ; but be can the other class, justly thinking this to did, Mr Editor, and say if, with that smell too strongly of the mecharic, versatile disposition of yours, evidentin and wisely judging that it is a danthe delicious variety of your Magazine, gerous plan, because it must stand or you have not frequently tired of its fall by itself, have pursued a safer dull unvarying cloying lusciousness. path, and procured certain salvation You have. But let me present you for their works, by a very simple exwith a more agreeable object, cogni- pedient, that of liberal quotation. zable by another of your senses. In This spirit hath prevailed very much your walks of observation in and about of late : the authors of the present ós Auld Reekie,” have you never no time have improved upon the system ticed one of those polite gentry who which those of the Augustan age asell a low bow for a penny, a host of dopted; they stuck together, and supGod's blessings for sixpence, and who ported one another by mutual praise ; always doff their hats to me as I pass -We effect the same thing in a difalong for-nothing at all ? Yes, you ferent and better way—by mutual have—and you have noticed too his quotation. Nothing can be so delightcoat of many colours vying with each ful to a man, as to see his works other in the extent of their territories, quoted by another, and nothing so and thus maintaining a fair balance of readily induces him to lend his aspower amongst them. There is a field sistance to his humble admirer, by of variety, on which the eye may riot a puff of grateful praise, or some such in all the changes of primitive colour, favourable and condescending notice. with multitudes of shades, and differ- To excel another in force of body is ences, and approaches to this or that no great boast, for some asses are hue! Suppose, if possible, that the stronger than men, but to be confesoriginal colour of the coat were ascer sedly superior to many of our own tained to have been of a dark brown, species in that very point wherein we -how pleased and delighted you are surpass all other animals, is truly a to find that sombre hue varied and subject of self-gratulation. How wonbedizened with the sprightly green, derfully pleased, then, must authors the martial red, the aerial blue, the be with each other, when they find dazzling white, * the dashing but for- their opinions held up by their neigh

bouring intelligences as illustrations

of moral truths, or their thoughts and *“ Dazzling white."-Fudge.-EDITOR. language exhibited as examples of all

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that is beautiful in imaginative excel prevalenee in the literature of the lence, and all that is just in descrip day. We have a wonderful degree of tion: Nor can it diminish their good facility in accommodating both our humour towards one another, when memories and our understandings to they observe those to be the readiest the features and meaning of a quotato give a circulation to their good tion. Nothing comes amiss to our things, from whom they had the great ostrich appetite for inverted commas. est reason to expect envy or detrac Every thing of this kind puts on the tion. There is something very friend familiarity of an old acquaintance, and ly in this system of borrowing and carries, in its forward friendly stare, lending, which puts the character of the conviction, that we must have an author in a new and more engag- met and shaken hands in such a book, ing light. When we read a man's and at such a time, or perhaps less works, we shall no longer think of definitely, somewhere and sometime him arrayed in scarecrow attire, sur or other; so that, though we cannot mounted by a foot long by two inch- recollect time and place, and all the es broad of peevish self-sufficient face, et cætera of circumstantiality and the “ genus irritabile" of Horace unguem," it would be equally absurd will cease to be applicable to the sup- and unpolite to refuse the familiarity porters of your Magazine, and the few of a nod, or the more friendly intiinaothers in the world who take the trou. cy of a smile, to what bears in its ble to write. When we see an author whole exterior a claim to a share in keeping all his book to himself, and our remembrance. Sentences which never condescending to mingle in his appear in this shape we conclude to writings the brilliant sayings of others, be truths which every body knows we set him down as a churlish invi- and believes, or beauties which every dious wretch, selfish to the exclusion body has seen and admired; else why of every generous feeling ; but when should they be there? and we are we observe the generality of the au- totally ashamed to confess, even to thors of our own day liberally helping ourselves, that we know nothing at themselves, and, at the same time, all about then.. But the best of it bringing their neighbours into notice is, that people will travel, with an air by quotation, we lay aside the consi- of infinite satisfaction, through a dozen deration of them as a wrangling and lines, of which they can have no noself-interested democracy, and give tion whatever, because written in a them credit for possessing all the af- language as little known to them as fections, and being capable of all the the

Sybilline leaves were to Tarquin, courtesy, of other men. But nothing provided the magic recommendation of can give such an inviting aspect to the inverted commus be superadded. A writings themselves, as a multitude of man's countenance, on such an occaquotations. In a well written page, sion, wears that smile of superlative those nice little pieces within inverted intelligence, with which we salute our commas stand forth, giving a grander fat long-winded host, when he has effect to the whole: they are the bas re- just finished a tortuous, fathomless lief ornaments of a beautiful structure. narrative, less interesting to our ears In a dull page, again, they are the than the clashing of his trenchers and inns on a dreary road, -they are the the decanting of his port. The meanwatering-places in the desart,--they ing contained in such a passage affects are the stepping-stones over the Red us in some mysterious way like the Seathey are the-everything! I power of an unintelligible amulet, or never throw down a book because the as a medicine which once insinuated writer is stupid, provided he uses itself into the bodily system of a sick plenty of good quotations. Reading prince through the handle of a wooden such a book is like calling on a dull bat which he made use of when takacquaintance, who introduces you to ing exercise. a number of witty sensible fellows, The advantages which a liberal use saying little himself during your visit of quotations affords to authors being besides mentioning their names. That thus clearly, though perhaps not amquotations, wherever they are found, ply, illustrated, we would recommend are favourites with the public, is evi it to all writers, especially when they dent from the avidity with which they have come to a ne plus ultra ;" it are swallowed, as well as from their fills up those unsecmly gaps and



Chasms, those " hiatus in manuscriptis the benefit or pleasure it is intended valdè deflendi," so quaintly and so em to convey. Were it not for the assophatically denominated by our rusticciations aforementioned, how much Critics, " holes in the ballad." " Very would it delight me to see our Mentrue," says a nephew of mine, who is tors, and our Monitors, and our looking over my right shoulder while Rainbows, paying due regard to their I write this, (a very promising lad, reminiscences of grammar school liby the by, a true sprig of the Mulber- terature, and never ueglecting their ry, who will not disgrace the family, first love, by soaring in quotation but he blushes,)—"Very true," says beyond the precincts of that ode, oramy nephew,“ quotations are doubtless tion, chapter, satire, epigram, or episvery convenient things, but then, what tle, which they parsed on the dux's a moving mass of memory one must form. But if you are for a wider be, what a range of knowledge one range than Latin and Greek afford, must command, to have them cut and apply to Mr Macdonell of the Inner dry for every purpose.”. (Now, you Temple, a person who has indeed see what a novice he is—but he blush- “ been at a great feast of languages, es again.)—No such thing; a mere and stolen the scraps."

He has pubsmattering is quite enough; I could lished a Dictionary of Quotations, a recommend a book for quotations from string." of shreds and patches," “ full the Latin Classics, but that it brings a- of wise saws and modern instanlong with it some queerish remembran- ces,” a bird's-eye view of every thing ces of the relationship between school wise and witty that has been written books and school-blows, between the in foreign tongues, since the time birch and the breech.-One effort at that Noah celebrated the flood in a the name and it is over !—I mean the ballad of alternate eights and sixes : Grammatical Exercises.

a Babel of knowledge; a Polyglot It is a pleasant sight to see the microcosm of authorship! Here you motley assemblage of Poets, Philoso- may drink deep of the “ Pierian phers, Historians, Orators, &c. which spring," without danger of falling in this book contains. Do you wish to and being irrecoveraħly drowned, or close a declamation with a vengeance ? armed with poetic obstinacy against Cicero supplies you with many a pi- the advice and remonstrances of all thy period. Excerpts from Horace sensible people, as Achilles was renscattered in every page, will help you dered invulnerable by a single souse to laugh at the follies, and Juvenal over head and ears in a certain mudwill occasionally lend his scourge to dy Dutch-like river in the Infernal Relash the vices of men. Seneca now

gions. The only thing to be lamented and then starts up to enrich your mo is, that his budget of beauties conrality, and Ovid will frequently tains none of the flowers of literature forward the birth of a fine thought, which embellish the writings in our or drop a tear in the midst of a own language ; but this neglect (if lugubrious lament. Virgil is ever neglect it may be called) will easily ready to bolster up a pastoral, or co be accounted for, if we remember lour a description, and many a morsel what proportion they bear to those of of sententious wisdom appears unown the other languages of the world, ed in this admirable little book-in what time would be necessary to colwhich the whole writing wortbies of lect together the mighty mass, what “Rome at its best” are sitting round, types, what ink, what' paper, what ready to utter each his voice as occa- toil, what bustling, to compile, print, sion may require, grave and bearded, and publish the stupendous work ! not "like the pard,” but their own what horses, what waggons, what senators.

drivers, to transport a single copy to As for Greek, if you are at a loss for my country residence- "Tis overwhela quotation of imposing appearance, ming! In fact, and finally, a power just turn up Homer or Euripides, and of quoting the beauties of our own take part of the first line you meet language with elegance and grace, is with, which has a wonderful effect; to be acquired only by him who has those who can detect it will be dumb genius enough to think the search on the occasion, as they are often put after them a pleasure, and not the task to such shifts themselves, and those of plodding industry. who cannot will receive from it all


LETTER FROM R. GOODFELLOW. pence below the lowest of the two oc

tavo publications of the proprietor of MB EDITOR,

the work. Now, as we all know the In your last Number there appear. Fox, pray tell me, Sir, who is the ed a good, stiff, vigorous article upoia Goose upon this occasion ? One thing the subject of LORD Byron, Don is indisputably certain, that of late the Juan, and THOMAS DAVIson, from proprietor of Don Juan has been heard which it should seem that the part to whistle and hum alternately the taken by the latter was purely obste tune of the well known song, of which trical. The censure upon the publi- the burden is this : cation of the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Cantos of the Noble Lord, was

The loss of my love it grieves me sore,

But the loss of my sixpence ten times more. not more vituperative than just; but what will you say, Mr Editor, to the I am, Sir, your obedient servant, appearance of the Fox again? In other

R. GOODFELLOW. words, the Catherine Street booksel. Royal Institution, Albemarle Street, ler is “ out" with his reprint one sir September 8, 1821.



Nought's to be won at woman's hand,
Unless you give her a' the plea.

OW Song

To beauteous, dear, delightful, witching woman,

The noblest bards have poured their deathless lays ;
And in the muse's train, it were uncommon,

To find a minstrel silent in her praise.
In reverence for the sex, I yield to no man;

To them, my heart its silent homage pays;
And still I wonder, as I think about them,
How dismal were our fate, if doomed to live without them.
There is so much in women to admire,

In youth so kind, in age so wise and solemn;
That would Apollo but impart the fire,

I'd sing their virtues in a quarto volume.
But faint the warblings of my rustic lyre,

And niggard fate forbids to raise a column;
Then humbly bowing to my fortune stern,
1, like a Scotsman true, will heap a little cairn.
Of modern monuments to woman's fame,

Byron's are built of marble, dark and strong ;
And on the pedestal is many a name

His hand has rescued from oblivion's throng.
Moore's is a gilded altar, where a flame

Breathes luscious fragrance, softly borne along ;
On this we gaze-admire its beauteous polish;
That ruder form, we own, time only can demolish.
But both, ungrateful to their native land,

Of foreign beauties have enraptured sung;
Their forms have sculptured with unwearied hand,

And round the statues loveliest drapery hung:
Forgot the graces of Green Erin's strand,

And Caledonia's daughters fair and young:
To Lalla Rookh, Moore strings his softest lyre,
And infidels alone can Byron's muse inspire.

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