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ELEGY

To look so low, but they have felt its I felt that mirth was but a mockery, power

Yet I was mirthful. Its fatal power to kill or to create.

I lay down to sleep

I did not sleepI could not choose but But on the Towers, the Temples, and the

listen, Thrones

For o'er the wind-harp's strings the spirit Raised by the guilty weakness or base pride Of soaring, creeping Man,-he looks on

With that same sweet low voice. Yes ! thou them.

may'st smile, And as he gazes, lo! they move they totter!

But I must think, my friend, as then I He gazes on-See! to and fro they rock !

thought, And now, down-tumbling to the plain be- That the voice was hers whose early death neath,

mourned, They crumble into dust, and disappear.

That she it was who breathed those solemn And in the midst of all that boundless de.

notes

Which like a spell possessed the soul.
Which he himself has made, he stands alone:
The Monarch of a silent, empty world.

I lay
Wakeful, the prey of many feverish feelings
P. G. P.

My thoughts were of the dead !-At length London, Nov. 1818.

I slept,
If it indeed were sleep.--She stood before me
In beauty--the wan smile had passed away-
The eye was bright I could not bear its

brightness. Oh breathe not-breathe not sure 'twas Till now I knew not death was terrible, something holy !

For seldom did I dwell upon the thought, Earth hath no sounds like these again it And if, in some wild moment, Fancy shaped passes

A world of the departed, 'twas a scene With a wild low voice, that slowly rolls a Most calm and cloudless, or if clouds at way,

times Leaving a silence not unmusical!

Stained the blue quiet of the still soft sky, And now again the wind-harp's frame hath They did not dim its charm, but suited well felt

The stillness of the scene, like thoughts that The spirit-like the organ's richest peal

move Rolls the long murmur, and again it comes, Silently o'er the soul or linger there, That wild low wailing voice.

Shedding a tender twilight pensiveness ! These sounds to me This is an idle song !-I cannot tell Bear record of strange feelings- it was even What charms were hers who died. I can.

ing, And this same instrument lay on my window, What grief is their's, whose spirits weep for That the sighing breezes there might visit her! it;

Oh many were the agonies of Prayer,
I then did love, to leave my lonely heart, And many were the mockeries of Hope ;
Like this soft harp, the play-thing of each And many a heart, that loved the weak de-
impulse,

lusion,
of
every

breath-I sate alone Looked forward for the rosy smiles of Health, Listening for many minutės.--the sounds And many a rosy smile passed o'er that ceased,

cheek Or, though unnoted by the idle ear, Which will not smile again and the soft Were mingling with my thoughts I thought tinge

That often flushed across that fading face, And she was of the Dead.She stood before And made the stranger sigh with friends,

would wake With sweet sad smile, like the wan moon at A momentary hope even the calm tone midnight

With which she spoke of Death, gave birth Smiling in silence on a world at rest

to thoughts, I rushed away-I mingled with the Weak, trembling thoughts, that the lip utmirth

tered not ! Of the noisy many—it is strange, that night -And when she spoke with those, whom With a light heart, with light and lively most she mourned words,

To leave, and when through clear calm tears I sported hours away, and yet there came At times wild feelings

words will not ex Shone with unwonted light, oh was there But it seemed that a chill eye gazed upon In its rich sparkle something that forbade ,

The fear of Death and when in Life's That a wan cheek, with sad smile, upbraid.

last days ed me;

The same gay spirit, that in happier hours

not tell

The sport

of one,

me

the eye

press them

not

my heart,

nesses

meet

die ;

Had charactered her countenance, still Undimmed with earth—its tears—its weak

gleamed On the wan features when such playful And changeless, as within the exiles heart words,

The picture of his country,—there no clouds As once could scatter gladness on all hearts, Darken the hills--no tempest sweeps the Still trembled from the lip, and o'er the vale, souls

And the loved forms he never more must Of those who listened shed a deeper gloom In hours of such most mournful gayety, Are, with him in the vision, fair, as when Oh was there not even then a lingering hope, Long years ago they clasped his hands at That flitted fearfully, like parent birds

parting!

A. Fast futtering o'er their desolated nest ? Mourn not for her who died !-She lived

as saints Might pray to live-she died as Christians GENERAL LUDLOW'S MONUMENT. There was no earthward struggle of the

Oxford, Nov. 16, 1818. heart,

MR EDITOR,
No shuddering terror--no reluctant sigh.--
They who beheld her dying fear not Death!

During a short tour through SwitzerSilently-silently the Spoiler came,

land last summer, I resided some As Sleep steals o'er the senses, unperceived, part of the time at the delightful little And the last thoughts that soothed the wake town of Vevay, on the lake of Geneva. ing soul

I had good introductions to most of Mingle with our sweet dreams.-Mourn not the inhabitants, and found them exfor her!

tremely sociable, hospitable, and wellOh, who art thou, that with weak words informed. The immediate environs of comfort,

are not strikingly beautiful, owing to Would'st bid the mourner not to weep ?- the nature of the cultivation of the would'st win

vineyards, which are enclosed by stone The cheek of sorrow to a languid smile !

Thou dost not know with what a pious love walls. At the distance, however, of a Grief dwells upon the Dead !-thou dost mile and a half from the town on every not know

side, there is the most picturesque With what a holy zeal Grief treasures up scenery in the canton, and the air of All that recalls the past !--when the dim eye comfort reigning throughout the peaRolls objectless around, thou dost not know santry, the quiet and retired fields, What forms are floating o'er the mourner's woods, and villages, filled me with in

soul ! Thou dost not know with what a soothing art Clarens, so celebrated by Rousseau, did

expressible delight. The village of Grief, that rejects Man's idle consolations, Makes to itself companionable friends

not quite answer my expectations; but, Of all that charmed the Dead !-her robin though the luxuriant wood, if it ever still

did exist, is not now to be found, yet Seeks at the wonted pane his morning crumbs, the shade of a few trees and shrubs, And, surely, not less dear for the low sigh, and the view from it, is very magnifiHis visit wakes !-and the came bird who cent. I here read his Heloise, and I loved

am free to confess, that no such emoTo follow with gay wing her every step, tion or such sentiments as he describes Who oft, in playful fits of mimicry, Echoed her song, is dearer for her sake !

entered my soul-I was far more inThe wind, that from the hawthorn's dewy terested in what I am about to describe blossoms

-the manners of the place. Bri gs fragrance, breathes of her the mo The rent of lodgings is extremely

moderate, and the price of provisions That last she loved to hear, with deeper equally so. There are two very excelcharm

lent houses which take visitors or famiSpeaks to the spirit now—even these low lies, en pension, on reasonable terms;

notes, Breathed o'er her grave, will sink into the ed the Cercle, but a very good library,

and there is not only an assembly callA pensive song that Memory will love

which is liberally opened to strangers. In pensive moments :

The hours are early; the dinner is Mourners, is there not

served at one; the tea, or goûter, about An angel that illumes the house of mourn. six or seven; and by ten o'clock, every

family has retired. There are occaThe Spirit of the Dead_a holy image

sionally balls, both private and by subShrined in the soul--for ever beautiful. scription, which are often kept up till

ral lay,

soul

ing ?

a late hour in the morning. Here The discourse was plain, and delivered both old and young mix together, in an unaffected manner; and the dewhich is not the case at Berne; and vout manner with which the sacrathe refreshments are most liberally ment was administered and received served of the delicious productions (it being carried round to the congrewhich the place affords.

gation by six clergymen), also afforded The climate is so mild in winter, another strong contrast to the Catholic that many invalids repair hither from church on this most solemn occasion. various parts of Europe ; and in such I revisited this place of worship after repute are some of the grapes held, the service, to make a copy of an epithat at the vintage it is usual for nose taph on a monument erected to the patients they call les poitrinaires to be memory of Edmond Ludlow, who, sent by medical advice, and, during six during his unmerited exile, resided in weeks, eat these grapes ; beginning in this town. His house was shown to the morning, a quarter of an hour be- me, and stands on the left side of the fore rising, with a small quantity, street, and on the edge of the lake, which is gradually increased ; and this coming from the Vallais-it is tolerais pursued regularly through the pe- bly spacious, and ranks amongst the riod; and, as far as my inquiries led best in the place. me, with great effect.

Whether this epitaph has appeared I had occasion to attend the church, in print in England, in any memoirs which is Protestant, and standing on of Ludlow's life, I will not pretend to a pleasing eminence, on a communion say; but an old attendant at the church Sunday. The scenery, good order, assured me, that very few English traand numerous attendance of the pea- vellers came to look at it, and he had sants, struck me very forcibly, con never observed any one copy it before I trasted with those in the churches of took that which I now subjoin.--I am Italy I had been accustomed to see your humble servant, during a residence there of four years.

VIATOR.
Siste Gradum et Respice.
Hic Jacet Edmond Ludlow, Anglus natione, Provinciæ
Wiltoniensis Filius Henrici Equestris Ordinis, Senatorisque

Parlamenti, cujus quoque fuit ipse membrum,
Patria Stemmate clarus, et Nobilis, virtute propria

Nobilior, Religione Protestans, et insigni pietate
Corruscus ætatis Anno 23 Tribunus militum, Paulo post

Exercitus Prætor Primarius.

Tunc Hibernorum Domitor.
In pugna intrepidus, et vitæ prodigus, in Victoria
Clemens, et mansuetus, Patriæ Libertatis Defensor,

et Potestatis arbitrariæ oppugnator accerimus.
Cujus causa ab eadem Patria 32 Annis extorris
meliorique Fortuna Dignus, Apud Helvitios se

Recepit ibique ætatis anno 73 moriens omnibus
sui Desiderium Relinquens, Sedes Æternas latus

advolavit.
Hocce monumentum in perpetuam veræ et

Sinceræ erga maritum defunctum Amicitiæ,
Memoriam dicat, et vovet Domina Elizabeth de Thomas ejus strenua

et mæstissima, tam in infortunio quam in

Matrimonio consors dilectissima quæ animi magnitudine, et vi amoris conjugalis mota, Eum in exiliam ad obitum usque constanter

secuta est. Anno Domini 1693.

Vol. fy.

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LITERARY PREMIUM.

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wasted the imperial city with fire and

sword. « These works are the pro[A gentleman of this city has received duction of a divine hand,” exclaimed from a friend in London, a letter, in the the noble-minded Canova, when he following terms]

first beheld the colossal statues of

Mars and Adonis, which had been “ DEAR SIR,—Enclosed you will created by the chissel of the Scandifind a bill for £50, to be divided into navian, whose ancestors bent before three sums of £25, £15, and £10, as the gigantic and distorted effigies of prizes for the best lines, in verse or Odin or Baldur, and whose skill could prose, on the subject of Sir William scarce enable them to trace the rude Wallace's inviting Bruce to the Scottish emblems of their barbarous divinities throne ; which I could wish to be so on the unhewn rock and the runic expressed, as not to give offence to our altar. brethren south of the Tweed.

The father of Albert Thorvalldsen Perhaps there could be intro

was a poor Icelander, who had settled duced into the composition, the pro- at Copenhagen, where he maintained priety of erecting a tower or monu- himself and his children by following ment to the memory of Wallace, on the trade of a stone-cutter; and AlArthur Seat or Salisbury Craigs. If bert was born in the Danish capital such an object could be accomplished, in the year 1772. The boy would I would leave £1000 by my will to attempt to set himself at work even in assist it.

his earliest infancy, and he would try “ My name need not be mentioned to imitate his father's carvings. The -only say a native of Edinburgh, and old man saw that his son was destined a Member of the Highland Society of for better things, and when Albert London, who left his native place at became a little older, he placed him twelve years

of

age. The rest I leave in the free drawing-school, attached to your better judgment.

And re

to the royal academy of the fine arts, main, &c.”

established at Copenhagen. Here Albert learnt to draw.

Genius was apWe understand, that Messrs Man- parent in his sketches; yet he did not ners and Miller, booksellers here, have shew any decided vocation for drawe kindly undertaken to receive and trans- ing, neither did he study it with dili, mit any communications on the sub- gence ; but the young sculptor obeyed ject indicated in the foregoing letter; the strong impulse which was rising and we have been requested, there- within him, and, without instruction, fore, to intimate, that candidates for he applied himself, with great ardour, these prizes may send their composi- to the art of modelling. tions (postage paid) to Messrs Man An annual prize-medal is given by ners and Miller, before the 1st May the academy of Copenhagen to the 1819, when the prizes will be award- best modeller in clay. When Thored.

valldsen had entered his sixteenth

year, he thought that he too would at[We communicated the above notice yes- tempt to enter the lists. According to terday evening to our friend Mr Wastle, whose Poem on the purposed theme is al

an academical bye-law, each candidate ready in a state of great forwardness. Had for the prize is placed in a separate Signifer. Dohartiades been in life (rauta

room, when, furnished with the prox Jove degxw), we would have backed him per tools and materials, he is required against the field for a Rump and Dozen.]

to form his model,-a regulation precluding all suspicion of assistance from more experienced artists. Thor

valldsen's courage began to fail when ALBERT he was about to enter his cell ; so

much indeed did he dread the im.

pending trial, that by the advice of a They are of opinion at Rome, that friend he was induced to raise his spiCanova has but one rival there ; and rits by quaffing, not the mead or ale this rival, whose

sculptures adorn the which the maids of slaughter pour out palaces which look down upon the in Odin's hall, but a few comfortable broken columns and falling arches of glasses of good brandy, and thus the Cæsars, is a Goth by blood—a son cheered he shut the door. of the Northern warriors, who once In four hours Thorvalldsen came

SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF

THORVALLDSEN.

out of the room of probation bearing he applied himself in earnest to the his basso relievo in his hands. To practice of his art. Zoya, who then borrow the expressions of Mr d'Israeli, resided at Rome, became his warmest, by whom the “ youth of genius” has and at the same time his most sincere been elegantly and feelingly illustra- friend. Perpetually rousing the ented, “ the instant his talent had de- thusiasm of the student, by pointing clared itself, his first work, the eager out the inferiority of his productions, offspring of desire and love, astonish- when compared to the relics of classic ed the world at once with the birth cal antiquity, the learned Dane never and the maturity of genius.” Such with-held his censures from his youthextraordinary powers were displayed ful countryman. And Thorvalldsen, in this specimen, that, in addition to in confident emulation, not in despair, the prize for which he had contended, destroyed many a bust and many the academicians unanimously ads statue upon which other artists would judged their golden medal to him, have been contented to found their a reward which is always accompanied claims to distinction. by a travelling stipend from the Da Thorvalldsen was retired in his haa nish government.

bits, he shrunk from the crowd.-The Danish academicians acted to- When his model of Jason was exhia wards Thorvalldsen with judicious bited to the public, all acknowledged kindness. They considered that the it to be a masterpiece, but still scarceraw and uneducated stripling could ly any one at Rome knew the name of not be sent abroad with advantage to Thorvalldsen. And at the table where himself; therefore, under their direc- he dined every day, in common with tion, Thorvalldsen continued his stu- the other students, one of them, who dies at Copenhagen. He had now ob- had been a constant guest, inquired of tained many valuable friends. Abild- him, whether he was acquainted with gard, the celebrated historical painter, the clever young Dane, the modeller treated him with parental affection. of Jason. The Danish nobility did not with It will be readily anticipated, that hold their patronage, and his talents Thorvalldsen remained no longer in obdeveloped themselves more fully every scurity. Mr Hope, whose well-directa day.

ed munificence is almost proverbial, At length, in the year 1797, Thor- employed him to copy the model of valldsen set sail for Naples in a frigate Jason in marble. After he had combelonging to the king of Denmark. pleted it, he modelled a large basso

The voyage had its perils; contrary relievo, containing a subject taken winds drove the vessel towards the from Homer, which excited universal coast of Barbary, where she was near- admiration. His reputation was placed ly stranded, and she was afterwards beyond doubt or cavil, and he advancompelled to put into Malta. Thor- ced steadily in the path of excellence. valldsen was about twenty-four years In the year 1808 he finished his old when he reached Naples. But he statues of Mars and Adonis ; they are had not gained much knowledge of the considered as forming an era in the world. Transplanted to the luxuriant history of modern art.

Orders were shores of the Mediterranean, the child given to him, in the following year, of the North could speak no other by the king of Denmark, to execute language except his harsh native dia- four large basso relievos for the new lect : And had he not been restrained palace then building, which he perby shame, he would have returned formed with his usual skill. without delay to his native clime.- King presented him with the Danebrog Alone and dispirited, he became home- cross, which, we believe, confers nosick, and he nearly sank beneath that bility on the wearer.

Old Harry's mental malady, which the Germans apophthegm will be recollected, such emphatically term the Heimweh. gifts are merely valuable as speaking

He proceeded, however, to Rome, the sense of the nation by whose chief and during two years he passed his they are bestowed. Thorvalldsen has time merely in contemplation of the lately become the husband of the wonders of ancient and modern art. daughter of an English peer. And he At the end of this period, during will now grow old in the enjoyment which his mind had been actively em of the rewards which he has earned ployed, though his hands were quiet, with credit and honour.

The

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