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lential heats beneath the Line, or faced the ice and rigors of the
, overwhelmed them, owing, as they do, their existence to her aid
and to her example.—We have only to bless God for the happy repose and respite which we have gained, and to “eat our bread in patience and peace.’”
We gladly insert in our pages these just and worthy sentiments, which we are persuaded will recommend the discourse itself, written in the humble retirement of a country village, more strongly than any words we could possibly use.
ART. X. Thoughts on Charitable Institutions. By Catharine
MRs. Cappe, as we collect but too strongly from her writings, is a dissenter; but as we are always ready to acknowledge merit wherever it is to be found, we are happy in recommending this publication to all governors of old charity-schools, foundlinghospitals, and asylums for female orphans. The chapter which recommends the appointment of a committee of ladies in all hospitals and infirmaries to superintend the female wards, is peCuliarly worthy the attention of the directors of those institutions.
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The address to females of the rising generation is distinguished for its practical good sense. All those indeed who are actually employed in alleviating the miseries and in promoting the happimess of their poorer fellow-creatures, will find in this publication many useful hints and directions. Mrs. Cappe appears to understand thoroughly the practical part of that benevolence, which has the education and the preservation of females for its ob
t. We are bound at the same time to protest against some portions of the work, and especially the Appendix, as containing many absurd and mischievous opinions respecting the religious part of charitable education. Mrs. Cappe's opinions, however, are too openly stated to mislead any, but the weakest; the separation of the good from the bad is not a difficult task, we trust therefore that it will be made.
ART. XI. Familiar Poems, Moral and Religious. By Susannah Wilson. 18mo. pp. 16i. Darton. 1814,
Of the beneficial consequences which arise from educating,
and giving religious feelings and habits to the poor, the author
of this little volume affords an incontestible and striking proof.
Though the laudable attention paid by her mother to these
essential points, has not made her a poet, it has enabled her to
become an estimable member of society: it has taught her to
perform her duties with correctness and cheerfulness, and to
lighten her toils by intellectual amusement. In the preface, her
uneventful, but not uninstructive history, is given by the gentle
man who has published her verses, under the idea that they will be “read with pleasure and edification by the juvenile part of
the community.” Susannah Wilson is of humble parentage :
her father was a journeyman weaver, and her mother a very
pious woman, who was anxious that her children should have an early acquaintance with the important truths of the bible;
from whence it is evident that Susannah has drawn most of her
sentiments and reflections. Susannah was born in Kingsland
road, in the year 1787. She learned to improve her reading at a Sunday school, and to write at an evening school. Her father,
though industrious and provident, was rather averse to her mother's religious principles, yet left her to follow her own inclination in the education of her children, which she was assiduous
in doing, to the best of her ability. For many years past, they lived in a little cottage in St. Matthew's, Bethnal Green, reared by her father, on a spot of garden-ground, which he hired 3. OW
low rent, and where two of the daughters still reside, and pursue the weaving business, to which they were all bred. While thus engaged, she says, verses spontaneously flowed into her mind, which she took every opportunity of committing to paper. The cultivation of his little garden was a favourite employment of her father at leisure intervals, and afforded him a grateful relief from the labours of the loom. To use her own language, her “ father was so fond of vine-dressing, that his sittle cottage was covered with fruitful vines:” for many years he ‘lived under his own vine,’ and under it he died;” at which period her parents had been married forty-six years. Her mother survived him only one year and sixteen days. Confined almost exclusively to the narrow range of her own family circle, Susannah worked at her father's business till about three years since ; when, owing to a bad state of health, from excessive application to a sedentary business, she was recommended to seek a service, for the sake of more active employment. Providence directed her to the family at Hackney, with whom she still remains, and fulfils the domestic duties assigned her, with conscientious fidelity. Hitherto her reading had been almost entirely confined to her Bible, Dr. Watts's Hymns, and two or three other religious works; but, as she advanced in years, she took every opportunity of procuring books, and Milton, Young, and some other authors, fell into her hands, which she read with great avidity. She likewise had the advantage of acquiring a little knowledge of English grammar. This was a stimulus to poetical exertions, and she devoted almost all her leisure time to writing verses. * The verses of Susannah Wilson are sufficiently flowing; and the sentiments which they express are uniformly pious and benevolent. The following poem may be taken as a fair speCln1611.
“On a Flower opening to the Sun.
“Sweet flower behold the rising sun–
* What secret power impels thy leaf
To raise thee from the ground. . . . . 9. TàIS6 the grou “ Astonished
“Astonish'd now, I stand and view-
“Thus conscions is my opening mind, -
“But when the evening shades return,
Apr. xii. The Lay of the Poor Fiddler; a Parody o the
Lay of the Last Minstrel, with Notes and Illustrations. By an Admirer of Walter Scott. Small 8vo. PP. 167.
OF that kind of burlesque which, endeavours to degrade and
throw ridicule on those things and feelings, which are in them. selves virtuous and sublime, we confess that we are no admi". Nor, of course, do we think that the spreading of a tao for it i..'ai to be desired. We fear, however, that this taste “h” increased,” and “is increasing,” and if it have and be so, we are quite sure, that it “ought to be diminished.” Of its increase the numberless songs, parodies, and travesties, which have ap: peared of late years, seem to us to furnish an irrefragable proof. No sooner does a poem of merit issue from the press, than fifty doggrel writers are at work to produce a ludicrous imitation.
Even Shakespeare himself is not safe from these profane jack
puddings; a fact to which ample testimony is borne by some recent travesties of his finest plays. It would not at all surprize us, were we soon to see the Paradise Lost treated in a similar mannes. . . . -- . . . . . - - In spite of the general favour with which works of this kind are received, we conterid that they ought not to be enco.
and even that the encouragement which is given to them reflects - . . . . . . . . .
disgrace on those who give it. Nothing that elevates, or