As for Tristram Shandy, whose many plagiarisms are now detected, his want of delicacy is unpardonable, and his tricks have too much of frivolity and buffoonery in them to pass upon the reader; but his real merit lies not only in his general conception of character, but in the address, with which he marks them out by those minute, yet striking, touches of his pencil, that make his descriptions pictures, and his picture's Life in the pathetic he excels, as his story of Lefevre witnesses, but he seems to have mistaken his powers, and capriciously to have misapplied his genius. BURKE. Ibid. I conceive there is not to be found in all the writings of my day, perhaps I may say not in the English language, so brilliant a cluster of fine and beautiful passages in the declamatory style, as we are presented with in Edmund Burke's inimitable tract upon the French Revolution. It is most highly colored and most richly ornamented; but there is elegance in its splendor, and dignity in its magnificence. The orator demands attention in a loud and lofty tone; but his voice never loses its melody, nor his periods their sweetness. When he has roused us with the thunder of his eloquence, he can at once, Timotheus-like, choose a melancholy theme, and melt us into pity: there is grace in his anger: for he can inveigh without vulgarity; he can modulate the strongest bursts of passion; for even in his madness there is music. Ibid. People of merit lose nothing by being known. Daylight or dark, a diamond will sparkle. From "Memoirs of Richard Cumber. land" we extract the following ludicrous description of the person and manners of Soame Jenyns. In smiling at his portrait, we shall not all abate the high respect we feel for the author of the dissertation on the internal evidences of the Christian religion. A DISAGREEMENT about a name or a date will mar the best story, that was ever put together. Sir Joshua Reynolds luckily could not hear an interrupter of this sort; Johnson would not hear, or if he heard him, would not heed him; Soame Jenyns heard him, heeded him, set him right, and took up his tale, where he had left it, without any diminution of its humor, adding only a few more twists to his snuff-box, a few more taps upon the lid of it, with a preparatory grunt or two, the invariable forerunners of the amenity, that was at the heels of them. He was the man, who bore his part in all societies with the most even temper and undisturbed hilarity of all the good companions, whom I ever knew. He came into your house at the very moment you had put upon your card; he dressed himself to do your party honor in all the colors of the jay; his lace inhis coat had faithfully retained its cut deed had long since lost its lustre, but since the days, when gentlemen embroidered figured velvets with short sleeves, boot cuffs, and buckram skirts; as nature had cast him in the exact mould of an ill-made pair of stiff stays, he followed her close in the fashion of his coat, that it was doubted if he did not wear them: because he had a protuberant wen just under his pole, he half his head. His eyes were protrudwore a wig, that did not cover above ed like the eyes of the lobster, who wears them at the end of his feelers, and yet there was room between one of these and his nose for another wen that added nothing to his beauty; yet I heard this good man very innocently remark, when Gibbon published his history, that he wondered any body se ugly could write a book. Such was the exterior of a man, who was the charm of the circle, and gave a zest to every company he came into ; his pleasantry was of a sort peculiar to himself; it harmonized with every thing; it was like the bread to our din. connexion-recently published in one Its ner: you did not perhaps make it the whole, or principal part of your meal, but it was an admirable and wholesome auxiliary to your other viands. Soame Jenyns told you no long stories, engros-in a.style which has all the fascination of a novelist's narrative while we are constrained by internal evidence to be lieve every syllable of the relation. He introduces us to his contemporaries and we imagine we are in their company; he pourtrays their character and we subscribe to his correctness; he criticises his own writings and we cannot dispute his judgment. Some extracts are this day laid before our readers, but we recommend the whole work to their attentive perusal. The mechan. we are constrained to remark that many typographical errors are discoverable, a fault but too prominent in most Amcrican editions. Wright, Goodenow & Stockwell, of Troy, N. Y. intend shortly to publish "The first American Edition of Hudibras" a poein which has insured immortality to the name of Samuel Butler, although the subject of his satires should only survive in his own work. sed not much of your attention, and was not angry with those that did; his thoughts were original, and were apt to have a very whimsical affinity to the paradox in them: he wrote verses upon dancing, and prose upon the origin of evil, yet he was a very indifferent metaphysician and a worse dancer; ill nature and personality, with the single exception of his lines upon Johnson, I never heard fall from his lips; those lines I have forgotten, though I believe I was the first person to whom he re-ical execution of the book, is neat, but cited them; they were very bad, but he had been told that Johnson ridiculed his metaphysics, and some of us had just then been making extemporary epitaphs upon each other: though his wit was harmless, yet the general cast of it was ironical; there was a terse ness in his repartees, that had a play of words as well as of thought, as when speaking of the difference between lay. ing out money upon land, or purchasing into the funds, he said, "One was prin. cipal without interest, and the other interest without principal." Certain it is he had a brevity of expression, that never hung upon the ear, and you felt the point in the very moment that he made the push. It was rather to be lamented that his lady Mrs. Jenyns had so great a respect for his good sayings, and so imperfect a recollection of them, for though she always prefaced her re-ed deserved celebrity. citals of them with-as Mr. Jenyns says it was not always what Mr. Jenyns said, and never, I am apt to think, as Mr. Jenyns said; but she was an excellent old lady, and twirled her fan with as much mechanical address as her ingenious husband twirled his snuff-box. LITERARY NOTICES. Proposals are issued by O. Penniman & Co. of the same village, and J. Riley, & Co. of New York, for publishing by subscription, "Letters to a young Lady," in which the duties and character of women are considered chiefly with reference to prevailing opinions.-By Mrs. West, author of "Letters to a Young Man." This writer has obtain "The Secret History of the Court and Cabinet of St. Cloud" has been republished in Philadelphia, by J. Watts, and is now offered for sale in this town. In a late number of the Riga Literary Journal it is stated that the Emperor of Russia has ordered this work to be translated into the Russian and Polish languages. Brisban and Brannan of New York Errata in our last number. have made a valuable addition to the Toward the close of remarks on Mr. Catalogue of American publications in | Channing's Oration,for “MINERVA may the Memoirs of Richard Cumberland, be the gentleman's household ga4,". written by himself, containing an Ac-read, MINERVA may be the gentlecount of his Life and Writings, inter-man's household goddess; and in the spersed with Anecdotes and Characters next period for "giving up the papers of several of the most distinguished under his charge," read, giving up the persons of his time, with whom he had papers under her charge. "ÖRIGINAL POETRY. FOR THE EMERALD. THE CHOICE. A RHAPSODY. 1. CONTINUED. THREE ladies, they are not the graces, verses. The next let airy Fancy rise, To me when seated with my bottle) Since all have an undoubted right Sentences, easy, and concise, O Fortune, if I ever pray'd Can spare to such a wight as I- Where landscapes vari'gated rise, A murmuring stream and rising wood; Th' Aonian virgins love to rove. To be continued. POLLIO. For the Emerald. SONG. To Laura. OBE no longer standing, A station in your heart. Receive a harbor there. Behold what joys surround you And wait your ord❜ring voice, Then cast your eye around you And make a speedy choice. See those of every station, So merry, blithe and glad, For when the summer showers WILLIAM. For the Emerald. AMARANTHUS TO DELIA. WHEN thy lovers are pressing around, To please thee with treacherous wiles; I admit that you never may wound, But do not repay them with smiles. Those glances on which I can live, Do not to my rivals impart; Each smile, that to others you give, Is a dagger that goes to my heart. AMARANTHUS. For the Emerald. SONG. My Love possesses every charm, And bade her speak her mind : Raising softer wishes there, *Than I ever durst declare. MARANTHUS, (SELECTED.) The The following lines are said to be from the muse of SHAKESPEARE. There is in them much of the tenderness and simplicity which distinguish his ballads.—Monthly Register, WOULD you be taught, ye feather'd throng, In love's sweet notes to grace your song; She hath a way to sing so clear, Ann hath a way. When envy's tongue, and rancor's tooth, To sooth the soul Ann hath a way. Talk not of gems the orient list, But to my fancy were it given, ÉPJORAM. Scotland, thy weather's like a modish wife! Thy winds and rains forever are at strife: Sotermagant a while her thunder tries, And when she can no longer scold-she cries. BELCHER & ARMSTRONG, Printers, No. 70, State-Street.....Boston SEMPER REFULGET. No. 14. Boston, Saturday, August 2, 1806. ORIGINAL PAPERS. POR THE EMERALD. THE WANDERER, No. XXXIX. IMPUDENCE. We live in a brazen age. Coun terfeits only pass current. The dase metal, impudence, constitutes wealth. "Where ignorance is bliss," it has very fairly been said, it is " folly to be wise;" and by parity of reasoning, where impudence is wealth, the effrontery of madness is to be modest. Come then, unblushing impudence, brow beat me into fortune! And thou, tremulous madam, who, with thy veil rent, wouldst shrink From the glance, retire where the rudeness of a single eye will not disturb thee, into the hovels of penury and contempt. There the clod may pillow thy troubles and thou wouldst soon chill into welcome insensibility, but for the glow of indignation. Blush for the world, if thou wilt, but blush in secret. If wealth will not bribe thee to smile upon rudeness, but, like CATO, thou wilt still be free; like CATO, retreat and expire. ship utterly exterminated from creation, than encounter her frown. It alone can strike them with hor ror. A look from the modest man will often awe and appal the rich in impudence, and the impudent in riches. There is modesty, says some one; there is assurance; and there is modest assurance. The last is the golden mean, at which all men should strike. The reason why so many go beyond it seems to be the opinion they entertain, that of itself it is hardly sufficient to constitute that bustling quality so essential to the conduct and character of men of business. Few at this day will take by the hand retiring merit, to lead him from poverty to mediocrity, or from mediocrity to affluence, or even so much as put him in the way to attain otium cum dignitate. There must be energy to propel from within, Society is a crowd. Each one must press forward or he is sure to fall back. To keep the same place is impossible. There is no respect of persons. More than modest assurance may be here requisite. If so, however, it should still be confined exclusively to matters of business. But BRONZAGO carries it further. In the most polite circles he will enter into conversation with a lady, with as little ceremony as on It would be for the comfort of 'Change with a merchant; and has many rude sons of wealth, if mod-actually been known to compliment esty would obey these directions. one of our most refined belles with They would rather have her lady, the same abrupt onset, with which VOL. 1.] P |