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whom travellers describe as being constantly rubbed with grease ; but, the most remarkable thing in his book, is the praise which he bestows on Mrs. Crouch, for the MOISTNESS of her hair! We have heard of “ moist palms”-and“ thereby hangs a tale,"--but never did we expect to live to hear a lady eulogised for the moistness of her hair!—These volumes are excessively dull and stupid.

Macklin's Father's Memoirs of his Child, are creditable to his feelings as a parent, but are by no means interesting to the public.

Two lives of that eccentric artist, Morland, bare appeared: one by Hassell, the other by Mr. Blagdon. The former, embellished with nine engravings, contains critical and descriptive observations on the whole of Morland's works: the latter, with twenty plates, exhibits a nunber of anecdotes never before made public.

The lovers of the artş will derive another gratification from Duppa's Life of Michael Angelo, a work replete with interesting matter. Mr. Duppa had before proved himself fully competent to the task of writing on the fine arts, and this work will materially add to his reputation.

Two lives of that great departed statesman, Charles Fox, have appeared; Walpole’s and Paxton's. They each contain many amusing and interesting anecdotes; but an extensive political life of the late secretary, which shall display his failings as well as his abilities, is still a desideratum.

Amongst works of miseellaneous biography, we have yet to notice with approbation, Phillips's Public Characters, and a periodical publication, entitled The Modern Plutarch, devoted to distinguished characters of all nations, living and recently deceased, Three volumes of this work lrave appeared, and reflect great credit upon their editors. Some of the articles which particularly struck us, were-a life of Bloomfield, the poet, treated in a style widely different from that of Capel Lofft's meagre menoir ; a sketch of Lord Nelson, the best that we have ever seen; and a very spirited account of that gallant, but much injured officer, Sir Home Popham. If The Modern Plutarch be distinguishable for one excellence more than for another, it is for the correctness of its political, moral, and religious principles. It is also a cheap work.


“ Thirsting for knowledge, but to know the riglit.”.

" Sometimes o'er distant climes I stray,
By guides experienc'd taught the way;
The wonders of each region view,
From frozen Lapland to Peru ;
Bound o'er rongh seas, and mountains bare,
Yet ne'er forsake my elbow chair.”

Swift has observed, in his introductory section of a Tale of a Tub, that “ whoever hath an ambition to be heard in a crowd, must press and squeeze, and thrust, and climb with indefatigable pains, till he has exalted himself to a certain degree of altitude above them.” This is a good lesson for authors of every description, as well as for statesmen, and others. Undaunted by toil or danger, no precipice appears too steep, no mountain too lofty, for our travellers to ascend; and, from the humble pedestrian, who, with many a weary step, effects the tour of a country, to the philosopher, who explores unknown regions, in the remotest parts of the earth, all are ambitious of distinction. Neither the summits of the loftiest Alps, nor the crater of the most terrific volcanoes, are any longer sacred from the daring penetration of man.

Various are the voyages, travels, and tours, which have recently fallen under our observation; some of

the most important of which we shall immediately proceed to notice.

Our old acquaintance, Mr. Barrow, who had before afforded so much useful information to the literary world, by his Travels in the Southern Parts of Africa, and in China, again claims attention by his Voyage to Cochin China. This work is in every respect worthy of being placed with Mr. Barrow's earliest productions; for, as he observes, “ so little is known to Europeans of the kingdom of Cochin China, that every piece of authentic information respecting it, may be considered as valuable." There are some coloured prints in this voluine, which are extremely well executed, and convey correct ideas of the objects which they represent. To the main work is suba joined an account of a journey to Leetakoo, the remotest point of the interior of Southern Africa, containing some information respecting certain tribes of a country, which had never before been visited by Europeans.

Captain Burney has completed the second part of his Chronological History of the Voyages and Discoveries in the South Sea or Pacific Ocean'; a work which does him very great

credit. The gallant capture of Buenos Ayres, by Sir Home Popham and General Beresford, imparted considerable interest to every thing relating to that part of the world. Accordingly, we have had Itelme's Travels from Buenos Ayres, by Potosi to Lima, with topographical and illustrative notes; and Wilcocke's Complete and authentic Account of the Vice Royalty of Buenos Ayres. The former contains much excellent mineralogical matter: the latter is a coinpilation of a general nature.

Several works have appeared relating to France, the most splendid of which is Colonel Thornton's Sporting Tour through various parts of that country in the year 1802. This gentleman, whose Sporting Tour, through the Northern Parts of Englund, we noted in our third volume, accompanied by his lady, and Mr. Bryant, the artist, with proper attendants, went over to France immediately after the armistice of Amiens, with the view of enjoying the field-sports of that country, and of making a purchase of some one of the numerous seats of the ci-devant noblesse. He appears to have enjoyed his hunting with extraordinary gout, but was not so successful in the latter object. His work, however, is not confined to sporting subjects, but contains much miscellaneous matter, of an amusing description. The colonel interests as a writer, for the same reason that Erskine interests as an orator ;-he always seems to be in earnest. The plates in this publication are very numerous, and extremely beautiful; and altogether, the performance may be regarded as a truly splendid specimen of graphic and typographic excellence.

Mr. Lemajstre is occasionally, a lively and agreeable writer ; but his Travels through France, performed about the same period as Colonel Thornton's, contain but little that is new, and still less that is interesting. The style of his performance may be characterised, “ as every thing by turns, but no. thing long.” At one time it is so easy, as to degene.. rate into familiarity, and flippancy; presently it becomes aukward and affected; and the next minute it is stiff and pedantic, yet abounding with inaccuracies.

Mr. Pinkerton, the geographical writer, has, till of late, been regarded as a hearty aptigallican; but from some of his remarks in the new edition of his geography, and in his Recollections of Paris, now before is, he appears to have become, suddenly, an admirer and eulogist of French mannes, French men, and French women. In his Recollections, (speaking of French women, the most licentious, perhaps, on the face of the earth) he seriously tells us, that innumerable are the young and beautiful females who preserve tre sanctity of the marriage hed, and amidst a charming freedom of manners, and even A GREAT FRIENDSHIP FOR ANOTHER MAN,

are MODELS of maternal tenderness, and conjugal fidelity." He makes one of his "enchanting" Parisian ladies say, after long resisting the solicitations of a youthful admirer :- No, my good sir, it would infallibly be the death of my husband, the father of my children, and I should never survive the cop.ciousness of having caused such a disaster!' Poor Mr. Pinkerton! we really fear that he has himself been smitten by soʻne of the French restals.--In one of these volumes, we are told, that our supposedly national air of God Save the King, is a mere transcript of a Scotch anthem preserved in a collection printed at Aberdeen, in 1682. We should like to have some proof of this, but it must be very positive before we could give it full credit.--Mr. Pinkerton's Recollections are much too diffuse.

Forbes's Letters from France must be considered as a dull book; and Worsley's Account of the State of France as a still ruller book.

The Belgian Traveller is a monstrous performance, as far as it relates to an exposure of the atrocious conduct of the French, and cc:tains many curious anecdotes connected with the revolution. The author of these volumes is said to be a nobleman of Brabant, who was employed by the minister of a continental sovereign, to make the tour of Holland, France, and Switzerland, for the purpose of ancertaining the real state of the public mind in those countries. The work is evidently the production of a foreigner, and the language, as might be expected, is frequently disfigured by foreign idioms. It is edited by the author of the Revolutionary Plutarch; who, we strongly suspect, is also the editor, if not the author of the Secret History of the Court and Cabinet of St. Cloud, another performance of a similar stamp:

We have derived considerable entertainment from Dr. Pinckard's work on the West Indies; though we think that many of bis notes might be cancelled, without injuring its general effect: however, whether

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