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By the extension of this present Number a whole sheet beyond its proper limits, in order to include some very important papers, we hope to please both our Readers and Contributors, while we relieve ourselves a little from that vast accumulation of materials, which scarcely leaves us room on our table to pen this notice. The continuation of the Life of Schillerof the Essays on English Versification, by the Public Orator of Oxford, and the long promised insertion of Richard the Third, after the Manner of the Ancients, of Forest Legends, of the Life of Chatterton, of Lillian of the Vale, &c. &c. shall take place, if possible, next month.

Our Irish friends will see, by the able article which takes the lead in the present Number, that we are not disposed to neglect them: a Review of Captain Rock's Memoirs will appear next month.

As for the many letters and essays on Political Economy, which have been sent us in reply to the Templars' Dialogues, we must entreat the forbearance of their writers till our friend X. Y. Z. has more fully developed his principles. To insert their remarks now would be to anticipate several objections, which at the proper time, in the course of the discussion, will receive due consideration. If at the last any doubts should remain unresolved, and they can be stated not too voluminously, we shall be ready to give them a fair hearing.

We have no “vacant corner" in our Magazine, and are therefore unable to oblige G. F. by the insertion of all his worthy Trifles. The Stanzas howa ever to Kitty, which scarcely leave her a rhyme to her name, will very probably see day-light on the first of June. Lion's Head is a tremendous Patron of Poets.

Coritanus, who gives so humorous an account of his eager ride to Nottingham, to see the article in print which he had sent to the London MAGAZINE, will find our opinion confirmed on inspecting the contents of this Number.


We are glad to find room in the Lion's Head for the following sonnet :

Give me that freeborn heart, that will not bear

Oppression's chain, but fiercely from it burst,
Or in the effort burst itself; that dare

Endure of deaths the longest and the worst,
But dare not be enslaved !-Oh! it is brave

To imitate the oak, that will not bend.
Its form majestic, though itself to save,

Before the wildest storm that heaven can send ;
Which nobler looks, though lying overthrown,

After its daring, than the willow when
It raises, from the danger overblown,

Its dastard, mean, submissive self again
That lowly crouch'd to earth before the blast,
But, insolent, laughs at it when 'tis past.

Nugator will see, on reference to our former Numbers, that his plan has been too nearly anticipated in the admirable articles entitled “ Early French Poets,” to allow of our engaging in it.—At the same time there is so much merit in his Imitation of De l'Amour Antique of Clement Marot, as makes it a welcome offering for the Lion.


In good old times, when Love was jolly,
And prudish arts were deem'd but folly,
And gifts were gifts, and honest coaxing
Was little like your modern hoaxing ;
Then folks (God bless them !) thought it holy
That hearty courtship, when begun,
Through twenty, thirty, years should run,
A century of artless fun

In good old times.
But now 'tis nought but mimic tears,
And hollow grief and studied fears :-
Then cease my want of Love to blame,
For Love, I ween, is not the same.
0! bid him come as once he came

In good old times.

The doors of the LONDON MAGAZINE are always thrown wide open to those who are qualified for admission ; but the following (we are sorry to say it,) have not the privilege of the entrée:

The Pilgrim.-Bethlem Gabor.-Charlotte Adeline.—The Deformed Transformed. Part III.-Arthur Forrester.—To Fanny, a Pastoral Tale.Young Owen.-F. natural.—Sonnet by W. F.-Sonnet by 0.-B. R.- The Cottager, by G. N.-M. L.-The Awakening.--The Silent Woman.


London Magazine.

M AY, 1824.




When intelligence of Prince Ho- whiskey is the only native spirit Irehenlohe's exploits in Ireland crossed land ever countenanced, and for the the Styx, the unholy Legitimate of those protection of that she has the devil's dominions, who had long looked upon especial permit. Such were his rethat country as his own, became ex- flections, when the Dublin Evening ceedingly dispirited. He had been Mail brought him the case of Miss so busy in St. Helena and in Spain, O'Rourke ! “Oh! ho !” said he, and moreover he had relied so much “ this looks rebellion,” as he out. upon many about the Castle, the spread his wings in the act of instant Catholic Association, and the Orange departure ; “it is indeed time for Lodges, that it never for a moment me to visit this capricious colony in entered his head that his island as- person; the great O's must not be cendancy could be possibly endan- interfered with; to the O'Connor Don gered. He therefore left it entirely of seven hundred years ago. I owe to itself, convinced from experience my sovereignty, and from that day that he could do no better. The first to this the great O's have been to miracle or two disturbed him little- me a kind of Vice Legitimates-canhe looked on them as mere fitful did and unaffected followers ! they gleams of disaffection that would disdain even the disguise of a Chrisjust glimmer and disappear, and tian appellative ; * no, no, they must trusted to the natural disposition of not be interfered with;" so saying, he the people that they would not be long remembered. So many fine, re

Sprung upward, like a pyramid of fire, deeming spirits had already beamed having lingered only for a few comtheir hour in Ireland, and been dis- missions from some late members of regarded, or contemned, or slandered, the Irish Parliament, who once held or persecuted, that he had little fears boroughs for him in that assembly. for a dominion held for seven cen- While in the air, his mind was chiefly turies jure inferno. One circum- occupied as to the shape which he stance alone oppressed him—the mo- should assume amongst his people, dern distinctions were achieved by a he wished to remain incog.,' and foreigner-had they indeed been the knew that for such a purpose his work of a native, he would have own' natural likeness was the best, laughed them to scorn, because mo- as there were a great many with rally certain that in such case, the whom he might be confounded; but country would have discouraged still he was afraid that by some acthem; never was there a birth-place cident his regal character might be in which a prophet has less honour- discovered, and this would have an

The old Milesian breed in Ireland uniformly reject the Christian name; they con. sider the sirname by itself as a title of nobility. May, 1824.

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nihilated all his speculations. The had never been in the place before, moment he was recognized, all par. an assertion to which we know very ties would of course have entered into well Lord Wellesley will not give a hollow, hypocritical convention- credit. But he had chosen on the he would have had patriots on their most mature deliberation to transknees to him with wreaths of laurel, act his concerns there entirely by and insolvents subscribing for å proxy, being well assured by many castle in the air-corporators, with- who had experience of both, that his out the price of it, would have been subterranean dominions were far less inviting him to dinner-theologians, troublesome to manage. This is an of whom he had the reversion, would assertion however to which we behave been giving him their blessing lieve Lord Wellesley will give credit. and Sedition for the moment would It is impossible to conceive a scene have hid her pike to hail him with more grand, romantic, or diversified the shout of simulated loyalty. Full than the bay of Dublin. Let any of these perplexities, he descended one imagine a vast expanse of ocean, about midnight in the little island of bounded on three sides by lofty and Dalkey, so undetermined as to what majestic hills, rising in a thousand decided shape he should assume, shapes, and tossed into their stations that at last, out of mere despair, he as it were. by accident--the interdecided upon taking whatsoever vening space studded with little shape might suit the convenience of islands in all the varieties of rock, the moment. This last idea

was in- and wood, and verdure, and the city deed suggested to him in Tartarus far off in the perspective, affording by some Irish politicians, who as- to the whole scene a beautiful and sured him that in their lifetime they appropriate termination. This is its had changed sides and characters a unexaggerated, every-day appear. thousand times, and had thereby ance; now however, if possible, emgained favours from power and ina bellished by the serene magnificence dulgence from the people, which had of an autumnal morning-the sun was yery often been withheld from vir- just emerging from the horizon, and tue! The devil himself was ashamed the whole lovely world of earth and of following such an example, but water rivalled the beauty in which still the necessity of the moment he arrayed the firmament. — Satan pressed on him, and he determined to looked on it, and his heart grew glad compromise, by assuming none but within him as he soared amid the the most sanctified disguises-an or- elements-above, around, beneath thodox member perhaps of the Kil. him, all was harmony-a second padare-street Association, or some itine- radise seemed rising from the ocean rant worldling, who preaches faith -every feature bore the stamp of against works, and calls his mental heaven; no wonder he exulted to darkness the new light. To this lat- think that mankind made it his ! ter personification, indeed, he the When Satan descended, 'fair Dubrather inclined, because he had so lin city' was in unusual commotion, many, opportunities in the place he and the crowding of the streets and had left of studying the character, the bustle of the citizens. bespoke and because he had been well assur- some event of no ordinary occured it was at present the fashion in rence.-On inquiring the cause, he the place to which he was going.

found it was

a levee-day: “Aye, A fine autumnal morning now aye," said he, “ the presence of a beamed upon the bay of Dublin, and Viceroy is all that Ireland retains of showed Satan for the first time the her parliament ; losing the advantaglories of its scenery. We say em- ges she has been left the expence-it phatically, for the first time, because is well that the payment of 30,000l. though the Scottish poet has thought a year reminds this people that they proper to declare, that “as sure as once were independent; they seem e'er the Deil's in H-11 he's in Dub- now to retain no other trace of it." lin city,' it is merely a fiction, and Stopping in College-green merely to in truth poor Burns knew far less observe and hail a statue very dear where he was, than many less hu- to him, he hurried to the Castle-gate man and more godly have taken upon to behold at once the quintennial them to establish. The fact is,' he image which royalty had erected, and

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