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lay a foundation, on which others or perhaps ourselves may some time build. Poems on several Occasions. By the late Edward Lovibond, Eje. Small Evo. 35.
Dodsley. The editor informs us that the author was a gentleman of fortune, and most respectable character ; that his poems being dispersed in the hands of different friends, his brother, at their sequest, com ir unicated to him the following pieces for publi. cation. The first, intitled, “The Tears of Old May-Day :? written on the reformation of our calendar according to the se: neral usage of the reit of Europe, and published in the eightysecond No of the World, poffeffes much poetical merit, and is inferior to none in the collecțion. We mean not to infinuate any thing disrespectful in regard to the others. Some are exceedingly pleasing, and none fink beneath mediocrity. H's descriptions are often truly picturesque, and his style easy and elegant. Two or ihree tort poems, written by a Miss G-, inferred in this publication, are entitled to the fame praise.
The Fall of Septicism and infriclily. Svo. 35. Cadell. • If the arfes tail of conferring praise they will manifeft the defire; and mould the notes want force to rectify one notion in an ingenious and enquiring reader, he muft ftill think they teach nothing that would (in) any wise hinder the welfare of man. kind. This declaracion is modeft, and the author's design laudable, but we cannot speak so highly of the execution. Neither the verses nor notes in general are remarkable for perspi. cuity, or frength of argument; some fenfible observations, how. ever, noi lo accurately expreffed as we could with, are :o be found in the latter, The Pittad, a poctico-political History of William :be Second. fr.
cond Edition. 4to. . 35. Jarvis. No publications circulate more rapidly than thofe which ex, pole to ridicule illustrious characters, on which account we are not surprised at the Pittiad's having arrived at a second edition, The conduct of the minister and his adherents is here exhibited in a ludicrous light, with some degree of huniour. The wit is not very poignanț; but abuse alone is fulliciènt to recommend a performance of this nature, The Obsequies of Demetrius Poliorcetes: a Porm. By Anne Francis.
410. 15. 61. Dedsley. For an account of this hero, the fair author refers us to the fifth volume of Plutarch's Lives, from whence nie has extracted à relation of the magniņceni manner in which his funeral sites were celebrated, and which forms the subject of the poem, Demetrius was the son of Antigonus, one of Alexander's most famous captains and succeffors; and not altogether unlike that
great hero in his virtues and defects : addicted to pleasure, yet enterprising and magnanimous, he experienced, to a high degree, both the smiles and frowns of fortune. Being taken prifoner by Seleucus, he died, after three years confinement, in the castle of Chersonesus in Syria. The poem opens with a description of the feet his son Antigonus had prepared to convey his ashes to Corinth for interment.
The brazen prows the fwelling waves divide,
• Before the fieet the regal galley flew,
The account of the golden urn which contained the ashes of Demetrius, the votive garlands sent from different cities to adorn it, the approach of evening, and view of the castle of Corinth, are next delineated, and exhibited in the same pleas. ing and picturesque manner. The inhabitants, perceiving the fleet approach,
Slow from the steep descends the mingled throng,
Their heads with chaplets crown'd, their garments white; So fours
the flock with gradual pace along, Descending from Olympus'airy height. Now from the strand they view the neighb’ring deep,
Mark how the gailies o'er the billows Hy; Hear dying breezes thro' the cordage creep, And
greet the dying breezes with a high. The chosen vessel touch'd her native shore :
Hafh'd were the windsa'twas silence all around, Save where the waves with undulating roar
Lull'd the sad soul with melancholy found. 'Twas then Antigonus, in fable vest,
The big round tears Now stealing from his eye, Wip'd his wan cheek, and imote his throbbing breast,
In filent woe and hopeless misery! Behold him pointing to the royal dead !
Quick and more quick his pungent sorrows flow! Each duteous subject hangs the mournful head,
And drops the tear of lympathetic woe.' The images in these lines are truly classical, and elegantly expressed. Xenophantus, a celebrated musician recorded by Plutarch, is next introduced, as giving the funeral song in praise of the deceased. It is written, in our opinion not improperly, in the form of an irregular ode, but bears too strong a resem, blance to Dryden's Alexander's Frat, from whence the idea was ụndoubtedly taken. The molt faulty instance is probably this.
• Sing Demetrius young and fair,
Ever fair, and ever young!' Dryden says,
• The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung
Of Bacchus ever fair, and ever young.' This expreflion, though suitable to a god, should not have been applied to a man, who died at the age of fifty-four, and whose oblequies were then performing. We should not have disiked a distant imitation, but where a copy is placed too near so excellent an original, it must lose by the comparison. The fol. lowing passage, however, the last line of which strikes us aş particularly beautiful, makes amends for every defect. : The minstrel tries the funeral lay, /
Each vocal pow'r he tries;
And the fad notes in slow succeflion rise ;
Revive th' expiring notes ;
And on the blue expanse the trembling cadence floats,
Varying modes the audience greet;
Melodious breathing from the vocal fleet:
pers formel in honour of the deceased. The extracts we have given sufficiently few our sentiments concerning it.
NOV E L S. Sentimental Memoirs. By a Lady. Two Volumes. Small 8vo. 75.
Hookham. Our author tells us, that her courage would certainly fail her, were she not persuaded that those gentlemen, whose profeff on it is to make their report of every new publication, will excite their candid attention to this first effort to entertain and instruct her own sex.' These Memoirs may indeed instruct, for
the conduct of the personages is often exemplary; but we fear they will not entertain. We respect good intentions: we would be candid, and even complaisant, if it were in
our power ;
buc as we cannot praise we will be filent. The Favourites of Felicity. A Novel. In a Series of Letters. By John Potter, M. B.
75. 63. fewed. Cass. The author tells the fair sex, to whom he dedicates his work, that he endeavours to rehne their delicacy, to distinguish beo tween real and pretended virtues, and to direct their penetration to those desirable sources of permanent felicity, which arise from domeftic pleasure, moral improvement, and immortal truth.' We transcribe his own words, for we fear the reader might not have discovered his design. In this work, as well as in the Virtuous Villagers, the author instructs by precept rather than adventures, and, if there be more incident in the Favourites of Felicity than in the volumes just mentioned, there is somewhat less of that luxuriance of language which we re. prehended, though some colloquial vulgarities are admitted. Our reprehenfions, we think, bave had a good effect; for he often totters on the verge, and seems to check his rapid pen. This novel and the former are, however, greatly inferior to the Curate of Coventry. Why did the author leave the walk of artless adventures and peculiar characters, for that of uninteresting sentiment:
The Adventures of the Hermit betray some strokes of real incident; of incidents which have made some impresion on the writer's heart. The account of Holland is more diftinct and just than we have yet seen; but the greater part of it is well known. The author has an averfion to Apothecaries ; and we wish he would not imitate them, in making new mixtures from different ingredients poured from old phials.
Maria. A Novel. Two Volumes. 1 2mo. 6s. Cadell. The young lady, who offers us this povel, is by no means deficient in many of the requisites which mould accompany her tak; but she is yet diftant from some others, which are almost indispensible. Her judgment is accurate, her discernment quick, and her language ready. Her attempts at huniour and ridicule frequently succeed; but, probably from a flight acquaintance with situations of active life, we perceive inconsistencies which, in some degree, destroy the interest of her tale. We were, however, pleased with the work in general, and much affected with particular parts of it: the author attempts to be pathetic with success; and the horrors of the night, in the Gothic mansion, point out the intelligent fcholar of an able master. The incidents are within the bounds of probability; and, together, furnith some very formidable events, We have discovered so much to commend, that we think it worth while to hint aţ anosher fąult; for, with an inferior writer, our la
bour might be misapplied. By connecting the itories of Maria and Mit Hampden fo intimately, the author has raised contending interelts, which weaken the indiuence of each, and the catastrophie of the former's hiftory is too near that of the latter. At the ium uit too of Maria's distress, her friend is relieved by a fortunaie ecclaircissement; so that the mind hangs in doubt whether it houid rejoice or grieve
Miss B. will not misinterpret these hints: they are dictated sather by a desire to improve, than to depreciate her talents. She, at present, soars beyond many writers of this class; and, with a little care, may follow the first with no little fuccefs. The Omen; or, Memoirs of Sir Henry Mcl ille and Miss Julia Eaflbrook A Novel. I qvo Volumis,
65. Lowndes. Neither the design nor the execution of this novel is
very happy. Many improbabilities occur in both ; and we are not secompensed by the brilliancy of wit, juftness of remark, well drawn characters, or interesting situations. But, while we have little to praise, we have nothing very particularly to condemn: a rash promise draws cow'n misfortunes on her who makes it; yet, as the conclusion is happy, we are apt to forget the punishment in the subsequent seward, and do not perceive with sufficient force the folly and impropriety of the conduct. Arenfiatic Spy; or, Excursions with an Air Balloon, Taro Vols.
6s. Symonds. This little work is superior to many attempts of the fame kind. It contains some amusing adventures, just reficctions, and well drawn characters : it is not even deficient in its philosophical observations, if we except a sanguine partiality for aerial machines, and too great expectations of their utility We recognile, at times, some living characters; and vice and fol. ly are held up to the infamy which they deserve. We do not however find any thing to grossly personal, as to deserve repre. hension.
M E DI CAL. An E lay on the Nature and Cure of the Pibifis Pulmonalis. Second
Edition, enlarged. By, Thomas Reid, M. D. F.R.S. 8vo. 55
In the 16ih page of our Fifty-fifth Volume we gave a pretty çarly and full account of the first edition of this work; and we have since had more than one occasion to mention it. We shall now only remark, that it is greatly enlarged and much impreved; but he foundation is nearly the same. Dr. Reid mentions our remarks on the emetic tartar, with a flattering compliment; but we have already, in the account of his first edition, al. lowed that the ipecacuanha is preferable for frequent use; and, fince that period, have almost exclusively employed it, except where it failed to act as an enetic. We shall extract what he observes relating to myrsh, which is now first published. We 9