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Joseph Bonapart E.-At Florence, aged 76, Joseph Bonaparte, Count de Survilliers, the elder brother of Napoleon, and formerly King of Naples and King of Spain.
He was born in 1768, at Corte, in the island of Corsica; and attended his brother in his first campaign of Italy in 1796. Having been appointed a member of the legislative body, he was distinguished for his moderation and good sense, and gave proofs of generous firmness, when he undertook to defend General Bonaparte, then in Egypt, against the accusations of the Directory. Under the Consulate he was member of the Council of State, and one of the witnesses to the treaty of Luneville. On the accession of Napoleon to the empire, the crown of Lombardy was offered to, and refused by him. A few days after the battle of Austerlitz he assumed the command of the army destined to invade the kingdom of Naples, penetrated, without striking a blow, to Capua, and, on the 15th of February, 1806, he made his entrance into Naples, of which kingdom the Emperor appointed him Sovereign. The government of Joseph, as King of Naples, though short, was not sterile. In the space of less than two years he drove the English from the kingdom, reorganized the army and navy, and completed many public works. In 1808 he proceeded to occupy the throne of Spain; which he abandoned after the battle of Vittoria. On his return to France he took the command of Paris, and, faithful to the orders of the Emperor, he accompanied the Empress regent to Chartres, and subsequently to Blois, after the invasion of the Allies, and assembled around her all the disposable troops. After the abdication of Fontainebleau, Prince Joseph Napoleon was obliged to withdraw to Switzerland. He returned to France in 1815, the same day the Emperor arrived at Paris. After the battle of Waterloo he embarked for America, where his brother, whom he was never more to see, appointed to meet him. In 1817 the State of No. and in 1825 the legislature of the State of New-York, authorized him to possess lands without becoming an American citizen.
The Count de Survilliers did not return to Europe until 1832. He then came to England, where he resided several years. A painful malady, which required a milder climate, obliged him to demand permission of the foreign powers to fix his residence at Florence, where he breathed his last. He was attended on his dying bed by his brothers, Louis and Jerome. There remain of the Emperor's brothers but the two latter princes— Louis, formerly King of Holland, and Jerome, formerly King of Westphalia.—Gent's Mag.
Drath of The GRANd Duchess Alexandra, of Russia.--It is our painful duty to announce the death of the yonthful Princess Alexandra Nicolaewna, fourth daughter of his Imperial Majesty the Emperor of all the Russias, and Consort of the eldest son of the Landgrave of Hesse, the Prince Frederick, to whom her Imperial Highness has been married not quite a twelvemonth. It may be doubtless remembered that the departure of the Czar from our shores was considerably hastened by the alarming accounts received here of the young Princess's declining health. Since that peried the disorder has gained such rapid ground that all hope of ultimate recovery had been for some time abandoned.
Her Imperial Highness was born on the 24th of June, ico, and was consequently only just turned nineteen. The accounts of the demise of the Grand Duchess, which came from St. Petersburgh, reached the Russian Embassy in this capital on Thursday morning — Court Journal.
We regret to announce the death of Lady ANNE Elizabeth Scott, eldest sister of his Grace the Duke of Buccleuch. The melancholy event took place on Tuesday morning, at Leamington Spa, where her ladyship had been residing for some time past for the benefit of her health, which had long been in a declining state. The Duke and Duchess of Buccleuch left Montagu House on Friday, for Leamington, in order to be in attendance upon their noble relative. On their Graces arriving at that place, her ladyship was found to be in a very precarious state. The unfavorable symptoms increased until an early hour on Tuesday, when death put a period to her ladyship's sufferings. Lady Anne Scott was the eldest daughter of the late Duke of Buccleuch, having been born on the 17th of August, 1796. Her ladyship's remains will be removed for interment to Boughton, Northamptonshire. By the death of her ladyship, several noble families are placed in mourning, among whom may be mentioned those of the Duke of Buccleuch, the Earl of Courtown, the Earl of Brownlow, the Earl of Romney, the Dowager Marchioness of Bath, &c. —Ibid.
Samuri. Drummond, the head of a family long and indefatigably distinguished in the cultivation of the art of painting, and the author of numerous works of very considerable merit, died at his residence in Soho on the 6th, at the age of 79.— Lit. Gaz.
The DCR E D’Ascot LEME.-At Goritz, in Austria, aged 6-, Louis Antoine Duc d’Angoulème. He was born Aug. 6, 1775, the elder of the two sons of Charles Philippe Comte d'Artois, afterwards Charles X., by $1. Theresa, daughter of Victor III., King of Sardinia. The youthful Dauphin, Louis XVII., having, as it is tolerably well ascertained, perished in the dungeon wherein the ruffians of the revolutionary government had immured him, and the Salique law prohibiting the descent of the crown to the the Princess Royal of France, she was united on the 10th June, 1709, to the Duc d'Angoulême. Louis XVIII. ascended the throne on the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty, in the year 1-14; and dying without issue in 1824, the succession devolved upon the Comte d'Artois, who reigned as Charles X. In 1820 he was placed at the head of the army which made a demonstration, rather than a campaign, in Spain. His exploits, however, were the subjects both of the French painters and sculptors of that period. The events of 1830 are too well known to require even a cursory notice. An unsuccessful attempt was made on the third of the “great days of July," by M. Jacques Laffitte, and the leading members of the newly-elected Chamber of Deputies, to induce a withdrawal of the obnoxious ordinances which had been issued by the ministry of the Prince de Polignac. The government hesitated, and when their misguided sovereign became willing to accede to the proposal of the deputies, M. Lafitte declared that it was then too late. Ultimately Charles X. signed an abdication at Rambouillet, and his son the Duc d’Angoulême resigned his right of succession in favour of his young nephew, the Duc de Bordeaux, whose father, the Duc de Berri, was assassinated in 1820. The Duc d’Angoulême seems to have been a harmless character, of no marked talent, and of no decided propensities. During the government of Charles X. he was content with doing what he was bid—at the revolution of 1830 he was content with doing nothing—and during the exile of his house he was content with being nothing. In private life he appears to have been an amiable in art. When he perceived his death approaching, he sent to the archives of the War Department at Paris an important work which he had got executed during the Restoration, giving, in folio, plans, drawings, and full descriptions of all the fortified places in France, showing their weak points, the best modes of attacking them, and the proper manner of defence. The cause of his death was a cancer in the pylorus. On the 8th of June his funeral was celebrated in the cathedral of Goritz, and thence proceeded to the chapel of the Franciscan convent, situated on a height at the west of the town. The Duc de Bordeaux followed the car on foot, in a mourning cloak. Count de Montbel, Wiscount de Champagny, and the Duke de Blacas, also in mourning cloaks, walked behind the Duke; next came the French now at Goritz, the authorities, and the inhabitants. The body was placed in the vault where the mortal remains of Charles X. rest.—Gent's. Mag.
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From Frazer's Magazine.
I wish to write about Thomas Campbell in the spirit of impartial friendship: I cannot say that I knew him long, or that I knew him intimately. I have stood, when a boy, between his knees; he has advised me in my literary efforts, and lent me books. I have met him in mixed societies—have supped with him in many of his very many lodgings—have drunk punch of his own brewing from his silver bowl—have mingled much with those who knew and understood him, and have been at all times a diligent inquirer, and, I trust, recorder of much that came within my immediate knowledge, about him. But let me not raise expectation too highly. Mr. Campbell was not a communicative man; he knew much, but was seldom in the mood to tell what he knew. He preferred a smart saying, or a seasoned or seasonable story; he trifled in his table-talk, and you might sound him about his contemporaries to very little purpose. Lead the conversation as you liked, Campbell was sure to direct it in a different way. He had no arrow-flights of thought. You could seldom awaken a recollection of the dead within him; the
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name called forth a sigh, or an anecdote, or a kind expression. He did not love the past—he lived for to-day and for to-mormorrow, and fed on the pleasures of hope, not the pleasures of memory. Spence, Boswell, Hazlitt, or Henry Nelson Coleridge, had made very little of his conversation; old Aubrey, or the author of Polly Peacham's jests, had made much more, but the portrait in their hands had only been true to the baser moments of his mind; we had lost the poet of Hope and Hohenlinden in the coarse sketches of anecdote and narrative which they told and drew so truly. Thomas Campbell was born in Glasgow, on the 27th of July, 1777, the tenth and youngest child of his parents. His father was a merchant in that city, and in his sixty-seventh year when the poet (the son of his second marriage) was born. He died, as I have heard Campbell say, at the great age of ninety-two. His mother's maiden name was Mary Campbell. Mr. Campbell was entered a student of the High School at Glasgow, on the 10th of October, 1785. How long he remained there no one has told us. In his thirteenth year he carried off a bursary from a competitor twice his age, and took a prize for a translation of The Clouds of Aristophanes, pronounced unique among college exercises. Two other poems of this period were The Choice of Paris and The Dirge of Wallace. When Galt, in 1833, drew up his autobiography, he inserted a short account of Campbell. “Campbell,” says Galt, “began his poetical career by an Ossianic poem, which his ‘school-fellows published by subscription, at two-pence a-piece;’ my old school-fellow, Dr. Colin Campbell, was a subscriber. The first edition of The Pleasures of Hope was also by subscription, to which I was a subscriber.” When this was shown to Campbell, by Mr. Macrone, just before the publication of the book, the poet's bitterness knew no bounds. “He’s a dirty blackguard, sir,” said Campbell; “and, sir, if Mr. Galt were in good health, I would challenge him; I feel disposed to do so now, the blackguard.” “What's to be done?” said Macrone; “the book is printed off, but I will cancel it, if you like.” Here the heading of the chapter “A Two-penny Effusion,” attracted Campbell's attention, and his thin, restless lips quivered with rage. “Look here, sir,” said Campbell, “look what the dirty blackguard's done here!” and he pointed to the words, “A Two-penny Effusion.” Two cancels were then promised, and the soothed and irritated poet wrote with his own hand the following short account of his early efforts:—“Campbell began his poetical career by an Ossianic poem, which was published by his school-fellows when he was only thirteen. At fifteen he wrote a poem on the Queen of France, which was published in the Glasgow Courier. . At eighteen, he printed his Elegy called Love and Madness; and at twenty-one, before the finishing of his twenty-second year, The Pleasures of Hope.” Before Campbell had recovered his usual serenity of mind, and before the ink in his n was well dry, who should enter the shop of Messrs. Cochrane and Macrone, but the poor offending author, Mr. Galt. The autobiographer was on his way home from the Athenaeum, and the poet of “Hope,” on his way to the Literary Union. They all but met. Campbell avoided an interview, and made his exit from the shop by a side door. When the story was told to Galt, he enjoyed it heartily. “Campbell,” said Galt, “may write what he likes, for I have no wish to offend a poet I admire; but I still adhere to the two-penny effusion as a true story.”
On quitting the Glasgow University, Mr. Campbell accepted the situation of a tutor in a family settled in Argyllshire. Here he composed a copy of verses, printed among his poems on the roofless abode of that sept of the Clan Campbell, from which he sprung. The Lines in question are barren of promise—they flow freely, and abound in pretty similitudes; but there is more of the trim garden breeze in their composition, than the fine bracing air of Argyllshire.
He did not remain long in the humble situation of a tutor, but made his way to Edinburgh in the winter of 1798. What his expectations were in Edinburgh, no one has told us. He came with part of a poem in his pocket, and acquiring the friendship of Dr. Robert Anderson, and the esteem of Dugald Stewart, he made bold to lay his poem and his expectations before them. The poem in question was the first rough draft of Pleasures of Hope. Stewart nodded approbation, and Anderson was all rapture and suggestion. The poet listened, altered, and enlarged—lopped, pruned, and amended, till the poem grew much as we now see it. The fourteen first lines were the last that were written. We have this curious piece of literary information from a lady who knew Campbell well, esteemed him truly, and was herself esteemed by him in return. Anderson always urged the want of a good beginning, and when the poem was on its way to the printer, again pressed the necessity of starting with a pic: ture complete in itself. Campbell all along admitted the justice of the criticism, but never could please himself with what he did. The last remark of Dr. Anderson's roused the full swing of his genius within him, and he returned the next day to the delighted doctor, with that fine comparison between the beauty of remote objects in a landscape, and those ideal scenes of happiness which imaginative minds promise to themselves with all the certainty of hope fulfilled. Anderson was more than pleased, and the new comparison was made the opening of the new poem.
“At summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow
Thus from afar, each dim-discovered scene
There is a kind of inexpressible pleasure
paper and print, and above all the cost of
“His hundred of grey hairs
he was unwilling to remember the early at-