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During her life the letters were. Select Biography.

cut new every three or four years, but they have since been suffered

to decay. As bis poems became “No part of History is more instructive and delightful than the Lives circulated, his acquaintance was of great and worthy Men.”

courted by the most distinguished BURNETT.

characters of the day; nor

we be surprised at their admiraLIFE OF ALEXANDER POPE. tion of a youth who produced the

alterations from “ Chaucer's Wife, This highly distinguished Poet of Bath," and the translations was born in London, in the year from “Sappho to Pheron,” at the. 1688, where his father was a

age of fourteen; the “Pastorals,". tradesman, and acquired consider

at sixteen; and the “Essay on able property, with which he re

Criticism,” at nineteen. tired to a purchase he had made

In the year 1711, he produced at Binfield, in Windsor Forest. Our Poet, being from infancy, at once placed lim, in point of

the “ Rape of the Lock,” which of a sickly habit, was educated

invention, at the head of living mostly at home; and his father

Poets, and which yet remains being a rigid Catholic, and attach

without a rival. In 1713 he issued ed to the cause of James II. very proposals for his translation of the uaturally imparted to his son

“. Iliad,” and the first four books those principles of religion and

came out in 1715. The success politics which he retained through of this work was such as to enable out his life. His son began early him to leave Binfield altogether, to read and he had scarcely perus- and reside at a house at Twickened some of the English Poets ham ; where the formation of his before he courted the Muse, and celebrateci garden and grotto be, exhibited some specimens of ver

came the amusement and pride of sification and fancy, as are rarely many years of his life. Here he found at his age. His Pastorals obtained the friendship and intiwere shewn in manuscript to Sir

macy of Lord Burlington, Lord W. Turnbull, in the year 1704 ; Peterborough, and the other disand Whycherley, Walsh, and tinguished characters, whose letothers, were proud to encourage so ters make up his published core promising a genius. He soon after respondence. began his “ Windsor Forest,"

His life, indeed, passed in such which, it is said, he used to com- prosperity as few men of genius pose under a beech tree, on which have ever attained by their own Lady Gower carved these words : l'efforts. His wealth, which was

HERE POPE SANG... very considerable, was the fair

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reward of his talent, bestowed by portant step towards perfection, the public.

by refining its language and About the year 1743, his con- smoothing the way towards those stitution which was always infirm, efforts of the sublime and the began to give way to disease; and pathetic, which before his time although he lingered through seve- were obscured by uncouth mearal months, death had made very sures, or mixed with pedantic rapid progress, in the month of quaintness. May, 1744. On the sixth of that month he was all day delirious, which he mentioned a few days TRUTH AND FICTION. after, as a sufficient humiliation

(Continued from page 56.1 of the vanity of man. He died in the evening of the 30th, so But in truth, the vessel was placidly, that the attendants did driving too fást on the land, in not discern his last moments. He spite of all the efforts of the seawas buried at Twickenham, near 'men to keep her off, for they had his father and mother, where a yet a low reef of rocks to weather, monument has been erected to which stretched out from the him by his conmentator, Doctor shore, something less than a quarWarburton.

ter of a mile, and on which the As few men enjoyed a more surf was beating most tremendenvied superiority during their ously. Till these were past, the lives, it may be said, with equal usual dangers of a lee-shore were truth, that few have been more doubled on them. At this critigenerally honoured by posterity. cal juncture, the wind veered a In every collection of poetry, point in their favor : the beacon, Pope stands unrivalled. No au- too, from the light-house, marked thor is oftener read, nor more fre- to the experienced seamen the quently quoted. But, whatever extent of their danger, as was evimay be said by his adversaries, dent by their efforts to keep out the author of the “Rape of the to sea, and their safety became Lock,” and of the “ Eloïsa,” almost certain. But this delay eannot be denied such powers of was sorely vexatious to the iminvention and of pathos as are patient spirit of poor Lucy. "Slow, rarely to be met with.

slow,' she exclaimed; buto'tis As the refiner of versification, yonr fault, father ; you were åland the Poet of reason, sense, and ways cruel to your child'; first satire, Pope stands at the head you took my Richard from me, of a School the most numerous of then my child, then my reason, any. Pope has the honour of and I have been looking for it advancing English Poetry one im- lover many a weary'mile of land,

and have not found it. Some Ellis in high altercation with three told me it was buried with my wild-looking strangers in the babe. It may be so, for I could dress of seamen; two she could never find her grave. But I'll easily distinguish, but the third, be revenged; I'll quench the fire who stood opposite to her father, on your hearth, and the light on and who was by far the most vioyour tower.'

lent, was so placed that she could She hastened to execute this only see his back; he was evifrantic threat by cutting the rope dently the leader of the party by that governed the windlass; in his vehemence in the dispute an instant. the lamp flew down about the beacon, to the absence and was dashed to shivers, leaving of which, and not without cause, the whole coast in utter darkness, he attributed the loss of his vessel and the little brig in imminent and her cargo. peril of shipwreck. · At first the • So, you old scoundrel, after maniac was startled at her own having brought my vessel home act; something like a sense of in spite of winds and waters, I am her mischief came across her to founder in sight of land, bebrain, but the feeling was only cause you are too lazy a lubber to transient, and she resumed her do your duty. Why were you look-out for the vessel, that for not aloft in the lighthouse look, some time was invisible to her ing after your beacon ? in the deepest flashes of the • Richard Clifton !' said the old lightning. Still she kept her man, who had by this tiine reeogwatch at the window, her eyes nised his voice. fixed on the black waste of wa

? And who told you I was Richard ters; they were agitated more Clifton you villainous old wrecker ? furiously than ever, and rolled, -What!-Eh !-Yes, it is old mountain-like, against the cliffs, Ellis !-Huzza, my boys, we have as if contending with them for him at last ; there is but another the empire of the land. At last besides himself and that's the De. her eye caught a glimpse of the vil.— I tell you what, my old one; vessel, nailed as it were to a rock, you had better have sate on a barbut the ship past away even be- rel of gunpowder with a lighted fore the lightning that had shown fuse at your tail, than have crossed it, still she watched.

iny path,' Nearly half an hour had thus • Why, what will you do ?' elapsed, when she was roused • Do ! -It was you who set on from this dreamy state by the my creditors to hound me like a sound of voices in the room be- pirate--you denied me Lucylow : a large crevice in the bro- you drove me to be a villain ; ken floor allowed her to see old and now that the wind had set

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fair, and my uncle, the planter, had in the wretched being, that, on her: left me his money, and I was com- recovery to life, lay shivering and ing home with a wet sail, it is you, moaning in utter and hopeless you wrecker, that dowsed the bea- madness. All his efforts to make

himself known to her. were withI did no such thing,'interrupt-out avail; she saw in him only the ed Ellis.

murderer of her father, and, as her • You lie !--you did; you want mood changed, she either heard ed to have the picking of our him with curses, or mocked him wreck, hut if you get more out of with : ideot malignity, that was it than tinber for your coffin

even more dreadful than her exeAnd with this he snatched up crations. an axe, and split the old man's

"I see it now,' exclaimed. Clifton skull without allowing hiin a in the agony of his heart, I sepause for answer : the bļow was duced your innocence-drove you so effectual that the victim in- to madness--and now that madness stantly rolled at his feet a lifeless is made the instrument of vengecorpse ; but the passion of ven

ance.--It drowns my fortune geance was over with its gratifi- makes me a murderer-gives me. cation ; Clifton, though a daring, to the gallows-the gallows ! and, in some sense of the word, Messmates, this is no place for me. a hard-hearted man, was not to--I must be off before any one tally devoid of feeling, and would finds the rotten old corse be-. have given his chance of life for low! But whither! No matter, years for the power of recalling whither ; I must be off, or I shall the last five minutes : he gazed be taken, and I'll not die on a gal-, on the works of his own hands lows, if it were only for the sake with a sense of horror, that had of her who bore me.' hitherto been a stranger to him, But it was too late ; five minutes when a loud scream from the room before, and escape was not only. above, by diverting his attention possible, but without difficulty; gave relief to the poignancy of his now there was not the slightest feeling. The shriek was repeat chance either for cunning or desed ;-every land was instinctively peration ; a party of king's seaplaced on its cutlass. A third men, who were on the preventive time, and the fall of a heavy body service against the smugglers, had was heard over their heads.-TO observed the sudden disappearcatch up the candle, and rush to apce of the beacons and supposa, the side of the unfortunate maniạc ing it was some fault of the keeps was but the work of an irstant, er, had come to warn him of his and a very little more time was re- imagined negligence. On enterquisite to shew him his own Lucy ing the light-hcuse, the first

thing they saw was the body of " The town of Stratford-uponthe murdered Ellis, as he lay on Avon, which is rendered interestthe floor, bathed in blood, and his ing by its having been the birthhead cleft asunder; this naturally place and residence of our immorled to the seizure of Clifton and tal Bard, is pleasantly situated his party, and the latter, in their near the south-west border of the anxiety to avoid all share in the county of Warwick, on a gentle probable punishment, did not hesi- ascent from the banks of the tate to bear witness against the sweet flowing Avon ;" at the captain. Such evidence was of entrance to the towa is situated a course fatal; 'a very few days suf- bridge which consists of stone, and ficed to the whole business, for the froin this spot is obtained the most affair had happened a short time perfect view of the town, which only before the assizes, so that the extends itself immediately before trial followed close on the heels of it.—The place presents à very the murder. Richard Clifton was neat and picturesque appearance, condemned and ordered for exe- and the country round it adds a cution on the rock before the very diversified scene, being parlight-house.

ticularly fertile, and the scenery, although it does not convey the

idea of grandeur, is still agreeable To be continued in our next.

and interesting.

Its name is generally supposed

to have been derived from the To the Elitor of the Oxford Enter- situation it occupies on the great taining Miscellany.

north road leading from London Sir,

to Birmingham; strate, or stræte, In the 3rd Number of in the Saxon language, signifying your instructing and amusing pub- a road or highway, and the word lication, I perceive the Memoir ford alluding to the passage of the immortal Shakspeare; per- through the Avon, parallel with haps the following account of his the great bridge, at the entrance native town, (Stratford) may not to the town. The antiquity which be uninteresting to your readers, it can boast is very considerable

as, from the records of a monaste and by inserting it you will oblige

ry founded there shortly after the JACOBUS,

conversion of the Saxons to the STRATFORD UPON-AVON.

Christian faith, A.D. 659, (but

which has since been demolished, «Here his infant lays sweet Shak

and the scite on which it was built speare suns, Rere the lasť accents faultered on his is now only known by conjecture,) tongue.”

it can be traced to a period as re

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