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Call forth in man his noblest powers;—
Therefore I hold my head erect,

And, amid life's severest hours,
Stand steadfast in my self-respect.

I thank thee, God, that I must toil
Yon ermined slave of lineage high,
The game-law lord who owns the soil
Is not so free a man as I'
He wears the fetters of his clan ;
Wealth, birth, and rank have hedged him in ;
I heed but this, that I am MAN,
And to the great in mind akin |

Thank God, that like the mountain-oak
My lot is with the storms of life;
Strength grows from out the tempest's shock;
And patience in the daily strife.
The horny hand, the furrowed brow,
Degrade not howe'er sloth may deem ;
'Tis this degrades—to cringe and bow,
And ape the vice we disesteem.

Thank God for toil, for hardship, whence
Come courage, patience, hardihood,
And for that sad xperience
Which leaves our bosoms flesh and blood;
Which leaves us tears or others' woe
Brother in toil respect thyself;
And let thy steadfast virtues show
That man is nobler far than pelf!

Thank God for toil ; nor fear the fice
Of wealth nor rank: fear on y sin,
That blight which mars all outward grace,
And dims the light of peace within :
Give me thy hand, my brother, give
Thy hard and toiled-stained hand to me;
We are no dreamers, we shall live
A brighter, better day to see :

From Tait's Magazine. A STEED AND THE DESERT FOR ME! by C.A.L.D. Eit CAMPBE LL.

The court and the city may do for the crowd
Who worship the world, for the petty and proud;
For the lover of lucre, the wooer of pelf,
Whose God is of gold, and whose idol is self;
But for me, born (afar from the market and mart)
Where liberty comes from the breeze to the heart,
There is death in such spots, where I cannot
breathe free :
Oh! a Steed and the Desert for me !—

The roses have fragrance in cities, ’tis true,
Saloons may be sprinkled with essences too;
But the dew-drops that fall 'neath the stars and
the moon,
By Nature are fraught with a for richer boon
Of scent and of hue ; for no art can bestow
Their native endowments of perfume or glow.
My rosebuds I pluck mid green bowers from the
tree :
Oh! a Steed and the Desert for me !

I hate the harsh noise of the cymbal and drum,
I hate the loud sounds from the timbrel that
come ;
The nightingale's song in the silence of night,
And the lark's and the linnet's when sunshine is
Are sweeter and soft r, and mingle so well
With all the clear echoes of mountain and dell,
That they seem to my sense earth's true music

to be :
Oh! a Steed and the Desert for me !

Then give me the date-tree that shadows our tents, And the wild flowers that fill all the air with their scents, And the pure well of water that springs 'neath the trees Where the wife of my youth, with our boy on her knees, Sings welcoming songs as at nightfall I seek For the light of my life in the smile on her cheek. Away with your towns, where no freedom can

e :
A Steed and the Desert for me !

From the Athenaeum.

by the L.At p. M. Rs. JEvoNs.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.—Psalm. xxiii.

Thou must go forth alone, my soul :
Thou must go forth alone,—
To other scenes, to other worlds,
That mortal hath not known.
Thou must go forth alone, my soul,
To tread the narrow vale;
But he, whose word is sure, hath said
His comforts shall not fail.

Thou must go forth alone, my soul,
Along the darksome way;
Where the bright sun has never shed
His warm and gladsome ray.
And yet the Sun of Righteousness -
Shall rise amidst the gloom,
And scatter from thy trembling gaze
The shadows of the tomb.

Thou must go forth alone, my soul |
To meet thy God above :
But shrink not—he has said, my soul |
He is a God of love.
His rod and staff shall comfort thee
Across the dreary road,
Till thou shalt join the blessed ones,
In Heaven's serene abode.

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Lit ERARY IM positions.—The Count Mariano Alberti sold to a bookseller at Ancona several unedited manuscripts of Tasso, some of which he interpolated, and others forged. In 1827, he declared himself in possession of two till then unknown poems in Tasso's handwriting; afterwards he produced four other autographs; and then a volume containing thirty-seven poems, which he offered for sale to the Duke of Tuscany, whose agents, however, declared them to be spurious and modern. He then produced a file of Tasso's letters, which were regarded as gennine; till, in 1841, when, on his property being sequestered, the whole affair proved a tissue of almost unexampled forgery. The literary world is now very generally of the belief that that very beautiful poem, fo Chalkhill's Thealma and Clearchus, first published by Isaac Walton (1683), was actually the production of that honest angler. The copies of the English Mercurie ' (regarded as the earliest English newspaper) in the British Museum, have been discovered to be forgeries, and Chatterton is supposed to have been concerned in their fatrication. At least a hundred volumes or pamphlets, besides innumerable essays and letters in magazines or newspapers, have been written with a view to dispel the mystery in which for eighty years the authorship of Junius's Letters has been involved. These political letters, so remarkable for the combination of keen severity with a polish-d and brilliant style, were contributed to the ‘Public Advertis r, during three years, under the signature of Junius, the actual name of the writer being a secret even to the publisher of that paper. They have been fathered upon Earl Temple, Lord Sackville, Sir Philip Francis, and fifty other distinguished characters. At present, an attempt is again being made to prove them the productions of Mr. Lauchan Maclean ; but we need scarcely wish for anything like a positive or convincing result. Some time before his death, Voltaire showed a

perfect indifference for his own works : they were continually reprinting, without his being ever acquainted with it. If an edition of the * Henriade,’ or his tragedies, or his historical or fugitive pieces, was nearly sold off, another was instantly produced. He requested them not to print so many They persisted, and reprinted them in a hurry, without consulting him ; and, what is almost incredible, yet true, they printed a magnificent quarto edition at Geneva without his seeing a single page; in which they inserted a number of pieces not written by him, the real authors of which were well known. His remark upon this occasion is very striking—“I look upon myself as a dead man, whose effects are upon sale.' The mayor of Lausanne having established a press, published in that town an edition called complete, with the word London on the titlepage, containing a great number of dull and contemptible little pieces in prose and verse, transplanted from the works of Madame Oudot, the “Almanacs of the Muses, 'the “Portfolio Recovered,' and other literary trash, of which the twentythird volume contains the greatest abundance. Yet the editors had the effrontery to proclaim on the title-page that the book was wholly revised and corrected by the author, who had not seen a single page of it. In Holland some forgeries were printed as the ‘Private Letters' of Voltaire, which induced him to parody an old epigram —

Lo! then exposed to public sight,
My private letters see the light;
So private, that none ever read 'em,
Save they who printed, and who made 'em.

Steevens says, that not the smallest part of the work called Cibber’s “Lives of the Poets” was the composition of Cibber, being entirely written by Mr. Shiells, amanuensis to Dr. Johnson, when his dictionary was preparing for the press. T. Cibber was in the King's Bench, and accepted of ten guineas from the booksellers for leave to prefix his name to the work; and it was purposely so prefixed, as to leave the reader in doubt a young man at Wurzburg, of the name of Rodrick, to practise a more serious deception upon Professor Berenger, at the commencement of the last century. Rodrick cut a great number of stones into the shape of different kinds of animals, and monstrous forms, such as bats with the heads and wings of butterflies, flying frogs and crabs, with Hebrew characters here and there discernible about the surface. These fabrications were gladly purchased by the professor, who encouraged the search for more. A new supply was accordingly prepared, and boys were employed to take them to the professor, pretending that they had just found them near the village of Eibelstadt, and charging him dearly for the time which they alleged they had employed in collecting them. Having expressed a desire to visit the place where these wonders had been found, the boys conducted him to a locality where they had o buried a number of specimens. At ast, when he had formed an ample collection, he published a folio volume, containing twenty-eight plates, with a Latin text explanatory of them, dedicating the volume to the Prince-Bishop of Wurzburg. The opinions expressed in this book, and the strange manner in which they are defended, render it a curious evidence of the extravagant credulity and folly of its author, who in eant to follow it up with other publications; but being apprised by M. Deckard, a brother prosessor, of the hoax that had been practised, the deluded author became most anxious to recall his work. It is therefore very rare, being only met with in the libraries of the curious; and the copies which the publisher sold after the author's death, have a new title-page in lieu of the absurd allegorical one which originally belonged to them.


whether himself or his father was the person designed. William Henry Ireland having exercised his ingenuity with some success in the imitation of ancient writing, passed off some forged papers as the genuine manuscripts of Shakspeare. Some of the many persons who were deceived by the imposition, subscribed sums of money to desray the publication of these spurious documents, whics were accordingly issued in a handsome folio volume. But when Ireland's play of ‘Vortigern' was performed at Drury Lane as the work of Shakspeare, the audience quickly discerned the cheat; and soon afterwards the clever impostor published his ‘Confessions,' acknowledging himself to be the sole author and writer of these ancient-looking manuscripts. Poor young Chatterton s forgery of the poems of Rowley, a priest of the fifteenth century, is one of the most celebrated literary impositions on record. Horace Walpole, in a letter written in 1777, says, “ Change the old words for modern, and the whole construction is of yesterday; but I have no objection to anybody believing what he pleases I think poor Chatterton was an astonishing genius.' In all probability the exact nature of Macpherson's connexion with what are called ‘Ossian's Poems' will never be known. Although snatches of these poems, and of others like thein, are proced to have existed from old times in the High lands, there is no proof that the whole existed. Macpherson left what he called the original Gaelic poems to be published after his death ; “but,' says Mr. Carruthers, “they proved to be an eract counterpart of those in English, although, in one of the earlier Ossian publications, he had acknowledged taking liberties in the translation. Nothing more seems to be necessary to settle that the book must be regarded as to some unknown extent a modern production, founded upon, and imitative of certain ancient poems; and this seems to be nearly the decision at which the judgment of the unprejudiced public has arrived." A species of literary imposition has become common latterly, namely, placing the name of some distinguished man on the title-page as editor of a work the author of which is not mentioned, because obscure. This system, done with a view to allure buyers, is unjust towards the concealed author, if the work really merit the support of an eminent editor, for it is denying a man the fair fame that he ought to receive ; and if the work be bad, the public is cheated by the distinguished name put forth as editor and guarantee of its merits. Still, however, the tardiness of the people themselves in encouraging new and unknown writers of merit, is the reason why publishers resort to this trick to insure a sale and profit. Several ingenious deceptions have been played off upon geologists and antiquaries. Some youths desirious of amusing themselves at the expense of Father Kircher, engraved several fantastic figures upon a stone, which they afterwards buried in a place where a house was about to be built. The workmen having picked up the stone while digging the foundation, handed it over to the learned Kircher, who was quite delighted with it, and bestowed much labor and research in explaining the meaning of the extraordinary figures upon it. The success of this trick induced

DErAch Ed Thoughts From JEAN PAUL RichTER.—We should never mourn for one that dies at fifteen. There die the first dawnings of love with the spring-flowers in its little heart. I would visit the grave of such an one in the spring, merely that I might be glad.

Spring passes away, and so must thou Is thy cheek of roses fairer than the rose which must also fade 2 Thy song, other than that of the nightingale, which is also silenced * Lie down calmly in thy dust, thou human flower. That dust will yet be the pollen of a fairer one; and earth has no more that it can do to thy blossoming soul.

DRUNK ENN Ess IN Cork.--What will greatly surprise English readers is the following return from Cork, the home and head-quarters of the great Apostle of Temperance. “According to the Cork Constitution, the number of drunkards committed to the City Bridewell, for twelve months, ending the first of April, in each of the following years, was as follows:–

Year. Drunkards. Year. Drunkards. 1841 2087 1844 . . 2452 1842 . . 2842 1845 . . :3374 1843 . . 1607 1846 . . 0622

Something more potent than Mathewism is required at Cork.


Autobiography of John Aubrey, (1625) by John Britton. The Enchanted Knights; a Romance, from the German of Musaeus. Notes on the Wandering Jew; or, the Jesuits and their Opponents, by John Fairplay. Biographical History of Philosophy, by G. H. Lewis. 4 vols. 18mo. A Selection from the Remains of Theocritus, Bion, and Moschus, by Frederic H. Ringwood. Trade and Travel in the Far East; or, Recollections of Twenty-one Years passed at Java, Singapore, Australia, and China, by G. S. F. Davidson. A very amusing and instructive work. Bells and Pomegranates, No. 8 and last, by Robert Browning. The Aristocracy of England; a History for the People, by John Hampden, Jr. The Church in the Catacombs; a Description of the Primitive Church of Rome, illustrated by its sepulchral remains, by Charles Maitland, M. D. * A new edition of Sir H. Spelman's celebrated work, History and Fate of Sacrilege. Political Works of David Ricardo, by J. R. McCulloch. Lectures on Systematic Morality, by Rev. W. Whewell, 1). D.; a kind of Commentary on the author’s “Elements of Morality and Polity.” Notes and Recollections of a Professional Life, by the late Wm. Ferguson, M. D. Second volume of Bopp's Comparative Grammar of Sanscrit, Zend, Greek, Latin, lithuanian, Gothic, German, and Sclavonic Languages, translated by Lieut. Eastwick and Prof. Wilson. Ecclesiastical Reminiscences, by Rev. Mr. Waylen;–a work on the U. States. The Percy Society are about to issue the Poems of the Earl of Surrey, Wm. Browne, Dr. Donne, and Taylor, the water poet. The Camden Society announces a translation of Polydore Vergill's History of England; the Autobiography of the Countess of Pembroke. The Parker Society have announced Archbishop Parker's Correspondence, and the Works of Bishops Ridley, Pilkington, and Hooper. : A book of Highland Minstrelsy, by Mrs. D. Ogilvy.

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Hellenische Alterthumskunde, aus dem Gesichtspuncte des Staats. Von Wilh. Wachsmuth, Dr. der Phil., &c. 2te. umgearbeitete und vermehrte Ausgabe. Halle, 1844, 46. (A thoroughly revised and enlarged edition of one of the profoundest works which modern research has contributed to our knowledge of Greek antiquity.) I)ie Historische Kunst der Griechen in ihrer Entstehung und Fortbildung. Von Friedrich Creuzer. 2te. Werbesserte und ver mehrte Ausgabe, besorgt von Jul. Kayser, Gymnasiallehur in Darmstadt. 2 Thlr. 10 Ngr.) Historia Critica Tragicorum Gracorum. Scripsit Wilh. Car. Kayser, Westfalus, Gottingae, 1845. pp. 332, gr. 8. (I Thir. 15 Ngr.) (“A very useful work, and an important accession to the treasures of Philological literature.”) Antimachi Colophonei reliquias, premissa de ejus vita et scriptis disputatione, collectas explanavit Henr. Guil. Stoll. 1845. pp. 124. gr. 8. (20 Ngr.) (Antimachus was by the ancients placed next to Homer. This edition of his Fragments is the most complete that has appeared, and is distinguished by learning, judgment, and philological tact and acumen.) Aristophanis Comoediae, Rec. et aunot.

instrux. Fred. Henr. Bothe. Ed. Lec. emendatior. Vol. I. Acharnenses, Equites, Nubes. Vol. II. Vespa, Pax, Aves.

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