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ration, and enter fully into the theme,, as the devotional cadence suited that of glad of the new thoughts even when the Anne, but Charlotte had better scope in old theme, per se, has no charms for us. a more didactic and extended style. One Amongst the many fine things which have spirit breathes through the poems of been said of Memory, where are there Acton Bell — that which animates the four lines which concentrate so much re- trembling suppliant appealing to Heaven. gret as are found embedded in this utter- They are all a single cry couched in difance ?

ferent, but exquisite language, the cry of I dare not let it languish,

a dependant for guidance by a Sovereign Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous substance of the soul's aspiration is the

hand. The moods may differ, but the pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, same, and there are few sweeter religious How could I taste the empty world again? poems than that which contains the last

thoughts and wishes of Acton Bell. The This is no maundering of a simply senti- verses are so well known that we refrain mental spirit, but the outcome of a soul from reproducing them; but they may be that had suffered, and had not lost its taken as a good illustration of the spirit strength, though a deep sorrow encom- which animated the author, and form a passed it, and obscured its vision. There touching farewell to a world in which she was not the light that shone in the old could never be said to have been at days, and the regret that has overtaken home. many a heart formed a truthful and fine

With regard to the position which the utterance in one who was gifted with a Brontës occupy amongst authors, we expower of expression beyond her fellows. press ourselves with some diffidence. But the last lines which this wonderfully- In summing up their general merits, and gifted woman ever wrote strike us as be- pronouncing upon their works, it must ing specially note-worthy. They are an be done as a whole, and with no singling address to the Deity : space fails us to out of particular excellences. So, whilst quote them all, but as a specimen of their Charlotte Brontë infinitely eclipses novstrength we may give the following: elists of the highest reputation in isolated Vain are the thousand creeds

qualities — such as those we have already That move men's hearts; unutterably vain; endeavoured to point out - it must be Worthless as withered weeds,

confessed that when we speak of her as Or idlest paths amid the boundless main. the artist it cannot be as pertaining to To waken doubt in one

the very highest rank. Her genius is Holding so fast by Thine infinity.

intense, but not broad, and it is breadth

alone which distinguishes the loftiest Though earth and man were gone,

minds. But if she fails to attain the And suns and universes ceased to be,

standard of the few writers who have And Thou wert left alone,

been uplifted by common consent to the Every existence would exist in Thee.

highest pinnacle of fame, she is the equal

of any authors of the second rank. It is There is not room for death,

not too much to predict, in fact, that Nor atom that His might could render void;

many meretricious works which have Thou, thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

been commended for public admiration

will lose in popularity, while those of We will not stay to investigate the theol- which we have been speaking will inogy of this passage, but as a specimen of crease. It is impossible for two of the poetic vigour it is well worthy of reprint- works of Charlotte Brontë to fall out of ing: The poems of Charlotte Brontë our literature. They have been stamped strike us as being the least excellent in as genuine gold and will keep continually the collection. Correct as they are in in circulation. Works which fail to pass sentiment and expression, they lack this ordeal are those which are either the emphasis to be perceived in those of weak or false ; these are both strong and her sisters. The probability is that true. We obtain from the author of while Emily and Anne Brontë would have Jane Eyre no multitude of characters, attained considerable eminence as poets, but those we do get we become ciosely Charlotte would have wasted her powers familiar with — and one being of veritable on a branch of literature to which she flesh and blood is worth a thousand inwas not quite adapted. In the case of substantial imitations. The novels deal Emily, the brief, decisive, epigrammatic with no particular forms of religious beform of expression suited her genius, just | lief, or social questions, which the author

ITIES.

would doubtless but have regarded as prince, who sat by his side. During the accidents of which she cared to take no whole time his Majesty's favourite wife account; and hence we may affirm that remained seated behind him. Every after the lapse of fifty years her works now and then the Shah would shove á would read as freshly as when they first handful of food into her mouth, and as made their appearance. It was humanity his handfuls were remarkably large, the she strove to produce ; not its creeds, poor creature was nearly choked. When crotchets, or peculiarities; and it is for the time allotted for the repast expired, this reason that the labour will trium- the princes rose and quitted the room phantly stand the test of time. The without washing their hands, for this inner life of a soul is very much the same indispensable termination to an Eastern in all ages.

Its hopes, its fears, and meal is not permitted to take place in the its joys do not change with the chang- presence of royalty. The Shah himself ing seasons and the revolving years. used to linger over his dinner after their Ages pass away, and those writers and departure, for he was very fond of the writings which have only appealed to pleasures of the table. Sometimes of an transient phases of thought or particular evening gambling would take place in changes of society are swept away as by his apartments. Of course, it was etia resistless current, whilst those who quette to lose to his Majesty, and moredefy the potency of the waves are the over it was the custom for one-tenth of all gifted few who have shown the genuine winnings to go to the Shah, who placed power of interpreting nature, or of deal- them in a vessel shaped like a duck. ing with the passions of the human heart. Consequently nearly all the ready cash in

the assembly had by the end of the sitting taken one direction, and the Shah, shaking his singular cash-box, would ob

serve laughingly, “ The King's bird has From The Globe.

been fortunate to-night.” In George the PERSIAN ETIQUETTE AND PECULIAR

Third's reign gambling used on stated

occasions to take place at St. James's, It is singular how little we know about but it was the groom porter, not the SovPersian manners and customs, consider- ereign, who profited by the transaction. ing how long we have held diplomatic Among other customs enforced by etiintercourse with the King of Kings. Yet quette is the rule that where a superior the subject is not devoid of interest, es- dines with an inferior the latter brings in pecially at the present moment. The the first dish himself, a practice not withPersian tongue has long been the lan- out precedent at Western courts. The guage of Oriental diplomatists, and Per- bringing in a dish is, however, in Persia sian etiquette is remarkable for its elab- no light undertaking, and requires conoration. Indeed, Persia is now almost siderable skill, strength, and practice, for the only country where Oriental etiquette the manner in which the operation is peris kept up in all its ancient purity. formed is, especially at court, strictly

The customs of the Court of the pres- prescribed. The dish or tray must be ent Shah are very different from those held at arm's length, carried perfectly which prevailed in the time of the cele- horizontally, and deposited precisely in , brated Futteh Ali Shah, who died in the right place at once. Some ludicrous 1835. When he took his mid-day meal, stories are related about this practice. or dinner, he used first of all to seat him-One old gentleman with a magnificent self and taste some of the dishes; then, beard had to bring in a large tray conon a given signal, his wives came in and taining several dishes, and place it in stood round the room. At the same time front of the Shah. The tray was heavy, the princes, his sons and grandsons, were the bearer was feeble, and, to make matsummoned from the ante-chamber, and ters worse, just as he was about to deposit stood round the table-cloth without saying it a candle, which he had not observed, a word. On a signal from the Shah they set fire to his magnificent beard. For a squatted down in their appointed places, moment he was in a state of the utmost and silently proceeded to eat. The dish- perplexity. To put down the tray elsees which stood next them might be to where than in its appointed place, an their tastes or the contrary, but it was operation which required some deliberanot etiquette to ask for anything, or to tion, was out of the question. To allow help themselves from a dish at a distance. his cherished beard to be consumed was The Shah only spoke to the senior also impossible. He was equal to the

occasion, and plunging his flaming beard | reception by the present Shah some into a dish of curds which stood on the eleven years ago. His Majesty will not, tray he calmly completed his task, amidst it is to be hoped, be disappointed on findthe applause and amusement of the be- ing, when he attends the ball at Buckingholders.

ham Palace on Wednesday next, that the All marks of respect are observed by Archbishop of Canterbury invokes no the Persians with the utmost punctilious-blessing on the Queen, and that Mr. Tenness.and exactitude. On the Shah enter- nyson does not open his mouth. ing the throne-room on a State occasion The jewels of the Shah are, as we can and seating himself, an official shouts judge for ourselves, magnificent, but this out, “He has passed !” and all present is partly explained by the fact that it is bow by stooping the body and placing not the custom in Persia for any one save the palms of the hands lightly on the the sovereign to wear jewels. Another knees. The "eye of the State" then peculiarity in Persian court life is that on walks backwards from the Shah, and, state occasions no one save the Shah moving down the assembly, gives hand- himself is mounted. fuis of silver coins from a golden salver. It may not be generally known that Inferior officers distribute sherbet from the Shah is not the first royal Persian jewelled cups and bowls of rare china. who has visited London. His predecesThe next incident is the recital by a Mula sors were three Persian princes who, of the prayer for the sovereign, and the having been engaged in a rebellion, fed whole affair winds up with an ode spoken here in 1835 to implore the intercession by the Poet Laureate. Such is an ab- of the British Government. They were stract of Mr. Eastwick's description of a not, however, received as public guests.

We understand that a volume of very great having him burnt as a heretic, to such lengths interest has recently been acquired for the was the odium theologicum carried in those Library of the British Museum, namely, one of days! The copy of Tyndale's work thus sethe rarest works of Tyndale, the great Recured for our great public library is of the former, and first translator of the New Testa- first edition, and is believed to be unique. ment into modern English. It is entitled, Copies of a later edition are in the Bodleian “The Exposition of the Fyrste Epistle of Seynt and the Cathedral Library at St. Paul's, but Jhon, with a Prologge before it: by W. T.” there was no copy of either in the British MuThere is no place of imprint mentioned, but seum until the recent purchase was effected. there is every reason to believe that it was

Athenæum. printed at Antwerp, and the date of publication is given at the end as “the yere of our lorde, 1531, in September.” Tyndale was then living at Antwerp, and a copy of this very work fell into the hands of one Vaughan,

AGAINST THE TIDE. who had been commissioned by the English Government to watch over Tyndale's move- | 'Tis sweet to float along the flowing tide, ments, and, if possible, inveigle him to return The water's soothing melody around, to England. Vaughan sent the book to Crom- And unseen harps with notes of dulcet sound well, requesting him to lay it before the King, Lulling the ear as down the stream we glide, which we presume was done. In the follow- And all of beautiful and fair to see, ing year it was strictly prohibited, and Sir And balmy winds blowing upon the brow, Thomas More, in his “Confutacyon of Tyn

And all is well if left as it is now. dale's Answere," alludes to it in the following But let the brave clear thinker strive to free sarcastic and bitter terms: "Then we have fro Earth's groaning spirits from their galling Tyndale the fyrste pystle of Saynte John in chain, suche wyse expowned, that I dare say that And, like a shipwrecked sailor far from blessed Apostle rather then his holy wordes shore were in suche a sense byleved of all Crysten Upon a raft amid the surging main, people hadde lever his pystle hadde never He hears the warning of the breaker's roar, been put in wrytynge.” The animosity shown And, should he drift into some smiling bay, by Sir Thomas More towards Tyndale was of Fierce-visaged warriors motion him away. the most intense kind, and he used every ex

Tinsley's Magazine. ertion to get him into his power with a view to

Fifth Series,
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No. 1522. - August 9, 1873.

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CONTENTS.
I. MONTROSE,

Contemporary Review, .
II. THE TWO BROTHERS. A Tale by MM. Erck-
mann-Chatrian, authors of " The Conscript,”
Conclusion, .

St. James Magazine,
III. A LOST ART, .

Fortnightly Review, IV. THE PRESCOTTS OF PAMPHILLON. By the

author of " Dorothy Fox.” Part VIII., Good Words, V, OLD CONTINENTS,

Contemporary Review, . VI. THE CONIBOS,

Chambers' Journal, VII. PRINCE BISMARCK'S POSITION IN GERMANY, Pall Mall Gazette, VIII. CHURCH AND STATE IN HUNGARY,

Pall Mall Gazette,

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THE DESERTED VILLAGE.

SPRING WORSHIP.
IN MEMORIAM.

As some fond mother loves to run,
BY THE AUTHOR OF "MARY POWELL."

And in her darling's cradle peep, Oh no! the place is not the same, beneath its And feast upon him in his sleep, sheltering hill,

And finds her doting never done; Though country lanes around it wind, and

tempt the wanderer still, And though the rustic church's chime repeats

To watch his blossomhood expand;

Detect fresh beauties every day; its ding-ding-dong,

Nor lets an hour slip away To urge the loiterer wasting time with,“ Come,

Without some favour from her hand John, come along!” Although the windmill land and hill to-day's pedestrian greet,

So I, when Candlemas is o'er, And though the burrow roses still spring un- And leaden days of gloomy cheer, derneath his feet,

Delight to watch the budding year, And though the field that's last but one, not To see it flourish more and more.

under water now, Has stepping-stones across, that run o'er what was once a slough,

I think it then a natural sin — And periwinkles from the edge, outside the

When shooting germs begin to prick, vicarage gate,

And rubies gem the budding quickAnd sunflowers overtop the hedge where once

A kind of crime to stay within. we used to wait, While from the study overhead was uttered Then daily I frequent the lane, blithe good morrow,

And where the crystal runlets rise; Infectious in its cheerfulness, and deadly foe And thank God for his baliny skies, to sorrow.

And feast upon the fair champaign; Ah me! it seems but yesterday that churchway path we trod,

Watch lovingly the growth of green, Linked arm in arm with those we loved, to

From lattice-work to copious shroud; wards the house of God,

And every flight of feathery cloud; And full of sweet and serious thought, we

And every aspect of the scene; passed with filling eyes The flower-covered grave wherein our darling sister lies.

The fallows, mellowing richiy dark; And those were good preparatives for sweet The woodlands, purpling every hill; and serious prayer,

The flying bows; the bickering rill; A dear one in the churchyard, and so many The heavens, inviting up the lark.

dear ones there; And easier seemed the precepts, “Little flock,

The woodland violet, white or blue; love one another,"

The native topaz of the bank; “Do good, and hope for no return," " Let

Assailed from heavens on either flank each forgive his brother." And, sanctified by love and faith, our spirits

By wild wood-music, fluting through; As homeward, after evening prayer, we rever- The snowdrop with its airy bell; ently withdrew;

The crocus with its golden cup; And memories compared of what we heard our The dainty cowslip starting up; pastor say

The daisy meek, in many a dell. Formed the manner of communing that we

held upon our way, Rendered dearer by his blessing, and some The spiritual lilies of the vale; brief, sweet precept, meant

The spotted foxglove, quaint of hue; To dwell within us silently, as o'er the fields The classic hyacinth steeped in dew; we went,

The pansy, lady of the dale. Such as e'en yet float around us, like some old melodious hymn,

For thy sworn lover, Spring, am I; “Remember Nicodemus, and be teachable like

I watch thee with assiduous love, him."

Crowned from eternal founts above, They did their work, in part, at least, but now My heart is something like thy sky.

his voice has filed, And we will not weep him more, nor seek the

And in thine eyes I get a gleam, living with the dead. *

Golden Hours.

A gleam of everlasting youth;

Ah me, the imperishable truth, The Rev. John Hughes, Prebendary of St. Da

The purity and deathless dream! vid's, and for fifty-four years vicar of Penally, Pem

Chambers' Journal. brokeshire, died May 9th, 1873, deeply regretted.

closer grew,

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