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at last have found out the generous disposition who suggested this little piece of spite.

It was, on this account, thinking the writer might be the editor of the paper in which it appeared, I wrote to that editor, not on account of the criticism, though I took the opportunity, then, undoubtedly, to refer, having been treated with such disdain, to the editions of my poems.

The editor of the paper, of whom I then knew nothing, will tell you the same. I do not recollect whether my letter to him was intended to be published.

The other instance, in which I controverted mistake, was in the case of Mr. Campbell. I had been held up by so popular a writer, as having confined all my ideas of poetry to the description of external nature; if you will, to out of door nature. Mr. Campbell believed this on the authority of the Edinburgh Review, as Lord Byron, on the same authority, quoted a line in a perverted sense. 1 never replied to the Edinburgh. I never replied to the Quarterly, where I have before been spoken of harshly.

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It would grieve your heart were I to extract a sentence from Mr. Southey's letter, on the article so often spoken of,

In one instance, I confess, you have the greatest advantage over me, as the critic in the Quarterly has also; it is in turning against me, by your quotations, the strength of Lord Byron.

Your name is not in the English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, but, perhaps, this, in the lucid language of your coadjutor, may be "The Triumph OF THE FUTURE!"

In the mean time I must succumb; for, with Lord Byron turned against me, I have no chance. How blithly do you and your brother ring the "changes and chimes" "on the MOUTH OF CANDOR, AND THE HEART OF GALL;" on him,

" who

Did for hate what Mallet did for hire!"

on the very wolves being directed to be silent, because,

"Bowles to Cynthia howls,

"Making night hideous; answer him, YE OWLS!"

Now, though I never attempted being at all "too gentyl,” to "smack the Satiric thong," I am obliged to do what I can, in this way, and though "beginning late," I am sure I cannot possibly have a fairer subject. I therefore hereby promise, that, for every twentyfour lines, quoted by you or your friend, from Lord Byron, I will greet you with as many from my unpublished poem of the "Gilchrisiad." I cannot call my poem a "Rowland for an Oliver;" yet, you

'The reader will see the reason why the anecdote of Lord Byron was introduced. Some incidental remarks were made on the letter to Sir J. Mackintosh.

will accept it as a first offering of my muse, in this line, of "in-door nature! My "gentyl" verses, it seems, are little to your taste, and therefore, "Sicilides Musa, paulo majora canamus!" we must "begin, and somewhat loudly strike the string!" Listen, then, Oh Gilchrist! and let the "owls" of Stamford, or the Quarterly Review, some of whom have unaccountably roosted there, "" answer!"

What! shall the dark reviler cry, "oh shame,"
If one vile slanderer is held up by name!
Shall the rank, loathsome miscreant of the age,
Sit, like a night-mare, grinning on a page,
Turn round his murky orbs, that roll in spite,
And clench his fiendish claws, in grim delight;
And shall not an indignant flash of day
Scare the voracious vampire from his prey?

Ye dark inquisitors, a monk-like band,
Who, o'er some shrinking victim-author stand,
A solemn, secret, and vindictive brood,
Only terrific in your cowl and hood;
Yes! BYRON once more sternly shall arise,
Snatch from your grasp the panting sacrifice,
Dash in your face the code of bloody law,
And lash you with your own red Scourges raw!

But chiefly THEE, whose MANLY, GENEROUS mind,
So nobly-valiant, against woman-kind,

Thinks that the man of satire, unreprov'd,
Might stab the heart of Her he fondly lov'd,
And thus, malignantly as mean, apply,

The ASSASSIN'S vengeance, and the COWARD's lye ;'

THEE, whose coarse fustian, strip'd with tinsel phrase,
Is ek'd with tawdry scraps, and tags of PLAYS;

Whose pye-bald character so aptly suit
The two extremes of BANTAM and of BRUTE ;2
Compound grotesque of sullenness and show,
The chattering magpie, and the croaking crow;

Who, with sagacious nose, and leering eye,
Dost" scent the TAINT" of distant "pruriency,"

■ See observations on Pope's detestable lines about Lady Mary.

2 See criticism and letter in his own name, in the London Magazine. VOL. XVII.

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Turn every object to one loathsome shape,

Hear but "a laugh,” and cry,

66 a RAPE, a RAPE!"
Whose heart contends with thy Saturnian head,
A root of hemlock, and a lump of lead;
Swelling vain Folly's self-applauding horn,
Shall the indignant muse hold forth to scorn.

GILCHRIST, proceed, to other hearts impute,
The feelings that thy own foul spirit suit:
Round thy cold brain, let loathsome demons swarm,
Its native dulness into life to warm,

Then with a visage half-grimace, half-spite,

Run howling, "Pope, Pope, Pope,"-howling, bite. Reckless, thy hideous rancor I defy, ̄

All which thy brain can brood, thy rage apply,

And thus stand forth spite of thy venom'd foam,
To give thee BITE for BITE, or lash thee limping home.

[TO BE CONCLUDED IN OUR NEXT.]

ON THE

PRODUCTION OF WEALTH,

AND THE

INFLUENCE, WHICH THE VARIOUS CLASSES OF SOCIETY HAVE, IN CARRYING ON THAT PROCESS:

"The more various the classes, the richer they are all; that is, the com

munity in general."

Third Leading Principle of Circulation.

ORIGINAL.

LONDON:

VOL. XVII.

Pam.

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REMARKS,

&c. &c.

REVEREND SIR,

ON procuring your book upon "The Principles of Political Economy," I turned, with some impatience, to your "Observations on Productive and Unproductive Labor;" to ascertain whether you maintained the doctrines of Smith, respecting unproductiveness, or avowed yourself a convert to the productive system. I soon

perceived you did neither. And as a maintainer of the latter, in all its extent, I feel myself called on to examine the reasons that you have given for keeping up distinctions, which it utterly rejects as unknown to Nature.

To this fundamental topic I mean, at present, to confine myself. Indeed, until Statisticians come to a decision respecting it, founded on the actual results in nature, the whole of the science must be more or less doubtful; for upon the answer to the question-What is the real source of the production of wealth?-the science rests.

Differing as we do, entirely, on some fundamental points in statistics or if you will, political economy, though I do not approve of this title we most cordially agree in one thing; the importance of the science. Indeed you have ably confirmed what I had before stated. And the person who dissents here, must be either very young, or very raw in the study.

What fanciful theorists may introduce is another matter; but the science itself is the most important and practical of all the sciences, as affecting the happiness of men more than, perhaps, any other. And it is of the most vital consequence to a community, that the questions naturally arising on it should be answered correctly; for on these answers depends the adoption of measures, in which are involved the comfort and distress, the prosperity and decline, of millions. Nor need we go out of our own country, enlightened as it is, or yet travel back to another period, for decisive proofs of this