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calm-and, not daring to trust either my-windows; for, unlike the generality of self or her with words, I quitted her in | Scotch clergymen, the progenitors of Mr. silence.
Hamilton were rich, and the manse wears A little while ago I heard the sound of somewhat the look of an ancient manorthe bagpipe, and I looked from the win-house. But it is the garden on which the dows, and saw the bridal party. I was so old gentleman, and with justice, prides near to them that I heard the shouts of || himself. Even now it is beautiful : what merriment uttered by the young men; it then will it not be in summer ? I often might have been fancy, but I thought I think how my sister would delight in that heard the coarse laughter of the bride- garden, with its luxuriant roses and jessagroom louder than all the rest; and I am mine-covered arbours. And how pleased sure I distinguished the dark locks and the old gentleman looked when he shewed drooping form of the bride. No one else me his carnations and tulip-beds ! “But could have worn that air of despairing | those,” said he, pointing to a bank of viohopelessness; and she only could have lets, are dearer to me than the rarest managed her horse with such careless, but flowers in my garden : they were planted perfect grace. Poor thing! poor thing! by Florence McIntyre, and they resemble I fear she has chosen a wayward destiny. her in their unpretending beauty.”—Who,
20th.-On this day-two months ago, I wonder, is Florence McIntyre? There I lost my mother; and never was there a surely was a shade of sadness passing over dearer or a kinder parent. She died of his brow when he spoke of her. I longed consumption. The fearful visitant came to ask about her, but felt fearful of intrudin all its fair but deceitful beauty. Yes, ing. He is a charming old man-I hope even to the very last, my mother was beau- | he will often visit us. tiful, and her eyes retained their gentle 28th.—A week of rain, and cold easterly brightness; but as spring approached, and winds: the sun has not shined upon us for the earlier flowers began to unfold their the last eight days. I have seen no one, blossoms, my mother, that dearest of my and have had nothing to insert in my diary. earthly treasures, drooped and died. From Oh, the misery of rainy weather in the my chamber-windows I can see the green | highlands ! Such long melancholy facesspot of earth that covers her grave in the such reading of books so often read before lonely church-yard of Glenavon. I see the —such perusals and re-perusals of “ The dark yew trees, standing like spectres in the Morning Post” and “The Evening Star”. shadowy moonlight. What a cold bleak | such raking up of the ashes of dull stories, blast there is groaning among the woods! that have long since died a natural deathHow often have I sat with my mother on such attempts at philosophical indifference such a night as this, enjoying the blaze about the weather and the roads. Defend upon our hearth, and listening to her dear, || me from another rainy week in the highgentle voice! Alas! that voice is now lands! And this morning wears quite as silent in the grave, and that beloved unpromising an aspect — the same haze mother is mouldering in the dust.
upon the hills—the same thick melancholy 22d.-A day of unclouded sunshine ; || rain, without a breeze stirring the branches. and we have had a visitor, too-the mi- || How chilled and lifeless every thing apnister, Mr. Hamilton. I would I could de- || pears—this is really horrible. scribe him, with his mild benevolent coun
March 1st.-Rain, still rain, and every tenance, and his thin silvery hair. Never | object without the walls cheerless and have I seen a more interesting face. Truly | gloomy. But the objects within the walls-he is a man of God-a disciple worthy of is it possible I have never yet described his glorious master. I walked with him to them? Is it possible I have never spoken the manse-a building almost as interest-of my very pretty cousin, the lady of the ing and venerable as himself. Its original | domain, with her laughing eyes, and her form is entirely lost in the wings and ad-|| cheeks glowing like young rose-buds ? ditions built by its various possessors. It Lucy has been four years a matron, and is now a whimsical but picturesque man- || yet she is a very Hebe in her beauty. sion, composed of gable ends and bow. With that bright happy countenance, and
those pearly teeth so often displayed in sunny, and string necklaces for ourselves her artless merriment, Lucy is at once the of the fresh gowans, and collars of the busiest and idlest of all living creatures ;- - same for our dear friend Dido-how I am her whole thoughts now engrossed in the teaching my pet to play on the old jingling culture of a flower, and now in a treatise piano, and how pleased she is with her on philosophy; and yet she is the most own discordant harmony? Strange, that anxious, and the tenderest of mothers. with such lack of matter I should have Never was there a creature so made of written so many pages of my diary, and yet contradictions, so composed of faults and have omitted all this—and Lucy's husband, fascinations. And have I never spoken of too; but he is a sailor, and he is now on Lucy's baby—the sweetest and prettiest of The glad waters of the dark blue sea. babies—my companion in all mischief and Perhaps this quotation may not seem very frolic — my little queen of merriment ? apt-shall I draw my pen through it? No, Have I never told how we seat ourselves I won't-it fills up a line, and shews that I upon the sunny hillocks, when they are
MODERN MANNER S.
There are persons who, wearied with || tents, and other things ; and previously, at the insipidity of modern life, deeply regret the taking of Barfleur, so much was acthat “the days of old iron are out;" that quired, that the boys of the army set no all that was chivalrous, spirit-stirring, and value on gowns trimmed with fur." What picturesque, has departed, leaving not a exhibition of modern tiines can possibly wreck of its magnificence behind : a period create so strong a degree of interest as that in which the mind was kept in a continual | which was excited by such novel importastate of excitation; when prodigies were oftions. The tulle robe, the chapeau en paracommon occurrence, and no knight or lady | pluie, from the most fashionable Parisian could stir five miles from the old ancestral | milliner, nay the Burmese state coach itcastle without being involved in a series of self, sinks to nothing in the comparison : strange adventures; when demons infested one stare of wonder, or one glance of lanthe wastes and forests, the church-yards guid enjoyment, is all that can be elicited were haunted by ghosts, and every hamlet by the most striking inventions of brainwas tenanted by a witch; when enter- racked artists, from a multitude who have prizing spirits, dissatisfied with the coarse seen every thing that the habitable globe fare and clumsy domestic furniture of their contains through the medium of travel, of own homes, sallied forth, sword in hand, || pictures, and of books. crossed the wide and pathless ocean to It is not, however, necessary to go so foreign lands, and brought back the luxu- far back in our lamentation for departed rious plunder of more refined nations to glories, to grieve over the loss of the their wives and daughters. “ There was
tournament, the pageant, and the stately hardly a female,” observes a celebrated banquets of the middle ages: in times much antiquary of our own times, “ of the four- nearer our own, before the invention of teenth century, who could be styled a easy stage-coaches and canals, those fatal gentlewoman, that had not in her house precursors of MacAdamized roads and some portion of the spoils of furniture, steam-boats, there was quite enough to silk, plate, or jewels, from Caen, Calais, or occupy and delight the mind. England the cities beyond the sea; and those who, was then a perpetual carnival, a masquelike the knight of Chaucer, had been at rade, where every person supported a disAlexandria, 'when it was won' by Peter, tinct character, instead of the endless reKing of Cyprus, returned with great riches petition of dominos, which spread their dull in cloth of gold, velvets, and precious stones. || insipidity throughout all society; people The English at Poitiers were so laden with then spoke, and acted, and thought accordvaluable booty, that they despised armour, ing to their stations and professions, un
restrained by the fear of being deemed odd unfortunates of the nineteenth century are or vulgar, which influences modern man- | constrained to live: it was girt around ners, to the utter destruction of originality. with pleasant meadows, and accessible to
The dandy naval officer, who now wears the sweet air of heaven. The whole of spurs on shore, writes articles in the maga- | the fashionable world congregated south of zines, or launches forth as an author, drives | Oxford Street, and were to be found in a cabriolet, and collects pictures, was for- | Westminster, and in the parishes of St. merly a wild sea-captain, known by his James and St. George: few encroached rolling gait and nautical phrases--a lover of upon this silent territory, and those only to grog and a contemner of perfume-honest, stare, gape at, and admire their superiors, open-hearted, and rough-simple and super- without the slightest intention of vying stitious, and perchance a little vulgar, but with them, as the manner is, or rather altogether a most entertaining personage. would be now, if the higher ranks of the
The red-coat—the very name is linked nobility quitted their entrenchments and with delightful associations—the Lothario participated in amusements open to all. of a country town, at whose approach In these times the peerage of England did mothers locked up their daughters, and the not object to mingle freely with the gentleprovincial beaux hid their diminished heads men and gentlewomen of the middle order—who performed the part attributed to the an entire and separate class from the elbowlover of Ally Croaker with the mothers, | ing upstarts, who are now kept at such an danced with the young ladies, drank with immeasurable distance by the haut ton; the fathers, and gamed with the brothers, people who, possessed of wealth, think what is he now? a dainty, scornful, affect themselves privileged to assume an equality ed being, who keeps himself aloof from with high rank, and in the hope that, by general society, and can only be bribed to dint of continual exction, they shall at shew his fine person at a dinner by a French some period be admitted into the guarded cook, and the rarest and most expensive precincts, look down with supreme conwines.
tempt upon persons who have less chance Then there were the sober merchant, | of this exaltation than themselves. Before and the prim lawyer, the pedant vain of this present era of general refinement, those his learning, the pert city prig, the formal who could not boast of birth were confine gentleman, with his bows and his tented to remain quietly in the station courtly speeches, the gay rake, the bois | allotted to them in society, and to gaze, at terous fox-hunter, in endless and delightful an humble distance, at the privileged pervarieties. If you moved from London to sons who composed the court, and these the country you went into a new world, distinguished fashionables enjoying the and associated with people perfectly diffe- height of happiness in the polite circle rent from those whom you had left behind. around them. The great world, as it was What a splendid contrast was there between called—the only world whose denizens London and the country! The metropolis were highly bred, highly accomplished, was the only place in which the court and polished by travel, and acquainted with fashionable part of the community could the belles-lettres—considered it the worst of breathe ; they hated every thing that was banishments to leave the joys of London, rustic and rural, and were persuaded to when to winter balls succeeded féles, quit the green wildernesses of St. James's champêtres, regattas on the broad and Park, and the lamplight of Mary-le-bone sparkling waters of that beautiful river, Gardens, only for scenes nearly as much which was the scene of continual pleasure sophisticated the straight avenues, nod- to our ancestors, though now shut out ding groves, and formal parterres of Twic- l from view by tall dark buildingsmand midkenham and Richmond. Lord Chester- | night promenades in illuminated gardens, field was wont to declare, that London was to rust and moulder in the country, amid the best place to live in during summer, | people who had never even dreamed of and that in winter there was no other ; but the joys of London ; knew nothing, saw the capital which was thus lauded, was not nothing, and cared for nothing beyond the heated, crowded Babylon, wherein the their own fields, and a race or an assize No. 19.-Vol. IV.
ball at the country town. An exile in so ness which the jocund faces of the party barbarous a region was little short of mar- displayed! What have we in exchange tyrdom to the fine gentlefolks of former for this ?-a dull routine of commondays. Accordingly, Lord Chesterfield places, the same heartless inanity which writes thus from Brettby Hall, in Derby- prevails in town, where no voice is heard shire :—“ Were I given to romances I above a whisper, and where a laugh would should think myself in the castle of some be considered as the height, or rather the inexorable magician, which I am sure Don depth of mauvaise ton. Who could hope Quixote often did upon much slighter to enter a country family in these days, grounds; or were I inclined to a religious and be entertained with the humours and melancholy I should fancy myself in hell : superstitions recorded in the Spectator but, not having the happiness of being quite and Tatler, when an author not only exout of my senses, I fancy-what is worse changed the smoke of London for the clear than either—that I am just where I am, in skies of the country; but furnished himself the old mansion-seat of the family.” with the materials for an article in a perio
The account given by a contemporary of dical, by observing the habits and manners this man of refinement, of his companions of the new species with whom he was in the country, is equally amusing :-“ We located. What enjoyment was there of have gentlemen with long wigs, but they | mysterious horrors, when an owl could smoke tobacco; and ladies with hoops, but not hoot from the ivy, or a rat stir in the they are draggled at the tail.” The Duchess wainscot, without raising an expectation of of Queensbury says, in a letter from Edin- | some fearful circumstance at hand. What burgh, dated June, 1734: “I have not delicious day-dreams did the lucky finder met with any one in this county who doth of a horse-shoe-now regarded only as so not eat with a knife, and drink a dish of much old iron-indulge in! Visions of tea ;" and Lord Bathurst records the fol- Eldorado and Potosi floated in the mind's lowing marvels of the peak in Derbyshire:
-eye at the familiarities of the money-spider ; “ Perhaps you will not believe me, but it and with what an assurance of a prosperous is literally true, that the sun shines even day were those persons comforted, who here where I am, above one hundred miles happened accidentally to put on a stocking from London, and that there are men and or a handkerchief the wrong side out! Then women walking upon two legs just as they the continual alternation from hope to fear, do about St. James's.”—How delightful to the ominous dread with which lovers lisexplore the deep recesses of rural haunts, tened to the croak of a raven, as they wantenanted by a set of beings perfectly dis. dered through the old oak avenue by moonsimilar to the dwellers in towns; to be light; the terror occasioned by spilling salt, enabled, on the strength of a well-cut and the horrible apprehensions raised by coat, a rich sword-knot, and a cravat edged the death-watch, as its slow and solemn with fine lace, to attract all eyes in a tick struck upon the affrighted ear in some country church, and send the belles away large and lonely chamber, arousing some in ecstacies with the charming stranger! | pining maiden from her pensive reverie, What peril, too, of flood and field, to be and threatening the safety of the beloved encountered in an expedition of six miles object of her meditations, perchance at through rough roads to a dinner-party; | sea, or pursuing his toilsome way through and what a zest did the narrow escape the burning plains of distant lands! It is from broken necks give to the whole affair ! all over ! The horrors of the incantation Then the warmth of your welcome at these scene in Der Freischütz excite no sympaantique habitations, wherein the owners thetic feeling in our sceptic hearts; we are prided themselves upon their old-fashioned grown wise, and pay the penalty of knowEnglish hospitality, the uproariousness of ledge-a paradise is shut from our view. the mirth, and the excess of human happi
WANDERINGS IN THE LAND OF HAFIZ.
(Continued from Vol. III, page 255.)
THE SEVEN PARADISES OF ISPAHAN.
“ Is it the turtle's voice, or love's young note,
A STRIKING harmony of design prevails || palaces, repose on roses, and listen all day in the general aspect of these celebrated to soft music, the food of their immortal gardens; and one conspicuous feature, are beauties ! the long vistas of Persian plane, called by In drawing near, indeed, the spell is in the natives the chinar tree. Its branches part dissolved; for time and neglect have are peculiarly umbrageous, and of a most been at work. We find gay pavilions, it is beautiful foliage. These shady avenues true; but like waning beauties, fading to are every where enriched with the most decay. Yet there still remains the fantastic delicious fruit-trees and flowering shrubs, grace of the capricious architecture-the in full blossom and blow. Bright canals Asiatic, mingling with the Grecian-or stretch down the fine perspective, usually with every added ornament that can be proterminating at their extreunities in some duced by colour, carving, gilding, and lookmagnificent marble basin, or brilliantly- || ing-glass ; prodigious quantities of the latter sparkling fountain, adding its flashing wa- | species of decoration being inserted, in a ters to the liquid mirror beneath. Formal | thousand different forms, on every part of as this outline may seem in description, the the buildings, and all shining at once under effect to the sight produced no sensation of the unclouded sun, appear a mass of light, stiffness; it was grandeur and elegance com- || and, dazzling the sight with the imaginabined; and the whole scene, rapturously | tion, leave the spectator lost in wonder. verdant, appeared the very haunt of fresh- | But the really most magnificent of these exness and repose, wooing the solitary wan- | traordinary mansions is the Chehel Setoon, derer to their cool and green retreats. In- or palace of forty pillars. The exhaustless deed the vistas and canals stretch to so profusion of its splendid anaterials reflects, extended a sylvan depth, that when view- || by a masterly arrangement, not merely ed from any point, they seem parts of a their own golden and crystal lights, but all vast wooded forest, intersected by a thou- || the variegated colours of the garden; so sand gliding streams; and through this en- that the whole surface of the building chanted scene (for such might have been seems set with precious stones, moving the model of the fabled wood of Armida) | and changing their hues according to the we descry, at various openings, the several | bright or shadowed aspect of the sky above palaces which give their appropriate names them. In short, the scene might well be to each distinct compartment of this con- supposed the apparition of an eastern stellation of earthly paradises; or rather | poet's dream; and here, my companion mimicry of fairy-land! for they glitter at told me, Shah Abbas passed his happiest the end of each umbrageous aisle, like so waking hours, with his beloved Azule. many structures of shining gems. Such is | Her footsteps now, to my fancy, consethe impression when beheld from a dis- crated every spot, and the thought that tance; and all then is forgotten hy the en
had rested on its objects clothed tranced gazer, but that he has read the each to me with softer beauty.
Arabian Nights,” and that he is now In approaching, we found the entire standing amid the very scenes they tell of; front of the palace open to the garden ; or that the fairy Parabanoo has just wafted the roof being sustained by a double colonhim into the centre of her garden of love, nade, each pillar measuring forty feet in where her sweet sisters inhabit jewelled height, shooting up from a pedestal formed