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not felt his heart enchained, his eyes o'erflow? Such precisely is the effect produced by a perusal of Jeannie Halliday. We wish not to offer higher praise. My Chamber in the Old House of Huntercombe, the fourth sketch, forming an introduction to the fifth, and longest story, excites an interest in the reader, from its simplicity and quietness of manner-in fact, from its fidelity to nature. The writer states that it is a little memorial of real incidents which occurred to her at the fine old mansion of Huntercombe, once attached to the Abbey of Burnham, in the midst of a dear, do

"Continental Adventures, a Novel, in three volumes," said to be by the fair author of "Rome in the Nineteenth Cen-mestic circle, such as she has described. tury," is a most agreeable compound of fact and fiction, of real scenes and adventures with characters created by the imagination. It is written in the piquant spirit of an animated, well-informed tourist, rich in fancy, graphic in description.

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The Pilgrimage of Berenice, a Record of Burnham Abbey, which occupies the whole of the second volume-and we wish it had occupied a third-is avowedly a fiction. Its wildness of Asiatic manners contrasts forcibly with the home pathos of Jeannie Halliday, the effect of each being materially heightened by the contrast. Though the whole is an effort of the imagination, we are led to suppose, from the vividness of its scenery, and the apparent truth of its general descriptions, that the writer must have rendered herself familiar with such subjects, through information afforded by her travelled and enlightened brother, Sir Robert Ker Porter. If we err not, Miss Jane Porter is the author of this piece.To recommend these volumes to general attention, would be, on our part, a work of supererogation.

The announcement of a new work from the pen of either of the Misses Porter, is at all times hailed with genuine satisfac-|| tion by the reading world; in super-addition to the charm of an interesting fiction, they have been long taught to expect depth of feeling, purity of sentiment, and force of moral. We have now two volumes, the joint production of the fair sisters-" Tales Round a Winter Hearth, by Jane and Anna Maria Porter." The first and second of the five pieces which these volumes embrace, were, we are informed, “related to the writer by a lady of high rank, distinguished for many accomplishments." The inciThe professed object of what are termdents of the first-Glenrowan, a Scottish ed" The Stanley Tales, Original and Select, Tradition, connected with the struggles of chiefly collected by the late Ambrose Martin, the unfortunate Prince Charles Edward of Stanley Priory, Teesdale," the first Part Stuart to recover the crown of his ances- of which has reached us, is to form a selectors-were warranted by the narrator tion of amusing and interesting tales, in facts known to one of her own family." monthly parts, interspersed with originals, The second, entitled-Lord Howth, an and translations from the most popular Irish Legend partakes of the character of German writers. No. I. contains ten tales: a fairy tale; yet it excites an affecting in- The Horn Book, from the German of terest, and is spoken of as a tradition still H. P. Pratzel ;-Bathmendi, a Persian Tale, religiously believed in Ireland. The third the moral of which teaches us to seek hap-Jeannie Halliday, a Tale of our own piness within ourselves, rather than abroad; Times-dates its origin from events of re- -Pepopukin in Corsica, in which a discent occurrence. This sweet and touching agreeable suitor is got rid of by inspiring story, which we suspect to be the produc-him with a ridiculous dread of vampires ;tion of Miss Anna Maria Porter, forcibly The Possessed One, the point of which, reminds the reader of that delightful ballad, || we confess, we do not comprehend;-The Auld Robin Gray; and who that has ever heard Miss Stephens sing that ballad has

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kerish and Wordsworthian affectation of simplicity which it occasionally betrays.

Of course we cannot urge the same objection against "A Selection of Popular National Airs, the Words by Thomas Moore; with Symphonies and Accompaniments by H. R. Bishop, No. V." Mr. Moore, we all know, is quite at home in these things.

Where are the visions that round me once hover'd,

A small and neatly-printed volume, entitled "Field Flowers; being a Collection of Fugitive and other Poems," by the author of "Odes," " Portland Isle," &c., claims our favourable notice. The greater number of these poems have already been published in different periodicals; and many of them-The Glen of Invermorristone, The Betrothed, Lines written at Bordeaux, The Time, while I spoke, with his wings resting

Forms that had grace in their shadows alone; Looks, fresh as light from a star just discover'd, And voices that music might take for her own?

o'er me,
Heard me say,
oh, where?"

"Where are those visions,

Dream of Endymion, &c.—have enriched the pages of LA BELLE ASSEMBLEE. Perhaps we may be accused of undue partiality in preferring the latter to any of the other And, pointing his wand to the sunset before poems in the collection; all of which, however, possess considerable poetic beauty. Our limits admit but of one extract

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Memory "—which we select, not as the best, but as one of the shortest in the volume :

'Tis sweet beneath the moon's pale light,
Too late for day yet hardly night,—
To muse on parted hours so bright;
The hazle-grove,

Or summer meads with flowrets dight,
And those we love.

Hope may with brighter sun-beams shine,
Hope may a fairer wreath entwine,
But, oh! be Memory's pleasures mine,-
Unfading flowers;

For what on earth so half-divine
As her green bowers!

Hope's buds may blighted be by frost,
Hope's young bark may be tempest-tost,
Her every distant promise crost

By wayward Fate ;

But Memory's joys can ne'er be lost
Though of far date.

Hope's pictured sailing far away-
Where fays and fairies sport and play,
'Mid regions of empyrean day,
On pinions fleet;

But Memory ever loves to stray
Close at our feet.

Sweet and tender, pious and pathetic, are Solitary Hours, by the Authoress of [how we detest this word-a kin to writer-ess, glover-ess, Draper-ess!] of Ellen FitzArthur." Our only objection to this charmingly-variegated wreath is the qua

me,

Said, with a voice like the hollow wind,
"There!"

Fondly I look'd, when the wizard had spoken,
On to the dim shining ruins of day;
And there, in that light, like a talisman broken,
Saw the bright fragments of Hope melt

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We notice with much pleasure
Little Villager's Verse Book, [of only 32
pages] by the Rev. W. L. Bowles." It is a l
pretty gift of twenty-eight poetical flowers
for the children of the poor-and even of
the rich. Mr. Bowles, notwithstanding the
nonsensical and ill-tempered contest into
which he has been led, with Roscoe and
others, we believe to be, as these verses
presumptively shew, a truly pious and
amiable man. One specimen, entitled Star-
light Frost, we offer to the reader :-
The stars are shining over head,
In the clear frosty night-

So will they shine when we are dead,
As countless and as bright.

For brief the time, and small the space,
That e'en the proudest have,
Ere they conclude their various race
In silence and the grave.

But the pure soul from dust shall rise,

By our great Saviour's aid,

We hardly know how to characterize "Felix Farley: Rhymes, Latin and Eng

When the last trump shall rend the skies, lish, by Themaninthemoon.” To us, this

And all the stars shall fade!

A very thin volume of " Poems, by Mary Jones, daughter of the late H.J. Pye, Esq., formerly M.P. for the County of Berks, and afterwards Poet-Laureat to his Majesty George the Third," would be entitled to a passing notice in LA BELLE ASSEMBLEE, were it only as a tribute to the memory of one-a gentleman, a scholar, and a magistrate-formerly well known, and universally respected, in the literary and polite world. To promote the sale of this unpretending little book would, we apprehend, be rendering a service to the daughter of the man who wrote the best poem in the English language, upon the first of England's heroes, Alfred the Great. One brief specimen of Mrs. Jones' talent, addressed

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Telling in future days there's peace in store, When this sad sorrowing heart shall sigh no more.

But if at last thou prov'st an empty dream,
If on my future fate no sun-beams gleam,
In happy ignorance still keep me blest,
Nor cloud the present sunshine of my breast.

With Sir Walter Scott as her model, both in the construction of her fable and the measure of her verse, Agnes Strickland has succeeded in producing a little volume of considerable merit and interest, under the title of "Worcester Field, or the Cavalier; a Poem in Four Cantos, with Historical Notes." Interwoven with the occurrences of that eventful day, September 3, 1651, is a domestic tale of much pathos. The verse is easy and flowing, occasionally nervous and spirited; the notes are well selected; and, altogether, we find before us a work of much promise. We regret our want of room for extracts. No. 19.-Vol. IV.

little volume, which is illustrated by some pictorial sketches from the pencil of a Bristol artist, has proved very amusing; and, that it excites great local interest, we can readily imagine. The author, though occasionally a little coarse, is lively, humorous, and satirical. That he is an ardent lover of native and contemporary talent, is evident from the following brief excerpts, which will also serve to display his style of versification. The first of them shews, too, that he has no mean taste in the fine arts:

Bristol has lent full many a name
To fill th' "obstreperous trump of fame."
SIR THOMAS LAWRENCE, President
Of the R. A.'s pre-eminent;

In genius vigorous, yet refin'd,
Noble in art, yet more in mind-
Sweet-temper'd, gifted Lawrence, great,
In singleness of heart innate;
Pleas'd others' genius to commend,
And kind, a ready hand to lend
To merit, when it wants a friend.
And gorgeous TURNER, apt to waste
His strength in novelties unchaste,
Which his vast genius stamps with taste.
And BIRD, poor Bird, when will regret
E'er cease, that such a star is set?
Now, for his name must still be dear,
Ye citizens be proud to cheer
His drooping house, their state survey,
And help his children on their way.

And thou! good SOUTHEY, when that day
Shall come, that from thy mortal clay
Shall quench the fire, for come it must,
And thou shalt rise with honour'd dust;
When old Mortality shall split
Thy pen, yet leave what thou hast writ,
And with his horrid scythe complete
A wood-cut for thy final sheet;
(Unsparing e'en such work as thine is)
And shall engrave the fatal―Finis,
Then SOUTHEY, not till then, thy praise
Thy fellow-citizens shall raise;
In marble line thy name embost-
Perhaps?-if thou bequeath the cost.

"Conversations on the Evidences of Christianity, in which the leading Arguments of the best Authors are arranged, developed, and connected with each other, for the Use of Young Persons and Theological Students," form a volume which, for neatness and

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perspicuity of style, for soundness of doctrine and force of reasoning, we can very safely recommend.

"A Word in Favour of Female Schools -meaning, as we conjectured when we read the title, a word in favour of schools for females-is a little volume, the production of a lady, who represents herself to have sustained the honourable office of school-mistress for the last thirty years. That the opinion of a person so circumstanced is in favour of schools-in favour of public rather than of private education for girls-there can be little doubt. The subject has been so often, and so ably discussed, that it would be unnecessary for us to enter upon the question here, even if we had the inclination. On this point, as upon many others, much, we conceive, must depend upon circumstances: what may be preferable in one case, may not be preferable in another. The difficulty of obtaining a governess competent to perform all that some people expect, is very fairly shewn in the following letter, written by a lady to her brother, and its answer.

shall not make the lady your governess, but my own wife.-I am, &c.

This volume is deserving of attention.

We can find room this month for the notice of only one other publication. That an instrument has been invented for ex

tracting teeth with greater ease and more certainty than that operation could formerly be performed, and that important improvements have been made in the mode of fixing artificial teeth, are points of information that will interest our readers. A brochure has been handed to us with the title-" A Description of the New Patent Instrument for Extracting Teeth; also of a Patent Method of Fixing Artificial Teeth; by J. P. De La Fons, Surgeon Dentist.” Without the accompanying diagrams, it would not be practicable, even if our space allowed, to convey a clear idea of the patent forceps, which, the inventor states, "is so constructed as to form a combination of the instruments now in use, divested of their defects, while their best qualities are greatly improved." Amongst its advantages are these:-it extracts a tooth in one operation, as it retains its hold when My Dear Brother, I am in great distress the tooth is loosened, which the key infor want of a governess for my daughters. As strument does not; it is a substitute for, you go so much into the world, and see so great a variety of people, perhaps it may be in your and, we are told, it will totally supersede power to assist me. As we are out of the that very dangerous instrument called a reach of masters, I require a person who is a punch, for extracting stumps; it is safer, perfect mistress of music, drawing, dancing, || takes effect with more certainty, in much geography, writing, arithmetic, and French. less time, and consequently with comparaShe must not only understand French gram-tive ease to the patient; and, in cases matically, but must be able to speak it correctly where the texture of the tooth, from its and elegantly. A knowledge of Italian would proximity to the decayed part, is too delibe a great recommendation. Other essentials cate to allow of its complete removal, a it is almost unnecessary to mention; for, of fresh hold can be taken, by slipping it lower, course, she must be a gentlewoman in her maninstantaneously, and so as not to be perners, well-read, well-principled, and very goodceived by the patient. tempered, fond of children, and not objecting to retirement; for we see very little company, and Mr. and myself like to have our evening to ourselves. I wish her to be about twenty-five. The salary is -, &c.

The answer ran as follows:

The principle of the other invention of Mr. De La Fons, respecting the fixing of artificial teeth, consists, in carrying the fastenings to the hinder parts of the jaw, and fixing them upon the strong-rooted double teeth. To comprehend this prin

My Dear Sister, I have received your let-ciple, an inspection of the diagrams is reter, and should be very glad to render you any assistance in my power. In the present case, however, I cannot give you any hopes of being serviceable to you: for many years I have been looking out for exactly such a woman as you describe-hitherto wholly in vain. I shall continue my search; but should I be so fortunate as to succeed, I must frankly tell you, that I

quisite. "By the fastenings," observes Mr. De La Fons, being made to the back teeth, the teeth to be fixed are infinitely more secure, the whole being by this method transferred from single-rooted, to two and three-fanged teeth." Mr. De La Fons further observes

"Many are prevented from having the loss of teeth supplied, by an idea of the necessity of the intervening teeth and stumps being removed; and in numerous instances are persuaded, in an unlucky moment, to submit to the extraction of a sound tooth, which, with good management, would have proved of the utmost service in support of the artificial ones. Independently of the additional expense occasioned by increasing the defect, this objection, it will be immediately seen, will be completely obviated by the improved method of constructing the fastenings." This tract appears to be highly deserving the attention of those who, afflicted with carious teeth, may be desirous of having them extracted; and also of those who, for purposes of comfort or of beauty, may wish to enjoy the advantages afforded by well-fixed artificial teeth.

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trifling alterations, as an old operatic ac-
quaintance.-No. 7, "Lilla's a Lady,"
adapted to a German air, is the most ori-
ginal and characteristic in the collection.-
Oh do not chide me," an Indian song
and chorus, is pleasing, but does not pos-
sess much originality. Of these airs, four
are harmonized by Mr. Rawlings, with very
good judgment; and on the whole the Songs
to Rosa leave us nothing to wish for, except,
perhaps, a few melodies of a more original
character, which may dwell on the memory
when the sound has passed away.
"Sacred Melodies," No. 1, arranged with
Symphonies and Accompaniments, by
W. Fitzpatrick; the Poetry by J. Bel-
lamy, Esq.-Cramer, Addison, and Beale.

These two collections of melodies are in such very different styles, that it is scarcely possible, were it desirable, to form an estimate of their respective merits. We believe Mr. Fitzpatrick is indebted to Webbe's Catholic Church music for most of the airs of this number; but he has taken such liberties with some of them, in adapting them to the poetry, as almost to make them his own. The symphonies and accompaniments are entirely original (as the services have only a bass, and that sometimes a poor one), and are highly beautiful. If we were to draw a comparison between this composer and Mr. Rawlings, from the works before us, we should consider the former as possessing the greater share of genius, the latter the more refined taste,

The airs in this volume are all of them pretty, a few even highly beautiful; and when relieved and set off by Mr. Rawlings' accompaniments, which are executed in a most masterly, elegant manner, constitute as sweet a little volume of ephemeral music as we could wish to see. The " getting up" of the work is decidedly superior in execution to any thing of the kind. This These pieces are in a variety of styles: is a subject of minor consideration; yet, to we prefer two-" Ill-fated Babylon," and some of our fair readers, a beautiful title "Daughter of Sion." The first is finely and embellishments, and extra boards, are adapted to striking words. The introducsometimes an attraction. Perhaps one of tory symphony, by-the-bye, though we conthe most pleasing melodies in the volume fess its science and beauty, is enough to is an original air by the poet (Mr. Bayley), appal every amateur, by its immense conNo. 4. Mr. Rawlings has also an original-gregation of sharps and flats. The second The Evergreen Leaf"-in which he has air is in the style of Moore's trio, not been so successful, though it is a more the loud Timbrel" and would arrange for laboured composition; and Mr. Mazzinghi || three voices with particularly good effect. has an original, every note of which is bor- The accompaniment to the second verse rowed, either from his former compositions is a peculiarly fine specimen of harmonior elsewhere. An air, No. 2, by Mr. Whitmore, is rather heavy. No. 3, an air from Nina, is elegant. "When the Bee from the Roses"-light and pretty: crossing the hands, in the accompaniment, produces an odd effect.-No. 6, a French air, Beauty and Love," we recognize, with some very

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"The Lilac and the Rose," by W. Fitzpatrick.-Eavestaff.

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Sweet falls the Eve on Craigie Burns," by
Do.-Do.

The poetry of these two songs is peor
Burns's, and, being in the Scottish dialect,

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