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dinary character under ordinary circumstances ;-a sort of subject on which Wordsworth is fond of expending all the force of his genius, but which he could not have ventured to treat with more perfect simplicity, nor have rendered more affecting, without the slightest aid from poetical embellishment. We do not suspect our Author of having the design to support any metaphysical theory on points of taste : but it is singular, how carefully she avoids the decorative phraseology and all the artifices of poetry, as though a Doric severity of style was alone befitting the subject. If this be the mere undesigned result of native taste, it evinces a passion for simplicity and a delicacy of tact, not very common in young poets; and we may be assured that some ambitious effort to be fine, some occasional glitter of expression, would let out the secret, were this simplicity of style accidental, or connected with poverty of imagination.
• Egotism' is in a different strain, and perhaps not equal to the preceding Essay as a whole. We do not think the illustrations are uniformly the most forcible or appropriate that could be selected. There is however much smartness and inoffensive humour in the descriptions; and we have now and then an exquisite couplet, as for instance,
• Woe to themselves, and woe to small and great
When two good egotists are tête à tête !! The concluding part reminded us continually of Cowper.
Poetry and Reality' is written with more sustained vigour than any Essay in the volume: the satire is very keen without being broad, and the moral is excellent. It is this, that
• A poet's soul may miss the road to Heaven !' The contemplative devotion of the mere man of taste, the religion of philosophic sentiment, is exquisitely ridiculed.
0, he approves the Bible, thinks it true;
His heathen altar is inscrib'd, at best,
Where souls of friends and lovers, two and two,
mansions for believers wait;
- This is the bliss to which the saint aspires,
The poor way-faring man shall find it out.' pp. 83—4.
• The village church, in rev'rend trees array'd,
spot-the train of pensive thought,
Indeed, the Gospel would have been his scoff,
The silken cassock, and the sable gown-
-That Gospel, preach'd by Jesus to the poor ;
85.-7. It was rather daring to bring forward so unreservedly an Itinerant preacher as a contrast to the Enthusiast: but we give our Author credit for having painted from the life, and as her appeal is to facts, she ought to be safe even from the sneer of the man of taste. Perhaps the parallel which is drawn between the poor, contemned, and hectic methodist preacher, and the titled, beneficed overseer of the Church, will appear invidious; yet the strange thing'
is after all too true.' One circumstance our Author does not neglect to introduce with feeling and emphasis, that whosoever is guilty of preaching the Gospel in heathen districts, where now,
the once savage miner kneels and prays,'even the poor itinerant, is safe from absolute persecution; he is no longer exposed at least to such persecution
his fore-fathers saw, Thanks to the sheltring arm of civil law.' The effects of bis labours are then described, and the poem closes with the following indignant challenge.
• Now let the light of nature-boasting man,
Or write a sonnet to a blade of grass. p. 92. "The World in the House,' and The World in the Heart, are the rather quaint titles of the last two Essays in the volume. They relate to that great stumbling-block, the inconsistency of the temper and spirit often manifested by pro
fessed Christians, with that renunciation of the world and that separate character, which are described in the New Testament as the distinguistuing marks of ih lisciples of Christ.
• Love not the world'-most merciful decree
That makes its friendship enmity with 'Thee.' The subject ffords scope for all the severity of satire, and if at any time this mode of assault may be ftctively employed in the service of truth, it seems most appropriate when directed against inconsistency. Incongruity is always ridiculous. Our Author will not, however, he easily forgiven for the freedoin of her strictures on the shewy taste, the ostentatious charities, and the secuir spirit of the religious world ; yet it should tend in no small degree to conciliate, that having such power of satiric bumour at command, an i under such temptation to exercise it with diverting effect, the passages are few io wbich she has deviated into the tone of ironyo
; and in those few the sarcast is undeniably just. As the passages to which we allude, will again and again be quoteri, per, sonally applied, perhaps, and mis-applied and blamed as un, candid by those who feel th: ir truth, --ive shall preier king our extracts froin other parts of the Poems. The concluding lines in the first of these two Essays, deserye transcription for the excellent spirit they breatbe, no less than for the axiomatic wisduin of the Sputinents.
Oh for a soul magnanimous, to know,
---To love mankind, and pour contempt on thee.' In the World in the Heart,' the various forms in which earthly-mindedness discovers itself, are admirably described, although we have some exceptions to make in point of illustration, as well as of expression. We may as well s ale in this place, that our Author is not unfrequently misleri, either by a dread of over-refined expression, or by a wish to give the utmost force to her sentiments, into colloquialisms, and illustrations of a domestic plainness, which will not in all cases be intelligible, and in most instances, they let doron the subject. We refer to the worldly ipin led cook,' to the sile of - Tom Tickler'x yround,' to suci phrases as sy h-r say,' and persevering clack,' and at the risk of being thought fastidious, we must add the wordski!, which occurs by the pecessity of rhyine, in the followin, so plet.
• The few ideas that travel, slow and dull
Across the sandy desert of her skull,'
These offences against taste are rare, but they are not the less objectionable. We regret also exceedingly, that the versification in some instances betrays marks of carelessness or fatigue. Imperfect rhymes, false quantity, or accent, such
Who seeking that, cares little for all this,'faults of this nature are the less to be excused, where the composition itself is of so bigh a character, and when the sentiments deserve that the utmost elaboration should be bestowed on_expressing them.
To how high a style of poetry Miss Taylor is capable of attaining, will be evidenced in the two extracts we have reserved as concluding specimens of the volume. The first is taken from The World in the Heart.' After depicting in strongly marked lines, the melancholy portrait of the nominal Christian, in the decline of life, merged in the spirit of the world, the Author presses home the importance of ascertaining on what evidence we rest our hopes of Heaven, when, as an object of desire, it appears so diin and distant,
· Not as it is indeed-true, awful, near.
• And yet, amid the hurry, toil, and strife,
the startled sight;
pp. 169–170. The image of Death in these lines, is as sublime a conception as we recollect to have met with for a long tiine. It is awfully picturesque, and the expression is not less felicitous.
Our last extract we shall select from one of the smaller poems in the volume. These might, we think, have been placed, with more propriety, together at the end, as some of them