Ismene, Concientious?

Antigone, Worth a Family?

S

The two generous sisters, daughters of
Edipus.

Merope, Gifted with Speech, Humane.

Eurydice, Ample Justice. Wife of Orpheus.
Tilphosa, Sylph-like, Superior to Old Age.

Evadne, Well Pleasing? or Full of Simplicity? A name admired by our old dramatists.

Athra (pronounced Aithra, our dipthong pronunciation in these instances being a barbarism) Fair Weather, Etherial Calmness.

Harmonia, Harmony.

Cynthia, Cynthius, from Mount Cynthus. Names of Diana and Apollo, preserved in modern Italy. Cintio Giraldi.

Endymion, Indued. It was a name in England before the time of the Puritans.

Venus, Coming. So was this, according to Camden.
Enone, Winy.

Iris, the Rainbow. A good name for one that comforts in sorrow, or smiles through tears.

Latona, Retired. The Mother of Apollo. Phoebus, Phoebe, the Pureness of Light. old France, probably through the romances. Calliope, Fine Voice. The Epic Muse. Erato, Loving. The Amatory Muse.

Phoebus was a name in
See Diana.

Euterpe, Completely Delighting. The Instrumental Muse. Terpsichore, Delighting in Choirs or Dances. The Muse of Dancing. Urania, Heavenly. The Muse of Astronomy. Also a name of Venus. Andromeda, the Care of Men.

Hyacinthus, Hyacinth, the Flower of that Name.

France. Jacintha is the feminine.

Still used in

Narcissus, the Flower of that Name. Narcissa, Narcisse.

Daphne, the Poetic Laurel or Bay.

Halegone, from Pregnancy at Sea.

An allusion to the fish of that

name, or King Fisher, who is said to make her nest on the waters.

Callianira, Fair Enchainer?

Iphigenia, Bravely Born, Stoutly Brought Forth. This, had it been a girl, instead of Henry the 4th, should have been the name of the Queen of Navarre's infant, when she sang a song in child-birth. Melite, Honey-Sweet.

Janthe, Flourishing like the Violet.

Atalanta, Invaluable.

Rhodope, Rosy Look. The famous fellow-servant of Æsop, whom Psammeticus King of Egypt married, in consequence of the beauty of one of her sandals, which an eagle had dropped in that country.

Aspasia, Saluting, Receiving with an Embrace. The name of the eloquent mistress of Pericles, who counted Socrates among her scholars. Xenophon's wife was called Aspasia, according to some. It was adopted also by the mistress of the younger Cyrus, whose real or former name was Milto, Vermilion.

Apollonius, of or belonging to Apollo..
Cleopatra, the Father's or Country's Glory.

Patroclus, the same reversed.

Amaryllis, Splendid. Q. A Fountain in a Grove?

Agathon, Good.

Agenor, Most Manly.

Amyntas, Amyntor, a Helper or Defender.

Callisthenes, Beautiful Strength. The name of the philosopher who was put to death for refusing to pay divine honours to Alexander.

Euphranor, Well Minded, Chearfully Disposed.

Pamphilus, Pamphila, a Friend to All.

Leuconoe, White Minded, Perfectly Simple and Sincere.
Lysander, a Freer of Men.

Philemon, One Who Loves Us.

Philoxenus, a Lover of Hospitality.

Philomusus, Philomuse, a Lover of the Muses.

Elycera, Elycerium, Sweet.

Chloe, Green Grass.

Galatea, Milky, Milk-white.

Hylas, Fond of the Woods, Sylvan.

Leander, Polished.

NAMES EXCLUSIVELY LATIN,

Yet mostly from a Greek root.

Sylvanus, Sylvius, Ital. Sylvio; the same as Hylas.

Stella, a Star.

Feronia, Bearing. The Goddess of Copses.

Pomona, Fruity. The Goddess of Orchards.

Hortensius, Fond of Gardens. The Italians still have Hortensia ;

Fr. Hortense.

Aurora, Golden. The Goddess of Morning.

Aurelius, Aurelia, Sunny-Golden.

Veronica, True Likeness.

Scipio, Walking-stick. A name first given to Pullius Cornelius of the Scipio Family, for leading about his blind father. Still kept in Italy, as in the instance of Scipione Maffei.

Flaminius, for Pilaminius, Hat-wearing, in allusion to the custom of Numa's priests. A good name for the family of the De Courcys, Lords Kinsale, who, for overthrowing a foreign champion in days of old, have the privilege of wearing their hats in the royal presence.

Camillus, the same as Casmillus, a name of Mercury, we know not of what signification.

Æmilius, Urbane, Affable, Sociable. We take this opportunity of solving our query respecting the name of Emily (see Amelia) which undoubtedly is the feminine of Æmilius.

Laura, from Laurel.

ITALIAN NAMES.

Pampinea, Viny, Crowned with Vine Leaves.
Meridiana, Noon-like, Bright as Noon-day.
Forisena, Fiorisena, Bosom of Flowers.
Luciana, Like Light.

Chiariella, Little Clear One.

Angela, Angelica, Angel, Angelic.

Ginevra, Gineura, the Juniper. The name of Ariosto's mistress.
Fiordiligi, Flower of Lily.

Fiordispina, Flower of Thorn. A good name for an infant welcomed in the midst of distress.

Bianca, White, Very Fair.

Graziosa, Graceful or Gracious.

Erminia, Fond of Solitude? or from Ermine?

Alba, the Dawn, Fair as Daylight.

Rosalba, Rosy Dawn, or White Rose.

Rosabella, Beautiful Rose.

Rosetta, Rosalia, Rosina, Little Rose. Fr. Rosette, Rosalie.
Rosaura, Air of Roses.

NAMES FROM THE ENGLISH POETS.

Una, the Only One. Unless it came from the Irish Oonagh, of which we know not the signification.

Amoret, a Little Love.

Florimel, Honey of Flowers.

Belphœbe, Fair Phoebe.

Marinel, of the Sea.

Elf, Elfin, Elfilin, Elfinore, Quick, Nimble Spirit.

Alma, Genial, Cherishing.

Calidore, Fine Gift, or Finely Gifted.

Calantha, Beautiful Flower.

Ariel is a Hebrew word, we forget of what meaning; but the reader may find it, if we remember, in Heywood's Hierarchie of Angels. The airy sound of it admirably suits the "delicate" sprite of the Tempest. Miranda, One to be Admired.

Silvia, see Hylas or Sylvanus.

Rosalind. We know not the etymology of Lind. But Shakspeare's heroine will warrant the name without the necessity of a meaning. Viola, a Violet.

Perdita, Lost; a Foundling.

Imogen. We believe an old German name; but are ignorant of the etymology.

Cordelia, Cordial. Unless it originally meant, with another accent, Heart of Leah.

Juliet, Little Julia.

Pamela, properly called Pamèla, All Apples.

Oriana, some allusion to Gold or Sun-rise.

Philaster, Star-lover.

Astrophel, the same.

Earine, Vernal.

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There he arriving round about doth flie,
And takes survey with busie, curious eye:
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SPENSER.

No. XX.-WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 23rd, 1820.

RONALD OF THE PERFECT HAND.

[The following tale is founded upon a tradition in Mrs. Grant's Superstitions of the Highlands. It was originally intended to be written in verse; which will account for it's present appearance.]

THE stern old shepherd of the air,

The spirit of the whistling hair,
The wind, has risen drearily
In the Northern evening sea,
And is piping long and loud

To many a heavy upcoming cloud,—
Upcoming heavy in many a row,
Like the unwieldy droves below
Of seals, and horses of the sea,
That gather up as drearily,

And watch with solemn-visaged eyes
Those mightier movers in the skies.

Tis evening quick;-tis night :-the rain
Is sowing wide the fruitless main,

Thick, thick ;- -no sight remains the while
From the farthest Orkney isle,

No sight to sea-horse, or to seer,

But of a little pallid sail,

That seems as if 'twould struggle near,

And then as if it's pinion pale

Gave up the battle to the gale.

Four chiefs there are of special note,

Labouring in that earnest boat;
Four Orkney chiefs, that yesterday
Coming in their pride away
From the smote Norwegian king,
Led their war-boats triumphing
Straight along the golden line
Made by morning's eye divine.

2nd Edition.

Stately came they, one by one,
Every sail beneath the sun,
As if he their admiral were
Looking down from the lofty air,
Stately, stately through the gold.—
But before that day was done,
Lo, his eye grew vexed and cold;
And every boat, except that one,
A tempest trampled in it's roar;
And every man, except those four,

Was drenched and driving, far from home,
Dead and swift, through the Northern foam.

Four are they, who wearily

Have drunk of toil two days at sea;

Duth Maruno, steady and dark,
Cormar, Soul of the Winged Bark;
And bright Clan Alpin, who could leap
Like a torrent from steep to steep;
And he, the greatest of that great band,
Ronald of the Perfect Hand.

Dumbly strain they for the shore,
Foot to board, and grasp on oar,
The billows, panting in the wind,
Seem instinct with ghastly mind,
And climb like crowding savages
At the boat that dares their seas.
Dumbly strain they, through and through,
Dumbly, and half blindly too,

Drenched, and buffeted, and bending

Up and down without an ending,

Like ghostly things that could not cease

To row among those savages.

Ronald of the Perfect Hand

Has rowed the most of all that band;
And now he's resting for a space
At the helm, and turns his face
Round and round on every side
To see what cannot be descried,
Shore, nor sky, nor light, nor even
HOPE, whose feet are last in heaven.
Ronald thought him of the roar
Of the fight the day before,

And of the young Norwegian prince
Whom in all the worryings
And hot vexations of the fray,
He had sent with life away,

Because he told him of a bride

That if she lost him, would have died;