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their aged mother; and finally, that if the king would be pleased to bestow the intended reward on the old woman, he, for his part, would be happy to serve him in any capacity which the royal wisdom might be pleased to point out.” Rhampsinitus gladly took him at his word. He enriched the old mother; united the young man to his daughter; and increased from that time forward, in à power of a less oppressive > kind to his subjects then the amassing of wealth.

This is the story from Herodotus, which we spoke of in the article entitled Thieves Ancient and Modern, No. XI. P. 83.

A NOW,

DESCRIPTIVE OF A HOT DAY.

Now the rosy- (and lazy-) fingered Aurora, issuing from her saffron house, calls up the moist vapours to surround her, and goes veiled with them as long as she can; till Phæbus, coming forth in his power, looks every thing out of the sky, and holds sharp uninterrupted empire from his throne of beams. Now the mower begins to make his sweeping cuts more slowly, and resorts oftener to the beer. Now the carter sleeps a-top of his load of hay, or plods with double slouch of shoulder, looking out with eyes winking under his shading hat, and with a hitch upward of one side of his mouth. Now the little girl at her grandmother's cottage-door watches the coaches that go by, with her hand held up over høs sunny forehead. Now labourers look well resting in their white shirts at the doors of rural alehouses. Now an elm is fine there, with a seat under it'; and horses drink out of the trough, stretching their yearning necks with loosened collars; and the traveller calls for his glass of ale, having been without one for more than ten minutes, and his horse stands wincing at the flies, giving sharp shivers of his skin, and moying to and fro his ineffectual docked tail; and now Miss Betty Wilson, the host's daughter, comes streaming forth in a flowered gown and ear-rings, carrying with four of her beautiful fingers the foaming glass, for which, after the traveller has drank it, she receives with an indifferent eye, looking another way, the lawful two-pence: that is to say, unless the traveller, nodding his ruddy face, pays some gallant compliment to her before he drinks, such as “I'd rather kiss you, my dear, than the tumbler,” I'IL wait for you, my love, if you'll marry me;" upon which, if the man is good-looking and the lady in good-humour, she smiles and bites her

says Ah-men can talk fast enough ;" upon which the old stage-coachman, who is buckling something near her, before he sets off, says in a hoarse voice, “So can women too for that matter," and John Boots grins through his ragged red locks, and doats on the repartee all the day after. Now grasshoppers “fry,as Dryden says.

or

lips, and

at

Now cattle stand in water, and ducks are envied. Now boots and shoes, and trees by the road side, are thick with dust; and dogs, rolling in it, after issuing out of the water, into which they have been thrown to fetch sticks, come scattering horror among the legs of the spectators. Now a fellow who finds he has three miles further to

go

in a pair of light shoes, is in a pretty situation. Now rooms with the sun upon them become intolerable; and the apothecary's apprentice, with a bitterness beyond aloes, thinks of the pond he used to bathe in at school. Now men with powdered heads (especially if thick) envy those that are unpowdered, and stop to wipe them up hill, with countenances that seem to expostulate with destiny. Now boys assemble round the village pump with a ladle to it, and delight to make a for: bidden splash and get wet through the shoes. Now also they make suckers of leather, and bathe all day long in rivers and ponds, and follow the fish into their cool corners, and say millions of “ My eyes!"

tittie-bats.” Now the bee, as he hums along, seems to be talking heavily of the heat. Now doors and brick-walls are burning to the hand; and a walled lane, with dust and broken bottles in it, near a brick-field, is a thing not to be thought of. Now a green lane, on the contrary, thick-set with hedge-row elms, and having the noise of a brook “rumbling in pebble-stone,” is one of the pleasantest things in the world. Now youths and damsels walk through hay-fields, by chance; and the latter say, 66 Ha’ done then, William;" and the overseer in the next field calls out to 66 let thic thear hay thear bide;" and the girls persist, merely to plague " such a frumpish old fellow.”.

Now, in town, gossips talk more than ever to one another, in rooms, in door-ways, and out of window, always beginning the conversation with saying that the heat is overpowering. Now blinds are let down, and doors thrown open, and flannel waistcoats left off, and cold meat preferred to hot, and wonder expressed why tea continues so refreshing, and people delight to sliver lettuces into bowls, and apprentices water door-ways with tin-canisters that lay several atoms of dust. Now the water-cart, jumbling along the middle of the street, and jolting the showers out of its box of water, really does something. Now boys delight to have a water-pipe let out, and see it bubbling away in a tall and frothy volume. Now fruiterers' shops and dairies look pleasant, and ices are the only things to those who can get them. Now ladies loiter in baths; and people make presents of lowers; and wine is put into ice; and the after-dinner lounger recreates his head with applications of perfumed water out of long-necked bottles. Now the lounger, who cannot resist riding his new horse, feels his boots burn him. Now buck-skins are not the lawn of Cos. Now jockies, walking in great coats to lose flesh, curse inwardly. Now five fat people in a stage coach, hate the sixth fat one who is coming in, and think he has no right to be so large. Now clerks in offices do nothing, but drink sodla-water and spruce-beer, and read the newspaper. Now the old clothes-man drops his solitary cry more deeply into the areas on the hot and forsaken side of the street; and bakers look vicious; and cooks are aggravated : and the steam of a tavern kitchen catches

hold of one like the brcath of Tartarus. Now delicate skins are beset with gnats ; and boys make their sleeping companion start up, with playing a burning-glass on his hand; and blacksmiths are super-carbonated; and coblers in their stalls almost feel a wish to be transplanted; and butter is too easy to spread; and the dragoons wonder whether the Romans liked their helmets; and old ladies, with their lappets uppinned, walk along in a state of dilapidation; and the servant-maids are afraid they look vulgarly hot; and the author, who has a plate of strawberries brought him, finds that he has come to the end of his writing.

We cannot conclude this article however without returning thanks, both on our own account and on that of our numerous predecessors who have left so large a debt of gratitude unpaid, to this very useful and ready monsyllablem" Now.” We are sure that there is not a didactic poet, ancient or modern, who if he possessed a decent share of can. dour would not be happy to own his acknowledgments to that masterly conjunction, which possesses the very essence of wit, for it has the talent of bringing the most remote things together. And it's generosity is in due proportion to it's talent, for it always is most profuse of it's aid, where it is most wanted.

We must enjoy a pleasant passage with the reader on the subject of this 6 eternal Now" in Beaumont and Fletcher's play of the Woman later.-Upon turning to it, we perceive that our illustrious particle does not make quite so great a figure as we imagined; but the whole passage is in so analogous a taste, and affords such an agreeable specimen of the wit and humour with which five poets could rally the common-places of their art, that we cannot help proceeding with it. Lazarello, a foolish table-hunter, has requested an introduction to the Duke of Milan, who has had a fine lamprey presented him. Before the introduction takes place, he finds that the Duke has given the fisi away; so that his wish to be known to him goes with it; and part of the drollery of the passage arises from his uneasiness at being detained by the consequences of his own request, and his fear lest he should be too late for the lamprey elsewhere.

Count. (Aside to the Duke.) Let me entreat your Grace to stay a
a little,
To know a gentleman, to whom yourself
Is much beholding. He hath made the sport
For your whole court these eight years, on my knowledge.

DUKE. His name?
COUNT. Lazarello.
DUKE. I heard of him this morning :-which is he?

COUNT. (Aside to Laz.) Lazarello, pluck up thy spirits. Thy fortune is now raising. The Duke calls for thee, and thou shalt be ac quainted with him.

Laz. He's goiog away, and I must of necessity stay here upon business.

COUNT. ''Tis all one: thou shalt know him first.

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LAZ. Stay a little. If he should offer to take me with him, and by that means I should lose that I seek for! But if he should, I will not go with him.

Count. Lazarello, the Duke stays. Wilt thou lose this opportu. nity ?

LAZ. How must I speak to him?

Count. 'Twas well thought of. You must not talk to him as you do to an ordinary man, honest plain sense; but you must wind about him. For example if he should ask you what o'clock it is, you must not say, “ If it please your Grace, 'tis nine ;"but thus;-" Thrice three o'clock, so please my Sovereign :" -or thus;

“ Look how many Muses there doth dwell
Upon the sweet banks of the learned well,

And just so many strokes the clock hath struck ;''-
And so forth. And you must now and then' enter into a description.

LAZ. I hope I shall do it.

Count. Come.—May it please your Grace to take note of a gentleman, well seen, deeply read, and thoroughly grounded, in the hidden knowledge of all sallets and pot-herbs whatsoever ?

Duke. I shall desire to know him more inwardly.
LAZ. I kiss the ox-hide of

your Grace's foot.
Count. (Aside to Laz.) Very well. Will your Grace question him
a little ?

DUKE. How old are you?

LAZ. Full eight-and-twenty several almanacks
Have been compiled, all for several years,
Since first I drew this breath. Four prenticeships
Have I most truly served in this world :
And eight-and-twenty times hath Phoebus' car
Run out his yearly course, since-

DUKE. I understand you, Sir.
Lucio. How like an ignorant poet he talks !

Duke. You are eight-and-twenty years old ? What time of the day
do
you

hold it to be?
LAZ. About the time that mortals whet their knives
On thresholds, on their shoe-soles, and on stairs.
Now bread is grating, and the testy cook
Hath much to do now : now the tables all

DUKE. 'Tis almost dinner-time ?
LAZ. Your Grace doth apprehend me very rightly.

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A DREAM,

AFTER READING DANTE'S EPISODE OF PAULO AND FRANCESCA,

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As Hermes once took 10 his feathers light,
When tulled Argus, bafiled, swoon'd and slept,
So on a Delphic reed iny idle spright
So play'd, so'charm’d, so conquer’d, so beresi
The dragon world of all its hundred eyes;
And, seeing it asleep, so fled away-
Not unto Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe where Jove griev'd a day;
But to that second circle of sad hell,

Where 'mid the gust, the world-wind, and the flais
:? Of rain and hailstones, lovers need not tell

Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kiss'd, and fair the form
I floated with about that melancholy storm.

CAVIARE.

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