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been accustomed to the unspeakable and introducing them to my fellow-
quickness and inimitable grace of our spirits and invisible brethren, in my
celestial waiting women. Or that the Rape of the Lock, a very clever pro-
most delicious comfits, or high seasoned duction certainly for a mortal, but for
earthly dainties, * (nay, even potted which, as a spirit, I take no great
lampreys dressed in a silver saucepant) merit.
should appear dry and tasteless to one

“ All praise is foreign, but of true desert."
who had sat down to the dishes of the
sky, garnished with celestial amaranth, “Excuse me quoting from myself.
and washed dow
rith nectar.

After having completed my, stated My friends in the air soon found period of existence upon earth, and me out, and used very kindly to come resumed myærial essence, I continued and see me when I lived' at Lord for a long time entirely occupied in the Bolingbroke's. We had many invisi- invisible world; but at last I was seizble nightly interviews in my bed- ed with an inclination to revisit your chamber. How it would have aston- globe, and more particularly, because ished his lordship, could his mortal I had learnt that innumerable comeyes have witnessed these strange par- mentaries had been written on my ties. There used to be Puck and works,—that there were disputes conAriel sitting chatting on each side of cerning the meaning of some of my my pillow, and diverting me with all best passages, -and that I had actually the sky-scandal they could collect, been again accused of infidelity in my whilst Peaseblossom and Mustardseed, Essay on Man. Accordingly, leaving with a whole coterie of other spirits of the upper regions, I landed invisible less distinction, were assembled round in the streets of Ed at that time my bed. Some other spirits of less dis- distinguished, as I well knew, for its tinction would be hopping about on literary and philosophic society. I the coverlet, or playing at hide-and- walked straight to the library of the seek in and about the bed-curtains. Faculty of Advocates, but I must own, But these visits had a bad effect on my that accustomed as I had long been spirits. They talked much of the de- to the lightness and beauty of our lightful and romantic scenery of a new aerial libraries in the upper world, and planet which had been just discover to the gentle bibliopolists of the heaed, and of the uncommon gaiety of vens, the horrible descent to this darkthe last winter in the moon.


some region put me in mind of the used to make me often impatient and proverb of veritas in puteo. I found fretful; the world ascribed it to the at length an edition of my own poems, enemies my talents had raised against and was just turning over to the disme, but I was only longing for a jaunt puted passages, when one of those litto my own element. Still, however, tle insects, which we call bookworms, I continued to write. Pastoral, Satire, came crawling out of my Rape of the Criticism, Burlesque, Heroic, were all Lock, on the very page I was consulting. equally familiar to me, and I conclud- It had already eat its way through the ed my literary career by giving your Wife of Bath's Tale, and had just beglobe some little insight into the world gun to fix on 'The poor Indian, whose of which I was an original inhabitant, untutor'd mind, when I cast my eye

on the little reptile. At that unfortutheir business, alleged that they had been

nate moment it happened, unknown employed by Mr Pope.

to myself (there are many things in • Lord Oxford's domestic related, that, which the capacities of us spirits are in the dreadful winter of forty, she was call- limited), that my stated tract of existed from her bed by him four times in one ence, as an unimbodied being, had exnight, to supply him with paper.".

pired, and, dreadful to relate, I found Johnson's Life.

my essence, obedient to the laws of our • " He was too indulgent to his appetite, fraternity, suddenly lessen and contract - he loved meat highly seasoned and of into the shape of that frightful little strong taste, and, at the intervals of the table, amused himself with biscuits and dry bookworm which I had been on the conserves."


point of destroying. + “ The death of Pope was imputed by

“My only object now, was to provide some of his friends to a silver saucepan, in for my personal safety, for it is in this which it was his delight to heat potted lam. interval of our earthly existence that preys."

Ibid. we are subject to all the accidents and

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calamities of your globe ; and should able retreat. I thought of stepping we be maimed, wounded, or destroyed, into the Dilucidationes Arcangeli Merwe possess no power either of cure or cenarii, who writes so admirably on of resuscitation. I began therefore to the subject of old men seeing with revolve deeply into what forgotten or young men's eyes ; but I dreaded the neglected volume I ought to insinuate interest occasioned by this amongst the myself there, taking up my abode, so short-sighted and elderly members of as to ensure myself a quiet and unvio- your Faculty:' I thought next of lated retreat during the appointed years Picus Mirandola's Treatise de Ente of my imprisonment. The Commen- et Uno* (which certainly may be tators on the Civil Law were the first very good entertainment to his friends that naturally suggested themselves. the Antipodes, though dull enough They had slept, unprofaned, in deep to you and me), but Scaliger had and primeval solitude since the days of told the world that he was the phoemy friend Cujacius (who lay near me nix of his age, the darling of the mouldering, or rather moulding, in'a muses, the favourite of philosophy,

green and yellow melancholy'), till the encyclopædia of the sciences, and the present hour; and I had just de- with such a character I dared not to termined to creep in along with the trust even to the work on Entities. Nautæ Caupones et Stabularii,

,* in Spallanzani's Dissertation on the rethe 5th book of the Digest, when a production of the Heads of Snails was troop of young sparks of candidates placed next to Picus; but the Abbé, came into the library to consult about like one of his own snails, had risen the subjects for their Theses. I knew into a second life in the Pursuits of well the ransacking of ancient authors, Literature. the pruning and patching of mutilat “At length I encountered a huge folio ed passages, and the severe contribu- Bible, and morally certain that there tions that are levied in these cases on were no Divines among your Faculty, Oldendorpius, Ulpian, Duarenus, and I had insinuated myself into the third the rest. Terrified that this business chapter of Genesis, when I discovered was just commencing, and fearful of there, to my utter dismay, that it was discovery, I bade my learned juriscon- the famous Breeches Bible,t and imasults adieu.

gining, in my terror, that I already saw · Dixit et tenui murmure lingua vale.' “ The old Romances were my next

* Picus Mirandola Princeps.— The text Clelia and Cassandra held les Strozza, in the church of St Mark, at

alludes to his celebrated epitaph by Hercu. out open arms to me.

The Diana of Florence. Montemayor offered me an equally “ Joannes jacet hic Mirandula-Cætera kind reception, and I might cither have accepted this, or have retreated Et Taguset Ganges-forsan et Antipodes.”into some of the lovely, though ne

Picus Mirandola was born at Florence glected, cottages in the Arcadia of Sir in the year 1463, and died there at the Philip Sydney. But I was staggered age of 32. He was master, we are told here, by my acquaintance with the late by contemporary writers, of thirty differwork of thắt strange young gentleman dred philosophical positions, which he chal

He published nine hunof your own profession, whose taste lenged the whole world to impung, offering and talent for the marvellous (between generously to pay the travelling expenses of you and me, make me shrewdly sus the impungers from distant parts. pect he is one of ourselves), and whose works of this young Prince (whom not only uncommon ingenuity has created a the venal pens of the eulogists Boisardus, temporary reputation for these fantas- Paulus Jovius, and Angelus Politianus,

have extolled to the skies, but whom Erastic performances. It were in vain to enumerate all the ed the

unrivalled phænix of all mortal per

mus, Scaliger, and Vossius, have pronouncvarious shifts I was reduced to before fection,) are now utterly forgotten. Those I could find any thing like a comfort- who are willing to ponder on the vanity of

human greatness, may find ample room for * By this the bookworm seems certainly meditation in the different characters of to have been no contemptible jurisconsult. Joannes Picus, as they are collected by The Nautæ Caupones and Stabularii were Blount, in his Censura Celebriorum Auc. liable for the safety of all goods placed torum, page 350, fol. ed. under their charge. And aware of this re + Nothing certainly can be more extraorsponsibility, no doubt, he was led to creep in. dinary than that black letter mania whi sh





Mr and his black letter dogs “ Nothing since this adventure has
at his heels, I made a rapid retreat; occurred to disturb my retreat; I have
and, at last, thanks to the forgotten passed the years of my pilgrimage on
labours of ancient and modern geolo- earth in unbroken privacy; and the
gists, I crept into a snug corner be- moment that the laws of our order
tween Father Kircher's Mundus Sub- have restored me to my original bright-
terraneus and Dr Calcott's Theory of ness, I have appeared before you, to
the Earth, where I have lain undis- show you, that although you have
turbed for the last twenty years. By forgotten this benevolence of yours, I
what unlooked-for accident you came cannot rest till I have conferred on
to consult the work and disturb the you some lasting mark of my grati-
venerable dust of my old friend the Je- tude.”
suit, whom I recollect well conversing I remained so entirely overcome, so
with in one of my little Continental utterly amazed at this singular and
trips in the seventeenth century, I can- learned address of the Spirit, that I
not tell. Many a good hint did I then did not open my eyes for some mo-
give him for his Magia Universalis. ments. « How can I possibly be per-
Poor Kirchy! He had always a warm suaded of the reality of all this?” I at
heart to the unknown world, and loved last exclaimed. “Stay, stay, my friend!
us spirits, and any thing mystic or on this point I am about to give you
magical, better than the fat paunches, most ample satisfaction.” She waved
and often lean pates, of his reverend her wand, and at this moment a sight
fraternity. You will perhaps recollect was presented to these eyes, so varied,
that you discovered me in the Mundus so astonishing, and so beautiful, that I
Subterraneus, to which I had retreat- sunk, overcome with the mingled feel-
ed in the chapter De Fine et Scopo ings, into the very farthest corner of
Geocosmi. I dreaded instant destruc- my rustic chair.
tion. This moment was to me deci-

(To be continued.)
sive of my destiny. Had you swept
me from the page, or crushed me, like
the generality of collectors, in a rage,
or carelessly closed the volume, i
should have been either destroyed past
all redemption, or become a maimed,
disfigured, and unhappy spirit, unfit
for ever to mingle in aerial society. MR EDITOR,
Conceive then my delight, when you I Enclose you an extract of a let-
not only proceeded to no violent mea ter which I have just received from
sures, but favoured my escape, and ap- Professor Pictet of Geneva, relative to
peared even solicitous about my safety. the method adopted by the inhabitants

of that city for supplying the poor has infected the higher classes of collectors Savoyards with wholesome and nuof books, in England more particularly. tritive food. The facts contained in The passion for collecting books, when un this extract are of too much importder proper modifications, and directed to ance to be withheld from the public the higher kinds of literature and philoso- in the present season of scarcity and phy, is of the very first utility, and is an distress.

D. BREWSTER. interesting, rational, and delightful amuse

Venlaw, July 8th, 1817. But the rage for buying up all the black letter old treatises, all the smoke. dried, worm-eaten principes editiones ;—the

Geneva, June 26, 1817. taste which gives two thousand guineas for

I proposed to set out the day after an Ariosto or a Bocacce, which, in accu to-morrow on an excursion to Genoa, racy and beauty, is probably infinitely in- by the way of Turin, with the intenferior to the more modern editions ;-the tion of returning by Pavia, Milan, knowledge which leads some men to detect and the Simplon; but in consequence the age of any work by the smell of the of the information which we have reparchment or the taste of the paper ;-all ceived from M. Sismondi, respecting which conduces them, in short, to spend the dreadful state of misery, bordering on such trivial follies, that time, 'talents, and industry, which might extend the range upon famine, with which these counof more solid improvement, or enlarge the tries are afflicted, and the prevalence bounds of more important knowledge, all of diseases, partly contagious, which this is truly ridiculous.

are the consequence of bad food, we





have deferred our journey, till the ap- boiling, convert thirty-two ounces of proaching harvest and the ripening of water into jelly. the fruits shall better the condition of As there are more bones collected in the people.

the city than can be immediately emWe ourselves have escaped from ployed, they are first steeped for twenthese dreadful evils by the prudence ty-four hours in the running water of of the government of Geneva, and the the Rhone, and then boiled with potpatriotism of the citizens, who

procured ash, so as to take away all the supersuch a supply of corn from Odessa, as ficial grease, without affecting the aninot only to save ourselves from scar- mal soluble matter within. They are city, but to enable us to assist our next dried in the open air, and may miserable neighbours of Savoy, who, be preserved in a dry place for an infrom the scantiness of last year's crops, definite length of time, without sufwere literally perishing by famine. In fering any change. In this way we April last, some of the inhabitants might prepare a granary of bones, as of Geneva proposed to open a sub- well as a granary of corn, and thus scription for furnishing them with keep in reserve, animal as well as veRumford soups, till the harvest getable food. This, in my opinion, is should supply them with food. A one of the most generally useful disboiler was, for this purpose, estab- coveries that want has ever suggested. lished beyond Mount Saleve, at the The broth made of bones is really as expense of Mr Pointz, an English gen- good, if not better and more nutritive tleman, and the composition and dis- than broth made of meat. Four or tribution of the soups was directed by five hours boiling, in a covered vessel, an excellent Genevese lady, Madame is sufficient, without any compression Prevost, who took up lodgings at the beyond the weight of the atmosphere. house of the curate, and still remains there in the performance of this charitable work.

MARLOW's TRAGICAL HISTORY The good example which was thus

THE LIFE AND DEATH OF DOCTOR set was rapidly followed, and no fewer than eleven boilers have been erected in as many parishes, within a semi- As in all probability the greater numcircle of four or five leagues radius, ber of our readers are unacquaintfurnishing 3260 soups a-day: Alled with this very singular composithis is at our expense; the English tion, and as, independently of its own have furnished about one-fourth or great merits, it possesses an extraorone-fifth of the subscription, and the dinary interest at the present time, lowest classes of citizens have made it from the general resemblance of its a point, and considered it an honour, subject to that of Lord Byron's last to contribute. Necessity has suggested an astonish- poem, we now shall give an analysis of

it, accompanied with extracts suffiing resource for supplying the animal ciently copious to exhibit its peculiar part of the soups from bones, which, spirit and character. in ordinary cases, are thrown away.

It opens, in somewhat rude imitation Experience has shewn, that a first boil- of the Greek Tragedy, with the Choing for some hours extracts a rich broth, rus, who gives a short sketch of the which turns into a mass of jelly, cov- pursuits and character of Faustus. ered with a stratum of fat like butter.

“ Till swollne with cunning and a selfeThis jelly, which can be transported,

conceit, supplies the boilers. A second boiling Hiswaxen wings did mount above his reachof the same bones, after being bruised, And melting, Heavens conspir'd his overextracts a second quantity of broth, not throw : much inferior to the first; and if new For, falling to a Devillish exercise, bones cannot be obtained, a third boil- . And glutted now with Learning's golden ing may be resorted to with success. gifts, The same bones which have furnished He surfeits on the cursed Necromancy. all this nutritive matter, when treated Nothing so sweet as Magicke is to him!” with diluted muriatic acid, according Faustus is then seen sitting in his to Darcet's method, are converted into study ; and he enters into an elagelatine, which is dried ; and a single borate discussion on the emptiness of ounce of this gelutine will, by sufficient all human knowledge, from the Analy


tics of Aristotle down to the Institutes meraris : per Iehouam, gehennam et conseof Justinian. After bidding adieu to cratam aquam, quam nunc spargo; sig. Logic, Law, Physic, and Divinity, he numque crucis quod nunc facio ; et per vota exclaims,

nostra ipse nunc surgat nobis Dicatus Me“ These Metaphysickes of Magicians,

phostophilis." And negromanticke bookes are heavenly.

This Mephostophilis is henceforth

to become his servient spirit on the O what a world of profit and delight,

following conditions, to which Faustus Of power, of honour, and omnipotence,

chearfully subscribes. Is promis'd to the studious Artizan! " For when we heare one racke the name All things that move betweene the quiet

of God Poles

Abjure the Scriptures, and his Saviour, Christ, Shall bee at my command: Emperors and We flye in hope to get his glorious soule. Kings

Nor will we comeunlesse he use such meanes, Are but obey'd in their several provinces : Whereby he is in danger to be damn’d : But his dominion, that exceeds in this,

Therefore the shortest cut for conjuring, Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man : Is stoutlie to abjure all godlinesse, A sound Magician is a Demi-god.

And pray devoutly to the Prince of Hell.” While Faustus is in this frame of The following lines are striking ; mind, there enter a Good Angel and and whether Lord Byron had them, an Evil Spirit.

or had them not, in his mind during Good Angel.“0, Faustus, lay that damned the composition of some passages of booke aside,

Manfred, they will, we think, stand And gaze not on it lest it tempt thy soule, a comparison with any strain of a simiAnd heape God's heavy wrath upon thy head, lar nature in his Lordship's drama. Read-read the Scriptures :~that is blas

Faust.“ Was not that Lucifer an angel phemy !

once ? Bad Angel. Go forward, Faustus, in that

Meph. Yes, Faustus, and most dearly famous Art

lov'd of God. Wherein all Nature's treasure is contain'd:

Faust. How comes it then that he ts Be Thou on earth as Jove is in the skie,

Prince of Devils ? Lord and Commander of these Elements."

Meph. 0! by aspiring pride and insoWhile Faustus is debating with

lence, himself which advice to follow, Valdes For which God threw him from the face of and Cornelius enter, two friends cun


Faust. And what are you that live rith ning in necromancy, and by whose

Lucifer? suggestion he has been led to engage in

Meph. Unhappie Spirits that live with that art. They eloquently describe to Lucifer him the miracles which magic will Conspir'd against our God with Lucifer perform; and especially, that the And are for ever damn’d with Lucifer ! Spirits of the Elements will serve him Faust. Where are you damn'd ? in various forms, and among others,

Meph. In Hell.

Faust. How comes it then that thou an “ Sometimes like women, or unwedded

out of Hell ? maids, Shadowing more beauty in their ayrie browes

Meph. Why, this is Hell, nor am I out

of it. Than have the white breasts of the Queene

Think'st thou that I, that saw the face of of Love.”

God, He is overcome by these sensations, And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven, and agrees to meet them in his study, Am not tormented with ten thousand Hells that he may learn from them the re In being depriv'd of everlasting blisse? quisite words of art.

0, Faustus, leave these frivolous demands, Having, it appears, become master That strike a terror to my fainting soule!” of the spell, he employs it in his What follows is still finer. Fausstudy during a night-storm, and Luci- tus, after having bequeathed his soul fer and four Devils rise up before to Lucifer, by an inscription written him. Lest any of our readers should in blood upon his arm, and which be desirous of trying the effects of this is given at full length, regularly signincantation, it is as follows:

ed, “ By me John Faustus,” thus “ Sint mihi Dii Acherontis propitii,

pursues his converse with Mephostovaleat Numen triplex Tehouæ, ignei, aerii, philis. aquitani spiritus salvete : Orientis Princeps Faust.“ First I will question thee about Belzebub, inferni ardentis Monarcha et

Hell, Demigorgon, propitiamus vos, vt appareat Tell me where is that place that men call et surgat Mephostophilis Dragon, quod tu He! ? VOL. I.

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