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acquainted with the place, and, in order to say something, he has introduced mere nonsense, there is nearly a page of errors; and among other things, he tells us, “ the edifice is kept up as a habitable mansion, though rarely visited by its noble owner.” Our writer has merely skipped over a generation, that is all; besides the account is most unfairly put forth, without any reference to the authority from whence it is taken. Thirty years ago the description was accurate, but for years past Powis Castle, instead of “ being rarely visited by its noble owner,” has been the constant country residence of the present Lord Clive, the noble park has been restocked with deer, a great eastern tower has been added to the pile, and many other alterations have been made since our author's adopted account was written; in fact, his lordship, instead of absenting himself from Powis Castle, is perfectly identified with the place, and his taste is creditable, for there are few castles even in Wales more beautifully situated, or more associated with historic recollection, than "the old Red Castle.” We have only to observe, that, if the public are to be favoured with descriptions, let them have those which will afford correct information: for it were infinitely more desirable to have none at all, than to be presented with stuff irreconcilable with truth. Besides, the Messrs. Jones are incurring a heavy responsibility in permitting the frequent recurrence of what is nothing more or less than a shameless imposture upon public gullibility.
In No. 24 the views are Kilgeran Castle, remains of St. Dogmail's Priory, Fall of the Teivy, and Kenerth Bridge. Kilgeran Castle, is exceedingly beautiful, and fully justified. Sir Ř. Colt Hore's remark, that it “stands unequalled in South Wales,"—the limpid Teivy, fringed with stunted trees,--on the right, the old Castle frowning on its lofty height, and the rocks overhanging the road, together with the figures and the softened distance, are splendidly done. St. Dogmael or Dogvael's Priory has nothing about it strikingly fine, yet the coup de grace is good: the ivy creeping up the ruin, the sheep in the fore-ground, the lights and shadows, the distant water, and hills, are, as well as . Kilgeran, exceedingly good specimens of Mr. C. Varral's power as an engraver.
The Fall of the Teivy, and of Kenerth Bridge, are fine; the dashing of the water over the rocks in the former forms a pleasing contrast to the smooth meandering of the other; indeed, Gastineau's water always makes one think of naiads and water nymphs; the just interspersion of wood, rock, and water, contributes to make these two views on the Teivy very sweet engravings: Mr. S. Fisher is the artist.
No. 25 consists –Ostermouth Castle, ruins of Neath Abbey, Glamorganshire, and the towns of Aberystwith, and Cardigan. This print of Ostermouth or Oystermouth Castle cannot be looked upon without exciting admiration.
The sullen, gloomy, ivy-mantled fortress, just emblem of Warwick's power, produces a mournful impression on the mind; but the beautiful pure atmosphere, with the sun's rays curvetting and glittering over the ocean, the little white vessels, the sheep, the teem, and the village, are objects all calculated to cheer the imagination. The entire plate is very grand.
Remains of Neath Abbey. We cannot look upon Neath Abbey, even in its desolation, without a feeling of reverence, recollecting that it once sheltered, for a time, from the pursuit of blood-hounds, the homeless and forsaken second Edward. An historical recollection of this kind must ever give an additional interest to that which is already attractive, namely, a beautiful ruin,-and Neath Abbey is beautiful in the extreme.
Mr. T. Baker is the engraver. Cardigan Town has not much to recommend it as regards its pictorial effect; but it is very well engraved. Aberystwith looks like any thing but a Welsh town; but the comfort and beauty, we had almost said magnificence, of the place, is exceedingly well depicted in this plate. Nor is the old castle towering above his modern companions, the various new buildings which sur. round it, the least interesting feature of the view. Mr, W. Wallis has engraved Cardigan and Aberystwith.
No. 26 presents us with views of Llanbadarn Vawr; Vale of the Teivy, near Newcastle; and two other views of Neath Abbey.
Llanbadarn Vawr. Mr. Gastineau has here shown much discretion in his point of view; the winding river on the left, the little vale, the sloping hills, the distant sea, and Aberystwith castle, the venerable tower of Llanbadarn church, and, lastly, though not the least beautiful, are the peasants in the foreground, with their loaded cart of hay. All these objects harmonize with each other, and the result is a very good engraving of a pretty landscape. But the Vale of the Teivy is the gem of this number; and the little cottage, close under us, conveys to one's sense all that constitutes rustic happiness and beauty; and beyond flows the clear Teivy, smooth as a mirror, and then the dark shadowing of the willows on its surface, the little white skiff, and, as usual, the sheep: all are true to the life. And Mr. Gatineau evinces his skill and knowledge of his art fully as much in minute delineation and truth, as by the more imposing components of a drawing. The view is backed by fine sloping hills, and the setting sun forms a glorious termination to the picture. We are indebted to Mr. H. Lacey for the two plates.
Of the two other views of Neath Abbey, the first is rather uninteresting. Its distant walls on the left, with their ivied arches are pretty; but the Elizabethian architecture on the right destroys any idea approaching to antiquarian veneration. The
cows and water are very natural. The “ Crypt” of the abbey bears a striking resemblance to some part of St. Saviour's church, in Southwark; and we wish the Crypt of Neath Abbey had as much chance of being preserved as the other, but the loud pealing organ and the chanting of the monks has long ceased in Neath Abbey, never to be heard again; and a few years, we fear, will work destruction on the present ruins. On this account these engravings are valuable. We have only to add, that we have been much pleased with the numbers before us ; they are in no wise inferior to the earlier ones, and that is, we conceive, offering a very high testimonial in their favor.
The Guide to Knowledge. A cheap weekly print. Gilbert, ,
London. At the Beaumaris Eisteddvod we regarded the announcement of the Rev. John Blackwell, that it was intended to present our Welsh population with cheap literature, the same way it has been given to England, as not the least important feature of that interesting congress; we anticipate with delight the beneficial consequences of such an arrangement, and we sincerely hope that no impediment will occur so as to cause unnecessary delay in bringing the plan into operation. It is with an ardent wish, not to dictate, but respectfully to suggest, to those persons to whom this most arduous and responsible duty may be confided, such a plan as may most benefit the present and future generations of man; and with this view we are saved infinite trouble by directly addressing ourselves to the contents of the little work, as above entitled; we propose it as a model for future action, for we are quite certain that its contents are most judiciously chosen, and admirably calculated to accomplish the objects intended; we could select, in support of the preceding remarks, some valuable extracts from “ The History of Geography,” “ The Antedilusian World," “Maxims and Morals;" (by the bye, many of them strikingly similar to the Aphorisms of Catwg, the wise,) “ Wonders of the Deep,” &c. &c.; but we prefer, as more immediately referring to our object, selecting a few short passages from the preliminary address, and their merit shall be our apology for so doing. Alluding to the utility of extending intelligence among all classes, the editor proceeds to remark
“ It must be observed, how little is to be dreaded from the ambition of an instructed people; since so very few attain to eminence in learning, considering the paucity of time that can be spared from the duties of life, that scarcely any surmount the difficulties that weigh them down to the level of their origin. Should, however, one or another, occasionally soar beyond his class, and gain a higher station, the example may create emulation, and who would regret the excitement of a laudable feeling, or the elevation of a me
ritorious individual? There is yet another argument in favor of knowledge, which is this:--knowledge, if properly inculcated, teaches man to perform his duties, and as he regards his own rights, so to respect the rights of others; without these wise maxims that wisdom suggests, a man may learn to be cunning, but truly he has no claim to legitimate knowledge.
All history, if properly studied, contributes to sustain this conclusion. The retrospect of causes and effects evidently demonstrates, that ignorance has been the means of producing most of the evils and miseries which mankind have suffered, ever since they have been able to record the actions and events of their own times and countries; and that, as knowledge advanced, she brought in her train, not only the arts, that embellish life, but also all those social virtues that soften the asperities of our sublunary path, and introduce a concord and sympathy among us, unknown to the rude ages of antiquity. If this is so, and who can deny it! why should we wish to halt in the march, or stand still in the way, every step of which has given us such proofs of its being “the road to happiness?. Not one, surely, would wish to go back, for on what era can he fix of the past that shall be comparable to the present, with respect to the real enjoyments of life. But the á law of nature" suffers no rest, we must advance or recede; behind us is darkness, before us, the day, on which “the sun of science shines : let us seek its genial ray, and prosper by its influence.”
We do not assume that the substance of the foregoing paragraphs is original, but assuredly they are most judiciously introduced and skilfully handled; they convince us that the editor is a sound philosopher: by philosopher let us not be misunderstood; we do not mean philosophers, as coupled with, and who figured in, many calamitous national events, which have, during the end of the last and beginning of the present century, nearly rendered the word philosopher synonymous with revolutionist, or if it has not done that, at least rendered it a term of very equivocal signification; but we mean a learned, a benevolent, and a thoroughly good man.
We conclude our commendation of this penny book, by asserting that it is the best of its very numerous class; and we again strongly recommending it to the attention of the “Educationists" in Wales.
The Graphic and Historical Illustrator.
A weekly quarto.
Gilbert, London. We cannot estimate the plan and contents of this work as at all approaching in literary value its cheaper twin brother “the Guide to Knowledge,” for its contents, as far as we have seen, have relations to matter infinitely less important; but while we value it less than the other, we readily grant it a place among the commonly useful tomes which daily inundate the escrutoire of the reviewer; and in order to substantiate this opinion, we select the table of contents of the number before us, so as to enable the intelligent portion of the reading public to judge for themselves.
Borstal Tower, with a wood-cut, executed by Bonner, from an original
drawing by N. Whittock. Observations on Architecture. Thoughts on the Malvern Hills. Notes, Antiquarian and Topographical. No. I. Priory Church, Little
Dunmow, Essex: three wood.cuts.
From this bill of fare we prefer the paper on “ Historical Propriety in Painting, Tudor Architecture," and let it be remembered that, in English annals, there can be no comparison, as regards other periods; for the extraordinarily, we would almost say supernaturally, sudden improvement in solid learning and some of the arts, which took place during the time when the “ line of Owain Tudor," swayed the destinies of Britain, we do not even except the present incomprehensible and fearful warring of the great ocean of agitation, for that cannot, in its levelling system, (and we refer to that only,) be called improvement; and let it be remembered we speak of surlden and s lid improvements.
Amid the vulgar, or to say the most, half-polished, tastes of Henry the seventh and eighth, and the Elizabethan era, nothing can strike the mind more forcibly, (excepting not even the literature of “that Augustan age,”) than the venerable and beautiful erections which diversify the landscapes of old England; they are in fact competitors for public admiration with the productions of Wykeham and his ecclesiastic coadjutors.
We are unwilling to bestow much space upon this topic, but were we to curtail the article upon Tudor Architecture, the disseveration would requireillustration at our hands, which would certainly take up fully equal space, and render it, at best, but a discordant specimen of the powers of the reviewer and the reviewed.
The greatest master of colour amongst the painters of the present day is at the same time the most remarkable in his architectural back-grounds; these frequently exhibit designs that may be studied with advantage by the architect, and in expressing my admiration of Turner, I wish to avoid the appearance of advocating that servile imitation, which an antiquary is generally supposed to require. Much has been said about taste in domestic architecture, and many attempts have been made to establish a character for it, from the time Lord Burlington built Chiswick House, after a design of Palladio's Villa Capra, to the period of the erection of Fonthill Abbey, on the model of Ely Cathedral, and fifty old churches. I forbear to mention either the complete failures, or the partial accomplishments; but it will not be denied that no one has been entirely successful since the time of Cardinal Wolsey. He indeed produced many splendid examples of original taste,