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girl and I sometimes look at each other with tion show the spirit of a man who has all astonishment in our splendid room here, and she the Indian appointments at his feet, and is says she is quite sure it must be all a dream.
rather puzzled as to the office which shall And who shall say that the lady was wrong? enjoy the honor of selection. “It must be Do men never dream” with eyes wide open something very tempting indeed,” he loftily and in the glaring sun? When Thomas writes, “which would take me so far from Moore first fell asleep on his downy pillow at all I have hitherto loved and cultivated. He Donington he did not dream more wildly and could, of course, get me something at home unmeaningly than when in that same coro- by exchange of patronage ; but I cannot neted carriage he built his airy castles, imag- brook the idea of taking anything under the ining himself the proud possessor of honors present men, and, therefore, it will be either which no more belonged to him than “Lady India or nothing with me.'
." Fortunate poet, Loudon's crimson travelling cloak” was the who could thus look down upon a whole lawful goods of Bessy.
administration and carve his honors for himOn the 11th of May, 1812, Mr. Perceval, self! Tom is calmly waiting “to be sent the prime minister, was assassinated in the for” when a letter reaches him. The postlobby of the House of Commons. Shortly mark is London, and the cover has the wellbefore this event, Tom Moore, being on a known signature of “Moira” in the corner. visit to Lord Moira, was taken aside by that Ah, faithful found among the faithless! It nobleman and politely asked about the state is the order, no doubt, to prepare. “ Love, of his pecuniary affairs. Tom replied that literature and liberty" must, alas ! be given
every prospect of being comforta- up at the bidding of our country, and the ble;" whereupon his lordship added, -"I tranquillity of Kegworth exchanged for the merely inquired with respect to any present blazing heat of Calcutta. It is " India or exigence, as I have no doubt there will soon nothing." Tom opens the letter and finds -be a change of politics which will set us all “nothing.” Not a single word does it conon our legs.” It was an injudicious speech vey about Moore or his expectations ; but an to a son of the Muses, who had just made up elaborate explanation is given of the reasons his mind to be “as happy as love, literature why Lord Moira himself accepted his appointand liberty” could make him in a cottage ; ment from the existing administration. “I but Tom confesses it was very pleasant, as cannot but think it very singular," writes being a renewal of his pledge to me, though the innocent poet, " that after the renewed I fear the change he alludes to is further off pledges and promises he made me so late at than he thinks." Moore is mistaken. As the last time he was here, he should not give far as Lord Moira is concerned there is the remotest hint of either an intention, change,”
,” and that speedily. It is true, even a wish, to do anything for me. I shall that upon the death of Perceval, the Regent be exceedingly. mortified indeed,” he gravely oontrived, through the intractability of the adds, falling down whole miles from his grand Whigs, to retain the old Tory ministers; but elevation, "if he should go away without it is also true that Lord Moira, before the giving me an opportunity of at least refusing year was out, agreed to take office under his something. I should like to have at least political opponents, and to go to India as this gratification. However, he will be here Governor-General. The news reached Tom the beginning of this week, and I must susin his retirement at Kegworth, and “the pend all further opinion till he comes." quiet pursuit of literature” was again tem Next week arrives, and with it Lord Moira. porarily forsaken for that “ Will-o'-the-wisp” Tom announces the fact to his mother, telling which had already made its victim dance so her that he “shall soon be put out of susmuch and to so little purpose.
pense,” though he has “made up his mind The curtain rises upon the last act of pretty well to expecting very little. Indeed, Tom's instructive drama of Ambition. Like when I say I expect very little, I mean that I all last acts, the interest accumulates at every expect nothing.” It is clear Moore cannot be step, and the dénouement contains a striking his lordship's private secretary, for that berth moral. The moment Moore hears that his has been already given to Captain Thomson, noble patron is "on his legs" he feels his an old American comrade. Well, we shall own limbs stronger and prepares to walk. see what an interview will do. But an interHis earliest letters after Lord Moira’s promo- view is not so easy. For a moment Tom:
catches sight of Lord Moria shooting in the jas himself, had less ability to overcome fields, and Lord Moira catches sight of him. temptation, and exemplified in his history the “ You see a schoolboy taking his holiday,” last effects of a system the hollowness of which said his lordship, affectingly, and then pro- Moore had the grace to detect before it was ceeds to pop at the birds. From this moment, too late for the discovery to be of use. The to use the poet's own expression, the Gov- early career of Theodore Hook has a marvellous ernor-General “ fights shy” of his client; resemblance to that of the more fortunate, but “his manner is even worse than his defi- scarcely more richly endowed, poet of the ciences of matter." He is always busy, and sister isle. Theodore Hook was born with never “i' the vein.” But Tom grows sick brilliant talents, and lived," as one of his of suspense and determines to bring his busi- biographers has said of him, “ from the ness to a crisis. “At last” he gets an inter- cradle in a musical. atmosphere.” He, too, view. His lordship began by telling his friend, had an exquisite ear, could play untaught whom he had solemnly promised to set on upon the piano; and, as a child, astonished his legs,” that he had not been “ oblivious and delighted every eager listener. Like of him.” “Oblivious of me !” shrieks Moore, Tom Moore, he was scarcely breeched before in a letter to one of his friends ; " after this he became “ a show child,” singing esquisdevil of a word what heart or soul was to be itely to his own accompaniment ballads of expected from him!” His lordship continued : his own writing — music of his own composHe was sorry to say that all the Indian pat- ing. What Moore's mother did for her favored ronage he was allowed to exercise here had child when she discovered the treasure which been exhausted ; but if on reaching India he Providence had enshrined within him, we should find anything worth Moore's accept- have already seen. Hook had the misfortune ance, he would
let him know. In the to lose his mother while he was yet a schoolmean time he would try to get something from boy at Harrow, and his father, finding himself the government at home, who were bound to the possessor of a veritable prodigy, deterhelp his friends during his absence ; and if mined at once to take him home and make anything else Luckless poet! Tom the most of his property. All the difference sąw desertion in every word, in every look, in the fates of these two men, who began the in every tone. He went home to his little journey of life and travelled some distance on cot at Kegworth, kicked his Will-o'-the-wisp one and the same track, may possibly be once for all out of the house, no doubt kissed attributed to the fact that the motherless boy his wife and child, and, like a brave little fel. was sent alone into the world with his imlow, wrote a parting word to his Excellency passioned soul to guide him as best it might, the Governor-General. He begged his lord- while Moore, well fortified at starting by the ship not to trouble the ministry on his ac- instruction maternal anxiety had procured count; not to look out for “anything good " him, labored beneath the influence of the in India ; not to distress himself any further mother's eye almost to the end. with the worldly interests of Thomas Moore ; As Hook grew up his genius expanded. that it was too late in the day for the said Removed from school at his mother's death, Thomas “ to go on expecting;” and that he and being both comely and precocious, he was must forthwith think of working out his own Aattered by musicians and players, and before independence by his own industry. That let- he was sixteen he was a successful and distinter Thomas despatched, and from that mo- guished author. One faculty he had to perment did his duty, as we all know, in that section. His talents as an improvisatore were station of life to which it had pleased God to miraculous. Mr. Lockhart, in, his brief but call him. We do not learn that Lord Moira admirable and most just biography of Hook, replied to this farewell epistle ; but it is right affirms that in this particular he stands alone to this great man to record that he did not in his own country, and Coleridge declared sail for India before he had handsomely de- he was as true a genius as Dante. spatched to the little family at Kegworth “ a It is singular how exactly the early histories large basket of hares, venison, and peafowl.” of these two youths correspond. The mar
A great lesson, that needs to be enforced, is chionesses geto hold of Hook precisely as to be gathered from the memorials that lie they take possession of Moore. He also is before us, or else assuredly we should not invited to the supper parties of the great, in have dwelt so long upon the early career of a order to sing for their amusement; and he, man who has but reached his meridian in the too, is introduced to the Prince Regent, who, two volumes furnished to the world by his just as he had done to Moore, pluces his hand noble biographer. Before we attempt to on the brilliant improvisatore's shoulder, telldilate upon that lesson we call the reader's ing him he is delighted to make his acquaintattention for a moment to another and a com- ance, and that he hopes to see and hear him panion picture.
again, and frequently. On one occasion we Thomas Moore was the contemporary of a are told that the prince said with feeling, man who, subjected to the same sulicitations " Something must be done for Hook !" and
accordingly something was done for him, as represented in his own person to perfection a something had been done for Moore. Tom, wealthy patrician chief without money and the poet, in his 24th year, had been sent to without rank. As Moore looked to the whigs Bermuda to examine all skippers, mates, and for promotion and position, 80 Hook relied seamen who might be forthcoming as witnesses upon the tories for eventual release from all in the cause of captured vessels ; Theodore, his difficulties; and, in the very same spirit the improvisatore, in the very same year of that Moore returned from the magnificent his age, was forwarded to the Mauritius to saloons in which he had won applause and undertake the not very lively and ästhetical Aattery from every beautiful and distinguished duties of accountant-general and treasurer to guest, in order to breathe forth in his diary the colony. The result in both cases was bitter sighs at the insufficiency and barrenvery similar. Moore was nearly ruined by ness of his social triumphs, Theodore Hook his carelessness in leaving a subordinate to do retired from his gratified and dazzling assenhis work; Hook was wholly destroyed by blies in order secretly to curse the fate which allowing all his subordinates to do as they had rendered him, with all his gifts and sucpleased. Both men returned to England to cesses, after all, only the first jack-pudding of mix in its fashionable dissipation, and both his time. were never so happy as when they were part Moore weeps to think that no mulberry ing with their manly independence in order to leaves can be dealt out to the poor worm who give zest to the idlest hours of their aristo- so willingly spins his much valued silk for his cratic and too exacting entertainers.
magnificent masters, and makes no attempt But we must note a difference. Moore to disguise the nature of the relation existing suffered a heavy loss by his official imprudence ; between him and his superiors. He sings but to his honor let it be known to all the his best in the hope of reward ; and, if disworld that he manfully resolved to pay every gust rises in his vocal breast, it is not that he pound by the labor of his own capable brain, has condescended to the trade of the opera and steadily refused all help from sympathiz- singer, but that the looked-for recoin pense is ing and ready friends. Literature owes the never forthcoming. Hook notifies in his strong-hearted poet a debt of gratitude for journal that he " dines at Lord Harrington's, that brave determination, which was as hero- to meet the Duke of Wellington,” and that he ically carried out; and, in the name of his finds as his fellow-guests" the Duke and brethren, we tender to his memory the tribute Duchess of Bedford, Lord and Lady Southdue to it; for it compensates for affronts to ampton, Lord Londonderry, Lord Canterbury, literature most unworthy of the poet's fame, Lord Lyndhurst, Lord Redesdale, Lord Sprangand otherwise inexcusable. Hook was not so ford, and Lord Chesterfield;" but, the party scrupulous. He earned large sums by his being over, and his performances concluded, intellectual exertions, but he died at last a he has the candor to confess that " between beggar, with his debt undiminished by one diners-out and the common mountebanks of farthing. We have made the reader acquainted the theatres the only difference is, that the with the fashionable proceedings of Thomas witling of the drawing-room wears not the Moore ; with his flutterings at lordly tables, Merry Andrew's jacket, and is paid in vol-auwith his pursuit of ministers of state, in order vents, fricandeaux, Siileri, and Laffitte, instead to wring from them an acknowledgment of of receiving the wages of tumbling in pounds, the pleasure they had derived from his vocal shillings, and pence." The confession and powers somewhat more substantial than lau- knowledge, however, led to no good practical datory froth ; with his untiring attendance in result. "Hook clung pertinaciously to the the halls of the powerful, and with his fre- skirts of the aristocracy, in the vain expectaquent and affecting complaints of his unre- tion of solid assistance from his titled associquited poverty, in the midst of all the hollow ates, and died, as we have said, a begger at splendor by which he was surrounded, but last. He left a family of unprovided children which he could not touch. Hook was far behind him, on whose behalf a subscription more desperate in his assaults upon the high- was set on foot; but, of all the fine company, born. With a debt of 12,0001. hanging over who had so frequently been charmed with his head, and with no means save those de- bis strains — who had again and again plied rived from the public by his literary labors, him with strong drinks to raise a flagging he took a fine house in Cleveland-row, became soul, which was in duty bound to give jocunda member of many clubs, visited all the great ness to theirs — who had sucked this grateful houses of the country, dined regularly with fruit so long as a drop of juice remained to all the great people (including the royal slake their morbid thirst – scarcely one put princes), was promoted to the intimate friends out a finger to raise the helpless ones from the ship of all the Tory leaders, was times out of dust. The father found a humble grave at number the only untitled guest in the whole Fulham, and his children were left by his houseful of coronets, a lion where almost every noble friends - to live, if they could- to beast was a king of the forest — and, in fact, I starve, if they could not.
Is this a state of things creditable to either in order to fis his own price upon his precious party, honorable to the patron, reputable to labors. We have read that for his Melodies the client? Steele has declared that “the alone Power, the publisher, guaranteed him man who takes up another's time in his ser- 5001. a-year; we know that for Lalla Rookh vice, though he has no prospect of rewarding he received 3,000 guineas, that for the Loves his merit towards him, is as unjust in his of the Angels he received a proportionately dealings as he who takes goods of a trades- large sum, and that for all his other works man without the intention or ability to pay he was equally well paid. What business for them.” We are no apologists for the he to play the suitor at the festive boards of fine people who could see the children of the grand people, who valued him solely for the “ friend" who had once ministered to their pleasure he could give then, when he had ephemeral happiness pining for help, and already secured the worship of the whole turn aside as though they saw them not; but country and the homage of nations ? What we are bound to admit, though even against elevation, dignity, or ease could any post Steele, that the case of Moore and Hook was afford him, beyond that which he already enfairly stated when the latter frankly allowed joyed by the united suffrages of his countrythat he had received the value of his songs in men? We do not blame the coronetted enfricandeaur, and a receipt for his music in tertainers for getting as much delight out of Silleri and Laffitte. When Moore found him- Tom Moore as they were able to extract, but self alone with his marchionesses and dukes we do blame him for being weak enough to - when he looked up and down the sumptu- suppose that the fine folks were fervently ous table, and discovered in all the brilliant attached to him when they were only in love company no poet but the charming author of with his singing. It was a fair game on the Irish Melodies, and no vintner's son but either side, but, being played out, Tom had Thomas Moore, did it never occur to him to certainly no more claim upon the hearts of inquire how it came to pass that he consti- the fine folks than they had upon the affectuted the one enviable exception? What had tions of Tom. What would he have said had he done for his haughty associates that they they presented their bill of costs for all the should acknowledge him as an equal, and feasts? Would he have paid it? If not, treat him as a friend ? Men of humble origin, with what face can he demand extra paythough endowed with rare intellectual power, ment for performances for which he has have too frequently an inordinate regard for already given a discharge in full? Let poets worldly splendor. Aristocrats have occasion- hanker after great people if they will; but let ally an equal and more commendable taste them never complain if a lifelong pursuit of for the society of fine talkers, or rare singers, a most unworthy object meets with the ignoas the case may be. The humble man sells ble reward it has earned, and with not a his brains for the splendor, the aristocrat sixpence more. Racine was sought after by lends the splendor for the brains, and there is the great, who would not admit Corneille to an end to the transaction. If the man of their gilded saloons ; but Racine was shrewd genius looks for more than his hire, he is ex- enough to pay the fine people in their own orbitant in his demands, and should, at all pinchbeck coin, and Corneille surely gained events, have made a better bargain at starting more than he lost by the lofty neglect when
When Moore flourished, the time had the theatre rose as a man to greet his appeargone by forever when it was necessary for ance upon the scene of his legitimate trian author to look to a patron for the means umphs. of advancement; a miserable expedient at When Tom had parted company forever with the best, since it has been admitted that his will-o'-the-wisp, which had done him no fewer cripples have come out of the wars good since he first made its acquaintance, it than out of such a service. Mr. Macaulay would appear that he began to enter society recalls to mind with melancholy regret the with a much more practical and useful object days when Horace was forced to invoke Au- than that of merely hobnobbing, with his gustus in the most enthusiastic language of re- superiors. In order to make his songs populigious veneration-when Statius was doomed lar, and to render them a source of profit to to flatter a tyrant for a morsel of bread—when the writer, it was necessary that they should Tasso extolled the heroic virtues of a wretched be sung in the assemblies of the “first creature who locked him up in a madhouse ; circles." Generally speaking, the author or but these were times when readers were publisher of a ballad will make friends with scarce—when patronage was essential to save a favorite professional singer, whose performthe needy writer from starvation, and when ances are sufficient to bring a composition men exercised intellectual independence at into vogue. Now, Pasta or Catalani could the risk of their lives. Hook and Moore not do for Moore in this respect half as much lived at a happier epoch, and never once ap- as Moore could do for himself; and, accordpealed to the people in vain. The latter had ingly, Tom, in a very business-like and comonly to devote himself exclusively to his art mendable spirit, took his wares in his own
person to Grosvenor-square, just as Messrs. ( poured all the treasures of the East into the Nicol might take their coats and pantaloons lap of Thomas Moore, and, what is more, on their bodies to the same place, if they Thomas would not have been too proud to were only lucky enough to gain admittance. accept them. Tom goes over to Derby to “ It was only on my representing to Bessy," buy a sofa, and, of course, pays the generous writes Moore to Mr. Power in 1813, “ that Strutt a passing visit. A sofa does not appear my songs would all remain a dead letter with to have been handy at the time, but “Mr. you if I did not go up in the gay time of the Strutt, who never sees me without giving year, and give them life by singing them me something," insisted upon making Tom about, that she agreed to my leaving her. " a present of a very snug, and handsome This is quite my object. I shall make it a easy-chair for his study,” which Tom did not whole month of company and exhibition, refuse. In the warmth of acceptance, Moore which will do more service to the sale of pronounces the Strutts - most excellent and the songs than a whole year's advertising.” friendly people.” We believe he does them Who shall complain that the poet carries his justice; but we had rather that Tom had got own board on his back instead of hiring a his candlesticks, rings, and easy-chairs at the whole troop of advertising vans ? Economy proper shops, and in the regular way of is a virtue, let it be of money or of time. business, nevertheless. But — shall we confess it? - there reveals It was at Ashbourne, in Derbyshire, that itself in the correspondence something too Lalla Rookh was written. The poem was the much of deliberate bargaining with society, result of two or three winters' study; and at all times, to please the unsophisticated when it appeared, in 1817, the reputation reader, who would fain discover in the poet of Moore was made forever. Three thousand of his adoration some faint resemblance to guineas was the price paid for the work, and the man fashioned by his own generous im- of this sum Moore drew immediately one agination. In 1813 Moore removes to the thousand for the discharge of his debts, leaving neighborhood of Ashbourne, in Derbyshire, the remaining two thousand in the hands of the where he hires
cottage," secluded among publishers, who were requested by the poet to the fields — just the sort of thing he likes." pay the interest (1001. per annum) over to his He is not there long before he makes the ac- father. Let us repeat, whatever were the weakquaintance of a wealthy Derby family, also nesses of Moore, his filial conduct was without a - just the sort of thing he likes ;” and the flaw, and his remembrance of home claims seclusion of the fields is relieved occasionally not darkened by one cloud of selfishness by the bustle and excitement of a warm and throughout his life. well-provided mansion. Tom, in fact, hardly When the praises of Lalla Rookh were at sinells his fields before he is corresponding their height, Moore and his Bessy moved with his friends in his old style about his southward in search of another home, the carriages,” his
“ elegancies, ,” and his damp, smokiness, and smallness of the Derbygood company. He gives up Lord Moira shire cot proving no longer tolerable. It was to patronizo a millionaire. “We have just a proud journey for Moore, and his heart beat been on a visit,” runs a letter dated October stoutly, we may be sure, as he knocked at all 23, 1813, “ to Mr. Joseph Strutt’s, who sent the big houses with his good wife upon his his carriage and four for us and back again arm. He had done more for his fame than a
There are three brothers of them, whole army of Moiras could have achieved, and they are supposed to have a million of and had carved for hintself a niche upon which money pretty equally divided between them. all eyes will be turned years after the very They have fino families of daughters, and are name of his false patron shall have been forfond of literature, music, and all those elegan- gotten. Bessy," writes Moore to his mother cies which their riches enable them so amply to from London, “ took a round with me to reindulge themselves with.' Bessy came back turn calls — Lady Besborough, Asgill, Cork, full of presents-rings, fans, fc. A letter Hastings, &c. We were let in at almost all!" written a few months subsequently informs Beatified Tom ! “ Let ip!” What condeus that the poet “likes the Strutts exceed-scension on the one hand — what silly ecstasy ingly.” We have no doubt of it; for the on the other ! epistle goes on to say that “they have fine A new home was speedily found in Wiltpianofortes, magnificent organs, splendid shire, close to Bowood, the residence of the houses, and most excellent white soup :" Marquis of Lansdowne. It was a small that Tom " does not think he wrote halt so thatched cottage, of which Moore took posseswell" as the young Strutts at their age, and sion on the 19th of November, 1817, and in that Bessy, as before, “ came away loaded which he died at the end of February, 1852. with presents of rings, fans, and bronze The vicinity of the great house was of course candlesticks.” Had Mr. Strutt been Governor- a great recommendation to the poet, whose General of India, instead of Lord Moira, that hours were divided at all periods, as far as muniticent gentleman would have certainly possible, between the Muses and the lIouse of