« 이전계속 »
No breeze is distarbing the moment serene, sensibilities of spirits more finely No song of the shepherd is beard in the touched ; although the sensibility of dale;
tbe best man's nature be, from various The blae hills but dimly far distant are seen, Which tow'ring on high, seem the skies to causes, prone to perversion. “ Spirits assail.
are not finely touched but to fine The feelings, how pensive, ah! who shall dis-issues ;"-and to some violation of the play,
feelings of the exquisitely sensitive, That rise in our breasts from a moment like either by circumstance or the demea
this! When the soul all immortal is arging its way
nour of the unfeeling—their errors Thro' worlds yet anpamber'd, ebro' regions may be more usually traced than to its of bliss :
own improper reactions. Those who Uumor'd is the hour as the waves of the are apt to give up the reins too upre
deep, When the winds and the storms from their consider that those sensibilities par
servedly to their sensibilities, should fury repose ; When the soft-blowing zephyrs are buried in take also of the common pollution of sleep,
our natures, and that those who purAnd no breezes the calm of the ocean op- sue their guidance, as well as those pose.
who pursue the guidance of the pasBut hark! as the moment of midnight bas sions, are in danger of deviation from toll’d,
the path of rectitude. Those, on the Methinks that a spirit ethereal is nigh, And far o'er the valley these accents' have other hand, who coldly sneer on all roll’d,
who possess sensibilities to objects to Like melody streaming from angels on high which they are insensible, and who This scene and this calmness of nature sur- shew feeling, on occasions, in which vey;
they themselves are unmoved, should Behold yon pale orb that is hast’ning to
remember, “ that he who offends rest : Then who against feeling impressive shall say,
against the least of these little ones, it That a spirit immortal reigns not in the were better for him that a millstone breast?
were hanged about his neck and that The planets, tho' various, harmoniously roll ; he were cast into the sea.” Sensibi
The seasons, tho' changing, anerring re- lity is that native characteristic of St. The world on its axis no hand can control;
John, which made him to be distinThe stars in their orbits resplendently burn; guished from the other disciples as The moon all its lustre unceasingly borrows;
" that disciple whom Jesus loved." But the power that guides them, ah ! who | The most beneficial of the good influshall explore ?
ences of religion upon men as indiviFor ever concealed, till life and its sorrows Have ceas'd, and the pulses are throbbing munity, are the multiplying and refin.
duals, forming a portion of any com
ing their sensibilities of attachment ON PLUTARCH's STATUE.
towards God and each other. Sensi
bility is not (abstractedly speaking) Wise, honest Plutarch! to thy deathless religion, but it certainly is a gift from praise
heaven, most worthy to be esteemed The sons of Rome this grateful statue raise ;
in others, and cultivated in ourselves. For why? both Greece and Rome thy fame
have shar'd, Their heroes written, and their lives com
THE CHEST IN THE CORNER.-No. 3. par'd. Bat thou thyself could'st never write thy Are we not here now ? continued the cor
“poral, and are we not [dropping bis bat
“he pronounced the words] gone in a moON SENSIBILITY.
" ment ?' The descent of the hat was as if
a beavy lomp of clay had been kneaded in I Am persuaded that God does a great “ the crown of it. Nothing could express deal of good work which man mars.
“ the sentiment of mortality, of wbich it The sensibilities of such a man as
“ was the type and forerunner, like it : bis
“ hand seemed to vanish from under it; it Cowper, were a sufficient check upon
“ fell dead; the corporal's eye fixed upon it his grosser inclinations. There are
“ as upon a corpse, and Susannah barst into not wanting many such examples. “ a flood of tears.'
STERNE. However useful the language of some divines may be, in restraining the pas- To describe my feelings at the dissions of the vulgar, its influence often covery which I announced to my reabecomes a complete blight upon the ders, is impossible ; and yet I imaginc
The Chest in the Corner.
that they will not be totally unable to deep and reiterated woe, on the heart estimate my sensations. A belief, that once sympathized in my juvenile (which I confess I had long entertain- sorrows, and the hand of death had ed,) in the doctrine of presentiments, stiffened those limbs, that once acwas considerably increased by the companied my youthful excursions. state of my mind during the previous But to return to the subject. The part of the afore-mentioned day; ac- chest, in addition to a variety of pacompanied with melancholy feelings, pers, contained clothes, money, some somewhat resembling anticipations of old family relics with the Orril arms distress, but occasionally lightened by upon them, and a gold locket with a beams of those thrilling emotions, miniature of a female, who, if the which are excited when a speedy meet- painter was just, possessed much ing with a dear friend, from whom we beauty. The money was sufficient, have long separated, is expected.- not only to defray the expenses of the I remember to have seen (the sun funeral, but also, I believe, it probeing about to set) huge masses of vided Adam with a comfortable mainclouds drifted before a brisk wind, tenance for the remainder of his which obscured the brilliancy of that life. luminary. Occasionally, he has emer- My next step was, to order for myged from this thick and fleecy veil, self a decent suit of mourning, with and his rays shining through the thin the other requisites which custom renest parts of it, have scattered mimic quires for the mournful ceremony of suns over a scene that was before consigning friends to the tomb. When threatening and gloomy. Too soon these were brought to my apartments, have I observed these appearances I found some of the smaller articles again retire, as the solar rays were enveloped in a newspaper from the again shaded; and beheld the delight- eastward, which had been given to ful scene give place to a still deeper the world about three weeks previous gloom, and more night-like obscurity. to the time in question. In casually Such was my mind; the clouds of looking over it, the following paradoubt were driven by the fierce winds graph attracted my attention. of tumult, over the radiant counte
6 MISSING. nance of the sun of hope, and the dis- “On Monday last, March 27, a young appearance of the transitory gleams lady, of the name of Fanny, being in of brightness, derived from this intel- a state of lunacy, escaped from Dr. lectual luminary, served to plunge me T.'s asylum, at L
and was into the mists of despondence, and afterwards observed walking along the the midnight of apprehension.
beach in that neighbourhood. She is I was going, the reader must re- about twenty-six years of age, nearly member, to visit an associate of my five feet seven inches in height, has youth. Together we frolicked away a pale complexion, black hair, and our infantile years; together we chas- black eyes. If any person can give ed the butterfly; together we admired information, by which her retreat may the flowers, and wondered at the sky; be discovered, so that she may be together we waded through the rudi- restored to her distressed friends, he ments of Greek and Latin, and then will be amply rewarded. Address - we parted; and though I wept, yet letters to Mr B- L no afflicting presentiment was allowed Dated L-, March 29, 1812. to remain in my breast.
The circumstance did not much “ Next year,” said I, as well as my strike me at the time, though it was tears would permit me ; “Ay,” re- brought to my recollection by a turned he, in a tone of fortitude, scene, which took place shortly after" next year, I shall see you again wards, and which I now proceed to Ranald.” We parted--for ever? No narrate. - not for ever-I saw him once more On the morning appointed for my -I have said so already-I am bewil- cousin's interment, Adam Earnest dered-I must stop. But I did see was with me at an early hour. He him—the lips that I had “kissed I was dressed in a blue jacket and know not how often,” were pale, the trowsers. Round his arm was bound eyes that once beamed delight upon a piece of black crape, and his bat me were closed, the seal of affliction was enveloped in the same manner. had been imprinted in characters of We walked down to the hat. A low murmuring noise issued from it,--we tearful eyes, and a heavy heart, I entered,-an old woman of the neigh- took a last look at the endeared piece bourhood was sitting by the side of of earth, and the men were just raising the rude couch, where the body of the the lid of the coflin, when my compadeceased lay in his coffin. She had nion, unable to restrain his feelings removed the withered flowers, which any longer, leaped forward, and seizhad been previously scattered over ing the hand of his benefactor, pressed the body, and in lieu of them, had it to his lips, and bathed it with his strewed roses, wet with morning dew, tears. “Oh Oliver,” cried he, unwillwhite violets, rosemary, and laven- ing to give up a name so dear to him, der, according to the custom of this “Oh Oliver-Oh my friend! and shali part of the country; and she was now I never see you again? never hear chanting an old popish dirge. She your voice more ?" and then the old had learned it, she said, from her man again pressed the cold hand to grandmother, a Catholic, who, most his lips, and warmed it with his sighs. probably had derived it from the tra- I could not stand it-I felt a tightness dition of past ages. She again resum- about my throat, and turning aside, I ed her song, entreating us not to dis- wept the bitterest tears that have for turb her. We accordingly sat down years bedewed my cheeks. “Sball it on the pallet, and with a voice not be never?” said Adam, “No, never, totally destitute of melody, she sang (in a tone of despair,) never,” added some verses, of which I have been for he, as he dropped the hand, which tunate enough to procure an antique, 'immediately fell into its place; and and I believe pretty accurate copy, turning round, he reiterated the exand wbich I here present to my rea- pression three times, as he heard the ders.
coffin lid grating in fastening it down. Dirge.
No sound was uttered for some time,
save in subdued sobs, and the noise Reste wearie soule, thy race is o'er, By sorrowe's power opressed noe more,
pecessarily attendant upon the operaAngels gard ye silente bedde,
tion. At last, it was announced that Angels waste ye sainte lye dead.
the collin was ready to be let down
into the boat. We followed it, resting Though in ye graue, thy corse confined, That pitte maie never hold thy minde,
it safely there; and the two men enNowe mayhappe thou flitterest here, tered in and rowed away, while Adam
Viewest unseene ye dolorous teare. and myself crossed the bridge, and When ye chast uirgine beares thy soule, proceeded on the shore to the same Where yonder brilliante torches rol, point of destination. Then forgett not those belowe,
When we got in sight of the sailor's Wbich have shared thy weal and wo.
cottage, there was a crowd of people Entreate that demones nener maie,
assembled to accompany us to the Carie as from this earthe awaie,
church-yard, and among others, Mr. Maie our soules with thine be blest,
Atkins, our worthy minister Mr. BurIn ye eternal relm of reste.
chell, and 12 men to carry the coffin. She stopped. I heard a splash in The old man opened the door, and the river. I rose and looked out at the party entered and seated themthe door, and found that a boat had selves. He then produced some rejust arrived, containing the underta- freshments which i bad ordered to be kers, and two men, who were about deposited there, and they were distri-, to carry the coffin by this conveyance buted among the company. By the to Adam's hut, where it was to be de- time that we had finished our short posited till the time should arrive for repast, the coffin arrived, and was its removal to the burying ground. placed in the cot. I requested Mr. The two men instantly came on shore Burcbell to pray that the solemn occawith their implements to screw up the sion might be sanctified to all present. coffin. The florid colour, which usu- He did so, and then walked away, ally flushed Adam's face, receded ; that he might be in readiness to meet and left it, approaching in appear- the corpse at the grave. ance to the countenance of him, who soon after proceeded on the same was about to be for ever shut up from road. We did not return to the demortal eyes. The old man trembled serted hut, but turned to the right exceedingly, and I plainly saw that hand, towards a bridge that crossed he was stifling bis emotions. With the river, and led to the large com
The Chest in the Corner.
on which the church or streamed in the wind as the breeze built.
advanced or subsided. Ah," said As we ascended the hill from the she, in a low tone of voice, “'tis very bridge, some persons began to sing a cold, but you sha'nt go by yourself.” psalm, and continued their music, till, She clasped her hands to her bosom, attended by an increased number of stretched them out as if to avert some people, we entered the church-yard, danger, and fell back on the turf. I and shortly after were met by the cler- hasted to her, but it was too late; she gyman, who commenced the service was gone; the spirit had departed, in the usual way. After going through and had left the former beauteous hathe forms prescribed by the church, bitation, cold and lifeless. the coffin was lowered ; and just as My readers will, by this time, have Mr. B. had concluded, by pronounc- discovered this personage to be none ing the closing benediction, and as I other than the maniac described in was stooping to look into the grave the aforementioned advertisement. Of for the last time, I heard one of the the cause of her derangement, of the shrillest and most piercing shrieks, mode of her arrival in this place, and that I believe was ever uttered by of her near connection with him, part, mortal. It was not the mere expres- of whose grave she now occupies, sion of misery, it was a sound indica- future papers will speak. It is now tive of phrensied agony. On hearing about ten years since the same turf a sound so startling, I involuntarily first enclosed their remains. By the dropped my handkerchief, with which side of their resting place is another I had hitherto shaded my eyes, and grave, of more recent date, which I pressed my fingers to my ears. I contains the body of the honest, frank, turned to discover whence the sound old Adam Earnest; and I hope that arose, and perceived a female, dressed when my journey through life shall be in a long grey cloak, which was torn concluded, I shall sleep in the small in various places, and which, as it space, which is unoccupied on the waved in the wind, afforded me an right hand of the unfortunate subjects opportunity of observing a black silk of the present lucubration. There gown, which covered as fine a figure shall I enjoy a sleep, uninterrupted
ever I beheld. Her clenched by days of sorrow, while I trust my hands, extended foot, heated cheeks, soul will spring from its decayed habi. and, above all, maniacally sparkling tation, to join my departed friends in black eyes, told us that reason had the dwellings of bliss and glory. departed from her throne. She wore A small mound, encircled with a straw bonnet, and a modest looking osiers, and in summer enriched by cap, under which her black hair was wild flowers, marks the tomb of these almost concealed, and only one soli- two unfortunates, united to each other tary curl sported on the lovely neck by the closest ties of friendship, who, now tinged by an exposure to the sun. in their lives were amiable, and in She unclenched her hands, and, put their deaths were undivided. At the ting one of them to her head, looked head of the grave is a plain stone, on at the coffin, at the same time ex- which is engraved the following claiming in a tone of affecting distress, “And you will go, and leave
Epitaph. me, and what will become of poor Reader, tread lightly on this spot, Fanny ? Oh, Fanny, Fanny, what will For here the hallow'd ashes lie, you do!” The audience were soften
Of two whose names may be forgot,
Whose worth and virtues cannot die. ed; even the sexton stood leaning on his spade, and gazed on the lovely Though by affliction's storms distress’d, form. She started, and, clapping her
And separated here below, hands before her eyes, uttered a
They're join'd in mansions of the blest,
Where sorrow's winds can never blow. scream, surpassing, if possible, the former one. 56 Oh! look, look, look," The supercilious may sneer at the she cried, “ what will you do? mur- humble tribute to affection of a country der! save him, save him," and, lift- schoolmaster; but I have had the ing up her hands, she tore off with satisfaction, when entering the church vehemence her bonnet and cap, and yard, of seeing village maids, who her lovely hair, released from its con- previously had been making the echoes finement, floated over her shoulders, answer to their mirth, stop at the No. 43.- VOL. IV.
humble grave, read the simple epi- | Bethlem seventeen years. I know his taph, and utter such exclamations of insanity was disputed; but it could pity, as were amply deserved by the only be disputed by those who were silent and unconscious occupants of ignorant of wbat insanity is. that habitation, which is frequently Norris, who was kept in an iron watered by the tears of the lovely crib for nine years, in the same house, and sensitive rustic.
was a man of very superior intelligence in political matters; it was
thought he knew more of the news of MENTAL AFFECTIONS. the day than any other man in all
London, and yet there could be no (Continued from col. 626.)
doubt of his being a dangerous ma
niac. That insanity has no direct reference It is well known that one of our to the mental faculties, is proved, by stock plays was writtten by a patient those of the highest intellectual ener- in Bethlem, of the name of Lee ;gies and attainments being only sub- and there is no doubt with me, that ject to it in common with those of the the hero of this play, Alexander the lowest. Even idiots, and infants, in Great, was a real madman; and so, I whom the reasoning powers have not am persuaded, was Charles the 12th, been developed, are occasionally af- of Sweden; and so, in all probability, flicted with this disease ;-and those at times was Bonaparte ; at least of the most exalted intellects, who are there is no proof to the contrary, for visited by insanity, frequently retain these men did nothing but what the the use of those powers, in which their insane might do, and they did a great chief excellence consisted, even while deal, which, as I think, none but under the malady.
the insane would have undertaken. There was for many years a clergy- None of those authors who have man in the Manchester asylum, of this written expressly upon mental affecdescription; and it was thought there tions, have given a clear delineation was not a person in that large town, of the lunatic or insane character, at all equal to him in arguing upon agreeably to truth and nature; and theological subjects. His reasoning the only writers who have discovered powers were so acute, and bis know- an intimate knowledge of the subject, ledge of the scriptures so great, and are. Dr. Smollett, in his character of his application of texts so apt, that Sir Launcelot Greaves; Shakspeare, no one could refute him : and yet in his character of Hamlet; and Dr. there could be no doubt of his insa- Johnson, in his character of the Astronity. He fancied himself a duke, nomer, in bis Rasselas, Prince of though kept there upon charity; and Abissinia. In these characters we often in the midst of the most inte- are taught to respect the virtues, and resting conversations, when bis audi- intellectual powers, and attainments, tors were delighted and astonished of real lunatics. I am tempted to with the emanations of his mind, he give a long quotation from the pbilowould suddenly break off with, “but, sopher, Johnson; and had be given us gentlemen, my carriage and servants his analysis of the human mind, and have been long waiting, and I must this with the same ability with which bid you a good morning. He would he has described the operations of the then bow very politely to the company, mental functions, he would, I venture and leave the room.
to believe, have left me nothing Some time since I saw a most beau- new to say upon this part of my tiful publication, entitled “ Rural Ar- subject. chitecture.” It consisted of engraved Imlac had been giving an account designs for rural cottages, lodges, and of the Astronomer's believing that he park gates. The designs, the engrav- had the command of the clouds and ing, and the explanations, were all the weather, when it is said—"The the work of a lunatic, who, finding prince heard this narration with serithat the engraving would be the most ous regard; but the princess smiled, expensive part of the publication, and Pekuah convulsed herself with learned the art for the express pur- laughter, Ladies, said Imlac, to pose. The name of this man was T'illy mock the heaviest of human afflictions, Mathews; who was an inmate of) is neither charitable nor wise; few