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London Reviewer (Newspaper) - September 28, 1834, London, Middlesex THE SEPTEMBER THE WEEKLY The Last Days of By the Author of 11 London PUBLISHED These volumes are just come to our By the remains of the buried BULWER has with a powerful and affecting the Latt Days of His heroes are an a sort of or confined by circumstance and a proselyte and martyr to incipient His heroine is a blind the victim of her own solitary fate and passionate With no time for we at once proceed to lay before our readers the following miscellaneous extracts from tha profoundly interesting volumes before NATURAL Is nature ordinarily so unattractive asked the To the An aus tere but scarcely a wise Pleasure de lights in contrasts it is from dissipation that we learn to enjoy and from dissipa So think the young philosophers of the rejpied the Egyptian they mistake las situde for and imagine because they are sated with they know the delight of But not in such jaded bosoms can na ture awaken that enthusiasm which alone draws from her chaste reserve all her unspeakable beauty she demands from not the exhaustion of pas but all that fervour from which you only in adoring a young the moon revealed herself in visions of light to it was after a day not among the feverish haunts of but on the still mountains and in the solitary valleys of the DINNER At that instant the slaves bearing a tray covered with the preparative initia of the Amidst delicious fresh herbs strewed with anchovies and were ranged small cups of diluted wine sparingly miTed with As these were placed onthe young slaves bore round to each of the five guests for there wsre no more the silver basin of perfumed water and napkins edged wifli a purple But the ffidiie ostentatiously drew forth his own which was of so fine a but in which the fringe was twice as and wiped bis hands with the parade of a man who felt he wag calling for A splendid mappa that Of said Clodius the fringe is as broad as a girdle A trifle my Clodius a trifle They tell me this stripe is the latest fashion at Rome But Glaucus attends to these things more than 4 Be O Bacchuil said inclining reverentially to a beautiful image of the god placed in the centre of the at the corners of which stood the Lares and the The guests followed the and sprinkling the wine on the they performed the wonted This the convivialists reclined themselves on the and the business of the hour May this cup be my last 1 said the young as the cleared of its first stimulants was now loaded with the substantial part of the and the ministering slave poured forth to him a brimming 1 May this cup be my but it is the best wine I have drunk at Pompeii 1 Bring hither the ara and read its date and its The slave hastened toinform the party that the scroll fastened to the cork betokened its birth from and its age a ripe fifty How deliciously the snow has cooled it said Panaa it is just enough 4 It is like the experi ence of a man who has cooled his pleasures suffici ently to give them a exclaimed It is like a womans added Glaucus it cools but to inflame the LOVE AS PAiNtED BY It is onlybefore we love that we might ima gine that our poets have truly described the passion instant the sun all the stars that had shone in his absence vanish into The poeti exist only in the night of the heart they are no thing to us when we feel the full glory of the COMBAT IN THE We have to observe that both the combat ants have been victorious in one species of com but that Lydon is young and and only stimulated by the hope that the prize will buy his fathers Throughout that mighty assembly there now ran an universal the people breathed more and resettled them selves in their A grateful shower was cast over every from the concealed In cool and luxurious pleasure they talked over the late spectacle ol Eumolpos removed his and wiped his brows his closecurled hair and short his noble Roman features and bright dark attracted the general He wag The Editor and proclaimed as Nigers wound disabled him from again entering the Lydon was to be the successor to tin slaughtered and the new combatant of added if thou wouldst decline the combat with one so brave and thou mayest have full liberty to do Eumolpus is not the anta gonist that was originally decreed for Thou knowest best how far thou canst cope with H thou thy doom is honourable death if thou out of my own purse I will double ine stipulated The people shouted ap Lydon stood in the gazed around nigh lie beheld the pale the straining eK8 ot his He turned uwuy irresolute for a No 1 the conquest of the cebtus was not had not yet won the price of vic father was still u slave 1 Noble tedile I he in a firm and deep I shrink not from this For the honour of I demand that one trained by its longcelebrated Lanista shall do battle with this Roman The people shouted louder than Four to one against Lydon I said Clodius to I would not take twenty to one Eu molpus is a very and this poor fellow is but a tyro Eumolpus gazed hard on the face of Lydon he smiled yet the smile was followed by a slight and scarce audible touch of compassionate which custom conquered moment the heart acknowledged And now clad in complete the sword the visor the two last combatants of the arena ere at was matched with beast stood opposed to each It was just at this time that a letter was delivered to the Prretor by one of the attendants of the arena he removed the over it for a countenance betrayed surprise and He reread the and then Tush 1 it is impossible man must be even in the to dream of such follies it carelessly and gravely settled himself once more in the attitude of attention to tha The interest of the public was wound up very Eumolpus had at first won their favour but the gallantry of and his welltimed allusion to the Lonour of the Pompeian bad afterwards given the latter the preference in their 1 old fellow said Medons neighbour to 1 Your son is hardly matched but never the Editor will not permit him to be nor the people neither he has behaved too bravely for Ha 1 that was a home thrust well by Pollux I At him Lydon stop to breathe 1 What art thou old boy Prayers 1 answered with a more calm and hopeful mien than he had yet Prayers 1 trifles The time for gods to carry a man away in a cloud is gone Jupiter what a blow 1 Thy side care of thy Lydon 1 There was a convulsive tremor throughout the A fierce blow from full on the had brought Lydon to his has it I cried a shrill female voice he has it It was the voice of the girl who had so anxiously anticipated the sacrifice of some criminal to the Be child said the wife of Non habet is not wounded I wish he if only to spite old surly muttered the Meanwhile had hitherto defended himself with great skill and began to give way before the vigorous as saults of the practised Roman his arm grew his eye be breathed hard and The combatants paused again for Young said in a low desist I will wound thee slightly then lower thy arms thou hast propitiated the Editor and the mob thou wilt be honourably saved 1 And my father still enslaved groaned Lydon to No death or his At that and seeing his strength not being equal to the endurance of the every thing depended on a sudden and desperate he threw himself fiercely on Eumolpus the Roman warily Lydon thrust drew himself sword grazed his breast of Lydon was Roman plunged his sword through the joints of the not to inflict a deep wound weak and fell right on the point it passed through and even to the back Eumolpus drew forth his blade Lydon still made an effort to regain his sword left his he struck mechanically at the gladiator with his naked and fell prostrate on the arena With one accord Editor made the signal of officers of the arena ap took off the helmet of the van He still breathed hii eyes rolled fiercely on his foe the savqgeness he had acquired in his culling glared from his and lowered upon the brow darkened already with the shades of death with a convulsive with a half he lifted his eyes They rested not on the face of the nor on the pitying brows of his relenting He saw them they were as if the vast space was desolate and pale agonising face alone was all he recognised one cry of a broken heart was all amidst the murmurs and the shouts of the reached his The ferocity vanished from his brow a a expression of sanctifying but despairing filial love played over his darkened His face suddenly became locked and resuming its former He fell upon the Look to said the he has done his duty THE BLIND FLOWERGIRLS Buy my The Blind Girl comes from afar If the Earth be us fair as 1 hear them These Flowers her children are Do they her beauty kceii They are fresh from her I know For I caught them fast asleep In her arms an hour With the air which is her Her soft anil delicate Over them murmuring low On their lips her sweet kiss lingers And their cheeks with tender tears are For she gentle mother As morn and night her watch she With a yearning heart and a possionate care To see the young things grow fair She weeps love she weeps And the dews are the tears slie From the well of a mothers love Ye have a world of Where Love in the lovU rejoices But the Blind Girls home is the House of And its Beings arc empty As one in the realm I stand by the streams of woe I hear the vain shadows I feel their soft breath at my And I thimt the lovd to And I stretch my fond arms And catch but a shapeless For the living are ghosts to Come buy I Hark how the sweet things For they have a voice like ours The breath of the Blind Girl closes The leaves of the saddening r We are we sons of Light We shrink from this child of Night From the grasp of the Blind Girl free us We yearn for the eyes that see We are for Night too In your eyes we behold the O buy the flowers I By Tales for the British London To be candid with she ought not to have suffered her series of tales to be published without their being subjected to the revision and emendation of some cooler reasoner than from whose hands they might have come purified and free from We respect and honour the feelings of and are perfectly aware of the arduousness of the task of writing temperately upon subjects of such a heart and soulharrowing nature as are the wrongs of Ireland but Can dida herself must be as much aware as that it is by temperate writing and speaking only that those wrongs can be redressed and the great work of Irelands redemption Can dida is a clever who writes as she strongly there are many good things in this series of and she will But we advise to apply the pruning knife to her effusions to destroy with critical ruthless ness every thing that smacks of imprudent reflec tion to depend more upon argument than decla above all not only to write iu good but also to let her writings indicate A man in a passion is unsightly but when a lady loses her temper it ii Many of the sentiments and expressions are by far too masculine and we would advise to eschew all reflections upon stale ladies cocking their and perching themselves on their centre of and naughty The situation of the first we hope she knows no thing and of the thoughts and feelings last we will truat she Her defence of certain ladies does credit to her but they are people of whom the world knows and your world is too narrow hearted to feel any interest in private s work is dedicated to whom she styles the man of all the She informs and that her sheets have been composed by a feeble but zealous labourer in the vineyard of holy for the honour of our common and the benefit of the oppressed and afflicted In such a cause the meanest exertions are entitled to respect Candida would obtain more than respect but for the errors we have noticed in her however it may indicate her proves her to at not the most prudent of the zealous workers of the good She is not aware whilst inveigh ing against the scandalmongers of she herself stands a fair chance ofbeing classed among Having said thus much of the errors of Candida we shall proceed to lay before our readers some of its better the quaint ness and occasional power of which enable us to form high expectations of this fair champion of Erins WICKED Be it to all the sons of and daughters of that he is a playful little urchin a obtrusive sieeven deceiver with familiarity and impudence peculiarly his enters every every from the palace to the He waives all etiquette and be the company ever or se he bolts without even the politeness of Paul to hope he dont He then practices his gambols without remorse or on lords gay and ladies and having feasted his he wings his flight leaving pure and spotless ever after the town He a and arrows of gold and which he shoots indiscriminately and When intent on sheer wickedness to the human he discharges one of each at his victimSk With the gold he instantly sets one heart in the lead petrifies the other to ice or the one burns with the other mortally hates this is the confection of but the wretch knows no Poor Apollo and Daphne are miserable instances he blazed like she was frozen as the Poles he she fled she for he for He wooed and and prayed her to vowing to he did not mean to tear her or eat her all his while bone and sinew she sped her like the light wind before The whole like hound and they coursed till at length poor Daphne quite exhaused and and was seen no more But on the to his utter a laurel instantly sprung and evergreen from this he plucked u yet and as it dreading his touch he carries it still about in remembrance of and to this day the laurel is borne as the em blem of wo know not by our heroes of hundred Gentle marvel uot at all for every amour has its and wicked Cupid is the cause of The poor country rector is not less to be pitied than the hapless tor Cupid on quitting the straddles himself on the back of a a hay or corn flock of fruit every thing and then goes and all round and kindles in the susceptible hearts of the humane reverends within his a most incorrigible for all those good things not forgetting the widows or the iron while boiling a few pota toes for her starving Wicked Cupid per suades the poor that the widows poor pot and are good things but the cruel wretch never inspires him with an for the tenth of the helpless THE TYRANT Whig and Tory are only two names of the fac tions into which the the arch enemy of the King and people have divided themselves for the purpose ofcrushing plundering Look around 1 is there a people in the world so and as the people of those or a family in the realm so con as the royal family By whom is this done by the who restrain and plun der King and people at and hold their will and pleasure as the measure of right and Like blacklegs in a the Tories pre tend a zeal for the dignitaries and prerogative of the King the Whigs stand they for the rights and liberties of the people thus theyset the King and people at one The King is persuaded that his people are disaffected to he adds new restraints on their the people are taught to look with terror and distrust on their The Aristocracy gloat on all re strict the plunder the and monopo lize the wealth of the whole It is an organ of the noble machine for de grading human multiplying criminals and giving additional strength and solidity to the dronish ravenous hive of Primogeniture gives to one of and that often the worst or no all to make him it gives him the whole property of the tor the robbery and degra dation of the rest of the however nume above eight or nine are cast by this brutal unchristian penal i The favoured one looks at this with savage Thua we see how this allimpious law extinguishes all the charities of human nature severs the bonds of and the dearest kindred alien ates from each other those who ought to be mutu ally most dear and sows the seeds of and discord for ever between down to his illacquired wealth like a u till he consume it or hies off to the net of And squanders it and other infamous haunts of foreign where in one night he spends a years writes to bis goodly to aid carry stop at nothing to furnish a fresh flupptj for his career of i have while the 44 property pisses to the lucky eldest the younger pretty often for out of the public THE LADIES OF But the Kerry ladies who that but ad and esteems The French Indies may be and English grave as Cardi but oh 1 the Kerry I they dre nals and charm of their and soul and endearment the and for theLadies of should like to be acquainted with A MILITARY HERO 1 44 The brutal inhumanity of certain redoubts was of a piece with their meannessand On a Sabbathday agoodly commanding officer was lead ing the men to The day was wet and tempestuous in the depth of winter the way broken full of ruts and cavities in many parts and in all scarcely The big drummer as Le went occasionally made a long step across a to avoid tumbling into which caused the druin to bound a The Commanderobserved and swore if he did again he would yerely punish the SQQB met another broad and that entirely crossed his so he had to step as ba fore on the poor man was instantly and ordered off to the He was next day tried drumhead courtmartial for disobe dience of and sentenced to two hundred every one of which he The offi in the first remonstrated against the severity and cruelty of punishing the man under the but in vain the thirst for in humanity was so the Commander was inex They persisted under the guise of and a solemn if they would find the it would be only and never those firm and manly good eapy and sentenced the prisoner as above This same commanding officer wantonlyT in cold cut down a man in the He did not entirely assassinate him he only pearly severed the shoulder from his neck and for this brutal the gentle Commander was dismissed but through the abundant humanity of the highett quarter then known to he was restored 111 But lie was a million of power and and a bantling of the Some time after his wise and merciful this good commanding in the depth of on a tempestuous day of und ordered every woman and child in the barracks to be turned out at a mo ments The order was promptly exe cuted aud every woman and young and sick and were driven like delin or to perish the by the inclemency of the without
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