Part of the 2d Volume. Six sheets in 4to, with six cuts. 25. Collection, &c. Collection of the best works written in the French language, inscribed to the amateurs of elegant typography, and of accurate editions. Vol. XXXV. and XXXVI., including the Thoughts of Blaise Pascal, Vol. I. and II. (To be continued.) Printed for and by P. Didot, Senior. Price in boards, 9 francs, ditto fine paper, 15 f.; ditto super. vellum, 30 f.. 26. Correspondence Politiques et Administrative, &c. Political and Administrative Correspondence, by J Fiévée, 8th Part. One small octavo volume. M. Fiévée is undoubtedly one of the best political writers at present living in France. Seven numbers of his correspondence have been published in the last two years and a half, all of which have created a high interest in those ranks of society where political questions are a customary topic of discourse. M. F.'s style is full of energy, and remarkably sarcastic. No wonder therefore that his publications have procured him numerous enemies. But it must be owned, his talents are not the only cause of the enmity his works have excited against him. He is not without a considerable portion of vanity; and his pamphlets, though seldom containing more than six or seven sheets of print, are never free from his own personal praise. In M. F.'s opinion, M. F. might be the best deputy, the best peer, the best minister possible, and still M. F. disdains being either minister, peer, or deputy. When a man shows such high wrought pride, he seldom persuades others; and his best reasonings, though founded on the firmest basis of truth, hardly ever succeed in making con verts. The eighth number of his work contains two supposed letters to a friend in England on the late elections. The author has drawn a very able picture of the present state of parties in France. The royalists, he says, though numerous, being without the spirit of intrigue, play a very small part in the political world, which is divided between the ministerial and independent parties. The latter is what was formerly called the revolutionary. The ministerials vill, soon or late, unite with the independents, and then attribute the misfortune of France to the obstinacy of the royalists. A short time before the election began, a novel was published, called the Farmer and the Nobleman. This work was full of revolutionary principles, and intended to level all distinction of ranks. M. F. asks, why the nobility are constantly a butt to attacks in a monarchy, whereof that same nobility form a constitutional part, and where the king daily creates new dukes, marquisses, counts, or barons. The inthrow an odium or a ridicule upon one of tention of government can hardly be to its fundamental institutions. And M. F. concludes very rightly, we imagine, by saying to government; either abolish nobility, or take care that your nobility be respected. The nobles, perhaps you will say, show high pretensions, and threaten to overthrow the constitution. But that argument cannot hold, after recollecting that the nobility are no more, as formerly, a body, and that a nobleman has no other influence than what his personal riches can give him. At present in France, a Montmorency, if depriv ed of 3000 fr. landed income, cannot be come a deputy, and has, in fact, less influence than the rich farmer, his neighbour. This consideration leads M. F. to another of high importance. The peerage is the body representing the aristocratical power: its influence ought to be great enough to balance the favours of the court, and the independent principles of the deputics Many peers, however, have not even the means to keep a coach; 10,000 francs a-year is the income fixed for a baron. A peer of Great Britain would cut but a sorry figure with L. 400 a-year. The consequence of the want of landed property in the Chamber of Peers, and the democratical spirit of the late election law, have already had one natural consequence: we mean, that in the last elections, the monied men have had a decided advantage over the landholders; and this, which, according to M. F. would be unfortunate in all countries, is still more so in France, where commerce is only a secondary interest. M. F. states, not without foundation, that the man whose property is all in money, must naturally feel less interested in the prosperity of his country than the landholder, whose private happiness is attached to the soil. M. F.'s pamphlet concludes with a few observations on the liberty of the press. This is the weakest part of his work. It contains, however, some excellent ideas, among which we have remarked what M. F. says on the unfortunate state of a nation, where the public opinion is not regulated by the Chambers. We have now said enough to give bur readers an idea of M. F.'s work, and shall conclude with quoting a singular fact. A little while before the last election, the Lord Privy Seal, Baron Pasquier, wrote to the prefect of a department, where ministers found some opposition:-" What am I to think of a prefect who cannot guerre de la 28. Memoire sur la Vendée, in 1815, &c. Memoirs of the War in the Ven dée in 1815, by the Baron de Canuel, Lieutenant-General of the Royal armies. With a map of the Theatre of the War, and a Portrait of the Marquis de la Roche Jaquelein. 1 vol. 8vo. 29. Des Libertés, &c. On the Liberties of the Gallican Church, &c. by D. Baillet, one of the Librarians of the Library of Versailles. (Pamphlet.) 30. Appreciation, &c. The project of a Law concerning the three Concordats appreciated; by J. D. Lanjuinais, Peer of France. (Pamphlet.) 31. Essai sur l'Indifférence, &c. Essay on Indifference in matters of Religion, vol. 1. (To be continued.) 32. La Revelation prouvée par elle même, &c. Revelation proved by itself; a work intended to penetrate young people with the truths of the Christian doctrine, and to prevent their falling into irreligion. (Pamphlet.) 33. Les Conversations Maternelles, Maternal Conversations, by Madame Dufresnoy. 2 vols. 18mo. 34. Euvres de F. G. J. S. Andrieur, &c. The works of F. G. J. S. Andrieux, with cuts. 3 vols. 8vo. M. A. is a very agreeable poet and theatrical writer. His best comedy is called Les Etourdis, (The Wild Young Man.) He has also composed one called The Old Fop; the principal character and chief scene of which are taken from the English comedy of The Clandestine Marriage. Last year, M. A. gave a piece called The Actress; very ably written, but of à rather immoral tendency: The intention of the author appearing to be a wish to prove that an actress is not an unfit match for a nobleman. M. A.'s fugitive poems are agreeable and fluent compositions. This is the first time that his works have been published collectively. 35. Histoire des Républiques Italiennes, &c. A history of the Italian Republics de Sismondi. of the middle ages; by C. L. Sismonde Vols. XII. XIII. and XIV. 8vo. (To be continued.) 36. Histoire des guerres du Vivarais, &c. The History of the wars in Vivain favour of the Royal cause, from the rais and the neighbouring Provinces, Establishment of the camp at Talès in 1790, to 1816; by Andéol Vincent, &c. 1 vol. 8vo. 37. De quelques abus, &c. On some Abuses introduced into the 12mo. 39. Galerie Morale et Politique, &c. Count de Segur. 1 vol. Moral and Political Gallery, by the 40. Observations Critiques, &c. Critical Observations on the work called the Genius of Christianity; by i vol M. de Châteaubriand, &c. 8vo. 41. Les Folies du Siècle, &c. The Follies of the Age, a philoso phical Novel. I vol. 8vo. This novel is not so much a philosophical as a political work, chiefly intended to flatter the ministry, and to shew that the plans followed by the present ministers are thor, who has not thought fit to put his the best and the wisest possible. The auname on the title page, supposes a young man returned from his travels, with high flown German ideas; his family, honest citizens of Paris, unable to understand him, at last believe that he has lost his senses; and, by the advice of the family doctor, his father leads him to a private madhouse. There he finds several lunatics, which gives the author an opportunity of painting the different parties which divide France at the present moment. The style of this work is remarkably agreeable and witty. Few works read more fluently. It is a pity that the author has not shown a more independent spirit, which might have given a great interest and much piquant to his tale. Paris, January 5, 1818, ORIGINAL POETRY. ORIGINAL POETRY BY BURNS. [The following unpublished reliques of our immortal Bard were lately communicated to us from a highly respectable quarter. We quote one short passage from the very obliging letter that accompanied them: As every thing that fell from the pen of Burns is worthy of preservation, I transcribe for your Miscellany the complete copy of a song which Cromek has printed, (page 423 of his vol.) in an unfinished state,-together with two fragments that have never yet been published. The originals of these I possess in the handwriting of their unfortunate Author, who transmitted them inclosed in letters to a constant friend of his through all his calamities, by whom they were finally assigned to me."] Here's Maitland, and Wycombe, and wha does na like 'em, Be built in a hole o' the wa'! Here's timmer that's red at the heart, Here's a health to them that's awa, Though bred amang mountains o' snaw. Shall never be forgot; 'Tis shrined amid the holy throng; To make the earth by freemen trod, And thou wert one of these; 'twas thine, A myrtle wreathe was on thy blade, Which broke before its cause was won!Thou, to no sordid fears betrayed, Mid desolation undismayed, Wert mighty, though undone ; No terrors gloomed thy closing scene, In danger and in death serene! Though thou hast bade our world farewell, And left the blotted lands beneath, ON THE DEATH OF THE PRINCESS OH! life is but the bubble That haunts a sick man's dream. An hour of hard mischances, Alike are doom'd to woe; The bitterest waters flow. May soonest tempt the eye. In the sight of a pure father Is virtue's talisman. Our Charlotte's heart was warm; Her soul escap'd from harm. Where nature is most drear, Lay couch'd on the cold earth. For her, in many a cottage A morning prayer was said, Bade bless the Royal Maid. They could not find at home. In the same genial zone, "Twas love, 'twas joy, 'twas duty; The rainbow in its beauty, "Twas too intense to last. My tears are for the woman, They flow not for the Queen, Who to the world had shown, The poor man's star arising, The poor man's promis'd queen. The golden age again, The theme of proudest story Had been our Charlotte's reign. To measure future kings, No yoke but love to bear, Had flourished free and fair. In peril's hour so strong. To woes she counts her own, Of blessedness or tears. Of beauty and of health. Oh! woe for the lov'd lady, Her hopes were at the height; She ween'd that fate was ready To give a king to light. Alas! the sad disaster, The grave became her throne, Yet on her heart's last gleaming When all but pain had fled. That fell so fast around. Ten hundred thousand mothers Had watch'd beside her bed; Ten hundred thousand fathers Have wept the lady dead. THE POOR MAN'S LABOUR. My pains are o'er; behold your son! Thank heaven, sweet partner, he replied, The poor boy's labour's then begun. Alas! the hapless life she gave, By fate was doom'd, to cost her own, My childhood's devious steps to guide, Or bid my vent'rous youth, beware, The griefs, that smote, on every side; Still, 'twas a changing round of woe, Woe, never ending, still begun, That taught my bleeding heart, to know, The poor man's labour's never done. Soon dies the fault'ring voice of fame, The vows of love, too warm to last, And friendship! what a faithless dream! And wealth's! how soon the glare is past! But sure, one hope remains to save; The longest course must soon be run, And, in the shelter of the grave, The poor man's labour must be done. |