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in July 1805, and on the 6th of Dec. ble, and fuses into an enamelled bead. 1806, it had become so foul as not to 3. With borate of soda it dissolves more be made to go even when two pounds readily, and fuses into a semitransluwere added to its weight. On its be- cid white globule. 4. With caustic ing taken to pieces, in all its jewelled soda it could be only partiaily fused holes the oil was very black and glu- into a white enamel. 5. The subtinous, but in the others it was quite stances of which, by an analysis, 100 fluid; and it even required great force, grains were found to be composed, and some dexterity, to draw out the are :spindle that carried the second's hand. Carbonic acid gas The clock was set a-going again next Lime

53,95 day, and continued to go well till the Oxides of manganese & iron 40 end of October 1807, when it again Water and loss

2,10 went badly, and gained very much.It was taken asunder a second time a

100 bout three weeks after this, when all the jewelled holes were extremely foul, black, and clogged ; and in separating the jewels, they were found to be SCOTTISH REVIEW. strongly adhesive, yet the oil on the pallets was very Áuid, and in a good I. The Pastoral, or Lyric Muse of state in all the brass holes.

Scotland, in three cantos, Ву Mr J. Pick, of Ipswich, has lately Hector Macneill, Esq. 4to. 7s.6d, 'analyzed a stone of the calcareous spe- Constable & Co. 1808. cies, frequently met with in that part of the country, and called by the com

name of Mr Macneill has mon people Thunder-pick, from the now for some time been a classic supposition of its falling from the clouds cal one in Scottish poetry, and has in storms of thunder and lightning - been considered not unworthy of standIt occurs in crystals weighing from 40 ing by the side of Burns. If he has to 100 grains, of a conic shape, with not the fire and enthusiasm of that a cavity at the base, extending about bard, he has more sweetness, delicacy, a fourth part down to the centre of the and simplicity. In exciting domestic crystal. Its colour varies from grey, pathos, in setting us down by the firebrown, brownish red, to almost black, side, he particularly excels. The feel. semitransparent. They are generally ings too which he excites are always discovered solitary by the husbandman of an amiable and virtuous description. when at plough, or turning up the The present poem possesses a pecuearth in any other way. When scratch- liar interest, being, as he informs us in ed with a knife, this stone has a strong his dedication, his farewell production, alliaceous or urinous smell. Its cross the last effort of his muse. fracture is fibrous, with the striæ di- We confess we have some doubts, verging nearly as from a common cen- whether, in employing himself upon tre. Its longitudinal fracture is glit- didactic poetry, Mr Macneill has al. tering, with the striæ parallel. It is together consulted the bent of his gemoderately hard, and of the specific nius. In song, in narrative, in dogravity of 2,663. Its properties, as mestic pictures, he appears to us more ascertained by examination, are as fol- completely at home. The public, low :-1. When heated upon charcoal however, from so favourite an author, before the blow.pipe, its colour disap- will no doubt receive whatever he pears, but it is infusible. 2. With pleases to bestow, with interest and phosphate of soda it is difficultly solu- gratitude.



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The principle on which Mr Mac- The plan of the poem resembles neill has founded his poem, is explain- somewhat that of the minstrel. It reed in a note of considerable length, presents an aged sire, who, driven from which bears rather the character of a his home by midnight assault and conpreliminary dissertation. It appears to flagration, fled to a sequestered spot, us very judicious, and to throw consi- with an infant boy, " alone saved of derable light on the history of our na- all his store.” This boy growing up tional music and poetry. It is a re- in tranquillity, amid scenes of rural markable fact, that the same district life, is supposed to become the foun(the south of Scotland) is the theatre der of the pastoral poetry of Scotland. at once of her rudest border lays, The first canto describes his education, which celebrate only feud, rapine, and and the first efforts of his muse. He war, and also of those songs and that then exclaims, music, which are formed only to the

But had you seen the Shepherd boy expression of tender and gentle pas- When Song and Music fired his breast, sions. The hypothesis of our author Tune the loved instruments with joy appears to us exceedingly probable, That by the Muses' skilt express'à that the two species flourished at dif- The varied Passions that confess'd ferent periods ; that the pastoral songs The power of Nature's

artless sway-, were subsequent to the feudal period,

You would have sworn the ruin'd

after the establishment of law and or.
der had put a stop to border ravage, Had wing'd its maniac way!

To reason lost-wild-unconfin'd
and consequently to the lays which it Oh! had you seen him as he stray'd,
inspired. To these Mr M. is a deci- Rapt, thro' the greenwood's lonely shade,
ded enemy, and is only surprised how When silence reign'd at even,
such compositions should ever have And heard him pour his varied song
become popular in an age of lettered Descriptive-moral-melting--strong!

Inspired by favouring Heaven, refinement. Yet, without greatly dif

You would have hail him as he stood fering from him in this opinion, we

Entranced in fond poetic mood, may observe, that as memorials of the

The genius of the grove; manners of the age, these effusions, And thought you hard by bank and though rude, certainly possess interest. spring

The pastoral lays are justly the fa- Responsive sweet! the wood-nymphs vourites of our author; and he suppo

sing ses, seemingly on good grounds, that

Of rural peace and love ! they are the production of persons in The Muses' markt, and raptured smiled, the very circumstances they describe, And as they claspt loved Nature's child and most commonly not above the si

Delighted to their breast, tuation of real shepherds. Both the In tears of joy they blest the morn

On which a Shepherd bard was born
music and words express, in a manner To charm rude minds to rest.
so lively and natural, the feelings of " And take," they cried, “ the pastoral
the human heart in such circumstances, reed
that they can hardly be supposed not That pipes to peace and pleasure,
to be the spontaneous result of those And sing while Aocks round Yarrow feed

The sweets, of rural leisure ;
In confirmation of these supposi-

Yet midst the charms that song bestows

Think of the child of sorrow,
tions, our author remarks, that the Who whelm'd to-night with warfare's
pastoral songs are full of lamentations

over the evils of feud; from which it Weeps o'er her lot to.morrow!
would appear that those had ceased

Attune the lyre ! but let it sound
only recently, and were still fresh in To every answering dale around
the minds of the composers.

The melody of woc!


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For melody and song assail

But weave the partial theme, where pity
The frozen heart, when miseries fail
To melt the infuriate foe :

Unblemish'd valour to the warrior slain;
Sad let įt ring! to Nature free!

Or, strew with flowers of praise the lo-
Unmarr'd by art trick'd minstrelsy ;
For art and nature ill agree

Unblessèd with hallowed dust, or funeral
When passion bursting speaks;

While left alone to play her part, And chaunt each mournful dirge in sor-
Deep-melting sorrow wrings the heart, row's doleful strain :
And oft the heart too, breaks !

Lured by the sounds, sad floating on the
But when Pleasure's warm sensation

Prompts the mirth-inspiring strain, Accordant to the breast of plaintive woe,
Snatch fond Youth ! the blest occasion The neighb'ring shepherds sought the
To light transport up again!

tuneful vale,
Pleasure's joys may fie to morrow, And melting heard compassion's, num-

Hail them while they kindling move! bers flow;
Life was ne'er foredoom'd to sorrow And as they felt the charm, and wept
Cheer'd with melody and love!

the blow Ever changing-ever fleeting,

Of adverse fate, they lov'd the lay that Life is but an April day,

shed Smiling--frowping--tempting--cheating! Th' embalning dew of praise on those Hail its sun-beams while they play. laid low;

For sorrow loves to hear the favourite Song and melody can lighten

dead Loads that bend the drooping soul,

Receive the look'd-for meed that cheers Gild the gloom of fate, and brighten

death's gloomy bed!
Regions darkling round the pole ;
Cheering with their warm intrusion

His lyre then proceeds to other
Iceland shivering feels the glow,
Lapland, yielding to illusion

subjects. Smiles amid eternal snow **

It sung of joys- unknown to carnage
Nor freezing blasts from Alpine height dread!

Can chill the fervent pleasure; Of charms, that soothing, gild life's fre-
Nor climes where softer charms invite, quent gloom ;
Obliterate the meastire :

Content, mild beaming round the pea.
Where'er he roams, bold, calm, or gay,

sant's shed,
Re-wake the strain which youth's blithe Comforts that cheer, and prospects that

Heard round Helvetia's steeps, Labour unfretful, yielding to the doom
Tho' nursed in war-to valour bred, That mingles worldly ill with heavenly
The soldier gone !-fame-glory fled, good;
Thinks of his home, and weeps! Till resignation, smiling to the tomb,

P. 11, Sheds mellow'd lustre o'er vicissitude The second canto recounts the Soft as mild Cynthia's rays o'er upland, themes on which he employed his

lake, and wood: muse. He begins with lamenting the It sung of war;-but war unstain'd calamities which had ensued from bor. with crime! der warfare.

It súng of strife ; —but strife with glory

crown'd; Ah! what could be, who burn'd to yield of spoils—but spoils obtained by feats relief

sublime, Without the power to succour, or to Slavery o'erwhelm'd-her captured lea.' save?

ders bound; But tune the lyre to sympathy and grief, Banners, high wav'd to victory's gladAnd sing the virtues of the fall'n and

d'ning sound brave!

Triumphant swellid to liberty and pride,

As from th'insanguined field, and corse* See Icelandic and Lapland poetry.

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(Changing to blood, famed Bannock. How oft, when fury lights the eye, barn? thy tide)

And dark revenge broods threat’ning Strode Scotia's patriot sons;—with free- nigh, dom by their side.

Thy angel form appears, But mournful was the strain, and wailGliding amid the dismal gloom, ing wild

To lull the storm, and soft illume The sound of Scotia's loss, and Scotia's

With sun-beams glanced thro' tears! woe!

Then spring the souls to raptures new, When lifeless strew'd, unhonour'd, and Unfelt by Murder's slaught’ring crew, defiled,

Till touch'd with pity's smart, On Flowden's field she saw her warriors Mild Mercy then resumes her tone, low,

And Friendship smiling on his throne, Her “ forest flowers" no more in vernal

Clasps Concord to his heart ! blow!

For touch the soul with soft delight Dazzling the raptured eye as bright That flows from guiltless pleasure, they shed

Swift, kindred charms with smiles invite Their radiance round, tu warm with To Love and social leisure : martial glow

Compared with strife, new pictures rise Each patriot breast; while waving o'er To strike, astonish, and entice their head

From crimes that blackening scare ! High tower'd the monarch oak in regal Till shudd'ring at each horror past, grandeur spread.

The ruffian turns to Heaven at last Yet, while in sorrow's tone the numbers With penitence and pray'r. rollid,

Nor ceas'd the band, till sprightly sweet Plaining and wild to faithless Fortune's

The Pastoral strains arose frown,

In cadence brisk, and numbers meet, Prophetic struck, the Scottish Muse

Care's murmurs to compose ; foretold

Each songster warbling, trill'd the wires Succeeding days of glory and renown, Wh a link'd in Union, laureil'd wreaths.

That rung to Pleasure's chaste desires

By streamlet, bank, and grove, should crown Her valiant sons, and minstrels of the Of gloomy Discord's hostile home

And echoing round the cheerless dome dale,

Breath'd Harmony and Love! And future bards in powerful accents drown

From southern Cheviot's war-stain'd Desponding murmurs, and lamenting

hills wail,

To broom fower'd Pentland's heights, And weave on Flodden-Field a Mara

and rills, mion's pictured tale.

No other tales were told ;

But milk-maids lilting at their pail, These tragic subjects, however, are And shepherdo piping in the dale, gradually · relinquished for mild and

Or wooing at the fold: pastoral themes.

Sweet were the sounds by stream and

glade Changed are the notes of cheerless woe, As pastimes echoed in the shade The strains of sorrow cease ;

While flocks and herds were roamA softer theme is heard to flow,

The heav'n-tuned song of Peace ! But sweeter still, the trysted hour
When Pily moves the ruthless breast, When lovers met in secret bower
Like Love's star glittering in the west Or ewe-bughts in the gloaming!

Peace gilds the lurid gloom,
A rosy dawn succeeds the night,
A cheering sun beams radiant bright,

At these more pleasing sounds, the All nature breathes perfume ! Minstrel crew blush, ashamed, and o Thou ! with olive garland crown'd,

drop the border lyre ; strife ceases, Meek shelt'rer of despair !

and harmony, love, and peace prevail. Sweet Sympathy! with robe unbound The poem closes with a ballad called

And throbbing bosom bare ! Dornock Ha', illustrative of the fatal Jan. 1809.


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effects of " deadly feud and black re- As a specimen of the poem, we venge" on domestic happiness. It shall give the following account of the contains much of Mr Macneill's cha- preparations for the inroad into Engracteristic excellencies; but as our ex- land, which are in a very different tracts have already been copious, we style from the preparations of modern rather chuse to refer our readers to the warfare. volume itself.

Meanwhile, the King can letters write,

Which pricking posts apace did bear To all his lords, which had delight,

With him in England arms to wear. II. The Battle of Flodden-Field ; a Poem of the Sixteenth Century.

Then every lord and knight each where, With the various readings of the Each man made haste to mend his gear,

And barons bold in muster met; different Copies, Historical Facts,

And some their rusty pikes did whet. a Glossary, and an Appendix, con

Some made a mell of massy lead, taining Ancient Poems, and Historical Matter, relating to the same Some made a helmet for the head,

Which iron all about did bind; event. By Henry Weber, 8vo. 15s.;

And some their grisly gisarings grind. 1. p. 11. 7s. 6d. Constable and Co. Some made their battle axes bright; 1808.

Some from their bills did rub the rust;

Some made long pikes, and lances light; THE

Battle of Flodden, an event Some pike-furks for to join and thrust.

at once so memorable and fatal some did a spear for weapon wield; to Scotland and to her nobles, cannot

Some did their lusty geldings try; fail to excite an uncommon degree of Some all with gold did gild their shield; interest in Scottish readers; and, ac- Some did with divers colours dye. cordingly, the present poem, though The tillmen tough their teams could making little pretensions to poetical take, merit, has acquired a considerable And to hard harness them conflate ; share of popularity. This is likely to

This is likely to One of a share can shortly make be much increased by the connection

A sallat for to save his pate. of its subject with that recently cho- Dame Ceres did unserved remain, sen by one of the most admired poets The fertile fields did lie untilled; of the present age. This work, in- Outrageous Mars so sore did reign, deed, including the appendix, contains

That Scotland was with fury filled.

P. 16. a complete collection of all the pieces in verse, and some of the most re

The following description of King markable in prose, which relate to James setting out for the war, may athat extraordinary event. The former, muse our readers. indeed, lead strongly to the conclusion, that Mr Scott's, though not the In midst of ranks there rode the king,

Onstately steed which stourly stamp'd, first verse, is the first poetry which has a goodly sight to see him fing, been written on the subject, if we ex- And how his foamy bits he champ'd, cept, at least, the beautiful little ballad, entitled, “ The Flowers of the King James thus gorgeously gan ride,

Great pleasure to his peers to see ; Forest." We approve, however, of Thus rude this prince, puff's up with the making such a collection of pieces

pride, as may throw light on a transaction Whuse lofty heart was but too high : which is interesting, not only in a na

For he thought himself a ble enough, tional, but even in an individual point

Having so mighty a multitude, of view, from the number of distin. All Europe then for to pass through, guished names connected with it. And that no hold could bim exclude;


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