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Thy sparkling glance, and hasty run,
Thy gladness, when the task was done,

And gained thy mother's knee:-,
Thy gay, good-humoured, childish ease,
And all thy thousand arts to please!
• Where are they -And where, oh where,

The eager fond caress ?
The blooming cheek, so fresh and fair,

The lips, all sought to press ? -
The open brow, and laughing eye,
The heart, that leaped so joyously?

(Ah! had we loved them less !)
Yet there are thoughts can bring relief
Apd sweeten even this cup of grief.
• What hast thou 'scaped ?-A thorny scene,

A wilderness of woe ;
Where many a blast of anguish keen

Had taught thy tears to flow?
Perchance some wild and withering grief,
Had sered thy summer's earliest leaf,

In these dark bowers below!
Or, sickening chills of hope deferred,
To strife thy gentlest thoughts had stirred !
• What hast thou 'scaped ?-Life's weltering sea,

Before the storm arose ;
Whilst yet its gliding waves 'were free

From aught that marred repose !
Safe from the thousand throes of pain,
Ere sin or sorrow breathed a stain

Upon thine opening rose :
And who could calmly think of this,

envy thee thy doom of bliss ?
• 1 culled from home's beloved bowers,

To deck thy last long sleep;
The brightest-hued, most fragrant flowers

That summer's dews may steep ;-
The rose-bud, emblem meet, was there,
The violet blue, and jasmine fair,

That, drooping, seemed to weep :-
And, now, I add this lowlier spell ;-

pp. 79–82. We must make room for the following beautiful sonnet.

• Never did music sink into my soul
So silver sweet,' as when thy first weak wail
On my 'rapt ear in doubtful murmurs stole,
Thou child of love and promise!-What a tale

Of hopes and fears, of gladness and of gloom,
Hung on that slender filament of sound i
Life's guileless pleasures, and its griefs profound
Seemed mingling in thy horoscope of doom.
Thy bark is launched, and lifted is thy sail
Upon the weltering billows of the world.
But oh! may winds far gentler than have hurled
My struggling vessel on, for thee prevail :
Or, if thy voyage must be rough, mayst thou

scape the storm and be-as blest as I am now!' p. 97. A limited edition of these poems was first printed for private circulation ; and it was the favourable notice which they attracted, that encouraged the Author to give them to the public. We are glad to perceive that a third edition is already announced, so that the public seem to have been, in this instance, before-band with us. But we could not pass over a volume of such modest pretensions, displaying at the same time so much genuine poetical feeling, sensibility, and refinement.

Art. IX. Time's Telescope for 1824; or a complete Guide to the Al

manack: containing an Explanation of Saints' Days and Holidays; with Illustrations of British History and Antiquities, &c. Astronomical Occurrences in every Month, and the Naturalist's Diary. To which are prefixed Outlines of Historical and Physical Geography; and an introductory Poem on Flowers. By Ber

nard Barton. 12mo. pp. 330. Price 9s. London. 1824. WE have more than once noticed the former volumes of this

very agreeable miscellany, and we must do the ingenious Editor the justice to report, that his eleventh volume is by no means inferior in point of merit or variety to its predecessors. The work is, indeed, kept up with great spirit, and no pains have been spared to render it as useful as it is entertaining. Among the novelties in the present volume are, the Outlines of Geography contributed by Dr. Myers of Blackheath, to whom, it appears, that the public are also indebted for the astronomical portion of the work; the introductory poem by Bernard Barton; the Methods of Treatment' recommended by the Royal Humane Society-these have been attached, at the Society's expense, to the principal Annual pocket-books, and ought to be in every one's possession; a portrait of Captain Parry, and two woodcut representations of Esquimaux costume ; and the usual poetical gleanings from contemporary and anonymous writers. It indicates a striking improvement in public taste, that many of the most elegant of these poetical pieces, are gathered from

the periodical works of the day. The following beautiful
stanzas appeared in the Literary Gazette.

• Creature of air and light,
Emblem of that which may not fade or die!

Wilt thou not speed thy flight
To chase the south wind through the sunny sky?

What lures thee thus, to stay

With Silence and Decay,
Fix'd on the wreck of dull Mortality ?

The thoughts once chamber'd there
Have gather'd up their treasures, and are gone !

Will the dust tell us where.
They that have burst the prison-house are flown?

Rise, nursling of the Day,

If thou wouldst trace their way!
Earth has no voice to make the secret known.

· Who seeks the vanish'd bird
-By the forsaken nest and broken shell ?

Far thence he sings unheard,
Yet free and joyous midst the woods to dwell !

Thou, of the sunshine born,

Take the bright wings of morn!

Thy hope calls heavenward from yon ruined cell.? There are some very pleasing lines on the death of Bloomfield by Bernard Barton; but they are too long to transcribe. Some of the poems are not attributed to their proper authors. The Sonnet to December, taken from the Literary Gazette, is by Henry Kirke White. The stanzas at p. 182. beginning,

• 4 I saw a dew-drop, cool and clear,' is by one of the well known Authors of Hymns_for Infant Minds, and appeared in the Associate Minstrels. The following elegant and touching lines occur under the notice of the late Marchioness of Worcester's death. • The time,' it is stated, “was so short between her illness and her death, that • the artificial flowers were suffered to remain in her hair.'

* Those roses glittering o'er her pallid brow,
Why shine they full of life and freshness now,
When she, their lovely wearer, sinks in death,
And every sigh but seems her parting breath!
Alas, faļse wreaths! had you light tendrils been,
Such as in summer's brightning bowers are seen,
Mournful would droop each trivial leaf and flower,
And die with her they graced in life's gay hour;
Nor, like these fair companions of her doom,
As radiant grace her revels and her tomb.'


Art. X. Suffolk Words and Phrases ; or an Attempt to collect the

Lingual Localisms of that County. By Edward Moor, F. R. S. F. S. A. 12mo. pp. XX., 526. Woodbridge. 1823. THE East country' was thought by Grose scarcely to afford

a sufficiency of local words to form a division of the Provincial Glossary. "Whereas the leading words in this collection of Suffolcisms exceed two thousand five hundred! The learned Compiler, already well known to the public as the Author of a treatise on Hindu Infanticide, on his return, after twenty years absence, to his native country, was much struck with the recurrence of long forgotten provincialisms, which produced, as they fell on his ear, a sensation similar to the welcome sight of an old friend' Mr. Wilbraham's Cheshire Glossary first suggested the idea of publishing a collection of the lingual peculiarities of East Anglia. As he proceeded in the compilation, he was surprised to find the number of words common to Scotland and Suffolk,- more probably than are

common to Suffolk and Essex.' These, he imagines, may be referred to a common Saxon origin.

We confess that we do not attach much importance to such collections in a philological point of view; for etymology rè. ceives but little illustration from by far the larger portion of these provincial vulgarisms; yet, they are often curious and highly amusing. To a Suffolk man, the volume will afford a fund of entertainment: others will almost find its hard to believe that such a language passed for English in the nineteenth century. And why should Suffolcisms be less interesting or venerable, or less entitled to be perpetuated, than the lingo which gives so much effect to the low dialogue in the Scotch novels ? We cannot but wish, however, that Mr. Moor had not admitted so many mere vulgarisms in pronunciation, as they add to the bulk, without enhancing the value of the volume. Such elegant variations as gollop for gallop, nut for not, sile for soil, siller for cellar, ondeniable, neest for nest, fust for first, and a thousand others, come under the general description of a peculiarity of pronunciation with regard to the clipped or lengthened vowels; but they do not amount to a corruption of the words, nor have any claim to be recorded as lingual localisms. Very few, if any of these, are confined to Suffolk. Of sheer provincialisms we have some exquisite specimens in

• Farrisee. Pronounced like Pharisee--a Fairy. Fairidge in Norfolk. The green circlets in pastures we call Farrisee-rings.

*Jingo. By Jingoma well known oath-sometimes, I think, by St. Jingo. I was not aware there was such a saint, or of the origin of the oath ; until circumambulating the lake of Geneva, we came to a Vol XXI. N.S.


town beautifully situated opposite Vevay, called St. Gingoulph, and pronounced like our Jingo, with the initial softened.

• Jobanowl. A thick-headed fellow. Nowl is a name of the head with us. Under Jobbernoule, Nares explains it-" thick head, blockhead; from jobbe, dull in Flemish, and cnol, a head, Saxon : used as an appellative of reproach."

• Now miller, miller, dustipoul,
I'll clapper-claw thy jobbernoul.

Old Play.' • Gumshun. Cleverness, talent-used quaintly. He has some gumshun in him," is as much as to say, he is no fool. This word seems to be in use in other parts. Gumption occurs in the Bridal of Triermain, Canto I., and in other recent Scottish works. “ As muckle gumpshion as Tammy," I lately read in a Scotch magazine.

Gumsbus or Rumgumshus. Quarrelsome, offensive, obstinate. “ Come-don't you be rumgumshus.”_" A fared kienda rumgum. shus”—this would apply to an unmanageable man or horse.

• Peterman.' The name by which we formerly called, and perhaps do still call, the Dutch fishing vessels that frequented, or frequent, our eastern coasts and ports-particularly, as far as I am concerned, Bawdsey-ferry, and Hollesley. bay. They were also called Peter boats. From Nares I find these terms not local.

• « Moreover there are a great number of other kind of fishermen belonging to the Thames, called Hebbermen, Petermen, and Trawlermen."

Howel's Londinop • Goochy. India Rubber.'

Can there be any connexion between this last word and the name of the worthy member for Suffolk ?— These must suffice as specimens; we have taken them at random, and have been obliged to pass over some highly entertaining articles on account of their length. Some unexpected illustrations occur of the obsolete terms which have puzzled commentators, occurring in our old poets. But old Tusser is the poet for Suffolcisms, and the copious citations from his “ Five Hundred Points," contribute not a little to the interest of the work. We are rather surprised at not finding any reference to our old friend Bloomfield, the Suffolk Poet: the word Horkey, which he has rendered familiar to us, is not even noticed by Mr. Moor. This is an inexcusable oversight. Northamptonshire has a poet and a lingo of its own; but it might bave been worth while to consult John Clare's Poems, as we suspect that some Suffolcisms might be detected in them. Many of these provincialisms are very extensively prevalent. The appropriation of Christian names to birds is very general, as Robin Redbreast, Jenny Wren, Jenny-crudle, and Jenny-hulet, Tom Tit

, Dicky-bird, Poll Parrot, Jack Daw, Ralph,fora raven, and Madge for a magpie. Philip for a sparrow, Jacob for a starling, and

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