To him the Bear: "Who better plays his part At least you will not fail for want of pains." The previous sarcasm on the Bear's unfitness Though Hockley is no more, you still may witness The Bull was next expos'd to nomination, And last the Mule, oh! tell it not in Gath! My Ass, console thyself; the time is coming, And puissant peers thy proud pretensions own, His allusions to the foibles of individuals are poignant without being ill-tempered. In complaining of the frivolousness of society, and the ennui of a town life, he makes us smile at the vacant indolence of a lounging man of letters. If the cap fits any one of our friends in particular, they must take their share of the verse without being angry at the Poet, for we may be quite sure that he has not spared himself. 'Or if foul fiends and phantoms will intrude It is some consolation, when they work ill, To thee, gay Gundimore, thy flowers and fountain, It seems as if thy genius took a mountain That Mr. Nor what Sir -'s, with lady a sinner: What d'ye call him? has a year. I never sit ten minutes after dinner. Nor when digestion has her hands full, piece VOL. XXI. NO. LXII. I I No No common jokes I heed, or friends who bring 'em, I recollect I never want to swing 'em, I shun whatever causes bile or vapours, I hear not of the stocks, nor read the papers, Yet rise one point above mere passive pleasure; Berni illustrates it in choicest measure; All guests an amorous fairy ran to earth, While these their time in feasts and fooling fleeted, And slept, by turns. Another was possess'd Nor lack'd they matter for their waking dreams : To lie at gaze, and count the ceiling beams, Then, when they had for somewhile slept and eat, D'ye hear those fools above? they're needs well met; Yawn down his soup, and say " I-th... ink-so too."† * Administered in sandwiches with a small bonus of beef, it produces a slight galvanic effect. Those who desire to see what use Mr. Rose has made of the autographic portrait of Berni may consult the Orlando Innamorato (lib. 3. cant. 7. st. 35, &c.) and the Life of Leo X. (vol. iii.) where it has been quoted by Mr. Roscoe, whose observations are extremely judicious. But But other mooncalf's mine. By Chewton's dingle, What time tall breakers tumble on the beach, Mark the beach'd buss and fish-boat homeward steer'd, To th' elements in arms, their march and muster; "Hath set the troubled waters in a roar." Then seek my cell and books, and trim my hearth, A crack-brain'd knave, that often makes me mirth : But give my fountain vent, and set it spouting, Mr. Rose has infused a new life into his model, but he is endowed with such a happy vein of originality, that we sincerely regret that he has chosen rather to be an imitator than an inventor, particularly as the species of composition which he has copied, however ably executed, can only be considered as marring the beauty, and destroying the utility, of the fictions of Esop. Somewhat similar is the Hind and the Panther. Nothing can surpass the admirable versification of that poem, yet Dryden has denaturalized the character of the apologue and of the animals which appear in it; and his talents have not protected him * The Solent, or Solent-sea, is the channel between the Isle of Wight and mainland. II 2 against against the criticisms which he deserves. Voltaire has justly censured La Fontaine himself, whose later fables are expanded to a greater length than his earlier ones. Besides, the poet must write without shewing himself on the stage, and without any tincture of ridicule or sarcasm. Esop is neither laborious, nor witty, nor impassioned: he observes the scenes which nature has presented to him, and he reports them with the impartiality of nature. It will appear from our observations on the Animali Parlanti, that, according to the Italian classification, the satirical poem neither seeks to surprize us by varied incident, nor to move us by exalted sentiments. It is a poem in which the action and the personages are only subservient instruments employed to lead us to despise the opinions which we venerate, and to laugh at events in which we sympathise. Therefore the persons speak more than they act. On the contrary, it is the end and object of romantic poetry, that, through its medium, this rude world may appear more interesting than it actually is. The romantic poet seeks to astonish his readers by marvellous adventures, by human characters which range above mortality, by chivalrous exploits, by excessive tenderness and heroism, sometimes exaggerated even into absurdity. Poets of this class profit by any theme which presents itself: they are capable of bestowing animation upon any object, therefore they do not reject the ludicrous scenes which happen to fall in their way; but they never go a step out of it to search for them. Such are the poems on Charlemaine and his Peers by Pulci, Boiardo, Berni, and Ariosto. The Prospectus and Specimen of the National Work by William and Robert Whistlecraft' has undoubtedly been suggested by these poems, and most particularly by the Morgante Maggiore, of which we shall speak anon; but there is oue important difference between them. The English author has filled his poem with sprightly humour, whilst the Italian romantic poets only laugh now and then. In examining the four cantos which have been published of the Specimen,' we shall discover whether this alteration has succeeded. The poem opens, like the Morgante Maggiore, and the Orlando Innamorato, with a scene of holy-tide festivity at the court of the king of chivalry. The great King Arthur made a sumptuous feast, And held his royal Christmas at Carlisle.' To those who do not understand Italian, the following stanzas will afford an accurate idea of the interest which Pulci's vivacity gives to the most trivial scenes, and of the easy grace which Berni contrives to bestow upon them. The noise and uproar of the scullery tribe, Was Was past all powers of language to describe- Beggars and vagabonds, blind, lame, and sturdy, The portraits of the British knights and British beauties of the court of King Arthur are painted with the bold decided pencil of Ariosto. 'They look'd a manly, generous generation; Beards, shoulders, eye-brows, broad and square, and thick, Their eyes and gestures eager, sharp, and quick, Shew'd them prepar'd, on proper provocation, To give the lie, pull noses, stab and kick ; At first a general likeness struck your eye, Tall figures, open features, oval face, Large eyes, with ample eyebrows arch'd and high'; Their manners had an odd peculiar grace, Neither repulsive, affable, nor shy; Majestical, reserv'd, and somewhat sullen, Their dresses partly silk, and partly woollen.' Near Carlisle was a valley inhabited by a race of giants, from which they sallied forth for the purpose of carrying off the ladies. This adventure was the beginning of a furious war. The author traces the characters of his personages with consummate art. 'Sir Tristram was prepared to sing and play, Not like a minstrel earnest at his task, By the mere noise and movement of the fray; 113 Το |