strongly moulded natures were forming, he, bright, vivid, graceful, and radiant with life, stood like a young Apollo in their midst. Such an one, though in smaller measure, was Henry Lushington. That there, was a rare charm about his youth, and rich promise about his ripening manhood, is clear from the testimony of men to mix with whom familiarly is in itself a kind of fame. He was born in 1812, and entered at Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1829. His college career, which promised to be a most brilliant one, was interrupted by a serious attack of illness, which laid the foundation of a chronic state of ill health under which he suffered until his early death in 1855. Born of a family which has yielded many distinguished members to the service of the State, he entered life with every advantage, and, had health been granted to him, he might easily have achieved distinction in the arena of political life. But the state of his health, and a certain moral langour which often mars the steady development of the most brilliant men, seem to have prevented that close application without which in such an age as ours no prizes are to be won. There was danger of his sinking into the mere literary idler through life, when, in 1847, Lord Grey offered to him the post of Chief Secretary to the Government of Malta. He gladly accepted the office, and devoted himself with great assiduity to the fulfilment of its duties, until increasing weakness rendered a visit to England necessary, as the only chance of saving his life. But the disease had rooted itself too deeply; on his way home he died, August 6th, 1855. The sketch of his life by his friend Mr. Venables is earnestly and gracefully written; nor will we question the truth of its judgment, though the passages both in verse and prose which are quoted with the most lofty eulogium seem to us worthy of only moderate praise. Mr. Venables knew the man; we know but a little of his work, and a few of his words. His comrades heard his word-that is, the words plus the man; we hear the words only, and in the case of a man like Mr. Lushington, not of the very highest order, this is an essential consideration. There is nothing beyond clear and clever writing in anything contained in this volume of Mr. Lushington's remains. The most important part of it consists of two essays contributed to the "Edinburgh Review," on the history of the Italian struggle in 1848-9. Mr. Lushington's post at Malta gave him a good opportunity of studying "The Italian Question." He availed himself of it thoroughly. The essays contain a clear, concise, and able history of the movement, an impartial account of the causes of its failure, and prophecies concerning the future of Italy which the year 1859 has strikingly fulfilled. It is no small praise to say that through the confusion of Italian politics, Mr. Lushington forecast with tolerable certainty the destiny of Piedmont in relation to Italy. His words of warning to the enthusiastic talkers about liberty have a striking bearing on the analogous condition of Italy at the present day. "Enthusiasm, to be respected, must be deep as well as real: circoli (clubs) are not regiments, terrifying proclamations do not dispense with accurate drilling. There may be flashes and outbursts of real feeling demonstrations of passion by no means fictitious, in a cause worthy of the truest passion; floods of merited invective, patriotic tears, embracings, eloquence, and effusions without end. Yet, compared with all these, the stern stroke of the worlddividing sword shall not be ignoble." MAGDALENE: a Poem. London: Smith, Elder, and Co. 1859. IN the medley of verse before us, there are both very fine single lines and combinations of lines-pathos, ability, and a humane spirit presiding over their composition, and commending the fallen woman to our sympathies and our cares. The his F SB V THE these lady sup] san fam. disp mor into that lette as t soler age, life, the r we must inform him his work is er do the rendering of another's/racter. If so, though his skill is great be besething new to the English and will be reprobated by every p Des themselves will be found ader; they are Home, and no one and honourable man. THE ITALIAN WAR, 1848.9. By H THIS book is one of those triere ! Out in or oberence The style, and pious affection which yearly is: were to say, the sentiment are As car love and as our And this quotation leads us to remark that we do not think likely to accrue to any any advantage reader's tone of thehar morality from the perusal of these pos They are charming verses There is a constant but the sentiment is very generally Sparsing in the mind that the writer had no though the faith and no hope; extremely fragmentary ature of even the longer pieces for are hasty a conclusion. Another the press, by which generous tra image of some vivid, inte. s fault is the licentious sen- amplete ades of their unsavoury cha-joints and bands alded natures were formight, vivid, graceful, and th life, stood like a young their midst. an one, though in smaller was Henry Lushington. here, was a rare charm about uth, and rich promise about his ing manhood, is clear from the mony of men to mix with whom ailiarly is in itself a kind of fame. e was born in 1812, and entered at tinity College, Cambridge, in 1829. is college career, which promised to a most brilliant one, was interto fated by a serious attack of illness, There ich laid the foundation of a chronic Wete of ill health under which he some T ered until his early death in 1855. pirit, pan of a family which has yielded d whe distinguished members to the e field ace of the State, he entered life organ granted to him, he might easily name every advantage, and, had health and br mised to Chest prias achieved distinction in the of political life. But the state open an 8 health, and a certain moral felpment of the most brilliant 1 in his r ft, it may be OF ESSAT, ALE on a have do of any b time I ar which often mars the steady seem to have prevented that application without which in D age as ours no prizes are to be There was danger of his sinkto the mere literary idler life, when, in 1847, Lord fered to him the post of Chief of uch day to the Government morbid h the ac ich fires ices of be He gladly accepted the ofI devoted himself with great 7 to the fulfilment of its duil increasing weakness renvisit to England necessary, their by chance of saving his life. ut in yo -too br fulfil the because t the bott gh long of this T lisease had rooted itself too on his way home he died, th, 1855. etch of his life by his friend bles is earnestly and graceen; nor will we question the judgment, though the pasin verse and prose which was a DOS 1ost typi arly life with the most lofty eulo whom had age and ise. to us worthy of only moMr. Venables knew s all ner We know but a little of his bands work, and a few of his words. His comrades heard his word—that is, the words plus the man; we hear the words only, and in the case of a man like Mr. Lushington, not of the very highest order, this is an essential consideration. There is nothing beyond clear and clever writing in anything contained in this volume of Mr. Lushington's remains. The most important part of it consists of two essays contributed to the "Edinburgh Review," on the history of the Italian struggle in 1848-9. Mr. Lushington's post at Malta gave him a good opportunity of studying "The Italian Question." He availed himself of it thoroughly. The essays contain a clear, concise, and able history of the movement, an impartial account of the causes of its failure, and prophecies concerning the future of Italy which the year 1859 has strikingly fulfilled. It is no small praise to say that through the confusion of Italian politics, Mr. Lushington forecast with tolerable certainty the destiny of Piedmont in relation to Italy. His words of warning to the enthusiastic talkers about liberty have a striking bearing on the analogous condition of Italy at the present day. "Enthusiasm, to be respected, must be deep as well as real: circoli (clubs) are not regiments, terrifying proclamations do not dispense with accurate drilling. There may be flashes and outbursts of real feeling demonstrations of passion by no means fictitious, in a cause worthy of the truest passion; floods of merited invective, patriotic tears, embracings, eloquence, and effusions without end. Yet, compared with all these, the stern stroke of the worlddividing sword shall not be ignoble." MAGDALENE: a Poem. London: Smith, Elder, and Co. 1859. IN the medley of verse before us, there are both very fine single lines and combinations of lines-pathos, ability, and a humane spirit presiding over their composition, and commending the fallen woman to our The hissympathies and our cares. learn mote t much furnish trade, manner gible ge at the c of each SHELLEY which i tianity, ТНЕ осса their nat Shelley, BRIEF NOTICES of anther's racter. If so, though his skill is great $ and we must inform him his work is er ibed opiunt ' All-fantastic, * "Atta Troll:" Ca Creation and honourable man. THE ITALIAN WAR, 1848-9. By H THIS book is one of those tre The style, and pious affection which yearly iss on leads us to remark think any advantage graceful spirit, perhaps the But of the band who surroun halt is the licentious sen- filth to pass from So is not Mr. Bowring's omplete idea of their unsavoury cha serve IT and prombeir s to oper highest pr ssion ht have he time atures were formvid, graceful, and stood like a young idst. though in smaller Henry Lushington. , a rare charm about rich promise about his hood, is clear from the men to mix with whom in itself a kind of fame. in in 1812, and entered at llege, Cambridge, in 1829. ge career, which promised to ost brilliant one, was interby a serious attack of illness, laid the foundation of a chronic of ill health under which he red until his early death in 1855. of a family which has yielded distinguished members to the e of the State, he entered life wvery advantage, and, had health Tanted to him, he might easily achieved distinction in the of political life. But the state health, and a certain moral which often mars the steady ment of the most brilliant em to have prevented that pplication without which in age as ours no prizes are to be here was danger of his sinko the mere literary idler life, when, in 1847, Lord red to him the post of Chief Government to the of He gladly accepted the of devoted himself with great So the fulfilment of its duincreasing weakness renisit to England necessary, chance of saving his life. sease had rooted itself too this way home he died, 1855. of mort 1gh the which f juices of t out in se their › fulfil i because a, the bench of his life by his friend ough he es is earnestly and gracece of the ; nor will we question the ? was a most tr early udgment, though the pas1 verse and prose which with the most lofty euloo us worthy of only moMr. Venables knew as all be know but a little of his whom 35 ir 1 are s 2. work, and a few of his words. His comrades heard his word—that is, the words plus the man; we hear the words only, and in the case of a man like Mr. Lushington, not of the very highest order, this is an essential consideration. There is nothing beyond clear and clever writing in anything contained in this volume of Mr. Lushington's remains. The most important part of it consists of two essays contributed to the "Edinburgh Review," on the history of the Italian struggle in 1848-9. Mr. Lushington's post at Malta gave him a good opportunity of studying "The Italian Question." He availed himself of it thoroughly. The essays contain a clear, concise, and able history of the movement, an impartial account of the causes of its failure, and prophecies concerning the future of Italy which the year 1859 has strikingly fulfilled. It is no small praise to say that through the confusion of Italian politics, Mr. Lushington forecast with tolerable certainty the destiny of Piedmont in relation to Italy. His words of warning to the enthusiastic talkers about liberty have a striking bearing on the analogous condition of Italy at the present day. "Enthusiasm, to be respected, must be deep as well as real: circoli (clubs) are not regiments, terrifying proclamations do not dispense with accurate drilling. There may be flashes and outbursts of real feeling-demonstrations of passion by no means fictitious, in a cause worthy of the truest passion; floods of merited invective, patriotic tears, embracings, eloquence, and effusions without end. Yet, compared with all these, the stern stroke of the worlddividing sword shall not be ignoble." MAGDALENE: a Poem. London: Smith, Elder, and Co. 1859. IN the medley of verse before us, there are both very fine single lines and combinations of lines-pathos, ability, and a humane spirit presiding over their composition, and commending the fallen woman to our The hissympathies and our cares. |