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They cuff, they tear, their cheeks and necks they rend,
And from their plumes huge drops of blood descend :
Then sailing o'er the domes and towers, they fiy
Full toward the East, and mount into the sky.

COWPER.
So spake Telemachus, and while he spake,
The Thunderer from a lofty mountain-top
Turn'd off two Eagles; on the winds awhile,
With outspread pinions ample, side by side
They floated; but, erelong, hovering aloft,
Right o'er the midst of the assembled Chiefs
They wheel'd around, clang'd all their numerous plumes,
And eyeing with a downward look the throng,
Death boded, ominous; then rending each
The other's face and neck, they sprang at once
Toward the right, and darted through the town.

SOTHEBY.
Thus spake Telemachus; and thundering Jove
Sent earthward down two Eagles from above.
They, side by side, on level pinions few,
And floated with the wind that smoothly blew.
But o’er the Forum, when to all reveal'd,
Fierce clanging their dense plumes, in circles wheel'd,
Eyed all beneath, and glaring death around,
Rent each the other's neck with many a wound;
Then upward soar'd, and wheeling to the right,
Wing'd through the city their portentous flight.

M. J. CHAPMAN. (TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE.)
And lo! far-seeing Jove two Eagles sent,
Which from a mountain-brow far and aloft
Came flying down; whiles with th' impulsive wind
They flew, Happing their outstretch'd mighty wings,
One near the other; but the midway space
Over the crowded Session once attain'd,
They wheel'd, and their thick-feather'd pinions shook,
And look'd upon the heads of all, and voiced
A boding death; then with their talons tore
Their jaws and necks, and with a right-hand flight
Over their houses and their city rush'd.

Which is best? Brome is bad. Dr had not stretched them from the Johnson said no man could distin- first. “ Float on the wind” is not guish Brome or Fenton from Pope. quite right. « Wheel on high" is All men may-most women, and very poor indeed-nobody supposes some children. A wishy-washy imi. they were very low-and yet they tation of the style of Pope cannot be were lower than they had been by very like Homer. Our belief is, that some thousand feet at least-for the though Pope may have brushed and people saw the sparkles of their eyes. burnished up a bit his coadjutors' « And clang their wings, and hoverversions, he was pleased to let them ing beat the sky," is no great imremain in their manifest inferiority provement on our truthful proseto his own. They were two good which, by the way, we perceive, is a foils. “ Rapid” and “ swift”--to verse, and a good one-" There say nothing of the tautology-are sweeping round, they shook their wretched epithets, applied here to numerous plumes.” The line that eagles—and of course not in Homer. follows is a mean version of the Nothing is said in the Greek about magnificent. Not a syllable in Homer “ descending.” That they did de- about “ sbrieking”--they yelled not. scend, we see.“ Stretch their broad “ They cuff - they tear" - Brome wings," seems to imply that they must have thought very fine-80 fine that he must like a fool say which it was impossible they could something still finer. “And from ever repay, to birds. Yet they were their plumes huge drops of blood no great ornithologists. The science descend," which does not liappen of augury was high, but not appaeven when a tercel gentle strikes rently very complicated; and the a heronshew into what seems a for. Aight-inspired man had in truth but tuitous congregation of atoms. The to know his left hand from his right. concluding lines are sonorous-but Yet the people, with a firm faith in ambitious over much-and the whole his inspiration, awfully heard his the failure of a man who never saw interpretation of the omen, to comeven a buzzard. Cowper is almost mon sense seemingly as simple as as good as possible—and shows that sublime—as in those two eagles. Haa poet may keep tame hares, and litberses gave utterance but to the yet admire wild eagles. In Sotheby thoughts of the people, gazing on we are sorry to miss the mountain; the birds—for amazement and fear and there seems a “they ” wanting had fallen on them and they all felt for grammatical construction ; but that the rushing of wings and the the flight coming and going is finely glaring of eyes were ominous of given, and so is tbe threatening and death. But he, they believed, was the portent. Sotheby has seen many“ endowed with clear credentials eagles. Chapinan (not old, but from above ”—and that utterance young Chapman) is admirably Ho- was to them not merely confirmameric. But « Voiced a boding tion, but revelation. In his prophetic deaib,” we promise a crown to any exultation he became unconsciously man who shall explain. Cowper and a Liar of the first magnitude, yet Chapman are “ both best.” Of the spoke Jove's truth. That Ulysses rest of the passage, Brome makes and Telemachus were to come flying very weak work – Cowper rather wing to wing like eagles, he saw and heavy work—and Sotheby rather said, as he heard aloft the whistling imperfect work-80 let their ver. plumes; but that twenty years ago sions sleep. Hay has promised to he had told Ulysses of his fated retry his band on it-and we have sug- turn to Ithaca, we no more believe gested to him the right measure. At than that he told Us, at the era of present there really seems to be no- the French Revolution, that Christothing in English so like the Greek pher North was to be the Editor of as our own prose. No merit that of Maga yet unconceived in the womb ours_'tis all Homer's. A few words, of Fate. But he held that strange with your leave, about this Portent. tale devoutly true, and so did all

To know Fear, you must either who heard him ; for he threw his live, or imagine you live, in an age of feelings of the present on his feelings soothsaying and superstition. Prog- of the past, and they all so bandied nostications of a direful event are themselves back and forward, that sublime, seen shadowy on a strange- by collision they kindled into a clouded sky-typical of retribution, new birth-the feeling of the Future. in all ghastliest shapes--shifting to No wonder there were awe and and fro, and of a bloody colour. amazement,-nor can there be a Seers stand staring there, till they doubt that all felt Fear. But as a sbudder to pronounce the doom de heroic character, in Burns' Hallowclared by the troubled heavens, and een, under the influence of superstiwander, wild-eyed, up and down a tious fear, “ wbistled up Lord Len. mountainous country, madand miser. nox' march, to keep his courage able, and wishing they were dead. cheery,” so now did the bold Eu. You can think with wbat Fear they rymachus burst out into abuse of may inspire a lone Highland glen by Halitherses, and, with a quaking a few woful words-of old withered heart, resumed his countenance and maniacs, almost naked, cowing chief- speech-pale and faltering—for the tains, even when “plaided and plum- nonce, to simulate scorn. Cowper ed in their tartan array." In the felt that wellancient world, seers, and soothsayers, " Hence, dotard! hence and prophets, (surely they were not To thy own house; there, prophesying, all deceivers,) for the revelation of warn the Fates were under obligations, Thy children of calamities to come.

Birds, numerous, flutter in the beams of a prophet fit to speak before men. The day,

whole barangue is fierce and furious, Not all predictive. Death, far hence but Eurymachus keeps harping on remote

one string, and the discordant twangHath found Ulysses ; and I would to ing disturbs not the spirit of the Heaven,

young hero. He demands a twentyThat, when he died, thyself had perished

oared bark, that he may seek sandy too.

Pylos, and thence hasten to Lacede. Then hadst thou not with these prophetic

mon, to obtain tidings of his sire. “If strains

I hear he lives, one year I shall be O'erwhelm'd us, nor Telemachus im

patient for his return. If I hear he is pellid,

dead, I will perform his funeral rites Already thus incensed,” &c.

with such pomp as his great name His mind is ill at ease-he is not demands, and raise at home his tomb, self-consistent and he must have and then give my mother to-whom felt the weakness of his own logic. I choose.” Then rose Mentor, illus“ Go, dotard, and prophesy to child. trious Ulysses' friend, to whom, on ren; for thou hast o'erwhelmed us, his departure, he had consigned the and compelled the mind of Telema- care of his household, and speaks chus.” That showed Halitherses was like a wise man,

“ Hear me, ye Ithacans, be never King,
From this time forth, benevolent, humane,
Or righteous; but let every scepter'd hand
Rule merciless, and deal in wrong alone,
Since none of all his people, whom he sway'd
With such paternal gentleness and love
Remembers the divine Ulysses more.
That the imperious suitors thus should weave
The web of mischief and atrocious wrong,
I grudge not ; since, at hazard of their heads,
They made Ulysses' property a prey,
Persuaded that the hero comes no more.
But much the people move me; how ye sit
All mute, and though a crowd opposed to few,
Check not the suitors with a single word."

Alas! all was rotten in the state of Leal, he could mow and swathe like Ithaca. Twenty years is a long mi. grass. Where was this assemblage nority—and mierule, during half that held ? In a building, or in the open time, can sadly change the charac

air ? If in a building the councilter of a people.

hall had no roof, for the eagles were “ Injurious Mentor ! beadlong orator!

seen coming and going in the sky. How darest thou move the populace

It was, therefore, no Hole-and-Core

ner Meeting-and the sun saw the against The Suitors?"

sin and shame of all the people, and

of all the peers. So asks Liocritus; but the populace The council--a pretty council inare palsied-dead is the quickening deed-breaks up-and where goes spirit of love and loyalty--and 60 Telemachus ? To lave his hands in utterly have they forgotten Ulysses the surf of the grey deep. They that they see nothing of him in his have refused to give him a twentyblooming son. 'Tis this that makes oar'd bark—and shall they thwart Telemachus feel his weakness; his the designs of Minerva ? He calls native modesty induces him to think upon the goddess, and she appears and speak humbly of his own immain the form of Mentor. There, by the ture powers; his native heroism in- sounding sea, commune the seeming spires him with resolution to face all old man and the young-and ere dangers; but the sight of his own nightfall they will embark. The Sui. people's degradation forces him to tors' renewed showers of scorn now confess that in Ithaca he must suc- glance off the prince's mind like hail cumb to the crew whom, were Ithaca from sunbright armour; and Pallas what once it was, the Land of the fools that drunken multitude, dash

ing the goblets from their hands, while the sun had set, and twilight drenching their eyes in drowsiness, dimmed all the ways--the bark was and driving them, blind and deaf, in the bay impatient for the prince. staggering through the streets. Mean

M. T. CHAPMAN. (TR. COL. CAM.)
This said, he led the way: they follow'd him,
And placed the sea-stores in the well-bench'd ship,
As bade Ulysses' son. On ship-board went
Telemachus, Athene going first;
She sat down at the stern; he near to her.
The mariners, meanwhile, the shore-ropes loosed,
And on the benches went and took their seats.
Grey-eyed Athene sent a favouring breeze,
A full strong west-wind with a rushing sound
Ruffling the dark sea : then Telemachus
Bade them handle their tackle, cheering them;
They cheerful heard; and in the socket first
They fix'd the fir-mast, and secured it well
With the fore-braces; then with twisted thongs
They raised the white-sails, and the mid-sail full
Bellied the wind ; and as the ship went on,
Around the keel loud roar'd the purple wave.
Along the wave she ran, making her way.

Then baving made all fast in the dark ship,
Goblets they brimful crown'd with wine, and pour'd
Libations to the ever living gods,
And first of all to Jove's own grey-eyed child.
All night and through the following dawn she ran.

We perceive, from Pope, that Ra- asleep on his own beloved shore. pin is very severe on Minerva and All she did know was, that Jove had Jupiter, who contrive the action of promised he should return. Calypso, the Odyssey. That action, it seems, for aught Minerva knew, might send is very imperfect; because it begins him to Pylos; or Neptune, on his with the voyages of Telemachus, and return from Ethiopia, might drive ends with those of Ulysses. Why, the slayer of his son Polyphemus to surely a son stands in a pretty close the Hyperboreans. What if Ulysses relation to bis own father. A son had been sitting with old Nestor at voyaging to find his father, and even a sea-shore feast? Rapin might have if possible bring biro home, appears been dumbfoundered, and Minerva tous to be helping the action as much somewhat surprised; but nothing is as can be reasonably expected of him, impossible in poetry of which the especially when the action is being machinery is not spinning-jennies helped on still more effectually by but Gods. the father bimself, whose whole soul Old Rap likewise thought hois set on getting home to find his nour, duty, and nature ought to have son. But of the two divinities, the moved Telemachus to seek tidings old gentleman is inost crusty on Pal- of his father, without the instiga. las. She knew thoat Ulysses was in tion or guidance of a goddess. That Ogygia—and that Jove had promised acute remark cuts in pieces the whole to let him return to Ithaca. True- poetry of Homer, and makes shreds but what did that amount to? To and patches of the whole Greek remuch less than the old gentleman ligion. But it would be well if all seems to supporse--for Pallas did not youths would act like Telemachus, know that Neptune was to dash bim, even at the bidding of a superior after ever so many miseries on a raft, power, human or divine. on Phæacia--that Nausicaa was to Minerva takes him, quoth Rap, to fall in love with him that he was to all the most improbable places;-to hear Demodocus barping and sing. the houses of Nestor and Menelaus ! ing in the gardens of Alcinous-and Would he have had her to take him that he was to be landed sound to Ogygia ? But we must be conhundred

sire;

tented with Homer's Odyssey-how- In good time Telemachus tells his ever much we may regret that it name and purpose-but Nestor, alas! was not rewritten by Rapin.

knows nothing of Ulysses whom he We know and love Telemachus loved, and pronounces matchless. as well as if we had been for years Then, with what a fine sense of prowith him in Ithaca. What he may priety does Telemachus, instead of end in, no man who has studied hu- mourning for the darkness that man nature may pretend to say-but shrouds his father's fate, modestly now his character is as transparent put such questions to the Old in as the purest well he ever stooped Days as may lead him to narrate to drink at, with a dead deer, or events in his own history, and in that boar, or wolf, lying at the young of other heroes-his friends-after hunter's feet on the greensward the fall of Troy! The young Prince's among the rocks. Never, we may own sentiments and sympathies sugventure to say, will he be so fertile gested indeed the theme and the in expedients as his Father-nor so aged king had by a few words awaeloquent nor so wise-for in genius kened his desire to hear again the Ulysses was the greatest of all the oft-repeated tale, Greeks-but as brave, as affectionate, and as faithful to all old loves,

“ Ye, too, far off have heard Atrides'

death, will be the son as the sire-and one

By fell (Egisthus' will, how closed his day as good a king.

breath; How delightful to land with him

But rightly has the base adulterer paid on the shore in sight of the old city

Dire vengeance due to Agamemnon's of Peleus, and witness his delight on

shade beholding-80 Sotheby finely calls 'Tis glorious when heroic sons remain what we dully construed seats - The great avengers of their fathers slain ; the Nine Green Theatres ! In each Such as Atrides' heir, whose righteous ire five hundred men feasting on nine Slew the base murderer of his far-famed bulls. Four thousand five hundred men-good and true-in the act of Such thou; so match by deeds thy stately devouring eighty-one bulls. All the frame, fourscore and one bulls had been That ages yet to come extol thy name." coal-black, without one single ashy spot, when alive in their hides, and The example of Orestes had been now are all done brown on the sa- set before him by Minerva's self, crificial fire. All the thighs-one ere they left Ithaca; and Menelaus hundred and sixty-two-are laid on brother of the murdered King of Men the altar of Neptune. All the other again tells him the dreadful tale in flesh-not sinking offal—for the en- the words of the ever-changing Protrails are especially mentioned-con- teus of the sea. Not a word any sumed-we are willing to believe where (are we mistaken?) about by his worshippers. On the approach Orestes killing his mother. Teleof the strangers,“ all arose" to wel. machus resembled the son of Agacome them-not all the four thou. memnon only in being called on by sand five hundred men-but all the earth and heaven to avenge his paor mig, a noble band, conspicuous rent's wrongs—but his father was among them all the young Pisistrablessed with a faithful wife-s0 said tus, who has already embraced the the shade of Atrides to Laertiades Prince of Ithaca, and welcomed him beside the trench of blood in that -his birth and name unknown-to doleful region where he had not forPylos. And old Nestor is not only got the fatal bath-and called Ulys. alive still, but as fresh-looking and ses happy in all his woes—for the hale as he was some ten years back Phantom thought of Penelope and before Troy! What a trump for a then of Clytemnestra. Tontine! and as garru- as elo Friendship is like love in young quent as ever! Pisistratus sure must hearts—it rises at first sight and enbe his great grandson. By no means. dures for ever. Echephron, Stratius, And in the palace perhaps there is a Perseus, Thrasymedes, Aretus-Nesrocking-cradle. Remember we are tor's sons-are all kind to the son of now flourishing in the heroic age, Ulysses; but Pisistratus is at once and in the presence of a Patriarch, his brother, All the rest are married

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