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Where stood with eglantine the laurel twin'd;
And both their native sweets were well conjoin'd.
On the green bank I sat, and listen'd long;
(Sitting was more convenient for the song;)
Nor till her lay was ended could I move,
But wish'd to dwell for ever in the grove.
Only methought the time too swiftly pass'd,
And ev'ry note I fear'd would be the last.
My sight, and smell, and hearing were employ'd;
And all three senses in full gust enjoy'd.
And what alone did all the rest surpass,
The sweet possession of the fairy place -
Single, and conscious to myself alone,

Of pleasures to th' excluded world unknown—
Pleasures which no where else were to be found,
And all Elysium in a spot of ground.

Thus, while I sat intent to see and hear,
And drew perfumes of more than vital air,
All suddenly I heard th' approaching sound
Of vocal music on th' enchanted ground.
An host of saints it seemed, so full the quire,
As if the bless'd above did all conspire
To join their voices, and neglect the lyre.
At length, there issued from the grove behind
A fair assembly of the female kind;
A train less fair, as ancient fathers tell,
Seduc'd the sons of heaven to rebel.

I pass their form, and ev'ry charming grace,
Less than an angel would their worth debase;
But their attire, like liveries of a kind,
All rich and rare, is fresh within my mind.
In velvet white as snow the troop was gown'd,
The seams with sparkling emeralds set around;
Their hoods and sleeves the same; and purfled o'er
With diamonds, pearls, and all the shining store
Of Eastern pomp; their long descending train,
With rubies edg'd, and sapphires, swept the plain;
High on their heads, with jewels richly set,
Each lady wore a radiant coronet.

Beneath the circles, all the choir was grac'd

With chaplets green on their fair foreheads plac'd.
Of laurel some, of woodbine many more;

And wreaths of Agnus castus others bore.

These last, who with those virgin crowns were dress'd,
Appear'd in higher honour than the rest.

They danc'd around; but in the midst was seen

A lady of a more majestic mien—

By stature, and by beauty, mark'd their sov'reign queen.
She in the midst began with sober grace;

Her servants' eyes were fixed upon her face;
And as she mov'd or turn'd, her motions view'd,
Her measures kept, and step by step pursued.

Methought she trod the ground with greater grace,
With more of godhead shining in her face;
And as in beauty she surpassed the choir,
So nobler than the rest was her attire.

A crown of ruddy gold inclos'd her brow,
Plain, without pomp, and rich, without a show.
A branch of Agnus castus in her hand
She bore aloft (her sceptre of command)—
Admir'd, ador'd by all the circling crowd,
For wheresoe'er she turn'd her face they bow'd;
And as she danced, a roundelay she sung,

In honour of the laurel, ever young.

She rais'd her voice on high, and sung so clear,

The fawns came scudding from the groves to hear;
And all the bending forest lent an ear.

VOL. XXVII.-No. 159.

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At ev'ry close she made, th' attending throng
Reply'd, and bore the burden of the song;
So just, so small, yet in so sweet a note,
It seem'd the music melted in the throat."

Fairies of the same family with
these, and not the diminutive beings
with which the story-books disturb
poor children's minds, are now present
to Lord Edward's eye. Like Chau-
cer's fairies, too, they are dressed not
in green alone, but in robes of azure
and amber, and white and purple—in
short, they are dressed like young
ladies for a ball. They each pass be-
fore Lord Edward with smiles of love.
At last, the music for a moment
ceases. He sinks exhausted, and the
figures have passed away. His trance
does not long continue.
The lady
whom he has met under the birchen
tree, and who has been his strange
partner in the dance, calls him up to
begin another set. Again the music
begins-again the fairy ladies appear
but what a change!

"Blood-shot, and blear, and holloweyed,

Each raised her finger to deride.

"And then came one with drooping head,
And looks all pity and dismay,
And gazed upon him where he lay."

The poems in this volume are of
very unequal degrees of merit, nor
are they all true to its name.
Many are moods of the author's own
mind-some are imitations of popu
lar foreign models. This, we think,
on the whole unwise. Among the
legends is one, not properly of
the Isles-but of Edinburgh itself.
It is an exceedingly spirited descrip-
tion of a scene, which the readers of
Marmion are unlikely to forget-the
supernatural summons of King James
and the chief men of Scotland, be-
fore the fatal battle of Flodden.
was a daring attempt after Sir Wal-
ter, for any one to have ventured on
this subject; and though Mr. Mackay's
verses are very beautiful, we regret
that he hazarded the comparison, as
Scott's is certainly one of the finest pas-
sages in Marmion.

It

Mr. Mackay's poems are dedicated to Mr. Tennyson, and great admiration of Tennyson's powers is expressed in a graceful preface. The Witch of Skerrievore will perhaps remind some readers of Tennyson's man

ner. With some stanzas of it, and in strong hopes that Mr. Mackay may soon again give us further Legends of the Isles, we must conclude :

"We were sisters, sisters seven-
The fairest women under heaven :'
One was calm, serene, and fair-
One had locks of auburn hair-
One had lips like parted cherries—
One had cheeks like autumn berries—
One had eyes where pity glow'd—
One a smile where love abode;
Comely, ruddy, graceful, tall,
And I the fairest of them all.

"Oh my sisters!-sisters sweet,
Dancing with their nimble feet,
Mingling voices all the day
In a happy roundelay,
Wreathing flowers to bind their hair,
With their smiles dispelling care,
Scattering pleasures as they went,
To the world's enravishment,
Oh my sisters! oh their fall;
Love destroy'd them one and all!

"Fairest blossoms of our clime,
They were blighted ere their time:
One was sear'd by slander's breath-
One, too loving, pined to death—
One, deceived, and smitten low,
In her madness lost her woe-
One, we thought a maiden mild,
In her frenzy slew her child-
One, with hopes and passions strong,
Lived for vengeance, but not long :
I alone escaped their fall-
I alone, amid them all.

"Never have I loved a man ;
Never will I never can;
Smile, nor tear, nor passion-word
Never yet my heart has stirr'd;
Never shall they: Hate is free-
Love abides in slavery.

I have other joys than this-
Hotter pleasures, fiercer bliss,
As upon the winds I go,
Flying, floating to and fro !

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"Up in the air! up in the air!
I avenge my sisters fair;

On mankind I vent my wrath,
Strewing dangers in his path.
For this I've made a compact free
With the powers of air and sea,
That I shall rue eternally!
But hate is joy-and this is mine,
To ride the wind, to sail the brine,
And work fierce mischief as I go,
Floating, flying to and fro.

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF HENRY CLAY.*

AMERICA and Great Britain engaged in hostilities! We can scarcely contemplate such an event but as a sort of civil war. May Heaven avert so great a calamity! But if the peace of the world should thus be disturbed, we trust our government will have put it beyond all doubt that such a result has been entirely owing to the blind and profligate spirit of democratic ambition.

Our object, at present, is not to discuss the question at issue respecting the Oregon territory, upon the settlement of which so much depends, but to avail ourselves of the volumes before us, for the purpose of giving our readers a glimpse into the interior economy of a state, or rather system of states, which is destined to exercise, whether for good or for evil, no small influence over the affairs of Europe.

Mr. Clay has, for the last forty years, played a prominent part in the affairs of the republic. He has been, more or less, connected with every event by which its history has been signalized. His biography, therefore, will afford not a little insight into the history and character of the American people. We shall see, as democracy developes itself, how far wisdom, and how far folly acquires the ascendant in the administration of affairs; and whether passion and prejudice, or sound principle and right reason, guide the popular choice in the public deliberations.

Henry Clay was born on the 12th of April, 1777, in Hanover County, Virginia, in a neighbourhood commonly called "the Slashes," from its low, swampy grounds. His father, the Rev. John Clay, died when he was about four years old, leaving his mother and seven children in very straitened circumstances. He, therefore, had but few early advantages. The rudiments of his education were attained at what we should call "a hedge school," where he learned to

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read and write, and was advanced in arithmetic "as far as Practice." the age of fourteen he obtained a situation as shop-boy in the store of a Mr. Denny, at Richmond; and he was not long behind the counter, when his step-father, (for his mother had married a second time,) was enabled to procure for him a desk clerkship in the High Court of Chancery. He here attracted the attention of Chancellor Withe, whose occasions led him frequently to the office in which Henry wrote, and he soon became established as his amanuensis; a situation which must have familiarized him with the maxims of law and the principles of jurisprudence, as they are understood in the American courts; while his conduct was such as to secure to him the cordial good-will and esteem of his venerable superior. For four years he continued in this employment, at the end of which period, by the advice of the chancellor, he entered as a student of law, in the office of Attorney-General Brook, with a view to practise as a licensed pleader. To this hour Henry Clay retains of the good old Chancellor, by whom he was so fortunately befriended, the most grateful recollections.

Having thus chosen his profession, he was not negligent of the best mode of qualifying himself for the new duties in which he must be soon engaged. With this view he originated the Rhetorical Society of Richmond, in which he and several of his more distinguished cotemporaries were accustomed to practise themselves in public speaking, and where, no doubt, he acquired that fluency and readiness in debate by which he was subsequently so distinguished.

It may be observed that, at his outset in life, his advantages were few; but, such as they were, he availed himself of them; and we believe it rarely happens either in temporal or in spiritual things, that the truth of the precept, "to him that hath shall be

* The Life and Times of Henry Clay. 2 vols. 8vo. London and New York: Wiley and Putman.

1846,

given," is not exemplified. Mr. Clay's own character it was that recommended him to the friends and benefactors by whose advice and assistance he was advanced; and vain would any aid which they were able to afford have been, if it was not seconded by his own steadiness, diligence, and ability. But every advantage he gained was but a preparation for some one still in view; and he went on improving his opportunities and cultivating his talents, until the humble "Mill-boy of the Slashes," as he was called, who had wrought barefooted for his daily bread, became respectably established in a learned profession, and could look forward to the highest honours of the state as prizes within the reach of a generous ambition. It was not without emotion that he could have heard, at the close of a long public life, in which all but its highest honours were attained, the following home-spun tribute to his worth by an old Virgi nian gentleman, who knew him when they were both youths together, and followed him with an admiring gaze through the chances and changes of public affairs:-" HENRY CLAY; he and I were born close to the Slashes of old Hanover. He worked barefooted, and so did I; he went to the mill, and so did I; he was good to his mamma, and so was I. I know him like a book, and love him like a brother."

In 1797, he became established at Lexington as an advocate, and very soon, to use his own words, "rushed into a successful practice." His knowledge of law, upon entering his profession, was, no doubt, for an American lawyer, considerable; but it was not to that he was chiefly indebted for his success, but to an industry, a readiness, an aptitude for the business in hand, and a knowledge of human nature, which enabled him to take advantage of the characters of the men whom he addressed, or the circumstances of the case in which he was engaged, so as to accomplish or defeat, as the interests of his clients required, the ends of justice. It is the business of an advocate to do the best he can for the individual whom he undertakes to defend, and there is a recognised professional licence which not only allows but requires of him to leave nothing undone by which a favourable decision may be obtained; and it

must be allowed that in the American courts the latitude is far greater than in our own, which is permitted to the advocate in thus availing himself of prejudice or sympathy, against law and reason. We subjoin a case or two, not only to exhibit the ability of the man, but also the mixed nature of the institution of trial by jury in America, which often enables a showy advocate to win a verdict, of which, in our more severely legal courts, no hope could be entertained.

Mrs. Phelps, the wife of a respectable farmer, was accused of the murder of her sister-in-law, Miss Phelps, by discharging at her a loaded musket. The evidence of the fact was incontestibly established, nor was any wit ness produced to prove that the prisoner was of unsound mind at the time she perpetrated this dreadful crime, or that any such provocation was given as could amount to even a colourable justification. Such was the culprit whom Mr. Clay was called upon to defend, and whose life he succeeded in saving by an "ad captandum" appeal to the humanity of the jury.

a woman.

"He could not deny, that Mrs. Phelps had killed Miss Phelps, in the manner proved. But the criminal was She was of a respectable family, the wife of a respectable man, who stood by her side. She had not before been accused of fault, so far as appeared. It was, indeed, a shocking crime. Peradventure, no one had been more shocked than the perpetrator. In theory and in fact, passion is insanitydelirium. A dreadful crime had been committed, when reason was dethroned, and all the vice of the soul was in the ascendant. Penitence comes too late; nevertheless it comes. The wife and husband are there, pleading for mercythe latter forced to forgive the death of his own sister, by the hand of his own wife. Is there no exception to a general rule-no rescue from a common law? If the court and jury had been moved by any such appeals, to make an exception, where could they stop? They waver, by the pleadings of the advocate, and the advocate prevails, not only to save life, but to obtain a mitigated punishment, which contemplates the restoration of the unhappy woman to her husband and family.

engaged to defend two Germans, father "Not long after this, Mr. Clay was and son, in Harrison County, who were indicted for murder in the first degree, and of very aggravated character. The

evidence of the fact, as in the case of Mrs. Phelps, left no room for doubt. Not hoping to prevent a verdict against the prisoners, Mr. Clay's first object was to save life. After five days' struggle with the counsel for the prosecution, he obtained a verdict for manslaughter. He then surprised the court with a motion for an arrest of judgment; and after an argument protracted for a whole day, the court was forced to grant it, the consequence of which was a discharge of the prisoners! A remarkable incident of this trial would have been sufficient to commemorate it, apart from its extraordinary and unexpected result. The wife of one, and mother of the other, of the two prisoners, had been a spectator of the trial, in a retired part of the court-room, with an interest that may more easily be conceived than described. When advised of the final decision, she rushed through the crowd and over the bar, in presence of the court, threw herself on the neck of the deliverer of her husband and son, and clung to him so earnestly and so long, that he was forced to disengage himself with a degree of violence. It was a touching scene of nature, well worth witnessing, though not, perhaps, very much coveted by the object of these grateful effusions. It was, in fact, a handsome young man in the arms of a not very handsome old woman; but the moral of that spectacle was an ample equivalent for the otherwise unnatural conjunction. It is, besides, an evidence of the power of Mr. Clay's eloquence at that period. The old lady had witnessed and heard all, knew to whom and to what she was indebted, and therefore bounced upon him with irrepressible emotion. In ordinary circumstances the scene would have been ludicrous; but, in such a case, it could not be looked upon with other feelings than those of sympathy and respect.

"The next case, in the history of Mr. Clay's defence of criminals, is that of one Willis, of Fayette County, who was accused of murder, also of peculiar atrocity. Mr. Clay succeeded in dividing the jury, so that they could not agree. A motion for a new trial at the next session of the court was heard and granted. Mr. Clay did not object to this course; but at the second trial, he startled the court, in his address to the jury, with the announcement of the principle, that no man could be twice put in jeopardy of his life for the same offence. The court interfered, and forbade the use of that argument; whereupon, Mr. Clay, in a dignified and respectful manner, declared, that he could not proceed unless he was permitted to take that course- -took up his

bag and books, and retired. This decisive step threw all the responsibility on the court, who, apparently in doubt, or overawed by the character of Mr. Clay, sent a messenger after him, inviting his return, and informing him that he should be allowed to manage the defence in his own way. He accordingly went back, pressed the point on which he had been stopped, and on that ground, without any regard to the evidence, obtained from the jury a verdict of acquittal for the prisoner."

When such a style of advocacy might be adopted with success, we are not surprised that the rigour of law very often gave place to a mistaken humanity; and that such was Mr. Clay's own opinion, the following little incident is a sufficiently significant intimation :

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Success at the bar in America invariably leads to senatorial distinction. The legal profession is regarded but as a sort of nursery for the House of Assembly; and the man who wins causes by captivating juries, will not long want an opportunity of making his voice heard and his opinions felt upon subjects of more general interest, which embrace the well-being of the republic, and its relations, whether warlike or pacific, with the surrounding nations.

We are far from thinking that such a school is favourable to that concentrated attention to the essence and spirit of law, which would produce able jurists. On the contrary, it offers an effective bounty to an "ad captandum" advocacy, which is only calculated to produce a race of noisy, flippant, rhetorical declaimers; and even men of solid judgment, who would, in our courts, attain the highest distinction by the legitimate application of their faculties to strictly legal topics of argument, would feel it a bootless waste of time to be thus occupied before an American judica

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