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the most arrogant pretension, and with which this closes, unless the conveni-
We cannot burden our pages with Yet here, perhaps, we are inaccurate ; many extracts from this book ; and in his solemn stupidity hardly permits justice we will not select. We have 'you to laugh. He seems altogether accidentally opened the volume at the arrayed in an impenetrable garment commencement of the sixth canto. It of self-complacency, upon which the may be a wholesome intellectual puzzle shafts of the keenest ridicule might fall for our readers to decipher the meanin vain. He moves about with too ing of the opening stanzas. The aumonotonous a self-importance to be al- thor appears to have some obscure 'together ludicrous, and the unvaried glimpse of the philosophy of Malen
clumsiness of his awkward pomposity branche ; if so, he has succeeded in 'is too tiresome to be amusing. inaking mysticism still more myste
There is, however, a large number rious :of Mr. Heraud's stanzas which must except from the censure of ab
THE DARKNESS. surdity. About two-thirds of the stan 1. 1. O Spirit of the Universe! whereby zas are merely paraphrases of the dif- Things have intelligible entity, ferent passages of scripture, deformed, And are arrayed in glory to man's eye, however, in general, with grotesque and And Nature is, because perceived to be ; out-of-the-way rhymes : and in about O thou, unto sad Earth as soul to sense, balf of these paraphrastic stanzas the Life-giving Light! her graves even yearn før author has adhered so closely to the
thee.... very letter of his original, that there Strange echoes in the dreamy gloon commence, was no danger of his falling into ab Ancestral ages are unsepulchred, surdity. It is quite another question Old oracles awaken from suspense, whether this be a legitimate way of The Life—the Light of men is darkened eking out a poem. For our own part Dark is the lustre of the Seraphim, we liked the hymns of Isaiah, and the The World is silent --lo, the heavens are dead. psalms of David, just as well in the
In mere nihility inane and diin, plain prose of our original translators, This wreck of elements anon subsides ; as when “done into verse” by Mr. He Man hath slain God-Creation dies with bim ; raud. The songs of the royal Israelite
Time travels not-and Space no more abides. certainly appear to inuch better advan
Inquire of Night and Chaos. Can ye be, tage even in the measures of Brady and If God be not? Adore him-Deicides! Tale than in the terza rima of the • Descent into Hell.”
If our readers understand this we And yet it is sometimes melau- envy them ; the preposterous notion choly to observe how, by the inser- of supposing that in the death of tion of a single word, he contrives Christ, Deity underwent annihilation, to make a passage cross the narrow is bad enough of itself, without the limit which separates the sublime from utterly unintelligible
in the ridiculous. Who would recog. which the poet bas thought proper nise the thrilling pathos, the sublime to express this absurdity. simplicity of our Saviour's address to We believe the canto upon which Jerusalem in the following:
we have happened to exhibit a fair Even like the widowed u'er a lover's grave,
specimen of the philosophy of the Thy desolation he becept. Yea thine
whole; so we will go on with it, suspendis Whose children under his broad wing's wide ing for the time the operation of the
very judicious principle of critical law":
" Sic non vis intelligi non debes legi." He willingly had gathered with divine Affection, as a len her tender brood,
1. 2. Thou art not quenched, where Thought is But thou would'st bot-- thou incarnadine.
Created Light of uncreated Liglit!
Thy heerenly radiance thou dost reunite : Let us hear Mr. Heraud in the Ana. Uato its origin, in the abseure
lysis. The information contained in Of the Elerral Being hidden quite.
the first sentence of the following is -Let the Almighty only sleep, no more certainly very necessary. Mution and Time revolve. Their sweet con
" When I undertook to write a poem Poth Heaven and Earth suspend; all tasks are upon this subject, I knew what I was o'er :
about. I was perfectly conscious that the The Watchers languish in their guardian tents; subject would be misunderstood, and that, Nature's heart pauseth, in whose pulse we live; whatever merits the poem might possess, Add Man doth slamber with the Elements. they would be mistaken or denied. I was Should he wax weary or old ; the land would also prepared for derision from those low rive,
churchmen and sectarians who held the In arid elefts, and yawning gulphs disclose doctrine itself in derision. But I felt Tartarean mysteries for the sky to shrive, also that by writing, with theological acBut that th' unconscious stars, in blind repose,
curacy, a poem in which the symbols of Like some fair scroll's illumined characters,
holy writ (a fund of imagery strangely Wrinkled with eld, were darkling ere they rose. neglected by Christian poets) should be
brought into distinct consciousness, I And lo, the once Almighty voice deters
should be serving the interests of the Ocean no more, far spooming, huge and wild ;
Church. TI But his dull weeds stagnate our Sepulcbres.
doctrine has been long
misunderstood by the popular mind, as -And might he die ;-would He die like a child referring to the place of torment only: of Earth, and perish from his Universe ? by many Protestant prelates and clergyNay, it from him would perish first ; exiled.
men of the Church of England it bas 12 With the great Sun and Moon and rolling been so misunderstood. By drawing out, Spheres,
in a dramatic poem, in a symbolical manSwifter than a god's thought, precipitate, ner, a correct representation of this great Loosed from his Providence, it would disperse religious truth, an impression of the true Into the abyss of Chaos, ruinate
doctrine will be stamped, in a way which And Chaos' self be not. Not on the wreck will not be likely to be forgotten. If my or the demolished Earths, the expiring state poem live, (as, from the high literary of the Heaven of heavens, as from a courser's
authorities who have testified to its merits, neck
I have a right to believe it may,) it will Elaneed, sheer o'er destruction's brink, shall utterly preclude the possibility of the docHe,
trine being again mistaken through igno. With his sublime despair, baste on, and deck rance or involuntary error.” The end of all. Time, Space, Eternity, Shall pass away, Darkness and Death be gone ;
This is pretty well in the way of They perish from his presence utterly,
egotism. Let us look to his modest They leave him in his solicitude alone;
comparison of himself with Milton. A Till unimaginable doom obscure,
page ouward, he thus writes :Delete, annihilate, the Essential one.
“ The re-arrangement and revision to
which this poem bas been subjected was The imagination is certainly more
undertaken for improving its general condaring than sober that can thus expa- struction, and also for the correction of u tiate upon the wild and absurd con- fault in the opening cantos as it originally tingency of the annihilation of Deity. stood. These were of too daring and amWe believe that something like this bitious a character to occur so early in was represented among the blasphe- the work. Milton's Paradise Lost is mies of the French stage. We are chargeable with a similar impropriety, very sure that Mr. Heraud did not which, with some critics, has had the efmean to be irreverent; but certainly fect of exhausting interest in the poem, the most monstrous speculations of pro- by the almost superhuman efforts disfanity never invented anything so ab- played in the commencement, and which surd as the stanzas we have quoted. it was beyond mortul power to continue
All this, be it remembered, is in- to the conclusion." tended as an explanation of the passage already quoted from the Apostles? What a happy talent Mr. Heraud Creed. We trust that our theological has for odd combinations of namesreaders are marvellously enlightened. David and Eschylus the son of Sirach
and Hesiod— Milton and Heraud ; and his only unquestionable merit) in anoboth of the last pair are fellows in a ther tone. Had he been less prefault-the glorious fault of commencing suming, we might have passed him by “ with almost superhuman efforts."!! unnoticed: but, at a time when so
We have already spoken of the fu- many charlatans pass for great men, by ture commentators whoin Mr. Heraud pretending to be so, it is the duty of anticipates for his poem. The follow. those who profess to be, in the capacity ing is the passage in which he predicts of critics, the guardians of the purity their labours :
of literature, to omit no opportunity of “ Like the intellect, poetry also is itself chastising insolence of pretension. We an inspiration. This is a subject not well only wish that Mr. Heraud had chosen understood. Inspiration is properly the some less sacred theme. It pains us to see antithesis to learning. The learned man
the grand and yet simple mysteries of acquires his knowledge from the evidence divine truth distorted into every extraof others; the inspired man speaks from vagant shape in which they may be his own. Agitated, from whatever cause, seen through the medium of bewilderwith inexperienced feelings and emotions, ing and mystical metaphysics. There he gives expression to them in whatever is but one excuse suggests itself for form they assume. Truths, thus for the Mr. Heraud : he himself supplies us first time uttered, affect hearers, in whom with the hint. In the following passage they have lain dormant but not dead, with he lays down a doctrine in which he is similar emotions, and though recognised, directly at issue with the often-quoted by force of man's common nature, as re- opinion of Festus :velations of their own being, yet surprise by their novelty; while the power of ex
“ If learning be necessary to the relipression thus manifested is esteemed (and gionist, more especially is it necessary !! rightly) to partake of divine energy and the religious poet. For every poet is influence. Equally strange to the ut
an enthusiast.' To preserve the religious terer as to the hearer, neither has any poet from madness, and to prevent kim control over passion so strongly excited, from making others mad also, learning and both appear as possessed with an over and science are indispensilly necessary." mastering spirit of enthusiasm. Fami. liarity, however, with the oracular voice Now, supposing that we were to side will restore the mind to its equilibrium. with Festus in the controversy, and Then Reason asserts dominion over the believe that much learning does someaccesses and issues of ecstasy, though sa- times drive the religionist mad; or cred and veritable, and promulges the that, agreeing with Mr. Heraud in bis important law, that the spirits of the theory, we were yet to imagine him prophets are subject to the prophets.' not possessed of the necessary quantum Thus submitted to reflection, the violence of learning to act as a preservative; is restrained, and, at length, the rapture upon either of these suppositions we of a communication, no longer extraor- might supply a very feasible excuse dinary, discouraged and extinguished.- for Mr. Heraud's extravagances. Anon, the revelations made become materials for learned interpretation, and next
We have already said that there are for controversy, until, finally, the result
some passages of great power. We of arguments upon their meaning is sub- wish that they were more, and that stituted for the original documents them they were not so completely lost in selves. Thus, as Bishop Horsley remarks the bewildering whirlpool of extrava
- The Word of wisdom and the Word gant conceptions with which the poet of knowledge were to the first preachers
has surrounded them. instead of learning: in these latter ages, Apparent nari nantes in gurgite vasto. when the Spirit no longer imparts his extraordinary gifts, learning is instead of Perhaps we attach too much credit them.'"
to these occasional displays of poetic
power. We question if any man of We must have done. We have ordinary talents—and Mr. Heraud is spoken of Mr. Heraud's work in a decidedly more than this—under the strain which soine may consider harsh. influence of the most exciting of all We would be glad it we could speak passions, inordinate self-esteem, could of his labours (for industry is, perhaps, write 274 closely-printed pages of bon
bast, without occasionally happening lost a battle from labouring under a fit opon the sublime. Mr. Heraud's book of indigestion. We really should not exactly verifies Horace's description be much surprised to discover that Mr.
Heraud has been in the habit of eating Cajas velat ægri somnia, vane
highly seasoned suppers, and that these Fingentur species.
pages contain the record of his dysThe fantastic imaginings of the De- peptic dreams, in which the phantasies scent into Hell are really not unlike the of an ardent imagination, combining strange dreams that physicians tell us with the gross vapours of an overload. are sometimes symptomatic of dyspep-ed stomach, might occasionally shape sia. The greatest geniuses are not themselves into the sublime, but far above being affected by the influence oftener assume the appearance of the of that very necessary organ the sto- grotesque, the ludicrous, and the absurd. mach. Even Bonaparte is said to have
THE BRITISH ASSOCIATION.
We cannot permit this number of the Dublin University Magazine to go forth to the public without recording in our pages the visit of the British Association to the metropolis of Ireland. It had been our intention to have presented our readers with a full report of the proceedings, and we had actually made our arrangements for carrying this intention into effect. Upon consideration, however, We determined that we might occupy our pages with more interest to our readers than by devoting a large portion to the report of scientific discussions unintelligible to the generality of our readers, and perhaps in the meagre and condensed shape in which we would have been obliged to present them, uninteresting to all.
As Irishmen, we cannot but feel proud that this meeting of the Association has been distinguished above all others by the excellence of the arrangements made for the reception of the visitors. The liberality both of the University and other public bodies, as well as of private individuals, left nothing undone that hospitality could suggest to minister to the comfort of those who seemed to be considered as national guests. We could very easily perceive that many of the strangers left our shores with impressions of Ireland very different from those which they brought with them. We have always believed, that, as respects the general intelligence and information of its members, the tone of society is much higher in Dublin than in any other city in the world. We would not even except the metropolis of the empire or the boasted Athens of the north. It was with nationl pride that we perceived that the strangers who visited us during the last month felt this. We had a feeling perhaps somewhat more malicious than national pride in the consciousness that the members of the English Universities, who came over here with exaggerated notions of the superiority of Oxford and Cambridge, over our own Alma Mater, were a little humbled during their stay, and were surprised to find the least ostentatious members of our Irish University, certainly their equals, if not their superiors.
This much we have written as Irishmen, and here perhaps we should stop. We cannot, however, conceal our conviction that for the purposes of the advancement of science the Association is little better than useless.
It gives scientific men, or men who call themselves scientific, a week of pleasuring at the expense of three weeks' idleness, but it does nothing more. It has created scientific, as we have already had religious dissipation. Experimental philosophy may, perhaps, be served by it; and yet even here it can do nothing which might not be, which has not been much better done by the more useful scientific bodies who, content with being stationary, do not roam through the empire in the search of celebrity
It is, however, perhaps, a necessary consequence of the spirit of the age ; but
God knows we are no worshippers of that spirit. We cannot, however, but feel apprehensive when we find that even the still pursuits of science are, we must say, desecrated by the love of excitement and the desire of display. It is another triumph of the principle of the march of intellect, a principle which retetigit non polluit—may we not now add nihil non tetigit-to speak plainly of verses the dreams of the alchymists and turns the fine gold into dross-nihil quod the principle of humbug—the principle of penny magazines and mechanics institutes-the principle of sacrificing what is solid to what is showy-and spreading the waters of knowledge over a large surface without caring how shallow they may
The Association, we prophesy, will soon see its end. Its principle of existence is excitement, and with the novelty the excitement will subside. We do not, however, wish to contribute to a consummation which will come without our interference. It needs not “the serpents the reviewers” (as we, of the gentle craft, were somewhat unceremoniously named by its worthy secretary) to destroy it. We rejoice, however, that it has lived long enough to visit Ireland—we rejoice that its visit to this island has been marked by so many traits that confer honor upon our country and our countrymen. We rejoice in any thing that can confer honor
upon “ould Ireland,” and so having said enough, perhaps some will think too much upon a subject which we could not pass over in silencewill leave the “savans” and the Association to go their ways in peace—and we will return with a good heart and an honest purpose to our own labours labours that though we may say it, “that should not say it," will do more than fifty thousand British Associations to make that same “ould Ireland
“ What she ought to be,