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young men that ever lived, had acted as became himself, and might with perfect propriety give up the place, his talents being so prodigious that no power on earth could hinder him from being lord chancellor. Indeed John and Lucy had always thought the clerkship quite beneath him, and were not a little glad, perhaps, at finding a pretext for decently refusing it. But as Perkins was a young gentleman, whose candour was such that he was always swayed by the opinions of the last speaker, he did begin to feel now the truth of his uncle's statements, however disagreeable they might be.
Mr. Crampton continued “I think I know the cause of your patriotism ;-has not William Pitt Scully, Esq. had something to do with it?"
Mr. Perkins could not turn any redder than he was, but confessed with deep humiliation that “he had consulted Mr. Scully among other friends."
Mr. Crampton smiled-drew a letter from a heap before him, and tearing off the signature handed over the document to his nephew. It contained the following paragraphs :
“ Hawksby has sounded Scully: we can have him any day we want him. He talks
very big at present, and says he would not take any thing under a * ; this is absurd. He has a Yorkshire nephew coming up to town, and wants a place for him. There is one vacant in the Tape-office he says: have you not a promise of it?"
“I can't I can't believe it,” said John: “ this, sir, is some weak invention of the enemy. Scully is the most honourable man breathing."
“Mr. Scully is a gentleman in a very fair way to make a fortune, answered Mr. Crampton. “Look you, John,-it is just as well for your sake that I should give you the news a few weeks before the papers, for I don't want you to be ruined if I can help it, as I don't wish to have you on my hands. We know all the particulars of Scully's history: he was a tory attorney at Oldborough: he was filled by the present Lady Gorgon : turned radical, and fought Sir George in his own borough. Sir George would have had the peerage he is dying for had he not lost that second seat (by the by, my lady will be here in five minutes), and Scully is now quite firm there. Well, my dear lad, we have bought your incorruptible Scully. Look here," and Mr. Crampton produced three Morning Posts.
“The HONOURABLE HENRY HAWXBY'S DINNER-PARTY.-Lord So-and-So.-Duke of So-and-So.-W. Pitt Scully, Esq., M.P.'
Hawxby is our neutral, our dinner-giver. “* LADY DIANA DOLDRUM's Rout.-W. Pitt Scully, Esq., again.'
«« THE EARL of Mantrap's Grand Dinner.-A duke-four lords -Mr. Scully, and Sir George Gorgon.'”
“Well, but I don't see how you have bought him: look at his votes."
“My dear John," said Mr. Crampton, jingling his watch-seals very complacently, “I am letting you into fearful secrets. The great common end of party is to buy your opponents—the great statesman buys them for nothing.
Here the attendant genius of Mr. Crampton made his appearance,
and whispered something, to which the little gentleman said, “Show her ladyship in,” when the attendant disappeared.
“ John," said Mr. Crampton, with a very queer smile, “ you can't stay in this room while Lady Gorgon is with me; but there is a little clerk's room behind the screen there, where you can wait until I call you.”
John retired, and as he closed the door of communication, strange to say, little Mr. Crampton sprung up and said, “ Confound the young ninny, he has shut the door.'
Mr. Crampton then remembering that he wanted a map in the next room, sprang into it; left the door half-open in coming out, and was in time to receive her ladyship with smiling face as she, ushered by Mr. Strongitharm, majestically sailed in.
(To be concluded in our next.)
THE MUSIC AND POETRY OF PRINCE ALBERT.
In the first debate in the House of Lords, consequent on Her Majesty's having announced in Parliament, her intention of allying herself with the fortunate member of the roble family of Saxe-Gotha, on whom she has since bestowed her royal hand, the Duke of Wellington is stated to have said, " It appears to me that the public ought to know something beyond the name of the prince.” This observation was very just, for at the period at which his grace spoke the people of England possessed no information on which they could rely, concerning the future husband of their sovereign, except what had been conveyed to them in the speech from the throne, which merely stated, that he was Prince Albert of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha.” It is undeniable, however, that certain newspapers had endeavoured to remove the public ignorance, but by the means, only, of the most absurd mistatements, indicative alike of prejudice and incapacity-and in the absence of more trustworthy intelligence, they had made some progress in creating unfavourable impressions of his royal highness in the popular mind. This the zeal of ihose who were beiter informed, and more capable of doing justice to the subject,* not only completely removed, but the mental, moral, and personal recommendations of the prince have been proved to be so far beyond what any reasonable being could have expected, that now the admiration of the English people appears to be only exceeded by their astonishment.
Of his personal gifts we are not now called upon to speak. His numerous appearances in public, and the seeming endless multiplication of his likeness, must have satisfied our readers that he is “a very proper man.”
Of his moral qualifications we have had evidence equally unanswerable, in accounts from individuals who have enjoyed opportunities for observing his brief but brilliant career. His character is
• Vide Mr. Sboberl's “ Prince Albert, and the House of Saxony." March.-VOL. LVIII. No. ccxxxi.
known to be as unexceptionable as his person. It is his mind, and his mind only that comes within our province.
It may appear to many that the accomplishments so recently discovered in bis royal highness, savour somewhat too prominently of hyperbole, and exist but in the flattering imaginations of his courtiers. But when the means he has had for possessing such qualifications are known, and the direct proofs of their existence are produced, there cannot remain the slightest doubt of their genuineness. After undergoing a careful preliminary schooling in his birthplace, the Castle of Ehrenburg, under masters selected from the college of Coburg, in whom his talents created the most favourable impressions, he was sent to England, where he continued his studies at Kensington and Claremont, chiefly in the society of his future consort. Here he remained from his eleventh year, for nearly a year and a half. On returning to his own country, his education was carried on with that vigour and comprehensiveness, that so peculiarly mark a scholastic course in Germany, and with such excellent result, that at seventeen he passed the examination which precedes the entrance of a student to the University of Bonn, in a manner that elicited the most marked commendation. While remaining here his progress was rapid in every branch of human learning-and these were by no means few or easy of acquirement, that entered within the scope of his study. His scholastic attainments excited the admiration of the professors; but to such pursuits he united, with all the enthusiasm of a German scholar, a love for some more graceful in their influence.
Though he laboured in other directions, poetry, music, and painting engrossed his entire affections during the latter portion of his college career ; and since then, in his travels to Italy and to other countries that afforded him the best means of fostering and improving his natural taste for these delightful arts, he has employed all his leisure in their fascinating study. This taste he seems to have shared in an extraordinary, yet very pleasing manner, with his brother Prince Ernest; and the latter being gifted with similar talents, they have been much in the habit of exercising their accomplishments conjointly: Prince Albert illustrating with a pencil the poetical ideas of his elder brother, or seeking to give the other's poetry a musical interpretation. Thus they were at once artists, poets, and musicians. Of their skill in painting we have only heard; but we have more direct evidence of their genius in the sister arts. Prince Albert, a short time since, published a volume of lyrical poems at Bonn, for the benefit of the poor of that university. They are distinguished by generous sentiments, and an earnest sympathy for all things good and beautiful in nature. They are more reflective than might be generally anticipated from so young a writer ; but the German youth, it must be remembered, is quite a different being from the English youth. His contemplations are not only remarkably thoughtful, but disclose an acquaintance with the profound subtilties of metaphysics, when his English contemporary is scarcely free of grammatical tasks.
These poems of his royal highness we shall take another opportunity of considering. At present, we must confine ourselves to a notice of the collection of songs and ballads, written and composed by Prince Albert and his brother. When they were first presented to us, it ap
peared as though we had quietly glided back to the romantic age of the Troubadours, when nothing was so proper as a minstrel of royal blood enlivening his leisure by becoming a candidate for the honours of the gaie science. Still, with the assistance of such pleasant retrospection, we vainly sought an instance like the one before us, of two brothers of one of the noblest families in Europe, so equally gifted in the combination of verse and melody, as to be enabled, with equal effect, to perform the duties of the poet when the other sought those of the minstrel, and seek a musical reputation when his associate preferred the fame of the poet. We therefore opened this interesting work with feelings of singular pleasure-a pleasure, too, that increased as every production we examined introduced us to fresh proofs of taste and skill in the young authors and composers.
The first of the series, “ Mein Lebewohl,” written by Prince Albert and set to music by Prince Ernest, the translator, Mr. G. F. Richardson, of the British Museum, has entitled “ Farewell to Home.” The song is a graceful valedictory lyric, affording proofs of high poetical talent. It appears to have been written immediately previous to his commencing his travels; and though his aspirations at that period were those of a young enthusiast having a brilliant career before him, he does not seem then to have anticipated the enviable station to which it led. The music is of a corresponding character, exhibiting many ingenious modulations, an agreeable melody, and accompaniments skilfully and appropriately arranged. The next is composed by Prince Albert to some words written by Prince Ernest, in which the latter addresses his brother in a strain of affectionate interest, that gives the reader a most amiable picture of the two princes. The melody, in the key of A flat major time, is simple and plaintive, with characteristic accompaniments. The third is both written and composed by Prince Albert, and affords us a new feature of his accomplished mind, for the words are Italian, and to the following effect:
« Ah che il destino, mio bel tesoro
Altro che pene non ha per me !
Non ho ma bene lontan' da te !"
This verse is prettily set in the key of B flat major, and it is succeeded by another musical composition from the same source, in G minor, very ably arranged to some truly poetical words by his brother. This is followed by a very simple and chaste ballad melody also by the same composer, and an interesting lyric by Prince Ernest, describing the life of a wandering harper; which leads to one of a similar character supposed to be sung by a mother over her sleeping infant, in which the brothers continue their situations of poet and composer, as in the last. This they repeat in the next of the series, which is a charming serenade, likely to become a general favourite; and, in the succeeding one, an agreeable contrast to it, being an elegant and cleverly-constructed song, the words addressed to an absent friend.
In the following, the style of the music is rather more severe, but it has been composed to one of Bürde's serious lyrics, which sufficiently accounts for its possessing this character. The same simplicity, though in a more pleasing form, reigns in the next production, to some pastoral verses of W. Von. Schütz. But in the one that succeeds them we again find Prince Albert uniting in himself the vocations of poet and musician, in a most exquisite love-song : one as eloquent as ever was heard in the sunny land of Provence when“ Love was Heaven, and Heaven was Love." We beg leave to quote the words.
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The following melody, by the same accomplished composer, is a pastoral hymn breathing the spirit of a pure devotion; the poetry is by Eichendorff. This is succeeded by a spirited ballad, of which both poetry and music are by Prince Ernest; which brings us to another tasteful melody, by Prince Albert, united to words by F. Rückert. We have now gone through about one half of the entire collection, quite sufficient to give a fair idea of the character of the whole; and, as chamber-songs, independently of the interest attached to them in consequence of the exalted source whence they proceed, we know of no series so worthy of being studied. The most fastidious would approve of them. They suit every kind of voice, particularly such as are of limited compass, and by the pianoforte-player are equally easy of: attainment. The consideration of these things makes us anticipate that the fame of our royal minstrels, Alfred the Great and Richard Ceur de Lion, will soon be far exceeded by the youthful and accomplished husband of our gracious sovereign.
The better to enable these songs to be sung by the English singer, Mr. Richardson-favourably known by his version of the poet Körner -has translated each of them from the German, and his translation accompanies the music. The work is beautifully got up, and embellished with a fine portrait of Prince Albert.