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nestine, and you will find means to Sabaoth wept in the most touching live there, as well as any where else. and most laughable manner. The two Your profession is not so exalted, but poor Andalusian mares were knocked that you may gain by it as much in up-our Pilgrims, however, kept movFrance as you did in Grenada; besides, ing; not that they had any longer a that place must assuredly be in the hope of success, but they were less hands of the Spaniards, and what tired when travelling than when quiet. would you now do there? Come with They had gained the banks of the me, I say, my Ernestine is a French- Loire ; but neither at Angers, Tours, woman, and we shall surely find her. or at Orleans, could they learn any inYou are old, I am young, and I will telligence of the Piper or of his charmwork for Ernestine and for you; our ing daughter. At Paris they were Andalusian mares will carry us over still more unlucky, for they might the world; coine along." Sabaoth have found here a thousand Arabians complied, and was not the first instance for one player on the pipes. There of wisdom being led by folly. Folly! were numberless girls, but no Ernesis there any folly that deserves so much tine. God of Love, what a difference indulgence as that of love ; it excites between them !! energy in the coldest hearts, and at- Our Pilgrims left Paris, and took tacks the most indifferent. The sighs the road to Flanders. Oh Flanders ! of Sabaoth were almost in unison with we must now return to the sorrowing those of Amurat, and on seeing the Ernestine. The poor girl deserved gambols of the shepherdesses in the pity-she had no longer those tints of plains, his heart revived, and he re- and lilies, whose brilliancy gretted that the time of his youth had could not formerly have been seen been so much employed in stables. with impunity, and she was become But let us not stop our two fugitives; so thin and pale, Amurat, the enathey arrived at Pampeluna, following moured Amurat himself would hardly the road the Minstrel had taken ; but have known her. Unfortunate Amuthere happened so strange an adven- rat! as he travelled, his embarrassture to Amurat at Pampeluna, we can. ments increased : for, independent of not pass it over. A youth of Navarre, the pains of love which he equally struck with the beauty, and deceived suffered with Ernestine, his purse, by the dress of Ainurat, took it into and that of Sabaoth, were exhausted. his head to make love to him, while They were forced, Mahommedans as he was alone in the room, and Sabaoth they were, to go from convent to occupied with the care of his horses. convent begging hospitality. One evenThe discourteous knight fastened the ing they knocked at the gate of the door, and was about to attempt vio, monastry of Vaucelles. The Minstrel lence on him: the brave Moor smiled was at that moment relating some of at first at his mistake, and without de- his minor adventures, which he had ceiving the Navarrois, began to defend omitted in the history of his life, and himself; but the other, firmly per- they were all sitting round the fire. suaded that it was a woman, flattered The wind whistled so loud, some said himself with an easy conquest. The they heard mournful cries, which problows however which he received from bably were nothing but the breeze; Amurat, made him comprehend that it but the Minstrel swore that it was an would not be so easy as he had ima, apparition ; he was perfectly convinced gined. He had not thought that a there were such, for he had seen one woman could have had so much cour- at Toledo with his two eyes. age and strength. He was knocked night,” said he, soon after I had come down repeatedly, and Amurat was to Toledo, as I was sleeping in my bed kicking him out of the room when Sa“ beside my chaste companion, I heard baoth entered in amazement.
my water-pot tumble down, which Our two adventurers arrived in made me start up in my sleep, and, France, questioning all travellers, and by the glimmering light of my small passing through various provinces. lamp, I noticed a man in his shirt They had lost the thread of their in- descend from my window. He seems quiries, and were in despair. From ed to resemble a good deal the officer Pampeluna to Vaucelles is a long way; of the holy brotherhood; but it cere how to succeed in so difficult an un- tainly was an optical illusion which dertaking!
deceived my sight, and made me mis
take a living for a dead man. I jump- completely defeated. I was holding ed out of my bed, and ran into the in readiness, behind the baggage, these kitchen, where I passed the reinain- same Andalusian mares whom I have , der of the night in the utmost fear, seen you curricomb and purge with so and without closing an eye.". mueh intelligence. Vain precaution !
He was at this part of the story, the conqueror advanced, dispersed us, when they heard a loud knocking at and cut off all passage to Grenada. the gate. The Minstrel trembled more Finding it impossible to return thither, than when in his bed he saw the ap- and fearing the holy office, should i parition ; but they laughed at his be taken by the Spaniards, I disguise alarm, and made him go and see who ed myself, and wrapping myself up in was at the gate. “Who is there?" this robe, which was then handsome, “ Open to two poor travellers.” The I traversed Spain, and arrived in gate is opened, and the first person who France. But, in the mean time, bepresented himself to his view was fore I relate to you all my disasters, Sabaoth. He thought he was the could you not order me a little someDevil, and trembled more in all his thing to eat.” limbs than formerly in the stable at The Minstrel, who had no more Grenada, when this fower of grooms gall than a dove, forgetting all that he laid the thong on his innocent shoul- had formerly suffered from the reders. Sabaoth also knew again him doubtable Sabaoth, flew to the kitchen, whom he had taught to physic horses, and brings him the remains of an old and who had doctored a Žegris, but pastry, and a flagon of champaign did not feel much satisfaction at it, for wine, which the faithless Mussulman he was afraid that, now as the Min- finds a thousand times better than all strel was on his own dunghill, he the sour sherbet of Grenada. might feel himself inclined to repay Love, thou cruel and delightful him all the kindness he had received god, thou recallest me to thee, and to at Grenada.
quit the hall of the strangers to attend The Minstrel did not recollect Amu- to what is passing in the ladies apartrat, so much had his dress disguised ment. Precisely at the moment the him. He conducted him to the ladies' Minstrel presented the handsome Aapartment, where Ernestine came to murat to Ernestine, this poor unforreceive him, and having placed the tunate was weeping over his fate, pretended damsel in proper hands, he which was her usual occupation when returned to the hall of the strangers, alone in company she contented herwhere he was accustomed to do the self with thinking of him and sighing. honours of the monastery to visitors in “ Alas," said she, “ he is now withthe absence of the steward.
out doubt no longer among the living " Sir Sabaoth, by what adventure the holy office never quits its prey. are you reduced to ask hospitality in a He is dead--the beloved of my lieart, Christian monastery, you who laid my eternal torment, and yet my dedown the laws and gave such rude light.” As she was thus talking to blows in those superb stables of Gre- herself, a young lady, dirtily dressed, nada?" " Alas,” replied Sabaoth, entered the apartment; she wore a “ I may also ask you by what chain veil that covered her face, and a gown ef events a Minstrel turned stable-boy, that no one would ever have guessed and afterward Esculapius in the king- to have been sky blue, or a robe in dom of Murcia, can have fallen from which love would ever have dressed such high state, as to be reduced in out an admirer. This awkward lady the Low Countries to act the part of advanced, with an embarrassed and porter to a set of Monks ? But I see melancholy air, and with trembling now my own fate, that the powerful steps, but without taking her eyes off master of our destinies, after having the ground, towards Ernestine, who scattered us over this lower earth, conducted her to the chamber she was amuses bimself sometimes in making to sleep in, also without looking at her. us trom millers turn Bishops: It has Ye blind admirers of a blind god, happened to the gallant Zegris, for- neither of you know the other. Ermerly our common master. This great nestine sighs—this sigh is mechanicalinan, appointed General of Grenada, ly repeated by Amurat-he seats himwas conquered, Sir Minstrel, by the self-thanks her, with uplifted hands, too fortunate Castillians, and his army without looking at her-Ernestin
says, “ Madam, can I be of any ser- him to the monastery, was a boy, and vice to you? Would you wish for any neither more nor less than Amurat. supper” At the sound of this voice, At the name of Amurat, the Minstrel which vibrated at the bottom of his bristled up like a game-cock, flung heart, Amurat cries out, “ Ernestine, Sabaoth's turban into the fire, and Ernestine ! it must be thee whom I was tearing away his gray beard by have heard, and whom I have now handfuls; “ Race destested, of Cain found again.” He throws himself at or of Beelzebub," bawled out the her feet, while she casts herself into Minstrel ; was it for such circumhis arms.
cised dogs to pretend to marry my The Minstrel's wife, now become daughter?” They had the utmost difcook to the visitors, on coming to re- ficulty disengage the unfortunate ceive orders from the strange lady, Sabaoth from the hands of this madsurprises her daughter in the midst man; but no sooner did the Lord Aba of these inexpressible embraces.-- bot appear, than the sight of his pec"Mother!" exclaims Ernestine, “it toral cross calmed the rage of the resis the faithful Amurat, who has been pectful serpent. The Abbot told him seeking me all the world over.” The he was a fool." Most reverend fareader may remember that this dame ther,” replied the Minstrel, “ my. had favoured their loves with all her wife has told me so these many years. power, and to accomplish their mar. “ Your wife is in the right," answerriage had not scrupled to rob her hus- ed the head of the monastery; she is band. She had been in despair of desirous to conclude a marriage which Amurat's life, from the moment she you ought to have had done in Mursaw him carried off by her ancient cia, and had you then consented you lover, the officer of the holy inquisi- would have spared yourself a great tion-She had witnessed the declining deal of trouble. Unnatural father ! health of her daughter-it may be would you see your daughter perish guessed, therefore, how happy the before your eyes ? come forward, Ersight of the handsome Moor made her. nestine, it is I that will perform this But how could they make the Minstrel marriage ; give me your hand my hear reason ? he was generally one of pretty, and let this faithful Moor rethe best natured men in the world, ceive it; I will that he remain in the but the most intractable in matters of convent until my nephew sets out for religion. His wife thought of a me- Frizeland, whither he shall accomthod that would ensure success : it was pany him. He has travelled over to gain over the Lord Abbot, who cer- many parts of the world, and has been tainly ought to know better than any unfortunate, two sufficient qualificabagpiper, whether a Christian could tions to guide the youth of my neconscientiously espouse a sectary of phew; he shall be his esquire, and I Mahommed.
will take charge of his fortune. I The Lord Abbot was not only free shall instruct him in the principles of from bigotry, but very well informed. our holy religion, and if he embraces He quoted numberless examples of it, I pretend that it shall be by persuch marriages legally contracted, from suasion alone, and of his own freethe times of Mahommed to the pre- will." sent moment. He named several kings The Cambresian was enchanted with of Portugal and of Spain, who had the idea of his uncle ; he embraced Amarried the daughters of Moorish murat, who cast himself at the Abbot's princes, and even emperors of Con- feet, and said, “ Reverend Father, I stantinople, who had formed similar will follow no other religion but yours connexions, without the Patriarchs and Ernestine’s,-I was the most having had any thing to say against wretched of mankind-you have made them.
me the most happy”- -on his respectAfter such authorities, nothing re- fully approaching the Minstrel, he exmained but to tell the Minstrel what claimed, “ Ah! with all my heart, was passing; but this good' Minstrel now thou art a Christian, and my Lord was at the moment in an excess of Abbot will have it so.” He then kissrage, and had almost throttled poored the hands of his mother-in-law, but Sabaoth, who, while they were drink- the presence of the Abbot could not ing together, had told him that the prevent him from throwing himself with pretended girl, who had accompanied transport into the arms of Ernestine.
All present were much affected, occasionally to put on. " I have been when Sabaoth, of whom no one had every thing that it has pleased you to thought in these arrangements, said, make me I have been cuckolded and sorrowfully, “ And what is to become beaten, and yet, my dear, I am hapof me then?” On turning their eyes py.”—His wife continued to cook, in on him, the sight of his bald head, his her best manner, for all the ladies who beard, that had been so inhumanly sought hospitality; and Ernestine had torn by the terrible Minstrel, and his the attention to keep the apartments dress all in tatters, together with his very clean, and the beds well made, strange countenance, formed such a
The young boys now became as big as spectacle, that even at this inelting father and mother; passed one of them moment, it was impossible to check a for the best chimer, and the other for laugh. Even Ernestine herself sinil- the best raker of walks in all the couned, for the first time, since her sepa- try of Cambresis. ration from Amurat-precious smile- The Lord Abbot felicitated himself it was a prelude to the happiness she on having attached so many worthy was about to enjoy. The Lord Abbot people to his monastery. There were thrice opened his mouth to address Sa- none, not even Sabaoth, who did not feel baoth, and thrice burst out into laugh- pride in their employment, and he was ter-he recovered himself, however, quoted as the first of all grooms in but it was not without difficulty, to that neighbourhood. The Abbot seesay,
“ Sir Sabaoth, after the brilliant ing them all so contented by his situation you lately occupied under a means, was happy himself from hav, Zegris, it may perhaps be indecorous ing been the cause—but we may search in me to offer you the less honourable now alas in vain, for such worthiness employment of taking care of the mule, in monasteries or elsewhere. the ass, and two cart horses of the convent, together with my hackney—but it is all I can offer you, and the only employment that is now vacant. " Ny reverend father,” replied the
THE PRISONER'S PRAYER TO SLEEP. old Moor,“ beasts for beasts, it is all one to me; and I shall like as well to (By the Author of thc Lines on thc Funeral curry asses and mules, as Andalusian
of Sir John Moore.) mares. My misery and troubles have cured me of ambition ; I therefore ac- O gentle Sleep! wilt Thou lay thy head cept your offer, and will be the head For one little hour on thy Lover's bed, of your stud, whatever it may consist And none but the silent stars of night of.
Shall witness be to our delight ! The marriage-day of Amurat and Alas! 'tis said that the Couch must be Ernestine was fixed, it was a holy day of the Lider-down that is spread for 'Thee, for all the vassals of the monastery of So, I in my sorrow must lie alone, Vaucelles; and Amurat, on becoming For mine, sweet Sleep! is a Couch of stone. a husband, did not cease being a lover. Ernestine recovered her good looks, Then, the saddest of music is ever here,
Music to Thee I know is dear; and the gayety of her age. She had For Grief sits with me in my cell
, only one chagrin, when her husband And she is a Syren who singeth well. departed with the young Cambresian, of whom we have said so much in the But Thou, glad Sleep! lovost gladsome airs, course of this true history; but this And wilt only come to thy Lover's prayers
When the bells of merriment are ringing, chagrin was not of any duration, for
And bliss with liquid voice is singing. the war in Finland was neither perilous nor long.
Fair Sleep! so long is thy beauty wooed, The Minstrel gayly grew old under No Rival hast Thou in my solitude ; the shade of his serpent—the others Be mine, my Love! and we two will lie began to taste happiness, but for him, Embraced for ever-or awake to die ! he had always been happy. Feeling, Dear Sleep! farewell !-hour, hour, hour, however, an increase of happiness at
hour, the comfortable arrangements, he ad- Will slowly bring on the gleam of Morrow, dressed his chaste companion in a dig- But Thou art Joy's faithful Paramour, nified manner, which he knew how And lie wilt Thou not in the arms of Sorror. THE LITERARY CHARACTER, ILLUS- with so much of the shrewdness, and
TRATED BY THE HISTORY OF MEN even wisdom of age ; in short, we know OF GENIUS, &c. BY MR D'ISRAELI.* of nobody else who seems to be a Man
of Letters, so entirely from the pure This is one of the most amusing works love of literature, who follows so un. of one of the most amusing of our restrainedly the bent of his nature, English authors. Mr D'Israeli pos- and who therefore unites with the sesses a great fund of literary anecdote, knowledge, we might almost say the and it is at all times disposeable. He erudition, of the author—the liberal has not, perhaps, a very reasoning spirit and accomplishments of the genmind, and being aware of that, he tleman. rarely enters into any lengthened dis- If we have formed a just estimate of cussion of principles; but being a man the value of this volume, an abstract of sensibility, observation, and fancy, of some of its most interesting chaphe is perpetually throwing out very ters cannot fail to afford pleasure to true and delicate remarks and senti- such of our readers as may not have ments, expressed with much warmth seen the original book. And in our and earnestness, and accompanied with abstract we shall imitate the desultory rich and lively illustration. Open manner of Mr D’Israeli himself. where we may a volume of his writ- In his chapter “On the Youth of įngs, and we are sure at once to come Genius,” Nir D’Israeli observes, that on something entertaining ; and if we
many sources of genius have been laid be in the habit of thinking for our- open to us, but though these may selves as we read, every page is so sometimes call it forth, they have nevsprinkled over with hints, suggestions, er supplied its place. The equality of and feelings, that, like the conversation minds, in their native state, he justly of a well-informed and intelligent considers as monstrous a paradox as friend, Mr D’Israeli's compositions put the equality of men in a political state, our minds upon the alert, and exer- Johnson has defined genius as cise, without fatiguing our faculties. mind of general powers accidentally Though a great story-teller, he is never determined by soine particular direca gossip; his stories, too, are all of in- tion," a theory which rejects any na teresting people, and they are uniforme tive aptitude, and according to which ly narrated with a moral purpose. the reasoning Locke, without an ear Indeed, the principal charm of all his or eye, might have become the music works, and especially of the present, cal and fairy Spencer. Reynolds again is that we always find ourselves in the thought that pertinacious labour could very best company. Famous names do every thing. Akenside more truly shine over every page—the voices of says, that “ from Heaven descends the the illustrious dead become familiar to flame of genius to the human heart.” our ears—we see the great men of But though the origin of genius be great times, not like ghosts rising from dark, its history may be clear, and althe grave, but clothed in all the glad- though we cannot be her legislator, we ness of animation, and we constantly may be her annalist. In reading the shut his volumes with brightened fan- memoirs of a man of genius, we have cies, a heightened enthusiasm, and a often cause
often cause to reprobate the domestic more vital sympathy with the noblest persecutions of those who opposed his of our kind. We are inclined to think, inclinations. The Port Royal Society that in English literature at least, Mr thrice burned the romance which Rae D’Israeli is a writer sui generis, for cine at length got by heart. Pascal's we know not any other person in whom father would not suffer him to study is combined the same light literary in- Euclid. The father of Petrarch burnt formation with such power of lively the poetical library of his son, amid expression,—the same unaffected and the shrieks, groans, and tears of the empassioned enthusiasm towards every youth. The uncle of Alfieri for twen. thing in the shape of genius, with so ty years suppressed the poetical charac. considerable a share of that rare facul- ter of the noble bard. The truth is, ty in himself,—the same eager, ram- that the parents of a man of genius bling, and desultory spirit of youth, have had another association of ideas
concerning him than we have had. London, John Murray, Albemarle We see a great man, they a disobediSreet. 1818.
ent child, we track him through his