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JOSEPH BONAPARTE.-At Florence, aged 76, DEATH OF THE GRAND DUCHESS ALEXANDRA, Joseph Bonaparte, Count de Survilliers, the elder oF RUSSIA.-It is our painful duty to announce brother of Napoleon, and formerly King of Naples and King of Spain.
the death of the yonthful Princess Alexandra Nicolaewna, fourth daughter of his Imperial Majesty the Emperor of all the Russias, and Consort of the eldest son of the Landgrave of Hesse, the Prince Frederick, to whom her Imperial Highness has been married not quite a twelvemonth. It may be doubtless remembered that the departure of the Czar from our shores was considerably hastened by the alarming accounts received here of the young Princess's declining health. Since that peried the disorder has gained such rapid ground that all hope of ultimate recovery had been for some time abandoned.
He was born in 1768, at Corte, in the island of Corsica; and attended his brother in his first campaign of Italy in 1796. Having been appointed a member of the legislative body, he was distinguished for his moderation and good sense, and gave proofs of generous firmness, when be undertook to defend General Bonaparte, then in Egypt, against the accusations of the Directory. Under the Consulate he was member of the Council of State, and one of the witnesses to the treaty of Luneville. On the accession of Napoleon to the empire, the crown of Lombardy was offered Her Imperial Highness was born on the 24th to, and refused by him. A few days after the of June, 1825, and was consequently only just battle of Austerlitz he assumed the command of turned nineteen. The accounts of the demise of the army destined to invade the kingdom of Na- the Grand Duchess, which came from St. Petersples, penetrated, without striking a blow, to Capua, burgh, reached the Russian Embassy in this capand, on the 15th of February, 1806, he made his ital on Thursday morning-Court Journal. entrance into Naples, of which kingdom the Emperor appointed him Sovereign. The government of Joseph, as King of Naples, though short, was not sterile. In the space of less than two We regret to announce the death of LADY ANNE years he drove the English from the kingdom, ELIZABETH SCOTT, eldest sister of his Grace the Duke of Buccleuch. The melancholy event took reorganized the army and navy, and completed many public works. In 1808 he proceeded to place on Tuesday morning, at Leamington Spa, occupy the throne of Spain; which he abandoned where her ladyship had been residing for some after the battle of Vittoria. On his return to time past for the benefit of her health, which had France be took the command of Paris, and, faith-long been in a declining state. The Duke and ful to the orders of the Emperor, he accompanied the Empress regent to Chartres, and subsequently to Blois, after the invasion of the Allies, and assembled around her all the disposable troops. After the abdication of Fontainebleau, Prince Joseph Napoleon was obliged to withdraw to Switzerland. He returned to France in 1815, the same day the Emperor arrived at Paris. After the battle of Waterloo he embarked for America, where his brother, whom he was never more to see, appointed to meet him. In 1817 the State of New-Jersey, and in 1825 the legislature of the State of New-York, authorized him to possess lands without becoming an American citizen.
Duchess of Buccleuch left Montagu House on
The Count de Survilliers did not return to Europe until 1832. He then came to England, where he resided several years. A painful malady, which required a milder climate, obliged him to demand permission of the foreign powers to fix his residence at Florence, where he breathed his SAMUEL DRUMMOND, the head of a family long last. He was attended on his dying bed by his and indefatigably distinguished in the cultivation brothers, Louis and Jerome. There remain of the of the art of painting, and the author of numerEmperor's brothers but the two latter princes-ous works of very considerable merit, died at his Louis, formerly King of Holland, and Jerome, residence in Soho on the 6th, at the age of 79.formerly King of Westphalia.-Gent's Mag. Lit. Gaz.
THE DUKE D'ANGOULEME.-At Goritz, in | SELECT LIST OF RECENT PUBLICATIONS. Austria, aged 68, Louis Antoine Duc d' Angou
He was born Aug. 6, 1775, the elder of the two sons of Charles Philippe Comte d'Artois, afterwards Charles X., by Maria Theresa, daughter of Victor III., King of Sardinia.
The youthful Dauphin, Louis XVII., having, as it is tolerably well ascertained, perished in the dungeon wherein the ruffians of the revolutionary government had immured him, and the Salique law prohibiting the descent of the crown to the the Princess Royal of France, she was united on the 10th June, 1709, to the Duc d'Angoulême. Louis XVIII. ascended the throne on the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty, in the year 1814; and dying without issue in 1824, the succession devolved upon the Comte d'Artois, who reigned as Charles X. In 1820 he was placed at the head of the army which made a demonstration, rather than a campaign, in Spain. His exploits, however, were the subjects both of the French painters and sculptors of that period.
The events of 1830 are too well known to require even a cursory notice. An unsuccessful attempt was made on the third of the "great days of July," by M. Jacques Laffitte, and the leading members of the newly-elected Chamber of Deputies, to induce a withdrawal of the obnoxious ordinances which had been issued by the ministry of the Prince de Polignac. The government hesitated, and when their misguided sovereign became willing to accede to the proposal of the deputies, M. Lafitte declared that it was then too late. Ultimately Charles X. signed an abdication at Rambouillet, and his son the Duc d'Angoulême resigned his right of succession in favour of his young nephew, the Duc de Bordeaux, whose father, the Duc de Berri, was assassinated in 1820.
The Duc d'Angoulême seems to have been a harmless character, of no marked talent, and of no decided propensities. During the government of Charles X. he was content with doing what he was bid-at the revolution of 1830 he was content
with doing nothing-and during the exile of his house he was content with being nothing. In private life he appears to have been an amiable
When he perceived his death approaching, he sent to the archives of the War Department at Paris an important work which he had got executed during the Restoration, giving, in folio, plans, drawings, and full descriptions of all the fortified places in France, showing their weak points, the best modes of attacking them, and the proper manner of defence.
The cause of his death was a cancer in the pylorus. On the 8th of June his funeral was celebrated in the cathedral of Goritz, and thence proceeded to the chapel of the Franciscan convent, situated on a height at the west of the town. The Duc de Bordeaux followed the car on foot, in a mourning cloak. Count de Montbel, Viscount de Champagny, and the Duke de Blacas, also in mourning cloaks, walked behind the Duke; next came the French now at Goritz, the authorities, and the inhabitants. The body was placed in the vault where the mortal remains of Charles
X. rest.-Gent's. Mag.
From Frazer's Magazine.
mention of no eminent contemporary's name called forth a sigh, or an anecdote, or a kind expression. He did not love the I WISH to write about Thomas Campbell past-he lived for to-day and for to-morin the spirit of impartial friendship: I can- morrow, and fed on the pleasures of hope, not say that I knew him long, or that I not the pleasures of memory. Spence, Bosknew him intimately. I have stood, when well, Hazlitt, or Henry Nelson Coleridge, a boy, between his knees; he has advised had made very little of his conversation; me in my literary efforts, and lent me books. old Aubrey, or the author of Polly PeachI have met him in mixed societies-have am's jests, had made much more, but the supped with him in many of his very many portrait in their hands had only been true lodgings have drunk punch of his own to the baser moments of his mind; we had brewing from his silver bowl-have min-lost the poet of Hope and Hohenlinden in gled much with those who knew and under- the coarse sketches of anecdote and narrastood him, and have been at all times a tive which they told and drew so truly. diligent inquirer, and, I trust, recorder of much that came within my immediate knowledge, about him. But let me not raise expectation too highly. Mr. Campbell was not a communicative man; he knew much, but was seldom in the mood to tell what he knew. He preferred a smart saying, or a seasoned or seasonable story; he trifled in his table-talk, and you might sound him about his contemporaries to very little purpose. Lead the conversation as you liked, Campbell was sure to direct it in a different way. He had no arrow-flights of thought. You could seldom awaken a recollection of the dead within him; the NOVEMBER, 1844. 19
Thomas Campbell was born in Glasgow, on the 27th of July, 1777, the tenth and youngest child of his parents. His father was a merchant in that city, and in his sixty-seventh year when the poet (the son of his second marriage) was born. He died, as I have heard Campbell say, at the great age of ninety-two. His mother's maiden name was Mary Campbell.
Mr. Campbell was entered a student of the High School at Glasgow, on the 10th of October, 1785. How long he remained there no one has told us. In his thirteenth year he carried off a bursary from a competitor twice his age, and took a prize for
a translation of The Clouds of Aristophanes, [ On quitting the Glasgow University, pronounced unique among college exer- Mr. Campbell accepted the situation of a cises. Two other poems of this period were tutor in a family settled in Argyllshire. The Choice of Paris and The Dirge of Here he composed a copy of verses, printed among his poems on the roofless abode of that sept of the Clan Campbell,
question are barren of promise-they flow freely, and abound in pretty similitudes; but there is more of the trim garden breeze in their composition, than the fine bracing air of Argyllshire.
He did not remain long in the humble situation of a tutor, but made his way to Edinburgh in the winter of 1798. What his expectations were in Edinburgh, no one has told us. He came with part of a poem in his pocket, and acquiring the friendship of Dr. Robert Anderson, and the esteem of Dugald Stewart, he made bold to lay his poem and his expectations before them. The poem in question was the first rough draft of Pleasures of Hope. Stewart nod
When Galt, in 1833, drew up his autobiography, he inserted a short account of from which he sprung. The Lines in Campbell. "Campbell," says Galt, "began his poetical career by an Ossianic poem, which his 'school-fellows published by subscription, at two-pence a-piece;' my old school-fellow, Dr. Colin Campbell, was a subscriber. The first edition of The Pleasures of Hope was also by subscription, to which I was a subscriber." When this was shown to Campbell, by Mr. Macrone, just before the publication of the book, the poet's bitterness knew no bounds. "He's a dirty blackguard, sir," said Campbell; "and, sir, if Mr. Galt were in good health, I would challenge him; I feel disposed to do so now, the blackguard." "What's to be done?" said Macrone; "the book is printed off, but I will cancel ded approbation, and Anderson was all rapit, if you like." Here the heading of the ture and suggestion. The poet listened, chapter "A Two-penny Effusion," attract- altered, and enlarged-lopped, pruned, and ed Campbell's attention, and his thin, rest- amended, till the poem grew much as we less lips quivered with rage. "Look here, now see it. The fourteen first lines were sir," said Campbell, "look what the dirty the last that were written. We have this blackguard's done here!" and he pointed curious piece of literary information from to the words, "A Two-penny Effusion." a lady who knew Campbell well, esteemed Two cancels were then promised, and the him truly, and was herself esteemed by him soothed and irritated poet wrote with his in return. Anderson always urged the own hand the following short account of want of a good beginning, and when the his early efforts:-" Campbell began his poem was on its way to the printer, again poetical career by an Ossianic poem, which pressed the necessity of starting with a picwas published by his school-fellows when ture complete in itself. Campbell all he was only thirteen. At fifteen he wrote along admitted the justice of the criticism, a poem on the Queen of France, which was but never could please himself with what published in the Glasgow Courier. At he did. The last remark of Dr. Andereighteen, he printed his Elegy called Love son's roused the full swing of his genius and Madness; and at twenty-one, before within him, and he returned the next day the finishing of his twenty-second year, The Pleasures of Hope."
Before Campbell had recovered his usual serenity of mind, and before the ink in his pen was well dry, who should enter the shop of Messrs. Cochrane and Macrone, but the poor offending author, Mr. Galt. The autobiographer was on his way home from the Athenæum, and the poet of Hope," on his way to the Literary Union. They all but met. Campbell avoided an interview, and made his exit from the shop by a side door. When the story was told to Galt, he enjoyed it heartily. "Campbell," said Galt," may write what he likes, for I have no wish to offend a poet I admire; but I still adhere to the two-penny effusion as a true story."
to the delighted doctor, with that fine com-
"At summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
Thus from afar, each dim-discovered scene
There is a kind of inexpressible pleasure
With Anderson's last imprimatur upon it, the poem was sent to press. The doctor was looked upon at this time as a whole Wills' Coffee-house in himself; he moved in the best Edinburgh circles, and his judgment was considered infallible. He talked, wherever he went, of his young friend, and took delight, it is said, in contrasting the classical air of Campbell's verses with what he was pleased to call the clever, home-spun poetry of Burns. Nor was the volume allowed to want any of the recommendations which art could then lend it. Graham, a clever artist-the preceptor of Sir David Wilkie, Sir William Allan, and John Burnet-was called in, to design a series of illustrations to accompany the poem, so that when The Pleasures of Hope appeared in May, 1799, it had every kind of attendant bladder to give it a balloon-waft into public favor.
paper and print, and above all the cost of engravings, were defrayed by him-we may safely say, that he hazarded enough in giving what he gave for that rare prize in the lottery of literature, a remunerating poem. We have no complaint to make against the publisher. Mundell behaved admirably well, if what we have heard is true, that the poet had fifty pounds of Mundell's free gift for every after edition of his poem. Our wonder is, that Dr. Anderson and Dugald Stewart allowed the poet to part with the copyright of a poem of which they spoke so highly, and prophesied its success, as we have seen, so truly.
I have never had the good fortune to fall in with the first edition of the Pleasures of Hope, but learn from the magazines of the day, that several smaller poems, The Wounded Hussar, The Harper, &c., were appended to it. The price of the volume was six shillings, and the dedication to Dr. Anderson, is dated "Edinburgh, April 13, 1799."
I have often heard it said, and in Campbell's life-time, that there was a very different copy of the Pleasures of Hope, in MS., in the hands of Dr. Anderson's family, and I once heard the question put to Campbell, who replied with a smile, "Oh dear, no; nothing of the kind." The alterations which the poem underwent by Anderson's advice, may have given rise to a belief that the poem was at first very unlike what we now see it.
It was said of Campbell, that by the time.
All Edinburgh was alive to its reception, and warm and hearty was its welcome. No Scotch poet, excepting Falconer, had produced a poem with the same structure of versification before. There was no Sir Walter Scott in those days; the poet of Marmion and the Lay was only known as a modest and not indifferent translator from the German: Burns was in his grave, and Scotland was without a poet. Campbell became the Lion of Edinburgh. last time I saw you," said an elderly lady he was unwilling to remember the early atto the poet one day, within our hearing, tentions of Dr. Anderson. He certainly "was in Edinburgh; you were then swag- cancelled or withdrew the dedication of his gering about with a Suwarrow jacket." poem to Dr. Anderson, and this is the only Yes," said Campbell, "I was then a con- act of seeming unkindness to Dr. Andertemptible puppy." "But that was thirty son's memory which we have heard adduced years ago, and more," remarked the lady. against him. But no great stress is to be "Whist, whist," said Campbell, with an laid on this little act of seeming forgetfuladmonitory finger, "it is unfair to reveal ness. He withdrew, in after-life, the dediboth our puppyism and our years." cation of Lochiel to Alison, whose Essay on Taste, and early friendship for Campbell, justified the honor; and omitted or withdrew the printed dedication of Gertrude of Wyoming, to the late Lord Holland.
If the poet's friends were wise in giving the note of preparation to the public for the reception of a new poem, they were just as unwise in allowing Campbell to part with the copyright of his poems to Mundell, the bookseller, for the small sum of twenty guineas. Yet twenty guineas was a good deal to embark in the purchase of a poem by an untried poet and when we reflect that Mundell had other risks to run-that
As soon as his poems had put money in his pocket, an early predilection for the German language, and a thirst for seeing some of the continental universities, induced him to visit Germany.