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we certainly esteem one of the noblest efforts 
of genius, in the highest department of art, 

which this country has ever yet produced 

We shall not attempt a description of the pie- 
ture, which we take for granted is farailiar to 
most of our readers ; in fact we should not 
venture to do so, its merits are of a class which 
may be felt, but can hardly be described. The 
general conception is in the highest degree 
sublime. The drawing pure and classical, the 
expression just and noble, and the arrangement 
masterly and pictorial. In short, we know of 
few, if any works, even of the ancient mas- 
ters, with which, as a sketch, it might not fear- 
lessly be put in competition ; and we cannot 
help deploring as a national loss, the premature 
death of an artist capable of producing such a 
work, and who, if maturity had been given to 
his powers, would, in ali human probability, 
have rivalled or excelled the greatest pain- 
ters of antiquity. We trust we shall be 
able shortly to lay before our readers a me- 
moir of thelife of this most wonderfully gifted 
young man, He was, in every respect, a child 
of genius. His appearance and physiognomy 
stnkingly interesting, his manners mild and 
retiring, his murai character, in every respect, 
pure and virtuous ; in short, he possessed ali 
those attributes which we desire to see associ- 
ated with exalted genius, but in which unfor- 
tunately we sometimes find it wanting. As 

room, and one on which the eye lingers longest of Siam" may again be expected to visit our 

and most delighted. 

Next in order come the landscapes of 

Mr. Petrie's drawings we would speak with an 
eloquence of praise that unhappily for the 
relief of our feelings we are unable just at 
present to embody in words : we must there- 
fore content ourselves with observing that they 
are suffused with ali those delicate beauties of 
poetica! truth, which, perccptible only to such 
an eye, are disclosed to our cleared and charmed 
vision by his exquisite touch : — 

Che non dipinge sol, quel eh* è visibile, 


Tutto quel eh' è incorporeo, e eh' è possibile. 

Must we also be sileni on Mr. Kirchoffer's 
and Mr. Lover's great and varied merits? 
so cries out our demon, knowing to what a 
length the panegyric must run which would do 
these able artists even moderate justice. But 
we shall resumé our notice in a future number. 


By the bye, the orchestra in our theatre is 
horribly defective ; in a city like Duhlin, where 
we are ali musical, this is a gross abuse. Half 
the music desks are vacant, and the rest are 
tenanted by performers of the worst descrip- 
tion, fit only for the band of a show-booth. 
An effective orchestra would always attract 
the lovers of good music to the theatre, while, in 
the present/state of tliings, ali who do not wisli 
to have their ears outraged must stay away. 

Mrs. Haydn Corri's Concert took place at 
the Rotunda on the 21st inst. The orchestra, 
which was numerous and complete and led by 
Mr. J. Barton, was ably supported by a num- 
ber of amateurs, and the fine band of the 32nd 
Regiment, the Russian valve Instruments of 
which were particularly effective in the beauti- 
^ overtures to " Semiramide," and " Guilli- 
anartist he was sèlf-taught ; but whilThe de- ! aume TeU " We were happy to perceive among 
voted himselfto his favourite art with an ar- i the yoc ^ performers, some promjsing aspirants 
dour, that contributed, in no small degree, to| to musical fame, pupils of Mr. H. Corri, one 
shorten his days, he stili found time to culti- of whom, a Miss Parkinson, sang a pretty air 
vate a taste for languages and polite literature, | called " Rosalie," with much taste and sweet- 
and ali this with a feeble constitution, and ness - Mn LldeI Herrman, to whose perfor- 
chillingpovertytocontendagainst. Such was mances on the viohnwllo we have before 
Ford— and if ever a tempie bo raised to native adverted favourably, was as effective as usuai 
genius his name should not be forgotten. Of m an au " h 7 De Beriot, and young Logier 
the next painting in our list, No. 99, Marilù , evinced much talent in executing a difficult 
sitting on the ruins of Carthage, we cannot concerto by Hertz for the piano forte. Mrs. 
speak quite so favourably. The subject is un-| H »yan Corri gave Bishop's favorite bravura 
doubtedly magnificent, and the mode o[ treat- " Lo , here the S entle lark >" ln a cna9t « and 
ingitis not without pictorial merit; and as beautiful style, her voice is much improved 
to its faults, we must forbear to dilate up- slnce we last heard ter - Mlss Maeder, who 
on them, for on perceiving an ms ription a PPears to possess much judgment and a culti- 
carved upon one of the African ruins, and vated taste, executed Ros,ini's Aria, « Vin- 
drawing near with the eagerness of an anti- ceste Im( l ua Sort '" m a m»nner which entitles 
quary, to trace the Carthaginian character, and her t0 S rcat cre(lit ' and Mozart's bufTo ter- 
prove the identity of the language with that, 2ett0 ' " La Mla Dcrabella," was given with 
of our native land, judge of our surprise much h » mm,r °y Messrs. Latham, Corri, and 
andregret on discovering an epitaph in Ro-i Mur P h y- The performances Avere protracted 
man lettere, setting forth that the work i n ' to rather an unreasonably late hour. 
question was sacred to the memory of R. Lu- 
cius. West, the painter of the picture. We 
muttered de mortuis nil, and hurried on to 
No. 66, Old Mortality, by T. S. Mulvany, a 
sweet and delicately painted picture. The old 


We enjoyed a rich treat at the Theatre on 
Saturday night last ; our lively favourite, Miss 
i Brunton that used to be, Mrs. Yates that now 
man is represented resting for a moment from is, made her'first appearance here these some 
his labours, on the tombstone upon which he ' years, as Lady Contest in The Wedding Day. 
is engaged, the chisel in one hand and a wal- She' stili retains ali the girlish gaiety and playful 
let in the other, while the old white poney is ' espièylerie of manner, unif jd with grace and 
busily engaged in cropping the long rank grass elegance and lady-like deportment, that used 
from among the weeds and wild flowers, by ' to charm us so much ; and we could sympathize 
which he is half covered. The figures of both most heartily with Sir Adam, (a part by the 
man and horse are naturai and characteristic :' way which Chippendale play ed extremely 



Hast thou never met with eyes 

Not met on earth before: 

That yet a sweet mystenous lìght 

Like years of frienaship, wore ? 

A something that disturbed thy heart, 

To knew the hidden source, 

Of that which like remembrance elear, 

ling, reinless as a dream. 

I epeak not of the beautiful, 
The radiant or the sweet ; 
The charm, whate'er it be, of these, 
Hath a yet deeper seat, 
A more ìmfathomahle far; 
And in its soundless speech, 
Bearne more resistless loveliness 
Than aught that sight can reach : 
Like a stili home, a place of rest, 
Ours meet them with a feeling blest 

And while their answeringclearness greets 

Each ghinee our search mll throw, 

A smfling light is in their depth, 

As if they too should know — 

As if they too believed we must 

Have met and loved before ; 

Yet where, or when ? the mystery searrhed 

It oirìy deepens more: * 

We can but feel its secret might, 

And yield to its supreme delight 

Nor need there words, or moment» long 

The summer lightning darts tt ! 

With not more soft abruptness by, 

Than thia doth over heftrts. 

A look— the very first of ali, 

The slightest smile will do, 

To leave behind this haonting faith, 

That once we surely knew : 

With instinoti truth seems understood 

This closer kindred than of blood. 

But who shall trace up to their springs, 

These workings of the mind, 

As swift, as hidden in their strength, 

As is the chainlefes wind ? 

In the bright world of dreams, 

Do spirits ever meet; 

And waken and forget that hour, 

Until on earth they greet? 

And with a sudden gìadness then, 

Feel well that they but jneet agatn. 2 Y 


Quella, che lieta del mortai mio duolo, 
Ne i monti, e per le selve oscure, e sole 
Fuggendo gir, come nemico, sole 
Me, che lei, come donna, onoro e colo • 
Al penser mìo che questo obbietto ha solo 
E eh' iudi vive, e cibo altro non vole, 
Celar non pò de» suoi begli occhi il sole, 
Né per fuggir, né per levarsi a volo. 
Ben potè ella fcpanre a me dinanzi, 
Come augelli n, che *l duro arciero ha scorto, 
Ratto ver gli alti boschi a volar prende - 
Ma P ali del penser chi fia eh* avanzi ? ' 
Cui lungo calle, ed aspro, è piano, e corto ; 

Cosi caldo desio l' affretta e stende. 


grass in 
which his head is bmried, you seem to recog- 
nize the 'old familiar face' of a well-known 
friend. No- 141, Hebe, hy G. F. Mulvany; 
the expression of the countenance in this pic- 
ture, is deliciously sweet and winning, and 
there is an air of girlish innocente mingled 
with the look of maiden beauty, that renders 
it one of the most pleasing pictures in the 

the poney particularly so, and as his eye meets j well,) in his feelings on the unexpected appeal- The mt.Sffigh^t^wo^ob^re and Ione 
yours, upturned .from the matted grass in ance of the old lady. Mrs. Yates, who ' wins (Retiring) haunta, to shnn like mortai foe 

^ no^ia » A~ am ^* fi » who but feer » U1 * ♦'arth, my aDgel own ; 

F e0 P le > orew p ron) tnese my thoc^hta rapt in oae M>le de«ir«, 
down on tliis occasion the warmest acclamations On which they live, aad other food disdain. 
of. the audience, which was unusually numerous. ( 5^2^^^^, »V& 
1 he elephant made her last curtsey on Thurs- . well may she vanisti from my tight before, 

day evening, and is engaged to performat Ply- ÌÌ ke ,ì he 1 ?°°J' b ^! i ? , !rMwL'' ss J iU ''Ì e ? , Ì , &i 

' ., ., °. ■ p ^» r , , J Inatseeks the thicket till the d«Jifl6Cfe o <* * 

mouth theatre; her performances here have But thought'e swift wings, ah! w|ìJ«(b these dota» 

ctive to Mr. Bunn's treasury, Urg-ed by desire, unfolded full, ihcyioa» I 

heen most productive i 

and we learn that in consequence, the " Quecn 

treasury «^rS^d °y desire, unfolded full, pieyfoaTd > 

h. y.