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Such, seen through no uncoloured medium, immortality on writings; that charm which Izt in dim remoteness, and sketched in hurried, still, under every defacement, binds us to the transitory outline, are some features of Jean pages of our own Hookers, and Taylors, and Paul Friedrich Richter and his works.' Ger- Brownes, when their way of thought has long many has long loved him; to England also ceased to be ours, and the most valued of their he must one day become known; for a man merely intellectual opinions have passed away, of this magnitude belongs not to one people, as ours too must do, with the circumstances but to the world. What our countrymen may and events in which they took their shape or decide of him, still more what may be his for- rise. To men of a right mind, there may tune with posterity, we will not try to foretell. long be in Richter much that has attraction Time has a contracting influence on many a and value. In the moral desert of vulgar Litewide-spread fame; yet of Richter we will say, rature, with its sandy wastes, and parched, that he may survive much. There is in him that bitter, and too often poisonous shrubs, the which does not die; that Beauty and Earnest- writings of this man will rise in their irregular ness of soul, that spirit of Humanity, of Love luxuriance, like a cluster of date-trees, with and mild Wisdom, over which the vicissitudes its greensward and well of water, to refresh of mode have no sway. This is that excellence the pilgrim, in the sultry solitude, with nouof the inmost nature which alone confers rishment and shade.


[EDINBURGH Review, 1827.]

These two books, notwithstanding their di-) is at home in this province; not only a speakversity of title, are properly parts of one and er of the word, indeed, but a doer of the work; the same; the “Outlines,” though of prior date having written, besides his great variety of in regard to publication, having now assumed tracts and treatises, biographical, philosophithe character of sequel and conclusion to the cal, and critical, several very deserving works larger work,-of fourth volume to the other of a poetic sort. He is not, it must be owned, three. It is designed, of course, for the home a very strong man, but he is nimble and ormarket; yet the foreign student also will find derly, and goes through his work with a cerin it a safe and valuable help, and, in spite oftain gayety of heart; nay, at times, with a its imperfections, should receive it with thank- frolicsome alacrity which might even require fulness and good-will. Doubtless we might to be pardoned. His character seems full of have wished for a keener discriminative and susceptibility; perhaps too much so for its descriptive talent, and perhaps for a somewhat natural vigour. His novels, accordingly, to more catholic spirit, in the writer of such a judge from the few we have read of them, history: but in their absence we have still verge towards the sentimental. In the present much to praise. Horn's literary creed would, work, in like manner, he has adopted nearly on the whole, we believe, be acknowledged by all the best ideas of his contemporaries, but his countryman as the true one; and this, with something of an undue vehemence; and though it is chiefly from one immovable station he advocates the cause of religion, integrity, that he can survey his subject, he seems and true poetic taste with great heartiness and heartily anxious to apply with candour and vivacity, were it not that too often his zeal tolerance. Another improvement might have outruns his prudence and insight. Thus, for been a deeper principle of arrangement, a instance, he declares repeatedly, in so many firmer grouping into periods and schools; for, words, that no mortal can be a poet unless he as it stands, the work is more a critical sketch is a Christian. The meaning here is very good; of German Poets, than a history of German but why this phraseology? Is it not inviting Poetry.

the simple-minded (not to speak of scoffers, Let us not quarrel, however, with our au- whom Horn very justly contemns) to ask, thor; his merits as a literary historian are plain, when Homer subscribed the Thirty-nine Ar and by no means inconsiderable. Without ticles? or whether Sadi and Hafiz were really rivalling the almost frightful laboriousness of of the Bishop of Peterborough's opinion? Bouterwek or Eichhorn, he gives creditable Again, he talks too often of “representing the proofs of research and general information, and Infinite in the Finite,” of expressing the un possesses a lightness in composition, to which speakable, and such high matters. In fact, neither of these erudite persons can well pre. Horn's style, though extremely readable, has tend. Undoubtedly he has a flowing pen, and one great fault; it is, to speak it in a ingle

• 1. Die Poesie und Beredsamkeit der Deutschen, von Lu- word, an affected style. His stream of meanthers Zeit bis zur Gegenwart. Dargestellt von Franz Horning, uniformly clear and wholesome in itself, (The Poetry and Oratory of the Germans, from Luther's will not flow quietly along its channel; but is Time to the Present. Exhibited by Franz Horn.) Berlin, ever and anon spurting up into epigram and

2. Umrisse zur Geschichte und Kritik der schönen antithetic jets. Playful he is, and kindly, and Literatur Deutschlands während der Jahr!, 1790–1818. (Outlines for the History and Criticism of Polite Litera; certain snappishness in him, a frisking abrupt

we do believe, honest-hearted; but there is a ure in Germany, during the years 1790–1818.) By Franz Hora. Berlin, 1819, 8vo.

ness; and then his sport is more a perpetua, giggle, than any dignified smile, or even any of wit, in regard to this and so many other sufficient laugh with gravity succeeding it. subjects! For surely the pleasure of despising, This sentence is among the best we recollect at all times and in itself a dangerous luxury, of him, and will partly illustrate what we mean. is much safer after the toil of examining than We submit it, for the sake of its import before it. likewise, to all superfine speculators on the We differ from the Père Bouhours in this Reformation, in their future contrasts of Luther matter, and must endeavour to discuss it difand Erasmus. “Erasmus," says Horn, “be- ferently. There is, in fact, much in the present longs to that species of writers who have all aspect of German Literature, not only deserving the desire in the world to build God Almighty notice but deep consideration from all thinking a magnificent church, at the same time, how- men, and far too complex for being handled in ever, not giving the Devil any offence; to whom, the way of epigram. It is always advantageous accordingly, they set up a neat little chapel to think justly of our neighbours; nay, in mere close by, where you can offer him some touch common honesty, it is a duty; and, like every of sacrifice at a time, and practise a quiet other duty, brings its own reward. Perhaps at household devotion for him without disturb- the present era this duty is more essential iban ance.” In this style of “witty and conceited ever; an era of such promise and such threatmirth,” considerable part of the book is written. ening, when so many elements of good and evil

But our chief business at present is not with are everywhere in conflict, and human society Franz Horn, or his book; of whom accordingly, is, as it were, struggling to body itself forth recommending his labours to all inquisitive anew, and so many coloured rays are springing students of German, and himself to good esti- up in this quarter and in that, which only by mation with all good men, we must here take their union can produce pure light. Happily, leave. We have a word or two to say on that too, though still a difficult, it is no longer an strange literature itself; concerning which our impossible duty; for the commerce in material readers probably feel more curious to learn things has paved roads for commerce in things what it is, than with what skill it has been spiritual, and a true thought, or a noble creajudged of.

tion, passes lightly to us from the remotest Above a century ago, the Père Bouhours countries, provided only our minds be open to propounded 10 himself the pregnant question : receive it. This, indeed, is a rigorous proviso, Si un Allemand peut avoir de l'esprit ? Had the and a great obstacle lies in it; one which to Père Bouhours bethought him of what country many must be insurmountable, yet which it Kepler and Leibnitz were, or who it was that is the chief glory of social culture to surmount. gave to mankind the three great elements For if a man who mistakes his own contractof modern civilization, Gunpowder, Printing, ed individuality for the type of human nature, and the Protestant Religion, it might have and deals with whatever contradicts him, as if thrown light on his inquiry. Had he known it contradicted this, is but a pedant, and withthe Nibelungen Lied; and where Reinecke Fuchs, out true wisdom, be he furnished with partial and Faust, and the Ship of Fools, and four-fifths equipments as he may,—what better shall we of all the popular mythology, humour, and think of a nation that, in like manner, isolates romance, to be found in Europe in the six-itself from foreign influence, regards its own teenth and seventeenth centuries, took its modes as so many laws of nature, and rejects rise; had he read a page or two of Ulrich all that is different as unworthy even of exHutten, Opitz, Paul Flemming, Logau, or even amination ? Lohenstein and Hoffmanns-waldau, all of whom Of this narrow and pei verted condition, the had already lived and written in his day; had French, down almost to our own times, have the Père Bouhours taken this trouble, who afforded a remarkable and instructive example; knows but he might have found, with what- as indeed of late they have been often enough ever amazement, that a German could actually upbraidingly reminded, and are now themhave a little esprit, or perhaps even something selves, in a manlier spirit, beginning to admit. better? No such trouble was requisite for the That our countrymen have at any time erred Père Bouhours. Motion in vacuo is well known much in this point, cannot, we think, truly be to be speedier and surer than through a re- alleged against them. Neither shall we say, sisting medium, especially to imponderous with some passionate admirers of Germany, bodies; and so the light Jesuit, unimpeded by that to the Germans in particular they have facts or principles of any kind, failed not to been unjust. It is true, the literature and chareach his conclusion; and, in a comfortable racter of that country, which, within the last frame of mind, to decide negatively, that a Ger- half century, have been more worthy perhaps man could not have any literary talent. than any other of our study and regard, are

Thus did the Père Bouhours evince that he still very generally unknown to us, or, what is had “ a pleasant wit;" but in the end he has worse, misknown: but for this there are not paid dear for it. The French, themselves, have wanting less offensive reasons. That the false long since begun to know something of the Ger- and tawdry ware, which was in all hands, mans, and something also of their own critical should reach us before the chaste and truly Daniel; and now it is by this one untimely excellent, which it required some excellence joke that the hapless Jesuit is doomed to live; to recognise; that Kotzebue's insanity should for the blessing of full oblivion is denied him, have spread faster, by some fifty years, than and so he hangs suspended in his own noose, Lessing's wisdom; that Kant's Philosophy over the dusky pool which he struggles toward, should stand in the back.ground as a dreary but for a great while will not reach. Might and abortive dream, and Gall's Craniclogy bir his fate but serve as a warning to kindred men held out to us from every booth as a reality ;

all this lay in the nature of the case. That country has awaked in its old strength, our atmany readers should draw conclusions from tention to it has certainly awakened also; and imperfect premises, and by the imports judge if we yet know little or nothing of the Gertoo hastily of the stock imported from, was like-mans, it is not because we wilfully do them wise natural. No unfair bias, no unwise in- wrong, but, in good part, because they are disposition, that we are aware of, has ever been somewhat difficult to know. at work in the matter; perhaps, at worst, a In fact prepossessions of all sorts naturally degree of indolence, a blamable incuriosity to enough find their place here. A country which all products of foreign genius: for what more has no national literature, or literature loo in-. do we know of recent Spanish or Italian lite- significant to force its way abroad, must always rature than of German; of Grossi and Man- be, to its neighbours, at least in every important zoni, of Campomanes or Jovellanos, than of spiritual respect, an unknown and misestimated Tieck and Richter? Wherever German art, country. Its towns may figure on our maps; in those forms of it which need no interpreter, its revenues, population, manufactures, polihas addressed us immediately, our recognition tical connections, may be recorded in statistical of it has been prompt and hearty; from Dürer books; but the character of the people has no to Mengs, from Händel to Weber and Beetho-symbol and no voice; we cannot know them ven, we have welcomed the painters and mu- by speech and discourse, but only mere sight sicians of Germany, not only to our praise, but and outward observation of their manners and to our affections and beneficence. Nor, if in procedure. Now, if both sight and speech, if their literature we have been more backward, both travellers and native literature, are found is the literature itself without blame. Two but ineffectual in this respect, how incalcucenturies ago, translations from the German lably more so the former alone! To seize were comparatively frequent in England: a character, even that of one man, in its life Luther's Table-Talk is still a venerable classic and secret mechanism, requires a philospher; in our language; nay Jacob Boehme has found to delineate it' with truth and impressiveness, a place among us, and this not as a dead letter, is a work for a poet. How then shall one or but as a living apostle to a still living sect of two sleek clerical tutors, with here and there our religionists. In the next century, indeed, a tedium-stricken esquire, or speculative halftranslation ceased; but then it was, in a great pay captain, give us views on such a subject? measure, because there was little worth trans- How shall a man, to whom all characters of lating. The horrors of the Thirty Years' War, individual men are like sealed books, of which followed by the conquests and conflagrations of he sees only the title and the covers, decipher Louis the Fourteenth, had desolated the country; from his four-wheeled vehicle, and depict to French influence, extending from the courts us, the character of a nation ? He courageof princes to the closets of the learned, lay like ously depicts his own optical delusions; notes a baleful incubus over the far nobler mind of this to be incomprehensible, that other to be Germany; and all true nationality vanished insignificant; much to be good, much to be from its literature, or was heard only in faint bad, and most of all indifferent; and so, with tones, which lived in the hearts of the people, a few flowing strokes, completes a picture but could not reach with any effect to the ears which, though it may not even resemble any of foreigners. And now that the genius of the possible object, his countrymen are to take for

a national portrait. Nor is the fraud so readily • Not that the Germans were idle; or altogether en- detected: for the character of a people has gaged, as we too loosely suppose, in the work of com- such complexity of aspect, that even the honest mentary and lexicography. On the contrary, they observer knows not always, not perhaps after rhymned and romanced with due vigour as to quantity.; only the quality was bad. Two facts on this head may long inspection, what to determine regarding deserve mention : In the year 1749, there were found, in it. From his, only accidental, point of view, the library of one virtuoso, no fewer than 300 volumes the figure stands before him like the tracings of devotional poetry, containing, says Horn, “ a treasure of 33,712 Gerinan hymns;" and, much about the same

on veined marble,-a mass of mere random period, one of Gottsched's scholars had amassed as many lines, and tints, and entangled strokes, out of as 1500 German novels, all of the 17th century. The which a lively fancy may shape almost any or rather, perhaps, the novels to be much worse than the image. But the image he brings along with hymns. Neither was critical study neglected, nor in-him is always the readiest; this is tried, it decd honest endeavour on all hands to attain improve. answers as well as another; and a second ment: witness the strange books from time to time put forth, and the still stranger institutions established for voucher now testifies its correctness. Thus this purpose. Among the former we have the " Poeti- each, in confident tones, though it may be with cal Funnel," (Poetische Trichter,) manufactured at Nürnberg in 1650, and professing, within six hours, to pour in

a secret misgiving, repeats his precursor; the the whole essence of this difficult art into the most un hundred times repeated comes in the end to be furnished head. Nürnberg also was the chief seat of the famous Meistersänger and their Sängerzünfte, or Singerguilds, in which poetry was taught and practised like ten 6048 poetical pieces, among which were 208 tragedies any other handicraft, and this by sober and well-mean- and comedies; and this, besides having all along kepe ing men, chiefly artisans, who could not understand why house, like an honest Nürnberg burgher, by assiduous labour, which manufactured so many things, should not and sufficient shoemaking! Hans is not without genius, also manufacture another. Of these tuneful guild- and a shrewd irony; and above all, the most gay, childbrethren, Hans Sachs, by trade a shoemaker, is greatly like, yet devout and solid character. A man neither to the most noted and most notable. His father was a be despised nor patronized, but left standing on his own tailor; he himself learned the mystery of song under one basis, as a singular product, and a still legible symbol, Nunnebeck, a weaver. He was an adherent of his great and clear mirror, of the time and country where he lived contemporary Luther, who has even deigned to acknow- His best piece known to us, and many are well worth ledge his services in the cause of Reformation : how perusing, is the Fastnachtsspiel (Shroveiide Farce) of the diligent a labourer Sachs must have been, will appear Narrenschneider, where the Doctor cures a bloated and from the fact, that, in his 74th year, (1568,) on examin-lethargic patient by cutting out half a dozen Fools from ing his stock for publication, he found that he had writ- I his interior!

believed; the foreign nation is now once for among shiploads of yellow sand and sulphur. all understood, decided on, and registered ac- Gentle Dulness too, in this as in all other things, cordingly; and dunce the thousandth writes still loves her joke. The Germans, though of it like dunce the first.

much more attended to, are perhaps not less With the aid of literary and intellectual in- mistaken than before. tercourse, much of this falsehood may, no Doubtless, however, there is in this increased doubt, be corrected: yet even here, sound attention a progress towards the truth; which judgment is far from easy; and most national it is only investigation and discussion that can characters are still, as Hume long ago com- help us to find. The study of Germar literaplained, the product rather of popular preju- ture has already taken such firm root among dice than of philosophic insight. That the us, and its spreading so visibly, that by and by, Germans, in particular, have by no means as we believe, the true character of it must and escaped such misrepresentation, nay, perhaps, will become known. A result, which is to have had more than the common share of it, bring us into closer and friendlier union with cannot, in their circumstances, surprise us. forty millions of civilized men, cannot surely From the time of Optiz and Flemming, to those be otherwise than desirable. If they have preof Klopstock and Lessing,—that is, from the cious truth to impart, we shall receive it as the early part of the seventeenth to the middle of highest of al gifts; if error, we shall not only rethe eighteenth century,—they had scarcely any ject it, but explain it and trace out its origin, literature known abroad, or deserving to be and so help our brethren also to reject it. In known: their political condition, during this either point of view, and for all profitable pursame period, was oppressive and every way ún- poses of national intercourse, correct knowfortunate exterually; and at home, the nation, ledge is the first and indispensable preliminary. split into so many factions and petty states, Meanwhile, errors of all sorts prevail on this bad lost all feeling of itself as of a nation; and subject: even among men of sense and liberits energies in arts as in arms were manifested ality we have found so much hallucination, so only in detail, too often in collision, and always many groundless or half-grounded objections under foreign influence. The French, at once to German literature, that the tone in which a their plunderers and their scoffers, described multitude of other men speak of it cannot apthem to the rest of Europe as a semi-barbarous pear extraordinary. To much of this, even a people; which comfortable fact the rest of slight knowledge of the Germans would furnish Europe was willing enough to take on their a sufficient answer. But we have thought it word. During the greater part of the last cen- ght be useful were the chief of these objectury, the Germans, in our intellectual survey tions marshalled in distinct order, and exof the world, were quietly omitted; a vague amined with what degree of light and fairness contemptuous ignorance prevailed respecting is at our disposal. In attempting this, we are them; it was a Cimmerian land, where, if avain enough, for reasons already stated, to few sparks did glimmer, it was but so as to fancy ourselves discharging what is in some testify their own existence, too feebly to en- sort a national duty. It is unworthy of one lighten us.* The Germans passed for appren- great people to think falsely of another; it is tices in all provinces of art; and many foreign unjust, and therefore unworthy. Of the injury craftsmen scarcely allowed them so much. it does to ourselves we do not speak, for that

Madame de Staël's book has done away with is an inferior consideration : yet surely if the this; all Europe is now aware that the Ger- grand principle of free intercourse is so promans are something; something independent fitable in material commerce, much more must and apart from others; nay, something deep, it be in the commerce of the mind, the proimposing, and, if not admirable, wonderful. ducts of which are thereby not so much transWhat that something is, indeed, is still unde-ported out of one country into another, as mul cided; for this gifted lady's Allemagne, in doing tiplied over all, for the benefit of all, and much to excite curiosity, has still done little to without loss to any. If that man is a benesatisfy or even direct it. We can no longer factor to the world who causes two ears of corn make ignorance a boast, but we are yet far to grow where only one grew before, much from having acquired right knowledge; and more is he a benefactor who causes two truths cavillers, excluded from contemptuous nega- to grow up together in harmony and mutual contion, have found a resource in almost as confirmation, where before only one stood solitary, iemptuous assertion. Translators are the same and, on that side at least, intolerant and hostile. fasthless and stolid race that they have ever In dealing with the host of objections which been: the particle of gold they bring us over front us on this subject, we think it may be is hidden from all but the most patient eye, convenient to range them under two principal

heads. The first, as respects chiefly unsoundness * So late as the year 1811, we find, from Pinkerton's

or imperfection of sentiment; an error which Geography, the sole representative of German literature to be Gottshed, (with his name wrong spelt,) " who first may in general be denominated Bad Taste. The introduced a more refined style."-Gottsched has been second, as respects chiefly a wrong condition dead the greater part of the century; and, for the last of intellect; an error which may be designated Prynne or Alexander Ross does among ourselves. A man by the general title of Mysticism. Both of these, of a cold, rigid, perseverant character, who mistook no doubt, are partly connected; and each, in himself for a poct and the perfection of critics, and had skill to pass current during the greater part of his lite

some degree, springs from and returns into the rary life for such. On the strength of his Boileau and other: yet, for present purposes, the divisione Baiteux, he long reigned supreme : but it was like may be precise enough. They awoke, before his death, and hurled him, perhaps the Germans have a radically bad taste. This

First, then, of the first: It is objected that .00 in dignantly, into his native Abyss

is a deep-rooted objection, which assumes if he took his extracts from Mr. Egan's Tom many forms, and extends through many rami- and Jerry ; and told his readers, as he might Acations. Among men of less acquaintance truly do, that no play had ever enjoyed such with the subject of German taste, or of taste in currency on the English stage as this most general, the spirit of the accusation seems to classic performance ? We think not. In like be somewhat as follows: That the Germans, manner, till some author of acknowledged with much natural susceptibility, are still in a merit shall so write among the Germans, and rather coarse and uncultivated state of mind; be approved of by critics of acknowledged displaying, with the energy and other virtues merit among them, or at least secure for himof a rude people, many of their vices also; in self some permanency of favour among the particular, a certain wild and headlong temper, million, we can prove nothing by such in. which seizes on all things too hastily and im- stances. That there is so perverse an author, petuously; weeps, storms, loves, hates, too or so blind a critic, in the whole compass of fiercely and vociferously; delighting in coarse German literature, we have no hesitation in excitements, such as flaring contrasts, vulgar denying. horrors, and all sorts of showy exaggeration. But farther : among men of deeper views, Their literature, in particular, is thought to and with regard to works of really standard dwell with peculiar complacency among wiz- character, we find, though not the same, a simiards and ruined towers, with mailed knights, lar objection repeated. Goethe's Wilhelm Meissecret tribunals, monks, spectres, and banditti; ter, it is said, and Faust, are full of bad taste also. on the other hand, there is an undue love of With respect to the taste in which they are moonlight, and mossy fountains, and the moral | written, we shall have occasion to say somesublime: then we have descriptions of things what hereafter: meanwhile, we may be perwhich should not be described; a general want mitted to remark that the objection would have of tact; nay, often hollowness, and want of more force, did it seem to originate from a more sense. In short, the German Muse comports mature consideration of the subject. We have herself, it is said, like a passionate, and rather heard few English criticisms of such works, fascinating, but tumultuous, uninstructed, and in which the first condition of an approach to but half-civilized Muse. A belle sauvage at accuracy was complied with ;-a transposition best, we can only love her with a sort of su- of the critic into the author's point of vision, percilious tolerance; often she tears a pas- a survey of the author's means and objects as sion to rags; and, in her tumid vehemence, they lay before himself, and a just trial of these struts without meaning, and to the offence of by rules of universal application. Faust, for all literary decorum.

instance, passes with many of us for a mere Now, in all this there is a certain degree of tale of sorcery and art-magic: but it would truth. If any man will insist upon taking scarcely be more unwise to consider Hamlet Heinse's Ardinghello, and Miller's Siegwart, and as depending for its main interest on the ghost the works of Veit Weber the younger, and, that walks in it, than to regard Faust as a proabove all, the everlasting Kotzebue, as his duction of this sort. For the present, therefore, specimens of German literature, he may es- this objection may be set aside ; or at least tablish many things. Black Forests, and the may be considered not as an assertion, but an glories of Lubberland; sensuality and horror, inquiry, the answer to which may turn out the spectre nun, and the charmed moonshine, rather that the German taste is different from shall not be wanting. Boisterous outlaws, also, ours, than that it is worse. Nay, with regard with huge whiskers, and the most cat-o'-moun- even to difference, we should scarcely reckon tain aspect; tear-stained sentimentalists, the it to be of great moment. Two nations that grimmest man-haters, ghosts, and the like sus agree in estimating Shakspeare as the highest picious characters, will be found in abundance. of all poets, can differ in no essential principle, We are little read in this bowl-and-dagger de- if they understood one another, that relates i partment; but we do understand it to have poetry. been at one time rather diligently cultivated ; Nevertheless, this opinion of our opponents though at present it seems to be mostly relin- has attained a certain degree of consistency quished as unproductive. Other forms of Un- with itself; one thing is thought to throw light reason have taken its place; which in their on another; nay, a quiet little theory has been lurn must yield to still other forms; for it is propounded to explain the whole phenomenon. the nature of this goddess to descend in frequent The cause of this bad taste, we are assured, Gratars among men. Perhaps not less than lies in the condition of the German authors. five hundred volumes of such stuff could still These, it seems, are generally very poor; the be collecied from the book-stalls of Germany. ceremonial law of the country excludes ihein By which truly we may learn that there is in from all society with the great; they cannot that country a class of unwise men and unwise acquire the polish of drawing-rooms, but must women; that many readers there labour under a live in mean houses, and therefore write and degree of ignorance and mental vacancy, and think in a mean style. read not actively but passively, not to learn Apart from the truth of these assumptions, but to be amused. But is this fact so very and in respect of the theory itself, we confessnew to us? Or what should we think of a there is something in the face of it that afflicis German critic that selected his specimens of us. Is it then so certain that taste and riches British literature from the Castle Spectre, Mr. are dissolubly connected ? that truth of feeling Lewis's Jonk, or even the Mysteries of Udolpho, must ever be preceded by weight of purse, and and Frankenstein or the Modern Prometheus? Or the eyes be dim sor universal and eternal Fould he judge rightly of our dramatic taste, Beauty, till they have long rested on gilt walls

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