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continent only by a narrow chaussée of shining places cleared out in the wilderness. Fig sand, borne hither by the winds of Egypt: trees, with their tops withered or shivered by fyre, now called Sour by the Arabs, is situated the blasts, often edged the vines, and cast their at the extremity of this peninsula, and seems, black fruit on the gray rock. On our right, at a distance, to rise out of the waves. The the desert of St. John, where formerly the modern town, at first sight, has a gay and voice was heard crying in the wilderness, smiling appearance; but a nearer approach sank like an abyss in the midst of five or six dispels the illusion, and exhibits only a few black mountains, through the openings of hundred crumbling and half-deserted houses, which, the sea of Egypt, overspread with a where the Arabs, in the evening, assemble to dark cloud, could still be discerned. On the shelter their flocks which have browsed in the left, and near the eye, was an old tower, placed narrow plain. Such is all that now remains on the top of a projecting eminence; other of the mighty Tyre. It has neither a harbour to ruins, apparently of an ancient aqueduct, dethe sea, nor a road to the land; the prophecies scended from that tower, overgrown with verhave long been accomplished in regard to it. dure, now in the sere leaf; that tower is
“ We moved on in silence, buried in the Modin, the stronghold and tomb of the last contemplation of the dust of an empire which heroes of sacred story, the Maccabees. We wé trod. We followed a path in the middle left behind us the ruins, resplendent with the of the plain of Tyre, between the town and the first rays of the morning-rays, not blended as hills of gray and naked rock which Lebanon in Europe in a confused and vague illumihas thrown down towards the sea. We arrived nation, but darting like arrows of fire tinted abreast of the city, and touched a mound of with various colours, issuing from a dazzling sand which appears the sole remaining ram- centre, and diverging over the whole heavens part to prevent it from being overwhelmed by as they expand. Some were of blue, slightly The waves of the ocean or the desert. I thought silvered, others of pure white, some of tender of the prophecies, and called to mind some of rose-hue, melting into gray; many of burning the eloquent denunciations of Ezekiel. As I fire, like the coruscations of a flaming conflawas making these reflections, some objects, gration. All were distinct, yet all united in black, gigantic, and motionless, appeared upon one harmonious whole, forming a resplendent the summit of one of the overhanging cliffs of arch in the heavens, encircling, and issuing Lebanon which there advanced far into the from a centre of fire. In proportion as the plain. They resembled five black statues, day advanced, the brilliant light of these sepaplaced on a rock as their huge pedestal. At rate rays was gradually dimmed-or rather, first we thought it was five Bedouins, who they were blended together, and composed the were there stationed to fire upon us from their colourless light of day. Then the moon, which inaccessible heights ; but when we were at the still shone overhead, paled her ineffectual distance of fifty yards, we beheld one of them fire,' and melted away in the general illuminaopen its enormous wings, and flap them tion of the heavens. against its sides with a sound like the unfurl- “ After having ascended a second ridge, ing of a sail. We then perceived that they more lofty and naked than the former, the were five eagles of the largest species I have horizon suddenly opens to the right, and preever seen, either in the Alps or our museums. sents a view of all the country which extends They made no attempt to move when we ap- between the last summits of Judea and the proached; they seemed to regard themselves mountains of Arabia. It was already flooded as kings of the desert, looked on Tyre as an with the increasing light of the morning; but appanage which belonged to them, and whither beyond the piles of gray rock which lay in the they were about to return. Nothing more foreground, nothing was distinctly visible but supernatural ever met my eyes ; I could almost a dazzling space, like a vast sea, interspersed suppose that behind them I saw the terrible with a few islands of shade, which stood forth figure of Ezekiel, the poet of vengeance, point in the brilliant surface. On the shores of that ing to the devoted city which the divine wrath imaginary ocean, a little to the left, and about had overwhelmed with destruction. The dis- a league distant, the sun shone with uncomcharge of a few muskets made them rise from mon brilliancy on a massy tower, a lofty mintheir rock: but they showed no disposition to aret, and some edifices, which crowned the move from their ominous perch, and, soon summit of a low hill of which you could not returning, floated over our heads, regardless see the bottom. Soon the points of other miof the shots fired at them, as if the eagles of narets, a few loopholed walls, and the dark God were beyond the reach of human injury.” summits of several domes, which successively -(II. 8--9.)
came into view, and fringed the descending Jerusalem was a subject to awaken all our slope of the hill, announced a city. It was author's enthusiasm, and call forth all his JERUSALEM, and every one of the party, withdescriptive powers. The first approach to it out addressing a word to the guides or to each has exercised the talents of many writers in other, enjoyed in silence the entrancing specprose and verse; but none has drawn it in tacle. We rested our horses to contemplate such graphic and brilliant colours as our that mysterious and dazzling apparition; but author:
when we moved on, it was soon snatched from “We ascended a mountain ridge strewed our view; for as we descended the hill, and over with enormous gray rocks piled one on plunged into the deep and profound valley another as if by human hands. Here and which lay at its feet, we lost sight of the holy there a few stunted vines, yellow with the co-city, and were surrounded only by the solitude our of autumn, crept along the soil in a few and desolation of the desert."--(II. 163–165)
The environs of Jerusalem are described stone, fallen from the top of the wall which with equal force by the same master-hand: obstructed its course. Beautiful sculptures
“The general aspect of the environs of Je- were half concealed in the limpid stream. rusalem may be described in a few words. We passed the rivulet by an arch formed by Mountains without shade, and valleys without these fallen remains, and mounting a narrow water-the earth without verdure, rocks with breach, were soon lost in admiration of the out grandeur. Here and there a few blocks scene which surrounded us. At every step a of gray stone start up out of the dry and fis- fresh exclamation of surprise broke from our sured earth, between which, beneath the shade lips. Every one of the stones of which that of an old fig-tree, a gazelle or a hyæna are oc- wall was composed was from eight to ten feet casionally seen to emerge from the fissures in length, by five or six in breadth, and as of the rock. A few plants or vines creep over much in height. They rest, without cement, the surface of that gray and parched soil; in one upon the other, and almost all bear the the distance, is occasionally seen a grove of mark of Indian or Egyptian sculpture. At a olive-trees, casting a shade over the arid side single glance, you see that these enormous of the mountain-the mouldering walls and stones are not placed in their original site towers of the city appearing from afar on the that they are the precious remains of temples summit of Mount Sion. Such is the general of still more remote antiquity, which were character of the country. The sky is ever made use of to encircle this colony of Grecian pure, bright, and cloudless; never does even and Roman citizens. the slightest film of mist obscure the purple “ When we reached the summit of the tint of evening and morning. On the side of breach, our eyes knew not to what object first Arabia, a wide gulf opens amidst the black to turn. On ail sides were gates of marble of ridges, and presents a vista of the shining sur- prodigious height and magnitude ; windows or face of the Dead Sea, and the violet summits niches, fringed with the richest friezes; fallen of the mountains of Moab. Rarely is a breath pieces of cornices, of entablatures, or capitals, of air heard to murmur, in the fissures of the thick as the dust beneath our feet; magnificent rocks, or among the branches of the aged vaulted roofs above our heads; everywhere a olives; not a bird sings, nor an insect chirps chaos of confused beauty, the remains of in the waterless furrows. Silence reigns uni- which lay scattered about, or piled on each versally, in the city, in the roads, in the fields. other in endless variety. So prodigious was Such was Jerusalem during all the time that the accumulation of architectural remains, we spent within its walls. Not a sound ever that it defies all attempts at classification, or met our ears, but the neighing of the horses, conjecture of the kind of buildings to which who grew impatient under the burning rays of the greater part of them had belonged. After the sun, or who furrowed the earth with their passing through this scene of ruined magnififeet, as they stood picketed round our camp, cence, we reached an inner wall, which we mingled occasionally with the crying of the also ascended; and from its summit the view hour from the minarets, or the mournful ca of the interior was yet more splendid. Of dences of the Turks as they accompanied the much greater extent, far more richly decorated dead to their cemeteries. Jerusalem, to which than the outer circle, it presented an immense the world hastens to visit a sepulchre, is itself platform in the form of a long rectangle, the a vast tomb of a people; but it is a tomb with-level surface of which was frequently broken out cypresses, without inscriptions, without by the remains of still more elevated pavemonuments, of which they have broken the ments, on which temples to the sun, the object gravestones, and the ashes of which appear to of adoration at Balbec, had been erected. All cover the earth which surrounds it with mourn around that platform were a series of lesser ing, silence and sterility. We cast our eyes temples-or chapels, as we should call themback frequently from the top of every hill decorated with niches, admirably engraved, which we passed on this mournful and deso- and loaded with sculptured ornaments to a delate region, and at length we saw for the last gree that appeared excessive to those who had time, the crown of olives which surmounts the seen the severe simplicity of the Parthenon or Mount of the same name, and which long rises the Coliseum. But how prodigious the accuabove the horizon after you have lost sight of mulation of architectural riches in the middle the town itself. At length it also sank beneath of an eastern desert! Combine in imagination the rocky screen, and disappeared like the the Temple of Jupiter Stator and the Coliseum chaplets of flowers which we throw on a se- at Rome, of Jupiter Olympius and the Acropopulchre."-(II. 275—276.)
lis at Athens, and you will yet fall short of that From Jerusalem he made an expedition to marvellous assemblage of admirable edifices Balbec in the desert, which produced the same and sculptures. Many of the temples rest on impression upon him that it does upon all columns seventy feet in height, and seven feet other travellers :
in diameter, yet composed only of two or three “ We rose with the sun, the first rays of blocks of stone, so perfectly joined together which struck on the temples of Balbec, and that to this day you can barely discern the gave to those mysterious ruins that eclat which lines of their junction. Silence is the only his brilliant light throws ever over ruins language which befits man when words are which it illuminates. Soon we arrived, on the inadequate to convey his impressions. We northern side, at the foot of the gigantic walls remained mute with admiration, gazing on the which surround those beautiful remains. A eternal ruins. clear stream, flowing over a bed of granite, “ The shades of night overtook us while we murmured around the enormous blocks of yet rested in amazement at the scene by which
we were surrounded. One by one they enve- creased direction of the popular mind to lofty loped the columns in their obscurity, and added and spiritual objects, the more complete subjua mystery the more to that magical and mys- gation of sense, the enlarged perception of the terious work of time and man. We appeared, useful and the beautiful, been in proportion as compared with the gigantic mass and long to the extended facilities given to the great duration of these monuments, as the swallows body of the people ? Alas! the fact is just the which nestle a season in the crevices of the reverse. Balbec was a mere station in the capitals, without knowing by whom, or for desert, without territory, harbour, or subjects whom, they have been constructed. The maintained solely by the commerce of the thoughts, th: wishes, which moved these East with Europe which flowed through its masses, are tc is unknown. The dust of marble walls. Yet Balbec raised, in less than a cenwhich we tread beneath our feet knows more tury, a more glorious pile of structures deof it than we do, but it cannot tell us what it voted to religious and lofty objects, than Lonhas seen; and in a few ages the generations don, Paris, and St. Petersburg united can now which shall come in their turn to visit our boast. The Decapolis was a small and remote monuments, will ask, in like manner, wherefore mountain district of Palestine, not larger in we have built and engraved. The works of proportion to the Roman, than Morayshire is man survive his thought. Movement is the in proportion to the British empire; yet it law of the human mind; the definite is the contained, as its name indicates, and as their dream of his pride and his ignorance. God is remains still attest, ten cities, the least consia limit which appears ever to recede as hu- derable of which, Gebora, contains, as Buckmanity approaches him;
we are ever advanc- ingham tells us in his Travels beyond the Jordan, ing, and never arrive. This great Divine Fi- the ruins of more sumptuous edifices than any gure which man from his infancy is ever striv- city in the British islands, London itself not exing to reach, and to imprison in his structures cepted, can now boast. It was the same all over raised by hands, for ever enlarges and ex- the east, and in all the southern provinces of the pands; it outsteps the narrow limits of tem- Roman empire. Whence has arisen this astoples, and leaves the altars to crumble into nishing disproportion between the great things dust; and calls man to seek for it where alone done by the citizens in ancient and in modern it.resides in thought, in intelligence, in vir- times, when in the latter the means of enlarged tue, in nature, in infinity":-(II. 39, 46, 47.) cultivation have been so immeasurably extend
This passage conveys an idea of the peculiar ed? It is in vain to say, it is because we have style, and perhaps unique charm, of Lamar- more social and domestic happiness, and our tine's work. It is the mixture of vivid paint- wealth is devoted to these objects, n external ing with moral reflection-of nature with sen- embellishment. Social and domestic happiness timentos sensibility to beauty, with gratitude are in the direct, not in the inverse ratio of geneto its Author, which constitutes its great attrac- ral refinement and the spread of intellectual tion. Considering in what spirit the French intelligence. The domestic duties are better Revolution was cradled, and from what infide- nourished in the temple than in the gin-shop; lity it arose, it is consoling to see such senti- the admirers of sculpture will make better ments conceived and published among them. fathers and husbands than the lovers of whisky. True they are not the sentiments of the major- Is it that we want funds for such undertakings? ity, at least in towns; but what then? The Why, London is richer than ever Rome was; majority is ever guided by the thoughts of the the commerce of the world, not of the eastern great, not in its own but a preceding age. It caravans, flows through its bosom. The sums Is the opinions of the great among our grand- annually squandered in Manchester and Glasfathers that govern the majority at this time; gow on intoxicating liquors, would soon make our great men will guide our grandsons. If them rival the eternal structures of Tadmor we would foresee what a future age is to and Palmyra. Is it that the great bulk of our think, we must observe what a few great men people are unavoidably chained by their chaare now thinking. Voltaire and Rousseau racter and climate to gross and degrading enhave ruled France for two generations; the joyments? Is it that the spreading of knowday of Chateaubriand and Guizot and Lamar- ledge, intelligence, and free institutions, only tine will come in due time.
confirms the sway of sensual gratification; and But the extraordinary magnitude of these that a pure and spiritual religion tends only ruins in the middle of an Asiatic wilderness, to strengthen the fetters of passion and selfsuggests another consideration. We are per- ishness? Is it that the inherent depravity of petually speaking of the march of intellect, the the human heart appears the more clearly as vast spread of intelligence, the advancing civi- man is emancipated from the fetters of autholization of the world; and in some respect our rity: must we go back to early ages for noble boasts are well founded. Certainly, in one and elevated motives of action; is the spread particular, society has made a mighty step in of freedom but another word for the extension advance. The abolition of domestic slavery of brutality? God forbid that so melancholy has emancipated the millions who formerly a doctrine should have any foundation in hutoiled in bondage; the art of printing has mul- man nature! We mention the facts, and leave tiplied an hundred fold the reading and think it to future ages to discover their solution : ing world. Our opportunities, therefore, have contenting ourselves with pointing out to our been prodigiously enlarged; our means of ele- self-applauding countrymen how much they vation are tenfold what they were in ancient have to do before they attain the level of their times. But has our elevation itself kept pace advantages, or justify the boundless blessings with these enlarged means ? Has the in- which Providence has bestowed upon them.
The plain of Troy, seen by moonlight, fur- of the seraglio, which prolongs those of the city, nishes the subject of one of our author's most and form at the extremity of the hill which sup. striking passages.
ports the proud Stamboul, the angle which “It is midnight: the sea is calm as a mir- separates the sea of Marmora from the canal ror; the vessel floats motionless on the re- of the Bosphorus, and the harbour of the Goldsplendent surface. On our left, Tenedos rises en Horn. . It is there that God and man, naabove the waves, and shuts out the view of the ture and art, have combined to form the most open sea; on our right, and close to us, stretched marvellous spectacle which the human eye out like a dark bar, the low shore and indented can behold. I uttered an involuntary cry when coasts of Troy. The full moon, which rises the magnificent panorama opened upon my behind the snow-streaked summit of Mount sight; I forgot for ever the bay of Naples and Ida, sheds a serene and doubtful light over the all its enchantments; to compare any thing to summits of the mountains, the hills, the plain; that marvellous and graceful combination would its extending rays fall upon the sea, and reach be an injury to the fairest work of creation the shadow of our brig, forming a bright path “The walls which support the circular terwhich the shades do not venture to approach. races of the immense gardens of the seraglio We can discern the tumuli, which tradition still were on our left, with their base perpetually marks as the tombs of Hector and Patroclus. washed by the waters of the Bosphorus, blue The full moon, slightly tinged with red, which and limpid as the Rhone at Geneva; the terdiscloses the undulations of the hills, resembles races which rise one above another to the pathe bloody buckler of Achilles; no light is to lace of the sultana, the gilded cupolas of which be seen on the coast, but a distant twinkling, rose above the gigantic summits of the planelighted by the shepherds on Mount Ida---not a tree and the cypress, were themselves clothed sound is to be heard but the flapping of the with enormous trees, the trunks of which oversail on the mast, and the slight creaking of the hang the walls, while their branches, overmast itself; all seems dead, like the past, in spreading the gardens, spread a deep shadow that deserted land. Seated on the forecastle, even far into the sea, beneath the protection I see that shore, those mountains, those ruins, of which the panting rowers repose from their those tombs, rise like the ghost of the departed toil. These stately groups of trees are from world, reappear from the bosom of the sea with time to time interrupted by palaces, pavilions, shadowy form, by the rays of the star of night, kiosks, gilded and sculptured domes, or batwhich sleep on the hills, and disappear as the teries of cannon. These maritime palaces form moon recedes behind the summits of the moun- part of the seraglio. You see occasionally tains. It is a beautiful additional page in the through the muslin curtains the gilded roofs poems of Homer, the end of all history and of and sumptuous cornices of those abodes of all poetry! Unknown . tombs, ruins without beauty. At every step, elegant Moorish founa certain name; the earth naked and dark, but tains fall from the higher parts of the gardens, imperfectly lighted by the immortal luminaries; and murmur in marble basins, from whence, new spectators passing by the old coast, and before reaching the sea, they are conducted in repeating for the thousandth time the common little cascades to refresh the passengers. As epitaph of mortality! Here lies an empire, the vessel coasted the walls, the prospect exhere a town, here a people, here a hero! God panded—the coast of Asia appeared, and the alone is great, and the thought which seeks mouth of the Bosphorus, properly so called, and adores him alone is imperishable upon began to open between hills, on one side of earth. I feel no desire to make a nearer ap- dark green, on the other of smiling verdure, proach in daylight to the doubtful remains of which seemed variegated by all the colours of the ruins of Troy. I prefer that nocturnal ap- the rainbow. The smiling shores of Asia, disparition which allows the thought to repeople tant about a mile, stretched out to our right, those deserts, and sheds over them only the dis- surmounted by lofty hills, sharp at the top, and tant light of the moon and of the poetry of Homer. clothed to the summit with dark forests, with And what concerns me Troy, its heroes, and its their sides varied by hedge-rows, villas, orgods! That leaf of the heroic world is turned chards, and gardens. Deep precipitous ravines for ever!"-(II. 248–250.)
descended on this side into the sea, What a magnificent testimonial to the genius overshadowed by huge overgrown oaks, the of Homer, written in a foreign tongue, two branches of which dipped into the water. Furthousand seven hundred years after his death! ther on still, on the Asiatic side, an advanced
The Dardanelles and the Bosphorus have, headland projected into the waves, covered from the dawn of letters, exercised the descrip- with white houses--it was Scutari, with its tive talents of the greatest historians of modern vast white barracks, its resplendent mosques, Europe. The truthful chronicle of Villehar- its animated quays, forming a vast city. Furdouin, and the eloquent pictures of Gibbon and ther still, the Bosphorus, like a deeply imbedSismondi of the siege of Constantinople, will ded river, opened between opposing mounimmediateiy occur to every scholar. The fol- tains—the advancing promontories and relowing passage, however, will show that no ceding bays of which, clothed to the water's subject can be worn out when it is handled by edge with forests, exhibited a confused assemthe pen of genius:
blage of masts of vessels, shady groves, noble “ It was five in the morning, I was standing palaces, hanging gardens, and tranquil ha. on deck; we made sail towards the mouth of vens. the Bosphorus, skirting the walls of Constan- “The harbour of Constantinople is not, protinople. After half an hour's navigation perly speaking, a port. It is rather a great through ships at anchor, we touched the walls river like the Thames, shut in on either side
by hills covered with houses, and covered by Mussulmen, and descend from the heights of innumerable lines of ships lying at anchor Pera to the shores of the sea. No one evet along the quays. Vessels of every description passes at that hour: you would suppose your are to be seen there, from the Arabian bark, self an hundred miles from the capital, if a the prow of which is raised, and darts along confused hum, wafted by the wind, was not like the ancient galleys, to the ship of the line, occasionally heard, which speedily died away with three decks, and its sides studded with among the branches of the cypress. These brazen mouths. Multitudes of Turkish barks sounds weakened by distance;—the songs of circulate through that forest of masts, serving the sailors in the vessels; the stroke of the the purpose of carriages in that maritime city, oars in the water; the drums of the military and disturb, in their swift progress through the bands in the barracks; the songs of the women waves, clouds of albatros, which, like beau- who lulled their children to sleep; the cries of tiful white pigeons, rise from the sea on their the Muetzlim who, from the summits of the approach, to descend and repose again on the minarets, called the faithful to evening prayers; unruffled surface. It is impossible to count the the evening gun which boomed across the vessels which lie on the water from the Se- Bosphorus, the signal of repose to the fleet raglio point to the suburb of Eyoub and the all these sounds combined to form one condelicious valley of the Sweet Waters. The fused murmur, which strangely contrasted Thames at London exhibits nothing compara- with the perfect silence around me, and proble to it.”-(II. 262-265.)
duced the deepest impression. The seraglio, “Beautiful as the European side of the with its vast peninsula, dark with plane-trees Bosphorus is, the Asiatic is infinitely more and cypresses, stood forth like a promontory striking. It owes nothing to man, but every of forests between the two seas which slept thing to nature. There is neither a Buyukdéré beneath my eyes. The moon shone on the nunor a Therapia; nor palaces of ambassadors, merous kiosks; and the old walls of the palace nor an Armenian nor Frank city; there is no- of Amurath stood forth like huge rocks from thing but mountains with glens which separate the obscure gloom of the plane-trees. Before them; little valleys enamelled with green, me was the scene, in my mind was the recolwhich lie at the foot of the overhanging rocks; lection, of all the glorious and sinister events torrents which enliven the scene with their which had there taken place. The impression foam; forests which darken it by their shade, was the strongest, the most overwhelming, or dip their boughs in the waves ; a variety of which a sensitive mind could receive. All forms, of tints, and of foliage, which the pen- was there mingled-man and God, society and cil of the painter is alike unable to represent nature, mental agitation, the melancholy repose or the pen of the poet to describe. A few of thought. I know not whether I participated cottages perched on the summit of projecting in the great movement of associated beings rocks, or sheltered in the bosom of a deeply who enjoy or suffer in that mighty assemblage, indented bay, alone tell you of the presence or in that nocturnal slumber of the elements, of man. The evergreen oaks hang in such which murmured thus, and raised the mind masses over the waves that the boatmen glide above the cares of cities and empires into the under their branches, and often sleep cradled bosom of nature and of God."-(III. 283, 284.) in their arms. Such is the character of the « Il faut du tems,” says Voltaire, “pourque coast on the Asiatic side as far as the castle les grandes reputations murissent.” As a deof Mahomet II., which seems to shut it in as scriber of nature, we place Lamartine at the closely as any Swiss lake. Beyond that, the head of all writers, ancient or modern-above character changes; the hills are less rugged, Scott or Chateaubriand, Madame de Staël or and descend in gentler slopes to the water's Humboldt. He aims at a different object from edge; charming little plains, checkered with any of these great writers. He does not, like. fruit-trees, and shaded by planes, frequently them, describe the emotion produced on the open; and the delicious Sweet Waters of Asia mind by the contemplation of nature; he exhibit a scene of enchantment equal to any paints the objects in the scene itself, their described in the Arabian Nights. Women, colours and traits, their forms and substance, children, and black slaves in every variety of their lights and shadows. A painter following costume and colour; veiled ladies from Con- exactly what he portrays, would make a glostantinople; cattle and buffaloes ruminating in rious gallery of landscapes. He is, moreover, the pastures; Arab horses clothed in the most a charming poet, an eloquent debater, and has sumptuous trappings of velvet and gold; written many able and important works on caïques filled with Armenian and Circassian politics, yet we never recollect, during the last young women, seated under the shade or play- twenty years, to have heard his name mening with their children, some of the most tioned in English society except once, when ravishing beauty, form a scene of variety and an old and caustic, but most able judge, now interest probably unique in the world.”--(III. no more, said, “I have been reading Lamar331, 332.)
tine's Travels in the East-it seems a perfect These are the details of the piece: here is rhapsody." the general impression :
We must not suppose, however, from this, “One evening, by the light of a splendid that the English nation is incapable cf appremoon, which was reflected from the sea of ciating the highest degree of eminence in the Marmora, and the violet summits of Mount fine arts, or that we are never destined to rise Olympus, I sat alone under the cypresses of to excellence in any but the mechanical. It is the Ladders of the Dead;' those cypresses the multitude of subordinate writers of mode. which overshadow innumerable tombs of rate merit who obstruct all the avenues to