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RoCTDALE, MoniiT.—The Flannel market is much the
same as it has been for some weeks past; the merchants
show no disposition to purchase at the present time ; and
without a change, either goods will accumulate or short
time must be adopted. There is no change in WOOl since
the last week.
HALIFAX, SATURDAY.—The attendance in our piece ball
has been very slender to-day; and there is very little d,)ing
in any description of worsted goods. As regards yarn,
diminution of production, and a confidence that wool is net
likely to be lower, have induced the merchants to give out,
at the current rates, the orders they had on hand. Rather
more,wool is changing hands, as the spinners are coming
into the market, to supply their wants; but they only buy
from hand to mouth, and their purchases are not such as to
affect prices.
RUDDERSIIELID, TUESDAY.—We have had no very ma-
terial alteration in our market to-day. Rather more has
been done in the hall, in crapes, and large pattern doeskins.
Business in the warehouses has been dull to-day, but an
average amount has been done during the week. The fancy
trade, at present, is anything but brisk. Wools still con-
tinue firm; a fair amount has been done in them.

,b(ii‘e‘ew,Ane/ma'sotrore"),
LITERAT URE.
TEE ENTHCI47.4 ST- or the Straying Angel. A Poem.
speedily,A uthor
fof
William Pickering. E
not xcelsior."
more
re
el sci
oo r
m.
Our expec,tntions in regard to the poetical capacities
p.o
Ife:Alyilnirsmetaoeslris:hdrat°tvhne
predicted upon the compara-
tively recent occasion when we criticised his first lite-
rary production entitled " Excelsior." Although" The
author in his preface, when it has
Enthusiast" is little else than the outline of a more
comprehensive poem to be produced, if we may believe
the assurance of the
germinated sufficiently in his imagination, it affords us
adequate assurance that he is possessed of intellectual
attributes originative of something nobler than mere
skill in versification. What renders es in a measure
grateful to Mr. Orton at the very outset of
his effusion is the circumstance that it is
not only lofty and definite in purpose, lent original, and,
to a certain extent, also symmetrical in construction.
We acknowledge to having long since become tired of
metrical mysticism, meted out in a dramatic form, so as
to be mere imitatious, or iterations, or re-duplications of
" Faust." Every one has not the " faculty divine" as re-
splendently as the writer of " Festus," and the tempta-
tion of treating the holiest themes with a sort of
diabolic irony—an irony resulting from the fact
of his Satanic Majesty wearing the buskins for the
nonce as the evil-hero of the narrative—has not
saved even the refined genius of Longfellow from
giving utterance in his " Golden Legend" to the ob-
scene and the blasphemous. Scarcely more endurable
indeed have been those ambitious tributes to the master-
mind of Ga the than those morbid tales, replete with
lachrymose passion and affected sentiment, which
poured from the press of France, of England, and of
Germany shortly after the tender-hearted suicide Wer-
ter first described the children eating slices of bread and
butter round the white muslin and the pink ribbons of
the incomparable Charlotte. Another and possibly
more wearisome school of poetry, rendered in some
measure popular of late years by the delicate and attrac-
tive charms of the muse of Mr. Tennyson, may be desig-
nated not incorrectly the eccentric. The majority of
those, however, who have ventured to emulate the
Laureate in a course that from its very singularity alto-
gether defied emulation, have failed so grievously and
absolutely, that we may at length look forward to the
gratifying improbability of any subsequent effort in the
same direction. Adventurers like these into the more
excursive regions of the idyllic have failed to recognize
the peculiarity of those novel and bewitching excellences
which tended in spite of its being " a medley" to redeem
" The Princess" from degenerating into nothing better
than a literary extravagance. They have not
perceived
bow much the pardon of the more fastidious critics was
propitiated towards that very singular composition by
the beauties with which it was somewhat plentifully
adorned—the inimitable description of the Princess Ida,
the graceful though fantastic delineation of the ladie-
college with its inmates, the impassioned energy of tho
paean, the ravishing sweetness of the idyll, and the match-
less and pathetic simplicity of .the verses beginning—
" Tears, idle tears, 1 know not what they mean,
Tears they may be of some divine despair," &c.
Instead of these we have had horrid celebrations
of men Efilicted with wens,—as in " Christmas
Day and Easter Day," or as in " Casa Guidi
Windows," page after page of political dulness
and republican rhodomontade. Inasmuch as the author
of the present volume has adventured upon an enter-
prise entirely different in its character from either of
those above particularised, ho would ho entitled to no
indifferent commendation. But happily his poem is not
simply devoid of blemishes such as those here repro-
betel, but is starred here and there with beauties of no
inconsiderable splendour and originality. The purport
of "The Enthusiast" he intimates in a very charming
and musical prelude, thus:—
" It is not a tale of common mould ;
It is not the song of an idle hour;
It tells of a spirit in mortal fold,
Who stood in his antenatal bower,
Who saw, and heard, through his walls of clay,
The sights and sounds of his primal day."
Written for the most part in blank verse, the poem opens
with a description of an oriental sunset, and the subse-
quent twilight gathering round the watchtower of the
Enthusiast —a venerable seer who recounts to a traveller
the beatified dream in which he was admitted into the
arcane of the " universe of things," beholding the ce-
lestial spirits, being for a while one amongst them
(again) himself, end learning from the lips of
an angelic being the revelation of some of
the abAiust r mysteries of creation, when he
has penetrated even into ono of the sublime vesti-
bules of heaven. The flight is consequently sufficiently
daring to daunt the boldest Icarus in modern literature.
Yet " Ala9tor- betrays no weakness in his adventure.
Soaring to such altitudes he never once drops into
bathos, but in the course of his rhythmical wanderings
evidences abundantly those poetic powers of which we
are more than ever sanguine of beholding the more per-
fect development. Among the many forceful lines in
the narrative, aro these two burning verses—

" 1 ,an that demons once had hoof'd the world
Which after rolled a human hell thro' space."

Speaking of the loves of the Enthusiast and his bride,
" Alastor" says very gracefully—
" Parted were we for many a weary day,
And torn asunder oft, our hearts grew sick—
Like clinging woodbine when its clasp is loosed."

Throughout, ho everywhere betrays a passion for the
nobler features of Creation—speaking LIQW of the sea-
shore as the spot
" 'Where Nature grandly hymns Eternity ;"
and now of that maze of golden worlds in the night-sky
which ho designates exquisitely
" The star-encrusted ceil of Space."
Tho Colosseum at Rome would seem to have about it
some inspiring influence incapable of being exhausted by
the superb stanzas of Lord Byron. We well remembered
that noble passage in " The Roman," by Sydney
Yendys. in which the young poet celebrated anew tho
glories of that gigantic and venerable edifice: and here
again in " The Enthusiast' we meet with the following
beautiful midnight glimpse of Roman scenery:—
" And many a night, when thro' some ruin huge,
The moon shed down her soft and holy light,
Like some fair maiden on her savage lord,
n
is bossed."
os
the seds.u"
b.
Casting her smile,—till his dark soul grows bright,
And grisly thoughts put on an angel face,
We sweetly lingered and sad pleasure found."
Mere expressions of exceeding grace, scattered through
the volume, lend their charm to its pages as supplemen-
tary decorations: as when it is asked—
" Why slowly tell each separate bead of life,
Which softly fell from Time's red rosary ?"
Or, as when the supernal structure is delineated, it is
said—
" Pillars of gem-encrusted gold flew up,
And
s t hbuoyed
theloveliest
azure
metaphordome, h
t
e gold
book sternOr, yet more, where the variegated beams thrown by
in
stained-glass are thus deliciously defined--
gorgeousness."l
And filled dim halls with floating
Thro' richest oriels coloured light fell
j oined—
Perhsp

etkryo
onward
fallen, —sl
rae
dny,
tbdberroyiaipolsssn d
iliwhentpsondaaarkgieleunrliiTecelol;f-utdpiPeawPl:rdd mcooused
And thro' the root, and stem, of some bright bloom,
Till Heaven beholds it in the fragrant cape nothing
whatevSl
this, that ice
With the theogony of the author wo 8""ot , regard it as
strictly compatible with theAthanaeis: the text at page a portion of that creed is subjoinieedttrtibes of the Holy
36, as a footnote. Among 1,-.0%, nivs.rt.i.i!‘s tr, t1.,0
Trinity nn.nt,rnit-F ;. n,..
„nia'''p."-Otence, omniscience, and
three DiN;ne Persons—as --frnoln the theogony of the
omnipresence. Returning from
we recognise the germ of the
pocm to the poem itseilai'mation (p. 32)—
whole idea in the
exclamation
has vaguely haunted me."
44 Post greatness
bearing on the main idea
ite poets,
Excerpts from
favourite
the Strayirg Angel," are given at
dCi;eed— although
of " TheE
its conclusi°nWordswortb, Coleridge, Tennyson, liet,
tracts from
and
, Shelley, followed by a prose quotation.d
MackAP and this, again, succeeded
by a caustic an
Dickens,
from .“
entitled " Critics Criticised." Upon a
.fir stic chapter,
ca the close of .he volume—which, by the way,
ft.T.lesf at atininsiethe form of en appendix—including ex-
-1 embellishments—we observe that another poem,
tlrna
called " The Caves of
author, to be
by the
"me
the Hidden Revealed," is announced to
Phantasy ; or
We shall await its appearance with
be in preparation.
i, roost charmingly replete with external as well as in-
" The Enthusiast" —brief and sketchy though it is--
tha❑ of "Excelsior," that James Orton,
than after our peruse
or, as ho delights to call.
himself, " Alastor," possesses
powers only needing time and p p pro par cultivation for
interest, believing more securely, after our perusal of
their development.

CRIM. CON.—At the Liverpool Assizes, the case of
" Harding r. Middleton" came on for trial on the 29th inst.
The defendant is a clergyman of the Established Church.
The Attorney-General (Sir Frederick Thesiger), Dlr. Ather-
ton, Q.C., and Mr. Cowling, appeared for the plaintiff; and
Mr. Sergeant Wilkins, Mr. Hill, Q.C., and Mr. Monk, for
the defendant. The Attorney-General opened the case for
the plaintiff, and after the examination of several witnesses,
sittingNi which h
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with great care, and the jury, after deliberating for five
hours, returned a verdict for the, defendant.

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