The Sun.
London, England, 1823-05-31 00:00:00

LITERARY NOTICE.

! Though the usual periodical works do not fall
immediately within our notice, yet the LONDON
MAGAZINE for the following month is so pregnant
with interesting matter, that we may fairly re-
commend it to the particular attention of our
Readers. Indeed, they will naturally anticipate
much amusement when they learn that among
the Literary contribUfors there are productions
from Mr. BOWRING ; the PUBLIC ORATOR of
Oxford; Mr:ELTON ; the OPIUM 'CATER; HART-
LEY COLERIDGE, ALLAN CUNNINGHAM, and JOAN
CLARE, who may be styled the Inspired Peasant, as
his woks bear such a charm of simplicity as those
who have the advantage of early classical cul-
ture seldom, if ever can attain, and which she w
the genuine stamp of nature. It should be men-1
tioned to the honour of Messrs. TAYLOR' and
llEsszY, that the public are chiefly indebted to
them for bringing forward the Rustic Muse of
this affecting Poet. As Spanish affairs now en-
gage the attention, curiosity, and solicitude of
this country, we were particularly attracted by
the continuation of an Essay on Spanish Romances,
by Mr. BOWRING. With the political principles of
this Gentleman we have nothing to do. We conceive
that he was hardly treated in France ; we are
glad that he is restored to this Country,and that
his pen is employed on subjects of Literature.--
We have already been gratified by his transla-
tions of Russian Poetry, and we are now not less
pleased with the effusions of the Spanish Muse,
which he seems to have anglacized with great ,
spirit,, and with more adherence to tfur vernacular
idiom than could be expected from a writer who
is conversant with so many languages. We have
only room at present for the following version of
a Spanish Poem :

THE NIGHTINGALE. •
The rose looks out in the valley,
And thither will I go,
To the rosy vale, where the nightingale
Sings his song of woe.
The virgin is on the river side
Culling the lemons pale ;
Thither—yes ! thither will I go,
'to the rosy vale, where the nightingale.
Sings his song of woe.
The fairest fruit her hand hath
'Tis for her lover all :
Thither—yes ! thither will I go,
To the rosy vale, where the nightingale
Sings his song of woe.
In her hat of straw, for her gentle swain,
She has placed the lemons pale.
Thither yes ! thither will I go,
To the rosy vale, where the nightingale
Sings his song of woe.

COURT OF,CIIANCERY.—(Tins DAT.)

BowEn AND OTHERS v. BUSHELL AND OTHERS.
JUDGMENT.
The LORD CHANCELLOR, OD taking his seat,
this morning, gave judgment in this long liti-
gated cause, which came before him on a peti-
tion praying for an order to stay proceedings
pending• an appeal from the Decree of the Vice-
Chancellor. His Lordship said, the Court had
nothing to do with the question as to the per-
sonal property, and in this case 0-10ths of the
case, bore wholly upon that. With respect to the
verdict of the Jury, on the former issue, he had
never in his life witnessed a more unintelligible
one, as they had in the first instance found that
the will was not drawn according to the wish of
the Testator, who did not devise Ids property as
stated; secondly, that he was not of sound mind;
thirdly, that the will was drawn within the sta-
tute of fraud; and fourthly, that the will was
made by a man who was sensible of what he was
doing, and meant to bequeath his property as
stated,with the exception of the last clause. It was
a dangerous practice, without showing evidence Co
try the contents of a will. And the issue ought
to have been-with respect to the words,“ I here-
by revoke all former wills ;" but ns it appeared
there was evidence he would look into, but lie
was of opinion that he could not grant the issue.
His Lordship requested that Counsel would only
hand him up one copy, and not do as they had
here done, give him three copies to read over.