The Sun.
London, England, 1835-11-27 00:00:00

be one who could point to a stanza in his work to
rival, in originality, the simple conception in these
lines. Who but Harry Chester, Esq., could discover
the resemblance between a meteor and a horse's hoof ?
The " gliding carriage," and the touching apostrophe
to Berkeley-square, are beauties which can escape no
reader of taste or feeling. The coachman's skill is
classically alluded to ; and judging from this speciMen
of his admirable application of the whip, and guidance
of the rein, we think the poet ought to have given him
precedence of the charioteers at the Olympic games.
True a trifling chronological error could not easily be
avoided ; but we will answer for it that the admirers of
the " Lay of the Lady Ellen" would not think less
highly of the poet's genius for a slight anachronism of
two or three thousand years. Indeed we question whe-
ther they would discover it.
We said that we would not accompany the Lady
Ellen to Almac's, and we will keep our word. This
to most of our acquaintances would be a great self-
denying sacrifice. In fact a Reviewer, of much curiosity,
if he could not find a more dignified mode of convey-
ance, would jump up with John behind the carriage,
rather than Jose so favourable an opportunity of wit-
nessing the presentation of the tickets to Master
Willis ; although, like ourselves, he were denied the
privilege of passing the sacred portal which opens into
the sanctuary of the Fanc of Fashion. But happily
we have acquired such a mastery over our inclinations,
that even in this case we are able to repress them
without difficulty.
The Ball is over ; the Fashionables have all retired ;
and thus we find ourselves stationed for the night in
the Lady's bed-chamber
" With languid and distrustful eye,
She lays her glittering jewels by,
And throws her gown aside :
But sacred is the toilet's rite,
Its mysteries from vulgar sight
The minstrel fain would hide."
The excessive delicacy of the poet, as shown in
these lines, commands our especial admiration. The
shutting out of the " vulgar," after the gown is
thrown aside, evinces a refinement of feeling rarely
co-existing with so many other excellences. Of course
the " distrust " manifested in the eye of Lady Ellen
arose from some suspicions of the intentions of the
crowd thus shut out. Very possibly she had cause to
be apprehensive. Of the author himself no lady, after
reading his Poem, could entertain a mistrustful feeling,
were he to see her undress an hundred times. Having
dismissed the vulgar, and bestowed a benison on the
sleeping beauty, Harry Chester stations himself for
the night so as
,to command a view of the lady's
thoughts or fancies, or whatever else they may be
called. Presently a brace of lovers present themselves,
that she may take her choice. The delicate attentions
of the favoured beau are thus minutely described by

the poet :
" His very smile is bent on her,
And now she thinks she cannot stir ;
But 0 transporting bliss !
She thinks that Ernest's arm is placed
All tenderly around her waist ;
And on her lips he prints a chaste—
flow can I write it ?—Kiss."
Here we must stop. The delicate dilemma of the
poet quite overcomes us. We can render him no as-
sistance. Had we been at his elbow while he was
labouring to compose the dream of Lady Ellen, we
dare say we might have furnished him with a hint or
two, which would have enabled him to get over this
stumbling-block, which Cupid mischievously cast in