The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1833-05-03 00:00:00

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SUMMER AND WINTER EFEIGNOS.

SCMMER EVENLNG.
How bright, and yet how calm, this evel

Above, below, all seems to me
So lovely, that we might believe
'Twas nature's jubilee,—
For earth and sky, this glorious even,
Seem glowing with the hues of heaven.

Row beautiful that vivid sky,
Lit by the parting sun's last rays I
We gaze, till it appears more nigh—
And fancy, as we gaze,
That deep-blue sky, a boundless sea,
Covered with vessels gloriously.

Yes ! each dark cloud a barque appears,
Each whiter one the foam—
There one to distant countries steers,
While these sail quick towards home ;
And all look most intensely bright.
Glowing in heaven's own glorious light.

Turn now towards earth, and even there
All, all is beauty and repose—
The perfume-breathing evening air
Is wafted o'er the rose ;
While a thousand bright and glowing flowers
Are cooled with dew in these evening hours.

And hushed the skylark's merry song,
And silent all the humming bees :
The soft west wind, that sighs among
Those gently waving trees,
Seems to lament each parting ray.
Until the next return of day.

WINTER EVENING.

The bright and glowing summer's Past;

'Tis winter, and in storm and rain
The day wa darkened,—now at last

The sun appears again—
Just for a moment glads our sight,
And seen midst clouds seems doubly brigtkt.

Again look upwardis—onee again
Behold the wintry sun has set ;
None of the summer barques remain :

A nobler image yet
Strikes on the Christian goat's mind,
And leaves all others far bebind.

The sun, whose way through that expanse
Has been, since first his course began,
Through storms and clouds, seems to our glane,o
• A fitting type of man;
For thus the Christian's narrow way
With clouds is darkened day by day.
Thus, as the sun in winter's gloom

Sinks more than ever bright,
The Christian's hopes his way Blume,
And gild his path with light •
As the sun sets, the Christian dies,— •
Both on a brighter, happier day tl rise,—Praser'e Meg,

VAILXETI:ES.

Cuarvus COINCIDENCE.—By the Bow-street report about
the pawning business, we perceive that a person- named Pledger
was concerned in the matter. So we should suppose. By the
way, we cannot omit noticing a joke cracked by Cupid Thorn-
ton, the other day, at the Junior. Some person was remarking,
on the lady-like abstemiousness of Bavntun.—" Oh," said
.Cu-
pid, " judging from what one hears, he can take . his glass as
well as another."
TRUTH TO'Ttfe TIMES.—" Who is Veritas? Ho should let
us know his name." So said the Times of Monday, in its notice
to correspondents. Veritas lhas forwarded to us the following
answer to the editor of the Times, which he politely transmitted
to that gentleman, but which the editor characteristically declined
to publish :
By sate and youth my name's called "Truth"
In English—who can doubt me
It's clear your claim to ask my name
Shows you know nought about me.
"What do you think, will be the result of the Maltese divi-
aim on the ,Ministry ?" said Raikes to Alvanley. " Why,"
chuckled the latter, "politically speaking, I think it will lead
them to their bier." Castlereagh immediately ordered his horse,
telling Crocky that he should withdraw his namo unless the "play
of words" were put a stop to. Crocky declined putting a stop to
play of any kind.
SPANISH SUBSCRIPTION TO SCOTT'S MONUMENT,—A second
list, containing subscriptions from Madrid, Barcelona, Alicant,
and Malaga, appears in La lievlsla Espanola of 22nd March,
and amounts, to seventy pounds.
'MARRIAGE FERS.—At Northwich, In the county of Cheshire,
a whimsical privilege is ascribed, by the charter of that church,
to the senior .scholar of the grammar-school, namely, that he is
to receive marriage fees to the same amount as the clerk, or, in
lieu thereof, the bride's garters.
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TENDER GEESE.—An elderly lady, on a visit at Margate,
went into the market, having made up her mind to buy a goose.
There were but two in the market, both in custody of a little
girl from :Birchington, who, to the surprise of her customer,
positively refused to sell one without the other. Recollecting
'that a neighbour had also expressed a wish for one, the lady
was, without much difficulty, prevailed on to take both. When
the bargain was concluded, however, she thought proper to in-
quire of the vender why she had so peremptorily declined sell-
ing them separate. "If you please, my lady," was the naive
answer, " mother said as how the geese had lived together fif-
teen years, and it would be cruel to past them."
• At the time when the young Roscius passed for a Garrick and
a -Kemble in one, and nightly witnessed " the slope of wet faces
from the pit to the roof," he sat to our painter. That no ho-
nour might be wanting, he was conveyed by the Duke of Cla-
rence, now William IV., to Argyll-pace, in his own carriage,
where lords and ladies not a few usually assembled to see the
progress of the work. The painter himself was, probably, to
his Royal- Highness, not the least object of curiosity.—The
loose gown, (says one of his biographers,) in which he painted,
-was principally composed of shreds and patches, and might,
perchance, be half a century old; his white hair was sparingly
besto\ved on each side, and his cranium was entirely bald. The
royal visitor, standing behind him whilst he painted, first liently
lifted, or rather twitched, the collar of the gown; which North
cote resented by suddenly turnino, and expressing his displea-
sure by a frown ; on which his Royal Ilioliness, touching the
professor's grey locks, said, " You.don't devote much time to
the toilette, I perceive." The painter instantly replied, " Sir,
Inever allow any one to take personal liberties with me you
are the first who ever presumed to do so ; and I beg your
Royal Highness to recollect that I am in my own house." The
artist-resimied his painting: the prince stood silent for a minute
or sn, then opened the door and went away. The royal car-
riage, however, had not arrived, and rain was falling ; the
prince returned, borrowed an umbrella, and departed. Bear
Ir. Northcote," said one of the ladies, " I fear you have of-
fended his Royal Highness." " Madam," said the painter,
" I tim the offended party." The next day, about noon, Mr.
Northcote was alone, wh?.ll a gentle tap was heard, the studio
door opened, and in walked the prince. " Mr. Northcote," he
said, " I am come to return your sister's umbrella: I brought
it myself, that I might have an opportunity of saying that yes-
terday I thoughtlessly took au unbecoming liberty with you,
which you properly resented. I really am angry with myself,
and hope you will forgive me, and think no more of it." "And
what did you say ?" inquired a friend to whom the painter told
the, story. " say! good God! what could I say i I only
bowed. He might see what I felt. I could, at that moment,
. •
have sacrificed my life for him ; such a prince is worthy to be a
:king," The prince afterwards, in his maritime way, said,
" ile's a damned honest, independent, little old fellow."---.Cun-
ningham's Lives of British Painters.