The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-11-07

never knew "all the stlngs ana all tne Slams OI
loves delight.AaHis whole book teens with
this pity. He acts on the poetic idea, 1T 10
better 10 have loved and lost than never to have
loved at all" and the kind of love he is continu-
ally depicting as most desirable is an Illicit,
dishonorable affection, which ends only IN ruin
In fact, he distinctly declares that with mar
riage all the Joy of love disappears, and thst'
par consequence, the only kind which is TO DE
fostered is that which does not end AZ the
altar. In "Dolores," on page l7s, we nhu the
following atTocious utterance:-
For the crown of our life as " closes
Is darkness the fruit tnereo! uusIi
No thorns go as deep as roses.
And love is more cruel tnan lusJ.
Time turns the old days TO derlslon,
Our loves into c0Tpses or ntpes;
And marriage and death and dtuiSton
Make barren oar hUes."
II these be the doctrines entertained by kir.
swinburne, we think that on the waters of the
"Great Salt Laken he had "better paddle his
light canoe ;" and find with the Latter-day SAINTS
a realization of his desire; for there free-love
reigns, and marriage need not reduce your
yielding love to eitherla corpse or a wife. How
ever, as one-seventh of all the children born in
Great Britain have difficulty in tracing who
were their fathers, possibly the poet need not
leave pe11ide Albion to enjoy his theory.
Mr.. Swinburne has a great weakness for
''golden hair" especially when it has the "scent
of the South in It, We do not know very def
nitely how that extract smells; but if it is
generally found in the daughters of the South,
we should think 1t is seldom met with in golden
hair. Although in the book we are told about
the beauties of golden hair and blood-red lips,
De g,,Stibus non dtsp,adndum; and we, for one,
don't admire the conf bination.
The authors fancy for red is really
astounding. In one verse he goes into an
ecstacy and thus describes his inamorata:-
Your feet in the full-grown grasses
Moved soft as weak wind blows;
You pass me as April passes
With face made out of rose"
We cannot imagine face made out of rose,
but if we felt an interest in physiognomy, we
would like to know whether 1t Was bud or
fullblown, and whether it was a red or yellow
rose which was used in the manufacture. But,
laying all iesting aside, we must condemn the
"Laus Veneris" as utterly untitled for the
| perusal of any respectable society.
or late MIR. Carleton, of New York, has been
| publishing class of works which has done
| him much harm, and places MIN under fear
| full responsibility. The position of a publisher
is always a delicate one, but when he so grossly
violates good taste and decency as he has done
| in the present work. he deserves the severest
reprobatiou. Unless that gentleman changes
his style of publications, he will find himself in
decided disrepute; and character once lost is
| hard thing TO regain. We give him fair warn
| ing that ne will lose good patronage if a "Laus
| Veneris" comes from his press in the future.
In regard to those poems which do not fall
| under the denomination Of sickly sentimental
| we find them of more than average ability
| His tribute to Walter Savage Landor is worthy
| of place amid better collection. It's bes
| verses run:-
Back to the fiower-town, side by side,
| The bright months bring,
| Newborn, the bridegroom and the bride,
Freedom and spring.
| .'In many a tender wheaten plot
| Flowers that we're dead
| Live, and old suns revive; bat not
| That hoher head.
| II came as one whose thoughts half lnger,
| Half run before;
| The youngest TO the Oldest singer
| That England bore.
.I.found him whom shall not md
| Till all grief end,
| In holiest age our mightiest mind
Father and friend.
"Moye thee no more; but love at least
| And reVerent heart
Nav move thee, royal and released,
soul, as thou art.
..And thou, his Florence, to thy trust
| Receive aud keep,
| Keep safe his dedicated dust,
His sacred sleep.
$50 shall thy lovers, come from far,
Mix with thy name.
| As morning-star with evenlng-star,