New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1873-12-30

works for. and ought to find his reward In, other
or the Johnson or the Milton has the honors,
from the same men, as monalres ana iasnion nt,
cal as the main part OF il is does not fan down ana
worship them and cast forthwith into the sea or sP s
Curtius gulf all the gauds and playthings whch es
do not care about This is overbearing and unfair Le.
teach the world to be philosophical aud The
fast as he cam but till IL is let him not grudge IL ,no
rattes and plums and hobbyhorses OF It's INFANCY
The influence of Wordsworth and Southey IN the
formation of her mind and character is frankly &C.
scrbed in letter TO an American correspondents
knew dear Mr. Wordsworth perhaps as well as
have ever known in the world-more li'imao,y
than knew my father and as intimately az kho" d
Uncle Southey. There was much in him TO Know the
the lines of his character were deep ana suonko
whole they formed simple and impressive. His discourse,
as compared with my fathers, was as the Latn ian
guage TO the Greek, orr TO borrow comparison Wiz
has been applied Shakespeare and Milton as sssruy
to was intelligent wise and eas sc ampe
opportunities Of taking in his mind, listened 10 fS
others In our spring time of life are poetea: not
literary, and often absorb unconsciousy the nnd,es do
the fragrant atmosphere of full OF the breath OF ps
roses and voles, and are nourshed nnene classify
and systematize after Linnaus Jusseu the vefn,
blossoms which delight our outward t pvdaI and
take long walks with Mr. Wordsworth about ny a a 20
Grasmere and sometimes though seldom nt W
his Applethw cottage. listening 10 his tak al .e
with my uncle, or, indoors at Rydal Mount. wneh GO
harangued TO the inmates OF ms o dscourse
the neighbors But took no notes OF ms naner
either the tablet Of memory or on materiH P pea
| my mi
nv his Conversation and the influences under which l
was brought by his means In matters OF lhtehect, mo
In those which concerned the heart ana inc moral oei
was still more deeply and Importantly indebted to the
character and daily conduct OF my aauapS y, i,hep
southey. Yet never adopted the opinions Oh el,ner
en- nasse and since have years of secondary
and more reflection have been unable TO retain
many which 1 received from them. Inc impression
upon my feelings OF their minds remains uhabaeu III
force but the formal views and judgments when re-
ceiyed from their lips greatly modhed though not
more than they themselves modified and readjueted
their own views and Judgments from youth to age.
In the midst of profound and almost unreliable
discussion of the Tractarian movement, wemeet with
an agreeable bit of personal Renaissance:
NY daughter lately met at the house OF my ex-
cellent old friend Mr.. Kenyon. that poetca PAIR MI
and Mrs. Browning. You probably know her as Eilza,
beth Barrett author OF the "beraphlD,' " Drama oI
Exile" and many ballads and minor POEMS among
which Cowper's Grave"is OF special excellence. Sno
has lately published " Casa Guid Windows medlta-
tive political poem OF considerable merit: Mazzinl al
mires it, and 1t has been translated into lialia' MIS-
weak health, and cannot remain IN t1ls
foggy cline; they TO reside in Paris she Is hte
hardeatured, with long dark ringles pare race, anu
paintive vOicesometiug very impressive IN her dark
eyes and her brow Her general aspect puts me 40 hnd
OF MigDon-what Migncn might be In maturity ana
maternity Sac has more poetic genius than any o1ner
woman hvlng-perhaps more tnan any WOMAN ever
showed before except SapphO. sun there Is an mpS
fectness IN what she produces; many passages the
expressions are very faulty the images forced anu u
true, the sentiments exaggerated, and the situations
unnatural and unpleasant. Another pervading fault OF
Mrs. Brownings poetry is rugged, harsh Versncaon,
in the department OF prevents the
from being unobstructye medium for the thodght'
Her last letters make frequent illusions to the
closing scene which was near at hand, ana winch
she looked forward to with tender emotion but with
no gloomy forebodings In one of her letters to
dear friend. few months before her death, she
| writes: lyon will regret very much to learn how
much worn and weaker am than when you saw me
last. cannot now walk more than half an hour at
| q time, when / am at the best. You can hardly
imagine how much my mind bovers about that old
| church-yard with Skiddaw and the Bassenthwaite
hills within sight" Towards the close of the same let
ter she writes "Ob Keswick vale and shall really
die and never never see thee 9gainf Surely there
will be another Keswickall the lOveliness trans
fused, the hope, the JOY of youth How wholly was
that Joy the work of imagination Oh, this life Is
very dear to me The outward beauty of earth, and
the love and sympathy m fellow-creatures, make IT,
to my feelings q sort of heaven hall Tuined-an Ely
sum into which dark tumultuous ocean is per
petually rushing in to agitate and destroy, to lay
low the blooming bowers of tranquil bliss. and
drown the rich harvests. Love is the sun of this
lower world; and we know from the beloved dis
ciple that it will be the bliss of heaven. God is
Love; and whatever there may be that we cannot
now conceive love will surely be contained in it. Ii
will be Love sublimed, and incorporated in Beauty
infinite and perfect l am very faint and weak to-
day--more so than have yet been butl have been
as low in nerves often formerly otherwise might
think that had entered into the dark valley, and
was approaching the river of Death. How KIND OF
Bunvan-what benefcent imagnaton-to shadow
ont death az q rirer which is so pleasant to the
mind and carries it on into regions bright and fair
beyond that boundary stream"
The character of Sara C0leridge is feelingly por
trayed in letter to the editor of this volume by Mr.
Aubrey De We're. whose cherished friendship of
many years continued to the last moment. He
dwells upon the image of grace and intellectual
beauty which remains in the memory of all who
knew her. With them she will ever possess place
apar. from all Others. With all her high literary
powers she was unlike those VINO are commonly
called literary persons. Few have ever possessed
such learning. Her studies seemed but a refresh
ment to her clear intellect like walk in mountain
air 1t was a marvel how a wOinan's faculties could
have prapped so closely with the Greek fathers and
the Greek philosophers. But the true marvel was
not the accumulation of knowledge nor the literary
power, but the spiritual mind. She had keener ap-
probation of the highest thought than of subjects
nearer the range of ordinary intellects She moved
with the ghtest step over the loftest ground. her
fleet were beautiful upon tie mountains OF ideal
truth. For her they were not barren, but honey
came out of the finty rock. She was more at ease
when musiDg upon the mysteries of the soul. than
when dealing with the humber topics of literature
In this deneation, Mr.. Aubrey DE Vere's words are
doubtless coored by the partiaities of friendship.
But the most apathetc reader cannot fail to recog-
nize the admirable moral qualities which were
blended with her mental supremacy, and will for
give her apparent want of passionate sympathies in
view of her modesty and dsinterestedncss.
The Herald of Health republishes an essay
by George Darwin son Of the celebrated nauraqD on
Sanitary Restrictions to Liberty of Marriage" The
writer starts from the OF Dr. Maudsey that
there IS a correatve degeneration with the progress OF
mental DEVELOPMENT and that the insanity