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very interesting and amusing book. His knowledge of the Scottish language cannot be said to be great; nor can he claim to have much acquaintance with his subject, except, so far as it is to be met with in books. The distinction between the Highlands and the Lowlands he scarcely seems to appreciate; nor does he seem to be aware that in the Scottish language there are various dialects, and that it is as little surprising that some Scotsmen do not understand Dr. George Macdonald's Aberdonian Scotch, as it is that a Cornishman does not understand the dialect of Cheshire or Yorkshire. On the other hand, he understands the Scottish language sufficiently to appreciate much of its wit and humour, and without touching the Laird of Logan, or Dean Ramsay's Reminiscences, he has brought and cleverly strung together a large number of stories illustrative of the humourous side of the Scottish character, which, even if old acquaintances will be read by most Scotsmen with pleasure, and by Englishmen with, we should say, a real sense of enjoyment. Before another edition is issued, Mr Hood might do worse than get some Scotsman wellversed in his 'mither' tongue to revise his Scotch. The errors are not many, but their correction would be an improvement, at least in the eyes of Scotsmen.

Jocoseria. By ROBERT BROWNING.

& Co., 1883.

London: Smith, Elder

This latest little volume from the pen of Mr. Browning will appeal mainly not to the profane vulgar of the reading world, but to the smaller— though growing-circle of Browning-lovers and students; and even they are hardly likely to regard it as one of his most noteworthy and characteristic performances. In it he abandons the direct narrative style of the Dramatic Idylls, and returns to the elaborate analysis, edged with the thinnest narrative framework, which is to be found in such poems as The Inn Album and Fifine at the Fair, the only exception to this criticism being the poem entitled 'Donald' which is a simple story very forcibly told of an act of treachery so callously inhuman that one almost regrets having read it. There is, however, one very remarkable and suggestive study-the poem entitled 'Jochonan Hakkadosh,' which tells the story of how a dying Jewish sage had his life miraculously prolonged for a year by the self-sacrifice of four disciples, each of whom gives up three months of his own life in order that the sage may live three months as a lover, three as a poet, three as a warrior, and three as a statesman. Great results in the way of teaching are expected from this great experiment, but the result is altogether disappointing. The new wine gains no marvellous quality by being poured into the old bottle; it is simply flattened and soured; and the poem is a remarkable embodiment, from a different standpoint of the teaching of 'Rabbi Ben Ezra,'—

'As it was better, youth

Toward making, than repose on aught found made;

So, better, age, exempt

From strife, should know, than tempt

Further. Thou waitedst age; wait death nor be afraid !'

Of the remaining contents we are touched most keenly by two lyrics— 'Wanting is-What' and 'Never the Time and the Place '—both inspired by an imaginative motive of which Mr. Browning never wearies and never treats otherwise than freshly. These are in the poet's finest lyrical manner; but we think on the whole that no volume of Mr. Browning's contains less really memorable work. That it is Mr. Browning's work is, however, sufficient to give it interest.

A Century of Roundels. By ALGERNON CHARLES SWINLondon: Chatto & Windus, 1883.

BURNE.

We do not know whether Mr. Swinburne, like Wordsworth, has felt 'the weight of too much liberty;' but in this volume he has for the time given up his unchartered freedom and voluntarily subjected himself to the trammels of an arbitrary form. The result is so charming that were it not for the remembrance of certain mighty choruses, unfettered lyrics, and passages of masculine dramatic blank verse, we might wish that Mr. Swinburne would go on writing 'roundels' for ever. In previous works Mr. Swinburne has provided material for such fierce ethical controversies that it may be well to say at once that this volume is, from its first page to its last, absolutely 'void of offence;' but it is something more than mere blameless work for it is full of high imagination, of noble emotion, of varied and exquisite music. The work may be roughly but not inclusively divided into poems treating of nature, of friendship, and of little children; and while those in the first class are perhaps the strongest and most sustained, those in the last have such captivating grace and tenderness, such homely universality of emotional interest that they will probably linger longest in the ear of the human, as distinguished from the merely critical, world. There is a series of seven poems on 'A Baby's Death' which we would transcribe entire did space allow; as it is, we must content ourselves with taking one from its fair companionship.

'The little hands that never sought
Earth's prizes, worthless all as sands,
What gift has death, God's servant, brought
The little hands?

'We ask but love's self silent stands,
Love, that lends eyes and wings to thought
To search where death's dim heaven expands.

'Ere this, perchance, though love know nought,
Flowers fill them, grown in lovelier lands,
Where hands of guiding angels caught

For just another quotation we must find room. It is one of a roundel sequence written in Guernsey and dedicated to that poet and friend of poets, Mr. Theodore Watts.

'Across and along, as the bay's breadth opens, and o'er us
Wild autumn exults in the wind, swift rapture and strong
Impels us, and broader the wide waves brighten before us
Across and along.

'The whole world's heart is uplifted, and knows not wrong;
The whole world's life is a chant to the sea-tide's chorus;
Are we not as waves of the water, as notes of the song?

'Like children unworn of the passions and toils that wore us,
We breast for a season the breadth of the seas that throng,
Rejoicing as they, to be borne as of old they bore us
Across and along.'

North Country Folk Poems. By WALTER C. SMITH. Glasgow:
J. Maclehose & Sons, 1883.

This latest volume of Dr. Smith's lacks the largeness of grasp and the sustained interest which distinguish some of his earlier works. This is due mainly to the subjects he has chosen to treat of. We have here some six-and-twenty poems with no other connection with each other than that which they receive from the title page and the binder. Still, taken separately, they all bear ample evidence of the author's peculiar power. The same acquaintance with human nature, the same fine perception of the higher reaches of its experience, and the same artistic skill which belong to his larger works belong in a measure to these. Of the series 'Wee Curly Pow' is probably the best and most characteristic. In 'Dick Dalgleish' we have Dr. Smith's typical workman, whose confession is—

'The Dord did not seek His own honour and glory,
But stood by His craftsmen and fishers all through;
He held to His class that their ills he might cure,

And lift up the head of the needy and poor.
Well, that is our gospel too, that is our Ark,

Not to rise from our class, but to raise the class higher,
Not to take the nice ways of lawyer and clerk,

Not to turn from the hammer, the file and the fire;
But to stand by our order, and stick to our tools,

And still win our bread by the sweat of our brow,
And to organise labour by Christian-like rules.'

'Provost Chivas' and 'The Mad Earl' have considerable merit, and are written
in a strain of keen and biting irony. One of the best is 'Deacon Dorat's
Story.' There is something extremely weird-like about it.
the three gipsy children standing at the foot of the gallows
father hangs, and quietly remarking—

'Mother will soon be here,

The picture of on which their

is particularly good. The whole poem however should be read. Another noteworthy poem is 'Parish Pastors.' In each poem the main interest is in the story. The ideas are for the most part such as readers of Dr. Smith's poems are familiar with.

The Temple Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations. By Mr.

GEORGE HERBERT. Introduction by J. H. SHORTHOUSE. (First Edition, 1633. Facsimile Reprint.) London: T. FISHER UNWIN, 1883.

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The value of this excellent facsimile reprint of good old George Herbert's Temple is greatly enhanced by a charmingly and sympathetically written introduction by the author of John Inglesant. Mr. Shorthouse tells us that the invitation to write the introduction reached him with a surprising appropriateness upon Easter Day,' and we cannot but think that the selection of one so well fitted by tastes and studies as the author of John Inglesant, to write the introduction, was an extremely happy thought on the part of the publishers, and equally appropriate. That he has performed his task almost to perfection, we need hardly say. We are inclined to think, however, that Herbert has many more admirers than Mr. Shorthouse seems to believe. But whether he has or not, we do not think we are far wrong in saying that, notwithstanding his quaintness and frequent obscurities, Herbert will continue to have a goodly company of readers as long as the English language is spoken. Henry Vaughan has given us several poems which, in our opinion, are much finer than anything Herbert has written. Yet his hold on the popular religious mind is scarcely so deep or enduring. There is tenderness and a breadth of Christian simplicity running through all that Herbert has written, which give both to his poetry and prose a perennial charm.

SUMMARIES OF FOREIGN REVIEWS.

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DEUTSCHE RUNDSCHAU (June).-It would perhaps be difficult to mention an historical, character in modern times, who has been the subject of such contradictory judgments as those which have been passed on the Galician peasant Jacob or James-Szela, landed proprietor in Smarzowa, in the district of Tarnower. Whilst some consider him a leader, others look upon him as a seducer of the people. The former behold in him a model of admirable loyalty,' the latter a robber and an incendiary. Even his age at the time of his appearance in 1846-a year so important and so unfortunate for Galicia--is the subject of controversy. This remarkable man is the subject of a sketch by Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach.-On the 22nd of March, the anniversary of the Emperor of Germany's birthday, Professor Ernst Curtius was appointed to deliver the obligatory loyal discourse in the hall of the Friederich-Wilhelm University, in Berlin. It is reproduced as an article on 'The Greeks as Master of Colonization.' That an essay by such a master of the subject is eminently interesting and instructive needs no mention. Whether the subject and the occasion were quite fitted for each other, and whether the reference to Germany is quite apt is a question which we are not called upon to consider.-The substance of Herr Karl Theodor von Inama-Sternegg's paper on National Riches' is contained in his own conclusion: "That which mercantilism had only a vague idea of, which physiocracy recognized with reference to the soil merely, and which Adam Smith himself gave expression to in a general and indefinite way only, we are now able to formulate with perfect precision: No people will ever become rich except through the accomplishment of something special, through the progress which it makes in the service of the community of nations.' The double, or even treble application of what follows is not obscure: 'No commercial policy, be it ever so cunning, no natural advantages, be they ever so great, can create such sources of wealth as an energetic and pushing, a mentally fresh and educated, an economical and strictly moral people bears within itself,'-Baron von Richthofen closes the sketch of his official career, and 'A German Officer' gives us the last instalment but one of his somewhat longwinded but not uninteresting narrative.-Translations seem in favour. 'Poison,' -the slightly sensational title of a story which, however, shows no sign of sensationalism, so far as it has yet gone-is a translation from the Norwegian, the author being Alexander L. Kielland.

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DEUTSCHE RUNDSCHAU (July).-After the continuation of the running tale, 'Gift,' Professor G. Hirschfeld relates his travelling experiences during an 'Excursion into the North of Asia Minor.'-The closing chapters of 'Aus zwei annectirten Ländern'-the narrative of which we have so frequently made mention-contains an excellent and striking account of the fatal victory or victorious defeat of Langensalza.-The age of stone was followed by the age of bronze, the age of bronze was succeeded by the age of iron, and now the age of iron is about to make place to an age of steel. On the strength of this metallurgic prophecy Herr Hermann Kranichfeld contributes a technical article on the history, the manufacture, and the advantages of steel.-Madagascar supplies materials for a geographical, historical and even slightly political article, by Herr Gerhard Rohlfs, the occasion for it being, of course, the late embassy to Berlin. As interesting scraps of information we may note that in Madagascar 60,000 of the population are able to read, that there are two periodicals, Teny Soa, or Good Words, with 1200 subscribers, and The Children's Friend with a circulation of 800. The political organs are The Madagascar Times published in three languages, and La Cloche, published in French, and boasting of 70 readers.

THEOLOGISCHE STUDIEN UND KRITIKEN (Viertes Heft), 1883.-The approaching celebration, for which all Protestant Europe, ali Protestant Christendom, is preparing, of the fourth centenary of Luther's birth, is giving already to all questions bearing on the Reformation a very prominent and special interest,

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