is a great distance between them. Although Grahame, like Hume, excludes love from his theme, he does not, like him, omit to call up other strong emotions of the heart in its stead; although he looks on woman with no impassioned feeling, he does not banish her from his view entirely. We have, in the Sabbath Day, no such meetings of lovers as are, with the utmost truth of painting, described in the ballad of Logan Water. Nae mair at Logan Kirk, will he Atween the preachings, meet wi' me; Convoy me hame frae Logan Kirk. But we have," at the close of evening prayer, "the affecting spectacle of youth and loveliness consigned to the grave: Again that knell! The slow procession stops, The record of her blossoming age), appears Nor, though averse to introduce scenes of love into the day consecrated to Heaven, does Grahame appear to have wanted any thing of a lover's feeling. Take, for example, his description in the Georgics, of two lovers, on an excessively cold thirty-first of December night: To meeting lovers now no hill is steep, And when they meet, unheeded sweeps the blast ; Unfelt the snow, as erst from summer's thorn, Around them fell a shower of fading flowers, Shook by the sighing of the evening breeze. Hume is simply pleasing; Grahame is impressive, often pathetic. The one dwells on external objects alone; the other penetrates into the inmost recesses of our heart. Still, considering either of them merely as writers anxious to arrive at popularity by the shortest road, it must be acknowledged, that, on account of the peculiarly religious character of their writings, they equally mistook their way. The next point to be noticed is, the manner in which Grahame has executed the design which he had conceived, and this will be better illustrated by a few quotations taken at random, than by a thousand remarks. If the following passages are not capable of affording some of the highest pleasures in the perusal, no pomp of commentary can raise them to that distinction; if, on the other hand, they are capable of delighting without such interference, it is, after all, the undertaking of more ingenious than useful labour, to pry into the components of that enthusiasm, which by one sweep of its wing has done the business already. The dawn of the Sabbath-its difference from the dawn of every other morn-is thus strikingly introduced. How still the morning of the hallow'd day! The ploughboy's whistle, and the milkmaid's song. That yester-morn bloom'd waving in the breeze. The blackbird's note comes mellower from the dale; The voice of Psalms, the simple song of Praise. The burial of beauty has been already incidentally noticed, and the conclusion quoted; the preceding part of this episode is still more remarkable for the spirit and pathos of genuine poetry. But wood and wild, the mountain and the dale, Than does the field of graves, the land of rest :- Ah me! these youthful bearers robed in white, That ne'er besought in vain, save when she pray'd She smil❜d in death, and still her cold pale face The simile, with which these lines close, is as happily descriptive as it is original. But not to confine ourselves to "the Sabbath," let us open "the Georgics," the least happy, as the other is the most fortunate, effort of his Muse. Has the Battle of Bannockburn, the "Sabbath" of Scottish freedom, ever received a more grateful or more Scotch inspiring tribute, than in the words of Grahame? To thee, who on a lovely morn in June, On winter nights, the achievements of that day! The extracts which have been made, are sufficient to give a general idea of the character of Grahame's genius and expression. His thoughts, though seldom sublime, are never mean, and his language, though mostly simple and unaffected, is not always free from the charge of redundance. Grahame's great power is in tenderness, and his chief failing is want of energy; yet, sometimes he hits off a warmth and compression of phrase which well deserves the name of energy the most poetic. On the whole, the author of "the Sabbath" may be regarded as a poet of considerable genius, whose reputation is likely to advance with the moral improvements of mankind; and who, if he does not class among the first of the great fraternity to which he belongs, stands too preeminent to be disregarded. |