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" Thy spirit on another breaks in joy , liike the pleased sea on a white-breasted shore—" # # # # " I am alone . The past is past . I see the future stretch All dark and barren as a rainy sea . " Here are stars and sea together : — w " See yon poor star That shudders o ' er the mournful hill of pines ! 'Twould almost make you weep , it seems so sad . 'Tis like an orphan trembling with the cold . Over his mother ' s grave among the pines . Like a wild lover who has found his love Worthless and foul , our friend , the sea , lias left His paramour the shore ; naked she lies , Ugly and black and bare . Hark how he moans ! The pain is in his heart . Inconstant fool ! He will be up upon her breast to-morrow As eager as to-day . " The felicities are sand-numerous , and often Shaksperian , e . g . — " thought struck all the blood into his cheek , Like a strong buffet . " Or , when he speaks of ramblers feeling " the breezes in their lifted hair , " and " quick she turned her face—looks met like swords . " What picturesqueness in this : — " And surgy plains of wheat , and ancient woods , In the calm evenings cawed by clouds of rooks . " This is quite in Shakspeare's manner : — " My drooping sails Flap idly ' gainst the mast of my intent . I rot upon the waters when my prow Should grate the golden isles . " As also this : — " As for myself , There ' s nothing new between me and the grave , But the cold feel of death . " And this : — Now , what a sullen-blooded fool was this , At sulks with earth and Heaven ! Could he not Out-ioeep his passion like a blustering day , And be clear-skied thereafter ?" He speaks of men whose hearts " Have grown as stony as the trodden ways . " What a feeling there is in this : — " The terror-stricken rain Flings itself wildly on the window-panes , Imploring shelter from the chasing wind . Alas ! to-night in this wide waste of streets It beats on human limbs , as well as walls !" " We have quoted enough , and yet we have not quoted a third of the fine passages our pencil has marked . Having read these extracts , turn to any poet you will , and compare the texture of the composition—it is a severe test , but you will find that Alexander Smith bears it well . One word in conclusion . We are pleased to see that he is ready to correct errors when pointed out ; he will have much to correct , but the growth , of his own genius will best enlighten him if he bo watchful . In the famous love sonnet , which excited so much controversy among our correspondents , there were two epithets we condemned as belonging to the " upholstery of fancy . " See how charmingly Alexander Smith has replaced them ! Originally the line ran thus" Lust night a silken lip was pressed to mine . " Now it runs" Last night a loving lip was pressed to mine . " Again , the first version had this line —• " And golden couched on a bosom white . " Very bad ; now it reads" And softly couched upon a bosom white , Which caino and wont beneath me like- a soa !" Ah a sample of his lyric ; sensuousness we will quote this song , and thon send the reader to the volume itself : — "My heart is beating with all things that are , My blood is wild unrest ; With whut u passion punts yon eager star , Upon the water's breast ! Clasped in the air ' s soft nrniN the world doth sleep , Asleep its moving sons , its humming lands ; With what an hungry lip the wieim deep Lappcth for ever the white-breasted sands ! What love is in the moon ' s eternal eyes , ' Leaning unto the earth from out the midnight skies ! Thy large dark eyes are wide upon iny brow , Killed with as tender light As yon low moon doth fill the heavens now , Thin mellow autumn night ! On the late flowers I linger at thy feet . I tremble when L touch thy garment ' s rim , I clasp thy waist , 1 feel thy bosom's beat—O kiss me into iaintness sweet and dim ! Thou leanest to me as a swelling pouch , Full-juiced and mellow , leaneth to the taker ' ri reach .
Thy hair is loosened by that kiss you gave , It floods my shoulders o'er ; Another yet ! Oh , as a weary wave Subsides upon the shore , My hungry being with its hopes , its fears , My heart like moon-charmed waters , all unrest , Yet strong as is despair , as weak as tears , Doth faint upon thy breast ! I feel thy clasping arms , my cheek is wet With thy rich tears . One kiss ! Sweet , sweet , another yet !"
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PUBLICATIONS AND REPUBLICATIONS . A hasty glance at several volumes on our table is all that we can give . Homoeopathy , by Dr . George Wy ld , ( Simpkin and Marshall ) , is a moderate pamphlet , wherein the author , who is physician to the Hahnemann Hospital , attempts to state the question with fairness , and to analyze the relative merits of the old and new schools . We have long been advocates of the right of Homoeopathy to a fair trial and a fair hearing . It is not for laymen to pronounce ex cathedra upon such a question ; we can have no authority in the matter . At the utmost , we may be allowed to speak of a science , not of smart , —such as Medicine is . The " new school , " then , is entitled to its hearing , knowing as it does the consequences of novelty : — " Harvey , for demonstrating the circulation of the blood , became damaged , for the time , both in reputation and in purse . Next to the discoveries of Hahnemann the most important discovery ever made in medicine was that of vaccination , by Jenner ; who , in consequence , was lampooned and vilified by the pulpit , the professional chair , and the public- press . Bark was introduced into notice by the Jesuits , and being well persuaded that from them could come no good thing , the College of Physicians , in the days of the Commonwealth , fulminated anathemas against the use of bark : but Cromwell died from an ague which bark might have cured , and so , af ter a time , bark was established as beyond all doubt the very
greatest individual addition ever made to the Materia Medica . Moved by the College of Physicians , the government , some two hundred years ago , declared it manslaughter to administer cantharides internally ; but this drug , internally administered , is now , in the hands of the homoeopatllists , found to be an almost infallible specific in spasmodic stricture of the urethra . What can be more innocent than a well-boiled meally potatoe ? yet even this poor potatoe was at one time not permitted to be eaten , except under the strongest protests from the greatest physicians of the day ! But , as Dr . Gall snys , ' Opinions , which are to-day persecuted because they are neit ; shall one day bo worshipped because they arc old . ' "
The great point at which ridicule will aim its shafts , i 3 the " infinitesimal doses ; " yet every scientific reader can multiply the marvels of infinitesimal division . One passage from Dr . Wyld is interesting enough to demand extract : — " I have heard Dr . A . T . Thompson , late professor of Materia Medica in University College , state , that half a grain of capsicum , if volatilized in a room by a burning heat , would set every one present sneezing . Now , if we suppose the room to have been twenty-two feet by eighteen , and sixteen in height , then we have 6 , 336 cubic feet , or 10 , 948 , 608 cubic inches ; and this multiplied by two gives us the 21 , 897 , 216 th part of a grain of capsicum existing in each cubic inch , viz ., a quantity sufficient , on coming in contact with t he schneiderian membranes of those present , to cause sneezinsr .
" In reply to the objection that it is impossible that an infinitesimal dose can act , it has been asked , ' Can you tell me the amount of vaccine matter in a man which protects him for thirty years from smallpox ? ' The question has , I say , been often asked , but never , so far as I know , either answered or calculated , and therefore let us just see how much the vaccine amounts to . " The y o < y ° ^ n 6 rani ° t" vaccine is sufficient to efleet a good inoculation ; and a man baa about thirty pounds of blood in him , or 172 , 800 grains X 300 = 17 , 280 , 000 ; that is , the entire blood of u man is so altered by , ^ of a grain of vaccine . But if the entire blood be altered , so must each particle of blood ; and this calculation shows that each grain of the blood is so altered by the , v v ^ f / oYooi ) ° * ' grtiin of vaccine . And this alteration , be it observed , is not only for a day , but for , say thirty years ; imd as the blood is being incessantly renewed , what mi infinitely small amount of vaccine must be a suflicient protection at the end of thirty years !
"Again , it is known that a grain of musk will scent a wardrobe for ten years , and yet be itself not diminished in size . Let us then again calculate Hie si / . e of the particle * of musk which are so invisible and yet so palpable . No loss of weight is found in the grain" of nmsk . But suppose , for argument ' s sake , that it has lost , of a grain in weight ; then the calculation is , if the wardrobe be , say twelve feet broad , by eight high and two deep = V . ) $ cubic feet , or = 330 , 77 ( 5 cubic inches . Suppose this space of air entirely changed by ventilation ( 'very day for ten years , then we have 330 , 77 ( 5 X by 3 , 650 days — l , 107 ,: ' .: ^ , l ()() cubic inches of air affected by the V J O - of a grain of musk' —viz ., in each cubit : inch of air there is flie 1 , 107 , 332 , 400 X 10 O = ' -, \ ¦ „ , , , . U . ooo <) f : i tf 1 " " " <) f luIlslc ' wlli ( l 1 ! '"' P ' ^'"^ on the olfactory nerves of an individual , would cause ; an exclamation of Oil , what a smell of musk ! ' while , if the individual wen ? of a peculiar idiosyncrasy , it iiii' ; lit even cause vomiting . " Mr . Grindon ' n Sexuality of Nature ( Frederick Pitman ) is an JiiniiBingly ingcniouB easily , wherein the presence of sex in traced everywhere , from the flower to the metaphor , it contains aiuch curious illustration and citation , but ban no pretensions to philosophic HeriousneH . s . Something moro rigorously philosophical is the translation oU ) rsearles ' Meditations ( Simpkin , Marshall and Co . ) , will , tho first purl , of his YW eiples of Philosophy , and selections from tho h . to . i . I , tli . nl , and fourth parts It in a publication enriched by . some admirable and erudite notes , and ho arranged m to facilitate the . study of Dem-artes by younger pupil * . It needa no commendation from us : cheap , clear , and compemhouH , it is a book for which tho student will bo grateful . Younger ntudents and general readers will also be grateful to the llov . . T . G . Wood for his excellent volume of Illustrated Natural History ( George Jloutledgo and Co . ) In small compass , it forms u good intro-
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March 26 , 1853 . ] THE LEADER . 307
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Leader (1850-1860), March 26, 1853, page 307, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1979/page/19/
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