Laws, and Religion, are also touched upon. The distinguished men who have lived in London during the many centuries of its existence pass before the reader's eye, and pleasant stories are related of some of them; still, the work is not so interesting or so valuable as one might reasonably expect from the subject or the author. He seems to have been resolved to make a book, and has done so. Mr. Macaulay's account of London, though brief, is far more satisfactory.

6. A Dictionary of the German and English Languages. Indicating the accentuation of every German word; containing several hundred German synonyms, &c., &c. Compiled from the works of Hilpert, Flügel, Grieb, Heyse, and others. In two parts: Part I. German and English; Part II. English and German. By J. G. ADLER, &c., &c. New York. 1849. 2 vols. in one. 8vo. pp. XVI., 850, and 522.

THE German-English portion of this work is more valuable than any that we have before seen. The English-German part is taken from the London edition of Dr. Flügel, without alteration. We only wish it had been from the last edition of Dr. Flügel. This Dictionary of Mr. Adler affords all that an American or English scholar will ordinarily want for reading the German classics, and appears to be as complete a manual as Leverett's Lexicon is for the Latin, or Mr. Pickering's for the Greek language.

7.- Deutsches Märchenbuch.

Edited by LUDWIG BECHSTEIN. Leipsic. 1847. 1 Vol. 12mo. pp. VIII. and 301.

THIS is a pleasant collection of popular stories, legends, and the like. Some of them have been taken from the mouths of the people, and never before printed. Others are tolerably well known.

We give a translation of the first in the book, which is by the Editor himself.

Once there was a time when there were no little stories (Märchen), and it was a sad time for the children, for the fairest of

butterflies was wanting in their Youth's-Paradise. And there were two children of a king, who were playing together in their father's stately garden. The garden was full of majestic flowers; its walks were strown with various colored stones and golden sand, and glittered in rivalry with the sparkling dew on the flower-beds. In the garden there were cool grottos with plashing waters, fountains rushing high up towards fair marble statues, and lovely banks to lie on and go to sleep. Gold and silver fish swam in the basins; the most beautiful birds fluttered about in great gilt birdhouses, and other birds hopped and flew about in the open air, singing their songs with clear, sweet voices. But the two children had all this and saw it every day, and so they were tired of the glitter of the stones, of the sweet smell of the flowers, of the leaping waters, of the fish that were so dumb, and of the birds whose songs they could not understand.

The children sat down silent together and were sad. They had all that a child could wish costly playthings, handsome clothes, pleasant food and drinks, and every day they could play in the beautiful garden. They were sad - they knew not why, nor what was wanting.

One day the queen, their mother, came to them, —a tall, handsome woman, with mild and agreeable features, - and she took it to heart because her children were so sober and only smiled upon her in a melancholy way, instead of running to meet her with a shout. She was disturbed because her children were not happy as children should be and can, for they know no cares, and the heaven of childhood is, for the most part, without clouds. The queen seated herself beside her children, the one a boy, and the other a girl, — and putting one of her round white arms about each of them, said in a motherly tone, "What do you want, my dear children?"

"We

"Dear mother," said the boy, "we don't know what." are so sad," said the girl. "It is so beautiful here in the garden, and you have all that heart could wish. Why are you not happy?" said the queen, and a tear came into her eye, out of which a kindly soul was wont to laugh.

"What we have does not give us joy enough," said the girl; and the boy added, "We want something and know not what."

The mother was troubled and silent, and thought, What can the children wish for, to make them happy, besides the fine garden, these handsome clothes, abundance of playthings, and agreeable food and drink. But she could not find out what it was they thought of.

"Oh that I were myself again a child," said she to herself, with a gentle sigh. "Then I could soon know what would make my children happy. But I have roamed too far from the land of my youth, where the gold birds fly through the trees of Paradise

those birds that have no feet because they are never weary and need no earthly rest. Oh that such a bird would come and bring my darlings what will make them happy."

And lo, as the queen was wishing for it, suddenly there hovered over her, in the blue sky, a wonderful bird; a splendor shot out from it like the flame of gold and the glitter of precious stones. It came nearer and nearer; the queen saw it and the children, who cried, "Ah, ah!" and for very astonishment could find no other words.

The bird was very lovely to look upon, as, flying lower and lower, it sank down, so shimmering and shining with a rainbowglitter, almost dazzling the eyes, and yet attracting them. It was so beautiful that the queen and the children shuddered with joy as they felt the waving of its wings. But before they anticipated it, the wonderful bird had alighted in the lap of the queen-mother, and looked at the children with eyes like the gentle eyes of a child, and yet there was something in its eyes which the children did not understand something strange that made you shudder. So they did not venture to touch the bird, but they saw that this strange and beautiful unearthly creature, under its variegated and glittering feathers, had some of a deep black, which could not be seen at a distance. But the children had barely so much time to look at this fair and wonderful bird as it has taken to tell of it, before this bird of Paradise without feet rose and shimmered, often higher and higher, till it seemed only a colored feather floating in the sky, then only a streak of gold, and then it disappeared, but until then they all looked at it with amazement.

But oh, wonderful, when they looked down again how were they astonished anew. In the mother's lap lay a golden egg, which the bird had left there. Oh, how it glittered, so green-gold and golden-blue, like the most precious Labrador stones and Mother of Pearl. The children both exclaimed with one mouth," Ah, the beautiful Egg!" But the mother smiled delightedly, gratefully surmising that this must be the precious thing yet lacking for her children's happiness; the egg in its shell, glittering with magic colors, must contain the talisman which would assure the children of that contentment which is denied to the old, and would quiet their anxiety and childish trouble.

But the children could not be weary with looking at the beautiful egg, and in that forget the bird who brought it. At first they did not venture to touch it; but at length the girl laid one of the tips of her rosy little fingers upon it, and suddenly called out — while her innocent face flushed with purple-"The egg is warm!" Then the boy also carefully tapped it with his finger, to see if she had spoken the truth. At last, the mother laid her delicate hand on the precious egg, and what followed? The shell broke in two, and a creature came forth wonderful to behold. It had

wings, but was not a bird, nor a butterfly, nor a bee, nor a dragonfly, and yet it was something-only not to be described. It was the CHILD'S DELIGHT with vari-colored wings, glittering with many hues — itself a child, the child of that marvellous Phantasy- the STORY (Märchen).

These children of a king are mankind in their Paradise of Youth, and Nature was the beautiful tender mother. By her wish she had brought down for them that wonderful bird, Phantasy which has such elegant gold feathers, and also some that are very dark, and in her lap it laid the golden Egg of Story.

LIST OF NEW PUBLICATIONS RECEIVED.

University Sermons. Sermons delivered in the Chapel of Brown University, by Francis Wayland, President of the University. Boston. 1849. 12mo. pp. VIII. and 328.

The Artist's Married Life, being that of Albert Dürer. Translated from the German of Leopold Schefer, by Mrs. J. K. Stoddart, reprinted from the London edition. Boston and Cambridge. 1849. 12mo. pp. XXIV. and 258. Essays and Sketches, by Caroline W. Healy Dall.

"I have besought the stars with tears, to send
A power unto me."

Boston. 1849. 16mo. pp. VIII. and 116.

FESTUS.

Pompeii and Other Poems, by William Gates Dix. Boston. 1848. 12mo. pp. VIII. and 160.

The Woodman and Other Poems, by William Ellery Channing. Boston. 1849. 12mo. pp. IV. and 92.

The Oriental Bath, a Poem, with a brief outline of the more important parts of Hygiene, and Instructions in the Use of the Bath, with additional Remarks of Combe, Andria, Bell, Slade, Urquhart, Savory, and Willis, by C. B. Peckham, Proprietor of the Oriental Baths, Pelham Street, Newport, R. I. Salutem felicitatemque promovero frustraque non vixero. Providence. 1847. 12mo. PP. 48.

The Vision of Sir Launfal, by James Russell Lowell. Cambridge. 1848. 12mo. pp. 28.

Rational Psychology, or the Subjective Idea and the Objective Law of all Intelligence, by Laurens P. Hickok, D. D., Professor of Christian Theology in the Theological Seminary of Auburn. Auburn. 1849. 8vo. pp. 718.

Important Doctrines of the True Christian Religion explained, demonstrated, and vindicated from Vulgar Errors, &c., &c., being a Series of Lectures delivered at the New Jerusalem Church in Cross Street, Hatton Garden, London, by the Rev. S. Noble, &c., &c., with an Introduction by George Bush, New York. 1848. 8vo. pp. xvI. and 486.

Golden Gems for the Christian, selected from the Writings of Rev. John Flavel, with a Memoir of the Author, by Rev. Joseph Banvard. Boston. 24mo. pp. 128.

Man shall not Live by Bread alone. A Thanksgiving Sermon preached in Newburyport, Nov. 30th, 1848, by T. W. Higginson, Minister of the First Religious Society. 2nd Edition. Newburyport. 1848. 12mo. pp. 12.

Leaves from Margaret Smith's Journal in the Province of Massachusetts Bay, 1678-9. Boston. 1849. 12mo. pp. 224.

A Letter to the President of Harvard College, by a Member of the Corporation. Boston. 1849. 8vo. pp. 54.

Remarks on the Science of History, followed by an à priori Autobiography. Boston. 1849. 12mo. pp. XII. and 164.

Proverbs for the People, or Illustrations of Practical Godliness drawn from the Book of Wisdom, by E. L. Magoon, author of "the Orators of the American Revolution." Boston. 1849. 12mo. pp. XII. and 272.

Selections from the writings of James Kennard, Jr., with a Sketch of his Life and Character. Printed for private circulation. Boston. 1849. 12mo. pp. XL. and 308.

Poems, by William Thompson Bacon. Cambridge. 1848. 12mo. pp. v.

and 276.

Requisites to our Country's Glory. A Discourse before His Excellency George N. Briggs, &c., &c., by John Pierce, D. D., &c., &c. Boston. 8vo. pp. 62.

Merry Mount, a Romance of the Massachusetts Colony. Boston and Cambridge: James Munroe & Co. 2 vols. 12mo. pp. 222, and 252.

Sechs Theologisch-politische Volksreden von David Friedrich Strauss. 8vo. pp. 54.

Der politische und der theologische Liberalismus, von D. F. Strauss. 8vo. pp. 16. Der Romantiker auf dem Throne der Caesaren, oder Julian der Abtrünige, ein Vortrag von David Friedrich Strauss. 8vo. pp. 80.

Heinrich Ewald, Geschichte des Volks Israels. Band III., Hälfte I., pp. 484, und Anhang Zu B. II., pp. 392.

Viehoff, Goethe's Leben. Theil II. pp. 556.