To see them otherwise, and other men.
My Caius must be tribune!

Lic. And he is so ;
Those shouts proclaim it.
He comes! Behold! look
Why do you turn away?

Cor. I turn away

[Shouts several times, approaching nearer

[Looking off.] See, Cornelia,
how they hem him round!

To see that flush of triumph on his cheek
Which lights it up as he did feel a god;
And think how I may after see that cheek,
And think upon the flush. Licinia's well

Away; it had o'ercome her quite. Come, Marcus.

[Cornelia and Licinius retire.

Enter Caius Gracchus, Drusus, Pomponius, Titus, Marcus, and Citizens,

shouting.

Caius. No more, my friends! no more of this, I pray you!

Disperse to your several homes. Why do you give

These honours to your servant?

Tit. Suffer us

To see you to your house.

Mar. Yes, Caius, yes.

We'll hail your honour'd mother and

your wife.

Pom. Indulge the people, Gracchus.

Caius. Well, my friends,

If you will go with me-[seeing Cornelia.] My honoured mother!
Cor. May the great gods, who crown'd thee with this triumph,
Instruct thee so to use it, as to bless

Thy country! With a firm and mighty hand,

Mayst thou uphold the laws, and keep them ever

Above the proud man's violence, and within

The poor man's reach; so shall thy mother-ROM-
Acknowledge thee her son, and teach thy name
To the applauding tongues of after ages!

Who is your brother tribune?

Caius. Worthy Drusus.

Cor. [To Drusus.] My son is happy in his colleague, sir,
And, let me trust, will not dishonour him.

Dru. My honour is to second him, Cornelia.

Summon your spirits! That's my daughter! Come
Up to him now at once, and wish him joy.

Lici. [Crossing to Caius.] Caius, I give you-
Caius. My Licinia!

Lici. I give you

Caius. Come! her heart doth overtask

[She faints on his arm, and the curtain drops.

We do not know to what number of volumes Knowles's plays may extend; but they will all be welcomed by a large class of the public. Mr. Moxon who has done extraordinary things to popularize the dramatic literature of England, having on this occasion once more advanced strong claims to general gratitude.

ART. X.-The Great Civil War of Charles the First and the Parliament. By the REV. RICHARD CATTERMOLE, B.D. With fifteen highly finished Engravings, from Drawings by GEORGE CATTERMOLE, ESQ. London: Longman. 1841.

A HAPPY thought was seized by the projectors of this new Annual, and the execution is worthy of its design. It has novelty to recommend it, and both the matter and manner of the volume are of that sterling as well as attractive character which at once places it at the head of this order of publications, which eminence it is likely to maintain when the year in which it appears has passed away.

This publication has a useful and also a distinct and easily defined purpose to serve. That purpose and the manner in which it is carried into effect are thus explained by the author of the letterpress contents. He says, "In endeavouring to set before the reader History in action-in avoiding, as much as possible, all formal or dry detail, and giving prominence and amplitude to those heroic deeds, those eloquent discussions, and those noble traits of personal character which distinguish all great events and eras in the world, he has sought to avoid those extreme differences of opinion, and partisan views, that have unhappily entered so largely into most works respecting the Great Civil War of the Seventeenth Century. He cannot acknowledge indifference to any cause, which has inspired high achievements among mankind. He looks upon the great drama of human events as, in all its provinces, the work of ONE who assigns no prominent part whatever to minds undeserving of earnest regard. Great qualities still find a sanctuary in the heart, even though the ends to which they were devoted may be disapproved by the principles and the judgment; and history, in common with all true knowledge, promotes the noblest charities of

of our nature." The idea here apprehended and clearly expressed at once commands attention, and promises that in working it out by illustrations the writer will be eminently successful.

The selection of the period is particularly felicitous. Indeed it is the most picturesque as well as remarkeble and important in British, perhaps in European, history. How rife it is of characters and of events that are striking and possessed of never-dying interest! Who ever tires of reading of, or of having his imagination awakened by, the Great Rebellion? It was a period when the grandest principles were developed and taught, when the highest human attributes, physical and intellectual, were displayed; an age of gigantic men; and in whatever shape and to whatever degree it is vividly, with its actors and issues, pressed upon the contemplation and study of mankind, whether of those who lounge in a drawing-room, or who betake themselves to a sphere of less luxurious reading, the service done is neither ephemeral nor paltry, for the mind must be thereby tutored as well as informed. If the patrons of our Annual literature only look for romance and effective tales, where can they find fiction that is half so stirring as in the realities of the Great Civil War of Charles and the Parliament? If historical pencil sketches be desired, are there any subjects so imposing or arresting as in the numerous passages, personages, or actual scenes. in this unexampled drama? In following up the plan of the work by a series of historical volumes, large strides will have sometimes to be taken, before it is possible to alight upon one figure, incident, or anecdote that will match any oue of a multitude presented by the era immediately in question. Still, numerous are the points which our annals hold out for pictorial history; and should the whole of these annals be traversed, and their prominent features seized and grouped with the judgment and skill exhibited in the volume before us, we shall then have a series of tableaux that will direct the mind by the finger-posts of the past, that will embody its spirit, and that will furnish valuable indications for the future.

With regard to the execution of the volume we have to speak in very favourable terms. We could not have looked for greater success either by writer or artist; and their efforts have been most happily combined. The union is truly fraternal and congruous.

While the period of our national history selected is strikingly happy, the choice of the subjects for illustration is perhaps as good as any that could be named. And although the sympathies of penciller as well as penman are obviously in favour of the Royalist and more romantic party in the struggle, there is an evident desire to be impartial and to bestow both praise and censure, in as far as the narrative goes, with an equal hand. It is more to what is left untold than what is said that the tendencies referred to are shown.

In the styles of both there is graphic power. Their fancies have been keenly affected by the scenes of the civil strife; so that with a free, easy, and rapid vigour those of the drama selected are vividly presented. To be sure, and no doubt owing to the restraints imposed upon the engraver by the scale and the nature of the embellishments the touches for which Mr. George Cattermole's pencil is so celebrated, on account of united force and facility, are sometimes either indistinct, feeble, or tame. But the poetry of the artist is visible, were it but in the skies and the distances; while in the other accessories and tokens, such as costume and grouping, there are many proofs of a mind imbued with the genius of the period and the character of the actors, dramatically given. Take, for example, the "Raising of the Standard," where the sky's gloom and trouble significantly forebode a storm, disaster, and tragedy. Also "The Arrest of Stratford," "The Defence of Wardour Castle," "Selling Church Plunder," and "Republican Preaching," in the two last the interiors of Gothic churches, and shrines, revels, and weapons of war strangely commingling and working into pictorial effect. Then there are portraits of individuals, and sketches of particular groups on certain memorable occasions; all which however we need not more minutely characterise than by saying that some of them deserve to be called historical pictures, while others breathe the soul of genuine romance. We now take a few extracts from the letter-press.

Mr. Cattermole begins with an introduction, in which he sketches the state of affairs and the progress of events previous to the arrest and fate of Stafford, when the war in reality commenced. In this preliminary chapter we meet with notices of that prominent character and of his friend Laud, which we quote in order to show the tendencies of the author's sympathies :

"Beyond the esteem of the sovereign, to whom he was ardently attached, Wentworth-with one exception-cared little to supply the vacancies in his former friendships from the party which he had now joined. Sincere, laborious, proud, he had no sympathy with the heartlessness and indolence of the courtiers. The exception refers to Laud; whose translation to the see of London and paramount authority in the administration nearly coincided with the period of Wentworth's elevation, as both did with the fall of Buckingham. With a mind of less majestic dimensions, though more learnedly cultivated; with directness and integrity equal to Wentworth's steady and unquenchable ardour; below him in pride, as became a churchman, but as keenly capable of rigour, for conscience sake; as great in courage, as inflexible in constancy; above all, animated by like devotedness to the master whom both served 'not wisely,' but, in their view of duty, 'well;"-Laud, whatever may be thought by those who strangely discover the bond of these men's union in that most dissociative of principles, a common despotic will, was not unworthy of that intimacy with the larger-minded Wentworth which remained firm till violently and most affectingly terminated by death.

Such as they were, these eminent persons continued to be the main agents of King Charles's government in Church and State, through many difficult, and, finally, disastrous years. They did not originate all his plans, but they were ever ready, in the fearlessness of duty, to carry forward even the worst of them. If they erred in an honest view of their duty, mistook the times, wounded the immature constitution, overrated even their abilities, or indulged private passion at the cost of the public weal, they received in their persons, and will ever be paying in their fame, the penalty of those whom Providence places, as doomed yet not useless barriers to the violent current of changeful times; augmenting, while they brave, the fury of the waters, but preparing fertility for other generations by forcing them to sweep away injurious impediments, and then to waste their rage in diffusion."

Mr. Cattermole describes with remarkable spirit and clearness battle-field scenes. Take his account of the first contest of the kind-that of Edgehill:

"The shadows of night descended on the motionless hosts, where they stood, gazing on each other, as if struck with silent remorse, neither side daring to believe that they had gained the first fratricidal victory of war. Charles now commanded the Prince of Wales and the Duke of York, who had hitherto been by his side, to retire from the field; but refused to yield to the entreaties of his officers to abandon it himself. He had shown himself equal, in gallantry and firmness, to the great and unexampled circumstances in which he that day stood: he determined to risk nothing now; 'well knowing,' observes Clarendon, that as that army was raised by his person and presence only, so it could by no other means be kept together; and he thought it unprincely to forsake them who had forsaken all they had to serve him.' Doubtful of his actual position, and of what might follow, the sovereign merely dismounted from his horse, and seated himself by such a fire as could be kindled with the furze and scanty brushwood which grew on the barren heath. It was a keen autumn night; and a freezing wind sighed along the unsheltered slopes of Edge hill. Essex's camp was well furnished with provisions; but the king's troops, who had nothing to eat for many hours, were in danger of perishing with cold and hunger: for the peasantry of the surrounding country, zealously devoted to the interests of the parliament, refused to supply provisions for the 'papistical cavaliers and malignants' who fought. During the night, a report arose that the rebels had retreated; but when day appeared, they were seen standing in the same spot. Morning advanced, yet neither army moved from its position."

The fact that the victory was claimed by both parties in this first battle seemed to indicate that the struggle would be protracted, and that a vibrating fortune would for a time attend each of them. Here is another picture of the battle-field at a later period:

"As soon as the armies had quitted the ground, other parties took possession of it. The fugitive soldiers who had skulked in the neighbouring villages, returned with the rude rustics to rifle the dying and the dead.