which was so easy a home-costume, has colour of the ground tourterelle, with very been transferred to the out-door envelope, || dark satin stripes of shaded blue. A faand is retained as the most appropriate vourite home-dress is of pink lawn, borderdress for the morning walk, especially ined with four or five very broad bias folds : the country; and who could remain in it is made high, en gerbe, with a Paladin Paris at such a season? To these muslin collar-cape; but, as the dress fastens bepelisses have succeeded some very elegant hind, this collar is pointed in front, and is ones of organdy, a little smarter in their not cleft as these collars are in general: it make; they are trimmed with very broad is trimmed round with a very full chevauxlace, set on full, in deep scallops. The de-frieze, of the same material as the dress, corsage is made to fit the waist exactly, and and is surmounted by a double collar of the sleeves are ornamented in a very ele- fine muslin, edged with lace, and fastening gant manner with rûches and bows of in front with a bow of pink satin ribbon. organdy: two rows of the same rûches A favourite evening dress is of vine-leaf terminate the border of the pelisse next the green gauze and gold lama; two broad feet. Muslin canezous, over either white or flounces of tulle, embroidered with gold, coloured dresses, are in universal favour; and each headed by a rouleau of green these are of fine India muslin, richly em- satin, ornament the border; the corsage is broidered up the sleeves, en chevrons. quite plain, fitting tight to the shape, and White hats are generally ornamented the sleeves of the same material puffed out, with jessamine or tube-roses; crape hats but quite unornamented, except a quilling are bound with satin in bias, and when the of blond next the arm; and a very superb hat is white, this binding is of dark green, blond tucker, plaited in the middle, encirshaded; in front is placed a branch of a cles the bust. I have seen a splendid ballrose-tree with the leaves the colour of dress finished for a lady belonging to the jocko (that is to say a red-looking brown) || court: it is of tulle, beautifully figured, and and the roses in bud, but very large. Some ornamented with white satin foliage; each crape hats have the crowns notched in leaf jagged, and at the base of each leaf is front; the two portions that are hollowed a rosette of white satin, with a large pearl out are filled up with embroidered tulle: in the centre. Of these elegant foliage white feathers encircle the crown, and ornaments there are three rows; and next under the brim two cockades of satin rib- the shoe is a full rouleau of gauze, entwined bon, cut in notches, serve to fasten the with white satin: the corsage is made à la strings. The round hats have two bows Sevigné; and the bouffont ornament across under the brim. Sparterie hats are still the bust is confined by two strings of worn, but they seem on the decline; a pearls down the centre: the short sleeves large bow of sparterie is placed in front; full and unornamented. The hair of the the strings are of straw-coloured ribbon. || lady who wore this dress is remarkably Veils are very general. The flowers that fine; and it was arranged in the most beare placed on hats are remarkably small, coming and ingenious manner, in light but there is a vast quantity of them: they bows and curls, among which were eleconsist of sweet peas, palm-blossoms, and gantly wreathed corn-poppies and ears of the laurel-rose. Chip hats are generally corn; the latter were all of fine pearls. ornamented with honeysuckles, roses of Toques of gold gauze are much worn by Paradise, pinks, and mignonnette: but let married ladies in full dress, with a full the flowers be what they will, if they are plumage of white feathers. Bolivar hats only placed with grace, fashion is satisfied. of white watered gros de Naples are in Nothing, however, is reckoned more gen-great favour at balls in the country; they teel for walking than a large Leghorn hat, very simply ornamented with two bows of white satin ribbon. A new material for summer dresses, charmingly calculated for the warm season, has just made its appearance: it is a new tissue, formed from the bark of a tree, the are ornamented with bows of white satin ribbon and ears of corn: these hats are larger in the brim, in front, than they are at the sides. The colours most in favour are tourterelle, blue of every tint, pink, and vineleaf-green. Ꭲ ? Monthly View OF NEW PUBLICATIONS, MUSIC, THE ENGLISH AND FOREIGN DRAMA, THE FINE ARTS, LITERARY AND SCIENTIFIC INTELLIGENCE, &c. THE dearth of poetry which has some time prevailed, begins to abate. This month we have two or three publications to notice, which, if not of first-rate excellence, possess sufficient merit to entitle them to very respectful consideration. Much as we admire the effusions of many of our younger aspirants for fame, our predilection is yet strong for those of longer standing. It is therefore with no slight degree of pleasure that we hail the appearance of another, long-looked-for, lay of the Laureat. "A Tale of Paraguay," from the pen of Southey, will not be received unhonoured by the genuine lovers of the muse. It is affectionately inscribed to his daughter, in lines tender, touching, and almost mournful; lines alike honourable to the writer's head and heart. We are sure, that our fair friends will be pleased with the subjoined excerpt : How have I doted on thine infant smiles At morning, when thine eyes unclosed on mine; How, as the months in swift succession rolled, seen Thy sisters in their turn such fondness prove, And felt how childhood in its winning years The attempered soul to tenderness can move. This thou can'st tell; but not the hopes and fears With which a parent's heart doth overflowThe thoughts and cares inwoven with that love Its nature and its depth thou dost not, can'st not know. The years which since thy birth have passed away May well to thy young retrospect appear With sense of time and change; and something, too, Of this precarious state of things have taught, That even the longest day of life is brief, Thy happy nature from the painful thought With instinct turns, and scarcely canst thou bear To hear me name the grave; thou knowest not Often in thought with those whom still I love so well. Thus wilt thou feel in thy maturer mind; This tale, in three cantos, is founded upon and taken, closely, with respect to its leading incidents, from a simple relation, in the Latin, of Dobrizhoffer, the Jesuit, which Southey accidentally discovered in And whence the living spirit came, and where It past, when parted from this mortal mould; Of such mysterious themes with willing ear They heard, devoutly listening while she told Strangely disfigured truths, and fables feign'd of old. By the Great Spirit man was made, she said ; Alone and inaccessible on high the course of his multifarious reading and research for his history of Brazil. Monnema had fled with her husband from one of the Indian settlements where the smallpox was committing the most dreadful ravages. In her solitary retreat, amongst the marshes and forests beyond the Mondai river, where she had given birth to two children, a son and a daughter, she is found by Dobrizhoffer, who prevails upon her-her husband, previously to the birth of her second child, having been devoured in the forest by a wild beast-to accompany him to the Jesuit town of St. Joachim, in Paraguay. There, pining for the enjoyments of "sweet home," dear to the Indian as to the Swiss, the mother and her daughter successively expire. The surviving son, agonized by his loss, is rapidly sinking into the grave. Imagination brings to his nightly couch the spirits of the dear departed, who implore him to follow the example of his mother and sister, to enter the communion of the new faith, and thus to be for ever united with them in the Christian's world of happiness. He prevails upon the Jesuit to baptize him, as he had before baptized his beloved relatives; and he dies almost immediately after the performance of the sacred rite.-This is The natural foes of men, whom we pursue and only an imperfect sketch of a simple story, thrown by Dr. Southey into very graceful verse, We shall not enter upon the invidious task of pointing out the defects of this poem, which are perhaps more numerous than might have been expected from a veteran writer-of enumerating and chuckling over its puerilities-or of expatiating on its general want of vigour; but, on the contrary, we shall select one or two passages, creditable to the talents and feelings | of the author, and grateful to the taste of the reader. Monnema relates to her children, Yeruti and Mooma, the traditionary belief of the Indians respecting a future state. We have not room for the whole of the passage, but what follows is very beautiful: On tales of blood they could not bear to dwell, From such their hearts abhorrent shrunk in fear. Better they liked that Monnema should tell Of things unseen; what power had placed them here, But none had seen his face; and if his eye Or if he cared for man, she knew not:-who But this, she said, was sure, that after death And that the evil-doers, when the breath kill. Of better spirits, some there were who said Lightly they laid the earth upon the dead, had he Wherein his soul might dwell. This therefore could not be. Likelier they taught who said that to the Of Souls the happy spirit took its flight, human frame, same. Grieve, nor thirst parch and hunger pine; from the Italian of Ludovico Ariosto, work is o'er, with notes by William Stewart Rose, Esq., now before the public, amply sustains the credit acquired by the translator in the previous volumes. The spirit of the delightful and richly-varied original is very happily preserved; and thus Ariosto, the most attractive of all the Italian poets, is placed within the reach of the English reader. Mrs. Henry Rolls, "authoress," as the title-page absurdly expresses it, of" Sacred Sketches," "Moscow," "The Home of Love," and other poems, has produced a light and graceful volume under the title of "Legends of the North; or, the Feudal Christmas, a Poem." "The scene of this poem "-it ought rather to be termed a series of consecutive poems-" is Nappa Hall, situated in the beautiful and romantic vale of Wensley, in the North Riding of Yorkshire." The supposed date "is in received some degree of polish, and many the reign of Edward IV., when society had traces of chivalry and the feudal system still remained. The time occupied is from Christmas Eve to Twelfth Night." Late seated round the splendid board On the white bones the mouldering roof Displays the simply braided hair ; will fall. Seeds will take root, and spring in sun and shower; And mother Earth ere long with her green pall, Returning to herself the wreck, will cover all. Oh! better thus with earth to have their part, Than in Egyptian catacombs to lie, And strange delusion, that would thus maintain The fleshly form, till cycles shall pass by, And in the series of the eternal chain, The spirit come to seek its old abode again. Or the pure pearl's mild soften'd glow, Thus situated, the happy guests, lords and ladies, knights and minstrels, pass a merry Christmas and a happy New Year, amidst dance and song and all the festive sports of the season. Not one of the " is sufficiently short respective " Legends to allow its transfer to the pages of La BELLE ASSEMBLEE; and, to quote a mutilated portion, would be at once unjust to the writer and unsatisfactory to the reader : |