keep saying that the Duke d'Aumale, with not sit down under defeat. Another is his Algerian experience- which we all that France, as the events of the last three forget too much—is the man to revindi- months have shown, is not exhausted at cate France; the Bonapartists, with or all. A third is that each party tries, without suggestion from their head, have whenever it is safe, to make revindication capped that offer by a pamphlet demand- its cry. A fourth is that Frenchmen are ing the Rhine, and M. Thiers has publicly satisfied as we think with some reason, and cordially thanked M. Dumas the but as most Englishmen think in the teeth Younger for saying in his recent vitriolic of reason that they are not so inferior letter that if Frenchmen will but be to Germans in the field as Berliners bemoral and accept M. Thiers they will lieve, that even their new levies won some within ten years recover Alsace and Lor- victories Chanzy in his speech of Monraine. Of course, the people may be op- day counted up twenty- and that with posed to these dreams; but if they are, a wiser administration the result of the if they like sitting down under defeat, sub- campaign might have been at least a drawn mitting to foreign rule over a third of battle. And the fifth is that we cannot their people, paying a vast tribute to believe even as a theory in M. Thiers havstrangers, and seeing foreign Generals ing resolved that the ways of peace are masters within five miles of Paris, they ways of pleasantnesss, having struck the have undergone a very rapid and sudden word "glory" out of the French vocabutransformation of character, a transforma-lary, or having the smallest scruple in dotion all the more singular, because on ing anything whatsoever that he thinks certain points, and notably on foreign for the grandeur of France. "I am an old policy, the French are the Chinese of man," he said on Wednesday, " and I do Europe. They despise the barbarian, not change." He may, of course, have qua barbarian, as well as dislike his interference. War of all occurrences tends most to smooth their domestic quarrels in France, and even when the Terror was at its height, the Septembriseurs, though they sent unsuccessful Generals to the guillotine, shrank from the risk of a quarrel with the Army. Only Dumouriez dared insult Marat. Do we, then, think that M. Thiers is preparing to renew the war? We do not pretend to know anything whatever about a secret which, if it exists, is certain to be most jealously guarded; but we cannot be blind to a few broad facts which Englishmen seem inclined altogether to ignore. One is that France, until exhausted, does very different ideas in his head, may he contemplating a long period of preparation, though he is seventy-three, or may be preparing to recoup France by an invasion of Italy, although the Italian rulers, who are keen politicians, do not appear alarmed, although an Italian victory would not soothe French pride, and although the cause of the Pope is just the pretext under which it might be possible to get strong armies together. But unless France is exhausted, and M. Thiers a changed man, and the history of ages uninstructive, they are dreaming there at Versailles of one more effort to modify the apparent decision of the sword. THE Revue des deux Mondes, instead of the usual "Bulletin bibliographique," inquires"Est il besoin de dire que rien n'a paru pendant cet effroyable ouragan qui a bouleversé Paris, incendié le palais de Philibert Delorme et détruit même de fond en comble l'Hôtel de Ville, le palais du peuple?" Accordingly, like most of the recent numbers, that for June 1 is principally political. M. Caro reminds his readers that Republic means "la chose publique," and George Sand concludes a novelette -as melancholy a production as ever signalized the decadence of a nation or a writer. Academy. THE late Mr. George Ticknor's bequest of Spanish works to the Boston Library is said only to be exceeded in value by the Spanish library of the British Museum and the private library of Lord Holland. It consists of 3,760 volumes, 598 pamphlets, and a number of manuscripts. Athenæum, M. MICHELET is ill at Florence with congestion of the brain, and his recovery is doubtful; it is said that he was overwhelmed by the recent events in France. Academy. For on that one, that well-spent morn, To wash in the baptismal stream; Before the peril that might come Their blessings on thee they might pour, And Christ reserve thee in His bosom-peace POETRY OF THE CLOUDS.-The following passages from "Antony and Cleopatra," if known to De Quincey, might have caused him materially to modify the extravagant notion of Wordsworth's poetry. Shakspeare seems to have exhausted the subject in a single passage, and one can hardly imagine how this passage, so much to the point, could escape the recollection of De Quincey: "Sometime we see a cloud that's dragonish; A vapor sometime like a bear or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air; thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants." "That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rock dislimns." But other poets have not been unobservant of cloud scenery, and I have no doubt the following extracts can be largely added to. Milton, in "Paradise Lost," has the following: "Bright Titan's hair; Beattie, in the " Minstrel” (Book i.) has the following passage: "Oft when the winter storm had ceased to rave, Young, in his "Night Thoughts 554-7) has as follows: (ix. 1 "Clouds in heav'n's loom Wrought through varieties of shape and shade, In ample folds of drapery divine, Thy flowing mantle form." But it is to Shelly, with his exquisite fancy and felicity of descriptiou, we must award the palm as the poet of the clouds. A cluster of delightful passages are found in the opening lines of his "Queen Mab," (Book ii.) from which I may select the following; "The billowy clouds Edged with intolerable radiancy, Towering like rocks of jet, Crowned with a diamond wreath." "Far-clouds of feathery gold, Shaded with deepest purple, gleam Like islands on a dark blue sea." 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