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FOUND IN THE TRAVELLER'S BOOK AT CHAMOUNI.

llow many number'd are, how few agreed,
In age, or clime, or character, or creed!
Here wandering genius leaves a deathless name,
And Folly writes-for others do the same.
Italian treachery, and English pride,

Dutch craft, and German dulness, side by side!
The hardy Russian hails congenial snow;
The Spaniard shivers as these breezes blow.
Knew men the objects of this varied crew,
To stare how many, and to feel how few!
Here Nature's child, ecstatic from her school;
And travelling problems, that admire by rule.
The timorous poet woos his modest muse,
And thanks his stars he 's safe from all reviews.
The pedant drags from out his motley store
A line some hundred hills have heard before.
Here critics too (for where 's the happy spot
So blest by nature as to have them not?)
Spit their vile slander o'er some simple phrase
Of foolish wonder or of honest praise;
Some pompous hint, some comment on mine host,
Some direful failure, or some empty boast.
Not blacker spleen could fill these furious men,
If Jeffrey's soul had perch'd on Gifford's pen.
llere envy, hatred, and the fool of fame,
Join'd in one act of wonder when they came :
Here beauty's worshipper in flesh or rock,
The incarnate fancy, or the breathing block,
Sees the white giant in his robe of light,
Stretch his huge form to look o'er Jura's height;
And stops, while hastening to the blest remains
And calmer beauties of the classic plains.

And here, whom hope beguiling bids to seek
Ease for his breast, and colour for his cheek,
Still steals a moment from Ausonia's sky,
And views and wonders on his way to die.

But he, the author of these idle lines, What passion leads him, and what tie confines? For him what friend is true, what mistress blooms, What joy elates him, and what grief consumes?

A DRINKING SONG.

FILL the goblet again, for I never before

Felt the glow that now gladdens my heart to its core! Let us drink!-Who would not?-Since through life's varied round

In the goblet alone no deception is found.

I have tried in its turn all that life can supply;

I have basked in the beam of a dark rolling eye;

I have loved!-Who has not?-But what tongue will declare,

That pleasure existed whilst passion was there!

In the bright days of youth-when the heart's in its spring,

And dreams that affection can never take wing,-
I had friends?-Who has not ?-But what tongue will

avow

That friends, rosy wine, are so faithful as thou!

The breast of a mistress some boy may estrange; Friendship shifts with the sun-beam; - thou never can'st change!

Thou grow'st old!-Who does not?-But on earth what

appears,

Whose virtues like thine but increase with their years?

Yet if blest to the utmost that love can bestow,
Should a rival bow down to our idol below;
We are jealous?-Who 's not ?-Thou hast no such
alloy,

For the more that enjoy thee, the more they enjoy.

Then the season of youth and its jollities past,
For refuge we fly to the goblet at last;
There we find-Do we not ?-In the flow of the soul,
That truth, as of yore, is confined to the bowl.

When the Box of Pandora was opened on earth,
And Misery's triumph commenced over Mirth,
Hope was left!-Was she not ?-But the goblet we kiss,
And care not for hope who are certain of bliss!

Long life to the grape! and when summer is flown,
The age of our nectar shall gladden our own;
We must die!-Who shall not?-May our sins be for-

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A CURIOUS STORY OF THE PORTSMOUTH
FAMILY.

A curious story attaches to a quantity of silver-plate
which was disposed of last week at Christie's. The
plate in question is described in the catalogue issued by
the auctioneers as "formerly the property of the Right
Hon. Mary Anne, formerly Countess of Portsmouth,"
and, in fact, the bulk of it is impressed with the Ports-
mouth Arms. This Countess of Portsmouth, whose maiden
name was Miss Hanson, was one of the Court beauties
in the reign of George III. during the Regency. On her
marriage to the third Earl of Portsmouth, the Prince
Regent presented her with several silver dinner plates,
bearing the Royal Arms, which are included in the sale.
At the wedding in 1814, Mr. Alder, of Horn cliff
Northumberland-the estate now belonging to Mr.
Hubert E. H. Jerningham, M.P.-was groomsman, and
Lord Byron, who also presented others of the articles
comprised in the catalogue, gave the bride away. Ten
years after the marriage the Countess was divorced, and
subsequently became the wife of Mr. Alder, who, be-
coming embarrassed in his affairs, was obliged to make
an assignment for the benefit of his creditors. This
assignment embraced the plate referred to; but, accord-
ing to the terms of the deed, it was not to be realised
unless the remainder of the property assigned was in-
sufficient to pay the creditors. The plate not being re-
quired for the purposes of the trust, the trustees under the
assignment deposited it in a Bank in Berwick, where it
has lain for the last fifty years; but recently proceedings
were instituted on behalf of the only son of Mr. and Mrs.
Aider, now a farmer in the State of Michigan, with the
result that the plate was ordered to be given up by the
bankers in whose custody it had remained so long. The
quondam Countess and her second husband, after the
downfall of the latter, fell very low in the social scale;
so reduced, indeed, did they become, that a single room
in the fishing village of Spittal had to suffice for their
habitation. Lord Byron, in a letter contained in the
correspondence published with Moore's "Life," and
addressed from "Genoa, March 28th, 1823," refers to the
divorce proceedings in the following terms:-" My name,
I see in the papers, has been dragged into the unhappy
Portsmouth business, of which all that I know is very
succinct. Mr. H. [Hanson] is my solicitor. I found
him so when I was ten years old-at my uncle's death-
and he was continued in the management of my legal
business. He asked me by a civil epistle, as an old ac-
quaintance of his family, to be present at the marriage of
Miss H- ---
-. I went very reluctantly one misty morning
(for I had been up at two balls all night) to witness the
ceremony, which I could not very well refuse without
affronting a man who had never offended me. I saw
nothing particular in the marriage. Of course, I could
not know the preliminaries, except from what he said.
not having been present at the wooing, nor after it; for I
walked home, and they went into the country as soon as
they had promised and vowed. Out of this single fact
I hear the Debats de Paris has quoted Miss Has
'autrefois trés liée avec cèlébre,' &c. I am much
obliged to him for the celebrity, but beg leave to decline
the liaison, which is quite untrue; my liaison was with
the father in the unsentimental shape of long lawyer's
bills, through the medium of which I have had to pay him
ten or twelve-thousand pounds within these few years."
On the death of Mr. Alder thirty years ago, the Contess,
with her son, the only issue of the second marriage, left
this country for Canada, and ultimately settled in the
town of Chatham in that colony, where she lived in ob-
scurity until the time of her death, in May, 1870.-Court
Journal.

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