DOI issue:
March 13, 1875
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16940#0124
116 PUNCH, OB, THE LONDON CHABIVABI. [March is, 1875.
HOW OUR CITY-SWELLS COMBINE BUSINESS AND PLEASURE.
(A Covert-Side Study.)
IN MEMORIAM.
jitmtkk §cmtcfl. Cljarlcs fiiell.
(DIED FEB. 1, 1875, AGED 59.) (DIED FEB. 22, 1875, AGED 77.)
Buried in Westminster Abbey, Saturday, Feb. 6, and
Saturday, Feb. 27.
Two sisters strew with flowers two neighbouring graves,
And each between those graves her blossoms shares :
Art from her Bennett’s wreaths for Lyell saves,
Science from Lyexl’s crowns for Bennett spares.
Art that serves Beauty, Science that serves truth,
Are kindred maids of mistresses akin.
This frail musician, whose creative youth
Pointed to heights he did not live to win,
And this unhasting and unresting sage,
Whose eye in lowly reverence read the ground,
Alike in Music’s chords, and Earth’s scored page,
Itecord of the Creator sought and found.
’Tis well that they should sleep here, side by side,
Among their fellows of the glorious choir—
By Purcell, he, and Handel, who with pride
May welcome this last master of the lyre :
By Woodward, he, and Hunter, and by him
The highest, humblest seeker of them all,
Newton—for to such race of Anakim
He brings not strength unmeet or stature small.
Sleep sweetly, modest master of sweet sounds,
Grey reader of the rocks and seas and sands—
While the great spheres make music in their rounds,
And earth’s change broadens on through times and lands.
LEYDEN v. SCHIEDAM.
The Ghost of Cats* writes to us :—
“As a disembodied spirit, conversant with spirits, I am in the
best position to know how some of the Special Correspondents of the
London Press at the late Tercentenary Festival of the University of
Leyden discharged their duty, by studying Leyden at Schiedam, and
finding more interest in a Schiedam bottle than in a Leyden jar.
The only night one of these envoys passed at Leyden, he retired early
to his bed-room to consult the spirits, in deference no doubt to
the impression that Hollands must be the proper medium through
which to look at Holland and the things thereof-including its
Universities. In this instance, unluckily, the spirits consulted seem
to have led him to see ‘ half ’ instead of ‘ double,’ for certainly the
famous old University and its Festival never before loomed so small
as in the report of this representative of British journalism.
“ When reading the sensible reports of the Journal des Febats,
Kolnische Zeitung, and, among English journals, the Academy, the
Ghost of Cats cannot but wonder how English journals of high
standing could have entrusted the task of representing them at the
Tercentenary of his Leyden Alma Mater to such ambassadors. _ If
John Bull knew how heartily the Dutch sympathise with English
literature and English character, manners, and. customs, he would
be. more solicitous about the deportment of Britannia to the Dutch
Minerva. Oxford, he learns from a recent paragraph in the Times,
has been fain to apologise to the Senatus Academicus of Leyden for
the neglect of her Yice-Chancellor even to acknowledge its in-
vitation to the Tercentenary Celebration. Better late than never.
‘ ‘ Considering all that Leyden has done for Scientific Law, Lite-
rature, and free opinion—the illustrious students it has reared, the
famous Professors it has fostered, the noble champions of free
thought it has sheltered, methinks,” says our Ghost, and we quite
agree with him, “she has a right to more cordial and respectful recog-
nition than she has found from England on her last Tercentenary.”
* A great light of Leyden, and glory of Dutch letters in the seventeenth
century.
“ As Good as a Play.”—Performing a Funeral.
HOW OUR CITY-SWELLS COMBINE BUSINESS AND PLEASURE.
(A Covert-Side Study.)
IN MEMORIAM.
jitmtkk §cmtcfl. Cljarlcs fiiell.
(DIED FEB. 1, 1875, AGED 59.) (DIED FEB. 22, 1875, AGED 77.)
Buried in Westminster Abbey, Saturday, Feb. 6, and
Saturday, Feb. 27.
Two sisters strew with flowers two neighbouring graves,
And each between those graves her blossoms shares :
Art from her Bennett’s wreaths for Lyell saves,
Science from Lyexl’s crowns for Bennett spares.
Art that serves Beauty, Science that serves truth,
Are kindred maids of mistresses akin.
This frail musician, whose creative youth
Pointed to heights he did not live to win,
And this unhasting and unresting sage,
Whose eye in lowly reverence read the ground,
Alike in Music’s chords, and Earth’s scored page,
Itecord of the Creator sought and found.
’Tis well that they should sleep here, side by side,
Among their fellows of the glorious choir—
By Purcell, he, and Handel, who with pride
May welcome this last master of the lyre :
By Woodward, he, and Hunter, and by him
The highest, humblest seeker of them all,
Newton—for to such race of Anakim
He brings not strength unmeet or stature small.
Sleep sweetly, modest master of sweet sounds,
Grey reader of the rocks and seas and sands—
While the great spheres make music in their rounds,
And earth’s change broadens on through times and lands.
LEYDEN v. SCHIEDAM.
The Ghost of Cats* writes to us :—
“As a disembodied spirit, conversant with spirits, I am in the
best position to know how some of the Special Correspondents of the
London Press at the late Tercentenary Festival of the University of
Leyden discharged their duty, by studying Leyden at Schiedam, and
finding more interest in a Schiedam bottle than in a Leyden jar.
The only night one of these envoys passed at Leyden, he retired early
to his bed-room to consult the spirits, in deference no doubt to
the impression that Hollands must be the proper medium through
which to look at Holland and the things thereof-including its
Universities. In this instance, unluckily, the spirits consulted seem
to have led him to see ‘ half ’ instead of ‘ double,’ for certainly the
famous old University and its Festival never before loomed so small
as in the report of this representative of British journalism.
“ When reading the sensible reports of the Journal des Febats,
Kolnische Zeitung, and, among English journals, the Academy, the
Ghost of Cats cannot but wonder how English journals of high
standing could have entrusted the task of representing them at the
Tercentenary of his Leyden Alma Mater to such ambassadors. _ If
John Bull knew how heartily the Dutch sympathise with English
literature and English character, manners, and. customs, he would
be. more solicitous about the deportment of Britannia to the Dutch
Minerva. Oxford, he learns from a recent paragraph in the Times,
has been fain to apologise to the Senatus Academicus of Leyden for
the neglect of her Yice-Chancellor even to acknowledge its in-
vitation to the Tercentenary Celebration. Better late than never.
‘ ‘ Considering all that Leyden has done for Scientific Law, Lite-
rature, and free opinion—the illustrious students it has reared, the
famous Professors it has fostered, the noble champions of free
thought it has sheltered, methinks,” says our Ghost, and we quite
agree with him, “she has a right to more cordial and respectful recog-
nition than she has found from England on her last Tercentenary.”
* A great light of Leyden, and glory of Dutch letters in the seventeenth
century.
“ As Good as a Play.”—Performing a Funeral.