honour, but left two sons, Guy Earl of Ponthieu, John; and two daughters, one married to Juhel, son of Walter de Meduana, the other to William, 3d Earl of Warren, and afterwards to Patric Earl of Salisbury.

17. Alan, son of Eudo Earl of Britanny, commanded the rear of the Conqueror's army, had a grant of the Earldom of Richmond, co. York. The last heiress of this great family married Ralph Lord Basset of Drayton. The family of Zouche sprung from a younger son of this house. 18. Drew Le Brever, a Fleming, to whom the Conqueror granted the territory of Holdernesse; but upon his killing a kinsman of the King, he fled, and this estate was given to Odo Earl of Champaigne, who was grandfather of William le Grosse Earl of Albemarle, whose sole daughter and heir married William de Mandeville Earl of Essex.

19. Richard Fitz-Gilbert, son of Gilbert surnamed Crispin, Earl of Brion, in Normandy, gave great assistance in the battle, had a grant of the Castle of Tunbridge in Kent, and other great possessions, of which Clare in Suffolk was one, whence he took the name of Clare. His descendants were Earls of Gloucester and Hertford. Gilbert the last Earl died 7 Ed. II., and his sisters were married to De-Spenser, Audley, and De Burgh.

20. Geffrey de Magnaville is said to have hewed down his adversaries on every side at this battle, and received great rewards in lands. His grandson, Geffrey, was advanced to the Earldom of Essex,

Geffrey

Geffrey Fitzpiers married the grandaughter of his aunt, who became the heiress.

21. William Malet was sent with the slain body of

King Harold to see it decently interred. He had the Honour of Eye in Suffolk. The eldest branch soon went out in heiresses; but there is still a male descendant in the person of Sir Charles W. Mallet, who therefore, though an East Indian, eclipses in antiquity almost all our old families.

22. Hubert de Rie, who came as Ambassador from Duke William to Edward the Confessor, and was sent back into Normandy after the Conquest. His descendant, Eudo, built the Castle of Colchester, and left an heiress married to William de Mandeville.

23. Ralph de Mortimer, one of the chief commanders at the battle. A family well known for their rank and power.

24. William de Albini is stated to have come in at the Conquest. His family were Earls of Arun

del.

25. William and Serlo de Percy came into England with the Conqueror,

26. Roger de Moubray came to England with the Conqueror.

27. Robert D'Oiley; the same.

28. Rob. Fitzhamon, nephew to Duke Rollo; the same. He was Lord of the Honor of Gloucester.

29. Bernard Newmarch; the same.

30. Gilbert de Montfichet, a Roman by birth, and a kinsman of the Conqueror, fought stoutly at

this battle.

31. Geffrey

31. Geffrey de Neville was the King's Admiral on this

occasion.

32. Robert de Chandos accompanied William from

Normandy.

33. Eudo, with one Pinco, came over at this time. He took the name of Tatshall.

34. So Eugenulf de Aquila.

35. So Robert de Brus.

36. So Walter Deincourt.

37. So Gilbert de Gaunt.

38. So Guy de Creon.

39. So Ralph de Caineto, or Cheney.

40. So Hugh de Gurney.

41. So Humphry de Bohun.

42. Walter de Laci.

43. Ilbert de Laci.

44. Geffrey, Bishop of Constance, brother of Roger de Moulbray, was an eminent commander at this battle, though an ecclesiastic.

45. Simon de St. Liz, with his brother Garnerius le Rich, came over with the Conqueror,

46. Robert Fitz-Harding.

47. Walter Bec.

48. Sir William de Mohun.

49. Hameline de Balun.

ART. III. Traits of the character of Burns, the Poet: with extracts from his letters, and a comparison of his genius with that of Cowper.

Some traits of the character of Cowper have been already inserted in this work. Perhaps a few remarks

on a still more extraordinary genius of our days may not be unacceptable. The writer is not so presumptuous as to attempt to add any new light to what is contained in the life of Burns, by Dr. Currie, who, himself, alas! is now to be numbered with the dead; but ventures merely to indulge himself, and, he hopes, some of his readers, in dwelling on a pleasing topic, and, perhaps, in comparing some of the endowments of this gifted Being, with those of the author of the Task.

No poet's life ever exhibited colours so much in unison with those of his writings as that of Burns; and as the charms of his poetry excited our curiosity for the memoirs of the man, the latter have raised a new and infinitely increased interest in his compositions. Much as I admire the exquisite tenderness and moral delicacy of Cowper's temperament, I confess I am still more delighted with the boldness and vehemence of the bard of Caledonia. "His generous affections, his ardent eloquence, his brilliant and daring imagination*” make him my idol. His proper regard to the dignity of his own powers, his stern and indignant elevation of manners, aud due jealousy and repression of the insolence of rank and wealth, are worthy of inexpressible applause.

"Know thine own worth, and reverence the lyre,"

says Beattie, who, however, with a more timid character, does not seem to have entirely acted up to his own advice. Burns knew it well, and extorted respect from the most unwilling. The herd of stupid sensualists, who consider the writer of verses as an idler

* Currie. Life, 151.

in childish toys and silly bubbles of air, were awed in his presence. The tones of his voice, the dark frowns of his commanding countenance, the lightning of his eye, produced instantaneous feelings of inferiority and submission, and secured to genius its just estimation.

They who abandon the cause which they ought to support, who shrink before vulgar greatness, and who seem ashamed in public of that on which the reflections of their closets teach them to place the highest veneration, and on which their only claims to notice can be grounded, deserve no common contempt. The courage and high sentiments of Burns placed him far above this meanness.

In a letter to Mr. Cunningham, August 8, 1790, he says

"However, tossed about as I am, if I choose, (and who would not choose) to bind down with the crampets of attention the brazen foundation of integrity, I may rear up the superstructure of independence, and from its daring turrets bid defiance to the storms of fate. And is not this "a consummation devoutly to be wished?"

"Thy spirit, Independence, let me share;

Lord of the lion heart and eagle eye!

Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare,

Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky!"

"Are not these noble verses? They are the introduction of Smollet's Ode to Independence. How wretched is the man that hangs on by the favours of the great! To shrink from every dignity of man, at the approach of a lordly piece of self-consequence, who, amid all his tinsel glitter and stately hauteur, is but a creature

formed