" Though on earth we arc parted." ge giuri elm
tn' anti.- " I'm saddest when you sing."
" Friend after friend departs."
" I never cast a flower away."
The stranger knight."
This formidable list of publications, seeming to have issued at the
same time front the press, is the production of all amateur. From the many unprofessiin compositions which are appearing now-a-days,
the question " wh-thet the English are a musical people?" might seem to be decided in the affirmative. But we must have stronger and more palpable evidence than amateur compositions usually afford, and more de- cided proof of various other kinds, before we can come to this conclusion.
That quantum of information which will citable a man either in music or literature to a place among " the mob of gentlemen W Ito write with
ease," is obtained without much expense of time or thought. Words and notes are easily at command, ideas arc not quite so plentiful ; and hence reminiscences commonly supply their place. The publications before us, with the exception of the first, are songs, written in different styles,
and, on the whole, pleasingly and correctly written. There is here and there an error in composition ; but the author not having ventured deeply into the labyrinths of harmony, has seldom lost his way. The
first on the list is a duet, and we are better pleased with it than with his songs. The parts flow agreeably and melodiously, and the com-
position will not tail to please its hearers. Of the songs, there is none that rises much above its fellows, or deserves more tilt' the general praise we have awarded to the whole.