And how much truth in Catherine's criticism of Byron: "I cannot feel the beauties of any poetry whatsoever," said Catherine, "when I think the poet has no feeling himself--I have admired many passages in Lord Byron's earlier works, even to enthusiasm; but when I came to his most unfeeling mockery of the agonizing sympathies he had raised in his description of a storm, by the odious levity with which he concludes it, I closed the book, and never read another page of his writing. I thought of it ever after as of those monstrosities in painting, of beautiful heads, and cloven feet, and it inspired me with the same disgust." * * * * * _North American Review, No. LXXXVIII: July 1835_.--The last number of this periodical contains several admirable articles. We subjoin a list of its contents: Art. I. A Tour on the Prairies, by the author of the Sketch Book.--II. The American Almanac for the year 1835.--III. Memoirs of Casanova.--IV. Machiavelli.--V. Life and Character of William Roscoe.--VI. Mrs. Butler's Journal.--VII. Dunlap's History of the Arts.--VIII. Slavery; an Appeal in favor of that Class of Americans called Africans, by Mrs. Child.--IX. Audubon's Biography of Birds.-X. Webster's Speeches. The first article is a noble eulogy on the genius of Washington Irving, well according with the merits of the writer, and the honest pride which every American feels in the possession of such a luminary in our native literature. Great as has been the praise lavished upon his works, we feel with the reviewer that full justice has not as yet been accorded them--and it is with pleasure we perceive that the world at large is becoming more alive to his merits. The following rapid glance at the various triumphs of his genius, will be read with a general concurrence in its truth: