From thc Knicker booker, for June.
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The following remarks upon 'Anacreo" Moore,' and the correspondence to which they are introductory, will arrest the ats tention of of our readers, The most strik- ing features of Moore's personal charac> ter have ever been his independence and his patriotism. IL is notorious that the court, the government, ana even the Prince Rrgent himself, sought often and vainIy 10 win Moore's partizsnship, or at least his silence. But neither the prospec, of preferment, nor the seduc ions sf fashion, nor yet the personal biand- ishmcnts of the first gentleman of Eu~ rope,' could induce the bard of Erin to becomerthe tool of party, or to forego tho free expression of opinion in his cohtrl- buttons 10 the newspapers, and ia those unequalled satires, where wit and fmog- nation gave such sting to truth that political abuses, fashionable follies and regal vices simultaneously felt it's power Through all this, above 1t all, amid all changes, in season and out of season'- ghtening every touch ot paihos spar kled and burned, with unequalled bright ncs, Moore's love for his degraded and and unhappy country. Her degradation her faults and her crimes, were not in c|udea in kis tco pari;A view. Ho sa" but her wrongs, her lovelness and her tears. And when some great name did shed passing gleam of brightness upon the dark record of Ireland's sorrow and shamc,' in what rainbow huc$ was it's light reflected and multiplied by the sparkling gems of Moore's lyric poetry! He loved bis country, and ho loved and praised those who had dared and sufftr. ed in her cause. His verse is no where so lofty, so suulIme. as when, with the boldncss of truth it dares to defend the character and motives of those men whom their country's wrongs had reused to deeds which tyranny branded as hea- son, but which he fearlessly worships as Patriotism.

 Let not this independence and this boldness be underrated. We speak of lhe' Reign of Terror in France with !he shudder which praises itself but, be il remembered, there was also Reign of Terror in England, less than half cen- tury since, and as ever lettres de cachet, or those nameless warrants of the Ter> rorists, Comprising imprisonment and death in a word,) had ever been in France The breath of sedition. if not stopped for ever by the hangman, was more elabo- rately suffocated 'h the dungeons of New gate. The English government were so vigiant, so suspicious and so vindic,ive, that men who called rebellion 'patriot. ism,' who denounced the measures of government as tyranny and the venial errors of royalty as vices and crimes, wrote with Newgate in view at least ; to say nothing of the trif1ing addenda of a running moose and the new drop scene. That Moore might have possessed world> ly wealth and rank in exchange for the wealth of his genius and the nobility of independence, (eyen if he did not incur positive danger by his fearless course,) no one who knows his history can doubt and it was with a full persuasion of of this truth that the following letter and the lines which accompany it, were some two years since addressed to Moore. The writer dares not ask from the read> CTS of ,he Knicker6ocker so favorable an estimate of those unprctending verses as Mr. Moore's kindness has induced him 10 express-and, (although their publica> ,ion has been repeatedly and strenuously urged,) if Mr. Moore's very interesting reply were at all suited for separate pubs licNtion, the present writer would have published tha, by itself and foregone the qualification of seeing his own name so fla,teringly associated with that of Moore rather than appear ostentatiously to obs trude himself upon the public ia such

 llu.trious fellowship

 TO THOMAS MOORE, ESQUIRE.

 London, June asth, lslS, DEAR SIR

 Retaining vivid recollection of the eeur' tsssy which you extended tO me last winter, and of the pleasure which 1 derived from my