e other two by a wide arm of that sea whose silver
tide encompassed their base, and made its vast circuit rest half on Europe,
and half on Asia."

Since writing the above we have visited Mr. Burford's _New Panorama of
Constantinople_, which has lately been opened for exhibition in the
Strand; and although we cannot in this Number enter into the detail of its
merits, we recommend it to our lionizing friends as one of Mr. Burford's
most finished paintings, and equal if not superior in effect to any
exhibition in the metropolis; but we reserve an account of its pictorial
beauties for our next publication.

[1] See "Sailing round Constantinople," MIRROR, vol. x. p. 278. Engraving
and Description of the Castle of the Seven Towers, ibid, vol. x.
p. 361. Extent of Constantinople, vol. xi. p. 298. Lines on
Constantinople, vol. xii. p. 58. Taking of the City by the Turks, vol.
xii. p. 274.

[2] For an Engraving and full description of the Mosque of Santa Sophia,
see the MIRROR, vol. ii. p.p. 473, 486.

[3] Mr. Hobhouse has pointed out some remarkable points of similarity
between the funereal customs of the Greeks and those of the Irish; in
particular, the howling lament, the interrogating the corpse, "Why did
you die?" and the wake and feast. "But a more singular resemblance,"
he adds, "is that which is to be remarked between a Mahommedan and an
Irish opinion relative to the same ceremony. When a dead Mussulman is
carried on his plank towards the cemetery, the devout Turk runs from
his house as the procession passes his door, for a short distance
relieves one of the bearers of the body, and then gives up his place
to another, who hastens to perform the same charitable and holy office.
No one who has been in Ireland, but must have seen the peasants leave
their cottages or their work, to give a temporary assistance to those
employed in bearing the dead to the grave an exertion by which they
approach so many steps nearer to Paradise."

[4] "Sultan Mahmoud's horse was actually interred in the cemetery of
Scutari, under a dome supported by eight pillars."

* * * * *

TWO SONNETS.

_To M---- F----_.

(_For the Mirror_.)

I.

I met thee, ----, when the leaves were green,
And living verdure clothed the countless trees;
When meadow flowers allured the summer bees,
And silvery skies shone o'er the clo