the
_organization_ of linen on the breast," the very "march" of
foppery; "cloaks of the gentlemen lined with plush silk of celestial
blue;" "at balls our young exquisites sport pocket-handkerchiefs of fine
lawn, with a hem as broad as their thumbs; the corners _only_ are
embroidered:" "shoes tied with a small _rosette_;" "a young
gentleman now suffers his hair to grow, has it curled, and parted on the
left side of the forehead," &c. &c.--This out-herods Herod.

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PICTURE OF LONDON.

A new edition of this very useful and attractive volume has just
appeared, re-edited by Mr. Britton, who, by his extensive architectural
knowledge, as well as by his popular style of imparting that knowledge,
is calculated to produce a better "Picture of London" than any other
writer within our acquaintance. The introduction is, of course, the most
novel part of this edition, and as it enables Mr. Britton to embody much
authentic information on the public works now in progress, we have
abridged a few of these details, which will be found in a Supplement
published with the present Number. The _Picture of London_ was, we
believe, first printed in 1806; and the extensive patronage which it
has enjoyed during twenty-two years has been well deserved by its
progressive completeness.

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THE SELECTOR;

AND

LITERARY NOTICES OF

_NEW WORKS._

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RANK AND TALENT.

_By the Author of Penelope, or Love's Labour Lost._

In our last volume we devoted nearly six of our columns to an outline of
the predecessor of the present work, or the novel of _Penelope_. We
there stated our opinion of the author's talents in a peculiar style of
novel-writing--a sort of mixture of satire and fashion, without the
starchness of the one, or the silly affectation of the other--abounding
in well-drawn pictures of real life, free from caricature, and teeming
with home-truths, in themselves of such plainness and ready application,
as to make precept and example follow on with near approaches to
probability and truth.

The author's _forte_ unquestionably lies in this species of
writing, and his "_Rank and Talent_" will, we think, bear us out in
this opinion. The story or canvass of the novel is simple, and well
prepared for his sketches and finished portraits of character. They
belong to fashionable and middle life, and the conceits