IX, MARVEL’S WORKS. 
TUIRTEENTH EDITION OF 
REVERIES OF A BACHELOR, a Book of the Heart, By Ix. Marver. 1 vob 
12mo., with Illustrations by Daruzy, » 
The Ilustrated Edition, with Twenty-five Dlustrations, will be ready about the middle 
of October, 
“Quotations give but a faint idea of the depth of fooling, the beautiful and winning 
frankness, the elastic vigor of soul, and the singular fidelity of expression which charac- 
terize this remarable volume, Its quaint ingenuity of arrangement is wholly lost in 
extracts; and in order to enjoy the delicious adaptation of form to sentiment in which it 
would be hard to name its equal, it must be read as a consummate, artistic, gem-like 
whole."—W. ¥. Tribune, 
“The dreamy, shadowy haze of reverie, its fleet transitions, its vivid and startling pas- 
sages—more vivid, oftentimes, than anything of real life—are admirably reproduced on 
these delicate pages. The dense and deliberate style, though nowise itself dreamy and 
insubstantial, dealing largely rather in the tough and oaken Saxon, that makes the strength 
of our hardy tongue, is adapted with admirable pliancy to the movement and tone of the 
fancy. There are passages in it—as those descriptive of early separations, schooldays and 
their sequel—that will start the memory, with a quick throb, in many hearts. And thero 
are essential ‘and permanent qualities exhibited in it, both of intellect and of sensibility, 
that give noble promise of a future, and that will make the subsequent publications of the 
author events to be watched for.”—Independent, 
The writer who can lure a few of his fellow mortals away from the bustle, and 
the strife, and the fret, and the wear and tear of a restless existence—who can plant them 
in his own quiet arm-chair, and think a little for them so easily and so cosily that they 
shall fancy his thoughts to be their own soliloquies—who can carry them off from the 
engrossing present, backward to the fullness of youth, or forward to the repose of age— 
vho can peel off, here and there, the worldly rind that grows ever-thickening over tho 
heart, growing fastest and thickest in the hothonses of fashion, and in the rank soil of 
wealth—the writer, we say, who can do this—Mr. Ik. Marvel does it in his Reveries—shall 
be welcomed to a place in our regards, and cordially recommended to our readers’ book- 
shelves."—Albion, 
“This is a pleasant and clever book; racy, genial, lively and sparkling. It is a book to 
put one in good humor with himself and all the world."—Southern Literary Gazette, 
“It isan exquisite production, the like of which the press has not produced in this 
country or in England. Portions of it remind us forcibly of some of the old, and almost 
unknown French authors, whose sketches of thought and feeling we have never seen 
equalled for delicacy and truth, until we read these Reveries. The book is especially 
welcome as one of a new class in this country, which appeals to all the finer feelings of the 
heart."—Journal of Commerce, 
“ Well has the author called it a book of the heart. Not of a heart withered by selfish- 
nesa, mistaking disappointment for sorrow, hatred of the world’s joys for philosophic con- 
tempt; but a generous, noble heart, that has sorrowed a3 we have sorrowed, that can echo 
back from the distant hills of its own experience our own cries—now of joy, now of grief 
and our songs of quiet happiness."—W. Y. Courier and Inquirer, 
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