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Here, scholastic creeds above,
Is Religion taught by Love ;
Here, in temples not of stone,
Ministers for love alone,
Shame silence with adoring sound,
And make affliction hallow'd ground.

From her dungeon-gloom severe,
Conscience is uplifted here,
And whilst her degenerate eyes
Dread th' accusatory skies,
Charity is wing’d to ope
Paths sublime to Faith and Hope.

Tho' not Learning's garb ye wear
In Professor's easy chair,
Though ye mend the human breed,
Without mitres for your meed,
Heaven thus ratifies your rule,

Teachers of each “Ragged School.”
April, 1846.



KEEN blew the wind over the waves, washing them upon the breakwater at IIarwich. Seldom had Eolus so well worked at his bellows. On the jetty there was no anxious crowd awaiting the arrival of the steamers from Ipswich or from London. The Beacon-hill was deserted. On the esplanade no gay company paraded. A few weather-beaten seamen and myself formed the whole humanity of the scene.

“ It is very cold,” said I, addressing a Preventive Service man, who, in company with an ordinary seaman of the port, was leaning against the lesser lighthouse-cach chewing a quid of tobacco, and ever and anon squirting its poisonous juice from the mouth, in a manner at once peculiarly dexterous and nonchalant. “ It is very cold,” said I.

Pretty stiff breeze, sir,” replied the Preventive Service man. “What quarter does it blow from ?” “ Full east,” said the mariner. “ Just the right quarter for Harwich,"interposed the Preventive.

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“May be', sir ; van'i bo helpeel. .1";. ..! fr Ilirwich." “ But you are not wreckers?

“No, bless you ; but there's !! - bild picked out of such jobs.”'

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.! - is now divisively constructed, the aliatresiasia 111 !! -one' are ever, if not the joys, yet certainly the main ot!!!. In before that an epidemic was often å varrian: to i domo!. I knew before that the conflagration of a street was it would tire to carpenters, bricklayers, and so forth. I knew betore that in timpeat of litiga- • tion was a south breeze to a barrister. I kurs before that a murderous war was a field of laurels to a general. But now, oh unfortunate, but yet needed knowledge! I know that an east wind is in the right quarter for Harwich, as it delay- voyages, creates shipwrecks, and therefore increases trade in that ihristian little seaport.


As I thought thus, the east wind blew more cuttingly than ever. The god of the winds wound his trumpet of defiance, blast after blast. I buttoned up my blouze, strapped my cap more tightly down, and bidding farewell to the seaman, left the esplanade for the town, there to note another item in my catalogue of charges against the present state of society.




LORD BROUGHAM has brought out again before us many evanescent characters, just as Bekker and Angelo Mai recovered the palimpsests, with a strong infusion of gall. Let us hope that there may be this difference,—that they never may be copied.

No history of England will exhibit to posterity so clear and impartial a view of the statesmen who conducted her affairs for a quarter of a century, as Collingwood's and Nelson's Correspondence and The Duke of Wellington's Orders and Despatches. These volumes display more evidences of incapacity, in an uninterrupted succession of Ministers, than are afforded by the aggregate of those who contributed to the decline and fall of the Roman and Byzantine empires. What a glory is it to our nation to have stood against such precipitancy, and to have united, as never were united before, such firmness and such enterprise !

Perhaps here I ought to beg pardon of the learned Lord ; for, although my contempt of our statesmen, on both sides, is quite equal to his own, I cannot but exult at all the triumphs of our countrymen. I will now turn over those pages of his book which contain his notice of Edmund Burke :

“How much soever men may differ as to the soundness of Mr. Burke's doctrines, or the purity of his public conduct, there can be no hesitation in according to him a station among the most extraordinary persons that have ever appeared : nor is there now any diversity of opinion as to the place which it is fit to assign him.”

It is painful to find those words which we recollect in our favourite authors, our guides in youth and our companions in man

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hood, thus shorn of their character and twistoil into new significations. To uceuri, for livet or issues in, is amongst the worst frippery our men-milliness of the pres have recently smuggled over from France.

“ He could either bring his masses of information to lwar directly upon the subjects to which they severally k., 30., 1--or he could avail himself of them generally to strengthen his !!!''11 allel enlarge his views or he could turn any portion of them to ament for the purpose of illustrating his theme, or enriching his.i **:*::.'

By the insertion of the words “ to account tör," he creates an ambiguity. We might doubt whether account is il verb or a substantive. The uncertainty would have donen avoided by the omission of these words so unnecessary, w bis writing - lle could turn any portion of them to the purpose. seem a trivial objectiul; but no incorrectness of tyle hould pass without remark.

“ All his works, 1 l, even his controversial, 'n we in:rmeni with general reflectio!), so variegated with speculative . 1.- ;--;ill, that they wear the air of the Lyceum as well as the desi. 1919."

To veur (viis sounds strangely : and !... -hull have taken care to insert it before the Academy ; else we miche understand that he run the air oi th:6 Lyceum as ther. Tradoms moit.

“ But in all oh. 1 stupa piil_n1... i 11 of the highest order-pigram -- pom.1.5.1::-;4), «!../11.101 with more didactic llind viber dic: jull."

Ilere epigrum in introduced as the rapsolje srithout anul of the highest le piram, pathos" (altainly there are in Burke passages without . But piramis what low in order, and Burke happily did not in it. of pathos" he had none.

Ilis floriil and childi-l description of Marie Antoinette is perhaps the most brally admirel, lo certainly the very worst, in all his multifarious writingThir remark- upon it by Paine are beyond what you would imagine to live within his scope. Scarcely will you find in the Engli-hi lingua no mole beautiful or more just expressions. In many occasio11- he l'e:150715 with closer logic than his oratorical opponent, but here lov tir otels him in his own regions of imagination. It seems to me so beautitul, that I will quote the passage:-“ Not one glance of compassion, not one commiserating reflection, that I can find throughout his book, has he bestowed on those who lingered out the mo-1 wretched of


lives, a life without hope, in the most miserable of prisons. It is painful to behold a man employing his talents to corrupt himself. Nature has been kinder to Mr. Burke than he is to her. He is not affected by the reality of distress touching his heart, but by the showy resemblance of it striking his imagination. He pities the plumage, but forgets the dying bird. Accustomed to kiss the aristocratical hand that hath purloined him from himself, he degenerates into a composition of art, and the genuine soul of nature forsakes him. This hero or his heroine must be a tragedyvictim expiring in show, and not the real prisoner of misery, sliding into death in the silence of a dungeon.

Since the writing of these words, I come unexpectedly to the quotation from Burke, to which they refer :-“ And surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.' The sentence is truly harmonious, and the images seem to be snatched hastily from the fragments of an enchanted palace. But let us come up close. This orb means the real globe we live

The horizon is not the horizon of this orb ; and the elevated sphere has nothing to do with it. If the Queen of France touched the orb at all, she could not be just above the horizon ; and in neither case would she begin to move in the elevated “sphere." move in a SPHERE" is the peculiar privilege of gold and silver fish; and is, translatively, the most absurd of all those absurd expressions to which illiterate and unreflecting fashion has given currency.

The language of Burke, sometimes simple and often vigorous, is generally too ready to run into sterile luxuriance. We find him out of breath by labouring to put on his foot the tarnished shoe of a prostitute, the upper part covered with spangles and the lower with filth. He was not, as Lord Brougham represents him, versed in every department of literature and science, but he made the most of the little he had acquired, and was wiser than the majority of the authors he had read.

“ He unfolds his facts in a narrative so easy, and yet so correct, that you plainly perceive he wanted only the dismissal of other pursuits to have rivalled Livy or Hume.”

The stateliest and most majestic of historians, worthy to describe the rise and elevation of Rome, just as Gibbon its decline and fall, is here dragged from the Capitol to join the pedestrianism

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