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from six in the morning till ten at night; to which ling, “I don't want a stock of money, I only want the doctor replies : "You must work, not as I a stock of faith ;” the “disintereste *" churchman have done, for that I do not expect, but as you is insatiate in his lust after place and preferment.

Your labors in no other way can be so profit. While the one, generous to a fault and benevolent able to the world, or so improving to yourself.to a weakness, is complaining that his “soul suc

Mr. Bamford's account is equally ludicrous. cumbs under the burden when he sees hearts

“He triumphantly displayed the mighty advan- breaking under distress” and he “cannot or dare tages with which I was favored in being allowed not help them ;" the other, careful, and a little to copy and transcribe, from little scraps of paper covetous withal, is pinching the “ brethren,” and and backs of letters, the chaotic effusions of his bringing upon himself a visitation from the bishop. ardent mind. This was real training, far better Both are proud; but with this difference-Lanthan being at the university; and nobody knew caster is arrogant, Bell, vain. Both are self-worwhere it might end, or what you may come to, if shippers, “the eye" of each is "ever on hiinself," you give yourself up to this thing.' He would but the result is not the same : in the one, selfremark, after he tried my fidelity—Now you complacency destroys lore; in the other, it proknow all my concerns; other people require oaths duces something like insanity. Under its influof secrecy; no man engages a common clerk, ence, Lancaster, always generous and fervid, bewithout having security for his faithfulness; but comes habitually wasteful and flighty ; Bell, with a here I allow you to see my papers, and trust only natural tendency to be hard and grasping, becomes to your honor. Though I do not ask you to as habitually selfish and morose" of the earth, swear, yet I expect that you will consider your- and earthy." self as fully bound, as if you were sworn to se- In contemplating Dr. Bell as a beneficed clergycrecy.'

man, the mind is painfully affected in discovering In this respect alone—the attaching of vast im- no evidence whatever of spirituality of heart. He portance to supposed discoveries in education is always "high and dry." He has evidently Lancaster resembled him. He, too, had his “mys- more faith in natural philosophy, than in the gosteries,” known only to the initiated. He, too, pel as a means of evangelizing India. Principal was a moral spectacle, and a wonder to himself. M'Cormick writes expressing distrust of the If Bell “ wielded one of the most stupendous en- " well-meaning but ill-judging patrons of plans for gines" known " since the days of our Saviour and the conversion of Gentoos, and ridicules the idea his apostles," Lancaster was not a whit behind in of attempting to teach Christianity to the natives celebrity. He could instruct “a thousand chil- of Bengal by “ preaching its doctrines slap-dash;" dren at the same time out of one book;''—his and faithless Dr. Bell, instead of rebuking his youngest pupil could teach arithmetic with the skepticism, replies, that without the power of certainty of a mathematician without knowing working miracles none can ever throw down anything about it himself," and by these “ won the barriers which enclose their sacred shrines, or derful inventions” the world was to be regenera- gain any converts whom a rational divine or pious ted. If Bell " attached an overweening impor- Christian, who sets any value on a good life. tance to trifles, and insisted with vehemence on all would not blush to own. his notions being adopted,” Lancaster (we were His theology, too, is more than questionable. about to say) outdid him—but that was impossi- He understands by our Saviour's declaration, that ble—in this species of extravagance. Yet his we must become “little children" in order to boasted methods of punishment were radically bad, enter the kingdom of heaven," that, “ among and have long since been abandoned as degrading children, and from them, and by becoming as one and mischievous; and his system of rewards, in- of them, we are to learn those simple doctrines of cluding “badges of merit,” “orders” of merit, nature and truth, innate in them, or which readily chains, medals, and expensive prizes—scarcely occur to their minds, as yet unbiassed by authority, less objectionable, have shared the same fate. prejudice, or custom.”' And he calls this the Time has already set its seal upon the doings of school of nature and truth pointed out by the both these men, and judgment has long since gone Son of God." We are by no means disposed to forth. But how different is the verdict to that make any man an offender for a word, but we canwhich they so fondly anticipated. On all the pecu- not help observing, that if Lancaster had expressed liarities in which they gloried, men already pour himself so incautiously, the friends of Dr. Bell contempt. The monitorial principle survives ; but would have eagerly seized upon the passage as the trappings with which they encumbered it have conclusive evidence of a socinianized mind. long since proved worthless. Their pride is in the Lancaster had his theological heresies, but ther dust; their ambition, a vain show. Posterity will are of a totally different complexion. remember them rather as party leaders than as in-sions of scripture are all mystical, and it is curious ventors or philanthropists, and succeeding genera- to observe how they blend with his burning temtions will honor their zeal, their energy, and their perament. He is an " Elijah," a “chosen vesperseverance under difficulties, rather than their sel,” a David before Goliath-a Joshua before wisdom, their genius, or their modesty.

Jericho. Imaginative and excitable, he is always The diversities of character in the two men were on fire; Bell, very rarely, except when defending many and striking. Lancaster, through his whole" his system.” The former often manifests heat course, is the religious enthusiast ; Bell, from without light; but the latter, as a Christian, never youth to age, is distinguished by worldly-minded warms—all is cold as death. Coleridge, in one prudence. While the one is burning with desire of his letters to Bell, unconsciously reads his to teach the blacks to read the Bible; the other is friend a lesson when he observes, “A man who quietly earning a reputation for sobriety and cir- has nothing better than prudence is fit_for no cumspection. When Lancaster is “frequenting world to come;" he might have had poor Lancasthe meetings of Friends, and sacrificing worldly ter in his eye when he added, “and he who does prospects to obtain inward peace," Bell is fight- not possess it in full activity is as unfit for the ing a duel, and preparing to take orders in the present world.” Both might have profited by church. While the unworldly Quaker is exclaim- This conclusion. “What then shall we say? Have


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both prudence and the moral sense, but subordi- | his professional skill, than for his extensive and nate the former to the latter; and so possess the diversified benevolence. He was, like Corston, a flexibility and address of the serpent, to glide man of quick feelings and of sensitive nature. In through the brakes and jungles of this life, with religious sentiment he was either an independent the wings of a dove to carry us upward to a or a baptist, we are not sure which. Fox, while better."

at Dover, was taken by the late Sir John Jackson, Lancaster's lack of prudence was happily sup- with whom he was residing, to hear Lancaster plied by a little band of men, now all gone to their lecture, and such was the effect produced upon reward, who, at great personal sacrifice, nobly him by the fervid oratory of the speaker, that at came forward in the hour of need, and saved the the conclusion of the lecture he rose, and with the schools he had established from utter and irreme- greatest emotion and solemnity exclaimed, “ Were diable ruin. On two or three of these departed I to hold my peace, after what I have now heard worthies we must bestow a passing notice. and experienced, the stones might cry out against

William Corston, the simple-minded author of me." His heart and hand were from this moment the “ Brief Sketch," to which we have been so truly devoted to the work. largely indebted, was once well known as the On his return to London, it was agreed that party who introduced into this country the manu- he should meet Lancaster to dinner at Ludgate facture of British Leghorn. Having shown that Hill, and Mr. Corston thus describes the interinstead of being imported as heretofore from Italy view. and France, it might be manufactured by our own “ After dinner, our first subject was the debt. poor, he opened a warehouse for its sale on Lud- Well, Joseph,' said Mr. Fox, . what do you owe gate Hill. The discovery attracted much notice. now? Do you owe a thousand pounds ?' He The “Society of Arts" pronounced the invention only replied, Yes!' After a little time, he a national benefit, and rewarded the inventor with asked, “Do you owe two thousand pounds ?' A a gold medal. The “Society for bettering the significant pause ensued. Joseph again replied, Condition of the Poor" also noticed this valuable · Yes.' The third time he inquired, with increased branch of manufacture in their reports. After earnestness, affectionately tapping him on the many vicissitudes, some of which obliged him shoulder, 'Do you owe three ihousand pounds?' more than once to compound with his creditors, Joseph burst into tears. • You must ask William he eventually succeeded in his undertaking, and Corston,' said he. He knows better what I owe, afier a long and laborious life, retired on a small than I do myself.' Mr. Fox then rising from his property to his native village of Fincham in Nor- seat, and addressing me solemnly, said, “Sir, I folk, where, at a very early period of his career he am come to London to see the devil in his worst had established a school for poor children. It is shape ; tell me what he owes.' •Why, sir,' I due to this good and honorable man to state, that replied, it is nearer four thousand than three.' after emerging from pecuniary difficulties he He returned to his chair, and seemed for some called his creditors together, and with rare probity time to be absorbed in prayer-not a word passed paid every debt in fuli.

froin either of us. Mr. Fox at length rose, and William Corston was a Moravian by religious addressed me, said, 'Sir, I can do it with your profession, a man of tender spirit and of warm assistance.' I replied, 'I know, sir, that God has affections. We have often heard him relate with sent you to help us ; and all that I can do is at brimming eyes the circumstance which first led him your command. He rejoined, “I can only at to take so deep an interest in the education of poor present, lay my hand upon two thousand pounds. children. “I was going," he used to say, “ when Will you accept all the bills I draw upon you? I was about ewenty years of age, through Butt and every one shall have twenty shillings in the Lane, Deptford, when I heard voices singing, and pound, and interest if they require it.' I replied, looking up, saw a board on which was inscribed, I will. We then all instantly rose, and em* To the glory of God and the benefit of poor braced each other like children, shedding tears of children. This school was erected by Dean Stan- affection and joy. The cause is saved !' exhope.'. I stood looking and musing upon it, claimed Mr. Fox. I replied, 'Yes; and a threewhen the voices of the children so affected me fold cord is not easily broke.' Thus, through the that tears flowed down my cheeks, and the prayer gracious and almighty hand of Him, who prospers iminediately arose in my heart, O! that it may his own cause, and makes it to triumph over all please God that I may have it in my power one its enemies and obstacles; thus was the founday to build a school like this for poor children!''* dation laid for the maintenance of an institution, He accomplished his object, and the school still which was destined to confer the blessing of stands, bearing the same inscription—" To the Christian education upon millions and millions of glory of God and the benefit of poor children." mankind.

Lancaster never had a more attached friend than “We immediately, and with renewed energy, this good Samaritan. In all his trials we find proceeded with the work. Two days after, the him pouring his sorrows into the sympathizing bills, forty-four in number, were drawn, accepted, bosom of the man whom he delights to call his and given to the creditors ; and, with gratitude to " friend,” his " fellow-laborer," his “ brother," the Divine goodness, it may be added, that they his best beloved and faithful one"--and he never were all honored as they became due. appeals in vain. In later years, Mr. Corston “ Soon after this, we were joined by several spent most of his time at Fincham, where he died valuable friends, and on March 1, 1808, a comon the 25th of May, 1843, in the 84th year of his mittee was formed, consisting of the following age.

persons :Joseph Fox, to whom Lancaster was introduced (Their names are given in the order in which in 1807, was a medical man, not less eminent for they engaged in the work.)

" THOMAS STURGE, * By some unaccountable mistake Mr. Southey has at

William ALLEN, tributed this incident lo Lancaster, and made him the

William Corston, John JACKSON, straw-plait manufacturer.

Joseph Fox,




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"From this time the accounts were properly | Greeks, and of the persecuted Waldenses of Piedkept, the trustees holding themselves responsible mont. For the former he obtained some important to the public. Nevertheless, they were further privileges, and for the latter he secured increased called upon to advance large sums, from time to liberty of conscience. time ; and for nine years, cheerfully sustained the At home he was well known as an ardent and burden of a debt of £8000.

untiring philanthropist ;-in character, unsported “ At length, Mr. Whitbread, who attended the -in charity, abundant-in manners, a courtiercommittee, observed that it was a shame that a in purity of life, a saint. His latter years were benevolent public should let six gentlemen be so chiefly passed at Lindfield, in Sussex, where he far in advance for so long a time ; and proposed had established schools of industry, and here he that a hundred friends should be sought for, who died on the 30th of December, 1843, in the seventywould undertake to subscribe or collect £100 each third year of his age. His last thoughts were on for the work. In three years this plan proved suc- the love of Christ and on the true unity of a recessful, and in that time was raised £11,040, by deemed people ; his mind dwelling with lingering which a new school was built, and the establish- affection on the words of Jesus,

" that they may ment greatly enlarged. And in the year 1817 the be with me where I am.” “I in them, and thou trustees were exonerated.”'-pp. 54–57. in me, that they all may be one in us." In the

Mr. Fox devoted himself with characteristic near approach of dissolution a heavenly serenity energy to the work he had undertaken, and on the settled on his countenance : his hands were formation of the British and Foreign School raised in the attitude of prayer, and then tranSociety in 1808, he became its secretary: an quilly rested on his bosom, as the redeemed office which he rendered honorable by his gratui- spirit was gently released from its earthly tenetous but unceasing and unabated labors. He died ment. on the 11th of April, 1816, at the early age of Should his life ever be written and it would be forty years.

an instructive one-the great lesson to be gathered The last survivor of this little band was William from it would be, the practicability of combining Allen, whose recent departure in a good old age, through a long life, the obligations of trade, the has been noticed in most of the leading periodicals pursuits of science, the enjoyments of philanthropy, of the day. A few words regarding this venerable and the duties of a gospel ministry. We can conphilanthropist, must complete the hasty and im-ceive of nothing better calculated to correct early perfect sketches on which we have, perhaps, too and ill-directed ambition, to check youthful pride, rashly ventured.

or to cure unreasonable disgusts, than the obserWilliam Allen, at the period to which we have vation of so healthful an example, as that of a man been referring, was a chemist, carrying on an ex- whose varied honors were but successive developtensive and lucrative business in Plough Court, ments of growing character, each appearing in its Lombard street, and at the same time delivering a appropriate season, and each bringing with it jis scourse of lectures at the Royal Institution. Here suitable reward. he had formed friendships with Sir Humphrey Of the remaining three early friends of LancasDavy and other eminent persons, which ended only ter, only one was known to the writer of this with their lives.

article-Joseph Foster, an upright and honorable In the year 1805 he visited Lancaster's school man-generous, hospitable, sincere, incapable of in the Borough Road for the first time. He was meanness, and indignant at wrong. He too has

much struck by what he witnessed—became a sub- gone to his rest, the only one who has left · scriber to the school, and availed himself of every his name and place in the society occupied by a opportunity for drawing attention to its merits. In son. 1808 he joined Lancaster's other friends in under- Of the political founders of the institution few taking the responsibility of his debts, and was now remain. The Dukes of Kent and Sussex, for upwards of five and thirty years treasurer the Duke of Bedford and Lord Somerville, Mr. to the institution which arose out of his move- Whitbread, Sir Samuel Romilly, Mr. Horner, Sir ments.

James Macintosh, and many others who might be His life was eminently active and useful. In named, are all gone. And Rowland Hill, whose the year 1818, being then a minister among the cheerful voice used so often to ring through the society of Friends, he visited Norway, and from committee room, as he led in his retiring but noblethence proceeded through Stockholm and Finland hearted friend John Broadley Wilson, who usually to St. Petersburgh. Here, in conjunetion with accompanied him from his Friday morning service; two other friends, he compiled the excellent volume and Wilberforce, in a somewhat equivocal position, of Scripture selections which, in connection with as an annual subscriber, a vice-president, an elothe entire Scriptures, has ever since been used in quent advocate, and yet, according to his sons, a the schools of the society. This volume was disapprover of the society; and humbler names, a immediately translated and printed in Russia for sacramental host, who did good service to the the use of the schools in that great empire. cause in their day and generation, have gone too,

After leaving Petersburgh, he proceeded through leaving the principles they espoused, and the some of the large towns of Russia to the German society they established, to be defended, suscolonies on the banks of the Dnieper; and thence tained, and preserved for succeeding generations to Constantinople, Smyrna, Greece, and the Ionian by those who cherish their memory, and occupy Islands. After a detention at Zante in conse- their places. quence of serious and protracted illness, he returned home through Italy, Switzerland, and Poor Lancaster, who had often occasion to join France. In 1822, he again visited the continent with the Psalmist and pray-" Deliver my soul, O of Europe, and at Vienna and Verona among the Lord, from lying lips, and a deceitful tongue,” ministers of the different courts of Europe then being charged with Deism, once published his assembled, proclaimed the iniquities of the African" belief,” and if words have any meaning, it is slave trade, and pleaded the cause of the oppressed abundantly satisfactory. We quote it as a curious


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and almost solitary instance of Quaker theology | intelligible language. It was the possession of thrown into the form of a crede. “I am,” he this faculty that made his services as a political says, "a firm believer in the divinity of Jesus writer so valuable, while the brilliancy and origiChrist. I believe that the Holy Scriptures were nality of his conceptions developed the poet, the given by inspiration, and contain in writing the wit, and the moralist. It is not within our provrevealed will of God. I believe the doctrine of the ince to examine his productions in the former fall of man, and the alienation from God conse- capacity; there remain of his works fortunately quent on that fall. I believe that there are three more than enough to assist our more legitimate that bear record in heaven; the Father, the inquiry. WORD, and the Spirit, and that these three are In earlier years Laman Blanchard cherished the

I believe in the doctrine of justification by hope of being known to fame chiefly as a poet ; faith in Jesus Christ. I know that salvation can poetry was his young affection,” and had not the only be obtained by the name of Christ, and by the necessities of this “hard work-a-day world” tied oblation of himself which he made on the cross. him down to its stern realities, he might, even in I believe The Apostles' Creed to be a just infer- these prosaic days, have achieved his object. As ence from the Scriptures, at once excellent, simple, it was, he never ceased, when opportunity offered, and expressive; but it was not given in its present to " strictly meditate the thankless muse,” and collective form by inspiration, as the writings of gave out, from time to time, verses of exquisite the apostles were ; and who can blame me for pre- tenderness, taste, and feeling, enough for a repuferring, as an individual, the inspired writings of tation, though insufficient to satisfy the deep the apostle, which contain the substance of the yearnings of the poet's own heart. We have not creed in almost every page, and often in a few all the means before us that we could desire to lines, to any inference therefrom by men, however furnish proof of his poetical powers, for, with the excellent in their kind? Can such'inferences rival exception of one small volume, published several the beautiful language of St. John, or the majestic years since, there is not at present any collection yet simple eloquence of St. Paul ?" Socinian, of all he so freely scattered. Enough, however, Deist, Infidel! May thy sound faith, and loving exists in the pages of our own Magazine, to which, heart, inspire us with a large charity for thy many from its foundation till his death, he was one of faults and grievous wanderings !

the leading contributors, to justify the assertion that he deserved no mean place amongst those

who “ build the lofty rhyme,” though his name From Ainsworth's Magazine.

may descend to posterity on other and more asTHE LATE MR. LAMAN BLANCHARD. sured grounds.

Deeply reverent as are now the countless wor"I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan : very pleasant

hast thou been unto me." 2 Sam., Chap. i. shippers of Shakspeare, there breathed not one It is with feelings of the deepest sadness, which perhaps, who worshipped the bard with a more

ardent and purer feeling than Laman Blanchard, the consciousness of the world's appreciation of in proof of which let these lines testify, which his worth can scarcely mitigate, that we find ourselves called upon to speak of one who occupied tended for the reception of essays and drawings

were written-On the first page of a volume inso honorable and conspicuous a place in periodical illustrative of Shakspeare.' literature as the late Mr. Laman Blanchard ; but, however reluctant to dwell upon the painful theme, " Like one who stands his direct association with our own labors deinands on the bright verge of some enchanted shore, that we should devote some portion of our space Where notes from airy harps, and hidden hands, to his memory. Were we io give full license to the grief which Are, from the green grass and the golden sands,

Far echoed, o'er and o'er, we share in common with many who valued him, As if the trancèd listener to invite our efforts to record our sense of his loss would

Into that world of light. prove completely unavailing, and ours would beThe voiceless thought which would not speak,

Thus stood I here, but weep."

Musing awhile on these unblotted leaves,

Till the blank pages brighten'd, and mine ear But the desire, imperfect as the attempt may be, Found music in their rustling, sweet and clear, to do justice to his literary fame, masters all other And wreathes that fancy weaves considerations and compels our attention to the Entwined the volume-fill'd with grateful lays, claims of his genius upon the notice of the world, And songs of rapturous praise. while yet the tears of sorrow for his untimely fate flow freshly from their source; for though, in his No sound I heard, lamented death

But echoed o'er and o’er our Shakspeare's name, “ The flash of wit, the bright intelligence,

One lingering note of love, link'd word to word, The beam of song, the blaze of eloquence,

Till every leaf was as a fairy bird, Set with their sun, they still have left behind

Whose song is still the same; The enduring produce of immortal mind;

Or each was as a flower, with folded cells

For Pucks and Ariels !
Fruits of a genial morn and glorious noon-
A deathless part of him who died too soon.”

And visions grew Laman Blanchard's abilities were as various as Visions not brief, though bright, which frosted age they were striking. lIis ever active mind, teem- Hath fail'd to rob of one diviner hue, ing with fine thoughts and sparkling fancies, Making them more familiar, yet more newneeded but a word to guide it in the required di

These flash d into the page ; rection; the slightest suggestion was at once A group of crowned things-the radiant themes seized and made palpable in the clearest and most Of Shakspeare's Avon dreams!

Of crowned things

“ Lament not for the vanish'd! Earth to him (Rare crowns of living gems and lasting flowers) Is now a fluttering star, far off, and dim, Some in the human likeness, some with wings, And Life a spectre, volatile and grim. Dyed in the beauty of ethereal springsSome shedding piteous showers

Weep not, ye mourners, for the great one lost ! Of natural tears, and some in smiles that fell Rich sunshine lies beyond this night of frost Like sunshine on a dell.

Our troubles are not worth the tears they cost. Here Art had caught

Give forth the song of love, the steadfast vowThe perfect mould of Hamlet's princely form,

No tear! for Death and He are parted now, The frantic Thane, fiend-cheated, lived,' me- And Life sits thronèd on his conscious brow.

thought; Here Timon howl'd; anon, sublimely wrought,

Oh, mourn not ! yet remember what has beenStood Lear amid the storm ;

How buoyantly he trod this troubled scene, There Romeo droop'd, or svared—while Jacques,

The pathways of his spirit always green! here,

He taught the cheerfulness that still is ours, Still watch'd the weeping deer

The sweetness that still lurks in human powers ;

If heaven be full of stars, the earth has flowers ! And then a throng Of heavenly natures, clad in earthly vest, His was the searching thought, the glowing mind; Like angel-apparitions, pass'd along

The gentle will to others' soon resign'd ; The rich-lipp'd Rosalind, all light and song, But more than all, the feeling just and kind.

And Imogen's white breast; Low-voiced Cordelia, with her stifled sighs, His pleasures were as melodies from reedsAnd Juliet's shrouded eyes.

Sweet books, deep music, and unselfish deeds,

Finding immortal flowers in human weeds.
The page, turn'd o'er,
Show'd Kate—or Viola—' my Lady Tongue'-
The lost Venetian, with her living Moor;

His thoughts were as a pyramid up-piled,
The Maiden-Wonder on the haunted shore,

On whose far top an angel stood and smiledHappy, and fair, and young;

Yet, in his heart, was he a simple child."
Till on a poor, love-martyr'd mind I look-
Ophelia, at the brook.

How much of this description was true in Laman

Blanchard, let those who knew and loved him With sweet Anne Page

declare. For ourselves, we can answer for the The bright throng ended ; for, untouch'd by time, application of every line. In his heart, he was, Came Falstaff, laughter-laurell’d, young in age, in truth, " a simple child." With many a ripe and sack-devoted sage!

But whatever his poetical merits, it is as an And deathless clowns sublime,

essayist that he will hereafter be known to the Crowded the leaf, to vanish at a swoop,

world ; and it was, no doubt, the secret consciousLike Oberon and his troop.

ness of success in this department of literature that

prompted him, during the last few years of his life, Here sate, entranced,

to marshal his thoughts principally in that shape. Malvolio, leg-trapp'd ;-he who served the Jew Month after month did he continue to pour forth Still with the fiend seem'd running ;-then advanced themes sparkling with wit, profound with wisdom Messina's pretty piece of flesh, and danced and truth ; a shrewd observer of human nature, With Bottom and his crew ;

but ever noting the follies and frailties of manMercutio, Benedick, press'd points of wit, kind with a lenient eye, he spared while he corAnd Osrick made his hit.

rected, and excited a kindly admiration while he

censured. Good humor and benevolence, no less At these, ere long, Awoke my laughter, and the spell was past ;

than integrity of purpose, distinguished all be Of the gay multitude, a marvellous throng,

wrote ; and though earnest and impassioned in No trace is here—no tints, no word, no song,

the reprehension of vice or meanness, he never

satirized with bitterness. Of quick discernment, On these bare leaves are castThe altar has been rear'd, an offering fit

and endowed with a nice appreciation of character,

he exposed the foibles of man and the errors of The flame is still unlit.

society without the slightest tinge of personal feelOh! who now bent

ing; and cheerfulness, amid all his trials-and In humble reverence, hopes one wreath to bind they were neither few nor light-so filled his heart Worthy of him, whose genius, strangely blent,

that it shed its glow over everything he touched. Could kindle “wonder and astonishment'

To this Magazine he contributed many of his In Milton's starry mind !

essays; but the bulk of them, which, we are happy Who stood alone, but not as one apart,

to hear, will shortly be published in a collected And saw man's inmost heart !"

form, were contributed to the “ New Monthly

Magazine." It is from these that we prefer makBy the readers of this Magazine, such lyrics as ing the extracts that justify our opinion of his “ The Tour of Love and Time," " Science and peculiar abilities, and place him on a level with Good Humor,” and that beautiful song on “ The one whom he admired and knew well—the celeOld Green Lane," are, doubtless, “ freshly re-brated Elia. inembered ;" still less can they have forgotten Observe to what conclusions the consideration of that exquisite monody, “ The Eloquent Pastor that hackneyed subterfuge, the phrase of Faults Dead,” which contains so much that now, alas! on both sides," led him : is applicable to the writer, that we cannot refuse “ Yet how are sacred things profaned, and the 10 quote a few of the most touching stanzas :- sweetest uses of poetry perverted, to the lowest



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