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HIGH-STREET.

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Lo, from the myriad eye-lids of the Lake,
Glances of light, innumerable break;
As if the waters, in their noon-day sleep,
For very joy their mystery could not keep;
But breaking out in these expressive gleams,
Essay'd to tell the secret of their dreams !

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Suspended o'er so glad a scene below,
Gay sun-dyed clouds in gorgeons liveries glow :
Some float away, detach’d, in pageants fair,
Borne on the voiceless current of the air,
With such a measured march, as if their train
Were keeping time to some aërial strain.
Meanwhile, the wave depicts their every form,
And gives each mimick'd hue more mildly warm ;
Till, in broad masses on its surface spread,
Far o'er th’expanse the liquid light is shed.

“ Now fades the Lake into its very sweetest mood,

With one broad flush of warmest joy imbued ;
And, brilliant as it is, more brilliant yet,
An effluence from the Orb about to set,
Falls over it too poignant to behold,
A pillar of the most resplendent gold :
Meanwhile, behind the red-tipp'd clouds, the sun
To gather in his glories has begun;
And as he sinks, and as the Lake would lose
The rich enamel of her thousand hues
"Tis sadly sweet to mark how gently there
The yellow yields unto the silvery flare ;
And how along the clouds, the roseate fringe
Dies, shade by shade, into a violet tinge.
The moon Avats sweetly, like some heavenly bird,
Spread on the evening air, with wings unstirr'd!
And while we still the level light descry,
Taking its circuit tow'rd the northeru sky,
The glimmering light seems never quite withdrawn,

The summer night retains a constant dawn.” Such a description of a northern Irish lake may surely be permitted to temper by its poetic beauty the matter-of-fact details, which must make part of any account of the flourishing town of Belfast.

Of the county of Antrim, Carrickfergus is the nominal capital; but Belfast, which is situated upon the bay of Carrickfergus, is, in a commercial point of view, a place of vastly greater importance. A canal, connecting its harbour with Lough Neagh, was completed in the year 1793 ; since which time the great increase of its commerce has rendered it one of the most thriving sea-porls of Ireland.

Belfast, though standing on a somewhat low level, is regularly built; and has long, straight streets. The principal thoroughfare, denominated the High-Street, exhibits the busy character of the place, and being in immediate contiguity with the shipping,

presents a picturesque appearance. The plate which accompanies this article, affords a good view, or, to speak more correctly, suggests a good idea of the more crowded portions of the town which lie beyond the long, broad avenue of the High-Street.

In honourable industry, in commercial enterprise, in skill in various arts which tend to ameliorate the condition of mankind, Ireland, in many of her towns, and pre-eminently in Belfast, has shown herself capable of attaining a high place among the nations. Once she was celebrated as the abode of learning and piety: an asylum whither students flocked from all quarters, and whence missionaries went forth carrying along with them the light of truth. And shall not a day as bright once more dawn

upon her?

“O ERIN, Mavourneen! while viewing each scene

of thy beautiful land, in her garment of green ;
I could weep to reflect, while thy face is so fair,
What a curse overshadows the soul that is there!

“ What country on earth boasts a people like thine,

With feelings all fire, and a genius divine ?
But alas ! Superstition's Malar' withers all,
And turns every kindlier impulse to gall.

But ERIN, despair not! Thou yet shalt be bright;
The soul of thy children shall burst into light;
For the stream of pure Truth, with its life-giving flow,
Shall, one day, each stronghold of death overthrow."

When that day shall arrive, Ireland, with her spirit of enterprise, her energy, and her “ feelings all fire,” may aspire to become, in deed, that which under her present circumstances she can be but in name

“ First Flower of the nations,
First gem of the sea."

“ Rise then, IERNE! wilt thou not cast off

The heavy fetters that so long have bound thee?

0, lift thy languid eye and look around thee;
Lo, one by one th' awaken'd nations doff,
As doth the quicken'd glebe its wintry slough,

Cold Superstition's mantle. In the East

Declines the Crescent : Intellect released,
Each form of error fast becomes a scoff.

Beyond the Western wave, the Indian's eye
Is gladden'd by the gleam of Light divine.

Arouse thee, then, to glorious liberty !
Say, shalt thou be the last to rise and shine ?"

It is not given to mortal hand to lift the veil of futurity. Such, however, are the great natural advantages of Ireland, that we may well believe, that she has but to cast off “cold superstition's mantle,” in order to "arise and shine” with no common brightness in the eyes of Europe and of the world.

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CHURCH OF THE CARMELITE FRIARY, YORK ROW, DUBLIN.

This beautiful and very graceful edifice affords a remarkable demonstration of the truth, that much may be accomplished at a moderate expense, when taste and judgment direct the disposal of the means at command. To an area, two hundred feet in length by only thirty-six in breadth, the architect has succeeded in adapting his design, which is of a highly pleasing character. The exterior, as it is represented in the accompanying illustration, exhibits the grand front, overlooking York Row, as well as the front of entrance, which faces Whitefriar Street. The principal front consists of sixteen circularheaded windows, placed at intervals of five feet, having ornamented architraves embracing the heads of each. Above the line of windows are sunken tablets bearing the dedicatory inscription, the whole summit being finished by a plain cornice, carried over the entrance-front also : the entrance is by a flight of steps retreating into a lofty cell or loggia. The building is entirely of brick, covered with Roman cement.

The interior, at the moment chosen by the artist for illustration, presents, unquestionably, a very beautiful architectural subject; but suggests, at the same time, feelings which, to the mind of a Protestant Christian, cannot be otherwise than painful. The centre is occupied by the humblest class of persons, all bowed down in a posture of supplication, save the lame and impotent man, whose infirmities alone prohibit his genuflection. The sacristy encloses those of a less humble class, as well as a little group of orphans and destitute children, who derive education and support from this institution. The distance is occupied by the altar, before which stands the priest in the act of celebrating mass.

Who would not wish that the kneeling multitude, obviously devout, though “not according to knowledge," should be freed from the yoke of superstition, and should learn to worship the God of their fathers “in spirit and in truth?"

“What is Religion ? Does it then consist

In bowings, genuflections, penances ;

Or soul-less paternosters numberless ;
Or pharisaic forms! Ah! Romanist !
Groping thy wcary way through Error's mist

Hope not, by such expedients, Him to please

Who is a Spirit, and the heart who sees
And claims; and who hath furnish'd us in Christ

A real righteousness. In that alone
Can men acceptance in His sight obtain.

Did not the Saviour all thy sins atone ?
Then why, as though his sacrifice were vain,

Thyself torment? On Him thy burden roll,
And let his peace imparadise thy soul.

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