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tion; and I dare say, we could pro- though they were not forward in manicure a large subscription towards the festing that spirit which they accused support of the mission in our indi- him with neglecting to cherish. It vidual capacities. I pray that it may was attacked by the Rev. Thomas Belplease God to bring this scheme into sham, who published his review of this accomplishment, and that he may bless treatise, in a series of letters, addressed your labours with success.
to a Lady. hardly, however, be expedient for you At the general election in 1806, it to go to Africa so soon as you men- was suspected that he would have tion, as you would, in that case, arrive found some serious opposition to his during what is called the Smokes: it being returned for the county; but will be better therefore for you to wait such was the popularity of his name till November or December. I cannot and character, that his friends from help adding, that much must depend every quarter rallied round him, and upon the qualifications and disposi- secured his seat. At the next general tions of the missionaries, not only for election, he declined standing for the their success among the natives, (ac-county. This arose from his disco cording to the usual proceedings of very of the offence which several had Divine Providence,) but also for the taken to some branches of his Parliafriends we might raise for the general mentary conduct; in addition to the purpose of the establishment." offence which he had given them in
In connection with these amiable | 1806, in favouring the return of andisplays of a benevolent heart, Mr. other candidate whom they disliked. Wilberforce has invariably manifested Hence, as the tide of public opinion a strong attachment to the interests of was not promising to his success, he Christianity. In the year 1797, he was unwilling to risk his hard-earned published a volume entitled “ A Prac- reputation on the precarious issue of tical view of the prevailing Religious an expensive contest. He now sits System of professed Christians in the in the house as member for Bramhigher and middle classes in this ber, in Sussex. country, contrasted with real Chris- The wife of Mr. Wilberforce, is the tianity.” This work, as might natu- daughter of Mr. Isaac Spooner, a rally be expected, excited a consider- wealthy and popular merchant of Birable degree of interest, when it first mingham. By this lady he has sevemade its appearance. Its circulation ral children. was both rapid and extensive ; as se- In his public character, he has in geveral editions were sold during the first neral shewn himself friendly to the meayear. Shortly afterwards it was pub- sures of the ministry, but without furlished in a less expensive form, for the nishing his opponents with any just accommodation of those benevolent ground for accusing him with having individuals who thought it a work surrendered his independence. As a highly proper to be given away among senator, his opinions have always comthe lower orders of society. In this manded much attention and respect, shape its circulation was very consi- even among those who censured his derable, many thousands being distri-conduct, in the support which he gave buted through various parts of the coun- to Mr. Pitt during his long, popular, try. The work in general consists of and occasionally reprobated, adminisregular essays on almost every leading tration. Few men who have appeared topic in divinity. The style is per- in Parliament, occupying a similar sispicuous, and forcible; never dege- tuation, can boast of a more commandnerating into meanness, and but rarely ing influence than Mr. Wilberforce. rising into an elegance of diction. It's In private life, he is said to exbibit
, prevailing character is that of dignified in an eminent degree, that humanity simplicity, which is happily appro- and benevolence, which his opposipriate to the nature of the subject. tion to the slave-trade might lead us
The popularity which it acquired, to expect, and that piety, which his soon called forth animadversions and“ Practical Views,” are calculated to replies, in which the writers charged enforce. To every benevolent instithe author with that want of candour tution, he has been the undissemand moderation towards those who bled friend. Bible Societies, Sunday differed from him in sentiment, which Schools, and Missionary Associations, they did not forget 10 amplify; al- have invariably found in him an able
advocate, and a liberal subscriber. Till there arriv'd, how glad the youngster's His zeal for the propagation of Chris
breast, tianity seems to have increased with When Friendship welcom'd him, and smiles his years, without shackling his mind with the fetters of bigotry, or commu
Those days are past, but scenes of time and nicating an enthusiastic impulse to his If once enjoy’d, fond memory will retrace;
place exertions. In his person, Mr. Wilber- Warm fancy's eye lights at iis genial power force is rather below the middle sta- The splendid sunshine of lite's morning hour, ture, and his body is of a slender make, Roves through gay scenes, and pleasantly deHis health is extremely delicate ; and
tains, any extraordinary effort in public From joys ideal from the mind's real pains, speaking, renders his constitutional | With youth's fresh crown the brow of age weakness conspicuously apparent. adorns, But this bodily weakness has been Whose blooming fragrance hath surviv'd its more than compensated by that vigour
thorns. of intellect, which on all occasions
Come, Inspiration! come, expand, inspire emanates from his spirit
. His strength The pregnant bosom with poetic fire. of mind may be fairly contrasted with Come, and from scenes unvisited of long, the weakness of his corporeal frame ; | Transfuse their beauties through my wanderand the greatness of its powers, and in Britain's vales, sweet poesy ! 'tis thine the manner in which they have been To lead the song—o lead this song of mine! employed, in behalf of the unfortunate Still stray with me, and still, benignant maid, slave, and in the cause of Christianity, To thy own votary give indulgent aid ; will be mentioned with dignified gra- May Heaven's own power my youthful fancy titude, when the present generation guard, shall be swept aside, and his spirit And virtue lead me to her own reward! shall have mingled with beings of con- Farewell, ye scenes, where busy toils of trade genial feelings in the regions of immor- The gentler rounds of social life invade; tality.
Where clouds of smoke recumbent blut the day,
Celestial Hebe sees her roses break;
And health, though courted, or by arts beguild,
To linger still and bless her darling child,
The mother sees, while tears suffuse her eye,
Affrighted hence, to fairer regions fly; SPIRIT of rural Verse, who dost appear
While convalescence holds a dubious strife, As Flora garland-dight, or smiling May And nature trembles through the springs of Personified; such as the opening year
life. In coronal of her own filowers bids stay, Hard is his lot condemn'd by hopes of gain,
To meet the budding Spring upon its way, To chase a phantom with incessant pain; Or hail young Summer in her crown of roses; To barter bliss and every dearer sweet,
Aid me to picture forth in wild array, Where health, contentment, and affections E'en what cach simple pictur'd scene discloses, For I, a simple bard in rude essay,
Or, if in fortune's sun he faint or thrive, Nor Doric reed inspire, nor sweet Theorbo Successes tempt him, and misfortunes drive, play.
Still he pursues, and wealth alone inspires ;
Till the warm breast forgets its native fires, Remember'd Village! scene of earliest joys, Repress'd and faint, by long laborious cares Where sportive childhood trifled with its toys, Of mind or body, each alike impairs : Where village friends, that hectarean cup And as the weight increases, more deprest Prepard, which childhood rapt'rously drinks Enfeebled nature labours through the breast; up;
He sighs and pines, still courfeous of relief, Then as the Schoolboy mark'd the Summer But hides the cause of all his hopeless grief. nigh,
If his ambition in the chase of wealth Young hope sprang sparkling in his eager eye; | Disdains an off'ring at the shrine of health, Creative fancy drew the beauteous spot, More arduous he than Providence design'd, And o'er its scenes hore's meteor-splendours | In prompt exertions to outstrip his kind; shot,
Nature in all, tenacious of her laws, When holiday and sweet vacation lent, Ordains a bound where o'erwrought strength From school or home the season to be spent
must pause. In absence short; but promised long before, His early vigour thus profusely lent, Soon as his memory told the school-task o'er. When wanted most, he finds niost surely spent; Joyful the way! and with what new delight The vital flood robb’d of its vig’rous force, He heard the bells--the steeple mark'd in sight. With feeble current drains its wonted course
But just supplied, now wavering to expire Her conscious spirit owns the godhead there, The lambent taper of life's fading fire.
And chill conviction chains the tongue of Farewell, ye scenes ! ye sickly scenes, farewell ! pray'r. Where all but calm contentment loves to dwell; Fix'd and forlorn in terror's breathless calm, Ye homes of luxury, where arts divide Her big soul palpitates with mad alarm; The wreath of science with contemptuous pride. Speechless her lips, yet resolute her eye, And all of wealth, or pleasure, charms the In mute appeal for mercy to the sky: breast,
E'en such a look sad Pity's self might wear ; True happiness alone the absent guest. It taught Diana's savage soul to spare.
Ye fairer scenes, ye rural beauties, hail, Where healthful breezes fan the charming vale; In dumb distraction tow's the warrior chief:
But mark that form! amid the group of grief, Where lovely scenery in perspective lies, And simple art with simpler nature vies !
Deep in his heart the father yearns to spare, Here, while remember'd scenes the wand'rer Not liis a struggle for the vulgar eye,
But all the King repels the impulse there; views,
The dim eclipse of fearful majesty. Life's earliest sports and pleasures he renews.
Consummate art ! 'twas thine to veil his woe, Each wood, each tree, each meadow, tells a
To draw from Pity twice her wonted throe; tale
'Twas thine to shroud a monarch mortal's face, Of young adventures in this peaceful vale, When oft at morn he sought with eager breast,
That grief might blend with grandeur and To scare the greenfinch from her mossy nest : Or, when with furze the common was o'ergrown, This! Aulis! this! we owe thy piteous tale, He mark'd the linnet's offspring for his own; Of kings and princes turu'd in horror pale. And ling’ring lov'd her curious note to hear, The deep tradition smote Timanthes' heart, The prompt announcer of the vernal year. Till genius kindling call'd the aid of art, Joys like its flowers, its butterflies on wing, And o'er the dread, stupendous, perfect whole, Fled:- but returning with returning Spring, Outpour'd its full magnificence of soul. E'en now sequester'd in this calm retreat, Britain! thy genius owns no rival claim, The mossy bank presents a friendly seat, If once it ask eternity of Fame; Where I, remote from every noisy town,
Thine be the task to bid a father say, Poor, independent, and recluse, sit down. And “Jephthal's Vow” shall bear the palm End of Canto First.
DRUNKARDS AND IDOLATERS. THE
Which is the greater sin, and which the least ; IPHIGENIA OF TIMANTHES, Which finds the sharper, which the milder rod; a Poein:
To turn God's glorious image to a beast,
Or turn the image of a beast to God?
ON THE TRANSIT OF VENUS,
Nuptials of his Majesty George III. Rub’d in the rifled rainbow's thousand dyes;
IN THE YEAR 1761.
[By a Student of Trinity College, Dublin.) Say in what monld of unessential light To far distant climes whilst Astronomers run, The vision'd pageant pass'd before his sight; For a prospect of Venus approaching the sun : What forms of veriest wretchedness uprose, (Since such a phenomenon rarely appears, In spectral train, and what and which he But once in a hundred and twenty-two years :) chose ;
If they had made Harwicht the place of their Bid pilfering Time again restore his prey, stay, And check the sacrilege of dark Decay. They might see a bright Venus arise from the First, where the foremost shed the pitying tear, and scarce a degree of her orbit begun, In sober sorrow stands the priestly seer; Ulysses by, in unavailing woe,
'Till she at St. James's was joined with the sun. Could almost dare to deprecate the blow;
How needless, ye sages, to take such a scope, And sorely Ajax proves his bosom wrung,
To sail to St. Helen's, or Cape of Gond Hope ? As passion'd pity thunders from bis tongue;
How needless abroad for such prospects to While sorrow.chasten’d Menelaus sighs,
roam ! His heart's full anguish gushing at his eyes;
Behold a more glorious conjunction at home! His is the throe that bleeding bosoms bear,
* Two Astronomers were previously sent out to take their The scorpion-sting of desolate despair.
station at the Cape of Good Hope, to observe the Transit in
the Southern Hemisphere. In sadder, stiller, prominence of pain, The silent princess proves resistance vain;
+ The place where ber Majesty landed; which is about sixty miles from London.