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Mutual Affection.-Education.

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my opinion, that the joys of futurity | mental perception is evident; yet my will have an intimate dependence on argument is in no danger of suffering it. That my concise remarks will ad- by it. He says, "If individual affecmit of a construction being put on tion merges for ever after death, all them, sufficiently different to obviate perception must die with it." I anthe objections he has raised, it is my swer, Certainly it must: instead, howintention in the next place to prove; ever, of consigning the noble faculty in order to which it will be necessary of perception to the shades of oblifor me to return to the words of our vion, I would rather consider it as querist, (number 23. col. 100.) which the embryo of that exalted perception, inquire; whether it be probable, which, when eternity shall burst upon that mutual affections particularly esta- our view, will enable us to perceive blished between kindred spirits in time, amidst the myriads of the blest, no will be perpetuated in eternity?" It spirit that will not be equally entitled is almost unnecessary for me to re- to our heavenly love-that perception mark, that affections established in which will prove to us we have but time, must be the affections of time; "one Father, which is in heaven;" the affections mentioned in the query, which will prove all those to be our are the affections of time, and I can- brethren, who, during their trial here, not reconcile the idea of their being "with the spirit of understanding, the affections of eternity. In my an- heard the word of God and kept it." swer, I assert, that "mutual affections, and the kindred affinity of spirits, are mere relative modes," &c. "consistent only with time:" and conclude by saying, that," that affection therefore which subsisted in time, will not be perpetuated in eternity." It is evident, that my meaning is not to exclude all mutual affections from immortality, but only those established in time; for of the affections to which I have denied an existence hereafter, I have given a definition, and have asserted with what they are consistent; but can this definition, and this assertion of consistency, apply to "an infinitely enlarged system of reciprocal love," or mutual affection? Surely not; though I may be able to circumscribe the bounds of a temporary affection; the like task, when such an affection shall have been infinitely enlarged, would defy every effort of human intellect, and finite reason. Infinity cannot be conceived; how then can it be defined?

I consider a contradictory argument to consist in the assertion and denial of the same thing.

Mutual affection, and "an infinitely enlarged system of reciprocal love," are not synonymous terms. Consequently, though the same argument should contain a denial of the one, and equally insist on the existence of the other, no contradiction could possibly be implied. This dissipated mist is the unsubstantial foundation, upon which your correspondent M. has raised the structure of his reason. The justice of his observation on

And now, after apologizing for the trespass which I have committed on those pages which are ever wont to be better adorned; and expressing my determination to controvert no longer a subject which must inevitably terminate in mere conjecture, I shall conclude, with the most perfect good-will towards your correspondent M. this feeble effort of my pen; presuming, however, to add, that what I have advanced is my firm opinion; and, until arguments be adduced, as far superior in force to those which have already appeared against me, as the blaze of day is superior to the taper flame of night, I shall consider such opinion consistent with the justice of the Deity; capable of silencing the cavils of the pedant: and I shall look forward to the consummation of things, as the period when angels will attest it with their lips, as the rising blest, reclining on the ambient air, enter the mansions of eternal joy.

May 6th, 1821, Priestgate,
Peterborough.

ON EDUCATION.

T. R.

THERE are few subjects upon which more treatises have been written than on Education, and to some of which the greatest deference is due; but yet when I consider the great importance of education, I think it will be a sufficient apology for my offering a few thoughts upon that interesting subject.

The persons to whom I particularly address myself, are those who we may

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suppose are capable of affording what is called a liberal education.

Education is the improving and cultivating of our minds, and the polishing and refining of our manners by learning.

I do not pretend to give a routine of studies. I leave this to some more competent head; but the following studies I think I may safely recommend as steps towards the Temple of Knowledge.

Nothing is more practically useful than English Grammar; for without it we can neither speak nor write our own language with any degree of propriety. I have known a public speaker, from being ignorant of this, however original his ideas might have been, or what argument soever he might have used to support his ideas, who was scarcely noticed by the intelligent part of his congregation; and the good which might otherwise have been very extensive, was confined within a very narrow compass.-Next to this I may recommend Geography, which is necessary both in private and active life. A knowledge of the Classics, at least Latin, if not Greek. Though these are not absolutely necessary, they improve and strengthen the mind; and as this is of importance, I strongly recommend the study of them to every one who wishes to acquire a liberal education. A thorough acquaintance both with ancient and modern History, I deem indispensable; for here we have not only the simple history of the actions of men, but all their different passions delineated; in short, we have man copied; and it will enable us to form our own judgments upon the different transactions of our own time. To be well acquainted with these things will certainly require some trouble and pains, but by plentifully implanting in our minds the seeds of knowledge, what an ample harvest shall we reap! It will qualify us to fill any station in life in which we may be placed; it will enable us to become valuable members of society, and to enjoy all the pleasures and happiness of a rational and cultivated mind.

Sapiens and Stultus were brothers, -apparently with the same advantages. Sapiens applied himself to learning, and well improved every moment of his time: Stultus wasted his time in trifles and folly.-Sapiens

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rose to great eminence, and became of importance to his country: Stultus remained in his first station, unnoticed, and almost unknown. I shall conclude with a saying of Socrates,"Learning is an ornament in prosperity, and refuge in adversity; those who give their children a good education, furnish them with the means of making them both virtuous and happy." J. K.

MR. EDITOR. SIR,-By_the_request of 36 Housekeepers of Bishopsgate parish, I send you an account of the parish church. I should be much obliged to you to place it in the Imperial Magazine as soon as convenient; the above being subscribers to this work.

I am, &c.

April 14, 1821. I. BURGESS. A. M.

Account of the Parish Church of Saint Botolph, Bishopsgate.

The church of St. Botolph, Bishopsgate, is situated on the west side of Bishopsgate-street, a little beyond the spot where the gate formerly stood. The ancient church of this parish, was a mean building of brick and stone, with a square tower and a turret. It escaped the ravages of the great fire in 1666, but was soon after found to be so much dilapidated, that in the year 1723 it was declared by the parishioners to be in a state beyond reparation, and they accordingly applied a third time to parliament on the subject of a bill to rebuild it.

An act being obtained for this purpose the following year, the present handsome structure was erected, from a design by Mr. J. Gold, and it was consecrated in the year 1728. The body of the church is of red brick upon a stone basement, and is strengthened and ornamented with stone coignes, cornices, and window frames. The interior is handsome and well arranged; the roof is supported by pillars, which rise from the floor, and sustain the gallery. Contrary to the old absurd rule, of placing the steeple at the west end of the church, however disadvantageously from the situation of the building, that ornament rises at the east end of the church, which is next the street, and here it is seen in a very favourable point of view. The church has a stone frontispiece of the Doric order, with a pedi.

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Death of Mr. Thomas Treffry.-Poetry.

ment and balustrade, from which rises the steeple, which is in a very good taste; the tower of which is ornamented at the angles with cherubim, at the top with vases, and at the sides with pilasters of the Ionic order. Over this is a circular gallery, from within which, the steeple rises, in a round form, ornamented with composite pillars, and bearing vases. Here the upper gradation takes place, which has oval perforations, and is crowned at the subend with an urn.

Over the stairs at the north-east corner of the church is a large painting, which was removed from the old church, being the picture of King Charles the First, in his royal robes, at his devotions, with his right hand on his breast, and his left holding a crown of thorns. The pious monarch has an open book before him, in which is written In verbo tuo spes mea.

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“Truro, April 23, 1821.

"MR. EDITOR.

"SIR, I am sorry to inform you, that this morning I had the painful opportunity of attending the funeral of that learned and amiable young man, Mr. Thomas Treffry, who is called, in the Imperial Magazine, "The Moralizer." He is the eldest son of the Rev. Mr. R. Treffry, of the Methodist connection, superintendent preacher of the Truro circuit.

"A few months ago, the Rev. Mr. Hart, Independent minister, who kept a classical school at Falmouth, removing from that town to another, Mr. Thomas Treffry became his successor; and, no doubt, he was perfectly competent to his arduous task. Prior to this, he had become acquainted with the Rev. C. Cardew, D. D. of the parish of St. Erme in Cornwall. By this learned church minister he was highly recommended, as possessing much classical knowledge, and as being every way qualified for his undertaking. He was a most agreeable young man; unaffected in his manners, and of an amiable disposition. By all to

Among the monuments in this church is one to the memory of Sir Paul Pinder, knight, one to that of the Rev. Dr. Grigman, another to that of Dr. Conybear, and one to J. G. Rose. In April 1815, the Rev. William Conybear, D. D. rector, died, and was suc-whom he was known, he was highly ceeded by the Right Rev. Dr. Mant, now Lord Bishop of Killala. In January 1821, the church underwent a thorough repair; the lights were placed in the ceiling, and the building was lighted with gas. The present rector is the Rev. C. J. Blomfield, D. D. F. R. S.

Among the Charities in this parish, the following are very beneficial:the Charity Schools;-the National Schools; the Benevolent Society;the Bible Association;-the Tract Society; and, the Association for the

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esteemed and respected. This valuable youth was seized with an inflammation in his bowels; and in a very few days it pleased the great Author of our existence to take him from time into eternity, before he arrived at the age of nineteen.

"But in the midst of their afflictions, it affords one great consolation both to his parents and friends, to reflect that he was brought to the knowledge of the truth as it is in Jesus Christ, and was therefore prepared for the awful event which has taken place. We need not entertain a doubt that he is safely admitted into eternal glory. "I am, Sir, your's, &c.

"J. STEPHENS."

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For poor, untutor'd, erring Children find
In you,
the Guardians of the youthful mind.
Thro' you, the blessings of instruction flow,
To cheer our poverty, and soothe our woe;
And, altho' gratitude should chiefly lift
Our hearts to God-the AUTHOR of each gift,
Your claims upon our thanks by far outweigh
The utmost limit of our pow'r to pay.
But, your reward, see, tributary lie,
In yonder grateful Mother's glist'ning eye;
Or hear it in the praise that Father sends,
Mingled with blessings on his Children's
Friends!

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And greater still, the recompense, than this,
Which waits the merciful in future bliss.
There (we are told in God's inspired Word)
All who have given, lend unto the Lord,
Confessing all they gave to them was giv'n,
And all the glory due alone to Heav'n;-
Such, we are told, as bid the needy take
Of their abundance for the Saviour's sake,
Shall hear Him say, and all His Hosts agree,
"In giving unto these, ye gave to me.
Come to your heav'nly Father's waiting breast,
And dwell for ever in the promis'd rest."
In that bright heaven, where the wicked cease
From troubling, and the weary are at peace,'
Where sighs and sorrows shall for ever flee,
And doubt and disappointment cannot be,
May you discover, by our endless gain,
Your labour in the Lord' was not in vain,
And welcome to the realms of bliss above,
Many a witness to your work of love;
And, where no foe shall threaten to destroy,
The seed you sow'd in sorrow, reap with joy!
Go on, respected Patrons, still proceed
To teach, direct us, curb, encourage, lead-
Still, near your bosoms, let our Childhood live,
And as we need it, pity-or-forgive-
And, whilst on earth, be this your high reward,
To live depending on a faithful Lord!
So will your faith anticipate the day
When all shall own the King of glory's sway;
And Babes shall utter praise, and heav'n-
taught Youth

Proclaim the season of ACCOMPLISH'D TRUTH;
And Know the Lord' will be a sound unknown,
All tongues confessing God is Lord alone.'
Jehovah tells us in His written Will,
These glories shall the latter day' reveal;
And adds, to bid His people's fears subside,
A thousand precious promises beside:
Be all the Comforts your's that page affords,
And all the praise and glory be the Lord's!
SAMECH.

ON THE DEATH OF MRS. ANNA W-M, Which took place at W- , on Feb. 23, 1821.

EACH Swift revolving year that flies,

Each month, each day, that fills our span, But says, "There is beneath the skies "No lasting happiness for man." Inquirest thou whose lifeless head

Reclines beneath the gloomy pall? For whom so many tears are shed,

For whom so many tear-drops fall? Ha! it is one-tho' spring had fled

Yet summer still was bright and young; Disease soon bow'd her blooming headWith'ring the lovely flow'ret hung.

Awhile it linger'd; but at last

The stem was broken-there it lay: It fell before the last keen blast,

To mingle with the crumbling clay. Hear'st thou that sorrowful lament?

It comes from yonder drooping flow'r, Round which the wither'd flow'ret bent Her circling arms, as round her pow'r. His leaves are wet with sorrow's dew; His blossoms how they mournful hang! To earthly bliss he cries, "Adieu;"

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And thus relieves his bosom's pang :"Flow on, ye tears of sorrow, flow; Throb on, my heart, thy throb of woe; She, who my earthly comforts led, Is number'd with the mould'ring dead! "How can the roots, with fibres twin'd Together fast as soil can bind, Be parted, and asunder torn, And the poor widow'd plant not mourn? "When in youth's bloom and beauty's pride, She first was planted by my side, To cheer my weary loneliness, What could have added to my bliss? ""Twas heav'n that gave; but, ah! how soon Heav'n took again the precious boon! How soon the giver claim'd his own, How quickly is the charmer flown! "Be still, thou murm'ring thought, be still; Bow to the great Disposer's will:But sorrow shall not wring my heart, 'Tis not for ever that we part. "Tho' leaf and stem have died away, The root still challenges decay; Th' immortal root is but, the while, Transplanted to a better soil.

And gentle sunbeams gild the scene,
"There spring eternal smiles serene,
Nor e'er withdraw their kindly ray,
And blast and blight are driv'n away.
"Rivers of living waters flow,
That sweetly warble as they go;
No drooping flow'r complains, I thirst,'
By streams of life for ever nurs❜d.
"And when this frail stem falls before
The killing worm, or wintry roar,
My fair one! then I'll bloom with thee
Throughout a bright eternity."
Liverpool, March.

EPITAPH

J. M. G.

ON AN AMIABLE YOUNG MAN, WHO DIED SUD-
DENLY AT THE EARLY AGE OF 17 YEARS.
NIPT in the vernal bud of blooming youth,
Here much-lov'd **** peaceful rests his head.
With constant step he trod the paths of truth,
Nor shunn'd to follow where fair Science led.
Rent are the tenderest ties affection spun,
Parental hearts with anguish mourn his doom;
Kindred regret his course so early run,
And friendship's sacred sorrow bathes his
tomb.

Stranger! perhaps to thee life's scene appears,
Drawn by delusive hope, replete with bliss,
Thy nerves with youth invigor'd: Read his

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SOLICITUDE FOR COMFORT,
(Answered from Col. 530, Vol. II.)

I remembered thy judgments of old;
O Lord, I have comforted myself.-Psalms.

"SWEET comfort, the balm of the mind,"
No pleasures of earth can impart;
Thence seeking we never shall find,
For comfort proceeds from the heart.
When happiness dwells in the breast,
And the soul's blessed sunshine is clear,
And conscience is calmly at rest,
Then comfort, sweet comfort, is there.
And this ev'ry one may obtain,
To this we're invited to come,
'Tis folly to rest then in pain,
Since comfort's so easily won.
This gift then so truly divine,
Our Saviour bequeath'd to us all,
Who on his sweet promise recline,
That none of his people shall fall.
'Tis this that gives peace to the soul,
The thought that our sins are forgiv'n;
"Tis this that will anguish control,-
The thought, that there's comfort in heav'n.
EDWARD S-

LINES

On the Death of a Young Lady.

I SAW a beauteous Lily grow,
The garden's blushing pride ;-
I saw a tempest overthrow,
It faded, droop'd, and died.

I saw a nymph most passing fair,
She seem'd securely blest,

Till sorrow dark'd her brow, and care
Her tender frame opprest.

I saw the blast of sickness blow,
She hung her drooping head,

And, wan with grief, and pierc'd by woe,
She fell among the dead.

Death is a common debt we owe,
From which there's none exempt;
But he's been conquer'd, and we know
His venom'd sting is spent.

Here Hope comes in, and full assur'd
O'er death a victory shows;
The faded lily has procur'd
A name above the rose.

Fair maid! thy mortal charms no more
Shall catch the human eye;
But yet thy beauties are not o'er,
They live beyond the sky.

Above the lily thou shalt claim
A far more beauteous bloom,

And sweeter fragrance too obtain,
In scenes beyond the tomb.

Heart-cheering hope!-it buoys me up, And bids me not despair,

Since Jesus died-I too can hope,

Thro' him, to meet thee there.
June 7th, 1820.

LINES

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ALIQUIS.

Inscribed on the Monument of KIRKE WHITE, erected by Mr. Boote, an American, in All Saints' Church, Cambridge; written by Mr. Smyth, Professor of Modern History in the University.

WARM with fond hope and learning's sacred flame,

To Granta's bowers the youthful poet came; Unconquer'd pow'rs th' immortal mind display'd,

But worn with anxious thought the frame decay'd.

Pale o'er his lamp, and in his cell retir'd,
The martyr student faded and expir'd.
O genius, taste, and piety sincere,

Too early lost 'midst duties too severe ! Foremost to mourn was generous SOUTHEY seen;

He told the tale, and shew'd what WHITE had been:

Nor told in vain ;-far o'er the Atlantic wave,
A wanderer came, and sought the poet's grave.
On yon low stone he saw his lonely name,
And rais'd this fond memorial to his fame.

* The monument is of white marble, and exhibits a striking portrait of Mr. White, within a medallion executed in bas-relief. The sculptor was Chantrey.

PARTING TO MEET AGAIN. MARY, farewell! I now must say farewell— 'Tis death appears ;-he calls my soul away; But 'tis to call me from an earthly cell To the bright mansions of eternal day. Ah! fare thee well-but oh abate those tearsLet not those streaming bursts of sorrow flowJesus, my Lord, in yonder skies appears; He comes to take me from this vale of woe. A few short years perhaps may roll away, Ere thou art call'd to leave this earthly spot, And then thy spirit will no longer stay, But rise triumphant to thy heav'nly lot. Then will thy Lord congratulate thee there, And land thee safe on Canaan's happy shore; Then shall we meet where endless pleasures

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