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none should ever come to be a mem- | other privilege than Abraham hâd in ber of it, or a sharer in its blessings, the ffesh himself: and this was, as we but by the same faith that he had, have shewed, that he should be set fixed on the Seed that was in the pro- apart as a special channel, through mise, to be brought forth from him in whose loins God would derive the the world. On the account of this promised seed into the world. The privilege, he became the father of all former carnal privileges of Abrathem that believe; for they that are of ham and his posterity, expired on the faith, the same are the children of grounds before mentioned; having Abraham, Gal. iii. 7. Rom. iv. 11. and answered their end, the ordinances of thus he became heir of the world, ver. worship, which were suited thereunto, 13. in that all that should believe did necessarily cease also; and this throughout the world, being thereby cast the Jews into great perplexities, implanted into the covenant made and proved the last trial that God with him, should become his spiritual made of them. For whereas both children.
these, namely, the carnal and spiritual “ Answerable to this two-fold end privileges of Abraham's covenant, had of the separation of Abraham, there | been carried on together in a mixed was a double seed allotted to him: a way for many generations, coming seed according to the flesh, separated | now to be separated, and a trial to be to bring forth the Messiah according made, who of the Jews had interest in to the flesh; and a seed according to both, who in one only; those who had the promise, that is, such as by faith only the carnal privilege of being should have interest in the promise, children of Abraham according to the or, all the elect of God. Múltitudes flesh, contended for a share, on that afterwards were of the carnal seed of single account, in the other also, that Abraham, and of the number of the is, in all the promises annexed to the people separated to bring forth the covenant. But the foundation of their Messiah in the flesh; and yet not of plea was taken away, and the church the seed according to the promise, nor unto which the promises belong, reinterested in the spiritual blessings of mained with them that were heirs of the covenant, because they did not Abraham's faith only. The church personally believe, as the apostle de- unto whom all the spiritual promises clares, Heb. iv. And many afterwards, belong, are only those who are heirs of who were not of the carnal seed of Abraham's faith, believing as he did, Abraham, nor interested in the privi- and thereby interested in his covelege of bringing forth the Messiah in nant." the flesh, were yet destined to be made
(To be continued.) his spiritual seed by faith, that in them he might become heir of the
POÉTKY. world, and all nations of the earth be blessed in him.
THE SUICIDE. “ Now, it is evident that it is the
Sent to the public school to know second privilege, and spiritual seed, All science teaches here below, wherein the church, to whom the pro Young Hotspur left paternal care, mises were made, is founded, and With plodding skulls their toil to sharo. whereof it doth consist, namely, in
Untutor'd yet in specious arts, them who by faith are interested in
To practise man's worse-featur'd parts, the covenant of Abraham, whether Eager he bent his active mind, they be of the natural seed or no.
The problematic clae to find. And herein lay the great mistake of
Ambitious be to top the school, the Jews of old, wherein they are fol
Soon master'd each directed rule, lowed by their posterity unto this day. Each prize be gained, each honour won, They thought no more was needful to And through the classio circle run. interest them in the covenant of Abra
Now summon'd to his father's board, ham, but that they be his seed accord
From school to active life he soar'd; ing to the flesh; and they constantly His parent, with a father's joy, pleaded the latter privilege, as the Fondly embraced his darling boy. ground and reason of the former. " It is true, they were the children
Bat in domestio bliss fall oft
A cloud of sorrow hangs aloft; of Abraham according to the flesh ;
'Twas e'en just so,--for in a day but, on that account, they can have no The sire bad chang'a to lifeless clay!
Thas five years roll'd in giddy round,
Five years bad sped, the sixth bad dawn'd,
Yet soon he started from his dream,
When man was first in Eden's garden plac'd, Which all the beauties of creation graca, Wisdom divine illam'd his spotless breast, Love sat enthron'd, and conscience was at rest. His will was tractable, his tempers mild, .. And heav'nly converse all his hours beguil'd. He walk'd with God, enjoy'd a sky serene, No tempest low'red, no cloud obscar'd' the
scene. But Lucifer, who, for his pride was hurl'd From heaven's bright portals to the flaming
world, To dwell in galling chains, and penal fire, Envied the happiness of our first sire; Seduc'd bim by temptation's magic skill, To violate his sov'reign Maker's will; To plunge himself and all his helpless race, In goilt, in sorrow, and in deep disgrace. But God, whose mercy is immensely great, Pitied the culprit in his fallen state; Contriv'd a plan to rescue him from thrall, And cleanse bis heart from sin's envenom'd
gall; A plan in which his wisdom, truth, and love, Should shine resplendent, while the hosts above Stoop from their pearly thrones in deep amaze, To view with wonder man restor'd by grace.
That cheering promise which Jehovah made, “The woman's seod shall bruise the serpent's
head;" Inspir'd with humble hope the guilty pair, Assuag'd their anguish, and allay'd their fear; When banisb'd Eden, and condemn'd to go And till the ground, and bear the curse of wo. After four thousand years had wing'd their And men were sitting in the sbades of niglit,
Ah! would he peace of mind obtain,
That star arose upon our rebel fold,
Sweet, too, is friendship's soothing balm,
Of beav'nly devotion !
When fervent strains of gratitude,
Near Kingsbridge, Devon. . T. JARVIS.
May 21st, 1825.
LINES Though 'twas bis plastic mandate which gave | Suggested by reading, in the Imperial Magabirth
zine, vol. 1. col. 178, a Memoir of the Rev. To san and moon, and stars, and verdapt earth;
SAMUEL LEE. Though lord of all th' angelic bost above,
RISING above the world, and looking down, Who bend before the throne of heav'nly love,
I saw a powerful intellect in chains, To save our guilty race from endless wo,
Donbly entwip'd around bis sinewv frame. He left the realms of light for realms below.
And fasten'd firm-Darkness and Poverty. For us he wore a crown of prickly thorn,
| An exhalation, like a cloud of smoke, For as his limbs were pierc'd, transfix'd and
Eclips'd the light, covering his eyes with torn;
darkness. For as the rugged cross to Calv'ry bore;
Two spectre forms, grisly and lank, stood near, For us be staind the grass with purple gore ;
And harrowd up his soul with images For as he bow'd bis sacred head and died;
Of Gallic dungeons and bis native state: For as a fount was open'd in bis side;
Despair and Ignorance thus ral'd his mind. For us he clos'd the mouth of hell's abyss :
A penetrating beam of light he saw For us be op'd the gates of endless bliss.
Gleam through the shade of ignorance. Then He drew the sting of death, perfum'd the grave,
rose And rose on high, a simple world to save.
Swift as a pouncing tiger, and in form O love divine, apparallel'd, supreme
As borrid -black Despair !—then with bis Be thou my solace, and my constant theme! And may Éliza, too, this love adore,
Dark as the depth of that profound abyss That when to heav’n’s bright world our spirits
Where all are bis curst slaves, hideous as soar, .
death, In nobler strains we may our voices raise, He hid the mighty spirit. Then a gloom, And spend eternity in songs of praise.
Worse than the darkness fated to the blind, Derby, May 13th, 1825.
Shrouded his mind, and ignorance again,
Weighed sorely on bim, and oppress'd his soul. PASSIONS AND EMOTIONS, OR Then the strong spirit, like a hero wounded, CHOICE SWEETS.
Striving for life against a powerful foe,
Wrestled and grappled with transcendent How sweet to rove at opening day,
power. When May's choice tow'rs are springing; The shades grew darker, and his fierce opTo catch the morning's early ray,
ponents And hear soft warblers singing.
Pressed with more force, and seem'd yet more
terrific. How sweet to seek the shady grove,
He turn’d and struggled, and the clanking When summer sans are shining;
fetters To deck with flow'rs the gay alcove,
Creaked thro' their rusty links. He writh’d, The tender buds entwining.
But all was vain. The adamantine chains The happy moments, oh ! how sweet,
Bound his Herculean nerves, and kept him Wben lovers' vows are plighted;
s, And all their hopes and wishes meet,
Bat yet he rested not; be strove for freedom, In heart and soul anited!
As a fierce lion in the huntsman's toils, Sweet, then, is the responsive sigl,
Struggles, and paws, and rages, in despair, From the soft bosom stealing ;
To gain his liberty, just so he struggled. Sweet, too, the pledge and tender tie,
And like the savage fainted pot for fear, Their fond affection sealing.
But firm, unceasing, strove to gain his end. How sweet is liberty to those
A ray of light shot through the vault of In dungeons dark and dreary;
heav'n. And sweet the hour of soft repose,
Its laminous appearance shocked the spectres. To pilgrims weak and weary.
A powerful beain piercing the dreadful darkAnd oh! how doably sweet must be
Illamin’d his dark soul. 'Twas then he saw The joy that follows moarning;
The shades of former ages flying round, And, to the parent, sweet to see
Twinkling and gay, inviting his approach, · A lopg-lost child returning,
And offering happiness and joys unknown,
'Twas then be heard the songs of distant days, Telling, in potes enchanting, glorious deeds. Recounting to bis ears the names of beroes, And their surprising feats, in lays melodious. 'Twas then be felt desire arise within To know these ancient glories; but the chains Which bound him, and the spectre pair which
watch'd Unceasingly around, thwarted liis bope. Concentrating witbin him all his force, And gathering all his powers for one strong |
struggle, As men besieged, for their last desperate sally, He lay a moment-suddenly he moved Wrestling against his mighty enemies, And with enormous strength, seizing bis chains, He snapt the iron bond, it yields before bim, As the green withs and cords to Samson yielded.
At sight of this, Despair, all panic-struck, Stood for a moment, like a statue fixt, Half-wild, half-stapid with astonishment. At length recovered from bis fright, be fled. The spirit struggled still, and Ignorance Had fallen victim to his dire revenge, But she fled also. Nymphs and shades of yore Flatter'd with buoyant wing around bis head, And he, struggling for liberty and life, Broke with gigantic might the other cbain.
Format first coble frame cuides,
But scarcely was be free, when there arose, From the deep sbades beneath, a ghastly form, The sire of Ignorance and dark Despair, With frown terrific. He cast forth a gleam Worse tban the three-fork'd lightning of high
heaven. Its hideous rays alighting on this spirit, O'erpower'd bis eyes, and caused a short-lived
darkness. Then flew the monster, binding him again With the strong chains of poverty awhile. But as the phonix from its ashes rises A creature fresh and strong, renewed through
out; So, phenix-like, rose he. He, burst the
bond; Again was free, with life and bliss before him.
Bat as I gazed to see bow be improv'd That life, that liberty, be just had gain'd, Wondering what such an intelleot would do; I saw a being from the skies descending. The plamage of this beav'nly messenger Reflected the sun's rays with tenfold lustre; Its golden hues were interspersed with sable. His name on earth is called Futurity. He came, and, for a moment, bound my eyes. (To me it seem'd a moment, though an age, Inclading a whole life.) Helest his holdI look'd for him whom I had viewed so long, But he had left bis station, and was gone, Where every human being gropes bis way
Than the purest costliest gem In a monarch's diadem. Much I love on thee to gaze, When the sun's receding rays Faintly tinge the distant blue With a lovely golden hue, And each cloud that sails along Seems his visit to prolong; Then I view thy silvery light As the harbinger of night, And reflect upon the grace Which sustains in boundless space, Suns, and stars, and worlds, and spheros, Through infinitude of years. Yet the glorious Lord of all Deigns to hear me when I call, And invites me still to bring All my sorrows to my King. May I own his gentle sway, May be help me to obey!
He who form’d yon starry sky, He who placed the sun on high, Sovereign source of heat and light, And the moon that rules the night, As my Maker I adore. Form'd by his almighty power, Into being first I came, He sustains my feeble frame : While the planets' course be guides, O'er my actions he presides, Marks each secret rising thought, Each to judgment will be brought. Heav'n and earth shall pass away, At the great decisive day; Every glittering star shall fall, And this vast terrestrial ball Into chaos shall return; But this glorious truth I learn : E'en the feeblest child of man, Whose brief life is but a span, Shall the wreck of worlds survive, By bis Maker kept alive; An eternity to spend, Where his praises shall ascend, With the countless myriads bright, To his Saviour, thron'd in light; Or, descending far below, Suffer endless, hopeless wo. They who sought the Saviour's face, There shall gain a happy place, With him they shall ever reign, Free from sorrow, sin, and pain; Of his matchless love they'li tell, And the song of triumph swell; Evermore ihey'll praise his name, Aud bis matchless love proclaim. He redeem'd them by bis blood, They receiv'd bim as their God; He deliver'd them from hell, With himself in bliss to dwell. Still they'll praise him, still they'll sing Of their sov'reign Lord and King ; Safely brought through all their cares, Answer'd all their anxious prayers; All their tears are wiped away, And throughout an endless day Praise shall form their sole employ, Happiness without alloy Shall their glorious portion be, Blest throughout eternity.
Time's migbty river-be has passed its bounds, And gained the ocean of Eternity.
TO THE EVENING STAR. GLITTERING spark! refulgent orb! Well mayest ihoa my thoughts absorb; While I view thee rais'd on bigh Like a diamond in the sky: Like a diamond ?--No, thy light Far more glorious and bright
But the awful contrast view : They who Jesus's mercy knew,
And despised his wondrous grace, | The commencement is a fair sample of Then will sink to that dread place,
this obvious similitude, Where the worm shall never die, But, througbout eternity,
“Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the Each succeeding age will bring
GOLDSMITH, With it this corroding sting.
“Proud Urburgh! once fair city of this land," “ Through my own neglect "I came
DESERTED CITY. To this dire abode of shame ; Once I scoff'd at Jesus' blood,
It never rises far above mediocrity, And despised the wrath of God;
and it seldom sinks beneath it. The Now my day of grace is past,
lines are smooth, and the cadences In this doleful region cast,
harmonious; but it is spun out too I must bear the vengeance due To my sins of deepest hue.
far, giving rise to numerous unnecesBut if I had sought his face,
sary digressions. It extends to eightyHe had not withheld his grace;
six pages, each containing, on an Life was given to seek the Lord,
average, twenty-four lines. The folBut I scorn'd the heav'nly word; Rov'd in sin's bewildering maze,
lowing are among the best. And despis'd religion's ways,
“Now let me turn my lonely wand'ring feet Till the sovereign mandate came,
Amidst yon ruins of a noble street. • Dast thou art,' and to the same
What melancholy silence slumbers here, Thon mast speedily return,
W bere basy tumult lately fill'd the ear! Fit companion for the worm.
Day-dreaming owls in desert chambers Forc'd to listen, to obey, The body sunk, to worms a prey ;
And bird's obscene tbro' useless temples But the principle within,
sweep. All defil'd and staip'd with sin,
Halls that resounded to the voice of bliss, That was harried swiftly on
Now but reverberate the serpent's biss! By a fierce relentless throng,
The untrodden pavement, all with grass o'erUpward; to continue?-No,
grown, But to sink to endless wo;
Shrouds myriad reptiles curl'd beneath each Where each lucid fiery beam,
stone. Which may o'er the darkness gleam,
No feet save mine remain to tread the ground; Will the dreadful future shew,
No other voice invades the still profound. Of this dire abode of wo.
Nor neighing steeds nor rattling wheel is Then the righteous will enjoy
beard ; Peace which noaght can e'er destroy,
Nor midnight sound, except the shrieking
bird: And the wise more highly shine Than the painter's art sublime
No more the proud cathedral's deep-ton'd
bell E'er in liveliest colours drew, Or the cloudless ether blue
Proclaims the circling hours with solemn
swell E'er adorn'd. But brighter they Who had found the heav'nly way,
No more the punctual tradesman marks the Leading them to joy and peace,
day; And endeavour'd to increase
Nor idler loiters his long hours away: Their Redeemer's happy train,
In vain the son his morning beams bestows; And the sinner's heart to gain,
Here none are left to rise from night's reFor their Lord and Saviour dear,
pose; To instruct them in his fear;
The moon in vain her softer radiance pours; Taught them that he died to save
Nope-none remain to hail the pensive Them from an eternal grave.
hours; These sball shine with greater light
Time treads his round, unreckon'd and unThan the glittering planets bright;
And deathlike silence claims this spot her Oh, may I, and all I love, Join that beav'nly host above;
ownThere to praise the Saviour's name,
Here bolds her speechless reign,-here builds And his boundless grace proclaim;
ber midnight throne.” p. 19–20. These are thoughts I love to trace,
The second in order is “ Eva," a When I view thy silv'ry face.
most charming poem. We have sel
| dom, in later years, read more exReview.-The Deserted City; Eva, a quisite poetry, we could hardly per
Tale in two Cantos; and other Poems. suade ourselves that the same author By Joseph Bounden. London. Long- had written both. The poem opens man, Hurst, and Co. 1824. pp. 226. with a description of the beautiful The “ Deserted City” is a simple and Eva; of her romantic habits, and of elegant poem; though too close a re- the magnificent scenery through which semblance of Goldsmith's “Deserted she loved to wander. Mr. B. is very Village.” Hence it is unfortunate, fond of moonlight scenery; so are we. because it cannot but form a contrast The following stanza, for instance, is with that most exquisite performance. I exquisite.