the religion of | Britain, a- | gainst the | tyranny of | Rome, if these | worse than | popish | cruelties, inquisi- torial | practices, are en- | dured a- | mong us. and | 777To send | forth the | merciless | Indian, 17 thirsting for blood! against whom? 919 your protestant | brethren! | to lay | country, to | desolate their | dwellings, tirpate their | race and | name, waste their and ex- | by the | aid and | instru | men- | tality of these un- | governable | savages! 7719 Spain can no longer | boast | pre-eminence in barbarity. 111 She | armed herself with blood| hounds to ex- | tirpate the | wretched | natives of | Mexico; we, | more | ruthless, loose those | brutal | | | | warriors against our | countrymen | in A- | merica, en-deared to us by every | tie that can | sanctify hu- | manity. |19|17|I| solemnly | call upon your lordships, and upon | every | order of | men in the state, to stamp upon this infamous pro- | cedure | the in- | delible | stigma of the | public ab- | horrence. | 7777 More par- | ticularly, |I| call upon the | venerable prelates of our re-ligion,|to| do a- | way this in- | iquity: || let them per- | form a lus- | tration | to purify the country from this deep 111111 My | lords, deadly sin. and weak, and I am | old | and at present un- | able to say | were more; but my | feelings and | indig- | nation | too strong to have al- | lowed me to say | less. I could not have | slept | this | night in my | bed, nor even re- | posed my | head upon my | pillow, | with-out giving | vent to my | steadfast ab- | horrence of such e- | normous and pre- | posterous | princi. ples. 71 TIMON'S ADDRESS TO THE THIEVES. TIMON. Why should you want? | Be- | hold, the earth hath roots; | With- in this | mile break | forth a | hundred | springs: The | oaks bear | mast, the | briars | scarlet | hips: | The bounteous | housewife, | nature, Lays her | full | mess be- | fore you. | why want? | on each | bush | Want? | 77 | 1st THIEF. We cannot | live on | grass, on | berries, | water, | As beasts, and | birds, and | fishes. | TIM. Nor on the | beasts them- | selves, the | birds, fishes: 91991 and You must eat | men. Yet | thanks I | must you | con, That you are thieves pro- | fessed; that you | work not In | holier | shapes: || for there is | boundless | theft In | limited pro- | fessions. || Rascal | thieves, | Here's gold: | Go, | suck the | subtle | blood of the | grape, | Till the high | fever | seethe your | blood to froth, | And so 'scape | hanging: trust not the phy- | sician; 11 His antidotes are | poison, and | he | slays | More than you | rob:|| take | wealth and | lives to- | gether; 1 Do | villany, do, | since you pro- | fess to | do't, | Like workmen. I'll ex- ample you with ❘ thievery; | I | | The sun's a thief, and | with his great at- | traction | Robs the vast sea: the moon's an | arrant | thief, | I And her pale | fire she | snatches from the The sea's a thief, whose | liquid | surge re- | solves The moon into | salt | tears: the earth's a | thief, | | From general excrement: || each | thing's a | thief: | The laws, your curb and rough power whip, in their | Have un-check'd | theft. | Love not your- | selves: a-way; 71 Rob one another. There's more | gold: 17 | | cut throats; 71 || All that you meet are | thieves: To | Athens, go, | Break open | shops; | nothing can you | steal, CESAR'S PASSAGE OF THE RUBICON. A GENTLEMAN, Mr. Chairman, speaking of | Cæsar's be- | nevolent | dispo- | sition, and of the re | luc ob- | tance with | which he | entered into the | civil | war, serves, | "How | long did he | pause upon the | brink of the | Rubicon?" 11117| How | came he to the | brink of | that river? 7117| How | dared he | cross it? | |77|Shall | private | men re- | spect the | boundaries of | private property, and shall a man | pay no re- | spect to the boundaries of his country's | rights? 1991 How dared he | cross that river? 10! but | | | he paused upon the brink. He should have | pe1 rished upon the brink❘ere he had crossed it! 717 | | Why does a | man's | heart | palpitate | when he is on the point of com- | mitting an | unlawful | deed? Why did he | pause? Why does the | murderer, his | victim | sleeping be- | fore him, and his | glaring | eye | taking the measure of the | blow, | strike | wide of the | mortal part? Because of | conscience! 'Twas that made | Cæsar | pause upon the | brink of the | Rubicon. Com- passion! || What com- | passion? | The com- passion of an as- | sassin, that | feels a | momentary | shudder, as his weapon be- | gins to cut! | Cæsar paused upon the brink of the | Rubicon! | What was the Rubicon? The boundary of | Cæsar's province. From what did it | separate his province? From his | country. Was that country a desert? | No; | rich and prosperous! it was ❘ cultivated and | fertile, Its | sons were | men of genius, | spirit, and gene- | rosity! | Its | daughters were | lovely, | susceptible, and | chaste! |71 Friendship was its in- | habitant! habitant! | Do- | mestic af- | fection tant! Love was its in was its in- | habi | | Liberty was its in- | habitant! 1974 All | bounded by the | stream of the | Rubicon! 177 What was Cæsar | that | stood upon the | bank of that | stream? | A | traitor, | bringing | war and pestilence | into the heart of that | country!|11|17| No | wonder that he | paused! No wonder if his i- | magi- | nation wrought upon by his conscience, be- | held | blood | in- | stead of | water; || heard groans instead of murmurs! he had and | No | wonder if some gorgon | horror had turned him into | stone I upon the spot!|11|17| But, no! he | cried, "The die is cast!" | 77He | plunged! |he| crossed! | and | Rome was free no ❘ more! JAMES S. KNOWLES. |