Error's enemy, and acolyte of science, firm in sober argument,
The calm philosopher marshalleth his facts, noting on his page their

These pour mercies upon men; and others, little less in honour,
By cheerful wit and graphic tale refreshening the harassed spirit.
But, there be other some beside, buyers and sellers in the temple,
Who shame their high vocation, greedy of inglorious gain ;
There be, who, fabricating books, heed of them meanly as of merchandise ;
And seek nor use, nor truth, nor fame, but sell their minds for lucre:
O, false brethren! ye wot indeed the labour, but are witless of the love;
O lying prophets, chilled in soul, unquickened by the life of inspiration !
And there be, who, frivolous and vain, seek to make others foolish,
Snaring Youth by loose sweet song, and Age by selfish maxim ;
Cleverly heartless, and wittily profane, they swell the river of corruption :
Brilliant satellites of sin,-my soul, be not found among their company.
And there be, who, haters of religion, toil to prove it priestcraft,
Owning none other aim nor hope, but to confound the good :
Woe unto them ! for their works shall live; yea, to their utter con-

demnation : Woe! for their own handwriting shall testify against them for ever.

Pure is the happiness of Authorship : I glorify mine office;
Albeit lightly having sipped the cup of its lower pleasures.
For it is to feel with a father's heart, when he yearneth on the child of his

affections ; To rejoice in a man's own miniature world, gladdened by its rare arrange

ment. The poem, is it not a fabric of mind ? we love what we create : That choice and musical order,-how pleasant is the toil of composition ! Yea, when the volume of the universe was blazoned out in beauty by its

Author, God was glad, and blessed his work; for it was very good. And shall not the image of his Maker be happy in his own mind's doing, Looking on the structure he hath reared, gratefully, with sweet com

placence ? Shall not the Miverva of his brain, panoplied and perfect in proportions, Gladden the soul and give light unto the eyes of him the travailing parent ? Go to the sculptor, and ask him of his dreams,—wherefore are his nights so

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LAngel, faces, and beautiful shapes, fascinate the pale Pygmalion, reddish Go to the painter, and trace his reveries,—wherefore are his days so sunny

? Choice design and skilful colouring charm the flitting hours of Parrhasius):

Even so; walking in his buoyancy, intoxicate with fairy fancies, frigte 11 e The young enthusiast of authorship goeth on his way rejoicing i Tobala

Behold,--he is gallantly attended ; legions of thrilling thoughts - Throng about the standard of his mind, and call his Will their captain T Behold,—his court is as a monarch's; ideas, and grand imaginations Swell, with gorgeous cavalcade, the splendour of his Spiritual State ieri Behold,—he is delicately served; for oftentimes, in solitary calmnesse do Some mental fair Egeria smileth on her Numa's worships in elicu odT Behold,the is happy; there is gladness in his eye, and his heart is a

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from air zo brdons p out. Donar risidW Kea show dignified; and worthy, full of privilege and happiness, sitesi aH Standeth in: majestic independence the self-ennobled Author! zblido aill For God hath blessed him with a mind, and cherished it in tendemess and filtrow a purity,triali migatire od POSTAL riyiroib aiH

Hath taughtit in the whisperings of wisdom, and added all the riches of ebreano content is eno au sea reitn II hrson tosit to robusta od to I 9 Therefore, leaning on his Godsia pensioner for soul and bodysu;

102 920077 His spirit is the subject of none other, calling no man Master-n77 His hopes are mighty and eternal, scorning small ambitions : He hideth from the pettiness of praise, and pitieth the feebleness of envy. If he meet honours, well ; it may be his humility to take them : If he be rebuked, better ; his veriest enemy shall teach him. For the master-mind hath a birthright of eminence; his cradle is an eagle's

P9119eyrie :! pingaz (1x VW ;" *71m 348 2018 mguidt IJA Need but to wait till his wings are grown, and genius soareth to the sun: To creeping things upon the mountain·leavoth her the gradual ascent, IIA Resting his swiftness on the summit only for a higher flightstqasetu IIA Glad in{clear good-conscience, lightly doth he look for commendation, What, if the prophet łacketh honour ? for he can spare that praiseje 9W othe honest-giant careth not to be patted on the back by pigmiesiog .101

Flatter greatness, he brooketh it good-humouredly: blame him,-thou air ni stiltest at a pyramid: 0 trabajos de Hipping to moixs edT Yet, just censure of the good never can he hear without contrition ;

Neither would he miss one wise man's praise, for scarce is that jewel and

costly. Only for the herd of common minds, and the vulgar trumpetings of fame, If aught he heedeth in the matter, his honour is sought in their neglect. Slender is the ma and little is the glory, when round his luscious

fruits The worm and the wasp and the multitude of flies are gathered as to ban

quet; Fashion's freak, and the critical sting, and the flood of flatteries, he scorneth; Cheerfully asking of the crowd the favour to forget him : The while his blooming fruits ripen in richer fragrance, A feast for the few,-and the many yet unborn,—who still shall love their


So then, humbly with his God, and proudly independent of his fellows,
Walketh, in pleasures multitudinous, the man ennobled by his pen :
He hath built up, glorious architect, a monument more durable than brass ;
His children's children shall talk of him in love, and teach their sons his

honour :
His dignity hath set him among princes, the universe is debtor to his worth,
His privilege is blessing for ever, his happiness shineth now,
For he standeth of that grand Election, each man one among a thousand,
Whose sound is gone out into all lands, and their words to the end of the



All things being are in mystery; we expound mysteries by mysteries ;
And yet the secret of them all is one in simple grandeur :
All intricate, yet each path plain, to those who know the way;
All unapproachable, yet easy of access, to them that hold the key :
We walk among labyrinths of wonder, but thread the mazes with a clue;
We sail in chartless seas, but behold! the pole-star is above us.
For, counting down from God's good-will, thou meltest every riddle into

him, The axiom of reason is an undiscovered God, and all things live in his


There is only one great secret; but that one hideth every where;
How should the infinite be understood in Time, when it stretcheth on un-

grasped for ever;
Can a halting Edipus of earth guess that enigma of the universe ?
Not one : the sword of faith must cut the Gordian knot of nature,

God, pervading all, is in all things the mystery of each;
The wherefore of its character and essence, the fountain of its virtues and

its beauties.
The child asketh of its mother,—Wherefore is the violet so sweet?
The mother answereth her babe,

Darling, God hath willed it. And sages, diving into science, have but a profundity of words, They track, for some few links, the circling chain of consequence, And then, after doubts and disputations, are left where they began. At the bald conclusion of a clown, things are because they are. Wherefore are the meadows green, is it not to gratify the eye ? But why should greenness charm the eye ? such is God's good will. Wherefore is the ear attuned to a pleasure in musical sounds, And who set a number to those sounds, and fixed the laws of harmony ? Who taught the bird to build its nest, or lent the shrub its life, Or poised in the balances of order the power to attract and to repel ? Who continueth the worlds, and the sea, and the heart in motion ? Who commanded gravitation to tie down all upon its sphere ?For even as a limestone cliff is an aggregate of countless shells, One riddle concrete of many, a mystery compact of mysteries, So God, cloudcapped in immensity, standeth the cohesion of all things, And secrets, sublimely indistinct, permeate that Universe, Himself: As is the whole, so are the parts, whether they be mighty or minute : The sun is not more unexplained than the tissue of an emmet's wing.

Thus, then, omnipresent Deity worketh his unbiassed mind,
A mind, one in moral, but infinitely multiplied in means :
And the uniform prudence of his will cometh to be counted law,
Till mutable man fancieth volition, stirring in the potter's clay:
God, a wise father, showeth not his reasons to his babes;
But willeth in secrecy and goodness; for causes generate dispute :
Tlien we, his darkling children, watch that invariable purpose,
And invest the passive creature with its Maker's energy and skill.
Therefore, they of old time stopped short of God in idols ;

Therefore, in these latter days, we heed not the Jehovah in his works.T -Mystery is God's great name? He is the mystery of goodnessiziode wo!! Some other, from the hierarchs of heaven, usurped the mystery of sin. God is the King, yea, even of himself; he crowned himself with choliness; The burning circlet of iniquity another found and wore. pl.: 911 : 4,070 317 God is separate, even from his attributes; but he willed eternally the

good; !!! Po mature 117 israils euisvrbo lTherefore freely, though unchangeably, is wise, righteous, and loving: T But ambition, open unto angels, saw the evil, flung aside from everlasting: It was Lucifer that? saw; and nothing loathed those black hunclaimed

regalia, 'n sirb),nileirin-, ! "goud (345,116 TCI *OW ST So he coveted and stole, to be counted for a king, antagonist of God ar A Bul when he touched the leprous robes, behold, a cheated traitora mim .am 72;

1.3.4***:1. I 15:11: Toto ou bua For self-existence, 'charactered with love, with power, wisdom, and ubiquity, si

*i..!vink, Kris Too Could not dwell alone, but willed and worked creation. lola river & Thus in continual exhalation, darkening the void with matter, (31ū! Sprang from prolific Deity the creatures of his skill; it in for ouwlat. And beings, living on his breath, were needfully less perfect than himself, Therefore less capable of bliss, whereat his benevolence was bounded-so). So to make the capability expand; intensely progressive to eternity, o17 He suffered darkness to illustrate the light, and pain to heighten pleasure ; To heap. up happiness on souls he loved, allowed he sin and sorrow, 101 And then to guilt and grief and shame, he brought unbidden amnesty :0) Sinlessi none had been redeemed, nor wrapt again in God:,: .22 Sorrawless, i no conflict had been known, and heaven had been mulcted of :rits comfort:inica

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boti A Yea, with evil unexhibited, probationary toils unfelt, a tou ki OdT Men had not appreciated good, nor angels valued their security. Herein, to reason's eye, is revealed the mystery of goodness, 191) EMT Blessing through permitted woe, and teaching by the mystery of sing, A

wsi beppogg! On") ** I to Tosin aithra O Chhristian, whose chastened curiosity loveth things mysterious, IiT Accounting them shadows and eclipses of fiim the one great light, bo Look nevy, satisfied with faith, on minds that judge by.sense, im into I And dull from contemplating matter, take small heed of spirit. T Toiling feebly upward, their argument tracketh from belows tasumi lura They catch the latest consequent, and prove the nearest cause :topT

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