Greece, thy fame was martyred at the shrine of ambition, and patriots were overturned by Democrats. Little could the selfcreated patriot, he whom a modern poet has appropriately called "the pilgrim bard," little could he do for Greece.

There is a shadow cast around the past, but no shadows are so dense but they may be vivified; and England, our free beauteous England, requires only the admission of tyrants, under the cant names of our modern invention, to turn its green vales to desolation, and revive the miseries of ages past.

As in the case of Ireland, one man may arise and seem to compassionate his fellowmen, but he aims at popularity, and would make Ireland triumph to make the country worth his personal attention.

Far wiser for Ireland to look upon England

as a friend, not a foe to place no reliance

:

upon a noisy spirit promising much and performing little; and far wiser for our politicians to dread that degree of popularity which shows itself in that free familiarity between the people and the member: from the moment such a liaison exists, not only Tories or Whigs, but all sensible members, must look upon the Radicals as stepping from the dignity of their position. Let the people know exactly in whose ears to pour their complaints, and there is only murmuring and continual dissatisfaction. Nor can it be denied that to one question a Radical member is able to carry out, he loses two or more; others look upon him merely as the blind which the people use to give free vent to their rebellious disposition. And there is something melancholy when we find men of high ability falling to such a mark.

Thus has he reasoned at first :

"I am not a Radical, if men mean by that

term a disturber of peace and concord, an

envier of the nobles, an enemy to the sovereign and church. But I am in Parliament to serve my country and my kindred, and I can only do so by listening to the voice of the humblest, and taking all the lowliest petitions which may be handed to me."

But, as the great Medici said, "Ce n'est rien de bien commencer, il faut bien finir."

The speech of a Radical some years after the first recorded would be totally different.

"I tried to serve the people," he would exclaim, "and how have I been rewarded? I have no place under government, the nobles mistrust me; the people make me their champion, and coin grievances, that I may redress them. What have I left? Popularity!

I

will see my name in print; I will hear it pronounced familiarly by that great body-the people."

There is no room in our country for a

Cromwell, a Napoleon,

or even a Louis

Philippe; if there were, a friend of the people would play the conspicuous part in the modern drama.

We have been thus bold, because, at this present moment, we could trace the names of two or three popular members who are falling into error, who began their political career with a holy feeling of patriotism at their heart, and are ending by sickening at the ingratitude around them.

Thus is life, ingratitude is the reward of merit, and politicians cannot expect to meet with kindlier feelings than the rest of mankind. Yet, despair not, ye who, following a manly career, have duty and honour at heart; the day will come when your name, respected and beloved, will be more appreciated, if your good deeds be done in secret,

than should they be eulogized and commented on at the precise moment of your exertion. In the poet's words, or rather against them, "Deceive not the world with ornament, but remember that the truest patriots have been the most modest men." Politicians, go forth and do good, rather than seek to be great; let the cots of England be gladdened by your efforts, and power possess a sacred value in

your eyes.

The pomp of praise is not the supremest joy; man's truest recompense lies within his own heart.