SONNET.

TO HER I LOVE.

UNLIKE the flattered beauties of our race,

That rule in loveliness where'er they be,
Yet leave upon the heart of man no trace
Of living undisturbed identity,

The light embodied in thy pleasing face
Glows with a fond beatitude on me,

As does the pure invigorating grace
That issues from the Throne of Deity.

Around my soul the fertilizing rays

Disport in images profusely sweet;

And wrapped in such delight, no moral haze

Obscures my daily path or lone retreat:

A feast of more than earthly bliss I share,

For thou art with me, and then heaven is there.

A MIDNIGHT STUDY.

SWEET are the midnight hours that shed A hallowed peace on all around,

As when by some bright spirit led,

We quit the sphere of earthly ground.

Irradiate then, and uncontrolled,

The spirit in its fervour soars

Amidst the brilliant starry fold,
And God in every stage adores.

Or by a deep mysterious law,

Devised by uncreated Love,

We muse awhile in sacred awe

With some departed friend above.

To mingle thus in silent night

With visions of celestial birth,

Is to behold a glorious light,

Whose coruscations reach the earth.

And even while we gaze thereon,

Increasing faith exalts the glow,

For heaven and earth appear as one, To light our feet where'er we go.

AN ADDRESS

IN AID OF A PROJECTED BAZAAR FOR REDUCING THE DEBT INCURRED IN THE ERECTION OF WESLEY CHAPEL, NOTTINGHAM. MAY, 1841.

CHRISTIANS in common, of whatever sect
Be ye to whom I tender my respect,-

Know that the Lord, beyond the humble prayer
Of those o'er whom He rules with sovereign care,
Asks in return for all His hands have given

A cheerful offering at the shrine of heaven.

Permit me then your sympathy to ask,

Since upon me devolves the pleasing task,

In favour of that section of His Church

In which have flourished men of great research,
From Wesley down to those who now proclaim
Within the chapel honoured by his name,

Truths which the God to whom they owe their birth

Commanded to be taught through all the Earth.

When late the friends of " Wesley Chapel " met

In annual concert to reduce the debt

Incurred thereon, a project from the "chair"

Enjoined a large instalment for the year.

Urged with befitting cogency it found

Conviction in the hearts of all around;
Some promising their efforts in so far
As should consist in aiding a Bazaar.
Is it too much for me to ask of you,
In proof of your concurrence in our view,

That which in substance you can well afford,
And which shall duly serve to grace our board?

In earliest ages, when in sad despair

Of reclamation stood the guilty pair,

Imploring heaven with penitential tears

To be the guardian of their future years,

A voluntary sacrifice was made

Conducive to the end for which they prayed.