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And every gale that sweeps along,
And every storm that rends the sky,
Though rude, harmonious join the song-
Of glory to the God on high!

'Tis heard, when rivers gently lave
Their pebbly beds with stilly sound-
And from the lake's scarce rippling wave,
It breathes a note of peace profound.

'Tis heard, when mountain-torrents urge, From cliff to cliff, their limpid store'Tis heard when calmly flows the surge, Or 'midst the ocean's loudest roar.

Its mighty waters, as they roll,

Through realms unknown, to shores untrod, With ceaseless voice, from pole to pole,

Proclaim the glory of their God!

From trackless wastes, where blooms the heath, A thousand tiny voices swell,

A thousand notes responsive breathe,

Where clustering violets scent the dell.

From woodland, coppice, bower, and grove,
Melodious pours the liquid strain,
Mingling with deeper notes of love

Where pasturing herds o'erspread the plain.

And from the forest's darkest shade,

The mountain's cliff by tempests riven, The deep ravine, the wilder'd glade, Ascends that song to God in heaven.

And who art thou that walk'st the earth,
Of God the highly favour'd one,
Stamp'd with his image at thy birth,

An heir of glory near his throne,—

Lord of the soil! yet stranger here,
Short is thy time on life's brief stage;
Yet all was made and given to cheer
Thee on thy fated pilgrimage.

Link of the chain 'twixt earth and heaven,
Mysterious Man, child of the clay,
Spirit divine, to whom is given
A higher hope, a brighter day.

Mortal, immortal, lost, redeem'd,
Adoring join th' Archangel's song,
A brighter love on thee has beam'd,
Than ever knew the angelic throng!

Then let thy song, thy soul ascend
In raptured notes that pierce the sky,
And earth, with heaven united, blend
In one full choir of harmony!

E. E.

9

THE INFLUENCE OF RICHES

ON THE CHARACTER AND MANNERS OF THE ENGLISH.

"Put Money in thy Purse.

THE desire to obtain wealth by honest means, when not carried to excess, is a natural and praiseworthy feeling, as it stimulates industry and developes ingenuity; but when it degenerates into a disease of the mind, when it renders the heart callous to the cries of the wretched, when it freezes the hand of friendship, destroys all principle, dries up the sources of affection, demoralizes a whole people, then it becomes a vice of the very worst description, and confirms in the eyes of even the most superficial observer, that "the love of money is indeed the root of all evil.”

The pride and insolence generated by overgrown riches, is in no country so striking as in England. There, good education, polished manners, liberality of mind, beauty of person, are no passport to society, unaccompanied by wealth. In general, in the eyes of an Englishman, the latter alone is necessary to constitute excellence :-hence the uneasy feeling of the poor but educated man, when he finds himself placed amongst those, whose ideas are limited to the price of Stocks, or the value of Land-hence the mortification at seeing vulgarity and ignorance patronised, courted, and followed.

Ask an Englishman who was the person

you introduced to me yesterday? the answer will generally be, "Oh! he is a very gentlemanly man, a man of very good property;" or, when wishing to speak with contempt of another, he is described as "a low vagabond, not worth sixpence." Ask an Englishwoman if her friend is well married? the answer invariably is, "Oh! it is an excellent match, he is a man of very good property;" or, "she has been a very foolish girl I am sorry to say; a wretched speculation; she has thrown herself away on a man scarce worth a farthing." Place a man of gentlemanly manners, and in person like the Apollo Belvidere, but known to be without fortune, in English society, beside a wealthy man, of little mind and most ordinary appearance, who would receive the greatest share of attention? The question is easily answered, undoubtedly the rich man-such is the magical effect of moneyalthough no one of the company expects to be benefited, in the remotest degree, by the great wealth which he possesses.-An Englishman, when he wishes to impress upon others an idea of his consequence, frequently mentions the extravagant price he has paid for his house, his horse, or any other of his possessions; at his table, his anxiety to elicit your admiration of his riches, is displayed by telling you the high price he has paid for the wine you are drinking, accompanied with the remark, that "it is the very best could be bought in the city,"-a polite way of informing you, that you are swallowing at each glass a part of his property. An English gentleman cannot comprehend the possibility of securing the affections and services of the lower orders, by any other means than

that of payment; he considers his domestics as so many machines, put in motion by the power of money; he hires them like pack-horses, uses, abuses, and discharges them at pleasure; consequently, that humble, yet warm attachment-so common in Scotland and in Ireland—of the servant, to the family in which he lives, arising out of kindness on the one hand, and gratitude on the other, in England is almost unknown. It was Swift who remarked, "that civility cost so little, he was surprised he did not meet with more of it in the world," but, had he lived in the present time, he would have found good reason to alter his opinion; for now there is abundance in the English market, and the quantity supplied varies, according to the capital of the purchaser; for, like every thing else amongst a people where a too extended commerce has produced an insatiable thirst for money, the common courtesies of life are turned to account, and the obsequious smile of the tradesman, the cringing bow of "mine host," the bustling servility of the waiter, the sneaking touch of the hat of the lower orders, and the humility that is marked in every joint of all with whom you may have any dealings, are only so many speculations on your pocket, and are practised in the hope of obtaining your custom, or attracting your notice. When these symptoms are met with, it is high time to look to your purse, and to say, with Sterne, "I am determined not to give them a single sous.”—On the Continent, the public edifices, and private collections of paintings, sculpture, &c., are thrown open, gratis, to the public; but with us payment is demanded, and the opulent sons of the Church, pocket without

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