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you, she experienceth a joy, for which the whole world, if offered in exchange, would be instantly rejected with disdain ? Her charge, feeble and helpless as it is, can make her no returns. Only the procures ease and comfort for her child ; and its happiness confti. tutes her own. Thus, again, with regard to every connection friendship induces us to form in society, we seek not the satisfacs tion alone of being esteemed or beloved, but that of exciting in another the sentiments which delight ourselves. The end of the affection is, to render its object happy, and so to be happy by reflection. Whence that general wish in every civilized person, to make himself agreeable to those around him, and recommend himself to their good opinion?' It is a tacit acknowledgment that we must please others, if we would be pleased ourselves.

The inequality of mankind, ordained by Providence for this end, among others, offer to us continually the opportunities of thus becoming happy. We are unhappy, because we neglect to seize and improve them; since it is an incontrovertible truth, that as no man was ever happy, while employed in making others miferable; so no one was ever miserable while employed in making others happy ;. and he was a wise as well as a good prince, who declared the day to be lost, that was not marked in the calendar of beneficence. To bis character the imperial diadem could add no dignity.

With the advantages possessed by different persons it should be as with the commodities produced by different countries ; the abundance of one should supply the necessities of another. God formed the human heart to be the dispenser of blessings, which are sure to return to it again, in the course of circulation. He made man for society, and designed not that he should be happy. alone,

We may be convinced, by a little reflection, that the gifts of Heaven, poured in ever such profusion around him, cannot make him fo. 'Self is an idol, that can contribute no more to its own well-being, than the idols worshipped of old. Take a man out of the world, place him in solitude, and you will see, that all the fupposed sources of felicity fail at once. Invest him with power : there are none on whom it can be exercised. Fill his treasury with gold and silver : they have lost all their value. Let him possess the highest reputation : there is no one to regard it. Bestow upon him the abilities of an angel: they will prey upon them. selves, for want of other materials. Adorn him with every ac. complishment: every accomplishment will be useless. Nay, of piety itself, practised only in folitude, it has been remarked by an elegant writer, that, “like the flower blooming in the desart, it may give it's fragrance to the winds of heaven, and delight those unbodied spirits that survey the works of God and the a&tions of men ; but it bestows no assistance upon earthly beings,

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Let us now, therefore, conduct our candidate for happiness back into society, with his possessions and talents, and let us fhew him, how he must employ them, for the attainment of his end. They may be employed to the prejudice, they should be employed for the benefit of his fellow creatures, or he will live and die in a state of disappointment and vexation.

Power, by the little satisfaction it otherwise affords, will quickly convince him to whom it has been committed, that it was not given to gratify himself at the expence of those under his com. mand, but to be exercised for their advantage. Heroes were thought, of old, to be the sons of the Deity. But he did not send them from above, to seize and divide kingdoms, to ravage provinces, to fack towns, and destroy the unfortunate. They came to relieve misery, to succour distress, and to be a blessing to their fellow-citizens and countrymen. Sometimes, indeed, they could not become such, but by resisting and vanquishing their common enemies. But the glory of conquest is always stained with blood. It can only be acquired by carnage and death. Many may rejoice and triumph; but many muft mourn and be un. done. Glory, pare and spotless, is that which results from fe. licity procured and bestowed.

Wherein consisteth the happiness attendant on wealth ? In the toil with which it is acquired ? As reasonably might we search after it in the mines, or in the galleys. In contemplating it, when acquired? The world itself, for once, passes a right judgment, and despiseth the wretch who seeks it there. In hazarding it at the gaming table ? The pleasures afforded by the rack are as eligible. The discipline of eastern hermits was mild and indulgent, compared with the pains and penances, the anxieties and horrors, with which those vigils are kept. In procuring the means of riot and excess ? But they prey upon the strength, and depress the spirits. If the rich man would enjoy a sound mind in a healthy body (and who can be called happy that doth not?) he must live like the poor man; he must attain and preserve them by temperance and exercise, that is, by labour and abstinence, abstinence from food of such quality, and in such quantity, as his appetite would provoke him to take down.

We are told of a philosopher, who threw his money into the sea, left it should corrupt it's master. The action has been much applauded, but it may be questioned whether it afforded any proof of his proficiency. Rightly used, others might have been the better, himself the happier, and not the less virtuous, for it.

On a like principle, for many centuries, nụmbers of Christians, in order to be perfect, left all, and retired into the wilderness. Indeed, in those dreadful days, when, under the heathen emperors, the furnace of persecution was heated seven times more than it was wont to be beated, we can blame none who endeavoured to

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get out of the reach of fuch tremendous flames. What began by necessity, was afterwards continued by choice. To avoid a defeat, the soldiers of Jesus betook themselves to flight. But, surely, the Chriftian hero should engage and conquer. He who is furnished with the ability to do good, should continue in the world, where good'is to be done. The man of opulence, what is he but few. ard to the fovereign Proprietor of all things ? It cannot be his duty to forfake those of the houshold over which he is placed ; and it should be his delight to take care of them. God grudges him not the necessaries, the conveniences, the comforts of life for himself; but only directs him, wisely and graciously directs him, to promote his Lord's glory, and his own happiness, by extending his concern to all around him. He who, in-such circumstances, will not be persuaded fo to do, should recollect, that the hour is coming, and muft soon come, when it shall be said unto him, by a messenger, who will admit no excuse, and brook no delay, “ Give “ an account of thy ftewardship, for thou mayest be no longer « fteward."

The talents of the mind, whether natural, acquired, or infused from above, stand on the foot with power and riches. They are given, as an apostle informs us, “ to profit withal : " to profit others; to lead men into the paths of wisdom and virtue, of re. ligion and piety, Genius and learning, employed, for a long course of years, in seducing the ininds of men to infidelity, and exciting their passions to vice, afford but a melancholy retrofpect to declining age. The bitterest reflection we can have to make in our last hours, is this, thạt mankind are the worse for us ; next to it is the reflection, that they are not the better. Wouldest thou, then, be blessed in thy mental endowments ? Take care that thy brethren be blessed by them.

Thus hath God ordained it to be, in every instance. Nor can it be otherwise, if the blessedness of man consisteth in a resem. blance of his Maker. He is himself the most beneficient of beings, and he is the happiest. He giveth all, and he can receive nothing, but the humble acknowledgments, the grateful praises of his creas tures. He openeth his hand, and filleth all things living with plenteousness. The eyes of all wait upon him, the whole family in heaven and earth lookeih up to him for a supply of every want, and he giveth them their food in due season. He clothes the pastures with flocks, the hills with woods, the gardens with flowers, and the vallies with corn. By him, through him, in him, we live, and move, and have our being. Power, riches, and wil. dom are bis, and they are all exerted for the good of man. He is mighty ; but he is mighty to save: his riches are the riches of mercy and grace: and his wisdom plans oür welfare. He wouli bave all men to be saved, and to come to a knowledge of the truth. He is pleased to represent his own happiness as depending on that of his people : he is described as rejoicing, when it is VOL. XIX. Dec, 1796.

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If the glory of the Godhead be too dazzling an object for the eyes of frail mortality stedfastly to behold, view that glory veiled in human nature. Consider the author and finisher of our fal. vation, Christ Jesus. He gave himself for us. He came down from heaven to give life to the world, from which he received only persecution, forrow, pain, and death. Yet the delight af, forded him by his employment was an overbalance for all his suf. ferings. It was his refreshment, and his support, through the course of his pilgrimage. “My meat," faith he, “is to do my “ father's will, and to finish his work.” He “ went about, doing "good." His life was ever active, and ever useful. Living, he preached, wherever he came, the doctrine of salvation; dying, he bore his last teftimony to it's truth. For the suffering of death crowned with honour, invested with all power, and seated at the right hand of the majesty in the heavens, like his bright representative in the firmament, he diffuses light and life unto the ends of the earth; he reigns and shines for the benefit of the world: and, in so doing, he is pronounced and proclaimed, by every creature, blessed for evermore."

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GOING TO THE HOUSE OF GOD.
W HATE'ER the giddy world conceive

Of vanities below,
I only for those pleasures live

That lasting joy bestow,
(How oft my contemplative muse

This favourite theme has sung,
As haply I was wont to rove

My native shades among !)
My willing feet how swift they move

A long and dangerous way;
(Invited by a Saviour's love,)

I tread with no dismay;
Eager to gain the blest retreat,

Where richest comfort flows, :
And hear the sound of tidings sweet

His mefsengers disclose :
That balm to heal the wounded mind

When needful cares oppress,
Those cares almighty love design'd

To lead to happiness.
For human ills, if ills they be,

From Him in mercy flow :
That Man his real good may see,
And all his weakness know.

Misfortune,

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Misfortune, with her sullen brow,
- My former days have known;
And many an hour, surcharg'd with woe,

Has cost me many a groan.
But from on high a voice I heard, .

Sweeter than angels' song,
Whence truths divine my bosom cheer'd,

And praise inspir'd my tôngue.
O let that tongue for ever bless ·

The kind, the dark decree:
It was a fan&tified distress,

And brought new joys to me. :-
Affliction oft but serves to hide

Some good as yet unknown;
Faith turns the inystic veil aside, .'

And finds it all her own. : ; [Mrs. COWPER.

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AN ELEGIAC CANZONET.

By R. W. SOUTHWELL.
T AIL, pensive Muse! and lonely shades,
11 Where Melancholy reigns !
While gloomy Death my soul pervades,

And wretchedness obtains..
From mortal ken fain would I dwell,

There in some lowly vale,
My burthen'd mind with grief would tell

Her dolorific. tale.
Where audience philosophic reigns,

Yea, Nature's soothing powers,
In broken accents ! Mournful: strains !

I'd spend my fleeting hours.
No rural sports should break the peace

Throughout the passing day,
Nor yain allurements ever chase,

Or interrupt my lay.
For Nature gently bush'd around

Should all attention be,
And silence, - midnight and profound,

Would aid my destiny.
There would I mourn a much lov'd Child,

Who scarce one lustre ran,
Beauteous in form, - in temper mild ; -

A first and only Son.
The morning blush adorn'd his face, -

And health beam'd from his eye ;
His infant accents flow'd with grace:

Why was he born to die ?

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