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in that vast world towards which your longing eyes are turning; pause, therefore, Young England, pause I and remember that the character formed in youth will be matured, not altered, in manhood.
If ambition be the master charm of man, youth may, at least, pause ere he embarks in such a cause,-he can, at least, reflect upon what subject to found his ambition. Is it for self-aggrandisement only ? let him turn over the pages of history, and behold the end of that vaulting ambition which seeks worlds for its patrimony and monarchs for its prey.
Does the young politician wish for high eloquence ? Alas! his glorious speeches cannot quell a nation's groans,—and memory cannot recall one circumstance in which words can possibly triumph over deeds.
Go forth and learn, Young England, ere ye attempt to teach ; learn that your name should
not signify a party, but be the distinctive mark between those triflers of time who never think of their country, save as a safe dwellingplace, and those who await for maturer age; await, in study and observance of men and manners, for that period when the welfare of England shall be committed to their care.
Great world, where poverty and sadness are constantly standing in opposition to riches and joy,—the time will come when happiness will be recognized in comparative poverty as well as in affluence—but for this, though many may be poor, none should be in want. Let Sorrow die, and Hope unfurl her joyous wings, let Might and Power be the twin genius of Justice and Religion, and let each young man in our British Isle feel himself a patriot.
The wide world of Fame is spread before your anxious gaze, and no matter in what profession ye seek for its attainment, honour is the only sure road towards the goal; the architect of man's fortune lies within himself, for the truest fortune he can obtain is to reflect in old age that he has done his duty.
How exalted are Pope's words
“An honest man's the noblest work of God.”
There is something sublime in the idea of being the noblest work from the great Creator's hands; and how many moral virtues the patriot must nurture if he would always remain an honest man.
A political career is a vast field of temptation, ambition is constantly in a vortex of excitement; tempting voices, like waters rushing on the plains, are threatening to invade the pure feelings of the heart, whilst envy, jealousy, and even hatred, are directed like venomed arrows against the politician's breast. Happy the man who is proof against the temptations of a public career! he is, indeed, an honest man.
As honesty belongs to no age, let Young England lay the foundation of his career upon that never-failing basis. Let Young England shake hands with Old England, both having one aim, to live respected and die regretted.
Yes, let our old and much-respected politicians be the model for the rising generation; and oh ! ye young men in the glow of health, remember that pleasure, worldly, sensual pleasure is but a fleeting ray, leaving no shadow, save regret.
“Oh! pleasure brief as bright thou art,
A momentary ray-
Cultivate pleasures and joys, unfading.
above the delusive tinsel, which gilds with counterfeit splendour-begin your early career in virtue, and you will end your days in happiness. Walk through this world of pilgrimage, so that its pageantry shall have wrought you no ill; cultivate those virtues which are alike the portion of poor and rich, till they become too often choked with the follies, if not the vices of society.
If we deem the life of a virtuous man beautiful, there is a still more holy beauty in his death: he has so lived as to look forward to a brighter inheritance; his conscience has echoed language born above; his sins have been the heir-looms of our first parents ; his virtues have been his own training. A holy smile takes away the cold aspect of death; the sobs of the poor are the requiems which his parting soul receives.
Young England, yours is now the bloom of