them as enthusiasm and folly, have inward feelings of their own, which, though they would, they cannot sup press. We have been too long in the secret, ourselves, to account the proud, the ambitious, or the voluptuous, happy. We must lose the remembrance of what we once were, before we can believe that a man is satisfied with himself, merely because he endeavours to appear so. A smile upon the face is often but a mask worn occasionally and in company, to prevent, if possi ble, a suspicion of what at the same time is passing in the heart. We know that there are people who seldom smile when they are alone; who, therefore, are glad to hide themselves in a throng from the violence of their own reflections; and who, while by their looks and language they wish to persuade us they are happy, would be glad to change their conditions with a dog. But in defiance of all their efforts, they continue to think, forebode, and tremble. This we know, for it has been our own state, and therefore we know how to commiserate it in others. From this state the Bible relieved us. When we were led to read it with attention, we found ourselves described. We learned the causes of our inquietude-We were directed to a method of relief-we tried, and we were not disappointed. DEUS NOBIS HÆC OTIA FECIT. We e are now certain, that the gospel of Christ is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth It has reconciled us to God, and to ourselves; to our. duty, and our situation. It is the balm and cordial of the present life, and a sovereign antidote against the fears of death. Sed hactenus hæc. Some smaller pieces upon less important subjects close the volume. Not one of them I believe was written with a view to publication, but I was unwilling they should be omitted. CHARLES SQUARE, HOXTON, JOHN NEWTON. TABLE TALK. Si te fortè meæ gravis uret sarcina charta, A. You told me, I remember, glory, built 5 B. I grant, that men continuing what they are, Fierce, avaricious, proud, there must be war ; 10 And never meant the rule should be applied To him that fights with justice on his side. Let laurels, drench'd in pure Parnassian dews, Feats of renown, though wrought in ancient deys, But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch to naught but his ambition truc, The glass that bids man mark the fleeting hour, grace the bony phantom in their stead Then grace With the king's shoulderknot and gay cockade ; Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress, The same their occupation and success. A. "Tis your belief the world was made for man ; Kings do but reason on the self-same plan : Maintaining yours, you cannot theirs condemn, 30 35 40 45 Who think, or seem to think, man made for them. 50 Man made for kings! those opticks are but dim, 55 That tell you so-say, rather, they for him. That were indeed a king-ennobling thought, Could they, or would they, reason as they ought. 60 Is worth, with all its gold and glitt'ring store, Just what the toy will sell for, and no more. 65 To quell the faction that affronts the throne, To nurse with tender care the thriving arts; 70 75 To touch the sword with conscientious awe, 80 A. Guard what you say; the patriotick tribe 85 Will sneer and charge you with a bribe.-B. A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy, To lure me to the baseness of a lie; And, of all lies, (be that one poet's boast,) The lie that flatters I abhor the most. Those arts be theirs, who hate his gentle reign, But he that loves him has no need to fain. 90 A. Your smooth eulogium to one crown address'd, Seems to imply a censure on the rest. B. Quevedo, as he teils his sober tale, 95 130 I grant the sarcasm is too severe, 2 |