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Yes—and the thought of Him“ who made

Summer and Winter" should possess
This heart, and cares no more invade

To dash my cup with bitterness.
Pride shall not tempt me, while I view

In fairer garb the “lilies” spring,
Hope shall not fail :--for He'll renew

The yellow leaf now withering.
Care shall not come across the breast

He “ clothes the glass"--and shall I need?
Doubts shall no more my peace molest-

Since He who inade vouchsafes to feed --
Grief shall not vex :- the sun goes down

To rise again with brighter ray;
So, this world's dreaded clouds o'erblown,

We joy in one eternal day.

Though the following beautiful lines have appeared in a periodical work, we think our readers cannot bui like to be put in possession of them. Richard Langhorn was one of the many who suffered death on the faise evidence of Titus Oates.

THE AFFECTIONS OF MY SOUL After judgment given against me in a Court of Justice upon the evidence

of False Witnesses.


(From the State Trials.]
It is told me I must die.

() happy news!
Be glad, O my soul,
And rejoice in thy Saviour.

If he intended thy perdition,
Would he have laid down his life for thee?
Would he have expected thee with so much patience,
And given thee so long a time for penance?
Would he have called thee with so much love,
And illuminated thee with the light of his Spirit ?

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Would he have drawn thee with so great forcę
And favoured thee with so many graces ?
Would he have given thee so many good desires
Would he have set the seal of the Predestinate upon thee,

And dressed thee in his own livery?
Would he have given thee his own cross,
And given thee shoulders to bear it with patience !

It is told me I must dic.

O happy news!
Come on, my dearest soul,
Behold thy Jesus calls thee!

He prayed for thee upon his cross;
There he extended his arms to receive thee,
There he bow'd down his head to kiss thee;
There he cried out with a powerful voice,
Father, receive him, he is mine !
There he opened his heart to give thee entrance ;
There he gave up his life to purchase life for thee.

It is told me I must die.

O happy news!
I shall be freed from misery,
I shall no more suffer pain,

I shall no more be subject to sin,
I shall no more be in danger of being damned.

But from henceforth
I shall see and I shall live, .
I shall praise and I shall bless,
And this I shall always do,
Without ever being weary
Of doing what I always am to do.

It is told me I must die.
O what happiness !

I am going
To the place of my rest;
To the land of the living;
To the haven of security;
To the kingdom of peace;
To the palace of my God ;
To the nuptials of the Lamb;
To sit at the table of my King;
To feed on the bread of Angels;
To see what po eye hath seen;

To hear what no ear hath heard ;
To enjoy what the heart of man cannot comprehend.

O my Father,
O thou, the best of all fathers,
Have pity on the most wretched of all thy children?
I was lost, but by thy mercy am now found :
I was dead, but by thy grace am now raised again :
I was gone astray after vanity,
But am now ready to appear before thee.

O my Father,
Come now in mercy and receive thy child !

Give him the kiss of peace,

Remit unto him all his sins,
('lothe him with thy nuptial robe,
Receive him into thy house,
Permit him to have a place at thy feast..
And forgive all those who are guilty of his death.




Memoirs of Eminently Pious Women of the British

Empire. A new Edition, revised and enlarged by the Rev. Samuel Burder, M.A.-Price 11. 4s. London, 1823.— Duncan, Ogle and Co.

The writer of religious biography, particularly if it be female biograpby, has a task of almost hopeless difficulty before him. For we know that though there are some few brilliant examples of piety among the distinguished of the earth, religion more frequently chooses her walks among the retired and obscure, to whom the world gives · little heed while living, and cares not much to hear about when dead. Among females this must more especially be the case. There is scarce a female in an age whose life affords sufficient incident to make an interesting story. The obscurity which is their safest and happiest path,

leaves very little to be known or said about them: and sweet as it is in the enjoyment, the smooth path of domestick duties and delights is not a good subject of history. Religion, so far from changing the case, rather increases it, because it leads them into more privacy, and puts them yet more beyond the reach of the agitating incidents of life. It is true, their names may become distinguished-more nobly distinguished by their character and works of piety, than ever they could have been by this world's greatness—but this rarely changes the even tenour of their lives, or mixes anything in their history worth the recital. Some few striking exceptions to this there certainly are. The Life and Letters of Lady Rachel Russell will be read with interest as long as the language in which she wrote endures—but then her misfortunes and the political situation of her husband took her out from the common mass of women, and gave an interest to all that concerns her. These instances, as we have said, are very rare; and the reader who takes up a work containing the biography of seventy or eighty eminently pious ladies, has no right to expect more than a transcript, seventy times repeated, of what a pious woman ought to be, and to do, and to feel. All these ladies had their distinctive characters no doubt, and their prominent faults and countervailing virtues, from nature, independently of religion. But these are likely to be known only to their husbands and children, and by them not likely to be told. The biographer, therefore, intent on his pious purpose of furnishing a good example, is obliged to supply what he does not know; and being assured that the character he has to paint was distinguished for piety, he simply draws a pious character, more consistently beautiful, alas! than we are wont to see them; but yet most excellent ensamples for our imitation ; because, however far all have as yet fallen short, consistent piety and perfect excellence of life and conduct should be every woman's aim. Exactly such is the character of the work before us, nor can we find anything in it to which we can

object, except it be the dreams and presentiments of Mrs. Fletcher. But we must be allowed to say it goes to the very extreme of what we have alluded to. The writer knows more of these ladies' hearts than they probably ever knew of their own, and describes their most minute actions on occasions when they are not at all likely to have had witnesses, and are still less likely themselves to have related them. But still the characters are very good, and the book is very good, and every thing in it is good: and if you close it in the middle of one life and open it by mistake in another, you will not perceive any interruption. It is reading that may be very useful to young people, because there is scarce a page in it that does not convey some sort of good advice, or repeat some gospel precept. It is difficult from a work of this sort to extract any thing of particular interest to our readers: we shall therefore subjoin only a letter of Lady Jane Grey's, to which the circumstances under which it was written give necessarily some interest. Another letter of this lady's is preserved, which was written at the end of her Greek Testament, and was sent by her to her sister Catherine, the night before Lady Jane was beheaded.

“ I have here sent you, good sister Catherine, a book, which though it be not outwardly trimmed with gold, yet inwardly it is more worth than precious stones. It is the book, dear sister, of the law of God. It is his testament and last will, which he bequeathed unto us wretches, which shall lead you to the path of eternal joy; and if you with a good mind read it, and with an earnest mind do purpose to follow it, it shall bring you to an immortal and everlasting life. It shall teach you to live and learn you to die. It shall win you more than you should have gained by your woeful father's lands; for as, if God had prospered him, you should have inherited his lands; so, if you apply diligently this book, seeking to direct your life after it, you shall be an inheritor of such riches, as neither the covetous shall withdraw from you, neither thief shall steal, neither yet the moths corrupt. Desire with David, good Sister, to understand the law of the Lord God. Live still to die. Defy the world, deny the devil, and despise the flesh, and delight yourself only in the Lord. Be penitent for your sins, and yet despair not; be strong in faith, and yet presume not, and desire with St. Paul to be with Christ, with whom even in death there is life. Be like the good servant, and even at midnight be waking, lest, when death cometh, and stealeth upon you as a thief in the night, you be with the evil servant found sleeping; and lest, for

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