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in which an accuser may entangle any one who has fixed political principles. It may mean an entire approbation of the King's ministers for the time being; it does generally mean a devoted attachment to the constitution in church and state; it ought to mean, an accordance with the British frame of government in King, Lords and Commons. In the first sense, every Whig is now disloyal; in the second sense, every Protestant Dissenter is disloyal; but in the third sense, we know not an Unitarian, New or Old, who is not loyal in head and heart. Surely the Old Unitarian would not wish to bring back the reign of terror, the worst feature of revolutionary times, when any difference of opinion from the majority, with regard to a political character or a measure of foreign policy, shall suffice to justify one Englishman in branding another with the foul name of traitor!

We have now disposed of the Old Unitarian's charges; and may sum up our review of them, by saying, that the first is retracted; that the second is no more applicable to the New Unitarians than to all other imperfect Christians, not excepting the Old Unitarian himself; that the third, the most serious of the whole, is virtually, but ought to be expressly, abandoned; that the fourth is mere matter of opinion, in which the Old Unitarian would probably stand in a minority, even amongst those willing to bear the same denomination with himself; and that the fifth, like the third, is a mere ebullition of anger, and until it be proved, (which we know it never will,) must be accounted one of those unlawful weapons which even good men sometimes throw at those whom they allow themselves to consider as opponents.

ART. II.-Joy turned into Mourning.
A Sermon occasioned by the death
of her Royal Highness the Princess
Charlotte Augusta, &c.
Collyer, D. D. F. A. S. &c. 8vo.
By W. B.
pp. 37. Black and Co. 1817.

THE universal regret evinced by

our beloved Princess, was alike honour-
able to her and to themselves.
was a tribute nobly merited; spon-
It

taneously and generously paid. There is a fund of good feeling in the community, drawn out by particular occurrences, which ought to shame the pleaders for the natural and total depravity of man. That event amongst others shewed that the irreligious, as well as the devout, were ready to do honour to the good and to sympathize with the distressed. In the sentiments of many publications, designed to express the public grief, and render it subservient to moral purposes, we unfeignedly coincide. Whatever their imperfections, the language of honest sorrow sacred from the shafts of criticism. and pure benevolence, is But they have no claim to such forbearance who abused that mournful occasion by inculcating slavish, sycophantic and unnational principles. This sermon in particular ought not to pass into oblivion unnoticed or uncensured. It has glaring sins both the whole tribe of courtly mourners, of omission and of commission. Like Princess had a Mother, to whom her Dr. C. forgets that the lamented heroic filial attachment, under no ordinary trials, was one of the brightest features of her character. topics of panegyric, save this, our preacher is voluble enough; but dumb as the grave on that virtueof which, when future generations are so universally estimable and imitable, taught goodness by historic examples, she will be selected as an illustrious iustance. And for her desolate Mother, has humanity no sympathy, religion shores, is she also to be cast out from no consolation? Banished from our prayers? On all else is poured the our hearts, our memories and our full tide of condolence, and this Royal Mourner is left alone, the only unsolaced wretch in the universe. Bereavement always gives a claim to kindness. Christian hope: and we bestow a To the beggar's widow we talk of word of condolence even on the faithful dog that whines upon his master's by what religious principle, is one grave. From what honourable motive, excepted from the universal sympathy,

On all

by whom it was most needed, and to

ing? The omission is unfeeling to
Could that generous spirit revisit the
the living, and insulting to the dead.

earth, how indignantly would she trample on such tributes to her memory?

Dr. C. would alleviate our regret for a Princess, who was commended to the nation's love by the declaration of her Father, that she had been educated in the principles of Mr. Fox, by gratitude to heaven for the blessings which remain, amongst which he includes the present Ministry! "We have a government mild in its administration, and conformed to the constitution." And he exhorts every individual to “ strengthen the hands of the government, under which he lives." The logic which connects these topics with the late melancholy event is as preposterous, as the feelings are disgraceful which could prompt their introduction upon such an occasion. On the morning of the delivery of this sermon, the news arrived of the disgusting and bloody spectacle which ministeral mildness exhibited at Derby.

HYMN TO THE DEITY.

At the very moment, numbers of unaccused persons were pining in solitary confinement, by virtue of the suspensiou of the constitution. We thought the apologists of these measures had been content with calling them "wholesome severities," and "temporary abridgments of liberty unfortunately necessary;" but to talk of their mildness and conformity to the constitution; to demand gratitude for them as blessings; to have them ministered as consolations for the loss of her who promised to be a "Patriot Queen,” is a flight of loyal bravery that towers above even the Courier and Morning Post, and makes them " hide their diminished heads." The "hands of government" were strong enough without arming them for destruction with the monumental stones with which a sorrowing country was piling the cairn of its beloved Princess.

POETRY.

[These beautiful stanzas have been communicated to us, without any information concerning the author. We insert them, therefore, in the same form in which they have been sent to us. And here we beg leave to say, once for all, that whenever we borrow Poetry we give our authorities, and that whatever is thus unauthenticated is considered by us as original. ED.]

"Thy way is in the sea, and thy path is in the deep waters, and thy footsteps are not known.”

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And let not him who never felt a fear,

Safe in his pride of heart, thy woes deride;

Perhaps that scornful eye or brow severe Hath thoughts less hallow'd than thine own to hide.

E'en the dark days of doubt have purified My chasten'd soul from many an earthly' stain;

And chas'd, for ever chas'd, the demon pride

That once had mark'd thee in his menial train;

But now hath lost his power, and spreads his lures in vain.

Father of Life, whose "loveliest name is Love,"

Whose throne the humble seek the guilty fly,

Thou art my God-around, beneath, above, I trace no frowns, no terrors in thine eye.

All breathes of that pervading harmony Which draws from present ill the future good:

All leads our spirits to that peaceful sky Where banish'd far, nor sorrow's gloomy mood,

Nor fancy's wayward dreams, nor real ills intrude.

Latin Epigram, with a Translation, on Two Brothers, one a Roman Catholic and the other a Protestant, who converted each other.

SIR,

Clapton, Dec. 22, 1817. Your readers have lately been powerfully attracted [XII. 481, 588, 665], to the consideration of the extraordinary fluctuations which may occur in a Christian's religious profession. The most surprising, probably, which was ever recorded, were those of "Dr. John Reynolds and William, his brother," who lived in the early part of the 17th century. They have been thus related :

William was, at first, a Protestant of the Church of England, and John trained up beyond sea in Popery. The first, out of an honest zeal to reduce his brother, made a journey to him, and they had a conference; when it so fell out that each was overcomeTM by his brother's arguments; so that' William, of a zealous Protestant became a virulent Papist, and John, of a strong Papist, a most rigid Protes

tant."

On this uncommon circumstance Dr. Alabaster, who is said to have "tried both religions," made the Epigram, which I here copy, sub

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Bella inter geminos plus quam civilia fratres,

Traxerat ambiguus religionis apex.
Ile reformatæ fidei pro partibus instat,
Iste reformandam denegat esse fidem.
Propositis causæ rationibus, alter, utrinque,
Concurrere pares, et cecidere pares.
Quod fuit in votis, fratrem capît alter-
uterque;

Quod fuit in fatis, perdit uterque fidem.
Captivi gemini sine captivante fuerunt,
Et victor victi transfuga castra petit.
Quod genus hoc pugna est, ubi victus
gaudet uterq;

Et tamen alteruter se superasse dolet.

TRANSLATION., Between two brothers, more than civil foes,

On dubious points a strange contention rose;

This stood prepar'd for Luther's faith to fall,

That stoutly argued it no faith at all. The strife began they clos'd-and strange to tell,

Fought till both gain'd the triumph and Each thus obtain'd the champion's wish'dboth fell. for meed,

And each resign'd to each his fav'rite creed;

Without a chief both foes were captive led, And victors both before the vanquish'd fled.

But not alone in this was wonder found,
That both were conquer'd, and that both
For each retir'd his own defeat to bless,
were crown'd,
And each, through life, bemoan'd his own

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HYMN.

Jesus wept. John x. ver. 35.
At death's fell power, the balmy tears,
From our illustrious Teacher fell,
Yet did they chase away the fears
Of those that Jesus lov'd so well!
All hail Benevolence! by thee

Our "Pilgrim Prophet's" life was led, Active, while yet he deign'd to be,

And blessing, when he join'd the dead! For this thy followers breathe the vow, And look to thee in radiance bright, And sigh for that "Eternal NOW,"

That knows nor death, nor sin, nor night!

Yet tho' beset by death and sin,

Whilst thro' this world we weary move, Sweet sympathy may dwell within,

A ray from God-for "God is love!"
Homerton, Dec. 16, 1817.

HYMN.

C.

Nature the Servunt, the virtuous Mind the Temple, of the Deity!

Dost thou the Lord of nature seek,

(Prompted by unremitting care) With heart sincere and spirit meek, 'Thro' pathless regions of the air? Can earth, thro' all her climates shew

The place of his resplendent throne? Her Opal's blaze, her Sapphire's glow Are vain, as vainest visions flown! Go, ask the threat'ning vaults beneath, The dwellings of primeval fires, If where their flaming billows breathe The Lord of nature e'er retires? Or dost thou think the rolling sea Will shew his throne without disguise? Search-but alas 'twill fruitless be, From tropic unto polar skies! "No," each will tell you, "we obey

His will, and change as he ordains; Before his frown we fly away;

His smile our destin'd course regains!

"His temple is the virtuous mind,
Illum'd with love of human kind:
Where'er we stop, where'er we stray,
We are his servants and obey:

"Through him, we change this earthly ball;
Himself th' unchanging Lord of All!
And air, and earth, and fire, and sea,
May change, but He's Eternity!"
Homerton.

SLEEP.

C.

Though death's strong likeness in thy form we trace,

Come Sleep and fold me in thy soft em

brace;
Come, gentle sleep, that sweetest blessing
give,

To die thus living, and thus dead to live.
T. C. H.

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Written in a Daughter's Biographical Dictionary.

Biography, that lends to fame

Far more than brass or marble can, Through ages bears the favour'd name And paints the motley actor, man. His transient scenes of bliss or care,

Now sunk in more than tragic woe, Now midst ambition's strife to dare, Or, happier, seek what sages know. Mark, then, whom science, rank or power, Rais'd from the crowd, in other days, Nor e'er forget th' advancing hour When virtue, only, shall have praise. PATERNUS."

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OBITUARY.

Brief Memoir of Mrs. Jones, of Man

chester, by Mrs. Cuppe. Important as I may deem it to the living, that a character so admirable as that of the late Mrs. Jones should be long remembered by them for their benefit, I should hardly have adventured upon writing her memoir, conscions of being incompetent to do justice to the subject, had I not been desired to make the attempt by her excellent husband, whose sorrow for her loss will end only with his life; who well knew her worth, and whose great consolation it now is, that for a long series of years he was most happy, to the utmost of his power, in constantly promoting and in enabling her to execute those extensive plans of benevolence and charity to which her life was devoted.

MRS. JONES was the eldest daughter of the Rev. Joseph Bourne, minister of a congregation of Protestant Dissenters at Hindley, in Lancashire, whose life was published, together with that of his highly-respected father, by the late Dr Toulmin, in the year 1808, and who died in the year 1765, leaving a widow and six children. Mrs. Jones spent the following three years under the care of her grandmother, Mrs. Bourne, at Birmingham, of whom she always spoke with affection and gratitude for the benefits she received from her excellent religious and moral instruction, and which probably first formed in her mind those just principles of rational and fervent piety for which she was afterwards distinguished, and which were still further cultivated and confirmed by her great intimacy with the Rev. Philip Holland, of Bolton, who, together with Mrs. Holland, took great pains to render permanent those just and important affections. She was married in June 1785, to Samuel Jones, Esq. of Green Hill, near Manchester, a gentleman whose views and principles harmonized perfectly with her own. But though placed by this connexion in circumstances of great affluence, she was not ambitious of being distinguished by any species of vain display, or of engaging in a round of fashionable dissipation, where she might perhaps have figured with some eclat. It was not her desire to attract admiration, but, on the contrary, to make it her daily study how most effectually to shew her gratitude, for the advantages she possessed, to the great Giver of all good, by supplying the wants and alleviating the distresses to the utmost of her power, of every member of his large family with whom she was connected, or to whom her kindness could possibly extend, and this in the wisest and most judicious manner. Not one of her early friends or former associates did she ever forget or neglect, always considering

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how best to promote their interests without taking them out of that station in which Providence had placed them. I had not the privilege of her acquaintance till the year 1805, when, being instrumental in bringing forward the effusions of an unlettered muse in this city, Mrs. Jones was so deeply interested in her story, that she wrote to make her the offer of becoming mistress of a school for forty girls, near her own house, conducted at her sole expense, and which she herself daily visited; and ever since that time I have had the happiness of cultivating and enjoying an intimate and confidential friendship.

She suffered for the last two years under a very painful and distressing disease, which, on the 27th of last month, put a period to her valuable life. I had an excellent letter from her, written on the 17th, in quite her own characteristic mannerscarcely adverting to her own sufferings, although she was fully aware of what must speedily be the termination, but full of the tenderest anxiety for a most amiable young relative, whose every hope of happiness in this world appeared to have been completely destroyed but a very few days preceding, by the sudden and unexpected death of one most deservedly dear to her, and to whom she was very soon to have been united.-It was the leading feature of my friend's mind, to withdraw herself as it were from every selfish solicitude in the unwearied endeavour to alleviate, and, if possible, to remove. the anxieties and the distresses of others; thereby fully evincing, that in practice as well as in theory, she was the genuine disciple of Him, who, when about to endure all the indignities and agonies of the cross, exhorted the sorrowing daughters of Jerusalem not to weep for him, but for themselves, and for their children.

Nor was this admirable state of mind shewn only on great occasions; it was equally apparent in the more ordinary transactions, and in the minuter circumstances of life, in what may be den ominated the amiable, rather than the exalted instances of virtue.

Of her extensive charities to the poor and afflicted, in clothes, in victuals, in medicines, in books, and in every other mode of assisting or instructing them, it is impossible to obtain, much less to write a particular account; the tears and lamentations of a whole district for her loss, bear testimony!

My friend Mrs. Jones was a firm, conscientious and decided Unitarian. May

*Poems by Charlotte Richardson, by subscription, of which a second edition was, published in 1809.

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