The Sun.
London, England, 1830-05-01 00:00:00

INCLISTI OPIUII-EATER.

' It seemeth strange the time when as yet those See.,
Spirits were not in the body—and the air which I breathed
partook not of that blessedness which now to me is nl
life. Another sun—another moon—other stare—since the•
face of my first•born. Another earth--another ?leaven !
I loved, methought—before that face smiled—the lights
and the shadows, the flowers and the dews, the rivulets
that sing to Pilgrims in the wild,—the mountain wells,
where all alone the book-bosomed' Pilgrim sitteth dose*
_and lo ! far below the many t iver'd vales sweeping each
to its own lake—how dearly did I love ye all ! Yet ws,
that love fantastical—and verily not of ts' a deeper
Imagination over this visible diurnal sphere,' spread
out her own spiritual qualities, and made the beauty that
beamed back upon her dreams. Nor wanted tenderest
touches of humanity—as my heart remembered some living
flower by the door of far-up cottage ,where the river is but
a rill. But in my inner spirit, there was then a dearth which
Providence Lath since amply, and richly, and prodigally fur-
nished with celestial food—which is also music to the ears,
light to the eyes, and the essence of silken softness "
the touch—a family of immortal spirits, who but for we
never had been brought into the mystery of accountable
and responsible being ! Of old I used to study the Spring
—but now its sweet sadness steals unawares into my heart
—when among the joyous lambs I see my own children
at play. The shallow nest of the sunhat seems now to me
a more sacred thing in the obscurity of the pine-tree-
The instincts of all the inferior creatures are now holy in
my eyes—for, like Reason's self, they have their origin in
lova. Affection for my own children has enabled sue in
sound the depths of gratitude. Gazing on them at their
prayers, in their sleep, I have had revelations of tke pa-
tore of peace, and trouble, and innocence, and sin. and
sorrow, which, till they had smiled and wept, offended
and been reconciled, I knew not—how could 1?-40 be
within the range of the far-flying and far-fetching spirit of
love, which is the life-of-life of all things beneath the Ines
moon, and stare."

Of an equally higher class' of sentiment and
reflection are the subjoined remarks. The first
writers of the age might be proud of them :

INCLISLI On UM. ZATIR.

"That eye, which watches the approach Or departure of
some living object yet unknown, which traverses its little
sphere of vision to look for some living toy, is exercising
that vision which shall one day behold all beauty, and read
wisdom in the stars of Heaven. And that hand, with its
feeble and erring aim now so impotent and helpless, shall
perhaps one day *hope the wonderful fabrics of human in-
telligence—shall build the ship, or guide the pencil—or
write down wisdom—or draw sounds like the harmonies of
angels from the instruments its own skill has framed. And
what are the words to which those lisped out murmurings
shall change ? Shall Senates hang listening to the sound?
Shall thronged and breathless men receive from them the
sound of eternal life ? Shall they utter soi; to which un-
known ages shall listen with wonder and reverence? Or
shall they only, in the humble privacy of quiet life, breathe
delight with instruction to those who love their familiar
sound—or the adoration of a spirit prostrate before it*
Creator in prayer ?"

In the spirit of Christopher North's observa-
tions respecting Lady Byron's late insinuations
against her husband, we heartily coincide. She
has either said too little or too much. In jus-
tice to the memory of the greatest poet that
modern times has produced, the charge against
him should he explicitly declared, for we cannot
but suspect that many unworthy passions have of
late been busily at work to blast his name with
posterity,

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"And what think ye, Sir, that a' this pollution could hie
bean that sae electrified Dr. Lushington ?

NORTH.

" Bad—bad—bad, James. Nameless, it is horrible,
named, it might leave Byron's memory yet within the
range of pity and forgiveness--and where they are, theft
sister affections will not he far—though, like weeping se-
raphs, standing aloof, and ♦eiling their eyes with their wings.

SHBPNICID.

" she should indeed have been silent—till the grave had
dosed on her sorrows as on his Bins.

NORTH.

" Even now she should speak—or some one else for
say her father or her mother (are they alive?)—and a few✓
words will suffice. Worse the conditiun of the dead man's
name cannot bc—f4r, tar better it might—l believe it
would be-,,were all the truth, some how or other, d.-
dared—and declared it must be, not for Byron's sake only,
but for the sake of humanity itself, and then a mitigated
sentence—or eternal silence."

MONTHLY MAGAZIN&
We Dave seen uo Magazine of the month
better than this. It abounds in strong, lively,
satirical, and intelligent articles, though we
abhor its political tendencies. They belong to
the year 1730, instead of 1830. The first
article on the S7e4ioil of Parliament is clever
of course, as all its author's political diatribes
are, but it is truculent and inconsistent with
itself. What can be droller or more grotesque
than to see a magazine which literally foamed
at the mouth, and breathed " battle, murder,
and sudden death," against all who advocated
the admission of Catholics to power, recom-
mending the introduction of Jews into Parliament.

" To think that because the Jews have lain under a di-
vine malediction for ages, men will please God by treating
them with severity or injustice, is to mingle ourselveg
with the divine wrath in a manner totally nnautherised
and culpable. Our duty is, in all instances, to slimv
mercy and love, t,i give every man service and justice.
But the scriptures do not merely give this great conarnand,
but plainly declare, that kindness to the Jew is an emi-
nently acceptable service to God ; that severity to the Jew
is an eminently displeasing offence ; that le still loved
thorn for the sake of their ancestors; and that .he will
exact a terrible vengeance from their oppressors ; and that
;ills vengeance has followed, we believe may le shown In

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