The Sun.
London, England, 1841-12-25 00:00:00

mouNiNd' SUN

THE DYING PUSEYITE.
A CHRISTMAS SCENE.
DEAR S—, I write with a trembling hand. Our (161.1
NV— died yesterday. His last moments were moll
by that intense enthusiasm which he always displaro
upon the new principles he had adopted. bolt
by his bed-side, and had an opportunity of seeing /
deep-rooted his doctrines will strike in young, bpi
can say no more. I have tried to embody this s „wit
sublime death-bed scene while warm in my raeo—g
Eheu unica !—Extract from Letter, Oxford, Dee'

(IN THE METRE OF MILTON'S " AGortzsTri.")
God, all men are thy Sons : but some far higher
Are so ordained and solemnly elected :
Thy chosen servants these,
Fully impregned with thy empyreal fire,
By whom thy wise decrees
Are duly furthered, and in part effected,
Such was thy white-robed Christ
Who left the shining throne— -
The sumptuous Heaven-halls that were his own--
And in the likeness of a man by birth,
Ministered upon earth.
And such art Thou—
Awful young Spirit of surpassing lustre
O'er the proud-swelling cluster
Of whose full life, and pulses, and sensations,
And fiery-flighted Hopes and Aspirations
Death's hand is sweeping :
For in thy palmy days,
How like a prophet-teacher,
Or solemn Hebrew-preacher,
Forth from thy lips God's gospel-truths were driven,
n.
Like trumpet. songs of seraphs rolled through id oo
E'en now, when deathy faint,
Half between earth, and half the empyrean—.
How teem thy lips, young Saint,
With the full grandeurs of a glorious pman !
VOX PUSEYITICA.

God! God! God!
Woe was the great Beginning leudene'
When man—prime image of thine own resp
Grew dim by sinning:—
Woe when the rosy-windowed Skies
Wide open ever,
Closed-in their Festivals and Symphonies .or,
Their Angels, and their Pearl-trees, and pure v.
When man in his distress
And shame and nakedness,
Before the planet-blazoned Universe,
Bowed him beneath the curse.—

No—God, God, God !
Said only idiots so—
Fools who their own true grandeur could not
But deemed thy ways of wisdom, ways of s7e.
Happy for me, and all earth's Adamites,
That Adam, and that I too with him, fell
Had I been doomed to dwell
Amid those sparkling Paradisal bowers
Secure in blessedness unbreakable—
Fed like an Angel in the lap of light ,
On Eden's apples gold and lightning-brigh4
And the sweet milk of the nectareous stars'
Had I down all Eternity's blue hours,
In the white bosom of some Eve uxorious
.Unmasculined my powers,
I had been blessed, isangelized, and pure,
Had been beatified, and happy sure,
But sure inglorious !

111.
God! be thou therefore thanked,
That me thou didst create,
Not incorruptible, nor in a state
Full-fenced about with starry perfectnees:-cd
But on the dark-floored platform of the n'
Me Me from the womb has hurled
Arrayed in neither asphodel or light,
But—armoured darkly-bright
In only mortal powers,
Stauncher to struggle for immortal dowers-7
The more to agonize with might and ina".ol..-
My plumes, an crown, and purples to regal
And by deep fasts, and mightiness of prayer,
By spiritual throes and wrestlings rare,
Again to robe my limbs in flowing whiteness'
Again to tower with o'erpowering brightness,
Again to gird around my brow a more
Majestic splendour than it wore before.--

Therefore I thank thee, °Oa--
thee greatly.
Thank thee stupendously, and praise
That thou hest fashioned me,
In my desires and imaginations,
So very over-proud and passing stately
That therefore thou has thronged
The skies and empyreans silver-songefrd,
avos,
The sanctuaries and kingdoms of the Th.eons
With such magnificently-made teraptatl
As should allure my Spirit to aspire,
And flame with irrepressible desire'
To seize alone, thy throne The next grand-burning throne beside
For no inferior stand,
Among in the angels in thy star-paved land :•—•
No second place,
In the gold courts or provinces of space
No drooping plume,
Or third-rate wreath of amaranthine bloom
;
No lowly Princedom or poor Satrapy
Will guerdon me.

God, God, God!
Suffer thepot to be
Approachable in degree
E'en by thy topmost Hierarchs, alchough„,,
Their saffron-robes like gold about them nu v
Though Glory's sweet light swim •
Around the brows of thy bright
It were for me too dim !
Though thy tall Angels raise nbire blaze,
Their palm-wreathed heads amid the
Their loftiness for me were still too I°lv 0
Past the great Seraph-Kings I, too, must g tine,
Though their blue eyes with diamond-waterts su
And silver sceptres guide their steps divine
Still higher—higher still,
My lofty stature must hereafter fill, • 0•:--
dwe Ihn
The jasper courts of thy everlasting
And mightier vigours nerve, Cherubim
The radiant-arching curve,
Of Wings, from my immortal shoulders swelling.

God, God, all-gracious God !
If these requests to me thou should'st
Uttermost darkness must be mine, and
The second and eternal death shall die.
But no—as faith and burning love believe
—Too deeply trustful ever to deceive--
I shall hereafter full before thee live, 01,
And shall be lion-voiced, and rainbow-crow
In the grand heritance thy grace shall
Ruling all thrones and firmaments around love,
Lord God, thy goodness and thy love, I
!
These on thy dying servant will. bestow
0 rose-plumes of Archangel Gabriel's wing '
ers hair
0 cloud-white crown of pearl round Rap
0 Michael beautiful, and Uriel fair !
All the rich graces ye divide and share-
All the high majesties that round ye
God will make also mine !

Whether the splendid doom for which be Yearue
That noble Spirit gained, I cannot say
To mortal judgments it seemed fully earned
If love and holy lives with God have swaY
But this I know—from out the human I'it
—The Grave's abysmal and inglorious hole"—,
That, plume-uplifted, through the Infinite
Sprang from the flesh his fiery-soaring soul.
Rose his strong Spirit. Past the planets seen
I saw him mounting—saw the mighty dead
Winging the purple hollowness of heaven,
By fiery-armoured Seraphim upled
Troop after troop their sunlit legions filing
Till Immortality—the proud high Queen---,.„„.,
Through her high veil of veils serenely 01.0" e
Oped her Majestic arms and clasped them
PRIEZ POUR CELUI QUI L'Eceivri

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ELECTION OF COMM

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Deputy Brook
Hickson
Fenning
Hardwick
Ganthony
The eight first

were elected.

Sr Thomas Fremantle left town on Thurso"
his seat in Buckinghamshire. Wortiel
Lord Wharnchfre :eft town yesterday for
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AN AMBASSADOR EXTRAORDINARY." •,,biv
regret to hear of the serious illness ofanoble and 01110100,
lady, formerly Ambassadress to this Court. Th. C°:ler °`
Sebastiani, wife of the Marshal Sebastiani, and tcofi'
the Countess of Tankerville, has been for some tiraerdiog
fined to her room by a painful malady, which, fice°Pii‘
to our recent advices, has increased in its severity!