The Sun. — 1849-12-10 (London, England)

CONTINUED.)  TAIT S.  Tails Magazine for December is full of intens, The delightful paper on " Amicitre Shdespeariante,' is continued, from which we quote the following beatriful and truthful remarks : "Lorenzo, the husband of Shy lock's daughter, Jessica, struck with admiration at her (Portia'a) self-denial and disinterested genersity, exclaims, " Madam! although I speak it in your presence, Y,:u have a noble and a true couceit Of God-like amity.' " To this she replies:— " I never did repent for doing good, Nor shall I do now, for in companions That do converse and waste the time together, Whose souls do bear an equal yoke of love, There must be needs a like proportion 01 lineaments, of manners, and of spirit; Which makes me think that this Antoni.), Being the bosom-lover of tr y lied, Must needs be like my lord. If it be so, How little is the cost I have b, stowed . la i-tirehasing this semblance of my soul From oat the s ate of hellish cruelty !' "The rt!' is und philosophy here, and a distinct verification of the first hallof our pr,,position—' Friendship is based on similarity and contrast.' Portia justly reasons when slle thinks that Antonio must nf cessarily resemble Bassani() in all the leading features of his character and manners—similia aimilihus, noscitur a sociis, are axiomatic. She, Lowey, r. goes a little too fur when she includes lineaments' in the sf ries resemblances. But she was a woman, and this is her excuse. " Here. aeuin, we see the expansive and diffusive influence of this relation. It first chains you in sweetest bonds to a single individual, then to all be loves, and then to the whole circle Of humanity. We have no confidence in the theory of those who would have us believe that we must first embrace, in the ample folds of our affections, all the myriads of the world's population, and then, proceeding inwards by a system of concentric circles, arrive at last at the solitary central individual. No; we must begin at the individual, and end with the species. Our love must be like the wavy circle produced by the projection of a stone into the calm, deep sea, which widens and extends till it loses itself amid the distant waters of the boundless waste. It may be here objected—As it is impossible that we can love as frierds without first loving as worshippers of Deity; as our affections must flow to man through the medium of God; and as He is infinite; do we not thus first love the universal, and then the particular?—do we not first love the All-embracing, and then the all-embraced ? Our answer is this, that while it is perfectly true that, in order to a stable, disinterested, genuine friendship. we must first love that Being from whom all our affections spring, and to whom all our affections should return, we love Him not us many, but as one—not as multitude, but as unity—not as an abstract universal diffusion, but as a distinct personality. We love -Him as an individual Being—we love Him first as the centre, then as the circumference, of the universe. Thus, in loving primarily the Deity, we do actually proceed from the one, to the many, from the simple to the complex, from unity to multitude, from the particular to the universal, from the solitary individual to the mighty class of Being." " The Double Trial," a tale of circumstantial evidence, is as its name almost indicates, a story of horrible but fascinating interest. A murder has been committed, a young girl is accused, found guilty, and executed. Years after a man is accused of the same crime, and also found guilty, and ultimately it is discovered that the crime had been committed by a third and unsuspected party. So much for circumstantial evidence. Mr. St. John's romantic and picturesque journey:" There and Back Again" is continued. " A Legend of Ulster," by Francis Brown, " The Position of the Colonies," " The Correspondence of General Wolfe," criticisms, and poems, fill up the remaining pages of Tuit.