While the labour lasted, while the race was running,

Many times the sinews ached, and half refused the struggle;
But now, all is quietness, a pleasant hour given to repose;

Calmness in the retrospect of good, and calmness in the prospect of a blessing.

Hope was glad in the beginning, and fear was sad midway,

But sweet fruition cometh in the end, a harvest safe and sure.

That which is, can never not have been: facts are solid as the pyramids :
A thing done is written in the rock, yea, with a pen of iron.

Uncertainty no more can scare, the proof is seen complete,
Nor accident render unaccomplished, for the deed is finished.

Thus the end shall crown the work, with grace, grace, unto the topstone,
And the work shall triumph in its crown, with peace, peace, unto the

builder.

I have written, as other some of old, in quaint and meaning phrase,
Of many things for either world, a crowd of facts and fancies:
And will ye judge me, men of mind ?—judge in kindly calmness;
For bitter words of haste or hate have often been repented.
Deep dreaming upon surface reading; imagery crowded over argument;
Order less considered in the multitude of thoughts; this witnessing is just.
Scripture gave the holier themes, the well-turned words and wisdom ;
While Fancy on her swallow's wing skimmed those deeper waters.
And wilt thou say with shrewdness,--He hath burnished up old truths,
But where he seemed to fashion new, the novelty was false?
Alas, for us in these last days, our elders reaped the harvest;
Alas, for all men in all times, who glean so many tares!

That which is true, how should it be new? for time is old in years:
That which is new, how should it be true? for I am young in wisdom.

Nevertheless, I have spoken at my best, according to the mercies given me, Of high, and deep, and famous things, of Evil, or of Good. (25)

I have told of Errors near akin to Truth, and wholesomes linked with poison;

Of subtle Uses in the humblest, and the deep-laid plots of Pride:

I have praised Wisdom, comforted thy Hope, and proved to thee the folly of complainings;

Hinted at the hazard of an influence, and turned thee from the terrors of

Ambition.

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I have shown thee thy captivity to Law; yet bade thee hide Humilities;

I have lifted the curtains of Memory; and smoothed the soft pillow of
Rest.

Experience had his sober hour; and Character its keen appreciation;
And holy Anger stood sublime, where Hatred fell condemned.
Prayer spake the mind of God, even in his own good words;
And Zeal, with kindness warmly mixt, allied him to Discretion.

I taught thee that nothing is a Trifle, even to the laugh of Recreation :

I led thee with the Train of Religion, to be dazzled at the name of the

Triune.

Thought confessed his unseen fears; and Speech declared his triumphs;

I

sang the blessedness of books; and commended the prudence of a letter; Riches found their room, either unto honour-or despising;

Inventions took their lower place, for all things come of God.

I scorned Ridicule; nor would humble me for Praise; for I had gained

Self-knowledge;

And pleaded fervently for Brutes, who suffer for man's sin.

Then, I rose to Friendship; and bathed in all the tenderness of Love;
Knew the purity of Marriage: and blessed the face of Children.
And whereas by petulance or pride, I had haply said some evil,

Mine after-thought was Tolerance, to bear the faults of all :
Many faults, ill to hear, bred the theme of Sorrow;

Many virtues, dear to see, induced the gush of Joy.

Thus, for a while, as leaving thee in joy, was I loth to break that spell ;
I roamed to other things and thoughts, and fashioned other books.
But in a season of reflection, after many days,

A thought stood before me in its garment of the past,—and lo, a legion with it!

They came in thronging bands,-I could not fight nor fly them,-
And so they took me to their tent, the prisoner of thoughts.

Then, I bade thee greet me well, and heed my cheerful counsels ;
For every day we have a Friend, who changeth not with time.
Gladly did I speak of my commission, for I felt it graven on my heart,
And could not hold my wiser peace, but magnified mine office.
Mystery had left her echoes in my mind, and I discoursed her secret:
And thence I turned aside to Man, and judged him for his Gifts.
Beauty, noble thesis, had a world of sweets to sing of,

And dated all her praise from God, the birthday of the soul.
Thence grew Fame; and Flattery came like Agag;

But this was as the nauseous dregs of that inspiring cup:
Forth from Flattery sprang in opposition harsh and dull Neglect:
And kind Contentment's gentle face to smile away the sadness.
Life, all buoyancy and light, and Death, that sullen silence,
Sped the soul to Immortality, the final home of man.
Then, in metaphysical review, passed a triple troop,
Swift Ideas, sounding Names, and heavily armed Things;
Faith spake of her achievements even among men her brethren;
And Honesty, with open mouth, would vindicate himself:
The retrospect of social life had many truths to tell of,

And then I left thee to thy Solitude, learning there of Wisdom.

Friend and scholar, lover of the right, mine equal kind companion,-
I prize indeed thy favour, and these sympathies are dear:

Still, if thy heart be little with me, wot thou well, my brother,

I canvass not the smile of praise, nor dread the frowns of censure.

Through many themes in many thoughts, have we held sweet converse; But God alone be praised for minu e only is sufficient.

And every thought in every theme by prayer had been established:

Who then should fear the face of man, when God hath answered

prayer?

I speak it not in arrogance of heart, but humbly, as of justice,

I think it not in vanity of soul, but tenderly, for gratitude,

God hath blessed my mind, and taught it many truths;

And I have echoed some to thee, in weakness, yet sincerely:

Yea, though ignorance and error shall have marred those lessons of His teaching,

I stand in mine own Master's praise, or fall to His reproof.

If thou lovest, help me with thy blessing; if otherwise, mine shall be for

thee;

If thou approvest, heed my words: if otherwise, in kindness be my teacher

Many mingled thoughts for self have warped my better aim,

Many motives tempted still, to toil for pride or praise:

Alas, I have loved pride and praise, like others worse or worthier;

But hate and fear them now, as snakes that fasten on my hand :

Scævola burnt both hand and crime: but Paul flung the viper on the

fire:

Ile shook it off, and felt no harm: so be it !-I renounce them.
Rebuke then, if thou wilt rebuke,—but neither hastily nor harshly;
Or, if thou wilt commend, be it honestly, of right; I work for God and

NOTES.

(SECOND SERIES.)

(1) “IIunt with Aureng-zebe," fc. Page 130.

The great Mogul; who reigned in the seventeenth century; and was famous, amongst other things, for having all but exterminated wild beasts from the region of Hindoostan: he effected this by surrounding the whole country with his army, and then drawing to a focus with the animals in the centre. Somerville, in the end of Book II. of the Chase, gives a spirited account of that mighty hunting:

"Now the loud trumpet sounds a charge. The shouts

Of eager hosts, through all the circling line,

And the wild howlings of the beasts within

Rend wide the welkin: flights of arrows, winged
With death, and javelins launched from every arm,

Gall sore the brutal bands, with many a wound

Gored through and through.".

(2) Page 131.

Heraclitus, and Democritus, are severally known as the crying and laughing philosophers: they typify opposite kinds of seekers after wisdom: both being prejudiced by excess. Our age of the world seems to have fallen upon the latter, which, with a protest against abuse, is certainly the wiser of the two. "The house of mourning is better than the house of feasting," for this influence, along with others of more weight, viz., that it tends to a cheerful and calm reaction, rather than to feelings of dullness and satiety. A few lines further, "the luxury of Capuan holidays," alludes to Hannibal's fatal rest after the battle of Cannæ.

(3) Revelation xxi. 8. Page 132.

"But the fearful, and the unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake that burneth with fire."