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teresting, and his reflections upon the nature of its government, and the importance of establishing colouies, to check its lawless and imperious spirit, are well worthy attention. Signor Pananti writes with a vivacity which sometimes detracts from the weight of what he would enforce. With a stock of anecdotes, witticisms, and pups, as ivexhaustible as that of Sir John Carr, a brothertourist, though under more agreeable circumstances, and occasionally as injudiciously introduced, he flies in a moment from a sense of his own misfortunes, or of the magnitude of bis topic, to a repartee, a story, or a ludicious illustration. The Editor takes credit to himself for having considerably retrenched these digressions. Were all to be curtailed that are irrelevant to the main work, and derogatory to the interest it would otherwise inspire, the volume would be reduced to half of its present size. Stiil we are not disposed to quarrel with, but rather to adaire, that elasticity of spirit which can spriog up again, as soon as the immediate pressure of affliction is renoved; nor can we think that mind has been stored in vain, which is enabled to furnisb topics for cheerfulness, in the hour when no outward induceipent to it is presented. Signor Pananti has likewise a claim upon our better feelings, for the warmth with which he speaks of this country, for the refuge which it afforded bin from he troubles of his native land ; and this acknowledgement ought not to go unnoticed, when we recollect low many thousands have been equally indebted to England, and among them how few speak of her with even conmon gratitude.

Some remarks on the present state of Italy, are appended to this work by the Editor, and will be found to possess all the sound reasoning, and correct information by which his“ Letters “ from the Mediterranean" are distinguished.

Art. IX. Reformation from Popery: Two Sermons, preached in the

Chapel of Ease to the Parish Church of Clapham, Surrey, on Sunday, January 4, 1818. By the Rev. Wm. Borrows, A. M. of St. Edmund Hall, Oxford; Minister of that Chapel; and Sunday

Evening Lecturer of St. Luke's Church, Middlesex. 8vo. 1818. THESE Sermons relate by continual allusion to the subject

of the Reformation, rather than treat upon its leading circumstances or principles. They are founded on the following scriptures : 1 Thess. v. 17, “ Pray without ceasing;” and Colos. ii. 10, “ And ye are complete in him.” In the first discourse, the Object of Divine worship, the acceptable manner of worship, the proper subjects of prayer, and the continual spirit

of prayer, to which the true worshippers must watch, whom the Father of mercies seeketh to worship him,' are severally dilated upon. The subject of the second discourse leads the preacher more directly to advert to the corruptions of the mystical-Babylon,' in reference to the ground of a sinner's hope. Both discourses are plain, judicious, and impressive, and afford good specimens of that evangelical style of preaching which we rejoice to hear within the walls of the Episcopal church.

Mr. Borrows combats the reasons sometimes assigned for indifference to the increase of Popish influence, by references to the language and spirit of the recent Papal Buils, and he thus concludes :

• Another reason, however, for security on our part is assigned to be—the impossibility of persecution ever acquiring any very serious character, on account of the general liberality of sentiment in these times ; and the universal abhorrence which is expressed, when any thing like bigotry is apparent ;-but the reasoning on this topic appears to be altogether fallacious, and two considerations present themselves to our notice on this head relative to the subjects, and the nature of persecution.

• As to the subjects of persecution-one thing is certain—that the general multitude of professing Protestants will suffer nothing for religion, whether the Pope of Rome, or the false Prophet of Mecca, or the Brahmins of Hindostan, or the Lama of Thibet, should have the ecclesiastical jurisdiction of the country : it is not to be expected that persons, who will not relinquish a single worldly connexion, or å slight convenience of any kind ; that persons in the higher ranks of life, who will not abstain from their pleasure on the Lord's day, or persons in inferior circumstances, who will not sacrifice a few shillings by entirely closing their shops on that day, for the sake of living godly in Christ Jesus, would ever expose themselves to great trials for any profession of religion. If in the land of peace, wherein they trusted, they have been overcome they will hardly pass through the swellings of Jordan.—They will float with the tide of custom, whereever it may lead them; and follow that which is generally deemed respectable, whatever it may be. If any be found to endure persecution, they will be only among those spiritually-nıinded persons, that peculiar people, whose character is as obnoxious to carnal Protestants, when it comes immediately under their inspection, as to any other false religionists in the world.

• Relative to the nature of persecution, it is certain that even Satan himself would scarcely regard its value for his own purpose, so far as its sanguinary tendency is concerned, but chiefly in reference to its efficiency in supporting his empire of darkness. It perhaps would be difficult to enumerate the many steps that might be taken to obstruct the progress of Divine truth, before any direct attack were made upon the lives of the followers of Jesus. “But respecting a more viólent attempt upon the persons of the excellent of the earth,” or at least upon

them whose activity would render them more conspicuous, and more obnoxious to the enemies of God, there seems to be much more cause for fear than is generally apprehended ; and particularly when we advert to the length to which persecution is even now sometimes carried in private families, when one of their members has been converted to God, and the other individuals of the

those among

household remain" carnal, sold under sin.” The great object of persecution, if persecution should arise from Papal, or any Antichristian influence, would certainly be to perpetuate the reign of spi. ritual darkness; and the means employed would be both specious, and at the same time, as effectual to the end proposed as possible; and if the interposition of worldly liberality is to be the only check upon the accomplishment of that object, what may be expected from such a Protector, when “ the carnal mind is enmity against God, and is not < subject to the law of God, neither indeed can be?” or what reason have we to suppose that the same principle which prompted the murder of the first martyrs of the Old and New Testaments, Abel and Stephen, namely, the hatred of vital godliness, is not still in operation, and equally capable of producing the same deadly fruits ?

Finally, brethren in Jesus, I conclude by drawing your attention to the watchword of encouragement before us -“ Ye are complete in “ Christ.”—Here is thy beautiful garment, o Zion ;-here thy sun, and thy shield, thy light and defence, who giveth thee grace and glory, o city of the living God, -Ever exalt the Lord Jesus Christ. -Know that whatever exhortations to holiness itself, or whatever semblance of holiness there may be in any Church, there cannot be the reality of this distinction of the people of God, unless they be in Christ: ,-if Christ be in any way degraded, if he occupy a minor position in the scheme of salvation, or be made in any degree less than the great foundation and corner stone of the whole system, all must be wrong, entirely and radically wrong.–He must be exalted as the King in Zion :- he must be honoured far above all, for he has “ a name which " is above every name;" and ye, believers, are " complete in Him," who is " far above all principality, and power, and might, and domi“nion, and every name that is named, not only in this world, but also o in that which is to come.”—Now, &c.'

pp.

58–62.

Art. X. Foliage ; or Poems, Original and Translated: By Leigh

• Hunt. fcap. 8vo. pp. 288. London, 1818. WE have borne our repeated testimony to Mr. Hunt's poetical

talents, for the sake of wbich we bave wished to think well of him. It has been our endeavour to do him justice, and to forget in our estimate of his character as a poet, all that we could not but know respecting his opinions. And this is no more than the reader of poetry is glad to do in too great a proportion of instances, when he wishes to surrender himself to the full imaginative enjoyment of his author. Rarely would the distinct recollection of the poet's real ebaracter, assist the effect or barmo. nise with the feelings, which the verse and the sentiment have produced. Nothing therefore can, for the most part, be mora impolitic in the writer of poetry, than for him to obtrude upon his readers those points in his individual character, which relate to differences of religious creed or political opinion, thereby tending to awaken a class of associations opposite to those which it is the business of the poet to excite.

He has pre

Mr. Leigh Hunt bas, in the present volume, been betrayed by his incurable egotism, into this capital error. fixed to his Greenwoods' and Evergreens' thirty pages of • Cursory observations on Poetry and Cheerfulness, of which, after the sketch we have given in our last Number, of the leading tenets of this new school, we may be excused for saying but little. Some of the remarks are smart and true enough, though neither profound nor brilliant; but when he talks of Milton being affected by the Dragon Phantom Calvinism,' of Cowper's timidity of constitution being frightened by bigotry into madness,' of voluptuousness being an ill-used personage,' of the riddles of incarnation and resurrection, and of the danger of setting "authorised selfishness above the most natural impulses, and

inaking guilt by mistaking innocence;'—we perceive the kind of man we have to do with, from these obscure intimations of his principles, and if we do not at once throw down the volume as fearing to trust our imagination unguarded in such bad company, we can enter upon the perusal with no favourable impressions of either bis heart or his understanding. What sentiments indeed can we look for but such as may comport with the creed of the heathen and the morals of the libertine?

The reader of “ Foliage” will, however, be surprised if he opens the volume, as we did, at a poem of so very different a character from the general cast of Mr. Hunt's productions, as the following touching and exquisite stanzas :

1

"To T** L** H**,
Six Years old ; during a Sickness.
Sleep breathes at last from out thee

My little, patient Boy;
And balmy rest about thee

Smooths off the day's annoy.
I sit me down, and think

Of all thy winning ways ;
Yet almost wish, with sudden shrink,

That I had less to praise.
· Thy side-long pillowed meekness,

Thy thanks to all that aid,
Thy heart, in pain and weakness,

Of fancied faults afraid ;
The little trembling hand

That wipes thy quiet tears,
These, these are things that may

demand
Dread memories for years.
• Sorrows I've had, severe ones,

I will not think of now;
And calmly, ʼmidst my dear ones,

Have wasted with dry brow;

But when thy fingers press

And pat my stooping head,
I cannot bear the gentleness,

The tears are in their bed.
• Ah, first-born of thy mother,

When life and hope were new,
Kind playmate of thy brother,

Thy sister, father, too ;
My light where'er I go,

My bird when prison bound,
My hand in hand companion,-no,

My prayers shall hold thee round.
· To say "He has departed,

“ His voice”-“ his face-is gone;"
To feel impatient-hearted,

Yet feel we must bear on;
Ah, I could not endure

To whisper of such woe,
Unless I felt this sleep ensure

That it will not be so.
• Yes, still he's fixed and sleeping !

This silence too the while-
It's very hush and creeping

Seem whispering us a smile :-
Something divine and dim

Seenis going by one's ear,
Like parting wings of Cherubim

Who say, “ We've finished here." We are not so unreasonable as to ask why the Volume is not made to consist of poems equal to this, because neither Mr. Hunt nor any other man could compose an entire volume of such stan

It is only now and then that it falls to the lot of real genius to strike off, in a happy moment, a perfect poem of so unique a kind.

But we must be allowed to express our regret, that a writer capable of producing such a one, should have chosen wilfully to deviate so far, in his general style, from correct taste and genuine feeling:

The only other original poem in this collection, which claims attention, is that entitled 'the Nymphs. It is represented by the Author as ' founded on that beautiful mythology, which it is • not one of the least merits of the new school to be restoring to 'its proper estimation.' What poets are referred to under this designation, is not quite evident. There are many new schools, for in fact, this cant plirase bas become quite backneyed in its application. The newest school is Mr. 'Hunt's little school; but as we cannot suppose the Author meant to arrogate to himself the peculiar merit which he speaks of, we must confess we are rather at a loss in our conjectures to whom the remark is intended to apply. Not to the Lake school, for Mr. Hunt's

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