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Hy harp! of the barbarous deed it shall sing;
Indignant shall swell the short strain, The sea-gull was seen on her quick-glancing
wing, Her home is the waye of the main.
But the wave of the main, though her pityless
home Was treach'rous, and wafted a foe; For sudden the dark tube of death was its
doom, And the bird on the billow laid low.
And thus my heart said are the friends that
we trust, In the season of sorrow and need, Their treachery tramples us down to the dust,
And their cruelty laughs at the deed. How pure was the plumage that whitened thy
breast Now up and now down on the wave; And oft have the gentle winds rock'd thee to
rest On the inariner's sorrowful grave. Thou nursling of tempests, the storm was thy
bed, Thy pittance the boon of the sea ; Yet, happy thy moments, and thoughtless thy
head While a scream told thy desolate glee. How hard was thc heart, how relentless the
hand That murdered the joy of thy grief, But the pastime of man on the far distant
land, Is to torture who needs their relief.
The cannibal gluts on the carnage of war
With a yell and a horrible smile; And dim through the dusky night seen from
afar Is the victim's funereal piie. The negro from love and from liberty torn
Sadly murmurs the prayer of the slave, “ God pity poor negro that sutiers forlorn
“ By the hands of the white inan so brave." But the cannibal wild from his wildest resort,
And the buyer and seller of blood, And the man that will injure the helpless in
sport Shall be judged by our all-seeing God. Thou Eden, how fair, how unsullied thy shade Wben innocence haunted thy grove ! when shall that spring which thy forests
array'd, Soften cruelty's winter to love? And thus have I hurried the wild note along,
And heedless bave wandered astray; For the lonely bird's fate was the theme of
my song, But I silence the murmuring lay. Atlantic Ocean.
THE VISION OF ELIPHAZ. Job. iv. 12. At midnight's lonely, solemn hour, When silence reigns o'er field and tow'r, When slumbers, such as sleep the dead, (Tho' not so cold and drear the bed) Give ease from pain-from ills of life release For now the weary rest, the bad, from troub
Jing cease. As musing by my taper's flickering light. My thoughts like shapeless visions of the
night, Roam’d undefin'd o'er scenes of joy and woe, Now turn'd on God above, and now on inan
below, On time and chance-on dark decrees of
fate. On man's sad present, unseen future state I mus'd-what was it broke the chain ? What was't I saw-what is't I see again? A spirit flash'd before my sight, My hair rose stiff’ning with affrightIt silent stood, and formless seemd, I wist not, if I wak'd, or dream'dI gaz'd with straining eye-balls-wild des
pair, And trembling seiz'd on me-it still was
there, At last, it way'd a hand, and in such tones, As mortals hear not, spake--fear thrill'd my
bones -I beard as if one from the dead had spoke, While thus the spectre, its dread silence
broke. “Remember what thou art, and what thy
God “ Nor murmur if thou feel'st a father's rod, " In justice he afflicts, in mercy spares, " And now the frown of wrath be wears, “ And now the smile of heavenly love
appears, - Is He not wise? submit to his decree“ Art thou not weak ? ailoring bow the knee,
Angels above are faulty in his sight, “ He trusts not ev’n those radiant 'suils of
light. 66 And shall God then put confidence in Thee ? “ And durst thou say, “I am inores just than
He ? “ Your home's the dust, from morn to eve ye
die, “ No one regards or asks the reason why“ Before the moth, ye perish, and, your faine, 6 Is like the brief inemorial of a dream.”
P. B. I.
Epitaph in Margate Church Yard in memory of Ann Sachett, who died the 14th of June,
1902. Aged 25. How frail and false the hopes of carthly joy, That unperceiv'd our busy thoughts employ ; Yet still for this we pant, on this we trust, And dream of happiness allievi to dust..
But surer hopes, a joy that was sincere, Warm’d the dear breast of her that slumbers
here : On this intent, she smild at death's alarms, And long'd to rest within berSaviour's arms ; The Saviour saw--he heard the falt'ring
prayer, And snatch'd his purchase from a world of
Epitaph in Margate Church on the Tornb Stone of John Gann, who died Sept. 23, 1782. and
AN IMITATION. Ann, his wife.
“ BOUL! tbou hast goods laid up for many They died in faith-what more can words ex
“ Eat-drink-he merry !"– Fool, go blush To soothe the mind and make our sorrows less:
with tears: Remov'd from us, they tread a brighter Sooner thy body may exist on air, sphere,
Than the immortal on such dying fare. And share the glory they most wished for here; | And, if it could, say, whose shall those things That Lord they lov'd and sery'd is now their
be ? joy,
This night thy soul shall be required of thee. Aud songs of praises their divine employ.
NEW EVANGELICAL MAGAZINE,
MEMOIR OF THE LATE MR. ABRAHAM AUSTIN.
(Continued from page 9.] ALTHOUGH Mr. Austin, almost formed respecting them, and esfrom the first of his settlenient in pecially wherein he differed from London, was classed among the the generality of his brethren; Particular Baptists, yet it is a and with a view to that, we shall well-known fact that there are not here sketch an epitome of them. many ministers of that denomina. THE GOSPEL, he considered to tion, whose doctrinal sentiments be a revelation of mercy and and views of divine truth in grace to guilty men, unfolding the general, fully accorded with his way of salvation, in which all the
At the last interview which perfections of Deity gloriously the writer of this memoir had with harmonize, and in which they will him, and which took place on the eternally shine forth with resplenSabbath preceding his departure dent lustre, to the admiration of out of this world, he mentioned saints and angels.
This plan this circumstance, and expatiated originated in the divine mind, and upon it at some length, remarking was according to God's eternal that he did not recollect any one purpose, which he purposed in of them, whose views in all points himself, before he gave birth to were so congenial to his owu as time or existence to creatures--it those of Mr. Stephens of Man- is the pure result of his own selfchester, who happened, on that moved love and pity, irrespective very day, to be supplying his lack of the least degree of merit or of service at Fetter-lane. We be- desert in the creatures, who were lieve however that it would be pos- all viewed as in a fallen and guilty sible to mention another' or two, state-a plan directed in all its who would come under the same parts by infinite wisdom-and class, though they might not be combining in its result the praise known, or at least recollected by of the glory of his grace with the him at the moment; and parti- eternal happiness of the redeemed. cularly Mr. Gray of Blackburn, In this wondrous scheme of rewhose excellent Circular Letter" demption, Christ was Jehovah's we lately laid before our readers, first, or chief, elect; and to him (See Vol. II. p. 363–369, 409- the heirs of salvation were given 417.) As Mr. Austin was not in to be redeemed and brought to the practice of committing his glory. In the fulness of time, sentiments to the press, it may. God sent forth his Son, (the Word perhaps be acceptable to the rea- made flesb, John i. 14.) to redeem der to be more particularly in them from the curse of the law
which he did by being " himself in general. A few remarks on
man, in a way altogether indepenFrom this general outline of the dent of himself, so that the whole seheme of redemption, it is pro- of it, in all its various branches is bable that few of the Baptist of grace. As the justice of God ministers of the present day would obtained full satisfaction for our be found to dissent. But, unbap- violations of the holy law, in the pily, while they would be ready divine blood of Immanuel, the enough to yield an assent to it in atonement and that alone exhibits theory, very few of them really a foundation of everlasting conunderstand it so as to distinguish solation and of good hope, to it from the popular doctrine of the every sinner who hears of it. The day, or study to regulate their first and leading object of Mr. preaching by it. We shall there- Austin's ministry, therefore, was fore endeavour to be a little more directed to point his hearers to explicit in defining the difference “ the Lamb of God which taketh between Mr. Austin's views and away the sin of the world,”-to those of his ministering brethren the great work finished on Mount