ourselves and our cause to the government of our country. It is this which argues the purity and philanthropy of our motives. We are those who never present ourselves at the gates of the ministry but in the cause of religion and humanity; and forming, as we do, as far as the question of slave emancipation is concerned, the entire mass of the religious community, properly so called, by whom, if not by us, should the cause of the oppressed be espoused?

Friends of humanity! long enough has this question been trifled with. Time it is that it should be put for ever at rest. Truth and righteousness must prevail over falsehood and oppression. It remains with your.. selves to say how early or how remote shall be the period when the thonged whip of the slave-driver shall be consigned to the flames, and when the iron bonds of the slave shall be cast into the depths of the sea,-when the colour of the skin shall no longer be a badge of thraldom and disgrace, and when the doom of the slave trade shall at length be pronounced.

Let your wishes be promptly and unhesitatingly made known to the high authorities of our country, and disposed as they are, they will not be expressed in vain. Means will be taken, without compromising the well-being of society, to satisfy both the demands of the slave and those of the slaveholder; and a stain shall be wiped away which has too long disgraced the British

name.

EGOMET.

STANZAS.

BY JOHN MALCOLM.

IN Eden's bowers, when Adam stood-
Creation's Lord-earth's eldest son-
His Maker saw it was not good,

That he should dwell alone.

And then his beauteous mate was made The last, best gift by heaven bestowed, In blushes, and in smiles arrayed,

All glowing from her God.

And still, if in a world of strife,

Fair woman sweetens wintry years,

A flower upon the waste of life,
A rainbow through its tears.
If still her love to this dark scene

Can bind us with so sweet a band,

Oh! think how blessed must have been First love in Eden's land.

ON THE

GENIUS OF JEREMY TAYLOR.

BY GEORGE GODFREY CUNNINGHAM.

THE seventeenth century was the heroic age of English theology. The divines of that period, those at least whom we must regard as the fit exponents of the moral and intellectual character of the class to which they belonged, were a Titanic race; they had a giant strength and energy, an air of nobleness and freedom about them, revealing a lofty lineage; they exhibited a higher order of feeling, a sublimer range of thought, a more settled and conscious dignity of being,

and aim, and purpose, than is witnessed in the ordinary sons of men; their enterprises were the conceptions of gigantic minds, conscious of power, and dauntless in purpose; and they fill alone a rank and place, of which none of their successors, however gifted, have yet dispossessed them.

The revival of a taste for the writings of such men as Howe, and OwEN, and MILTON, and TAYLOR, is one of the most promising appearances in the intellectual and moral aspect of the present day. It betokens a clearer discernment of true excellence-a juster notion of what constitutes intellectual wealth-a livelier sensibility to moral grandeur, than we should have dared some years ago to have predicated of the general tone and sentiment of the public mind. We are indeed great admirers of the correct and chastened composition, the condensation and diligent finishing, which characterize the pulpit literature of this age; but we are often made to feel that it is altogether too tame, too formal and elaborate, for the production of effect at all proportioned to the magni