and luxury. Read my * No Cross, No Crown!" There is instruction. Make your conversation with the most eminent for wisdom and piety, and shun all wicked men, as you hope for the blessing of God, and the comfort of your father's living and dying prayers. Be sure you speak no evil of any, no not of the meanest; much less of your superiours; as magistrates, guardians, tutors, teachers, and elders in Christ. Be no busy bodies; meddle not with other folks matters, but when in conscience and duty prest: for it procures trouble, and is ill manners, and very unseemly to wise men. In your families, remember Abraham, Moses, and Joshua; their integrity to the Lord; and do as you have them for your examples. Let the fear and service of the living God be encouraged in your houses, and that plainness, sobriety, and moderation in all things, as becometh God's chosen people: and, as I advise you, my beloved children, do you counsel yours, if God should give you any. Yea, I counsel and command them, as my posterity, that they love and serve the Lord God with an upright heart; that he may bless you and yours, from generation to generation. And, as for you, who are likely to be concerned in the government of Pennsylvania, and my parts of East Jersey, especially the first, I do charge you, before the Lord God and his holy angels, that you be lowly, diligent, and tender; fearing God, loving the people, and hating covetuousness. Let justice have its impartial course, and the law free passage; though to your loss, protect no man against it; for you are not above the law, but the law above you. Live, therefore, the lives yourselves you would have the people live; and then you have right and boldness to punish the trans

gressor. Keep upon the square, for God sees you: therefore do your duty: and be sure you see with your own eyes, and hear with your own ears. Entertain no lurchers; cherish no informers for gain or revenge; use no tricks, fly to no devices, to support or cover injustice; but let your hearts be upright before the Lord, trusting in him above the contrivances of men, and none shall be able to hurt or supplant.

Oh! the Lord is a strong God, and he can do whatsoever he pleases; and, though men consider it not, it is the Lord that rules and overrules in the kingdom of men; and he builds up and pulls down. I, your father, am the man that can say, he that trusts in the Lord shall not be confounded. But God, in due time, will make his enemies be at peace with him. If you thus behave yourselves, and so become a terrour to evil doers, and a praise to them that do well, God, my God, will be with you, in wisdom and a sound mind; and make you blessed instruments in his hand, for the settlement of some of those desolate parts of the world, which my soul desires above all worldly honours and riches; both for you that go, and you that stay; you that govern, and you who are governed; that in the end you may be gathered with me to the rest of God. Finally, my children, love one another with a true and endeared love, and your dear relations on both sides; and take care to preserve tender affection in your children to each other: often marrying within themselves, so as it be without the bounds forbidden in God's law. That so they may not, like the forgetting and unnatural world, grow out of kindred, and as cold as strangers; but as becomes a truly natural and Christian stock, you, and yours after you, may live

in the pure and fervent love of God towards one another, as becometh brethren in the spiritual and natural relation. So my God, that has blessed me with his abundant mercies, both of this and the other and better life, be with you all, guide you by his counsel, bless you, and bring you to his eternal glory; that you may shine, my dear children, in the firmament of God's power, with the blessed spirits of the just: that celestial family, praising and admir

ing him the God and Father of it, for ever and ever. For there is no God like unto him, the God of Abraham, of Isaac, and of Jacob; the God of the Prophets, the Apostles, and martyrs of Jesus; in whom I live for ever.So farewell to my thrice dearly beloved wife and children. Yours, as God pleaseth in that which no waters can quench, no time forget, nor distance wear away, but remains for ever.

WILLIAM PENN.

IN dreams of fancy's wildest power,
Oft has my kindling eye surveyed
The image of some radient maid
Descending to my summer bower:
And I have gazed the fleeting hour
Upon the soul-entrancing shade,
Till e'en reality would seem
As like the gilding of a dream;
As if, indeed, from breathing air,
Was formed the life-blood goddess
there.

But when the latest beams of e'en
Illumed no more the face of heaven,
And chill across my brow has past
The melancholy boding blast,
At once the spirit, all would fade;

Nor leave behind one trace, to tell
Remembrance of the vanished maid,
Or the beguiling spell.

Not so of her, whom once these eyes,
In no delusive dream, beheld,

Child of the earth-now of the skies. A beauteous tree, untimely felled, That flourished in the lonely glade.

While in mortal view she dwelled. Fair as the forms that fancy drew, In native loveliness arrayed,

In native loveliness she grew:

But, like those shadowy forms untrue
That on the musing eye decay,
She too has been-and pass'd away!
Has pass'd away-but in my mind
A living trace is left behind,
The image of her being fair,
That finds not an oblivion there.

Sad is her story, sad her fate

The sorrowing muse would now relate. As sad the verse shall flow. Oh! cast in beauty's heavenly mould, Though meek of temper, mild of mien, Thou could'st not 'scape the venomed

smart

That eager anguish gives the heart;

Thou could'st not shun the form of wo, The deadning touch of sorrow cold, Nor shield thee from her arrow keen.

Swift o'er thy head the moments rolled
That found thee with unruffled breast.
Ah! hope's bright sunshine soon was
o'er!

And holy peace, a smiling quest,
Fled from the bosom it had blest.

That holy peace retained no more.
Yet let me, ere the fatal hour,
That saw her victim to its power,
Came, like the frost in opening spring
That nips the unsuspecting flower

Of zephyr's nourishing-
While yet upon her lips were seen,
Dimpling, the wreathed smiles serene,
Let me, with mournful memory, trace
The beauties of her matchless face,
And bid the touching form appear
Arrayed in all all its graces here.

inspiring form?

Think'st thou the picture then could vie
With her who meets my inward eye?
Yet such her charms. Nor these alone:
Each bland accomplishment combined
To add its polish to the mind,
And the mild virtues were her own.
In that dear face a glance might read,
From every ruffling passion freed,

The transcript of her gentle breast,
In each pure look exprest;
A placid sweetness, that might lead
The lion, rage, to rest.

Sometimes a pensive cast would gloom

(As o'er the sun the light clouds fly) In deeper shade her feature's bloom, Fled the young smile and mirth unholyAnd she, the seeming child of melancholy,

By sweetly-sadd'ning thoughts deprest, Would muse on fleeting forms of folly; And often she would sigh.

What wonder if in heart so soft,
A prey to its own feelings oft-
What wonder if within that breast

That all the gentler passions knew,
The milder sympathies had blest,
Love, with the throng, should find a place
And every meaner influence chase?

He in that sanctuary grew,
And triumphed o'er the rest.
Yes, there was one the fervent maid
With looks of tenderness surveyed,
Far distant, far the thought of ill-

And him she loved in truth.
She found her fondness all repayed,
And with soul's delighting thrill
Her vows were plighted to the youth.
Ah! hapless pair! the wintry blast
O'er blooming love's elysium past;
Ravaged the bowers of heavenly bliss,
And chilled upon your lips the kiss!

"Ah! to another clime I go,"

The drooping fair was heard to say,
"Of ruthless force the yielding prey:
There death, the only good below,
'Tis consolation sweet to know,

Will steal me from my woes away,
And mix me with the senseless clay:
No eye to drop the pitying tear
Or mourn me on the passing bier!"

Another clime the mourner sought,
Her breast with hidden anguish fraught;
While, faithful to its prophetess,
The lamp of light less bright, and less
Each dawning day became,

Till the last, feeble, faultering flame
Seemed ready to expire.

Then nature's, powerful nature's claim
The sufferer's heart subdued:

And "bear me back;"-was now her last desire,

"O let my eyes be closed in peace!" Her pallid lips respire.

"Not in a land of strangers rude, But near the friends I love let my exist ence cease!"

Peace to thy shade, thou gentle one at rest!

No parent clasped thee ere thy slumber deep.

The wild waves rocked thee to thy lasting sleep;

CAMPBELL TRAVESTIED. ON Cannock when the sun was low, No tainted breeze betrayed the foe, And each sly fox and timid foe,

Lay crouched in covert quietly.

But Cannock showed another sight,
When an old man at dead of night
Stole forth, and by his lanthorn's light,
Stopt all the earths so cunningly.

By the farthing candle fast arrayed,
The huntsman waked his favourite maid,
The well known call she straight obeyed,
And made his breakfast instantly.

The horsemen met the hounds at seven,
From cover soon the prey was driven,
And swift as fiery bolts from heaven,

The pack pursued their enemy.

The chase is up! on, on ye brave,
Who never care your necks to save,
And scorn a dangerous leap to wave,

Now spur your coursers manfully.

The straining pack have neared their foe;
Hark to the halloo! tally ho!
Ne'er pause! o'er gates and hedges go,
The brush rewards your victory.

"Tis night-the hunt dine at the Sun,
The pipes are filled; the healths begun,
Each counts his feats and trophies won, ́
And all is mirth and jollity.

When beauty and musick awake the young dawn,

And sweeter her smile than the smile of sweet Flora,

When cowslips and daisies bedeck the gay lawn.

Let lordlings exult in their titles and treasure,

Where courts and where grandeur ex. tend their proud blaze.

And proud city beauties may listen with pleasure,

While poets as venal reecho their praise; No man shall now boast of the city or palace,

Bedecked with their beauties, a gay gild. ed train;

For now there's a fairer adorns our green valleys

'Tis Mary, sweet Mary, the flower of the Main. JOHN GETTY.

Ballytrisna, Co. Antrim.

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