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Of that eternal language which thy God
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,
Or if the secret ministry of frost
Shall hang them up in icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet moon.
Look not upon the Wine when it is red.-WILLIS.
Look not upon the wine when it
Is red within the cup!
Stay not for Pleasure when she fills
Her tempting beaker up !
Though clear its depths, and rich its glow,
A spell of madness lurks below.
They say 'tis pleasant on the lip,
Its rosy lights will turn to fire,
Its coolness change to thirst;
ALL hail! thou noble land,
Our fathers' native soil!
O'er the vast Atlantic wave to our shore;
For thou, with magic might,
Canst reach to where the light
Of Phoebus travels bright
The world o'er!
While the language, free and bold,
How the vault of heaven rung,
From rock to rock repeat
Round our coast;—`
While the manners, while the arts,
That mould a nation's soul,
Our joint communion breaking with the sun;
Yet still, from either beach,
The voice of blood shall reach,
More audible than speech,
Memoir of Lady Huntingdon.-CHRISTIAN OFFERING.
SELINA, Countess of Huntingdon, a descendant of the house of Shirley, was the daughter of Washington, earl Ferrers, and was born August 24, 1707. In early life, when only nine years old, seeing the corpse of a child about her own age carried by to the grave, she was led to attend the funeral. There she received the first impressions of deep concern respecting an eternal world; and with many tears she cried earnestly to God on the spot, that, whenever he should be pleased to call her hence, he would deliver her from all her fears, and give her a happy departure.
She frequently after visited the grave, and always re
tained a lively sense of the affecting scene. Though no views of evangelical truth had hitherto opened on her mind, yet, in her juvenile days, she often retired to her closet, and, in all her little troubles, found relief in pouring out her requests unto God.
When she grew up, and was introduced into the world, she constantly prayed that she might marry into a serious family. No branch of the peerage maintained more of the ancient dignity of English nobility, or was more amiable in a moral point of view, than the house of Huntingdon, which, as well as the house of Shirley, bore the royal arms of England, as descendants from her ancient monarchs. With the head of that family, Theophilus, earl of Huntingdon, she became united on the third of June, 1723.
In this high estate, she maintained a deportment pecu-liarly serious. Though sometimes at court, and visiting in the highest circles, she took no pleasure in the fashionable follies of the great. And when in the country, she delighted to scatter her bounty among her neighbors and dependants, with a liberal hand, endeavoring, by prayer, and fasting, and alms-deeds, to commend herself to the favor of the Most High, and to establish her own righteousness before him. Lady Betty and lady Margaret Hastings, lord Huntingdon's sisters, were women of singular excellence. Lady Margaret was brought to the saving knowledge of the gospel under the preaching of the zealous Methodists of that time.
Conversing one day with lady Margaret on the subject of religion, lady Huntingdon was very much struck with one expression which she uttered, that "since she had known the Lord Jesus Christ, and believed in him for life and salvation, she had been as happy as an angel." To happiness like this, arising from the favor of God, lady Huntingdon felt that she was as yet a total stranger. Soon after this circumstance, a dangerous illness brought her to the brink of the grave: the fear of death excited terrors in her mind, and her conscience was greatly distressed.
Under these affecting circumstances, the words of lady Margaret forcibly recurred to her recollection, and she felt an earnest desire to cast herself wholly upon Christ for salvation, with a determination to renounce every other hope. She instantly lifted up her heart to Jesus the Saviour in importunate prayer; her distress and fear were 'speedily removed, and she was filled with joy and peace in believing.
Her disorder soon took a favorable turn, and she was not only restored to perfect health, but, what was infinitely better, she was raised to newness of life. period, she determined to offer herself to God, as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable," which, she was now convinced, was her reasonable service. The change which divine grace thus wrought in her was soon observed by all around, in the open confession which she made of the faith once delivered to the saints, and by the zealous support which she began to give to the cause of God, amidst all the reproach with which it was attended. She had set her face as a flint, and was not ashamed of Christ or his cross.
Lady Huntingdon's heart was now truly devoted to God, and she resolved that she would lay herself out to do goodto the utmost of her ability. The poor around her were the natural objects of her attention. These she bountifully relieved in their necessities, visited in sickness, conversed with, and led them to the throne of grace, praying with them and for them. The prince of Wales once asked lady Charlotte E. where lady Huntingdon was, that she so seldom visited the court. Lady Charlotte replied contemptuously, "I suppose praying with her beggars." The prince shook his head, and said, "Lady Charlotte, when I am dying, I think I shall be happy to seize the skirt of lady Huntingdon's mantle."
Lady Huntingdon's person, endowments and spirit were all uncommon. She was rather above the middle size; her presence noble, and commanding respect; her