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make my escape from these parts to go yonder and sing, among the spinning wheels. There is, however,' continued she, “an amiable handmaid of Devotion's, of low stature, called Humility, who has power to charm away these intruders; and when they send her to solicit my return, she never fails to bring me back again."

She next led me to the other great wing of the building, where I observed the apartments were fitted up with the greatest attention to comfort and accommodation. Here presided a glowing, warm-hearted, interesting looking creature, called Affection. As we approached, she smiled sweetly upon us; but there was a tear in her eye, and something of anxiety in her expression. As I looked into the many rooms which formed this division of the building, I beheld cheerful fires blazing, and small domestic circles formed around them. There were smiling mothers, with infants in their arms; and fathers, with groups of rosy children climbing their knees; there were brothers and sisters, walking hand in hand; and hoary heads reclining on youthful bosoms. "This is a pretty sight," said I: "Yes," said Happiness; "and perhaps, if I had any preference, it is here that I should most frequently repose. But I must tell you, that these apartments are peculiarly subject to invasion. There is a stern matron called Affliction, wearing a mourning habit, who walks up and down this gallery, and is continually turning in to one or other of the rooms: whenever she appears, I am obliged to retire; but during my absence, Devotion, when applied to, despatches two gentle handmaids, called Peace and Resignation, who are the most excellent substitutes I could employ. And if they are treated courteously, and made heartily welcome, it is seldom long before I show my face again I have heard it remarked, that I never look so healthy, nor wear so cheerful a smile, as after I have been banished, for a time, by that stern matron. There are some few of these rooms, indeed, where she has been so busy, that I have never since been able to gain free admit

tance: I am not even invited to return: they complain that my eye is too bright, and my manners too lively; and they find Peace and Resignation more congenial associates. Yet there are times when I steal in unperceived, behind one or other of these handmaids, and enliven the party, though they do not suspect I am there.

"But the worst enemy these apartments have to dread, is an ugly, noisy fiend, called Discord; who occasionally crawls in through some breach, which Charity (whose business it is to keep the hangings in repair) has left unclosed. When this happens, I fly quite out of hearing; and cannot be prevailed upon to return, unless that kindhearted girl comes, with an apology, to petition for my reappearance. As to Affliction, I am far from regarding her as an enemy: she is, in fact, but a faithful ally. You observed the vast numbers that flocked to the palace of Pleasure; it is always thus that she succeeds in leading off a large majority. And although comparatively few ever make their escape from her halls, yet, for that few, I am almost entirely indebted to the address of Affliction. Of all the messengers I despatch with invitations to my abode, none are so successful as she. You would be surprised to hear how many of the inhabitants of this place have been first driven by her from the palace of Pleasure, and then led by Devotion to our quiet valley."

The last suite of rooms I visited, was on the upper story; and they presented a very interesting and busy scene. A benignant personage, called Benevolence, presided here. The moment we ascended, I observed that a fresh glow overspread the face of Happiness, and her eyes beamed with more than their wonted effulgence. She met Benevolence with a cordial salutation, though it was but a hasty one; for he declared he had so much business on his hands, that he could not stay even to talk with Happiness. We followed him, however, through several different rooms, where there was much to gratify my curiosity. In one of these, I saw two or three solitary individuals, hard at

work in breaking the chains, and unloosing the fetters, from thousands of black men; and warding from their bleeding backs the strokes of the lash, which a whole band of gentleman-ruffians were attempting to inflict. In another room, there was a small circle of females, surrounded with a crowd of widows and orphans, to whom they distributed coats and garments. In one long apartment, I saw thousands of children, of all colors and countries, receiving instruction. And while some were engaged in their tuition, others were running to and fro along the gallery, and up and down the staircase, with piles of Bibles under their arms, which they distributed to every creature that passed. "Here," said I, "I should presume no evil powers dare intrude." At that, Benevolence shook his head: "In time," said he, "we hope to expel them entirely; but I assure you, that, if I do but fall asleep for a few minutes, there are two officious beings, called Ostentation and Party-spirit, who have the impudence to wear my dress; however," said he, "it must be confessed, that these impertinent fellows work very hard, and do a great deal of business for me, so that I should sometimes scarcely know how to get on without them; and, till I have more of my own family grown up, I am obliged to wink at their intrusion; sometimes, indeed, I am quite ashamed to see how much more they can accomplish than I do myself."

I had now visited all the great divisions of the building; and Happiness said it would be endless to conduct me through every secret passage, and into every retired closet, to which no one had access but herself. When she ceased to speak, I gazed at her and sighed: "Alas!" said I, "and is it so, that even your sanctuary is thus liable to invasion, and that those who come to reside under your protection, cannot insure your presence for an hour: whither then shall I go?" "Forbear these murmurings," said she, "and follow me." I did so; and she led me once more to the temple of Devotion. We found the priestess employed in trimming the flame on her altar, which, during

the light and bustle of day, was, she said, very apt to languish. Happiness told her my complaint, and she thus addressed me :

"Know you not, poor mortal," she said, "that although Happiness has been permitted to erect a temporary residence in this valley, it is not her hereditary estate, and that she reigns here only by a limited and precarious right? Her paternal mansion is in a higher region there her reign will be absolute, and her presence perpetual; and there the inhabitants of the valley will eventually accompany her. From the upper windows of this temple," continued she, "the golden towers of that palace are occasionally visible: when the sky is clear, and the air serene, I can always distinguish them. Do but look

steadily, for a time, and you also may perceive them." I turned my tearful eyes towards the quarter where Devotion pointed; but a gross vapor, rising from the earth, prevented my discerning a single turret. Devotion, however, assured me that they were there, and I believed her.


Lines written while sailing in a Boat at Evening.— WORDSWORTH.

How richly glows the water's breast
Before us, tinged with evening hues,
While, facing thus the crimson west,
The boat her silent course pursues!
And see how dark the backward stream!
A little moment past so smiling!
And still, perhaps, with faithless gleam,
Some other loiterers beguiling.

Such views the youthful bard allure ;
But, heedless of the following gloom,
He deems their colors shall endure

Till peace go with him to the tomb.
And let him nurse his fond deceit ;

And what if he must die in sorrow!
Who would not cherish dreams so sweet,
Though grief and pain may come to-morrow?


Obligations of Civil to Religious Liberty.-WORDSWORTH.

UNGRATEFUL Country, if thou e'er forget

The sons who for thy civil rights have bled!
How, like a Roman, Sidney bowed his head,
And Russell's milder blood the scaffold wet;
But these had fallen for profitless regret,
Had not thy church her champions bred,
And claims from other worlds inspirited

The star of liberty to rise. Nor yet

(Grave this within thy heart), if spiritual things Be lost, through apathy, or scorn, or fear,

Shalt thou thy humble franchises support,

However hardly won or justly dear.

What came from heaven, to heaven by nature clings;
And if dissevered thence, its course is short.

Our life is turned

Out of her course, wherever man is made
An offering, or a sacrifice, a tool

Or implement, a passive thing, employed
As a brute mean, without acknowledgment
Of common right or interest in the end.

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