Author of my religion hath taught me to pronounce other pretences vain and delusive.

Caspipini.

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TRUE politeness is the genuine offspring of true religion; a sullen severity of manner is nowhere inculcated in the gospel: meekness, humility, and condescension are there marked out as fundamental graces, and where these reign in the heart, they will surely dictate such a sweet and amiable conduct, as is only mimicked by the common forms of what is called good breeding. I find as great want of this true politeness among the rich, as among the poor. not, neither does poverty withhold it; parent, it is confined to no state

denomination.

Wealth gives it like its illustrious of life, sect, or

Caspipini.

THE RAINBOW.

THE evening was glorious; and light through the trees Play'd the sunshine and rain-drops, the birds and the breeze, The landscape outstretching, in loveliness lay

On the lap of the year, in the beauty of May.

For the queen of the spring, as she passed down the vale,
Left her robe on the trees, her breath on the gale;
And the smile of her promise gave joy to the hours,
And rank in her footsteps sprung herbage and flowers.

The skies, like a banner in sun-set unroll'd,
O'er the west threw their splendour of azure and gold;
But one cloud at a distance rose dense, and increased,
Till its margin of black touch'd the zenith and east.

We gazed on the scenes, while around us they glow'd,
When a vision of beauty appeared on the cloud;

'Twas not like the sun, as at mid-day we view,

Nor the moon that rolls nightly through star-light and blue.

Like a spirit it came on the van of the storm,

And the eye and the heart hail'd its beautiful form:
For it look'd not severe, like an angel of wrath,
And its garment of brightness illum'd its dark path.

In the height of its grandeur sublimely it stood,
O'er the river, the village, the field, and the wood,
And river, field, village, and woodland, grew bright,
As conscious they felt, and afforded delight.

'Twas the bow of Omnipotence, bent in his hand,
Whose grasp of creation the universe spann'd;
'Twas the presence of God in a symbol sublime,-
His bow from the flood to the exit of time.

Not dreadful, as when in the whirlwind he pleads,
When storms are his chariot and lightnings his steeds;
The black clouds his banners of vengeance unfurled,
And thunder'd his voice to a guilt-stricken world.

In the breath of his presence, when thousands expire,

And seas boil with fury, and rocks burn with fire,

And the sword and the plague-spot with death strew the plain, And vultures and wolves are the graves of the slain.

Not such was that rainbow, that beautiful one!
Whose arch was refraction, its key-stone the sun,
A pavilion it seemed, which the Deity grac'd,
And justice and mercy met there and embraced.

Awhile, and it sweetly bent over the gloom,

Like love o'er a death-couch, or hope o'er the tomb,
Then left the dark scenes whence it slowly retired,
As love had just vanish'd, and hope had expir'd.

I gaz'd not alone on that source of my song;
To all that beheld it these verses belong;
Its presence to all was the path of the Lord;
Each full heart expanded, grew warm and adored.

Like a visit, the converse of friends, and a day,
That bow from my sight pass'd for ever away;
Like that visit, that converse, that day, on my heart,
That bow from remembrance will never depart.

'Tis a picture in memory, distinctly defined,
With the strong and unperishing colours of mind;
A part of my being beyond my control,

Beheld on that cloud, and transcrib'd on my soul.

Holland.

HANNAH MORE'S STRICTURES ON THE SYSTEM OF

MODERN FEMALE EDUCATION.

PROPRIETY is to a woman, what the great Roman critic says, action is to an orator; it is the first, the second, the third requisite. A woman may be knowing, active, witty, and amusing, but without propriety, she cannot be amiable. Propriety is the centre in which all the lines of duty and agreeableness meet; it is to character, what proportion is to figure, and grace to attitude; it does not depend on any one perfection, but is the result of general excellence; it shows itself by a regular, orderly, undeviating course, and never

starts from its sober orbit, into any splendid eccentricities, for it would be ashamed of such praise as it might extort by any deviation from its proper path; it renounces all commendation but what is characteristic, and I would make it the criterion of true taste, right principle, and genuine feeling in a woman, whether she would be less touched with all the flattery of romantic and exaggerated panegyric, than with that beautiful picture of correct and elegant propriety, which Milton draws of our first mother, when he delineates

"Those thousand decencies which daily flow,
From all her words and actions."

TEA.

THE Consumption of tea has been raised in the United Kingdom by the East India Company, from one hundred pounds weight in 1668, to nearly thirtytwo millions of pounds in 1833. The order by the East India Company, to their agent in Bantam, in 1668 was, to send home "one hundred pounds of goode tey" as a speculation.

TO WOMAN.

O THOU, by heaven ordain'd to be
Arbitress of man's destiny,

From thy warm heart one tender sigh,
One glance from thine approving eye,
Can raise or bend him at thy will,

To virtue's noblest flight, or worst extremes of ill.

Be angel-minded! and despise

Thy sex's little vanities;

And let not passion's lawless tide

Thy better purpose sweep aside;

For woe awaits the evil hour,

That lends to man's annoy thy heaven-instructed power.

Woman! 'tis thine with gentle sway,

To lure him from each sinful way;
Thine, in domestic solitude,

To win him to be wise and good,
His pattern, guide, and friend to be,

And give him back the heaven he forfeited for thee.

"The

HANNAH MORE on female education says, profession of ladies, to which the bent of their instruction should be turned, is that of daughters, wives, mothers, and mistresses of families. They should be therefore trained with a view to these several conditions, and be furnished with a stock of ideas, and principles, and qualifications, and habits, ready to be applied and appropriated, as occasion may demand, to each of these respective situations. For though the arts which merely embellish life, must claim admiration, yet, when a man of sense comes to marry, it is a companion whom he wants, not an artist. It is not merely a creature who can paint, can play, and sing, and draw, and dress, and dance; it is a being who can comfort and counsel him; one who can reason, and reflect, and feel, and judge, and discourse, and dis

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