HARRIET MARTINEAU

AND

MRS. JAMESON.

"Therefore she walks through the great city, veiled
In virtue's adamantine eloquence,

'Gainst scorn, and death, and pain, thus trebly mailed.
And blending in the smiles of that defence,

The serpent and the dove-Wisdom and Innocence."

"A thousand winged Intelligences daily

Shall be thy ministers.

Thou shalt command all Arts,

As handmaids."

REVOLT OF ISLAM.

MICROCOSMUS.

"I meant the day-star should not brighter rise,
Nor lend like influence from its lucent seat;
I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet,
Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride:
I meant each softest virtue there should meet,
Fit in that softer bosom to reside :

Only a learned and a manly soul

I purposed her; that should, with even powers,
The rock, the spindle, and the shears controul
Of Destiny, and spin her own free hours."

BEN JONSON.

HARRIET MARTINEAU, in whose powers of keen observation, clear thought, patient study, and untiring energy, guided always by singleness of purpose in the pursuit of truth, we should naturally have found promise of a long career of constantly progressive intellectual labour, has been withdrawn by disabling illness from the active course which from her youth she had worthily pursued. Had it been otherwise, a review of the character of her mind and writings must have been conducted as only an examination of one portion of their manifestations, and must have been prophetic as well as retrospective. As it is, it must bear something of the impress of finality. Yet, it will not be worthy