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fully persuaded of it, and bring himself to have those affections which he desires to infuse into others. He that is persuaded of the truth of what he says, and has a concern about it in his mind, will pronounce with a natural vehemence that is far more lively than all the strains that art can lead him to. An orator must be an honest man, and speak always on the side of truth, and study to feel all that he says, and then he will speak it so as to make others feel it likewise.-Cambray's Dialogues on Eloquence.

TRUTH AND SINCERITY.

Truth and sincerity have all the advantages of appearance and many more. If the show of any thing be good, the reality must be better; for why does any man dissemble, or seem to be that which he is not, but because he thinks to have such a quality as he pretends to; for to counterfeit and dissemble, is to put on the appearance of some real excellency. Now the best

way for a man to seem to be any thing, is really to be what he would seem to be. It is hard to personate and act a part long; for where truth is not at the bottom, nature will betray herself one time or other. When a man has once forfeited the reputation of his integrity, nothing will then serve his turn, neither truth nor. falsehood; so that upon all accounts, sincerity is true wisdom.

GOLIATH OF GATH.

The following account of this Giant is extracted from Malcom's Bible Dictionary." Goliath of Gath was 11 feet and 4 inches in height; his brazen helmet weighed 15 lbs. his target or collar, affixed between his shoulders to defend his neck, about 30; his spear was 26 feet long, and weighed 58 lbs. its head weighing 38; his sword 4; his greaves on his legs 30; and his coat of mail 136! Making in all 223 lbs."

BIGOTRY.

The orator of the Emerald Isle, in a speech at the meeting of the Catholics, thus personifies Bigotry :-She has no head, and cannot think-no heart, and cannot

feel!-When she moves, it is in wrath-when she pauses, it is amid ruin her prayers are curses-her God is a demon-her communion is death-her vengeance is eternity-her decalogue is written in the blood of her victims and if she stops for a moment in her infernal flight, it is upon a kindred rock, to whet her vulture fang for keener rapine, and replume her wing for a more sanguinary desolation.

OUR PILGRIM FATHERS.

Montgomery has beautifully described Columbus, while meditating on his great expedition, as gazing with eager expectation towards the new world which he hoped to discover

Lights of Heaven, he cried,

Lead on! I go to win a glorious bride,

By nature nursed beyond the jealous sea,
Denied to ages, but betrothed to me.

This bride our pilgrim fathers found on these unvisited shores. On her shady bowers no rude spoiler had intruded. None of the corruptions of the old world had found their way into her bosom. She was worthy to be the bride of our forefathers, and to become the mother of a race of freemen

MODESTY.

A just and reasonable modesty, does not only recommend eloquence, but sets off every great talent which a man can be possessed of. It heightens all the virtues which it accompanies; like the shades in painting, it raises and rounds every figure, and makes the colors more beautiful, though not so glaring as they would be without it. It is not only an ornament, but a guard to virtue. It is a quick and delicate feeling in the soul, which makes her shrink from every thing that has danger in it.—

DISCRETION.

There are many shining qualities in the mind of man, but there are none so useful as discretion; it is this, indeed, which gives a value to all the rest, sets them at work in their proper times and places, and turns them to the advantage of the person who is possessed

of them. Without it, learning is pedantry, and wit impertinence, virtue itself looks like weakness; the best parts only qualify a man to be more sprightly in errors, and active to his own prejudice.

It was once said by Sir Thomas Overbury, that the man who has nothing to boast of but illustrious ancestors, is like a potatoe-the only good thing belonging to him is under ground.

A false friend is like a shadow on a dial; it appears in clear weather, but vanishes as soon as that is cloudy.

A rugged countenance often conceals the warmest heart; as the richest pearl sleeps in the roughest shell.

NOTICES OF RECENT PUBLICATIONS.

View of Ancient and Modern Egypt, with an outline of its Natural History. By Rev. Michael Russel, L. L. D. With a map and engravings: Being the twenty-third number of the Family Library. New-York. J. & J. Harper. 1 vol. 18mo. pp. 348.

We have no hesitation in saying that we consider the work before us the most interesting of the series composing the Family Library. In saying this we mean no disparagement to the others. We have more than once borne testimony to their merits, and we cordially join in the general commendation awarded them by the public press. The earlier numbers of the work met with a reception favorable beyond a precedent, and each successive volume has contributed abundantly to extend its merited popularity. We are pleased to observe this popularity. It argues well for the public taste; and shows that the appetite of the reading community for sound and useful knowledge has not been vitiated or destroyed by the deluge of trashy novels, that are issuing from the press in such an overwhelming torrent as sometimes almost makes us doubt the reality of the blessing conferred upon the world by the invention of printing. We mean then no disparagement to the others when we say we find this one of the most interesting of the series. There is something in the very subject of the present volume so admirably calculated to afford enjoyment to a just and laudable curiosity, that the writer must have been totally devoid of ability who could fail to awaken unusual interest in his readers, or to impart to them a more than ordinary measure of entertainment and instruction. Here we have food adapted to every class. To the antiquarian, for Egypt was the land of Antiquity when Greece was in her infancy, and Rome as yet unheard of. To the histo rian, for besides her Ptolemies and her Pharaohs, her monuments are inscribed with the names of those who lived and acted when every other history was fable. To the philosopher, for this was a land of sages when all the world besides was yet immersed in

barbarism, and to Egypt we still look for the origin of written language and of every useful art and science:-and to the divine especially, for here was the scene of many of the most interesting incidents recorded in Holy Writ; here Joseph received his brethren; this was the scene from which Moses led forth the Israelites to deliverance, and Pharaoh his mighty host to be overwhelmed in their pride by the arm of the Lord. We had intended to say something of the plan of the present work and to recommend it to the attention of our readers, but we trust it is unnecessary. We will observe however that an additional interest has been conferred upon every thing connected with Egyptian Literature, by the recent discovery of a key to the hieroglyphic system, that many important discoveries in the early history of Egypt have been made already, and that the distinguished intelligence and zeal of the individuals engaged in the pursuit, justify the belief that many more will be brought to light: nay, that the innumerable monumental inscriptions that cover

"The tombs of monarchs to the clouds uppiled

Who perished while the eternal tombs remain"— which have been forso many ages a sealed book to the learned, will soon be made so plain that all who run may read.

The Mosaic History of the Creation of the World, illustrated by discoveries and experiments derived from the present enlightened state of science: with reflections tending to promote vital and practical religion. By Thomas Wood, A. M. First American, from the second London Edition, revised and improved by the Rev. J. P. Durbin, A. M. Professor of Languages, Augusta College, Kentucky.-New-York.-Bangs & McElrath. 1 vol. 8vo.

The improved and improving state of society, the changes wrought in the public mind by the widely diffused discoveries and demonstrations of science, and the high ground in opposition to the authenticity of revelation taken by modern skepticism, neology and false philosophy, call loudly for a work of a high character for scientific accuracy and research on the subject of the Mosaic history of the creation. The question has often been asked by the well-meaning, although uninformed, Christian, will science stand by us and confirm revelation as she embowels the mountains, sweeps the atmosphere, dives into the abyss of the deep, and exhausts nature in her search for the principles of things? We answer, she will. "Star-eyed science" wanders not here.-Her testimony is loud and decisive. Mr. Wood has collected, from the various and extensive accumulations within his reach, a mass of interesting facts and deductions in relation to his great subject in its different views, and has arranged them in such a lively order that the attention is ever kept awake in the perusal, while the memory is stored with the great principles of nature and their recorded results. Professor Durbin has improved the English edition with those new discoveries in science that have thrown additional light on the subject since the publication of the work in England."

POETRY.

I SEE THY POWER, ETERNAL GOD
I see thy power, Eternal God!
Engrav'd upon the dark blue sky;
The trees that on the mountains nod,
Thy name in whispers sigh.

The sun that rolls through burning space
Shines to illume Thy temple's dome,
In all Thy varied works I trace
Marks of Thy secret home.

Thy dwelling is yon distant star,

That burns with scarce perceptive ray;
The comet is Thy flaming car,
Careering on its way.

I view Thee in the splendid arch,
That shines upon the summer cloud
I hear the footsteps of Thy march
In the storm's thunder loud.

The lightning is Thine eye's deep glance
That looks upon the world below;
And when the northern streamers dance,
Thine is the lustrous glow.

The flaming night-arch shows Thy skill; Thy breath impels the tempest's roar, And as I learn Thy potent will,

I tremble and adore.

God! Thou art every where: I see

Thy beauty in the deep-hued flower;
Thy strength is shown mysteriously
In the dread earthquake's power.
I view thy varied hand in waves,
That gently kiss the pebbled shore;
Or, rolling o'er their ocean graves,
In wrathful anguish roar.

The dark green pines that feel the breeze,
Talk of Thee to the forest rill;
And mighty torrents when they freeze
Display Thy wisdom still.

The birds that raise the morning hymn,

Feel, as they chant, an impulse proud;

They catch the fire of seraphim,

And speak of Thee aloud.

All nature has a living voice,

Thy wisdom and Thy praise to show,

And as I hear Thy works rejoice,

I feel my spirit glow.

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