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from; but every man who witnessed what I describe will remain as long as he lives impressed with the benevolence, I could almost say the affection, evinced in the look and manner of good old Andrew Duncan, the venerable Professor of the Theory of Physic, one of those delightful old men who have neither been corrupted nor rendered callous by long and active intercourse with mankind :-respect might restrain the expression of it, but there was not a heart which was not ready to say God bless him!

Some, too, there were, and I hope they may be forgiven for it, who looked back with sadness and regret on the time when the noble form of the late Professor of the Practice of Physic graced the company of his colleagues; and sorrowed inwardly, even at that moment, over the extinction of that mighty mind, which, for nearly half a century, gave a tone to physic and physicians, in which intelligence, penetration, decision, manly independence, and the absence of trick, quackery, and pretension, were ever conspicuous :-but, alas! we had but a few months before followed the illustrious GREGORY, in mournful procession, to his grave!

Last of all, the graduates all shook hands with one another, and even the coldest threw" so much of heart" into the deed, that I began to think we were making a rapid progress towards ultimate perfectibility.

Having shaken hands, then, once more, we depart,-some east, some west, some south, some (very few, however) north. We bid adieu, for ever, to faces which have become familiar to us, though we hardly know the owners of them: we take an eternal leave of our preceptors, and in that moment we feel nothing but respect and gratitude :-more than all, we bid a sad farewell to friends and fellow-students, most of whom, in this world at least, we shall never meet again. The pleasing anxious days of preparatory study, the brightest, perhaps the wisest, of our lives, are gone, never to return: other anxieties less noble, more oppressive, receive us. We betake ourselves to our respective posts, which are seldom to be deserted, even for a day: we are to become the local beings we have perhaps despised, with local attachments, local prejudices, local vanities: we are to form parts of circles of which the other parts are yet wholly unknown to us, and are to be loved or hated, admired or disliked, sought for or neglected, by those whom we have never yet seen or heard of; and all this often on the slightest grounds, and owing to the merest accidents.

Farewell, then, to the College, and farewell to teachers and students! Farewell careless and romantic days; dreams of high enterprise; days of grinding; nights of glorious reveries;-farewell. The narrow limits of academic ambition are no more. The freedom of youth is fled for ever. The business of an anxious world, and “ follies, but as empty quite," await us!

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THE FAREWELL TO THE DEAD.*

BY MRS. HEMANS.

COME near!-ere yet the dust

Soil the bright paleness of the settled brow,
Look on your brother, and embrace him now,
In still and solemn trust!

Come near! once more let kindred lips be press'd
On his cold cheek, then bear him to his rest.

Look yet on this young face!

What shall the beauty, from amongst us gone,
Leave of its image, e'en where most it shone,
Gladdening its hearth and race?

-Dim grows the semblance, on man's thought impress'd;
Come near! and bear the beautiful to rest!

Ye weep, and it is well!

For tears befit earth's partings!-Yesterday
Song was upon the lips of this pale clay,
And sunshine seem'd to dwell

Where'er he moved-the welcome and the bless'd!-
-Now gaze! and bear the silent to his rest.

Look yet on him, whose eye

Meets yours no more, in sadness or in mirth!
Was he not fair amongst the sons of earth,
The beings born to die?

But not where Death has power, may Love be bless'd!
-Come near! and bear ye the beloved to rest.

How may the mother's heart

Dwell on her son, and dare to hope again?
The spring's rich promise hath been given in vain,
The lovely must depart!

Is he not gone, our brightest and our best?
-Come near! and bear the early-call'd to rest!

Look on him! is he laid

To slumber from the harvest or the chase?
-Too still and sad the smile upon his face,
Yet that, e'en that, must fade!

Death will not hold unchanged his fairest guest:
Come near! and bear the mortal to his rest!

His voice of mirth hath ceased

Amidst the vineyards! there is left no place
For him whose dust receives your last embrace,
At the gay bridal feast!

Earth must take earth to moulder on her breast;
Come near! weep o'er him! bear him to his rest.

Yet mourn ye not as they

Whose spirit's light is quench'd!-For him the past
Is seal'd. He may not fall, he may not cast

His birthright's hope away!

All is not here of our beloved and bless'd!

-Leave ye the sleeper with his God to rest.

These lines were suggested by a part of the Greek funeral service, which summons relatives and friends to bid their last adieu. During, and after the recitation of this service, they kiss the cheeks and forehead of the deceased, who is laid in an open coffin. See Christian Researches in the Mediterranean,

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STATE OF PARTIES IN DUBLIN.

In a Letter to a Friend.

You express your astonishment at the proceedings which have taken place in the Irish Metropolis, and ask me for a detail of what I have seen and felt amidst this incoherent and distracted people, who are so widely removed from our English habits of action and of thought, as to excite that sort of curiosity which attends an investigation of the manners of a remote and outlandish race. Ireland is, indeed, a kind of Terra del Fuego-the country of fire and passion, and almost at the extremity of the political world. I landed in Dublin shortly after the departure of the King. The factious feelings, which had been restrained by his presence, did not for a little time after his valedictory admonition, resume their undisguised and stormy force. They stood in awe before their sovereign, and were checked by his rebuke. It had been well if the promoters of division had not been merely censured, but chastised. The King paused at the "Quos ego," and directed less of his attention to the task of retribution than of peace. The vehement spirits retreated for an interval to their recesses. However indignant, they limited the expression of their anger to the walls of the Common Council. They were imprisoned, but grumbled round their den magno cum murmure mentis." When, however, they were relieved from the abashment which the presence of Majesty had inspired, the Eolus of this boisterous party impelled the ancient missiles over the boundaries within which their ferocity had been confined, and let them loose upon the community. "The glorious and immortal memory" was flung by the Lord Mayor from the civic throne against the barrier of decorum, by which the tempestuous fury of the Corporators had been reluctantly restrained. The insulting commemoration was hailed by the Orange faction with a sort of barbarous joy. Alderman James was accounted the regenerator of sound principle, and raised into an importance to which neither his station nor his wealth gave him any legitimate claim. Such is the miserable condition of this province, sheriffs and lord mayors are lifted into political consequence, and almost participate in the government of the country! The violation of the royal precept was considered as an achievement—a sort of chivalry was discovered by the Orangemen of Dublin in the offence which was offered at their orgies by the bacchanalians of the Common Council; and the opprobrious celebration of the disasters of their country was received by them as a pledge of the unendangered continuance of their old immunities of insult. Their pride, however, suddenly moulted its feathers, when the appointment of Lord Wellesley as Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, in room of the nobleman who had given countenance to this wanton contumely, was announced. The intelligence produced dismay among the Orange faction, and a feeling of proportionate gratification in the great body of the people. Yet, upon the entrance of Lord Wellesley into the city, a circumstance occurred which excited a general surprise. The Lord Mayor advanced to receive him in compliance with a mere customary form. It was anticipated that he would meet with any thing but a demonstration of favour. Judge, then, of the general astonishment, when the man who had given the obnoxious

toast, was selected as the primary object of the viceregal partialities. Alderman James was touched by the talismanic sword, and started into "Sir Kingston." In making him a Baronet, I doubt not but Lord Wellesley imagined that he might conciliate the party to which he belonged. Yet the Marquis was sensible of the anomaly of his conduct, and cast upon his native air the blame of this inconsistent act. He said that he had committed a blunder, and a convenient gentleman took a portion of its discredit to himself. Mr. Blake, his lordship's intimate friend, attributed the mistake to his own inadvertence." Sir Kingston," he intimated, resolutely rejected the inglorious notoriety of a knighthood, and demanded a Baronetcy as the only remuneration which was at all adequate to his services. "In the hurry of the mo ment," said Mr. Blake, "I could not avoid the gratifying his vanity; and my noble friend, at my instance, threw the thing away." By this expedient, a double object was secured by Mr. Blake-he relieved his patron from an embarrassment, and signified his own influence to the public. The history of this shrewd and ingenious gentleman is not a little singular, and affords an example of the felicitous combination of sagacity and good fortune, which is necessary to elevate a man, so suddenly, from a comparatively inferior condition to the enjoyment of consequence and power. He is, I have been informed by his friends, the younger son of a respectable family belonging to the county of Galway, with fully as many ancestors in their genealogy as acres in their estate. An ensigncy in the militia was his first grade in the ladder of success. His mind was active, and, although without the advantage of regular service in the line, he soon acquired so much skill and knowledge as to become adjutant to the regiment. The troops committed to his raw instructions were soon distinguished by their superiority over the rest of these pacific levies. Upon the exchange of militias, Mr. Blake went to England, and, with the accustomed good luck of his countrymen, formed a useful and happy matrimonial alliance. He was urged by his new connexions, and impelled by an instinctive consciousness of his abilities, to go to the Bar. He was well aware (for he not only possesses a knowledge of others, but the rarer science of knowing himself) that he had few of the qualifications necessary to distinguish himself as an advocate, and chose the less brilliant, but more certain path of equity pleading. Having studied mankind, as well as law, he speedily obtained employment. Professing the Roman Catholic religion, he engaged in the transactions of the London board of noblemen and gentlemen of that persuasion, who are associated for the attainment of their civil rights. In this body he soon gained an ascendancy. He was greatly superior in address to the devout patricians, whose noble blood had been so regularly interchanged among each other, from the pious and aristocratic fear of contaminating their faith in their descent, that it had meandered for centuries through a few virtuous and highly titled families, undisturbed by any violent infusion of vulgar intellect, and unsullied by a single intermixture of heterodox love. Circulating through the same channels, it began to stagnate at last. In an assembly so constituted, it was not unnatural that this intrepid barrister should speedily obtain a considerable sway. He became intimate with the chief Catholics of England, and was em

ployed by them, in his professional capacity, in the management of their affairs. In effectuating various arrangements with their creditors, he displayed so much practical dexterity that his financial reputation was gradually diffused among the nobility:-through the medium of these useful accomplishments he was introduced to Lord Wellesley. Mr. Blake ingratiated himself into his favour, and was soon intrusted with his bosom thoughts. These circumstances, combined with his professional talents, which are considerable, accelerated his progress at the Bar. Lord Eldon could not but smile upon the prosperous associate of the nobles of the land; and he rose into full business. In Ireland, however, little had been heard of him; and when the approaching arrival of Lord Wellesley was announced, the paragraphs in the London papers which mentioned that his Lordship was accompanied by his friend Mr. Blake, and that he had set off from his house to prosecute his journey to this country excited a general curiosity. It was soon ascertained that he was among the dispensers of fortune. He furnished an early evidence of his influence over the new viceroy, in the instance which I have already specified; and succeeded to a certain extent in allaying the resentment of the people, at the distinction conferred upon the person who had been the first to impinge the injunctions of the King. The marked civilities which were paid him by Mr. Plunket, confirmed the general notion of his importance. The obsequious assiduity with which that learned gentleman courted the favourite of Lord Wellesley, stood in strong contrast with his habitual coldness and reserve. It was understood that Mr. Blake was consulted upon measures and upon men: he was known to be a puller of the wires in the political puppet-show. Another remarkable proof of his sway with the Lord Lieutenant occurred soon after his arrival: Lord Wellesley was invited by the Corporation to a public dinner. Mr. Blake was, of course, among the guests, and his health was proposed in compliment to the Marquis. The representative of the King started up to return thanks. This excited universal astonishment. Mr. Blake sat beside him, and, interposing between his friendship and his dignity, superseded his viceregal proxy, and expressed his gratitude himself. I have dwelt upon the merits and good fortune of this prosperous barrister, because the distinction conferred upon him by Lord Wellesley made him a conspicuous feature in the political picture, and because the strength of friendship entertained for him by so illustrious an individual, throws a light upon the character of the latter, as it reflects honour upon the object of his regard. Lord Wellesley disclosed other traits of a peculiar mind at the civic banquet. He made many speeches, and in every one of them gave indications of a love for oratorical exhibition. He indulged in encomiastic expatiations upon the achievements of his family, which, in a man of questionable merit, would have excited something like a smile, and which, with all his talents, could not fail to produce amongst his most sincere admirers a feeling of mingled surprise and regret. The fire and nobleness of his manner, and the power of his diction, were thrown away upon such an audience. He flung his fine thoughts, like pearls, upon a porcine herd; while a certain peculiarity of character, and an overweening self-complacency, struck the dullest observer of them all. Of one fact, however, he apprised the assembly, which was not

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