the committee, there was a physical impossibility of that report being true. But I scorn to answer any man for my conduct, whether he be a political coxcomb, or whether he brought himself into power by a false glare of courage or not. LESSON CVII. THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER. ГОРЕ. 1. Father of all, in every age, By saint, by savage, and by sage, 2. Thou great first cause, least understood, To know but this, that thou art good, 3. Yet gave me, in this dark estate, 4. What conscience dictates to be done, This teach me more than hell to shun, 5. What blessings thy free bounty gives, For God is paid when man receives; 6. Yet not to earth's contracted span 7. Let not this weak, unknowing hand 8. If I am right, thy grace impart, If I am wrong, oh teach my heart 9. Save me alike from foolish pride, At aught thy wisdom has denied, 10. Teach me to feel another's woe; That mercy I to others show, 11. Mean though I am, not wholly so, Through this day's life or death. 12. This day, be bread and peace my lot: All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestowed or not, And let thy will be done. 13. To thee, whose temple is all space, One chorus let all beings raise- LESSON CVIII. CHARACTER OF BONAPARTE. PHILLIPS. 1. HE is fallen! We may now pause before that splendid prod igy, which towered amongst us like some ancient ruin, whose frown terrified the glance its magnificence attracted. Grand, gloomy, and peculiar, he sat upon the throne a sceptered hermit, wrapt in the solitude of his own originality. A mind, bold, independent, and decisive—a will, despotic in its dictates—an energy that distanced expedition, and a conscience pliable to every touch of interest, marked the outline of this extraordinary character-the most extraordinary, perhaps, that in the annals of this world, ever rose, or reigned, or fell. 2. Flung into life, in the midst of a revolution that quickened every energy of a people who acknowledge no superior, he commenced his course, a stranger by birth, and a scholar by charity! With no friend but his sword, and no fortune but his talents, he rushed in the list where rank, and wealth, and genius had arrayed themselves, and competition fled from him as from the glance of destiny. He knew no motive but interest-he acknowledged no criterion but success-he worshiped no God but ambition, and with an eastern devotion he knelt at the shrine of his idolatry. 3. Subsidiary to this, there was no creed that he did not profess, there was no opinion that he did not promulgate; in the hope of a dynasty. he upheld the crescent; for the sake of a divorce, he bowed before the cross: the orphan of St. Louis, he became the adopted child of the republic: and with a par ricidal ingratitude, on the ruins both of the throne and the tribune, he reared the throne of his despotism. A professed Catholic, he imprisoned the pope; a pretended patriot, he im poverished the country; and, in the name of Brutus, he grasped without remorse, and wore without shame, the diadem of the Cæsars! LESSON CIX. GOD GIVETH TO ALL ARIGHT. MRS. LLOYD. 1. YOUNG NORAH sat at her cottage door, Her baby crept on the soft greensward, 2. The sun had placed on the children's cheeks 3. The golden faded-a purple tinge The creeping baby was hushed to sleep 4. Still the mother, wrapt in gloomy thoughts, When the father came through the little gate, 5. The young wife over his weary form A troubled, quick glance sent, Then she laid her hand on her husband's arm, And murmured her discontent. 6. "I was thinking just now of your life of toil, The days that bring only ease to him, 7. "And I thought, if we only live to work, For their daily bread, it were well for all 8. "Why, Norah, your thoughts are strange and wild, And your heart is wrong to-night; There's a righteous Giver above," he said, 9. "I have worked to-day in the rich man's field,. I have eat in the rich man's hall; His lands are broad, and his gold is bright 10. "His lands are broad-they were freely given, If again on the pallid cheek Of his beautiful, cherished, invalid wife, 11. "His gold is bright-it would be to him Could it buy a single germ of thought 12. "Nay, Norah, the little sleeper there- Thy love, dear wife, and our perfect health, 13. "For our hopeful future, our present good, And Norah said, as she kissed her babe, |