Our country! shall Midian enslave her,
With the blood of the brave in our veins ?
Shall we couch to the tyrant forever,

Whilst manhood-existence-remains?

Shall we fawn on the despot? Oh, never!-
Like freemen, unrivet your chains!

Like locusts our foes are before us,
Encamped in the valley below;
The sabre must freedom restore us,

The spear, and the shaft, and the bow;-
The banners of Heaven wave o'er us,-
Rush!-rush like a flood on the foe!

IMPORTANCE OF EARLY PIETY.

THOMAS BLACKLOCK, D. D

(Dr. Blacklock was blind from infancy.)

IN life's gay morn, when sprightly youth

With vital ardor glows,

And shines in all the fairest charms

Which beauty can disclose;

Deep on thy soul, before its pow'rs

Are yet by vice enslav'd,

Be thy Creator's glorious name
And character engrav'd.

For soon the shades of grief shall cloud
The sunshine of thy days;

And cares, and toils, in endless round
Encompass all thy ways.

Soon shall thy heart the woes of age
In mournful groans deplore,

And sadly muse on former joys,
That now return no more.

THE HOUSE OF YOUR UI UE.

REV. WM. CAMERON.

WHILE others crowd the house of mirth,

And haunt the gaudy show,

Let such as would with Wisdom dwell,
Frequent the house of woe.

Better to weep with those who weep,
And share the afflicted's smart,
Than mix with fools in giddy joys

That cheat and wound the heart.

When virtuous sorrow clouds the face,

And tears bedim the eye,

The soul is led to solemn thought,

And wafted to the sky.

The wise in heart revisit oft
Grief's dark sequester'd cell;
And thoughtless still with levity
And mirth delight to dwell.

The noisy laughter of the fool
Is like the crackling sound

Of blazing thorns, which quickly fall
In ashes to the ground.

SMOK I NE SPIRITUALIZED.

PART I.

THIS Indian weed, now wither'd quite,

Though green at noon, cut down at night,

Shows thy decay;

All flesh is hay.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

The pipe, so lily-like and weak,

Does thus thy mortal state bespeak,

Thou art even such,

Gone with a touch.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

And when the smoke ascends on high, Then thou behold'st the vanity

Of worldly stuff,

Gone with a puff.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

And when the pipe grows foul within, Think on thy soul, defil'd with sin;

For then the fire

It does require.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

And seest the ashes cast away;

Then to thyself thou mayest say,

That to the dust

Return thou must.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

RALPH ERSKINE.

PART II.

Was this small plant for thee cut down?
So was the plant of great renown;
Which mercy sends

For nobler ends.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

Doth juice medicinal proceed

From such a naughty foreign weed?

Then what's the pow'r

Of Jesse's flow'r?

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

The promise, like the pipe, inlays,

And by the mouth of faith conveys

What virtue flows

From Sharon's Rose.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

In vain th' unlighted pipe you blow:
Your pains in outward means are so,
Till heav'nly fire

Your heart inspire.

Thus think, and smoke tobacco.