lation of those which are not yet execysed & instructed in the holy scripture. In the whyche are manye harde places, as wel of ye olde as of y° newe Testamet expoūded gathered together, concorded, & copared one wyth another : to thintent that the prudent reader (by the spryte of God) maye heare alwaye pure & cleare understanding. Whereby euery man (as he is bound) may be made ready, stronge & garnyshed to answere to al them that aske him a reason of his faith. Thys is also profitable for the particular & general exhortacions whych we make to certayne personages, or comune people: & for to answere truely to Heretykes, & to confound the aduersaryes of the worde of God. In the which also we may fynd (that whych helpeth greatly the study of the readers) the openying of certayne Hebrue tropes, translations, symylytudes, & maners of speakynges (whyche we cal phrases) conteyned in the Bible. And for the more easely to fynde the matters desyred (because that disorder engendreth confusyon) I have proceded after thee order of an Alphabete: to thentet that none be depryved of so precious a treasure: the whyche ye shall use to the honoure & glorye of God, & to the edifieng of his church. How be it (good Reader) yf thou fynde not the thinges in this table expressed, in the same letters of the chapters wherein they are assigned: vouchsafe to loke in the letter goinge nexte before, or in the letter nexte followinge." SACRED POETRY. THE VOICE OF WATERS. "I heard the noise......like the noise of great waters, as the voice of the WE stood beside the banks of Tees, Where, thundering down his dreadful way, He flings his foam-shower to the breeze, We heard the voice of waters deep- But one unbroken solemn roar. We gaz'd where the loud chiding flood Above, bright clouds the sunbeams chas'd, The storm-mist veil'd the unfathom'd pool. We gaz'd, while rapture still'd alarm, Nor strange it seem'd, if Pagan wild, With earth and earthborn cares foredone, Here deem'd some spirit, to mortals mild, Kept secret court in cavern lone; And when, more sadly sweet, the fall For where, but in such ceaseless flow, Is seen so near, on earth below, The shadow of eternal things? The restless motion, and the strife, Dark stream, so fleet, so fugitive, So changeful, yet thy waves abide, Thy sound is of the Eternal Power That bears this world of change along, That at creation's wondrous hour, Call'd thy rejoicing fountains forth, Then roll'd, as now, that dark wave's shock; The voice of twice three thousand years. HYMN FROM THE LATIN. ILLESA TE PUERPERA. THOUGH a parent's thy control, When he gave, with dying brow, But we see no rended hair, And we hear no wailing cry; LINES TO A LADY WHO PRESENTED THE WRITER WITH Rom. x. 18-" But I say, Have they not heard? Yes verily, their sound went into all the earth, and their words unto the ends of the world." WITH grateful eyes on Coverdale I look, Who first of Briton's sons unsealed the sacred book That book from which all blessings flow From God above- to man below. FUTURITY. THE fairest scenes beneath the skies, Still to the soul how dull the past, To him who longs the bliss to prove Which lurks in Fancy's landscape wide, How lovely, smiling from afar, The future joys of life appear! Alas, how tame, how flat they are When to their presence we draw near. There is an hour-an hour to come, Matt. xix. 14-" Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me." AN ANTHEME OR PRAYER FOR THE PRESERUATION OF THE CHURCH, THE QUEENES MAIESTIE, & THE REALME, TO BE SUNG AFTER EVENING PRAYER AT ALL TIMES.* Saue Lorde & blesse with good increase, Thy Church, our Queene & Realme in peace. As for thy giftes we render praise, Saue Lord & blesse with good increase, Thy Church, our Queen & Realme in peace. That Vine thy Right hande planted hath Saue Lord & blesse with good increase, Thy Church, our Queene & Realme in peace. Like as thy grace our Queene hath sent, Thy glorie chiefly to maintaine, And graunt her long & prosperous Raigne: All foes confound, & Rebels eke, That Prince or Churches harme would seeke. Thy Church, our Queene & Realme in peace. This English Isle, and people all, Preserve for Christes blood we call. Graunt peace t'enjoy thy blessings now, Saue Lord & blesse with good increase, Thy Church, our Queen & Realme in peace. From "A fourme of prayer with thankesgiving, to be used of all the Queenes Maiesties loving subjects euery yeere, the 17. of Nouember, being the daye of her Hignesse entry to her Kingdome. Set forth by authoritie. Imprinted at London by Christopher Barker, printer to the Queens Maiestie." VOL. XIV.-Oct. 1838. 3 F A SONG OF REIOYSING FOR THE PROSPEROUS REIGNE OF OUR The Editor begs to remind his readers that he is not responsible for the opinions ON THE REV. G. S. FABER'S ACCOUNT OF THE PAULICIANS. MY DEAR SIR,-I shall be glad if you will allow me to employ the pages of the British Magazine as the medium of communicating to the public a few remarks on that part of Mr. Faber's recent work on |