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She told them to give her up "to the Lord;" adding, "Whatever he does, is right." She asked them to rejoice with her that she was about to be removed from a world of sorrow and sin, to a world of light and purity. She prayed much for increasing holiness, and conformity to the will of God. She was recollected to the last, spoke much of her own happiness, and praised God for his mercy. Her last words were,

"O what a glorious company,

When saints and angels join!"

Soon after, she closed her eyes, and slept in Christ.

POETRY.

PSALM LXXI.

BY SIR ROBERT GRANT.

W. EDWARDS.

WITH years oppress'd, with sorrows worn,
Dejected, harass'd, sick, forlorn,
To thee, O God, I pray:

To thee my wither'd hands arise,
To thee I lift these failing eyes;
O, cast me not away !

Thy mercy heard my infant prayer;
Thy love, with all a mother's care,
Sustain'd my childish days;

Thy goodness watch'd my ripening youth,
And form'd my heart to love thy truth,
And fill'd my lips with praise.

O Saviour! has thy grace declined?
Can years affect the' Eternal Mind?
Or time its love decay?-

A thousand ages pass thy sight,
And all their long and weary flight
Is gone like yesterday.

Then, even in age and grief, thy name
Shall still my languid heart inflame,
And bow my faltering knee:
O! yet this bosom feels the fire;
This trembling hand and drooping lyre
Have yet a strain for thee!

Yes! broken, tuneless, still, O Lord,
This voice transported shall record
Thy goodness, tried so long;
Till, sinking slow, with calm decay,
Its feeble murmurs melt away
Into a seraph's song!

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(Written at the Funeral of an Infant; the first Interment in the Wesleyan Burying-Ground, Market-Raisin.)

THEY gather'd round an open grave, the funeral rite was said; 'Twas to lay an infant in its lone and lowly bed.

Childhood and blooming youth were there, and manhood in his prime,

And tottering age with bending head, all silvery with time:

They had weather'd many a wintry blast, and scorching summer's day;
Yet these were left, while death had ta'en the youngest-born away.
Frail, short-lived beauty! from the storms of life it fled away,
To seek a more congenial clime, where there is no decay.
O softly speak, and lightly tread, for this is hallow'd ground,
For here the pilgrim of a day its peaceful rest hath found.
Lone are its slumbers; for around no other graves appear;
This is the first, the only one that hath been buried here.
O, happy mother! for thy child no care thou e'er shalt know;
For never shall it sin, and never, never taste of woe.
Ah! turn and give one last fond look: the loved is lost to thee;
Now leave it there; it sweetly sleeps, and long its sleep shall be.
And though a sad but short farewell a mother's breast hath riven,
Yet, let the thought assuage thy grief,-soon shall ye meet in
heaven.
SARAH.

Market-Raisin.

London. R. Needham, Printer, Paternoster-Row.

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ARCHBISHOP ABBOT'S HOSPITAL, GUILDFORD. (With an Engraving.)

DOCTOR GEORGE ABBOT, appointed to the archbishopric of Canterbury by King James the First, in 1611, was born at Guildford, the county-town of Surrey, October 29th, 1562, He received his earlier education in the free-school of his native town; and was sent to Oxford when sixteen years of age, when he became noted both as a student and a Divine; and in 1597 was elected Master of University College. His religious opinions appear to have been decidedly Calvinistic; but they were at the same time decidedly Protestant and evangelical. In this respect, a more perfect contrast can scarcely be conceived than that presented between himself and his successor in the primacy, the noted Archbishop Laud, who, while he embraced the opinions in which Arminius differed from the Dutch Calvinists, had embraced, likewise, those opinions the full growth of which, on the Continent, had constituted and formed the Papacy. In discipline, Archbishop Laud was no Papist: he would not have submitted to the dominion of the Roman Bishop: but in doctrine, there was far less difference between him and the Roman Catholics, than between him and the early Reformers, both continental and English. Abbot was the last Archbishop of Canterbury properly belonging to the school of the Reformers.

He appears to have always retained a strong attachment to the place of his birth; and having no family himself, VOL. IV. Second Series. E

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