of a ray which has wandered, or even of before, had sung the "Ingenious Dreamer,” a magnificent world unfinished, unnamed, in worthy strains; but it required the tongue unbaptized of God, but of a star once astray, of Coleridge, the pens of Macauly and but which returned and received a place in Montgomery, and the pencils of Martin, the great galaxy of the worshipping and ho- Melville, and David Scott, not to speak of ly heavens." the excellent lives by Philip Southey, and It is curious to mark the slow and gradu-others fairly to elevate him to that position, al progress of this man's fame, when com- as an unconscious artist, whence it were pared with the rapid growth of his reputa- hopeless now to dislodge him, and before tion. It was to some extent the same with which the intellectual and the Christian Shakspeare and Burns. William Shakspeare world universally and emulously bend. was very popular in his life-time, for the We are not sure but the history of all sake of the humor and geniality of his plays, works of profound genius and permanent inbut it took a century or two for the world fluence is precisely similar. They are not, in to see that he was the greatest poet that ever general, as Wordsworth thinks, ignored or lived-Burns' wild and witty and pathetic | despised at first, but consisting, as great propoems pervaded all Scotland like winds of ductions must, of the splendid and the deep, April, and as soft; but forty years had to pass ere Carlyle, ventured to pronounce him the first man in genius, his country ever produced. Bunyan's first part of the "Pilgrim" was speedily translated into other languages, as well as widely circulated in his own; but nearly two hundred years revolved ere any critic was hardy enough to call it a work of genius. Previously it was named and praised with misgiving, and in cold timid terms. "Wonderful book for a tinker; clever allegory; pity it is so Calvanistie; considerable dramatic power in it; excellent book for the vulgar." Such were some of the morceaux of criticism with which the eighteenth century bestrewed it. Dr. Johnson, to be sure, praised it for its invention and conduct of its story, but he laid too much stress upon the mere popularity it had acquired; and though he compared its opening passage to the first lines of Dante, he seemed ignorant of the author's other works and probably regarded the "Pilgrim's Progress" as a kind of lusus naturæ--an exception and not an expression of the general character of the author's mind. Scott says of it, in rather a disparaging tone, that "it rarely fails to make an impression upon children and persons of the lower rank of life." Campbell compares Bunyan to Spencer, but it is with a patronizing air, and he seems to start back affrighted, at the "sound himself hath made." Cowper, indeed, long

the bright foam above the strong billow below, their brilliance attracts at their own age, while their profounder qualities fascinate the future. It was so with Homer, Eschylus, with Sophocles, with Lucretius, with Dante, with Spencer, with Milton, with Dryden, with Cowper, with Byron, and with Wordsworth himself. All these obtained reputation in their life-times, for properties in their writings of interest, or elegance, or oddity, or splendor, which were not their rarest or most characteristic, and all afterwards grew up to that fame which now "waits like a menial" on their immortal names. To this there are exceptions, but we believe it to be the rule, and a rule moreover, in strict accordance with the principles which prevail through the universe. We see long before we can weigh the star.

A FEW THOUGHTS.

THAT there are other worlds, lighted by, and revolving around the same Sun which gives us light and sustains our rolling sphere, has long been believed by the best and wisest men. These distant, glowing worlds— so thought-are seen by us almost as often as the sun goes down; and, although not so near that we can breathe the fragrance of the flowers blooming there, or hear the mellow music as it floats from bowers like Eden's,

or see the rainbow glories of her closing]

MAX is, or ought to be a reasonable, think

day, or softened beauties of their starrying being; and when a man who exercises

night, yet we believe that right reason leads us to the conclusion that these things are so; yes, and others as great and fairer than the midnight naked Heaven.

We may say, we may know something of the magnitude of these worlds which are hanging round about us-something of their seasons and times, of their days and years, oceans, and mountains, and vallies, and plains, something of their heat and cold, and from this we judge of the beauties with which they are clothed, and the existences, animate and inanimate that revel and bloom upon their surfaces. The evening star that seems to us no more than a bright diamond point sunk deep in an ocean that has no bounds, is-do not doubt it—no less than a bright rolling world, and to millions dwelling there, it is quite likely that when the day is closed, our dusky earth is a lovely evening star to them.-Olio Shrine.

MR. EDITOR,

SENSE.

For the Miscellany.

It is said by some, that good sense, is sufficient to regulate our conduct, and dictate proper thoughts and actions; and under ordinary circumstances, it probably is but, there are extreme cases, where I think it would require more than an ordinary share of good sense, to keep our thoughts and actions within suitable limits.

There are so many foolish things said and done in this world, that a man must either be insensible to what is passing around him, or he must have an uncommon share of solid sense-a well balanced mind, to keep him from committing sinful or foolish acts

these faculties, comes across one whose actions would indicate neither thought nor reason, it must excite pity or contempt, or hatred and ill will. It is undoubtedly the du- . ty of a sensible man, to pity such a being; but can he always do it? The man in other respects may be intelligent, and may make pretensions to respectability; and he may possess enough of the good things of this world to give him a standing in society; and in all these respects, may not be entitled to pity-is it not difficult, under such circumcumstances, for any man to think and act just right?

It is true, this is an extreme case; but, are there not a thousand little things in this fashionable and wicked world, to throw a man "off the track," even if he has good sense? How is it with Editors, can they put up with all they see and hear, without being jostled out of the way, or tempted above what they are able to bear? Can they witness all the sin and folly of mankind, without sinning, or partaking of the folly of others? Can anybody avoid being vexed, fretted, or chafed; and when he is vexed, can he avoid committing errors?

I am not certain that it is the duty of the man of sense, either to approve or be indifferent to all that he sees and hears,-and if he does not approve, or is not indifferent may he not condemn? It is not expected or required that every man should think and act alike; but, we have a standard of morals; and custom and fashion, have to some extent, fixed a standard of action; and it is the duty of every man to conform to these, as far as possible, or at least, so far as not to give offence-a man who does not make use of his intellectual faculties, or who violates It is true, that every man has a right to all the rules of decorum and decency, or all speak and act for himself, but who can wit- the customs and fashions of the day, ought ness the puffy, swaggerlng, vain, conceited, not to be tolerated. If a man cannot bring foppish, and silly conduct and conversation himself into notice, without appearing sinof some beings in human shape, without be-gular, odd, vain and foolish, he is unworthy ing thrown off his balance, and either say of notice, and should be treated accordingly. ing, or thinking what he ought not to say,

or even think!

Toledo, June 1, 1852.

H. G.

HARMONY.'

For thy warblings come back o'er my desolate heart;
Re-waking the bliss which had thought to depart.

Then wake thy wild numbers, they've slumber'd too

long:

Oh! ne'er may oblivion silence the song!

Those pure strains of gladness I cast on the sea,
Sweet friends of my spirit, come bring them to me.
Detroit, June 5th, 1852.

For the Miscellany.
HARMONY.

BY ELLA.

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The seasons, too, in pleasant vicissitude, come and go, to drive away perpetual monotony, to beautify all by constant change, to aid in carrying out the vast machinery of the world. The constant return of day and night, is in perfect harmony with all the requirements of nature, and forms one link in that continuous chain which binds all things together.

And while thus from the smallest conceivable atom, to the bulk of the world itself, we find all things blended together in harmonious unison, we are led still on from this earth, as but a unit, to that stupendous whole-the Universe-to view a harmony more sublime-the harmony of the sphere. We view the sun, that immense orb of fire rolling about its axis, dispensing light and

HARMONY is proclaimed as the first law of Heaven; and so admirably has the Omnipotent arranged all things, both in the spiritual and material world in all their grandeur and sublimity, in all their harmonious relations, that the contemplative mind is over-heat through the realms of space. And awhelmed at the conception, and

"Transported with the view is lost
In wonder, love, and praise."

round him, the grand centre of the Universe, we behold our Earth circling, and all her sister planets and satellites, each performing its own revolution, and all moving on together in their respective orbits, in the most beautiful arrangement, and the most sublime harmony. And from this Universe, as if again but a unit, the philosophic mind in far reaching thought grasps the idea of other universes in countless numbers, sustained by the same harmonious laws, and moving in the same beautiful order, and that all these again move around a common centre, gov

thus, on, on, the mind may stretch in the immensity of space, till it is lost and overwhelmed at the majesty, grandeur and sublimity of its own conception.

In the material world, we find all things in harmonious adaptation, and moving on, each in its own appropriate sphere, and each passing away and returning in its proper time. From the smallest insect to the mighty mammoth of by-gone centuries, from the tiny and slender herb that bends, to the tow'ring and gigantic oak of the forest, in all their parts and relations the same beautiful harmony prevails. And it is inter-erned by the same mysterious laws. And esting in the extreme to contemplate the relation which man sustains in the scale of being to the material world. We here find all things, from the least to the greatest, formed by hands Divine, to contribute di- What an exalted theme! What an ennorectly or indirectly, to man's support, and bling employment, to trace from the most all things in the animal, vegetable, and min-minute atom of matter, passing through all eral kingdoms precisely adapted to man's wants and nature. And on the other hand, himself precisely adapted to enjoy them.Does he want food? the beautiful earth teems in rich profusion with all that can tempt the appetite. Does he want clothing? the earth again presents in the animal and vegetable kingdoms in rich variety, all that the most humble can need-all that the most fastidi-ed the same harmonious relation, the same ous taste can desire.

the grades of nature-the mighty and stupendous handiwork of the Omnipotent, and through them "to the one great light that shines through them all," even the Power that sustains them, to trace that continuous chain that binds all things together, in the "fullest and completest harmony."

In the universe of mind there was intend

sweet concordance of all its faculties,

thoughts and actions; when at the Creation man passed pure and perfect from the hands of the Omnipotent artist, endowed with a spiritual existence and essence from divinity, eternal and illimitable; while God was the great central source of attraction to which all were linked, with love as the ever active principle of its life diffused through all. But sin was introduced, and the grand link which bound man to the great Sustainer, was severed, and the dreadful doom was fixed for fallen man.

BATTLE OF PRINCIPLES.

BY MISS SARAH H. ALLERTON.

One of the ancients remarked, that there are two worlds, the macrocosm and the mecrocosm, or the great world without and the little world in the mind of man. Both do exist, and the world without is but a mani. festation of the world within. If there are conflicts without, so are there contests within. Thought battles with thought.

In the history of nations, as well as of individuals, we find that the prevalence of any one principle stamps not only their charac ter, but often the character of the world. As

the body acts at the commands of the soul, so the political institutions are the shadowing forth of man's mind.

Then followed the "chaos of derangement," in the moral system upon earth.Then followed discord and her dire retinue, together with all the misery, misfortune and crime, which have darkened the fair earth. But the Deity in infinite mercy and compassion, has revealed means by which the golden chain of harmony between man and Every external revolution is a representahis Maker, might again be united. Whoevtion to the senses of what is taking place in er embraces this, finds a purity, a freedom, the heart. Political revolutions may be a harmony approximating to what man had called the foliage, thought the vivifying sap. when first created to the high destiny for The tyrant that seats himself in man's which he was formed. Then pure reason mind, wields the true Archimedian lever, resumes her sway. Conscience free and pu- and shakes the world. There has been a rified, sits as umpire of right and wrong, and succession of mental tyrants-the one preall the nobler faculties of the soul are rous. vailing over the heart of man, though ed from slumbering inactivity, to healthy not without effort, and reigning supreme, and vigorous action. Then there is union subduing all under the weight of his power, between man and God-then is there haruntil finally overcome, he yields his throne mony more glorious than even the music to a mightier rival. But this has never been of the spheres, as "evolving from the Power that rules the spheres," proclaiming redemp- the heart, the shaking of the world, great accomplished without the throbbing of tion and regeneration to fallen man. natural tumult, the battling of principle with principle, and thought with thought.

But unlike the harmony which pervades the material world, the harmony of the soul in unison with its Maker, will endure while God endures; and when "Heaven and earth shall have passed away, and the elements have melted with fervent heat," and all traces of material existence have been blotted from space, then shall the redeemed in sweet concord with angels, and all the blessed of God in harmonious anthems echo, "Hallelujah! the Lord God omnipotent reigneth!"

historic muse, trace through successive ages Let us, then, under the guidance of the these governors of mankind.

The first of these almost omnipotent ty rants was this simple principle, "Might Makes Right." He established his empire with Nimrod. From that day to the termi nation of the Roman Empire, he wielded

his

sway over the world.

When the deluge, with its mighty overthrow, swept from the earth a world of peo

MECHANICS should ever remember that ple on account of their wickedness and crime, punctuality is the life of trade.

we have good reason to believe that this