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of the utmost importance to cultivate, in yourselves and those under you, a noble, manly, and rational* Enthusiasm in the glorious cause wherein you are engaged; founded on a thorough conviction of its being the cause of Justice, the Protestant cause, the cause of Virtue and Freedom on earth.

Animated by this sublime principle, what wonders have not Britons performed? How have they risen, the terror of the earth; the protectors of the oppressed; the avengers of justice, and the scourge of tyrants? How have the sons of Rapine and Violence shrunk before them, confounded and overthrown? Witness, ye Danube and Sambre, and thou Boyn, crimsoned in blood! bear witness and saywhat was it that fired our Williams and our Marlboroughs to deeds of immortal renown? What was it that steeled their hearts with courage, and edged their swords with victory? Was it not, under God, an ani. * mating conviction of the justice of their cause, and an unconquerable passion for Liberty, and the purity of the Protestant faith?+ And do

you think now, gentlemen, that the cause wherein you are engaged is less honourable, less important; or that less depends on the sword

you

draw?

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† Never were the noble effects of this sublime principle so conspicuous as at the glorious battle of the Boyn. llere our great deliverer, king Wil. liam, with a small army, routed a much superior, and perhaps orherwise a better one. There was only this diference. The one fought for liberty, for religion, and their country; and were ardent in their cause, from a conviction of its justice. The other fought in defence of tyranuy, having little of their own to lose, and no steady principle to act upon.

No, gentlemen! I will pronounce it before Heaven and Earth, that from the days of our Alfreds, our Edwards, and our Henries, downwards, the British sword was never unsheathed in a more glorious or more divine cause than at present!

Look round you! Behold a country, vast in extent, merciful in its climate, exuberant in its soil, the seat of plenty, the garden of the Lord! behold it given to us and to our posterity, to propagate virtue, to cultivate useful arts, and to spread abroad the pure Evangelical Religion of Jesus! behold colonies founded in it! Protestant Colonies! Free Colonies! British Colonies! Behold them exulting in their Liberty; flourishing in Commerce; the Arts and Sciences planted in them; the Gospel preached; and in short the seeds of happiness and glory firmly rooted, and growing up

among them!

But, turning from this prospect for a moment, look to the other hand! Direct your eyes to the westward; there behold Popish Perfidy, French Tyranny, and Savage Barbarity, leagued in triple combination, advancing to deprive us of those exalted Blessings, or to circumscribe us in the possession of them, and make the land too small for us and the increasing multitude of our posterity!

Oh Britons! Oh Christians! what a prospect is this! It is odious to the view, and horrible to relate. See, in the van, a set of fierce Savages hounded forth against us, from their dark lurking places; brandishing their murderous knives; sparing neither age nor sex; neither the hoary sire, nor the hopeful son; neither the tender virgin, nor the helpless babe. Ten

thousand furies follow behind and close

up

the scene! Grim Superstition, lording it over Conscience! bloody Persecution, shaking her iron scourge! and gloomy Error, seducing the unwary soul! while, in the midst, and all around, is heard the voice of Lamentation and Mourning and Woe; Religion bleeding under her stripes! Virtue banished into a corner! Commerce bound in chains, and Liberty in fetters of iron!,

But look again, gentlemen! Between us and those evils, there is yet a space or gap left! and, in that gap, among others, you stand a glorious phalanx! A royal* corps formed by the best of kings for the noblest of purposes!—formed to be the avengers of Liberty and protectors of Justice in this new world!

And now is not my assertion proved? Considered in this light, does it not appear to yourselves that never, from the first of time, was a body of Britons engaged in a more glorious cause than you are at present; nor a cause on whose issue more depends? You are not led forth by wild ambition, nor by illgrounded claims of right, nor by false notions of glory. But, consigned to you is the happiness of the present age and of late posterity. You wear upon your swords every thing that is clear and valuable to us, as Men and as Christians. And upon your success it depends, perhaps, whether the pure religion of the Gospel, streaming uncorrupted from its sacred source, rational, moral, and divine, together with Liberty and all its concomitant blessings, shall finally be extended over these American regions; or whether

* This corps consisted chiefly of the royal American regiment,

they shall return into the bondage of idolatry, and darkness of error forever!

In such an exalted and Divine cause, let your hearts betray no doubts nor unmanly fears. Though the prospect may look dark against us, and though the Lord may justly think fit to punish us for our sins, yet we may firmly trust that he will not wholly give up the Protestant cause; but that it is his gracious purpose, in due time, to add to the reformed church of Christ, “the Heathen for an inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for a possession.”

Go forth, then, with humble boldness, as men conscious that their designs are approved of God. And oh! if perchance your feet shall touch those fields that have already drank in the blood of the slain, and have beheld your brethren expiring in all the variety of woe-gently, oh gently tread among their* uncoffined bones! drop a tear over their scattered ashes; and give a moment's pause for reflexion! It will touch the heart with tenderness, and be a fruitful source of much useful thought. It will give fresh vigour to every arm, and new ardor to every breast !

* The body of men to which this discourse was delivered, were expect. ed to have gone directly against Fort du Quesne on the Ohio, but were obliged to act only on the defensive for that year. A great part of them, however, were present at the reduction of the place the year following, under Brigadier-General Forbes, who, to his immortal honour, literally fulfilled what is here hinted at. For, having happily got possession of the fort in November, 1758, a large part of his army was sent to Braddock's field, on the banks of the Monongahela, to bury the sad remains of the dead that had lain there upwards of three years. This was truly a moving and very solemn scene; made yet more so by the tears of sundries who had lost their fathers, brothers and dearest ralatives in that fatal spot.

There is an account of such a burying as this in the Roman history, painted in very moving terms by Tacitus; who tells us that Germanicus and his soldiers, having come near the forest of Teutoburgium, where by report the bones of Varus and the legions had lain six years unburied, they became possessed with a tenderness to pay the last offices to their countrymen. In performing this sad duty," no one, says he, could distinguish whether he gathered the particular remains of a stranger, or those of a.

To see one of our species mangled and torn in pieces is horrible! To see a Briton, a Protestant, our friend, our neighbour, so used, is more horrible still! But to think that this should be done, not to one but to thousands; and done in an unguarded hour ; and done without provocation; and done with all the aggravation of infernal torture; and done by savages; and by savages whom we have cherished in our bosom; and by savages stirred up against us contrary to the faith of treaties; and stirred up by men professing the name of Christians-good heaven! what is it? words cannot paint the anguish of the thought; and human nature startles from it with accumulated horror!

Rise Indignation! rise Pity! rise Patriotism! and thou Lord God of Righteousness, rise! avenge our bleeding cause! support Justice, and extirpate perfidy and cruelty from the earth! Inspire those men, who now go forth for their king and country, with every spark of the magnanimity of their forefathers! The same our cause, the same be its issue! Let our enemies know that Britons will be Britons still, in every clime and age! and let this American world behold also thy Salvation; the work of the Lord for his Inheritance! Even so; rise Lord God of Hosts! rise quickly! Amen and Amen. kinsman; but all considered the whole as their friends, the whole as their relations, with heightened resentments against the fee.”

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