taries of the Holy Ghost, and they have used his name and his powers for the persecution of the faithful witnesses of Jesus; for "the blaspheming of God, and of his temple, and of them who dwell in heaven." Therefore they shall find no mercy, neither in this world nor in that which is to come. As a system of iniquity, it shall be utterly destroyed from the presence of God. There shall not one be left who worhippeth the beast or his image, who receiveth his mark, or the number of his name. "Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partaker of her sins, or of her plagues." Rome and the Roman-Catholic apostasy shall fall with a hideous ruin, whereof the world hath had no example since the world began.

And seeing that the face and front of their offending consisteth in the resistance and blasphemy of the Holy Ghost, let us Protestants beware of the same guilt. It may please God again to visit his church with the powers of the Holy Ghost. For long years I have been convinced that these gifts are withheld only in default of our faith; and many are the arguments which I have maintained with Protestant divines against the received opinion. And I have written my conviction in the beginning of the second or third Homily on Baptism. If it should come to pass that God should graciously restore, along with a more vital doctrine, these manifestations of the Holy Ghost to the Protestant churches, it will place us in the cadition in which the Papal church consummated the mystery of iniquity, and will put it in our power to consummate the same, and to become heirs of the same condemnation. God forbid that it should be so done. But perceiving as I do a reckless spirit of scorn and scoffing at all grave and true things, and perceiving a delight in misrepresentation and falsehood above all example in this land, I do feel it my part to conclude with a solemn warning to all my brethren to give heed how they lightly speak evil of the truth, or make a mockery of the signs with which the truth was wont in times past to be accompanied, and with which, but for our unbelief, I feel assured it would be accompanied still.

The Advent.-(Rev. i. 7.)

Behold, He comes, with glorious clouds reveal'd
He who erewhile for man's salvation died

On the accursed tree. Now far and wide

The vault of heav'n, which then in dark was seal'd,
Hark! the trumpet peal'd

Shines with his glory.

His near approach!

His saints have cast aside

The searcloth of the grave, and as his bride

Have met Him. The nations all, with fear congeal'd, Look conscience-stricken on; for they in arms Confed'rate are against the Lord's Anointed,

Who thus in judgment comes with dread alarms Upon a world with thunder-bolts disjointed.

To those who pierc'd Him, all abroad His arms He flings, and Zion owns Him King appointed.

SONNET IV.

The Seer. (Rev. i. 9, 10.)

In Patmos' lonely isle, where Cæsar's nod
Sent those he fear'd, in exile from their own,
I, John, your brother, in the churches known
For faithful witness to the word of God,

In patient solitude had mine abode :

For Cæsar fear'd the truth which I had sown,
And deem'd the Gospel warr'd against his throne;
Nor knew that Shiloh's sceptre is a peaceful rod.
There, dwelling all apart with God alone,
In purpose bent to keep our holy day,

On which o'er death the Lord victorious shone,
Rapt in the Spirit's mood from sense away,
I heard behind me, with a trumpet tone,
A mighty voice, which in mine ear did say,-

The Annunciation.—(Rev. i. 8, 10.)

I am the Alpha and the Omega ;

The all-informing Word, who doth reveal The unknown God. I am creation's Seal, End and Beginning; where the Father saw His purpose all complete. I gave the law

To all creation, and watch o'er its weal, Hold up its being, and its troubles heal. Mine is that dreadful name, JEHOVAH-JAH;

First, Last, which Is, which Was, which is To Come ; The Father's style, the Godhead's proper name.

Almighty, I the Godhead's Fulness sum
Within myself. All power in heav'n I claim;
Wide o'er the earth I rule the busy hum
Of men; and restless powers of darkness tame.

SONNET VI.

The Vision.-(Rev. i. 12—17.)

The trumpet-voice which thus announc'd my Lord
I turn'd to see, when, lo! the Son of man!
Whose right hand in its grasp seven stars did span;
And from his mouth a sharp two-edged sword
Went forth, meet emblem of his piercing word.
But who those feet of glowing brass might scan ;
Those searching eyes, whose beams like lightnings ran ;
And face from which meridian splendours pour'd?
Around Him stood seven candlesticks of gold;
His head and hairs were pure as virgin snow;
The High Priest's robe and girdle him enfold.
His voice was strong, and liquid, as the flow
Of many waters. Death-like fear seiz'd hold
Upon my strength, and much I dreaded woe.

ERRATA in (some copies of) No. III.

In the Sonnet to the Memory of the Rev. Samuel Martin: 1st line insert on after "Farewell," and dele "last." 3d line; dele the comma, and for woed read wooed.