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an early extension of the means of existence, for if the doctrine of over- 

 population be persevered in, a tumultuous expulsion of the drones from 

 the national hive will be certain, and the just and natural result. For 

 if an over-population of the island be acknowledged to exist, men will 

 naturally banish the most useless and burthensome portions of the 

 species, and these undoubtedly will be the dukes, and lords, and bishops, 

 the courtiers, pensioners, and placemen, with all the crowds of aristocra- 

 tical paupers ; the multitudes of whom, both male and female, form a 

 huge portion of this surplus population. 



In conclusion, we repeat our conviction of the urgent necessity, in the 

 dismal and awful prospects of the commercial classes of this country, of 

 an early and unlimited extension of the paper circulation, the disuse of 

 which is the great and paramount cause of all our national distress. 

 And whether the Charter of the Bank of England be continued, or a 

 National Bank be substituted for the institution in Threadneedle-street, 

 all measures will be vain and nugatory, if unaccompanied by an increase 

 of the circulating medium, and an unlimited extension of the freedom of 

 the trade in money. 



SONG. 



THE horn the horn is sounding nigh, 



The huntsmen onwards ride ; 

 With hawk and hound right cheerily, 



To try yon covert's side : 

 The chase is stayed but not for me, 



It loiters in the dell ; 

 It tempts not, when away from thee, 



Sweet Isabel ! 



My hunting knife rusts on the wall, 



My falcon droops his wing ; 

 My dogs whine loudly in the hall, 



To hear the summons ring. 

 O'er thicket, flood, and upland lea, 



Again its echoes swell'; 

 It tempts not, when away from thee, 



Sweet Isabel ! 



The time has been, its lightest blast 



Had bade me hurry on ; 

 No foot that to the greenwood past. 



With step so free had gone. 

 The field, as then, is fair to see, 



But, though it promise well, 

 It tempts not when away from thee, 



Sweet Isabel ! 



G. H. 



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