120 England and Europe, at the Commencement of the Session. [Fes. 
is inthis enormity that the safety of both Ireland and England are at this 
hour taking root. The daring insult of electing a representative in 
utter scorn of law, first shewed the lengths to which the popish faction 
were ready to urge their lawless partizans. The daring interference of 
the priests, next shewed the utter nonsense and hollowness of all the 
liberalism that had pretended to draw a line between the temporal and 
spiritual influence of Rome ; and the daring and gross contempt on the 
part of the peasantry, of all the ties of gratitude and service to their 
landlords, thirdly, shewed these landlords the way to future security. 
And this way they are now adopting in all parts of Ireland. Without 
waiting for the tardiness or dubiousness of legislative enactment, they 
are rapidly depriving the popish freeholders of the power of ingratitude 
to their landlords, of treason to the Constitution, and of perjury in the sight 
of Heaven. They are refusing leases of lives to their papist tenantry ; and 
thus, without injury to the natural feelings of humanity, or breaking 
the natural connexion between the orders of society, they are at once 
relieving the state from the power of a fierce and guilty faction, themselves 
from a mass of domestic hazard and hostility, and the peasantry from an 
employment unfit for their capacities, and which redounded to them only 
in increased poverty, embittered natures, and perpetual crime. A few 
years of this system, vigorously and conscientiously adhered to, will 
relieve the whole of the popish peasantry from the fatal incumbrance of 
electioneering. If the priests are still destined to have dominion over 
their ignorance ; their contempt of an oath will, at least, not marshal them 
in battle array against the gates of the legislature. If the Association 
shall be still suffered to insult the religion and government of the empire, 
it shall, at least, not be endowed with the power of sending its orators to 
disfranchise the Protestant electors of Ireland. Time will be obtained 
for sober thoughts, faction will fall into scorn, and the country will be 
saved. 
“A REVERIE. 
« Chaos indigestaque moles.”—Ovip. 
Lone years, methought, had gone, since I had slept 
The sleep of death, and in an unknown tomb 
My form lay mouldering ; suddenly the trump 
Thundered a summons to the dead, the grave 
Sent back an awful echo, and from hill 
And vale, and sun-kissed mead—from mountain heights, 
Untrodden save by thought—from ocean depths, 
Where the rare monster of an elder world 
Wantons in licensed solitude—from glen 
Unpierced by human glance, and so remote 
That the strong cataract beneath roars on, 
Unheard by aught above—from river, sea, 
And lake, the myriad shroudless ghosts sprung up 
High in heaven’s destined concave: I, too, woke 
To sense, to agony; and each particle 
Of dust, so aged that the very worms, 
