410 Notes of the Month on [Apriu, 
It was given to thy keeping unblemished and pure, 
From a hand that was firm to its faith and its trust ; 
And we feel that its glory is not less secure, 
Though the form of our father is laid in the dust. 
Not the deep cant of Priesthood should lure thee away 
From the path which thy honour so brightly hath trod ; 
And the rrura which was given, with the symbol of sway, 
Should be left, but with that, at the call of thy Gop! 
Though others be false, oh! thou Lord of our love, 
Be thou true, and the serpent is spoiled of its sting ; 
And the Temple of Truth shall no traitor remove, 
While the God of that temple preserves us our King! 
There is high exultation among the honest part of the Cambridge 
A.M.s, at the prospect of getting rid of Sir Nicholas Tyndall, whom 
they already term Old Nick. If that fine fellow, Wetherell, whom we 
honour for the masterly lashing which he inflicted on the soul of that 
most contemptible of all apostates, Peel, should give up office, then 
Tyndall must give Cambridge an opportunity of vindicating her character. 
We own that we wish, rather than expect this. Cambridge is the new- 
light University—a good deal in the ‘‘ march of mind” way—and gene- 
rally plays a republican trick when she can ; which means, that she 
generally loves and worships the heels of power—a Democrat being 
always a despot when possible; anda Republican always a slave when he 
can get any thing by it. However, Oxford has set an example, which, 
if Cambridge be not deep in the mire of Jacobinism, she will rejoice to 
follow, and Sir Nick will be flung out with the utmost contempt— 
namely, the contempt due to a turncoat. But the honest electors must 
be on the alert, and not suffer themselves to be taken by surprise by 
stage-coach parcels of dirty fellows, sent down, at half an hour's notice, 
like hue and cry bills, from town. 
LINES mot ASCRIBED TO PROFESSOR PORSON. 
From the Inns of Court at break of day, 
The nawvers are riding gone, 
To the Camprince Senate House far away, 
To see how the Cuunrcn goes on. 
And hard by the Hills, and over the dales 
They rambled, and over the plain ; 
And backwards and forwards they switch’d their Whig-tails, 
Like boys smarting under a cane. 
* And pray now, how did the lawyers go?” 
By the Fly, or Star (erst Tally-ho) ? 
They went in two Paddington coaches—'tis true !! 
With a seat behind fitted for two: 
They snuff’d the fresh air, as they clean escap’d 
From smoke and the Court’s botheration ; 
And the lawyers they smiled, for it put them in mind 
'. Of caTHaRtic EMANCIPATION. 
They saw a soldier fall from his horse, 
As he rode in deep reflection; ; 
And the lawyers groaned, for it put them in mind 
Of Scarzerv at one election. 
a Fs, 
