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A Missionary’s Memorial, or Verses on 
the Death of John Lawson, late Missionary 
at Calcutta; by BerNARD Barton.—The 
Crusader, who died on the field of battle, 
‘at a distance from his native home, was 
mourned by his friends, and every honour, 
sacred and secular, paid to his memory ; 
and 
When he, the exil’d Eagle-Emperor died, _ 
Throneless and crownless in his rocky isle, 
Encircled by the ever-tossing tide 
Whose waters lave that melancholy pile, 
Oh! who but mourned his destiny the while ? 
Or when Greece wept o’er Byron’s early tomb, 
’ How many a youthful brow its wonted smile 
Awhile forbore, to share the general gloom ; 
To mourn the wayward CarILpe’s, the Bard’s un- 
timely tomb. 
There is a deathiless principle enshrined 
In every heart, which prompts, howe’er we roam, 
The wish, with natural feelings intertwined, 
Still to return, and die in peace at home. 
Yet, with this love of home, what is it 
which prompts so often to self-exile? The 
generous views of a Howard; the still 
more ennobling views of the Missionary. 
Shall such as these then 
unnoticed mingle with the dust ? 
Forbid it, human nature! Gospel Love! 
Amid these votaries of a glorious cause, 
Lawson, thyname shall hold its blameless right ; 
And, own’d or slighted by the world’s applause, 
Be traced in characters of cloudless light : 
For like the firmament, serenely bright, 
Shine forth the wise; and they who numbers turn 
To rightousness—like stars which gem the night, 
All eyes with gratitude shall long discern, 
Nor shall their memories need pride’s monumental 
urn. 
As poet and as preacher, ’twas thy aim 
To spread his heavenly kingdom far and wide. 
Grant that thy minstrel measures may not give 
Thy name with those of mightier bards to shine ; 
Some reliques of thy song may long outlive 
The prouder flights of favourites of the Nine, 
Whose brows may now with brighter laurels shine ; 
The Bard, whose theme is earth, and earthly things, 
May win the wreath which earthly fame can twine ; 
But the Palm blossoms, and the Amarinth springs 
¥or himwhose holier muse a Saviour’s triumph sings. 
The poet stops to deprecate the objections 
that some may make to versifying religious 
subjects, and encourages the bard of devo- 
tion to persevere—keeping himself in view 
—on the ground that y 
He whose thoughts and feelings heaven-ward climb, 
With lovelier, purer, holier visions teems 
*Than earth can ever prompt, or earthly fancy dreams. 
Then turning to Lawson again : 
But thine were not the poet’s hopes alone ; 
Nor can a poet’s failure, or success— er 
Of labours ardent, pious as thine own, ” 
Render the recompense—or more, or less; 
If language must imperfectly express 
The aspirations of a minstrel’s soul ; 
‘Well may the missionary’s heart confess 
_ That nought but prophecy’s developed scroll 
‘His fondly cherished hopes and visions can unroll. 
in the hope and prospect of contributing 
to the fulfilment of these prophetic visions, 
Monthly Review of Literature, 
[Jury, 
When the meek triumphs of the Crucirizp 
Each tongue shall utter, every eye shall see, 
And to his blessed NAmx all creatares bow the knee, 
The missionary is stimulated in his arduous 
course by the bright star that led Bethlem’s 
Eastern Sages; the examples of the wil- 
derness-apostle proclaiming in the desert, 
and St. Paul among the philosophers of 
Athens ;— 
With such examples to enkindle zeal, 
And sanctioned by the spirit’s promised aid, 
Can Christian hearts deny their faith’s appeal ; 
Or from its toils and labours tarn dismayed ? 
The appeal is answered, and the call obeyed ! 
From Christian lands the champions have gone 
forth, &c. 
Friend Barton tells us he had few hours 
allowed him for the composition of these 
lines; and indeed they not only betray 
haste, but are every way inferior to any 
thing of his we have seen before. There 
is searcely a line of any vigour—we have 
given the best—a phrase of any novelty, 
or a thought that bespeaks the mens 
divinior. 
Observations on the Transfusion of Blood; 
with an account of two cases of Uterine 
Hemorrhage, in which that operation has 
been recenily performed with success. By 
CuHarLEs WALLER, Surgeon to the City of 
London and Southwark Midwifery Institu- 
tion.—In the history of medicine, the possi- 
bility of renovating an exhausted frame by the 
transfusion of blood from a healthy subject, 
has been a matter of frequent discussion— 
sometimes with all due gravity, but till of 
late generally in ridicule. Medea and her 
kettle have been in constant requisition with 
the scorners, to expose its absurdity. 
About the middle of the seventeenth 
century attempts at actual experiment 
began. The earliest—at least.the earliest re- 
corded—experiment, was successfully made 
on a dog, with the blood of another dog, 
and is detailed in a letter addressed by Dr. 
Lower to Robert Doyle, dated July 6th 
1666. The same Dr. Lower, assisted by 
Dr. Edmund King, performed the operation 
with the blood of a Jamb upon Mr. Arthur 
Coga, at Arundel House, and the patient 
‘did well; but in what state he was in 
before the operation does not appear, or 
what was the specific object of the attempt 
—perhaps merely to ascertain the practica- 
bility of the transfusion. About the same 
time, or perhaps a few months before— 
there is a little dispute, as usual, on the 
question of priority—the same operation 
was performed by Mons. Denys, a surgeon 
of Paris, upon five persons ; one in perfect 
health, and on him no visible effects were 
produced ; and the four ina diseased state, 
of whom two were cured, and the other 
two died. Whether either the ‘kill’ or the 
‘cure’ be fairly attributable to the extraor- 
dinary remedy, is perhaps questionable. 
The death of one of them, however, ration- 
-ally or irrationally, occasioned a great stir, 
