1804.] 
See, on Faith’s refulgent mountain, 
High aloft her banners wave ; 
Joy pervades the choir of angels, 
Joy fhall reach the darkfome grave, 
Learn the ills of life to bear, 
Check the tear, and ftill the figh, 
Heaven rewards the victory, 
High above yon fpangled fphere. 
Nought requites indulgent Heaven—= 
Let us emulate its'care; 
Sons of Poverty and Sorrow 
Hafte and find a welcome here. 
Fell Revenge, and bitter Rancour 
Shun the fociai gay retreat, 
Here, lo, ev'ry foe forgiven, 
Pardon ev’ry wrong await. 
Jars and broils no more be heard, 
Peace her olive wand difplays ; 
He whofe eye the globe furveys, 
Soon ihall judge as we award, 
Sparkling bigh in flowing glaffes, 
Flights fublime thall joy infpire ; 
Cannibals inhale foit mercy ; 
Wild defpair—heroic fire! 
Now the mantling goblet circles, 
Gaily quaff the gen’rous wine,— 
Wine! the gift of bounteous nature, 
Praife the Power that gave the vine. 
Extracts from the Port-folic of a Man of Letters. 
549 
He whofe praife the tuneful fpheres 
Chaunt in ceafelefs harmony 3 
He, who dwells above the fky, 
Gave the vine to foothe our cares, 
Calmly bear the frowns of fortune ; 
Soothe the heart opprefs’d with woe 5 
Sacred keep the piighted promife, 
True alike to friend and foe. 
Manly pride difplay to princes, 
Give to modeft worth its due, 
Cherifh truth and ail its vot’ries, 
Deprecate the perjur’d crew. 
Clofer knit our holy bonds, 
Low at Truth’s bright altar bow, 
Swear to keep the plighted vow, 
Swear by him who ali commands. 
Wide may facred freedom triumph, 
E’en may pity vice await, 
Hope attend life’s lateft glimmer, 
Mercy ward the felon’s fate. 
Lo! the fhrouded dead thall quicken, 
Mortals lift, and heaven adore, 
Every crime fhall be forgiven, 
Death and hell fhall be no more, 
Peace at life’s departing fcene, 
Soft repofe beneath the tomb, 
Looks benign and gracious doom, 
From the awful judge of men. 
Extrads from the Port-folio of a Man of Letters, 
LIBERAL RELIGIOUS SENTIMENT, i” @ 
SUPERSTITIOUS PERSECUTING AGE. 
OINVILLE, _the attendant of. St. 
Louis, is the hiftorian of the laft great 
expedition, before. that of Bonaparte, 
which was made by the French for the 
conqueft of Syria and Egypt. His nar- 
rative is interefting, by the heroifm which 
it difplays, by the decpanii fatal diftrefles 
which it commemorates, and by the curi- 
ous particulars of manners and fentiments 
marking the peculiar character of that 
age, which it inciden‘ally relates. 
The following, whether a fact or an 
apologue, is one of the fineft things in 
the whole Memoirs of Joinville. It moft 
ftrikingly iilu@rates the power of natural 
feeling to burft through all the fetters of 
prejudice, whenever it is galled too deep- 
ly, and whenever its {prings are too rude- 
ly preffed. | 
“ Friar Yves, of Britanny, being fkill- 
ed inthe language of the Saracens, was 
emloyed as interpreter between St. Louis 
and the Ambafladors from. the King of 
Damafcus. St. Louis was then in Acré, 
and the Ambaffadors had come there to 
treat with him. The Friar, in pafling 
Montuiy Mase. No. 509, 
between the King’s lodging and that of 
the Ambafladors, was one day encounter- 
edin the ftreet by a very aged woman, 
having in her right hand a pot of burn- 
ing coals, and in her left a pitcher of 'wa- 
ter. * Woman, (faid Friar Yves,) what 
art thou about todo with thefe live coals 
in thine hand?” ‘To burn paradile,” 
anfwered fhe. * And what with the wa- 
ter?? —-¢ To extingnifh the flames of 
hell.’ Friar Yves then afked, how fhe - 
could talk fo?? Her reply was, ‘ That 
no perfon may do good in this world, to 
obiain a reward in paradife ; and that 
none may refrain from ‘fin, for fear of the 
torments of hell ; but that we may all do 
good, out of -pure love to God, our crea- 
tor and fupreme good!” Friar Yves, 
aftonifhed at the woman’s wifdom, pafled 
on without reply.”’ 
It is eafy to fee that this apolorue— 
for fuch one fhould rather take it to be, 
than an incident that actually took place 
—mutt have been fuggefted by. the mife- 
ries and havoc then occafioned hy the mu- 
tual endeavours of Chriftians and Maho- 
metans to win heaven, and elcape the 
punifhment of their fins in hell, by de- 
4B : flioying 
