wan'derings in the A-rā'bi-ăn deş'ĕrt; and E-lī'jāh, the p of God; and Dăn'i-el* who escap'ed the lions' den there the son of Jes'se, the shěp'hérd king, the sweet of Is'ra-ěl. They loved God on earth; they praised earth; but in that country they will praise him bette love him more.

6. There we shall see Je'şus, who is gone before that happy place; and there we shall behold the gl the high God. We cannot see him here, but we wil him here. We must be now on earth, but we will think of heaven. That happy land is our home; we be here but for a little while, and there for ever, ev eternal ages.

BAR BA

CHAPTER V.

DIALOGUES.

SECTION I.

CA'NUTE AND HIS COURT'IERS.†

Flattery reproved.

Ca'nute. Is it true, my friends, as you have ofte me, that I am the greatest of monarchs?

Offa. It is true, my liege; you àre the most powe all kings.

Oswald. We are all your slaves; we kiss the d your feet.

Of'fa. Not only we, but even the elements, àre your The land obeys you from shore to shore; and th obeys you.

Ca'nute. Does the sea, with its loud boisterous obey me? Will that terrible element be still at my bi Of'fa. Yes, the sea is yours; it was made to bear ships upon its bo'şóm, and to pour the treasures of the at your royal feet. It is boisterous to your enemies, knows you to be its sóv'er-eign.

Ca'nute. Is not the tide coming up?

Oswald. Yes, my liege; you may perceive' the already.

Din's I

Ca'nute. Bring me a chair then; set it here upon the sands Offa. Where the tide is coming up, my gracious lord? Canute. Yes, set it just here.

Oswald. (Aside.) I wonder what he is going to do!

Offa. (Aside.) Surely he is not so silly as to believe us. Ca'nute. O mighty Ocean! thou art my subject; my courtiers tell me so; and it is thy duty to obey me. Thus. then, I stretch my sceptre over thee, and command' thee to retire. Roll back thy swelling waves, nor let them preşume' to wet the feet of me, thy royal master.

Oswald. (Aside.) I believe the sea will pay very little regard to his royal commands'.

Of 'fa. See how fast the tide rises!

Os'wald. The next wave will come up to the chair. It is folly to stay; we shall be covered with salt water.

Ca'nute. Well, does the sea obey my commands'? If it be my subject, it is a very rebellious subject. See, how it swells, and dashes the angry foam and salt spray over my sacred person! Vile syc'ophants! did you think I was the dupe of your base lies? that I believed your abject flatter ies? Know, there is but one Being whom the sea will obey. He is sóv'er-eign of heaven and earth, King of kings. and Lord of lords. It is only he who can say to the ocean. "Thus far shalt thou go, but no farther, and here shall thy proud waves be stayed." A king is but a man, and a man is but a worm. Shall a worm assume the power of the grea God, and think the elements will obey him? May kings learn to be hum'ble from my example, and court'iers learn truth from your disgrace!

AL-EX-AN'DER the Great in his tent. A man with a fierce coun tenance, chained and fettered, brought before him.

Alexan'der. WHAT, art thou the Thra'ci-an* robber, o whose exploits' I have heard so much?

the pest of the country! I could honour thy courage, but I must detest and punish thy crimes.

Rob'ber. What have I done, of which you can complain? Alexan'der. Hast thou not set at defiance my âuthor'ity; violated the publick peace, and pass'ed thy life in injuring the persons and properties of thy fellow-subjects?

Rob'ber. Al-ex-an'dér! I am your captive-I must hear what you please to say, and endure what you please to inflict. But my soul is unconquered; and if I reply at all to your reproaches, I will reply like a free man.

Alexan'der. Speak freely. Far be it from me to take the advantage of my power, to silence those with whom I deign to convĕrse'.

Rob'ber. I must then ăn'swer your question by another. How have you pass'ed your life?

Alexan'der. Like a hero. Ask Fame, and she will tell you. Among the brave, I have been the bravest: ǎmóng sóv'er-eigns, the noblest: among conquerors, the mightiest.

Rob'ber. And does not Fame speak of me, too? Was there ever a bolder căp'tain of a more valiant band? Was there ever-But I scorn to boast. You yourself know that I have not been easily subdued.

Alexan'der. Still, what are you but a robber-a base, dişhon'est robber?

Rob'ber. And what is a conqueror? Have not you, too, gone ǎăbout the earth like an evil gēni-ŭs, blăs'ting the fair fruits of peace and in'dustry; plundering, ravaging, killing, without law, without justice, merely to gratify an insatiable lust for dominion? All that I have done to a single district with a hundred followers, you have done to whole nations with a hundred thousand. If I have stripped individuals, you have ruined kings and princes. If I have burned a few hamlets, you have desolated the most flourishing kingdoms and cities of the earth. What is then the difference, but that as you were born a king, and I a pri'vǎte man, you have been able to become a mightier robber than I?

Alexan'der. But if I have taken like a king, I have given like a king. If I have subverted empires, I have founded greater. I have cherished arts, commerce, and philosophy.

Robber. I, too, have freely given to the poor, what I took from the rich. I have established order and dis'cipline ǎmóng the most ferocious of mankind,* and have stretched out my protecting arm over the oppressed. I know, indeed, *man-kyind'.

little of the phi-los'o-phy you talk of; but I believe neither you no shall ever åtōne to the world, for the mis'chief we have done it.

Alexan'der. Leave me- -Take off his chains, and use him well. Are we then so much alike ?-Al-ex-au'dér to a rob ber?-Let me reflect. DR. AI'KIN.

Augustă. My dear pă-pà', you once informed me, that in the West-In'di-es, all laborious operations were perform'ed by negro slaves. Are those islands inhabited by negroes? thought these people were natives of Af'ri-că.

Father. You are right, my dear; they àre, indeed, native of Af'ri-că; but they have been snatched, by the hand o violence, from their country, friends, and connexions. I ar ashamed to confess, that many ships àre annually sent from different parts of England, to the coast of Guin'e-a, to pro cure slaves from that unhappy country, for the use of ou West-In'di-ă islands, where they are sold to the planters sugar-plantations; and after-wards employed in the harde and most ser vile occupations; and pass the rest of their liv in slavery and wretchedness.

So-phia. How much my heart feels for them! How agoni ing must it be, to be separated from one's near relation parents perhaps' divi'ded from their children for ever; hu bánds from their wives; brothers and sisters obliged to each other a final farewell!-But why do the kings of t Afri-căn States suffer their subjects to be so cruelly treate

Móth'er. Many causes have operated to induce the Afri-c princes to become assistants in this infamous traffick; a instead of being the defenders of their harmless people, th have frequently betrayed them to their most cruel enemi The Eu-rō-pe'ans have corrupted these ignorant rulers, presents of rum, and other spirituous liquors, of which th are immoderately fond. They have fomented jealousies, excited wârs, amongst them, merely for the sake of obtain the prisoners of war for slaves. Frequently they use cer'e-mo-ny, but go on shore in the night, set fire to a nei