scientific and literary culture, we have not yet that distinct image of the feelings of the nation, in a great body of works in all the departments of reflection, imagination, and taste, of which the auspicious commencement of our literature, and our advantageous position with regard to the most important subjects of research and speculation, justify the hope. Schools may be well endowed, and individuals may labour with loving earnestness upon their life poems, but the whole people, by recognising the principle of beauty as a law of life, and cheering with their encouragement its teachers who shall deserve their best approval, and by cherishing a hearty love of our country, and making ceaseless efforts to render it in all respects worthy of affection, must aid in rearing the noble structure of a National Literature that shall fulfil our promise to mankind, and realize the prophecy which nearly a century ago was made of our destiny by one of the wisest of the sons of Europe. The Muse, disgusted at an age and clime In distant lands now waits a better time, In happy climes, where from the genial sun In happy climes, the seat of innocence, Where nature guides and virtue rules; Where men shall not impose for truth and sense There shall be sung another golden age. Not such as Europe breeds in her decay, When heavenly flame did animate her clay, Westward the course of empire takes its way; The first four acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day Time's noblest offspring is the last. BERKELEY. |