know him personally and thoroughly. By those who had this privilege, no such influence can be received.

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I pass on with pleasure to a passage near the close of the Memoir in the Asiatic Journal, which presents the Rajah as he was. "The more he mingled with society in Europe, "the more strongly he became persuaded that religious belief "is the only sure ground-work of virtue. 'If I were to settle "with my family in Europe', he used to say, 'I would never "introduce them to any but religious persons, and from amongst them only would I select my friends: amongst

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* The paragraphs preceding and that following what is cited in the text, deserve to be weighed well by those whom they respectively conThe writer says that the Rajah often deplored the existence of a party which had sprung up in Calcutta, composed principally of "imprudent young men, some of them possessing talent, who had "avowed themselves sceptics in the widest sense of the term. He "described it as partly composed of East Indians, partly of the Hindoo 66 youth who, from education, had learnt to reject their own faith "without substituting any other. These he thought more debased "than the most bigoted Hindoo, and their principles the bane of all morality". I do not know whether this is too highly-coloured; but I learn that it expresses the Rajah's sentiments generally. The writer afterwards says, "He remarked in the Unitarians [of England] a "want of that fervour of zeal and devotion found among other sects, "and felt doubtful whether a system appealing to reason only was "calculated to produce a permanent influence on mankind". There is nothing in Unitarian Christianity to prevent the exercise of all that fervour of zeal and devotion which was manifested by the first teachers of the Gospel; though we should shrink from exciting the tempests of the passions, or those fervours of imagination which devour rather than animate the principle of vital godliness. If, tried by scriptural tests, we prove deficient in zeal and devotion, it is our own personal fault; for our views of Christian truth appeal to the noblest and warmest affections, as well as to the sound understanding; and to the imagination also, as far as it is the ally of truth and duty, and the aid of faith in unseen realities.-The writer obviously has only a superficial acquaintance with Unitarians and their system; and has inferred too much from the Rajah's known opinions on the subject, or from his occasional expressions of disappointment or dissatisfaction.

"them I find such kindness and friendship, that I feel as if "surrounded by my own kindred'." These obviously are ipsissima verba ; and the recorder of them, or at any rate many of my readers, will experience true delight, in seeing also the very words of another respecting him, (in a letter of recent date,) written in haste, but exactly conveying the sentiments of the writer; in no way designed for the public eye, but not improperly, I hope, presented to it. Their source will be obvious to those who have read my early pages.

"I had interchanged a few letters with that great and excellent man while he was in Calcutta ; and had looked with the highest interest to the hour when I should see him in England. And devoutly do I thank our heavenly Father that I was permitted to see him. Before I met him here, he was, however, comparatively only an object to me of exalted admiration. But I had not been an hour with him, before that revelation was made to me of his heart, which called forth the far higher and more delightful sentiment of love. Yes, in the acquaintance of an hour he became to me an object of very high and strong affection; for I saw in him the most unequivocal evidences of an advancement in christian piety and virtue,-which I have seen in few, very few, of those who have been born and reared under the strongest lights, and best influences of our religion".

THY Nation sat in darkness; for the night
Of pagan gloom was o'er it :-Thou wast born
Midst superstition's ignorance forlorn :
Yet in thy breast there glow'd a heavenly light
Of purest truth and love; and to thy sight

Appear'd the day-star of approaching morn.
What ardent zeal did then thy life adorn,
From deep degrading guilt to lead aright
Thy fallen people; to direct their view

To that bless'd Sun of Righteousness, whence beams Guidance to all that seek it-faithful— true;

To call them to the Saviour's living streams. The cities of the East have heard thy voice"Nations behold your God! rejoice-rejoice."

Is. xl. 9.

Exil'd from home, e'en in thy earliest youth,
The healing balm of woman's love was pour'd
Into thy troubled breast: and thence were stor'd
Deep springs of gratitude and pitying ruth.-
To lead thy race to that primeval truth

Which, bright and pure, on all alike bestow'd, Points heavenward; and to guide them on the road Of Christian faith- -was thine: but yet to soothe Neglected woman; to assert her right

To drink of wells of everlasting life;

To snatch her, trembling midst the dismal night
Of pagan horrors, from the fiery strife
Of dark-soul'd zealots-this must wake our love,
This fervent raise our thanks for thee above.

III.

Far from thy native clime, a sea-girt land

Sits thron'd among the nations ;-in the breasts

Of all her sons immortal Freedom rests;

And of her patriots many a holy band

Have sought to rouse the world from the command Of that debasing Tyrant who detests

The reign of truth and love. At their behests The slave is free; and Superstition's hand Sinks powerless.-Hitherward thy steps were bent

To seek free commune with each kindred soul, Whose highest powers are ever willing lent

To free their race from folly's dark controul. To our blest Isle thou didst with transport come : Here hast thou found thy last, thy silent home.

Thy work thou didst fulfil while yet 'twas day;
And still right-onward towards thy beacon tend
With faith and zeal. And now thy footsteps bend
Where Christian friendship offers thee the stay
Of sympathy and love. But who shall say

What joy was ours, the eager ear to lend
To all thy accents, and thy steps attend?—
The Angel of the Lord hath call'd away
His faithful servant, at the evening hour,

While glowing tints still gild the western sky.
Yet though around our hearts dark sorrows lour,
And tears of sad regret must dim the eye,
We mourn not without hope. Thy race is run,
Enter thy rest! Servant of God- Well done'!

V.

Bright hopes of immortality were given

dear

To guide thy dubious footsteps, and to cheer
Thine earthly pilgrimage. How firm and clear
Arose thy faith, that as the Lord hath risen,
So all his followers shall meet in heaven !-
Thou art gone from us; but thy memory,
To all that knew thee, fades not: still we hear
And see thee yet as with us:-ne'er are riven
The bands of Christian love!-Thy mortal frame
With us is laid in holy silent rest:

Thy spirit is immortal; and thy name

Shall by thy countrymen be ever blest.

E'en from the tomb thy words with power shall rise, Shall touch their hearts, and bear them to the skies.

FULLER, PRINTER, BRISTOL,