Mandeville, Hobbes, Shaftesbury; I believe in Lord Bolingbroke, Hume, Voltaire, Diderot, Boulanger, Volney, and Tom Paine. I believe not St. Paul; I believe not revelation; I believe in tradition; I believe in the Talmud; I believe in the Koran; I believe not the Bible; I believe in Socrates; I believe in Confucius; I believe in Sanchomiathon; I believe in Mohammed; I believe not in Christ. Lastly, I believe in all unbelief!"

Such is the creed of those worthy men, those great patterns of virtue and refinement! The barrenness and sterility of infidel mind will cease to be a wonder, when their principles are known. I mean the barrenness of all virtue, but prolific of every gigantic vice. Notwithstanding all this, a modern infidel writer, with all their accustomed falsehood and hypocrisy, affirms : "Of these two books, (the Bible and the Koran,) the Koran has the most truths, and a more impressive moral code!" In contempt for the blessed Bible, they seem to vie with each other in the invention of terms sufficiently expressive of their malice and hatred for that disturber of their peace.

Said Voltaire, "I am wearied of hearing it repeated, that twelve men were sufficient to establish Christianity, and I wish to prove that it needs but one to destroy it!" Yet his efforts for its destruction, characterized by hellish ingenuity, and prosecuted with infernal zeal, only tended to purify it and render it more beautiful and lovelywhile he died in despair, without accomplishing the least part of his demoniac purpose, and over his very bones stands a church of Jesus Christ, where the gospel is preached every Sabbath day; and the same press which he used to print his infamous publications, is now used in printing the word of God.

We will give you a few specimens of the moral purity, chastity, and refinement, of those men held up as your examples by infidels.

Lord Herbert, confessedly one of their purest writers, apologizes for lewdness and sensuality, as resembling thirst in dropsy, or inactivity in a lethargy, and says, "Men are not hastily or on small ground to be condemned who are led into sin by bodily constitution." Can any one doubt the object of Lord Herbert, in these reckless sentiments? Certainly not. Let him instill this seductive poison into every family circle, and he could accomplish his foul designs wherever, and whenever, he pleased!

Lord Bolingbroke became so steeped in base sensuality, that, without feeling his cheek crimson with shame, he says, "the only consideration that can reconcile a man to confine himself by marriage to one woman, and a woman to one man, is this, that nothing hinders but that they may indulge their desires with others." He contended that sensuality might be indulged; and that modesty is only vanity, and a wish to show ourselves superior to brutes; that man is only a superior animal, and that his chief end is to gratify his flesh; that polygamy is a part of the law or religion of nature, and that adultery is no violation of that law, and may be indulged when it can be with safety. Is not this a most splendid catalogue of infidel virtues! O, how supremely worthy our imitation is such a man! how pure his morals! and how transcendently above the gospel of Jesus Christ! Would either of you suspect that he was pure, and free from the charge of vile adultery? Assuredly you would not. And yet, such

are the men our modern infidels admire, and hold up to the view of our young men as models of virtue!

Hume hesitates not to say, that self-denial is a monkish virtue, and that adultery must be practiced, if we would enjoy all the advantages of life; that female infidelity, when known, is a small thing, and when unknown, nothing.

These same writers, it is true, on some occasions talk of chastity; but only as conducive to health and reputation; but in the event that they violate all chastity, they pass it off under the pretence of indulging the dictates of nature!

Hume contended that if adultery was generally practiced, it would in time cease to be scandalous; and if practiced secretly and frequently, it would by degrees come to be thought no crime at all. This is the index to his morality of conduct. If such were his sentiments, it is just to conclude that such, also, were his practices.

Such, young gentlemen, would infidels have you to be-the patterns of vice, the invaders of the sacred domestic circle, the corrupters of innocence, the betrayers of virtue, and the panders of death. Let me ask you here, if such sentiments would not disqualify you to meet the claims society has upon you? and, professing such sentiments, if you would not feel abashed and confounded in the presence of female virtue? May Heaven preserve you from this incarnate fiend, who` goes about seeking whom he may devour, and multiplying his victims for a more sanguinary desolation.

I will not, in this assembly, give you specimens of the licentiousness and morals, of Rochester, Warton, or Woolston. They are too deeply tinged.

Blount solicited his sister-in-law to marry him, and

when she refused his request, he shot himself. Voltaire was a shameless adulterer. Having seduced a talented woman from a beloved husband, he gave himself up to the most filthy sensuality, and abominable lewdness of which we can well conceive. Helvetius advocated the most unlimited gratification of the sensual appetites, and contended that it is not "agreeable to policy to regard gallantry (that is, unlawful intercourse with married women) as a vice, in a moral sense;" and that “if men will call it a vice, then it must be acknowledged that there are vices which are useful in certain ages and countries." O shame! where hast thou fled!

Paine was not only low, vulgar, intemperate and filthy; he was also a sensualist of the very worst kind -having seduced from her husband Madame Bonneville, and brought her to this country, with whom he lived in shameless adultery during the remainder of his wretched life. Goodwin was not only a lewd infidel of the baser sort, but was the unblushing advocate of lewdness in others. Tanel, by the plausible argument that exposure was the only crime, succeeded in seducing from her husband onc of the otherwise finest women of France; and lived, as Paine would say, perfectly consistent with his principles.

Rousseau says, "having heard that he who best fills the foundling hospital was the most applauded, I said to myself, since it is the custom of the country, they who live here may adopt it. I cheerfully determined upon it without the least scruple; and the only one I had to overcome was Therepa, who, with the greatest imaginable difficulty I persuaded to comply." By her he sent at least two children to the foundling hospital. "The mother was then obliged, with trembling," to comply! He

then went on from one sink of iniquity and pollution to another; seducing one woman after another, under the most revolting circumstances, until, by his debaucheries he became the greatest curse that ever polluted the air he breathed. And yet, his praises are recorded and sung by every infidel club, and his name and memory are now reveared in France, and embalmed in the breast of every modern infidel!

I could point you to infidels in our own country, and in our own day, the unblushing advocates of licentiousness of every kind-who, crawling like a serpent brood of poisonous reptiles out of their murky dens, disgorge upon our happy land "a living leprosy." Shall I point you to those hell engendered systems, which, denying the blessed institution of matrimony, make men like lawless herds of filthy, roving swine? Then, like a bark foundering in a dark night, amid storms and tempests, should we see going down to eternal night the brightest hopes and fairest prospects upon which we had ever delighted to gaze. Shall I point you to a Kneeland, an Owen, or a Wright? No, no! I will not pain you by calling those execrated names, the very mention of which, like the touch of the torpedo, carries with them a tremendous moral shock. Would to God their corrupting principles, had never disgraced and cursed our own happy country.

Forget not that infidelity is the hot-bed of sensuality; that it is the end of all virtue, of all chastity, of all family connections, of all conjugal fidelity, and of every endeared relation and connection that now blesses the sacred retreat of home, and makes the loved circle around our own fire-side a paradise of joy..

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