Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heav'n itself that points out an hereafter, Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ADDISON. FIRST AMERICAN EDITION. BALTIMORE: PUBLISHED BY A. NEAL, BOOKSELLER, NO. 1 WATER "THIS Essay is introduced to the world under the auspices of the Rev. JOHN WHITAKER, the great and good Rector of Ruan Lanyhorne; to whom it is dedicated in a very handsome manner. The address, indeed, is well conceived and well expressed. The Preface is elegant and appropriate. In the first part of the Essay, Mr. DREW has successfully proved, that "there is an IMMATERIAL PRINCIPLE in man." In the second part, therefore, his inquiry is; Can this IMMATERIAL PRINCIPLE possibly EXPIRE ?" [After giving a pretty copious Extract from the Work, the Reviewers conclude with the following remarks:] "An attempt to decide on the future life of Brutes," says our Author, "in a few straggling propositions, would be both immodest and indiscreet." With respect to "the future life" of the Essay before us, we would use the same language. We cannot pretend to decide, absolutely, on the degree of merit which it possesses; or the rank which it will hereafter hold in the metaphysical world. We have discovered, we think, a few errors in the reasoning; but we have found much to applaud-much to admire. Of his subject, in general, the Author is a master. Whilst we are struck with a chain of argumentation, strong and beautiful, we are assured, that this is the production of no common writer. And in thus connecting the Author with his Work, we cannot but recollect with wonder, that he is the untutored child of nature; deriving no advantage from education; indebted only and immediately to Heaven for a reach of thought as tonishingly great !-for a MIND to which all the matter of the Universe seems but an atom; and in himself, exhibiting a splendid proof, that the soul of man is IMMORTAL!" ANTIJACOBIN REVIEW, for February, 1893. WHEN this Dedication meets your eye, it will be unnecessary for me to say, that the modes of address, and the arts of pleasing, are a species of learning which I have never yet acquired; but silence is not justifiable when gratitude urges an acknowledgment. It is a full conviction of your favors, which has prompted me to a Dedication; and I intend nothing more in this Address, than to tell the world how much I am indebted, and to express the warm effusions of a grateful heart. When, without patron or friend, I abandoned my first publication to its fate, you saw it floating on the stream of time towards the caves of oblivion, 3 (RECAP) OCT 21 1906 208943 |