zas about Betty Foy, and her idiot son, and the pony mild and good, and Susan Gale-to transfer all is beyond our limit, and it is impossible to convey any idea of the whole by an extract. Indeed, take it from what part we might, we believe that, in its disjointure, it would be taxed with silliness; and that, we feel sure, would be the height of injustice. We incline to believe this and one or two others of a similar stamp to be those of Wordsworth's lesser works which Scott has justly characterized as " caviare, not only to the multitude, but to all who judge of poetry by the established rules of criticism." We do not believe, from remarks which we have seen and heard, that either Betty Foy or Peter Bell are especial favourites, even of Wordsworth's most thoroughgoing admirers; (highly as he himself is supposed to pride himself on their fatherhood); and though we think we discern an excellence and impressiveness in cach portrait on the whole; we profess not to like the treatment in detail, or to consider the full structure more impressive or appealing from its Doric undisguised.

"Non omnes arbusta juvant, humilesque myrica."

As we cast our eye down our pages, we fear lest much which we have written be counted finical. Though Wordsworth be the last of men to have loaded his subjects with undesigned excellencies, it is by no means so certain that we have unravelled his designs :-yet care not to plead guilty of being over recondite, in asserting the merits of one who has here been so amply denied all merit. Our aim is to be precise in recording our estimate of blemishes, as well as beauties. This estimate we have not formed hastily; yet have we found but few here of whom we may hope that they will be convinced by our judgment, without the evidence in detail. Wordsworth, as yet, has made but little way in India. We think we cannot have seen half a dozen copies of his works in the collections of a considerable number of more or less educated and discriminating men whom we have met with in the course of the last seven or eight years. In our schools and colleges, we doubt if he is known, even by a single scantly-thumbed copy in the library. Pope's Homer-the book which did most to viciate the poetic faculty for above a century, initiates our rising generation in opposing the vis inertia of oriental tinsel and tawdriness to the purer conceptions of what we must already call the last age. A "mock-heroic falsetto" destroys the appetite for rude

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OM THE BISHOP OF THE UNITED AND AND IRELAND IN JERUSALEM.

Mission Bishop of the United Church of England , to all brethren who pray and labour for the 1 of our Lord Jesus Christ, whose heart's desire r Israel is, that they might be saved: grace, mercy,

Again a year, marked by judgment and mercy, long time of grace which a merciful God has set ng of His redeemed from all nations and tongues and addressed you, and endeavoured to bring Zion to nd to commend her sons and daughters to your love

n still continues to be trodden down of the Gentiles, as over the eyes of Israel, the messenger of good tidcep bitterly; but the Lord is with us, and during yet former years, He has given us tokens of His favour h good and evil report, to continue His witnesses before es. Wherefore, it is again my agreeable duty to invite you e of the God of Abraham, of Isaac, and Jacob, to unite with and thanksgiving on the approaching day, which for a seas been set apart for that purpose by the true friends of the 21st of January, 1850, being the eighth anniversary of nce of the first Protestant Bishop into Jerusalem, and at the he first anniversary of the consecration of the first ProtestIn the Holy City. And as according to many thankfully reorts, the Lord has been with you and richly blessed you on nilar occasions, so may He be with you and with us on this y, and pour upon us all an abundant measure of His spirit, to us and to fill us with the love of Christ, that we may continue in His service, and that His good pleasure may prosper in our hand. Though we have been preserved from the sword that has ravaged countries of Europe, and from the pestilence with which God severely visited England, still the past year has been to us a year ouke, and of much anxiety and disappointment, and, I trust, of selfiliation. Besides a general want of spiritual life and Christian graces ongst several of the proselytes, two of them, too proud to receive e admonitions faithfully addressed to them, have for several months ist avoided the house of prayer, and refused all Christian advice; and ne conduct of several inquirers has been such as to oblige us to suspend their instruction and withdraw from them. All this, besides the frequent failings, I trust of weakness rather than malice, of those whom

verity and wholesome imaginings. Still we will be thankful that it is not so elsewhere. We will rejoice that we find Wordsworth recognized by a leading periodical of our native land as he "whom all the world consents to honour ;—who, living, already ranks among the greatest of the dead."* We have no wish to cover one of his short-comings-his blemishes we acknowledge-they trouble us not. By their bold independence and contrast to his rare excellencies, they are to us the very signals of genius. And as for his beauties, if we have explored one which he designed not-(we use language better than our own)-" what of that? If it be there, his genius meant it. This is the very mark whereby to know a true poet. There will always be a number of beauties in his works which he never meant to put in them."†

* Blackwood's Magazine, ccccii. p. 453. † Guesses at Truth, 1st Series, p. 250.

Extracts and Intelligence.

ANNUAL LETTER FROM THE BISHOP OF THE UNITED CHURCH OF ENGLAND AND IRELAND IN JERUSALEM.

Samuel, by Divine permission Bishop of the United Church of England and Ireland in Jerusalem, to all brethren who pray and labour for the coming of the kingdom of our Lord Jesus Christ, whose heart's desire and prayer to God for Israel is, that they might be saved: grace, mercy, and peace.

"Beloved Brethren,-Again a year, marked by judgment and mercy, has been added to the long time of grace which a merciful God has set apart for the ingathering of His redeemed from all nations and tongues and kindreds, since I last addressed you, and endeavoured to bring Zion to your remembrance, and to commend her sons and daughters to your love and prayers.

"Alas! Jerusalem still continues to be trodden down of the Gentiles, and the veil remains over the eyes of Israel, the messenger of good tidings must often weep bitterly; but yet the Lord is with us, and during this year, as in former years, He has given us tokens of His favour and grace through good and evil report, to continue His witnesses before Jews and Gentiles. Wherefore, it is again my agreeable duty to invite you all, in the name of the God of Abraham, of Isaac, and Jacob, to unite with us in prayers and thanksgiving on the approaching day, which for a series of years has been set apart for that purpose by the true friends of Israel, viz. the 21st of January, 1850, being the eighth anniversary of of the entrance of the first Protestant Bishop into Jerusalem, and at the same time the first anniversary of the consecration of the first Protestant church in the Holy City. And as according to many thankfully received reports, the Lord has been with you and richly blessed you on former similar occasions, so may He be with you and with us on this coming day, and pour upon us all an abundant measure of His spirit, to quicken us and to fill us with the love of Christ, that we may continue faithful in His service, and that His good pleasure may prosper in our hand. "Although we have becn preserved from the sword that has ravaged several countries of Europe, and from the pestilence with which God has so severely visited England, still the past year has been to us a year of rebuke, and of much anxiety and disappointment, and, I trust, of selfhumiliation. Besides a general want of spiritual life and Christian graces amongst several of the proselytes, two of them, too proud to receive the admonitions faithfully addressed to them, have for several months past avoided the house of prayer, and refused all Christian advice; and the conduct of several inquirers has been such as to oblige us to suspend their instruction and withdraw from them. All this, besides the frequent failings, I trust of weakness rather than malice, of those whom