General Jackson, show that we respect the lesson which he gave us of deference to the judge. LESSON XCVII. On Arming for War with England, Dec. 1811.-H. CLAY. GENTLEMEN have inquired, what will be gained by the contemplated war? I ask, in turn, what will you not lose by your mongrel state of peace with Great Britain? Do you expect to gain any thing in a pecuniary view? No, sir. Look at your treasury reports. We now receive only six millions of revenue annually; and this amount must be diminished in the same proportion as the rigourous execution of the orders in council shall increase. Before these orders existed, we received sixteen millions. We lose, then, to the amount of ten millions of revenue per annum by our present peace. A war would produce the repeal of the orders in council; and our revenue would be restored, our commerce would flourish, our wealth and prosperity would advance. But England, it seems, is fighting the battles of mankind; and we are asked, shall we weaken her magnanimous efforts? For argument's sake, let us concede the fact, that the French Emperor is aiming at universal empire; can Great Britain challenge our sympathies, when, instead of putting forth her arms to protect the world, she has converted the war into a means of self-aggrandizement; when, under pretence of defending them, she has destroyed the commerce and trampled on the rights of every nation;— when she has attempted to annihilate every vestige of the public maritime code of which she professes to be the champion? Shall we bear the cuffs and scoffs of British arrogance, because we may entertain chimerical fears of French subjugation? Shall we swallow the potion of British poison, lest we may be presented with the imperial dose?— Are we called upon to bow to the mandates of royal insolence, as a preparation to contend against Gallic usurpa tion ? Who ever learned in the school of base submission, the lessons of noble freedom, and courage, and independence? Look at Spain. Did she secure her independence by submitting, in the first instance, to the dictates of imperial usurpations? No, sir. If she had resisted the first intrusion into her councils, her monarch would not at this time be a miserable victim in the dungeons of Marseilles. We cannot secure our independence of one power, by a dastardly submission to the will of another. But look at our own history. Our ancestors of the Revolution resisted the first encroachments of British tyranny. They foresaw that by submitting to pay an illegal tax, contemptible as that was in itself, their liberties would ultimately be subverted. Consider the progress of the present disputes with England. For what were we contending the other day? For the indirect colonial carrying trade. That has vanished. For what are we now deliberating? For the direct export and import trade; the trade in our own cotton, and tobacco, and fish. Give this up, and to-morrow we must take up arms for our right to pass from New York to New Orleans; from the upper country on James River to Richmond. Sir, when did submission to one wrong, induce an adversary to cease his encroachments on the party submitting? But we are told that we ought only to go to war when our territory is invaded. How much better than invasion is the blocking of our very ports and harbours, insulting our towns, plundering our merchants, and scouring our coasts? If our fields are surrounded, are they in a better condition than if invaded? When the murderer is at our doors, shall we meanly skulk to our cells? Or shall we boldly oppose him at his entrance? LESSON XCVIII. Love.-SOUTHEY. THEY sin who tell us love can die ;- In heaven ambition cannot dwell, But love is indestructible, Its holy flame for ever burneth,— From heaven it came, to heaven returneth; At times deceived, at times opprest; But the harvest time of Love is there. Hath she not then, for pains and fears, LESSON XCIX. America to Great Britain.-WASHINGTON ALLSTON. ALL hail! thou noble land, O'er the vast Atlantic wave to our shore: For thou, with magic might, Canst reach to where the light The Genius of our clime, From his pine-embattled steep, Shall hail the great sublime; While the Tritons of the deep With their conchs the kindred league shall proclaim. O'er the main our naval line, Though ages long have passed O'er untravell'd seas to roam, Yet lives the blood of England in our veins! While the language, free and bold, How the vault of heaven rung, While the manners, while the arts, Still cling around our hearts, Our joint communion breaking with the sun: The voice of blood shall reach, LESSON C. Cardinal Wolsey's Speech to Cromwell.-SHAKSPEARE. CROMWELL, I did not think to shed a tear, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me must more be heard; say, then, I taught thee— Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, Still, in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. There take an inventory of all I have; To the last penny,-'tis the king's. My robe, I dare now call my own. O Cromwell! Cromwell! LESSON CI. The Mariner's Dream.-DIMOND. IN slumbers of midnight the sailor boy lay, Then fancy her magical pinions spread wide, |