noon was the shrine containing the mortal remains of that glorious spirit, slowly and solemnly, in the deepest silence, borne down the broad gravel walk, followed by us his mourning friends, who had but lately known him in earth, but who hoped to meet him in the Father's Mansions above. The bearers wound along a shady walk, which his foot had doubtless often trodden, and there deposited their sacred burden in the appointed resting place! No voice ventured to express the deep thoughts which must have filled every breast! 'Who could have spoken over such a grave?' afterwards said JOHN FOSTER. "On returning to the breakfast room, my Father expressed a wish to read to all present what he felt to be in harmony with the occasion, and to my surprise and confusion he read these sonnets, in which I had endeavoured to express my feelings, however inadequately. Then we separated to our homes." The following sonnets are those composed after the death of the Rajah, and read by Dr. CARPENTER on that solemn occasion : SONNETS ON THE INTERMENT OF THE RAJAH, RAMMOHUN ROY, AT STAPLETON GROVE, FRIDAY, the 18th of October, 1833. I. THY Nation sat in darkness; for the night Appear'd the day-star of approaching morn. 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. II. Exil'd from home, e'en in thy earliest youth, Which, bright and pure, on all alike bestow'd, To drink of wells of everlasting life; Of dark-soul'd zealots-this must wake our love, III. Far from thy native clime, a sea-girt land And of her patriots many a holy band Have sought to rouse the world from the command The reign of truth and love. At their behests To free their race from folly's dark controul. 195 IV. Thy work thou didst fulfil while yet 'twas day; While glowing tints still gild the western sky. V. Bright hopes of immortality were given To guide thy dubious footsteps, and to cheer Thou art gone from us; but thy memory, dear 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. CHAPTER IV. TRIBUTES TO THE RAJAH'S MEMORY. IT was indeed an appalling event,-a deeply affecting dispensation of Providence, which so unexpectedly deprived India of her noble son, and the world of one of the most remarkable men which the century has produced. The hopes of all who loved mankind, and who felt an especial interest in that great country which had become so closely connected with our own, had been raised to very high expectation by the steady unwavering progress of the great Hindoo Reformer. Having watched him at a distance with high admiration, we had the privilege of receiving him into our homes and our social circles ;we had seen him in the midst of the attractions of our capital, steadily keeping in view his great object of promoting the welfare of his country, and making the gratification of any private wishes yield to this. We had witnessed his intense interest in the general diffusion of free principles, especially in England, a country whose destiny must so materially influence the M |