is he that cometh in the name of the Lord," at another, unite in the tumultuous cry:—"Away with him, away with him, crucify him." There are few only, who by hard toiling and study, which "is a weariness of the flesh," ascend the hill of fame; and those few, if they attained all the happiness anticipated by them, (which is far from being the case,) we find that they generally meet with a reverse which gives force to the exhortation of Scripture: "Cease ye from man whose breath is in his nostrils."[1] But suppose, what is very rare, that the breeze of popular favor should be uninterrupted in its course—that fame's trumpet should sound forth their praise without one discordant note. Pleasing as this might be to the distinguished personage, it is certain, that this circumstance can afford no comfort to the soul while the body lay prostrate upon a bed
- ↑ Isa. ii., 22.
