we may judge by the copy we purchased, would yield a fair profit, if the sale were as great as it seemed to be on Sunday night. But Mr. Harris is a poet—there is not such another in the universe. _The Golden Age_ opens thus:— “As many ages as it took to form The world, it takes to form the human race. Humanity was injured at its birth, And its existence in the past has been That of a suffering infant. God through Christ Appearing, healed that sickness, pouring down Interior life: so Christ our Lord became The second Adam, through whom all shall live. This is our faith. The world shall yet become The home of that great second Adam’s seed; Christ-forms, both male and female, who from Him Derive their ever-growing perfectness, Eventually shall possess the earth, And speak the rythmic language of the skies, And mightier miracles than His perform; They shall remove all sickness from the race, Cast out all devils from the church and state, And hurl into oblivion’s hollow sea The mountains of depravity. Then earth, From the Antarctic to the Arctic Pole, Shall blush with flowers; the isles and continents Teem with harmonic forms of bird and beast, And fruit, and glogious shapes of art more fair Than man’s imagination yet conceived, Adorn the stately temples of a new Divine religion. Every human soul A second Adam, and a second Eve, Shall dwell with its pure counterpart, conjoined In sacramental marriage of the heart. God shall be everywhere, and not, as now, Guessed at, but apprehended, felt and known.”—p. 1. I will take, says Mr. Howitt, as a fair specimen of the poetry and broad Christian philosophy of this spiritual epic, the recipe for writing a poem. In this, we see how far the requirements of Spiritualism are beyond the standard of the requirements of the world in poetry. They include the widest gatherings of knowledge, and still wider and loftier virtues and sympathies.