As to the reviewer's own philosophical speculations, which he now and then obtrudes, we have, for the most part, passed them over in silence, for they have not seemed to us to have the stuff to bear refuting. The writer evidently has no occasion to pride himself on his aptitude for philosophical studies, and is very far from understanding either the merits or defects of such a man as Victor Cousin, in every respect so immeasurably above him. We regret that he should have undertaken the defence of the great French philosopher, for he had little qualification for the task. He has provoked us to render more glaring the objectionable features of Cousin's philosophy than we wished. If he sends us a rejoinder, we shall be obliged to render them still more glaring, and to sustain our statements by citation of passages from his works, book and page marked, so express, so explicit, and so numerous, as to render it impossible for the most sceptical to doubt the justice of our criticism. ----------- The Tears Of Jesus. "And Martha said: Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died. ... Jesus saith to her: Thy brother shall rise again. ... And Mary saith to him: Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died. ... And Jesus wept." DISCIPLE. "Kind Lord, Dost Martha's love prefer? Cheer Mary's heavy heart likewise, And say to her, Thy brother once again shall rise. {114} "Why fall those voiceless tears In sad reply To her, as if thine ears Heard not her cry? "What opens sorrow's deep abyss At Mary's word? When Martha spoke, no grief like this Thy spirit stirred." MASTER. "My child, Remember what I said to her-- The elder of the twain, When she, the busy minister, Of Mary did complain. "Know, they who choose the better part And love but me alone. Ask only that my loving heart Shall make their griefs mine own. "To Martha is the promise given That Lazarus shall rise from sleep; But Mary is the bride of heaven-- With her shall not the bridegroom weep?" DISCIPLE. "Kind Lord, When breaks my heart in agony, Dost ever shed a tear with _me_?" MASTER. "My Child, Wilt all things else for me resign? Wilt others' love for mine forego Wilt find thy joy alone in me? Then will I count thy griefs as mine. And with thy tears my tears shall flow In loving sympathy." --------- {115} Sister Simplicia.