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House of Commons, the brave, flashing op- ponent of the habitlal tnrtIlosifies and sol yelsms of British Legislation, and the elo- quent champion of freedom and enlight- enment of his countrymen. But 90 sell dom does he rise at all in the House, that many manufacturer, whose name has ne- yer travelled across the Atlantic, except as i $ stamped afoa h;;s merchandise, CT even some petty lord, says more and does more than the renowned author of Pelham and Eugene Aram.

 l have often said to myself, what a pity that a man gifted as Bulwer is, should not make the house in which he sits, and the country in which he lives, feel the power of his gen. jus, as he might exert 1t in behalf of the true and simple principles of political freedom; the opposite of which he so freely condemns in his writings. But the thing IS utterly ifrl- possible. He lacks that highest of human attributes--moraI courage; the bravery to do what we feel and know to be right, in de- fanee of petty considerations.

 The truth is, that Bulwer, like others of the common political tribe around him, is feontroled by the social influence of this corrupt and corrupting metropolis. Instead of rising up in the dignity of man of gen. jus, superior to the littlenesses of his times, and pursuing fearlessly the high and true interests of his country, he yields to the poison of the atmosphere in which he lives, and suffers himself to be awed--yea, polit- ically paralyzed by the aristocratic class amongst whom he Is now admitted, whom he has dashed in his writings, and for whom, when heis alone in his closet he perhaps feels contempt

 absolutely grieve to see what he is, and think what he might, and ought to be.