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versation in that direction. Nor was ignorant of the trụe “ state of the there any objection to it on the part
Let me add, with all due reof his associates. The fluency of his spect, that I believe I could prove, arguments, and the spirit of his illus- that, like myself, you were greatly trations, were calculated to divest deficient in this respect. It is now serious topics of whatever might be nearly sixteen years, since, without forbidding, and to give them all the your knowledge, I ventured to make attraction of subjects of amusement. myself a monk. With the warmest The study of Scripture, elucidated by parental affection, you felt alarmed Luther, appeared no longer in the on my account, because you knew light of a task, and the ponderous beforehand the various privations and writings of the Fathers seemed in his disadvantages of that mode of life. hands divested of their customary in. Your object was to connect me by cumbrance."
marriage with a respectable and af
fluent family; and your anger at the Mr Bower has added to his narra course I had taken was for some live an Appendix of considerable time exceedingly great. The words length, in which he gives anecdotes of the Psalmist, “ God knoweth the of Luther's friends, and of all the thoughts of man that they are vain;" leading divines of that age; also These words occurred to you, but curious estracts from his writings, without producing a full effect. At and froin various important public length you desisted, and consented documents. The following letter that your wishes should give way to from Luther to his father appears to what was the will of heaven. My exhibit a striking view of the habi. fears, however, were not then tertual state of his mind, and of the ma- minated, for I well remember, that tives by which he was impelled to when you conversed mildly with me, the daring enterprize in which he and heard my declaration that I had engases.
become a monk, not from partiality to
the mode of life, but from the appre“ Dear Father,
hension of divine wrath, your obser« It has for a considerable time been vation was, “I wish that it may not my intention to dedicate the present prove a vain illusion.” These words publication to you in the most affec- sounded in my ears as if they had tionate mariner; not from a vain wish proceeded from the voice of God. to give publicity to your name, but At no subscquent period have I forwith a view to avail myself of the gotten them; nor have any words, opportunity which an address to you which I have ever heard, made so afforded, of explaining to pious readers lasting an impression on me. Still I the nature of my book.
heard you only as a man, and persisted “ You are well aware how deeply I in adhering to what I regarded in have been impressed with the belief, the light of divine inspiration. Had that nothing could be more important it been in your power, you would or more sacred than to yield obedience certainly have prevented me from to the impulse of the divine command. becoming a monk; but as to me, had And here you may be disposed to L'even known what I now know, I Have
you ever had doubts on should bave pursued the same course, such a subject, and is it but lately and have suffered death rather than that you have learned the true state have been stopped in it. Of the of the case?". It is so, I confess- propriety of my conduct at that time, Until lately, I have not only enter my opinion has certainly undergone tained doubts, but have been grossly a change ; but God, by his infinite July 1813.
wisdom and mercy, has been pleased that bondage I am now delivered to produce great good out of evil. by the grace of God. It may be Would you not rather have lost one asked, why I do not ascribe my rehundred sons, than not have seen moval to the influence of your authothese happy effects arise? Satan rity? God, who moved me to withseems to have anticipated in me, from draw, has a more powerful claim on my infancy, some of those qualities my acknowledgment. “ He who which have since appeared ; and to loves his father or mother more than prevent the progress of the cause in me,” (said our Saviour,) " is not which they have been instrumental, worthy of me." By this Christ did he affected my mind to such a degree not mean to set aside the authority as to make me often wonder whether of parents, but to express, by a familiar I was the only human creature whom illustration, that when their orders he tormented*. Now, however, I came in competition with those of perceive that God directed that I our Saviour, the latter ought always should acquire, by personal experience, to be preferred. These things I rea knowledge of the constitution of capitulate merely to show that I universities and monasteries, that my could not obey you otherwise than at opponents might have no handle to the hazard of my conscience. At boast that I pretended to condemn that time, neither of us knew from things of which I was ignorant. It Scripture that the impulse of God was ordained therefore that I should was to be accounted superior to any pass part of my life in a monastery. human orders.--I now dedicate this
“Let me proceed to ask what is the book to you, that you may see how nature of your present opinions and remarkably Christ hath enabled me feelings?. You are still my father; to relinquish the profession of a monk, I am still your son; and vows, we and hath given me so much liberty, are now satisfied, have ceased to be that although I am become the serbinding. The right of paternal au vant of all, I am subject to him thority was on your side when you alone. He is to me, “ bishop, abopposed my change of life in mine, bot, prior, Lord, father, and master." there was a wish to obey the com I know none but him— Let me, mand of God-Had it depended on therefore, hope that he may bave tayou, would you not ere this have ken one son from you to make taken me from the monastery? But him instrumental in the salvation of lest you should imagine that God many of his other sons. This, I am has only anticipated you by taking fully persuaded, you are prepared to me himself from it, let me ask what receive, not only willingly, but with if I should persist in wearing the great joy. Nor have you reason to monastic garb and tonsure ? Are do
do otherwise-What though the then the cowl and tonsure sufficient pope should be the cause of putting to constitute a monk ?--My con me to death ? He cannot raise the science is now freed-I am, and I dead and make them suffer a second am not a monk a new creature, not time. The day, I trust, is approachof the pope, but of Christ. The ing, when that kingdom of abominamonks created by the pope are tie tion and perdition shall be destroyed. mere fictions of temporal authority.-- Would to God we were the first who Of that number I was one, but from were reckoned worthy to be burned
or put to death by the pope, that our Ut sæpius fuerim admiratus, egone solus
blood might be the means of acceleraessem inter mortales, quem peteret. ting his condemnation. But if we
are not worthy to show our sincerity he can rest, and where he can alight, by our blood, let us at least pray and when the wings of his fancy begin to entreat that God may show us this tire. Nothing indeed gives such a niercy, that we be may enabled to tes- zest to gaiety, as a somewhat liberal tify by our life and conduct that Jesus admixture of its opposite. The most Christ alone is our Lord God blessed noted humourists have in general a for ever. Amen.-Farewell, and sa- large fund of gravity in their compolute my mother, your Margaret, with sition. all those who are in Christ.
We have taken the opportunity of
throwing out these remarks upon the Ex Eremo, XXI. Novr. witticisms of the
present age, without Anno MDXXI."
any particular design of applying them to the work under our consideration, It really is not with any view of cen
sure, that we have now selected it. II. HORACE in LONDON ; consisting of Our object is rather to prove, that
Imitations of the first two Books of we are no sworn enemies to mirth, the Odes of Horace. By the when we go somewhat out of our way, Authors of Rejected Addresses ; or in order to procure for our readers The New Theatrum Poetarum, sd some share of the gratification arising Edition, 7s.
The work, with which our Authors TO laugh always, and at all things, commenced their poetico-imitative
seems the favourite maxim with career, is now universally known, and a large proportion of modern readers. has met with a general admiration, We are firmly persuaded, that no which it certainly deserves. The thing, on many occasions, can be idea was happy; the execution, in more agreeable and more salutary most instances, extremely good. Mithan a laugh. Our only doubt is, micry in conversation is for the mowhether the never-ceasing laugher ment irresistably amusing ; and in does not incur the risk of defeating writing, when well exeeuted, it is not his own object. There has always much less so. It does not certainly appeared to us to be nothing so tire. follow, however, that those who can some, either in books or conversation, imitate most closely either the merits as a person who thinks it necessary or the defects of others, possess a that every word should be witty. good manner of their own; the conSuch a continual coruscation, even of trary indeed has often been remarked. genuine wit, must in the end prove The case is somewhat different in tiresome. But the truth is, that it writing than in conversation ; since scarcely ever is genuine. Wit, above to copy well the former must require all other things, in order to be toler a considerable degree of intellect and able, must be spontaneous and un- invention. The present volume acsought; the slightest appearance of cordingly contains a considerable labour entirely ruins it. But the share of original humour ; yet we are person to whom it is a rule, that not still inclined to regard the imitative a single word, which is not witty, power as that which our authors posshall ever escape, must be won sess in the highest degree. Thus the derfully gifted indeed by nature, if following, of which our readers will this spontaneous flow never deserts at once recognize the prototype, aphim. It appears to us therefore most pears prominent in merit, though advisable even for the professed wit, there is exaggeration at least in the to have a ground of sense, on which sentiment which it conveys.
“ Lo! Ocean's King engulphs thy
bark, On the Dilapidation of the Temple of Snatching the relics of his carthly reigu Minerva at Athens.
To deck his coral palaces, and hark!
The sea-nymphs sound their shells as they Pastor quum traheret per freta navibus. regain
The shipwreck'd trophies of their monarch's Astigin o'er the violated wave,
fane. Spoild Parthenon, thy marble glories bore, So shouldst thou perish with thy guilty While modern Greeks, alas! too weak to freight,
But that thy life shall be thy greatest bank, With silent tears his sacrilege deplore,
And Athens' Gods, by thy forewarning sate, Waked from the dust the demigods of yore,
Shall stay th' unhallow'd hand upreard to With kings and chiefs their spectred forms
“ All who behold my mutilated pile Start from their sepulchres to throng the
Shall brand its ravager with classic rage. shore,
And soon a titled bard from Britain's Isle, And as they view the ravager's career, Puint to the bounding bark, and poise the Thy country's praise and suffrage shall exi
gage, shadowy spear.
'And fire with Athens' wrongs an angry
age ti On speeds the vessel with her guilty prize, Poets unborn shall sing thy impious fame, Till sudden calms arrest her stately sweep; And Time, from history's eternal page Hush'd is the expanse of ocean, earth, and Expunging Alaries and Omar's name, skies,
Shall give to thine alone pre-eminence of And a new Firmament appears to sleep
shame." In the smooth mirror of the azure deep. When lo! the wave with sudden splendour There is considerable liveliness in glows,
the following, descriptive of the meetAnd while the crew a breathless silence
ing of two drinking associates. keep, Pallas, upstarting from her long repose,
Oh! whence are you come, Frowns on the startled Scot, and prophesies
My crony, my chum, his woes.
In boyhood's bright sun-shiney weather?
What shock of the spheres, " Ruthless destroyer ! luckless was the hour
After so many years, When Athens' Sculptures at thy feet were
Has thrown us again both together? huri'd ; Trophies revered, which hitherto had power How oft you and I To win the homage of an awe-struck world! Hare drank ourse) res dry, Goth, Vandal, Moslem, had their ilags un Till mounting high over our heads, furl's
Morn enter'd the casement, Around my still unviolated Fane,
And starei with amazement, Two thousand suminers had with dews im To find us not yet in our beds. pearl'd
One night at the British, Its marble heights, mor lest a mouldering stain;
We gres rather skittish, 'Twas thine to ruin ali that all had spared
And sallied out fighting the rabble ;
But the guardians of night, in vain.
Put our valour to flight,
And I lost my hat in the squabble. 6- The Grecian Deities already rush To smite th' insulter of their native scat ;
Hair cloud-cover'd Venus,
Intruding between us,
While you, left at large,
Peturn'd to the charge, Nor can thy ravist'd trophis yield reiet; And bore off a lanthorn and rattle. The bouschold Gods shall frown on thy re
treal, And when thou seek'st to drown reflection's * Ore of Lord Elgin's vessels was wrecko grief,
ed in the Archipelago. Bacchus shall interdict obuvion's respite brict,
of See Lord Byron's Childe Harold.
"Tis six-come and dine,
We from our circle never roam,
Nor ape our sires' eccentric sins;
And mostly ends where it begins.
The author has often caught, not And seldom engage in street quarrels.
ill, that tone of pleasure deriving jest At twelve let us sup,
from melancholy, which is so much a We'll not keep it up
favourite with his original. Thus in All night, like your rake-helly ranters ; threc, or half after,
the little piece entitled, “FortuncThe goddess of laughter,
Dear girl, from cabalistic lore,
Scek not your fortunes to explore,
Or find your destin'd lover :
Nor horoscopes, nor starry skies,
Nor flattering gypsey prophesies,
Can e'er your fate discover.
To Fortune's dreaded power resign'd, The following, entitled “ New
Endure witlı philosophic mind, Buildings,” is in a good strain of satire, Her favour or her malice : which the better deserves to be tran. Regardless of your future doom, scribed, as the mania is not entirely of present life enjoy the bloom, confined to London.
And quaff from Pleasure's chalice
To-day the sunny hours dance by, Saint George's Fields are fields no more,
Dispensing roses as they fiy: The trowel supersedes the ploughi,
O snatch them ! for to-morrow, Huge inundated swamps of yore,
Ascail'd by tempests, drooping, dead, Are changed to civic villas now.
Perchance their flowers may only shed, The builder's plank, the mason's hod,
The dewy tears of sorrow. Wide, and more wide extending still, Time flies-Death threatens to destroyUsurp the violated sod,
The wise condense life's scatter'd joy From Lambeth Marsh to Balaam Hill.
Within a narrow measure : Pert poplars, yew trees, water tubs,
Then, Laura, bring the sparkling bowl, No more at ('la pham meet the eye,
And let us yield the raptur'd soul, But velvet lawns, Acacian shrubs,
To laughter, lore, and pleasure. With perfume greet the passer by.
Upon the whole, though there is Thy carpets, Persia, deck our floors, original humour in this volume, we
Chintz curtains shade the polish'd pane, still think the Authors preferable,
when they give us the wit and fancy
of others, than their own. For this Not thus acquir'd was Gresham's hoard,
indeed there is but limited scope, in Who founded London's mart of trade ; the case of English poets; since every Not such thy life, Grimalkin's lord, Who Bow's recalling peal obey'd.
one will be satisfied, in regard to each,
with a very short specimen. But it In Mark or Mincing Lane confin'd,
appears to us, that their talents very Io cheerful toil they pass'd the hours ; 'Twas theirs to leave their wealth behind,
singularly qualify them for the task To lavish, while we live, is ours.
of translation ; an important depart
ment, in which excellence is exceedThey gave no treats to thankless kings ; Many their gains, their wants were few; happily, the style of poets who have
ingly rare. If they can catch, as They built no house with spacious wings, To give their riches pinions too.
lived in other ages and countries, as
in their own (and we do not see why Yet sometimes leaving in the lurch Sons, to luxurious folly prone,
they should not,) they have it then Their funds rebuilt the parish church
in their power to make valuable acOh! pious waste, to us unknown. cessions to English literature.