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With respect to the heavy charges “ But I retract: it is not so much, which the Bishop of Lincoln bas so in many instances, the want of can. rashly brought against this large din dour and equity, 'as the want of invision of the clergy, Mr. Scott just. formation. We preach very publicly complains, that no proofs are ad- ly, but they'' (the opponents of the duced of their truth. The only at- evangelical body) “disdain to hear tempt which is made to substantiate us: we publish books on various theai, is by the quotation of a few subjects, but they will not deign to passages from Mr. Overton's well. read them ! for I hope no one, who known work; in which, says Mr. has read them, would persist in Scott, supposing even that a few ex- charging us with tenets, which we pressions could not be wholly justi- openly disavow, and labour to disfied, what do they amount to, when countenance, to the utmost of our compared with the mass of conclu- ability.” sive, unanswerable arguments which We seriously hope, that for the pervades that publication, and with honour (not to use a stronger word) the distinct and various statements of those who have maintained these which it contains, of the absolute odious charges against the evangelinecessity of good works, of every cal clergy, they will either be rekiod, to a well-grounded confidence tracted, or applied with that discriof justification, and a joyful hope of mination, and with that distinci and eternal life?

unquestionable evidence of their

truth, which the case so imperiously " But,” continues Mr. Scott,“ liad Mr.

requires. . For Mr. Scott' himself, Overton's objections to other writers, been and for many other authors of simifrivolous, or snarling, (which they are not :) lar sentiments, no apology is needwould it have been equitable to make the whole company of evangelical preachers

ed. Their writings as well as their answerable for them? Some of tliese disap- sermons, abound with the most power. prove his book; and are they also, notwithiful calls to holiness of life; and standing this, to be condemned for his of many of them contain an ample and fence; if he have coinmitted one? If any laborious detail of Christian virtae. minister sails to inculcate on his congrega. So that, in reading or hearing their țion, the things here mentioned,” (viz. the productions, we are persuaded that practice of piety and holiness), " let him be iheir present adversaries would only censured for his neglect : but let not those complain, wiih that inconsistency who do circulate them, be joined with him which has been but too often rein this condemnation. • Judge not according to appearance, but judge righteous judg- of their practical doctrines.

marked, of the strictness and severity ment."" Vol. i. pp. 375, 376.


sides the evidence which thus arises There is nothing in which the from their books and from their disChristian temper and the mature courses, considered in themselves, piety of Mr. Scott more evidently many of the evangelical clergy can, appear, than in the calm, yet digni- with Mr. Scott, confidently, yet fied, firmness with which he meets hunbly, appeal to the numbers, who and refutes those unrighteous, be- have been in various degrees instructo cause indiscriminate and unsupported, ed, reformed, and editied by their charges of the Bishop of Lincoln labours. These are testimonies and against the writings and the dis- seals to the general truth and er courses of the evangelical clergy. cellence of their doctrines, which He even does more ; he accounts cannot even now be resisted, and and apologises for their accusers. In which will be hereafter their “joy the midst of a just complaint of that and crown of rejoicing in the day of general and undistinguisbing con- the Lord Jesus;" when " they that demnation to which they are expos- be wise shall shine as the brightness ed, he thus expresses his indigna of the firmament, and they that turn

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many to righteousness as the stars creased influence of the song de. for ever and ever."

mands the more rigid scrutiny of We have already made so heavy the critic. a demand on the patience of our Lord Byron is the author, beside readers, that we must here, for their the book before us, of a small vosakes, as well as for our own, pause lume of poems, which gave little in our consideration of this work; promise, we think, of the present only entreating them to favour us work; and of a satyrical poem, with their good wishes for our happy which, as far as temper is concern. deliverance out of the labyrinth of ed, did give some promise of it. It Calvinism *, into which a second had pleased more than one critic to volume of eight hundred pages is treat his Lordship's first work in about to conduct us.

no very courtier-like manner; and (To be continued.)

especially the Lion of the north had lei him feel the lashing of his angry

tail. Nol of a temperament to bear Childe Harolde's Pilgrimage. A Ro. calmly even a " look that threatened

maunt. By Loud Byron. The him with insult,” his Lordship seizSecond Edition. London: Mur- ed ihe tomahawk of satire, mounts ray, Fleet Street. 1812. 8vo.

ed the fiery wings of his muse, and, pp. 3!\0. Price 12s.

like Bonaparte, spared neither rank,

nor sex, nor age, but converted the Is the object of poetry is to instruct republic of letters into one universal by pleasing, then every poetical field of carnage. The volume called effort has a double claim upon the English Bards and Scotch Re. attention of the Christian observer. viewers is, in short, to be consider. For we are anxious that the world ed, among other works, as one of should be instructed at all rates, those playful vessels which are said and that they should be pleased to have accompanied the Spanish where they innocently may. We armada, manned by executioners, are, therefore, by no means among and loaded with nothing but in. those spectators who view the occa- struments of torture. sional 'ascent of a poetic luminary This second work was of too sanupon the horizon of literature, as a guinary a complexion to beget a meteoric flash which has no relation very pleasant impression upon the 10 ourselves; but we feel instantly public mind; and all men, who an eager desire to find its altitude, wished well to peace, politeness, to take its bearings, to trace its and literature, joined in the pæan course, and to calculate its iufluence sung by the immediate victims of upon surrounding bodies. When his Lordship's wrath, when he emespecially it is no more an “oaten barked to soften his manners, and, reed” that is blown; or a “ simple as it were, oil his tempers, amidst shepherd " who blows it; but when the gentler spirits of more southern the song involves many high and climes. Travelling, indeed, through solemn feelings, and a man of rank any climes, may be expected to and notoriety strikes his golden exert this mitigating influence upon harp, we feel, at once, ihat the in- the mind. Nature is so truly gen

ile, or, to speak more justly, the We have said nothing of the Calvinism God of nature displays so expansive of the doctrine of justification by faith only, a benevolence in all his works; so because, as we quoted in our Review of the * Refutation,” p. 587. the decided avowal by prodigally sheds lis blessings " upon Arminius of liis agreement with Calvin upon ihe evil and the good;" builds up this article, we think it quite sufficient to so many exquisite fabrics to delight leave the Bishop of Lincoln to settle that the eyes of his creatures; tinges the point will the former of these able divines. flowers with such colours, and fills the grove with such music; that sceptical ; Lord Byron very natuany one who becomes familiar with rally, and creditably to himself, sets nature, can scarcely remain angry out in his Preface with disclaiming with man.

With what mitigating all connection with this imaginary touches the scenery of Europe has personage. It is somewhat singular, visited our author, remains to be however, that most of the offensive seen. That he did not disarm it of reflections in the poem are made, its force by regarding it with a cold not by the “Childe,” but the poet. or contemptuous eye, he himself The poem begins by describing teaches uso

the “ Childe;" and though not a

very favourable specimen of Lord Dear Nature is the kindest mother still, Though falways changing, in her aspect the stanza, in order, though we feel

Byron's powers, we shall extract mild; From her bare bosom let me take my fill,

the acquaintance is no honour to Her never-weaned, though not ber fde them or us, to introduce the unvoured child.

happy creature to our readers. O she is fairest in her features wild, Wliere nothing polished deres pullute her "Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth,

Who nc in virtue's ways did take delight; path;

But spent his duys in riot most uncouth, To me by day or night she ever smiled,

And vexed with miril the drowsy ear of Though I have marked her when none

night. other hath,

Ah me! in south be was a shameless wight, And sought her more and more, and lored

Sure given to revel and ungodly glee."her most in wrath." p.79.

“ Childe Harolde basked him in the noonOur agthor having re-landed upon tide sun, his native shores, his first deed is to

Disporting there like any other fly; present to his country the work Nor deened before his little day was done, before us, as the fruits of his travels. One blast might chill him into misery. It is a kind of poetical journal of But, lo! ere scarce a third of his past by, journeys and voyages through Spain

Worse than adversity the Childe befell; and Poriugal, along the shores of He felt the fullness of satiety:

Then loathod he in his native land to the Mediterranean and Archipelago, and through the states of ancient which seemed to him more lone than ere

dwell, Greece. When we speak of jour. mite's sad cell.” * pp. 4, 5. pal, we mean rather to designate the topics of the work than the

" Yet oft times, in his maddest mirthful mood, manner of its execution; for this is

Strange pangs would flash along Cbilde

Harolde's brow, bighly poetical. Most contrary to

As if the memory of some deadly feuil, the spirit of those less fanciful re

Or disappointed passion lurked below. cords, his Lordship sublimely dis. But this none knew, or haply cared to know; cards all facts and histories; all in

For his was not that open ariless soul, cidents; A. M. and P. M.; and bad That feels relief by bidding sorrow flow; ions and worse winds; and battles Nor sought he friend to counsel or conand feasts. Seizing merely upon the dole, pictaresque features in every object Whate'er this grief mote be, which he could and event before him, he paints and

not controul. records them with such reflections,

“ And none did love him, though to hall and moral or immoral, as arise in his

bower ardent mind.

He gathered revellers from far and near." The " Childe Harolde” is the In such mood the " Childe" sets traveller; and as he is a mighty sail; and, having " seized his harp.” surly fellow, neither loves nor is when “the sun was sinking on the loved by any one ; “ through sin's sea,” and fleeting shores receded long labyrinth had run, nor made from the sight, he sings a very atonement when he did amiss;" as. pathetic little ode, from which we moreover, he is licentious and have space to extract only the 91b



stanza, as descriptive of his very when we read, that, in his mountain cheerless state and truly romantic wanderings here, feelings.

« he learned to moralize, « And now I'm in the world alone,

And conscious reason whispered to despise Upon the wide, wide sea :

His early youth." But why should I for others groan,

He then strikingly describes the When none will sigh for me?

bounds of the rival realms of Spain Perchance my dog will whine in vain,

and Portugal; bounds so slight, as Till fed by stranger hands;

to explain, if the general lust of But long ere I come back again,

power did not, the constant persuaHe'd tear me where he stands."

sion, on the part of the strongest of It will be seen by this, that not these powers, that the same sceptre only, like Hamlet, “ man delights should sway both countries. not him, nor woman either," but

“ But these between a silver streamlet glides, that no rash transfer of his regards

And scarce

name distinguishes the has been made to the brute creation.

broob, We are, we conless, astonished, that. Though rival kingdoms press its verdant when he sailed by Ithaca, or, as he sides. poetically describes it,

Here leans the idle shepherd on his crook, « the barren spot,

And vacant on the ripling waves doth look, Where sad Penelope o'erlooked the wave"

That peaceful still 'twixt bitterest foemen he did not either expunge this For proud each peasant, as the noblest duke; stanza, or tremble at the angry Well doth the Spanish hind the difference ghost of Ulysses.

know Lisbon, Cintra, and the surround- 'Twixt him and Lusian slave, the lowest of

the low." p. 24. ing scenery, are powerfully described in the occasionally abrupt manner Is there not, however, some disof Spenser.

cordancy between the meek vacancy “ The horrid crags, by topling convent

of the shepherd, in one part of the crowned,

stanza, and the proud consciousness The cork-trees hoar that clothe the shaggy of superiority of the peasant in the steep,

other? The mountain moss by scorching skies em. As it is impossible to tread upon browned,

any acre of these desolated countries The sunken glen, whosc sunless slırabs without encountering war; so a must weep,

poet must be expected to describe The tender azure of the unruffled deep,

ii. The following personification of The orange tints that gild the greenest battle is bold, and makes us doubly

bough, The torrents that from cliff to valley leap,

thankful for the waters which roll The vine on high, the willow branch below,

between ourselves and the continent Mixed in one mighty scene, with varied of Europe. lustre glow," p. 17.

" Red Battle stamps his foot, and nations So Spenser :

feel the slock. " The willow worne of forlorne paramours,

" Lo! where the giant on the inountain

stands, The cugh obedient to the bender's will, The berch," &c.

Book I. Cauto I.

His blood-red tresses deepening in the

sun; The “ Childe" was not likely to With death-shot glowing in his fiery hands, pass by Cintra without some charac- And eye shat scorcheth all it glares upon; teristic reference to that convention, Restless it rolls, now fixed, and now anum of which, it must be admitted, that Flashing afar-and at his iron feet no satisfactory solution has ever Destruction cowers, to mark what deeds are

done." been given to the country. For this he may be pardoned; and we After this, probably somewbat really began to have hopes of him exbausting, burst of poetry, the bard turns aside to refresh himself “Her lover sinks she sheds uo ill-timed with a few stanzas of indignant

p. 37.

lear; satire upon war and warriors, and

Her chief is slain-she fills his fatal post; Collins's exquisite eulogy upon the Her fellows flee-she checks their base career; brave. The preceding part of the

The foe retires-she heads the sallying

høst. stanza is too fine to omit.

Who can appease like ber, a lover's ghost? « Three hosts combine to offer sacrifice ; Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? Three tongues prefer strange orisons on What maid retrieve, when man's flushed hope high;

is lost? Three gaudy standards fout the pale-bluc Who bang so fiercely on the iying Gaul, skies ;

Foiled by a woman's hand, before a battered The shouts are France, Spain, Albion, Vic- wall ? p. 36.

tory! The foe, the victim, and the fond ally

The history then conveys us to That fights for all, but ever fights in vain,

Seville and Cadiz, of which the auAre inet-as if at home they could not diem thor paints the vices in colours so TO FEED THE CROW on Talavera's strong, as almost to makes us believe, PLAIN,

for a moment, that he hates them. And fertilize the field that each pretends to The Sunday amusement of the last gain.

city is a bull-fight, wbich he con“There shall they rot — Ambition's honoured trasts with what he seems to imagine fools

the universal employments of the Yes—honour decks the turf that wraps middle orders of bis own country, their clay!

on that sacred day. We trust he Vain sophistry L-in them behold the tools, Thc broken tools that tyrants cast away

might have made the contrast By myriads, when they dare 10 pave their stronger, by describing multitudes way

who on that day abstain from all With human hearts--to what?-a dream secular amusements, and find their alone," &c. &c. p. 29.

happiness in "going up to the house We are not disposed to quarrel of God in company." His description with this passage merely for its hos-is, however, very lively:tility to war, but surely such undis- “ Then thy spruce citizen, washed artizan, tinguishing declamation can tend to And smug apprentice, gulp their weekly Do good. Surely, also, Lord Byron is unjust to his country in thus cha. Tlog coach of hackney, whiskey, one-horse

chair, racterising her present war ;-a war not sought by us, but forced upon us;

And humblest gig, through sundry suburbs a war in which the “ tyranı” George T.Hamstead, Brentford, Harrow, make repair,

whirl, III. did not compel his people 19

Till the iired jade the wheel forgets to hurl, engage; but in undertaking wbich, Provoking envious gibe from each pedestrian be merely coinplied with their gene- churl.” p. 42. ral voice.

The description of Morena's dusky And we doubt not that not mereheight, with

Jy ihe “tired jade," and the graver " The holstered steed beneath the stred of inhabitants, if such there be, of these thatch,

invaded villages, but religion herself, The ball-piled pyramid, the ever-blazing will rejoice if his Lordship, or bis match,"

conciliating muse, will persuade these in the 51st stanza; and of the sabbatical vagrants to seek their pleaSpanish maid," who all upsexed,» sures a little nearer home. u stalks with Minerva's step where

The stanzas describing the bull. Mars might fear to tread," in the fight are among the best in the $1th stanza; are scarcely

inferior, we volume, but we have space only for

one. think, to any thing in that species of writing in the language ; except, « Thrice sounds the clarion: lo! the signal falls, indeed, it be these lines:

The den expands, and expectation mute


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