Newton, who, soon afterwards, with more than Promethean intrepidity, ascended the heavens in search of the most profound secrets of nature, and brought the knowledge of light upon earth. At the same time, a Milton, a Waller, and several others taught the English lyre to sound the strains of epic lore, or to whisper the flattering ejaculations of love and of praise. The arts of painting and engraving were fostered and advanced by the encouragement given to Vandyke, Kneller, Hollar, and Simon; and by the admirable productions of Lely, Faithorne, Lombart, and others; whilst eminent naval heroes and undaunted circumnavigators inscribing, with the trident of Neptune, the name of Britannia around the globe, laid the foundations of that immense commerce, and invincible navy, which still continue to give our country an indisputable pre-eminence over all other nations.

Before we conclude this article, we cannot refrain from placing under the eye of our readers

THE VARIOUS CHARACTERS OF CROMWELL.

"A man arose, of a depth of mind truly incredible; as subtle and refined an hypocrite as he was an able and transcendent politician; capable of enterprising every thing, and of concealing every enterprise. In peace and in war equally active and indefatigable, he left to Fortune nothing of which he could deprive her by wisdom and by foresight; and yet, vigilant and prompt, he never lost an opportunity which she offered to him. In fine, he was one of those bold and restless spirits that seem created to change the destinies of the world!" Bossuet.

"He was a tyrant!"

"He lived desired, and died lamented!"

Alg. Sidney.

Thurloe.

"The greatest personage and instrument of happiness,

not only our own, but indeed any age else ever produced!"

"One of the nine worthies!"

Lord Fauconberg.

Maidstone.

"A dextrous villain, an intrepid commander, a bloody usurper, and a sovereign that knew the art of governing!" Voltaire.

"A man miraculously raised up by God, and endowed with an extraordinary wisdom and courage!" Morland.

"If there ever appeared in any-state, a chief who was at the same time both tyrant and usurper, most certainly Oliver Cromwell was such!" Wicquefort's Emb.

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'His method of treating his enemies was mild and generous!"

Harris.

Cromwell, by nature, was generous and humane,

kind and compassionate!"

Ibid.

"A fortunate fool!"

"He was a coward!"

Card. Mazarine.

Lord Holles.

"His courage in the field was undoubtedly admirable!"

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Life of Cromwell, 1731.

With strength sufficient, and command from heaven, To free his country!"

Milton.

"He was brave, ambitious, generous and dissembling!" Lives of great Characters. Lord Clarendon.

"A brave wicked man!" "Cromwell with all his faults, had many virtues!" Harris.

"A bold, cunning, and ambitious man, but unjust, violent, and void of virtue; a man, in fine, who had great qualities, but never a good one!"

Memoirs of Brandenberg. "If he cannot be ranked among the best, undoubtedly, he is to be placed among the greatest of princes!" Harris.

"With all his faults, (although he was a coward at first) he was of great courage and vastness of mind, since he raised himself up from a private gentleman, to the supreme height of the empire, not altogether unworthy

the degree he attained to, if he had not acquired it by ill means!" Sir Roger Manley.

"He had a manly stern look, and was of an active, healthy constitution!" Life of Cromwell, 1731.

His face wears natural buff, and his skin may furnish bim with a coat of mail. You would think he had been christened in a lime-pit, and tanned alive, but that his countenance still continues mangy. We may cry out against superstition, and yet worship a piece of wainscot, and idolize a blanched almond. Certainly 'tis no human visage, but the emblem of a mandrake, one scarcely handsome enough to have been the progeny of Hecuba, had she whelped him when she was a bitch. His soul, too, was as ugly as his body; for, who can expect a jewel in the head of a toad ?" Hudibras in Prose, 1682.

"He's a sorte of a devil, whose pride so vast,
As he were thrown beyond Lucifer's cast,
With greater curse, that his plagues may excell
In killing torments, and a blacker hell!"

Capt. Gwynn.

The Protector was born at Huntingdon on the 25th of April, 1599, was elected Protector on the 12th of December, 1653, and died in the Palace of Whitehall on the 3d of September, 1658. By Elizabeth his wife, daughter of Sir James Bourchier, he had three sons, Oliver, Richard and Henry; and four daughters, Bridget, Elizabeth, Mary and Frances.Oliver, his son, died young: from Richard, who was during a short time Protector, and who survived the restoration fifty-two years, there are not any descendants now remaining. Henry, who was Lord Deputy of Ireland, was very lately represented by Oliver Cromwell, Esq. of Cheshunt in Hertfordshire, bis great grandson: this gentleman was author of the life of the Protector: he died in 1823.

The corpse of Cromwell, at least in appearance, was on the 26th of September at night, privately removed from Whiteball in a mourning hearse, attended by the domestic servants, to Somerset House. A few days after, bis effigy

was with great state and magnificence, exposed openly. Having thus remained till the 23d of November, the waxen effigy of the Protector, with the crown on the head, sword by the side, globe and sceptre in its hands, was placed in a stately open chariot, and conveyed with great pomp from Somerset House to Westminster Abbey, when it was taken from the chariot, and carried through the Abbey under a canopy of state, and placed at the east-end, in a most magnificent structure, built for that purpose, to remain for a certain time exposed to public view. His funeral, it is said, cost £60,000.

After all, it is a matter of very great doubt where the body of this extraordinary man was really buried: some saying, it was placed in a box pierced with holes, carried below bridge, and thrown into the Thames. On the au

thority of the younger Barkstead, who was then 15 years of age, and son of Barkstead, who signed Charles's death warrant, and then lieutenant of the Tower of London, it appears he was buried in Naseby field, where he obtained one of his greatest victories.

But, in 1799, there was an exhibition in Mead's Court, Old Bond Street, "of the REAL EMBALMED HEAD OF OLIVER CROMWELL, in the same condition, and with the same appearances, in which, after having been blown from the top of Westminster Hall, it was taken up and preserved in the family of Russell, of Cambridgeshire.' That this bead bore some resemblance to Oliver, is certain yet it is the opinion of the most enlightened persons, that the body of Cromwell was never discovered.

In the Gesta Britanniorum, at the end of Wharton's Almanack for 1663, it says "The odious carcases of O. Cromwell, H. Ireton and J. Bradshaw, drawn upon sledges to Tyburn, and pulled ont of their coffins, there hanged at the several angles of that triple tree till sun set. Then taken down, beheaded, and their loathsome truncks thrown into a deep hole under the gallowes. Their heads were afterwards set upon poles on the top of Westminster Hall."