393 THE PROSE AND POETIC THEOLOGY OF COWPER. COWPER presents a study for the reflecting mind in some respects strange and paradoxical. A man of refined and cultivated intellect, kindly affections, and blameless life, devoted to religion, and not merely to religion in the abstract, but to the highest evangelical religion of his day, with all the accessories of freedom from care, pleasing retirement alternated with agreeable society, and the enjoyment of nature, which he so deeply loved-surely, looking at his case from an à priori point of view, we should imagine him one of the happiest of men. And yet, in point of fact, he was, through the greater part of his life, the frequent if not the constant subject of mental gloom and morbidity, and of a melancholy-not of that gentle kind described so gloriously in Milton's "Penseroso," which contains some of the highest elements of human happiness--but dark, depressing, and often evoking the spectre of "wan despair." Religion, so far from alleviating his pitiable state, seems to have fostered it, and instead of sweetening his cup only added to its bitterness; for though the creed which he adopted told him of a finished salvation, it allied that salvation with such terrific views of Deity as rendered it more difficult to lay hold on it than to obey the repudiated law. Indeed, in the popular divinity of his day the reverse of the Gospel procedure seems to have been adopted: the inner spirit of the law-its mildness, innocence, and love were placed in abeyance, while its terrors, curses and condemnation (removed by the Divine Saviour), were retained as the sombre background of its meagre portrait of redeeming mercy, whose gentle voice is lost in the accompanying thunders of Sinai, whose heavenly light is absolutely eclipsed in the surrounding "darkness, fire, and smoke." Such was the system which enthralled this noble spirit; and it has often been a matter of astonishment to the writer, how, in the long and dreary voyage through such fluctuating waters, he was ever able to live on to the advanced age of sixty-nine years. Still all was not dark: he had one little track of light on the angry sea, leading to the haven of peace. His poetry, very likely considered a vain and unprofitable employment by many of his religious teachers and confreres, true successors of The bigots of the iron time, Who deemed the harmless art a crime, was to him a source of unspeakable consolation, elevating his mind to juster and happier views of religion. Of this we shall now proceed to point out some striking and pleasing examples. Thus in his excellent poem entitled "Truth" Artist attend your brushes and your paint, Will weep indeed and heave a pitying groan Nor does he content himself with asserting this, but shows "the reason why" by propounding a theology very different to what he had been taught What object has the King of saints in view, No fear attends to quench his glowing fires : When Cowper penned these lines he was not under the spirit of bondage, but the spirit of adoption. It is true that his religious theology occasionally breaks out through the poetical, as where he speaks of "justice dropping the red vengeance from her willing hand;" but the poetic has manifestly the predominance. We find him also rising above the bigotry of his day, which so unceremoniously consigned all heathens to perdition: he not only repudiates the horrible sentiment, but bestows on it a merited castigation. * Niobe, the wife of Amphion, king of Thebes, from her extreme sorrow for the loss of her children, has been regarded as the personification of grief and sadness. Is virtue then, unless of Christian growth, My creed persuades me, well employed, may save, Shall find the blessing unimproved a curse. Such enlarged views from one of his school are truly astonishing: how admirably does he add of the heathen philosophers— Their fortitude and wisdom were a flame Celestial, though they knew not whence it came ; In his poem on "Hope," how beautifully does he describe that heavenly visitant Hope, with uplifted foot set free from earth, With wreaths like those triumphant spirits wear. His poem on 'Charity" is full of the noblest sentiments, and evinces a mind under the influence of pure and soul-enlarging truth when writing. How beautiful are the following lines, and no less true than beautiful,— The soul whose sight all-quickening grace renews He goes on to trace charity to its source in redeemning love— Fed by the love from which it rose at first, Its fruit on earth, its growth above the skies. To look at Him who formed us and redeemed, * The Logos, the True Light, which lighted every man that cometh into the world. + A similitude very like this occurs in Swedenborg's "Universal Theology," but we cannot immediately lay our hand on the place. To see a God stretch forth His human hand T' uphold the boundless scenes of His command— He bruised beneath His feet th' infernal powers, The wreath He won so dearly in our name— Life and a kingdom upon worms below. And still enlarged as she receives the grace Were it our object to point out the literary beauties rather than the religious ideas of Cowper's poetry, we could dwell with delight on many parts of "the Sofa" and "the Task," but we can only note currente calamo the masterly delineations of rural life with which they abound, and the ability with which they prove the vast advantage which is to be derived from the simple and innocent tastes inspired by a deep and genuine love of nature, as well as the graphic descriptions which they contain of various elements of true happiness. After expatiating on the great blessings of political liberty, which, "gives the flower of fleeting life its lustre and perfume, and we are weeds without it," he goes on to speak of A liberty unsung, By poets and by senators unpraised, Which monarchs cannot grant, nor all the powers A liberty which persecution, fraud, No forfeiture, and of its fruits He sends Large prelibations oft to saints below. And confident assurance of the rest, Is liberty; a flight into His arms Ere yet mortality's fine threads give way. The well-known passage beginning with "He is the freeman whom the truth makes free," &c., we shall not quote, for although it is the finest he ever penn ed, it is too familiar to need citation. We shall conclude with his splendid apostrophe to the Divine Logos, which exhibits him as the disciple of a higher school than any that existed in his day. Having spoken of The mind that has been touched from heaven, To read His wonders in whose thought the world, he goes on to describe that mind tracing through all nature The unambiguous footsteps of the God, And wheels His throne upon the rolling worlds. He then proceeds to his well-known address to the starry heavens, also too well-known to need quotation, and winds up with these almost oracular lines A voice is heard that mortal ears hear not Till Thou hast touched them; 'tis the voice of song, A loud hosanna sent from all Thy works, Which he that hears it with a shout repeats, And adds his rapture to the general praise. Thus through his poetry was Cowper "wiser than all his teachers;" and, amidst the forbidding divinity of his studies, it was like Gideon's fleece on which the dew of heaven rested when all was dry and desolate around. J. B. W. |