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see it, since this wisdom consist ed only in submitting to that faction, which was the most powerful and the most obstinate.

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"Erasmus entertained some hopes, that his old friend and school fellow Adrian VI. would do some good as he testifies in this letter: but, says he, if I should be mistaken in this, I will not be factious. As to the preacher's last question, are we to abandon and give up the whole gospel? I reply; they may be said to abandon the gos pel, who defend it in an improper manner. Besides; with what reserve and slow caution did our Lord himself discover his doctrine?'

"All this in some sense may be right; but then our Saviour never said any thing contrary to the truth; and when the time was come for it, he laid down his life in confirmation of it; which is more than Erasmus is inclined to do, as he himself frankly confesseth. It cannot be called defending the gospel to refer it to the arbitration of a set of Ecclesiastics, whom all the world knew to be either ill instructed, or ill disposed, or both."

We may add in a future No. a letter from Luther to Eras mus in the year 1524, which sets in a striking light, the different characters of those two great men.

The following is taken from a discourse entitled, A most faithful sermon preached before King Edward VI. and his most honourable Counsell, in his Court at Westminster, by the Reverend father M. Hugh Latimer. An. 1550. It pointedly exposes the folly of those, who attributed the

civil discord of the preceding summer to the preaching of Protestants. The orthography of the age is retained.

"But here is now an argument to prove the matter against the preachers. Here was preaching against covetousnes all the last yeare in Lent, and the next sommer followed rebellion: Ergo, preaching against covetousnes was the cause of the rebellion. A goodly argument. Here now I remember an argument of maister Moore's, which he bringeth in a booke, that he made against Bilney, and here by the way I will tell you a mery toy. Maister Moore was once sent in commission into Kent, to help to try out, if it might be, what was the cause of Goodwin sandes, and the shelfe, that stopped up Sandwich haven. Thether cometh maister Moore, and calleth the countrye afore him, such as were thought to be men of experience, and men that could in likelihode best certify him of that matter, concerning the stopping of Sandwich haven. Among others came in before him an olde man with a white head, and one that was thought to be little less than an hundereth years olde. When maister Moore saw this aged man, he thought it expedient to heare him say his minde in this matter (for being so olde a man it was likely that he knew most of any man in that presence & company.) So maister Moore called this olde aged man unto him, and sayd: father (sayd he) tell me if ye can what is the cause of this great arising of the sandes and shelves here about this haven,

* Bilney was a Protestant writer, by the perusal of whose writings, Latimer was converted from popery.

the which stop it up that no Men from England bought and sold shippes can arrive here? Ye are me, the eldest man that I can espie

Paid my price in paltry gold,

But, though theirs they have enroll'd in all this company, so that if any me, man can tell any cause of it, ye Minds are never to be sold. of likelihode can say most in it,' or at least wise more than any

Still in thought as free as ever, man here assembled. Yea for. Me from my delights to sever,

What are England's rights, I ask, sooth good maister (quod this olde

Me to torture, me to task. man) for I am well nigh an hundreth years olde, and no man

Fleecy locks and black complexion here in this company any thing

Cannot forfeit Nature's claim;

Skin may differ, but affection neare unto mine age. Well

Dwells in black and white the same. then (quod maister Moore) how say you in this matter? What Why did all-creating Nature thinke ye to be the cause of

Make the plant for which we toil ? these shelves and flattes, that

Sighs must fan it, tears must water,

Sweat of ours must dress the soil. stoppe up Sandwiche haven ? Forsooth syr (quod he) I am an Think, ye masters, iron-hearted, olde man, I think that Tenterton Lolling at your jovial boards, steeple is the cause of Goodwin

Think how many backs have smarted, sandes. For I am an old man

For the sweets your cane affords. syr (quod he) and I may remem- Is there, as you sometimes tell us, ber the building of Tenterton stee- Is there One who reigns on bigh? ple, and I may remember when Has he bid you buy and sell us, there was no steeple at all there,

Speaking from his throne, the sky! and before that Tenterton steeple Ask him if your knotted scourges, was in building, there was no Fetters, blood extorting screws, manner of speaking of any flattes Are the means which duty urges or sandes, that stopped the haven,

Agents of his will to use. and therefore I thinke that Ten

Hark! he answers ; wild tornadoes terton steeple is the cause of the

Strewing yonder sea with wrecks, destroying and decaying of Sand- Wasting towns, plantations, meadows, wich haven. And even so to my Are the voice with which he speaks. purpose is preaching of God's worde the cause of rebellion, as

He foreseeing what vexation

Afric's sons should undergo : Tenterton steeple was the cause, Fix'd their tyrants' habitations, that Sandwich haven is decayed. Where his whirlwinds answer--No. And is not this a gaye matter, that such should be taken for

By our blood in Afric wasted,

Ere our necks receiv'd the chain-; great wise men, that will thus

By the mis’ries which we tasted, reason against the preacher of

Crossing in your barks, the main ; God's worde?”

By our sufferings since you bro't us

To the man-degrading mart,

All sustain'd by patience, taught us THE NEGRO'S COMPLAINT. Only by a broken heart. Forc'd from home and all its pleasure, Deem our nation brutes no longer, Afric's coast I left forlorn,

Till some reason you shall find, To increase a stranger's treasure

Worthier of regard and stronger O'er the raging bidows borne. Thạn the colour of our kind. No. 11. Vol. II. Tit

Slaves of gold! whose sordid deal. Prove that you have human feelings, ings,

Ere you proudly question ours. Tarnish all your boasted pow’rs,

Cowper.

Miscellaneous.

For the Panoplist. human nature, a just account of

heathen morality, or an example ON THE STATE OF LITERATURE of what the human mind can perIN NEW ENGLAND.

form, Cicero stands almost with(Continued from p. 473.)

out a rival. The Mathematics,

also, which had been exiled In the Colleges of New Eng- without a hearing, have been reland a change is observable, and called, and enjoy nearly their one which will appear of no former elevated situation. In small moment to the friends of short, a very great change is sound erudition. The severer visible in our higher seminaries studies have regained that of learning, from superficial to ground, which a number of solid studies, from those which years since; they were forced to are frivolous and effeminate, to abandon to that light and frothy those which nerve the man for stuff, which, under a hundred vigorous action. names, our booksellers' shops It ought not to be passed in were pouring upon the public. silence, that inferior schools have The taste was lately to reject the here been set on a more respectstudy of the languages, and the able footing, than, perhaps, in amathematics, as fit only for ped- ny other quarter of the world. ants and laborious plodders, and The Legislatures of some of the totally beneath the attention of a New England States have manman of genius. The student's ifested a truly paternal regard library was a strange medley of toward the education of all the extracts, compilations, and a- children in the community. bridgements, plays, travels, and And so extensively is this blessromances, which, however they ing spread, that few might not, might have become the chamber if disposed, acquire a knowledge of a fine lady, suffered not a lito sufficient to transact the ordinary tle, when compared with the clas- business of life, to enjoy much sical dignity of their predeces. satisfaction in the perusal of sors. Now the tables are turn- salutary books, and to become ed. Scholars may be found who useful citizens of a free country. are not ashamed to confess that We may also congratulate our. they derive great pleasure from selves that the philosophical jarthe perusal of the ancient classics. gon, which made so much noise It would now be no discredit to a few years since, and threatened own one's self delighted with to turn the literary and moral Xenophon, or Longinus, or to world upside down, has fallen inbelieve that, for accurate views of to the most pointed neglect and

contempt. Nobody now reads those works which were pretended to be unanswerable in fayour of the New Philosophy. Infidels themselves do not trou-, ble their heads about them. As they were equally unintelligible to the learned and ignorant, the elevated and humble, they are quietly gone into oblivion, without leaving friends enough to mourn their loss. This might have been augured to be their end, even in the full run of their popularity; for the great body of mankind will never be prevailed upon, for any considerable length of time, to read what they do not understand, and what affords not the least nourishment to their minds. Those who ever did peruse the works, to which I refer, with much attention, were influenced by motives very similar to those by which Dr. Johnson represents the English populace as induced to read the let ters of Junius; viz. "that those who did not know what he meant, hoped he meant rebellion."

The event has been much the same with respect to that species of poetry, which answers to the philosophy in prose. The day of the authors is over; their magical spell has lost its force; and posterity will never hear of Della Crusca, Southey, and a host of other pretenders of less note, whose names, even now, it is difficult to recollect. Their memorial has perished with them, Attempts of this sort, when compared with productions of true merit, resemble meteors, which, though they may dazzle children for an evening, lose all their fascinating glare, when the sun rises in his strong and beauiful effulgence.

Another change, perhaps as widely extended through all classes of society, as any which I have mentioned, has been gradually wrought in the public taste with regard to novels. The time, we can easily remember, when these pernicious and corrupting books were almost universally diffused. The mischief which they introduced was incalculable. Idleness and false notions of life were always in their train, evils of no small magnitude; but not unfrequently they occupied the mind almost exclusively, rendered it indisposed to serious reflection, and became subservient to seduction and impurity, purposes to which they were but too well adapted, Printed on the coarsest paper, with marble covers, they were found in the cottage; and constructed of the most costly materials, they decorated the libraries of the opulent. The mechanic and the day-labourer stole time to read them; the belle and the housemaid were equally engaged in their perusal, except that the one had her toilet laden with them, and the other was not quite so abundantly furnished. They were even quite a prevalent topic of fashionable conversation, and ignorance of them was counted igporance of every thing delightful. But now we scarcely see them, or hear of them; they seem yanished with the dreams which they contain. If this assertion be doubted, let the appeal be made to booksellers, and no one will doubt the justness of this criterion. The correction of the public taste, in so important a respect, must be regarded as an event peculiarly auspicious.

While we remark these alter

ations for the better, we ought not to be unmindful of the causes, nor ungrateful for the labours Altho which produced them. common sense, would not long continue in absolute slavery to the vitiated taste, which a short time ago prevailed; yet we could by no means have hoped for so speedy a deliverance, if vigorous efforts had not been made. A host of serious, powerful writers have arisen, on both sides of the Atlantic, as champions of truth and virtue. Their works have been extensively spread in this country, the sale of them have ing increased in a direct proportion, as that of light and per

nicious books has diminished. Among these valuable publications, the works of Mrs. More have been very efficacious, Her condescension in writing for the reformation of the humble and illiterate;* her noble firmness in reprehending the follies, prejudices, and wickedness of the great; the irresistible cogency of her reasoning against cavillers; and the severity of her reproofs to the licentious and profane, are equally conspicuous, have been equally useful, equally show the courage of a Christian, and prove her title to whatever is great and good in the human C. Y. A. (To be continued.)

character.

Review of New Publications.

Preparation for war the best security for peace. Illustrated in a sermon, delivered before the ancient and honourable Artillery Company, on the anniversary of their election of of ficers, Boston, June 2, 1806. By JAMES KENDALL, A. M. minister of the first church in Plymouth. Boston. Munroe & Francis. 1806.

FEW sermons are introduced more beautifully, than this. The sketch of Hezekiah's admin, istration, selected for a text, 2 Chron. xxxii. 5-8, is peculiarly adapted to the author's purpose. He manifests uncommon ingenuity in deriving from that historical sketch most important and appropriate hints respecting the present situation of our country, and the duty of

magistrates in times of publicdanger. In every part the sermon shows marks of lively genius and cultivated taste. The following character of a good soldier affords a favourable specimen of the author's talents, and presents a model worthy of devout imitation.

"To strengthen the confidence of his fellow citizens, a soldier, besides being acquainted with the military art, must be fired with a love of his country. No man who is not a patriot can be fit for a soldier. Without he be animated with a spirit of patriotism, he has no claim to the confidence of his country. should possess this confidence, he would be liable to abuse it by becom, ing a traitor. But if he be a patriot, "not in word only, nor in tongue, but in deed and in truth," he will always be influenced by a regard to the pub. lic good. He will rise superior to any local or party attachments, and

If he

* A large proportion of the excellent and useful work, entitled "Cheap Repository Tracts," was from the pen of this pious and ingenious lady.

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