The neighbors stared, and sigh'd, yet bless'd the lad: Some deem'd him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad. But why should I his childish feats display? Th' exploit of strength, dexterity, or speed, His heart, from cruel sport estrang'd, would bleed By trap or net, by arrow, or by sling; These he detested, those he scorn'd to wield; And sure the sylvan reign unbloody joy might yield. Lo! where the stripling, rapt in wonder, roves And oft he traced the uplands, to survey, Far to the west the long, long vale withdrawn, And now he faintly kens the bounding fawn, And villager abroad at early toil: But lo! the Sun appears, and heaven, earth, ocean, smile. And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb, When all in mist the world below was lost. What dreadful pleasure! there to stand sublime, And view th' enormous waste of vapor, toss'd In billows, length'ning to th' horizon round, The southern Sun diffused his dazzling sheen.' A sigh, a tear, so sweet, he wish'd not to control. MORNING." But who the melodies of morn can tell? The wild-brook babbling down the mountain side; The cottage-curs at early pilgrim bark; THE HUMBLE WISH. The end and the reward of toil is rest. Be all my prayer for virtue and for peace. Of wealth and fame, of pomp and power possess'd, All that art, fortune, enterprise, can bring, Let vanity adorn the marble tomb With trophies, rhymes, and scutcheons of renown, Where night and desolation ever frown. Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down; With here and there a violet bestrown, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave; And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave. And thither let the village swain repair; And light of heart, the village maiden gay, 1 Brightness, splendor. The word is used by some late writers, as well as by Milton. "Do you rise early? If not. let me conjure you to acquire the habit. This will very much contribute towards rendering your life long, useful, and happy."-LORD CHATHAM, Letters. To deck with flowers her half-dishevell'd hair, THE CHARMS OF NATURE. Oh, how canst thou renounce the boundless store All that the mountain's fostering bosom shields, Oh, how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven?1 THE HERMIT. At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still, While his harp rung symphonious, a hermit began; He thought as a sage, though he felt as a man. Mourn, sweetest complainer, man calls thee to mourn; "Now gliding remote on the verge of the sky, The moon, half extinguish'd, her crescent displays; She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. "Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more; I mourn, but ye woodlands I mourn not for you; Perfum'd with fresh fragrance, and glitt'ring with dew: This is the verse of the "Minstrel" which Dugald Stuart could never, by any chance, recite without a faltering voice, and being moved almost to tears.-See GILLIE'S Literary Veteran, i. 121. Nor yet for the ravage of winter I mourn; 'Twas thus, by the glare of false science betray'd- Oh pity, great Father of Light,' then I cried, Thy creature, who fain would not wander from thee; From doubt and from darkness thou only canst free!' "And darkness and doubt are now flying away; See Truth, Love, and Mercy in triumph descending, And Nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, WILLIAM PALEY, 1743-1805. "No writers are rewarded with a larger share of immediate celebrity than those who address themselves to the understandings of general readers, who investigate truths, develop principles, and convey instruction in that popular style, and that plain, expressive language which all read with pleasure, and comprehend with ease."2 Such was eminently the characteristic of Dr. William Paley. He was the son of the head-master of Giggleswick grammar-school, in Yorkshire, and was born in July, 1743. After having acquired the rudiments of learning under the tuition of his father, he was admitted, in November, 1758, a sizer of Christ's College, Cambridge. For some time he attracted notice only as an uncouth but agreeable idler. "I spent," he says, "the first two years of my under-graduateship happily, but unprofitably. I was constantly in society, where we were not immoral, but idle and rather expensive. At the commencement of my third year, There is a tradition, and the internal evidence certainly confirms its truth, that Dr. Beattie wrote the Hermit to the end of the fourth verse, when under the influence of skeptical opinions. He had not then attained his majority, and he put the piece aside, never intending to publish it-ending as it would with a doubt concerning the soul's immortality: "Oh when shall Spring dawn on the night of the grave?" But when in a few years after he became a converted man, and embraced with his whole mind and heart the great truths of the Christian religion, he sought out his neglected piece, and finished it with that fine burst of Christian feeling and poetic splendor with which it proceeds and ends: "And beauty Immortal awakes from the tomb." > Read two articles on Dr. Paley in the "Quarterly Review," ii. 75, and ix. 388; and another in the "Edinburgh Review," i. 287. 1 however, after having left the usual party at rather a late hear in the evening, I was awakened, at five in the morning, by one of my companions, who stood at my bedside, and said-'Paley, I have been thinking what a fool you are. I could do nothing profitably were I to try, and can afford the life I lead: you could do every thing, and cannot afford it. I have had no sleep during the whole night on account of these reflections, and I am now come solemnly to inform you, that if you persist in your indolence, I must renounce your society.' I was so struck with the visit and the visitor, that I lay in bed a great part of the day and formed my plan." The result was that he changed his whole habits, became a close student, and at the close of his college course was the first in his class. Soon after taking his degree, he obtained the situation of usher at a private school at Greenwich; but being elected, in June, 1766, a fellow of the college to which he belonged, he fixed his residence at the university, became a tutor of his college, and delivered lectures on metaphysics, morals, and the Greek Testament. His reputation, in this situation, rose extremely high, as he was remarkable for the happy talent of adapting his lectures singularly well to the apprehensions of his pupils. In 1775, he was presented to the rectory of Musgrove, in Westmoreland; and in the following year he vacated his fellowship by marrying. He was soon advanced by his friend Dr. Law, then Bishop of Carlisle, to various preferments, until he was finally, in 1782, made archdeacon and chancellor of that diocese. Here he digested and prepared his celebrated work, the "Principles of Moral and Political Philosophy," which appeared in 1785. His "Hora Paulina" followed in 1790, and his "Evidences of Christianity" in 1794. Soon after this, he became so infirm as to be incapable of preaching, and he devoted his attention almost exclusively to the preparation of his "Natural Theology, or Evidences of the Existence and Attributes of a Deity, collected from the Appearances of Nature," which was published in 1802. He died on the 25th of May, 1805, leaving a wife and eight children. "Dr. Paley was, in private life, a cheerful, social, unassuming character, and of an equable temper. He entered with great zest into the common enjoyments of life, and was anxious to promote good humor and harmless mirth on all occasions. His conversation was free and unreserved: he had a strong relish of wit, a copious fund of anecdote, and told a story with peculiar archness and naïveté.” "As a writer, he did not possess a comprehensive and grasping genius, nor was he endowed with a rich and sparkling imagination. His mind was well informed, but not furnished with deep, extensive, ponderous erudition. His distinguishing characteristic is a penetrating understanding, and a clear, logical head: what he himself comprehends fully, that he details luminously. He takes a subject to pieces with the nice skill of a master, presents to us distinctly its several parts, and explains them with accuracy and truth." Few writers have obtained greater popularity than Dr. Paley. Ten editions of his "Moral Philosophy" were sold during his lifetime; his "Evidences of Christianity" was reprinted seventeen times in twenty-seven years; and his "Natural Theology reached a tenth edition in the short space of three years from the "Quarterly Review,” ii. 86. |