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So rush the furious heroes to the war,
These wights forsooth ne fliining falchion knew,
In discord horrible, such plight afore,
A dawning Milton it may eke betide,
Due to his honours, name, and his immortal praise.' Perhaps our readers will here discover fomething more than ari imitation of style and manner ; but a little plag arism is not to be discouraged by our sublime editor, who is to profit according to the figure his pupils make in the eyes of superficial observers.
Were any relative of ours under the tuition of this gentleman, it , would be a subject of deep regret to us, to see him exhibited in this · collection, dabbling, whilst reason is only in its dawn, in the exer
cise of an art which demands the utmost perfection of the human
Pasions. By the Rev. W. Robb, author of The Patriotic Wolves.
« Didactic poetry of this kind, says the author, whose obje&t is to reclain the diffolute and licentious, and to form the heart to virtue, certainly is ás difficolt a task as any votary of the Muses can well undertake; because, there, the imagination must be under the constant controul of religion, otherwise the Christian is lost in the poet, and truth sacrificed to fiétion. Impressed with a due sense of this truth, and with a view of promoting the interests. of religion and the happiness of mankind, the author of these Eilays humbly offers them to the public; and hopes there is not a sentiment in them, when examined with candiour and impartiality, but will appear to be dictated by a spirit of rational piety.'
All this we readily admit; yet though the author, with a zeal truly laudable for the cause of religion and piety, has endeavoured to apply the noblest of arts to the fublimest of purposes, we do not find it possible to compliment him on the success of his exertions.
R E L I G I O U S. The Man of Sin. A Sermon, preached at Spring Garden Chapel, on
Sunday, January 26, and at Oxford Chapel, on Sunday, February 2, 1794, and published at the Request of both Congregations. By William Jones, M. A. F. R. S. 8vo. Is. 6d. Rivingtons, 1794.
Most of our readers may remember that, when Gobet, the last bishop of Paris, (who probably by this time has lost his head) relinquished at the bar of the convention his facerdotal function, a ridiculous scene of mummery took place. In it a woman, selected for her beauty to personify Reason, was borne in solemn proceffion, and placed on the high altar in the church of Notre Dame, where, in the character conferred upon her, she received the adoration of all her attendants.—Whether, however, this were a greater profanation than the former practice, of worshipping a wafer, as God, in a box, we will leave for others to decide. The latter, nevertheless, to Mir. Jones, is so far from profane, that to withdraw from it the support by which it was upheld, is represented as the subversion of the Christian religion ; inasmuch as the act of adoration first mentioned, and which, in that instance alone, superseded the other, was a full verification of the apostle's prediction, and consequently evinced that the Woman of Reason was the Man of Sin. Alas, ye reformers of the doctrine of Trent, ye ftrenuous rejeétors of the Popish religion, into what damnable errors did ye fall! what blind guides have ye been ! But, overawed, we forbear. Mr. Jones announces the discovery in his Sermon to have procecded from God (see the beginning and other passages) : who then will dare to dissent?--Before, however, that this discovery-like stars from the explosion of a sky-rocket-burst forth upon us, we should have been less surprized at being told that this Woman of Reason was the Whore of Babylon. The Duty of Honouring the King, and the Obligations we have there
to : delivered in a Sermon on the 6th of February, 1685-6; being the Day on which his Majesty began his Happy Reign. By Chriftus pher Hyvil, 11. A. 8vo. Is. Rivingtons. 1793.
After avowing that our sentiments are decidedly in favour of honouring the king, we cannot but express our surprise at the republication of a fermon, with such a title as the present, preached . on the day on which his majesty began his handy reign'-HAPPY REIGN! the reign of James II !- Did the editor of this fermon mean to insult the House of Hanover, or did he only mean to reproach the present Mr. Wyvil, by contrasting his sentiments with those of a person of the same name in the last century? Probably the latter C. R. N. AR. (XI.) May, 1704.
only only was in his thoughts, but unfortunately the former is the more obvious motive. To republish a panegyric on king James, and call his reign a happy one, is the ne plus ultra of political folly and impotency. Catholic Baptism examined : or, Thoughts on the Ground, and Ex*
tent, of Baptismal Administration ; wherein Mr. Booth's Publica. tions on Baptism are noticed, so far as deemed material to the Object of Inquiry in this Work. By William Miller. Svo. 45. Trap, 1793.
The design of this treatise is professedly to ascertain who are the proper subjects of baptism under the gospel dispensation. In the opinion of Anti-Pedobaptists, the ordinance is restricted to such persons as are deemed genuine believers on a credible profession of faith; but the present author contends for the universality of its application; and vindicates, with much forcible observation and argument, the practice of the established churches respecting the baptismal rite. The Grace of Christ in Redemption"; enforced as a Model of sublime Charity. In a Sermon preached at St. Giles's Cripplegate ; 075 Sunday, Dec. 8, 1793 ; and published by particular Defire, for the Benefit of the Spitalfield Weavers. By the Rev. C. E. De Coetlagon, A. M. 8vo. Is. Jordan. 1794
Those who purchase this discourse, will find their chief pleasure in having contributed a shilling towards the relief of a distressed body of men. It is upon that principle only, that we can venture to recommend it. Renfons for National Penitence, recommended for the fasi, appointed
Feb. 28, 1794. Svo. Is. Robinsons. 1794. This pamphlet is not the produ&tion of a common pen. It displays a vigour and intellect which it is rare to find, and perhaps might be unreafonable to expect, among the race of hackney pamphleteers. Although we cannot subscribe to all the author's opinions, yet it is but fair to acknowledge, that he rests them upon the solid basis of argument, and is far less disposed to take things for granted which are doubtful, than most writers on this side of the question. He is a decided enemy to the war, upon account of its principle, which, according to him, iş an improper interference in the affairs of an independent nation, and upon account of our alliances which are forced and unnatural. After sketching out the characters of our allies, he offers the following reflections, which we select as a specimen of the whole,
• These, my brethren, are the characters of those, with whom we are now engaged, and to the completion of whose purposes, be they innocent or guilty, we have considerably conduced. On this occasion, it behoves us, therefore, to reflect, that we are partakers of their designs, if rallily and precipitately, even with the pureft
motives motives on our part, we have lent them our assistance. The temple, which they are dedicating to despotism, may be reared on the foundations, which we devoted to liberty. The guilt, however, of those, who suffer themselves to be made their blind and imprudent instruments, iş not light or trifling. I cannot pa s over this topic, without urging it as an object of very attentive consideration. It is, I acknowledge, very difficult to conjecture upon the events of political contests. But there is much more cause of alarm, in the ambition of these united powers, than in the spirit of profelytism imputed to the French. Singly, they were fufficiently powerful; but in their coalition, they present to our minds an image of gigantic and bloated strength, which seems to require a strong and effectual barrier. We have as much reason to be alarmed at their mode of fraternization, as that of the nation with whom we are at war: for they conquer, not to liberate, but to enslave. Their march is not ushered in with songs in praise of liberty, with the festive dance, or the shouts of an applauding people. Destruction and Navery are in their train, and should they be victorious, Europe would begin a new æra of darkness and barbarity. These are events which ought to have entered into our calculations, if we acted wisely and providently, and even now we ought not to be entirely free from alarm, . though perhaps the danger is more remote, or more doubtful.
• Have we, then, acted with the prudence that became iis, in uniting with characters, whose purity is so questionable, and whose purposes are so ambiguous? Have we duly reflected on the cruel and dangerous tendency of a violent interference with the affairs of an independent nation? For let us not amuse ourselves any longer with debates on the opening of a river, or the violation of pretended treaties. Those pretences are now no more, and the opportunity of profiting by them, is past. To a people, earnefly desirous of peace, and deeply impressed with a sense of its benefits, if they had afforded grounds of negociation, they would not have afforded occasion for arms. If, from the very beginning, we were determined to prevent our neighbours from erecting the system of their own government, if we were resolved to rebuild the Bastille, and to reanimate the lifeless trunk of exhausted despotism, it is the most exquisite hypocrisy, to resort to these stale and forgotten pretences. Every tivig and every Beed, however, we are willing to seize. We are now fedulously pleading our indignation at their crimes, and displaying our sorrow for their excesses. We have made ourselves the initruments of divine justice, and we say that we are fighting, to punish the French for their wickedness. But whence have we derived this new maxim of hostility? Oh, moft enlightened discovery! how have we improved the law of nations ! Had this beautiful maxim bech made known before, how often would the very pillars of the earth have been fhaken by the trampling of crusaders against vice and wickedness! Long ago should we have carried our arms into Spain, to punish her priesthood for the victims devoted to their inquisition. We should
have carried our righteous indignation into the new world, to avenge on the barbarous Mexican the human facrifices offered up at the fhrine of his cruel superstition. Our fleets would have covered the Euxine, to chastize the worshippers of Mahomet, for the institutions which consign the charms of beauty to the custody of a tyrant, and condenin youth and innocence to the sofas, of the seraglio. And our swords would have leapt from their scabbards, when Poland was torn from the sweets of her newly-tasted liberty, by a wicked confederacy of these, with whom we are allied ourselves.
• We ought, also, to examine into the justice of our claims to fit as the judges of vice and depravity, over neigl bouring nations, leit we be guilty of arrogance and presumption. If we undertake to deal out our punishments to cruelty and oppreflion, we ourselves ought at leait to be free from all those imputations, which we have so profusely scattered on our enemies. And :re there no complaints prefered to heaven against us? Has the African, who is made the object of commercial calculations and bargains, ever had any reason to invoke ble fings upon our heads, while he feels the maddening sense of violated right, and protracted cruelty? Have our eastern armies never invaded the territories of an unoffending people, and broken down the barriers, which nature herself teams to have erected us limits to our ambition, and as leilons to our avarice? We cannot, indeed, hear the execrations, which we may have provoked; for oceans divide us from them. We cannot hear the cries of dia vided families; we cannot hear the conplaints of rations, that have been subjected to the dominion of our rapacity and oppresion. The coast of Guinea, or the natives of India, do not represent their wrongs by ambafkidors. But we may read thein in the very nature of man, and in those feelings, which teach him to revolt at tyranny and ufurpation, in every climate and quarter of the globe.'
From this frecimen, che reader will perceive that we have not appreciated the literary merits of the author too highly. Whatever difference of cpinion may prevail concerning the various topics he touches upor, bis abilities muit fccure him a respectful attention, and we should not be sorry to see them displayed on a subject of a lefs fugitive nature, than the condi.ct of the people on a fast day, and where he can propose his opinions' with less exemption from petty caution. We do not approve of the practice of finuggling a pou litical under the cover of a religious pamphlet. A Sermon for the Feft, appointed on February 28, 1794. By the
Rev. John Johafun, M. A. 8vo. 15. Rivingtons. 1794.
The author of this discourse, in dedicating it to the bishop of Norwich, pleads for indulgence towards its imperfections, in the following language: “Iy lord,---Anu crous family, in a tmall house, does not leave much room for repcri, much less for serious compofition.' We think this plea ovyht to operate on his lordship in a way which we need not point out. With regard to the performance,