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were Cudworth, whom to name is to praise man he ever knew; and our poet, who
of men at Cambridge" undertook to publicly assert the principles of religion on simple grounds, and upon a philos The most distinguished of these illustriou tific Wilkins, whom Burnet declared the the Bishop says, to many that came after h
More has been dethroned from his lit macy, and from the most popular of authors one of the most obscure. Restoration, his works were held in extraord His philosophic writings are full of ingenuity He believed that the sacred knowledge of descended to Pythagoras, by whom it ha municated to Plato, and this delusion alt thing he wrote and did. He imagined him attended by a genius, like the Dæmon of So would sometimes remark, in reference to thi better than ourselves what we would be at." possible to suppress a smile at the philos bed by the ghost of Galba." His chapter on ti Immortality of the Soul, is equally singular. own shadows with greater dexterity. He pleases, though he rarely convinces; and
Yet, for many ye agent, that “ there was something about us assures us, that “Otho was pulled
Aërial People," in the Trea his fancy was not heated, he argued with great and precision, and no man ran the spear tb always be remembered, that his antagonist, declared his admiration of his philosophy, • Burnet's History of his own Time. Oxford edition, 18 322.
ments of the or
**fra genius, like the Dæmon of Socrates, and
peaker se je paciples of religion and more
upon a philosophical pas
man to name is to praise; the scias
Burnet declared the wisest tema and our poet, who led the way
that came after him. dethroned from his literary serta
Aar Sir A many
contesto de most popular of authors
, has de strane is works were held in extraordinary
Aythagoras, by whom it had been coton
Plato, and this delusion affected every i srute and did
. He imagined himself to be
Addison commended his system of Ethics in the Spectator. The vanity of Hobbes, and the taste of Addison, speak powerfully in his cause.
As a scholar, he was widely and deeply read, but learning he valued only as subservient to the higher and weightier matters of wisdom and truth. He constantly asserted that piety was the only key of true knowledge, which could proceed alone out of purity of life. He rejoiced that he was no wholesale man, for he said that a little armour was sufficient, if well placed.
His prose is superior to his verse. No successful appeal can be inade from Dr. Southey's severe judgment upon the Song of the Soul. His ears were first tuned to poetry by the music of the Faery Queen, which his father often read aloud on the winter evenings : the harp of Spenser was never touched by a ruder band. But to the few who are willing to accept the grandeur of the conception for the poverty of the execution, the poems of More will not be destitute of interest. He did not wander along the Great Sea of Beauty without beholding the forms that rose from its waters; and from the intricacies of his harsh and gnarled phraseology, thoughts of grace and tenderness often come out to meet us. Mr. Campbell has compared his poetry to some strange grotto, whose gloomy labyrinths we might be curious to explore for the strange associations they excite.
More was happy in the fellowship of some excellent men, who partook of his innocence, simplicity, and enthusiasm. Of these, by far the most remarkable was, John Norris, whose few poems display no ordinary genius, and whose sermons on the Beatitudes, overflow with sensibility. His life was in harmony with his pro
egetimes remark, in reference to this unearthly * “there was something about us that knew
ourselves what we would be at." It is im. suppress a smile at the philosopher who mes us, that "Otho was pulled out of his ost of Galba." His chapter on the employ.
" Aërial People,” in the Treatise on the the Soul, is equally singular
, iration of his philosophy, and that his own Time. Oxford edition, 18%, role in
fession; he built his tabernacle awa of the world, and set up his pillar place*. His writings are imbued
hours in a garden. Although not u
thoughtfulness of an amiable mindIdea of Happiness was the meditation raptures, on account of which he gave of the Intellectual Epicure, his fancy and temperate. His glimpses of a were not less vivid than those of his descended from his heavenly conten more solemn awe, and a more reverenti JOSEPH BEAUMONT, & contemporary E 1615, and having received the rudimen tion in the Grammar School of that te his sixteenth year, sent to Cambridge_ Peterhouse. The love of study, which boyhood, accompanied him to the together with the propriety of his demea the notice of Dr. Cosins, the master After obtaining his Bachelor's Degree, Fellow and Tutor of bis College. The ever, drove him from Cambridge, and hnative place, where he forgot his perse composition of his elaborate poem Pse completed with astonishing rapidity.
More, was born at Hadleigh, in Suffo Pope has observed that it contains a great well worth the gathering, and that a ma
of stealing wisely, will find his account
• His own words.
Dermacle away from the tasto
weit his pillar of rest in ob
ank te amable mind. His dieron
DERYA ADA which he gave More the same
beste acompanied him to the University, and
the meditation of a few breaker Although not unvisited by the
Epicure, his fancy was mur
His glimpses of a brighter county series and than those of his friends
, bet ir bis heavenly contemplations with a and a more reverential silence
a contemporary and opponent er berta at Hadleigh, in Suffolk, March 13,
and a liberal patron: when deprived of all his preferments by the Parliament, that Prelate welcomed him to his house, appointed him domestic chaplain, and in 1650, gave him his step-daughter in marriage: with this lady, Beaumont lived in retireinent until the Resto. ration drew him from his seclusion. He was created Doctor of Divinity in 1660, by the King's Letters, and from this time his life was prosperous and tranquil. He succeeded Dr. Pearson in the Mastership of Jesus College, in 1662, which he shortly afterwards exchanged for that of Peterhouse. In 1670, he was chosen Regius Professor of Divinity, a situation he retained till his death in 1699. He was buried in the College Chapel, where his son Charles also lies.
Beaumont has been highly commended for the excellence of his Latin style. He was, also, an artist. The pictures by the altar of Peterhouse Chapel were drawn by him in chalk and charcoal; and Carter, the Cambridge historian, thought the Wise Men's Offering, on the north side, particularly fine.
Dr. Southey has condemned Psyche to oblivion, as unreadably dull; and few students will be found armed with sufficient patience to penetrate through the dreariness of its twenty cantos. But the barren heath is intersected by many green and flowery paths, and nourished by little streams of genuine poetry. The misfortune is, that we grow weary before we find them. The poem represents the intercourse between Christ and the human spirit; and Beaumont erdeavoured to portray a soul conducted by Divine Grace and her guardian angel, through all the temptations and assaults of its earthly enemies, into the permanent bappiness of heaven. If he had restricted himself to an undeviating
steh year, sent to Cambridge, and entered of
The love of study, which had marked bis with the propriety of his demeanour, attracted of Dr. Cosins, the master of Peterhouse.
his Bachelor's Degree, he was elected
of his elaborate poem Psyche, which be
• His own words.
observance of this outline, many of work would have been avoided; but
tasteless a hand, as to impair not a
censure him for the familiarity of hi
fable, and piled truth upon fiction, the foundation of the structure. It n the ludicrous contrasts which ever The theological literature of the age reproof. In one of Dr. Hammond's Se are called "glittering courtiers of the and the reader of Jeremy Taylor will reminded bow often that master of el the dignity of a comparison by a con inappropriate expletive, or how freq statues of pure gold on pedestals of cla limest productions these spots are from the solemnity of the theme, in t as a humorous extravagance of Hoga the corner of a picture by Raphael. only stooped at long intervals to the prtions of style, Beaumont seldom elevate them. But when he rose into a clear unfolds the “ruby gates" of the Orient_
was proportionably spirituali
to our eyes the spirit of the Morning
chariot of gold," whose " diamond whee the paths of Heaven, we regret that not always the handmaid of his fancy.
Beaumont has not been admitted into of specimens of our pocts; but the ad has drawn a few industrious eyes to his Psyche should at a future period be reprin
• Sermons, 1649,