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is the chief substance of the personal history here afforded of this wonderful scholar. An ample share of the performance consists of brief notices of his literary contemporaries and friends; terms of nearly the same import in this instance, as he claims for friends almost all persons of eminence, in whatever intellectual department, that were to be found in his time over the whole continent of Kurope, and even some of the scholars of this country.

The work was undertaken when the bishop was past eighty years old; a period at which he had by no means lost the power of giving a more reasonable explanation of the origin of a book, than will be found in part of the following account of his motives to this work.

* Augustine, an author of the greatest weight, both in doctrine and practice, and of the highest authority in the Christian church, when, on the approach of old age, he reviewed the transactions of his past life; if any thing occurred to his mind in which he had merited the praise of piety and virtue, he gratefully referred it to the beneficence of his Creator.} and whatever he recollected to have done contrary to the divine law he washed away by a wholesome penitence, and even appeared as his own accuser for it before the world. "Have I not," says he, "O my God! declared to thee, against myself, all my offences? and thou hast done away the wickedness of my heart." Although so illustrious an example long since invited me to expunge the stains of my former life, yet a more urgent cause has given me the final impulse,—a severe and nearly fatal disease, with which I struggled for six whole months, and from which, after an interval of some years, I am still not entirely recovered. By this sharp, yet salutary, admonition, I felt myself summoned by God to scrutinize the ingrained spots of my conscience, and most humbly and submissively lay them before his sight. 1 therefore thought I should perform an useful task in presenting an account of my past years to Hira, the witness and judge of all my delinquencies, and the author of all grace, goodness, and beneficence, if I may hope to have acquired any merit for my actions in his eyes. To this motive was added the almost daily reproach of my friends, who, having heard me relate many anecdotes concerning the most learned men of this age, with whom I lived in close intimacy, urged me to undertake such a work, through the desire bf obtaining some certain information respecting them, and the wish that the memory of what they had already heard should not be lost.

* Do thou, therefore, O great God, who wishest and commandest thyself to be regarded, as thou really ait the parent of mankind, cherish with thy favour this workv undertaken at thy instigatioa; that in writing and publishing it, my mind may be so disposed, and my affections so directed, as to augment the love of thee in the hearts of my readers; "when they shall behold me deprived ef both parents almost in my infancy, and scorned and rejected by all my kindred and relations, yet upheld by thy paternal kindness, and through the chances and dangers of «long life, to extreme old age, guided and protected by thy merciful right haud.' Vol. I. p. 1.

Toward the end of the work he again adverts, to bis motives.

■* It was then that I bent my mind to the work now before me,—a narrative of the events of my life,—for the reasons I have stated in the commencement. They who shall misinterpret them, and suppose my motive to have been popular fame, will perhaps retract their judgement, when they Shall be informed that persons of weight, eminent for talents and learning, and my intimate friends, have, by the continual importunity: of many years, extorted this work from me, notwithstanding my reluctance. I have not, however, self love enough to suppose they did this on my account; for what is there in me, or has there been in my life, that can be of the least consequence to be known to the present or any \ future age? Can it be of any impdrtance to men of learning to be informed what were my thoughts and studies, what I wrote, or What kind of a man I was? But as my friends have often heard me relating anecdotes of the great scholars of the preceding age with whom ' I was acquainted, fearing lest the memory of these things should be lost, chey wished me to put down in writing what could not be obtained from any other source, since very few contemporaries of those persons are now living. But I had another and a weightier motive,—that, reviewing in trie presence of God the deeds of my past life, and being made sensible how much they stood in need of amendment, I might wash out their stains by salutary penitence. But might I defend myself, not by arguments, but by examples, many, and illustrious ones, both in ancient and modern times, would be at hand; and I request the indulgent reader to" suffer me here, for my own sake and that of my work, to make an ex^ cursion of some length.' Vol. II. p. 380.

And this excursion, though rapid, is indeed so long or so wide as to bring him in view of a vast number of ancient and modern monuments of the same kind as that which hie has been rearing. But what would he have said or thought, had it,beep possible for him to extend it so far as to see, in prospect, that Pyrenean heap of memoirs, of their authors, by which literature was doomed to be, at a later period, loaded and bu'ried?>—that illustrious period, worthy to have been'

Xredicted by Sibyls, and to be! celebrated by poets of the dmiralty and St. Stephens; when the right of calling the public attention to the memoirs of individuals, written by ifiemselves, was no longer to be nearly confined to martial dictators, to great statesmen, pr great scholars, to the Caesars, the Sullys, and the de Thous; but should be .liberally accord-, ed to eachmaker of a madrigal, a play, or a score of convivial jokes; each topi, of a minister; each reverend obsequious retainer of a profligate lordr; each pander to .each wealthy or noble corrupter of society; qach mistress of a field officer; #nd each trifling adventurer who assumes a mighty importance on the strength of having exercised the functions of dressing, consuming the corn, and sleeping, a number of years in France or Italy, instead of London or Bath.' 3

On closing the Ibng catalogue of self-biographers, he recurs to St. Augustine, and the pious motive which impelled that saint and himself to the public narration purporting to disclose the recessed of their characters.

'Therefore, laying aside all other examples, to the imitation of which I neither could nor ought to aspire, I determined to acquiesce in the single authority of Augustine, as I have attested in the beginning of my work, and to propose him as my principal model;. especially in that part, in which, searching the inmost recesses of his soul, he most humbly laid the failings of his past life before God, and then openly confessed them before men. May the Supreme Being, in his inexhaustible goodness, shed a portion of his favour from heaven upon this 6mall work, an expression of the same devout intention!' Vol. II. p. 388.

,. We cannot comprehend why it would have been wrong to perform an act of penitential piety without making a book of it. It was very proper, even in a bishop, to take a survey of past life with a view to humble confession before God; but where was the necessity of making this confession aloud in the hearing of thousands of his fellow-mortals? This was hardly clone as a precaution to secure himself witnesses to be torth-coming, on any future occasion, to prove that the confession had been made. Perhaps he thought it might tend to mortify and shame the people out of their sins, to shew them the record of a life of eighty years spent in this bad world with but a mere trifle of guilt to confess at the end of it. It could not but be very salutary to them, he might think, to behold so much excellence obstinately prominent, in a delineation expressly intended to shew the faults of the character. The excellence could not but be edifying to them, when thus brilliantly shining even through the sable colours of repentance and humiliation; and then as to the faults, compulsorily kept in view in spite of their diminutiveness, if they caused the good bishop so much sorrow, ' what ought,' the readers would naturally reflect, * to be the tone of repentance in us, whose faults constitute the substance of our characters?' Expectations of utility to be effected in this way, however, do not seem to coalesce well with our author's avowed purpose of humble confession and contrition in the presence of the Almighty; and the reader will conceive some doubt whether this pretence was any thing more than a contrivance to pievent the imputation of vanity, and to put himself by the side of St. Augustine; for the performance, though not offensively' ostentatious of the author's good qualities, bears but faint indications of his perceiving much to condemn or regret in his

character and past life. Though he does now and then a lit* tie affect to castigate himself for not having applied himself more to employments specifically theological and ecclesiastical, it is evident he never really thought any material condemnation due to a life devoted to universal literature; and he •/would not be the more inclined to condemn it from the consciousness of his amazing assiduity and success, and of his having made some of his acquisitions serviceable to religion. He might well therefore have spared himself the cant of selfreproach about what his readers can perceive to hdve been a ground of exultation, and have honestly said he thought the world ought to have some such competent history as only himself could furnish of so extraordinary a scholar; which his* tory would include many notices of his learned contemporaries, the recording of which would gratify himself as well as his friends. We need say nothing of the perplexed sort of theology in the paragraphs we have quoted, where it is evident, that in the mixed account of sin, repentance, and merit, the learned prelate was considerably at a loss how to settle his balance with his Creator. >

Unlike the generality of memoirs, the work of Huet is much too brief. Besides those particulars relative to the mechanism, if we may so call it, .of his studies, which we have already noticed to be wanting and desirable, a man who had a more extensive personal acquaintance than any other individual of his age with scholars, philosophers, and statesmen, could have told a great number of entertaining and striking circumstances, which would have introduced his readers to something like a humble acquaintance with a portion of that splendid society; a society, too, in which he passed so much of his time, as to make it altogether inconceivable how the remainder could be enough for his prodigious quantity of reading, writing, and philosophical experiment. But he does little more than name a considerable number of the distinguished persons, and his sketches of the rest are brief and dry; much in the manner of a man writing out a catalogue of, books, and sometimes stopping to say that this is a very celebrated work, in great request among the learned on the Continent, the supposed source of some of the greatest improvements in philosophy, its first appearance forming an epoch in the history of science or literature, &c. &c. ; and that this other article is a superlatively correct and elegant edition, having occupied so many years of the life of such or such a learned editor, the typography being the very finest performance of the unrivalled Elzevir press, &c. &c. Indeed, this prodigious scholar does not appear to have been very dexterous at drawing characters. He must have seen, in st> very wide an ^acquaintance with persons distinguished from the general mass of contemporary society, every imaginable diversity of the ruling passion, of literary taste, of the esprit du corps^-evcry different mode and proportion according to which a plurality of talents are combined in tne same person —every sort of prejudice and unreasonable preference and antipathy—every variety of effect resulting from the combination of genius and learning with high rank and station, and with plebeian quality—and every different cast of manners among intellectual men, whether resulting from what is called natural disposition, or acquired in courts, coteries, academies, convents, domestic society, or philosophic solitude. But he hardly appears to have been sensible even of the existence of this vast and interesting diversity. He looked at mankind always as a scholar, and saw them in two grand divisions, those who had learning, and those who had not; while the former division was the sole object of attention, and the only recognized distinctions under that division were the greater or less measure of the learning, and the particular branch in which the individuals might peculiarly excel,—excepting, indeed, that the worthy prelate shews some little sensibility to the stronger lustre with which his adored learning shines when in conjunction with the star of nobility. Yet in any possible conjunction, (we are afraid even in that with religion itself,) learning was still the ascendant and solar luminary; insomuch that even the enchanting accents of royal praise accompanied with rpyal smiles, and the solicitations into the magnificent mansions, and superlatively superfine society, of the most accomplished noblesse, never cooled his passion for his old books, or the delight with which he met the literati of humblest pretensions in point of rank, and in the plainest habitations in which they could burn incense to what they called the Muses. This literary ardour was partly the cause of that defect of discrimination of which we are complaining. In Huet's view, great erudition constituted all its possessors into a holy fraternity, in which the peculiarities of individual character were so obscured, as to be almost unapparent to him, under the uniformity created by the sacred emblems and insignia of their association; by congenial pursuits, community of intellectual property, sympathetic diction, and harmonious exultations over the illiterate vulgar.

The great deficiency of information of any kind, and especially of the kind most illustrative of individual character, afforded by our author concerning many of the accomplished persons mentioned by him as his friends, is, in a measure,

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