24. Lastly, though "the list might be extended," let me conclude with mentioning that accomplished young man, of the highest learning, piety, and promise, cut off, as he was about to shine among the foremost ranks of his profession, -the accomplished son of a most accomplished scholar, my friend, the present Dean of Winchester.

Here are, then, from one chapter alone, and within the prescribed period, twenty-four scholars and theologians, many of whom will rank with any the Critic has produced. Jewel, and Chillinworth, and Hooker (prebendary), are cut off, as I have said; and Seth Ward, one of the founders of the Royal Society; and Bishop Burnet, who, if he had not been of the English Church, might have lived in an obscure manse, and Edward Pocock, second only to his father in knowledge of the Arabic and Hebrew languages.

For the single poet, alas! in this chapter, within the period, I have only to produce Robert Holmes, Poetry Professor of Oxford-Gloster Ridley, author of "Psyche," or the Metamorphosis, a moral poem of Imagination-French Lawrence-and the humble writer of these pages; but if I could bring my mind to claim any poetical notice, I might be bold to hope that, one day, St. John in Patmos, or the Missionary, might not be thought unworthy of a place even with Blair's Grave. But, let the name of the poet be as humble as it may, for one poet of the Scotch Church, we can put into the scale one musician and one painter, as make-weights; for I shall conclude the list with the name of the composer of an anthem-yes, "AN ANTHEM," Lord Henley ! - yet heard in every cathedral in England, "I have set God always before me;" an anthem, with a " DUET," my Lord, so pathetic, so devotional, that poor George the Third, who gave the organ to the cathedral, expressed a wish, not long before he died, that when he should be taken from his people, that anthem might be heard over his grave! The name of the composer is Blake, the name of the painter is Gilpin; to these may be added, Allison, critic-all prebendaries of Salisbury.

Now reckon up. Here are, in one cathedral-chapter alone, within the period required, twenty-four names, many of most exalted merit, for the ten of all Scotland.

If one episcopal chapter in Eng and, consisting of forty members and bishop and dean, compared with the whole Kirk of Scotland, consisting of a thousand members, can produce upwards of two to one, taking the statement of the Reviewer, and many of most exalted literary eminence, such as Sherlock, Hoadly, Douglas, Daubeney, &c., let Mr. Hume calculate how many eminent characters all the chapters in England, or all the English clergy, could produce, compared with the clergy of all bonny Scotland? And let Lord King, if he reads this list as he furnished himself with extracts from my Life of Ken-or Lord Teynham, if he can read at all, blush, for asking " of what use is the rubbish of trumpery deans and chapters?"

Some years ago, a writer in this same Review, not of Scotland, but educated in one of our public schools, and now a dignitary of the Church, published an article to prove that, reckoning numerically, and according to his list, we were indebted for our eminence in taste, science, and literature, to private schools! for a formidable array of poets, divines, philosophers, and soldiers, was drawn up to prove the advantage of not being publicly educated! These he headed with the greatest poet, Shakspeare ! Ben Jonson, ditto; among divines, Sherlock, ditto,* &c. The writer of these pages answered the challenge in the Classical Journal, name by name; and though we do not expect "A SOLDIER" to stay at school and learn Latin verses, having shewn the palm unanswerably due to public schools, we may proudly point to the greatest " soldier" in this or any age-WELLINGTON of Eton! So the present Reviewer presents his illustrious list of nine theologians and philosophers of Scotland, with his one poet, as drummer!

It is probable the Scot selected that period of literature which he knew produced those chiefly of whom the Church and the literary world might be most proud-the period in which shone Hume, Adam Smith, Thomson, Burns, Dugald Stewart, &c.

But the question is upon literary and eminent characters in the respective Churches of England and Scotland; and though we admit cheerfully many illustrious ornaments-and what Church upon earth, ancient or modern, would not be proud of such a name as that of Chalmers alone?-yet, if we take a preceding period, who were the gospel-enlighteners of the darkness of the age?

When we had our Atterbury, Tillotson, Tennison, Wake, Secker, Seed, Cudworth, Cumberland, Lowth, Warburton, Hurd, &c. with what doctrines did the sister Church resound ? Happily, some of the flowers of learning, eloquence, and piety of the period just before that from which the Reviewer desires us to count our Christian and literary worthies, have been gathered and displayed for the advantage of the Christian world!

A few specimens may amuse the reader; but he will remember, we are bidden to this comparison, from a certain period, and having confined ourselves to that period in which his brightest galaxy shines, I will speak of a period a little earlier in the Scotch Church.

While the English church-going parishioner heard the plain duties to God and man insisted on in the pulpit, the reader shall have a specimen of what the more godly kirk-prophets resounded in their pulpits!

A publication appeared in 1738, with extracts from letters and sermons, which no one at the time ventured to deny.

Let us hear the meek Scotch divine, Rutherford, Knox's most ardent disciple, whose book was the admiration of the Scotch Presbyterian gospeller !

From Epistle to his Parishioners.

"Christ sought his black wife, through pain, fire, and the grave, and swimmed the salt sea for her, (the Presbyterian Kirk) and she then consented, and said, ' Even so take l him." "

To the Lady Kenmure.

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"Madam, why should I smother Christ's honesty? I shall not quarrel with Christ for a gloom (frown). Now he hath taken the mask off his face, and cries, 'Kiss thy fill!'" To Lord Kenmure.

"Ah! that I should lay my black mouth to such a fairfair-fair face as Christ's!"

To John Kennedy.

"It doth a soul good to get a cuff or two with the lovely, sweet, and soft hand of Jesus!!"

Rut enough of these loathsome defilements. Let us have an extract from a solemn Presbyterian sermon of Mr. John Wilkinson, a loving disciple of Knox, on the words, "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord."

"You think, sirs, I am come here to preach the jog-trot faith and repentance to you. Not I, indeed. What think

you, then, I am come to preach? I come to preach a broken covenant. Who broke it? Even the Devil's lairds, his bishops and curates (episcopal church ministers); and the deil will get them all at last!"

These are some of those sublime and holy specimens of Kirk eloquence in the seventeenth century, and such as were published by the authors!! It is no wonder, then, that the Reviewer should wish to confine the comparison of distinguished writers in the Kirk or Church of England to the last fifty years of the last century !

But the elder sister of the Kirk, the Episcopal Church of England, trained in her universities and adorning her chapters, has no reason to blush for the writings of any of her sons from the Reformation to the Revolution, and from the Revolution to the present day, except from the works of the race of Bulteels and Tiptafts, and some other vulgar fanatics. Having so long retained her august nurseries-having, as I have shown, learned her divine lesson in those endowed universities, so much the objects of the obloquy and insults of Puritans and infidels-pointing to her illustrious progeny, from Cranmer and Jewel, the founders and vindicators of her scriptural communion, to Hall, and Beveridge, and Jeremy Taylor, and Ken, and Tillotson, and Lowth;-from Secker and Tillotson to Howley; -from Benson and Warburton to the Bishop of Gloucester, Monk; - from Ken, Bishop of Bath and Wells, to Law; from Coneybeare, or Newton, Bishops of Bristol, to Grey ;-from Burnet, Bishop of Salisbury, to Douglas and Burgess;-she fears no comparison with any religious community upon earth!

But the whole tone of the Scotch Kirk eloquence, from the middle of the seventeenth century to nearly the middle of the last, generally speaking, consisted of such divinity as Bulteel professes" that God SEES no sin in his chosen!"

So disgusting to men of real sense, and piety, and learning, was this defilement, that the eloquent writers who succeeded, such as Blair and others, thought they could not go far enough from the jargon of Calvinistic self-election, and became, in their sermons from the pulpit, moral essayists, rather than sublime Christian preachers; and, taking all the writers mentioned by the Edinburgh, it will be generally found that they taught doctrines as far remote from the doctrines of Calvin as the face of John Knox, in Wilkie's picture, is from the spirit of that book he appears to hold in his hand. But let us pause. On looking back a few pages, I find

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