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Ellwood's Description Of George Fox. 385
forgive injuries : but zealously earnest where the honour of God the prosperity of truth, the peace of the Church were concerned. Very tender, compassionate, and pitiful he was to all that were under any sort of affliction : full of brotherly love, full of fatherly care: for indeed the care of the churches of Christ was daily upon him, the prosperity and peace whereof, he studiously sought. Beloved he was of God, beloved of God's people: and (which was not the least part of his honour) the common butt of all apostates' envy, whose good notwithstanding, he earnestly sought.*
He lived to see the desire of his soul, the spreading of that blessed principle of divine light, through many of the European nations, and not a few of the American islands and provinces, and the gathering many thousands into an establishment therein: which the Lord vouchsafed him the honour to be the first effectual publisher of in this latter age of the world. And having fought a good fight, finished his course, and kept the faith, his rightous soul, freed from the earthly tabernacle, in which he had led an exemplary life of holiness, was translated into those heavenly mansions, where Christ our Lord went to prepare a place for him : there to possess that glorious crown of righteousness which is laid up for, and shall be given by the Lord the rightous judge, to all them that love his appearance. Ages to come, and people yet unborn shall call him blessed, and bless the Lord for raising him up : and blessed shall we also be if we so walk, as we had him for an example: for whom this testimony lives in my heart, He lived and died the Servant of the Lord.
* His mental faculties were clear and vigorous, and though deprived of the
benefit of much education, yet he cultivated various branches of useful
knowledge. He was the friend, instead of the enemy of useful learning,
and not only promoted the establishment of several schools which he
frequently visited, but spent considerable time and pains in acquiring a
knowledge of one or more of the ancient languages. A piece of ground
which he owned near Philadelphia he gave for a botanical garden, for
"the lads and lasses of the city to walk in, and leam the habits and uses
of the plants." George Fox's Joohnal.
Thou monarch of the upper air!
Thou mighty temple, given
And evening's last of heaven
Froni crowded cities sent,
Thy loftier element.
Only the sunset rose
Upon thy stainless snows.
Now out on those adventurers,
Who scaled thy breathless height, And made thy pinnacle, Mount Blanc,
A thing for common sight.
Its sully on thy brow,
A shrine to those below.
And turned to earth again,
The vague, but not the vain.
That bear the mind away,
It half forgets its clay.
And owns a noble power; The Poet and Philosopher,
Are born of such an hour!
But now, where may we seek a place,
For any spirit's dream
Our sails o'er every stream.
The fortunate, the fair,
To find it was not there.
We have so sought for thee—
Where such a land can be!
How pleasant were the wild beliefs
That dwelt in legends old:
Will no such tales be told!
Weiglis down our weary shelves—
Is centred in—ourselves.
For tby untrodden snow!
To guard thy outraged brow?
Hath human presence owned,
Mount Blanc! thou were dethroned!
The worst education which teaches self-denial, is better than the best which teaches every thing else, and not that.
The first conflict between man and man was the mere exertion of physical force, unaided by auxiliary weapons—his arm was his buckler, his fist was his mace, and a broken head the catastrophe of his encounters. The battle of unassisted strength was succeeded by the more rugged one of stones and clubs, and war assumed a sanguinary aspect. As man advanced in refinement, as his faculties expanded, and his sensibilities became more exquisite, he grew rapidly more ingenious and experienced in the art of destroying his fellow-beings. He invented a thousand devices to defend and to assault;—the helmet, the cuirass, and the buckler, the sword, the dart, and the javelin, prepared him to elude the wound, as well as to launch the blow. Still urging on in the brilliant and philanthropic career of invention, he enlarges and heightens his powers of defence and injury. The aries, the scorpio, the balista, and the catapulta, give a horror and sublimity to war, and magnify its glory by increasing its desolation. Still insatiable, though armed with machinery that seemed to reach the limits of destructive invention, and to yield a power of injury, commensurate even with the desire of revenge—stity deeper researches must be made in the diabolical arcana. With furious zeal he dives into the bowels of the earth; he toils midst poisonous minerals and deadly ga1ts ;—the sublime discovery of gunpowder blazes upon the world; and, finally, the dreadful art of fighting by proclamation, seems to endow the demon of war with ubiquity and omnipotence.
This, indeed, is grand!—this, indeed, marks the powers of mind, and bespeaks that endowment of reason which distinguishes us from the animals, our inferiors. The unenlightened brutes content themselves with the native force which Providence has assigned them. The angry bull butts with his horns, as did
bis progenitors before him: the lion, the leopard, and the tiger, seek only with their talons and their fangs to gratify their sanguinary fury; and even the subtle serpent darts the same venom, and uses the same wiles, as did his sire before the flood. Man alone, blessed with the inventive mind, goes on from discovery to discovery,—enlarges and multiplies his powers of destruction; arrogates the tremendous weapons of Deity itself, and tasks creation to assist him in destroying his brother worm!
Washington Ik Vino
Standing by Exeter's Cathedral tower,
My thoughts went back to that small grassy mound,
Which I had lately left:—the grassy mound
Where Dymond sleeps :—and felt how small the power
Of time-worn walls to waken thoughts profound,
Compared with that green spot of sacred ground.
Dymond! death stricken in thy manhood's flower—
Thy brows with deathless amaranths are crowned:
Thou sawest the world from thy sequestered bower
In old hereditary errors bound:
And such a truthful trumpet didst thou sound
As in man's ears shall ring till Time devour
The vestiges of nations :—yet thy name
Finds but the tribute of slow gathering fame!