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GEORGE HERBERT.

THE literature of our country is rich in the biography of illustrious men. The names of Spenser, of Shakspeare, and of Milton, have been enshrined in strains of eloquence and beauty, almost as lasting as their own. But it abounds also in histories more simple, and yet not less delightful; sheaves of gentle and religious thoughts bound together by the hands of humble-minded Christians: such are the celebrated lives of Izaak Walton. The accomplishments of Wotton, the learning of Donne, the piety of Herbert, and the sufferings of Sanderson, are faithfully and tenderly recorded in his page,

With moistened eye

We read of faith and purest charity,

In statesman, priest, and humble citizen.
Oh! could we copy their mild virtues, then
What joy to live, what happiness to die!

Methinks their very names shine still and bright,
Satellites turning in a lucid ring,

Around meek Walton's heavenly memory.

WORDSWORTH.

The life of Herbert possesses the greatest charm, and has long been blended in the heart with scenes of serenity and peace; with the path of the quiet fields to church, and the sweet solemnity of the village pastor's fire-side. ""Tis an honour to the place," says Aubrey, "to have had the heavenly and ingenious contemplation of this good man."

The writer of the following memoir has found it impossible to read of Herbert, and not to love him.

George Herbert was born on the 3rd of April, 1593, in the Castle of Montgomery, in Wales, which had for many years been the abode of his family. Wood calls it "a pleasant and romancy place;" Aubrey dwells with pleasure on the "exquisite prospect four different ways;" and Donne, in one of his poems, celebrates the "Primrose Hill" to the south of the Castle. Nothing, however, now remains, except the fragment of a tower and a few mouldering walls, to remind the beholder of its former greatness.

Mr. Richard Herbert, the father of the poet, was descended from a line of illustrious ancestors; and we are indebted to Lord Herbert of Cherbury, for a graphic sketch of his personal appearance. "And first of my

father, whom I remember to have been black haired and bearded, as all my ancestors on his side are said to have been, of a manly, but somewhat stern look, but withal very handsome and compact in his limbs, and of great courage*." The poet's mother was Magdalen Newport, daughter of Sir Richard Newport, and Margaret, youngest daughter and heiress of Sir Thomas Bromley, one of the Privy Council and Executor to Henry the Eighth. She was a lady of remarkable piety and good sense. Her family consisted of seven sons; Edward, Richard, William, Charles, George, Henry, and Thomas; and three daughters, Elizabeth, Margaret, and Frances.

Of Edward, who subsequently became the well-known Baron of Cherbury, a short account will not be unacceptable. He verified the saying, that the child is father of the man. A boy who had the assurance to signalize the

*There was a tradition in the family of the Herberts of Cherbury, (Fuller's Worthies, vol. i. p. 18, ed. Nichols) that Sir Richard Herbert, tempore Edward the Fourth, slew, in the battle of Banbury, one hundred and forty men with his own hand. He was of gigantic stature, and the peg on which he used to hang his hat, was to be seen in Montgomery Castle in the time of Fuller.

first day of his residence at Oxford, by a challenge to a logical disputation, might reasonably be expected to expand into a character of mingled foppery and intellect. His Autobiography, edited by Lord Orford, is a most amusing specimen of lively gossip and conceited philosophy. He begins one passage by informing us, that during his sojourn in Paris he was received in the house "of that incomparable scholar, Isaac Casaubon, by whose learned conversation he was much benefited;" and concludes with an enumeration of his other amusements, the most important of which were, riding on the "great horse," and singing "according to the rules of the French masters." But he is chiefly remembered as one of the earliest reducers of Deism into a system, by asserting the sufficiency and universality of natural religion, and discarding, as unnecessary, all extraordinary revelation. Yet Grotius recommended the publication of the De Veritate, and Mr. Fludd told Aubrey, that Lord Herbert had prayers in his house twice a day, and " on Sundays would have his Chaplain read one of Smyth's sermons*.

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Mr. Herbert died in 1597, when George was in his fourth year, and the care of his education, consequently, devolved upon his mother, who appears to have been peculiarly fitted for the discharge of this arduous task. She realized the character so beautifully drawn by Quarles in the Enchiridion; acting with such tenderness towards her children, that they feared her displeasure more than her correction. Our poet remained under her protection, and in the quiet of his home, until he reached his twelfth

*The De Veritate was published at Paris in 1624, and among the earliest opponents of the author were P. Gassendi, Opuscula Philosophica, p. 411, 419, Lug. 1658; and Baxter, in More Reasons for the Christian Religion, and no Reason against it. Locke also alluded to the Treatise in his Essay on the Human Understanding (folio ed. 1694), but in terms too cursory to claim the merit of a refutation. He styles Lord Herbert "a man of great parts."

year. During this period he participated, with two of his brothers, in the instruction of a private tutor. He was now removed to Westminster school, and, through the kindness of Dr. Neale, the Dean of Westminster, was particularly recommended to the notice of Mr. Ireland, the Head-Master. Here the powers of his mind, and the virtues of his heart, were rapidly developed; his progress in classical learning obtained for him the respect and esteem of the tutors, and the amenity of his manners won the affection of his companions.

About fifteen, being then a King's scholar, he was elected to Trinity College, Cambridge; and from an anecdote related in Plume's Life of Bishop Hacket, the schoolfellow of Herbert, we discover that, even at this time, his acquirements were deemed full of promise. Mr. Ireland assured them, on their leaving Westminster, "that he expected to have credit from them two at the University, or would never hope for it afterwards while he lived," It is recorded of Archbishop Laud, that in his boyhood he gave so many indications of rare genius, that his master, as if with a prophetic certainty of the future eminence of his pupil, used frequently to say, "He hoped he would remember Reading School when he became a great man." It is gratifying to know that both of these anticipations were nobly fulfilled.

So material a change in Herbert's mode of life excited the ever-wakeful anxiety of his parent, and she prevailed on the excellent Dr. Nevil, then Dean of Canterbury, and Master of the College, to take her son under his protection, and provide a tutor to superintend his studies. Ellis, in his brief notice of Herbert, has remarked that nature intended him for a knight-errant, but that disappointed ambition made him a saint; but if the editor of the Specimens had even glanced over the poet's history, he would soon have seen the injustice of his opinion. An

extract from a letter, written to his mother in his first year at Cambridge, will throw an interesting light on the state of his youthful feelings. "But I fear the heat of my late ague hath dried up those springs by which scholars say the Muses used to take up their habitations. However, I need not their help to reprove the vanity of those many love-poems that are daily writ and consecrated. to Venus; nor to bewail that so few are writ that look towards God and heaven. For my own part, my meaning. (dear mother) is, in these sonnets, to declare my resolution to be, that my poor abilities in poetry shall be all and ever consecrated to God's glory."

I confess my inability to discover any traces of knighterrantry in these sentiments. Jeremy Taylor says, that some are of age at fifteen, some at twenty, and some never. The life of Herbert, even from his boyhood, had been a ministration of purity and peace. The amiable Dr. Hammond, when at Eton, frequently stole away from his companions to the most sequestered places, for the purpose of prayer; and Dr. More, the author of the Song of the Soul, was wont to declare that in his childhood he was continually sensible of the presence of the Deity.

The society of his mother, and the innocent amusements that beguiled his infancy, had exercised a beneficial influence on the young poet's disposition. He had much cause for thankfulness, also, in the fatherly solicitude of Dr. Nevil, who invited him to his own house, and assisted him with counsel and advice. Perfection, however, is not given to any man, and it is not surprising that the condescending intimacy of the Master, gave birth to sensations of pride in the breast of the high-born Undergraduate. To this cause we may attribute the seclusion in which he lived, and his dislike to the formation of indiscriminate friendships. His few companions were selected for their worth and talents, and among them may

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