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

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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 bom 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. IB, 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*."

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."

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