Isaac Watts; his life and writings, his homes and friendsHood, Edwin Paxton
Religion
Isaac Watts; his life and writings, his homes and friends
Hood, Edwin Paxton
Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748
But such delineations as these might be pursued to a great length, and
we have scarcely dwelt at all upon that aspect of his public teaching
which the last quotation instantly suggests, its eminent practical
character; his discourses on “Christian Morality,” his beautiful
discourse on “Humility,” for which he received the hearty thanks of the
Bishop of London; his “Caveat against Infidelity,” his “Guide to Prayer;”
summarily, it may be said, he touched everything with an exquisite
delicacy of conscience, and with the elevation of a saint. His mind
cannot be summed in one attribute, neither his piety, nor his genius can
be said to find an adequate illustration in one work; he was one of a
race of men of whom, indeed, the history of the literature of those times
furnishes many illustrations, whose learning and labours were alike vast;
they must have caught the earliest daybeam, and trimmed the lamp far
beyond the hours of midnight, pursuing their industrious toil, devouring
libraries. Their works formed a library; they had not the necessities of
our times to call them away, nor was it the age of magazines and reviews,
and the lighter shallops of literature. The age immediately preceding
that of Watts, and his own age, present to us the forms of many men,
who in some sheltered nook passed a life unprofitable—ought we to say
inglorious?—satisfied with the spoils of learning, they lived a life of
barrenness; they sought wisdom for her own sake, neither for the use it
enabled them to confer on others, or the fame it conferred on themselves;
or, if they published, it was not so much from the benevolent idea of
the transfusion of knowledge, but really from their interest only in
their own idea. These were the men and those the times which may be best
described in the words of Milton:
Whose lamp at midnight hour
Is seen in some high lonely tower,
Where he may oft outwatch the Bear
With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere
The spirit of Plato, to unfold
What worlds or what vast regions hold
The immortal mind that hath forsook
Her mansion in this fleshly nook.
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