I have—I think I have—no envy of these doings. Such situations are
so hostile to the religious principle that ought to animate the
soul, that I should think of them with fear and trembling. I hate
parties, and my heart condemns me whenever I go to them, in which
not a word ever occurs to give God the glory due to His Holy Name,
which is sometimes profaned but never honoured, where Grace before
and after meat is discarded. And this is a sort of denial of Christ
which gives me no slight disquiet and remorse, and ought entirely to
banish me from all such company; it works in me, and I cordially
hope it will soon produce that effect, for the pleasure I receive is
little and the offence to God I fear is much. ‘Come out from among
them and touch not the unclean thing,’ is applicable to more cases
than I have applied it to. I am determined to go only to Woburn this
year and not to Holkham; four days of noise and bustle are too much,
I will get away in three; but a whole fortnight is horrible. I will
get to Cambridge by Saturday, and I hope Jane will meet me there to
spend Sunday, and perhaps Monday, with Simeon, and make him promise
to meet Fry at Bradfield. Yesterday and this day hurry, bustle,
packing up, paying bills, and recollection on the stretch lest
anything should be forgotten. Wrote to Cordell, the bookseller, to
settle with me for the Irish Tour. It has been years out of print,
and the last settlement in 1795. I have half the sale; 154 were then
left, my half, 30_l._ at least, and it never came into my head
before. Very careless indeed, and in money to receive! Such busy
days are unpleasant because both mind and body are fatigued.
_18th_ at Woburn. Came with Lord Sheffield yesterday. I detest this
profanation of the Sabbath, but he urged me so to accompany him that
I yielded like a fool. A great dinner, Lords Albemarle, Ossory,
Ludlow, Duke of Manchester, Sir H. Fetherstone, Sir R. Pigot, the
Wilbrahams, &c., twenty in all. Several apartments newly furnished,
and many very expensive articles, clocks, &c., from Paris to the
amount of 2,000_l._ Much done to the greenhouse, and everywhere a
profusion of expense. The late rains have given a fine verdure, and
the place in full beauty. Such a flow of worldly blessings as are
seen in one of these very great residences makes me melancholy when
I reflect on the immense temptation and dreadful responsibility that
attaches. What have not these people to answer for if they forget
the Giver in the profusion of His gifts? and where am I to go to
find a great house and establishment with a society and conversation
that shows the Gospel of our Lord to be held in reverence and
affection?
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