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untruthe, no not in trifels. The custom of hit is naughte, and let it not satisfie yow, that, for a time, the hearers take yt for a truthe, for after yt will be known as yt is, to yowr shame; for ther cannot be a greater reproche to a gentellman, then to be accounted a lyare*. Study and endevour yowr self to be vertuously occupied. So shal yow make such an habite of well doinge in yow, that yow shal not knowe how to do evell, thoughe yow wold. Remember, my sonne, the noble blood yow are descended of, by yowr mother's side; and thinke that only, by vertuous lyf and good action, yow may be an ornament to that illustre famylie; and otherwise, through vice and slouthe, yow shal be counted labes generis, one of the greatest curses that can happen to mant.

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"Let your speech be true, never speaking any thing for a truth, which know or believe to be false: it is a great sin against God, that gave you a tongue to speak your mind, and not to speak a lye: it is a great offence against humanity itself, for where there is no truth, there can be no safe society between man and man: and it is an injury to the speaker; for besides the bare disreputation it casts upon him, it doth in time bring a man to that baseness of mind,

that he can scarce tell how to tell a truth, or to avoid lying, even when he hath no colour or necessity for it; and in time he comes to such a pass, that, as another man cannot believe he tells a truth, so he himself scarce knows when he tells a lye; and, observe it, a lye ever returns with discovery, and shame at the last."-Sir Matthew Hale.

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Dr. Zouch might have quoted several Passages from Polonius's advice to Laertes, and Tobias's to Tobit, (a passage in the Apocrypha, not so well known as it ought to be,) with no small effect. Sidney was of Christ-church college, Oxford. His tutor was Dr. Thomas Thornton, the preceptor, benefactor, and friend of William Camden. Thornton lies buried in the Church of Ledbury, in the county of Hereford, aad is commemorated in his epitaph as the tutor of Sir Philip Sidney.

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Juventutis lectissimæ et interalios Phi lippi Sidneii equitis nobilissimi academicæ educationi præpositus erat." Our readers will call to mind the epitaph of Sir F. Greville, in St. Mary's church, Warwick, Philip Sidney-" Fulke Greville, servant which denominates him the friend of Sir "to queen Elizabeth, councellor to king "James, and friend to Sir Phillip Sidney."

Dr. Zouch writes with a gravity be coming his dignified station in the church. His book is a school for fathers, and a mirror for the young gentry and nobility of England.

"Take heed also, that thou be not found a lyar for a lying spirit is hateful both to It has been justly remarked, that the inGod and man. A lyar is commonly a terval between the age of sixteen and one and coward, for he dares not avow truth. He is twenty years, a period at which the cares of trusted of no man, he can have no credit, a common education cease, or are much reneither in public nor private."--S.W.Raleigh.laxed, is that precise season of life, which

The young person, who boasts of an illustrious descent, should always remember that the ennoblements of the mind and genius are many times inherent in the blood and lineage." Thus will the spark of laudable ambition be enkindled within him, while the disgrace that amends a debasement of principle, and an abandonment from that path of honour in which his ancestors walked, will be indelible.

Sir Philip Sidney thus speaks of his own descent. I am a Dudley in blood, the duke's daughter's son; and do acknowledge, though in all truth I may justly affirm, that I am, by my father's side, of antient and always well-esteenied and well-matched gentry; I do acknowledge, I say, that my chiefest honour is to be a Dudley, and truly I am glad to have cause to set forth the nobility of that blood whereof I am descended." Reply to Leicester's Commonwealth.

requires all the attention of the most vigilant, and all the address of the wisest governors. With Mr. Sidney it did not pass away neglected, and destitute of improvement. The rose was not cankered in the bud: the preci. ous years of his youth were not wasted in riot and dishonour, in vicious or profligate pursuits. "He cultivated not one art, or one science, but the whole circle of arts and sciences his capacious and comprehensive nind aspiring to preeminence in every part of knowledge attainable by human genius or industry." "-"Such," says Fuller, was his appetite for learning, that he could never be fed fast enough therewith, and so quick and strong his digestion, that he soon turned it into wholesome nourishment, and thrived healthfully thereon." He acquired a complete knowledge of the Latin and Greek lan guages. Nothing could equal the diligence 2 P 3

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with which this young student explored the On his good fortune in possessing a treasure stores of ancient literature which had been which he deemed inestimable, he frequently recently imported into Europe. Hence at a felicitated himself. That day," he said, more advanced season of his life, he was on which I first beheld him with my eyes, highly esteemed by the universities abroad shone propitious to me." His attachment to and at home. His thirst after knowledge was him suffered no abatement; his affection for insatiable: : every invention was communica-him was far from being common; he deeply ted to him; every discovery was encouraged and rewarded by him; soldiers honoured him, and were so honoured by him, that no man thought he marched under the true banner of Mars, that had not obtained his approbation. There was not a cunning painter, a skilful engineer, an excellent musician, or any other artificer of extraordinary fame, that did not make himself known to this famous spirit and found him his true friend without hire.t"

Having inured himself to habits of regularity, under the care and vigilance of his academical instructors, he "put off his gown," and left the university with an intention to travel, not for the purpose of gazing upon fine paintings and statues; of surveying sumptuous palaces and stately temples, but from a desire to enlarge his mind, and to secure to himself a dignity of character; " to obtain a knowledge of the affairs, manners, laws, and learning of other nations, that he might become the more serviceable to his own." In those days when travelling was considered as one of the principal causes of corrupt morals, a wise and sound policy dictated the expediency of observing the most rigid circumspection in permitting the English nobility and gentry to visit distant countries: and in general no persons were permitted to go abroad, except merchants, and those who were intended for a military life.

When abroad, Sidney was a witness to the massacre of St. Bartholomew. He took refuge, during that horrible night, in the house of Sir Francis Walsingham,

then our ambassador in France. The

young king of Navarre, afterward Hen. IV. of France, honoured our accomplished countryman with his particular regard. Sidney travelled over Germany, Hungary, part of Italy and Belgium. At Frankfort he had the singular happiness of forming a friendship, terminated only by his death, with one of the brightest ornaments of literature, Hubert Languet. He valued this friendship very highly.

He inherited a desire of military fame from his father, who, by his personal bravery, acquired the honour distinguished among the Romans by the term opima spolia, having with his own hand killed in battle James Mac-Counell, the principal leader of the Scots.

interested himself in all his concerns; he bad no other object in view than to accelerate his advancement, in virtue, in religion-to render him useful to the public, and an ornament to his country. And nothing could be more honourable to a youth of the age of nineteen years, than the choice of such a companion and guide.

Mr. Sidney has in grateful strains described the character of his beloved friend.

The song I sang old Languet had me taught,
Languet, the shepherd best swift Ister knew,

For clarkly read, and hating what is naught,
For faithful heart, clean hands, and mouth as true.
With his sweet skill my skilless youth he drew
To have a feeling taste of him that sits
Beyond the heaven, far more beyond your wits.
He said the music best thilk powers pleased
Was jump concord between our wit and will;
Where highest notes to godliness are raised,
And lowest sink not down to jot of ill:
With old true tales he wont my ears to fill,
How shepherds did of yore, how now they thrive
Spoiling thir flock, or while 'twixt them they

strive.

He liked me, but pitied lustful youth:
His good strong staff my slipp'ry years up bore;
He still hoped well, because I loved truth.
Arcadia. B. iii.

If Languet may be justly compared to So crates on account of his wisdom, and the innocence and integrity of his life, the character of Sidney is infinitely superior to that of Alcibiades. Like the Athenian youth, he was admired for the beauty and gracefulness of his disposition-his pleasing manners and of his person-his noble birth-the benignity insinuating address. But from the vices of Alcibiades he was totally abhorrent. He did not disgrace himself by luxury, by insolence and pride, by effeminacy and intemperance, by contempt of all law, by impiety.

While at Frankfort, Sidney lodged in the house of Wechelius the printer. To his name is appended a very interesting

note.

The flourishing state of reviving literature is in a great measure to be attributed to the laudable industry of those ingenious printers, who lived in the sixteenth century. Among these are to be classed Christian and Andrew

A word used by Shakespeare" an exact

"Sir Fulke Grevill's life of Sir Phillip | concord." Sidney," p. 39.

he had presented to Mr. Philip Sidney in person, a small volume of a Greek manuscript written with his own hand, containing moral maxims and directions for the conduct of life: "That work," says he, "comprised the lessons of worldly prudence this which I now offer to your acceptance, comprehends the lessons of heavenly wisdom. The one regarded only the condition of man in his present frail scene of existence; the other opens a prospect to immortality and bliss in a future state. I had then the pleasure of conversing with you. Now you are in a remote country: between us,

Wechel, the father and the son, both natives | He remarks, that, about three years before, of Paris. The Hebrew and Greek books, printed by the former, were admired for their correctness, the number of the errata of the press in a folio book not exceeding two. Andrew Wechel, the son, was at Paris in 1572, on that day of blood, which will for ever disgrace the French calendar; and owed his safety to Hubert Languet, who lodged in his house. He afterward removed to Frankfort, where by his integrity, his learning and professional skill, he acquired great reputation. It was usual for scholars to lodge in the houses of eminent printers. Robert Stephens had frequently ten learned men in his house, all of them foreigners, whose occasional employment it was to correct his impressions. Hubert Languet, while he resided at Antwerp, was the guest of Christopher Plantinus.

Dr. Zouch says that,

Learned foreigners were ambitious to recommend their writings to the favour of Sir Philip Sidney. It would be scarcely possible to enumerate all those eminent persons, who composed this bright assemblage of scholars. The names of those few, who are here selected, are known to every lover of science. And it redounds not a little to the honour of this country, that a private English gentleman, whose life did not much exceed the period of thirty years, should be celebrated throughout all Europe, as the general patron of letters.

We cannot resist the temptation of giving our readers a passage relating to Henry Stephens.

On the revival of literature, when science, driven from Constantinople, took refuge in the courts of Europe, the typographic art was cultivated with the most laudable and unremitting assiduity. Robert Stephens and Henry Stephens his son, arrived at an uncommon proficiency in it. From their press issued elegant and correct editions of the most valuable writings of antiquity. Indeed no thing can surpass the neatness and beauty of their Hebrew, Greek, and Roman characters. The Latin Thesaurus of the father, and the Greek Thesaurus of the son, volumes more to be valued than the treasures of kings, have eternized their names.

Henry Stephens edited the new Testament in Greek, printed at his own press in 1576.

When the university of Cambridge visited queen Elizabeth, at Audley End, no present could be more grateful to her, tban that which she received from them a new Testament in Greek of Robert Stephens, his first printing, in folio," bound in redde velvet, and limped with gold, the armes of England sett upon each side of the book.". Nichol's Progresses, c.

-obstacles are numerous interpos'd, Vale-dark'ning mountains, and the dashing sea." He first saw him at Heidelburg, again at Strasburg, and a long time after at Vienna, In all these places his affection for him continually increased. The more he knew him, and the oftener he conversed with him, the more ardently and cordially did he esteem and love him. This," he remarks," was not extraordinary. Your accomplishments seemed to improve every day. May they continue to do so, until you attain such a degree of worth, as to augment the glory of your native country!*"

He has observed in this addition that divi

sion of each chapter into verses, which had been begun and completed by his father with no very great degree of attention, or rather in a most careless and desultory manner, as he was travelling on Irorse-back from Paris to Lyons.+

The text is printed with accuracy and neatness; and the several references on the margin, with the Latin interpretation of obscure words and phrases, greatly enhance its value. The preface, containing a dissertation on the style of the sacred writings, is composed with singular modesty, and discovers no small share of classic erudition and critical discernment. It is remarkable that the types used in the impression of this book exhibit an exact resemblance of the Greek hand-writing of the editor. In 1581 Henry Stephens printed the

"Nec mirum sane meum illum in te amorem ita crevisse, quum tuæ, quæ eum excitaverunt, ingenii dotes non parum crevisse videruntur. Atque utinam crescere non desinant, donec talis tantusque evaseris, ut tuæ etiam Angliæ celebritas incrementum a te accipiat."

+ Lutetia Lugdunum petens hanc, de quâ agitur, capitis cujusque catacopen confecit, et quidem magnam ejus inter equitandum partem."-Henricus Štephanus de patre suo.

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eight books of Herodian, with the elegant Latin version of Angelus Pol tianus. To them were added two books of the historian

Zozimus. the Greek text of which was then printed for the first time. This volume he inscribed to Mr. Sidney, his address to him beginning with these lines:

"Quid Sidneus agit! monitus multumque mo-
nendus.

Ut partas tueatur opes, et perdere vitet
Dona palatino puero quæ infudit Apollo."

He seems to have entertained the same fears which formerly alarmed Languet, lest the amusements and avocations of the English court should alienate him from study, and withdraw him from those literary pursuits, which once engaged his whole time.

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Anecdotes of Painters who have resided or been born in England; with Gritical Remarks on their Productions; by Edward Edwards, deceased, late Teacher of Perspective, and Associate, in the Royal Academy; intended as a Continuation to the Anecdotes of Painting, by the late Horace, Earl of Orford. 4to. Price £1. 1s. pp. 328. T. Payne, London, 1808

We regret exceedingly that our limits will not allow us to give any more speci. mens of this most instructive, entertaining, and interesting work. We had noted many passages for quotation, but we have pot room for them. We omit all that relates to the Arcadia, &c. and we refer to the Memoirs for the account of his wound, bis grievous sufferings, and his lamented THERE are very few persons who death. "He died," saith one of his dear- trouble themselves to compose memoranda est friends, "not languishing in idleness, of events which are passing around them. riot, and excess, not as overcome with They receive, from time to time, infornice pleasures and fond vanities; but of mation on a variety of subjects: what manly wounds received in the service of they have heard they repeat to their friends his prince, in defence of persons oppres- or neighbours, and these again, each in his sed, in maintenance of the only true own style and manner relates the story catholic and christian religion, among with additions. These additions are so noble, valiant, and wise, in the opened; and whether produced by the differmany admixtures in which truth is debas field, in martial manner, the honour. ablest death that could be desired, and best beseeming a Christian Knight*, whereby he hath worthily won to himself immortal fame among the godly, and left

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ent powers of elocution of the narrators, or by the desire of supplying slips of memory, to which all are subject, they give different colourings to the same facts, and diminish correctness, although they sometimes augment interest. Such is the natural course of oral tradition. Whereas, whoever commits his information to writing, secures an account, faithful in proportion to the integrity of those from whom he received it; capable of being revised and improved in point of accuracy, or verified by correction, when opportu nity offers; capable also of being at any time consulted, for the determination of a question, or the satisfaction of the owner. We have often regretted that a life so public as that of the late Alderman Boydell, for instance, should have left no historical trace behind it, from which enquirers in future years should be able to inspect the state of the arts in this king. dom, at the time when that gentleman

began his career; and to accompany them in their progress, from an obscurity little better than nocturnal darkness, to the day-spring, if not to meridian brightness. The age to which that artist lived, his intercourse with professors at large, the anecdotes which he had heard, or knew by personal participation, gave him an opportunity, had he improved it, of laying not merely his contemporaries under obligations, but also, whoever thought it worth while to investigate this subject, long after his decease. Perhaps, it is not yet too late to recover some portions or particulars, of what the Alderman might have communicated, had he so employed | himself. There is one old artist yet living from whom much might be obtained: we mean Mr. Grignion, the engraver; but we are unacquainted with the powers and fidelity of his memory.

We attempted, some time ago, to discharge as much of this duty, as might be expected from our opportunities; but, we find ourselves called on by the volume before us, to resume the consideration of past events, and to recur, once more, to the stores of observation and memory. It is with pleasure we receive a work written by a witness of the facts he relates. Mr. Edwards was in a situation to acquire the history of many of the parties whom he mentions, from their own conversation; and on such articles as he speedily committed to writing, we believe he may be confided in without, hesitation. There are others, on which he has not made sufficient allowances for the facetious eccentricities of the parties, or the hilarities of the convivial board.

We, nevertheless, commend the inten tion of the work it is not all we wish; but it is almost all we may expect. To what quarter shall we look, for a labour more correct or more complete? What artist now living, or what patron of art, is competent to supply those deficiencies which must be acknowledged in Mr. E.'s volume? There remain but two or three, and we have no reason to believe that they, if they have the materials and the power, have the disposition.

This volume opens with an account of the life of Mr. Edwards. The principal facts may be seen in Panorama, Vol. II. p. 627.

The preface informs us that Mr. E.'s intention was, to continue the history

of the art, from the period at which Mr. Walpole's "Anecdotes of Painting" terminates. The last volume of that work, was published in 1780, but being written ten years before, can be considered as including no lower than 1770 at the utmost. Since that publication, however, only such notices as have been preserved in the Magazines of the day, have contained any information on the state of the arts, or the decease of artists. The chief merit of Mr. Walpole's work is derived from the papers of George Vertue, the engraver, which Mr. W. purchased from the widow." He was by no means adapted in his own person," says Mr. E., "to have acquired the original information, owing to a certain degree of fastidiousness in his manners, united with something of the consequence of rank, which disqualified him from making those familiar enquiries that would have been necessary for the attainment of the requisite knowledge." An Introduction follows the preface; and is itself followed by a chronological list of Painters, (the author intended Architects, Sculptors, &c. for a second volume) beginning with Marcus Tuscher, and Blakey, and ending with Barry.

It cannot be expected that we should enter minutely into the lives of the number of artists comprised in this interval. We must content ourselves with a few extracts either amusing or instructive, and with such observations as present themselves readily to our recollection.

Blakey is properly distinguished, as having had a part in designing the first set of prints, of which the subjects were taken from English history. The attempt did honour to the spirit of the Knaptons, booksellers, who about 1750, contributed greatly to promote a general attention to the arts of decoration. It ought to be known, that they intended also to benefit the art of engraving in their undertaking of the Illustrious Heads." They at first employed Vertue, and other native artists. But so low were the arts, and so rare were capable artists, that scarcely any beside that engraver could be found. He could neither supply the quantity demanded, nor could he labour at the price allowed: the portraits were, therefore, sent over to Houbraken, in Holland, who delivered them at £30 per plate. After a time, a duty of 75 per

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