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II " thy SON descended from heaven “ to plant, and to root out the know“ ledge and the love of thee from the “ earth.”
Here are no rhetorical figures, no hyperboles or exaggerations. The matter is even so. I appeal, in the face of the world, Sir, to yourself, and to every man, who can read and understand the writings of Mr. HUME, whether this be not, in plain, honest English, the drift of his philosophy as it is called; for the propagation of which alone he wished to live; and concerning which you are pleased to say coolly, “ men will judge variously, “ every one approving or condemning " these opinions, according as they “ happened to coincide, or disagree “ with his own.* " Our thoughts are very naturally carried back, upon this
* LIFE, &c. p. 59
occasion, to the author of the first philosophy, who likewise engaged to open the eyes of the Public He did fo; but the only discovery they found themselves able to make, was, that they were NAKED.
You talk much, Sir, of our philosopher's gentleness of manners, good nature, compassion, generosity, charity. Alas, Sir, whither were they all Aed, when he so often face down calmly and deliberately to obliterate from the hearts of the human species every trace of the knowlege of God and his dispensations; all faith in his kind providence, and fatherly protection; all hope of enjoying his grace and favour, here, or hereafter ; all love of him, and of their brethren for his fake ; all the patience under tribulation, all the comforts, in time of forrow derived from these fruitful and
perennial sources ? Did a good man think himself able, by the force of metaphysic incantation, in a moment, to blot the fun out of heaven, and dry up every fountain upon earth, would he attempt to do it ? -TULLY had but a faint glimpse of the country towards which we are all travelling; yet so pleasing was any the most imperfect and shadowy prospect into futurity, that tully declared, no man should ravish it from him *. And surely, TULLY was a philosopher, as well as. HUME. O had he seen the light which shone upon HUME, he would not have closed his eyes against it; had the same cup been offered to him, he would not have dashed it untafted from him !
* Quod fi in hoc erro, quod animos hominum immortales esse credam, libenter erro; nec mihi hunc crrorem, quo delector, dum vivo, extorqueri volo. DE SENECTUTE, ad Fin.
" Perhaps our modern sceptics are “ignorant, that without the belief of . “ a God, and the hope of immortality, « the miseries of human life would "S often be insupportable. But can I “ fuppose them in a state of total and “ invincible stupidity, utter strangers " to the human heart, and to human « affairs ? Sure, they would not thank “ me for such a supposition. Yet this “I must suppose, or I must believe “ them to be the most cruel, the “ most perfidious, and the most “ profligate of men. Carefsed by " those who call themselves the great, “ ingrossed by the formalities of life, “ intoxicated with vanity, pampered « with adulation, dissipated in the tu" mult of business, or amidst the vi. “ cisitudes of folly, they perhaps ·¢ have little need and little relish for “ the consolations of religion. But
“ let them know, that in the folitary “ scenes of life, there is many an “ honest and tender heart pining “ with incurable anguish, pierced “ with the sharpest sting of disap“ pointment, bereft of friends, chilled “ with poverty, racked with disease, “ scourged by the oppressor, whom “ nothing but trust in Providence, " and the hope of a future retribu“ tion could preserve from the ago« nies of despair. And do they, with “ sacrilegious hands, attempt to vio“ late this last refuge of the misera" ble, and to rob them of the only “ comfort that had survived the ra. “ vages of misfortune, malice, and “ tyranny? Did ic ever happen, that " the influence of their execrable te« nets disturbed the tranquillity of “ virtuous retirement, deepened the “ gloom of human distress, or aggra