Mr. URBAN, Shrewsbury, Feb. 21.

N reading the life of that ex

character, Edward

Lord Herbert of Chirbury, written by himself, and finding that he was born at Eyton, an antient mansion of the Newports, in the parish of Wroxeter, co. Salop, I was determined to visit the spot; which I accordingly did on the

21st of September, 1814. But how shall I express my mortification, when I arrived there, on finding only a few detached remains of that once extensive mansion?—Part is fitted up for a private dwelling; some remains an ivymantled ruin; but the greater part is entirely destroyed. The enclosed drawing, made at the time, it is hoped, will be delivered to posterity in Mr. Urban's Museum. (See Plate I.). Edward Herbert was born at Eyton in 1583. "He was," says Wal-pole, 66 one of the greatest ornaments of the Learned Peerage, a man of a martial spirit, and a profound understanding." After the accession of King James I. he was made a Knight of the Bath, and sent into France to interpose in behalf of the Protestants of that kingdom. In 1625 Sir Edward was made a Baron of Ireland, -and in 1681 of England, by the style. and title of Lord Herbert of Chirbury in Shropshire. He died in 1648, and was interred in the chancel of St.

Giles's in the Fields. A marble slab that covered his remains, had the following inscription upon it, drawn by himself:

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"Hic inhumatur corpus Edvardi Herbert, equitis Balnei, Baronis de Cherbury et Castle Island, auctoris libri, cui titulus est, " De Veritate.' Reddor ut herbæ, vicesimo die Augusti, anno Domini 1648."

Lord Herbert was author of the following works: "De Veritate;" "De Religione Gentilium, Errorumque apud eos causis." "Expeditio Buckinghami Ducis in Ream insulam." "Life and Reign of King Henry VIII." "Memoirs of his own Life." "Tutor and Pupil," a Dialogue on Ancient Learning; and some

Poems.

Mr. URBAN,

THE

D. PARKES.

March 2.

HE Rev. Deodatus Bye, the good Schoolmaster at Maidstone, was also Curate of that parish; and in both capacities was highly respected. He was uncle, not father, of the worthy Printer. SENEX. GENT. MAG. March, 1816.

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Extracts from the Correspondence of JOSEPH HIGHMORE, Esq.

(Continued from p. 118.)

JOSEPH WARD Esq. to Mr. HIGH

MORE.

Willington, near Derby,, 13 July 1761. HAVE several times been inclined

to give Mr. Highmore the trouble of a letter, though a man that is buried in the country as I am, hath; very little worth communicating. Correspondence may be looked upon as a kind of traffick or barter; and why should I engage you to enter into such correspondence, when I can give you nothing worth your acceptance in exchange for what you send me. On Monday last I saw an account of the death of Mr. Richardson; you have lost a valuable friend, and the world an ingenious man: I know no modern author that was a greater master of the passions than he was, or had a greater insight into

human nature.

meum qui pectus inaniterangit, Irritat, mulcet, falsis terroribus implet, Ut magus, et modo me Thebis, mode ponit Athenis.

I have somewhere read, but where I cannot tell, that Dr. Harvey (who found out the circulation of the blood) was so delighted in reading Virgil, that he would sometimes fling the book away, and say it had a devil. I confess, in reading Clarissa, which I take to be his (Mr. R's) capital performance, and seeing her piety, purity, and delicacy so ill used by a Lovelace, I have been scarce able to pacify my self-will. I have recollected that this scene, so artfully worked up, had no other existence than in Mr. R's fancy and imagination. I am obliged to him, for he hath contributed much to my entertainment: I hope I may say to my improvement; for I have many times thought I have returned from reading him, a better man than I was before I began. How can a man be better employed than by instructing mankind, and making them wiser and better than they otherwise would be? To this good end I cannot but think his writings greatly conducive, except some scenes in Pamela and Clarissa, which I confess I have sometimes thought had better been left out. I believe you pass

many

Mr. URBAN, Shrewsbury, Feb. 21. reading the life of that extraordinary character, Edward Lord Herbert of Chirbury, written by himself, and finding that he was born at Eyton, an antient mansion of the Newports, in the parish of Wroxeter, co. Salop, I was determined to visit the spot; which I accordingly did on the

Extracts from the Correspondence of JOSEPH HIGHMORE, Esq.

(Continued from p. 118.)

JOSEPH WARD Esq. to Mr. HIGH

MORE.

Willington, near Derby,.

13 July 1761. HAVE several times been inclined

I express my mortification, when I arrived there, on finding only a few detached remains of that once extensive mansion?-Part is fitted up for a private dwelling; some remains an ivymantled ruin; but the greater part is entirely destroyed. The enclosed drawing, made at the time, it is hoped, will be delivered to posterity in Mr. Urban's Museum. (See Plate I.)

Edward Herbert was born at Eyton in 1583. "He was," says Wal-, -pole, one of the greatest ornaments of the Learned Peerage, a man of a martial spirit, and a profound understanding.” After the accession of King James I. he was made a Knight of the Bath, and sent into France to interpose in behalf of the Protestants of that kingdom. In 1625 Sir Edward was made a Baron of Ireland, and in 1631 of England, by the style and title of Lord Herbert of Chirbury in Shropshire. He died in 1648, and was interred in the chancel of St. Giles's in the Fields. A marble slab, that covered his remains, had the following inscription upon it, drawn up by himself:

"Hic inhumatur corpus Edvardi Herbert, equitis Balnei, Baronis de Cherbury et Castle Island, auctoris libri, cui titulus est,' De Veritate.' Reddor ut herbæ, vicesimo die Augusti, anno Domini 1648."

Lord Herbert was author of the following works: "De Veritate;" "De Religione Gentilium, Errorumque apud eos causis." "Expeditio Buckinghami Ducis in Ream insulam." "Life and Reign of King Henry VIII." "Memoirs of his own Life." "Tutor and Pupil," a Dialogue on Antient Learning; and some D. PARKES.

Poems.

of a letter, though a man that is buried in the country as I am, hath; very little worth communicating. Correspondence may be looked upon as a kind of traffick or barter; and why should I engage you to enter into such correspondence, when I can give you nothing worth your acceptance in exchange for what you send me. On Monday last I saw an account of the death of Mr. Richardson; you have lost a valuable friend, and the world an ingenious man: I know no modern author that was a greater master of the passions than he was, or had a greater insight into human nature.

meum qui pectus inaniter angit, Irritat, mulcet, falsis terroribus implet, Ut magus, et modo me Thebis, mode ponit Athenis.

I have somewhere read, but where I cannot tell, that Dr. Harvey (who found out the circulation of the blood) was so delighted in reading Virgil, that he would sometimes fling the book away, and say it had a devil. I confess, in reading Clarissa, which I take to be his (Mr. R's) capital performance, and seeing her piety, purity, and delicacy so ill used by a Lovelace, I have been scarce able to pacify my self-will. I have recollected that this scene, so artfully worked up, had no other existence than in Mr. R's fancy and imagination. I am obliged to him, for he hath contributed much to my entertainment: I hope I may say to my improvement; for I have many times thought I have returned from reading him, a better man than I was before I began. How can a man be better employed than by instructing mankind, and making them wiser and better than they otherwise would be? To this good end I cannot but think his writings greatly conducive, except some scenes in Pamela and Clarissa, which I confess I have sometimes thought had better been left out. I believe you pass

many

many evenings alone, either writing or reading; if you fling away half an hour in a letter to an old acquaintance, it will be acceptable, let the subject be what it will; news from the learned world, or from the London world, if I may so express myself, will be always agreeable. JOSEPH WARD.

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Mr. H. to Mr. WARD in answer. I by no means admit your excuse "from a man buried in the country," to use your own phrase, and on that account wanting matter for correspondence; I desire nothing but what your own head and heart can furnish; and the more retired you live, i. e. the less you are interrupted, the more I expect from them; and, if I may lead to subjects, you could not gratify me by any thing so much as by your genuine thoughts on some of the most important points of Religion. I now beg leave to propose to your consideration the, examination of an argument in favour of the Christian Revelation, perhaps more irrefragable and less liable to cavil than most others I mean, the present general state of the world, as answering to what is predicted in the books of the Old, but principally of the New Testament. The truth of particular events long since past, as the miracles of Christ, his resurrection, &c. depends on human testimony-the accounts of which are transmitted to us by sufficient evidence only; and, how well soever attested in that way, and how much soever they may demand and deserve credit, yet are liable to be disputed, and have been disputed on various pretences, and, among others, on this, that they may have been written long since the events happened, &c. But this is subject to no such disputes-it cannot be disputed that the Jews are now in our times dispersed over the face of the earth, and that they have long been so; that they are, notwithstanding, every where a distinct people from those among whom they dwell, and in a state naturally capable of being collected together, and making again one nation, which is not true of any other race in the world-all others have had their rise, progress, declension, and extinction. This relating to the Jews is a constant standing miracle; for, supposing the predic

tions referred to absolutely true, all circumstances must have been at this time exactly as they are, and till the final completion of the prophecy; on the contrary, if there were no such prophecy, or that it were a false oue, then their present state is a strange unnatural phænomenon, and wholly unaccountable.

Another grand prophecy relates to the Christian church and its apostacy, which we Protestants interpret of the Church of Rome. Now, Sir, what I desire and expect of you is, to examine whether from these loose indigested hints may or may not be formed a fair and clear argument; if not, your reasons: which in that case I entreat you to undertake that it may be put into a regular form, and accompanied with all the proofs from Scripture *, &c. &c.

From Mr. WARD to Mr. H.

Willington, 30 June, 1766.
DEAR SIR,

On Monday evening last I was unexpectedly and very agreeably surprized with the receipt of your "Essays, moral, religious, and miscellaneous," in 2 vols. sent me, at your request, by our friend Mr. Mann (accompanied with a very pretty letter of his own); a more acceptable present I have not received a great while. I have been in some doubt whether I should not write to him, to acknowledge the receipt, and beg to . know how I must direct to you; but, as I am also at a loss how to direct to him, and conclude you must be at Mr. Duncombe's at Canterbury, I have ventured to address myself to you there, to return my hearty thanks. If you are not at Mr. D's, I take it for granted you must be well known at Canterbury, and that my letters will get safe if you are there. Willington is not above four miles from Burtonupon-Trent, where Mrs. Browne *, the widow of Mr. Hawkins Browne, resides about four mouths in the year, though I do not hear she is yet come into the country. I have been informed by her, that you lived much

to your own satisfaction, and was n good health, which I rejoiced to heare but to be informed of it under your own hand will be an additional pleasure to that which you have already given me. I might write a longer letter, but I know not whether this may get safe, &c.

Sir EDWARD WALPOLE to Mr. HIGH

SIR,

MORE.

Pall-mall, May 4, 1762. I, who have no talent for writing, must coutent myself with a bare acknowledgement of the favour you did me in so kind and elegant a letter as I have just received from you, which I think worth preserving on several accounts *.

I did not doubt that you would be pleased with my brother's 2 vols. on Painting. I hope you, Sir, will, as you have now leisure † to do it, oblige the world with your observations on the art, and particularly with a compleat system of Perspective, which, as you are master of it, and of a very clear perspicuous language and style, would be very intelligible and pleasant to the student and reader, which has never been the case yet.

I beg you will present my compliments to Mrs. Duncombe. I am very glad she is so happy, as I know your living with her, unincumbered with your business, must make her. I beg the favour to know if you think you shall at any time return to London to pass any time in it, such as a month or two. I have a particular reason for asking, in respect to my whole-length picture. The little picture which you had, and my brother now is to have, of the Madona and Child, belonging to Mr. Reid, is judged by every body that has scen it, although it is full of faults, to be an undoubted Corregio, to have uncommon beauties in it, and to be worth a good price.

I am, Sir,

ED. WALPOLE.

Mr. H. to Sir EDWARD WALPOLE. SIR EDWARD,

Canterbury, May 9, 1762. I am honoured with yours of the 4th inst. in which the very obliging things you are pleased to say would abun

*I do not find this letter. A. H. Mr. H. had retired from business

to Canterbury.

dantly gratify my vanity, if I had so great a share of it as to imagine that I deserved them: but it is on a better principle that I enjoy your good opinion; for, if it be not presuming too much, I should persuade myself that I discover in them the partiality of a friend; excuse the familiarity of this expression, since I have no other way of accounting for your favourable sentiments in general; and as you mention Perspective in particular, it would be unpardonable not to acquaint you that a treatise of mine, on that subject, written many years ago, is now printing, but which I fear may not answer your expectation, if nothing less than a compleat \system will do, my design being principally to facilitate the practice among Artists, for whose use it was planned, and therefore the most familiar and popular style is chosen that the subject will admit; and, to avoid all manner of trouble to myself, by subscription, or otherwise, I have absolutely sold the property at once to Mr. Nourse, and am ac tually correcting the press as the sheets are sent hither. I left Loudon with a general intention of returning thither, though uncertain as to time, perhaps towards the Winter, of which, when determined, I shall not fail to acquaint you, whose commands I shall always with pleasure obey. I rejoice, on Mr. Reid's account, that the little picture meels with the approbation of the connoisseurs; but I am a heretic, and believe not in names, nor pretend to distinguish hauds, especially where we have so few known originais to guide us in our judgments. I am, with all possible regard, Sir Edward, &c. &c.

(To the same.) SIR EDWARD,

It might to an indifferent person appear impertinent in me to interrupt your leisure with any thing concerning myself, who have no other claim to your notice than what arises from a grateful sense of past favours; but these assure me it cannot be unscceptable to your benevolent heart, to understand that bealth, peace, and tranquillity, have here succeeded to the fatigue, hurry, and anxiety of my Jast months in town; and that I now find leisure to indulge my inclination in any favourite study or amusement.