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in ipso cursu obruuntur, quam portum conspicere potuerunt."
Yet, surely, our regret for the loss of future instruction will be much allayed by the remembrance of that which he has already communicated to us, and of his merit in the communication. “ Whatsoever the band of Mr.Wakefield found to do,” he habitually and instinctively did “ with all his might:" he knew the value of every fleeting moment; he improved every talent which a gracious Providence had entrusted to him; and, in the course of his whole life, how few are the hours which he wasted in idleness, in folly, or even in those innocent amusements which
pass away like the trace of a cloud."
In diligence, doubtless, he surpassed any scholar with whom it is my lot to have been personally acquainted, and, though his writings now and then carry with them some marks of extreme irritability, he was adorned, or, I should rather say, he was distinguished, by one excellence, which every wise man will admire, and every good man will wish at least to emulate. That excellence was, in truth, a very rare one; for it consisted in the complete exemption of his soul from all the secret throbs, all the perfidious machinations, and all the mischievous meannesses of envy.
They who undertake the office of writing his life will do well to record this singular and amiable quality; and they will do so, not merely in justice to his memory, but for the edification of all readers in all classes, and for the humiliation, let me add, of every insolent pedant who would depreciate his attainments, and every vindictive partisan who would triumph over his infirmities.
For my part, Sir, I shall ever think, and ever speak of Mr. Wakefield, as a very profound scholar, as a most honest man, and as a Christian, who united knowledge with zeal, piety with benevolence, and the simplicity of a child with the fortitude of a martyr.
Under the deep and solemn impressions which bis recent death has made upon my mind, I cannot but derive consolation from that lesson which has been taught me by one of the wisest among the sons of men: “ The souls of the righteous are in the hands of God, and there shall no torment touch them. In the sight of the unwise they seem to die, and their departure is taken for misery-but they are in peace.
Having been a little chastised,
I beg the favour of
present my best respects and best wishes to Mrs. and the Miss Wakefields, together with my thanks for the attention which they have shewn to me on this melancholy occasion.
I shall be much obliged to you for informing me, at your leisure, in what place my beloved friend is interred; and I anxiously hope to hear that he has left his family in comfortable circumstances. I have the honour to be,
S. PARR. Hatton, Sept. 13, 1801.
Mr.Wakefield was buried Sept. 18, in Richmond church,“ of which his brother is the minister, and where his father and mother are interred. It was the design of his family that the funeral should be private : but his friends were desirous of giving the last testimony which they could offer to his highly-esteemed character and their sincere attachment. About fifty persons, besides his own family, attended the funeral from Hackney to the place of in
a Where a mural monument has been erected by his brother, with an inscription to his memory, written by that gentleman, for which see the Appendix.
terment. The feelings of regret were, perhaps, never more observable than upon this affecting occasion.
On the following day appeared in the Morning Chronicle a tribute of respect to Mr. Wakefield's memory, which we are very happy to copy in this place. The author is the Rev. James Lindsay. The unavoidable haste with which this paper was written confers upon
it peculiar merit as a composition.
“ To say that his loss is deeply regretted by all the lovers of truth and freedom would be saying little. It may be truly affirmed of him, without exaggerated praise, that in literary attainments he has left few superiors; in uprightness of heart and conduct none.
Το his general merits as a man of learning, to the extent and accuracy of his classical knowledge, to the diligence and success with which he pursued his critical researches into the writings of antiquity, both sacred and profane, the first scholars of the Continent have borne a willing and an ample testimony,
“ If he has been more sparingly praised by the learned of his own country, the cause is to be found in the unpopularity of some of his opinions, and in that want of candour which
is the inseparable concomitant of party-spirit. Happily there are yet some among ourselves in whom no difference of sentiment can stifle the perception of real excellence--scholars of the first rank, who disdain the meaņuess of concealing what justice commands them to avow-who are not afraid to bestow applause upon those who deserve it, be their party what it may, and who regard with contempt the hatred and the calumnies of those little-minded beings who resent the praise of all talents that are not enlisted on their own side.
?“But whatever might have been Mr. Wakefield's claims to respect as a scholar and a critic, the lovers of truth and virtue will discover in him merits of a higher cast. They will admire, above all, much more than his literary endowments, that sacred regard to moral rectitude, of which he was at all times, and in all situations, so eminent an example. They will venerate as they ought, especially amidst that tergiversation and sacrifice of principle, of which they have witnessed so much in these times, they will yenerate almost to idolatry his unshaken adherence to what he deemed the cause of freedom and humanity, and his readiness to incur any danger, of suffering, or death, in its defence.
Of his particular modes of thinking on