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Principal of MARISHAL COLLEGE in the University of
THE first effect which this book has upon the reader is that of disgusting him with the author's vanity. He endeavours to persuade the world, that here are some new treasures of literature spread before his eyes ; that something is discovered, which to this happy day had been concealed in darkness; that by his diligence time had been robbed of some valuable monument which he was on the point of devouring ; and that names and facts doomed to oblivion are now restored to fame.
How must the unlearned reader be surprised, when he shall be told that Mr. Blackwell has neither digged in the ruins of any demolished city, nor found out the way
* Literary Magazine, Vol. I. p. 41.
to the library of Fez ; nor had a single book in his hands, that has not been in the possession of every nian that was inclined to read it, for years and ages ; and that his book relates to a pecple who above all others have furwished employment to the studious, and amusements to the idle, who have scarcely left behind them a coin or a stone which has not been examined and explained a thousand umes, and whose dress, and food, and household stuff, it has been the pride of learning to understand.
A man need not fear to incur the imputation of vicious diffidence or affected humility, who should have forborne to promise many novelties, when he perceived such multitudes of writers possessed of the same materials, and intent upon the same purpose.
Mr. Blackwelt knows well the opinion of Horace, concerning those that open their undertakings with magnificent promises; and he knows likewise the dictates of common sense and common honesty, names of greater authority than that of Horace, who direct that no man should promise what he cannot perform.
I do not mean to declare that this volume has nothing new, or that the labours of those who have
before our author, have made his performance an useless addition to the burden of literature. New works may be constructed with old materials, the disposition of the parts may show contrivance, the ornaments interspersed may discover elegance.
It is not always without good effect that men of proper qualifications write in succession on the same subject, even when the latter add. nothing to the information
given by the former ; for the same ideas may be deliv.ered more intelligibly or more delightfully by one than by another, or with attractions that may lure minds of a different form. No writer pleases all, and every writer may please some.
But after all, to inherit is not to acquire ; to decorate is not to make ; and the man who had nothing to do but to read the ancient authors, who mention the Roman affairs, and reduce them to common places, ought not to boast himself as a great benefactor to the studious world.
After a preface of boast, and a letter of fattery, in which he seems to imitate the address of Horace in his vile potabis modicis Sabinum ; he opens his book with telling us, that the “ Roman republic, after the horrible proscription, was no more at bleeding Rome. The regal power of her consuls, the authority of her senate, and the majesty of her people, were now trampled under foot ; these [for those] divine laws and hallowed customs, that had been the essence of her constitution, were set at nought, and her best friends were lying exposed in their blood.”
These were surely very dismal times to those who suffered ; but I know not why any one but a schoolboy in his declamation should whine over the commonwealth of Rome, which grew great only by the inisery of the rest of mankind. The Romans, like others, as soon as they grew rich, grew corrupt, and, in their corruption, sold the lives and freedoms of themselves, and of one another.
“ About this time Brutus had his patience put to the highest trial ; he had been married to Clodia ; but whether the family did not please him, or whether he
was dissatisfied with the lady's behaviour during his absence, he soon entertained thoughts of a separation. This raised a good deal of talk, and the women of the Clodian family inveighed bitterly against Brutus ; but he married Portia, who was worthy of such a father as M. Cato, and such a husband as M. Brutus. She had a soul capable of an exalted frassion, and found a proper object to raise and give it a sanction ; she did not only love but adored her husband ; his worth, his truth, his every shining and heroic quality, made her gaze on him like a god, while the endearing returns of esteem and tenderness she met with, brought her joy, her pride, her every wish to centre in her beloved Brutus."
When the reader has been awakened by this rapturous preparation, he hears the whole story of Portia in the same luxuriant style, till she breathed out her last, a little before the bloody piroscription, and “ Brutus complained heavily of his friends at Rome, as not having paid due attention to his Lady in the declining state of her health."
He is a great lover of modern terms. His senators and their wives are Gentlemen and Ladies. In this review of Brutus's army, who was under the command of gallant men, not braver officers than true patriots, he tells us, " that Sextus the Questor was Paymaster, Secretary at War, and Commissary General, and that the sacred discipline of the Romans required the closest connection, like that of father and son, to subsist between the general of an army and his Questor. Cicero was General of the Cavalry, and the next general officer was Flavius, Master of the Artillery, the elder Lentulus was Admiral
and the younger rode in the Band of Volunteers ; under these the tribunes, with many others too tedious to name.” Lentulus, however, was but a subordinate officer ; for we are informed afterwards, that the Romans had made Sextus Pompeius Lord High Admiral in all the scas of their dominions.
Among other affectations of this writer is a furious and unnecessary zeal for liberty, or rather for one form of government as preferable to another. This indeed might be suffered, because political institution is a subject in which men have always differed, and if they continue to obey their lawful governors, and attempt not to make innovations for the sake of their favourite schemes, they may differ for ever without any just reproach from one another. But who can bear the hardy champion who ventures nothing ? Who in full security undertakes the defence of the assassination of Cesar and declares his resolution to speak plain? Yet let not just sentiments be overlooked; he has justiy observed, that the greater part of mankind will be naturally prejudiced against Brutus ; for all feel the benefits of private friendship, but few can discern the advantages of a well constituted government.*
We know not whether some apology may not be necessary for the distance between the first account of this book and its continuation. The truth is, thai this work not being forced upon our attention by much public applause or censure, was sometimes neglected, and some
* 'The first part of this Review closed here. What follows did not appear until seven months after. To which delay the writer alludes with provoking severity.