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The Beginnings of Christianity, with a View of the State of the Roman World at the Birth of Christ.By George P. Fisher, D.D., Professor of Ecclesiastical History in Yale College. New York: Scribner, Armstrong & Co. 1877.

Dr. Fisher has taken up a line of argument of great interest and importance, which has employed the minds and pens of a number of able writers before him, but which cannot be too frequently or copiously treated. The author informs us in his preface that he has prepared the work as now published from a course of lectures before the Lowell Institute of Boston. The principal portion of his argument presents precisely what is needed by a large number of educated persons in New England, especially in Boston, where a reckless, extravagant rationalism and neologism, borrowed from Germany, are rapidly undermining all belief in the genuineness, historical truth, and doctrinal authenticity of our earliest Christian documents, together with those of Judaism. This modern infidelity saps the historical basis of Christianity, that it may be free to criticise it as a theory, a mere natural phenomenon, a phase of human evolution. Any one who turns their own historical and critical methods against these sceptics does good service to truth. We are pleased to recognize the many merits, both in respect to matter and diction, in the essay of the learned professor. The five chapters on the Roman policy, and Greco-Roman religion, literature, philosophy, and morals, are admirable. The geographical accuracy and distinctness with which, as on a map, the Roman Empire is graphically delineated, makes a characteristic and noteworthy feature of this part of the work, which is enriched with a great number of happy classical quotations. The succinct review of historical Judaism during the important but much-neglected period of five centuries immediately preceding the birth of Christ is interesting and valuable. A very able critical defence of the genuineness of the New Testament history, of the truth of the miracles and resurrection of our Lord, his superhuman character anddivine mission, completes a solid and unanswerable argument for the historical basis of Christianity as a divine and supernatural religion.

The author has shown the convergence of all the lines of movement drawn in the past history of the world towards the moment of Christ’s appearance. This is one of the strongest proofs of his divine mission, inasmuch as it shows that the Author and Ruler of the world is also the Author of the Christian religion. The complement to the argument should point out the divergence of the lines from the same point through the post-Christian times, and the work of human regeneration historically fulfilled—the second and even greater proof of the divine legation of Christ. The author shows very conclusively that those destructive critics and sceptics who deny the true historical idea of Christ as presented in the New Testament take away all sufficient cause for the effect produced in Christianity.

The foundation for a complete argument from cause to effect and effect to cause, in the relation between the historical idea of Christ and the historical idea of his regenerating work, is laid by establishing his supernatural character, mission, and works. Thus far Dr. Fisher gives us complete satisfaction. When he proceeds to develop his own conception of the true Christian idea—the plan, namely, of human regeneration, and the means for executing the plan—we do not find it complete and adequate. As compared with the view heretofore prevalent among evangelical Protestants, it is, nevertheless, a marked approximation to the Catholic idea. We consider that Dr. Fisher’s argument requires a complement, in order to make the historical circle embracing all ages and centred in Christ perfect in its circumference. To explain our statement and adduce reasons for it would require many pages, and we must for the present refrain from anything beyond a mere expression of our judgment.

There is only one passage which we have thus far noticed in a perusal of nearly the whole of Dr. Fisher’s volumewhich has jarred upon our feelings as out of tune with his prevalent mode of philosophical candor and historical justice. On page 238 it is written: “Pharisaism, like Jesuitism, is a word of evil sound, not because these parties had no good men among them, but because prevailing tendencies stamped upon each ineffaceable traits of ignominy.”

We are persuaded that in the great number and variety of studies which have absorbed his time and attention the writer of the foregoing passage has never found leisure to read the books which would give him the true notion of the institute and history of the Jesuits. We give him credit for great sincerity and love of truth, and yet we cannot help thinking that there is still a remnant of prejudice left in his mind, which in this case causes, to use his own words, “groundless, gratuitous suspicion, such as, in the ordinary concerns of life, is habitually repelled by a healthy moral nature.”

As a production of learning, philosophical thought, and literary taste, theBeginnings of Christianitydeserves, in our opinion, a place among the best works of New England scholars. We will close this notice by an extract which shows the philosophical and religious tone and quality of the great argument presented in the volume:

“When we look back upon the ancient philosophy in its entire course, we find in it nothing nearer to Christianity than the saying of Plato that man is to resemble God. But, on the path of speculation, how defective and discordant are the conceptions of God! And if God were adequately known, how shall the fetters of evil be broken and the soul attain to its ideal? It is just these questions that Christianity meets through the revelation of God in Jesus Christ. God, the head of that universal society on which Cicero delighted to dwell, is brought near, in all his purity and love, to the apprehension, not of a coterie of philosophers merely, but of the humble and ignorant. There is a real deliverance from the burden of evil, achieved through Christ, actually for himself and potentially for mankind. How altered in their whole character are the ethical maxims which, in form, may not be without a parallel in heathen sages! Forgiveness, forbearance, pity for the poor, universal compassion, are no longerabstractions derived from speculation on the attributes of Deity. They are a part of the example of God. He has so dealt with us in the mission and death of his Son. The cross of Christ was the practical power that annihilated artificial distinctions among mankind and made human brotherhood a reality. In this new setting, ethical precepts gain a depth of earnestness and a force of impression which heathen philosophy could never impart. We might as well claim for starlight the brightness and warmth of a noon-day sun” (p. 189). This fine passage is supplemented by two condensed statements in another place, that the end in view of the plan of Jesus was “the introduction of a new life in humanity,” and the plan itself “the establishment of a society of which he is the living head” (p. 467). This really comprehends the whole Christian Idea in germ. Its true and perfect evolution, and an accurate commentary upon it, would present a complete philosophy of Christianity.

De Deo Creante: Prælectiones Scholastico-Dogmaticæ quas in Collegio S.S. Cordis Jesu ad Woodstock, Maxima Studiorum Domo Soc. Jesu in Fœd. Americæ Sept. Statibus, habebat A.D. MDCCCLXXVI.-VII., Camillus Mazzella, S.J., in eod. Coll. Stud. Præfectus et Theol. Dogm. Professor. Woodstock, Marylandiæ: Ex Officina Typographica Collegii. 1877. 8vo, pp. xxxv.-935.

This treatise is a complete exposition and defence of the Catholic doctrine on creation and its kindred topics as handed down in the church by tradition from the earliest ages to the present day. As the title of the book indicates, the subject is considered not merely from a dogmatic point of view; all the errors of the ancients as well as of their modern imitators being taken up in turn and refuted. A glance at the general divisions of the work will show the wide range of topics treated: I. “De Creatione Generatim”; II. “De Angelica Substantia”; III. “De Hominis Origine et Natura”; IV. “De Hominis Elevatione ad Statum Supernaturalem”; V. “De Humanæ Naturæ Lapsu”; VI. “De Hominis Novissimis.”

Each of these subjects is developed with the greatest detail. Take, for example,the seventeenth proposition in the third disputation, on the origin of the human race. In the introductory remarks to this proposition the author first explains our descent from Adam, the first man, according to revelation, and then devotes some ten pages to a concise but thorough exposition of Darwinism and its companion errors. After this he lays down the following thesis: “Primi parentes, prout ex divina revelatione constat, non modo quoad animam, sed etiam quoad corpus, immediate a Deo conditi sunt. Quam certissimam veritatem frustra evertere aut infirmare nituntur qui nunc audiunt Transformistæ: principium enim quod assumunt arbitrarium est, atque experientiæ repugnans; media, quæ assignant, ad transformationem efficiendam sunt insufficientia; probationes, demum, quas adducunt, nihil omnino evincunt.” This he proves directly by a large array of arguments from the Holy Scriptures, the fathers and the doctors of the church. He then proceeds to show the untenableness of the opposite theories, demonstrating that animals can only be propagated by others of the same species; that the ablest practical scientists of the day have acknowledged the arbitrariness of the transformation theory, and that many have proved it contrary to known facts; that the means suggested by the evolutionists are insufficient to explain the origin of man, etc., etc. He introduces a large and well-marshalled army of quotations from American, British, and Continental scientists to back up his position.

The divisions of the work and the order in which they are treated lay no claims to originality, which the author has very sensibly considered as worse than out of place in a theological text-book, since it tends only to perplex the student and to introduce confusion into the schools of divinity. The fate of writers who have, even in our own day, adopted a different course proves clearly the correctness of this view. Nevertheless, the method pursued in the treatment of particular questions is at once novel and useful, and, as far as we know, peculiar to Father Mazzella. As a general rule, theological writers, after having briefly explained the meaning of the proposition and touched on the errors of their adversaries, enter at once on the demonstration. This done, they devotea great deal of space to the solution of difficulties and the refutation of objections; and it is on this last point especially that they rely for making the sense of their thesis clear. Father Mazzella has adopted a different mode of proceeding. The development of each of his propositions contains two distinct parts: in the first he presents a complete exposition of the subject-matter in all its bearings; in the second he proves the point at issue. He starts out by giving a summary of the decisions of the church regarding the question under discussion. Then, if there be any diversity of opinion amongst Catholic doctors, he explains each system and notes the degree of probability contained in it. Finally, he proceeds to the exposition of contrary errors or heresies, and of the various senses, false and true, in which the doctrine may be interpreted. All this opens the way to the second part, in which the thesis is proved from Scripture, the fathers, and reason, and the few difficulties that perhaps remain are answered.

This manner of developing a subject seems to us to confer a twofold benefit on the student: it gives him a clear and comprehensive conception of the positive doctrine, and at the same time supplies him with general principles by means of which he may readily solve any new objections that may chance to arise in discussion. It is not sufficient for the young theologian to have learned by heart a number of proofs, and the answers to the long string of difficulties given in his text-book. He must be imbued with the whole spirit of Catholic doctrine, and thus he will form within himself a new theologicalsense, if we may use the expression, by which he can easily discern what is consonant with, and what is repugnant to, the truths contained in the deposit of faith. Such is the result aimed at in Father Mazzella’s method. Hence he devotes but little space to the answering of objections; for he has already disposed of them in the exposition of his thesis. Most difficulties, in fact, arise from a misunderstanding of Catholic doctrine; hence it is plain that they must readily disappear, if the dogmas of the church be clearly explained.

As is proper for a theologian, the author makes abundant use of Scripture and tradition. Whilst avoiding allneedless excursions into the fields of philology and hermeneutics, he does not refuse to handle the difficulties brought from these sciences. An instance of this is his vindication of the true sense of the famous [Greek: eph ô]—in quo—in the fifth chapter of the Epistle to the Romans. Whenever the question under discussion has been defined by the church, the decrees are carefully given and explained. We frequently find a series of definitions on the same subject, taken from councils held at various periods, proving the wonderful unity of the church’s teaching in various ages. Father Mazzella makes frequent use of the fathers and great scholastic writers. He generally quotes them word for word, thus ensuring conviction as to their real opinion, and familiarizing the reader with their peculiar modes of thought and expression, taking care, however, to explain all obscurities in the text.

Every student of theology is aware of the importance of mental philosophy in our days, when the repugnance of the supernatural to reason is so loudly and boldly asserted. Hence the author constantly appeals to it, but is careful to admit only such opinions as are approved by the authority of the schools, taking as his guides only St. Thomas and the ablest commentators of the Angelic Doctor, especially Suarez.

In the third disputation the author has made the natural sciences come to the aid of theology, especially when treating of the Mosaic cosmogony, of the origin and antiquity of the human race, etc. Certain devotees of modern experimental science, whose principles are built on mere hypotheses, and who insist on our taking mere possibilities as established facts, have declared a deadly war against revelation. It is difficult to convince such men of their errors by appealing to pure reason; for they are in a remarkable degree wanting in the logical faculty. You can overcome them only by opposing facts to facts, and by proving that their own pet studies contradict their theories. This Father Mazzella has aimed at doing; and he supports his position by bringing forward a mass of facts and disclaimers from the latest writings of the ablest scientists. The style is clear, simple, and straightforward—a most necessary quality in a book of the kind. Difficult terms are always explained, and neither order nor precisionis ever sacrificed to a show of learning or rhetorical skill.

Modern Philosophy, from Descartes to Schopenhauer and Hartmann.By Francis Bowen, A.M., Alford Professor of Natural Religion and Moral Philosophy in Harvard College. New York: Scribner, Armstrong & Co. 1877.

The preface of Prof. Bowen prepossesses us at once in his favor. “No one,” says he, “can be an earnest student of philosophy without arriving at definite convictions respecting the fundamental truths of theology. In my own case, nearly forty years of diligent inquiry and reflection concerning these truths have served only to enlarge and confirm the convictions with which I began, and which are inculcated in this book. Earnestly desiring to avoid prejudice on either side, and to welcome evidence and argument from whatever source they might come, without professional bias, and free from any external inducement to teach one set of opinions rather than another, I have faithfully studied most of what the philosophy of these modern times and the science of our own day assume to teach. And the result is that I am now more firmly convinced than ever that what has been justly called[89]‘the dirt-philosophy’ of materialism and fatalism is baseless and false. I accept with unhesitating conviction and belief the doctrine of the being of one personal God, the creator and governor of the world, and of one Lord Jesus Christ in whom ‘dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily’; and I have found nothing whatever in the literature of modern infidelity which, to my mind, casts even the slightest doubt upon that belief.... Let me be permitted also to repeat the opinion, which I ventured to express as far back as 1849, that the time seems to have arrived for a more practical and immediate verification than the world has ever yet witnessed of the great truth that the civilization which is not based upon Christianity is big with the elements of its own destruction” (pp. vi., vii.).

These are sound and wise words, which we welcome with peculiar pleasure as emanating from a chair in Harvard University. The scope ofModernPhilosophyis more restricted, as the author distinctly premises, than the general title indicates. The authors whose systems are discussedex professoare Descartes, Spinoza, Malebranche, Pascal, Leibnitz, Berkeley, Kant, Schelling, Hegel, Schopenhauer, and Hartmann. There is also a general discussion of those great topics of metaphysics, the origin of ideas and the nature of the universals, of the freedom of the will and of the system of positivism, with an exposition of the relation of physical to metaphysical science. It is quite proper for the learned professor to select a particular range in modern philosophy for his lectures, but we respectfully submit that a less general title would have been more accurately definitive of his real object, and that he identifies too much the course of European thought with the direction of certain classes of thinkers. The revival of the philosophy of Aristotle and St. Thomas in modern times is certainly worthy of notice, and is exercising a strong and decisive influence on modern European thought. The questions of ideology and the universals can hardly be adequately presented without consideration of their treatment by the able modern expositors of scholastic philosophy. We do not agree with Mr. Bowen in his estimate of Descartes, or in his general views of the superiority of modern to ancient and mediæval philosophy. Neither are we in accordance with his special views of ideology. Nevertheless, we recognize a current of very sound and discriminating thought throughout his whole course of argumentation, which tends always toward the most rational and Christian direction, taking up the good and positive elements which it meets with on the way, and rejecting their contraries. The author seems to have a subtle intellectual and moral affinity for the highest, most spiritual and ennobling ideas of the great men of genius, both heathen and Christian. Plato, Malebranche, and Leibnitz seem to be those with whom he is most in sympathy. His most marked antipathy is shown for the degrading pessimism of Schopenhauer. We feel sure, from the tone of his reasoning and the quality of his sentiments, that he would find the greatest pleasure in the perusal of the writings of such Catholic philosophers as Kleutgen, San Severino, Liberatore, Stöckl, and perhaps more thanall of Laforet, on account of his Platonizing tendencies.

Mr. Bowen’s style is remarkably and elegantly classic. He throws a literary charm and glow over his discussions and expositions of abstruse ethical and metaphysical topics which we do not often find, except in the works of Italian authors, although some who write in English are beginning to cultivate this style, in which logical severity is combined with rhetorical grace. No one could write with more modesty and suavity of manner, or in a more calm and amiable temper. We hope this truly excellent volume, in such contrast with the common run of jejune and debasing trash which passes for science and philosophy, will be very much read, especially in the neighborhood of Boston, where it is sadly needed.

History of the Suppression of the Society of Jesus in the Portuguese Dominions.By the Rev. Alfred Weld, S.J. London: Burns & Oates. 1877. (For sale by The Catholic Publication Society Co.)

This able work of Father Weld throws a flood of light on a very sad and gloomy page of history. Never was the Society of Jesus so fearfully tried and persecuted, and never did its virtues shine more conspicuously, than in the period referred to by the author—that is, during the twenty years preceding the entire suppression of the order by Clement XIV. in 1773.

We behold its holy and self-sacrificing members spreading themselves over the New as well as the Old World, making countless conquests for Christ, bearing every hardship and danger in order to teach the truths of faith to the most barbarous tribes and peoples, planting the standard of the cross in the most distant regions, and watering the seed of the Gospel by their blood. Wherever they went they gave evidence, in their own persons, of the highest apostolic virtues.

God could not but bless the efforts of such disinterested and self-sacrificing followers of his divine Son, and their labors were crowned with astonishing success. Take, for example, the history of their missions in Paraguay. No brighter or more cheering picture was ever displayed to the world than the fatherly government of the Jesuits overthese poor children of the forest. Here civilization and religion went hand in hand, and peace and prosperity reigned. But the very success of the missionaries raised up against them powerful and bitter enemies. The more saintly they were, the more envy they excited; the more learned and influential, the more jealousy arose, until at last their enemies vowed their destruction.

Chief among those enemies, and most powerful in his opposition, was Carvalho, Marquis of Pombal, the chief minister of state under Joseph I., King of Portugal. Having, by sycophancy, flattery, and deception, made himself master of this weak sovereign, and always finding means to prevent his evil designs from becoming known, he labored to destroy the authority of the Holy See throughout the kingdom of Portugal, and to establish, as nearly as possible, a national church. He saw that the faithful Society of Jesus would be an insuperable obstacle in his way. He accordingly determined on its destruction, or, if he could not effect this, at least its expulsion from the Portuguese dominions. Knowing the high esteem in which the learned body was held throughout Europe by kings, princes, nobles, and people, and, above all, by each succeeding Sovereign Pontiff, he made use of every means, and means always the most malicious, in order to destroy the character and influence of the Jesuits. There was no insinuation too low, no instrument too vile, no slander too base, of which he did not make use to effect their injury and ruin. He spread throughout Europe, especially in the principal courts, the grossest libels (many of them written by himself) against the society, and all under the hypocritical plea of serving religion, law, and order. Every species of tyranny that human malice, aided by a deeper malice, could invent or call into being to injure the glorious institute founded by that great soldier of Christ, St. Ignatius, Pombal exercised.

During his ministry nine thousand innocent persons, many of whom were of the noblest families in the kingdom or ecclesiastics of the highest character, were condemned either to prison or to death, without any trial, and often without even knowing the cause for which they were deprived of their life or liberty.

The sufferings of the poor Jesuits, many of whom had spent the chief portionof their lives as apostles in South America and had been brought back in chains to the dungeons of Portugal, were of the most harrowing description. Not a few died in their wretched prisons, and the few that survived at the end of eighteen years, when they were released by order of the Queen, were but miserable wrecks of their former selves.

On the day of the queen’s coronation, May 13, 1777, Francis da Silva, Judge of the Supreme Court, pronounced his memorable address, in which he thus denounces, in the name of the whole nation, the tyranny from which they were just freed: “The blood is still flowing from the wounds with which the heart of Portugal has been pierced by the unlimited and blind despotism from which we have just ceased to suffer. He (Pombal) was the systematic enemy of humanity, of religion, of liberty, of merit, and of virtue. He filled the prisons and the fortresses with the flower of the kingdom. He harassed the public with vexations and reduced it to misery. He destroyed all respect for the pontifical and episcopal authority; he debased the nobility, corrupted morals, perverted legislation, and governed the state with a sceptre of iron, in the vilest and most brutal manner that has ever been seen in the world.”

All the machinations of this politician are laid bare, and his miserable agents in this fearful persecution exposed to view, in this work of Father Weld. He does not ask us to take for granted his simple declarations, but fortifies every position which he takes by the clearest and most undeniable proofs. He has had access to authentic documents, which he has put to the best use. His style is clear and forcible, and in the arguments which he uses and the proofs with which he sustains them he gives us a noble, just, and triumphant vindication of the great society of which he is a member.

In reading this work we could not but call to mind the prophecy of St. Ignatius that “the heritage of the Passion should never fail the society”—“A prophecy,” says the Protestant writer Stewart Rose, “fulfilled up to this time; for they (the Jesuits) are still, as for three hundred years past, indefatigable in the saving of souls, perversely misrepresented and stupidly misunderstood.”

Antar and Zara, and Other Poems, Meditative and Lyrical.By Aubrey De Vere.

The Fall of Rora, and Other Poems, Meditative and Lyrical.By the same. London: Henry S. King & Co. 1877. (For sale by The Catholic Publication Society Co.)

These two volumes “comprise the author’s secular poetry previous to the ‘Legends of St. Patrick’ (1872), together with many poems composed before that date, though not published.” “His religious poems will be collected later in a separate volume.”

Antar and Zara, with many shorter pieces, first appeared in the pages ofThe Catholic World. It was in those pages that the writer made Mr. De Vere’s acquaintance; and not a few of our readers, probably, are indebted to the same source for their introduction to the great Catholic poet of the day. To such it will be a welcome surprise, as it is to us, to find his cultured muse so prolific. The variety of themes, too, within these volumes affords a frequent ramble “to fresh fields and pastures new.” The poet himself has travelled. With Byron, he has “stood on the Alps,” and pondered in the “City of the Soul,” and basked in the “eternal summer” that “yet gilds the Isles of Greece.” At home, again, he has sung Erin’s glories and woes as though he had taken down the old Bardic harp from “Tara’s walls.”

As a poet, however, he shows the influence of two other great masters than Byron and Moore—though some of his Irish ballads remind us of the latter. He is chiefly a disciple of Wordsworth, while he has studied to good purpose the scholarly verse of Tennyson. With most imitators of Tennyson the classic perfections of the Laureate are turned to mere affectations. Not so with Mr. De Vere, who is equally a scholar himself. This scholarly taste, indeed, would have prevented him, we are sure, from adopting Wordsworth’s theory of poetic diction, even had Tennyson never arisen to recall English poetry from the loose, inaccurate style into which his great predecessors, with the exception of Coleridge, had thrown so much splendid thought.

This conviction of ours regarding the combined influence of Tennyson and Wordsworth on our author’s poetry isconfirmed by the discovery thatAntar and Zarais dedicated to the former by “his friend”; and, again, of the sonnet “Composed at Rydal, September, 1860,” with the two following sonnets “To Wordsworth, on Visiting the Duddon.”Antar and Zara, particularly in the shorter metre ofZara’s“song,” is eminently Tennysonian. For example:

“He culled me grapes—the vintager;In turn, for song the old man prayed:I glanced around; but none was near:With veil drawn tighter, I obeyed.“‘Were I a vine, and he were heaven,That vine would spread a vernal leafTo meet the beams of morn and even,And think the April day too brief.“‘Were he I love a cloud, not heaven,That leaf would spread and drink the rain;Warm summer shower and dews of evenAlike would take, and think them gain.“‘It would not shrink from wintry rimeOr echoes of the thunder-shock,But watch the advancing vintage-time,And meet it, reddening on the rock.’”

“He culled me grapes—the vintager;In turn, for song the old man prayed:I glanced around; but none was near:With veil drawn tighter, I obeyed.“‘Were I a vine, and he were heaven,That vine would spread a vernal leafTo meet the beams of morn and even,And think the April day too brief.“‘Were he I love a cloud, not heaven,That leaf would spread and drink the rain;Warm summer shower and dews of evenAlike would take, and think them gain.“‘It would not shrink from wintry rimeOr echoes of the thunder-shock,But watch the advancing vintage-time,And meet it, reddening on the rock.’”

“He culled me grapes—the vintager;In turn, for song the old man prayed:I glanced around; but none was near:With veil drawn tighter, I obeyed.

“He culled me grapes—the vintager;

In turn, for song the old man prayed:

I glanced around; but none was near:

With veil drawn tighter, I obeyed.

“‘Were I a vine, and he were heaven,That vine would spread a vernal leafTo meet the beams of morn and even,And think the April day too brief.

“‘Were I a vine, and he were heaven,

That vine would spread a vernal leaf

To meet the beams of morn and even,

And think the April day too brief.

“‘Were he I love a cloud, not heaven,That leaf would spread and drink the rain;Warm summer shower and dews of evenAlike would take, and think them gain.

“‘Were he I love a cloud, not heaven,

That leaf would spread and drink the rain;

Warm summer shower and dews of even

Alike would take, and think them gain.

“‘It would not shrink from wintry rimeOr echoes of the thunder-shock,But watch the advancing vintage-time,And meet it, reddening on the rock.’”

“‘It would not shrink from wintry rime

Or echoes of the thunder-shock,

But watch the advancing vintage-time,

And meet it, reddening on the rock.’”

And again:

“Dear tasks are mine that make the weeksToo swift in passing, not too slow:I nurse the rose on faded cheeks,Bring solace to the homes of woe.“I hear our vesper anthems swell;I track the steps of Fast and Feast;I read old legends treasured wellOf Machabean chief or priest.“I hear on heights of song and psalmThe storm of God careering by;Beside His Deep, for ever calm,I kneel in caves of Prophecy.“O Eastern Book! It cannot change!Of books beside, the type, the mould—It stands like yon Carmelian rangeByourElias trod of old!”

“Dear tasks are mine that make the weeksToo swift in passing, not too slow:I nurse the rose on faded cheeks,Bring solace to the homes of woe.“I hear our vesper anthems swell;I track the steps of Fast and Feast;I read old legends treasured wellOf Machabean chief or priest.“I hear on heights of song and psalmThe storm of God careering by;Beside His Deep, for ever calm,I kneel in caves of Prophecy.“O Eastern Book! It cannot change!Of books beside, the type, the mould—It stands like yon Carmelian rangeByourElias trod of old!”

“Dear tasks are mine that make the weeksToo swift in passing, not too slow:I nurse the rose on faded cheeks,Bring solace to the homes of woe.

“Dear tasks are mine that make the weeks

Too swift in passing, not too slow:

I nurse the rose on faded cheeks,

Bring solace to the homes of woe.

“I hear our vesper anthems swell;I track the steps of Fast and Feast;I read old legends treasured wellOf Machabean chief or priest.

“I hear our vesper anthems swell;

I track the steps of Fast and Feast;

I read old legends treasured well

Of Machabean chief or priest.

“I hear on heights of song and psalmThe storm of God careering by;Beside His Deep, for ever calm,I kneel in caves of Prophecy.

“I hear on heights of song and psalm

The storm of God careering by;

Beside His Deep, for ever calm,

I kneel in caves of Prophecy.

“O Eastern Book! It cannot change!Of books beside, the type, the mould—It stands like yon Carmelian rangeByourElias trod of old!”

“O Eastern Book! It cannot change!

Of books beside, the type, the mould—

It stands like yon Carmelian range

ByourElias trod of old!”

Here are the sonnets:

“COMPOSED AT RYDAL,“Sept, 1860.

“COMPOSED AT RYDAL,“Sept, 1860.

“COMPOSED AT RYDAL,

“Sept, 1860.

“The last great man by manlier times bequeathedTo these our noisy and self-boasting daysIn this green valley rested, trod these ways,With deep calm breast this air inspiring breathed.True bard, because true man, his brow he wreathedWith wild-flowers only, singing Nature’s praise;But Nature turn’d, and crown’d him with her bays,And said, ‘Be thoumyLaureate.’ Wisdom sheathedIn song love-humble; contemplations high,That built like larks their nests upon the ground;Insight and vision; sympathies profound,That spann’d the total of humanity:These were the gifts which God pour’d forth at largeOn men through him; and he was faithful to his charge.”

“The last great man by manlier times bequeathedTo these our noisy and self-boasting daysIn this green valley rested, trod these ways,With deep calm breast this air inspiring breathed.True bard, because true man, his brow he wreathedWith wild-flowers only, singing Nature’s praise;But Nature turn’d, and crown’d him with her bays,And said, ‘Be thoumyLaureate.’ Wisdom sheathedIn song love-humble; contemplations high,That built like larks their nests upon the ground;Insight and vision; sympathies profound,That spann’d the total of humanity:These were the gifts which God pour’d forth at largeOn men through him; and he was faithful to his charge.”

“The last great man by manlier times bequeathedTo these our noisy and self-boasting daysIn this green valley rested, trod these ways,With deep calm breast this air inspiring breathed.True bard, because true man, his brow he wreathedWith wild-flowers only, singing Nature’s praise;But Nature turn’d, and crown’d him with her bays,And said, ‘Be thoumyLaureate.’ Wisdom sheathedIn song love-humble; contemplations high,That built like larks their nests upon the ground;Insight and vision; sympathies profound,That spann’d the total of humanity:These were the gifts which God pour’d forth at largeOn men through him; and he was faithful to his charge.”

“The last great man by manlier times bequeathed

To these our noisy and self-boasting days

In this green valley rested, trod these ways,

With deep calm breast this air inspiring breathed.

True bard, because true man, his brow he wreathed

With wild-flowers only, singing Nature’s praise;

But Nature turn’d, and crown’d him with her bays,

And said, ‘Be thoumyLaureate.’ Wisdom sheathed

In song love-humble; contemplations high,

That built like larks their nests upon the ground;

Insight and vision; sympathies profound,

That spann’d the total of humanity:

These were the gifts which God pour’d forth at large

On men through him; and he was faithful to his charge.”

“TO WORDSWORTH, ON VISITING THE DUDDON.I.

“TO WORDSWORTH, ON VISITING THE DUDDON.I.

“TO WORDSWORTH, ON VISITING THE DUDDON.

I.

“So long as Duddon, ’twixt his cloud-girt wallsThridding the woody chambers of the hills,Warbles from vaulted grot and pebbled hallsWelcome or farewell to the meadow rills;So long as linnets pipe glad madrigalsNear that brown nook the laborer whistling tills,Or the late-reddening apple forms and falls‘Mid dewy brakes the autumnal red-breast thrills;So long, last poet of the great old race,Shall thy broad song through England’s bosom roll.A river singing anthems in its place,And be to later England as a soul.Glory to Him who made thee, and increase,To them that hear thy word, of love and peace!”

“So long as Duddon, ’twixt his cloud-girt wallsThridding the woody chambers of the hills,Warbles from vaulted grot and pebbled hallsWelcome or farewell to the meadow rills;So long as linnets pipe glad madrigalsNear that brown nook the laborer whistling tills,Or the late-reddening apple forms and falls‘Mid dewy brakes the autumnal red-breast thrills;So long, last poet of the great old race,Shall thy broad song through England’s bosom roll.A river singing anthems in its place,And be to later England as a soul.Glory to Him who made thee, and increase,To them that hear thy word, of love and peace!”

“So long as Duddon, ’twixt his cloud-girt wallsThridding the woody chambers of the hills,Warbles from vaulted grot and pebbled hallsWelcome or farewell to the meadow rills;So long as linnets pipe glad madrigalsNear that brown nook the laborer whistling tills,Or the late-reddening apple forms and falls‘Mid dewy brakes the autumnal red-breast thrills;So long, last poet of the great old race,Shall thy broad song through England’s bosom roll.A river singing anthems in its place,And be to later England as a soul.Glory to Him who made thee, and increase,To them that hear thy word, of love and peace!”

“So long as Duddon, ’twixt his cloud-girt walls

Thridding the woody chambers of the hills,

Warbles from vaulted grot and pebbled halls

Welcome or farewell to the meadow rills;

So long as linnets pipe glad madrigals

Near that brown nook the laborer whistling tills,

Or the late-reddening apple forms and falls

‘Mid dewy brakes the autumnal red-breast thrills;

So long, last poet of the great old race,

Shall thy broad song through England’s bosom roll.

A river singing anthems in its place,

And be to later England as a soul.

Glory to Him who made thee, and increase,

To them that hear thy word, of love and peace!”

II.

II.

II.

“When first that precinct sacrosanct I trodAutumn was there, but Autumn just begun;Fronting the portals of a sinking sun,The queen of quietude in vapor stood,Her sceptre o’er the dimly-crimsoned woodResting in light. The year’s great work was done;Summer had vanish’d, and repinings noneTroubled the pulse of thoughtful gratitude.Wordsworth! the autumn of our English songArt thou: ’twas thine our vesper psalms to sing:Chaucer sang matins; sweet his note and strong;His singing-robe the green, white garb of Spring:Thou like the dying year art rightly stoled—Pontific purple and dark vest of gold.”

“When first that precinct sacrosanct I trodAutumn was there, but Autumn just begun;Fronting the portals of a sinking sun,The queen of quietude in vapor stood,Her sceptre o’er the dimly-crimsoned woodResting in light. The year’s great work was done;Summer had vanish’d, and repinings noneTroubled the pulse of thoughtful gratitude.Wordsworth! the autumn of our English songArt thou: ’twas thine our vesper psalms to sing:Chaucer sang matins; sweet his note and strong;His singing-robe the green, white garb of Spring:Thou like the dying year art rightly stoled—Pontific purple and dark vest of gold.”

“When first that precinct sacrosanct I trodAutumn was there, but Autumn just begun;Fronting the portals of a sinking sun,The queen of quietude in vapor stood,Her sceptre o’er the dimly-crimsoned woodResting in light. The year’s great work was done;Summer had vanish’d, and repinings noneTroubled the pulse of thoughtful gratitude.Wordsworth! the autumn of our English songArt thou: ’twas thine our vesper psalms to sing:Chaucer sang matins; sweet his note and strong;His singing-robe the green, white garb of Spring:Thou like the dying year art rightly stoled—Pontific purple and dark vest of gold.”

“When first that precinct sacrosanct I trod

Autumn was there, but Autumn just begun;

Fronting the portals of a sinking sun,

The queen of quietude in vapor stood,

Her sceptre o’er the dimly-crimsoned wood

Resting in light. The year’s great work was done;

Summer had vanish’d, and repinings none

Troubled the pulse of thoughtful gratitude.

Wordsworth! the autumn of our English song

Art thou: ’twas thine our vesper psalms to sing:

Chaucer sang matins; sweet his note and strong;

His singing-robe the green, white garb of Spring:

Thou like the dying year art rightly stoled—

Pontific purple and dark vest of gold.”

Wordsworth was a giant at the sonnet. His sonnets are, in our judgment, by far his best productions, and those in which his theory of diction jars one least. We congratulate Mr. De Vere on following in the master’s footsteps by cultivating the sonnet, and without the defects of the leader. We are also proud to see him disregard the Petrarchian sonnet as the only correct type—a form in which the English language would be sadly monotonous, were it never allowed to vary the order of rhymes, particularly in the minor system. Surely our language has every right to a sonnet of its own—and that flexible.

We will only add that the objections commonly made to Mr. De Vere’s poetry—to wit, that it is elaborate and requires much thought—are of no weightagainst his mission as a poet. He aims, we presume, at interesting the cultured few rather than the uncultured many. A poet’s highest function is, we say, to teach. And a true Catholic poet, like our author, can reach intelligences, both within and without the church, through doors at which “divine philosophy” in dull, prosaic garb must knock in vain.

Sadlier’s Elementary History of the United States.By a Teacher of History. New York: William H. Sadlier. 1877.

This is a very pleasing and useful little manual for children. It presents the chief events of the history of this country in the form of question and answer, giving a prominence much needed to the great part which Catholics have played in the struggles of the Republic, and its material and social development. The plan was well conceived, and has been well executed. It is the last work of the enterprising and much-lamented young Catholic publisher who was so suddenly carried off at the opening of what promised to be a most useful and honorable career.

Ancient History.From the French of Rev. Father Gazeau, S.J. Revised and corrected, with questions at the end of each chapter. By a pupil of the Sisters of Notre Dame. First American edition. New York: The Catholic Publication Society Co. 1877.

This is another and useful addition to the Catholic Publication Society’s educational series. It is a very interesting, clear, and comprehensive history, embracing the chief powers and peoples of ancient times, and ending with the death of Alexander the Great and the division of his empire. The questions at the end of each chapter form an improved feature on the original, and the translation runs as smoothly as could be desired.

THECATHOLIC WORLD.

THECATHOLIC WORLD.

THE

CATHOLIC WORLD.


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