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Saviour and his apostles; and at this period the purity of the Christian doctrine was awfully sullied by error, and the prophetic intimations of the church's fall and disgrace were receiving an impressive accomplishment. The impostures of the papacy disfigure the pages of even the purest ecclesiastical writers; the truth which had triumphed over the proudest strongholds of Grecian and Roman paganism had lost almost every distinctive feature of its original character; and the servants of the man of sin" may alike be found ministering at the altars and occupying the thrones of the eastern and western sees.

If we go on to the close of the fifth century, we shall find the church's fortunes more and more overcast; spiritual supineness and heretical pravity were on the increase; and only a few glimmering stars preserved the hemisphere of the religious world from the totality of mental and moral darkness. One of the most prominent characteristics of the reign of superstitious observance, now almost universal, was the neglect of letters; and as Mr. Clarke's labours bring the subject immediately before us, we shall endeavour, in our review, to give a hasty illustration of ecclesiastical literature during the long subjection of Christendom to the dominion of Antichrist.

Among the causes which led to that mental gloom which covered the face of Europe, for so many ages, we must regard as the most fatal, the overthrow of the western empire by the intrusive hordes of Scandinavia, and the frequent irruption of the barbarians into the Thracian provinces to the very walls of the eastern capital. The civilized world was overwhelmed by apparently inexhaustible mi

grations from the vast teeming regions of Sarmatia and Scythia; the refinements of science and philosophy, and the institutions of social life, were swept away by the tide of foreign invasion; the hunting spear of the northmen was waved in the palace of the luxurious Roman; and the barbarism of the victors and the degeneracy of the vanquished rapidly brought on an era which has, with some exaggeration indeed, been described as a " period of intellectual night," ""the season of winter in the history of man." There were, however, many exceptions among the conquerors of the Cæsars to this charge; the rule of the Ostrogoth, in Italy was, upon the whole, favourable to the interests of learning, and the name of Theodoric, the patron of Boethius and Cassiodorus, though distinguished by no mental superiority himself, deserves to be mentioned as one who supported the sinking cause of letters, when deserted by its former patrons.

It was intimated, if we remember rightly, in our notice of the former volume of this work, that the impression commonly made by the hackneyed epithet," the dark ages," was by no means correct; that at no period was literature extinct in the church; and the survey which we have been led to take of the times thus designated, has not induced us to alter our opinion. In looking over the long stretch of years, extending from the close of the Augustan to the dawn of the Medicean age-from Claudian, the last child of Roman song, to the era when its tones were heard around the throne of Leo-in examining Europe during this interval of ten or twelve centuries, from sunny Italy to the frozen north, we think we perceive a "remnant" amid "cloisters

gray," and in the "dark monastic cell," who cultivated polite literature with ardour, and were anxious to transmit to posterity the ancient productions, inspired and uninspired, which had been saved from the wreck of the Roman world. Amid the intellectual lethargy which characterised the neighbour hood of the Vatican-the ignorance which had fastened like the nightmare, but with a firmer gripe, upon the courts of princes and the college of cardinals-there were a few individuals, who, with the solitary lamp at even, or the first streaks of daylight peeping through the narrow casements of the abbey, pursued the "noiseless tenor of their way," copying some precious relic of the olden time, embellishing some page of sacred story, or inditing some holy rhythm to cheer the palmer or the way-worn pilgrim on his road. It must be acknowledged that the proof is vastly greater with reference to the cultivation of sacred and ecclesiastical than profane literature, yet in no part of the intervening ages, between its fall in the sixth and its revival in the fifteenth century, do we lose sight of the masterspirits of Greece and Rome. The execution of a large number of manuscripts of their productionsthe references to them in the works of writers of the period which are still extant-afford abundant evidence that intellect was not so completely stultified as familiar representations would lead us to suppose. The fact is, as a modern author, but no incompetent judge, Mr. Isaac Taylor, has remarked, that reason, though misdirected, was not sleeping; philosophy was rather bewildered than inert and learning was immured, but not lost.

In accounting for the preservation of the time-honoured pages of the ancients amid the dangers of

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what may be called the middle passage, we are inclined to look favourably upon the various institutions of monachism. Though the offspring of a mistaken piety, and productive as it eventually proved of lamentable evils, the assumption and prevalence of the monastic life, contributed to secure an asylum for manuscripts by the erection of monasteries in which they were deposited, and to promote their preservation by transcriptions, in which task the monks assiduously engaged. Those religious edifices which still exist in ivy-clad ruins among us, hastening to total decay, are hence entitled, in some degree, to our respect, as having afforded to sacred and profane learning, a safe retreat in rude and barbarous ages. Most of them were founded antecedent to the complete literary degradation of Europe; and, fortunately, the MSS. of the fathers, the classics, and inspired writers, were deposited in the monastic libraries, when ignorance alike distinguished the prince, the bishop, the baron, and the peasant. Secluded from secular engagements within the walls of their abbeys, and oppressed with the monotony of unvarying ceremonials, the religious dissipated the listlessness of their inert mode of life, when unoccupied with the services of the altar, by revising, correcting, and copying; and had it not been for some such provision as this, much of sacred and profane writ must inevitably have perished in the rude and turbulent times, which immediately succeeded the establishment of monkery.

It was not, however, at its first institution that monachism was any friend to the cause of learning; the practice of the Essenes and Therapeutæ, in despising science as part and parcel of an unholy

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world, was adopted by some of the early Christian sodalities; and hence the recluses who do honour to the times of Bede and Bacon, disgrace the age of Hieronymus and Basil. It was amid the storms of Gothic invasion, when Europe submitted to barbarian mastership, that the monastery became a sanctuary for letters, and the conventual church attained any literary celebrity. It is not pretended that the majority of the monks had at any period any claims to learning; this was the portion only of a few; but the monastic rules enjoined upon all an employment in the highest degree friendly to the learning of which only the few could boast. Those rules also required that in each establishment the original number of the congregation should be maintained; and in the continual calls which were made upon the surrounding population to fill up the ranks of the church, some of these, existing in all communities, upon whom nature seems to have impressed from their birth "the pale cast of thought," would be enlisted in the service of the altar. The child of the noble, as well as one of plebeian blood, who preferred the lettered page to the sword and the tournament was immediately devoted to the cloister; the slightest development of a fondness for books was everywhere regarded as a call from the church to her banners; so that the taste and custom of the times give us reason to suppose that every monàstic society would have its individuals gifted with a thirst for knowledge, fond of a life of study, and assiduous in labour to perpetuate the productions of the classic ages. The situation of the abbeys was generally favourable to their conservative character, at a distance from the large towns and cities, so often given

over to sack and pillage in the times of feudalism. The religious houses were most frequently founded in some dell of shade and solitude, or mountain recess, or islandstudded lake-a far removal from the scenes of busy life was regarded as essential to that abstraction from terrestrial affairs and meditation upon the spiritual world which the early recluses sought; and even when disturbed in their retreat by the warrior or the bandit, the monastery was oftener spoiled of its sacramental plate and golden crucifixes, than of its rolls of parchment, vellum, or papyrus.

We know not if our readers have ever chanced to have been at Tintern, or Fountains, or Lochlevin, some fine evening in June, when the sun has been smiling benevolence upon the world as he left it behind the gray distant mountains, blessing the

"Bridal of earth and sky;"

but it is among our reminiscences to have been wandering among the old moss-grown ruins at the "witching hour,"

"when twilight steals In shadowy softness o'er each lake and tree,

And when from heaven the unfettered spirit feels

A calm that looks into futurity." And in such circumstances, instead of "looking into futurity" with the poet, we could not help thinking of the past, especially when imagination, as if playing the magician's part, or acting the resurrectionist, conjured up to the mind's eye a vision of the days of yore. The prostrate walls, among which we had been clambering, were reared by invisible hands; their ancient livery of damp and mould had vanished; the broken arches of the cloister had be

come rectangular, and a long line of grave personages peopled that venerable passage; some seated on stone benches, with writingyouths beside them; others walking in studious mood, overlooked the toil of the librarii; while others were intently conning an illuminated missal, or repairing a tattered scroll. Such was the outline of the scene, when a mouldering fragment, which we had loosened, roused by its fall the clamour of a colony of orthodox rooks, and

scrolls, books, and monks, and writers were gone, and we were alone amid the prostrate ruins, with the evening twilight deepened around us. Yet such we thought were monasteries in their best days! Such was Vivarium to Cassiodorus, St. Peter and St. Paul on the Tyne to Bede, Iona to Columb, and Croyland to Ingulph, the careful nurses and sedulous guardians of learning, not, as in later times, the picture-hung temple of the Apocalyptic Harlot!

"Meanwhile along the cloister's painted side,
The monks-each bending low upon his book
With head on hand reclined-their studies plied;
Forbid to parley, or in front to look,

Lengthways their regulated seats they took,
The strutting prior gazed with pompous mien,
And wakeful tongue, prepared with prompt rebuke,
If monk asleep in sheltering hood was seen;
He wary often peeped beneath that russet screen.

"Hard by against the window's adverse light,
Where desks were wont in length of row to stand,
The gowned artificers inclined to write;
The pen of silver glistened in the hand."

FOSBROOKE.

Du Cange has given us, in two lines, the equipment of the monkish writers;

Cingula simplicia, tabulas, et pecten acumque
Fila, stilum, cartas, encaustum, pennaculumque.

A modern aspirant after literary honours appearing in such a trim before the bibliopoles of Paternoster, would certainly create, in professional phrase, a sensation in the market" simple girdle, tablets, comb, needle, thread, a style, paper or parchment (chartas), ink, and a pencase." Our monks had, however, all the departments of book-making, stationery, and binding to perform for themselves, though what use they had for a "comb" in the business, especially where a "shaven head" was concerned, we cannot divine.

We have frequently been amused by the attempts of the ecclesiastics at poetry; and the number of poetical compositions of the monks of the middle ages, whose

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titles are given by Mr. Clarke, has particularly struck us. readers will believe us, who have conned these effusions, that they are very different from the sentimental sonnets of modern times, and would ill grace the pages of a fashionable annual, or the boudoir of a drawing room in the west. The muses of the monastery are not the graceful sylphs of Parnassus, but venerable grey-beards, swathed in sackcloth; immured beneath gothic arches, instead of haunting the silvery fountains; and far more familiar with the cowl and the missal than with the harp and lute. And yet we doubt not but that the visitations of the "mood divine" might as well have been experienced in the sombre cell as in the o o o

neighbourhood of the Heliconian spring; and we are by no means disposed to quarrel with those who sought the aid of the sacred Nine to relieve the tedium of monastic life.

“Would'st thou but view fair Melrose

aright,

Go visit it by the pale moonlight,”

is the direction of the northern minstrel, and if the stirrings of the mens divinior are now to be felt among its ruins, we shall not insult the shades of the grave personages in question, by sceptically disputing its influence in those golden times when the abbot was sleek and fair, the monks lazy and jovial, and the refectory emptied of its stores at morningmatins, mid-day, and curfew.

The taste for poetry of which we
are now speaking, cultivated by no
less a writer than Gregory Nazian-
zen, originated with the study of
the Augustan bards, whose produc-
tions, in spite of the woeful expe-
rience of Jerome, who, if we may
credit his own statement, was whip-
ped by angels for courting an ac-
quaintance with the heathen clas-
sics, were extensively read and imi-
At parte ex alia, qui vitulus modo
Lascivas saliens texuerat vias
Ut matrem subiit mot ibi morbido
Pestem traxit ab ubere.

Mater tristifico vulnere sancia,
Ut vidit vituli condita lumina,
Mugitus iterans ac misere gemens
Lapsa est et voluit mori :

Tunc tanquam metuens ne sitis aridas
Fauces opprimeret, sic quoque dum jacet
Admovit moriens ubera mortuo ;

Post mortem pietas viget.

The mass of ecclesiastical poetry is, however, dull and prosing

tated by the ecclesiastics of the fourth and fifth centuries. This is evident from the observance of the rules of Roman prosody in the Latin poetry of the monks. Victorinus, Juvencus, and Prudentius in the devotional poems in Latin verse—in fourth century, were the authors of the fifth century appear Sedulius, Dracontius, Sidonius, and Sulpicius Severus-and the next age presents us with the names of Arator, Columbanus, Alcimus, and Venantius Fortunatus. Many ecclesiastical poets appear in the seventh and subsequent centuries, most of whom, though they selected religious topics, attempted to mould their verses after the classical models, in which, it must be confessed, they very imperfectly succeeded. We subjoin a specimen of the poetry of Sulpicius, A. D. 401:

A Pastoral on the Death of his Cattle. A Poem describing a mortality among his herds; the remedy of the disease is stated toward the conclusion, to be signing the foreheads of the cattle with the sign of the cross. It is a very beautiful poem, as the following lines will in part testify :

"There too the calf which late
Wove in many a mazy round,

Its wanton gambols o'er the ground,
Quaffs from the spotted dug its fate!

Her tender youngling's closed eyes
Death-struck the sadden'd dam descries;
And bellowing, groaning, sinking, fain
Would die to join her love again!

Fearful, whether as there it lay
Unstirr❜d by living breath,

Lest thirst on its parch'd throat should

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