mtl)e€itpof3^rttigork THE LIBRARIES r MY EAELY LIFE It is hoped that this volume luill be followed shortly by another containing ' Annals of my Later Life ' — from my settlement in Scotland, 1847, to the present time. '~^ ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE 1806— 1846 WITH OCCASIONAL COMPOSITIONS IN LATIN AND ENGLISH VERSE BY CHAELES WOEDSWOETH, D.D., D.C.L. BISHOl' OF ST ANDREWS AND FELLOW OF WIXCHESTKR COLLEGE SECOND EDITION LONDON LONGMANS, GEEEN, AND CO. AND NEW YOKE: 15 EAST 16''' STKEET 1891 All rights reserved \(o - 145 3 2. PRINTED BY 3P0TTI8W00DK AND CO., NKW-STREET SQUARB LONDON ^ r TO THOMAS LEGH CLAUGHTOiN LATE BISHOP OF ST ALBAN's IN TOKEN OF A FRIENDSHIP WHICH HAS SURVIVED THE CHANGES AND CHANCES OF THREESCORE AND THREE YEARS YEARS NOTABLE FOR CHANGES OF ALL KINDS PUBLIC AND PRIVATE THESE ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE ARE AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED ^IDcritas' {Motto of the Wordsworth family) Hoc concede, Deus : nil ficti artisve dolosae, Nil nisi quod verum est prodeat ore meo. Nee satis id ; quod mens agitet, quod lingua loqiiatur Imbuat aethereo nectare verus * amor. ^DiGilans' {Motto of the Lloyd family, icith a cock for the crest) En ! capite erecto gallus cantuque salutat Aurorae rediens ex oriente jubar : Sic ego, Salvator, reditum bene corde parato Expectem, vigilans usque precansque,t tuum. January 1891 * 'Speaking the truth in loye'—Eph. iv. 15, t 'Watch and pray always' — Luke xxi. 36. GENEEAL INTRODUCTION I DO not know that I can better employ any leisure that may be granted to me during the short remainder of my days — being now near the end of my eighty-fourth year — than in looking back over the course of my past life, with the intention of recording its main occurrences ; and in this belief I pray that God may graciously vouchsafe to bless the undertaking which I now begin. The chief advantages which I promise myself from the performance of it (so far as I may be enabled to carry out the design) are these two. It will give me occasion, on the one hand, to reflect more fully and seriously than I might otherwise do upon what- ever I shall discover that I have done amiss, through wilful- ness, or negligence, or ignorance, and to ask God's pardon for the same in the spirit of true repentance ; and, on the other hand, to renew and deepen my thankfulness for the numberless mercies I have received from the Giver of all good, from my youth up until now, notwithstanding my great and utter unworthiness, of which I am sincerely and sadly conscious. I shall endeavour to be stTicilj truthful — according to my family motto — and strictly just in what- ever I may record : just to others and just also to myself; Tiii ANNALS OF MY EAKLY LIFE not shrinking from praise or blame when, to the best of my judgment, either may be due ; only, whenever I may be led to mention, or to allow others to mention, what may appear to tend to my own commendation, desiring never to forget that for any good thing done I owe both the will and the power entirely to the grace of God. So far the compilation of these memoirs has reference only to myself and to my own improvement. But the part which I have taken in various proceedings of more or less public interest, first as a Tutor at Oxford, then as a Master at Winchester, and. still more and for a much longer period since I was invited into Scotland, has been of sufficient importance to justify one in thinking that the record of my (experience, if communicated to the world, or even confined only to my family and friends, will not be without its use by supplying materials w4iich may command the interest or improve the knowledge of those who are to come after me. Rydal Lodge : June 29, 1890. ADVERTISEMENT TO THE PEESENT VOLUME After I had entered upon the task proposed in the fore- going Introduction, it was not long before I came to the conclusion that it would be desirable to divide the work into two parts, to be published separately — and that for more than one reason. In the first place, what now appears as the former part completes the record of my English life, as distinct from my life in Scotland ; and will naturally appeal for its interest, in great degree, to a different class of readers from those who may be interested by reading about the latter ; and the same will hold good, vice versa, of the record of my Scottish life. In the next place, the mixture of lighter material in this volume, such as was to be expected in memorials of early life, requires to be kept apart from the graver tenor of the narrative which will form the staple of the volume which (if I should be spared, and favoured with sufficient health and strength) is to follow it. And so, I shall wish this portion to be read, as having been written not by an octogenarian Bishop, but in the character of one who is scarcely half that age — of one who can throw himself back into the past with something of the sprightliness and elasticity of early days — a result X ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE which, it is hoped, the introduction of occasional Niigce Canorce written at the time may tend to promote — and with no claim to a position higher than that of a schoolmaster, w^iose occupation it had been hitherto, as a spiritual fisher- man, to catch — not men, but — boys. I venture, therefore, to request that my reader will judge it from that stand- point. If it should please God that we meet again, I shall hope to appear before him in a dress more appropriate to my present age. Meanwhile, what I have now written, while it may afford some entertainment, especially to the young, will not be altogether without its moral lessons for those who know how to look for them. It will tend to show, inter alia, that there is no difficulty which honest and diligent perseverance may not surmount, at least in some degree ; and that in every department of life it is the duty of us all — and not only of ' the Scribe instructed unto the kingdom of Heaven ' — to hring forth out of our treasure things new and old ; paying to the old (as I learnt to do at Oxford, but still more at "Winchester) all due reverence, and welcoming the new with cordiality and without suspicion, except so far as prudence and experience may seem to counsel caution. But I have another and still more serious appeal to make to the candour of my reader. In the course of com- posing this volume I have been repeatedly conscious that I was exposing myself to unkind reflections on the part of those who do not know me, from the frequency with which I have occasion to speak — and still more to suffer others to speak — of my own performances. Yes : so it has been ; but then, when I have considered the matter, I have felt that the danger was unavoidable. It lies in the nature of the work itself. Autobiography is, and must be, essentially egotistical. It may be a question how far it is right or desirable that ADVERTISEMENT TO THE PRESENT VOLUME xi it should be written at all — and here I can plead the request of others rather than my own choice — but if it is to be written, the author must he his oivn hero. Moreover, it follows that he will seek to place himself upon terms of familiarity with his readers — be they who they may, old or young, learned or unlearned, — and he will not scruple to presume upon their interest and sympathy in a way and to an extent which would not be admissible in any other species of writing. And if he has to quote letters of friends he must be content to see himself spoken of, it may be, in terms of praise which, if possessed of an ordinary share of modesty, it would be impossible for him to use in his own person. Without the insertion of such passages, however, the sketch which he professes to give would not be a com- plete or impartial one. As it is, I can honestly say, I have done the best I could to minimise this danger. I have been strictly scrupulous not to exceed the truth of the record in any case, taking the matter simply as it came to hand. I have never suffered its laudatory phrases to minister to feelings of self-conceit : I have endeavoured to regard them, as far as possible, as if they had been written of some other man. In a word, for myself, I have lived long enough not to lay much store by any earthly commendation, from whatever quarter it may come : only so far as it has en- couraged me to any good and useful work, looking back upon it with pleasure and with thankfulness ; and for my readers, I give them full liberty to discount on the score of friendship and partiality all compliments to myself, as much, or as little, as they please. I have never been in the habit of keeping a journal for any length of time ; but, so far back as from my Oxford days, I have been unwilling to destroy letters of friends, xii ANNALS OF MV EAnT>V LIFE without anticipating that I should ever have occasion to make the shghtest use of them ; and so I have preserved — almost uninterruptedly — a vast accumulation of such letters, which I have kept in good order from year to year. Of these I have availed myself, as far as seemed desirahle, in the present volume, without permission asked (except in one particular case) of the writers (who have doubtless forgotten their existence, as I have the existence of what I wrote to them) ; only taking care to confine myself to such extracts as I could feel morally certain they would themselves see again — and allow others to see — without displeasure. They will, I am sure, pardon the liberty I have taken for the sake of auld lang syne. It only remains to mention that, in consequence of a serious illness to which I was subject for some months, the appearance of this volume has been delayed longer than was hoped and intended. The delay has enabled me to add in a Postscrix>t some further remarks upon the * Oxford Movement,' which appeared to be called for by the posthumous publication (after my MS. had been sent to press) of Newman's * Letters ' and Dean Church's ' Keminis- cences.' They serve to render more complete what I have said upon that subject in the closing chapter of the volume. KiLRYMONT, St. Andrews : July 9, 1891. CONTENTS CHAPTER I. FROM MY BIRTH TO MY LEAVING HARROW. 1806—1825. Lambeth — Baptism — Bocking — Death of my Mother— Sunclridge — School at Sevenoaks — The Manning family — Harrow — Cricket matches with Eton — First visit to the Lakes — Mr. Canning — School prizes — First cricket match with Winchester — Letter from my grandfather Lloyd — Private study — Confirmation — Letter from godfather, Archbishop Manners Sutton— The Speeches — Eegret at leaving Harrow — Schoolfellows — Poetical Epistle to my Grandfather Lloyd — Subsequent visit to Harrow in 1865 with Lord Eollo — Schoolboy reminiscences of two Archbishops : Eichard C. Trench and Henry Manning CHAPTER II. FROM MY ENTRANCE AT OXFORD TO MY ELECTION TO THE SECOND MASTERSHIP AT WINCHESTER. 1825—1835. Differences between Cambridge and Oxford — Enter as commoner at Christ Church — Difficulty in obtaining rooms— System of educa- tion — University prize for Latin verse— College prize for ditto — Made student of Christ Church — Long Vacations at the Lakes, Guernsey, and Cuddesdon— Debate at the Union — Lent verses — Serious illness — Athletics — First cricket match with Cambridge — First rowing match — Letter to Charles Merivale — Tennis — PAGE xiv ANNALS OF MY EAKLY LIFE PAGE Skating — Competition for Ireland Scholarship— B. A. degree— First Class — Letter from my uncle- Fragments of Journal — Long Vacation in North Wales with Hope and Popham — Eooms in Tom Quad — Smoking chimney — Change of rooms— Invasion of mice — I'rivate pupils — William Gladstone — My interest in politics — Keform Bill— Debate in the Union — Letters from Gladstone, James Hope, Henry Manning, Walter Hamilton, Francis Doyle, Lord Lincoln, Thomas D. Acland, Charles Canning, Francis Popham — Latin essay prize — Visit to Scotland with Agar Eobartes— Eydal Mount — Election squib on Brougham— Southey's ' March to Moscow ' — Visit to Sir Walter Scott at Abbotsford with my uncle — Letter from Hope Scott — Oxford friends— The Tribes — Bachelors' club — Tutor to Lord Cantelupe— Travels on Continent — Denmark — Copenhagen — • Norway — Christiania — Excursion over Hardanger — Provost Hertzberg — Sweden — Stockholm — Northern Germany -- Greiswald — Berlin — Professors Bockh, Schleiermacher, Neander, Henning, Bekker — Strauss— Gymnasia — Dresden — Leipzig — Letters from Oxford friends— Keturn home — Visit to Paris — Engaged to be married — Ordained Deacon at Christ Church — Appointed by Dean Praelector Grascus, and Tutor — Candidate for second mastership at Winchester — Letter of con- gratulation on my appointment from my Uncle .... 35 CHAPTER III. FROM MY ELECTION AS SECOND MASTER AT WINCHESTER TO MY SETTLEMENT IN SCOTLAND. 1835—1847. Marriage — Four main points in school administration — (1) Kefokm in Greek Grammar — Confusion from different Grammars then in use — Communication with Dr. Hawtrey — First edition of my ' Eudimenta ' published by Murray — Adopted at Winchester, Harrow, and Eugby — Eeviewed by Eoundell Palmer in ' British Critic ' — Article for the ' Quarterly ' by my brother — The so-called Eton Greek Grammar proved to be a cast-off Grammar of West- minster — The publication of my Grammar transferred to Clarendon Press at Gaisford's suggestion — Long correspondence with Hawtrey — My Grammar adopted in 1866 by the head masters of the nine public schools — Scheme for the formation of a society for improvement and cheap publication of classical school books — (2) Eegulation for Private Prayers in College Chambers — History of its introduction — Sermons in chapel — Lectures pre- paratory to Holy Communion — Prefects accept and undertake to carry out my proposal for observance of evening private prayer — CONTENTS XV PAGE Preparation for Confirmation — Publication of ' Catechesis ' — (3) Instruction in Singing — Introduction of Hullah's system — Encouragements and the contrary — Three sermons on ' Commu- nion in Prayer ' — Letters from Archbishop Howley, Dr. Hook, Dean Butler of Peterborough, Dr. Hawtrey, Robert Scott, Mr. Norris, Edward Coleridge, &c. — (4) Participation in Games — Objects aimed at in intercourse with the boys — 'English Illustrated Magazine ' on Winchester — Improvement in school discipline — Midsummer holidays — Travels on the Continent — Birth of daughter — Death of my wife — Consolations — Death of my brother John — Miscellaneous notices of my life at Winchester— Emmeline Fisher — Ordained Priest — Letter from S. Wilberforce— Sermon on ' Evangelical Eepentance ' — Controversy to which it led — Letters from Archbishop Howley, W. E. Gladstone, H. Manning, E. W. Church, H. Norris, A. Grant, Isaac Williams — Intimate relations with the Warden — His character— Decline to come forward for mastership of Eugby on Dr. Arnold's death — In Switzerland with H. Liddell — Visits to the Lakes — My uncle on a letter of Moberly's in Stanley's ' Life of Arnold ' — My health begins to give way — Eetire to Brighton — To Leamington — Letters from H. Manning — Last year at Winchester — Eesignation of second mastership — Death of my father at Buxted — Notices of his life and character by Miss Fenwick, Lord Houghton, Lord John Manners, &c. — Letters of condolence from Archbishop Howley, Mr. Quillinan, Dr. Moberly, Mr. Anderdon, Eoundell Palmer, William Palmer, &c. — My farewell Winchester sermon — ' Christian Boyhood ' — Other publications — Occupy hired house at Winchester — Visit from Gladstone to induce me to accept wardenship of Glenalmond in Scotland — Second marriage — Travels in Italy, &c.— Eelations to the Oxford Movement — Pusey, Newman, Keble, &c. — Other influences — My father — his Charac- teristics as a Churchman — Previous movement at Cambridge under Charles Simeon 174 POSTSCRIPT. THE OXFORD MOVEMENT. 1833-184(5- Newman — Constant flux in his opinions — Proofs of this — ' Library of the Fathers ' — Scheme of ' Anglo-Catholic Library ' not liked by Ne\s'man or Pusey — Newman's Sermons at St. Mary's — The Move- ment did not produce at Oxford the effect generally supposed — Cause of the failure — Newman's charges against Eome not answered by him — Motives for his secession — Lesson to be learnt from the Movement 337 xvi ANNALS OF MY EAKLV LIFE APPENDIX. PAGK 1. PIarrow Prize Poem (Latin Alcaics) 1825, on the Death of Dr. Parr 357 2. Translation (English Verse) of the arove ry my Grandfather, Charles Lloyd, in his Seventy-seventh Year . . . 360 3. Oxford Prize Poem (Latin Hexameters) 1827, on Mexico . . 363 4. Oxford Prize Essay (Latin) 1881, on the Influence of Oratory AT Athens 370 5. ' Dulce Domum,' translated into English Verse in the same Metre as the Original at the Bequest of Mr. Hullah, 1843 393 6. KouNDELL Palmer's Verses on the 450th Anniversary of the Opening of Winchester College, 1843, translated into Greek Trochaics, 1846 396 NOTES TO THE APPENDIX 404 INDEX 411 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE CHAPTER I FROM MY BIRTH TO MY LEAVING HARROW — 1806-25 I WAS born at Lambeth on August 22 (7.30 p.m.), 1806, but I >vas not baptised till six months afterwards, viz. on February 19 of the following year.^ In the case of my younger brother, Christopher, the interval was still longer — born October 30, baptised June 29. Probably my mother, havmg been brought up as a Quaker, and herself not bap- tised (so I have been told) till the very day on which she was married to my father, was more indifferent about the matter than she might otherwise have been ; and my father, perhaps, was too much occupied with his duties as domestic chaplain to the Archbishop to be able to pay full attention to his own family concerns. Whatever the reason, so it was ; and to me, so far as I have thought about it, it has always been a cause of some uneasiness. It looks like a stumbling at the threshold, which even among the heathen was of bad omen.^ I may be deemed superstitious, but I * The baptism is registered both at Lambeth Palace (where it took place, see p. 5) and at Lambeth Church. 2 See Tibullus, Lib. i. Eleg. iii. 19 : O ! quoties, ingressus iter, mihi tristia dixi Offensum in porta signa dedisse pedem. 2 ANNALS OF MY EAliLY LIFE can well believe that from the first, as the result of baptism, a mysterious influence exists, which it is not wise to neglect, as thereby advantage may be given to evil tendencies. At all events, the requirement of our Church is plain and ex- press — ordering the curate of every parish to * often ad- monish the people, that they defer not the baptism of their children longer than the first or second Sunday next after their birth, unless upon a great and reasonable cause.' ^ And for two centuries and more after the Reformation this order appears to have been generally observed. The following are instances among many that might be found : Shakespeare : born April 23 (?), 1564 ; baptised April 2G. Thomas Wilson : ^ born Dec. 20, 1GG3 ; baptised Dec. 25. Samuel Johnson : born Sept. 18, 1709 ; baptised same day. Collins : born Dec. 25, 1721 ; baptised Jan. 1, 1722. Martin Routh :^ born Sept. 18, 1755 ; baptised Sept. 21. AYilliam Wordsworth : born April 7, 1770 ; baptised April 15. Of my family on the fathei-'s side nothing need l)e said. My uncle W^illiam, the poet ; my aunt Dorothy ; my uncle John, captain of the Abergavenny, East Indiaman, ship- wrecked and drowned in the year before I was born ; ^ my father, Christopher (to be mentioned presently), are all known to fame, and particulars concerning them and the * Eubric prefixed to Office of Private Baptism. 2 Afterwards Bishop of Sodor and Man. He mentions it among ' special favours ' that ' he had an early right to the covenant of grace, baptised by Mr. Sutherland,' from which it w-ould seem that attention to the rubric was already becoming more lax. And this is assumed, somewhat perhaps too unguardedly, by Mr. Keble, who remarks (see Life, i. 2) that ' the greatness of the day may have been a reason for anticipating the visual time of christening.' ^ President of Magdalen College, Oxford. Eldest of a family of thirteen, six sons and seven daughters, of whom three were baptised on the first day after birth, one on the second, four on the third, two on the fourth, and one on the fifth. ■' February 5, 1805. See Shipwrecks and Disasters at Sea, iii. 414, and ' Elegiac Verses ' to his memory in Wordsworth's Poems, p. 218, ed. 1888. THE LLOYD FAMILY 3 family at large are to be found in the biographies of the poet, and of my brother the bishop. The family of my mother, though less distinguished, was also rather a re- markable one. It has been traced to royal blood in King Edward I.^ My grandfather, Charles Lloyd, of Bingiey House, Birmingham, head of the banking firm of that name, a member of the Society of Friends, was well and widely known and esteemed as a man of singular simplicity and integrity of character, of great benevolence, and of literary tastes and acquirements unusual in a Quaker.^ He was a good classical scholar, and in his latter years employed his leisure in translating large portions of Homer (seven books of the Odyssey, and the 24th of the Ihad), and the Epistles of Horace, privately printed in 1810 and 1812 respec- tively. My uncle, his eldest son, also named Charles, being of a highly sensitive and delicate constitution, gave himself up entirely to literary pursuits ; •* was a good Italian scholar, as he showed by translating Allieri ; and wrote original poetry, which gained for him a niche in Lord Byron's * English Bards &c.' in association with Wordsworth (so that my two poetical uncles, paternal and maternal, are there combined), and also with Charles Lamb. Speaking of the former, the young peer was saucy enough to write : Whose verse, of all hut childish prattle void, Seems blessed harmony to Lamb and Lloyd — a piece of criticism which, it is needless to say, posterity has hitherto declined to endorse. When I was a boy, ' In Mr. Joseph Foster's Nohle and Gentle Families of Royal Descent, p. 14 sq., I am made a descendant, through my mother's family, of King Edward I. in the eighteenth degree. - There was an interesting notice of him in the Gentleman's Magazine, 1828. 3 In Professor Masson's De Quiticey, Charles Lloyd, then living at Brathay, near Ambleside, is described as ' a man loved beyond all expres- sion by all his intimate friends ' (p. 47). B 2 4 ANNALS OF MV EAliLY LIFE Bingley House, a comfortable mansion, with grounds about it of considerable extent, stood on the outskirts of Birmmg- ham. At my grandfather's death it was sold and pulled down, and the site and grounds have since been occupied by buildings and streets, which extend far beyond it ; but the name * Bingley ' still survives, attached to a spacious * Hall,' famous now for the political meetings on a gigantic scale often held in it by the friends and partisans of Mr. Chamberlain and other great political leaders. ' Mutat term rices ' — changes of which my dear old grandfather little dreamt when he was smoking his long clay pipe, as he invariably did every night before retiring to bed, over his dining-room fire. It was through friendship with Charles Lloyd junior wiien at Cambridge that my father found his way as a guest to Birmingham and Bingley House, and eventually chose his wife out of that large ^ and highly interesting Quaker family. He took his B.A. degree as tenth wrangler, and, being also a good classical scholar, he was elected a fellow^ of his college. Trinity. These distinctions led to his becoming private tutor to Charles Manners Sutton, son of the then Bishop of Norwich, and afterwards Archbishop of Canter- bury. Both father and son became his patrons, the former presenting him first to the living in Norfolk, Oby cum Thirne, upon which he married October 6, 1804, and soon after, when he had become Archbishop, making him one of his private chaplains (1805), and transferring him first to Woodchurch, Kent (1806), and then (1808) to the Deanery of Bocking, Essex, to which Monks-eleigh was added m 1812 ; the latter, w^hen elected Speaker, appoint- ing him to the chaplaincy of the House of Commons. ' My grandfather Lloyd had fifteen children, seven sons and eight daughters, of whom Priscilla, my mother, was the eldest. I am now (1890) the only survivor but one of that generation, either on the Lloyd or on the Worvlssvorth side. DEATH OF MY MOTHER 5 But to return to my own earliest days. I have spoken of my baptism. It took place in the private chapel of Lambeth Palace, my sponsors being the Archbishop (from whom I was named), my uncle the poet, and my aunt Mrs. Cookson, wife of Dr. Cookson, Canon of Windsor. My mother gave birth to six children, of whom three died in infancy, and she herself, alas ! at the age of thirty-three, in child- birth with the last, the only girl — an irreparable loss, which (especially having no sister, for the three survivors were all boys, and my father, as a widower, seeing little of ladies' society) I felt intensely throughout my early days ; so that I was wont to compare myself to fruit against a wall, ripened only upon one side. Happily, of later years I have enjoyed a compensating blessing ; my married life bringing me a family of eight daughters, besides five sons. Deo gratias ! As a testimony to my mother's character and the esteem in which she was held, the following anecdote deserves to be recorded, and not for her sake only, but for the credit of human nature. About five- and- thirty years ago — I forget the precise year, but I think it must have been 1856 — I was staying at Earl's Colne, near Halstead in Essex, in the house of Mrs. Gee, a lady well known for the muni- ficence of her deeds of Christian charity ; and having mentioned my desire to see Bocking again, where I had not been since I left it as a boy of nine years old, she kindly offered her carriage to enable me to drive thither, a distance of eight or nine miles. On my arrival I went at once to the church and to my mother's grave in the churchyard. I was surprised to see fresh turf laid upon it — in those days flowers had not come into fashion ^ — and upon inquiry ' October 6, 1815, when I was nine years old. - In this anecdote, as communicated by me to my brother Christopher's Life (p. 13), ' fresh flowers ' were mentioned ; but my eldest daughter, who was with me, and whose recollection of the circumstances is better than mine, has corrected the mistake. 6 ANXALS OF MY EAliLY LIFE I was told that this had continued to be done every year by an old woman, who cherished her memory, from the time of her death, more than forty years before. I have always regretted that, having still to visit the Deanery — the home of my childhood — and then to take the long return drive so as not to be too late for my kind hostess's dinner hour, I had no time to inquire further respecting this remarkable tribute of lasting gratitude. I was the second-born among my brothers, John being my senior and Christopher my junior, each by rather more than a year. ' Medio tutissimus ibis / ' And so I am now- the only survivor. Of my early extra-domestic education I have little to say, for in truth I remember very little, till I went to Harrow. It commenced wdth that of my brothers at a day school at Braintree, about a mile from Bocking. When my father left Bocking for the double preferment of Lambeth and Sundridge, given him by the Archbishop in 1815, it was carried on under Dr. Wilgress at Sevenoaks, about four miles from Sundridge ; my brother Christopher being at school there with me for a short time, and then joining my brother John at Woodford under Dr. Holt Okes, who was considered, I believe, a much superior master, especially as a classical scholar, so that they both had the advantage over me in that respect. And the same advantage was continued when, in 1820, they were both sent to Winchester, and I to Harrow. This arrangement was adopted, I believe, because my con- stitution was supposed to be weaker and more delicate than that of my brothers, and consequently less fit to undergo the rougher discipline then maintained at Winchester ; and Harrow was chosen not only as having the repute of a milder and more indulgent system, but as being near to Hampstead, wdiere resided Mrs. Hoare — wife of Samuel Hoare, head of the banking firm of that name in Lombard SCHOOLING AT SEVEXOAKS 7 Street — the best and kindest of ladies and of friends, who after our mother's death, having no children of her own, showed towards us all little less than a mother's care and afifection ; so that Hampstead became to us all a second, and in many ways more attractive, home. Her husband, like my grandfather Lloyd, was a Quaker — and a close friendship was maintained between them — but she herself was a consistent, pious Church woman. If I owed anything to my previous schooling at Sevenoaks it was that I there picked up the rudiments of Latin versification, in prepara- tion for Harrow, which has been as a possession to me throughout my life ; and that I learned to play cricket, and to take an interest in the game — an interest w^hich I still retain. Kent was then the foremost cricketers' county, and Sevenoaks a cricketing centre, and when matches were played on the well-known ' Vine ' ^ ground, we schoolboys, marshalled by the usher, w^ere taken to see them, Dr. Wil- gress himself sometimes making one of an eleven. Dull as my memory then was, it enables me to recollect — and per- haps it is the pleasantest reminiscence of those days which I can recall — that once when we were playing a game in our school ground, I made a good catch, and that the Doctor happening to see it, as he was standing just then at his study window, threw me out a sixpence as a reward for my dexterity, and an encouragement to future achievements in the same line ! During the time that my father held the living of Sun- dridge (1815-20) he enjoyed the advantage of having as his chief parishioners the family of Mr. Manning, a well-known • The Sevenoaks Vine Club and the Hambleton Club, both formed about 1750, appear to be the oldest known. The Marylebone Club dates from 1787 (see Lillywhite's Cricket Scores, i. xvi). The oldest score on record is that of a match between Kent and All England, played in the Artillery Grounds, London, 1746, when Kent won by one wicket (see ibid. p. 1). 8 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE Director of the Bank of England, and Member of Parliament. Mr. Manning had purchased the fine house and estate of Coombe Bank shortly before my father succeeded to the living, and I well remember his saying that now my father had become rector of the parish he considered the value of his property much increased ; a compliment not less credit- able to the layman who paid ' than to the clergyman who received it. The eldest daughter of that family was married to Mr. Anderdon, the good ' Layman' who wrote the Life of Bishop Ken. And thus it was that in early boyhood I became acquainted with Henry Manning, now Cardinal Archbishop of Westminster — an acquaintance ripened into friendship, first at Harrow, where we were schoolfellows, though I was somewhat the senior, and afterwards at Oxford, and still maintained, I believe I may say, by mutual affec- tion and occasional correspondence, though not (unhappily) for very many years by actual intercourse. But of this more hereafter. Early in 1820 my father, on the recommendation of the Archbishop, was appointed to the Mastership of Trinity, Cambridge, by the then Prime Minister, Lord Liverpool,^ and thereupon gave up Lambeth and Sundridge, receiving in exchange the living of Buxted with Uckfield in Sussex. And after the midsummer of that year my two brothers entered upon their more advanced school life as commoners at Winchester, and I'upon mine at Harrow. My tutor was - I find the following among my father's papers : 'June 28, 1820. ' My dear Brother, — Lord Lonsdale informs me that Lord Liverpool assm*ed him yesterday that the Mastership of Trinity would not be disposed of without consulting the Archbishop of Canterbury. ' Ever your affectionate Brother, ' W. W.' It was rumoured that Monk, then Greek Professor, was to have the mastership, and the Duke of York had actually congratulated him upon his appointment. LIFE AT HARROW 9 William Drury, and, in order that I might be well taken care of, I was lodged at the house of a most motherly dame, good and kind Mrs. Leith. There was, I suppose, some ground for the parental anxiety on account of my health, to which I have referred. I used to suffer, not unfrequently, from bad headaches — which did not leave me till I was long past middle age — and I remember that Bowen, our Harrow doctor, once told me he did not believe I should live to be twenty ; but this was probably because I did not pay suffi- cient attention to his wholesome warnings against exposure to bad weather, and my pursuit of athletic exercises, which, it must be confessed, was rather excessive even for a more vigorous youth. I took intense pleasure in games of all kinds, doubtless chiefly for their own sakes ; but in some measure too for the sake of the distinction which success in them among boys — and, as the world now goes, among men and women too — never fails t-o bring with it. Happily in the school work at Harrow there was also a counter stimulus in the prizes given almost too freely, and consequently in the distinction gained, for composi- tion, especially in Latin verse. And hence it came to pass that the interest of my five years spent at Harrow turns almost entirely upon what I did in each of those two departments. To speak first of the games, which ought, of course, to have been our Trdpspja, though I am not sure they were so regarded, at least by the boys themselves ; masters and tutors, though they did not slight, but rather encouraged, had not begun to place them on a par with, or even above, intellectual achievements. Cricket, racquets, and football were the chief sports, and skating in the winter when the weather allowed. During each of my five years I was in the eleven, and the last year or two virtually captain. I say * virtually ' because, strictly speaking, there was then 10 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE no head, the management bemg m the hands of three (so- called) ' club-keepers,' of whom I was one durmg three years, 1823-25. In my first year, 1821, the idea of a match with Eton was first mooted, and everything was arranged for the meeting to take place on the Eton ground; even the postchaises ordered in which we were to have driven over, the distance being, I think, under twenty miles ; when a messenger came to say that Keate, the head master, had forbidden the match. To prevent a similar disappointment the next year, the match was fixed to take place at Lord's. In that first ^ regular encounter between the two schools — an encounter continued annually ever since — my left-hand bowling (I batted right-handed) proved so successful, and was regarded by our opponents as so formidable, that in the following year, knowing that I was to be against them again, they endeavoured to find a professional who could bowl left-handed, to give them the practice which they considered necessary to prevent their being defeated a second time. We were not slow to follow their example, and so had a professional down from Lord's for the season ; Mr. Anderdon, Manning's brother-in-law, kindly under- taking to defray the expense. This, I believe, was the first instance of the introduction of coaching professionals (not, in my opinion, a desirable institution) at our public schools. The Eton and Harrow match soon became celebrated, and other public schools were anxious to enter into the lists ; a circumstance which brought to me, as supposed ' I call it the ' first regular encounter ' because it is doubtful whether the two matches which are recorded to have taken place previously at Lord's — viz. in 1805, when Eton won, and in 1818, when Harrow won— were matches of the genuine school elevens. In the former Lord Byron played on the Harrow side, and scored 7 and 2. In Lillywhite's Cricket Scores, my name is mentioned among ' amateur cricketers educated at Harrow,' and the next name to it is that of Lord Byron. See vol. i. p. xxv. LIFE AT HARROW 11 captain of our eleven, letters of challenge from other schools besides Eton, viz. Eugby, Charterhouse, and Winchester. Nothing came out of the correspondence with the two former ; but in 1825 a match with Winchester for the first time was arranged to take place at Lord's on the day after our match with Eton : their eleven had proposed to come to Harrow the year before, but our head master, Dr. Butler, following Keate's example in 1821, forbade us to receive them. That match was memorable because the names of two brothers were to be seen placarded in the printed bills opposite each other's at the head of their respective elevens, both being C. Wordsworth — * C in the one case standing for Charles, and in the other for Christopher. In the latter case, however, Christopher was not actually captain, nor was he one of their best batsmen, though excellent in the field ; but his name was placed at the top as being senior in the school. At the same time it must be added that in his score of runs on that occasion he was very successful — much more successful than his brother Charles,^ the Harrow captain, who had to bowl against him. The truth is, he quite understood my bowling, which happened that day to be at its worst, and he cut it about very unmercifully ! But what pleased him most, and what he always liked to tell of, when the events of that game were recalled to mind in his later years, was, that it had been his good fortune to * catch out Henry Manning,' ^ who in that year formed one of our Harrow eleven. ' Though unsuccessful, as usual, at Lord's (my score was 17 and 5), for the reason mentioned below (p. 22), I find it stated, in a letter of mine to my brother Christopher (July 12, 1825), that 'I had got nearly double the number of runs of any other player ' at Harrow during the season. 2 So he said, and I cannot suppose that his memory, which was re- markably good, was at fault ; but in the printed reports of the match the entry stands : ' Manning, first innings— b. Templeton, 6 ; second innings — b. Price, 0.' It is to be remarked, however, that the record of the next batsman appears thus : ' Barclay, first innings — b. Bayley, 17 ; second 12 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE Before I quit the subject of cricketing at Harrow, there are three or four incidents which stand out in my memory in connection with it, and which, for one reason or other, may deserve to be recorded. 1. My first incident is probably a unique one. On one occasion, as I was batting, I knocked the umpire down with a leg hit. Seeing the stroke I was about to make, he turned round ; the ball hit him on the back, and bounded off into the wicket-keeper's hands. Naturally enough, he gave me out ! and out I went — but under protest. The ball, it is true, had not touched the ground ; but if the umpire had not served as a twelfth man in the field, it would not have been caught. What would Dr. Grace or Lord Harris say to this ? 2. On another occasion I was myself in the field, stand- ing rather too close at point. A ball was hit sharp at right angles, and before I had time to put up my hand to stop it, it knocked off my low broad-brimmed straw hat and went on its course for three runs — a narrow escape of what, had the ball come an inch or two lower, might have been instant death, or at least have marred or disfigured me for life. Deo gratias I 3. On a third occasion, when an eleven of the Marylebone Club had come down to play against us, including Mr. William W^ard, M.P. for the City of London, and then uni- versally acknowledged to be the best gentleman player in England, I had the good fortune to bowl him out before he had made more than three runs, whereas till then fourteen had been his smallest score during the season. In the second innings of that same match I had the good fortune to bowl not less than seven wickets. 4. The most memorable of these few incidents of my innings — c. Wordsworth, 4 ; ' so that my brother's name may have been misplaced. See his Life, i. 33. LIFE AT HARROW 13 Harrow cricketing days has been reserved for the last.^ It was on the occasion of my first visit to the Lakes in 1822. My father had rented * Ivy Cottage ' (as it was then called, now Glen Eothay), close to Rydal Mount, and I had joined him there to spend my midsummer holidays. One after- noon, quite (I believe) unexpectedly, a carriage drove up, containing Mr. Bolton of Storrs, the well-known Liverpool merchant, and Mr. Canning, who had just been appointed Governor-General of India, and had come to jDay a farewell visit to the friend who had been one of his chief supporters in his Liverpool elections. They had driven over from Storrs, Mr. Bolton's residence on Windermere, to invite my uncle and Southey, then at Rydal Mount, and my father to return with them to dinner and stay the night. "While my father went upstairs to arrange his toilette for the evening, I had the honour of showing the great orator and statesman into the garden — a beautiful spot — and he walked by my side with his arm upon my shoulder (I was then a boy of sixteen) listening in the kindest manner and with keen interest to all the particulars I had to tell respecting the grand cricket match — then a novel occurrence^ — between Eton and Harrow which had been played only a few days before, and in w^hich I had taken such a prominent part, wath the result of defeat to Eton and victory to Harrow ; Canning's own sympathies of course being with the former, though he was too generous to disclose them. I need not say how much I was charmed with the simple grace and condescension of his manner. It was perhaps, in its small measure, the proudest moment of my young life. Only a few days later came the intelligence that Lord Castlereagh had committed suicide. The event caused Canning to give up his appointment to India, and opened the way first » This incident is told in my ' Chapter of Autobiography ' which appeared in the Fortnightly Bevieiv for July 1883. - See above, p. 10. 14 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE to his succeeding him as Foreign Secretary and eventually (1827) to his becoming Prime Minister. How httle could I then foresee that before many years had passed I should become intimate at Oxford with his son Charles James Canning, who did go out as Governor to India ! Of the other games and athletics before mentioned, I remember nothing worthy of record, except that in skating on the lake at ' Northwicks ' I had once a very narrow escape from drowning. I had another escape of the same kind afterwards at Oxford.^ I was too bold and venture- some as a skater. For both deliverances I ought to feel, and I desire to express, sincere and devout thankfulness to the merciful Providence which in those and other instances has so long spared and protected me. I may now proceed to the other subject of interest to me at Harrow which, as I have said, afforded happily a strong counter stimulus to that of games. The encouragement given to Latin versification throughout the school was very great, and on the whole very beneficent. Of the exercises * sent up for good,' specimens of each were read aloud by the head master when he examined the class once in every month or six weeks. But besides this and the prize books given, for every such exercise a boy was entitled to apply to his tutor or dame for a certain douceur in money, vary- ing from half a crown to half a sovereign, according to his position in the school. In my day there were only three greater (or * governors' ') prizes given annually. I call them greater to distinguish them from the lesser prizes given for ordinary verse exercises ' sent up for good.' Of these prize books I possess ten, so that I must have been * sent up for good ' thirty times, a book being given by the head master for every three ' copies ' so distinguished. Of the greater prizes given by the governors, and consisting each of books to the ' See below, p. 62. LIFE AT HARROW 15 value of five pounds, one was for Latin hexameters, another for Latin alcaics, and the third for a translation into Greek iambics, similar to the Cambridge Porson Prize. The successful compositions were recited by their authors on the second, which was the principal. Speech Day. In 1823 I tried for the Latin hexameters, on the subject of ' The Eaising of Lazarus,' but without success. My kind dame, Mrs. Leith, having heard of my unsuccess- ful attempt, made me a present of a book, a nicely bound copy of Milman's ' Fall of Jerusalem,' in solatium. In 1824 I tried for the alcaic ode, on the subject of * Africa Mauro perfusa Oceano,' and succeeded. In 1825 I tried for all three, and again won the Latin ode, ' On the Death of Dr. Parr ; ' and also came in second as a proxime accessit, and was complimented by the head master with a handsome present of books for each of the other two. My more successful competitor, w^ho gained both, was Arthur Martineau, captain of the school, while I w^as second ; and I have no doubt he fully deserved to beat me. He was no athlete, and had probably given more time to his produc- tions than I had done. Nevertheless, the result was a dis- appointment, and all the more because one of the masters, who had seen both Martineau' s compositions and mine, had been so indiscreet as to let it be known that he * expected Wordsworth to get all three prizes.' Of my own two successful compositions, I am tempted to preserve the latter (see Appendix, p. 357), though it possesses no great merit ; a defect w^iich my vanity inclines me to impute, in some degree at least, to the character of the subject, which, it must be owned, did not lend itself readily to poetical treat- ment, as the reader by whom Dr. Parr may be still re- membered as the Whig and clerical counterpart of Dr. Johnson, on a smaller scale, with his habitual lisp, and pipe in his mouth, will readily admit. The ode of the 16 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE preceding year was better perhaps in some respects ; it was certainly more vigorous.* The following letter of my grandfather Lloyd will be found curious and interesting from more than one point of view. Although in regard to the time at which it was written, viz. in November of 1825, it more properly belongs to my Oxford life, and therefore to the next chapter, I insert it here because it relates to the Harrow Prize Poem ' On the Death of Dr. Parr,' of which I have just been speaking. The translation mentioned will also be found in the Appendix, p. 360. Birmingham : 4.11'"°, 1825. Dear Char es, — I thank thee for thy acceptable letter, and for the little book of Prize Poems. Thine pleased me much, and as the editor of the Warwick newspaper (who had inserted thy poem two months ago) wished for a translation, I ventured to attempt it, though my mind was irresolute about suffering my translation to be printed. I, however, gave way to the editor's wishes.^ I hope thou thinkest I have done it faithfully, though I purposely omitted to translate ' choreas,' thinking that it did not suit a clergyman's character : in Latin it did very well. I ordered a newspaper to be sent to thee at Harrow (not knowing of thy removal to Oxford), and I hope it was forwarded to thee. Thou hast probably heard that thy excellent aunt Anna Braithwaite ^ is gone on a second religious visit to America ; her husband accompanied her ; and I am anxiously expecting a letter from her to inform me of their safe arrival at New York. [Added in the margin : ' Since writing this letter I have received a letter from my dear daughter informing me of her and her husband's safe arrival at New York after a very stormy passage. The Bishop (I believe of Canada) was one of the passengers, and was most kind and attentive to her.'] ' I made a translation of it into English verse at the request of my good dame, Mrs. Leith, but I have preserved no copy of it. "^ It did not appear with his name, but bore the signature of ' Amicus ' — a friend. 3 She lived at Kendal. The Braithwaites (then Quakers), as well as the other members of the large Lloyd family, are now nearly all Church people. LIFE AT HARROW 17 We should be glad to see thee and thy brothers at Bingley. I am old,^ and cannot enliven you as I could have done some years ago, but I would do my best. I hope the temptations of Oxford will not lead thee astray. Remember that the crown of eternal happiness ' vincenti dabitur,' and that if any man will be Christ's disciple, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily, the consequence of which will be such peace as the world can neither give nor take away. In respect to maxims of morality, they abound in the writ- ings of Cicero, and many of the ancient philosophers both Greek and Latin, but none of them have the unction of the Gospel. How excellent are these lines of Horace : Quisnam igitur liber? Sapiens sibi qui imperiosus, Quem neque pauperies, nee mors, nee vincula terrent, Responsare cupidinibus, contemnere honores Fortis, et in se ipso totus teres atque rotundus. I wish to know how thou likest Oxford, and how thou art going on with thy learning. I have hitherto had great comfort in all your conduct, and hope I shall never have occasion for pangs of heart on your account. I had a very kind letter from my dear friend Sarah Hoare, with as good an account of her mother and herself as could be expected considering their great loss.^ I feel the loss of my dear friend much. We had been intimately acquainted for fifty years. I hear that my neighbour and friend, Dr. John Johnstone, is writing a life of Dr. Parr, in which I expect will be inserted many of his unpublished works. Dr. Johnstone likes thy poem, and I believe was not displeased with my translation. 1 attended a very large and genteel meeting here lately, being the anniversary of the deaf and dumb estabhshment. The Bishop of Lichfield and Coventry (Dr. Ryder) was in the chair, who was very attentive to me. The Committee unanimously requested me to move the first resolution, which with difiidence I did, and everybody seemed to be much pleased with what I said. How times are changed ! A Quaker to take the lead when a Bishop ^ He was then seventy-seven, and died three years afterwards. 2 The death of her father, Mr. Samuel Hoare. The mother here men- tioned was her stepmother, Mr. Hoare's second wife, our most kind friend, before mentioned. (See p. 6.) C 18 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE was in the chair, supported by many clergymen. I think the Bishop is an excellent man. With dear love and kindest good ^vishes, I am thy affectionate grandfather, Charles Lloyd, Charles Wordsworth, Christ Church College, Oxford. Can anything be more delightful than the naivete of the last short sentence ? The dear, good old man ! Being now older than he was when he died, I may be excused for speak- ing thus. Hitherto in these reminiscences the impression, I sup- pose, has been conveyed that, with the exception of some attention paid to composition, especially of Latin Verse, we Harrow boys, in regard to profitable study, had for the most part an idle time. But a letter of mine written to my brother Christopher, February 17, 1824 (which he had preserved, and which is now before me), would seem to show that this was not altogether the case ; that some of us at least were capable of diligence, though only perhaps by fits and starts. The following is an extract : It is now Satm'day night, and I have come to the conclusion of as industrious a week as I ever spent in my life ; having done 120 Latin hexameters — subject, ' Bull Bait ' ; a Latin theme, fifty lines; a translation; lyrics, nineteen stanzas; besides thirty lines of Juvenal construed and learnt by heart every day — only this very night, since six o'clock, I have learnt 120 lines. . . . FeUows have taken it into their heads to sajj terribly hard this quarter. Some do six or seven chapters of Thucydides, others of Herodotus, others Greek Play — besides Juvenal, Livy, Tacitus, &c. — every day, extra ! (That means beyond the ordinary school work.) Some have soared so far into the clouds as to read Aristophanes ; for the joke's sake, it must be the Nubes. It is true the same letter does not end without telling somewhat of a different tale. LIFE AT HARROW 19 The day I wrote to you last was Sunday fortnight. The next day, Monday, being a whole hoKday, I went to town with Trench^ early in the morning to play at tennis. Played two hours, and had to pull out eighteen shillings between us. Dined at Trench's, and returned here that night. The advantage you see of being at Leith's ! A hundred to one if I could have got leave at any other house without a note. Again : Another letter to my brother, March 23, 1825, speaks of works of supererogation which are fairly creditable. This, you know, has been a very short quarter (between Christmas and Easter); so I hope you will think I have acquitted myself tolerably, having read through two Greek plays — (Edipus Tyrannus and Alcestis — and havmg learnt by heart a Georgic, horis suhsGcivis ; especially as for more than the last fortnight I have not been able to open a book through a horrible succession of headaches, nan sine tussibus. It will be observed that both the foregoing reports refer to a time of year when cricket was not going on. In the winter months we had our football matches, between two and four on holiday afternoons, but that game did not engross our energies in the same degree. The absorbing interest which now attaches to it is of comparatively recent growth. What now occurs to me is a trifling matter, scarcely worth mentioning ; and yet it recalls the most enduring memorial of my Harrow Kfe. I was an adept in cutting out names — more so, I believe I may say, than any other boy in the school ; and the accomplishment was attended with some little eclat, the oak panelling in the old schoolroom affording ex- cellent material for its display. Tokens of my skill are to be seen in my own name, cut out more than once, and in * Francis Trench, elder brother of the late Archbishop. c 2 20 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE the names of E. H. Fitzherbert, C. Perry (late Bishop of Melbourne), and others. Byron's, Sheridan's, and Jones's (Sir William) are among the most celebrated that adorn the walls. It was half-suggested to me by Dr. Butler to cut out Temple's (Lord Palmerston's), but seeing that, for some reason or other, I did not act upon the hint, he employed a carpenter to do it, as had been recently done in other instances of men who had become distin- guished after they had left school. This to my mind was scarcely legitimate, as the interest of such names (like that of * Thos. Ken ' in the Cloisters at Winchester) consists in their bemg looked upon as autograj^hs, or at least engraved, if not by the boy himself, by some friend or con- temporar3^ But to come now to more serious matters. In my day there was no School Chapel at Harrow. That good work was first accompHshed when my brother Christopher (in succession to Longley, who succeeded Butler) had become head master. We attended the parish church — so beauti- fully situated on the crown of the hill— and were stowed away, most of us, in close and unsightly galleries, little tending to promote in us a habit of piety or of attention. And in other respects — though prayer, morning and evening, was offered in school ; and in my own boarding house good Mrs. Leith read prayers, at which we were all required to attend, every evening before bed-time ; and thus a certain amount of outward decorum generally prevailed — it cannot be said that our religious training was sufficiently attended to. We should have been happier if we had been less indulged, and kept in better order. Why should we fear youth's draught of joy, If pure, would sparkle less ? Why should the cup the sooner cloy Which God hath deigned to bless ? LIFE AT HARROW ~ 21 I was confirmed on May 14, 1824, by my godfather the Archbishop, Harrow bemg a pecnhar of the diocese of Canterbury. The next day, with his usual considerate kindness, he wrote the following letter, found among my father's papers : Lambeth Palace : May 15, 1824. Dear Wordsworth, — I confirmed at Harrow yesterday, and saw my godson. He had greatly distinguished himself at speeches the day before. Dr. Butler assured me that he was altogether the best speaker of the day.^ The Doctor says he is excellent in the school business, and pre-eminent in gymnastic exercises. I could not help troubling you with this short note, Fronj, dear Wordsworth, your faithful friend and servant, Oantuar. I cannot remember whether the Archbishop gave us an address ; if he did I am afraid it made no impression, and previously there had been little or no preparation of the candidates. All that my tutor did for me was to ask whether I could say the Catechism ; to which I answered in the affirmative ! In no case, so far as I can remember, was Confirmation followed up by the reception of Holy Communion ; m short, as regards the school, it was, I fear, a thing unknown. This is melancholy. The present generation have great reason to be thankful that in this, as in other respects, things are very different now. My performance on the Speech Day, to which the Arch- bishop refers, requires some explanation. At that time there were three Speech Days, one in each of the three months of the summer quarter ; and that in May must have been the first. The monitors, that is, the ten upper- most boys of the school, had to speak on each of those occasions, together with five out of the fifteen next in order ; so that each of these latter spoke only once. The drilling of ' My speech was the well-known reply of the elder Pitt, when a young man, to Sir R. Walpole. 22 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE the speakers, as well as the choice of the speeches, was en- tirely in the hands of the head master ; and it must be said that Butler did it admirably. Though somewhat too slight and short in figure for the great parts of Tragedy, he would have made a first-rate actor, and of this he was not perhaps altogether unconscious. Of muny of the boys of course he could make very little or nothing ; but if any one was in- clined to take pains, and showed some aptitude as a speaker, there can be no doubt that the lessons which he gave us both in action and in elocution could not fail to be of real service. In my own case there was a peculiar disadvantage — I will not say to be. overcome, for that I believe was impos- sible, but — to be encountered and borne with. Even in rehearsals, when no one else was present, the Doctor said he had never seen a boy so nervous, and he actually pro- posed to put me through a course of bark ! The weakness was constitutional (inherited, I suspect, from my mother, though I do not think either of my brothers suffered from it in the same degree), and it has attended me through life. In cricket its effect was such that I could never hope to do myself justice, or to make a good score in any great or exciting match. Even now in preaching — except on quite ordinary occasions, and where I am well known — it affects me pain- fully ; though no one, I believe, is able to discover it. That it should have rendered me very averse from platform and such-like appearances is only natural ; but this is perhaps no very serious cause for regret. When such appearances have been unavoidable, I have generally, from fear of failure, taken care to be well prepared ; although, when it has so happened that I have had to speak without the possibility of preparation, I have succeeded, I believe, as well as, or better than, at other times. But to return to our Harrow Speeches. It is true, coming so often as they did, they inter- fered in some degree with the ordinary business of the school, LIFE AT HARROW 23 and took up perhaps more of the time of the head master than he could well spare. But considermg how valuable is the acquirement of the habits, not only of presence of mind, of confidence, and self-possession, but of a ready and distinct, and if it may be, graceful utterance, I doubt whether it was wise to reduce the three annual Speech Days to one, as has been the case since Butler's time. Or at least I would suggest, as the result of my own experience, both in myself and in others, that the practice of elocution should in some way or other be made a part of our education, more than (so far as I know) has yet been done. In an age like this, continually tending towards democracy, and when almost everyone is becoming more or less a public speaker,^ to say nothing of the constant necessity of public reading and preaching on the part of the clergy, we need to have some- thing to correspond with the ancient schools of Khetoric at Athens and at Kome.^ I left Harrow with intense regret. It was the fashion for the upper boys on leaving to compose a Vale in verse English or Latin. Mine was in English, and founded, as regards metre, upon Byron's ' Fare thee well.' It was com- mended by Butler and read over in school ; but I preserved no copy of it. I regarded it as a poor performance, my mind at the time being much more full of the two cricket matches, against Eton and against Winchester, which were to come on at Lord's within the following three or four days, than of the success of my composition. How great then was my surprise when, as I was paying a visit in Gloucestershire ^ It is recorded of Sir Stafford Northcote {Life of Lord Iddesleigh, i. 106) that, at the age of thirty-three, he took lessons in elocution from Wigan the actor. This he need not have done if he had been trained to speak at Eton. 2 If, as Eoger de Coverley (i.e. Addison) ' heartily wished,' the clergy are to ' endeavour after a handsome elocution, they must begin at school.^ Spectator, No. 106. See also in No. 147 a remark by Steele to the same effect. 24 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE eight years afterwards, a young lady in whose father's house I was staying, showed me the identical verses transcribed in her album ! How she had obtained them I do not re- member. The incident moved me to compose the following imj)rom2Jtu : On seeing in Miss L 's album a copy of verses which were loritten by me on leaving Harrow^ and beginning ' Fare thee well.' * The evil that men do lives after them : ' The nonsense that boys write full oft survives To shame the judgment of maturer years : — Or surely these poor despicable rhymes Had long since perished ! — * Harrow, fare thee well ! ' Fare but as well as this my wish has fared, This unfledged offspring of my boyish muse, Rescued too fondly from oblivion, Honoured by praise of ladies' lips, embalmed By fairest hands in wii and beauty's shrine ; Mayst thou but /are for thy deserts, as I For vile demerits have too richly fared, Then great, surpassing great, shall be thy glory ! All that is lovely and of good report Shall wait upon thee : Memory guard thy name : Celestial grace and bright-eyed honour vie To crown thee still with laurels ever green, And flowers undying till the end of time. "When the time came that the midsummer holidays were over, and the school was to reassemble, for several nights I was tantalised with dreams in which I fancied I had re- turned once more to the scene and companions I had loved so well. I seemed to realise that I had been happier there than I could ever hope to be again. Not that my happiness would have borne the test of a strictly moral scrutiny, and still less of a religious one. It had not indeed made me proud or conceited ; but there was in it, I fear, no suffi- cient consciousness of Him to Whom I owed it. I was not LIFE AT HARROW 25 thankful as I ought to have been. In school, as I was second in the order of the sixth (the highest) form, so as a scholar I was only second in distinction to the one boy who was above me, while out of school I "wsls facile princeps. In short, as a boy I was a greater man that I have been at any subsequent period of my life.^ Among the friends whom I left behind, and who in due time were to follow me to Oxford, was Henry Manning, to whom I sent a present of a cricket bat with a poetical epistle ; and I received from him in return a similar epistle in twelve stanzas. It is curious that I should have preserved them, for there was certainly no reason at that time to entertain any presentiment of the distinguished reputation w^hich the writer subsequently won for himself, and still less of the extraordinary eminence which he has now attained ; and the verses themselves are a mere schoolboy's production. It may suffice to give one or two specimens. I, Harrow : Sept. 12, 1825. Dear Charles, I hope you'll make some small allowance, Being a poet of the brightest rate ; You would, I'm sure, be kind, if you could know once What pains I've taken to write verse of late. II. The bat that you were kind enough to send. Seems (for as yet I have not tried it) good ; And if there's anything on earth can mend My wretched play, it is that piece of wood. There is a pleasing humility in that last sentiment, though I think it will be felt that the youthful bard — the future Cardinal — ^jumps at his conclusion somewhat hastily, and upon evidence altogether insufficient. ' See Christian Boyhood, ii. 222. 26 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE I add the P.S., which runs as follows ; The current story hereabout Sayeth that thou, old boy, art dead. Pray, write a word that thou art stout, And satisfy us on that head. I feel that I am in great measure responsible for this attempt of Mannmg's, as it appears that I had previously written to him a letter in verse. As a boy I was fond of writ- ing poetical epistles, and so provoked my correspondents to do the same. In my brother Christopher's 'Life,' Vol. I. p. 24 sq. there is a youthful composition of his which begins : Your epistle, dear Charles, gave us all so much pleasure, So charming the verse, that now I have leisure. With your letter before me, I sit down to try, To excel not e'en hoping ; but halt, by the bye, Well, now I remember an old Roman poet Says just what I mean, so his words here I quote : If to see them you wish, pray look in the note.^ In both those cases I have entirely forgotten not only what I wrote, but that I had written it. WTiereas I do remember writing a long verse epistle to my cousin Dora at Eydal Mount, descriptive of my return journey from the Lakes with my father in 1822 ; also to Francis Popham, of Life and Society at Brighton in 1825 ; also (in Latin) to Henry Denison from Cambridge in 1828 ; also (in Latin) to John Thomas from Cuddesdon in 1829 ; also to Walter Hamilton, of the scenery in North Wales and my ascent of Snowdon, in 1831 ; but I can recall nothing further of any one of them. The only specimen of the misemployment of my time in this respect which I have preserved is the followmg letter to 1 Non ita certandi cupidus, quam propter amorem Quod te imitari aveo — Lucretius de Homero loquens, sic ego de te. My brother's memory was here at fault. Lucretius (iii. 4) is speaking not of Homer, but of Epicurus. LIFE AT HARROW 27 my grandfather Lloyd, written in my Christmas hoHdays 1823-4. It has not much to recommend it except in the record which it gives of my studies at that time. I have no recollection that I had previously written to him in English verse, but this letter shows that I had done so. It also shows, from the use of the Beppo and Don Juan stanza, the influence of Byron's poetry among boys at that time. Poetical E]^istle to my Grandfather Lloyd. My dear grandfather, tho' I've nought to tell, And all that nought ^ I fear told o'er and o'er, You'll see by this sheet that, remembering well My former kind reception, I've once more Ventured in Pindus Street to ring the bell. And Proebus civilly hath oped the door : Forthwith I've sent my card up to inquire For a short interview with Miss Thalia. I fancy now I see you by the fire Sitting in your own dressing-room ; a cousin Or two perhaps attending on their sire. Or, as 'tis Christmas time, say half a dozen : — Your guest, too, near the door,^ whom I desire Kindly to be remembered to, is oozing Just now, perhaps, with head from out his nook, who Sings hourly — like a veritable cuckoo. The door now opens ; my epistle enters ; The seal is broken ; on my wretched lay All the attention of the party centres : — ' Who is it from ? ' the cousins whisper, ' hey ? — From cousin Charles ? I wonder if he's sent us Another verse epistle. I dare say, 'Tis precious stuff.' Amazed you eye the stanzas, And fear my case is worse than Sancho Panza's. * Nil habuit Codrus ; quis enim negat ? et tamen illud Perdidit infelix totum nil.— Juw. Sat. iii. 208. - The cuckoo clock. 28 ANNALS OF Y EARLY LIFE See ! how sagacious the Cousins look, Pricking their ears. {Sweet creatures, you were all, I saw — unless your faces I mistook — Determined to be nicely critical : But this time, tho' I prudence once forsook, I've hit upon a measure quite political : To avoid your censures it comes very pat in For me to talk to grandfather in Latin. I, Birminghamia? fumosas expete turres, I, mea veloci littera vecta fuga ; Mox nostri — novus hospes — avi succedere tectis Prompta, et de domino multa referre tuo. Heus ! propera ; cursum nusquam suspende ; luenda si nostra foret, te properante, mora. Quem petis, invenies juvenih forte corona Stipante, ad nitidum, sit nisi mane, focum : — Nam bursas ^ dat mane operam, curaeque forensi, Qua vincit juvenes sedulitate senex : — Quippe supercilio nubem dempsisse molestam, Aut frontem innocuis explicuisse jocis, Non pudet hunc : Quoties laeta admiransque juventus Indomiti senio pendet ab ore viri ! Auget l^titiam toties ; interque jocandum Effingit mores ad pietatis opus. Forsitan aut Flacci versantem carmina cernas, Aut sit Pindaricae captus amore lyr^e ; Aut forte errantem comitari gaudet Ulyssem, Et scripta Angliacis reddere Gr^eca modis : ^ — Invenies certe, invenias ubicunque locorum, Qualibet indutum laude decente senem. Cum tandem adstiteris coram, mandata memento Nostra verecundo protinus ore loqui. Camus ubi mundis prsebet lutea oscula ripis, Vixque trahit pigras, fixus ut anguis, aquas, Hanc, ave care, nepos tibi gratus amansque salutem, Mensque voluntatis dat studiosa tuae. Sera quidem est, sed vera salus ; mea pignora amoris Ne, precor, hac quia sint sera, minoris habe. ' The Bank. 2 ggg above, p. 3. LIFE AT HARROW 29 Ah ! fateor culpam, et tardus lege arguor sequa, Et pudet officium deseruisse meum : Hac autem quacunque utar pro crimine causa — (Causa satis quanquam non bona, vera satis) Me studiis horas gnavum irapendisse frequentes Assiduaque libris incubuisse manu. * Quae studia ? ' hie quseras fortassis, * quive hbelli ? Si niodo tu nuraeros perpetiare meos, Haud mora, jam responsa dabo : Juvenahs, Horati, Vatis et Andini, Masoniique senis Carmina prsecipue evolvi, dulcisque poetae Multa, Tomitano qui fuit exul agro. iEschyleo indutus per pulpita lata cothurno, Incessi ad fines vectus, Hymette, tuos ; Pomaque decerpsi foecundo Euripidis horto Aurea, mellifluas devius inter opes. Huic Thucydidis adde, Arpinatisque pedestres Scripturas — nostrum claudat et ille gregem — Cui vix Roma vetus, cui vix Facundia, dias Summa inter Charitas nympha, superstes erat. Hie, ni fallor, habes amplam satis, hercule, turbam ; Orat te veniam tota ea turba mihi. Ambiet haud iterum Musas frater mihi major Ad ripam lehini Wiecamicamque domum ; At nondum res decreta est quo fleetere prastet In spatia admissos liberiora pedes. Hoe autem certum est ; Autumni ubi venerit hora, Ilium Granta sui scribet ab inde gregis. Corde simul maesto laetantique ipse revisam Herganos * actis quinque diebus agros ; Et post non multis, renuant nisi fata, redibit Christophorus Ventae ^ maenia ad arcta suae. Aeeipit accipietque meas tua littera grates Et grates, tua quod charta ferebat, habet. ! utinam melius quid gratibus addere possem, Nam verba officiis cuneta minora tuis ! Semper sub memori tua munera mente reponam ; Hoc certe pietas reddere, amorque potest. ' Herga — classical name of Harrow. See below, Appendix, p. 358. - Yenta, Wiucliester. 30 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE Nos omnes rect6, natique, paterque, valemus, Utque etiam valeas tu bene, vota damus. It is now up^Ya^ds of twenty-five years since I have been at Harrow. My last visit there was in 1865. I was staying in London with my friend Lord Rollo, when it occurred to us that we could not spend a summer's afternoon more pleasantly than by making an excursion to a place which had so many attractions, especially for me, and which he had never seen. Accordingly we took a cab and drove down together, a distance of about ten miles. I felt no little pleasure in introducing my companion to the various objects of special interest. First we went to the school buildings, and to the gravel platform at the back, where racquets were played against the wall of the old schoolroom. From thence we admired the extensive view of miles of rich meadow ground, spreading towards Windsor, which might be seen on a clear day. Upon the other side of the low wall which bounded the platform, I pointed out what tradition named as * the fighting ground ' (though I never saw it used for that purpose), upon a lower level, where the racquet court now stands. And I told how, once upon a timeon that spot, Kichard Trench and I fell out over a game of quoits. He lost his temper, flew into an Irish rage, took up a quoit and threw it at my head. Such an outrage called for instant chastisement, and I am afraid it must be said that I administered it, as boys are wont to do, rather too savagely ; for the next day he had to go up to London to see a dentist, in order to have his teeth, which had suffered in the fray, put to rights. Who would have supposed that such an encounter could ever have taken place between the future sedate and amiable Archbishop and the future advocate of reconciliation among Christians ? Perhaps it was desirable for the formation and development of both our characters. LIFE AT HAREOW 31 It maybe that the former, considering the temper that he often showed as a boy, had need to undergo some such experience ere he could attain to the perfection of mildness and equanimity which he displayed in after life ; and as regards the latter, I may venture to say that it was not in his nature to use violence unless the provocation had been somewhat more than ordinary ; that the injury done, what- ever it may have been, was unintentional ; and as it pro- ceeded from no ill-will, I have no doubt he was sorry for it afterwards.^ After examining the old schoolroom with its historic names cut out upon the oaken wainscot, and the names which I had cut out myself (of which some account has been given above, see page 19), Lord Eollo and I passed into the monitors' library, and were standing and talking there with the door open, when who should appear but Merilier, our old mathematical master (whose private pupil I had been for a few lessons), exclaiming ' I am sure that must be Words- worth's voice ! ' It was a most curious instance of vocal memory. He could not have seen or heard me speak for about forty years, and meanwhile countless voices of other boys must have been ringing in his ears during the long interval. He might indeed have just heard that I was in Harrow ; but even so the recognition was very remarkable. Leaving the school buildings, we went by the road further * The first time that I met Richard Trench after I left Harrow was in 1858, when, as Dean of Westminster, having set on foot the course of evening sermons in the nave of the Abbey, he kindly invited me to preach in what, if I remember right, was the first series. The next time of our meeting was in 1864, when he, as Archbishop of Dublin, and I as Bishop of St. Andrews, preached the sermons — he in the morning, and I in the after- noon—at Stratford, on occasion of the Shakespeare tercentenary. That we two, who had been boys together at the same house, and in the same form at Harrow, should have been selected to occupy the pulpit on such an occasion, was a remarkable and a very pleasant coincidence. The last time we met each other was when we were both members of the New Testa- ment revision company, and he took part in some of the later sessions. 32 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE up the hill, and passing the house where I had boarded with my good old dame, Mrs. Leith, we entered the churchyard where the church embosomed among trees crowns the hill with its graceful spire. There we enjoyed, but in still greater perfection, the same charming and extensive view which I have before described as seen from the back of the school ; and there I pointed out on a monumental panel erected horizontally over a grave the following lines written in pencil, and said to have been composed by Lord Byron when a boy at Harrow : Beneath these green trees rising to the skies, The planter of them, Richard Greentree, lies ; The time will come when these green trees shall fall. And Richard Greentree rise above them all. I do not feel sure about the Christian name of Mr. Greentree ; but otherwise I have a perfect recollection of the lines themselves. But the spot which interested Lord Eollo most was one at the other end of the village, where in the last year I spent at Harrow the adventure occurred which I wdll now describe. It was customary for parties of the boys on a Sunday evening to make a sort of promenade of the public road between ' Northwicks,' as it was then called, and the turnpike gate upon the road to London. On one such occasion, when Manning and I were walking together, two young midshipmen who were out for a holiday, and who evidently had more money in their pockets than they knew what to do with, and were staying at the King's Head Inn, which stands slightly off the road on the lower side, came up to us, and asked us to favour them with our company over a bottle of champagne. Of course we readily consented. The Inn and its garden at the back were out of bounds, so that the escapade was not altogether irreproachable, and it LIFE AT HARROW 33 is to be hoped that the future Cardinal and the future Bishop have long since repented of it. At the same time it is to be said in their defence that the rule about bounds was in general very laxly interpreted by both boys and masters ; and the offence was understood to consist rather in being detected in the transgression than in the transgression itself.^ Un- fortunately it happened that the Doctor and Mrs. Butler were also taking their evening walk along the same road at the same time ; and he marked two of his boys entering the forbidden door, but without being near enough to distinguish who they were. Little suspecting that we had been ob- served, we were conducted by our new-made friends into the Inn garden to a large weeping ash tree which grew upon the lawn, and by its wide spreading boughs 'high over arched ' and reaching to the ground, and its luxuriant foliage, formed a delightful bower for such a symposium. But no sooner had we taken our seats, and were beginning to feel happy at the prospect before us, than the waiter appeared with his tray of champagne and glasses in his hands, but with consternation in his looks, exclaiming, * The Doctor has seen you and is coming in ! ' Up sprang Manning and I like startled hares, and as quick as lightning rushed from under the tree on the other side, jum^Ded over the hedge which was close at hand, dashed down the back side of the garden, and escaped into Hog Lane undetected, leaving the good Doctor to explain to our hosts the cause of our sudden and abrupt disappearance. But we were not to be disappointed of our promised treat. As soon as we found that the coast was clear, we returned to the scene we had left so precipitately, drank * See Quarterly Review on * Eton College ' for October, 1899, and Life of Lord Iddesleigh, by Mr. A. Lang, who writes : ' At Eton, in Northcote's time, if a tutor met a pupil where no pupil should be, it was technically sufficient to hide or " shirk " behind a lamp-post, and no notice was taken of the irregularity.' D 84 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE our glass or two of champagne with increased relish, which made amends for the previous ' slip between the cup and the lip,' and then, wishing good night to our kind entertainers, took our departure, Manning going off to his tutor's (Evans'), in Hog Lane, and I to my dame's at the top of the hill. It w^as not unusual for one of the assistant masters (I suppose in the order of a course) to come to the dames' houses soon after * locking-up time,' and require the names of the boys to be called over, in order to ascer- tain that all had come in by the appointed hour — 8 o'clock. But it w^as very seldom that this was done by the head master. On this - evening, however, the Doctor himself made his appearance, and it devolved upon me, as the head boy of the house, to call over the roll in his presence, w^hich accordingly I did, and — not having taken more champagne than was good for me — with such perfect propriety as to disarm all suspicion. If Thomas Bewick, of Newcastle, the talented engraver, who flourished a century ago, were now alive, and his services could be obtained to illustrate this volume, he might have made a very effective woodcut representing tico school- boys leaping over a hedge, icith their master behind at a stand- still, which w^ould have formed a charming vignette to close this chapter of the experiences of my life at Harrow. 35 CHAPTEE II FEOM MY ENTRANCE AT OXFORD TO MY ELECTION TO THE SECOND MASTERSHIP AT WINCHESTER — 1825-35 It was a disadvantage to me, that my home being at Cam- bridge, I had there made some acquaintance with college life as an outsider before I went as an undergraduate to Oxford.^ On the one hand, there was an animation and energy in the student life of the former university, which at first, and more or less to the end of my residence, I did not find in the system of the latter ; so that even after Harrow, where there had certainly been no great pressure put upon study, I at once felt the want of stimulus to exertion. On the other hand, there was a stiffness and formality in the social life of Oxford, and especially at Christ Church, where I was entered as a commoner, which formed a striking, and to me by no means a pleasing, con- trast with the freedom and good fellowship which prevailed at Cambridge ; not only in the society of the undergraduates among themselves, but in the intercourse to which they were admitted with their tutors and other seniors. In each of those respects I might have much to say upon the distinctive characteristics of the two universities as I re- member them, if I did not aiDprehend that my remarks * My ever-partial friend Claughton, in a letter to me at Winchester, April 3, 1838, writes, in reference to a comparison of the Oxford and Cam- bridge systems, ' You have been nurtured in both soils, one may say ; I hope you have the good of both, and the harm of neither ; and I think it is so.' D 2 36 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE would now be out of date, and therefore of little interest or value, in consequence of the great and continual changes which both have undergone during the last half-century. I cannot, however, refrain from giving one specimen of the superior Donishness of Oxford, and especially at Christ Church, as I experienced it. In a letter of mine written to my brother Christopher, then at Cambridge, under date April 18, 1826, the following passage occurs : On my journey here, I had the pleasure of travelling the greater part of the way with one of our Christ Church Tutors. Though I was in lecture with him all last term, and am at pre- sent, and though for the last sixteen miles we two were the only persons outside, he did not favour me with a single syllable — no, not so much as ' How d'ye do ? ' ! the amiableness of Oxford manners ! For the same reason as that stated above — viz. that such great changes have subsequently taken place, and, I am thankful to believe, for the better — I shall refrain from offering any remarks upon the provision made during my time for religious worship and instruction ; which, however it might wear a fair appearance of formal routine, was es- sentially deficient, and in no respect satisfactory. It was not to be wondered at that members of Parliament, our legislators and statesmen, who, as young men, had received no better training than was to be obtained under such a system, should in after life (through the fault of others rather than their own) so often show themselves utterly unfit to deal with Church questions ; so that even of such a man as Sir Eobert Peel (who had been a Gentleman Commoner at Christ Church) it could be said — and this too when he was Prime Minister — as Gladstone did once say to me, as we were walking together, and I was complaining of recent proceedings in Parliament, — and as he said it he LIFE AT OXFORD 37 kicked away a stone lying before him on the road — ' Peel knows no more about the Church than that stone ! ' I did not obtain rooms of my own till my third term — that is till after Easter, 1826 — in consequence of the over- crowding at Christ Church, and, in the meantime, I was put into any rooms that might happen to be vacant through the non-arrival of the owner at the beginning of the term, who, however, might make his appearance, expected or un- expected, at any moment. The letter above quoted proceeds to give a graphic description of results, which were liable to occur from such an arrangement, or rather, want of arrangement. You will be able to form some idea of the happiness and com- fort that awaited my arrival here, when I inform you that for four nights running I slept in four different beds ! Part of that time I was seized with such a dreadful attack of illness that I doubt if I ever suffered so much pain in the whole course of my life. I fancy it was something of the cholera-morbus kind. One of the nights I have mentioned, I was turned out of college to sleep at an inn, or where I could. This happened rather fortunately, for on that night the attack came on so violently, that I did not get a wink of sleep, but by being out m the town, I was enabled to send for some medicine from the inn where I lodged. However, I am now, I am happy to say, quite recovered from my complaint, with the exception of a slight cold, and am gradually striking a little lucid order out of the * chaos, indigestaque moles ' with which I have been lately surrounded. In short, I have at length got rooms of my own ; garrets to be sure, but then they are my own — in Peckwater. Some people might object to them as too high up, and too low when you get there : but one must not be squeamish at Christ Church. They may perhaps be apt to danqj one's spirits, and deiwess one's imagination a little ; but that's quite a trifle. I have no doubt that in a very short time I shall be able to discover innumerable advantages in a garret ; at any rate, as Juvenal says : Ultimus ardebit quem tegula sola tuetur A pluvia. 38 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE Bating the journey upstairs, which, I allow, is rather trying to the understanding, I am very well satisfied, and like my own new apartments amazingly. Tell my father that I expect he will hear something about ' the thirds ' ^ which we pay for furniture etc. etc. very shortly. At present I am in the dark. I am tempted to add, from a letter written towards the end of my undergraduate course, January 20, 1830, a further word a x>ropos of the ' benefits ' which a longer experience enabled me to discover in my garret, and also in illustration of the ' comfort ' which a new comer into Christ Church might still expect to find, from the want of proper management in regard to the appropriation of rooms. It appears from what had gone before that the winter at the time was unusually severe. My health altogether is very much improved, notwithstanding occasional colds, which of course are indispensable in this weather : especially when one finds — as I did this morning when I awoke — snow on one's inllow enough to make half a dozen good- sized snowballs ! It had drifted through the window, which is close at the head of my bed, and, as you may suppose, anything but weather-tight. The anarchy and confusion this term in the disposal of rooms is beyond all precedent. Young Canning, who is just come up as a student, and is consequently entitled to have rooms of his own, was turned out of bed at half-past twelve the other night to go and sleep out of college, or where he could : a pleasant thing when nights are, as our sage friend Herodotus would express it, olai eto-iv ! I cannot say that I gained much instruction from either of the Tutors under w^hom it was my lot to be placed, though both w^ere unquestionably able men, and one became Archbishop of Canterbury (in succession to Sumner, who followed Howley and Manners Sutton) and the other a Bishop. The first was Longley, and when he left, having ' The usual arrangement was that the incomer had to pay a third of the value of the furniture to the former occupant. LIFE AT OXFORD 39 been elected master of Harrow, I was transferred to Short. That I did not gam more from them was doubtless mamly my own fault ; but it was partly also the fault of the system, which consisted not so much in communicating stores of knowledge, or in creating an interest in the subjects of study, as in endeavouring to secure — what I suppose was considered more important — that every man for himself did a certain amount of work. Consequently the lectures, so-called, were little more than mere schoolboys' lessons, which, being too often ill prepared, I felt for the most part to be dull and unprofitable. It was this which threw me more than was wise or right into the pursuit of athletics, in which I was sure to find at once a more exciting stimulus and greater room for distinction than were afforded by the formal individualising routine of our so-called * Collections ' — examinations held at the end of each term, in which any man who had been very idle or disorderly might incur a scolding from the Dean, but no man, however exemplary or industrious — as there was no competition or classification of any kind — could achieve eclat. Vowler Short did his best, in his blunt and kindly way, to check my excessive devotion to jvfjuvaa-riKr) by reminding me of Aristotle's axiom (Ethics, x. 5) that two strong energies cannot co -exist in operation at the same time, because one has a necessary tendency to thrust out — sKKpovzuv — the other ; but, I am afraid I must admit, without much result. At the same time, however, I did not omit to become a candidate for prizes such as my Harrow training had enabled me to aspire to. In my first year (1836) I wrote for the College prize for Latin Hexameters, on the subject of ' Mosquae Incendium ' ; and also for the University prize, likewise for Latin Hexameters, on the subject of ' Montes Pyrensei ' ; but without success in either attempt. The latter was won by Leighton of Magdalen, afterwards 40 ANNALS OF MY EAIiLY LIFE Warden of All Souls, and when I read liis verses I had the satisfaction of feeling that they had been deservedly preferred to mine. In the next year, however, I tried again for the same prizes, and won them both — the former on the subject of * Athenae ' ; the latter on ' Mexico.' In each case the value of the prize was the same — viz. 20/. to be spent in books ; and while the former composition had to be recited in hall, in the presence of all the members of the college, dons and undergraduates, the latter was spoken in the Theatre before the University and visitors assembled at Commemoration. The poem for the college prize, being of much less account, was composed hastily (for the first cricket match with Cambridge occurred in the same week), and has little or no claim to be preserved ; that upon * Mexico,' with which I had taken all the pains I could, may be seen in the Appendix to this volume. One of the first intimations I received that the latter poem had been successful was from a man who came to my rooms in the name, as he said, of the University Bell Eingers, to ask for the usual fee of a guinea given by every prizeman for ringing the bells — I suppose of St. Mary's, the University Church. I demurred, at first, upon the ground that I had not heard any bells ringing. ' Oh no,' he replied. * They used to be rung formerly, but the practice has ceased for some years ' — whether or not he explained the reason, I forget — * and we are still ready to ring them.' I gave him the money, perhaps foolishly ; but at such a moment it would have been difficult to refuse any demand. And this feeling, no doubt, he reckoned on. I wonder whether my successors on the prize roll are still subject to the same piece of extortion. My success as a University prizeman was the more gratifying because both my brothers at Cambridge precisely at the same time were also successful in the same way. LIFE AT OXFORD 41 I am not sure that the bulletms announcmg them did not cross each other ; I am certain they were all issued within the same week. Something of the same kind had happened in 1824. When I was at Harrow, and my brother Christopher at Winchester, the prizes won by us both happened to be decided within the same twenty-four hours. In the present instance the successes were not only greater in themselves, but included my brother John. The follow- ing letters found among my father's papers exhibit a sample of the congratulations he received. From Longley, my Christ Church Tutor, afterwards Archhishoio of Canterbury. My dear Sir, — Your son Charles's success in gaining the University prize for Latin verse must be so gratifying to you, that I cannot refuse myself the pleasure of congratulating you upon it. Of all our four prizes it is the one which is always looked upon as the most distinguished, and on the present occa- sion many very good copies came into competition with your son's, but his proved decidedly superior to them all ; and as I was myself, in my office as Proctor, one of the five judges, I can assure you of the testimony which all my colleagues bore to their sense of the superior merit of the composition. Allow me to add that in his general conduct as well as in his attention to his studies, he has been giving me increasing satisfaction. From Le Bas, Principal of Haileybury College. Why, Master, this really is quite magnificent ! The Porson Prize. The Latin ode, epigrams, and English verse. The Oxonian Latin verse. Surely this is a glorious division of spoils among your Trium- virate, such as must satisfy all your paternal cravings after their renown. The Oxonian I do not know, but you must nevertheless tell him how cordially I exult in his success. And pray give my fervent con^atulations to the other two lads. 42 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE From Chief Justice Tinclal. I scarcely know when I have received more satisfaction than when I heard of the signal success which your three sons have obtained in their respective contests at the same time — I believe I may say, almost on the same day. I trust, and I believe, it is only the omen and the auspice of future success in their walk through life. Remember me most kindly to them, and believe that I take no ordinary interest in everything that concerns your- self and yours. From Monk, Greek Professor^ afterwards Bishoj) of Gloucester. I yesterday wrote you a note of congratulation which came very far short of the occasion, which must make you the happiest parent in existence.^ I then knew only of the success of Chris- topher. I this morning learn that your three sons are severally decorated at the same moment with the highest honours which our two Universities have to bestow on excellence in Greek, Latin, and English poetry. This coincidence of success is so brilliant, and so perfectly unexampled, that I cannot adequately express my joy, or felicitate you in terms which the occasion calls for. The few who can now remember that elegant Eton scholar, and great favom^ite of all who knew him, Archdeacon Bayley, will not need to be told that when he pays me a personal compliment at the expense of my father and of my uncle, he is only indulging the good-humoured vein of playful banter, which he used in writing to his most intimate friends. * I remember Goulburn (Chancellor of the Exchequer and M.P. for Cambridge) telling my father that the Duke of Wellington had said to him that ' he considered the Master of Trinity to be the happiest man in England.' And being asked ' why,' he replied, ' because each of his three sons had at the same time obtained such high distinction at their respective universities.' One would scarcely have expected the great Duke, even after he had become Chancellor of Oxford (which was not till seven years after- wards, viz. in 1835), to have shown so much appreciation of academic honours. LIFE AT OXFORD 43 From Henry Vincent Bayley, Archdeacon of Stoiu, and Canon of Westminster. You say you shall look for me immediately after Tuesday. Why, you will be at Bosporus [Oxford, to be present at the reci- tation of the prize exercises in the Theatre] or ought to be ; so you will, I hope, see me on Saturday. ... I drink Charles to-day in a bumper of bad wine and good wishes. I cannot think how the fellow has contrived to add so much of the indcrum corjms to his virtue. I do not think that Father ^Eneas, or Uncle Hector [see Virg. Mn. xii. 440], excited him : do you ? IVIy successes as University and College prizeman in 1827 led to a reward still more substantial. At the follow- ing Christmas the Dean (Dr. Smith) named me for a studentship ^ in his gift honoris causa. I w^as, I believe, the first, or very nearly the first, in whose favour the system of mere patronage nomination, which had prevailed hitherto, was laid aside. ^ This was a great cause for thankfulness, and it received a valuable accession from the circumstance that Walter Hamilton and Henry Denison, both Etonians, were made students — each on the nomination of a canon — a nomination which they themselves abundantly justified, at the same time with me, and w^e all three became intimate friends. Hamilton, who had been in residence a year, I had known before ; but Denison came up fresh from school. Here I may mention that from my first entrance upon college life I made two wholesome rules for my guidance, and, what is more, I strictly kept to them. One was, never to have a pack of cards in my rooms ; the other, never to give a supper party, and rarely, if ever, a breakfast party : ^ Peculiar to Christ Church; something between a scholarship and a fellowship at other colleges. - See 'Chapter of Autobiography,' p. 12 sq., where I have endeavoured to show that the system of patronage had, upon the whole, worked far better than might have been expected ; indeed so well that much was to be said in its behalf. 44 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE the former, besides other not improbable objections, would break in upon the night, the latter upon the day. It is true that sometimes, but not often, I played whist, of w^hich I was fond, in other men's rooms — e.g. at Trinity, in Herman Merivale's, and, I think, in Claughton's ; and that in vaca- tions at Cambridge I occasionally accepted invitations to a supper party ; but I cannot remember that I ever did this at Oxford, and certainly I never broke my anti- supper-party rule in my own rooms. In my experience of cards there w^as nothing, so far as I can remember, that could be called gambling : the utmost was sixpenny points at whist ; and, as for betting, which has now become so unhappily pre- valent in reference to athletics of all kinds, it was, I think, upon anything like its present scale, practically unknown. To the players, the game — cricket match or boat race — was, as it always ought to be, if it is to be truly healthy and uninjurious, sufficiently interesting in itself, and required no further stimulus. In short, it was, like virtue, ' its own reward.' It has been satirically remarked that the best part of our university system is the length of the vacations ; and that much good work has been done, especially in the long summer vacations, more and better, perhaps, than would have been done during the same amount of term time spent in college, need not be denied. In my own case certainly, to a great extent, this was so. My long vacation in 1827 was spent in the Lake country, at Bowness, Windermere, under a Cambridge tutor — Martin, Fellow of Trinity — good in classics as well as in mathematics, and with a party almost entirely composed of Cambridge men, including my two brothers, Phillips, afterwards w^ell known as Phillips Jodrell, and Tyrrell, afterwards Bishop of Newcastle. That summer Ivy Cottage was occupied by Blomfield, then Bishop of Chester. On one occasion, when my brothers LIFE AT OXFORD 45 and I had been invited over to Ej^dal to dine ^Yith him, I remember his telHng us, among other anecdotes, how hard he had read during the six months previous to taking his degree. Besides what he had done in the earher part of the day, he invariably sat over his books from 4 p.m. (after Hall, which was then, I think, at 3) till 4 a.m., and yet was always up in time for morning chapel. And he added, as a warning to ourselves, that the strain then put upon his constitution had, he believed, taken away ten years of his life. He was naturally a very vigorous man, and it may be recollected that he broke down earlier than there seemed reason to expect. In 1828 I went for my long vacation to Guernsey with Walter Hamilton. Our tutor there was Dr. Stocker, then principal of Elizabeth College, and well known previously in Oxford as a public examiner and Fellow of St. John's. He had been recommended to us by George Denison, who had been under him at Guernsey the year before. But to us he did not prove very efficient, though this, in my case, ought perhaps to be mainly attributed to the state of my health. The climate of the island did not agree with me, and I suffered continually from my old enemy — bilious head- ache. The following short letter, written to my brother Christopher, then at Paris for his Cambridge vacation, and found among his papers after his death, tells the story truly enough, though somewhat hyperbolically. Guernsey : Oct. 13, 1828. My dear Chris, — Vons ecrivez sur un papier si fin que je puis a peine lire votre \^laine lettre. I beg your pardon. I mean your letter had very little news in it, and that the paper made it almost illegible. But nevertheless I thank you for it very much, and if I had not been unwell every day since the receipt of it — by the bye it found me in the midst of an emetic — I should have displayed my gratitude on something more substantial than this 46 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFIH shabby piece of note paper. As it is, it is the only scrap remain- ing in my possession, and as we start to-morrow morning by the steamer, it would be hardly worth while to procure a fresh supply. So you have not read much ; but I am happy to hear you have enjoyed yourself. Pity me, who have neither read a word nor enjoyed a day. Thank Heaven my miseries are now nearly at an end, as I trust a little English air will soon set me right again. Did I say ' nearly at an end,' while the equinoctials are puffing their cheeks, and to-morrow, blow what will, * asquor arandum est ' — and that for four-and-twenty hours ! From Southampton I proceed straight to Oxford, as I must be there on Friday night — to-morrow being Wednesday — so that I have not a day to spare. When you write to John give him my best love. How soon does he intend to return to England ? If my health is not better at Oxford, I shall ciit and run, so you must not be surprised if you see me soon at Cambridge. I am very much obliged to you for your kind offer, but I am not aware that I want anything particularly in Paris. In great hurry and confusion, and dread of being sick, and perhaps lost, Believe me, my dear Chris, Your affectionate brother, Charles W. iEternum, male fida, vale, vale, insula ; quamvis Vix unum dederis mi valuisse diem. Sed lege hac sola tibi verba novissima dico — Sume tuum ' valeas,' et mihi redde meum. C. Wordsworth, Esq., No. 33, Eue d'Artois, Paris. My last long vacation (1829) was to have been spent at Cuddesdon with Saunders (then a Tutor of Christ Church, afterwards Master of Charterhouse, and ultimately Dean of Peterborough) ; with Acland (afterwards Sir Thomas), and Tancred (also afterwards Sir Thomas), as my fellow pupils. But there again my health became so unsatis- LIFE AT OXFORD 47 factory that to have remamed would have been of Httle use. Consequently, when about half the vacation was over I took my departure, upon the understanding that I was to be allowed to return for the remainder of my time at Christmas, which I did ; and happily the place suited me better in frosty weather, so that, though Saunders himself was absent in London almost the whole of the time, and I was left alone, I was able to work with very good effect. In the churchyard at Cuddesdon I found a monument which Lowth, sometime Bishop of Oxford, had placed to the memory of his daughter Mary, with the following beautiful and touching inscription : Cara vale, ingenio praestans, pietate, pudore, Et plus quam natie nomine cara, vale ! Cara Maria, vale : at veniet felicius aevum, Quando iternm tecum, sim modo dignus, ero. Cara, redi, Iseta tum dicam voce ; paternos Eia, age, in amplexus, cara Maria, redi : — which I thus translated during a walk on Shotover one Sunday afternoon : Mary, farewell ! with every virtue blest, With more than all a parent's love caressed, Farewell ! and oh ! hereafter may I prove Worthy to be with thee where all is love. Mary return, I then with joy shall cry, And in thy bosom waft me to the sky. XaTpe /x,aA', aaTracrtr] Ovyarep, KeSvrj re, aocfirj re, Kat ttAcov acnracTirjv yj Kara TraTSa c^lXt]. Xaipe /xaA.'* aXXa yjpovw ttoXv cji€pTepo<; kp^erai aloiv Evt' avOL<5 ixera (TOvy\ a^ios wv, (.ao/xat. 'EA.^e ttolXlv, ter of AutohiograpTiy, p. 13 and p. 18 and Cricket — a Weehly Record of the Gatfie, February 2-1, 1887. 66 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE that occasion, that it took no fewer than seven of the Cam- bridge wickets in one innings ; the only one which the bad weather suffered us to play ; but that one was in favour of Oxford by 258 runs to 92. In the next year my average of runs was considerably higher than that of any other member of- the eleven, being forty-one ; although I had then begun to take to rowing also, and was frequently on the river in an evening, pulling stroke in an amateur six- oar with a crew of Christ Church friends. The practice thus acquired brought me into notice as an oarsman, and when I was at Cambridge for the following Christmas and Easter vacations, enabled me to take a place occasionally in the Johnian boat, then, I think, at the top of the river, on the invitation of my old Harrow schoolfellow, Charles Merivale, now Dean of Ely,* and others of that crew with whom I had become acquainted, especially G. A. Selwyn, afterwards Bishop, and Snow, the stroke, both Etonians. Encouraged by the example of the inter-university cricket match, which had taken place in 1827, we talked over the possibility of getting up a similar competition in rowing ; and the result was that a correspondence took place between Snow and Staniforth, captain of the Christ Church boat, who had been schoolfellows and boating comrades at Eton, which ended by fixing a day for the proposed encounter — viz. June 10 — and the place — viz. the Thames at Henley. Though I had never pulled in my college boat (because, cricket and rowing being then in the same term, it was impossible to pursue both; and I had been unwilling to relinquish cricket — my first love), I was selected to be one of our university crew, and was placed at No. 3, but 1 Another old Harrow friend, Bishop Perry, late of Melbourne, informed me this summer (1890) that boating at Cambridge was not then (in 1829) more than three years old. He himself had been one of the crew of the first eight-oar launched on the Cam, and that was in 1836. The crew were all Trinity men. • ATHLETICS AT OXFORD 57 eventually, on the failure of the health of Croft, of Balliol, promoted to No. 4. As soon as my father heard of this, he took alarm, in consequence of my severe illness two years before, and instantly wrote to me to forbid my rowing, to my extreme distress and embarrassment, as I neither liked to give up my place in the boat nor to disobey him. But I got over the difficulty in this way : I went to the physician who had attended me — Dr. Kidd — and requested him to examine me, and, if he was satisfied that I had not suffered in any re- spect from what I had been doing, to give me a testimonial to that effect which I might send to my father. This he did, and my father's apprehensions were so far overcome that he withdrew his prohibition. 'The issue of that contest is well known. ^ Oxford won easily.^ But the success of Oxford did not end there. The rowing match at Henley took place on a Wednesday. On the following Friday the second inter-university cricket match came off, on what was then called the Magdalen ground, at Oxford, and we were again victorious — by 115 runs. For some account of the game, and especially of my own share in it, I may refer as before to my contribution to the Badminton volume on Cricket ; but a ' bantering letter,' ^ w^hich I wrote to Charles ' Full particulars concerning it may be seen in The Record of the Uni- vercity Boat Race, by G. Treherne and T. Goldie, 1884, pp. 4-11. - Dr. John Morgan, a physician at Manchester, in his interesting volume (1870) entitled University Oars, speaks of me as ' legitimately to be looked upon as the father of the inter-universily (ro^\dng) match.' Of the inter- university cricket match that is certainly true. Whether or no it is equally true of the rowing match — a point upon which there has been a slight dif- ference of opinion — it cannot be disjnited that the circumstance of my being an Oxford man, while my home was at Cambridge, and the pecuUar advan- tages I had in forming acquaintances at both, had much to do with the latter incident as well as with the former : so much, indeed, that after I took my degree, early in 1830, both the boat race and the cricket match were discontinued for six years — viz. till 1836. ^ So described in a full and graphic article in the Times, March 26, 1887, on ' The First University Boat Eace.' The letter had previously appeared in the Record of the Ujiiversity Boat Race, above referred to. 68 ANNALS OF MV llAIll.V LIFE Merivale, in immediate prospect of the two encoimters (a letter which he has preserved), may be inserted here, as it gives the names both of the eight and of the eleven on the Oxford side. Thursday morning. 1829. My dear Merivale, — I thank you very much for your letter — its impudence was unparalleled. I do not know which to admire most, its direct assertions or its occult insinuations. The very supposition of my being in our boat has quite delighted you — allow me to assure you of the truth of the report. But this is not the only bone I have to pick with you : the sufficiently-candid manner in which you talk of ' lasting us out ' amuses me so much, that I am ready to die with laughter whenever I think of it. My dear fellow,' you cannot possibly know our crew, or you would not write in such an indiscreet manner. Allow me to enlighten you ! 8. Staniforth, Ch. Ch. boat — 4 feet across the shoulders and as many 8ia/x7ra| — or through the chest. 7. Moore, Ch. Ch. boat — 6 ft. 1 — in all probability a relation of the Giant whom the * 3 rosy cheeked schoolboys' built upon the top of Helm Craig : so renowned for length and strength of limb. 6. Garnier — Worcester boat — splendid oar ! 5. Toogood. Bal. boat — yes ; too good for you, but just the man for us ! 4. Wordsworth, new oar, * has neither words nor ivorth, action nor utterance, &c. I only (row) right on (But) I tell you that that you yourselves do know.' 3. Croft, ^ Bal. boat. No recommendation necessary. 2. Arbuthnot, Bal. boat. Strong as ' Bliss' best ' [famous Harrow beer]. 1. Carter — St. John's 4 oar — ' protentior ictu fulmineo.' Thus far this letter was WTitten three or four days ago in Popham's rooms — the infection of whose company must be my excuse for its saucy style. The fact is, our boat has been reduced to a considerable pickle — owing to some of our best oars not being able to pull, Stephen Davies' ^ mismanagement, and one or two ^ Taken unwell after the first part of this letter was written, and his place supplied by Bates, Christ Church boat. 2 The professional trainer of all our rowing men. ATHLETICS AT OXFORD 69 other considerations. We have at last, however, got under way wdth a fixed crew, and matters are proceeding a little more swimmingly. You will see by the above hst that our stroke has been changed.^ Our days for practice at Henley will be Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Monday. Our uniform black straw hats, dark blue striped jerseys, and canvas trousers. You must not abuse it, as Garnier and myself were chosen to decide upon it. I turn with more pleasure to the cricket match, the prospect of which is quite delightful ; not that I expect to win, but that I think we cannot fail to have a pleasant game. Our eleven will be : Bayley, Wright, Knatchbull, Bird, Price, Popham, H. Deni- son. Musters, Horner, Cooke, and myself. This information is for Pickering ; if you will be kind enough to forward it to him, and to thank him for his letter. Ask him if we are to do any- thing for him about an umpire. Ashby stands for us. Printed bills will reach Cambridge in a day or two. Now I think of it, you wished to know our boat. It is to be the old Balliol, built by Stephen Davies. This, I am sure, will please you. However, I am still ready to take two to one. With kind remembrance to all friends and brothers. Believe me. My dear Merivale, Sincerely yours, C. WOEDSWOETH. I have lived to be invited to take a prominent part in the jubilee banquets both of the fi.rst inter-university cricket match, and of the first inter-university boat race ; but unfortunately I was not able to be present at either. At the former, however, held with Justice Chitty in the chair, a song, composed by C. S. Bere, and sung after dinner, began as follows : Fifty years have sped since first, Keen to win their laurel, Oxford, round a Wordsworth clustered, Cambridge, under Jenner mustered, Met in friendly quarrel. ' Garnier had been stroke. 60 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE At the latter, the guernsey which I had rowed in, and carefully preserved, was accepted as my representative, and duly honoured by being hung up as a trophy over the back of the chairman, who was again Justice Chitty : an incident thus recorded in the Latin verses written for the occasion by Mr. H. Kynaston, and translated by Justice Denman {' Ipse ' is the chairman) : Ipse vires numerat laudatque, et fortia narrat Dum facta, in medium mirantibus omnibus effert Qua tunica indutus sudavit Episcopus dim. Turns triumphant to the guernsey By a reverend Prelate sent ; Reads, that though to come he burns, he Must not come, or he'd repent, For that wheresoe'er he turns, he Duties finds, because 'tis Lent. The mention of that trophy reminds me that Tom Garnier (No. 4), afterwards Dean of Lincoln, and I, who had been appointed to decide upon the uniform to be worn by our crew, chose the Christ Church guernsey as our pattern (four of the crew being Christ Church men) ; only with a broader and darker blue, instead of black, stripe. Hence the origin of the ' Dark Blues.' So much of cricket and rowing. I was also greatly addicted to tennis (having been a racquet player at Harrow) and to skating, when it was to be had ; and in both obtained distinction. At tennis, the men with whom I played most were three Gentlemen Commoners of Oriel — the college nearest ' Sabin's ' (the best) tennis court — viz. Francis Trench, an old schoolfellow at Harrow, elder brother of the late Archbishop of Dublin, Edmund Head, afterwards Sir Edmund, and Governor of Canada, and the Hon. Charles Murray, afterwards a well-known diplomatist at several ATHLETICS AT OXFORD 61 foreign courts. The last was the only undergraduate who, upon the whole, was my superior. Among the graduates, Eobert Barter, of New College, afterwards Warden of Winchester, much surpassed us all; and I accounted it a great privilege when, as happened now and then, I was admitted to play with him, always, however, receiving from him not less than * fifteen.' And what this privilege eventu- ally led to in after life will be seen at a later date. I may also record that I had the honour of teaching the same fine old English, or rather Anglo-Gallican, game — much older than cricket, as we may see from Shakespeare — to Henry Denison, before mentioned as a fellow student of Christ Church ; and I may lay claim to the honour all the more because I persuaded him to play often against his will, for he was a very close and regular student ; but before long he excelled his instructor, and eventually became so dis- tinguished that he had the credit, I believe, of being the best gentleman player in England. TToAAot fia6r]Tal KpeLa(rove<; SLSaaKaXojv. To pass on to skating. I was the first man in Oxford to introduce skates with the blades rounded off behind, in order to facilitate the cutting of figures backwards, and especially the outside edge. This I learnt from a first-rate London skater whom I happened to meet upon a pond at Hampstead. The best skaters of my time, with whom I was more or less upon a par, were Cyril Page, Henry Denison, and Henry Jeffreys, all with me students of Christ Church. One of my skating reminiscences is curious. There was a small Society of Johnians at Cambridge, who called themselves Psychrolytes, because they rejoiced in hathing all the year round, in any weather, and in any water, however cold. I remember one day, when I went out to skate, falling in with two of them, G. A. Selwyn 62 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE (afterwards Bishop) and Shadwell, who were equipped with skates in one hand, and a towel in the other, as they intended to bathe first, and to skate afterwards ! This the Cam admits of, or used to do so, as did also the Isis, because, in consequence of springs or currents, they were wont to freeze very unequally, so that there were parts of the river closely conterminous where the ice would bear, and parts which were not even frozen over ; a circumstance which required great caution on the part of skaters, and which brought me on one occasion at Oxford into imminent danger of being drowned.^ To return to matters of more importance. In 1828, and again in 1829, I was a competitor for the Ireland Scholarship, and, though not actually successful, I had no great reason to be dissatisfied with the results, considering the state of health in which I had to undergo the stress of the examination, lasting for five days, upon both occasions. In May 1828 I find myself writing thus to my brother Christopher : On the third day I was taken so unwell that I was forced to send for Dr. Kidd directly I came out of the examination. I was in great pain, and very feverish for some time ; took physic and went to bed early ; passed a wretched night, and got up in any- thing but a comfortable condition ; but, by miraculous good fortune, on that morning we had not to go in till twelve o'clock ; the Convocation House in which we sat being wanted for some other purpose ; otherwise I should certainly have been compelled to rehnquish the contest. As it was, I had to get a note from Short to the examiners to request tliat I might be allowed to leave the room, if necessary ; you know we are kept under lock and key. In therefore I went, and sat it out, but made a sad mess ; a passage from ^schines contra Timarclium to turn into Latin from 12 to 2 p.m., and a paper of Critical Questions from ' See above, p. 14. LIFE AT OXFORD 63 2.15 to 5. This also I made a sad mess of. Up to last night I had been tolerably successful. Nevertheless, when the decision was given, in favour of Massie of Wadham, I was announced as having come in second, but w^ith another, whose name I forget, as my equal. In 1829 the report which I had to give, under date March 22, to the same correspondent, both of the state of my health and of the result of the competition, was much the same as in the previous year — not better but rather worse in both respects. Unless I had been of the most resolute and sanguine disposition, I must have relinquished the contest on the fourth day. Within an hour of my going into the examination the physic which Dr. Kidd insisted upon my taking operated so violently that, to pre- vent its further effects, I was forced to take a draught the moment before I went into the Schools. In addition to the weakness to which this reduced me, I was in such a state of high fever that for the first half hour I was quite unable to hold a pen. This had been the case, though in a less degree, on all the former days, attended with heat and dizziness in the head ; though, immedi- ately the perspiration ceased, I was unable to write without gloves — and scarcely with them — through the cold which suc- ceeded ; the frost being here very severe on the first three days. Notwithstanding, however, these disadvantages, when we left off on the Wednesday — the night of my being taken ill — I heard of one of the men who sat betting ten to one in my favour, besides many other bets of my being backed at odds against the field. There were twenty-five candidates. ... Two other little traits of the examination I must not omit to mention. The successful candidate, Borrett of Magdalen, is a pupil of Merivale's [Herman Merivale's, the first Ireland Scholar, 1825]. Merivale told me, this day last week, that he could do nothing well but Homerics. Homerics we had none ! Merivale breakfasted with Davison the morning of the decision ; bet upon the result ; placed the three first : 1, myself ; 2, Payne (who got the scholarship the follow- ing year) ; 3, Johnson. No mention of Borrett, his own pupil ! But doubtless you are bursting to know something of seconds and thirds. 64 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE PapsB ! Don't be alarmed, * We are seven ' ! You will doubt- less exclaim — ' I pray you tell (dear Charles) how this may be ? ' I cannot possibly explain it, but so it is : ' Nay, we are seven ' — Scptem sapientcs redivivi. Talk no more of your ' pleiad of pigs.' ^ Our Oxford sow has produced a much finer litter. Now, ladies and gentlemen, walk in ! walk in ! All twins, ladies and gentlemen ; not a hair's difference in the length of their tails or the turn of their snouts. But I am degrading the honest show- man in drawing a parallel between him and our examiners ; and perhaps, too, the pigs will not think themselves flattered by the comparison. But to be serious ; though, to be sure, the bare truth is the acme of everything jocose and ludicrous. All that is yet known is as follovv^s ; and, as Short told it me himself, after receiving a letter from Burton, one of the examiners, you may depend upon every syllable of it being unadulterated ; Short himself being the most plain-spoken, blunt, unceremonious fellow, and never dreaming that a word, either consolatory, laudatory, or even interrogatory, would be necessary or appro- priate. ' Before coming to the last paper (essay on the Origin and Progress of Taste) it was such a near thing that the examiners had not any idea whom they would elect, and, even when that had been looked over, it was almost impossible to decide — the seven best being all so nearly equal. Borrett, how- ever — a new Shrewsbury importation — was at length preferred. The next, if there was a shade of difference, was another Mag- dalen man, also fresh from Shrewsbury ; then came a list of five, considered cequales, in which my name appeared first, but whether intentionally or by accident Short had not yet learnt. The other four were Payne, W. Palmer, Johnson, and one un- known. If we are to analyse these seven wise men, we find four are Butlerites (of Shrewsbury) ; the two freshmen naturally taking the lead, as having forgot least of their schoolboy cram, [In a previous part of the letter I had comj)lained of the papers set as being too elementary — only * such as a babe might have ' When, in 1828, in the Mathematical Tripos at Cambridge seven Johnians were placed together in succession to the senior wrangler (my old Harrow friend, Perry), Blomfield, a Trinity man (afterwards Bishop of London), wittily gave them the above sobriquet. The opprobrious epithet was wont to be applied — for what reason I do not know— by ill-natured Trinity men to their neighbours of St, John's. LIFE AT OXFORD 65 answered ! '] * Of the old stagers,' Short said, * you are the first, it seems.' .... It is time to conckide this croaking scrawl, which I have written whilst lying on my sofa ; for I am still an invalid. I saw Kidd again yesterday, but to-day am much better.' The letter from which the foregoing extract is taken bears the signature ' Sapientum Unus e Septem.' It is obvious to remark upon it that it is not the first, and doubt- less will not be the last, occasion on which a disappomted candidate has found fault with his examiners. What the nature of the bodily ailments, which occurred so inoppor- tunely in both my contests for the Ireland Scholarship really w^as, I do not remember ; but, w4iatever it may have been, I have no doubt it was greatly aggravated by the constitutional nervousness which has been (as before mentioned) such a serious trouble to me under anxious circumstances of all kinds durmg my whole life. During the last term of my undergraduate course, I had the assistance of Michell of Wadham (afterwards Fellow of Lincoln, and Public Orator) as my private tutor ; and when I took my degree of B.A. after Easter 1830 my name appeared in the first class, which included only four others. Among the congratulations which I received on the occasion, the following came from my uncle, the poet. The ' disappointments ' to which he alludes had reference no doubt to my having failed to obtain the Ireland Scholarship. Rydal Mount : Thursday. My dear Nephew, — The pleasant news of your station in the first class reached Eydal Mount yesterday — but I was from home and did not learn it till this morning, when I entered the house from Patterdale, and Dora, who is always the first to report well of her cousins, called out to me from the top of the stairs, ' Charles is in the first class.' We all congratulate you most heartily ; and I hope, notwithstanding some disappointments heretofore, F 66 ANNALS OF MV EAlilA LIFE that you feel yourself recompensed, as far as honour goes, for your labours. But I trust tliat you value the honour infinitely less than the habits of industry and the knowledge which have enabled you to acquire it. You have hitherto been in study a busy bee ; let the ' amor florum ' and the ' generandi gloria meUis,' continue to animate you, and be persuaded, my dear Charles, that you will be both the better and happier. Your aunts are both well ; your aunt Dorothy has had no relapse for a long time, though she comphes with our earnest request in retaining her invalid precautions. Dora, alas ! had a severe attack of biUous fever three weeks ago— she is convales- cent, but regains her strength slowly. The other day I had the pleasure of being greeted in the road by your Bowness tutor and friend— Martin. He was in excel- lent spirits, and looked well. One of his companions was a young man, Fellow of Trinity, whose name, though they drank tea with us, I did not learn. He was guiding them through the country. The weather has been with us very cold— but sometimes such as to make walking truly dehghtful. I found it so this morning, when with Mrs. W. I crossed Kirkstone. She rode to the top of the mountain ; but down hill we tripped it away side by side charmingly. Think of that, my dear Charles, for a Darby and Joan of sixty each. Farewell! Where are you going this summer to Cambridge first no doubt, but whither afterwards ? Could not you come hither wdth your father ? I fear we could not lodge you both in the house, but at the foot of the hill w^e can procure a bed, with due notice beforehand. Ever your affectionate uncle, W. W. I have never been in the habit of keeping a journal for any length of time, but have made the attempt at intervals more than once. The following fragmentary memoranda, partly of Cambridge and partly of Oxford life, belong to the years 1829-30. •^ Cambridge : Oct., 1829. Monday. — Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Rose, Dr. Allen, and his son, a freshman from Charterhouse, dined here. Rode with my father. Read a good deal of Parr's letters, which constitute vols. vii. and viii. of his Life and Works, edited by Dr. Johnstone. LIFE AT OXFORD 67 One from Jeremy Bentham rather curious, beginning ' ^va-n-apL ! ' Eose told us an anecdote of Parr. Conversing with Payne Knight, who was beating him in the argument, he flew in a great passion. *I cannot endure this impudence, sir.' 'Impudence, Doctor? We should rather call it in Greek Trappyja-La.' Rose also told us some good anecdotes of Gaisford. When made Greek Professor he received from Lord Liverpool a letter announcing the appoint- ment, full of compliments on the honour his vast learning &c. &c. conferred on the University &c. &c. To which he only replied, * My Lord, I have received your letter, and accede to the contents. Yours T. G.' It came to Dean Jackson's ears that he had written this letter ; but, disbelieving the report, he sent for him and asked him if it was true. On his replying in the affirmative, Jackson made him sit down and write another letter, and at the same time insisted on his sending off a large paper copy of his Hephaestion, bound in red morocco, to counteract the ill-effect of his former uncourteous letter. [The foregoing anecdote seems almost incredible, but it is confirmed by another which I find in a letter written by me from Cambridge to my brother Christopher, then at Rome, in December 1831. 'I think I gave you in my last something of a sketch of our new Dean's character. Of his pro- pensity to Laconism we had a curious specimen the other morn- ing. He had written to my father to borrow from the College library Porson's copy of Suidas, which of course was sent to him, with a fine string of compliments from the Master, how that the world was all on tip-toe with the expectation of his new edition, as well as congratulations on his appointment to the Deanery. To all which the only answer was : " Dear Sir, I have Porson's copy of Suidas, Kusteri, three vols, folio ; and am much obliged to yourself and the College." One would have thought that a lexicogTsn^her would have been a man of more words ! ' I also find the following in a letter of Pusey to my father, August 7, 1840 : 'Letters from our Chapter are sometimes, I expect, rather Laconic, the Dean being a person of few words. It was a current story in college, that he once wrote to the father of an under- graduate : " Dear Sir — Such letters as yours are a great annoy- ance to your obedient servant, T. Gaisford." '] Gaisford owed his rise to Dean Cyril Jackson, who gave him a studentship, to the great surprise of everybody, as he lived shy and retired, so that his name had never been heard of in college ; F 2 68 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE but Jackson fished him out. Gaisford, when an examiner in the Schools, was very fond of Aristophanes, and when anyone took it up, used to rub his hands as pleased as possible. One day, having got hold of such a man to his great delight, he put him on, but unluckily in the second line the word ttvv^ occurred, which he construed * a windmill ' ! On this Gaisford shut the book, threw himself back in his chair, muttering * -rrvv^, a windmill,' * TTvdi, a windmill ' &c., and would examine the man no further, nor anyone else that day ; and when he was going up the steps to Hall, he was still heard saying to himself ' irvv^, a windmill ! ' ' TTvv^, a windmill ! ' One of Dean Jackson's most favourite books, especially after his retirement, was Homer. Once when a person called on him he took down a great folio edition, and said, * If I have read this book four times, I may safely say I have read it 400. It serves me on all occasions, of hope, fear, grief, or joy,' &c. Dr. Allen, formerly Fellow of Trinity, told us a good deal about Porson ; how he used to meet him at wine parties at Stevenson's rooms, and how, when everyone else had gone but himself (Allen), he would exert all his powers of entertainment, and open all his stores of information, in order to induce him to sit on, that he might be able to stay the longer over the bottle. Thus Allen got an immense deal from him, of which he kept memoranda, and they are still in his possession. Some good stories told of old Barnes of Peterhouse. He and the Provost of King's great friends ; both Etonians. At St. Mary's one day Barnes very sleepy over the sermon. The Provost, who sat next him, jogged him continually, and he as often retorted by saying that he was only shutting his eyes, but not asleep. When the sermon was over, Barnes expostulated with the Provost, and said he had not been asleep ; the latter assured him that he had. Barnes again denying, * Well then, what was the sermon about ? ' said the Provost. ' About ! Why about a quarter of an hour too long ! ' answered Barnes. Tuesday.— BiOde with Phillips to lionise Lord Hardwicke's at Wimpole — same party at dinner as yesterday. Extracts from Parr Letters, vol. vii. p. 143 (to Lord Holland.) You may have heard that the other day there was an equality of votes for the Preachership of Lincoln's Inn. There must be a new election. I dread the power of Peel and the intrigues LIFE AT OXFORD 69 of Jackson. Lloyd of Christ Church is a good scholar and a worthy man, and I was much pleased to hear of his Eton preju- dices against the Westminsters at the recitation of one of their prologues. ' We shall have a false quantity,' says he. None came, the recitation went on, and his comrades teased him. ' Oh ! ' quoth Lloyd, ' come it will at last.' And come it did, in the word propitius, the first syllable being made long. Lloyd triumphed. Wednesday. — Same party dined here as yesterday, with the addition of Mr. Henry Rose, a Johnian. Went with Mr. Rose senior to the Public Library, to hunt out Commentaries on the Ethics. Thursday. — Rode out with my father; Lord Chief Justice Tindal and son (a freshman) arrived here. A large party at dinner to meet them, among whom was Whewell, just returned boiling hot from Germany, &c. Had some talk with Dr. Allen about Porson. Christian knowledge of the House of Commons : — Goulburn told us of a Bill, drawn up by an Irish member, Mr. O'Brien, and which he himself had seen, wherein it was provided that such and such proceedings (I forget the particular import of the Bill) should take place annually on the 1st of August, unless that day should happen to fall upon a Sunday, Good Friday, or Christmas Day ! My father's predecessor as Master of Trinity was Mansell, who at the same time was Bishop of Bristol. He had some reputation for wit, which showed itself in the composition of epigrams. I remember two of them, which are rather clever. 071 a singing man in Trinity Chapel choir, tvlw oived his appointment to favouritism, in return for his vote at a contested county election. * A singing man, and yet not sing ! Come, justify your patron's bounty ; Give us a song.' — * Excuse me, sir. My voice is in another county.' 70 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE Cn Bisliop Marsh, of Peterborough, wJio loas also Divinity Professor at Cambridge, building a house upon a site which had been occupied by a small inn, bearing the sign of Bishop Blaize. Two of a trade can ne'er agree ; No proverb e'er was juster : They've ta'en down Bisliop Blaize, you see, And put up Bishop Bluster.' Oxford : Nov. 30. Monday, \st. — A clergyman doing duty for a friend in Wales was told by an old woman who filled the situation of clerk that he must preach in the reading desk, as she had permission to keep her goose in the pulpit (Tireman, Magd.). Walked out with Twisleton. Dined with him at Trinity — wined with Steph. Denison at Balliol. Tuesday, 2nd. — Dined with Twisleton at Trin. : wined with Payne at Bal. Rogers walking about town early in the morning saw on a wall ' Warren's B ' which a man had been chalking up but had not had time to jfinish, on which he remarked that the ^ remainder was lacking (Skmner, BaL). Smith, by way of a joke, invited a party of friends who all had the names of birds — such as Chaffinch, Sparrow, Goldfinch, &c. To these he gave as the dinner hour a quarter to five ; but took care to tell Mr. Birdmore six, that by his coming in last he might have an opportunity for the joke : ' And now, gentlemen, let me introduce to you one bird more ' (Skinner). Rogers coming to a turnstile and going through first, excused himself to the friend with whom he was walking : * You see we cannot both go together, for this is the organ of individuality ' (Skinner). * Claret would be port if it could ' (Bentley : Monk's Life). Wednesday, Srd. — Wined with Rogers and Thomas. Born a posthumous child, and bred up as an object of charity, he (Swift) early adopted the custom of obser^dng his birthday as a term not of joy but of sorrow, and of reading, when it annually recurred, ' Bishop Marsh, author of Lectures on the Criticism and Interpretation of the Bible, made some sensation in his day, and incurred no little abuse, by a series of special questions which he required to be answered to his satisfaction by all who applied to him for admission to Holy Orders. LIFE AT OXFOL'D 71 the striking passage of Scripture in which Job laments and execrates the day on which it was said in his father's house * that a man-cliild was born.' Thursdaij, 4:th. — Dined &c. with Hope. . . . Heard of Garnier's election to All Souls : called to congratulate him. Friday, 5th. — Dined with Grant of New Coll. : met Acland, Sir Stephen Glynne, &c. Story of Swift and his clerk, * Dearly beloved Eoger,' not true according to Sir Walter Scott in his Life of Swift. ' The press was never so powerful in quantity — and so weak in quality as at the present time ; if applied to it the simile of Virgil must be reversed, " Non trunco sed frondibus efficit umbram " (Lacon). . . . The pastry cook and confectioner are sure to put good things into an author's pages if he fail to do it himself.' Saturday, 6th. — Unwell ; stayed in ; Denison dined with me. Eeceived a basket of game from Wilmot. ' Quicquid delirant reges, plectuntur Achivi.' When error sits in the seat of power and of authority, and is generated in high places, it maybe com- pared to that torrent which originates indeed in the mountain but commits its devastation in the vale. Cato finely observed he would much rather that posterity should inquire why no statues were erected to him, than why they were (Lacon). Sunday, 1th. — Dined with Claughton of Trin. ; breakfasted with Pennefather of Bal. ; received a letter from Chris. Cicero observed to a degenerate patrician, ' I am the first of my family, but you are the last of yours.' And those who value themselves merely on their ancestry have been compared to potatoes — all that is good of them is under the ground. The first consideration with a knave is how to help himself ; and the second how to do it with an appearance of helping you. Dionysius the tyrant stripped the statue of Jupiter Olympius of a robe of massive gold and substituted a cloak of wool, saying gold is too cold in winter and too heavy in summer. It behoves us to take care of Jupiter. Monday, 8th.— 'Rode to Blenheim with Manning. Dined with Hamilton. In all societies it is advisable to associate if possible with the highest ; not that the highest are always the best, but because if disgusted there we can at any time descend, but if we begin with the lowest, to ascend is impossible. In the grand theatre of human hfe a box ticket takes us through the 72 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE house. So it is better to be at Ch. Cb. than at any other college. Wrote to Wilmot. Tuesday, dth. — Dined with Head at Merton : met Wortley &c. ; walked out with Twisleton, who told me of an amusing parody on mv uncle's lines, ' There lived &c.' There lived, beside the untrodden ways To Rydal mere which lead, A bard whom there were none to praise And very few to read. Wednesday, 10th. — Breakfasted with Hope ; walked with Michell ; dined with Canning. Plutarch says that ' the sur- name of Cicero was owing to a wart on the nose of one of his ancestors in the shape of a vetch, which the Romans called cicer.' This has given rise to a blunder of some sculptors, who, in their busts of Cicero, have formed the resemblance of this vetch on his nose ; not reflecting that it was the name only, and not the vetch itself, which was transmitted to him by his ancestors. Burke used to practise speaking at a low club which met at a baker's ; on which Sheridan remarked that ' it was no wonder the lion, gentleman, who went to a baker's for his eloquence, should come to the House of Commons for his bread.' TJmrsday, 11th. — Wrote to Chris ; wined with Jeffreys ; took Michell to the Debating Society. Question : ' Whether the Duke of Wellington's Ministry deserves the confidence of the country ? ' Gladstone opened, Abercorn, Lincoln, Herbert, &c. spoke. Carried in the negative by a majority of one. Tea with Gaskell. Honour is most capricious in her rewards. She feeds us with air, and often pulls down our house to build our monument. ' Felix quem faciunt aliena pericula cautum.' This is well trans- lated * It is better to borrow experience than to buy it.' Friday, 12th. — Wine with Denison. Saturday, Idth. — Rode with Hamilton, Spoke Declamation in Hall. Sunday, 14.th. — Hawkins preached ; dined with Phillips of Trinity College, Cambridge, at the Angel. Monday, 16 th. — Walked w^ith Twisleton. Tuesday, 16th. — Wine with Popham. Wednesday, 11th. — Dined with Twiss of Univ. Thursday, 18th. — Breakfast wdtli Phillimore. IJFE AT OXFORD 73 In a letter to my brother Christopher, written from Cud- desdon, September 4, 1829, I find the following : What do you think of Tennyson's Prize Poem ? [Timbuctoo.] If such an exercise had been sent up at Oxford, the author would have had a better chance of being rusticated — with the view of his passing a few months in a Lunatic Asylum — than of obtaining the prize. It is certainly a wonderful production ; and, if it had come out wdth Lord Byron's name, it would have been thought as fine as anything he ever wrote. I was always very intolerant of anything like injustice, whether in a great matter or in a small. One afternoon, as I was calling on a friend at Brasenose, I found him sadly put out, and storming at the Principal's manservant who was standing in the room. He told me that the Principal had treated him very unjustly ; that he would not believe what he said, for he really was very unwell, &c. I offered to go and explain matters to him. He thankfully accepted my offer ; so I followed the servant, who conducted me into his master's presence. I said that I was come in behalf of my friend Mr. Brown, who, I was sorry to find, had incurred his displeasure : he really was very unwell and had no inten- tion to deceive. The Principal (the good and courteous Dr. Gilbert,' afterwards Bishop of Chichester) looked at me astounded ; made no reply ; but ceremoniously bowed me out of the room. I did not consider that I had done anything extraordinary ; but I was told that Herman Merivale, when he heard of the incident, remarked that I was the strangest compound of modesty and impudence that he had ever known. It may surprise those who are unacquainted with the system of the English Universities, to learn that a very 1 The same who, being vice-chancellor, entertained my uncle as his guest, when the latter went to Oxford to receive his honorary doctor's degree at the Commemoration in 1839. 74 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE short interval of time, or even none at all, may suffice to come between the undergraduate taught and the teaching graduate. In my own case this interval did not consist of more than a few weeks. James Hope, afterwards Hope- Scott of Abbotsford, a Christ Church friend, had made me promise that, if I took pupils for the long vacation after my degree, he should be one of them. Francis Popham, another friend and former schoolfellow at Harrow, then of University College, asked to be permitted to join us. To this I readily consented ; and it was settled that we three should spend that summer together in North Wales. My circumstances were not such as to render the taking of private pupils a necessity, nor did my father require it of me. But, as I had been (it must be confessed) rather extravagant in my under- graduate course — not in giving parties, w^hich I seldom did (being shy and nervous as to how they might turn out), but in furnishing and ornamenting my rooms, in buying books, and in playing tennis, an expensive game — and as my father had been all along very generous to me, I was naturally desirous that, as far as I could prevent it, he should be put to no further expense on my account. At the same time I determined from the first not to sacrifice my liberty of choice in regard to pupils, but to take only such as I more or less knew and liked. Consequently, when a third applica- tion came to me from a Gentleman Commoner of Christ Church, whose manners and character w^ere not such as I could approve, I declined to accept him. After passing some w^eeks at the Inn at Tan-y-bwlch, Hope and Popham and I removed to the comfortable lodgings of Martha Owen at Festiniog, a place of more seclusion, at the top of the vale. There I became an enthusiastic fisherman, spending many hours almost daily by the river side, or more frequently wading in the river, fascinated by the quiet loveliness of the scenery, though LIFE AT OXFORD 75 rewarded by little sport, fish being few ; but always buoyed up by the hope of better fortune. Towards the end of our stay at Festiniog we were joined by Canning, a Student of Christ Church ; and among other excursions which we made together was one to Beddgelert, our main object being to ascend Snowdon by night, in order to see from the summit the rising sun. Accordingly, we set out with a guide about eleven p.m. ; but before we had gone more than half the way, Canning's heart or strength failed him, and he declared he could go no further. We seemed to be reduced to the dilemma of either returning airpaKToi, or of leaving him behind to find his way back as he could alone in the middle of night. At length, how^ever, he rallied slightly, and by such help as we and our guide could give in turn, in pushing and pulling, he reached the top. And yet it was he who afterwards, when Governor- General, proved, as was said, the only man in all India who had the necessary nerve to be calm himself, and to inspire calmness in others, amid all the terrible dismay and consternation of the great revolt. I cannot pass from this incident without adding that the experience of our ascent of Snowdon by night was precisely similar to that which my uncle witnessed and has described so vividly in The Prelude. At first the night had been dark and inclined to drizzle, so that we doubted whether it would be worth while to go on. However, we persevered, and as w^e ascended we entered a thick mist, through which when we had passed, we found ourselves in a region dimly lighted by the moon, out of which mountain tops were standing in all directions, like islands in a great sea : Insulse Oceano in Magno : — and then, the mist rapidly clearing off, the countless features of the scenery below — green fields, rivers, woods — one by one became visible as the sun arose, and lighted up the 76 ANNALS OF MY EAKLY LI IE whole with surpassing beauty. We were more than re- warded for our persistency and faith. On my return to Oxford after the long vacation in 1830, I removed from attics in Peckwater to better accommodation in Tom Quad. But unhappily my new rooms had a smok- ing chimney. They were next to Tom Tower on the east side of the quadrangle, and immediately over the porter's lodge. It was supposed to be impossible to cure the chimney ; but I was determined at all events to make the attempt.^ First I w^ent to Dr. Barnes, the Subdean, and then also acting Bursar or iEdile of the College, to ask his authority and assistance in enabling me to correct the offender. * Oh, Mr. Wordsworth,' he replied, ' the chimney has smoked for three hundred years, and I suppose it must continue to do so.' Though a Conservative, I could not acquiesce in such an application of the principle in my own case. Next I went to Dr. Pusey, and requested him to give me his opinion upon the passage in the Psalms, ' I am become like a bottle in the smoke ' (Ps. cxix. 83) . I had read (for I read all the literature upon the subject which I could lay my band on) that the old Hebrews were accustomed to put a bladder or wineskin (bottle) in a chimney that smoked, upon the principle that by the movement of the bladder the smoke would be enabled to es- cape upwards and the wind would be prevented from coming downwards ; but Pusey — he thought me, I believe, to be half joking, but I really was quite in earnest — could give me no help or consolation. However, I tried a bladder, but with no effect. Also I tried a gooseberry bush upon the same principle, and with the same result. Wherever I went in * In so doing I was not aware that I was following the example of so good a man as Charles Simeon, of whom T. T. Gurney wrote as follows : ' He was impressed with a notion that he was possessed of a most scientific mastery over smoking chimneys ; and I shall not soon forget his deliberate, vigorous, but, alas ! ineffectual deahng mth an offender of this description among the chimneys at Earlham.'— Carus' Memoirs, p. 479. LIFE AT OXFORD 77 vacation time I studied the various conformations of chimney-pots. More than this : on making an excursion in an eight-oar up the Cam to Ely, while walking about the town I was much struck with a peculiar form of cowl ; so I went and bought one like it, and brought it back in triumph in the boat to Cambridge, and afterwards took it with me in the Pluck coach when I returned to Oxford. I had it put up ; but it was not long before a storm of wind came and blew it overboard into the street, to the great danger of Her Majesty's lieges who might be passing underneath. Still, I was not to be discouraged. I wrote to William Birkbeck, a distant family connection, who was then at Cambridge, ask- ing him to ascertain from his father, the well-known founder of Mechanics' Institutes, what was best to be done in such a case. His father replied that cure was impossible ; that, by the law of Pneumatics, a chimney which is placed closely under a building higher than itself (as mine was under Tom Tower) must smoke when the wind is blowing in a certain quarter. At last, however, I seemed likely to succeed. As I was walking along the Strand in London, I observed upon a house a board bearing, in conspicuous letters, the words, * Smoky chimneys effectually cured.' I went in and com- municated with the shopman ; he undertook to come down to Oxford and cure my chimney. He came. Part of his plan was to bore holes under the grate through the college wall, so as to introduce a strong draught from the outside. While the operation was in process Dr. Barnes, who had heard that something was going on, was seen coming across the quadrangle towards my rooms. So I went and ' sported oak,' that is, shut the outer door against all intruders. The workman proceeded with his emplo3^ment, and the holes which he made are still to be seen in the outer wall of the front of the college. My perseverance was rewarded. It is true that the noise of the draught going up the chimney was 78 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE almost as great a nuisance as that of the smoke coming down ; but the hnpossibility had been rendered possible. I had reahsed the truth of the German proverb : Geduld, Vernunft und Zeit Macht moglich die Unmoglichkeit. Patience, intelligence, and time — these three, Make possible impossibility. It was generally understood that I had succeeded; so much so that, shortly after, Dr. Barnes called upon me to ask for the address of my friend in the Strand, in order to employ him upon the chimney of the College lecture room, w^hich also had been smoking — of course for three hundred years — but was now to be taught to abandon its extreme conservatism and become a reformer. This was a great triumph. Moreover, before Easter of the following year I was able to negotiate an exchange of rooms with Herbert Kynaston. I must not quit my old rooms without recording a slight incident which belongs to them. I had been in the habit of keeping a small cask of Guinness's porter in a closet over the porter's lodge. One afternoon — it must have been on a Saturday — after taking a glass of stout just before going into Chapel, in my hurry not to be too late, I had left the tap not properly turned ; and when I came out I was met by the porter exclaiming, in dismay, ' Oh, Mr. Wordsworth, your porter has been all running through the ceiling into my lodge.' Of course, I expressed sincere regret on every account. Such a practical joke on the part of my good Guinness was to be condemned, and I need scarcely say it was never repeated. The rooms to which I once more migrated were on the ground floor and well situated in the south-west corner of Tom Quad ; but they required considerable improvements. LIFE AT OXFORD - 79 They were draughty, as the walls, though papered, had never been battened, and the middle of the firej^lace, not being under the centre beam of the ceiling, greatly offended my keen sense of proportion. So I was induced to stay up during the early part of the following long vacation, 1832, in order to superintend the necessary alterations. In the course of the work a discovery was made of considerable interest. It was found that the east wall of my sitting- room had been the outer wall of Wolsey's original buildings of the main front of the College. It had been known previously that the west side of the quadrangle had been added afterwards, but the precise point at which the old work terminated and the new began had not been as- certained. The rooms next to mine on the west belonged to Canning ; and he kindly allowed me to have the use of them while mine were undergoing repair, so that I could be always at hand to guide and push on the work. Otherwise the time of my occupation of them was not a happy one. I was plagued with a visitation of a peculiar kind. All the mice of the college, having been starved out from their several quarters, and hearing ' that there was corn in Egypt,' came together in troops to those rooms. But, though they hoped to be boarded at my expense, they paid to me no respect what- ever. In an evening, while I was sitting in my arm-chair, they would actually come running across the table, and over the pages of the book which I was reading, or even gnaw at the lighted candles. In a morning, when I put on my dressing- gown, ' a beastie,' as the Scotch say, would run out of the sleeve where it had been sleeping cosily during the night. I bought a couple of mouse-traps and placed one on either side of the fire-place under the settees, and every five minutes each of them enclosed a new prisoner. I had not the heart to be their executioner : so I let them run away out of the window. At last my patience was quite exhausted, and 80 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE catching hold of one by the tail, I cut it off (the only act of cruelty, I believe, of which I was ever guilty) and bade him go and tell his companions that they would all be treated in the same manner if they persisted in their intrusion. The warning, for a time at least, appeared to have some good effect. A reader may ask why I did not obtain the services of a cat. I am not sure that cats were admitted within the college walls. Dogs, certainly, were not. But to return to 1830, and to come to matters of more importance than the plague of a smoking chimney or the invasion of starving mice. During the term after that long vacation, as a private tutor I had for my pupils James Hope, WilHam E. Gladstone, Henry E. Manning, Francis Doyle, and Walter K. Hamilton ; and after Christmas, i.e. in 1831, and till I ceased to take pupils early in 1833, Lord Lincoln, Thomas D. Acland, and Charles J. Canning. They were all of Christ Church except Manning, who was of Balliol, and I need scarcely add all men to take interest and pleasure in and to be proud of. I must devote a few words of affectionate remembrance to each. 1. James K. Hope. — His countenance and general ap- pearance were singularly prepossessing. It was reported that his tutor at Eton had applied to him what Virgil says of Euryalus : Gratior et pulchro veniens in corpora virfcus. And his powers of mind were not inferior to the graces of his person. The state of his health prevented him from going up for honours in the Schools as he had intended to do ; but, being of a sedate and unambitious ^ temperament, ' Cardinal Newman bore testimony to this trait of his character in the sermon which he preached at the Jesuits' Church in London after his funeral, May 5, 1873. ' He might, as time went on, almost have put out his hand and taken what he would of the honours and rewards of the world. Whether in Parliament, or in the law, or in the branches of the PRIVATE PUPILS AT OXFOPtD 81 he bore ihe disappointment with equanimity. And soon after he had taken his degree he was elected a Fellow of Merton, as were also Manning and Hamilton about the same time. During their residence as graduates all three came more or less under Newman's influence, the two former with the disastrous consequence of ultimately following his example in joining the Church of Eome. In Hope's case it has been asserted, I cannot say how truly, that he became a Komanist from studying the subject of Papal aggression. He had been retained as a counsel against the Eoman authorities, and through the study of his case he became a convert.^ My own impression was that he w^as led to take the step, more or less directly from dissatisfaction with the course pursued by the Archbishop and other authorities of Church and State in the foundation of the Jerusalem Bishopric, against which he published a pamphlet. Be this as it may, he had chosen the law as his profession, and it was not long before he made his mark. He took to the Parliamentary Bar, w^here his great abilities as a pleader and otherwise enabled him to surpass all rivals, and to realise an income supposed to be not less than 20,000Z. a year, much of which I have reason to believe was charitably and munificently spent. The then Bishop of Exeter (Phil- potts) had such an opinion of Hope, though he must have been some thirty or forty years his junior, that when he (the Bishop) was in London he used frequently to come and take a quiet luncheon with him on Sundays (on all other executive, he had a right to consider no station, no power, absolutely beyond his reach. . . . But. strange as it may appear at first sight, his in- difference to the prizes of life was as marked as his qualifications for carry- ing them off. He was singularly void of ambition.' (Memoir, ii. 257.) Otherwise, he might have been a brilliant Prime Minister like Gladstone, and in some respects a more popular one. 1 See the letter of March 9, 1880, which I received from Mr. S. G. Thomas (personally unknown to me) while he was engaged in compiling my memoir for Celebrities of the Day. G 82 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE days Hope was too much engaged), in order to pick his brains upon points of ecclesiastical law. And his speech, afterwards published, in defence of cathedrals upon a Bill then before the Committee of the House of Lords, produced such an effect that when he sat down. Lord Brougham was overheard to mutter, ' that young man's fortune is made.' * I shall have occasion shortly to mention Hope again more than once in the sequel of these ' Annals.' 2. William E. Gladstone. — In addition to the irre- proachable excellence of his character as a young man, the talents and energy of which he gave early evidence were so remarkable that I fully anticipated, and often expressed my conviction, that sooner or later he would rise to be Prime Minister of England. It was not merely that he had left Eton with an exceptional reputation, or that in competing for the Ireland Scholarship he had won a distinguished place, or that in taking his degree he . had gained a double first (Mich. 1831)— he had also shown gifts as a speaker at the Union of the highest order. And of these I was then well able to judge. Excited by constitutional questions of the greatest moment, such as the Eoman Catholic Disabilities (involving Sir K. Peel's rejection as the representative of Oxford), and then that of the Eeform movement, I had become a keen politician, and the interest which I took in public affairs led me to avail myself of all opportunities to attend the debates in Parliament. I was present in the House of Commons when Lord John Eussell reintroduced the Pieform Bill in the new Parliament of Lord Grey, 1831, and on many subsequent occasions when the Bill was in Committee, so that I became quite familiar with the persons and performances of the leaders on both sides. Lord Althorp, Sir E. Peel, Lord J. Eussell, Sir Charles Wetherall, ' I find this confirmed, after I had written it, in Newman's sermon above referred to. PEIVATE PUPILS AT OXFORD 83 &c. &c. I was also present in the House of Lords during the whole of the debate, which lasted great part of five days and nights, Oct. 9-13, and ended in the rejection of the Bill by a majority of forty-one — at six o'clock in the morning — notwithstanding Lord Brougham had knelt upon the wool- sack,^ and prayed the Peers to pass the measure. On one of the nights, when I had secured a front seat in the gallery, as it then was, immediately behind the reporters, I remember one of them turned round and said to me as the debate was going on, * You will never hear anything so good as this in the Commons ; ' and when the Bishop of Exeter (Philpotts) sat down after a speech of nearly two hours, another reporter remarked, * Canning, in his best days, never did anything to equal that peroration.' On the night of the division, Edward Twisleton (a Whig and ardent Eeformer) had ac- companied me to the gallery on purpose to hear Brougham's concluding speech, of which great things were expected. We had sat continuously from 12.30 (having gone so early to secure our places) till about four in the morning, when Brougham rose. But Twisleton was so thoroughly tired out that he had fallen asleep, and it was all I could do to weaken him up to listen to his favourite orator. Again, I was present in the House of Lords, on April 13 of the following year, when the second reading of the Bill was passed by a majority of nine at 6.45 a.m.^ I mention these circumstances not merely to show how much I was then engrossed by politics, but to account for the increased familiarity which grew up between me and Gladstone, and Lord Lincoln also, on their account. It is stated by Mr. Brinsiey Richards in his article on 'Mr. Gladstone's Oxford ' It was maliciously said that he could not stand, having taken too much brandy and water in the course of his speech. - See Lord Cockburn's Life of Jeffrey, p. 32, and Lord Eussell's Rc7niniscences, p. 9(3. G 2 B4 ANNALS OF UY EARLY LIFE Days,' p. 37, that 'when in 1830 the Eeform Bill apjitation commenced throughout the country, the Anti-Reform League, founded by Charles Wordsworth, Gladstone, and Lord Lincoln, mustered four-fifths of the undergraduates and bachelors.' This is not quite correct. The fact was that a petition against the Bill, drawn up mainly by Gladstone and submitted in my rooms to the joint revision of the above-named trio (Lord Lincoln at the time being another of my private pupils), made a considerable sensation, having been signed within forty-eight hours, chiefly through the exertions of my two younger coadjutors, by an overwhelm- ing majority (probably four-fifths) of the undergraduates and bachelors, then resident in the University, and appeared in the Times, with a letter (if I remember right) ^ from me. The following letter, which my brother Christopher had preserved (I had no remembrance of it whatever), brings back vividly, though again in a ' bantering ' style, which, of course, must be taken cwn grano salts, the circumstances which it relates, and will tend to throw additional light upon the particulars now recorded, and especially upon Gladstone's prominence and success as a speaker in the Union. It also shows that my success as a cricketer was still maintained : Christ Church, Oxford : May 24, 1831. My dear CliriF?, — I am very grateful for your kind and con- siderate recollection of me in the plans which you have arranged ' The ch'cnmstances, as thus stated by Mr. Brinsley Richards {Temple Bar, June, 1883, p. 217) may be correct, but I do not remember them with sufficient accuracy : ' Some doubts having been expressed in the newspapers as to the sincerity of the anti-reform agitation at Oxford, Mr. Charles Wordsworth and Mr. Gladstone drew up a kind of manifesto which was inserted in the Times. In it the case of the Conservative party was ably put, and the document is remarkable from containing a sturdy protest against the infatuations of men who were encouraging the people to hope too much from the Bill.' I have reason to believe that Mr. Brinsley Richards look the trouble to hunt up the document in a file of the Times, and I am sorry he did not reprint it. In a letter of mine to my brother PRIVATE PUPILS AT OXFORD 85 for the loDg vacation, and have no hesitation in acquiescing most joyfully in your proposals as far as my Oxford engagements will permit. My answer therefore is — with many thanks — Te per Alpium juga, Inhospitalem et Caucasum, Vel occidentis usque ad ultimum sinum Forti sequemur pectore. I regret that, our term not being over till about June 18, I shall not be released in time to allow of my acting as your e See his speech at the meeting of the Wordsworth Society, held in the Jerusalem Chamber, Westminster Abbey, July 10, 1887. The speech is re- ported in the ' Transactions ' of the Society for 1887. 120 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE scholars of Trinity^ and both distinguished in the highest degree by University honours of many and various kinds ; with WiUiam Palmer, elder brother of Eoundell, a Fellow of Magdalen, who took a first class, and gained the Uni- versity prizes for Latin Verse and Latin Prose ; with Edward Twisleton, Fellow of Balliol, and classical first- class man ; with Antony Grant, Fellow of Neiv College, afterwards Archdeacon of St. Albans and Canon of Eochester; with John Eardley-Wilmot, of Balliol, now Sir Eardley, and late M.P. for South Warwickshire, who gained the Latin verse in 1829, after Claughton, as Claughton had gained it after me, and William Palmer had gained it in 1830 : with John Thomas of Wadham, who gained the Ireland Scholarship ; and with Stephen Denison of Balliol, a classical first ; while among Christ Church friends I may reckon Henry Liddell, now Dean, a double-first ; and Benjamin Harrison, afterwards Canon of Canterbury, clas- sical first, and mathematical second ; Eobert Scott, an Ireland Scholar, afterwards Master of Balliol and Dean of Eochester ; Eobert Phillimore, afterwards Sir Eobert ; Halford Yaughan, first-class man, afterwards Fellow of Oriel and Professor of Modern History ; Herbert Kynaston, first-class man, afterwards head master of St. Paul's ; William Jelf, first-class man ; James Bruce, first-class man, afterwards Lord Elgin and Governor-General of India. I was also acquainted with Bonamy Price of Worcester, after- wards Professor of Political Economy, and with Frederick Eogers, of Oriel, afterwards Lord Blachford, both of whom took double firsts ; and with Piers Claughton, first of Brasenose and then of University, afterwards Bishop of Colombo and Archdeacon of London, who took a classical first and won the English essay. In the above list will be found men of nine different Colleges, besides Christ Church. And it may be worth while to mention one of the ways ACQUAINTANCES AT OXFORD 121 in which these several friendships and acquaintances were maintained ; for Eardley-Wilmot and Liddell were, I think, the only ones among them all who could be called athletes in any sense. At Christ Church we had no Junior Common Eoom. To remedy this defect on a small scale, a club was set on foot (mainly, I believe, at my suggestion and through my exertions), which was to consist of common friends, all of whom had some pretensions to be reading men.^ We called ourselves ' The Tribes,' because we were to be twelve in number (though actually only ten) and because we met at the house of a Mr. Tribe — I think a tailor — on the oppo- site side of the street in front of Christ Church. Every day after Hall, in the room which we had rented, a table was to be laid out with a moderate supply of wine and dessert, for which only those who partook were to pay anything. Thus a pleasant opportunity was afforded for cheerful conversation and friendly intercourse, with the gentle stimulus of innocent conviviality for all who desired it. I find among my papers the following rough draft of an unfinished copy of verses, designed, in imitation of Gold- smith's ' Ketaliation,' to give a description of the characters of the friends who composed the club, after it had ceased to exist. Unfortunately, it goes no further than to include four of them — Benjamin Harrison, late Archdeacon of Maidstone and Canon of Canterbury ; Henry Jeffreys, now Vicar of Hawkhurst and Proctor in Convocation for the Diocese of Canterbury ; Herbert Kynaston, late head master of St. Paul's School, London, who acted as our steward and treasurer ; and Henry Liddell, now Dean of Christ Church. * ' Mr. Hope was not of standing enough to have been a member of a celebrated though private club brought together at Christ Church about the year 1831, "the twelve friends of Charles Wordsworth " (since President [Warden] of Trinity College, Glenalmoud, and Bishop of St. Andrews), though he certainly knew some of them intimately.' — Memoir of James Hope- Scott, i. 24 sq. 122 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE The remaining six members (including myself) were Walter Hamilton, late Bishop of Salisbury, Halford Vaughan, late Fellow of Oriel and Professor of Modern History ; Francis Doyle, late Fellow of All Souls, and Professor of Poetry ; Henry Denison, late Fellow of All Souls ; and James Ptamsay, afterwards Lord Dalhousie. AlXlVOV, WlXlVOV €l7r€, TO S' €V VLKOLTO). So, * the Tribes ' are dispersed ! — on the banks of the Isis I sat down and wept for the terrible crisis : Slow and sullen the waters beside me were rolling ; Deep and solemn the bells in the distance were tolling : — 'Tis the knell of the Club ! But they'll pull down the towers Ere they'll chime in as well as that dear peal of ours, When we met after Hall, a choice brotherly crew. And our tongues — they all rattled so fast and so true ! Descend, ye Nine ! Shall the shades of the young Pass downward unwept, unrecorded, unsung ? Nine brethren beloved — one for each of your choir ; So, let each in his praise sweep the strings of her lyre. 1. And first for her votary, let Clio arise, Think of all that is learned, and all that is wise, From the heights of her Pindus survey all the shore, To draw topics of praise for his classical lore ; Observe him still victor as onward he ranges From Bissus to Jordan, from Jordan to Ganges,' Where science (erst cradled by orient rays) To eagle-eyed study her treasure displays ; Then regret with a smile, as she lags far behind, Her realm all too small for the grasp of his mind ; And, as lost in the distance he fades from her ken, Pronounce his encomium — eake little Ben ! 2. With her harp ready strung as Thalia appears Jeffreys cocks up his spy-glass, and pricks up his ears ; Nor less was the muse at a loss to discover Whom to choose for her theme — rather say for her lover ; * He early became assistant to Pusey as teacher of Hebrew. >/~ MEMBERS OF ' THE TRIBES ' CLUB 123 So, hoping the Tribes wouldn't take it amiss, While he mutters * you fellows ! ' she seizes a kiss — (A kiss, which proclaimed that she knew where to find, She — the muse of good temper — the best-tempered mind) ; Then aloof, as an artist, her subject surveys, And still as she looks she sees something to praise. First marks how his right honest features bespeak Within all that's cheerful and modest and meek ; How in eyes that would fain look demure as a nun, \ Lurk bursts of good humour and volleys of fun ; All the soul's purer graces next wonders to trace By the sunshine of conscience that beams in his face, While, with heart alike stranger to guile and to pride. He seeks nothing to show, and needs nothing to hide : — * Dear youth, not in vain,' then exulting she cries, * Have I watched o'er thy cradle and smiled on thy rise : Not in vain I complained to the fates that the race Of scholars and poets were grown commonplace ; And preferred a request that my favourite child May be artlessly poHshed and gracefully wild ; May combine in a compound both novel and quaint All the gay of the sinner and good of the saint — Now brewing rum XDunch, full of laughter and frolic. Now glum with ten sermons, and twinged with the colic ; Not quite strict enough at his neighbours to quibble. Nor so deep as to doubt, nor so smart as to fribble : For him let home-truth be eccentric, for him Let wisdom consent to be seasoned with whim ; Let science be free from pretence, and for once Let ingenuous sallies prove learning a dunce ; And so, your professed men of talent to pique, Let me form — worth them all — my own Jeffreys unique.' 3. Next comes a strange mixture of genius and skill ; With his head in the clouds he can make out a bill ; Let Euterpe compose an irregular lyric To do justice to Herbert's ^ well-earned panegyric ; Who, with knowledge so various and taste so refined. Could cater alike for both body and mind ; ' Herbert Kynaston, who, as our purveyor, kept the accounts. 124 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE Though sometimes perplexed, so good-humoured and bland, He had always a balance of spirits in hand ; With his wit and his walnuts, his biscuits and banter. Kept our purses well emptied, well filled our decanter ; And we still must confess, if his charges were small, Put his luorth in the bill and he'd beggar us all. 4. Let Melioomene next tune her sweet liquid voice,' And her harp take in hand for the youth of her choice. Tall and stately he moves, with a head on his shoulders Formed so picturesque that it charms the beholders : Much more would it charm them to see all alive The brains within working like bees in a hive ; The treasure, w4iich labour to diligence yields. Stored up like the honey brought fresh from the fields ; The fields ever green of old Romans and Greeks, Or where x, y, and z play their manifold freaks ; The gardens in which wdth inherited grace His eye for Fine Art never misses its trace : — ■ But hold ! let us note what his judgment approves, Nor break the reserve that his modesty loves : Enough, if already you've mastered my riddle : Can you tell who I mean ? — to be sure, Henry Liddell. {CcBtera desunt.) Later on, when I had ceased to be an undergraduate, I was the means of forming another club on a wider scale ; not that the number of members was much larger, but because it comprehended men of different colleges, and was not confined, as ' the Tribes ' had been, to Christ Church. It was called ' the Bachelors,' and met in a room at the Angel Inn (now swept away to give place to the new Schools) on every Saturday evening. Its raison cVHre was much the same as that of ' the Tribes,' viz. to promote good fellowship, in the best sense, among our contemporaries, with the same festive provision for the same genial purposes ; * Melpomene, cui liquidam Pater Vocem cum citliara dedit.— Hokace, i. Od. xxiv. 3. TRAVELS ON THE CONTINENT 125 and the list of members included the names of several who are mentioned above as men of mark or men of promise.^ In the spring of 1833 I received a request through Dr. Cardwell, Principal of St. Alban's Hall, to become the travelling companion and tutor of a young nobleman — Viscount Cantelupe, son of the Earl of Delawarr — who was then leaving Oxford. The position was not one which I should have sought ; but it had great advantages in several respects. The remuneration to be given was more than ample, and my father, being acquainted with the young man's family — a family highly and most deservedly esteemed — was desirous that I should not decline it. Accordingly, the arrangement was made, and it was decided that we should take an extensive tour over the north of Europe, including Denmark, Norway, Sweden, and the northern parts of Germany. A courier (Degarlieb) was to accompany us, who, being a Pomeranian by birth, was well acquainted with the languages of all the countries we were to visit, as well as with those of the South. My pupil was not one of whom much was to be made. He had no literary or artistic tastes, except that he professed a likmg for Lord Byron's poetry, which was then fashionable. He had, however, as a travelling companion, some good points. His temper was never ruffled. He was more indifferent than, I fear, I was, when the accommodation we met with w^as uncomfortable or insufficient ; and he was quite content to rough it when occasion required, as in the excursions 1 They may be set down pretty correctly, I believe, as follows : Hamilton, Harrison, H. Jeffreys, and Wordsworth of Christ Church ; Claughton and Twisleton of Trinity ; Hillyard and Ormerod of Brasenose ; Popham and Travers Twiss of University ; Walker of Balliol ; Grant of New College ; Dudding of Exeter ; and W. Palmer of Magdalen. Claughton, in a letter, October 31, 1837, referring to the club, speaks of me as having been its ' President.' I may have been so virtually, but not, I think, in any formal sense. 126 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE which we made through parts of Norway. We left London in July by sea for Hamburgh, and, having purchased there a commodious travelling carriage, drove across to Lubeck, whence we proceeded again by sea to Copenhagen. There we were joined by another young nobleman, also of Christ Church — Lord Hillsborough, son of the Marquis of Down- shire — who, though not placed under my charge, was to be permitted to accompany us, and, so long as he remained with us, which was only during the former part of our tour, proved by no means a disagreeable or unintelligent addition to our party. It will be no part of my object in these remi- niscences to attempt to describe the places which we visited or the country through which we passed, familiar as these have now become through the descriptions of more recent travellers, though I shall not, however, altogether refrain from occasional remarks on such topics ; and so it may be mentioned here that I was disappointed with Copenhagen, and with what we saw of Denmark in general ; though the old cathedral of Koskilde — the Danish Westminster Abbey — from its semi-British monuments, and the ramparts of Elsineur, from their association with Hamlet, could not fail to be highly interesting to any Englishman. Having crossed the Sound, we landed at Helsingborg, on the Swedish coast, and there we had, for the first time, the experience of travelling in our carriage, with four small horses abreast, driven by our courier — like the chariot of Victory, to be seen over the Brandenburger Thor at Berlin ; and such continued to be our mode of conveyance over the smooth level roads which we traversed while we were in Sweden. Passing on from Gottenborg, we spent a day at Trollhattan, inspecting the famous falls ; and from thence paid a visit of several days, very agreeably passed, with Mr. Llewellyn Lloyd, the well- known author of * Northern Field Sports ' — a book which made a considerable sensation in its day — and also of TRAVELS IN NORWAY 127 * Game Birds and Wild Fowl of Sweden and Norway.' He was a distant relation of mine, on my mother's side ; and he received us at his house near Wenersborg very hospitably, and with him (we could not have had a better or more amiable guide and instructor) we enjoyed during two days some successful fishing on the lake, catching on each day with a minnow four salmon averaging 17 lbs. ; another day was devoted to shooting, and one of my young companions shot a capercailzie. I may also mention, as characteristic of our host, that he had a tame wolf in a kennel at his door to serve as a watchdog ; and in his stable he showed us a horse of which, in an encounter with a bear, the furious animal had bitten out a large portion of one of the flanks. We went with Lloyd on a Sunday to his parish church. Of course, ^ve could not follow the service, though he^ being master of Swedish, could do so perfectly. Men and women were separated, taking their places on different sides of the main aisle. There was a great predominance of singing, which seemed to me very good. But what gave an unfavourable impression at the last was that the minister, before leaving the pulpit, gave out a long succession of notices of the most secular kind, relating not only to births, deaths, marriages, but to auctions, markets, &c., which occupied not less than a quarter of an hour ! From Wenersborg we posted, as before, by Fredrickshald, the frontier town of Norway, to Christiania. There we spent some time, and, inter alia^ had the honour of dining with the Crown Prince Oscar, who had come for the sitting of the Storthing — the Norwegian Parliament. I attended one of the sessions. There was a commonplace air about the proceedings, and the appearance of the members was such as was to be expected in a democratic assembly. Each member sat at a desk with pen and paper &c. before him, 128 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE like boys in a schoolroom. At Christiania I had the good fortune to fall in with a young Englishman, Robert Latham, then a Fellow of King's College, Cambridge, in whom I be- came much interested. He had set himself to travel from country to country, mastering language after language as he went along, and he was then deep in Norwegian. Eventually he became a universal linguist, and the author of works designed to advocate a system of pronunciation and spelling, which, if only it could have overcome the practical difficulties to be met, would have been of the greatest service to mankind. Through him I obtained access to the library of the University, and was intro- duced to the Botanical Professor, who put me in the way of obtaining some rare specimens of Norwegian flora, which I sent off as a present to my friend Roundell Palmer, at Oxford (then a botanist among his other acquirements), but which, unhappily, never reached him. With another acquisition, made at Christiania, and intended as a ,gift to another Oxford friend, I was more fortunate, though the chances were much more against it. I allude to a pair of Norwegian snow skates, called ' schees,' which, though mar- vellous in speeding the wearer over tracks of snow, were awkward to carry upon a long journey over terra firma, being some five feet or more long ; but which, nevertheless, I contrived to bring home in safety ; and they are now, I believe, to be seen hung up among other curiosities in the grand old Hall of Littlecott. During our stay at Christiania, we fell in with Lord Kerry (who died before his father, the third Lord Lansdowne), and Colvile (afterwards Sir James, and Chief Justice of Bengal), whom I had known slightly as an undergraduate of Trinity, Cambridge. An old memorandum book contains the following : * Sunday, August 25. — Laid up with bad headache all the evening. Borrowed from Kerry, and read a good deal of Wilber- TRAVELS IN NORWAY 129 force's *' Practical Christianity." Mem. — To get it on my return to England.' Leaving our carriage at Christiania, we set out for an excursion which was to carry us over the Har danger Fjeld to Bergen. We started on the road to Drammen and Kongsberg, as a cavalcade of four ; I and my two younger companions driving each his own carriole, with his carpet- bag and a caddie-boy behind to take back the pony and vehicle ; while the courier followed in a sort of rough post- cart, which contained the remainder of our imj)edimenta. The following stanzas, composed as I went along, will show the exuberant enjoyment which the rapid pace and the singular ease and elasticity of our conveyance, together with the smoothness of the road and the varied beauty of the scenery through which we passed, combined to inspire. Stanzas composed ivhile driving a Carriole for the first time 071 the road from Christiania to Kongsberg. I have journeyed by sea and by land — Who lias not in this travelling age ? — I have lolled in my lord's four-in-hand, And have moped in a Paddington stage : But in coaches ^ I ne'er wish to move ; A steamer's a ssid jntch-and-tar-y hole ; Would you know the conveyance I love ? 'Tis the little Norwegian carriole. In the days of yore all the world rung With the feats of Olympian fillies ; And Homer and Virgil have sung ' The car of the gallant Achilles ; ' But crack as ye may of your chaises, Ye whips, Greek or Roman, I dare ye all To appear, and compete with the praises Of me and my snug httle carriole. ' Written before railways had come into uee. 130 ANNALS OF MY EAULV LIFE Not swifter the Queen Ampliitrite Skims over the waves in her shell ; Not gayer the goddess so mighty Turns out in her Cyprian dell : Or let Jupiter down from the skies Send Mercury post through the starry 01- Ympus, and, fast as he flies, 111 run him a race in my carriole. AYilly Shakespeare has told how that Mab The smug httle Queen of the Fairies, Used a nut-shell to drive for a cab, When o' nights she went out on vagaries ; — But her coach-makers, Squirrel and Grub, I think I may venture to hariole,^ When they built her the bonny wee tub. Took the hint from the sight of a carriole. * And pray what's it like ? ' My dear sir, why, Like a tiny canoe without keels — Like a bonnet turned up topsy turvy — Like a coalscuttle set upon wheels : But, although it don't run upon springs, You will err if you think it a jar-y hole ; Not smoother yon lark on her wings Floats, than I on the shafts of my carriole. * I'd not be a butterfly ' 2— no ! — That I leave to my dear little coz ; — I'd not be a ' bluebottle,' though It has nothing to do but to buzz : — But, methinks it would not be amiss To be whisked, without stopping to tarry, whole Years together through country like this, And in you, my Norwegian carriole ! ' Anglicised from the Latin hariolor, to divine, guess, conjecture. 2 This, and what follows, alludes to two songs well-known many years ago, one beginning with, ' I'd be a butterfly,' fashionable with young ladies ; the other about ' a bluebottle,' no less fashionable with young gentlemen. TRAVELS IN NORWAY 131 Now we wind by the fjord so blue — Now the darkling pine-forest is past — Now the dashing cascade comes in view, Or the tall peak, with clouds overcast : — Now I ' live,' now I ' reign ; ' ^ not a care Rises up in my bosom to mar the whole, As I sit, and, all-buoyant as air, Shout ' Huzza ! to my snug little carriole ! ' To be sure, 'tis a selfish concern, And never would do for a couple ; And folks, when they marry, must learn Above all to be pliant and supple : — ! then if the day shall arrive, When, wedded, in carriage and pair I roll, May I ne'er long again for a drive In my little Norwegian carriole ! But supposing my fair one should frown, And should leave me to sigh and to pray ; And instead of a * Yes ' and look down, Should turn from my suit, and say ' Nay : ' In the heart which young Love would have broke. While I leave to old Time to repair the hole, Wrapping round me my bachelor's cloak, I'll canter through life in a carriole ! Soon after Kongsberg we left the road and our carrioles, and took to our feet, carrying with us provisions necessary during our proposed tramp over the Hardanger. The course which we followed was by Bolkesjo, Tind, Vaagen, &c. ; and, to those who know anything of the country, it need scarcely be told that parts of this excursion were of the roughest, offering no ordinary accommodation either of food or of lodging. It occupied altogether ten days, includ- ing detours to see both the Ejukanfos and the Voringfos — the two most celebrated waterfalls in Norway — and a fishing expedition at Argdohood. Road there was none, not even * ' Vivo et regno, simul ista reliqui, Quce vos ad caelum fertis rumore secundo.' — Hor. Ep. i. x. 8. K 2 132 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE mountain track, a great part of the way, after we had fairly entered upon the Hardanger range, so that we had occasion to hire guides ; and the scenery, upon the whole, though wild enough, was scarcely sufficiently grand to one who had seen the English, Welsh, and Scotch Lake Country, to make amends for the discomforts : consequently I was not sorry w^hen we caught sight of the Eidfjord, with Ullensvang lying at the foot of the mountain we had to descend ; and still better were we pleased when a lengthened row over the Sor-fjord brought us to the spot where we enjoyed once more not only two. or three days of much required rest, but the comforts and accommodations of civilised life. I had heard of Provost Ilertzberg — whose title indicates, I believe, a position somewhat similar to that of an English Eural Dean — from Lord Henry Kerr, who had made a Norwegian tour not unlike to ours the year before, and had kindly given me directions for our route, and also a letter of introduction, which he strongly recommended me not to neglect, as it would afford me the opportunity of making ac- quaintance witJi that interesting and remarkable clergyman, then in his seventy-fifth year.^ The picturesque situation of the Parsonage, apparently accessible by nothing more than a footpath, with its lawn reaching down to the banks of the fjord, and a full view of the Folgefond Glacier rising out of the water at some distance on the opposite side, formed a unique scene w^ell suited to the appearance of its occupant, whom we found to be a fine specimen of an active and sprightly, and withal venerable old man. He received us graciously, and instantly assured us of a welcome recep- tion, though we had arrived without notice and late in the ' Several notices of Provost Hertzberg have appeared in print. See especially Nonuay and its Glaciers, visited in 1851, by Principal Forbes, who describes him as ' universally known in Norway as one of the most benevolent and best-informed of the clergy,' p. 140. TRAVELS IN NORWAY 133 evening. We were soon invited to sit down to a plain but plentiful repast, at which, after the spare diet and hard exercise we had gone through, it will not be wondered if we performed feats of appetite which, I can well remember, were rather extraordinary (one of my companions despatched no less than ten boiled eggs one after another), but which our kind host appeared to regard only as matters of course. The next morning, when it was barely 7 o'clock, the Provost in proimCi ijersond woke me up ; entering into my bedroom sans ceremonie in his dressing-gown, and with a pipe in his mouth, and exclaiming, as he pointed to the window from which there was a full view of the mountain, * Ecce ! Folgefond non habet pileum tenebrosum ; dies erit nitidus.' Shortly after came in a young lady, his daughter, who, without any prudery or bashfulness, pre- sented me with a cup of coffee as I still lay in bed. The same day, if our appetites had not been previously appeased, they certainly enjoyed a splendid opportunity of receiving the most ample satisfaction, for early in the afternoon we were taken by our host to a marriage feast at a neighbouring house, where eating and drinking were carried on upon a scale such as I have never seen equalled before or since. It commenced with an antepast of brand- wein, cheese, and biscuits, handed round and partaken of equally by the guests of both sexes. This was presently followed by a most substantial dinner, to be itself followed after a short interval by a scarcely less substantial supper : all which, nevertheless, did not seem to produce any in- jurious effect upon the merriment, which amid music and dancing concluded the entertainment. My conversation with our host was mostly carried on in Latin ; but the difference in our mode of pronunciation formed a sad impediment. However, the dead language had its advantages; it enabled him to say some things 134 AXXALS OF MY EARLY LIFE which he would scarcely otherwise have ventured on. For instance, his second wife, whom he had recently married, was quite young ; and though he showed no unkindness towards her, yet, speaking in her presence, he frankly acknowledged that he had made a mistake, and he warned us not to follow his example in our old age. On our second day we made an excursion to the Folgefond Glacier, and when we had returned, and were sitting together after dinner, he proposed our health in these terms : * Salus vobis, qui primi Anglorum ascendistis Folgefond.' I noticed that the walls of the principal room of the Parsonage were adorned with engravings, among which were portraits of Lord Teignmouth, Sir Walter Scott, Sir Joseph Banks, Sir Humphry Davy, and Mr. Wilberforce. The hospitality which we thus enjoyed was given in accordance with the custom of that remote part of the country, in which, there being no inn or other place of public entertainment, the minister of the parish takes upon himself to keep open house for all wayfarers. No payment was demanded, or (as we were told) w^ould have been accepted ; only it was expected that we should * remember the poor,' which, it need scarcely be said, we were ' forward to do.' It will not be thought surprising that a visit paid amid circumstances so unusual made a strong impression upon my mind, and that I parted from our host with no ordinary feelings of attachment and esteem — feelings which found utterance in some Latin stanzas, composed as I lay along the bottom of the boat in which we proceeded on our course over the fjords to Bergen. The voyage took us two days. After we had landed at Bergen, the men who had rowed us from Ullensvang gave me time to transcribe my verses, and then took the copy back with them, promising to deliver it as addressed to the Provost. The verses were as follows : TRAVELS IN NORWAY 135 Ad virum Beverendum N. Hertzberg, Ullensv angles, Pastor em. lo, sodales, plaudite ! Montium Jam jam recedmit culmina ; jam caput Submittit Hardanger, feroxque Colla dedit pedibus premenda. lo, sodales ! Nos per inhospitos Tractus, et arcem rupibus horridam Ducente Natnra, solutis Templa Deae patuere portis. Optata quantum, mox dabitur quies Fessis viarum. Pauditur Eid-fiord Jam nunc, et Ullensvang supinus Cernitur inferiore nido.^ Tuque ! fidelis seu Genius loci Ma\ds vocari, seu populi Parens Pastorque, seu Praesul, colendus Voce pia et graviore plectro, Villam recepti protinus in tuam, Metu sacratos suspicimus lares, Clivosque, pendentemque silvam, et Caeruleas veneramur undas. Sed nee cubantes tam siliife placent, Nee lauta tantum munditiis domus, Nee celsa tam pectus gelatae ^ Percutiunt juga Folgefondi Spectare mores quam placidos juvat, Et corda nullis oblita sordibus, Purumque mirari leporem Mentis amabiliter jocosae ; > Comp. 'Celsae niclum Acherontiae.' (Hor. Ocl. iii. iv. 14). 2 The beautiful appearance of the glacier, as compared with an ordinary mountain-range, suggested the propriety of putting it in the feminine gender. Compare the Jungfrau of Switzerland, which may still defend its name on the score of beauty, though not for the reason commonly assigned. It was ascended by Principal Forbes and his adventurous companions in 1841— truly ' periculosae plenum opus aleae.' 136 ANNALS OF MY EAIILY LIFE Sive hospes, ut mos est, bene sedulus Tu fallis annos et senium grave, Seu blandus indulges benignae Colloquio Icviore venae. Te teste, sensi qua caput innocens ^tate adauctum ; te juveniliter Ridente, quae frontem piorum Canities hilarem coronet. Fronti piorum non fera frigora Stinxere lauros, non Aquilo impotens, Non lustra ter septem virenti Decutiunt animo vigorem. Hinc est aquarum quod prope marginem Umbrosa flores ^ arbor uti, senex, Tendisque (quod fas est) potiri Ante diem propiore c^lo. Nempe inter undas, inter et arbores, Plerumque praesens conspicitur Deus, Cui rite in Alpina sacerdos Fraude carens operaris ^ ara ; Norvegiorum rege beatior Urbis scelestse qui strepitu procul Efifugeris curas sequaces, Luxuriamque operosiorem. His culta quondam moribus indoles Divina crevit Cecropii senis ; His, cujus exhausto refertur Ssepe cado caluisse virtus Prisci Catonis ; quem neque, debilem ^tate, Grsecas discere literas Nee Thraciis ^ dextram pigebat Invalidam inseruisse chordis. ' See Psalm i. 3. 2 gee Virg. Georg. i. 339. ^ See Cic. De Scoiect. (c, ix.) In this latter respect the writer's memory deceived him, and he mistook the wish, which Cicero makes Cato to express, for the deed. TRAVELS IN NORWAY 137 Vosque, hospitalis praesidium domus, Herum (potestis si quid adhuc), Lares, Servate semper ! sic recessu Pulchra magis, potiorve sedes Haud ulla vestro, laitior aut focus, Visatur : Euri, sic, quoties furant, Pineta clivosasque, vobis Sospitibus, quatiantur orni ! Quin et, supremum respiciens vale, Suspiret olim plurimus advena, Prius neque ascendat triremem Quam fuerit dominum allocutus — * Vivas ! et ! si me foveat senem Talis recessus ! sic sine nubibus Frons nostra, delabente vita, Sic niteat sine labe pectus ! ' I had the satisfaction of knowing that the verses — a humble tribute to a country parson not unworthy of the muse of Geoffrey Chaucer, or of George Herbert, or of Oliver Goldsmith — had duly reached their destination by a letter from the Provost himself, written not long after — Octo- ber 27, 1833 — which, full as it is of the kindest feeling and the most delightful playfulness and buoyancy of spirit, the classical reader will not, I think, be displeased to see : and again, nearly two years later, I received from him a short but touching and cheerful note, dated May 19, 1835, in which were the words ' adhuc vivo — tui semper memor.' Nls Hertzherg ad Carolum Wordsworth, M.A. Ullenvang, Oct. 27, 1833. Legi, relegi, decies repetitum placebit, carmen tuum, quo me honorasti, Bergis Sept. 14 ; quo lecto voce Stentoris oa-ov aXXoL TTcvTtJKovTa clamavi : — ' Heus tu, Mercuri facunde, deorum dearumque nuntie, adesto ! Ito ! cnrovSa^ov, pete Elysium ; 138 ANNALS OF MY EAELY LIFE curva tufl lyra cane carmen istud immortali Horatio, ut audiat quantum musarum inter Britannos cultores adhuc post seculaundeviginti imbuti sint vernacula ipsius, ut non solum lingua loqaantur Eomana, sed etiam eademque pangant carmina. — Carmina ejusdem divino ajfflata spiritu.' Dixi : ' Sane, mi Horati ! tibi gaudebis audiendo, dicesque : *' Hocce carmen sapit ingenium meum ; hoc corculum meum asre perennius pangit carmen ! " ' Evax ! carissime Carole, macte ingenio tuo ; ' didicisse fideliter artes emollit mores ; ' * sic itur ad astra.' * The real Bard whom native genius fires, whom ev'ry maid of Castaly inspires.' Ad me scribis : ' At all events you will do me the kindness to receive the inclosed production as payment in kind for the favour of the perusal of your admirable Latin letter to Lord ClanwilHam &c., and hoping that it may afford you a hundredth i^art of the gratification, for which, on this and other accounts, I remain your debtor.' Crede mihi quod tu poemate tuo concinne pacto centies compensaveris. In memoriam jam mihi subit Earl Hills- borough mihi narrasse quod tu sis frater aut consanguineus PoetaB Wordsworth, de quo Aristarchus quidam ImiJerial Maga- zine October, 1821, p. 812, refert : ' Yes, Wordsworth will be read when Homer, and Virgil, and Byron are forgotten — but not till then.' Quis eorundem primus, W. aut B. ? * Non nostrum tantas componere lites.' Tu mihi Marcellus eris, — stat mihi. Quid quod centiesque insuper compensatus sum favore tuo me^ epistoLne ad Clanwilliam cseterosque Benefactores Orbatorum ; solatium est mihi, qui pene oblitus sum Romanae scribend^ linguae, quod tu, apprime gnarus, admireris. 0, quam me paenitet paenitebitque, non longius potuisse uti tua, sodaliumque, placida conversatione : honestorum usus virorum mihi est instar omnium. Longo meo jam gevo (74 J an.) multoties expertus sum, * II y a des hommes, dans le monde, qui, le plus on les connait, plus on les aimait, plus on les regrette.' Vestri me tenet desiderium. Differentia pronuntiationis latinaB inter Anglos Norvagosque, pereat o si ! Benigne scribis : Te velle volenter mandatorum mihi esse gestorem Christianiae et Holmiae ; persuasus sum te velle ferre etiam in Anglia. Precor, si occurreris quibusdam eorum, qui me visere, meo nomine intime salutare, nempe Clanwilliam ; Kerr, Marquis of Lothian ; Shore, vice Presid. Societatis Britannicae TRAVELS IN NORWAY 139 Sacrae ScripturaB ; Scott, attorney in Scotia ; Baker ; Elves ; Elliott ; Gournay ; Fowler ; Penrhyn, M. of Parliament, Com. House ; qui omnes fuere digni qui amentur ; manent cuncti alta mea mente reposti. Jam jam manum e tabula. Claudite nunc rivos, pueri, sat prata biberunt. Iterum relegendo tuum elegans carmen, memini : The Country Minister, Supplem. to the Imperial Magazine, December 15, 1821, p. 1219. ' Yonder the cottage stands where once he dwelt ' &c., quern ministrum ecclesise imitari conatus sum. Talem me cecinisti, qualem te fore auguror ; certe beatus ille qui vivit rure sic occupatus. Dii tibi dent annos, cetera de te. Vive, vale, quam plurimum ! Impertimus tibi et commilitonibus multam salutem nos omnes. Valde haveo scire quid agas ; quod in buccam venerit, scribito. Dixi. Tuus totus Nls Heetzbeeg. From Bergen we returned by the high road — a journey which occupied a week — to Christiania, and from thence in a few days set out again, on October 6 (but no longer accompanied by Lord Hillsborough), in our carriage to post across Sweden, via Karlstad and Westeras to Stockholm. But I feel that I ought not to quit Norway without paying a tribute to the kindliness of disposition which we con- stantly met with in the natives, and not least among the lowest orders. In a memorandum book which I had with me during our excursion over the Hardanger, I find the following remark, suggested by the good nature which they exhibited even in places the wildest and most remote : ' If a traveller, an Englishman especially, has too often occa- sion to notice the general depravity of human nature, he has also more frequent opportunities of witnessing one of 140 ANNALS OF MV EARLY LIFE its most redeeming qualities. The philosopher who first adopted the notion of referring all our actions to the principle of selfishness could scarcely have been a traveller. The kindness and attentions so frequently lavished upon wayfarers by those who can expect no re- turn, nor hope ever to see them again, cannot, certainly, be assigned to the polish of civilisation, for they are met with still more unreservedly in rude states of society ; nor to any other principles, as I believe, than those of sociality and benevolence.' If I had been disappointed by Copen- V hagen, I found in Stockholm more than I had expected. In its situation and surroundings — romantic land and water scenery brought into close connection with its streets and buildings — it has striking points which resemble those of Edinburgh ; though, upon the whole, as a city it will not bear comparison with our Scottish capital. We spent two Sundays there. The only English place of worship was a Wesleyan Chapel, which I attended, and on the second Sunday, tivice (so my memorandum book says). I trust, therefore, that I profited and was thankful for the privilege ; for throughout Norway we had met with no English service at all. Upon the whole, after passing a fortnight at Stockholm in the ordinary round of sight-seeing, &c. &c., we were not sorry to take our departure. Nor was there much to interest us in our journey of seven days through the South of Sweden. In short, we should have been better advised if the portion of our tour which included so much of that country — the scenery of which, unlike that of Norway, is for the most part tame and commonplace — had been omitted. At length we reached Ustad, and a very rough passage of thirteen hours across the Baltic — the last passage which the steamer was to make that season — brought us safe to Greifswald, on the coast of Germany. On the day after our landing (November 5), one of the TRAVELS IN GERMANY 141 professors of the university, Mr. Mandt, who had been in England, called upon us and offered to take us to a public ball that same evening. Accordingly, ^Ye \yent. There was a large assemblage. As I was standing among others looking on at a party of dancers, a fair Greifswaldese, who had been one of them, came up to me and offered me her hand. Not knowing who she was, or what she said (for she spoke in German), I could only make to her a low bow and look abashed. It was explained to me afterwards that the cotillon, which was the dance going on, allows any lady to offer herself as a partner to any gentleman whom she chooses, and that I had declined a very pretty compliment ! The occurrence had such an effect upon my sensitive nature that I determined forthwith to take lessons in dancing — a part of my education which, having had neither mother nor sisters to encourage or superintend it, had been too much neglected. And so I did, first at Berlin, then at Dresden, and ultimately at Paris. Thus I made myself — • as became an athlete — an accomplished waltzer ; with the result that, a few years after this, on an occasion which I well remember — a Domum ball at Winchester — I caused quite a sensation ; and this, not only by the perfection of the saltatory movements which I displayed — doubtless beyond all expectation — but still more perhaps by the determmation which I announced not to dance with any lady except my wife ! I had thought it my duty to be present at the ball in question (as it was given by the Winchester boys), and, being present, I could not resist the temptation of letting the company see wiiat a charming wife I had, and how I could exhibit her to the best advantage.^ Nothing could be more kind and agreeable than the attentions and hospitality we received, though perfect ' It ought to be mentioned, perhaps, that I was not then in Priest's Orders. 142 ANNALS OF MY EAllLY LIFE strangers, from Professor and Mrs. Mandt ; so that we were induced to remain at Greifswald a day longer than w^e had intended. I had much interesting conversation with him, especially about the wild and insubordinate habits of the students, which it would be now out of date to place upon record. Before quitting the town I happened to go into a bookseller's shop, where, to my surprise, I saw — and at once purchased — a copy of a reprinted edition of ' Nares's Glossary,' in octavo. To find such a book, reprinted in such a place — a small town on the outskirts of Germany — struck me as a remarkable and highly gratifying proof of the extent to which the study of Shakespeare is encouraged and cultivated in that country. Leaving Greifswald, where I had picked up what infor- mation I could concerning the German system of education, we went on our way towards Berlin. It was our intention to pass the winter there. And the time was not ill spent. In the first place, we were fortunate in our German master, Adolph Heimann, a young man who had recently taken his Ph.D. degree, and consequently was now Dr. Heimann. He was a good scholar, and had mastered English so as to be able to read Shakespeare and to read "Wordsworth. Though he was a Jew, and, without being bigoted, a conscientious and determined one, we soon be- came attached to each other : so much so that when I had settled at Winchester he followed me thither, and, on my recommendation, was appointed our German master. Subsequently he obtained a higher appointment of the same kind as Professor of King's College in London, and gained repute by a poetical translation into German of Henry Taylor's ' Philip van Artevelde.' Through his in- tervention I was enabled to make acquaintance with other students, i:)ast and present, and became familiar with their mode of life. For instance, I was present as a guest when TRAVELS IN GERMANY 143 a party of them met on the eve of January 1, to usher in the new year. As the clock struck twelve, enveloped in a cloud of tobacco smoke, we all stood up, and each kissed his neighbours right and left round the table ! I did not undertake to attend any one course of lectures at the university, but I was desirous to see something of all the more eminent professors, and to have opportunities of judging for myself of their manner and style of lecturing. And in attaining both these objects I was helped greatly by Dr. Heimann, and partly also by Professor Bockh, to whom Hugh Eose, his fellow labourer on the subject of Greek inscriptions, had given me a letter of introduction. I called upon Bockh, well known by his learned work on the Public Economy of Athens, and by his edition of Pindar, and found him very courteous and agreeable. It seemed as if the tobacco-pipe, never out of his hand and always ready to be applied to his lips, had enabled him to retain a placid and benignant countenance, notwithstanding the constant and severe studies in which he must have been engaged. Afterwards, I received from him the following note: Geehrter Herr, — In Bezug auf Ihr gefalliges Sclireiben bitte ich Sie ergebenst Morgen um 11 oder 12 Uhr in das Sprechzim- mer der Universitat zu kommen, wo ich dann die Ehre haben werde Sie Herr Prof. Gans verzustellen. Was Herr Prof. Bekker betrifft, so werde ich noch heute, falls ich ihn, wie ich glaube, zu sehen bekomnien sollte, mit ihm sprechen, und iibersende Ihnen zugleich eine Karte, wodurch ich Sie ihm empfehle. Nur mit iiberhauften Geschaften und schwankender Gesundlieit kann ich es entschuldigen, dass ich Ihnen noch nicht meinen Gegenbe- such gemacht habe ; ich werde dies aber noch in diesen Tagen thun, falls es Ihnen nicht lieber sein sollte, mich noch einmal in meiner Wohnung zu sehen. Mit der Unterhaltung wollen wir schon fertig werden ; Sie brauchen bios Muth zu fassen, um Deutsch reden zu konnen. Dann wollen wir auch liber den andern Gegenstand sprechen worauf sich Ihr Brief bezieht, und 144 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE ichwill Ihncn dann, wenn Sic es wollen, eine Liste von Schriften gcben, aus welchen Sie zu clem Zwecke, wovon Sie in Ihren Schreiben reden, eine Auswahl treffen konnen.^ Sollten Sie an Herr Rose schreiben, ehe wir uns gesprochen haben werden, so bitte ich mich besondcrs zu empfeblen. Ergebenst, BOCKH. Berlin : 27. Febr. 1834. I am sorry that I kept no journal of my sojourn at Berlin ; but the following sketches of lectures which I attended have been drawn out from some rough notes jotted down at the time, and may therefore be depended on as sufficiently accurate. The ' Ordinary ' theological pro- fessors then were Schleiermacher, Hengstenberg, Neander, Marheineche and Strauss. The hours kept were very diffe- rent from those to which I had been accustomed at Oxford ; or rather the work covered much more of the early part of the day, and continued, more or less, till 8 at night. Even in winter the lectures began at 7, and it was usual for the same professor to go on lecturing till 10, with only a few minutes interval between the hours sufficient to allow one set of students to retire and another to take their places. If a student came in late there was hissing and scraping of feet on the part of the class ; and on one occasion which I witnessed — at a lecture of Schleiermacher' s, at 8 a.m. in December — a student who so transgressed was received with such a volley that he was constrained to withdraw ; the professor good-humouredly remarking — 'Why so many? One or two would have sufficed.' 1. ScHLEiEEMACHER, a little old man, weak and tottering, with flowing white hair and with spectacles through which his eye pierced with undimmed lustre, took his seat behind ^ This refers to books on the German universities and education in general— a subject upon which I had promised Eoundell Palmer to write an article for a new magazine in which he was interested, and had helped to set on foot at Oxford during my absence. PROFESSORS AT BERLIX 145 a raised desk, on which as he pressed his arms, and thrust forward his wrinkled but animated countenance, one seemed to recognise the acknowledged leader of the new German school of theology. His manner was interesting and ener- getic rather than solemn or impressive ; and occasionally he was facetious, so as to elicit roars of laughter from his audience ; which was not large — not more than nineteen or twenty. He made scarcely any reference to his book, and there was no turning over leaves. 2. Neander. His lecture room, very spacious — formerly an apartment in the palace — and filled with between two and three hundred students, most of them with hats or caps on, exhibited a very different scene. Walking hurriedly up to his desk, by an instantaneous motion he put his left hand to his forehead, fixed his eyes upon his book, and removed neither — except in the act of spitting, renewed every five minutes — till the end of the lecture, so that it was impossible to obtain a distinct view of his features. Altogether his appear- ance was very incult ; and his coarse black hair, shaggy eyebrows, and dark brown complexion plainly indicated his Jewish extraction. He was lecturing on the 1st Epistle to the Corinthians, and had no notes, only the Greek Testa- ment. He provoked a laugh from his young hearers by remarking that Paul was * nicht fertig ' with the use of his moods, because Xva is found (1 Cor. iv. 6) with the indicative ; which according to Winer is ' a faulty construction of later Greek.' 3. BocKH also had a very large attendance of students, and among them I counted with regret — regarding it as a symptom of excessive study — not less than twelve with spectacles.^ On one occasion when I heard him, he was • I see that Lord Dufferin, in his St. Andrews Rectorial Address (April 6, 1891), attributes to the practice of fighting,-^o prevalent among German students, ' the disadvantage of putting a large proportion of the L 146 ANNALS OF MY EAIILY LIFE lecturing on the Antigone of Sophocles ; on another, his subject was the origin of the Amphictyonic Council. His personal appearance was in great contrast to that of Neander. Though his countenance bore marks of hard study, the expression was pleasing, with a mild lustre in the eyes, and now and then an agreeable smile. In manner he w^as quiet and gentlemanly, but constant reference to his notes gave to his delivery a cramped and awkward effect : although doubtless fully master of his subject, it did not carry him on in that free and easy way which renders attention a pleasure rather than an exertion. I noticed among his auditors an elderly gentleman, scribbling away with great perseverance, who, I was afterwards told, was the famous geographer and naturalist. Baron Friedrich Alexander von Humboldt. 4. Henning, a disciple of Hegel, impressed me more perhaps than any other professor whom I heard. His ap- pearance was that of a strikingly clever looking man, with dark hair and eyes, and bare forehead ; and his style and manner of lecturing, from the animation and energy with which he spoke, never clogged by reference to book or notes, further set off by a graceful delivery, resembled a piece of acting. His subject was the science of Ideas ; and he had a large and attentive audience. 5. The name of Immanuel Bekker, as a chief among Greek scholars, had been long familiar to me, and, if I had not been told beforehand what I was to expect from him, I should have been grievously disappointed. If Henning was a model of an animated and attractive lecturer, Bekker was the reverse; and consequently his lecture room was almost empty. The students (not above a dozen) treated him with scant respect, scraping and hissing when he was not loud enough to be well heard (for he often mumbled population into spectacles.' If he is correct, my inference was a mistaken one. PROFESSORS AT BERLIX 147 sadly), and he repaid their rudeness with marked in- difference. He was going through Thucydides — an author whom he had edited — and had arrived at the speeches of Diodotus and of the Platasans in Book III. Holding a small volume of the text in his right hand, and loose leaves of translated passages and notes in his left, he looked alter- nately from one to the other, but never for a moment lifted his eyes upon the class during the whole lecture, so that what he said had the effect of a soliloquy rather than of an address to them. To me his Greek was not easy to follow, as he laid more stress upon accent than we are wont to do. I took him to be about the age of Gaisford, perhaps rather younger, and there was, I fancied, a slight resemblance between them. Altogether it was distressing and melan- choly to see a man of European reputation exhibit himself to so little advantage, and to find him apparently without honour in his own country. I may add that in private he had the character of being remarkably reserved and taci- turn; so that, as he was known to be a great linguist, it was commonly said of him that he held his tongue in ten languages ! Strauss, who had come to Berlin to attend Schleier- macher's lectures, was still quite a young man, not more than twenty-six ; but he had been ordained, and I heard him preach in the Cathedral. On entering the pulpit, he made a bow to the Eoyal pew, though, if I remember right, it was unoccupied. The prayers used were from the ' Agende,' or Prussian Liturgy, put forth by order of the king, Frederick William IH., a few years before (1829), at the instigation of Chevalier Bunsen. I also heard Marheineche in his own church, where the service consisted of little or nothing besides singing and the sermon. Towards the end of a long piece of psalmody, he ascended the pulpit, and, having read eight or ten verses of the New Testament for his L 2 148 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE text, delivered an extemporary discourse upon Christ's entry into Jerusalem, from the Gospel for the Day, 1st Sunday in Advent, with a consider ahle degree of action, during rather more than half an hour, after which the congregation dispersed. Of Schleiermacher I have already spoken. I obtained an introduction to him through Dr. Heimann, shortly before his death ; and I took part in the procession of students and others, on foot and in carriages, who formed an almost interminable cortege at his funeral, so that it seemed as if the whole city had joined to pay him that last tribute of respect. The professor of whom I saw most in private was Neander. I was admitted to the quiet tea parties given to a select number of his students on Sunday evenings, at which his sister presided. On one occasion my presence and something I had said led to a con- versation in which the good professor expressed himself somewhat strongly in condemnation of what he considered the lax notions of literary morality prevalent in England. For instance, he could not understand how a man could venture to publish a book under the title of ' The Diary of a Late Physician,' who had never been a physician at all. And he thought the public mind must be in a very unhealthy condition which could tolerate such deception. I said what I could in justification of the practice, of which several other instances had then recently occurred, and had come to the professor's knowledge ; but it was evident that my defence made no impression. At Berlin I followed up the interest, which already at Greifswald I had begun to take, in the subject of German education. In this connection I do not remember that anything struck or pleased me more than a visit I paid to one of the largest of the six public gymnasia, named Zum Grauen Closter, then under Dr. Kopke. It was on occa- sion of a musical entertainment in which the pupils, upwards RESIDENCE AT BERLIN 149 of 500, all took part, and, so far as I could judge, with great success. They had all been taught to sing as an essential element of a good education. I could not help saying to my- self, ' ^Vhy should not we in England do the same ? ' And it will be seen, in the sequel of these Annals, that the im- pression then and there made upon my mind was not allowed to pass away without producing practical results. Although the German Church is not in either of its branches, Lutheran or Keformed, episcopal in the ordinary sense of the term, it retains the use of the ordinance of Confirmation, and gives to it its due prominence. Indeed, it would be well if, in many instances, we Episcopalians would take a lesson from the thoroughness with which, as a rule, preparation for it is carried out. All boys in the public gymnasia at the age of fourteen are required by law to attend a Prediger for a year, once a week or oftener, to re- ceive religious instruction, and the masters of the several gymnasia are bound to see that this is done by all the boys under their charge. The Prediger is chosen by the parents. I noticed that a similar system prevailed in Norway. There, Confirmation, which can only be obtained after a lengthened course of teaching, and strict examination by the clergy, is indispensable for admission into any public office, and even for marriage. Besides our courteous reception by the English Ambas- sador, then Lord Minto, w^hose daughters also were pupils of Dr. Heimann, and a grand entertainment upon one occasion at the palace of the Crown Prince, afterwards King Frederick Wilham IV., I had the pleasure of making the acquaintance of Canon Jelf (who had married a very agreeable German lady), and of his pupil Prince George, who afterwards became King of Hanover, and had some time before met with the sad accident which deprived him in great measure of his eyesight. He appeared to be a 160 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE very amiable youth, and his tutor spoke of him with great satisfaction. When the time came for leaving Berlin, early in the spring of 1834, we moved to Dresden. It cannot be said that Berlin is a city ever to grow fond of. It had no commanding feature to excite interest ; no grand river, no Tower of London, no Westminster Hall, no St. Paul's, no Westminster Abbey, no Houses of Parliament. But with Dresden I was charmed from the first. The Elbe alone, as it there flows, is sufficient to ennoble it. It has every advantage — social, natural, and artistic, and I may add, so far as my experience went, of climate — to make it a delightful place of residence. Seen at a little distance, when approached from the south, it reminded me of Oxford. Here we were again fortunate in our German master, and the German spoken is said to be as pure as is anywhere to be found. The man of most mark as a literary character was Tieck, the translator of Shakespeare. He w^as in the habit of re- ceiving company in an evening, to whom he gave readings. I was present on one such occasion, when he read his own German translation of a comedy of Goldoni. At Dresden I fell in with a Christ Church Student, Cyril Page, w^hom I mentioned before as one of our best skaters, and who had also been distinguished as a strong oar in our college boat. We had heard it stated that the current under the bridge over the Elbe was so strong that no boat had ever been known to surmount it. Our English pluck was at once aroused, and Page and I made up our minds that the thing was to be done, and that we would do it. We had a couple of oars made for the purpose, better than any that could be obtained on the spot, but we were forced to put up with the best boat we could find. Cantelupe undertook to act as our coxswain. The day came for the great exploit. We got our boat with its head DRESDEN AND LEIPZIG 161 well against the stream, and rowed straight on till we were just within the mouth of the centre arch, and fully expected to be able to succeed. Meanwhile, a considerable crowd had collected on the bridge to see two foolish young Englishmen attempt to do what was known to be impossible. We pulled and pulled with all our might, for some ten minutes or more, at the point we had reached within the arch's mouth, without advancing an inch ; and then there was nothing for it but to give in. Virgil has well described how the matter ended : Haud aliter quam qui adverse vix flumine lembum Eemigio subigit, si brachia forte remisit, Atque ilium in prcBce^s prono rapit alveus amni. It was sadly ignominious, but we had done our best. The truth is, the thing teas impossible, but only, I believe, because our boat (like all others there used) had no proper keel, and so could not take hold of the stream, which passed under it at its own free will ; ' whether the same experiment has ever been repeated since, and with greater knowledge of the problem to be solved than we had shown, I cannot say. From Dresden we thought it right and proper to pay our respects to Leipzig ; and we timed our visit so as to fall in with the famous bookselling fair. Here — it was, I think, on the evening of our arrival — I had the misfortune to com- mit a shockmg enormity, though in yarvd re. I did what I suppose no man has ever done before or since — I sat down upon a lady's bonnet ! It happened thus. Having gone for supper into the large salle-a-manger, laid out for some 200 guests, we made up to two chairs which appeared to be dis- engaged. A lady and a gentleman were sitting opposite. ^ When the above was written, I was not aware that the inter-university race is now, and has been since 1857, rowed with keel-less boats ; which leads me to fear that my theory, as stated in the text, may not hold good. 152 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE The lady imprudently had taken off her bonnet and placed it — not upon the chair beside her, but upon one on the opposite side of the table. That chair I had fixed on for myself, and without looking to see whether there was any- thing upon it, I sat down. The effect w^as instantaneous. I started up as if I had been sitting unawares on a bed of nettles or a nest of hornets. But who shall describe the face of that lady, or even the face of the gentleman, when, taking up the squashed bonnet — a smart new one, evidently bought to make a sensation at the fair — I presented it to the fair owner — an unsightly ruin ! The fault was not altogether mine. The bonnet had no business to be where it was. Nevertheless the untoward accident so discomposed me, that it entirely took away my appetite, and I retired supperless to my own room. I ought perhaps to have offered to buy the lady another bonnet ; but this, in my confusion, did not occur to me. At Leipzig, I availed myself of a letter of introduction, given to me, I think, at Berlin, to call upon Professor Hermann, the Greek scholar, Porson's antagonist. He made his appearance in top-boots, as if prepared to go out hunting, to which (strange to tell of a German professor) he was said to be much addicted. Our conversation turned upon recent appointments to EngHsh bishoprics — includ- ing Blomfield and Monk. And he w^as much puzzled to understand how the editing of Greek plays could prove a fitting prelude or recommendation for promotion to the episcopate. It was one of my greatest pleasures, while I was abroad, to keep up correspondence with my friends at Oxford, and to know that I w'as not forgotten by them. It would astonish young men — perhaps even young ladies — of the present day to see some of the letters W'hich I received during my travels, and still preserve, occupying four closely LETTEES FROM OXFORD FRIENDS 153 written pages of quarto paper, and some of them crossed on every page, from Walter Hamilton, Thomas Claughton, Koundell Palmer, William Palmer, Antony Grant, Eardley- Wilmot, and others. I do not remember that I was myself quite a match for my correspondents in point of prolixity ; but it appears that such was the case from a letter of Claughton's (April 3, 1838), in which he writes : 'I have still in my possession some of those crossed and recrossed specimens of classical epistles with which you used to favour your friends in good old Baccalaurean times.' Again, September 7, 1840, he writes from North Wales : ' I thought of you the other day at Tan-y-Bwlch, where I passed a night during a short tour I was taking. I remember re- ceiving from you when you were there one of those long and beautiful letters you used to write when earth wore a different garb to us both from what she wears now.' I have never been in the habit of taking copies of my letters except upon important matters of business ; and, so far as I know (but I have made little inquiry), they have not been preserved, except by my brother Christopher. From Eardley-Wilmot, before setting out, I had received, besides other letters, two epistles in Latin Elegiac verse, written from Naples, which are now before me, and which I prize as not unworthy to be compared to those of Milton, when a young man, to his friend Charles Deodate. Sir Eardley- Wilmot still cultivates his elegant gift of composition in Latin verse, which gained for him the Latin verse prize at Oxford in 1829, the year after Claughton had won it. In 1887 he pubhshed a collection of short elegiac poems, entitled ' Mentoni Florilegium,' which, in token of our old friendship, and still congenial tastes, he kindly dedi- cated to me. I quote a few passages from the mass of correspondence to which I have referred. But, before doing so, let me 154 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE insert the follo^Ymg, which I find jotted down in an old memorandum book just after I had arrived in Sweden : * Two great advantages of travel. (1) It quickens one's gratitude and affection towards absent friends, and piety and thankfulness towards God for the blessing of birth in a Christian country such as England. (2) Is the best school for acquiring a habit of observation.' In a letter from Eoundell Palmer, dated Oxford, October 30, 1833, and addressed to me (prematurely) at Leipzig, the first beginnings of the Tractarian movement are thus alluded to : - Keble has been preaching and publishing an assize sermon against ' National Apostacy,' which I should like to send you, if it were possible. And he and other Oriehtes are exerting them- selves very much to resist by all loyal and Christian means the expected attacks upon Church doctrine and discipline. They have printed and distributed a good many tracts upon these sub- jects, and wish a society to be formed of the friends of the Church for these purposes. For in truth, my dear friend, the political horizon does not look better than it did when you were last in England, and every one expects that the Church and the Uni- versities will be almost the first subjects taken in hand in the coming session. Again, from the same, December 14, to me at Berlin : Another subject which excites much conversation and interest just now in the Common Rooms and donnish circles of Oxford is the bold and decided manner in which a party in the Church, of which Keble is a leading member, are exerting themselves to occupy a high ground against any expected attacks or innovations from the State. They have not met Avith much warm co-opera- tion in Oxford, but have succeeded much better among the Vinegar Tops, as my Brother Porson [our sobriquet of William Palmer] used to call the country clergymen. Their first step is to be an address to the Archbishop of Canterbury, embodying their sentiments and breathing their resolution. How far this is or LETTERS FROM OXFORD FRIENDS 155 is not judicious remains to be seen. What do you think about it? The following sentences of a letter from the same cor- respondent, though of a date two years later (September 14, 1835, w^hen I had just settled at Winchester), are of so much interest and of such high value that I cannot refrain from inserting them here. He had finished his university course with extraordinary eclat the year before. I go into a conveyancer's office early in November. I have been reading much more steadily all this summer than at any- previous time which I can remember ; both at law, classics, and divinity, besides modern miscellaneous books. My love of the classics is much increased, and I have formed a deliberate resolu- tion to give them a certain portion of every day (except Sundays) hereafter ; by which means I hope in the course of a few years to become master of the whole range of ancient literature— not critically, but substantially. Even in law I take considerable pleasure and interest ; and I trust if God contmues to give me grace, to make His glory the end and object of all my studies, by which a power is unquestionably gained for the right or wrong use of which all who possess it must be deeply responsible. May God grant, my dearest Wordsworth, that you may so use the . . . which He has given you, and the opportunities of your present situation, as to call down His blessing upon yourself and upon all within your influence ! "^ W^ALTER Hamilton to me at Berlin, under date January 13, 1834. He was then a Fellow of Merton, and preparing to become Tutor. We are now in most anxious expectation about the measure of Church Reform to be introduced by her Majesty's Ministers. Of course any plan they may contemplate bringing forward will only affect the temporalities of the Church. They will not, I trust, touch the spiritualities. Should they attempt to do so, they will find that the clergy as a body are fully prepared to resist at all hazards such innovations. The claims of the Church of England as the true Church of Christ have been put forward 156 ANNALS OF MY EARLY LIFE most strongly of late, and have excited great attention both among the clergy and society. Sinclair, the chaplain of the Bishop of Edinburgh, has written an admirable treatise on Episcopacy, and Newman and Keble &c. are constantly putting out small and well- written tracts on these subjects. The anticipated danger of any attempts to encroach on the rights of the clergy as ministers of Christ has caused a union of persons hitherto much separated, and I think all such distinctions as Evangelicals &c. are likely to die away. The general interest, and the vindication of our common principles, are uniting such men as the Wilberforces &c. and my cousin Hook for instance, or, I ought rather to instance to you, Hugh Rose. The result of these changes will be very advantageous to the true High Church party. Hitherto, they have been identi- fied with hunting parsons [the Vinegar Tops of William Palmer] and cold, unaffectionate preachers. They will now be stripped of these adventitious auxiliaries, and will be known only as the un- flinching asserters of the claims of the Church. I trust their zeal will not make them bigots, and that in their just reprobation of the popular principle of expediency they will not think it necessary to disregard prudence and sobriety ; for though double-minded- ness and instability be equally contemptible in the eyes of God and man, still foolhardiness and zeal without knowledge do not in consequence become virtues. In another of his letters Walter Hamilton mentions that he had been reading the ' Excursion,' which I had given him, and he admired it so much that * he valued it next to the Bible.' Thomas Claughton, who had become private tutor in Lord Ely's family, wrote to me at Berlin about the same date, January 10, from Ely Lodge, near Enniskillen in Ireland, a long letter, of which the following are extracts : I must thank you for your descant on the Hardanger Fjeld. Oh, that I could have been with you ! There is no deprivation which I would not have submitted to for the sake of seeing the glorious work of Nature uncontaminated, as it were, by man. Thirty miles without a single house ! No tea, sugar, candles ; no bread ! A bed in a hayloft ! I could have borne all this ; one LETTERS FROM OXFORD FRIENDS 157 hint you gave was the only thing which ' blanched my cheek,' but you introduced it only in the way of illustration. I mean the Corinthians iv to7