by
James Gillman
1838
'... But some to higher hopes
Were destined; some within a finer mould
Were wrought, and temper'd with a purer flame:
To these the Sire Omnipotent unfolds
The world's harmonious volume, there to read
The transcript of himself ....'
To Joseph Henry Green, F. R. S.
Professor of Anatomy of the Royal Academy, etc. etc.
The Honoured Faithful and Beloved Friend of
Samuel Taylor Coleridge,
These Volumes
Are Most Respectfully and Affectionately Inscribed.
The more frequently we read and contemplate the lives of those eminentmen so beautifully traced by the amiable Izaak Walton, the more we areimpressed with the sweetness and simplicity of the work. Walton was aman of genius — of simple calling and more simple habits, though bestknown perhaps by his book on Angling; yet in the scarcely lessattractive pages of his biographies, like the flowing of the gentlestream on which he sometimes cast his line, to practise "the all oftreachery he ever learnt," he leads the delighted reader imperceptiblyon, charmed with the natural beauty of his sentiments, and theunaffected ease and simplicity of his style.
In his preface to theSermons of (that pious poet and divine,) Dr. Donne, so much may be foundapplicable to the great and good man whose life the author is nowwriting, that he hopes to be pardoned for quoting from one so much moreable to delineate rare virtues and high endowments:
"And if he shall nowbe demanded, as once Pompey's poor bondman was, who art thou that alonehast the honour to bury the body of Pompey the great?"
so who is he whowould thus erect a funeral pile to the memory of the hono