to religion and politics. His being impressed
with the danger of extreme latitude in either, though
he was of a very independent spirit, occasioned his
appearing somewhat unfavorable to the prevalence of
that noble freedom of sentiment which is the best
possession of man. Nor can it be denied that
he had many prejudices; which, however, frequently
suggested many of his pointed sayings, that rather
show a playfulness of fancy than any settled malignity.
He was steady and inflexible in maintaining the obligations
of religion and morality, both from a regard for the
order of society, and from a veneration for the Great
Source of all order: correct—nay,
stern—in his taste; hard to please, and
easily offended; impetuous and irritable in his temper,
but of a most humane and benevolent heart, which showed
itself not only in a most liberal charity, as far
as his circumstances would allow, but in a thousand
instances of active benevolence. He was afflicted
with a bodily disease which made him often restless
and fretful; and with a constitutional melancholy,
the clouds of which darkened the brightness of his
fancy, and gave a gloomy cast to his whole course
of thinking. We therefore ought not to wonder
at his sallies of impatience and passion at any time,
especially when provoked by obtrusive ignorance or
presuming petulance; and allowance must be made for
his uttering hasty and satirical sallies even against
his best friends. And surely, when it is considered
that “amidst sickness and sorrow” he exerted
his faculties in so many works for the benefit of
mankind, and particularly that he achieved the great
and admirable Dictionary of our language, we must be
astonished at his resolution.
The solemn text, “Of him to whom much is given,
much is expected,” seems to have been ever present
to his mind in a rigorous sense, and to have made
him dissatisfied with his labors and acts of goodness,
however comparatively great; so that the unavoidable
consciousness of his superiority was in that respect
a cause of disquiet. He suffered so much from
this, and from the gloom which perpetually haunted
him and made solitude frightful, that it may be said
of him, “If in this life only he had hope, he
was of all men most miserable.” He loved
praise when it was brought to him, but was too proud
to seek for it. He was somewhat susceptible of
flattery. As he was general and unconfined in
his studies, he cannot be considered as master of
any one particular science; but he had accumulated
a vast and various collection of learning and knowledge,
which was so arranged in his mind as to be ever in
readiness to be brought forth. But his superiority
over other learned men consisted chiefly in what may
be called the art of thinking, the art of using his
mind; a certain continual power of seizing the useful
substance of all that he knew, and exhibiting it in
a clear and forcible manner; so that knowledge which
we often see to be no better than lumber in men of
dull understanding, was in him true, evident, and actual