The Art of Letters

The Art of Letters

You were godfather to a good many of the chapters in this book when they first appeared in the London Mercury, the New Statesman, and the British Review. Others of the chapters appeared in the Daily News, the Nation, the Athenum, the Observer, and Everyman. Will it embarrass you if I now present you with the entire brood in the name of a friendship that has lasted many midnights? Mr. Pepys was a Puritan. Froude once painted a portrait of Bunyan as an old Cavalier. He almost persuaded one that it was true till the later discovery of Bunyans name on the muster-roll of one of Cromwells regiments showed that he had been a Puritan from the beginning. If one calls Mr. Pepys a Puritan, however, one does not do so for the love of paradox or at a guess. He tells us himself that he was a great Roundhead when I was a boy, and that, on the day on which King Charles was beheaded, he said: Were I to preach on him, my text should bethe memory of the wicked shall rot. After the Restoration he was uneasy lest his old schoolfellow, Mr. Christmas, should remember these strong words. True, when it came to the turn of the Puritans to suffer, he went, with a fine impartiality, to see General Harrison disembowelled at Charing Cross. Thus it was my chance, he comments, to see the King beheaded at White Hall, and to see the first blood shed in revenge for the blood of the King at Charing Cross. From thence to my Lords, and took Captain Cuttance and Mr. Shepley to the Sun Tavern, and did give them some oysters. Pepys was a spectator and a gourmet even more than he was a Puritan. He was a Puritan, indeed, only north-north-west. Even when at Cambridge he gave evidence of certain susceptibilities to the sins of the flesh. He was admonished on one occasion for having been scandalously overserved with drink ye night before. He even began to write a romance entitled Love a Cheate, which he tore up ten years later, though he liked it very well. At the same time his writing never lost the tang of Puritan speech. Blessed be God are the first words of his shocking Diary. When he had to give up keeping the Diary nine and a half years later, owing to failing sight, he wound up, after expressing his intention of dictating in the future a more seemly journal to an amanuensis, with the characteristic sentences: ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 13764
Author: Lynd, Robert
Release Date: Oct 16, 2004
Format: eBook
Language: English