To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-465 |
| Words | 376 |
William
Jones? (if he could pardon them for believing the Trinity 1)
And yet both of those are Hutchinsonians. What pity is it,
that so ingenious a man, like many others gone before him,
should pass so peremptory a sentence in a cause which he
does not understand Indeed, how could he understand it? How much has he read upon the question? What sensible
Methodist, Moravian, or Hutchinsonian did he ever calmly
converse with? What does he know of them, but from the
caricaturas drawn by Bishop Lavington, or Bishop Warbur
ton? And did he ever give himself the trouble of reading
the answers to those warm, lively men? Why should a
good-natured and a thinking man thus condemn whole bodies
of men by the lump? In this I can neither read the
gentleman, the scholar, nor the Christian. 410 REv. J. weslEY’s JournAL. [Sept. 1770. Since the writing of this, Lord Lyttleton is no more; he
is mingled with common dust. But as his book survives,
there still needs an answer to the unjust reflections contained
therein. Sat. SEPTEMBER 1.--I took a walk to the top of that
celebrated hill, Carn-Brae. Here are many monuments of
remote antiquity, scarce to be found in any other part of
Europe: Druid altars of enormous size, being only huge
rocks, strangely suspended one upon the other; and rock
basins, hollowed on the surface of the rock, it is supposed, to
contain the holy water. It is probable these are at least
co-eval with Pompey's Theatre, if not with the Pyramids of
Egypt. And what are they the better for this? Of what
consequence is it either to the dead or the living, whether they
have withstood the wastes of time for three thousand, or
three hundred years? Sun. SEPTEMBER 2.--At five in the evening I preached in
the natural amphitheatre at Gwennap. The people covered a
circle of near fourscore yards’ diameter, and could not be
fewer than twenty thousand. Yet, upon inquiry, I found
they could all hear distinctly, it being a calm, still evening. Mon. 3.--Between eight and nine, while I was preaching
at Truro, we had only a few light showers; although, a few
miles off, there was impetuous rain, with violent thunder and
lightning.