Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-199 |
| Words | 395 |
the main street at St. Austle. Tuesday, 22. I preached at
Mevagissey ; in the evening at Helstone. Wednesday, 23. I went
on to Penzance. It is now a pleasure to be here ; the little
flock being united together in love. I preached at a little dis-
tance from the preaching-house. A company of soldiers were
intown; whom, toward the close of the sermon, the good Offi-
cer ordered to march through the congregation. But as they
readily opened and closed again, it made very little disturbance.
Thur. 24.-I preached near the preaching-house at St. Just.
God applied his word with power : More especially at the meet
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ing of the society, when all our hearts were as melting wax.
Friday, 25. I preached in the market-place at St. Ives, to most
of the inhabitants of the town. Here is no opposer now. Rich
and poor see, and very many feel, the truth.
I now looked over a volume of Mr. K-'s Essays. He is a
lively writer, of middling understanding. But I cannot admire
his style at all. It is prim, affected, and highly Frenchified. I
object to the beginning so many sentences with participles.
This does well in French, but not in English. I cannot admire
his judgment in many particulars. To instance in one or two :
He depresses Cowley beyond all reason ; who was far from being
a mean poet. Full as unreasonably does he depress modern
eloquence. I believe I have heard speakers at Oxford, to say
nothing of Westminster, who were not inferior to either Demos-
thenes or Cicero.
Sat. 26. We had our Quarterly Meeting at Redruth, where
all was love and harmony. Sunday, 27. It was supposed, twenty
thousand people were assembled at the amphitheatre in Gwen-
nap. And yet all, I was informed, could hear distinctly, in the
fair, calm evening.
Mon. 28. I preached at Wadebride and Port-Isaac ; Tues-
day, 29, at Camelford and Launceston. Hence we hastened
toward Bristol, by way of Wells ; where (the weather being
intensely hot, so that we could not well bear the Room) I
preached on the shady side of the market-place, on, "By grace
are ye saved, through faith." As I was concluding, a Serjeant
of Militia brought a drum. But he was a little too late. I pro-