beyond almost every
other, went straight to the farthest depths that the human
intellect can fathom, or from which human feelings can be drawn.
Many short poems of equal beauty with those here printed, have
been deemed unfit even for the limited circulation they might
obtain, on account of their unveiling more of emotion than,
consistently with what is due to him and to others, could be
exposed to view.

"The two succeeding essays have never been printed; but were
read, it is believed, in a literary society at Trinity College,
or in one to which he afterwards belonged in London. That
entitled _Theodicaea Novissima_, is printed at the desire of
some of his intimate friends. A few expressions in it want his
usual precision; and there are ideas which he might have seen
cause, in the lapse of time, to modify, independently of what
his very acute mind would probably have perceived, that his
hypothesis, like that of Leibnitz, on the origin of evil,
resolves itself at last into an unproved assumption of its
necessity. It has however some advantages, which need not be
mentioned, over that of Leibnitz; and it is here printed, not as
a solution of the greatest mystery of the universe, but as most
characteristic of the author's mind, original and sublime,
uniting, what is very rare except in early youth, a fearless and
unblenching spirit of inquiry into the highest objects of
speculation, with the most humble and reverential piety. It is
probable that in many of his views on such topics he was
influenced by the writings of Jonathan Edwards, with whose
opinions on metaphysical and moral subjects, he seems generally
to have concurred.

"The extract from a review of Tennyson's poems in a publication
now extinct, the _Englishman's Magazine_, is also printed at the
suggestion of a friend. The pieces that follow are reprints, and
have been already mentioned in this Memoir."

We have given this Memoir almost entire, for the sake both of its
subject and its manner--for what in it is the father's as well as for
what is the son's. There is something very touching in the paternal
composure, the judiciousness, the truthfulness, where truth is so
difficult to reach through tears, the calm estimate and the subdued
tenderness, the ever-rising but ever restrained emotion; the father's
heart throbs throughout.

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