The author has heard his most unmusical voice repeat the celebrated description of Paradise, which he seemed fully to appreciate.

His other studies were of a different cast, chiefly polemical.

He never went to the parish church, and was therefore suspected of entertaining heterodox opinions, though his objection was probably to the concourse of spectators, to whom he must have exposed his unseemly deformity.

He spoke of a future state with intense feeling, and even with tears.

He expressed disgust at the idea, of his remains being mixed with the common rubbish, as he called it, of the churchyard, and selected with his usual taste a beautiful and wild spot in the glen where he had his hermitage, in which to take his last repose.