Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-1217 |
| Words | 384 |
I took a walk in the Charter House. I wondered that all the squares and buildings, and especially the schocl boys, looked so little. But this is easily accounted for. I was little myself when I was at school, and measured all about me by myself. Accordingly, the upper boys being then bigger than myself, seemed to me very big and 'el; quite contrary to what they appear now when I am taller and a a ee Sept. 1757. REV. J. WESLEY'S JOURNAL. 641 bigger than them. I question if this is not the real ground of the common imagination, that our forefathers, and in general men in past ages, were much larger than now: an imagination current in the world eighteen hundred years ago. So Virgil supposes his warrior to throw a stone that could scarce be wielded by twelve men, Qualia nunc hominum preducit corpora tellus. Such men as the earth now produces. So Homer, long before : Ovor vv Booro evot. Such as men now are. Whereas, in reality, men have been, at least ever since the deluge, very nearly the same as we find them now, both for stature and understanding. I set out in the machine, and the next evening reacherl Bristol. I preached at nine to a small congregation cf earnest people at Clutton; and in the evening at Middlesey. On Saturday, 27, we rode on to Tiverton. I preached in the market house to as large a congregation as ever I saw here. And all were quiet. So can God make, when it is best, all our enemies to be at peace with us. Jon. 29. We rode through vehement wind, and many hard showers, to Launceston. 'This gave me a violent fit of the toothache, which, however, did not hinder my preaching. Such a night I never remember to have passed before ; but all is good which lies in the way to glory. We rode to Camelford, where my toothache was cured, by rubbing treacle upon my cheek. At six I preached in the market place. How are the lions in this town also become lambs! I preached about noon at Trewalder, and in the evening at Port Isaac. This was long a barren soil; but is at length likely to bring forth much fruit.