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Allan Ramsay. [A biography.] - National Library of Scotland

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ii8 FAMOUS SCOTS<br />

during the South Sea madness, he kept his head when<br />

many a better man went mad with the speculative mania.<br />

He was pious, without his piety being black-edged with<br />

that gloomy bigotry which characterised much <strong>of</strong> the<br />

Presbyterianism <strong>of</strong> the seventeeenth and eighteenth<br />

centuries in <strong>Scotland</strong>. As he put the matter himself in<br />

his Epistle to James Arbiickle :<br />

•Neist, Anti-Toland, Blunt, and Whiston,<br />

Know positively I'm a Christian,<br />

Believing truths and thinking free,<br />

Wishing thrawn parties would agree.'<br />

He delighted in sociality and conviviality, but recoiled<br />

from aught savouring <strong>of</strong> licence or excess. To coarse-<br />

ness, it is true, he may at times have stooped in his<br />

work; but we must remember the spirit <strong>of</strong> the times<br />

was in favour <strong>of</strong> calling a spade a spade, and not ' an<br />

implement for disintegrating planetary particles.' To<br />

no degree greater than did Swift, or Steele, or Arbuthnot,<br />

or Gay, can <strong>Allan</strong> <strong>Ramsay</strong> be considered to have<br />

smirched his pages with references either ribald or<br />

indelicate. The spirit <strong>of</strong> the age was in fault when<br />

coarseness was rated as wit ; and to be true to life, the<br />

painters <strong>of</strong> the manners around them had to represent<br />

these as they were, not as they would have liked them<br />

to be.<br />

On the gth May 1755 <strong>Ramsay</strong>, when writing to his friend,<br />

James Clerk <strong>of</strong> Penicuik, a rhyming epistle, had said<br />

* Now seventy years are o'er my head,<br />

And thirty mae may lay me dead.'<br />

Alas ! the ' Shadow feared <strong>of</strong> man ' was already sitting<br />

waiting for him at no great distance farther on in his<br />

life's journey. For some years he had suffered acutely<br />

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