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Tirocinium by William Cowper

I stayed up way too late last night reading this poem. I was working on a post about homeschooling verses Christian schooling and in my research found this treasure of a poem. This poem was written to a gentleman to convince him to not send his boys to school in 1784! Other than the older English style, this sounds like it could have been written today about our schools.

(I know it is long but actually this is just a portion of the full poem, which can be found here.)

Tirocinium

Would you your son should be a sot or dunce,
Lascivious, headstrong, or all these at once;
That in good time the stripling’s finish’d taste
For loose expense and fashionable waste
Should prove your ruin, and his own at last;
Train him in public with a mob of boys,
Childish in mischief only and in noise,
Else of a mannish growth, and five in ten
In infidelity and lewdness men.

Ye nurseries of our boys, we owe to you:
Though from ourselves the mischief more proceeds,
For public schools ’tis public folly feeds.
The slaves of custom and establish’d mode,
With packhorse constancy we keep the road,
Crooked or straight, through quags or thorny dells,
True to the jingling of our leader’s bells.
To follow foolish precedents, and wink
With both our eyes, is easier than to think;
And such an age as ours balks no expense,
Except of caution and of common sense;
Else sure notorious fact, and proof so plain,
Would turn our steps into a wiser train.

There shall he learn, ere sixteen winters old,
That authors are most useful, pawned or sold,
That pedantry is all that schools impart,
But taverns teach the knowledge of the heart.

No nourishment to feed his growing mind,
But conjugated verbs and nouns declined?
For such is all the mental food purvey’d
By public hackneys in the schooling trade;
Who feed a pupil’s intellect with store
Of syntax truly, but with little more;
Dismiss their cares when they dismiss their flock,
Machines themselves, and govern’d by a clock.
Perhaps a father, blest with any brains,
Would deem it no abuse, or waste of pains,
To improve this diet, at no great expense,

To show him in an insect or a flower
Such microscopic proof of skill and power
As, hid from ages past, God now displays
To combat atheists with in modern days;
To spread the earth before him, and commend,
With designation of the finger’s end,
Its various parts to his attentive note,
Thus bringing home to him the most remote;
To teach his heart to glow with generous flame,
Caught from the deeds of men of ancient fame;
And, more than all, with commendation due,
To set some living worthy in his view,
Whose fair example may at once inspire
A wish to copy what he must admire.

The ostrich, silliest of the feather’d kind,
And form’d of God without a parent’s mind,
Commits her eggs, incautious, to the dust,
Forgetful that the foot may crush the trust;
And, while on public nurseries they rely,
Not knowing, and too oft not caring, why,
Irrational in what they thus prefer,
No few, that would seem wise, resemble her.
But all are not alike. Thy warning voice
May here and there prevent erroneous choice;
And some perhaps, who, busy as they are,
Yet make their progeny their dearest care

Now look on him, whose very voice in tone
Just echoes thine, whose features are thine own,
And stroke his polish’d cheek of purest red,
And lay thine hand upon his flaxen head,
And say, My boy, the unwelcome hour is come,
When thou, transplanted from thy genial home,
Must find a colder soil and bleaker air,
And trust for safety to a stranger’s care;
What character, what turn thou wilt assume
From constant converse with I know not whom;
Who there will court thy friendship, with what views,
And, artless as thou art, whom thou wilt choose;
Though much depends on what thy choice shall be,
Is all chance-medley, and unknown to me.
Canst thou, the tear just trembling on thy lids,
And while the dreadful risk foreseen forbids;
Free too, and under no constraining force,
Unless the sway of custom warp thy course;
Lay such a stake upon the losing side,
Merely to gratify so blind a guide?
Thou canst not Nature, pulling at thine heart,
Condemns the unfatherly, the imprudent part.

Though wouldst not, deaf to Nature’s tenderest plea,
Turn him adrift upon a rolling sea,
Nor say, Go thither, conscious that there lay
A brood of asps, or quicksands in his way;
Then, only govern’d by the self-same rule
Of natural pity, send him not to school.
No—guard him better. Is he not thine own,
Thyself in miniature, thy flesh, thy bone?
And hopest thou not (’tis every father’s hope)
That, since thy strength must with thy years elope,
And thou wilt need some comfort to assuage
Health’s last farewell, a staff of thine old age,
That then, in recompence of all thy cares,
Thy child shall show respect to thy grey hairs,

Survey our schools and colleges, and see
A sight not much unlike my simile.
From education, as the leading cause,
The public character its colour draws;
Thence the prevailing manners take their cast,
Extravagant or sober, loose or chaste.

~ William Cowper ~

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Dr. George Ella to be in Gadsden, Alabama

Dr. George Ella will be speaking in Gadsden for the 2009 Gadsden Conference on the English Bible on Friday and Saturday, July 17 and 18, 2009.

He will also be speaking in several area churches during the two weeks he will be in the Southeastern part of the USA.

Dr. Ella has written Biographical works on:

William Cowper,
William Huntington,
James Hervey,
John Gill,
Augustus Montague Toplady,
Andrew Fuller,
Henry Bullinger,
Isaac McCoy

Dr. Ella has also published shorter works on over ninety Christian leaders.

He has written several theological books also.

Emmanuel Baptist Church, Enid, OK, has had him write their church history and has hosted Dr. Ella several times.

Some samples of Dr. Ella’s work available online include:

Hugh Latimer

Martin Bucer – several other topics can be found from this link.

The Dumbing Down of Doctrine

Biographia Evangelica – is Dr. Ella’s own site with a multitude of online articles.

I have to admit that I had never heard of Dr. George Ella before the Gadsden Conference on the English Bible planning was being done. The story about how a small town like Gadsden ended up with Dr. Ella coming to speak is rather interesting.

Somehow Dr. Ella’s email address was in one of the pastor’s Outlook address book so when the first information about the Conference was emailed out to everyone in the address book Dr. Ella received one. Through a few emails back and forth it was found out that Dr. Ella had distant relatives who had lived in the Southeastern USA.

When Dr. Ella expressed a slight interest in visiting Alabama arraignments were made to gather enough money for flying him to Alabama for speaking at the conference and several local churches. What started out as involving a handful of people has since become a much larger undertaking involving several churches, church associations, the Gadsden Public Library, Gadsden State Community College, Gadsden Museum of Art, and the Gadsden Cultural Arts Center.

The other locations for Dr. Ella’s speaking schedule can be found through this link. They include the Gadsden Public Library, several Primitive Baptist Churches, a Southern Baptist Church and a Reformed Baptist Church in addition to the Gadsden Conference on the English Bible.



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