in the Chandos collection at Stowe; part of which, in four volumes quarto, with a Latin translation, has been recently printed at the charge of the proprietor, his Grace the Duke of Buckingham. Besides these, there are various manuscripts in the possession of Irish gentlemen, members of the Iberno-Celtic Society, and others, some of which are of considerable antiquity. Of the more modern compositions of the two last centuries the titular Bishop of Cork has at least ten thousand quarto pages transcribed. Were, however, the more ancient Irish manuscripts, now in the King's Library at Copenhagen, or the still larger collection in the Royal Library at Paris, examined; were the Spanish manuscripts deciphered, or the stores which are believed to be deposited in the Vatican, it is almost certain that the claims of the Irish, to a very early cultivation of letters, would be admitted.

Ancient records, the very deciphering of which was strangely regarded in former times, as tending to endanger the tranquillity of the kingdom, were not likely to remain long in it, and hence we fully account for the foreign collections; but that, under the influence of the same fear, the laudable and natural desire of translating any part of these by a foreign power, should not have been met and gratified, proves the extent to which the dread of Irish composition had gone.* At such a period, prejudice would consign to oblivion whatever came within its power. Indeed, until the reign of James I., if not later, it seems to have been an object to discover every literary remain of the Old Irish, with a view to its being either destroyed or concealed. At the same time, no individual can, even at present, distinctly in

* In the reign of Elizabeth, the King of Denmark applied to England for proper persons, who might translate the ancient Irish books in his possession; and an Irishman in London, then in prison, being applied to on the subject, was ready to engage in the work; but upon a council being called, a certain member, it is said, who may be nameless, opposed the scheme, lest it should be prejudicial to the English interest. + Webb's Analysis, p. 121. Dub. 1791.

form us, whether what we have in our possession be of real value or not, or whether these manuscripts are not nearly the only remaining source from which light might be thrown on the ancient history of Ireland, and perhaps discover to us some of their ideas respecting other countries as well as their own. The stores even in Dublin have never been impartially and thoroughly canvassed, nor does even a complete Catalogue Raisonné of the collection in Trinity College exist.

I may repeat it, therefore, that the actual state of Irish manuscript, for these last two hundred years, is one of the most striking illustrations of the power of prejudice, as to one branch of our national history, to which any historian can point. In the most ancient and curious, which, I presume, must be abroad, historical narration there must be, of whatever value; assertions also, many, in which the author had no motive to falsify, though in various instances he might prove to be mistaken. That the Irish language is the repository of either much literary excellence, or valuable historic information, no one is less disposed to assert than the present writer. All that he means to affirm is, that the amount of information in these numerous written compositions, no man can tell; they have never been thoroughly examined—weighed in the balance with contemporary manuscripts, and found inferior. We have been printing, very properly, ancient and modern Greek in parallel columns, Turkish for the Turk, and struggling hard to decipher the hieroglyphics of Egypt; but the records. of one branch of the British population are still to be explored. Of the manuscripts said to be in Spain, no one informs us whether they are in the Escurial, or at Salamanca, Alcala, or elsewhere. Of the King's Library at Copenhagen, as there has never yet been a printed catalogue, nor the written one completed, what those manuscripts were, which a former monarch wished to have translated, we are yet to be told. In Paris, by a few

these manuscripts may be known to exist ;—in the Vatican they have slumbered since, and from before, the days of Wadding. Fragments have been translated from a few at home, and if all the rest are of no higher value, we should have the less reason to regret their neglect ; but chance specimens from a body of written composition are not like the specimens of most other things. In our present state, there is no judicious man who would hazard more than conjecture, and, perhaps, add,-before you decide, examine, at least, what seem to be the most valuable, and are most valued in different libraries; and, before you return your verdict, forget not the relative character of other nations at the same period. At present we are prepossessed with unexamined opinions; and the positive assertions of national prejudice, whether for or against the antiquity or value of Irish writing, have yet to be met by a positive and candid examination of the writing itself. At all events, there is one evil which has hitherto pursued the antiquities of Ireland, "that the writers in general, who have known her language, have been deficient in critical knowledge; while those who have possessed the genuine spirit of criticism, have not only been ignorant of her ancient tongue, but despised it." The language, however, of a people, which is as copious as our own, if not more so, can never prove a proper object of contempt ;* and the spirit which has begun to show itself in the nineteenth century, if it only continue, will at last do justice to this long-neglected race.

That Irish literature, properly so called, should be in its present condition, is not owing to there having been no anxiety expressed by others respecting it. Nearly a hundred years ago, we find even Dean Swift, who was certainly no friend to the language itself, requesting the

* O'Reilly's Irish and English Dictionary (the last published) has upwards of 50,000 vocables.

Duke of Chandos to restore to Ireland, by presenting to the library of Trinity, then newly erected, a large quantity of her ancient records, on paper and parchment, then in his Grace's possession, which had been collected, chiefly by Sir James Ware, and brought to England by Lord Clarendon. These, I believe, are still among the manuscripts at Stowe.

Edmund Burke also expressed much anxiety respecting the translation of these Irish records, and even prevailed on Sir John Seabright to send his manuscripts to Ireland for translation. The same feeling on this subject has also prevailed on the Continent. To quote only one instance :—“C'est un principe incontestable, que, sur l'histoire de chaque pays, les annales nationales, quand elles sont anciennes, authentiques, et reconnues pour telles par les étrangers, méritent plus de foi que les annales étrangères."-" Plusieurs sçavans étrangers reconnoissent que les Irlandois ont des annales d'une antiquité très respectable, et d'une authenticité à toute épreuve.”+

In the year 1757, we find Dr Johnson writing to Dr O'Connor:-"I have long wished that the Irish literature were cultivated. Ireland is known by tradition to have been the seat of piety and learning; and surely it would be very acceptable to those who are curious, either in the original of nations, or the affinity of languages, to be further informed of the revolutions of a people so ancient, and once so illustrious. I hope you will continue to cul tivate this kind of learning, which has lain so long ne glected, and which, if it be suffered to remain in oblivion. for another century, may, perhaps, never be retrieved."

Twenty years after this, Johnson is writing to the same individual, and on the same subject :—“ If I have ever disappointed you, give me leave to tell you that you have likewise disappointed me. I expected great discoveries in Irish antiquity, and large publications in the Irish

* Letter, dated 31st August, 1734. + Journal des Sçavans, October, 1764.

language; but the world still remains as it was, doubtful and ignorant. What the Irish language is in itself, and to what languages it has affinity, are very interesting questions, which every man wishes to see resolved that has any philological or historical curiosity. Dr Leland begins his history too late; the ages which deserve an exact inquiry are those times, for such there were, when Ireland was the school of the west, the quiet habitation of sanctity and literature. If you could give a history, though imperfect, of the Irish nation from its conversion to Christianity to the invasion from England, you would amplify knowledge with new views and new objects. Set about it, therefore, if you can; do what you can easily do without anxious exactness. Lay the foundation, and leave the superstructure to posterity."

The native Irish, it is well known, lay claim to high antiquity with regard to literary pursuits, and the disposition to grant this, to a certain extent, seems to be rather on the increase. That a prejudice should have existed was not wonderful. The colloquial dialect itself having been actually outlawed at an early age, and the policy which dictated this measure having been pursued for ages, it was to be expected, in the nature of things, that corresponding feelings would ensue as to all their written compositions. The reader, however, it is repeated, need not be alarmed at the idea of being about

* Boswell's Life, anno 1777. The words in Italics were misquoted by Dr Campbell in his Strictures, "if such times there were," although he was actually the bearer of the letter to O'Connor.

For a specimen of the Irish remains still left in our own country, see the Transactions of the Iberno-Celtic Society for 1820, vol. i. part 1. in which upwards of a thousand separate tracts are mentioned. Though many of these are of no importance but as curiosities, the second part promises the catalogue of others which bear on the history and antiquities of the country. It is also very desirable that Mr Groves should publish his "Irish Historical Library," for which he has issued proposals, as a correction and enlargement of Bishop Nicolson is truly a desidera

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