Refulgent glories beam about his head;
His Muse, concording with resounding strings,
Gives angels words to praise the King of Kings.”
When such things were sung of a Medenham apostle, in presence of an unprotesting clergy, we need not wonder that there were a few serious men, with a certain John Wesley at the head of them, anxiously seeking for a “method” to remedy the enormous evils of the times.
We perhaps have deferred too long to notice the establishment of which such men as Stow and Speed were members, and which has furnished many a scholar or gallant gentleman to illustrate arts or arms. Let us then say a word of honoured “Merchant Tailors’.”
MEMS. OF “MERCHANT TAILORS.”
“My heart is yours,
And you shall see it spring, and shoot forth leaves
Worthy your eye; and the oppressed sap