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“Why should Milton, Shakespeare, and Lord Bacon, and Sir Philip Sidney die? Perhaps yet they shall not wholly die. I am not contented to visit the house in Bread-Street where Milton was born, or that in Bunhill-Row where he died, I want to repair to the place where he now dwells. Some spirit shall escape from his ashes, and whisper to me things unfelt before. I am not satisfied to converse only with the generation of men that now happens to subsist; I wish to live in intercourse with the Illustrious Dead of All Ages. I demand the friendship of Zoroaster. Orpheus, and Linus, and Musaeus shall be welcome to me. I have a craving and an earnest heart, that can never be contented with anything in this sort, while something more remains to be obtained. And I feel that thus much at least the human race owes to its benefactors, that they should never be passed by without an affectionate remembrance. I would say, with Ezekiel, the Hebrew, in his Vision, 鈥楲et these dry bones live!鈥� Not let them live merely in cold generalities and idle homilies of morality; but let them live, as my friends, my philosophers, my instructors, and my guides! I would say with the moralist of old, 鈥楲et me act, as I would wish to have acted, if Socrates or Cato were the spectators of what I did!鈥� And I am not satisfied only to call them up by a strong effort of the imagination, but I would have them, and men like them, 鈥榓round my path, and around my bed,鈥� and not allow myself to hold a more frequent intercourse with the living, than with the good departed.”
― William Godwin, Essay on sepulchres: or, A proposal for erecting some memorial of the illustrious dead in all ages on the spot where their remains have been interred.

“Men are apt to grow, in the apostolical phrase, too 鈥榳orldly鈥�: the propensity of our nature, or rather the operation of our state, is to plunge us, the lower orders of the community, in the concerns of the day, and their masters, in the cares of wealth and gain. It is good for us, sometimes to be 鈥榠n the mount.鈥� Those things are to be cherished, which tend to elevate us above our ordinary sphere, and to abstract us from our common and every-day concerns. The affectionate recollection and admiration of the dead will act gently upon our spirits, and fill us with a composed seriousness, favourable to the best and most honourable contemplations.”
― William Godwin, Essay on sepulchres: or, A proposal for erecting some memorial of the illustrious dead in all ages on the spot where their remains have been interred.

“The views into which I have been led, as to the effects flowing from the mortality of man to human affairs, and the feelings and sentiments it becomes us to cherish respecting the Illustrious Dead, I apprehend to be reasonable and true. Inestimable benefit will in my opinion flow, from the habit of seeing with the intellectual eye things not visible to the eye of the sense, and our attaining the craft and mystery, by which we may, spiritually, each in his several sphere, 鈥楥ompel the earth and ocean to give up / Their dead alive.鈥� For just so much time as any one shall spend in reading and meditating on the suggestions of these pages, provided it be done in a serious frame, the project is a reality, and as if it were executed: and I hope most persons who shall be induced to examine these hints, will derive from them a solemnity and composure of spirit, which so far as it operates at all, will be favourable to elevation of mind, to generous action, and to virtue.”
― William Godwin, Essay on sepulchres: or, A proposal for erecting some memorial of the illustrious dead in all ages on the spot where their remains have been interred.

“An author, whether good or bad, or between both, is an animal whom every body is privileged to attack: for though all are not able to write books, all conceive themselves able to judge them.”
― Matthew Gregory Lewis, The Monk