While London was reveling in the adventures of Roderick Random and Peregrine Pickle, was enjoying dalliance with Tom Jones, was boasting its two-bottle men, was attending the School for Scandalwhile, in short, fashionable England was doing all the things which Queen Victoria soon put a stop to there blossomed in the Parish of Olney a more godly literature.
John Newton, after 20 years at sea, had taken Holy Orders, had become curate of the parish.
William Cowper*, poet, after a few years of insanity, had come to Olney with a Mrs. Unwin, whose...
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