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tianity, lasted down almost to modern times. ‘He has a devil,’ Harvey was more than once heard to say as he flung the book from him to the other side of the room, and turned again to the researches from which the poet and enchanter had wiled him too long away. But in spite of all that science on the one hand, or imagination on the other, could do to occupy his mind and fill his heart, his sympathy and love for his fellow-men were ever keen and ever active. He instituted a quarterly meeting of the Fellows of this College, who were then to dine together, and thus to maintain brotherly love towards each other; and the year before his death, when he presented to the College the title-deeds of the estate which we still possess, he entertained all the Fellows at a banquet, while one of the objects specially set forth in the deed by which he founded this our anniversary was the exhortation which it is my duty to-day to make to all of you, my colleagues, that ‘we should continue mutual love and affection among ourselves.’
Such was the man, such were his pursuits; loving knowledge for its own sake, loving it too not in pride of intellect, but in humility of
