MEMOIR OF WERNER. 19 



wished to invoke his genius, and make him their 

 patron in a manner previously unknown. 



When hearing of such unusual success, who would 

 not suppose that he was one of those men who are 

 most ardent in propagating their doctrines, and who 

 have acquired an ascendency over their cotempora* 

 ries by numerous and eloquent writings, or who have 

 procured adherents through the influence of wealth, 

 or an elevated station in society ? But in his case 

 there was nothing of all this. Confined to a small 

 town in Saxony, without authority in the country, 

 lie could have no influence on the fortunes of his pu- 

 pils. He formed no connexion with people in power; 

 and such was the singular timidity of his disposition, 

 and aversion to writing, that not more than a few 

 sheets of his composition have been committed to 

 the press. Far from seeking to render himself im- 

 portant, he was so little conscious of his own merit, 

 that the most trifling honours conferred on him, even 

 at a time when his reputation was spread throughout 

 all quarters of the world, greatly surpassed all that 

 he had ever hoped for or desired. 



But this man, though so little occupied with him- 

 self, and so far from conceiving that lie was in any 

 degree called upon to write for the instruction of 

 others, had an indefinable charm in his language and 

 conversation. When once he had been heard — 

 when once, over a few fragments of stones or rocks 

 disposed almost by chance, he had developed, as if 

 by inspiration, all those general ideas and innumer- 

 able relations which his genius had perceived, no one 



