CUESTIÓN XIV.

Ignatius Sancho has approached nearer to merit in compofition; yet his letters do more honour to the heart than the head. They breath the pureft efFu- fions of friendfliip and general philan- thropy, and fhew how great a degree of the latter may be compounded with ftrong religious zeal. He is often happy in the turn of his compliments, and his ftile is eafy and familiar, except when he afFefts a Shandean fabrication of words. But his imagination is wild and extravagant, ef- capes inceflantly from every reftraint of reafon and tafte, and, in the courfe of its vagaries, leaves a trad: of thought as in- coherent and eccentric, as is the courfe of a meteor through the Iky. His fubjefts Jhould often have led him to a procefs of soper reafoning: yet we find him always fubftituting fentiment for demonftration* Upon the whole, though we admit him to the firft place among those of his own colour who have prefented themfelves to the public judgment, yet when we com- pare him wdth the writers of the race among whom he lived