father, who had been active in his caused his death. He died on the loyalty, was exposed to sequestra- | 10th of November, in the most tion, Milton sheltered and pro- placid and quiet manner, and tected both him and his family until was buried in the chancel of St. the storm of the opposite party Giles's, Cripplegate, near the had abated. In 1645, he pub-grave of his father. A monulished a collection of Latin and ment was raised to his memory in English Poems, in which the Westminster Abbey ; but he left

Allegro” and “ Penseroso,' one behind him in his works far were included. Shortly after the more durable than any that hu-. execution of Charles I. Cromwell man art could erect; and by no appointed him Latin Secretary to one can the line of Horace be himself and parliament. The loss more properly or justly claimed ; of his wife, which took place soon

"Exegi monumentum ære perennius." after his appointment, was followed by another great affliction-the Milton when young was exceedloss of sight. Three daughters ingly handsome. In his habits he were then living, the two elder of was strict, and in his diet partiwhom are said to have been very cularly abstemious; he scrupuserviceable to him in his studies : lously avoided spirituous liquors, for having been instructed to pro- being convinced of their destructive nounce not only the modern, but tendency to individuals of sedenalso the Latin, Greek, and He- tary occupations. His health hav. brew languages, they read in their ing suffered by night studies in his respective originals, whatever au- youth, he was accustomed to rethors he wanted to consult, though tire early (seldom later than nine) they understood none but their to bed; and rose generally at five mother tongue.

in summer and six in winter. His In the year 1671, four years deportment was erect, open, and after the publication of “ Para- affable; his conversation easy, dise Lost,” he produced his “Pa- cheerful, and instructive; his wit radise Regained,” and “ Samp- was always ready at command, son Agonistes.” Some years after facetious, grave, or satirical as he printed his “ Familiar Epis- the subject required. His judgtles,” in Latin, to which, in'or- ment was just, his apprehension der to form a volume, he added quick, and his memory retentive. some Latin exercises. Milton was On his “ Paradise Lost” too much years


age when he com- praise cannot be bestowed, and as menced his “ Paradise Lost." Dr. Johnson justly observes, the

Towards the close of his life he purpose of the poem was the most was greatly troubled with the use ul and arduous that could be gout, which in the year 1674 chosen “to vindicate the works of


God to man. His subject is the of the servants at his father's fate of worlds, the revolution of gate, standing round a fortuneHeaven and Earth; rebellion a- teller, who pretended, at least, to gainst the supreme King, raised be deaf and dumb, and, for a small by the highest order of created gratification, wrote of the bottom beings; the overthrow of their of a trencher, with a bit of chalk, host and the punishment of their answers to such questions as the enemies, the creation of a new race men and maids put to him, by the of reasonable creatures; their same method. As Sir William original happiness and innocence; rode by, the conjurer made signs their forfeiture of immortality, that he was inclined to tell his and their restoration to hope and fortune as well as the rest, and in peace. Here is a full display of good humour he would have comthe united force of study and plied, but not readily finding a genius, of a greater accumulation question to ask, the conjurer took of materials, with judgment to up the trencher, and writing upon direct, and fancy to combine it, gave it back with these words them. His large works were per- very legible, “ Beware of a white formed under discountenance, and horse !” Sir William smiled at in blindness; but difficulties the absurdity of the man, and vanish at his touch : he was born thought no more of it, for several for whatever is arduous, and his years. work is not the greatest of heroic But in 1690, being on his poems only because it is not the travels in Italy, and accidentally first."

at Venice, as he was one day passGreat as is this praise which ing through St. Mark's Place in is bestowed by the elegant critic bis calash, he observed a more above-mentioned, it does not go than ordinary crowd at one corner beyond the just bounds of truth of it. He desired the driver to and justice. Milton with SHAK-stop, and they found it was occaSPEARE will descend to ages yet (sioned by a mountebank, who also to come, as stars who have bright- pretended to tell fortunes; conened and adorned the literature of veying his several predictions to their country.

the people by means of a long tube of tin, which he lengthened or curtailed, at pleasure, as occa

sion required. Among others, SIR WILLIAM WYNDHAM.

Sir William Wyndham held up a Sir William Wyndham, when a piece of money : upon which the young man, had been out one day soothsayer immediately directed at a stag hunt. In returning to his carriage, and said to hiin from the sport, he found several / very distinctly in Italian,—“Siga


noir Inglise, cavate ill blanco consequence of the accession of the cavillo;" which in English, is, house of Brunswick; and just as “ Mr. Englishman beware of a Sir William's chariot was passing white horse." Sir William im- through to carry him to prison, mediately recollected what had the painter was at work adding been before told him, and took it the " white horse,” the arms of for granted that the British for- the Electorate of Hanover.. It tune-teller, had made his way over struck Sir William forcibly : he to the continent, where he had immediately recollected the two found his speech, and was curious singular predictions, and mentito know the truth of it. How- oned them to the Lieutenant of the ever, upon enquiry, he was assur-Tower, then in the chariot with ed that the present fellow had him, and to almost every one that never been out of Italy; nor did came to see him in his confinehe understand any other language ment; and though not superstitithan his mother tongue. Sir ous, he spoke of it always as a William was surprised, and men- prophecy fully accomplished.tioned so whimsical a circumstance But here he was mistaken (if there to several persons, but in a short was any thing prophetic in it) for time, this also went out of his many years after, being out a head, like the former prediction hunting, he had the misfortune to of the same kind. We need inform be thrown from his saddle, in leapfew of our readers of the share ing a ditch, by which accident he which Sir Willian Wyndham had broke his neck, and what was the in the transactions of government more extraordinary, he rode upon during the last four years of a “ white horse” when the acciQueen Anne; in which a design dent happened ! to restore the son of James II. to

Very devotedly your's, that throne which his father had

JONATHAN W. DOUBIKIN, so justly forfeited, was undoubt

No. 8, Quill-driving Square, edly concerted, and, on King

Logic Lane, Oxford, George's arrival, punished, by

June 19th, 1824. forcing into banishment, or putting in prison all the persons sup

TRUTH AND FICTION. posed to have entered into the

(Continued from page 40.) combination. Among the latter of these was Sir Wm. Wyndham, “Many a time it has lain heavy who, in the year 1715, was com- on me, and I felt myself sinking, mitted to the Tower. Over the sinking, sinking, like one that river gate were the arms of Great struggled with the water ; but Britain, in which there was now then my sweet babe would come, some alteration to be made, in with his cherub face all bright

coral cave,

with glory, just like those skies tively refused to move a step till where the sun is setting, and his the sun was below the water. He little hand was stronger than my has a long way to go yet,' she strength, for it would draw me back said; and, taking up a handful of again when I was up to my dust, she scattered it slowly into breast in fire.-But you have no the air, towards the evening, at child to save you, therefore look the same time muttering, or rather that your heart be strong, you chaunting, 'Speed! Speed! Speed!' had best-no child-no child, old till by degrees her memory pieced man; for I deny you-l cast you out the words of a familiar song, off-go-leave this earth—it is which she poured forth in that mine.-Go-do you hear ?-you wild inanner so peculiar to inare the only peace-breaker, and sanity: I'll none of you.-Go-you'll ask

Speed, sun, speed through the ocean whither ? but that's your concern; wave, there's a large world above, and Where the Mermaid sings in her a larger one below; and if they Where on sands of gold the pearl is refuse in the you

white, it will only And each glance of thine eye wakes

one, be a better recommendation to the something bright; other.'

Where thy fairest beams upon dia

monds play, She might still have gone on That shine with a fairer light than they, thus, for Ellis was too much shock- Speed, sun, speed, for from out the ed to interrupt her; but the wild A voice invites to the Mermaid's cave; mood had exhausted itself; her Where the waters are rolling o'er her

head, eye was caught by the sun, rest- Like the rainbow's arch o'er the evening with his broad red disk on the And each drop, which falls from that

ing spread; ocean, and her thoughts returned brilliant bow, to the hunger-pains which inces. Turns to a gem of the same below. sently knawed her, though they The sun had sunk below the had been unfelt, or at least un-horizon, as the last word died on noticed, during the violence of the maniac's lips; Ellis having her passion. On a sudden she lighted the beacon, they sate down exclaimed, “! ish the sun would to their humble supper. Both for set, that we might go to supper.' a time were silent—the daughter The old man endeavoured to soothe from the caprice of insanity—the the maniac, and, taking her by father because he was stunned the hand, would have gently forced and stupified by her appearance, her into the light-house; but it coupled as it was with past recolwas all to no purpose; this sin- lections. Remorse was busy with gular idea had got possession of him, though it was remorse withher, though it is not easy to say out repentance ; and if he wished from what cause, and she posi- the past undone, it was more with


reference to his own pain than the on him for several minutes withsufferings of his daughter. Lucy, out moving a muscle, to the sore however, was in a state that made annoyance of the old man, whose all these things a matter of indif- blood was already in a ferment; he ference to her, and, as the even- swallowed the thin sour beer at ing darkened, her madness took a long draughts, clutched the hanwilder turn.

dle of his knife more firmly, and • Do you hear, old man ?-Ho! tried to force his attention from Ho! The spirit of the winds is her—but all to no purpose. Her abroad. Do you hear what a coil protracted gaze became at last inhe keeps up yonder, howling into tolerable, and he exclaimed, half the ear of old Ocean, and calling rising from his seat, 'what in the on him to wake?-Do you see the devil's name do you stare at me billows too, how lazily they lift up for? Can you find nothing else their heads, as if loath to leave their to fix your eyes on but my face ?" slumber ? — How they toss and 'I was counting how long you tumble, and roar and groan ?—but had to live,' said the maniac it's all to no purpose ; you'll sing calmly; you have only a few a wilder tune yet, my merry boys, hours, and then I shall be lady of and I'll sing with you, and the this castle, and Richard will come curlew shall whistle, and the rain home to me, and bring our little shall patter, and the thunder shall Lucy with him, and we shall be roar, and we'll have a brave mu- so happy!—Oh, so happy !' sic to your dancing, such as the This was too much for the foot of a king never danced to.” patience of Ellis ; he started up

The face of the old man dark- from his seat, and dashed away ened at this raving; it was making his plate, with a curse on the poor his misery still more miserable, maniac, and the mother who had and if remorse had brought any borne her. 4 Woman! Witch ! transient feeling of pity into his Devil! You were made to be my heart, it was quite extinguished torture; but I'll not bear it many when he found that his daughter's hours longer. Either you or me, presence would be a constant vex- and I don't much care which.' ation to him. He looked at her He raised his hand to strike, with a countenance of wrath ; but perhaps to kill her; when a deep something seemed to stifle the ex- flash of lightning blazed between pression of his anger for the them, and the old tower rocked moment, and he resumed his meal in the wind, as if it were going in sullen silence. The change to tumble about their ears. So did not escape Lucy; she fixed tremendous, indeed, was this burst her elbows on the table, and, rest of the storm, that a large mass of ing her head on her hands, gazed overhanging cliff, that the water

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