exalted and persistent labors, amid public cares and
physical infirmities, from youth to advanced old age;
living in the highest regions of thought, studious
and patient all his days, even when neglected and
unrewarded for the transcendent services he rendered,
not as a philosopher merely, but as a man of affairs
and as a responsible officer of the Crown. Has
there ever been, before or since, such an anomaly
in human history,—so infamous in action,
so glorious in thought; such a contradiction between
life and teachings,—so that many are found
to utter indignant protests against such a representation
of humanity, justly feeling that such a portrait,
however much it may be admired for its brilliant colors,
and however difficult to be proved false, is nevertheless
an insult to the human understanding? The heart
of the world will not accept the strange and singular
belief that so bad a man could confer so great a boon,
especially when he seemed bent on bestowing it during
his whole life, amid the most harassing duties.
If it accepts the boon, it will strive to do justice
to the benefactor, as he himself appealed to future
ages; and if it cannot deny the charges which have
been arrayed against him,—especially if
it cannot exculpate him,—it will soar beyond
technical proofs to take into consideration the circumstances
of the times, the temptations of a corrupt age, and
the splendid traits which can with equal authority
be adduced to set off against the mistakes and faults
which proceeded from inadvertence and weakness rather
than a debased moral sense,—even as the
defects and weaknesses of Cicero are lost sight of
in the acknowledged virtues of his ordinary life,
and the honest and noble services he rendered to his
country and mankind.
Bacon was a favored man; he belonged to the upper
ranks of society. His father, Sir Nicholas Bacon,
was a great lawyer, and reached the highest dignities,
being Lord Keeper of the Great Seal. His mother’s
sister was the wife of William Cecil, the great Lord
Burleigh, the most able and influential of Queen Elizabeth’s
ministers. Francis Bacon was the youngest son
of the Lord Keeper, and was born in London, Jan. 22,
1561. He had a sickly and feeble constitution,
but intellectually was a youthful prodigy; and at
nine years of age, by his gravity and knowledge, attracted
the admiring attention of the Queen, who called him
her young Lord Keeper. At the age of ten we find
him stealing away from his companions to discover
the cause of a singular echo in the brick conduit
near his father’s house in the Strand. At
twelve he entered the University of Cambridge; at
fifteen he quitted it, already disgusted with its
pedantries and sophistries; at sixteen he rebelled
against the authority of Aristotle, and took up his
residence at Gray’s Inn; the same year, 1576,
he was sent to Paris in the suite of Sir Amias Paulet,
ambassador to the court of France, and delighted the
salons of the capital by his wit and profound inquiries;