the usual exultation and affluence of conscious genius.
Professing to recognize his life’s work in poetry,
he nevertheless suffers himself to be diverted for
many a long year into political and theological controversy,
to the scandal and compassion of one of his most competent
and attached biographers. Whether this biographer
is right or wrong, is a most interesting subject for
discussion. We deem him wrong, and shall not
cease to reiterate that Milton would not have been
Milton if he could have forgotten the citizen in the
man of letters. Happy, at all events, it is that
this and similar problems occupy in Milton’s
life the space which too frequently has to be spent
upon the removal of misconception, or the refutation
of calumny. Little of a sordid sort disturbs
the sentiment of solemn reverence with which, more
even than Shakespeare’s, his life is approached
by his countrymen; a feeling doubtless mainly due
to the sacred nature of his principal theme, but equally
merited by the religious consecration of his whole
existence. It is the easier for the biographer
to maintain this reverential attitude, inasmuch as
the prayer of Agur has been fulfilled in him, he has
been given neither poverty nor riches. He is
not called upon to deal with an enormous mass of material,
too extensive to arrange, yet too important to neglect.
Nor is he, like Shakespeare’s biographer, reduced
to choose between the starvation of nescience and
the windy diet of conjecture. If a humbling thought
intrudes, it is how largely he is indebted to a devoted
diligence he never could have emulated; how painfully
Professor Masson’s successors must resemble
the Turk who builds his cabin out of Grecian or Roman
ruins.
Milton’s genealogy has taxed the zeal and acumen
of many investigators. He himself merely claims
a respectable ancestry (ex genere honesto).
His nephew Phillips professed to have come upon the
root of the family tree at Great Milton, in Oxfordshire,
where tombs attested the residence of the clan, and
tradition its proscription and impoverishment in the
Wars of the Roses. Monuments, station, and confiscation
have vanished before the scrutiny of the Rev. Joseph
Hunter; it can only be safely concluded that Milton’s
ancestors dwelt in or near the village of Holton,
by Shotover Forest, in Oxfordshire, and that their
rank in life was probably that of yeomen. Notwithstanding
Aubrey’s statement that Milton’s grandfather’s
name was John, Mr. Hyde Clarke’s researches in
the registers of the Scriveners’ Company have
proved that Mr. Hunter and Professor Masson were right
in identifying him with Richard Milton, of Stanton
St. John, near Holton; and Professor Masson has traced
the family a generation further back to Henry Milton,
whose will, dated November 21, 1558, attests a condition
of plain comfort, nearer poverty than riches.
Henry Milton’s goods at his death were inventoried
at L6 19s.; when his widow’s will is proved,
two years afterwards, the estimate is L7 4s. 4d.