An anecdote of Hume is told in one of Dr. Beattie's letters to Mrs. Montague, which shows that however sincere a sceptic our author may have been, he admitted the propagation of his opinions might be destructive to the morals, if not the happiness, of at least one half of the intellectual world. 'Mr. Hume,' says Beattie, 'was boasting to Dr. Gregory, that among his disciples in Edinburg, he had the honor to reckon many of the fair sex. "Now tell me," said the doctor, "whether if you had a wife or a daughter, you would wish them to be your disciples? Think well before you answer me; for, I assure you, that, whatever your answer is, I will not conceal it." Mr. Hume, with a smile, and some hesitation, made this reply: "No; I believe scepticism may be too sturdy a virtue for a woman."' At another time, Mrs. Mallet, wife of the poet, meeting him at an assembly, boldly accosted him in these words: 'Mr. Hume, give me leave to introduce myself to you; we Deists ought to know each other.' 'Madam,' replied he, 'I am no Deist; I do not style myself so; neither do I desire to be known by that appellation.'
ALEXANDER POPE.
Alexander Pope was born in Lombard Street, London, of Roman
Catholic parents, on the 22d of May, 1688. He was according to Johnson,
more willing to show what his father was not, than what he was; but his
principal biographers make him the son of a linen-draper, who had grown
rich enough to retire from business to Binfield, near Windsor. Alexander
was deformed from his birth, and of so delicate a constitution, and such
weakness of body, that he constantly wore stays; and when taking the air
on the water, had a sedan-chair in the boat, in which he sat with the
glasses down. He received the early part of his education at home, and,
when about eight, was placed under the care of one Taverner, a Romish
priest, who taught him the rudiments of Latin and Greek. His taste for
poetry was first excited by the perusal of Ogilby's Homer and Sandy's
Ovid; and, on his removal to school at Twyford, near Winchester, he exercised
his talents in verse, by lampooning the master. He was next sent
to a school in the vicinity of Hyde Park Corner, whence his occasional
visits to the play-house induced such a fondness for theatrical exhibitions,
that he composed a play from Ogilby's Iliad, with some verses of his own
intermixed, which was acted by his schoolfellows.
About twelve years of age, when he wrote his earliest production, The Ode of Solitude, he was called by his father to Binfield, where he improved himself by translating into verse the Latin classics, and in reading the English poets. The versification of Dryden particularly struck him, and he conceived such a veneration for the genius of that poet, that he persuaded some friends to take him to the coffeehouse which he frequented, and pleased himself with having seen him. As early as 1702, he had put into more elegant verse Chaucer's January and May, and The Prologue to the Wife of Bath; and in the same year, he translated the epistle of Sappho to Phaon, from Ovid. At this time, the smoothness of his versification, which might be said to be formed, surpassed his original; 'but this,' says Johnson, 'is a small part of his praise; he discovered such acquaintance both with human and public affairs, as is not easily conceived to have been attainable by a boy of fourteen, in Windsor Forest.'
