his Tetrachordon and Colasterion.  Mr. Philips observes, and would have his readers believe, that the reason of his wife’s aversion to return to him was the contrariety of their state principles.  The lady being educated in loyal notions, possibly imagined, that if ever the regal power should flourish again, her being connected with a person so obnoxious to the King, would hurt her father’s interest; this Mr. Philips alledges, but, with submission to his authority, I dissent from his opinion.  Had she been afraid of marrying a man of Milton’s principles, the reason was equally strong before as after marriage, and her father must have seen it in that light; but the true reason, or at least a more rational one, seems to be, that she had no great affection for Milton’s person.

Milton was a stern man, and as he was so much devoted to study, he was perhaps too negligent in those endearments and tender intercourses of love which a wife has a right to expect.  No lady ever yet was fond of a scholar, who could not join the lover with it; and he who expects to secure the affections of his wife by the force of his understanding only, will find himself miserably mistaken:  indeed it is no wonder that women who are formed for tenderness, and whose highest excellence is delicacy, should pay no great reverence to a proud scholar, who considers the endearments of his wife, and the caresses of his children as pleasures unworthy of him.  It is agreed by all the biographers of Milton, that he was not very tender in his disposition; he was rather boldly honourable, than delicately kind; and Mr. Dryden seems to insinuate, that he was not much subject to love.  “His rhimes, says he, flow stiff from him, and that too at an age when love makes every man a rhymster, tho’ not a poet.  There are, methinks, in Milton’s love-sonnets more of art than nature; he seems to have considered the passion philosophically, rather than felt it intimately.”

In reading Milton’s gallantry the breast will glow, but feel no palpitations; we admire the poetry, but do not melt with tenderness; and want of feeling in an author seldom fails to leave the reader cold; but from whatever cause his aversion proceeded, she was at last prevailed upon by her relations, who could foresee the dangers of a matrimonial quarrel, to make a submission, and she was again received with tenderness.

Mr. Philips has thus related the story.—­’It was then generally thought, says he, that Milton had a design of marrying one of Dr. Davy’s daughters, a very handsome and witty gentlewoman, but averse, as it is said, to this motion; however the intelligence of this caused justice Powel’s family to let all engines at work to restore the married woman to the station in which they a little before had planted her.  At last this device was pitched upon.  There dwelt in the lane of St. Martin’s Le Grand, which was hard by, a relation of our author’s, one Blackborough, whom it was known he often visited,