Elizabeth Robinson, who became so well known, subsequently, as Mrs.
Montagu, belongs altogether to the eighteenth century. She was born at
York, in October, 1720. She died in the last year of that century, 1800.
Miss Robinson was of a family, the founder of which, William Robinson, a
London merchant, but a descendant of a line of Scottish barons, bought,
in 1610, the estate of Rokeby, in Yorkshire, from Sir Thomas Rokeby,
whose ancestors had held it from the time of the Conquest. Her father,
Matthew Robinson, was an only son of a cadet branch of the Robinsons. He
was a member of the University of Cambridge, where he wooed the Muses
less ardently than he did Miss Elizabeth Drake, a beautiful heiress, whom
he married when he was only eighteen years of age. The very young couple
settled at Edgeley, in Yorkshire; but the husband (owner, through his
wife, of more than one estate in the country) preferred the shady side of
Pall Mall to fields of waving corn or groves vocal with nightingales.
Of the twelve children of this marriage, seven sons and two daughters
survived their youth. The daughters, Elizabeth and Sarah, were endowed
with the same literary tastes. Sarah wrote the more books, but Elizabeth
is the better remembered. The church, the law, politics, and commerce
attracted one or other of the sons.
In 1730, the head of the elder branch of the Robinsons, Thomas, was
created a baronet. He was that famous Long Tom Robinson of whom so many
well-known stories are told. Chesterfield slightly touched him in an
epigram, and Walpole seldom referred to him without a sarcasm. At the
coronation of George the Third, Sir Thomas was mock Duke of Normandy,
who, with an equally English and mock Duke of Aquitaine, was supposed
to indicate that the King of England was as much King of France, by
the grace of God, as he pretended to be. Long Sir Thomas was so truly
an Englishman that he went to France, and into French society, in his
hunting-suit. A satirical French abbé, hearing his name and looking at
his marvellous attire, gravely asked him if he were Robinson Crusoe.
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