John de Lancaster: a novel; vol. I.Cumberland, Richard
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John de Lancaster: a novel; vol. I.
Cumberland, Richard
Wales, North -- Fiction
You have a treasure in that noble boy, said Wilson; but I hope, my good
friend, he will not be suffered to go on any longer without education,
because he can play upon the Jew’s-harp without a master. Don’t be
offended with me, if I seem to step out of my office, when I speak to
one of your great knowledge in the learned languages, but I presume you
hardly can expect your grandson to understand Greek and Latin, unless he
has a teacher.
Perhaps not, replied De Lancaster; yet, if it were so to happen, it
would not be the first wonder of the sort, that hath come to pass. It is
well known what prodigies of learning have started up into notice, even
in their infant years, and possessed themselves of arts, sciences and
languages, without being ever put into the trammels of a teacher.
Indeed! cried the colonel.
Assuredly, replied the assertor, though it may not have fallen in your
way to be certified of the fact. I could, if necessary, adduce a host
of witnesses to attest the wonders, that have been effected by the human
genius, unassisted with instruction; but as your profession, Colonel
Wilson, has probably occupied too much of your attention to allow of
your turning your thoughts to enquiries of this cast, the things I might
relate of Lipsius, of Quirino, Alphonsus Tostatus and many others of
equal celebrity might appear to you incredible.
Very likely, interjected the colonel.
Yet are they, every one, supported by irrefragable authorities. The mind
of man, my friend, is in itself a miracle, and persons, who have been
predestined to extraordinary occasions, have been born under
extraordinary circumstances, as was the case with Luther, who, whilst he
was yet an infant at the breast, maintained a Latin thesis against the
Pope’s infallibility, which gave rise to the saying, that he sucked in
controversy with his mother’s milk.
My very good and learned friend, said Wilson, that you have somewhere
crossed upon this idle legend, amongst the boundless mass of books that
you have consulted I am well persuaded; but that you will commit your
excellent understanding by stating it in serious proof of the question
we are upon I am loth to suppose. When I believe your account of
Luther’s coming into the world with a square cap and gown, I will
believe his thesis at the breast, and, when I believe that, I will not
dispute the story of the prolific lady, who was delivered of three
hundred and sixty-five children at a birth.
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