If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt, Here lies our good 14 Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; на mint, 14 Vide page 63. 15 Mr. T. Townshend, member for Whitchurch.-See H. Walpole's Letter to Lord Hertford, p. 6. 16 Vide page 63. "You of the The pupil of impulse, it forc'd him along, The coachman was tipsy, the chariot drove home: - Would you ask for his merits? alas! he had none; What was good was spontaneous, his faults were his own. Here lies honest Richard, whose fate I must Alas that such frolic should now be so quiet! But, missing his mirth and agreeable vein, Here 18 Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, 17 Mr. Richard Burke; vide page 63. This gentleman having slightly fractured one of his arms and legs, at different times, the doctor has rallied him on those accidents, as a kind of retributive justice for breaking his jests upon other people. 18 Vide p. 63. His gallants are all faultless, his women divine, His fools have their follies so lost in a crowd Here 19 Douglas retires from his toils to relax, The scourge of impostors, the terror of quacks: Come, all ye quack bards, and ye quacking divines, Come, and dance on the spot where your tyrant reclines: When satire and censure encircled his throne, lecture; 19 Vide p. 64. 20 The Rev. Dr. Dodd. 21 21 Dr. Kenrick, who read lectures at the Devil Tavern, under the title of The School of Shakespeare.' 22 Macpherson write bombast, and call it a style; Our 23 Townshend make speeches, and I shall com pile; [over, New 24 Lauders and Bowers the Tweed shall cross No countryman living their tricks to discover; Detection her taper shall quench to a spark, 25 And Scotchman meet Scotchman, and cheat in the dark. Here lies 26 David Garrick, describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man; As an actor, confest without rival to shine; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line: Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings, a dupe to his art. Like an ill-judging beauty, his colours he spread, And beplaster'd with rouge his own natural red. On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting; 'Twas only that, when he was off, he was acting. With no reason on earth to go out of his way, He turn'd and he varied full ten times a day: Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick. He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack; For he knew, when he pleas'd, he could whistle them back. 22 James Macpherson, Esq. who lately, from the mere force of his style, wrote down the first poet of all antiquity. 23 Vide page 65. 24 Vide page 64. 26 Vide page 64. 25And gods meet gods, and jostle in the dark.' See Farquhar's Love in a Bottle, vol. i. p. 150. Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came, grave, What a commerce was yours, while you got and How did Grub-street re-echo the shouts that you rais'd, While he was be-Roscius'd and you were beprais'd! But peace to his spirit, wherever it flies, To act as an angel, and mix with the skies. Those poets who owe their best fame to his skill, And Beaumonts and Bens be his Kellys above.30 27 Vide page 67. 28 Mr. Hugh Kelly, author of False Delicacy,' Word to the Wise,' Clementina,' School for Wives,' &c. &c. 29 Mr. William Woodfall, printer of the Morning Chronicle. 30 The following poems, by Mr. Garrick, may in some measure account for the severity exercised by Dr. Goldsmith in respect to that gentleman: HERE, Hermes, says Jove, who with nectar was mellow, Go fetch me some clay, I will make an odd fellow. Right and wrong shall be jumbled, much gold and some dross; Without cause be he pleas'd, without cause be he cross: |