Friendship is not void of Honor, And Reading wants not her admirers. Where Pallas, had fet her name, He was educated at Dublin, And died in London, 4th April, 1774. As to his character, it is ftrongly illuf trated by Mr. Pope's line, In wit a man, fimplicity a child." The learned leifure he loved to enjoy was too often interrupted by diftreffes which arose from the openness of his temper, and which fometimes threw him into loud fits of paffion; but this impe tuofity reflection, and his fervants have been known upon these occafions purposely to throw themselves in his way, that they might profit by it immediately after, for he who had the good fortune to be reproved was certain of being rewarded for it. His disappointments at other times, made him peevish and fullen, and he has often left a party of convivial friends abruptly in the evening, in order to go home and brood over his misfortunes. The univerfal esteem in which his poems are held, and the repeated pleasure they give in the perufal, are ftriking proofs of their merit. He was a ftudious and correct obferver of nature, happy in the felection of his images, in the choice of his fubjects, and in the harmony of his verfification; and, though his embarraff ed ed fituation prevented him from putting the laft hand to many of his productions, his Hermit, his Traveller, and his Deferted Village, bid fair to claim a place among the most finished pieces in the English language. The excellent poem of Retaliation was only intended for the Doctor's private amusement, and that of the particular friends who were its fubject, and he unfortunately did not live to revife, or even finish it in the manner which he intended. The poem owed its birth to fome preceding circumstances of feftive merriment* at JUPITER and MERCURY, a Fable. By HERE Hermes, fays Jove, who with Nectar was mellow, Go fetch me fome clay-I will make an odd fellow; Right belonged, and who proposed to write epi taphs on him. He was called on for Re tali Right and wrong fhall be jumbled,-much gold and fome drofs; Without cause be he pleas'd, without cause be he crofs; Be fure, as I work, to throw in contradictions, A great love of truth, yet a mind turn'd to fictions; Now mix these ingredients, which, warm'd in the baking, Turn to learning and gaming, religion and raking. That the rake and the poet o'er all may prevail, name; When taliation, and at their next meeting pro duced the poem. The last work of this ingenious author, was "An hiftory of the Earth and Ani"mated Nature," in 8 vols. 8vo. for which production his bookfeller paid him 850l. When on earth this Arange meteor no more shall appear, You, Hermes, hall fetch him-to make us sport here. On Dr. GOLDSMITH'S CHARACTERISTICAL COOKERY, a Jeu D'Efprit, by David Garrick. ARE these the choice dishes the Doctor has fent us ? Is this the great poet whose works fo content us? This Goldfmith's fine feaft, who has written fine books? Heaven fends us good meat, but the devil fends cooks. The |