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But as sometimes an orb brighter 'lumines the
sphere, So Busby o'er crotcheteers reigns overseer : (u)
(u) No creature breathing stands better with himself than Doctor Busby: there is but one personage left, when he departs these terrestrial regions, who can possibly fill up the vast vacuum in perfectibility which must attend his exit, and that individual, O reader! is the doctor's son! But to be serious: this writer has very lately presented to the world his translation of Lucretius, which from the specimens I have read (for, to be candid, I have not perused the work throughout) is written in that pompous style which might be expected to flow from the writer in question. It cannot, however, be denied, that the doctor understood his original well, and upon the whole this labour will not disgrace his name. Of the rejected Address I shall say nothing; for as the conduct of our author has been sufficiently before the public on a former occasion, it would only be reviving an old grievance. In his harmonic vocation Dr. Busby some years back published a musical dictionary, which is concise and ably executed; but whatsoever may be his talents as a composer, I will not undertake to say further than that the music published under his name has never excited those emotions which the notes of a Jackson, Shield, Birnie, and Stevenson, never fail to excite in
As poet-translator, no big wig ranks stouter;
For which, I'll avouch, the great lord of Parnass
Θαττον ποιήσει μελι κανθαρος η γωλα κωλωψ.
From sounds sweetly blending that ravish the ear,
- (v) The late Mr. Wyatt, although possessing a considerable share of talent, had very glaring defects ; indeed, I do not wish to be invidious, but it appears to me, generally speaking, that if a grand idea happens to strike any living architect, it is not the effect of study, but rather flashes across the mind in a moment as by mere chance. I was once favoured with the sight of a design for a public building, by a young student of the name of Bond, which, for classic taste, I never saw surpassed; of this promising genius, however, though some years have now transpired, not a syllable has been said. Another architecturalist I must also record, in the person of Mr. Edward Aiken, some of whose compositions have fallen under my inspection that were testiinonials of his worth, and the assiduous attention he had paid to all the leading principles of his profession.
Some years back there was a glimmering of hope that Britain would have produced a second Cleomenes, if not a Phidias, in the person of Mr. Proctor; but as his modesty was as great as his merit (and there exists no genuine talent without it), and his misfortunes being greater than both, he suffered himself to pine in want, rather than acquire comfort at the expense of what he deemed the dignity of his condition. At length Mr. West discovered him in a garret, in a state of starvation, modelling the calamity of Diomedes with all the fire of the Greek school: Mr. Proctor thus became relieved, and was favoured with the protection of Sir Abraham Hume; but the solacement came too late: the thread of nature was exhausted, and the unfortunate artist became a prey to death while preparations were making to send him to Ronie.