Seen all her triumphs but destruction haste. And over fields where scatter'd hamlets rose, Have we not seen, at pleasure's lordly call, E'en now, perhaps, as there some pilgrim strays Vain, very vain, my weary search to find Our own felicity we make or find : To stop too fearful, and too faint to go-Boswell tells us that this line was written by Dr. Johnson believe the statement. One may well Goldsmith would scarcely have written a line so inharmonious as to produce in the compass of nine words the same sound four times. Boswell states that Johnson marked with a pencil also the concluding ten lines of the poem, except the last couplet but one; and that the Doctor added-"These are all of which I can be sure." With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Luke's iron crown,' and Damien's bed of steel, 1 Luke's iron crown.-George Dosa, or Doscha, headed an insurrection of the Hungarian peasants (called Szeklers or Sicules) against the nobles in the reign of Ladislas II. in 1513, and was proclaimed king. They committed great cruelties, till they were defeated upon several occasions by the Veivode of Transylvania, John Zapolski, and finally subdued, when George and his brother Luke were taken prisoners. George (not Luke), in derision, was placed on a throne, with a crown on his head and a sceptre in his hand, all of red-hot iron; while still alive his veins were opened, and Luke was forced to drink the blood that flowed from them. The horrible tortures which they suffered are detailed in the "Nouvelle Biographie Universelle," voce Dosa. The name of Szeklers obviously gave rise to the mistake of calling these brothers by the name of Szeck. It is remarkable that in the Abbé Brenner's "Histoire des Revolutions de Hongaries," La Haye, 1739, vol. i., p. 99, George is called by the name of Szekely. 2 Damien's bed of steel-Robert Francois Damien, known as Robert le Diable, was a man of savage and moody disposition and disordered intellect. Upon the 5th of January, 1757, he attempted the life of Louis XV., by wounding him with a knife as he was going into his carriage. Damien was seized, and put to the torture to force a confession of his accomplices, but in vain. He was put to death on the 28th of March, in a manner too revolting to detail, and bore his tortures with unflinching firmness. See "Nouvelle Biographie Universelle," voce Damien. Tom Davis, in a letter to Granger, says that by the "bed of steel" Goldsmith meant the rack. The Haunch af Denison. A POETICAL EPISTLE TO LORD CLARE. A INTRODUCTION. MONGST the intimate friends of Goldsmith was one Robert Nugentan Irishman, jovial, social, and not over refined-tall, awkward, goodhumoured, and bold-possessed of a ready wit and no mean poetical ability. He was for many years an active member of the House of Commons, and on the accession of the Chatham Administration he was raised to the peerage, in 1766, as Baron Nugent and Viscount Clare, and ten years afterwards created Earl Nugent. The poet passed much time with the peer at his seat at Gosfield Park, in Essex, in unrestrained and joyous intercourse. On one occasion-probably early in 1771--the peer sent the poet a haunch of venison, and received in return the poem which follows, and which was not published till 1776. This charming little piece has done more to preserve the memory of Lord Nugent than either his politics or his poetry. His peerage of Clare is extinct, but the name of the donor of the haunch of venison' will be always remembered. Lively, graceful, and finished; harmless in its satire, and comic in its delineations of character, no doubt drawn from the life, it nowhere violates good taste or good feeling. Mr. Croker observes that Goldsmith "ought to have confessed that he borrowed the idea and some of the details from Boileau." Such a confession was needless; and to whom should it have been made? The jeu d'esprit was for the eye of a friend, and, when published after his death, it was unnecessary to draw attention to (what every scholar would have recognised) the resemblance to the few lines quoted by Croker, for it goes no farther. HANKS, my lord, for your The fat was so white, and the lean was so ruddy; Though my stomach was sharp, I could scarce help regretting I had thoughts in my chamber to place it in view, To be shown to my friends as a piece of vertù ; As in some Irish houses, where things are so-so, But, for eating a rasher of what they take pride in, But, my lord, it's no bounce: I protest in my turn, To paint it or eat it, just as he liked best, Of the neck and the breast I had next to dispose 'Twas a neck and a breast that might rival Monroe's: 5 2 With the how and the who, and the where and the when, Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them ruffles when wanting a shirt. An acquaintance, a friend as he call'd himself, enter'd: An under-bred, fine-spoken fellow was he, And he smiled as he look'd at the ven'son and me. 1 Mr. Byrne.-Michael Byrne, Esq., of Cabinteely, in the county of Dublin; son of Robert Byr⚫e and Clare, sister of Lord Clare. Monroe's.-Dorothy Monroe, a celebrated beauty of the day. 3 H-d.-Possibly the Hon. Charles Howard, afterwards tenth duke of Norfolk, one of the literary mer of the day. ♦ C―y.-George Coleman, the celebrated dramatic writer, and lessee of Covent Garden Theatre, and afterwards of the Haymarket; born in 1733, and died in 1794. 3 H-rth. The great painter, William Hogarth, cannot be intended, as he died in 1764, previous to the elevation of Nugent to the peerage. Probably the person meant was Dr. John Hawkesworth, well known for his papers in "The Adventurer," and his tale of "Almoran and Hamet." He was born in 1715, and died in 1773. H-f-Paul Hiffernan, a dramatic and periodical writer, born in Dublin in 1719 He was educated for the priesthood in France, and returned to his native city to practise medicine. He went to London, became known to Garrick and Murphy, and wrote four plays, one of which was successful. He was a man of some genius, but of coarse mind and offensive led a dissipated and disreputable life, and died in poverty in London, 1777 manners, 4 |