Thus snatching his hat, he brush'd off like the wind, And the porter and eatables follow'd behind. Left alone to reflect, having emptied my shelf, And nobody with me at sea but myself*;' Tho' I could not help thinking my gentleman hasty, Yet Johnson, and Burke, and a good venison pasty, Were things that I never dislik'd in my life, Though clogg'd with a coxcomb, and Kitty his wife. So next day, in due splendor to make my approach, I drove to his door in my own hackney-coach. When come to the place where we all were to dine (A chair-lumber'd closet just twelve feet by nine), i My friend bade me welcome, but struck me quite dumb, With tidings that Johnson and Burke would not come; For I knew it,' he cried, both eternally fail, The one with his speeches, and t'other with Thrale; At the top a fried liver and bacon were seen; In the middle a place where the pasty-was not. * See the letters that passed between his royal highness Henry duke of Cumberland, and lady Grosvenor: 12mo, 1769. But what vex'd me most, was that d'd Scottish rogue, With his long-winded speeches, his smiles and his brogue: And, Madam,' quoth he, may this bit be my poison, A prettier dinner I never set eyes on; Pray a slice of your liver, though may I be curst • What the de'il, mon, a pasty? 're-echoed the Scot; Dr. Goldsmith and some of his friends occasion. ally dined at the St. James's coffee-house. One day it was proposed to write epitaphs on him. His country, dialect, and person, furnished subjects of witticism. He was called on for retaliation, and at their next meeting produced the following poem. RETALIATION. Fold, when Scarron his companions invited, united: If our landlord supplies us with beef and with fish, Let each guest bring himself, and he brings the best dish. Our deant shall be venison, just fresh from the plains, Our Burket shall be tongue, with a garnish of brains, Our Will § shall be wild fowl, of excellent flavour, And Dick with his pepper shall heighten the savour: Our Cumberland's ¶ sweet-bread its place shall obtain, And Douglas** is pudding, substantial and plain: *The master of St. James's coffee-house, where the doctor, and his friends he has characterised in this poem, occasionally dined. + Doctor Bernard, dean of Derry in Ireland. Mr. William Burke, late secretary to general Conway, and member for Bedwin. Mr. Richard Burke, collector of Granada. Mr. Richard Cumberland, author of the West Indian, Fashionable Lover, the Brothers, and other dramatic pieces. ** Doctor Douglas, canon of Windsor, an ingenious Scotch gentleman, who has no less distinguished |