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tained their linen and provisions.) He asked his interpreter, “ When the states would come?” The man, replied, “ that those were the members he saw goby.” Upon which he immediately wrote to the commander-in-chief of the Spanish army, desiring him to advise the King (his master,) to make peace as soon as possible. In his letter, he has this remarkable passage :-". I expected to have seen in the states a splendid appearance; but instead of that, I saw only a parcel of plain-dressed mer with sensible faces, who came in council with provisions in their hands..
Their parsimony will ruin the King, (my master) in the course of the war,,,if it is. continued, for there is no contending with people whose nobles can live upon a shils ling a day, and will do every thing for the service of their country.". The King struck. with the account, agreed to treat with them as an independant state, and put an end to the war.
• Where noro, alas, is their boasted In. dependence ?"
LINES EXTEMPORĘ ON THE ISLE OF
Isle of Wight, thy weather's like a modish wife,
ANECDOTE OF DRYDEN.
Mr. Dryden happening to pass an evening with the Duke of Buckingham, the Earl of Rochester, Lord Dorset, and some others of the first distinction and reputation for genius ; the conversation turned upon literary subjects, such as the fineness of composition, the harmony of numbers, the beauties of invention, the smoothness and elegance of style, &c. &c. After some debate, it was finally agreed, that each person present should write something upon whatever subject chanced to strike the imagination, and place it under the candle : stick; Mr. Dryden was excepted against in every respect, but as a judge of the wholey, of course, that office was assigned him.
Some of the company were at more than ordinary pains to out-rival each other; the person most tranquil and unconcerned, was Lord Dorset, who, with much ease and composure, very cooly wrote two or three lines, and carelesly threw them into the place agreed upon ; and when the rest had done so by theirs, the arbiter opened the leaves of their destiny. In going through the whole, he discovered the most violent raptures.
« I must acknowledge," says Dryden, es that there are abundance of fine things in my hands, and such as do honour to the personages who wrote them ; but I am under the indispensible necessity of giving the preference to Lord Dorset. I must request you will hear it yourselves, gentlemen, and I believe each, and all of you, will approve my judgment.” “ I promise to pay to John Dryden, Esq. or order on demand, the sum of five hundred pounds.
" I must confess” (continued Dryden, " that I am equally charmed with the style and the subject; and I flatter myself, gentlemen,, that. I stand in need of no argument, to induce you to join with me in oninion: against yourselves. This kind of writing exceeds any other; whether ancient or modern. It is not the essence, but the:quintessence of language, and is in fact, reason and argument, surpassing every thing." The company all readily con. çurred with the bard, and each person was forward to express a due admiration of his lordship’s penetration, solid judgment, and
superior abilities, with which it is probable, · Diyden was more thoroughly satisfied than any of the company. .
Instance of extraordinary recollection
in the late Doctor Saniuel Johnson.
Some time previous to Doctor Hawks.. worth's publication of his beautiful little Ode on Life, since published iu Pearche's Collection of. Poems, in 4.vols. he carried
it down with him to a friend's house in the country to re-touch. Dr. Johnson was of this party, and as Hawksworth and the Doctor lived upon the most intimate terms, the former read it to him for his opinion. 56 Why, Sir," says Johnson, * I cannot well determine on a first hearing ; read it again-second thoughts are sometimes best." Doctor Hawksworth complied: after which, Doctor Johnson read it himself; approved of it very highly, and returned it. Next morning at breakfast, the subject of the poem being resumed; Doctor Johnson, after again expressing his admiration of it, said, “ he had but one objection to make to it, which was, that he doubted its originality.” Hawksworth, alarmed at this, challenged him to the proof, when the Doctor repeated the whole poem, with the exception of only a few lines,
" What do you say now, Hawky?" said the Doctor, “ I only say this, replied the other, “ that I shall repeat nothing of my composing before you again, for you