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O! had I a voice that was stronger than steel, With twice fifty tongues to express what I feel, And as many good mouths, yet I never could

utter All the speeches my Lord made to Lady Bun

butter ! So polite all the time, that he ne'er touch'd a bit, While she ate up his rolls and applauded his wit : For they tell me that men of true taste, when

they treat, Should talk a great deal, but they never should

eat: And if that be the fashion, I never will give Any grand entertainment as long as I live : For I'm of opinion 'tis proper to cheer The stomach and bowels as well as the ear. Nor me did the charming concerto of Abel Regale like the breakfast I saw on the table : I freely will own I the muffins preferr’d To all the genteel conversation I heard. E'en though I'd the honour of sitting between My Lady Stuff-damask and Peggy Moreen, Who both flew to Bath in the nightly machine. Cries Peggy, “ This place is enchantingly pretty ; We never can see such a thing in the city : You may spend all your lifetime in Cateaton

street, And never so civil a gentleman meet; You may talk what you please ; you may search

London through: You may go to Carlisle's, and to Almanac's too : And I'll give you my head if you find such a

host, For coffee, tea, chocolate, butter, and toast :

How he welcomes at once all the world and his

wife, And how civil to folk he ne'er saw in his life!”. “ These horns,” cries my Lady, “ so tickle one's

ear, Lard! what would I give that Sir Simon was

here ! To the next public breakfast Sir Simon shall go, For I find here are folks one may venture to

know : Sir Simon would gladly his Lordship attend, And my Lord would be pleased with so cheerful

a friend.” So when we had wasted more bread at a break

fast Than the poor of our parish have ate for this

week past, I saw, all at once, a prodigious great throng Come bustling, and rustling, and jostling along : For his Lordship was pleased that the company


To my Lady Bunbutter should curtsy and bow : And my Lady was pleased too, and seem'd vastly

proud At once to receive all the thanks of a crowd : And when, like Chaldeans, we all had adored This beautiful image set up by my Lord, Some few insignificant folk went away, Just to follow the employments and calls of the

day ; But those who knew better their time how to

spend, The fiddling and dancing all chose to attend.

Miss Clunch and Sir Toby perform'd a Cotillion, Just the same as our Susan and Bob the pos

tilion ;

All the while her mamma was expressing her joy, That her daughter the morning so well could

employ. -Now, why should the Muse, my dear mother,

relate The misfortunes that fall to the lot of the great ? As homeward we came—'tis with sorrow you'll

hear What a dreadful disaster attended the Peer: For whether some envious god had decreed That a Naiad should long to ennoble her breed ; Or whether his Lordship was charm'd to behold His face in the stream, like Narcissus of old ; In handing old Lady Bumfidget and daughter, This obsequious Lord tumbled into the water ; But a nymph of the flood brought him safe to

the boat, And I left all the ladies a-cleaning his coat.


BORN 1728-DIED 1775.

If the best poetry be that which gives the most pleasure

to the greatest number of readers, there are few poetical characters that rank higher than the author of the Deserted Village and the Traveller; and if any thing can heighten this pleasure, it must be an intimate knowledge

of the amusing vanities and eccentricities of the poet. Goldsmith was born in the parish of Ferney, in the county

of Longford, in Ireland. His father was a clergyman, and is supposed to have been sketched by his son in his Village Pastor. Henry, the eldest son of the family, took orders; and, as it was found inconvenient to bestow a learned education on the poet, he was intended for some mercantile employment; but, from certain early indications of genius, this destination was changed, and Oliver was entered a sizer of Trinity College, Dublin. His residence at the university was chiefly distinguished by squabbles with a harsh and severe tutor, whose violence made the young student at one time run off from college. After completing his course at the university, young Oliver showed so decided an aversion to the church, that his destination was once more changed, and

about 1772 he was sent to Edinburgh to study medicine. Before this period he had, on several occasions, discovered

the imprudence and excessive eccentricity of his disposi. tion; and, instead of his declining to take orders, it is stated, that he was refused ordination from appearing before the bishop on the solemn occasion in a pair of flaming red breeches. In the interval, between leaving Trinity College and going to Edinburgh, he became a tutor in a family, where he felt himself so ill at ease, that, having earned about L.30, he instantly bought a horse, and set forth in quest of adventures, and with the ridiculous scheme of establishing himself in life. By a narrow chance he was prevented from sailing to America ; and at the end of six weeks, after a series of whim. sical adventures, he returned to his widowed mother without a penny in his pocket, and mounted on an old garron, which he named Fiddleback. Nothing can be more characteristic of this Irish son of the Muses, than the blended humour and simplicity of his observation to his mother on the grave displeasure with which she had listened to the recital of his adventures : “And now, my dear mother, having struggled so hard to come home,

I wonder you are not more rejoiced to see me." Kind relatives, who had already done much for Goldsmith,

did not yet desert him. With L.50 in his pocket, he set out for the Temple to commence the study of law; but never got beyond Dublin, where, having spent all his money, or been pillaged at the gaming-table, to which he had ever an unhappy propensity, disgraced prodigal

once more returned to his mother. After a period of thought and penitence he was sent to

Edinburgh, where he attended medical lectures as little, and amused himself as much as he could. From Edinburgh he was forced to remove precipitately, in consequence of being security for a friend's debt; and he proposed finishing his medical studies at Leyden-for which purpose he, very characteristically, sailed for Bordeaux. But Leyden he reached at last ; and, after spending all his money, borrowed from a friend, in the purchase of tulip-roots, a bargain, all circumstances considered, even surpassing Moses's gross of green spectacles with silver rims, he set out on the tour of France, or of the globe, for what he knew,“ with one clean shirt, and no money in his pocket.” It is constantly affirmed, that on this expedition he often procured lodging and food by playing the flute; and it is certain that he made his way through France, Italy, Germany, and Switzerland, mostly on foot, and with very slender means. From Switzerland he transmitted the outline of THE TRAVELLER to his brother

Henry. While abroad, Goldsmith lost his uncle and benefactor, Mr

Contarine; and he came to London from France, in 1756, in the deepest poverty. By the kind offices of a fellow-student, whom he had known in Edinburgh, he obtained some temporary employment; but, failing as a

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