Comparing his familiar idiom in octosyllabic verse with that of Prior, I think every one will be struck with Swift's habit of confining each sentence, or at least each clause of a sentence, within two lines. For example, the poem entitled The Logicians Refuted consists of fifty-eight lines; and in these there are only two clauses which extend beyond the rhyme of the couplet. This octosyllabic verse is founded on the style of Hudibras, which Swift constantly imitates by his use of disyllabic or trisyllabic rhymes: but his direct and trenchant manner is his own, and he studiously avoids the display of encyclopædic learning, which is characteristic of Butler. The following passage, from the delightful imitation of Horace which I have before alluded to, shows the familiar style of Swift at its best2: Said Harley: "I desire to know But coldly said, "Your servant, sir! 1 Viz.: And Wise Aristotle and Smiglecius, By ratiocinations specious, Have strove to prove with great precision With definition and division, Homo est ratione præditum: But for my soul I cannot credit 'em. No judges, fiddlers, dancing-masters, No pickpockets, or poetasters, 2 For the earlier lines see p. 134. Swift, who could neither fly nor hide, "Well, I shall think of that no more, If you'll be sure to come at four." The Doctor now obeys the summons, "A canon! that's a place too mean Suppose him now a dean complete, The silver verge, with decent pride, Stuck underneath his cushion-side : Suppose him gone through all vexations, Patents, instalments, abjurations, First-fruits, and tenths, and chapter-treats : Dues, payments, fees, demands, and cheats(The wicked laity's contriving To hinder clergymen from thriving). Now all the Doctor's money's spent ; And Parvisol discounts arrears By bills for taxes and repairs. Poor Swift, with all his losses vext, Why sure you won't appear in town In that old wig and rusty gown? I doubt your heart is set on pelf So much, that you neglect yourself. "Truce, good my lord, I beg a truce," Then, since you now have done your worst, In No two men could be more unlike each other in respect of character, genius, and fortune than were Swift and Gay. The latter was as obsequious, accommodating, and amiable, as the former was cynical, haughty, and independent. Swift was sparing and spartan in his habits; Gay was greedy, indolent, and ostentatious. point of literary style everything that Swift wrote bore the stamp of originality, and, as Johnson says, even of singularity. Gay never initiated any characteristic line of thought from the first his works owed their existence to other men's suggestions. Yet Gay met with none of the impediments that barred the ambition of Swift. Fortune, on the contrary, was always providing him with opportunities, which he generally wasted through careless 1 Imitation of Horace, Book i. Epistle 7. ness and want of foresight; and, in spite of these faults, some friendly hand was ever ready to help him out of the difficulty of the moment. Nearly everything that he wrote attained a certain amount of popularity, and even fame, some of which has been lasting; and this he owed to the almost servile facility with which he adapted himself to the tastes and perceptions of the society about him, exactly inverting the misanthropic contempt for the whole human race displayed by his friend, the Dean of St. Patrick's. To his chameleon-like power of reflecting the average thought and manners of his time must be ascribed the undoubtedly characteristic place that he occupies in the History of English Poetry. John Gay was baptized at Barnstaple Old Church on the 16th of September 1685. He was the youngest son of William Gay of Barnstaple-a member of an old but decayed Devonshire family-who died when the future poet was about ten years old. John was educated at the Grammar School of his native town, under the mastership first of one Rayner, and then of Robert Luck, a man not unknown in his day as a writer of Latin and English verse. Among his schoolfellows were Pope's friend, William Fortescue, and Aaron Hill. After leaving school he was apprenticed, by an uncle who took charge of him, to a silkmercer in London. It is said that he soon obtained a discharge from a business that was irksome to him, and returned for a time to Barnstaple; but there are no records of the manner in which he contrived to support himself before the year 1708, when his first poem, called Wine, was published by William Keble. This was written in imitation of Philips' Cider: whether, however, it obtained anything like the same amount of popularity there is nothing to show. But Gay took instinctively the surest road to secure the support that his limited genius required. In 1711 we find him issuing a pamphlet entitled The Present State of Wit, in which he gives an account of the origin and character of the leading newspapers of recent date, including The Tatler, The Spectator, and The Examiner, with complimentary references to the leading writers in them. He thus found an easy entrance to the good graces of Steele and Swift; and in the same year it appears, by a letter from Cromwell to Pope, that Gay had addressed a letter to Lintot on the publication of his Miscellany, in which he speaks as follows of the author of The Rape of the Lock and the Essay on Criticism : When Pope's harmonious muse with pleasure roves Through the glad shade each warbling note prolongs; His steady judgment far out-shoots his years, This happy flattery, the beginning of an enduring friendship, was emphasised in 1713 by the dedication of Rural Sports to Pope with the humble acknowledgment of discipleship: My muse shall rove through flowery meads and plains, Frequented by the Mantuan swain and you. Pope, who was then meditating his campaign against Ambrose Philips, with a rapid perception of the peculiar gifts of his admirer, suggested to him the idea of ridiculing Philips' Pastorals by a representation of country manners as they really were. Gay, working upon the hint in his own style, produced in 1714 The Shepherd's Week. The Prologue, in which this poem with flattering compliments was dedicated to Bolingbroke, shows that the author had contrived to insinuate himself into the good graces of the arbitra elegantiarum, whom he thus celebrates :- There saw I ladies all a-row Before their Queen in seemly show. |