How lofty must Imagination soar, To reach absurdities unknown before! Thanks to thy pinions, Broughton, thou hast brought From the moon's orb a novelty of thought. This single truth thy brother bards must tell— Who settle Hebrew points, and scold in prose. O Learning! where are all thy fancied joys, Tell me, sententious mortals, tell me whence You claim the preference to men of sense? wants learning: see the letter'd throng Banter his English in a Latin song. Their native language, but declaim in Greek. Ye classic dunces, self-sufficient fools, Is this the boasted justice of your schools? * * * has parts-parts which would set aside The labour'd acquisitions of your pride; Uncultivated now his genius lies, Instruction sees his latent beauties rise; But * * * swears so loud, so indiscreet, His thunders rattle thro' the list'ning street. Ye rigid Christians, formally severe, Blind to his charities, his oaths you hear; Observe his virtues: Calumny must own A noble soul is in his actions shown: Tho' dark this bright original you paint, I'd rather be a * * *than a saint. Excuse me, Catcott, if from you I stray, The Muse will go where Merit leads the way: The owls of learning may admire the night, But * *shines with Reason's glowing light. Still admonition presses to my pen, The infant muse would give advice to men. In springs, in mountains, stratas, mines, and rocks, If to think otherwise you claim pretence, But oh! how lofty your ideas roar, In showing wond'ring cits the fossile store! 1 Renounce is written over the first two words of this line: which is the true meaning is uncertain, both being in his own handwriting, and uncancelled.-SOUTHEY'S Edition. The ladies are quite ravish'd, as he tells The fossil whimseys of the numerous store. And can the poor applause of things like these, Dec. 20, 1769. MR. CATCOTT will be pleased to observe that I admire many things in his learned Remarks. This poem is an innocent effort of poetical vengeance, as Mr. Catcott has done me the honour to criticize my trifles. I have taken great poetical liberties, and what I dislike in verse possibly deserves my approbation in the plain prose of Truth.-The many admirers of Mr. Catcott may, on perusal of this, rank me as an enemy; but I am indifferent in all things-I value neither the praise nor the censure of the multitude. SENTIMENT. 1769. SINCE We can die but once, what matters it, Tho' varied is the cause, the effect's the same; 1 Though it may not always be the effect of infidel principles, to plunge the person who becomes unfortunately infected with them into an immediate course of flagrant and shameless depravity, they seldom fail to unhinge the mind, and render it the sport of some passion unfriendly to our happiness and prosperity. One of their first effects in Chatterton was to render the idea of suicide familiar, and to dispose him to think lightly of the most sacred deposit with which man is intrusted by his Creator. It has been supposed THE DEFENCE. Dec. 25, 1769. No more, dear Smith, the hackneyed tale renew; Religion's but Opinion's bastard son, A perfect mystery, more than three in one. that his violent death in London was the sudden and almost instant effect of extreme poverty and disappointment. It appears, however, that long before he left Bristol he had repeatedly intimated his intention of putting an end to his existence.-DR. GREGORY. |