success, he had, as he conceived, been very severe upon the French nation, exposing unmercifully their frailties and vices. Louis the Fourteenth, he thought, would never consent to a peace with England, unless he was delivered up a sacrifice to national resentment! Under this impression, he waited upon Marlborough, to entreat his interest with the plenipotentiaries that he might not be given up. The Duke said, he did not consider the poet's case to be so desperate. He had taken no care to get himself excepted in the articles of peace, and yet he could not help thinking that he had done the French almost as much damage as even Mr. Dennis had done! Dennis is also said to have one day run away from the coast of Sussex on seeing a ship approach, conceiving that he had been betrayed to the French, and that they had sent the vessel on purpose to carry him off. These ludicrous anecdotes, though probably, like the old Minerva Press novels, "founded on fact," were no doubt exaggerated by the witty malice of the frequenters of Will's and Button's.] WEBSTER AND WHITEFIELD. Ver. 258. There Webster peal'd thy voice, and Whitefield thine!] The one the writer of a newspaper called the Weekly Miscellany, the other a fieldpreacher. This thought the only means of advancing Christianity was by the new-birth of religious madness; that by the old death of fire and faggot : and therefore they agreed in this, though in no other earthly thing, to abuse all the sober clergy. From the small success of these two extraordinary persons, we may learn how little hurtful bigotry and enthusiasm are, while the civil magistrate prudently forbears to lend his power to the one, in order to the employing it against the other. [This allusion to Webster and Whitefield was, of course, a late addition to the poem. The celebrated George Whitefield was only fourteen years of age when the Dunciad was first published. Whitefield cannot be said to have had small success as a preacher. He drew crowds after him, and even David Hume said he was worth travelling twenty miles to hear. His influence over the lower classes as a field-preacher was perhaps unparalleled. This remarkable man died in Newbury, New England, in 1770.] SIR RICHARD BLACKMORE. Ver. 268. Who sings so loudly and who sings so long.] A just character of Sir Richard Blackmore, knight, who (as Mr. Dryden expresseth it) "Writ to the rumbling of his coach's wheels;" and whose indefatigable Muse produced no less than six epic poems: Prince and King Arthur, twenty books; Eliza, ten; Alfred, twelve; the Redeemer, six; besides Job, in folio; the whole book of Psalms; the Creation, seven books; Nature of Man, three books; and many more. 'Tis in this sense he is styled afterwards the "everlasting Blackmore." Notwithstanding all which, Mr. Gildon seems assured, that "this admirable author did not think himself upon the same foot with Homer." Comp. Art. of Poetry, vol. i. p. 108. But how different is the judgment of the author of Characters of the the Times? p. 25, who says, " Sir Richard Blackmore is unfortunate in happen. ing to mistake his proper talents; and that he has not for many years been so much as named, or even thought of, among writers." Even Mr. Dennis differs greatly from his friend Mr. Gildon: "Blackmore's action (saith he) has neither unity nor integrity, nor morality, nor universality; and consequently he can have no fable, and no heroic poem. His narration is neither probable, delightful, nor wonderful; his characters have none of the necessary qualifications; the things contained in his narration are neither in their own nature delightful, nor numerous enough, nor rightly disposed, nor surprising, nor pathetic." Nay, he proceeds so far as to say, Sir Richard has no genius; first laying down, that " Genius is caused by a furious joy and pride of soul, on the conception of an extraordinary hint. Many men (says he) have their hints, without these motions of fury and pride of soul, because they want fire enough to agitate their spirits; and these we call cold writers. Others who have a great deal of fire, but have not excellent organs, feel the forementioned motions, without the extraordinary hints; and these we call fustian writers." But he declares that "Sir Richard had neither the hints nor the motions." Remarks on Pr. Arth. octavo, 1696. Preface. This gentleman in his first works abused the character of Mr. Dryden, and in his last of Mr. Pope, accusing him in very high and sober terms of profaneness and immorality (Essay on Polite Writing, vol. ii. p. 270,) on a mere report, from Edm. Curll, that he was author of a travesty on the First Psalm. Mr. Dennis took up the same report, but with the addition of what Sir Richard had neglected, an argument to prove it; which being very curious we shall here transcribe:-" It was he who burlesqued the psalm of David. It is apparent to me that psalm was burlesqued by a Popish rhymester. Let rhyming persons who have been brought up Protestants be otherwise what they will, let them be rakes, let them be scoundrels, let them be atheists, yet education has made an invincible impression on them in behalf of the sacred writings. But a Popish rhymester has been brought up with a contempt for those sacred writings. Now show me another Popish rhymester but he." This manner of argumentation is usual with Mr. Dennis; he has employed the same against Sir Richard himself, in a like charge of impiety and irreligion:-“ All Mr. Blackmore's celestial machines, as they cannot be defended so much as by common received opinion, so are they directly contrary to the doctrine of the Church of England; for the visible descent of an angel must be a miracle, Now it is the doctrine of the Church of England, that miracles had ceased a long time before Prince Arthur came into the world. Now if the doctrine of the Church of England be true, as we are obliged to believe, then are all the celestial machines in Prince Arthur unsufferable, as wanting not only human, but divine probability. But if the machines are sufferable, that is if they have so much as divine probability, then it follows of necessity that the doctrine of the Church is false. So I leave it to every impartial clergyman to consider," &c. Preface to the Remarks on Prince Arthur. [In the edition of 1729, to the above note was added a declaration, that Mr. Pope never had any obligations to Sir R. B., and never saw him but twice in his life. With respect to the parody on the First Psalm-which bears the indubitable Pope mark on every line, but is too daringly profane and indecent for publication-Curll states that the poem was handed about by Mr. Pope in the Lent season, and was printed from a copy in his handwriting:-" He put out an advertisement in the Postman, offering three guineas reward to discover the person who sent it to the press, but this was only an evasive feint, for Mrs. Burleigh, in Amen Corner, was the publisher of it, and was ready to produce the MS. under his own hand, but neither he nor any one for him ever paid the premium, or said one word more about it, when he found it could be proved upon him."-Key to the Dunciad, 1728.] FLEET DITCH. Ver. 271. To where Fleet Ditch, with disemboguing streams.] Previous to the appearance of the Dunciad, Swift and Gay had commemorated in verse the "muddy current" of Fleet Ditch. "That part of the town ditch in front of the city wall, between Bridewell Dock and Holborn, so called from the Fleet, a bourne or brook which runs into the town ditch, by, I believe, Fleet-lane, and so by Bridewell into the Thames at Blackfriars Bridge. After the Great Fire, it was converted into a dock or creek, and called the New Canal. It is now a covered sewer, and one of the largest in London. This celebrated ditch was primarily supplied by the waters of certain wells in the suburbs of the city, called Clerkenwell, Skinners-well, Fags-well, Tode-well, Loders-well, and Radwell, forming a stream called the River of Wells, or Turnmill Brook. From Clerkenwell the River of Wells ran down Turnmill-street, and Hockley-in-theHole, into Holborn, where it was fed by a brook called "Old-Borne," and so on into what we now call Farringdon-street, where it received the waters of a little rapid streamlet, called the Fleet, and made its way into the Thames by Blackfriars Bridge. As the population increased about Clerkenwell and Holborn, the waters of the wells were diverted from their former channel, and the ditch became a kind of stagnant creek; or, worse still, a receptacle for every description of garbage and offal. Stow enumerates several attempts that were made to clean it and to keep it clean, so that boats and barges might pass and unload their cargoes at Holborn as before. The new canal was forty feet in breadth, and cost the sum of £27,777, besides what was paid to the proprietors whose grounds were taken for wharfs and quays. The toll was heavy, the traffic inconsiderable, and, in spite of its new name, and the money that had been spent upon it, the ditch was doomed to continue a common sewer. The mayor and corporation, when the present Mansion House was about to be built, and it was necessary to remove Stock's Market, wisely determined to arch over the ditch, between Holborn Bridge and Fleet Market, and remove the market to the site thus obtained. Stock's Market, in consequence of this determination, was removed to Fleet Ditch on the 30th of September 1737, and called Fleet Market. A portion of the ditch between Fleet-street and the Thames still remained open. An opportunity, however, was found, when Blackfriars Bridge was built, to arch it over, and, since 1765, famous Fleet Ditch has carried its dead dogs, and disemboguing streams, to the Thames underground."—Cunningham's Hand Book for London.] OLDMIXON. Ver. 283. In naked majesty Oldmixon stands.] Mr. John Oldmixon, next to Mr. Dennis, the most ancient critic of our nation; an unjust censurer of Mr. Addison in his prose Essay on Criticism, whom also, in his imitation of Bouhours (called the Arts of Logic and Rhetoric), he misrepresents in plain matter of fact; for in p. 45, he cites the Spectator as abusing Dr. Swift by name, where there is not the least hint of it; and in p. 304, is so injurious as to suggest, that Mr. Addison himself writ that Tatler, No. 43, which says of his own simile, that ""Tis as great as ever entered into the mind of man." "In poetry he was not so happy as laborious, and therefore characterized by the Tatler, No. 62, by the name of Omicron, the Unborn Poet." Curll: Key, p. 13. "He writ dramatic works, and a volume of poetry, consisting of heroic epistles, &c., some whereof are very well done," saith that great judge, Mr. Jacob, in his Lives of Poets, vol. ii. p. 303. In his Essay on Criticism, and the Arts of Logic and Rhetoric, he frequently reflects on our author. But the top of his character was a perverter of history, in that scandalous one of the Stuarts, in folio, and his Critical History of England, two volumes octavo. Being employed by Bishop Kennet in publishing the historians in his collection, he falsified Daniel's Chronicle in numberless places. Yet this very man, in the Freface to the first of these books, advanced a particular fact to charge three eminent persons of falsifying the Lord Clarendon's History: which fact has been disproved by Dr. Atterbury, late Bishop of Rochester, then the only survivor of them; and the particular part he pretended to be falsified, produced since, after almost ninety years, in that noble author's original manuscript. He was all his life a virulent party-writer for hire, and received his reward in a small place, which he enjoyed to his death. He is here likened to Milo, in allusion to that verse of Ovid, "Fletque Milon senior, cum spectat inanes Herculeis similes, fluidos pendere lacertos ;" either with regard to his age, or because he was undone by trying to pull to pieces an oak that was too strong for him. "Remember Milo's end, Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend." LORD ROSC. [Oldmixon merited the poet's censure. He died July 9, 1742, aged 69.] DEAN SMEDLEY. Ver. 291. Next Smedley dived.]. The person here mentioned, an Irishman, was author and publisher of many scurrilous pieces; a weekly Whitehall Journal, in the year 1722, in the name of Sir James Baker; and particularly whole volumes of Billingsgate against Dr. Swift and Mr. Pope, called Gulliveriana and Alexandriana, printed in octavo, 1728. [In the early editions this episode was applied to E, or Eusden, the Laureate. Jonathan Smedley, a stanch Whig, and Dean of Clogher, in Ireland, was a more formidable personage. His lines on Swift's instalment as Dean of St. Patrick's, cut as deeply as any of the attacks in the Dunciad, though inflicted with a coarser weapon. The following character of Swift, by Smedley, is admitted by Sir Walter Scott to possess considerable point and vivacity, as well as a distorted resemblance to the Dean's character: 66 'THE DEVIL'S LAST GAME. "Said Old Nick to St. Michael, you use me but ill, Of humour enchanting, and easy of face; His tongue flow'd with honey, his eyes flash'd delight, |