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thus portrayed? Yet I consider it really hurts not him; whereas to call some others dull, might do them prejudice with a world too apt to believe it. Therefore, though Mr. D. may call another a little ass, or a young toad, far be it from us to call him a toothless lion or an old serpent. Indeed, had I written these notes (as was once my intent) in the learned language, I might have given him the appellations of balatro, calceatum caput, scurra in triviis, being phrases in good esteem and frequent usage among the best learned. But in our mother-tongue were I to tax any gentleman of the Dunciad, surely it should be in words not to the vulgar intelligible; whereby Christian charity, decency, and good accord among authors, might be preserved.

SCRIBLERUS.

The good Scriblerus here, as on all occasions, eminently shows his humanity. But it was far otherwise with the gentlemen of the Dunciad, whose scurrilities were always personal, and of that nature which provoked every honest man but Mr. Pope; yet never to be lamented, since they occasioned the following amiable verses:

"While malice, Pope, denies thy page

Its own celestial fire,

While critics, and while bards in rage,
Admiring, won't admire;

"While wayward pens thy worth assail,
And envious tongues decry;

These times, though many a friend bewail,
These times bewail not I.

"But when the world's loud praise is thine,
And spleen no more shall blame,
When with thy Homer thou shalt shine
In one establish'd fame;

"When none shall rail, and every lay

Devote a wreath to thee;

That day (for come it will) that day

Shall I lament to see.'

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[These verses first appeared in a collection of pieces in prose and verse on occasion of the Dunciad, 1729. They were written by one Lewis, author of 66 Philip of Macedon," a tragedy, published in 1727, and dedicated to Pope. In 1730 Lewis published a second volume of miscellaneous poems. See Croker's Boswell, under date of 1784. In the octavo edition of the Dunciad, 1729, Pope has the following passage:-" They went so far as to libel an eminent sculptor for making our author's busts in marble, at the request of Mr. Gibbs the architect; which rhymes had the undeserved honour to be answered in an Impromptu by the Earl of B- :

'Well, Sir, suppose the busto's a dd head,

Suppose that Pope's an elf;

All he can say for 't is, he neither made

The busto nor himself.'

"And by another person of quality

'Rysbrack, to make a Pope of stone,

Must labour hard and sore:

But it would cost him labour none,

To make a stone of Moore.''

The "Moore," of course, is James Moore Smythe; the "Earl of B--," the Earl of Burlington, who might not like to have this impromptu fathered upon him. Nor was the subject of the elfish shape one on which Pope was fond to dwell, even to shame an antagonist. The passage was retained in the quarto of 1735, but disappeared from the duodecimo of the following year.]

ELIZA HAYWOOD.

Ver. 157. See in the circle next Eliza placed.
160. By bounteous Kirkall dress'd.1

In this game is exposed, in the most contemptuous manner, the profligate licentiousness of those shameless scribblers (for the most part of that sex

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which ought least to be capable of such malice or impudence) who in libellous Memoirs and Novels, reveal the faults or misfortunes of both sexes, to the ruin of public fame, or disturbance of private happiness. Our good poet (by the whole cast of his work being obliged not to take off the irony) where he

could not show his indignation, hath shown his contempt as much as possible, having here drawn as vile a picture as could be represented in the colours of epic poesy.-SCRIBLERUS.

Eliza Haywood. This woman was authoress of those most scandalous books called the Court of Carimania; and the New Utopia. For the two babes of love, see CURLL, Key, p. 22. But whatever reflection he is pleased to throw upon this lady, surely it was what from him she little deserved, who had celebrated Curll's undertakings for reformation of manners, and declared her. self"to be so perfectly acquainted with the sweetness of his disposition, and that tenderness with which he considered the errors of his fellow-creatures; that, though she should find the little inadvertencies of her own life recorded in his papers, she was certain that it would be done in such a manner as she could not but approve." MRS. HAYWOOD, Hist. of Clar. printed in the Female Dunciad, p. 18.

1 Kirkall, the name of an engraver. Some of this lady's works were printed in four volumes in 12mo., with her picture thus dressed up before them.

[This authoress, like Mrs. Centlivre, had tried the stage, and afterwards wrote some miserable novels and dramatic pieces. Her later works were more decent and becoming than those mentioned by Pope: they were the Female Spectator, Jemmy and Jenny Jessamy, the Invisible Spy, &c. She died in 1756, aged about sixty.]

OSBORNE, THE BOOKSELLER.

Ver. 167. Osborne and Curll accept the glorious strife.] A bookseller in Gray'sInn, very well qualified by his impudence to act this part; and therefore placed here instead of a less deserving predecessor. [The first person named was a bookseller named Chetwood, who, in some drunken debauch, as Curll says, was sent home crowned like Osborne in the poem. In the edition of 1729, Chapman, another bookseller, supplanted Chetwood.] This man published advertisements, for a year together, pretending to sell Mr. Pope's subscrip tion books of Homer's Iliad at half the price: of which books he had none, but cut to the size of them (which was quarto) the common books in folio, without copper-plates, on a worse paper, and never above half the value.

Upon this advertisement the Gazetteer harangued thus, July 6, 1739: "How melancholy must it be to a writer to be so unhappy as to see his works hawked for sale in a manner so fatal to his fame! How, with honour to yourself, and justice to your subscribers, can this be done? What an ingratitude to be charged on the only honest poet that lived in 1738; and than whom virtue has not had a shriller trumpeter for many ages! That you were once generally admired and esteemed can be denied by none; but that you and your works are now despised, is verified by this fact:" which being utterly false, did not indeed much humble the author, but drew this just chastisement on the bookseller.

[Thomas Osborne was so impassively dull, according to Dr. Johnson, that

he would not feel Pope's satire. Osborne purchased the great library of the Earl of Oxford for the sum of £13,000. Johnson drew up the catalogue of this noble library, and in some dispute with the bookseller knocked him down with a folio volume: "Sir, he was impertinent to me, and I beat him; but it was not in his shop, it was in my own chamber." Boswell, under date 1743.]

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THOMAS BENTLEY.

Ver. 205. Bentley his mouth with classic flattery opes.] Not spoken of the famous Dr. Richard Bentley, but of one Thom. Bentley, a small critic, who aped his uncle in a little Horace. The great one was intended to be dedicated to the Lord Halifax, but (on a change of the ministry) was given to the Earl of Oxford; for which reason the little one was dedicated to his son the Lord Harley. A taste of his classic elocution may be seen in his following panegyric on the peace of Utrecht:-" Cupimus patrem tuum, fulgen. tissimum illud orbis Anglicani jubar, adorare! O ingens reipublicæ nostræ columen! O fortunatam tanto heroe Britanniam! Illi tali tantoque viro Deum per omnia adfuisse, manumque ejus et mentem direxisse, certissimum est. Hujus enim unius ferme opera, æquissimis et perhonorificis conditionibus, diuturno, heu nimium! bello, finem impositum videmus. O diem æterna memoria dignissimam! qua terrores patriæ omnes excidit, pacemque diu exoptatam toti fere Europe restituit, ille populi Anglicani amor, Harleius."

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'Thy father, that most refulgent star of the Anglican orb, we much desire to adore! Oh mighty column of our republic! O Britain fortunate in such a hero! That to such and so great a man God was ever present, in every thing, and all along directed both his hand and his heart, is a most absolute certainty! For it is in a manner by the operation of this man alone, that we behold a war (alas! how much too long a one!) brought at length to an end, on the most just and most honourable conditions. Oh day eternally to be memorated! wherein all the terrors of his country were ended, and a peace (long wished for by almost all Europe) was restored by Harley, the love and delight of the people of England." [T. Bentley was then a mere boy.]

But that this gentleman can write in a different style may be seen in a letter he printed to Mr. Pope, wherein several noble lords are treated in a most extraordinary language, particularly the Lord Bolingbroke, abused for that very peace, which he here makes the single work of the Earl of Oxford, directed by God Almighty.

[Bentley, it is said, sent a challenge to Pope in consequence of this satire. The poet referred it to a military friend-probably Cleland-who, in consideration of the personal infirmity of Pope, took up his quarrel, and offered to meet his adversary. Upon this Bentley explained or apologised.]

LEONARD WELSTED.

Ver. 207. But Welsted most the poet's healing balm

Strives to extract.

Leonard Welsted, author of The Triumvirate, or a Letter in Verse from Palamon to Celia at Bath, which was meant for a satire on Mr. P. and some of his friends, about the year 1718. He wrote other things, which we cannot remember. Smedley, in his Metamorphosis of Scriblerus, mentions one, the Hymn of a Gentleman to his Creator And there was another in praise either of a Cellar or a Garret. L. W. characterised in the treatise Пepi Bábovs, or the Art of Sinking, as a didapper, and after as an eel, is said to be this person, by Dennis, Daily Journal of May 11, 1728. He was also characterised under another animal, a mole, by the author of the ensuing simile, which was handed about at the same time :

"Dear Welsted, mark, in dirty hole,

That painful animal, a mole:
Above ground never born to grow;
What mighty stir it keeps below!
To make a mole-hill all this strife!
It digs, pokes, undermines for life.
How proud a little dirt to spread;
Conscious of nothing o'er its head!
"Till, labouring on for want of eyes,
It blunders into light, and dies."

You have him again in book 3, ver. 169.

The satire of this episode being levelled at the base flatteries of authors to worthless wealth or greatness, concludes here with an excellent lesson to such men: That although their pens and praises were as exquisite as their conceit of themselves, yet (even in their own mercenary views) a creature unlettered, who serveth the passions, or pimpeth to the pleasures, of such vain, braggart, puffed nobility, shall with those patrons be much more inward, and of them much higher rewarded.-SCRIBLERUS.

[The following is the note appended by Pope to the passage in book 3, in which Welsted is again named] :

Of this author see the remark on book 2, v. 209. But (to be impartial) add to it the following different character of him:

"Mr. Welsted had, in his youth, raised so great expectations of his future genius, that there was a kind of struggle between the most eminent in the two universities, which should have the honour of his education. To compound this, he (civilly) became a member of both, and, after having passed some time at the one, he removed to the other. From thence he returned to town, where he became the darling expectation of all the polite writers, whose encouragement he acknowledged in his occasional poems, in a manner that will make no small part of the fame of his protectors. It also appears from his works, that he was happy in the patronage of the most illustrious

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