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the particular occasion on which it was written. But that intention (if we give any credit to the anecdote with which it is introduced to the reader) having been obviated, and the work being both temporary and local, the occasion, perhaps, in a great measure, forgotten, and the circumstances at any time intelligible but to a few, the papers, of course, were no longer worth preserving ;-—at least, not worth committing to the press. They have, however, as we see, by some means or other, been snatched from the hand of Oblivion ; and here they are offered to the public, under the odd title of a Political Romance : which seems to befit them as well as if they had been called Memoirs of a Mouse-trap.
The occasion which gave birth to this little allegorical performance, is thus pointed out by the anonymous Editor : For some time Mr. Sterne lived * in a retired manner, upon a small curacy in Yorkshire, and probably would have remained in the same obscurity, if his lively genius had not displayed itself upon an occasion which secured him a friend, and paved the way for his promotion. A person who filled a lucrative benefice, was not satisfied with enjoying it during his own lifetime, but exerted all his interest to have it entailed upon his wife and son, after his decease. The gentleman who expected the reversion of this post, was Mr. Sterne's friend, who had not, however, sufficient influence to prevent the success of his adverfary. At this time Sterne's fatirical pen operated so strongly, that the intended monopolizer informed him, if he would suppress the publication of his sarcasm, he would resign his pretensions to the next candidate.'
The title of this piece, it appears, was to have been, · The Hifa tory of a good warm Watch-coat, with which the present Poffeffor is not content to cover his own Shoulders, unless he can cut out of it a Petticoat for his Wife, and a pair of Breeches for his Son.' The pamphlet was suppressed, and the reverfion took place.
The piece is written more in the manner of Swift than of Sterne's other humorous productions ; or, perhaps, it may be considered as an imitation of the admirable • Memoirs of P. P. Clerk of this Parish,' written by Pope. Art. 54. The History of Paraguay. Containing, among many other new,
curious, and interesting Particulars of that Country, a full and authentic Account of the Establishments formed there by the Jesuits, &c. Written originally in French, by the celebrated Father Charlevoix. 8vo. 2 Vols. 8 s. 6 d. Boards. L. Davis. 1769.
The character of Charlevoix and his wșitings being so universally known t, and so much having also, lately, been communicated to our Readers f, relating to Paraguay, and the Jesuits, we think it needless to enter particularly into the contents of the present publication ; of which we shall, therefore, only add, that those who have not read the original work, at large, will find considerable entertainment in the
* This account is copied from the anecdotes of his life lately publifhed by another anonymous hand.
+ His accounts of Hispaniola, of Japan, and of Canada, are in every library of consequence in Europe.
1 Particularly in our two last Appendixes.
perural perufal of this abstract $ : but, if they would carefully avoid being, in any instances, mifled by the good Father's pious partiality to his order, they muft make the requifite allowances for his religion, his country, and his connexions. Art. 55. The Fox unkennelled; or, The Paymafter's Accounts laid open.
By an Alderman. 8vo. 6 d. Rofon. An handful of dirt, flung at Lord H- d. Art. 56. Anti-Midas : a Jubilee Preservative from unclaffical, ignorani,
false, and invidious Criticism. 4to. 1 s. 6d. Pyne. We have found it difficult to speak with certainty of the design and character of this piece. On perafing a few pages, at the beginning, we fufpected that the Author intended to attack the Ode, in fomewhat of the style and manner of our worthy friend SCRIBLERUS; but on proceeding farther, it rather appeared that his meaning was, to defend Mr. Garrick's performance, against certain criticisms which have appeared in the news papers. Had the Author been a declared enemy, Mr. G. we dare say, would have smiled at his efforts; but nothing, surely, is fo vexatious, as the Marplot-like officiousness of an injudicious friend!
The ambiguous countenance of this production reminds us of a story told of the late Mr. Rich, the manager of Covent Garden theatre, An Author who had left the manuscript of a new play with Mr. R. waited on him to know what acceptance the piece was likely to meet with : “ Sir!" said the Bard, in a most obsequious attitude, “ have you perused my play?” “ Yes," replied R. deliberately, snuffing up his rappee, first at one noftril, then at the other, “ I have read it :-but-pray-Mr. , is this your comedy, or your tragedy ?”
S E R M O N S. I. The Blessedness attending the Memory of the Juft, represented-at Hackney in Middlesex, Nov. 12, on the Death of the Rev. Mr. Tis mothy Laugher, who died O&. 29, 1769. By Andrew Kippis, D, D. To which is added, the Address delivered at the Interment; by John Palmer. is. Buckland.
JI. A Farewell Sermon, at Trinity Church, Leeds, Nov, cth, 1769. By James Scott, B. D. Fellow of Trinity College, Cambridge. Crowder, &c.
III. In the Cathedral of Sarum, before the Governors of the General Infirmary, at the Anniversary Meeting, Sept. 29, 1769. By the Right Rev. Charles Lord Bishop of St. David's. Nicoll.
IV. In the Cathedral at Lincoln, before the Governors of the County Hospital, on its being opened for the Reception of Patients, Nov, s, 1769. By George Scinton, D. D. Chancellor of the church of i incoln, and Chaplain to the Archbishop of Canterbury. Rivington, &c.
V. At the Separation of the Rev. Mr N. Phene to the Pattoral Office, in the Church of Christ at Hertford, Nov. 15, 1-6. By Thomas Towle, B. D. With an introductory Discourse, by John Angus. I s. Pearch.
sint original was prunicu in tree large quartos, and pubuihed in France, about twelve years ago,
UTE have been favoured with a letter from the Editor of The Let
V ters supposed to have passed between St Evremond and Waller, in which he says, 'The Reviewer of that work has made some mistakes which 1 am persuaded you will have the justice to rectify. He charges the Editor with the disgustful artifice of paying compliments to him. self, under the assumption of his characters. He was too hafty in his animadversion; those letters are sometimes apologized for, but never praised. The Editor was incapable of such a filly vanity ; the mutual compliments that appear in those letters, are founded on the well-known merits of the respective characters, allude to their writings, or arise from their lives-thus Waller tells St. Evremond, that his misfortunes new how elegantly he can complain. See St. Evre.' mond's works paffim.] Thus St Evremond compliments Waller on his superior wit and understanding.' .
"The Reviewer reckons, among other fictions in this work, the story of Grammont's marriage with the Lady Hamilton, but this is not a fiction. The Editor had this anecdote from a person of great distinction, to whom it was communicated by those who well knew the family,
In answer to this charge the Reviewer says, that he has not imputed the compliments paid by the Editor of the letters to himself as an artifice; but has observed only, that in reciprocal commendations of the letters by the writer of both parts of the supposed correspondence, there is something disgusting. He found in a plaintive letter from St. Evremond to Waller, and in a consolatory letter of Waller to st. Ev. remond, this expression, Your misfortunes Thew how elegantly you can complain. This has sufficiently the appearance of a compliment to the letter-writer, to produce disgust, and may with as much propriety be referred to the letter written for St. Évremond, as to any passages scattered among the letters he wrote for himself. In reply to Waller, St. Evremond, among other things, tells him that he is the most engaging friend he ever found, and immediately refers to his Jalt letter for illustration and proof. The words are these :
So kind and yet so perplexing, 'fo engaging and yet so volatile a friend, have I never found. From the beginning of your last letter I expected nothing less than a serious lecture in practical philosophy but we have bardly got to the end of one fentence, till the philofopher, instead of instructing his friend how to bear with misfortune, writes an encom um on misfortune itself
If this is not a compliment paid to Waller, in consequence of the letter written for him, it is impossible to write one. How ingenious, lively, and pleasing must the letter be, that displays an engaging volatility without example, and can at once excite perplexity, admira. tion, and delight! But the Reviewer has reckoned, among other fic. tions, the story of Grammont's marriage with the Lady Hamilton, which is not a fiction. This he confesses; but if it is a fault to be ignorant of what it was impossible he should know, he bumbly con: ceives that the Editor of the letters himself is not innocent. Every body does not learn anecdotes from persons of great distinction, and he hopes it will be generally allowed, that to conclude a fact which had not been recorded, and which was found among fi&itious facis, to be itself a fillion, was to conclude rationally..
The Editor of the letters hints, that there are other strictures in the Review which might easily be set aside ; if he will point them tur, they shall be contidered, and, if not defensible, given up.
ART. ']. Les Saisons, Poëme. The Seasons, a Poem. 12mo. Amster
dam, 1769. T HIS volume, besides The Seasons, contains several little
1 pieces by the same Author which have been published before ; they consist of what the French call pieces fugitive, three tales, called, L’Abenaki, Sara Th- and Ziméo; and some oriental fables.
As the poem only is new, we shall take no further notice of the rest.
It is impossible to convey a perfect idea of a poem in any language but that in which it is written ; because no perfect idea can be conveyed without extracts; and extracts in a version rather exhibit the translator's abilities, than those of the author. Our Readers, however, may form some judgment of the merit: of The Seasons, by the Author's idea of his subject, as it appears in a preliminary discourse, which will suffer little by a translation, and which is, perhaps, one of the best essays on pala toral poetry extant: for both these reasons, we shall give it entire.
I have here submited to the judgment of the public, a work of a new species, such at least as hath not hitherto been attempted in our language. Many persons, eminent as well for taste as literature, have thought that neither the particulars of rural nature, nor rural life, could be exhibited in French verse : but when I began my poem, I had made few reflections; I was young, and what these persons thought impossible, appeared to me not even to be difficult. Rev. Vol. xli. Kk
• As I was bred up in the country, where I saw the people who were employed in the cultivation of it happy, nothing oco curred in my infancy but rural objects, and men content with their condition. I had observed, very early in life, the revolu. tions, the phænomena, the beauties and the bounty of nature; nor could I observe them with indifference. I was delighted with the rural pictures which I found in the writings of Ovid, Virgil, Lucretius, and Horace; and I was prompted by that pleasure to imitate them. I began to write verses, and the beautiful colours of a fine evening, the splendor and freshness of the morning, and the pleasures of a good harvest, were my subjects. My age was the time when what we love naturally flows into verse. I had pleasure in painting such objects as forcibly struck me; I had a passion for this kind of painting, and if I have mistaken passion for talents, I have erred in common with many artists who deserve at least the indulgence of the public.
• The composing, and the hearing of poetry, gives pleasure to every man in proportion to his fenfibility. There are few young people who have not written verses : and there is not a
tribe of savages in America or Africa, a herd of barbarians in - Alia, or a polished nation in Europe, without poets and poetry.
The inhabitants of a fertile country, and temperate climate, were the first that cultivated rural poetry : Daphnis and Theocritus were Sicilians.
Among happy people, whose employments were embittered neither by coil nor anxiety, men who were born with a genius for poetry, celebrated the quiet felicity which they enjoyed : their theme was their pleasures, of which it was impoflible to speak without speaking of nature, from whence they were derived : they were pleated with their condition, of which they contemplated the circumstances; they felt an interest in them all, and there were no particulars of a pastoral or rural life, which they judged unworthy of their song: they had no idea of any other nature than that which supplied their wants, nor of any other characters or manners than those of the relations, the friends, and neighbours that were dear to them : their pictures were as fimple as their manners; they were just, though they were ruftic; they painted with exactness, and even with grace, but they painted for themselves: to fhepherds their poems were delightful, but they pleased less those who were ac, cuftonied to the refinements of artificial life.
• When many small nations were swallowed up in one great one; when war and luxury succeeded to the quiet and fimplicity of rural life, the peasants began to suffer oppression, thole