[326] See ante, iii. 65.  Wilkes was by this time City Chamberlain.  ’I think I see him at this moment,’ said Rogers (Table-Talk, p. 43), ’walking through the crowded streets of the city, as Chamberlain, on his way to Guildhall, in a scarlet coat, military boots, and a bag-wig—­the hackney-coachmen in vain calling out to him, “A coach, your honour."’

[327] See ante, ii. 201, for Beattie’s Essay on Truth.

[328] Thurot, in the winter of 1759-60, with a small squadron made descents on some of the Hebrides and on the north-eastern coast of Ireland.  In a sea fight off Ireland he was killed and his ships were taken. Gent.  Mag. xxx. 107.  Horace Walpole says that in the alarm raised by him in Ireland, ‘the bankers there stopped payment.’ Memoirs of the Reign of George II, iii. 224.

[329]

     ’Some for renown on scraps of learning doat,
      And think they grow immortal as they quote.’

Young’s Love of Fame, sat. i.  Cumberland (Memoirs, ii. 226) says that Mr. Dilly, speaking of ’the profusion of quotations which some writers affectedly make use of, observed that he knew a Presbyterian parson who, for eighteenpence, would furnish any pamphleteer with as many scraps of Greek and Latin as would pass him off for an accomplished classic.’

[330] Cowley was quite out of fashion.  Richardson (Corres. ii. 229) wrote more than thirty years earlier:—­’I wonder Cowley is so absolutely neglected.’  Pope, a dozen years or so before Richardson, asked,

     ’Who now reads Cowley? if he pleases yet,
      His moral pleases, not his pointed wit.’

Imitations of Horace, Epis. ii. i. 75.

[331] See ante, ii. 58, and iii. 276.

[332] ’There was a club held at the King’s Head in Pall Mall that arrogantly called itself The World.  Lord Stanhope (now Lord Chesterfield) was a member.  Epigrams were proposed to be written on the glasses by each member after dinner.  Once when Dr. Young was invited thither, the doctor would have declined writing because he had no diamond, Lord Stanhope lent him his, and he wrote immediately—­

     “Accept a miracle,” &c.’

Spence’s Anecdotes, p. 377.  Dr. Maty (Memoirs of Chesterfield, i. 227) assigns the lines to Pope, and lays the scene at Lord Cobham’s.  Spence, however, gives Young himself as his authority.

[333] ’Aug. 1778.  “I wonder,” said Mrs. Thrale, “you bear with my nonsense.”  “No, madam, you never talk nonsense; you have as much sense and more wit than any woman I know.”  “Oh,” cried Mrs. Thrale, blushing, “it is my turn to go under the table this morning, Miss Burney.”  “And yet,” continued the doctor, with the most comical look, “I have known all the wits from Mrs. Montagu down to Bet Flint.”  “Bet Flint!” cried Mrs. Thrale.  “Pray, who is she?” “Oh, a fine character, madam.  She was habitually a slut and a drunkard, and occasionally a thief and a harlot....  Mrs. Williams,” he added, “did not love Bet Flint, but Bet Flint made herself very easy about that."’ Mme. D’Arblay’s Diary, i. 87, 90.