such a kind dissolution; but Swift was totally insensible
of happiness, or pain. He had not even the power
or expression of a child, appearing for some years
before his death, referred only as an example to mortify
human pride, and to reverse that fine description of
human nature, which is given us by the inimitable
Shakespeare. ’What a piece of work is man!
how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form
and moving how express and admirable! in action how
like an angel! in apprehension how like a God! the
beauty of the world! the paragon of animals!’
Swift’s friends often heard him lament the state
of childhood and idiotism, to which some of the greatest
men of this nation were reduced before their death.
He mentioned, as examples within his own time, the
duke of Marlborough and lord Somers; and when he cited
these melancholy instances, it was always with a heavy
sigh, and with gestures that shewed great uneasiness,
as if he felt an impulse of what was to happen to
him before he died. He left behind him about twelve
thousand pounds, inclusive of the specific legacies
mentioned in his will, and which may be computed at
the sum of twelve hundred pounds, so that the remaining
ten thousand eight hundred pounds, is entirely applicable
to the Hospital for Idiots and Lunatics; an establishment
remarkably generous, as those who receive the benefit,
must for ever remain ignorant of their benefactor.
Lord Orerry has observed, that a propension to jocularity
and humour is apparent in the last works of Swift.
His Will, like all his other writings, is drawn up
in his own peculiar manner. Even in so serious
a composition, he cannot help indulging himself in
leaving legacies, that carry with them an air of raillery
and jest. He disposes of his three best hats
(his best, his second best, and his third best beaver)
with an ironical solemnity, that renders the bequests
ridiculous. He bequeaths, ’To Mr. John
Grattan a silver-box, to keep in it the tobacco which
the said John usually chewed, called pigtail.’
But his legacy to Mr. Robert Grattan, is still more
extraordinary. ’Item, I bequeath to the
Revd. Mr. Robert Grattan, Prebendary of St. Audeon’s,
my strong box, on condition of his giving the sole
use of the said box to his brother, Dr. James Grattan,
during the life of the said Doctor, who hath more occasion
for it.’
These are so many last expressions of his turn, and
way of thinking, and no doubt the persons thus distinguished
looked upon these instances as affectionate memorials
of his friendship, and tokens of the jocose manner,
in which he had treated them during his life-time.