“After all, my dear Lord, if you can get a decent Address elsewhere, don’t hesitate to put this aside. Why did you not trust your own Muse? I am very sure she would have been triumphant, and saved the Committee their trouble—’’tis a joyful one’ to me, but I fear I shall not satisfy even myself. After the account you sent me, ’tis no compliment to say you would have beaten your candidates; but I mean that, in that case, there would have been no occasion for their being beaten at all.
“There are but two decent prologues in our tongue—Pope’s to Cato—Johnson’s to Drury Lane. These, with the epilogue to the ‘Distrest Mother,’ and, I think, one of Goldsmith’s, and a prologue of old Colman’s to Beaumont and Fletcher’s Philaster, are the best things of the kind we have.
“P.S.—I
am diluted to the throat with medicine for the stone;
and
Boisragon wants me to
try a warm climate for the winter—but I
won’t.”
[Footnote 51:
“Such are the names
that here your plaudits sought,
When Garrick acted, and when
Brinsley wrote.”
At present the couplet stands thus:—
“Dear are the days that
made our annals bright,
Ere Garrick fled, or Brinsley
ceased to write.”
]
* * * * *
LETTER 100. TO LORD HOLLAND.
“September 27. 1812.
“I have just received
your very kind letter, and hope you have met
with a second copy corrected
and addressed to Holland House, with
some omissions and this
new couplet,
“As
glared each rising flash[52], and ghastly shone
The
skies with lightnings awful as their own.
As to remarks, I can only say I will alter and acquiesce in any thing. With regard to the part which Whitbread wishes to omit, I believe the Address will go off quicker without it, though, like the agility of the Hottentot, at the expense of its vigour. I leave to your choice entirely the different specimens of stucco-work; and a brick of your own will also much improve my Babylonish turret. I should like Elliston to have it, with your leave. ‘Adorn’ and ‘mourn’ are lawful rhymes in Pope’s Death of the unfortunate Lady.—Gray has ‘forlorn’ and ’mourn;’—and ‘torn’ and ‘mourn’ are in Smollet’s famous Tears of Scotland.
“As there will probably be an outcry amongst the rejected, I hope the committee will testify (if it be needful) that I sent in nothing to the congress whatever, with or without a name, as your Lordship well knows. All I have to do with it is with and through you; and though I, of course, wish to satisfy the audience, I do assure you my first object is to comply with your request, and in so doing to show the sense I have of the many obligations you have conferred upon me. Yours ever, B.”
[Footnote 52: At present, “As glared the volumed blaze.”]