behaves very well, at least, according to my conception of the matter, and seems sensible that I dealt liberally with him. He wishes me to be a gainer by my labours, in his own words, "to put something handsome into my pocket," and recommends two large quartos for the whole. He would not (he says) by any means, advise an extravagant price, and has fixed it at three guineas; the half, as usual, to be paid at the time of subscribing, the remainder on delivery. Five hundred names (he adds) at this price, will put above a thousand pounds into my purse. I am doing my best to obtain them. Mr. Newton is warm in my service, and can do not a little. I have of course written to Mr. Bagot; who, when he was here, with much earnestness and affection, intreated me so to do, as soon as I could have settled the conditions. If I could get Sir Richard Sutton's address, I would write to him also, though I have been but once, in his company, since I left Westminster, where he and I read the Iliad and Odyssey through together. I enclose Lord Dartmouth's answer to my application, which I will get you to shew to Lady Hesketh, because it will please her. I shall be glad if you can make an opportunity to call on her, during your present stay in town.

You observe therefore, that I am not wanting to my self. He that is so, has no just claim on the assist→ ance of others, neither shall myself have cause to complain of me in other respects. I thank you for your friendly hints, and precautions, and shall not fail to give them the guidance of my pen. I respect the public, and I respect myself, and had rather want bread than expose myself wantonly to the condemnation of either. I hate the affectation, so frequently found in authors, of negligence and slovenly slightness, and in the present case, am sensible, how necessary it is to shun them, when I undertake the vast and invidious labour of doing better than Pope has done before me. I thank you, for all that you have said and done, in my cause, and before-hand for all, that you shall say and do hereafter. I am sure, that there will be no deficiency on your part. In particular I thank you for taking such jealous care of my honour, and respectability, when the man you mention applied for samples of my translation. When I deal in wine, cloth, or cheese, I will give samples, but of verse never. No consideration would have induced me to comply with the gentleman's demand, unless he could have assured me, that his wife had longed,

I have frequently thought with pleasure of the summer that you have had in your heart, while you have been employed in softening the severity of winter, in behalf of so many, who must otherwise have been exposed to it. I wish, that you could make a general gaol-delivery, leaving only those behind, who cannot elsewhere be so properly disposed of. You never said a better thing in your life, than when you assured Mr. — of the expedience of a gift of bedding to the poor of Olney. There is no one article of this world's comforts, with which, as Falstaff says, they are so heinously unprovided. When a poor woman, and an honest one, whom we know well, carried home two pair of blankets, a pair for herself and husband, and a pair for her six children; as soon as the children saw them, they jumped out of their straw, caught them in their arms, kissed them, blessed them, and danced for joy. An old woman, a very old one, the first night that she found herself so comfortably covered, could not sleep a wink, being kept awake by the contrary emotions, of transport on the one hand, and the fear of not being thankful enough on the other.

It just occurs to me, to say, that this manuscript of mine will be ready for the press, as I hope, by the

end of February. I shall have finished the Iliad in about ten days, and shall proceed immediately to the revisal of the whole. You must, if possible, come down to Olney, if it be only that you may take charge of its safe delivery to Johnson. For if by any acci

dent it should be lost, I am undone-the first copy

being but a lean counterpart of the second.

Your Mother joins with me in love and good

wishes, of every kind, to you, and all yours.

Adieu,

LETTER XCIX.

To Lady HESKETH.

W. C.

Jan. 10, 1786.

that you found

my

It gave me great pleasure

friend Unwin, what I was sure you would find him, a most agreeable man. I did not usher him in with the marrow-bones and cleavers of high-sounding panegyric, both because I was certain that whatsoever merit he had, your discernment would

mark it, and because it is possible to do a man matërial injury, by making his praise his harbinger. It is easy to raise expectation to such a pitch, that the reality, be it ever so excellent, must necessarily fall below it.

I hold myself much indebted to Mr. ——————, of whom I have the first information from yourself, both for his friendly disposition towards me, and for the manner in which he marks the defects in my volume. An author must be tender indeed to wince on being touched so gently. It is undoubtedly as he says, and as you, and my Uncle say, you cannot be all mistaken, neither is it at all probable that any of you should be so. I take it for granted therefore, that there are inequalities in the composition, and I do assure you, my dear, most faithfully, that if it should reach a second edition, I will spare no pains to improve it. It may serve me for an agreeable amusement, perhaps, when Homer shall be gone, and done with. The first edition of poems has generally been susceptible of improvement. Pope, 1 believe, never published one in his life that did not undergo variations, and his longest pieces many. I will only observe, that inequalities there must be always, and in every work of length. There are level parts of every