handed down respecting the rakery of this young nobleman; probably on no better foundation than Addison's dying words, which have been supposed to imply some special moral necessity for them, on the part of his hearer. Writers complimented the Earl on his virtues, while he was living; and Addison, in some pleasant letters to him, on the subject of birds, speaks of his more severe studies," and of their common friend, Virgil. The probability is, that he was of a delicate constitution, and of a lively enough mind, and that his attention had been drawn to the writings of Shaftesbury and others, with a vivacity which Addison thought fit to repress. Francis Colman, in 1733. Father and grandfather of the two George Colmans, the dramatists, both buried here also. He was sometime British Minister at the Court of Tuscany. The dramatic propensity of the family appears to have commenced with this gentleman, who interested himself in operatic affairs, and wrote the words of Handel's "Ariadne in Naxos." He was an intimate friend of Gay. Dr. John Jortin, in the year 1770, aged 71. Author of the " "Life of an elegant scholar, critic, and Erasmus ; theologian. He lies in the church-yard, under a flat stone, which is surrounded with iron rails, and briefly inscribed with his name, age, and the day on which he "ceased to be mortal" (mortalis esse desiit). Among the improvements which the authorities here are making, we trust we shall see these good words rescued from the dirt which has obscured them. There were some curious inconsistencies in Jortin. He was a good-natured man, with unattractive manners; was a writer of elegant sermons, which he read very badly; and was always intimating that he ought to have had greater preferment in the church; though he was suspected, not unreasonably, of differing with it on some points held essential to orthodoxy. His life was written by Dr. Disney the Unitarian. The doctor's book ought to have been more amusing, considering that Jortin had the reputation of being a wit. To the best of our recollection, it contains but one solitary jest, and that more pleasant than exquisite. Jortin, when summoned to make his appearance in some public room, before the bishop who gave him his vicarage, could not find his hat. On returning to his friends, he said, "I have lost my hat, but got a living." Mr. Thomas Wright, 1776. One of A FAULT-FINDER. 169 those didactic gentlemen, who cannot leave off the habit of fault-finding, even in their graves, but must needs lecture and snub the readers of their tomb-stones. This posthumous busy-body, who informs us that his own head is quiet, seems determined that the case shall be different with ours. The following is his epitaph in the churchyard: Farewell, vain world! I've had enough of thee; Thy smiles I value not, nor frowns don't fear; All's one to me, my head is quiet here. What faults you've seen in me, take care to shun, But why could not Of course there is. quiet, as well as himself? us have a little Did he despair of being able to give us any pleasure in his company, alive or dead? VOL. I. I CHAPTER IX. CHURCH AND CHURCH-YARD CONTINUED-MADAN AND HIS THELYPTHORA-GEORGE COLMAN THE ELDER-DR. WARREN-ELPHINSTONE AGAIN-THE BIANCHIS-MRS. INCHBALD-SPOPFORTH-JAMES MILL-GEORGE COLMAN THE YOUNGER-THE CHARNLEYS-FLOWERS ON GRAVES -URN-BURIAL. THE Reverend Martin Madan, 1790, aged sixty-four. His mother was Cowper, and aunt of the poet. He made himself conspicuous in his day, and very unpopular with the religious world, by writing a book called "Thelypthora" (Female Ruin) in which, upon the strength of the |