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The following Jue d'Esprit, is the production of the present Dean of Derry, Dr Barnard, who advanced in conversation with Sir Joshua Reynolds and other wits, that he thought no man could improve when he was past the age of forty-five." Johnson (Samuel) who was in company, with his usual elegance and polished graces, immediately turned round to the facetious Dean, and told him that he was an instance to the contrary, for that there was great room for improvement in him (the Dean) and wished he'd set about it; upon which, the Dean the next day sent the following elegant bagatelle to Sir Joshua Reynolds and the same company.

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LATELY thought no man alive,
Cou'd e'er improve past forty-five,

And ventur'd to affert it ;
The observation was not new,
But seem'd to me so just and true,

That none could controvert it.

“ No, Sir,” says Johnson, “ 'tis not so, That's your mistake, and I can fhew, “ An instance if you

doubt it ; " You Sir, who are near forty-eight, “ May much improve, 'tis not too late,

“ I wish you'd set about it."

Encourag'd thus to mend my faults,
I turn’d his counsel in my thoughts,

Which way I should apply it'; Learning and wit seem'd pait my reach, For who can learn when none will teach?

And wit-- I could not buy it.

Then come my friends, and try your skill, You can inform me if you will,

(My books are at a distance) With


I'll live and learn, and then, Instead of books, I shall read men,

So lend me your assistance.

Dear * Knight of Plympton, leach me how To suffer with upruffied brow,

And smile ferene like thine ; The jeit uncouth, or truth severe, To fuch I'll turn my deafest ear,

And calmly drink my wine.

Thou say'st, not only skill is gain'd,
But genius tuo may be attain J,

By ftudious imitation;
Thy temper mild, thy genius fine,

till I make thee mine,
By constant application.

* Sir Joshua Reynolds.

The art of pleasing, teach me Garrick,
Thou *, who reverest odes Pindaric,

A second time read o'er ;
Oh ! cou'd we read thee backwards too,
Last thirty years thou should'It review,

And charm us thirty more.

If I have thoughts, and can't express 'em
Gibbons shall teach me how to dress 'em

In terms select and terse;
Jones teach me modesty and Greek,
Smith how to think, Burke how to speak,

And Beauclerc to converse.

Let Johnson teach me how to place,
Ia faireft light each borrow'd grace?

From him I'll learn to write ;
Copy his clear familiar style,
And from the roughness of his file,

Grow like himself-polite.

* Mr Garrick being asked to read Mr Cumberland's Odes, laughed immoderately, and affirmed, that such ftuff might as well be read backwards as forwards; and the witty Rofcius accordingly read them in that manner, and wonderful to relate ! produced the same good sense and poetry as the sentimental author ever had genius to write.

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Nthat fad season when the hapless belle

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When surly husbands doom th' unwilling fair
To quit St. James's for purer

And, deaf to pity, from their much lov'd town
Relentless bear the beauteous exiles down
To dismal Abades, through lonely groves to stray,
And sigh the summer live-long months away ;
With all the bloom of youth and beauty grac'd,
One morn Dorinda, at her toilet plac'd,
With looks intent and penfive air furvey'd
The various charms her faithful glass display'd ;
Iyes, that might warm the frozen breast of age,
Or melt to tenderness the tyrant's rage ;
Smiles, that enchanting with relifless art,
Stole inperceiv'd the heedless gazer'ı heart;

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