[875] See ante, iii. 242.

[876] Lady Wronghead, whispers Mrs. Motherly, pointing to Myrtilla.

’Mrs. Motherly.  Only a niece of mine, Madam, that lives with me; she will be proud to give your Ladyship any assistance in her power.

’Lady Wronghead.  A pretty sort of a young woman—­Jenny, you two must be acquainted.

’Jenny.  O Mamma!  I am never strange in a strange place. Salutes Myrtilla.’ The Provoked Husband; or, A Journey to London, act ii. sc. 1, by Vanbrugh and Colley Gibber.  It was not therefore Squire Richard whom Johnson quoted, but his sister.

[877] See ante, p. 191.

[878] See Macaulay’s Essays, ed. 1843, i. 353, for his application of this story.

[879] She too was learned; for according to Hannah More (Memoirs, i. 292) she had learnt Hebrew, merely to be useful to her husband.

[880]

     ’This day then let us not be told,
      That you are sick, and I grown old;
      Nor think on our approaching ills,
      And talk of spectacles and pills.’

Swift’s Lines on Stella’s Birthday, 1726-27.  Works, ed. 1803, xi. 21.

[881] Dr. Newton, in his Account of his own Life, after animadverting upon Mr. Gibbon’s History, says, ’Dr. Johnson’s Lives of the Poets afforded more amusement; but candour was much hurt and offended at the malevolence that predominates in every part.  Some passages, it must be allowed, are judicious and well written, but make not sufficient compensation for so much spleen and ill humour.  Never was any biographer more sparing of his praise, or more abundant in his censures.  He seemingly delights more in exposing blemishes, than in recommending beauties; slightly passes over excellencies, enlarges upon imperfections, and not content with his own severe reflections, revives old scandal, and produces large quotations from the forgotten works of former criticks.  His reputation was so high in the republick of letters, that it wanted not to be raised upon the ruins of others.  But these Essays, instead of raising a higher idea than was before entertained of his understanding, have certainly given the world a worse opinion of his temper.—­The Bishop was therefore the more surprized and concerned for his townsman, for he respected him not only for his genius and learning, but valued him much more for the more amiable part of his character, his humanity and charity, his morality and religion.’ The last sentence we may consider as the general and permanent opinion of Bishop Newton; the remarks which precede it must, by all who have read Johnson’s admirable work, be imputed to the disgust and peevishness of old age.  I wish they had not appeared, and that Dr. Johnson had not been provoked by them to express himself, not in respectful terms, of a Prelate, whose labours were certainly of considerable advantage both to literature and religion.  BOSWELL.