[1104] How much balloons filled people’s minds at this time is shewn by such entries as the following in Windham’s Diary:-’Feb 7, 1784. Did not rise till past nine; from that time till eleven, did little more than indulge in idle reveries about balloons.’ p. 3. ’July 20. The greater part of the time, till now, one o’clock, spent in foolish reveries about balloons.’ p. 12. Horace Walpole wrote on Sept. 30 (Letters, viii. 505):—’I cannot fill my paper, as the newspapers do, with air-balloons; which though ranked with the invention of navigation, appear to me as childish as the flying kites of school-boys.’ ’Do not write about the balloon,’ wrote Johnson to Reynolds (post, p. 368), ‘whatever else you may think proper to say.’ In the beginning of the year he had written:—’It is very seriously true that a subscription of L800 has been raised for the wire and workmanship of iron wings.’ Piozzi Letters, ii. 345.
[1105] It is remarkable that so good a Latin scholar as Johnson, should have been so inattentive to the metre, as by mistake to have written stellas instead of ignes. BOSWELL.
[1106]
’Micat
inter omnes
Julium sidus,
velut inter ignes Luna minores.’
’And like the
Moon, the feebler fires among,
Conspicuous shines
the Julian star.’
FRANCIS. Horace, Odes, i. 12. 46.
[1107] See ante, iii. 209.
[1108]
’The little blood
that creeps within his veins
Is but just warmed
in a hot fever’s pains.’
DRYDEN. Juvenal, Satires, x. 217.
[1109] Lunardi had made, on Sept. 15, the first balloon ascent in England. Gent. Mag. 1784, p. 711. Johnson wrote to Mr. Ryland on Sept. 18:—’I had this day in three letters three histories of the Flying Man in the great Balloon.’ He adds:—’I live in dismal solitude.’ Notes and Queries, 5th S. vii. 381.
[1110] ’Sept. 27, 1784. Went to see Blanchard’s balloon. Met Burke and D. Burke; walked with them to Pantheon to see Lunardi’s. Sept. 29. About nine came to Brookes’s, where I heard that the balloon had been burnt about four o’clock.’ Windham’s Diary, p. 24.
[1111] His love of London continually appears. In a letter from him to Mrs. Smart, wife of his friend the Poet, which is published in a well-written life of him, prefixed to an edition of his Poems, in 1791, there is the following sentence:-’To one that has passed so many years in the pleasures and opulence of London, there are few places that can give much delight.’
Once, upon reading that line in the curious epitaph quoted in The Spectator;
‘Born in New-England, did in London die;’
he laughed and said, ’I do not wonder at this. It would have been strange, if born in London, he had died in New-England.’ BOSWELL. Mrs. Smart was in Dublin when Johnson wrote to her. After the passage quoted by Boswell he continued:—’I think, Madam, you may look upon your expedition as a proper preparative to the voyage which we have often talked of. Dublin, though a place much worse than London, is not so bad as Iceland.’ Smart’s Poems, i. xxi. For Iceland see ante, i. 242. The epitaph, quoted in The Spectator, No. 518, begins—


