himself. He began the world with a great hunger
for money; the son of a half-pay officer, bred in
a family, whose study was to make four-pence do as
much as others made four-pence halfpenny do. But,
when he had got money, he was very liberal.’
I presumed to animadvert on his eulogy on Garrick,
in his Lives of the Poets. ’You say, Sir,
his death eclipsed the gaiety of nations.’
Johnson. ’I could not have said more
nor less. It is the truth;
eclipsed, not
extinguished; and his death
did eclipse;
it was like a storm.’
Boswell.
’But why nations? Did his gaiety extend
farther than his own nation?’
Johnson.
’Why, Sir, some exaggeration must be allowed.
Besides, nations may be said—if we allow
the Scotch to be a nation, and to have gaiety,—which
they have not.
You are an exception, though.
Come, gentlemen, let us candidly admit that there is
one Scotchman who is cheerful.’
Beauclerk.
’But he is a very unnatural Scotchman.’
I, however, continued to think the compliment to Garrick
hyperbolically untrue. His acting had ceased some
time before his death; at any rate he had acted in
Ireland but a short time, at an early period of his
life, and never in Scotland. I objected also to
what appears an anticlimax of praise, when contrasted
with the preceding panegyrick,—’and
diminished the public stock of harmless pleasure!’—’Is
not
harmless pleasure very tame?’
Johnson.
’Nay, Sir, harmless pleasure is the highest
praise. Pleasure is a word of dubious import;
pleasure is in general dangerous, and pernicious to
virtue; to be able therefore to furnish pleasure that
is harmless, pleasure pure and unalloyed, is as great
a power as man can possess.’ This was,
perhaps, as ingenious a defence as could be made; still,
however, I was not satisfied.
Talking of celebrated and successful irregular practisers
in physick; he said, ’Taylor was the most ignorant
man I ever knew; but sprightly. Ward the dullest.
Taylor challenged me once to talk Latin with him;
(laughing). I quoted some of Horace, which he
took to be a part of my own speech. He said a
few words well enough.’ Beauclerk.
’I remember, Sir, you said that Taylor was an
instance how far impudence could carry ignorance.’
Mr. Beauclerk was very entertaining this day, and told
us a number of short stories in a lively elegant manner,
and with that air of the world which has
I know not what impressive effect, as if there were
something more than is expressed, or than perhaps we
could perfectly understand. As Johnson and I
accompanied Sir Joshua Reynolds in his coach, Johnson
said, ’There is in Beauclerk a predominance over
his company, that one does not like. But he is
a man who has lived so much in the world, that he
has a short story on every occasion; he is always
ready to talk, and is never exhausted.’
Soon after this time a little incident occurred, which
I will not suppress, because I am desirous that my
work should be, as much as is consistent with the
strictest truth, an antidote to the false and injurious
notions of his character, which have been given by
others, and therefore I infuse every drop of genuine
sweetness into my biographical cup.