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‘Old Lovat was beheaded yesterday,’ wrote Horace Walpole on April 10, 1747, ‘and died extremely well: without passion, affectation, buffoonery, or timidity; his behaviour was natural and intrepid.’ Letters, ii. 77.

[525] See post, 1780, in Mr. Langton’s Collection.

[526] My friend, Mr. Courtenay, whose eulogy on Johnson’s Latin Poetry has been inserted in this Work [ante, p. 62], is no less happy in praising his English Poetry.

But hark, he sings! the strain ev’n Pope admires;

Indignant virtue her own bard inspires.

Sublime as juvenal he pours his lays,

And with the Roman shares congenial praise;—

In glowing numbers now he fires the age,

And Shakspeare’s sun relumes the clouded stage.