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anecdotes of the late samuel johnson-第15部分
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Domus felix et opulenta; quam erexit Avus; auxitque pater; cum nepote decidit。 Abi viator! Et vicibus rerum humanarum perspectis; AEternitatem cogita!
Here are deposited the remains of HENRY THRALE; Who managed all his concerns in the present world; public and private; in such a manner as to leave many wishing he had continued longer in it; And all that related to a future world; as if he had been sensible how short a time he was to continue in this。 Simple; open; and uniform in his manners; his conduct was without either art or affectation。 In the senate steadily attentive to the true interests of his king and country; He looked down with contempt on the clamours of the multitude: Though engaged in a very extensive business; He found some time to apply to polite literature And was ever ready to assist his friends labouring under any difficulties; with his advice; his influence; and his purse。 To his friends; acquaintance; and guests; he behaved with such sweetness of manners as to attach them all to his person: So happy in his conversation with them; as to please all; though he flattered none。 He was born in the year 1724; and died in 1781。 In the same tomb lie interred his father; Ralph Thrale; a man of vigour and activity; And his only son Henry; who died before his father; Aged ten years。
Thus a happy and opulent family; Raised by the grandfather; and augmented by the father; became extinguished with the grandson。 Go; Reader! And reflecting on the vicissitudes of all human affairs; Meditate on eternity。
I never recollect to have heard that Dr。 Johnson wrote inscriptions for any sepulchral stones except Dr。 Goldsmith's; in Westminster Abbey; and these two in Streatham Church。 He made four lines once on the death of poor Hogarth; which were equally true and pleasing。 I know not why Garrick's were preferred to them。
〃The hand of him here torpid lies; That drew th' essential form of grace; Here clos'd in death th' attentive eyes; That saw the manners in the face。〃
Mr。 Hogarth; among the variety of kindnesses shown to me when I was too young to have a proper sense of them; was used to be very earnest that I should obtain the acquaintance; and if possible the friendship; of Dr。 Johnson; whose conversation was; to the talk of other men; 〃like Titian's painting compared to Hudson's;〃 he said: 〃but don't you tell people; now; that I say so;〃 continued he; 〃for the connoisseurs and I are at war; you know; and because I hate THEM; they think I hate TITIANand let them!〃 Many were indeed the lectures I used to have in my very early days from dear Mr。 Hogarth; whose regard for my father induced him; perhaps; to take notice of his little girl; and give her some odd particular directions about dress; dancing; and many other matters; interesting now only because they were his。 As he made all his talents; however; subservient to the great purposes of morality; and the earnest desire he had to mend mankind; his discourse commonly ended in an ethical dissertation; and a serious charge to me; never to forget his picture of the 〃Lady's last Stake。〃 Of Dr。 Johnson; when my father and he were talking together about him one day; 〃That man;〃 says Hogarth; 〃is not contented with believing the Bible; but he fairly resolves; I think; to believe nothing BUT the Bible。 Johnson;〃 added he; 〃though so wise a fellow; is more like King David than King Solomon; for he says in his haste that 'all men are liars。'〃 This charge; as I afterwards came to know; was but too well founded。 Mr。 Johnson's incredulity amounted almost to disease; and I have seen it mortify his companions exceedingly。 But the truth is; Mr。 Thrale had a very powerful influence over the Doctor; and could make him suppress many rough answers。 He could likewise prevail on him to change his shirt; his coat; or his plate; almost before it came indispensably necessary to the comfort of his friends。 But as I never had any ascendency at all over Mr。 Johnson; except just in the things that concerned his health; it grew extremely perplexing and difficult to live in the house with him when the master of it was no more; the worse; indeed; because his dislikes grew capricious; and he could scarce bear to have anybody come to the house whom it was absolutely necessary for me to see。 Two gentlemen; I perfectly well remember; dining with us at Streatham in the summer; 1782; when Elliot's brave defence of Gibraltar was a subject of common discourse; one of these men naturally enough began some talk about red…hot balls thrown with surprising dexterity and effect; which Dr。 Johnson having listened some time to; 〃I would advise you; sir;〃 said he; with a cold sneer; 〃never to relate this story again; you really can scarce imagine how VERY POOR a figure you make in the telling of it。〃 Our guest being bred a Quaker; and; I believe; a man of an extremely gentle disposition; needed no more reproofs for the same folly; so if he ever did speak again; it was in a low voice to the friend who came with him。 The check was given before dinner; and after coffee I left the room。 When in the evening; however; our companions were returned to London; and Mr。 Johnson and myself were left alone; with only our usual family about us; 〃I did not quarrel with those Quaker fellows;〃 said he; very seriously。 〃You did perfectly right;〃 replied I; 〃for they gave you no cause of offence。〃 〃No offence!〃 returned he; with an altered voice; 〃and is it nothing; then; to sit whispering together when _I_ am present; without ever directing their discourse towards me; or offering me a share in the conversation?〃 〃That was because you frighted him who spoke first about those hot balls。〃 〃Why; madam; if a creature is neither capable of giving dignity to falsehood; nor willing to remain contented with the truth; he deserves no better treatment。〃
Mr。 Johnson's fixed incredulity of everything he heard; and his little care to conceal that incredulity; was teasing enough; to be sure; and I saw Mr。 Sharp was pained exceedingly when relating the history of a hurricane that happened about that time in the West Indies; where; for aught I know; he had himself lost some friends too; he observed Dr。 Johnson believed not a syllable of the account。 〃For 'tis SO easy;〃 says he; 〃for a man to fill his mouth with a wonder; and run about telling the lie before it can be detected; that I have no heart to believe hurricanes easily raised by the first inventor; and blown forwards by thousands more。〃 I asked him once if he believed the story of the destruction of Lisbon by an earthquake when it first happened。 〃Oh! not for six months;〃 said he; 〃at least。 I DID think that story too dreadful to be credited; and can hardly yet persuade myself that it was true to the full extent we all of us have heard。〃
Among the numberless people; however; whom I heard him grossly and flatly contradict; I never yet saw any one who did not take it patiently excepting Dr。 Burney; from whose habitual softness of manners I little expected such an exertion of spirit; the event was as little to be expected。 Mr。 Johnson asked his pardon generously and genteelly; and when he left the room; rose up to shake hands with him; that they might part in peace。 On another occasion; when he had violently provoked Mr。 Pepys; in a different but perhaps not a less offensive manner; till something much too like a quarrel was grown up between them; the moment he was gone; 〃Now;〃 says Dr。 Johnson; 〃is Pepys gone home hating me; who love him better than I did before。 He spoke in defence of his dead friend; but though I hope _I_ spoke better who spoke against him; yet all my eloquence will gain me nothing but an honest man for my enemy!〃 He did not; however; cordially love Mr。 Pepys; though he respected his abilities。 〃I know the dog was a scholar;〃 said he when they had been disputing about the classics for three hours together one morning at Streatham; 〃but that he had so much taste and so much knowledge I did NOT believe。 I might have taken Barnard's word though; for Barnard would not lie。〃
We had got a little French print among us at Brighthelmstone; in November; 1782; of some people skating; with these lines written under:
〃Sur un mince chrystal l'hyver conduit leurs pas; Le precipice est sous la glace; Telle est de nos plaisirs la legere surface; Glissez mortels; n'appayez pas。〃
And I begged translation from everybody。 Dr。 Johnson gave me this:
〃O'er ice the rapid skater flies; With sport above and death below; Where mischief lurks in gay disguise; Thus lightly touch and quickly go。〃
He was; however; most exceedingly enraged when he knew that in the course of the season I had asked half…a…dozen acquaintance to do the same thing; and said; 〃it was a piece of treachery; and done to make everybody else look little when compared to my favourite friends the PEPYSES; whose translations were unquestionably the best。〃 I will insert them; because he DID say so。 This is the distich given me by Sir Lucas; to whom I owe more solid obligations; no less than the power of thanking him for the life he saved; and whose least val
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