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ILLIAM WALSH, the four of Joseph

Walsh, Esq; of Abberley in Worcestershire, was born in 1663, as appears from the account of Wood; who relates, that at the age of fifteen he became, in 1678, a gentleman commoner of Wadham College.

He left the university without a degree, and purfued his studies in London and at home; that he ftudied, in whatever place, is apparent from the effect; for he became, in Mr. Dryden's opinion, the best critick in the nation.

He was not, however, merely a critick or a scholar, but a man of fashion, and, as Dennis remarks, oftentatiously splendid in his dress. He was likewise a member of parliament and a courtier, knight of the fhire for his native county in feveral parliaments; in another the representative of Richmond in Yorkfhire; and gentleman of the horse to Queen Anne under the duke of Somerset.



Some of his verses fhew him to have been a zealous friend to the Revolution; but his political ardour did not abate his reverence or kindness for Dryden, to whom he gave a Dissertation on Virgil's Pastorals, in which, however studied, he discovers some ignorance of the laws of French versification.

In 1705, he began to correspond. with Mr. Pope, in whom he discovered very early the power


poetry. Their letters are written upon the pastoral comedy of the Italians, and those pastorals which Pope was then preparing to publish.

The kindnesses which are first experienced are seldom forgotten. Pope always retained a grateful memory of Walsh's notice, and mentioned him in one of his latter pieces among those that had encouraged his juvenile studies:

--Granville the polite, And knowing Walsh, would tell me I could write. In his Essay on Criticism he had given him more splendid praise; and, in the opinion of his learned commentator, sacrificed a little of his judgement to his gratitude.

The time of his death I have not learned. It must have happened between 1707, when he wrote to Pope; and 1721, when Pope praised him in his Essay. The epitaph makes him forty-six years old: if Wood's account be right, he died in 1709.

He is known more by his familiarity with greater men, than by any thing done or written by himself.

His works are not numerous. In prose he wrote Eugenia, a defence of women; which Dryden honoured with a Preface.


Esculapius, or the Hospital of Fools, published after 1 his death.

A colle&tion of Letters and Poems, amorous and gallant, was published in the volumes called Dryden's Miscellany, and some other occasional pieces.

To his Poems and Letters is prefixed a very judicious preface upon Epiftolary Composition and Amorous Poetry

In his Golden Age restored, there was something of 14 humour, while the facts were recent; but it now strikes no longer. In his imitation of Horace, the first stanzas are happily turned; and in all his writings there are pleasing passages. He has however more elegance than vigour, and seldom rises higher than to be pretty.

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f the great poet whose life I am about to deli

rieate, the curiosity which his reputation must excite, will require a display more ample than can now be given. His contemporaries, however they feverenced his genius, left his life unwritten; and nothing therefore can be known beyond what casual mention and uncertain tradition have supplied.

JOHN DRYDEN was born August 9, 1631, at Aldwincle near Oundle, the son of Erasmus Dryder of Tichmersh; who was the third son of Sir Erasmus Dryden, Baronet, of Canons Afby. All these places are in Northamptonshire; but the original stock of the family was in the county of Hun. tingdon.

He is reported by his last biographer, Derrick, ro have inherited from his father an estate of two hundred a year, and to have been bred, as was said, an Anabaptist. For either of these particulars no authority is given. Such a fortune ought to have secured


hinn from that poverty which seems always to have oppressed him; or if he had wasted it, to have made him ashamed of publishing his necessities. But though he had many enemies, who undoubtedly examined his life with a fcrutiny fufficiently malicious, I do not remember that he is ever charged with waste of his patrimony. He was indeed sometimes reproached for his first religion. I am therefore inclined to believe that Derrick's intelligence was partly true, and partly erroneous. From Westminster School, where he was instructed

, L as one of the king's scholars by Dr. Busby, whom he dong after continued to reverence, he was in 1650

, elected to one of the Westminster scholarships at Cambridge *.

Of his school performances has appeared only a poem on the death of Lord Hastings, composed with great ambition of such conceits as, notwithstanding the reformation begun by Waller and Denham, the example of Cowley still kept in reputation. Lord Hastings died of the finall-pox; and his poet hus made of the pustules first rosebuds, and then gems; at last exalts them into stars; and says,

No comet need foretell his change drew on,

Whofe corps might seem a costellation. At the university he does not appear to have been cager of poetical distinction, or to have lavished his early wit either on fictitious subjects or public occafions. He probably considered that he who purposed to be an author, ought first to be a student. He obtained, whatever was the reason, no fellowship in the

* He went off to Trinity College, and was admitted to a Bachelor's Degree in 1653.


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