uces some instances of a particular kind of
beauty in the numbers, and concludes with saying, that "we have three
poems in our tongue of the same nature, and each a master-piece in its
kind: The Essay on Translated Verse, the Essay on the Art of Poetry, and
the Essay on Criticism." [Transcriber's note: Opening quotes missing in
original.]

In the Lives of Addison and Tickell, we have thrown out some general
hints concerning the quarrel which subsisted between our poet and the
former of these gentlemen; here it will not be improper to give a more
particular account of it.

The author of Mist's Journal positively asserts, 'that Mr. Addison
raised Pope from obscurity, obtained him the acquaintance and friendship
of the whole body of our nobility, and transferred his powerful
influence with those great men to this rising bard, who frequently
levied by that means, unusual contributions on the public.[Transcriber's
note: 'pubic' in original.] No sooner was his body lifeless, but this
author reviving his resentment, libelled the memory of his departed
friend, and what was still more heinous, made the scandal public.'

When this charge of ingratitude and dishonour was published against Mr.
Pope, to acquit himself of it, he called upon any nobleman, whose
friendship, or any one gentleman, whose subscription Mr. Addison had
procured to our author, to stand forth, and declare it, that truth might
appear. But the whole libel was proved a malicious story, by many
persons of distinction, who, several years before Mr. Addison's decease,
approved those verses denominated a libel, but which were, 'tis said, a
friendly rebuke, sent privately in our author's own hand, to Mr. Addison
himself, and never made public, 'till by Curl in his Miscellanies, 12mo.
1727. The lines indeed are elegantly satirical, and, in the opinion of
many unprejudiced judges, who had opportunities of knowing the character
of Mr. Addison, are no ill representation of him. Speaking of the
poetical triflers of the times, who had declared against him, he makes a
sudden transition to Addison.

Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires
True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires,
Blest with each talent, and each art to please,
And born to write, converse, and live with ease;
Should such a man, too fond to rule alone,
Bear, like the Turk, no rival near the throne,
View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes,
And hate for arts, that caus'd h