welled beyond their real bulk, that they will
hardly shut.

"What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame!
Earth's highest station ends in HERE HE LIES!
And DUST TO DUST concludes her noblest song!"

The author of these lines is not without his 'Hic jacet.' By the good
sense of his son it contains none of that praise which no marble can
make the bad or the foolish merit; which, without the direction of stone
or a turf, will find its way, sooner or later, to the deserving.

M. S.
Optimi parentis
EDWARDI YOUNG, LL.D.
Hujus Ecclesiae rect. et Elizabethae faem. praenob
Conjugis ejus amantissimae
Pio et gratissimo animo hoc marmor posuit
F. Y.
Filius superstes.

Is it not strange that the author of the "Night Thoughts" has inscribed
no monument to the memory of his lamented wife? Yet what marble will
endure as long as the poems?

Such, my good friend, is the account which I have been able to collect
of the great Young. That it may be long before anything like what I have
just transcribed be necessary for you, is the sincere wish of,

Dear Sir, your greatly obliged Friend,
HERBERT CROFT, Jun.
Lincoln's Inn, Sept., 1780.

P.S.--This account of Young was seen by you in manuscript, you know,
sir, and, though I could not prevail on you to make any alteration, you
insisted on striking out one passage, because it said that if I did not
wish you to live long for your sake, I did for the sake of myself and of
the world. But this postscript you will not see before the printing of
it, and I will say here, in spite of you, how I feel myself honoured
and bettered by your friendship, and that if I do credit to the Church,
after which I always longed, and for which I am now going to give in
exchange the bar, though not at so late a period of life as Young took
orders, it will be owing, in no small measure, to my having had the
happiness of calling the author of "The Rambler" my friend.

H. C. Oxford, Oct., 1782.

Of Young's Poems it is difficult to give any general character, for he
has no uniformity of manner; one of his pieces has no great resemblance
to another. He began to write early and continued long, and at different
times had different modes of poetical excellence in view. His numbers
are sometimes smooth and sometimes rugged; his style is sometimes
concaten