Rare compound of oddity, frolic, and fun! What pity, alas! that so lib'ral a mind Should so long be to newspaper essays confin'd! Who perhaps to the summit of science could soar, Yet content "if the table he set in a roar ;" Whose talents to fill station was fit, Yet happy if Woodfall* confess'd him a wit. * Mr. H. S. Woodfall, printer of the Public Advertiser. Then strew all around it (you can do no less) That a Scot may have humour, I had almost said wit: "Thou best humour'd man with the worst humour'd * Mr. Whitefoord has frequently indulged the town with humourous pieces under those titles in the Public Advertiser. ! 1 LETTER TO THE PRINTER OF THE ST. JAMES'S CHRONICLE. INSERTED IN THAT PAPER IN JUNE 1767. SIR, As there is nothing I dislike so much as newspaper controversy, particularly upon trifles, permit me to be as concise as possible in informing a correspondent of yours, that I recommended Blainville's Travels, because I thought the book was a good one; and I think so still. I said, I was told by the bookseller that it was then first published; but in that, it seems, I was misinformed, and my reading was not extensive enough to set me right. Another correspondent of yours accuses me of having taken a ballad, I published some time ago, |