[4] In plain English, the Halfpenny-hatch, then a footway through fields; but now, as the same bards sing elsewhere—

'St. George's Fields are fields no more,

The trowel supersedes the plough;

Swamps, huge and inundate of yore,

Are changed to civic villas now.'


Fitzgerald actually sent in an address to the committee on the 31st of August, 1812. It was published among the other genuine Rejected Addresses, in one volume, in that year. The following is an extract:—

'The troubled shade of Garrick, hovering near,

Dropt on the burning pile a pitying tear.'

What a pity that, like Sterne's recording angel, it did not succeed in blotting the fire out for ever! That failing, why not adopt Gulliver's remedy?