Is this the great poet whose works so content us?
This Goldsmith's fine feast, who has written fine books?
Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks?[388:2]
Epigram on Goldsmith's Retaliation. Vol. ii. p. 157.
Here lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll,
Who wrote like an angel, and talk'd like poor Poll.
Impromptu Epitaph on Goldsmith.
Footnotes
[387:2] See Burton, page [185].
[387:3] Pompey bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped the rising than the setting sun.—Plutarch: Life of Pompey.