Painter can’t paint him as he wields
The lance with grace:
There ne’er forgotten was before
So little in a manly face;
That thou should’st love him is to me
Not strange; in him thine eyes delight;
Thy love I grudge not unto thee.”
When thus was youthful love allowed
Between the twain,
Without a bar their love to cross
Their hearts might constant aye remain.
“Now cousin mine,” the maiden spake,
“For mine own love before the world
The heir of Graharz may I take.”
Johnson and Garrick.[50]
AN UNPUBLISHED JEU D’ESPRIT.
By Sir Joshua Reynolds.
PART I.
JOHNSON AGAINST GARRICK.
Johnson and Sir J. Reynolds.
REYNOLDS.—Let me alone, I’ll draw him out (aside). I have been thinking this morning, Dr. Johnson, on a matter which has puzzled me very much; it is a subject that I daresay has often passed in your thoughts, and though I cannot, I daresay you have made up your mind upon it.