'Twould save my ears much noise and jargon.
        But down my lady comes again,
        And I'm released from my pain.
        To some new place our steps we bend,
        The tedious evening out to spend;
        Sometimes, perhaps, to see the play,
        Assembly, or the opera;
        Then home and sup, and thus we end the day.

There are many versifiers considered as poets
by the charity of criticism, whose rhyme
have found a place in the great body of
English poetry, whose unliveried muses have
written infinitely worse than Lady Lowther's
footman.

No one has told us when and how the
Muse in Livery became acquainted with the
Muse at Twickenham. "All fly to
Twickenham " is Pope's own bill of complaint
against the fraternity of scribblers who
molested him on Sunday; and it is probable
that Dodsley introduced himself to the poet
by a copy of complimentary verses, for the
little nightingale was not averse to flattery
But an easier mode of introduction may
reasonably be inferred. The Muse in Livery
left the service of Lady Lowther, and entered
that of Charles Dartiqueneuve, Esq., a great
epicure, whose ham pie is made immortal by
Pope. Darty—for so he was called by his
acquaintances as well as by the poet—is
described by Swift in his Journal to Stella
thus briefly: "Do you not know Dartiqueneuve?
That is the man that knows everything
and that everybody knows—the greatest
punner of the town next myself." Here he
easily attained that relish for good bits and
good sups which he continued to like, though
never to any excess of indulgence. Darty
was, it is said, the natural son of Charles the
Second by a foreign lady, and his portrait in
the Kit-Kat series seems to support a belief
(unless it suggested it) that was once very
general. But he has other claims to our
remembrance; he is the author of one of the
best papers in The Tatler.

While still in service, and anxiously longing
for that time when he could emerge
from a position distasteful to his feelings
and cultivate the natural ambition of
bettering himself in the world, the Muse in
Livery produced a farce called The Toyshop,
which by Pope's interest Rich was
induced to exhibit on the stage. The Toyshop
took the town; and though it has more merit
in dialogue than construction, and is fitter for
perusal than representation, it continued a
stock-piece, and was acted at Drury Lane
within the memory of many who are now
alive. The first night was the third of
February, seventeen hundred and thirty-five,
and the place of representation Covent Garden
Theatre.

It was in the same year (when George the
Second was king) that the Muse in Livery
appeared as a publisher in Pall Mall. There was
something of the footman, as well as of the
sensible shopman, in this selection of a locality.
This was the first move westward of the
publishing interest, for Lintot lived in Fleet
Street, and Tonson, his rival, in the Strand.
Oddly enough, both Lintot and Tonson were
removed by death almost within a year of
the appearance of Dodsley as a publisher.
There was therefore a good opening for an
enterprising successor, and Dodsley availed
himself of the opportunity with equal energy
and prudence. Tully's Head was the signof
his shop, and an epic in quarto his first
publication.

In the present state of poetry, neither Mr.
Murray nor Mr. Moxon would recommend a
young publisher to have anything whatever
to do with an epic in any shape. But when
Dodsley flourished, poetry was not, as now, a
drug in the market, and the epic put forth
from Tully's head—it was the Leonidas of
Glover—was a successful hit. Glover was a
young merchant in the City, of wealth and
family, and with a good West-end and Court
interest. His book sold, and Dodsley was
encouraged into other speculations.

Pope, who seems to have employed more
publishers than any other poet, came to
Dodsley's assistance, and the second publication
of the Muse out of Livery was "The
Second Epistle of the Second Book of
Horace, translated by Mr. Pope," printed in
folio, price one shilling. This was followed
the next year by "The Universal Prayer,
by the author of the Essay on Man." The
Prayer was published in folio and octavo,
and had a large and immediate run. The
folio price was sixpence. Another publication
which Pope entrusted the same year to
Dodsley was his Satire by way of a Second
Dialogue, called One Thousand Seven
Hundred and Thirty-eight, of which the sale was
very large and very profitable.

In the year in which these poems were
published, two men—whose names are now
known wherever letters are known—found
their way to Tully's Head in Pall Mall, both
bringing poems for publication. One was
Richard Savage, with a Volunteer Laureat;
the other was Samuel Johnson, with his
London, a Poem in imitation of the Third
Satire of Juvenal. Dodsley published both
poems. Johnson read his London to Doddy
—as he delighted to call him—and observed
with proper pride, that the Tonson of Tully's
lead had spoken of it as a creditable
thing to be concerned in. At a future
conference he bought it outright for ten guineas.
"I might perhaps have accepted less," said
Johnson to Boswell; "but that Paul Whitehead
had a little before got ten guineas for a
poem, and I would not take less than Paul
Whitehead." Dodsley did well with this
purchase; for London was in a second edition
within a week, and in a fourth edition within
a year

Dodsley was not so happy with his next
publication. This was a satire, entitled Manners,
by Paul Whitehead—a small poet—for which