In the course of his self-examination with retrospect to this year,he seems to have been much dejected;for he says,January 1,1774,'This year has passed with so little improvement,that I doubt whether I have not rather impaired than increased my learning';and yet we have seen how he READ,and we know how he TALKED during that period.
He was now seriously engaged in writing an account of our travels in the Hebrides,in consequence of which I had the pleasure of a more frequent correspondence with him.
'TO BENNET LANGTON,ESQ.,AT LANGTON,NEAR SPILSBY,LINCOLNSHIRE.
'DEAR SIR,--You have reason to reproach me that I have left your last letter so long unanswered,but I had nothing particular to say.Chambers,you find,is gone far,and poor Goldsmith is gone much further.He died of a fever,exasperated,as I believe,by the fear of distress.He had raised money and squandered it,by every artifice of acquisition,and folly of expence.But let not his frailties be remembered;he was a very great man.
'I have just begun to print my Journey to the Hebrides,and am leaving the press to take another journey into Wales,whither Mr.
Thrale is going,to take possession of,at least,five hundred a year,fallen to his lady.All at Streatham,that are alive,are well.
'I have never recovered from the last dreadful illness,but flatter myself that I grow gradually better;much,however,yet remains to mend.[Greek text omitted].
'If you have the Latin version of Busy,curious,thirsty fly,be so kind as to transcribe and send it;but you need not be in haste,for I shall be I know not where,for at least five weeks.I wrote the following tetastrick on poor Goldsmith:--[Greek text omitted]
'Please to make my most respectful compliments to all the ladies,and remember me to young George and his sisters.I reckon George begins to shew a pair of heels.
'Do not be sullen now,but let me find a letter when I come back.
I am,dear Sir,your affectionate,humble servant,'SAM.JOHNSON.
'July 5,1774.'
In his manu diary of this year,there is the following entry:--'Nov.27.Advent Sunday.I considered that this day,being the beginning of the ecclesiastical year,was a proper time for a new course of life.I began to read the Greek Testament regularly at 160verses every Sunday.This day I began the Acts.
'In this week I read Virgil's Pastorals.I learned to repeat the Pollio and Gallus.I read carelessly the first Georgick.'
Such evidences of his unceasing ardour,both for 'divine and human lore,'when advanced into his sixty-fifth year,and notwithstanding his many disturbances from disease,must make us at once honour his spirit,and lament that it should be so grievously clogged by its material tegument.
1775:AETAT.66.]--
'MR.BOSWELL TO DR.JOHNSON.
'Edinburgh,Feb.2,1775.
'...As to Macpherson,'I am anxious to have from yourself a full and pointed account of what has passed between you and him.It is confidently told here,that before your book came out he sent to you,to let you know that he understood you meant to deny the authenticity of Ossian's poems;that the originals were in his possession;that you might have inspection of them,and might take the evidence of people skilled in the Erse language;and that he hoped,after this fair offer,you would not be so uncandid as to assert that he had refused reasonable proof.That you paid no regard to his message,but published your strong attack upon him;and then he wrote a letter to you,in such terms as he thought suited to one who had not acted as a man of veracity.'...
What words were used by Mr.Macpherson in his letter to the venerable Sage,I have never heard;but they are generally said to have been of a nature very different from the language of literary contest.Dr.Johnson's answer appeared in the news-papers of the day,and has since been frequently re-published;but not with perfect accuracy.I give it as dictated to me by himself,written down in his presence,and authenticated by a note in his own handwriting,'This,I think,is a true copy.'
'MR.JAMES MACPHERSON,--I received your foolish and impudent letter.Any violence offered me I shall do my best to repel;and what I cannot do for myself,the law shall do for me.I hope Ishall never be deterred from detecting what I think a cheat,by the menaces of a ruffian.
'What would you have me retract?I thought your book an imposture;I think it an imposture still.For this opinion I have given my reasons to the publick,which I here dare you to refute.Your rage I defy.Your abilities,since your Homer,are not so formidable;and what I hear of your morals,inclines me to pay regard not to what you shall say,but to what you shall prove.You may print this if you will.'
'SAM.JOHNSON.'
Mr.Macpherson little knew the character of Dr.Johnson,if he supposed that he could be easily intimidated;for no man was ever more remarkable for personal courage.He had,indeed,an aweful dread of death,or rather,'of something after death;'and what rational man,who seriously thinks of quitting all that he has ever known,and going into a new and unknown state of being,can be without that dread?But his fear was from reflection;his courage natural.His fear,in that one instance,was the result of philosophical and religious consideration.He feared death,but he feared nothing else,not even what might occasion death.Many instances of his resolution may be mentioned.One day,at Mr.
