Note 219 — QUARRELS OF AUTHORS; (continued 2)
Reading edition
Even the “Grub-street Journal” had its jest on his appointment to the laureateship. In No. 52 was the following epigram:—
“Well, said Apollo, still ’tis mine To give the real laurel: For that my Pope, my son divine, Of rivals ends the quarrel. But guessing who would have the luck To be the birth-day fibber, I thought of Dennis, Tibbald, Duck, But never dreamt of Cibber!”—Ed.