Note 291 — QUARRELS OF AUTHORS; (continued 2)
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He was also satirised in a poem termed “The Pasquinade,” published in 1752, in which the goddesses of Pertness and Dulness join to praise him as their favourite reflex.
“Pertness saw her form distinctly shine In none, immortal Hill! so full as thine.”
Dulness speaks of him thus rapturously:—
“See where my son, who gratefully repays Whate’er I lavish’d on his younger days; Whom still my arm protects to brave the town Secure from Fielding, Machiavel, or Brown; Whom rage nor sword e’er mortally shall hurt, Chief of a hundred chiefs o’er all the pert! Rescued an orphan babe from common sense, I gave his mother’s milk to Confidence; She with her own ambrosia bronz’d his face, And changed his skin to monumental brass. Whom rage nor sword e’er mortally shall hurt, Chief of a hundred chiefs o’er all the pert! Rescued an orphan babe from common sense, I gave his mother’s milk to Confidence; She with her own ambrosia bronz’d his face, And changed his skin to monumental brass.”