That great hulk of a man, Dr. Johnson, Had many ills both of mind and body As Boswell shows; in spite of melancholy He could be merry, and simply bent on fun. His opinions were bold, and I can tell you, His authority was kingly, his generosity as well. To his verbal sword Lord Chesterfield fell. A writer writes better than he lives, it is true, Nine years on his dictionary, what a noble feat! Hester Thrale "betrayed" him; he loved her still. God might punish her; he never will. He had a stroke, got back on his feet, Wrote Lives of the English Poets, a masterpiece. Let this master of words lie in perpetual peace.
Dr. Sam Johnson.
Moore, John Rees
That great hulk of a man, Dr. Johnson, Had many ills both of mind and body As Boswell shows; in spite of melancholy He could be merry, and simply bent on fun. His opinions were bold, and I can tell you, His authority was kingly, his generosity as well. To his verbal sword Lord Chesterfield fell. A writer writes better than he lives, it is true, Nine years on his dictionary, what a noble feat! Hester Thrale "betrayed" him; he loved her still. God might punish her; he never will. He had a stroke, got back on his feet, Wrote Lives of the English Poets, a masterpiece. Let this master of words lie in perpetual peace.