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Life is a Jeft, and all Things show it;
I thought fo once, but now I know it. With what more you may think proper.
If any Body should ask, how I could communicate this after Death ? Let it be known, it is not meant fo, but my present Sentiment in Life. What the Bearer: brings besides this Letter, should I die without a Will, (which I am the likelier to do, as the Law will settle my small Estate much as I should myself) let it remain with you, as it has long done with me, a Remembrance of a dead Friend : But there is none like you, living or dead.
I am, dear Mr. Pope,
Your's, &C. JOHN GAY.
When all his Expectations from the Court were thus reduced to nothing, Mr. Pope, before this last Letter, wrote him one in a Boldness of Spirit, and with Freedom ; fit to be seen and read by him, but never meant to be the Object of the publick Eye, It was dated Oat. 6, 1727.
I believe you did not want Advice, in the Letter you sent by my Lord Grantham; I presume you writ it not without; and you could not have better, if I guess right at the Person who agreed to your doing .it, in Respect to any Decency you ought to observe ; for I take that Person to be a perfect Judge of Decencies and Forms. I am not without Fears even on that person's Account: I think it a bad Omen ; but what have I to do with Court-Omens ? --Dear Gay, adieu. I can only add a plain, uncourtly Speech : While you are no Body's Servant, you may be any one's Friend ; and as such I embrace you, in all Conditions of Life. While I have a Shilling, vou
shall have Six-pence, nay Eight-pence, if I can contrive to live upon a Groat.
. I am faithfully, Your's, &c. And now Mr. Gay’s Life was spent chiefly in the Country with the Duke and Dutchess of Queensberry. His Melancholy and Diffemper continuing to get the better of him, (though he had been always a Man of but few Words) he began to grow still more reserved, and seem'd to lose something of his Invention and Strength of Genius. Whether it were so in Reality, or whether he began to think it vain and of no Effect, his Stomach grew weak, and his Head began to be troubled with Dizziness; he with cold damp Sweats all over him, and such a Dejection of Spirits, that the very Entrance into the Room of. any Stranger would give him Disorder. Of this he wrote, as well as of his Intention of coming to London, to Mr. Pope; who in his Reply strives to keep him in Heart a little by Mirth, and laughs at Stephen Duck and the Laureat, (who was Mr. Eusden) whom he calls a drunken Sot of a Parfon : It is dated Oet, 23, 1730. - ..., V OUR Letter is a very kind one, but I can't
say so pleasing to me as many of your's have been, thro’ the Account you give of the Dejection of your Spirits : 'I wish the too constant Use of Wa. ter does not contribute to it; I find Dr. Arbuthnot and another very knowing Physician of that Opinion. I also wish you were not so totally immers’d in the Country: I hope your Return to Town will be a prevalent Remedy against the Evil of too much Recollection: I wish it partly for my own Sake. Wę
have lived little together of late, and we want to be • Physicians for one another. It is a Rcmedy that a
mindful of one of your first Friends, who will be lo to the last. Mrs. Blount deserves your Remembrance, for she never forgets you, and wants nothing of being a Friend.
I beg the Duke's and her Grace's Acceptance of my Services : The Contentment you express in their Company pleases me, tho’ it be the Bar to my own, in dividing you from us. I am ever very truly
Dear Sir, Tour, &c.
Mr. Gay came shortly to Town, but his Fever growing inflammatory, he died the 4th of December, 1732, at his Grace the Duke of Queensberry's House in Burlington Gardens, near Piccadilly."
He, as he had five Years before, hinted to Mr. Pope, died intestate, and out of Place: Gay dies unpenfion'd, with a thoufand Friends.
POPE His Fortune was but small, and fell to his two Sisters; it was wholly owing to his own Labour and Prudence, during his Stewardship, under the late Dutchess of Monmouth.
His Body was brought, by the Company of Upholders, from the Duke of Queensberry's to Exeter Exchange in the Strand, and on the 23d of December, after lying in folemn State, was at eight o'Clock in the Evening, drawn in a Hearse adorn’d with black and white Feathers, attended by three Mourning Coaches and fix Horses, to Westminster Abbey.
His Pall was supported by the Right Hon. the Earl of Chesterfield, the Lord Viscount Cornbury, the Hon. Mr. Berkeley, General Dormer, Mr. Gore, and Mr. Pope.