. Walks in London . edancing which followed them.* Here Sir Joshua Reynolds,coming in sUvIdenly, found the poet engaged in furiouslykicking round the room a parcel containing a masqueradedress which he had ordered and had no money t(^ pay for;and here, on April 9, 1774, poor Goldsmith died, fromtaking too many Jamess powders, when he had been for-bidden to do so by his doctor—died, dreadfully in debt,though attended to the grave by numbers of the poor in theneighbourhood, to whom he had never failed in kindnessand charity— mourners without a home, without domesti-city of any kind, with no frie
. Walks in London . edancing which followed them.* Here Sir Joshua Reynolds,coming in sUvIdenly, found the poet engaged in furiouslykicking round the room a parcel containing a masqueradedress which he had ordered and had no money t(^ pay for;and here, on April 9, 1774, poor Goldsmith died, fromtaking too many Jamess powders, when he had been for-bidden to do so by his doctor—died, dreadfully in debt,though attended to the grave by numbers of the poor in theneighbourhood, to whom he had never failed in kindnessand charity— mourners without a home, without domesti-city of any kind, with no friend but him they had come to * He took and furnished these rooms with ^^<ao received for The Goo4pnatured Man. THE FOUNTAIN COURT, 11 weep for ; outcasts of the great, solitary, wicked city, towhom he had never forgotten to be kind and charitable. The pleasantest part of the Middle Temple is theFountain Court, with its little fountain, low enough now, butwhich, Sir Christopher Hatton says, sprang to a vast and. Fountain Court, Temple. almost incredible altitude in his time. It is commemoratedin a poem of L. E. L. (Miss Landon), with the lines—• The fountains low singing is heard in the wind,Like a melody, bringing sweet fancies to mind ;Some to grieve, some to gladden; around them they castThe hopes of the morrow, the dreams of the in the distance is heard the far soundFrom the streets of the city that compass it round,Like the echo of moimtains or oceans deep call;Yet that fountains low singing is heard over aiie 74 tVALKS IN LONDON. Charles Dickens has left a pretty descriptton of RuthPinch going to n>eet her lover in this court— comingbriskly up, with the best little laugh upon her face thatever played in opposition to the fountain, and beat it alllO nothing ; and how, when John Westlock came at last— merrily the fountain leaped and danced, and merrily thesmiling dimples twinkled and expanded more and more,until they broke into a laugh against the
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