_them_, they think I hate _Titian_--and let them!' ... Of Dr.
Johnson, when my father and he were talking about him one day, 'That
man' (says Hogarth) 'is not contented with believing the Bible; but
he fairly resolves, I think, to believe nothing _but_ the Bible.
Johnson' (added he), 'though so wise a fellow, is more like King
David than King Solomon, for he says in his haste, _All men are
liars_.' "--MRS. PIOZZI.

Hogarth died on the 26th of October, 1764. The day before his death,
he was removed from his villa at Chiswick to Leicester Fields, "in a
very weak condition, yet remarkably cheerful." He had just received
an agreeable letter from Franklin. He lies buried at Chiswick.

147 TO SIR WATKIN PHILLIPS, BART., OF JESUS COLLEGE, OXON.

"DEAR PHILLIPS,--In my last, I mentioned my having spent an evening
with a society of authors, who seemed to be jealous and afraid of
one another. My uncle was not at all surprised to hear me say I was
disappointed in their conversation. 'A man may be very entertaining
and instructive upon paper,' said he, 'and exceedingly dull in
common discourse. I have observed, that those who shine most in
private company are but secondary stars in the constellation of
genius. A small stock of ideas is more easily managed, and sooner
displayed, than a great quantity crowded together. There is very
seldom anything extraordinary in the appearance and address of a
good writer; whereas a dull author generally distinguishes himself
by some oddity or extravagance. For this reason I fancy that an
assembly of grubs must be very diverting.'

"My curiosity being excited by this hint, I consulted my friend Dick
Ivy, who undertook to gratify it the very next day, which was Sunday
last. He carried me to dine with S----, whom you and I have long known
by his writings. He lives in the skirts of the town; and every
Sunday his house is open to all unfortunate brothers of the quill,
whom he treats with beef, pudding, and potatoes, port, punch, and
Calvert's entire butt beer. He has fixed upon the first day of the
week for the exercise of his hospitality, because some of his guests
could not enjoy it on any other, for reasons that I need not
explain. I was civilly received in a plain, yet decent habitation,
which