PREFATORY NOTE ON LONDON Johnson's London was written in 1738, before he was twenty-nine. He had first come to town the preceding year, and meanwhile had nearly starved as an obscure hack-writer in the service of Cave and his Gentleman's Magazine. London helped him to emerge from this obscurity. Johnson wrote it rapidly, and offered it to Cave as the work of a man whose name he would not give. I cannot help taking notice,' he wrote, 'that besides what the author may hope for on account of his abilities, he has likewise another claim to your regard, as he lies at present under very disadvantageous circumstances of fortune.' The poem was finally sold with all rights for ten guineas -neither a high nor a low price for the times. It was published anonymously on the same day as Pope's 1738, and promptly made a sensation in the literary world of London. It reached a second edition within a week. Pope said of the unknown poet: 'He will soon be deterré.' He learned Johnson's name, and took part in an unsuccessful attempt to get him the degree of Master of Arts from Dublin. As an imitation of Juvenal it follows the details of the original more closely than The Vanity of Human Wishes; many a line is a bit of brilliant translation. But too close an imitation has led the poet sometimes to describe a state of things more true of Rome than of London. The poem is rather a brilliant academic performance than a serious satire, yet it expresses with much vigor, Johnson's hatred of insincerity and servile meanness, and his sense of public danger which lies in forgetting the simplicity and ideals of an earlier period in England. On the other hand, some of the sentiments seem quite unJohnsonian. He suspects the government, and fears tyr anny; he talks in the 'patriotic' strain which he afterwards condemned; he commends the 'pleasing banks,' and 'peaceful vales' of the country as better than the dark and swarming life of the city; and 'Hibernia's land' and 'the rocks of Scotland,' which he scorned in later life, he now prefers to the Strand. He even glorifies poverty, which he came to regard as an unqualified evil. But these sentiments are not central in the poem, nor inconsistent with later opinion. They are due chiefly to his imitation of Juvenal, and partly to his great hardships at the time. After all his muse does not 'snarl,' but appears in a mood of lively abandon. London: a poem IN IMITATION OF THE THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL -Quis iniquæ Tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus ut teneat se?-JUV. 1. 30, 1. THOUGH grief and fondness in my breast rebel, For who would leave, unbrib'd, Hibernia's land, While Thales waits the wherry that contains Of dissipated wealth the small remains, 5 , 10 15 20 25 Behold her cross triumphant on the main, A transient calm the happy scenes bestow, Since worth, he cries, in these degen'rate days Some secret cell, ye Pow'rs, indulgent give. live here, for Let Collect a tax, or farm a lottery; ! Let such raise palaces, and 'manors buy, With warbling eunuchs fill a licens'd stage. And lull to servitude a thoughtless age. 60 Heroes, proceed! what bounds your pride shall hold? What check restrain your thirst of pow'r and gold? Behold rebellious virtue quite o'erthrown, Behold our fame, our wealth, our lives your own. 65 |