OLIVER GOLDSMITH'S LIFE AND TIMES. [BOO*.in. 1760. .fortunate tumbler, who, between the acts of tragedies as well -ffit.32. as farces, balances a straw upon his nose; * and zig-zagging his way home after all is over, through a hundred obstacles from coach-wheels and palanquin-poles, " like a bird in its " flight through the branches of a forest." He is a visitor at the humble pot-house clubs, whose follies and enjoyments he moralises with touching pleasantry. " Were I to be angry " at men for being fools, I could here have found ample " room for declamation; but, alas! I have been a fool " myself, and -why should I be angry with them for being " something so natural to every child of humanity." Un- sparing historian of this folly of his own, he conceals his imprudence as little as his poverty; and his kind heart he has not the choice to conceal. Everywhere it betrays itself. In hours of depression, recalling the disastrous fate of men of genius, and " mighty poets in their misery dead; " in " pocket to-night, Polly and the Pickpocket to-morrow night, and Polly and the " Pickpocket again ! I want patience. I will hear no more." Goldsmith took no part whatever in a graver outcry which was afterwards levelled against Cray's masterpiece, and which at last, the year before his death, took the form of an application from the magistrates of Bow-street to request the managers of Drury Lane and Covent Garden " not to exhibit this opera, deeming it productive of inis- " chief to society." Peake's Memoirs of the Colmans; i. 317. * All the tumblers,he says, with a sarcastic humour that may be forgiven him in his garret, "from the wonderful dog of knowledge, at present under the " patronage of the nobility, down to the man with the box, who professes to show " 'the best imitation of nature that was ever seen,' they all live in luxury. " A singing-woman shall collect subscriptions in her own coach-aud-six ; a fellow " shall make a fortune by tossing a straw from his toe to his nose ; one in particular " has found that eating fire was the most ready way to live ; and another who " gingles several bells fixed to his cap, is the only man that I know of who has " received emolument from the labours of his head." Letter xlv. The chance of encouragement, now-a-days, Goldsmith had before remarked bitterly—and how often since has the same thought occurred to a struggling man of letters !—lies not in the head, but in the heels. " One who jumps up and flourishes his toes three " times before he comes to the ground, may have three hundred a year ; he who " flourishes them four times, gets four hundred; but he who arrives at five is " inestimable, and may demand what salary he thinks proper. The female " dancers, too, are valued for this sort of jumping and crossing ; and it is a cant " word among them that she deserves most who shows highest." Letter xxi. stice lift her sword rather to