Wife, Daughter and Son in Law: They are addreffed to Lorenzo, a man of Pleasure, and the World, and who, it is infinuated by fome, was his own Son, but then labouring under his Father's Displeasure. ́ His Son-in Law is faid to be charactrized by Philander. His Daughter was certainly the Perfon mentioned under the Poetical Name of Narciffa: In her laft Illness he accompanied her to Montpelier in France, where the died. He laments her in his Night Thoughts."

After her Death it feems the was denied Chriftian Burial on Account of being a Heretic, which Inhumanity is juftly refented in the fame beautiful Poem.

In this Poem too his Wife is frequently mentioned; and he thus laments the Loss of all three in an Apoftro phe to Death.

Infatiate Archer! Could not one fuffice?

Thy Shaft flew thrice; and thrice my Peace was flain, And thrice ere thrice yon Moon had fill'd her Horn.' He wrote his Conjectures on Original Composition when he was turn'd of eighty: If it has Blemishes mix'd with its Beaties, it is not to be wonder'd at that fuch a flood of Years was not able to fink that vigorous Fancy, which here burft the Bounds of Judgment and feems, as ii were, a Brightening before Death? The Refignation, a Poem, the laft and the leaft esteemed of all Dr. Young's Works, was published a fhort Time b-fore his Death, which happened April 12. 1785. He died in his Parfonage House, at Welwyn. and was buried under the Altar-Piece of that Church by the Side of his late Wife. This is reckoned one of the moft curious Altar-Pieces in the Kingdom, being adorned with an elegant Piece of Needle Work by the Lady Betty Young, his Wife.

Before he died he o dered all his Manufcripts to be burnt Those who knew how much he expreffed in a fmall Compafs, and that he never wrote on trivial Subjects, will lament both his Modefty and irreparable Lofs to Pofterity; efpecially when it is confider'd, that he was the intimate Acquaintance of Addison, and was himself one of the Writers of the Spectators; and except Dr. Pearce, the prefent Bishop of Rochester, the last furviving Genius of that incomparable Group

of Authors. In his Life time he had published two or three Original Sermons, one of which was preached before the House of Commons. He left an only Son and Heir, Mr. Frederick Young, who had the first Part of his Education at Winchefter School, and becom ing a Scholar upon the Foundation he was fent, in Confequence thereof, to New College in Oxford; but there being no Vacancy (though the Society waited for one no less than two Years,) he was admitted in the mean Time in Baliot College, where he misbehaved himself fo much as to be forbidden the College. This Mifconduft so disoblig'd his Father that he never would fuffer him to come into his Sight afterwards: However, by his Will he bequeath'd to him, after a few Legacies, to fome Friends, his whole Fortune, which was confider ble As a Chriftian and divine he might be faid to be an Example of Primæva: Piety. He gave a remarkable Inftance of this one Sunday when preaching in his Turn at St James's; for though he ftrove to gain the Attention of his Audience, when he found he could not prevail, his Pity for their Folly got the better of all Decorums; he fat back in the pulpit and burft into a Fleod of Tears.

The Turn of his Mind was naturally folemn; and he ufually, when at Home in the Country, fpent many Hours in a Day, walking among the Tombs in his qwn Church-yard: His Converfati n. his Writings, had all a Reference to a Life after this; and this Turn of Mind mixed itfelf even with hi Improvements in Gardening. He had, for Inftance, an Alcove with a Bench, fo painted, that at a Diftance it seemed å real one, but upon a nearer Approach the Deception was perceived, and this Motto appeared. Invifibilia non desiput, the Things unseen do not deceive us. Yet notwithstanding this Gloominefs of Temper, he was fond of innocent Sports and Amusements: He inftituted an Affembly, and a Bowling Green in his Parish, and often promoted the Mirth of the Company in Perfon. His Wit was eve.. poignant, and ever levelled at those who showed any Contempt for Decency and Religion. His Epigram spoken extempore upon Voltair is well known. Voltair happening to redicule

Milton's Allegorical Perfonages of Death and Sin, Dr.
Young thus addressed him ;-

Thou art fo witty, profigate, and thin,

Thou feemeft a Milton with his Death and Sin. As to his Character as a Poet, his Compofition was Inftinct in his Youth, with as much Vanity as was neceffary to excell in that Art. He published a Collection of fuch of his Works as he thought the best, in 1761, in four Volumes, in 12mo, and another was published fin.e. Among thefe, his Satires intitled, The Love of Fame, or The Univerfal Paffion, are, by moft, confidered as his Principal Performance. They are finely characteristic of that exceflive Pride, or rather Folly, of following prevailing Fashions, and aiming to be more than we really are, or can possibly be. They were written in early Life; and if Smoothnefs of Stile, Brilliancy of Wit, and Simplicity of Subject can enfure Applaufe, our Author may demand it on this Occafion. After the Death of his Wife, as he had never given any Attention to Domestic Affairs, fo knowing his Unfitnefs for it, he referred the whole Care and Management thereof to his Houfe-keeper, to whom he left a handfome Legacy. It is observed by Dean Swift, that, in his celebrated Satires, if he had been more merry or more fevere they would have been more generally pleafing; propably because Mankind are more apt to be pleafed with Ill-nature and Mirth than with folid Senfe and Inftruction. It is alfo obferved of his Night Thoughts, that though there are Flights of Thinking almost super-human, fuch as the Defcription of Death from his fecret Stand, noting down the Follies of a Banchanallian Society, the Epitaph upon the Departed World; the iffuing of Satan from his Dungeon; yet these, and a great Number of remarkably fine Thoughts, are fometimes allayed with an Air of Gloominess and Melancholy, which have a a difagreeable Tendency, and are very unpleasing to a chearful Mind.

THE END.