The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1860-02-09
sa.es.lay.. Gssv. ana II. ssrr..aal.ss.

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The London Chronicle says: Baron Macau-
i lay now lies Gloss at the foot OF Westmacott's i
] statue Of Addison, whom he once 50 happily
| described the unsullied statesman. the ac !.
| ccmplished xcholar, the master Of pure Eng
| ltsh eioq neHce, the consummate paiuter Of lite
and ma uerss and ''the great sattrist who alone
knew how to use ridicule without abusing IL,
who, without in1icting a wound, effected Il
great social reform, and who reconcied Wit
aud Virtue after a long and disastrous separa-
| tiop, during which Wit had been led astSay by
Profligacy. and Virtue by Fanaticism.'' The
remains OF Addiso oH, however. are at some dis
stands-they are in Henry the Seventh chap.
| Ell (; and it was not until three generations had
laughed and wept over his pages that any tab
| let was raised to his memory in the Abbey
watch over the ne wJy-clOsed grave: ut rep
resents Addison as we can conceive him clad
| in his dressing gown and freed from his wig,
stepping from the paricr at Chelsea into his
trim little garden, with the account of the Ey-
erlasting Club or the loves of Hiipa and Sha-
Iunl, just finished for the next day Spec tator,
| in his hand.'' Tbickly strewn near the grave
of Macaulay are the relics Of men whose names
are still held in reverence, and whose works
| adorn the literature of our country. As y
poet, not less than brilliant essayist, Macau-
iay has earned place among the great men of
the past and present, and in death the au, hor
OF "rhe Lays OF Ancient Rome - and the bal
| lad "The Spanish Armada," will face
Thomas Campbell, who won peers fame by
s'The Pleasures OF Hope"
A few feet from the grave Of the ennobled
poet OF the nineteenth century stands the fine
old piece of gothic sculpture which marks the
resting place of Chaucer, "the father Of Eng
lish poetry just opposite to the tomb Of
Chaucer, "lhe day of starre' of English poe
try, is the monument Of "Faerie Spencer
the sunrise OF our poe,ry-who died, as Ben
Jonson tells us, "for lack of bread, refusing
the twenty pieces sent him by my Lord of
Essex, as he was sorry he had no time to
thnVV Dn~ nAnA hvytJ HnrSL
OF time, the tomb of Spenser bears the inscrip-
ton, "Here lies the body of Edmund Spenser.
the prince OF poets in his time, whose divine
spirit needs no other witAess than the works
which he has left behind him." Beaumont,
the dramatist. sleeps there. too, but no memo
rial or inscription marks his resting place; it
Is, however, Immediately behind Chaucer's
tonb a marble, much defaced, erected by
the Countess of Dorset, bears, in very iilegi-
BILE characters, an inscription written by Ben
.Jonson for the tomb Of DraytOn. Still near
er Macau!ay's grave there is the small pave
ment stone, with the inscription, 20, rare Ben
JonsCn." which Aubrey tells us was done AT
''the charge of Jack Young who, walking
there when the grave was covering, gave the
fellow eighteen pence to cut it,
At the recent reiaying of the pavement of
the Abbey, the original stone was removed
and destroyed. A few feet distant is the mont
ment OF Cowlev, raised BY George Duke OF
buckingham "A monument raised by Sheffield,
Duke OF Buckingham, marks the grave OF Dry
resting place by moarners in twenty mourn
ing coaches, each drawn by six horses, and 1T
whose requiem an ode of Horace was snng
with Accomplishments If trumpets and haut-
boys.
The only titled poet that sleeps in this part
OF the abbey is the earl Of Roscommon.;' the
famous master of the horse to the Duchess of
York AT the Restoration. Another companion
OF Maeaulay Is Nicholas Rowe There are also
Matthew Prior and John Gay and he whcse
tomb bore the inscription, in imitation Of that
of johnson, ''Oh, rare Sir William Davenant,''
and Samuel johnson, David Garrck and
Richard Brinsiey Sheridan, and Camden, the
father OF English history; May, the historian
OF the long Parliament; Clifford, the editor Ct
the Tory Quarterly Review; DIR. Parr, and nu-
merous others. AT the opposite, or North end
of the transepf, there towers above other men,
orabIe graves the stately monument of Chat
ham, of whom Macaulay wrote, and the
words are not less applicable to himself
Among the eminent whose bones lie
near him, scarcely one has left Il more slain
less, ana none more splendid name"