appeared anonymously. After he had read it, he repeated the
third stanza, and pronounced it perfect, and especially the
lines:-- {446}

"'But he lay like a warrior taking his rest,
With his martial cloak around him.'

"'I should have taken the whole,' said Shelley, 'for a rough
sketch of Campbell's.'

"'No,' replied Lord Byron, 'Campbell would have claimed it, had
it been his.'

"The Memoir contains the fullest details on the subject of the
authorship, Mr. Wolfe's claim to which was also fully
established by the Rev. Dr. Miller, late Fellow of Trinity,
Dublin, and author of _Lectures on the Philosophy of Modern
History_."

[With regard to the French translation, professing to be a
monody on Lally Tollendal, and to be found in the Appendix to
his Memoirs, it was only a clever hoax from the ready pen of
Father Prout, and first appears in Bentley's _Miscellany_. No
greater proof of the inconvenience of facetiæ of this peculiar
nature can be required than the circumstance, that the
_fiction_, after a time, gets mistaken for a fact: and, as we
learn in the present case, the translation has been quoted in a
French newspaper as if it was really what it pretends to be.]

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