was put to the life of Young. He had performed no duty for three or
four years, but he retained his intellects to the last.

Much is told in the "Biographia," which I know not to have been
true, of the manner of his burial; of the master and children of a
charity-school, which he founded in his parish, who neglected to
attend their benefactor's corpse; and a bell which was not caused to
toll as often as upon those occasions bells usually toll. Had that
humanity, which is here lavished upon things of little consequence
either to the living or to the dead, been shown in its proper place
to the living, I should have had less to say about Lorenzo. They
who lament that these misfortunes happened to Young, forget the
praise he bestows upon Socrates, in the Preface to "Night Seven,"
for resenting his friend's request about his funeral. During some
part of his life Young was abroad, but I have not been able to learn
any particulars. In his seventh Satire he says,

"When, after battle, I the field have SEEN
Spread o'er with ghastly shapes which once were men."

It is known, also, that from this or from some other field he once
wandered into the camp with a classic in his hand, which he was
reading intently; and had some difficulty to prove that he was only
an absent poet, and not a spy.

The curious reader of Young's life will naturally inquire to what it
was owing, that though he lived almost forty years after he took
orders, which included one whole reign uncommonly long, and part of
another, he was never thought worthy of the least preferment. The
author of the "Night Thoughts" ended his days upon a living which