FRANCIS HOYLAND. LIFE of Hoyland, by Mr. Davenport To his Guardian Angel, 9.-To a Nightingale On Rural Happiness, 12.-To Sleep, 14.- Ode LIFE of Moore, by Mr. Davenport The Duke of Benevento. A Tale. The Cock and the Horses. A Fable. Invocation to Melancholy, 95.-To Cynthia. A Fragment. 101 To Philomel. A Fragment, 102.-On a Winter's Night 102 SKETCH of the Life of Oram 165 Written in St. John's Churchyard, Shaftesbury Morning, 168.-Evening, 169.-Night. To the Redbreast, 170.-To the Memory of a Friend The Return, 186.-On the Morning, 187.--On the Evening 187 On a stormy Sea Prospect, 188.-On a calm Sea Prospect. 188 To Fame, 201.-Written on a Journey To Happiness, 202.-Sonnet, 203.-To Sensibility Bristol. A Satire 199 THE LIFE OF FRANCIS HOYLAND. BY R. A. DAVENPORT, Esq. A LIFE of HOYLAND, which can say little respecting him, and of which little the major part must be conjecture, will, I fear, excite a smile. It is not, however, in consequence of any want of diligence, in endeavouring to procure materials, that I am compelled to give so unsatisfactory an account of him; for I have in vain sought information wherever I supposed that it might be found. It is probable that he was born some time between 1710 and 1725; certainly not later than 1725, as his translation from Theocritus, which bears the date of 1744, is not likely to be the work of one who was under nineteen years of age. That he was a bachelor of arts I learn from the title page of his poems; and there is, perhaps, reason to believe that he was educated at Cambridge. He himself tells us that, in his youth, he made a voyage to the Leeward Islands; and, apparently, it was for the purpose of regaining his health. Under the combined influence of sickness, poverty, and depression of spirits, he seems, indeed, to have long suffered. My soul, (he says) betray'd To various ills, in dust and ashes mourns And Sickness dip the darts in more than Indian bane!' Patronage, for which he had often prayed, he at length obtained; but he gives us to understand that |