I shall make no comments on this passage, which the reader of the Review is requested by the _critic_ to take as a "specimen of that _affected_, _stiff_, and _verbose style_ in which Mr. M. _sometimes_ thinks proper to indulge, and on which the critic or critics would fail in _their_ duty to the publick if _they_ did not fix the seal of _their_ utter reprobation."--"Perspicuity and ease are among those constituent principles of good writing, which we should be unwilling to sacrifice for any of the _starched refinements_ and _elaborate perplexities_ of modern composition."--"When Mr. M. _tells us_ that Cæsar found the Aborigines of Britain 'tinted with those pure colours which vary with the internal feelings,' he seems to have forgotten that Cæsar himself _tells us_ (B. G. lib. v.) that he found these 'hardy natives' _bedizened_ with a coat of paint. And _we leave_ our modern fine ladies to inform Mr. M. whether this artificial discoloration were likely to _serve as a mirror_ for the varying emotions of the breast." It may be presumed that he who undertakes to criticise the language of another should himself be perfect in the arrangement of his ideas, and of words to express them, and capable of composing similies that shall bear some reference to the subject illustrated. Whether the author of the Review in question is qualified for the employment he has undertaken, will appear in the elegant extracts which follow: "agreeable dishes," "savoury ingredients," "confused medley," "nicely selected," "culled as much matter," "his own head and tail pieces," "traversing the pages," "bulky volume," "squeamishness of appetite," "to go through the book," "affected, stiff," "starched refinements," "elaborate perplexities," "bedizened," and "_discoloration_ were likely to serve as a _mirror_." Surely, if he asserts my style to be affected, stiff, and starched, I may venture to pronounce his extremely vulgar, incorrect, and confused. I had not forgotten that Cæsar found the natives of England stained with the juices of plants, and partially covered with coloured earths; still I maintain that Nature had perfected her work, and given the fluids that due circulation, improved by exercise and temperance, which renders the complexion florid and beautiful. Extraneous matter at times defaced her operations; but luxury, disease, and enervation, had not dried the channels of the blood of the Aborigines, as it has those of the fine lady I am referred to, whose _discoloration_ is to serve as a _mirror_ to show my own folly.