5. _Frontispiece to a pamphlet_ written by Dr. _Gregory Sharpe_, Master of _The Temple_, against the _Hutchinsonians, but never published._ "_It represents a witch sitting on the moon, and watering on a mountain, whence issue mice, who are devouring Sir Isaac Newton's Optics; one mouse lies dead on Hutchinson's works, probably to imply being choaked. The conundrum signifies, Front-is-piss._" The few impressions from this plate that have strayed into the hands of dealers, were originally presents from Dr. _Sharpe_ to his friends. * * * * * 1764. 1. FINIS, or the Tail-piece. The Bathos, or manner of sinking in sublime painting, inscribed to the dealers in dark pictures.[1] TIME breathing out his _last_, a ruinous tower, and many other allegorical devices; among the rest, he has introduced his own "Times."[2] [1] On this print, which he called _Finis_, and represents the destruction of all things, the following epigram, ascribed to _Charles Churchill_ the poet, and said to have been written by him when at Mr. _Dell's_, in _Kew-foot-lane, April_ 18, 1764, is printed from _The Muse's Mirrour_, vol. I. p. 8. On _Hogarth's_ print of the _Bathos_, or the Art of Sinking in Painting. All must old _Hogarth's_ gratitude declare, Since he has nam'd old _Chaos_ for his heir; And while his works hang round that _Anarch's_ throne, The connoisseurs will take them for his own. Mr. _Walpole's_ Anecdotes, 8vo. vol, IV. p. 191. [2] A few months before this ingenious artist was seized with the malady which deprived society of one of its greatest ornaments, he proposed to his matchless pencil the work he has intituled a _tail-piece_; the first idea of which is said to have been started in company, while the convivial glass was circulating round his own table. "My next undertaking," says _Hogarth_, "shall be the _End of all Things_." "If that is the case," replied one of his friends, "your _business will be finished_; for there will be _an end of the painter_." "There _will_ so," answered _Hogarth_, sighing heavily; "and, therefore, the sooner my _work is done_, the better." Accordingly he began the next day, and continued his design with a diligence which seemed to indicate an apprehension (as the report goes) that he should not live till he had completed it. This, however, he did in the most ingenious manner, by grouping every thing which could denote the _end of all things_--a broken bottle--an old broom worn to the stump--the butt-end of an old musket--a cracked bell--bow unstrung--a crown tumbled in pieces--towers in ruins--the _sign-post_ of a tavern, called _The World's End_, tumbling--the moon in her wane--the map of the globe burning--a gibbet falling, the body gone, and the chain which held it dropping down--_Phœbus_ and his horses dead in the clouds--a vessel wrecked--Time, with his hour-glass and scythe broken; a tobacco-pipe in