immediately following, which describes the literary and other inhabitants of Elysium, is even better. Here is Leonidas, who appears to be only moderately gratified with the honour recently done him by Mr. Glover the poet; here is Homer, toying with Madam Dacier, and profoundly indifferent as to his birthplace and the continuity of his poems; here, too, is Shakespeare, who, foreseeing future commentators and the "New Shakespere Society," declines to enlighten Betterton and Booth as to a disputed passage in his works, adding, "I marvel nothing so much as that Men will gird themselves at discovering obscure Beauties in an Author. Certes the greatest and most pregnant Beauties are ever the plainest and most evidently striking; and when two Meanings of a Passage can in the least ballance our Judgements which to prefer, I hold it matter of unquestionable Certainty that neither is worth a farthing." Then, again, there are Addison and Steele, who are described with so pleasant a knowledge of their personalities that, although the passage has been often quoted, there seems to be no reason why it should not be quoted once more:-- "_Virgil_ then came up to me, with Mr. _Addison_ under his Arm. Well, Sir, said he, how many Translations have these few last Years produced of my _AEneid_? I told him, I believed several, but I could not possibly remember; for I had never read any but Dr. _Trapp's_. [Footnote: Dr. Trapp's translation of the AEneid was published in 1718.]--Ay, said he, that is a curious Piece indeed! I then acquainted him with the Discovery made by Mr. _Warburton_ of the _Eleusinian_ Mysteries couched in his 6th book. What Mysteries? said Mr. _Addison_. The _Eleusinian_, answered _Virgil_, which I have disclosed in my 6th Book. How! replied _Addison_. You never mentioned a word of any such Mysteries to me in all our Acquaintance. I thought it was unnecessary, cried the other, to a Man of your infinite Learning: besides, you always told me, you perfectly understood my meaning. Upon this I thought the Critic looked a little out of countenance, and turned aside to a very merry Spirit, one _Dick Steele_, who embraced him, and told him, He had been the greatest Man upon Earth; that he readily resigned up all the Merit of his own Works to him. Upon which, _Addison_ gave him a gracious Smile, and clapping him on the Back with much Solemnity, cried out, _Well said, Dick._" After encountering these and other notabilities, including Tom Thumb and Livy, the latter of whom takes occasion to commend the ingenious performances of Lady Marlborough's assistant, Mr. Hooke, the author meets with Julian the Apostate, and from this point the narrative grows languid. Its unfinished condition may perhaps be accepted as a proof that Fielding himself had wearied of his scheme.