(Part I). Celestial-like her bounty fell. The Princess’s benefactions are not exaggerated. ‘She had paid off the whole of her husband’s debts, and she had given munificent sums in charity. More than 10,000 pounds a year were given away by her in pensions to individuals whom she judged deserving, very few of whom were aware, until her death, whence the bounty came. The whole of her income she spent in England, and very little on herself’ (_Augusta: Princess of Wales_, by W. H. Wilkins, _ Nineteenth Century_, October, 1903, p. 675). There faith shall come. This, and the three lines that follow, are borrowed from Collins’s _Ode written in the beginning of the year_ 1746. (Part II). The towers of Kew. ‘The embellishments of Kew palace and gardens, under the direction of [Sir William] Chambers, and others, was the favourite object of her [Royal Highness’s] widowhood’ (Bolton Corney). Along the billow’d main. Cf. _The Captivity_, Act ii, l. 18. Oswego’s dreary shores. Cf. _The Traveller_, l. 411. And with the avenging fight. Varied from Collins’s _Ode on the Death of Colonel Charles Ross at Fontenoy_. Its earliest bloom. Cf. Collins’s _Dirge in Cymbeline_. SONG FROM ‘SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER.’ This thoroughly characteristic song, for a parallel to which one must go to Congreve, or to the ‘Here’s to the maiden of bashful fifteen’ of _The School for Scandal_, has one grave defect,—it is too good to have been composed by Tony Lumpkin, who, despite his inability to read anything but ‘print-hand,’ declares, in Act i. Sc. 2 of _She Stoops to Conquer_, 1773, that he himself made it upon the ale-house (‘The Three Pigeons’) in which he sings it, and where it is followed by the annexed comments, directed by the author against the sentimentalists, who, in _The Good Natur’d Man_ of five years before, had insisted upon the omission of the Bailiff scene:— ‘OMNES. Bravo, bravo! _First_ FELLOW. The ’Squire has got spunk in him. _Second_ FELLOW. I loves to hear him sing, bekeays he never gives us nothing that’s _low_ . . . _Fourth_ FELLOW. The genteel thing is the genteel thing at any time. If so be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly. _Third_ FELLOW. I like the maxum of it, Master Muggins. What, tho’ I am obligated to dance a bear, a man may be a gentleman for all that. May this be my poison if my bear ever dances but to the very genteelest of tunes. _Water Parted_,* or the minuet in _Ariadne_.’