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ILLIAM SHENSTONE, the son of Thomas Shen
stone and Anne Pen, was born in November 1714, at the Leasowes in Hales-Owen, one of those insulated districts which, in the division of the kingdom, was appended, for some reason not now discoverable, to a distant county; and which, though surrounded by Warwickshire and Worcestershire, belongs to Shropshire, though perhaps thirty miles distant from any other part of it. He learned to read of an old dame, whom his poem
of the “ School-mistress” has delivered to posterity; and soon received such delight from books, that he was always calling for fresh entertainment, and expected that when any
of the family went to market a new book should be brought him, which when it came, was in fondness carried to bed and laid by him. It is said, that when his request had been neglected, his mother wrapped up a piece of wood of the same form, and pacified him for the night.
As he grew older, he went for a while to the Grammar. school in Hales-Owen, and was placed afterwards with Mr Crumpton, an eminent school-master at Solihul, where he distinguished himself by the quickness of his progress.
When he was young (June 1724) he was deprived of his father, and soon after (August 1726) of his grandfather ; and was, with his brother, who died afterwards unmarried, left to the care of his grandmother, who managed the estate.
I Shenstone matriculated 25th May, 1732, aged 17.
From school he was sent in 1732 to Pembroke College in Oxford,' a society which for half a century has been eminent for English poetry and elegant literature. Here it appears that he found delight and advantage; for he continued his name in the book ten years, though he took no degree. After the first four years he put on the Civi. lian's gown, but without shewing any intention to engage in the profession.
About the time when he went to Oxford, the death of his grandmother devolved his affairs to the care of the reverend Mr. Dolman of Brome in Staffordshire, whose attention he always mentioned with gratitude.
At Oxford he employed himself upon English poetry; and in 1737 published a small Miscellany, without his name.
He then for a time wandered about, to acquaint himself with life ; and was sometimes at London, sometimes at Bath, or any other place of publick resort; but he did not forget his poetry. He published in 1740 his “ Judgement of Hercules," addressed to Mr. Lyttelton, whose interest he supported with great warmth at an election : this was two years afterwards followed by the “School-mistress.”
Mr. Dolman, to whose care he was indebted for his ease and leisure, died in 1745, and the care of his own fortune now fell upon him. He tried to escape it a while, and lived at his house with his tenants, who were distantly related; but, finding that imperfect possession inconvenient, he took the whole estate into his own hands, more to the improvement of its beauty than the increase of its produce.
Now was excited his delight in rural pleasures, and his ambition of rural elegance: he began from this time to point his prospects, to diversify his surface, to entangle his walks, and to wind his waters; which he did with such judgement and such fancy, as made his little domain the envy of the great, and the admiration of the skilful; a place to be visited by travellers, and copied by designers. Whether to plant a walk in undulating curves, and to place a bench at every turn where there is an object to catch the view; to make water run where it will be heard, and to stagnate where it will be seen; to leave intervals where the eye will be pleased, and to thicken the plantation where there is something to be hidden, demands any great powers of mind, I will not enquire; perhaps a sullen and surly speculator may think such performances rather the sport than the business of human reason. But it must be at least confessed, that to embellish the form of nature is an innocent amusement; and some praise must be allowed by the most supercilious observer to him, who does best what such multitudes are contending to do well.
1 Johnson's College, of which he said, “ Sir, we are a nest of singing birds.” Boswell's Johnson, vol. i. p. 43.
This praise was the praise of Shenstone ; but, like all other modes of felicity, it was not enjoyed without its abatements. Lyttelton was his neighbour and his rival, whose empire, spacious and opulent, looked with disdain on the petty State that appeared behind it. For a while the inhabitants of Hagley affected to tell their acquaintance of the little fellow that was trying to make himself admired; but when by degrees the Leasowes forced themselves into notice, they took care to defeat the curiosity which they could not suppress, by conducting their visitants perversely to inconvenient points of view, and introducing them at the wrong end of a walk to detect a deception ; injuries of which Shenstone would heavily complain. Where there is emulation there will be vanity, and where there is vanity there will be folly. The pleasure of Shenstone was all in his eye; he valued
valued merely for its looks; nothing raised his indignation more than to ask if there were any fishes in his water.
His house was mean, and he did not improve it ; his care was of his grounds. When he came home from his walks he might find his floors flooded by a shower through the broken roof; but could spare no money for its reparation.
In time his expences brought clamours about him, that overpowered the lamb's bleat and the linnet's song; and his groves were haunted by beings very different from fawns and fairies. He spent his estate in adorning it, and his death was probably hastened by his anxieties. He was a lamp that spent its oil in blazing. It is said, that if he had lived a little longer he would have been assisted by a pension : such bounty could not have been ever more properly bestowed; but that it was ever asked is not certain ; it is too certain that it never was enjoyed.
He died at Leasowes,' of a putrid fever, about five on Friday morning, February 11, 1763; and was buried by the side of his brother in the church-yard of HalesOwen.
He was never married, though he might have obtained the lady, whoever she was, to whom his “ Pastoral Ballad” was addressed. He is represented by his friend Dodsley as a man of great tenderness and generosity, kind to all that were within his influence; but, if once offended, not easily appeased; inattentive to economy, and careless of his expences; in his person larger than the middle size, with something clumsy in his form ; very negligent of his cloaths, and remarkable for wearing his grey hair in a particular manner;
for he held that the fashion was no rule
* Mr. Cunningham here gives a long extract from a letter of Bishop Percy, giving a very different account of Shenstone's house and gardens, and adds, “I have heard Mr. Rogers (the poet) speak most highly of the beauty of the Leasowes, as he in his youth remembered the“ ferme ornée."
2 Johnson visited the Leasowes in 1774. Boswell's Johnson, vol. v.