Garth And Rowe


DOCTOR GARTH, who used frequently to go to the Wit's Coffee House, the

Cocoa-Tree, in St. James's Street, was sitting there one morning

conversing with two persons of rank, when Rowe, the poet, who was seldom

very attentive to his dress and appearance, but still insufferably vain

of being noticed by persons of consequence, entered. Placing himself in

a box nearly opposite to that in which the doctor sat, he looked

constantly round with a view of catching his eye; but not succeeding, he

desired the waiter to ask him for his snuff-box, which he knew to be a

valuable one, set with diamonds, and the present of some foreign prince.

After taking a pinch, he returned the box, but asked for it again so

repeatedly, that Garth, who knew him well, perceived the drift, and

taking from his pocket a pencil, wrote on the lid the two Greek

characters, [Greek: Ph R] (phi, rho) Fie! Rowe! The poet was so

mortified, that he quitted the room immediately.



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