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towards the maintenance of Elizabeth Merne, a lunatic. I also give and bequeath to my god-children, the son and daughter of Mauritius Low, painter, each of them one hundred pounds of my stock in the three per cent. consolidated annuities, to be applied and disposed of by and at the discretion of my executors, in the education or settlement in the world of them my said legatees. I also give and bequeath to Sir John Hawkins, one of my executors, the Annales Ecclesiastici of Baronius and Hollingshed; and Stowe's Chronicles; and also an octavo Common Prayer Book, To Bennet Langton, Esq. I give and bequeath my Polyglot Bible. To Sir Joshua Reynolds, my great French Dictionary, by Martiniere, and my own copy of my folio English Dictionary of the last revision. To Dr. William Scott, one of my executors, the Dictionaire de Commerce, and Lectius's edition of the Greek Poets. To Mr. Wyndham, Poeta Greci Heroici, per Henricum Stephanum. To the Rev. Mr. Strahan, Vicar of Islington, in the county of Middlesex, Mills's Greck Testament, Beza's Greek Testament, by Stephens, all my Latin Bibles, and my Greek Bible, by Wechelius. To Dr. Heberden, Dr. Brocklesby, Dr. Butter, Mr. Cruikshanks, the Surgeon who attended me, Mr. Holder, my Apothecary, Gerard Hamilton, Esq. Mrs. Gardiner, of Snow-hill, Mrs. Frances Reynolds, Mr. Hoole, and the Rev. Mr. Hoole, his son, each a book, at their election, to keep as a token of remembrance. I also give and bequeath to Mr. John des Moulins, two hundred pounds consolidated three per cent. annuities; and to Mr. Sastres, the Italian Master, the sum of five pounds, to be laid out in books of piety for his own use. And whereas the said Bennet Langton hath agreed, in consideration of the sum of seven hundred and fifty pounds, mentioned in my will to be in his hands, to grant and secure an annuity of seventy pounds, payable during the life of me and my servant, Francis Barber, and the life of the survivor of us, to Mr. George Stubbs, in trust for us; my mind and will is, that in case of my decease be fore the said agreement shall be perfected, the said sum of seven hundred and fifty pounds, and the bond for securing the said sum, shall go to the said Francis Barber;
and I hereby give and bequeath to him the same, in lieu of the bequest in his favour contained in my said will. And I hereby empower my said Executors to deduct and retain all expences that shall or may be incurred in the execution of my said will, or of this codicil thereto, out of such estate and effects as I shall die possessed of. All the rest, residue, and remainder of my estate and effects, I give and bequeath to my said Executors, in trust for the said Francis Barber, his executors and administrators. Witness my hand and seal this ninth day of December, 1784.
SAMUEL JOHNSON, (L. S.)
Signed, seated, published, declared, and delivered by the said Samuel Johnson, as and for a codicil to his last will and testament, in the presence of us, who in his_presence, and at his request, and also in the presence of each other, have hereunto subscribed our names as witnesses. JOHN COPLEY. WILLIAM GIBSON.. HENRY COTE.
Proved at London, with a codicil, the sixteenth of December, 1784, before the worshipful George Harris, Doctor of Laws, and Surrogate, by the oath of Sir Joshua Reynolds, Knight, Sir John Hawkins, Knight, and William Scott, Doctor of Laws, the Executors named` in the will, to whom administration was granted, having been first sworn duly to administer.
Dec. 13, 1784.
Dr. DODD's SPEECH,
Delivered in Court, on Friday, the 16th of May, 1777, previous to his receiving Sentence of Death.
WRITTEN by Dr. JOHNSON.
I now stand before you a dreadful example of human infirmity. I entered upon publick life with the expectations common to young men, whose education has been liberal, and whose abilities have been flattered; and when I became a clergyman, considered myself as not impairing the dignity of the order. I was not an idle, nor, I hope, an useless minister. I taught the truths of Christianity with the zeal of conviction, and the authority of innocence. My labours were approved, my pulpit became popular; and I have reason to believe, that of those who heard me, some have been preserved from sin, and some have been reclaimed. Condescend, my Lord, to think, if these considerations aggravate my crime, how much must they embitter my punishment!
Being distinguished and elated by the confidence of mankind, I had too much confidence in myself; and, thinking my integrity what others thought it, established in sincerity, and fortified by religion, I did not consider the danger of vanity, nor suspect the deceitfulness of my own heart. The day of conflict came, in which temptation surprised and overwhelmed me. I committed the crime, which I entreat your Lordship to believe that my conscience hourly, represents to me in its full bulk of mischief and malignity. Many have been overpowered by temptation, who are now among the penitent in heaven.
To an act now waiting the decision of vindictive justice, I will not presume to oppose the counterbalance of almost thirty years (a great part of the life of man) passed in exciting and exercising charity; in relieving such
such distresses as I now feel, in administering those consolations which I now want. I will not otherwise extenuate my offence, than by declaring, what many circumstances make probable, that I did not intend to be finally fraudulent. Nor will it become me to apportion my punishment, by alleging that my sufferings have been not much less than my guilt. I have fallen from reputation, which ought to have made me cautious; and from a fortune which ought to have given me content. I am sunk at once into poverty and scorn; my name and my crime fill the ballads in the streets, the sport of the thoughtless, and the triumph of the wicked.
It may seem strange that, remembering what I have lately been, I should still wish to continue what I am. But contempt of death, how speciously soever it might mingle with Heathen virtues, has nothing suitable to Christian penitence. Many motives impel me to beg. earnestly for life. I feel the natural horror of a violent death, and the universal dread of untimely dissolution.. I am desirous of recompensing the injury I have done to the clergy, to the world, and to religion; and to efface the scandal of my crime by the example of my repentance. But, above all, I wish to die with thoughts more composed, and calmer preparation. The gloom of a prison, the anxiety of a trial, and the inevitable vicissitudes of passion, leave the mind little disposed to the holy exercises of prayer and self-examination. Let not a little time be denied me, in which I may, by meditation and contrition, be prepared to stand at the tribunal of Omnipotence, and support the presence of that Judge, who shall distribute to all according to their works, "who will receive to pardon the repenting sinner, and from whom the merciful shall obtain mercy.
For these reasons, amidst shame and misery, I yet wish to live, and most humbly intreat, that I may be recommended by your Lordship to the clemency of his Majesty.
A SERMON, written by DR. JOHNSON,
And preached by DR. DODD, before his Fellow-
My dear and unhappy Fellow Prisoners,
CONSIDERING my peculiar circumstances and situation, I cannot think myself justified, if I do not deliver to you, in sincere Christian love, some of my serious thoughts on our present awful state.
In the sixteenth chapter of the Acts of the Apostles, you read a memorable story respecting Paul and Silas, who, for preaching the Gospel, were cast by the magistrates into prison, verse 23,-" and, after having received many stripes, were committed to the gaoler, with a strict charge to keep them safely. Accordingly he thrust them into the inner prison, and made their feet fast in the stocks. At midnight, Paul and Silas, supported by the testimony of a good conscience, prayed and sang praises to God, and the prisoners heard them: and suddenly there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken; and immediately all the doors were opened, and every one's chains were loosed. The keeper of the prison, awaking out of his sleep, and seeing the prison doors open, in the greatest distress, as might well be imagined, drew his sword, and would have killed himself, supposing that the prisoners were fled. But Paul cried with a loud voice, do thyself no harm, for we are all here. The keeper, calling for a light, and finding his prisoners thus freed from their bonds by the imperceptible agency of divine power, was irresistably convinced that these men were not offenders against the law, but martyrs to the truth: he sprang in, therefore, and came trembling, and fell down before Paul and Silas, and brought them out, and said, SIRS, WHAT MUST I DO TO BE SAVED?"
What must I do to be saved? is the important question, which it becomes every human being to study from the first hour of reason to the last: but which we, my fellow prisoners, ought to consider with particular diligence and intenseness of meditation. Had it not been forgotten