nor amongst the early friends of mr. burney must ever be omitted that learned, ingenious, most poetical, but most unfortunate son of apollo, kit smart; whom mr. burney always was glad to see, and active to serve; though whatever belonged to that hapless poet seemed to go in constant deterioration; his affairs and his senses annually and palpably darkening together; and nothing, unhappily, flourishing in the attempts made for his relief, save the friendship of mr. burney; in speaking of which in a letter, kit smart touchingly says: “i bless god for your good nature, which please to take for a receipt.”