And dragon-flies sported around and cavorted, / As poets say dragon-flies ought to do; […]

It was not a suicide! He was murdered in cold blood.

This sweetful day will all be lost[…]Come lovley Jenny haste away / Quickly come make no delay / Come & view these sweetful flowers / Nurs’d by Aprils softest showers / Haste & greet their happy shade / Soon they’l wither soon they’l fade / Then haste my dearest haste away / Come & taste the sweets of May

If Doctor Johnson, that stilted and accomplished stylist, had lacked the sacred Boswell, what should we have known of him?