1832: May 30: Died, JOHN TAYLOR, who had been for more than forty years connected with the public press of the metropolis, and much with the theatrical world. He was the grandson of the famous chevalier John Taylor, oculist to the principal sovereigns of Europe, and son to John Taylor, many years oculist to George III. and horn at Highgate. He attached himself very early in life to the periodical press, and about 1770, was connected with the Morning Herald, when under the management of the rev. Bate Dudley. Some years afterwards he became part-proprietor and editor of the Sun, a daily evening paper, but was deprived of his property in that paper by the misconduct of a deceased partner. He was at one time invested with the editorship of the Morning Post, under rather curious circumstances. He was the author of the Stage, Sonnets, Odes, Prologues, Epilogues, Episodes, Tales, Elegies, end Epitaphs.
The following lines, which are at once happy in themselves, and characterized by that prosopopoeia in which the departed reminiscent and poet himself so freely indulged
BY GEORGE COLMAN THE YOUNGER.:
Nine tailors (as the proverb goes)
Make but one man, though many clothes;
But thou sit not, we know, like those,
No — thou can'st make, on Candour's plan,
Two of thyself (how few that can!) The critic and the gentleman.
Mr. Taylor was by nature a ready man, of bright parts, but perhaps too volatile for profound study. Conversation was therefore his library in a great degree; — He had a vein of poetical ore, not of the greatest possible value; but current enough, and he used it liberally on all occasions. If with Dryden he kept a shop of commodities — he sent out his hasty tributes among his friends like his namesake in Prior's poem, as signs of benevolence.
His jug was to the ringers carried
Whoever either died or married.