Thomas Campbell
Thomas Babington Macaulay, Journal, 12 December 1848; Moulton, Library of Literary Criticism (1901-05) 5:443-44.
I looked at the life of Campbell by a foolish Dr. Beattie; a glorious specimen of the book-making of this age. Campbell may have written in all his life three hundred good lines, rather less than more. His letters, his conversation, were mere trash. A life such as Johnson has written of Shenstone, or Akenside, would have been quite long enough for the subject; but here are three mortal volumes.