I have also assisted my friend Hull the comedian in altering the Tragedy of Rosamond; had it brought upon the stage to a full house at Birmingham, where it was very well received; put Hull into a way of making an indirect compliment to the present King in the ten last lines of his Epilogue, which was followed by "God save great George," &c. in a full chorus of the audience and actors drawn out abreast upon the stage.
Since this, there has been deposited in my hands a large collection of Poetry, by a Miss Wheatly of Walsall: many of the pieces written in an excellent and truly classical style; simple, sentimental, harmonious, and more correct than I almost ever saw written by a lady. They will be published, I believe, by subscription, under the patronage of Lord Dartmouth.
But nothing in the poetical way has pleased me better than a compliment which I received about nine days ago, by the post, under the feigned name of Cotswouldia. — She must be some Gloucestershire lady that has seen the place; as she raises up a Fairy in my grove, into whose mouth she puts the compliment. It seems written by somebody of fashion by the style. — Can you form any conjecture?