You know Oldham's poetry, which was once so popular as to go through six editions and is now forgotten? I read it because it abuses Jesuits. There is an ode on the death of Charles Morwent, which carries the Cowley manner to higher perfection than Cowley. This ode I have abridged, by omitting the flatter passages, and transmitted it to Dr. Aikin for insertion in the Magazine. He rejects it because it is extract. Shall I send it to G. C. Bedford? it seems to me the very thing for your specimens.