Then came Churchill, the first edition of whose Rosciad was excellent, and not less impartial than striking. Subsequent editions were less so, and contained pieces of favoritism illiberal and unjust. His subsequent poems were very inferior except against Scotsmen, The Prophesy of Famine, which was very good; it moved, foolishly enough, the bile of Dr. Beattie so much as to make him publish a furious invective against Churchill after his death, on which I addressed a somewhat angry copy of verses addressed to the Doctor in an Edinburgh newspaper, which I have forgotten and I have no copy. Churchill's dissipation, which he had the folly to vindicate, brought him to an untimely end. Johnson spoke contemptuously of him, which produced a poem against the Doctor under the name of Pomposo.