In our whole poetical biography there are no lives so melancholy and so instructive as those of Lloyd and Churchill. The two friends ran in a similar career, and each at starting bade fair for the honours of the race, but these are given less to the swift than the industrious. They began with despising and ridiculing that cautiousness
which in fools supplies,
And amply so, the place of being wise.
and they forgot even prudence. Lloyd's high and brilliant spirit revolted at an Ushership at Westminster, to the duties of which he could not conform even with decency. He afterwards followed Literature as a trade, and after all the miseries incidental to such a trade, he ended his days in the Fleet Prison, his death being accelerated by that of his friend and benefactor Churchill.