Sam Johnson Essay, Research Paper
Samuel Johnson
Born: September 18, 1709 in Lichfield, Staffordshire, England
Died: December 13, 1784 in Bolt Court, England
Nationality: British
Occupation: Poet, Playwright, Journalist, Essayist, Critic
Source: Concise Dictionary of British Literary Biography, Volume 2: Writers of the
Restoration and Eighteenth Century, 1660-1789. Gale Research, 1992.
Table of Contents
Biographical Essay
Further Readings
Works
Although Johnson’s output of writing was enormous, only a relatively small
amount of manuscript material has survived. The largest holding is in the
Hyde Collection, Four Oaks Farm, Somerville, New Jersey, which
incorporates the collection of R. B. Adam, described in four volumes (The R.
B. Adam Library Relating to Dr. Samuel Johnson and His Era, 1929-1930);
important holdings are in other private collections. The Yale University
Library, the British Library, the Bodleian Library, the library of Pembroke
College, Oxford, and the Johnson Birthplace Museum, Lichfield, have
important manuscripts. A useful guide is J. D. Fleeman, A Preliminary
Handlist of Documents and Manuscripts of Samuel Johnson (Oxford
Bibliographical Society Occasional Publications, no. 7, 1967). This does not
include the locations of manuscripts of Johnson’s letters, which are listed in
R. W. Chapman’s edition of the letters (1952). A forthcoming new edition
of the letters, in five volumes, will include newly discovered letters and new
locations of previously known ones.
BIOGRAPHICAL ESSAY
Samuel Johnson–poet, dramatist, journalist, satirist, biographer, essayist, lexicographer,
editor, translator, critic, parliamentary reporter, political writer, story writer, sermon writer,
travel writer and social anthropologist, prose stylist, conversationalist,
Christian–dominates the eighteenth-century English literary scene as his contemporary,
the equally versatile and prolific Voltaire, dominates that of France. Perhaps more:
Voltaire had redoubtable rivals during his lifetime, Jean-Jacques Rousseau and Denis
Diderot; Johnson had none. Alexander Pope, a greater poet (though Johnson was a fine
one), and Jonathan Swift, a greater satirist (though Johnson’s skill as a satirist has been
underestimated), had died in the 1740s; Joseph Addison and Richard Steele, Johnson’s
precursors as popular essayists, still earlier. When Johnson’s name began to be known,
not long after the deaths of Swift and Pope, no challenger arose during the next forty
years for the title of preeminent English man of letters.
That period has often been called the Age of Johnson. To be sure, he had notable
contemporaries–Edmund Burke, David Hume, Edward Gibbon–but their literary abilities,
formidable as they were, moved in a narrower circle of concerns. Henry Fielding, Samuel
Richardson, and Laurence Sterne received and deserve great acclaim as the founding
fathers of the English novel, but their contributions to other areas of writing are less
noteworthy. Almost as prolific as Johnson and as varied in his interests was Horace
Walpole, who sometimes expressed aristocratic disdain for the lowborn Johnson, though
he never seems to have impinged greatly on Johnson’s consciousness. Walpole might be
argued to have made a greater impact than Johnson on the following century, in the
form of those somewhat dubious legacies the “Gothic” romance and Victorian
pseudo-Gothic architecture. But no one has ever suggested calling the later eighteenth
century “the Age of Horace Walpole.” It is not surprising that the standard bibliographies
of studies in eighteenth-century English literature show Johnson to have been their most
popular subject, followed at some distance by Swift and Pope, and at a longer one by
Fielding, Daniel Defoe, John Dryden, and William Blake, with Walpole an also ran.
Johnson’s origins were humble, and much of his life was spent in not so genteel poverty.
He once boasted, in reply to a complaint that he advocated preserving class distinctions,
that he could hardly tell who his grandfather was. That grandfather seems to have been
a small tenant farmer or day laborer, one William Johnson. William’s son Michael,
Samuel’s father, was assisted by a charitable society to become apprenticed as a
stationer. After serving his time he set up as a bookseller and, in a small way, publisher
in the Midlands cathedral city of Lichfield. For a time he prospered, and attained minor
civic office. In the poignant small fragment of an autobiography that has survived,
Samuel recorded Michael’s joy at his birth: “When he [the obstetrician] had me in his
arms, he said, ‘Here is a brave boy.’ … My father being that year Sheriff of Lichfield, and
to ride the circuit of the County the next day, he was asked by my mother, ‘Whom he
would invite to the Riding?’ and answered ‘All the town now.’”
Michael had married late. He was fifty-two and his wife forty when their first son was born
on 18 September 1709 (N. S.). She was Sarah Ford, of a family of tradesmen and small
landholders who thought themselves socially superior to the lowly Johnsons. “My father
and mother had not much happiness from each other,” Samuel recorded. “They seldom
conversed, for my father could not bear to talk of his affairs, and my mother, being
unacquainted with books, cared not to talk of any thing else.” In spite of her no doubt
strongly expressed advice, Michael’s business deteriorated, and he died in the poverty
from which he had briefly arisen. Sarah then took over the bookshop and ran it
competently for the rest of her life. It was not a happy family. Sarah’s bourgeois values
were at odds with Michael’s and Samuel’s more intellectual interests, and recent scholars
have attributed some of Samuel’s later psychological problems to her lack of
understanding or affection for the boy. A younger brother, Nathanael, seems to have
suffered also; almost all that is known of him is a pathetic letter to Sarah written when he
was twenty four, accusing Samuel of turning his mother against him and giving a most
gloomy picture of his own prospects. He died shortly afterward, and suicide has been
suspected.
From childhood Samuel suffered from various physical ailments that plagued him
throughout his life–near blindness in one eye, the tubercular infection scrofula (the
“King’s Evil,” which even the royal touch of Queen Anne failed to cure), a persistent
uncontrollable tic. But he grew up to be a strong, muscular man: his height of six feet
was unusual in the eighteenth century, and, when he first sought employment in London
as a writer, he was once advised rather to hire himself out as a public porter. He received
the standard classical education in Latin and Greek at Lichfield grammar school, where he
was regarded as something of a prodigy. He said that he caught his first enthusiasm for
literature when, as a boy, searching for a cache of apples he thought Nathanael had
hidden behind a shelf of books in their father’s shop, he came across a volume of
Petrarch (no doubt in Latin), and became so absorbed in it that he forgot about the
apples. When he was sixteen, he transferred to the grammar school in nearby
Stourbridge, where some of his Ford relations lived, and later paid tribute to the influence
of his cousin Cornelius Ford, a polished intellectual, who encouraged the boy’s love of
books and ambition to write. While there, he began to compose boyish
poetry–translations of Horace’s odes, conventional love poems to young ladies, even
one, the earliest that has survived, “On a Daffodil.”
When he was seventeen, he returned to Lichfield and put in two no doubt reluctant years
working in the bookshop, where, however, he had the opportunity to devour much of its
contents; he later said that he knew almost as much at eighteen as he did when he was
in his fifties. The lad’s learning and promise caused him to be taken up by the cultured
Gilbert Walmesley, an official of the ecclesiastical court of the diocese, who used to invite
Johnson and another younger Lichfield lad, the lively David Garrick, to dine with him and
who encouraged Johnson’s intellectual interests. Two years later a small legacy from a
relation of Mrs. Johnson’s enabled Samuel to enroll in Oxford University, where many of
his less brilliant but more affluent schoolmates had already gone. When he entered
Pembroke College, the breadth of the young man’s reading is said to have made an
impression on the dons. But the thirteen months he spent there before the money ran
out were hardly successful ones. He found his tutors incompetent, and instead of
attending lectures spent his time in such amusements as sliding on the ice and
encouraging his fellow undergraduates in rebellious indiscipline. “I was rude and violent,”
he later said. “It was bitterness which they mistook for frolic. I was miserably poor, and I
thought to fight my way by my literature and wit.” Nevertheless it was at Oxford that he
composed his first published work, a translation into Latin verse of Pope’s long poem
Messiah that appeared in a collection edited by an Oxford don (1731). Pope said it was
so well done that it would be hard to tell whether his or the anonymous translator’s was
the original–a great compliment from the greatest poet of his time.
Leaving without a degree, Johnson returned to Lichfield for another two years, doing just
what, no one knows–probably reading further in the bookshop and quarreling with the
rest of his uncongenial family. Michael died in 1731, and presumably Samuel was told
that he no longer need expect to be supported by the small income from the shop. He
held one miserable teaching job for a few months and applied unsuccessfully for others
where he was rejected because it was thought his strange appearance would cause him to
be laughed at by the pupils. He went to live with a former schoolfellow in Birmingham,
where he found occasional employment on the local newspaper, and published a set of
proposals (1734, nonextant) for an edition of the poetry of the Italian Renaissance writer
Politian, with a life of Politian, and a history of Renaissance Latin poetry from Petrarch to
Politian. Nothing came of this, but a windfall of sorts was a commission to translate from
the French A Voyage to Abyssinia by the Portuguese Jesuit Jer?nimo Lobo, with additional
essays on the geography and customs of the country by Joachim Le Grand.
Published in 1735, this first book of Johnson’s is of considerable interest. In the early
seventeenth century, Portugal, in order to make its trade routes to India more secure,
sponsored a Jesuit missionary expedition to Ethiopia, in the hope of converting its rulers
from their ancient and, as the Jesuits thought, corrupt form of Christianity to Roman
Catholicism and hence to bring the country more firmly under Portuguese influence. Lobo
and Le Grand give a vivid account of this nearly unknown part of the world, supposedly
the land of Prester John and the mysterious source of the Nile. Johnson’s preface dwells
on two themes that were to recur in his later work: he compliments Lobo on the honesty
with which he, unlike other travel writers, has “described things as he saw them … copied
nature from the life … consulted his senses, not his imagination,” and he condemns the
Portuguese and the Jesuits for trying to impose by force European domination on
indigenous peoples, and justifying that force in the name of Christianity. The book had
stirred up a heated controversy in Europe: Protestants maintained that the Ethiopian
church was as legitimate a branch of Christianity as Roman Catholicism, perhaps even a
purer one. Johnson makes it clear that he is on the Protestant side. His work is “by no
means a translation, but an epitome”: he does much skillful condensation and
adaptation, often toning down the Catholic expressions in the text. His version runs to
four hundred pages; for it young Johnson received five guineas (around two hundred
dollars in present United States currency).
While living in Birmingham, Johnson met the merchant Henry Porter and his wife
Elizabeth, n?e Jervis. Harry Porter died in September 1734, and on 9 July 1735 Johnson
married his widow. Many eyebrows have been raised at this marriage between a
penniless youth of twenty five and a widow of forty-five with three fatherless children
(after the wedding the children went to live with other relatives). But Johnson always
praised her intellect and her beauty, and she was evidently intelligent enough to
recognize the quality of Johnson’s mind; at her death eighteen years later, he was
devastated. She brought with her some six hundred pounds from her marriage
settlement, and with it Johnson opened a boarding school at Edial, close to Lichfield. It
attracted only a few pupils, one of them being David Garrick. It soon closed, and
Johnson, having tried in vain to earn a living in the Midlands by the use of his pen and
his brains, decided to try his fate in the larger arena of London.
On 2 March 1737, Johnson, accompanied by young Garrick, set out to cover the hundred
miles or so to London. They could afford only one horse and used the old method of
“riding and tying.” For the next twenty-five years Johnson was to earn a precarious living
in London with his pen. Earlier he had written to Edward Cave, the enterprising publisher
who had founded the first periodical to use the title “Magazine,” the monthly Gentleman’s
Magazine. The word means simply a storehouse, and at first Cave’s periodical consisted
mostly of reprinted pieces from other London journals. It was to continue publication
from 1731 to 1907, an astonishingly long life. Johnson suggested that there were
numerous improvements that could be made to it if he were to contribute. Cave did not
reply to this cheeky letter, but, after Johnson approached him in London, he began to
use Johnson’s services as a writer and used them more and more as time went on; there
are times when Johnson seems to have been virtually in editorial control of the journal.
Johnson’s long involvement with journalism is the most undeservedly neglected part of
his career. He was one of its pioneers; after he joined Cave’s staff, the Gentleman’s was
transformed into the prototype of the modern intellectual magazine, providing for the
educated but not specialist reader a broad and thoughtful overview of events of current
intellectual interest, reviewing important new books and printing original articles on the
political scene, new literature, advances in science, religious controversy, and much else.
Johnson contributed to its regular feature “Foreign History,” reporting news from
European capitals, battles in the War of the Austrian Succession, a massacre in Java, a
coup d’?tat in Persia. He initiated a “Foreign Books” feature, reporting literary events in
Europe. He did some “investigative reporting,” uncovering the literary frauds of William
Lauder, as he was later to do with “the Cock Lane ghost” affair and James Macpherson’s
“Ossian” imposture. In time he came to be regarded as the pundit of journalism, and
was called on to write the opening manifestos for many new periodicals, in which he had
wise things to say about the journalist’s responsibility for the education of the thinking
public, the need for truth in news reporting, the importance of timely correction or
retraction of reports that have proved erroneous, and the dangers from fraudulent
advertising.
The 1738 numbers of the Gentleman’s carried, as well as some short pieces of verse by
Johnson, his “Life of Sarpi.” Paolo Sarpi’s great History of the Council of Trent (1619), a
classic of historiography, recounts, from an antipapal point of view, the events of this
famous “ecumenical” council of the Roman Catholic church which, from 1545 to 1563,
attempted to meet the growing challenge of Protestantism by tightening discipline and
doctrine in the church. Sarpi was one of many Catholics who opposed the increase in
centralized control. His much admired history had been translated into French, and Cave
published a prospectus for a translation of this work into English by Johnson, who in fact
completed a sizable portion of it. But a competing translation was announced, and
Cave’s project was abandoned. Johnson’s succinct “Life” is presumably an attempt to
salvage something from the project. Johnson’s involvement with the History of the Council