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LEINSTER 19
rival, was a Dublin artist -craftsman; glass -cutting,
silversmiths' work, all these things furnished men
with infinite skill of hand and grace of design.
Within twenty years after the Union all these things
had vanished like a dream.
Except Guinness's stout, the nineteenth century
has little to show that is local and characteristic and
excellent. It can best afford to be judged by Foley's
admirable statues of our Irish worthies. Burke and
Goldsmith stand outside Trinity College, to which they
belonged— though poor Goldsmith had even less cause
than Swift to love the stepmother of his studies.
Doubtless Goldsmith was not easily distinguished from
the ruck of troublesome undergraduates, and that dig-
nity with which the sculptor has invested his odd and
appealing ugliness was not evident except to the eye
of genius. Grattan holds the centre of College Green,
a dominating figure near those walls which he filled
with stately eloquence. O'Connell, the great tribune
of a later day, stands lifted on an elaborate monument
in the street, and facing the bridge, which now bear
his name—at the other end of that broad promenade
and thoroughfare (which part of Ireland still calls
Sackville Street, not so much out of love for a for-
gotten Viceroy as out of dislike to the change) there
will stand from 191 1 onwards a newer memorial to
a later leader—the monument which Augustus Saint