evenness of temper in all scenes of life; of that great discernment in discovering, and readiness in favouring deserving men, with forty other common topics, I confess I have neither conscience nor countenance to do it. Because there is no virtue, either of a public or private life, which some circumstances of your own have not often produced upon the stage of the world; and those few which, for want of occasions to exert them, might otherwise have passed unseen or unobserved by your friends, your enemies have at length brought to light.

It is true, I should be very loth that the bright example of your Lordship's virtues should be lost to after-ages, both for their sake and your own, but chiefly because they will be so very necessary to adorn the history of a late reign; and that is another reason why I would forbear to make a recital of them here, because I have been told by wise men, that as dedications have run for some years past, a good historian will not be apt to have recourse thither in search of characters.

In 1701 Lord Somers was impeached by the Commons, who, either finding their proofs defective, or, for other reasons, delayed coming to trial, and the Lords thereupon proceeded to the trial without them, and acquitted him.-Hawkes.

+ King William's, whose memory he defended in the House of Lords against some invidious reflections of the Earl of Nottingham. -Hawkes.

There is one point wherein I think we dedicators would do well to change our measures; I mean, instead of running on so far upon the praise of our patrons' liberality, to spend a word or two in admiring their patience. I can put no greater compliment on your Lordship's, than by giving you so ample an occasion to exercise it at present. Though perhaps I shall not be apt to reckon much merit to your Lordship upon that score, who having been formerly used to tedious harangues,* sometimes to as little purpose, will be the readier to pardon this, especially when it is offered by one who is, with all respect and veneration,-My LORD,

Your Lordship's most obedient

And most faithful servant,

THE BOOKSELLER.

* Sir John Somers was Attorney-General, then made Lord Keeper of the Seals in 1692, and Lord High Chancellor and Baron of Evesham in April 1697.—Hawkes.

THE

BOOKSELLER TO THE READER.

*

It is now six years since these papers came first to my hand, which seems to have been about a twelvemonth after they were written. For the author tells us in his preface to the first treatise, that he had calculated it for the year 1697, and in several passages of that discourse, as well as the second, it appears they were written about that time.

As to the author, I can give no manner of satisfaction; however, I am credibly informed that this publication is without his knowledge, for he concludes the copy is lost, having lent it to a person since dead, and being never in possession of it after. So that whether the work received his last hand, or whether he intended to fill up the defective places, is like to remain a secret.

If I should go about to tell the reader by what

*The Tale of a Tub was first published in 1704.—Hawkes.

accident I became master of these papers it would in this unbelieving age pass for little more than the cant or jargon of the trade. I therefore gladly spare both him and myself so unnecessary a trouble. There yet remains a difficult question why I published them no sooner. I forebore upon two accounts: first, because I thought I had better work upon my hands; and secondly, because I was not without some hope of hearing from the author, and receiving his directions. But I have been lately alarmned with intelligence of a surreptitious copy, which a certain great wit had new polished and refined, or, as our present writers express themselves, fitted to the humour of the age, as they have already done with great felicity to Don Quixote, Boccalini, La Bruyere, and other authors. However, I thought it fairer dealing to offer the whole work in its naturals. If any gentleman will please to furnish me with a key, in order to explain the more difficult parts, I shall very gratefully acknowledge the favour, and print it by itself.

THE EPISTLE DEDICATORY.

TO HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS

PRINCE POSTERITY.*

SIR, I here present your Highness with the fruits of a very few leisure hours stolen from the short intervals of a world of business, and of an employment quite alien from such amusements as this: the poor production of that refuse of time which has lain heavy upon my hands during a long prorogation of

The citation out of Irena which originally appeared in the titlepage to the Tale of a Tub, &c., and is here suppressed, seems to be all gibberish; it is a form of initiation, used anciently by the Marcosian heretics.-W. Wotton.

It is the usual style of decried writers to appeal to Posterity, who is here represented as a prince in his nonage, and Time as his governor ; and the author begins in a way very frequent with him, by personating other writers, who sometimes offer such reasons and excuses for publishing their works as they ought chiefly to conceal and be ashamed of.