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invention but in Defamation *, and charge him with felling another man's labours printed with his own name +? Fye, niy Lord, you forget yourself. He printed not his name before a line of the person's you mention; that person himself has told you and all the world in the book itself, what part he had in it, as may be seen at the conclusion of his notes to the Odysfey. I can only suppose your Lordship (not having at that time forgot your Greek) defpis'd to look upon the Translation ; and ever since entertain’d too mean an Opinion of the Translator to cast an eye upon it. Besides, 'my Lord, when you said he fold another man's works, you ought in justice to have added that he bought them, which very much alters the Cafe. What he gave him was five hundred pounds: his receipt can be produced to your Lordship. 'I dare not affirm he was as well paid as some Writers (much his inferiors) have been since; but your Lordship will reflect that I am no man of Quality, either to buy or sell scribling so high: and that I have neither Place, Pension, nor Power to reward for secret Services. It canot be, that one of your rank can have the least Envy to such an author as l; but were that posible, it were much better gratify'd by employing not your own, but some of those low and ignoble pens to do you this mean office I dare engage you'll have them for less than I gave Mr Broom, if your friends have not rais'd the market:

to his eternal shame, Prov'd he can ne'er invent but to defame, + And Cold Broom's labours printed with Pope's Name, p. 7.

Let them drive the bargain for you, my Lord; and you may depend on seeing, every day in the week, as many (and now and then as pretty) Verses, as there of your Lordship.

And would it not be full as well, that my poor person should be abus'd by them, as by one of your rank and quality ? Cannot Curl do the same? nay has he not done it before your Lordship, in the same kind of Language, and almost the same words? I cannot but think, the worthy and discreet Clergyman himself will agree, it is improper, nay unchristian, to expose the personal defects of our brother: that both such perfect forms as yours, and such unfortunate ones as mine, proceed from the hand of the famne Maker ; who fashioneth his Veffels as he pleaseth, and that it is not from their Shape we can tell whether they are made for honour or dishonour. In a word, he would teach you Charity to your greatest enemies; of which num. ber, my Lord, I cannot be reckon'd, fince, tho'a Poet, I was never your flatterer.

Next, my Lord, as to the Obfcurity * of my Birth, (a reflection copy'd also from Mr Curl and his brethren) I am forry to be obliged to fuch a presumption as to name my Family in the same leaf with

your

Lord. Aip's: but

my

Father had the honour in one instance to resemble you, for he was a younger Brother. He did not indeed think it a Happiness to bury his elder Brother, tho' he had one, who wanted some of those good qualities which yours, pofsest. How fincerely

* Hard as thy Heart, and as thy Birth obscure.

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glad could I be, to pay to that young Nobleman's memory the debt I ow'd to his friendship, whose early death depriv'd your family of as much Wit and Honour as he left behind him in any branch of it. But as to my Father, I could assure you, my Lord, that he was no Mechanic (neither a Hatter, nor, which might please your Lordlhip yet better, a Cobler) but in truth, of a very tolerable family: And my Mother of an ancient one, as well born and educated as that Lady, whom your Lordship made choice of to be the Mother of your own Children; whose merit, beauty, and vivacity (if transmitted to your posterity) will be a better present than even the noble blood they derive only from you, A Mother, on whom I was never oblig'd so far to reflect, as to say, she spoild me*. And a Father, who never found himself oblig'd to say of me that he difapprou'd my conduct. In a word, my Lord, I think it enough, that my Parents, such as they were, never cost me a Blush; and that their Son, such as he is, never cost them a Tear.

I have purposely omitted to consider your Lord. ship's Criticisins on my Poetry. As they are exactly the fame with those of the forementioned Authors, I apprehend they would justly charge me with partiality, if I gave to you what belongs to them; or paid more distinction to the same things when they are in your mouth, than when they were in theirs. It will be Vol. VI.

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* A noble Father's heir spoild by his Mother,

His Lordship's account of himself, p. 7.

Shewing both them and you (my Lord) a more particular respect, to observe how much they are honour'a by your Imitation of them, which indeed is carried thro' your whole Epistle. I have read somewhere at School (tho? I make it no Vanity to have forgot where) that Tully naturaliz'd a few phrases at the instance of some of his friends. Your Lord'hip has done inore in ho. nour of these Gentlemen ; you have authoriz'd not on. ly their Affertions, but their Style. For example, A Flow that wants skill to resirain its ardour,-a Dictionary that gives us nothing at its own expence. As luxuriant branches bear but little fruit, fo Wit unprund is but raw fruit-While you rehearse ignorance, you fill know enough to do it in Verse-Wits are but glittering ignorance. -The account of how we pass our timeand, The weight on Sir R. W.

-'s brain. You can ever receive from no head more than such a head (as no head) has to give: Your Lordship would have said never receive instead of ever, and any head instead of no head: but all this is perfectly new, and has greatly enrich'd our language.

You are merry, my Lord, when you say, Latin and Greek

Have guite deserted your poor John Trot-head,

And left plain native English in their lead. for (to do you justice) this is nothing less than plain English. And as for your John Trot-head, I can't conceive why you should give it that name; for by some * papers I

* See Tome Treatises printed in the Appendix to the Craftf man, about that time.

have seen fign'd with that name, it is certainly a head very different from your Lordship’s.

Your Lordship seems determined to fall out with every thing you have learn’d at school: you complain next of a dull Dictionary,

That gives us nothing at its own expence,

But a few modern words for ancient Sense. Your Lordship is the first man that ever carried the love of Wit so far, as to expect a witty Dictionary. A Dictionary that gives us any thing but words, must not only be an expensive, but a very extravagant Dictiona. ry. But what does your Lordship mean by its giving us but a few modern words for ancient Sense? If by Senf (as I fufpect) you mean words (a mistake not unusual) I must do the Dictionary the justice to say, that it gives us just as many modern words as ancient ones. Indeed, my Lord, you have more need to complain of a bad Grammar, than of a dull Dictionary.

Doctor Eriend, I dare answer for him, never taught

you to talk

of Sapphic, Lyric, and lambic Odes.

Your Lordship might as well bid your present Tutor, your Taylor, make you a Coat, Suit of Cloaths, and Breeches; for you must have forgot your Logic, as well as Grammar, not to know, that Sapphic and lambic are both included in Lyric: that being the Genus, and those thc Species.

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