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AN ESSAY ON MAN.
IN FOUR EPISTLES.
TO N. ST. JOHN, L. BOLINGBROKE.
HAVING proposed to write some pieces on Hua man Life and Manners, such as (to use my Lord Bacon's expression)
come home to men's business and bosoms," I thought it more satisfactory to begin with considering Man in the abstract his Nature and his State; since to prove any moral duty, to enforce
any moral precept, or to examine the perfection of imperfection of any creature whatsoever, it is necessary first to know what condition and relation it is placed in, and what is the proper end and purpose of its being
The science of human nature is, like all other sciences, reduced to a few clear points : there are not many certain truths in this world. It is therefore in the anatomy of the mind, as in that of the body; more good will accrue to mankind by attending to the large,
open, and perceptible parts, than by studying too much such finer nerves and vessels, the conformations and uses of which will for ever escape our observation. The disputes are all upon these last; and, I will venture to say, they have less sharpened the wits than the hearts of men against each other, and have diminished the practice more than advanced the theory of morality. If I could flatter myself that this Essay has any merit, it is in steering betwixt the extremes of doctrines seemingly opposite, in passing over terms utterly unintelligible, and in forming a temperate, yet not inconsistent, and a short, yet not imperfect, system of Ethics.
This I might have done in prose; but I chose verse, and even rhyme, for two reasons. The one will appear obvious ; that principles, maxims, or precepts, so written, both strike the reader more strongly at first, and are more easily retained by him afterwards : the other may seem odd, but it is true ; I found I could express them more shortly this way than in prose itself; and nothing is more certain than that much of the force as well as grace of arguments or instructions depends on their conciseness. I was unable to treat this part of my subject more in detail without becoming dry and tedious; or more poetically, without sacrificing perspicuity to orna. ment, without wandering from the precision, or breaking the chain of reasoning. If any man can unite all these without diminution of any of them, I freely confess he will compass a thing above my capacity.
What is now published is only to be considered as a general Map of Man, marking out no more than the greater parts, their extent, their limits, and their connection, but leaving the particular to be more fully delineated in the charts which are to follow; consequently these Epistles in their progress (if I have health and leisure to make any progress) will be less dry, and more susceptible of poetical orna. ment. I am here only opening the fountains, and clearing the passage : to deduce the rivers, to follow them in their course, and to observe their effects, may be a task more agreeable.
AUTHOR OF THE ESSAY ON MAN.
WHEN Love's* great goddess, anxious for her son, Beheld him wand'ring on a coast unknown, A huntress in the wood she feign’d to stray, To cheer his drooping mind, and point his way: But Venus' charms no borrow'd form could hide : 5 He knew and worshipp'd his celestial guide.
Thus vainly, Pope, unseen you would dispense Your glorious system of benevolence; And, heav'nly taught, explain the angels' song, That praise to God and peace to men belong. Conceal'd in vain, the bard divine we know, From whence such truths could spring, such lines
could flow. Applause, which justly so much worth pursues, You only can deserve, or could refuse.