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An ACCOUNT of the enfuing

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In a LETTER to the Honourable Sir ROBERT HOWAR D.

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SIR,

AM fo many ways obliged to you, and fo little

able to return your favours, that, like those who owe too much, I can only live by getting farther into your debt. You have not only been careful of my fortune, which was the effect of your nobleness, but you have been folicitous of my reputation, which is that of your kindness. It is not long fince I gave you the trouble of perufing a play for me, and now, inftead of an acknowledgment, I have given you a greater, in the correction of a poem. But fince you

are to bear this perfecution, I will at least give you the encouragement of a martyr; you could never fuffer in a nobler caufe. For I have chofen the most heroic fubject, which any poet could defire: I have taken upon me to defcribe the motives, the beginning, progrefs, and fucceffes, of a moft juft and neceffary war; in it, the care, management, and prudence of our king; the conduct and valour of a royal admiral, and of two incomparable generals; the invincible courage of our captains and feamen; and three glorious victories, the refult of all. After this I have, in the Fire, the most deplorable, but withal the greateft, argument that can be imagined: the deftruction being fo fwift, fo fudden, fo vaft and miferable

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miferable, as nothing can parallel in ftory. The former part of this poem, relating to the war, is but a due expiation for my not ferving my king and country in it. All gentlemen are almost obliged to it: and I know no reason we should give that advantage to the commonalty of England, to be foremost in brave actions, which the nobles of France would never fuffer in their peafants. I fhould not have written this but to a perfon, who has been ever forward to appear in all employments, whether his honour and generofity have called him. The latter part of my poem, which defcribes the Fire, I owe, first to the piety and fatherly affection of our monarch to his fuffering fubjects; and, in the fecond place, to the courage, loyalty, and magnanimity of the city; both which were fo confpicuous, that I have wanted words to celebrate them as they deserve. have called my poem Hiftorical, not Epic, though both the actions and actors are as much heroic as any poem can contain. But fince the action is not properly one, nor that accomplished in the laft fucceffes, I have judged it too bold a title for a few ftanzas, which are little more in number than a fingle Iliad,· or the longeft of the Eneids. For this reafon (I mean not of length, but broken action, tied too feverely to the laws of hiftory) I am apt to agree with thofe, who rank Lucan, rather among hiftorians in verfe, than Epic poets: in whofe room, if I am not deceived, Silius Italicus, though a worfe writer, may more juftly be admitted. I have chofen to write my poem in quatrains, or flanzas of four in alternate rhyme, becaufe I have ever judged them more noble, and of greater dignity, both for the found and number, than any other verfe in use amongst us; in which I am fure I have your approbation. The learned languages have certainly a

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great advantage of us, in not being tied to the flavery of any rhyme; and were lefs conftrained in the quantity of every fyllable, which they might vary with fpondees or dactyls, befides fo many other helps of grammatical figures, for the lengthening or abbreviation of them, than the modern are in the close of that one fyllable, which often confines, and more often corrupts, the fenfe of all the rest. But in this neceffity of our rhymes, I have always found the couplet verfe moft eafy, though not fo proper for this occafion: for there the work is fooner at an end, every two lines concluding the labour of the poet; but in quatrains he is to carry it farther on, and not only fo, but to bear along in his head the troublesome sense of four lines together. For thofe, who write correctly in this kind, muft needs acknowledge, that the last line of the stanza is to be confidered in the compofition of the firft. Neither can we give ourselves the liberty of making any part of a verfe for the fake of rhyme, or concluding with a word which is not current English, or ufing the variety of female rhymes; all which our fathers practifed and for the female rhymes; they are ftill in ufe among other nations; with the Italian in every line, with the Spaniard promifcuously, with the French alternately; as those who have read the Alarique, the Pucelle, or any of their later poems, will agree with me. And befides this, they write in Alexandrins, or verfes of fix feet; fuch as amongst us is the old tranflation of Homer by Chapman: all which, by lengthening of their chain, makes the fphere of their activity the larger. I have dwelt too long upon the choice of my ftanza, which you may remember is much better defended in the preface to Gondibert; and therefore I will haften to acquaint you with my endeavours in the writing. In general

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I will only fay, I have never yet feen the defcription of any naval fight in the proper terms which are used at fea and if there be any fuch, in another language, as that of Lucan in the third of his Pharfalia, yet I could not avail myself of it in the English; the terms of art in every tongue bearing more of the idiom of it than any other words. We hear indeed among our poets, of the thundering of guns, the fmoke, the diforder, and the flaughter; but all thefe are common notions. And certainly, as those, who, in a logical difpute keep in general terms, would hide a fallacy; fo thofe, who do it in any poetical defcription, would veil their ignorance.

Defcriptas fervare vices operumque colores,

Cur ego, fi nequeo ignoroque, Pocta falutor?

For my own part, if I had little knowledge of the fea, yet I have thought it no fhame to learn and if I have made fome few miftakes, it is only, as you can bear me witnefs, becaufe I have wanted opportunity to correct them; the whole poem being firft written, and now fent you from a place, where I have not fo much as the converfe of any feaman. Yet though the trouble I had in writing it was great, it was more than recompenfed by the pleasure. I found myself fo warm in celebrating the praises of military men, two fuch especially as the prince and general, that it is no wonder if they infpired me with thoughts above my ordinary level. And I am well fatisfied, that, as they are incomparably the best subject I ever had, excepting only the royal family, fo also, that this I have written of them is much better than what I have performed on any other. I have been forced to help out other arguments; but this has been

1 Prince Rupert and general Monk duke of Albemarle.

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bountiful to me: they have been low and barren of praife, and I have exalted them, and made them fruitful; but here--Omnia fponte fua reddit juftiffima tellus. I have had a large, a fair, and a pleasant field; fo fertile, that without my cultivating, it has given me two harvests in a fummer, and in both oppreffed the reaper. All other greatness in subjects is only counterfeit: it will not endure the test of danger; the greatness of arms is only real: other greatnefs burdens a nation with its weight; this fupports it with its ftrength. And as it is the happiness of the age, fo it is the peculiar goodness of the best of kings, that we may praise his subjects without offending him. Doubtless it proceeds from a juft confidence of his own virtue, which the luftre of no other can be fo great as to darken in him; for the good or the valiant are never safely praised under a bad or a degenerate prince. But to return from this digreffion to a farther account of my poem; I must crave leave to tell you, that as I have endeavoured to adorn it with noble thoughts, fo much more to express those thoughts with elocution. The compofition of all poems is, or ought to be, of wit; and wit in the poet, or wit-writing (if you will give me leave to use a school-diftin&ion) is no other than the faculty of imagination in the writer, which, like a nimble spaniel, beats over and ranges through the field of memory, 'till it fprings the quarry it hunted after: or, without metaphor, which fearches over all the memory for the fpecies or ideas of thofe things which it defigns to reprefent. Wit written is that which is well defined, the happy refult of thought, or product of imagination. But to proceed from wit, in the general notion of it, to the proper wit of an heroic or hiftorical poem; I judge it chiefly to confift in the delightful imaging of perfons, actions, paffions, or

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