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The first publication of this Epiftle.


HIS paper is a fort of bill of complaint begun many years fince, and drawn up by fnatches, as the feveral occafions offered. I had no thoughts of publishing it, till it pleafed fome perfons of Rank and Fortune [the Authors of Verses to the Imitator of Horace, and of an Epiftle to a Doctor of Divinity from a Nobleman at Hampton Court] to attack, in a very extraordinary manner, not only my Writings (of which, being public, the Public is judge) but my Perfon, Morals, and Family, whereof, to those who know me not, a truer information may be requifite. Being divided between the neceffity to fay fomething of mySelf, and my own laziness to undertake so aukward a task, I thought it the shortest way to put the last hand to this Epiftle. If it have any thing pleasing, it will be that by which I am moft defirous to please, the Truth and the Sentiment; and if any VOL. IV, B

[2] thing offensive, it will be only to those I am least sorry to offend, the vicious or the


Many will know their own pictures in it, there being not a circumstance but what is true ; but I have, for the most part, spared their Names, and they may escape being laughed at, if they please.

I would have some of them know, it was owing to the request of the learned and candid Friend to whom it is inscribed, that I make not as free use of theirs as they have done of mine. However, I shall have this advantage, and honour, on my side, that whereas, by their proceeding, any abuse may be directed at any man, no injury cau possibly be done by mine, since a nameless Character can never be found out, but by its truth aud likenesi.

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Shut shut the Door good John: fatigued I said Tye up the Knocker, say I'm sick I'm dead.

Ep. to Arbuthnot.

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