No.

Page

XXXIX. To Phidippus.-Concerning the criterion of

taste

. 124
XL. To Palamedes.-The character of Mezentius 129
XLI. To Orontes.-The comparative merit of the
two sexes considered

. 131

XLII. To Palemon.-Reflections upon the various
revolutions in the mind of man, with
respect both to his specule ive notions
and his plans of happiness

. 136

XLIII. To Euphronius.-Objections to some pas
sages in Mr. Pope's translation of the
Iliad.

XLIV. To Palamedes.-Against visiters by profes-

sion.

. 137

. 152

XLV. To Hortensius. Reflections upon fame,
with respect to the small number of those
whose approbation can be considered as
conferring it

. 154

XLVI. To Clytander.-Concerning the reverence
due to the religion of one's country. . 155

XLVII. To Cleora.
. . 160
XLVIII. To Euphronius.-The public advantages of
well-directed satire. The moral qualifi-
cations requisite to a satirist

. . 161

END OF VOL. I.

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FITZOSBORNE'S LETTERS.

XLIX. TO PALAMEDES.

Aug. 2, 1734. CEREMONY is never more unwelcome, than at that season in which you will, probably, have the greatest share of it; and, as I should be extremely unwilling to add to the number of those, who, in pure good manners, may interrupt your enjoyments, I choose to give you my congratulations a little prematurely. After the happy office shall be completed, your moments will be too valuable to be laid out in forms; and it would be paying a compliment with a very ill grace, to draw off your eyes from the highest beauty, though it were to turn them on the most exquisite wit. I hope, however, you will give me timely notice of your wedding day, that I may be prepared with my epithalamium. I have already laid in half a dozen deities extremely pro per for the occasion, and have even made some progress in my first simile. But I am somewhat at a loss how to proceed, not being able to determine whether your future bride is most like Venus or Hebe. That she resembles both, is universally agreed, I find, by those who have seen her. But it would be offending, you know, against all the rules of poetical justice, if I should only say she is