of improbable lies, and for his part, he hardly believed a word of it, and so much for Gul. liver.

Going to England is a very good thing, if it were not attended with an ugly circumstance of returning to Ireland: It is a Thame you do not persuade your Ministers to keep me on that fide, if it were but by a court expedient of keeping me in prison for a plotter ; but at the same time I must tell you, that such journeys very much shorten my life, for a month here is longer than fix at Twickenham.

How cometh friend Gay to be so tedious ? another man can publish fifty thousand Lies sooner than he can publish fifty Fables.

I am just going to perform a very good office, it is to affist with the * Archbishop, in degrading a Parson who coupleth all our beggars, by which I shall make one happy man: and decide the great question of an indelible character, in favour of the principles in fashion; and this I hope you will represent to the Ministry in my favour, as a point of merit ; so farewel until I return.

I am come back, and have deprived the Parfon, who by a law here is to be hanged the next couple he marrieth; he declared to us, that he resolved to be hanged; only desired when he was to go to the Gallows, the Archbishop would take off his Excommunication. Is not he a good Catholick ? and yet he is but a Scotch

man, * Dr. William King.


This is the only Irish event I ever troubled you with, and I think it deserveth notice. Let me add, that if I were Gulliver's friend, I would desire all my acquaintance to give out that his * copy was bafely mangled, and abused, and added to, and blotted out by the printer ; for so to me it seemeth, in the second volume particularly



Dr. SWIFT to Mr. Pope.


Dec. 5, 1726. Believe the hurt in your hand affecteth me

more than it doth yourself, and with reason, because I may probably be a greater loser by it. What have accidents to do with those who are neither jockeys nor fox-hunters, nor bullies, nor drunkards ? and yet a rascally Groom shall gallop a foundered horse ten miles upon a causeway, and get home safe.

I am very much pleased that you approve what was sent, because I remember to have heard a great man fay, that nothing required more judgment than making a present; which when it is done to those of high rank, ought


* See Captain Gulliver's Letter to his Coupn Sympson, prefixed to Gulliver's Travels. Printed by George Faulkner in Dublin,

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to be of something that is not readily got for money. You oblige me, and at the same time do me justice in what you observe as to Mr. P- Besides it is too late in life for me to act otherwise, and therefore I follow a very easy road to virtue, and purchase it cheap. If you will give me leave to joyn us, is not your life and mine a state of power, and dependance a state of llavery? We care not three pence whether a Prince or Minister will see us or no: We are not afraid of having ill Offices done us, nor are at the trouble of guarding our words for fear of giving offence. I do agree that riches are Liberty, but then we are to put into the balance how long our apprenticeship is to last in acquiring them.

Since you have received the verses, Í most earnestly intreat you to burn those which


do not approve, and in those few where you may not dislike some Parts, blot out the rest, and sometimes, (altho' it be against the laziness of your nature) be so kind to make a few corrections, if the matter will bear them. I have some few of those things I call thoughts moral · and diverting ; if you please I will send the best I can pick from them, to add to the new volume. I have reason to chuse the method you mention of mixing the several verses, and I hope thereby among the bad Critics to be entitled to more merit than is my due.

This moment I am so happy to have a letter from my Lord Peterborow, for which I entreat


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you will present him with my humble respects and thanks, although he all-to-be-Gullivers me by very strong insinuations. Although you defpife Riddles, I am strongly tempted to send a parcel to be printed by themselves, and make a nine-penny jobb for the Bookseller. There are some of my own, wherein I exceed mankind. * Mira Poemata! the most folemn that were ever seen ; and some writ by others, admirable indeed, but far inferior to mine, but I will not praise myself. You approve that writer who laugheth and maketh others laugh; but why should I who hate the world, or you who do not love it, make it fo happy? therefore I re- ; solve from henceforth to handle only serious subjects, + nih quid tu, dočte Trebati, Disentis.

Yours, &c.


Mr. POPE to Dr. SWIFT.

March 8, 1726-7. R. § Stopford will be the bearer of this

letter, for whose acquaintance I am, among many other favours, obliged to you; and I think the acquaintance of fo valuable, ingenious,

and * Wonderful Poems.

+ Unless you, and my learned Friend, differ in Opinion.

§ Dr. James Stopford, Minister of Finglass.

and unaffected a Man, to be none of the least obligations.

Our Miscellany is now quite printed. I am prodigiously pleas'd with this joint volume, in which methinks we look like friends, side by fide, serious and merry by turns, conversing interchangeably, and walking down hand in hand to posterity; not in the stiff forms of learned Authors, flattering each other, and setting the rest of mankind at nought : but in a free, un-important, natural easy manner ; diverting others just as we diverted our felves, The third volume consists of Verses, but I would chuse to print none but such as have some peculiarity, and may be distinguished for ours, from other writers. There's no end of making Books, Solomon faid, and above all of making Miscellanies, which all Men can make. For unless there be a character in every piece, like the mark of the Elect, I should not care to be one of the Twelve thousand signed.

You received, I hope, some commendatory verses from a Horse and a Lilliputian, to Gulliver ; and an heroic Epistle of Mrs. Gulliver. The Bookseller would fain have printed 'em before the second Edition of the Book, but I would not permit it without your approbation; nor do I much like them. You see how much like a Poet I write, and yet if you were with us, you'd be deep in Politicks. People are very warm, and very angry, very little to


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