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You; but if in any part of this, Your Modesty thinks me guilty of what I assure you Ideteft; continue to be what I believe You, and confirm as well the Judgment as the Opinion of,


Your Grace's

most Obedient,

Humble Servant.

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By Mr. D. RYDE N.

BOR this last half Year I

have been troubled with the disease (as I may call it) of Translation, the

cold Prose-fits of it, (which are always the most tedious with me) were spent in the History of the League ; the hot, (which fucceeded them in Verfe Miscellanies. The truth is, I fancied to my self a kind of ease in the change of the Paroxism; never suspecting but that the Humour wou'd have wasted it self in two or three Paftorals of Theocritus, and as many Odes of Horace. But finding, or at least thinking I found, something that was more pleasing in them, than my ordinary Productions, I encourag'd my self to renew my old acquaintance with Lucretius and Virgil; and immediately fix'd upon some parts of them which had most affected me in the reading. These were my natural Impulses for the Undertaking: But there was an accidental Motive, which was full as forcible. It was my Lord Roscommon's Elay on Translated Verse, which made me uneafie 'till I try'd whether or no I was capable of following his Rules, and of reducing the speculation into practice. For many a fair Precept in Poetry, is like a seeming Demonstration in the Mathematicks; very specious in the Diagram, but failing in the Mecha. nick Operation. I think I have generally observ'd his instructions ; I am sure my Reason is sufficiently convinc'd both of their truth and usefulness; which, in other words, is to confefs no less a vanity than to pretend that I have at least in some places made Examples to his Rules.

Yet withal, I must acknowledge, that I have many times exceeded my Commission; for I have both added and omitted, and even sometimes very boldly made such expositions of my Authors, as no Dutch Commentator will forgive me. Perhaps, in fuch particular passages, I have thought that I discover'd some Beauty yet undiscover'd by those Pedants, which none but a Poet cou'd have found. Where I have taken away some of their Expressions, and cut them shorter, it may possibly be on this consideration, that what was beautiful in the Greek or Latin, wou'd not appear fo shining in the English: And where I have enlarg’d them, I desire the false Criticks wou'd not always think, that those thoughts are wholly mine, but that either they are secretly in the Poet, or may be fairly deduc'd from him; or at least, if both those Considerations should fail, that my own is of a piece with his, and that if he were living, and an Englishman, they are

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