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Bwirtue of the Authority in Us wefled by the Ad for fubjeing Poets to
the Power of a Licenser, We have revised this Piece; where, finding the Ayle and appellation of King to have been given to a certain Pretender, PseudoPoet, or Phantom, of the name of Tibbald; and apprehending the same may. be deemed in some sort a reflektion on Majesty, or at least an infult on that Legal Authority which has bestowed on another Person the Crown of Poesy: We have ordered the fail Pretender, Pseudo-Poet, or Phantom, utterly to vanish and evaporate out of this Work; and do declare the said Throne of Poesy from hence. forth to be abdicated and vacant, unless duly and lawfully supplied by the Laureate himself. And it is hereby enacted, that no other Person do presume to fill&befame.
WHEREAS certain Haberdashers of Points and Particles, being infrigated
by the spirit of Pride, and aluming to themselves the name of Critics and Reforers, have taken upon them to adulterate the common and current sense of of our Glorious Ancestors, Poets of this Realm, by clipping, coining, defacing the images, mixing their own base alloy, or otherwise falsifying the same; which they publish, utter, and vend as genuine; the said Haberdas ers having no right thereto, as neither heirs, executors, administrators, affigns, or in any fort related to such Poets, to all or any of them: Now We, having carefully revised this our Dunciad, * beginning with the words The Mighty Mother, and ending with the words buries All, containing the entire sum of One thoufand seven hundred and fifty-four verses, declare every word, figure, point, and comma, of this impression to be authentic: and do therefore frictly enjoin and forbid any person or persons whatsoever, to erase, reverse, put between hooks, or other means, directly or indireélly, change or mangle any of them. And we do bereby earnestly exhort all our brethren to follow this our example, which we heartily wish our great Preslecellers had heretofore set, as a remedy and prevention of all such abuses: Provided always, that nothing in this Declaration Mall be confirued to limit the lawful and undoubted right of every subject of this Realm to judge, censure, or condemn, in the whole, or in part, any Poem or Poet whatsoever. Given under our hand at London, this third day of January, in the year of our Lord One thousand leven hundred and thirty and two.
Declarat' cor' me, JOHN BARBER, Mayor.
* Read thus confidently, instead off (beginning with the word Books, and "ending with the word Flies," as formerly it ftood: read alfo, "containing the
entire sum of Onc thoutand feven hundred and fifty-four verses," instead of “ One thousand and twelve lines;" such being the initial and final words, and fuch the true and entire contents of this Foem.
Thou art to know, Reader! that the first edition thereof, like that of Milton, was never seen by the Author, (thoug living, and not blind :) the ed tor himself contefied as much in his preface; and no two poems were ever publithed in to arbitrary a manner. The editor of this had as boldly fupprefled whole palages, yea, the entire last book, as the cditor of l'argile Loft added and augmented. Milton himself gave but ten books, his editor twelve: this Author gave four books, his editor only three. But we have happily done justice to both; and presume we shall live, in this our laft labour, as long as in any of our others.
TO DR. JONATHAN SWIFT.
The Argument. THE Propofition, the Invocation, and the Inscription. Then the original of the great Empire of Dulness, and cause of the continuance thereof. The Coilege of the Goddess in the city, with her private academy for poets in particular; the governors of it, and the four cardinal virtues. Then the Poem haftes into the midst of things, presenting her, on the evening of a Lord Mayor's day, revolving the long fucceffion of her fons, and the glories past and to come. She fixes her eye on Bayes, to be the inftrument of that great event which is the subject of the Poem. He is described pensive among his books, giving up the cause, and apprehending the period of her empire. After debating whether to betake himself to the church, or to gaming, or to party-writing, he raifes an altar of proper Books, and (making first his folaan prayer and declaration) purposes thereon to sacrifice all his unfuccessful writings. As the pile is kindled, the Goddess, beholding the fame from her seat, flies and puts it out, by casting upon it the Poem of Thule. She forthwith reveals herself to him, transports him to her Temple, unfolds her arts, and initiates him into her mysteries; then announce ing the death of Eurden the Poet-Laureat, anoints him, carries' hiin to Court, apd proclaims him successor, THE mighty Mother, and her Son, who brings
The Smithfield Muses to the ear of kings,
You REMARKS. The Dunciad.] It is an inconvenience to which writers of reputation are subject, that the justice of their resentment is not always rightly under. food; for the calumnies of dull authors being soon forgotten, and those whom they aimed to injure not caring to recall to memory the particulars of falle and scandalous abuse, their necesary correction is suspected of severity unprovoked. But in this case it would be but candid to eftimate the chattisement on the general character of the offender, compared with that of the person injured. Let this ferve with the candid reader in jur. tification of the Poet, and, on occasion, of the Editor.
This Poem was written in the year 1726. In the next year an imperfect edition was published at Dublin, and reprinted in London in twelves; another at Dublin, and another at London, in octavo; and three others in twelves the same year: but there was no perfect edition before that of London in quarto, which was attended with notes. We are willing to acqıraint poßerity, that this poem was presented to King George II. and his Queen, by the hands of Sir Robert Walpole, on the 12th of March, 3728-9.
Books and the man I fing, the first who brings
These wondrous works--
You by whose care, in vain decry'd and curft, 5
In eldest time, ere mortals writ or read,
Still her old empire to restore the tries,
o Thou! whatever title please thine ear,
REMARKS. It was expressly confessed in the preface to the first edition, that this Poem was not published by the Author himself. It was printed originally in a foreign country. And what foreign country? Why, one notorious for blunders; where finding blanks only instead of proper names, ihele blunderers filled them up at their pleasure.
The very Hero of the Poem haih been mistaken to this hour; so that we are obliged to open our Notes with a discovery who he really was. We learn from the former editor, that this piece was presented by the hands of Sir Robert Walpole to King George II. Now the Author directly tells us, his Hero is the man
The Smithfield Muses to the ear of kings. And it is notorious who was the person on whom this Prince conferred the honour of the laurel.
It appears, as plainly from the 27otrophe to the Great in the third verse, that Tibbald could not be the perio:1, who was never an Author in fashion or caressed by the gre?t: whereas this single characteristic is fufficient to point out the true Hero; who, above all other Poets of his time, was the peculiar delight and chosen companion of the nobility of England; and wrote, as he himself tells us, certain of his works at the earnelt desire of perfons of quality.
Lastly, the sixth verse affords full proof; this Poet being the only one who was universally known to have had a son to exactly like him, in his poetical, theatrical, political and moral capacities, thaí it could juftly be Laid of him, Still Diince the Second reigns like Dunce the First.
Bentley. IMITATIONS, v. 6.] Alluding to a verse of Mr. Dryden, not in Mac Fleckno, (as is said ignoranty in the Key to the Dunciad, p. 1.) but in his verses to Mr, Congreve,
“ And Tom the Second reigns like Tom the Fire."
Or praise the Court, or magnify mankind,
Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
REMARKS. v. 31.---- by his fam'd father's hand.] Mr. Caius-Gabriel Cibber, father fthe Poet laureate. The two fatues of the lunatics over the gates of Bedlam-hoipital were done by him, and (as the son jualy says of them) are no ill monuinents of his fame as an artist.
Or in the graver gown instruct mankind,
Or filent let thy inora's iell thy mind. But this was to be understood, as the Poet says, ironice, like the z3d verse. v. 29. Close to those walls, &c.] In the former edit, thus:
Where wave the tatter'd ensigns of Rag-fair,
The cave of Poverty and Poetry. v. 41. the former edit,
Hence hymning 'Tyburn's elegiac lay,
Hence the foft fing-fong on Cecilia's day. v. 42. Alludes to the annual songs composed to mufic on St. Cecilia's fcalt.
---Genus uile Latinum,
Virg. An, I.