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PUBLISHED BY MUNROE & FRANCIS;
NEW-YORK,

BY CHARLES S. FRANCIS.

1835.

HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY

FROM

THE BEQUEST OF EVERT JANDEN WENDELL 1918

1069 54-59 2-2

PREFACE.

WHATEVER objections may be urged against the literary character of the present day, it must, however, be allowed to exhibit an evident improvement in some material points. It is, for instance, no new observation, that vanity and flattery are now less generally ostensible, even in the most indifferent authors, than they were, formerly, in some of the best. The most self-sufficient writer is at length driven, by the prevailing sense of propriety, to be contented with thinking himself the prime genius of the age; but he seldom ventures to tell you that he thinks so. Vanity is compelled to acquire or to assume a better taste.

That spirit of independence also, which has, in many respects, impressed so mischievous a stamp on the public character, has, perhaps, helped to correct the style of prefaces and dedications. Literary patronage is so much shorn of its beams, that it can no longer enlighten bodies which are in themselves opake; so much abridged of its power, that it cannot force into notice a work which is not able to recommend itself. The favor of an individual no longer boasts that buoyant quality which enables that to swim which by its own nature is disposed to sink. The influence of an Augustus, or a Louis Quatorze, of a Mæcenas, a Dorset, or a Halifax, could not now procure readers, much less could it compel admirers, for the panegyrist, if the panegyrist himself could command admiration on no better ground than the authority of the patron. The once dilated preface is shrunk into plain apology, or simple exposition. The long and lofty dedication is, generally speaking, dwindled into a sober expression of respect for public virtue, a concise tribute of affection to private friendship, or an acknowledgment for personal obligation. It is no longer necessary for the dependent to be profane, in order to be grateful. No more are all the divine attributes snatched from their rightful Possessor, and impiously appropriated by the needy writer to the opulent patron. He still makes, indeed, the eulogium of his protector, but not his apotheosis. The vainest poet of our day dares not venture, like him who has, however, so gloriously accomplished his own prediction, to say, in so many words, that his own work is more sublime than the royal height of pyramids. Nor, whatever secret compact he may make for its duration, does he openly undertake to promise for his verse, that it shall flow coequal with the rivers, and survive the established forms of the religion of his country. The most venal poetic parasite no longer assures his protector, with "unhappy Dryden," that mankind can no more subsist without his

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