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Show To the Honourable Sir Roger Moftyn, Baronet, Of Mojlyn-Hall in Flintjhire. SIR, **!* 1S m fmall RefieHion on Pieces of this Nature, that Panegy- *~ rick is fo much improv'd, and that Dedication is grown more an Art than Poetry ; that Authors, to make their Patrons more than Men, make themfelves lefs ; and that Perfons of Honour are forc'd to decline Patronising Wit, becaufe their Modefty cannot bear the grofs Strokes of Adulation. But give me leave to fay, Sir, that I am too young an Author to have learnt the Art of Flattery ; and, I hope, the fame Mode ftp •which recommended this Play fo the World, will alfo reconcile my Ad-drejfes to Tou, of whom I can fay nothing but what your Merits may warrant, and all that have the Honour of your Acquaintance will be proud to vindicate, The greateflV2n\egyi\c\c upon you, Sir, is the unprejudic'd and bare Truth of Tour Char otter, the Fire of Touth, with the Sedatc-nefs of a Senator, and the Modern Gaity of a fine Englifh Gentleman, with the Noble Solidity of the Ancient Briton. This is the Char after, Sir, which all M e n , but your felf are proud to publifh of Tou, and which more celebrated Pens than mine fhould tranfmit to Pofterity, The Play has had fome ruble Appearances to honour its Repre-fentation ; and to compleat the Succefs, I have prefum'd to prefix Jo Noble a Name to ufher it into the World. A ftately Fron-tifpiece is the Beauty of a Building. But here I muft tranverfe Ovid: Materia fuperabit Opus. I am, Honourable Sir, Your moft Devoted, and Humble Servant, G. FA RCLUHAR. G PRE- |