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Other Side of the Question.
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Her GRACE the Dowager Duchess
Grace still feems to retain that Fire which render'd
fo conspicuous in Power, and so impatient on being turned out, I make no question but you will denounce it an unpardonable Presumption in any nameless Writer, of whatever Sex or Rank, to Thew more Concern for the Character of the late excellent
Queen Queen Anne, your once Royal Mistress, and her no less excellent Sister Q. Mary, than yours; and especially to do Justice to their injured Memories, at your Grace's Expence.
But, Madam, before you suffer your Res sentments to transport you too far, be pleased to take into Confideration, that Authorship, as well as Love, sets all Mankind on a Level; and that whoever draws a Pen is as liable to be called to an Account for the Use made of it, as he that draws a Sword.
The Laws of Criticism, as well as those of Equity, have made no Exceptions in favour of Titles, Wealth, and Power ; and I intend to employ both fo conscientiously, that I
Work with that celebrated Sentence of
your Grace's : All this I know to be true.
Your Grace has represented Fame, even after Life, as a real Good; and been at some Pains to establish your own, as the noblest Monument. Both the Design, and the Sentiment on which it is founded, are far from blameable : But the World will by no means be persuaded to endure, that you should set
up your own Statue in the Place of bers, who raised you out of the Duft, if I may be allowed to borrow a pointed Phrase of your own; and without whom, 'tis more than possible, Posterity would never have known that such a Perfon as your Grace, a Daughter of Mrs. Jennings, ever had a Bem ing
Perhaps, Madam, you may think it worthi your while to protest that this was never your Intention; and Charity may induce us to believe that your Trespass was not owing to premeditated Malice. But Vanity is a most feducing Guide, and your Grace has flid, I hope insensibly, into a Fault, which, it
may be equally hard to acknowledge, or excuse. * This makes dear Self on well-bred Tongues
prevail, And I the little Hero of each Tale, says the Satirist. 'Tis a shrewd Remark, and occurs to. Mind in almost every Paragraph of your Grace's notable Performance ; in which Mrs. Freeman is every where the Heroine, and poor Mrs. Morley no better A 2
than * Young's UniverGl Passion.
than a Foil to fet her off to the more Adu vantage.
Fond, therefore, as your Grace has declared yourself to be of Fame, that Fondness should not have milled you to trespass on the Bounds of Decorum : Nor had you succeeded worse, if you had recollected, when you
first set out in search of that infatuating Goddess, that according to the ingenious, tho' plain-dealing Antients, the right Road lay through the Temple of Virtue, of which GRATITUDE is the Corner-Stone.
To blow one's own Trumpet carries with it a very mortifying Insinuation ; and those who do, tho' they tickle their own Ears, only insult other People's. A Person of your Grace's incredible Opulency, could be under no Necessity to become your own Advocate. Had your good Works been visible, you could not have failed of Glory. Those of the Great cannot escape Notice, cannot want Acknowledgments, cannot miss of Applause: In that Case, you need not have followed Fame ; for Fame would have taken a Pride to fol.