But take notice that the submission of our Writings
to the censur•• or others, is not to be done out of com∣plement,
but ••o have th••m corrected; not to be com∣mended
but ••mended 〈◊◊〉〈◊◊〉 it happens, that Modesty
or Respect restrain our friend from using liberty and
rigour with us, we must shew our resentments at it, &
bespeak him as Cel•••••• the Orator in a like case did his
confident, Dic aliquid contra, ut duo simus, and be
with him, Quòd non irascatur, irati
But this is become now a-days so difficult, that, whereas
there is but few that know how, there is none almost that
will, like a friend undertake the charge to be T••i••••s of others
works. They know that Phyloxenus the Poet, because he used
his Pen freely in expunging a great part of a Tragoedy of
Dionysius (a man that knew better how to make Tragoedies as
a Tyrant, than to write them as a Poet) was for a reward of
his fidelity, buried alive in a marble Cave. We must not be
offended to know that which we desire to know: otherwise we
shall find in our friends the Style of that Ancient Quintilian,
of whom: Si defendere delictum, quam vertere malles:
Nullum ultra verbum, aut operam sum••bat inanem,
Quin sine rivali teque, & tua solus amares.
BƲt I have hitherto personated that old Tiresias, that being blind himself
opened the eyes of others, & stumbling at every step, shewed the doubtful the
safest ways. Nor do I yet think that I ought to be therefore reprehended; nor be∣cause
my Style is a rusty File am I culpable, if with it I have endevoured to
brighten others. Who expects that the Hone which sets an edg on Blades, should
it self cut? Or looks that those Mercuries of stone, which pointed the way to
Travellers should travail themselves? The Brain hath no sense, affirms Cassi∣odorus,
and its true: and yet, for that the nerves are fixed in it, and from it re∣ceive
the spirits for the noblest operations of the Soule, Sensum membris re∣liquis
tradit.
If I have not the applause of a Pencil, that Painting is able to teach others
to Paint; I may assume that of a Cole, that draws those dead lines which first
Pour••oil the Design: Which though they be expung'd by the Colours, and lost
in the Picture, yet they lose not their vertue, of prescribing order to the Co∣lours,
and giving a rule to the Design.
FINIS.