some part of the old gentleman’s excuse, yet I will reserve it till I think I have greater need, and ask no grains of allowance for the faults of this my present work, but those which are given of course to human frailty.  I will not trouble my reader with the shortness of time in which I writ it, or the several intervals of sickness.  They who think too well of their own performances are apt to boast in their prefaces how little time their works have cost them, and what other business of more importance interfere’d; but the reader will be as apt to ask the question, why they allow’d not a longer time to make their works more perfect, and why they had so despicable an opinion of their judges as to thrust their indigested stuff upon them, as if they deser’d no better.

With this account of my present undertaking, I conclude the first part of this discourse; in the second part, as at a second sitting, tho’ I alter not the draught, I must touch the same features over again, and change the dead coloring[4] of the whole.  In general, I will only say that I have written nothing which savors of immorality or profaneness; at least, I am not conscious to myself of any such intention.  If there happen to be found an irreverent expression, or a thought too wanton, they are crept into my verses thro’ my inadvertency; if the searchers find any in the cargo, let them be stay’d or forfeited, like counterbanded goods; at least, let their authors be answerable for them, as being but imported merchandise, and not of my own manufacture.  On the other side, I have endeavor’d to choose such fables, both ancient and modern, as contain in each of them some instructive moral; which I could prove by induction, but the way is tedious, and they leap foremost into sight, without the reader’s trouble of looking after them.  I wish I could affirm, with a safe conscience, that I had taken the same care in all my former writings; for it must be own’d, that supposing verses are never so beautiful or pleasing, yet if they contain anything which shocks religion, or good manners, they are at best what Horace says of good numbers without good sense, Versus inopes rerum, nugaeque canorae.[5] Thus far, I hope, I am right in court, without renouncing to my other right of self-defense, where I have been wrongfully accus’d, and my sense wiredrawn into blasphemy or bawdry, as it has often been by a religious lawyer,[6] in a late pleading against the stage; in which he mixes truth with falsehood, and has not forgotten the old rule of calumniating strongly, that something may remain.

I resume the thrid of my discourse with the first of my translations, which was the First Iliad of Homer.  If it shall please God to give me longer life, and moderate health, my intentions are to translate the whole Ilias; provided still that I meet with those encouragements from the public which may enable me to proceed in my undertaking with some cheerfulness.  And this I dare assure the world beforehand, that