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THE RIGHT HON. JAMES CRAGGS, Eso:
HIS MAJESTY'S PRINCIPAL SECRETARY OF STATE,
DEAR SIR, I
CANNOT wish that any of my writings should
last longer than the memory of our friendship and, therefore, I thus publicly bequeath them to you, in return for the many valuable instances of your affection.
That they may come to you with as little difadvantage as possible, I have left the care of them.to one*, whom, by the experience of some years, I know well qualified to answer my intentions. He has already the honour and happiness of being under your protection ; and, as he will very much stand in need of it, I cannot with him better, than that he may continue to deserve the favour and countenance of such a patron.
I have no time to lay out in forining such compliments, as would but ill fuit that familiarity between us, which was once my greatelt pleasure, and will be ny greatest honour hereafter. Instead of them, accept of my hearty wishes, that the great reputation you have acquired so early, may increase more and more: and that you may long serve your country with those excellent talents,
and * Mr. Tickell.
and unblemished integrity, which have fo powerfully recommended you to the most gracious and amiable Monarch that ever filled a thronę. May the frankness and generosity of your fpirit continue to soften and subdue your enemies, and gain you many friends, if poffible, as fincere as yourself. When you have found such, they cannot wish you more true happiness than I, who am, with the greatest zeal,
Your most entirely affe&tionate friend,
and faithful obedient servant,
June 4, 1719
OW long, great Poet, shall thy sacred lays
Provoke our wonder, and transcend our praise ?
Prevailing warmth has füill thy mind pollest,
rage. Thy copy casts a fairer light on all, And still out-shines the bright original.
Now Ovid boasts th' advantage of thy song,
O may'lt thou still the noble task prolong,
Magd. College, Oxon.
June 2, 1693
THE RIGHT HON. SIR JOHN SOMERS. LORD KEEPER OF THỂ GREAT SEAL,
Nor feel the burden of a kingdom's cares ;
To you, my Lord, these daring thoughts belong