XX. EPISTLE TO THE WHIGS.

This excellent specimen of Dryden's prose satire was prefixed to

his satiric poem "The Medal", published in March, 1682. It was

inspired by the striking of a medal to commemorate the rejection by

the London Grand Jury, on November 24, 1681, of a Bill of High

Treason presented against Lord Shaftesbury. This event had been a

great victory for the Whigs and a discomfiture for the Court.

For to whom can I dedicate this poem, with so much justice, as to you?

'Tis the representation of your own hero: 'Tis the picture drawn at

length, which you admire and prize so much in little. None of your

ornaments are wanting; neither the landscape of the tower, nor the

rising sun; nor the Anno Domini of your new sovereign's coronation.

This must needs be a grateful undertaking to your whole party;

especially to those who have not been so happy as to purchase the

original. I hear the graver has made a good market of it: all his Kings

are bought up already; or the value of the remainder so enhanced, that

many a poor Polander, who would be glad to worship the image, is not

able to go to the cost of him; but must be content to see him here. I

must confess, I am no great artist; but sign-post-painting will serve

the turn to remember a friend by, especially when better is not to be

had. Yet, for your comfort, the lineaments are true: and though he sat

not five times to me, as he did to B. yet I have consulted history; as

the Italian painters do, when they would draw a Nero or a Caligula;

though they have not seen the man, they can help their imagination by a

statue of him, and find out the colouring from Suetonius and Tacitus.

Truth is, you might have spared one side of your medal: the head would

be seen to more advantage, if it were placed on a spike of the tower; a

little nearer to the sun; which would then break out to better purpose.

You tell us, in your preface to the _No-Protestant Plot_, that you

shall be forced hereafter to leave off your modesty. I suppose you mean

that little, which is left you: for it was worn to rags when you put

out this medal. Never was there practised such a piece of notorious

impudence in the face of an established Government. I believe, when he

is dead, you will wear him in thumb-rings, as the Turks did Scanderbeg;

as if there were virtue in his bones to preserve you against monarchy.

Yet all this while, you pretend not only zeal for the public good, but

a due veneration for the person of the king. But all men, who can see

an inch before them, may easily detect those gross fallacies. That it

is necessary for men in your circumstances to pretend both, is granted

you; for without them there could be no ground to raise a faction. But

I would ask you one civil question: What right has any man among you,

or any association of men (to come nearer to you) who, out of

Parliament cannot be consider'd in a public capacity, to meet, as you

daily do, in factious clubs, to vilify the Government in your

discourses, and to libel it in all your writings? Who made you judges

in Israel? Or how is it consistent with your zeal for the public

welfare, to promote sedition? Does your definition of _loyal_, which is

to serve the King according to the laws, allow you the licence of

traducing the executive power, with which you own he is invested? You

complain, that his Majesty has lost the love and confidence of his

people; and, by your very urging it, you endeavour, what in you lies,

to make him lose them. All good subjects abhor the thought of

arbitrary power, whether it be in one or many; if you were the patriots

you would seem, you would not at this rate incense the multitude to

assume it; for no sober man can fear it, either from the King's

disposition or his practice; or even, where you would odiously lay it,

from his ministers. Give us leave to enjoy the Government, and the

benefit of laws, under which we were born, and which we desire to

transmit to our posterity. You are not the trustees of the public

liberty; and if you have not right to petition in a crowd, much less

have you to intermeddle in the management of affairs, or to arraign

what you do not like; which in effect is everything that is done by the

King and Council. Can you imagine, that any reasonable man will believe

you respect the person of his Majesty, when 'tis apparent that your

seditious pamphlets are stuffed with particular reflections on him? If

you have the confidence to deny this, 'tis easy to be evinced from a

thousand passages, which I only forbear to quote because I desire they

should die and be forgotten. I have perused many of your papers; and to

show you that I have, the third part of your _No-Protestant Plot_ is

much of it stolen from your dead author's pamphlet called the _Growth

of Popery_; as manifestly as Milton's defence of the English people is

from Buchanan, _de jure regni apud Scotos_; or your first covenant, and

new association, from the holy league of the French Guisards. Anyone,

who reads Davila, may trace your practices all along. There were the

same pretences for reformation and loyalty, the same aspersions of the

King, and the same grounds of a rebellion. I know not whether you will

take the historian's word, who says, it was reported, that Poltrot a

Huguenot murder'd Francis Duke of Guise, by the instigations of

Theodore Beza; or that it was a Huguenot minister, otherwise called a

Presbyterian (for our Church abhors so devilish a tenet) who first

writ a treatise of the lawfulness of deposing and murdering Kings, of a

different persuasion in religion. But I am able to prove from the

doctrine of Calvin, and principles of Buchanan, that they set the

people above the magistrate; which, if I mistake not, is your own

fundamental; and which carries your loyalty no farther than your

liking. When a vote of the House of Commons goes on your side, you are

as ready to observe it, as if it were passed into a law: but when you

are pinch'd with any former, and yet unrepealed, Act of Parliament, you

declare that in some cases you will not be obliged by it. The passage

is in the same third part of the _No-Protestant Plot_; and is too plain

to be denied. The late copy of your intended association you neither

wholly justify nor condemn: but as the Papists, when they are

unoppos'd, fly out into all the pageantries of worship, but, in times

of war, when they are hard pressed by arguments, lie close intrenched

behind the Council of Trent; so, now, when your affairs are in a low

condition, you dare not pretend that to be a legal combination; but

whensover you are afloat, I doubt not but it will be maintained and

justified to purpose. For indeed there is nothing to defend it but the

sword: 'Tis the proper time to say anything, when men have all things

in their power.

In the meantime, you would fain be nibbling at a parallel betwixt this

association, and that in the time of Queen Elizabeth. But there is this

small difference betwixt them, that the ends of the one are directly

opposite to the other: one with the Queen's approbation and

conjunction, as head of it; the other, without either the consent or

knowledge of the King, against whose authority it is manifestly

design'd. Therefore you do well to have recourse to your last evasion,

that it was contriv'd by your enemies, and shuffled into the papers

that were seized; which yet you see the nation is not so easy to

believe, as your own jury. But the matter is not difficult, to find

twelve men in Newgate, who would acquit a malefactor.

I have one only favour to desire of you at parting; that, when you

think of answering this poem, you would employ the same pens against

it, who have combated with so much success against Absalom and

Achitophel: for then you may assure yourselves of a clear victory,

without the least reply. Rail at me abundantly; and, not to break a

custom, do it without wit. By this method you will gain a considerable

point, which is, wholly to waive the answer of my argument. Never own

the bottom of your principles, for fear they should be treason. Fall

severely on the miscarriages of Government; for if scandal be not

allowed, you are no free-born subjects. If GOD has not blessed you with

the talent of rhyming, make use of my poor stock and welcome; let your

verses run upon my feet: and for the utmost refuge of notorious

blockheads, reduced to the last extremity of sense, turn my own lines

upon me, and, in utter despair of your own satire, make me satirize

myself. Some of you have been driven to this bay already; but above all

the rest, commend me to the Non-conformist parson, who writ _The Whip

and Key_. I am afraid it is not read so much as the piece deserves,

because the bookseller is every week crying Help, at the end of his

Gazette, to get it off. You see I am charitable enough to do him a

kindness, that it may be published as well as printed; and that so much

skill in Hebrew derivations may not lie for waste-paper in the shop.

Yet I half suspect he went no farther for his learning, than the index

of Hebrew names and etymologies, which is printed at the end of some

English bibles. If Achitophel signify the brother of a fool, the author

of that poem will pass with his readers for the next of kin. And,

perhaps, 'tis the relation that makes the kindness. Whatever the verses

are, buy them up, I beseech you, out of pity; for I hear the

conventicle is shut up, and the brother of Achitophel out of service.

Now footmen, you know, have the generosity to make a purse, for a

member of their society, who has had his livery pulled over his ears:

and even Protestant flocks are brought up among you, out of veneration

to the name. A dissenter in poetry from sense and English, will make as

good a Protestant rhymer, as a dissenter from the Church of England a

Protestant parson. Besides, if you encourage a young beginner, who

knows but he may elevate his style a little, above the vulgar epithets

of profane and saucy Jack, and atheistic scribbler, with which he

treats me, when the fit of enthusiasm is strong upon him? By which

well-manner'd and charitable expressions, I was certain of his sect,

before I knew his name. What would you have more of a man? He has

damned me in your cause from Genesis to the Revelations; and has half

the texts of both the Testaments against me, if you will be so civil to

yourselves as to take him for your interpreter, and not to take them

for Irish witnesses. After all, perhaps, you will tell me, that you

retained him only for the opening of your cause, and that your main

lawyer is yet behind. Now, if it so happen he meet with no more reply

than his predecessors, you may either conclude, that I trust to the

goodness of my cause, or fear my adversary, or disdain him, or what you

please; for the short on it is, it is indifferent to your humble

servant, whatever your party says or thinks of him.

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