If a theological subject be well handled by a layman, it is better

received than if it came from a divine; and that for reasons obvious

enough, which, although of little weight in themselves, will ever have a

great deal with mankind.

But, when books are written with ill intentions, to advance dangerous

opinions, or destroy foundations; it may be then of real use to know

from what quarter they come, and go a good way towards their

confutation. For instance, if any man should write a book against the

lawfulness of punishing felony with death; and, upon enquiry, the author

should be found in Newgate under condemnation for robbing a house; his

arguments would not very unjustly lose much of their force, from the

circumstances he lay under. So, when Milton writ his book of divorces,

it was presently rejected as an occasional treatise; because every body

knew, he had a shrew for his wife. Neither can there be any reason

imagined, why he might not, after he was blind, have writ another upon

the danger and inconvenience of eyes. But, it is a piece of logic which

will hardly pass on the world; that because one man hath a sore nose,

therefore all the town should put plasters upon theirs. So, if this

treatise about the rights of the church should prove to be the work of a

man steady in his principles, of exact morals, and profound learning, a

true lover of his country, and a hater of Christianity, as what he

really believes to be a cheat upon mankind, whom he would undeceive

purely for their good; it might be apt to check unwary men, even of good

dispositions towards religion. But if it be found the production of a

man soured with age and misfortunes, together with the consciousness of

past miscarriages; of one, who, in hopes of preferment, was reconciled

to the Popish religion;[1] of one wholly prostitute in life and

principles, and only an enemy to religion, because it condemns them: In

this case, and this last I find is the universal opinion, he is like to

have few proselytes, beside those, who, from a sense of their vicious

lives, require to be perpetually supplied by such amusements as this;

which serve to flatter their wishes, and debase their understandings.

[Footnote 1: Dr. Matthew Tindal became a convert to the Romish religion

during the reign of James II. What share interest had in his conversion

may be easily imagined; but it is uncertain whether it was the

disappointment of his expectations, or conviction, that, in 1687,

induced him to reconcile himself to the Church of England, and become a

decided favourer of those doctrines which produced the Revolution. He

often sat as a judge in the Court of Delegates, but did not practise

much as an advocate in Doctor's Commons. His chief means of support was

a pension from government of £200. Tindal died in 1733, three years

after publication of his grand deistical work, "Christianity as Old as

the Creation." His effects, amounting to £2,000 and upwards, were

appropriated by the noted Eustace Budgell, to the prejudice of the heir

at law, under a will attended with circumstances of great suspicion. [T.

S.]]

I know there are some who would fain have it, that this discourse was

written by a club of freethinkers, among whom the supposed author only

came in for a share. But, sure, we cannot judge so meanly of any party,

without affronting the dignity of mankind. If this be so, and if here be

the product of all their quotas and contributions, we must needs allow,

that freethinking is a most confined and limited talent. It is true

indeed, the whole discourse seemeth to be a motley, inconsistent

composition, made up of various shreds of equal fineness, although of

different colours. It is a bundle of incoherent maxims and assertions,

that frequently destroy one another. But still there is the same

flatness of thought and style; the same weak advances towards wit and

raillery; the same petulancy and pertness of spirit; the same train of

superficial reading; the same thread of threadbare quotations: the same

affectation of forming general rules upon false and scanty premises.

And, lastly, the same rapid venom sprinkled over the whole; which, like

the dying impotent bite of a trodden benumbed snake, may be nauseous and

offensive, but cannot be very dangerous.

And, indeed, I am so far from thinking this libel to be born of several

fathers, that it hath been the wonder of several others, as well as

myself; how it was possible for any man, who appeareth to have gone the

common circle of academical education;[2] who hath taken so universal a

liberty, and hath so entirely laid aside all regards, not only of

Christianity, but common truth and justice; one who is dead to all sense

of shame, and seemeth to be past the getting or losing a reputation,

should, with so many advantages, and upon so unlimited a subject, come

out with so poor, so jejune a production. Should we pity or be amazed at

so perverse a talent, which, instead of qualifying an author to give a

new turn to old matter, disposeth him quite contrary to talk in an old

beaten trivial manner upon topics wholly new. To make so many sallies

into pedantry without a call, upon a subject the most alien, and in the

very moments he is declaiming against it, and in an age too, where it is

so violently exploded, especially among those readers he proposeth to

entertain.

[Footnote 2: See note, p. 9, where it will be seen that Tindal was an

Oxford man. [T.S.]]

I know it will be said, that this is only to talk in the common style of

an answerer; but I have not so little policy. If there were any hope of

reputation or merit from such victory, I should be apt like others to

cry up the courage and conduct of an enemy. Whereas to detect the

weakness, the malice, the sophistry, the falsehood, the ignorance of

such a writer, requireth little more than to rank his perfections in

such an order, and place them in such a light, that the commonest reader

may form a judgment of them.

It may still be a wonder how so heavy a book, written upon a subject in

appearance so little instructive or diverting, should survive to three

editions, and consequently find a better reception than is usual with

such bulky spiritless volumes; and this, in an age that pretendeth so

soon to be nauseated with what is tedious and dull. To which I can only

return, that, as burning a book by the common hangman, is a known

expedient to make it sell; so, to write a book that deserveth such

treatment, is another: And a third, perhaps as effectual as either, is

to ply an insipid, worthless tract with grave and learned answers, as

Dr. Hickes, Dr. Potter,[3] and Mr. Wotton have done. Design and

performances, however commendable, have glanced a reputation upon the

piece; which oweth its life to the strength of those hands and weapons,

that were raised to destroy it; like flinging a mountain upon a worm,

which, instead of being bruised, by the advantage of its littleness,

lodgeth under it unhurt.

[Footnote 3: George Hickes, D.D. (1642-1715), born at Newsham, Yorks,

and educated at Oxford. He visited Scotland with his patron, the Duke of

Lauderdale, in 1677, and was presented by the St. Andrews University

with the degree of LL.D. Became Dean of Worcester in 1683, but lost that

office at the Revolution, for not taking the oaths. The nonjuring

prelates, in 1693, consecrated him Bishop of Thetford. Dr. Hickes was a

profound scholar, and well versed in northern literature. Among his

works may be named, "Institutiones Grammaticae Anglo-Saxonicae et

Maeso-Gothicae," "Antiquae Literaturae Septentrionalis Thesaurus."

John Potter, D.D. (1674-1747), born at Wakefield, and educated at

Oxford. In 1707 he published a "Discourse on Church Government," and

eight years later became Bishop of Oxford. On the death of Wake, in

1737, he was appointed to the Archbishopric of Canterbury. [T.S.]]

But neither is this all. For the subject, as unpromising as it seemeth

at first view, is no less than that of Lucretius, to free men's minds

from the bondage of religion; and this not by little hints and by

piecemeal, after the manner of those little atheistical tracts that

steal into the world, but in a thorough wholesale manner; by making

religion, church, Christianity, with all their concomitants, a perfect

contrivance of the civil power. It is an imputation often charged on

this sort of men, that, by their invectives against religion, they can

possibly propose no other end than that of fortifying themselves and

others against the reproaches of a vicious life; it being necessary for

men of libertine practices to embrace libertine principles, or else they

cannot act in consistence with any reason, or preserve any peace of

mind. Whether such authors have this design, (whereof I think they have

never gone about to acquit themselves) thus much is certain; that no

other use is made of such writings: Neither did I ever hear this

author's book justified by any person, either Whig or Tory, except such

who are of that profligate character. And, I believe, whoever examineth

it, will be of the same opinion; although indeed such wretches are so

numerous, that it seemeth rather surprising, why the book hath had no

more editions, than why it should have so many.

Having thus endeavoured to satisfy the curious with some account of this

author's character, let us examine what might probably be the motives to

engage him in such a work. I shall say nothing of the principal, which

is a sum of money; because that is not a mark to distinguish him from

any other trader with the press. I will say nothing of revenge and

malice, from resentment of the indignities and contempt he hath

undergone for his crime of apostasy. To this passion he has thought fit

to sacrifice order, propriety, discretion, and common sense, as may be

seen in every page of his book: But, I am deceived, if there were not a

third motive as powerful as the other two; and that is, vanity. About

the latter end of King James's reign he had almost finished a learned

discourse in defence of the Church of Rome, and to justify his

conversion: All which, upon the Revolution, was quite out of season.

Having thus prostituted his reputation, and at once ruined his hopes, he

had no course left, but to shew his spite against religion in general;

the false pretensions to which, had proved so destructive to his credit

and fortune: And, at the same time, loth to employ the speculations of

so many years to no purpose; by an easy turn, the same arguments he had

made use of to advance Popery, were full as properly levelled by him

against Christianity itself; like the image, which, while it was new and

handsome, was worshipped for a saint, and when it came to be old and

broken, was still good enough to make a tolerable devil. And, therefore

every reader will observe, that the arguments for Popery are much the

strongest of any in his book, as I shall further remark when I find them

in my way.

There is one circumstance in his title-page, which I take to be not

amiss, where he calleth his book, "Part the First." This is a project to

fright away answerers, and make the poor advocates for religion believe,

he still keepeth further vengeance in _petto_. It must be allowed, he

hath not wholly lost time, while he was of the Romish communion. This

very trick he learned from his old father, the Pope; whose custom it is

to lift up his hand, and threaten to fulminate, when he never meant to

shoot his bolts; because the princes of Christendom had learned the

secret to avoid or despise them. Dr. Hickes knew this very well, and

therefore, in his answer to this "Book of Rights," where a second part

is threatened, like a rash person he desperately crieth, "Let it come."

But I, who have not too much phlegm to provoke angry wits of his

standard, must tell the author, that the doctor plays the wag, as if he

were sure, it were all grimace. For my part, I declare, if he writeth a

second part, I will not write another answer; or, if I do, it shall be

published, before the other part cometh out.[4]

[Footnote 4: Tindal did, however, attempt to maintain his ground against

his numerous opponents, in "A Defence of the Rights of the Christian

Church, against a late Visitation Sermon, 8vo. 1707;" and also in "A

Second Defence of the Rights of the Christian Church considered, in two

late Indictments against a Bookseller and His Servant, for selling one

of the said Books, 1707." [T. S.]]

There may have been another motive, although it be hardly credible, both

for publishing this work, and threatening a second part: It is not soon

conceived how far the sense of a man's vanity will transport him. This

man must have somewhere heard, that dangerous enemies have been often

bribed to silence with money or preferment: And, therefore, to shew how

formidable he is, he hath published his first essay; and, in hopes of

hire to be quiet, hath frighted us with his design of another. What must

the clergy do in these unhappy circumstances? If they should bestow this

man bread enough to stop his mouth, it will but open those of a hundred

more, who are every whit as well qualified to rail as he. And truly,

when I compare the former enemies to Christianity, such as Socinus,[5]

Hobbes, and Spinosa,[6] with such of their successors, as Toland, Asgil,

Coward, Gildon,[7] this author of the "Rights," and some others; the

church appeareth to me like the sick old lion in the fable, who, after

having his person outraged by the bull, the elephant, the horse, and the

bear, took nothing so much to heart, as to find himself at last insulted

by the spurn of an ass.

[Footnote 5: Laelius Socinus (1525-1562), born at Siena. He studied at

Bologna, and in 1546 became a member of a secret freethinking society in

Venice. The society, however, was broken up, and Socinus left Italy for

Switzerland and Poland. He died at Zurich. His papers were published by

his nephew, Faustus Socinus, who founded a sect on the tenets they

taught.]

[Footnote 6: Benedict or Baruch Spinoza (1632-1677), born at Amsterdam,

of a Portuguese Jewish family. He was excommunicated by his people for

atheism. He retired to the Hague and took to making lenses, and the

study of philosophy. His "Ethics" and "Tractatus Theologico-Politicus"

constitute a system of philosophy which has had no little influence on

modern thought. See Pollock's "Spinoza."]

[Footnote 7: Charles Gildon (1665-1723-4) was educated at Douay. He

printed a book called "The Deist's Manual." For accounts of Coward,

Toland, and Asgil, see note, p. 9.] I will now add a few words to give

the reader some general notion of the nature and tendency of the work

itself.

I think I may assert, without the least partiality, that it is a

treatise wholly devoid of wit or learning, under the most violent and

weak endeavours and pretences to both. That it is replenished throughout

with bold, rude, improbable falsehoods, and gross misinterpretations;

and supported by the most impudent sophistry and false logic I have

anywhere observed. To this he hath added a paltry, traditional cant of

"priestrid" and "priestcraft," without reason or pretext as he applyeth

it. And when he raileth at those doctrines in Popery (which no

Protestant was ever supposed to believe) he leads the reader, however,

by the hand, to make applications against the English clergy, and then

he never faileth to triumph, as if he had made a very shrewd and notable

stroke. And because the court and kingdom seemeth disposed to moderation

with regard to Dissenters, more perhaps than is agreeable to the hot

unreasonable temper of some mistaken men among us; therefore under the

shelter of that popular opinion, he ridiculeth all that is sound in

religion, even Christianity itself, under the names of Jacobite,

Tackers, High Church, and other terms of factious jargon. All which, if

it were to be first rased from his book (as just so much of nothing to

the purpose) how little would remain to give the trouble of an answer!

To which let me add, that the spirit or genius, which animates the

whole, is plainly perceived to be nothing else but the abortive malice

of an old neglected man,[8] who hath long lain under the extremes of

obloquy, poverty and contempt; that have soured his temper, and made him

fearless. But where is the merit of being bold, to a man that is secure

of impunity to his person, and is past apprehension of anything else? He

that hath neither reputation nor bread hath very little to lose, and

hath therefore as little to fear. And, as it is usually said, "Whoever

values not his own life, is master of another man's;" so there is

something like it in reputation: He that is wholly lost to all regards

of truth or modesty, may scatter so much calumny and scandal, that some

part may perhaps be taken up before it fall to the ground; because the

ill talent of the world is such, that those who will be at pains enough

to inform themselves in a malicious story, will take none at all to be

undeceived, nay, will be apt with some reluctance to admit a favourable

truth.

[Footnote 8: Tindal was not an old man at the time Swift wrote,

certainly not older than was Swift himself. [T. S.]]

To expostulate, therefore, with this author for doing mischief to

religion, is to strew his bed with roses; he will reply in triumph, that

this was his design; and I am loth to mortify him, by asserting he hath

done none at all. For I never yet saw so poor an atheistical scribble,

which would not serve as a twig for sinking libertines to catch at. It

must be allowed in their behalf, that the faith of Christians is not as

a grain of mustard seed in comparison of theirs, which can remove such

mountains of absurdities, and submit with so entire a resignation to

such apostles. If these men had any share of that reason they pretend

to, they would retire into Christianity, merely to give it ease. And

therefore men can never be confirmed in such doctrines, until they are

confirmed in their vices; which last, as we have already observed, is

the principal design of this and all other writers against revealed

religion.

I am now opening the book which I propose to examine. An employment, as

it is entirely new to me, so it is that to which, of all others, I have

naturally the greatest antipathy. And, indeed, who can dwell upon a

tedious piece of insipid thinking, and false reasoning, so long as I am

likely to do, without sharing the infection?

But, before I plunge into the depths of the book itself, I must be

forced to wade through the shallows of a long preface.

This preface, large as we see it, is only made up of such supernumerary

arguments against an independent power in the church, as he could not,

without nauseous repetition, scatter into the body of his book: And it

is detached, like a forlorn hope, to blunt the enemy's sword that

intendeth to attack him. Now, I think, it will be easy to prove, that

the opinion of _imperium in imperio_, in the sense he chargeth it upon

the clergy of England, is what no one divine of any reputation, and very

few at all, did ever maintain; and, that their universal sentiment in

this matter is such as few Protestants did ever dispute. But, if the

author of the "Regale," or two or three more obscure writers, have

carried any points further than Scripture and reason will allow, (which

is more than I know, or shall trouble myself to enquire) the clergy of

England is no more answerable for those, than the laity is for all the

folly and impertinence of this treatise. And, therefore, that people may

not be amused, or think this man is somewhat, that he hath advanced or

defended any oppressed truths, or overthrown any growing dangerous

errors, I will set in as clear a light as I can, what I conceive to be

held by the established clergy and all reasonable Protestants in this

matter.

Everybody knows and allows, that in all government there is an absolute,

unlimited, legislative power, which is originally in the body of the

people, although, by custom, conquest, usurpation, or other accidents,

sometimes fallen into the hands of one or a few. This in England is

placed in the three estates (otherwise called the two Houses of

Parliament) in conjunction with the King. And whatever they please to

enact or to repeal in the settled forms, whether it be ecclesiastical or

civil, immediately becometh law or nullity. Their decrees may be against

equity, truth, reason and religion, but they are not against law;

because law is the will of the supreme legislature, and that is,

themselves. And there is no manner of doubt, but the same authority,

whenever it pleaseth, may abolish Christianity, and set up the Jewish,

Mahometan, or heathen religion. In short, they may do anything within

the compass of human power. And, therefore, who will dispute that the

same law, which deprived the church not only of lands, misapplied to

superstitious uses, but even the tithes and glebes, (the ancient and

necessary support of parish priests) may take away all the rest,

whenever the lawgivers please, and make the priesthood as primitive, as

this writer, or others of his stamp, can desire.

But as the supreme power can certainly do ten thousand things more than

it ought, so there are several things which some people may think it can

do, although it really cannot. For, it unfortunately happens, that

edicts which cannot be executed, will not alter the nature of things.

So, if a king and parliament should please to enact, that a woman who

hath been a month married, is _virgo intacta_, would that actually

restore her to her primitive state? If the supreme power should resolve

a corporal of dragoons to be a doctor of divinity, law or physic, few, I

believe, would trust their souls, fortunes, or bodies to his direction;

because that power is neither fit to judge or teach those qualifications

which are absolutely necessary to the several professions. Put the case

that walking on the slack rope were the only talent required by act of

parliament for making a man a bishop; no doubt, when a man had done his

feat of activity in form, he might sit in the House of Lords, put on his

robes and his rochet, go down to his palace, receive and spend his

rents; but it requireth very little Christianity to believe this tumbler

to be one whit more a bishop than he was before; because the law of God

hath otherwise decreed; which law, although a nation may refuse to

receive it, cannot alter in its own nature.

And here lies the mistake of this superficial man, who is not able to

distinguish between what the civil power can hinder, and what it can do.

"If the parliament can annul ecclesiastical laws, they must be able to

make them, since no greater power is required for one than the other."

See pref., p. viii. This consequence he repeateth above twenty times,

and always in the wrong. He affecteth to form a few words into the shape

and size of a maxim, then trieth it by his ear, and, according as he

likes the sound or cadence, pronounceth it true. Cannot I stand over a

man with a great pole, and hinder him from making a watch, although I am

not able to make one myself. If I have strength enough to knock a man on

the head, doth it follow I can raise him to life again? The parliament

may condemn all the Greek and Roman authors; can it therefore create new

ones in their stead? They may make laws, indeed, and call them canon and

ecclesiastical laws, and oblige all men to observe them under pain of

high treason. And so may I, who love as well as any man to have in my

own family the power in the last resort, take a turnip, then tie a

string to it, and call it a watch, and turn away all my servants, if

they refuse to call it so too.

For my own part, I must confess that this opinion of the independent

power of the Church, or _imperium in imperio_, wherewith this writer

raiseth such a dust, is what I never imagined to be of any consequence,

never once heard disputed among divines, nor remember to have read,

otherwise than as a scheme in one or two authors of middle rank, but

with very little weight laid on it. And I dare believe, there is hardly

one divine in ten that ever once thought of this matter. Yet to see a

large swelling volume written only to encounter this doctrine, what

could one think less than that the whole body of the clergy were

perpetually tiring the press and the pulpit with nothing else?

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