When the life of a person, whose wit and genius raised him to an

eminence among writers of the first class, is written by one of uncommon

abilities:--One possess'd of the power (as Shakespear says) _of looking

quite thro' the deeds of men_; we are furnished with one of the highest

entertainments a man can enjoy:--Such an author also presents us with a

true picture of human nature, which affords us the most ample

instruction:--He discerns the passions which play about the heart; and

while he is astonished with the high efforts of genius, is at the same

time enabled to observe nature as it really is, and how distant from

perfection mankind are in this world, even in the most refined state of

humanity. Such an intellectual feast they enjoy, who peruse the life of

this great author, drawn by the masterly and impartial hand of lord

Orrery. We there discern the greatness and weakness of Dean Swift; we

discover the patriot, the genius, and the humourist; the peevish master,

the ambitious statesman, the implacable enemy, and the warm friend. His

mixed qualities and imperfections are there candidly marked: His errors

and virtues are so strongly represented, that while we reflect upon his

virtues, we forget he had so many failings; and when we consider his

errors, we are disposed to think he had fewer virtues. With such candour

and impartiality has lord Orrery drawn the portrait of Swift; and, as

every biographer ought to do, has shewn us the man as he really was.

Upon this account given by his lordship, is the following chiefly built.

It shall be our business to take notice of the most remarkable passages

of the life of Swift; to omit no incidents that can be found concerning

him, and as our propos'd bounds will not suffer us to enlarge, we shall

endeavour to display, with as much conciseness as possible, those

particulars which may be most entertaining to the reader.

He was born in Dublin, November the 30th, 1667, and was carried into

England soon after his birth, by his nurse, who being obliged to cross

the sea, and having a nurse's fondness for the child at her breast,

convey'd him ship-board without the knowledge of his mother or

relations, and kept him with her at Whitehaven in Cumberland, during her

residence about three-years in that place. This extraordinary event made

his return seem as if he had been transplanted to Ireland, rather than

that he owed his original existence to that soil. But perhaps he tacitly

hoped to inspire different nations with a contention for his birth; at

least in his angry moods, when he was peevish and provoked at the

ingratitude of Ireland, he was frequently heard to say, 'I am not of

this vile country, I am an Englishman.' Such an assertion tho' meant

figuratively, was often received literally; and the report was still

farther propagated by Mr. Pope, who in one of his letters has this

expression. 'Tho' one, or two of our friends are gone, since you saw

your native country, there remain a few.' But doctor Swift, in his

cooler hours, never denied his country: On the contrary he frequently

mentioned, and pointed out, the house where he was born.

The other suggestion concerning the illegitimacy of his birth, is

equally false. Sir William Temple was employed as a minister abroad,

from the year 1665, to the year 1670; first at Brussels, and afterwards

at the Hague, as appears by his correspondence with the earl of

Arlington, and other ministers of state. So that Dr. Swift's mother, who

never crossed the sea, except from England to Ireland, was out of all

possibility of a personal correspondence with Sir William Temple, till

some years after her son's birth. Dr. Swift's ancestors were persons of

decent and reputable characters. His grand-father was the Revd. Mr.

Thomas Swift, vicar of Goodridge, near Ross in Herefordshire. He enjoyed

a paternal estate in that county, which is still in possession of his

great-grandson, Dean Swift, Esq; He died in the year 1658, leaving five

sons, Godwin, Thomas, Dryden, Jonathan, and Adam.

Two of them only, Godwin and Jonathan, left sons. Jonathan married Mrs.

Abigail Erick of Leicestershire, by whom he had one daughter and a son.

The daughter was born in the first year of Mr. Swift's marriage; but he

lived not to see the birth of his son, who was born two months after his

death, and became afterwards the famous Dean of St. Patrick's.

The greatest part of Mr. Jonathan Swift's income had depended upon

agencies, and other employments of that kind; so that most of his

fortune perished with him[1], and the remainder being the only support

that his widow could enjoy, the care, tuition, and expence of her two

children devolved upon her husband's elder brother, Mr. Godwin Swift,

who voluntarily became their guardian, and supplied the loss which they

had sustained in a father.

The faculties of the mind appear and shine forth at different ages in

different men. The infancy of Dr. Swift pass'd on without any marks of

distinction. At six years old he was sent to school at Kilkenny, and

about eight years afterwards he was entered a student of Trinity College

in Dublin. He lived there in perfect regularity, and under an entire

obedience to the statutes; but the moroseness of his temper rendered him

very unacceptable to his companions, so that he was little regarded, and

less beloved, nor were the academical exercises agreeable to his genius.

He held logic and metaphysics in the utmost contempt; and he scarce

considered mathematics, and natural philosophy, unless to turn them into

ridicule. The studies which he followed were history and poetry. In

these he made a great progress, but to all other branches of science, he

had given so very little application, that when he appeared as a

candidate for the degree of batchelor of arts, he was set aside on

account of insufficiency.

'This, says lord Orrery, is a surprising incident in his life, but it is

undoubtedly true; and even at last he obtained his admission Speciali

Gratiâ. A phrase which in that university carries with it the utmost

marks of reproach. It is a kind of dishonourable degree, and the record

of it (notwithstanding Swift's present established character throughout

the learned world) must for ever remain against him in the academical

register at Dublin.'

The more early disappointments happen in life, the deeper impression

they make upon the heart. Swift was full of indignation at the treatment

he received in Dublin; and therefore resolved to pursue his studies at

Oxford. However, that he might be admitted Ad Eundem, he was obliged to

carry with him the testimonium of his degree. The expression Speciali

Gratiâ is so peculiar to the university of Dublin, that when Mr. Swift

exhibited his testimonium at Oxford, the members of the English

university concluded, that the words Speciali Gratâ must signify a

degree conferred in reward of extraordinary diligence and learning. It

is natural to imagine that he did not try to undeceive them; he was

entered in Hart-Hall, now Hartford-College, where he resided till he

took his degree of master of arts in the year 1691.

Dr. Swift's uncle, on whom he had placed his chief dependance, dying in

the Revolution year, he was supported chiefly by the bounty of Sir

William Temple, to whose lady he was a distant relation. Acts of

generosity seldom meet with their just applause. Sir William Temple's

friendship was immediately construed to proceed from a consciousness

that he was the real father of Mr. Swift, otherwise it was thought

impossible he could be so uncommonly munificent to a young man, so

distantly related to his wife.

'I am not quite certain, (says his noble Biographer) that Swift himself

did not acquiesce in the calumny; perhaps like Alexander, he thought the

natural son of Jupiter would appear greater than the legitimate son of

Philip.'

As soon as Swift quitted the university, he lived with Sir William

Temple as his friend, and domestic companion. When he had been about two

years in the family of his patron, he contracted a very long, and

dangerous illness, by eating an immoderate quantity of fruit. To this

surfeit he used to ascribe the giddiness in his head, which, with

intermissions sometimes of a longer, and sometimes of a shorter

continuance, pursued him till it seemed to compleat its conquest, by

rendering him the exact image of one of his own STRULDBRUGGS; a

miserable spectacle, devoid of every appearance of human nature, except

the outward form.

After Swift had sufficiently recovered to travel, he went into Ireland

to try the effects of his native air; and he found so much benefit by

the journey, that pursuant to his own inclinations he soon returned into

England, and was again most affectionately received by Sir William

Temple, whose house was now at Sheen, where he was often visited by King

William. Here Swift had frequent opportunities of conversing with that

prince; in some of which conversations the king offered to make him a

captain of horse: An offer, which in his splenetic dispositions, he

always seemed sorry to have refused; but at that time he had resolved

within his own mind to take orders, and during his whole life his

resolutions, like the decrees of fate, were immoveable. Thus determined,

he again went over to Ireland, and immediately inlisted himself under

the banner of the church. He was recommended to lord Capel, then

Lord-Deputy, who gave him, the first vacancy, a prebend, of which the

income was about a hundred pounds a year.

Swift soon grew weary of a preferment, which to a man of his ambition

was far from being sufficiently considerable. He resigned his prebend in

favour of a friend, and being sick of solitude he returned to Sheen,

were he lived domestically as usual, till the death of Sir William

Temple; who besides a legacy in money, left to him the care and trust of

publishing his posthumous works.

During Swift's residence with Sir William Temple he became intimately

acquainted with a lady, whom he has distinguished, and often celebrated,

under the name of Stella. The real name of this lady was Johnson. She

was the daughter of Sir William Temple's steward; and the concealed but

undoubted wife of doctor Swift. Sir William Temple bequeathed her in his

will 1000 l. as an acknowledgment of her father's faithful services. In

the year 1716 she was married to doctor Swift, by doctor Ashe, then

bishop of Clogher.

The reader must observe, there was a long interval between the

commencement of his acquaintance with Stella, and the time of making her

his wife, for which (as it appears he was fond of her from the beginning

of their intimacy) no other cause can be assigned, but that the same

unaccountable humour, which had so long detained him from marrying,

prevented him from acknowledging her after she was his wife.

'Stella (says lord Orrery) was a most amiable woman both in mind and

person: She had an elevated understanding, with all the delicacy, and

softness of her own sex. Her voice, however sweet in itself, was still

rendered more harmonious by what she said. Her wit was poignant without

severity: Her manners were humane, polite, easy and unreserved.--

Wherever she came, she attracted attention and esteem. As virtue was her

guide in morality, sincerity was her guide in religion. She was

constant, but not ostentatious in her devotions: She was remarkably

prudent in her conversation: She had great skill in music; and was

perfectly well versed in all the lesser arts that employ a lady's

leisure. Her wit allowed her a fund of perpetual cheerfulness within

proper limits. She exactly answered the description of Penelope in

Homer.

A woman, loveliest of the lovely kind,

In body perfect, and compleat in mind.'

Such was this amiable lady, yet, with all these advantages, she could

never prevail on Dr. Swift to acknowledge her openly as his wife. A

great genius must tread in unbeaten paths, and deviate from the common

road of life; otherwise a diamond of so much lustre might have been

publickly produced, although it had been fixed within the collet of

matrimony: But that which diminished the value of this inestimable jewel

in Swift's eye was the servile state of her father.

Ambition and pride, the predominant principles which directed all the

actions of Swift, conquered reason and justice; and the vanity of

boasting such a wife was suppressed by the greater vanity of keeping

free from a low alliance. Dr. Swift and Mrs. Johnson continued the same

oeconomy of life after marriage, which they had pursued before it. They

lived in separate houses; nothing appeared in their behaviour

inconsistent in their decorum, and beyond the limits of platonic love.

However unaccountable this renunciation of marriage rites might appear

to the world, it certainly arose, not from any consciousness of a too

near consanguinity between him and Mrs. Johnson, although the general

voice of some was willing to make them both the natural children of Sir

William Temple. Dr. Swift, (says lord Orrery) was not of that opinion,

for the same false pride which induced him to deny the legitimate

daughter of an obscure servant, might have prompted him to own the

natural daughter of Sir William Temple.[2]

It is natural to imagine, that a woman of Stella's delicacy must repine

at such an extraordinary situation. The outward honours she received are

as frequently bestowed upon a mistress as a wife; she was absolutely

virtuous, and was yet obliged to submit to all the appearances of vice.

Inward anxiety affected by degrees the calmness of her mind, and the

strength of her body. She died towards the end of January 1727,

absolutely destroy'd by the peculiarity of her fate; a fate which

perhaps she could not have incurred by an alliance with any other person

in the world.

Upon the death of Sir William Temple, Swift came to London, and took the

earliest opportunity of delivering a petition to King William, under the

claim of a promise made by his majesty to Sir William Temple, that Mr.

Swift should have the first vacancy which might happen among the

prebends of Westminster or Canterbury. But this promise was either

totally forgotten, or the petition which Mr. Swift presented was drowned

amidst the clamour of more urgent addresses. From this first

disappointment may be dated that bitterness towards kings and courtiers,

which is to be found so universally dispersed throughout his works.

After a long and fruitless attendance at Whitehall, Swift reluctantly

gave up all thoughts of a settlement in England: Pride prevented him

from remaining longer in a state of servility and contempt. He complied

therefore with an invitation from the earl of Berkley (appointed one of

the Lords Justices in Ireland) to attend him as his chaplain, and

private secretary.--Lord Berkley landed near Waterford, and Mr. Swift

acted as secretary during the whole journey to Dublin. But another of

lord Berkley's attendants, whose name was Bush, had by this time

insinuated himself into the earl's favour, and had whispered to his

lordship, that the post of secretary was not proper for a clergyman, to

whom only church preferments could be suitable or advantageous. Lord

Berkley listened perhaps too attentively to these insinuations, and

making some slight apology to Mr. Swift, divested him of that office,

and bestowed it upon Mr. Bush.

Here again was another disappointment, and a fresh object of

indignation. The treatment was thought injurious, and Swift expressed

his sensibility of it in a short but satyrical copy of verses, intitled

the Discovery. However, during the government of the Earls of Berkley

and Galway, who were jointly Lords Justices of Ireland, two livings,

Laracor and Rathbeggan, were given to Mr. Swift. The first of these

rectories was worth about 200, and the latter about 60 l. a year; and

they were the only church preferments which he enjoyed till he was

appointed Dean of St. Patrick's, in the year 1713.

Lord Orrery gives the following instances of his humour and of his

pride.

As soon as he had taken possession of his two livings, he went to reside

at Laracor, and gave public notice to his parishioners, that he would

read prayers on every Wednesday and Friday. Upon the subsequent

Wednesday the bell was rung, and the rector attended in his desk, when

after having sat some time, and finding the congregation to consist only

of himself and his clerk Roger, he began with great composure and

gravity; but with a turn peculiar to himself. "_Dearly beloved_ Roger,

_the scripture moveth you and me in sundry places, &c_." And then

proceeded regularly thro' the whole service. This trifling circumstance

serves to shew; that he could not resist a vein of humour, whenever he

had an opportunity of exerting it.

The following is the instance of his pride. While Swift was chaplain to

lord Berkley, his only sister, by the consent and approbation of her

uncle and relations, was married to a man in trade, whose fortune,

character, and situation were esteemed by all her friends, and suitable

to her in every respect.

But the marriage was intirely disagreeable to her brother. It seemed to

interrupt those ambitious views he had long since formed: He grew

outragious at the thoughts of being brother-in law to a trademan. He

utterly refused all reconciliation with his father; nor would he even

listen to the entreaties of his mother, who came over to Ireland under

the strongest hopes of pacifying his anger; having in every other

instance found him a dutiful and obedient son: But his pride was not to

be conquered, and Mrs. Swift finding her son inflexible, hastened back

to Leicester, where she continued till her death.

During his mother's life time, he scarce ever failed to pay her an

annual visit. But his manner of travelling was as singular as any other

of his actions. He often went in a waggon, but more frequently walked

from Holyhead to Leicester, London, or any other part of England. He

generally chose to dine with waggoners, ostlers, and persons of that

rank; and he used to lye at night in houses where he found written over

the door, Lodgings for a Penny. He delighted in scenes of low life. The

vulgar dialect was not only a fund of humour for him; but seems to have

been acceptable to his nature, as appears from the many filthy ideas,

and indecent expressions found throughout his works.

A strict residence in a country place was not in the least suitable to

the restless temper of Swift. He was perpetually making excursions not

only to Dublin, and other places in Ireland, but likewise to London; so

rambling a disposition occasioned to him a considerable loss. The rich

deanery of Derry became vacant at this time, and was intended for him by

lord Berkley, if Dr. King, then bishop of Derry, and afterwards

archbishop of Dublin, had not interposed; entreating with great

earnestness, that the deanery might be given to some grave and elderly

divine, rather than to so young a man 'because (added the bishop) the

situation of Derry is in the midst of Presbyterians, and I should be

glad of a clergyman, who might be of assistance to me. I have no

objection to Mr. Swift. I know him to be a sprightly ingenious young

man; but instead of residing, I dare say he will be eternally flying

backwards and forwards to London; and therefore I entreat that he may be

provided for in some other place.'

Swift was accordingly set aside on account of youth, and from the year

1702, to the change of the ministry in the year 1710, few circumstances

of his life can be found sufficiently material to be inserted here. From

this last period, 'till the death of Queen Anne, we find him fighting on

the side of the Tories, and maintaining their cause in pamphlets, poems,

and weekly papers. In one of his letters to Mr. Pope he has this

expression, 'I have conversed, in some freedom, with more ministers of

state, of all parties, than usually happens to men of my level; and, I

confess, in their capacity as ministers I look upon them as a race of

people, whose acquaintance no man would court otherwise, than on the

score of vanity and ambition.' A man always appears of more consequence

to himself, than he is in reality to any other person. Such, perhaps,

was the case of Dr. Swift. He knew how useful he was to the

administration in general; and in one of his letters he mentions, that

the place of historiographer was intended for him; but in this

particular he flattered himself; at least, he remained without any

preferment 'till the year 1713, when he was made dean of St. Patrick's.

In point of power and revenue, such a deanery might be esteemed no

inconsiderable promotion; but to an ambitious mind, whose perpetual view

was a settlement in England, a dignity in any other country must appear

only a profitable and an honourable kind of banishment. It is very

probable, that the temper of Swift might occasion his English friends to

wish him promoted at a distance. His spirit was ever untractable. The

motions of his genius were often irregular. He assumed more of the air

of a patron, than of a friend. He affected rather to dictate than

advise. He was elated with the appearance of enjoying ministerial

confidence. He enjoyed the shadow indeed, but the substance was detained

from him. He was employed, not entrusted; and at the same time he

imagined himself a subtle diver, who dextrously shot down into the

profoundest regions of politics, he was suffered only to sound the

shallows nearest the shore, and was scarce admitted to descend below the

froth at the top. Swift was one of those strange kind of Tories, who

lord Bolingbroke, in his letter to Sir William Wyndham, calls the

Whimsicals, that is, they were Tories attach'd to the Hanoverian

succession. This kind of Tory is so incongruous a creature, that it is a

wonder ever such a one existed. Mrs. Pilkington informs us, that Swift

had written A Defence of the last Ministers of Queen Anne, from an

intention of restoring the Pretender, which Mr. Pope advised him to

destroy, as not one word of it was true. Bolingbroke, by far the most

accomplished man in that ministry (for Oxford was, in comparison of him,

a statesman of no compass) certainly aimed at the restoration of the

exiled family, however he might disguise to some people his real

intentions, under the masque of being a Hanoverian Tory. This serves to

corroberate the observation which lord Orrery makes of Swift: 'that he

was employed, not trusted, &c.'

By reflexions of this sort, says lord Orrery, we may account for his

disappointment of an English bishopric. A disappointment, which, he

imagined, he owed to a joint application, made against him to the Queen,

by Dr. Sharp, archbishop of York, and by a lady of the highest rank and

character. Archbishop Sharpe, according to Swift's account, had

represented him to the Queen as a person, who was no Christian; the

great lady had supported the assertion, and the Queen, upon such

assurances, had given away the bishopric, contrary to her Majesty's

intentions. Swift kept himself, indeed, within some tolerable bounds

when he spoke of the Queen; but his indignation knew no limits when he

mentioned the archbishop, or the lady.

Most people are fond of a settlement in their native country, but Swift

had not much reason to rejoice in the land where his lot had fallen; for

upon his arrival in Ireland to take possesion of the deanery, he found

the violence of party raging in that kingdom to the highest degree. The

common people were taught to consider him as a Jacobite, and they

proceeded so far in their detestation, as to throw stones and dirt at

him as he passed thro' the streets. The chapter of St. Patrick's, like

the rest of the kingdom, received him with great reluctance. They

opposed him in every point he proposed. They avoided him as a

pestilence, and resisted him as an invader and an enemy to his country.

Such was his first reception, as dean of St. Patrick's. Fewer talents,

and less firmness must have yielded to so outrageous an opposition. He

had seen enough of human nature to be convinced that the passions of

low, self-interested minds ebb and flow continually. They love they know

not whom, they hate they know not why. They are captivated by words,

guided by names, and governed by accidents. But to few the strange

revolutions in this world, Dr. Swift, who was now the detestion of the

Irish rabble, lived to be afterwards the most absolute monarch over

them, that ever governed men. His first step was to reduce to reason and

obedience his revd. brethren the the chapter of St. Patrick's; in which

he succeeded so perfectly, and so speedily, that, in a short time after

his arrival, not one member in that body offered to contradict him, even

in trifles: on the contrary, they held him in the highest respect and

veneration, so that he sat in the Chapter-House, like Jupiter in the

Synod of the Gods.

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