swer, that he would write for the young fellow; but still, nothing is done. I will endeavour to get his name and direction, and write to him myself.
Your books shall be sent as directed: they have been printed above a month; but I cannot get my subscribers' names[1]. I will make over all my profits to you for the property of Gulliver's Travels; which, I believe, will have as great a run as John Bunyan. Gulliver is a happy man, that at his age, can write such a merry work.
I made my lord archbishop's[2] compliments to her royal highness, who returns his grace her thanks; at the same time, Mrs. Howard read your letter to herself. The princess immediately seized on your plaid[3] for her own use, and has ordered the young princesses to be clad in the same. When I had the honour to see her, she was reading Gulliver, and was just come to the passage of the hobbling prince; which she laughed at. I tell you freely, the part of the projectors is the least brilliant. Lewis grumbles a little at it, and says, he wants the key to it, and is daily refining. I suppose he will be able to publish like Barnevelt[4] in time. I gave your ser-
- ↑ To a work, in 4to. entitled, "Tables of ancient Coins, Weights, and Measures, explained and exemplified in several Dissertations."
- ↑ Probably archbishop King of Dublin.
- ↑ The dean sent a present of some silk plaids from Ireland, for the princess of Wales, and the young princesses.
- ↑ This refers to a pamphlet, entitled, "A Key to the Lock: or a Treatise proving beyond all Contradiction the dangerous Tendency of a late Poem, entitled, The Rape of the Lock, to Government and Religion. By Esdras Barnevelt, apothecary."
