Horat. Epist. Lib. II. Ep. 1.


_LONDON_,

Printed for BERNARD LINTOTT, at the _Cross-Keys_
between the Two _Temple-Gates_ in _Fleet-street_.

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To The
RIGHT HONOURABLE

_JOHN_ Lord _SOMMERS_,

Lord-President of Her HAJESTY's most
Honourable Privy-Council.


_May it please Your Lordship,_

As it's an Establish'd Custom in these latter Ages, for all Writers,
particularly the Poetical, to shelter their Productions under the
Protection of the most Distinguish'd, whose Approbation produces a kind
of Inspiration, much superior to that which the _Heathenish_ Poets
pretended to derive from their Fictitious _Apollo_: So it was my
Ambition to Address one of my weak Performances to Your Lordship, who,
by Universal Consent, are justly allow'd to be the best Judge of all
kinds of Writing.