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Joshua Barnes, the editor of Euripides, thought every scrap of his author fo facred, that he has preserved with the name of one of his plays, the only remaining word of it. The same reason indeed might be given in his favour, which caused the preservation of that valuable trisyllable ; which is, that it cannot be found in any other place in the Greek language. But this does not feem to have been his only motive, as we find he has to the full as carefully published several detached and broken sentences, the gleanings from scholiasts, which have no claim to merit of that kind ; and yet the author's works might be reckoned by some to be incomplete without them.
If then this duty is expected from every editor of a Greek or Román poet, why is not the same infifted on in respect of an English classick? But if the custom of preserving all, whether worthy of it or not, be more honoured in the breach, than the observance, the suppreffion at least fhould not be considered as a fault. The publication of such things as Swift had writtên merely to raise a laugh among his friends, has added fomething to the bulk of his works, but very little to his character as a writer. The four volumes that came out since Dr. Hawkesworth's edition, not to look on them as a tax levied on the publick, (which I think one might without injuftice,) contain not more than sufficient to have made one of real value ; and there is a kind of disingenuity, not to give it a harsher title, in exhibiting what the author never meant should see the light;
I Volumes XIII. XIV. XV. and XVI, in large 8vo. Nite more have since been added. REED,
for no motive, but a sordid one, can betray the survivors to make that publick, which they themselves must be of opinion will be unfavourable to the memory of the dead.
Life does not often receive good unmixed with evil: The benefits of the art of printing are depraved by the facility with which scandal
be diffused, and secrets revealed ; and by the temptation by which traffick folicits avarice to betray the weaknesses of passion, or the confidence of friendship.
I cannot forbear to think these posthumous publications injurious to fociety. A man conscious of literary reputation will grow in time afraid to write with tenderness to his sister, or with fondness to his child; or to remit on the flightest occasion, or most pressing exigence, the rigour of critical choice, and grammatical severity. That esteem which preserves his letters, will at last produce his disgrace; when that which he wrote to his friend or his daughter shall be laid open to the publick.
There is perhaps sufficient evidence, that most of the plays in question, unequal as they may be to the rest, were written by Shakspeare ; but the reason generally given for publishing the less correct pieces of an author, that it affords a more impartial view of a man's talents or way of thinking, than when We only see him in form, and prepared for our reception, is not enough to condemn an editor who thinks and practices otherwise. For what is all this to show, but that every man is more dull at one time than another ? a fact which the world would easily have admitted, without asking any proofs in its support that might be destructive to an author's reputation.
To conclude ; if the work, which this publica
tion was meant to facilitate, has been already performed, the satisfaction of knowing it to be so may be obtained from hence; if otherwise, let those who raised expectations of correctness, and through negligence defeated them, be justly exposed by future editors, who will now be in possession of by far the greatest part of what they might have enquired after for years to no purpose; for in respect of such a number of the old quartos as are here exhibited, the first folio is a common book. This advantage will at least arise, that future editors having equally recourse to the same copies, can challenge distinction and preference only by genius, capacity, industry, and learning.
As I have only collected materials for future artists, I consider what I have been doing as no more than an apparatus for their use. If the publick is inclined to receive it as such, I am amply rewarded for my trouble ; if otherwise, I shall subinit with cheerfulness to the censure which should equitably fall on an injudicious attempt ; having this confolation, however, that my design amounted to no more than a wish to encourage others to think of preserving the oldest editions of the English writers, which are growing scarcer every day; and to afford the world all the aslistance or pleasure it can receive from the most authentick copies extant of its NOBLEST POET.5
s As the foregoing Advertisement appeared when its author was young and uninformed, he cannot now abide by many sentiments expressed in it: nor would it have been here reprinted, but in compliance with Dr. Johnson's injunction, that all the relative Prefaces should continue to attend his edition of our au. thor's plays. Steevens.
is said of the ostrich, that she drops her egg at random, to be dispos'd of as chariče pleases
; either brought to maturity by the sun's kindly warmth, or else crush'd by beasts and the feet of paffers-by. : such, at least, is the account which naturalifts, have given us of this extraordinary bird ; and admitting it for a truth, she is in this a fit emblem of almost every great genius : they conceive and produce with ease those noble issues of human understanding ; but incubation, the dull work of putting them correctly upon paper and afterwards publishing, is a talk they can not away with." If the original state of all such authors' writings, even from Homer downward, could be enquir'd into and known, they would yield proof in abundance of the juftness of what is here afserted : but the author now before us shall suffice for them all; being at once the greatest instance of genius in producing noble things, and of negligence in providing for them afterwards.
This negligence indeed was so great, and the condition in which his works are come down to us so very deform'd, that it has, of late years, induc'd several gentlemen to make a revision of them : but the publick seems not to be satisfy'd with any of their endeavours ; and the reason of it's discontent will be manifest, when the state of his old editions, and the methods that they have taken to amend them, are fully lay'd open, which is the first business of this Introduction.
6 Dr. Johnson's opinion of this performance may be known from the following passage in Mr. Boswell's Life of Dr. Johnson, second edit. Vol. III. p. 251 : “ If the man would bave come to me, I would have endeavoured to endow his purpose with words, for as it is, he doth gabble monstrously."
Of thirty-fix plays which Shakspeare has left us, and which compose the collection that was afterwards set out in folio ; thirteen only were publish'd in his life-time, that have much resemblance to those in the folio ; these thirteen are--" Hamlet, First and Second Henry IV. King Lear, Love's Labour's Loft, Merchant of Venice, Midsummer-Night's Dream, Much Ado about Nothing, Richard II. and III. Romeo and Juliet, Titus Andronicus, and Troilus and Cressida.” Some others, that came out in the same period, bear indeed the titles of
Henry V. King John, Merry Wives of Windsor, and Taming of the Shrew ;7", but are no other than either first draughts, or mutilated and perhaps surreptitious impressions of those plays, but whether of the two is not easy to determine : King John is
? This is meant of the first quarto edition of The Taming of the Shrew ; for the second was printed from the folio. But the play in this first edition appears certainly to have been a spurious one, from Mr. Pope's account of it, who seems to have been the only editor whom it was ever seen by : great pains has been taken to trace who he had it of, (for it was not in his collection) but without success.
[Mr. Capell afterwards procured a sight of this defideratum, a circumstance which he has quaintly recorded in a note annexed to the MS. catalogue of his Shaksperiana: “ lent by Mr. MaJone, an Irish gentleman, living in Queen Ann Street East."]