Jonathan Swift
The Battle of the Books
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Table of contents
INTRODUCTION.
THE BOOKSELLER TO THE READER.
THE PREFACE OF THE AUTHOR.
A FULL AND TRUE ACCOUNT OF THE BATTLE FOUGHT LAST FRIDAY BETWEEN THE ANCIENT AND THE MODERN BOOKS IN SAINT JAMES’S LIBRARY.
THE EPISODE OF BENTLEY AND WOTTON.
A MEDITATION UPON A BROOMSTICK.
PREDICTIONS FOR THE YEAR 1708.
BAUCIS AND PHILEMON.
THE LOGICIANS REFUTED.
THE PUPPET SHOW.
CADENUS AND VANESSA.
STELLA’S BIRTHDAY, 1718.
STELLA’S BIRTHDAY, 1720.
STELLA’S BIRTHDAY.
STELLA’S BIRTHDAY, 1724.
STELLA’S BIRTHDAY, MARCH 13, 1726.
TO STELLA,
THE FIRST HE WROTE OCT. 17, 1727.
THE SECOND PRAYER WAS WRITTEN NOV. 6, 1727.
THE BEASTS’ CONFESSION (1732).
HINTS TOWARDS AN ESSAY ON CONVERSATION.
THOUGHTS ON VARIOUS SUBJECTS.
FOOTNOTES:
INTRODUCTION.
Jonathan
Swift was born in 1667, on the 30th of November. His father was
a Jonathan Swift, sixth of the ten sons of the Rev. Thomas Swift,
vicar of Goodrich, near Ross, in Herefordshire, who had married
Elizabeth Dryden, niece to the poet Dryden’s grandfather.
Jonathan Swift married, at Leicester, Abigail Erick, or Herrick, who
was of the family that had given to England Robert Herrick, the
poet. As their eldest brother, Godwin, was prospering in
Ireland, four other Swifts, Dryden, William, Jonathan, and Adam, all
in turn found their way to Dublin. Jonathan was admitted an
attorney of the King’s Inns, Dublin, and was appointed by the
Benchers to the office of Steward of the King’s Inns, in January,
1666. He died in April, 1667, leaving his widow with an infant
daughter, Jane, and an unborn child.Swift
was born in Dublin seven months after his father’s death. His
mother after a time returned to her own family, in Leicester, and the
child was added to the household of his uncle, Godwin Swift, who, by
his four wives, became father to ten sons of his own and four
daughters. Godwin Swift sent his nephew to Kilkenny School,
where he had William Congreve among his schoolfellows. In
April, 1782, Swift was entered at Trinity College as pensioner,
together with his cousin Thomas, son of his uncle Thomas. That
cousin Thomas afterwards became rector of Puttenham, in Surrey.
Jonathan Swift graduated as B.A. at Dublin, in February, 1686, and
remained in Trinity College for another three years. He was
ready to proceed to M.A. when his uncle Godwin became insane.
The troubles of 1689 also caused the closing of the University, and
Jonathan Swift went to Leicester, where mother and son took counsel
together as to future possibilities of life.The
retired statesman, Sir William Temple, at Moor Park, near Farnham, in
Surrey, was in highest esteem with the new King and the leaders of
the Revolution. His father, as Master of the Irish Rolls, had
been a friend of Godwin Swift’s, and with his wife Swift’s mother
could claim cousinship. After some months, therefore, at
Leicester, Jonathan Swift, aged twenty-two, went to Moor Park, and
entered Sir William Temple’s household, doing service with the
expectation of advancement through his influence. The
advancement he desired was in the Church. When Swift went to
Moor Park he found in its household a child six or seven years old,
daughter to Mrs. Johnson, who was trusted servant and companion to
Lady Gifford, Sir William Temple’s sister. With this little
Esther, aged seven, Swift, aged twenty-two, became a playfellow and
helper in her studies. He broke his English for her into what
he called their “little language,” that was part of the same
playful kindliness, and passed into their after-life. In July,
1692, with Sir William Temple’s help, Jonathan Swift commenced M.A.
in Oxford, as of Hart Hall. In 1694, Swift’s ambition having
been thwarted by an offer of a clerkship, of £120 a year, in the
Irish Rolls, he broke from Sir William Temple, took orders, and
obtained, through other influence, in January, 1695, the small
prebendary of Kilroot, in the north of Ireland. He was there
for about a year. Close by, in Belfast, was an old college
friend, named Waring, who had a sister. Swift was captivated by
Miss Waring, called her Varina, and would have become engaged to
marry her if she had not flinched from engagement with a young
clergyman whose income was but a hundred a year.But
Sir William Temple had missed Jonathan Swift from Moor Park.
Differences were forgotten, and Swift, at his wish, went back.
This was in 1696, when his little pupil, Esther Johnson, was
fifteen. Swift said of her, “I knew her from six years old,
and had some share in her education, by directing what books she
should read, and perpetually instructing her in the principles of
honour and virtue, from which she never swerved in any one action or
moment of her life. She was sickly from her childhood until
about the age of fifteen; but then grew into perfect health, and was
then looked upon as one of the most beautiful, graceful, and
agreeable young women in London, only a little too fat. Her
hair was blacker than a raven, and every feature of her face in
perfection.” This was the Stella of Swift’s after-life, the
one woman to whom his whole love was given. But side by side
with the slow growth of his knowledge of all she was for him, was the
slow growth of his conviction that attacks of giddiness and deafness,
which first came when he was twenty, and recurred at times throughout
his life, were signs to be associated with that which he regarded as
the curse upon his life. His end would be like his uncle
Godwin’s. It was a curse transmissible to children, but if he
desired to keep the influence his genius gave him, he could not tell
the world why he refused to marry. Only to Stella, who remained
unmarried for his sake, and gave her life to him, could all be known.Returned
to Moor Park, Swift wrote, in 1697, the “Battle of the Books,” as
well as the “Tale of the Tub,” with which it was published seven
years afterwards, in 1704. Perrault and others had been
battling in France over the relative merits of Ancient and Modern
Writers. The debate had spread to England. On behalf of
the Ancients, stress was laid by Temple on the letters of Phalaris,
tyrant of Agrigentum. Wotton replied to Sir William for the
Moderns. The Hon. Charles Boyle, of Christ Church, published a
new edition of the Epistles of Phalaris, with translation of the
Greek text into Latin. Dr. Bentley, the King’s Librarian,
published a “Dissertation on the Epistles of Phalaris,” denying
their value, and arguing that Phalaris did not write them.
Christ Church replied through Charles Boyle, with “Dr. Bentley’s
Dissertation on the Epistles of Phalaris examined.” Swift
entered into the war with a light heart, and matched the Ancients in
defending them for the amusement of his patron. His incidental
argument between the Spider and the Bee has provided a catch-phrase,
“Sweetness and Light,” to a combatant of later times.Sir
William Temple died on the 27th of January, 1699. Swift then
became chaplain to Lord Berkeley in Dublin Castle, and it was as a
little surprise to Lady Berkeley, who liked him to read to her Robert
Boyle’s “Meditations,” that Swift wrote the “Meditation on a
Broomstick.” In February, 1700, he obtained from Lord
Berkeley the vicarage of Laracor with the living of Rathbeggan, also
in the diocese of Meath. In the beginning of 1701 Esther
Johnson, to whom Sir William Temple had bequeathed a leasehold farm
in Wicklow, came with an elder friend, Miss Dingley, and settled in
Laracor to be near Swift. During one of the visits to London,
made from Laracor, Swift attacked the false pretensions of
astrologers by that prediction of the death of Mr. Partridge, a
prophetic almanac maker, of which he described the Accomplishment so
clearly that Partridge had much ado to get credit for being alive.The
lines addressed to Stella speak for themselves. “Cadenus and
Vanessa” was meant as polite and courteous admonition to Miss
Hester Van Homrigh, a young lady in whom green-sickness seems to have
produced devotion to Swift in forms that embarrassed him, and with
which he did not well know how to deal.H.
M.
THE BOOKSELLER TO THE READER.
This
discourse, as it is unquestionably of the same author, so it seems to
have been written about the same time, with “The Tale of a Tub;”
I mean the year 1697, when the famous dispute was on foot about
ancient and modern learning. The controversy took its rise from
an essay of Sir William Temple’s upon that subject; which was
answered by W. Wotton, B.D., with an appendix by Dr. Bentley,
endeavouring to destroy the credit of Æsop and Phalaris for authors,
whom Sir William Temple had, in the essay before mentioned, highly
commended. In that appendix the doctor falls hard upon a new
edition of Phalaris, put out by the Honourable Charles Boyle, now
Earl of Orrery, to which Mr. Boyle replied at large with great
learning and wit; and the Doctor voluminously rejoined. In this
dispute the town highly resented to see a person of Sir William
Temple’s character and merits roughly used by the two reverend
gentlemen aforesaid, and without any manner of provocation. At
length, there appearing no end of the quarrel, our author tells us
that the BOOKS in St. James’s Library, looking upon themselves as
parties principally concerned, took up the controversy, and came to a
decisive battle; but the manuscript, by the injury of fortune or
weather, being in several places imperfect, we cannot learn to which
side the victory fell.I
must warn the reader to beware of applying to persons what is here
meant only of books, in the most literal sense. So, when Virgil
is mentioned, we are not to understand the person of a famous poet
called by that name; but only certain sheets of paper bound up in
leather, containing in print the works of the said poet: and so of
the rest.
THE PREFACE OF THE AUTHOR.
Satire
is a sort of glass wherein beholders do generally discover
everybody’s face but their own; which is the chief reason for that
kind reception it meets with in the world, and that so very few are
offended with it. But, if it should happen otherwise, the
danger is not great; and I have learned from long experience never to
apprehend mischief from those understandings I have been able to
provoke: for anger and fury, though they add strength to the sinews
of the body, yet are found to relax those of the mind, and to render
all its efforts feeble and impotent.There
is a brain that will endure but one scumming; let the owner gather it
with discretion, and manage his little stock with husbandry; but, of
all things, let him beware of bringing it under the lash of his
betters, because that will make it all bubble up into impertinence,
and he will find no new supply. Wit without knowledge being a
sort of cream, which gathers in a night to the top, and by a skilful
hand may be soon whipped into froth; but once scummed away, what
appears underneath will be fit for nothing but to be thrown to the
hogs.
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