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Rh imagine that I have tranlated Shakepear in a ervile Manner. Woe to the Writer who gives a literal Verion; who by rendring every Word of his Original, by that very means enervates the Sene, and extinguihes all the Fire of it. 'Tis on uch an Occaion one may jutly affirm, that the Letter kills, but the Spirit quickens.

follows another Page copied from a celebrated Tragic Writer among the Englih. 'Tis Dryden, a Poet in the Reign of Charles the Second; a Writer whoe Genius was too exuberant, and not accompanied with Judgment enough. Had he writ only a tenth Part of the Works he left behind him, his Character wou'd have been conpicuous in every Part; but his great Fault is his having endeavour'd to be univeral. Paage in Quetion is as follows: '' When I conider Life, 'tis all a Cheat, Yet fool'd by Hope, Men favour the Deceit; '' Trut