One Hundred Books Famous in English Literature: With Facsimiles of the Title-PagesGrolier Club
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One Hundred Books Famous in English Literature: With Facsimiles of the Title-Pages
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Best books -- Great Britain; English literature -- First editions -- Bibliography; English literature -- History and criticism; Title pages
I Have observed, that a Reader seldom peruses a Book with
Pleasure 'till he knows whether the Writer of it be a black or a
fair Man, of a mild or cholerick Disposition, Married or a
Batchelor, with other Particulars of the like nature, that
conduce very much to the right Understanding of an Author. To
gratify this Curiosity, which is so natural to a Reader, I
design this Paper, and my next, as Prefatory Discourses to my
following Writings, and shall give some Account in them of the
several Persons that are engaged in this Work. As the chief
Trouble of Compiling, Digesting and Correcting will fall to my
Share, I must do my self the Justice to open the Work with my
own History.
I was born to a small Hereditary Estate, which I find, by the
Writings of the Family, was bounded by the same Hedges and
Ditches in _William_ the Conqueror's Time that it is at present,
and has been delivered down from Father to Son whole and entire,
without the Loss or Acquisition of a single Field or Meadow,
during the Space of six hundred Years. There goes a Story in the
Family, that when my Mother was gone with Child of me about
three Months, she dreamt that she was brought to Bed of a Judge:
Whether this might proceed from a Law-Suit which was then
depending in the Family, or my Father's being a Justice of the
Peace, I cannot determine; for I am not so vain as to think it
presaged any Dignity that I should arrive at in my future Life,
though that was the Interpretation which the Neighbourhood put
upon it. The Gravity of my Behaviour at my very first Appearance
in the World, and all the Time that I sucked, seemed to favour
my Mother's Dream: For, as she has often told me, I threw away
my Rattle before I was two Months old, and would not make use of
my Coral 'till they had taken away the Bells from it.
As for the rest of my Infancy, there being nothing in it
remarkable, I shall pass it over in Silence. I find that, during
my Nonage, I had the Reputation of a very sullen Youth, but was
always a Favourite of my School-Master, who used to say, _that
my Parts were solid and would wear well_. I had not been long at
the University, before I distinguished my self by a most
profound Silence: For, during the Space of eight Years,
excepting in the publick Exercises of the College, I scarce
uttered the Quantity of an hundred Words; and indeed do not
remember that I ever spoke three Sentences together in my whole
Life. Whilst I was in this Learned Body I applied my self with
so much Diligence to my Studies, that there are very few
celebrated Books, either in the Learned or the Modern Tongues,
which I am not acquainted with.
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