The Fable of the Bees; Or, Private Vices, Public BenefitsMandeville, Bernard
Philosophy
The Fable of the Bees; Or, Private Vices, Public Benefits
Mandeville, Bernard
Charity-schools -- Early works to 1800; Ethics -- Early works to 1800; Virtue -- Early works to 1800
Methinks I hear them cry out, that a more dangerous doctrine never
was broached, and Popery is a fool to it, and ask what brute of
a Saracen it is that draws his ugly weapon for the destruction of
learning. It is ten to one but they will indict me for endeavouring, by
instigation of the prince of darkness, to introduce into these realms
greater ignorance and barbarity, than ever nation was plunged into by
Goths and Vandals since the light of the gospel first appeared in the
world. Whoever labours under the public odium, has always crimes laid
to his charge he never was guilty of, and it will be suspected that
I have had a hand in obliterating the Holy Scriptures, and perhaps
affirmed, that it was at my request that the small Bibles, published by
patent in the year 1721, and chiefly made use of in charity schools,
were, through badness of print and paper, rendered illegible; which
yet I protest I am as innocent of as the child unborn. But I am in
a thousand fears; the more I consider my case, the worse I like it,
and the greatest comfort I have is in my sincere belief, that hardly
any body will mind a word of what I say; or else, if ever the people
suspected that what I write would be of any weight to any considerable
part of the society, I should not have the courage barely to think
on all the trades I should disoblige; and I cannot but smile, when I
reflect on the variety of uncouth sufferings that would be prepared
for me, if the punishment they would differently inflict upon me was
emblematically to point at my crime. For if I was not suddenly stuck
full of useless pen knives up to the hilts, the company of stationers
would certainly take me in hand, and either have me buried alive
in their hall, under a great heap of primers and spelling-books,
they would not be able to sell; or else send me up against tide to
be bruised to death in a paper mill, that would be obliged to stand
still a week upon my account. The ink-makers, at the same time,
would, for the public good, offer to choke me with astringents, or
drown me in the black liquor that would be left upon their hands;
which, if they joined stock, might easily be performed in less than
a month; and if I should escape the cruelty of these united bodies,
the resentment of a private monopolist would be as fatal to me, and
I should soon find myself pelted and knocked on the head with little
squat Bibles clasped in brass, and ready armed for mischief, that,
charitable learning ceasing, would be fit for nothing but unopened
to fight with, and exercises truly polemic.
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