The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 15Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 15
Dryden, John
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be able to express any thing either naturally or justly. This subjects
him on all occasions to false allusions, and mistaken points of wit.
As for judgment, he has not the least grain of it; and therefore all
his plays will be a mere confusion. What a beastly pattern of a king,
whom he intends virtuous, has he shewn in his Muly Labas? Yet he is the
only person who is kept to his character; for he is a perpetual fool;
and I dare undertake, that if he were played by Nokes, who acted just
such another monarch in "Macbeth,"[165] it would give new life to the
play, and do it more good than all its devils. But of all women, the
Lord bless us from his Laula! nobody can be safe from her: she is so
naturally mischievous, that she kills without the least occasion, for
the mere lechery of bloodshed. I suspect he took her character from the
poisoning-woman, who, they say, makes almost as little ceremony of a
murder as that Queen.
It were endless to run over the rest; but they are all of the same
stamp. He has a heavy hand at fools, and a great felicity in writing
nonsense for them. Fools they will be in spite of him. His king, his
two empresses, his villain, and his sub-villain, nay his hero, have all
a certain natural cast of the father; one turn of the countenance goes
through all his children. Their folly was born and bred in them; and
something of the Elkanah will be visible. Our poet, in writing fools,
has very much in him of that sign-post painter, who was famous only for
drawing roses: when a vintner desired him to paint a lion, he answered,
he would do it to content him, but he was sure it would be like a
rose. Yet since the common audience are much of his level, and both the
great vulgar and the small (as Mr Cowley calls them) are apt to admire
what they do not understand, (_omne ignotum habent pro magnifico_,)
and think all which rumbles is heroic, it will be no wonder if he
pass for a great author amongst town fools and city wits. With these
men, they who laugh at him will be thought envious; for they will be
sure to rise up in arms for nonsense, and violently defend a cause in
which they are engaged by the ties of nature and education. But it
will be for the benefit of mankind hereafter to observe what kind of
people they are who frequent this play, that men of common sense may
know whom to shun. Yet I dare assure the reader, that one half of the
faults and absurdities are not shewn; what is here is only selected
fustian, impertinence, and false grammar. There is as much behind, as
would reasonably damn as many plays as there are acts; for I am sure
there are no four lines together, which are free from some error, and
commonly a gross one. But here is enough to take a taste of him; to
have observed all, were to have swelled a volume, and have made you pay
as dear for a fool's picture, as you have done for his tragedy with
sculptures.
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"As men in incense send up vows to heaven."
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