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Written originally in Latin by the late Rev.

Dr. THOMAS BURNET, Master of the
Charter-House, Author of the Theory of the

Translated into English by Mr. DENNIS.

The SECOND Edition, Corrected.

Printed for A. BETTESWORTH and C. HITCH,
at the Red-Lyon in Pater-Nofer-Row.


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THINK myself obliged to embrace this first Opportunity of returning my hum

ble Thanks to You in this publick Manner, for the Honour which you lately did me, and


the Favour which I received from You; a Favour attended with so many engaging Circumstances, that I know not which of them render'd ir most agreeable to me: For it was not only done to one, who was so entirely a Stranger to all of You, but Your Character, and Your Writings, that I whom Time and Fortune have deprived of Sight, unless the Object is very near to me, never had the Honour and Pleasure of seeing You: But it was done at the most seasonable Juncture, and in so handsome and graceful a Manner, as gave me the Pleasure of thinking, that some Things which I had published had not been disagreeable to You, but had gain'd me some little Share in the Esteem of a Gentleman whom every one esteems, whose Merit has shone conspicuously out, both in the Camp, and in the Repub


lick of Letters; in the Council of Trade, and in the great Council of the Nation; who appear'd able to make Cæfar speak like Cefar, speak in English with that Spirit with which he conquered France, with which his own Victories were so nobly recorded

by him.

HE who has uncommon Merit himself, is alone capable of discerning and regarding it in others ; and he, if he had Power equal to his Will, would, by the Encouragement which he would give to them, revive those beautiful and noble Arts, which now feem loft and dead to us. For he who in so obliging a Manner has made his Favour defcend to me, what would he not do for more deserving Lovers of the Muses ? But though, SIR, Your Power were equal to Your

A 3 Desert,

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