teaching us the Beauties in the Art of Poetry, 
gives no less than nine Monosyllables in the compass of a Verse and a 
half; 
Sed nunc non erat his locus: & fortasse cupressum Scis simulare. Quid 
hoc si, &c. 
Now if these are Beauties, as I doubt not but the politer Criticks will 
allow, I cannot see why our Language may not now and then be
tolerated in using Monosyllables, when it is done discreetly, and 
sparingly; and as I do not commend any of our Moderns who contract 
Words into Monosyllables to botch up their Verses, much less such as 
do it out of Affectation; yet certainly the use of Monosyllables may be 
made to produce a charming and harmonious Effect, where they fall 
under a Judgment that can rightly dispose and order them. And indeed, 
if a Variety and Copiousness of Feet, and a Latitude of shifting and 
transposing Words either in Prose or Poetical Compositions, be of any 
use, towards the rendering such Compactions sweet, or nervous, or 
harmonious, according to the Exigencies of the several sorts of Stile, 
one wou'd think Monosyllables to be best accommodated to all these 
Purposes, and according to the Skill of those who know how to manage 
them, to answer all the Ends, either of masculine Force, or female 
Tenderness; for being single you have a Liberty of placing them where, 
and as you please; whereas in Words of many Syllables you are more 
confined, and must take them as you find them, or be put upon the cruel 
necessity of mangling and tearing them asunder. Mr. Dryden, it is true, 
wou'd make us believe he had a great Aversion to Monosyllables. Yet 
he cannot help making use of them sometimes in entire Verses, nor 
conceal his having a sort of Pride, even where he tells us he was forc'd 
to do it. For to have done otherwise would have been a Force on Nature, 
which would have been unworthy of so great a Genius, whose Care it 
was to study Nature, and to imitate and copy it to the Life; and it is not 
improbable, that there might be somewhat of a latent Delicacy and 
Niceness in this Matter, which he chose rather to dissemble, than to 
expose, to the indiscreet Management of meaner Writers. For in the 
first Line of his great Work the _Æneis_, every Word is a 
_Monosyllable_; and tho' he makes a seeming kind of Apology, yet he 
cannot forbear owning a secret Pleasure in what he had done. "My first 
Line in the _Æneis_, says he, is not harsh. 
"Arms and the Man I sing, who forc'd by Fate. 
"But a much better Instance may be given from the last Line of 
Manilius, made English by our learned and judicious Mr. _Creech_; 
"Nor could the World have born so fierce a Flame.
"Where the many liquid Consonants are placed so artfully, that they 
give a pleasing Sound to the Words, tho' they are all of one Syllable." 
It is plain from these last Words, that the Subject-matter, Monosyllables, 
is not so much to be complain'd of; what is chiefly to be requir'd, is of 
the Poet, that he be a good Workman, in forming them aright, and that 
he _place them artfully_: and, however Mr. Dryden may desire to 
disguise himself, yet, as he some where says, Nature will prevail. For 
see with how much Passion he has exprest himself towards these two 
Verses, in which the Poet has not been sparing of _Monosyllables_: "I 
am sure, says he, there are few who make Verses, have observ'd the 
Sweetness of these two Lines in _Coopers Hill; 
"Tho deep, yet clear; tho gentle, yet not dull; Strong without Rage, 
without o'erflowing full. 
"And there are yet fewer that can find the reason of that Sweetness, I 
have given it to some of my Friends in Conversation, and they have 
allow'd the Criticism to be just." 
You see, Sir, this great Master had his Reserves, and this was one of 
the Arcana, to which every Novice was not admitted to aspire; this was 
an Entertainment only for his best Friends, such as he thought worthy 
of his Conversation; and I do not wonder at it, for he was acquainted 
not only with the Greek and_ Latin Poets_, but with the best of his own 
Countrey, as well of ancient as of latter times, and knew their Beauties 
and Defects: and tho' he did not think himself obliged to be lavish, in 
dispersing the Fruits of so much Pains and Labour at random, yet was 
he not wanting in his Generosity to such as deserved his Friendship, 
and in whom he discern'd a Spirit capable of improving the Hints of so 
great a Master. To give greater Probability to what    
    
		
	
	
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