The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Richard Steele to Jonathan Swift - 1


OCT. 8, 1709.

MR. secretary Addison went this morning out of town, and left behind him an agreeable command for me, viz. to forward the enclosed, which lord Halifax sent him for you. I assure you no man could say more in praise of another, than he did in your behalf at that noble lord's table on Wednesday last. I doubt not but you will find by the enclosed the effect it had upon him. No opportunity is omitted among powerful men, to upbraid them for your stay in Ireland. The company that day at dinner were lord Edward Russel, lord Essex, Mr. Maynwaring, Mr. Addison, and myself. I have heard such things said of that same bishop of Clogher with you, that I have often said he must be entered ad eundem in our house of lords. Mr. Philips[1] dined with me yesterday; he is still a shepherd, and walks very lonely through this unthinking crowd in London. I wonder you do not write sometimes to me.

The town is in great expectation from Bickerstaff; what passed at the election for his first table being to be published this day sevennight. I have not seen Ben Tooke[2] a great while, but long to usher you and yours into the world. Not that there can be any thing added by me to your fame, but to walk bareheaded before you. I am, sir, your most obedient and most humble servant,

  1. Ambrose Philips, the author of the Distressed Mother, a tragedy, and some pastorals, &c.
  2. The bookseller.