he had made a very shrewd and notable stroke.
And because the court and kingdom seemeth disposed
to moderation with regard to Dissenters, more perhaps
than is agreeable to the hot unreasonable temper of
some mistaken men among us; therefore under the shelter
of that popular opinion, he ridiculeth all that is
sound in religion, even Christianity itself, under
the names of Jacobite, Tackers, High Church, and other
terms of factious jargon. All which, if it were
to be first rased from his book (as just so much of
nothing to the purpose) how little would remain to
give the trouble of an answer! To which let me
add, that the spirit or genius, which animates the
whole, is plainly perceived to be nothing else but
the abortive malice of an old neglected man,[8] who
hath long lain under the extremes of obloquy, poverty
and contempt; that have soured his temper, and made
him fearless. But where is the merit of being
bold, to a man that is secure of impunity to his person,
and is past apprehension of anything else? He
that hath neither reputation nor bread hath very little
to lose, and hath therefore as little to fear.
And, as it is usually said, “Whoever values
not his own life, is master of another man’s;”
so there is something like it in reputation:
He that is wholly lost to all regards of truth or
modesty, may scatter so much calumny and scandal, that
some part may perhaps be taken up before it fall to
the ground; because the ill talent of the world is
such, that those who will be at pains enough to inform
themselves in a malicious story, will take none at
all to be undeceived, nay, will be apt with some reluctance
to admit a favourable truth.
[Footnote 8: Tindal was not an old man at the
time Swift wrote, certainly not older than was Swift
himself. [T. S.]]
To expostulate, therefore, with this author for doing
mischief to religion, is to strew his bed with roses;
he will reply in triumph, that this was his design;
and I am loth to mortify him, by asserting he hath
done none at all. For I never yet saw so poor
an atheistical scribble, which would not serve as
a twig for sinking libertines to catch at. It
must be allowed in their behalf, that the faith of
Christians is not as a grain of mustard seed in comparison
of theirs, which can remove such mountains of absurdities,
and submit with so entire a resignation to such apostles.
If these men had any share of that reason they pretend
to, they would retire into Christianity, merely to
give it ease. And therefore men can never be
confirmed in such doctrines, until they are confirmed
in their vices; which last, as we have already observed,
is the principal design of this and all other writers
against revealed religion.
I am now opening the book which I propose to examine.
An employment, as it is entirely new to me, so it
is that to which, of all others, I have naturally
the greatest antipathy. And, indeed, who can dwell
upon a tedious piece of insipid thinking, and false
reasoning, so long as I am likely to do, without sharing
the infection?