an appeal to God, He is immediate judge of it; and chronicles are not silent how often He has punished perjured kings.  The instance of Vladislaus King of Hungary, breaking his faith with Amurath the Turk, at the instigation of Julian the Pope’s legate, and his miserable death ensuing it, shews that even to infidels, much more to Christians, that obligation ought to be accounted sacred[33].  And I the rather urge this, because it is an argument taken almost verbatim from a papist, who accuses Catharine de Medicis for violating her word given to the protestants during her regency of France.  What securities in particular we have, that our own religion and liberties would be preserved though under a popish successor, any one may inform himself at large in a book lately written by the reverend and learned doctor Hicks, called Jovian, in answer to Julian the Apostate[34]; in which that truly Christian author has satisfied all scruples which reasonable men can make, and proved that we are in no danger of losing either; and wherein also, if those assurances should all fail, (which is almost morally impossible,) the doctrine of passive obedience is unanswerably demonstrated; a doctrine delivered with so much sincerity, and resignation of spirit, that it seems evident the assertor of it is ready, if there were occasion, to seal it with his blood.

I have done with mannerly Mr Hunt, who is only magni nominis umbra; the most malicious, and withal, the most incoherent ignorant scribbler of the whole party.  I insult not over his misfortunes, though he has himself occasioned them; and though I will not take his own excuse, that he is in passion, I will make a better for him, for I conclude him cracked; and if he should return to England, am charitable enough to wish his only prison might be Bedlam.  This apology is truer than that he makes for me; for writing a play, as I conceive, is not entering into the Observator’s province; neither is it the Observator’s manner to confound truth with falsehood, to put out the eyes of people, and leave them without understanding.  The quarrel of the party to him is, that he has undeceived the ignorant, and laid open the shameful contrivances of the new vamped Association; that though he is “on the wrong side of life,” as he calls it, yet he pleads not his age to be emeritus; that, in short, he has left the faction as bare of arguments, as AEsop’s bird of feathers; and plumed them of all those fallacies and evasions which they borrowed from jesuits and presbyterians.

Now for my templar and poet in association for a libel, like the conjunction of Saturn and Jupiter in a fiery sign.  What the one wants in wit, the other must supply in law.  As for malice, their quotas are indifferently well adjusted; the rough draught, I take for granted, is the poet’s, the finishings the lawyer’s.  They begin,—­that in order to one Mr Friend’s commands, one of them went to see the play.  This was not the poet,