not being able to publish in the manner prescribed by law, and not thinking it right or safe to publish in a manner prohibited by law, held their peace, and left the business of criticizing the administration to two classes of men, fanatical nonjurors who sincerely thought that the Prince of Orange was entitled to as little charity or courtesy as the Prince of Darkness, and Grub Street hacks, coarseminded, badhearted and foulmouthed.  Thus there was scarcely a single man of judgment, temper and integrity among the many who were in the habit of writing against the government.  Indeed the habit of writing against the government had, of itself, an unfavourable effect on the character.  For whoever was in the habit of writing against the government was in the habit of breaking the law; and the habit of breaking even an unreasonable law tends to make men altogether lawless.  However absurd a tariff may be, a smuggler is but too likely to be a knave and a ruffian.  How ever oppressive a game law may be, the transition is but too easy from a poacher to a murderer.  And so, though little indeed can be said in favour of the statutes which imposed restraints on literature, there was much risk that a man who was constantly violating those statutes would not be a man of high honour and rigid uprightness.  An author who was determined to print, and could not obtain the sanction of the licenser, must employ the services of needy and desperate outcasts, who, hunted by the peace officers, and forced to assume every week new aliases and new disguises, hid their paper and their types in those dens of vice which are the pest and the shame of great capitals.  Such wretches as these he must bribe to keep his secret and to run the chance of having their backs flayed and their ears clipped in his stead.  A man stooping to such companions and to such expedients could hardly retain unimpaired the delicacy of his sense of what was right and becoming.  The emancipation of the press produced a great and salutary change.  The best and wisest men in the ranks of the opposition now assumed an office which had hitherto been abandoned to the unprincipled or the hotheaded.  Tracts against the government were written in a style not misbecoming statesmen and gentlemen; and even the compositions of the lower and fiercer class of malecontents became somewhat less brutal and less ribald than in the days of the licensers.

Some weak men had imagined that religion and morality stood in need of the protection of the licenser.  The event signally proved that they were in error.  In truth the censorship had scarcely put any restraint on licentiousness or profaneness.  The Paradise Lost had narrowly escaped mutilation; for the Paradise Lost was the work of a man whose politics were hateful to the ruling powers.  But Etherege’s She Would If She Could, Wycherley’s Country Wife, Dryden’s Translations from the Fourth Book of Lucretius, obtained the Imprimatur without difficulty; for Dryden, Etherege and Wycherley were courtiers.