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The Revolutions of Portugal

The Revolutions of Portugal

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frontispiece.London  Printed for W. Chetwood at Cato's head in
Russel Street Covent Garden

THE

REVOLUTIONS

OF

PORTUGAL.

Written in French by the

Abbot DE VERTOT,

Of the Royal Academy of

INSCRIPTIONS.


Done into English from the last French Edition.


O think what anxious Moments pass between The Birth of Plots, and their last fatal Periods! Oh! 'tis a dreadful Interval of Time, Fill'd up with Horror all, and big with Death! Destruction hangs on ev'ry Word we speak, On ev'ry Thought, till the concluding Stroke Determines all, and closes our Design. Addison's Cato.

LONDON,

Printed for William Chetwood, at Cato's-Head,

in Russel-Street, Covent-Garden. M.DCC.XXI.


frontispiece.

To His Grace

PHILIP

Duke of Wharton.

May it please your Grace;

I. am not ignorant of the Censure I lay my-self open to, in offering so incorrect a Work to a Person of Your Grace's Judgment; and could not have had Assurance to do it, if I was unacquainted with Your Grace's Goodness. As this is not the first time of this Excellent Author's appearing in English, my Undertaking must expose me to abundance of Cavil and Criticism; and I see my-self reduced to the Necessity of applying to a Patron who is able to protect me.

Our modern Dedications are meer Daub and Flattery; but 'tis for those who deserve no better: Your Grace cannot be flatter'd; every body that knows the Duke of Wharton, will say there is no praising him, as there is no loving him more than he deserves. But like other Great Minds, Your Grace may be blind to your own Merit, and imagine I am complimenting, or doing something worse, whilst I am only giving your just Character; for which reason, however fond I am of so noble a Theme, I shall decline attempting it. Only this I must beg leave to say, Your Grace can't be enough admir'd for the Universal Learning which you are Master of, for your Judgment in discerning, your Indulgence in excusing, for the great Stedfastness of your Soul,

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