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I wish no other herald,
Hex. VIII. Act 4. Sc. 2.
Hic nigræ suceus loliginis; bæc est
HORACE, Sat, is 1.100.
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By W. Flint, Old Bailey.
ANOTHER, forming the eighth volume of the Public CHARACTERS, is now, with all due deference, submitted to the Public: and it is hoped that the delay of a month, which has this year taken place in its publication, will not bé considered as disadvantageous in respect either to the materials or the composition of the work.
An attempt has been made, by an intermixture of men of rank, and men of letters, with civilians, gownsmen, and men of the sword, to engage attention, by diversifying the subjects. Several female characters also, rendered celebrated by their talents, as well as by their virtues, have been occasionally introduced; and such genuine sources of information have been opened, as it is hoped cannot fail to stamp the character of authenticity on this part of our work.
Into an annual, indeed, into any periodical
creep; and, notwithstanding the Editors have
been particularly anxious to acquire correct information, yet after the most strenuous exertions, they cannot flatter themselves with that entire exemption from error, which seldom or never falls to the lot of humanity. They will therefore receive any emendations with thanks; and prove, at least, by the readiness of their compliance, that they are not devoid of candour.
They may justly assert that they have never stooped to gratify .personal resentments, or participated either in the bitterness of theological or political rancour. On recurring to their pages, it is hoped that the purest patriotism will be found to have been incul. cated, while morals have ever been contemplated as the master-link that necessarily connects the happiness of individuals with the welfare of society.
It will be seen also that they have been eager, and have, indeed, seized every opportunity, to recall the attention of the public to those gallant officers who have fought the battles of their country, when the ardour of applause may have abated, and the shouts of the multitude are forgotten. They have also treated