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His hours of gloom and discontent, may have the consolation to think
that his writings are at that very time giving pleasure to numbers; and
such an authour may cherish the hope of being remembered after death,
which has been a great object to the noblest minds in all ages.[78]
[Footnote 78: "The rational pride of an author may be offended, rather
than flattered, by vague, indiscriminate praise; but he cannot, he
should not, be indifferent to the fair testimonies of private and public
esteem. Even his moral sympathy may be gratified by the idea, that now,
in the present hour, he is imparting some degree of amusement or
knowledge to his friends in a distant land; that one day his mind will
be familiar to the grand-children of those who are yet
unborn."--"Memoirs of my Life and Writings," by Edward Gibbon, vol. i.,
p. 273. "Do thou teach me not only to foresee but to enjoy, nay even to
feed on future praise. Comfort me by the solemn assurance, that when the
little parlour in which I sit at this moment shall be reduced to a
worse-furnished box, I shall be read with honour by those who never knew
nor saw me, and whom I shall neither know nor see."--"Tom Jones," book
xiii., chap. I. Quoted by Gibbon, or his Editor.--ED.] Whether I may
merit any portion of literary fame, the publick will judge. Whatever my
ambition may be, I trust that my confidence is not too great, nor my
hopes too sanguine. PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION. I now beg leave to
present the world with a more correct edition of my Account of Corsica.
I return my sincere thanks to those who have taken the trouble to point
out several faults, with a spirit of ca