erected to him by his commentator, the Bishop of Gloucester.

He left the care of his papers to his executors; first to Lord
Bolingbroke, and, if he should not be living, to the Earl of
Marchmont, undoubtedly expecting them to be proud of the trust, and
eager to extend his fame. But let no man dream of influence beyond
his life. After a decent time Dodsley, the bookseller, went to
solicit preference as the publisher, and was told that the parcel
had not been yet inspected; and, whatever was the reason, the world
has been disappointed of what was "reserved for the next age." He
lost, indeed, the favour of Bolingbroke by a kind of posthumous
offence. The political pamphlet called "The Patriot King" had been
put into his hands that he might procure the impression of a very
few copies, to be distributed, according to the author's direction,
among his friends, and Pope assured him that no more had been
printed than were allowed; but, soon after his death, the printer
brought and resigned a complete edition of fifteen hundred copies,
which Pope had ordered him to print and retain in secret. He kept,
as was observed, his engagement to Pope better than Pope had kept it
to his friend; and nothing was known of the transaction till, upon
the death of his employer, he thought himself obliged to deliver the
books to the right owner, who, with great indignation, made a fire
in his yard, and delivered the whole impression to the flames.

Hitherto nothing had been done which was not naturally dictated by
resentment of violated faith; resentment more acrimonious, as the
violator had been more loved or more trusted. But here the anger
might have stopped; the injury was private, and there was little
danger from the example. Bolingbroke, however, was not yet
satisfied. His thirst of vengeance excited him to blast the memory