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Containing The Exordium
The various accidents which befel a very worthy couple after their uniting in the
state of matrimony will be the subject of the following history. The distresses
which they waded through were some of them so exquisite, and the incidents
which produced these so extraordinary, that they seemed to require not only the
utmost malice, but the utmost invention, which superstition hath ever attributed to
Fortune: though whether any such being interfered in the case, or, indeed,
whether there be any such being in the universe, is a matter which I by no means
presume to determine in the affirmative. To speak a bold truth, I am, after much
mature deliberation, inclined to suspect that the public voice hath, in all ages,
done much injustice to Fortune, and hath convicted her of many facts in which
she had not the least concern. I question much whether we may not, by natural
means, account for the success of knaves, the calamities of fools, with all the
miseries in which men of sense sometimes involve themselves, by quitting the
directions of Prudence, and following the blind guidance of a predominant
passion; in short, for all the ordinary phenomena which are imputed to Fortune;
whom, perhaps, men accuse with no less absurdity in life, than a bad player
complains of ill luck at the game of chess.
But if men are sometimes guilty of laying improper blame on this imaginary
being, they are altogether as apt to make her amends by ascribing to her
honours which she as little deserves. To retrieve the ill consequences of a foolish
conduct, and by struggling manfully with distress to subdue it, is one of the
noblest efforts of wisdom and virtue. Whoever, therefore, calls such a man
fortunate, is guilty of no less impropriety in speech than he would be who should
call the statuary or the poet fortunate who carved a Venus or who writ an Iliad.
Life may as properly be called an art as any other; and the great incidents in it
are no more to be considered as mere accidents than the several members of a
fine statue or a noble poem. The critics in all these are not content with seeing
anything to be great without knowing why and how it came to be so. By
examining carefully the several gradations which conduce to bring every model
to perfection, we learn truly to know that science in which the model is formed: as
histories of this kind, therefore, may properly be called models of human life, so,
by observing minutely the several incidents which tend to the catastrophe or
completion of the whole, and the minute causes whence those incidents are
produced, we shall best be instructed in this most useful of all arts, which I call
the art of life.