ok,
is that where Gulliver, in the unpronounceable country, describes his
parting from his master the horse.(48) "I took," he says, "a second leave
of my master, but as I was going to prostrate myself to kiss his hoof, he
did me the honour to raise it gently to my mouth. I am not ignorant how
much I have been censured for mentioning this last particular. Detractors
are pleased to think it improbable that so illustrious a person should
descend to give so great a mark of distinction to a creature so inferior
as I. Neither am I ignorant how apt some travellers are to boast of
extraordinary favours they have received. But if these censurers were
better acquainted with the noble and courteous disposition of the
Houyhnhnms they would soon change their opinion."

The surprise here, the audacity of circumstantial evidence, the astounding
gravity of the speaker, who is not ignorant how much he has been censured,
the nature of the favour conferred, and the respectful exultation at the
receipt of it, are surely complete; it is truth topsy-turvy, entirely
logical and absurd.

As for the humour and conduct of this famous fable, I suppose there is no
person who reads but must admire; as for the moral, I think it horrible,
shameful, unmanly, blasphemous; and giant and great as this Dean is, I say
we should hoot him. Some of this audience mayn't have read the last part
of Gulliver, and to such I would recall the advice of the venerable Mr.
Punch to persons about to marry, and say "Don't". When Gulliver first
lands among the Yahoos, the naked howling wretches clamber up trees and
assault him, and he describes himself as "almost stifled with the filth
which fell about him". The reader of the fourth part of _Gulliver's
Travels_ is like the hero himself in this instance. It is Yahoo language;
a monster gibbering shrieks, and gnashing imprecations against
mankind--tearing down all shreds of modesty, past all sense of manliness
and shame; filthy in word, filthy in thought, furious, raging, obscene.

And dreadful it is to think that Swift knew the tendency of his creed--the
fatal rocks towards which his logic desperately drifted. That last part of
Gulliver is only a consequence of what has gone before; and the
worthlessness of all mankind, the pettiness, cruelty, pride, imbecility,
the general vanity, the foolish pretension, the mock greatness, the
pompous dullness, the mean aims, the base successes--all these were present
to him; it was wi