4. See, for example, Giles Jacob's _The Mirrour_ (1733), p. 6, although
oddly enough Jacob (like Welsted) had begun the quarrel with his _The
Rape of the Smock_ (1717).

15. _Twickenham_, V. xvi. For _The Progress of Dulness_ (pp. vi-vii) see
_ibid._ xvii., n. 2; xxi-xxii.

16. See the full discussion in George Sherburn, _The Early Career of
Alexander Pope_ (Oxford, 1934), pp. 105-106.

17. See _Twickenham_, II. 90, n. 1.

18. See, _inter alia_, _A Letter from Sir J____ B____ to Mr. P_____
(1716), p. 1; _The Female Dunciad_ (1728), p. 4; and the careful
discussion in Norman Ault, _New Light on Pope_ (London, 1949), pp.
156-162.

19. See _Cythereia_ (1723), pp. 92-93; _Characters of The Times_ (1728),
p. 29.

20. See Eliza Haywood, _Memoirs Of The Court of Lilliput_ (1727), p. 17;
_A Collection Of Several Curious Pieces_ (1728), pp. 4, 6; James Ralph,
_Sawney_ (1728), pp. 5-8.

21. See _Twickenham_, V. 440-441.

22. See Daniel A. Fineman, "The Case of the Lady 'Killed' by Alexander
Pope," _MLO_, XII (1951), 137-149. Sutherland in his continuation of
Pope's note confuses the two charges.

23. For the debate over the Latin inscription see _Twickenham_, VI.
395-396, and _The Gentleman's Magazine_, XI, 105.

24. See Pope's note to l. 319 of the _Epistle to Arbuthnot_.

25. Dennis, as far back as 1716, in _A True Character of Mr. Pope_, pp.
10-11, had used the metaphor. So had _An Epistle To the Egregious Mr.
Pope_ (1734), pp. 15-16.

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[Transcriber's Note:

The consecutive title pages are as in the original, as are the lines of
closely spaced asterisks in the poem.

Format of notes reproduces the original as closely as possible. Long
notes, marked with lower-case letters (a-l), were collected at the end
of the text. Footnotes are here shown between stanzas. The original markers have been replaced with bracketed numerals.]

ONE

E P I S T L E

TO

Mr. _A. P O P E_,

Occasion'd By

Two Lately Publish'd.

[To be Continued.]

ONE

E P I S T L E

TO

Mr. _A. P O P E_,

Occasion'd By

Two Epistles Lately Published.

_Spiteful he is not, tho' he writ a Satire,
For still there goe