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To the Politicians of England I dedicate this little work, which has been written, if not with ability, at least con amore. It matters little who is the Author of the work; there are two reasons why it is secured from illiberal criticism : the first, that it has no tendency towards any party, but treats of the theory, not the “branchingoff lines” (to use a fashionable railway term) of politics; secondly, the Author has gained much public, and not a little private, praise for a Novel, written upon a political question, which consideration sets the Author's
mind at rest.
Perhaps it would have been as well to have said “Political Fame," by a “M.P.” but whether the M.P. would stand for Member of Parliament, or Meddler in Politics, is a query which we will not reveal.
Read my book, Politicians, and believe that it is written in the spirit of sincerity.
Great authors, how I envy ye your toil,
As the Romans to their warlike nation
Triumphs granted, mine be the ovation,
tomb; And let dear England breathe the Author's name With some small praise accorded to my Fame.
I write no tales of great and startling crimes,
Then I will write, and dream that I am great ;
* It is more polite to call the Muse her.