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sufficient if she is not so far sunk and immersed in nuance both of the Spectator and their bread and matter, nor entangled and perplexed in her opera-butter, having given particular orders that the teations with such motions of blood and spirits, as when table shall be set forth every morning with its cus-she actuates the machine in its waking hours The corporeal union is slackened enough to give the mind more play. The soul seems gathered within herself, and recovers that spring which is broke and weakened, when she operates more in concert with the body.

The speculations I have here made, if they are not arguments, they are at least strong intimations, not only of the excellency of a human soul, but of its independence on the body; and if they do not prove, do at least confirm these two great points, which are established by many other reasons that are altogether unanswerable.-0.

No. 4-18.] FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1712.
Quanti emptæ ? parvo. Quanti ergo? octo assibus.. Eheu!
HOR. 2 Sat. iii. 156.

What doth it cost? Not much, upon my word.
How much, pray? Why, Two-pence, Two-pence, O Lord!
CREECH.

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IPIND by several letters which I receive daily, that many of my readers would be better pleased to pay three-halfpence for my paper than two-pence. The ingenious T. W. tells me that I have deprived him of the best part of his breakfast; for that, since the rise of my paper, he is forced every morning to drink his dish of coffee by itself, without the addition of the Spectator, that used to be better than lace to it. Eugenius informs me, very obligingly, that he never thought he should have disliked any passage in my paper, but that of late there have been two words in every one of them which he could heartily wish left out, viz. "Price Twopence." I have a letter from a soap-boiler, who condoles with me very affectionately upon the necessity we both lie under of setting a higher price on our commodities since the late tax has been laid upon them, and desiring me, when I write next on that subject, to speak a word or two upon the present duties on Castile soap. But there is none of these my correspondents, who writes with a greater turn of good sense, and elegance of expression, than the generous Philomedes, who advises me to value every Spectator at six-pence, and promises that he himself will engage for above a hundred of his acquaintance, who shall take it in at that price.

Letters from the female world are likewise come to me,

tomary bill of fare, and without any manner of defalcation. I thought myself obliged to mention this particular, as it does honour to this worthy gentleman; and if the young lady Lætitia, who sent me this account, will acquaint me with his name, I will insert it at length in one of my papers, if he desires it.

I should be very glad to find out any expedient that might alleviate the expense which this my paper brings to any of my readers; and, in order to it, must propose two points to their consideration. First, that if they retrench any the smallest particular in their ordinary expense, it will easily make up the halfpenny a day which we have now under consideration. Let a lady sacrifice but a single riband to her morning studies, and it will be sufficient: let a family burn but a candle a night less than the usual number, and they may take in the Spectator without detriment to their private affairs,

In the next place, if my readers will not go to the price of buying my papers by retail, let them have patience, and they may buy them in the lump, without the burthen of a tax upon them. My speculations, when they are sold single, like cherries upou the stick, are delights for the rich and wealthy: after some time they come to market in greater quantities, and are every ordinary man's money. The truth of it is, they have a certain flavour at their first appearance, from several accidental circumstances of time, place, and person, which they may lose if they is to consider, whether it is not better for him to be are not taken early; but in this case, every reader half a year behindhand with the fashionable and polite part of the world, than to strain himself beyond his circumstances. My bookseller has now about he is ready to publish, having already disposed of as ten thousand of the third and fourth volumes, which large an edition both of the first and second volume. his business, he thinks they would be a very proper As he is a person whose head is very well turned to present to be made to persons at christenings, marriages, visiting days, and the like joyful solemnities, as several other books are frequently given at funerals. He has printed them in such a little portable volume, that many of them may be ranged together upon a single plate; and is of opinion, that a salver of Spectators would be as acceptable an entertainment to the ladies as a salver of sweetmeats.

I shall conclude this paper with an epigram lately sent to the writer of the Spectator, after having returned my thanks to the ingenious author of it:

66 SIR,

in great quantities, upon the same occasion; and, as I naturally bear a great deference to this part of our species, I am very glad to find that those who approve my conduct, in this particular, are much more numerous than those who condemn it. A large family of daughters have drawn me up a commended, I wonder that it has not yet had a Having heard the following epigram very much very handsome remonstrance, in which they set place in any of your papers; I think the suffrage of forth that their father having refused to take in the our poet-laureat should not be overlooked, which Spectator, since the additional price was set upon shows the opinion he entertains of your paper, whe it, they offered him unanimously to bate him the ar-ther the notion he proceeds upon be true or false ticle of bread and butter in the tea-table account, I make bold to convey it to you, not knowing if it provided the Spectator might be served up to them has yet come to your hands.”

every morning as usual. Upon this the old gentleman, being pleased, it seems, with their desire of improving themselves, has granted them the conti

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ON THE SPECTATOR.

BY MR. TATE.

Aliusque et idem

Nasceris HOR. Carm. Sæe; 10.
You rise another and the same:
When first the Tatler to a mute was turn'd.
Great Britain for her censor's silence, mourn d';
Robbed of his sprightly beams she wept the night,
Till the Spectator rose, and blazed as bright

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so the first man the sun's first setting view'd, And sigh'd till circling days his joys renew'd. Yet, doubtful how that second sun to name, Whether a bright successor, or the same. So we but now from this suspense are freed, Since all agree, who both with judgment read, 'Tis the same sun, and does himself succeed.

No. 489.] SATURDAY, SEPT. 20, 1712.
The mighty force of ocean's troubled flood.
"SIR,

"UPON reading your essay concerning the Pleasures of the Imagination, I find, among the three sources of those pleasures which you have discovered, that greatness is one. This has suggested to me the reason why, of all objects that I have ever seen, there is none which affects my imagination so much as the sea, or ocean. I cannot see the heavings of this prodigious bulk of waters, even in a calm, without a very pleasing astonishment; but when it is worked up in a tempest, so that the horizon on every side is nothing but foaming billows and floating mountains, it is impossible to describe the agreeable horror that rises from such a prospect. A troubled ocean, to a man who sails upon it, is, I think, the biggest object that he can see in motion, and consequently gives his imagination one of the highest kinds of pleasure that can arise from greatness. I must confess it is impossible for me to survey this world of fluid matter, without thinking on the hand that first poured it out, and made a proper channel for its reception. Such an object naturally raises in my thoughts the idea of an Almighty Being, and convinces me of his existence as much as a metaphysical demonstration. The imagination prompts the understanding, and, by the greatness of the sensible object, produces in it the idea of a Being who is neither circumscribed by time nor space.

"As I have made several voyages upon the sea, I have often been tossed in storms, and on that occasion have frequently reflected on the descriptions of them in ancient poets. I remember Longinus highly recommends one in Homer, because the poet has not amused himself with little fancies upon the occasion, as authors of an inferior genius, whom he mentions, had done, but because he has gathered together those circumstances which are the most apt to terrify the imagination, and which really happen in the raging of a tempest. It is for the same reason that I prefer the following description of a ship in a storm, which the Psalmist has made, before any other I have ever met with: They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; these see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof. They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths; their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end. Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then they are glad, because they be quiet, so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.'*

"By the way, how much more comfortable, as well as rational, is this system of the Psalmist, than the pagan scheme in Virgil and other poets, where one deity is represented as raising a storm, and an

Ps. cvii. 23. et. seqq.

other as laying it! Were we only to consider the sublime in this piece of poetry, what can be nobler than the idea it gives us of the Supreme Being thus raising a tumult among the elements, and recovering them out of their confusion; thus troubling and becalming nature ?"

"Great painters do not only give us landscapes of gardens, groves, and meadows, but very often employ their pencils upon sea-pieces. I could wish you would follow their example. If this small sketch may deserve a place among your works, I shall accompany it with a divine ode made by a gentleman upon the conclusion of his travels.”

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No. 490.] MONDAY, SEPT. 22, 1712
Domus et placens uxor.-Hox. 2 Od. xiv. 21.
Thy house and pleasing wife-CREXCE

I HAVE very long entertained an ambition to make the word wife the most agreeable and delightful wiser part of mankind, from the beginning of the name in nature. If it be not so in itself, all the world to this day, has consented in an error. But our unhappiness in England has been, that a few loose men, of genius for pleasure, have turned it all

to the gratification of ungoverned desires, in despite of good sense, form and order; when, in truth, any satisfaction beyond the boundaries of reason is but a step towards madness and folly. But is the sense of joy and accomplishment of desire no way to be indulged or attained? And have we appetites given us not to be at all gratified? Yes, certainly. Marriage is an institution calculated for a constant scene of as much delight as our being is capable of. Two persons who have chosen each other out of all the species, with design to be each other's mutual comfort and entertainment, have in that action bound themselves to be good-humoured, affable, discreet, forgiving, patient, and joyful, with respect to each others frailties and perfections, to the end of their lives. The wiser of the two (and it always happens one of them is such) will, for her or his own sake, keep things from outrage with the utmost sanctity. When this union is thus preserved (as I have often said), the most indifferent circumstance administers delight. Their condition is an endless source of new gratifications. The married man can say, "If I am unacceptable to all the world beside, there is one whom I entirely love, that will receive me with joy and transport, and think herself obliged to double her kindness and caresses of me from the gloom with which she sees me overcast. I need not dissemble the sorrow of my heart to be agreeable there; that very sorrow quickens her affection."

With all persons who have made good sense the rule of action, marriage is described as the state capable of the highest human felicity. Tully has epistles full of affectionate pleasure, when he writes to his wife, or speaks of his children. But, above all the hints of this kind I have met with in writers of ancient date, I am pleased with an epigram of Martial, in honour of the beauty of his wife Cleopatra. Commentators say it was written the day after his wedding-night. When his spouse was retired to the bathing-room in the heat of the day, he, it seems, came in upon her when she was just going into the water. To her beauty and carriage on this occasion we owe the following epigram, which I showed my friend Will Honeycomb in French, who has translated it as follows, without understanding the original. I expect it will please the English better than the Latin reader :

When my bright consort, now nor wife nor maid,
Asham'd and wanton, of embrace afraid,
Fled to the streams, the streams my fair betray'd
To my fond eyes she all transparent stood;
She blush'd; I smil'd at the slight covering flood.
Thus through the glass the lovely lily glows:
Thus through the ambient gem shines forth the rose.
I saw new charms, and plung'd to seize my store.
Kisses I snatch'd-the waves prevented more.

My friend would not allow that this luscious account could be given of a wife, and therefore used the word consort; which, he learnedly said, would This passion towards each other, when once well serve for a mistress as well, and give a more gentlefixed. enters into the very constitution, and the kind-manly turn to the epigram. But, under favour of ness flows as easily and silently as the blood in the veins. When this affection is enjoyed in the most sublime degree, unskilful eyes see nothing of it; but when it is subject to be changed, and has an allay in it that may make it end in distaste, it is apt to break into rage, or overflow into fondness, before the rest of the world.

Uxander and Viramira are amorous and young, and have been married these two years; yet do they so much distinguish each other in company, that in your conversation with the dear things you are still put to a sort of cross-purposes. Whenever you address yourself in ordinary discourse to Viramira, she turns her head another way, and the answer is made to the dear Uxander. If you tell a merry tale, the application is still directed to her dear; and when she should commend you, she says to him, as if he had spoke it," That is, my dear, so pretty."-This puts me in mind of what I have somewhere read in the admired memoirs of the famous Cervantes; where, while honest Sancho Pança is putting some necessary humble question concerning Rosinante, his supper, or his lodging, the knight of the sorrowful countenance is ever improving the harmless lowly hints of his squire to poetical conceit, rapture, and flight, in contemplation of the dear Dulcinea of his affections.

him and all other such fine gentlemen, I cannot be persuaded but that the passion a bridegroom has for a virtuous young woman, will, by little and little, grow into friendship, and then it is ascended to a higher pleasure than it was in its first fervour. Without this happens, he is a very unfortunate man who has entered into this state, and left the habitudes of life he might have enjoyed with a faithful friend. But when the wife proves capable of filling serious as well as joyous hours, she brings happiness unknown to friendship itself. Spenser speaks of each kind of love with great justice, and attributes the highest praise to friendship; and indeed there is no disputing that point, but by making that friendshio take its place between two married persons.

T.

Ilard is the doubt, and difficult to deem,
When all three kinds of love together meet,
And do dispart the heart with power extreme,
Whether shall weigh the balance down; to wit,
The dear affection unto kindred sweet,
Or raging fire of love to womankind,

Or zeal of friends combin'd by virtues meet:
But, of them all, the band of virtuous mind,
Methinks, the gentle heart should most assured bind.
For natural affection soon doth cease,

And quenched is with Cupid's greater flame;
But faithful friendship doth them both suppress.
And them with mastering discipline doth tame,
Through thoughts aspiring to eternal fame,
For as the soul doth rule the earthly mass,
And all the service of the body frame;
So love of soul doth love of body pass,

No less than perfect gold surmounts the meanest brass.

On the other side, Dictamnus and Moria are ever squabbling; and you may observe them, all the time they are in company, in a state of impatience. As Uxanda and Viramira wish you all gone, that they may be at freedom for dalliance; Dictamnus and Moria wait your absence, that they may speak their harsh interpretations on each other's words and ac- No. 491.] TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 1712. tions, during the time you were with them.

It is certain that the greater part of the evils attending this condition of life arises from fashion. Prejudice in this case is turned the wrong way: and, instead of expecting more happiness than we shall meet with in it, we are laughed into a prepossession, that we shall be disappointed if we hope for lasting

satisfactions.

SPECTATOR-Nos. 71 & 72.

-Digna satis fortuna revisit.-VIRG. Æn. iii. 318.

A just reverse of fortune on him waits.

It is common with me to run from hook to book to exercise my mind with many objects, and qualify myself for my daily labours. After an hour spent in this loitering way of reading, something will remain to be food to the imagination. The writings 20

that please me most on such occasions are stories," If you will save your husband, you must give me for the truth of which there is good authority. The an account of all you know without prevarication; mind of man is naturally a lover of justice; and for every body is satisfied he was too fond of you to when we read a story wherein a criminal is over-be able to hide from you the names of the rest of taken, in whom there is no quality which is the ob- the conspirators, or any other particulars whatso ject of pity, the soul enjoys a certain revenge for ever." He went to his closet, and soon after the the offence done to its nature, in the wicked actions lady was sent for to an audience. The servant committed in the preceding part of the history. knew his distance when matters of state were to be This will be better understood by the reader from debated; and the governor, laying aside the air with the following narration itself, than from any thing which he had appeared in public, began to be the which I can say to introduce it. supplicant, to rally an affliction, which it was in When Charles, Duke of Burgundy, surnamed The her power easily to remove, and relieve an innocent Bold, reigned over the spacious dominions now swal-man from his imprisonment. She easily perceived lowed up by the power of France, he heaped many his intention; and bathed in tears, began to depre favours and honours upon Claudius Rhynsault, a cate so wicked a design. Lust, like ambition, takes German, who had served him in his wars against all the faculties of the mind and body into its serthe insults of his neighbours. A great part of Zea-vice and subjection. Her becoming tears, her holand was at that time in subjection to that dukedom. nest anguish, the wringing of her hands, and the The prince himself was a person of singular huma- many changes of her posture and figure in the ve nity and justice. Rhynsault, with no other real hemence of speaking, were but so many attitudes quality than courage, had dissimulation enough to in which he beheld her beauty, and further incenpass upon his generous and unsuspicious master for tives of his desire. All humanity was lost in that a person of blunt honesty and fidelity, without any one appetite, and he signified to her in so many vice that could bias him from the execution of jus- plain terms, that he was unhappy till he had postice. His highness, prepossessed to his advantage, sessed her, and nothing less should be the price of upon the decease of the governor of his chief town her husband's life; and she must, before the followof Zealand, gave Rhynsault that command. He ing noon, pronounce the death, or enlargement, of was not long seated in that government, before he Danvelt. After this notification, when he saw cast his eyes upon Sapphira, a woman of exquisite Sapphira enough again distracted, to make the subbeauty, the wife of Paul Danvelt, a wealthy mer-ject of their discourse to common eyes appear diffechant of the city, under his protection and govern-rent from what it was, he called servants to conduct ment. Rhynsault was a man of a warm constitu- her to the gate. Loaded with insupportable afflic tion, and violent inclination to women, and not un- tion, she immediately repairs to her husband; and skilled in the soft arts which win their favour. He having signified to his gaolers that she had a proknew what it was to enjoy the satisfactions which posal to make to her husband from the governor, are reaped from the possession of beauty, but was she was left alone with him, revealed to him all that an utter stranger to the decencies, honours, and had passed, and represented the endless conflict she delicacies that attend the passion towards them in was in between love to his person and fidelity to his elegant minds. However, he had so much of the bed. It is easy to imagine the sharp affliction this world, that he had a great share of the language honest pair was in upon such an incident, in lives which usually prevails upon the weaker part of that not used to any but ordinary occurrences. The sex; and he could with his tongue utter a passion man was bridled by shame from speaking what his with which his heart was wholly untouched. He fear prompted, upon so near an approach of death; was one of those brutal minds which can be gratified but let fall words that signified to her, he should with the violation of innocence and beauty, without not think her polluted, though she had not yet conthe least pity, passion, or love, to that with which they fessed to him that the governor had violated her are so much delighted. Ingratitude is a vice inse-person, since he knew her will had no part in the parable to a lustful man; and the possession of a woman by him, who has no thought but allaying a passion painful to himself, is necessarily followed by distaste and aversion. Rhynsault, being resolved The next morning the unhappy Sapphira attended to accomplish his will on the wife of Danvelt, left the governor, and being led into a remote apart no arts untried to get into a familiarity at her house; ment, submitted to his desires. Rhynsault combut she knew his character and disposition too well, mended her charms, claimed her familiarity after not to shun all occasions that might insnare her into what had passed between them, and with an air of his conversation. The governor, despairing of suc-gaiety, in the language of a gallant, bid her return, cess by ordinary means, apprehended and impri- and take her husband out of prison:"but,” contisoned her husband, under pretence of an informa-nued he, "my fair one must not be offended that I tion, that he was guilty of a correspondence with have taken care he should not be an interruption to the enemies of the duke to betray the town into our future assignations." These last words foretheir possession. This design had its desired effect; boded what she found when she came to the gaoland the wife of the unfortunate Danvelt, the day her husband executed by the order of Rhynsault! before that which was appointed for his execution, presented herself in the hall of the governor's house, and, as he passed through the apartment, threw herself at his feet, and holding his knees, beseeched his mercy. Rhynsault beheld her with a dissembled satisfaction; and, assuming an air of thought and authority, he bid her arise, and told her she must follow him to his closet; and, asking her whether she knew the hand of the letter he pulled out of his pocket, went from her, leaving this admonition aloud,

action. She parted from him with this oblique per mission to save a life he had not resolution enough to resign for the safety of his honour.

It was remarkable that the woman, who was fall of tears and lamentations during the whole course of her affliction, uttered neither sigh nor complaint, but stood fixed with grief at this consummation of her misfortunes. She betook herself to her abode; and after having in solitude paid her devotions to Him who is the avenger of innocence, she repaired privately to court. Her person, and a certain grandeur of sorrow, negligent of forms, gained her passage into the presence of the duke her sovereign.

As soon as she came into the presence, she broke forth into the following words: "Behold, O mighty Charles, a wretch weary of life, though it has always been spent with innocence and virtue. It is not in your power to redress my injuries, but it is to avenge them. And if the protection of the distressed, and the punishment of oppressors is a task worthy a prince, I bring the Duke of Burgundy ample matter for doing honour to his own great name, and wiping the infamy off of mine."

When she had spoken this, she delivered the Duke a paper reciting her story. He read it with all the emotions that indignation and pity could raise in a prince jealous of his honour in the behaviour of his officers, and prosperity of his subjects.

write to you to vent my indignation against severa. pert creatures who are addressed to and courted in this place, while poor I, and two or three like me, are wholly unregarded.

"Every one of these affect gaining the hearts of your sex. This is generally attempted by a particular manner of carrying themselves with familiarity. Glycera has a dancing walk, and keeps time in her ordinary gait. Chloe, her sister, who is unwilling to interrupt her conquests, comes into the room before her with a familiar run. Dulcissa takes advantage of the approach of the winter, and has introduced a very pretty shiver; closing up ner shoulders, and shrinking as she moves. All that are in this mode carry their fans between both hands Upon an appointed day, Rhynsault was sent for before them. Dulcissa, herself, who is author of to court, and, in the presence of a few of the council, this air, adds the pretty run to it; and has also, confronted by Sapphira. The prince asking, " Do when she is in a very good humour, a taking famiyou know that lady?" Rhynsault, as soon as he liarity in throwing herself into the lowest seat in could recover his surprise, told the duke he would the room, and letting her hooped petticoats fall with marry her, if his highness would please to think that a lucky decency about her. I know she practises a reparation. The duke seemed contented with this this way of sitting down in her chamber; and inauswer, and stood by during the immediate solem- deed she does it as well as you may have seen an nization of the ceremony. At the conclusion of it actress fall down dead in a tragedy. Not the least he told Rhynsault, "Thus far you have done as indecency in her posture. If you have observed what constrained by my authority: I shall not be satisfied pretty carcasses are carried off at the end of a verse of your kind usage of her, without you sign a gift of at the theatre, it will give you a notion how Dulcissa your whole estate to her after your decease." To plumps into a chair. Here is a little country girl the performance of this also the duke was a witness.that is very cunning, that makes her use of being When these two acts were executed, the duke turned to the lady, and told her, " It now remains for me to put you in quiet possession of what your husband has so bountifully bestowed on you;" and ordered the immediate execution of Rhynsault.-T.

No. 492.] WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 24, 1712.
Quicquid est boni moris, levitate extinguitur.-SENECA.
Levity of behaviour is the bane of all that is good and virtuous.
Tunbridge, Sept. 18.

young and unbred, and outdoes the ensnarers who are almost twice her age. The air that she takes is to come into company after a walk, and is very successfully out of breath upon occasion. Her mother is in the secret, and calls her romp, and then looks round to see what young men stare at her.

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It would take up more than can come in to one of your papers, to enumerate all the particular airs of the younger company in this place. But I can not omit Dulceorella, whose manner is the most indolent imaginable, but still as watchful of conquest as the busiest virgin among us. She has a peculiar "DEAR MR. SPECTATOR, art of staring at a young fellow, till she sees she has "I AM a young woman of eighteen years of age, got him, and inflamed him by so much observation. and I do assure you a maid of unspotted reputation, When she sees she has him, and he begins to toss founded upon a very careful carriage in all my his head upon it, she is immediately short-sighted, looks, words, and actions. At the same time I must and labours to observe what he is at a distance, with own to you, that it is with much constraint to flesh her eyes half shut. Thus the captive that thought. and blood that my behaviour is so strictly irre- her first struck, is to make very near approaches, proachable; for I am naturally addicted to mirth, or be wholly disregarded. This artifice has done to gaiety, to a free air, to motion, and gadding. Now, more execution than all the ogling of the rest of what gives me a great deal of anxiety, and is some the women here, with the utmost variety of half discouragement in the pursuit of virtue, is, that the glances, attentive heedlessnesses, childish inadveryoung women who run into greater freedoms with tencies, haughty contempt, or artificial oversights. the men are more taken notice of than I am. The After I have said thus much of ladies among us who men are such unthinking sots, that they do not pre-fight thus regularly, I am to complain to you of a fer her who restrains all her passions and affections, set of familiar romps, who have broken through all and keeps much within the bounds of what is law- common rules, and have thought of a very effectual ful, to her who goes to the utmost verge of inno-way of showing more charms than all of us. These, cence, and parleys at the very brink of vice, whe- Mr. Spectator, are the swingers. You are to know ther she shall be a wife or a mistress. But I must appeal to your spectatorial wisdom, who, I find, have passed very much of your time in the study of woman, whether this is not a most unreasonable proceeding. I have read somewhere that Hobbes of Malmesbury asserts, that continent persons have more of what they contain than those who give a loase to their desires. According to this rule, let there be equal age, equal wit, and equal good humour, in the woman of prudence, and her of liberty, what stores has he to expect who takes the former? What refuse must he be contented with who chooses the latter? Well, but I sat down to

these careless pretty creatures are very innocents again; and it is to be no matter what they do, for it is all harmless freedom. They get on ropes, as you must have seen the children, and are swung by their men visitants. The jest is, that Mr. Such-aone can name the colour of Mrs. Such-a-one's stockings; and she tells him he is a lying thief, so he is, and full of roguery; and she will lay a wager, and her sister shall tell the truth if he says right, and he cannot tell what colour her garters are of. In this diversion there are very many pretty shrieks, not so much for fear of falling, as that their petticoats should untie; for there is a great care had to avoid

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