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the heroic, as comic writers to their serious | thought very pretty company. But let us brothers in the drama. hear what he says for himself.

By this short table of laws order is kept up, and distinction preserved, in the whole republic of letters. O.

'MY WORTHY FRIEND,-I question not but you, and the rest of my acquaintance, wonder that I, who have lived in the smoke and gallantries of the town for thirty years together, should all on a sudden grow fond of a country life. Had not my dog of a steward ran away as he did, without making up his accounts, I had still been immersed in sin and sea-coal. But since my late forced visit to my estate, I am so pleased with it, that I am resolved to live and die upon it. I am every day abroad among my acres, and can scarce forbear filling my letters with breezes, shades, flowers, meadows, and purling streams. The simplicity of manners, which I have heard you so It is very usual for those who have been often speak of, and which appears here in severe upon marriage, in some part or perfection, charms me wonderfully. As other of their lives, to enter into the frater- an instance of it I must acquaint you, and nity which they have ridiculed, and to see by your means the whole club, that I have their raillery return upon their own heads. lately married one of my tenant's daughI scarce ever knew a woman-hater that did ters. She is born of honest parents; and not, sooner or later, pay for it. Marriage, though she has no portion, she has a great which is a blessing to another man, falls upon deal of virtue. The natural sweetness and such a one as a judgment. Mr. Congreve's innocence of her behaviour, the freshness Old Bachelor is set forth to us with much of her complexion, the unaffected turn of wit and humour, as an example of this her shape and person, shot me through kind. In short, those who have most dis- and through every time I saw her, and did tinguished themselves by railing at the sex more execution upon me in grogram than in general, very often make an honourable the greatest beauty in town or court had amends, by choosing one of the most worth-ever done in brocade. In short, she is such less persons of it for a companion and yoke- a one as promises me a good heir to my fellow. Hymen takes his revenge in kind estate; and if by her means I cannot leave on those who turn his mysteries into ridi- to my children what are falsely called the cule. gifts of birth, high titles, and alliances, I hope to convey to them the more real and valuable gifts of birth-strong bodies, and healthy constitutions. As for your fine women, I need not tell thee that I know them. I have had my share in their graces; but no more of that. It shall be my business hereafter to live the life of an honest man, and to act as becomes the master of a family. I question not but I shall draw upon me the raillery of the town, and be treated to the tune of, The Marriage-hater Matched; but I am prepared for it. I have been as witty upon others in my time. To tell thee truly, I saw such a tribe of fashionable young fluttering coxcombs shot up, that I did not think my post of an homme de ruelle any longer tenable. I felt a certain stiff

My friend Will Honeycomb, who was so unmercifully witty upon the women, in a couple of letters which I lately communicated to the public, has given the ladies ample satisfaction by marrying a farmer's daughter; a piece of news which came to our club by the last post. The templar is very positive that he has married a dairymaid: but Will, in his letter to me on this occasion, sets the best face upon the matter that he can, and gives a more tolerable account of his spouse. I must confess I suspected something more than ordinary, when upon opening the letter I found that Will was fallen off from his former gayety, having changed 'Dear Spec,' which was his usual salute at the beginning of the letter, into My worthy Friend,' and sub-ness in my limbs, which entirely destroyed scribed himself in the latter end, at full the jauntiness of air I was once master of. length, William Honeycomb. In short, the Besides, for I may now confess my age to gay, the loud, the vain Will Honeycomb, thee, I have been eight-and-forty above who had made love to every great fortune these twelve years. Since my retirement that has appeared in town for above thirty into the country will make a vacancy in the years together, and boasted of favours from club, I could wish you would fill up my ladies whom he had never seen, is at length place with my friend Tom Dapperwit. He wedded to a plain country girl. has an infinite deal of fire, and knows the

His letter gives us the picture of a converted rake. The sober character of the husband is dashed with the man of the town, and enlivened with those little cant phrases which have made my friend Will often

No. 530.] Friday, November 7, 1712.

Sic visum Veneri; cui placet impares
Formas atque animos sub juga ahenea
Sævo mittere cum joco.

Hor. Od. xxxiii. Lib. 1. 10.

Thus Venus sports; the rich, the base,
Unlike in fortune and in face,

To disagreeing love provokes;

When cruelly jocose,

She ties the fatal noose,

And binds unequals to the brazen yokes.-Creech.

* The name of one of Tom Durfey's miserable comedies. It was Dogget's excellent performance of a chaupon him, and marked him out as an actor of superior racter in this play, that first drew the eyes of the public talents.

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town. For my own part, as I have said
before, I shall endeavour to live hereafter
suitable to a man in my station, as a pru-
dent head of a family, a good husband, a
careful father, (when it shall so happen,)
and as your most sincere friend,


No. 531.] Saturday, November 8, 1712.

Qui mare et terras, variisque mundum
Temperat horis :

Unde nil majus generatur ipso;
Nec viget quicquam simile aut secundum.
Hor. Od. xii. Lib. 1. 15.

Who guides below and rules above,
The great disposer, and the mighty King;
Than he none greater, like him none,

That can be, is, or was;
Supreme he singly fills the throne.-Creech.

to the Supreme Being, we enlarge every one of these with our own idea of infinity: and so putting them together, make our complex idea of God.'

It is not impossible that there may be many kinds of spiritual perfection, besides those which are lodged in a human soul: but it is impossible that we should have the ideas of any kinds of perfection, except those of which we have some small rays and short imperfect strokes in ourselves. It would therefore be very high presumption to determine whether the Supreme Being has not many more attributes than those which enter into our conceptions of him. This is certain, that if there be any kind of spiritual perfection which is not marked out in a human soul, it belongs in its fulness to the divine nature.

SIMONIDES being asked by Dionysius the tyrant what God was, desired a day's time to consider of it before he made his reply. When the day was expired he desired two days; and afterwards, instead of returning his answer, demanded still double the time to consider of it. This great poet and philosopher, the more he contemplated the nature of the Deity, found that he waded but the more out of his depth; and that he lost himself in the thought, instead of find-him all possible perfection, as well in kind ing an end of it.

Several eminent philosophers have imagined that the soul, in her separate state, may have new faculties springing up in her, which she is not capable of exerting during her present union with the body; and whether these faculties may not correspond with other attributes in the divine nature, and open to us hereafter new matter of wonder and adoration, we are altogether ignorant. This, as I have said before, we ought to acquiesce in, that the Sovereign Being, the great author of nature, has in

as in degree: to speak according to our methods of conceiving, I shall only add under this head, that when we have raised our notion of this Infinite Being as high as it is possible for the mind of man to go, it will fall infinitely short of what he really is. There is no end of his greatness.' The most exalted creature he has made is only capable of adoring it, none but himself can comprehend it.

The advice of the son of Sirach is very just and sublime in this light. By his

If we consider the idea which wise men, by the light of reason, have framed of the Divine Being, it amounts to this; that he has in him all the perfection of a spiritual nature. And since we have no notion of any kind of spiritual perfection but what we discover in our own souls, we join infinitude to each kind of these perfections, and what is a faculty in a human soul becomes an attribute in God. We exist in place and time; the Divine Being fills the immensity of space with his presence, and inhabits eter-word all things consist. We may speak nity. We are possessed of a little power much, and yet come short: wherefore in and a little knowledge: the Divine Being some he is all. How shall we be able to is almighty and omniscient. In short, by magnify him? for he is great above all his adding infinity to any kind of perfection we works. The Lord is terrible and very enjoy, and by joining all these different great; and marvellous in his power. When kinds of perfection in one being, we form you glorify the Lord, exalt him as much as our idea of the great Sovereign of Nature. you can; for even yet will he far exceed. Though every one who thinks must have And when you exalt him, put forth all made this observation, I shall produce Mr. your strength, and be not weary; for you Locke's authority to the same purpose, out can never go far enough. Who hath seen of his Essay on Human Understanding. him, that he might tell us? and who can If we examine the idea we have of the magnify him as he is? There are yet hid incomprehensible Supreme Being, we shall greater things than these be, for we have find that we come by it the same way; and seen but a few of his works.' that the complex ideas we have both of God and separate spirits, are made up of the simple ideas we receive from reflection: v. g. having, from what we experience in ourselves, got the ideas of existence and duration, of knowledge and power of pleasure and happiness, and of several other qualities and powers, which it is better to have than to be without: when we would frame an idea the most suitable we can

I have here only considered the Supreme Being by the light of reason and philosophy. If we would see him in all the wonders of his mercy, we must have recourse to revelation, which represents him to us not only as infinitely great and glorious, but as infinitely good and just in his dispensations towards man. But as this is the theory which falls under every one's consideration, though indeed it can never be sufficiently

considered, I shall here only take notice of | No. 532.] Monday, November 10, 1712. that habitual worship and veneration which we ought to pay to this Almighty Being. We should often refresh our minds with the thought of him, and annihilate ourselves before him, in the contemplation of our own worthlessness, and of his transcendent excellency and perfection. This would imprint in our minds such a constant and uninterrupted awe and veneration as that which I am here recommending, and which is in reality a kind of incessant prayer, and reasonable humiliation of the soul before him who made it.

This would effectually kill in us all the little seeds of pride, vanity, and self-conceit, which are apt to shoot up in the minds of such whose thoughts turn more on those comparative advantages which they enjoy over some of their fellow-creatures, than on that infinite distance which is placed between them and the supreme model of all perfection. It would likewise quicken our desires and endeavours of uniting ourselves to him by all the acts of religion and virtue.

Such an habitual homage to the Supreme Being would, in a particular manner, banish from among us that prevailing impiety of using his name on the most trivial


I find the following passage in an excellent sermon, preached at the funeral of a gentleman who was an honour to his country, and a more diligent as well as successful inquirer into the works of nature than any other our nation has ever produced. He had the profoundest veneration for the great God of heaven and earth that I have ever observed in any person. The very name of God was never mentioned by him without a pause and a visible stop in his discourse; in which one, that knew him most particularly above twenty years, has told me that he was so exact, that he does not remember to have observed him once to fail in it.'

-Fungor vice cotis, acutum
Reddere quæ ferrum valet, exsors ipsa secandi.
Hor. Ars Poet. ver. 304.
I play the whetstone: useless and unfit
To cut myself, I sharpen others wit.-Creech.

*See bishop Burnet's Sermon, preached at the funeral of the honourable Robert Boyle,

It is a very honest action to be studious to produce other men's merit; and I make no scruple of saying, I, have as much of this temper as any man in the world. It would not be a thing to be bragged of, but that is what any man may be master of, who will take pains enough for it. Much observation of the unworthiness in being pained at the excellence of another will bring you to a scorn of yourself for that unwillingness; and when you have got so far, you will find it a greater pleasure than you ever before knew to be zealous in promoting the fame and welfare of the praiseworthy. I do not speak this as pretending to be a mortified self-denying man, but as one who had turned his ambition into a right channel. I claim to myself the merit of having extorted excellent productions from a person of the greatest abilities, who would not have let them appeared by any other means;† to have animated a few young gentlemen into worthy pursuits, who will be a glory to our age; and at all times, and by all possible means in my power, undermined the interest of ignorance, vice, and folly, and attempted to substitute in their stead, learning, piety, and good sense. It is from this honest heart that I find myself honoured as a gentleman-usher to the arts and sciences.—Mr. Tickell and Mr. Pope have, it seems, this idea of me. The former has writ me an excellent paper of verses, in praise, forsooth, of myself; and the other enclosed for my perusal an admirable poem,‡ which I hope will shortly see the light. In the mean time I cannot suppress any thought of his, but insert this sentiment about the dying words of Adrian. I will not determine in the case he mentions; but have thus much to say in favour of his argument, that many of his own works which I have seen, convince me that very pretty and very sublime sentiments may be lodged in the same bosom without diminution of its greatness.

in company with five or six men of some 'MR. SPECTATOR,-I was the other day

Every one knows the veneration which was paid by the Jews to a name so great, wonderful, and holy. They would not let it enter even into their religious discourses. What can we then think of those who make use of so tremendous a name in the ordinary expressions of their anger, mirth, and most impertinent passions? of those who admit it into the most familiar questions and asser-learning: where, chancing to mention the tions, ludicrous phrases, and works of hu- famous verses which the emperor Adrian mour? not to mention those who violate it spoke on his death-bed, they were all by solemn perjuries! It would be an affront to reason to endeavour to set forth the hor- agreed that it was a piece of gayety unror and profaneness of such a practice. I could not but dissent from this opinion, worthy that prince in those circumstances. The very mention of it exposes it suffi- Methinks it was by no means a gay but a ciently to those in whom the light of na- very serious soliloquy to his soul at the ture, not to say religion, is not utterly ex-point of his departure: in which sense I tinguished. naturally took these verses at my first read ing them, when I was very young, and be


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fore I knew what interpretation the world generally put upon them.

“ Animula vagula, blandula,
Hospes comesque corporis,
Que nunc abibis in loca?
Pallidula rigida nudula,
Nec (ut soles) dabis jocos!"

"Alas, my soul! thou pleasing companion of this body, thou fleeting thing that art now deserting it, whither art thou flying? to what unknown region? Thou art all trembling, fearful, and pensive. Now what is become of thy former wit and humour? Thou shalt jest and be gay no more."

'I confess I cannot apprehend where lies the trifling in all this; it is the most natural and obvious reflection imaginable to a dying man: and, if we consider the emperor was a heathen, that doubt concerning the future state of his soul will seem so far from being the effect of want of thought, that it was scarce reasonable he should think otherwise: not to mention that there is a plain confession included of his belief in its immortality. The diminutive epithets of vagula, blandula, and the rest, appear not to me as expressions of levity, but rather of endearment and concern; such as we find in Catullus, and the authors of Hendecasyllabi after him, where they are used to express the utmost love and tenderness for their mistresses. If you think me right in my notion of the last words of Adrian, be pleased to insert this in the Spectator; if not, suppress it. 'I am, &c.'

In courts licentious, and a shameless stage,
How long the war shall wit with virtue wage?
Enchanted by this prostituted fair,
Our youth run headlong in the fatal snare;
In height of rapture clasp unheeded pains,
And suck pollution through their tingling veins.
Thy spotless thoughts unshock'd the priest may hear,
And the pure vestal in her bosom wear.
To conscious blushes and diminish'd pride,

Thy glass betrays what treach rous love would hide:
Nor harsh thy precepts, but infus'd by stealth,
Please while they cure, and cheat us into health.

“Thy works in Chloe's toilet gain a part,
And with his tailor share the fopling's heart:
Lash'd in thy satire, the penurious cit
Laughs at himself, and finds no harm in wit:
From falon gamesters the raw 'squire is free,
And Britain owes her rescu'd oaks to thee.*
His miss the frolic viscount? dreads to toast,
Or his third cure the shallow templar boast;
And the rash fool, who scorn'd the beaten road,
Dares quake at thunder, and confess his God.

• Such readers scorn'd, thou wing'st thy daring fight
Above the stars, and tread'st the fields of light,
Fame, heaven, and bell, are thy exalted theme,
And visions such as Jove himself might dream;
Man sunk to slavery, though to glory born,
Heaven's pride when upright, and deprav'd his sezen.


The brainless stripling, who, expell'd to town,
Damn'd the stiff college and pedantic clown,
Aw'd by thy name is dumb, and thrice a week
Spells uncouth Latin, and pretends to Greek.
A saunt ring tribe! such, born to wide estates,
With yea" and "no" in senates hold debates;
At length despis'd, each to his field retires,
First with the dogs, and king amidst the 'squires;
Froin pert to stupid sinks supinely down,
In youth a coxcomb, and in age a clown.

* Such hints alone could British Virgil lend.I
And thou alone deserve from such a friend;
A debt so borrow'd is illustrious fame,
And fame when shar'd with him is double fame.
So flush'd with sweets, by beauty's queen bestowi
With more than mortal charms Aneas glow'd:
Such gen'rous strifes Eugene and Maribro try.
And as in glory so in friendship vie.

'Permit these lines by thee to live-nor blame
A muse that pants and languishes for fame;
That fears to sink when humbled themes she sings,
Lost in the mass of mean forgotten things.
Receiv'd by thee, I prophesy my rhymes
The praise of virgins in succeeding times;
Mix'd with thy works, their life no bounds shall see.
But stand protected as inspir'd by thee.

That your said officer has taken due no

• To the supposed Author of the Spectator.tice of your instructions and admonitions

concerning the internals of the head from the outward form of the same. His hats for men of the faculties of law and physic do but just turn up, to give a little life to their sagacity; his military hats glare full in the face; and he has prepared a familiar easy cock for all good companions between the above-mentioned extremes. For this end he has consulted the most learned of his acquaintance for the true form and dmensions of the lepidum caput, and made a hat fit for it.

So some weak shoot, which else would poorly time,
Jove's tree adopts and lifts him to the skies;
Through the new pupai fost ring juices flow,
Thrust forth the gems, and give the flowers to blow;
Aloft, immortal reigns the plant unknown.
With borrow'd life, and vigour not his own."

To the Spectator General. 'Mr. John Sly humbly showeth"That upon reading the deputation given to the said Mr. John Sly, all persons passing by his observatory behaved themselves with the same decorum as if your honour yourself had been present.

That your said officer is preparing, according to your honour's secret instructions, hats for the several kinds of heads that make figures in the realms of Great Britain, with cocks significant of their powers and faculties.

"Your said officer does farther represent, that the young divines about town are many of them got into the cock military, and desires your instructions therein.

That the town has been for several days very well behaved, and farther your sud officer saith not.' T.

No. 533.] Tuesday, November 11, 1712.

Immo duas dabo, inquit ille, una si parum est;
Et si duarum pœnitebit addentur due.—Plaut.
Nay, says he, if one is too little, I will give you twn;
And if two will not satisfy you, I will add two more.

To the Spectator. 'SIR,-You have often given us very ex

* Mr. Tickell here alludes to Steel's papers against the sharpers, &c. in the Tatler, and particularly to a letter in Tat. No. 73, signed Will Trusty, and written by Mr. Cellent discourses against that unnatural

John Hughes.

↑ Viscount Bolingbroke.

↑ A compliment to Addison.

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custom of parents in forcing their children | beauty, yet there is none among all your to marry contrary to their inclinations. My various characters of fine women preferown case, without farther preface, I will able to Miranda. In a word, she is never lay before you, and leave you to judge of it. guilty of doing any thing but one amiss, (if My father and mother, both being in de- she can be thought to do amiss by me) in clining years, would fain see me, their being as blind to my faults, as she is to her eldest son, as they call it, settled. I am as own perfections. I am, sir, your very mych for that as they can be; but I must humble, obedient servant, be settled, it seems, not according to my own, but their liking. Upon this account I am teased every day, because I have not yet fallen into love, in spite of nature, with one of a neighbouring gentleman's daughters; for out of their abundant generosity, they give me the choice of four. "Jack," begins my father. "Mrs. Catharine is a fine woman."-"Yes, sir, but she is rather too old."-"She will make the more discreet manager, boy." Then my mother plays her part. "Is not Mrs. Betty exceeding fair?""Yes, madam, but she is of no conversation; she has no fire, no agreeable vivacity; she neither speaks nor looks with spirit.""True, son, but for those very reasons she will be an easy, soft, obliging, tractable creature."—" After all," cries an old aunt, (who belongs to the class of those who read plays with spectacles on,)" what think you, nephew, of proper Mrs. Dorothy?""What do I think? why, I think she cannot be above six foot two inches high." "Well, well, you may banter as long as you please, but height of stature is commanding and majestic."-"Come, come," says a cousin of mine in the family, "I will fit him; Fidelia is yet behindpretty Miss Fiddy must please you. "Oh! your very humble servant, dear coz, she is as much too young as her eldest sis-mind; and, in order to your proper handter is too old."—" Is so, indeed," quoth ling such a subject, fancy your wife or she, "good Mr. Pert? You that are but daughter, if you had any, in such circumturned of twenty-two, and Miss Fiddy in stances, and what treatment you would half a year's time will be in her teens, then think due to such dragoons. One of and she is capable of learning any thing. them was called a captain, and entertained Then she will be so observant; she will us with nothing but filthy stupid questions, cry perhaps now and then, but never be or lewd songs, all the way. Ready to burst angry. Thus they will think for me in with shame and indignation, I repined that this matter, wherein I am more particu- nature had not allowed us as easily to shut larly concerned than any body else. If I our ears as our eyes. But was not this a name any woman in the world, one of these kind of rape? Why should there be acdaughters has certainly the same qualities. cessaries in ravishment any more than You see by these few hints, Mr. Spectator, murder? Why should not every contriwhat a comfortable life I lead. To be still butor to the abuse of chastity suffer death? more open and free with you, I have been I am sure these shameless hell-hounds depassionately fond of a young lady (whom served it highly. Can you exert yourself give me leave to call Miranda) now for better than on such an occasion? If you do these three years. I have often urged the not do it effectually, I will read no more of matter home to my parents with all the your papers. Has every impertinent felsubmission of a son, but the impatience of low a privilege to torment me, who pay a lover. Pray, sir, think of three years: my coach-hire as well as he? Sir, pray what inexpressible scenes of inquietude, consider us in this respect as the weakest what variety of misery must I have gone sex, who have nothing to defend ourselves; through in three whole years! Miranda's and I think it is as gentleman-like to chalfortune is equal to those I have mentioned; lenge a woman to fight as to talk obscenely but her relations are not intimates with in her company, especially when she has mine! Ah! there's the rub! Miranda's not power to stir. Pray let me tell you a person, wit, and humour, are what the story which you can make fit for public nicest fancy could imagine; and, though view. I knew a gentleman who, having a we know you to be so elegant a judge of very good opinion of the gentlemen of the




'MR. SPECTATOR,-When you spent so much time as you did lately in censuring the ambitious young gentlemen who ride in triumph through town and country on coach-boxes, I wish you had employed those moments in consideration of what passes sometimes within-side of those vehicles. I am sure I suffered sufficiently by the insolence and ill-breeding of some persons who travelled lately with me in the stage-coach out of Essex to London. I am sure, when you have heard what I have to say, you will think there are persons under the character of gentlemen, that are fit to be no where else but on the coach-box. Sir, I am a young woman of a sober and religious education, and have preserved that character; but on Monday was fortnight, it was my misfortune to come to London. I was no sooner clapped into the coach, but, to my great surprise, two persons in the habit of gentlemen attacked me with such indecent discourse as I cannot repeat to you, so you may conclude not fit for me to hear. I had no relief but the hopes of a speedy end of my short journey. Sir, form to yourself what a persecution this must needs be to a virtuous and chaste

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