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. . tedious drudgeries in needle-work as were fic

only for the Hilpas and the Nilpas tlîat lived i before the flood. Here is a stir indeed with your

histories in embroidery, your groves with • shades of filk and streams of mohair ! I • would have you to know, that I hope to kill a• hundred lovers, before the best housewife in

England can stitch out a battle, and do not fear but to provide boys and girls much faster than

your disciples can embroider them. I love birds • and beasts as well as you, but am content to • fancy them when they are really made.. What * do you think of guilt leather for furniture ?

There is your pretty hangings for a chamber ; i and what is more, our own country, is the only

place in Europe, where work of that kind is to ierably done. Without minding your musty lefsons, I am this minute going to. Paul's church,

yard to bespeak a skreen and a set of hangings ; . and am resolved to encourage the manufacture of my country..

Yours,

CLEORA,

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NO 610. FRIDAY, OCTOBER 22.

Sic, cum transêrint mei
Nullo cum ftrepitu dies,
Plebeius moriar fenex.
Mi mors gravis incubat,
Qui, notis nimis omnibus,
Ignotus moritur fibi.

SENECA,
Thus, when my feeting days at last,
Unheeded, filently are past,
Calmly I shall resign ny breath,
In life unknown, forgot in death;
While he, o'ertaken unprepar'd,
Finds death an evil to be fear'd,
Who dies, to others too much known;

A stranger to himfelf alone..
I

Have often wondered that the fews should con

trive such a worthlefs greatness for the deliverer whom they expected, as to dress him up in external pomp and pageantry, and represent him to their imagination, as making havock amongst his creatures, and acted with the poor ambition of a Casar or an Alexander. How much more illustrious doth he appear in his real character, when confidered as the author of universal benevolence

among men, as refining our paflions, exalting our nature, giving us vaft ideas of immortality, and teaching us a contempt of that little showy grandeur, wherein the fews made the glory of their Meffiab to consist !

Nathing (fays Longinus ) can be great, the contempt of which is great. The poffeffion of wealth and riches cannot give a man a title to greatness, ben cause it is looked upon as a greatness of mind, to contemn these gifts of fortune, and to be above the

desire of them. I have therefore been inclined to think, that there are greater men who lie concealed among the species, than those who come out, and draw

upon themselves the eyes and admiration of mankind. Virgil would never have been heard of, had not his domeftick misfortunes driven him out of his obscurity, and brought him to Rome.

If we suppose that there are spirits or angels, who look into the ways of men, as it is highly probable there are, both from reason and revelation ; how different are the notions which they entertain of us, from those which we are apt to form of one another? Were they to give us in their catalogue of such worthies as are now living, how different would it be from that which any of our own fpecies would draw up.?

We are dazzled with the splendor of titles, the oftentation of learning, the noise of victories :: They, on the contrary, see the philofopher in the cottage, who pofleffes his soul in patience and thankfulness, under the preffures of what little minds call poverty and distress. They do not look for great men at the head of armies, or among the pomps of a court, but often find them out in Thades and folitudes, in the private walks and bypaths of life. The evening's walk of a wise man is more illustrious in their fight, than the march of a general at the head of an hundred thousand: men. A contemplation of God's works; a voluntary

act of justice to our detriment ; a generous. .concern for the good of mankind; tears that are shed in filence for the misery of others ; a. private defire of resentment broken and fubdued';, in short, an unfeigned exercise of humility, or any other virtue, are such actions as: are glorious in their fight, and denominate men great and reputable. The most famous among us are often looked upon with pity, with contempt, or with indignation;

while those who are most obscure among their own species, are regarded with love, with approbation, and esteem.

The moral of the present fpeculation amounts to this, that we should not be led away by the censures and applauses of men, but consider the figure that every person will make, at that time when wisdom shall be justified of her children, and nothing pass for great or illustrious which is not an ornament and perfection to human nature.

The story of Gyges, the rich Lydian monarch, is a memorable instance to our prefent purpofe. The. oracle being asked by Gyges; who was the happiest man, replied, Agloüs. Gyges, who expected to have heard himself named on this occasion, was much surprised, and very curious to know who this Aglaüs should be. After much enquiry he was found to be an obscure country-man, who employed all his time in cultivating a garden, and a few acres of land about his house.

Cowley's agreeable relation of this story thall close this day's fpeculation.

Thus Aglaüs ( a man unknown to men,
But the gods knew, and therefore lov’d him then)
Thus liv'd obfcurely then without a name,
Aglais, now consign'd t'eternal fame.
For Gyges, the rich king, wicked and great,
Presum'd at wise Apollo's Delphic feat,
Presum'd to ask, oh thou the whole world's eye,
Sees thou a man that happier is than I?
The god, who fcorn'd to flatter man, reply'd,
Aglaüs happier is. But Gyges cry'd,
In a proud rage, wbo ran that Aglais be?
We've heard as yet of no such king as he.
And true it was, through the whole earth around
No king of such a name was to be found.
Is some old hero of that name alived

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Who his high race does from the gods derive?
Is it fome mighty gen'ral that has done
Wonders in fight, and god-like honours won?
Is it fome man of andle wealth? said he :
None, none of these ; who can this Aglaus be?
After long search, and vain enquiries past,
In an obscure Arcadian vale at last,
(Th Arcadian life has always sady been)
Near Sopho's town, ( which he but once had seen)
This Aglaüs, who monarchs envy drew,
Whose happiness the gods stood witness to,
This mighty Aglaüs was lab'ring found,
With his own hands, in his own little greund.

So, gracious god, (if it may lawful be,
Among those foolish gods to mention thee)
So let me all, on such a private stage,
The last dull scenes of my declining age;
After long toils and voyages in vain,
This quiet port let my toss'd vessel gain ;
Of heav'nly rest this earnest to me lend,
Let my life sleep, and learn to love her end.

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NO 611. MONDAY, OCTOBER 25.

Perfide! fed duris genuit te cautibus horrens
Caucasus, Hircanæque admôrunt ribera tigres.

VIRG. Æn. iv. ver. 366.
Perfidious man! thy parent was a rock,

And fierce Hyrcanian tigers gave thee suck.
I Am willing to postpone every thing, to do any

the least fervice for the deserving and unfortunate. Accordingly I have caused the following letter to be inserted in my paper, the moment that it came to my hands, without altering one tittle in an account which the lady relates to handsomely herself.

Mr.

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