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THE young Lord Ulla had passed his majority without effecting any benefit, either to his country or to himself, and did not then seem anxious to repair the time which he had lost. Unfortunately for his own peace, his wealth was so excessive as to leave no enjoyment, that he cared to indulge in, beyond his reach. From the highest scenes of dissipation, to the lowest of profligacy, he had left none untried; and all alike had ceased to gratify him. He became indolent and apathetic, and found himself, before the beard was yet black upon his lip, in the condition of a man satiated with the enjoyments of sense, and possessing no relish for, or knowledge of any other of a higher order.
“ I lead a most miserable life,” he said to his physician,-“ I have tried every species of recreation that the world can afford, and I am tired of
or amuse me.
them all. It terrifies me to think that I have yet a long life before me, without a single object to interest
I detest vice : it has disgusted and sickened me, and there is no harmless or useful employment that has the power of affording me a moment's stimulus. What a strange fantastical body is this in which I am confined !-Every thing tires and annoys it; even repose itself, the only enjoyment that I now covet, has become a labour and a torment. But that I think it a base, a cowardly, and ungrateful thing, to Aing away a gift that God has bestowed upon me—I would be tempted
“ I do not know,” the medical adviser replied, as he lifted his brows and tossed his head, “ why a man should become tired of answering the ends of his existence. Will you pardon me for intimating that there are diseases wherein the patient must minister to himself, and with this advantage, that his practice, if vigorously put in execution, is certain to be successful. There is a feeling in our nature, which if judiciously cultivated, would furnish a certain and radical cure for the sense of discomfort which
describe.” “ I have no object to stimulate me to exertion; and labour for labour's sake — you know the apophthegm. Ambition, I have none - I can feel no