that as soon as the preliminaries are adjusted, that minister is to return to the French Court. The States of Holland have resolved to make it an instruction to all their men of war and privateers, to bring into their ports whatever neutral ships they shall meet with, laden with corn, and bound for France; and, to avoid all cause of complaint from the Potentates to whom these ships shall belong, their full demand for their freight shall be paid them there. The French Protestants residing in that country have applied themselves to their respective magistrates, desiring that there may be an article in the treaty of peace which may give liberty of conscience to the Protestants in France. Monsieur Bosnage, Minister of the Walloon church at Rotterdam, has been at the Hague, and hath had some conferences with the Deputies of the States on that subject. It is reported there, that all the French refugees in those dominions are to be naturalized, that they may enjoy the same good effects of the treaty with the Hollanders themselves, in respect of France. Letters from Paris say, the people conceive great hopes of a sudden peace, from Monsieur Torcy's being employed in the negotiation; he being a minister of too great weight in that Court to be sent on any employment in which his master would not act in a manner wherein he might justly promise himself success. The French advices add, that there is an insurrection in Poictou, three thousand men have taken up arms, and beaten the troops which were appointed to disperse them three of the mutineers being taken, were immediately executed; and as many of the King's party were used after the same manner. Our late acts of naturalization hath had so great an effect in foreign parts, that some Princes have prohibited the French refugees in their dominions to sell or transfer their estates to any other of their subjects; and at the same time have granted them greater immunities than they hitherto enjoyed. It has been also thought necessary to restrain their own subjects from leaving their country, on pain of death. N° 14. THURSDAY, MAY 12, 1709. Quicquid agunt homines nostri est farrago libelli. Juv. Sat. i. 85, 86. Whate'er men do, or say, or think, or dream, From my own Apartment, May 10. P. HAD it not been that my familiar had appeared to me, as I told you in my last, in person, I had certainly been unable to have found even words without meaning, to keep up my intelligence with the town; but he has checked me severely for my despondence, and ordered me to go on in my design of observing upon things, and forbearing persons; for, said he, the age you live in is such, that a good picture of any vice or virtue will infallibly be misrepresented; and though none will take the kind descriptions you make so much to themselves, as to wish well to the author, yet all will resent the ill characters you produce, out of fear of their own turn in the licence you must be obliged to take, if you point at particular persons. I took his admonition kindly, and immediately promised him to beg pardon of the author of the "Advice to the Poets, for my raillery upon his work; though I aimed at no more in that examination, but to convince him, and all men of genius, of the folly of laying them selves out on such plans as are below their characters. I hope too it was done without ill-breeding, and nothing spoken below what a civilian (as it is allowed I am) may utter to a physician. After this preface, all the world may be safe from my writings; for, if I can find nothing to commend, I am silent, and will forbear the subject; for, though I am a reformer, I scorn to be an inquisitor. It would become all men, as well as me, to lay before them the noble character of Verus the magistratet, who always sat in triumph over, and contempt of, vice; he never searched after it, or spared it when it came before him: at the same time he could see through the hypocrisy and disguise of those, who have no pretence to virtue themselves, but by their severity to the vicious. This same Verus was, in times past, Chief Justice (as we call it amongst us) in Feliciat. He was a man of profound knowledge of the laws of his country, and as just an observer of them in his own person: he considered justice as a cardinal virtue, not as a trade for maintenance. Wherever he was judge, he never forgot that he was also counsel. The criminal before him was always sure he stood before his country, and, in a sort, a parent of it: the prisoner knew, that though his spirit was broken with guilt, and incapable of language to defend itself, all would be gathered from him which could conduce to his safety; and that his judge would wrest no law to destroy him, nor conceal any that could save him. In his time there was a nest of pretenders to justice, who happened to be employed to put things in a method for being examined before him at his usual sessions: these animals were to Verus, as monkeys are to men ; * Sir Richard Blackmore. Sir John Holt, Lord Chief Justice in the reign of King William III. and for some years after that King's death. ‡ Britain. so like, that you can hardly disown them, but so base, that you are ashamed of their fraternity. It grew a phrase, "Who would do justice on the Justices?" That certainly would Verus. I have seen an old trial where he sat Judge on two of them, one was called Trick-track, the other Tear-shift: one was a learned judge of sharpers; the other the quickest of all men at finding out a wench. Tricktrack never spared a pickpocket, but was a companion to cheats; Tear-shift would make compliments to wenches of quality, but certainly commit poor ones. If a poor rogue wanted a lodging, Trick-track sent him to gaol for a thief; if a poor whore went only with one thin peticoat, Tear-shift would imprison her for being loose in her dress. These patriots infested the days of Verus, while they alternately committed and released each other's prisoners: but Verus regarded them as criminals, and always looked upon men as they stood in the eye of justice, without respecting whether they sat on the bench, or stood at the bar. Will's Coffee-house, May 11. Yesterday we were entertained with the tragedy of the Earl of Essex*; in which there is not one good line, and yet a play which was never seen without drawing tears from some part of the audience; a remarkable instance that the soul is not to be moved by words, but things; for the incidents in this drama are laid together so happily, that the spectator makes the play for himself, by the force which the circumstance has upon his imagination. Thus, in spite of the most dry discourses, and expressions almost ridiculous with respect to propriety, it is impossible for one unprejudiced to see it, untouched with pity. I must confess, this effect is not wrought on such as examine why they are pleased; but it * By John Banks. never fails to appear on those who are not too learned in nature, to be moved by her first suggestions. It is certain, the person and behaviour of Mr. Wilks has no small share in conducing to the popularity of the play; and when a handsome fellow is going to a more coarse exit than beheading, his shape and countenance make every tender one reprieve him with all her heart, without waiting until she heard his dying words. This evening The Alchymist was played. This comedy is an example of Ben Jonson's extensive genius, and penetration into the passions and follies of mankind. The scene in the fourth act, where all the cheated people oppose the man that would open their eyes, has something in it so inimitably excellent, that it is certainly as great a master-piece as has ever appeared by any hand. The author's great address in showing covetousness the motive of the actions of the puritan, the epicure, the gamester, and the trader; and that all their endeavours, how differently soever they seem to tend, centre only in that one point of gain, shows he had, to a great perfection, that discernment of spirit. which constitutes a genius for comedy. White's Chocolate-house, May 11. It is not to be imagined, how far the violence of our desires will carry us towards our own deceit, in the pursuit of what we wish for. A gentleman here this evening was giving me an account of a dumb fortune-teller,* who outdoes Mr. Partridge, myself, or the Unborn Doctor, † for predictions; all his visitants come to him full of expectations, and pay his own rate for the interpretations they put * Duncan Campbell, said to be deaf and dumb, who practised at this time on the credulity of the vulgar, and pretended to predict fortunes by the second sight, &c. The real name of the quack-doctor and man-midwife, who affected to be distinguished as "unborn," was Kirleus. VOL. I. |