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mony of this Truth to all Ages of the World. His Father, like a wise old Gentleman, design'd him for the Par; but the giddy Fop flung up that Profession, and set up for a Wic; but observe, I beseech you, what he got by the Exchange. By some of his foolidh Verses he drew the Emperor's Displeasure upon himself, who sent him a grazing, to teach him more Manners, and so he liv'd a miserable Fugitive, in partibus infidelium, where he had Leisure enough to curse the verifying Planet which betray'd him to these Extremities. One or two perhaps in the Compass of fix thousand Year have made their Fortunes by it ; but is this any Encouragement for yon to Letake your self to spollo's high Road? What Man of ordinary Sense would hazard his All in a Lottery, in Hopes of meeting a benefited Ticket, where he has Forty thousand to One Okls againīt him. Befides, Business and Poetry agree as ill together as Faith and Reason, which iwo latter, as has been juis dicioufly observ'd by the fam'd Tub-drubber of Covent Garden, can never be brought to see their Horses together. Those poor Rogues, that do Apollo's Drudgery, like the Servants that belong to Dr. Ch

n's Land Office, must e'en take their Labour for their Pains ; for Apollo and the Doctor pay. no Wages ; and they agree in this too, that Paper passes with both for ready Money.

On the other Hand, the Law has all the Baits your can think of to take you : Crowds of Clients to dance Attendance at your Chamber every Morning : Wealth perpetually fowing in upon you; and all this attain'à with a few Qualifications ; nothing but a {trong pair of Bellows, call’d Lungs, and a Forehead of the Corinthian Order, are requir'd. So that if you abandon fo rich a Soil, to starve upon a barren Common, the very Stones in WestministerHall, like the Blood of the Recorder's Horses, will rise up in Judgment against you. After all, if you are not Master of Philofophy enough to fet your

felf

self, at Liberty, and cannot entirely thake off the rhiming Disease, let me advise you, as a friend, to trefpals that Way in private; let not your Mistress, nor so much as your Bottle-Companion, know any Thing of the Matter ; but when the Writing-Fit is upon you, do it with as much prudent Circumfpe. ction as discreet Thieves when they are going to commit Burglary. Otherwise you muft lie under the Scandal of being thought a difaffected Man to Cook and Littleton ; and if that should arrive to my Lord Chief Justice's Ears, good Night to your Practice. This is all that I have at present to say upon this Head, who am

Your most humble, &c.

A comical Letter out of the famous

Monsieur de Colletier, to Mademoiselle de Choux.

Madam,

ID you ever fee an Almanack in your

Life? You'll say this is an odd QuieD stion, I'll give you the Reason then

why I ask'd it : There's an odd Sort of a Fellow usually pictur'd in it, Madam, with the Devil kuows how many

Darts in his Body. And what of him? Cry you. Why, Madam, he's only a Type of your humble Servant; for that Son of a Whore Cupid has so pink'd me all over with his confounded Arrows, that, by my Troth, I look like, let me think, like what,

like your Ladyship's Pin-cushion. But this is not all : Your Eyes had like to have

prov'd more fatal to me, than Crupid and all his Roe guery ; for, Madam, while I was Scar-gazing 'other Night at your Window, full of Fire and Flame, (as we Lovers use to be) 1 drope plumb into your Fishpond, by the fame Token that I hiss'd like a red-hot Horse-shoe flung into a Smith's Trough. 'Twas a hun. dred Pounds to a Penny but I had been drown'd; for those ehat came to my Adlistance, left me to shife for my self, while they scrambled for boild Fim that were as. plentiful as Herrings at Rotterdam. Some of my Fellow-fufferers I caught, of which I intend to inake au Offering to your Ladythip, as well as of, Madam

Tour most devoted Slave,

Colletier,

22S

To Madam

s nothing is so honourable as an an:

cient Friendship, fo nothing is fo A

scandalous as an old Passion. Undeceive yourself, Madam, of the false Merit of being faithful, and take it

for a certain Truth, chat Constancy is the only thing in the World that can bring the Reputation of your Beauty in Question. Who knows whether you - resolv'd to love but one Person; or whether it was your Happiness to find bur one single Lover. Malicious: People will be apt to fancy the latter.

You vainly imagine that you practife a Vertue, while, alas ! you make us suspect you have Defects we don't perceive. · In the mean Time, consider how many Inquietudes accompany this pretended Vertue, and what a vast Difference there is between

the

the Disgusts that an old Engagement gives us, and the pleasant Conflicts of a growing Pasion.

In a new Amour we pass every Hour of the Day with new Satisfaction. 'Tis an unexpressible Pleasure to find that our Love grows upon us every Minute; but in a Pallion of an old standing, our Time is spent very uneasily, in still loving less, or not loving at all.

We may live well enough with Persons that are indifferent to us : either common Civility, good Manners, or the Consideration that they may some times be serviceable to us, may reconcile iis to it: But how miserably do we pass our Lives with them. whom we love, when we find that we are not bee lov'd again?

I have only four Words more to say to you, and I will be so free with you as to desire you to make some Reflection upon them. If you continue still to place your Affection upon that which ought to displease you, 'tis a Sign you have none of the best Taftes; and if you have not Resolation enough to quit that which makes you uneasy, 'tis a downright Weakness ; you ought to put it into your Litany, and pray to be deliver'd from it.

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Out of the Reflections of Monheur

Villiers. To his much esteem’d Friend,
Monsieur

Shewing the Diff ference between a young Lady and an old Hypocrite.

Remember that the last Time I had the Honour of I

your Conversation, we happen'd to talk of several Persons that made a great Oftentation of their Piery, and pass’d for Saints in the Places where they liv'd, who, as we had just Occasion to suspect,

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by their over-acting the Farce, were downright Cheats, if truly examin'd. I was going to confirm this with a story that fately fell within my own Obfervation ; but happen'd to be interrupted by the coming in of fresh Company, which put a Stop to the Discourse. However, as it is worth your knowing, I have given my self the Trouble to send youa full Account of it in this Letter.

About a Month ago I had Occasion to travel into: the Country with two Ladies, one of them a young Marchioness, descended of one of the noblest Families iu the Kingdom ; the other a Lawyer's Widow, about fifty Years old, who took the fame Title upon her, tho’ the Meanness of her Extraction, and her Husband's Employment, that was none of the most honourable, might have secur'd her, one would have thought, from so ridiculous a Temptation. But being left very rich, her own Vanity, and the Complaifance of her Friends, had made her a Marchioness, and this was the Title she receiv'd or all Occasions, and at last challeng'd as her Due.

I had but little Acquaintance with either of them; but I was engag'd in this Journey-by. a Friendz, rv hose Commands i could not well disobey, and who knew both these Ladies perfectly well..

We were going to the Government of the young Marchionefs's Husband, where she was expected, and Preparations were made on the Road for her Recepcion, the old Marchioness travelling only as her Companion; however, she had her Share ofalt the Hoirours and Civilities that were paid to the other. At the first City where we arriv'd, as soon as we had alighted out of the Coach, the young Marchioness was invited to a very pleasant Walk without the Town ; and it being Summer-time, me embrac'd the Morion : But the old Lady taking an Air of Authority upon her, said it would be much better to go to Church, and hear a good Sermon there. The young Marchioriess cold her, she might go thicher if the pleas'd, while the took a Walk. This Answer cruelly nettled che Widow į but she dissembled

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