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likewise a privy-counsellor who was always at his elbow, and whispering something or other in his ear: the name of this privy.counsellor was Poverty. As Avarice condueted himfelf by the counsels of Poverty, his antagonist was entirely guided by the di&tates and advice of Plenty, who was his first counsellor and minister of ftate, that concerted all his measures for him, and never departed out of his fight. While these two great rivals were thus contending for empire, their conquests were very various. Luxury got possession of one heart, and Avarice of another. The father of a family would often range himself under the banners of Avarice, and the fon under those of Luxury. The wife and husband would often declare themselves on the two different parties; nay, the fame person would very often side with one in his youth, and revolt to the other in his old age. Indeed the wise men of the world stood neuter ; but, alas! their numbers were not considerable. At length, when these two potentates had wearied themselves with waging war upon one another, they agreed upon an interview, at which neithor of their counsellors was to be present. It is faid that Luxury began the parley; and, after having represented the endless state of war in which they were engaged, told his enemy, with a frankness of heart which is natural to him, that he believed they two should be very good friends, were it not for the inftigations of Poverty, that pernicious counsellor, who made an ill use of his ear, and filled him with groundless apprehensions and prejudices. To this Avarice replied, -that he looked upon Plenty (the first ininister of his antagonist) to be a much more dettructive countellor than Poverty; for that he was perpetually fuggefting pleasures, banishing all the necessary cautions againit want, and, confequently, undermining those principles on which the government of Avarice was founded. At lait, in order to an accommodation, they agreed upon this preliminary; that each of thern skould immediately dismiss his privy.counsellor. When things were thus far adjusted towards a peace, all other differences were foon accommodated; infomuch, that for the future they resolved to live as good friends and confederates, and to share between them whatever conquests were made on
either side. For this reason, we now find Luxury and Avarice taking poffeffion of the fame heart, and dividing the same person between them. To which I shall only add, that tince the discarding of the counsellors above mentioned, Avarice supplies Luxury in the room of Plenty, as Luxury prompts Avarice in the place of Poverty.
XIX. Hercules's Choice WHEN Hercules was in that part of his youth in
which it was natural for him to consider what course of life he ought to pursue, he one day retired into a desert, where the silence and solitude of the place very much favoured his meditations. As he was mufing on his present condition, and very much perplexed in himself on the state of life he should choose, he saw two women of a larger stature than ordinary approaching towards him. One of them had a very noble air and graceful deportment; her beauty was natural and easy, her person clean and untpotted, her eyes cast towards the ground with an agreeable reserve, her motion and behaviour full of modesty, and her raiment as white as snow. The other had a great deal of health and flo. ridness in her countenance, which she had helped with an artificial white and red; and the endeavoured to appear more graceful than ordinary in her mien, by a mixture of affectation in all her gestures. She had a wonderful confidence and assurance in her looks, and all the va. riety of colours in her dress that she thought were the molt proper to thew her complexion to advantage. She cast her eyes upon herself, then turned them on those that were present, to see how they liked her ; and often looked on the figure the made in her own shadow. Upon her nearer approach to Hercules, she stepped before the other lady, who came forward with a regular composed carriage ; and, running up to him, accosted him after the following manner :
“ My dear Hercules," says she, “ I find you are very much divided in your thoughts upon
of life that you ought to choose : be my friend, and follow mę ; I will lead you into the possession of pleasure, and out of the reach of pain, and remove you from all
the noise and disquietude of business. The affairs of
Hercules, hearing the lady talk after this manner, defired to know her name ; to which she answered, “ My friends, and those who are well acquainted with me, call me Happiness ; . but my enemies, and those who would injure my reputation, have given me the name of Pleasure..
By this time the other lady was come up, who ad. dressed herself to the
young hero in a very different “Hercules,” says she, “ I offer myself to you, becáufe I know you are descended from the gods, and give proofs of that descent by your love to virtire, and application to the studies proper for your age. This makes me hope you will gain, both for yourself and me, an immortal reputation. But, before I invite you into my fociety and friendship, I will be open and sincere with you, and must lay down this as an established truth, that there is nothing truly valuable which can be purchased without pains and labour. The gods have sét a price upon every real and noble pleasure. If you would gain the favour of the Deity, you must be at the pains of worshipping him ; if the friendship of good men, you must study to oblige them; if you would be honoured by your country; you must take care to serve it. In short, if you would be eminent in war or peace, you must become master of all the qualifications that can make you fo. These are the only terms and condi} tions upon which I can propose happiness.” The goddess of Pleasure here broke in upon her discourse : " You see,” said she, “ Hercules, by her own confeffron, the way to her pleafures is long and difficult; whereas that which I propose is short and easy.”. las !" said the other lady, whose visage glowed with
passion, made up of scorn and pity, “what are the pleasures you propose ?” To eat before you are hungry, drink before you are athirst, sleep before you are tired ; to gratify appetites before they are raised, and raise such appetites as, nature never planted. You never heard the most delicious music, which is the praife of one's self; nor saw the most beautiful object, which is the work of one's own hands. Your votaries pass away their youth in a dream of niftaken pleasures, while they are hoarding up anguish, torment, and remorse, for old age.
'“ As for me, I am the friend of gods and of good men, an agreeable companion to the artizan, an household guardian to the fathers of families, a patron and protector of servants, an associate in all true and gene: rous friendships. The banquets of my votaries are never costly, but always delicious; for none eat and drink at them who are not invited by hunger and thirst. Their flumbers are found, and their wakings cheerful. My young men have the pleasure of hearing themselves praised by those who are in years; and those who are: in years, of being honoured by those who are young:In a word, my followers are favoured by the gods, be: loved by their acquaintance, esteemed by their country, and, after the close of their labours, honoured by posterity.”
We know, by the life of this memorable hero, to which of these two ladies he gave up his heart ; and I believe every one who reads this, will do him the jus: flice to approve his choice.
XX. Will Honeycomb's Spectator. My friend Wall Honeycomb has told me, for above this half
years that he had a great mind to try his hand at a Spectator, and that he would fain have one of his writing in my works. This morning I received from him the following letter; which, after having rece tified some little orthographical mistakes, I shall make a. present of to the public.
~ Dear Spec, I was about two nights ago in com: pany with very agreeable young people of both sexes,
where, talking of some of your papers which are writ. ten on conjugal love, there arose a dispute among us, whether there were not more bad husbands in the world than bad wives. A gentleman, who was advocate for the ladies, took this occasion to tell us the story of a famous fiege in Germany; which I have since found related in my historical dictionary after the following
When the Emperor Conrade III, had belieged Guelphus, Duke of Bavaria, in the city of Hensberg, the women, finding that the town could not poffibly hold out long, petitioned the Emperor that they might depart out of it with so much as each of them could carry. The Emperor, knowing they could not convey away many of their effects, granted them their petition ;. when the women, to his great surprise, came out of the place with every one her husband upon her back. . The Emperor was so moved at the fight, that he burst into tears; and after having very much extolled the women for their conjugal affection, gave the men to their wives, and received the Duke into his fa
“ The ladies did not a little triumph at this story; asking us at the same time, whether in our consciences we believed that the men in any town of Great Britain would, upon the same offer, and at the same conjuncture, have loaded themselves with their wives ? or rather, whether they would not have been glad of such an opportunity to get rid of them! To this my very good friend Tom Dapperwit, who took upon him to be the mouth of our fex, replied, that they would be very much to blame if they would not do the same good office for the women, considering that their strength would be greater and their burdens lighter. As we were amusing ourselves with discourses of this nature, in order to pass away the evening, which now begins to grow tedious, we fell into that laudable and primitive diversion of questions and commands. I was no sooner vested with the regal authority, but I enjoined all the ladies, under pain of my displeasure, to tell the company ingenuousły, in case they had been in the fiege abovementioned, and had the fame offers made them as the