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which he was relieved by the company ; and the good husband's air, bistory, and jollity upon his enlargement, gave occasion to very much 'mirth; especially when Will, finding he had friends to stand by him, proclaimed himself a cuckold, by way of insult over the family of the Bonifaces. Here is a man of tranquillity without reading Seneca! What work had such an incident made among persons of distinction! The brothers and kindred of each side must have been drawn out, and hereditary hatred entailed on the families as long as their very names remained in the world. Who would believe that Herod, Othello, and Will Rosin, were of the same species?

There are quite different sentiments which reign in the parlour and the kitchen; and it is by the point of honour, when justly regulated, and invioJably observed, that some men are superior to others, as much as mankiud in general are to brutes. This puts me in mind of a passage in the admirable poem called “ The Dispensary," where the nature of true honour is artfully described in an ironical dispraise

of it:

" But ere we once engage in honour's cause,
First know what honour is, and whence it was.
Scom'd by the base, 'tis courted by the brave,
The hero's tyrant, and the coward's slave.
Born in the noisy camp, it lives on air ;
And both exists by hope, and by despair.
Angry whene'er a moment's ease we gain,
And reconcil'd at our returns of pain.
It lives when in death's arms the hero lies,
But when his safety he consults, it dies.
Bigoted to this idol, we disclaim
Rest, health, and ease, for nothing but a name.”

A very odd fellow visited me to-day at my lodgings, and desired encouragement and recom

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mendation from me for a new invention of knockers to doors, which he told me he had made, and professed to teach rustic servants the use of them. I desired him to show me an experiment of this invention; upon which he fixed one of his knockers to my parlour-door. He then gave me a complete set of knocks, from the solitary rap of the dun and beggar, to the thunderings of the saucy footman of quality, with several flourishes and rattlings never yet performed. He likewise played over some prie vate notes, distinguishing the familiar friend or relation from the most modish visitor; and directing when the reserve candles are to be lighted. He has several other curiosities in his art. He waits only to receive my approbation of the main design. He is now ready to practise to such as shall appły them selves to him; but I have put off his public licence until next court-day.

N. B. He teaches under ground.

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N. 106. TUESDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1709.

-Invenies dissecti membra poetæ.

HOR. 1. Sat. IV. 64.

You will find the limbs of a dismember'd poet.

Will's Coffee-house, December 12. I was this evening sitting at the side-table, and reading one of my own papers with great satis. faction, not knowing that I was observed by any in

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the room. I had not long enjoyed this secret plea-
sune of an author, when a gentleman, some of whose
works I have been highly entertained with, ac-
costed me after the following manner. " Mr. Bick-
erstaff,

you
know I have for some years

devoted

mye self wholly to the Muses, and, perhaps, you will be surprised when I tell you I am resolved to take up, and apply myself to business. I shall, therefore, beg you will stand my friend, and recommend a customer to me for several goods that I have now upon my hands.”- desired him to let me have a particular*, and I would do my utmost to serve him. I have, first of all,” says he, “the

progress of an amour digested into sonnets, bee ginding with a poem to the unknown fair, and end

ing with an epithalamium. I have celebrated in it
her cruelty, her pity, her face, her shape, her wit,
her good humour, her dancing, ber singing"I
could not forbear interrupting him; " This is a
most accomplished lady,” said I; “ but has she
really, with all these perfections, a fine voice?”-
e Pugh,” says he, s you do not believe there is
such a person in nature. This was only my em-
ployment in solitude last summer, when I had nei-
iber friends nor books to divert me.”.

I was going," said I, “to ask her name, but I find it is only au imaginary mistress.”_" That's true," replied my friend,“ but her name is Flavia. I have,” continued he, “in the second place, a collection of lampoons, calculated either for the Bath, Tunbridge, or any place where they drink waters, with blank spaces, for the names of such person or persons as may be inserted in them on occasion. Thus much I have told only of what I have by me, proceeding from love and malice. I have also at this time the

* The technical phrase of an auctioneer,

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sketch of an heroic poem upon the next peace: several, indeed, of the verses are either too long or too short, it being a rough draught of my thoughts upon that subject." I thereupon told him, “That, as it was, it might probably pass for a very good Pindaric, and I believed I knew one who would be willing to deal with him for it

upon
that foot."

- I must tell you also,” said he, “ I have made a dedication to it, which is about four sides close written, that may serve any one that is tall, and understands Latin. I have further, about fifty similies, that were never yet applied, besides three-and-twenty descriptions of the sun rising, that might be of great use to an epic poet. These are my more bulky commodities : besides which, I have several small wares that I would part with at easy rates; as, observations upon life, and moral sentences, reduced into several couplets, very proper to close up acts of plays, and may be easily introduced by two or three lines of prose, either in tragedy or comedy. If I could find a purchaser curious in Latin poetry, I could accommodate him with two dozen of epigrams, which, by reason of a few false quantities, should come for little, or nothing."

I heard the gentleman with much attention, and asked him, “Whether he would break bulk, and sell his goods by retail, or designed they should all go in a lump?"

He told me,

" That he should be very loth to part them, unless it was to oblige a man of quality, or any person for whom I had a particular friendship." -"My reason for asking,” said I, " is, only because I know a young gentleman who intends to appear next spring in a new jingling chariot, with the figures of the nine Muses on each side of it; and, I believe, would be glad to come into the world in verse. We could not go on in our treaty, by reason of two or three critics that

joined us. They had been talking, it seems, of the two letters which were found in the coffin,

and mentioned in one of my late Lucubrations, and came with a request to me, that I would communicate any others of them that were legible. One of the gentlemen was pleased to say, that it was a very proper instance of a widow's constancy, and said, “ He wished I had subjoined, as a foil to it, the following passage in Hamlet.” The young prince was not yet acquainted with all the guilt of his mother, but turns his thoughts on her sudden forgetfulness of his father, and the indecency of her hasty marriage.

That it should come to this!
But two months dead! nay, liot so much, not two!
So excellent a King! that was, to this,
Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother,
That he might not let e'en the winds of Heaven
Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!
Must I remember? Why she would hang on lior,
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on: and yet, within a month!
Let me not think on't-Frailty, thy name is Woman!
A little month! or ere those shoes were old,
With which she follow'd my poor father's body,
Like Niobe, all tears! why she, even she,
O Heaven ! a brute, that wants discourse of reason,
Would have mouru'd longer---married with mine uncle:
My father's brother! but no more like my father,
Than I to Hercules. Within a month!
Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
Had left the Aushing in her gauled eyes,
She married most wicked speed, to post
With such dexterity to incestuous sheets !
It is not, nor it cannot come to, good.
But, break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue !

The several emotions of mind, and breaks of passion, in this speech, are admirable.". He has Touched every circumstance that aggravated the fact,

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