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<p>CCXI. SOCIABLE LETTERS, WRITTEN BY THE Thrice Noble, Illustrious, and Excellent PRINCESS, THE LADY MARCHIONESS OF NEWCASTLE.</p>
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<hi>LONDON</hi> Printed by WILLIAM WILSON, <hi>Anno Dom.</hi> M. DC. LXIV.</p>
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<head>TO THE LADY MARCHIONESS OF NEWCASTLE, On her Book of EPISTLES.</head>
<l>VVHen all Epistlers you have read, and seek,</l>
<l>Who writ in <hi>Latin, English, French,</hi> or <hi>Greek,</hi>
</l>
<l>Such Woful things, as they are only fit</l>
<l>To stop Mustard-pots, to this Ladie's Wit,</l>
<l>Nay, were they all Alive, I Swear, I think</l>
<l>They'd Burn their Books, and Throw away their Ink,</l>
<l>Make Pick-Tooths of their Pens, and for their Paper,</l>
<l>Only to light Tobacco, and each Taper;</l>
<l>Y'have Spoil'd Commerce, Intelligencers, Trade,</l>
<l>None now dares write a Letter, so Afraid</l>
<l>To be thought Fools, and is the Carriers Curse,</l>
<l>To find his Empty Budget, and Lank Purse,</l>
<l>
<pb facs="tcp:100053:3"/>Nay the Post-house's Ruin'd, and will Complain,</l>
<l>From their Vast Gettings now they have no Gain;</l>
<l>All now by Word of Mouth, and what is spoken,</l>
<l>Or Gilded Nutmegs, or each Tavern-token,</l>
<l>Nick'd Sticks for Merchants, Why would you Undo</l>
<l>Your self at once thus, and the whole World too?</l>
<l>
<hi>After my Hearty Commendations,</hi> This,</l>
<l>The Style of States-men still Applauded is;</l>
<l>Your Flames of Wit, this Age may think a Sin,</l>
<l>A Proclamation then may call it in.</l>
<signed>VV. NEVVCASTLE.</signed>
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<head>TO HIS EXCELLENCY THE LORD MARQUESS OF NEWCASTLE.</head>
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<salute>MY LORD,</salute>
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<p>IT may be said to me, as one said to a Lady, <hi>VVork Lady, VVork, let wri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting Books alone, For surely VViser Women ne'r writ one</hi>; But your Lordship never bid me to Work, nor leave Writing, except when you would perswade me to spare so much time from my Study as to take the Air for my Health; the truth is, My Lord, I cannot Work, I mean such Works as Ladies use to pass their Time withall, and if I could, the Materials of such Works would cost more than the Work would be worth, besides all the Time and Pains bestow'd upon it. You may ask me, what Works I mean; I answer, Needle-works, Spinning-works, Preserving-works, as also Baking, and Cooking-works, as making Cakes, Pyes, Puddings, and the like, all which I am Ignorant of; and as I am Ignorant in these Imployments, so I am Ignorant in Gaming, Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing, and Revelling; But yet, I must ask you leave
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to say, that I am not a Dunce in all Imploy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, for I Understand the Keeping of Sheep, and Ordering of a Grange, indifferently well, although I do not Busie my self much with it, by reason my Scribling takes away the most part of my Time. Perchance some may say, that if my Understanding be most of Sheep, and a Grange, it is a Beastly Understanding; My an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swer is, I wish Men were as Harmless as most Beasts are, then surely the World would be more Quiet and Happy than it is, for then there would not be such Pride, Vanity, Ambition, Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vetousness, Faction, Treachery, and Treason, as is now; Indeed one might very well say in his Prayers to God, O Lord God, I beseech thee of thy Infinite Mercy, make Man so, and order his Mind, Thoughts, Passions, and Appetites, like Beasts, that they may be Temperate, Sociable, La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>borious, Patient, Prudent, Provident, Brotherly-loving, and Neighbourly-kind, all which Beasts are, but most Men not. But leaving most Men to Beasts, I return to your Lordship, who is one of the Best of men, whom God hath fill'd with He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roick Fortitude, Noble Generosity, Poetical Wit, Moral Honesty, Natural Love, Neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bourly-kindness, Great Patience, Loyal Duty, and Celestial Piety, and I pray God as Zealously and Earnestly to Bless you with Perfect Health and Long Life, as becomes</p>
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<signed>Your Lordships Honest Wife and Humble Servant
<hi>M. Newcastle.</hi>
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<head>TO ALL PROFESSORS OF Learning and Art.</head>
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<salute>Most Famously Learned,</salute>
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<p>I Wish I could Write so Wisely, Witti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, Eloquently, and Methodically, as might be VVorthy of your Perusal; but if any of your Noble Profession should Humble themselves so Low as to Read my VVorks, or part of them, I pray Consider my Sex and Breeding, and they will fully Excuse those Faults which must Unavoidably be found in my VVorks. But although I have no Learning, yet give me leave to Admire it, and to wish I were one of your Society, for certainly, were I Emperess of the VVorld, I would Advance those that have most Learning and VVit, by which I believe the Earth would rather be an Heaven, since both Men and Government would be as Celestial, for I am Confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent that VVisdom, and for the most part Virtue, is Inherent in those that are Masters of Learning, and Indued with VVit; And to this sort of Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons I do Offer my VVorks, although to be Condem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned on the Altar of their Censure, and rest Satisfi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with the Honour that they thought them Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy to be Iudged. Thus, whether my VVorks Live or Dye, I am Devoted to be</p>
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<signed>Your Servant
<hi>M. N.</hi>
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<head>THE PREFACE.</head>
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<salute>Noble Readers,</salute>
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<p>I Hope you will not make the Mistake of a Word a Crime in my Wit, as some former Readers have done, for in my <hi>Poems</hi> they found Fault that the Number was not Just, nor every Line Matched with a Perfect Rime; But I can answer for that Book, that there be but some such Er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rors in it, and those as it were by Chance; be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides, in some Languages, as <hi>Latin</hi> and <hi>Greek,</hi> which are accounted the Chief, they regard not Rimes in their Poems, but only an Exact number of Feet and Measures; however Rimes and Numbers are only as the Garments, and not as the Body of VVit; but I have been more Exact in my other Book call'd <hi>Natural Descri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptions,</hi> wherein most Verses are Just both for Number and Rimes. As for my VVork, <hi>The VVorld's Olio,</hi> they may say some VVords are not Exactly Placed, which I confess to be very likely, and not only in that, but in all the rest of my VVorks there may be such Errors, for I was not Bred in an University, or a Free-School, to Learn the Art of VVords; neither do I take it for a Disparagement of my VVorks, to have
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the Forms, Terms, VVords, Numbers, or Rymes found Fault with, so they do not find Fault with the Variety of the Subjects, or the Sense and Reason, VVit, and Fancy, for I leave the Formal, or VVorditive part to Fools, and the Material or Sensitive part to VVise men. Concerning my <hi>Philosophical Opinions,</hi> some did say, they were too Obscure, and not Plain Enough for their Understanding; I must confess, I writ that Book at first at the same time when I wrote my Poems, but to my Reason it was as Plain as I could write it, and if some Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders could not Understand it, I am not Nature to give them VVit and Understanding; yet have I since not only Over-viewed, and Reformed that Book, but made a great Addition to it, so that I believe, I have now so clearly Declared my Sense and Meaning therein, that those which Understand it not must not only be Irra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tional, but Insensible Creatures. As for my Book of <hi>Playes,</hi> some find Fault they are not made up Exactly, nor the Scenes placed Justly, as also I have not in some Playes caused all the Actors to be of an Acquaintance, but this same Fault they find, I have Express'd in one of the Epistles be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore that Book, which they fling back upon my Work. As for my <hi>Orations,</hi> I have heard, that some do Censure me for speaking too Freely, and Patronizing Vice too much, but I would have them not to be too Rash in Judging, but to Consider, first, whether there be a sufficient Reason that may move them to give such a Cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure, for truly I am as much an Enemy to Vice,
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as I am a Friend to Virtue, &amp; do Persecute Vice with as perfect an Hatred, as I do Pursue Virtue, with an Intire, and Pure Love, which is Suffici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ently Known to those that Know me; and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, it is not out of Love to Vice that I Plead for it, but only to Exercise my Fancy, for surely the Wisest, and Eloquentest Orators, have not been Ashamed to Defend Vices upon such Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counts, and why may not I do the like? for my Orations for the most part are Declamations, wherein I speak <hi>Pro</hi> and <hi>Con,</hi> and Determine nothing; and as for that Part which contains se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral Pleadings, it is Fit and Lawful that both Parties should bring in their Arguments as well as they can, to make their Cases Good; but I matter not their Censure, for it would be an Endless Trouble to me, to Answer every ones Foolish Exception; an Horse of a Noble Spirit Slights the Bawling of a Petty Cur, and so do I. As for the Present Book of Letters, I know not as yet what Aspersion they will lay upon it, but I fear they'l say, they are not written in a Mode<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>style, that is, in a Complementing, and Roman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cical way, with High Words, and Mystical Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pressions, as most of our Modern Letter-writers use to do; But, <hi>Noble Readers,</hi> I do not intend to Present you here with Long Complements in Short Letters, but with Short Descriptions in Long Letters; the truth is, they are rather Scenes than Letters, for I have Endeavoured un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the Cover of Letters to Express the Humors of Mankind, and the Actions of Man's Life by the Correspondence of two Ladies, living at
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some Short Distance from each other, which make it not only their Chief Delight and Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stime, but their Tye in Friendship, to Discourse by Letters, as they would do if they were Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sonally together, so that these Letters are an I<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitation of a Personal Visitation and Conversa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, which I think is Better (I am sure more Profitable) than those Conversations that are an Imitation of Romancical Letters, which are but Empty Words, and Vain Complements. But the Reason why I have set them forth in the Form of Letters, and not of Playes, is, first, that I have put forth Twenty Playes already, which number I thought to be Sufficient, next, I saw that Variety of Forms did Please the Readers best, and that lastly they would be more taken with the Brevity of Letters, than the Formali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of Scenes, and whole Playes, whose Parts and Plots cannot be Understood till the whole Play be Read over, whereas a Short Letter will give a Full Satisfaction of what they Read. And thus I thought this to be the Best Way or Form to put this Work into, which if you Approve of, I have my Reward.</p>
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<head>UPON HER EXCELLENCY THE AUTHORESS.</head>
<l>THis Lady only to her self she VVrites,</l>
<l>And all her Letters to her self Indites;</l>
<l>For in her self so many Creatures be,</l>
<l>Like many Commonwealths, yet all Agree.</l>
<l>Man's Head's a VVorld, where Thoughts are Born and Bred,</l>
<l>And Reason's Emperour in every Head;</l>
<l>But in all Heads doth not a <hi>Caesar</hi> Reign,</l>
<l>A VVise <hi>Augustus</hi> hath not every Brain,</l>
<l>And Reason in some Brains from Rule's put out</l>
<l>By Mad, Rebellious Thoughts, and Factious Rout;</l>
<l>And Great Disorder in such Brains will be,</l>
<l>Not any Thought with Reason will Agree;</l>
<l>But in her Brain doth Reason Govern well,</l>
<l>Not any Thought 'gainst Reason doth Rebell,</l>
<l>But doth Obey what Reason doth Command,</l>
<l>When 'tis his Will, doth Travel Sea and Land,</l>
<l>As some do Travel out to Kingdomes far,</l>
<l>And Guided are by Observation's Star,</l>
<l>They bring Intelligence from every State,</l>
<l>Their Peace, their Wars, their Factions, and their Hate,</l>
<l>And into every City Travel free,</l>
<l>Relate their Customs, Trafficks, Policy,</l>
<l>Observe each Magistrate, their Formal Face,</l>
<l>And what Authority they bear, or Place,</l>
<l>Whether they Covetously do Extort,</l>
<l>Or are Ambitious, giving Bribes at Court,</l>
<l>
<pb facs="tcp:100053:8"/>To Raise to Places, or to Hide their Crime,</l>
<l>For thus Men do to Wealth and Office Clime;</l>
<l>And some into the Churches go to see</l>
<l>Who Kneels in Pray'r, or comes for Company,</l>
<l>Who Courts his Mistress as his only Saint,</l>
<l>Implores her Favour, and makes his Complaint</l>
<l>Be Known, Or who doth turn her eyes about,</l>
<l>To shew her Face, or seek a Lover out;</l>
<l>And some to Balls, and Masks, and Playes do go,</l>
<l>And some do Crowd to see a Pagan Shew,</l>
<l>And some within Kings Courts do get a Place,</l>
<l>Observe the Grandeur, and the Courtly Grace,</l>
<l>The Ceremony and Splendor of a Court,</l>
<l>Their Playes, Balls, Masks, and every several Sport,</l>
<l>And all their Amorous Courtships which they make,</l>
<l>And how the Ladies do each Courtship take,</l>
<l>The Antick Postures of the Younger Race,</l>
<l>Their Mimick Gestures, and Affected Pace,</l>
<l>Their Amorous Smiles, and Glancing Wanton Eyes,</l>
<l>All which do Noble Souls Hate and Despise;</l>
<l>And some amongst the Privy-Counsel get,</l>
<l>Where round a Table Prince and Nobles sit,</l>
<l>Hear what they say, Observe their Cross Debates,</l>
<l>And mark which speaks through Faction, or which Hates</l>
<l>Some Lord that is in Favour more than he,</l>
<l>For in States Matters seldom they Agree.</l>
<l>And thus Her Thoughts, the Creatures of her Mind,</l>
<l>Do Travel through the World amongst Mankind,</l>
<l>And then Return, and to the Mind do bring</l>
<l>All the Relations of each several thing;</l>
<l>And Observation Guides them back again</l>
<l>To Reason, their Great King, that's in the Brain:</l>
<l>Then Contemplation calls the Senses straight,</l>
<l>Which Ready are, and Diligently Wait,</l>
<l>Commanding Two these Letters for to Write,</l>
<l>Touch in the Hand, as also the Eye-sight,</l>
<l>These Two the Soul's Clerks are, which do Inscribe,</l>
<l>And Write all Truly down, having no Bribe.</l>
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<head>TO THE CENSORIOUS READER.</head>
<l>REader, you'l think, perchance, my Wit in Fault,</l>
<l>Like Meat that's too much Brin'd, and Over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>salt,</l>
<l>But better Poets far than I have been,</l>
<l>Have written Sharper, and with Greater Splene,</l>
<l>Yet they have much been Prais'd for writing so,</l>
<l>And on Advancing Stigues of Fame do go;</l>
<l>But my Poor VVritings they no Malice know,</l>
<l>Nor on a Crabbed Nature did they Grow;</l>
<l>I to Particulars give no Abuse,</l>
<l>My Wit Indites for Profitable Use,</l>
<l>That Men may see their Follies, and their Crimes,</l>
<l>Their Errours, Vanities, and Idle Times,</l>
<l>Not that I think they do not Know them well,</l>
<l>But lest they should Forget, Im' Bold to tell,</l>
<l>For to Remember them, like those that Ride,</l>
<l>Not thinking, on their VVay, may chance to Slide,</l>
<l>Or Fall into a Ditch, so I for Fear</l>
<l>Bid them take Heed, Beware, and have a Care,</l>
<l>
<pb facs="tcp:100053:9"/>For there are Stumps of Trees, or a Deep Pit,</l>
<l>Or Dangerous Passages where Thieves do sit</l>
<l>And VVait, or Ravenous Beasts do lye for Prey,</l>
<l>Or such a Lane where's Foul and Dirty VVay,</l>
<l>And so of VVaters, and each Dangerous place:</l>
<l>But I write not to any mans Disgrace;</l>
<l>Then Censure not my Satyr-wit for Crime,</l>
<l>Nor putting this Epistle into Rime.</l>
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<head>SOCIABLE LETTERS.</head>
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<head>I.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleas'd to desire, that, since we cannot converse Personally, we should converse by Letters, so as if we were speaking to each other, discoursing our Opinions, discover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing our Designs, asking and giving each other Advice, also telling the several Accidents, and several Imployments of our home-affairs, and what visits we receive, or entertainments we make, and whom we visit, and how we are entertaind, what discourses we have in our gossiping-meetings, and what reports we hear of publick affairs, and of particular Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons, and the like; so that our Letters may present our personal meetings and asso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciatings. Truly, Madam, I take so much de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light in your wise, witty, and virtuous Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versation, as I could not pass my life more plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing
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and delightfully; wherefore I am never better pleased, than when I am reading your Letters, and when I am writing Letters to you; for my mind and thoughts are all that while in your Company: the truth is, my mind and thoughts live alwayes with you, although my person is at distance from you; insomuch, as, if Souls die not as Bodies do, my Soul will attend you when my Body lies in the grave; and when we are both dead, we may hope to have a Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versation of Souls, where yours and mine will be doubly united, first in Life, and then in Death, in which I shall eternally be,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and humble Servant.</signed>
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<head>II.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>THe Lady <hi>C. E.</hi> ought not to be reproved for grieving for the loss of her Beauty, for Beauty is the Light of our Sex, which is Eclips'd in Middle age, and Benighted in Old age, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in our Sex sits in Melancholy Darkness, and the remembrance of Beauty past, is as a displeasing Dream. The truth is, a young beautiful face is a Friend, when as an old withered face is an Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, the one causes Love, the other Aversion: yet I am not of Mrs. <hi>U. R.</hi>'s. humour, which had
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rather dye before her Beauty, than that her Beauty should die before her: for I had rather live with wrinkles, than die with youth; and had rather my face cloth'd with Time's sad mourning, than with Death's white hue; and surely it were better to follow the shadow of Beauty, than that Beauty should go with the Corps to the Grave; and I believe that Mrs. <hi>V. R.</hi> would do, as the tale is of a woman, that did wish, and pray she might die before her Husband, but when Death came, she intreated him to spare her, and take her Husband; so that she would rather live without him, than die for him. But leaving this sad discourse of Age, Wrinkles, Ruin and Death, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend, and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="3" type="letter">
<head>III.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not wonder, there are great factions be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween the three families <hi>C. Y. O.</hi> by reason they have no business, or imployment to busie their heads about, and their servants &amp; followers have as little to do, which makes them censure, backbite, and envy each other; for Idleness and Poverty are the creators of Faction, and Pride
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and Ambition the disturbers of Peace. Where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore Idleness should be banish'd out of every fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mily, which will also be a means to be rid of Poverty, for Industry is the way to thrive: Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides, when men have something to do, they will have the less time to talk; for many words from discontented persons increase hate, and make dissentions: the truth is, words for the most part make more discord than union, and more enemies than friends; wherefore Silence is more commendable than much Speaking, for the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty of the tongue doth rather express men's follies, than make known their wit; neither do many words argue much Judgement; but as the old Saying is, The greatest talkers are the least actors, they being more apt to speak spitefully, than to act mischievously; another Saying is, That musing men rather study to do evil, than contemplate on good; But I am not of that opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion, for if men would think more, and speak less, the world of mankind would be more ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest and wiser than they are, for Thoughts beget Consideration, Consideration begets Judge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, Judgement begets Discretion, Discretion begets Temperance, and Temperance begets Peace in the Mind, and Health in the Body, for when men want Temperance, they are subject to Insatiable Appetites, unruly Passions, and wan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dring Desires, which causes Covetousness and Ambition, and these cause Envy and Hate, which makes Faction and Strife, which
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Strife I leave to Busie Natures, Restless Minds, Vain Humours, and Idle Fools, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
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<head>IV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>THe other day was here the Lady <hi>I. O.</hi> to see me, and her three Daughters, which are call'd the three Graces, the one is Black, the other Brown, the third White, all three diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent coloured beauties; also they are of diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent features, statures and shapes, yet all three so equally handsom, that neither Judgment nor Reason can prefer one before another: Also their behaviours are different; the one is Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jestical, the other Gay and Aery, the third Meek and Bashful; yet all three graceful, sweet and becoming: Also their Wits are dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent; the one Propounds well, the other Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gues well, the third Resolves well; all which make a harmony in discourse. These three Ladies are resolv'd never to marry, which makes many sad Lovers; but whilst they were here, in comes the Lord <hi>S. C.</hi> and discoursing with them, at last he asks them, whether they were seriously resolv'd never to marry? they an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swered, they were resolv'd never to marry:
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But, Ladies, said he, Consider, Time wears out Youth, and fades Beauty, and then you will not be the three young fair Graces; You say true, my Lord, answer'd one of them, but when we leave to be the young fair Graces, we shall then be the old wise Sibyls. By this answer you may perceive, that when our Sex cannot pretend to be Fair, they will pretend to be Wise; but it matters not what we pretend to, if we be real<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Virtuous, which I wish all our Sex may be, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="5" type="letter">
<head>V.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN my opinion the marriage between Sir <hi>A. G.</hi> and Mrs. <hi>I. S.</hi> is no wayes agreeable, wherefore not probable to be bless'd with a hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>py union, though she is likelyer to be the hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pier of the two; for 'tis better to have an old doting fool, than a wanton young filly; but he will be very unhappy through Jealousie, what with his Dotage, and her Freedom, which will be like fire and oyl, to set his mind on a flame, and burn out the lamp of his life: Truly, I did wonder, when I heard they were married, know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her nature and his humour, for she loves young masculine Company, and he loves onely
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young female Companion; so that he cannot enjoy her to himself, unless she barr her self from all other men for his sake, which I believe she will not do, for she will not bury her Beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, nor put her Wit to silence for the sake of her Husband; for, if I be not mistaken, she will love a young Servant better than an old Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; nay, if her Husband were young, she would prefer variety of Servants, before a single Husband, insomuch, that if she had been made, when there was but One man, as <hi>Adam,</hi> she would have done like her Grand mother <hi>Eve,</hi> as to have been courted by the Devil, and would betray her Husband for the Devil's sake, rather than want a Lover. But leaving the discourse of Jealousie, Age, Courtship, and Devils, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Fr. &amp; S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="6" type="letter">
<head>VI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you sent me word, that Sir <hi>F. O.</hi> was retir'd to write his own Life, for he saies, he knows no reason, but he may write his own life as well as <hi>Guzman</hi>; and since you desire my opinion of his intended work, I can onely say, that his Life for any thing I know to the contrary, hath been as evil as <hi>Guzman's,</hi> but whether his Wit be as good as <hi>Guzman</hi>'s, I knovv not, yet I doubt the vvorst, and to vvrite
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an Evil life vvithout VVit, vvill be but a dull and tedious Story, indeed so tedious and dull, as I believe none will take the pains to read it, unless he himself read of himself: but it is to be hoped, that he will be tir'd of himself, and so desist from his self Story. And if he do write his own Life, it will be as a masking Dolphin, or such like thing, where the outside is painted past-board or canvas, and the inside stuff'd with shreds of paper, or dirty raggs, scrap'd from dunghils: and if he set his Picture before, as a Frontispiece to his Book, it will be like an ill-favour'd masking Vizzard. But if he have any Friends, surely they will perswade him to im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy his time about something else; but some are so unhappy, as they have nothing to imploy Time with; they can waste Time, but not im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy Time; and as they waste Time, so Time wasts them. There's a saying, That men are born to live, and live to dye; but I think some are onely born to dye, and not to live; for they make small use of life, and life makes small use of them; so that in effect they were ready for the Grave, as soon as they came forth from the Womb. Wherefore if Sir <hi>F. O.</hi> go forward with his work, he will dig his Grave through the story of his Life, and his Soul-less Wit will be buried therein. But leaving his dead Wit to his paper Coffin, and his unprofitable Labours to his black mourning Ink, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>VII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am sorry to hear, Wit is so little known and understood, that Sir <hi>W. T.</hi> should be thought Mad, because he hath more Wit than other men; indeed Wit should alwayes converse with Wit, and Fools with Fools; for Wit and Fools can never agree, they understand not one another; Wit flies beyond a Fools conceit or understanding, for Wit is like an Eagle, it hath a strong wing, and flies high and far, and when it doth descend, it knocks a Fool on the head, as an Eagle doth a Dotril, or a Woodcock, or such like Birds; and surely the world was never so fill'd with Fools, as it is in this age, nor hath there been greater Errours, or grosser Follies committed than there hath been in this age: It is not an age like <hi>Augustus Caesar</hi>'s, when Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom reign'd, and Wit flourished, which was the cause of Plenty &amp; Peace throughout the whole world: but in this age Debauchery is taken for Wit, and Faction for Wisdom, Treachery for Policy, and drunken Quarrels for Valour: In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed the world is so foolishly Wicked, &amp; base<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Foolish, that they are happiest who can with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>draw themselves most from it: But when I say the world, I mean the world of Men, or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther the Bodies of Men, for there doth not seem to be many Rational Souls amongst them, they
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are Soul-less men, Bodies of men that have on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Senses and Appetites, or Sensual Appetites. But you say, every Particular complains of the world, as I do in this Letter, yet None helps to mend it. Let me tell you, Madam, it is not in the power of every Particular, nor in a number, But the Chiefest persons must mend the world; <hi>viz.</hi> they that govern the world, or else the world will be out at the heels. But in some ages the world is more tatter'd and torn, than in other ages; and in some ages the world is patch'd and piec'd, but seldom new and suitable; and it is oftener in a Fools-coat than in a Grave Cassock. Wherefore leaving the motley, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="8" type="letter">
<head>VIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleas'd to invite me unto a Ball, to divert my Melancholy Thoughts, but they are not capable of your Charity, for they are in too deep a Melancholy to be diverted; like as bodies that are starved, and almost dying for hunger, so weak as they cannot feed, at least, that want strength to nourish or digest, having not life enough to re-inkindle the vital fire, which want of food hath neer put out. Thus,
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Madam, I do not refuse your Charity, but I am not capable to receive it; Besides, my very outward appearance would rather be an Obstru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction to your Mirth, than any Addition to your Pleasures, and for me, it would be very im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proper; for a grieved heart, weeping eyes, sad countenance, and black mourning garments, will not be suitable with dancing legs; In truth, my leaden Spirits have soder'd up my Joynts so stiff, that they will not move so agilly, as is requir'd in Dancing; I am fitter to sit upon a Grave, than to tread measures on a Carpet; and there is such an Antipathy in my mind to light Aires, that they would sooner stop my Ears as Discord, than enter into my Hearing as Harmony; in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed my Senses are as closed or shut from the world, and my Mind is benighted in Sorrow, insomuch as I have not one lighted thought, they are all put out with the memory of my Loss. Thus, Madam, Memory hath made an Oblivion; but though it hath buried for the present the worldly Joys of my Life, yet it hath not buried my grateful Thanks for your Favours, for which I am,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your most humble S.</signed>
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<head>IX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter I perceive that the Lady <hi>N. P.</hi> is an actor in some State-design, or at least would be thought so, for our Sex in this age, is ambitious to be State-Ladies, that they may be thought to be Wise Women; but let us do what we can, we shall prove our selves Fools, for Wisdom is an enemy to our Sex, or rather our Sex is an enemy to Wisdom. 'Tis true, we are full of Designs and Plots, and ready to side into Factions; but Plotting, Designing, Factions, belong nothing to Wisdom, for Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom never intermeddles therein or therewith, but renounces them; it is onely cheating Craft and Subtilty that are the managers thereof: and for deceiving Craft, Women are well practised therein, and most of them may be accounted Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liticians; for no question but Women may, can, and oftentimes do make wars, especially Civil wars; witness our late Civil war, wherein Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men were great, although not good actors; for though Women cannot fight with warring arms themselves, yet they can easily inflame men's minds against the Governours and Govern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, unto which Men are too apt even with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out the perswasion of Women, as to make inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation through envy and emulation, in hopes of advancement in Title, Fortune and Power, of
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which Women are as ambitious as Men; but I wish for the honour of our Sex, that Women could as easily make peace as war, though it is easier to do evil than good, for every fool can make an uproar, and a tumultuous disorder, such as the wisest can hardly settle into order again. But Women in State-affairs can do as they do with themselves, they can, and do often make themselves sick, but when they are sick, not well again: So they can disorder a State, as they do their Bodies, but neither can give Peace to th' one, nor Health to th' other; but their rest<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>less Minds, and unsatiable Appetites, do many times bring Ruin to the one, and Death to the other; for Temperance and Quietness are stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers to our Sex. But leaving the Lady <hi>N. P.</hi> to her petty Designs, and weak Plots, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="10" type="letter">
<head>X.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you were pleased to tell me for news, that <hi>C. V.</hi> was newly made a Lord; truly he deserves it, and if his Title were to be measur'd, it would be far short of his Merit, but it is a greater honour to have more Merit than Title, than to have more Title than
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Merit. Indeed Title ought to be but as a Sign; as the King's Arms or Picture to a Shop of a rich Merchandise; so Title should be but to have it known there is a worthy Person, who is full of Noble Qualities, Moral Virtues, Sweet Graces, Divine Influences, Learned Sciences, Wise Counsels, and the like, which ought to be com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>merced and traffick'd within the world, for their own and others good, benefit and pleasure; for the riches of the Mind must do as other riches, which is to disperse about, not to lie unprofitably hid, and horded up from all use; but they ought to be as Staple Commodities, and not as Trifles of Vanity, which wear out, or are laid by, as mens humours change, and are more for fashi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on than benefit. But some men seem to be rich<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er than they are, and some to be poorer than they are; they that seem richer than they are, lay all in their outward Shops, and those that seem poorer than they are, lay all in their inward Ware-houses: Those that lay all in their out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward Shops are vain-glorious Persons, those that lay all in their inward Ware-houses are magnanimous Persons; But womens Minds or Souls are like Shops of small-wares, wherein some have pretty toyes, but nothing of any great value. I imagine you will chide me for this opinion, and I should deserve to be chidden, if all Women were like to you; but you are but one, and I speak of Women, not of One woman; and thus I am neither injurious to You, nor par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tial to our Sex; but I wish with all my heart, our
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whole Sex were like you, so I might hope to be one of your Copies, and though you are an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample not to be pattern'd, yet I will endeavour to imitate you as much as I can, by which I may be so much the more worthy to be</p>
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<hi>Your Ladiships</hi> Humble Servant.</signed>
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<div n="11" type="letter">
<head>XI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Hear the Lady <hi>B. A.</hi> and the lady <hi>C. D.</hi> are gone to be Courtiers, but I believe they will neither agree with the Court, nor the Court with them; for the one hath been bred fitter for a Nunnery than a Court, and the other bred to good huswifry, fitter for the Countrey than a Court; the truth is, Sparing is unnatural for a Courtier, and Praying is not usual for a Courti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er, yet those Ladies that are Beautiful are made Saints there, and the men are their Devouts, which offer them Vows, Prayers, Praises, and sometimes Thanksgiving, and many times they are Penitents; but when the Ladies Beauties decay, the men become Apostates. Thus you may see many of our Sex are made Saints, though they be Sinners, but they are Sainted for theit Beauty, not for their Piety, for their outward Form, not for their inward Grace: Indeed they are worldly Saints, and the Court
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is their Heaven, and Nature their Goddess, which indues them with attractive Graces; to which I leave them, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<div n="12" type="letter">
<head>XII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Hear the Lady <hi>D. C.</hi> makes Politick feasts and entertainments, feasting the Courtiers, and entertaining them with dancing and carding, to whom she doth Politickly lose her mony, and causes her husband to lend them mony out of a Policy, and 'tis likely she will Politickly ruin her husband; for I believe she is more Poli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tick with her husband than with the Courtiers, and they more Politick with her than her hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band. But many wives will perswade their husbands to invite company, pretending some Designs, whenas their chief Design is, to have Company; and they will be very free and fro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lick with their guests, making their husbands believe they are so onely to compass, or bring their Designs to pass; so as they make their husbands Pimps to Cuckold themselves, who think their wives wise women, both in their Counsels and Actions: Such, and the like inven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions and excuses wives have to be in company; and it is to be observed, that those wives that
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love freedom and company, will be so very kind to their husbands when they bring home company, or are with such company as they like, that not onely strangers, but their husbands think them for that time the best wives in the world; whenas being all alone, to their hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands, the Furies are no more turbulent, nor worse natur'd than they; But in much compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny all is as their husbands please, whether to dance or play; upon which kind words and hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble behaviour, their husbands are so ravish'd with joy, as then it is what their wives please; nay, they intreat their vvives to please them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves, and approve of all they say or do. Other vvives, to get, or be in company, vvill insinua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tingly flatter, and persvvade their husbands, that they are the wisest, or wittiest men in the world, and that there is none that knows how to entertain company but they; that for their own parts they hate much company, as nothing so tedious and troublesome, and onely take delight to see their husbands entertain guests, and love to hear them discourse with strangers, their wit and behaviour being so far above others; and to encourage their husbands, or to flatter them the more, they will repeat their Discour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses when they are alone together, as how well such or such a question was resolv'd, or how wittily such or such a one was answer'd, and the like; whereupon the husband often invites company, onely for his wife to hear his supreme Wit, wise Sentences, and to see his grave En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertainments,
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whenas his wife laughs in her mind to hear what a Fool, and to see what a for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mal Coxcomb, and how self-conceited he is. Thus most husbands are either deluded with Politick wives, or forced to obey, or humour their Turbulent and Peevish wives, or deceived by their Insinuating and Flattering wives, to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tray themselves. But fearing I should divulge too much of the nature of our Sex, I stop here, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. &amp; S.</signed>
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<div n="13" type="letter">
<head>XIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>MOst of Mrs. <hi>L. A</hi>'s. discourse is of her self, indeed every one is apt to speak of him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self, as being full of self-love, which makes most tongues discourse of a self-theme; but her theme is, to tell how good a VVife she will make when she is married, although the proof will be after she is married, if she can get a Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; for I believe she wants one, and desires one, because she talks so much of a Husband, and promises so well for a Husband. Truly, it is to be observed, that all Maids love to talk of Husbands, all VVidows of Suters, and all VVives of Lovers: for men may marry, nay do often marry, yet not for Love, but for Interest,
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as for Posterity, or the like; and Suters may woo, yet not for Love, but Interest, as for VVealth, or the like; But when Amorous Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers plead, it is for no other design, but to lie with the VVoman they make their address to; and married VVives are more apt to yield than Maids or VVidows, having a cloak to cover their shame or reproach, and a husband to father their children; and they are more fond of amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous Courtships than Maids or VVidows, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause they are more barr'd, as being bound in Wedlock's-bonds: besides, it requires more secrecy and difficulty, both which Women love. But when Maids, Widows, and Wives, talk of Husbands, Suters and Lovers, they are so delighted with the Discourse, as you may perceive, not only by their Speech, being then quicker, and their VVit sharper, and VVords fluenter, but also by their Looks, their Eyes being livelier, their Countenances pleasanter, and their Behaviour gayer or wantoner, than in any other Discourse, especially if it be upon particular Persons, such as they fancy, or think they fancy them. But as for Mrs. <hi>L. A.</hi> who discourses so much of a Husband, I do verily be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve, she will make a very good VVife, not that she sayes so, but that she hath been bred strictly and retiredly, and is of a sober, and stay'd Nature, not apt to run into Extravagan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cies, nor to desire variety of Company, but is Huswifly and Thrifty, and of an humble and obedient Behaviour, and not onely Attentive
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to good Advices, but Tractable and practive to them; all which makes her deserve a good Husband, and I wish her one with all my heart; but she must take her fortune, whether none or any, bad or good; but many a good Batchelour makes an ill Husband, and many a wild deboyst Batchelour makes a good Husband; and as for VVidowers, many men that were good Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands to their first VVives, are ill Husbands to their second, or third, or fourth, or to some good, and to some bad; and some that have been ill and unkind Husbands to their first Wives, are very good, &amp; fond Husbands to their second: the like for Maids, Wives and Widows; so as none can make a wise choice in hap-hazard; for hap-hazard, as chance, barrs out VVisdom's pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, it blindfolds VVisdom, having no insight into Chance; so as a Fool blinded with Igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance, may choose in the Lottery of Husbands and VVives, as well as the VVisest, being blind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with the inconstancy of Mankind. But lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving Mrs. <hi>L. A.</hi> to the Lottery, and her Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trimonial Contemplations and Discourses, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>XIV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am of your opinion, that Philosophers &amp; Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ets certainly should be the wisest men, for they having so deep an insight, as to peirce even into the Secrets of Nature, it should be easie for them to have an insight into the Designs, Counsels, and Actions of Men, &amp; to foresee the Effects of Things; for they that can Judge of Hidden and Invisible Causes, and find out their Effects, may easily Judge of Visible Actions or Businesses a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst Mankind; and there is no man that can be Wise, that hath not a deep peircing in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sight, and a clear fore-sight to conceive and fore-see, what is, and what may probably be; for 'tis not History that makes men Wise, nor Law, nor Logick, nor to be Learn'd in all the Sciences, but to have a Natural Ingenuity, as to conceive Ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionally, to judge Solidly, to understand Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly, to perceive Readily, to distinguish Clear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, to compare Rightly, to search Narrowly, to examine Strictly, to observe Generally, to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sider Seriously, of all that hath been, is, or is not, or what may be, or cannot be; In all which, Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural Philosophers and Poets are the most Inge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nious men; But of this sort of men the world hath not many, indeed so sew, as the rest of mankind doth not understand them, for they think them rather Fools than Wise men; for
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though Wise men know Fools, yet Fools know not Wise men, nay Fools do not know Fools, but Wise men know VVise men; for how should a Fool know a Fool, when he knows not Himself? But if any fault be in Natural Poets and Philosophers, 'tis that they are so delighted with Transcendency, as they will not Descend to consider, or regard the Actions and Designs of Men, no, not the outward and ordinary works of Nature; they are of Nature's privy Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sel, wherefore they scorn to be in Temporal or Human Counsels of Men; they are Natural States-men, and will not be Temporal States-men, neither they will attend Temporal Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, being Nature's Chief Courtiers; and when they chance to observe the Actions and Courses of other men, they view them with a despising smile, to see their gross Errours, ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diculous Follies, painful Pleasures, foolish Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces and unprofitable Labours: also Natural Philosophers and Poets are not only the Wi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sest, but the Happiest men; not only in pleasing themselves with their vast Knowledge, supreme Wits, subtil Conceptions, delightful Imagina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, and curious Fancies, having all the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lights of the Mind, and Pleasures of Thoughts, but in that they can Conquer their Unruly Pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sions, Unsatiable Appetites, and order their Minds according to their Fortunes; they are Happy in any Condition, having their Happi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness always with them, and in them, &amp; not with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out them, when other men's Happiness lies al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes
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without, and their Unhappiness with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in them, their Minds are alwayes like trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled Waters, and every cross Accident is apt to make a Storm, when Poets and Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>losophers Minds are like the fixt Stars, having onely a twinkling motion; or rather like the Sun, which keeps a constant Course, and ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver alters, but yet moves swiftly about the world, and views every corner, and peirces in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to the very bowels of the Earth, and their Sun-like Mind is the Light of their Thoughts; like as the rest of the Planets receive light from the Sun, so the Thoughts from the Mind; and as the Sun hath Heat and Light, so hath the Mind Reason and Knowledge; and as the Sun inlivens several Creatures, so their Mind conceives several Causes and Effects, and creates several Fancies; and as the Sun shews the World, and the World of Creatures, so the Mind finds and shews the Truth of Things. But leaving them to true Knowledge, Wisdom, Wit and Happiness, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>XV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YEsterday was the Lord <hi>N. W.</hi> to visit me, where amongst other Discourses we talk'd of the Lady <hi>T. M.</hi> not sooner was her name
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mentioned, but he seem'd to be rapt up into the third Heaven, and from thence to descend to declare her Praises; and to repeat his Expressi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, they were so extraordinary, as they will not easily go out of my Memory, so as you shall have them word for word. First, he said, She was a Lady fit to be the Empress of the whole world, for though Fortune had not given her a Temporal Imperial Crown, Dignity and Title, as neither by Inheritance, Victory, nor Choice, nor had not advanced her to a Temporal Impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rial Power, nor placed her on a Temporal Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perial Throne, nor held she a Temporal Impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rial Scepter, yet she was Crown'd at her Birth the Empress of her Sex; for though Fortune had not Crown'd her Body, yet Nature had Crown'd her Soul with a Celestial Crown, made of Poetical Flame, instead of Earthly Gold that Crown's the Body; and instead of Diamonds, Pearls, and other pretious Stones set in Golden Crowns, her Celestial Crown was set with Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstanding, Judgement and Wit, also with clear Distinguishings, oriental Similizings, and spark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling Fancies, a Crown more glorious than <hi>Ari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>adne</hi>'s Crown of Stars; and though she was not advanced on a Temporal Imperial Throne, yet she was set higher, as on a Throne of Applause; and though she possess'd not a Temporal Impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rial Power, nor held a Temporal Imperial Scep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, yet she had a powerful Perswasion and the tongue of Eloquence; and though she was not adorn'd with Imperial Robes, yet she was a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dorn'd
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with Natural Beauty; and though she had not a Temporal and Imperial Guard, yet she was guarded with Virtue; and though she was not attended, waited and served with and by Temporal and Imperial Courtiers, yet she was attended, waited on, and served by and with the sweet Graces, and her Maids of Honour were the Muses, and Fame's house was her Magnifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent Palace. Thus was she Royally Born, and Divinely Anointed or Indued, and Celestially Crown'd, and may Reign in the memory of e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very Age and Nation to the world's end; and not onely Reign, but Reign Happily, Glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ously, and Famously. But when he had said what I have related, I could not chuse but smile, to hear such Poetical commendations of a Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, doubting none of our Sex was worthy of such high, and far-fetch'd Praises; he ask'd me why I smil'd? I told him, I smil'd to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>serve how the Passion of Love had bribed his Tongue; he said, he was not guilty of partial Bribes, but Justice had commanded his Tongue to speak the Truth: I told him, I was glad to find, at least to hear, that there was Justice in Men, and Merit in Women, as the one to Praise, the other to be Praise-worthy; but I pray'd him to give me leave, or to pardon me, if I told him, that his Speech shew'd, or express'd him not a Temporal and Imperial Courtier, as to praise one Lady to another, and to give so ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Praises to an absent Lady, as to leave no Prai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses for the present Lady: He pray'd me to par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don
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him that Errour, and that hereafter he would alwayes Praise that Lady he was present with. But, Madam, those Praises given the Lady <hi>T. M.</hi> had I been apt to Envy, it had turn'd me all into Vinegar, or dissolv'd me into Vitriol; but being unspotted, and free from that speckled Vice, I am heighten'd with joy to hear any of our Sex so Celestial, as to deserve a Ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lestial Praise: And leaving you to the same Joy, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>XVI.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Hope I have given the Lady <hi>D. A.</hi> no cause to believe I am not her Friend; for though she hath been of Ps. and I of Ks. side, yet I know no reason why that should make a diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence betwixt us, as to make us Enemies, no more than cases of Conscience in Religion, for one may be my very good Friend, and yet not of my opinion, every one's Conscience in Reli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gion is betwixt God and themselves, and it be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>longs to none other. 'Tis true, I should be glad my Friend were of my opinion, or if I thought my Friend's opinion were better than mine, I would be of the same; but it should be no breach
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of Friendship, if our opinions were different, since God is onely to be the Judg: And as for the matter of Governments, we Women un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstand them not, yet if we did, we are exclu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded from intermedling therewith, and almost from being subject thereto; we are not tied, nor bound to State or Crown; we are free, not Sworn to Allegiance, nor do we take the Oath of Supremacy; we are not made Citizens of the Commonwealth, we hold no Offices, nor bear we any Authority therein; we are account<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed neither Useful in Peace, nor Serviceable in War; and if we be not Citizens in the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monwealth, I know no reason we should be Subjects to the Commonwealth: And the truth is, we are no Subjects, unless it be to our Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands, and not alwayes to them, for sometimes we usurp their Authority, or else by flattery we get their good wills to govern; but if Nature had not befriended us with Beauty, and other good Graces, to help us to insinuate our selves into men's Affections, we should have been more inslaved than any other of Natur's Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures she hath made; but Nature be thank'd, she hath been so bountiful to us, as we oftener inslave men, than men inslave us; they seem to govern the world, but we really govern the world, in that we govern men: for what man is he, that is not govern'd by a woman more or less? None, unless some dull Stoick, or an old miserable Usurer, or a cold, old, withered Batchelor, or a half-starved Hermit, and such
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like persons, which are but here and there one; And not only Wives and Mistresses have prevalent power with Men, but Mothers, Daughters, Sisters, Aunts, Cousins, nay, Maid-Servants have many times a perswasive pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er with their Masters, and a Land-lady with her Lodger, or a she-Hostess with her he-Guest; yet men will not believe this, and 'tis the better for us, for by that we govern as it were by an insensible power, so as men perceive not how they are Led, Gui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded, and Rul'd by the Feminine Sex. But how<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>soever, Madam, the disturbance in this Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trey hath made no breach of Friendship be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt us, for though there hath been a Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vil War in the Kingdom, and a general War amongst the Men, yet there hath been none amongst the Women, they have not fought pitch'd battels; and if they had, there hath been no particular quarrel betwixt her and me, for her Ladiship is the same in my affection, as if the Kingdom had been in a calm Peace; in which Friendship I shall alwayes remain hers, as also,</p>
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<hi>Your Ladiships</hi>
most Humble and Devoted S.</signed>
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<head>XVII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>THe pure Lady, or Lady Puritan, is so god<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, as to follow all those Ministers she thinks are call'd and chosen by the Holy Spirit, to preach the Word of God, whereas those Ministers preach more their own words, than God's, for they interpret the Scripture to their own Sense, or rather to their Factious Humours and Designs, and after their Sermons, their fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>male Flocks gossip Scripture, visiting each other to confer Notes, and make repetitions of the Sermons, as also to explain and expound them; for first the Minister expounds the Scripture, and then the Women-hearers expound the Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon; so that there are expoundings upon ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poundings, and preaching upon preaching, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>somuch as they make such a medly or hash of the Scripture, as certainly the right and Truth is so hidden and obscur'd, that none can find it; and surely the Holy Spirit, whom they talk so much of, knows not what they mean or preach, being so much and such Non-sense in their Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mons, as God himself cannot turn to Sense; but howsoever, it works on some to a good effect, and causes as much Devotion amongst many, as if they preach'd Learnedly, Eloquently, and inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preted Rightly, and to the true sense &amp; meaning; for many sorrowful &amp; penitent tears are shed, but
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whether they be bottled up in Heaven, I know not: certainly <hi>Mary Magdalen</hi> could not Weep faster for the time, or fetch deeper Sighs, or stron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger Groans for her Sins, than they do, which shews that they have been grievous Sinners; but whether their Sins were of the same kind as hers were, I cannot tell, and I think they would not confess, for Confession they account Popish. But truly, and verily, the Lady Puritan who hath been to visit me this afternoon, hath so tired me with her preaching Discourse, as I think I shall not recover my weary Spirits and deafned Ears, this two dayes, unless a quiet sleep cure me; nay, she hath so fill'd my head with words, as I doubt it will hinder my silent Repose; howsoever I'le try: and so taking my leave as going to bed, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>XVIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Observe there is an emulation between the Lord <hi>V. A.</hi> and the Lord <hi>G. V.</hi> for Worth and Merit, striving which shall excell each o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther in Virtue, Noble Qualities, Practicable Arts, Learn'd Sciences, Witty Poetry, and the like; as for Justice, Temperance, Valour, For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude, Generosity, Gratitude, Fidelity and
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Loyalty, as also, for Courtesie, Civility, and Obligements; for wise Forecasts, prudent Managements, industrious Ingenuities, noble Commands, and honest and conformable Obe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience; likewise for graceful Behaviours, and handsom Demeanours; also, for Fencing, Ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding, Vaulting, Wrestling, and the like; for proper and fit Sciences for Noble Persons to be learn'd and known, as Fortification, Naviga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, Astronomy, Cosmography, Architecture, Musick, and History; and for Wit, as Scenes, Songs, Poems, and the like: and this Emula<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion makes them Admire, Love, Respect, and Praise each other, and watch all opportunities to Oblige each other, thinking and esteeming it a Happiness so to do; for the effects of Emula<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion are quite different from the effects of En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy, for Envy is full of Dispraise and Detraction, either covertly or openly, and watches all op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunities to do Mischief, and to obscure the Beauty of Virtue, and the grace and becoming demeanours of Virtuosoes; whereas Emulati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on rejoyces when Virtue is visibly Seen, and justly Praised, and Virtuosoes highly Commen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded: indeed, Emulation dwells with the Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thiest Persons, Envy with the Basest. But, Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, 'tis a wonder in an age so basely Bad, there should be two persons so nobly Good; when most men spend their time so idely Vain, that they should spend their time so ingeniously Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent; when Vice is advanced, and Virtue dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>graced, that they should should Shun that ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vancement,
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and imbrace Virtue; when Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son is Rewarded and Loyalty Punished, that they should loyally Suffer, and not basely Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tray; when Flattery is heard, and Truth reje<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted, that they should choose to be Silent, or Speak what they think. They covet not Office, Authority and Wealth, nor do they ambiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ously strive to Command, but when they are employed, they do not grow proud with their Authority and Place, nor richer by taking Bribes; nor do they partially Favour their Friends, nor are they Unjust to their Foes; they use no Malice nor Favour, but are Upright and Just; and in their Commands in War, or Governments in Peace, although they are care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully Strict, they are not Imperious nor Cruel; but, in short, they endeavour to serve their King Loyally, their Country Faithfully, and every particular Man Generously, if it lie in their pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er. But leaving these two Nobles to their Glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious Emulatings, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. &amp; S.</signed>
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<head>XIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>AS the Emulation between the Lord <hi>V. A.</hi> and the Lord <hi>G. V.</hi> was Commendable, and worthy of great Praise, so the Envy be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween
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the Lord <hi>P. R.</hi> and the Lord <hi>M. A.</hi> is Discommendable, and worthy to be Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demn'd; for they strive not to imitate equally, or surpass each other for Worth and Merit, for Courtesie and Civility, for Valour and Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rosity, for Learning and Poetry; but strive to imitate equally, or surpass each other in Expen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces and Bravery, for Shew and Vain glory, for Offices and Honour, for Vice and Vanity, as which shall make more luxurious Feasts, delici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Banquets, masking Scenes, dancing Balls, gay Shews, as brave Cloaths, gilded Coaches, laced Liveries, many Pages, Lackies, hackny Horses, and handsom Mistresses; also they strive for Court Preferments, each would have All Offices and Honours, although, perchance, neither could well discharge any One Place or Office Wisely, if Honestly, nor be worthy the Least Title they are ambitious of; also they strive to be out-Flattered, which Flatterers they maintain at great charge, and to compass their each out-stripping, or out-reaching Designs, they will crouch Basely, flatter Grosly, bribe Liberally, wait Diligently, watch Carefully, and attend Patiently; But I foresee their Fate, which is, they will die despised Beggars, for if they get their Designs, they will be Losers, for the Bribes they give for them, and their Presents and Entertainments, are more than their Designs are worth, and more than they shall gain by them, if gotten; but if their Designs fail them, they will be double losers, besides the expence
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of their gay Vanities; so what with out-bra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving, out-bribing, and out-spending each other, they will both be soon out of their Estates; for if they spend upon their Stocks, or Credits, or both, they will have nothing left to spend, and when they are both Poor, Envy may chance to make them Friends, as it doth now, being Rich, Enemies; for though Envy is a following Enemy to Wealth and Prosperity, yet 'tis a Friend to Poverty, and for the most dwells with Poverty; to which I'le leave these two Envious Persons, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>XX.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Remember you told me, that formerly you thought Time troublesome, and every Place wearisome; as in the Spring, you would wish for Summer, when Summer came, you would wish for Autumn, and in the Autumn you would wish for Winter, a cold wish; nay every Day, every Hour, every Minute, you thought Tedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous and Long. Indeed Time runs so fast upon Youth, as it doth oppress Youth, which makes Youth desire to cast it by; and though the Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of Time is swift, yet the Desire of Youth is swifter, and the Motions of Thoughts are as far
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beyond the Motions of Time, as the Motion of Time is beyond the Motion of Nature's Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chitecture; so as Youth through it's Sharp, Greedy, Hungry Appetite, devours Time, like as a Cormorant doth Fish; for as he never stayes to chew, but swallows down whole Fishes, so Youth swallows, as it were, whole Dayes, Weeks, Months, Years, untill they surfeit with Practice, or are fully satisfied with Experience: The same reason makes Youth weary of every Place or Company, for they are not satisfied, because they have not had enough variety of Knowledge, they know not the right use of Time, the unprofitable use of Vanity, the restless motions of Variety, nor know they the Deceits, Abuses, and Treacheries of their own Kind, as Mankind, neither do they know their own Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures and Dispositions, they know not what to Choose, nor what to Leave, what to Seek, nor what to Shun; neither have they felt the hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy burdens of Cares, nor oppressions of Sor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows for Losses and Crosses; they have not been pinched with Necessity, nor pained with long Sicknesses, nor stung with Remorse; they have not been terrified with bloody Wars, nor for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>saken of Natural Friends, nor betrayed by feign<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Friendships; they have not been robbed of all their Maintenance, nor been banished their Countrey. Thus being tenderly Young, they are Opprest with the quick repetitions of Time, and their Senses being Sharp, and their Appe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tites Hungry, they greedily Devour Time,
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though in the end Time devours them, the Meat, the Eater; also the desire of Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge makes every Place and Company wearisom, for Youth takes delight in that which is New, they being New themselves, for Youth is like Garments new made, and being new themselves, they Sympathetically delight and love new things, as new Clothes, new Hou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses, new Vanities, new Sports, new Countries, new Companies, new Lovers, new Friends, and any thing that is new to them, insomuch as they would rather have a new Enemy, than an old Friend; and thus will Youth do, until Time turns its back, whereupon are written all the Follies of Youth, which Follies they could not see to read whilst Time was before them, for while Times face is towards them, they onely see their childish desires, which are all written upon Times breast. But, Madam, I believe, that Time, as troublesom as it hath seem'd to you, you would be glad now of its stay; but Time doth as all Courting Amorosoes do, they run to imbrace Youth, though they tire Youth with their troublesom kindness, but when the gloss of Youth is past, they leave off their Amours, nay, they hate those they made love to, and strive to get away from them as fast as they can, and as far off: Just so doth Time, it makes love to all, and then forsakes all it hath made love to. But, Madam, it hath but newly turn'd its head from you, but it will turn its whole body; at first it will seem to pace slowly from you, but
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it will mend its pace, and at last run from you, yet let it not run without your repining, or grieving for its neglects, for no perswasion will make it stay. But, Madam, you will be happier in Times neglects, than in its imbrace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, and will make more advantage from Times heels than from its head, for Times head is fill'd with Vanity, and on Times heels is Experience; yet although Time runs from you, Wisdom will stay with you, for Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom is the Son of Time, and became Wise by his Fathers Follies, which are written upon his Fathers back; for Wisdom waits alwayes be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind his Father, and neither Wisdom the Son, nor Time the Father, do meet face to face; and you will find more happiness in Wisdom's Company than in Times Courtships, for Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom's Conversation is Comfortable and Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing, it speaks with the Tongue of an Oratour, the Wit of a Poet, and the Advice of a Friend; then who would be troubled with the fantastical Humours, apish Actions, flattering Speeches, and subtil Deceits of Time? But lest this Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter should be as tedious to you as formerly Time was, I'le stop here, and rest,</p>
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<hi>Madam,</hi>
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<signed>Your Ladiships
faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>XXI.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am sorry that Mrs. <hi>P. L.</hi> hath had so great a loss at cards, as the grief of the loss caused her to weep; But Gamesters are like Merchant-adventurers, and for the most part have the same fate, as to die Bankrupts, for more are impove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rish'd by their losses, than inriched by their get<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tings; but gaming was never so much practised by our Feminine Sex, as it is in this age, and by their losses, (I know not for their skill) they seem Masculine gamesters, and I believe they quarrel as much in their play, onely they fight not Duels, unless with their Tongues. But I observe that cards is one of the chief pastimes of our Sex, and their greatest delight, for few or none of our Sex loves or delights in Poetry, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>less a Copy of Verses made in their praise, wherein for the most part is more Flattery than Wit; neither doth our Sex delight or under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stand Philosophy, for as for Natural Philosophy they study no more of Nature's works than their Faces, and their greatest ingenuity is, to make them Fairer than Nature did; and for Moral Philosophy, they think that too tedious to learn, and too rigid to practise; yet I make no question but they have heard of Temperance, though few are acquainted with it, and Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence they scorn to accompany, they despise
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her as a mean, plain Huswife, and Fortitude can get no entrance, for strong Fears keep her out; as for Justice, I think our Sex doth onely resem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble the Emblem or Moral, as Justice is blinded with a band to keep out Partiality, so our Sex is blinded with Ignorance, which keeps out Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge; and though our Sex holds no Sword in their hands to cut off Offences, yet they hold as sharp a Weapon in their mouths, to cut off good Fame, and will make more Offences, than the Sword of Justice is able to cut off; and as for the Balance of Justice, which is Judgement, they never use it, for they seldom Weigh any thing; and for Faith, Hope, and Charity, they seem to have no more Faith than to believe their own Praises, and their onely Hope is for pre-emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nence of Beauty or Title, for Place or Wealth, and for Vanities; and as for Charity, they spend so much upon themselves, as they have nothing left for the Poor; and they are so far from go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verning their Passions and Appetites, as their Passions and Appetites govern and rule the whole course of their Lives; neither doth our Sex take much delight in true History, for na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turally our Sex is too lazy to look back into past Times, neither have they the peircing foresight to see into Future times, they only regard the Present; neither doth our Sex take much plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure in harmonious Musick, only in Violins to tread a measure; the truth is, the chief study of our Sex is Romances, wherein reading, they fall in love with the feign'd Heroes and Carpet-Knights,
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with whom their Thoughts secretly commit Adultery, and in their Conversation and manner, or forms or phrases of Speech, they imitate the Romancy-Ladies: And our Sexes chief Pastime is Gaming of all kinds or sorts, but most Cards, whereby they lose more money than get reputation; indeed Carding is their Work, for they make it rather a Labour with long and tiresome Sitting, careful Playing, and painful Vexing and Fretting, than a Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure and Recreation; and our Sexes chief Exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cise is Dancing, not alone, amongst themselves, for that they hate, but in masculine Company, and this they love so well, as to dance them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves into a firie heat, if not a Fever; and their onely delight is in Love and Courtships, and their only pleasure Luxury, insomuch as they are for the most part Eating, whether Sitting, Walking, or Dancing. But leaving our Sex to their Banquets, Courtships, Dancing and Ga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ming, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. &amp; S.</signed>
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<head>XXII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu said in your last Letter, that Sir <hi>G. A.</hi> doth so brag of his own gallant Actions, as he saves his neighbour the labour to report them;
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I am sorry to hear gallant men should brag of their own Actions, for their bragging takes off the gloss of their Courage; for as Time takes off Youth or fresh Colour off Beauty, so Self-praise takes off the Esteem and Honour of Merit: But as some will boast of their own Worth, so others will boast of their own Baseness, as what subtil Cheats they have pra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctised, or whom they have Betrayed, or how ingenious they were in telling Lies, or how many Robberies they have commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted; as also of their Disobedience, Disloyal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and the like; others will boast of their Debaucheries, as how often they have had the <hi>French</hi> Disease, how many Women they have Debauch'd, how much they can Drink before they are Drunk, and how long they can sit a Drinking, what Monies they have Won or Lost at Play, how Vain and Expen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sive they are, or have been, and many the like, which I wonder at, that men should Glory and take a Pride in that which is Base or Foolish: But this argues some men to have mean Souls and foolish Brains, full of idle Discourses, wanting Judgement and Wit; also unprofitable Lives, and when they Die there is a good riddance, for they were but as Rubbish in the World, which Death, like as an honest painful Labourer, takes up like as Dunghils, and throws them into the Grave, and buries them in Oblivi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, not being worthy of a monument of Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrance,
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in which Grave I leave those that are Dead, and those that Live I wish may be Reformed to more Purity; so I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="23" type="letter">
<head>XXIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IT is not strange that the Lady <hi>L. T.</hi> and the Lady <hi>A. M.</hi> should fall out, so, as to be Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, although they were such fond Friends, as not to be pleased in each others absence, but Friendship that is made out of fond Humours, seldom lasts long, especially when they live and bord together; for first, Fondness wears away with Use and Acquaintance, next, being borded together, Faults or Neglects are committed, and Exceptions taken; Self-love of the one person will be served first, and Self-love of the other person will not suffer it; besides, many cross Humours, and sometimes little Envies, will ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear betwixt equal Persons that live together, especially Women, and the sooner, if either or both have Husbands or Lovers; for Women will be sooner jealous of their Husbands or Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers for their She-friends, than Men will be of their Wives or Mistresses for their He-friends: but Houshold Friends for the most part are
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Home-lovers, that is, the He-friend makes love to the Wife, or the She-friend is Courted by the Husband; and if they be both married, 'tis likely they Cuckold each other; and thus, for Example, these Ladies are become Enemies through Jealousie, for though the Lady <hi>L. T.</hi> profess'd to love her Friend the Lady <hi>A. M.</hi> dearly well, yet it seems, she will not have her to Share with her of her Husbands Love or Courtship, although Sir <hi>T. O.</hi> the Lady <hi>L. T</hi>s. Husband, could be no less than a Servant to his Wives dear Friend; Besides, it is a temptation to an Husband, to see two She-friends Imbrace, and Kiss, and Sport, and Play, which makes the Husband to desire to do the like, not with his VVife, but his VVives Friend, for temptation is from that which men are not accustomed to, or to do as they see others do; but 'tis likely, when the jealous Humour of the Lady <hi>L. T.</hi> is over, they will be Friends again, till the jealous Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour return again. Thus they may be Friends and Enemies all their Life time, and perchance take a pleasure in being so, for VVomen for the most part take delight to make Friendships, and then to fall out, and be Friends again, and so to and fro, which is as much Pastime and Recreati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to them, as going abroad and staying at home. But I wish all Friends were as constant Friends as your Ladiship and I, who are inseparably uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, for as long as I live I shall be,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>XXIV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter I perceive the Gallants of the Time, I mean Gallants for Youth and Bravery, for Vice and Vanity, for Expence and Prodigality, for foolish Quarrels, and rash Du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>els, these Gallants, it seems, condemn Age as unfit for State-affairs, as neither to Govern, Command, Direct, nor Advise; but certainly those States or Kingdoms that have young Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernours and Counsellers, shall have more Combustions and Disorders committed by their Ignorance and Follies, than the most experien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced Age can Rectifie: indeed such Kingdomes and States are rather govern'd by Chance than Wisdom. 'Tis true, Fools have Good Fortune sometimes, but not so often as Bad, which shews they neither have a Politick <hi>Vlysses,</hi> nor a Counselling <hi>Nestor,</hi> for though Young men may Fight as <hi>Achilles,</hi> yet they can neither Counsel as <hi>Nestor,</hi> nor Speak as <hi>Ulysses</hi>; not but that some Old men may be Fools, but it is against Nature for Young men to be Wise, wherefore they are fitter to Obey than to Command, and to be Advised, than to give Counsel, for it is a wonder whenas young Counsellers keep Peace, or young Generals be Conquerours; and it makes them more Famous, because not Usual, especially when Fortune favours them, as she
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doth many times their Rash Adventures, or haughty and Ambitious Enterprises; for good Fortune makes Youth appear more Glorious than Age; but Fortune many times favours Youth, as she favours Fools, for a time, and in the end leaves them to their own Ruin; but where Fortune hath little or nothing to do, as in wise Counsels, there their Ignorance and Fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lies, Passions and Partialities, Factions and Emu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lations appear, especially in the success of their Counsels; wherefore Young men may better and more safely be trusted with an Army than a City, for 'tis more safe to leave them to For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, than to trust them with Prudence; for Young men can tell better how to make Wars, than to keep Peace, being easier to Lead an Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, than to Rule a Kingdom, to Fight a Battel, than to Order a Commonwealth, to Distribute Spoils, than to Do Justice, for Fortune hath more power in Victory than Right. 'Tis true, sometimes there's such a Concurrence and Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>junction in Affairs of State, as also in Armies, as the Wisest or Valiantest men cannot make bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, nor Fools nor Cowards worse, which is the cause that many times Wise or Valiant men, or both, may be thought Fools and Cowards, and Fools and Cowards Wise or Valiant men; and many times Fools are too hard for Wise men, by reason there be numbers of Fools for few Wise men, nay, numbers of Fools for One Wise man, which Wise man may be buried in the Rubbish of Fools; but if a Wise man be not
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overpower'd, he treads down their Follies and Triumphs in Peace and Prosperity: But Aged men most commonly are assisted and atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded by <hi>Mercury</hi> and <hi>Pallas,</hi> and Young men by <hi>Mars</hi> and <hi>Venus.</hi> The truth is, 'tis against Sense and Reason, that Young men can be so VVise, or proper for Affairs of a Common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wealth, either to Command, Govern, or Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sel, as Aged men, who have had long Experi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, and great Observations, by Seeing, Hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, and Knowing much, so as there is nothing New, or Unacquainted to them, neither in Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rieties, Changes, nor Chances; for Nature, Fortune, and Time, is their long Acquaintance, by which they know the Appetites, Passions, Humours, Dispositions, Manners, and Actions of Men, with their Defects, Errours and Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perfections; also the Revolutions of Time, the Casualties of Chance, the Change of Fortune, and the Natural Course, Causes, and Effects of several Things in the VVorld, all which makes Aged men VVise, and want of such Experi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence and Observation, makes Young men Fools in comparison of Aged men; for Young men can have but a Relative, and not an Experienced Knowledge, nor can they have very much by Relation or Reading, having not time enough for Instruction &amp; Learning; whereas Aged men have Read, Heard, Seen, Convers'd and Acted in and of several Ages, Societies, Nations, Men, and Business; also in several Places of several Subjects, and several Matters, to several Men,
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at several Times: But Young men are so Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceited, and Opinionative of themselves, as they think, they neither want Wit, Judgement, Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstanding, nor Knowledge, and that Antient men rather Dote than Know; but though Young men cannot be Wise in Nature, unless by Inspiration, yet those are nearest to Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom that have been Bred up, Instructed, and Educated by Wise Age, and so much Better and more Knowing they are than others which have been Bred, Instructed, and Educated by Young Pedants or Governours, as the first shall be as Old men, although but Young, and the others shall be as Boyes when they are Young Men, and Young Men when they are Old, or rather Boyes all their life time, although they should live long; so that one may say, Happy is Youth that lives with Age: But lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving as well Aged as Young men, to Knowledg and Ignorance, Wisdom and Folly, Prudence and Fortune, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="25" type="letter">
<head>XXV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>THe Lady <hi>P. R.</hi> was to visit the Lady <hi>S. I.</hi> and other Ladies with her, whose Conversation and Discourse was according to
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their Female Capacities and Understandings, and when they were all gone, the Lady <hi>S. Is.</hi> Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band ask'd his Wife, why she did not Talk as the rest of the Ladies did, especially the Lady <hi>P. R.</hi> so Loud and Impertinently? She an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swered, she had neither the Humour, Breath, Voice, nor Wit, to Speak so Long, so Loud, and so Much of nothing: He said, her Answer liked him well, for he would not have his Wife so Bold, so Rude, and so Talking a Fool. Thus, Madam, we may perceive how Discourse in Conversation is Judged of, and for the most part Condemned by the Hearers, when per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chance the Ladies imagine that they are Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plauded and Commended for their Wit and Confident Behaviour; for Self-love thinks all is well Said or Done, that it self Speaks or Acts, so that Self-love doth alwayes Approve it self, and Dispraise others. But leaving Self-love to Self-admiration, and that Admiration to others Condemnation, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. &amp; S.</signed>
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<div n="26" type="letter">
<head>XXVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>VVE have no News here, unless to hear that the Lady <hi>C. R.</hi> did beat her Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band, and because she would have Witness e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough,
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she beat him in a Publick Assembly, nay, being a woman of none of the least Sizes, but one of the largest, and having Anger added to her Strength, she did beat him Soundly, and it is said, that he did not resist her, but endured Patiently; whether he did it out of fear to shew his own VVeakness, being not able to Encounter her, or out of a Noble Nature, not to Strike a VVoman, I know not; yet I believe the best: and surely, if he doth not, or cannot tame her Spirits, or bind her Hands, or for Love will not leave her, if she beat him Often, he will have but a Sore life. Indeed I was sorry when I heard of it, not onely for the sake of our Sex, but because she and he are persons of Dignity, it belonging rather to mean-born and bred VVomen to do such unnatural A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions; for certainly, for a VVife to strike her Husband, is as much, if not more, as for a Child to strike his Father; besides, it is a breach of Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trimonial Government, not to Obey all their Husbands Commands; but those Women that Strike or Cuckold their Husbands, are Matrimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nial Traitors, for which they ought to be highly punished; as for Blows, they ought to be banish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed from their Husbands Bed, House, Family, and for Adultery, they ought to suffer Death, and their Executioner ought to be their Husband. 'Tis true, Passion will cause great Indiscretion, &amp; VVomen are subject to Violent Passions, which makes or causes them so often to err in VVords and Actions, which, when their Passion is over,
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they are sorry for; but unruly Passions are one<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly a cause of uncivil Words and rude Actions, whereas Adultery is caused by unruly Appe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tites; wherefore Women should be Instructed and Taught more Industriously, Carefully, and Prudently, to Temper their Passions, and Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vern their Appetites, than Men, because there comes more Dishonour from their unruly Pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sions and Appetites, than from Mens; but for the most part VVomen are not Educated as they should be, I mean those of Quality, for their Education is onely to Dance, Sing, and Fiddle, to write Complemental Letters, to read Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mances, to speak some Language that is not their Native, which Education, is an Edu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation of the Body, and not of the Mind, and shews that their Parents take more care of their Feet than their Head, more of their VVords than their Reason, more of their Musick than their Virtue, more of their Beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty than their Honesty, which methinks is strange, as that their Friends and Parents should take more Care, and be at greater Charge to Adorn their Bodies, than to Indue their Minds, to teach their Bodies Arts, and not to Instruct their Minds with Understanding; for this Education is more for outward Shew, than inward Worth, it makes the Body a Courtier, and the Mind a Clown, and oftentimes it makes their Body a Baud, and their Mind a Courte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>san, for though the Body procures Lovers, yet it is the Mind that is the Adulteress, for
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if the Mind were Honest and Pure, they would never be guilty of that Crime; wherefore those Women are best bred, whose Minds are civilest, as being well Taught and Govern'd, for the Mind will be Wild and Barbarous, unless it be Inclosed with Study, Instructed by Learning, and Governed by Knowledg and Understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, for then the Inhabitants of the Mind will live Peaceably, Happily, Honestly and Honou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rably, by which they will Rule and Govern their associate Appetites with Ease and Regula<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity, and their Words, as their Houshold Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, will be imployed Profitably. But leaving the Lady <hi>C. R.</hi> and her Husband to Passion and Patience, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>XXVII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YEsterday I employed my time in reading History, and I find in my self an Envy, or rather an Emulation towards Men, for their Courage, Prudence, VVit, and Eloquence, as not to Fear Death, to Rule Commonwealths, and to Speak in a Friend's behalf, or to Pacifie a Friend's Grief, to Plead for his own Right, or
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to Defend his own Cause by the Eloquence of Speech; yet this is not in all Men, for some men have Courage and no VVit, and some have VVit and no Conduct, and some have neither VVit, Courage, nor Conduct; but mistake me not, for I do not Envy or Emulate a Stubborn Obstinacy, nor a Desperate Rashness, nor an In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>slaving Policy, nor Fine VVords and Choice Phrases; but to Fight Valiantly, to Suffer Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiently, to Govern Justly, and to Speak Ratio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nally, Movingly, Timely and Properly, as to the purpose, all which I fear Women are not Capable of, and the Despair thereof makes me Envy or Emulate Men. But though I love Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stice Best, and trust to Valour Most, yet I Admire Eloquence, and would choose VVit for my Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stime. Indeed Natural Orators that can speak on a Sudden and Extempore upon any Subject, are Nature's Musicians, moving the Passions to Harmony, making Concords out of Discords, Playing on the Soul with Delight. And of all the Men I read of, I Emulate <hi>Iulius Caesar</hi> most, because he was a man that had all these Excellencies, as Courage, Prudence, Wit and Eloquence, in great Perfection, insomuch as when I read of <hi>Iulius Caesar,</hi> I cannot but wish that Nature and Fate had made me such a one as he was; and sometimes I have that Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage, as to think I should not be afraid of his Destiny, so I might have as great a Fame. But these wishes discover my Aspiring Desires, and all those Desires are but Vain that cannot be At<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained
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to; yet although I cannot attain to <hi>Iulius Caesar's</hi> Fame, it suffices me, to have attained to your Favour, and to the Honour to subscribe my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="28" type="letter">
<head>XXVIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you were pleased to Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demn me for Admiring Words, so much, as to prefer Eloquence before all other Musick; but pray, Madam, mistake me not, for I do not Admire the Words, but the Sense, Reason, and Wit, that is Exprest, and made Known by Words; neither do I Admire Formal Orators, that speak Premeditated Orations, but Natural Orators, that can speak on a Sudden upon any Subject, whose Words are as Sweet and Melt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing as Manna from Heaven, and their Wit as Spreading and Refreshing as the Serene Air, whose Understanding is as Clear as the Sun, gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving Light of Truth to all their Hearers, who in case of Perswasion, speak Sweetly, in case of Reproof, Seasonably, and in all cases, Effectual<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly. And, Madam, if you do Consider well, you cannot chuse but Admire, and Wonder at the
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Power of Eloquence, for there is a strange hid<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den Mystery in Eloquence, it hath a Magical Power over mankind, for it Charms the Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses, and Inchants the Mind, and is of such a Commanding Power, as it Forces the Will to Command the Actions of the Body and Soul, to Do, or to Suffer, beyond their Natural Abili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, and makes the Souls of men the Tongue's Slaves; for such is the power of an Eloquent Speech, as it Binds the Judgement, Blindfolds the Understanding, and Deludes the Reason; also it Softens the Obdurate Hearts, and causes Dry Eyes to Weep, and Dryes Wet Eyes from Tears; also it Refines the Drossy Humours, Polishes the Rough Passions, Bridles the Unru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Appetites, Reforms the Rude Manners, and Calms the Troubled Minds; it can Civilize the Life by Virtue, and Inspire the Soul with De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>votion. On the other side, it can Enrage the Thoughts to Madness, and Cause the Soul to Despair. The truth is, it can make Men like Gods or Devils, as having a Power beyond Nature, Custom and Force, for many times the Tongue hath been too Strong for the Sword, and often carried away the Victory; also it hath been too Subtil for the Laws, as to Banish Right, and to Condemn Truth; and too hard for the Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures of Men, making their Passions its Priso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners: and since Eloquence hath such Power over Arms, and Laws, and Men, as to make Peace or War, to Compose or Dissolve Common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wealths, to Dispose of Souls and Bodies of Man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kind;
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wherefore those men that are indued with such Eloquence, and overflowing Wit, are both to be Fear'd and Lov'd, to be highly Advanced or utterly Banished; for those whose Eloquent Wit out-runs their Honesty, are to be Punish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, but those that employ their Eloquent Wit, and Elegant Graces, to the service of the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monwealth, are to be Esteemed, Respected, and Relied upon, as Pillars of the Commonwealth. But to conclude, Wit makes a Ladder of Words, to climb to Fame's high Tower, and the Tongue carries men further than their Feet, and builds them a Statelier, and more Lasting Palace than their Hands, and their Wit, more than their Wealth, doth Adorn it. But now, leaving Words and Wit, I rely upon Love and Friendship, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="29" type="letter">
<head>XXIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Heard by your last, that the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> was to visit you, where, amongst her other Discour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses, she spoke of me, and was pleased to Cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure and Condemn, as to Censure the Cause, and Condemn the Manner of my Life, saying, that I did either Retire out of a Fantastick Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour,
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or otherwise I was Constraind, in not ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving the Liberty, that usually other VVives have, to go Abroad, and receive what Visitors they please: But if she did but know the sweet Pleasures, and harmless Delights I have by this Retirement, she would not have said what she did; and to answer to what she said, This course of Life is by my own voluntary Choice, for I have liberty to do any Thing, or to go any VVhere, or to keep any Company that Discretion doth Allow, and Honour Approve of; and though I may err in my Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretion, yet not in cases of Honour, for had I not onely Liberty, but were Perswaded or In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticed by all the World's Allurements, or were Threatned with Death, to Do, or Act any thing against Honour, or to do any Thing or Act, Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour did not Approve of, I would not Do it, nay, I would Die first: But in that which is cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led Honour, are many Ingrediencies, as Justice, Chastity, Truth, Trust, Gratitude, Constancy, and many the like. Next I answer, That it is not out of a Fantastick Humour, that I live so much Retired, which is to keep my House more than go Abroad, but out of Self-love, and not out of Self-opinion, and it is Just and Natural for any one to Love himself: Wherefore, for my Pleasure and Delight, my Ease and Peace, I live a Retired Life, a Home Life, free from the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tanglements, confused Clamours, and rumbling Noise of the World, for I by this Retirement live in a calm Silence, wherein I have my Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>templations
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free from Disturbance, and my Mind lives in Peace, and my Thoughts in Pleasure, they Sport and Play, they are not Vext with Cares nor worldly Desires, they are not Covetous of worldly VVealth, nor Ambitious of empty Titles; they are not to be catch'd with the Baits of Sensual Pleasures, or rather I may say, Sensual Follies, for they Draw my Senses to them, and run not out to the Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses; they have no quarrelling Disputes amongst them; they live Friendly and Sociably together; their onely Delight is in their own Pastimes and harmless Recreations; and though I do not go Personally to Masks, Balls, and Playes, yet my Thoughts entertain my Mind with such Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sures, for some of my Thoughts make Playes, and others Act those Playes on the Stage of I<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>magination, where my Mind sits as a Spectator, Thus my Mind is entertain'd both with Poets and Players, and takes as much Delight as <hi>Augu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stus Caesar</hi> did to have his <hi>Mecaenas,</hi> the Patron of Poets, sit and hear <hi>Virgil</hi> and <hi>Horace</hi> read their Works unto them; so my Mind takes Delight in its dear <hi>Mecaenas,</hi> which is Contemplation, and to have its Poetical Thoughts, although not like <hi>Virgil</hi> or <hi>Horace,</hi> yet such as they are, it is pleased to have them Repeat their Poems, and other VVorks which they make; and those my Mind likes best, it sends them forth to the Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses to write them down, and then to send them out to the publick view of the VVorld; and ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny times the Senses send in Objects to the Mind,
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who straight commands his Poetical Thoughts to take them for Plots of Playes, or causes the Grave Philosophical Thoughts to Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course of them, or his Oratorical Thoughts to practice their Eloquence on them, or his Critical Thoughts to Dispute and Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gue with them, which done, all their se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral Discourses, Disputes, Arguments, Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ems, Playes, and the like, made on those Objects, are sent back to the Senses to write them down, so that the Mind and the Thoughts imploy the Senses, and the Senses imploy the Mind and Thoughts, and thus I take as much Pleasure within my self, if not more, as the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> doth without her self; indeed none enjoyes truly himself, but those that live to themselves, as I do, and it is better to be a Self-lover in a Retired Life, than a Self-seeker in a Wandring Humour, like a Vagabond, for they go from Place to Place, from one Company to another, and never are at rest in their Minds nor Bodies; and how should it be otherwise? for they lose themselves in Company, and keeping much Company, they know not where to find themselves, for as for their Dwelling-place, they are sure to miss of themselves there; but indeed they have no constant Dwelling, for going much Abroad, they dwell Every where, and yet to speak Metaphorically, No where. But every ones Delights are different, for the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> delights her self with Others, and I delight my self with my Self; Some delight in Troubles,
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I delight in Ease, and certainly much Company and Conversation cannot chuse but be Trouble<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>some; for in much Company are many Excep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, much Envy, much Suspicion, much De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traction, much Faction, much Noise, and much Non-sense, and it is impossible, at least impro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bable, for any particular Person to please all the several Companies they come into, or are visi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted by, if the Resort be many, by reason every one hath as different Humours as Faces, wherein some will be Displeased, if others should be Pleased, and most commonly they are so far from pleasing All, as None is Pleased; for if any particular Person should Praise Every one, it would be thought Flattery, if he should Praise None, it would be conceived to be Envy, if he should Praise but Some, it would be judged to be Partiality; the like for Discourse; if one should Address his Discourse to any One, or to Some more than to Others, it would be taken as a Disrespect, if Generally, to the whole Company, it would be accounted Pride, as ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king ones self to be the onely Singular Person that must have a General Audience; neither can any one Person fit his Discourse to every one's Humour, Fancy, Capacity, Understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, Knowledge or Delight, nay, most com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly, whatsoever is Spoken, is Interpreted to the worst Sense, at least, Contradicted, and when they are parted, their Words or Discourse is Repeated to their Disadvantage, and Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented on, and Interpreted to an evil Sense;
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and if they say Nothing, or but Little, they are accounted Ill-natured, or thought Fools, and yet they love not to hear any one speak but them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves, every one desires to be heard, yet takes it ill not to be spoken to; also if particular Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons make an Entertainment, if they invite not those they have no acquaintance with, as well as those of their Acquaintance, if they are within the distance of coming to the Entertainment, they take it for an Affront, but if they should leave out any Acquaintance, it is a Breach for e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver, and they become their Enemies: also if particular Persons be accoustred Bravely, they are Envied, if they be attired in plain, mean Garments, they are Despised; and if any Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man be more Beautiful than commonly the rest are, if she appears to the World, she shall be sure to have more Female Detractors and Slanderers, to ruin her Reputation, than any Monarch hath Souldiers to fight an Enemy, &amp; if any Woman be Ill-favoured, it is mentioned as a Reproach, although it be Nature's fault, and not hers, and if she be indifferently Handsom, they speak of her as Regardless; if she be in Years, they will say, she is fitter for the Grave than Company, if Young, fitter for a School than Conversati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, if of middle Years, their Tongues are the Fore-runners of her Decay; if she have Wealth, and no Titles, she is like Meat, all Fat and no Blood, and if great Title with small Wealth, they say, she is like a Pudding without Fat, and if she hath both Wealth and Title, they Shun
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her as the Plague, they Hate to see her, as Owls hate the Light, and if she hath neither Wealth nor Title, they Scorn her Company, and will not cast an eye towards her; and thus the Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rality is to every Particular: wherefore it is impossible for any Particular either to Please the Humours, or Avoid the Slanders or Reproaches of the Generality, for every One is against Another; indeed, every One is against All, and All against every One, and yet through the itch of Talk, Luxury, Wantonness and Vani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, they will Associate into Companies, or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther I may say, Gather into Companies, and Frequent each others Houses, whereas those that endeavour to be truly Happy, will not be Troubled with such Follies, nor Disturbed with such Toyes: But I am not so Retir'd, as to bar my self from the Company of my good Friends, or such as are free from Exception, as not to Translate harmless and simple Words, to an evil Sense or Meaning, or such as are so Noble, as not to Dispraise, or Detract from such Persons as they are pleas'd to take the pains to Visit, or from such as will not take it for a Neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lect, if I do not punctually return their Visit, or perhaps not Visit them at any time, but will Excuse or Pardon my Lazy Humour, and not account it a Disrespect, as truly it is none, for I do Honour and Admire all Civil, Worthy, and Honourable Persons, and would be ready at all times Honestly to Serve them. But this Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tired Life is so Pleasing to me, as I would not
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change it for all the Pleasures of the Pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lick World, nay, not to be Mistress of the World, for I should not desire to be Mistress of that which is too Big to be Commanded, too Self-willed to be Ruled, too Factious to be Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vern'd, too Turbulent to live in Peace, and Wars would Fright, at least Grieve me, that mankind should be so Ill-natur'd and Cruel to Destroy each other. To conclude, I am more Happy in my Home-retirement, than I believe the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> is in her Publick Frequent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, having a Noble and Kind Husband, who is Witty and Wise Company, a Peace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able and Quiet Mind, and Recreative Thoughts, that take harmless Liberty; and all this I have declar'd to you, that you may let the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> know that my Retirement from the publick Concourse and Army of the World, and Regiments of Acquaintance, is neither through Constraint, nor Fantastick Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour, but through a Love to Peace, Ease, and Pleasure, all which you Enjoy; which is the fulfilling of your Ladiships faithful Friend and Servant's Happiness.</p>
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<div n="30" type="letter">
<head>XXX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YEsterday, being not in the Humour of Wri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting, I took <hi>Plutarch</hi>'s Lives, or as some call them, <hi>Plutarch</hi>'s Lies, but Lives or Lies,
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or a mixture of both, I read part of the day in that Book, and it was my chance to read the Life of <hi>Pericles</hi> the <hi>Athenian,</hi> in which Sto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry he is Commended for his Gravity, Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment, and Wisdom; this <hi>Pericles</hi> I did much Admire all the time I read of him, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>til I did read where it was mentioned of his marrying <hi>Aspasia,</hi> a famous Courtesan, and then I did not think him so Wise a man as I did before, in that he could not rule his Passion better, but to marry a Whore; neither doth Gravity and Wantonness suit well together, for to my imagination a Grave Cuckold doth appear most Ridiculous: And although she was Constant to him, yet the Lewdness of her former Life could not but be a great Blemish to him, as to marry the Dregs and Leavings of other men; But it seem'd that she had an Attractive Power, espe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cially on such as they call Wise men, as States<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, Philosophers, and Governours, and all this Power lay in her Tongue, which was a Bawd for the other end; nay, so well (it is said) she could Speak, that not only such men as fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentioned did come to hear her, and to learn to speak Eloquently by her, but many also brought their Wives to hear her, which in my opinion was Dangerous, lest they might learn her Vice with her Rhetorick; but it seems the <hi>Graecians</hi> were not like the <hi>Italians</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning their Wives, although they were like them concerning their Courtesans; but honest
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Women take not so much care to Speak well, as to Do that which is Virtuous. And so lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving <hi>Aspasia</hi> and <hi>Pericles</hi> in <hi>Plutarch</hi>'s Hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>story, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="31" type="letter">
<head>XXXI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Cannot wonder if I hear that men which are Advanced to Power and Authority should be Dispraised, because it's usual; but rather I should wonder, if I should hear such men Prai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed or Applauded, although their Lives and A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions were Blameless, nay Wise and Honest; for I have observed, that if any man have more Wealth, Merit, Power, or Wit, than his Neighbour, he is sure to be privately Hated, and publickly Rail'd or Exclaim'd against, and to shew their Hate and Dispraise is against his Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, Wealth, Power, VVit, or the like, if this man fall from those Favours either of Fortune or Nature, he is not onely Pittied, but dearly Beloved, and highly Praised; and this Ill and Inconstant Nature and Humour is so frequent in all Ages and Nations, as it may very easily be believed, that it was Created in the Essence of
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mankind, insomuch, that had Men been crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted before the Angels Fell, they would have En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vyed their Glory, and Accused God of Partia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity, in making such difference between Men and Angels, but whenas those Angels were cast from Heaven to Hell for their Wickedness, they would Censure God for being too Severe in their Punishment; Yet, Madam, mistake me not, to believe all men are so Envious and Ill-natur'd, but some; for surely though many Angels fell through Spiritual Pride, Envy, and Ambition, yet many remained in Heaven, as Pure as when first Created; and so likewise ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Men by the Mercie of God are bred to Virtue, and blest with Piety, to which I leave them, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="32" type="letter">
<head>XXXII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>SIr, <hi>D. D.</hi> and his Lady had invited a great many of their Friends to a Feasting Dinner, and being Set, they fell to Eating, and soon after to Talking, for Talking accompanies Eating and Drinking, especially at a Feast; but amongst o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Discourses, they were speaking of Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage,
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Husbands and Wives, where Sir <hi>D. D.</hi> said somewhat that his Wife had great reason to take Unkindly, knowing her Virtue had deserv'd more loving Expressions from him, especially in an open Assembly, which Unkindness forced Tears through her Eyes, but they were becom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Tears, for they did not cause the Feature in her Face to be Distorted, for she appear'd in her Countenance Sweet and Amiable, as if there had been no Discontent in her Mind, neither did she shew any Discontent in her Words or Behavi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our, for she neither Complain'd, nor Rail'd at her Husband, nor Quarrel'd with him, nor rose from the Table in a Passion, to the Disturbance of the Company, as most Women would have done, and often do, when they are Displeased or Anger'd, but she wip'd the Tears from her Eyes, and Addrest her self, as she did before, to Enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain her Friends Civilly and Courteously, and when they had all Dined, and the Cloth taken away, she ask'd pardon of her Friends for her Tears, saying her Tears had made their meeting appear rather as a funeral Condoling, than a mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry Feasting: But truly, said she, I could not help it, for they would not be restrain'd do what I could, for some words my Husband spoke cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed a Storm of Grief in my mind, which rais'd up Billows of Tears that overflow'd my Eyes, yet, said she, the Dearest and Loving'st Friends will both Take and Give Cause of Exception sometimes, for not any Man or Woman is so Perfect as not to Err; and thus her Discretion
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did not suffer her Passion to Disturb her Guests, and her good Nature did Excuse her Husband's Folly, and her Love did Forgive his Disrespect to her; But the Lady <hi>C. C.</hi> did not behave her self so, for her Husband Sir <hi>G. C.</hi> and she had invited many of their Friends to a Feasting Din<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, and she, as the Mistress, to order all affairs belonging to a Wife, took upon her to order the Feast, and being a Mode-Lady, would have a Mode-Feast; but the Cook knowing his Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ster loved rost Beef, sent in a Chine of rost Beef to the Table, and when her Guests were all Set, and beginning to Eat, she spied the Chine of Beef, whereat she was very angry, to have, as she thought, her Feast disgraced with an old English fashion, and not only an Old, but a Countrey fashion, to have Beef serv'd to their Table; wherefore she, to shew her self a Courtier, ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther than a Country-Lady, commanded one of the waiters to take the Beef from the Table, Sir <hi>G. C.</hi> her Husband desired not to have it taken a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way, for said he, I love Beef better than any other Meat, but she to express she had a Ladies Nice Stomack, or rather a Nice Ladie's Stomack, said, the Beef was fulsom to her Eyes, and made her Stomack sick to see it, her Husband bad her to look upon some of the other meat, and to give him leave to eat of what he lik'd; but she would not agree to that, for, said she, the very Smell was Offensive to her, and therefore she would have it taken away, he said it should not be taken away, untill he
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had eaten as much as he would; but in fine, their words Multiplied, and gathered together in an outragious Tumult, raised their voices in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to an Uproar, and then from Words they went to Blows, flinging whatsoever came next to hand at one anothers head; their Guests being in dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger to be Hurt, rose from the Table, and Sir <hi>G. C.</hi> and his Lady rose also, and went to Cuffs, but their Friends did soon part them, and the Lady went Crying into her Chamber, and was Sick, because she had not her Will, at least Feign'd her self Sick; As for their Guests, they were rather invited to Fast than to Feast, as it fell out, for all the fine Quelquechose was spoil'd, and overthrown in the hurly burly, but the Beef was so Substantial and Solid, as it strongly kept its place, on which the Guests might have Fed; but Fright, Noise and Disorder, had taken away their Appetite to Eating. Thus, Madam, I have related these Feasts and Entertainings, to let you know the different Humours and Beha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viours of these two Ladies, the one having cause to be Angry, did Patiently and Discreet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly pass over her Injury, appearing Celestial, the other out of a vain Humour, fell into a raging Passion, the truth is, she shew'd her self a Fool, and behav'd her self as Mad. But leaving the Angelick Lady to be a Pattern to her Sex, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. &amp; S.</signed>
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<head>XXXIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not wonder, that the Lord <hi>C. R.</hi> should delight in Effeminate Pastimes, as Dancing, Fidling, Visiting, Junketting, Attiring, and the like, because he is an Effeminate Man, fitter to Dance with a Lady, than to Fight with an Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my; nor do I wonder that the Lord <hi>N. W.</hi> practises Riding, Fencing, Vaulting, Shooting, Hunting, Fortifying, Navigating, and the like, because he is an Heroick Man, fitter to Conquer a Nation, than to Dance a Galliard or Courant; nor I do not wonder that the Lord <hi>A. M.</hi> Drinks, Whores, Games, and the like, because he is a Debauch'd Man, apter to Quarrel than to Fight; neither do I wonder that the Lord <hi>L. V.</hi> Studies, Reads, Writes, Travels, In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quires and Searches for Right and Truth, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause he is a Wise Man; nor I do not wonder at the Lord <hi>F. O.</hi> that loves Amorous Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ships, because he is an Idle Man; nor I do not wonder at the Lord <hi>C. H.</hi> that Prayes to God, Sends to the Sick, and Relieves the Poor, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause he is a Good Man; nor do I wonder at the Lord <hi>W. I.</hi> who Extorts, Exacts, and De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceives, because he is a Wicked Man; neither do I wonder at the Lord <hi>C. C.</hi> who Visits the Meritorious, Applauds the Worthy, Assists the
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Industrious, and the like, because he is a Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerous Person; nor I do not wonder at the Lord <hi>G. R.</hi> that he Speaks false with his Tongue, Dissembles in his Countenance, Betrayes in his Actions, because he is a Base Man. Thus, Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, we may divide Mankind into eight parts, or rather into four; for those four, as the Effe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minate, Idle, Wicked, and Base, are but the Slime and Dung of Mankind, and onely the Heroick, Wise, Good, and Generous, are the Soul and Body of Mankind; the first are neither good for Citizens, Magistrates, nor Command<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers, but rather fit to be set in the fore-fronts of Battels to be Destroyed, or to fill up Breaches, being but Rubbish; but then you will say, this were the way to Destroy most Men in the World, the truth is, if it were not for such Men and Ravenous Beasts, the World would be ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther a Heaven than a World. But leaving them and Beasts, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="34" type="letter">
<head>XXXIV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased to Express to me in your last Letter, that you have been in the Country to see the Lady <hi>M. L.</hi> who seems
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Melancholy since she was married, which is a sign she is not pleas'd with the Condition of her Life; I believe one of the causes of her Melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choly is; that she is in the Country, wherein is little Resort, especially of courting Gallants, for most Women love Variety of Company, and much Company, even married Wives as well as Maids, neither do all Widows shun Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny; As for Maids, they have an excuse to get them Husbands, and Widows are at liberty to make a second, third, or fourth Choice, when their Husbands are dead, but Wives have no excuse for the Company of Courting Servants, and merry Meetings, but onely the Splene, which nothing can cure but Company and Jolli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, to divert Melancholy, and to remove the Splenetick Obstructions and Crude Vapours, for which Dancing, Feasting, Gaming, and the like, is the best Cure, <hi>Probatum est</hi>; Whereas the lone Company of a Husband is so far from working any Cure, as it is many times the Cause of the Disease; But if her Melancholy proceed from want of Variety of Company, I pitty both her Husband and Attendants, for most com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly a Peevish Frowardness doth attend that Melancholy, they will Quarrel with every Thing, and not be Pleased with Any, take Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceptions at every Word, complain of being Sick, but know not where their Pains are, even as Weary of Themselves, which makes their Husbands many times Weary of Them, and to Divert the Grief of their Wives Troubles, they
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Solace with their Wives Maids, who are more Pleasant Company, being not troubled with the Splene, as not having a Husband, nay, when they do Marry, their minds are so employ'd about getting a Livelihood, as they have not time to think of their Splenes, besides, they are forced to Labour and VVork for their Living, which keeps them from such Obstructions or Disease, and the Splene is a Disease which is onely a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst the Noble and Rich, whose VVealth makes them Idle, and their Idleness begets an appetite to Variety of Diets, Clothes, and Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, whereas Poor, Laborious People know not such Disease. But leaving this Theme, give me leave to welcom you out of the Country, and to acquaint you, that I will shortly Personal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly wait upon you, as is the duty of,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="35" type="letter">
<head>XXXV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>SIr <hi>W. C</hi>s. VVife you know hath a Conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sable and Ingenious VVit, yet not being very handsom, her Husband hath got him a Mistress, who is very beautiful and handsom, but yet she is a Fool; a Friend of his ask'd him why he
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chose a Fool for his Mistress? he said, he did not Court her for her Wit, but for her Beauty; for, said he, now I have a Mistress for Delight, and a Wife for Conversation, I have a Mistress to Look on, and Admire, and a Wife to Listen to and Discourse with, and both to Embrace at my Pleasure; but, said his Friend, if your Wife should come to know you have a Mistress, you will not take much Pleasure in her Conversati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, unless you account mourning Complaints of, or to you, Exclamations and Curses against you, cross Speeches, opposite Actions, and hideous Noise, to be Conversable and Delightful; for the truth is, said he, your Wife's words will be so Salt, Sharp, and Bitter, as they will Corrode your Mind, Leaven your Thoughts, and make your Life Unpleasant. My Wife, said Sir <hi>W. C.</hi> shall not know I have a Mistress; his Friend replied, your often Absence will Betray you, or else some other will tell her, for Adul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tery is like Murder, it seldom escapes finding out; and since that time Sir <hi>W. C</hi>s. Lady hath heard of her Husbands Mistress, but she seems not to be Angry at it, but talks of it with great Patience, saying, that if her Husband takes Pleasure in Variety, he will be more delighted with her Wit, than with his Mistress's Beauty, and will sooner be tired with gazing on One Ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject, than in hearing Divers Discourses and Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versions of Wit, Sense, Reason, Judgement, Fancy, and Speech; Besides, said she, VVit at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tracts the Mind more to Love, than Beauty to
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Admiration, and if my Husband Loves me Best, said she, I am well content he should Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire her Beauty Most, as also to Imbrace her as much as he pleases, for I am so Delighted, and VVedded to my own VVit, that I regard not my Husbands Amours nor Imbracings, for VVit is Spiritual and not Corporeal, it lives with the Mind, and not with the Body, being not subject to the gross Senses, for though Wit, said she, may be made known by VVords and Actions, yet those are but the Pictures of Wit's VVorks, not VVit it self, for that cannot be Drawn, it is beyond all Draughts; and so much Difference, said she, is between my Husband's Mistress and his VVife, as a Picture and an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>visible Spirit, which Spirit can both Help and Hurt, Delight and Terrifie, Damn and Glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fie; But howsoever, said she, my VVit shall not be my Husbands Evil Spirit, neither to Reproach him, nor to Disgrace, Reprove, De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lude, or Anger him, but it shall be alwayes ready to Defend, Commend, Inform, Delight, and if it could, to Reform him; but I believe, said she, that is past the power of my Wit, for it is a hard matter to Restrain Nature from Liberty, especially of the Appetites, for the Passions of the Mind are more easily Govern'd, than the Appetites of the Body, for they are Sensual and Brutal, wherefore Time is a better Refor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer of the Appetites than Reason. But, Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, this is to let you know the Lady <hi>W. C</hi>s. Wit, Discretion, and Temper, which is more
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than most of our Sex hath; and so leaving her to her Wit, and her Husband to Reforma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and his Mistress's Beauty to Time, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your most faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="36" type="letter">
<head>XXXVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>YOu were pleased in your last Letter to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>press, how Mr. <hi>P. C.</hi> is persecuted by an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other man's Whore, which is not usual, for though many men are Persecuted by their own Whores, both in Body, Mind, Course of Life, and Estate, Diseasing the One, Vexing the O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, Opposing the Third, and Spending the Fourth, yet not usually by any other man's, but their own, at least believing them to be onely theirs; but I believe Mr. <hi>P. C.</hi> will not easily clear himself from her, for Courtesans are often assisted by the Powerful, insomuch as in any Law-sute or petitioning Request, they shall be heard, and their Sute granted, although against all Law or Right; Such Power and Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour hath Concupiscence, as to corrupt Magi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>strates, bribe Judges, fee Lawyers, flatter Cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiers, and the truth is, intice, allure, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swade most of Mankind; but although there be in all Ages and Nations, Courtesans, and Men
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liable to be Tempted, yet men have not been fre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quently tempted, perswaded, or allured to Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry Courtesans, unless in this Age, wherein Courtesans are so Prevalent and Fortunate, as they do not onely get themselves Husbands, when Beauty and Lovers begin to leave them, but marry more Richly and Honourably for Dignities, than Honest, Chaste Widows, or Pure and Innocent Virgins, which is apt to make Honest and Chast Women to doubt, their Honesty and Chastity is not blest with such good Fortune as Dishonesty is, insomuch as those that are not Honest, merely, and for no o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther end, than for Honestie's sake, may be Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted through hopes of good Fortune; but where Virtue takes a thorow Possession, it never leaves the Habitation; yet many that have been Base, Wicked, and of Beastly Lives, may be Reformed, so as to become very Honest, Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy, and Pure, and such Reclamed Persons ought to be Esteem'd and Respected, for I am not of Mrs. <hi>F. R</hi>s. Humour, who Hates a Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formado. But some Men are of that Humour, as they Hate Honest, Chast Women, not onely out of a Despair of their Enjoyments, but that they love the Company and Conversation of Wanton and Free VVomen, insomuch that a Courtesan shall have a greater and stronger Power to Cause and Perswade Men to do Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons not onely to the Ruin of their Estates and Families, but to the Ruin of their Honours and Reputation, nay, to make them Unnatural, Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>travagant
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or Base, than an Honest Chast VVife hath to Perswade her Husband to keep his E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>state, Honour, or Honesty; for many a Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy and Honourable Person hath Degenerated from his Birth and Breeding, from his Natural Courage and Generosity, from his Loyalty and Duty, from his Natural Affection and Sacred Vows, from his Honour and Reputation, through the Perswasion of VVhores; nay, ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Men love a Whore so much more than an Honest and Chast VVoman, as many make better Husbands, and are more Fond and Kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er to their Wives if they be Libertines, than if they were Honest and True to their Marri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age-Bed; But leaving such men to their own Heads, and their VVives to their Neighbours Beds, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="37" type="letter">
<head>XXXVII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>YOu were pleas'd to tell me in your last Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, that there was a great and earnest Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pute between <hi>O. G.</hi> and <hi>C. O.</hi> in Divinity, as to prove many things which are easier to be Belie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved than Proved; for though Proof makes Knowledg, yet Belief doth not make Proof;
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for though many thousands of men Believe a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like one Thing or Things a thousand years, yet neither the number of Men, nor of Years, doth prove it to be true, it only proves that so many Men did believe it for so many Years; for though there be many things in Nature that may be Conceiv'd, and Demonstrated to Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son, at least, to have a Probability in Reason, but cannot be Demonstrated to the Senses, yet the Conceptions do oftener deceive, not onely the Reason, but the Senses, than the Senses do the Reason or Conception, for though the Senses may, and are oftentimes Mistaken and Deluded, yet they are the most certain and surest Guides and Informers we have; But Divinity is above all Sense and Reason, as also all Demonstrations, wherefore Faith is required in all Religions, for what cannot be Conceived or Apprehended, must be Believed, and if the chief Pillar of Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligion is Faith, Men should Believe more, and Dispute less, for Disputations do argue Weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness of Faith, nay, they make a Strong Faith Faint, for all Disputes in Divinity are Enemies to Faith, and are apt through Contradictions and Different Opinions, to Destroy Religion, ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king the Thoughts and Mind Atheistical, and the VVords Sophistical, Men spending more time in Disputing than Praying, rather striving to Express their VVit than to Increase their Knowledge, for Divine Mysteries are beyond all Natural Capacity, and the School-men have rather taught Men Contradictions than Truth,
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and Church-men rather Division than Union. But all Disputes and Arguments in Divinity are onely fit for Church-men, whose Profession is to be Teachers and Instructors in the Divine Laws, and not for Lay-men, unless they intend to be Church-men: for as all National Laws have Judges, Serjeants, Barresters, Attornies, and the like, to Perform and Execute the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon and Civil Laws, that have been Prudently Enacted for the Good and Benefit of the Bodily Life and Commonwealth; so there are Bishops, Deans, Deacons, Parish-Priests and Curats, to Perform and Execute the Divine Laws, which have been Spiritually Enacted for the Salvation of mens Souls; and as Lawyers are Informers of the National Laws, and Pleaders of Causes, so Ministers are Informers of the Divine Laws, and Teachers of good Life, and all Spiritual Causes should be Decided by the Bishops, as all National or Human Causes by the Judges, o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therwise there would be a Confusion both in Church and State; wherefore those that are not of that Profession, ought not to meddle there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with, or Dispute thereof, but to Submit to that which our Fore-fathers thought fit to Enact, Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der, and Dispose, for the good of their Succes<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sors, and Succedent Times; And so leaving <hi>O. G.</hi> and <hi>C. O.</hi> to agree if they can, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="38" type="letter">
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<head>XXXVIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased to desire, that one of my Servants should inquire for Sir <hi>N. G.</hi> and give him a Letter, or to leave the Letter at his Lodgings. Madam, I must tell you what I hear, which is, that he may be Enquired for, but be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he can be Found, or his Lodgings Known, he will be gone out of the Town; not that he obscures his Lodging, but that he Stayes not any where, for he is like a Shadow, or a Ghost, when you think it is so near as to speak to it, it straight appears afar off, or Vanishes away; and he is not onely in this City, but in every Town, for he rides from Town to Town, as Birds flie from Tree to Tree, and his onely bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>siness is for Divertisement for Health, so that his Life is as if it rid Post; but let him ride from Death as far as he can, and do what he can to Shun it, yet Death will Meet him at his Journeys end, and there Arrest him, and Impri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son his Body in a Grave, for Time hath laid an Action of Battery against him, and hath now threescore and fifteen years Summoned him to Appear, but as yet he keeps out of Sight, and will as long as he can, as we may perceive by his riding, and short stay in every place he comes to. Indeed Nature hath been his Friend, and seems
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to be so still, and as long as she Protects him, Death cannot get him; nay, she hath Favour'd him more than many of his Neighbours, or Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaintance, for he never stayes so long in one place, as to make a Neighbourhood, but hath Acquaintance in every place; neither doth he tronble any Acquaintance with long Visits, but onely as to ask how they do, and so farewel; he doth not stay to examin the long Welfare of his old Acquaintance, nor to make tedious Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plements with new Acquaintance, nor stayes to inquire for those Acquaintance he sees not, but he will make new Acquaintance at first sight; and this Advantage he hath by riding to several pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, if it be any, that he hears more News than any other man, for he meets News in eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry Town, which his Memory like a Portman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tua carries with him, and as in every Town he takes up some News, so in every Town he leaves some; But such a Posting Life, were I a Man, would be Wearisom to me, for it would soon Tire my Life, or Rid me out of the World, at least to my thinking, although to him it is a Sport and Pleasure, or else he would not do so, since he is not Constrain'd thereto. Wherefore, as for your Letter, it must either be sent back to you again, or else it must lie here as a Watch to Take him, for it is impossi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble it should Overtake him, nor can any one tell where to find him, except those that are in the same place he is, which soon changes to Is not, so as one may say, he Is,
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and Is not, he is like a Juglers Ball, 'tis here, 'tis gone; but he is no Jugler himself, for I hear he is a very Worthy Person, and his Honest and Harmless Endeavour to Prolong his Life, shews him a Wise man; and so lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving him and your Letter to meet, though I know not when, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="39" type="letter">
<head>XXXIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>I May give the Lady <hi>F. L.</hi> Joy of her second Marriage, for I hear she is Married again; but I fear it will be applyed to her, what is said of another Lady, who Married first very well for Title and Wealth, her Husband being in Years, but she very Poor, and amongst much Company it was told, she seem'd to be a Crafty, Witty Woman, that she could get such an Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; no, said one man, it was not the VVit or Craft of the Lady, that got her such a Husband, but the Folly of the Man that Married such a VVife; and after he Died and left her very Rich, she married a Young man that had no Estate, and then they said, that it seem'd her second Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band was a VVise Man, that he could get so Rich
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a Wife; no, said the former Man, it was not the Wisdom of the Man, but the Folly of the Woman, that caus'd that Match; so she was even with her first Husband in Folly, for he play'd the Fool to Marry her, and she play'd the Fool to Marry her second Husband. Thus most of the World of mankind is mistaken, for what they Attribute to some men's Wit, is o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther men's Folly, but for Marriages, the truth is, that Folly makes more Marriages than Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence; as for Example, Mr. <hi>A. B.</hi> hath Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried a Common Courtesan, if she had been Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular, it had been more Excusable; but all men are not so foolish, for I hear that Sir <hi>W. S.</hi> will rather indure the Persecution of his own Cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tesan, than Marry her. But leaving the Lady <hi>F. L.</hi> to her new Husband, and Mr. <hi>A. B.</hi> to his new Wife, and Sir <hi>W. S.</hi> to his pursuing Whore, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your most faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="40" type="letter">
<head>XL.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Have observed, that in time of Peace most men study the School-men and Fathers, and in times of War they study Martial-men and Poets, or rather Practise what former Martial-men
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have Taught, and Repeat what former Poets have VVritten, for when they are in Garrisons, or have any spare time from Fight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, as Assaulting, or Defending, they will chuse to read <hi>Homer, Virgil,</hi> and <hi>Lucian,</hi> rather than St. <hi>Ambrose,</hi> St. <hi>Hierome,</hi> St. <hi>Augustin,</hi> St. <hi>Chrysostome,</hi> or the like, or rather than they will read Books of Controversies, as <hi>Scotus, Thomas Aquinas,</hi> and others, they will read <hi>Caesar</hi>'s <hi>Commentaries</hi>; the truth is, though School-men and Books of Controversies do not Fight Combats, yet they make Quarrels and Disputations, so that there are More, Oftener, and Continual Wars in Schools than in the Field, onely that their Weapons they use in Schools, are not so deadly as those that are used in the Field, for there is great difference be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween Tongues and Swords, Words and Blows; The truth is, Scholars and Women quarrel much alike, as after the same manner, wherein is more Noise than Danger, and more Spite than Mischief; but yet different Opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons in Religion and Laws in a Commonwealth, cause Cruel Civil Wars, making Factions and Parties, with Disputations and Arguments, and nothing will decide the Quarrel but Blood and Death, nor end the War, but Destruction of the Whole, or Conquering Victory of the one Party over the other, whereof the late Wars in this Country are a woful Example, all being brought to Confusion with Preaching and Pleading, on the one side Preachers and Plead<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers
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became Souldiers, on the other side, Souldi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers became Preachers and Pleaders, so that the Word and the Sword made great Troubles, and grievous Calamities in these Nations, and though there hath been much Blood Shed, many Lives Lost, Men Banish'd, and Fami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lies Ruined, yet there are Divisions still; But leaving VVar and Strife, and Praying for Peace and Quiet, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="41" type="letter">
<head>XLI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>'TIs now become a fashion for men to brag of their Fortunes or Estates, to get Credit, as to Borrow, or run on the Score, for they think if Trades-men believe they are able to Pay, they will be willing to Trust, and if they can get Trust, they'l spend as long as their Credit will last, and when they ow Most, they bear up Highest, for Tradesmen for fear of Losing what they have Trusted or Lent, will Trust or Lend more in hope to be paid All at last, so as they fling the Handle after the Hatchet; and whereas at first the Borrowers are Humble to get Cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit, at last the Creditors become Humble Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titioners for their Own, and VVait for an Answer
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with their Caps in their hands, and the Borrower, like a proud Favorite, will hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly be Seen or Spoken to, nay, when he vouchsafes them his Presence and An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swer, he gives them VVords for Pay, and Promises more than he is able to Perform, and sometimes they have Frowns and Checks, for being so Presumptuous to Come before they were Sent for, or so Bold to Ask for what was justly Owing them; But cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly Creditors deserve good VVords for their good Deeds, though they can get no Mony for their VVares. But in these needy times Tradesmen must venture to Trust, or else they will hardly put off their Commodi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, for where one payes ready Mony, five, nay twenty, run on the Score; the reason is, there is not so much Mony <hi>in Specie,</hi> not in all <hi>Europe,</hi> nay, in the VVorld, as to pay readily for all that is Bought, for there are more Commodities than Mony, I may say, more Paper than Mony, for Paper and Parchment payes more than Mony; a little Mony sprinkled amongst many Bills and Bonds, keeps up Commerce and Trading throughout the VVorld, more than Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>change of Commodities doth. But those live most at Ease that Borrow not, and those that Lend not have the most Friends, for ther's an old Saying, Lend your Mony, and Lose your Friend; the truth is, a man shall soon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er lose a Friend with a Debt, than get a Friend
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by a Gift. But leaving Debts and Gifts to the Poor and the Rich, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="42" type="letter">
<head>XLII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am sorry Sir <hi>F.O.</hi> hath Undervalued himself so much below is Birth and VVealth, as to Marry his Kitchin-maid, but it was a sign he had an Hungry Appetite, or that he lived a Solitary Life, Seeing no better Company, or Conversed not with VVomen of Quality; or else he hath been too Privately Kind, and was loth to have it Publickly Known; or he hath tried her Virtue, and so Married her for Chastity, though many VVomen will Deny some, and Grant to others; or else he Married her for Beauty, or VVit, or both, although the Inferiour or meaner sort of People, especially VVomen, are oftener own<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers of Beauty than Wit, and if they have some Wit, it is onely Sharp Replies, which are a kind of a Scolding; and I have heard that the VVay or Manner of Courtship amongst the Inferiour sort of People in <hi>E.</hi> is Scolding, they Scold themselves into Matrimony, or at least, make Love in a rough, rude Style; But perchance Sir <hi>F. O.</hi> Married his Kitchin-maid in hopes she
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would make a Nimble and Obedient Wife, which he might fear one of Equal Birth would not be; Indeed he hath chosen one out of the humblest Offices, or Houshold Imployments, for the Kitchin for the most part is the lowest Room in a House; Yet I write not this as belie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving he may not be Happy in his Choice, for 'tis likely the Match may be more Happy than Honourable, and if he thinks it no Disgrace, or cares not for Disgrace, all is well, for it onely concerns himself, as having no Parents living to Grieve or Anger, nor no former Children to Suffer by. But though her Office and Birth were both Dripping or Basting, yet his Dignity and Wealth hath made her a gay Lady; and so leaving him to his dish of Brewess, I rest,</p>
<p>
<hi>Madam,</hi>
</p>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="43" type="letter">
<head>XLIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>YOu were pleas'd to desire me to send you my opinion of Mrs. <hi>R. E</hi>s. Wit, truly I cannot judge of her Wit until I have a longer Acquaintance with her, for there are many se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral Degrees, and divers Sorts of VVit, as from a Pint to a Tun, or Teirce, or Pipe of VVit, all which may be drawn Dry, and their Brains be
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as Empty Barrels; and some have Rivers, or Seas of Wit, which sometimes Ebb and some Flow, wherein some have Double Tides; and others have Springs of Wit, which issue out in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to small Streams, but make great Flouds, by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son they constantly Flow without Intermission. But there are not many Seas, nor Rivers, nor Floods, nor Springs of Wit, for there are more Bottels than Springs, and more Barrels than Seas of Wit. As for Spring Wit, it is Fresh, Sweet, Calm, Smooth, Pure, Bright and Clear, whereas Sea Wit is Salt, Sad, Fomy, Rough, Boi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sterous, Unsteady, &amp; sometimes Dangerous. And as there are several Degrees of Wit for Quanti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and Sorts of Wit for Quality, so there are Several Weights of Wit, for Salt Wit is Heavy and Searching, it Presses to the Centre, and Peir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces to the Quick, and opens the Obstructions of the World of Mankind, like as Mineral VVa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters do the Splene, or the like parts of the Body, whereas Fresh Spring Wit is Light and Airy, Running with a Smooth and Quick Motion, Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>freshing the VVorld of Mankind, Bathing the Soul, Cleansing the Thoughts, and Quenching the Drought of Time, which is Overheated with Running; but least my Pen should become Dry with Writing, having not VVit enough to Moisten it, I'le take my leave, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>XLIV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>AS it was formerly the Fashion, or Custom of those that received Visits, if they were Weary of their Visitors, to look in their Watch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>es, or to Gape, or Yawn; so now it is to have al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes, or for the most part, Pen, Ink, and Paper lying upon the Table in their Chamber, for an Excuse they are writing Letters; as for the first, it is Rude, and the last for the most part is False; wherefore methinks it would be an Honester and Nobler Custom to speak the Truth, as to say, they Desire not to be Visited, at such Times as they would not have Company, or from such Persons as they Care not for, or to tell them tru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, that they cannot Entertain them, having some Occasions which require their Attendance or Imployment, or that they are not Well, and Company would be Troublesome to them; But to receive their Visits, and then not Entertain them Handsomly, Civilly, Courteously, but Dissemblingly, Carelesly or Disrespectfully, is neither fit for Persons of Quality to do to any Company, if they will think them worthy to receive a Visit of them; neither fit for Persons of Quality to suffer from any Person; But the Visited and Visitors do not alwayes know how to Behave themselves, for Noble Births may
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have Mean Breeding, for some are Nobly Born and Meanly Bred, and some are Hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly Born and Nobly Bred, and some are Nobly Born and Nobly Bred, but those are Few, and some are neither VVell Born nor VVell Bred, and those are Many, but very Few are Bred so Exactly, as to know Punctually how to Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>have themselves to every particular Person, and in every several Company, much less in every Action of their Life, which are almost Innumerous, and as Different. VVherefore those are most to be Commended, that can go through the Course of their Life with fewest Errours; a Busie Nature is apt to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit Most, and they that meddle least in the Affairs of the VVorld, and are most sparing of Speech, commit Fewest. 'Tis true, every living man commits some, but thos<gap reason="illegible: faint" extent="1 letter">
<desc>•</desc>
</gap> are Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>py that can Reckon their Errours, that they are not past Account. But if I write my Letter longer, I shall add one Errour more to those ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny that are past, although I am sure you will pardon those wherewith I have offended you, as believing they were not willingly, but ignorant<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly committed by,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="45" type="letter">
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<head>XLV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>SInce I writ to you that Letter of the first of the last Month, I have several times Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versed with Mrs. <hi>R. E.</hi> and I find her Wit runs in Parts, like as Musick, where there must be several Parties to Play or Sing several Parts; she is not a whole Consort her self, neither can she Play the grounds of Wit, but yet she can make a shift to fill up a Note; and it is to be observed, that Wit in several Persons runs on several Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects, but few have general Wits, as to Play Musically upon every Subject, especially with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out making a Fault, for I have known some, on some particular Subjects, will be wonderful Witty, and on others mere Dunces and Idiots. And for parts of Wit, some have Gossiping Wit, as Midwife and Nurse Wit, also Wafer and Hippocras Wit, Ale and Cake Wit, as in Christning, Churching, Lying in, and other Gossipings; Others have Bridal Wit, Game-some Wit, also Gaming Wit, Tavern-Wit, Brothel-VVit, and some have Court-VVit, which is a Jeering, Scoffing Wit, but all these are but Scums or Dregs of VVit, onely Scum-VVit swims on the top, which soon boyls over, and Dreg-VVit lies at the bottom, and is hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly stirr'd without much motion to raise it up.
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Thus several sorts of Wit run about amongst Mankind, and Mrs. <hi>E. R</hi>s. Wit is a <hi>Plato<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nick</hi> Wit, as loving Friendships, and the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versation of Souls, but take her from the <hi>Pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonicks,</hi> and she is gone, both from Wit and Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstanding, or those are gone from her; and so leaving her to her single-Self, and her Wit to her <hi>Platonick</hi>-Lover, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="46" type="letter">
<head>XLVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>I Have observ'd, that in all Combustions and Wars, those get more Favour and Profit that enter into them Latest, for those that are at the Beginning, for the most part, are Losers, either in Lives, or Estates, or both, and are least Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured by those they Fight or Adventure for, nay most commonly they are Disfavour'd; wherefore, if Honour and Honesty would give leave, were I a Man, I would not enter until the last course, for that is Sweetest, like a Banquet; But because Honour and Honesty would Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clame against me, for preferring Profit and Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>motion before Them, therefore a Man ought to do his Endeavour in a Just Cause, for Honour
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and Honestie's sake, although he were sure to lose his Liberty, Estate or Life. But leaving VVar, Loss, Disfavour and Preferment to VVorthy Persons, and Unjust States and Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="47" type="letter">
<head>XLVII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>TH' other day the Lady <hi>S. M.</hi> was to Visit me, and I gave her Joy, she said she should have Joy indeed if it were a Son, I said, I bid her Joy of her Marriage, for I had not seen her since she was a Wife, and had been Married, which was some four VVeeks ago, wherefore I did not know she was with Child; but she rasp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing wind out of her Stomack, as Childing-VVo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men usually do, making Sickly Faces to express a Sickly Stomack, and fetching her Breath short, and bearing out her Body, drawing her Neck downward, and standing in a weak and faint Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sture, as great bellied VVives do, bearing a hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy Burden in them, told me she had been with Child a fortnight, though by her behaviour one would not have thought she had above a VVeek to go, or to reckon; But she is so pleased with the Belief she is with Child (for I think
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she cannot perfectly Know her self, at most it is but breeding Child) as she Makes or Believes her self Bigger than she Appears, and says, she Longs for every Meat that is Difficult to be got<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten, and Eats and Drinks from Morning till Night, with very little intermission, and some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times in the Night; whereupon I told her, if she did so, I believ'd she would be bigger Belli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed and greater Bodied, whether she were with Child or not; besides Eating so much would make her Sick, if she were not with Child; she answer'd, that Women with Child might Eat Any thing, and as Much as they would or could, and it would do them no Harm. But I have ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>serv'd, that generally VVomen take more Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure when they are with Child, than when they are not with Child, not onely in Eating more, and Feeding more Luxuriously, but taking a Pride in their great Bellies, although it be a Natural Effect of a Natural Cause; for like as VVomen take a greater Pride in their Beauty, than Pleasure or Content in their Virtue, so they take more Pride in Being with Child, than in Having a Child, for when they are brought to Bed, and up from their Lying in, they seem nothing so well Pleased, nor so Proud, as when they were great with Child; and to prove they are Prouder, and take more Pleasure in Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with Child, and in Lying in, than in Having a Child, is their Care, Pains, and Cost, in Get<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting, Making, and Buying Fine and Costly Childbed-Linnen, Swadling-Cloths, Mantles,
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and the like; as also fine Beds, Cradles, Baskets, and other Furniture for their Chambers, as Hangings, Cabinets, Plates, Artificial Flowers, Looking-glasses, Skreens, and many such like things of great Cost and Charge, besides their Banquets of Sweet-meats and other Junkets, as Cakes, Wafers, Biskets, Jellies, and the like, as also such strong Drinks, as methinks the very Smell should put a Childbed-Wife into a Fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver, as Hippocras and Burnt-Wine, with Hot Spices, Mulled Sack, Strong and High-colour'd Ale, well Spiced, and Stuffd with Tosts of Cake, and the like, all which is more chargeable than to bring up a Child when it is Born; nay, they will rather want Portions for their Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren, when they are grown to be Men or Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, or want sufficiency of Means to pay for their Learning and Education, than want these Extravagancies of Luxury and Vanity at their Birth; and their Children being Christ'ned, are like some Brides and Bridegrooms, that are so Fine on their Wedding-day, as they are forc'd to go in Raggs all their lives after, which me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thinks is very strange, that for the Vanity and Shew of one day, they will spend so much as to be Beggars all their lives after; But as I said, this Proves that Women take a greater Pride and Pleasure in Being with Child, than in Ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving Children well Bred, and well-Bestow'd or Maintain'd, when grown to Years; and that which makes me wonder more, is, that Wise Men will suffer their Foolish Wives to be so
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Foolishly and Imprudently Expensive, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore such men are worthy to be Impoverished, that will suffer their wives to be so Vain, for it shews them to be better Husbands than Fathers, Kinder to their VVives than Careful of their Children, also it shews them Fonder Husbands than Loving Children, because they Ruin their Fore-fathers Posterity, by Impove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rishing their own Succession, and that onely to Please their Wives Humours, and to Expend for their Wives Vanities. But leaving the La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy <hi>S. M.</hi> to her Breeding Pride or Pride of Breeding, to her Sick Pleasure or Pleasurable Sickness, to her Luxurious Feeding, and Vain Providing, and wishing her a good Gossiping, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="48" type="letter">
<head>XLVIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IT requires Experience, Skill, and Practice, for Men, Civilly, yet Courtly, to Entertain and Accompany Women in Visiting, or the like; they must sit within a Respectful Distance, with their Hats off, and Begin a Discourse, but let the VVoman Follow it, which they will do un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>til they are out of Breath; also they must not
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Interrupt them in their Talk, but let them Speak as Much, or as Long as they will, or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Can, for our Will to Talk is beyond our Power, but though we want not Words, yet we want Understanding and Knowledge to Talk Perpetually; Neither must Men Contradict Women, although they should Talk Non<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sense, which oftentimes they do, but must seem to Applaud and Approve, with gentle Nods and Bows, all they say; also they must View their Faces with Admiring Eyes, although they were Ill-favour'd, but those that are Beautiful, their Eyes must be Fix'd on them, or else seem to be Dazled; likewise they must seem to Start at their Calls, and Run with an affrighted hast, to Obey their Commands. Such, and many the like Ceremonies and Fooleries there are of this kind from Men to Women, but these are ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther from Strangers than Domestick Acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance. Wherefore setting aside antick Follies, yet a Civil Respect and Regard is due to the Fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>male Sex from the Masculine, even from the Greatest to the Meanest; and so leaving Men to their Constrain'd Civilities and Feign'd Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mirations, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="49" type="letter">
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<head>XLIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not wonder that <hi>C. R.</hi> will not trust <hi>E. D.</hi> in any business of great Concernment, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though an Able man to manage great Affairs, by reason he hath been False, although he seems now Faithful and True; but Wise men are as Jealous of those men that have been Dishonest in the matter of Trust, as of those women that have been Dishonest in the matter of Love; for though they may be true Converts, yet those that are Wary will fear they do but Dissemble, for those that are Evil do not so Easily nor Sud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denly turn to Good, as those that are Good are Apt to turn to Evil, for though Repentance doth cast forth the flowing part of Evil, yet many times there are Dregs, which lie lurking in the Mind or Soul, which in time, with the help of Opportunity and Advancement, may Increase again into their former Evil Condition; and VVise men know that there is less Danger in trusting an Honest Fool than a Subtil Knave; the truth is, it is pitty that Honesty and Ingenui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty or Ability should not Inhabit together, for, for the most part they live asunder, as Ability and Ingenuity with Dishonesty, which Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>powers and Inables such men to do the greater Mischiefs, for Subtil VVit and great Knavery
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take delight to do what is VVorst, and For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune many times favours them Best, and the Actors Glory most in their VVicked Deeds; But leaving <hi>C. R.</hi> to his VVisdom, and <hi>E. D.</hi> to Truth or Dissembling, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="50" type="letter">
<head>L.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Cannot wonder that Mrs. <hi>F. G.</hi> is so desirous of a Husband, for I observe, that all Unmar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried VVomen, both Maids and VVidows, are the like, insomuch that there are more Custom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers that go to <hi>Hymen</hi>'s Markets, which are Churches, Playes, Balls, Masks, Marriages, <hi>&amp;c.</hi> than there are Husbands to be Sold, and all Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces are bidden there, as Beauty, Birth, Breeding, Wit and Virtue, though Virtue is a Coin whereof is not much; but Husbands are so scarce, especially Good ones, as they are at such great Rates, that an indifferent Price will not Purchase any one, wherefore those that will Buy them, must be so Rich as to be able to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stow an extraordinary Price of Beauty, Birth, Breeding, Wit or Virtue, and yet much ado to Purchase any one, nay, some cannot be had without all those joyn'd into One; But <hi>Venus</hi>'s
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Markets, which are also Publick Meetings, (for all Markets are Publick) are so well stor'd of all sorts and degrees of Titles, Professions, Ages, and the like, as they are as Cheap as stinking Makrel, and all Coins are current there, but Virtue, wherefore that is never offer'd; 'tis true, the Markets of <hi>Hymen</hi> and <hi>Venus</hi> are in one and the same City or Place, yet <hi>Hymen</hi> and <hi>Venus</hi> Sell apart, like as several Grasiers bring their Beasts to one Market or Fair; I call them several Markets, to make a Distinction of which belongs to <hi>Hymen,</hi> and which to <hi>Venus</hi>; but for better Distinction's sake, I will put them into Shops apart, or into as many Pews in one Church, or Compare them to several Scenes in one Mask, several Acts in one Play, for as ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Stalls or Shops there are in one Market, and several Magistrates in one City, so many Shops hath <hi>Hymen</hi> and <hi>Venus</hi> in one Market; but the Cheapest that are to be sold out of <hi>Hymen's</hi> Shops, are young Novices; and although there is much scarcity in <hi>Hymen</hi>'s Shops, yet the Price of Gold or such Riches, if they be offer'd, buyes any man that is there to be sold, which are Batchelours and Widdowers, for there's no Married man in <hi>Hymen</hi>'s Shops, unless un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known that they were bought before, and once Discover'd, they are Punish'd, for Married men can neither be Bought nor Sold by <hi>Hymen</hi> or his Customers, until they be Widowers; but in <hi>Venus</hi> Shops there be as many, if not more, Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried men than Batchelours or Widowers; but
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both in <hi>Hymen</hi>'s and <hi>Venus</hi>'s Shops there are of all sorts, Better and Worse, as Mean Persons and others of Quality, Handsom and not Hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>som, Old and Young, and of middle Years; And as for Women, few are Sold in Shops, for they are the Buyers, and Married Women are the best Customers <hi>Venus</hi> hath; &amp; though Married Women go to the Publick Market, which are Publick Meetings, as Fine as they can be Drest, and to the Publick View, out of pretence to meet there, and speak with such of their Friends that are <hi>Hymen</hi>'s Customers, as also to help those Friends to Choose and Bargain for a Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band, or to keep them Company, yet when they go to <hi>Venus</hi>'s Shops they go Covered with their Veils, or rather Follies, for fear they should be known of their Husbands that lye there to be sold, for though they go Uncovered to <hi>Hymen</hi>'s Shops, as with their Friends, to Assist them, yet to <hi>Venus</hi>'s Shops they go alone. Thus Married and Unmarried take some occasion to be at the Market, and thus there is more Trade, Traf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fick and Commerce, in this Market than in any other; But such Persons as will live Single and Chast, never come there, unless some few; and this sort of Persons for the most part live in <hi>Diana</hi>'s Court, which are Cloisters or Monaste<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries; also some few Married Wives that live Retired, do not Frequent this Market, but if they do, they never come into any of the Shops, but stand in the midst of the Market-place, that it may be known they Buy nothing
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there; But Madam, I will leave this Discourse, for though I am one of <hi>Hymen</hi>'s Subjects, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a Married Wife, yet I am none of <hi>Venus</hi>'s Customers, but,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="51" type="letter">
<head>LI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YEsterday Mrs. <hi>P. I.</hi> was to Visit me, who pray'd me to present her Humble Service to you, but since you saw her she is become an Alt'red Woman, as being a Sanctified Soul, a Spiritual Sister, she hath left Curling her Hair, Black Patches are become Abominable to her, Laced Shoes and Galoshoes are Steps to Pride, to go Bare-neck'd she accounts worse than Adul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tery; Fans, Ribbonds, Pendants, Neckcloaths, and the like, are the Temptations of Satan, and the Signs of Damnation; and she is not onely Transform'd in her Dress, but her Garb and Speech, and all her Discourse, insomuch as you would not know her if you saw her, unless you were inform'd who she was; She Speaks of no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but Heaven and Purification, and after some Discourse, she ask'd me, what Posture I thought was the best to be used in Prayer? I
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said, I thought no Posture was more becoming, nor did fit Devotion better, than Kneeling, for that Posture did in a manner Acknowledg from Whence we came, and to What we shall return, for the Scripture says, from Earth we came, and to Earth we shall return; then she spoke of Prayers, for she is all for Extemporary Prayers, I told her, that the more Words we used in Prayer, the Worse they were Accepted, for I thought a Silent Adoration was better Accepted of God, than a Self-conceited Babling; Then she ask'd me, if I thought one might not be Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fined, by Tempering their Passions and Appe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tites, or by Banishing the Worst of them from the Soul and Body, to that Degree, as to be a Dei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, or so Divine, as to be above the Nature of Man; I said no, for put the case Men could turn Brass or Iron, or such gross Metals, into Gold, and Refine that Gold into its height of Purity, yet it would be but a Metal still; so likewise the most Refined Man would be but Human still, he would be still a Man, and not a God; nay, take the Best of Godly Men, such as have been Refi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned by Grace, Prayer and Fasting, to a degree of Saints, yet they were but Human and Men still, so long as the Body and Soul were joyn'd toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, but when they were Separated, what the Soul would be, whether a God, a Devil, a Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, or Nothing, I could not tell; with that she Lifted up her Eyes, and Departed from me, Believing I was one of the Wicked and Repro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bate, not capable of a Saving Grace, so as I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve
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she will not come near me again, lest her Purity should be Defiled in my Company, I believe the next news we shall hear of her, will be, that she is become a Preaching Sister; I know not what Oratory the Spirit will Inspire her with, otherwise I believe she will make no E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loquent Sermons, but I think those of her Cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling do defie Eloquence, for the more Non-sense they Deliver, the more they are Admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red by their Godly Fraternity. But leaving her to her Self-denying, I return to Acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledg my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="52" type="letter">
<head>LII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not wonder that there are Pimps or Bawds, for Base Vices and Wicked Base<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness are too Frequent in this Age, to be Wonder'd at, and certainly the like is in e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very Age, for the Composition of Mankind is not so Pure, but there are both Scum and Dregs, the which are for the most part the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feriour sort of People, but which I wonder at, is, that the Lord <hi>P. B.</hi> should be a Pimp, and the Lady <hi>B. B.</hi> a Bawd, Persons of
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such Quality, where it was more likely that some Inferiour Persons should Pimp and Bawd for Them, that they should be so Low, as to Pimp and Bawd for Others; But perchance some can tell, that they do make use of such Inferiour Persons for their Own turn, as they are for the turn of Others; howsoever the Actions of this Lord and La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy shew, that their Births were better than their Breeding, or that Fortune hath Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour'd them more with Titles, than Nature hath Indued them with Noble Dispositions; and thus having more Honour from Fortune than Nature, more Antiquity by Birth than Virtue by Breeding, 'tis the Cause that the Practice of their Lives is not answera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to the Degree of their Dignities; but for the most part such Base Actions are pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced either out of Extreme Poverty, or Covetousness of Presents, or Ambition of Preferments, for Bauding and Pimping is seldom done <hi>Gratis</hi>; But those that are tru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Noble, that is, have Noble Souls and Honourable Natures, can never be Forced, Perswaded, or Inticed to do a Base Action, insomuch as they will rather choose to do a more Wicked Action (as we hold it) which is not mixt with Baseness, as Heroi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cally to Kill themselves, than Basely Betray Chastity, and Beastly Procure Wanton A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mours, for where Honour and Virtue takes a thorow Possession, they never leave their
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Habitation, no more than my Friendship with your Ladiship, for I am, and will ever be,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Ladiships faithful Friend, and humble Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="53" type="letter">
<head>LIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>MRs. <hi>W. S.</hi> doth not Approve of Sir <hi>C. R.</hi> she absolutely Refuses him for a Husband, she sayes he is Effeminate, and she Hates an Ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feminate Man, as Nature Abhors Vacuity; she sayes, she had rather have a Debauch'd Man for a Husband, by reason Debauchery had some Courage, although the worst part of Courage, for it durst Encounter Fevers, Gouts, Stone, Pox, and many the like Diseases, not but that Effeminacy and Debauchery are sometimes joyn'd in one Person, but not commonly; but, she sayes, she will never Marry, unless she may have a Valiant, Wise man, such a man that will not Rashly or Foolishly Quarrel, but Warily and Resolutely Fight, that doth not onely mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure his Sword, but his Quarrel, by the Length and Breadth of Honour, a man that is not out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wardly Formal, but inwardly Rational, that weighs not his Words by the Number, but by the Sense, whose Actions are Levelled by the
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Rule of Honesty and Prudence; such a Man she will have for a Husband. The Lady <hi>P. E.</hi> hearing her, said, she could help her to an Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band that had the Reputation of Valour and Wisdom, but he was Severe; Mrs. <hi>W. S.</hi> said, she had rather a Severe Wise man, than a Facil Fool; but said the Lady <hi>P. E.</hi> if you have this man, he will keep you strictly to a Wife's Obe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience; she said, she was Content, were he ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver so Severe, nay, did his Severity extend to the Verge of Cruelty, for she had rather be Bea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten by a Wise man, than Kiss'd by a Fool; But leaving her at this time without a Husband's Kisses or Blows, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="54" type="letter">
<head>LIV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>TH' other day the Lady <hi>D. C.</hi> and the Lady <hi>G. B.</hi> came to Visit me, and being both met together, as Visitants, they fell into a Discourse of History, and so of former Times, and Persons of both Sexes, at last they fell into a Discourse of Married Wives, giving their Opinions of Good and Bad Wives that had lived in former Ages, and the Lady <hi>D. C.</hi> said, that <hi>Lucretia</hi> was the Best Wife that ever History mentioned, in that
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she Kill'd her self to save her Husbands Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour, being a Dishonour for a Husband to have an Abused, as a Ravished Wife, for though her Husband was not a Cuckold through her free Consent, yet was he a Cuckold through her Inforcement, which was a Dishonour in the se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cond Degree; The Lady <hi>G. B.</hi> said, that though she did believe <hi>Lucretia</hi> was a very Chast Woman, and a Virtuous and Loving Wife, yet whether she Kill'd her self to save her Husbands Honour of her Own, she could not Judge, unless she had the Effect of a God, to know the Minds and Thoughts of human Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, for perchance <hi>Lucretia</hi> might know, or verily believe, that when her Husband should come to know the dishonourable Abuse that was done unto her, he would have Kill'd her him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self, not so much through a Jealous mistrust of her, but for the Dishonour or Disgrace of the Abuse, and if so, then the Cause of <hi>Lucretia's</hi> Killing her self, was as much through Prudence &amp; Wisdom as through Virtue, for in Killing her self she gain'd an Immortal Fame, for Dying by her Own hand she seem'd Innocent, whereas, had she Dyed by her Husband's hand or com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, the World being Censorious, would have thought her a Criminal; wherefore, since <hi>Lucre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tia</hi> must Dye, she chose the best way, to Dye by her own voluntary Act, but had <hi>Lucretia</hi> been Unmarried, said she, and had been so Abused, she had been a Fool to have Kill'd her self, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore she had endeavoured to have Kill'd her A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>buser,
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for it would be more Justice to have Kill'd the Murderer of her Honour, than to have Murdered her Innocent Self, onely the Revenge ought in Honour to have been Execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted in some Publick Place and Assembly, and then the Private Abuse Declared, if it had not been Known already: But these two Ladies arguing whether <hi>Lucretia</hi> Kill'd her self for her Husband's Honour of for her Own, at last grew so Earnest in their Discourse, as they fell to Quarrel with each other, &amp; in such a Fury they were, as they were ready to Beat one another, nay, I was afraid they would have Kill'd each other, and for fear of that Mischief, I was forced to be a Defender of both, standing between them, and making Orations to the one and then to the other; at last I intreated them to Temper their Passions, and to Allay their Anger; and give me leave Ladies, said I, to ask you what <hi>Lucretia</hi> was to either of you? was she of your Acquaintance or Kindred, or Friend, or Neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour, or Nation? and if she was none of these, as it was very probable she was not, Living and Dying in an Age so long afore this, nay, so long, as the Truth might Rationally be questioned, if not of the Person, yet of the Manner of the A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction, for perchance the clear Truth was never Recorded, Falshood having been written in Hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stories of much later Times than that of <hi>Lu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretia</hi>; therefore Allay your Passions, for why should you two Ladies fall out, and become Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies for <hi>Lucretia</hi>'s sake, whom you never knew
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or heard of, but as in an old Wife's Tale, which is an old History. But howsoever, Good La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies, said I, leave <hi>Lucretia</hi> to live and dye in History, and be you two Friends in present Life, Abuse not your selves with Rage, concer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning <hi>Tarquin</hi>'s Abusing <hi>Lucretia</hi> with Lust. Thus talking to them, at last I calmed their Pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sions, and made them Friends again, but making Peace between them, I spent more Breath and Spirits, than the Peace of two Foolish, at least, Cholerick Ladies was worth, for although there is an old Saying, Happy is the Peace-ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ker, yet I am happy I am quit at this pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sent of their Company, and that I can sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>scribe my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="55" type="letter">
<head>LV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>YOu were pleased in your last Letter to tell me, that you had been in the Country, and that you did almost Envy the Peasants for living so Merrily; it is a sign, Madam, they live Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pily, for Mirth seldom dwells with Troubles and Discontents, neither doth Riches nor Gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deur live so Easily, as that Unconcerned Free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom
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that is in Low and Mean Fortunes and Persons, for the Ceremony of Grandeur is Constrain'd and bound with Forms and Rules, and a great Estate and high Fortune is not so easily manag'd as a Less, a Little is easily order'd, where Much doth require Time, Care, Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom and Study as Considerations; but Poor, Mean Peasants that live by their Labour, are for the most part Happier and Pleasanter than great Rich Persons, that live in Luxury and Idleness, for Idle Time is Tedious, and Luxu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry is Unwholsom, whereas Labour is Healthful and Recreative, and surely Country Huswives take more Pleasure in Milking their Cows, ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king their Butter and Cheese, and feeding their Poultry, than great Ladies do in Painting, Curl<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, and Adorning themselves, also they have more Quiet &amp; Peaceable Minds and Thoughts, for they never, or seldom, look in a Glass to view their Faces, they regard not their Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plexions, nor observe their Decayes, they Defie Time's Ruins of their Beauties, they are not Pee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vish and Froward if they look not as Well one day as another, a Pimple or Spot in their Skin Tortures not their Minds, they fear not the Sun's Heat, but Out-face the Sun's Power, they break not their Sleeps to think of Fashions, but Work Hard to Sleep Soundly, they lie not in Sweats to clear their Complexions, but rise to Sweat to get them Food, their Appetites are not Queazie with Surfeits, but Sharp'ned with Fast<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, they relish with more Savour their Ordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary
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Course Fare, than those who are Pam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per'd do their Delicious Rarities; and for their Mirth and Pastimes, they take more Delight and true Pleasure, and are more In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wardly Pleased and Outwardly Merry at their Wakes, than the great Ladies at their Balls, and though they Dance not with such Art and Measure, yet they Dance with more Pleasure and Delight, they cast not Envious, Spiteful Eyes at each other, but meet Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly and Lovingly. But great Ladies at Pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lick Meetings take not such true Pleasures, for their Envy at each others Beauty and Bravery Disturbs their Pastimes, and Ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>structs their Mirth, they rather grow Pee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vish and Froward through Envy, than Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving and Kind through Society, so that where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>as the Countrey Peasants meet with such Kind Hearts and Unconcerned Freedom as they Unite in Friendly Jollity, and Depart with Neighbourly Love, the Greater sort of Persons meet with Constrain'd Ceremony, Converse with Formality, and for the most part Depart with Enmity; and this is not onely amongst Women, but amongst Men, for there is amongst the Better sort a greater Strife for Bravery than for Courtesie, for Place than Friendship, and in their Societies there is more Vain-glory than Pleasure, more Pride than Mirth, and more Vanity than true Content; yet in one thing the Better Sort of Men, as the Nobles and Gentry, are to be Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mended,
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which is, that though they are oftener Drunken and more Debauch'd than Peasants, having more Means to maintain their Debau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cheries, yet at such times as at great Assemblies, they keep themselves more Sober and Tempe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate than Peasants do, which are for the most part Drunk at their Departing; But to Judg be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween the Peasantry and Nobles for Happiness, I believe where there's One Noble that is truly Happy, there are a Hundred Peasants; not that there be More Peasants than Nobles, but that they are More Happy, number for number, as having not the Envy, Ambition, Pride, Vain-glory, to Cross, Trouble, Vex them, as Nobles have; when I say Nobles, I mean those that have been Ennobled by Time as well as Title, as the Gentry. But, Madam, I am not a fit Judg for the several Sorts or Degrees, or Courses of Lives, or Actions of Mankind, as to Judg which is Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piest, for Happiness lives not in Outward Shew or Concourse, but Inwardly in the Mind, and the Minds of Men are too Obscure to be Known, and too Various and Inconstant to Fix a Belief in them, and since we cannot Know our Selves, how should we know Others? Besides, Pleasure and true Delight lives in every ones own Delectation; but let me tell you, my Dele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctation is, to prove my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="56" type="letter">
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<head>LVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you writ how much the Lord <hi>N. O.</hi> doth Admire Mrs. <hi>B. U.</hi> and what Addresses he makes to her, for he being in Years hath seen much of the World, and many and Different Beauties, and hath Convers'd with many and Different Wits, and hath found and observed many and Diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent Humours, and hath made many and Dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent Courtships to many and Different Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men: yet I have observ'd that men in Years would seem Lovers and Admirers, but are not; and Young men are Lovers and Admirers, and would not seem so; Men in Years Praise all the Young Women they meet withall, but think not of them when they are out of their Companies, but Young men Praise some Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticulars, and when Absent, are more Fond and Deeper in Love than when they are personally Present; and it is to be observed, that the chiefest Imployment of the most part of Men is to make Love, not that they are Really in Love, but Feign<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>edly make themselves so, and Amorous Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ships are the most general Actions in the World, and the most general Imployments of the Thoughts in mens Minds; and the same is also a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst Women; so that most of mankind are
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Amorous Lovers, for Love is the Subject of their Thoughts, &amp; Courtly Addresses the Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of their Time, &amp; the Chief Business of their Lives; but if it were a Noble Love, it were Commendable, for then their Time, Industry, and Actions of their Lives would be Imployed in Acts of Charity, Friendship, Humanity, Magnificence, Generosity, and the like, but be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Amorous Lovers, their Time is Idly Wasted in Adorning, Fashioning, Flattering, Protesting and Forswearing; besides, Amorous Lovers are Inconstant, Prodigal, Fantastical, and the like. But leaving them to their Complemental Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dresses, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="57" type="letter">
<head>LVII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>HEre is no News, onely I read a Gazet that speaks of a Courtesan, which hath been the Ruin of many Gentlemen's and Noble Men's Estates, by presenting her with Rich Gifts, and maintaining her in Bravery, and 'tis likely she hath Ruined their Bodies, if not their Souls, as she hath done their Estates; yet it is to be hoped, that all is not Truth that is Printed in a Gazet, for it is to be observed, that Gazets are fuller of
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Lies than Truths, which makes some Histories that are lately Printed and Published, to have so many Falshoods in them, being for the most part Compiled and Form'd out of Gazets; But if this part of the Gazet be true, as concerning the Courtesan, it shews that she hath a Superi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our Art of Allurements, not onely to insnare one or two, but many, which Art hath a Magick Power to Transform Rational Men to Beast<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Adulterers, Simple Asses, and Prodigal Fools; for certainly it cannot be merely Beauty alone that can have such Power, for mere Beauty takes oftener the Eye than the Heart, it hath more Admirers than Doting Lovers, and the greatest Gift Beauty hath given, are Praises, which Prai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses last not Long, by reason Beauty soon De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cayes; But when Beauty is attended with In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sinuating Arts, as Behaviour of Person, Pleasant Speech, and Harmonious Voice, as also the Arts of Musick, Dancing, Dressing, and the like, it becomes Victorious, and makes its Triumphs in many Hearts, like as in many Nations; But ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny times those Arts are Victorious without Beauty, whereas Beauty is seldom or never Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctorious without them; Indeed Women Skil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful in these Arts are like Juglers, which Deceive Sense and Reason, making an Appearance of that which is not Really so; and thus most of our Sex Juggle with Men, they Delude them with Artificial Shews and Insinuating Flattery, and 'tis their chief Study and Endeavour so to do; But few Arrive to that Artificial Perfecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on,
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as the Courtesan mentioned in the Gazet; wherefore it would be well if Wives had more of that Art to keep their Husband's Affections, or at least to keep them from seeking after Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety; and for Courtesans to have less, that they might not Draw and Intice Husbands from their Honest Wives, nor Batchelors and Wi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dowers from lawful Marriage: But for the most part Courtesans with their Arts Usurp the Wives Rights and Maids hopes; and so lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving the famous Courtesan to her Lovers, and her Lovers to their Ruins, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="58" type="letter">
<head>LVIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>IN your last Letter you sent me word, you were not of my Opinion, that all men ought to wear their Swords at all Times, and in all Places and Companies, for you say it is not fit that Drunkards, or Mad-men, or Lovers, should wear Swords; for Drunkards will use their Swords to the hurt of Others, by reason they are Quarrelsome and Abusive; and Mad-men will use their Swords to the hurt of Themselves, either through a Frantick Despair or Conceit; and Lovers will Affright their Mistresses with
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them. Madam, you have forgotten two or three Words added thereto, for I said, that all Gallant Gentlemen ought to wear Swords, at all Times, and in all Places and Companies; but Drunkards and Mad-men, though they may be Gentlemen, yet they cannot be said Gallant men whilst they are Mad or Drunken, because they want their Reason to Distinguish, for the Gallantry of the Mind or Soul is Valour, Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerosity, Humanity, Justice, Fidelity, and the like, all which cannot be, at least, not in force in Irrational Creatures, which Mad-men and Drunkards are for that time. And for Lovers, it is very Requisite they should wear Swords to guard their Mistresses, for she is but a Foolish Mistress that will be afraid of her Safety; But a Gallant man wears his Sword for his Honour, King, and Country; as for his Country, it in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cludes Piety, Friendship, and Natural Affection; for his King, it includes Fidelity and Loyalty; for his Honour, it includes Truth, Right, Love, Generosity and Humanity. In truth, Generosi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty and Humanity is like the Sun and the Air, for Humanity doth like the Air spread equally to all, it enters every where, and fills up all Vacui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties; and Generosity like the Sun, shines every where, and on every Creature, although not at one Time, yet in such a Compass of Time as it hath strength and motion to extend it self; also his Benefits are General, he Disputes not Who or What deserves his Light or Heat, but knows his Light and Heat is Beneficial to all Creatures,
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which if they Abuse to Evil Uses, it is none of his Fault. Thus Generosity shines in the Air of Humanity, and Fortitude is like Heaven, which no Enemy can Enter, it Defends and Guards the Distressed; and Valour is the Sword of Justice, to Cut off Offenders, and the Sword of Valour is a sharp metal'd Blade, that Gallant Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men should alwayes wear about them, and have Skill to Manage it, and Judgment and Discretion to know When, and on Whom to Use it. But, Madam, lest the mentioning of a Sword should Fright you, I'le leave it, and rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="59" type="letter">
<head>LIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>AS for the Lady <hi>P. Y.</hi> who, you say, spends most of her Time in Prayer, I can hardly believe God can be Pleased with so many Words, for what shall we need to Speak so ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Words to God, who knows our Thoughts, Minds and Souls better than we our selves? Christ did not teach us Long Prayers, but a Short One, nay if it were lawful for Men to Si<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>milize God to his Creatures, (which I think it is not) God might be Tired with Long and Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious
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Petitions or often Repetitions; but, Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, Good Deeds are Better than Good Words, in so much, as One Good Deed is better than a Thousand Good Words, As for Example, One Act of Upright Justice, or Pure Charity, is bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter than a Book full of Prayers, a Temperate Life is better many times than a Praying Life; for we may be Intemperate even in our Prayers, as to be Superstitious or Idolatrous; Indeed eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry Good Deed is a Prayer, for we do Good for Gods sake, as being pleasing to him, for a Chast, Honest, Just, Charitable, Temperate Life is a Devout Life, and Worldly labour is Devout, as to be Honestly Industrious to Get, and Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent to Thrive, that one may have where with all to Give; for there is no Poor Begger, but had rather a Penny than a Blessing, for they will tell you, that they shall Starve with <hi>Dieu vous assiste,</hi> but be Relieved with a <hi>Denar.</hi> Wherefore the Lady <hi>P. Y.</hi> with her much Fasting and long Praying will Starve her Self, and Waste her Life out before the Natural Time, which will be a Kind of Self-murder, and we hold Self-mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the Greatest Sinn, although it should be done in a Pious Form or Manner; but to Help a Friend in Distress is Better and more Accepta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, than to Pray for a Friend in Distress, to Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve a Beggar in Want, is better than to Pray for him, to Attend the Sick is better than to Pray for the Sick; But you will say, both do Well, I say it is Well Said, and Well when it is Done, but the One must not Hinder the Other,
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wherefore we ought not to Leave the World to Pray, but to Live in the World to Act, as to Act to Good Uses, and 'tis not enough to Give for the Poor, but to see that the Poor be not Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sen'd of their Gifts, wherefore they ought to Distribute their Gifts Themselves, and to be In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustrious to Know and to Find out those that do Truly and not Feignedly Want, neither must their Gifts make the Poor Idle, but set the Idle Poor awork, and as for those that cannot VVork or Help themselves, as the Old, Sick, Decrepit, and Children, they must be Main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain'd by those that have Means and Strength and Health to Attend them; But perchance if the Lady <hi>P. Y.</hi> heard me, she would say, I were one of those that did Speak more Good VVords, than Act Good Deeds, or that I nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Spent my Time in Praying nor Pious Acting; Indeed I cannot, as the Proud Pharisee, Brag and Boast of my Good Deeds, but with the Poor Publican, I must say, Lord have Mercy on me, a miserable Sinner, yet I must say thus much Truth of my Self, that I never had Much to Give; for before the VVarrs of this Country I was too Young to be Rich, or to have Means in my Own Power of Disposing, and since the VVarrs all my Friends being so Ruined, and my Husband Banished from his Native Countrey, and Dispossest of his Inherited Estate, I have been in a Condition rather to Receive, than to Give: Yet I have not done much of either, for truly I am as Glad not to Receive, as Sorry not
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to Give, for Obligation is as great a Burden to me, as not be Able to Oblige is an Unhappiness, not that I account it so great an Unhappiness to be in such a Condition, as to be fit to Receive, but to Receive in such a Condition, as not to be Able to return the Obligation, for the Truth is, I had rather Suffer for Want, than Take to be Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved; But I thank God, I have not had many of those Burdens of Obligations, some few I have had, but those were from my near Rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive Friends, not from Strangers, which is a Double, nay, a Treble Blessing; but my Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition is fitter for Prayer, as having not sufficient Means to do Good Works, my Husband being Rob'd of all his Estate, than the Lady <hi>P. Y</hi>s. who hath Saved all she can lay Claim to; Wherefore leaving her to her Prayers of Thanksgiving, and I to Prayers of Petition<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="60" type="letter">
<head>LX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am sorry to hear there is such a Difference betwixt the Lady <hi>F. O.</hi> and her Husband, as they are upon Parting, I wish their Humours and Dispositions were more Agreeable, and their
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Froward Passions less Violent; I cannot Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demn Either, nor Excuse Both, for if they An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger each Other, they have Both cause to be An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gry, and are Both to be Blamed for so Doing, and so Both together they ought to be Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demned, but Each apart to be Excused: But Marriage is a very Unhappy Life when Sympathy Joyns not the Married Couple, for otherwise it were better to be Barr'd up within the Gates of a Monastery, than to be Bound in the Bonds of Matrimony; but whenas Sym<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pathy Joyns Souls and Bodies in Marriage, then those Bonds are like Diamond-Chains to Adorn, not to Inslave them, and Heroick Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour and Chastity are the two Thrones where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on a Married Couple is Placed, Heroick Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour is the Throne of the Husband, and Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stity the Throne of the Wife, on which Love Crowns their Lives with Peace, and Inrobes or Inclothes them with Happiness, which Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piness you Enjoy, which is also the Joy,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Of Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="61" type="letter">
<head>LXI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>I Am sorry to hear you have lost so Good a Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant as <hi>E. L.</hi> was, for she was Faithful, Trusty, Loving, Humble, Obedient, Industri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous,
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Thrifty, and Quiet, Harmlesly Merry and Free, yet full of Respect and Duty, which Few Servants are in this Age, for most are Idle, Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sening, Wastful, Crafty, Bold, Rude, Murmu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring, Factious and Trecherous, and what not that is Evil? But truly, Madam, the Fault ought to be laid on the Masters and Mistresses, who either give their Servants ill Examples by their Evil or Idle Life, or through a Creduluos Trust, which is a Temptation to a Poor Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant, and it is a part of our Prayer, <hi>Lead us not into Temptation</hi>; or through a Neglect of Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verning, for there is an old true Saying, The Masters Eye makes the Horse Fat; or through a Timorous Fear of Commanding, for many Masters are Afraid to Command a Peremptory Servant, being more in Aw of the Servant than the Servant of the Master; or through much Clemency, giving their Servants their Wills so much as they neglect their Duties; or through their Prodigality, when to Inrich their Servants they make themselves Poor, so as the Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant becomes Greater than the Master, which makes them so Proud, that they Slight their Commands and Neglect their Services, Forget<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting who Advanced them, and are apt to Rebel against them, just like the Devils, when they were Angels, who perceiving they were so Glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious Creatures, Rebell'd against their Creator, and would be as God himself; Just so are Poor Servants when their Master gives them fine Cloaths to Adorn them, or Money to Inrich
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them, or Offices to Advance them, they streight would be their Masters, nay, they will Envy their Master if they see him have any thing Bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter than they. This I have Known by Expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rience, but They will not Know it, untill they become to be like Devils, that is, in a miserable Condition, which they deserve for their Ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude; but a Good Servant is a Treasure, sayes <hi>Solomon</hi>; and so I think is a Good Master to a Servant, if the Servant have Wit to perceive it, But a Good Master is to know How to Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, When to Command, and What to Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand; also When to Bestow, What to Bestow, &amp; How much to Bestow on a Good Servant; also to fit Servants to Imployments, and Imployments to Servants; also to know How and When to Restrain them, and when to give them Liberty; also to observe, which of his Servants be fit to be Ruled with Austerity or Severity, and which with Clemency, and to Reward and Punish them Properly, Timely and Justly; Likewise when to make them Work, and when to let them Play or Sport; as also when to Keep them at a Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stance, and when to Associate Himself with them; And truly, I should sooner chuse to Asso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciate my Self with the Company of my Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, had they good Breeding, or were Capable to Learn and Imitate what did belong to good Behaviour, than with Strangers, for Good Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants are Friends as well as Servants, nay, Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants are a Guard to their Masters, for Good &amp; Faithfull Servants will Dye for the Safeguard of
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their Masters Life, and they will indure any Torments rather than Betray their Masters; and it is the Duty of Servants so to Do, for Servants ow almost as much Duty to their Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sters, as Children to their Parents, or Subjects to their Natural Prince, for Servants are not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Govern'd, but Instructed, Fed, and Main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain'd; and what greater Crime is there, than to be a Traitor to their Governour, Tutor, and Nourisher of their Life? And every Master, the Meanest that is, is a Father and a King in his own Family, Wherefore to my Reason they are very unwise that will go out of their own Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minions, and leaving their own Obedient Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects, which are their Servants, Travel into o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Kingdoms, which are other Families, wherein they have neither Power nor Obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, leaving their own Servants without Rule or Guide, for when a Master is from Home, his Family is like a Body without a Head, like as a King should Travel into Forein Countries, and leave his Subjects and Kingdom and State-Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fairs at Random, or to a Deputy, 'tis likely his Subjects would Rebell against him through Dislike to the Deputy, as Scorning to be Ruled or Govern'd by a Fellow-Subject, or else the Deputy will get away their Love from their Prince, and then will strive to thrust the Right Owner out; The same is with a Master and his Servants; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore a Wise, Loving Master will keep Home, and go no oftener Abroad than Occasion re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quires,
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but will Entertain himself with his own Family, and his Family will Entertain him with Sports and Pastimes, like as Subjects do their Princes, and whenas a Servant doth Rebell, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though the Master hath not Power to Banish him the Country or Kingdom, as Princes have, yet hath he Power to turn him out of his Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, and Banish him from his House, if his Fault do deserve it; but some may think it strange, that there are as few Masters that know how to Govern their Families Wisely, as there are Kings that know how to Rule their Kingdoms Wisely; but that is no wonder, for first, where there is One King of a Kingdom, there are Thousands Masters of Families, and a King is the Master of all those Families, insomuch as a King hath more Masters to Govern and Rule, than the Richest Master of his Kingdom hath Servants; but if Servants were as they should be, Masters would not onely Thrive by the Trusty Labours of their Servants, and Servants by the Wealth of their Master, but Masters and Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants would live Easily, by the Diligence of the One, and the Prudence of the Other; also they would live Delightfully, by their Sports and Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stimes, where the Master would sit as a Kingly Spectator, whilst his Servants were Pleasant Actors, in all which both Masters and Servants would be very Happy, so as this World would seem an Earthly Paradise. But, Madam, if I write any more, I shall go near to make you a Servant to your Servant, in a Laborious reading
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her Long Letter, but it was your Command in your last Letter, that I should write you Long Letters, and I believe in this I have Fully O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bey'd you, which is my Desire to all your Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands, to let you Know that there is none more Truly and Faithfully</p>
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<signed>
<hi>Your Ladiships</hi> Servant than I.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="62" type="letter">
<head>LXII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>MRs. <hi>C. R.</hi> is very much troubled in her Mind with Doubts and Fears, since she hath heard that the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> did Publickly and Privately Praise her, for, she sayes, she is afraid the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> hath observ'd some Er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ror in her Behaviour, or hath heard her Speak Foolishly, or hath found out some Decayes of Beauty in her Face, or some Deformities in her Shape, or some of the Masculine Sex have Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>praised her Beauty, Wit, Person, Behaviour, or the like, otherwise, sayes she, she is Confident she would never have Praised her, for, sayes she, it is so Unusual for one Woman to Praise another, as it seems Unnatural; wherefore she doth not Delight to be Prais'd by her own Sex, and since that time she received your last Letter,
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she will sit in a Silent Musing Posture, Consi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dering and Examining her self, as Searching to find out what Faults she hath, or what Crimes she is Guilty of, that the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> should Praise her, and so Peevish and Froward she is for it, as I believe she will never be Quiet, or at Rest and Peace in her Mind, until she hear that the Lady <hi>S. P.</hi> hath Spoken Spitefully of her, or hath Dispraised her some wayes or other. The Truth is, she doth Confess as much, for she sayes, She shall never think her Self Handsome, Conversable, nor Vertuous, but Ill-favoured, Foolish, Base, or Wicked, unless she be Disprais'd by her own Sex, wherefore if you Hear, as certainly you can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not chuse unless you will stop your Ears, any Femal Discommendations concerning Mrs. <hi>C. R.</hi> Pray send her VVord of them, by which you will Infinitely Oblige her, and in the mean time I shall Endeavour to Pacifie her Thoughts, and Settle her Mind in Peace and Quiet, Resting</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
</closer>
</div>
<div n="63" type="letter">
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<head>LXIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Have observed, there are amongst Mankind as often Mode Phrases in Speech, as Mode Fashions in Cloaths and Behaviour, and so Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded they are, as their Discourse is as much Deckt with those Phrases as their Cloaths with several Coloured Ribbands, or Hats with Feathers, or Bodyes with Affected motions, and whosoever doth Discourse out of the Mode, is as much Despised, as if their Cloaths or Behaviours were out of Fashion, they are accounted Fools or Ill-bred Persons; indeed most Men and VVomen in this Age, in most Nations in <hi>Europe</hi> are nothing but Mode, as mode-Minds, mode-Bodyes, mode-Appetites, mode-Behaviours, mode-Cloaths, mode-Pastimes or Vices, mode-Speeches and Conversations, which is strange to have Minds according to the Mode, as to have a mode-Judgment, for all will give their Judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments and Opinions according to the Mode, and they Love and Hate according to the Mode, they are Couragious or Cowardly according to the Mode, Approve or Dislike according to the Mode, nay, their VVits are according to the Mode, as to Rallery, Clinch, Buffonly Jest, and the like, for Better VVit is not usually the Mode, as being alwayes out of Fashion amongst mode-Gallants, but True and Good VVit lives
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with the Seniors of the Time, such as Regard not the Mode, but Chuse or Prefer what is Best, and not what is Most in Fashion, unless that which is Best be in Fashion, which is very seldom if ever Known, for that which is Best or Good, is not General, especially Wit, for the Right True and Best VVit keeps to Particulars, as being Understood by Particulars; Some Moders have oftner VVit in their Mouths than in their Brains, that is, they Speak the VVit of Others, but have none of their Own. But Grave, Experienced and VVise men give their Judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment or Opinion, not according to the Mode or Fashion, but according to Probability, Sense and Reason; neither do they say, such or such a Thing VVill or Shall be, or Is so, VVhy? be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause it is the General Opinion, but they say, such or such a Thing May be, or 'tis Likely Will be, or Is so, VVhy? because there is a Proba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility or Reason for it: Neither do the Just and Wise Hate or Love, Approve or Dislike, because it is the Mode, as to Hate what is not Generally Loved, or Love what is not Generally Hated, or to Despise what is Generally Disliked, or Admire what is Generally Commended, but they Hate what is Really Bad, Wicked or Base, and not what is Thought so; and Love what is really Good, Vertuous and Worthy, not for the general Opinion, but for the Truth, and they Admire and Commend, Despise or Scorn, Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like or Disapprove that which is Despisable or Discomnendable or Scornable, and so the like;
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neither are they Couragious or Cowardly ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the Mode, but they are Valiant or Cautious according to the Cause or Quarrel; they do not Fight out of or in a Bravado, but for Honour, or in Honour's Quarrel; nor do they Pass by Injury, or Cover an Anger or Affront with a Rallery or Jest, but because the Person that did the Injury, or gave the Affront, was ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Drunk, Mad, or a Base, Inferiour Person, fitter for his Man's Quarrel, than for his Own; and for Wise men, they Speak not with Mode-Phrases, but such Words as are most Plain to be Understood, and the Best to Deliver or Declare Sense and Reason, and their Behavi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ours are those which are Most Manly and Least Apish, Fantastical or Constrain'd; and their Clothes are such as are most Useful, Easie and Becoming; neither do their Appetites Relish Mode-Meats or Sauces, because they have the Mode Haut Goust, but they Relish Best what is most Pleasing or Savoury to their Taste; and so for Drinks Compounded, as Chocolata, Lim<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monada, and the like, they will not Drink them because of the Mode; neither do they Affect Mode-Songs or Sounds, because they are in Fashion to be Sung or Play'd, but because they are Well-Set Tunes, or Well-Compos'd Mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sick, or Witty Songs, and Well Sung by Good Voices, or Well Plaid on Instruments; nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther do they follow Mode-Vices or Vanities for Fashion, but for Pleasure, or their own Humour or Fancy; nor do they use those Exercises that
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are in Mode, but those they like Best. Thus a Wise Man Follows not the Mode, but his own Humour, for if it be the Mode to Play at Tennis, or Paille-maille, or the like, if he like better to Ride or Fence, he will let alone the mode-Exercises and Use his Own; if it be the mode-Pastime to Play at Cards or Dice, if he like better to Write or Read, he will leave the mode-Pastime and Follow his Own; and if it be the mode-Custom to Dine and Sup, and Meet at Ordinaries or Taverns, if he like better to Sup and Dine at Home alone, he will not go to Ordinaries or Taverns; if it be the Mode to make General Courtships; if he Like, or is better pleased with a Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular Mistress, he will not follow the Mode; neither will he Ride Post because it is the Mode, but because his Affairs Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quire it; neither will he Journey from Place to Place to no Purpose, because it is the Mode, but will VVisely Sit still or Rest at his own Home, because it is Easie, Peaceable, Quiet, and Prudent, as not so Chargeable. But leaving the Modists to their mode-Clothes, Oaths, Phrases, Courtships, Behaviours, Garbs and Motions, to their mode-Meats, Drinks, Pastimes, Exercises, Pleasures, Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities and Vices; to their mode-Songs, Tunes, Dances, Fiddles and Voices; to their mode-Judgements, Opinions and Wits; to their mode-Quarrels and Friendships,
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to their Mode-Lying and Dissembling, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="64" type="letter">
<head>LXIV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>'TIs usual for Men to Brag, onely some Brag more Obscurely or Neatly, and some more Grosly than others; and it is Natural for Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men to Brag; but all Bragging proceeds from Self-Love, to Covet the World's good Opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, Esteem and Respect, for through fear of Obscurity Men Divulge their own Worth, Wealth, Birth, Qualities, Abilities, Favours and Graces, and those Actions they believe are Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of Praise: but for the most part all Brags are heightened by the help of Self-partiality or Self-opinion beyond the Truth; so that Brags are like Romances, the Ground is True, but the Elevation False; indeed a Brag is nearer a Lie than a Truth, for to speak pure Truth is not so much a Brag as a Vain-glory, at least, a Vanity, which most of Mankind Delight in, although the Speaker is more Delighted than the Hearer, for few or none Delight to Hear a Self-praiser, unless it be those that have near Relations, as Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rents, Children, Brothers, Sisters, Husbands
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and Wives, whose Affections are Delighted with their Friends Perfections and Good For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, but Strangers and Visiting Acquaintance Dislike that Vain Truth, and are soon Tyred with such a Relation, nay, have an Aversion to the Sound of a Bragging Tongue, not their Own Tongues, for no Discourse Pleases them Better, than to Discourse of Themselves, but the Tongues of Others, which beget rather En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy and Malice in the Hearers, than Love and Admiration. But leaving this Natural Defect and Vain Effect, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="65" type="letter">
<head>LXV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not wonder that the several Cities and Towns in <hi>N.</hi> do Dislike their Governours and Government, by reason the Commons strive to Out-brave the Nobles in their Build<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, Garnishing, Furnishing, Adorning and Flourishing in Gold and Bravery, for even the Mechanicks in this City, and I believe in the rest, are Suffer'd to have their Coaches, Lacquies, Pages, Waiting-maides, and to wear Rich and Glorious Garments, Fashioning themselves in all things like the Nobles, which causes Envy
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in the Nobility, and Pride in the Commonalty, the One, to see their Inferiors Out-shine them, the Other, that they can Equal or Out-brave their Betters; This Pride and Envy causes Murmur, and Murmur causes Faction, which may in time make an Alteration in the State and Government, for when the Commons once get so High as to Justle the Nobility, a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sand to one but the Nobles Fall, and with them Royalty, by reason they are the Pillars of Roy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alty, or Royal Government; Wherefore the Commons should be kept like Cattel in Inclo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed Grounds, and whensoever any did Break out of their Bounds, they should be Impounded, that is, the Commons should be kept Strict<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, not to Exceed their Rank or Degree in Shew and Bravery, but to Live according to their Qualities, not according to their Wealth; and those that will be so Presumptuous, should be Imprison'd and Fined great Summs for that Presumption, this would keep the Commons in Aw, and the Nobles in Power to uphold Royal Government, which is certainly the Best and Happiest Government, as being most Uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, by which the People becomes most Civil, for Democracy is more Wild and Barbarous than Monarchy; But this is fitter for Monarchs to Consider, than for Women to Speak of, and therefore leaving the One to the Other, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="66" type="letter">
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<head>LXVI.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I VVas so Surprised with the Lady <hi>A. N</hi>s. Letter, as I was Astonish'd, it being such a Bit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter and Angry Letter; but she had Reason to be Angry, because I had committed a very great Fault by a Mistake, for I one day sitting a Mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing with my own Thoughts, was Considering and Pondering upon the natures of Mankind, and Wondering with my Self, why Nature should make all Men some wayes or other De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fective, either in Body, or Mind, or both, for a Proof I Chose out One whom I thought the freest from Imperfections, either in Mind, or Bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, which was the Lady <hi>A. N.</hi> and I took Pen and Paper, and Writ down all the Defects I could Think or had Observed in her, and upon an other all the Excellencies she was Indued with, by Nature, Heaven, and Education, which last Pleased me so Well, as I was resolved to send her a Copy in a Letter; but when I was to send her the Letter, both the Papers lying upon my Table together, I mistook the right Paper that was in her Praise, and sent that which was in her Dispraise, never reading it when I sent it, and when she did Receive it, it seem'd she was in as much Amaze, as I at her Answer, but after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards she fell into a very Angry Passion, and in that Passion Writ me an Answer, which I ope<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned with great Joy, thinking she had been very
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well pleased with my former Letter, but when I did read it, and had found out the mistake in sending the wrong Letter, I was as if I had been Thunder-stricken, my Blood flushing so vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lently into my Face, as to my thinking my Eyes flash'd out fire like Lightning, and after that there fell such a Showr of Tears, as I am confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent there were more Tears shed than Letters Written, where I wish'd that every Letter might have been buried in the watery Womb or Toomb of every Tear, but it was in Vain, they being too fast fixt to be Drowned, for they were fixt in her Memory, and so in Mine, but yet my Tears may wash out my Fault, and my Love will ask her Pardon in the Humblest and Sorrowfull'st words as I can Speak; Wherefore pray Madam, make my Peace if you can, go to her and speak for me, and let her Know how it was, (for I dare not Write to her again,) and so in my stead Beg my Pardon, for I dare swear by Heaven, as I would have it guard my Inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cency, prove the Truth, and save my Soul, I am not guilty of a Crime to her, for I was free from Malice or Envy, or any Evill Design, when I writ it, and not only free from any Evill to her, but I was full of Love and Admiration of her, and I hope she will Pardon me, since I onely writ it as a Philosopher, and not as an Enemy, and since there is none that lives but hath some Faults or Defects, though she hath the Least and Fewer than any other of Natures Creatures, and it is some Praise to have the Least; but since we
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are all Guilty in one kind or other, pray her to Pardon my Mistake, and Philosophical Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>templation of her, and so hoping a Good Success of your Petition in my Behalf, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>LXVII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased in your last Letter to Ask my Opinion, Judgement, and Advice of that which you Spoke of when I last Saw you; truly, when any one asks my Opinion of Cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses or Effects, or my Judgment of Affairs, or of any thing concerning the Actions of the World, as their Successes to Good or Bad, or Desires my Advice of any Concernment to Particulars, let me tell you, as first, for Causes and Effects, my Reason Studies, and Observation Watches, to find out the Cause by the Effects, or to Foresee the Effects by the Causes; and as for the Suc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cess of several Affairs and Actions in the World, I put all the Probabilities in one Scale, and all the Impossibilities, or at least Unlikely<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hoods, in another, and Weigh them both, and which soever Scale Weighs Downward, I give my Judgement; and as for Advice to Particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lars, I Examin their Means, Abilities, Strength,
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Power, Right, Truth, and Justice, according to all which I give my Advice, for I Search the Bottom, Stirring up the very Dregs, or Fathom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the Depth; like as Sailers cast their Line and Plummet to Fathom the Sea, for fear of Quick-sands, Shelves, or the like, and then Draw up their Line to see the Depth, or at least take Notice how much the Line sinks down; so do I concerning my Opinion, Judgement, or Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice; but you must Pardon me if I give not my Judgment or Opinion in a Publick Letter, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning Publick Affairs, in which I ought not to meddle, being a Woman; neither ought those of the Masculine Sex to give their Opinions, or Judgments, or Advices Publickly, unless they were Desired and Required so to do, as also not Impertinently, Busily, or Intrudingly, to Med<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dle, or Censure, or Speak of that which they have nothing to do, or at least, where they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not Help or Mend. But pray believe, I am not so Vain as to think I can Reason, Judg, or Advise Wisely, no, I onely Endeavour, or at least, De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sire so to do; and since you have not mentioned under your hand-writing, that which you would have me give my Opinion, Judgment, or Advice of, I will not give it under my hand, but leave it till such time as we Meet, for Friends may Talk as freely as Think, fearing no Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thery, and so I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>LXVIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am Sorry that Sir <hi>C. A.</hi> is Kill'd, and as Sor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry that <hi>V. A.</hi> hath Kill'd him, for by Report they were both Worthy and Right Honourable Persons, which causes me to wonder how such two Persons could Fall out, for surely they were such men as would be as Unwilling to Give an Offence as to Take an Affront, and if the Offence was Unwillingly given, as by Chance, they be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing men of Honour and Merit, would not be Grieved, at least, not Angry at or for it: but many times a Third man will make a Quarrel betwixt Two others, and leave them to Fight it out. You may say, that sometimes Quarrels cannot be Avoided, although they be betwixt two Noble Persons, as for Example, two Dukes, about the Preheminence of Place, none know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing which of them had the First Place, and nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Yielding, must needs Fight to Decide it; but such Cases are not often put to the Trial, or ought not to be, for Heraulds are for that pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pose Judges. But these two Noble Persons which you mentioned in your last Letter, what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>soever their Quarrel was, the one is Kill'd, the other Banished; and now to speak of such Quarrels as generally cause Duels between Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate Persons, they are either about Words, or
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Women, or Hawks, or Dogs, or Whores, or a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout Cards or Dice, or such Frivolous, Idle, or Base Causes; I do not say All Quarrels, but Most, for some are more Honourable, but of all Sorts or Causes of Quarrels, Drunken Quarrels are the most Sensless; As for the Manner or Fashion of Fighting, Duels in my opinion are not Proper, for in this Age in most Nations they Fight Private Duels, somewhat after the man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner of a Publick Battel, as three against three, or at least two against two, also they Fight with Pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stols and Swords, with their Doublets on, which serves instead of an Armour, and for the most part a Horse-back; first, they shoot off their Pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stols at each other, and then they come to the Sword, if they be not shot Dead before their time comes to Fight, for Shooting is not a direct Fighting, because they must stand at some Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stance to take Aim, which in my opinion ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pears Cowardly, to Pelt at each other, as if they were Afraid to come near each other; besides, a Child may have so much Skill &amp; Courage as to shoot off a Pistol, and may chance to Kill a Man, but a Child cannot tell how to use a Sword, or ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nage a Horse; also a Peasant or such mean bred Persons, can shoot off Pistols, or Carbines, or Muskets, but they have no skill to use a Sword, nor know not how to manage an Horse, unless a Cart-Horse, &amp; that better in a Cart than when a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stride: 'Tis true, Peasants or Common Souldi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers will fight with Force and Fury like as Beasts, and Kill their Enemy with mere Strength, but
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not with pure Valour, for they fight as in an Uproar, and will knock one another down with their Staves, or But-ends of their Muskets, which is more a Club or Clown-fighting; and if they have Swords, they fight with the Pum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mel, not with the Point, for they know not how to use it, neither is it fit they should, wherefore the Gentlemen are too Strong for them, for the Gentleman's point of his Sword hath the Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage of the Clown's Club; and the onely Grief to Gallant, Valiant Gentlemen in the day of Battel or Duel, is, the fear they should be Kill'd with a Bullet, against which they can shew no Active Valour or Well-bred Skill. The last Observation concerning fighting Duels in this Age, is, in choosing of Seconds, and the right Use of Seconds in all Ages that I have heard of, unless these Later, is, to be Overseers, Witnesses and Judges, wherefore they ought to be Up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>right, Honest, Judicious, and Skilful men, and Worthy, and Honourable Persons, for they are to Judge whether their Quarrel requires Blood, and may not be pass'd over without Dishonour; also they are to see that each man may be Equal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Armed, and that there be no Untimely Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages taken of each other; also they are to Help or Assist them when they are Wounded, as to Bind up their Wounds, and they are to witness to the World how they Fought; But in this Age, the Seconds are so far from being Judges, Overseers, Witnesses, or Helpful Friends, as they become Duellers themselves,
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Fighting for Company, not for Injury or Wrong done to each other, and for Fashions sake, which is an Unjust, Irrational, Inhuman, and Wicked Fashion or Practice; neither is it Manly or No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, but Base and Beastly, as to Fight without Reason or Injury; wherefore Pistols and Fight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Seconds ought not to be. But, Madam, if any should read this Letter besides your self, I should be found fault with, it being not Fit, nor Proper for a VVoman to Discourse or VVrite of Duels or VVars, nor of Horses or Swords, or the like, but pray, if you hear any say so, tell him, that I have a greater Privilege than other VVomen in this Discourse, for my Husband hath been a General of an Army of 30000 men, and hath fought Battels; also he is Master of those two Arts, the Use of the Sword, and the Manage of the Horse, as there is not any man, nor hath never been, so well Known, Skil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, and Practised, as he, so that he is the best Horseman and Swordman in the World; also two of my three Brothers were Souldiers, or Commanders in War, and well Experienced in that Profession, and my Father was a Sword<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, who was Banished for a time, for Killing a Gentleman in a Duel of Honour. Thus have I been Born, Bred, Lived, and Married, all with Sword-men, and to my greater Honour, all Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liant men; and so leaving this Discourse, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>LXIX.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased to desire my Opinion of the Lord <hi>Bs.</hi> VVorks; truly it seems by his VVritings, that he was Learned, Eloquent, VVitty, and VVise, fit for State-Counsel and Advice, to Plead Causes, Decide Controver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sies, and the like, and his VVorks or VVritings have been very Propagating and Manuring o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther mens Brains; the truth is, his VVorks have proved like as some sorts of Meats, which through Time, or mixture of some Flatuous, or Humid Substance, Corrupt, and Breed Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gots or Worms; so his VVritings have pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced several other Books. The same have <hi>Homer</hi>'s VVorks, although they were of ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Sort than his. But you may say, I write more of the Transmigration than of the first Formation or Principle, more of the Effects than the Cause; I confess my Pen hath Wan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred from your Question, and Asks your Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don for my Transgression, and with all Passionate Love, wherefore I subscribe my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Ladiships most Humble and faithful Servant.</signed>
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<head>LXX.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>TO give you an Account, as you desire, of Mrs. <hi>H. O.</hi> who, you say, is Reported to be such a Wit; all I can say, is, that I do not per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive a Superfluity; her Tongue in my Hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ran as other Women's usually doth, but a Friend of her's, who lives in the same House she doth, did tell me, that to some men she doth Railly and Sport with Words, for all her Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course, or most part of it, is to Men, and to some she doth repeat several Places and Speeches out of Romances, and several Speeches and Parts of Playes, or Passionate Speeches, and if it be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning Love, then she turns up the black of her Eyes and Whines, and lifts up her Hands after the French Mode; also she is ready and quick in giving Sharp Replyes, for which she is highly Applauded by the Court-Gallants which ga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther about her, and whatsoever she sayes, they Cry out, I faith that is well said, and then Laugh and Railly with her; then she is Gay and Merry in Sportive Harmless Abuses, and Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces Much, although not Well, but speaks French like a Native; then she is very Learn'd in the Male and Female words, as the Learn'd term them, to wit, the Gendres of Words. As for Court-Servants she hath had Many, but now she is wholly Ingross'd by One. This is as much
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as I have Heard of her, and more than I would have Repeated, had it not been to You, And thus leaving her and her VVit, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very Loving Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="71" type="letter">
<head>LXXI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>THe five Ladyes which you Desire to have a Relation of, I cannot of my own Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge give you an Account of, for I have but lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle Acquaintance with them, but I can tell you what Report sayes; As for the Eldest, 'tis said, she wants not Experience, though her Experi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence comes more through Misfortune than Time, for she is not Old; also that she hath a good Judgment, but makes no Good Use of it, for she is oftner Ruled by others Perswasion than her own Judgement; neither doth she want Wit, but can Speak VVell, and Promise Fair, though her Deeds and VVords be not Answe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable, nor her Performance to her Promises, for she will Speak better than Do, and Promise more than Perform; she is very Civil and Hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to all Persons, to gain their Applause, but she makes no Difference between the Noblest and Meanest, the VVorthy and Unworthy, the Honest and False, but rather of the Two she Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turally
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Affects those that are Meanest, either for Birth, Breeding, or Merit, but to some Particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lars she is very Partial, even so Partial as to do Unjust Actions for their Sakes or by their Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swasions. Her Confidents are such as have been False, but she believes they are so Honest now, as only fit for Trust, although in all her Affairs she hath had Ill Success, for all her most Secret Intentions are made Known before they have been put into Action; but Time may make her VViser. As for the Second Lady, she seems at the first Acquaintance to be of a very Good and Generous Nature, but some time Discovers her to be rather of an Easie, Facil, than a Pure, Good or Generous Nature, a Foolish Kindness, and a Childish Liberality, that with Flattery is Ruled, Governed and Perswaded, she Loves and Gives but knows not Why, nor Where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore; also she is Amorous, and at this time so in Love, as it is Reported she will Marry a Person, that is so Mean, and far below her in Birth, as the Marriage will not onely Disgrace the Family from whence she Sprung, but her Posterity that may live after her; neither hath her Beloved Person nor Parts, Wealth nor Fame. Concer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning the Third Lady, she is Proud and Ambi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tious, and seems rather Obstinate than Facil, and if her Fortune were but Answerable to her Birth, she in my Opinion would Deceive the Belief of many in Doing those things that might be Worthy a Person of her Quality and Digni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty. The Fourth Lady is Simple, God know's,
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most of her Time is Imployed in Dancing and Eating, and in Foolish, Childish Sports and Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stimes; She is as Inconstant as her Sex can be; she is also Amorous, and would have Love-Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, if she were not afraid of those that have some Power and Authority over her, which Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>strain her, but 'tis believed she will break tho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rough all Restraints. As for her Estate, she only thinks of the Present, but never Considers the Future, which makes her Necessitated, as she will in time be a Begger. The Fifth Ladyes Time is only spent in Giving and Receiving Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sits, in Balling, Dancing, and the like, but I hear nothing else of her. Thus, Madam, have I written what is Reported by those that are well Acquainted, as also by their Domesticks and Fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowers, not that I inquire into the Humours, Natures or Affairs of those Persons I have no Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation to, but I cannot but hear of many Actions and Persons and Passages in the World, unless I should stop my Hearing; but in this Letter I have done only my Duty, in telling you what I Hear of what you Desire to Know, and as long as I live, I shall be Obedient to all your Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands, and Industrious to Satisfie all your De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sires, and Rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>LXXII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased the last time you writ, to send me a Poem of your own making or Composing, and to desire my Opinion of it, which Opinion, were you not such a Friend as not to be Exceptious, I would not Declare, for though I will not Dissemble, as to speak against my Conscience, yet I may Conceal or Bury my Thoughts, Opinion, or Judgment in Silence; but I know your Humour is, that I should Speak or Write freely my Thoughts, and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to your Desires, give me leave to tell you, the Poem is good in that kind, but I do not like such kind of Poems, which are onely Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plements and Gratulations put into Verses, in which Poems is seldom much Wit or Fancy, onely Flattery, Rime, and Number; wherefore give me leave to Perswade you to alter the Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject of your Poem, and to take such a Subject as hath Ground and Room for Wit and Fancy to move on; also you desire my Opinion of <hi>G. V</hi>s. Poems, I cannot Praise them, because the Wit &amp; Expressions are Stoln out of several Excellent Poets, only he turns their Fancies and Expressi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons to other Subjects, so as he only Varies other mens Wits, but Produces none of his Own, and such Writers may rather be nam'd Translators than Authors; Indeed, most Writings now a
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dayes, not onely Verse, but Prose, are but Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riations, and not Creations. But leaving Wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stealers, I return to your Poem, which is not Theft, but an Ill-chosen Subject, which I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sire you to Alter. Thus Professing, as also De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claring my Friendship, in giving a Free and Plain Judgment, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your most faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="73" type="letter">
<head>LXXIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Was reading to day some several Satyrs of several Famous Poets, wherein I find, that they Praise Themselves, and Dispraise all O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, which expresses a great Self-dotage, and a very Ill Nature; besides, they seem more Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vetous than Generous, to desire All the Praise, and to give their Neighbour not Any; In truth, VVriters should never speak of themselves, but in Praefatory Epistles, or in a History of their own Lives, wherein they may freely declare their own Acts and Opinions. But, Madam, I wish that all Writers would use their Pens as your Noble Lord and Husband orders his Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course in Speech, to speak the Best of all men, and to Bury their Faults in Silence, which would make Virtue an Emulation, and Faults such a
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Novelty, as men would be Asham'd to Commit them, whereas declaring Former Faults, causes Precedent Faults no Strangers, nay, it causeth Precedent Faults to be more Confident and A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctive; But, Madam, you are so Innocent and Harmless, as you are not acquainted with the Faults of others, for which I am,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your most humble Servant, and faithful Friend.</signed>
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<div n="74" type="letter">
<head>LXXIV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YEsterday a Consort of Learning and Wit came to Visit me, but they became at last to be a Discord; This Consort was Natural Philosophers, Theological Scholars, and Poets, and their Discourse was their Musick, the Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>losophers were the Bass, the Theologers the Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nor, and the Poets the Treble, all which made an Harmony wherein was Variety and Delight, but the Poets that love Change of Place, Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, and Pastime, went away, and left the Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>losophers and Theologers, who began a Serious Discourse, which was Dull and somewhat Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious, for it was concerning the Soul, as also the Immortality of the Soul; some of the Theolo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers said, the Souls of Men were part of the
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Spirit of God, others, the Souls of men were the Breath of God, others, they were a Light proceeding from God, and all these Concluded that the Souls were an Immaterial or Incorpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>real Form, but the Natural Philosophers said, that Mens Souls or any such Soul was an Es<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sence, which was the Purest Matter, or Quin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tessence In and Of Nature, but the Theologers would not allow that Opinion, and said, the Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural Philosophers were Atheists, whereupon the Natural Philosophers said, that the Theo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>logers were Ignorant, and full of Fallacy and So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phistry, for said they, How can No Matter have a Form or a Being? and if Souls are the Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit of God, they cannot possibly be Evil, and if they be the Breath of God, they cannot be Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ruptible, if so, then the Souls of Men cannot be subject to Sin, and if not subject to Sin, in Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stice they were not subject to Punishment, and if the Souls of all Men were produced from God, as the Beams of Light from the Sun, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though the Beams might be Obscured with Dark Clouds or Gross Vapours, yet they did not Lose any of their Purity or Propriety, nay, though the Sun Beams were Capable to Lose their Purity or Propriety, yet the Beams pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeding from God could not, for whatsoever Proceeds Immediately from God, can neither be Alterable nor Impure; at last the Theolo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers and Philosophers became so Violent and Loud, as I did fear they would have Fought, if they had had any other Wounding Weapons
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than their Tongues, but Heaven be praised, they had no Killing Swords, and so they did no harm to each other, but after the Violence of their Dispute was past, I ventur'd to speak, saying, Noble Gentlemen, you have Discoursed more Learnedly than Knowingly, and more Vainly than Wisely, for <hi>Solomon</hi> sayes, that not any thing is throughly Known, and that all is Vani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty under the Sun, as well that which hath been, as what is, and shall be, and yet his Wisdom proceeded from Gods particular Gift; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore leave the Foolish Custom of Disputing, and bring in a Devout Custom of Praying, leaving your Souls to Gods disposing, without trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bling them with Idle Arguments; and hearing me talk Simply, they laught at my Innocency, and in their Mirth became Good Friends and Sociable Companions, and after some time they took their leave, and left me to relate their Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course in a Letter to your Ladiship. So lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving your Ladiship to your own Contempla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, I remain,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and humble Servant.</signed>
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<div n="75" type="letter">
<head>LXXV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>IT is seldom known that a Perfect and Famous Poet or Philosopher was ever very Cruel, <hi>David</hi> and <hi>Solomon</hi> were the most Bloody, but
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they were Kings, and it seems Reason of State was too forcible for Good Nature, and there is no Rule but hath some Exception. But had I Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren I would endeavor with all the Rational Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guments &amp; Witty Discourses I were Capable of, to perswade them to delight in Poetry and Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>losophy, that they might be Civil, Generous, and Just, which would be a Greater and more Lasting Honour to them than Wealth or Titles; besides the Pleasure of Thoughts and Tranquil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity of Mind would be a Heaven upon Earth, all which Silent Contemplation brings them unto, for Contemplation brings Consideration, Consideration brings Judgment, Judgment brings Reason, Reason brings Truth, Truth brings Peace; also Consideration brings Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ception, Conception brings Fancy, Fancy brings Wit, and Wit brings Delight. But you will say, Nature hath not made all Mankind Capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of Good Instruction, 'tis true, but give me leave to say, that I believe there are more Faults in Educators than in Nature; but, Madam, I have no Children, therefore no Tutoress, and if I had Children, 'tis likely I should have done as most Parents do, which is, to Breed them up in Vanity and not in Virtue; but, Madam, you have Children, which I am confident will be Sweetly Dispo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed, like your Self, for you Breed them Gent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, rather with Reason than with Rods, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in you do Wisely and Kindly, and I wish all Parents and Tutors may take an Example from
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you, who are a Lady of such Perfection, as I ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count my Self Honoured to be,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Humble and Devoted Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="76" type="letter">
<head>LXXVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>SInce I last writ to you, I have been to hear Mrs. <hi>P. N.</hi> Preach, for now she is, as I did believe she would be, <hi>viz.</hi> a Preaching Si<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ster, There were a great many Holy Sisters and Holy Brethren met together, where many took their turns to Preach, for as they are for Liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of Conscience, so they are for Liberty of Preaching, but there were more Sermons than Learning, and more Words than Reason, Mrs. <hi>P. N.</hi> began, but her Sermon I do not well remember, and after she had Sighed and VVin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded out her Devotion, a Holy Brother stood up and Preached thus, as I shall briefly relate to you.</p>
<p>DEarly beloved Brethren and Sisters, We are gathered together in the Lord with Purity of Spirit to Preach his Word amongst us, We are the Chosen and Elect Children of the Lord who have Glorified Spirits and Sanctified Souls, we have the Spirit of God in us, which Inspires us to Pray and to Preach, as also to Call upon his
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Name and to Remember him of his Promise to Vnite and Gather us together into his New Ierusalem, separating us from Reprobates, that we may not be Defiled with their Presence, for you Dear Brethren Know by the Spirit, that they are not the Children of the Lord but Sathans Children, they are the Children of Darkness, we the Children of Light, we are Glorified and San<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctified by Supernatural Grace, we are a Peculiar People, and the Holy Prophets of the Lord, to Fore-see, Fore-tell and Declare his Will and Pleasure, also we are to Incourage and Comfort the Saints in Afflictions and Times of Tribulation and Consolation, and to Help them to Present their Sanctified Sighs, Tears and Groans unto the Lord; but the Spirit moveth me to Pray and to leave off Preaching, wherefore let us Pray unto the Lord.</p>
<p>So after the Holy Brother had done his Pray<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er, Mr. <hi>N. N.</hi> who was there, pull'd off his Peruick, and put on a Night-Cap, wherein he appeared so like a Holy Brother as they took him for one of their Sect, and he Preached this following Sermon.</p>
<p>DEarly beloved Brethren, We are here met in a Congregation together, some to Teach, others to Learn; but neither the Teaching nor Learning can be any other way but Natural and according to Human Capacitie, for we cannot be Coelestial whilst we are Terrestrial, neither can
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we be Glorified whilst we are Mortal and sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to Death, nor yet can we arrive to the Purity of Saints or Angels, whilst we are subject to Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural Imperfections both in Body and Mind, but there are some Men that Believe they are, or at least may be so Pure in Spirit by Saving Grace, as to be Sanctified, and to be so much fill'd with the Holy Ghost as to have Spiritual Visions, and ordinarily to have Conversation with God, belie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving God to be a Common Companion to their Idle Imaginations. But this Opinion proceeds from an Extraordinary Self-Love, Self-Pride, and Self-Ambition, as to believe they are the only fit Companions for God himself, and that not any of God's Creatures are or were Worthy to be Favou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, but They, much less to be made of Gods Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy Counsel, as they believe they are, as to Know his Will and Pleasure, his Decrees and Destinies, which indeed are not to be Known, for the Creator is too Mighty for a Creature to Comprehend him, Wherefore let us Humbly Pray to What we can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not Conceive.</p>
<p>But before he had quite Ended his Sermon, the Holy flock began to Bustle, and at last VVent quite out of the Room, so that he might have Pray'd by Himself, had not I and two or three Ladies more that were of my Company, Stayed, and when he had done his short Prayer, He told me and the other Ladyes, that he had Done that which the Great Counsel of State could not Do, for he had by one short Discourse Disper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed
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a Company of Sectaries without Noise or Disturbance, but at last we dispersed our selves to our own Houses, although Mr. <hi>N. N.</hi> would have given us a Ball after a Sermon, but I was so tyred with the One, as I was not fit for the O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, for we were from Morning till Evening to hear them Preach; yet as Tyred and Wea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry as I am I could not choose but Repeat these two of their shortest Sermons which I heard, and so I subscribe my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="77" type="letter">
<head>LXXVII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>YOu were pleased to desire me to Read the Romance of <hi>A.</hi> as also, the Romance of <hi>C.</hi> which I have obeyed in reading the Romance of <hi>A</hi>; but as yet I have not read any part of <hi>C.</hi> and to give you an Account of my Perusal, I think there is more Love than Reason in it, and more Wit than Truth or Probability of Truth; and certainly it is deplorable, that so much Wit and Eloquence should be wasted on Amorous Love, as also to bring all Scholastical, as Theo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>logical, Physical, Logistical and the like Argu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, Disputes and Discourses, into the Theme
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of Amorous Love, which Love is between Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petite or Desire and Fruition of Different Sexes of Men and Women; but I perceive that Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mance-Writers endeavour to make all their Romance-Readers believe that the Gods, Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, Fates, Destinies and Fortune do imploy or busie themselves only in the affairs of Amorous Lovers, which is a very low Imployment or Concern. Also I perceive that Romance-Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers are very Rheumatick, for if all the Tears Romances express Lovers to shed, were Gathe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red or United, it would cause a second Deluge of the World; it seems Amorous Love is Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>posed more of Water than Fire, and more of Desire than Fruition. But leaving Amorous Lovers to more Folly than Discretion, to Lose more Time than to Gain Love, and wishing them Sound Lungs for Sighs, and Moist Eyes for Tears, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="78" type="letter">
<head>LXXVIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
</opener>
<p>IN your last Letter you expressed that you had Presented <hi>C.</hi> with a Book of <hi>G</hi>s. VVriting, I wonder you would Present that Book to <hi>C.</hi> by reason that he is a Gallant for Pleasure, and not
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a Stoick for Study; also you express'd you sent one to <hi>D.</hi> the Student, let me tell you, Madam, I dare swear he will never read it Half out, not for the Bigness of the Volume, but for the New<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness of the Style and Age, for most Students de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spise all New Works, and only delight in Old Worm-eaten Records; the truth is, few Books are read Throughout the First Age, it is well if at the Fourth Age the End be arrived at, especi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally in the same Nation where the Author is a Native, for as our Saviour sayes, A man is not E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>steemed of in his Own Country, and yet in ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther place he sayes, A man is Known by his Works; wherefore the best way for a man that would have his Writings Known and Esteemed of in his Life time, is to send them to Travel in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to Forein Nations, for at Home they will find but little Applause, no not Romances, which the VVorld Dotes on, for Distance of Place is next to Distance of Time, at least resembles it. But if any will present their VVorks to Persons of their Own Nation, they must present them to such as are Known to Delight in such Subjects their Books treat of, and then perchance they may read a leaf or two, and by that Censure all the Book; But fearing you should Censure me for writing so Long a Letter, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="79" type="letter">
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<head>LXXIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Was yesterday presented with a Book Trans<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lated out of <hi>French</hi> into <hi>English,</hi> wherein I find the Author of the Book Condemns those that set their Images before their Books, or that suffer their Friends to give their Opinions of their Books in Epistles, or that do write many, or some, or few Epistles before their Books, whereas him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self writes so Long an Epistle, in finding Fault with Others, and civilly Applauding Himself, in not having his Picture or his Friends Applau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses, as that Epistle or Preface is as Long, if not More, than many Short Epistles, and as Vain-glorious as Many Friends Praises. But I am so far from that Noble Persons Opinion or Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>desty, that I wish, whereas I have One Friend to Praise my Works, although Partially, I had a Thousand, or rather Ten thousand Millions, nay, that their number were Infinite, that the Issue of my Brain, Fame, and Name, might live to Eternity if it were possible; neither do I think or believe it a Sin to Wish it, by reason it proceeds from Pure Self-love, which is the Root or Foundation of the Love of God and all Moral Virtues, I do not mean Corrupted Self-love, but as I said, Pure Self-love, by which God and Nature did Make, and doth Order the
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whole World, or Infinite Matter. But, Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, give me leave to say, that this Age doth Corrupt all Wit and Wisdom with Sophistry, and because they cannot write Beyond the An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tients, they will endeavour to Disgrace them, although most Writers Steal from them. But for this <hi>French</hi> Author, setting aside his Epistle, his Book is full of Wit and Reason, as it is ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred by the Translator, and wishing all Wri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters could fill their Books with Wit and Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="80" type="letter">
<head>LXXX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>BY Relation, Reading, and Observation, I find that every Age is not alike for Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour, Judgement and Wit, although alike for Kind, Life and Death; for some Ages are so He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roick, as all their Thoughts are of War, and all their Actions Fighting; in other Ages all their Thoughts are Considering, and their Actions Experiments; in other Ages all their Thoughts are Superstitious, and their Actions Sermons; in other Ages all their Thoughts are Amorous, and their Actions Adulteries; and so in many o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther things, as Humors, Passions, Appetites,
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Customs, as also in Diets, Accoustrements, Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haviour, Discourse, and the like; all which I have seriously Consider'd, what should be the Cause that men being of One and the same Kind, <hi>viz.</hi> Mankind, should Differ so much in seve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral Ages in the Course of their Life; But I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not find any more Reason for it, than for several Diseases in several Ages, as for Example, a Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ease, namely, the Sweating Disease, that was Predominant in <hi>England,</hi> and after in <hi>Germany,</hi> and many other Diseases which are Predomi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nant in One Age and not in Another, which cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly is produced from an Influence from the Planets. But this is to be observed, that Evils may proceed from the Planets, but what is Good both for Body and Mind proceeds from a High<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er, Celestial Power. And as for this Age we live in now, 'tis Prodigal to their Enemies, and Ungrateful to their Friends; but, Madam, though this Age be so Infected in the Generali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, yet some Particulars escape this Infection, for You and I are as Constant in Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship as the Light to the Sun, which is the Happiness of</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Humble Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="81" type="letter">
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<head>LXXXI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you desired me to write some Letters of Complement, as also some Panegyricks, but I must intreat you to Excuse me, for my Style in Writing is too Plain and Simple for such Courtly Works; besides, give me leave to inform you, that I am a Servant to Truth and not to Flattery; although I confess, I rather Lose than Gain in my Mistress's Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, for she is Poor and Naked, and hath not those means to Advance her Servants as Flatte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry hath, who gives Plenty of Words, and is Prodigal of Praise, and is Clothed in a Flourish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Style, Imbroydered with Oratory; but my Mistress, Truth, hath no need of such Adorn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings, neither doth she give many Words, and seldom any Praise, so as her Servants have not any thing to live on or by, but mere Honesty, which rather Starves than Feeds any Creature; yet howsoever, I being bred in her Service from my Youth, will never Quit her till Death takes me away; and if I can Serve you by Serving her, Command me, and I shall Honestly Obey you, and so rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="82" type="letter">
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<head>LXXXII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you Condemn me for li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving a Country Life, saying, I Bury my self whilst I Live, and you wonder, that knowing I love Glory, I should live so Solitary a Life as I do; I confess, Madam, both the Manner of my Life and my Ambitious Nature, If a Solitary Life be not to Live in a Metrapolitan City, spred broad with Vanity, and almost smother'd with Crowds of Creditors for Debts; and as I Confess my Solitude, so I Confess my Glory, which is to Despise such Vanities, as will be ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther a Reproach to my Life, than a Fame to af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter Ages, and I should Weep my self into Wa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, if I could have no other Fame than Rich Coaches, Lackies, and what State and Ceremo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny could produce, for my Ambition flies high<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er, as to Worth and Merit, not State and Vani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; I would be Known to the World by my VVit, not by my Folly, and I would have my Actions so VVise and Just, as I might neither be Asham'd nor Afrai'd to Hear of my self. But, Madam, as you Condemn My Life, so I Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demn Yours, for the Nobles that live in a Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trapolitan City, live but as Citizens, and Citi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zens that live in the Country, live like Noble men, with less Expences and more Liberty, ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving
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large Extension of Lands, and not Impri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>soned in One House, and their Recreations are more Various and Noble, neither do they spend their Time in Idle Visiting, but Prudent Over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>seeing; In short, Madam, there is so much Dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference in either sort of Life, as the One is like Heaven, full of Peace and Blessedness, the Other full of Trouble and Vice; and so living in the sweet Air of Content, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="83" type="letter">
<head>LXXXIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you Chid me for Loving too Earnestly, saying, Extreme Love did Consume my Body and Torment my Mind, and that whosoever Love to a High Degree are Fools; If so, I Confess, Madam, I am as much a Fool as ever Nature made, for where I set my Love, it is Fix'd like Eternity, and is as Full as Infinite; My Love is not Fix'd Suddenly, for it takes Experience and Consideration to help to Place it, both which have been my Guides and Directors to Love you, which makes me Love you Much, and shall make me Love you Long,
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if Souls Die not, and so I shall alwayes, and in all occasions be,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Constant Friend and Humble Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="84" type="letter">
<head>LXXXIV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>NOw we be both Return'd into our Native Country, let us Meet to Rejoyce toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, for though our Husbands have Lost much, yet the Broken parts of their Estates they have Recover'd by the Just Laws of this King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, will afford us some Recreation, Pastime, and Harmless Sports. As for the Place of our Meeting, If I may Advise, it shall be <hi>N.</hi> whose Owner is <hi>M. N.</hi> a Person that hath Lost the Most of any Subject, yet he is the Best Contented, and so the Happiest, for he never Troubles himself for any Worldly Wealth, especially when he cannot tell Honestly which way to Repair his Estate; And though he be Wisely Prudent, yet he is not Basely Misera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, as to be Miserably Sparing, but will Enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain us Civilly, Friendly, Generously, Pleasant<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, Delightfully. So expecting when you will appoint the Time, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="85" type="letter">
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<head>LXXXVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you did friendly Chide me for my Passionate Anger, and for some Words I did speak in that Angry Passion, I Confess my Error, but yet you must Know that my Passion proceeded from Extreme Natural and Honest Love, as to be Angry in Mind, and Bitter and Sharp in Words, to and of those, I know by Experience and Practice to be Envious, Spite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full, Malicious, and Ungratefull to those I do and ought dearly to Love, and this made me Speak that which Discretion perchance did not Allow or Approve of, although Honesty could not Forbid it; but had it been in my Own par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular Cause or Person, I should neither have been Angry nor Bitter, neither in Thoughts nor Words, for I can easily pass over all Hate or Anger, either in Words or Actions to my Self, so they be neither Contumelious, nor Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pairably Dishonourable, the First can proceed from none but my Superiors, the Other from none but Bestial Ruffians; As for my Supe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riours, I count none my Superiours, but those that Surpass me in Virue, Grace, Wisdome, and Excellency of Mind, except my Natural Parents; and as for Rude Ruffians, I am of such Quality, as not to Keep such Company, nor to be Unattended by Servants that Wait upon me,
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or near my Call. But I Confess my Indiscre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, for Violent Passion doth neither gain Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stice, Right, nor Truth, of Malice, VVrong, and Falshood, Yet I am obliged to you for your Love, for you have shew'd more True Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship in your Reproof, than Feigned Friends do in their Flattery, for which I am,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Faithfull and most Humble Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="86" type="letter">
<head>LXXXVI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Have Read <hi>R</hi>s. Book, which you were plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed to send me, and it is written Learnedly, Eloquently, Wittily, and Christianly, for all which the Author is to be Applauded and Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mired, concerning the Truth, Method, and Inge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nuity of the VVork, and had he been a Divine by Order and Profession, the Subject of his Book, which is, concerning the Scripture, had been most Applaudable, but being a Lay-man and not a Consecrated Church-man, the Scrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture was not a fit Theme for his Pen to work up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, at least not in my Opinion, for although I Keep strictly to the Church of England, yet I think it not fit for a Lay-man to busie his Pen concerning the Scripture; for it belongs only
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to Church-men, to Study, Interpret, Expound, Teach and Preach the Scripture, and its an Usur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pation for Lay-men to meddle in Church-mens Profession, unless it be granted that a Lay-man have more VVit, Reason, Learning and Inspi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration than all the Church-men have. But truly, Madam, the Book is an Excellent Book in that Kind, Only give me leave to tell you, that to Defend Scripture is partly to express Faults in Scripture; and to Dispute upon the Obscu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rities in Scripture is to Puzzle the Truth in Scripture. But leaving Scripture to the Church-men, and the Author to Fame, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="87" type="letter">
<head>LXXXVII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am Sorry Mrs. <hi>D.</hi> is so Despairingly Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lancholy as not to be Comforted, and I am the more Sorry that the Ground of her Des<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pair is the Bible and Ignorant Interpreters, such as rather Confound the Cleer Expressions there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in, than Clear the Dark and Mystical. But ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Pious persons have fall'n into the same Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stemper, through want of Deep Capacities, Cleer Understandings, and Sound Judgments,
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to Interprete the Scripture, or to Conceive the Spiritual Inspections and Elevations of the Purity of Christian Religion, and all the several Opinions therein. The Church of England is the Purest, but yet it hath suffer'd the Scripture to be Read too Commonly, which hath caused much Disturbance, not only to Particular Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons, but in the Church it self, and hath lost much of the Dignity belonging to Church-men, nay, it hath so Discomposed the Church-Government, as it is a wonder it should settle in its Centre again. But the Church-men say, they give Lay-men Leave for to Read the Scripture, but not to Interprete it, but the Leave of the First gives Leave to the Latter. But, Madam, these Causes are not for our Sex to Discourse of, wherefore we will rather Pray for our Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flicted Friend Mrs. <hi>D.</hi> and so taking my leave of you, I rest,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="88" type="letter">
<head>LXXXVIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not Wonder that the War in <hi>E.</hi> against <hi>O.</hi> hath no Better Success, since there are such Petty Commanders and Mean Gover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nors,
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and I Fear the Warring designs of <hi>G.</hi> will have no Better fortune, because the Generals, which are to Command in Chief, are not much Better than those that are to be Commanded, neither for Skill, Conduct, Fame, Title, Friends, Wealth nor Power, in all which a Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral ought to Surpass those he Commands, for they may be Good Souldiers for a Troop, Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>giment or Brigade, which are not Skilfull or Fit for a General, for to be a Good General, doth not only require Skill and Courage, but VVise Conduct, and VVisdome is not found in every Souldiers brain; besides, a General must be a man of Note, for an Inferiour Person will hardly be Obeyed, for if he be not a man of Fame, Title, Worth and Merit, every Under Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mander will think himself as Good and fit to be a General as he, and will scorn to be Comman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded by his Equal; Wherefore Superiors are only fit to be Commanders and Governours: Besides, a General or Governour must be full of Generosity, free from Covetousness, which Generosity seldom Cohabit's with Poverty or Inferiour Persons; also they must be Just; both to Punish and Reward, Resolute to execute the one, and Forward to perform the other. But Officers, Governours and Commanders are for the most part chosen by the means of Bribes, Faction or Favour, and not for Fitness, VVorth and Merit, which Causes so many Disorders, Complaints and Rebellions, for few Nations live long in Peace, and most part of the World, at
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least all <hi>Europe</hi> is at this time fill'd with bloody War, and most Nations are forced to War with each other to Keep their Natives from Civil Dissentions. But War is not a Subject proper for our Sex to discourse of, although in the Ru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ines of War we suffer Equally with Men; Wherefore leaving this Discourse of War I Conclude with Peace, for I am,</p>
<closer>
<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and humble Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="89" type="letter">
<head>LXXXIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am Sorry to hear Mrs. <hi>C. L.</hi> is married to one She Dislikes so much, as to profess she cannot Love her Husband, and to Complain of her Parents, for forcing her with Threats of Curses to that Match, but it is to be hoped, that Love will both begin and increase by Acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance and Society, and his Kindness to her, for he is reported to be a very Honest Good-natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red man, and then she will give her Parents Thanks, for it is to be observed, that Hot Amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous Lovers when they are Married, their Affections grow Cooler, and at last so Cold as to Dye Insensible, so as the Marriage-bed proves the Grave of Love, I mean of fond Amorous Love, for certainly Amorous Lovers have Poe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tical Imaginations of each other, and Fancy each
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other not onely Beyond what they are, but what is not in Nature to be, but such Matrimonial Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaintance proves their Love was built on Fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, and not on Reality, they Married Mortal Creatures, not Gods or Goddesses, nor such Worthy or Constant Damosels as Romances feign, so as their Love Vanishes as Poetical Airy Castles, or Inchanted Towers, and not any Love Remains, but if there doth, it is but as a Thatch'd Cottage, a Plain, Homely Love, whereas they that Marry Discreetly, and not Fondly, their Love is like Poor Beginners, who have No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing or very Little to live on, but being Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest and Industrious, get something, and being Prudent and Thrifty, in time become Rich, nay, many times so Rich, as to Build stately Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>laces, and have Respect and Honour from all that know them; so in those Marriages where Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretion joyns hands, Honesty begets Love, and thrifty Temperance makes Constancy, which builds Happiness and Peace for their Lives to live in, and all that Know or Hear of them, Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour and Respect them for their Worth and Merit, for their Wisdom and True Love. But as Time joynes Honest minds and Temperate persons with Love, so Time separates Vain I<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>maginations and Amorous persons with Dislike, and sometimes with Hate; and so leaving <hi>C. L.</hi> to Time, Reality, Temperance, Discretion, and Honesty, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="90" type="letter">
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<head>XC.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am sorry the Plague is much in the City you are in, as I hear, and fear your Stay will In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>danger your Life, for the Plague is so Spread<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing and Penetrating a Disease, as it is a Malig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nant Contagion, and Dilates it self throughout a City, nay, many times, from City to City, all over a Kingdom, and enters into every Particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar House, and doth Arrest almost every Parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular Person with Death, at least, layes grievous Sores upon them; Indeed Great Plagues are Death's Harvest, where he Reaps down Lives like Ears of Corn; wherefore, Madam, let me perswade you to Remove, for certainly Life is so Pretious, as it ought not to be Ventured, where there is no Honour to be Gain'd in the Hazard, for Death seems Terrible, I am sure it doth to Me, there is nothing I Dread more than Death, I do not mean the Strokes of Death, nor the Pains, but the Oblivion in Death, I fear not Death's Dart so much as Death's Dungeon, for I could willingly part with my Present Life, to have it Redoubled in after Memory, and would willingly Die in my Self, so I might Live in my Friends; Such a Life have I with you, and you with me, our Persons being at a Distance, we live to each other no otherwise than if we were Dead, for Absence is a Present
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Death, as Memory is a Future Life; and so ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny Friends as Remember me, so many Lives I have, indeed so many Brains as Remember me, so many Lives I have, whether they be Friends or Foes, onely in my Friends Brains I am Better Entertained; And this is the Reason I Retire so much from the Sight of the World, for the Love of Life and Fear of Death: for since Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture hath made our Bodily Lives so short, that if we should Live the full Period, it were but like a Flash of Lightning, that Continues not, and for the most part leaves black Oblivion behind it; and since Nature Rules the Bodily Life, and we cannot live Alwayes, nor the Bounds of Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture be Inlarged, I am industrious to Gain so much of Nature's Favour, as to enable me to do some Work, wherein I may leave my <hi>Idea,</hi> or Live in an <hi>Idea,</hi> or my <hi>Idea</hi> may Live in Many Brains, for then I shall Live as Nature Lives a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst her Creatures, which onely Lives in her Works, and is not otherwise Known but by her Works, we cannot say, she lives Personally amongst her Works, but Spiritually within her Works; and naturally I am so Ambitious, as I am restless to Live, as Nature doth, in all Ages, and in every Brain, but though I cannot hope to do so, yet it shall be no Neglect in me; And as I desire to Live in every Age, and in every Brain, so I desire to Live in every Heart, especially in your Ladiships, wherein I believe I do alrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, and wish I may live Long. Wherefore for my own sake, as well as yours, let me intreat
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you to Remove out of that Plaguy City, for if you Die, all those Friends you Leave, or Think of, or Remember, partly Die with you, nay, some perchance for Ever, if they were Personal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Dead before, and onely Live in your Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory; Wherefore, as you are a Noble Lady, have a Care of your Friends, and go out of that City as Soon as you can, in which you will Ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lige all those you Favour, or that Love you, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst which there is none more Truly, Faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully, and Fervently, your Friend and Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant, than,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>I, <hi>M. N.</hi>
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<div n="91" type="letter">
<head>XCI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you say, that the Lady <hi>G. P.</hi> carried a Letter she received from Mrs. <hi>O. B.</hi> from Company to Company to Jest at, because it was not Indited after the Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Phrase, but after the Old manner and way, beginning thus, <hi>After my hearty Commendati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, hoping you are in good Health, as I am at the writing hereof; this is to let you understand, &amp;c.</hi> But I know not why any body should Jest at it, for 'tis Friendly to send their Commendations, and to wish them Good Health, and certainly
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Friendly and Kind Expressions are to be Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer'd before Courtly Complements, the First sounds like Real Truth, the Other may be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monstrated to be Feigning, for all Complements Exceed the Truth; 'Tis true, the Style of Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters alters and changes as the Fashion of Clothes doth, but Fashions are not alwayes changed for more Commodious or Becoming, but for the sake of Variety, for an Old Fashion may be more Useful and Graceful than a Modern Fashi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on: But I believe the Lady <hi>G. P.</hi> carried Mrs. <hi>O. B</hi> s. Letter about with her for a Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence to visit Company, like as Gossips do Cakes and other Junkets to their Neighbours, the Jun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kets increasing the Company, and the Company the Junkets, so the Lady <hi>G. P.</hi> out of a Luxu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry to Talk and Company, like as other Gossips out of a Luxury to Talking and Eating, carried the Letter, to shew her several Acquaintance Sport, to get other Acquaintance, and if she had not had that Letter, 'tis likely she would have found some other Pretence rather than have stayed at Home. Indeed, one may say, that in this Age there is a malignant Contagion of Gos<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>siping, for not onely one Woman Infects an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other, but the Women Infect the Men, and then one Man Infects another, nay, it Spreads so much, as it takes hold even on Young Children, so strong and Infectious is this Malignity; but if any will Avoid it, they must every Morning A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>noint the Soles of their Feet with the Oyl of Slackness, and Bath every Limb in a Bath of
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Rest, then they must put into their Ears some Drops of Quiet, to Strengthen the Brain against Vaporous Noise, and Stop their Ears with a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle Wool of Deafness, to keep out the Wind of Idle Discourse, also they must Wash their Eyes with the Water of Obscurity, lest the glaring light of Vanity should Weaken them, and they must take some Electuary of Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>templation, which is very Soverain to Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort the Spirits, and they must drink Cool<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Julips of Discretion, which are good a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainst the Fever of Company, and if they take some Jelly of Restraint, they will find it to be an Excellent Remedy against this Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lignity, onely they must take great care lest they be too Relax to Perswasion, but ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther so Restringent as to be Obstinate from entring into a Concourse; for there is no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing more Dangerous in all Malignant Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eases, than Throngs or Crowds of People; and this is the best Preparative against the Plague of Gossiping. But for fear with writing too Long a Letter I should fall into that Disease, I take my leave, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="92" type="letter">
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<head>XCII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you were pleased to tell me, that Sir <hi>A. M.</hi> was to Visit you, and hearing that the Lady <hi>B. V.</hi> was come to See you, he started from the Place he sate, and went away as in Hast, in my Opinion it was Strange he should do so, since he professes to Love her so much, as the Extremity makes him Unhappy, for though some may Run away through Fear, yet not for Love, for whatsoever is Loved or Beloved, is Sought after, &amp; what men are Afraid of, they Fly from, and what they Love, they Fly to; so that Love Pursues, and Hate or Fear is as it were Pursued; but perchance he is a Despairing Lover, and Despair is beyond all other Passions; besides, Despair proceeds from Fear, for Fear is the Father that begets Despair; or perchance he was afraid that his Presence in her Company might Injure her Reputation, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Known to be her Lover; or he might fear his Presence might Displease her, and Lovers had rather Grieve Themselves, than Injure or Anger their Beloved; or else he was afraid that the Sight of her would Increase his Torments, or Tormenting Love: But howsoever, certainly Fear was the cause of his sudden Departure, and 'tis to be feared, that his Love is mixt with an Unlawful Desire, that he was afraid to See her
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whom he had no Hopes to Injoy. But leaving Sr. <hi>A. M.</hi> to Despair, and her to her Chast Virtue, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="93" type="letter">
<head>XCIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased in your last Letter to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>press to me the Reason of the Lady <hi>D. S</hi> s. and the Lady <hi>E. K</hi>s. Melancholy, which was for Want of Children; I can not Blame the Lady <hi>D. S.</hi> by reason her Husband is the Last of his Family unless he have Children, but the Lady <hi>E. K</hi>s. Husband being a Widdower when he Married her, and having Sons to In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>herit his Estate, and to Keep up his Family, I Know no Reason why she should be troubled for having no Children, for though it be the part of every Good Wife to desire Children to Keep alive the Memory of their Husbands Name and Family by Posterity, yet a Woman hath no such Reason to desire Children for her Own Sake, for first her Name is Lost as to her Particular, in her Marrying, for she quits her Own, and is Named as her Husband; also her Family, for neither Name nor Estate goes to her
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Family according to the Laws and Customes of this Countrey; Also she Hazards her Life by Bringing them into the World, and hath the greatest share of Trouble in Bringing them up; neither can VVomen assure themselves of Comfort or Happiness by them, when they are grown to be Men, for their Name only lives in Sons, who Continue the Line of Succession, whereas Daughters are but Branches which by Marriage are Broken off from the Root from whence they Sprang, &amp; Ingrafted into the Stock of an other Family, so that Daughters are to be accounted but as Moveable Goods or Furni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures that wear out; and though sometimes they carry the Lands with them, for want of Heir-males, yet the Name is not Kept nor the Line Continued with them, for these are buried in the Grave of the Males, for the Line, Name and Life of a Family ends with the Male issue; But many times Married Women desire Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren, as Maids do Husbands, more for Honour than for Comfort or Happiness, thinking it a Disgrace to live Old Maids, and so likewise to be Barren, for in the Jews time it was some Disgrace to be Barren, so that for the most part Maids and Wives desire Husbands and Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren upon any Condition, rather than to live Maids or Barren: But I am not of their minds, for I think a Bad Husband is far worse than No Husband, and to have Unnatural Children is more Unhappy than to have No Children, and where One Husband proves Good, as Loving
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and Prudent, a Thousand prove Bad, as Cross and Spendthrifts, and where One Child proves Good, as Dutifull and Wise, a Thousand prove Disobedient and Fools, as to do Actions both to the Dishonour and Ruine of their Familyes. Besides, I have observed, that Breeding VVo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, especially those that have been married some time, and have had No Children, are in their Behaviour like New-married VVives, whose Actions of Behaviour and Speech are so Formal and Constrain'd, and so Different from their Natural way, as it is Ridiculous; for New Married Wives will so Bridle their Behaviour with Constraint, or Hang down their Heads so Simply, not so much out of True modesty, as a Forced Shamefulness; and to their Husbands they are so Coyly Amorous, or so Amorously Fond and so Troublesome Kind, as it would make the Spectators Sick, like Fulsome Meat to the Stomach; and if New-married Men were Wise men, it might make them Ill Husbands, at least to Dislike a Married Life, because they cannot Leave their Fond or Amorous VVives so Readily or Easily as a Mistress; but in Truth that Humour doth not last Long, for after a month or two they are like Surfeited Bodyes, that like any Meat Better than what they were so Fond of, so that in time they think their Husbands Worse Company than any other men. Also Women at the Breeding of their First Children make so many Sick Faces, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though
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oftentimes the Sickness is only in their Faces, not but that some are Really Sick, but not every Breeding Women; Likewise they have such Feigned Coughs, and fetch their Breath Short, with such Feigning Laziness, and so many Unnecessary Complaints, as it would VVeary the most Patient Husband to hear or see them: besides, they are so Expensive in their Long<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings and Perpetual Eating of several Costly Meats, as it would Undo a man that hath but an Indifferent Estate; but to add to their Charge, if they have not what they Please for Child-bed Linnen, Mantels, and a Lying-in Bed, with Suitable Furniture for their Lying-Chamber, they will be so Fretfull and Discontented, as it will indanger their Miscarrying; Again to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>double the Charge, there must be Gossiping, not only with Costly Banquets at the Christening and Churching, but they have Gossiping all the time of their Lying-in, for then there is a more set or formal Gossiping than at other ordinary times. But I fear, that if this Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter come to the view of our Sex besides your self, they will throw more Spitefull or An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gry Words out of their mouths against me, than the Unbeleeving Jews did hard Stones out of their hands at Saint <hi>Stephan</hi>; but the best is, they cannot Kill me with their Reproaches, I speak but the Truth of what I have obser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved amongst many of our Sex; VVherefore, Pray Madam, help to Defend me, as being
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my Friend, and I yours, for I shall Continue as long as I live,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Ladyship's most Faithfull and Humble Servant.</signed>
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<div n="94" type="letter">
<head>XCIV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IT is to be observed, that Absence Cools Affec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, and Presence Heats them, and Long Presence Burns them up, like as the Sun the Creatures of the Earth, which are Cold in his Absence, Warmed with his Presence, and Burnt with his Continuance; But some Affections live alwayes, as at the Poles, Frozen, and as in a Twy-light, wherein they can never be Seen Perfectly, and the Natures of such men for the most part are like Bears, Dull and Ravenous, which shews, that Bears are of Cold Constitu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, living alwayes in the Coldest Climates, for Cold Congeals the Spirits, Thickens the Skin, Stupifies the Senses, but Sharpen's the Hungry Appetite; and Different Extremes for the most part meet in Like Effects, for Extreme Heat Exhales or Exhausts the Spirits, Dimm's or Weakens the Senses, Hardens the Skin, and Quickens the Appetite of Drought, and Burning and Freezing is Equally Painfull, and the Pains
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are somewhat Alike, as both Peircing and Prick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, as if Cold and Heat were Sharply pointed; but a Hot Love is better than a Cold one, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though a Cold Love is likelier to last Longer, like those that live in Hot Countries, who are not half so Long-Lived as those that live in Cold, the reason is, that the Spirits Exhaling out of the Body, carry out Life with them, whereas the Spirits being onely Congeal'd, Remain still within the Body, and Life keeps in, and lives with them, for Spirits are Life. But leaving Hot and Cold Love, which is Luke-warm, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="95" type="letter">
<head>XCV.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you were pleased to let me know, how Bravely the Lady <hi>F. O.</hi> lives, both for Rich Clothing, Costly Houshold-furniture, and Great Equipage; truly, for those that have a sufficient Estate to Maintain it, and a Noble Title to Countenance it, 'tis very Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mendable and Honourable to live in Grandeur, otherwise it is Prodigal, Vain, Base, and Fool<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ish: Prodigal, to live Beyond their Means or
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Wealth; Vain, to make a Fluttering shew with the Wast of their Estate; Base, to Usurp the Grandeur of Noble and Princely Titles; and Foolish, to make Enemies through Envy to their Vanity, to Triumph on them in their Poverty, which Poverty must of Necessity fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low their Unnecessary Wast, if they have not a Staple-stock, so that they of Necessity must Break and become Bankrupts, in which Condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion they will be Despised, and so much the more as they were Envyed for their Vain Bra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very, and Hated for their Base Usurped Gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deur, the more they are Scorned in their Pover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and Laugh'd at in their Misery. Indeed, it is a Ridiculous Sight to see any live Above their Wealth or Dignity; 'tis like mercenary Stage-players, that Act the parts of Princes, but none of the Spectators give them the Respect and Honour due to Great Princes, knowing they are but Poor Players and Mean Persons; but true Noble Persons indeed, as they will not Quit any thing that belongs to their Dignities, so they will not Usurp any thing that belongs not to their Titles, and when such Persons chance to fall into Misery, yet they fall not into Scorn, but Pity and Compassion will wait upon them, or meet them with Respect; but in all Condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, Degrees, and Dignities, it is better to Live Wisely than Bravely, and to Live Wise<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, is, to Spend Moderately, to Live Plentiful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, Easily, Peaceably, Pleasantly, and so Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pily; to Spend Moderately, is, to keep within
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the Bounds of their Estate, not to go beyond the Limits of their Comings in; to Live Plen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifully, is, to spend nothing Vainly, nor to spare nothing Useful, or Proper for their Quality; to Live Peaceably, is, to live Privately, free from troublesome Company, as Idle Visitors, and Trencher-Guests, who Censure every Word or Act to the VVorst Intent and Sense, and Slander every one that is Better than them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves; to Live Easily, is, to have their Family in Order and Obedience, and all their Affairs to be done Methodically; to Live Pleasantly, is, to have such Delights as the Estate will Afford them, and such Pastimes as are Agreeable to their Humours, and the Company of Sociable and Conversable Friends; also to Banish all Perturbed Passions, and Extravagant Appetites, all which is to Live Wisely, as your Ladiship doth; But whether the Lady <hi>F. O.</hi> Live Wise<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, I will leave to your Ladiships Judgment, who dwells Near her, and I at a Greater Distance, although not from your Ladiship, for my Thoughts and Affections are alwayes with you, so as you are Attended and VVaited on by the Soul of,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and humble Servant.</signed>
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<div n="96" type="letter">
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<head>XCVI.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Wonder that Sir <hi>F. E.</hi> should turn his Back to his Enemy, as you say you heard he did, when heretofore he Out-faced his Enemies; wherefore, surely he either thought those Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies he Turn'd from, their Cause to be Juster, or he had some Burden upon his Conscience that was Unrepented of, and knowing in him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self, he was not fit to Die at that present, endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to Preserve his Life by a Flight; or else he thought he might do some Greater Service if he Preserv'd his Life, whereas in that Fight he should Die Unprofitably; or else it was a Panick Fear, that may seize sometimes on Men of Great Courage, although True, Sober, Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liant Men are Seldom, if Ever, Seized with that Fear, by reason they never Venture their Lives but for Honour, and Honour forbids a Masker'd Flight, though not a Noble Retreat, for it is as Commendable to make a Wise and Honoura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Retreat, as to Fight a Just Quarrel. But I have observed, that as some are Wise, Honest, and Valiant, or rather Couragious by Fits, so some are Couragious and Cowardly in several Causes or Cases; as for Example, Some have Courage to venture Hanging for Robbing or Stealing, yet are afraid of a Cudgel, to Fight
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although but at Cuffs; others have Courage to Betray a Friend, but dare not Assist or Conceal a Persecuted Friend, others have Courage to Commit Treason, yet dare not Fight an Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, and many the like; also some are very Couragious in a Passion, and mere Cowards when their Passion is over; also Fear makes some Stout and Couragious, and others Cow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ards, and so doth Drink, and the like; also Covetousness of Wealth makes more Coura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious than any Thing or Cause else, for an Army of Souldiers, if they know they shall be Inriched by the Victory, will Fight with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out all Fear, nay, so as to Die Every man; but Propose to them Honour, or their Countries Safety, or their Kings Right, and they for the most part will Run away, unless they be sure to be Hang'd for it, and then perchance they may Fight for Life, rather than Run away to be sure to Die, for by Staying there is some Hopes, whereas by Running away there is none; but if they fear not to be Catch'd, they Fly. But the Commanders that Fight more for Honour than Spoil, most commonly Stick to the Fight, fearing a Disgrace more than Death, and loving Fame more than Life. But the truth is, that generally there are more Cowards than Valiant Men, and more that have Courage to be Knaves, than to be Honest Men, for it requires both VVisdom and Valour to be Truly Honest, and Upright<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Just, but few have that Noble and Prudent
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Breeding, as to Know what is Truly Just, Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest and Valiant, insomuch as many Commit Errours and Crimes, and so are Disgraced, merely through Ignorance, whereas did they Know and rightly Understand the Grounds or Principles of Honesty and Honour, they would not hazard Infamy; But there are more that have not Breeding according to their Natures, than Natures according to their Breeding, for alas, the World wants Good Instructors, which is the cause of the Follies, Errours, Faults, and Crimes in Men and their Actions. But leaving the Generality, I am sorry for the Disgrace of Sir <hi>F. E.</hi> although it may be hoped, he may Recover himself out of this Reproach, by some Eminent, Honourable, and Valiant Action, which will be a Grave to Bury this Disgrace, for there are wayes and means for men to Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover a Lost Honour, but none for Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, for if once they Lose their Honour, it is Lost for Ever without Redemption, wherefore every one is to regard their own Actions. But lest I should Commit an Errour or Fault, in ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring you with so Long a Letter, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="97" type="letter">
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<head>XCVII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>THe Lady <hi>G. R.</hi> and the Lady <hi>A. N.</hi> in a Visiting meeting, fell into a Discourse of Great Princes and Noble Persons, where the Lady <hi>G. R.</hi> said, that Great Princes and Noble Persons should or ought to have a Grandeur in their Behaviours, Habits, Discourses, Atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance, Life and Renown, as to their Persons, Garments, Speech, Ceremony, Actions and Fame, according to their Titles, Births and Fortunes; Nay, said the Lady <hi>A. N.</hi> not ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to Fortune, for Misfortune or Ill For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune Knocks Grandeur down, and makes it lye as Dead, also Age doth Lessen it: The Lady <hi>G. R.</hi> said, that True Grandeur did ride in Tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umph upon Misfortunes back, for though Ill Fortune might Degrade Noble Persons of Wealth, and Poverty Degrade them of Ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>remony, yet the Right Grandeur of True No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Persons would appear through Raggs, and their Low Condition like as the Sun, which though it could not shine Cleer and Bright through Thick, Black Clouds, yet it made Day in that Hemisphere it moved in, for a Dark Day is not Night; so, although Ill Fortune may Darken the Grandeur of Noble Persons, yet it cannot Benight it; and as for Age, said she, it is so far from Lessening Grandeur as it gives it
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Addition, for true Noble and Heroick Persons, their very Shadows do appear with a Majestical Grandeur, and their Fame sounds with a So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lemn Renown, both to beget Respect, Reverence and Honour in the Eyes, Ears and Minds of all persons, in despite of Fortune or Time, for Grandeur, said she, lives both in the Ashes and Fame of Noble, Worthy, and Gallant Persons. But leaving their Discourse together with their Visit, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="98" type="letter">
<head>XCVIII.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Received your Letter, which is Written in so Eloquent a Style, expressing such High Praises, that, were I apt to be Self-conceited, I should have become so Proud upon reading it, as I should have Denied my self, thinking my self not to be the Same I am; nay, so far I was already to this Pride and Self-denial, that I had a Better Opinion of my self, whilst I was Read<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing your Letter than Usually I have; But with returning thoughts I found my self the Same I am, and that your Praise did proceed meerly from your Civil Respect and Great Affection,
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and not from any Merit in me to Deserve it. Wherefore my Obligations are so much the More, as I do Less merit them, which Obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions shall alwayes be acknowledged by,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your most Humble and Faithfull Servant.</signed>
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</div>
<div n="99" type="letter">
<head>XCIX.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Hear there are many Noble Lords with their Ladies gone into <hi>F.</hi> which shews that in this Age there are many Kind Husbands, for usually when Husbands Travel, they leave their Wives behind, at least, think them to be a Trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble on their Journies, and counting their Trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to be more, than the Pleasure of their Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panyes, they are left at Home. But I believe, this Mode-Travelling is only in this, and not in other Nations, for our Countrey-men make Kinder Husbands than men of other Nations. But since our Wars some are Necessitated and Forc'd to Travel into Forein Countreys, being Banish'd out of their Native Countrey, and the Wives of Banished men are forced to Travel to and from their Husbands, to seek for Means and Subsistence, to Maintain or Relieve their Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cessitated lives, wanting Meat to feed on, and
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Cloaths to cover them; Yet be there not so ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny in this Banished Condition for Number as for Worth, for they are most persons of great Qualities or Dignities, and had great Estates, li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving formerly in great Splendor and Plenty, and now in low Despised Poverty and cold Charity, which makes their Conditions or Fortunes so much the more Sad and Lamentable, onely their Souls and Spirits are not according to their Fortunes, for their noble Souls and Heroick Spirits yield not to Fortunes Slavery, but they as Conquerors ride Triumphing on proud For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tun's back, spurring her sides with Scorn, for though Fortune may Starve or Inslave their Bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dyes, yet she cannot Conquer their Minds. But in this Age there are more Women that Travel for Fashions sake, than out of VVant, more that Travel for Breeding than for Bread, for Company than for Necessity, they spend more in Unnecessary Travels to see strange Nations and Men, than others can get, that Travel to their own Native Countrey and neer Relations, for these Travel not for Observation but Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sistence, they make not their Journies Frolicks of Mirth, but Weeping Departures, their Minds Swim in Troubled Tears, and are Blown with Sighs in their Bodily Barks, whilst they are Swimming on the dangerous Sea in Barks or Ships of Wood blown by blustring Winds; they venture not life for Sport and Fashion, but for Love and Charity; Indeed whereas other Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, either for Observation or Fashion, may
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with their Fathers, Husbands or Sons Travel all the World over, those Women must for ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cessity Travel as they can, having no Choice; And so leaving our Sex either at home or a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broad in their own Native or Forein Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tries, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="100" type="letter">
<head>C.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Wonder at that which your Letter did Mention, that Sir <hi>C. K.</hi> should not Help his Friend, Sir <hi>O. R.</hi> in Distress, wherefore the Distress of <hi>O. R.</hi> doth prove, that Sir <hi>C. K.</hi> was never a True Friend to him, but only a Seeming, as a Professing not an Acting Friend, for though Love lives in the Heart, yet the part of True Friendship Dwells or is onely made Known by the Action; But I have observed, that there's more that are Unkind to their Friends, even their Natural Friends, than Revengefull to their Enemies, and though both are Bad, yet the not doing Good or Timely Service to a Friend, is Worse than to do Hurt to an Enemy; for Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>servation may Constrain them to the One, at least it is but <hi>quid for quo,</hi> as to Revenge an In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jury,
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but nothing but a Treacherous Nature can make or Hinder them from doing a Service for a Friend, if they be able thereto; for it is Inhuman not to do a Timely Courtesie to a Stranger, nay, to an Enemy in Distress, for a Noble Person will not take Advantage of his Enemy, but rather Help him in Distress, although he takes Revenge when he is in an able Condition to Help himself. But not to Help a Friend in Distress, is a Nature worse than Devils, for sure one Devil will Assist ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, if it be but for Acquaintance: But there are many sorts of Friends, if I may call them so, for some Friendships are Made in Adversi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, which are for the most part Broken in Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sperity, either through Envy or Pride; and some Friendships are Made in Prosperity, and are Lost in Adversity, either by Scorn or Fear; some Friendships are Made by Mirth, which are for the most part Lost in Mourning, either for the Shunning of Melancholy or Sad Objects, or for the Love to Mirth, or for the Desire of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>getfulness; some Friendships are Made by Luxury, which are Broken in Sickness; some Friendships are Made in Dangers, as to help each other, which are Lost in Security, and some are Made in Security, which are Lost in Danger, for to avoid the Dangers of each other; some Friendships are Made in Amours, and are Lost by Satiety; some Friendships are Made by Faction and Combination, and are Broken by Separation, and many the like Friendships, which are Made and Broken; but True, Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dissolving
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Friendships are made by Faith, Love, Trust, Gratitude, Fortitude, and Honour, for they are alwayes Valiant for their Friends Safe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, Industrious in their Friends Necessity, Care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful for their Friends Security, Secret in their Friends Trust, Faithful in their Friends Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, Dispatchful in their Friends Affairs, Plead<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in their Friends Sutes, Speaking in their Friends Behalf, Fighting in their Friends Quar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rels, Dying in their Friends Causes, nay, ready to indure Torments for their Friends Ease, or Troubles for their Friends Peace, and there can be no Bar between True Friends, from Doing or Endeavouring Good for and to each others Good; Such a Friendship, Madam, is betwixt You and Me, and True Friends have an Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doubted Belief of each others Love and Fideli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, wherefore it is but civil Ceremony to tell you, I am,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and humble Servant.</signed>
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<div n="101" type="letter">
<head>CI.</head>
<opener>
<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you mentioned that Sir <hi>S. P.</hi> had lost 500 <hi>l.</hi> at Tennis, and 2000. at Cards and Dice, and was now Resolv'd to Play
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no more at those Games, but at Chess; (though Fox and Geese were a better Game for him in my Opinion) for although he may Lose as great Sums at Chess, yet not so Quickly as at Dice, Cards, or Tennis, for the Game at Chess takes time to Consider before he parts from his mony, besides, it requires a Good Judgment, which Sir <hi>S. P.</hi> did not prove to have by his former Adventures, wherein he had such Los<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses; Indeed, Wise men will Venture as little on Fortune as they can, by reason she never gives Assurance, and is too Inconstant to be Trusted without Bonds or Engagements of Friends or Lands, but I know none she hath, for she never keeps Friendship with any One, nor Dwells Constantly in any Place, so as she can neither be Sued, Arrested, nor Imprisoned; wherefore Prudent men will not Trust her, unless upon Necessity; But, certainly it is through a Covetous Humour, that causes men to Venture so much at Play; like as greedy Merchants, that will Venture their Whole Stock upon the Uncertain Winds, and Raging, Rough Seas, in hope of a Rich Return; and I fear Sir <hi>S. P.</hi> hath Lost his Stock in the Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venture, as many Merchants do, and so will be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come a Bankrupt. But to prove Gaming is out of Covetousness, and not for Pastime or Exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cise, is, that Tennis is too Violent a Motion for Wholsome Exercise, for those that Play much at Tennis, impair their Health and Strength, by Wasting their Vital Spirits through much
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Sweating, and Weaken their Nerves by Over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>straining them; neither can Tennis be a Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stime, for it is too Laborious for Pastime, which is onely a Recreation, and there can be no Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creation in Sweaty Labour, for it is laid as a Curse upon men, that they shall Live by the Sweat of their Brows, but those that Lose, shall Want, and become Poor by the Sweat of their Brows; wherefore Recreation which is Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure and Delight, Lives in Ease and Plenty; And thus it is through a Covetous Humour, that men Play at Cards and Dice, and not for Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stime nor Exercise, for as Tennis hath too Much Motion for Exercise, so Playing at Cards and Dice hath too Little, insomuch that when Gamesters rise from Play, their Limbs are Stiff, Numb, and Insensible, for want of Use, the truth is, they fall asleep through Laziness, ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving no Imployment; Neither can I perceive it to be a Recreation, by reason Cards and Chess require more Study than Arithmetick, or Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gick, or any other Science that sets the Brain a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>work, and there is as little Recreation in the La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour of the Mind, as in the Labour of the Body, in the Labour of the Thoughts, as in the La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour of the Limbs; besides, their Stakes are Attended and Watch'd with as many Fears as Hopes, and both are Troubles of the Mind, for Hopes are built on Doubts; and for the Increase of their Wealth, Gamesters are like Chimists, that Seek the Philosophers Stone, in which Search they all become Bankrupts, Losing more
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Gold than they Get, in so much that when they Dye, they leave no Wealth behind them, only their Folly, which they leave at their Death, for Death will not be troubled therewith; But of Worldly Riches they are as Poor as <hi>Laza<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus,</hi> yet whether they shall Lye in <hi>Abrahams</hi> bosome, I Know not. And as Gamesters are like <hi>Lazarus</hi> for the matter of Poverty, so Drunkards are like <hi>Dives</hi> for the matter of Drought, they are alwayes Dry, for much Strong Liquor causes Heat, and Heat causes Drought, so as they Drink themselves Dry, and many times in a Fevorish Distemper de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sire a Drop of Water to Cool their Parched Tongues, having Scalding Heat within them, so that their Wine, or Feavour which Wine causes, proves to their Bodies as Hell-fire, and a furious Madness in their Minds; only there is this Difference, that in Hell-fire, its said, the Body never Decayes or Dies, but in the Fire of Wine the Body doth Wast by degrees, or is suddenly Burnt up in Feavours, and so Dies; Also Drunkards have the Fate of Gamesters and Chymists, which is to be Poor, for as Chymists are Impoverish'd by a VVasting Fire, so Drun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kards are Impoverish'd by Inflaming Wine; al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>so Drunkards are Guilty of Covetousness, not so much of Wealth as of Drink, but they are as Insatiable for Drink as the others for Gold; and Whoremasters may come amongst them for Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vetousness and Poverty, for should they neither Covet Gold nor Drink, yet they Covet other
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Men's Wives, Daughters, Sisters, Aunts, Neeces and Maid-Servants, and Impoverish their Estates, either by presenting the Coy with Gifts, as Bribes to Tempt them, or Maintain them for their Use; also they are as Short-lived as Drunkards, or as Diseased, &amp; as full of Aches, Pains and Weakness. Thus some Toss away their Estates &amp; Lives with a Ball, others Throw away their Estates and Lives with a Dice, some Shuffle away their Estates and Lives with a pack of Cards, others Spue out their Estates and Lives with Wine, others Kiss away their Estates and Lives with Mistresses, and so with the Pot and the Rot, the Ball, the Card and the Dice, men Busie the whole Time of their Life, or rather Waste the whole Time of their Life, together with their Life; And not in any one of these Actions is Honour, nor, as I can perceive, Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure; for their can be no Pleasure in Fear of Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing, nor in Sick-spuing, nor in Painfull Rot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting, nor is there any Honour in these Actions, for it is not Honourable to beat a Ball, but to beat an Enemy, nor to deal out Cards, but to lead out Souldiers, neither is it Honourable to be Dead-drunk in a Tavern, but to be Wounded in the Field of War, for a Drunken Quarrel is not an Honourable Fight, the Fury in a Tavern is not the Valour in a Field; to be Inclosed in a Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stresses soft Armes is not to lye on the hard Ground open to all the Injuries of the Elements; neither shall men get an Eternal Fame, for Drink<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, Gaming and Whoring, but they sooner
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may get an Eternal Infamy, although most are so Happy as to Dye in Oblivion, wherein let them rest; But if I Write my Letter much Longer, it may become as Troublesome as a Drunken Quarrelling, or Wrangling Gamester, or an Impatient Adulterer, or an Impertinent Woman, of which last you may think me to be Guilty by this Letter, wherein are more Words than VVit, more Truth than Reason, Where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore I'le Write no more, only give me leave to subscribe my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your very faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<div n="102" type="letter">
<head>CII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I VVas to Visit the Lady <hi>C. H.</hi> at her Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try-House, but the House is too Good and Fine an House for the Situation, for the Air all about is Thick and Foggy, the Ground Deep and Miry in some places, and Mountainous and Rocky in others, also it is so Cold, as no Fruits will Ripen or Increase there; The truth is, she lives as if it were at the Poles, yet she is Merry and Gay, which shews that a Sun-shining Mind is not Dull'd with Cloudy Dayes, no more than a Cloudy Mind, or Sad and Melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choly
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Humour is pleased with Sun-shining dayes, but that every Place is Pleasant to a Chearful Mind and Lively Thoughts, which makes the Life Happy, for True Happiness Lives Within the Mind or Soul, not Without it, and whosoever build their Happiness VVith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out it, shall Miss it when they Seek it, nay, those Buildings are like Airy Castles, which Vanish to nothing, or rather like Unwholsom, or Ill Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>por; or as a Snuff of a Candle, that goes out, and leaves an Ill Savour behind it; so those that place their Happiness VVithout them, as on the Opinion of Men, or the Vanities of the VVorld, shall have nothing but Loss, Trouble, and Vex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ation, instead of Peace, Rest, and Content; And the Difference betwixt a VVise man and a Fool is, that a VVise man carries his Happiness still VVithin him, and a Fool is alwayes Seeking it VVithout him, &amp; seldom or never Meets it, the other never Seeks it, for he alwayes hath it; a VVise man doth like an Expert Chymist, that can Extract Cordials out of Poison, but a Fool Converts Cordials into Poison by wrong Appli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation; But leaving the Fool to his Sick Mind, and Erroneous Practice, and the VVise man to his Healthful Mind and Experienced Prudence, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>CIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>SInce it is your Pleasure we should Write to each other, as if we were Personally Cover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing, as Discoursing of what we Think, Say, or Act, and of the several Imployments of our Time, I must tell you, I was Invited to be a Gossip, to Name the Lady <hi>B. R</hi>s. Child, of which she Lyes in, and at the Christening there were many Ladies and Gentlewomen, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing most Married Women, as is Usual at such Gossiping Meetings, their Discourse was most of Labours and Child-beds, Children and Nurses, and Houshold Servants, and of Preserving, and such like Discourses as Married Women and Mistresses of Families usually have; at last they fell into a Discourse of Husbands, Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaining of Ill Husbands, and so from Husbands in General, to their own Particular Husbands, where one Lady said, that her Husband was the Simplest man that ever Nature made; ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Lady said, her Husband was become a Beg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gar with Gaming; another, that her Husband was the greatest Whoremaster in the City, and Corrupted all her Maids, for if they came Maids into her service, they went away none; another Lady said, her Husband got Children, and then Grumbled at the Charge of Keeping,
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and Bringing them up; another said, that her Husband had so many Faults, as it was an end<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>less work to Relate them, for his Faults did Surpass all Account; at last, when they had Railed a Long time, I, to Express the Nature of our Sex, (which is, that we cannot Refrain our Tongues from Speaking, although it be on such Themes as we Understand not, or of such Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects or Causes as we have nothing to do with, and which do not Concern us) did most Foo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lishly Speak to the Ladies, saying, I wonder'd to hear them Rail at their Husbands, and Pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lickly Dispraise them, for if they had Faults, it was the Wives Duty to Wink at them, at least not to Divulge them, and if their Husbands would Speak of them, and Tell their Faults, it was likely they would Equal their Husbands Faults, if not Surpass them; but the Ladies be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing before Heated with VVine, and then at my VVords, with Anger fell into such a Fury with me, as they fell upon me, not with Blows, but with VVords, and their Tongues as their Swords, did endeavour to VVound me; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore I perceiving my own Folly of Unnecessary Speaking, and being Sorry for the Indiscretion, became as Silent as if I had been Dead, onely I did Move to shew I was Alive, for I took a Si<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent Leave, as with a Curtsie, and came away; and it hath so Frighted me, as I shall not hasti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly go to a Gossiping-meeting again, like as those that become Cowards at the Roaring Noise of Cannons, so I, at the Scolding Voices of VVo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men;
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but well may One Woman be Afraid of Many Women, whenas One Man will be Afraid of another Man; and so leaving you to Rejoyce, as I know you will, at my safe Delive<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance or Escape, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>CIV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Do not wonder that Mrs. <hi>S. P.</hi> should Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port, she was the Cause, or the Maker of the Match betwixt your Noble Husband and You, although she Knew nothing of your Affections, or Intentions of Marriage, until the very Day you were Contracted; but she is rather to be Pardoned, because she is Poor and Inferi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our to so Great a Person as your Ladiship, and a Lie in that Case, and Brag of that Honour, may Advantage her very much, as I believe it hath done, for others Hearing, and Believing what she Reports, because she was an Attendant and Follower of your Ladiship, it makes all the Young Men and Women Flock to her, to get them Husbands and Wives, thinking her a For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate and Powerful Woman, that could bring such Great Persons as you and your Noble Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band, to Meet, Love, and Marry; wherefore
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Persons of a Lower Degree perhaps she may Dispose of as she Pleases, and by Making of Matches, Gain on both sides, for VVomen do Fee her to get them Husbands, and Men to get them Rich VVives, so as she is be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come the Huckster or Broker of Males and Fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>males, and no doubt but she Cozens them some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times, so that they do not alwayes find their Markets or VVares so Rich or Good as she Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tends they are. Indeed she is a Matrimonial Bawd, and I know not whether she doth as I have heard of other Bawds, who many times give Broken Maids for Pure Virgins, but if she deals Honestly, one may wish her to Thrive by her Trade, for Marriage is Honest, and the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>curers may be so too, if they give True Infor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mations of and to each Person, otherwise they are but Cheats, and Bribes are great Temptations to Poverty; but Love, Beauty, Wit, Honour, Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle, and Wealth, need no Procurers, every One is sufficient to Match it Self, wherefore your Ladiship and your Noble Husband, who had all those, had no Use of any other but your selves, to joyn your Affections, which Produced a Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage, and certainly your Marriage was Designed by Nature, and Decreed in Heaven, to which Divine Angels were Witnesses, and the Invisi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Bridal Guests, to Bless, and Rejoyce at your Union and Nuptials, which makes you both so Happy, which is the Joy of,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>CV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>HEre were some Ladies to Visit me, amongst the rest, there was one so very Fair, as I ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver Saw the like, but let me tell you, that was all which was to be Admired in her; and Mrs. <hi>F. W.</hi> who you know is a Salt Speaker, said, that her Wit was like her Complexion, Weak and Faint, Repeating the old Proverb, <hi>Fair and Foolish,</hi> and then she Sung a line of an old Song, <hi>Oh the Lovely Brown, as 'tis, how it Shames the Lilies!</hi> I told her, she Spoke out of Envy, she said, No, for Fair VVomen were seldom Hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>som, I said, that the Usual Saying was, that Black men Liked and Loved Fair women best, she an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swer'd, that then Black men were as Foolish as Fair women. Thus you may know how one Woman is Apt to Dispraise another, for had she been either Brown or Black, although very well Favoured, yet it was likely she would have said somewhat to her Prejudice, for our Sex Loves or Approves not any Other which is E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minent, either for Wit, Beauty, Favour, Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haviour, or Virtue; But leaving Mrs. <hi>T. W.</hi> to her Envy, Opinion, or Fancy, and the Beauty of Mrs. <hi>E. D.</hi> to Admiration, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Fr. and S.</signed>
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<head>CVI.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Know not whether I shall give you Thanks for the Present of Fruits you sent me; By which Present, give me Leave to Tell you, you did Tempt me to Eat a Forbidden fruit, as the Serpent in Paradise did our great Grand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mother Eve, for though I was not Forbidden to Eat of that Fruit by God, yet Nature did For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bid me, saying, I should be cast from Health in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to Sickness, and be Condemned to the Painfull labour of Physick; but it hath given me Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge as to Know and Perceive my own VVeakness, both for Constitution of Body, and Reason of Mind, that it could not Govern my Appetite with Temperance, and I must have suffer'd the Torments of a Hot burning Feaver, had not Letting Blood Saved and Redeemed me there from. Thus, Madam, your Kind Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship hath been a Devil to me, only you wanted a Devils Design, which is a Desire Hurtfull to Deceive, and you wanted the Malice, though not the Evil Effect. But some may think, this is a strange Style, or Conversation of Friendship, as to call my Friend a Devil, but my Friend being of a Divine Nature and a God-like VVisdome, knows that an Evill Effect may Proceed from a Good Intention as her Present shews; also she Knows that I her Friend Love and Honour her
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Intention, though I Rail and Exclame against the Effect, so that in the Effect and Intention of Friendship, we are as Intire and Loving Friends as ever we were, neither do true Friends take Exceptions at Words, knowing their Souls are so United, as not to be Divided neither in Life nor Death; But, pray Madam, if you send me any more Fruit, send me Good Advice with it, as to Advise me not to Eat so much as to make my self Sick; Howsoever, I will leave it to your Better Judgment, and rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithfull Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>CVII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am Sorry to hear that Mr. <hi>C. D.</hi> is Dead, and for Mr. <hi>E. A.</hi> and <hi>R. G.</hi> who you say, were very Busie, or rather Troublesome to Him in his Sickness, in perswading him to make his Will and Settle his Estate, I must Confess, I wonder they would Intrude themselves into any man's Private Affairs unless they were De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sired, or had any Interest therein, for though an Honourable Person will not Deny his Assistance where he can do a Worthy Service and is De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sired thereto, yet he will not Press his Service,
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for that were to disserve; But to be forwardly Officious and Busie in a Dying man's Affairs, as in Making, or Causing of Making Wills, or in Advising and Counselling a Sick man in matters Concerning his Estate, or about Debts, Lega<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cies, Annuities or the like, not being Invited or Desired thereunto by the Sick Person, it looks rather with a Covetous Face than a Friendly Heart, for though the Intention may be Honest without Self-ends, yet the Appearance is not so, for it Appears, as if he had a Desire, or did Hope, that the Sick man might make him his Execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tor or Administrator, at least to leave him a Le<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gacy for his Care, Acquaintance and Friendship; but the World is so Covetous and Greedy af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter Dead-men's Shoos, as the Saying is, that if any man have an Estate to leave behind him, when he is Sick or Dying, all his Friends and Acquaintance flock about him like a Company of Carrion-Crows, to a Dead Body, and all to De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour that Wealth he leaves, when as a Poor man may be Sick and Dye, and none Come neer to Help him; Thus we may perceive by the Course of the World, that it is not Charity to the Sick, nor Love to the Man, that brings Visitors or hath profered Service, but Love to the Wealth. But if all were of my Humour, the Rich should have the Fewest Visitors, for I, for fear any should Imagine me one of these Human or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Inhuman Vultures, should never Visit the Sick, unless they were so Poor as they wanted Relief. Wherefore, good Madam, have a
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Care of your Health, if you desire my Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny, lest when you are Sick, I should not Visit you, yet if I should, I would not bring Lawyers or Notaries to Trouble you, but I would bring you the most Experienced and Famous Physi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cian I could get, to Cure you, for as long as Life lasts, no Indeavour ought to be Wanting, it be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the part of a Friend to Regard the Life, not to Search into the Estate, and when a Friend is Dead, to Execute to the utmost of their Power their Friends Desires, and to Obey Punctually all their Commands they laid upon them whilst they Lived, and not to let them be Buri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed untill they were sure they are past Reviving, nor to be laid upon the Cold Ground, untill their Bodies are Colder than the Earth they are laid on; but, Madam, you are likelier to Live to do this Friendly Office for me, than I for you, by reason you are Healthfull, and I am Sickly, and Sickness is Death's Serjeant to Arrest Life, and the Grave is the Prison: Yet whilst I Live, I shall alwayes prove my self to be,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Ladiships faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>CVIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu were pleased to tell me in your last Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, that the Lady <hi>I. L.</hi> is so Jealous of her Husband, as the Humour of Jealousie drives her sometimes into a Passionate Fury, or Furious Passion, insomuch as not only to Exclame and Rail on those Ladies he doth Visit, but on her Husband, which is neither Seemly, nor Decent, for Wives should Submit to their Husbands Follies, and VVink at their Crimes, if they cannot Reform them, neither is the way of Reformation by Railing and Exclamations, but by Gentle Perswasions, Meek Submissions, and Subtil Insinuations; but say these will not Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form them; therefore shall a VVife Double her Injuries, as first, to be Injured by her Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands Inconstancy, and then by her Own Grief, Rage, and Fury? This were to make his Crimes her Tormentors, which would neither let the Mind, Thoughts, or Body, live in Rest or Peace; and why should a VVife Grieve for her Husbands Inconstancy, since she receives no Dishonour from it? nay, if it be for the Loss of her Husbands Affection, she is but a Simple VVoman that will Trouble her self for him that Loves her not, or for him that Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fers another VVoman in his Affection be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore
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her; neither ought she to Wrong her self by doing Indiscreet, Dishonest, or Disho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable Actions, to Revenge her VVrongs, but rather to Strive and Endeavour to make her self appear more Virtuous; but for the most part Women are more Jealous through Envy to their own Sex, than Love to their Husbands, for every VVoman would be the Chief for VVit, Beauty, and such like Attractives, and for my part, I wonder Men should desire Varie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, since all VVomen are alike, for a Man can have but a VVoman; as for Beauty, it is onely to Look on, and VVit to Listen to, but not A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morously to Enjoy; But if all VVives were as some, Husbands might freely take their Liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, and their VVives would never Frown for it; and for the most part Careless VVives have the Chastest Husbands, I mean Careless, as Free from Jealousie. But leaving the Lady <hi>I. L.</hi> to Time, Custom, and Discretion, to Abate her Jealousie, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>CIX.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you were pleased to tell me, that you shew'd the Admirable VVorks
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of <hi>A. B.</hi> to <hi>L. C.</hi> and he did not Admire them, which was a sign he did not Understand them; Certainly, so little Understanding is in the World, that if the World of Mankind were Divided into Four Parts, Three Parts and a Half of the Four are Ignorant Dolts, which is the Reason that Rare Qualities, Learned Sci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ences, Curious Arts, and Divine Fancies are no more Esteemed or Admired; for if Understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing were General, Men would Run, Seek, and Sue, to see any One Person that had the Ingenu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ity to Invent Arts, or Find out New Sciences, or that had the Gift of Poetry, or the Deep Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceptions of Philosophy; but for the most, these enter not into their Capacity, and being not to their Capacity, it cannot be to their Pleasure or Delight, and so not to their Esteem; as for Proof, let the most Rare Poems, or some Deep Philo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sophy be Read to Several men, and tell them of some New Science, or shew them some Curious or Profitable Arts, and you shall find they will Express they are VVeary of them, by their Yawning, Humming, Hauking, and Spitting, or sit as if they were Statues, without Life or Sense, as not being Sensible of them; but read to them something that they Understand, by their Brutish Nature, as Ribbaldry, a VVan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ton Song or Scene, or the like, although there be neither Wit nor Sense in it, and you shall hear them Loud with Laughter or Commenda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, Swear all the Oaths they never heard Bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, and Cry up the Author for a mighty VVit;
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or shew them any Vain or Useless Art, and they will Admire it, if it be but a Glass-ring, and will Wonder how it came to be Invent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, and Admire the Inventor for a Person of an Ingenious Brain; but if it be an Art that is Rare or Profitable, they will Slight it, and cast their heads Aside, not out of Envy, but Ignorance; wherefore, Madam, those that are well Qualified and VVitty, are Admired but by by a Few, which is by the VVise and Knowing, and those Few are Worth all the rest; for the VVise and Knowing, indeed, are all the VVorld of Mankind, the rest are but Mongrels, as Sensual Persons, <hi>viz.</hi> half Men, and half Beasts, or Dull, Ignorant Persons, as half Men, and half Stones or Blocks, nay, for the most part they are Three parts Beasts or Stones, and One part Men. Thus a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst all Nature's Works True Men are the Scarcest, being the Rarest, as the most Excellent Works in Nature. This is the rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son that the most Excellent Works of Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture are not Admired by the General Bulk, so as it is no wonder that <hi>L. C.</hi> did not Esteem and Praise the VVorks of <hi>A. B.</hi> But, Madam, you have not onely Seen and Read them, but Approved and Praised them, which is a Sufficient Reward to his In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>genious VVit, and an Honour to his Person, as also an Honour to all those you think Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy to Favour, of which I am One, although least Worthy, but I will endeavour to make
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my self such a one, as you may not be Ashamed to Acknowledge me,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful and humble Servant.</signed>
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<head>CX.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>I Am Glad to hear the Lady <hi>U. S.</hi> and her Husband live so Happily, as only to Them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves, and Love so well One Another, as sel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome to be Sunder'd by Each others Absence, and I am Glad that She and He are so Wise as not to be perswaded from a Loving and Agreea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Course of Life. But I perceive by your Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, that their Neighbours and Acquaintance Indeavour by their Little and Petty Flouts, Jeeres, and the like, to Disunite them, saying, the Husband was Gentleman-Usher to his Wife, and it was out of Fashion for a Husband to go abroad with his Wife, and her Husband had greater Wealth than Birth, and was a Plain man and no Gallant, and that a man of Humble Birth and Plain Breeding was Despised and Scorned amongst Men of Title, and she had Lost the Place of her Birth by Marriage; But I will An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swer in her Behalf, as being my Friend, that as she had better keep to an Old Fashion, which is
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Becoming, Easie and Commodious, than follow a New, Vain and Mis-becoming Fashion, so 'tis more Seemly, Gracefull and Becoming, for a Wife to have her Husband alwayes with her, to be a Witness of her Honest Actions, than to give a Suspicion both to her Husband and the World, as if she desired to be Absent from him and out of his Sight, that she might take more Liberty to be Wanton; for none can Imagine, a Wife will Abuse her Husband before his Face, as in his Sight, unless her Husband were Mad, or Drunk, or an Idiot, as a Natural Fool, and she not only a Whore, but an Impudent Whore; and for his Wealth being Greater than his Birth, it shews, her Parents and Friends were Wise to Marry her to Plenty, for with Poverty lives for the most part Discontent, and it shews, she was Dutifull and Obedient to Accept of her Parents Choice rather than her Own; and shews her self to be Wise, preferring Honesty before Vanity, a Plain-Behaviored man before a Fantastical Fl<gap reason="illegible: blotted" extent="1 letter">
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</gap>tterer; and as for Birth, what Title he wants by Fortune, Favour and Time, Nature hath given him the Title of Merit, which is far beyond the Titles that Kings and Time give, for Outward Titles are far Inferiour to Inward Worth and Merit; and as for Place, Virtue and Merit take the First and Best Place in Fame's Palace, though not at Gossipping-Meetings, Vain Shews, and Expensive &amp; Luxu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious Feastings; and for that they say, no Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spect will be given to her Husband by or from
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men of Title, Place and Authority, <hi>Solomon</hi> sayes, that the Husband of a Uirtuous and Chast VVife sits in the Gates amongst the Elders with Honour, so that his Merit and her Virtue and Chastity will not onely keep him from Scorn, but give him Honour, Esteem and Respect, were he as Poor of VVealth, as Low in Birth; but having VVealth, had he neither Inward Worth nor Outward Title, he would be Respected, for all Bow down and Adore the Golden Calf or Image, and as Naturally Mankind loves Gold and such like Wealth, so Naturally they Love Mischief, wherefore it is out of Envy, that the Lady <hi>U. S</hi> s. Neighbours and Acquaintance Dispraise or Undervalue her Husband, and his Birth and Breeding, and Laugh at their United Associating, and not out of Love, for true Love Commends true Worth, and Honest Unity: But as Women Envy Women for Beauty, Bravery, Courtships and Place, So Men Envy Men for Power, Authority, Honour and Offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces. Wherefore leaving the Generality to Envy and Spite, and the Lady <hi>U. S.</hi> and her Husband to Love and Happiness, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>CXI.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>TH' other Day the Lord <hi>N. N.</hi> arguing with others that were in Company, said, he was of an Opinion that all the Stars were Suns, and that Every one of those Suns had such Planets above and below them, like as the Sun hath that gives this Earth light; others said, that then those Planets would be Seen, he Answered, they could not be Seen, for those Suns we call Fixt Stars were at such a Distance as they appear but like Stars, and their Planets having but Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flected Lights from those Suns could not be per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived, by reason Reflected Lights are Faint and Dim in Comparison of Inherent Lights; also he was of an Opinion, that there were Many Worlds, and that those Worlds were Unaltera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble and Unchangeable, and therefore Eternal; Also he said, the several Kinds and Sorts of Creatures in those Worlds, as Animals, Vege<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tables, Minerals, and Elements were Eternal; but the Particulars of every Kind or Sort were Transmigrable or Transformable; whereupon others in the Company said, it could not be that those VVorlds were Eternal, for if they were, then they had no Beginning, and that could not be, by reason the VVorld seem'd to be Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>posed, Made and Ordered by some Infinite Wisdome, causing such Method and Measures,
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Proportions, Distinctions, Order, Exactness, Rule, Degrees and Decrees, all which could not be without Design, and by Chance; <hi>N. N.</hi> said, that if the World was Eternal, it was not made by Chance, for Chance proceeded from some Alteration, or Change of some Motions, and not from Eternity, for Eternity was not Subject to Chance, although Chance might be Subject to Eternity, and to prove the World and Worlds were Eternal, he said, the Funda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mental Frame, Parts, Motions, and Form, were not Subject to Change, for they Continue One and the Same without any Alteration. Thus, Madam, the Sages Discoursed, but they percei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving I was very Attentive to their Discourse, they ask'd my Opinion, I answered, they had left no Room for another Opinion, for the World was Eternal or not Eternal, and they had given their Opinions of either side; then they desired me to be a Judg between their Opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions, I said, such an Ignorant Woman as I will be a very unfit Judge, and though you be both Learned, and VVitty Men, yet you cannot Resolve the Question, it being impossible for a Small Part to Understand or Conceive the VVhole, and since neither you, nor all Man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kind, were they joyn'd into one Soul, Body, or Brain, can possibly know whether the World had a Beginning or No Beginning, or if it had, VVhen it was Made, nor of What it was Made, nor for VVhat it was Made, nor what Power Made it, nor what the Power is that
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Made it, nor whether it shall Last or Dissolve; wherefore said I, the best is to leave this Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course, and Discourse of some other Subject that is more Sociable, as being more Conceiva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble: Then they Laugh'd, and said they would Discourse of VVomen, I said, I did believe they would find that VVomen were as Difficult to be Known and Understood as the Universe, but yet I thought they would find them more Sociable, at which Expression they made them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves very merry; but being my near Relative Friends, I took their Mirth in good part, as I hope you will do this Long Letter, Knowing the Length of my Letter is to Express my Obedience to your Commands, in which I shall prove my self,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Faithful Servant.</signed>
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<div n="112" type="letter">
<head>CXII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>YOu writ in your last Letter, that I had gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven our Sex Courage and Confidence to Write, and to Divulge what they Writ in Print; but give me leave humbly to tell you, that it is no Commendation to give them Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage and Confidence, if I cannot give them Wit. But, Madam, I observe, our Sex is more apt to Read than to VVrite, and most commonly
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when any of our Sex doth VVrite, they Write some Devotions, or Romances, or Receits of Medicines, for Cookery or Confectioners, or Complemental Letters, or a Copy or two of Verses, all which seems rather as Briefs than Volumes, which Express our Brief VVit in our Short Works, and to Express my self according to the Wit of our Sex, I will end this Letter, onely give me leave to subscribe my self, as truly I am,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your Ladiships faithful Servant.</signed>
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<div n="113" type="letter">
<head>CXIII.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last Letter you were pleased to tell me, you were invited to a Meeting, where many Ladies and Gentlemen were, and amongst their several Discourses, the Lady <hi>M. L.</hi> spoke of me, saying, I liv'd a Dull, Unprofitable, Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy Life, Imploying my time onely in Build<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Castles in the Air. Indeed, if I were of her Ladiships Humour, I should be Unhappy, but as I am, I would not change the Course of my Life with her Ladiship, might I have the years of <hi>Methusalem</hi> to boot; and as for the Minds Architecture, as Castles in the Air, or Airy Castles, which are Poetical Conceptions,
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and Solitary Contemplations, which produce Poems, Songs, Playes, Masks, Elegies, Epi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grams, Anagrams, and the like, they will be more lasting than Castles of Wood, Brick, or Stone, and their Architecture, if well Designed and Built, will be more Famous, and their Fame spread farther than those of Stone, <hi>viz.</hi> to the View and Prospect of divers Nations, if Trans<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lated into divers Languages, whereas Castles of Timber, Brick, or Stone, cannot be Removed nor Translated, if Built upon the Ground; nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther is the Minds Architecture and Castles sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to Ruin, as Castles of Stone, which are sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to Time, Accidents, and the Rage of VVars, by which they are Destroyed, or Moul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der to Dust, and are Buried in Oblivion, when<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>as Poetical Castles are set in Fames Palace; nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther doth the Building of Poetical Castles Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poverish and Ruin the Builder's Families, as Corporeal Castles of Timber, Brick, or Stone, for the most part do, VVasting their VVorldly VVealth so much, as they leave nothing for their Posterity, but leave them to Poverty, which Poverty forces them many times to Act Dishonourably, so that what Fame they get by building Brave and Sumptuous Castles, Houses, Tombes, and the like, they lose by their Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drens Base, Sharking, Cheating, Robbing, and VVicked Actions; and so instead of Fame get Infamy; at best, those Builders are accounted but Vain and Prodigal, whenas the Archite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cture of the Mind, which she names Castles in
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the Air, give a Reputation, not only to the Building, but to the Builder's Temporal Poste<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity; neither doth the Builder need any other Monument or Tomb, than his Own Airy Works, which, if Curiously Composed, and Adorned with Fancies, Similitudes, Meta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phors, and the like, and Carefully Written and Printed, are more Glorious, Stately, and Durable, than Tombes or Monuments of Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, Costly Gilt, and Carved, nay, more Last<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing than the Tomb of <hi>Mausolus</hi>; for <hi>Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer</hi>'s Works Live, and are Publick to the View, whereas that Famous Monument is Consumed, and onely Mentioned there was such a thing, and yet is was one of the Corpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>real Wonders of the World; the like of the great <hi>Colossus</hi>; and what is become of the <hi>Egypti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an Pyramids?</hi> By this we see that Poetical Castles are both Profitable and Lasting, and will be Remembred when the Lady <hi>M. L.</hi> is For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gotten; but as much as she Slights Poetical Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stles, she would be well Pleased to have an Epi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gram made in her Commendation, and she will Crowd hard, &amp; Sit so Long in a Masking Room upon a Scaffold, as to be Incommoded in her Seat, and Benumb'd with Sitting to see a Mask, and she will be at the Charge to give Mony to See a Play, and will sit two or three hours as a Spectator, and Weep, or Laugh, as the Poet pleases to have her; also she will be as Amorous as any Lover the Poet can make. Indeed, the Poet doth make her an Amorous Lover, his
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Wit moves her Mind to Love and Courtships, or Loving Courtships; but though she Delights in the Poets Works, yet she Dislikes the Poets Life, and wants a Poets Wit to build Poetical Castles; and so leaving her to her Little Wit, and Many Words, to her Gossiping-Life and her Light Heels, I rest,</p>
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<salute>Madam,</salute>
<signed>Your faithful Friend and Servant.</signed>
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<head>CXIV.</head>
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<salute>MADAM,</salute>
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<p>IN your last you Express'd, that the Lord <hi>G. P.</hi> was totally Govern'd by one of his Chief men, which shews the Man is the Master, and the Master the Servant; But there are dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent Governings; for Subjects are Govern'd by Laws; Children, by Natural Love and Fear; Servants by Profit, and Slaves by Force, but Few are Govern'd by Reason, and as Few by Honour; also Many are Govern'd by Flattery and Partiality, and More by Luxury, for the Sensual Appetites of the Body have a more Forcible Power for the most part, than Reason and Temperance hath in the Soul, and the No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Passions or Virtues of the Soul, are made Slaves to the Base Appetites of the Body, some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times
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by Force, but oftener by an Insinuating Perswasion, and Pleasing Temptation, like as the Lord <hi>G. P.</hi> is Ruled by his Flattering and Insinuating Servant, whereas the Appetites should be but as Servants to be Govern'd, not Masters to Rule, and although they ought to be Attended in their Sicknesses, Cherish'd and Nourish'd in their Weakness, Imployed in their Healthful Strength, yet they must be Corrected in their Extravagancies, and Punish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed for their Disorders; But a Man of Honour, a Gentleman, ought to be Free from them, as to have his Mind Free from the Slavery of the Bodily Senses, or Sensual Appetites, as also from Outward Accidents, Fortunes, or Objects, which is to have his Judgment, Understanding, Opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, Justice, Prudence, Fortitude, Temperance, and the like, Free from Partiality, and Inticing Perswasions; and to let Reason, Honour, and Honesty be Judges, to Decide and Determine all Causes concerning the Actions of Life, for though Outward Causes or Things must be made Judges or Governours of Reason, Honour, and Honesty, yet Reason, Honour, and Honesty, must be Rulers &amp; Governours of Outward Cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses and Things, which if they cannot Rule, they may Condemn them, and if they cannot Punish them, they may chuse to Imploy them. Thus men may be Masters and Princes of themselves, for it is Unfit, nay Base, for a man of Honour, a Gentleman, either to be Led like a Slave, or to be Driven like a Beast; But a man of Honour, a
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