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<head>ADVERTISEMENT.</head>
<p>There is lately publish'd in Latin, <hi>Evangelium M<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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</gap> de Miraculis.</hi> By Dr. <hi>Connor,</hi> of the Colledge of Physicians, and Fellow o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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</gap> the Royal Society. <hi>In Octavo.</hi> T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<item>II. <hi>How many Ways the Natural State of the Human Body, is said to have been Supernaturally alter'd.</hi>
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<item>III. <hi>Of the Laws of Motion, and of the three different Suspen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sions of the same, in order to explain all Miracles.</hi>
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<item>IV. <hi>How it can be conceived, that Water can be changed into Wine.</hi>
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<item>V. <hi>How it can be conceiv'd, that a Human Body can be Invul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerable, Immortal, and can live for ever without Meat, as after the Resurrection.</hi>
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<item>VI. <hi>How a Human Body can be conceived to be in a Fire with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out Burning.</hi>
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<item>VII. <hi>How we can conceive that an Army can pass through the Sea without Drowning, or walk upon the Water without Sinking.</hi>
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<item>VIII. <hi>How it can be conceived that a Man can have a Bloody Sweat.</hi>
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<item>IX. <hi>Of the different Ways a Human Body can come into the World; where is given an Account of its G<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<item>X. <hi>How we can conceive a Human Body can be <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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</gap>orm'd of a Woman without a Man, as</hi> Christ<hi>'s.</hi>
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<item>XI. <hi>How to conceive a Human Body to be made without Man or Woman, as</hi> Adam<hi>'s.</hi>
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<item>XII. <hi>How to conceive a Human Body Dead, some Ages since, to be brought to Life again, as in the R<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<item>XIII. <hi>How many Ways it cannot be conceiv'd that a Human Body can be Intire and Alive in two Places at the same time.</hi>
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<item>XIV. <hi>Of the Natural State of the Soul, and its Influence upon the Body.</hi>
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<p>There is in the Press, and will be publish'd next <hi>Trinity</hi>-Term, <hi>A Third Volume of Familiar Letters,</hi> written by the late Lord <hi>Rochester,</hi> the Duke of <hi>Buckingham,</hi> and Sir <hi>George Etherege,</hi> which will be intirely theirs. If any Gentlemen are willing to oblige the <hi>Publick</hi> with any Letters of those <hi>Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable Persons</hi> own writing, they are desired to send them to <hi>Sam. Briscoe,</hi> in <hi>Cov<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<p>Familiar Letters: VOL. I.</p>
<p>Written by the Right Honourable, <hi>Iohn,</hi> late Earl of <hi>Rochester,</hi> TO THE Honourable <hi>Henry Savile,</hi>
<abbr>Esq</abbr> And other LETTERS by Persons of Honour and Quality.</p>
<p>WITH LETTERS Written by the most Ingenious Mr. <hi>THO. OTWAY,</hi> AND Mrs. <hi>K. PHILIPS.</hi>
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<p>Publish'd from their Original Copies.</p>
<p>With Modern LETTERS by <hi>THO. CHEEK,</hi>
<abbr>Esq</abbr> Mr. <hi>DENNIS,</hi> and Mr. <hi>BROWN.</hi>
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<p>The Second Edition with Additions.</p>
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<hi>London:</hi> Printed by <hi>W. Onley,</hi> for <hi>S. Briscoe,</hi> at the Corner of <hi>Charles-street,</hi> in <hi>Russel-street, Covent-garden,</hi> 1697.</p>
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<head>TO Dr. <hi>RADCLIFF.</hi>
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<hi>I</hi> Have presumed, tho' I knew at the same time how hainously I trespass'd against you in doing so, to Inscribe your Name to the following Colle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction of Letters. As you were no Stranger to that Excellent Person, whose Pieces Composes, by far, the most valuable part of it, so I was satisfied that every thing, from so celebrated a Hand, wou'd be acceptable and welcome to you; and in that Confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, made bold to give you the Trouble of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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there's something so happily express'd, the Graces are so numerous, yet so unaffected, that I don't wonder why all the Original Touches of so incomparable a Master, have been enquired after, with so Publick and General a Concern. Most of his other Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>positions, especially those in Verse, have long ago bless'd the Publick, and were received with Vniversal Delight and Admiration, which gives me Encouragement to believe, that his Letters will find the like Reception. Tho' most of them were written upon pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate Occasions, to an Honourable Person who was happy in his Lordship's Acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance, with no intention to be ever made publick; yet that constant good Sence, which is all along visible in them, the Iustice of the Observations, and the peculiar Beauties of the Style, are Reasons sufficient, why they should no longer be conceal'd in private Hands. And indeed, at this time, when the private Plate of the Nation comes a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broad to relieve the present Exigences, it seems but just, that since the Dearth of Wit<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<p>As for the Letters by other Hands, that make up this Volume, some of them were written by Gentlemen, that are wholly Stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers to me, and others belong to those that are so much better known in the World than myself, that I can say nothing upon this Oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>casion, but what falls vastly short of their Merit. But I cannot forbear to say some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing of Mr. <hi>Otway</hi>'s: They have that In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>imitable Tenderness in them, that I dare op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pose them to any thing of Antiquity; I am sure few of the present Age can pretend to come up to them. The Passions, in the rai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing of which, he had a Felicity peculiar to himself, are represented in such lively Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lours, that they cannot fail of affecting the most insensible Hearts, with pleasing Agi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tations. I cou'd wish we had more Pieces of<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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knew the secret Springs and Sources of Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, and made a true use of them. Love, as it is generally managed by other Hands, is either raving and enthusiastical, or else dull and languishing: In him alone 'tis true Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, and at the same time inspires us with Compassion and Delight. After this, I will not venture to say any thing of my own Trifles that bring up the Rear. Some of 'em were written long ago, and now huddled in haste; the rest had a little more Care and Labour bestow'd upon them. If they contri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bute in the least to your Entertainment, which was my only Design in publishing them, I have attain'd my Ends: I have some others by me, which I may, perhaps, publish hereafter, if these meet with any to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lerable Success.</p>
<p>I need not, and I am sure I cannot make you a better Panegyrick than to acquaint the World, that you were happy in my Lord <hi>Rochester</hi>'s Friendship, that he took plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure in your Conversation, of which even his Enemies must allow him to have been the best Iudge, and that in the Politest Reign we can boast of in <hi>England.</hi> The Appro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bation of so impartial a Iudge, who was, in his Time, a Scourge to all Blockheads, by what Names or Titles soever dignisied, or
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distinguish'd, is above all the Incense that a much better Hand than mine can presume to offer: Shou'd I put out all the Dedica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion Sails, as 'tis the way of most Authors, I cou'd soon erect you into a great Hero, and Deliverer; and tell how often you have triumph'd over inveterate Distempers, and restor'd the Sick to that only Blessing, that makes Life supportable. I cou'd tell how, by your single Merit, you have ba<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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that you have condescended so low, as to di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vert those Hours you cou'd steal from the Publick, with some of my Trifles, that you have been pleased to think favourably of them, and rewarded them. For all which Obligations, I had no other way of expressing my Gratitude but this; which, I am afraid will but inflame the Reckoning, instead of paying any part of the Debt: But this has been the constant Vsage in all Ages of <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nassus,</hi> and, like Senators that take Bribes, we have Antiquity and Vniversality to plead in our Excuse. But I forget that you are all this while in pain, till the Dedication re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leases you: Therefore I have nothing but my Wishes to add, That you, who have been so happy a Restorer of Health to others, may ever enjoy it yourself, that your Days may be always pleasant, and your Nights easie, and that you'll be pleas'd to forgive this Presumption in</p>
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<signed>Your most humble and most obliged Servant, <hi>T. BROWN.</hi>
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<head>THE Bookseller's Preface.</head>
<p>HAving, by the Assistance of a Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy Friend, procured the follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Letters that were written by the late Incomparable Earl of <hi>Rochester</hi> (the Ori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginals of all which I preserve by me, to satisfie those Gentlemen, who may have the Curiosity to see them under his Lord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship's hand) I was encouraged to trouble others of my Friends, that had any Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters in their Custody, to make this Col<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lection, which I now publish.</p>
<p>Indeed the Letters that were written by the abovemention'd Honourable Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son, have something so happy in the Manner and Stile, that I need not lose my Time to convince the World they are genuine. I may say the same of Mr. <hi>Ot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way</hi>'s Letters, that they are full of Life and
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Passion, and sufficiently discover their Author. And that this Collection might be compleat, I got some that were writ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten by the Fam'd <hi>Orinda,</hi> Mrs. <hi>Katherine Phillips,</hi> to be added to the rest; together with others by some Gentlemen now li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving, that the Reader might have a Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety of Entertainment.</p>
<p>Our Neighbouring Nations, whom I don't believe we come short of in any re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spect, have printed several Volumes of Letters, which meet with publick Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>probation; I am satisfied, that if the Gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tlemen of <hi>England</hi> wou'd be as free, and Communicative to part with theirs, we might show as great a Number, and as good a Choice as they have done. It has been used as an Objection against pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lishing things of this Nature, That, if they are written as they ought to be, they shou'd never be made publick. But I hope this Collection will disarm that Ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jection; for tho' the Reader may not un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstand every particular Passage, yet there are other things in them that will make him sufficient Amends.</p>
<p>I have only a word more to add: Up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the Noise of this Collection, several Gentlemen have been so kind, as to send
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me in Materials to compose a Second, which is now printed; and, on the Print<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the Second, I have procured as many of the Lord <hi>Rochester</hi>'s the Duke of <hi>Buck<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingham,</hi> and Sir <hi>George Etheridge,</hi> which will almost make a third Vol. which if I can compleat, it shall be publish'd next <hi>Trinity-Term</hi>; and therefore those Gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tlemen that have any Curious Letters by them, written by those Honourable Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons, and are willing to oblige the Pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lick, by letting them come abroad, are desired to send them to me, who will take care to have them faithfully Tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>scrib'd for the Press, and Printed in the third Vol. which will be intirely theirs, and no modern one mixt with them.</p>
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<head>A TABLE Of all the Letters in this Volume.</head>
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<label>SEveral Letters by the late Earl of <hi>Roche<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ster,</hi> to the Honourable <hi>Henry Savil,</hi>
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<hi>p. 1.</hi> to <hi>p. 50.</hi>
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<label>The Earl of <hi>L</hi>—'s Letter to the Honourable <hi>Algernoon Sidney,</hi>
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<hi>p. 51.</hi>
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<hi>Algernoon Sidney</hi>'s Letter against Arbitrary Government,</label>
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<hi>p. 60.</hi>
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<label>Two Letters by another Hand, to Madam— from</label>
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<hi>p. 67.</hi> to <hi>p. 72.</hi>
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<label>Love-Letters by Mr. <hi>Otway,</hi> from</label>
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<hi>p. 73.</hi> to <hi>87.</hi>
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<label>A Letter from — to Mr. <hi>G</hi>—</label>
<item>
<hi>p. 88.</hi>
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<label>A Letter to the Duke of <hi>Vivone,</hi> by the Fam'd Monsieur <hi>Boiliau.</hi> Translated by <hi>Thomas Cheek,</hi>
<abbr>Esq</abbr>
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<item>
<hi>p. 91.</hi>
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<label>A Letter by Mr. <hi>Dennis,</hi> sent with Monsieur <hi>Boi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leau</hi>'s Speech to the Academy of <hi>Paris,</hi> upon his Admission,</label>
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<hi>p. 102.</hi>
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<label>Monsieur <hi>Boileau</hi>'s Speech to the Academy. Tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>slated
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by Mr. <hi>Dennis,</hi>
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<hi>p. 106.</hi>
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<label>Letters of Courtship to a Woman of Quality, from</label>
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<hi>p. 118.</hi> to <hi>133.</hi>
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<label>A Letter of Reproach to a Woman of Quality,</label>
<item>
<hi>p. 134.</hi>
</item>
<label>A Letter of Business to a Merchant's Wife in the City,</label>
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<hi>p. 136.</hi>
</item>
<label>Letters by the late celebrated Mrs. <hi>Katherine Phillips,</hi> from</label>
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<hi>p. 137.</hi> to <hi>152.</hi>
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<label>A Letter to Mr. <hi>Herbert,</hi>
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<hi>p. 153.</hi>
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<label>A Letter to <hi>C.G.</hi>
<abbr>Esq</abbr> in <hi>Covent-garden,</hi>
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<hi>p. 156.</hi>
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<label>To the Perjur'd Mrs. —</label>
<item>
<hi>p. 163.</hi>
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<label>To the Honourable — in the <hi>Pall-mall,</hi>
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<item>
<hi>p. 168.</hi>
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<label>A Letter to my Lady —</label>
<item>
<hi>p. 173.</hi>
</item>
<label>A Consolatory Letter to an <hi>Essex</hi>-Divine, upon the Death of his Wife,</label>
<item>
<hi>p. 179.</hi>
</item>
<label>A Letter to the fair <hi>Lucinda</hi> at <hi>Epsom,</hi>
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<item>
<hi>p. 183.</hi>
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<label>To the same at <hi>London,</hi>
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<item>
<hi>p. 185.</hi>
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<label>To <hi>W. Knight,</hi>
<abbr>Esq</abbr> at <hi>Ruscomb,</hi> in <hi>Berkshire,</hi>
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<hi>p. 189.</hi>
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<label>To a Gentleman that fell desperately in Love, and set up for a Beau in the <hi>45</hi>th Year of his Age,</label>
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<hi>p. 197.</hi>
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<label>The Answer,</label>
<item>
<hi>p. 200.</hi>
</item>
<label>A Letter to his honoured Friend, Dr. <hi>Baynard,</hi> at the <hi>Bath,</hi>
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<item>
<hi>p. 202.</hi>
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<label>A Letter to Mr. <hi>Raphson,</hi> Fellow of the <hi>Royal Society,</hi> upon occasion of Dr. <hi>Conner</hi>'s Book, entituled, <hi>Physica Arcana, seu Tractatus de Mystico corporum Statu</hi>; to be Printed by Mr. <hi>Briscoe,</hi>
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<hi>p. 213.</hi>
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<label>A Letter to the Lord <hi>North</hi> and <hi>Grey,</hi>
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<hi>p. 218.</hi>
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<label>To a Friend in the Country,</label>
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<hi>p. 221.</hi>
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<item>The Lord <hi>Rochester</hi>'s Letters, Vol. I.</item>
<item>The Works of that excellent Practical Ph<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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<p>Anatomist, or Sham-doctor. Plain-deal Orphan. <hi>Oedipus.</hi> Rover. Spanish Wiv<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<hi>Where you may be furnished with most Plays.</hi>
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<head>Familiar Letters, By the Right Honourable, JOHN, LATE Earl of <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi> VOL. I.</head>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>Dear SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>DO a Charity becoming one of your pious Principles, in preserving your humble Servant <hi>Rochester,</hi> from the imminent Peril of Sobriety; which, for want of good Wine, more
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than Company, (for I can drink like a Hermit betwixt God and my own Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>science) is very like to befal me: Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member what Pains I have formerly ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken <hi>to wean you from your pernicious Reso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutions of Discretion and Wisdom!</hi> And, if you have a grateful Heart, (which is a Miracle amongst you Statesmen) shew it, by directing the Bearer to the best Wine in <hi>Town</hi>; and pray let not this highest Point of <hi>Sacred Friendship</hi> be per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form'd <hi>slightly,</hi> but go about it <hi>with all due deliberation and care, as holy Priests to Sacrifice, or as discreet Thieves to the wary performance of Burglary and Shop-lifting.</hi> Let your well-discerning Pallat (the best Judge about you) travel from Cellar to Cellar, and then from Piece to Piece, till it has lighted on Wine <hi>sit for its noble Choice and my Approbation.</hi> To engage you the more in this matter, know, I have laid a Plot may very probably betray you to the Drinking of it. My Lord — will inform you at large.</p>
<p>Dear <hi>Savile!</hi> as ever thou dost hope to <hi>out-do</hi> MACHIAVEL, or <hi>equal</hi> ME, send some good Wine! So may thy wearied
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Soul at last find Rest, no longer hov'ring 'twixt th' unequal Choice of <hi>Politicks</hi> and <hi>Lewdness!</hi> Maist thou be admir'd and lov'd for thy <hi>domestick Wit; belov'd</hi> and <hi>cherish'd</hi> for thy <hi>foreign Interest</hi> and <hi>In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>telligence.</hi>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>HARRY,</salute>
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<p>YOU cannot shake off the States<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man intirely; for, I perceive, you have no Opinion of a Letter, that is not almost a Gazette: Now, to me, who think the World as giddy as my self, I care not which way it turns, and am fond of no News, but the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sperity of my Friends, and the Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinuance of their Kindness to me, which is the only Error I wish to continue in 'em: For my own part, I am not at all stung with my Lord <hi>M</hi>—'s mean Ambition, but I aspire to my Lord <hi>L</hi>—'s generous Philosophy: They who would be great in our little Government, seem as ridiculous to me as School-boys, who, with much en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour, and some danger, climb a Crab-tree, venturing their Necks for Fruit, which solid Pigs would disdain, if they
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were not starving. These Reflections, how idle soever they seem to the Bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sie, if taken into consideration, would save you many a weary Step in the Day, and help <hi>G—y</hi> to many an Hours sleep, which he wants in the Night: But <hi>G—y</hi> would be rich; and, by my troth, there is some sence in that: Pray remember me to him, and tell him, I wish him many Mil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lions, that his Soul may find rest. You write me word, That I'm out of fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour with a certain Poet, whom I have ever admir'd, for the disproportion of him and his Attributes: He is a Rari<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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the declining D—ss, and would have you generous to her at this time; for that is true Pride, and I delight in it.</p>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<hi>Dear</hi> SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>THIS Day I receiv'd the <hi>unhappy News</hi> of my own <hi>Death and Bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rial.</hi> But, hearing what <hi>Heirs</hi> and <hi>Successors</hi> were decreed me in <hi>my Place,</hi> and <hi>chiefly</hi> in <hi>my Lodgings,</hi> it was no small Joy to me, that <hi>those Tydings</hi> prove <hi>untrue</hi>; my Passion <hi>for Living,</hi> is so encreas'd, that I omit <hi>no Care of myself</hi>; which, <hi>before,</hi> I never thought <hi>Life worth the trouble of taking.</hi> The King, who knows me to be <hi>a very ill-natur'd Man,</hi> will not think it <hi>an <gap reason="illegible" extent="1 letter">
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but that may not look so sincere as I would have you believe I am, when I profess myself,</p>
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<signed>Your faithful, affectionate, humble Servant, <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi>
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<dateline>Adderbury, near Banbury, <date>Feb.ult</date>
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<p>My Service to my Lord <hi>Middlesex.</hi>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>HARRY,</salute>
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<p>I Am in a great straight what to write to you; the stile of <hi>Business</hi> I am not vers'd in, and you may have forgot, <hi>the familiar one</hi> we us'd hereto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore. What Alterations <hi>Ministry</hi> makes in Men, is not to be imagined; though I can trust with confidence all those <hi>You</hi> are liable to, <hi>so well</hi> I <hi>know</hi> you, and <hi>so perfectly I love</hi> you. We are in such a <hi>setled Happiness,</hi> and such <hi>merry Secu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity</hi> in this place, that, if it were not for <hi>Sickness,</hi> I could pass my time very well, between <hi>my own Ill-nature,</hi> which inclines me very little to pity the Mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes of <hi>malicious mistaken Fools,</hi> and the <hi>Policies of the Times,</hi> which expose <hi>new Rarities</hi> of <hi>that kind</hi> every day. The News I have to send, and the sort alone which could be so to <hi>you,</hi> are things <hi>Gyaris & carcere digna</hi>; which I
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dare not trust to <hi>this pretty Fool, the Bea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rer,</hi> whom I heartily recommend to your <hi>Favour</hi> and <hi>Protection,</hi> and <hi>whose Qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lities</hi> will recommend him more; and truly, if it might suit with your <hi>Chara<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cter,</hi> at your times of leisure, to Mr. <hi>Bap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tists</hi>'s Acquaintance, the happy Conse<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quence would be <hi>Singing,</hi> and in which your <hi>Excellence</hi> might have a share not unworthy <hi>the greatest Embassadors,</hi> nor to be despis'd even by a <hi>Cardinal-Legate</hi>; the <hi>greatest and gravest</hi> of <hi>this Court</hi> of <hi>both Sexes</hi> have ta<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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</gap>ted his <hi>Beauties</hi>; and, I'll assure you, <hi>Rome</hi> gains upon us <hi>here,</hi> in <hi>this Point</hi> mainly; and there is no part of the <hi>Plot</hi> carried with so much <hi>Secresie</hi> and <hi>Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gour</hi> as <hi>this.</hi> Proselytes, of consequence, are daily made, and my Lord <hi>S</hi>—'s <hi>Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prisonment</hi> is no <hi>check</hi> to any. An account of Mr. <hi>George Porter</hi>'s <hi>Retirement,</hi> upon News that Mr. <hi>Grimes,</hi> with <hi>one Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man more,</hi> had invaded <hi>England,</hi> Mr. <hi>S</hi>—'s Apology, for making Songs on the Duke of <hi>M.</hi> with his <hi>Oration-Consolatory</hi> on my Lady <hi>D</hi>—'s Death, and a <hi>Politick Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sertation</hi> between my Lady <hi>P—s</hi> and Capt. <hi>Dangerfield,</hi> with many other <hi>wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy Treatises</hi> of the <hi>like nature,</hi> are things worthy your perusal; but I durst not
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send 'em to you <hi>without leave,</hi> not know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing what <hi>Consequence</hi> it might draw up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on your <hi>Circumstances</hi> and <hi>Character</hi>; but if they will admit <hi>a Correspondence</hi> of that <hi>kind,</hi> in which <hi>alone</hi> I dare presume to think myself <hi>capable,</hi> I shall be very <hi>in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustrious</hi> in that way, or any <hi>other,</hi> to keep you from <hi>forgetting,</hi>
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<signed>Your most affectionate, obliged, humble Servant, <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi>
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<dateline>White-hall, <date>Nov. 1. 79.</date>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>Dear SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>WEre I as <hi>Idle</hi> as <hi>ever,</hi> which I shou'd not fail of being, if Health per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted; I wou'd write a small <hi>Romance,</hi> and make <hi>the Sun</hi> with his <hi>dishrievel'd Rays</hi> guild the Tops of <hi>the Palaces in Lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther-lane:</hi> Then shou'd <hi>those vile En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chanters</hi> Barten <hi>aud</hi> Ginman, lead forth their <hi>Illustrious Captives in Chains of Quicksilver,</hi> and confining 'em by <hi>Charms</hi> to <hi>the loathsome Banks of a dead Lake of Diet-drink</hi>; you, as my Friend, shou'd break the <hi>horrid Silence,</hi> and speak <hi>the most passionate fine things</hi> that ever <hi>He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roick Lover</hi> utter'd; which being <hi>softly</hi> and <hi>sweetly</hi> reply'd to by Mrs. <hi>Roberts,</hi> shou'd <hi>rudely</hi> be <hi>interrupted</hi> by <hi>the envi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous</hi> F—. Thus wou'd I lead the <hi>mournful Tale</hi> along, till <hi>the gentle Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der bath'd</hi> with <hi>the Tribute</hi> of his Eyes, <hi>the Names</hi> of such <hi>unfortunate Lovers</hi>—
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And this (I take it) wou'd be a most excellent way of <hi>celebrating the Memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries</hi> of my <hi>most Pockey Friends, Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions and Mistresses.</hi> But it is a <hi>miracu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous thing</hi> (as <hi>the Wise</hi> have it) when a Man, <hi>half in the Grave,</hi> cannot leave off <hi>playing the Fool, and the Buffoon</hi>; but so it falls out to my Comfort: For at this Moment I am in a <hi>damn'd Relapse,</hi> brought by a <hi>Feaver,</hi> the <hi>Stone,</hi> and some <hi>ten Diseases more,</hi> which have depriv'd me of the Power of <hi>crawling,</hi> which I happi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly enjoy'd some Days ago; and now I fear, I must <hi>fall,</hi> that it may be <hi>fulfilled</hi> which was long since <hi>written for Instru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction</hi> in a good old <hi>Ballad,</hi>
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<l>But he who lives not Wise and Sober,</l>
<l>Falls with the Leaf still in <hi>October.</hi>
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About which time, in all probability, there may be a period added to the <hi>ridiculous being</hi> of</p>
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<signed>Your humble Servant, <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>Dear SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>IN my return from <hi>New-market,</hi> I met your <hi>Packet,</hi> and truly was not more <hi>surprized</hi> at the <hi>Indirectness</hi> of Mr. <hi>P.</hi>'s <hi>Proceeding,</hi> than <hi>overjoy'd</hi> at the <hi>Kindness and Care of yours. Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sery makes all Men less or more dishonest</hi>; and I am not <hi>astonish'd</hi> to see <hi>Villany</hi> industrious for Bread; <hi>especially,</hi> living in <hi>a place</hi> where it is often so <hi>de gayete de Coeur.</hi> I believe, <hi>the Fellow</hi> thought of this <hi>Device</hi> to get some Money, or else he is <hi>put upon it</hi> by Some-body, who has given it him already; but I give him leave to prove what he can a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainst me: However, I will search into the Matter, and give you a fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther account within a Post or two. In the mean time you have made my Heart glad in giving me such <hi>a Proof</hi> of your <hi>Friendship</hi>; and I am now
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sensible, that it is <hi>natural</hi> for you to be <hi>kind</hi> to me, and can <hi>never more</hi> de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spair of it.</p>
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<signed>I am your faithful, oblig'd, humble Servant, <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi>
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<dateline>Bishop-Stafford,
<date>Apr. 5. 80.</date>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE,</hi> Embassador in <hi>FRANCE.</hi> Begun, <hi>White-hall, May 30</hi>th, <hi>79.</hi>
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<opener>
<salute>Dear SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>'TIS neither <hi>Pride</hi> or <hi>Neglect</hi> (for I am not of <hi>the new Council,</hi> and I love you <hi>sincerely</hi>) but <hi>Idleness</hi> on one side, and not knowing what to say on the <hi>other,</hi> has hindred me from Writing to you, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter so <hi>kind a Letter,</hi> and <hi>the Present</hi> you sent me, for which I return you at last my humble Thanks. <hi>Changes</hi> in <hi>this place</hi> are <hi>so frequent,</hi> that <hi>F— himself</hi> can now no longer give an account, why this was done <hi>to Day,</hi> or what will ensue to <hi>Morrow</hi>; and <hi>Accidents</hi> are <hi>so extrava<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gant,</hi> that my Lord <hi>W</hi>— intending to <hi>Lie,</hi> has, with a <hi>Prophetick Spirit, once told truth.</hi> Every Man <hi>in this Court</hi> thinks he stands fair for <hi>Minister</hi>; some give it
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to <hi>Shaftsbury,</hi> others to <hi>Hallifax</hi>; but Mr. <hi>Waller</hi> says <hi>S</hi>— does all; I am sure my Lord <hi>A</hi>— does little, which your Excellence will easily believe. And now the War in <hi>Scotland</hi> takes up all the Discourse of <hi>Politick Persons.</hi> His Grace of <hi>Lauderdale</hi> values himself upon the <hi>Rebellion,</hi> and tells the King, It is very <hi>auspicious</hi> and <hi>advantageous to the drift of the present Councils:</hi> The rest of the <hi>Scots,</hi> and especially D. <hi>H</hi>— are very in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quisitive after <hi>News</hi> from <hi>Scotland,</hi> and really make <hi>a handsome Figure</hi> in <hi>this Conjuncture</hi> at <hi>London.</hi> What the D. of <hi>Monmouth</hi> will effect, is now <hi>the general expectation,</hi> who took <hi>Post unexpectedly,</hi> left <hi>all</hi> that had offer'd their Service in <hi>this Expedition,</hi> in <hi>the lurch</hi>; and, being attended only by Sir <hi>Thomas Armstrong,</hi> and Mr. <hi>C</hi>— will, without question, have <hi>the full Glory</hi> as well of <hi>the Pruden<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tial</hi> as <hi>the Military Part of this Action entire to himself.</hi> The most <hi>profound Politicians</hi> have <hi>weighty Brows,</hi> and <hi>care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Aspects at present,</hi> upon <hi>a Report</hi> crept abroad, <hi>That Mr.</hi> Langhorn, <hi>to save his Life, offers a Discovery of Priests and Iesuits Lands, to the value of Four<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>score and ten thousand Pounds a Year</hi>;
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which being accepted, it is fear'd, <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisans</hi> and <hi>Vndertakers</hi> will be found out to advance a considerable Sum of Mony upon <hi>this Fund,</hi> to the <hi>utter Interruption of Parliaments,</hi> and the <hi>Destruction of ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny hopeful Designs.</hi> This, I must call <hi>God</hi> to witness, was never hinted to me in <hi>the least</hi> by Mr. <hi>P</hi>— to whom I beg you will give me your hearty Recommenda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions. Thus much to afford you a taste of my <hi>serious Abilities,</hi> and to let you know I have a great <hi>Goggle-eye</hi> to <hi>Business:</hi> And now I cannot deny you a share in the <hi>high satisfaction</hi> I have receiv'd at the account which flourishes here of your <hi>high Prote<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stancy</hi> at <hi>Paris: Charenton</hi> was never so Honour'd, as since your <hi>Residence and Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nistry</hi> in <hi>France,</hi> to <hi>that degree,</hi> that it is not doubted if the <hi>Parliament</hi> be sitting at your return, or otherwise the Mayor and Common-Council, will Petition the King you may be <hi>dignified</hi> with the <hi>Title of that place,</hi> by way of <hi>Earldom or Duke<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<p>Mr. <hi>S</hi>— is a Man of that <hi>tenderness of Heart, and approv'd Humanity,</hi> that he will doubtless be highly <hi>afflicted</hi> when he
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hears of <hi>the unfortunate Pilgrims,</hi> tho' he appears <hi>very obdurate</hi>
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</gap>o the <hi>Complaints</hi> of <hi>his own best Concubine,</hi> and <hi>your fair Kins<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>woman</hi> M— who now starves. The Packet inclos'd in your last, I read with all the sence of Compassion it merits, and if I can prove so unexpectedly happy to succeed in my Endeavou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<signed>ROCHESTER.</signed>
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<hi>Ended the</hi> 2<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<hi>th of</hi> June, 1679.</date>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>HARRY,</salute>
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<p>ANY kind of Correspondence with such a Friend as you, is very agree<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able; and therefore you will easily be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve, I am very ill when I lose the oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunity of Writing to you: But Mr. <hi>Povy</hi> comes into my Mind, and hinders far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Compliment: In a plainer way I must tell you, I pray for <hi>your hapyy Resto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration</hi>; but was not at all sorry for your <hi>glorious Disgrace,</hi> which is an Honour, considering the <hi>Cause.</hi> I wou'd say some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to the <hi>serious</hi> part (as you were pleas'd to call it) of your <hi>former</hi> Letter; but it will disgrace my Politicks to differ from yours, who have wrought now sometime under <hi>the best</hi> and <hi>keenest Statesmen</hi> our <hi>Cabinet</hi> boasts of: But, to confess the Truth, my Advice to the La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy you wot of, has ever been this, <hi>Take your Measures just contrary to your Rivals,
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live in Peace with all the World, and easily with the King: Never be so Ill-natur'd to stir up his Anger against others, but let him forget the use of a Passion, which is never to do you good: Cherish his Love where-ever it inclines, and be assur'd you can't commit greater Folly than pretending to be Iealous; but, on the contrary, with Hand, Body, Head, Heart and all the Faculties you have, contribute to his Pleasure all you can, and comply with his Desires throughout: And, for new Intrigues, so you be at one end, 'tis no matter which: Make Sport when you can, at other times help it.</hi>— Thus, I have giv'n you an account how unfit I am to give the Advice you propos'd: Besides this, you may judge, whether I was a good Pimp, or no. But some thought <hi>otherwise</hi>; and so truly I have renounc'd <hi>Business</hi>; let abler Men try it. More a great deal I would say, but upon this Subject; and, for this time, I beg, this may suffice, from</p>
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<signed>Your humble and most affectionate faithful Servant, <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<hi>Dear</hi> SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>'TIs not that I am the idlest Creature living, and only chuse to imploy my Thoughts rather upon my Friends, than to languish all the Day in the tedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ousness of doing nothing, that I write to you; but owning, that (tho' you excel most Men in Friendship and good Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture) you are not quite exempt from all Human Frailty, I send this to hinder you from forgetting a Man who loves you very heartily. The World, ever since I can remember, has been still so insuppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tably the same, that 'twere vain to hope there were any alterations; and ther<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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</gap>fore I can have no curiosity for News; only I wou'd be glad to know if the Parliament be like to sit any time; for the Peers of <hi>England</hi> being grown of late Years very considerable in the Government, I wou'd make one at the Session. <hi>Livy</hi> and Sick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness
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has a little inclin'd me to Policy; when I come to Town I make no questi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on but to change that Folly for some less; whether Wine or Women I know not; according as my Constitution serves me: Till when (Dear <hi>Harry</hi>) Farewel! When you Dine at my Lord <hi>Lisle</hi>'s let me be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membred.</p>
<p>Kings and Princes are only as Incom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehensible as what they <hi>pret<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>HARRY,</salute>
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<p>
<hi>IF Sack and Sugar be a Sin, God help the Wicked</hi>; was the Saying of a merry fat Gentleman, who liv'd in Days of Yore, lov'd a Glass of Wine, wou'd be merry with a Friend, and sometimes had an unlucky Fancy for a Wench. Now (dear Mr. <hi>Savile</hi>) forgive me, if I confess, that, upon several occasions, you have put me in mind of this fat Person, and now more particularly, for thinking upon your present Circumstan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, I cannot but say with myself, If loving a pretty Woman, and hating <hi>Lautherdale,</hi> bring Banishments and Pox, the Lord have mercy upon poor Thieves and S—s! But, by this time, all your Inconveniences (for, to a Man of your very good Sence, no outward Acci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dents are more) draw very near their end; For my own part, I'm taking
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pains not to die, without knowing how to live on, when I have brought it a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout: But most Human Affairs are carri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed on at the same nonsensical rate, which makes me, (who am now grown Su<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perstitious) think it a Fault to laugh at the Monky we have here, when I com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pare his Condition with Mankind. You will be very good-natur'd if you keep your Word, and write to me some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times: And so good Night, dear Mr. <hi>Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vile.</hi>
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<signed>ROCHESTER.</signed>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<salute>HARRY,</salute>
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<p>WHether <hi>Love, Wine,</hi> or <hi>Wisdom,</hi> (which rule you by turns) have the present Ascendant, I cannot pretend to determine at this distance; but <hi>Good-nature,</hi> which waits about you with more diligence than <hi>Godfrey</hi> himself, is my Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>curity, that you are <hi>unmindful</hi> of your ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sent Friends: To be from you, and for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gotten by you at once, is a <hi>Misfortune</hi> I never was criminal enough to <hi>merit,</hi> since to the Black and Fair <hi>Countess,</hi> I villa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nously <hi>betray'd</hi> the daily Addresses of your divided Heart: You forgave that upon <hi>the first Bottle,</hi> and upon <hi>the second,</hi> on my Conscience, wou'd have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounc'd <hi>them and the whole Sex</hi>; Oh! <hi>That second Bottle</hi> (Harry!) <hi>is the Sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
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of <hi>others</hi>; banishes <hi>Flattery</hi> from our <hi>Tongues,</hi> and <hi>distru<gap reason="illegible" extent="1 letter">
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</gap>t</hi> from our <hi>Hearts,</hi> sets us above <hi>the mean Policy of Court-Prudence</hi>; which makes us <hi>lie</hi> to one ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther <hi>all Day,</hi> for fear of being <hi>betray'd</hi> by each other <hi>at Night.</hi> And (before God) I believe, the <hi>errantest Villain breathing, is honest as long as that Bottle lives,</hi> and few of <hi>that Tribe</hi> dare venture upon him, at least, among <hi>the Courtiers</hi> and <hi>Statesmen.</hi> I have seriously consi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der'd one thing, That the three Businesses of this Age, <hi>Women, Politicks,</hi> and <hi>Drink<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing,</hi> the <hi>la<gap reason="illegible" extent="1 letter">
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<p>If you ventur'd <hi>your fat Buttock a Gal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lop to</hi> Portsmouth, I doubt not but thro' <hi>extream Galling,</hi> you now lie Bed-rid of <hi>the Piles,</hi> or <hi>Fistula in</hi> Ano, and have the lei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure to write to your Country-Acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance,
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which if you omit I shall take the Liberty to conclude you <hi>very Proud. Such a Letter</hi> shou'd be directed to me at <hi>Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derbury,</hi> near <hi>Banbury,</hi> where I intend to be within these three Days.</p>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<p>WHether <hi>Love</hi> or the <hi>Politicks</hi> have the greater Interest in your Jour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny to <hi>France,</hi> because it is argu'd among <hi>wiser Men,</hi> I will not conclude upon; but hoping so much from your Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship, that, without reserve, you will trust me with the time of your stay in <hi>Paris,</hi> I have writ this to assure you, if it can continue a Month, I will not fail to wait on you there. My Resolutions are to improve this Winter for the Improve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of my Parts in <hi>Foreign Countries,</hi> and if the <hi>Temptation</hi> of seeing you, be added to the <hi>Desires</hi> I have already, the Sin is so sweet, that I am resolv'd to em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brace it, and leave out of my Prayers, <hi>Libra nos a Malo— For thine is,</hi> &c.</p>
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<p>'TIS not the <hi>least</hi> of my Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piness, that I think you love me; but <hi>the first</hi> of all my <hi>Pretensions</hi> is to make it appear, that I faithful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly endeavour to <hi>deserve</hi> it. If there be a <hi>real good</hi> upon Earth, 'tis in the <hi>Name of FRIEND,</hi> without which all others are meer fantastical. How few of us are fit stuff to make that thing, we have daily the melancholly experience.</p>
<p>However, dear <hi>Harry!</hi> Let us not give out, nor despair of bringing that about, which, as it is the most difficult, and rare Accident of Life, is also the best; nay, (perhaps) the only good one. This Thought has so entirely possess'd me since I came into the Country,
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(where, only, one can think; for, you at Court think not at all; or, at least, as if you were shut up in a Drum; as you think of nothing, but the Noise that is made about you) that I have made many Serious Reflecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons upon it, and, amongst others, ga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther'd one Maxime, which I desire, shou'd be communicated to our Friend Mr. <hi>G</hi>—; That, <hi>we are bound in Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rality and common Honesty, to endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour after Competent Riches</hi>; since it is certain, that few Men, if any, uneasie in their Fortunes, have prov'd firm and clear in their Friendships. A ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry poor Fellow, is a very poor Friend; and not one of a thousand can be good natur'd to another, who is not pleas'd within himself. But while I grow in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to Proverbs, I forget that you may impute my Philosophy to the Dog-days, and living alone. To prevent the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conveniences of Solitude, and many o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, I intend to go to the <hi>Bath</hi> on Sunday next, in Visitation to my Lord Treasurer: Be so Politick, or be so Kind, (or a little of both, which is better) as to step down thither, if
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famous Affairs at <hi>Windsor,</hi> do not de<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<p>If you see the Dutchess of <hi>P</hi>— ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry often, take some opportunity to talk to her about what I spoke to you at <hi>London.</hi>
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<hi>Dear</hi> SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>IF it were the Sign of an honest Man, to be happy in his Friends, sure I were mark'd out for the worst of Men; since no one e'er lost so many as I have done, or knew to make so few. The Severity you say the Dutchess of <hi>P</hi>— shews to me, is a proof, that 'tis not in my power to deserve well of Any-body; since (I call Truth to Witness) I have never been guilty of an Errour, that I know, to her: And this may be a Warn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to you, that remain in the Mistake of being kind to me, never to expect a grateful Return; since I am so utterly ignorant how to make it: To value you in my Thoughts, to prefer you in my Wishes, to serve you in my Words; to observe, study, and obey you in all my Actions, is too little; since I have per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed all this to her, without so much
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as an offensive Accident. And yet she thinks it just, to use me ill. If I were not malicious enough to hope she were in the wrong; I must have a very melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cholly Opinion of myself. I wish your Interest might prevail with her, as a Friend of her's, not mine, to tell how I have deserv'd it of her, since she has ne'r accus'd me of any Crime, but of being Cunning; and I told her, Some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>body had been Cunninger than I, to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swade her so. I can as well support the Hatred of the whole World, as Any<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>body, not being generally fond of it. Those whom I have oblig'd, may use me with Ingratitude, and not afflict me much: But to be injur'd by those who have oblig'd me, and to whose Service I am ever bound; is such a Curse, as I can only wish on them who wrong me to the Dutchess.</p>
<p>I hope you have not forgot what <hi>G—y</hi> and you have promis'd me; but within some time you will come and fetch me to <hi>London:</hi> I shall scarce think of coming, till you call me, as not ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving many prevalent Motives to draw me to the Court, if it be so that my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ster
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has no need of my Service, nor my Friends of my Company.</p>
<p>Mr. <hi>Shepheard</hi> is a Man of a fluent Stile and coherent Thought; if, as I suspect, he writ your Postscript.</p>
<p>I wish my Lord <hi>Hallifax</hi> Joy of every Thing, and of his Daughter to boot.</p>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<p>YOu, who have known me these ten Years the Grievance of all prudent Persons, the By-word of Statesmen, the Scorn of ugly Ladies, which are very near All, and the irreconcilable Aversion of fine Gentlemen, who are the Ornamen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal Part o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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him; for, since I can remember, nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther his ownself, nor any belonging to him, were ever out of Rags: His Page alone was well cloath'd of all his Fami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, and that but in appearance; for, of late he has made no more of w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<desc>•</desc>
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with all my Heart, and shall take it for a Favour, if you will send me a Copy. He cannot want Wit utterly, that has a Spleen to those Rogues, tho' never so dully express'd. And now, dear Mr. <hi>Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vile,</hi> forgive me, if I do not wind up my self with an handsom Period.</p>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<hi>Dear</hi> SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>THO' I am almost <hi>Blind,</hi> utterly <hi>Lame,</hi> and scarce within the rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sonable hopes of ever seeing <hi>London</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, I am not yet so wholly mortified and dead to the taste of all Happiness, not to be extreamly reviv'd at the receipt of a kind Letter from an old Friend, who in all probability might have laid me aside in his Thoughts, if not quite forgot me by this time. I ever thought you an extraordinary Man, and must now think you such a Friend, who, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a Courtier, as you are, can love a Man whom it is the great Mode to hate. Catch Sir <hi>G. H.</hi> or Sir <hi>Carr,</hi> at such an ill-bred Proceeding, and I am mistaken: For the hideous Deportment, which you have heard of, concerning running naked, so much is true, that
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we went into the River somewhat late in the Year, and had a Frisk for forty Yards in the Meadow, to dry our<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves. I will appeal to the King and the Duke, If they had not done as much; nay, may Lord-Chancellor and the Arch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bishops both, when they were School-boys? And, at these Years, I have heard the one Declaim'd like <hi>Cicero,</hi> the others Preach'd like St. <hi>Austin</hi>: Prudenter Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons, I conclude, they were, ev'n in Hanging-sleeves, than any of the flashy Fry, (of which I must own myself the most unsolid) can hope to appear, ev'n in their ripest Manhood.</p>
<p>And now, (Mr. <hi>Savile</hi>) since you are pleas'd to quote yourself for a grave Man of the Number of the Scanda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liz'd, be pleas'd to call to mind the Year 1676, when two large fat Nudi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties led the Coranto round <hi>Rosamond</hi>'s fair Fountain, while the poor violated Nymph wept to behold the strange De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cay of Manly Parts, since the Days of her dear <hi>Harry</hi> the Second: P— ('tis confess'd) you shew'd but little of; but for A— and B—, (a fil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thier
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Ostentation! God wot) you ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pos'd more of that Nastiness in your two Folio Volumes, than we altogether in our six Quarto's. <hi>Pluck therefore the Beam out of thine own Eye,</hi> &c. And now 'tis time to thank you for your kind inviting me to <hi>London,</hi> to make <hi>Dutch-m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<p>The best Present I can make at this time is the Bearer, whom I beg you to take care of, that the King may hear his Tunes, when he is easie and pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate, because I am sure they will di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vert him extreamly: And may he ever have Harmony in his Mind, as this Fel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low will pour it into his Ears: May
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he dream pleasantly, wake joyfully, love safely and tenderly, live long and happily; ever prays (Dear <hi>Savile</hi>) <hi>un Bougre lasse qui era toute sa foutue reste de Vie,</hi>
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<signed>Vostre fidelle, amy & tres humble Serviteur, <hi>ROCHESTER.</hi>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<p>THAT Night I receiv'd by Yours the surprizing Account of my Lady Dutchess's more than ordinary In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation against me, I was newly brought in dead of a Fall from my Horse, of which I still remain Bruis'd and Bedrid, and can now scarce think it a Happiness that I sav'd my Neck. What ill Star reigns over me, that I'm still mark'd out for Ingratitude, and on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly us'd barbarously to those I am oblig'd to! Had I been troublesom to her in pinning the Dependance of my Fortune upon her Solicitations to the King, or her Unmerited Recommendations of me to some Great Man; it would not have mov'd my Wonder much, if she had sought any Occasion to be rid of a use<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>less Trouble: But, a Creature, who had already receiv'd of her all the Obligations
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he ever could pretend to, except the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinuance of her good Opinion, for the which he resolv'd, and did direct every step of his Life in Duty and Service to her, and all who were concern'd in her; why should she take the Advantage of a false idle Story, to hate such a Man; as if it were an Inconvenience to her to be harmless, or a Pain to continue just? By that God that made me, I have no more offended her in Thought, Word, or Deed, no more imagin'd or utter'd the least Thought to her Contempt or Prejudice, than I have plotted Treason, conceal'd Arms, Train'd Regiments for a Rebel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lion. If there be upon Earth a Man of Common Honesty, who will justifie a Tittle of her Accusation, I am contented never to s<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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thing I will ever say of her. For her generous Resolution of not hurting me to the King, I thank her; but she must think a Man much oblig'd, after the calling of him Knave, to say she will do him no farther Prejudice. For the Countess of <hi>P</hi>—, whatever she has heard me say, or any body else, of her, I'll stand the Test of any impartial Judge, 'twas neither injurious nor un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mannerly; and how severe soever she pleases to be, I have always been her humble Servant, and will continue so. I do not know how to assure myself the D. will spare me to the King, who would not to you; I'm sure she can't say I ever injur'd you to her; nor am I at all afraid she can hurt me with you; I dare swear you don't think I have dealt so indis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creetly in my Service to her, as to doubt me in the Friendship I profess to you. And, to shew you I rely upon yours, let me beg of you to talk once more with her, and desire her to give me the fair hearing she wou'd afford any Footman of hers, who had been complain'd of to her by a less-worthy Creature, (for such a one, I assure myself, my Accuser is) unless it be for her Service, to wrong the most
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faithful of her Servants; and then I shall be proud of mine. I would not be run down by a Company of Rogues, and this looks like an Endeavour towards it: Therefore (dear <hi>Harry</hi>) send me word, how I am with other Folks; if you visit my Lord Treasurer, name the Calamity of this Matter to him, and tell me sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerely how he takes it: And, if you hear the King mention me, do the Office of a Friend, to</p>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<hi>Dear</hi> SAVILE,</salute>
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<p>THE Lowsiness of Affairs in this Place, is such (forgive the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mannerly Phrase! Expressions must de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>scend to the Nature of Things express'd) 'tis not fit to entertain a private Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, much less one of a publick Chara<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cter, with the Retail of them, the general Heads, under which this whole Island may be consider'd, are Spies, Beggars and Rebels, the Transpositions and Mixtures of these, make an agreeable Variety; Bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sie Fools and Cautious Knaves are bred out of 'em, and set off wonderfully; tho' of this latter sort, we have fewer now than ever, Hypocrisie being the only Vice in decay amongst us, few Men here dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>semble their being Rascals; and no Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man disowns being a Whore. Mr. <hi>O</hi>— was try'd two Days ago for Buggery, and clear'd: The next Day he brought
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his Action to the <hi>Kings-Bench,</hi> against his Accuser, being attended by the Earl of <hi>Shaftsbury,</hi> and other Peers, to the number of Seven, for the Honour of the <hi>Prote<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stant Cause.</hi> I have sent you herewith a Libel, in which my own share is not the least; the King having perus'd it, is no ways dissatisfied with his: The Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thor is apparent Mr. —, his Patron my L— having a Panegerick in the midst; upon which happen'd a hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>som Quarrel between his L—, and Mrs. <hi>B</hi>— at the Dutchess of <hi>P</hi>—; she call'd him, The Heroe of the Libel, and complimented him upon having made more Cuckolds, than any Man a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>live; to which he answer'd, She very well knew one he never made, nor never car'd to be imploy'd in making. — Rogue and Bitch ensued, till the King, taking his Grand-father's Character upon him, became the Peace-maker. I will not trouble you any longer, but beg you still to Love</p>
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<head>TO THE Honourable <hi>HENRY SAVILE.</hi>
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<p>YOU are the <hi>only</hi> Man of <hi>England,</hi> that keep <hi>Wit</hi> with your <hi>Wisdom</hi>; and I am happy in a <hi>Friend</hi> that excels in both, were your <hi>Good Nature</hi> the least of your <hi>Good Qualities,</hi> I durst not presume upon it, as I have done; but I know you are so sincerely con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern'd in serving your Friends truly, that I need not make an Apology for the Trouble I have given you in this Affair.</p>
<p>I daily expect more considerable Ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of your Friendship, and have the <hi>Vanity</hi> to think, I shall be the better for your growing poorer.</p>
<p>In the mean time, when you please to distinguish from <hi>Prosers</hi> and <hi>Wind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ham,</hi> and comply with <hi>Rosers</hi> and <hi>Bull,</hi>
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not forgetting <hi>Iohn Stevens,</hi> you shall find me</p>
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<trailer>The End of the late Earl of <hi>Rochester</hi>'s Letters.</trailer>
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<head>THE E. of <hi>L</hi>—'s LETTER To the Honourable Algernoon Sidney.</head>
<p>DIsuse of Writing hath made it un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>easie to me, Age makes it hard, and the Weakness of Sight and Hand, makes it almost impossible. This may excuse me to <hi>Every-body,</hi> and particularly to <hi>you,</hi> who have not invited me much unto it, but rather have given me cause to think, that you were willing to save me the labour of Writing, and yourself the trouble of Reading my Letters: For, after you had left me sick, solitary and sad, at <hi>Penshurst,</hi> and that you had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>solved to undertake the Employment wherein you have lately been, you nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther came to give me a Farewel, nor
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did so much as send one to me, but only writ a wrangling Letter or two concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Mony, and <hi>Hoskins,</hi> and Sir <hi>Robert Honywood</hi>'s Horse; and though both be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore and after your going out of <hi>Eng<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>land,</hi> you writ to divers other Persons, the first Letter that I received from you, was dated, as I remember, the 13th of <hi>September</hi>; the second in <hi>November,</hi> wherein you take notice of your Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther's Death; and if there were one more, that was all, until Mr. <hi>Sterry</hi> came, who made such haste from <hi>Penshurst,</hi> that coming very late at Night, he would not stay to Dine the next Day, nor to give me time to <hi>Write.</hi> It is true, that since the Change of Affairs here, and of your Condition there, your Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters have been more frequent; and if I had not thought my Silence better both <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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in any of the Places of your Negotiation, not to come into</hi> England, <hi>much less to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect a Ship to be sent for you; or to think, that an Account was, or wou'd be expected of you here,</hi> unless it were of <hi>Matters ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry different from your Transactions there; that it wou'd be best for you presently to di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vest yourself of the Character of a Publick Minister, to dismiss all your Train, and to retire into some safe place, not very near nor very far from</hi> England, <hi>that you might hear from your Friends some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times.</hi> And for this I advis'd <hi>Hamburgh,</hi> where I hear you are, by your Man <hi>Powel,</hi> or by them that have received Letters from you, with Presents of Wine and Fish, which I do not reproach nor envy.</p>
<p>Your last Letter to me had no Date of Time or Place; but, by another at the same time to Sir <hi>Iohn Temple,</hi> of the 28th of <hi>Iuly,</hi> as I remember, sent by Mr. <hi>Mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sonden,</hi> I guess that mine was of the same Date: By those that I have had, I per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive that you have been misadvertiz'd; for though I meet with no Effects nor Marks of Displeasure, yet I find no such Tokens or Fruits of Favour, as may give
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<p>And now I am again upon the Point of retiring to my poor Habitation, ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving for myself no other Design, than to pass the small remainder of my Days in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocently and quietly; and, if it please God, to be gathered in Peace to my Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers. And concerning you, what to resolve in myself, or what to advise you, truly I know not: For, you must give me leav<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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was here, <hi>That you were likely to be ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cepted out of the General Act of Pardon and Oblivion:</hi> And though I know not what you have done or said here or there, yet I have several ways heard, That there is as ill an Opinion of you, as of any, even of those that condemned the late King: And when I thought there was no other Exception to you, than your being of the other Party, I spoke to the General in your behalf, who told me, That very ill Offices had been done you, but he would assist you as much as just<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly he could; and I intended then also to speak to Some-body else, you may guess whom I mean: But, since that, I have heard such things of you, that in the doubtfulness only of their being true, no Man will open his Mouth for you. I will tell you some Passages, and you shall do well to clear yourself of them. It is said, That the University of <hi>Copenhagen</hi> brought their <hi>Album</hi> unto you, desiring you to write something therein, and that you did <hi>scribere in Albo</hi> these words,
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And put your Name to it. This can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not chuse but be publickly known, if it be true. It is said also, That a <hi>Minister,</hi> who hath married a Lady <hi>Laurence</hi> here of <hi>Chelsey,</hi> but now dwelling at <hi>Copen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hagen,</hi> being there in Company with you, said, I think you were none of the late King's Judges, nor guilty of his Death, meaning our King. <hi>Guilty!</hi> said you; <hi>Do you call that Guilt? Why, 'twas the justest and bravest Action that ever was done in</hi> England, <hi>or any where else</hi>; with other words to the same effect. It is said also, That you having heard of a Design to seize upon you, or to cause you to be taken Prisoner, you took notice of it to the King of <hi>Denmark</hi> himself, and said, <hi>I hear there is a Design to seize upon me: But who is it that hath that Design?</hi> Est<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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<p>Besides this, it is reported, That you have been heard to say many scornful and contemptuous things of the King's Person and Family; which, unless you can justifie yourself, will hardly be for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>given or <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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Publick Actions either of War or Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty. Here is a Resident, as he calls him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self, of the King of <hi>Denmark,</hi> whose Name (as I hear) is <hi>Pedcombe</hi>; he hath visited me, and offered his readiness to give you any Assistance in his Power or Credit with the Embassadour, Mr. <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>field,</hi> who was then expected, and is now arrived here, and hath had his first Audience. I have not seen Mr. <hi>Pedcombe</hi> since; but, within a few Days I will put him in mind of his Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fession of Friendship to you, and try what he can or will do. Sir <hi>Robert Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nywood</hi> is also come hither; and, as I hear, the King is graciously pleased to admit him to his Presence, which will be somewhat the better for you, because then the Exceptions against your Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment and Negotiation, wherein you were Colleague, will be removed, and you will have no more to answer for, than your own particular Behaviour. I believe Sir <hi>Robert Honywood</hi> will be in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustrious enough to procure Satisfaction to the Merchants in the Business of Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny, wherein he will have the Assistance of Sir <hi>Iohn Temple</hi>; to whom I refer you for that and some other things.</p>
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<pb n="58" facs="tcp:37805:37"/>I have little to say to your Complaints of your Sister <hi>Strayford</hi>'s unequal Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turns to your Affection and Kindness, but that I am sorry for it, and that you are well enough serv'd for bestowing so much of your Care where it was not due, and neglecting them to whom it was due, and I hope you will be wiser here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>after. She and her Husband have not yet paid the Thousand Pounds, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of you are to have your part, by my Gift; for so, I think, you are to under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stand it, tho' your Mother desired it; and if for the Payment thereof your be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in <hi>England,</hi> or in some Place not far off, be necessary, as some pretend, for the Sealing of some Writings, I think that, and other Reasons, sufficient to perswade you to stay a while where you are, that you may hear frequently from your Friends, and they from you. I am wholly against your going into <hi>Italy</hi> as yet, till more may be known of your Condition, which, for the present, is hard; and, I confess, that I do not yet see any more than this, that either you must live in Exile, or very privately here; and (perhaps) not safely; for
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though the Bill of Indemnity be lately passed, yet if there be any particular and great Displeasure against you, as I fear there is, you may feel the Effects there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of from the Higher Powers, and receive Affronts from the Inferiour: Therefore you were best to stay at <hi>Hamburgh,</hi> which, for a Northern Situation, is a good place, and healthful. I will help you as much as I can in discovering and informing you of what concerns you; though, as I began, so I must end, with telling you, That Writing is now grown troublesome to</p>
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<head>The Honourable <hi>Algernoon Sidney</hi>'s LETTER, AGAINST BRIBERY, AND Arbitrary Government. Written to his Friends, in Answer to Theirs, perswading his Return to England.</head>
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<salute>SIR,</salute>
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<p>I Am sorry I cannot in all things con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form myself to the Advices of my Friends; if theirs had any joint concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment with mine, I would willingly sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit
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my Interest to theirs; but when I a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lone am interested, and they only advise me to come over as soon as the Act of Indemnity is pass'd, because they think it is best for me, I cannot wholly lay aside my own Judgment and Choice. I confess, we are naturally inclin'd to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light in our own Country, and I have a particular Love to mine; I hope I have given some Testimony of it; I think that being exil'd from it is a great Evil, and would redeem myself from it with the loss of a great deal of my Blood: But when that Country of mine, which us'd to be esteem'd a Paradise, is now like to be made a Stage of Injury, the Liberty which we hoped to establish oppress'd, all man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner of Prophaneness, Loosness, Luxury and Lewdness set up in its heighth; in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stead of the Piety, Virtue, Sobriety, and Modesty, which we hoped God, by our Hands, would have introduc'd; the Best of our Nation made a Prey to the Worst; the Parliament, Court and Army corrup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, the People enslav'd, all things ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dible, and no Man safe, but by such evil and infamous Means as Flattery and Bri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bery; what Joy can I have in my own Country in this Condition? Is it a Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure
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to see all that I love in the World sold and destroy'd? Shall I renounce all my old Principles, learn the vile Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>arts, and make my Peace by bribing some of them? Shall their Corruption and Vice be my Safety? Ah! no; better is a Life among Strangers, than in my own Country upon such Conditions. Whil'st I live, I will endeavour to preserve my Liberty; or, at least, not consent to the destroying of it. I hope I shall die in the same Principle in which I have lived, and will live no longer than they can preserve me. I have in my Life been guilty of many Follies, but, as I think of no meanness, I will not blot and defile that which is past, by endeavouring to provide for the future. I have ever had in my Mind, that when God should cast me into such a Condition, as that I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not save my Life, but by doing an inde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent thing, He shews me the time is come wherein I should resign it. And when I cannot live in my own Country, but by such means as are worse than dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in it, I think He shews me, I ought to keep myself out of it. Let them please themselves with <hi>making the King glorious,</hi> who think a <hi>Whole People</hi> may justly be
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sacrific'd for the Interest and Pleasure of <hi>One Man,</hi> and <hi>a few of his Followers:</hi> Let them rejoice in their Subtilty, who, by be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traying the former, Powers, have gain'd the Favour of this, not only preserv'd, but advanc'd themselves in these dangerous Changes. Nevertheless (perhaps) they may find the King's Glory is their Shame, his Plenty the Peoples Misery; and that the gaining of an Office, or a little Mony, is a poor Reward for destroying a Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion! (which, if it were preserved in Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty and Vertue, would truly be the most glorious in the World) and that o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers may find they have, with much Pains, purchas'd their own Shame and Misery, a dear Price paid for that which is not worth keeping, nor the Life that is accompanied with it; the Honour of <hi>English</hi> Parliaments have ever been in making the Nation glorious and happy, not in selling and destroying the Interest of it, to satisfie, the Lusts of one Man. Miserable Nation! that, from so great a heighth of Glory, is fallen into the most despicable Condition in the World, of having all its Good depending upon the Breath and Will of the vilest Persons in it! cheated and sold by them they trust<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed!
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Infamous Traffick, equal almo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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mistaken Informations that were sent to me by my Friends, full of Expectations, of Favours, and Employments. Who can think, that they, who imprison them, would employ me, or suffer me to live, when they are put to death? If I might live, and be employ'd, can it be expected that I should serve a Government that seeks such detestable Ways of establish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing itself? Ah! no; I have not learnt to make my own Peace, by persecuting and betraying my Brethren, more inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent and worthy than myself: I must live by just Means, and serve to just Ends, or not at all, after such a Manifestation of the Ways by which it is intended the King shall govern. I should have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounced any Place of Favour into which the Kindness and Industry of my Friends might have advanc'd me, when I found those that were better than I, were only fit to be destroy'd. I had formerly some Jealousies, the fraudulent Proclamation for Indemnity, encreas'd the imprison<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of those three Men; and turning out of all the Officers of the Army, contrary to Promise, confirm'd me in my Reso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutions, not to return.</p>
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<pb n="66" facs="tcp:37805:41"/>To conclude, The Tide is not to be diverted, nor the Oppress'd deliver'd; but God, in his time, will have Mercy on his People; he will save and defend them, and avenge the Blood of those who shall now perish, upon the Heads of those, who, in their Pride, think nothing is able to oppose them. Happy are those whom God shall make Instruments of his Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stice in so blessed a Work. If I can live to see that Day, I shall be ripe for the Grave, and able to say with Joy, <hi>Lord! now lettest thou thy Servant depart in Peace,</hi> &c. [So Sir <hi>Arthur Haslerigg</hi> on <hi>Oliver</hi>'s Death.] Farewel; my Thoughts, as to King and State, depending upon their Actions. No Man shall be a more faithful Servant to him than I, if he make the Good and Prosperity of his People his Glory; none more his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, if he doth the contrary. To my particular Friends I shall be constant in all Occasions, and to you</p>
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<head>To Madam —</head>
<p>I Have News to tell you: You got a new Subject yesterday; tho', after all, (perhaps) it is no more News to you, than it would be to the Grand Seignior, or the French King: For you (Madam) either find or make Subjects where-ever you go. It is impossible to see you, without surrendring one's Heart to you; and he that hears you talk, and can still preserve his Liberty, may (for ought I know) revive the Miracle of the <hi>three Children</hi> in <hi>Daniel,</hi> and call for a Chamlet Cloak to keep him warm in the midst of a Fiery Furnace. But re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally (Madam) I am none of those Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>racle-mongers; I am true Flesh and Blood, like the rest of my Sex; and, as I make no Scruple to own my Passion to you, so you (Madam) without incur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the Danger of being question'd by the Parliament, may pretend to all the Rights and Priviledges of a Conqueror. My Comfort is, that all Mankind, soon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er
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or later, must wear your Chainr; for you have Beauty enough to engage the nicest Heart, though you had no Wit to set it off: And you have so plentiful a share of the last, that were you wholly destitute of the former, as I have already found to my Cost, you have but too much, you could not fail of harming the most Insensible. For my own part, I confess myself an Admirer, or, if you please, an Adorer of your Beauty: But I am a Slave, a meer downright effectual Slave to your Wit. Your very Conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sation is infinitely more delicious than the Fruition of any other Woman.</p>
<p>Thus, my Charming Sovereign, I here profess myself your devoted Vassal and Subject. I promise you eternal Du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty and Allegiance: It is neither in my Power nor Will to depose you; and I am sure it is not in your Nature to affect Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitrary Sway. Tho' if you do, (Madam) God knows, I am a true Church of <hi>Eng<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>land-man</hi>; I shall never rebel against you in Act or Thought, but only have recourse to Prayers and Tears, and still stick to my Passive Obedience. Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haps, Madam, you'll tell me, I have
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talked more than comes to my share; but, being <hi>incognito,</hi> I assume the Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty of a Masquerader, and, under that Protection, think myself safe. But, alas, did you know how I languish for you, I dare swear (my charming <hi>Sylvia!</hi>) you would bestow some Pity upon</p>
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<head>To Madam —</head>
<p>I Have never had the Happiness of your Conversation but once, and then I found you so very charming, that I have wore your lovely Idea ever since in my Mind. But it is not without the least Astonishment, that I receiv'd the News of what befel you t'other Day; it still makes me tremble, and leaves a dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mal Impression behind it, not easie to be imagin'd. For Heaven's sake, Madam, what could urge you to so cruel a Reso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution, that might have prov'd irrepa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rably fatal to yourself, and matter of per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petual Affliction to your Friends? What Harm have I, and a Thousand more of your Adorers done you, that you should so terribly revenge the supposed Infide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity of another upon them? Or, Why should you, whom Beauty and Wit have put in a Capacity to subdue our whole Sex, lay to Heart the Unkindness of one Lover, who may proceed to a new Ele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction when you please? If I had Vanity
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enough to aspire to be your Privy-Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sellour, I wou'd e'en advise you to bury the remembrance of what is past, and either to punish all Mankind, as you ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sily may, though I need not instruct you how; or else to chuse some happy Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourite out of the Throng of your Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, and showre your Favours upon him. If Sincerity and Truth may bid for the Purchase of your Heart, I can help you to one that thoroughly under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stands your Worth, and accordingly va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lues it; that would be damn'd before he would abandon you for the greatest Princess in the Universe; that would chearfully die for your sake, and yet only lives out of Hopes, that he may one day merit your Esteem by his Services. I fancy, Madam, you now demand of me, where this strange Monster of Fidelity is to be found? Know then, that he lives within less than a Hun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred Miles of <hi>Red-Lyon-Square</hi>; and that his Name is, (Oh! pardon the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>solence of this Discovery) his Name is</p>
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