ever struck root in a bosom chilled by years.-Fitzosborne's Letters.

CLXXIII.

Want of prudence is too frequently the want of virtue; nor is there on earth a more powerful advocate for vice than poverty.-Goldsmith.

CLXXIV.

A bankrupt is made by breaking, as a bird is hatched by breaking the shell; for he gains more by giving over his trade than ever he did by dealing in it. He drives a trade, as Oliver Cromwell did a coach, till it broke in pieces. He is very tender and careful in preserving his credit, and keeps it as methodically as a race-nag is dieted, that in the end he may run away with it: for he observes a punctual curiosity in performing his word, until he has proved his credit as far as it can go: and then he has catched the fish, and throws away the net; as a butcher, when he has fed his beast as fat as it can grow, cuts the throat of it. When he has brought his design to perfection, and disposed of all his materials, he lays his train, like a powder-traitor, and gets out of the way, while he blows up all those that trusted him. After the blow is given, there is no manner of intelligence to be had of him for some months, until the rage and fury is somewhat digested, and all hopes vanished of ever recovering any thing of body, or goods, for revenge or restitution; and then propositions of treaty and accommodation appear like the sign of the hand and pen out of the clouds, with conditions more unreasonable than thieves are wont to demand for restitution of stolen goods. He shoots like a fowler at a whole flock of geese at once, and stalks with his horse to come as near as possibly he can without being perceived by any one, or giving the least suspicion of his design, until it is too late to prevent it; and then he flies from them, as they should have done before from him. His way is so commonly used in the city, that he robs in a road, like a highwayman, and yet they will never arrive at wit

enough to avoid it; for it is done upon surprise: and as thieves are commonly better mounted than those they rob, he very easily makes his escape, and flies beyond pursuit, and there is no possibility of overtaking him.— Butler.

CLXXV.

It is notorious to philosophers, that joy and grief can hasten and delay time. Locke is of opinion, that a man in great misery may so far lose his measure, as to think a minute an hour; or in joy make an hour a minute.-Tatler.

CLXXVI.

Indolence is a kind of centripetal force.-Shenstone.

CLXXVII.

Be a pattern to others, and then all will go well; for as a whole city is infected by the licentious passions and vices of great men, so it is likewise reformed by their moderation.-Cicero.

CLXXVIII.

To arrive at perfection, a man should have very sincere friends, or inveterate enemies; because he would be made sensible of his good or ill conduct, either by the censures of the one, or the admonitions of the others.-Diogenes.

CLXXIX.

He who has opportunities to inspect the sacred moments of elevated minds, and seizes none, is a son of dulness; but he who turns those moments into ridicule will betray with a kiss, and in embracing, murder.Lavater.

CLXXX.

What but miracles can serve

So great a madness to preserve,

As his, that ventures goods and chattels
(Where there's no quarter giv'n) in battles,
And fights with money bags as bold,

As men with sandbags did of old; .

Puts lands, and tenements, and stocks,
Into a paltry juggler's box;

And, like an alderman of Gotham,
Embarketh in so vile a bottom;
Engages blind and senseless hap

'Gainst high, and low, and slur, and knap,
(As Tartars with a man of straw
Encounter lion's hand to paw)

With those that never venture more
Than they 'ad safely ensur'd before;
Who, when they knock the box and shake,
Do, like the Indian rattlesnake,
But strive to ruin and destroy
Those that mistake it for fair play:
That have their fulhams at command,
Brought up to do their feats at hand;
That understand their calls and knocks,
And how to place themselves i' th' box;
Can tell the oddses of all games,
And when to answer to their names;
And, when he conjures them t' appear,
Like imps are ready every where;
When to play foul, and when run fair
(Out of design) upon the square,
And let the greedy cully win,
Only to draw him further in.

CLXXXI.

Butler-on Gaming.

The proverb ought to run, "A fool and his words are soon parted; a man of genius and his money."-Shen

stone.

CLXXXII.

Melancholy discloses its symptoms according to the sentiments and passions of the minds it affects. An ambitious man fancies himself a lord, statesman, minister, king, emperor, or monarch, and pleases his mind with the vain hopes of even future preferment. The mind of a covetous man sees nothing but his re or spe, and looks at the most valuable objects with an eye of hope,

or with the fond conceit that they are already his own. A love sick brain adores, in romantic strains, the lovely idol of his heart, or sighs in real misery at her fancied frowns. And a scholar's mind evaporates in the fumes of imaginary praise and literary distinction.-Burton.

CLXXXIII.

Fire burns only when we are near it; but a beautiful face burns and inflames, tho' at a distance.-Xenophon.

CLXXXIV.

Could we look into the mind of a female gamester, we should see it full of nothing but trumps and mattadores. Her slumbers are haunted with kings, queens, and knaves. The day lies heavy upon her till the play-season returns, when for a half a dozen hours together all her faculties are employed in shuffling, cutting, dealing, and sorting out a pack of cards, and no ideas to be discovered in a soul which calls itself rational, excepting little square figures of painted and spotted paper.Guardian.

CLXXXV.

Come, come, sweet love!

Do not in vain adorn

Beauty's grace, that should rise
Like to the naked morn.

Lilies on the river's side,

And fair Cyprian flow'rs newly blown,
Ask no beauties but their own.

Ornament is nurse of pride.

From England's Helicon.

CLXXXVI.

Idlers cannot even find time to be idle, or the industrious to be at leisure. We must be always doing, or suffering.-Zimmerman.

CLXXXVII.

Every county of Great Britain has one hundred or more of fox hunters, who roar instead of speaking; therefore, if it be true, that we women are also given to a

greater fluency of words than is necessary, sure she that disturbs but a room or a family, is more to be tolerated than one who draws together whole parishes and counties, and sometimes (with an estate that might make him the blessing and ornament of the world around him) has no other view and ambition, but to be an animal above dogs and horses, without the relish of any one enjoyment which is peculiar to the faculties of human nature. I know it will here be said, that, talking of mere country squires at this rate, is, as it were, to write against Valentine and Orson. To prove any thing against the race of men, you must take them as they are adorned with education; as they live in courts, or have received instructions in colleges.-Tatler.

CLXXXVIII.

That wealth that bounteous fortune sends
As presents to her dearest friends,
Is oft' laid out upon a purchase
Of two yards long in parish churches,
And those too happy men that bought it
Had liv'd, and happier too, without it.

CLXXXIX.

Butler.

The learned Vossius says, his barber used to comb his head in iambics. And indeed, in all ages, one of this useful profession, this order of cosmetic philosophers, has been celebrated by the most eminent hands. You see the barber in Don Quixote is one of the principal characters in the history.-Steele.

CXC.

He that sips of many arts drinks of none. However, we must know, that all learning, which is but one grand science, hath so homogeneall a body, that the parts thereof do with a mutuall service relate to, and communicate strength and lustre each to other. Our artist knowing language to be the key of learning, thus begins

His tongue being but one by nature, he gets cloven by art and industry. Before the confusion of Babel, all the world was one continent in language: since di