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excuse himself to his Mistress, for an Invective which he had written against her, and to account for that unreasonable Fury with which the Heart of man is often transported, he tells us that, when Prometheus made his Man of Clay, in the kneading up of the Heart, he seasoned it with some furious Particles of the Lion. But upon turning this Plan to and fro in my Thoughts, I observed so many unaccountable Humours in Man, that I did not know out of what Animals to fetch them. Male Souls are diversifyed with so many Characters, that the World has not Variety and Materials sufficient to furnish out their different Tempers and inclinations. The Creation, with all its Animals and Elements, would not be large enough to supply their several Extravagancies.

INSTEAD therefore of pursuing the Thought of Simonides, I shall observe, that as he has exposed the vicious Part of Women from the Doctrine of Præ-existence, some of the ancient Philosophers have, in a manner, satirized the vicious Part of the human Species in general, from a Notion of the Soul's Poft existence, if I may so call it ; and that as Simonides describes Brutes entering into the Composition of Women, others have represented human Souls as entering into Brutes. This is commonly termed the Doctrine of Transmigration, which supposes that human Souls, upon their leaving the Body, become the Souls of such Kind of Brutes as they most resemble in their Manners; or to give an Account of it, as Mr. Dryden has described it in his Translation of Pythagoras his Speech in the fifteenth Book of Ovid, where that Philosopher dif. suades his Hearers from eating Flesh:

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Thus all things are but alter'd, nothing dies,
. And here and there th' unbody'd Spirit fies :

By Time, or Force, or Sickness disposefsd,
And lodges, where it lights, in Bird or Beast, .

Or hunts without till ready Limbs it find,
.' And atuates. those according to their Kind:

From Tenement to Tenement is tossd;
The Soul is still the same, the Figure only loft..

Then let not Piety be put to Flight,
To please the Tafte of Glutton-Appetite;. -

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But fuffer inmate Souls fecure to dwell,
Left from their Seats your Parents you expel;
With Rapid Hunger feed upon your Kind,
Or from a Beast dislodge a Brother's Mind.

PLAT O in the Vision of Erus the Armenian, which I may possibly make the Subject of a future Speculation, records some beautiful Transmigrations; as that the Soul of Orpheus who was musical, melancholy, and a Womanhatér, entered into a Swan; the Soul of Ajax, which was all Wrath and Fierceness, into a Lion; the Soul of Agamemnon, that was rapacious and imperial, into an Eagle; and the Soul of Therfites, who was a Mimick and a Buffoon, into a Monkey.

Mr. Congreve, in a Prologue to one of his Comedies, has touch'd upon this Doctrine with great Humour.

Thus Aristotle's Soul of old that was
May now be damn'd to animate an Ass ;
Or in this very House, for ought we know,
Is doing painful Penance in fome Beau.

I shall fill up this paper with fome Letters which my laft Tuesday's Speculation has produced. My following Correspondents will shew, what I there observed, that the Speculation of that Day affects only the lower part of the Sex.

From my House in the Strand, October 30, 1711. Mr. SPECTATOR, I PON reading your Tuesday's Paper, I find by fe.

U veral Symptoms in my Constitution that I am a • Bee. My Shop, or, if you please to call it so, my Cell, • is in that great Hive of Females which goes by the • Name of the New-Exchange; where I am daily em• ployed in gathering together a little Stock of Gain . from the finest Flowers about the Town, I mean the La• dies and the Beaus. I have a numerous Swarm of Chil• dren, to whom I give the best education I am able: Bat, • Sir, it is my Misfortune to be married to a Drone, who • lives upon what I get, without bringing any thing into

the common Stock. Now, Sir, as on the one hand I


• take care not to behave my felf towards him like a

Wafp, fo likewise I would not have him look upon me • as an Humble-Bee, for which Reason I do all I can to • put him upon laying up Provisions for a bad Day, and • frequently represent to him the fatal Effects his Sloth ' and Negligence may bring upon us in our old Age. I • must beg that you will join with me in your good Ada vice upon this Occafion, and you will for ever oblige,'

Your humble Servant,.'


SIR, . Picadilly, Otober 31, 1711. "I Am joined in Wedlock for my Sins to one of those "1 Fillies who are described in the old Poet with that • hard Name you gave us the other Day. She has a + flowing Mane, and a Skin as soft as Silk: But, Sir, she

passes half her Life at her Glass, and almoft ruins me

in Ribbons. For my own part, I am a plain handicraft • Man, and in Danger of breaking by her Laziness and

Expensiveness. Pray, Master, tell me in your next Pa• per, whether I may not expect of her so much Drud

gery as to take care of her Family, and to curry her Hide in case of Refusal.

. Your loving Friend,

Barnaby Brittle.

Mr. SPECTATOR, Cheapfide, OEtober 30. "I Am mightily pleased with the Humour of the Cat, !1 be so kind as to enlarge upon that Subject. .

Yours till Death,

Josiah Henpeck,

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P. S. • You must know I am married to a Grimalkin. ,

Wapping, Oktober 31, 1711, D VER since your Spectator of Tuesday last came into 'n our Family, my Husband is pleased to call me his Oceana, because the foolish old Poet that you have trans, • lated says, That the Souls of some Women are made of ' Sea-Water. This, it seems, has encouraged my Sauce, Box to be witty upon me. When I am angry, he cries

Pr’ythee • Pr'ýthee my Dear be calm; when I chide one of my Ser.

vants Pr’ythee Child do not blufter! He had the İmpuidence about an Hour ago to tell me, That he was a Sea. : faring Man, and must expect to divide his Life between • Storm and Sunshine. When I beftir my self with any • Spirit in my Family, it is high Sea in his House; and ! when I fit ftill without doing any thing, his Affairs for• footh are Wind-bound. When I ask him whether it rains, • he makes Answer, It is no Matter, so that it be fair Weather within Doors. In short, Sir, I cannot speak • my Mind freely to him, but I either swell or rage, or • do something that is not fit for a civil Woman to hear. ! Pray, Mr. SPECTATOR, fince you are so sharp upon • other Women, let us know what Materials your Wife • is made of, if you have one. I suppose you would • make us a Parcel of poor-spirited tame infipid Crea

tures; but, Sir, I would have you to know, we have • as good Passions in us as your self, and that a Woman. • was never designed to be a Milk-Sop. L:


No. 212. Friday, November 2.

- Eripe turpi - Colla jugo, liber, liber fum, dic age.--Hor.Sat.7.1.2.v.92, -Loose thy Neck from this ignoble Chain, . . And boldly say thourt free. . si C REECH.

Mr. SPECTATOR, "I Never look upon my dear Wife, but I think of the •1 Happiness Sir. ROGER DE COVERLEY enjoys, in • having such a Friend as you to expose in proper Co. • lours the Cruelty and Perverseness of his Miffress., I • have very often wished you visited in our Family, and • were acquainted with my Spouse; she would afford • you for some Months at least Matter enough for one

SpeEtator a Week. Since we are not so happy as to be of • your Acquaintance, give me leave to represent to you : our present Circumstances as well as I can in Writing.


• You are to know then that I am not of a very different • Conftitution from Nathaniel Henrooft, whom you have • lately recorded in your Speculations; and have a Wife ' who makes a more tyrannical Use of the Knowledge of my easy Temper than that Lady ever pretended to. We had not been a Month married, when the « found in me a certain Pain to give Offence, and an In• dolence that made me bear little Inconveniences rather • than dispute about them. From this Observation it soon • came to that pass, that if I offered to go abroad, she • would get between me and the Door, kiss me, and say

she could not part with me; and then down again I • sat. In a Day or two after this first pleasant step to

wards confining me, she declared to me, that I was all

the World to her, and she thought she ought to be all ! the World to me. If, said she my Dear loves me as ! much as I love him, he will never be tired of my Com

pany. This Declaration was followed by my being • denied to all my Acquaintance; and it very soon came

to that pass, that to give an Answer at the Door before : my Face, the Servants would ask her whether I was I within or not; and she would Answer No with great ' fondness, and tell me I was a good Dear. I will ( not enumerate more little Circumstances to give you a • livelier sense of my Condition; but tell you in general, • that from such Steps as these at first, I now live the · Life of a Prisoner of State; my Letters are opened,

and I have not the Use of Pen, Ink and Paper, but in : her Presence. I never go abroad, except she sometimes ' takes me with her in her Coach to take the Air, if it . may be called so, when we drive, as we generally do, " with the Glasses up. I have overheard my Servants la' ment my Condition, but they dare not bring me Mes' fages without her Knowledge, because they doubt my • Resolution to stand by ’em. In the midst of this insipid • Way of Life, an old Acquaintance of mine, Tom Meggot, ! who is a Favourite with her, and allowed to visit me in • her Company because he sings prettily, has roufed me

to rebel, and conveyed his Intelligence to me in the following Manner." My Wife is a great Pretender to Mu

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