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A Romance of Life.
BY D. T. COULTON, ESQ.
“ Je rends au public oe qu'il m'a prêté: j'ai emprunté de lui la matière de
IN THREE VOLUMES.
13, GREAT MARLBOROUGH STREET,
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O Diva, gratum quæ regis Antium,
Mortale corpus, vel superbos
Vertere funeribus triumphos !
Uncus abest, liquidumque plumbum.
Utcunque mutata potentes
Vostro saver non ha contrasto a lei;
Ella provvede, giudica, e persegue
Suo regno, come il loro gli altri Dei.
Necessità la fa esser veloce;
Si spesso vien chi vicenda consegue.
Pur da color, che le dovrian dar lode,
Dandole biasmo a torto e mala voce.
Con l'altre prime creature lieta
Like Sylla, I have always believed that all things depended on Fortune, and nothing on ourselves. I am not aware of any one thought or action worthy of being called good, either to myself or others, which is not to be attributed to the good goddess, “ Fortune."— Byron's Diary.
TO THE READER.
It has long been a question whether Fortune or Conduct exercises the greatest influence over life. The ancients, we know, leant to the divinity of Fortune, and the greatest of orators esteemed her the supreme mistress of human affairs. But in modern times Prudence is placed above her, and it is held that every man can shape his destiny as he pleases. Perhaps, as is commonly the
Truth lies somewhere between the extremes. Fortune, or Fate, or Accident, or Providence, fixes for each one at birth his capacity and his aptitudes—his position and circumstances. And, with the particular talents and station,