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No CCXXII. WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 14
CUR ALTER FRATRUM CESSAR E, ET LUDERE, ET UNGI,
Hor. Ep. 11. LIB. 2. VER. 183..
WHY, OF TWO BROTHERS, ONE HIS PLEASURE LOVES,
Tok for one your phone, oltre ad other people, by his means, in 'hate ing
oning, and at last leaving not only his *HERE is thing I have often
but those of lave as often wondered to find myfelf circumstances; while a fellow, whorn disappointed; the rather, because I think one would fcarce fuspect to have a huit a subject every way agrecable to your man luul, ihall perhaps raise a vast eitate design, and by being left unattempted out of nothing, and be the founder of by others, seems reserved as a proper
a family capable of being very conlideremployment for you: I mean a dilquili- able in their country, and doing many tion, from whence it proceeds, that men
illustrious services to it. That this obof the brightest parts, and most com
servation is jutt, experience has put prehensive genius, compleiely furnished beyond all dispute. But though the with talents for any province in human fact be so evident and glaring, yet the all'airs; such as by their wise lesions of eauses of it are till in the dark; which economy to others have made it evident, makes me persuadde myelf, that it would that they have the juistett notions of be no unacceptable piece of entertainlife, and of true fense in the conduct ment to the town, to inquire into the or it : -from what unbappy contra
hidden fources of fo unaccountable aa deious cause it proceeds, that persons evil. Iam, Sir, tlaus finished by nature and by art,
Your most humble servant. fnould so often fail in the management What this correspondent wonders at, of that which they fo well understand, has been matter of admiration ever since and want the address to make a right there was any such thing as human life. application of their own rules. This is Horace reflects upon this incontistency certainly a prodigious inconsistency in
very agreeably in the character of behaviour, and makes much such a
Tigellius, whom he makes a mighty figure in morals as a monitrous birth in pretender to economy, and tells you, naturals, with this difference only, which you might one day hear hin fpeak the greatiy aggravates the wonder, that it molt philosophic things imaginable conhoppens much more frequently; and cerning being contented with a little, what a bleiiih does it calt opon wit and and his conteinpt of cvery thing but learning in the general account of the mere necessaries, and in half a week world and in liow disadvantageous a after spend a thousand pound. When 1.ght does it expose them to the busy he says this of him with relation to exshifs of mankind, that there Mould be
pence, he describes hiin as unequal to 10 many instances of persons who have himself in every other circumitance of fo conducted their lives in spite of thele life. And indeed, if we conliler lavish transcendent advantages, as neither to
men carefully, we mall find it always le bappy in themselves, nor uteful to proceeds from a certain incapacity of their frierils; when every body fees it pottelling themelves, and finding enjoyvas intirely in their own power to be eminent in both these characters. For has exprefied this very excellently in the
ment in their own minds. Mr. Dryden any part, I think there is no refletion characier of Zimri. more astonishing than to conlider one of thiele gentlemen fpending a fair fortune, Nor one, but all mankind's epitome.
A man so various, that he feemid to be running in every body's debt without
Susin opinion, always in the wrong, the lealt apprehension of a future reck. Was everything by farti, and nothing lozi
But in the course of one revolving moon, think it had been happier for his son to Was chymist, fidler, statesman, and buffoon. have been born of any other man living Then all for women, painting, rhiming, than himself.
drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in but it is certainly a very important les
It is not perhaps much thought of, thinking.
fon, to learn how to enjoy ordinary life, Blest madman, who could every hour employ
and to be able to relish your being withIn something new to with or to enjoy! In fquand'ring wealth was his peculiar art,
out the transport of some passion, or Nothing went unrewarded but desert. gratification of some appetite. For
want of this capacity, the world is filled This loose state of the soul hurries with whetters, tipplers, cutters, fippers, the extravagant from one pursuit to an and all the numerous train of those who, other; and the reason that his expences for want of thinking, are forced to be are greater than another's, is, that his ever exercising their feeling or tasting. wants are also more numerous. But It would be hard on this occasion to what makes so many go on in this way
mention the harmless smoakers of toto their lives end, is, that they certain bacco and takers of snuff. ly do not know how contemptible they The flower part of mankind, whom are in the eyes of the rest of mankind, my correspondent wonders should get or rather, that indeed they are not so estates, are the more immediately formed contemptible as they deserve. Tully for that purtuit: they can expect distant fays, it is the greatest of wickedness to things without impatience, because they lessen your paternal estate. And if a are not carried out of their way either man would thoroughly consider how by violent passion or keen appetite to any much worse than banishment it must be thing. To men addicted to delights, to bis chilib, to ride by the estate which business is an interruption; to such as thould have been his, had it not been for are cold to delights business is an enterhis father's injustice to him, he would tainment. For which reason it was laid be smitten with the reflection more to one who commended a dull man for deeply than can be understood by any his application-No thanks to 'him; but one whio is a father. Sure there • if he had no business, he would have can be nothing more afflicting, than to nothing to do.'
No CCXXIII. THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 15.
O SUAVIS ANIMA! QUALEM TE DICAM BONAM,
PHÆDR. Fab. I. LIB. 3• VER. S.
REMAINS ARE SO DELICIOUS!
"HEN I reflect upon the various They give us a taste of her way of
fate of those inultitudes of writing, which is perfectly conformable cient writers who flourished in Greece with that extraordinary character we and Italy, I consider time as an immense find of her, in the remarks of thoie ocean in which iany noble authors are great critics who were conversant with intirely swallowed up, many very much her works when they were intire. One Shattered and damaged, fome quite dif may see by what is left of them, that she jointed and broken into pieces, while followed nature in all her thoughts, Tome have wholly escaped the common without descending to those little points, wreck; but the number of the last is conceits, and turns of wit, with which
many of our modern lyrics are so mi. Apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto.
serably infected. Her soul seems to VIRG. ÆN.!. VER. 112.
have been made up of love and poetry: One here and there floats on the vast abyss.
the felt the passion in all it's warmth,
and described it in all it's symptoms. Among the mutilated poets of anti She is called by ancient authors the tenth quity, there is none whose fragments muse; and by Plutarch is compared to are so beautiful as those of Sappho. Cacus the son of Vulcan, who breathed
AN HYMN TO VENUS.
But nothing but fame. I do not know withstanding it has all the ease and spirit by the character that is given of her of an original. In a word, if the ladies works, whether it is not for the benefit have a mind to know the inanner of of mankind that they are lott. They writing practised by the so much celewere filled with such bewitching ten brated Sappho, they may here fee it in derness and rapture, that it might have it's genuine and natural beauty, with. been dangerous to have given them a out any foreign or affected ornaments, reading
An inconstant lover, called Phaon, occationed great calamities to this poetical lady. She fell desperately in love with him, and took a voyage into Sicily, in pursuit of him, he having withdrawn O Venus, beauty of the skies,
To whom a thousand temples rise, himself thither on purpose to avoid her, Gaily false in gentle smiles, It was in that island, and on this occa Full of love-perplexing wiles ; fion, she is supposed to have made the
O goddess! from my heart remove hymn to Venus, with a translation of The wasting cares and pains of love. which I shall present my reader. Her hymn was ineffectual for the procuring that happinels which he prayed for in If ever thou hast kindly heard
A fong in soft diftreis preferr'd, it. Phaon was still obdurate, and
Propitious to my tuneful vow, Sappho so transported with the violence
O gentie goddeis! hear me now. of her passion, that he was refolved to
Deicend, thou bright, immortal gucity get rid of it at any price.
In all thy radiant charms conteft. There was a promontory in Acarnania called Leucate, on the top of which was a little temple dedicated to
Thou once jidit leave almighty Jove, Apollo. In this temple it was usual And all the golden roofs above:
The car thy wanton (parrows drew, for despairing lovers to make their vows in fecret, and afterwards to fling them. Hov’ring in air they lightly flew; felves from the top of the precipice into I saw their quiv'rir.g pinions play.
As to my bow's they wingid their way, the sea, where they were sometimes taken up alive. This place was therefore called The Lover's Leap; and The birds dismissd (while you remain) whether or no the fright they had been Bore back their empty car again : in, or the resolution that could push Then you, with looks divinely mild, them to fo dreadful a remedy, or the In ev'ry heay nly feature smild,
And alk'd what new complaints I m.de, bruises which they often received in their fall, banilhed all the tender sentiments
And why I call'd you to my aid ? of love, and gave their spirits another turn; those who had taken this leap What frenzy in my bosom rag'd, were observed never to relapse into that And by what cure to be alliag'd? paflion. Sappho tried the cure, but What gentle youth I would allure, perished in the experiment.
Whom in my artful toils secure ? After having given this short account
" Who does i ny tender heart fubdu”, of Sappho, so far as it regards the fol
• Teil me, my Sappho, tell me, who? lowing ode, I Mall subjoin the translation of it as it was sent me by a friend, « Tho' now he shuns thy longing arms, whose admirable Pastorals and Winter • He soon shall court thy flighted charıms; piece have been already to well received. • Tho' now thy ott rings he defpise, The reader will find in it that pathetic
• He soon to thee shall facritice; fimplicity which is to peculiar to hiin,
( Tho' now he freeze, he foon thall burn, and to suitable to the ode he has here
• And be thy victim in his turn.' translated. This ode in the Greek, besides those ties observed by Ma Celenial visitant, once more dain Dacier, has several harmonious "I hy needful presence I implere! turns in the words, which are not lost
In pity come and ease my grief, in the English. I must farther add, B:ing my distemper'd soul relief; that the translation has preserved every Favour thy suppliant's hidden fires, image and sentiment of Sappho, not. And give me all my heart desires.