305:261,000[' ]| 305:261,000[' ]| 305:261,000[' ]| 305:261,001[A ]| Survey the World over, from Cales 305:261,002[A ]| Westward to$4$ Ganges in$4$ the East, you will$1$ 305:261,003[A ]| find few able to$9$ distinguish without prejudice 305:261,004[A ]| between Good and Evil; for$3$ what do we fear or 305:261,005[A ]| hope for$4$ by$4$ the Rule of Reason? What do you 305:261,006[A ]| attempt upon$4$ ever such a Prospect of Success, 305:261,007[A ]| that$3$ you do not repent of when accomplished, 305:261,008[A ]| when your Desires are fully answered? The 305:261,009[A ]| kind Gods have ruined whole Families at their 305:261,010[A ]| own request. In$4$ Peace, in$4$ War, we pray for$4$ 305:261,011[A ]| what will$1$ destroy us. An abundant Fluency of 305:261,012[A ]| Speech has ruined many, and the Orator has 305:261,013[A ]| been undone by$4$ his own Eloquence. Milo relying 305:261,014[A ]| upon$4$ his own Strength and his wonderful 305:261,015[A ]| Limbs, perished. But Money scraped together 305:261,016[A ]| with too much Care has destroyed more; Heaps 305:261,017[A ]| of Wealth, that$6#1$ as much exceed a common Fortune, 305:261,018[A ]| as the Bulk of a British Whale compared 305:261,019[A ]| to$4$ a Dolphin. For$3$ this it was in$4$ these sad 305:263,001[A ]| times a Troop of cut-throat Guards, by$4$ the 305:263,002[A ]| command of Nero, beset Longinus, and the 305:263,003[A ]| Great Gardens of the rich Seneca, and surrounded 305:263,004[A ]| the stately Buildings of the Lateran Family; 305:263,005[A ]| the Soldier seldom looks for$4$ Plunder in$4$ 305:263,006[A ]| the Garrets of the Poor. Do but set out by$4$ night 305:263,007[A ]| with a paltry Charge of a little Silver-Plate, you 305:263,008[A ]| are afraid of the Dagger or the Bludgeon, you 305:263,009[A ]| shake at the Shadow of a Reed trembling by$4$ 305:263,010[A ]| Moon-shine; while the Traveller that$6#1$ has nothing 305:263,011[A ]| to$9$ lose, sings in$4$ the Robber's face. 305:263,012[A ]| Our first Prayers commonly, and what all 305:263,013[A ]| our Temples ring with, are that$3$ our Wealth, 305:263,014[A ]| our Fortune may improve; that$3$ our Money-Chests 305:263,015[A ]| may be the largest in$4$ all the Forum; but 305:263,016[A ]| remember that$3$ Poison is never drunk out of earthen 305:263,017[A ]| Ware; then suspect the Draught when the 305:263,018[A ]| Cup is set with Jewels, and your Setine Wine 305:263,019[A ]| sparkles in$4$ the large Golden bowl. 305:263,020[A ]| What think you now of the two Sages, 305:263,021[A ]| one bursting into a Laugh, as soon as he moved 305:263,022[A ]| one Foot over the Threshold; the other, on$4$ the 305:263,023[A ]| contrary, dissolved in$4$ Tears? But it is an easy 305:263,024[A ]| matter for$4$ a Man to$9$ sneer and grin; the wonder 305:263,025[A ]| is, where the other could find continual 305:263,026[A ]| Moisture for$4$ his Eyes. Democritus was always 305:263,027[A ]| shaking his sides with laughing, though in$4$ those 305:265,001[A ]| Countries they had no$2$ such Pageantry as Senatorial 305:265,002[A ]| Gowns, Robes of State, Rods, Litters, or 305:265,003[A ]| Ivory-Chairs. What, had he beheld the Praetor 305:265,004[A ]| mounted in$4$ his lofty Chariot, conspicuous 305:265,005[A ]| in$4$ the middle of the dusty Circus, strutting in$4$ 305:265,006[A ]| Jove's triumphal Coat, labouring under the Tyrian 305:265,007[A ]| Tapestry of his embroidered Gown, and 305:265,008[A ]| sinking with the weight of so$5#1$ wide a Circumference 305:265,009[A ]| of a Crown, that$6#1$ no$2$ one Neck was able 305:265,010[A ]| to$9$ support. A Slave therefore sweating bears 305:265,011[A ]| it up$5$; and to$9$ mortify the mighty Consul, this 305:265,012[A ]| Slave is carried in$4$ the same Chariot with him: 305:265,013[A ]| Not to$9$ forget the Eagle held in$4$ his Hand upon$4$ 305:265,014[A ]| an Ivory Staff, the Trumpeters sounding about 305:265,015[A ]| him, a long Troop of his Dependants before 305:265,016[A ]| him, and the Citizens in$4$ their white Robes 305:265,017[A ]| walking by$4$ the Horses' sides, Friends that$6#1$ wait 305:265,018[A ]| upon$4$ him only for$4$ his Charity, that$6#1$ lies deep-buried 305:265,019[A ]| in$4$ the bottom of his Chest. This Man, 305:265,020[A ]| in$4$ his time, found Subjects of his mirth in$4$ every 305:265,021[A ]| Company he met; and his distinguished Prudence 305:265,022[A ]| fully shows, that$3$ the greatest Geniuses, 305:265,023[A ]| who$6#1$ are capable of setting us most excellent 305:265,024[A ]| Examples, may be born among the dull Thracians, 305:265,025[A ]| and in$4$ the thickest Air. He laughed at 305:265,026[A ]| the Cares, and even at the imaginary Happiness 305:265,027[A ]| of the Vulgar, and would sometimes make merry 305:265,028[A ]| with their Tears. To$4$ Fortune who$6#1$ threatened 305:265,029[A ]| him, he presented a Halter, and held out 305:265,030[A ]| the middle Finger at her in$4$ contempt. Our 305:265,031[A ]| Vows therefore which$6#1$ we so$5#1$ eagerly fasten upon$4$ 305:265,032[A ]| the Knees of the Gods, are Prayers for$4$ 305:267,001[A ]| what will$1$ be of no$2$ use, or perhaps prove fatal 305:267,002[A ]| to$4$ us. 305:267,003[A ]| Power liable to$4$ a Load of Envy hurries others 305:267,004[A ]| into ruin; a long and extraordinary Catalogue 305:267,005[A ]| of Titles overwhelms him; down come 305:267,006[A ]| his Statues dragged about the Streets at a Rope's 305:267,007[A ]| end. The Strokes of the Axe beat to$4$ pieces the very 305:267,008[A ]| Wheels of his triumphal Chariot, and the poor 305:267,009[A ]| Horses have their Legs undeservedly broken in$4$ 305:267,010[A ]| revenge to$4$ their Master: Hark, the Fires snap, 305:267,011[A ]| that$6#2$ head, once the Idol of the People, is now 305:267,012[A ]| dissolving in$4$ the Melting-Pot heated by$4$ the Bellows; 305:267,013[A ]| the great Sejanus crackles in$4$ the Flames, 305:267,014[A ]| and of that$6#2$ Face, the second in$4$ the Roman 305:267,015[A ]| World, are made Water-Pots, Basins, Frying-Pans, 305:267,016[A ]| and Platters. Crown your Doors with 305:267,017[A ]| Laurel, lead a large milk-white Bull to$4$ the Capitol; 305:267,018[A ]| Sejanus the Prime Minister is dragged 305:267,019[A ]| with a Hook, as a Spectacle to$4$ the City; the 305:267,020[A ]| People triumph at his Fall. 305:267,020@x | What Blubber-Lips 305:267,021@x | are there? What a hanging Look? Believe me, 305:267,022@x | I could never endure the Fellow. But what Crime 305:267,023@x | was he to$9$ be charged with? who$6#2$ was the Informer? 305:267,024@x | What Discoveries, what Evidence was there against 305:267,025@x | him? Nothing of all this, only a long 305:267,026@x | and solemn Letter from Capreae. Enough, 305:269,001@x | I ask no$2$ more, but what did the People? 305:269,001[A ]| As they 305:269,002[A ]| always do, follow Fortune, and hate the Unhappy. 305:269,003[A ]| Had Nurscia the Goddess of his 305:269,004[A ]| Country favoured this Thuscan Statesman with 305:269,005[A ]| Success; had he supplanted the secure old Tyrant, 305:269,006[A ]| this very People, at that$6#2$ instant, had proclaimed 305:269,007[A ]| Sejanus Emperor. Long since, when 305:269,008[A ]| we no$2$ more sold our Suffrages, we have lived 305:269,009[A ]| void of public Care; we who$6#1$ once bestowed 305:269,010[A ]| Empires, Honours, Legions, all things, now 305:269,011[A ]| look no$2$ farther, are anxious only for$4$ two 305:269,012[A ]| weighty Matters, for$4$ Bread and the Circensian 305:269,013[A ]| Games. 305:269,013@x | I hear many more will$1$ suffer for$4$ the 305:269,014@x | Plot. No$2$ doubt of it, that$6#2$ Furnace is made for$4$ 305:269,015@x | More than one. My Friend Brutidius met me 305:269,016@x | at Mars's Altar, and looked very pale; how I 305:269,017@x | fear lest Caesar should exact severe Revenge like$4$ 305:269,018@x | Ajax, as if we left him unsupported; let us 305:269,019@x | therefore hurry away in$4$ time, and trample upon$4$ 305:269,020@x | Caesar's Enemy as he lies upon$4$ the Bank; be 305:269,021@x | sure our Slaves see us, lest any of them should deny 305:269,022@x | it, and drag us trembling by$4$ the Neck to$4$ the 305:269,023@x | Bar, and try us for$4$ our Lives. 305:269,023[A ]| Such then was the 305:269,024[A ]| common Talk, such the private Whispers about 305:269,025[A ]| Sejanus. Would you now receive the Honours 305:269,026[A ]| of a Prime Minister? Possess his Wealth? 305:269,027[A ]| Make this Man Consul, another General? Be 305:269,028[A ]| called Guardian of the Prince, sitting in$4$ his 305:269,029[A ]| Room of State, devoted to$4$ secret Lust at Capreae, 305:269,030[A ]| with his Chaldean Fortune-Tellers about 305:269,031[A ]| Him? I know you would wish to$9$ be an Officer, 305:269,032[A ]| to$9$ have a Company, to$9$ command a Troop of 305:271,001[A ]| Horse, or be Captain of the Praetorian Guard; 305:271,002[A ]| for$4$ why? Every Man desires the power that$6#1$ 305:271,003[A ]| would avoid the opportunity to$9$ kill. But what 305:271,004[A ]| Titles, what good fortune is of that$6#2$ value, 305:271,005[A ]| when an equal Share of Unhappiness is tempered 305:271,006[A ]| with the highest Prosperity? Would you 305:271,007[A ]| rather wear the Robe of this Sejanus, dragged 305:271,008[A ]| about the Streets, or enjoy a small Post at Gabii 305:271,009[A ]| or Fidenae, or be an Aedile in$4$ a patched Coat 305:271,010[A ]| at poor Ulubrae, to$9$ sit upon$4$ false Weights and 305:271,011[A ]| Measures? You see then, Sejanus knew not 305:271,012[A ]| what he should have wished for$4$; he who$6#1$ desired 305:271,013[A ]| too many Honours, who$6#1$ prayed for$4$ too 305:271,014[A ]| much Wealth, raised only more Storeys in$4$ his 305:271,015[A ]| Tower of State, from whence his Fall was the 305:271,016[A ]| higher , and the Precipice that$6#1$ dashed him to$4$ 305:271,017[A ]| pieces the more dreadful. 305:271,018[A ]| What overthrew the Crassi, what the 305:271,019[A ]| Pompeys, and Julius Caesar himself, who$6#1$ bent 305:271,020[A ]| the stubborn Romans to$4$ his Will$0$, but supreme 305:271,021[A ]| Power by$4$ wicked Arts obtained, and Prayers 305:271,022[A ]| heard by$4$ some malignant God? Few Kings and 305:271,023[A ]| Tyrants to$4$ the Shades descend by$4$ a dry Death, 305:271,024[A ]| or without Wounds and Blood. 305:271,025[A ]| The Boy that$6#1$ goes to$4$ School, that$6#1$ scarce 305:271,026[A ]| can show three farthings worth of Learning, attended 305:271,027[A ]| by$4$ a Slave to$9$ carry his little Satchel after 305:271,028[A ]| him, yet soon begins to$9$ wish, and on$4$ Minerva's 305:273,001[A ]| five days Festival, invokes the Goddess that$3$ he 305:273,002[A ]| may obtain the Eloquence and Fame of Tully 305:273,003[A ]| and Demosthenes; yet both these Orators perished 305:273,004[A ]| by$4$ their Eloquence, a rapid and overflowing 305:273,005[A ]| Torrent of wit was fatal to$4$ both. Wit struck off 305:273,006[A ]| Tully's Hand and Head. You never heard of a 305:273,007[A ]| mean paltry Reader sprinkling the Rostrum with 305:273,008[A ]| his Blood: O Rome, deemed lost, redeemed by$4$ me 305:273,009[A ]| thy Consul! Had all his Writings been in$4$ this 305:273,010[A ]| poor Strain, he might have scorned the Sword 305:273,011[A ]| of Anthony. I had rather write a Poem to$9$ be 305:273,012[A ]| laughed at, than be thy Author, O Divine Philippic, 305:273,013[A ]| the second of the Name, forever praised. 305:273,014[A ]| A cruel Death took off Demosthenes, whom 305:273,015[A ]| Athens once admired, bearing all before him 305:273,016[A ]| like$4$ a Torrent, and leading the full Assembly 305:273,017[A ]| as he pleased. This Man begot with the Gods 305:273,018[A ]| against him, in$4$ an evil Hour, his Father a 305:273,019[A ]| blear-eyed Smith sent to$4$ the fatal School of Rhetoric, 305:273,020[A ]| removed from the reeking Heat of 305:273,021[A ]| glowing Iron, from Coals, and Tongs, and Anvils, 305:273,022[A ]| (where Swords are tempered) and all the 305:273,023[A ]| sooty Trade of Vulcan's Shop. 305:273,024[A ]| The Spoils of War, a Coat of Mail fixed 305:273,025[A ]| as a Trophy on$4$ a ragged Stump, a chap-fallen 305:273,026[A ]| Beaver, hanging from the broken Helmet, a 305:275,001[A ]| Chariot without a Beam, the Flag of a Galley 305:275,002[A ]| taken, a melancholy Captive sitting on$4$ the 305:275,003[A ]| Summit of the Triumphal Arch; these are accounted 305:275,004[A ]| Blessings more than Human; for$4$ these 305:275,005[A ]| the Roman, the Greek, the Barbarian Captain 305:275,006[A ]| exerts all his Courage; these are the Spurs to$4$ 305:275,007[A ]| Labour and to$4$ Danger. So$5#1$ much the Love of 305:275,008[A ]| Fame inspires before the Esteem of Virtue; for$4$ 305:275,009[A ]| Virtue who$6#1$ would wed, with all her Charms, 305:275,010[A ]| without a Dowry? Yet Time has been, when 305:275,011[A ]| the Ambition of a few, the Desire of Titles fixed 305:275,012[A ]| upon$4$ their Tombs, the Keepers of their 305:275,013[A ]| Ashes, have brought ruin and destruction to$4$ 305:275,014[A ]| their Country; Monuments through which$6#1$ the 305:275,015[A ]| barren Fig-Tree strikes her piercing Roots, and 305:275,016[A ]| tumbles to$4$ the ground: for$3$ Sepulchres themselves 305:275,017[A ]| must yield to$4$ Fate. 305:275,018[A ]| Place Hannibal in$4$ the Scale, how many 305:275,019[A ]| Pounds will$1$ you find of that$6#2$ great General? 305:275,020[A ]| Yet this is he whom Africa washed by$4$ the Atlantic 305:275,021[A ]| Ocean to$4$ the West, and stretching Eastward 305:275,022[A ]| to$4$ the heated Waters of the Nile, could not contain. 305:275,023[A ]| Not content with his Aethiopian Subjects 305:275,024[A ]| and Lybian Elephants, all Spain is added to$4$ his 305:275,025[A ]| Empire; he passed the Pyrenees; Nature offered 305:275,026[A ]| to$9$ stop him by$4$ the rugged Alps covered with 305:275,027[A ]| Snow; he opened Rocks and crumbled Mountains 305:275,028[A ]| to$4$ pieces by$4$ the force of Vinegar. He is 305:275,029[A ]| now come into Italy, and resolves to$9$ pursue his 305:275,030[A ]| March. 305:275,030@x | We have done nothing, 305:275,030[A ]| says he, 305:275,030@x | unless 305:275,031@x | we break the Gates with Punic Troops, and fix 305:277,001@x | our Standards in$4$ the middle of Suburra the chief 305:277,002@x | Street of Rome. 305:277,002[A ]| O what a Face was there, how worthy 305:277,003[A ]| to$9$ be painted, mounted as the one-eyed General 305:277,004[A ]| rode on$4$ his Gaetulian Elephant! But what 305:277,005[A ]| was his end? O Glory! This great Hannibal is 305:277,006[A ]| at last subdued, flies headlong into Exile, there 305:277,007[A ]| as a mighty Spectacle of Wonder, waits at the 305:277,008[A ]| Court of the Bithynian King, until the haughty 305:277,009[A ]| Monarch pleased to$9$ wake. This Man that$6#1$ used 305:277,010[A ]| to$9$ set the World on$4$ fire, was not destroyed by$4$ 305:277,011[A ]| Swords, or Stones, or Darts, but that$6#2$ Avenger 305:277,012[A ]| of the Field at Cannae, which$6#1$ satisfied for$4$ so$5#1$ 305:277,013[A ]| much Blood, a little Ring concealed the Poison. 305:277,014[A ]| Go, Madman as thou art, scour over the rugged 305:277,015[A ]| Alps to$9$ please the Boys, and be a Theme at 305:277,016[A ]| School! 305:277,017[A ]| One World did not suffice the warlike 305:277,018[A ]| Youth of Pella; he chafes unhappy, cooped 305:277,019[A ]| in$4$ the narrow Compass of the Globe, as if shut 305:277,020[A ]| up$5$ within the Rocks of Gyaras, or small Seriphus: 305:277,021[A ]| but when he made his Entry into Babylon, 305:277,022[A ]| fortified with Towers of Brick, he had 305:277,023[A ]| room enough within the strait Dimensions of a 305:277,024[A ]| Tomb. How small a space our puny Bodies 305:277,025[A ]| fill, only Death shows. 305:277,026[A ]| It is believed, that$3$ formerly Mount*Athos 305:277,027[A ]| was sailed around, with other Tales like$4$ what 305:277,028[A ]| the lying Greeks record in$4$ Story, as that$3$ the Sea 305:277,029[A ]| was covered with those very Ships, and as a 305:277,030[A ]| Pavement passed over by$4$ Chariot-Wheels; we 305:277,031[A ]| believe that$3$ deep Rivers failed, and their Waters 305:279,001[A ]| were drunk up$5$ by$4$ Xerxes's Army at a Meal, 305:279,002[A ]| and everything that$6#1$ Sostratus (his Fancy moistned 305:279,003[A ]| and inspired with wine) relates. But how 305:279,004[A ]| did the Persian Monarch look flying from Salamis? 305:279,005[A ]| That$6#2$ proud Barbarian who$6#1$ used to$9$ scourge 305:279,006[A ]| the Winds North, East, and West, that$6#1$ never 305:279,007[A ]| bore so$5#1$ great Indignity in$4$ their Aeolian Prison? 305:279,008[A ]| He that$6#1$ bound Neptune Shaker of the Earth in$4$ 305:279,009[A ]| Fetters? It was gently done, he might with the 305:279,010[A ]| same ease have branded him for$4$ his Slave, no$2$ 305:279,011[A ]| God would murmur to$9$ obey so$5#1$ mild a Prince! 305:279,012[A ]| But how returned he? Truly in$4$ one small Cock-boat 305:279,013[A ]| through the bloody Waves, that$6#1$ hardly made 305:279,014[A ]| its way over Heaps of slain. Glory so$5#1$ often wished 305:279,015[A ]| for$5$, thus takes vengeance on$4$ the Ambitious. 305:279,016[A ]| Give Length of Life, Great Jove, give 305:279,017[A ]| many Years: This you desire; for$4$ this alone 305:279,018[A ]| you pray, with Eyes to$4$ Heaven, trembling 305:279,019[A ]| for$4$ fear of Death. But what great and continued 305:279,020[A ]| Evils attend upon$4$ a long Old Age? See 305:279,021[A ]| the Face ill-favoured and frightful to$9$ look upon$4$, 305:279,022[A ]| unlike to$4$ what it was; instead of a Skin, 305:279,023[A ]| a nasty Hide; a flabby pair of Cheeks, the 305:279,024[A ]| Wrinkles of an old Grandam Ape (bred in$4$ the 305:279,025[A ]| shady Woods of Tabracha) that$6#1$ mumps and 305:279,026[A ]| scrubs her leathern Face. The Complexion of 305:279,027[A ]| Youth is different, this is fairer than that$6#2$, he than 305:279,028[A ]| another, a third has the advantage in$4$ strength; 305:281,001[A ]| but the Appearance of old Men is always the 305:281,002[A ]| same; the Limbs trembling with the Voice, a 305:281,003[A ]| bald Pate, a running Nose like$4$ a Child, the 305:281,004[A ]| poor Wretch forced to$9$ mumble his Crust with 305:281,005[A ]| his toothless Gums; and so$5#1$ grievous is he to$4$ 305:281,006[A ]| his Wife, his Children, and to$4$ himself, that$3$ 305:281,007[A ]| Cossus, with all his fawning Patience, could not 305:281,008[A ]| endure him. His Pleasure of eating and drinking 305:281,009[A ]| is quite changed, his Taste gone, the Rites 305:281,010[A ]| of Love long since forgot; or, if he makes a 305:281,011[A ]| faint Attempt, his little Power, with his broken 305:281,012[A ]| Belly, flags; and flag it will$1$, though all 305:281,013[A ]| the night he tries to$9$ raise the Spirit. For$3$ what 305:281,014[A ]| are the hopes of grey Hairs and Impotence? Is 305:281,015[A ]| not that$6#2$ Warmth deservedly suspected, that$6#1$ Venus 305:281,016[A ]| courts without the Strength to$9$ please her? 305:281,017[A ]| Look now into the loss of another of his 305:281,018[A ]| Senses. What pleasure has he in$4$ the Voice of 305:281,019[A ]| the best Musician, or if Seleucus sings, or those 305:281,020[A ]| that$6#1$ used to$9$ shine upon$4$ the Stage in$4$ an embroidered 305:281,021[A ]| Coat? What signifies it in$4$ what part of the 305:281,022[A ]| large Theatre he sits, who$6#1$ can scarce hear the 305:281,023[A ]| Cornets or the Sound of Trumpets? His Boy 305:281,024[A ]| must bawl with all his force to$9$ reach his Ear, 305:281,025[A ]| when he wants to$9$ tell him who$6#1$ called to$9$ see him, 305:281,026[A ]| or what is the time of day. Besides, the small 305:281,027[A ]| Current of his Blood in$4$ his cold Body can be 305:281,028[A ]| heated by$4$ a Fever only. A whole Troop of all 305:281,029[A ]| kind of Diseases pour in$5$ upon$4$ him; if you would 305:281,030[A ]| know their Names, I could as soon reckon how 305:281,031[A ]| many Adulterers Hippia entertained, how many 305:281,032[A ]| Patients Doctor Themison killed in$4$ one Autumn; 305:281,033[A ]| how many Provinces were spoiled by$4$ 305:281,034[A ]| Basilius, how many Orphans Hirrus over-reached, 305:281,035[A ]| how many Men a day long-sided Maura 305:283,001[A ]| could dispense with, or the Boys the Pedagogue 305:283,002[A ]| Humillus could defile; I could sooner count the 305:283,003[A ]| Country-Houses now possessed by$4$ Cinnamus, 305:283,004[A ]| My Barber once, whose nimble Scissors snipped 305:283,005[A ]| my youthful Beard. 305:283,006[A ]| One is lame in$4$ his Shoulder, another in$4$ his 305:283,007[A ]| Loins, this in$4$ his Hip, the other has lost both 305:283,008[A ]| His Eyes, and envies the Man that$6#1$ has one left; 305:283,009[A ]| The pale Lips of a Fifth receive Meat from another's 305:283,010[A ]| Hand. At the sight of a Supper, he 305:283,011[A ]| Opens his Jaws, he makes a shift to$9$ gape like$4$ a 305:283,012[A ]| young Swallow, when the hungry Dam flies to$9$ 305:283,013[A ]| feed her with a full Mouth. But a greater Unhappiness 305:283,014[A ]| than the loss of Limbs, is, that$3$ he 305:283,015[A ]| does not know so$5#1$ much as the Names of his own 305:283,016[A ]| Servants, nor the Face of a Friend with whom 305:283,017[A ]| He supped the Night before; he forgets his Children 305:283,018[A ]| whom he got and brought up$5$; he excludes 305:283,019[A ]| them by$4$ a cruel Codicil from inheriting his Estate, 305:283,020[A ]| that$3$ his whole Fortune may pass to$4$ his 305:283,021[A ]| Whore Phiale; so$5#1$ insinuating is the Breath of a 305:283,022[A ]| cunning Strumpet, that$6#1$ many Years plied at a 305:283,023[A ]| common Bawdy-House. But allow him to$9$ retain 305:283,024[A ]| the use of his Senses, he lives to$9$ attend the Funerals 305:283,025[A ]| of his Children, to$9$ see the Pile of his beloved 305:283,026[A ]| Wife, and the Urn filled with the Ashes 305:283,027[A ]| of his Brother and sisters; these are the Torments 305:283,028[A ]| that$6#1$ pursue those that$6#1$ live long, a Scene 305:283,029[A ]| of Death in$4$ their Family continually renewing, 305:283,030[A ]| much sorrow, constant Trouble, always in$4$ 305:283,031[A ]| Mourning. Nestor the King of Pylus, (if we 305:285,001[A ]| believe what the great Homer sings) was, next 305:285,002[A ]| to$4$ the Raven's Age, an Example of the longest 305:285,003[A ]| Life; happy, no$2$ doubt, that$6#1$ could ward against 305:285,004[A ]| the Stroke of Death for$4$ so$5#1$ many Centuries, 305:285,005[A ]| that$6#1$ counted the Number of his Years upon$4$ 305:285,006[A ]| his Right-hand, and guzzled new Wine for$4$ 305:285,007[A ]| three hundred Seasons. But pray, hear a little, 305:285,008[A ]| what Complaints he made against the Laws of 305:285,009[A ]| Fate, and his Thread of Life too long extended, 305:285,010[A ]| when he saw his Son Antilochus in$4$ the 305:285,011[A ]| Prime of Youth burning upon$4$ the Pile. He 305:285,012[A ]| demands of every Friend about him, why he 305:285,013[A ]| lived to$9$ see that$6#2$ Day, what Crime condemned 305:285,014[A ]| him to$4$ so$5#1$ great an Age? Peleus made the same 305:285,015[A ]| Complaint, lamenting the loss of his Son Achilles; 305:285,016[A ]| and Laertes likewise, grieving for$4$ Ulysses 305:285,017[A ]| tossed upon$4$ the Sea. Had Troy stood, Priam 305:285,018[A ]| had visited the Shade of Assaracus his Ancestor 305:285,019[A ]| with great Solemnity, carried upon$4$ the Shoulders 305:285,020[A ]| of Hector and the other Brothers, amidst 305:285,021[A ]| the Tears of the Trojan Ladies, his Daughters 305:285,022[A ]| Cassandra, and Polyxena with her Clothes rent, 305:285,023[A ]| beginning the Funeral Lamentation; had he 305:285,024[A ]| died at any time before Paris fitted out an insolent 305:285,025[A ]| Fleet for$4$ the Rape of Helen. What advantage 305:285,026[A ]| had he by$4$ his long Life? He saw his 305:285,027[A ]| whole Empire overthrown, and Asia ravaged by$4$ 305:285,028[A ]| Fire and Sword. Then the old Soldier trembling 305:285,029[A ]| with Years, took Arms, laying his Diadem 305:285,030[A ]| aside; he rushed before the Altar of great 305:285,031[A ]| Jupiter, as an Ox worn out that$6#1$ offers his lean 305:285,032[A ]| miserable Neck to$4$ the Master's Knife, his past 305:285,033[A ]| Service to$4$ the Plough ungratefully forgotten. 305:285,034[A ]| This Prince however died a Man, but his Wife 305:285,035[A ]| who$6#1$ outlived him, barked with her fierce Jaws, 305:285,036[A ]| and died a Bitch. 305:287,001[A ]| I hasten to$4$ Examples at home, and pass 305:287,002[A ]| by$4$ Mithridates the Pontic King, and Croesus 305:287,003[A ]| commanded by$4$ the Eloquence of the wise Solon, 305:287,004[A ]| not to$9$ applaud his Fortune, till he arrived at the 305:287,005[A ]| last Stage of Life. The Exile, the Imprisonment 305:287,006[A ]| of Marius, the Marshes of Minturnae, 305:287,007[A ]| and the begging of his Bread about the Streets of 305:287,008[A ]| conquered Carthage, all this was owing to$4$ a length 305:287,009[A ]| of Life; What had Nature through the World 305:287,010[A ]| produced more happy? Whom had Rome seen 305:287,011[A ]| more fortunate than that$6#2$ great Citizen, had he 305:287,012[A ]| breathed out his mighty Soul in$4$ all the Pomp 305:287,013[A ]| of War, amidst the Troops of Captives led before 305:287,014[A ]| him, when he descended from his Teutonic 305:287,015[A ]| Chariot in$4$ Triumph over the Cimbri? Pompey 305:287,016[A ]| by$4$ Providence had a Fever in$4$ Campania; happy 305:287,017[A ]| had he then died: but the Prayers of many 305:287,018[A ]| Cities, and the public Vows prevailed; yet 305:287,019[A ]| conquered, his own fortune, and the Fate of 305:287,020[A ]| Rome took off his Head, unhappily preserved. 305:287,021[A ]| A cruel Death, a Punishment unfelt by$4$ Lentulus; 305:287,022[A ]| Cethegus died undiminished, and Catiline 305:287,023[A ]| (all Traytors to$4$ their Country) fell with his Body 305:287,024[A ]| whole. 305:287,025[A ]| The anxious Mother, at the Shrine of Venus, 305:287,026[A ]| prays softly for$4$ the Boys a moderate share 305:287,027[A ]| of Beauty, but for$4$ the Girls she begs aloud a 305:287,028[A ]| Form complete even to$4$ the greatest Nicety. 305:287,029@x | Why, 305:287,029[A ]| she says, 305:287,029@x | do you blame me? Was not Latona 305:287,030@x | glad to$9$ see Diana fair? 305:287,030[A ]| But the Fate of 305:289,001[A ]| Lucretia is no$2$ Encouragement to$9$ wish for$4$ a 305:289,002[A ]| Face like$4$ hers. Virginia would have been 305:289,003[A ]| glad to$9$ exchange her Shape for$4$ Rutila's Camel-Back. 305:289,004[A ]| A Son with a most accomplished Person, 305:289,005[A ]| makes his Parents unhappy, and keeps 305:289,006[A ]| them perpetually in$4$ fear; for$3$ Beauty and Modesty 305:289,007[A ]| seldom meet together, though the plain honest 305:289,008[A ]| Family had furnished him with the best 305:289,009[A ]| Morals, and brought him up$5$ after the Sabine 305:289,010[A ]| Education. Besides, let liberal Nature, with a 305:289,011[A ]| Kind Hand, bestow upon$4$ him a chaste Disposition, 305:289,012[A ]| and a Face glowing with a modest Blush, 305:289,013[A ]| (for$3$ what of greater value can Nature, superior to$4$ 305:289,014[A ]| all the Art and Care of Guardians, bestow upon$4$ a 305:289,015[A ]| Youth?) Yet still the Boy can not preserve the 305:289,016[A ]| Honour of his Sex; for$3$ the vile Prodigality of 305:289,017[A ]| those Corrupters of Virtue will$1$ dare to$9$ bribe 305:289,018[A ]| his very Parents; such is the Confidence that$6#1$ 305:289,019[A ]| comes armed with Gold. No$2$ Tyrant in$4$ his 305:289,020[A ]| cruel Palace ever gelt a Boy deformed; Nero 305:289,021[A ]| never defiled a noble Youth club-footed, Neck-swelled, 305:289,022[A ]| with Back and Belly prominent. Go 305:289,023[A ]| now, vain Mother, please yourself with the 305:289,024[A ]| Beauty of your son, still exposed to$4$ greater 305:289,025[A ]| Dangers. You will$1$ see him a public Stallion, 305:289,026[A ]| Dreading whatever Punishment the enraged Husband 305:289,027[A ]| Pleases to$9$ inflict. Nor shall he escape more 305:289,028[A ]| Happily than Mars, as never to$9$ be caught in$4$ 305:289,029[A ]| Vulcan's Net. A Husband's Rage sometimes 305:289,030[A ]| demands severer Vengeance than what the Letter 305:289,031[A ]| of the Law requires. Some of these Gallants 305:291,001[A ]| are stabbed with Poniards, some bleed with 305:291,002[A ]| cruel Strokes, and the live Mullet enters some 305:291,003[A ]| behind. But your sweet Endymion, forsooth, 305:291,004[A ]| will$1$ be engaged with a Lady for$4$ Love, for$4$ her 305:291,005[A ]| Beauty only; but when Servilia, though deformed, 305:291,006[A ]| loads him with golden Presents, he will$1$ do her 305:291,007[A ]| Drudgery, whom he hates; she will$1$ strip herself 305:291,008[A ]| of all her Jewels for$4$ him: for$3$ what will$1$ a 305:291,009[A ]| Woman prodigal as Hippia, or covetous as Catullam 305:291,010[A ]| what will$1$ she deny to$9$ gratify her Lust? 305:291,011[A ]| The closest of them all will$1$ open their Purse upon$4$ 305:291,012[A ]| this occasion. But, you will$1$ say, how can 305:291,013[A ]| Beauty hurt the Chaste? Pray what advantage 305:291,014[A ]| had Hippolitus by$4$ his inflexible Virtue? Of 305:291,015[A ]| what use was it to$4$ Bellerophon? Truly Phaedra 305:291,016[A ]| reddened as slighted by$4$ denial, nor was Sthenobaea 305:291,017[A ]| less on$4$ fire than she. Both worked themselves 305:291,018[A ]| to$4$ Rage: A Woman rises then to$4$ hot 305:291,019[A ]| Revenge, when Fear of Shame adds Spurs to$4$ 305:291,020[A ]| her Resentment. 305:291,021[A ]| Say, what advice would you think proper 305:291,022[A ]| for$4$ the unfortunate Silius, whom Messalina the 305:293,001[A ]| Wife of Caesar resolves to$9$ marry? This most 305:293,002[A ]| noble, most beautiful Youth of the first Quality 305:293,003[A ]| is hurried to$4$ Destruction by$4$ Messalina's Eyes; 305:293,004[A ]| she sits expecting in$4$ her Bridal-Veil Flame-coloured; 305:293,005[A ]| the Marriage-Bed of Tyrian Dye is 305:293,006[A ]| spread; the customary Portion of a thousand 305:293,007[A ]| Sestertia is ready; the Soothsayer with the Public 305:293,008[A ]| Notaries attend. Do you think she does 305:293,009[A ]| this privately, as a Secret entrusted with a few? 305:293,010[A ]| No$7$, she resolves to$9$ marry in$4$ due form of Law. 305:293,011[A ]| Advise what the Youth should do; unless you 305:293,012[A ]| comply, you are sure to$9$ die before Candle-light; 305:293,013[A ]| if you commit the Crime, you will$1$ gain 305:293,014[A ]| a few Hours till the News reach the City and 305:293,015[A ]| the People, and come to$4$ the Prince's Ears (for$3$ 305:293,016[A ]| he will$1$ be last acquainted with the Disgrace of 305:293,017[A ]| his Family) please the Lady then for$4$ so$5#1$ small a 305:293,018[A ]| time, if you think a few Days Life of such consequence; 305:293,019[A ]| but whatever Resolution you judge 305:293,020[A ]| safest, your fair and white Neck is sure to$9$ bleed 305:293,021[A ]| by$4$ the Sword of the Executioner. 305:293,022[A ]| Must Men therefore wish for$4$ nothing? If 305:293,023[A ]| you will$1$ be advised, leave it to$4$ the Gods to$9$ determine 305:293,024[A ]| what is suitable to$4$ us, and useful to$4$ our 305:293,025[A ]| Affairs: for$3$ the Deities, instead of what is pleasing, 305:293,026[A ]| will$1$ give what is most proper for$4$ us. 305:293,027[A ]| We Mortals are dearer to$4$ them than we are to$4$ 305:293,028[A ]| ourselves. We, led on$5$ by$4$ the Impulse of our 305:293,029[A ]| Minds, by$4$ blind and strong Desire, pray for$4$ a 305:295,001[A ]| Wife and Children; they only know how that$6#2$ 305:295,002[A ]| Wife and those Children will$1$ prove. But that$3$ 305:295,003[A ]| you may ask somewhat (and vow the choicest 305:295,004[A ]| Entrails to$4$ their Shrines, the sacred Puddings of 305:295,005[A ]| a whitish Hog) pray for$4$ a sound Mind in$4$ a 305:295,006[A ]| sound Body; beg for$4$ a great Soul, not terrified 305:295,007[A ]| by$4$ the fear of Death, that$6#1$ esteems the last 305:295,008[A ]| Stage of a long Life among the Gifts of Nature, 305:295,009[A ]| that$6#1$ is able to$9$ bear Misfortune, that$6#1$ knows not 305:295,010[A ]| how to$9$ be angry, that$6#1$ desires nothing, and 305:295,011[A ]| thinks the Troubles and cruel Labours of Hercules 305:295,012[A ]| more agreeable than the Lasciviousnes, 305:295,013[A ]| the Luxury, the Softness of Sardanapalus. I 305:295,014[A ]| show you what is in$4$ your own power to$9$ bestow 305:295,015[A ]| upon$4$ yourself. Be assured, that$3$ the only Path 305:295,016[A ]| to$4$ a Life of Peace is through a Course of Virtue. 305:295,017[A ]| O Fortune, did Men act right, thou 305:295,018[A ]| wouldst have no$2$ Divinity about thee; but we 305:295,019[A ]| make thee a Goddess, and place thee in$4$ the 305:295,020[A ]| Skies.