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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51900	The sixth volume of letters writ by a Turkish spy who lived five and forty years undiscover'd at Paris : giving an impartial account to the Divan at Constantinople of the most remarkable transactions of Europe, and discovering several intrigues and secrets of the Christian courts (especially of that of France) continued from the year 1659 to the year 1682 / written originally in Arabick, translated into Italian, and from thence into English by the translator of the first volume.	Marana, Giovanni Paolo, 1642-1693.; Bradshaw, William, fl. 1700.; Midgley, Robert, 1655?-1723.	1694 (1694)	Wing M565DA; ESTC R36909	159,714	389

secret Correspondence with the Family from which they Descend Assuredly the Ottoman Politicks are the most refined and secure of any in the World our Religion most Holy and our Morals most Sound Which Three are evident Signs That God has raised up this Sacred Empire to subdue all the Nations on Earth and bring 'em to the Faith of his Divine Vnity Paris 9th of the 11th Moon of the Year 1661. LETTER IX To Cara Hali Physician to the Grand Signior I Am now in my Chamber by a Glowing Fire wanting Nothing that can comfort a Reasonable Man Whilst I hear the Winds whistling the Snow driving upon my Windows and the hollow Voices of the Watch proclaiming a Night little less Cold than that lasting one they feel in the Artick Circle once a Year Yet I wish my self in a Plain or on the Top of some High Mountain where I might feel Nature in the most Rigid of all her Humours I love Variety and 't is a Pain to be confined to Pleasure it self when 't is all of one Kind or what I 'm us'd to 'T is to thee my Dear Hali I owe this Thought when you told me once as we were walking together in the Cemetery of Sultan Solyman's Mosque That Man is made for all Things I remember the Elegance and Force of Reason with which you explained your Sentiments upon a Loss which I had then sustained by Shipwrack comforting me with this Reflection that all the Gains on Earth are only Burdens all the Riches Honours Pleasures and whatsoever is desired by Mortals are but so many Clogs to tie us faster to this Little Narrow Globe where we are born to trample on as our Foot-stool All this is true but I consider farther That the Occurrences of this Life ought to be received with Indifference and we should be as Chearful in a Prison as in a Palace because Nothing can happen to us which was not decreed by Fate Methinks I could go as freely to Torments in a Just Cause as to a Sumptuous Banquet I could smile at the Malice of my Persecutors and triumph o'er the Vain Executioners when I see them sweat at their Inhumane Toil and yet can never have their Wills of a Soul cast in such a Mold as mine Whatever they may do with my Body tho' they excruciate me with a Thousand Inventions of Cruelty tho' they reduce me to Ashes yet they cannot rob me of my Reason Neither Fire nor Sword nor Rack nor any other Instrument of Barbarous Rage can hurt my Thoughts I shall still have the Power of Meditating in Spight of 'em all And I esteem that the Specifick Happiness of a Rational Creature There 's no such Thing as Pleasure or Pain but what our Opinion makes so I have try'd to handle Fire I 've grasped hot burning Coals in the Palm of my Hand with which I now write The devouring Element soon fastened on my Skin and eat its way through into my Flesh whilst I was busy in Contemplating its Nature and Effects without being concern'd in any Sense of Pain I kept a tite Rein and curb'd my Soul I held it within Compass and would not suffer it to winch or lash or flounce out of it self or descend into my Body to rescue the Part affected or be concern'd at its Grievance But when I reflect on the Inconveniences that might follow and that it would hinder me from serving the Grand Signior and my Friends I threw the Coals away well satisfied that I had made the Experiment without prejudicing my Reason or falling into any Passion Unbecoming a Man I take as much Pleasure in Fasting as in Eating or Drinking in Labour as in Rest in Watching as in Sleep There 's no Excess or Contrariety in Nature which does not afford me as much Delight as Mediocrity or the Golden Mean it self I find Gust in every Thing that happens to me And this I take to be the Proper Part of a Mussulman or of one Resigned to God Yet this hinders me not from bustling in the World and prosecuting my Business with Alacrity and some Eagerness We are born for Action and not wholly for Thought 'T is a mix'd Life we are to lead on Earth But when I fail of my End or desired Success in any Undertaking I am not troubl'd considering I was born to encounter Evil as well as Good in this Mortal State In all that I have said I do not pretend to the Celebrated Apathy of the Stoicks I feel Pleasure and Pain from the same Objects which thus affects other Men But I feel 'em with Indifference not suffering my Understanding and Judgment to participate with my Passion and Sense I have perceived my self sometimes in Agonies which I thought exactly answered the Character of those which dying Persons feel And I believe they were in a Degree the very same Yet I found no Panick Fears upon me no Dread of that Amazing Change But rather certain Blooming Hopes Young Tender Springing Joys arising from the Thoughts of a New Life the Unavoidable Effect of that which we call Death wherein I promised my self the Pleasure of Fresh Enjoyments and Diversions to which I was wholly then a Stranger If thou thinkest this too Extravagant and that Death is not a proper Object of our Wishes yet thou wilt at least acknowledge That it may furnish us with sufficient Arguments of Content and Acquiescence since no Man can avoid it and it is sure to entertain us with Novelties which we never were acquainted with before which recommends it under a very desirable Figure because Humane Nature perpetually covets New Things I have seen Persons Condemned to Death here in Paris who have been offer'd Life on certain Conditions not agreeing with their Humour yet have refused it and rather chose Death which they knew would free 'em at once from all their Present Troubles And thou know'st with what Resignation our Greatest Bassa's submit their Necks to the Executioners when the Grand Signior thinks fit to call for their Lives All that they reply to the Fatal Mandate is The Will of my Sovereign Lord be done They at once gather up all the Strength of their scattered Reason and shrink their dilated Souls to a Point Then with a Re-doubled Force they shake off their Inclinations to Honours Riches and the Pleasures of this Life as a Man rowzes from a long Dream or Trance With Smiles and a profound Submission they kiss the Royal Firme being awaken'd to the Thoughts of more illustrious and Serene Joys than this gross Earth affords even to the Ineffable Pleasures of Eden the sure Reward of those that die in Obedience and Peace Since they are to be esteemed Martyrs as well as those who meet Death in the Field of the Sacred Combat in the War for our Holy Faith Oh! That it were my Lot thus to expire in Honour to have my last Breath mixed with the Devout Aspirations and Suffrages of True Believers that so my

True Believers May the Angel of the House of Ismael continue to prosper the Holy Off-spring to extend their Conquests and propagate the Faith unblemish'd that the Names of Alla and Mahomet may be heard in all Climates and from the utmost Borders of the Earth Paris 5th of the 6th Moon of the Year 1664. LETTER XI To Isouf his Kinsman a Merchant at Astracan I Have often wonder'd why among the Rest of the Nations in Christendom thou would'st not bestow the least Transient Visit on Spain But upon more mature Consideration I find thou art a Man of Judgment in Travelling That Country lies under a very ill Character for the Penury of all Things necessary to sustain the Lives of the Natives and by Consequence 't is not to be thought they can spare much for Strangers A very Inhospitable Region abounding in Beggars Thieves and Drones Full of Wine and Gold yet barren of Corn and Rich People Thou wilt not think this a Paradox when thou shalt consider That the Spaniards have all their Corn from France Germany or Sicily And that for this and other Reasons Spain is but like a Sieve through which the Immense Treasures of Peru and Mexico are drain'd into other Countries You may Travel some Days together in Spain without seeing any Thing save the dry Face of a Desart And if you chance to meet with a House wherein you may shelter your self and your Horse expect no better than a Ramezan-Entertainment For you must fast all Day and think your self much respected if you can get a few Onions or other Roots and Herbs with a Morsel of Bread and Flesh at Night to keep you from being sensible That you are actually starving Then the Inhabitants are the Proudest People on Earth You shall meet with none but Kings Princes Viceroys or at least Men that conceit themselves such They are also Merciless in their Revenge Cruel Obdurate Covetous Morose and Inexorable In a Word Spain is the Jesuites Paradise the Jews Purgatory and the Hell of Women I therefore commend thy Fortune or thy Prudence rather which would not suffer thee to fall into the Hands of those Barbarians nor think it worth thy Pains to breath an Air infected with so many Vices Thou hast pass'd through many more inviting Provinces and art at last happily seated to thy Mind Improve thy Opportunities in doing good I sent a Letter to our Cousin Solyman advising him to give thee a Visit If he comes receive him kindly and perform the Part of a Kinsman put all Expences to my Account and remember that no Man is born for himself Paris the 6th of the 7th Moon of the Year 1664. LETTER XII To Afis Bassa ALL Europe is alarm'd with the Mighty Preparations which our Invincible Sovereign is making to invade the German Empire Great is their Consternation and Fear and Couriers are every where running up and down from one Kingdom and Court to another to remonstrate the Common Danger and beg Assistance Every Body appears Zealous in a Cause which concerns all Christendom and the French King has lent the Emperour Eight Thousand Men. The Duke of Beaufort is also gone with a Squadron of Ships to encounter the Corsairs of Argiers and other Dominions of Barbary The Pope has sent to the Emperour's Assistance Six Thousand Foot and Two Thousand Horse And the Rest of the Emperour's Allies are raising Levies for him as fast as they can It being current News that the Grand Signior in Person is at the Head of Two Hundred Thousand Men entring Hungary as a Conqueror That he has taken above Forty Towns ruin'd all the Country where he pass'd through and that in a little time he will be at the Walls of Vienna In the mean time this Court appears Insensible of the General Danger which threatens Christendom They are altogether taken up in Ballets Plays and Feasting minding their own Interest more than that of their Neighbours and revelling as if the King of France were sole Monarch of the World Here is arrived a Legate from Rome to compose the Differences between the Pope and this Crown His Name is Cardinal Chisi He is receiv'd with unparallell'd Magnificence as if he were an Angel from Heaven For the French King loves to shew his Grandeur on such Occasions Besides all the Nations which are in the Communion of the Latin Church have an unreserv'd Veneration for the Roman Mufti whom they esteem the Successor of Peter the Prince of the Apostles This young Monarch has a large Soul The whole World seems too little to satisfy his Ambition He lays the Foundation of Designs greater than those of Alexander the Conqueror of Asia He heaps up Money at a prodigious Rate raises vast Armies builds Magnificent Palaces keeps Kings in Pension supports many Princes of Germany and in a Word commands more of them than does the Emperour himself who is their Lawful Sovereign Yet after all I cannot perceive that he loses any Degree of that Respect which he owes and which his Predecessors have always paid to the Grand Signior who is the undeniable Arbiter of the whole World God grant our Sovereign long Life perpetual Victories and a good Stomach to his Meat which the King of France wants to the Accomplishment of his happiness For at present he feeds like a Sparrow Paris the 19th of the 8th Moon of the Year 1664. LETTER XIII To Hamet Reis Effendi Principal Secretary of the Ottoman Empire THou wilt perceive the vast Respect I have for thee by my frequent Dispatches Thy Commands are to me as the Laws and Sanctions of the Ottoman Empire which I will never violate I am no Flatterer witness my Letters to some of the Grandees wherein I have not spar'd to reprove their Vices Errors and Male-Administration If a Bassa has been unjust seditious or engag'd in Rebellious Practices If he has prov'd an Extortioner a Drunkard or a Tyrant he has not escap'd without a due Reprimand I have been bold in correcting advising and giving Counsel to the Greatest Ministers in the Empire And this was a Province appointed me by the Flower of Sublime Glory the Phoenix of Honour Sole Favourite and Trustee of the Grand Signior the Vizir Azem in whose Custody were the Seals of Imperial Secrets Majestick Decrees and Royal Edicts Who being the Primum Mobile of the Refulgent Mussulman State gave Life Activity and Order to all the Inferior Orbs Springs and Instruments of Government I receiv'd this Command many Years ago and he that gave it me is gone to the World of Spirits Yer the Injunction remains in Force being stamp'd with the Mysterious Signet the Character of Supreme and Immutable Authority In Obedience to which I have never warp'd or flinch'd from the duty enjoyn'd me And to demonstrate that I did not do this in a vain Ostentation of the Power which was given me I have not fail'd all along to pay to a Man of Merit the Attach and Veneration which was his