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A57489	Familiar letters: vol. I. Written by the Right Honourable, John, late Earl of Rochester, to the honourable Henry Savile, esq; and other letters by persons of honour and quality. With letters written by the most ingenious Mr. Tho. Otway, and Mrs. K. Philips. Publish'd from their original copies. With modern letters by Tho. Cheek, Esq; Mr. Dennis, and Mr. Brown.	Rochester, John Wilmot, Earl of, 1647-1680.; Otway, Thomas, 1652-1685.; Brown, Thomas, 1663-1704.; Cheek, Thomas.; Philips, Katherine, 1631-1664.; Dennis, John, 1657-1734.	1697 (1697)	Wing R1744A; ESTC R222099	74,413	242

I will venture upon all the Severity that Reflection can produce and if it be as great as I may reasonably fear yet I will submit to it for the Expiation of my Failings and think myself sufficiently happy if after any Pennance you will once more receive me into your Friendship and allow me to be that same Orinda whom with so much goodness you were once pleased to own as most faithfully yours and who have ever been and ever will be so and Dear dear Madam Your Ladiship 's most affectionate humble Servant and Friend K. Phillips This was wrote but a Month before Orinda died To Mr. Herbert I Receiv'd your two Letters against Hypocrisie and Love but I must tell you they have made me no Convert from Women and their Favourite for who like Simonides wou'd give nine scandalous Origins to Womankind for one good one meerly because the Follies and Vices of that Sex deserve it and yet hope ever to make your account of them or who with Petronius Arbiter would tell the Lawyers Quid faciunt Leges ubi sola pecunia regnat Aut ubi paupertas vincere nulla potest Ipsi qui Cynica traducunt tempora cena Nonnunquam Nummis vendere verba solent Ergo judicium nihil est nisi publica Merces Atque eques in causa qui sedet empta probat Thus English'd by Mr. Barnaby Laws bear the Name but Money has the Power The Cause is bad when e'er the Client 's Poor Those strict-liv'd Men that seem above our World Are oft too modest to resist our Gold So Iudgment like our other Wares is sold And the Grave Knight that nods upon the Laws Wak'd by a Fee Hems and approves the Cause That the Bar is but a Market for the Sale of Right and that the Judge sits there only to confirm what the Bribe had secur'd before and yet hope ever to escape when you come into their Hands Or what Man that has his Interest before his Eyes wou'd tell this dangerous Truth That Priests of all Religions are the same No no Plain-dealing must be left to Manly and confin'd to the Theatre and permit Hypocrisie and Nonsence to prevail with those pretty Amusements Women that like their own Pleasure too well to be fond of Sincerity You declaim against Love on the usual Topicks and have scarce any thing new to be answer'd by me their profess'd Advocate if by Repentance you mean the Pain that accompanies Love all other Pleasures are mixt with that as well as Love as Cicero observes in his second Book de Oratore Omnibus rebus voluptatibus maximis fastidium finitimum est In all things where the greatest Pleasures are found there borders a satiety and uneasie pain And Catullus Non est dea nescia nostri quae dulcem curis miscet amaritiem Nor am I unknown to that bright Goddess who with my Cares mingles a sweet pleasing Bitter But I take this pain in Love to proceed from the imperfection of our Union with the Object belov'd for the Mind forms a thousand entrancing Idea's but the Body is not capable of coming up to that satisfaction the Mind proposes but this Pain is in all other Pleasures that we have none of which afford that fulness of Pleasure as Love which bears some proportion to the vehemence of our Desires Speak therefore no more against Love as you hope to die in the Arms of Sylvia or not perish wretchedly in the Death of a Pumpkin I am Your Friend c. LETTERS BY Mr. Tho. Brown To C. G. Esq in Covent-Garden MAy I be forced to turned News-monger for a wretched Subsistence● and beat up fifty Coffee-houses every Morning to gather Scraps of Intelligence and fatherless Scandal or to Curse my self more emphatically may I live the restless Life of some gay younger Brother's starving Footman of the Temple who between his Master's Debts and Fornication visits once a Day half the Shopkeepers in Fleet-street and half the Whores in Drury-lane if I am not as utterly weary of hunting after you any longer as ever Statesman was of serving the Publick when the Publick forgot to bribe his private Interest Shou'd I but set down how many tiresome Leagues I have travell'd how often I have shot all the City-gates cross'd Lincolns-inn Fields pass'd the two Tropicks of the Old and New Exchange and doubled the Cape of Covent-garden Church to see you I shou'd grow more voluminous than Coryat and you 'd fancy yourself without doubt engaged in Purchase's or Hackluyt's Itineraries As you are a Person of half Business and half Pleasure which the Wise say is the best Composition in the World I have consider'd you in your two Capacities and order'd my Visits accordingly Sometimes I call'd upon you betimes in a Morning when nothing was to be met in the Streets but grave Tradesmen stalking in their Slippers to the next Coffee-house Midnight-drunkards reeling home from the Rose industrious Harlots who had been earning a Penny over Night tripping it on foot to their Lodgings Ragmen picking up Materials for Grubstreet in short nothing but Bailiffs Chimney-sweepers Cinderwomen and other People of the same early Occupations and yet as my ill Stars contriv'd it you were still gone out before me At other times I have call'd at Four in Afternoon the Sober Hour when other discreet Gentlemen were but newly up and dressing to go to the Play but to as little purpose as in the Morning Then towards the Evening I have a hundred times examin'd the Pit and Boxes the Chocolate-houses the Taverns and all places of publick resort except a Church and there I confess I cou'd no more expect to meet you than a right Beau of the last Paris Edition in the Bear-garden but still I failed of you every where tho' sometimes you 'scaped me as narrowly as a Quibble does some merry Statesmen I cou'd name to you Is it not strange thought I to my self that every paltry Astrologer about the Town by the help of a foolish Telescope shou'd be able to have the Seven Planets at a Minute's warning nay and their very Attendants their Satellites too tho' some of them are so many hundred thousand Miles distant from us to know precisely when they go to Bed and what Rambles they take and yet that I with all my pains and application shou'd never take you in any of your Orbits who are so considerably nearer to me But for my part I believe a Man may sooner find out a true Key to the Revelations than discover your By-haunts and solve every Problem in Euclid much easier than yourself With all Reverence be it said Your Ways are as hard to be traced as those of Heaven and the Dean of P who in his late History of Providence has explain'd all the several Phoenomena's of it but his own Conversions is the fittest Person I know of in the World to account for your Eclipses Some of your and my good Friends whom I need not mention to

Lord North and Grey p. 218. To a Friend in the Country p. 221. BOOKS newly Printed for R. We●lington at the Lute in St. Paul Church-yard A Discourse of the Nature and Faculti● of Man in several Essays with Refl●●ctions upon the Occurrences of Human Li●● By Tim. Nourse Gent. The Lord Rochester's Letters Vol. I. The Works of that excellent Practical Ph●●sician Dr. Tho. Syden●am wherein not on the History of Acute Diseases are treated 〈◊〉 after a new Method but also the shortest 〈◊〉 safest way of curing most Chronical Diseas● Ovid Travestie Or a Burlesque on Ovi● Epistles By Capt. Alexander Rad●liff Grays-inn The Family-Physician Being a cho●● Collection of approved and experienced R●●medies to cure all Diseases incident to H●●man Bodies useful in Families and servi●●able to Country-people By George Ha●ti●● Se●vant to Sir Ken●hn Digby till he died PLAYS Anatomist or Sham-doctor Plain-deal Orphan Oedipus Rover. Spanish Wiv● Unnatural Brother Younger Brother Amorous Jilt Where you may be furnished with most Plays Familiar Letters By the Right Honourable JOHN LATE Earl of ROCHESTER VOL. I. TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE Dear SAVILE DO a Charity becoming one of your pious Principles in preserving your humble Servant Rochester from the imminent Peril of Sobriety which for want of good Wine more than Company for I can drink like a Hermit betwixt God and my own Conscience is very like to befal me Remember what Pains I have formerly taken to wean you from your pernicious Resolutions of Discretion and Wisdom And if you have a grateful Heart which is a Miracle amongst you Statesmen shew it by directing the Bearer to the best Wine in Town and pray let not this highest Point of Sacred Friendship be perform'd slightly but go about it with all due deliberation and care as holy Priests to Sacrifice or as discreet Thieves to the wary performance of Burglary and Shop-lifting Let your well-discerning Pallat the best Judge about you travel from Cellar to Cellar and then from Piece to Piece till it has lighted on Wine sit for its noble Choice and my Approbation To engage you the more in this matter know I have laid a Plot may very probably betray you to the Drinking of it My Lord will inform you at large Dear Savile as ever thou dost hope to out-do MACHIAVEL or equal ME send some good Wine So may thy wearied Soul at last find Rest no longer hov'ring 'twixt th' unequal Choice of Politicks and Lewdness Maist thou be admir'd and lov'd for thy domestick Wit belov'd and cherish'd for thy foreign Interest and Intelligence ROCHESTER TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE HARRY YOU cannot shake off the Statesman intirely for I perceive you have no Opinion of a Letter that is not almost a Gazette Now to me who think the World as giddy as my self I care not which way it turns and am fond of no News but the Prosperity of my Friends and the Continuance of their Kindness to me which is the only Error I wish to continue in 'em For my own part I am not at all stung with my Lord M 's mean Ambition but I aspire to my Lord L 's generous Philosophy They who would be great in our little Government seem as ridiculous to me as School-boys who with much endeavour and some danger climb a Crab-tree venturing their Necks for Fruit which solid Pigs would disdain if they were not starving These Reflections how idle soever they seem to the Busie if taken into consideration would save you many a weary Step in the Day and help G y to many an Hours sleep which he wants in the Night But G y would be rich and by my troth there is some sence in that Pray remember me to him and tell him I wish him many Millions that his Soul may find rest You write me word That I 'm out of favour with a certain Poet whom I have ever admir'd for the disproportion of him and his Attributes He is a Rari●y which I cannot but be fond of as one would be of a Hog that could fiddle or a singing Owl If he falls upon me at the Blunt which is his very good Weapon in Wit I will forgive him if you please and leave the Repartee to Black Will with a Cudgel And now Dear Harry if it may agree with your Affairs to shew yourself in the Country this Summer contrive such a Crew together as may not be asham'd of passing by Woodstock and if you can debauch Alderman G y we will make a shift to delight his Gravity I am sorry for the declining D ss and would have you generous to her at this time for that is true Pride and I delight in it ROCHESTER TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE Dear SAVILE THIS Day I receiv'd the unhappy News of my own Death and Burial But hearing what Heirs and Successors were decreed me in my Place and chiefly in my Lodgings it was no small Joy to me that those Tydings prove untrue my Passion for Living is so encreas'd that I omit no Care of myself which before I never thought Life worth the trouble of taking The King who knows me to be a very ill-natur'd Man will not think it an ●asie matter for me to die now I live chiefly out of spight Dear Mr. Savile afford me some News from your Land of the Living and though I have little Curiosity to hear who 's well yet I would be glad my few Friends are so of whom you are no more the least than the leanest I have better Compliments for you but that may not look so sincere as I would have you believe I am when I profess myself Your faithful affectionate humble Servant ROCHESTER Adderbury near Banbury Feb. ult My Service to my Lord Middlesex TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE HARRY I Am in a great straight what to write to you the stile of Business I am not vers'd in and you may have forgot the familiar one we us'd heretofore What Alterations Ministry makes in Men is not to be imagined though I can trust with confidence all those You are liable to so well I know you and so perfectly I love you We are in such a setled Happiness and such merry Security in this place that if it were not for Sickness I could pass my time very well between my own Ill-nature which inclines me very little to pity the Misfortunes of malicious mistaken Fools and the Policies of the Times which expose new Rarities of that kind every day The News I have to send and the sort alone which could be so to you are things Gyaris carcere digna which I dare not trust to this pretty Fool the Bearer whom I heartily recommend to your Favour and Protection and whose Qualities will recommend him more and truly if it might suit with your Character at your times of leisure to Mr. Baptists's Acquaintance the happy Consequence would be Singing and in which your Excellence might have a share not unworthy the

Man safe but by such evil and infamous Means as Flattery and Bribery what Joy can I have in my own Country in this Condition Is it a Pleasure to see all that I love in the World sold and destroy'd Shall I renounce all my old Principles learn the vile Court-arts and make my Peace by bribing some of them Shall their Corruption and Vice be my Safety Ah! no better is a Life among Strangers than in my own Country upon such Conditions Whil'st I live I will endeavour to preserve my Liberty or at least not consent to the destroying of it I hope I shall die in the same Principle in which I have lived and will live no longer than they can preserve me I have in my Life been guilty of many Follies but as I think of no meanness I will not blot and defile that which is past by endeavouring to provide for the future I have ever had in my Mind that when God should cast me into such a Condition as that I cannot save my Life but by doing an indecent thing He shews me the time is come wherein I should resign it And when I cannot live in my own Country but by such means as are worse than dying in it I think He shews me I ought to keep myself out of it Let them please themselves with making the King glorious who think a Whole People may justly be sacrific'd for the Interest and Pleasure of One Man and a few of his Followers Let them rejoice in their Subtilty who by betraying the former Powers have gain'd the Favour of this not only preserv'd but advanc'd themselves in these dangerous Changes Nevertheless perhaps they may find the King's Glory is their Shame his Plenty the Peoples Misery and that the gaining of an Office or a little Mony is a poor Reward for destroying a Nation which if it were preserved in Liberty and Vertue would truly be the most glorious in the World and that others may find they have with much Pains purchas'd their own Shame and Misery a dear Price paid for that which is not worth keeping nor the Life that is accompanied with it the Honour of English Parliaments have ever been in making the Nation glorious and happy not in selling and destroying the Interest of it to satisfie the Lusts of one Man Miserable Nation that from so great a heighth of Glory is fallen into the most despicable Condition in the World of having all its Good depending upon the Breath and Will of the vilest Persons in it cheated and sold by them they trusted Infamous Traffick equal almo●t in Guilt to that of Iudas In all preceeding Ages Parliaments have been the Pillars of our Liberty the sure Defenders of the Oppressed They who formerly could bridle Kings and keep the Ballance equal between them and the People are now become the Instruments of all our Oppressions and a Sword in his Hand to destroy us They themselves led by a few interested Persons who are willing to buy Offices for themselves by the Misery of the whole Nation and the Blood of the most worthy and eminent Persons in it Detestable Bribes worse than the Oaths now in fashion in this Mercenary Court I mean to owe neither my Life nor Liberty to any such Means when the Innocence of my Actions will not protect me I will stay away till the Storm be overpass'd In short where Vane Lambert and Haslerigg cannot live in Safety I cannot live at all If I had been in England I should have expected a Lodging with them or tho' they may be the first as being more eminent than I I must expect to follow their Example in Suffering as I have been their Companion in Acting I am most in Amaze at the mistaken Informations that were sent to me by my Friends full of Expectations of Favours and Employments Who can think that they who imprison them would employ me or suffer me to live when they are put to death If I might live and be employ'd can it be expected that I should serve a Government that seeks such detestable Ways of establishing itself Ah! no I have not learnt to make my own Peace by persecuting and betraying my Brethren more innocent and worthy than myself I must live by just Means and serve to just Ends or not at all after such a Manifestation of the Ways by which it is intended the King shall govern I should have renounced any Place of Favour into which the Kindness and Industry of my Friends might have advanc'd me when I found those that were better than I were only fit to be destroy'd I had formerly some Jealousies the fraudulent Proclamation for Indemnity encreas'd the imprisoning of those three Men and turning out of all the Officers of the Army contrary to Promise confirm'd me in my Resolutions not to return To conclude The Tide is not to be diverted nor the Oppress'd deliver'd but God in his time will have Mercy on his People he will save and defend them and avenge the Blood of those who shall now perish upon the Heads of those who in their Pride think nothing is able to oppose them Happy are those whom God shall make Instruments of his Justice in so blessed a Work If I can live to see that Day I shall be ripe for the Grave and able to say with Joy Lord now lettest thou thy Servant depart in Peace c. So Sir Arthur Haslerigg on Oliver's Death Farewel my Thoughts as to King and State depending upon their Actions No Man shall be a more faithful Servant to him than I if he make the Good and Prosperity of his People his Glory none more his Enemy if he doth the contrary To my particular Friends I shall be constant in all Occasions and to you A most affectionate Servant A. SIDNEY A Letter by another Hand To Madam I Have News to tell you You got a new Subject yesterday tho' after all perhaps it is no more News to you than it would be to the Grand Seignior or the French King For you Madam either find or make Subjects where-ever you go It is impossible to see you without surrendring one's Heart to you and he that hears you talk and can still preserve his Liberty may for ought I know revive the Miracle of the three Children in Daniel and call for a Chamlet Cloak to keep him warm in the midst of a Fiery Furnace But really Madam I am none of those Miracle-mongers I am true Flesh and Blood like the rest of my Sex and as I make no Scruple to own my Passion to you so you Madam without incurring the Danger of being question'd by the Parliament may pretend to all the Rights and Priviledges of a Conqueror My Comfort is that all Mankind sooner or later must wear your Chainr for you have Beauty enough to engage the nicest Heart though you had no Wit to set it off And you have so plentiful a share of the last that were you wholly

poor Seamen to starve Even the Royal-Oak Lottery who are fit to be imitated by you in this particular never strip a Man intirely of all but let him march off decently with a Crown or two to carry him home If this Example won't work upon you pray learn a piece of Tartarian-m●rcy they are none of the best bred People in the World I confess but are so civil when they come to a place not to Eat out the Heart of the Soil but having serv'd a present turn shift their Quarters and forbear to make a second Visit till the Grass is grown up again Nay a Nonconformist Parson who is a kind of a rambling Church Tartar but of the worser sort after he has grazed a beloved Text as bare as the back of one's Hand is glad for his own convenience to remove to another Both these Instances you 'll say look as if I advised you to supply my defect in another place I leave that to your own discretion but really your humble Servant's present Exigences are such that he must be forced to shut up his Exchequer for some time I have a hundred times wished That those unnatural Rogues the Writers of Romances had been all hanged Montague before me did the same for the Statuaries for giving you Ladies such wrong Notions of things By representing their Heroes so much beyond Nature they put such extravagant Idea's into your Heads that every Woman unless she has a very despicable Opinion of her own Charms which not one in a Million has expects to find a Benefit-Ticket a Pharamond or an Oroondates to come up for her share and nothing below such a Monster will content her You think the Men cou'd do infinitely more if they pleased and as 't is a foolish Notion of the Indians that the Apes wou'd speak if it were not for fear of being made Slaves to the Spaniards so you forsooth imagine that we for some such reason are afraid of going to the full length of our Abilities We cannot be so much deceived in our hopes of your Constancy as you are disappointed in our Performances so that 't were happy for the World I think if Heaven wou'd either give us the Vigour of those Brawny long-liv'd Fellows our Ancestors or else abridge the Desires of the Women But Madam don't believe a word that those Romance Writers or their Brethren in Iniquity the Poets tell you The latter prate much of one Hercules a Plague take him that run the Gantlet through fifty Virgin-sisters in one Night 'T is an impudent Fiction Madam The Devil of a Hercules that there ever was upon the Face of the Earth let me beg of you therefore not to set him up for a Knight of the Shire to represent the rest or if part of his History is true he was a downright Madman and prosper'd accordingly for you know he died raving and impenitent upon a Mountain Both he and his whole Family have been extinct these two thousand Years and upwards Some Memoirs tell us That the Country rose upon them and dispatch'd them all in a Night as the Glencow-men were served in Scotland I wont justifie the truth of this but after you have tried the whole Race of us one after another if you find one Man that pretends to be related to this Hercules tho' at the distance of a Welch Genealogy let me die the Death of the Wicked Therefore Madam take my Advice and I 'll engage you shall be no loser by it If your Necessities are so pressing that you can't stay you must e'n borrow of a Neighbour since Cheapside fails you a God's Name try your Fortune in Lombard-street But if you cou'd order Matters otherwise and allow me a Week or so longer to make up my Sum you shoul'd then be repaid with Interest by LYSANDER A Consolatory Letter to an Essex-Divine upon the Death of his Wife OLD FRIEND A Gentleman that lives in your Neighbourhood told me this Morning after we had had some short Discourse about you that you have buried your Wife You and I Doctor knew one another I think pretty well at the College but being absolutely a stranger to your Wife's Person and Character the Old Gentleman in Black take me if I know how to behave my self upon this occasion that is to say whether to be Sad or Merry whether to Condole or Congratulate you But since I must do one or t'other I think it best to go o● the surer side And so Doctor I give you Joy of your late great Deliverance You 'll ask me perhaps why I chose this Party To which I shall only reply That your Wife was a Woman and 't is an hundred to one that I have hit on the right But if this won't suffice I have Argument to make use of that you can no more answer than you can consute Bellarmine I don't mean the Popish Cardinal of that Name for I believe you have oftner laid him upon his Back than Mrs. Mary deceased but an ungodly Vessel holding about six Gallons which in some Parts of England goes by another Name the more 's the pity 't is suffer'd and is call'd a Ieroboam And thus I urge it Mrs. Mary defunct was either a very good or a very bad or an indifferent a between Hawk and Buzzard Wife tho' you know the Primitive Christians for the four first Ages of the Church were all of Opinion that there were no indifferent Wives● however disputandi gratia I allow them here Now if she was a good Wife she 's certainly gone to a ●etter place and then St. Ierome and St. Austin and St. Ambrose and St. Basil and in short a whole Cart-load of Greek and Latin Fathers whom 't is not your Interest by any means to disoblige say positively That you ought not to grieve If she was a bad one your Reason will suggest the same to you without going to Councils and Schoolmen So now it only remains upon my hands to prove that you ought not to be concern'd for her Death if she was an indifferent Wife and Publick Authority having not thought fit as yet to oblige us to mourn for Wives of that denomination it follows by the Doctrin of the Church of England about things indifferent that you had better let it alone for fear of giving Scandal to weak Brethren Therefore Doctor if you 'll take my Advice in the first place Pluck up a good Heart secondly Smoak your Pipe as you used to do thirdly Read moderately fourthly Drink plentifully fifthly and lastly When you are distributing Spoon-meat to the People next Sunday from your Pulpit cast me a Hawk's Eye round your Congregation and if you can spy out a Farmer 's Daughter plump and juicy one that 's likely to be a good Breeder and whose Father is of some Authority in the Parish because that may be necessary for the Support of Holy Church say no more but pelt her with Letters Hymns and Spiritual Sonnets till