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B05023	Familiar letters. Vol. I. Written by the Right Honourable John, late Earl of Rochester, to the Honble Henry Savile, Esq; and other letters, by persons of honour and quality. With letters written by the most ingenious Mr. Thomas Otway, and Mrs. K. Phillips. 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.; Sidney, Algernon, 1622-1683.; Otway, Thomas, 1652-1685.; Cheek, Thomas.; Phillips, Katherine, fl. 1658.; Brown, Thomas, 1663-1704.; Ayloffe, W. (William).	1699 (1699)	Wing R1745A; ESTC R182831	73,342	242

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 fit 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 TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE HARRY YOU cannot shake off the Statesman intirely for I percieve 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 Rarity 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 your self 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 my self 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 easie 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 my self 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. Baptist's Acquaintance the happy Consequence would be Singing and in which your Excellence might have a share not unworthy the greatest Embassadors nor to be despis'd even by a Cardinal-Legate the greatest and gravest of this Court of both Sexes have tasted his Beauties and I 'll assure you Rome gains upon us here in this point mainly and there is no part of the plot carried with so much Secresie and Vigour as this Proselytes of consequence are daily made and Lord S 's Imprisonment is no check to any An account of Mr. George Porter's Retirement upon News that Mr. Grimes with one Gentleman more had invaded England Mr. S 's Apology for making Songs on the Duke of M. with his Oration-Consolatory on my Lady D 's Death and a Politick Dissertation between my Lady P s and Capt. Dangerfield with many other worthy Treatises of the like nature are things worthy your perusal but I durst not send 'em to you without leave not knowing what Consequence it might draw upon your Circumstances and Character but if they will admit a Correspondence of that kind in which alone I dare presume to think my self capable I shall be very industrious in that way or any other to keep you from forgetting Your most affectionate obliged humble Servant ROCHESTER White-hall Nov. 1. 79. TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE Dear SAVILE WEre I as Idle as ever which I shou'd not fail of being if Health permitted I wou'd write a small Romance and make the Sun with his dishrievel'd Rays gild the Tops of the Palaces in Leather-lane Then shou'd those vile Enchanters Barten and Ginman lead forth their Illustrious Captives in chains of Quicksilver and confining 'em by Charms to the loathsome Banks of a dead lake of Diet-drink you as my Friend shou'd break the horrid Silence and speak the most passionate Fine things that ever Heroick Lover utter'd which being softly and sweetly reply'd to by Mrs. Roberts shou'd rudely be interrupted by the envious F Thus

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 it self Ah! no I have not learnt to make my own Peace by persecuting and betraying my Brethren more innocent and worthy than my self 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 increased the Imprisonment 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 Oppressd deliverd 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 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 ones 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 questiond 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 you Chains for You have Beauty enough to engage the nicest Heart tho You had no Wit to set it off And You have so plentiful a share of the last that were You wholly destitute of the former as I have already found to my Cost You have but too much You could not fail of harming the most Insensible For my own part I confess my self an Admirer or if You please an Adorer of Your Beauty But I am a Slave a meer downright effectual Slave to Your Wit Your very Conversation is infinitely more delicious than the Fruition of any other Woman Thus my Charming Sovereign I here profess my self You devoted Vassal and Subject I promise You eternal Duty and Allegiance It is neither in my Power nor Will to depose You and I am sure it is not in Your Nature to affect Arbitrary Sway. Tho if you do Madam God knows I am a true Church of England-man I shall never rebel against you in Act or Thought but only have recourse to Prayers and Tears and still stick to my Passive Obedience Perhaps Madam you ll tell me I have talked more than comes to my share but being Incognito I assume the Liberty of a Masquerader and under that Protection think my self safe But alas did You know how I languish for You I dare swear my Charming Sylvia You would bestow some Pity upon AMYNTAS To Madam I Have never had the Happiness of Your conversation but once and then I found You so very charming that I have wore Your lovely Idea ever since in my Mind But it is not without the least Astonishment that I receiv'd the News of what befel You tother Day it still makes me tremble and leaves a dismal Impression behind it not easie to be imagin'd For Heaven's sake Madam what could urge You to so cruel a Resolution that might have prov'd irreparably fatal to Your self and matter of perpetual Affliction to Your Friends What Harm have I and a Thousand more of Your Adorers done You that You should so terribly revenge the supposed Infidelity of another upon them Or Why should You whom Beauty and Wit have put in a Capacity to subdue our whole Sex lay to Heart the Vnkindness of one Lover who may proceed to a new Election when You please If I had Vanity enough to aspire to be Your Privy-Counsellor I wou'd e'en advise You to bury the Remembrance of what is past and either to punish all Mankind as You easily may tho I need not instruct You how or else to chuse some happy Favourite out of the Throng of Your Servants and shower Your Favours upon him If Sincerity and Truth may bid for the Purchase of Your Heart I can help You to one that thoroughly understands Your Worth and accordingly values it that would be damn'd before he would abandon You for the greatest Princess in the Vniverse that would chearfully die for Your sake and yet only lives out of Hopes that he may one Day merit Your Esteem by his Services I fancy Madam You now demand of me where this strange Monster of Fidelity is to be sound Know then that he lives within less than a hundred Miles of Red-Lyon-Square and that his Name is Oh! pardon the Insolence of this Discovery his Name is AMYNTAS There is another Letter that accompanies this and was written a Week ago which I had not Courage enough to lay at Your Feet till now LOVE-LETTERS BY Mr. THOMAS OTWAY To Madam My TYRANT I Endure too much Torment to be silent and have endur'd it too long not to make the severest Complaint I love You I dote on You Desire makes me mad when I am near You and Despair when I am from You. Sure of all Miseries Love is to me the most intolerable it haunts me

Company which really I perpetually long for and again beg as you love me and claim as you would have me believe it I am glad your Ladiship has pitch'd on a place so near me you shall be sufficiently persecuted with Orinda I know you will pardon me for not acquainting you with the News you heard from other hands when I tell you there is nothing of it true and the Town is now full of very different Discourse but I shall tell you more particularly when I have the honour to see you and till then cannot with conveniency do it I easily believe Dous factious but in those Disputes I think he discovers more Wit than Wisdom and your Ladiship knows they are inseparable I shall lose the Post if I do not now hasten to subscribe what I am always ready to make good that I am more than any one living Your Ladiship 's most faithful and most passionate Friend and Servant ORINDA Decemb. 30 1658. TO THE Honourable BERENICE WIth the greatest Joy and Confusion in the World I receiv'd Dear Madam your Ladiship 's most obliging Letter from Kew and thus far I am reconcil'd to my own Omissions that they have produc'd a Shame which serves me now to allay a Transport which had otherwise been excessive at the knowledge that I am to receive that notwithstanding all my Failings you can look upon me with so generous a Concern I could make many Apologies for my self and with truth tell you That I have ventured Papers to kiss your Ladiship 's Hand since I receiv'd one from it but really Madam I had rather owe my Restitution wholly to your Bounty than seem to have any pretence to it my self and I will therefore allow my self utterly unworthy of having any room in your Thoughts in that I have not perpetually begg'd it of you with that Assiduity as is suitable to so great and so valu'd a Blessing and I know that tho' a Sea has divided our Persons and many other Accidents made your Ladiships Residence uncertain to me yet I ought to have been restless in my Enquiries how to make my Approaches to you and all the Varieties and Wandrings and Troubles that I have undergone since I had the honour to see your Ladiship ought not to have distracted me one moment from the payment of that Devotion to you which if you please I will swear never to have been one jot lessen'd in my Heart as ill and as seldom as I have express'd it but now that my good Fortune has brought me once more so near your Ladiship I hope to redeem my Time by so constant and servent Addresses to you as shall both witness how unalterably I have ever lov'd and honour'd you and how extreamly glad I am still to be preserv'd in so noble and so priz'd a Heart as yours and that I may the sooner be secur'd of that and restor'd to your Converse I must beg your Ladiship to find some occasion that may bring you to London where I may cast my self at your Feet both in repentance of my own Faults and acknowledgment of your Goodness and assure you that neither Lucasia nor any other Person ever had the Will the Power or the Confidence to hinder the Justice of my most affectionate Service to your Ladiship and tho' you fright me with telling me how much you have considered me of late yet 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 my self sufficiently happy if after any Penance 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 cause qui sedet empt a 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 Judgment 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 lest 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 turn

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 Shop-keepers in Fleetstreet 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 your self without doubt engag'd 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 Cinder-women 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 fail'd 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 should 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 your self 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 Phaenomena'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 you have cross'd the German Ocean made the Tour of the Low-Countries seen the Elector of Bavaria and Prince Vaudemont and might if they pleas'd have got drunk with a dozen of German Princes in half the time I have been beating the Hoof up and down London to find out you So that at last after a World of mortifying Disappointments taking a Martial in my hands I happen'd to light upon an Epigram of his address'd to Decianus a very honest Gentleman it seems but one that was as hard to be met with as your self And this Epigram suiting my own case exactly I here send you a Paraphrase or Imitation of it call it which you please Ne valeam si non totis Deciane Diebus Lib. 2. Ep. 2. In some vile Hamlet let me live forgot Small-Beer my Portion and no Wine my lot To some worse Jilt in Church-Indentures bound Than ancient Job or modern Sh found And with more Aches visited and Ills Than fill up Salmon's Works or Tilburgh 's Bills If 't is not still the Burden of my Prayer The Day with you with you the Night to share But Sir and the Complaint you know is true Two damn'd long Miles there lye 'twixt me and you And these two Miles with little Calculation Make four by that I 've reach'd my Habitation You near Sage Will 's the Land of Mirth and Claret I live stow'd up in a White-chappel Garret Oft when I 've come so far your Hands to kiss Flatter'd with Thoughts of the succeeding Bliss I 'm told you 're gone to the Vexatious Hall Where with eternal Lungs the Lawyers bawl Or else stole out a Female Friend to see Or what 's as bad you 're not at Home for me Two Miles I 've at your Service and that 's civil But to trudge four and miss you is the Devil And now if you are not incurably lost to all sence of Humanity send me word where it is you pass your Evenings or in one of your beloved Catullus's Expressions Demonstres ubi sunt tuae tenebrae But if you think that too hard upon you for I wou'd not be thought to invade your Privacies appoint some common Meeting-place the Griffin or the Dog where with two or three more select Friends we may pass a few Hours over a Righteous Bottle of Claret As you ever hope that Heaven will be merciful or Sylvia true to you let this happy Night be some time this Week I am Your most obliged Servant T. BROWN London June 20. 1695 To the Perjur'd Mrs. THis Morning I receiv'd the News which knowing you to be a Woman I confess did not much startle me that is spight of all your Promises your Vows and Obligations nay and in spight of your Interest too which you Women so seldom sin against you had sacrificed my worthy Friend Mr. and are to be married next Week to that nauseous that insupportable that everlasting Beast Upon which I immediately repair'd to my Friend's Lodgings and because I knew but too well how nearly he had taken you into his Heart I carried him to that blessed Sanctuary of disappointed Lovers a Tavern the better to prepare him for the News of your Infidelity I plied him warmly with the Juice of the generous Grape and entertain'd him all the while with the most horrible Stories of your Sex that my malice cou'd suggest to me which Heaven be prais'd was fruitful enough upon this occasion for I don't believe I forgot one single Instance of Female Treachery from Mother Eve of wheedling Memory down to your Virtuous self At last when

since Cheapside fails you a God's Name try your Fortune in Lombard-street But if you could order matters Otherwise and allow me a Week or so longer to make up my Sum you shou'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 on 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 confute 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 deceas'd 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 Jeroboam 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 better place and then St. Jerome 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 you have gain'd your Carnal Point of her Follow this Counsel and I 'll engage your late Wife will rise no more in your Stomach for by the unerring Rule of Kitchin-Physick which I am apt to think is the best in all Cases one Shoulder of Mutton serves best to drive down another I am Yours T. BROWN To the Fair LUCINDA at Epsom MADAM I Wish I were a Parliament-man for your sake Another now wou'd have wish'd to have been the Great Mogul the Grand Seignior or at least some Sovereign Prince but you see I am no ambitious Person any farther than I aspire to be in your good Graces Now if you ask me the Reason why I wish to be so 't is neither to bellow my self into a good Place at Court nor to avoid paying my Debts 't is to do a Publick Service to my Country 't is to put the fam'd Magna Charta in force In short Madam 't is to get a Bill pass whereby every pretty Woman in the Kingdom and then I am sure you 'll be included in it shou'd under the severest Penalties imaginable be prohibited to appear in Publick without her Mask on I have often wonder'd why our Senators flatter us with being a free People and pretend they have done such mighty things to secure our Liberty when we are openly plunder'd of it by the Ladies and that in the face of the Sun and on His Majesty's Highway I am a sad Instance Madam of this Truth I that but twelve Hours ago was as free as the wildest Savage in either Indies that Slept easily Talk'd cheerfully took my Bottle merrily and had nothing to rob me of one Minute's Pleasure now love to be alone make answers when no Body speaks to me Sigh when I least think on 't and tho' I still drag this heavy lifeless Carcase about me can give no more account of my own Movements than of what the two Armies are doing this very moment in Flanders By all these wicked Symptoms I terribly suspect I am in Love If that is my case and Lucinda does not prove as merciful as she is Charming the Lord have mercy on poor MIRTILLO To the Same at LONDON MADAM AT last but after a tedious Enquiry I have found out your Lodgings in Town and am pleas'd to hear you 're kept by who according to our last Advices from Lombard-street is Rich and Old two as good Qualities as a Man cou'd desire in a Rival May the whole World I heartily wish it consent to pay Tribute to all your Conveniences nay to your Luxury while I and none but I have the honour to administer to your Love Don't tell me your Obligations to him won't give you leave to be complaisant to a Stranger You are his Sovereign and 't is a standing Rule among us Casuists that under that capacity you can do him no wrong But you imagine he loves you because he presents you with so many fine Things After this rate the most impotent Wretches wou'd be the greatest Lovers for none are found to bribe Heaven or Women so high as those that have the most defects attone for You may take it for granted that half the Keeping-drones about the Town do it rather to follow the Mode or to please a vain Humour than out of Love to the Party they pretend to admire so and this foolish Affectation attends them in other things I cou'd tell you of a certain Lord that keeps a Chaplain in his House and allows him plentifully yet this Noble Peer is a rank Atheist in his Heart and believes nothing of the