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A43173 Proteus redivivus, or, The art of wheedling or insinuation obtain'd by general conversation and extracted from the several humours, inclinations, and passions of both sexes, respecting their several ages, and suiting each profession or occupation / collected and methodized by the author of the first part of the English rogue. Head, Richard, 1637?-1686? 1675 (1675) Wing H1272; ESTC R13684 160,760 370

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he proffers honour he awakens the Passion which possesseth them and engageth them in unlawful ways to compass pernicious designs and endeavours to perswade them that whatsoever they commit though never so bad if reputation may he gotten thereby is glorious and praise worthy He sollicits the voluptuous by infamous pleasures if he cannot commend their Villanies he seeks out names to excuse them he terms that natural which is irrational and as if Nature and Reason were at Enmity he counsels them to follow the former and forsake the latter He encourageth the Furious to Revenge he gives gallant Titles to shameful Passions he endeavours to make the resentment of an injury pass for an act of Justice and Gallantry and contradicting all Maxims of Christianity he establisheth the greatness of courage in hatred and Murder He perswades the avaritious that there is nothing more generally sought after than Riches that our Ancestors have reverenced it that our Successors will honour it that people who differ in other opinions agree in the reputation they put hereupon that Poverty is infamous that it is the contempt of Rich men and indeed the scorn of most men Non habet infoelix Paupertas durius in se Quam quod ridiculos homines facit There 's naught in Poverty so bad as this Applaudits ne'r attend it but an Hiss In fine these two colloguing Enemies the Wheedle and the Devil undo alike by flattering men they gain upon their understandings by their affections so beat them with their own Weapons and by a dangerous piece of cunning employ their Passions to corrupt their wills In what manner the Wheedle works upon the Passions to his advantage shall be discoursed in some following Chapters CHAP. X. Of the Number of the Passions DIvers are the Opinions of men about the Passions some will have them placed in the neathermost parts of the Soul some imagin they are framed in the Body and thus they differ too about their numbers some will acknowledge but two as Aristotle c. The Academicks admit of four principal Passions Desire and Fear Joy and Sorrow and that all others are comprehended by them thus Hope Audacity and Choler are ranked under Desire Despair and Aversion under Fear and that all of them together do determine in Joy or Sorrow The Peripateticks did multiply them and grounded their Number upon the divers motions of the Soul for the Soul say they hath either an inclination or aversion to the Objects with which she is either pleased or displeased and this is Love or Hatred or else she shuns them and this is Eschewing or she draws near unto them and this is Desire or she promiseth to her self the fruition of what she wisheth and this is Hope or she cannot defend her self from the Evil which she apprehends and this is Despair or she endeavours to withstand it and this is Audacity or she chears her self up to overcome it and this is Choler Lastly she either possesseth the good and this is Joy or suffereth the evil and this is Sorrow Others will have the Passions to be in Number just Eleven Love Desire Delight Hatred Abomination Sorrow Hope Despair Fear Ire and Audacity this may be experimented in most Beasts but especially in a Wolf preying on a Sheep and rescued by the Shepheard and his Dogs A French Philosopher and a very witty and wise man ranks the Passions after this manner which he calls simple Passions and thus he defines them First Love whereby the Soul doth issue out of her self and is a motion of the Appetite whereby the Soul is enclined towards a supposed good in order to its union thereunto Monsieur Senault is of the same opinion with St. Augustine maintaining that Love is the only Passion which doth agitate us or hath operations in us for all the motions which molest the Soul are but so many disguised Loves our Fears and Desires our Hopes and Despairs our Delights and Sorrows are countenances which Love puts on according to the events of good or bad success and as the Sea carries diverse names according to the different parts of the Earth which are thereby watered so doth Love change her name according to the different estates wherein she finds her self or as among the Heathen every perfection of the Almighty past for a several Deity so amongst Philosophers the different qualities of Love have been taken for different Passions Secondly Hate whereby the Soul retires into her self and separating her self recedes from the Evil. Thirdly Pleasure is a motion of the Appetite whereby the Soul is dilated and spreads her self into the Good in order to her more absolute Possession thereof Fourthly Grief is a motion of the Appetite whereby the Soul contracts her self to shun the Evil which presses upon her Fifthly Constancy is a motion whereby the Soul is fortified and grows resolute in order to the resistance of those ills that set upon her Sixthly Consternation is a motion whereby the Soul is weakned and gives way to the violence of the Evil. Seventhly Audacity violently bestirs her self against the Evil to overcome it Eightly Fear faintly retreats and with a certain precipitation shuns the Evil which she sees coming upon her The compounded Passions according to his opinion are Hope Arrogance Impudence Emulation Anger Repentance Shame Jealousie Compassion Envy and Agony First Hope is a mixture of the Good and the constancy a man expresses in opposing the difficulties whereby it is encompassed Secondly Arrogance proceeds from Philauty or Self-love and the audacity a man hath to surprize another Thirdly Impudence is framed of the pleasure and confidence a man hath to do unhandsom things Fourthly Emulation is a mixture of grief unto which man is subject for not being Master of those Perfections with which he imagins another to be invested and the hope of being able to acquire them Fifthly Anger consists in the grief which a man endures for an injury received and the audacity he hath to retort it Sixthly Repentance proceeds from the grief which a man conceives from the Evil which he hath committed attended by a detestation of it which may be termed a kind of Audacity Seventhly Shame proceeds from a mixture of Grief and fear of Infamy Eightly Jealousie is a composition of Love Hate Fear and Despair Ninthly Compassion consists of the grief which other mens misfortunes raise in us and a fear that we our selves may fall into the like inconveniences Tenthly Envy is a mixture of grief and a certain Despair of coming to the enjoyment of that good which we see happen to others Lastly Agony is a mixture of grief fear and audacity To give you a particular account of all the Passions with their Characters at large describing all the good and bad uses that are to be made of them will be a task too remote from my present subject however I shall acquaint you how the Wheedle fingles out some of them and what large advantages he makes of them
thriving like a Toad by feeding on what is bad or venemous CHAP. XI That Passions are the seeds of Vice from whence the Wheedle receives frequently a plentiful Harvest WE must in the first place presuppose that the sensual appetite is devided into two parts Concupiscible and Irascible one coveting the other invading yet are not two faculties or powers of the Soul but one only power and faculty which hath two inclinations for as there is but one power of hearing and seeing though with two Ears and two Eyes so we have one sensual Appetite with a double inclination one coveting and desiring and the other invading and oppugning by the former it pursues good and shuns evil by the latter it either complies with or opposes the difficulties which present themselves For as the Universe consists and is full of things contrary and opposite one to the other so there is not any thing can continue in it without meeting with Enemies which assault and endeavour to destroy it Wherefore it was the work of the Providence of Nature to bestow on every individual thing not only the virtues which were necessary for the Execution of its ordinary and as it were of its Domestick functions but also those which should secure it against the attempts of others and prevent the violences which it might be exposed to abroad Upon this account it is that all things have some qualities conducive to the preservation of their being and others enabling them to oppose what is contrary thereunto Man above all the Creatures of the Creation might boast of and rejoyce in his safety and security continually guarded by Reason were it not for the Passions which since our ejectment out of the State of Innocency have revolted from Reason whence they had their orders and are become disloyal no longer acknowledging the voice of their Soveraign but obey what first commands them and take part with a Tyrant as with their legitimate Prince This is nothing to be wondered at since the Passions are no farther distant from Vices than they are from Virtue as in the confusion of the Chaos Fire and water were mingled together so is evil with good in the affections of the Soul and from those fatal Mines Iron is as well drawn out as Gold Man ought therefore to keep himself always on his guard and knowing that he carrieth about him in his Bosom both Life and Death it behoveth him to be as circumspect in his comportments as those who walk upon the edge of a Precipice These Passions as they are highly prejudicial nay sometimes destructive to every particular person in whom they are disordered so are the greatest mischiefs in general hatcht or occasioned by these insolent affections if Love and Hatred could be exiled from the Earth Murder and Adultery could not there be found Men may accuse Poets for Fictions but these Passions have committed more Errors than the others have invented An unlawful Love put all Greece into Arms and the flames thereof reduced the goodliest City of all Asia to Ashes How infinite is the number of private families which have been utterly ruin'd by this Passion instigated by Villanous men expecting from their fall a rise considerable Jealousie between Caesar and Pompey was the loss of the lives of more than a Million of Men the world was divided in their quarrel their Ambition put Arms into the hands of all people and the world doth yet bemoan this Disaster the spoils of this Shipwrack are yet seen and the States of Europe are but so many pieces which did compose the Body of that Puissant Common-wealth Thus Jealousie when irritated and heightned becomes destructive to private persons how many horrid Murders are committed yearly upon that account alone in Italy where is there a place wherein men are not strangely agitated by this Passion in such sort that at last they prove the fatal Instruments of their own ruin What advantage our Wheedle can make of this Passion I know not unless perswaded by lust to make a separation between Man and Wife he hopes thereby to gain the enjoyment and possession of her The jealous or superstitious man of all men is the unfittest person for him to deal with being given so much to mistrust that it is impossible for one to make him believe any thing above a quarter of an hour and if any thing intervene in that time which seems to contradict that Report he takes you for his Enemy and he becomes yours implacable without a cause No man need to plot mischief against him for he is one that watches it himself with a learing eye for fear it should escape him Much circumspection and caution must be had when you are in his company how you speak for most words he takes in a wrong sense and thinks whatever ill is spoken of another reflects upon him and not a jest can be thrown but he will make it hit him and herein you will find his humour insupportable he shall stamp swear sweat and chafe that he is abused and at last fretting fling out of the room with a quarrel to every man stung and gald and no men know less the occasion than they that have given it Have a care how you laugh in his company it is of a dangerous consequence for he imagins it can be at nothing but at him and should you whisper it is absolute Conspiracy Such men can never have friends because they cannot trust so far they are continually wronging others because they think they wrong them and as they continually accuse others when they are not guilty so they are always defending themselves when they are not accused finally you were best let them alone for behave your self how you will it shall go hard but that you must abuse them whether you will or no and not one Bodle for your labour Of LOVE IT is pity that Love which is the holiest Passion of the Soul should meet with so many impious Persons which corrupt it and contrary to its own inclinations make it deserve their designs by turning natural Love into self-Love making the Spring head of good the Original of all out Evil For before Adams fall man had no love save only for good but since his disobedience his love changed Nature he who looked on another mans advantage and his own with the same eye began to separate them and forgeting what he ow'd to God he made a God of himself ruling his affections by his own interests and resolving to Love no longer any thing but what was profitable and pleasing unto him This mischief like Poyson disperst it self through the whole Fabrick of Nature and who is there now nay amongst the Religious and Severe Professers who is not a Philautist who is so much a self-lover that he makes most of his designs Pimping Procurers to his benefit and delight For self-love which leans always towards the flesh will have the Slave to govern the Master and that the Body
his Nature so it is a proof of his indigence and a Passion which he cannot with Reason employ against any of his Fellow-Creatures nor irritate or provoke one against the other for any selfish design Self-love is a considerable Propagator of this disorder for were he more regulate in his affections he would be more moderate in his aversions and not consulting his own interests he would hate nothing but what is truly odious but he is so unjust as to judge of things only by the credit he bears them condemning them when they displease and approving them when they like he would have them change qualities too according to his several humours that like Chamelions they should assume his Colours and accomodate themselves to his desires nay he would be if it were possible the Center of the World and that all Creatures should have no other Inclinations than what he possesseth Whatsoever is most fair seems ugly to him if it likes him not the bright beams of Virtue dazle his eyes because that Virtue condemns his faults and Truth becomes the object of his Hatred because she censures his Lyings Flatteries and abominations To conclude he loves none but whom he may gain by and hates all that any way impede or obstruct his crafty designs yet he carries his hatred to all so closely that Revenge shall be executed before any discovery can be made and knows how to excuse it too to the offended by throwing the fault on some other of his supposed foes obtains the benefit of a double Revenge In short he loves himself so well that he can be a real friend to none and the best way to secure your self from him is to have no correspondence with him but if you needs must let him never enter into a familiarity with you and then like the Adder losing his forked Sting his Love and Hatred will be useless and ineffectual The next Passion we treated on was Desire and its opposit is Eschewing or Shunning SInce punishment is more sensible than Vice it is eschew'd with the greater care and fear and there are few People who do not rather love to be faulty than unfortunate We run from an infected City in such Droves as if we were going to defend the Fronteers from some Forreign invasion and a Lord have mercy on us writ on a door will make us go a mile about to shun the infection and yet we draw near to all sorts of bad and infectious Company so long till the Lord knows what will become of us Pestilential Infections may work an alteration in our health but evil Society will tob us of our innocency Good natures by compliance to company are frequently depraved and though they have a natural love to good things yet the Wheedle by contrary suggestions choaks those honest desires for he never gets by Virtue it is Vice that is the Iackawl which finds him out his sustenance and to this end he defends Vice who to enlarge the Empire thereof endeavours to make it appear lovely and glorious but he hath a special care not to show her by daylight he hids her in dark and obscure places and none but complices are witnesses of her beauty Sometimes the Wheedle with his other Partakers will raise her on a Throne and use their utmost craft to win her glory they cover it with the Mantle of Virtue and if it hath any thing of affinity with its Enemy by changing names they make one pass for the other thus Revenge they call greatness of courage Incontinency Natures irresistable commands c. and no wonder if the ignorant are deluded with these false titles when the best Wits suffer themselves to be perswaded and led away by their loose and lewd Reasons In a word all that the Wheedle can act as to this Passion is to hinder men from loving Virtue and to stop their desires in seeking after her and by his evil Counsel lead them a quite different way teaching them to lay traps for chastity prompting them to pleasure exciting to Choler and at last losing all shame and fear they give freedom to all their Passions to their utter ruine and destruction OF DESPAIR MAny are the advantages which men make of Hope buoying it up in others for their own particular advantage but as to the contrary Passion Despair I know not what use the Wheedle can make of it unless it be to perswade some of his Rich Relations to hang themselves as a Father or an elder Brother or a perverse peevish wife whom he would have to quit the stage of the world that another whom he hath already unlawfully chosen may act her part with him in her stead But now if we rightly consider the nature of Despair we shall find it doth as well prompt us to consult our preservation as precipitate us into destruction Let others when threatned with some great disaster or involved amongst a thousand intollerable Evils lay violent hands on themselves this VVheedle will make another use of this Passion for he prudently observes that as this Passion takes men off from the pursuit of a difficult good which surpasseth their power so are there a thousand occasions met withal in mans life wherein she may be advantagiously made use of and there is no condition how great so ever in this world which needs not her asistance For mens powers are limitted and the Greater part of their designs are very difficult or impossible Hope and Audacity which animate them have more of heat than government Led on by these blind Guides they would throw themselves headlong into precipices did not Despair withhold them and by knowing their weaknesses divert them from their rash enterprizes Hope engageth us too easily in a danger but then we must praise Despair which finds a means to free us from it Our Wheedle always implores the assistance of Despair before things are gone too far and reduced to an extremity If Princes took this course and so measure their forces before they undertake a war they would not be enforced to make a dishonourable peace If they know their forces inferiour to those of their enemies whereby the advantage lyes not on their side Despair wisely managed causeth them to retreat and this Passion repairing the faults of Hope and Audacity makes them keep their Soldiers till another time when they may assuredly promise themselves the Victory for Despair is more cautious than couragious and aims more at the safety than glory of a Nation In short these are the two Principal uses are to be made of this Passion First Despair in its birth is fearful and hath no other design than to divert the Soul from the vain seeking after an impossible good this is a great piece of prudence and policy to keep aloof from a difficult good which we think we cannot compass Secondly and lastly when the mischief is extream and the danger is so great as it cannot be evaded then must we make a
Lap I rais'd my self from bed And mounting Steed I trotted to the Waters The Rendez-vouz of feign'd or sickly Praters Cuckolds Whores Citizens their Wives and Daughters My squeamish Stomach I with Wine had brib'd To undertake the Dose it was prescrib'd But turning head a sudden noisom view That Innocent provision over-threw And without drinking made me Purge and Spew Looking on t'other side a thing I saw Who some men said could handle Sword and Law It stalkt it star'd and up and down did strut And seem'd as furious as a Stagg at Rut. As wise as Calf it lookt as big as Bully But bandled prov'd a meer Sir Nich'las Cully A Bawling Fop a natural Noaks and yet He dar'd to censure as if he had Wit In short no malice need on him be thrown Nature has done the business of Lampoon And in his looks his Character hath shown Endeavouring this irksom sight to baulk And a more irksom noise his silly talk I silently slunk down to th' Lower VValk But often when one would Carybdis shun Down upon Scylla 't is ones fate to run So here it was my cursed Fate to find As great a Fop though of another kind A tall stiff Fool who walkt in Spanish guise The Buckram Poppet never stir'd it's eyes But grave as Owl it lookt as VVoodcock wise He scorn'd the empty talking of this Age And spoke all Proverb Sentence and Adage A man of parts and yet he can dispence VVith the formality of speaking sense From hence unto the upper end I ran Where a new Scene of foppery began Amongst the serious and Phanatick Elves Fit company for none besides themselves Assembled thus each his Distemper told Scurvy Stone Stranguery Some were so bold To charge the Spleen to be their Misery And on the wise Disease bring infamy But none were half so Modest to complain Their want of Learning Honesty and Brain The general diseases of that Train These call themselves Embassadors of Heav'n And saucily pretend Commissions giv'n But should an Indian King whose small command Seldom extends above ten miles of Land Send forth such wretched Fools in an Embassage He 'd sind but small effects of such a Message Next after these a foolish whining Crew Of Sisters frail were offer'd to my view The things did talk but th' hearing what they said I did my self the kindness to evade Looking about I saw some Gypsies too Faith Brethren they can Cant as well as you Nature hath plac'd these VVretches beneath scorn They can't be call'd so vil'd as they are born Amidst the crowd next I my self convay'd For now were come White-wash paint being laid Mother and Daughters Mistress and the Maid And Squire with VVigg and Pantaloons display'd But ne're could Conventicle Play or Fair For a true Medley with this Herd compare Here Squires Ladies and some say Countesses Chandlers Egg Bacon-women and Semstresses Were mixt together nor did they agree More in their humours than their quality Here waiting for Gallant young Damsel stood Leaning on Cane and muffled up in hood The VVould-be-wit whose business was to woo With that remov'd and solemn scrape of shoo Advanceth bowing then gentilely shrugs And ruffled Foretop into order Tugs And thus accosts her Madam methinks the weather Is grown much more serene since you came hither You influence the heav'ns and should the Sun With-draw himself to see his rays out-done Your brighter Eyes could then supply the Morn And make a Day before a Day be born With mouth scru'd up conceited winking eyes And breasts thrust forwards Lord Sir she replyes It is your goodness and not my deserts Which makes you show this Learning Wit and Parts He Puzl'd bites his nail both to display The sparkling Ring and think what next to say And thus breaks forth afresh Madam I Gad Your luck at Cards last Night was very bad At Cribidge fifty nine and the next show To make the game and yet to want those two Gad Damme Madam I 'm the Son of a Whore If in my life I saw the like before Tir'd with this dismal stuff away I ran Where were two Wives with Girls just fit for Man Short Breath'd with pallid Lips and Visage wan Some Court'sies past and the old Complement Of being glad to see each other spent With hand in hand they lovingly did walk And one began thus to renew the talk I pray Good Madam if it may be thought No Rudeness what cause was it hither brought Your Ladyship She soon replying smil'd We have a good Estate but have no Child And I 'm inform'd these Wells will make a barren Woman as fruitful as a Coney-warren The first return'd for this cause I am come For I can have no quietness at home My Husband grumbles though we have got one This poor young Girl and mutters for a Son Is' t so quoth t'other faith I pity then Your Husband much and all such sapless Men. Poor foolish Fribbles who by subtlety Of Midwife truest Friend to Lechery Perswaded are to be at pains and charge To give their Wives occasion to enlarge Their silly heads for here walk Cuff and Kick Who wait for Women or lay wait to Nick. From these the Waters got the Reputation Of good Assistants unto Generation Now Warlike men were got into the throng With hair ty'd back singing a Bawdy Song Not much afraid I got a nearer view And 't was my chance to know the dreadful Crew Who are though gaudily they thus appear Damn'd to the stint of Thirty pound a year With Hawk on fist or Greyhound led in hand The Dogs and Foot-boys they command And having trim'd a cast off Spavind-horse With three hard pincht for Guinnys in the Purse Two rusty Pistols Scarf about the Arse Coat lin'd with Red they here presume to swell This goes for Captain that for Colonel So the Bear-Garden-Ape on his Steed mounted No longer is a Jackanapes accounted But is by virtue of his Trumpery then Call'd by the Name of the Young Gentleman Bless me thought I what thing is man that thus In all his Shapes he is ridiculous Our selves with noise of Reason we do please In vain Humanity is our worst disease Thrice happy Beasts are who because they be Of Reason void are so of Foppery Troth I was so asham'd that with remorse I us'd the Insolence to mount my Horse For He doing only things fit for his Nature Did seem to me by much the Wiser Creature The next things we shall insist upon must necessarily be the Passions which are opposit to the six former we have already discourst of the first was Love and its contrary is HATRED IF the Wheedle were an universal good he would love every particular good and were he endued with all the perfections that are found in all men he would find none that would contrary him but he is unjust because he is poor and his aversion takes its original from his Poverty Hatred then as it is a weakness in