'them who undertakes that Work by the great, I can't tell; but there are 'more remarkable Infcriptions in that place than in any other I have met with; and I may fay without Vanity, that there is not a Gentleman in Eng• land better read in Tomb-ftones than my felf, my Studies having laid very much in Church-yards. I fhall beg 'leave to fend you a Couple of Epitaphs, for a Sample of those I have just now ' mentioned. They are written in a • different manner; the firft being in 'the diffused and luxuriant, the second

in the close contracted Stile. The 'firft has much of the Simple and ડ Pathetick; the fecond is fomething Light, but Nervous. The first is • thus:

Here Thomas Sapper lyes inter'd, Ab why!
Born in New England, did in London die ;
Was the third Son of Eight, begot upon
His Mother Martha by his Father John.
Much favour'd by his Prince began to be,
But nipt by Death at th' Age of Twenty Three.
Fatal to him was that we Small-pox name,
By which his Mother and two Brethren came
Alfo to breathe their laft nine Years before,
And now have left their Father to deplore
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The Lofs of all his Children, with his Wife,
Who was the foy and Comfort of his Life.

The Second is as follows:

Here lies the Body of Daniel Saul,
Spittle-fields Weaver, and that's all

"I will not difmifs you, whilft I am upon this Subject, without fending a fhort Epitaph which I once met with, though I cannot poffibly recollect the Place. The Thought of it is ferious, and, in my opinion, the fineft that ĺ "ever met with upon this Occafion. You know, Sir, it is ufual, after ha ving told us the Name of the Perfon who lies interred, to launch out into •his Praises. This Epitaph takes a quite contrary Furn, having been made by the Perfon himself fome time before his Death..

Hic jacet R. C. in expectatione diei fupremis Qualis erat dies ifte indicabit.

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• Here lieth R. G. in expectation of the laft Day. What fort of a Man he was, that Day will discover.

I am, SIR, &c.

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THE following Letter is dated from

Cambridge.

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HSpeculations, an Effay upon Phy

AVING lately read among your

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fiognomy, I cannot but think that if you made a Vifit to this ancient Univerfity, you might receive very confiderable Lights upon thatˆ Subject, 'there being scarce a young Fellow in it who does not give certain Indications of his particular Humour and Difpofition conformable to the Rules of that Art. In Courts and Cities every 'body lays a Conftraint upon his Countenance, and endeavours to look like 'the rest of the World; but the Youth of this Place, having not yet formed themselves by Converfation, and the 'Knowledge of the World, give their Limbs and Features their full play.

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AS you have confidered Human • Nature in all it's Lights, you must be extremely well apprized, that there is a very close Correspondence between 'the outward and the inward Man; 'that fcarce the leaft Dawning, the leaft 'Parturiency towards a Thought can be 'ftirring in the Mind of Man, without C 2 pro

producing a fuitable Revolution in his Exteriors, which will easily discover 'it felf to an Adept in the Theory of 'the Phiz. Hence it is, that the intrinfick "Worth and Merit of a Son of Almå ⚫ Mater is ordinarily calculated from the 'Caft of his Vifage, the Cantour of 'his Perfon, the Mechanifm of his Dress, the Difpofition of his Limbs, the manner of his Gate and Air, with a num ́ber of Circumstances of equal Confequence and Information. The Practitioners in this Art often make use of a Gentleman's Eyes, to give 'em Light С into the Posture of his Brains; take a "handle from his Nofe, to judge of the fize of his Intellects; and interpret the over-much Visibility and Pertness of one Ear, as an infallible mark of Reprobation, and a fign the Owner of fo faucy a Member fears neither God nor Man. In conformity to this Scheme, a contracted Brow, a lumpifh down-caft Look, a fober sedate Pace, with both Hands dangling quiet and teddy in Lines exactly parallel to each lateral Pocket of the Galligaskins, is Logick, Metaphyficks and Mathematicks in Perfection. So likewife 'the Belles Lettres are typified by a Saun

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'ter in the Gate, a Fall of one Wing of the Peruke backward, an Infertion of one Hand in the Fob, and a negligent fwing of the other, with a Pinch C of right and fine Barcelona between Finger and Thumb, a due Quantity of the fame upon the upper Lip, and a Noddle-cafe loaden with Pulvil. A'gain, a grave folemn ftalking Pace is Heroick Poetry, and Politicks; an unequal one, a Genius for the Ode, and the modern Ballad; and an open Breaft, with an audacious Difplay of the Holand Shirt, is conftrued a fatal Tendency to the Art Military.

I might be much larger upon these Hints, but I know whom I write to. If you can graft any Speculation upon them, or turn them to the Advantage of the Perfons concerned in them, you will do a Work very becoming the British Spectator, and oblige

Your very bumble Servant,

Tom. Tweer.