Of spungy sycophants; who stands unmov'd, Who can enjoy himself, maugre the throng, Adorning, not affecting majesty; Whose brow is wreathed with a silver crown is a king, And of this empire every man's possess'd That's worth his soul. Antonio and Melida.-Marston. DCXLI. Beauty has been the delight and torment of the world ever since it began. There is something irresistible in a beauteous form; the most severe will not pretend, that they do not feel an immediate prepossession in favour of the handsome. No one denies them the privilege of being first heard, and being regarded before others in matters of ordinary consideration. At the same time the handsome should consider that it is a possession as it were, foreign to them. No one can give it himself, or preserve it when they have it. Yet so it is, that people can bear any quality better than beauty.-Steele. DCXLII. Dire was his thought, who first in poison steep'd To fill the veins with death instead of life. DCXLIII. Anonymous. The ready way to the right employment of life is, by a prospect towards another, to have but a very mean opinion of it.-Spectator. DCXLIV. The hottest horse will oft be cool, The friar will often play the fool, DCXLV. Old Song. If frugality were established in the state, if our expenses were laid out rather in the necessaries than the superfluities of life, there might be fewer wants, and even fewer pleasures, but infinitely more happiness. The rich and the great would be better able to satisfy their creditors; they would be better able to marry their children; and instead of one marriage at present, there might be two, if such regulations took place.-Goldsmith. DCXLVI. It is heaven upon earth to have a man's mind move in charity, rest in providence, and turn upon the poles of truth.-Lord Bacon. DCXLVII. An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie; for an excuse is a lie guarded.—Pope. DCXLVIII. I forget whether advice be among the last things which Ariosto says are to be found in the moon, that and time ought to have been there.-Swift. DCXLIX. True joy is a serene and sober motion: and they are miserably out that take laughing for rejoicing: the seat of it is within, and there is no cheerfulness like the resolutions of a brave mind, that has fortune under its feet. -Seneca. DCL. A night of fretful passion may consume On Female Gamesters-Sheridan. DCLI. A beautiful eye makes silence eloquent, a kind eye makes contradiction an assent, an enraged eye makes beauty deformed. This little member gives life to every other part about us, and I believe the story of Argus implies no more, than that the eye is in every part; that is to say, every other part would be mutilated, were not its force represented more by the eye than even by itself.-Spectator. DCLII. I know a great officer of the army, who will sit for some time with a supercilious and impatient silence, full of anger and contempt for those who are talking; at length of a sudden demand audience, decide the matter in a short dogmatical way; then withdraw himself again, and vouchsafe to talk no more, until his spirits circulate again to the same point.-Swift. DCLIII. Nay, dally not with time, the wise man's treasure, DCLIV. Old Play. It is a maxim with me (and I would recommend it to others also, upon the score of prudence) whenever I lose a person's friendship, who generally commences enemy, to engage a fresh friend in his place: and this may be best effected by bringing over some of one's enemies; by which means one is a gainer, having the same number of friends at least, if not an enemy the less. Such a method of proceeding should, I think, be as regularly observed, as the distribution of vacant riband, upon the death of the knights of the garter.-Shenstone. DCLV. An inconstant woman is one who is no longer in love: a false woman, is one who is already in love with another person: a fickle woman is she who neither knows whom she loves, nor whether she loves or no: and the indifferent woman, one who does not love at all.-Bru gere. DCLVI. Taking my opinion of the English from the virtues and vices practised among the vulgar, they at once present to a stranger all their faults, and keep their virtues up only for the inquiring eye of a philosopher.—Goldsmith. DCLVII. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, DCLVIII. G. Herbert. Strong conceit is a kind of mental rudder which reason should hold for the purpose of steering the mind into its right course; but reason too frequently suffers itself to be carried away by the strong gales of a corrupt and vitiated fancy, and by the violence of these perturbations which unrestrained passions create.-Burton. DCLIX. Pride is as loud a beggar as want, and a great deal more saucy. When you have bought one fine thing, you must buy ten more, that your appearance may be all of a piece; but it is easier to suppress the first desire, than to satisfy all that follow it.-Franklin. DCLX. It is certainly a mistake in the ancients to draw the little gentleman Love as a blind boy; for his real character is a little thief that squints; for ask Mrs. Meddle, who is a confidant, or spy, upon all the passions in town, and she will tell you that the whole is a game of cross purposes. The lover is generally pursuing one who is in pursuit of another, and running from one that desires to meet him.-Steele. DCLXI. To tell our own secrets is generally folly, but that folly is without guilt; to communicate those with which we are intrusted is always treachery, and treachery for the most part combined with folly.-Johnson. DCLXII. Essential honour must be in a friend, Not such as every breath fans to and fro; But born within, is its own judge and end, And dares not sin, though sure that none should know. Where friendship's spoke, honesty's understood; For none can be a friend that is not good. DCLXIII. Cath. Phillips. A player is a volume of various conceits or epitome of time, who by his representation and appearance makes things long past seeme present. He is much like the compters in arithmeticke, and may stand one while for a king, another while for a begger, many times as a mute or cypher. Sometimes hee represents that which in his life he scarse practises-to be an honest man. To the point, he oft personates a rover, and therein comes neerest to himselfe. If his action prefigure passion, he raues, rages, and protests much by his painted heauens, and seemes in the heighth of this fit ready to pull Ioue out of the garret, where pershanse hee lies leaning on his elbowes, or is imployed to make squips and crackers to grace the play. His audience are often-times iudicious, but his chiefe admirers are commonly young wanton chamber-maids, who are so taken with his posture and gay clothes, they neuer come to be their owne women after. Hee exasperates men's enormities in publike view, and tels them their faults on the stage, not as being sorry for them, but rather wishes still hee might finde more occasions to worke on. He is the generall corrupter of spirits, yet vntainted, inducing them by gradation to much lasciuious deprauity. He is a perspicuity of vanity in variety, and suggests youth to perpetuate such vices, as otherwise they had haply nere heard of. He is (for the most part) a notable hypocrite, seeming what he is not, and is indeed what he seemes not. And if he lose one of his fellow stroules, in the |