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No. 558. Wednesday, June 23.

Qui fit, Macenas, ut nemo, quam fibi fortem
Seu ratio dederit, feu fors objecerit, illa
Contentus vivat: laudet diverfa fequentes?
O Fortunati mercatores, gravis annis
Miles ait, multo jam fractus membra labore!
Contra mercator, navim jactantibus auftris,
Militia eft potior. Quid enim? concurritur? hora
Memento cita mors venit, aut victoria læta.
Agricolam laudat juris legumque peritus,
Sub galli cantum confultor ubi oftia pulfat.
Ille, datis vadibus, qui rure extractus in urbem eft,
Solos felices viventes clamat in urbe.

Cætera de genere hoc (adeo funt multa) loquacem
Delaffare valent Fabium. Ne te morer, audi
Quo rem deducam. Si quis Deus, en ego dicat.
Jam faciam quod vultis: eris tu, qui modo miles,
Mercator: tu confultus modo rufticus. Hinc vos,
Vos hinc mutatis difcedite partibus. Eja,
Quid ftatis? Nolint. Atque licet effe beatis. Hor.

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is a celebrated Thought of Socrates, that if all the Misfortunes of Mankind were caft into a publick Stock, in order to be equally diftributed among the whole Species, those who now think themselves the most unhappy, would prefer the Share they are already poffefs'd of before that which would fall to them by fuch a Divifion. Horace has carried this Thought a great deal further in the Motto of my Paper, which implies that the Hardships or Misfortunes we lye under, are more eafy to us than those of any other Perfon would be, in case we could change Conditions with him.

As I was ruminating on these two Remarks, and feated in my Elbow-Chair, I infenfibly fell asleep; when, on a fudden, methought there was a Proclamation made by Jupiter, that every Mortal should bring in his Griefs

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and Calamities, and throw them together in a Heap. There was a large Plain appointed for this Purpofe. I took my Stand in the Center of it, and faw with a great deal of Pleasure the whole human Species marching one after another, and throwing down their feveral Loads, which immediately grew up into a prodigious Mountain, that seemed to rife above the Clouds.

THERE was a certain Lady of a thin airy Shape, who was very active in this Solemnity. She carried a magnifying Glafs in one of her Hands, and was cloathed in a loose flowing Robe, embroidered with feveral Figures of Fiends and Spectres, that discovered themselves in a thousand chimerical Shapes, as her Garment hovered in the Wind. There was fomething wild and distracted in her Looks. Her Name was FANCY. She led up every Mortal to the appointed Place, after having very officiously affifted him in making up his Pack, and laying it upon his Shoulders. My Heart melted within me to fee my Fellow-Creatures groaning under their respective Burthens, and to confider that prodigious Bulk of human Calamities which lay before me.

THERE were however feveral Perfons who gave me great Diverfion upon this Occafion. I obferved one bringing in a Fardel very carefully concealed under an old embroidered Cloak, which, upon his throwing it into the Heap, I discovered to be Poverty. Another, after a great deal of Puffing, threw down his Luggage; which, upon examining, I found to be his Wife.

THERE were Multitudes of Lovers fadled with very whimsical Burthens compofed of Darts and Flames; but what was very odd, tho' they fighed as if their Hearts would break under these Bundles of Calamities, they could not perfwade themselves to caft them into the Heap, when they came up to it; but after a few faint Efforts fhook their Heads and marched away, as heavy loaden as they came. I faw Multitudes of old Women throw down their Wrinkles, and feveral young ones who stripped themselves of a tawny Skin. There were very great Heaps of red Nofes, large Lips, and rufty Teeth. The Truth of it is, I was furpriz'd to fee the greatest Part of the Mountain made up of bodily Deformities. Obferving one advancing towards the Heap

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Heap with a larger Cargo than ordinary upon his Back, I found upon his near Approach, that it was only a natural Hump, which he difpofed of, with great Joy of Heart, among this Collection of human Miferies. There were likewise Diftempers of all Sorts, tho' I could not but obferve, that there were many more imaginary than real. One little Packet I could not but take Notice of, which was a Complication of all the Diseases incident to human Nature, and was in the Hand of a great many fine People: This was call'd the Spleen. But what most of all furpriz'd me, was a Remark I made, that there was not a fingle Vice or Folly thrown into the whole Heap: At which I was very much astonished, having concluded within my felf, that every one would take this Opportunity of getting rid of his Paffions, Prejudices and Frailties.

I took Notice in particular of a very profligate Fellow, who I did not queftion came loaden with his Crimes, but upon fearching into his Bundle, I found that inftead of throwing his Guilt from him, he had only laid down his Memory. He was followed by another worthless Rogue who flung away his Modefty inftead of his Ignorance.

WHEN the whole Race of Mankind had thus caft their Burdens, the Phantome which had been fo bufy on this Occafion, feeing me an idle Spectator of what paffed, approached towards me. I grew uneafy at her Prefence, when of a fudden fhe held her magnifying Glafs full before my Eyes. I no fooner faw my Face in it, but was ftartled at the Shortness of it, which now appeared to me in its utmoft Aggravation. The immoderate Breadth of the Features made me very much out of Humour with my own Countenance, upon which I threw it from me like a Mask. It happened very luckily, that one who ftood by me had juft before thrown down his Vifage, which, it seems, was too long for him. It was indeed extended to a moft fhameful length; I believe the very Chin was, modeftly speaking, as long as my whole Face. We had both of us an Opportunity of mending our felves, and all the Contributions being now brought in, every

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Man was at Liberty to exchange his Misfortune for those of another Perfon. But as there arose many new Incidents in the Sequel of my Vifion, I fhall referve them for the Subject of my next Paper.

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No. 559.

Friday, June 25.

Quid caufa eft, merità quin illis Jupiter ambas
Iratus buccas inflet: neque fe fore pofthac

Tam facilem dicat, votis ut præbeat aurem? Hor,

IN my laft Paper, I gave my Reader a Sight of that

feveral Calamities that inflict the Minds of Men. I faw, with unfpeakable Pleasure, the whole Species thus delivered from its Sorrows: though at the fame time, as we ftood round the Heap, and furveyed the feveral Materials of which it was compofed, there

sfcarce a Mortal in this vaft Multitude, who did not iscover what he thought Pleafures and Bleflings of L ; and wonder'd how the Owners of them ever came ok upon them as Burdens and Grievances.

AS we were regarding very attentively this Confufion of Miseries, this Chaos of Calamity, Jupiter issued out a fecond Proclamation, that every one was now at Liberty to exchange his Affliction, and to return to his Habitation with any fuch other Bundle as fhould be delivered to him.

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UPON this, FANCY began again to beftir her felf, and parcelling out the whole Heap with incredible Activity, recommended to every one his particular

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Packet. The Hurry and Confufion at this Time was not to be expreffed. Some Obfervations, which I made upon the Occafion, I fhall communicate to the Publick. A venerable grey headed Man, who had laid down theCholick, and who I found wanted an Heir to his Eftate, fnatched up an undutiful Son, that had been thrown into the Heap by his angry Father: The graceless Youth, in less than a quarter of an Hour, pulled the old Gentleman by the Beard, and had like to have knocked his Brains out; fo that meeting the true Father, who came towards him in a Fit of the Gripes, he begg'd him to take his Son again, and give him back his Cholick; but they were incapable either of them to recede from the Choice they had made. A poor Galley-flave, who had thrown down his Chains took up the Gout in their flead, but made fuch wry Faces, that one might eafily perceive he was no great Gainer by the Bargain. It was pleafant enough to fee the feveral Exchanges that were made, for Sickness against Poverty, Hunger againft want of Appetite, and Care against Pain.

THE Female World were very busy among themselves in bartering for Features; one was trucking a Lock of grey Heirs for a Carbuncle, another was making over a fhort Wait for a Pair of round Shoulders; and a third cheapning a bad Face for a loft Reputation: But on all thefe Occafions, there was not one of them who did not think the new Blemish, as foon as he had got it into her Poffeffion, much more difagreeable than the old one. I made the fame Obfervation on every other Misfortune or Calamity, which every one in the Affembly brought upon himself in lieu of what he had parted with; whether it be that all the Evils which befal us are in fome measure fuited and proportioned to our Strength, or that every Evil becomes more fupportable by our being accustomed to it, I fhall not determine.

I could not for my Heart forbear pitying the poor hump-back'd Gentleman mentioned in the former Paper, who went off a very well-fhap'd Perfon with a Stone in his Bladder; nor the fine Gentleman who had ftruck up this Bargain with him, that limped through a VOL. VIII.

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