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tempt, he attends to that Being who whispers better things w in his soul, and whom he looks upon as his defender, his gl and the lifter-up of his head. In his deepest solitude and reti ment, he knows that he is in company with the greatest of B ings; and perceives within himself such real sensations of L presence, as are more delightful than any thing that can be with in the conversation of his creatures. Even in the hour death, he considers the pains of his dissolution to be nothing els but the breaking down of that partition, which stands betwin his soul, and the sight of that Being, who is always present with him, and is about to manifest itself to him in fullness of joy.

"If we would be thus happy, and thus sensible of our Maker's presence, from the secret effects of his mercy and goodness, we must keep such a watch over all our thoughts, that, in the language of the scripture, his soul may have pleasure in us. We must take care not to grieve his holy spirit, and endeavour to make the meditations of our hearts always acceptable in his sight, that he may delight thus to reside and dwell in us.

The light

of nature could direct Seneca to this doctrine, in a very remark able passage among his epistles; Sacer inest nobis spiritus bonorum malorumque custos, et observator, et quemadmodum nos illum tractamus, ita et ille nos. There is a holy spirit re siding us, who watches and observes both good and evil men, and will treat us after the same mauner that we treat him. But I shall conclude this discourse with those more emphatical words in divine revelation: If a man love me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.'”

No. 574. FRIDAY, JULY 30.

Non possidentem multa vocaveris
Recte beatum: rectiùs occupat

Nomen beati, qui Deorum

Muneribus sapienter uti

Duramque callet pauperiem pati.

HOR, 4 Od. ix. 45.

Believe not those that lands possess,

And shining heaps of useless ore,

The only lords of happiness;

But rather those that know,

For what kind fates bestow,

And have the art to use the store;

That have the generous skill to bear

The hated weight of poverty.

CREECH.

I was once engaged in discourse with a Rosicrucian about the Great Secret. As this kind of men, (I mean those of them we are not professed cheats) are overrun with enthusiasm and philosophy, it was very amusing to hear this religious adept descanting on his pretended discovery. He talked of the secret, as of a spirit which lived within an emerald, and converted every thing that was near it to the highest perfection it was capable of. 'It gives a lustre, (says he,) to the sun, and water to the diamond. It irradiates every metal, and enriches lead with all the properties of gold. It heightens smoke into flame, flame into light, and light into glory. He further added, that a single ray of it dissipates pain, and care, and melancholy, from the person on whom it falls. In short, (says he,) its presence naturally changes every place into a kind of heaven.' After he had gone on for some time in this unintelligible cant, I found that he jumbled natural and moral ideas together into the same discourse, and that his great secret was nothing else but Content.

This virtue does indeed produce, in some measure, all those effects which the alchymist usually ascribes to what he calls the

Philosopher's Stone; and if it does not bring riches, it does the same thing, by banishing the desire of them. If it cannot remove the disquietudes arising out of a man's mind, body, or fortune, it makes him easy under them. It has, indeed, a kindly influence on the soul of man, in respect of every being to whom he stands related. It extinguishes all murmur, repining, and ingratitude towards that Being, who has allotted him his part to act in this world. It destroys all inordinate ambition, and every tendency to corruption, with regard to the community wherein he is placed. It gives sweetness to his conversation, and a perpetual serenity to all his thoughts.

Among the many methods which might be made use of, før the acquiring of this virtue, I shall only mention the two follow ing. First of all, a man should always consider how much he has more than he wants; and, secondly, how much more unhappy be might be, than he really is.

First of all, a man should always consider how much he has more than he wants. I am wonderfully pleased with the reply which Aristippus made to one who condoled him upon the loss of a farm; 'Why, (said he,) I have three farms still, and you have but one; so that I ought rather to be afflicted for you, than you for me.' On the contrary, foolish men are more apt to consider what they have lost, than what they possess and to fix ther eyes upon those who are richer than themselves, rather than those who are under greater difficulties. All the real pleasures and conveniencies of life lie in a narrow compass; but it is the humour of mankind to be always looking forward, and straining after one

a Condoled him. In verbs of Greek or Latin derivation and construction, to which the preposition oùv, or cum, softened into sym, and con, is prefixed, we now repeat the preposition, i. e. its equivalent in English, after the verb. Thus, we say, condole with, sympathize with, &c. The reason why we do not compound with with verbs of our own growth, as the Latins de cum, is, because this preposition, so placed, has an adversative sense: withhold, &c.-H.

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who has got the start of them in wealth and honour. For this reason, as there are none can be properly called rich, who have not more than they want; there are few rich men, in any of the politer nations, but among the middle sort of people, who keep their wishes within their fortunes, and have more wealth than they know how to enjoy. Persons of a higher rank live in a kind of splendid poverty, and are perpetually wanting, because, instead of acquiescing in the solid pleasures of life, they endeavour to outvie one another in shadows and appearances. Men of sense have, at all times, beheld, with a great deal of mirth, this silly game that is playing over their heads; and by contracting their desires, enjoy all that secret satisfaction which others are always in quest of. The truth is, this ridiculous chase after imaginary pleasures cannot be sufficiently exposed, as it is the great source of those evils which generally undo a nation. Let a man's estate be what it will, he is a poor man if he does not live within it, and naturally sets himself to sale to any one that can give him his price. When Pittacus, after the death of his brother, who had left him a good estate, was offered a great sum of money by the King of Lydia, he thanked him for his kindness, but told him he had already more by half than he knew what to do with. In short, content is equivalent to wealth, and luxury to poverty; or to give the thought a more agreeable turn, 'Content is natural wealth,' says Socrates; to which I shall add, 'Luxury is artificial poverty.' I shall, therefore, recommend to the consideration of those who are always aiming after superfluous and imaginary enjoyments, and will not be at the trouble of contracting their desires, an excellent saying of Bion the philosopher: namely,

a For this reason, as there are none [who] can be properly called rich, who have not more than they want. The irregularity of this sentence is made apparent, by the insertion of who, after none, where it must of necessity be understood. He should either have said-as none can be properly called rich, who, &c. or else—as there are none, who can be properly called rich, un less they have, &c.-H.

his computation, amounted to twenty-three hogsheads of October, four ton of port, half a kilderkin of small beer, nineteen barrels of cyder, and three glasses of champaigne; besides which, he had assisted at four hundred bowls of punch, not to mention sips, drams, and whets without number. I question not but every reader's memory will suggest to him several ambitious young men who are as vain in this particular as Will Funnell, and can boast of as glorious exploits.

Our modern philosophers observe, that there is a general de cay of moisture in the globe of the earth. This they chief ascribe to the growth of vegetables, which incorporate into their own substance many fluid bodies that never return again to their former nature: but, with submission, they ought to threw into their account those innumerable rational beings which fetch their nourishment chiefly out of liquids; especially when we com sider that men, compared with their fellow-creatures, drink much more than comes to their share.

But however highly this tribe of people may think of them selves, a drunken man is a greater monster than any that is to be found among all the creatures which God has made; as, indeed, there is no character which appears more despicable and de formed, in the eyes of all reasonable persons, than that of a drunkard. Bonosus, one of our countrymen, who was addicted to this vice, having set up for a share in the Roman empire, and being defeated in a great battle, hanged himself. When he was seen by the army in this melancholy situation, notwithstanding he had behaved himself very bravely, the common jest was, that the thing they saw hanging upon the tree before them was not s man but a bottle.

This vice has very fatal effects on the mind, the body, and fortune of the person who is devoted to it.

In regard to the mind, it first of all discovers every flaw in it

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