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are called Lovers. I am so trifled with, says he, by this , Generation of both Sexes, and find it so impossible to please

them, whether 1 grant or refuse their Petitions, that I Shall order a Western Wind for the future to intercept them in their Pasage, and blow them at random upon the Earnb. The last Petition I heard was from a very aged Man of near an hundred Years old, begging but for one rear more of Life, and then promising to die contented. This is the rarejt old Fellow ! says Jupiter. He has made this Prayer to me for above twenty Years together. When he was but fifty Years old, he desired only that he might lieve io See his Son settled in the World, I granted it. He then begged the same Favour for his Daughter, and afterwards that he might see the Education of a Grandfon: When all this was brought about he puts up a Petition that he

might live to finish a House he was building. In fport, he · is an unreasonable old Cur, and never wants an Excuse ;

I will hear no more of him. Upon which, he flung dówx the Trap-Door in a Pasion; and was resolved to give no more Audiences that Day.

NOTWITHSTANDING the Levity of this Fable, the Moral of it very well deserves our Attention, and is the same with that which has been inculcated by Socrates and Plato, not to mention Juvenal and Persius, who have each of them made the finest Satire in their whole Works upon this Subject. The Vanity of Mens Wishes, which are the natural Prayers of the Mind, as well as many of those secret Devotions which they offer to the Supreme Being, are sufficiently exposed by it. A. mong other Reasons for set Forms of Prayer, I have of. ten thought it a very good one, that by this means the Folly and Extravagance of Mens Desires may be kept within due Bounds, and not break out in absurd and ridiculous Petitions on so great and folemn an Occasion.

Friday,

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The Transformation of Fidelio into a Looking Glass.
I Was lately at a Tea-Table, where some young Ladies
| entertained the Company with a Relation of a Co-

quette in the Neighbourhood, who had been discover.' • ed practising before her Glass. To turn the Discourse, • which from being witty grew to be malicious, the Ma• tron of the Family took occasion, from the Subject, to • wish that there were to be found amongst. Men such faith* ful Monitors to dress the Mind by, as we consult to • adorn the Body. She added, that if a sincere Friend • were miraculously changed into a Looking-Glass, the • should not be ashamed to ask its Advice very often. This . whimsical Thought worked so much upon my Fancy the • whole Evening, that it produced a very odd Dream.

" METHOUGHT, that as I stood before my • Glass, the Image of a Youth, of an open ingenious • Aspect, appeared in it; who with a small fhrill Voice. • spoke in the following manner.

1 THE Looking-Glass, you see,was heretofore a Man. • even I the unfortunate Fidelio. I had two Brothers, • whose Deformity in Shape was made out by the Clear: • ness of their Underftanding: It must be owned how• ever, that (as it generally happens) they had each a Per6 verseness of Humour suitable to their Distortion of.Body. The eldest, whole Belly funk in monstrously, was a great • Coward ; and tho' his splenetick contracted Temper « made him take fire immediately, he made Objects that • beset him appear greater than they were. The second, whose Breast swelled into a bold Relievo, on the con

o tary,

.. trary, took great pleasure in lessening every thing, and

was perfectly the Reverse of his Brother. These Odd. • nesses pleased Company once or twice, but disgusted • when often seen ; for which reason the young Gentle- men were sent from Court to study Mathematicks at the University.

I need not acquaint you, that I was very well * made, and reckoned a bright polite Gentleman. I was • the Confident and Darling of all the Fair; and if the • Old and Ugly spoke ill of me, all the World knew it " was because I scorned to flatter them. No Ball, no As- sembly was attended till I had been consulted. Flavia

coloured her Hair before me, Celia shew'd me her Teeth, Panthea heaved her Bosom. Cleora brandished her Dia• monds ; I have seen Cloe's Foot, and tied artificially

the Garters of Rhodope.

O'TIS a general Maxim, that those who doat upon • themselves, can have no violent Affection for another : • But on the contrary, I found that the Womens Passion • for me rose in proportion to the Love they bore to them'selves. This was verify'd in my Amour with Narcifa, • who was so constant to me, that it was pleasantly said, • had I been little enough, she would have hung me at • her Girdle. The moft dangerous Rival I had, was a • gay empty Fellow, who by the Strength of a long Inter• course with Narcisa, joined to his natural Endowments, « had formed himself into a perfect Resemblance with her. • I had been discarded, had she not observed that he fre• quently asked my Opinion about Matters of the last • Consequence: This made me ftill more considerable in o her Eye.

“TH O' I was eternally caressed by the Ladies, such ( was their Opinion of my Honour, that I was never en• vy'd by the Men. A jealous Lover of Narcisa one day • thought he had caught her in an Amorous Conversation ; • for tho' he was at such a distance that he could hear no• thing, he imagined strange things from her Airs and Ge• stures. Sometimes with a serene Look she stepped back • in a liftning Posture, and brightened into an innocent • Smile. Quickly after she swelled into an Air of Ma• jefty and Disdain, then kept her Eyes half shut after a • languishing manner, then covered her Blushes with her • Hand, breathed a Sigh, and seem'd ready to fink down: • In rushed the furious Lover ; but how great was his Sur • prise to see no one there but the innocent Fidelio, with • his Back against the Wall betwixt two Windows ? :

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'IT were endless to recount all my Adventures. Let • me hasten to that which cost me my Life, and Narcisa her Happiness.

OSH E had the misfortune to have the Small-Pox, upon ' which I was ex presly forbid her Sight, it being appré• hended that it would increase her Distemper, and that I • should infallibly catch it at the first Look. As soon as '" she was suffered to leave her Bed, she ftole out of her • Chamber, and found me all alone in an adjoining Apart"ment. She ran with Transport to her Darling, and

without Mixture of Fear, leit I should dislike her. But " oh me! what was her Fury when she heard me say, I • was afraid and shock'd at lo loathsom a Spectacle. She • stepped back, swollen with Rage, to see if I had the • Infolence to repeat it. I did, with this Addition, that her • ill-timed Passion had increased her Ugliness. Enraged, • inflamed, distracted, she snatched a Bodkin, and with all • her Force stabbed me to the Heart. Dying, I presery'd • my Sincerity, and expressed the Truth, tho' in broken * Words; and by reproachful Grimaces to the last I mi. o mick'd the Deformity of my Murderefs.

CUPID, who always attends the Fair, and pity'd • the Fate of so useful a Servant as I was, obtained of the Definies, that my Body should be made incorruptible, " and retain the Qualities my Mind had possessed. I im• mediately lost the Figure of a Man, and became smooth, • polished, and bright, and to this day am the first Fa• vourite of the Ladies.

Saturday,

N° 393. Saturday, May 31.

Nescio quâ præter folitum dulcedine læti. Virg. OOKING over the Letters that have been sent m e, I chanced to find the following one, which I

received about two Years ago from an ingenious Friend who was then in Denmark.

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Dear Sir,

Copenhagen, May 1, 1710. 'T HE Spring with you has already taken possession

1 of the Fields and Woods : Now is the Season of " Solitude, and of moving Complaints upon trivial Suffer(ings: Now the Griefs of Lovers begin to flow, and their I Wounds to bleed afresh. I too, at this Distance from • the softer Climates, am not without my Discontents s at present. You perhaps may laugh at me for a most • Romantick Wretch, when I have disclosed to you the • Occasion of my Uneasiness ; and yet I cannot help o thinking my Unhappiness real, in being Iconfined to a

Region, which is the very Reverse of Paradise. The • Seasons here are all of them unpleasant, and the Coun• try quite destitute of Rural Charms. I have not heard • a Bird fing, nor a Brook murmure, nor a Breeze whis• per, neither have I been bleft with the Sight of a flowery Meadow these two Years. Every Wind here is a • Tempeft, and every Water a turbulent Ocean. I hope,

when you reflect a little, you will not think the Grounds • of my Complaint in the least frivolous and unbecoming

a Man of serious Thought; since the Love of Woods, o of Fields and Flowers, of Rivers and Fountains, seems . to be a paflion implanted in our Natures the most early of any, even before the Fair Sex had a Be

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I am, Sir, &c.

COULD

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