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THE

V ISIT O R.

By SEVERAL HANDS.

Published by

WILLIAM DODD, M. A.

Chaplain in Ordinary to His MAJESTY.

VOL. II.

LONDON:
Printed for EDWARD and CHARLES DILLY,

in the Poultry, near the Mansion-House.

M.DCC.LXIV.

BAR 752876

ASTOR, LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS

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VISIT O R.

N U M B E R XLIII.

In religion
What damned Error, but some sober brow
Will bless it, and approve it with a text,
Hiding its grofness with fair ornament !

SHAKESPEAR.

To the VISITOR.

A

SIR,
S you appear to be a gentleman of huma-

nity, as well as to have a regard for the honour of religion ; I have not the least doubt, but you will give a place to my melancholy tale, in your excellent paper; which, I hope, may prove of great service to mankind.

service to mankind. At least it will tend to display the pernicious tendency of some religious principles, which are daily propagated with the utmost zeal and assiduity; propagated amongst the lower class of the people, where they are certainly most dangerous and destructive ; and where the more they prevail, the more must licentiousness prevail; and every soVol. II,

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cial and moral duty be neglected. Sir, I speak, by woeful experience. I speak with an aching heart, a weeping eye, and a trembling hand. And I speak truth, which is not to be controverted, and which I am ready at any time to attest in the most folemn manner.

Not long since, strong in health, and found in mind, I was able to fulfil the bufinefs of my station, and to get my bread with chearfulness and peace : I had a wife, very dear to me; beloved children around me; a comfortable house to receive me, and content to soften iny pillow. But now, alas ! amicted even beyond the affliction of Fob. -I am deprived of each, of all these ! My body is distracted with an intolerable nervous disorder ; and I have no rest night or day : my mind is in torments infinitely more dreadful than those I endure in body, though they are intense, and without intermiffion; I am no longer able to get my bread, but languish in poverty and distress: I have no wife to comfort me, she has abandoned me in my fore calamity; and with her my children are gone : I have no where to hide my head; my goods have been seized by the cruelty of her, who ought to have been

my
comforter

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and as I am not a native of this kingdom, (where the poor may remain unnoticed, in the most exquisite fufferings for ever,) - I have neither friend nor counsellor :

: ; nor any to alleviate ; though I have many to ag

gravate

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