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Upon this Fancy began again to bestir herself, and, parcelling out the whole heap with incredible activity, recommended to every one his particular packet. The hurry and confusion at this time was not to be expressed. Some observations which I made upon the occasion I shall communicate to the public. A venerable grey-headed man, who had laid down the cholic, and who, I found, wanted an heir to his estate, snatched up an undutiful son, who 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; so that, meeting the true father, who came to wards him with a fit of the gripes, he begged him to take his son again and give him back his cholic; but they were incapable either of them to recede from the choice they had made.

The female world were very busy among themselves in bartering for features: one as trucking a lock of grey hairs for a ncle; another was making over a

short waist for a pair of round shoulders; and a third cheapening a bad face for a lost reputation: but on all these occasions there was not one of them who did not think the new blemish, as soon as she got it into her possession, much more disagreeable than the old one. I made the same observation on every other misfortune or calamity which every one in the assembly brought upon himself in lieu of what he had parted with; whether it be that all the evils which befall us are in some measure suited and proportioned to our strength, or that every evil becomes more supportable by our being accustomed to it, I shall not determine.

I must not omit my own particular adventure. My friend with a long visage had no sooner taken upon him my short face, but he made such a grotesque figure in it, that as I looked upon him I could not forbear laughing at myself, insomuch that I put my own face out of countenance. The poor gentleman was so sensible of the ridicule, that I found he was ashamed of what he had done; on the other side I found that I myself had no great reason to triumph, for as I went to touch my forehead, I missed the place, and clapped my finger upon my upper lip. Besides, as my nose was exceedingly prominent, I gave it two or three unlucky knocks, as I was playing my hand about my face, and aiming at some other part of it. I saw two other gentlemen by me, who were in the same ridiculous circumstances. These had made a foolish swap between a couple of thick bandy legs and two long trapsticks that had no calves to them. One of these looked like a man walking upon stilts, and was so lifted up into the air, above his ordinary height, that his head turned round with it; while the other made such awkward circles, as he attempted to walk, that he scarcely knew how to move forward upon his new supporters. Observing him to be a pleasant kind of fellow, I stuck my cane in the ground, and told him I would lay him a bottle of wine that he did not march up to it on a line that I drew for him in a quarter of an hour.

The heap was at last distributed among

the two sexes, who made a most piteous sight as they wandered up and down under the pressure of their several burdens. The whole plain was filled with murmurs and complaints, groans and lamentations. Jupiter at length, taking compassion on the poor mortals, ordered them a second time to lay down their loads, with a design to give every one his own again. They discharged themselves with a great deal of pleasure: after which, the phantom who had led them into such gross delusions was commanded to disappear. There was sent in her stead a goddess of a quite different figure; her motions were steady and composed, and her aspect serious but cheerful. She every now and then cast her eyes towards heaven, and fixed them upon Jupiter. Her name was Patience. She had no ooner placed herself by the mount of sorrows, but, what I thought very remarkable, the whole heap sunk to such a degree, that it did not appear a third part so big as it was before. She afterwards returned every man his own proper calamity, and teaching him how to bear it in the most commodious manner, he marched off with it contentedly, being very well pleased that he had not been left to his own choice as to the kind of evils which

fell to his lot.


meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow. When I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind. When I read the several dates of the tombs, of some that died yesterday, and some six hundred years ago, I consider that great day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together.-The Spectator.

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I HAVE always preferred cheerfulness to mirth. The latter I consider as an act, the former as a habit of the mind. Mirth is short and transient, cheerfulness fixed and permanent. Those are often raised into the greatest transports of mirth, who are subject to the greatest depressions of melancholy: on the contrary, cheerfulness, though it does not give the mind such an exquisite gladness, prevents us from falling into any depths of sorrow. Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up a kind of daylight in the mind, and fills it with a steady and perpetual serenity.

Besides the several pieces of morality to be drawn out of this vision, I learned from it never to repine at my own misfortunes, or to envy the happiness of another, since it is impossible for any man to form a right judgment of his neighbour's sufferings; for which reason also I have determined never to think too lightly of another's complaints, but to regard the composed nature; it does not throw the sorrows of my fellow-creatures with sen- mind into a condition improper for the timents of humanity and compassion.-present state of humanity, and is very The Spectator.


MINSTER ABBEY. WHEN I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I

Cheerfulness of mind is of a serious and

conspicuous in the characters of those who are looked upon as the greatest philosphers among the heathens, as well as among those who have been deservedly esteemed as saints and holy men among Christians.

If we consider cheerfulness in three lights, with regard to ourselves, to those we converse with, and to the great Author of our being, it will not a little recom

mend itself on each of these accounts. The man who is possessed of this excellent frame of mind, is not only easy in his thoughts, but a perfect master of all the powers and faculties of his soul: his imagination is always clear, and his judgment undisturbed: his temper is even and unruffled, whether in action or in solitude. He comes with a relish to all those goods which nature has provided for him, tastes all the pleasures of the creation which are poured upon him, and does not feel the full weight of those accidental evils which may befal him.

with an immensity of love and mercy. In short, we depend upon a Being, whose power qualifies him to make us happy by an infinity of means, whose goodness and truth engage him to make those happy who desire it of him, and whose unchangeableness will secure us in this happiness to all eternity.


Such considerations, which every one should perpetually cherish in his thoughts, will banish from us all that secret heaviness of heart which unthinking men are subject to when they lie under no real affliction, all that anguish which may feel from any evil that actually oppresses us; to which I may likewise add those little cracklings of mirth and folly, that are apter to betray virtue than support it; and establish in us such an even and cheerful temper, as makes us

When I consider this cheerful state of mind in its third relation, I cannot but look upon it as a constant habitual gratitude to the Author of nature. An inward cheerfulness is an implicit praise and thanksgiving to Providence under all its dispensations. It is a kind of acqui-pleasing to ourselves, to those with whom escence in the state wherein we are placed, we converse, and to him whom we were and a secret approbation of the Divine made to please.-The Spectator. will in his conduct towards man.

A man who uses his best endeavours to live according to the dictates of virtue and right reason, has two perpetual sources of cheerfulness, in the consideration of his own nature, and of that Being on whom he has a dependence. If he looks into himself, he cannot but rejoice in that existence, which is so lately bestowed upon him, and which, after millions of ages, will be still new, and still

in its beginning. How many self-con-them, and shall begin with the first vision, gratulations naturally rise in the mind, which I have translated word for word as when it reflects on this its entrance into follows :eternity, when it takes a view of those improvable faculties, which, in a few years, and even at its first setting out, have made so considerable a progress, and which will be still receiving an increase of perfection, and consequently an increase of happiness?

The second source of cheerfulness to a good mind, is its consideration of that Being on whom we have our dependence, and in whom, though we behold him as yet but in the first faint discoveries of his perfections, we see every thing that we can imagine as great, glorious, or amiable. We find ourselves everywhere upheld by his goodness, and surrounded

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WHEN I was at Grand Cairo, I picked up several oriental manuscripts, which I have still by me. Among others I met with one entitled "The Visions of Mirza," which I have read over with great pleasure. I intend to give it to the public when I have no other entertainment for

On the 5th day of the moon, which, according to the custom of my forefathers, I always keep holy, after having washed myself, and offered up my morning devotions, I ascended the high hills of Bagdat, in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and passing from one thought to another, Surely, said I, man is but a shadow, and life a dream. Whilst I was thus musing, I cast my eyes towards the summit of a rock that was not far from me, where I discovered one in the habit of a shepherd, with a little musical instru

ment in his hand. As I looked upon him,
he applied it to his lips, and began to play
upon it.
The sound of it was exceedingly
sweet, and wrought into a variety of tunes
that were inexpressibly melodious, and
altogether different from anything I had
ever heard. They put me in mind of those
heavenly airs that are played to the de-
parted souls of good men upon their first
arrival in paradise, to wear out the im-
pressions of the last agonies, and qualify
them for the pleasures of that happy place.
My heart melted away in secret raptures.
I had been often told that the rock be-
fore me was the haunt of a genius, and
that several had been entertained with
music who had passed by it, but never
heard that the musician had before made
himself visible. When he had raised my
thoughts by those transporting airs which
he played, to taste the pleasures of his
conversation, as I looked upon him like
one astonished, he beckoned to me, and
by the waving of his hand, directed me to
approach the place where he sat. I drew
near with that reverence which is due to
a superior nature; and as my heart was
entirely subdued by the captivating strains
I had heard, I fell down at his feet and
wept. The genius smiled upon me with
a look of compassion and affability that
familiarised him to my imagination, and
at once dispelled all the fears and appre-
hensions with which I approached him.
He lifted me from the ground, and taking
me by the hand, "Mirza," said he, "I
have heard thee in thy soliloquies; follow



the sun, and reaching from the beginning
of the world to its consummation. Ex-
amine now," said he,
66 'this sea that is
bounded with darkness at both ends, and
tell me what thou discoverest in it."
see a bridge," said I, "standing in the
midst of the tide." "The bridge thou
seest," said he, "is Human Life; consider
it attentively." Upon a more leisurely
survey of it, I found that it consisted of
threescore and ten entire arches, with
several broken arches, which, added to
those that were entire, made up the num-
ber to about a hundred. As I was count-
ing the arches, the genius told me that
this bridge consisted at first of a thousand
arches, but that a great flood swept away
the rest, and left the bridge in the ruinous
condition I now beheld it. "But tell me
further," said he, "what thou discoverest
on it." I see multitudes of people passing
over it," said I, "and a black cloud
hanging on each end of it." As I looked
more attentively, I saw several of the
passengers dropping through the bridge
into the great tide that flowed underneath
it; and upon further examination, per-
ceived there were innumerable trap-doors
that lay concealed in the bridge, which
the passengers no sooner trod upon, but
they fell through them into the tide, and
immediately disappeared. These hidden
pitfalls were set very thick at the entrance
of the bridge, so that throngs of people
no sooner broke through the cloud, but
many of them fell into them. They grew
thinner towards the middle, but multiplied
and lay closer together towards the end of
the arches that were entire.


He then led me to the highest pinnacle of the rock, and placing me on the top of There were indeed some persons, but it, Cast thine eyes eastward," said he, their number was very small, that con"and tell me what thou seest." "I see," ‚"tinued a kind of hobbling march on the said I, "a huge valley, and a prodigious broken arches, but fell through one after tide of water rolling through it." "The another, being quite tired and spent with valley that thou seest," said he, "is the so long a walk. vale of misery, and the tide of water that thou seest is part of the great tide of eternity." "What is the reason," said I, "that the tide I see rises out of a thick mist at one end, and again loses itself in a thick mist at the other?" "What thou seest," said he, "is that portion of eternity which is called Time, measured out by

I passed some time in the contemplation of this wonderful structure, and the great variety of objects which it presented. My heart was filled with a deep melancholy to see several dropping unexpectedly in the midst of mirth and jollity, and catching at everything that stood by them to save themselves. Some were looking



up towards the heavens in a thoughtful with fruits and flowers, and interwoven posture, and, in the midst of a speculation, with a thousand little shining seas that stumbled, and fell out of sight. Multi- ran among them. I could see persons tudes were very busy in the pursuit of dressed in glorious habits, with garlands bubbles that glittered in their eyes and upon their heads, passing among the trees, danced before them; but often when they lying down by the sides of fountains, or thought themselves within the reach of resting on beds of flowers, and could hear them, their footing failed, and down they a confused harmony of singing birds, fallsank. ing waters, human voices, and musical instruments. Gladness grew in me upon the discovery of so delightful a scene. wished for the wings of an eagle that I might fly away to those happy seats, but the genius told me there was no passage to them except through the Gates of Death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. "The islands," said he, "that lie so fresh and green before thee, and with which the whole face of the ocean appears spotted as far as thou canst see, are more in number than the sands on the sea-shore; there are myriads of islands behind those which thou here discoverest, reaching farther than thine eye, or even thine imagination, can extend itself. These are the mansions of good men after death, who, according to the degree and kinds of virtue in which they excelled, are distributed among these several islands, which abound with pleasures of different kinds and degrees, suitable to the relishes and perfections of those who are settled in them. Every island is a paradise accommodated to its respective inhabitants. Are not these, O Mirza! habitations worth contending for? Does life appear miserable, that gives thee opportunities of earning such a reward? Is death to be feared, that will convey thee to so happy an existence? Think not man was made in vain, who has such an eternity reserved for him." I gazed with inexpressible pleasure on these happy islands. At length, said I, "Show me now, I beseech thee, the secrets that lie hid under those dark clouds which cover the ocean on the other side of the rock of adamant. The genius making me no answer, I turned about to address myself to him a second time, but I found that he had left me. I then turned again to the vision which I had been so long contemplating, but instead of the rolling tide, the arched



The genius seeing me indulge myself on this melancholy prospect, told me I had dwelt long enough upon it. "Take thine eyes off the bridge, said he, "and tell me if thou yet seest anything thou dost not comprehend." Upon looking up, "What mean," said I, "those great flights of birds that are perpetually hovering about the bridge, and settling upon it from time to time? I see vultures, harpies, ravens, cormorants, and, among many other feathered creatures, several little winged boys, that perch in great numbers upon the middle arches." These," said the genius, are Envy, Avarice, Superstition, Despair, Love, with the like cares and passions that infest Human Life."




I here fetched a deep sigh. "Alas," said I, man was made in vain!-how is he given away to misery and mortality! tortured in life, and swallowed up in death!" The genius being moved with compassion towards me, bade me quit so uncomfortable a prospect. "Look no more," said he, "on man in the first stage of his existence, in his setting out for eternity, but cast thine eye on that thick mist into which the tide bears the several generations of mortals that fall into it." I directed my sight as I was ordered, and (whether or no the good genius strengthened it with any supernatural force, or dissipated part of the mist that was before too thick for the eye to penetrate) I saw the valley opening at the farther end, and spreading forth into an immense ocean, that had a huge rock of adamant running through the midst of it, and dividing it into two equal parts. The clouds still rested on one half of it, insomuch that I could discover nothing in it; but the other appeared to me a vast ocean planted with innumerable islands that were covered

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