Abbildungen der Seite
PDF
EPUB

LETTER LXXVI.

To

O answer your question as to Mr Hughes, what he wanted as to genius, he made up as an honeft man; but he was of the class you think him. I am glad you think of Dr Rundle as I do. He will be an honour to the Bishops and a difgrace to one Bishop, two things you will like: But what you will like more particularly, he will be a friend and benefactor even to your un-friended, un-benefited Nation; he will be a friend to human race, where-ever he goes. Pray tell him my best wishes for his health and long life: I wish you and he came over together, or that I were with you. I never faw a man so feldom whom I liked fo much as Dr Rundle.

Lord Peterborow I went to take a last leave of, at his fetting fail for Lisbon: No Body can be more wafted, no Soul can be more alive. Immediately after the feverest operation of being cut into the bladder for a fuppreffion of urine, he took coach, and got from Bristol to Southampton. This is a man that will neither live nor die like any other mortal.

Poor Lord Peterborow! there is another string loft, that wou'd have help'd to draw you hither! He order'd on his death-bed his Watch to be given me (that which had accompanied him in all his travels) with this reason, "That I might have fomething to

"(

put me every day in mind of him." It was a prefent to him from the King of Sicily, whofe arms and

[ocr errors][ocr errors]

Infignia are graved on the inner-cafe; on the outer, I have put this infcription. Victor Amadeus, Rex Sicilie, Dux Sabaudia, &c. &c. Carolo Mordaunt, Comiti de Peterborow, D. D. Car. Mor. Com. de Pet. Alexandro Pope moriens legavit, 1735.

*

Pray write to me a little oftner: and if there be a thing left in the world that pleases you, tell it one who will partake of it. I hear with approbation and pleasure, that your prefent care is to relieve the most helpless of this world, thofe objects which most want our compaffion, tho' generally made the fcorn of their fellow-creatures, such as are lefs innocent than they. You always think generoufly; and of all charities, this is the moft difinterested, and leaft vain-glorious, done to fuch as never will thank you, or cau praise you for it.

God bless you with ease, if not with pleasure; with a tolerable ftate of health, if not with its full enjoyment; with a refign'd temper of mind, if not a very chearful one. It is upon these terms I live myself, tho' younger than you, and I repine not at my lot, could but the presence of a few that I love be added to these.

Adieu.

* Idiots.

LETTER LXXVII.

From Dr SWIFT.

O&. 21. 1735.

I

Anfwer'd your letter relating to Curl, &c. I believe my letters have efcap'd being publish'd, because I writ nothing but Nature and Friendship, and particular incidents which could make no figure in writing. I have observ'd that not only Voiture, but likewife Tully and Pliny writ their letters for the public view, more than for the fake of their correfpondents; and I am glad of it, on account of the Entertainment they have given me. Balfac did the fame thing, but with more stiffness, and confequently less

diverting Now I must tell you, that you are to

look upon me as one going very fast out of the world; but my flesh and bones are to be carried to Holy-head, for I will not lie in a Country of flaves. It pleaseth me to find that you begin to dislike things in spite of your Philofophy; your Mufe cannot forbear her hints to that purpose. I cannot travel to fee you; otherwife, I folemnly protest I would do it. I have an intention to pass this winter in the country with a Friend forty miles off, and to ride only ten miles a day; yet is my health fo uncertain, that I fear it will not be in my power. I often ride a dozen miles, but I come to my own bed at night: My best way would be to marry, for in that cafe any bed would be better

than my own. I found you a very young man, and I left you a middle aged one; you knew me a middle-aged man, and now I am an old one. Where is my Lord-? methinks I am enquiring after a Tulip of last year." You need not apprehend any Curl's "meddling with your letters to me; I will not de"ftroy them, but have order'd my Executors to do "that office." I have a thousand things more to fay longevitas eft garrula; but I must remember I have other letters to write if I have time, which I spend to tell you fo. I am ever, dearest Sir, Your, &c.

LETTER LXXVIII.

From Dr SWIFT.

Feb. 9. 1735-6. Cannot properly call you my best friend, because

I deferves the name,

fuch a havock have Time, Death, Exile, and Oblivion made. Perhaps you would have fewer complaints of my ill health and lowness of fpirits, if they were not fome excufe for my delay of writing even to you. It is perfectly right what you fay of the indifference in com*mon friends, whether we are fick or well, happy or miferable. The very maid-servants in a family have the same notion: I have heard them often say, Oh, I am very fick, if any body car'd for it! I am vexed when my vifiters come with the compliment usual here,

Mr Dean I hope you are very well. My popularity that you mention, is wholly confined to the common people, who are more conftant than those we mif-call their betters. I walk the streets, and fo do my lower friends, from whom, and from whom alone, I have a thousand hats and blessings upon old scores, which those we call the Gentry have forgot. But I have not the love, or hardly the civility, of any one man in power or station; and I can boast that I neither vifit nor am acquainted with any Lord Temporal or Spiritual in the whole kingdom; nor am able to do the leaft good office to the most deserving man, except what I can difpofe of in my own Cathedral upon a vacancy. What hath funk my fpirits more than even years and sickness, is reflecting on the most execrable Corruptions that run through every branch of public management.

I heartily thank you for those lines tranflated, Singula de nobis anni, &c. You have put them în a ftrong and admirable light; but, however, I am fo partial, as to be more delighted with those which are to do me the greatest honour I fhall ever receive from pofterity, and will outweigh the malignity of ten thousand enemies. I never faw them before, by which it is plain that the letter you sent me miscarry'd.-I do not doubt that you have choice of new acquaintance, and some of them may be deferving: For Youth is the feafon of Virtue; Corruptions grow with years, and I believe the oldest rogue in England is the greatvélt. You have years enough before you to watch

[ocr errors]
« ZurückWeiter »