thing but Perfeus his pathetic addrefs-" O Cupid! "prince of God and men”—in every street of Abdera, in every houfe-" O Cupid! Cupid!"in every mouth, like the natural notes of fome fweet melody which drops from it whether it will or no-nothing but "Cupid! Cupid! "prince of God and men"- The fire caughtand the whole city, like the heart of one inan, open'd itself to Love.

No pharmacopolift could fell one grain of helebore-not a fingle armourer had a heart to forge one inftrument of death- Friendship and Virtue met together, and kifs'd each other in the street- the golden age return'd, and hung over the town of Abdera-every Abderite took his oaten pipe and every Abderitifh woman left her purple web, and chastely sat her down and liften'd to the song.

'Twas only in the power, fays the Fragment, of the God whofe empire extendeth from heaven to earth, and even to the depths of the fea, to have done this.

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WHEN all is ready, and every article is difputed and paid for in the inn, unless you are a little four'd by the adventure, there is always a matter to compound at the door, before can get into your chaife; and that is with the fons and daughters of poverty, who surround you. Let no man fay, let them go to the "devil" 'tis a cruel journey to send a few miferables, and they haye had fufferings enough. without it: I always think it better to take a few fous out in my hand; and I would counfel every gentle traveller to do fo likewife; he need not be fo exact in fetting down his motives for giving them they will be regis fter'd elsewhere.

For my own part, there is no man gives fo little as I do; for few that I know have fo little to give but as this was the firft publick act of my charity in France, I took the more notice, of it.

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A well-a-way! faid 1. I have but eight fous in the world, fhewing them in my hand, and here there are eight poor men and eight poor women for 'em.

A poor tatter'd foul without a fhirt on inftantly withdrew his claim, by retiring two steps out of the circle, and making a difqualifying bow on his part. Had the whole parterre cried out: Place aux Dames! with one voice, it would not have conveyed the sentiment of a deference for the fex with half the effect.

Juft heaven! for what wise reasons haft thou order'd it, that beggary and urbanity, which are at fuch variance in other countries, fhould find a way to be at unity in this?

-I infifted upon prefenting him with a fingle fous, merely for his politesse.

A poor little dwarfish brisk fellow, who stood over-against me in the circle, putting fomething firft under his arm, which had once been a hat, took his fnuff-box out of his pocket, and generously offer'd a pinch on both sides of him: it

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was a gift of consequence, and modeftly declined-The poor little fellow prefs'd it upon them with a nod of welcomeness-Prenés en prenés, faid he, looking another way; fo they each took a pinch-Pity thy box should ever want one! faid I to myfelf; fo I put a couple of fous into it-taking a fmall pinch out of his box, to enhance their value, as I did it-He felt the weight of the fecond obligation more than that of the firft-'twas doing him an honour the other was only doing him a

charity- and he made me a bow down to the ground for it.

Here! faid I to an old foldier with one hand, who had been campaign'd and worn out to death in the service-here's a couple of fous for thee Vive le Roi! faid the old foldier.

I had then but three fous left: fo I gave one, fimply pour l'amour de Dieu, which was the footing on which it was begg'd- The poor woman had a diflocated hip; fo it could not be well upon any other motive.

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Mon cher et tres charitable Monfieur!There's no oppofing this, said I.

My Lord Anglois-the very found was worth the money-so I gave my last fous for it. But in the eagernefs of giving, I had overlook'd a pauvre honteux, who had no one to afk a fous for him, and who, I believed, would have perifh'd, ere he could have afk'd one for himself: he flood by the chaife a little without the circle, and wiped a tear from a face which I thought had seen better days-Good God! faid I-and I have not one fingle fous left to give him-But you have a thousand! cried all the powers of nature, ftirring within me-fo I gave him-no matter what-I am afhamed to fay how much, now-and was afhamed to think, how little, then: fo if the reader can form any conjecture of my difpofition, as thefe two fixed points are given him, he may judge within a livre or two what was the precise sum.

I could afford nothing for the reft, but, Dieu vous beniffe- -et le bon Dieu vous beniffe encore faid the old foldier, the dwarf, &c. The pauvre

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