trusted my body in it I should have held it up to the light, like other suspicious matters, to have seen how much it was likely to admit of that which I wanted to keep out whether it was no more than such a frail, flimsy, contexture of flesh and blood, as I am fated to carry about with me through every tract of this dirty world, could have comfortably and safely dispensed with in so short a journey taking into my account the chance of spreading trees thick hedges o'erhanging the road with twenty other coverts that a man may trust his head under pushed on by that d-d stimulus you know where - if he is not violently that will not let a but, like a young man sit still in one place for half a minute together mettlesome tit, is eternally on the fret, and is for pushing on still further - or if the poor scared devil is not hunted tantivy by a hue and cry with gyves and a halter dangling before his eyes - now in either case he has not a minute to throw away in standing still, but, like King Lear, must brave "the peltings of a pitiless storm," and give Heaven leave to "rumble its bellyful, spit fire — or spout rain" — as spitefully as it pleaseth, without finding the inclination or the resolution to slacken his pace, lest something should be lost that might have been gained, or more gotten than he well knows how to get rid of. - Now, had I acted with as much prudence as some other good folks-I could name many of them who have been made b-ps within my remembrance, for having been hooded and muffled up in a larger quantity of this dark drab of mental manufacture than ever fell to my share and absolutely for nothing else as will be seen when they are undressed another day -Had I but as much as might have been taken out of their cloth, without lessening much of the size, or injuring the least the shape, or contracting aught of the doublings and foldings, or confining to a less circumference the superb sweep of any one cloak that any one b-p ever wrapt himself up in I should never have given this coat a place upon my shoulders. I should have seen by the light, at one glance, how little it would keep out of rain by how little it would keep in of darkness. - This a coat for a rainy day? do, pray! madam, hold it up to that window did you ever see such an illustrious coat since the day you could distinguish between a coat and a pair of breeches ? - My lady did not understand derivatives, and so could not see quite through my splendid pun. Pope Sixtus would have blinded her with the same "darkness of excessive light." What a flood of it breaks in through this rent! what an irradiation beams through that! what twinklings what sparklings as you wave it before your eyes in the broad face of the sun! Make a fan out of it for the ladies to look at their gallants with at church It has not served me for one purpose it will serve them for two -- This is coarse stuff of worse manufacture than the cloth put it to its proper use, for I love when things sort and join well — make a philtre * of it while there is a drop to be extracted — I know but one thing in the world that will draw, drain, or suck like it — and that is neither wool nor flax make — make any thing of it but a vile, hypocritical coat for me- for I never can say, sub Jove, (whatever Juno might) that "it is a pleasure to be wet." L. STERNE. and This allusion is improper. A philtre originally signifies a love-potion as it is used as a noun from the verb philtrate, it must signify a strainer, not a suckercloth is sometimes used for the purpose of draining by means of its pores, or capillary tubes, but its action is contrary to philtration. 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