Tuesday, June 23, 1733

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Universal Spectator and Weekly Journal (Newspaper) - June 23, 1733, London, Middlesex yd*/. SATURDAY, June 23, 1733. FrommyHoufe In the Nineties. m tttftoUtrum genera duo que me mtff*pere ddefantj Vfi�*f**il*re&)QCQfumi alterum, Imii^ojtflan continuing, I ihali give any Readers, fox the Entertainment of To-day,fome Letters which I\e lately xe-ceiv'd from my kind Correspondents. As I could not choofe out fuch as would be entirely coherent, and as it would be fotae Fatigue to look them all over, I gave my Bundle of Papers, which are forted in Parcels, under the Title of Critical, Serioug, Humourous and Poetical,, to my Bookfeller, for him to choofe a Mi/cell any for the Day. He immediately pitched on Humour and Poetry 5 I told ten his Danger, ft>r that Humour and Poetry re-quir'd the niceit Delicacy to pleafe ; he aruwer'd, uiofe Anted his Genius belt \ I let him have his "Way, tho' I could not but ftnile 10 fee him fo like an Author judge of his Readers Way of Thinking by that of his own, Mr. Spectator, * TF I miftake not,.you, Jike your carefulPrede. * X.centra, have taken rite Psffioa of Love tinge* * your Infue therefore, as the Guardian of ' Lovers, -I doubt not but you will Severely cfcnfute 4 any Thing which may fall under the Denoauna- * tion of fal/e Gallantry, one Species of which I * ihall give you an Account of from my own Oir- * cumftances. I.amyoung, Sir, and if my Glafs flatters me not to^feuch, tolerably handJbine ; I have^a large Fortune, and confequently a large train of Admirers' j my Nature has nor all tiie Giddinefs of a Coquet, nor all the Formality of a Prude, yet I love to hear a thoufand pretty ? Things faid to me, thd' perhaps I may give my * felf a thoufand Aixs -of contemning them. I lrfflit * freely confefs I have had Vanity enough to have * been pleas'd for fome confiderable Time with *-the various. Scenes of Gallantry, which natu- * rally occurr'd at my Levee dJ Amour 5 but of late, * the dull Impertinence of an old City Gallant has 4 given a damp to all my Pleafures. As old Age is 4 truly a fecondChildhood, SixTriJiram (fuch is my ' Lover's Name) upwards of � threefcore, has juft conunenc'cT Beau, and began to fupply by Ast * the^enfible Defects of Nature : Disguised with 1 Paint and Powder he is continually making' his * Addreffes to me, and to carry on his Gallantry, ' which he piques hirnfelf upon, he plays the Hypo- * crite with his Body. -- If any one mentions 4 that fuch a young Gentleman danc'd well in the ' Bail-Room, Sir Trijlram, to mow his Gallantry, * will immediately dance  a Hornpipe, and cry, c Ay, Ay, Madam, thefe Legs i�HI Jhake yet -with ' e*er a young Fellow's of 'em all : If I praife his ' Activity, cor.fidering his Age : -- AgeAdfiiigs c. not fo old neither, he crys ; then to. the nb/fxnail *_ Terror of the Female Company, he dra\ys his ' little Sword and brandifhes it about with -~ zSa, 4 Sa, Here's Vigour, Ladies j Kerens Life 5 -* Old 4 d'ye call me ? then with a lufty thump on his Breaft (which totters the whole crazy-Stnsjikire') -5. fetches up a Hem, Hem, found at Heart yet my j$s�fttle Rogue, found at Heart yet; with a thoufand ^iPilN? ^oo^tes of the like Nature, which he JMOTfcwices only as they are confiftent with his: '�^Nbtfwi: of Gallantry. Sometimes when Eugenia * has left the Company, be will be. imitating his *. happy Way of tLallerfr and endaivouring to be 4 totittyy gxotrs downright obfcette:The Ridicu-' loufnefs of the Fop at iirftgave me feme Divet-' fionj but-a-fitf to' ti&-'Convention of Women 4 is what Wine is to that;�f the Afcwj alitde of each * will ferve to heighten otii P4e*jfure, Tnit toO'much * grows offenfivi* I d#foe, Sxjt, you would animadvert on thefe 4*t*iu**ed young Gallants, and infinitely oblige y<*x constant Reader Harriot. * T AM a dying Man, or nore properly ' X be faid to be a dead oaa, for I have b ec�ivAd "^nyteryatfrSr in my Life-time: After fome 4 Pahgs-aitdStruggles at-other Legacies, \ ^�V, 4 featYd, and faw it witnefs'-d,--Scarce was the Ink 1 dry arid Wax cool, -Wt-nif'Son, Wife, Ditfor and 4 Legatee* w�4 rettkonlni fcoW long I con'd laii.-� 4 My^Sbri'isevtt-4.^ffig^itrleilealdfor what he * istalwfe, thft' '-teft -4ot VtKit !tney eipett,- If my Ptyfick trouwes me, I hear my Wife whifper, a Ghurch-yard^'wgh! The Nurfe and Cook arc ever �tein$-*raws-> Coffins, Funeral Proceffions, and other di*oal Scenes in rhe Kitchen Fire ; nor is there �>ne about me but what has fome prophetick Qfien of my Deceafe. -' Yat thus fee. Sir, the inconveniencies that they who love their worldly Goods run into by making baft Wills and Tefia-ments: Every Man Ihould efteem himfelf dead in Lavo as foon as he has fignd them. I recommend it therefore to every wealthy Brother, not to till hlmfelf before lus allotted Time, but unconcern'd for Sons, Wivcs} Brothers or Friends, to die inteftate, and generoujly leave that Wealth they have, by > Right or Wrong obtain'd, to common Lawyers and Civilians, Serjeants, Barrijlers,DoElorsy Attornies^ ProSlors, Solicitors, and Clerts of the Courts, to be divided among them all, as the difputing Heirs at Law may judge moft proper. - Thefe are the Sentiments of the Deceased Thrifty Grip*. SIR, IT was a true Maxim of my old Friend Terence, that the falling out of Lovers is the renewing- of Love. The Fair embraces every little Occalion to make a flight Quarrel, well knowing 'that her Reconcilement gives- a greater Pleafure than her Anger gave Pain ; and while Ihe wou'd feem not to care for you, ihe is employing all her Arts to fecure you the ftronger.- A Lady to whom I pay my Addreffes, on fome Occafion forbad me to fee her again $ I engag'd* a Friend to imitate the 9th Ode of the 3d Book of Horace, call'd it The Reconcilement, and fent it to her. This had the defir'd Effect:, for our Love now is as mutual as was that of Horace and Lydia themfelves. -. The Tranflation in" the Numbers exceeds not the Latin, but I muit own in fome Places has not fully ex-prefs'd the Senfe of the Original; Wou'd dying mate my Chloe live, does not come up to Si par cent Animae fata Superftiti : Thou light as Cork, and rough as Sea, is not fo ftrong as Levior cortice 3 improbo Iracundior Adria : However, the whole Dialogue may not be unacceptable to your Female Readers. Yours, J.T. The RECONCILEMENT: A Dialogue. Damon.T "\ 7HILE IwithLove your Breaft cou'd V V [warrn, While Me alone to pleafe you'd ftrive ; Cou'd loll upon no other Arm, I was the happieft Youth alive. Lydia. While you could love none more than Me, Nor 'itead of Lyddy, Chloe boaft j Lyddy was then the happieft She, Thefaireji Maid, the brigktefl Toafft Damon. That Chloe charms I'll not deny, To th' Lute who fweeteft Notes can.give :-For whom I wou'd. not fear to die. Would dying make my Ciloe live. Lydia. Me Strepkon cha*ms; who with each Breath Vpws-rnutual ConfUncy md-Truth for whom I twice would fuffer Death % Would built but fevc iny lovely Yowk

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