Mille　scatent　et　mille　alii；　trepidare　timore
  Ethnica　gens　coepit：　　falsi　per　inane　volantes
  Effugere　DeiDesertaque　templa　relinquunt。
  Jam　magnum　crepitavit　equus；　mox　orbis　et　alti
  Ingemuere　poli：　　tunc　tu　pater；　ultimus　omnium
  Maxime　Alexander；　ventrem　maturus　equinum
  Deseris；　heu　proles　meliori　digne　parente。〃
  I　believe　Julian；　had　I　not　stopped　him；　would　have　gone　through
  the　whole　poem　（for；　as　I　observed　in　most　of　the　characters　he
  related；　the　affections　he　had　enjoyed　while　he　personated　them
  on　earth　still　made　some　impression　on　him）；　but　I　begged　him　to
  omit　the　sequel　of　the　poem；　and　proceed　with　his　history。　　He
  then　recollected　himself；　and；　smiling　at　the　observation　which
  by　intuition　he　perceived　I　had　made；　continued　his　narration　as
  follows：
  〃I　confess　to　you；〃　says　he；　〃that　the　delight　in　repeating　our
  own　works　is　so　predominant　in　a　poet；　that　I　find　nothing　can
  totally　root　it　out　of　the　soul。　　Happy　would　it　be　for　those
  persons　if　their　hearers　could　be　delighted　in　the　same　manner：
  but　alas！　hence　that　ingens　solitudo　complained　of　by　Horace：
  for　the　vanity　of　mankind　is　so　much　greedier　and　more　general
  than　their　avarice；　that　no　beggar　is　so　ill　received　by　them　as
  he　who　solicits　their　praise。
  〃This　I　sufficiently　experienced　in　the　character　of　a　poet；　for
  my　company　was　shunned　（I　believe　on　this　account　chiefly）　by　my
  whole　house：　　nay；　there　were　few　who　would　submit　to　hearing　me
  read　my　poetry；　even　at　the　price　of　sharing　in　my　provisions。
  The　only　person　who　gave　me　audience　was　a　brother　poet；　he
  indeed　fed　me　with　commendation　very　liberally：　　but；　as　I　was
  forced　to　hear　and　commend　in　my　turn；　I　perhaps　bought　his
  attention　dear　enough。
  〃Well；　sir；　if　my　expectations　of　the　reward　I　hoped　from　my
  first　poem　had　balked　me；　I　had　now　still　greater　reason　to
  complain；　for；　instead　of　being　preferred　or　commended　for　the
  second；　I　was　enjoined　a　very　severe　penance　by　my　superior；　for
  ludicrously　comparing　the　pope　to　a　ft。　　My　poetry　was　now　the
  jest　of　every　company；　except　some　few　who　spoke　of　it　with
  detestation；　and　I　found　that；　instead　of　recommending　me　to
  preferment；　it　had　effectually　barred　me　from　　all　probability　of
  attaining　it。
  〃These　discouragements　had　now　　induced　me　to　lay　down　my　pen　and
  write　no　more。　　But；　as　Juvenal　says；
  Si　discedas；　Laqueo　tenet　ambitiosi
  Consuetudo　mali。
  I　was　an　example　of　the　truth　of　this　assertion；　for　I　soon
  betook　myself　again　to　my　muse。　　Indeed；　a　poet　hath　the　same
  happiness　with　a　man　who　is　dotingly　fond　of　an　ugly　woman。　　The
  one　enjoys　his　muse；　and　the　other　his　mistress；　with　a　pleasure
  very　little　abated　by　the　esteem　of　the　world；　and　only
  undervalues　their　taste　for　not　corresponding　with　his　own。
  〃It　is　unnecessary　to　mention　any　more　of　my　poems；　they　had　all
  the　same　fate；　and　though　in　reality　some　of　my　latter　pieces
  deserved　（I　may　now　speak　it　without　the　imputation　of　vanity）　a
  better　success；　as　I　had　the　character　of　a　bad　writer；　I　found
  it　impossible　ever　to　obtain　the　reputation　of　a　good　one。　　Had　I
  possessed　the　merit　of　Homer　I　could　have　hoped　for　no　applause；
  since　it　must　have　been　a　profound　secret；　for　no　one　would　now
  read　a　syllable　of　my　writings。
  〃The　poets　of　my　age　were；　as　I　believe　you　know；　not　very
  famous。　　However；　there　was　one　of　some　credit　at　that　time；
  though　I　have　the　consolation　to　know　his　works　are　all　perished
  long　ago。　　The　malice；　envy；　and　hatred　I　bore　this　man　are
  inconceivable　to　any　but　an　author；　and　an　unsuccessful　one；　I
  never　could　bear　to　hear　him　well　spoken　of；　and　writ　anonymous
  satires　against　him；　though　I　had　received　obligations　from　him；
  indeed　I　believe　it　would　have　been　an　absolute　impossibility　for
  him　at　any　rate　to　have　made　me　sincerely　his　friend。
  〃I　have　heard　an　observation　which　was　made　by　some　one　of　later
  days；　that　there　are　no　worse　men　than　bad　authors。　　A　remark　of
  the　same　kind　hath　been　made　on　ugly　women；　and　the　truth　of　both
  stands　on　one　and　the　same　reason；　viz。；　that　they　are　both
  tainted　with　that　cursed　and　detestable　vice　of　envy；　which；　as
  it　is　the　greatest　torment　to　the　mind　it　inhabits；　so　is　it
  capable　of　introducing　into　it　a　total　corruption；　and　of
  inspiring　it　to　the　commission　of　the　most　horrid　crimes
  imaginable。
  〃My　life　was　but　short；　for　I　soon　pined　myself　to　death　with　the
  vice　I　just　now　mentioned。　　Minos　told　me　I　was　infinitely　too
  bad　for　Elysium；　and　as　for　the　other　place；　the　devil　had　sworn
  he　would　never　entertain　a　poet　for　Orpheus's　sake：　　so　I　was
  forced　to　return　again　to　the　place　from　whence　I　came。〃
  CHAPTER　XXV
  Julian　performs　the　parts　of　a　knight　and　a　dancing…master。
  〃I　now　mounted　the　stage　in　Sicily；　and　became　a　knight…templar；
  but；　as　my　adventures　differ　so　little　from　those　I　have
  recounted　you　in　the　character　of　a　common　soldier；　I　shall　not
  tire　you　with　repetition。　　The　soldier　and　the　captain　differ　in
  reality　so　little　from　one　another；　that　it　requires　an　accurate
  judgment　to　distinguish　them；　the　latter　wears　finer　clothes；　and
  in　times　of　success　lives　somewhat　more　delicately；　but　as　to
  everything　else；　they　very　nearly　resemble　one　another。
  〃My　next　step　was　into　France；　where　fortune　assigned　me　the　part
  of　a　dancing…master。　　I　was　so　expert　in　my　profession　that　I　was
  brought　to　court　in　my　youth；　and　had　the　heels　of　Philip　de
  Valois；　who　afterwards　succeeded　Charles　the　Fair；　committed　to
  my　direction。
  〃I　do　not　remember　that　in　any　of　the　characters　in　which　I
  appeared　on　earth　I　ever　assumed　to　myself　a　greater　dignity；　or
  thought　myself　of　more　real　importance；　than　now。　　I　looked　on
  dancing　as　the　greatest　excellence　of　human　nature；　and　on　myself
  as　the　greatest　proficient　in　it。　　And；　indeed；　this　seemed　to　be
  the　general　opinion　of　the　whole　court；　for　I　was　the　chief
  instructor　of　the　youth　of　both　sexes；　whose　merit　was　almost
  entirely　defined　by　the　advances　they　made　in　that　science　which
  I　had　the　honor　to　profess。　　As　to　myself；　I　was　so　fully
  persuaded　of　this　truth；　that　I　not　only　slighted　and　despised
  those　who　were　ignorant　of　dancing；　but　I　thought　the　highest
  character　I　could　give　any　man　was　that　he　made　a　graceful　bow：
  for　want　of　which　accomplishment　I　had　a　sovereign　contempt　for
  most　persons　of　learning；　nay；　for　some　officers　in　the　army；　and
  a　few　even　of　the　courtiers　themselves。
  〃Though　so　little　of　my　youth　had　been　thrown　away　in　what　they
  call　literature　that　I　could　hardly　write　and　read；　yet　I
  composed　a　treatise　on　education；　the　first　rudiments　of　which；
  as　I　taught；　were　to　instruct　a　child　in　the　science　of　coming
  handsomely　into　a　room。　　In　this　I　corrected　many　faults　of　my
  predecessors；　particularly　that　of　being　too　much　in　a　hurry；　and
  instituting　a　child　in　the　sublimer　parts　of　dancing　before　they
  are　capable　of　making　their　honors。
  〃But　as　I　have　not　now　the　same　high　opinion　of　my　profession
  which　I　had　then；　I　shall　not　entertain　you　with　a　long　history
  of　a　life　which　consisted　of　borees　and　coupees。　　Let　it　suffice
  that　I　lived　to　a　very　old　age　and　followed　my　business　as　long
  as　I　could　crawl。　　At　length　I　revisited　my　old　friend　Minos；　who
  treated　me　with　very　little　respect　and　bade　me　dance　back　again
  to　earth。
  〃I　did　so；　and　was　now　once　more　born　an　Englishman；　bred　up　to
  the　church；　and　at　length　arrived　to　the　station　of　a　bishop。
  〃Nothing　was　so　remarkable　in　this　character　as　my　always
  voting＇10＇。〃
  ＇10＇　Here　part　of　the　manuscript　is　lost；　and　that　a　very
  considerable　one；　as　appears　by　the　number　of　the　next　book
  and　　chapter；　which　contains；　I　find；　the　history　of　Anna　Boleyn；
  but　as　to　the　manner　in　which　it　was　introduced；　or　to　whom　　the
  narrative　is　told；　we　are　totally　left　in　the　dark。　　I　have　　only
  to　remark；　that　this　chapter　is；　in　the　original；　writ　in　a
  woman's　hand：　　and；　though　the　observations　in　it　are；　I　think；
  as　excellent　as　any　in　the　whole　volume；　there　seems　to　be　a
  difference　in　style　between　this　and　the　preceding　chapters；
  and；　as　it　is　the　character　of　a　woman　which　is　related；　I　am
  inclined　to　fancy　it　was　really　written　by　one　of　that　sex。
  BOOK　XIX
  CHAPTER　VII
  Wherein　Anna　Boleyn　relates　the　history　of　her　life。
  〃I　am　going　now　truly　to　recount　a　life　which　from　the　time　of
  its　ceasing　has　been；　in　the　other　world；　the　continual　subject
  of　the　cavils　of　contending　parties；　the　one　making　me　as　black
  as　hell；　the　other　as　pure　and　innocent　as　the　inhabitants　of
  this　blessed　place；　the　mist　of　prejudice　blinding　their　eyes；
  and　zeal　for　what　they　themselves　profess；　making　everything
  appear　in　that　light　which　they　think　most　conduces　to　its　honor。
  〃My　infancy　was　spent　in　my　father's　house；　in　those　childish
  plays　wh