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nance. In this case, however, I think the air of the whole face is much more expressive' than the lines of it: the truth of it is, the air is generally nothing else but the inward disposition of the mind made visible.

Those who have established Physiognomy into an art, and laid down rules of judging mens tempers by their faces, have regarded the features much more than the air. Martial has a pretty Epigram on this subject.

Crine ruber, niger ore, brevis pede, lumine lasus;

Rem magnam præftas, Zoile, si bonus es.
Thy beard and head are of a different die;
Short of one foot, distorted in an eye:
With all these tokens of a knave compleat,

Should'st thou be honest, thou’rt a dev'lish cheat.
I have seen a very ingenious Author on this subject, who founds his
speculations on the supposition, that as a man hath in the mould of bis
face a remote likeness to that of an Ox, a Sheep, a Lion, an Hog, or
any other creature ; he hath the fame resemblance in the frame of his
mind, and is subject to those passions which are predominant in the crea-
türe that appears in his countenance. Accordingly he gives the prints of
several faces that are of a different mould, and by a little over-charging
the likeness, discovers the figures of these feveral kinds of brutal faces
in human features. I remember in the life of the famous Prince of Con-
de the writer observes, the face of that Prince was like the face of an
Eagle, and that the Prince was very well pleased to be told fo. In this
case therefore we may be sure, that he had in his mind fome general im-
plicit notion of this art of Physiognomy which I have just now mentio-
ned; and that when his Courtiers told him his face was made like an
Eagle's, he understood them in the same manner as if they had told him,
there was something in his looks which shewed him to be strong, active,
piercing, and of a royal descent. Whether or no the different motions
of the animal spirits in different passions, may have any effect on the mould
of the face when the lineaments are pliable and tender, or whether the
same kind of souls require the same kind of habitations, I shall leave i to
the confideration of the curious. In the mean time I think nothing
can be more glorious than for a man to give the lie to his face, and to
be an honest, just, good-natured man, in spite of all those marks and
signatures which 'nature seems to have set upon him for the contrary.
This very often happens among those, who instead of being exaspera-


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ted by their own looks, or envying the looks, of others, apply themfelves entirely to the cultivating of their minds, and getting those beauties which are more lasting, and more ornamental. I have seen many an amiable piece of deformity; and have observed a certain chearfulness in as bad a system of features as ever was clapped together, which hath appeared more lovely than all the blooming charms of an insolent beauty. There is a double praise due to virtue, when it is lodged in a body that seems to have been prepared for the reception of vice; in many such cases the soul and the body do not seem to be fellows.

Socrates was an extraordinary instance of this Nature. There chanced to be a great Physiognomist in his time at Athens, who had made strange discoveries of mens tempers and inclinations by their outward appearances. Socrates's disciples, that they might put this Artist to the tryal, carried him to their master, whom he had never seen before, and did not know he was then in company with him. After a thort examination of his face, the Physiognomist pronounced him the most lewd, libidinous, drunken old fellow that he had ever met with in his whole life. Upon which the disciples all burst out a laughing, as thinking they had detected the fallhood and vanity of his art. But Socrates told them, that the principles of his art might be very true, notwithstanding his present mistake; for that he himself was naturally inclined to those particular vices which the Physiognomist had discovered in his countenance, but that he had conquered the strong dispositions he was born with by the dictates of Philosophy

We are indeed told by an ancient Author, that Socrates very much re· sembled Silenus in his face, which we find to have been very rightly

observed from the statues and busts of both, that are still extant ; as well as on several antique seals and precious stones, which are frequently enough to be met with in the cabinets of the curious. But however observations of this nature may sometimes hold, a wise man should be particularly cautious how he gives credit to a man's outward appearance. It is an irreparable injustice we are guilty of towards one another, when we are prejudiced by the looks and features of those whom we do not know. How often do we conceive hatred against a person of worth, or fancy a man to be proud and ill-natnred by his aspect, whom we think we cannot esteem too much when we are acquainted with his real cha. racter? Dr. Moore, in his admirable fystem of ethicks, reckons this particular inclination to take a prejudice against a man for his looks, among the smaller vices in morality, and, if I remember, gives it the name of a Profopolepfia.

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Petite hinc juvenes que senesque
Finem animo certum, miserisque viatica canis.
Cras hoc fiet. Idem cras fiet. Quid? quasi magnum
Nempe diem donas; fed cum lux altera venit,
Jam cras hesternum confumpfimus ; ecce aliud cras
Egerit hus annos, et semper paulum erit ultra.
Nam quamvis prope te, quamvis temone sub una
Vertentem fefe fruftra feetabere canthum.



S my correspondents upon the subject of love are very numerous,
it is my design, if possible, to range them under several heads,

and address my self to them at different times. The first branch of them, to whose service I shall dedicate this paper, are those that have to do with women of dilatory tempers, who are for fpinning out the time of courtship to an immoderate length, without being able either to close with their lovers, or to dismiss them. I have many l'etters by me filled with complaints against this sort of women. In one of them no less a man than a brother of the coiff tells me, that he began his suit Vicesimo nono Caroli fecundi before he had been a twelve-month at the Temple; that he profecuted it for many years after he was called to the Bar; that at present he is a Serjeant at Law; and notwithstanding he hoped that matters would have been fong since brought to an issue, the fair one still demurrs. I am so well pleased with this Gentleman's Phrase, that I shall distinguish this sect of women by the title of Demurrers. I find by another fetter from one that calls himself Thyrfis, that his mistress has been demurring above these seven years. But among all my Plaintiffs of this nature, I most pity the unfortunate Philander, a man of a constant passion and plentiful fortune, who sets forth that the timorous and irresolute Sylvia has demurred till she is past child-bearing. Strephon appears


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by his letter to be a very cholerick lover, and irrevocably smitten with
one that demurrs out of self-interest. He tells me with great passion that
she has bubbled him out of his youth; that she drilled him on to five and
fifty, and that he verily believes she will drop him in his old age if the
can find her account in another. I shall conclude this narrative with a let-
ter from honest Sam. HOPEWELL, a very pleasant fellow, who it seems
has at last married a Demurrer: I must only premise, that SAM. who is a
very good bottle-companion, has been the diversion of his friends, upon
account of his passion, ever since the year one thousand six hundred and
eighty one.
Dear Sir,

OU know very well my passion for Mrs. Martha, and what a dance

“ fhe has led me: she took me out at the age of two and twenty, and dodged with me above thirty years. I have loved her till she is

grown as gray as a cat, and am with much ado become the master of “ her person, such as it is at present. She is however in my eye a very “ charming old woman. We often lament that we did not marry soon

er, but she has no body to blame for it but her self: You know very
6 well that she would never think of me whilst she had a tooth in her
“ head. I have put the date of my passion (Anno Amoris trigefimo pri-

mo) instead of a posie, on my wedding-ring. I expe&t you should send :
« me a congratulatory letter, or, if you please, an Epithalamium, upon
«: this occasion.

Mrs. Martha's and yours eternally, ·

in order to banish an evil out of the world, that does not only pro-
duce great uneasiness to private persons, but has alfo a very bad influence
on the publick, I'fhall endeavour to Thew the folly of Demurring from
two or three reflections, which I earnestly recommend to the thoughts of
my fair Readers.

First of all I would have them seriously think on the shortness of their
time. Life is not long enough for a Coquette to play all her tricks in. A
timorous woman drops into her grave before she has done deliberating.
Were the age of man the same that it was before the flood, a Lady might
facrifice half a century to a scruple, and be two or three ages in demur-
ring. Had the nine hundred years good, she might hold out to the con-
version of the Jews before she thought fit to be prevailed upon. But,


alas! she ought to play her párt in haste, when the confiders that the is suddenly to quit the stage, and make room for others.

In the second place, I would desire my female Readers to consider, that as the term of life is Thort, that of beauty is much Thorter. The finest skin wrinkles in a few years, and loses the strength of its colouring so soon, that we have scarce time to admire it. I might embellish this fubject with roses and rain-bows, and several other ingenious conceits, which I may poslibly reserve for another opportunity.

There is a third confideration which I would likewise recommend to a Demurrer, and that is the great danger of her falling in love when she is about threescore, if the cannot satisfie her doubts and scruples before that time. There is a kind of latter spring, that sometimes gets into the blood of an old woman, and turns her into a very odd sort of an animal. I would therefore have the Demurrer consider what a strange figure fhe will make, if the chances to get over all difficulties, and comes to a final refolution, in that unfeasonable part of her life.

I would not however be understood, by any thing I have here said, to discourage that natural modelty in the sex, which renders a retreat from the first approaches of a lovci boik fåthionable and graceful; all that I intend, is, to advise them, when they are prompted by reason and inclination, to demurr only out of form, and so far as decency requires. A virtuous woman should reject the first offer of marriage, as a good man does that of a Bilhoprick ; but I would advise neither the one nor the other to persist in refusing what they secretly approve. I would in this particular propose the example of Eve to all her daughters, as Milton has represented her in the following passage, which I cannot forbear tranfcribing entire, though only the twelve last lines are to my present purpose.

The rib he form'd and fashion'd with his hands ;
Under his forming hands a creature grew,
Manlike, but diff'rent Yex, jo lovely fair,
That what seem'd fair in all the world, seem'd now
Mean, or in her sunm'd up, in her contain'd;
And in her looks, which from that time infus’d
Sweetness into my heart wwfelt before,
And into all things from her air inspir'd
The spirit of love and amorous delight.

She disappear'd;' and left me dark; I wak'd
To find her, or for ever to deplore


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