You all did see, that on the Lupercal' Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, 5 10 Have stood against the world: now lies he there, 15 And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters! if I were dispos'd to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, I will not do them wrong: I rather choose But here's a parchment with the name of Cæsar; And they would go and kiss dead Cæsar's wounds, Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, Unto their issue... Have patience, gentle friends; I must not read it: 20 25 30 It is not meet you know how Cæsar lov'd you. The first time ever Cæsar put it on: Look! in this place ran Cassius' dagger through: For when the noble Cæsar saw him stab, 15 20 25 30 5 O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel Kind souls! what! weep you when you but behold They that have done this deed are honorable: I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well mouths, ... And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, 15 20 25 20 To every several man, seventy-five drachmas.... His private arbors, and new-planted orchards, Here was a Cæsar: When comes such another? 5 XIX. APHORISMS. BY JONATHAN SWIFT.' An old miser kept a tame jackdaw, that used to steal pieces of money and hide them in a hole, which the cat observing, asked why he would hoard up those round 10 shining things that he could make no use of. "Why," said the jackdaw, "my master has a whole chest full, and makes no more use of them than I." If men of wit and genius would resolve never to complain in their works of critics and detractors, the next 15 age would not know that they ever had any. I never wonder to see men wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed. Imaginary evils soon become real ones by indulging our reflections on them, as he who in a melancholy 20 fancy sees something like a face on the wall or the wainscot can, by two or three touches with a lead-pencil, make it look visible and agreeing with what he fancied. Men of great parts are often unfortunate in the management of public business, because they are apt to go 25 out of the common road by the quickness of their imag ination. This I once said to my Lord Bolingbroke,' and desired he would observe that the clerks in his office used a sort of ivory knife with a blunt edge to divide a sheet of paper, which never failed to cut it even, only requiring a steady hand; whereas if they should make use of a sharp penknife, the sharpness would make it often go out of the crease and disfigure the paper. 3 5 "He who does not provide for his own house," St. Paul says, "is worse than an infidel;" and I think he who provides only for his own house is just equal with 10 an infidel. When I am reading a book, whether wise or silly, it seems to me to be alive, and talking to me. When I was young I thought all the world, as well as myself, was wholly taken up in discoursing upon the 15 last new play. I never yet knew a wag (as the term is) who was not a dunce. A person reading to me a dull poem of his own making, I prevailed on him to scratch out six lines together; 20 in turning over the leaf, the ink being wet, it marked as many lines on the other side; whereof the poet complaining, I bid him be easy, for it would be better if those were out too. We have just enough religion to make us hate, but 25 not enough to make us love one another. When we desire or solicit anything, our minds run wholly on the good side or circumstances of it; when it is obtained, our minds run wholly on the bad ones. The latter part of a wise man's life is taken up in 30 curing the follies, prejudices, and false opinions he had contracted in the former. Would a writer know how to behave himself with relation to posterity, let him consider in old books what |