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Article THE FREEMASON. No. IV. ← Page 2 of 4 →
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The Freemason. No. Iv.
distressed , yon will be so kind as to rescue a poor author from obscurity b y now and then introducing into your Numbers a few of his fragments , and recommending him to the great ones for their countenance . I was born a poet—poeta nascitur , non fit—and still retaining the mcoethes scribendi , was continually scribbling for the benefit of mankind cannot
, as I say it was for my own benefit , seeing that my volumes brought me nothing but a wife , for which wife i am indebted to a wish which I published among several other miscellaneous articles .- When first married , I thought' myself transported in the arms of my wife— -my fancies were more pregnant , though equally unsuccessful wife brought me nothing but children and to do
; my ; , her justice , she was a , very good wife in-this respect , havino- twins twice running . I was soon surrounded with a famil y whose hungry cries furnished me indeed with subject enough for my elegies ; bur , alas ! . my elegies could not furnish them with bread . " We were now . obliged to live in a garret—for this , as Chagrin observes , in All in Good Humour , is the way that authors rise . Here I endeavoured to but few rh
study , ymes could I think of while confounded with the children ' s noise . One night , while they were dispersed about . Johnny in the cradle—Tom on the ground—and Betty and Anne in bed—I invoked Apollo to assist me , and ———As I lay musing o ' er the table A sudden sleep fell on limbs
my eyes , my Became inactive all , and back against An elbow-chair I fell , where for some time Insensible I lay—till , on a sudden , To my tortured fancy there appeared , what In prose characters I shall now relate .
Methought the god that I invoked appeared before me . At first he shone so bri ght I could not well behold him , but upon his removing his rays I was able to advance and see . It is not to be doubted but that I made the most profound acknowledgements of respect . I bowed several times ; at last the god waved his wand , and bade me follow him—so , indeed , I did—and now , methought , he ht
broug me . into a large garden , surrounded with laurel-trees ; upon each side were small houses—he entered one of them , while I , in obedience to his godship ' s command , attended . . I now beheld a motley crew in black : on one side sat a man Who was toiling with pen and ink ; I marked him giving up his papers to another ; another who was using his knife , and cutting to pieces
what the others wrote ; but behind was a man stealing from one to another : he had a pencil and a pocket-book , and was writing down whatever was said or read . Methought his pockets were full of papers and books , and every one he met with he was presenting them with these . Now , cried Apollo , behold yourself—there you are toiling with anxious hopes and fears , while Mr . Curtail , whom you see with a knife , is dissecting these writings in order to make less volumes ; b y
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The Freemason. No. Iv.
distressed , yon will be so kind as to rescue a poor author from obscurity b y now and then introducing into your Numbers a few of his fragments , and recommending him to the great ones for their countenance . I was born a poet—poeta nascitur , non fit—and still retaining the mcoethes scribendi , was continually scribbling for the benefit of mankind cannot
, as I say it was for my own benefit , seeing that my volumes brought me nothing but a wife , for which wife i am indebted to a wish which I published among several other miscellaneous articles .- When first married , I thought' myself transported in the arms of my wife— -my fancies were more pregnant , though equally unsuccessful wife brought me nothing but children and to do
; my ; , her justice , she was a , very good wife in-this respect , havino- twins twice running . I was soon surrounded with a famil y whose hungry cries furnished me indeed with subject enough for my elegies ; bur , alas ! . my elegies could not furnish them with bread . " We were now . obliged to live in a garret—for this , as Chagrin observes , in All in Good Humour , is the way that authors rise . Here I endeavoured to but few rh
study , ymes could I think of while confounded with the children ' s noise . One night , while they were dispersed about . Johnny in the cradle—Tom on the ground—and Betty and Anne in bed—I invoked Apollo to assist me , and ———As I lay musing o ' er the table A sudden sleep fell on limbs
my eyes , my Became inactive all , and back against An elbow-chair I fell , where for some time Insensible I lay—till , on a sudden , To my tortured fancy there appeared , what In prose characters I shall now relate .
Methought the god that I invoked appeared before me . At first he shone so bri ght I could not well behold him , but upon his removing his rays I was able to advance and see . It is not to be doubted but that I made the most profound acknowledgements of respect . I bowed several times ; at last the god waved his wand , and bade me follow him—so , indeed , I did—and now , methought , he ht
broug me . into a large garden , surrounded with laurel-trees ; upon each side were small houses—he entered one of them , while I , in obedience to his godship ' s command , attended . . I now beheld a motley crew in black : on one side sat a man Who was toiling with pen and ink ; I marked him giving up his papers to another ; another who was using his knife , and cutting to pieces
what the others wrote ; but behind was a man stealing from one to another : he had a pencil and a pocket-book , and was writing down whatever was said or read . Methought his pockets were full of papers and books , and every one he met with he was presenting them with these . Now , cried Apollo , behold yourself—there you are toiling with anxious hopes and fears , while Mr . Curtail , whom you see with a knife , is dissecting these writings in order to make less volumes ; b y