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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A57489	Familiar letters: vol. I. Written by the Right Honourable, John, late Earl of Rochester, to the honourable Henry Savile, esq; and other letters by persons of honour and quality. With letters written by the most ingenious Mr. Tho. Otway, and Mrs. K. Philips. Publish'd from their original copies. With modern letters by Tho. Cheek, Esq; Mr. Dennis, and Mr. Brown.	Rochester, John Wilmot, Earl of, 1647-1680.; Otway, Thomas, 1652-1685.; Brown, Thomas, 1663-1704.; Cheek, Thomas.; Philips, Katherine, 1631-1664.; Dennis, John, 1657-1734.	1697 (1697)	Wing R1744A; ESTC R222099	74,413	242

Structure of the Human Body When your Affairs will permit you to come to London you and I will take an Opportunity to wait upon the Doctor who I know will give you what farther Satisfaction you can desire And now Mr. Raphson I hope you have finish'd in your Country Retirement your Treatise de Spatio Infinito Reali which the Learned World has so long expected from your Hands All your Friends here earnestly long to see you in Town and particularly my self who am Your most Obliged Friend and Servant T. BROWN TWO LETTERS BY Capt. AYLOFFE To the Lord North and Grey MY LORD YOu seem to wonder what should be the reason that Men in Matters of Gallantry generally have incurr'd the Censure of Inconstancy when Women prove faithful even to an Inconveniency One reason I believe is that we hate to be long confin'd and their Conversation soon palls tho' what may be assigned with greater plausibleness I think is that those very Favours a Woman grants to her Lover increase and continue her Affection but withal lessen his Mens Passion almost always extinguish with possession and what is the Parent of a Woman's Tenderness is the Paricide of ours We seldom adore longer than we desire and what we aim at most can be conferr'd but once In our Sex there is not that fatal distinction but as a Virgin after yielding has dispossess'd herself of that Jewel which every one was willing to have purchas'd and only courted her for I believe the Demonstrations of Love from Women are more real than ours there being too frequently more of Vanity than Verity more of Study than Affection in our Pretences But it 's no small Wound in a Woman's Heart that constrains her to speak and I really am of opinion that she can hardly love more violently who confesses she loves at all A Word sometimes drops from their Mouths which as it was undesign'd gives a clearer evidence of a growing Inclination than all the elaborate Actions and affected Languishings the greatest part of Gallants put in practice A lovely Face is certainly the most agreeable Object our Eyes can behold and the very Sound of the Voice of one we dearly love is beyond the softest Harmony Yet by I know not what Fate I have seen the Juncture when both were without any effect and this more than once The Latitude I fancy which we take in our Addresses makes the Impression but feeble Variety of Objects distracts the choice and we conserve our Liberty while we are pitching upon a Tyrant The indulgence of one Woman who is not extreamly charming makes some sort of reparation for the slighted Vows we vainly offer'd to a cruel Beauty Few Men are so much in love as to be Proof against the continued Scorn of the most agreeable Phillis We ask to obtain not to be deny'd and he that can find the ●ame satisfaction in every place will hardly ●e long confin'd to any one Not but that Women speaking generally are not so perfidious as Men and it is Iniustice as well as Malice in us to treat 'em as we do They deserve really more than Policy will permit us to shew 'em they do Your Lordship 's Humble Servant AYLOFFE To a Friend in the Country YOu have now at length left scouring the Watch and teizing the Exchange-women bid adieu to Bourdeaux and taken up with Barrel-ale You are all the Morning galloping after a Fox all the Evening in a smoaky Chimny-corner recounting whose Horse leap'd best was oftenest in with the Dogs and how readily Lightfoot hit the cooling Scent and reviv'd your drooping Spirits with a prospect of more diversion which some Men who think themselves as wise in the enjoyment of this World as all the Men in Oxford-shire are pleas'd to term meer fatigue And I believe your own Footman would not ride so far and so hard to fetch a good Dinner as both of you do to see the Death of a stinking Beast Has not the Rose as good Accommodation as your Catherine-wheel Inn And does not a Masque give a more Christian-like chase and conclude in more satisfaction than the Animal you wot of I saw your Letters to some of our Club and laugh'd not a little at the strangeness of your Style it smelt of filthy Tobacco and was stain'd with your dropping Tankard You acquainted 'em at large with the Scituation of your Mansion-house how a knot of branching Elms defended it from the North-wind that the South-sun gave you good Grapes and most sort of Wall-fruits your Melons came on apace and you had hopes of much good Fruit this Summer After all in Covent-gard●n Market we can buy in one quarter of an Hour better Plants than your's and richer Melons for Groats a piece than you have been poring over this three Months You thank'd 'em for some News that was so old we hardly could imagin what you meant till Tom who has all the Gazetts and Pamphlets lock'd up in his Heart as David did the Commandments disclos'd the Mystery to us I pity your new State indeed Your Gazetts are as stale as your Drink which tho' brew'd in March is not broach'd till December The chief Topicks of Discourse for Conversation you have none are Hawks Horses and Hounds every one of 'em as much God's Image as he that keeps 'em and glorifies the Creator in a greater degree and to more purpose This you call a seasonable retreat from the Lewdness of London to enjoy a calm and quiet Life Heaven knows you drink more there and more ignoble and ungenerous Liquors than we in Town for yours is down-right Drinking Your Whoring I will allow safer but it is meer Brutality too there is no such thing as Intrigue in all your County which is like an exquisite Sawce to good Meat qualifying the Palate more voluptuously Well 't is Six and I must to the Club whereas we will Pity your Solitude and Drink your Prosperity in a Cup that is worth a Stable of Horses and a Kennel of Hounds So adieu The End of the First Volume BOOKS newly Printed for and Sold by Samuel Briscoe in Russel-street the Corner of Charles-street Covent-garden 1697. POlybius's Roman History translated by Sir H. Sneers With the Character and Life of the Author by Mr. Dryden Letters on several ●ccasions Written by and between Mr. Dryden Mr. Wycherl●y Mr. Congreve and Mr. Dennis With a Translation of Vo●ture's Letters by Mr. Dryden and Mr. Dennis The Second Edition The World bewitch'd Written by B●ltaz●r B●kker Minister of Amsterdam Translated into ●nglish from a Copy approvd by the Author The History of the Revolu●ion of Sweden Translated by the ingenious Dr. Mitchel The Second Edition Mrs. B●●●'s Novels and Historie● in one Vol. Also her Memoirs and Life by a Lady of her Acquaintance with her Pict●re curiously engraven on a Copper-plate Wi●h Love-Le●ter● The Third Edition with Novels never before printed The Cour●ier's Manual Or the Art of Prudence Written by Balta●●r Gracian one of the greatest Wits of Sp●in Translated into English by a Person of Honour The Select C●medies of Plautus Transl●ted by Mr. Eachard With Critical Reflections on the Ancient and Modern Dramatique Rule by Mr. Eachard There is in the Press and will speedily be publish'd The Annals and History of Cornelius Tacitus Tran●l●●ed into English by Mr. ●ryd●n and several eminent Persons of Honour and Q●ality Wi●h Historical and Political Not●s by Amelo● de la Husa In three Volu●es 8 ●o * Monsieur de Besons

beg it may Heaven hear the Prayers of T. BROWN To the Honourable in the Pall-mall SIR LAst Night I had the following Verses which for my part I confess I never saw before given me by a Gentleman who assur'd me they were written by my late Lord Rochester and knowing what a just Value you have for all the Compositions of that incomparable Person I was resolv'd to send 'em to you by the first opportunity 'T is indeed very strange how they could be continued in private hands all this while since the great care that has been taken to print every Line of his Lordship's Writing that would endure a publick view But I am not able to assign the Reason for it All that you need know concerning the occasion of them is that they were writ●en in a Lady's Prayer-book Fling this useless Book away And presume no more to pray Heav'n is just and can bestow Mercy on none but those that mercy show With a proud Heart maliciously inclin'd Not to encrease but to subdue Mankind In vain you vex the Gods with your Petition Without Repentance and sincere Contrition You 'r in a Reprobate Condition Phillis to calm the angry Powers And save my Soul as well as yours Relieve poor Mortals from Despair And Iustifie the Gods that made you fair And in those bright and charming Eyes Let Pity first appear then Love That we by easie steps may rise Through all the Ioys on Earth to those Above I cannot swear to their being genuine however there 's something so delicate in the Thought so easie and beautiful in the Expression that I am without much difficulty to be perswaded that they belong to my Lord. Besides I cannot imagine with what prospect any Gentleman should disown a Copy of Verses which might have done him no ill Service with the Ladies to father them upon his Lordship whose Reputation was so well establish'd among them beforehand by a numerous and lawful Issue of his own begetting The Song that comes along with them was written by Mr. Gl of Lincoln's-Inn and I believe you 'll applaud my Judgment for seeking to entertain you out of my Friend's Store who understands the Harmony of an English Ode so well since I have nothing of mine own that deserves transcribing I. Phillis has a gentle Heart Willing to the Lover's Courting Wanton Nature all the Art To direct her in her Sporting In th' Embrace the Look the Kiss All is real Inclination No false Raptures in the Bliss No feign'd Sighings in the Passion II. But oh who the Charms can speak Who the thousand ways of toying When she does the Lover make All a God in her enjoying Who the Limbs that round him move And constrain him to the Blisses Who the Eyes that Swim in Love Or the Lips that suck in Kisses III. Oh the Freaks when mad she grows Raves all wild with the possessing Oh the silent Trance which shows The Delight above expressing Every way she does engage Idly talking speechless lying She transports me with the Rage And she kills me in her Dying I could not but laugh at one Passage in your Letter where you tell me That you and half a dozen more had like to have been talk'd to death t'other day by upon the Success of his late Play For my part I don't pity you at all for why the Devil should a Man run his Head against a Brick-wall whe● he may avoid it On the other hand I wonder why you Gentlemen of Will 's Coffee-house who pretend to study Pleasure above other People should not as naturally scamper out of the Room when your Persecut●r appears as Monsieur Misson tells us the Dogs in Italy ran out of Church as soon as ever they see a Capuchin mount the Pulpit I find by you that the abovemention'd everlasting Babillard plagued you with his Songs and talked of outdoing Don Quixot of Melodious Memory so far I agree with him that if he has any Genious it lies wholly in Sonnet But Heaven be prais'd notwithstanding all the feeble Efforts of his Enemies to depose him Mr. D'Vrfey still continues the only Legal Rightful and Undoubted King of Lyricland whom God grant long to Reign over all his Hamlets and may no Gallic Attempts against his Crown or Person ever prosper So wishes Your most obliged Servant T. BROWN To My Lady I Found a Letter of your Ladiship 's own Hand left for me last Night at my Lodgings This Morning a Porter visited me with another of the sort and just now going to dine with some Friends at the Blew-posts you send me a third to refresh my Memory I vow to God Madam if you continue to draw your Bills so ●ast upon me I must be forc'd to protest them in my own defence or fly my Country But with submission methinks the Language of all three was very surprizing You complain of my absence and coldness and the Lord knows what tho' 't is but four days ago since I gave you the best convictions of my Love I cou'd and you flatter'd me strangely if you were not satisfied with them May I be as unacceptable to all Womankind as an old Eunuch with Io. Haynes's Voice if there 's a Person in the Universe whom I adore above yourself but the devoutest Lover upon Earth may sometimes be without an Offering and then certainly he 's excused by all Love's Cannon-Law in the World for not coming to the Altar There are People I know that love to hear the rattling of the Boxes and show themselves at the Groom-Porter's when they have not a Farthing in their Pockets but for my part I cou'd never endure to be an idle Looker on I have a thousand Obligations to your Ladiship and till I am in a capacity to repay them shou'd be as uneasy to see you as any other Creditor when I have no Money to send him going I am so very honest in my own nature that I wou'd not put you off with half Payments and if I were not your Ladiship is so discerning that I might much easier palm clipt Mony upon a Jew than succeed in such a trick with so nice a Judge Perhaps Madam you are scrupulous in this matter even to a Fault 'T is not enough for you that your Mony is Parliamentary and that other People wou'd be glad on 't for if it is not of the largest size or wants one grain of its due weight you reject it with indignation But what is the hardest case of all and you must pardon me Madam if I take this occasion to reproach you with it you are for engrossing a Man's whole Cash to your self and by your good will wou'd not leave him one solitary Testar to distribute among the Needy elsewhere tho' you don't know what Objects of Charity he may meet abroad This in truth is very severe usage 'T is the same as if the Government shou'd only take care to pay off the Soldiers in Flanders and suffer the

unfortunate Pilgrims tho' he appears very obdurate ●o the Complaints of his own best Concubine and your fair Kinswoman M who now starves The Packet inclos'd in your last I read with all the sence of Compassion it merits and if I can prove so unexpectedly happy to succeed in my Endeavou●s for that Fair Unfortunate she shall have a speedy account I thank God there is yet a Harry Savile in E●gland with whom I drank your Health last Week at Sir William Coventry's and who in Features Proportion and Pledging gives me so lively an Idea of yourself that I am resolv'd to retire into Oxfordshire and enjoy him till Shiloe come or you from France ROCHESTER Ended the 2● th of June 1679. TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE HARRY ANY kind of Correspondence with such a Friend as you is very agreeable and therefore you will easily believe I am very ill when I lose the opportunity of Writing to you But Mr. Povy comes into my Mind and hinders farther Compliment In a plainer way I must tell you I pray for your hapyy Restoration but was not at all sorry for your glorious Disgrace which is an Honour considering the Cause I wou'd say something to the serious part as you were pleas'd to call it of your former Letter but it will disgrace my Politicks to differ from yours who have wrought now sometime under the best and keenest Statesmen our Cabinet boasts of But to confess the Truth my Advice to the Lady you wot of has ever been this Take your Measures just contrary to your Rivals live in Peace with all the World and easily with the King Never be so Ill-natur'd to stir up his Anger against others but let him forget the use of a Passion which is never to do you good Cherish his Love where-ever it inclines and be assur'd you can't commit greater Folly than pretending to be Iealous but on the contrary with Hand Body Head Heart and all the Faculties you have contribute to his Pleasure all you can and comply with his Desires throughout And for new Intrigues so you be at one end 't is no matter which Make Sport when you can at other times help it Thus I have giv'n you an account how unfit I am to give the Advice you propos'd Besides this you may judge whether I was a good Pimp or no. But some thought otherwise and so truly I have renounc'd Business let abler Men try it More a great deal I would say but upon this Subject and for this time I beg this may suffice from Your humble and most affectionate faithful Servant ROCHESTER TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE Dear SAVILE 'T Is not that I am the idlest Creature living and only chuse to imploy my Thoughts rather upon my Friends than to languish all the Day in the tediousness of doing nothing that I write to you but owning that tho' you excel most Men in Friendship and good Nature you are not quite exempt from all Human Frailty I send this to hinder you from forgetting a Man who loves you very heartily The World ever since I can remember has been still so insupportably the same that 't were vain to hope there were any alterations and ther●fore I can have no curiosity for News only I wou'd be glad to know if the Parliament be like to sit any time for the Peers of England being grown of late Years very considerable in the Government I wou'd make one at the Session Livy and Sickness has a little inclin'd me to Policy when I come to Town I make no question but to change that Folly for some less whether Wine or Women I know not according as my Constitution serves me Till when Dear Harry Farewel When you Dine at my Lord Lisle's let me be remembred Kings and Princes are only as Incomprehensible as what they pret●nd to represent but apparently as Frail as Those they Govern This is a Season of Tribulation and I piously beg of Almighty God that the strict Severity shewn to one scandalous Sin amongst us may Expiate for all grievous Calamities So help them God whom it concerns TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE HARRY IF Sack and Sugar be a Sin God help the Wicked was the Saying of a merry fat Gentleman who liv'd in Days of Yore lov'd a Glass of Wine wou'd be merry with a Friend and sometimes had an unlucky Fancy for a Wench Now dear Mr. Savile forgive me if I confess that upon several occasions you have put me in mind of this fat Person and now more particularly for thinking upon your present Circumstances I cannot but say with myself If loving a pretty Woman and hating Lautherdale bring Banishments and Pox the Lord have mercy upon poor Thieves and S s But by this time all your Inconveniences for to a Man of your very good Sence no outward Accidents are more draw very near their end For my own part I 'm taking pains not to die without knowing how to live on when I have brought it about But most Human Affairs are carried on at the same nonsensical rate which makes me who am now grown Superstitious think it a Fault to laugh at the Monky we have here when I compare his Condition with Mankind You will be very good-natur'd if you keep your Word and write to me sometimes And so good Night dear Mr. Savile ROCHESTER TO THE Honourable HENRY SAVILE HARRY WHether Love Wine or Wisdom which rule you by turns have the present Ascendant I cannot pretend to determine at this distance but Good-nature which waits about you with more diligence than Godfrey himself is my Security that you are unmindful of your absent Friends To be from you and forgotten by you at once is a Misfortune I never was criminal enough to merit since to the Black and Fair Countess I villanously betray'd the daily Addresses of your divided Heart You forgave that upon the first Bottle and upon the second on my Conscience wou'd have renounc'd them and the whole Sex Oh! That second Bottle Harry is the Sin●●rest Wisest and most Impartial Downright Friend we have tells us truth of o●rselves and forces us to speak Truths of others banishes Flattery from our Tongues and distru●t from our Hearts sets us above the mean Policy of Court-Prudence which makes us lie to one another all Day for fear of being betray'd by each other at Night And before God I believe the errantest Villain breathing is honest as long as that Bottle lives and few of that Tribe dare venture upon him at least among the Courtiers and Statesmen I have seriously consider'd one thing That the three Businesses of this Age Women Politicks and Drinking the la●t is the only Exercise at which you and I have not prov'd ourselves errant Fumblers If you have the Vanity to think otherwise when we meet let us appeal to Friends of both Sexes and as they shall determine live and die their Drunkards or entire Lovers For as we mince the Matter