London Pride, Or, When the World Was YoungerBraddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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London Pride, Or, When the World Was Younger
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
Great Britain -- History -- Charles II, 1660-1685 -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
“Later, during the long dinner, Mr. Pepys made allusions to an unhappy
passion of his master and patron, Lord Sandwich, that had diverted his
mind from public business, and was likely to bring him to disgrace.
Nothing was said plainly about this matter, but rather in hints and
innuendoes, and my brother’s brow darkened as the conversation went on;
and then, at last, after sitting silent for some time while Mr. Evelyn
and Mr. Pepys conversed, he broke up their discourse in a rough, abrupt
way he has when greatly moved.
“‘He is a wretch—a guilty wretch—to love where he should not, to hazard
the world’s esteem, to grieve his wife, and to dishonour his name! And
yet, I wonder, is he happier in his sinful indulgence than if he had
played a Roman part, or, like the Spartan lad we read of, had let the
wild-beast passion gnaw his heart out, and yet made no sign? To suffer
and die, that is virtue, I take it, Mr. Evelyn; and you Christian sages
assure us that virtue is happiness. A strange kind of happiness!’
“‘The Christian’s law is a law of sacrifice,’ Mr. Evelyn said, in his
melancholic way. ‘The harvest of surrender here is to be garnered in a
better world.’
“‘But if Sandwich does not believe in the everlasting joys of the
heavenly Jerusalem—and prefers to anticipate his harvest of joy!’ said
Fareham.
“‘Then he is the more to be pitied,’ interrupted Mr. Evelyn.
“‘He is as God made him. Nothing can come out of a man but what his
Maker put in him. Your gold vase there will not turn vicious and
produce copper—nor can all your alchemy turn copper to gold. There are
some of us who believe that a man can live only once, and love only
once, and be happy only once in that pitiful span of infirmities which
we call life; and that he is wisest who gathers his roses while he
may—as Mr. Pepys sang to us this morning.’
“Mr. Evelyn sighed, and looked at my brother with mild reproof.
“‘If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most
miserable,’ he said. ‘My lord, when those you love people the Heavenly
City, you will begin to believe and hope as I do.’
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