The works of Mr. Thomas Brown, serious and comical : in prose and verse, with his remains in four volumes compleat; vol. IIBrown, Thomas
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The works of Mr. Thomas Brown, serious and comical : in prose and verse, with his remains in four volumes compleat; vol. II
Brown, Thomas
English wit and humor -- Early works to 1800; Erotic literature -- Early works to 1800; Latin literature -- Translations into English
The friendship that was between us formerly, equally obliges me to give
you a relation of my travels, and assures me of its welcome. Since my
peregrination from your factious regions, I have palled over various and
stupendious lakes; the roads are somewhat dark indeed, but the continued
exhalations of those amazing streams, make the travellers able to pass,
without running foul of one another. But ’tis equally remarkable,
considering the length and darkness of the passage, that no person was
ever cast away on this river _Styx_, as I am credibly inform’d by the
ferryman, who has ply’d here time out of mind. The dogs are pretty rife
in this country, and full as insufferable as ever they were among you: I
unfortunately forgot my lozenge-box, and have much impair’d my lungs;
but they assure me, that these defluxions of rheums never kill. ’Tis
prodigious, I protest, brother, to see how soon we learn the language,
or rather jargon of the place! how fast they come in from all parts of
the habitable world! And yet there is but one boat neither, and that no
bigger than above-bridge-wherry. At my coming ashoar, I was very
familiarly entertain’d, and directed to an apartment in _Cocytus_: But
there was not one corner in all my passage, but I met some or other of
the wrangling fraternity of _Westminster_. I immediately suggested to
myself, that there might be (peradventure) a call of serjeants by his
majesty _Pluto_, who is sovereign of these gloomy regions; and who
besides his general residence here, has a most magnificent palace about
twenty miles off, at _Erebus_, on the side of the river _Phlegethon_. He
is one of a somewhat stern aspect, not easy of access; haughty in his
deportment, and barbarous to the last degree in his nature. There is no
sort of people he sets so much by, as those of our profession, tho’ I
have not heard of any lawyer that had the honour to be in his cellar as
yet. Our old friend and fellow-toper judge _D_---- has very good
business here, upon my word, as likely to be preferr’d, as vacancies
happen; for ’tis always term-time in this kingdom throughout; and
besides, when he had his _quietus_ sent him by the hands of Sir
_Thin-chops Mors_, you and I remember very well, that he had not the
best reputation for a man of parts. In the crowd of our pains-taking
brethren in the litigious school, I remark’d an innumerable quantity
that I was not quite an utter stranger to their faces, more
particularly, Mr. _Fil_----, who, you know, did not want for sense, wit,
law, and good manners; and yet had so profound a genious, that he could
dispatch more business, and more wine in one night’s time, than _Bob.
Weeden_ would have wish’d for a patrimony: He very humanly accosted me,
and after a million of mutual civilities, he forced me to accept of my
mornings draught with him. At night you know, I never refuse my bottle;
but for morning tippling, it was always my aversion, my abomination, my
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