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
Pray, _Madam_, tho’ I have been so free with you, as to deliver you my
sentiments, don’t you take me to be a person that ever put them into
practice; I only tell you, according to my present judgment, what I
believe I should do, was I under the same predicament with many ladies,
whom I see daily in the boxes; but I thank my stars, I had always more
modesty than to be lewd; and more generosity, than to be mercenary; and
have hitherto took care to preserve a virtuous reputation,
notwithstanding I know what I know; therefore I defy your conscience
peeping; besides, that was in another world; and when all comes to all,
I believe ’tis only a piece of your own romantick wit, and as such I
take it. _So farewel._
_From Madam_ CRESWELL _of_ pious Memory, _to her Sister in
Iniquity_ MOLL QUARLES _of_ Known Integrity.
_Dear Sister_,
It is no little grief to me on this side the grave, to hear what a low
ebb the good old trade of basket-making is reduc’d to in the age you
live in; for I hear it is as much as a woman of tolerable beauty, and
reasonable share of experience can well do, to keep clean smocks to her
back, and pay her surgeon; when in my time, praised be the l--rd for it,
I kept my family as neat and sweet, poor girls, as any alderman’s
daughters in the city of _London_. I don’t know what scandal our
profession may be dwindled into since my departure from the upper world;
but I am sure thro’ the course of my life, I was look’d upon by the
whole city to be as honest an old gentlewoman, as ever hazarded her soul
for the service of her country; and always took care to deal in as good
commodities, as any shopkeeper in _London_ could desire to have the
handling of, true, wholesom country-ware; whole waggon-loads have I had
come up at a time, have dress’d them at my own expence, made them fit
for man’s use, and put them into a saleable condition. The clergy, I am
sure, were much beholden to me, for many a poor parson’s daughter have I
taken care on, bought her shifts to her back, put a trade into her
belly, taught her a pleasant livelihood, that she might support herself
like a woman, without being beholden to any body; who otherwise must
have turn’d drudge, waited upon some proud minx or other, or else have
depended upon relations; yet these unmannerly priests had the sinful
ingratitude before I dy’d, to refuse praying for me in their churches;
tho’ I dealt by all people with a conscience, and was so well beloved in
the parish I liv’d in, that the churchwardens themselves became my daily
customers.
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