by whom it is to be tranfmitted to Futurity, with Marks of Honour or Reproach to the End of Time. The Date of Humane Life is too short to recompenfe the Cares which attend the most private Condition: Therefore it is, that our Souls are made as it were too big for it, and extend themselves in the Profpect of a longer Existence, in a good Fame and Memory of worthy Actions after our Deccafe. The whole Race of Men have this Paffion in fome Degree implanted in their Bofoms, which is the strongest and nobleft Incitation to honeft Attempts: But the bafe Ufe of the Arts of Peace, Eloquence, Poetry, and all the Parts of Learning, have been poffeffed by Souls fo unworthy thofe Faculties, that the Names and Apellations of Things have been confounded by the Labours and Writings of prostituted Men, who have ftamp'd a Reputation upon fuch Actions, as are in themselves the Objects of Contempt and Disgrace. This is that which has mis-led your Majesty in the Conduct of your Reign, and made that Life which might have been the most imitable, the most to be avoided. To this it is, that the great and excellent Qualities of which your Majesty is Master, are loft in their Application; and your Majesty has been carrying on for many Years the most cruel Tyranny, with all the noble Methods which are us'd to fupport juft Reign. Thus it is, that it avails nothing that you are a Bountiful Mafter that you are fo Generous as to reward even the Unfuccessful with Honour and Riches; that no laudable Action paffes unrewarded in your Kingdoms; that you have fearched all Nations for obfcure Merit. In a Word, that you are in your private Character endowed with every Princely Quality, when all this is fubjected to unjust and and ill-taught Ambition, which to the Injury of the World is gilded by thofe Endowments. However, if your Majefty will condescend to look into your own Soul, and confider all its Faculties and Weakneffes with Impartiality; if you will but be convinced, that Life is Supported in you by the ordinary Methods of Food, Reft, and Sleep; you would think it impoffible that you could ever be fo much impofed on, as to have been wrought into a Belief, that fo many Thousands of the fame Make with your felf, were formed by Providence for no other End, but by the Hazard of their very Being to extend the Conquefts and Glory of an Individual of their own Species. A very little Reflection will convince your Majefty, that fuch cannot be the Intent of the Creator; and if not, What Horror must it give your Majefty to think of the vast Devastations your Ambition has made among your Fellow-Creatures? While the Warmth of Youth, the Flattery of Crowds, and a continual Series of Success and Triumph, indulged your Majesty in this Allufion of Mind, it was lefs to be wondered at, that you proceeded in this miftaken Purfuit of Grandeur; but when Age, Difappointments, Publick Calamities, Perfonal Distempers, and the Reverse of all that makes Men forget their true Being, are fallen upon you: Heavens! Is it poffible you can live without Remorfe? Can the wretched Man be a Tyrant? Can Grief Study Torments ? Can Sorrow be Cruel?. Your Majefty will obferve, I do not bring against you a railing Accufation; but as you are a ftrict Profe for of Religion, I beseech your Majefty to stop the Effufion of Blood, by receiving the Opportunity which prefents it felf, for the Prefervation of your diftref But fed People. Be no longer fo infatuated, as to hope for Renown from Murder and Violence: confider, that the Great Day will come, in which this World and all its Glory fhall change in a Moment: When Nature fhall ficken, and the Earth and Sea give up the Bodies committed to them, to appear before the laft Tribunal. Will it then, Oh King! be an Answer for the Lives of Millions who have fallen by the Sword? They perifhed for my Glory. That Day will come on, and one like it is immediately approaching: Injur'd Nations advance towards thy Habitation: Vengeance has began its March, which is to be diverted only by thy Penitence of the Oppreffor. Awake, O Monarch, from thy Lethargy! Difdain the Abuses thou haft received: Pull down the Statue which calls thee Immortal: Be truly Great: Tear thy Purple, and put on Sackcloth. I am, Thy Generous Enemy, The TATLER. [N° 24 From Thursday June 2. to Saturday June 4. 1709. IN White's Chocolate-house, June 2. N my Paper of the 28th of the last Month, I mentioned several Characters which want Explanation to the Generality of Readers: Among others, I fpoke of a Pretty Fellow. I have fince received a kind Admonition in a Letter, to take Care that I do not omit to show alfo what is meant by a very Pretty Fellow, which is to be allowed as a Character by it self, and a Perfon exalted above the other by a peculiar Sprightliness; as one who, by a diftinguishing Vigour, outftrips his Companions, and has thereby deferved and obtained a particular Appellation, or Nick-name of Familiarity. Some have this Diftinction from the Fair Sex, who are fo generous as to take into their Protection fuch as are laughed at by the Men, and place them for that Reason in Degrees of Favour. The chief of this Sort is Colonel Brunett, who is a Man of Fashion, because he will be fo; and practises a very janty Way of Behaviour, because he is too carelefs to know when he offends, and too fanguine to be mortified if he did know it. Thus the Colonel has met with a Town ready to receive him, and cannot poffibly fee why he fhould not make use of their Favour, and fet himself in the Firft Degree of Converfation. Therefore he is very fuccessfully loud among the Wits, familiar among the Ladies, and diffolute among the Rakes. Thus he is admitted in one Place, because he is fo in another; and every Man treats Brunett well, not out of his particular Efteem for him, but in Refpect to the Opinion of others. It is to me a folid Pleasure to see the World thus mistaken on the good-natur'd Side; for 'tis Ten to One but the Colonel mounts into a General Officer, marries a fine Lady, and is Master of a good Eftate, before they come to explain upon him. What gives moft Delight to me in this Obfervation, is, that all this arifes from pure Napure, and the Colonel can account for his Suc cefs 205 cess no more than thofe by whom he fucceeds. For these Causes and Confiderations, I pronounce him a true Woman's Man, and in the first Degree, A very pretty Fellow. The next to a Man of this univerfal Genius, is one who is peculiarly formed for the Service of the Ladies, and his Merit chiefly is to be of no Confequence. I am indeed a little in Doubt, Whether he ought not rather to be called a very Happy, than a very Pretty Fellow? For he is admitted all Hours: All he fays or does, which would offend in another, are paffed over in him; and all Actions and Speeches which pleafe, doubly please if they come from him: No one wonders or takes Notice when he's Wrong; but all admire him when he is in the Right. By the Way it is fit to remark, That there are People of better Senfe than these, who endeavour at this Character; but they are out of Nature 3 and tho', with fome Industry, they get the Characters of Fools, they cannot arrive to be very, feldom to be meerly Pretty Fellows. But where Nature has formed a Perfon for this Station amongst Men, he is gifted with a peculiar Genius for Succefs, and his very Errors and Abfurdities contribute to it; this Felicity attending him to his Life's End. For it being in a Manner neceffary that' he fhould be of no Confequence, he is as well in old Age as Youth; and I know a Man, whose Son has been fome Years a pretty Fellow, who is himself at this Hour a very Pretty Fellow. One must move tenderly in this Place, for we are now in the Ladies Lodgings, and fpeaking of |