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and I brought him off, half ashamed, 

 to my lodgings ; where, during 

 breakfast, he assured me he asked 

 after Lady Sunderland, because he 

 had a great honour for her ; and 

 that having a respect for her sister, 

 he designed to have enquired after 

 her, if we had not put it out of his 

 head by laughing at him. You 

 must know, Mrs. Tichborne sat 

 next to Lady Sunderland ; it would 

 have been admirable to have had 

 hitn finish his compliment in that 

 manner. 



thousand bad qualities, by " th' 

 eternal art educing good from ill," 

 grows to be a social creature, to- 

 lerable to live with. 



TO THE SAME. 



Tunbridge-W ells , Sept. 

 the 3rd, 1745. 



My dear Lady Duchess, 



I am extremely happy in Dr. 

 Young's company ; he has dined 

 with me sometimes, and the other 

 day rode out with me ; he carried 

 me into places suited to the genius 

 of his muse, sublime, grand, and 

 with a pleasing gloom diffused ever 

 them ; there I tasted the pleasure 

 of his conversation in its full force : 

 his expressions all bear the stamp 

 of novelty, and his thoughts of sterl- 

 ing sense. I think he is in per- 

 fect good health ; he practises a 

 kind of philosophical abstinence, 

 but seems not obliged to any rules 

 of physic. All the ladies court 

 him ; more because they hear he is 

 a genius, than that they know him 

 to be such. I tell him I am jealous 

 of some ladies that follow him ; 

 he says, he trusts my pride will 

 preserve me from jealousy. The 

 Doctor is a true philosopher, and 

 sees how one vice corrects another 

 till an animal, made up of ten 



TO THE SAME. 



Timbridge, 1745. 



Dear Madam, 



I have been in the vapours these 

 two days, on account of Dr. 

 Young's leaving us; he was so 

 good as to let me have his company 

 very often, and we used to ride, 

 walk, and take sweet counsel to- 

 gether. A few days beforehe went 

 away he carried 3Irs. Rolt (of 

 Hertfordshire) and myself, to Tun- 

 bridge, five miles from hence, 

 where we were to see some fine 

 old ruins ; but the manner of the 

 journey was admirable, nor did I 

 at the end of it, admire the object 

 we went to observe more than the 

 means by which we saw it ; and to 

 give your Grace a description of 

 the place without an account of 

 our journey to it, would be con- 

 tradicting all form and order, and 

 setting myself up as a critic upon 

 all writers of travels. Much 



Might be said of our passing worth, 

 And manner how we sallied forth ; 



but I shall, as briefly as possible, 

 describe our progress, without 

 dwelling on particular circumstan- 

 ces ; and shall divest myself of all 

 pomp of language, and proceed in 

 as humble a style as my great sub- 

 ject will admit. — First rode the 

 Doctor on a tall steed, decently 

 caparisoned in dark grey; next 

 ambled Mrs. Rolt, on a hackney 

 horse, lean as the famed Rozinante, 



