NORTHERN MEMOIRS. 33 



at the same time rejoice at the misery of the or- 

 phan, whose morsel they swallow down as greed- 

 ily as they devour the widow's habitation ? Thus 

 some contrive calamity, and sin by whole-sale, 

 magnifying their ambitions more than men, 

 when at the same time they dwindle into morts. 



Am. But if beginnings have periods, as cer- 

 tainly they have, the poor will rise up in judg- 

 ment against such ; and a jog of conscience, be- 

 sides the consequence of blood, attend their 

 door. Their favourites and familiar flatterers 

 then will dismiss themselves, and vanish like a 

 mist, and the dark night qf horror overshadow 

 all their enjoyments : Their delicate and delect- 

 able morsels will melt into moonshines, and them- 

 selves transform'd into dust and ashes. This is 

 the lot, and will be the fate of all those that per- 

 vert blessings into profane impieties. But I for- 

 get my self, for the sun appears, and the day will 

 suddenly gain ground upon us ; let us arise and 

 fit ourselves for a solitary march. 



Theoph. We shall soon be ready, it's only dis- 

 mounting our apartments to mount our horses. 

 What shady groves are those, and what wan- 

 dring object's that, that courts the sycamores, 

 and talks to the silent rocks, as if there were a 

 remorse in stones ? Surely it's Agrippa. 



Am. I'm of your opinion, what makes him 

 there ? 



