DIRECTIONS FOR MAKING OF A LINE 



because they be so common, most men forget to pay their 

 praises; but let not us, because it is a sacrifice so pleasing to 

 him that made that Sun, and us, and still protects us, and gives 

 us flowers, and showers, and stomachs, and meat, and content, 

 and leisure to go a-fishing. 



Well, Scholar, I have almost tired myself, and, I fear, more 

 than almost tired you : but I now see Tottenham High- 

 Cross ; and our short walk thither shall put a period to my too 

 long discourse ; in which my meaning was, and is, to plant that 

 in your mind, with which I labour to possess my own soul : that 

 is, a meek and thankful heart. And, to that end, I have shewed 

 you that riches without them do not make any man happy. 

 But let me tell you, that riches with them remove many fears, 

 and cares; and therefore my advice is, that you endeavour to 

 be honestly rich, or contentedly poor: but be sure that your 

 riches be justly got, or you spoil all. For it is well said by 

 Caussin, 'he that loses his conscience, has nothing left that is 

 worth keeping.' Therefore be sure you look to that. And, in 

 the next place, look to your health : and if you have it, praise 

 God, and value it next to a good conscience ; for health is the 

 second blessing that we mortals are capable of; a blessing that 

 money cannot buy; and therefore value it, and be thankful for 

 it. As for money, which may be said to be the third blessing, 

 neglect it not: but note, that there is no necessity of being 

 rich: for I told you, there be as many miseries beyond riches, 

 as on this side them : and, if you have a competence, enjoy it 

 with a meek, cheerful, thankful, heart. I will tell you, Scholar, 

 I have heard a grave Divine say, that God has two dwellings, 

 one in Heaven, and the other in a meek and thankful heart. 

 Which Almighty God grant to me, and to my honest Scholar : 

 and so you are welcome to Tottenham High-Cross. 



VENATOR. Well, Master, I thank you for all your good 

 directions ; but for none more than this last of thankfulness, 

 which I hope I shall never forget. And pray let's now rest 

 ourselves in this sweet shady arbour, which Nature herself 

 has woven with her own fine fingers ; 'tis such a contexture 

 of Woodbines, Sweetbriar, Jessamine, and Myrtle, and so inter- 

 woven, as will secure us both from the sun's violent heat, and 

 from the approaching shower ; and, being sat down, I will 

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