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and many other like blessings, we enjoy daily. And for most of 

 them, 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 showed 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 there- 

 fore 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,t 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 our- 

 selves in this sweet shady arbour, which nature herself has woven 

 with her own fine fingers ; 'tis such a contexture of woodbines, 

 sweetbrier, jasmine, and myrtle ; and so interwoven, as will 



* Nicholas Caussin^ a native of Troyes in Champagne, wrote a book called The Hoiy 

 Courts of which there is an English translation in folio. He was esteemed a person of 

 great probity ; and of such a spirit, that he attempted to displace Cardinal Richelieu ; but 

 that minister proved too hard for him, and got him banished. He returned to Paris 

 after the Cardinal's death, and died there in the convent of Jesuits, July 1651. — H. 



t His admired spiritual father, Dr Donne, in his Sermons. 



