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when they could not comprehend a thing, had chronological relations to myself, used greatly to often a resource in saying, “But, after all, per- puzzle me; because, as the interval between us had haps it's a lie.” I had no such resource. A lie diminished, within the memory of man, so rapidly, was impossible in a man that descended upon that, from being five times younger, I found myearth in the awful shape of four volumes octavo. self less than four times younger, the natural inSuch a great man as that was an oracle for me, ference seemed to be, that, in a few years, I far beyond Dodona or Delphi. The same thing should not be younger at all, but might come occurs in another form to everybody. Often (you to be the older of the two ; in which case, I know)-alas! too often-one's dear friend talks should certainly have “ taken my change" out of something, which one scruples to call “rigma- the airs she continually gave herself on the score role,” but which, for the life of one (it becomes of “experience.” That decisive word “ exnecessary to whisper), cannot be comprehended. perience” was, indeed, always a sure sign to me Well, after puzzling over it for two hours, you that I had the better of the argument, and that say, “ Come, that's enough; two hours is as it had become necessary, therefore, suddenly much time as I can spare in one life for one un- to pull me up in the career of victory by a viointelligibility.” And then you proceed, in the lent exertion of authority ; as a knight of old, most tranquil frame of mind, to take coffee as if at the very moment when he would else have nothing had happened. The thing does not unhorsed his opponent, was often frozen into unhaunt your sleep ; for you say, “ My dear friend, just inactivity by the king's arbitrary signal for after all, was perhaps unintentionally talking parting the tilters. It was, however, only when nonsense.” But how if the thing that puzzles very hard pressed that my fair antagonist took you happens to be a phenomenon in the sky or this not fair advantage in our daily tournaments. the clouds—something said by Nature ? Nature Generally, and if I showed any moderation in the never talks nonsense. There's no getting rid of assault, she was rather pleased with the sharp the thing in that way. You can't call that rig. rattle of my rolling musketry. Objections she marole.” As to your dear friend, you were scep- rather liked, and questions, as many as one tical; and the consequence was, that you were pleased upon the pourquoi, if one did not go on able to be tranquil. There was a valve in reserve, to le pourquoi du pourquoi. That, she said, was by which your perplexity could escape. But as to carrying things too far : excess in anything she Nature, you have no scepticism at all; you believe disapproved. Now, there I differed from her : in her to a most bigoted extent; you believe every excess was the thing I doated on. The fun seemed word she says. And that very belief is the cause to me only beginning, when she asserted that it that you are disturbed daily by something which had already “over-stepped the limits of proyou cannot understand. Being true, the thing pricty.” Ha! those limits, I thought, were soon ought to be intelligible. And exactly because it is reached. not-exactly because this horrid unintelligibility is But, however much or often I might vault denied the comfort of doubt--therefore it is that over the limits of propriety, or might seem to you are so unhappy. If you could once make up challenge both her and the Abbé-all this was your mind to doubt and to think, “Oh, as to but anxiety to reconcile my own secret belief in Nature, I don't believe one word in ten that she the Abbé, with the arguments for not believing ; says,” then and there you would become as tran- it was but the form assumed by my earnest dequil as when your dearest friend talks nonsense. sire to see how the learned gentleman could be My purpose, as regarded Baruel, was not tentative, right, whom my intense faith certified beyond all as if presumptuously trying whether I should like doubt to be so, and whom, equally, my perverse to swallow a thing, with an arriére pensée that, if logical recusancy whispered to be continually in the not palatable, I might reject it, but simply the wrong. I wished to see my own rebellious argupreparatory process of a boa-constrictor lubricat- ments, which I really sorrowed over and bemoaned, ing the substance offered, whatever it might be, knocked down like ninepins ; shown to be softer towards its readier deglutition ; that result, than cotton, frailer than glass, and utterly whether easy or not casy, being one that followed worthless in the eye of reason. All this, indeed, at any rate.

the stern lady assured me that she had shown The person, who chiefly introduced me to Baruel, over and over again. Well, it might be so; and was a lady, a stern lady, and austere, not only in to this, at any rate, as a decree of court, I saw a her manners, which made most people dislike her, worldly prudence in submitting. But, probably, but also in the character of her understanding and I must have looked rather grim, and have wished morals—an advantage which made most people devoutly for one fair turn-up, on Salisbury plain, afraid of her. Me, however, she treated with un- with herself and the Abbé, in which case my usual indulgence, chiefly, I believe, because I kept heart told me how earnestly I should pray that her intellectuals in a state of exercise, nearly they might for ever floor me, but how melancholy amounting to persecution. She was just five a conviction oppressed my spirits that my destiny times my age when our warfare of disputation was to floor them. Victorious, I should find my commenced, I being seven, she thirty-five ; and belief and my understanding in painful schism : she was not quite four times my age when our beaten and demolished, I should find my whole warfare terminated by sudden separation, I be- nature in harmony with itself. ing then ten, and she thirty.eight.— This change, The mysteriousness to me of men becoming by the way, in the multiple that expressed her partners (and by no means sleeping partners) in

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a society of which they had never heard ; or, | may be a stronger force for action than any motive again, of one fellow standing at the beginning of of hatred, however rational, or grounded in selfa century, and stretching out his hand as an interest. But the particular motive relied upon accomplice towards another fellow standing at by the stern lady, as the central spring of the the end of it, without either having known of the anti-Christian movement, being obviously insuffiother's existence—all that did but sharpen the cient for the weight which it had to sustain, interest of wonder that gathered about the general naturally the lady, growing sensible of this herself, economy of secret societies. Tertullian's profes- became still sterner; very angry with me; and not sion of believing things, not in spite of being im- quite satisfied, in this instance, with the Abbé. Yet, possible, but because they were impossible, is not after all, it was not any embittered remembrance the extravagance that most people suppose it. There of our eternal feuds, in dusting the jacket of the is a deep truth in it. Many are the things which, Abbé Baruel, that lost me, ultimately, the favour in proportion as they attract the highest modes of this austere lady. All that she forgave; and of belief, discover a tendency to repel belief on that especially because she came to think the Abbé as part of the scale which is governed by the lower bad as myself, for leaving such openings to my understanding. And here, as so often elsewhere, inroads. It was on a question of politics that our the axiom, with respect to extremes meeting, deadliest difference arose, and that my deadliest manifests its subtle presence. The highest form sarcasm was launched ; not against herself, but of the incredible, is sometimes the initial form against the opinion and party which she adopted. of the credible. But the point on which our irre- I was right, as usually I am; but, on this occasion, concilability was greatest, respected the cui bono must have been, because I stood up (as a patriot, of this alleged conspiracy. What were the con- intolerant, to frenzy, of all insult directed against spirators to gain by success ? and nobody pre- dear England); and she, though otherwise patriotended that they could gain anything by failure. tic enough, in this instance ranged herself in The lady replied—that, by obliterating the light alliance with a false anti-national sentiment. of Christianity, they prepared the readiest open- My sarcasm was not too strong for the case. But ing for the unlimited gratification of their odious certainly I ought to have thought it too strong appetites and passions. But to this the retort was for the presence of a lady; whom, or any of too obvious to escape anybody, and for me it threw her sex, on a matter of politics in these days, itself into the form of that pleasant story, reported so much am I changed, I would allow to chace from the life of Pyrrhus the Epirot-viz., that me, like a foot-ball, all round the tropics, one day, upon a friend requesting to know what rather than offer the least show of resistance. ulterior purpose the king inight mask under his But my excusc was childhood; and, though it expedition to Sicily, “why, after that is finished,” may be true, as the reader will be sure to remind replied the king, “ I mean to administer a little me, that she was rapidly growing down to my correction (very much wanted) to certain parts of level in that. respect, still she had not quite Italy, and particularly to that nest of rascals in La- reached it; so that there was more excuse for me, tium.” “And then—"said the friend: "and then," after all, than for her. She was no longer five said Pyrrhus, “next we go for Macedon; and, after times as old, or even four; but when she would that job's jobbed, next, of course, for Greece.” come down to be two times as old, and one time “ Which done,” said the friend : “ which done,” | as old, it was hard to say. interrupted the king, “as done it shall be, then Thus I had good reason for remembering my we're off to tickle the Egyptians." “Whom first introduction to the knowledge of Secret Sohaving tickled,” pursued the friend, “then we” cieties, since this knowledge introduced me to

-“ tickle the Persians," said the king. “But the more gloomy knowledge of the strifo which after that is done,” urged the obstinate friend, gathers in clouds over the fields of human life ; “ whither next?” Why, really man, it's hard and to the knowledge of this strife in two shapes, to say; you give one no time to breathe; but one of which none of us fail to learn—the perwe'll consider the case in Persia, and, until we've sonal strife which is awakened so eternally by settled it, we can crown ourselves with roses, and difference of opinion, or difference of interest; the pass the time pleasantly enough over the best other, which is felt, perhaps, obscurely by all, wine to be found in Ecbatana.” “ That's a very but distinctly noticed only by the profoundly rejust idea,” replied the friend; “but, with sub- flective, viz., the schism- 1—50 mysterious to those mission, it strikes me that we might do that just even who have examined it most--between the now, and, at the beginning of all these tedions human intellect and many undeniable realities of wars, instead of waiting for their end.” “Bless human experience. As to the first mode of strife, me!" said Pyrrhus, “if ever I thought of that I could not possibly forget it ; for the stern lady before. Why, man, you're a conjurer; you've dis- died before we had an opportunity to exchange covered a mine of happiness. So, here boy, bring forgivenesss, and that left a sting behind. She, us roses and plenty of Cretan wine.” Surely, on I am sure, was a good forgiving creature at heart; the same principle, these French Encyclopédistes, and, especially, she would have forgiven me, beand Bavarian Illuminati, did not need to postpone cause it was my place (if one only got one's right any jubilees of licentiousness which they promised place on earth) to forgive her. Had she even themselves, to so very indefinite a period as their hauled me out of bed with a tackling of ropes in ovation over the ruins of Christianity. True, the dead of night, for the mere purpose of reconthe impulse of hatred, even though irrational, ciliation, I should have said—“Why, you see, I can't forgive you entirely to-night, because I'm of martyrs, those men were sublime-not less, angry when people waken me without notice, but as cowards, not more as martyrs; for the cowardice to-morrow morning I certainly will ; or, if that that appeared above, and the courage that lurked won't do, you shall forgive me. No great matter below, were parts of the same machinery. which, as the conclusion must be the same in But another feature of sublimity, which it sureither case, viz., to kiss and be friends."

prises one to see so many coarse-minded men unBut the other strif', which perhaps sounds me- aware of, lies in the self-perpetuation and phænixtaphysical in the reader's ears, then first wakened like defiance to mortality of such Societies. This up to my perceptions, and never again went to feature it is that throws a grandeur even on a sleep amongst my perplexities. Oh Cicero! my humbug, of which there have been many examples, poor, thoughtless Cicero! in all your shallow and two in particular, which I am soon going to metaphysics not once did you give utterance memorialise. Often and often have men of to such a bounce as when you asserted, that finer minds felt this secret spell of grandeur, and never yet did human reason say one thing and laboured to embody it in external forms.

There Nature say another. On the contrary, every part was a phenix-club once in Oxford (up and of Nature-mechanics, dynamics, morals, meta- down Europe there have been several) that by physics, and even pure mathematics—are con- its constitution grasped not only at the sort of tinually giving the lie flatly by their facts and immortality aspired after by Phænix Insurance conclusions to the very necessities and laws of offices, viz. a legal or notional perpetuation, liable the human understanding. Did the reader ever merely to no practical interruptions as regarded study the Antimonies of Kant? If not, he has paying, and à fortiori as regarded receiving money, read nothing. Now, there he will have the plea- but otherwise fast asleep every night like other sure of seeing a set of quadrilles or reels, in which dull people—far more faithful, literal, intense, old Mother Reason amuses herself by dancing to was the realisation in this case of an undying life. the right and left two variations of blank contra-Such a condition as a "sede vacante,” which is diction to old Mother Truth, both variations being a condition expressed in the constitutions of all irrefragable, cach variation contradicting the other societies, was impossible in this, for any office other, cach contradicting the equatorial reality, whatever. That great case was realised which has and each alike (though past all denial) being a since been described by Chateaubriand as goverlie. But he need not go to Kant for this. Let ning the throne of France and its successions. him look as one having eyes for looking, and “ His Majesty is dead !" shouts a voice, and this everywhere the same perplexing phenomenon seems to argue, at least, a moment's interregnum: occurs. And this first dawned upon myself in not at all ; not a moment’s : the thing is imposthe Baruel case. As Nature is to the human in- sible : simultaneous (and not successive) is the tellect, so was Baruel to mine. We all believe breath thatejaculates "may the King live for ever.” in Nature without limit, yet hardly understand a The birth and the death, the rising and the setpage amongst her innumerable pages. I believed ting, synchronise by a metaphysical nicety of neckin Baruel by necessity, and yet everywhere my and-neck, inconceivable to the book-keepers of understanding mutinied against his.

earth. These wretched men imagine that the But in Baruel I had heard only of Secret So- second rider's foot cannot possibly be in the stircieties that were consciously formed for mis- rup until the first rider's foot is out. If the one chievous ends ; or if not always for a distinct event occurs in moment M, the other they think purpose of evil, yet always in a spirit of malig- must occur in moment N. That may be as renant contradiction and hatred. Soon I read of gards stirrups, but not as regards metaphysics. other Societies even more secret, that watched I admit that the guard of a mail-coach cannot over truth dangerous to publish or even to whis. possibly leave the post-office before the coachman, per, like the sleepless dragons that Oriental fable but upon the whole a little after him. Such base associated with the subterraneous guardianship of rules, however, find themselves compelled to regal treasures. The secrecy, and the reasons for give way in presence of great metaphysiciansthe secrecy, were alike sublime. The very image, in whose science, as I stoop to inform bookunreiling itself by unsteady glimpses, of men keepers, the effect, if anything, goes rather linked by brotherly love and perfect confidence, a-head of the cause. Now that Oxford club meeting in secret chambers, at the noontide of arose on these sublime prir.ciples ; no disease night, to shelter, by muftling, with theirown persons like intermitting pulse was known there. No interposed, and at their own risk, some solitary fire, but Vestal fire, was used for boiling the lamp of truth-sheltering it from the carelessness tea-kettle. The rule was—that, if once entered of the world, and its stormy ignorance—this would upon the matricula of this amaranthine club, soon have blown it out-sheltering it from the thence forwards, come from what zone of the hatred of the world, that would soon have found earth you would—come without a minute's out its nature, and made war upon its life—that was notice-send up your card— Mr. 0. P., from superhumanly sublime. The fear of those men was the Anthropophagi—Mr. P. O., from the men sublime—the courage was sublime—the stealthy whose heads do grow beneath their shoulders thief-like means were sublime-the audacious end, -instantly you were shown in to the sublime viz., to change the kingdoms of earth, was sublime. presence. You were not limited to any parIf they acted and moved like cowards, those men ticular century. Nay, by the rigour of the were sublime : if they planned with the audacity theory, you hady our own choice of millenniuma

Whatever might be convenient to you, was con- | the vagrant water-brooks of Wisdom, lest she venient to the club. The constitution of the club might desert the region altogether, into the chanassumed, that, in every successive generation, nels of some local homestead ; to connect, with a as a matter of course, a President duly elected, fixed succession of descendants, the conservation (or his authorised delegate) would be found in the of religion ; to root, as one would root a forest chair; scornfully throwing the onus of proof to the that is to flourish through ages, a heritage of ancontrary upon the presumptuous reptile that cient truth in the territorial heritage of an ancient doubted it. Public or private calamity signified household. That sounds to some ears like the not. The President reverberated himself through policy that founded monasticinstitutions. Whether a long sinking fund of Surrogates and Vice- so or not, it is not necessarily Roman Catholic. Presidents. There, night and day, summer and | The same policy—the same principle--the sighwinter, seed-time and harvest, sat the august ing after peaco and the image of perpetuity-have man, looking as grim as the Princeps Senatis many times moulded the plans of Protestant famiamongst the Conscript Fathers of Rome, when lies. Such families, with monastic imaginations the Gauls entered on the errand of cutting their linked to Protestant hearts, existed numerously throats. If you entered this club on the very in England through the reigns of the First James same errand, the President was backed to a large and Charles-families amongst the

try, or amount to keep his seat until his successor had what on the Continent would be called the lower been summoned. Suppose the greatest of revolu- nobility, that remembered with love the solemn tions to have passed over the island during your ritual and services of the Romish Church ; but absence abroad ; England, let us say, has even with this love combined the love of Protestant been conquered by a polished race of Hottentots. doctrines. Amongst these families, and disVery good : an accomplished Ilottentot will then tinguished amongst them, was that of the Farbe found seated in the chair ; you will be rers. The name of their patrimonial estate was allowed to kiss Mr. President's black paw; and Little Gidding, and, I think, in the county of will understand that, although farewells might Hertford. They were, by native turn of mind, be common enough, as regarded individual mem- and by varied accomplishments, a most interestbers, yet by the eternal laws of this eternal club, ing family. In some royal houses of Europe it the word adjournment for the whole concern was a was once a custom, that every son, if not every word so treasonable, as not to be uttered without daughter, should learn a trade. This custom risk of massacre.

subsisted down to the days of the unhappy Louis The same principle in man's nature, the ever- | XVI., who was a locksmith ; and I was once aslasting instinct for glorifying the everlasting, the sured by a Frenchman, who knew him well, not impulse for petrifying the fugitive, and arresting so bad a one, considering (you know) that one the transitory, which shows itself in ten thousand cannot be as rough as might be wished in scoldforms, has also, in this field of secret confedera- ing a locksmith that one is obliged to address as tions, assumed many grander forms. To strive

' your majesty.” A majestic locksmith has a after a conquest over Time the conqueror, is already sort of right to be a bad one. The Farrers great, in whatsoever direction. But it is still adopted this custom, and most of them chose the greater when it applies itself to objects that trade of a bookbinder. Why this was a good are per se immortal, and mortal only as respects trade to choose, I will explain in a brief digression. their alliance with man. Glorification of heaven- It is a reason which applies only to three other litanies, chaunted day and night by adoring trades, viz. to coining, to printing books, and to hearts—these will doubtless ascend for ever from making gold or silver plate. And the reason is this planet. That result is placed out of hazard, this—all the four arts stand on an isthmus, conand needs not the guarantee of princes. Some- necting them, on one side, with merely mechanic where, from some climate, from some lips, such crafts, on the other side, with the Fine Arts. This a worship will not cease to rise. But, let a

was the marking distinction between the coinages man's local attachments be what they may, he of ancient classical days and our own. Our Euromust sigh to think that no assignable spot of pean and East Indian coins are the basest of all base ground on earth, that no nation, that no family, products from rude barbaresque handicraft. They enjoys any absolute privilege in that respect. are imagined by the man, some horrid Cyclops, No land, whether continent or island—nor race, who conceived the great idea of a horse-shoe, a whether free-men or slaves, can claim any fixed inheritance, or indefeasible heirlooms of truth. dauger existed, lest these gods should desert to the liostile Yet, for that very reason, men of deep piety have can.p; and especially, because, not knowiug the rate of the

hostile kiddings, the indigenous worshippers had no guide but the more earnestly striven to bind down, and

to regulate their own counterbildings. In this embarchain their own conceptions of truth within the rassment, the prudent course, as most people believed, was models of some unchanging establishments, even

to chain the divine idols by the leg, with golden feiters. as the Greek Pagans of old chained down their forget, a separate memoir of this family, and published us

*" The Farrers."— There is, but by whom written I really gods * from deserting them ; have striven to train

a separate volume. In the county bistories (such as

Chauncy's, &c.) will also be found ske hes of their his*"Chained down thuir Gods" :- Many of the Greek states, tory. But the most popular form in which their inemorials thongh it has not been sufficiently inquired which states have been retraced is a biography of Nicholas Farrer, inand in what age, had a notion that in war-uime the tutelary troduced into one of the volumes, I cannot say which, of deities of the place, the epichorial gods, were liable to the Ecclesiastical Biography-an interesting compilation, bribery, by secret offers of temples more splendid, altars drawn up by the late Dr. Christopher Wordsworth, a brother better served, &c. from the enemy; so that a standing of the great poet.

poker, and a tenpenny nail. Now, the ancient Who but idiots judge by the event ? Much, therecoins were modelled by the same immortal artists fore, as I condemn the man's vanity, and the more that conceived their exquisite gems, the cameos so because he claims some murders that too proand intaglios, which you may buy, in Tassie's bably were none of his (not content with exaggeSulphurs, at a few shillings each, or for much rating his own, he absolutely pirated other men's less in the engraved Glyptothecce. But, as to murders !) yet, when you turn from this walk of coining, our dear lady the Queen (God bless her!) art, in which he practised only as an amateur, to is so avaricious, that she will have it all to herself. | his orféverie—then you feel the interval that diShe taboos it. She won't let you or me into the vides the charlatan from the man of exquisite smallest share of the business; and she lags us if genius. As a murderer, he was a poor ceature ; we poach. That is what I call monopoly. And as an artist in gold, he was inimitable. Finally, I do wish her Majesty would be persuaded to read there remains book-binding, of which also one a ship-load of political economists that I could may affirm, that, being usually the vilest of point out, on the ruinous consequences of that handicrafts, it is susceptible of much higher vice, which, otherwise, it may be feared nobody effects in the enrichments, tooling, architecever will read. After coining, the next best ture, heraldic emblazonries, &c. This art Mr. trade is Printing. This, also, might approach to Farrer selected for his trade. He had travelled a Fine Art. When entering the twilight of do- on foot through Spain ; and I should think it not tage, reader, I mean to have a printing-press in impossible that he had there seen some magnimy own study. I shall print some immaculate ficent specimens of book-binding. For I was once editions, as farewell keepsakes, for distribution told, though I have not seen it mentioned in any amongst people that I love ; but rich and rare book, that a century before the date of Farrer's must be the gems on which I shall conde- travels, Cardinal Ximenes, when printing his scend to bestow this manual labour. I mean, great Complutensian Bible, gave a special enalso, to print a spelling-book for the reader's couragement to a new style of binding—fitted use. As it seems that he reads, he surely ought to for harmonising with the grandeur of royal spell. I hope he will not be offended. If he furniture, and the carved enrichments of gothic is, and dreadfully, viewing it as the most libraries. This, and the other accomplishawful insult that man could offer to his brother ments which the Farrers had, they had in man, in that case he might bequeath it by will perfection. But the most remarkable trait in to his possible grandson. Two generations might the family character, was the exaltation of their wash out the affront. Or if he accepts, and fur- derotional feelings. Ilad it not been for their nishes mo with his name, I will also print on a benignity and humility, they might have been blank leaf the good old ancestral legend—"A. B., thought gloomy and ascetic. Something there his book, Heaven grant him grace therein to look” was, as in thoughtful minds left to a deep rural As to Plate-making, it seems to rank with me- solitude there is likely to be, of La Trappism and chanic baseness; you think not of the sculptor, Madame Guyon Quietism. A nun-like aspiration the chaser, and their exquisite tools, but of Shef- there was in the females after purity and oblivion field, Birmingham, Glasgow, sledge-hammers, and of earth : in Mr. Farrer, the head of the family, pincers. It seems to require no art. I think I a devotional energy, put forth in continual combat could make a dessert spoon myself. Yet the open- with the carthly energies that tempted him away ings which it offers are vast, wherever wealth to the world, and with all that offered itself under exists, for the lovelier conceptions of higher art. the specious name of public usefulness. In this Benvenuto Cellini—what an artist was he! There combination of qualities arose the plan which the are some few of his most exquisite works in this family organised for a system of perpetual worcountry, which may be seen by applying in the ship. They had a family chapel regularly conseright quarters. Judge of him by these, and not crated, as so many families of their rank still had by his autobiography. There he appears as a in England. They had an organ : they had vain, ostentatious man. One would suppose, to means of forming a choir. Gradually the estabhear him talk, that nobody ever executed a mur- lishment was mounted: the appointments were der but himself. Ilis own are tolerable, that's completed: the machinery was got into motion. all you can say; but not one of them is first-rate, How far the plan was ever effectually perfected, or to be named on the same day with the Pope's would be hard to say. The increasing ferment attempt at murdering Cellini limself, which must of the times, until the meeting of the Long command the unqualified approbation of the con- Parliament in Nov. 1640, and in less than two noisseur. True, the Papal attempt did not suc- years after that, the opening of the great civil cccd, and most of Cellini's did. What of that? war must have made it absolutely impossible to When a murderer is thoroughly discased by vanity

adhere systematically to any scheme of that one loses all confidence in him. Cellini went upon the nature, which required perfect seclusion from plan of cluiming all eminent murders, suitalile in point of worldly cares within the mansion, and public tine and place, that nobody else claimed ; just as many a short poem in the Greek Anthologies, marked adespoton * This was the earliest attempt at a Polyglot Bible, and (or, without an owner), wis sported by one pretender after had its name from the town of Cumplutum, which is, I another as his own. Eren simple homicides he would not think, Alcala de Henarez. The Henarez is a little rive think it Lelow him to challenge as his own. Two princes, Some readers will thank me for mentioning that the ac at the very least, a Bourbon and a Nassan, be pretended cent is on the first syllable of Complutum, the u in th to have stot; it might be so, but nobody ever came for- renultimate being short; not Compultum but Compld. ward to corroborate his statement.

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