Poor Richard Improved, 1751
Poor Richard improved: Being an Almanack and Ephemeris...for
the Year of our Lord 1751. ... By Richard Saunders,
Philom. Philadelphia: Printed and Sold by B. Franklin, and D. Hall.
(Yale University Library)
Courteous Reader,
Astrology is one of the most ancient Sciences,
had in high Esteem of old, by the Wise and Great. Formerly, no
Prince would make War or Peace, nor any General fight a Battle, in
short, no important Affair was undertaken without first consulting
an Astrologer, who examined the Aspects and Configurations
of the heavenly Bodies, and mark’d the lucky Hour. Now the
noble Art (more Shame to the Age we live in!) is dwindled into
Contempt; the Great neglect us, Empires make Leagues, and
Parliaments Laws, without advising with us; and scarce any other
Use is made of our learned Labours, than to find the best Time of
cutting Corns, or gelding Pigs. This Mischief we owe in a great
Measure to ourselves: The Ignorant Herd of Mankind, had they not
been encourag’d to it by some of us, would never have dared to
depreciate our sacred Dictates; but Urania had been betray’d by her
own Sons; those whom she had favour’d with the greatest Skill in
her divine Art, the most eminent Astronomers among the Moderns, the
Newtons, Halleys, and Whistons, have wantonly contemn’d and abus’d
her, contrary to the Light of their own Consciences. Of these, only
the last nam’d, Whiston, has liv’d to repent, and speak his Mind
honestly. In his former Works he had treated Judiciary
Astrology as a Chimera, and asserted, That not only the fixed
Stars, but the Planets (Sun and Moon excepted) were at so immense a
Distance, as to be incapable of any Influence on this Earth, and
consequently nothing could be foretold from their Positions: but
now in the Memoirs of his Life, publish’d 1749, in the 82d Year of
his Age, he foretels, Page 607, the sudden Destruction of the
Turkish Empire, and of the House of Austria, German Emperors,
&c. and Popes of Rome; the Restoration of the Jews, and
Commencement of the Millennium; all by the Year 1766; and
this not only from Scripture Prophecies; but (take his own Words)
“From the remarkable astronomical Signals that are to alarm
Mankind of what is coming, viz. The Northern Lights since
1715; the six Comets at the Protestant Reformation in four Years,
1530, 1531, 1533, 1534, compar’d with the seven Comets already seen
in these last eleven Years 1737, 1739, 1742, 1743, 1744, 1746, and
1748. From the great Annular Eclipse of the Sun, July 14, 1748,
whose Center pass’d through all the four Monarchies, from Scotland
to the East-Indies. From the Occultation of the Pleiades by the
Moon each periodical Month, after the Eclipse last July, for above
three Years, visible to the whole Roman Empire; as there was a like
Occultation of the Hyades from A. 590, to A. 595, for
six Years foretold by Isaiah. From the Transit of Mercury over the
Sun, April 25, 1753, which will be visible thro’ that Empire. From
the Comet of A.D. 1456, 1531, 1607, and 1682, which will appear
again about 1757 ending, or 1758 beginning, and will also be
visible thro’ that Empire. From the Transit of Venus over the Sun,
May 26, 1761, which will be visible over the same Empire: And
lastly, from the annular Eclipse of the Sun, March 11, 1764, which
will be visible over the same Empire.” From these Astronomical
Signs, he foretels those great Events, That within 16 Years
from this Time, “the Millennium or 1000 Years Reign of
Christ shall begin, there shall be a new Heavens, and a
new Earth; there shall be no more an Infidel in Christendom,
Page 398, nor a Gaming-Table at Tunbridge!” When these Predictions
are accomplished, what glorious Proofs they will be of the Truth of
our Art? And if they happen to fail, there is no doubt but so
profound an Astronomer as Mr. Whiston, will be able to see
other Signs in the Heavens, foreshowing that the Conversion
of Infidels was to be postponed, and the Millennium
adjourn’d. After these great Things can any Man doubt our being
capable of predicting a little Rain or Sun-shine? Reader, Farewell,
and make the best Use of your Years and your Almanacks, for you
see, that according to Whiston, you may have at most, but sixteen
more of them
Patowmack, July 30, 1750.
When the young Trader, aided by your Loan,
Thrives in his Trade, a worthy Merchant grown;
When, snatch’d from Ruin’s Jaws by your kind Hand,
The Farmer pays his Debts and saves his Land;
When Good like this is done, your Money lent
Brings you, besides your Interest, Cent. per Cent.
In pleasing Satisfaction and Content.
Who rise to Glory, must by Virtue
rise,
’Tis in the Mind all genuine Greatness lies:
On that eternal Base, on that alone,
The World’s Esteem you build, and more—your own.
For what avails Birth, Beauty, Fortune’s Store,
The Plume of Title, and the Pride of Pow’r,
If, deaf to Virtue, deaf to Honour’s Call,
To Tyrant Vice a wretched Slave you fall?
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Pray don’t burn my House to roast your Eggs. |
Some Worth it argues, a Friend’s Worth to
know;
Virtue to own the Virtue of a Foe.
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Prosperity discovers Vice, Adversity Virtue. |
The Romans were 477 Years, without so much as a
Sun-dial to show the Time of Day: The first they had was brought
from Sicily, by Valerius Messala: One hundred and eighteen Years
afterwards, Scipio Nasica, produced to them an Invention for
measuring the Hours in cloudy Weather, it was by the Dropping of
Water out of one Vessel into another, somewhat like our
Sand-Glasses. Clocks and Watches, to shew the Hour, are very modern
Inventions. The Sub-dividing Hours into Minutes, and Minutes into
Seconds, by those curious Machines, is not older than the Days of
our Fathers, but now brought to a surprising Nicety.
Since our Time is reduced to a Standard, and
the Bullion of the Day minted out into Hours, the Industrious know
how to employ every Piece of Time to a real Advantage in their
different Professions: And he that is prodigal of his Hours, is, in
Effect, a Squanderer of Money. I remember a notable Woman, who was
fully sensible of the intrinsic Value of Time. Her Husband
was a Shoemaker, and an excellent Craftsman, but never minded how
the Minutes passed. In vain did she inculcate to him, That Time
is Money. He had too much Wit to apprehend her, and it
prov’d his Ruin. When at the Alehouse among his idle Companions, if
one remark’d that the Clock struck Eleven, What is that,
says he, among us all? If she sent him Word by the
Boy, that it had struck Twelve; Tell her to be easy, it can
never be more. If, that it had struck One, Bid her be
comforted, for it can never be less.
If we lose our Money, it gives us some Concern.
If we are cheated or robb’d of it, we are angry: But Money lost may
be found; what we are robb’d of may be restored: The Treasure of
Time once lost, can never be recovered; yet we squander it as tho’
’twere nothing worth, or we had no Use for it.
The Bell strikes One: We take no Note of Time,
But from its Loss. To give it then a Tongue
Is wise in Man. If heard aright
It is the Knell of our departed Hours;
Where are they? With the Years beyond the Flood:
It is the Signal that demands Dispatch;
How much is to be done? ———
Be wise To-day, ’tis Madness to defer;
Next day the fatal Precedent will plead;
Thus on, till Wisdom is push’d out of Life:
Procrastination is the Thief of Time,
Year after Year it steals till all are fled,
And to the Mercies of a Moment leaves
The vast Concerns of an eternal Scene.
If not so frequent, would not this be strange?
That ’tis so frequent, This is stranger still.
Affect not that vain Levity of Thought,
Which sets Religion, Virtue, all at nought.
For true Religion like the Sun’s blest Beam,
Darts thro’ the conscious Mind a heav’nly Gleam,
Irradiates all the Soul, no Care allows,
Calms the blest Heart, and smooths the easy Brows.
Yet think it not enough what’s right to know,
But let your Practice that right Knowledge show.
To Christians bad rude Indians we prefer;
’Tis better not to know, than knowing err.
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Many a Man would have been worse, if his Estate had been
better. |
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We may give Advice, but we cannot give Conduct. |
Some sweet Employ for leisure Minutes chuse,
And let your very Pleasures have their Use.
But if you read, your Books with Prudence chuse.
Or Time mis-spent is worse than what you lose.
Be fully e’er you speak your Subject known,
And let e’en then some Diffidence be shown.
Keep something silent, and we think you wise,
But when we see the Bottom, we despise.
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He that is conscious of a Stink in his Breeches, is jealous
of every |
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Love and Tooth-ach have many Cures, but none
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On the 15th of this Month, Anno Romae
709, Julius Caesar was slain in the
Senate-House: He fought! he conquer’d! he
triumph’d! For what? For Fame.
And with what rare Inventions do we strive
Ourselves then to survive.
Some with vast costly Tombs would purchase it,
And by the Proofs of Death pretend to
live.
Here lies the Great —— False Marble, where?
Nothing but small and sordid Dust lies
there.
Some build enormous Mountain
Palaces
The Fools and Architects to
please:
A lasting Life in well hewn Stone they
rear.
Caesar an higher Place does claim,
In the Seraphic Entity of Fame:
He, since that Toy his
Death,
Does fill all Mouths, and breathes in all Men’s
Breath;
—— The two immortal Syllables remain;
But O ye learned Men explain,
What Essence, what Existence this
In six poor Letters is?
In those alone does the great Caesar live;
’Tis all the conquer’d World could give,
We Poets madder yet than all,
With a refin’d fantastick Vanity
Think we not only have but give Eternity.
Fain would I see that
Prodigal
Who his To-morrow would
bestow
For all old Homer’s Life, e’er
since he dy’d till now.
Cowley.
O barb’rous Waggoners, your Wrath asswage,
Why vent you on the generous Steed your Rage?
Does not his Service earn you daily Bread?
Your Wives, your Children by his Labour fed?
If, as the Samian taught, the Soul revives,
And, shifting Seats, in other Bodies lives,
Severe shall be the brutal Carter’s Change,
Doom’d in a Thill-horse o’er rough Roads to range;
Amd while transform’d the groaning Load he draws,
Some Horse turn’d Carter shall avenge the Cause.
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There are lazy Minds as well as lazy Bodies. |
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Most People return small Favours, acknowledge middling
ones, |
That admirable Instrument the Microscope has opened to us of these latter Ages, a
World utterly unknown to the Ancients. There are very few
Substances, in which it does not shew something curious and
unexpected; but for the Sake of such Readers as are unacquainted
with that Instrument, I shall set down some of the most remarkably
entertaining Objects, upon which actual Observations have been
made.
1. The Globules of the Blood, which are
computed to be almost a two thousandth Part of an Inch in Diameter,
each consisting of six small Globules, each of which again probably
consists of six smaller, and so on. The Circulation of the Blood is
to be seen very distinctly in the Tail of a small Fish, the Web of
the Foot of a Frog, &c. and the Globules to split and divide,
before they can enter the smallest Vessels.
2. The Bones of all Creatures, sliced extremely
thin, afford an entertaining Object for the Microscope, consisting
of innumerable Perforations, and Ramifications, disposed in an
endless Variety of Forms.
3. The Flesh of all Land and Sea Animals dried,
and cut into very thin Slices, gives a beautiful View of the
various Fibres, and their Convolutions. The Brain, the spinal
Marrow, and even the Hairs of Animals, exhibit different
Curiosities.
4. The human Skin, by the Help of the
Microscope, is found to be covered over with an infinite Number of
Scales lying over one another, as in fishes; and it is probably the
same in other Animals. It has been computed that a Grain of Sand
will cover two hundred of these Scales.
5. All Sorts of Feathers, especially those of
the Peacock, afford a surprizing View in the Microscope. It is
supposed that a single Feather contains no less than a Million of
different Parts.
6. Flies are found by the Microscope to be
produced from Eggs laid by the Mothers, from whence they are
hatched in the Form of Maggots, or small Worms, which are
afterwards transformed into Aurelias, and these into perfect Flies.
This is the Process most of the winged Insects go through in their
Production. They have a great Number of Eyes fixed to their Heads,
so that they see on all Sides around them, without turning their
Heads or Eyes. A common Fly is supposed to have eight thousand, and
a great Drone Fly no less than fourteen thousand Eyes, with a
distinct optic Nerve to each; and each Eye appears through the
Microscope, tho’ magnified many hundred thousand Times, more
exactly shaped, and more curiously polished, than human Art could
finish an Object as large as the whole Cluster, containing seven
thousand distinct ones. The Wings of Flies, especially of the Moth
and Butterfly Kind, are found to be contrived with admirable Art,
to answer their Use, and with inimitable Beauty and Ornament. The
Dust, which sticks to the Fingers, when we handle them, is found to
be Feathers; each of which has its Quill and vane Parts as compleat
as that of a Fowl or a Goose, and are inserted in the Film of the
Wing, with the utmost Regularity of Arrangement. With the
Microscope, the Stings of Moths and Bees appear to be Instruments
finished to the highest Perfection; their Points, and saw-like
Teeth, being perfectly polished and sharp; whereas the Edge of a
Razor appears like that of a Butcher’s Cleaver, and the Point of a
Lancet like an iron Spike just come from the Anvil.
7. By the Help of the Microscope the
innumerable and inconceivably minute Animalcules in various Fluids
are discovered, of the Existence of which we have no Reason to
suppose any Mortal had the least Suspicion, till last Century. In
the Melt of a single Cod-fish ten Times more living Creatures are
contained, than the Inhabitants of Europe, Asia, Africa, and
America, taking it for granted, that all Parts of the World are as
well peopled as Holland, which is very far from being the Case. Of
a certain Species some are discovered so extremely minute, that it
has been computed, three Millions of them, or three Times the
Number of the Inhabitants of London and Westminster, would not
equal the Bulk of a Grain of Sand. Of Animalcules, some Species
resemble Tadpoles, Serpents or Eels, others are of a roundish or
oval Form, others of very curiously turned and various Shapes; but
in general they are extremely vigorous and lively, and almost
constantly in Motion. Animalcules are to be found (besides those in
the Bodies of Animals) in the Infusions of Pepper, Senna, Pinks,
Roses, Jessamin, Tea, Rasberry Stalks, Fennel, Sage, Melons, sour
Grapes, Wheat, Hay, Straw, and almost all vegetable Substances; in
the Water, that is in the Shells of Oysters, Cockles, and other
Shell-fish, in the Foulness upon our Teeth, and those of other
Animals, in our Skins when affected with certain Diseases; in
Vinegar, and Paste, and so on infinitely. In each of these
Substances, when exposed to the Air some Time, Multitudes of living
Creatures, beyond the Reach of Numbers, are discovered, of which
many Hundreds of Species are already known, as different from one
another as those of the largest Animals, and very probably there
are many more yet unknown. As it is certain, that in the above
mentioned Fluids few or no Animalcules are to be found, when
covered from the Air, but when open to the Access of the Air, their
Numbers are beyond reckoning; it is hardly to be doubted, but that
either the Air is replete with infinite Multitudes of living
Creatures too small for Sight, which come and deposite their Eggs
in Places proper for the Nutrition of the Young, or that their Eggs
are floating every where in the Air, and falling promiscuously
every where, only those are hatched, or come to Perfection, which
fall upon Places fitted for them, and the others perish. However it
is, the countless Numbers of those living Creatures, the Profusion
of Life every where to be observed, is above Measure astonishing,
and shews the Maker to be an infinite Being.
8. By the Help of the Microscope, we find that
the Scales of almost every different Fish are different from those
of others, in internal Texture; and that all of them are wrought
with surprising Art and Beauty.
9. By Means of this noble Instrument we find,
that the Seeds of almost all Manner of Vegetables contain in them
the Stamina of the future Plant or Tree, and that their Production
from the Seed, and their Growth to Maturity is only the Swelling
and Enlarging of the Stamina by the Addition of nutritious Juices.
It is probable the Manner of Production and Growth of Animals is
analogous to this. The Fertility of some Plants is almost beyond
Belief. One particularly is said by Naturalists to produce annually
a Million of Seeds from one. The Farina of Flowers is found by the
help of the Microscope to be a regular organized Body, and not a
meer Dust, as it appears to the naked Eye, and is reasonably
supposed to be necessary to Fertility in Plants and Trees.
10. By the Microscope have been discovered many
singular Properties of that most unaccountable of all Creatures the
Polype, which is found at the Bottom of Ditches, and standing
Waters; whose Manner of Production, Feeding and Digestion, are
different from those of all other Animals. The young ones come out
of the Sides of the old, like Buds and Branches from Trees, and at
length drop off perfect Polypes. They do not seem to be of
different Sexes. They take in Worms, and other Sustenance, by Means
of a Sett of long Arms or Antennae, which surround their
Mouths, and after keeping them some Time in their Stomachs, throw
them out again the same Way. The Animal’s Body consists of a single
Cavity, like a Tube or Gut, and what is wonderful, and almost
beyond Belief, is, that it will live and feed after it is turned
inside out, and even when cut into a great many Pieces, each
several Piece becomes a compleat Polype. They are infested with a
Kind of Vermin, as are almost all Animals from the largest down to
Bees and other Insects. These Vermin sometimes in a long Time will
eat up the Head and Part of the Body of a Polype, after which, if
it be cleared of them, it shall have the devoured Parts grow up
again, and become as compleat as ever. Some Polypes have around
their Mouths a Sort of Plume, which they whirl round, and making
with it an Eddy in the Water, draw in their Prey, and devour
it.
11. By the Microscope it is found, that neither
the Wood, the Bark, the Root, the Leaves, the Fruit, nor even the
Pith of the meanest Vegetable is a Mass of crude or indigested
Matter; but that every different Species is different in its
internal Structure, and all curiously and delicately wrought. A Bit
of Cork, cut extremely thin, a Slice of Oak or Fir, or a Bit of
Elder Pith, in the Microscope, are so many curious Pieces of
Mosaic Work. Even a Bit of Charcoal or burnt Wood appears
with the Microscope an admirable Object.
12. By this Instrument it is found, that what
we call Mouldiness upon Flesh, Leather, or other Substances, is no
other than a great Number of extremely small, but perfect Plants,
having Stalks and Tops like Mushrooms, and sometimes an Appearance
of Leaves. The Seeds of these minute Plants must, in all
Probability, be diffused universally through the Air, and falling
upon Substances fit for their Growth, spring up in astonishing
Profusion. There is, in short, no End of microscopic Objects. A
Sprig of Moss, with the Help of that Instrument, is found to be a
regular Plant, consisting of a Root, a Stock, Branches, Leaves,
&c. and Naturalists tell us, there are some Hundreds of
different Species of it. A Bit of Spunge before the Microscope is a
curious Piece of Net-work. Every different chymical Salt has its
parts differently figured. A Leaf of a common stinging Nettle, the
Beard of a wild Oat, the Surfaces of some Pebble-stones, a Flake of
Snow, a few Grains of Sand, or almost any natural Thing, with this
Instrument, exhibit exquisite Beauties; while, on the contrary, the
most delicate Works of Art, can by no Means bear its Examination;
but degenerate before it into Masses of Irregularity, and
Deformity. MAY III Month.
With ceaseless Streams a well-plac’d Treasure flows,
When spent increases, and by lessening grows.
Sarepta’s Widow, hoping no Supply,
Thought, on her little Store, to eat and die:
Soon as she welcom’d her prophetic Guest,
The Cruse flow’d liberal, and the Corn increas’d,
Th’ Almighty Pow’r unfailing Plenty sent,
The Oil unwasted, and the Meal unspent.
Fond Pride of Dress is sure an empty Curse;
E’re Fancy you consult, consult your Purse.
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Youth is pert and positive, Age modest and
doubting: So Ears of |
What will not Lux’ry taste? Earth, Sea, and Air,
Are daily ransack’d for the Bill of Fare.
Blood stuff’d in Guts is British Christian’s Food,
And France robs Marshes of the croaking Brood;
But he had sure a Palate cover’d o’er
With Brass or Steel, that on the rocky Shore,
First broke the oozy Oister’s pearly Coat,
And risk’d the living Morsel down his Throat.
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’Tis easier to suppress the first Desire, than to satisfy
all that |
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Don’t judge of Mens Wealth or Piety, by their Sunday
Appear- |
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Friendship increases by visiting Friends, but by visiting
seldom. |
Vice luring, in the Way of Virtue lies,
God suffers This; but tempts not; tho’ He tries.
Go wrong, go right, ’tis your own Action still;
He leaves you to your Choice, of Good, or Ill.
Then chuse the Good! the Ill submisly bear!
The Man of Virtue is above Despair.
Safe on this Maxim with the Writer rest,
That all that happens, happens for the best.
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If your Riches are yours, why don’t you take them with you
to the |
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What more valuable than Gold? Diamonds. Than Diamonds? |
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To-day is Yesterday’s Pupil. |
Ye Party Zealots, thus it fares with you.
When Party Rage too warmly you pursue;
Both Sides club Nonsense and impetuous Pride,
And Folly joins whom Sentiments divide.
You vent your Spleen as Monkeys when they pass,
Scratch at the mimic Monkey in the Glass,
While both are one; and henceforth be it known,
Fools of both Sides shall stand as Fools alone.
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If worldly Goods cannot save me from Death, they ought not
to |
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’Tis great Confidence in a Friend to tell him your
Faults, greater to |
Ah! What is Life? With Ills encompass’d round,
Amidst our Hopes, Fate strikes the sudden Wound;
To-day the Statesman of new Honour dreams,
To-morrow Death destroys his airy Schemes.
Is mouldy Treasure in thy Chest confin’d;
Think, all that Treasure thou must leave behind;
Thy Heir with Smiles shall view thy blazon’d Hearse,
And all thy Hoards, with lavish Hand disperse.
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Talking against Religion is unchaining a Tyger; The Beast
let loose |
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Ambition often spends foolishly what Avarice
had wickedly col- |
Should certain Fate th’impending Blow delay,
Thy Mirth will sicken, and thy Bloom decay;
Then feeble Age will all thy Nerves disarm,
No more thy Blood its narrow Channels warm;
Who then would wish to stretch this narrow Span,
To suffer Life beyond the Date of Man?
The virtuous Soul pursues a nobler Aim,
And Life regards but as a fleeting Dream.
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Pillgarlic was in the Accusative Case, and bespoke a
Lawyer in the |
Great Estates may venture more;
Little Boats must keep near Shore.
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Nice Eaters seldom meet with a good Dinner. |
She longs to wake, and wishes to get free,
To launch from Earth into Eternity.
For while the boundless Theme extends our Thought,
Ten thousand thousand rolling Years are nought.
O endless Thought! divine Eternity!
Th’immortal Soul shares but a Part of thee;
For thou wert present when our Life began,
When the warm Dust shot up in breathing Man.
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Not to oversee Workmen, is to leave them your Purse
open. |
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The Wise and Brave dares own that he was wrong. |
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Cunning proceeds from Want of Capacity. |
It is an amusing Speculation to look back, and
compute what Numbers of Men and Women among the Ancients, clubb’d
their Endeavours to the Production of a single Modern. As you
reckon backwards the Number encreases in the same Proportion as the
Price of the Coat which was sold for a Half-penny a Button,
continually doubled.
Thus, a present Nobleman (for Instance) is |
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His Father and Mother were |
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His Grandfathers and Grandmothers |
4 |
His Great Grandfathers and Great
Grandmothers, |
8 |
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And, supposing no Intermarriages among Relations, the
next |
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The next Ditto, |
32 |
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The next Ditto, |
8192 |
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The next Ditto, |
64 |
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The next Ditto, |
16384 |
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The next Ditto, |
128 |
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The next Ditto, |
32768 |
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The next Ditto, |
256 |
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The next Ditto, |
65536 |
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The next Ditto, |
512 |
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The next Ditto, |
131072 |
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The next Ditto, |
1024 |
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The next Ditto, |
262144 |
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The next Ditto, |
2048 |
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The next Ditto, |
524288 |
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The next Ditto, |
4096 |
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The next Ditto, |
1048576 |
Here are only computed 21 Generations, which,
allowing 3 Generations to 100 Years, carry us back no farther than
the Norman Conquest, at which Time each present Nobleman, to
exclude all ignoble Blood from his Veins, ought to have had One
Million, Forty-eight Thousand, Five Hundred and Seventy-six noble
Ancestors. Carry the Reckoning back 300 Years farther, and the
Number amounts to above 500 Millions; which are more than exist at
any one Time upon Earth, and shews the Impossibility of preserving
Blood free from such Mixtures, and that the Pretension of such
Purity of Blood in ancient Families is a mere Joke. Hence we see
how it happens that every Nation has a kind of general Cast of
Feature, by which it may be distinguished; continual Intermarriages
for a Course of Ages rendring all the People related by Blood, and,
as it were, of one Family. December. X
Month.
Ere the Foundations of the World were laid,
Ere kindling Light th’Almighty Word obey’d,
Thou wert; and when the subterraneous Flame,
Shall burst its Prison, and devour this Frame,
From angry Heav’n when the keen Lightning flies,
When fervent Heat dissolves the melting Skies,
Thou still shalt be; still as thou wert before,
And know no Change when Time shall be no more.
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The Proud hate Pride—in others. |
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Who judges best of a Man, his Enemies or himself? |
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Drunkenness, that worst of Evils, makes some Men Fools,
some |
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’Tis not a Holiday that’s not kept holy. |
On the 6th of this Month, 1711, died in
England, Mrs. Jane Schrimshaw, aged 127 Years: But England boasts
some much longer Livers. James Sands, of Horburn, in the County of
Stafford, near Birmingham, lived 140 Years, and his Wife 120, in a
perfect State of Health till the Day of their Deaths. He out-liv’d
5 Leases of 21 Years each, all made after his Marriage. Thomas
Parr, married his first Wife at 80 Years of Age, by whom he had two
Children; his second Wife after he was 120 Years old, by whom he
had one Child, and lived till he was something above 150. Henry
Jenkins, of the Parish of Bolton, in Yorkshire, died the 8th of
this same Month, 1670, aged 169 Years. In these American Parts we
have no such very old Men; not that the Climate is unhealthy, but
because the present Inhabitants were not born soon
enough.
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Of the Inequality of natural Time, and of the right
adjusting and |
managing of Pendulum Clocks
and Watches.
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A Correct Table for Equating of
Time, or of the Inequality of |
|
1 |
9 |
15 |
10 |
1 |
4 |
1 |
5 |
5 |
4 |
13 |
15 |
6 |
1 |
|
2 |
9 |
15 |
10 |
0 |
4 |
1 |
5 |
4 |
4 |
14 |
15 |
5 |
2 |
|
3 |
10 |
15 |
10 |
0 |
4 |
1 |
5 |
4 |
5 |
14 |
15 |
4 |
3 |
|
4 |
10 |
15 |
9 |
su. |
4 |
0 |
5 |
4 |
5 |
14 |
15 |
4 |
4 |
|
5 |
11 |
15 |
9 |
0 |
4 |
0 |
5 |
4 |
5 |
14 |
15 |
4 |
5 |
|
6 |
11 |
15 |
9 |
1 |
4 |
ad |
5 |
4 |
6 |
14 |
15 |
3 |
6 |
|
7 |
11 |
14 |
8 |
1 |
4 |
0 |
6 |
3 |
6 |
15 |
14 |
3 |
7 |
|
8 |
11 |
14 |
8 |
1 |
4 |
0 |
6 |
3 |
6 |
15 |
14 |
2 |
8 |
|
9 |
12 |
14 |
8 |
1 |
4 |
1 |
6 |
3 |
6 |
15 |
14 |
2 |
9 |
|
10 |
12 |
14 |
7 |
2 |
4 |
1 |
6 |
3 |
7 |
15 |
14 |
1 |
10 |
|
11 |
12 |
14 |
7 |
2 |
4 |
1 |
6 |
3 |
7 |
15 |
13 |
1 |
11 |
|
12 |
13 |
14 |
7 |
2 |
4 |
1 |
6 |
2 |
7 |
15 |
13 |
ad |
12 |
|
13 |
13 |
14 |
6 |
2 |
4 |
2 |
6 |
2 |
8 |
16 |
13 |
0 |
13 |
|
14 |
13 |
14 |
6 |
2 |
4 |
2 |
6 |
2 |
8 |
16 |
13 |
1 |
14 |
|
15 |
13 |
13 |
6 |
2 |
4 |
2 |
6 |
2 |
9 |
16 |
12 |
1 |
15 |
|
16 |
13 |
13 |
6 |
3 |
4 |
2 |
6 |
1 |
9 |
16 |
12 |
2 |
16 |
|
17 |
14 |
13 |
5 |
3 |
3 |
2 |
6 |
1 |
9 |
16 |
12 |
2 |
17 |
|
18 |
14 |
13 |
5 |
3 |
3 |
3 |
6 |
1 |
10 |
16 |
11 |
3 |
18 |
|
19 |
14 |
13 |
5 |
3 |
3 |
3 |
6 |
0 |
10 |
16 |
11 |
3 |
19 |
|
20 |
14 |
12 |
4 |
3 |
3 |
3 |
6 |
su. |
10 |
16 |
10 |
4 |
20 |
|
21 |
14 |
12 |
4 |
3 |
3 |
3 |
6 |
0 |
11 |
16 |
10 |
4 |
21 |
|
22 |
14 |
12 |
4 |
4 |
3 |
3 |
6 |
1 |
11 |
16 |
10 |
5 |
22 |
|
23 |
14 |
12 |
3 |
4 |
3 |
3 |
6 |
1 |
11 |
16 |
9 |
5 |
23 |
|
24 |
15 |
11 |
3 |
4 |
2 |
4 |
6 |
1 |
11 |
16 |
9 |
6 |
24 |
|
25 |
15 |
11 |
3 |
4 |
2 |
4 |
5 |
1 |
12 |
16 |
8 |
6 |
25 |
|
26 |
15 |
11 |
2 |
4 |
2 |
4 |
5 |
2 |
12 |
16 |
8 |
6 |
26 |
|
27 |
15 |
11 |
2 |
4 |
2 |
4 |
5 |
2 |
12 |
16 |
8 |
7 |
27 |
|
28 |
15 |
10 |
2 |
4 |
2 |
4 |
5 |
2 |
13 |
16 |
7 |
7 |
28 |
|
29 |
15 |
— |
2 |
4 |
2 |
5 |
5 |
3 |
13 |
16 |
7 |
8 |
29 |
|
30 |
15 |
— |
1 |
4 |
1 |
5 |
5 |
3 |
13 |
16 |
6 |
8 |
30 |
|
31 |
15 |
— |
1 |
— |
1 |
— |
5 |
3 |
— |
16 |
— |
9 |
31 |
Example I.
Suppose February 5, I observe by a good
Sun-dial when it is exactly 10 a Clock; then against the 5th of
February, in this Table, I find 15 min. Add. which makes 10 Hours
15 Minutes, the exact equal Time, which should be shown by the
Clock at the same Time the Dial shows exactly 10 Hours.
Example II.
On the 15th Day of October, Suppose I observed
by a good Dial, when it is exactly 1 a Clock in the Afternoon; in
this Table, against the 15th of October, stand 16 min. Sub. which
leaves 44 Minutes after 12 for the Time to be shown by your
Clock.
Note, When the Title is Add. then Clocks
or Watches go too fast; but when the Title is Sub. then Clocks or
Watches go too slow.
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