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'Tis not for a Wie and an Honet Man, to tand Expotulating with the Nature of Things. As for Intance, Why hould not I be This or That, or be o or o, as well as He or T'other? But I hould rather ay to my elf after This manner. Am not I the Creature of an Almighty Power; and is it not the Same Power and Widom that Made and Order'd The World, that has Aign’d me this Place, Rank or Station in’t? This Body, This Soul, This every Thing? What I am, I mut be, and there’s no Contending with Invincible Neceity; No Diputing with an Incomprehenible Widom: To ay Nothing of the Impiety of Appealing from an Inexplicable Goodnes. If I can Mend my Condition by any Warrantable Indutry and Vertue, the Way is Fair and Open; And That's a Priviledge that Every Reaonable Creature has in his Commiion: But without Fixing upon ome Certain Scope, and Precribing Jut and Honourable Ways to't, there’s Nothing to be done. 'Tis a Wicked Thing to Repine; and 'tis as Bootles, and Uneay too; for One Retles Thought, Begets, and Punihes Another. We are not o Mierable in our Own Wants, as in what Others Enjoy: And then our Levity is as Great a Plague to us as our Envy, o that we need Nothing more then we have, but Thankfulnes, and Submiion, to make us Happy. It was not the Ground of the Aes Complaint, that it was Wore with Him then with Other Aes; but becaue he was an As: And he was not o Sick of his Mater, as of his Work. His Fortune was well enough for uch an Animal, o long as he kept himelf within his Proper Sphere and Bus‘nes: But if the Stones in the Wall will be taking upon them to Reproach the Builder; and if Nothing will pleae People unles they be Greater then Nature ever Intended them; What can they Expect, but the Aes Round of Vexatious Changes, and Experiments; and at lat, when they have made Themelves Weary and Ridiculous, e'en glad to et up their Ret upon the very Spot were they Started.

T was the Way of a Good Houewiely Old Woman, to call up her Maids Every Morning jut at the Cock-Crowing. The Wenches were loth to Rie o oon, and o they laid their Heads together, and Kill'd the Poor Cock: for, ay they, if it were not for his Waking our Dame, he would not Wake us: But when the Good Womans Clock was gone, he’d Mitake the Hour many times, and call ’em up at Midnight: So that intead of Mending the Matter, they found themelyes in a Wore Condition Now then Before.