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he principles of motion of a squirrel cage, or a common knife-grinder's wheel--tho' I have many an hour of my life look'd up with great devotion at the one--and stood by with as much patience as any christian ever could do, at the other-- I'll go see the surprising movements of this great clock, said I, the very first thing I do: and then I will pay a visit to the great library of the Jesuits, and procure, if possible, a sight of the thirty volumes of the general history of China, wrote (not in the Tartarean, but) in the Chinese language, and in the Chinese character too. Now I almost know as little of the Chinese language, as I do of the mechanism of Lippius's clock-work; so, why these should have jostled themselves into the two first articles of my list--I leave to the curious as a problem of Nature. I own it looks like one of her ladyship's obliquities; and they who court her, are interested in finding out her humour as much as I. When these curiosities are seen, quoth I, half addressing myself to my valet de place, who stood behind me--'twill be no hurt if we go to the church of St. Irenaeus, and see the pillar to which Christ was tied--and after that, the house where Pontius Pilate lived--'Twas at the next town, said the valet de place--at Vienne; I am glad of it, said I, rising briskly from my chair, and walking across the room with strides twice as long as my usual pace--'for so much the sooner shall I be at the Tomb of the two lovers.' What was the cause of this movement, and why I took such long strides in uttering this--I might leave to the curious too; but as no principle of clock-work is concerned in it--'twill be as well for the reader if I explain it myself. Chapter 4.XII. O! there is a sweet aera in the life of man, when (the brain being tender and fibrillous, and more like pap than any thing else)--a story read of two fond lovers, separated from each other by cruel parents, and by still more cruel destiny-- Amandus--He Amanda--She-- each ignorant of the other's course, He--east She--west Amandus taken captive by the Turks, and carried to the emperor of Morocco's court, where the princess of Morocco falling in love with him, keeps him twenty years in prison for the love of his Amanda.-- She--(Amanda) all the time wandering barefoot, and with dishevell'd hair, o'er rocks and mountains, enquiring for Amandus!--Amandus! Amandus!--making every hill and valley to echo back his n
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