: we can't say that we have spent our fortunes,
but that we have enjoyed 'em. {210}
_Arch_. Right! so much pleasure for so much money.
We have had our pennyworths; and, had I millions,
I would go to the same market again.--O London!
London!--Well, we have had our share, and let
us be thankful: past pleasures, for aught I know,
are best, such as we are sure of; those to come
may disappoint us. {217}
_Aim_. It has often grieved the heart of me to see how
some inhuman wretches murder their kind fortunes;
those that, by sacrificing all to one appetite, shall
starve all the rest. You shall have some that live
only in their palates, and in their sense of tasting
shall drown the other four: others are only epicures
in appearances, such who shall starve their nights
to make a figure a days, and famish their own to feed
the eyes of others: a contrary sort confine their
pleasures to the dark, and contract their specious
acres to the circuit of a muff-string. {228}
_Arch_. Right! But they find the Indies in that spot
where they consume 'em, and I think your kind
keepers have much the best on't: for they indulge
the most senses by one expense, there's the seeing,
hearing, and feeling, amply gratified; and, some
philosophers will tell you, that from such a
commerce there arises a sixth sense, that gives
infinitely more pleasure than the other five put
together, {237}
_Aim_. And to pass to the other extremity, of all keepers I
think those the worst that keep their money.
_Arch_. Those are the most miserable wights in being,
they destroy the rights of nature, and disappoint
the blessings of Providence. Give me a man that
keeps his five senses keen and bright as his sword,
that has 'em always drawn out in their just order and
strength, with his reason as commander at the head
of 'em, that detaches 'em by turns upon whatever
party of pleasure agreeably offers, and commands 'em
to retreat upon the least appearance of disadvantage
or danger! For my part, I can stick to my bottle
while my wine, my company, and my reason, hold
good; I can be charmed with Sappho's singing
without falling in love with her face: I love hunting,
but would not, like Actaeon, be eaten up by my own
dogs; I love a fine house, but let another keep it;
and just so I love a fine woman. {255}
_Aim_. In tha
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