e cried bitterly, but I thought it beneath the dignity of a
man, and a man too who had read [Greek: ton onton, ta men eph' hemin
ta douk eph' hemin]. I do wish the devil had old Coke, for I am sure I
never was so tired of an old dull scoundrel in my life. The old
fellows say we must read to gain knowledge, and gain knowledge to make
us happy and be admired. _Mere jargon!_ Is there any such thing as
happiness in this world? No. And as for admiration, I am sure the man
who powders most, perfumes most, embroiders most, and talks most
nonsense, is most admired."

... "This letter will be conveyed to you by the assistance of our
friend Warner Lewis. Poor fellow! never did I see one more sincerely
captivated in my life. He walked to the Indian Camp with her
yesterday, by which means he had an opportunity of giving her two or
three love-squeezes by the hand; and like a true Arcadian swain, has
been so enraptured ever since that he is company for no one."

... "Last night, as merry as agreeable company and dancing with
Belinda in the Apollo could make me, I never could have thought the
succeeding sun would have seen me so wretched as I now am! Affairs at
W. and M. are in the greatest confusion. Walker, McClury, and Wat
Jones are expelled _pro tempore_, or as Horrox softens it, rusticated
for a month. Lewis Burwell, Warner Lewis, and one Thompson have fled
to escape flagellation."

... "I wish I had followed your example and wrote in Latin, and that I
had called my dear, _Campana in die_, instead of [Greek:
adnileb]."--("The lady here alluded to is manifestly the Miss Rebecca
Burwell mentioned in his first letter; but what suggested the quaint
designation of her is not so obvious. In the first of them, Belinda,
translated into dog Latin, which was there as elsewhere one of the
_facetiae_ of young collegians, became _Campana in die_, that is, _bell
in day_. In the second, the name is reversed, and becomes _Adnileb_,
which for farther security is written in Greek characters, and the
lady spoken of in the masculine gender."--_Note of Editor._)

... "When you see Patsy Dandridge, tell her, 'God bless her.' I do not
like the ups and downs of a country life: to-day you are frolicking
with a fine girl, and to-morrow you are moping by yourself. Thank God!
I shall shortly be where my happiness will be less interrupted. I
shall salute all the girls below in your name, particularly S----y
P----r. Dear Will, I have thought of th