I Remember It Was In This Coterie, In The Middle Of A Discourse, In
Which I Was Showing The Necessity
Of a FIRST cause, when the young
Count de Faineant took me by the hand to the farthest corner of
The
room, to tell me my solitaire was pinn'd too straight about my
neck. - It should be plus badinant, said the Count, looking down
upon his own; - but a word, Monsieur Yorick, TO THE WISE -
And FROM THE WISE, Monsieur le Count, replied I, making him a bow,-
-IS ENOUGH.
The Count de Faineant embraced me with more ardour than ever I was
embraced by mortal man.
For three weeks together I was of every man's opinion I met. -
Pardi! ce Monsieur Yorick a autant d'esprit que nous autres. - Il
raisonne bien, said another. - C'est un bon enfant, said a third. -
And at this price I could have eaten and drank and been merry all
the days of my life at Paris; but 'twas a dishonest RECKONING; - I
grew ashamed of it. - It was the gain of a slave; - every sentiment
of honour revolted against it; - the higher I got, the more was I
forced upon my BEGGARLY SYSTEM; - the better the coterie, - the more
children of Art; - I languish'd for those of Nature: and one night,
after a most vile prostitution of myself to half a dozen different
people, I grew sick, - went to bed; - order'd La Fleur to get me
horses in the morning to set out for Italy.
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