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Remember； there are but two 'procedes' in the world for a gentleman and a man of parts； either extreme politeness or knocking down。 If a man notoriously and designedly insults and affronts you； knock him down； but if he only injures you； your best revenge is to be extremely civil to him in your outward behavior； though at the same time you counterwork him； and return him the compliment； perhaps with interest。 This is not perfidy nor dissimulation； it would be so if you were； at the same time； to make professions of esteem and friendship to this man； which I by no means recommend； but on the contrary abhor。 But all acts of civility are； by common consent； understood to be no more than a conformity to custom； for the quiet and conveniency of society； the 'agremens' of which are not to be disturbed by private dislikes and jealousies。 Only women and little minds pout and spar for the entertainment of the company； that always laughs at； and never pities them。 For my own part； though I would by no means give up any point to a competitor； yet I would pique myself upon showing him rather more civility than to another man。 In the first place； this 'procede' infallibly makes all 'les rieurs' of your side； which is a considerable party； and in the next place； it certainly pleases the object of the competition； be it either man or woman； who never fail to say； upon such an occasion； that THEY MUST OWN YOU HAVE BEHAVED YOURSELF VERY； HANDSOMELY IN THE WHOLE AFFAIR。 The world judges from the appearances of things； and not from the reality； which few are able； and still fewer are inclined to fathom： and a man； who will take care always to be in the right in those things； may afford to be sometimes a little in the wrong in more essential ones： there is a willingness； a desire to excuse him。 With nine people in ten； good… breeding passes for good…nature； and they take attentions for good offices。 At courts there will be always coldnesses； dislikes； jealousies； and hatred； the harvest being but small in proportion to the number of laborers； but then； as they arise often； they die soon； unless they are perpetuated by the manner in which they have been carried on； more than by the matter which occasioned them。 The turns and vicissitudes of courts frequently make friends of enemies； and enemies of friends； you must labor； therefore； to acquire that great and uncommon talent of hating with good…breeding and loving with prudence； to make no quarrel irreconcilable by silly and unnecessary indications of anger； and no friendship dangerous； in case it breaks； by a wanton； indiscreet； and unreserved confidence。
Few ； （especially young） people know how to love； or how to hate； their love is an unbounded weakness； fatal to the person they love； their hate is a hot； rash； and imprudent violence； always fatal to themselves。
Nineteen fathers in twenty； and every mother； who had loved you half as well as I do； would have ruined you； whereas I always made you feel the weight of my authority； that you might one day know the force of my love。 Now； I both hope and believe； my advice will have the same weight with you from choice that my authority had from necessity。 My advice is just eight…and…twenty years older than your own； and consequently； I believe you think； rather better。 As for your tender and pleasurable passions； manage them yourself； but let me have the direction of all the others。 Your ambition； your figure； and your fortune； will； for some time at least； be rather safer in my keeping than in your own。 Adieu。
LETTER CLXXX
BATH； October 4； 1752
MY DEAR FRIEND： I consider you now as at the court of Augustus； where； if ever the desire of pleasing animated you； it must make you exert all the means of doing it。 You will see there； full as well； I dare say； as Horace did at Rome； how states are defended by arms； adorned by manners； and improved by laws。 Nay； you have an Horace there as well as an Augustus； I need not name Voltaire； 'qui nil molitur inept'？； as Horace himself said of another poet。 I have lately read over all his works that are published； though I had read them more than once before。 I was induced to this by his 'Siecle de Louis XIV'； which I have yet read but four times。 In reading over all his works； with more attention I suppose than before； my former admiration of him is； I own； turned into astonishment。 There is no one kind of writing in which he has not excelled。 You are so severe a classic that I question whether you will allow me to call his 'Henriade' an epic poem； for want of the proper number of gods； devils； witches and other absurdities； requisite for the machinery； which machinery is； it seems； necessary to constitute the 'epopee'。 But whether you do or not； I will declare （though possibly to my own shame） that I never read any epic poem with near so much pleasure。 I am grown old； and have possibly lost a great deal of that fire which formerly made me love fire in others at any rate； and however attended with smoke； but now I must have all sense； and cannot； for the sake of five righteous lines； forgive a thousand absurd ones。
In this disposition of mind； judge whether I can read all Homer through 'tout de suite'。 I admire its beauties； but； to tell you the truth； when he slumbers； I sleep。 Virgil； I confess； is all sense； and therefore I like him better than his model； but he is often languid； especially in his five or six last books； during which I am obliged to take a good deal of snuff。 Besides； I profess myself an ally of Turnus against the pious AEneas； who； like many 'soi…disant' pious people； does the most flagrant injustice and violence in order to execute what they impudently call the will of Heaven。 But what will you say； when I tell you truly； that I cannot possibly read our countryman Milton through？ I acknowledge him to have some most sublime passages； some prodigious flashes of light； but then you must acknowledge that light is often followed by darkness visible； to use his own expression。 Besides； not having the honor to be acquainted with any of the parties in this poem； except the Man and the Woman； the characters and speeches of a dozen or two of angels and of as many devils； are as much above my reach as my entertainment。 Keep this secret for me： for if it should be known； I should be abused by every tasteless pedant； and every solid divine in England。
'Whatever I have said to the disadvantage of these three poems； holds much stronger against Tasso's 'Gierusalemme'： it is true he has very fine and glaring rays of poetry； but then they are only meteors； they dazzle； then disappear； and are succeeded by false thoughts； poor 'concetti'； and absurd impossibilities； witness the Fish and the Parrot； extravagancies unworthy of an heroic poem； and would much better have become Ariosto； who professes 'le coglionerie'。
I have never read the 〃Lusiade of Camoens；〃 except in prose translation； consequently I have never read it at all； so shall say nothing of it； but the Henriade is all sense from the beginning to the end； often adorned by the justest and liveliest reflections； the most beautiful descriptions； the noblest images； and the sublimest sen