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When Charles I. kept his court at Richmond, as Prince of Wales, the beauty and elegance of the females there were so very attractive, nay fascinating, that it was generally said, he who wished to retain the government of his heart should never venture to the place; which, it must be admitted, has still an hundred natural charms calculated to inspire and promote the tender passion. Mrs. Hutchinson relates a story with the utmost gravity, that affords a very strong illustration of the weakness of the human mind, or the enervating influence of this modern Paphos.
A gentleman visited Richmond, and found all the inhabitants deeply lamenting the death of a lady, whose perfections they described in terms so extremely forid and affecting, that the poor man became ardently in love with the portrait his fancy composed of the deceased; “ no other discourse could at first please him, nor could he at last endure any other ; he grew desperately melancholy; and would go to a mount where the print of her foot was cut, and lie there, pining and kissing of it all the day long, till at length death, in some months' space, concluded his languishment. This story was very true.”
Mr. Hutchinson did not, however, apprehend any danger from trying the soft air of Richmond; and went there confident in his own temperament. He lodged with one of the king's musicians, whose house was much frequented by
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Printed For Tobn Grimand 1627.
others of the band to rehearse their performances, and many elegant and accomplished women were attracted there by this circumstance; yet'he contrived to escape the snares thus surrounding him. But the presiding Cupid was not to be conterpned on his own ground with impunity. Finding he could not conquer in the usual way, he had recourse to stratagem; and sent the youngest daughter of Sir Allen Apsley to the very
house where Mr. H. resided, under the ostensible purpose of learning the science of musick, though in reality to introduce Miss Lucy Apsley to his notice by proxy; and, by this means, he actually became most violently in love with a person he had never seen; which “ he began to wonder at himself (says his lady) that his heart, which had ever had such an indifferency for the most excellent of woman-kind, should have so strong impulses towards a stranger he never saw; and certainly it was of the Lord (though he perceived it not), who had ordained him, through so many Providences, to be yoaked with her in whom he found so much satisfaction."
This page presents an emblematical plate, which will be found, on examination, to serve the double purpose of illustrating the dress of the arms and legs, and the total change of manners between the age of chivalry and 1627, the date when it was prefixed to a sermon preached by Samuel Ward, of Ipswich, whose artist deserves
much credit for his faithful representation of the knee-bows, rose for the shoe, and the laced cuff. The sermon alluded to is entituled, “Woe to Drunkards;" and gives a melancholy picture of the licentious spirit of the times, which is corroborated by several horrid instances of drunkenness, occurring immediately under the author's knowledge. That quoted may serve to explain the pursuits of depravity in this disgusting form. "An ale-wife in Kesgrave, near to Ipswich, who would needs force three serving-men that had been drinking in her house, and were taking their leaves, to stay and drink the three outs first; that is — Wit out of the head, Money out of the purse,' ' Ale out of the pot ;" as she was coming towards them with the pot in her hand, was suddenly taken speechless and sick; her tongue swollen in her mouth; never recovered speech ; the third day after died. vants of a brewer in Ipswich, drinking for the rump of a turkey, struggling in their drink for it, fell into a scalding cauldron backwards ; whereof the one died presently, the other lingeringly and painfully.” But I desist, as further quotations would lead me to digress from London; and to atone for having already done so, I present the reader with one paragraph more – to the justice of which a negative cannot be offered. The preacher observes of the drunkard, “The devil, having moistened and steeped him in his