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204 The history of ten days of Seged, emperour of Ethiopia

205 The history of Seged concluded

206 The art of living at the cost of others

207 The folly of continuing too long upon the stage

208 The Rambler's reception. His design

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53 Misargyrus' account of his companions in the Fleet

58 Presumption of modern criticism censured. Ancient poetry

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81 Incitement to enterprise and emulation. Some account of the admirable Crichton

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84 Folly of false pretences to importance. A journey in a stagecoach

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85 Study, composition and converse equally necessary to intellectual accomplishment

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92 Criticism on the Pastorals of Virgil

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95 Apology for apparent plagiarism. Sources of literary variety

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No. 171. TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 1751

Tædet cæli convexa tueri.

VIRG. Æn. iv. 451.

M

SIR,

Dark is the sun, and loathsome is the day.

TO THE RAMBLER.

ISELLA now sits down to continue her nar

rative. I am convinced that nothing would more powerfully preserve youth from irregularity, or guard inexperience from seduction, than a just description of the condition into which the wanton plunges herself; and therefore hope that my letter may be a sufficient antidote to my example.

After the distraction, hesitation, and delays which the timidity of guilt naturally produces, I was removed to lodgings in a distant part of the town, under one of the characters commonly assumed upon such occasions. Here being by my circumstances condemned to solitude, I passed most of my hours in bitterness and anguish. The conversation of the people with whom I was placed was not at all capable of engaging my attention, or dispossessing the reigning ideas. The books which I carried to my retreat were such as heightened my abhorrence of myself; for I was not so far abandoned as to sink voluntarily into corruption, or endeavour to conceal from my own mind the enormity of my crime.

My relation remitted none of his fondness, but visited me so often, that I was sometimes afraid lest his assiduity should expose him to suspicion. Whenever he came he found me weeping, and was

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