——BUT courage! gentle reader!——I scorn it——’tis enough to have thee in
my power——but to make use of the advantage which the fortune of the pen
has now gained over thee, would be too much——No——! by that all-powerful
fire which warms the visionary brain, and lights the spirits through
unworldly tracts! ere I would force a helpless creature upon this hard
service, and make thee pay, poor soul! for fifty pages, which I have no
right to sell thee,——naked as I am, I would browse upon the mountains,
and smile that the north wind brought me neither my tent or my supper.
—So put on, my brave boy! and make the best of thy way to _Boulogne._