LORD SHAFTESBURY.

This last prediction may, perhaps, be true; I mean, if those others

should ever be accomplished. But as I have no great faith in modern

prophecy, and see at present no symptoms of this coming age of gold,

which your fancy has now presented to us, you must excuse me if these

_prophetic strains_, as you termed them, have no great weight with me

before their completion. Should that ever happen, I shall respect your

foresight, at least; and rejoice extremely at an event, which, I shall

then freely own, will leave my countrymen no excuse for their folly.

This, Sir, was the substance of what passed between us on the subject

in question. Our other friends interposed, indeed, at times; but

rarely, and in few words; and I have rather chosen to mix their

occasional observations with our own, than perplex and lengthen this

recital by a more punctilious exactness. Besides, I could not think

it civil to introduce my friends upon the scene, only to shew them,

as it were, for mutes; their politeness to us, who were principals

in the debate, being such, as to restrain them from bearing any

considerable part in it. Yet this way of relation would, no doubt, have

given something more of life to the sketch I here send you; as their

presence, you may believe, certainly did to the original conversation.

It is enough to say, that nothing more material, than what I have now

related to you, passed on the occasion. For by this time the day was

pretty well spent, and it was necessary for us to withdraw to our

several engagements.

For myself, I leave you to guess the effect which our philosopher’s

grave remonstrance left upon me. One thing you will think remarkable;

that the part of arraigning the present state of things should fall

to my share; while he, at an age that is naturally querulous and

dissatisfied, was employed in defending it. Whether this be a proof

of his wisdom, or good spirits, I pretend not to say. But it gave me

a pleasure to hear the old man indulging himself in the prospect of

better days, of which, as young as we are, and as warmly as we wish for

them, you and I had always despaired.

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