LETTER LIX.

_Harrington_ to _Worthy_.

_Boston._

YOU are egregiously mistaken, argue as you will.—My

perceptions are as clear as any one’s—The burden that is at first heavy

and inconvenient, galls us as we proceed—it soon becomes intolerable, we

sink under its weight, and lie gasping in the publick way long before

night.

AS to the world—who strives to please it, will be deservedly rewarded—he

will reap his labour for his pains—Let it judge of my conduct. I despise

its opinion—_Independency of spirit_ is my motto—I think for myself.

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