A PRISON

Is the grave of the living,[78] where they are shut up from the world

and their friends; and the worms that gnaw upon them their own thoughts

and the jailor. A house of meagre looks and ill smells, for lice, drink,

and tobacco are the compound. Plato's court was expressed from this

fancy; and the persons are much about the same parity that is there. You

may ask, as Menippus in Lucian, which is Nireus, which Thersites, which

the beggar, which the knight;--for they are all suited in the same form

of a kind of nasty poverty. Only to be out at elbows is in fashion here,

and a great indecorum not to be thread-bare. Every man shews here like

so many wrecks upon the sea, here the ribs of a thousand pound, here the

relicks of so many manors, a doublet without buttons; and 'tis a

spectacle of more pity than executions are. The company one with the

other is but a vying of complaints, and the causes they have to rail on

fortune and fool themselves, and there is a great deal of good

fellowship in this. They are commonly, next their creditors, most bitter

against the lawyers, as men that have had a great stroke in assisting

them hither. Mirth here is stupidity or hardheartedness, yet they feign

it sometimes to slip melancholy, and keep off themselves from

themselves, and the torment of thinking what they have been. Men huddle

up their life here as a thing of no use, and wear it out like an old

suit, the faster the better; and he that deceives the time best, best

spends it. It is the place where new comers are most welcomed, and, next

them, ill news, as that which extends their fellowship in misery, and

leaves few to insult:--and they breath their discontents more securely

here, and have their tongues at more liberty than abroad. Men see here

much sin and much calamity; and where the last does not mortify, the

other hardens; as those that are worse here, are desperately worse, and

those from whom the horror of sin is taken off and the punishment

familiar: and commonly a hard thought passes on all that come from this

school; which though it teach much wisdom, it is too late, and with

danger: and it is better be a fool than come here to learn it.

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