A TRAVELLER

Is a native of all countries and an alien at home. He flies from the

place where he was hatched, like a wild goose, and prefers all others

before it. He has no quarrel to it but because he was born in it, and,

like a bastard, he is ashamed of his mother, because she is of him. He

is a merchant that makes voyages into foreign nations to drive a trade

in wisdom and politics, and it is not for his credit to have it thought

he has made an ill return, which must be if he should allow of any of

the growth of his own country. This makes him quack and blow up himself

with admiration of foreign parts and a generous contempt of home, that

all men may admire at least the means he has had of improvement and

deplore their own defects. His observations are like a sieve, that lets

the finer flour pass and retains only the bran of things, for his whole

return of wisdom proves to be but affectation, a perishable commodity,

which he will never be able to put off. He believes all men's wits are

at a stand that stay at home, and only those advanced that travel, as if

change of pasture did make great politicians as well as fat calves. He

pities the little knowledge of truth which those have that have not seen

the world abroad, forgetting that at the same time he tells us how

little credit is to be given to his own relations and those of others

that speak and write of their travels. He has worn his own language to

rags, and patched it up with scraps and ends of foreign. This serves him

for wit; for when he meets with any of his foreign acquaintances, all

they smatter passes for wit, and they applaud one another accordingly.

He believes this raggedness of his discourse a great demonstration of

the improvement of his knowledge, as Inns-of-Court men intimate their

proficiency in the law by the tatters of their gowns. All the wit he

brought home with him is like foreign coin, of a baser alloy than our

own, and so will not pass here without great loss. All noble creatures

that are famous in any one country degenerate by being transplanted, and

those of mean value only improve. If it hold with men, he falls among

the number of the latter, and his improvements are little to his credit.

All he can say for himself is, his mind was sick of a consumption, and

change of air has cured him; for all his other improvements have only

been to eat in ... and talk with those he did not understand, to hold

intelligence with all _Gazettes_, and from the sight of statesmen in the

street unriddle the intrigues of all their Councils, to make a wondrous

progress into knowledge by riding with a messenger, and advance in

politics by mounting of a mule, run through all sorts of learning in a

waggon, and sound all depths of arts in a felucca, ride post into the

secrets of all states, and grow acquainted with their close designs in

inns and hostelries; for certainly there is great virtue in highways and

hedges to make an able man, and a good prospect cannot but let him see

far into things.

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