A PRATER

Is a common nuisance, and as great a grievance to those that come near

him as a pewterer is to his neighbours. His discourse is like the

braying of a mortar, the more impertinent the more voluble and loud, as

a pestle makes more noise when it is rung on the sides of a mortar than

when it stamps downright and hits upon the business. A dog that opens

upon a wrong scent will do it oftener than one that never opens but upon

a right. He is as long-winded as a ventiduct that fills as fast as it

empties, or a trade-wind that blows one way for half-a-year together,

and another as long, as if it drew in its breath for six months, and

blew it out again for six more. He has no mercy on any man's ears or

patience that he can get within his sphere of activity, but tortures

him, as they correct boys in Scotland, by stretching their lugs without

remorse. He is like an earwig; when he gets within a man's ear he is not

easily to be got out again. He will stretch a story as unmercifully as

he does the ears of those he tells it to, and draw it out in length like

a breast of mutton at the Hercules pillars, or a piece of cloth set on

the tenters, till it is quite spoiled and good for nothing. If he be an

orator that speaks _distincté et ornaté_, though not _apté_, he delivers

his circumstances with the same mature deliberation that one that drinks

with a gusto swallows his wine, as if he were loth to part with it

sooner than he must of necessity; or a gamester that pulls the cards

that are dealt him one by one, to enjoy the pleasure more distinctly of

seeing what game he has in his hand. He takes so much pleasure to hear

himself speak, that he does not perceive with what uneasiness other men

endure him, though they express it ever so plainly; for he is so

diverted with his own entertainment of himself, that he is not at

leisure to take notice of any else. He is a siren to himself, and has no

way to escape shipwreck but by having his mouth stopped instead of his

ears. He plays with his tongue as a cat does with her tail, and is

transported with the delight he gives himself of his own making. He

understands no happiness like that of having an opportunity to show his

abilities in public, and will venture to break his neck to show the

activity of his eloquence; for the tongue is not only the worst part of

a bad servant, but of an ill master that does not know how to govern it;

for then it is like Guzman's wife, very headstrong and not sure of foot.

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