CHAPTER XVII

THE PRINCE ASSOCIATES WITH YOUNG MEN OF SPIRIT AND GAIETY

Rasselas rose next day, and resolved to begin his experiments upon life.

"Youth," cried he, "is the time of gladness: I will join myself to the

young men whose only business is to gratify their desires, and whose

time is all spent in a succession of enjoyments."

To such societies he was readily admitted; but a few days brought him

back weary and disgusted. Their mirth was without images; their laughter

without motive; their pleasures were gross and sensual, in which the

mind had no part; their conduct was at once wild and mean: they laughed

at order and at law; but the frown of power dejected, and the eye of

wisdom abashed them.

The prince soon concluded that he should never be happy in a course of

life of which he was ashamed. He thought it unsuitable to a reasonable

being to act without a plan, and to be sad or cheerful only by chance.

"Happiness," said he, "must be something solid and permanent, without

fear and without uncertainty."

But his young companions had gained so much of his regard by their

frankness and courtesy, that he could not leave them without warning and

remonstrance. "My friends," said he, "I have seriously considered our

manners and our prospects, and find that we have mistaken our own

interest. The first years of man must make provision for the last. He

that never thinks never can be wise. Perpetual levity must end in

ignorance; and intemperance, though it may fire the spirits for an hour,

will make life short or miserable. Let us consider that youth is of no

long duration, and that in maturer age, when the enchantments of fancy

shall cease, and phantoms of delight dance no more about us, we shall

have no comforts but the esteem of wise men, and the means of doing

good. Let us, therefore, stop, while to stop is in our power: let us

live as men who are some time to grow old, and to whom it will be the

most dreadful of all evils not to count their past years but by follies,

and to be reminded of their former luxuriance of health only by the

maladies which riot has produced."

They stared awhile in silence one upon another, and at last drove him

away by a general chorus of continued laughter.

The consciousness that his sentiments were just, and his intentions

kind, was scarcely sufficient to support him against the horror of

derision. But he recovered his tranquillity, and pursued his search.

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