the morning," as, we believe, is occasionally
done; and, as every maxim has its example, we
are reminded of a gentleman whose sayings and
doings have been not unfrequently the subject
of quotation—lulius Ceasar who, "having
spent the day about his military affairs, divided
the night also, for three seuerall vses—one part
for his sleepe, a seconde for the publique
businesse, the third for his booke and studies."

The Discourse of Stile and Historie, truth to
say, offereth not much for the edification of the
modern student, who has been, no doubt,
apprised of the identity of "Tullie" with Cicero,
that Titus Livius could write, that Virgil penned
a flowing line or two, that Tacitus was "copious
in pleasing brevitie"—though, at school, a still
greater brevity would have made him yet more
pleasing—while, as for Historie, "let me warne
you," says our Gamaliel, "ne sis peregrinus
domi—do not be as a stranger at home, which
is a common fault of English travellers in
forreyne lands, who (as a greate Peere of France
once told me) know nothing of their own
Country, though Second to None."

The old Lord Treasurer Burleigh—if any came
for a licence to travaile—would first examine
him of England. If he found him ignorant,
would bid him stay at home and know his own
country first—a recommendation seldom, now-
a-days, given in Downing-street, on application
for that delusive document—the passport.

History, let it not be forgotten, has among
its other "vses" a sanitary effect. Bodin tells
of some who have recovered their healths by
the reading of history; and it is credibly
affirmed of King Alphonsus, that only reading
of Quin. Curtius cured him of a dangerous
fever. "If I could have beene so rid of my late
quattune ague," says the playful sage, "I would
have said with the same good king, Valeat
Avicenna, vivat Curtius." But then we should
not have had this book. For general reading,
we are commended to Richard the Third, by
Sir T. More; the Arcadia of the Noble Sir
Philip Sidney; Mr. Hooker his Policie; and the
writings of the last Earle Northampton, which
are (a dubious compliment) "past mending."

As touching Cosmography, the importance to
a compleat Gentleman of its terrestrial portion,
is shown clearly enough by the mishap which
befel "vnfortunate Cyrus," who, from sheer
ignorance of geography, was defeated with the
tidy loss of two hundred thousand men. Now
Alexander, when about to annex another kingdom
or two, would first cause a "mappe" to be
drawn in colours, showing where were the
safest entrance—how pass that river—where
most commodiously give battayle. Indeed, it
is possible that similar cosmographical precautions
associated themselves, not indirectly, with
the success of Waterloo.

As for the Celestial portion, here is a couplet
which, like the immortal lyric "Thirty days hath
September," is calculated,"both by truth and
melody, to retain a firm hold of the youthful mind:

Would you know the Planets soone?
Remember S.I.M.S.V.M. and the moone.

These being the initials of the six planets of
Peacham's day—Saturn, Jupiter, Mars, the Sun,
Venus, and Mercury. These are old acquaintance,
and their aspect and movements not
unfamiliar, but every student is not aware that the
ninth, or Crystalline Heaven, moveth by force of
the first mover (tenth heaven) first from east
to west, then from west to east, upon his own
poles, and accomplisheth his revolution in thirty-
six thousand years. And, "this revolution
finished, Plato was of opinion that the world
should bee in the same state as it was before,
I should live and print my booke again, and you
read it in the same age and the same apparell;"
a discouraging prospect for the advocates of
progress, but which is enlivened by a "merry
tale of two poore Schollars and their Hoste,
which Schollars, having lain long at an Inn, and
spent their money, told their Host how that, that
time thirty-six thousand years, the world should
be again as it was, and they should be at the
same Inn, so desired him to trust them till
then. Quoth mine Host, 'I believe it to be soe,
for I remember six-and-thirty thousand years
ago you were here, and left just such a
reckoning unpaid. I pray you, gentlemen, discharge
that first, and I will trust you for the next.'"

The Most Hopefull must have been somewhat
startled to find, in the course of his observations
in survey of the earth, that the population of
the ocean-depths comprises not only the likeness
of all land creatures—elephants, horses, dogs,
calves, hares, snails, and fowls of the air, as
hawks, swallows, and vultures, but men and
women, and even professions, the monk being
notably pre-eminent. But hereof see Junius,
in his "Batania," and, if you please (rather if
you can get him), Alex. de Alexandris. At all
events, "at Swartwale, near Brill, in Holland, is
to be seene a Mermaide's dead Body, hanging
up." That is well; to have suspended the shy
and sensitive creature alive would have been
gross inhumanity. With regard to the singular
changes of the face of the earth, the idea that
the mountain might possibly wait upon
Mahomet was not so extravagant after all, inasmuch
as in the consulship of Lucius Marcius "two
mountains met, and ioyned themselves together."

Poetry, according to Strabo the first
philosophy that ever was taught, must not be
omitted from the Most Hopefull's completeness,
and far, indeed, be it from us, his humble co-
pupils, to wish it otherwise. Like History, it is
not only soothing but medicinal; witness its
important effect on Telesilla, that noble Ladie,
who, being sicke, was by the oracle recommended
to apply her mind to the Muse, which she
observing, recovered in a short space, and,
inspired by her own strains, grew so sprightly
couragious, that, having fortified Argos with
divers women only, herself and companions
sallying out, entertained Cleomenes with such
a Camisado, that he was faine to show his back!

What a lucky fellow was that Chartian, and
how happily timed the little nap he was taking
in the king's ante-chamber, when the Lady Anne
of Bretaigne, passing through, stooped down