like that of a camel, until all is ventilated. I have seen so many things of this kind, that I am concern'd for the young Lady's feelings, on this occasion, knowing they must be great. But still, those feelings, well delineated, might have as fine an effect as Le Brun's Passions.—I fear, however, my friend Wood, and his prescriptions, will be in disgrace; for a day or two ago, the learned Dr. of St. John's College (the same to which Mr. Gillyflower belongs), call'd on me for an ointment, to make the hair grow on his horse's tail; and talking about Mr. Gillyflower's horse, he said he knew him; that he had bought him out of the Duke of Norfolk's Stud. I then told the Doctor of the awkward infirmity he had; upon which, he said, he was not a bit surpriz'd, for the horse was got by Phlegon, and Phlegon was one of the Sun's horses he drove in his chariot; and that Phlegon and the other three were all got by the winds[1]; so that no
- ↑ Naturum (observed the Doctor) expellas furea tamen usque recurret.
