remember, that there are many more Sensations than we are aware of, which belong to the Nature of Pain. Such as Nodding, when one would be awake. Broiling in the Heat of the Sun, and Nauseating some part of our Diet. Now when you you find your self Fret, and grow disturb'd at these Things; take notice that you are catch'd Napping; and that Pain has gotten the Better of you.
LXVI. Don't return the Temper of Ill-natur'd People upon themselves, nor treat them as they do the rest of Mankind.
LXVII. Which way are we to conclude that Socrates was a better Man in Virtue and Temper, than Telauges. [1] To make out this, 'tis not enough to say, that he disputed better, and died Bolder. The Austerity and Discipline of his Life; his Bravery in slighting the Orders of the Thirty Tyrants, and refusing to apprehend an Innocent Person [2]; The Gravity and Greatness in his Mien and Motion: (Tho the truth of this last particular may be question'd:) All this Glitter won't make the Character shine out. To prove the point, we must examine what sort of Soul Socrates carried about him: Could he be contented with the Conscience of an Honest and a Pious Man? Did he not Fret and Fume to no purpose at the Knavery,
