No. 65. Obidah and the hermit; an eastern story.
Obidah, the son of Abensina, left the caravansera early in the morning, and pursued his journey through the plains of Indostan.
Obidah, the son of Abensina, left the caravansera early in the morning, and pursued his journey through the plains of Indostan.
That friendship may be at once fond and lasting, there must not only be equal virtue on each part, but virtue of the same kind.
The traveller that resolutely follows a rough and winding path, will sooner reach the end of his journey, than he that is always changing his direction.
But this tedious interval how shall I endure? Cannot you alleviate the misery of delay by some pleasing description of the entertainments of the town?
It is extremely vexatious to a man of eager and thirsty curiosity to be placed at a great distance from the fountain of intelligence.
I have often thought that there has rarely passed a life of which a judicious and faithful narrative would not be useful.
Their great business of life is to complain, and that they were born for no other purpose than to disturb the happiness of others.
When therefore the desire of wealth is taking hold of the heart, let us look round and see how it operates upon those who obtained it.
Common readers require a few plain and cogent instructions, which may sink into the mind by their own weight.