Homer’s Goddess Ate hath not involved into this discontented [1745]rank, or plagued with some misery or other.  Hyginus, fab. 220, to this purpose hath a pleasant tale.  Dame Cura by chance went over a brook, and taking up some of the dirty slime, made an image of it; Jupiter eftsoons coming by, put life to it, but Cura and Jupiter could not agree what name to give him, or who should own him; the matter was referred to Saturn as judge; he gave this arbitrement:  his name shall be Homo ab humo, Cura eum possideat quamdiu vivat, Care shall have him whilst he lives, Jupiter his soul, and Tellus his body when he dies.  But to leave tales.  A general cause, a continuate cause, an inseparable accident, to all men, is discontent, care, misery; were there no other particular affliction (which who is free from?) to molest a man in this life, the very cogitation of that common misery were enough to macerate, and make him weary of his life; to think that he can never be secure, but still in danger, sorrow, grief, and persecution.  For to begin at the hour of his birth, as [1746]Pliny doth elegantly describe it, “he is born naked, and falls [1747]a whining at the very first:  he is swaddled, and bound up like a prisoner, cannot help himself, and so he continues to his life’s end.” Cujusque ferae pabulum, saith [1748]Seneca, impatient of heat and cold, impatient of labour, impatient of idleness, exposed to fortune’s contumelies.  To a naked mariner Lucretius compares him, cast on shore by shipwreck, cold and comfortless in an unknown land:  [1749]no estate, age, sex, can secure himself from this common misery.  “A man that is born of a woman is of short continuance, and full of trouble,” Job xiv. 1, 22.  “And while his flesh is upon him he shall be sorrowful, and while his soul is in him it shall mourn.  All his days are sorrow and his travels griefs:  his heart also taketh not rest in the night.”  Eccles. ii. 23, and ii. 11.  “All that is in it is sorrow and vexation of spirit. [1750]Ingress, progress, regress, egress, much alike:  blindness seizeth on us in the beginning, labour in the middle, grief in the end, error in all.  What day ariseth to us without some grief, care, or anguish?  Or what so secure and pleasing a morning have we seen, that hath not been overcast before the evening?” One is miserable, another ridiculous, a third odious.  One complains of this grievance, another of that. Aliquando nervi, aliquando pedes vexant, (Seneca) nunc distillatio, nunc epatis morbus; nunc deest, nunc superest sanguis:  now the head aches, then the feet, now the lungs, then the liver, &c. Huic sensus exuberat, sed est pudori degener sanguis, &c.  He is rich, but base born; he is noble, but poor; a third hath means, but he wants health peradventure, or wit to manage his estate; children vex one, wife a second, &c. Nemo facile cum conditione sua concordat, no man is pleased with his fortune, a pound of sorrow is familiarly mixed with a dram of content, little