’I will not dismiss you, whilst I am upon this Subject, without sending a short Epitaph which I once met with, though I cannot possibly recollect the Place.  The Thought of it is serious, and in my Opinion, the finest that I ever met with upon this Occasion.  You know, Sir, it is usual, after having told us the Name of the Person who lies interr’d to lanch out into his Praises.  This Epitaph takes a quite contrary Turn, having been made by the Person himself some time before his Death.

    ’Hic jacet_ R. C. in expectatione diei supremi.  Qualis erat dies
    iste indicabit.’ [2]

    Here lieth R.  C. in expectation of the last Day.  What sort of a
    Man he was, that Day will discover.

  I am, SIR, &c.

The following Letter is dated from Cambridge. [3]

  SIR,

’Having lately read among your Speculations, an Essay upon Phisiognomy, I cannot but think that if you made a Visit to this ancient University, you might receive very considerable Lights upon that Subject, there being scarce a young Fellow in it who does not give certain Indications of his particular Humour and Disposition conformable to the Rules of that Art.  In Courts and Cities every body lays a Constraint upon his Countenance, and endeavours to look like the rest of the World; but the Youth of this Place, having not yet formed themselves by Conversation, and the Knowledge of the World, give their Limbs and Features their full Play.

’As you have considered Human Nature in all its Lights, you must be extremely well apprized, that there is a very close Correspondence between the outward and the inward Man; that scarce the least Dawning, the least Parturiency towards a Thought can be stirring in the Mind of Man, without producing a suitable Revolution in his Exteriors, which will easily discover it self to an Adept in the Theory of the Phiz.  Hence it is, that the intrinsick Worth and Merit of a Son of Alma Mater is ordinarily calculated from the Cast of his Visage, the Contour of his Person, the Mechanism of his Dress, the Disposition of his Limbs, the Manner of his Gate and Air, with a number of Circumstances of equal Consequence and Information:  The Practitioners in this Art often make use of a Gentleman’s Eyes to give ’em Light into the Posture of his Brains; take a Handle from his Nose, to judge of the Size of his Intellects; and interpret the over-much Visibility and Pertness of one Ear, as an infallible mark of Reprobation, and a Sign the Owner of so saucy a Member fears neither God nor Man.  In conformity to this Scheme, a contracted Brow, a lumpish down-cast Look, a sober sedate Pace, with both Hands dangling quiet and steddy in Lines exactly parallel to each Lateral Pocket of the Galligaskins, is Logick, Metaphysicks and Mathematicks in Perfection.  So likewise the Belles Lettres are typified by a Saunter in the Gate; a Fall of one Wing of