OF PROFIT AND HONESTY

No man is free from speaking foolish things; but the worst on’t is, when a man labours to play the fool: 

“Nae iste magno conatu magnas nugas dixerit.”

     ["Truly he, with a great effort will shortly say a mighty trifle.”
     —–­Terence, Heaut., act iii., s. 4.]

This does not concern me; mine slip from me with as little care as they are of little value, and ’tis the better for them.  I would presently part with them for what they are worth, and neither buy nor sell them, but as they weigh.  I speak on paper, as I do to the first person I meet; and that this is true, observe what follows.

To whom ought not treachery to be hateful, when Tiberius refused it in a thing of so great importance to him?  He had word sent him from Germany that if he thought fit, they would rid him of Arminius by poison:  this was the most potent enemy the Romans had, who had defeated them so ignominiously under Varus, and who alone prevented their aggrandisement in those parts.

He returned answer, “that the people of Rome were wont to revenge themselves of their enemies by open ways, and with their swords in their hands, and not clandestinely and by fraud”:  wherein he quitted the profitable for the honest.  You will tell me that he was a braggadocio; I believe so too:  and ’tis no great miracle in men of his profession.  But the acknowledgment of virtue is not less valid in the mouth of him who hates it, forasmuch as truth forces it from him, and if he will not inwardly receive it, he at least puts it on for a decoration.

Our outward and inward structure is full of imperfection; but there is nothing useless in nature, not even inutility itself; nothing has insinuated itself into this universe that has not therein some fit and proper place.  Our being is cemented with sickly qualities:  ambition, jealousy, envy, revenge, superstition, and despair have so natural a possession in us, that its image is discerned in beasts; nay, and cruelty, so unnatural a vice; for even in the midst of compassion we feel within, I know not what tart-sweet titillation of ill-natured pleasure in seeing others suffer; and the children feel it: 

         “Suave mari magno, turbantibus aequora ventis,
          E terra magnum alterius spectare laborem:” 

["It is sweet, when the winds disturb the waters of the vast sea, to
witness from land the peril of other persons.”—­Lucretius, ii.  I.]

of the seeds of which qualities, whoever should divest man, would destroy the fundamental conditions of human life.  Likewise, in all governments there are necessary offices, not only abject, but vicious also.  Vices there help to make up the seam in our piecing, as poisons are useful for the conservation of health.  If they become excusable because they are of use to us, and that the common necessity covers their true