A PHILOSOPHICAL DISCUSSION, 615 absolute dominion over himself, whose reason entirely governs his will, is certainly greater than he that conquers a city. “ But, my lord,” said T, ‘shall I take the liberty to ask you a question?” ‘With all my heart,” says he. “If the door of your liberty was opened,” said I, “would you not take hold of it to deliver your- self from this exile ?” “Wold!” said he; “your question is subtle, and requires some serious just distinctions to give it a sincere answer; and I’ll give it to you from the bottom of my heart. Nothing that I know of in this world would move me to deliver myself from this state of banishment except these two—first, the enjoyment of my relations; and, secondly, a little warmer climate. But I protest to you that to go back to the pomp of the court, the glory, the power, the hurry of a minister of state; the wealth, the gaiety, and the pleasures, that is to say, follies, of a courtier ;—if my master should send me word this moment, that he restores me to all he banished me from, [ protest, if T know myself at all, I would not leave this wilderness, these deserts, and these frozen lakes, for the palace at Moscow,” “ But, my lord,” said I, ‘perhaps you not only are banished from the pleasures of the court, and from the power, and authority, and wealth vou enjoyed before, but you may be absent, too, from some of the conveniences of life, your estate, perhaps, confiscated, and your effects plundered, and the supplies left you here may not bo suitable to the ordinary demands of life.” “ Ay,” says he, “that is, as you suppose me to be a lord ora princes, &e. So indeed Tam; but you are now to consider me only as aman, a human creature, not at all distinguished from another ; and so [ can sutfer no want, unless T shall be visited with sickness and distempers, However, to put the question out of dispute: you seo our manner; we are in this place five persons of rank; we live perfectly retired, as suited to a state of banishment; we have something rescued from the shipwreck of our fortunes, which keeps us from the mere necessity of hunting for our food; but the poor soldiers who are here, without that help, live in as much plenty as we, who go into the woods and catch sables and foxes; the labour of a month will maintain them a year: and as the way of living