![]() ![]() But I depend upon your knowing me enough, to believe whatever I seriously assert for truth, though I give you leave to be surprised at an account so new to you. ![]() ![]() ![]() For my part, if I live to return amongst you, I am so well acquainted with the morals of all my dear friends and acquaintance that I am resolved to tell them nothing at all to avoid the imputation (which their charity would certainly incline them to) of my telling too much. But people judge of travellers exactly with the same candour, good nature, and impartiality, they judge of their neighbours upon all occasions. If we tell anything new, we are laughed at as fabulous and romantic, not allowing for the difference of ranks, which afford difference of company, more curiosity, or the changes of customs that happen every twenty year in every country. If we say nothing but what has been said before us, we are dull and we have observed nothing. We travellers are in very hard circumstances. Enjoy! ♥︎īut I had rather lose the pleasure of reading several witty things, than be forced to write many stupid ones. As usual, the review is out of five stars, and if you’re only interested in my general thoughts and rating, skip to the end. This review was actually ready before King Lear, but I like to publish reviews in the order that I finish books, so that’s why I held off. And here’s another review! There should be one more today after this one, and then probably a few days (hopefully no more than that) break. ![]()
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