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to the present operations of my mind. If worldly dignities and grandeur-if accumulated treasures- if the enjoyment of the most refined voluptuousness, were to represent to me celestial felicity, I should suppose, that, by partaking of their nature, they partook of their vanity. But if nothing here can represent the future state, it is because that state surpasses every other.-- My ardour is increased by my imperfect knowledge of it. My knowledge and virtue, I know, will be perfected; I know I shall comprehend truth, and obey order; I know I shall be free from all evils, and in possession of all good; I shall be present with God, I know, and with all the happy spirits who surround his throne ; and this perfect state, I am sure, will continue for ever and ever.- -Such are the allsufficient supports which revealed religion affords against the fears of death.--Such are the meditations of a dying Christian.
THE HISTORY OF
ALMAMOULI tho SON of NOURADIN.
N the reign of Jenghiz Can, conqueror of the east,
in the city of Samarcand, lived Nouradin the merchant, renowned throughout all the regions of India for the extent of his commerce, and the integrity of his dealings. His warehouses were filled with all the commodities of the remotest nations ; every rarity of nature, every curiosity of art, whatever was valuable, whatever was useful, hasted to his hand. The streets were crowded with his carriages; the sea was covered with his ships ; the streams of Oxus were wearied with
conveyance, and every breeze of the sky wafted wealth to Nouradin.
At length Nouradin felt himself seized with a slow malady, which he first endeavoured to divert by application, and afterwards to relieve by luxury and indulgence; but finding his strength every day less, he was at last terrified, and called for help upon
sages physic; they filled his apartments with alexipharmics, restoratives, and essential virtues; the pearls of the ocean were dissolved, the spices of Arabia were distilled, and all the powers of nature were employed to give new spirits' to his nerves, and new balsam to his blood. Nouradin was for some time amused with promises, invigorated with cordials, or soothed with anodynes; but the disease preyed upon his vitals, and he soon discovered with indignation, that health was not to be bought. He was confined to his chamber, deserted by his physicians, and rarely visited by his friends; but his unwillingness to die flattered him long with hopes of life.
At length, having passed the night in tedious languor, he called to him Almamoulin, his only son ; and dismissing his attendants :-"My son,” says he, “ hold here the weakness and fragility of man ; look " backward a few days, thy father was great and hap
py, fresh as the vernal rose, and strong as the cedar “ of the mountain; the nations of Asia drank his “ dew's, and art and commerce delighted in his shade. “ Maleyolence beheld me, and sighed: His roots, “ she cried, is fixed in the depths; it is watered by " the fountains of Oxus; it sends out branches afar, « and bids defiance to the blast; prudence reclines “ against his trunk, and prosperity dances on his top. “ Now, Almamoulin, look upon me withering and
prostrate ; look upon me and attend. I have traf. “ ficked, I have prospered, I have rioted in gain :
my house is splendid, my servants are numerous ; “ yet I displayed only a small part of my riches; the
rest, which I was hindered from enjoying by the " fear of raising envy, or tempting rapacity, I have
piled in towers, I have buried in caverns, I have " hidden in secret repositories, which this scroll will “ discover. My purpose was, after ten months more
spent in commerce, to have withdrawn my wealth “ to a safer country: to have given seven years to de
light and festivity, and the remaining part of my “ days to solitude and repentance; but the hand of “ death is upon me; a frigorific torper encroaches
upon my veins ; I am now leaving the produce of
my toil, which it must be thy business to enjoy “ with wisdom.” The thought of leaving his wealth filled Nouradin with such grief that he fell into conyulsions, became delirious, and expired.
Almamoulin, who loved his father, was touched a while with honest sorrow, and sat two hours in pro« found meditation, without perusing the paper which he held in his hand. He then retired to his own chamber, as overborne with affliction, and there read the inventory of his new possessions, which swelled his heart with such transports, that he no longer lamented his father's death. He was now sufficiently composed to order a funeral of modest magnificence, suitable at once to the rank of Nouradin's profession, and the reputation of his wealth. The two next nights he spent in visiting the tower and the caverns, and found the treasures greater to his eye than to his imagination.
Almamoulin had been bred to the practice of exact frugality, and had often looked with envy on the finery and expence of other young men : he therefore bea lieved, that happiness was now in his power, since he could obtain all of which he had hitherto been accustomed to regret the want. He resolved to give a loose to his desires, to revel in enjoyment, and feel pain or uneasiness no more.
He immediately procured a splendid equipage, dressed his servants in rich embroidery, and covered his horses with golden caparisons. He showered down silver on the populace, and suffered their acclamations to swell hini with insolence. The nobles saw him with anger, the wise men of the state combined against him, the leaders of armies threatened his destruction. Almamoulin was informed of his danger: he put on the robe of mourning in the presence of his enemies, and appeased them with gold, and gems, and supplication.
He then sought to strengthen himself, by an alliance with the princes of Tartary, and offered the price of kingdoms for a wife of noble birth. His suit was generally rejected, and his presents refused; but a princess of Asaracan once condescended to admit him to her presence. She received him sitting on a throne, attired in the robe of royalty, and shining with the jewels of Golconda ; command sparkled in her eyes, and dignity towered on her forehead. Almamoulin approached and trembled. She saw his confusion and disdained him: How, says she, dares the wretch hope my obedience, who thus shrinks at my glance ? Retire, and enjoy thy riches in sordid ostentation; thou wast born to be wealthy, but never canst be great.
He then contracted his desires to more private and domestic pleasures. He built palaces, he laid out gardens, he changed the face of the land, he transplanted forests, he levelled mountains, opened prospects into distant regions, poured fountains from the tops of turrets, and rolled rivers through new channels.
These amusements pleased him for a time; but languor and weariness soon invaded him. His bowers lost their fragrance, and the waters murmured without notice. He purchased large tracts of land in distant provinces, adorned them with houses of pleasure, and diversified them with accommodations for different seasons. Change of place at first relieved his satiety, but all the novelties of situation were soon exhausted; he found his heart vacant, and his desires, for want of external objects, ravaging himself.
He therefore returned to Samarcand, and set open his doors to those whom idleness sends out in search of pleasure, His tables were always covered with delicacies; wines of every vintage sparkled in his bowls, and his lamps scattered perfumes. The sound of the lute, and the voice of the singer, chased away sadness; every hour was crowded with pleasure ; and the day ended and began with feasts and dances, and revelry and merriment. Almamoulin cried out, “I « have at last found the use of riches; I am sur
rounded by companions, who view my greatness " without
envy ; and I enjoy at once the raptures of " popularity, and the safety of an obscure station. “ What trouble can he feel whom all are studious to “ please, that they may be repaid with pleasure ? “ What danger can he dread, to whom every man «t is a friend ?”.
Such were the thoughts of Almamoulin, as he looked down from a gallery upon the gay assembly regaling at his expence; but in the midst of this soliloquy, an officer of justice entered the house, and, in the form of legal citation, summoned Almamoulin to appear before the emperor. The guests stood a while aghast, then stole imperceptibly away, and he was led off without a single voice to witness his integrity. He now found one of his most frequent visitants accusing him of treason, in hopes of sharing his confiscation; yet, unpatronized and unsupported, he cleared himself by the openness of innocence, and the consistenco of truth; he was dismissed with honour, and his accuser perished in prison.
Almamoulin now perceived with how little reason he had hoped for justice or fidelity from those who live only to gratify their senses; and, being now weary with vain experiments upon life and fruitless researches