Is one that comes there to wear a gown, and to say hereafter, he has been at the university.  His father sent him thither because he heard there were the best fencing and dancing-schools; from these he has his education, from his tutor the over-sight.  The first element of his knowledge is to be shewn the colleges, and initiated in a tavern by the way, which hereafter he will learn of himself.  The two marks of his seniority, is the bare velvet of his gown, and his proficiency at tennis, where when he can once play a set, he is a freshman no more.  His study has commonly handsome shelves, his books neat silk strings, which he shews to his father’s man, and is loth to untie[44] or take down for fear of misplacing.  Upon foul days for recreation he retires thither, and looks over the pretty book his tutor reads to him, which is commonly some short history, or a piece of Euphormio; for which his tutor gives him money to spend next day.  His main loytering is at the library, where he studies arms and books of honour, and turns a gentleman critic in pedigrees.  Of all things he endures not to be mistaken for a scholar, and hates a black suit though it be made of sattin.  His companion is ordinarily some stale fellow, that has been notorious for an ingle to gold hatbands,[45] whom he admires at first, afterwards scorns.  If he have spirit or wit he may light of better company, and may learn some flashes of wit, which may do him knight’s service in the country hereafter.  But he is now gone to the inns-of-court, where he studies to forget what he learned before, his acquaintance and the fashion.

A WEAK MAN

Is a child at man’s estate, one whom nature huddled up in haste, and left his best part unfinished.  The rest of him is grown to be a man, only his brain stays behind.  He is one that has not improved his first rudiments, nor attained any proficiency by his stay in the world:  but we may speak of him yet as when he was in the bud, a good harmless nature, a well meaning mind[46] [and no more] It is his misery that he now wants a tutor, and is too old to have one.  He is two steps above a fool, and a great many more below a wise man:  yet the fool is oft given him, and by those whom he esteems most.  Some tokens of him are,—­he loves men better upon relation than experience, for he is exceedingly enamoured of strangers, and none quicklier aweary of his friend.  He charges you at first meeting with all his secrets, and on better acquaintance grows more reserved.  Indeed he is one that mistakes much his abusers for friends, and his friends for enemies, and he apprehends your hate in nothing so much as in good counsel.  One that is flexible with any thing but reason, and then only perverse. [A servant to every tale and flatterer, and whom the last man still works over.] A great affecter of wits and such prettinesses; and his company is costly to him, for he seldom has it but invited.  His friendship