The Essays of Montaigne — Volume 07 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 92 pages of information about The Essays of Montaigne — Volume 07.

The Essays of Montaigne — Volume 07 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 92 pages of information about The Essays of Montaigne — Volume 07.
than thus to expose myself to the various judgments of a whole people, and I am deceived if I had not succeeded better.  I have naturally a humorous and familiar style; but it is a style of my own, not proper for public business, but, like the language I speak, too compact, irregular, abrupt, and singular; and as to letters of ceremony that have no other substance than a fine contexture of courteous words, I am wholly to seek.  I have neither faculty nor relish for those tedious tenders of service and affection; I believe little in them from others, and I should not forgive myself should I say to others more than I myself believe.  ’Tis, doubtless, very remote from the present practice; for there never was so abject and servile prostitution of offers:  life, soul, devotion, adoration, vassal, slave, and I cannot tell what, as now; all which expressions are so commonly and so indifferently posted to and fro by every one and to every one, that when they would profess a greater and more respectful inclination upon more just occasions, they have not wherewithal to express it.  I mortally hate all air of flattery, which is the cause that I naturally fall into a shy, rough, and crude way of speaking, that, to such as do not know me, may seem a little to relish of disdain.  I honour those most to whom I show the least honour, and where my soul moves with the greatest cheerfulness, I easily forget the ceremonies of look and gesture, and offer myself faintly and bluntly to them to whom I am the most devoted:  methinks they should read it in my heart, and that the expression of my words does but injure the love I have conceived within.  To welcome, take leave, give thanks, accost, offer my service, and such verbal formalities as the ceremonious laws of our modern civility enjoin, I know no man so stupidly unprovided of language as myself; and I have never been employed in writing letters of favour and recommendation, that he, in whose behalf it was written, did not think my mediation cold and imperfect.  The Italians are great printers of letters; I do believe I have at least an hundred several volumes of them; of all which those of Annibale Caro seem to me to be the best.  If all the paper I have scribbled to the ladies at the time when my hand was really prompted by my passion, were now in being, there might, peradventure, be found a page worthy to be communicated to our young inamoratos, that are besotted with that fury.  I always write my letters post-haste—­so precipitately, that though I write intolerably ill, I rather choose to do it myself, than to employ another; for I can find none able to follow me:  and I never transcribe any.  I have accustomed the great ones who know me to endure my blots and dashes, and upon paper without fold or margin.  Those that cost me the most pains, are the worst; when I once begin to draw it in by head and shoulders, ’tis a sign that I am not there.  I fall too without premeditation or design; the first word begets the
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