but it was long before he could compass it.  For the affection of Aspasia to Cyrus had taken so deep impression, that it could not easily be rooted out.  Long after this, Teridates, the Eunuch died, who was the most beautiful youth in Asia.  He had full surpassed childhood, and was reckoned among the youths.  The King was said to have loved him exceedingly:  he was infinitely grieved and troubled at his death, and there was an universal mourning throughout Asia, every one endeavouring to gratify the King herein; and none durst venture to come to him and comfort him, for they thought his passion would not admit any consolation.  Three days being past, Aspasia taking a mourning robe as the King was going to the bath, stood weeping, her eyes cast on the ground.  He seeing her, wondered, and demanded the reason of her coming.  She said, “I come, 0 King, to comfort your grief and affliction, if you so please; otherwise I shall go back.”  The Persian pleased with this care, commanded that she should retire to her chamber, and wait his coming.  As soon as he returned, he put the vest of the Eunuch upon Aspasia, which did in a manner fit her; and by this means her beauty appeared with greater splendour to the King’s eye, who much affected the youth.  And being once pleased herewith, he desired her to come always to him in that dress, until the height of his grief were allayed:  which to please him she did.  Thus more than all Hs other women, or his own son and kindred, she comforted Artaxerxes, and relieved his sorrow; the King being pleased with her care, and prudently admitting her consolation.

      **George Buchanan in his History of Scotland, reciteth of one of
      their Kings, James IV. the following very remarkable Passages.

The presence of this King being required to be with his army, whither he was going, at Linlithgo, whilst he was at Vespers in the church, there entered an old man, the hair of his head being red, inclining to yellow, hanging down on his shoulders; his forehead sleek through baldness, bare-headed, in a long coat of a russet colour, girt with a linen girdle about his loins; in the rest of his aspect, he was very venerable:  he pressed through the crowd to come to the King:  when he came to him, he leaned upon the chair on which the King sat, with a kind of rustic simplicity, and bespoke him thus; “0 King,” said he, “I am sent to warn thee, not to proceed in thy intended design; and if thou neglectest this admonition, neither thou nor thy followers shall prosper.  I am also commanded to tell thee, that thou shouldest not use the familiarity, intimacy, and council of women; which if thou dost, it will redound to thy ignominy and loss.”  Having thus spoken, he withdrew himself into the croud; and when the King inquired for him, after prayers were ended, he could not be found which matter seemed more strange, because none of those who stood next, and observed him, as being desirous to put many questions to him, were sensible how he disappeared; amongst them there was David Lindsey of Mont, a man of approved worth and honesty, (and a great scholar too) for in the whole course of his life, he abhorred lying; and if I had not received this story from him as a certain truth, I had omitted it as a romance of the vulgar.