Co. I can't tell that, for I have seen some that have play'd the same Game over and over again; if once this Infection seizes a Person he seldom gets rid of it.
OF A SOLDIER'S LIFE.
The ARGUMENT.
The wicked Life of Soldiers is here reprehended, and shewn to be very miserable: That War is Confusion, and a Sink of all manner of Vices, in as much as in it there is no Distinction made betwixt Things sacred and profane. The Hope of Plunder allures many to become Soldiers. The Impieties of a Military Life are here laid open, by this Confession of a Soldier, that Youth may be put out of Conceit of going into the Army.
HANNO, THRASYMACHUS.
Hanno. How comes it about that you that went away a Mercury, come back a Vulcan?
Thr. What do you talk to me of your Mercuries and your Vulcans for?
Ha. Because you seem'd to be ready to fly when you went away, but you're come limping Home.
Thr. I'm come back like a Soldier then.
Ha. You a Soldier, that would out-run a Stag if an Enemy were at your Heels.