If I may trust the flattering eye of sleep, My dreams presage some joyful news at hand:
My bosom's lord sits lightly on his throne, And all this day, an unaccustomed spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
Romeo and Juliet.
The account of Sir Arthur's unhappy adventure had led Oldbuck somewhat aside from his purpose of catechising Lovel concerning the cause of his residence at Fairport.He was now, however, resolved to open the subject.``Miss Wardour was formerly known to you, she tells me, Mr.Lovel?''
``He had had the pleasure,'' Lovel answered, `to see her at Mrs.Wilmot's, in Yorkshire.''
``Indeed! you never mentioned that to me before, and you did not accost her as an old acquaintance.''
``I--I did not know,'' said Lovel, a good deal embarrassed, ``it was the same lady, till we met; and then it was my duty to wait till she should recognise me.''
``I am aware of your delicacy: the knight's a punctilious old fool, but I promise you his daughter is above all nonsensical ceremony and prejudice.And now, since you have, found a new set of friends here, may I ask if you intend to leave Fairport as soon as you proposed?''
``What if I should answer your question by another,'' replied Lovel, ``and ask you what is your opinion of dreams?''
``Of dreams, you foolish lad!--why, what should I think of them but as the deceptions of imagination when reason drops the reins? I know no difference betwixt them and the hallucinations of madness--the unguided horses run away with the carriage in both cases, only in the one the coachman is drunk, and in the other he slumbers.What says our Marcus Tullius--_Si insanorum visis fides non est habenda, cur credatur somnientium visis, qu
multo etiam perturbatiora sunt, non intelligo._''
``Yes, sir; but Cicero also tells us, that as he who passes the whole day in darting the javelin must sometimes hit the mark, so, amid the cloud of nightly dreams, some may occur consonant to future events.''
``Ay--that is to say, _you_ have hit the mark in your own sage opinion? Lord! Lord! how this world is given to folly!
Well, I will allow for once the Oneirocritical science--I will give faith to the exposition of dreams, and say a Daniel hath arisen to interpret them, if you can prove to me that that dream of yours has pointed to a prudent line of conduct.''
``Tell me, then,'' answered Lovel, ``why when I was hesitating whether to abandon an enterprise, which I have perhaps rashly undertaken, I should last night dream I saw your ancestor pointing to a motto which encouraged me to perseverance?--why should I have thought of those words which I cannot remember to have heard before, which are in a language unknown to me, and which yet conveyed, when translated, a lesson which I could so plainly apply to my own circumstances?''
The Antiquary burst into a fit of laughing.``Excuse me, my young friend--but it is thus we silly mortals deceive ourselves, and look out of doors for motives which originate in our own wilful will.I think I can help out the cause of your vision.
You were so abstracted in your contemplations yesterday after dinner, as to pay little attention to the discourse between Sir Arthur and me, until we fell upon the controversy concerning the Piks, which terminated so abruptly;--but I remember producing to Sir Arthur a book printed by my ancestor, and making him observe the motto; your mind was bent elsewhere, but your ear had mechanically received and retained the sounds, and your busy fancy, stirred by Grizel's legend I presume, had introduced this scrap of German into your dream.As for the waking wisdom which seized on so frivolous a circumstance as an apology for persevering in some course which it could find no better reason to justify, it is exactly one of those juggling tricks which the sagest of us play off now and then, to gratify our inclination at the expense of our understanding.''
``I own it,'' said Lovel, blushing deeply;--``I believe you are right, Mr.Oldbuck, and I ought to sink in your esteem for attaching a moment's consequence to such a frivolity;--but Iwas tossed by contradictory wishes and resolutions, and you know how slight a line will tow a boat when afloat on the billows, though a cable would hardly move her when pulled up on the beach.''
``Right, right,'' exclaimed the Antiquary.``Fall in my opinion!--not a whit--I love thee the better, man;--why, we have story for story against each other, and I can think with less shame on having exposed myself about that cursed Pr
torium --though I am still convinced Agricola's camp must have been somewhere in this neighbourhood.And now, Lovel, my good lad, be sincere with me--What make you from Wittenberg?
--why have you left your own country and professional pursuits, for an idle residence in such a place as Fairport? Atruant disposition, I fear.''
``Even so,'' replied Lovel, patiently submitting to an interrogatory which he could not well evade.``Yet I am so detached from all the world, have so few in whom I am interested, or who are interested in me, that my very state of destitution gives me independence.He whose good or evil fortune affects himself alone, has the best right to pursue it according to his own fancy.''
``Pardon me, young man,'' said Oldbuck, laying his hand kindly on his shoulder, and making a full halt--``_sufflamina_--a little patience, if you please.I will suppose that you have no friends to share or rejoice in your success in life--that you cannot look back to those to whom you owe gratitude, or forward to those to whom you ought to afford protection; but it is no less incumbent on you to move steadily in the path of duty--for your active exertions are due not only to society, but in humble gratitude to the Being who made you a member of it, with powers to serve yourself and others.''
