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<title>The Spectator</title>
  <number>no. 193</number>
  <date>1711-10-11</date>
  <author>Richard Steele</author>
  <quotation>---------Ingentem foribus domus alta superbis</quotation>
  <quotation>Mane salutantum totis vomit &#230;dibus undam.---Virg.</quotation>
  <translation>Virg. Georg. ii. 461.</translation>
  <translation>His lordship's palace view, whose portals proud</translation>
  <translation>Each morning vomit forth a cringing crowd.---Warton, &#38;c.</translation>
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<paragraph>WHEN we look round us, and behold the strange
Variety of Faces. and Persons which fill the Streets with Business
and Hurry, It is no unpleasant Amusement to make Guesses at their
different Pursuits, and judge by their Countenances what it is that
so anxiously engages their present Attention. Of this busie Crowd,
there are none who would give a Man inclined to such Enquiries
better Diversions for his Thoughts, than those whom we call good
Courtiers, and such as are assiduous at the Lev&#233;es of Great Men.
These Worthies are got into an Habit of being servile with an Air,
and enjoy a certain Vanity in being known for understanding how the
World passes. In the Pleasure of this they can rise early, go
abroad sleek and well-dressed, with no other Hope or Purpose, but
to make a Bow to a Man in Court-Favour, and be thought, by some
insignificant Smile of his, not a little engaged in his Interests
and Fortunes. It is wondrous, that a Man can get over the natural
Existence and Possession of his own Mind so far, as to take Delight
either in paying or receiving such cold and repeated Civilities.
But what maintains the Humour is, that outward Show is what most
Men pursue, rather than real Happiness. Thus both the Idol and
Idolater equally impose upon themselves in pleasing their
Imaginations this way. But as there are very many of her Majesty's
good Subjects, who are extreamly uneasie at their own Seats in the
Country, where all from the Skies to the Centre of the Earth is
their own, and have a mighty longing to shine in Courts, or be
Partners in the Power of the World; I say, for the Benefit of
these, and others who hanker after being in the Whisper with great
Men, and vexing their Neighbours with the Changes they would be
capable of making in the Appearance at a country Sessions, it would
not methinks be amiss to give an Account of that Market for
Preferment, a great Man's Lev&#233;e.</paragraph>
<paragraph>For ought I know, this Commerce between the Mighty and their Slaves, very
justly represented, might do so much good as to incline the Great
to regard Business rather than Ostentation; and make the Little
know the Use of their Time too well, to spend it in vain
Applications and Addresses.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The famous Doctor in <italic>Moorfields,</italic> who
gained so much Reputation for his Horary Predictions, is said to
have had in his Parlour different Ropes to little Bells which hung
in the Room above Stairs, where the Doctor thought fit to be
oraculous. If a Girl had been deceived by her Lover, one Bell was
pulled; and if a Peasant had lost a Cow, the [Servant<footnote name="(1)" url="../october_footnotes/footnote193.xml"></footnote>] rung
another. This Method was kept in respect to all other Passions and
Concerns, and [the skillful Waiter below<footnote name="(2)" url="../october_footnotes/footnote193.xml"></footnote>] sifted the Enquirer,
and gave the Doctor Notice accordingly. The Lev&#233;e of a great Man
is laid after the same manner, and twenty
Whispers, false Alarms, and private Intimations, pass backward and
forward from the Porter, the Valet, and the Patron himself, before
the gaping Crew who are to pay their Court are gathered together:
When the Scene is ready, the Doors fly open and discover his
Lordship.</paragraph>
<paragraph>There are several Ways of making this first Appearance:
you may be either half dressed, and washing your self, which is
indeed the most stately; but this Way of Opening is peculiar to
Military Men, in whom there is something graceful in exposing
themselves naked; but the Politicians, or Civil Officers, have
usually affected to be more reserved, and preserve a certain
Chastity of Deportment. Whether it be Hieroglyphical or not, this
Difference in the Military and Civil List, [I will not say;] but
[have<footnote name="(3)" url="../october_footnotes/footnote193.xml"></footnote>] ever understood the Fact to be, that the close Minister
is buttoned up, and the brave Officer open-breasted on these
Occasions.</paragraph>
<paragraph>However that is, I humbly conceive the Business of a
Lev&#233;e is to receive the Acknowledgments of
a Multitude, that a Man is Wise, [Bounteous,<footnote name="(4)" url="../october_footnotes/footnote193.xml"></footnote>] Valiant and
Powerful. When the first Shot of Eyes [is<footnote name="(5)" url="../october_footnotes/footnote193.xml"></footnote>] made, it is
wonderful to observe how much Submission the Patron's Modesty can
bear, and how much Servitude the Client's Spirit can descend to. In
the vast Multiplicity of Business, and the Crowd about him, my
Lord's Parts are usually so great, that, to the Astonishment of the
whole Assembly, he has something to say to every Man there, and
that so suitable to his Capacity, as any Man may judge: that it is
not without Talents that Men can arrive at great Employments, I
have known a great Man ask a Flag-Officer, which way was the Wind,
a Commander of Horse the present Price of Oats, and a Stock-Jobber
at what Discount such a Fund was, with as much Ease as if he had
been bred to each of those several Ways of Life. Now this is
extreamly obliging; for at the same time that the Patron informs
himself of Matters, he gives the Person of whom he enquires an
Opportunity to exert himself. What adds to the Pomp of those
Interviews is, that it is performed with the greatest Silence and
Order Imaginable. The Patron is usually in the midst of the Room,
and some humble Person gives him a Whisper, which his Lordship
answers aloud, <italic>It is well. Yes, I am of your Opinion. Pray inform
yourself further, you may be sure of my Part in it.</italic> This happy Man
is dismissed, and my Lord can turn himself to a Business of a quite
different Nature, and offhand give as good an Answer as any great
Man is obliged to. For the chief Point is to keep in Generals, and
if there be any thing offered that's Particular, to be in haste.</paragraph>
<paragraph>But we are now in the Height of the Affair, and my Lord's Creatures
have all had their Whispers round to keep up the Farce of the
thing, and the Dumb Show is become more general, He casts his Eye
to that Corner, and there to Mr. such-a-one; to the other, <italic>and when
did you come to Town?</italic> And perhaps just before he nods to another,
and enters with him, <italic>but, Sir, I am glad to see you, now I think of
it.</italic> Each of those are happy for the next four and twenty Hours; and
those who bow in Ranks undistinguished, and by Dozens at a Time,
think they have very good Prospects if arrive at such Notices half
a Year hence.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The Satyrist says,<footnote name="(6)" url="../october_footnotes/footnote193.xml"></footnote> there is seldom common Sense
in high Fortune; and one would think, to behold a Lev&#233;e,
that the Great were not only infatuated with their
Station, but also that they believed all below were seized too;
else how is it possible that they could think of imposing upon
themselves and others in such a degree, as to set up a Lev&#233;e
for any thing but a direct Farce? But such is
the Weakness of our Nature, that when Men are a little exalted in
their Condition, they immediately conceive they have additional
Senses, and their Capacities enlarged not only above other Men, but
above human Comprehension it self. Thus it is ordinary to see a
great Man attend one listning, bow to one at a distance, and call
to a third at the same instant. A Girl in new Ribbands is not more
taken with her self, nor does she betray more apparent Coquetries,
than even a wise Man in such a Circumstance of Courtship. I do not
know any thing that I ever thought so very distasteful as the
Affectation which is recorded of <italic>C&#230;sar,</italic> to wit, that he would
dictate to three several Writers at the same time. This was an
Ambition below the Greatness and Candour of his Mind. He indeed (if
any Man had Pretensions to greater Faculties than any other Mortal)
was the Person; but such a Way of acting is Childish, and
inconsistent with the Manner of our Being. And it appears from the
very Nature of Things, that there cannot be any thing effectually
dispatched in the Distraction of a Publick Lev$#233;e: but the whole
seems to be a Conspiracy of a Set of Servile Slaves, to give up
their own Liberty to take away their Patron's Understanding.</paragraph>
<paragraph>T.</paragraph>

<paragraph>1. [Rope]</paragraph>
<paragraph>2. [a skilful servant]</paragraph>
<paragraph>3. [I have]</paragraph>
<paragraph>4. [Beauteous], and in first reprint.</paragraph>
<paragraph>5. [are]</paragraph>
<paragraph>6. Juvenal, viii. 73.</paragraph>
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