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<title>The Spectator 280</title>
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  <number>no. 160</number>
  <date>1712-01-21</date>
  <author>Richard Steele</author>
  <quotation>Principibus Placuisse viris non ultima laus est.----Hor.<link name="(*)" url="http://meta.montclair.edu/latintexts/horace/epistulae/1epistula17.xml"></link></quotation>
  <translation>Hor. I Ep. xvii. 35.</translation>
  <translation>To please the great is not the smallest praise.---Creech</translation>
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<paragraph>THE Desire of Pleasing makes a
Man agreeable or unwelcome to those with whom he converses,
according to the Motive from which that Inclination appears to
flow. If your Concern for pleasing others arises from innate
Benevolence, it never fails of Success; if from a Vanity to excel,
its Disappointment is no less certain. What we call an agreeable
Man, is he who is endowed with [the<footnote name="(1)" url="../january_footnotes/footnote280.xml"></footnote>] natural Bent to do
acceptable things from a Delight he takes in them meerly as such;
and the Affectation of that Character is what constitutes a Fop.
Under these Leaders one may draw up all those who make any Manner
of Figure, except in dum b Show. A rational and select Conversation
is composed of Persons, who have the Talent of Pleasing with
Delicacy of Sentiments flowing from habitual Chastity of Thought;
but mixed Company is frequently made up of Pretenders to Mirth, and
is usually pestered with constrained, obscene, and painful
Witticisms. Now and then you meet with a Man so exactly formed for
Pleasing, that it is no matter what he is doing or saying, that is
to say, that there need no Manner of Importance in it, to make him
gain upon every Body who hears or beholds him. This Felicity is not
the Gift of Nature only, but must be attended with happy
Circumstances, which add a Dignity to the familiar Behaviour which
distinguishes him whom we call an agreeable Man. It is from this
that every Body loves and esteems <italic>Polycarpus.</italic> He is in the Vigour
of his Age and the Gayety of Life, but has passed through very
conspicuous Scenes in it; though no Soldier, he has shared the
Danger, and acted with great Gallantry and Generosity on a decisive
Day of Battle. To have those Qualities which only make other Men
conspicuous in the World as it were supernumerary to him, is a
Circumstance which gives Weight to his most indifferent Actions;
for as a known Credit is ready Cash to a Trader, so is acknowledged
Merit immediate Distinction, and serves in the Place of Equipage to
a Gentleman. This renders <italic>Polycarpus</italic> graceful in Mirth, important
in Business, and regarded with Love in every ordinary Occurrence.
But not to dwell upon Characters which have such particular
Recommendations to our Hearts, let us turn our Thoughts rather to
the Methods of Pleasing which must carry Men through the World who
cannot pretend to such Advantages. Falling in with the particular
Humour or Manner of one above you, abstracted from the general
Rules of good Behaviour, is the Life of a Slave. A Parasite differs
in nothing from the meanest Servant, but that the Footman hires
himself for bodily Labour, subjected to go and come at the Will of
his Master, but the other gives up his very Soul: He is prostituted
to speak, and professes to think after the Mode of him whom he
courts. This Servitude to a Patron, in an honest Nature, would be
more grievous than that of wearing his Livery; therefore we will
speak of those Methods only which are worthy and ingenuous.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The happy Talent of Pleasing either those above you or below you, seems
to be wholly owing to the Opinion they have of your Sincerity. This
Quality is to attend the agreeable Man in all the Actions of his
Life; and I think there need no more be said in Honour of it, than
that it is what forces the Approbation even of your Opponents.
The guilty Man has an Honour for the Judge who with Justice
pronounces against him the Sentence of Death it self. The Author of
the Sentence at the Head of this Paper, was an excellent Judge of
human Life, and passed his own in Company the most agreeable that
ever was in the World. <italic>Augustus</italic> lived amongst his Friends as if he
had his Fortune to make in his own Court: Candour and Affability,
accompanied with as much Power as ever Mortal was vested with, were
what made him in the utmost Manner too nigh for Ambition, and Views
too large to be gratified by what he could give them in the
Disposal of an Empire, without the Pleasures of their mutual
Conversation. A certain Unanimity of Taste and Judgment, which is
natural to all of the same Order in the Species, was the Band of
this Society; and the Emperor assumed no Figure in it but what he
thought was his Due from his private Talents and Qualifications, as
they contributed to advance the Pleasures and Sentiments of the
Company.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Cunning People, Hypocrites, all who are but half virtuous,
or half wise, are incapable of tasting the refined Pleasure of such
an equal Company as could wholly exclude the Regard of Fortune in
their Conversations. <italic>Horace,</italic> in the Discourse from whence I take
the Hint of the present Speculation, lays down excellent Rules for
Conduct in Conversation with Men of Power; but he speaks it with an
Air of one who had no Need of such an Application for any thing
which related to himself. It shews he understood what it was to be
a skilful Courtier, by just Admonitions against Importunity, and
shewing how forcible it was to speak Modestly of your own Wants.
There is indeed something so shameless in taking all Opportunities
to speak of your own Affairs, that he who is guilty of it towards
him upon whom he depends, fares like the Beggar who exposes his
Sores, which instead of moving Compassion makes the Man he begs of
turn away from the Object.</paragraph>
<paragraph>I cannot tell what is become of him, but
I remember about sixteen Years ago an honest Fellow, who so justly
understood how disagreeable the Mention or Appearance of his Wants
would make him, that I have often reflected upon him as a
Counterpart of <italic>Irus,</italic> whom I have formerly mentioned. This Man, whom
I have missed for some Years in my Walks, and have heard was
someway employed about the Army, made it a Maxim, That good Wigs,
delicate Linen, and a chearful Air, were to a poor Dependent the
same that working Tools are to a poor Artificer. It was no small
Entertainment to me, who knew his Circumstances, to see him, who
had fasted two Days, attribute the Thinness they told him of to the
Violence of some Gallantries he had lately been guilty of. The
skilful Dissembler carried this on with the utmost Address; and if
any suspected his Affairs were narrow, it was attributed to
indulging himself in some fashionable Vice rather than an
irreproachable Poverty, which saved his Credit with those on whom
he depended.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The main Art is to be as little troublesome as you
can, and make all you hope for come rather as a Favour from your
Patron than Claim from you. But I am here prating of what is the
Method of Pleasing so as to succeed in the World, when there are
Crowds who have, in City, Town, Court, and Country, arrived at
considerable Acquisitions, and yet seem incapable of acting In any
constant Tenour of Life, but have gone on from one successful Error
to another: Therefore I think may shorten this Inquiry after the
Method of Pleasing; and as the old Beau said to his Son, once for
all, <italic>Pray,</italic> Jack, <italic>be a fine Gentleman</italic>, so may I, to my Reader,
abridge my Instructions, and finish the Art of Pleasing in a Word,
<italic>Be rich.</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph>T.</paragraph>

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