but the flame soon dies again & I am left stupified and astonish’d. O that I could live as others do in a regular succession of Employment, this wish I fear is not to be accomplish’d to me—Forgive this Dirge-like lamentation over a dead horse, & now I have lamented over the dead horse let me laugh & be merry with my friends till Christmas, for as Man liveth not by bread alone, I shall live altho’ I should want bread—nothing is necessary to me but to do my Duty & to rejoice in the exceeding joy that is always poured out on my Spirit, to pray that my friends & you above the rest may be made
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