h, in due return, impart their store;
Which comfortably feeds the lab'ring poor.
Nor let the rich the lowest slave disdain:
He's equally a link of Nature's chain:
Labours to the same end, joins in one view;
And both alike the will divine pursue;
And, at the last, are levell'd, king and slave,
Without distinction, in the silent grave."

Wednesday morning.

My master sent me a message just now, that he was so much better, that
he would take a turn, after breakfast, in the chariot, and would have me
give him my company. I hope I shall know how to be humble, and comport
myself as I should do, under all these favours.

Mrs. Jewkes is one of the most obliging creatures in the world; and I
have such respects shewn me by every one, as if I was as great as Lady
Davers--But now, if this should all end in the sham-marriage!--It cannot
be, I hope. Yet the pride of greatness and ancestry, and such-like,
is so strongly set out in Lady Davers's letter, that I cannot flatter
myself to be so happy as all these desirable appearances make for me.
Should I be now deceived, I should be worse off than ever. But I shall
see what light this new honour will procure me!--So I'll get ready. But
I won't, I think, change my garb. Should I do it, it would look as if I
would be nearer on a level with him: and yet, should I not, it might be
thought a disgrace to him: but I will, I think, open the portmanteau,
and, for the first time since I came hither, put on my best silk
nightgown. But then that will be making myself a sort of right to the
clothes I had renounced; and I am not yet quite sure I shall have no
other crosses to encounter. So I will go as I am; for, though ordinary,
I am as clean as a penny, though I say it. So I'll e'en go as I am,
except he orders otherwise. Yet Mrs. Jewkes says, I ought to dress
as fine as I can.--But I say, I think not. As my master is up, and at
breakfast, I will venture down to ask him how he will have me be.

Well, he is kinder and kinder, and, thank God, purely recovered!--How
charmingly he looks, to what he did yesterday! Blessed be God for it!

He arose, and came to me, and took me by the hand, and would set me down
by him; and he said, My charming girl seemed going to speak. What would
you say?--Sir, said I, (a little ashamed,) I think it is too great an
honour to go into the chariot with you. No, my dear Pamela, said he; the
pleasure of your company will be greater t