BARROW AND NEWTON. NEWTON. I COME, Sir, before you with fear and trembling, at the thoughts of my examination tomorrow. If the masters are too hard upon me, I shall never take my degree. How I passed as bachelor I cannot tell it must surely have been by especial indulgence. BARROW. My dear Isaac do not be dispirited. The less intelligent of the examiners will break their beaks against the gravel, in trying to cure the indigestions and heart-burnings your plenteousness has given them: the more intelligent know your industry, your abilities, and your modesty: they would favour you, if there were need of favour; but you, without compliment, surpass them all. |