enterthedoorofatavern，Iexperienceanoblivionofcare，andafreedomfromsolicitude：whenIamseated，Ifindthemastercourteous，andtheservantsobsequioustomycall；anxioustoknowandreadytosupplymywants：winethereexhilaratesmyspirits，andpromptsmetofreeconversationandaninterchangeofdiscoursewiththosewhomImostlove：Idogmatiseandamcontradicted，andinthisconflictofopinionsandsentimentsIfinddelight。“’——
BOSWELL。
Intheafternoon，asweweredrivenrapidlyalonginthepost-
chaise，hesaidtome’Lifehasnotmanythingsbetterthanthis。’
WestoppedatStratford-upon-Avon，anddrankteaandcoffee；anditpleasedmetobewithhimupontheclassickgroundofShakspeare’snativeplace。