text:  And easy was it to see that the wheel of the domestic plaustrum--wherein after the manner of that ancient Parthians I included all my family from the full beauty of my excellent wife to the sun-lighted hair of my prattling little Charles (the which reminds me of those beautiful lines which are contained in a translation of the _Iliad_ of Homer by Mr Hobbes descriptive of the young Astyanax in his mother Andromache's arm-- "And like a star upon her bosom lay His beautiful and shining golden head")-- It was easy I say to see that with such an additional number of passengers the domestic plaustrum would sink deeper and deeper in the miry ways of the world