Questions 4–6 refer to the passage below.

 O Vanity! how little is thy force acknowledged, or thy
 operations discerned! How wantonly dost thou deceive
 mankind under different disguises! Sometimes thou dost
Linewear the face of pity, sometimes of generosity: nay, thou
(5)hast the assurance even to put on those glorious
 ornaments which belong only to heroic virtue. Thou
 odious, deformed monster! whom priests have railed at,
 philosophers despised, and poets ridiculed: is there a
 wretch so abandoned as to own thee for an acquaintance
(10)in public? yet, how few will refuse to enjoy thee in
 private? nay, thou art the pursuit of most men through
 their lives. The greatest villainies are daily practised to
 please thee; nor is the meanest thief below, or the greatest
 hero above, thy notice. Thy embraces are often the sole
(15)aim and sole reward of the private robbery and the
 plundered province. It is to pamper up thee, thou harlot,
 that we attempt to withdraw from others what we do not
 want, or to withhold from them what they do. All our
 passions are thy slaves. Avarice itself is often no more
(20)than thy handmaid, and even Lust thy pimp. The bully
 Fear, like a coward, flies before thee, and Joy and Grief
 hide their heads in thy presence.
 I know thou wilt think that, whilst I abuse thee, I court
 thee, and that thy love hath inspired me to write this
(25)sarcastical panegyric on thee; but thou art deceived: I
 value thee not of a farthing; nor will it give me any pain if
 thou shouldst prevail on the reader to censure this
 digression as arrant nonsense; for know, to thy confusion,
 that I have introduced thee for no other purpose
(30)than to lengthen out a short chapter; and so I return to
 my history.
 (1742)