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Our conversation lasted some time, .......and I observed.......with the most pure delight........a similarity of taste and sentiment, which almost imperceptibly gave a cordial familiarity to our meeting.

We appeared to have loved each other for many happy years............................. I fancied.........Oh, delicious remembrance!.....that, by a kind of intuitive knowledge, I could anticipate all she was about to say... Yet I was simply the echo of the divine Psyche; .....for, while I enthusiastically uttered all my high-wrought feelings........... I could perceive they were a mere confirmation of her opinions.........or rather an embryo long concealed within my bosom, which wanted the warm........cheering.......influence of a more cultivated spirit to unfold its simplicity,......and transplant it in a more genial climate.

Time flew on rapid wings, while we were.....thus.....mutually happy.... and approaching dawn summoned us to retire.

This tete-a-tete furnished me with abundant subject for my moralising hours.....Among other things....I was particularly struck with the extraordinary singularity of our fate, in depriving us both of the knowledge of our parents.

All Psyche could tell of her birth was........that she had been nursed by an old woman at Corinth, under whose care she remained till six years old.......that she was then carried off by a banditti, who sold her to the Priestess of Delphos.......that she was furnished with masters to give her every accomplishment..........and was afterwards appointed favorite reader to the Priestess.

I was much pained at this last cir

cumstance;.....it seemed a deadly blow to all my hopes....Still my love for the sweet Psyche banished all distant evils .....I was heedless of consequences....... and madly nourished my passion with all the confidence of thoughtless youth.

To adore Psyche.......to see her...... to hear her.....to gaze on her rosy lips, while with innocent simplicity their virgin beauties breathed the very soul of love.......to look on her mild blue eyes, when maiden diffidence half dropped the long-fringed curtain of her silken lashes, over the languishing confession of their silent eloquence..........to almost feel the glow upon her cheek, warm from her con scious heart, and excelling the rich blushes of the damask rose.........In a word.......to find perfection mine...... was the only happiness to which I aspired......or of which I could form the least conception.

My expressions were warm.....passionate......tender.....but so unlike the usual language of love, that I feared I expressed nothing.

An ordinary lover is agitated by his own wild desires......My perturbation sprang from the superior merits of my mistress;......and with her......perhaps...........my timidity pleaded with

success.

When we were compelled to part, I ventured......trembling all over.....to take her lily hand....The tremor proved contagious.........I could scarcely hold the soft,...palpitating...treasure, within my grasp.......We gazed at each other fondly......At length, being a little reassured......I said.........

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Psyche.... Will you bless my ten"der wishes, by granting me an in"terview to-morrow night?"

I spoke with difficulty......and con

cluded by bursting into a flood of

tears.

I felt something like a slight returning pressure of her hand......the emotion flew to my heart........My whole frame tottered.......I could scarce support myself.

"Good night......Agathon!".....she answered with a sigh....." At the same "hour to-morrow night you will find Psyche here."

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She looked at me......the glance was momentary........her eyes instantly fell to the ground.......and she left me.

These interviews were repeated every night.........as we had no other opportunity of seeing each other.....and our mutual passion..........which we called friendship.......increased every hour. Psyche.....like myself.....had in vain sought a confidante...We now thought we had each obtained the friend we so long wished for.......and our reci

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