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pathy would attract me to the spot where my beloved was concealed....... Yet I was disappointed;......not the least trace of her was discoverable. At last,....after experiencing various hardships in my wild pursuit....destiny directed me to Corinth. The Sun was just setting........... Its closing radiance reminded me of those once bright, and, now departed, moments of virtuous delight....which had beamed on the existence of the happy Agathon. Fatigued with travelling.........and oppressed with hunger.....I threw myself beneath the shade of a lofty Cypress, which stood in the court of a magnificent Villa, on the sea shore.

yet I felt a conscious pride, that no disgraceful action of my life had.......

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deservedly.......exposed me to this oppressive calamity. * I addressed those divine Beings with whom my soul had long maintained communion........ and the idea that they had witnessed the innocency of my actions, calmed my perturbed

spirits........ I saw my Psyche.....lovely and innocent as a heavenly Seraph ----- safe between their polished wings.

“No,....I exclaimed,...Vice cannot “ always triumph........ nor can virtue “ always suffer............. On this stu“ pendous globe......... where spheres

and atoms move....equally obedient.... at the divine nod, it is impious to

“ not a soul to think......and limbs to “ act?.....I am a Greek........ What, if “ my country will not acknowledge “ me?......I am still a Man.....H will “ exert myself to fulfil the duties “ my existence imposes on me.”

These reflections restored me to myself. I now began to reflect, how I could best employ my talents, when I saw a middle-aged man advancing towards me.....I was instantly prepossessed with his air and mien....... I resolved to explain my situation, and crave his advice. I arose for the purpose.......but he anticipated my intention. “ Young stranger,”.....said he, in accents of the most soothing kindness, “......you appear fatigued......... Suffer “ me to intreat that you will ex‘ change the shelter of that tree, for “ the best accommodations of my “ house.” I thanked him cordially for his friendly offer of hospitality........and confessed.....with a frankness which discovered how little I knew the world.....that I was a forlorn being,

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about to have asked his protection at the very moment he so generously offered it. He told me he was delighted with the accident that conducted me to him, and begged I would follow him to the house. He appeared as much taken with me as I was with him.....but his prepossession was inexplicable.....I had been obliged to change my habit at Delphos for a very mean dress, and even that was considerably damaged by my travels.....so that my appearance augured unfavorably. The saloon we entered was spacious, and richly ornamented...I spoke extravagantly in praise of the busts and paintings,....the latter by the most celebrated masters.....and the former from the rival chissels of Phidias and Aleamenes. My host was astonished at the judgment which I displayed in enumerating their several beauties.....he could not conceive how a youth, whom he had found so meanly clad, beneath a tree in his court yard, should discover the style and judgment of a connoisseur. Supper was announced.....we were conducted to an apartment finely painted in water colours, by the most eminent pupils of the Parrhasian school. We supped alone, and every thing that presented itself bespoke the wealth and magnificence of my kind entertainer. My host continued to view me with uncommon attention,........ and perceiving that I noticed the singularity of his regards....told me.....that my air and features reminded him of a person he had formerly known. “Of this,”.....said he....“ you shall

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