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She then puts on men's clothes! which, in- / brage at such little fancies of her husband, but he deed, she generally wore as most handy; and always certain that he would return." they have another walk, in the course of which Our hero returns to the castle quite en. she tells him her story. She was nobly born. chanted with this paragon of women--and But

his rising flame is fed by the conversation "From my earliest youth, the kitchen, the store. which takes place with regard 10 her. After room, the granaries, the field, were my selected amusing themselves with each telling confielement ! Cleanliness and order in ihe house dentially their pretty love adventures, the seemed, even while I was playing in it to be my accomplished Lothario holds forth in this gave pleasure to my father; and he by degrees al edifying and decided manner. Iorded it the most suitable employment. When we "It is true,' observed Lothario, there can were by ourselves, when walking through the fields, scarcely any feeling in the world be more agreeawhen I was helping to examine his accounts. I ble, than when the heart, after a pause of indiffercould perceive what happiness he was enjoying.'" ence, again opens to love for some new object. Yet

Her mother took great delight in a private I would for ever have renounced that happiness, theatre—“But I,” she observed, “very seldom What a heaven had I figured for myself beside staid among the audience; however, I always Theresa ! Not the heaven of an enthusiastic bliss ; snuffed their candles, and prepared the supper, but of a sure life on earth : order in prosperity, -and put the wardrobe in order.” After her courage in adversity, care for the smallest, and a father's death, her mother wastes the property, spirit capable of comprehending and managing the and she goes as a kind of steward or manager greatest. You may well forgive me.' added he, into the family of a neighbouring lady, whom and turned 10 Wilhelm with a smile, that I for:

sook Aurelia for Theresa : with the one I could "she faithfully assisted in struggling with her expect a calm and cheerful life, with the other not steward and domestics."

a happy hour.' 'I will confess,' said Wilhelm, ""I am neither of a niggardly nor grudging heart against you; that I proposed to censure with

that in coming hither, I had no small anger in my temper; but we women are accustomed tio insisi, severity your conduct 10 Aurelia." It was really wasted. Embezzlement of all sorts is intolerable censurable,' said Lothario: “I should not have ex. to us. Here I was in my element once more.'”

changed my friendship for her with the sentiment

of love; I should not, in place of the respect which This is enough, we suppose, for the char- she deserved, have intruded an attachment she was acter of Theresa. But the accomplished Lo- neither calculated to excite nor maintain. Alas! thario falls in love with this angel, and here she was not lovely when she loved the greatest misery

can befall a woman.' are the grounds on which he justifies his preference.

And in this cavalier manner is the subject

that Felix is "What is the highest happiness of mortals, if dismissed. He denies, however, not to execute what we consider right and good ; his child, or Aurelia's either; and avers that 10 he really masters of the means conducive to our he was brought to her by the old woman aims? And where should or can our first and Barbara, by whom the boy was generally nearest aims be but within the house? All those

attended. On this hint Wilhelm Hies back indispensable, and still to be renewed supplies, to the town, finds out Barbara, in whom he where do we expect, do we require to find them, if it is not in the place where we arise and where at length recognises the attendant of his first we go to sleep, where kitchen and cellar, and every love, Mariana, and learns from her that the species of accommodation for ourselves and ours is boy Felix is the offspring of their early conto be always ready? What unvarying activity is nexion, and that the unhappy mother died in needed to conduct this constantly recurring series in unbroken living order! It is when a woman has consequence of his desertion, not only heartattained this inward mastery, that she truly makes broken but innocent! He is long incredulous, the husband whom she loves a master : her atten- and appoints the ancient crone to come to him Lion will acquire all sorts of knowledge for her; her again at night, and abide all his interrogaactivity will turn them all to profit. Thus is she de. tions.—The scene which follows, we think, is pendent upon no one ; and she procures her husband very powerfully executed, and is the only part genuine independence, that which is interior and almost of the book which produces any thing domestic : whatever he possesses he, beholds se- of a pathetic effect. cured; what he earns, well employed.'" &c. They are engaged accordingly to be mar- the half-open door, and Barbara came in with a

“Midnight was past, when something rustled at ried; but the match is broken off by an un, livle basket. 'I am 10 tell you the story of our lucky discovery, that this gay Lothario had woes,' said she ; and I must believe that you will formerly had a love affair with Theresa's sit unmoved at the recital; that you are waiting for mother, when she was travelling abroad under me but to satisfy your curiosity; that you will now, a feigned name! We are rather surprised,

as you did formerly, retire within your cold selfishwe confess, at the notable fair one's delicacy, here! Thus, on that happy evening, did I bring you

ness, while our hearts are breaking. But look you in considering this as a bar to their union—for the bottle of champagne! thus did I place the three hier notions on the subject of conjugal fidelity glasses on the table ! and as you then began, with must be owned to be sufficiently liberal, soft nursery sales, to cozen us and lull us asleep, having intimated, in reference to her lover's so will I now with stern truths instruct you and subsequent intrigues with Aurelia and others,

keep you waking.'

"'Wilhelm knew not what to say, when the crone that

in fact let go the cork, and filled three glasses to “Even if he had been her husband, she would the brim. Drink!' cried she, having emptied at have had sufficient spirit to endure a matter of this a draught her foaming glass. "Drink, ere the spirit kind, if it had not troubled her domestic order: at of it pass! This third glass shall froih away un least she often used to say, that a wise, who pro- tasted, to the memory of my unhappy Mariana ! perly conducted her economy, should take no um. How red were her lips, when she then drank your

his eyes.

health! Ah! and now for ever pale and cold!' of books, a multitude of rolls had been inserted. * Sibyl! Fury!' Wilhelm cried, springing up, and Nobody was in the hall. The rising sun shone striking the table with his fist.' Softly, Mein through the window, right on Wilhelm, and kindly Herr !' replied the crone; 'you shall not rutfle saluted him as he came in. mne. Your debts to us are deep and dark: the "• Be seated!' cried a voice, which seemed to railing of a debror does not anger one. But you issue from the altar. Wilhelm placed himself in a are right : the simplest narrative will punish you small arm-chair, which stood against the tapestry sufficiently. Hear, then, the struggle and the vic. where he had entered. There was no seal but this tory of Mariana striving to continue yours.'' in the room; Wilhelm was obliged to take it,

She then tells a long story, explaining away though the morning radiance dazzled him; the the indications of perfidy, on the strength of chair stood fast, he could only keep his hand before which he had quitted her; and the scene

• But now the curtain, which bung down above ends in this very dramatic and truly touching the altar, went asunder with a gentle rustling; and · manner.

showed, within a picture frame, a dark emply arer. “"Good, dear Barbara !' cried Wilhelm, spring. ture. A man stepi torward at it, in a common dress; ing up, and seizing the old woman by the hand, saluted the astonished looker-on, and said to him : we have had enough of mummery and prepara

Do you not recognise me?'" tion! Thy indifferent, thy calm, contenied ione

We have not room, however, for the detail betrays thee. Give me back, my Mariana! She of all this mummery. A succession of figures, is living! she is near at hand! Not in vain.didst known and unknown, present themselves ;in vain hast thou prepared me by thy most delicious among others, the ghost of Hamlet. At last, narrative. Where is she? where hast thou hid after a pause, her? I believe all, I will promise to believe all. Thy object is attained. Where hast thou hid her ?

“The Abbé came to view, and placed himself Let me light thee with this candle,-let me once

behind the green table. • Come hither!' cried he more see her fair and kindly face!'

to his marvelling friend. He went, and mounted “ He had pulled old Barbara from her chair: she up the steps. On the green cloth lay a little roll. stared at him ; tears started to her eyes; wild pangs to heart; it is of weighty' import.' Wilhelm lifted,

Here is your Indenture,' said the Abbé; “take it of grief took hold of her. What luckless error,' cried she, leaves you still a moment's hope? Yes, opened it, and read: I have hidden her-but beneath the ground! nei

“INDENTURE.ther the light of the sun nor any social taper shall again illuminate her kindly face. Take the boy sion transient.' To act is easy, to think is hard ; to

Art is long, life short, judgment difficult, occa. Felix to her grave, and say to him : “ There lies thy mother, whom thy father doomed unheard.'

act according to our thought is troublesome. Every The heart of Mariana beats no longer with impa. beginning is cheerful; the threshold is the place of tience to behold you. Not in a neighbouring pressions guide him ; he learns sportfully, seriouschamber is she waiting the conclusion of my narrarive, or fable; the dark chamber has received her, with us ; what should be imitated is not easy to

ness comes on him by surprise. Imitation is born to which no bridegroom follows, from which none discover. The excellent is rarely found, more comes to meet a lover.' She cast herself upon the rarely valued. The height charms us, the steps to foor beside a chair, and wept bitterly."

it do not; with the summit in our eye, we love 10 She then shows him some of the poor girl's walk along the plain. It is but a part of art that letters, which he had refused to receive, and can be taught; the artist needs it all. Who knows another which she had addressed to him on it half, speaks much and is always wrong ; who her deathbed. One of the former is as follows. knows it wholly, inclines to act, and speaks seldom

or late. The former bave no secrets and no force; " Thou regardest me as guilty—and so I am ; the instruction they can give is like baked bread, but not as thou thinkest. Come 10 me!. It in savoury and satisfying for a single day; but flour solves the safety of a soul, it involves a life, two cannot be sown, and seed-corn ought not to be lives, one of which must ever be dear 10 thee. ground. Words are good, but they are not the best. This, too, thy suspicion will discredit; yet I will The best is not to be explained by words. The speak it in the hour of death : the child which ! spirit in which we act is the highest matter. Action carry underneath my heart, is thine. Since I can be understood and again represented by the began to love thee, no other man has even pressed spirit alone. No one knows what he is doing, while my hand: 0 that thy love, that ihy uprightness, he acts rightly ; but of what is wrong we are always had been the companions of my youih!'

conscious. Whoever works with symbols only, is After this he sends the boy and Mignon to a pedant, a hypocrite, or a bungler. There are his new love, Theresa, and goes back himself many such, and they like to be together. Their to Lothario, by whom, and his energetic ocrity vexes even the best. The instruction, which

babbling detains the scholar; their obstinate medi. friends, the touching tale he had to tell " is the true arrist gives us, opens up the mind; for treated with indifference and levity.” And where words fail him, deeds speak. The true now comes the mystery of mysteries. After scholar learns from the known to unfold the un. a great deal of oracular talk, he is ordered, known, and approaches more and more to being a one morning at sunrise, to proceed to a part of the castle to which he had never before ime. Now, look round you among these cases.'

Enough!' cried the Abbé; 'the rest in due found access; and when he gets to the end of " Wilhelm went and read the titles of the rolls. a dark hot passage, he hears a voice call“ En- With astonishment, he found Lothario's Apprenticeter !" and he lifts a tapestry and enters ! ship, Jarno's Apprenticeship, and his own Appren.

Tlie hall, in which he now stood, appeared 10 ticeship placed there, with many others whose have at one time heen a chapel; instead of the altar names he did not know.. - May I hope to cast a he observed a large table raised some steps above look into these rolls ? "In this chamber, there is the floor, and covered with a green cloth hanging now nothing, bid from you.' May I put a ques

tion?' *Ask not,' said the Abbé. Hail to ihee, over it. On the top of this, a drawn curiain seemed as if it hid a picture; on the sides were spaces beau- young man! Thy apprenticeship is done ; Nature tifully worked, and covered in with fine wire net

has pronounced i hee free.' ting, like the shelves of a library ; only here, instead When he afterwards inspects this roll, he

masier.

finds "his whole life delineated with large, the elective affinities prevail. Theresa begins sharp strokes, and a number of bland and to cool to her new love ; and, on condition of general reflections !!! We doubt whether Natalia undertaking to comfort Wilhelm, conihere is any such nonsense as this, any sents to go back to her engagements with Lowhere else in the universe.

thario—and the two couples, and some more, After this illumination, the first step he are happily united. lakes, with the assent of these oracular sages, This is the ultimate catastrophe—though is to propose for Theresa, in a long letter. they who seek it in the book will not get at it But while waiting for her answer, he is sent quite so easily—there being an infinite varie. by Lothario to visit his sister, to whose care, ty of other events intermingled or premised. it appears, poor Mignon had been transferred There is the death of poor Mignon--and her by Theresa. This sister he takes, of course, musical obsequies in ihe Hall of the Pastfor the Countess from whom he had parted the arrival of an Italian Marchese, who turns 80 strangely in the castle, and is a little em out to be her uncle, and recognises his brother barrassed at the thought of meeting her. But in the old crazy harper, of whom, though he he discovers on the road that there is another has borne us company all along, we have not sister; and that she is the very healing an- had time to take notice—the return of Philigel who had given him the great coat when na along with a merry cadet of Lothario’s wounded in the forest, and had haunted his house, as sprightly and indecorous as everfancy ever since.

the saving of Felix from poisoning, by his He entered the house ; he found himself in the drinking out of the bottle instead of the glass most earnest, and, as he almost felt, the holiest -and the coming in of the Count, whom place, which he had ever trod. A pendent dazzling Wilhelm had driven into dotage and piety by lustre threw its light upon a broad and softly rising wearing his clothes—and the fair Countess, stair, which lay before him, and which parted into who is now discovered to have suffered for two divisions at a turn above. Marble statues and busts were standing upon pedestals, and arranged in years from her momentary lapse in the castle niches; some of them seemed known to him. The —the picture of her husband having, by a impressions of our childhood abide with us, even most apt retribution, been pressed so hard to in their minutest traces. He recognised a Muse her breast in that stolen embrace, as to give which had formerly belonged to his grandfather." pain at the time, and to afflict her with fears

He finds poor Mignon in a wretched state of cancer for very long after! Besides all of health—and ascertains that it is a secret this

, there are the sayings of a very decided passion for him that is preying on her deli- and infalli gentleman called arnaand cate form. In the mean time, and just as his his final and not very intelligible admission, romantic love for Natalia (his fair hostess) that all which our hero had seen in the hall has resumed its full sway, she delivers him of the castle was " but the relics of a youthful Theresa's letter of acceptance-very kind and undertaking, in which the greater part of the confiding, but warning him not to lay out any initiated were once in deep earnest, though of his money, till she can assist and direct him all of them now viewed it with a smile." about the investment. This letter perplex- Many of the passages to which we have es him a little, and he replies, with a bad now alluded are executed with great talent; grace, to the warm congratulations of Natalia and we are very sensible are better worth ex-when, just at this moment Lothario's friend tracting than many of those we have cited. steps in most opportunely to inform them, But it is too late now to change our selections that Theresa had been discovered not to be -and we can still less afford to add to them. the daughter of her reputed mother !—and On the whole, we close the book with some that the bar to her union with Lothario was feelings of mollification towards its faults, therefore at an end. Wilhelm affects great and a disposition to abate, if possible, some magnanimity in resigning her to his prior part of the censure we were impelled to beclaims—but is puzzled by the warmth of her stow on it at the beginning. It improves cer. late acceptance—and still more, when a still tainly as it advances—and though nowhere more ardent letter arrives, in which she sticks probable, or conversant indeed either with to her last choice, and assures him that “her natural or conceivable characters, the inventdream of living with Lothario has wandered ive powers of the author seem to strengthen far away from her soul;" and the matter by exercise, and come gradually to be less seems finally settled, when she comes post-frequently employed on childish or revolting haste in her own person, flies into his arms, subjects.' While we hold out the work thereand exclaims, "My friend—my love-my fore as a curious and striking instance of that husband! Yes, for ever thine ! amidst the diversity of national tastes, which makes a warmest kisses”—and he responds, "O my writer idolized in one part of polished Europe, Theresa !"_and kisses in return. In spite who could not be tolerated in another, we of all this, however, Lothario and his friends would be understood as holding it out as an come to urge his suit; and, with the true Ger- object rather of wonder than of contempt; man taste for impossibilities and protracted and though the greater part certainly could agonies, the whole party is represented as not be endured, and indeed could not have living together quite quietly and harmonious- been written in England, there are many pasly for several weeks-none of the parties sages of which any country might reasonably pressing for a final determination, and all of be proud, and which demonstrate, that if taste ihem occupied, in the interval, with a variety be local and variable, genius is permanent and of tasks, duties, and dissertations. At last universal.

(October, 1804.) The Correspondence of SAMUEL RICHARDSON, Author of Pamela, Clarissa, and Sir Charles

Grandison ; selected from the original Manuscripts bequeathed to his Fumily. To which are prefixed, a Biographical account of that Author, and Observations on his Writings. By Anna LETITIA BARBAULD. 6 vols. 8vo. Phillips, London: 1804.

The public has great reason to be satisfied, and of his sitting down, after his adventures we think, with Mrs. Barbauld's share in this are concluded, to give a particular account of publication. She has contributed a very well them to the public. written Introduction; and she has suppressed There is something rather childish, we about twice as many letters as are now pre- think, in all this investigation; and the prob sented to our consideration. Favourably as lem of comparative probability seems to be we are disposed to think of all for which stated purely for the pleasure of the solution. she is directly responsible, the perusal of the No reader was ever disturbed, in the middle whole six volumes has fully convinced us of an interesting story, by any scruple about that we are even more indebted to her for the means or the inducements which the nar. bearance than to her bounty.

rator may be presumed to have had for tellThe fair biographer unquestionably posses- ing it. While he is engaged with the story, ses very considerable talents, and exercises such an inquiry never suggests itself; and her powers of writing with singular judgment when it is suggested, he recollects that the and propriety. Many of her observations are whole is a fiction, invented by the author for acute and striking, and several of them very his amusement, and that the best way of fine and delicate. Yet this is not, perhaps, com

ommunicating it must be that by which he the general character of her genius; and it is most interested and least fatigued. To us must be acknowledged, that she has a tone it appears very obvious, that the first of the and manner which is something formal and three modes, or the author's own narrative, is heavy; that she occasionally delivers trite and by far the most eligible; and for this plain obvious truths with the pomp and solemnity reason, that it lays him under much less reof important discoveries, and sometimes at- straint than either of the other two. He can tempts to exalt and magnify her subject by introduce a letter or a story whenever he a very clumsy kind of declamation. With finds it convenient, and can make use of the all those defects, however, we think the life ramatic or conversation style as often as and observations have so much substantial the subject requires it. In epistolary writing merit, that most readers will agree with us there must be a great deal of repetition and in thinking that they are worth much more egotism; and we must submit, as on the than all the rest of the publication.

stage, to the intolerable burden of an insipid She sets off indeed with a sort of formal confilant, with whose admiration of the hero's dissertation upon novels and romances in epistles the reader may not always be disgeneral; and, after obligingly recapitulating posed to sympathize. There is one species the whole history of this branch of literature, of novel indeed (but only one), to which the from the Theagenes and Chariclea of Helio- epistolary style is peculiarly adapteil ; that is, dorus to the Gil Blas and Nouvelle Heloise the novel, in which the whole interest deof modern times, she proceeds to distinguish pends, not upon the adventures, but on the these performances into three several classes, characters of the persons represented, and in according to the mode and form of narration which the story is of very subordinate imadopted by the author. The first, she is portance, and only serves as an occasion 10 pleased to inform us, is the narrative or epic draw forth the sentiments and feelings of the form, in which the whole story is put into the agents. The Heloise of Rousseau may le mouth of the author, who is supposed, like considered as the model of this species of the Muse, to know every thing, and is not writing; and Mrs. Barbauld certainly overobliged to give any account of the sources of looked this obvious distinction, when she as. his information; the second is that in which serted that the author of that extraordinary the hero relates his own adventures, and the work is to be reckoned among the imitators of third is that of epistolary correspondence, Richardson. In the Heloise, there is scarcely where all the agents in the drama successive- any narrative at all; and the interest may be ly narrate the incidents in which they are said to consist altogether in the eloquent ex principally concerned. It was with Richard- pression of fine sentiments and exalted passon, Mrs. Barbauld then informs us, that this sion. All Richardson's novels, on the other last mode of novel writing originated ; and hand, are substantially narrative; and the she enters into a critical examination of its ad- letters of most of his characters contain little vantages and disadvantages, and of the com- more than a minute journal of the conversa. parative probability of a person dispatching a tions and transactions in which they were narrative of every interesting incident or con- successively engaged. The style of Richard versation in his life to his friends by the post, son might be perfectly copied, though the

epistolary form. were to be dropped; but no society, than in reading to these girls in, it may be, imitation of the Heloise could be recognised, a little back shop; or a mantua-maker's parlour if it were not in the shape of letters.

with a brick floor."-p. xl. xli. After finishing her discourse upon Novels, During his apprenticeship, he distinguished Mrs. Barbauld proceeds to lay before her himself only by exemplary diligence and readers some account of the life and perform- fidelity; though he informs us, that he even ances of Richardson. The biography is very then enjoyed the correspondence of a gentlescanty, and contains nothing that can be man, of great accomplishments, from whose thought very interesting. He was the son of patronage, if he had lived, he entertained the a joiner in Derbyshire; but always avoided highest expectations. The rest of his worldly mentioning the town in which he was born. history seems to have been pretty nearly that He was intended at first for the church; but of Hogarth’s virtuous apprentice. He married his father, finding that the expense of his his master's daughter, and succeeded to his education would be too heavy, at last bound business; extended his wealth and credit by him apprentice to a printer. He never was sobriety, punctuality, and integrity ; bought a acquainted with any language but his own. residence in the country; and, though he did From his childhood, he was remarkable for not attain to the supreme dignity of Lord invention, and was famous among his school, Mayor of London, arrived in due time at the fellows for amusing them with tales and respectable situation of Master of the Worstories which he composed extempore, and shipful Company of Stationers. In this course nsually rendered, even at that early age, the of obscure prosperity, he appears to have vehicle of some useful moral. He was con continued till he had passed his fiftieth year, stitutionally shy and bashful; and instead of without giving any intimation of his future mixing with his companions in noisy sports celebrity, and even without appearing to be and exercises, he used to read and converse conscious that he was differently gifted from with the sedate part of the other sex, or assist the other flourishing traders of the metropolis. them in the composition of their love-letters. He says of himself, we observe, in one of The following passage, extracted by Mrs. these letters—"My business, till within these Barbauld from one of the suppressed 'letters, few years, filled all my time. I had no is more curious and interesting, we think, leisure ; nor, being unable to write by a reguthan any thing in those that are published. lar plan, knew I that I had so much invention, “As a bashful and not forward boy, I was an

till I almost accidentally slid into the writing early favourite with all the young wonen of taste of Pamela. And besides, little did I imagine and reading in the neighbourhood. Half a dozen that any thing I could write would be so of them, when met to work with their needles, kindly received by the world.” Of the origin used, when they got a book they liked, and thought and progress of this first work he has himself I should, to borrow me to read to them; their left the following authentic account. mothers sometimes with them; and both mothers and daughters used to be pleased with the observa. “Two booksellers, my particular friends, entions they put me upon making.

treated me to write for them a little volume of “I was not more than thirteen, when three of letters, in a common style, on such subjects as these young women, unknown to each other, having might be of use to those country readers who were an high opinion of my taciturnity, revealed to me unable to indite for themselves. Will it be any their love-secrets in order to induce me to give them harm, said I, in a piece you want to be writien so copies to write aster, or correct, for answers to their low, if we should instruct them how they should lovers' letters; nor did any of them ever know that ihink and act in common cases, as well as indite ? I was the secretary to the others. I have been di. They were the more urgent with me to begin the rected to chide, and even to repulse, when an little volume for this hint. I set about it; and, in offence was either taken or given, at the very time the progress of it, writing two or three letters to that the heart of the chider or repulser was open instruct handsome girls, who were obliged to go before me, overflowing with esteem and affeciion; out to service, as we phrase it, how to avoid the and the fair repulser, dreading to be taken at her snares that might be laid against their virtue; the word, directing this word, or that expression, to be above story recurred to my thought: and hence softened or changed. One highly gratified with sprung Pamela."--Introd. p. liii. her lover's fervour and vows of everlasting love, has said, when I have asked her direction-I can- This publication, we are told, which inade not tell you what to write; but (her heart on her its first appearance in 1740, was received with lips) you cannot write too kindly. All her fear a burst of applause. Dr. Sherlock recomwas only that she should incur slight for her kind. mended it from the pulpit. Mr. Pope said it ness."'--Vol. i. Introduction, p. xxxix. xl.

would do more good than volumes of sermons; We add Mrs. Barbauld's observation on and another literary oracle declared, that if this passage, for the truth of the sentiment it all other books were to be burnt, Pamela and contains, though more inelegantly written the Bible should be preserved! Its success than any other sentence in her performance. was not less brilliant in the world of fashion. " Human nature is human nature in every class;

“Even at Ranelagh,” Mrs. Barbauld assures the hopes and the fears, the perplexities and the us, “it was usual for the ladies to hold up the struggles, of these low-bred girls in probably an volumes to one another, to show they had got obscure village, supplied the future author with the book that every one was talking of.” Anil, those ideas which, by their gradual development, what will appear still more extraordinary, one produced the characters of a Clarissa and a Clementina ; nor was he probably happier, or annused gentleman declares, that he will give it to his in a more lively manner, when sitting in his grotto, son as soon as he can read, that he may have with a circle of the best informed women in Eng: an early impression of virtue.--After faithfully land about him, who in after times courted his reciting these and other testimonies of the

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