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moúr he had observed in Daphne, he one day told the latter that he had something to say to her he hoped she would be pleased with-“ 'Faith, Daphne," cuntinued he, “ I am in love with thee, and despise thy sister sincerely.” The manner of his declaring himself gave his mistress occasion for a very hearty laughter.“ Nay,” says he, “I knew you would laugh at me, but I will ask your father.” He did so : the father received his intelligence with no less joy than surprise, and was very glad lie had now no care left but for his Beauty, which he thought he could carry to market at his leisure. I do not know any thing that has pleased me so much a great while, as this conquest of my friend Daphne’s. All her acquaintance congratulated her upon her chance-medley, and laugh at that premeditating murderer her sister.
A LADY'S LIBRARY. No. 37.
Some months ago my friend sir Roger, being in the country, inclosed a letter to me, directed to a certain lady whom I shall here call by the name of Leonora, and, as it contained matters of consequence, desired me to deliver it to her with
Accordingly I waited upon her ladyship pretty early in the morning, and was desired by her woman to walk into her lady's library, till such time as she was in readiness to receive
The very sound of a lady's library, gave me a great curiosity to see it; and as it was some time before the lady came to me, I had an opportunity of turning over a great many of her books, which were ranged together in a very beautiful order. 'At the end of the
folios (which were finely boundmand gilt) were great jurs of china placed one above another in a very noble piece of architecture. The quartos were separated from the ortavos by a pile of smaller vessels, which rose in a delightful pyramid. The octavos were bounded by tea-dishes of all shapes, colours, and sizes, which were so disposed on a wooden frame, that they looked like one continued pillar indented with the finest strokes of sculpture, and stained with the greatest variety of dyes. That part of the library which was designed for the reception of plays and pamphlets, and other loose papers, was inclosed in a kind of square, consisting of one of the prettiest grotesque works that I ever saw, and made up of scaramouches, lions, monkeys, mandarini, trees, shells, and a thousand other odd figures in china ware. In the midst of the room was a little japan table, with a quire of gilt paper upon it, and on the paper a silver snuff-box made in the shape of a little book. I found there were several other counterfeit books upon the upper shelves, which were carved in in wood, and served only to fill up the numbers like fagots in the muster of a regiment. I was wonderfully pleased with such a mixt kind of furniture, as sccmed very suitable both to the lady and the scholar, and did not know at first whether I should fancy myself in a grotto, or in a library.
Upon my looking into the books, I found there were some fow which the lady had bought for her own zise, but that most of them had been got together, either because she had heard them praised, or because she had seen the authors of them. Among several that I examined, I very well remember these that follow.
The Grand Cyrus; with a pin stuck in one of the middle leaves.
of patches in it.
A Spelling Book.
Father Malebranche's Search after Truth, translated into English.
A book of Novels.
Tales in Verse, by Mr. Durfey: bound in red leather, gilt on the back, and doubled down in several places.
All the classic authors, in wood.
Clelia : which opened of itself in the place that describes two lovers in a bower.
A Prayer-Book; with a bottle of Hungary-water þy the side of it,
Dr. Sacheverell's Speech
I wis taking a catalogue in my pocket-book of these, and several other authors, when Leonora entered, anil, upon my presenting her with a letter from the knight, told me, with an unspeakable grace', that she hoped sir Roper was in good health. I answered Yes, for I hate long speeches, and after a bow or two retired.
Leonora was formerly a celebrated beauty, and in still a very lovely woman. She has been a widow for two or three years, and, beiny unfortunate in ber first marriage, bas taken a resolution never to venture upon a arcond. She has no children to take care of, and leaves the manayriment of bes estate to my good friend sir Roger. But as the mind naturally sinks into a kind of lethargy, and Gulls asleep, that is not asitated by fote favourite pleasures and pursuits, Leonora bas turned all the passion of her sex into a love of books and retireinent. She convef4e chially with in (*1* she has often said borradll), but it is only in their write inga; and admits of very few male visitants, except my friend air Roger, whom she hears with great pleasure and without scandal, A los trading has lain very much among romanes, it has given her a very particular tum of thinking, and discovers it? If even in hiris house, hier gardens, and her furniture, Sir Roger has entertaind me an hour to ther with a descript1011 of her country-seat, which is situated in a kind of wil. derness, about a hundred miles distant from London, and look like a little enchanted palace. The t.k*
about her are shaped into artificial grottos covered with woodbines and jessamines. The woods are cut into shady walks, twisted into bowers, and filled with cages of turtles. The springs are made to run among pebbles, and by that means taught to murmur very agreeably. They are likewise collected into a beautiful lake that is inhabited by a couple of swans, and empties itself by a little rivulet which runs through a green meadow, and is known in the family by the name of The Purling Stream. The knight likewise tells me that this lady preserves her game better than any of the gentlemen in the country, not (says sir Roger) that she sets so great a value upon her partridges and pheasants, as upon her larks and nightingales. For she says that every bird which is killed in her ground will spoil a concert, and that she shall certainly miss him the next year.
When I think how oddly this lady is improved by learning, I look upon her with a mixture of admiration and pity. Amidst these innocent entertainments which she has formed to herself, how much more valuable does she appear than those of her sex, who employ themselves in diversions which are less reasonable, though more in fashion ! What improvements would a woman have made, who is so susceptible of impressions from what she reads, had she been guided to such books as have a tendency to enlighten the understanding and rectify the passions, as well as to those which are of little more use than to divert the imagination !