Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
All paradise is open’d in a face,
how natural is the desire of going thither! and how difficult to quit
the lovely prospect!
And yet, however difficult this may be, my young readers, it is
absolutely necessary, and that immediately too: flatter not yourselves
that fire will not scorch as well as warm, and the longer we stay within
its reach the more we shall burn. The admiration of a beautiful woman,
though the wife of our dearest friend, may at first perhaps be innocent,
but let us not flatter ourselves it will always remain so; desire
is sure to succeed; and wishes, hopes, designs, with a long train of
mischiefs, tread close at our heels. In affairs of this kind we may most
properly apply the well-known remark of _nemo repente fuit turpissimus._
It fares, indeed, with us on this occasion as with the unwary traveller
in some parts of Arabia the desert, whom the treacherous sands
imperceptibly betray till he is overwhelmed and lost. In both cases the
only safety is by withdrawing our feet the very first moment we perceive
them sliding.
This digression may appear impertinent to some readers; we could not,
however, avoid the opportunity of offering the above hints; since of
all passions there is none against which we should so strongly fortify
ourselves as this, which is generally called love; for no other lays
before us, especially in the tumultuous days of youth, such sweet,
such strong and almost irresistible temptations; none hath produced in
private life such fatal and lamentable tragedies; and what is worst of
all, there is none to whose poison and infatuation the best of minds are
so liable. Ambition scarce ever produces any evil but when it reigns in
cruel and savage bosoms; and avarice seldom flourishes at all but in the
basest and poorest soil. Love, on the contrary, sprouts usually up in
the richest and noblest minds; but there, unless nicely watched, pruned,
and cultivated, and carefully kept clear of those vicious weeds
which are too apt to surround it, it branches forth into wildness and
disorder, produces nothing desirable, but choaks up and kills whatever
is good and noble in the mind where it so abounds. In short, to drop the
allegory, not only tenderness and good nature, but bravery, generosity,
and every virtue are often made the instruments of effecting the most
atrocious purposes of this all-subduing tyrant.
Chapter ii.
_Which will not appear, we presume, unnatural to all married readers._
If the table of poor Booth afforded but an indifferent repast to the
colonel’s hunger, here was most excellent entertainment of a much higher
kind. The colonel began now to wonder within himself at his not having
before discovered such incomparable beauty and excellence. This wonder
was indeed so natural that, lest it should arise likewise in the reader,
we thought proper to give the solution of it in the preceding chapter.
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