Christian fiction; Conduct of life -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Mate selection -- Fiction
On perusing, however, the tete-a-tete which her absence occasioned,
methinks I hear some sprightly lady, fresh from the Royal Institution,
express her wonder why Eve should be banished by her husband from
Raphael's fine lecture on astronomy which follows; was not she as
capable as Adam of understanding all he said, of
Cycle and Epicycle, Orb on Orb?
If, however, the imaginary fair objector will take the trouble to read
to the end of the eighth book of this immortal work, it will raise in
her estimation both the poet and the heroine, when she contemplates the
just propriety of her being absent before Adam enters on the account of
the formation, beauty and attractions of his wife, and of his own love
and admiration. She will further observe, in her progress through this
divine poem, that the author is so far from making Eve a mere domestic
drudge, an unpolished housewife, that he pays an invariable attention
even to external elegance, in his whole delineation, ascribing grace to
her steps and dignity to her gesture. He uniformly keeps up the same
combination of intellectual worth and polished manners;
For softness she, and sweet attractive grace.
And her husband, so far from a churlish insensibility to her
perfections, politely calls her
Daughter of God and man, _accomplish'd_ Eve.
I will not, however, affirm that Adam, or even Milton, annexed to the
term _accomplished_ precisely the idea with which it is associated in
the mind of a true modern-bred lady.
It may be objected to the poet's gallantry that he remarks
How beauty is excell'd by manly grace,
And wisdom, which alone is truly fair;
let it be remembered that the observation proceeds from the lips of Eve
herself, and thus adds to her other graces, the crowning grace of
humility.
But it is high time that I should proceed from my criticism to myself.
The connexion, and of course the transition, will be found more natural
than may appear, till developed by my slight narrative.
CHAPTER II.
I am a young man, not quite four and twenty, of an ancient and
respectable family, and considerable estate in one of the northern
counties. Soon after I had completed my studies in the university of
Edinburgh, my father fell into a lingering illness. I attended him with
an assiduity which was richly rewarded by the lessons of wisdom, and the
example of piety, which I daily received from him. After languishing
about a year, I lost him, and in him the most affectionate father, the
most enlightened companion, and the most Christian friend.
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