Produced by Curtis A. Weyant and The Online Distributed Proofreading Team Love-Letters Between a Nobleman and His Sister by Aphra Behn The Argument In the time of the rebellion of the true Protestant _Huguenot_ in _Paris_, under the conduct of the Prince of _Condé_ (whom we will call _Cesario_) many illustrious persons were drawn into the association, amongst which there was one, whose quality and fortune (joined with his youth and beauty) rendered him more elevated in the esteem of the gay part of the world than most of that age. In his tender years (unhappily enough) he chanced to fall in love with a lady, whom we will call _Myrtilla_, who had charms enough to engage any heart; she had all the advantages of youth and nature; a shape excellent; a most agreeable stature, not too tall, and far from low, delicately proportioned; her face a little inclined round, soft, smooth and white; her eyes were blue, a little languishing, and full of love and wit; a mouth curiously made, dimpled, and full of sweetness; lips round, soft, plump and red; white teeth, firm and even; her nose a little _Roman_, and which gave a noble grace to her lovely face, her hair light brown; a neck and bosom delicately turned, white and rising; her arms and hands exactly shaped; to this a vivacity of youth engaging; a wit quick and flowing; a humour gay, and an air irresistibly charming; and nothing was wanting to complete the joys of the young _Philander_, (so we call our amorous hero) but _Myrtilla_’. heart, which the illustrious _Cesario_ had before possessed; however, consulting her honour and her interest, and knowing all the arts as women do to feign a tenderness; she yields to marry him: while _Philander_, who scorned to owe his happiness to the commands of parents, or to chaffer for a beauty, with her consent steals her away, and marries her. But see how transitory is a violent passion; after being satiated, he slights the prize he had so dearly conquered; some say, the change was occasioned by her too visibly continued love to _Cesario_; but whatever it was, this was most certain, _Philander_ cast his eyes upon a young maid, sister to _Myrtilla_, a beauty, whose early bloom promised wonders when come to perfection; but I will spare her picture here, _Philander_ in the following epistles will often enough present it to your view: He loved and languished, long before he durst discover his pain; her being sister to his wife, nobly born, and of undoubted fame, rendered his passion too criminal to hope for a return, while the young lovely _Sylvia_ (so we shall call the noble maid) sighed out her hours in the same pain and languishment for _Philander_, and knew not that it was love, till she betraying it innocently to the overjoyed lover and brother, he soon taught her to understand it was love--he pursues it, she permits it, and at last yields, when being discovered in the criminal intrigue, she flies with