Autobiographical fiction; Bildungsromans; England -- Fiction; Feminist fiction; Love stories; Sex role -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
you the only object that she beholds in creation--might not
another engagement suit her equally well, or better--is her
whole soul absorbed but by one sentiment, that of fervent
love for you--is her future usefulness, as well as peace, at
stake--does she understand your high qualities better than
myself--will she emulate them more?--Does the engagement
promise a favourable issue, or does it threaten to wear
away the best period of life in protracted and uncertain
feeling--_the most pernicious, and destructive, of all state
of mind?_ Remember, also, that the summer of life will
quickly fade; and that he who has reached the summit of the
hill, has no time to lose--if he seize not the present
moment, age is approaching, and life melting fast away.--I
quit this, to state my second hypothesis--
'That you esteem and respect me, but that your heart has
hitherto refused the sympathies I have sought to awaken
in it. If this be the case, it remains to search for the
reason; and, I own, I am at a loss to find it, either in
moral, or physical, causes. Our principles are in unison,
our tastes and habits not dissimilar, our knowledge of, and
confidence in, each other's virtues is reciprocal, tried,
and established--our ages, personal accomplishments, and
mental acquirements do not materially differ. From such an
union, I conceive, mutual advantages would result. I have
found myself distinguished, esteemed, beloved by, others,
where I have not sought for this distinction. How, then, can
I believe it compatible with the nature of mind, that so
many strong efforts, and reiterated impressions, can have
produced no effect upon yours? Is your heart constituted
differently from every other human heart?--I have lately
observed an inequality in your behaviour, that has whispered
something flattering to my heart. Examine yourself--Have you
felt no peculiar interest in what concerns me--would the
idea of our separation affect you with no more than a slight
and common emotion?--One more question propose to yourself,
as a test--Could you see me form a new, and more fortunate,
attachment, with indifference? If you cannot, without
hesitation, answer these questions, I have still a powerful
pleader in your bosom, though unconscious of it yourself,
that will, ultimately, prevail. If I have, yet, failed of
producing an unequivocal effect, it must arise from having
mistaken the _means_ proper to produce the desired _end_.
My own sensibility, and my imperfect knowledge of your
character may, here, have combined to mislead me. The first,
by its suffocating and depressing powers, clouding my
vivacity, incapacitating me from appearing to you with
my natural advantages--these effects would diminish as
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