Miscellaneous Pieces, in ProseBarbauld, Mrs. (Anna Letitia)
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Miscellaneous Pieces, in Prose
Barbauld, Mrs. (Anna Letitia)
English prose literature -- 18th century
Though there is, perhaps, less to plead for immuring beauty in a
cloister, and confining that part of the species who are formed to
shine in families and sweeten society, to the barren duties and austere
discipline of a monastic life; yet circumstances might occur, in which
they would, even to a woman, be a welcome refuge. A young female, whom
accident or war had deprived of her natural protectors, must, in an age
of barbarism, be peculiarly exposed and helpless. A convent offered her
an asylum where she might be safe, at least, if not happy; and add to
the consciousness of unviolated virtue the flattering dreams of angelic
purity and perfection. There were orders, as well amongst the women
as the men, instituted for charitable purposes, such as that of the
_Virgins of love_, or _Daughters of mercy_, founded in 1660, for the
relief of the sick poor; with others for instructing their children.
These must have been peculiarly suited to the softness and compassion
of the sex, and to this it is no doubt owing, that still, in catholic
countries, ladies of the highest rank often visit the hospitals and
houses of the poor; waiting on them with the most tender assiduity, and
performing such offices as our protestant ladies would be shocked at
the thoughts of. We should also consider, that most of the females who
now take the veil, are such as have no agreeable prospects in life. Why
should not these be allowed to quit a world which will never miss them?
It is easier to retire from the public, than to support its disregard.
The convent is to them a shelter from poverty and neglect. Their little
community grows dear to them. The equality which subsists among
these sisters of obscurity, the similarity of their fate, the peace,
the leisure they enjoy, give rise to the most endearing friendships.
Their innocence is shielded by the simplicity of their life from even
the idea of ill; and they are flattered by the notion of a voluntary
renunciation of pleasures, which, probably, had they continued in the
world, they would have had little share in.
After all that can be said, we have reason enough to rejoice that
the superstitions of former times are now fallen into disrepute.
What might be a palliative at one time, soon became a crying evil in
itself. When the fuller day of science began to dawn, the monkish
orders were willing to exclude its brightness, that the dim lamp might
still glimmer in their cell. Their growing vices have rendered them
justly odious to society, and they seem in a fair way of being for ever
abolished. But may we not still hope that the world was better than
it would have been without them; and that he, who knows to bring good
out of evil, has made them, in their day, subservient to some useful
purposes. The corruptions of christianity, which have been accumulating
for so many ages, seem to be now gradually clearing away, and some
future period may perhaps exhibit our religion in all its native
simplicity.
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