Modern literature: a novel, Volume 2 (of 3)Bisset, Robert
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Modern literature: a novel, Volume 2 (of 3)
Bisset, Robert
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction
delight the Mazes of Marvels, and see sentiment triumphant, and bless
the happy night when they first met at Mary-le-bone burying ground, and
crossed into the fields between the Jews-harp and old Mother Red-cap’s.”
“Now for the moral. It is in the last sentence, sir; that is the right
place you know, sir, for the _moral_.” “So your sister novelists seem
to think, and with many of them it is certainly the only place.”
“Hence we may learn that the highest perfection of human nature is
sentimental refinement; that endowed with this gift, though youth may
fall into those _mistakes_[3] from which humanity can never be free,
and to which sentimental susceptibility is peculiarly exposed from its
exquisite fineness, yet the heart will regain its purity and elevation,
and after the rectification of venial mistakes, resplendant brilliancy
of character will ensue. Cultivate then, my dear young friends, above
all excellencies, sentimental refinement.”
“Well, sir,” said miss rising, making a curtsey, “How do you approve
of my work?” “It is like yourself, lovely and charming.” “Would you
have the goodness, sir, to write a review of it?” “I can refuse nothing
to so fair an applicant, I could be the Carolino myself to such an
Athalia.” He now thought he heard some one on the outside of the door,
and did not doubt but female curiosity in the person of the maid might
be listening to what was going forward; he accordingly suspended some
_part_ of his remarks, and made an appointment for the evening, by
which time, he said, he should do full justice to the subject; and
after again very closely reviewing her lips, he asked if she would not
see his mother and sister, and they parted. Our hero accordingly set
about the review, which he executed to the following purport. “It was
avowedly and evidently the work of the young beginner, but displayed
considerable genius. Led by fancy, more than experience and actual
knowledge, the author had too much given way to the marvellous; but on
the whole, it far surpassed the usual productions of Mr. Nincompoop’s
press,” This review, with a favourable analysis, and the best specimens
that could be selected, our critic carried to the fair author, who was
very much gratified.
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