Is this an affecting Incident entirely divested of all loose Images? Will any one in his Senses take upon him to say so? Can any Youth bear the Image of _seeing her kneel naked_, though at her Prayers, without Emotion: A lewd Scene suits but ill with Religion; and what an inconsistent Mixture of both is this? Her going to Bed, and the _proper Posture_ in which she is laid, may be _modest_, but I defy the most innocent Virgin to read it in Company without being constrain'd to stifle a _Conscious Blush_; or in her Closet without causing a Palpitation which must amount to little less than a _burning Desire_; _how then can any thing be said to encourage_ Virtue, _that must infallibly rouse each latent_ vicious Inclination _in the Heart? Breathing quick and short;----spreading the Arms_, while they are both in Bed together;----_clasping round the Waist;--putting his Hand in her Bosom,--struggling--fainting quite away_----'till she owns herself that _she cannot answer for the Liberties taken with her in that deplorable State of Death_. These are Images which I think no Youth can read without Emotion, and yet I'm afraid are such as they will chuse to converse with rather than any in the Book. For here the blooming Nymph, the long desired Object of the eager Lover's Passion, lies naked, defenceless and exposed in Bed, he rushes on her with all the glowing Ardour of an ungoverned Passion, and tho' the Author has with much ado just saved her from _Ravishment_, yet 'tis with the greatest Difficulty, and that too with a plain Confirmation, that _all Liberties were taken but the last_: And even that Mrs. _Jewkes_ is made to upbraid him for, as one that ought to know the Sex better. However, had it ended here, we had been deprived of another Volume; so that at all Events she must be saved a little longer, and the poor Squire withdraws shaking his Ears like a Dog that has burnt his Tail. He had tried Force long enough; in order therefore to spin out the Narration, he must take another Method, and try what artful Insinuations and Perswasions would do: _p._ 280. 'After walking about, he lead me into a little Alcove--He began to be very teizing, and made me sit on his Knee, and was so often kissing me, that I said, Sir, I don't like to be here at all, I assure you. Indeed you make me afraid!--And what made me the more so, was that he once said to Mrs. _Jewkes_, and did not think I heard him.--Said he, I will try _once_ more; but I have begun wrong. For I see Terror does but add to her Frost; but she is a charming Girl, and may be _thaw'd_ by _Kindness_; and I should have MELTED her by LOVE, instead of FREEZING her by FEAR.'