In fine, ‘twas there I saw that I must lose the day. And I saw in this Lover Ten thousand Charms of Youth and Beauty; on which the ingrate with greedy languishing Eyes, eternally gazed with the same Joy she used to behold me when she made me most happy. I confess, this Object was so far from pleasing me, (as I believed a confirmation would,) that the change inspired me with a rage, which nothing else could do, and made me say things unbecoming the Dignity of my Sex, who ought to disdain those faithless Slaves, which Heaven first made to obey the Lords of the Creation. A thousand times I was about to have rush’d upon ‘em, and have ended the Lives of the loose betrayers of my repose, but Love stepp’d in and stay’d my hand, preventing me from an Outrage, that would have cost me that rest of Honour, I yet had left: But when my rage was abated, I fell to a more insupportable Torment, that of extream Grief to find another possest of what I had been so long, and with so much Toil in gaining: ‘Twas thus I retir’d, and after a little while brought myself to make calm Reflections upon this Adventure, which reduced me to some reason. When one day as I was walking in an unfrequented Shade, whither my Melancholy had conducted me, I incountred a Man, of a haughty look and meen, his Apparel rich and glorious, his Eyes awful, and his Stature tall; the very sight of him inspired me with coldness, which render’d me almost insensible of the infidelity of _Silvia_. This Person was _Pride_, who looking on me, as he past, with a fierce and disdainful Smile, over his Shoulder, and regarding me with scorn, said; Why shou’d that faithless wanton give Thy Heart so mortal pain, Whose Sighs were only to deceive, Her Oaths all false and vain? Despise those Tears thou shedd’st for her, Disdain to sigh her Name. To _Love_, thy Liberty prefer; To faithless _Silvia_, Fame. I knew by his words he was _Pride_, or _Disdain_, and would have embraced him; but he put me off, seeing _Love_ still by me, who had not yet abandoned me, and turned himself from me with a regardless scorn, but I, who was resolved not to forsake so discreet a Counsellor, rather chose to take my leave of little _Love_; who had ever accompanyed me in this Voyage. But oh! this adieu was not taken so easily and soon as I imagined. _Love_ was not to be quitted without abundance of Sighs and Tears at parting, he had been a Witness to all my Adventures, my Confident in this Amour, and not to be deserted without a great deal of pain; I stayed so long in bidding the dear Boy adieu, that I had almost forgot _Disdain_; at last, though my Heart were breaking to part with the dear fondling, I was resolved and said;