they love most, and to caress those they hate: But the Quarrels she
occasions us with those we love, last but a very short season, and Love
reconciles those differences that _Spight_ obliges us to make: Thô ‘tis
sometime pleasant enough to see those we Love extreamly, and violently,
fall into the highest rage, and say a thousand things injurious and
unreasonable, and to swear all the Oaths that angry Love and Fury can
inspire, never to see or converse with one another again, and in a
moment after to grow calm, weep, and reunite; to be perjured on both
sides, and become more fond than ever they were.
A Lovers Rage and Jealousie
One short moment do’s confess:
How can they long angry be
Whose Hearts are full of tenderness?
In this Place there wou’d be eternal War, but for a person who inhabits
there, and is always the Mediator for Peace, ‘tis he that assists
to accommodate and bring the Lovers together. This is a very honest
person, call’d _Right Understanding_; he brought me to _Bellinda_, whom
I found accompani’d with a Man that made her a thousand caresses; at my
approach she made as if she knew me not, which I took in such disdain,
that I apply’d myself to _Spight_, with a design to be reveng’d on
this Haughty scorner. In this humour I made a visit to _Bellimante_
but found her as Implacable as _Bellinda_, whom no excuses, no reason,
cou’d reduce to the temper I had once seen her; in a rage, ten times
more than I was before, fill’d with disdain and revenge I complain’d
of this treatment to my little _Love_, who immediately led me into
a Grove, where the Beauties and the Graces us’d to walk, to consult
upon what return to make for my affront; from one place to another
we past on till we came to a little Thicket, on the other side of
which, by a little Rivulet we cou’d hear, but not see, two persons
discoursing; they were women, and one seemed in a violent Rage against
her Lover, who had newly offended her, whilst the other strove in vain
to reconcile her, but she went on, vowing to revenge herself with the
next object she shou’d Encounter that had but Wit, Youth, and fortune
enough to Justify her Love, and make her conquest glorious; her
resolution agreeing so with mine, and her manner of speaking, gave me
new hope and pleasure, and a great curiosity to see her face; I found
by her Resentment she was young and of Quality, and that alone was
enough to make me resolve upon Addressing myself to her, and the other
person had no sooner left her, but I advanced towards her, with as good
a grace as I you’d put on; she was a little surprised, and blushing
at first, but I soon reconcil’d her to my conversation. I found her
handsom enough to ingage me, and she was as well pleased with me as I
was with her, both having the same design which was that of revenge,
and you may Imagine, our business being the same, our entertainment
was not at first extraordinary, but as my cause of Anger was more
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