The works of Mr. Thomas Brown, serious and comical : in prose and verse, with his remains in four volumes compleat; vol. IIBrown, Thomas
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The works of Mr. Thomas Brown, serious and comical : in prose and verse, with his remains in four volumes compleat; vol. II
Brown, Thomas
English wit and humor -- Early works to 1800; Erotic literature -- Early works to 1800; Latin literature -- Translations into English
As you may wonder, madam, that I who lived so many ages ago, and at
present am so many thousand leagues from you, should esteem and love
you; might I wonder too, in my turn, if you should have a good opinion
of me, after so many historians have conspired to blacken my reputation.
But there are, dear sister, such circumstances in our fortunes, as ought
to make us love one another, and hold a friendly correspondence; since
you are like me, the daughter of a beautiful, treacherous prince, who
drags good fortune at his heels; and of a mother who renounced the world
before it did her the injury of renouncing her. I was once the ornament
of the court of _Augustus_, and you now shine like a star, in that of
_Lewis_ XIV. I was marry’d very young to _Marcellus_, the hopes of the
_Romans_; and almost in your infancy, you were given to the most amiable
man that ever was of the _Bourbons_: I lost the son of _Octavia_ some
months after our marriage, and your forehead was bound with the fatal
sable, before _Hymen_’s garlands were in the least withered; you are
handsome, I was not ugly; you occasion jealousy, and I suffer’d the
sharpest darts of destruction: I had lovers beyond number; and who is
able to reckon your’s? They have not perhaps been so favourably
received; and I believe the air, and want of opportunity, not our
inclinations, to be the cause, for you never yet despis’d those
pleasures I daily enjoy’d and sigh’d after; and tho’ by the death of
_Agrippa_, I came under the tyranny of _Tiberius_, I pursu’d my
inclinations to the last. Widows of your age generally enter the list
again: But, princess, the counsel I have to give you, is, to reserve to
yourself the liberty of your choice. There are so many _Tiberius_’s
where you are, that one may easily fall to your share, and after that
nothing but banishment will be wanting to finish the comparison. A very
malignant [39] planet at present commands your destiny; and ’tis in vain
to expect justice from that jealous, ill-natur’d fury. Now I have given
you advice, which, if I could return into the world, I would follow
myself, permit me to justify my actions.
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