Eloisa : $b or, A series of original letters — Jean-Jacques Rousseau — John Shaqi
Eloisa : $b or, A series of original letters
Jean-Jacques Rousseau · en
N. Certainly your females are excellent preachers. I am pleased to see
you reconciled with the ladies; for I was really concerned when you
imposed silence on the sex. [4]
R. You are too severe; I must hold my tongue: I am neither so wise nor
so foolish as to be always in the right. Let us leave this bone for
the critics.
N. With all my heart, lest they should want one. But suppose you had
nothing to fear from any other quarter, how will you excuse to a
certain severe censor of the stage, those warm descriptions, and
impassioned sentiments, which are so frequent in those letters? Shew
me a scene in any of our theatrical pieces equal to that in the wood
at Clarens, or that of the dressing room. Read the letter on
theatrical amusements; read the whole collection. In short, be
confident, or renounce your former opinions. What would you have one
think?
R. I would have the critics be confident with themselves, and not
judge till they have thoroughly examined. Let me intreat you to read
once more with attention the parts you have mentioned; read again the
preface to _Narcisse_, and you will there find an answer to the
accusation of inconsistency. Those forward gentlemen who pretend to
discover that fault in the _Devin du Village_, will undoubtedly think
it much more glaring in this work. They will only act in character; but
you----
N. I recollect two passages. [5] You do not much esteem your
cotemporaries.
R. Sir, I am also their cotemporary! O why was I not born in an age in
which I ought to have burnt this collection!
N. Extravagant as usual! however, to a certain degree, your maxims are
just. For instance; if your Eloisa had been chaste from the beginning,
she would have afforded us less instruction; for to whom would she
have served as a model? In the most corrupt ages mankind are fond of
the most perfect lessons of morality: theory supplies the place of
practice, and at the small expense of a little leisure reading, they
satisfy the remnant of their taste for virtue.
R. Sublime authors, relax a little your perfect models, if you expect
that we should endeavour to imitate them. To what purpose do you vaunt
unspotted purity? rather shew us that which may be recovered, and
perhaps there are some who will attend to your instructions.