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but fuch stuff, when alone in conversation with a Gentle

man. I beg then I may hear no more of this; and as I am « sure you can talk upon many more rational subjects, request • your favour, to give me your opinion on fome articles in • this Hebrew Bible you see lying open on the table in this • room. My father, Sir, among other things he has taken 4 great pains to instruct me in, for several years that I have, ļ lived with him in a kind of folitary state, since the death of • my mother, whom I lost when I was very young, has taught

me to read and understand this inspired Hebrew book, and < says, we must ascribe primævity and sacred prerogatives to

this language. For my part, I have some doubts as to this matter, which I dare not mention to my father.

Here follows a learned conversation, on the subject proposed by this extraordinary young Lady; which is succeeded by a very copious description of Miss Noel's wonderful grotto, in which the Author's fancy, notwithstanding his ample profesfions of constant attachment to matter of fact, appears to have met with most lavish indulgence: 'but for this we refer to his performance, at large.

The portrait of Mr. Noel, the father of this amazing paragon, comes next. • Tho' this Gentleman was upwards of

eighty, yet years had not deprived him of reason and fpirits. He was lively and fenfible, and still a moft agreeable

companion. He talked of Greece and Rome, as if he had • lived there befores the Æra of Christianity. The court of. « Augustus he was fo far from being a stranger to, that he de'scribed the principal persons in it; their actions, their plea« sures, and their caprices, as if he had been their contempo

rary. : We talked of all these great characters. We went • into the gallery of Verres. We looked over the ancient • theatres. Several of the most beautiful paffages in the Ro• man poets this fine old man repeated, and made very plea• fant, but moral, remarks upon them.

In this manner did the old Gentleman and I pass the time, till the clock ftruck five, when Miss Noel, came into the par• lour again, and her father said he must retire, to take his

evening nap, and would see me at supper; for with him I r must stay that night. Harriot, make tea for the Gentleman.

I am your servant, Sir; and he withdrew. To Harriot & then, my life and my bliss, I turned, and over a pot of tea

was as happy, I am sure, as ever with his Statira fat the * Conqueror of the world. I began to relate, once more, the

story of a paffion, that was to form one day, I hoped, my • fole felicity in this world ; and with yows and protestations


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affirmed, that I loved from my foul. But in vain was all

this warmth. Mifs Noel fat as unmoved as Erycina on a (monument,' and insisted on his changing the conversation to some other, more rational, and more useful, subject : to which Mr. Buncle was obliged to submit.

Another learned dialogise now took place, betwixt this uncommon couple. The subject was, the miracle at Babel; and here the Hutchinsonians come in for a good thwacking, en passant. Towards the close of this second Hebrew Convers sation, Mr. Buncle convinced the young Lady, (who, it feems as much furpassed him, both in erudition and eloquence, as she did all others, of her own sex, in beauty) that he was not a mere Platonic.ts My amazement was so great, and my passion had risen fo high for such uncommon female inteliigence, that I could not help fratching this beauty

to my arms, and without thinking of what I did, im• pressed on her balmy mouth half a dozen kifles. This

was wrong, and gave very great offence: but she was too "good to be implacable; and on my begging her pardon, and

protesting it was not a wilful rudeness, but the magic of her glorious eyes, and the bright powers of her mind, that had transported me beside myself, The was reconciled.'

And now a Song, like a brisk epilogue at the close of a solemn play, fucceeds, and is accompanied with the music of Mr. Buncle's German-flute. Mr. Noel coming in at this juncture, demonstrates his good humourg and strong pre-porfeflion in favour of the happy ftranger, by a hearty proposal for his continuing there a month. • Come, Sir, continued - this fine old Gentleman, let us hear another piece of your * mufic. Mr. Buncle complies, and we have the following poem, which, it is to be fuppofed, was his own compofition, as well as the other, just mentioned. 5,543191369.

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E' lofty mountains, whole eternal frows,

Like Arlas seem to prop the distant skies ;
T: While sheltered by your high and ample brows
All nature's beauties fealt


eyes : * And far beneath me o'er the distant plain

The tkunders break, and rattling tempelts reign. af


1 67. Here, when Aurora with her chearful beam

Androly blushes marks approaching days.
* This song is entitled the SOLITUDE.


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And fee the bleating focks around me Itray D. The woods, the rocks, each charm that strikes my tights Fills my whole breast with innocent delight. j si lavori 15 so

III. ad controlni esiti iii I . Here daily dancing on the flow'ry ground 29. The chearful shepherds join their flute and voice;

While thro' the groves the woodland songs resound,

And fill th' untroubled mind with peaceful joys.
Music and love inspire the vocal plain,
Alone the turtle tunes her plaintive strain.

Here the green

türt invites my wearied head On Nacure's lap, to undifturb'd repose; work 5. Here gently laid to restaneach care is filed;

Peace and content my happy eye-lids close. 1 Ye golden flattering dreams of ftate adieu ! As bright my flumbers are, more loft than you.

Here free from all the tempefts of the Great,“

Craft and ambition can deceive no more!
Beneath these shades I find a blest retreat,

From Envy's rage secure, and Fortune's pow'r; doras
Here call the actions of paft ages o'er,
Or Truth's immortal source alone explore.


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Here far from all the busy world's alarms,

I prove in peade the Muse's facred leisure :
No cares within, no distant found of arms,
Break my repose, or interrupt my pleasure. vanislu ili

a Fortune and Fame! Deceitful forms! adieu! bosThe world's a trifle far beneath

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penting * This fong delighted the old Gentleman to a great degree. • He told me, he was charmed with it, not only for the fine * mufic I made of it, but the morality of it, and liked me lo

much, that I was most heartily welcome to make his solitaty retreat my home, as often and as long as I pleased. And, indeed, I did fo, and continued to behave in such a manner,

that in two months time, I gained fo entirely his affections, -" and fo totally the heart of his admirable daughter, that I

might have had her in wedlock when I pleased, after the ex«piration of that current year, which was the young Lady's

request, and be secured of his estate at his death, besides a large fortune to be immediately paid down; and this, tho' my father Thould refuse to settle any thing on me, or Miss Noel, my wife. This was generous and charming as my

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heart could desire. I thought myself the happiest of ment. Every week I went to Eden-Park; one time or other, cto fee my dear Miss Noely and pay my refpects to her worthy father. 3 We were, while I ftayed, a most happy family, and enjoyed such fatisfactions as few, I believe, have experienced in this tempestuous hemisphere. Mr. Noel was passionately

fond of his daughter, and he could not regard me more if I • had been his own son, 'I loved my Harriot with a fondnefs

beyond description; and that glorious girl had all the esteem • I could with the had for me. Our mutual felicity could rise

no higher till we gave our hands, as we had already plighted our hearts.

" This world is a series of visionary scenes, and contains so • little folid, lasting felicity, as I have found it, that I cannot ' call life more than a deception; and, as Swift says it, he is

the happiest man, whovis best deceived. When I thought • myself within a fortnight of being married to Miss Noel,

and thereby made as compleatly happy, in every respect, as ' it was possible for a mortal man to be; the small-pox steps ' in, and, in seven days time, reduced the finest human frame

in the universe, to the most hideous and offensive block. • The most amiable of human creatures mortified all over, ' and became a spectacle the most hideous and unbearable.

This broke her father's heart in a month's time, and the paradise I had in view, funk into everlasting night.

My heart, upon this fad accident, bled and mourned to • an extreme degree. All the tender passions were up in my ' foul, and with great difficulty could I keep my ruffled spirits

in tolerable decorum. I lost what I valued more than my • life--more than repeated millions of worlds, if it had been

possible to get them in exchange. This engaged, beloved partner, was an honour to her sex, and an ornament to human kind. She was one of the wifest and moft agreeable

of women; and her life quite glorious for piety to God, of compassion to the necesitous and miserable, benevolence and

good will to all, with every other grace and virtue,r: These

Thined with a bright luftre in her whole deportment, and rendered her beloved, and the delight of all that knew her.

Sense and Genius were in her united, and by ftudy, reflexiion, and application, the improved the talents in the happi

sest manner. She had acquired a fuperiority in thinking, 24 speaking, writing, and acting, and in manners, her behaa :6* viour, her language, her design, her understanding, were

Shinexpres&ibly charminge Miss Noel died in the twenty- -fourth 2 year of her age, the 29th of December in the year 1724. yms!


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• Having thus loft Miss Noel, and my good old friend, her worthy father, I left the universitys and went down to the country, after five years and three months absence, to see how things were posited at home, and pay my 'respects to my father'; but I found them very little to my liking, and

in a short time returned to Dublin again. He had lately smarried, in his old age, a young wife, who was one of the 6 most artful, false, and infolent of women; and to gratify * her to the utmoft of his power, had not only brought her 6 nephew into his house, but was ridiculously fond of him, < and lavishly gratified all his desires.' Whatever this little . brute (the son of a drunken beggar, who had been a jour• ney-man glover) was plealed, in wantonnets, to call for, * and that his years, then fixteen, could require, my father's « fortune in an instant produced; while scarcely one of my * rational demands.could be answered. Money, cloaths, fer

vants, horses, dogs, and all things he could fancy, were given him in abundance; and to please the baseft of women, and the moft cruel step-mother that ever the devil inspired to make the son of another woman miserable, I was

denied almost every thing. The fine allowance I had at the < university was taken from me. Even a horse to ride out to - the neighbouring Gentlemen, was refused me, tho' my fa

ther had three stables of extraordinary cattle; and, till I • purchased one, was forced to walk it, where ever I had a

mind to visit. What is still more incredible (if any thing * of severity can be fo, when a mother-in-law is sovereign) 'I

was not allowed to keep my horse even at grass on the land, ( tho' five hundred acres of freehold eftate surrounded the manfion, but obliged to graze it at a neighbouring farmer's.

• Nor was this all the hard measure I received. --Religión ** had a hand in my misery. Falfe Religion was the spring ** of that paternal resentment I suffered under.

father's wont to have prayers read every night and morning in his family, and the office was the Litany of ** the Common-prayer book. - This work, oh my coming

home, was transferred from my sister to me; and for about one week I performed to the old Gentleman's satisfaction, as

my voice was good; and my reading distinct and clear: but 6 this office was far from being grateful to me, as I was be

come a strict Unitarian, by the lessons I had received from my private tutor in college, and my own examinations of the vulgar faith. It went against my conscience to use the

tritheittic form of prayer, and became at last so uneasy to * me, that I altered the prayers the firat Sunday morning, and

6 It was my

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