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me 210 THE LADY'S MISCELLANY; When we left the church, she “ When Signor Chrysostome asked me what I thought of An had heard:the motive, or rather the toni. I concealed the sentiments
pretence, of my visit, which was with which he had inspired me to praise his nephew, he hastened under an affected reserve, and re to send for him, and introduced plied that he had an agreeable me to him. You may imagine my voice, and I complimented her on joy, and at the same time
fears. her good taste. This inspid com Antoni sung, and accompanied on pliment, which I would have ex his divine harp; but though he pressed in terms of love aud ado- | augmented my desires, it was imration, seemed to surprise Zanet- possible to increase my love. ta ; and the poor girl left me, doubtless persuaded I possessed a
“ From that moment he came heart of marble,
every day to the castle and tho'
it was under colour of favouring " When I returned to the casle,
with his music, and in reality and was left alone, every sentiment, to see Zanetta rather than myself, every affection I had experienced yet the pleasure of seeing him, of recurred to my imagination; in- | speaking to him, of being near. stead of listening to the dictates of him, of expressing in passionate prudence, and combating my pas' songs the situation of my heart, sion with the arms of wisdom, I nourished the flames of that love abandoned myself to its delights- | before too violent to bear. The more violent was the love I
6 A menth passed in this manfelt-for Antoni, the greater was my
ner, during which time I had only hatred towards Zanetta. Determined, however, to spare no pains however heaped favours on the un
expressed myself by my looks. I to triumph over the one, and ob
cle and nephew, and for the sake tain possession of the other.
of appearances extended them to
Zanetta. 6 Full of this idea, I went the next day to the curate of Peschia. One day when we were singThe venerable priest, in whose ing a beautifiil cantata of Metasbreast age had destroyed every pas- tassio, in which the charming po. sion, did not suppose that others et describes, with so much truth, cond become the victims of them. the delirium of a soul just receiv., He was only sensible to the pleasing the reward due to its passion. su e of praising and hearing prais. With what ardor,' I exclaimed ed, him he called his nephew, and to Antoni,' “ do you express that for whom he had the tenderness of passage !llappy will she be who a father, considering himself as an may have power to inspire ; but, aged oak protecting with its foil- alas! wretched must she be whe a young and tender shrub.
has only the desire.'
your tears ?
"I know no
whom that sed countenance, and seemed fearcould affect,' replied the youth ; ful of addressing her. Induced,
for it does not follow because I am however, by the sighs of his mis. not disdained by one, that I possesstress, he said to her, with a tremsufficient mer it to give uneasiness bling voice, ' Zanetta, you weep:' to others.'
Zanetta, without answering, con
cinued weeping. “Am I no lon6 This is neither a proper time
ger your friend,' said Antoni, tha nor place to enter into a detail of
you cannot tell me the cause of either this conversation, or others of the same nature which succeed. ed it; suffice it for the Senate to
• Who knows the cause so well learn that, unable to destroy that
as yourself?' said she ; besides, love which Antoni entertained for
are they the first you have seen Zanetta, I at least formed the hope
me shed ?' he would not refuse mine, when an unfortunate circumstance deter • They are not the better foundmined our common ruin.
ed on that account,' said Antoni ;
and if you had believed me, those “ One fine evening in autumn, I saw you shed a month ago, would I was enjoying the fresh air in one
have been the last.' of the walks of the park of Peschia, when my attention was exci
• That depended on Antoni, ted by the sound of heavy sighs said Zanetta ; and I should be I perceived the person
less afflicted if he were less inconfrom whom they proceeded, was
stant.' only separated from me by a small
Alas!' cried the youth, 'I am grove of trees. I listened, but
not guilty ; appearances only are could not distinguish what she said
against me.' The moon which reflected
upon the spot, afforded me an opportuni
"Why can I not believe
?' ty of perceiving it was Zanetta.
said Zanetta ; 'but, your conduct I doubted not but her lover was the
forbids me. Ah, Antoni, time cause of her tears, and was con
are changed.' vinced of it when I saw him slowly advancing towards the place • My heart is not,' interrupted where she was sitting. I lost none || Antoni; "it never shall be-my of their motions. Zanzetta, with senses alone have been seduced her face half concealed by her || I appeal to yourself, continued he, hands, and her back turned towards o can you think that your artless Antoni, feigned not to observe him, | charms have less power over une while he, on his part, appeared than those of Olympia? No, Za. with downcast eyes and embarras- | netia, that majestic beauty, who
rather excites awe than love, need of my nature, produced the most not give you alarm; it is she who monstrous actions. has cause to dread you, for you
« Antoni for several months had have only to appear near her to outvie her:
been engaged in writing a miner.
alogical history of the Cavern of • At these words, which resto Strozzi, so famous for its rare pered peace to Zanetta, and penetra- | trifactions, and which will doubtted me with grief, Antoni threw less now be more so by the horhimself at her feet. The pardon rors I have practised in it: he had of the perfidious Antoni appeared made many voyages to this places in the countenance of Zanetta, and and had brought away various of was sealed by a tender embrace. its productions. Filled with en
thusiasm at his discoveries, he had * By the excess of my humilia
often entreated me to go and adtion, it was easy to conceive that
mire them. of my rage. I passed the night and part of the next day a prey to “The day but one after thegrove contending passions. If I had scene, I dissembled my fiercer senyielded to the first emotions with timent, and discoursing with him which I was inspired, the same on different subjects, I insensibly death had joined those whom love introduced his favourite scheme, had already united.
which I knew I had only to pro.,
pose to have carried into execu. “ But as my revenge was more
tion. It was the snare I had laid slow, I determined it should be
for him, and he suffered himself to more terrible. My pride, not less
be taken in it. I agreed to acwounded than my passion had been
company him ; but I said to him, disdained, suggested to my mind a
“ I am young, and you are not of scheme of the most execrable na
an age beyond suspicion : to preture; and I resolved to punish
vent the tongue of slander, let us what I esteemed an unparalleled
take Zanetta with us. injury, by an unheard of vengeance.
« The death of my father had
“ This proposition embarrassed let me mistress of a large fortune
him; he feared lest the presence at my own disposal. In order to
of his mistress should make him commit a crinic, I had only to con
betray his love for her.
The un ceive che ; for who is ignorant happy youth would have been agithat with gold crimes may be com
tated still more, had he known Initted with impunity ? It was thus
that I was preparing to punish him cvery base passion occupied my
for his love. soul, and love, the most amiable of all, corrupted by the perverseness (To be concluded next week.)
particular person, on account of For the Lady's Miscellany.
some fault of which he is not guil
ty, loses its aim ; a very moderale TO CENSOR.
share of philosophy will enable a
man to treat with contempt, atBeware, young man of malice ;
tacks that are founded on foibles 'Tis the green-ey'd monster, that doth make
which have no existence; and he The meat it feeds on.
who is more careful of the nature
of his actions than their consequenMr. Censor, the Chatterer ex
ces, which is I hope the case with pects that you will not (by this one
wise and honest mau, slight essay) flatter yourself with
will find very little causç of disthe vain hope that he intends to
satisfaction with himself; while enter the list with
the censures that are passed upon per calumny. Far be it from him
the events of his resolutions, are to act so derogatory to the receiv- | mistakenly applied to those resoed principles of a gentleman; 'tis
lutions themselves; while he sees exposing one's self too much to the
the reflections intended to take ll scoffs and sneers of knaves and
place against his conduct, really fools.” I merely wish to suggest falling only on the natural uncerthe propriety of not too hastily
tainty of human actions. condemning all productions but our
CHATTERER own; I am always thankful for the information I receive from others : but there is a better and more congenial method of advising, than For the Lady's Miscellany. driving it down one's throat with a paving l'od. What literary, moral
Beware, Oman of hatredor useful purpose could be promo 'Tis the extirminating fiend that doth ied by an unprovoked attack upon
drive an invisible foe ; who, in the true From out the breast the nobler passions, spirit of Indian warfare, hurls his
And sets a blister there. tomax, and aims his arrows from the covert of concealment, and the
NO greater or more heinous
crime can be cherished in the anbush of safety. Such a latent foe, cannot with the slightest sem
breast of man, than that of seekblance of truth be greeted with the ing an unjust revenge : it offers to epithets of gallant, generous, or
the understanding under the influ
ence found to have over strong and brave ; but leaving his motives to
enlightened minds, a paradox the his own conscience, his object is utterly vain and visionary.
most bewildering and humiliating that ever existed.
'Tis a passion Satire, when levelled against a that urges on its votaries to deeds
of dreadful note--accustoms him there exists in this western world to scenes which make e'en banditts a wretch so lost to every noble tremble, and finally precipitates || feeling, then, by the arm of my him with impetuosity down the body, but I must blush for
my dedread abyss from whose bourne no generate country! Open, O carth, traveller returns. He who sufferrs cover his crimes, cover his shame. his feelings to be hurled in its destructive vortex, does his heart but That a man can spy a moat in little credit for puriiy.
another's eye, and not a beam in
his own, is a true and ancient proThe unprovoked and unmerited | verb. Now, by the pen in my attack on Chatterer in a preceding | hand, but this hits friend Censor on number of the Miscellany, strong the very pate.
I've got you, ly evinces the damned passions friend Chat, with your grammar: The being who could so unfeeling- || Oh yes, so you have, friend Cenly pierce with his poisoned arrows sor; but how? Why, as the crabs the unsuspecting bosom, is unwor swim, the wrong end foremost. thy the epithet of natural ; for E’er you attempt to correct and nature shudders at a crime like
expose the errors of others, take his:')
a retrospective view, and see if
you are not driving towards the A man possessed of intellectual
same rock on which they are des. talents, says Shentone) would be tined by your pen to founder. A more blameable in confining them little grammar would not set you to his own private use, than the
crazy. To wield the sceptre of mean spirited miser that did the
criticism, an acquaintance with same by his money ; the latter is
grammar extensively, a profundity indeed obliged to bid adieu to what of logical composition, and a cohe communicates ; the former en
pious store of satire, keen and del. joys his treasures, even while he icate, is indispensabiy necessary
; renders others the better for them.
and since the preceding qualities A composition that enters the world
are not, nor is either of them pewith a view of improving or amu culiarly discernable in the style sing it, has a claim to our utmost
and composition of Censor; with indulgence, even though it fail of
propriety can we swear by the the effect intended. Now, in the
goose quill he wields, he is altoname of common sense, what
gether unworthy the dignity his could induce Censor in the most
vanity tempts him to aspire to, and diabolical manner to let fiy the ma
which time out of mind has bee lignant shafts of calumny at our
longed to the literati of this refriend Chat ? What private or
no vned and beautiful Island of public benefit could he derive from
Manna hatt? so mean, so paltry an artifice? If