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tify myself. I should have never have forgiven myself, if I had been the Cause, though inadvertently, of dividing so much Worth as I have always discovered in you both, and which though separated, it might still continue to bless me, yet when united, like most other Things, it has a more powerful Effect. I would not have Mr. G- know a Word of this, for the most trifling Reflection, when told again, is offensive; nor should I have said what I did, but to a common Friend; in Truth, it is not every-body who possibly might feel it so acutely as myself; but you know my Disposition. I have a Sensibility in my Friendships, that arises even to a Soreness, and the fightest Air of Coolness makes me wince. This, though in its Consequences sometimes it may render me unpleasing to my Intimates, certainly has its Source in a Merit, namely, in the Ardour of my Attachments; and therefore I should hope is easily pardonable. You remember the ele

Line in Cotton's beautiful Vision of Friendship;

gant Line

“ Cold is the only Ill they fear.”

After

After I had sealed my last, I was afraid it had rather an Air of Compliment than Since: rity, if it had, I assure you, it was only the Air, and what the Good-humour; I am always in when I write to you, might inspire me with: You see the Esteem I have for you, by turning Critic on myself in your Behalf. I am now going to mention, what there is no Occasion at all to say, but Friendship is the most incontinent Thing in the World; I have long been senible of your Worth; that is; ever since I knew you; but I must say, I think it was our last Meeting which entirely united me to you; every Letter of yours since has heightened my Affection for you. I look upon this as my first Absence from you; your Letters are now necessary to supply your Presence ; you yourself taught me this Taste of Luxury, therefore it is but reasonable you should fupport the Expence. In short, I beg you would write foon. I am afraid I shall tire you by so frequent a Correspondence, but I particularly long to know the Success of this Letter. Dear Mr. SHENSTONE, I am yours, &c.

A. WHISTLER.

L E T. L E T T E R XVIII.

W. SHENSTONE, Esq. to Miss Lowe.

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Madam,
Fancy I've been condemned a Thousand,

Times, on Account of not sending the Tunes. One of them was lent out, and I had not an Opportunity of fetching it till last Week. I don't know whether this Reason will prove sufficient, but I assure you it was the real one.

I tore them out of my Book, and on that Account you have some others with them. I was willing you should have them in the best Shape possible, and dare say, you'll improve as much upon them, as I have degenerated from them.

I want exceedingly to hear from

but. you will scarce think it consistent with a rural Reputation to write yourself. 'Tis, indeed, scarce worth while to hazard it, to give me ever so great a Pleasure, but I could wishi you would here remember the Character of a Town-Lady.-Lord ! How does Miss Ury? I did not wonder you should mutually envy each other, since you are both so great Objects of Envy: more particularly, as Modesty has taught you to think your own Merit small in Comparison with that of others. Voilà la seule Source de toute Envie !—I'm surely vastly impertinent, for I'm not positive you understand French : but I guess’d that a Lady, fo accomplished in all other Particulars, might. I fancy you've enjoy'd a vast deal of agreeable Gaiety since I left you, whilft I have been wandering about Harborough's gloomy Walks and Pools, like a Shepherd “despairing beside a clear Stream.” -Oh! I want to know, whether or no, for the common Good of our Society in particular, as of our Country in general, it is, and may be lawful to admit, without the usual Number of Members being present at the Solemnity; for I judge it better to lay aside some Part of the Ceremony, than that any one should die uninitiated-Whether or no as in Baptism-I was truly going too far.-I am

you;

ever

safe

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Tafe enough, let me go what Lengths I will, in subscribing myself

the humbleft of

your humble Servants,

W. SHENSTONE.

L E Í TER XIX.

W. SHENSTONE, Esq. to Mrs. A

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Dear Madam,
Promised to give you some Account what

, pillaged it of all that was most valuable. Poffibly before this Time, you may have forgot both my Promise and me, and it may not be extremely political to renew your Remembrance of a Person who has been so long seemingly neglectful. The Truth is, I can no more bar to be forgot by those I esteem, than I VOL. II.

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