To THE COUNTESS OF MAR

_The Grand Vizier's lady_

Adrianople, 18 _April_, O.S. [1717].

I wrote to you, dear sister, and to all my other English

correspondents, by the last ship, and only Heaven can tell when I

shall have another opportunity of sending to you; but I cannot forbear

writing, though perhaps my letter may lie upon my hands this two

months. To confess the truth, my head is so full of my entertainment

yesterday, that 'tis absolutely necessary for my own repose to give it

some vent. Without farther preface, I will then begin my story. I was

invited to dine with the Grand Vizier's lady, and it was with a great

deal of pleasure I prepared myself for an entertainment which was

never given before to any Christian. I thought I should very little

satisfy her curiosity (which I did not doubt was a considerable

motive to the invitation) by going in a dress she was used to see, and

therefore dressed myself in the court habit of Vienna, which is much

more magnificent than ours. However, I chose to go _incognita_, to

avoid any disputes about ceremony, and went in a Turkish coach, only

attended by my woman that held up my train, and the Greek lady who was

my interpretress. I was met at the court door by her black eunuch,

who helped me out of the coach with great respect, and conducted me

through several rooms, where her she-slaves, finely dressed, were

ranged on each side. In the innermost I found the lady sitting on her

sofa, in a sable vest. She advanced to meet me, and presented me half

a dozen of her friends with great civility. She seemed a very good

woman, near fifty years old. I was surprised to observe so little

magnificence in her house, the furniture being all very moderate; and

except the habits and number of her slaves, nothing about her that

appeared expensive. She guessed at my thoughts, and told me that

she was no longer of an age to spend either her time or money in

superfluities; that her whole expense was in charity, and her whole

employment praying to God. There was no affectation in this speech;

both she and her husband are entirely given up to devotion. He never

looks upon any other woman; and, what is much more extraordinary,

touches no bribes, notwithstanding the example of all his

predecessors. He is so scrupulous on this point, he would not accept

Mr. Wortley's present, till he had been assured over and over that

it was a settled perquisite of his place at the entrance of every

ambassador.

She entertained me with all kind of civility till dinner came in,

which was served, one dish at a time, to a vast number, all finely

dressed after their manner, which I do not think so bad as you have

perhaps heard it represented. I am a very good judge of their eating,

having lived three weeks in the house of an _effendi_ at Belgrade, who

gave us very magnificent dinners, dressed by his own cooks, which the

first week pleased me extremely; but I own I then began to grow weary

of it, and desired our own cook might add a dish or two after our

manner. But I attribute this to custom. I am very much inclined to

believe an Indian, that had never tasted of either, would prefer their

cookery to ours. Their sauces are very high, all the roast very much

done. They use a great deal of rich spice. The soup is served for the

last dish; and they have at least as great variety of ragouts as we

have. I was very sorry I could not eat of as many as the good lady

would have had me, who was very earnest in serving me of everything.

The treat concluded with coffee and perfumes, which is a high mark

of respect; two slaves kneeling censed my hair, clothes, and

handkerchief. After this ceremony, she commanded her slaves to play

and dance, which they did with their guitars in their hands; and

she excused to me their want of skill, saying she took no care to

accomplish them in that art.

I returned her thanks, and soon after took my leave. I was conducted

back in the same manner I entered; and would have gone straight to my

own house; but the Greek lady with me earnestly solicited me to visit

the _Kiyàya's_ lady, saying, he was the second officer in the empire,

and ought indeed to be looked upon as the first, the Grand Vizier

having only the name, while he exercised the authority. I had found so

little diversion in this harem, that I had no mind to go into another.

But her importunity prevailed with me, and I am extreme glad that I

was so complaisant.

All things here were with quite another air than at the Grand

Vizier's; and the very house confessed the difference between an old

devotee and a young beauty. It was nicely clean and magnificent. I

was met at the door by two black eunuchs, who led me through a long

gallery between two ranks of beautiful young girls, with their hair

finely plaited, almost hanging to their feet, all dressed in fine

light damasks, brocaded with silver. I was sorry that decency did not

permit me to stop to consider them nearer. But that thought was lost

upon my entrance into a large room, or rather pavilion, built round

with gilded sashes, which were most of them thrown up, and the trees

planted near them gave an agreeable shade, which hindered the sun from

being troublesome. The jessamines and honeysuckles that twisted round

their trunks, shedding a soft perfume, increased by a white marble

fountain playing sweet water in the lower part of the room, which fell

into three or four basins with a pleasing sound. The roof was painted

with all sort of flowers, falling out of gilded baskets, that seemed

tumbling down. On a sofa, raised three steps, and covered with fine

Persian carpets, sat the _Kiyàya's_ lady, leaning on cushions of white

satin, embroidered; and at her feet sat two young girls, the eldest

about twelve years old, lovely as angels, dressed perfectly rich, and

almost covered with jewels. But they were hardly seen near the fair

Fatima (for that is her name), so much her beauty effaced every thing

I have seen, all that has been called lovely either in England

or Germany, and must own that I never saw any thing so gloriously

beautiful, nor can I recollect a face that would have been taken

notice of near hers. She stood up to receive me, saluting me after

their fashion, putting her hand upon her heart with a sweetness

full of majesty, that no court breeding could ever give. She ordered

cushions to be given to me, and took care to place me in the corner,

which is the place of honour. I confess, though the Greek lady had

before given me a great opinion of her beauty, I was so struck with

admiration, that I could not for some time speak to her, being wholly

taken up in gazing. That surprising harmony of features! that charming

result of the whole! that exact proportion of body! that lovely bloom

of complexion unsullied by art! the unutterable enchantment of her

smile!--But her eyes!--large and black, with all the soft languishment

of the blue! every turn of her face discovering some new charm.

After my first surprise was over, I endeavoured, by nicely examining

her face, to find out some imperfection, without any fruit of my

search, but being clearly convinced of the error of that vulgar

notion, that a face perfectly regular would not be agreeable: nature

having done for her with more success, what Apelles is said to have

essayed, by a collection of the most exact features, to form a perfect

face, and to that, a behaviour, so full of grace and sweetness, such

easy motions, with an air so majestic, yet free from stiffness or

affectation, that I am persuaded, could she be suddenly transported

upon the most polite throne of Europe, nobody would think her other

than born and bred to be a queen, though educated in a country we call

barbarous. To say all in a word, our most celebrated English beauties

would vanish near her.

She was dressed in a _caftán_ of gold brocade, flowered with silver,

very well fitted to her shape, and shewing to advantage the beauty

of her bosom, only shaded by the thin guaze of her shift. Her

drawers were pale pink, green and silver, her slippers white, finely

embroidered; her lovely arms adorned with bracelets of diamonds, and

her broad girdle set round with diamonds; upon her head a rich Turkish

handkerchief of pink and silver, her own fine black hair hanging a

great length in various tresses, and on one side of her head some

bodkins of jewels. I am afraid you will accuse me of extravagance

in this description. I think I have read somewhere that women always

speak in rapture when they speak of beauty, but I cannot imagine why

they should not be allowed to do so. I rather think it virtue to be

able to admire without any mixture of desire or envy. The gravest

writers have spoken with great warmth of some celebrated pictures

and statues. The workmanship of Heaven certainly excels all our weak

imitations, and, I think, has a much better claim to our praise. For

me, I am not ashamed to own I took more pleasure in looking on the

beauteous Fatima, than the finest piece of sculpture could have given

me.

She told me the two girls at her feet were her daughters, though she

appeared too young to be their mother. Her fair maids were ranged

below the sofa, to the number of twenty, and put me in mind of the

pictures of the ancient nymphs. I did not think all nature could have

furnished such a scene of beauty. She made them a sign to play and

dance. Four of them immediately began to play some soft airs on

instruments between a lute and a guitar, which they accompanied

with their voices, while the others danced by turns. This dance

was very different from what I had seen before. Nothing could

be more artful.... The tunes so soft!--the motions so

languishing!--accompanied with pauses and dying eyes! half-falling

back, and then recovering themselves in so artful a manner.... I

suppose you may have read that the Turks have no music but what is

shocking to the ears; but this account is from those who never heard

any, but what is played in the streets, and is just as reasonable as

if a foreigner should take his ideas of the English music from the

bladder and string, and marrowbone and cleavers. I can assure you that

the music is extremely pathetic; 'tis true I am inclined to prefer the

Italian, but perhaps I am partial. I am acquainted with a Greek lady

who sings better than Mrs. Robinson, and is very well skilled in both,

who gives the preference to the Turkish. 'Tis certain they have very

fine natural voices; these were very agreeable. When the dance was

over, four fair slaves came into the room with silver censers in their

hands, and perfumed the room with amber, aloes-wood, and other scents.

After this they served me coffee upon their knees in the finest japan

china, with _soucoupes_ of silver, gilt. The lovely Fatima entertained

me all this while in the most polite agreeable manner, calling me

often _Guzél sultanum_, or the beautiful sultana, and desiring my

friendship with the best grace in the world, lamenting that she could

not entertain me in my own language.

When I took my leave, two maids brought in a fine silver basket of

embroidered handkerchiefs; she begged I would wear the richest for her

sake, and gave the others to my woman and interpretress. I returned

through the same ceremonies as before, and could not help fancying I

had been some time in Mahomet's paradise, so much I was charmed with

what I had seen. I know not how the relation of it appears to you.

I wish it may give you part of my pleasure; for I would have my dear

sister share in all the diversions of, &c.

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