That the fair sex are supreme sovereigns of the universe, can never be
doubted. Man has no will of his own but what woman delegates to him; she
moulds him as she pleases; he seems most happy if but permitted to
become her vassal, and she deputes and disposes of him according to her
will and pleasure.
A smile of approbation, or the squeeze of the lovely hand of a charming
woman, will immediately procure thousands of volunteers ready to
undertake the most dangerous and hazardous enterprizes, if sanctioned by
her enchanting fiat; such enviable distinctions will create cowards into
heroes, who are ever willing to risk every thing under the fair one’s
banner.
We whine, we tremble, we sigh at the fair one’s feet for days, years and
ages, supplicating, some will perhaps say, the most trifling favours in
the humblest manner: heavenly woman’s distinctions and favours are
almost inestimable; therefore, as such, ought always to be considered of
a sublime and fascinating nature. I sincerely pity those, if any such
there are, who do not possess a sublimity of ideas to enable them to
adore and value the charms and attractions of the fair; for ’tis they
only who can expand and enlighten our minds and ideas. It is the
bewitching eye, the enchanting features, the soft and delicate
complexion, the charming symmetry and the tout ensemble of divine woman;
that taketh at pleasure the soul of man by surprise, and renders him a
prisoner. Man, as the humblest slave, is most happy in her chains; nor
would he exchange them for fetters of gold. By enjoying her charms, he
is possest of unspeakable bliss; for on divine woman depends the
principal pleasures of life.
--I would call thee somewhat higher still
But when my thoughts search heaven for appellation,
They echo back the sovereign name of woman!
Thou woman, therefore! O thou loveliest woman!
* * * * *
CURIOUS ANECDOTES Of THE DISCOVERY OF ANCIENT MANUSCRIPTS.
It was a Florentine who found, buried in a heap of dust, and in a rotten
coffer belonging to the monastery of St. Gal, the works of Quintilian:
and, by this fortunate discovery, gave them to the republic of letters.
Papirius Masson found, in the house of a book-binder of Lyons, the works
of Agobart. The mechanic was on the point of using the manuscripts to
line the covers of his books.
A page of the second Decade of Livy was found by a man of letters on the
parchment of his battledore, as he was amusing himself in the country.
He ran directly to the maker of the battledore: but arrived too late;
the man had finished the last page of Livy, in completing a large order
for these articles about a week before.
Sir Robert Cotton, being one day at his tailor’s, discovered that the
man held in his hand, ready to be cut up for measures, the original
Magna Charta, with all its appendages of seals and signature. He bought
this singular curiosity for a trifle; and recovered in this manner, what
had long been given over for lost.
* * * * *
* * * *
+For the New-York Weekly Magazine.+
* * *