_Harrington_ to _Worthy_.
_Boston._
LOVE softens and refines the manners—polishes the asperities
of aukwardness, and fits us for the society of gentle beings. It goes
further, it mends the heart, and makes us better men—it gives the
fainthearted an extraordinary strength of soul, and renders them equal
and frequently superior to danger and distress.
MY passions you know are quick, my prejudices sometimes obstinate—She
tells me these things are wrong—This gentle reprimand is so tempered
with love that I think she commands me. I however promise a reform, and
am much pleased with my improvement. _Harriot_ moulds my heart into what
form she chooses.
A LITTLE party is proposed tomorrow evening and I shall attend
_Harriot_. These elegant relaxations prevent the degeneracy of human
nature, exhilarate the spirits, and wind up this machine of ours for
another revolution of business.