I am sorry for what you tell me of Miss H----; whose want of art has
led her into indiscretions.
'Tis too common to see the most innocent, nay, even the most
laudable actions censured by the world; as we cannot, however,
eradicate the prejudices of others, it is wisdom to yield to them in
things which are indifferent.
One ought to conform to, and respect the customs, as well as the
laws and religion of our country, where they are not contrary to
virtue, and to that moral sense which heaven has imprinted on our
souls; where they are contrary, every generous mind will despise them.
I agree with you, my dear friend, that two persons who love, not
only _seem_, but really are, handsomer to each other than to the
rest of the world.
When we look at those we ardently love, a new softness steals
unperceived into the eyes, the countenance is more animated, and the
whole form has that air of tender languor which has such charms for
sensible minds.
To prove the truth of this, my Emily approaches, fair as the rising
morn, led by the hand of the Graces; she sees her lover, and every
charm is redoubled; an involuntary smile, a blush of pleasure, speak a
passion, which is the pride of my soul.
Even her voice, melodious as it is by nature, is softened when she
addresses her happy Rivers.
She comes to ask my attendance on her and my mother; they are going
to pay a morning visit a few miles off.
Adieu! tell the little Bell I kiss her hand.
Your affectionate
Ed. Rivers.