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should be continued together on their arrival could only utter sighs. After she had reat Tunis, and be both sold to the same master.' covered the use of her voice and senses, she No sooner were the prisoners disembarked threw her arms round the neck of the Colonel. tban they were presruted to the Dey, accord “ Our fate is fixed, my beloved husband," said ing to the custom of the country, that the she. “I shall lose you for ever. It was I sovereign may have the first choice of every who was the cause of your misfortune. It was thing brought into that port. The beauty of I who implored you to take me to Minorca. Elvira proved her own and her husband's vis- Alas, how unfortunate was I who imagined I fortune; for the prince, charmed with the could not live one year without seeing you, majestic air of this English lady, resolved to and must now be separated from you for ever!" place her as an attendant on his only daughter, “My beautiful Elvira,” said the Colonel, Zara, whom he loved most tenderly.
we shall not be separated for ever. I will dered Elvira to be conducted into his Seraglio, write to England, and our parents will proand permitted the corsairs to dispose of the cure our ransom, and then we shall return to rest of their slaves as they thought proper. our own country.”
As soon as the Dey was retired, and the " Till then,” said Elvira, “ I will live, since fatal news was told Elvira, that she was to be it is your pleasure that I should do so. I will parted from her husband, she fell into the do more; I will hope. But what is to become profoundest grief; a thick cloud covered her of you?” eyes, ber voice failed her, and she could only “I know not,” replied the Colonel, pronounce these words as she fell in a swoon into whose hands I shall fall; but fear nothing into the arms of her husband.-"Let me die; for me, since I have the advantage of being at death only can save me from the misfortunes large, and therefore may easily procure intel. which await me."
Tigence from England. Love is ingevious, The Colonel was still more wretched than Elvira, and though you should be locked up bis lady; the swoon into which she was fallen in the Seraglio, I may be enabled to effect the bad suspended the course of her grief, but the escape of both.” use of bis senses, which he preserved in so Elvira would have answered, but those who sorrowful a situation, served only to load him ere ordered to conduct her to the Dey pressed with new misery.-"Is it possible,” said he, them to part. This order revived their grief: « that my cruel fortune has reserved me for The little consolation she had received vanishthis excess of noisery; and that after having ed in a moment, and she again threw her arms enjoyed such a short interval of love and about the neck of the Colonel."No," said happiness with my adered wife, I am thus she, “ let me die this moment rather than be cruelly to be severed from her, and with one separated from you." blow to lose my bonour and felicity. Would The people whom the Dey bad charged with to Heaven that either I had never seen her, or the care of Elvira were so affected with her tbat I had never enjoyed that happiness which grief that they could not make use of force to I must now lose for ever!"
snatch her from the arms of her husband. Elvira continued jo her swoon; the Colonel | The Colonel perceived their tender''ess and pressed ber in bis arms and shed over her a perplexity, and that they were more cautious torrent of tears.--" Beautiful Elvira,” said he, of increasing the grief of Elvira than of obey. “bear the voice of thy husband. Our ills are ing the orders of their master. “Adien, beaunot without remedy; let us deserve the bless- tiful Elvira!" said he, ceasing to hold ber in ing of Heaven, and it will again bring us 10 his arms; “nothing but resolution and comgelber when we least expect it.”
stancy can put a period to our misfortunes; The tears of the Colonel, which fell on the begiu from this moment to dare fortune to do face of bis amiable lady, recalled her to life. its worst, and rest assured that nothing but Sbe opened her eyes and faintly turned them | despair can prevent our re-union.” towards biin; but, still unable to speak, sbe After these words the Colonel retreated a
little from Elvira, when the Dey's domestics to know when the measure of misfortune is led her trembling from his sight.
full; bope keeps them alive, and could they After the departure of Eļvira the Colonel see before haud the rugged paths they are stoud immoveable, and evtirely absorbed in doomed to tread, they would cease to persist despair. A division was made of the prisoners in the journey, and die with despair. But without his perceiving it, thougb he was pre- || how pleasing is the reflection after we have sent, and knew not that he was sold to a pilot || passed through them. of that country, who generally lived at Porto. He soon learned by a ship which put in at farino, a sea port about eight or ten miles from that port, that his father-in-law had paid the Tunis, till his new piaster came to inform him great debt of nature; and that the son who that he must prepare for his departure the succeeded him was squandering away his own next day.
and bis sister's fortune in borse racivg and The Colonel was grieved at the thoughts of || gaming. From this accident all hopes of quitting Tunis, as he should be obliged to gaining his freedom were for ever banished, leave behind him every thing he held dear in and he saw himself devoted to perpetual the world. But reflecting tha! he sbould not slavery. be able to get a sight of Elvira, even if he Four months bad now elapsed since he as. should continue there, and considering be was rived at Portofarino, and these four months more likely to hear news from England in the bad appeared to him as so many ages of pain place he was going to than at Tunis, he con
and torment. His master, who was not igsoled himself under this new misfortune.
norant of the cause of his sorrow, eudeavoured When the Colonel arrived at Portofarino,
to soften it in tbe best manner he could, and he endeavoured to soften the rigours of his created him rather as a friend than a slave, slavery by gaining the good-will of his mas-employing bim only in cultivating the flowers ter. He was not like those mean souls, who of bis garden. However easy this employsiok under adversity, and who neglect those ment may appear, it could not but be hard for means of conquering them, which prudence such a man as the Colonel. It is easy to con. and solitude may offer them. He was a per
ceive, that an officer, educated and brougbt up fect master of the cultivation of flowers; and among gentlemen of distinction, who had been luckily for him, the corsair bad a very beau
accustomed to look with contempt on those in tiful garden. The Colonel took so much care
a situation of slavery, can bear that situation of it, and succeeded so well in his endeavours,
but indifferently himself. True philosophy that he soon became the favourite of his only can support such a state will tranquil. master. Tbis was a consolation to the Co.
lity; philosophy teaches us to consider all lonel, of which he had mucb need in his pre
men as our equals; great souls are never sent situation. He wrote to England, but re
humbled by adversity, nor rendered haughty ceived no answer. He knew not how to ac
by the glitter of a throne; the tenderness he count for the silence of his wife's friends;
bad conceived for his beloved Elvira made and it would have been to no purpose to write
bim insensible to every thing else. He was to his own, as they were not in a condition to re no otherwise sensible of his slavery than in lieve him; he therefore prudently delermined being removed from the object of his heart, not to make them unhappy with a detail of
without the least hopes of ever seeing her his misfortunes.
again; it was neither honours, riches, por his He was bewailing his sorrowful situation, country that he regretted, but the loss of his when an additional calamity was added to
Elvira. those be already supported. Mortals are not
(To be continued.)
LETTERS ON MYTHOLOGY.
TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH OF C. A. DEMOUSTIER.
(Continued from Vol IV. Page 291.)
Armed, her eyes extinguished, her <h“eks coINTOXICATED with a new sentiment, | lourless yet burning.
no longer Penus believed herself bappy; but her hap. | Venus, and when her lover came to enlighten piness no longer depended upon herself, Apollo the wreck he had made, he no longer knew his was become the arbiter and depositary of her victim. bliss. Alas! how is tbat woman to be pitied The days of Cypris were thus consumed by who confides her happiness to a single object; regret and tears; and her nights were passed never, never does she fiod a faithful guardian. in comparing those she now endured with the Such was tbe fate of Venus. Slander, wb) now delightful ones she enjo in the Isle of presided at the meetings of the Goddesses, re Rhodus. One morning she raised herself in ported in confidence that Phæbus descended wild agitation, and bastened, even before every evening into the palice of Amphitrite, Aurora, among the woods that covered the and left bor only at the rising of Aurora. At mountains. She met there a young favourite this intelligence, Jealousy quitted ber usual of Diana : he had the graces of Diana herself, abode, the temple of Hymen,
and lastened to and might well have been inistaken for ber fill the beart of Venus with gall and worm
he was not an immortal, but he had wood. The unhappy Goddess, with distracted entered into that brilliant age in which life looks, pale cheeks, and disordered tresses, flew resembles immortality. As he pursued the to the top of Mount Ida. There ber wauder monsters of the forest le perceived Venus, and ing ejes sought by turns the car of her lover stopped. Cypris, astonished, 'a:sed her eyes and the dwelling of Amphitrite. Quickly she to him, and had no power to withdraw them. beheld the coursers of the Sun reach the end The hunter forgot his bow and his arrows; of their journey, and descend towards the Venus found deliglit awaking amidst her tears. liquid plain; the ocean sparkles, the horses After a long silence the timid hunter thus increase in speed, the car plunges into the addressed ber:-waves, its fires are extinguished, and Phæbus “ It is said that Venus sometimes visits disappears!
these enchanting solitudes; in seeing you, I At this spectacle Cypris remained mute and believe-but, without doubt, my eyes are demotionless; her eyes fixed on the dark hori. ceived by your charms; if you were Venus zon, seemed apt to follow the car of her lover. would
slied tears?" “ Lugrate!" she exclaimed, “ after all that
“ Alas!" she replied, are you ignorant I-"she could not proceed; the words ex
then that the Goddesses have hearts, and ibat pired upon her lips amids: sobs and sighs. At the Gods are faithiless? But you, amiable leog:h, with a trembling voice, she called her mortal! wlio are you? who are the authors of turtlis, seized the reins, and hurried into the
your days?" Island of Cyprus, to bury br shame and her At these words the young mau blushed, and
In that lovely scene the remeri his beautiful eyelashes vejled the confusiou of brance of happier days melted ber heart, and his looks. drew forth those tears which it was a relief to “ My birth is a secret, and my existence a shed. It seemed to ber that the trees and the crime. Cinyras, my fuller, reigned in this fountains replied to her sighs, and the unfor- fortunate island: he had an only daughter, tunate solaced her sorrow by addressing to whom he tenderly loved. Myrrha returned them her lamentations. While uttering her his affection; but, alas! her heart wandered, complaints she wandered througb the woods aud filial piety grew into love! To extinguish and the vallies, ber lips pale, her eyelids inl. this incestuous Name, Tyrrha songlit to No. XXVIII. Vol. V:N.S.
destroy herself; she endeavoured to strangle
LETTER XXV. herself with her girdle; but the nurse cut the Doubtless you are impatient to bear of the fatal knot, restored her to life, tore from her second interview between Venus and Adonis; her secret, and favoured her crime. The wife I hasten to give it you, my Emilia. Aurora of my fatber was then celebrating, during the is beginning to unbar the gates of day; at the night, the mysteries of Ceres. Conducted by foot of yonder hill do you not perceive Adonis, her nurse, Myrrha look her place in the mup. his eyes cast down, his head declined, his steps tial bed. Too soon did Cinyras learn the trembling, running, yet fearing to reach the horrible mistake: he would have avenged na place of meeting? At the corner of that wood ture had not his daughter escaped from his do you net discover Venus concealed amid a fury. During eight long months she wandered thicket of myrtles? Through the branches, as far as the country of the Sabines, bearing that she gently agitates, she perceives Adonis. within hier womb the fruit of her crime. Re. She enjoys his confusion; she waits for him, morse discovered her, and the Gods at length and pardons him for making her wait. He yielding to her prayers, changed her into the comes at last; Venus discovers herself. Betree from whence myrrh is gathered. Alas, bold his embarrassment and her delight! He those costly drops are the tears of my mother! is speechless; sbe looks at him; be raises his Under this new form she still nourishes me; eyes. They are both motionless, both silent; at last the term prescribed by Lucina arrived, but Cypris gently breathes a kiss upon her the trunk of the tree opened, and I saw the hand, and abandons it to him; Adonis gathers light. Touched with my fate, the nymphs the kiss, and gives a thousand in exchange.. received me in their arms, and took care of “Ah!” he exclaims, “ does not this beautiful my infancy. While my father lived I dared band tell you with what fires I burn?"-At not appear in the place that he inhabited; but these words Venus smiles, extends her arms, he is no more, and I believe that it is per.
and replies to him by an embrace. mitted me to come and weep over his ashes. After this mute eloquence, Venus remarks Alas! I merited a different origin; the heart that her lover is pensive and abstracted; she of Adonis is pure; pity bim, but do not hate enquires the cause. bim!”
“ Ala's !" replied he blushing, “ since one At these words sighs stified bis voice, and instant I fear to have become a lustre older. two crystal streams flowed over his vermillion Until now I never counted my years; but concheeks. Softened and charmed, Venus smil secrated to you, life becomes dear to me. If ingly wiped away those tears, and gently that which I have been told is true, I shall sighing, said to him :-“ Console yourself; all not long enjoy this felicity. Last spring hearts are not closed against you. Do not || Aurora, daughter of Titan and Cybele, peraccuse yourself of the crime of your mother, || ceived Titon, brother of Priam. He was beau. for I would nut willingly love a criminal." tiful, and the Goddess loved him. She de
“ Oh, who would love me!” he exclaimed; // scended from her rosy chariot, took Titon by “ I have no sister.”
the hand, and conducted him into the Isle of “I will be so."
Delos. There Hymen secretly united them ; “I have no longer a mother."
and Aurora obtained from the Fates immorta“Weep not, I will be your mother also." lity for her husband. But immortality ex
While she spoke she imprinted a kiss upon enpts us not from old age; and mortals soon the forehead of the orphan. You will guess, grow old by the side of divinities. Each fa. my Emilia, whether it was a fraternal or ma vour wbich Titon obtained from his celestial ternal kiss; but you may soon decide. For bride added five years to his age; so that ere my part I should think that the emotiou of Aurora bad twelve times enlightened the east, Venus resembled that which I feel near you. she saw her husband bending under the weight
of decrepitude and time. Titon supplicated the Gods to abridge this eternal old age; and the Gods, touched with his sad situation,
changed bim into a grasshopper. Under this | enough to suspect that a beauty rarely recals new form he yet sings with a feeble voice the | her heart except to bestow it upon another. pleasures of his fugitive youth: in a few days, He guessed that Cypris had some secret at. perbaps, I shall mourn like him the evan tachment; and as she passed part of the escent dream of my present happiness.” winter in the Isle of Cyprus, there must be
Adonis sighed and was silent. Venus ten some mystery there, or he did not know woderly embraced him and replied:-"Ah fear He soon learned from his spics that he pot such a change! in my bosom you will
had not mistaken the Goddess. never grow old; my breath will renew thy The jealous God now swore the destruction youth like ever-springing roses."
of Adonis; he lighted up in his soul the fire of These words, followed by enchanting cares
glory, breathed into him the fury of war and ses, reassured Adonis; fear disappeared, and
the thirst of danger. Adonis is no longer the pleasure took its place. From this hour Ve same; he burns to encounter the most furious Dus was inseparable from Adonis; armed like
beasts. That warlike rashness shines in bis bim with a bow and quiver, she followed him
eyes, animates his complexion, and spreads an through forests and across precipices. The
heroic grace over all his person. Never has Queen of Paphos submitted to the laws of
Venus loved him so fondly, never feared so Diana; love suffocated pride in the heart of
much for his life.--" Oh my Adonis!” she a Goddess. If the ardour of the chase some
cries to him, “ whence springs this wild temetimes separated the lovers, they quickly re
rity? Do you prefer Diana to that Venus who joined each other, if only to repeat, “I love
adores you! Cease to seek for combats with thee." - I love you was not then in use; it was
mopsters; be content with the victory of my reserved to our time to distinguish respect
heart. Alas! to day I must leave thee awhile, and tenderness by the application of you and
to take my place in the celestial court; I will thou. Yet when respect and tenderness are soon return, yet I tremble to leave thee. Ah, united, what pronoun must we employ? I
if I am dear to thee, take care of your life, live know not; and I confess to you, my Emilia,
for her who would be denied the consolation that wbile my lips repeat you, my heart says
of dying with you."-At these words she fond. thou. Let not this tacit liberty alarm your ly embraces bim and departs. dignity; is it not by this pronoun we address
Hardly bas her chariot fewn towards Olymthe Supreme Being, and can it be thought | pus, than Mars appears under the form of a deficient in respect when we apply it to the
wild boar. His bristling mane, his menacing person we love?
jaws, his glancing eyes, rekindle the impetu. Venus pow proved the proud consolation of
ous ardour of Adonis; he forgets Venus, forhaving forgotten Apollo. Adonis loved her, I gets himself, Aies like lightening, reaches the and loved for the first time; it was the love | monster, and pierces him with his spear. The of purity and truth. Cypris well knew the furious beast curus upon the young hunter, value of this treasure; she enjoyed it with rends his blooming flesh, and buries bis murtransport, fondly believing that no one existed derous teeth in his thigh. Adonis falls, bathed
in his blood. so happy as herself; but O how fleeting is the bliss which springs from fortunate love!
Zephyrus bears the last cry of her Adonis Already spring had flown to repose in the to the ear of Venus; Venus echoes it, and the Isle of Cyprus, and autumn left the empire of next moment her doves on rapid wing descend the earth to winter, when Mars returned co with her to the ear: h. The distracted Goddess vered with laurels, hoping to find Cypris still rushes over rocks and through thorny brakes, bis own. On arriving be learned the mis- || which tear her alabaster bosom, pierce her understanding wbich existed between Vulcan delicate feet, and half unloose her magic zoue. and his wife, and be deemed it a good omen. She casts herself upon her best beloved, closes But at the freezing reception of Venus bisnis yawning woud, tears off her veil, and hopes vanished, and a crowd of gloomy suspi- | vainly tries to repress with it the gushing cions came in their stead. The God wa wise Il blood which still bursls forth, and runs in