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LETTERS ON MYTHOLOGY.

TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH OF C. A. DEMOUSTIER.

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LETTER XXV).

! As Proserpine was already in possession, she You know, Emilia, or one day you will jobtained a grant of the first half year --Wbat kaow, that what desolates one woman, fre- an eternity for Venus! But oh! my Emilia, quently consoles another. The death of can you believe it ? Mars continued to sweeten Adonis threw Cypris into despair, and gave the bitterness of that wearisome period. joy to Proserpine. This Queen who was After a faint resistance, she suffered bim to terribly tired of ber kingdom, was enchanted converse with her alone ; she allowed him to to receive there the favourite of Venus; she sympathize in her grief, to mingle his tears was still more encbanted with the certainty i with hers : in fine, she permitted bim to that the Goddess could not pursue her lover console ber. When the six months were over, into Elysium. Venus, who yet wept for her | when Adonis, yet tender and faithful, reAdonis, apprized of Proserpine's project, fell turned from the gloomy shores of Acheron, into the most desperate sadness ; but vexa- he found, alas ! that the absent have always tion soon succeeded to sorrow, and rage to faults. vexation. Her sobs ceased, her tears dried ll. The sad Adonis for a long time deplored vpon her burning cheeks. The daughter of this strange perfidy. He groaned through Ocean flew to Olympus, traversed the crowd | the weight, and complained aloud to Aurora. of Gods, threw herself at the feet of Jupiter, Aurora, touched with his sorrow, repeated it pressed them with her trembling hands, and to Apollo. That God learned with secret vexadissimulatiog no more, exclaimed :

tion, the loves and the infidelities of Venus, “ Yes, my fatber, I loved Adonis ; I loved He remembered former times, and those ten. him. I have lost him, I have lost the youth; der recollections gave birth to jealousy. Coathe charms, the tenderness of my lover : his lcealed behind a cloud, he deceived the vigi. soul yet remained faithful to me, and Proser. I lance of Gallus, who watched over their pine would ravish that from me. Oh, Jupiter! | privacy, and he espied the lovers. The radiant avenge me! restore to me my Adonis! Let God reported it to Vulcan, who, during their him live, that Proserpine may not triumph voluptuous sleep, envelopped Mars and Venus over thy daughter, and her immortality be no ll in a net of nearly impalpable fineness. All longer a burthen." .

Olympus was assembled to behold their waking Jupiter was melted, but ventured not to de- and their confusion. cide so delicate a cause; he referred it to Mars, in a rage, transformed Gallus into a Themis. That immortal virgin, daughter lock, to punish bis negligence. It would seem of Heaven and of Youth, and sister of the that under that new form Gallus became amiable Astrea, wore a fillet over her eyes; vigilant, for every day with the same acwith one hand she held a sword, in the other || curacy, he announces to lovers the uprise of a balance and the mirror of youth.

Phæbus, and Mars, while listening, quits the After having heard Venus and Proserpine, arms of Beauty. Themis decided upon a middle course, and ii Vulcan having raised the net at the prayer decreed that Adonis should pass six months of ll of the Gods, Mars saved himself in the moun. each year upon the earth, and six in Elysium. tains of Thrace, where he has since been This expedient put the rivals in sometbing | adored, and Venus in the isle of Cyprus. like amity; but it was still a question which there she was surprised by a new prodigy: should first enjoy the presence of her lover. ll every day her girdle became straiter, till at length this divine zone refused to encircle her no sooner was be able to totter, than he crept waist. In truth, she was obliged to discard it, | among the woods, sucked the milk of savage until Cupid was born. How much good, animals, and with their substance, he imbibed how much evil shall I not say to you of their ferocity. this God!—but I impose silence on myself at forming a bow of ash-wood, and arrows of present. If your heart deigned to listen to cypress, he essayed them against the beasts me, I would speak to you of love, but what who had nourished him. Assured of his dex. can I teach you? It is only in your train that terity, he exercised them upon men; and I have known Love. You know him already Venus herself was not spared. The darts better than I do, and upon one subject the which struck happy lovers were tipped with scholar is qualified to become the teacher.- gold; those which were to carry coldness or Adieu.

ingratitude to tbe bottom of the heart, were

pointed with lead; but the greater number, LETTER XXVII.

dipped in subtle poison, struck, and continue If you should be told, my Emilia, that to strike, unfortunate lovers. Their wound is there exists a blind boy, armed with poi. often inevitable: nevertheless, Love conceals soned arrows, wbo by a cruel iostiuct dis- 1 his arrows with so much address, Nature and covers his victims, and strikes direct at their the Arts are so faithful to his interests, that heart; that this blind youth wears a bandage Suspicion herself is constantly taken by surover his eyes which possesses the strange! prise. Those fatal arrows find us every where! power of multiplying itself ad infinitum, and in the world, in solitude, in the Powers of a immediately covers the sight of every one bis "nosegay, in the folds of a gauze, in the re. darts have wounded, you would doubtless treat fexions of a glass, in romances, in letters, this recital as a fable or a falsebeod; but if even in friendship-in my friendship perhaps. we should add that the blind boy is of your Although these darts penetrate the very soul, acquaintance, that you frequently lend him it is nearly always by the eyes that they enter. your eyes, and that in return he lends you his | Assuredly there must exist some delicate bandage, your incredulity would give place to fibre whicb serves as a conductor of the surprise Nay, more, if you should be assured, electric flame from the eyes to the heart: in that from the age of fifteen, you bave led the this age of science, where the knowledge of blind archer by the hand, and have yourself our nervous system is pushed so far, 1 trust directed the most burning of his arrows, then some ski/ful anatomist will discover that conperhaps, with a tender smile you would recall ducting fibre; for the moment it can be the friend of Emilia, and would say, “ this proved that the power of Love holds by a blind boy is Love !"

single thread, that thread once cut, adieu to Venus had but just given birth to Cupid, l all the secrets of coquetry, sighs, tears; when Jupiter, reading in bis secret and per glances, smiles, treasons; adieu resentments, fidious face all the sorrows he should one day I fears, suspicions, black children of jealousy! cause, proscribed bim even in his cradle. To || Adieu also to the softer sentiments of tender remore him from the anger of Jupiter, Venus | souls! adieu murmuring sighs, downy kisses. took her son in her arms, and still languish tears and oatlıs ! 'adieu to the happiness of iug, went with her lovely burthen to the lovers! Yet can the repose of indifference forests of the isle of Cyprus. There she soon | compensate for the loss of pleasure? Ah, no! forgot the brilliant pleasures of the heavenly to love, to enjoy, to suffer, this is the lot of court, and gave herself up wholly to the man. So now, let us abandon the project of delights of maternal affection.

our discovery. Could we shelter ourselves, my Yet with all this tenderness for her son, Emilia, from the arrows of Love, he would Venus was not his only purse. If Love bad || still subdue us by the charms of his persua. sucked only the milk of Beauty, his character | sion. No God possesses like him, the talent bad but received a tincture of coquetry; but of insinuating himself into the heart, of embellishing virtue, or of smoothing scruples, naked. When we behold him thus, a delight. and giving to human frailty the colours of ful thought unites itself with the tender invirtue. We are told that his arguments are terest his nudily inspires; we look at him, always unanswerable : I suspect, bowever, and recal the first days of this changing that upon the chapter of morals, he is uot in- world, the beautiful golden age, when he apfallible, and that he reasons of chastity as a peared without shade, without artifice: in these blind man does of colours. At all events, if happy days, the lips pronounced the blissful his logic is not always good, it is amusing,' words, I love, the instant the heart had utter. since it is inspired by Folly, whom Jupiter ed them; the blind boy studied not his timid assigned bim for a conductress. That active discourses, like a certain sweet Emilia who Goddess conducts him to assemblies, to spec- l pretends to save her modesty by throwing over tacles, to balls, to social parties : be ge- it the veil of amphibology, while at the same perally appears at these places in the mas- time her glances, her sighs, her languor, make querade of different dresses; for when be the secrets of her heart but the secret of a assumes not a strange costume the poor little play. -Adieu. urchin is reduced to the necessity of going !

(To be continued.)

· ZARA; OR THE ADVENTURES OF AN ENGLISH WIFE.

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Those who are insensible to great pas-, but female slaves like herself, and eunuchs sions, and have loved with that sincerity which appointed to guard them, and keep them from forms the character of true tenderness, have, the rest of mankind. These mortifying circumwithout doubt, more than once experienced 'stances were too violent to be supported, that all their passions centre in the object of though the beautiful Zara did every thing she their love. A heart in wbicb love reigns the could to soften her afflictions. “ I love you," absolute master, neither sees, acts, nor speaks said she to Elvira, “ as though you were my any thing but through the impressions of that | sister; moderate your grief, and I will endeaself same love. Ambition in such a beart is vour to make your stay in the seraglio as little only a passion to rise itself above others, || irksome as possible." and thereby appear more valuable and con A faithful friend is one of the greatest comsiderable in the eye of its mistress; all the forts we can meet with in affliction ; they other passions tend to the same end.

teach us how to calm our grief, fortify our While the Colonel was thus insensible to souls with courag", and mitigate the greatest erery evil but ibat of being removed from his evils of life. , dear Elvira, this tender lady experienced the Zara would sometimes ask of Elvira the same fate. Her tears flowed in the presence cause of her inordinate grief; but she thought of Zara, who treated her with all possible ten- it not prudent to discover her birth and condi. derness, and obtained of her father tbat she is tion, fearing lest the Dey coming to the know. sbould be constantly with her. Elvira felt | ledge of it, should demand too considerable a nothing from her slavery but the absence of ransom; she dared not even to say that love the Colopel, whom she knew uot what was be- |was the cause of her tears, for if the eunuchs come of, and wbich was a source ofinexhaustible | bad discovered it, they would bave redoubled grief. Shut up in the recesses of a palace, she their vigilance, and have deprived her even of had seen nothing since she had been tbere|| the little liberty she had. She was permitted to walk in the gardens of the seraglio, which, The Dey informed Zara of his intention; she was a very great indulgence to a slave. was charmed with the proposal, not doubting

The grief of Elvira increased every day, but that the liberty which her dear Elvira would having in the course of five months received ' enjoy in the country would dimidish her meno news either from her husband or family. I lancholy. She bastened their departure with She sometimes feared the Colonel was dead, and all expedition, and Osman in vain begged time it was impossible for her to know of the death to put his house in a conditiou fit to receive of her father, as she doubted not but that if the daughter of his sovereign. Zara gave him her parents had been informed of her capti.

but three days, after which she set out for the vity, they would have taken measuris to re.

country with ber beloved companion. Elvira lease her. She therefore coucluded some new was charmed on leaving the palace, in which accident had befallen the Colonel. This cruel she had been shut up for five months. Liberty idea so preyed on her heart, that it had like to has charms capable of soothing the hearts of have put a period to her life. She fell into so even the most unfortunate. Elvira also hoped deep a melancholy, accompanied by so violent that she should be able to procure some news a fever, that she was reduced to the last ex. of the Colonel, and this idea contributed not tremity.

a litile to dispel her melancholy. Zara perThe friendsbip of Zara was so strong that ceived on ber first arrival in this new abode, this beautiful African could not see her dear that her companion was less sorrowful, and Elvira in danger, and not be reduced to the expressed her joy on the cccasion in the most same situation. The Dey, who loved his tender and affectionate manner, she endea. daughter to excess, was in despair at her in

voured to persuade her to banish from ber disposition, and as he knew of ro surer re

mind all ideas that could afflict ber. medy to recover her health, than by promot.

Five or six days had hardly passed in this ing that of Elvira, all possible attention was

| pleasing retreat, when the natural gaiety of paid to the recovery of the slave. The care

Zara began visibly to diminish. Unhappy wbich was taken had in some measure its

mortals! how envious is fortune, who will not effect; but the disorder of Elvira was not of

long suffer you to sip the draught of unthat nature whicb would admit of an entire

mingled pleasure, but to the sweets of honey cure; the fever ceased, but ber melancholy

adds the bitterness of gall! Zara having continued

one evening walked in the gardens longer than The Dey fearing that Elvira might relapse,

usual, retired pensive and thoughtful to her and being unwilling to expose, if possible, the

apartment. Her melancholy, however, did health of his beloved Zara, wbich was entirely

not dimipish her foodness for Elvira ; she established, since Elvira had been declared

embraced her many times, aud while she held out of danger, resolved to send them for some

her in her arms tears stole from her eyes, for weeks to a beautiful country-house, where the

it was in vain she endeavoured to conceal air was much better than that of Tunis. This

them from Elvira. house was situated near the banks of the sea,

“What is the matter, beautiful Zara?" said

-she.--"What is the cause of these tears? why and belonged to one Osman, a Turk, who was a favourite of the Dey.

should you wish to conceal your sentiments Zara always passed some months of the

from me? You are afilicted at something of summer at this house, attended by her slaves,

which I am ignorant, and you will not enand guarded by her eunuchs. She here, bow

trust me with your secret? Can I see you ever, enjoyed very great liberties, and her

aflicted, and be denied my share of your father, who sought every thing that could

grief? Ah! the obligations I owe you, and add to her pleasure, had permitted her to walk

the favours with wbich you daily load me, are in the gardens, though it was neither bounded

too deeply engraven in my heart ever to be by the ocean or enclosed by impregnable

forgotten. Speak to me without disguise, for

the afflicted heart is relieved in proportiou as walls.

we disburt hen it to a friend. Conceal nothing, my passion. I am contented to die since fate perbaps I may be so fortunate as to afford has so ordained it, and even you would have you consolatioa. We are often so possessed been ignorant of a secret which I should have with grief as to be blind to those remedies wbich carried with me to the grave, had you not thus offer themselves, if we will but be prudent forced it from me. I demand of you, howe enough to seek tbem. A heart so sensible to

ever, by all that friendship which you have the touch of misfortunes always magnifies the sworn for me, and by that which I have for evil.”

you, that you will vever reproach my weak. These last words drew a profound sigh from '

ness : it will be in vain for you to attempt to Zara.“ Alas !” said she, “my ills are with

cure it ; the arrow is sunk deep in my heart, out remedy; I resisted the first blow of

and death only can remove it.” barbarous fate, but my resolutious have this

“ Listen to me, Zara,” said Elvira ; " listen day forsaken me. In vain have I endeavoured

to one as unfortunate as yourself; it is not to call reason and glory to my assistance, a

against you I exclaim, it is against that cruel passion more strong than either burries me fate wbich, with an unrelenting hand, obsti. away. I am not able to resist an impression

nately pursues the most virtuous heart. Ah! wbich deprives me of all the resources which

suffer me, that I may with you exclaim Tin vain seek for in the reflections I make on

| against that destiny which draws the dark the fightful state to which I am reduced.”

veil of grief and despair over the gayest season “ I know not,” said Elvira, “how to com

of our lives; what, is not the profound solitude prehend you. You speak like persons whose

in which we here live, sufficient to secure the misfortunes proceed from love ; but the re 1 beart from this violent passion! Barbarous cluse manner in which you live convince me fortune! must Zara be as wretched as Elvira." of the fallacy of that conjecture. To be in

| In finishing these exclamations the idea lore we must first see the object, but you see of the Colonel aff cted her so strongly, that nobody here."

sighs interrupted her words; she would have Eivira would have said more, but Zara said more but ber voice failed her. The situseizing her hand, tenderly said to her in a ation of Zara was as deplorable as that of feeble trembling voice :-" Alas! my dear, Elvira : these two amiable unfortunates sat it is too true; I love, and I am fixed in my whole hours together looking at each other, love for life. But it is too little to say I love, land tenderly embracing without uttering a I adore the object that has captivated my || word. Zara broke silence first. heart. To him I would contentedly sacrifice | “ Cease," said she to Elvira, “ to augment my grandeur, my riches, and the nobleness of my affliction by yours; I am fully sensible of my birth; contented with his tenderness, the the marks of your friendship, and do not fear most abject state would appear to me a para- l that I ever shall abuse them ; I shall never dise. After baving told you this much, my 1) expect you to second my wishes in the gratidear Elvira, I must not conceal from you the fication of my passion, I ask only that you will rest of my weakness. This object of my heart is pity me, and excuse my weakness, with which no more than a slave, who is employed in the li you will not long be troubled. I perceive it coltivation of these gardens.”

will be impossible for me to support the grief “ What do I hear !” said Elvira, with an air | which preys upon me, and I am resolved svon of surprise ; " is it possible "

to put a period to my pains." “ Stop Elvira," said Zara, interrupting her “ Just Heaven! what a design !” exclaimed confidant; “I have said every thing to my. Elvira.—“Ah! I will not suffer you to exe. self wbich you can say to me; if you love me cute it. Is that the friendship which you do not augment my grief; I am already un | have promised me? Will you tben abandon fortunate, and need not your loading me with your Elvira to calamities greater than those reproaches. I demand not your pity, I ask she bas already experienced? What will behot your assistance, or that you should Aatter come of her as soon as you shall be no more?

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