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To the Authors of the British MAGAZINE, GENTLEMEN,
Ylvia, the daughter of an indure little he had acquired by several U trious fariner, was born with all years industry, which Palemon des the beauty which nature could be- termined to increase by the fame arts ftow; her air was greatly fuperior to it had been acquired. Sylvia's perher birth, and good nature fat (mil. fon had attracted his attention : het ing on her countenance ; me was had danced with her at a wake, hadi the object of universal admiration, presented her with a ribbon, and had and the village fwains were always been flat:ered, by the smiles she le. collected about the church-door to stowed on him, to believe he was fee her pass : happy be, and envied not indifferent to her. He found, at by all besides was the man on whom several opportunities he enjoyed of the smiled as me went by
mentioning his passion, a helitation At no great distance from Sylvia and trembling, which always prelived Paleinon, who had been taken vented him, and therefore drterininwhen he was young from his parents ed to write her the following letter, by a neighbouring gentleman, who, " Dearest Sylvia, pleased with the child's phyfiog- "I am but little acquainted with nomy, and having no off-spring of the language of love, however truly his own, had determined to charge I feel its power, and have found myhimself with his education, and settle self at a loss to tell you that your him very advantageously in the charms have made a deep impreffion world. Unhappily for Palemon, in on my heart. You may, perhaps, be a few years after his patron died led to imagine, that this confeffion suddenly, without having made any arises from one of the momentary provision for him in his will; by this starts of passion which beauty geneevent he was obliged to return to rally creates, and is only of a thort his father, after having spent those duration ; but believe me, Sylvia, years at a school, where he had made notwithftanding your personal reSome little progress in the latin lan- commendations, i nould never have guage.
follicited your love, if I had not ob His father, to whom he was an ferved your disposition to be equally only child, died soon after he was of amiable. age, and left him in poffeffion of the “ You have it in your power,
Sylvia, to make me 'the happiest of cumstances, and the morning which mankind. I tremble when I confi- called him to the labours of the field, der that your heart may be engaged, found them as happy as they had' and I may become wretched without ever been. He went with content being able to accuse you of cruelty. to that labour which supported the I mall come, my dearest maid, this woman he loved, and was repaid at evening to your house, and shall his return by emanations of gratithen read my fate in thy eyes. tude and affection from his Sylvia's Heaven grant they tell me that Syl- eyes. He felt a pleasure when he via Mall be mine. I am, with the saw her with their infant off-Spring sincerest affection, your's, &c.” on her lap, which the fons of wealth
It will be necessary only to say, might envy; and connubial felicity that Sylvia's eyes convinced the seemed to have fixed its residence in happy swain that her heart was all their humble cottage. Health Sipiled his own, and that they were soon upon their labours, and dispensed its after united in the tender link. Syl- blessings with a liberal hand, whilst via could give to Palemon nothing decent neatness appeared in every but the most perfect love, and this thing around them. her Palemon would have purchased When they were thus restored by with the wealth of Creesus if he had the lenient power of time to ease and possessed it. They lived the envy of tranquillity, a message came one all around, and happy in each other, morning to Paleinon, which sumsaw nothing in superior circum- moned him with the utmost haste to stances which deserved a wish. Thus a village at some distance. He left day succeeded day 'till an accident his Sylvia with reluctance though but of the most terrible nature happen- for a trilling space, and bad her be ed, which reduced them from the chearful in his absence, which should ambition of their humble wishes to be as short as possible. poverty and want.
When Palemoni arrived at the By some misfortune the farm took place where the messenger was to fire, the greatest part of his cattle conduct him, he was shown into the were destroyed, the hay burnt, and chamber of a fick man, vihom he all that Palemon could truly call his foon discovered to be a person who own was lost. At this melancholy had once lived in the same village reason, the only serenity he could with himself. “ You see here, raid find was in the presence of his be- he to Palemon, a man whom love loved Sylvia ; her siniles secluded the has made as unhappy as a human thoughts of his misfortune, and creature can be, Sylvia, with whony taught him to acquiesce in his con- you are happy, is the cause of all dition ; his own understanding con. my pain. I sought with honour, and vinced him that honest poverty was the most earnest entreaties, her af. no disgrace, and that a reasonable fe&tions, which I could never gain, man should never think himself un- and felt, when your hands were happy whilft he has it in his power united, the severelt pang. If you can to be virtuous, Reflections of this form any idea of the distraction you kind, and the chearfulness which his yourself would have felt if Sylvia, inSylvia for ever wore before him, by stead of yielding to your solicitations, degrees reconciled him to his cire had blessed another with her love,