 fly, I follow them!
Adieu!
CHARLES EVELYN.


CHARLES EVELYN TO WILLIAM STANLEY.
SOME French writer says,
That there are men, who are such egotists, that rather than not talk of themselves they wou'd even reveal their failings.
Those men were never in love, or they wou'd have experienced a much higher delight in talking of the object of their affections, than of themselves.

For my part, I can neither think, talk, or write upon any other subject than the

charming Juliana—If you were not a lover, I shou'd fear you wou'd soon grow tired of my correspondence, but as I know you are capable of all the pleasing weaknesses necessarily attendant upon that character, I trust you will indulge me on my favourite topic.
In my last, I gave you a faint sketch of lady Juliana's personal charms, but believe me, Stanley, no pen or pencil can describe the winning softness, and attrac-tive grace, that accompanies her every look and motion—I have seen many elegant women, but she is elegance personified—ipsa forma.
There is a plaintive sweetness in her voice, that wou'd render the most trifling expressions interesting; even a blind man, who did not understand her language, wou'd be enamoured of the sound—She

talks but little, and when she ceases, I feel like our progenitor, when Raphael left off speaking—
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear
So charming left his voice, that he awhile
Thought him still speaking, still stood fixed to hear.

Her words upon every subject on which she converses, are perfectly well chosen, from whence I conclude she has read the best authors in our language; she is a perfect mistress of the French, and Emma says, plays finely on the harpsichord, but has not been prevailed on since she came here to afford us this delight. I have never seen her laugh, and she sighs oftener, than she smiles—she seems to labour under an habitual melancholy, which gives an additional softness both to her looks and manner.—

Do you know that notwithstanding our friendship, I should not be quite easy at your seeing Lady Juliana, if I was not convinced that Lucy has an unbounded power over your affections, and will of course be kind enough to herself, and me, to prevent your becoming my rival. As to the men who are in this house, they are so entirely occupied by their sordid passion for gaming, that I almost doubt whether the united charms of the whole sex could be able to make any impression on them.
