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A Letter of Consolation and Advice from a Friend, to one that is in Love.
SIR,
I Have of late perceived you to give your self up to Melancholy, and shun, as much as in you lyes, the company you formerly so much delighted in, which has not made me, as a friend that highly ten∣ders your felicity, a little inquisitive into the cause; and therein I have been so successfull as to satisfie my self, the cause proceeds from a disappointment in Love, a thing I the least suspected, as not imagining that a person of your firmness and strength of mind could at all be shaken on so frivolous an occasion: yet since it so happens, that you are not proof against the Charms of a beauteous face, what remains but that you pursue the object you so much desire, and let her mow the conquest she has made. Muster up then your drooping spirits, and with a resolution great, like your self, boldly tell her how much you love, and ••erpect to find the like returns. Consider, Woman was but made for Man, and that the most fair, the most proud, and most ambitious of the Sex, have been con∣quered by an adventurous and daring onset, whilst those that pine at a distance, and fear to tell their mind, or press on with bravery to storm, in a manner, the Breasts of their Mistresses. have, after a long obse∣quious attendance, large expence and languishment, seen her fall an easie Conquest to another, whilst they have been lookers on: or if she is not to be wone by reason of a too austeer reservedness, without difficul∣ty call Reason to man you, and be as indifferent as the is coy; and so you will, by degrees, either con∣quer your Passion, or by letting her see she has no