Several letters; containing the amours of 1. The unfortunate dutchess; or, The lucky gamester. 2. Love after enjoyment; or, Fatal constancy. 3. The unhappy mistake; or, The fate of cross'd loves. Written by Mr. Cr----rd, gent.

THE Unhappy Mistake, &c.

Sirena to the Lovely Timandra.

THAT Journal you sent me of your Amours, has confirm'd me your debtor: I grieve your Misfortune, and the death of that constant Lover Adrastus, and am sorry that Minoya fell by the hand of a Man he had so long honoured and esteem'd. But to repay part of that Sum I owe, take the fol∣lowing Account, with the Truth of every Acci∣dent, as far as my memory could serve me. And as I believe you have conceal'd nothing from me, so you will find me a very plain dealer in mine, and my order the same, in which you deliver'd yours, without the tedious preambles of Birth, Education, &c. with many other trivial Cir∣cumstances, which relate not at any time to the story of my Love, or to your Divertisement, which is my only aim.

My Father (the Duke of Xensa) wearied out with the weight of several Employments, in which he had long officiated, and after several Services done to his Prince and Friends, at last retir'd to

his pleasant Country Seat, situated near a calm Sea, but distant Seven or Eight days Journey from Coloa (the Metropolis of Fabria) made rich, by the constant Court and Bounty of Ziphares the present Soveraign. At this time I had reach'd the thirteenth Year of my Age, and you may think perhaps, I was too Young to be sensible of that mighty Passion, Love. But this I know, that for two Years before my Father had abandon'd the Court, I felt a certain tenderness for the Young Martius; and if I had not all those little cares and pleasant pains which riper flames inspire, I knew nevertheless what it was to grieve at part∣ing. His Father (the Duke of Mangroa) had lost a Brother (the Count Torrusco) by Xensa's hand, from which an irreconcilable feud had commenc'd between our Families. But Heav'n (that often Blinds and infatuates those whom it designs to punish) permitted the Children to be possess'd with thoughts quite different from those of their Parents; for the Charming Indoretta (Mangroa's only Daughter) had already made my Brother a Prisoner to her Beauty. I was too sen∣sible of this seeming union, and (tho' Young) forbore not to flatter my self with the hopes of coming Happiness. The Lovely Martius fail'd not to contribute to the deceit, and to give me a Charming description of the World, e're my Journey in it was half begun; and show'd me all the sweets of Love, without its bitter allays. His Sister spoke for him, and by the same Priviledge and Example, I recommended Artaxus as my Brother, and her Lover.

What opportunities we had were stole with hazard, consequently short, and imploy'd to the

best Advantage. Our Mothers were both privy to what past, and equally favour'd our growing passions. This was a Heav'n of pleasure to what I felt, when I saw my self confin'd to a Coun∣try House, and all those Blessings lost; I valu'd each moment of the time past at a double price, and imagin'd, that whole Years of Conversation wou'd impart the same Joys those stol'n hours had given. My Brother felt an equal pain, the fair Indoretta was the Object of all his thoughts, the Mistress of his Soul, and the end of all his wishes. He wou'd often (sighing) complain of that Obe∣dience, he was forc'd to pay to his Father. Ah Sirena! (wou'd he cry) were thy Charms as powerful, as those of the lovely Indoretta, the gen'rous Martius had e're now follow'd us into the Country, and tho' his Father (stubborn as my own) is averse to any alliance with our Fa∣mily, he had certainly found out a time to see us, and I had known what thoughts the Charming Fair had of me. But sure he loves not! and for∣gets to plead my Cause. I had all those pains for the absence of Martius which my Brother express'd, but hid them so carefully, that he thought they proceeded only from a sense of his Suffer∣ings.

In the mean time my Father had other resoluti∣ons, which he strove speedily to accomplish. Count Bonzeda liv'd in Mangroa's House, which was divided from ours only by our adjoyning Gar∣dens. And tho' Xensa hated his friend, he had no aversion for him; because he was a Man of a vast Estate, much in his Princes favour, and had all those Advantages, which in this Age serve to recommend a Husband. He had been a

Widower five Years, but more remarkable for being the Brother of the Lovely Manderina. The Count had seen me, and lov'd; my Father (because it serv'd his interrest) was pleas'd to see that Passion he had for me, and without consult∣ing my inclinations, the Match was immediately resolv'd upon. Artaxus (who fear'd nothing more than the loss of his Indoretta) was sensibly afflicted at these proceedings, and saw how far this Marriage wou'd make against his interest that way. He complain'd of me, and of his Fortune, and us'd all the Arguments that could perswade a Young Heart (fond of another Man) to disobedience and hatred. My Father fail'd not to observe my indifferency, but mistaking the Cause, attributes all to Modesty, and flatters me into compliance. I begg'd some time to con∣sider of it, and he (without thinking it severity, or opposite to my real sentiments of Bonzeda) al∣low'd me only fourteen days; and with a serious Countenance told me, he expected then an an∣swer that should speak me an Obedient Daughter, and if otherwise, I might for ever look upon him as my Enemy.

I acquainted Artaxus with what had past, and he (no longer doubting his own misfortune) Swore Bonzeda shou'd bleed to prevent the mis∣chief; he still hop'd that Martius lov'd me, and believ'd, if once I was Marry'd to another, he shou'd lose all reasonable pretences to the Charm∣ing Indoretta. His grief added sensibly to mine, and tho' my fears told me that Young Mangroa had forgot me; I endeavour'd nevertheless to perswade Artaxus to write to him, and to ac∣quaint him with the state of affairs. He was at

first unwilling, because it argu'd weakness to de∣sire an Alliance of this Nature, with a Man that had by his long silence shown his aversion, (or at least indifferency) but then remembring, that I advis'd him mostly (as he thought) for his own quiet and satisfaction, and that the esteem I had for Martius, was founded upon that relation he had to Indoretta, but above all, rememb'ring the Charms of that Fair one, he was at last o'recome, and sent him a Letter to this pur∣pose.

HAd Sirena been but half so fair as the Lovely Indoretta, or had Martius Lov'd like Artaxus, Coloa had e're now been without the best of men, and Mangroa's House had not been possess'd by Bonzeda alone, who in this fatal absence, has prevail'd upon my Father's easie Na∣ture, to bestow his Daughter upon him. Haste then to the Country, to redeem a Mistress almost lost, and to save a Friend, who lives only for the Divine Indoretta, and for you.

Artaxus.

The Letter was sent to a Friend of my Bro∣ther's at Coloa, and we numbred the Minutes of each day, in expectation of an Answer, and to our grief, saw the end of those prescrib'd me; but no return from this absent Youth. My Bro∣ther was all rage, mutter'd Revenge against Martius, and Swore the affront shou'd never be forgot.

In the Evening, the Duke (accompany'd by Bonzeda) came to my Chamber, and ask'd how

I had entertain'd that proposition he had made me, and if I was dispos'd to show my Obedience, by my ready consent to the Count's Happiness? I blush'd and trembl'd at the unwelcome sound; yet even then I had all that aversion for Martius, which love neglected could inspire; I imputed all my present torments to his infidelity and un∣kindness, and was even ready to pronounce his Name, so much he possess'd my Soul, when Xen∣sa (who from Silence argu'd the instability of my mind, and concluding it convenient to ap∣ply mild Arguments to my stagg'ring resolutions) in kind words, set before me the Advantages that attended this Match, the Count's Love, and every thing that might prevail with a Woman of my Years. Then seeing me still silent, come (said he, and taking Bonzeda by the hand,) we must not expect too much from a Young maid; Silence is a Woman's best Rheto∣rick, and their eyes ought to express the Senti∣ments of their Hearts, especially in affairs of Love. My Daughter (no doubt) knows what value to set upon your merit, and has sufficiently weigh'd my Commands, a few days shall com∣pleat your Happiness, and in the mean time leave the Burden of the management to my Strength. This said, he left me, and I cou'd ob∣serve the Count well pleas'd with my seeming modesty.

Artaxus enter'd as soon as they were gone, and I (drown'd in Tears) told him my liberty wou'd shortly be no more; and I was doom'd a Victim to my Father's Ambition, or mistaken judgment. He sigh'd, and faintly said, Oh unkind Marti∣us! Oh my Divine Indoretta! Wou'd to Hea∣ven

I cou'd love thee less—yet thou de∣serv'st greater services than I am able to pay thee, tho' for thy sake I parted with my life. We complain'd of Fortune, of our Stars, and spoke every thing, grief, love, and anger could inspire. I wish'd for the happiness of seeing Martius once more languish at my feet, that I might have the power of Revenging that injury he had done me. And Artaxus swore he'd ride Post to Coloa, that with his Sword he might teach him to remember him.

While thus in pain we consum'd the tedious hours, my Mother enter'd. She discover'd in our Faces too many signs of our inward thoughts, and (after she had kindly chid us for concealing our Cares from her) offer'd all she thought might give us some relief. Artaxus threw himself at her feet, and conjur'd her to have pity on his weakness, and to remember, that Love he had for the Fair Indoretta before he left Coloa; that it was what he could not o'recome, to lose her was to be eternally miserable, and that to pre∣vent all that mischief which threatned destructi∣on to his Love, nothing was more expedient, than to put a stop to my Marriage with Count Bonzeda. The tender Mother was sensibly griev'd for the pains of her Children; she knew the Duke's humor, and how little power she had o∣ver him, but willing to contribute all she cou'd to our happiness, she bid us rely upon her Con∣duct, and in the mean time not to be distracted, with a confus'd prospect of what was to come, for that was to weave a long and tedious Web of Cares, which one thought, or kind word, was a∣ble to unravel, and we wou'd afterwards laugh

at those Bug-bears our fears had made. Her words obtain'd that end for which they were design'd; and we enjoy'd that peace of Mind, which much hope in midst of danger can be∣stow.

Night had her Curtains half asunder drawn, and that faint light appear'd, which speaks the coming of the welcome day. The longing Birds were flutt'ring from their Nests, and labourers weary with their former toyls, began to think of others now at hand. When Artaxus (whom Love had robb'd of sleep) sent to me, and ac∣quainted me, that he design'd for Zenitha, (a small Village three Miles from our House) and therefore desir'd me not to expect his Company till Night. He often went to this pleasant little Town, and the Duke (though bred a Courtier) had that regard to Religion, which men wise and honest (without Biggotry) ought to have, and told him, he shou'd be glad to see him often pursue the same road, because in the morning I might hear a Mass or two, and in the Afternoon spend some hours in Conversation with the Ab∣bess, who was his particular Acquaintance, and a Woman that deserv'd that imployment (or Post) in the Church, to which his friendship had advanc'd her. Madam, that I may give you the story in that Order in which 'twas acted, permit me to tell you what happen'd to Artaxus before he return'd.

When he had drove about half way, he en∣ter'd into a pleasant Wood upon a River's side; it was yet early day, and the Dew lay shining on the mossy Banks. No noise was to be heard, but that of a gentle Wind which ruffled 'mongst the

Leaves, and play'd with every tender yielding Bough; the place (you'd thought) for happy Lovers made, and so much sweetness Charm'd each sense, 'twas of force enough to inspire those with a certain desire, who had ne're been sensi∣ble of a flame, and made them wish for some∣thing which they wou'd possess; even when they scarce knew what it was they wanted.

My Brother having seated himself, (after he had forbidden his Servants to enter the Wood) began the faint remembrance of his past Happi∣ness, and then form'd a lively Idea of his pre∣sent miseries. He complain'd of Young Man∣groa, and sigh'd for the Charming Indoretta. That Silence which reign'd in the place, contri∣buted to his melancholy, and every Shade which was within his view serv'd for so many Charms to inflame and heighten Love. While thus he sat and mourn'd his cruel destiny, begging of Hea∣ven a quick relief, and making Vows unto the Gods, as if on Love all happiness depended. He heard a faint groan which seem'd but a few pa∣ces from him. This accident surpriz'd him, but more when he perceiv'd at the Root of a rugged old Oak (which extended its Arms to welcome the noble guest) a Man nobly drest and asleep. His Curiosity tempted him to stay, and having posted himself behind an opposite Tree, he had not waited long before the stranger awak'd, who (after a few deep sighs) with a Voice that Charm'd the very Heavens, and set the Gods a list'ning, sung to himself the following Lines.

1.

Ah! too fond Youth! Why dost thou mourn For one that loves not thee? Her Heart does for another burn, Ah! happy! happy! He! Oh! lovely Maid! couldst thou but know, How much for thee I undergo!

2.

Could'st thou but see how Martius lies, Beneath this lonesome Tree, No other Covert but the Skies, And all for love of thee. Sirena sure shou'd kinder prove, And give me pity, if not love.

'Tis impossible, Madam, to express my Brother's thoughts upon this occasion; but having consi∣dered them since, from that account he gave me, I find joy was the o'reruling Passion; for a sud∣den faintness seiz'd him, and he could have re∣main'd immoveable upon the place, if he had not perceiv'd his long-wish'd-for Friend (who yet had not seen him) about to depart. This a∣wak'd him from his extasie; and having caught my Lover in his Arms, Ah! Martius (cry'd he) are not my Eyes deceived? And do I really Embrace the Brother of my Lovely Indoretta? The handsome Youth (surpriz'd with the unex∣pected happiness) was at first unable to reply. he hugg'd his Friend, gaz'd upon him, embrac'd again, and said, Oh! Artaxus, Can you par∣don

my long absence, and seeming infidelity? is Indoretta's Brother welcome to Sirena's? Is the Lovely Maid well? And can Count Bonze∣da be preferr'd to the Constant Martius? Young Xenxa (after he had again embrac'd him) in few words related what I have already Written, and begg'd he'd repay the Complement with one of the same nature; the Youth told him, that his present happiness so Charm'd his Soul, he cou'd not admit the remembrance of past ills, without a palpable abuse of that present favour his relenting Fortune had bestow'd upon him. But that the Brother of Sirena shou'd not com∣mand any thing which he would not obey; he thereupon began as followeth. Where by the way, Madam, you may observe in his haste, that impatiency which possess'd him, till he reach'd the end.

WHen you left Coloa, all that was pleasant in it fled; Sirena was no more to be seen, and consequently nothing to which I had not an aversion. The Duke observ'd my melan∣choly, and often ask'd the Cause; but seeing no hopes of discovering on't that way, he complain'd to a Young Lady who was always with my Sister. She was a Woman of a piercing Wit, violent in her Inclinations, given to Jealousie, and would stick at nothing, (how dangerous soever) if it conduc'd to her pleasure, or in the least serv'd her ambition. But to attone for these faults, she was Beautiful to a wonder, could dissemble to a miracle, and had all those Arts the most subtle of her Sex e're knew; add to these seeming Ad∣vantages, Quality, and a vast Fortune; for she

was the Earl of Sirama's only Daughter, who dying in her infancy, had left her an Estate sufficient to support her Rank in the World, e're she was oblig'd to't.

Ericis (for that was the Lady's Name) was glad of this opportunity, and fail'd not to let my Father know (for Indoretta's confidence in her seeming Friendship, had made her Mistress of the secret) what otherwise I had eternally kept from him. This sensibly displeas'd him, and having found me in the Garden, (after he had by his looks taught me what to fear) Martius (said he) must my Enemy still Triumph over me? Have I no other to betray me but my own Son? And must the Author of Turrusco's death, ruin the Honour of his Brother? No, Young Man! Yours nor your Sister's madness has not yet infected the Father, and the Event of a few days shall let you know, how far your Love is inconsistent with your Reason and Interest. This said, he left me in that amazement the unlook'd-for discovery justly gave. I suspected the weakness of Indo∣retta's tender Nature, and judg'd he had by threatnings drawn this confession from her. But as I was about to conclude her guilty, she enter'd the Arbour where the Duke had left me. Tears trickled from her Eyes, her Beauties languish'd, and the lovely kind Calisto felt not half her pains, nor blush'd so much, tho' when in Streams a∣mongst the happier Nymphs, she bath'd and wanton'd 'till her fault was known. I soon guest the cause, and told her how far I had shar'd in all her Misfortunes, and was not wanting in my part of this. Ah! Brother (cry'd she) can you forgive me? 'Twas I betray'd the secret, in trust∣ing

to the perfidious Ericis, she alone knew it, and 'tis she only that has ruin'd us. My grief for the accident, had not banish'd my pity from an affectionate Sister; to ease her therefore, I conceal'd a great part of my pain, and perswad∣ed her to have the same esteem in appearance for the Young Countess of Sirama, she had former∣ly shown in earnest.

Some days after, the Duke told me he had consider'd my weakness, and was now re∣solv'd to provide for me a Wife, that (tho' Young) was acquainted with the World, and would stu∣dy to preserve the Honour of his Family, which I had so evidently endanger'd, by a passion of which none but Madmen would be guilty. This discourse almost o'return'd my Obedience; and I was ready to return him an answer, that had spoke the lessening of my Duty, when he (who already perceiv'd the effect it had wrought) de∣ny'd me the liberty, and on a sudden cry'd; Son remember who lays this Command upon you, that in the Afternoon you wait upon the Coun∣tess of Sirama, look upon her as the Woman I have design'd for my Daughter, her Fortune ex∣ceeds your Merit, and consider I have mine at my disposal. This most sensibly afflicted me; she was the Woman who had begun my misery, and whom I now saw destin'd to prolong the Scene. The Dutchess remain'd passive in the affair, and griev'd nothing more than the affliction of her Daughter, who yet believ'd her Artaxus innocent, and lov'd as much as Virtue could allow.

In the Evening I waited upon my new Mi∣stress, who (tho' she was perfectly skill'd in the

Art of dissimulation) receiv'd me with that sa∣tisfaction, which discover'd it self in most of her Actions. After some discourse in which Love had the least share, she (with a seeming and feign'd tenderness) told me, she had seen the Duke very much out of humour for some days past, that she was sorry for his mistake, because she was perswaded I had never entertain'd any thoughts for Xensa's Daughter; who besides her Father's hatred to our Family, had departed from Coloa too Young to be sensible of any such flame; that she hear'd some days ago that she was Mar∣ry to Count Bonzeda, and the Young Duke was passionately in Love with his Sister the fair Man∣derina. Tho' I suspected the Author of Malice, yet the story carry'd so much of a seeming truth and probability in it, I was unable for some time to answer. But at last recollecting my self, Ma∣dam, (said I) you hold a Correspondence it seems with Mangroa's Daughter; for Bonzeda (tho' my Relation) has not yet acquainted me with as much. However I'm glad to hear of his prudent Choice, and that Artaxus weighs his own interest and his Father's Commands; for I must confess I harbour not one thought for that Family, which is not exactly correspondent to the height of Friendship. The dissembling Fair seem'd satisfied with the Truth of what I said, and we parted for that time, I full of grief, and she of hopes.

At night I felt all those pains unhappy Lo∣vers know, I griev'd my Fathers ill nature, but more the loss of Sirena; I look'd on Artaxus as a Man unjust and no more my Friend, and tho' I did not firmly believe all that Ericis had told

me, yet it gave sufficient ground for doubts and fears to grow upon; and to doubt the loss of what we Love, brings more of Torment, than a real privation of all we possess besides. To this I added, that Bonzeda had conceal'd his hap∣piness from me by Mangroa's order. In the Morning I saw Indoretta, but as yet conceal'd from her my new griefs, and resolv'd to compleat my ruine, or begin my better Fortune, by a sure knowledge of what had past. I Writ to you (my dear Friend) a Letter, the words of which I still remember.

THis unkind silence favours the report (now current in Coloa) of your Addresses to the fair Manderina, Bonzeda's Sister and your happy Neighbour. I live for the Lovely Sirena, and if she is now possess'd by another, confirm the truth by your answer, that I may be certain of my doom. I shall no longer complain of Mangroa or Xensa, and especially of the first, whose aversion to your Family seems justly grounded, since Ar∣taxus is become guilty, and shares in his Father's Nature. Indoretta (if you regard the news I know not) still remembers you.

Martius.

Just as I had Writ it Furinus enter'd, I need not tell you, my dear Artaxus, the esteem I had for this Young Man, let it suffice, that he possess'd that place in my Friendship, which was next to that I always kept for the Brother of Sirena; and tho' he was something related to Ericis, and high in her favour, I had nevertheless all that confi∣dence

in him which I then Judg'd his merit claim'd as due. He soon perceiv'd that Grief under which I labour'd, and offer'd all those Re∣medies I could expect from the best of Friends. 'Tis natural to all men opprest with grief and sorrow, to communicate their pains to others, either because the burden seems divided when a∣nother feels a part, or else because we are ready (like sinking Mariners) to hope for some re∣lief, and grasp at any thing that first presents it self, without examining if it can contri∣bute any thing to our ease or safety. Thus I de∣luded my self; and the Young Man (when I had told him all) with a seeming kindness, of∣fer'd to convey my Letter to a trusty Friend of his at Zenitha; who would undoubtedly put it into your hands, with that secresie and conduct which the affair requir'd. I was heartily pleas'd with the opportunity, not knowing whom to trust, and after I had conjur'd him to remem∣ber how much my Happiness depended up∣on what he had undertaken for me, we parted.

A few hours after, the Duke sent his Page to acquaint me, that the Young Countess was with my Sister. I knew the weight of that Mes∣sage, saw it impossible to shun her Company, without a manifest token of disobedience; and went into the Room with all those pains which Dedalus e're knew, when through the Air he boldly took his way, and saw the Object of his hopes behind, unwing'd and sinking, and all the pleasures of a dear bought Liberty, dash'd by the absence of his better part.—Indoretta (who knew how much my Nature was averse to this dissembling Fair) strove to give me all that

ease which was within her Power, and forgot not to entertain my unwelcome Mistress with a thousand little indifferent Stories, to divert that necessity which had otherwise fal'n upon me, of entertaining her with another Subject, to which I had no inclination. Ericis fretted much at my Sister's seeming kindness, and could have been satisfied with half that care she show'd to please her. She often fix'd her Eyes on mine, and wou'd, with a smile (mixt with Jealousie and An∣ger) frequently tell me I was a constant Lover, or a Man altogether insensible of a tender flame, and that perhaps I mourn'd a loss which might with ease be repay'd. I answer'd coldly to what she said, and often let her know by my looks, that all she spoke was unwelcome. This vex'd her to the Heart, she knew her self handsom, of a sufficient Fortune, and was Distracted when she saw her Charms neglected by a Man, for whom she had us'd so many Arts to please, and I found by the Duke's frowns next day, how far she had resented my indifferency.

Thus I liv'd for some time, felt a present pain, and had but a very confus'd prospect of a kinder Fortune. When Furinus (for whom I oft had wish'd) came to see me, and gave me that Let∣ter, from which I long had hop'd for some re∣lief.

THat story which has reach'd your Ears at Coloa, is a part of that truth which is act∣ing at Xensa; and errs in nothing, but that Sirena is not yet possess'd by Count Bonzeda. As for that aversion which Mangroa entertains for our Family, 'tis no more than what Artaxus ought to

have for yours, if he be sensible of his own Merit, and your Treachery.

Artaxus.

'Tis impossible, my Friend, to express all those different Passions which possest me, when I read this counterfeited Mark of your sudden Change. I thankt Furinus (who was seemingly sorrowful for me) and own'd my self his Debtor for that care he had shown; swore Sirena should possess my Heart no more, that it had been too long a Slave to that false Fair One, who had so soon forgot my Services, and whole Years of Love; and that Artaxus should bleed, and with his Life attone for his fault.

I acquainted Indoretta with the Misfortune, and she bore it with that patience which becomes a Virgin Love. However I had not fail'd to acquaint you how sensible I was of the injury you had done me, and had at least been satisfi∣ed how I became treacherous to a Man I had esteem'd so much, if a sudden Feaver had not put a stop to my Resolution, and prevented my intended Journey. Mangroa (tho' fix'd in the pursuit of any thing he had once begun) was nevertheless affrighted with my Danger, and al∣most repented the unkindness done me. But my distemper at last encreasing, he (now full of Fears) seated himself upon my Bed's side, and (like a tender Mistress weeping o're her wound∣ed Lover) confess'd his Cruelty, and begg'd my Pardon, with a thousand Assurances, that (if kind Heav'n restor'd me to my health) Sirena shou'd be mine. He'd humble himself even be∣yond

his Nature, and beg for Friendship from the Man he hated; that former quarrels now shou'd be no more, and all his interest shou'd yield to my future happiness, than which he knew not a greater. The Brother's unkind Letter had rais'd my Anger, and mov'd my sleeping Griefs, but had not weakned or destroy∣ed my Love, and the fair Sister still possest my heart; for when most I strove to raze her from my Soul, the all-conquering Maid with double force return'd; wonder not then if this restor'd my health, for hope from Love can never be divided, and Indoretta's Tears kept back my Soul, when on the Wing and eager for its Flight.

When I was recover'd, a new Misfortune befel me; for Mangroa suddenly lost the best of Wives, and I the kindest Mother Nature e're had made; my Sister had all that sorrow e're possest a tender loving Daughter, who griev'd the death of a kind Parent, and the Countess of Sirama was the only Person that rejoyc'd; for in her she lost an Enemy, and one who had favour'd my Passion for the lovely Daughter of cruel Xensa, her Rival in all her Virtues, and one who notwithstanding of her absence and seeming Cruelty, was dearer to me than health to those who suffer deadly Pains, a calm to Sea∣men wearied with the Winds, to Travellers rest, or Men condemn'd Reprieves. Had Paris lov'd his Helena so well, or had she been but half so sweet, so good, as blest Sirena to my view appear'd, a thousand Years of Famine and of War, Ripes, Butcheries, continued Scenes of Blood, with the Destruction of his House and

Country, had prov'd a price too low for so much Beauty. The gods themselves had fought for hap∣py Troy, and the young Man successful prov'd in Arms, old Priam's Seat immoveable had been, his Houshold gods and Children had been safe, and Agamemnon had return'd with loss. Those hopes the Duke had given me, were as so many Arrows from the God of Love, and Grief (a mighty passion in it self) serv'd now to raise a greater in my Breast.

Ericis came frequently to see my Sister, and tho' Mangroa seem'd inclinable to favour that Passion I had for the Daughter of his Enemy, yet he had not fully laid aside his first Resoluti∣on; and judging that a present Beauty, and long absence wou'd work my Cure, he made use of gentle Remedies, and told me it was not ho∣nourable so soon to abandon a Lady's service, after I had confess'd her my Mistress; that it was convenient I shou'd often wait upon her, lest Xensa or his Friends might apprehend the cause of this sudden alteration in his humour, and think his friendship the effect of Necessity not Choice. Where the power of being Active or Passive is left to our selves, how far so ever the thing be opposite to our Inclinations, we per∣form it with ease and some pleasure; and this proceeds from that aversion we have to restraint, and our Love of liberty; for we are all born Free, and have a right to all things, and not to continue in this State, is a privation of our own Strength, and argues our weakness in not being able to surmount, or remove that difficul∣ty or impediment, which denies or bars us from Enlargement. Besides we naturally have some

respect for those who contribute to the success of our Love, tho' they did it without design, or with an intention wholly to destroy it. Think it not strange then that I could now look upon Ericis, with an air much differing from that she had formerly seen. The false Fair seem'd pleas'd with this change, and concludes the answer of my Letter had wrought it; and fail'd not to acquaint the Duke how much I obey'd, who every Day by his looks confess'd his Satis∣faction. These I took for so many natural Signs of his kindness, and failed not to flat∣ter my self, so far as to believe he wou'd for∣get nothing, that might advance that friend∣ship he design'd with Xensa; and as 'tis impossi∣ble to Love where there is no hope, it followeth that to hope much is to feed the Flame, and make it rage to more unruly Fires.

Things were thus, when a Happiness I ne're had hop'd befel me; for one Night as I came from a Ball at Court, (where my Friends had detain'd me too long) I saw at a small distance (by the help of his Flambeaux's) the rambling Fernanthus Duke of Meroa. I knew his hu∣mour, and (not resolv'd to turn Scowrer that Night) endeavour'd to avoid him, and therefore softly plac'd my self, at the first door which offer'd; but as I began to rest upon it I found it fled, and gave me access to the House unlook'd for. I was at first surpris'd, but more when I heard a Woman, in a low Voice, cry, Sir, Sir, are you come? I presently recollected my self, and answer'd Yes, e're she had fully pronounc'd her last Words. She took me by the Hand, and (without any Lights) led into a Room, where

another leaping from the Bed caught me in her Arms, and cry'd, Ah my dear Youth! Why have you staid so long? Know you not how much these unkind delays shorten the Scenes of Love, and Day appears e're you have trod the Stage? I made no reply, but seem'd impatient of the coming Heav'n, half naked on the downy Bed she lay, her Arms expanded ready to receive me, breath'd short and sigh'd, then ask'd me why I staid, and by a rapture known to burn∣ing Youth, anticipated what shou'd be jointly shar'd, and give to both an equal part of Heav'n. I soon undress'd, and kiss'd the long∣ing She, ran o're the Field of Love with eager transports, melted with sudden Pleasures and too much of Bliss, and languish'd e're my Joys were half begun. The kind one smil'd, and sigh'd at what was past, and us'd those ways which kindle or excite to a new Love the drowsie fainting Soul. She caught my trem∣bling Body in her Arms, kiss'd me, and said, Can you be kind no more, has too much Love destroy'd our mutual Bliss, and has Furinus no more Joys in store? Thus wou'd young Martius with Sirena done, the sudden leap to happiness had drown'd his Soul in Extasie, and made de∣sire weak. But those to whom long practice gives the art of taming by degrees unruly Flames, should know the way to better, longer Loves—Yet stay, my Dear, (added she in another tone) what effects will that counterfeited answer pro∣duce, does he forget Sirena now? And does the Countess of Sirama triumph o're that successful Beauty? Her immodesty had mov'd my wonder, but these last words surpris'd beyond belief; and

'twas no longer in my choice to doubt whom it was I had embrac'd, and to prevent that disco∣very which a longer Discourse had certainly pro∣duc'd, I renew'd those Joys for which she long'd, and by my Love supply'd the want of Words. While thus we dallied, and height of Pleasure fill'd the Fair Ones Soul, I stole a Ring, and for it left my own. Then leaping from the Bed (with a Voice much differing from that of Martius) I bid the Maid farewel, and tho' she knew not whom she then had blest, I left her nevertheless satisfied, that she had bestow'd her Favours upon a Man, for whom she had not meant them. Her Woman, who waited upon the Stairs, knew nothing of the matter, and with soft steps taught me the way, whispering in my Ear that I had not staid my usual hour, yet hop'd I I was in health; as she open'd the Street Door, a Man muffled in his Cloak rush'd in, caught Pandora in his Arms, (for that was the Maid's name) and cry'd, Is thy Mistress well? Why was the Door no sooner open'd to an impatient Lover? The Wench, without any surprise ask'd him what he meant, and assur'd him he had mistaken the House, adding, her Mistress was a Person of Quality, knew him not, nor would she be disturb'd at an hour so unseasonable. Ha, (reply'd he with a louder Voice) is Furinus al∣ready forgot, and is it for this, I have betray'd young Mangroa? At this I suddenly leapt for∣wards, and drawing my Sword, Know Sir, (said I) Martius has a Friend shall punish this Trea∣chery. He (without any reply) retir'd into the Streets, I follow'd, and after a few thursts had past between us, his perfidious Soul at last

ow'd its passage to my Sword, and left his body motionless behind.

When I came home, the Duke was gone to Bed, and none were witnesses of my long stay, but those of my own Servants who waited for me. 'Tis impossible to express those Joys this Night brought me. I saw Artaxus still my Friend, was perswaded Sirena had not then for∣got me, and doubted not but that the answer of my Letter was forg'd by Ericis, with the as∣sistance of that young Man whom I had now punish'd for his Perfidy.

In the morning the Fair One came to see my Sister, and I was surpris'd to find in her Coun∣tenance, not one sign of grief or inward Distur∣bances. The Duke soon after enter'd the Room, and I was oblig'd to a greater Compli∣ance than any I had yet shown; she was hearti∣ly pleas'd with my looks, and if she had any real Torment for the loss of her Lover, she let me know by her Behaviour, she enjoy'd a plea∣sure that o're-rul'd her Griefs, and hopes of possessing a new Lover of greater Quality, and (as she thought) Master of more Charms, was able to attone for the death of one, whom fre∣quent Loves had rendred stale and homely to the view. But that which most she fear'd was, that he who had supply'd his place was not ig∣norant of her Quality, and might disclose the secret, for the loss of her Ring could not be ea∣sily digested. But this trouble also fled, and the present appearance of better Fortune, (like the Sun-shine of a new Day) dispell'd from her thoughts, the remembrance of that Storm and Horrour which had rag'd the preceeding Night.

In the mean time, credit this sudden Change in my Fortune which followeth.

My Father (now a Widower) began to to entertain some thoughts, to which he had been long a stranger, and eas'd me of my feign'd Courtship, by the reality of his own; he forgets to bid me wait upon Ericis, attones for my in∣differency by a passion truly violent, and pra∣ctis'd all those little Arts, which are inseparable Companions of growing Love. I observ'd this Change, but conceal'd my knowledge from him as much as possible, and the kind Indoretta who was pleas'd with the fidelity of Artaxus, and his continu'd Friendship to me, upon which she knew the success of my Love depended, thankt Heav'n, and her kind Stars, for this new addi∣tion to my Happiness. The Countess, in whom ambition was always prevalent, wanted only to be a Dutchess; and tho' she saw no hopes of seeing her Son a Duke, (if Heav'n should send her one) yet she was pleas'd with her Fortune, when she consider'd, she might cer∣tainly possess the Father, and had only hop'd (and it may be upon small grounds) the possessi∣on of the Son. Thus we liv'd all happy, hop∣ing each Day might bring us some advancement in Fortune's Favour; I never prais'd the lovely Sirena, but when I found Mangroa pleas'd with the subject; nor did he ever mention the Coun∣tess of Sirama. My Sister was wholly devoted to my Interest, and always found her happiness in mine.

One Evening the Duke sent for me to his Chamber, and after he had made me sit down by him, Martius, (said he with a kinder air

than usual) I have long observ'd that indiffe∣rency with which you treat the Countess, and have consider'd that Love which has always pos∣sest you for Xensa's fair Daughter; and tho' I confess she deserves all that passion you have for her, I see it with sorrow, and could wish your judgment might present to your View those difficulties which are to be o'recome, e're this Match can be perfected, the hatred that Man bears to my House, and how far my Ho∣nour is concern'd in the resentment of Count Torrusco's death. Here he paus'd some time, but seeing I did not reply any thing, he proceed∣ed and told me, That, to ease me of one Pain, that I might the better endure another, he was resolv'd to Marry Ericis himself, for the next morning should finish the Work, if Coloa was not destitute of Priests; that he had made it a secret till now, because good things unlook'd for impart most of pleasure, and consequently this news would bring me more of happiness. This said, he expected my Answer and Thanks, instead of which I threw my self at his Feet, and conjur'd him to remember that promise he had once made me; that Xensa bad kill'd Tur∣rusco Honourably, and that his hatred to our Family proceeded only from that which he saw Mangroa had to his. As for the Countess of Si∣rama he should add infinitely to my Misfortunes, if he marry'd her, for she was a Woman virtu∣ous only to those who had not carefully ex∣amin'd her Conduct; and thereupon told him the whole story of that night's Ramble, as I have already related it. The Duke was infinitely surpris'd, and for some time remain'd silent,

then on a sudden throwing his Arms about my Neck, he swore he deserv'd not a Son so dutiful; that he had hitherto us'd me unkindly; but that his future Actions should attone for those past, and if I wou'd promise to abandon the bewitch∣ing Sirena, to whom Bonzeda was to be Mar∣ry'd, I might begin my Journey for the Coun∣try when I pleas'd I return'd him that answer my Duty and his Kindness requir'd; and withal assur'd him the Count's happiness should not be disturb'd, that I would endeavour to Love Man∣derina as much as I had done Xensa's Daughter, and should make it my Study to preserve by merit that place in his good opinion, to which his goodness without that had advanc'd me. He was satisfied with what I said, and for that time left me without any diminution of my hopes. In the Morning he writ the following Lines to his Bride.

Madam,

I must confess I'm sorry to lose the Countess of Sirama, but not the Mistress of Furinus. To unriddle the meaning of this. Remember on∣ly, that another Man made happy by chance, that night you lost your Lover, has sufficiently inform'd me of your double dealing; and that I am no longer in a condition to be impos'd upon.

Mangroa.

The detected Fair One was o'rewhelm'd with sorrow at the first reading of the Duke's Letter, and after she had for some time given way to Tears,

(sometimes in Women the natural signs of grief or pain) Anger and Revenge (the darling passi∣ons of that tempting Sex) took place, and she imagin'd with her self a thousand means and ways to bring distraction to our Family. But willing first to use the force of her Charms, she came to our House dress'd in smiles, and modest looks. My Father waited upon her, and show'd more of sorrow for his loss, than Pride or Re∣sentment for the misfortune of this cunning Fair. She talk'd a while of things indifferent; and at last fell upon the Subject of that Letter he had sent to her. At which time the Duke gave the sign, and I (as he had commanded) enter'd. She soon perceiv'd her Ring, (for I had put it on for that end) and with tears in her Eyes with∣drew, confirming sufficiently the truth of all I had said. In short, my dear Friend, I began my Journey that Evening for Zenitha, tho' not be∣fore I had receiv'd your kind Letter, and had assur'd Indoretta of your Constancy. The Duke gave me some Letters to my Rival Bonzeda, whom I am resolv'd not to acquaint with my arrival, 'till I have seen the Mistress of my Vows, the Charming Sirena, a happiness I must ex∣pect from your Friendship, not Fortune or my Merit.

Here Martius stopt, and Artaxus (who lov'd no less than he) took him again in his Arms, Swore he'd serve him with his Life and Fortune, and that very Night bless him with Sirena's Company. Thus having spent part of the day, they at last chose different Roads; Martius back 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Zenitha, and Artaxus home.

In the mean time I knew nothing of my Bro∣ther's happiness, and when he came home (tho' he strove to hide it, because the Duke was present) I cou'd read in his Eyes some signs of those hopes and motions of Joy which had wing'd his Soul. Xensa was no sooner gone, than he embrac'd me. Ah! My Dear Sister (cry'd he) I am still hap∣py, Martius proves a just Friend, and Indoretta waits for the Fortunate Artaxus. These words pleasantly surpris'd me; I lov'd too much to be disinterested in the Story, and begg'd with im∣patiency he would let me know where he had this account of his and my good Fortune. Then it was, Madam, he related the Story of my Lover's absence, the same as I have already Writ it; adding he had given him the Key of the Gar∣den-Door, and we might meet with all the pri∣vacy imaginable. Love, not he, perswaded, and I thought time mov'd backwards till the hour arriv'd.

It was when every Creature seem'd a-sleep, the heavy Waters murmur'd as they went, and mov'd as if they shortly meant to rest; the ad∣joyning Shoar no raging Billows knew, and every Fish dreamt in his Ousie Bed. The Earth seem'd all one Cave, the Heav'ns one shade, and dying Stars did the new light invite. All happy Lo∣vers lay in slumbers chain'd, and Cynthia to her Damon seems forgot. The waking Joys of migh∣ty Love were fled, and Morpheus reign'd when that Young God gave way. Sometimes a Bird half waking took the Wing, and with slow mo∣tion reach'd some neighb'ring bough, then faintly murmuring hush'd it self to rest, and sleeping bill'd as if its Mate were nigh. 'Twas then, I

say, Madam, Artaxus and I stole gently forth, to meet the wish'd for welcome gen'rous passionate Martius. As we enter'd the Gar∣den, the Lovely Youth rush'd in; Fancy (that erring guide where Judgment's gone) paints him with all his Charms, and perfect thoughts sup∣pli'd the want of day. I saw him kneeling, beg∣ging at my Feet, grasping my hands, and sigh∣ing as he spoke, his Eyes (at least I thought so) darted Love, and all his trembling touches reach'd my Heart. Faultring he cry'd, Sirena! Lovely Fair! Now all the pains of absence are repay'd, and present Blessings banish rooted cares. Artaxus, thou best of Friends, to thee I owe this mighty happiness, and if the Charming Mistress of my Vows had any favourable thoughts for the constant Martius, of which her Brother's Love is not the Cause, even that Joy which those thoughts wou'd impart to me, I'd own the effect of his Friendship, or her Mercy, without respect to Merit on my part.

My Heart was seiz'd with tenderness and joy, I long had lov'd him, and had mourn'd his ab∣sence, and all his words (like Arrows shot from Love) dart to my Soul, and kindle dying flames. Night made him bold, and Passion spurr'd him on, and in this rapture rising from the ground, he clasp'd me in his Arms, sigh'd deep, and kiss'd me with an eager action, and almost banish'd Virtue from my Breast. After we had seated our selves in an Arbour, we discours'd of Love, of the pains that Passion brings, and day arriv'd e're we had thought it nigh.

In the morning he waited upon the Count, and was by his Sister (the Fair Manderina) re∣ceiv'd

with that Modesty, which Young Wo∣men generally profess, especially before those whom they see design'd their Husbands. Xensa was soon acquainted with the arrival (as he judg'd him) of his Young Enemy; and waited impatiently for Bonzeda's visit, who no sooner came, than he inform'd him of his fears, and to prevent future danger, resolv'd to see me speedi∣ly married. The hated Lover was o'rejoy'd at the proposal, and the third day following was prefix'd for that, on which this Gordian Knot was to be ty'd. My Mother acquainted me with the unwelcome news, and I fail'd not to beg that assistance she had often promised; and with Tears in my Eyes let her know how much I hated Bonzeda, and what thoughts I had for the Young Mangroa. She sighing told me, That things were now come to the last extremity, that I had been married some weeks ago, if her Friendship had been wanting, or diligence asleep. That the Young Duke's Arrival gave the Count and my Father so many fears, that Arguments were become useless, and my Marriage alone was able to secure them. But that one Remedy, or at least a Reprieve, offer'd it self, which was to be pur∣chas'd thus. I should immediately feign my self indispos'd, confine my self to my Chamber for some days, and if the Duke still continued reso∣lute, at last to my Bed. But withal, that I should not attribute my Distemper to that Storm which threatned me, and if 'twas ask'd 〈…〉〈…〉 him know, that nothing impeded his 〈…〉〈…〉 happi∣ness, my Sickness excepted, that my 〈…〉〈…〉 gave consent, and my 〈…〉〈…〉 time ••••ey.

I comply'd so readily with this relishing Coun∣sel, that when the Duke enter'd my Chamber I immediately fainted. He call'd for help, and the Dutchess (who knew my Distemper) came run∣ning (drown'd in feign'd Tears) to my Assist∣ance; telling him, I had been under this indisposi∣tion for some days, that she wonder'd at the cause, and fear'd some dangerous consequence. Xensa was surpris'd with what he heard, and the Count (who was with him) had only this Sa∣tisfaction, that he saw me incapable of holding any Correspondence with his Rival. However they both departed without acquainting me with what they had design'd the preceeding day. Ar∣taxus was perfectly vers'd in the Plot, and told me Martius would wait upon me at Night; that I must not deny him that happiness, that none could be conscious to the interview, and every thing conduc'd to promote the design. I lov'd, and a few Arguments serv'd to perswade; the Youth possess'd my Heart, and all my thoughts center'd in forming lovely Ideas of the bewitch∣ing Conquerour. He had free access to Bonze∣da's Garden, and by a small Ladder of Ropes (made for the purpose) he easily got into ours. His Servant (as soon as he had ascended the Wall) was order'd to Withdraw the Pliant Stairs, and retire to his Master's Room, least his conti∣nued stay had occasion'd a discovery; for Bonze∣da had many Windows opposite to that place. My Brother waited at the Window (to which a second Ladder was fastned) and receiv'd him. The Duke lay in the next Room, and you may believe we forgot not to tread softly. The hap∣py Youth caught me in his Arms, gaz'd, and

sigh'd, as if this had been our first meeting, since my departure from Coloa. He swore no time or accident shou'd weaken his Love, that he wou'd show the Constancy of a Martyr, who suffer'd for Eternal Joys; Nature shou'd start, and all things suffer change, the Frame of Beings inverted, the Earth turn'd into its primitive Chaos, e're he forgot my Charms. That if the Globe shook beneath him, or gap'd so wide, it show'd the infernal Powers, howling and grin∣ning, ratling in their Chains, and all the Souls of damn'd departed men; or if the Skies shou'd sink by slow degrees, until the Crystal Arch press'd down his Head, he'd not fear or dream of coming death, his thoughts shou'd then pay homage to his Love, and in this vast and terri∣ble Confusion, he'd clasp the Fair, the lovely, blest Sirena, lay her all trembling to his faithful Breast, and then possess'd of all Heav'n could bestow, he'd smile, and sinking kiss the precious treasure, laugh at the angry gods, and bless his glorious fall.

Thus we spent the few hours; he still swore he lov'd, and my Eyes inform'd him how readi∣ly believ'd. But the Servant returning gave the usual sign, and we parted, tho' not before we had made a new Appointment.

The following day appear'd to both an Age, and Time seem'd drowsie by his tardy flight; at last the hour much wish'd for took its place, and brought the Welcome Lover to my Soul. My Brother (if by design or chance I know not) was absent, and we enjoy'd a Heaven without disturbance. For tho' he was much esteem'd by Martius and belov'd by me, yet we were both

glad of his absence. We spoke a thousand ex∣travagant things, and Love to us appear'd the darling Virtue of the World, the end for which we were made, and the very Cause of our Crea∣tion. He sigh'd, and gaz'd upon me, spoke sometimes faintly, and in a Minute would grow silent, grasp my hand, kiss it, and almost breath out his Soul in raptures. I felt a sick'ning plea∣sure at my Heart, a longing joy distracted my Soul, and I wanted something to compleat the Bliss, yet knew not what it was; my Blood flush'd to and fro, seem'd all in every part, and in no part to stay, but spoke my Nature toss'd 'twixt fear and gladness. While thus we sat blest with our present fortune, yet uneasie in the anxious wishes of a better, losing the present sweets in thoughts of more; a sudden noise sur∣pris'd us in this Lethargy, and wak'd us from an extasie of Love. My fears on this occasion were inexpressible, and (knowing it too late to make use of our hempen Stairs) I caught my blushing Lover by the hand, conjur'd him to save my Re∣putation and my quiet, which were now e∣vidently in danger, made so only by my Love to him He who knew how to Obey, smil'd, and plac'd himself behind my Bed, where he re∣main'd unseen. The Duke soon knock'd at the Door, and I as expeditiously opened it. Ha! Daughter (cry'd he) I'm glad 'tis no worse, I heard some small noise in your Chamber, and was concern'd for your health. This I took for my Cue, and with a faint voice answered; that I had been ill most of that day, but that I was now grown better, Ah! reply'd the Duke (who stood shaking in his Night-Gown) you've been

too long from your Bed, 'tis there you must ex∣pect rest, for sleep to the Sick is a reprieve from pain. This allarm'd my Soul, and I made use of all the Arguments I could invent, to show the inconveniency of that Method he propos'd to perfect my recovery; but 'twas in vain; he call'd for the Dutchess, and she (not knowing the Circumstance of affairs) confirm'd him in his Resolution. He withdrew into the next Room, and she staid by me, as if I had stood in need of her Assistance e're I could be undrest. Thus I was oblig'd to obey; and the Duke re∣turning took my Mother by the hand, and so left me, having first wish'd me good health, commended Bonzeda, and order'd one of the Maids to remove the Candles. My Charming Martius thus reliev'd, threw himself upon his knees, clasp'd my hand, and sigh'd, as if his winged, slippery Soul, had sought an opportu∣nity to escape its Prison; his continued silence, and eager grasps spoke him languishing for a Joy unknown, and I (divided between Love, Fear, and Honour) found my self unable to speak my thoughts. Sudden motions of alternate Passions stopt my faultering Tongue, and my bosom eccho∣ed moving sighs to his. While thus our Souls and Nature seem'd at War, he gently mov'd and caught me in his Arms, laid his Head to my panting Breast, trembl'd, breath'd quick, and kiss'd me with the eagerness of departing Lovers. Then giving way to a flash of Love inflam'd, he ••e••ch'd too soon that pleasure which he sought, and in ••he ••e••rch of the unbounded Joy, he lost the present transports of the mind.

'Twas then, Madam, he spoke, and begg'd a thousand Pardons for the indiscretion he had committed, swore he lov'd me yet even to mad∣ness, and would not for a thousand Empires quit the Room. I begg'd (but 'twas faintly) he'd leave me; I told him his Servant no doubt wait∣ed for his return, because the time appointed was elaps'd, and if he walkt too long in the Garden, it might discover what our mutual in∣terest oblig'd us to conceal. He made no re∣ply, but stopt the sound of Arguments with kisses, Love reasum'd his Throne, and set his Soul on Fire. He claspt me again in his Arms, finish'd our imperfect Joys, and I could say no more than—Ah my Honour—Will you Love—Oh kind Heavens! The Night was spent with all the pleasure Love could give, he swore eternal Constancy, I believ'd all, lov'd all▪ and dreamt my self in Paradise. Sleep was to both a stranger, and coming Day prov'd hateful to the sight, we shrinkt and smil'd and wish'd a Night like that, in which great Jove his dear Alemena blest, inverting order to pro∣mote his Joys. At last we parted, but with those pleasant desires which Men enjoy, when dreaming of a Heaven they ne're possest, or know but faintly in a tempting trance, they grieve their judgment was no longer husht, and wish and long to see the Scene again.

In the morning the Duke came to see me, the Count was with him, and both of them al∣ledg'd I had not slept last Night; that my eyes verifi'd this truth, and I was unjust to my self in not having a greater regard for my Health. The fresh remembrance of what had past made Bon∣zeda's

visit more unwelcome than ever, and my aversion for him almost cast me into a Feaver. Xensa who observ'd my disorder, but not the Cause, presently left me, after he had told me, that he hop'd a few Days would bring me per∣fect ease, and give him that happiness he had so often wish'd, of seeing me married to his Friend, a Man who well deserv'd my esteem, and lov'd me passionately.

A few minutes thereafter Artaxus enter'd, and told me he had been at Bonzeda's, had seen my favourite Lover, and was resolv'd to go to Coloa; that he could live no longer without his Indoretta, and he'd rather chuse to forfeit his Father's kindness and fortune, than endure the loss of her he lov'd; adding withal, that Martius had perswaded him to't. These last words gave me a vast deal of Pleasure; 'twas an argument of his Love, and spoke the last nights Joy's had rather fann'd than extinguish'd his Flame. This made me (besides the help of my natural incli∣nations that pleaded powerfully for him) easily resolve to see him again at the usual hour. In the mean time my Brother ply'd the Duke for his consent: He weigh'd not at first the Cause of his Journey, and Artaxus (promising to return in a few Days) easily obtain'd the favour desir'd. But as he was ready to take Horse he receiv'd new Orders, for Xensa, upon second Thoughts, began to suspect the business, and therefore charg'd him not to think of going to Court, 'till my Marriage with the Count should be accomplish'd. Artaxus storm'd and rav'd at this sudden change of his humour, and remem∣bring Love more than Interest, took Post imme∣diately

for Coloa. The Duke was then con∣firm'd in his suspicions; and swore this manifest token of his disobedience should never be for∣got; that he'd remember him no more as his Son, and damn the hour that brought him first to light. The Dutchess forgot nothing that might excuse his fault; she insisted on the force of Almighty Love, on the number of his Years, and how insupportable 'twas for Youth to be mew'd up in a Castle, or confin'd to the narrow bounds of a Garden: But her Arguments were of no strength, and Bonzeda's Agents in the Fa∣mily added matter to the Fire of the Duke's wrath.

At night my Lover beat his usual Road, and enter'd my Chamber with that joy in his Face, which spoke his Soul at ease. I receiv'd him with that sondness which my Love inspir'd, and we consum'd the hours in amorous Sighs, lan∣guishing looks, firing Touches, melting Glan∣ces, and eager Wishes. He long'd to renew those joys which rowsing moving Nature taught to both; and I, who doated too much, (yet willing to preserve his Love in health) deny'd him the opportunity of a surfeit, made the Heaven almost inaccessible, yet allow'd him those priviledges which serv'd to kindle his Soul, and make it burn for more. Thus, Madam, we liv'd happy, by starving our selves in midst of Plenty, and heightning the appetite by scanty Joys, to a mad hunger for a waste of Pleasure. My Marriage was still deferr'd, and Artaxus sent me a perfect Journal of his proceedings by every Post. But wearied with my continued Confinement, I sometimes (and at the Duke's

desire too) walk'd abroad: The Sea-shoar was the place I commonly chose, which at last pro∣duc'd this adventure.

All silent were, no Beast was seen to roam, his panting Flocks each Shepherd homewards drove, the Labourer left his Plow and wisely sought for shelter from that heat which scorch'd the Earth. I sate beneath a mossy Rock, on each side Clifts and frightful Precipices, dark Recesses and solitary Caves, not made by art but ow'd their form to Nature. The bubling Streams with noise came tumbling down, dashing from Point to Point their scatter'd Parts, then meet∣ing roar'd and rush'd into the Main; who all receiv'd next minute tost 'em back, and kept them in perpetual motion, till the Sun's attra∣ctive rays exhal'd the foam from much concussi∣on wrought, and suck'd the stranger body from the rest. This melancholly retreat gave me inexpressible Satisfaction, I view'd the irksome Shades with greediness, and languish'd with the pleasure. My Maid was silent, and nothing offer'd it self to disturb my contemplative Soul. While thus I sate and gaz'd upon the Waves, who now appear'd like Ice or Crystal Fields, (not one breath of wind dividing the united Element) the Skies (quick as thought) grew black, the sluces of the burden'd Clouds flew open, and you'd thought the Heavens had mel∣ted into Rain. The Birds who sought their Prey upon the Waves, found a new fresh Sea above them, and sunk beneath the smarting weight into the briny old. Thunder soon fol∣low'd the amazing change, and bursting Clouds shook the tottering Globe. Fire flash'd through

the thickned Air, and show'd the gaping Hea∣vens, the Skies in labour, and the jarring Ele∣ments at a dreadful War. The scaley Monsters show'd their aweful Heads, and rouz'd from the bottom of the boundless deep, howl'd, and threw up floods of gorging Waves to quench the distant heat, then grinning plung'd to hide themselves from Heaven. The distant plains seem'd all a heap of Rubbish, forsaken by eve∣ry Beast, and cover'd with the Wreck, which rowling floods from neighbouring Mountains brought. To encrease the frightful Scene, the winds grew high, tore up the stubborn Oaks and yielding Pines, ransack'd the plains, and swept off the budding Corns, levelling the superb Palace with the humble Cottage. The won∣dering trembling Swains dejected stood, and saw their Huts transported from their Seats, and plac'd on Rocks, or on some rising Grounds, whose height secur'd them from aspiring Streams. In a word, Nature seem'd mad, the Elements in a freak, and the Earth grumbl'd as if a fatal Collick had rent her peaceful Bowels. You may believe, Madam, my Soul was surpris'd with the amazing sight, and I dreamt of nothing more than present ruin. My Maid fell upon her Knees, begg'd the protection of the angry gods, and swore eternal constancy to Heaven, if once reliev'd from these distracting Fears. While thus she was imploy'd, I could perceive a large Vessel tost by raging Billows, labouring to reach the open Seas, yet forc'd on shoar by Winds. Pity on a sudden fill'd my Breast, and I had so many anxious Thoughts, for the safety of those in a more imminent danger than my self, that

my past fears vanish'd, and all my cares and wishes were for them. Just now you'd thought the floating Castle stood on a high Mountain, making War with Heaven, and proudly threat∣ning to assail the Clouds. Then in a moment all its height was lost, and sinking Seas would plunge it deep as Hell. At last the crowding Waves rush'd doubly on, and forc'd the mov∣ing Palace against a Rock. The Seamen shriek'd aloud, struggl'd for parting Life, and the next moment vanish'd. The sad Object mov'd my Tears, and I could have fainted un∣der the weight of other People's Misfortunes, if a certain joy (at that time not known for such, but arising from a sense of my own safety) had not supported me. The greatest part of Man∣kind loves to see his fellow Creature in evident danger; and tho' he views him with trouble, yet if he examin'd himself narrowly, he'd find the remembrance of his own Condition, (when compar'd to that of the other) gives a certain pleasure that counterballances the Pain; else why should we at any time flock to see Execu∣tions, Combats, Shipwracks, raging Fires, and such horrour-giving Objects; for Nature is a∣verse to its Enemy, and grief no doubt is such—But to return, the Clouds who had now shak'd their droping Wings withdrew. The dis∣mal Curtain furl'd up, and Heaven show'd a smiling Countenance, as if a Sacrifice of so many Lives had asswag'd its hungry fury. Eolus sounded a retreat to the raving Winds, who grumbling retir'd to their hated Prison, and Neptune (reliev'd from his old Disturber) slept as if the past toils had forc'd him to a Peace. The

joyful Birds came fluttering from their Nests, sprung through the Air, and trod the Boughs again, then Sung, and mounting spread their matted Wings. In fine, every thing seem'd at liberty, but Sirena, my grief for what I had seen sunk my Soul into a demi-trance, and left me not the power to move. I consider'd the quality of that inconstant Element, the Cause of Winds and Rains, how far Chance, the gods and Nature, shar'd in what befel us; and if Heaven (which we paint all Goodness and Mer∣cy) could have a hand in the destruction of so many Creatures, which it self had made, or took a certain pleasure in the punishment of Of∣fenders, whose Actions were so inconsiderable and seemingly below the notice of the Almigh∣ty Mind. Thus my Soul travers'd a Labyrinth of mysterious Problems, my Reason exerted its Power, and almost shook off the Yoak of Impo∣sition, searching into the truth of things, which believ'd bring no ill consequences, if not a real happiness, and if rejected or discredited, give Nature her sway, and set the World loose, break the hinges of humane Society, and set up an Insurance Office for Villanies and Blood∣shed.

At last, Night approach'd, and I was oblig'd to abandon my solitary Tent. But, oh kind Heavens! how was I surpris'd, when on the Sand two Shipwrackt Bodies lay, in fast embra∣ces lockt, as if the dead Clay had retain'd a per∣fect remembrance of that Union which was be∣tween their Souls. Coming nearer, their Cloaths inform'd me they were of Quality, and I stood sometime motionless, and gaz'd upon the mov∣ing

Object▪ where the ruines of so many Beau∣ties so sweet appear'd, you'd thought death had been a gentle sleep, and cruel Waves been soft as Summer dews. In this juncture the Duke (who had dreaded the effects of the past Storm) ap∣pear'd; and tho' naturally hardy and of a rough disposition; his Soul melted at the sight, and his Eyes confess'd the trouble of his Mind. He pre∣sently order'd his Servants to convey the dead to his House, and having seated our selves in the Coach, drove straight home.

Some hours after, one of my Maids came running into my Closet, and with gladness told me, that the Lady whom I found on the shoar was yet alive, that her Soul was loath to aban∣don so fair a body, and they had some hopes of her recovery. But the Man was lost beyond redemption, for not one sign or Symptom of coming Life appear'd. This news banish'd that grief which had lately possest me for the unfor∣tunate Fair; and I flew between hopes and fears to give that assistance in my power. When I enter'd, the sick one lifted up her Eyes, look'd fix'dly upon every Object, mov'd her Lips as if she had strove to speak, then sigh'd and faint∣ing shut them both again. The Dutchess us'd her utmost Art, and drove back the posting Soul when almost gone. But having spent the greatest part of the Night in this Charitable Imployment, we withdrew; leaving the care of our Charming guest to my Mother's Maids and mine.

The joyful Birds had scarce usher'd in the coming day when I arose. I had dreamt of this unfortunate fair One all Night, and my wishes for her safety became the imployment of my

anxious Soul. Nor did I Petition Heaven in vain, for when I enter'd the Room, she mo'vd her Head from the Bed, and in an almost-dying ac∣cent, begg'd Pardon for that trouble she had gi∣ven me, thank'd me for my assistance, then ask'd me the place and time in which I found her, if I had seen her Husband on the Shoar, for now all her fears were for him, and if he was lost, no Art, no Argument, or Cause could save her Life, her Soul was incorporate and mix'd with his, and both should wander in the other World, if not united there like Bodies here.

That tenderness her loss inspir'd, drew Tears from my Eyes, and I faintly answer'd,—I had seen none such, that she alone had reach'd that part of the Shoar where I had been, but that or∣ders should be given to enquire of all the strag∣gling Shepherds, and watchful Fishermen for him she wanted, that Heaven no doubt had pre∣serv'd him, and she would soon be happy. The distress'd Fair One sigh'd, conjur'd me to use my utmost diligence in the search, and to remember her life depended on the success. In the mean time the Duke order'd the dead Body to be in∣terr'd, according to the custom of our Country, where nothing was wanting, which Quality have bestow'd upon them, as the last mark of Honour. For by that account which the Fair One gave of him, we perfectly knew him for her Husband. The Dutchess (whose grief upon this occasion was in nothing inferiour to mine) advis'd me to acquaint the ignorant Widow with her state, to prevent a double pain, which the certain knowledge of her Circumstances would doubt∣less give. I obey'd, and in the Evening enter'd

her Chamber with a Golden Cross (beset with ••mall Diamonds) in my hand. The mourning Fair no sooner espy'd me, than starting, (she cry'd) is he alive? Has he sent me this pledge which has cost me so many Tears? Am I happy? Or must I dye? Tears rush'd into my Eyes, and sudden grief deny'd me the use of Words. I stood some minutes silent, and at last confess'd him dead. At this unwelcome sound the unhappy Fair (with a Countenance pale as death) leant her declin∣ing Head upon the Pillow, lifted up her hands, and cry'd, O! Unhappy Delia! thou hast lost—and then fainted. I apply'd those Remedies commonly us'd on such occasions, and by the force of Spirits deny'd a flight to hers. Oh Gods! when she lifted up her Eyes again, how my Soul sorrowed for her. So dying Ro∣ses covered o're with dew, look gay, and fresh, and tempting to the sight; yet move the Heart, because their sweets are flying. Ah! Ma∣dam, (cry'd she) Pardon this undecent, but just grief, let not my Tears disturb your Peace, for a few hours will give me rest for ever. My Soul murmurs at its tedious imprisonment, rou∣zes and shakes it self beneath this load of Clay, longs to be gone, and flutters in its Cage; 'tis now a traveller wrapt in contemplation, surveys the happy state of separate Beings, Chalks out the way to Heaven through open Air, and longs and seeks Valentio as it mounts.—Oh my Hus∣band!—Oh unfortunate surviving Delia!—This said, she sigh'd, as if her heaving Breasts had prest her rising Soul, and I (now a sharer in her sufferings) wept, and in my silence ex∣prest the pains that rackt my easie Heart. She

who amidst her own troubles forgot not mine, con∣jur'd me to leave her, and to forget I ever saw her; begg'd my Pardon again for those Tears her misfortune had brought me, and swore that no temptation should fool her into a love of Life. I set before her (with more affection than Art) the inconveniency of immoderate grief, taught her to hope a better fortune, and rely on Heaven. But she (dumb with excess of sorrow) made no reply, prest my hand between hers, sigh'd, and cry'd Valentio! Unwilling to be gone, I seated my self upon her Beds side, and with Tears besought her to remember the present state of her health, the impossibility of retrieving what was past, and that her Stars, though cruel in other things, had been kind in bringing her to a House, where she might freely command as at home. She who was no stranger to good breeding, and in the depth of affliction show'd a ready mind, when a∣ble to speak, gave me an obliging return; add∣ing that my cares augmented the weight of hers, and serv'd to hasten the o'reburden'd Soul to an end of all its Labours. But that to repay part of those kindnesses I had shown, she'd acquaint me with her life on whom they were bestow'd, that the recital of her past adventures, or emergen∣cies of Love, was now the only pleasure of which she was capable: For the remembrance of Joys long fled, brought back the happier State of Life, and match'd it with the present; then show'd how far we fell, how low we sunk, and Charm'd the melancholy Hypocondriack Soul with a full taste of misery; the sweets of the one encrea∣sing the sense of the other's bitterness. I endea∣vour'd to divert her resolution, and defer that

account she offer'd till her Health could consent to the labour; but 'twas in vain, for the har∣rass'd Fair, after a few deep sighs and dying looks, began as followeth.

THE Kingdom of Marintha (to which I owe my Birth) was long distracted with the fury of a Civil War, the two pretenders to the Crown (Othar and Decius) divided the Na∣tion, and he who signalized himself for neither of the Parties, was liable to the outrages of both, and judg'd a common Enemy, or at least one that had no regard to the welfare of his Coun∣try, but to his own interest; and waited with a semblance of quiet, till Fate should decide the difference, and Crown the Conquerour, to whom he might safely pay homage, and secure his For∣tune. In the mean time my Father, who was naturally Loyal, sided with Decius, whose Party then was weakest, while his Younger Brother (to whom Mony was a God) fled to Othar's Camp, and there was receiv'd as a Man who brings sup∣plies of Gold to a Prince in wants. The two Young Kings (for both were Crown'd, and maintain'd an equal Title to the Throne) impa∣tient of delays, and fond to reach a Diadem in view, at last encamp'd in a large Plain, where each of them waited for the nearer advances of the other. In a few days the eager Armies met, Victory hover'd o're their Heads, view'd the terrible Combat with a secret Joy, then clapt her bloody Wings, and perch'd at last on cruel Othar's Standard. Here poor Decius fell in search of Power, and my Father (whose Quality

and Post in the Army advanc'd him to his Prin∣ces Person) lost his Life in his defence.

Thus Othar Conquer'd, Fame flew before his Arms, and brought the sad news to that part of the Country, which had own'd the deceas'd for their King; and my Mother, who soon became acquainted with her loss, fled into the other World to secure her self from an Addition to her misfortunes in this. My Uncle, (the unkind un∣just Arates) now Master of the new Monarch's favour, forgot that respect he ow'd to the me∣mory of his Elder Brother; and having purchas'd with a bribe the gift of his Estate (which the King had now taken into his own hands as a for∣feiture upon the score of Rebellion) he possest himself of the House, discharg'd the old Servants, and kept not one in his Family but my self, that e're had seen or known the kinder Master. I was yet too Young to be sensible of my own misery, and smil'd and play'd about this Author of all my following ills. But reaching too soon the Four∣teenth Year of my Age, and my Face promising a larger stock of coming Beauties and good Na∣ture, the Neighbouring Youth began to take notice of me, to speak kindly to me, pay me much respect, covet to be nigh me, and sighing, often inform'd me of my Circumstances, and that my Eyes would purchase more than cruel fortune had robb'd me of Arates observ'd my budding power, and wisely foresaw that if I should marry to a Man of a good Estate, I might (assisted by the help of Wealth) lay a claim to what he possess'd of mine, and to prevent that Misfortune which his guilt taught him to fear;

he confin'd me to my Chamber, appointed me a stern Governess, and propos'd to my Lovers the advancement of two hundred thousand Malors, a Sum that exceeded in that Country the value of any Estate possest by a Subject. Thus he in∣verted the common Custom; and instead of giv∣ing a Portion, he set his Niece to Sale, yet half assur'd that none would buy her at a price so large.

My Lovers in shoals withdrew; at Night no musick reach'd my longing Ear, no sighs but those the old Matron vented for her decay'd Beau∣ty, and chill'd Blood. In the Morning the de∣crepid old Hag awak'd me, and with eyes di∣stilling scalding Rheum, taught me how to im∣ploy mine, on Books of dull Morality, and duller Rules for Life and Conversation, then mumbl'd Praises to the Almighty Power on my behalf, that sent me such a Friend as old Arates (for now he had past his great Clymacterick Year, yet still a Batchelour). Thus the ignorant (with the height of Devotion) bless Heaven for a Mischief, and when infernal Powers send a Plague, they thank that greater Power, whose Anger for committed Crimes, only permitted the ill to be to punish stiff offenders. Thus we spent the tedious day, and my long imprisonment had almost taught my Soul to forget the thoughts of Liberty; when the dear, the loving, but the lost Valentio, (who still had shown a Love beyond what mine, or the noblest Beauty could claim as due) at last of∣fer'd the payment of the Sum propos'd The old Miser was startled with the News, and told him since his all was spent in the pursuit of a Woman, he must expect to live a marry'd beg∣gar.

The young Lover laught at coming Po∣verty, and swore Hell it self should not fright him, or shake his Soul resolv'd, he lov'd to mad∣ness, and he'd rather beg with Delia, trace the open Fields for Bread, and seek shelter in a Clift beneath some hanging Rock, (where bleak Winds grumbl'd round his careful Head, and Waters murmur'd in the hollow Chasms) than live in Courts without her, where Wealth, Pomp, Pride, Luxury, and Ease, with the gau∣dy shows of Honour, tempted the Mercenary Soul to abandon that settl'd peace of Mind, which the Company of her we love, and a mo∣derate fortune never fails to bestow. My Uncle now saw 'twas too late to raise Objections, and unwillingly consented to the Match on these Conditions, that I should show no signs of aver∣sion for his Person, (for he had the goodness to pretend to a Love of my welfare) and that up∣on the first Day of the second Year after his Marriage, he should add fifty thousand to the number of Malcors already given.

Thus Aratus secur'd himself, for by the con∣tinued Poverty of my Husband, he weakened the power of Revenge. For, Madam, the form of Government in Marintha differs from that of Fabria, and there Men often do themselves Ju∣stice without having recourse to Law, while the Prince (whose Authority is limited by the Peo∣ple, or a chosen number invested with the pow∣er of the whole) winks at these Outrages, and sees the strong o'rethrow the injur'd weak, without offering to disturb the course of either.

In the mean time I was kept wholly ignorant of these Transactions, and was strangely sur∣pris'd

when (after a consinement of two long Years, where I was seen by none, but my old Governess) the Gay, the Joyful, blest Valentio enter'd. I thought he too had forgot me, and those sparkles of Love he had kindl'd in my Breast e're my Imprisonment, were now almost extinguish'd, or at least burnt so faintly, I scarce perceiv'd the flame. The amorous Youth fell upon his Knees, darted his Eyes on mine, sigh'd, and (with a voice that would have charm'd a departing Soul back to Life) said, does the Di∣vine Delia remember her slave Valentio? Can she believe I love her? That my long absence was an effect of necessity, not the will of my Heart? And that now she has liberty, if she can but Love. My surprise at the unexpected acci∣dent made me uneasie, I felt a new Pleasure, and had a perfect remembrance of my past trou∣bles, knew not what to answer, and wish'd he'd consult my Eyes, for the resolves of my yet wavering Soul. In this confusion of the mind he graspt my Hand, forc'd it to his Mouth, and kist it with the Feaver of a violent Lover, con∣jur'd me to remember how I had been us'd, to consult my reason before I spoke, and to make use of that opportunity which kind Heaven lent me, lest my Uncle's humour alter'd to the worse, made him for ever Miserable, and gave me no hopes of better Fortune than I now enjoy'd. As he spoke, Aratus enter'd, and with a sowre Countenance told me he had always shown him∣self a kind Parent, and he came now to give me (in his consent to my Marriage with Va∣lentio) a sensible mark of that affection he ever had for me. This pleasant turn of sporting

Fate elevated my Heart, joy sparkl'd in my Face, and tho' my reason could not find the Cause of this quick change, yet I was eas'd, because I had no ground to doubt the validity of that Proof, which fell within the Cognizance of my senses. Then looking on him I lov'd, I blush∣ing answer'd, his Choice was to me a Guide, and I should not be wanting in my endeavours to esteem the Man he design'd my Husband. The surly old Man seem'd pleas'd with what I said, and calling my Gouvernantée aside, they both withdrew.

When he was gone, the wonderful Valentio fail'd not to thank me for my compliance, and spoke all that a Man who lov'd to excess could utter to the Mistress of his Soul, and I forgot not to weigh his Merit. You may wonder, dear Madam, at the easie conquest, and that not having mention'd this God-like Youth du∣ring my Confinement, I should now so suddenly resign my Heart, and doat upon his Charms. But to remove that, consider my Years at part∣ing; that from my infancy, I had more tender∣ness and esteem for him, than for the rest of Mankind, and that he being then very young, his person and the beauties of his Soul, were better'd in the space of two Years; of this last, I modestly inform'd him, and he (who never spoke otherwise than he believ'd) swore mine surpris'd him, that I was ever the wonder of my Sex, and that Nature had spent the time of my long imprisonment, in perfecting that no∣ble Work she had begun with so much Art.

In a few days we were marry'd, and my Un∣cle (who could dissemble handsomely) seem'd

well satisfied with all that past, while I (who was wholly ignorant of what my Valentio had done for me) promis'd to my self an age of Joys, and eternity of Peace and Happiness to come. My young Husband's Love encreas'd with the number of his Days, and time that wastes all things, serv'd to augment the force of his flame; for me he seem'd to live, and if at any time my nature was disorder'd, it wrought that effect up∣on his Soul, which Minds united for each other know. His humour spoke his heart susceptible of Love, and capable of any tender impressions, subject to anger, to revenge a stranger, and form'd by bounteous Nature for a Lover. In the day time he was ever nigh me, sigh'd and swore he ne're could Love too well, that I de∣serv'd the esteem of all Mankind, and had Eyes of force to melt a savage Heart, teach those in∣clin'd to War, practis'd in deeds of horrour, and conversant in blood, to long and languish after softer Pleasures. In the Night he seem'd uneasie for nothing but the privation of Light, and when the Sun appear'd he'd gaze upon my Charms, and bless the day that brought us first together. Then surrounding my panting Body with his trembling Arms, he'd smile upon me, and swear by all the Powers above, and by my self, that no time or accident should e're deface my lovely form which the young god had rooted in his Heart; if withering Age came on, and Nature fail'd, or laid waste the field of Beauty, he'd call to mind the present happy minute, fetch it back from the boundless heap of Years long fled, and place it before his Eyes, renew his weaken'd Love, and doat upon his

charming Delia, with all the longings of a hot young Lover, who can ne're be blest enough; my Eyes should kindle dying flames, we should embrace like Youth, and burn with equal Fires.

Thus have we lain and blest our mutual For∣tunes, heard the cold North Winds battering against the Windows, and shivering Oxen low∣ing in the Plains, the Birds chirping on the Battlements; and bleeting Lambs proclaiming double wants, the Trees crackling against each other, and tender Blossoms wafted throw the Air. Then have we shrinkt, lockt our selves together, breath'd quick and low, and laught at distant Storms, forgot the chilling Airs that rag'd abroad, and play'd and wanton'd on the yield∣ing Downs.—But ah! this charming Scene how soon it fled! How quick time flew to finish so much Bliss! He show'd his hoary Head, and mov'd like Age, to make us think he would have longer staid, but while we lookt about and dreamt no loss, he mounted streight and left us in distress. For six Months had scarce elaps'd, when my Husband began to droop, sigh when he lookt upon me, frequent the solitary Walks, and languish under a Disease unknown. This gave me a thousand Fears, I lov'd as when first the Priest saluted me a Wife, and wish'd me happy in a marry'd State, and that melancholy which possest my dear Valentio became Epide∣mick, the Servants lookt like Ghosts of Men, and I seem'd the reverse of Woman, or some∣thing on this side or beyond Humanity, my curl'd Locks hang'd loosely in the Air, no smiles adorn'd my brow, my Beauties fled, and Love

seem'd just a dying. A thousand times I askt the Cause, and with Tears in my Eyes con∣jur'd him to lay open his Heart, to hide none of his thoughts from Delia, whose very Soul he knew devoted his; that if he lov'd me not, why would he not tell me so, and make me happy when he meant me ill, for the killing sound would reach my fore-boding Heart, and like sudden Thunder fright and strike me dead. He still swore he lov'd me, that his melancholy pro∣ceeded from some indisposition of his Body, and begg'd I'd inquire no further into the Cause; with Tears in my Eyes I left him, and all my looks spoke my Soul uneasie.

In the mean time, my poor Valentio became a shadow, his Heart was in perpetual agitation, and heav'd his anxious Breast, as if the mighty secret had struggl'd for a Vent. I observ'd this with incredible Pain, and us'd all the arts which Love inspir'd to extract the hidden Mystery. At last (when even Nature you'd thought nodded, as if the Globe would have slipt through her Fingers, and crush'd our sleeping Antipodes) as in Bed we lay, I urg'd my griefs again, bid him remember how I still had lov'd, the joys of that Night, when smiling Hymen gave his wish'd consent, how I lay fainting in his Arms sick with pleasure, yet willing to advance his, and wellcoming the new Joy whose fierceness almost drown'd me, how eagerly he graspt me, how he prest my Lips, and set my Soul on fire, when past flames had half consum'd its strength. He (who now consider'd, how constantly I shar'd in all his wishes) melted into Love, laid aside the Heart of stubborn Man, took me in his Arms,

sigh'd, and cry'd, Ah Delia I am ruin'd!—Thou undone!—And curst Valentio is the cause of all!

'Tis needless, Madam, to repeat what fol∣low'd, besides my strength at present tells me, I must be concise. He inform'd me of what had past between him and Arates before the Marriage, that his Creditors were become un∣easie, that his Friends had abandon'd him, be∣cause he had acted in that affair without consent or advice, and nothing could secure him but a speedy flight. I believ'd my self miserable, fall'n low from the height of happiness, and spent the tedious Night in Tears, while he (whose cares were equal to my own) conjur'd me by that Love I bore him, to undergo patiently that load of Poverty, to which his indiscretion had brought me, to forget the scenes of past Loves, and to rely upon Arates (who could not chuse but relent) for a return of Fortune; Love was the cause, and the Crime was easily par∣don'd; the weight of his griefs lessned the sense of my own, and the throbbings of his opprest Heart, stunn'd my Soul almost into a Lethargy. I embrac'd him a thousand times, swore the possession of his Heart repay'd the loss of Wealth, and I'd show the Courage of an Amazon, under my new Misfortune; begg'd he'd tender his own safety, and remember that when Valentio dy'd, his Delia too was lost.

At last the unwelcome Day appear'd, and the afflicted youth seem'd plung'd in an abyss of Despair. O gods! How often he did clasp me in his Arms, gaze upon me, and sigh as if he would have sunk into Eternity, his rack'd. Soul

shook his tender frame, and in the labour forc'd Tears from his eyes, which the manly Youth strove to hide, and tost in a Sea of o'rewhelm∣ing cares, remov'd the signs of weakness from my sight. Then starting from my embraces he'd cry, must I leave my Delia? Must I be damn'd to the boundless pains of an eternal Ba∣nishment—Oh can I abandon Heaven in view? And shut my self for ever from the joys of Paradise?—Oh my Guardian Angel, take me once more into thy Bosom, give a new life to my fainting Heart, and teach me to forget my past happiness, or at least to be insensible of my coming torment; hush my warring Soul to rest, and let me dream no more of what I'm doom'd to suffer.—But ah, my Delia! My all! Thou better part of divided Valentio, I must leave thee, the curse of Poverty drives me from thy Arms, and the jealous gods have en∣vy'd my past happiness. I must wander from my self, for if I retain my strength of judgment, I carry Hell about me—But sure my kind Me∣mory won't in this exigency forsake me, she'll stand the first shock of Fortune's Malice, and prompt me on to madness, awake me from a Lethargy of sorrow, and by presenting thee to my view, give a new edge to my Afflictions; divide Valentio from the Husband, and oppress me with a double load, send me raving into the other World, cursing my Stars, my Fortune, nay—the gods, but most of all my self—yet blessing thee.

In this afflicting juncture my Courage fail'd me. I saw misery before me, and thought my self already contemn'd and trampl'd upon, by

every Fool, whose Fortune (not Merit) had bestow'd upon him a larger stock of Wealth than mine; for Virtue when o'reclouded with Poverty gains no esteem, and he that's poor may speak like an Oracle, yet unregarded, while the rich (whose wit will hardly allow him the title of a Man) speaks weighty Sentences, is aplauded by cringing fawning Knaves, and bubl'd into a Love of his own ignorance. Poor Valentio, read my thoughts in my Eyes, and (after a deep sigh that exprest sorrow to the life) he fell into a new Delirium, exclaim'd a∣gainst just Heaven, and wish'd for Thunder from the gods incens'd, to drive his tortur'd Soul unto the shades; that the Centre would open and swallow down his Body, or falling Mountains hide his guilty Head. Then reflect∣ing on what he had said, he begg'd Heaven's pardon for himself, and protection for his weep∣ing Delia; took me into his Arms, laid my Head to his beating Heart, and conjur'd me (in the name of all the gods) to forgive him, to Love him much, or else forget him soon.—Now, divine Sirena, let me drop the Curtain, and hide a Scene so moving, that my frighted Soul starts at the view. We lov'd and parted, and let that express the whole.

When he was gone, my cares for him in∣creas'd, I had forgot a thousand things I had to say to him, nor could I tell to what Coun∣try he design'd to commit himself. My Uncle (by Nature cruel) smil'd at my misery, and I had no comfort but the Tears of my Servants; of that too I rob'd my self, and discharg'd them all, excepting one Maid who had been with

me from my infancy. His incens'd Creditors seiz'd upon his Estate, and I withdrew to a hum∣ble House (some days Journey from that place) where I liv'd unknown, and secur'd from sharp∣est wants by Jewels of considerable value, which my Valentio had left me.

In a few Months I brought a Son into the World, and tho' I saw not a Fortune sufficient to maintain him like the Heir of the great Valen∣tio, yet I was o're-joy'd at this Gift of Heaven, and methought I read already in his Face the features of his Godlike Father; yet this comfort was scarce able to allay my griefs; I sigh'd for my absent Husband, and consum'd whole Nights in Prayers for his safety. Thus I liv'd without any change of Fortune, till one Morning as I sat by a River's side, and recounted my past ills, I espy'd on Horseback one of my old Servants. This sharpned my memory, and brought Valen∣tio to my Soul, with all his graces and ravishing looks about him. But as I began to create this soothing Phantom, the Man approach'd; and with a merry Countenance told me Arates was dead. That to me he had left his Fortune, and that Heaven thought it fitting to reward my Vir∣tue and Constancy. This News brought more grief than joy; for I no sooner remembred my sudden flight to Happiness, than I considered my Husband's absence. If he had been present how bless'd we had grown, Friends had encreas'd with our Fortune, and Love had Crown'd our joys.

In a few days I possest my Fathers House, where his Brother had made me so long a Priso∣ner, and was visited by most of the Quality in

the Country, and among'st those Valentio's Re∣lations, all wish'd the Youth at home, but none yet knew that Kingdom in which he resided. A midst this pomp I found my Love for him held the first place in my Breast. Musick encreas'd my melancholy, and Scenes of mirth fann'd the passion to a height. At last another change befel me, which in short was this.

My Son was indispos'd, and I had laid him upon the Bed, where soon after falling asleep, I was oblig'd to endeavour the same state of silence to secure his; so that in a few Minutes (my Maids having quit the Room for fear of giv∣ing disturbance) my senses were partly hush'd, and I lay by him in that Condition, which speaks the Soul not perfectly awake, or capable of pro∣ducing a series of coherent thoughts, yet not wholly o'recome with the weight of drowsie Na∣ture. I had spent five tedious Years alone with∣out any real comfort, but the smiles of my Love∣ly Infant, and therefore dreamt my poor Valentio dead. Methought I saw him pale and trembling at my Bed's side, accusing me of that I ne're committed; then threatning sad revenge for in∣jur'd Honour, yet in his fury still with-held by Love. This suddenly rouz'd my wandering Judgment, and starting with the quick return of scatter'd thoughts, I leapt from the Bed, call'd for Valentio, sought him through the Room, as if I had really seen him, then laughing at my own frenzy, I retir'd into my Closet, where (to my infinite surprize) a Cavaleer (nobly drest) caught me in his Arms, and cry'd, Oh Delia! Delia!—I have thee—I see thee—my Reason runs to madness with excess of Joy, and I

could sink beneath the vast load of soothing pleasure. The Charming voice soon inform'd my watchful Soul.—Oh gods!—Oh too kind Heav'n! (I cry'd) my Husband!—my Valentio!—my Love! Oh what shall I say? gladness confounds me, and •• am dumb with ex∣tasie. To express this meeting, Madam, I need say no more than that our Tears of Joy were as numerous as those of sorrow at our parting, when we never dreamt of being blest again. My hasty impatient fancy started a thousand questi∣ons, which spoke my love out-run my tardy Judgment, and he (who had as much to ask as my self) answer'd in one word, and made new demands in the next. We gaz'd on each other, then embrac'd, kiss'd the dear pledge of our Loves (who was now awake) sigh'd, and bill'd again like cooing Turtles in a shady Grove, where peeping lights inform them storms are past, and they may perch again on loftier Boughs. When the first transports were over, I inform'd him of my. Fortunes, and he (to oblige me) gave this succinct and Cursory account of his ab∣sence.

WHen I left thee (my lovely Delia) I felt all those pains which could possess a ten∣der Soul; one who had lov'd, and made the Centre of his wishes miserable, while her good∣ness (that permitted her not to complain) show'd (in more lively colours) the horror of his guilt. I had not before that time examin'd my own re∣solutions, and being wholly indifferent in what Country I spent the remainder of hated life, I rid some days rather a confus'd Wanderer, than

a formal or resolv'd Traveller. At last I arriv'd (after 7 Months spent on the way) at a Frontier Town of Peru-alta, and there having learnt the Language of the Country, I went to the Camp, where the present King Pharnaces resided in Per∣son. I had not stay'd long, e're oppertunity of∣fer'd her self to my advantage, Fortune courted my wishes, and presented the Enemy to our view. We encounter'd, and (my losses having taught me how to value my Person) I did more than solid Reason could assent to, and had the honour to save my General when dismounted, and al∣most trod to death by the Enemies Horse, who rush'd on in joyful crowds at their seeming Victo∣ry, not coveting blood so much as a noble Priso∣ner. This piece of service gain'd me his acquain∣tance and esteem, and his Kinsman (the haughty young Antharsus) show'd me not a few signs of his good will. But Winter soon follow'd the Battel, and the Scene (where honour was to be got) withdrew, and left the impatient Youth of the Army in their Winter Quarters, wishing a return of the Year, that Mars would again show his Head, and rouze their dying Spirits. When that time came, my grateful General, who remember'd my past acti∣ons, gave me the Command of five hundred Horse. And having receiv'd Orders to view the posture of the Enemy, I found my self encompas∣sed in a Wood by a greater Number. My men shrunk when first assaulted, and offer'd to secure themselves by flight. But seeing that resistance I made with the remaining few, and finding the way stopt, they became more resolute, and turn'd to sell their lives for dear-bought honour. In this Engagement I lost three hundred and fifty Soul∣diers,

kill'd of the Enemy seven hundred and nine, and return'd to the Camp with sourscore Prisoners, of which he that commanded the ad∣verse Party was one. The General (who was more o're joy'd at my success than my self) swore such an Action as this deserv'd to be eternally re∣member'd, and next day presented me to the King, at which time I had the Honour to kiss his Hand, and to be stil'd the Soul of his Army. Reduan (for that was the General's name) extoll'd my Valour to the Skies, and the Queen (who was present) readily answer'd she believ'd all, for the Countenance of the Noble Stranger spoke his Praises to the World, e're he opened his mouth. I thankt her with that respect her Qua∣lity inspir'd, and her Daughter (the Princess Almeria) whose Eyes were fix'd on mine, blush'd as I spoke.

Fortune (not yet wearied of doing good) brought me once more into the Field, where I sav'd the King's Life twice in one hour, and was at Night preferr'd to the Post of Captain of his Majesty's Guards, Gentleman of the Bed-cham∣ber, and Knight of the Dacian Order. Alman∣zor's Fortune never equall'd mine, for in less than six weeks after my Advancement, I beat the Enemy thrice; and at last drove them to the ne∣cessity of suing for a Peace. The old King still entrusting me with his Army, while the gene∣rous Reduan (wearied with the Toyls of War) attended his Prince's person, and saw the youth of Peru-alta sweating in blood for the smiles of that airy Mistress, Honour, of who's favour and friend∣ship he himself had been long possest.

Things being at last compos'd to Pharnaces advantage, he abandon'd the hardships of a Camp for the softer pleasures of a Palace, and fix'd his moving Court on the Banks of the River Sapho. I had a stately Appartment assign'd me within the Gates, and at Night felt my self a Prisoner in a guilded Cage; thou my Dear Delia fill'd my Soul, I thought I saw thee pensive and alone, despis'd by all, and shun'd by those who knew thee, with∣out Friends and without me, reflecting on thy past happiness, and mourning the present state; I've sigh'd for thee till my heaving Heart has shook the tottering Bed, and waking implor'd the Pity of the Gods, or if I dreamt, my Soul was with her I lov'd, survey'd her Charms, and return'd to glad my longing Heart, which too soon found out the tempting Cheat, and weep'd because it no longer cozen'd.

One Night while I lay in this Melancholy con∣dition, a small noise on the Stairs surpriz'd me, immediately after my door was opened, and I could see the Queen enter my Chamber with a light in her hand. I feign'd a dead sleep, and she who took it for real, approach'd my Bed without any signs of fear. Stood almost motion∣less, gaz'd upon me, sigh'd, and then retir'd. This odd sort of visit very much affected me, and tho' I had some grounds to suspect the Cause, yet it gave me matter enough for a great many reflecti∣ons. But while I div'd into this Mystery, my Door was a second time set open, and I could hear a Woman's Foot press the floor, who after a short stay withdrew, and suddenly re-enter'd with a Candle, coming to my Bed's side, she

show'd the Beauties of an Angel. She had a loose embroider'd Night-Gown about her, which some∣times flew open, and discover'd to the View a thousand ravishing Charms, her tender Shapes glanc'd through the fine wrought Shift, and al∣most gave Enjoyment by the sight, and I had no doubt shown my self awake, if she had not in a few Minutes abandon'd the Room. When she was gone, how soon did Delia's lovelier form check my wandering fancy, and I damn'd my past wishes when I thought of thee. Thy Beau∣ties still surmounts hers, and that of all Women, and Almeria (for 'twas she) soon vanish'd from my Soul.

Next morning the King, Queen, and Princes went a Hunting, attended by most of the No∣bility. As we past a spacious Heath some Miles from Court, it was my Fortune to ride next to her Majesty; she ey'd me with a pleasant Coun∣tenance, and told me she presum'd by my looks, I came abroad to catch Hearts, that my Eyes had tenderness in them, and I could not fail of gain∣ing some Fair Prisoner. This obliging discourse put me to the Blush, and I was at a loss for some time what to answer. While she, who was no stranger to intrigue and Gallantry, reassum'd the discourse, and told me that I was not oblig'd to study for an answer, since one kind look, or be∣witching smile, was enough to repay a thousand such complements. Adding, she suppos'd I was Born a stranger to Peru-alta, I ow'd my Birth to some colder Climate, where Love was not the grand business of the Nation, that with them such addresses were common, that she was not yet very

old, and the King already doated. Believe me Delia I knew not how to answer; the Letchery of the Royal Baud exceeded what I e're had seen in all my travels: But just as I was ready to speak, (and the sparkling of her Eyes inform'd me she wanted a return) the King approach'd, and I blest my Stars for the lucky hit. With the first opportunity I chose another Road, and fell into a new snare, studying to evite the old. For Almeria (who had seen me with her Mother) smiling ask'd me, if the Charms of a Queen had gain'd my Heart, if Majesty and Power could do more than Youth, and a moderate portion of Beauty. This strange Method very much sur∣pris'd me, I had consider'd but faintly the na∣tures of these Ladies, and almost fancy'd the King's Jealousie the cause of all, that they flatter'd to try me, and seem'd fond to advance my ruine. However as I was about to reply, Antharsus came galloping up, and I was opportunely reliev'd from a second Dilemma. He show'd a vast submission to the Princess's Commands, and the least of his Actions spoke his care to please, yet he did all with an Air that spoke him inwardly proud, and of a surly disposition. Almeria fretted at the accident, and by her Conversation gave him undoubted marks of her displeasure. The haughty young Souldier easily observ'd it, and guest the cause. The Natives of that Country are generally blacker than those of Merintha, and a Man of my Complexion seem'd a Demi-God amongst them. Next day I had a Note sent me to this purpose.

SIR,

If you are the same you'd have your self esteem'd, meet me two hours hence, (arm'd only with your Sword) on the Meadow by the River's side, where, in the same Condition and without Attendants, you will find

Antharsus.

This did not much surprise me, I knew the Cause, he envy'd my Fortune, and judg'd I had robb'd him of his Honour, and that esteem the King and Army had of him, but most of all he grudg'd me Reduan's favour and Almeria's. In the mean time I fail'd not to wait upon him, and without a recital of Particulars, know, I got Victory on my side, for after he had receiv'd three Wounds, he fell with his Sword in his Hand. I soon order'd the Body to be taken up, and in my Coach (which waited at a small distance) sent him to his Apartment in the Court. Then going straight to the King, I fell upon my Knees, begg'd his Pardon, and confest the truth of what had past. The old Man weigh'd not the Challenge sent me, and giving way to his passion, commanded me instantly to Prison. I laid my Sword at my Prince's Feet, and with∣out murmuring obey'd. At Night (when all was husht) Almeria came to see me, she urg'd her Love, the hazard she run for this dear Visit, bid me hope for sudden Freedom, and swore she'd abandon the prospect of being a Queen, rather than I should suffer. While she spoke

the generous Reduan enter'd, and seeing the Princess, was about to retire; but she kindly call'd him back, told him she was fully assur'd of his Honesty and Friendship, and would conceal nothing from him; my Friend begg'd her Par∣don and mine for the indiscretion of his Kins∣man, and (knowing the Prince's mind) added he was glad of that choice she had made, for no Man could better fill the Throne of Pharnaces, than the Warlike Valentio, (for I had not chang'd my Name, because assur'd none knew from whence I came) that my Conduct spoke my Quality answerable to my Fortune, and my Courage fit for Empire. The Royal Maid was pleas'd with what he said, and in the mean time ask'd him what expedient he could propose for my Liberty? he (who ever esteem'd me beyond my Merit) advis'd her to confess to her Father that affection she had for me, which in the first place would secure my Life, if his Kinsman (who was dangerously wounded) dy'd; and Pharnaces having no more Children, could not (with reason safe) cross her inclinations too far, lest he should endanger her Health. Kind Al∣meria at first was silent, but consulting Love, she gave consent; desiring Reduan first to speak favourably of me, and give him a hint of her passion, that she might not have the first shock of his fury, which would undoubtedly follow the unlook'd for News.

The General fail'd not to obey, and Pharna∣ces (naturally hasty) storm'd at what he heard, wonder'd he should favour the murderer of his Kinsman, and a stranger, and swore my Life

should answer for the Crime committed. My good old Friend alledg'd, he ought not to con∣sider Valentio as a Foreigner, but the preserv∣er of his Life and Honour, and one who possest the affection of his Souldiers and Daughter; as he pronounc'd these last Words the Princess enter'd, and by her Tears mollified the stubborn old Man; (for those subject to sudden anger are easily perswaded) you may believe, my Delia, I long'd to be inform'd of the success, and was pleasantly surpris'd when my Lieutenant en∣ter'd, show'd my Keeper his Orders, restor'd me my Sword, and told me I was again a Fa∣vourite. I knew this sudden Change an effect of Almeria's Love, Reduan's Friendship, and the Queen's Dotage, for as I was inform'd after∣wards by her self, she forgot not to intercede for me with her easie Husband; Pharnaces receiv'd me with a calm brow, the Daughter blush'd, and the Mother bid me by her looks consider her as the Author of my Liberty. I was divi∣ded amongst them, thou (my Dear) possest my Heart, Almeria my esteem, Reduan my Friend∣ship and Gratitude, and the Queen my pity with a mixture of aversion. In the evening I went along with the General, and saw Anthar∣sus show'd my grief for my own good Fortune, begg'd he'd believe me his well-wisher, and swore I was ready to serve him at all times, and upon all occasions.

A few days after the King took me a∣side, and having call'd for Reduan, we enter'd his Closet, tho not before Orders given to ac∣quaint the thronging Courtiers, that he was not

to be seen. Valentio (said he with a kind air) my Daughter loves you too much, and though I have that esteem for you which all good Men have, yet I should be sorry, if I were oblig'd to give my Crown to a Man who has none of my Progenitors blood in his Veins, besides my Subjects will never submit patiently to the Go∣vernment of a stranger. Advise with your Friend and mine, and (if possible) find a method by which I may be secur'd from my just fears, and Almeria's too violent passion may be kept a secret. I readily propos'd my absence, to which he and Reduan seem'd much averse, and forc'd me to second thoughts. I had conceal'd my Marriage from them both, and was now irre∣solute if I should inform them; but finding no other way to escape, I confess'd the truth, told them, I had a Wife with the Face of an Angel, and the perfections of a goddess, one whom I could never cease to Love, and for whose sake I would abandon more than Empire. Pharna∣ces rejoyc'd at the Discovery, and generous Re∣duan was rather pleas'd than incens'd, because (as he said) I had Courage without extravagant Ambition, and a real Love without the base al∣lay of Interest. The King (who was not long a plotting what next to do) conjur'd me to bring thee to Court, that nothing would sooner quench Almeria's flame, than to see me fond of another, whom I was more powerfully oblig'd to Love; that I should ever be Master of my present for∣tune, and as opportunity offer'd, he'd advance me to a greater, that he was loath to lose so good a Friend and Souldier, and if I left the

Court without designing a speedy return, his Daughter would think it an effect of his Com∣mands, and would for ever impute the loss to him, languish for my absence, and murmur at his cruelty; that if my Delia's presence did not convince her of her errour, he'd afterwards be∣stow upon me a competency for Life, and I should retire to what corner of the World I pleas'd. I left thee without a Fortune, I was ignorant of what Heaven had done for thee, and in a word, I embrac'd the offer. I kist the Queen's Hand, and that of the amorous young Princess, promis'd to return in a few Months, saw Antharsus in the way to perfect Health, and left the constant, kind Reduan sorrowful for my absence. On the road I had a thousand Fears for thy safety, and when I dreamt thee Well, I joy'd because my relenting Stars had made me Master of a Fortune suitable to thy Quality, tho' not Merit.

When I crost the River of Tara, which di∣vides Merintha from Amula, I was inform'd of Arates's death, and coming straight to this House, I was told by your faithful Maid Me∣lissa, that you was in this Chamber alone, con∣cealing the Story of my little Son, that you might glad my Soul with the welcome News. When I enter'd, I found you upon the Bed, and espying the Hat and Feather beyond you, (the obscure light, for the Curtains were drawn, de∣nying a full view of his Face) I had a thousand sudden Fears, I thought thee false, and in a height of unaccountable passion drew my Sword, with a design to punish the Treachery.—But

oh, ye merciful gods! how ravish'd I was to know my self deceiv'd; for while▪ I struggl'd between sudden Passion, Love, and the weak remains of dying Reason, the lovely Boy mov'd. Pardon, O my Delia, (continued he, and tak∣ing me in his Arms) this Crime, which nothing but excess of Love can excuse, and believe, that, satisfied and perswaded of thy fidelity, I retir'd into the Closet, with that joy at my Heart, which none can know till doubly bless'd like me.

Here he ended his Relation, and I felt the motions of my Heart, which are not easily ex∣press'd. I griev'd the easiness of his Nature, that by a seeming guilt suffer'd his Reason to be dispossest, that unheard, he could resolve to pu∣nish, and without Tryal pronounce my Doom. Yet these thoughts were soon remov'd, when I remembred his constancy, how for me he had renounc'd the hopes of a Crown, and for the smiles of a Wife, abandon'd courting Majesty. But that which most rack'd me, was the neces∣sity I lay under, of traveiling to Peru-alta; I form'd to my self a frightful Idea of the Court, dreaded the Queen and Princess, and thought Valentio already forc'd from my Arms between them. But then remembring how far his Ho∣nour was engaged, how gratitude forc'd his re∣turn, and that he'd forfeit life sooner than his Promise; how the King esteem'd him, how Reduan lov'd him, and the interest his eminent Services had gain'd him in the Nation; I began by quick degrees to change those thoughts, for

others more agreeable. In a word, Madam, after a few Weeks we began our Journey, and because nothing of consequence hapned on the Road, (excepting that Melissa lay three days sick) I shall change the Scene, and in a mi∣nute, place my self at the Court of Pharnaces. The King swore himself o'rejoy'd at my Hus∣band's Arrival, Reduan show'd a constant Friend∣ship, the Queen smil'd, and Almeria alone seem'd dejected. She upbraided Valentio with Treachery, because he had dissembl'd his real Circumstances; yet said she forgave him, see∣ing the Charms of his happier Delia sufficiently excus'd the Crime. The Youth at Court came frequently to see me, and Antharsus (who by the King's special Command was reconcil'd to my Husband) made always one in the Crow'd. He seem'd very much to affect my Maid, and believe me, Madam, she out-did all the Beau∣ties at Court. The Princess, ('tis true) was lovely, and had a singular Majesty in all her Actions, yet not so powerful in the assault of a Heart as Melissa.

Things stood not long in this Posture, for my Husband's ancient Enemy still retain'd a perfect remembrance of the affront put upon him, and studying revenge, at last this opportunity offer'd. The General and Valentio were dis∣coursing concerning the Natures of Women, the constancy of some, and the weakness of others, if the Causes proceeded from the disposition of the Body, or the Mind; and if any Man could assure himself of his Wife's fidelity, Reduan (according to his usual goodness) swore my Hus∣band

was happy, that he believ'd his Delia's Virtue proof against the strongest Temptation, and I seem'd Mistress of a Judgment of force to beat off those assaults, which (with incredible ease) would o'return the resolutions of others. Valentio thankt him for this Complement; and Antharsus swore all Women were fickle as the Winds; he'd debauch her, that pretended most to Chastity, and banish Virtue from her thoughts in less than three Days; that modesty with our Sex, was but a Cloak to private Sins, our Nature's wavering (or rather veering) to∣wards the point of Vice, and with-held only by a fond Love of Reputation, which exactly weigh'd, is rather innate Pride. The General show'd his dislike of what he said, and calmly bid him consult his Reason e're he spoke; but my Husband who took impatiently every thing that came from him, and who knew the words levell'd against himself in particular, told him (with anger in his looks) that Delia was proof against him and all Men, that he should have access to his House, and if I chang'd my Love, or endanger'd his Honour, he'd forfeit his Life. Antharsus suddenly reply'd, 'twas too great a Wager, but he'd lay his Fortune at stake, (a common Bet in that Country) that Valentio should absent himself for three Days, and at his return receive undeniable proofs of his errour in trusting to a Woman. Honest Reduan chid his Kinsman, and oppos'd the budding mis∣chief. But my Husband (confident of my Con∣duct) was resolute, and swore he would not upon any terms desist; and that a few Days

would experimentally teach the young Man, not to trust too much to his Merit, or to over∣rate his Person or Parts.

Valentio soon writ to me, by which I was in∣form'd, he had receiv'd sudden Orders from the King, that he was oblig'd to visit a Town some Miles distant, and I should not expect his re∣turn till the fourth Day following Anthar∣sus (already half assur'd of success) came imme∣diately to see me, and took care that most of his acquaintance should have notice of his Visit, he frequented the Windows, and upon every trivial Occasion fool'd me thither, that all might know us together: At Night he enter'd privately, and finding Melissa in her Chamber, he renew'd his Addresses to her, she (whom Ambition had blinded) had scarce the power to deny him any thing. He swore boundless Love for her, and seem'd to desire nothing more than a speedy Marriage between them. With this bait he easily deluded the credulous Maid, and gave her large presents to confirm her in the mistake. On the other hand, he propos'd no other proof of her affection, than the delivery of that thing which her Mistress most esteem'd, and which she knew Valentio had given me. She readily comply'd, and (while I slept) stole the Key of my Cabinet, taking from thence this Cross which now you see, and which my Husband had given me when he fled from Merintha. The young Man (glad of his feign'd Victory) gave her a Jewel of a considerable value, con∣jur'd her to conceal this Transaction from all the World, and retired to his own Ap∣partment,

eas'd because he had begun his Ri∣val's ruin.

When Valentio return'd, he saw too soon the stoln mark of fictitious Conquest, and believ'd me base. He dissembl'd all when in my Com∣pany, tho' not so well as to blind my fore-boding Soul. I askt the cause of his discontent, and he reassum'd his old excuse, want of Health. Thus we liv'd, I was ignorant of what had past, he jealous and tormented, Melissa glad of her com∣ing Fortune, and Antharsus fond of his own Villany. The Nights were spent with diffe∣rent passions on all sides, and Day was always welcome to my watchful Soul.

One Morning the lost Valentio askt me if I would go with him into the Fields: I readily consented, and having seated our selves in the Coach, we drove a Mile by the River's side, and then alighted. Sorrow prest his Brow, and his looks spoke his Heart plung'd in grief; yet still methought I read anger (or rather gloomy revenge) in his Eyes. We walkt another whole Mile without exchange of Words, and my Heart (sinking with the sudden apprehension of some coming mischief) taught me to expect greater troubles than yet I had known. While thus we walkt he caught me in his Arms, cry'd aloud, This for my Honour lost! Now Love Antharsus! Then threw me head-long down the hanging Bank. The Streams with mercy yet receiv'd me, and my Cloaths kept me a-float, till a Neighbouring Shepherd came to my relief. The poor Man took me home to his House, and made use of Remedies within his Power to bring

me back to Life. When my Reason reassum'd its Seat, I enquir'd of my deliverer, if any o∣ther Man appear'd to save me from sinking, and he assur'd me he had seen none. 'Tis not easie, Madam, to guess my Pains. I remem∣bred every word my Husband spoke, when he plung'd me into the River; how furiously he look'd, and how his Eye-balls roll'd, that I was innocent, his Cruelty even beyond his Na∣ture, that he had long design'd my Death, and that Repentance had not immediately follow'd the act, since he had not staid to afford me help when I struggl'd in the Water. Yet after all I lov'd him, 'twas that tormented my Soul, and I could have dy'd that very moment, if the de∣sire of evincing my Innocence had not o're-rul'd that of Life.

In the mean time I was not to be found at Court; Antharsus industriously gave out, that Valentio had murder'd his Wife; and the King, who thought it an effect of ambition, and a de∣sign to make way for his Marriage with Alme∣ria, easily believ'd what was said, and gave im∣mediate orders for his close Confinement. Now careless of Life and Honour, (since by his own Hands he had destroy'd what his Soul yet doated on) frankly confess'd the Crime laid to his charge, and tho' the Queen, the Princess, and sorrowful Reduan us'd their interest with Pharnaces▪ he was nevertheless brought to his Tryal, and Con∣demn'd to lose his Head at his own Gate. The false Melissa did not yet grieve for what she had done, and urg'd Antharsus to the performance of his promise. The proud Youth was startled

with the proposal, and considering the vast di∣stance between a Princess and a serving Maid, he show'd her not a few signs of contempt. She ob∣serv'd this, and to hector him into Compliance and good Nature, alledg'd the service she had done him, his Vows, and the opportunity she had to render him infamous by a full discove∣ry. He, who fear'd nothing more, and who scrupl'd not to add one Crime to another, run her against the Table with his Sword, and so left her, pleas'd by a greater mischief to conceal a lesser. Melissa (now mortally wounded) faintly call'd for assistance; and Re∣duan with several Officers entering, she confest her guilt, told them Antharsus had us'd her thus for fear of a discovery, begg'd my Hus∣band's Pardon, (tho absent) and soon after dy'd. I had sent the poor Shepherd every day to Court, where (his Wife being a Nurse) he got certain information of all that past; and I was acquainted with this Accident, almost as soon as it happened. Then it was I went to see Valentio—Pardon, Madam, this too concise way of relating my Story; but the remembrance of that Joy he show'd, when he knew me alive, adds to my present pain, and makes me more sensible of my loss. Besides, I find the kind Sister extends her welcome Arm to cut my thread of Life. I have no more time than serves to inform you; Antharsus fled, My Husband was set at Liberty. We left Peru-alta as soon as possible, and designing to visit Fabria in our return to Merintha, that storm arose when we were upon the Coast, which

robb'd me of my Son and Husband.—Oh Valentio!—I come!—now I'm—happy.—

This said, she immediately dy'd, and one Mo∣ment finish'd her story, and her unfortunate Life. The Duke and Dutchess were sorry for her Death, and in a few days she was laid in the same Grave with her Valentio. Manderina had waited upon her too when alive, and during that small space of time, we renew'd our An∣cient Friendship; she ask'd me concerning my Brother, and wish'd him success at Coloa; I wish'd her happiness, but not in the Arms of Martius, and she (not inclin'd that way so much as I had suspected) smil'd, and said, he deserv'd my Love but not hers; to me he show'd himself a Prisoner, but to her a Ro∣ver; and one whom no Beauty could fix, or Charms confine. Artaxus inform'd me by his Letters, that Indoretta still prov'd kind, that Fernanthus Duke of Meroa (a mad piece of Quality) was his dang'rous Rival, because as∣sisted with Mangroa's Authority, that he was oblig'd to live too incognito, and did not yet know when he would return.—Now, my dear Timandra, my Story draws towards a fatal Period, my Misfortunes exceed yours, and my Ruine was compleated by envious Destiny, in less than twenty days after the death of unfortu∣nate Delia.

My Welcome Lover had come to see me at the usual hour, and after some time spent in my

Company descended again into the Garden. Bonzeda it seems waited there with a design to serenade me, and approach'd the Window just as Martius was upon the foot of his supple Stairs. The Youth finding himself surpris'd, and not knowing their intention, or whom they were, drew his Sword, and laid the unwary Count dead at his feet. Xensa (who was not yet asleep, and too soon heard the noise) came run∣ning down the back Stairs; but not examining the Party or the Cause, he chose the weakest side, and was kill'd by Bonzeda's Servants, e're he had well enter'd the Garden. Poor Martius still defended himself, and the back door be∣ing suddenly broke open, a Cavalier rush'd in to his assistance. The clashing of the Swords, with the confus'd Shrieks and Oaths of those engag'd, awak'd both Families, and now a bloody Combat commenc'd (or rather was renw'd) the Count's Servants fought to revenge their Master's full, and my Lover for his Liberty. At last he was a Conquerour, and the Enemy fled. 'Twas then he had leisure to thank the Stranger for his assistance. Dur∣ing this bloody Scene, I had still slept, and it seems my kind Lover, (more cautious for my Reputation th••n my self) had left me in that condition, chusing rather to leave me without a word at parting than run the risque of a discovery by his stay. However, I awak'd just as they enter'd my Chamber, and seeing Martius and my Brother (for 'twas he that had assisted him) cover'd with blood, I leapt from the Bed, ask'd the Cause, and almost rav'd

with the sudden fright. My Lover (still an∣xious for me) would have conceal'd the truth, till he had prepar'd my mind for the shock; but Artaxus in few words inform'd me of all, and added that Ericis had seen him in Coloa; that she acquainted Meroa with it, who soon after sent him a Challenge, that he fought him, and had the fortune to kill him, that he had posted home with a design to provide himself with Mony, and to settle his affairs; that as he arriv'd, he heard the clashing of Swords in the Garden, and forc'd the Door from off its hinges, to give relief to those oppress'd. Madam, you may paint my griefs from your own: And tho' the loss of Con∣stant Adrastus, exceeded that of a Father, yet to remove the inequality, I saw my Brother and my Lover oblig'd to abandon Fabria. How∣ever to make my misery truly equal to your own, I was robb'd of Martius and Artaxus too. For they had not been gone six Months, (during which time, I receiv'd many Letters from them) when I was inform'd of both their deaths; the occasion of which take in few words.

They had fled into the Province of Cathinna, where wearied with so long an absence from those they lov'd, they at last resolv'd upon a Jour∣ney home. By the way they lodg'd in a small Village, where (not finding conveniences for lying together as they us'd to do) they chose their respective ••nns. At Night my Lover's Host, discours'd the story of Xensa's and Bonze∣da's death, and how young Mangroa had by his flight confess'd himself guilty of the Murder.

Martius was very much surpris'd with the Rela∣tion, and scarce thought himself safe; but being al∣ways of an invincible courage, these thoughts soon fled, and he retir'd to his Chamber. My Brother's fortune was almost the same; for his Hostess spent most of the Night on his Adventure concerning Fernanthus; and being at Supper with him, she said to her Husband, This Gen∣tleman (looking on my Brother) very much re∣sembles Young Xensa; if he is the same Fame paints him amongst us. Artaxus smil'd, and soon after went to bed, where (wearied with his Journey) he fell asleep, and dreamt no more of what had past. About midnight the House was surrounded with Arm'd men, their leader crying, guard the Doors, and secure the Murderer. It seems, Madam, a High-Way Man, who had robb'd, and afterwards kill'd a Gentleman, ten Miles from that place, had come to the same Inn that Evening, but not known to be such, he had pay'd his reckoning and pursu'd another Road. The now Duke of Xensa surpris'd with the sudden noise, started from the Bed, and laid hold of his Sword, resolv'd either to purchase li∣berty, or fall in the attempt. In the mean time Martius could find no rest, he dreamt of some coming danger, yet knew not what it was, and fear'd my Brother's safety more than his own. At last hearing a noise in the Streets, he call'd his watchful Host; and enquir'd into the cause. He soon inform'd him, and the Youth (judging my Brother betray'd) half drest, and Arm'd on∣ly with his Sword, run to his assistance, and came iust as Artaxus had engag'd with the furious

Mobb, who, by his resistance, and desperate en∣deavour to escape, easily believ'd him the Robber, and us'd their utmost force to repel his. Young Mangroa no sooner arriv'd, than he made his way through the Rabble, and calling aloud for Artaxus, at last reach'd him. Xensa hearing his own name proclaim'd, concludes they cer∣tainly knew him, and not discerning his Friend in the dark, or remembring his Voice in the hurry, he turn'd his Sword upon him, as his most dangerous Enemy; because next to his Per∣son. My Lover from his resistance argu'd his own mistake, and sought to secure himself by the death of his Adversary.—Oh! Cru∣el Heavens! they both fell, my Brother was kill'd by my Lover, and Artaxus robb'd me of Martius.—Judge of my sorrow by my misfortune, for I'm perswaded, Madam, no loss ever equall'd mine. The Dutchess dy'd with sudden grief. The constant Indoretta poyson'd her self, and the kind Manderina languish'd a few Months, and then fled into the other World. I had then retir'd from pomp and noise, and spent the remainder of my Years in Devotions, if my Friends had not over-perswaded me to the Contrary, and with cunning Arguments had not juggl'd me into a love of Liberty, and aversion to a recluse Monastick Life. However, in not abandoning the World, I had the Happiness of your acquaintance, for you came to my House, Madam, two Years after this Tragedy had been Acted.—Excuse me if I have not Writ my Letter with that Art you show in yours, or if I have dwelt too long upon the story of un∣happy

Delia, think 'twas my design to divert you from too serious thoughts.—I'm glad my Cousin the Abbess is your Friend; and am,

Your, &c. Timandra.

FINIS.