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that no knowledge is so deeply impressed as that gained by experience. The world is a book hard to learn; but the lessons it gives are never forgot, and they are well worth some pain, if we do not pay too dear for their attainment. At Geneva I heard of my sister's illness, and returned to meet her in Paris; nor was I at all averse to her coming to Italy, for by this time I knew that you were attached to each other, and that mutual regard was what I considered the most essential point."
Then do you think that Mary loved me at that time?" demanded Charles eagerly...... .." She had certainly a preference for you,” answered her brother, smiling. “ Farther I cannot tell you ; you had better ask her herself. As to your character, Charles, I do not know many men with more faults than you have; but I flatter myself they are of that nature, that they may be guided into virtues if you please.” “ I will endeavour to amend them, Fre
in the grounds, very busily engaged in reading a letter, which she speedily folded up, and placed in her bosom as they drew near. What were its contents, of course, could not even be guessed at; but she was in very high spirits, and giving way to every thought of a most poetical imagination, she kept up the conversation for more than an hour, with a wit and brilliance that Charles had not fancied that she possessed, while sir Philip gazed upon her with mingled feelings of tenderness and admiration.
In addition to the family of the count, there was present an old gentleman of the name of Varoni, one of that class of men who, without having encountered any great disappointment to account for their sullenness, or any great ingratitude to warrant their misanthropy, please themselves by depreciating the happiness of others, and attribute to the unworthiness of the world 'the effects of a discontented spirit. With him Miss Mori kept up a
“ I hope, Frederic,” "replied his cousin, “ that our happiness may be increased by seeing yours.”
Lord Burton shook his head, with one of those smiles more the offspring of melancholy resignation than the child of hope.--" No, Charles," he replied; " with you two, all is as yet bright. New to the world and all its arts, unstained by any crime or vice, every thing once seemed to me, as it does to you, beautiful, and formed for enjoyment; but my feelings are now sadly altered; I can scarcely personally taste pleasure, and I am in a manner obliged to transfer my sensations, and for happiness myself, enter into the delights of others. But there is another subject upon which I wish to speak to you that is about my friend Malden, from whom I had a letter the other day, which has given me some pain, for I fear he may be disappointed.”
“Stop, stop, Burton!" rejoined Charles laughing, and I will tell you beforehand
to say- Poor creature !” added he, obsery. ing that she gave him a droll look of pity; « but I would rather far be as I am, and see the world in all its natural and acquired deformity, than live the constant and wretched dupe of imagination and sensibility as they call it." .
s That is the question," said signora Mori, “ whether the world is so much in fault, or our own expectations from it erroneous.”
“ Well,” answered Varoni, “ were fairy endowments still in fashion, and I had the misfortune to have a son, if any of these airy beings were to promise that he should be gifted with qualities according to my desire, I would say~ If this world is all I am to think of, give him just sufficient mind to take care of his own interest, and to enjoy the common objects of taste; but give him neither feeling, liberality, nor affection; but if the pains of this world are to prepare him for the happiness of the next, give him all three, he will then be
He has been weak enough, as he says himself, to feel this affection in its growth, and to suffer it to proceed; but these are subjects on which we are all weak, Charles. However, Malden wrote to me, as the person through whose means he was introduced to your family, desiring to know what I thought he ought to do. His words are—' Consider not our friendship, do not regard your habitual prepossession in my favour; look upon me as a stranger, and tell me in honour and propriety what I ought to do. I answered him, that for my own part, nothing would give me greater pleasure than to welcome him as a part of my family; but at the same time, I set before him the difficulties he was likely to meet with on the side of your father, nor was I quite sure that you would be pleased with such a connexion yourself.”
“ You did not do me justice, Frederic,” answered his cousin; “ no one can revere the institutions of society, more than I do;