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recommend the Subject of Male Wi6 dowhood to you, and beg of you to 6 touch upon it by the first Opportu

nity. To those who have not lived • like Husbands during the Lives of their . Spouses, this would be a tasteless

Jumble of Words; but to such (of whom there are not a few) who have enjoy'd that State with the Sentiments proper for it, you will have every

Line, which hits the Sorrow, attenided with a Tear of Pity and Consolation. For I know not by what « Goodness of Providence it is, that e

very gush of Passion is a step towards o the Relief of it; and there is a cere otain Comfort in the very Act of Sor

rowing, which, I suppose, arises from 6 a secret. Consciousness in the Mind, ( that the Affliction it is under flows

from a virtuous Cause. My Concern i is not indeed fo outrageous as at the ' first Transport; for I think it has < subsided rather into a foberer State of ? Mind, than any actual Perturbation

of Spirit. There might be. Rules <formed for Men's Behaviour on this

great Incident, to bring them from that Misfortune into the Condition I am at present; which is, I think,"

that

" that my Sorrow has converted all

Roughness of Temper into Meek' ness, Good-nature, and Complacency: . But indeed, when in a serious and

lonely Hour - I present my departed • Confort to my Imagination, with

that Air of Persuasion in her Counte

nance when I have been in Passion, I that sweet Affability when I have

been in Good-humour, that tender & Compassion when I have had any thing

which gave me Uneasiness; I confels • to you I am inconsolable, and my 6 Eyes gush with Grief as if I had

seen her but just then expire. In this « Condition I am broken in upon by a & charming young Woman, my Daugh

ter, who is the Picture of what her • Mother was on her Wedding-day. « The good Girl

strives to comfort me; 6 but how shall I let you know that all

the Comfort the gives me is to make my Tears flow more easily? The Child knows the quickens my Sor

rows, and rejoyces my Heart at the 6 same time. Oh, ye Learned, tell me by "what Word to speak a Motion of ! the Soul, for which there is no Name. 6 When the kneels and bids me be com! forted, the is my Child; when I take

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• her in my Arms, and bid her say no

more, he is my very Wife, and is the very Comforter I lament the lofs of. I banish her the Room, and weep aloud, that I have šlost her Mothér, and that I have her.

Mr. SPECTATOR, I with it wore possible for you to have a Sepfe of these pleasing Perplexities; you might

communicate to the guilty part of | Mankind, that they are in capable of

the Happiness which is in the very • Sorrows of the Virtuqus.

BUT pray spare me a little longer; give me leave to tell

you the manner of her Death.' She took leave of ! all her Family, and bore the pain Apa

piication of Medicines with the greare eft Pationce imaginable. * When the « Physician told her she must certainly die, fhe defined, as well as fhe could, that all who were present, except my felf, might depart the Room. She (faid fhe had nothing to say, for the

was resigned, and I knew all the knew (that concerned us in this World: but

The defied to be alone, that in the 6. Prefence of God only the might, (without Interruption, do her last Duty to me of thanking me for all

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fav my Kindness to her; adding, that

The hoped in my laft Moments I fhould feel the fame Comfort for my

Goodness to her, as the did in that CODE

she had acquitted herself with Ho-
nour, Truth and Virtue to me.
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, and will not tell oled you that this Kindness cut my Heart enig in twain, when I expected an Ac

cufation for some passionate Starts of ? mine, in some parts of our time to

gether, to say nothing, but thank

! me for the Good, if there was any ang

Good suitable to her own Excel6 lence! All that I had ever said to

her, all the Circumftances of Sorrow and Joy between us, crowded upon my Mind in the same Inftant; and then immediately after I saw the Pangs of Death come upon that dear

Body which I had often embraced 6 with Tranfport, when I faw those

cherifhing Eyes begin to be ghaftly, and their laft Struggle to be to fix ( themselves on me, how did I lose & all Patience? She expired in my Arms,

and in my Diftraction I thought I 6. Taw her Bosom still heave. There

was certainly Life yet still left; } • cried The just now spoke to me: But,

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. alas! I grew giddy, and all things I moved about me from the Diftem

per of my own Head; for the best of Women was breathless, and gone for ever.

NOW the Doctrine I would, • methinks, have you raise from this

Account I have given you, is, That there is a certain Equanimity in those • who are good and just, which runs • into their very Sorrow, and disap• points the Force of it. Though they

must pass through Afflictions in common with all who are in human Nature, yet their conscious Integrity fhall undermine their Affliction; nay, that very Afidion shall add Force to • their Integrity, from a Reflection of 6 the ufe of Virtue in the Hour of Af "Aicion. I sat down with a design S to put you upon giving us Rules 6 how to overcome such Griefs as

these; but I should rather advise you

to teach Men to be capable of ¢' them.

6 YOU Men of Letters have what you call the fine Taste in their Apprehensions of what is properly done or said: There is something like this deeply grafted in the Soul of him

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