a friend upon a mermaid or shark? Give me the paper and listen.
“For Miss--, read Miss Smith
*My first displays the wealth and pomp of kings,
Lord of the earth! Their luxury and ease.*
That is court.
*Another view of man, my second brings,
Behold him there, the monarch of the seas!*
That is ship;– plain as can be.–Now for the cream.
*But, ah! united, what reverse we have!
Man’s boasted power and freedom, are all thrown;
Lord of the earth and sea, he bends a slave,
And woman, lovely woman, reigns alone.*
A very proper compliment!–and then follows the application which I think, my dear Harriet, you cannot find much difficulty in comprehending. Read it in comfort to yourself. There can be no doubt of it being written for you and to you.”
Harriet could not long resist so delightful a persuasion. She read the concluding lines, and was all flutter and happiness. She could not speak. But she was not wanted to speak. It was enough for her to feel. Emma spoke for her.
“There is so pointed, and so particular a meaning in this compliment,” said she, “that I cannot have a moment’s doubt as to Mr. Elton’s intentions. You are his object–and you will soon receive the completest proof of it. I thought it must be so. I thought I could not be so deceived; but now, it is clear; the state of his mind is as clear and decided