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<h2> THE WIDOW. </h2>
<p>In my first description of the company in which I pass most of my time, it
may be remembered that I mentioned a great affliction which my friend Sir
Roger had met with in his youth; which was no less than a disappointment
in love. It happened this evening that we fell into a very pleasing walk
at a distance from his house. As soon as we came into it, "It is," quoth
the good old man, looking round him with a smile, "very hard, that any
part of my land should be settled upon one who has used me so ill as the
perverse widow did; and yet I am sure I could not see a sprig of any bough
of this whole walk of trees, but I should reflect upon her and her
severity. She has certainly the finest hand of any woman in the world. You
are to know this was the place wherein I used to muse upon her; and by
that custom I can never come into it, but the same tender sentiments
revive in my mind, as if I had actually walked with that beautiful
creature under these shades. I have been fool enough to carve her name on
the bark of several of these trees; so unhappy is the condition of men in
love, to attempt the removing of their passions by the methods which serve
only to imprint it deeper. She has certainly the finest hand of any woman
in the world."</p>
<p>Here followed a profound silence; and I was not displeased to observe my
friend falling so naturally into a discourse, which I had ever before
taken notice he industriously avoided. After a very long pause he entered
upon an account of this great circumstance in his life, with an air which
I thought raised my idea of him above what I had ever had before; and gave
me the picture of that chearful mind of his, before it received that
stroke which has ever since affected his words and actions. But he went on
as follows:</p>
<p>"I came to my estate in my twenty-second year, and resolved to follow the
steps of the most worthy of my ancestors who have inhabited this spot of
earth before me, in all the methods of hospitality and good neighbourhood,
for the sake of my fame; and in country sports and recreations, for the
sake of my health. In my twenty-third year I was obliged to serve as
sheriff of the county; and in my servants, officers, and whole equipage,
indulged the pleasure of a young man (who did not think ill of his own
person) in taking that public occasion of shewing my figure and behaviour
to advantage. You may easily imagine to yourself what appearance I made,
who am pretty tall, rid well, and was very well dressed, at the head of a
whole county, with musick before me, a feather in my hat, and my horse
well bitted. I can assure you I was not a little pleased with the kind
looks and glances I had from all the balconies and windows as I rode to
the hall where the assizes were held. But when I came there, a beautiful
creature in a widow's habit sat in court, to hear the event of a cause
concerning her dower. This commanding creature (who was born for the
destruction of all who behold her) put on such a resignation in her
countenance, and bore the whispers of all around the court with such a
pretty uneasiness, I warrant you, and then recovered herself from one eye
to another, till she was perfectly confused by meeting something so
wistful in all she encountered, that at last, with a murrain to her, she
cast her bewitching eye upon me. I no sooner met it, but I bowed like a
great surprised booby; and knowing her cause to be the first which came
on, I cried, like a captivated calf as I was! 'Make way for the
defendant's witnesses.' This sudden partiality made all the county see the
sheriff also was become a slave to the fine widow. During the time her
cause was upon trial, she behaved herself, I warrant you, with such a deep
attention to her business, took opportunities to have little billets
handed to her counsel, then would be in such a pretty confusion,
occasioned, you must know, by acting before so much company, that not only
I but the whole court was prejudiced in her favour; and all that the next
heir to her husband had to urge, was thought so groundless and frivolous,
that when it came to her counsel to reply, there was not half so much said
as every one besides in the court thought he could have urged to her
advantage. You must understand, Sir, this perverse woman is one of those
unaccountable creatures, that secretly rejoice in the admiration of men,
but indulge themselves in no further consequences. Hence it is that she
has ever had a train of admirers, and she removes from her slaves in town
to those in the country, according to the seasons of the year. She is a
reading lady, and far gone in the pleasures of friendship. She is always
accompanied by a confident, who is witness to her daily protestations
against our sex, and consequently a bar to her first steps towards love,
upon the strength of her own maxims and declarations.</p>
<p>"However, I must needs say this accomplished mistress of mine has
distinguished me above the rest, and has been known to declare Sir Roger
de Coverley was the tamest and most humane of all the brutes in the
country. I was told she said so, by one who thought he rallied me; but
upon the strength of this slender encouragement of being thought least
detestable, I made new liveries, new-pair'd my coach horses, sent them all
to town to be bitted and taught to throw their legs well, and move all
together, before I pretended to cross the country, and wait upon her. As
soon as I thought my retinue suitable to the character of my fortune and
youth, I set out from hence to make my addresses. The particular skill of
this lady has ever been to inflame your wishes, and yet command respect.
To make her mistress of this art, she has a greater share of knowledge,
wit, and good sense, than is usual even among men of merit. Then she is
beautiful beyond the race of women. If you won't let her go on with a
certain artifice with her eyes, and the skill of beauty, she will arm
herself with her real charms, and strike you with admiration instead of
desire. It is certain that if you were to behold the whole woman, there is
that dignity in her aspect, that composure in her motion, that complacency
in her manner, that if her form makes you hope, her merit makes you fear.
But then again, she is such a desperate scholar, that no country-gentleman
can approach her without being a jest. As I was going to tell you, when I
came to her house I was admitted to her presence with great civility; at
the same time she placed herself to be first seen by me in such an
attitude, as I think you call the posture of a picture, that she
discovered new charms, and I at last came towards her with such an awe as
made me speechless. This she no sooner observed but she made her advantage
of it, and began a discourse to me concerning love and honour, as they
both are followed by pretenders and the real votaries to them. When she
discussed these points in a discourse, which I verily believe was as
learned as the best philosopher in Europe could possibly make, she asked
me whether she was so happy as to fall in with my sentiments on these
important particulars. Her confident sat by her, and upon my being in the
last confusion and silence, this malicious aid of hers turning to her
says, 'I am very glad to observe Sir Roger pauses upon this subject, and
seems resolved to deliver all his sentiments upon the matter when he
pleases to speak.' They both kept their countenances, and after I had sat
half an hour meditating how to behave before such profound casuists, I
rose up and took my leave. Chance has since that time thrown me very often
in her way, and she as often has directed a discourse to me which I do not
understand. This barbarity has kept me ever at a distance from the most
beautiful object my eyes ever beheld. It is thus also she deals with all
mankind, and you must make love to her, as you would conquer the sphinx,
by posing her. But were she like other women, and that there were any
talking to her, how constant must the pleasure of that man be, who could
converse with the creature—But, after all, you may be sure her heart
is fixed on some one or other; and yet I have been credibly inform'd; but
who can believe half that is said? After she had done speaking to me, she
put her hand to her bosom and adjusted her tucker. Then she cast her eyes
a little down, upon my beholding her too earnestly. They say she sings
excellently; her voice in her ordinary speech has something in it
inexpressibly sweet. You must know I dined with her at a publick table the
day after I first saw her, and she helped me to some tansy in the eye of
all the gentlemen in the country. She has certainly the finest hand of any
woman in the world. I can assure you, Sir, were you to behold her, you
would be in the same condition; for as her speech is musick, her form is
angelick. But I find I grow irregular while I am talking of her; but
indeed it would be stupidity to be unconcerned at such perfection. Oh the
excellent creature! she is as inimitable to all women, as she is
inaccessible to all men."</p>
<p>I found my friend begin to rave, and insensibly led him towards the house,
that we might be joined by some other company; and am convinced that the
widow is the secret cause of all that inconsistency which appears in some
parts of my friend's discourse; tho' he has so much command of himself as
not directly to mention her, yet according to that of Martial, which one
knows not how to render into English, DUM TACET HANC LOQUITUR. I shall end
this paper with that whole epigram, which represents with much humour my
honest friend's condition.</p>
<p>QUICQUID AGIT RUFUS, NIHIL EST, NISI NAEVIA RUFO,<br/>
SI GAUDET, SI FLET, SI TACET, HANC LOQUITUR:<br/>
CAENAT, PROPINAT, POSCET, NEGAT, ANNUIT, UNA EST<br/>
NAEVIA; SI NON SIT NAEVIA, MUTUS ERIT.<br/>
SCRIBERET HESTERNA PATRI CUM LUCE SALUTEM,<br/>
NAEVIA LUX, INQUIT, NAEVIA NUMEN AVE.<br/>
Epig. 69, 1. I.<br/>
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Let Rufus weep, rejoice, stand, sit or walk,<br/>
Still he can nothing but of NAEVIA talk;<br/>
Let him eat, drink, ask questions, or dispute,<br/>
Still he must speak of NAEVIA, or be mute.<br/>
He writ to his father, ending with this line,<br/>
"I am, my lovely NAEVIA, ever thine."<br/></p>
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