De ----.

Between you and I, Lucy, it is a little unreasonable that people
will come together entirely upon sordid principles, and then wonder
they are not happy: in delicate minds, love is seldom the consequence
of marriage.

It is not absolutely certain that a marriage of which love is the
foundation will be happy; but it is infallible, I believe, that no
other can be so to souls capable of tenderness.

Half the world, you will please to observe, have no souls; at least
none but of the vegetable and animal kinds: to this species of beings,
love and sentiment are entirely unnecessary; they were made to travel
through life in a state of mind neither quite awake nor asleep; and it
is perfectly equal to them in what company they take the journey.

You and I, my dear, are something _awakened_; therefore it is
necessary we should love where we marry, and for this reason: our
souls, being of the active kind, can never be totally at rest;
therefore, if we were not to love our husbands, we should be in
dreadful danger of loving somebody else.

For my part, whatever tall maiden aunts and cousins may say of the
indecency of a young woman's distinguishing one man from another, and
of love coming after marriage; I think marrying, in that expectation,
on sober prudent principles, a man one dislikes, the most deliberate
and shameful degree of vice of which the human mind is capable.

I cannot help observing here, that the great aim of modern education
seems to be, to eradicate the best impulses of the human heart, love,
friendship, compassion, benevolence; to destroy the social, and
encrease the selfish principle. Parents wisely attempt to root out
those affections which should only be directed to proper objects, and
which heaven gave us as the means of happiness; not considering that
the success of such an attempt is doubtful; and that, if they succeed,
they take from life all its sweetness, and reduce it to a dull unactive
round of tasteless days, scarcely raised above vegetation.

If my ideas of things are right, the human mind is naturally
virtuous; the business of education is therefore less to give us good
impressions, which we have from nature, than to guard us against bad
ones, which are generally acquired.

And so ends my sermon.

Adieu! my dear!
Your faithful
A. Fermor.

A letter from your brother; I believe the dear creature is out of
his wits: Emily has consented to marry him, and one