Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER XX. RECOGNITION. Deleo omnes deblnc ex animo mulieies. O Caroline ! Thou that wast yesterday without a blot; Thou that wast every good and every thing That men call blessed; thou that wast the spring; From whence inferior maids drew all their best; Thou that wast always pure, and always blest In faith and promise; thou that hadst the name Of virtuous given thee, and mad'st good the same Even from thy cradle; thou that wast that all That men delighted in ! Oh ! what a fall Is this, to have been so, and now to be The only best in wrong and infamy, And I to live to know this ! Faithful Shepherdess. But fare thee well, most foul! most fair ! Thou pure impiety and impious purity, For thee I'll lock up all the gates of love, And on my eye, lids shall conjecture hang, To turn all beauty into thoughts of horror! Shakspeare. LETTER XXI. CAROLINE ST. CLAIR TO MRS. BALCARRIS. I Broke off yesterday, when Mr. Lindsay took his departure. Scarcely had he left the room, before Mr. Breadalbane flew to the door of my little prison, supplicating me to come out, Iwas too much overcome at that moment to appear. He continued to implore me to open the door?to speak to him?to come to him?in every term of earnest, and even passionate in- treaty, that language could furnish. I could scarcely speak, but I commanded myself sufficiently to articulate, with composure, ' that I would come soon.' For a few moments he was silent?then again renewed his entreaties with, more fervour than ever. At last, while leaning his whole weight against the frail door, it burst open, and he almost fell into the room. I started up from the little bed, (usually occupied by the nurse), on which I had thrown myself? and endeavoured to make my escape, but he prevented me. ' Good heavens !?in t...