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concern of a poét to have his works tinderstood, and particularly by your sex, that you must give me leave to explain two or three difficult terms.
The Rosicrụcians are a people I must bring you acquainted with. The best account I know of them is in a French book, called · Le Comte de Gabalis,' which, both in its title and size, is so like a novel, that many of the fair sex have read it for one by mistake. According to these gentlemen, the four elements are inhabited by spirits, which they call sylphs, gnomes, nymphs, and salaman. ders. The gnomes, or demons of earth, delight in mischief: but the sylphs, whose habitation is ini the air, are the best-conditioned creatures imaginable; for, they say, any mortal may enjoy the most intimate familiarities with these gentle spirits, upon a condition very easy to all true adepts,-an inviolate preservation of chastity.
As to the following cantos, all the passages of them are as fabulous as the vision at the begirning, or the transformation at the end (except the loss of your hair, which I always mention with reverence.) The human persons are as fictitious as the airy ones; and the character of Belinda, as it is now managed, resembles you in nothing but in beanty.
If this poem had as many graces as there are in your person, or in yonr mind, yet I conld never hope it should pass through the world half so uncensured as you have done. But let its fortune be what it will, wine is happy enough, to have given me this occasion of assuring you that I ain, with the truest esteem, Madam, Your most obedient; hrimible servant,
A. POPE. VOL. I.
RAPE OF THE LOCK.
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos;
Say what strange motive, goddess ! could compel
Sol through white curtains shot a timorous ray,
A youth more glittering than a birthnight beau,
• Fairest of mortals, thou distinguish'd care
For when the fair in all their pride expire,
• Know further yet; whoever fair and chaste
Some nymphs there are, too conscious of their For life predestin'd to the gnomes' embrace. [face, These swell their prospects, and exalt their pride, When offers are disdain’d, and love denied : Then gay ideas crowd the vacant brain, While peers, and dukes, and all their sweeping train, And garters, stars, and coronets appear, And in soft sounds, “your Grace” salates their ear. 'Tis these that early taint the female soul, Instruct the eyes of young coquettes to roll, Teach infant checks a bidden blush to know, And little hearts to flutter at a beau,
Oft, when the world imagine women stray, The sylphs through mystic mazes guide their way ; Through all the giddy circle they pursue, And old impertinence expel by new. What tender maid but must a victim fall To one man's treat, but for another's ball ? When Florio speaks, what virgin could withstand, It gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand? With varying vanities, from every part, They shift the moving toyshop of their heart; Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword
knots strive, Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches drive. This erring mortals levity may call; Oh, blind to truth! the sylphs contrive it all.
Of these am I, who thy protection claim, A watchful sprite, and Ariel is my name. Late as I rang’d the crystal wilds of air, In the clear mirror of thy ruling star, I saw, álas! some dread event impend, Ere to the main this morning suv descend, But Heav'n reyeals not what, or how, or where: Warn’d by thy sylph, O pious maid, beware! This to disclose is all thy guardian can: Beware of all, but most beware of man ! He said ; when Shock, who thought she slept
too long, Leap'd up, and wak'd his mistress with his tongue. "'Twas then, Belindą, if report say true, Thy eyes first open’d on a billet-doux; Wounds, charms, and ardours, were no sooner read, But all the vision yanish'd from thy head.
And now, unveild, the toilet stands display'd, Each silver vase in mystic order laid,