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"Happy then," cried he, "was the hour that brought me to this country; yet not in search of you did I coenious young aiety, the brilliancy of wit, is the sight of that green fallen plant! not sapless by age, nor withered by disease, but destroyed by want of pruning, and bending, breaking by its own luxuriance!"
"And where, Sir, is he now?
"Labouring wilfully in the field, with those who labour compulsatorily; such are we all by nature, discontented, perverse, and changeable; though all have not courage to appear so, and few, like Belfield, are worth watching when they do He told me he was happy; I knew it could not be: but his employment was inoffensive, and I left hihbourhood I heard of you, and found your name was coupled with praise I came to see if you deserved it; I have seen, and am satisfied"
"You are not, then, very difficult, for I have yet done nothing How are we to begin these operations you propose? You have awakenedelse, I believe, could just now have given ether, till not a woe shall res of the fatherless, the prayers of little children, shall heal all your wounds with balrance When sad, they shall cheer, when coo to their roofless houses, and see thes the inclemency of the weather; ill clothe theer The cries of distress shall be changed to notes of joy: your heart shall be enraptured, ? I a object dies for want of succour! Farewell; I will fly to the abodes of wretchedness, and come to you to-morrow to render theular visit was for Cecilia most fortunately tirief, by the viehich it opened to her of general calae and his counsels, theirTaught by him to compare her state with that of at least half her species, she began h as left as withdrawn, and found the balance in her favour The plan he had presented to her of good works was consonant to her character and inclinations; and the active charity in which he proposed to engage her, re-anih to far different subjects from those which had depressed them Any scheusted her; but her mind was just in the situation to be in in which virtue humoured melancholy