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A Philoſophical, Hiſtorical, and Moral ESSAY ON OLD MAIDS.

VOL. II.

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A Philoſophical, Hiſtorical, and Moral ESSAY ON OLD MAIDS. BY A FRIEND TO THE SISTERHOOD.

IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. II.

To unfold the ſage And ſerious Doctrine of Virginity. MILTON'S Comus.
[...]. ARISTOPHANES.
Nemo apud nos, qui idem tentaverit; nemo apud Graecos, qui unus omnia ea tractaverit.—Res ardua, vetuſtis novitatem dare, novis autoritatem, obſoletis nitorem, obſcuris lucem, faſtiditis gratiam, dubiis fidem, omnibus vero naturam, et naturae ſuae omnia. Itaque, etiam non aſſecutis, voluiſſe, abundè pulchrum atque magnificum eſt. PLINII Hiſt. Nat. Praefatio.

LONDON: PRINTED FOR T. CADELL, IN THE STRAND. M.DCC.LXXXV.

AN ESSAY ON OLD MAIDS.

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PART III. ON OLD MAIDS IN ANCIENT HISTORY.

CHAP. I. Conjectures concerning the Exiſtence of Old Maids before the Deluge.

A DUTCH author, diſtinguiſhed by his erudition and his misfortunes, has endeavoured to prove, in a diſſertation of more learning than modeſty, that, when our progenitors were firſt created, it was the intention of Heaven, that Eve herſelf ſhould become an Old Maid; and that [2] original ſin was introduced into the world by the diſobedience of our frail mother, not literally in eating a myſterious fruit, but in wandering from the path of virgin purity. This fanciful hypotheſis did not ariſe in the heavy air of Holland—the idea was entertained by ſome illuſtrious fathers of the church; and the great living hiſtorian of the Roman empire, in thoſe ſarcaſtic remarks on Chriſtianity, which are the only blemiſh in his exquiſite compoſition, has obſerved, ‘it was their favourite opinion, that if Adam had preſerved his obedience to the Creator, he would have lived and died in a ſtate of virgin purity, and that ſome harmleſs mode of vegetation might have peopled Paradiſe with a race of innocent and immortal beings.’ In a note to this paſſage, the great hiſtorian informs us, that ‘Juſtin, Gregory of Nyſſa, Auguſtin, &c. ſtrongly inclined to this opinion;’ but he has not attended, with his uſual accuracy, to the idea entertained by the laſt of theſe fathers on this curious [3] point. Auguſtin, in the 14th book of his City of God, enters into a long and rather indelicate diſcuſſion of it. He affirms, that Paradiſe would have been peopled, not by a harmleſs mode of vegetation, but by an actual intercourſe between the ſexes, yet unſtimulated by any wanton or paſſionate deſire; and, as a proof that man might have poſſeſſed this perfect command over his innocent frame, the good father, and his learned commentator Lodovicus Vives, alledge the moſt whimſical and ludicrous occurrences that were ever recorded by a ſerious pen. The curious reader may find theſe extraordinary anecdotes related in very coarſe but explicit language, at the 498th page of the Engliſh tranſlation of St. Auguſtin, printed in 1620. I ought, perhaps, like the holy father himſelf, when ſpeaking of matters much more indecent, to aſk the pardon of chaſte eyes, for pointing out to them ſuch indelicate wonders; but, I flatter myſelf, the kind ſiſterhood will forgive the coarſeneſs of the ſtory, for [4] the ſake of my zealous ſolicitude to indulge their curioſity. I truſt I may afford them both amuſement and inſtruction, by ſhewing them how ſtrangely men of the moſt reverend character have been betrayed, by frivolous ſpeculation, into the groſſeſt abſurdity.

Perhaps, without the ſanctity of Auguſtin, I am now expoſing myſelf to a ſimilar cenſure; but if an enquiry into antediluvian virginity ſhould be conſidered by any moroſe or ſceptical readers as a frivolous ſpeculation, let them remember, that I am profeſſedly following the example of thoſe great antiquarians, who have aſtoniſhed the preſent enlightened age by the profundity of their reſearches. The elaborate works of theſe gentlemen evidently prove, that they have two conſiderable and ſeparate points to purſue; the firſt and moſt important, to diſplay their own extenſive erudition; the ſecond and inferior, to inform or to amuſe their reader, which, like all other ſecondary aims, muſt be frequently [5] ſacrificed to the more important. After the marvellous intimate acquaintance which the learned Mr. Bryant has ſhewn with the family of Chus, the grandſon of Noah, every author who profeſſes to treat of an ancient inſtitution, may be reaſonably expected to give ſome account of whatever relates to it, either immediately after, or long before the deluge; and the reſpect which I bear to the ſiſterhood makes me ambitious of ſhewing them, that I have diligently ranſacked ſuch memorials of paſt ages, both genuine and fictitious, as I thought likely to elucidate the hiſtory of their long-neglected though venerable order: yet, as it is an eſtabliſhed privilege of authors to point out their own particular merits, and the particular failings of their brethren, let me here modeſtly boaſt of my own candour, in not endeavouring to raiſe the antiquity of the intereſting order to which my pen is devoted, at the expence of truth; a failing that almoſt all my brother antiquarians may be ſaid, I fear, to have [6] learned from each other. For my own part, I wiſh the chaſte ſiſterhood, in all points that concern both themſelves and others, to diſtinguiſh rumour from fact.

On theſe principles I ſhall proceed to tell them, that Eve herſelf has been ſaid to have inſtituted a religious order of certain young women, who were to continue virgins, and to preſerve unextinguiſhed the fire, which had fallen from heaven on the ſacrifice of Abel *. This chaſte inſtitution is reported to have ariſen in the ninety-ninth year of the world. An advocate for the exiſtence of antediluvian chaſtity may appeal to an evidence of reſpectable authority, to no leſs a perſonage than the prophet Enoch, the ſeventh in a direct line from Adam. In certain fragments, ſtill preſerved, of this moſt early writer, we are told, that ſome women, in the age of this ingenious patriarch, had devoted themſelves to a life of virginity: but it is proper [7] to add, that although the compoſition of Enoch is mentioned in the Epiſtle of St. Jude, the authenticity of theſe fragments has been forcibly called in queſtion, and, though quoted and defended by ſome of the fathers, yet moſt modern authors of eminence, and particularly the learned Sir Walter Rawleigh, in the firſt book of his Hiſtory of the World, ſeem inclined to conſider them as a fiction.

The very conciſe narration which Moſes has given us of events before the flood, has tempted the fanciful rabbies of the Jews, and other writers on ſacred hiſtory, to amuſe themſelves with the compoſition of various antediluvian romances: among the moſt remarkable and amuſing of theſe, we may reckon the fable of an amorous connection between the apoſtate angels and the daughters of men; a fable ſo faſcinating to a lively imagination, that our divine poet has introduced it, in the moſt ſerious manner, as a part of Satan's anſwer to Belial, in the 2d book of Paradiſe Regained.

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Before the flood, thou, with thy luſty crew,
Falſe titled Sons of God, roaming the earth,
Caſt wanton eyes on the daughters of men,
And coupled with them, and begot a race.
Ver. 179, &c.

We may obſerve alſo, that in his greater poem, this ſublimeſt of bards alludes more than once to this illicit commerce ‘Betwixt th' angelical and human kind.’ As the idea was founded on a miſconſtruction of the following paſſage in the ſixth chapter of Geneſis, ‘The ſons of God ſaw the daughters of men, that they were fair, and they took them wives of all which they choſe,’ this ſtrange ſtory has been ſometimes an object of the moſt ſerious credit; and a very learned modern divine * has annexed, to his elaborate Hiſtory of the Patriarchs, a diſſertation to prove, from ſcripture, from reaſon, and from the [9] nature of angels, that theſe aetherial ſpirits, whatever ſhape they might aſſume, were utterly incapable of begetting children.

If we might venture to conſider this fable as genuine hiſtory, we might certainly draw from it a very ſtrong argument againſt the exiſtence of antediluvian Old Maids; for, if the evil ſpirits were permitted to exerciſe ſuch power over the females of the infant world, what fair individual could be ſuppoſed to have preſerved her chaſtity, when both men and demons were perſonally engaged in its deſtruction?

But, rejecting this fabulous interference of theſe licentious angels, and adhering to the more juſt interpretation of the Moſaic hiſtory, let us now examine what we may fairly conclude on the point in queſtion. The family of Seth are repreſented as orderly and devout; but, as the ſtate of the world ſeemed to require a haſty increaſe of its inhabitants, it is not probable that any female, even in that ſober race, ſhould have proved ſo unreaſonable as to decline concurring [10] in the important work of peopling the wide wilderneſs of the earth. If any peculiar ſanctity or ſelf-denial may be ſuppoſed to have exiſted, for a ſhort time, among this more innocent diviſion of the human race, it was ſoon overpowered by the influence of the moſt licentious examples. The purity of the Sethites was corrupted by the temptations they found among the children of Cain; and the ſtate of female manners at this period is very forcibly deſcribed in the following lines of Milton:

For that fair female troop thou ſaw'ſt, that ſeem'd
Of Goddeſſes ſo blithe, ſo ſmooth, ſo gay,
Yet empty of all good, wherein conſiſts
Woman's domeſtic honour and chief praiſe;
Bred only and completed to the taſte
Of luſtful appetence, to ſing, to dance,
To dreſs, and troll the tongue, and roll the eye;
To theſe that ſober race of men, whoſe lives
Religious titled them the ſons of God,
[11]Shall yield up all their virtue, all their fame,
Ignobly, to the trains and to the ſmiles
Of theſe fair atheiſts, and now ſwim in joy,
Ere long to ſwim at large; and laugh, for which
The world, ere long, a world of tears muſt weep.
Paradiſe Loſt, Book xi. ver 614.

Theſe verſes, compared with the former quotation from Paradiſe Regained, afford a ſtriking proof how ingeniouſly the great poet adopted the moſt oppoſite interpretations of ſcripture, as they happened to ſuit his poetical purpoſes.

I cannot help remarking, that although ſome lines in the paſſage juſt quoted are ſupremely beautiful, yet, in the cloſe of it, both the genius and the juſtice of this incomparable poet appear to have deſerted him: the puerility of expreſſion in the two laſt lines is particularly unhappy; and the aſſertion, that female wantonneſs was the chief cauſe of the deluge, appears rather [12] uncandid and cruel. Let us, however, apologiſe for the nobleſt of bards, on this occaſion, by obſerving, that he was probably miſled by his reverence for a learned and holy character, as his deſcription ſeems to be borrowed from the annals of Eutychius, the patriarch of Alexandria.

Though I cannot ſubſcribe to this ſeverity on the firſt female inhabitants of the world, yet, after what I have alledged, I may venture, I think, to terminate this chapter, by aſſerting, that from every thing which a diligent enquiry can collect on this very deep and delicate queſtion, we have the ſtrongeſt reaſon to ſuppoſe, there never exiſted ſuch a being as an antediluvian Old Maid.

Into what blind and unjuſt conjectures are we poor mortals betrayed, when we attempt to eſtimate the conſtitution and character of our remote predeceſſors!—I had juſt cloſed the preceding ſpeculation againſt the exiſtence of an antediluvian Old Maid, when I was agreeably ſurpriſed by the arrival [13] of a packet from a learned friend, who had promiſed to collect for me, in his travels over Europe and Aſia, every ſcrap of antiquity that could afford me any light in my maiden reſearches. Although the favour which I have now received from him abundantly proves, that I was groſsly miſtaken in my conjectural account of antediluvian virginity, I ſhall ſuffer what I had written to ſtand, as a warning to future antiquarians, not to indulge themſelves in ſuch haſty deciſions.

I cannot more ſtrongly expreſs my zeal for the ſiſterhood, than by preſenting to them, with a ſincere delight, this very choice morſel of antediluvian hiſtory, which deſtroys my hypotheſis, and by thus aſſerting their primaeval honour, at the expence of my own hiſtorical ſagacity.— My friend, the learned traveller, writes me word from Spain, which he is now viſiting on his return, that as ſoon as he reaches England, he ſhall correct for the preſs a journal of his tour; that in a ſupplement [14] to his travels, he intends to inſert ſome other ancient tracts, which he has fortunately reſcued from oblivion; that he will there recount the incidents which led to their diſcovery, and clearly prove that the fragment, with which he has favoured me, muſt have proceeded from the pen of Enoch himſelf. He aſſures me, that he has ſent a moſt faithful tranſlation; and that he can demonſtrate, by unanſwerable arguments, that this fragment was contained among thoſe very writings of Enoch which the pious Tertullian declared he had peruſed, and from which the celebrated Poſtellus confeſſed he had borrowed very freely, in his elaborate treatiſe on the origin of things.

But I ſhall wave all farther preface, that I may no longer detain the reader from a precious and intereſting moral tale of the moſt eminent author that exiſted before the deluge.

And among the ninety and three daughters of Enoch, there was none like [15] * Kunaza: ſhe was beautiful, but deſpiſed her beauty; ſhe was nimble as the deer, yet delighted not in the dance.

She looked with pity on thoſe who truſted in the fleeting pleaſures of the earth.

She ſaw that love was poiſoned with jealouſy, and that marriage was embittered by ſtrife.

Her ſoul was enamoured of heavenly contemplation, and ſhe ſaid to her father,

O my father, permit me to live and to die a virgin! Conduct me through life by the light of thy ſpirit, and teach me to walk with thee in the way of our Creator!

[16]And her father rejoiced in the purity of his child; but the kindred of Kunaza held her continence in deriſion.

They ſaid to her, There is no plant that beareth not ſeed, and no creature that doth not produce young:

Thou wilt be the only fruitleſs thing upon the face of the earth; and when thou departeſt, there will be none to lament thee.

But Kunaza diſregarded their ſcoffs; and in the two hundred and ninety-firſt year of her age, ſhe rejected the laſt offer that was made to her of marriage.

Now it happened at this time, that the angels appointed to watch the earth forgot their duty:

They ſaw that women were beautiful; and they burned with impure deſires for the daughters of men:

They proſpered in their career of uncleanneſs: they made the earth a ſcene of abomination:

[17]They begot a multitude of giants; and they boaſted of their enormities.

For Semiexas, the prince of the licentious angels, commanded twenty of their chiefs to appear before him:

And they bound themſelves by an oath to aſſemble together on the ninth night of every new year, and to recount, in order, the feats of their impurity.

And they aſſembled on the ſummit of a mountain, which was called Hermoniim, or the Mountain of the Oath.

But the moon hid her head, and the ſtars refuſed to witneſs the vaunts of their uncleanneſs.

And they rejoiced in the darkneſs which their diſcourſe engendered, becauſe their deeds had been evil.

And Semiexas, their prince, firſt related the evil which he had done:

And Atarkuph related the evil which he had done:

And Arakiel related the evil which he had done:

[18]And Chababiel related the evil which he had done:

And Sapſick related the evil which he had done.

And of the twenty impure ſpirits, one only continued ſilent, and the ſilent one was Pharmarus.

And their prince Semiexas was offended by his ſilence, and commanded him to ſpeak.

And Pharmarus looked up with a look of indignant deriſion, and he ſaid:

Ye are ſpirits of low ambition; ye are contented with the ſhadow of victory, where there is no reſiſtance.

But I rejoice to contend with reluctant caprice: I delight to triumph over the coy maiden, over the maiden of much delay, and of many excuſes.

And as he ſpake, there aroſe from the aſſembly of angels a noiſy burſt of inſurmountable laughter.

The mountain was ſhaken to its baſe by the ſhout of their deriſion.

[19]And Semiexas their prince exclaimed: O Pharmarus, inventor of magic! O thou dealer in dark things! Is there verily ſuch a maiden upon the face of the earth?

And Pharmarus anſwered, and ſaid: O thou prince of the impaſſioned angels, I wonder not that thou art ſlow to believe me:

For thou haſt met with no female, that could reſiſt thy perfection. The beauty of woman has yielded unto thee, as the ſoft air yieldeth to the imperious wing of the eagle.

But attend, and I will impart to you the wonderful things I have diſcovered among the daughters of men.

As we ourſelves have panted for the pleaſures of earth, as we have burnt for the enjoyments of corporeal exiſtence;

So has woman alſo had the ambition to exchange her nature, and to cloath herſelf in the perfection of ſpirit.

I ſought the embraces of Kunaza, the [20] maiden daughter of Enoch; but though the prime of her youth is departed, ſhe diſdainfully turned from my intreaty.

She has renounced the delights of her nature; ſhe has determined to give her virginity to the grave. Yet in time ſhe ſhall accede to my wiſhes; for I have ſtudied the weakneſſes of woman.

Her principal weakneſſes are four; and I will make an experiment on the influence of each.

I will awaken her pride; and that alone may tempt her to unite with Pharmarus.

I will excite her avarice; and ſhe may then be eager to give her beauty in exchange for the glittering ſpoils of the earth.

I will ſtimulate her deſire; and her powers of reſiſtance will melt away.

I will inflame her curioſity; and what is there, which the maiden who thirſts for a ſecret, will not give to obtain it?

[21]I ſwear, by the ſubtlety of the ſerpent, ſhe ſhall not eſcape from my paſſion.

I will triumph over the coy perverſity of the virgin, or I will ſhake this round earth to its centre.

And the prince Semiexas anſwered, and ſaid; Well haſt thou ſpoken, Pharmarus, thou inventor of magic! thy ſpeech is worthy of thyſelf, thou dealer in occult machinations!

Go! and proſper in thy devices! and when we next aſſemble, divert us with the relation of thy ſucceſs.

He ſpoke; he diſſolved the aſſembly; and Pharmarus departed from his fellows.

He departed to employ himſelf alone in the evil, of which he intended to vaunt in their next meeting; but he was doomed to meet them no more.

And now he pondered in ſolitude on various wiles: he exerted all the ſubtlety of his ſpirit to circumvent the virgin.

He approached her under the guiſe of [22] a friend; he became familiar with the maiden in the ſhape of an inſtructor.

She liſtened with avidity to his knowledge; her underſtanding feaſted on the wonders he revealed: and it happened on a certain day, while he converſed with her on the art of divination, that Pharmarus ſuddenly exclaimed:

O, Kunaza, thou art yet to learn, that on this day thy ſiſter Kezia has brought a young Anack (or giant) into the world.

The wonders of nature are worth the attention of the wiſe: let us haſten to the tent of thy ſiſter; let us examine how ſhe has improved, by her travail, the little race of the earth.

And Kunaza aroſe with Pharmarus, and ſhe haſtened to the tent of her ſiſter:

And behold all things had happened as Pharmarus had foretold to Kunaza.

For Kezia, the ſeventieth daughter of Enoch, had conceived by Semiexas, the prince of the licentious angels. She had [23] brought him a male child; and this was the firſt Anack that was born upon the earth.

And Kunaza beheld the infant, and ſhe was aſtoniſhed in ſurveying its ſtature.

She embraced the babe with amazement, and ſhe delighted in the magnitude of its limbs!

And ſhe delivered the babe to its mother Kezia, and ſhe obſerved the proud tranſport of the mother, in contemplating the dimenſions of the child.

And the firſt temptation of Pharmarus began to work in the boſom of Kunaza; and her heart ſaid in ſecret to itſelf, How pleaſant a thing it muſt be, to look with the eyes of a mother on the ſmiling face of a young giant!

And Pharmarus read all her inmoſt thoughts; he exulted, and burned to be alone with the virgin.

And he prevailed on Kunaza to walk [24] abroad from the tent of her ſiſter, that he might ſhew her ſome latent wonders of the creation.

And as he walked by the ſide of the maiden, he ſtrove to fan the riſing wiſh ſhe had felt, to experience the proud delights of a parent.

But the mind of the maiden had argued with itſelf; and theſe were the dictates of her mind:

O Kunaza, make uſe of thy reaſon! and reſiſt the temptation of pride, which is founded upon folly!

Of the ninety and three daughters of thy father, there is not one who may not bring forth a young Anack.

Couldſt thou be proud of what the moſt fooliſh of thy ſex may accompliſh? of a work in which fools may excel?

O Kunaza, if thou wert deſtined by thy nature to feel the weakneſs of pride, let thy pride at leaſt be confined to a venial exultation in the excellence of thy ſpirit!

[25]And Pharmarus read theſe unuttered words in her ſoul; and he ſaw that ſhe would not fall by the influence of pride.

And he now laboured to tempt her with treaſures, and to bribe her into compliance with his deſire.

He offered her a metal, whoſe poliſhed ſplendor ſhould emulate the ſun; and a ſtone, whoſe luſtre ſhould contend with the brilliancy of her eyes.

He exclaimed, O Kunaza, give thyſelf to Pharmarus, and he will make thee to be called the richeſt among women.

But the ſubtle angel could not raiſe for a moment the baſe paſſion of avarice in the noble heart of Kunaza.

The maiden anſwered, and ſaid, The true wealth of a woman is peace of ſpirit, and her brighteſt ornaments are modeſty and meekneſs.

And Pharmarus marvelled at her diſcretion; and he was inwardly vexed with a great vexation.

But he ſuppreſſed the murmur of diſappointment, [26] and haſtily engaged in new ſtratagems againſt the maiden.

And as he ſtill walked in converſe with Kunaza, he ſtopped beneath the inviting ſhade of a majeſtic palm.

And he ſaid, Thou intelligent maiden, who delighteſt in the hiſtory of the earth, attend, and I will inſtruct thee in myſterious wonders, that relate to this tree.

But obſerve its goodly growth; and obſerve the happy creatures that ſport within the ample ſpace of its long-extended ſhadow!

And Kunaza ſurveyed the tree; ſhe ſaw that it was ſupreme in beauty.

The ground beneath it was flowery, and fragrant as Paradiſe: the moſt tender and lovely animals of the creation were aſſembled in its ſhade, and every animal was happy with its mate.

O Kunaza, ſaid the falſe and artful Pharmarus, I will now tell thee the bleſſings that belong to this ſpot.

Thou beholdeſt the firſt nuptial couch [27] of thy parents; it was here that Eve firſt reclined, when the envy of the guardian ſpirits had expelled her from Eden.

It was here that ſhe became firſt acquainted with connubial endearment; and felt herſelf repaid for the paradiſe ſhe had left.

And the angel of union gave a bleſſing to the tree, under which the firſt mother reclined:

He bleſſed the tree, and all the ground that extendeth under the ſhadow thereof.

He bleſſed all the creatures that ſport around it: he ordained that every daughter of woman, who reclines beneath its ſhade, ſhall experience unutterable joy, beyond the common joy of her ſex.

But this bleſſing has been long forgotten by the heedleſs offspring of man: it is a joyous ſecret reſerved for me to impart to my beloved.

So ſpake the ſubtle Pharmarus; and as he ſpake, he infuſed into the wondering virgin the thrilling flame of deſire.

[28]The boſom of Kunaza began to heave, and her breath on a ſudden grew ſhort.

And Pharmarus exulted in his ſubtlety, and was preparing to complete his triumph.

And a piercing cry was heard from afar; and Kunaza ſtarted up at the ſound.

She liſtened, and the cry redoubled; and Kunaza exclaimed, As ſure as we have life, it is the cry of a woman in travail!

And ſhe heard the ſound a third time; and ſhe ſaid, Verily it is the expreſſion of that pain, which was inflicted upon woman for liſtening to a ſubtle tempter:

It is a warning to the weak Kunaza. I thank thee, my good angel: I feel that thou haſt ſaved me from the ſubtlety of Pharmarus.

And as the virgin ſpoke, ſhe ſprung forward, and haſtened towards the place from whence the cry had proceeded.

And Pharmarus began to purſue her; [29] but he ſtopped in his purſuit, and reflected, that the influence of his temptation was vaniſhed from her frame.

He roamed in diſcontent about the earth; and employed himſelf in darker devices to enſnare the maiden.

And he ſent curious gifts, which he had collected from the extremities of the earth, to entice the virgin again from the tent of her father.

He promiſed to entertain her with all the latent wonders of the creation; and he drew her by magical illuſion into the inmoſt receſſes of a gloomy grove.

He appeared to her in all his falſe grandeur, as the prince of magic, whom the elements obey as their lord, and to whom light and darkneſs are one:

Whoſe word can render what exiſteth inviſible, and make the thing which is not, appear as the thing which is.

And Kunaza marvelled at his powers: and he took her by the hand, and ſaid;

O thou maiden of angelical ſpirit! [30] who haſt a paſſion to dive into the myſteries of the univerſe,

Liſten to me! Give me thy love, and I will fill thy capacious mind with that myſterious knowledge for which thy heart panteth!

Thou haſt upbraided me, that I ſeek to deceive thee; and thou haſt mentioned the example of thy parent Eve:

But I will ſhew thee thou deceiveſt thyſelf, if thou haſt courage to learn the real truth from the dead.

Tell me, thou moſt angelic among the daughters of men, ſhall I ſet the apparition of thy firſt parent before thee? Shall I call up the departed Eve from the grave, to tell thee what it truly becometh all her daughters to do?

And Kunaza pondered, and ſaid, Verily it would pleaſe me to ſee and hear the departed ſpirit of the firſt woman.

And Pharmarus exulted, and ſaid, My ſoul delights in thy fellowſhip, O thou moſt magnanimous of mortals!

[31]And he ſtruck the earth with his foot: the ground trembled, and was rent aſunder:

From the opening thereof there iſſued a thick ſmoke, and after the ſmoke, there aroſe a venerable phantom:

And the phantom had the viſage of Eve; and it bowed the head and ſpake:

Deceive not thyſelf with falſe pride, O my daughter! Let me warn thee not to live and die in a fooliſh ignorance of delights, which thy frame has been faſhioned to enjoy!

Such were the words of the phantom; and it waited not for reply, but ſunk again into the earth.

And the face of Kunaza was covered with confuſion; and ſhe was almoſt aſhamed that ſhe was yet a virgin.

And Pharmarus read her inmoſt thoughts, and exulted:

He ſaw that his illuſions began to prevail over her ſenſes; and he continued to tempt her ſtill farther.

[32]He preſſed her trembling hand, and he exclaimed, Thou alone art worthy amongſt women to participate in the deep diſcoveries of my ſpirit.

O bleſs me with thy beauty, Kunaza! and I will enrich thee with a wonderous power, which no mortal but thyſelf ſhall poſſeſs.

I will enable thee to elude the ravage of time; and, when ſeven centuries have rolled over thy head, to appear ſtill as lovely as thou art in this moment.

I will teach thee to make thyſelf inviſible with the rapidity of thought, and, by paſſing unſeen at thy pleaſure, to penetrate every ſecret thou canſt wiſh to diſcover.

Thus ſpake the inſidious Pharmarus; and the curioſity of the maiden was inflamed:

There were many things that ſhe panted to know, and in her heart ſhe coveted ſupernatural power.

And Pharmarus ſaw that his temptation [33] had entered into her ſoul; and he exulted in the ſucceſs of his devices.

He continued to ſolicit the maiden; and her boſom was convulſed with a doubtful conflict.

Her cheek became red as the crimſon roſe; but ſhe threw back her head upon her ſhoulder, to avoid the flaming eyes of Pharmarus.

And as the pine bendeth beneath the paſſing wind, ſo was the reaſon of Kunaza bowed down by the ſudden guſt of deſire.

She trembled in the ſtruggle of paſſions; but her virtuous ſpirit aroſe with new vigour, as the tree ariſeth from a tranſient preſſure, and points directly to the heaven, by whoſe influence it proſpers.

And the ſoul of the maiden now communed with itſelf, and ſaid:

O Kunaza, ſuppreſs the evil ambition that ſubtlety is kindling in thy boſom.

Pharmarus may enable thee indeed to elude every mortal eye; but from the [34] ſight of God and his angels, there is none who can teach thee to eſcape.

Then wiſh not to purchaſe ſupernatural power by the ſacrifice of a greater good; by loſing the ineſtimable peace of an innocent ſpirit.

And while her ſoul was thus communing with itſelf, every evil deſire departed from the purified heart of the virgin.

She turned her face to Pharmarus: ſhe looked on him with a look of diſdain, and ſaid:

Away from me, thou unworthy ſpirit! The ſoul of Kunaza is impowered to abhor and deride thy inſidious machinations.

Thou ſeekeſt to rob me of a treaſure, which if I ſhould weakly ſuffer thee to take, all the potent ſpells of thy magic can never reſtore it to the repentant mourner again.

And the frenzy of rage and diſappointment began to ſwell in the ſoul of Pharmarus.

[35]He caſt a furious glance upon the virgin, and ſaid:

By the powers of darkneſs, thou art as ſubtle as the ſerpent himſelf. Had thy parent Eve been poſſeſſed of thy cunning, ſhe had made the prince of tempters a fool.

But I ſwear, by the flames that burn within me, thou ſhalt not eſcape from my embrace: I will make thee the proud mother of a young giant.

And he graſped the virgin with the vehement graſp of outrageous deſire: and ſhe ſhrieked aloud in the agonies of terror.

And at the ſound of her ſhriek, the angel Gabriel alighted upon the earth: Pharmarus ſaw him, and was abaſhed for a moment.

Then all his evil paſſions rekindled with double fury; and he prepared to contend with Gabriel for the poſſeſſion of Kunaza.

But his powers of reſiſtance were withered [36] by the glance of rebuke that flaſhed from the radiant viſage of the protecting ſpirit.

And Gabriel ſeized him with the arm of juſtice and power; and exclaimed with mild dignity to the maiden:

O Kunaza! thou haſt fought a good fight; and all the faithful ſpirits of heaven are thy friends.

Know that the ſeraph Uriel and I are ſent from the throne of God to puniſh the falſe and licentious angels, who have debaſed their nature with the impurities of the earth.

And in honour of thy virtue, it is ordained by thy Maker, Kunaza, that thy enemy, Pharmarus, ſhall fall the firſt victim to the juſt vengeance of heaven.

Open, earth! and impriſon in thy caverns the treacherous guardian, who has attempted to violate the pureſt of thy daughters!

The earth opened to her centre, at the [37] command of the avenging angel, and there, with a chain of penal fire, ***

It is with great concern I inform my reader, that this invaluable fragment does not extend beyond the preceding imperfect ſentence. I am perſuaded, that every perſon of feeling, every true friend to virginity, muſt lament, that we are not made fully acquainted with the final deſtiny of the intereſting Kunaza. We may, however, ſafely affirm, that after ſhe had reſiſted ſo ſucceſſfully all the baſe machinations and power of the prince of magic, ſhe could never fall by the ſtrength or artifice of man. I truſt, therefore, that her name and character will now obtain the honour they deſerve, from all the nations of the modern world; and that the ſiſterhood, in particular, will never fail to revere her, as the original preſident of Old Maids.

CHAP. II. Conjectures concerning Old Maids among the Jews, Aegyptians, and ſome other Nations of Antiquity.

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IN the firſt centuries after the deluge, it ſeems to have been the wiſh of every individual to aſſiſt in the great buſineſs of repeopling the deſolated world. At a time when a numerous progeny was conſidered as real opulence, and a peculiar mark of the divine favour, it is not probable that any female ſhould have willingly precluded herſelf from the moſt envied diſtinction. Indeed, the Hebrew women appear to have been actuated by the moſt lively deſire of increaſing the number of their reſpective families. Children were regarded as ſuch a treaſure, that ſeveral wives of the patriarchs, whom nature had diſappointed in this expectation, very chearfully corrected [39] the unkindneſs of their own conſtitution, by preſenting a handmaid to their huſbands. Among all the Moſaic inſtitutions, there is no trace of any order of men or women devoted to a ſingle life; and, though ſome of the fathers, who have ſtudied, in their writings, to raiſe the honour of monaſtic virginity, have affected to derive it from Miriam the ſiſter of Moſes, by aſſerting that ſhe died a virgin, at the age of an hundred and thirty-three years, it is ſaid with more probability, that this muſical ſiſter of the Jewiſh legiſlator was herſelf married to Hur, a man of eminence in the tribe of Judah. St. Jerome, whoſe zeal for chaſtity has ſometimes tranſported him beyond the limits of ſober reaſon, expreſſes an inclination to believe, that ſeveral women, before the Chriſtian aera, received the gift of prophecy from God, as a reward for their living a life of virginity:—but it is remarkable, that the celebrated Hebrew propheteſſes were married women. Deborah was the wife of Lapidoth; and Huldah, [40] whoſe prophecy is recorded in the 22d chapter of the ſecond book of Kings, is not only mentioned as the wife of Shallum, but is ſaid to have dwelt in the college of Jeruſalem; a ſufficient proof that virginity was not required in thoſe females, who made a part of that hallowed inſtitution. The heroine as well as the propheteſs might contribute to the glory of her nation, without any claim to this chaſte perfection. Jael, who is celebrated in a ſong of triumph for the ſlaughter of Siſera, was the wife of Heber the Kenite; and the more noble Judith, immortaliſed for delivering her country, by the deſtruction of Holofernes, was, at the time of her exploit, a young widow. Throughout the hiſtory of the Jews, from their father Abraham to their utter diſperſion, I cannot recollect the exiſtence of any one diſtinguiſhed Old Maid; nor is it probable, that many ancient virgins were ever to be diſcovered, in a nation where every man was at liberty to marry as many wives as he thought himſelf able to ſupport; [41] and where the wiſeſt of their princes was ſo weak as to encumber himſelf with a domeſtic eſtabliſhment of many hundred concubines.

As the Aegyptians were diſtinguiſhed by a melancholy caſt of temper, and a paſſion for gloomy retirement, we might be led to imagine, that the women of that country were the firſt who devoted themſelves to the mortifications of religious celibacy; but there is a remarkable aſſertion in Herodotus, which ſeems to preclude us from ſuch a conjecture. In ſpeaking of Aegypt, he expreſsly ſays, * no woman is ever conſecrated to any Divinity, male or female, the holy office belonging ſolely to men;’ yet the ſame great hiſtorian informs us, that women acted a principal part in the hallowed myſteries of this artful people; not, indeed, as we may fairly conjecture, for the purpoſes of chaſtity, as he [42] ſays, that in the temple of the Aegyptian Jupiter at Thebes, as in that of Belus at Babylon, a virgin was ſecluded for the God, and ſuppoſed to ſleep with the Divinity himſelf, in a magnificent bed prepared for that purpoſe, in the higheſt apartment of the building. From this ceremony, and from other circumſtances, we may conclude, that Aegypt was not very fertile in the production of Old Maids. Parents of the poorer ſort ſold their female children to procure ſubſiſtence for themſelves; and we cannot reaſonably ſuppoſe, that many ancient virgins exiſted in ſuch a country, where two of its ſovereigns, according to the hiſtorian I have quoted, proſtituted their own daughters in the moſt public manner; the firſt, to ſupply his exhauſted treaſury; and the ſecond, to detect a very artful thief *.

If we muſt not expect to find an Old Maid in Aegypt, we have ſtill leſs chance of [43] meeting with this rarity among the Babylonians. This ingenious people had deviſed a very happy expedient, which is highly approved by Herodotus, to prevent their women's being expoſed to the mortifications of a ſingle life, by the want of perſonal attractions. It was their annual cuſtom to produce all their virgins, who had attained the marriageable age, in a kind of public auction; the moſt beautiful were ſold for conſiderable ſums, and this purchaſe money was diſtributed in ſuch a manner, among the homely damſels, as to procure for each of them a huſband. Such a civil inſtitution is in itſelf almoſt ſufficient to have prevented the exiſtence of an Old Maid among them; but their religious ceremonies, if we may give them credit, had ſtill a greater tendency to produce this effect, as every woman was required, once in her life, to admit the embraces of a ſtranger in or near the temple of their goddeſs Mylitta.

In Phoenicia, where Venus and Adonis [44] were particularly worſhipped, the commerce between the ſexes was ſtill more licentious. We may, indeed, obſerve, that among ſeveral nations of antiquity, the ſacrifice of female chaſtity was conſidered as a religious duty. Perſons of the higheſt rank among the Armenians, as we are told by Strabo, devoted their virgin daughters to the goddeſs Anaitis. It was their cuſtom, that theſe young women ſhould be proſtituted for a conſiderable time in the ſervice of their Divinity, and ſettled afterwards in marriage, no man refuſing a matrimonial connection with ſuch hallowed females *.

The pagan mythology was calculated to promote the moſt corrupt ſtate of manners; and in ſome of the voluptuous nations of antiquity, the virtue of continence ſeems to have been utterly unknown. In Lydia, ſays [45] Herodotus, every girl plays the harlot.— Yet, in the luxurious region of Aſia, ſome religious inſtitutions were eſtabliſhed for the protection of chaſtity. The famous temple of Diana, at Epheſus, had a train of holy virgins; and, for their perfect ſecurity, the prieſts, to whoſe guardianſhip they were entruſted, were all eunuchs. Yet we cannot venture to affirm, that this ſanctuary produced a number of Old Maids; for it is probable, that theſe young votaries of Diana, like the Veſtals of Rome, whoſe hiſtory I ſhall conſider hereafter, had the privilege of marrying towards the middle ſeaſon of life. This we may alſo conjecture to have been the caſe with the religious virgins in Perſia; who ſeem to have been guarded with peculiar ſanctity, from an anecdote related by Juſtin:—Darius, the ſon of Artaxerxes, not ſatisfied with thoſe imperial honours to which his father had raiſed him, demanded of that monarch his favourite miſtreſs Aſpaſia. The aged ſovereign, unwilling to grant, and afraid, [46] perhaps, to refuſe, the paſſionate requeſt of his ſon, was reduced to a mortifying expedient for ſecuring the lady from ſo dangerous a rival: he made her, for that purpoſe, a prieſteſs of the Sun *. Plutarch relates this incident with ſome variations, but in a manner which equally ſhews, that chaſtity among the Perſians was very ſtrictly guarded in a religious aſylum; yet virginity, as the ſtory ſufficiently proves, was not a neceſſary qualification for the character of a prieſteſs.—Among all the kingdoms of antiquity, none, perhaps, contributed leſs than Perſia to the ſiſterhood of Old Maids, as the Perſians are diſtinguiſhed by a peculiar ceremony, which ſtrongly proves, that both ſexes conſidered celibacy as an object of abhorrence, not only as an enemy to human enjoyment, but as precluding them from the happineſs they expected in a future life. From this idea aroſe their extraordinary cuſtom of marrying [47] the dead; which conſiſted of hiring either a huſband or a wife, for every perſon who happened to die ſingle, at an early period of life. This ſtrange kind of marriage is ſaid to have been generally ſolemniſed, in ſuch caſes, ſoon after the burial of the deceaſed, being regarded as a neceſſary paſſport to the regions of bliſs.

In Scythia, perhaps, ſome good Old Maids may have exiſted; whoſe ſingle life was the conſequence of their poſſeſſing a delicate frame or a tender heart; for we are told by hiſtorians, that no female, in that martial country, was permitted to marry, till ſhe had ſlain, with her own hand, an enemy in battle.

Among the warlike Amazons, a very different cauſe might produce the ſame effect. As theſe formidable ladies made it a point of national honour to ſupport their empire with the leaſt poſſible aſſiſtance from the other ſex, we may reaſonably ſuppoſe, that ſhe was conſidered as the trueſt Amazonian patriot, who united virginity [48] with valour. I muſt, indeed, confeſs, that the amorous adventures of ſome Amazonian queens are not very favourable to this hypotheſis; but, if Quintus Curtius informs us, that Thaleſtris requeſted an embrace from Alexander, and diſcovered more * eagerneſs for amorous pleaſure than the young and voluptuous hero himſelf, let us remember the more chaſte deportment of her predeceſſor on the Amazonian throne, the celebrated Pentheſilea, who lived and died a virgin, in the licentious court and army of Priam, during the ſiege of Troy. She was ſlain, as Quintus Calaber relates, by the inflexible Achilles; who wiſhed, however, as the poet ſays, that he had married his lovely antagoniſt inſtead of killing her . From the example of this virtuous heroine, I am perſuaded, that if a [49] conſiderable number of Old Maids exiſted among any of thoſe ancient people, whom the Greeks regarded as barbarians, it muſt have been in the nation of Amazons. I am aware, that in the profound reſearches of Mr. Bryant, the very exiſtence of this nation is diſputed; but, as the champion of the ſiſterhood in all ages, I cannot aſſent to this opinion of a moſt learned writer, nor permit the daring antiquarian to annihilate ſo illuſtrious a community, and thus, as it were, to deflower in a moment at leaſt a million of ancient virgins.

While I contend for the exiſtence, and the chaſtity, of theſe female warriors, who are deſcribed in the moſt lively and circumſtantial manner by the poets and hiſtorians of antiquity, I muſt not forget their rivals, both in courage and continence, the Gorgons. Theſe alſo were a nation of women, according to Diodorus Siculus; who informs us, that, bordering on the Amazons in Libya, and looking with envy [50] on their neighbours, they frequently infeſted their country, till the more powerful Amazons, armed in the immenſe ſkins of African ſerpents, and led to battle by their queen Merina, ſubdued the Gorgons in a ſevere engagement, in which they took three thouſand priſoners *.

I muſt own, that many contradictory opinions have been held concerning theſe more doubtful heroines, the Gorgons. Some critics have conſidered them as lovely young women, whoſe beauty was ſo powerful as to fix every beholder in motionleſs amazement; others have ſuppoſed them to have been frightful old hags, whoſe deformity was ſo hideous, that no one could look at them without ſhuddering; and ſome late writers, with a ſceptical refinement, have denied their human exiſtence, and believed them to have been thoſe celebrated mares of Africa, who were ſaid to conceive by the ſouth wind. But, to ſupport [51] the ancient dignity of the ſiſterhood, I ſhall adhere to the evidence of that very reſpectable old Grecian, Palaephatus, who wrote a treatiſe expreſsly to explain the poetical riddles of his country; in which he explicitly declares, that the three princely Gorgon ſiſters, Stheno, Euryale, and Meduſa, were three voluntary Old Maids.

CHAP. III. On the Old Maids of Greece.

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IN thoſe ages which are honoured with the name of heroic, virgins ſeem to have been treated with very little reſpect. Every hero appears to have thought himſelf entitled to the careſſes of the maiden captives, whom his own proweſs, or the chance of war, had placed within his power; and the venerable Neſtor, at the age of fourſcore and five, does not retire to ſleep without that agreeable reward of ancient heroiſm, a fair and affectionate damſel. The warm and enthuſiaſtic admiration with which critics of the moſt liberal ſpirit have contemplated the genius of Homer, has led ſome of them to aſſert, that his poems are ſo wonderfully comprehenſive, as to include every character which human life can exhibit. [53] But this praiſe may be conſidered as hyperbolical; ſince it is certain, that we cannot diſcover, either in the Iliad or the Odyſſey, a portrait, or even a ſketch, of a ſingle Old Maid. Perhaps, as this immortal bard is ſo minutely faithful in his delineation of manners and cuſtoms, we might infer, that no ſuch character exiſted in his time; and indeed, the more we reflect on the religious and political inſtitutions of Greece, the more reaſon ſhall we find to believe, that the number of Grecian Old Maids muſt have been at all periods very inconſiderable.

It was the ruling paſſion of the Greeks to aggrandize their country; and, as they juſtly conſidered citizens as the real wealth of every ſtate, they thought it the firſt of patriotic duties, equally incumbent on both the ſexes, to enrich the republic by increaſing its numbers. Plato carries this point ſo far as to ſay, that ‘all perſons, in the article of marriage, ought to conſult the ſervice of the public, in preference to [54] their own private enjoyment *.’ The ſame illuſtrious philoſophic ſtateſman propoſes a heavy tax upon thoſe who continued ſingle beyond the age of thirty-three. Such a tax is ſaid to have exiſted at Sparta, where every public inſtitution had a peculiar tendency to encourage population. "Their public dances" (ſays Plutarch) ‘and other exerciſes of the young maidens naked, in ſight of the young men, were incentives to marriage; and, to uſe Plato's expreſſion, drew them almoſt as neceſſarily by the attractions of love, as a geometrical concluſion follows from the premiſes. To encourage it ſtill more, ſome marks of infamy were ſet upon thoſe that continued batchelors; for they were not permitted to ſee theſe exerciſes of the naked virgins, and the magiſtrates commanded them to march naked round the market-place in the winter, and to [55] ſing a ſong compoſed againſt themſelves, which expreſſed how juſtly they were puniſhed for their diſobedience to the laws *.’

Athenaeus informs us, that their puniſhment was ſtill more ſevere; and that, on a certain feſtival, theſe unprofitable ſervants of the ſtate were dragged round an altar, and beaten, by the women of Lacedaemon, that their pride might be awakened by this indignity, and incline them to become huſbands and fathers .

In a country where ſuch cuſtoms prevailed, it is not probable that many women ſhould have declined the moſt important of public duties, for the ſake of ſecuring to themſelves the diſhonourable tranquillity of a ſingle life. Indeed, we muſt do them the juſtice to obſerve, that the ladies of Greece [56] appear to have been, in this point, the ſincereſt of patriots: it ſeems to have been their general ſentiment, that to live and die unmarried was the moſt humiliating diſgrace and affliction that the Deſtinies could inflict.

O the guilty bed
Of thoſe from whom I ſprang! unhappy offſpring
Of parents moſt unhappy! lo! to them
I go accurs'd, a virgin and a ſlave *.
Ne'er ſhall I taſte of Hymen's joys, or know
A mother's pleaſures in her infant race;
But, friendleſs and forlorn, alive deſcend
Into the dreary manſions of the dead .
Franklin's Sophocles.

[57]Such is the natural and pathetic lamentation with which the intereſting Antigone of Sophocles prepares for death.—This great and judicious poet has given exactly the ſame ſentiment to his more fiery Electra; who, at the time ſhe is mourning for her murdered father, and meditating the moſt tremendous vengeance againſt her imperious and guilty mother, cannot refrain from lamenting that ſhe is herſelf ‘Hopeleſs of children, and of nuptial rites *.’ So prevalent was this idea in the mind of every Grecian female.—Euripides carries it ſtill farther, and aſſigns ſimilar language to his Electra; though he repreſents her as [58] actually married, by the tyranny of her parents, to an honeſt labourer, who generouſly abſtains from her bed in deference to her rank.

From theſe examples we may conclude, that a Grecian female hardly ever expreſſed an inclination to become an Old Maid; and indeed, whatever her own private wiſhes might be, the iniquitous laws of her country made her ſo much the ſlave of her relations, that ſhe had little or no power of fixing her own ſituation in life. "Nothing (ſays the accompliſhed Sir William Jones, in ſpeaking of Grecian laws that relate to women) ‘nothing can be conceived more cruel than the ſtate of vaſſalage, in which women were kept by the poliſhed Athenians; who might have boaſted of their tutelar goddeſs, Minerva, but had certainly no pretenſions, on any account, to the patronage of Venus. All unneceſſary reſtraints upon love (which contributes ſo largely to relieve the anxieties of a laborious life) and upon marriage [59] (which conduces ſo eminently to the peace and good order of ſociety) are odious in the higheſt degree; yet at Athens, whence arts, laws, humanity, learning, and religion, are ſaid to have ſprung, a girl could not be legally united with the object of her affection, except by the conſent of the [...] or controller, who was either her father or her grandſire, her brother or her guardian: their domination over her was transferred to the huſband, by whom ſhe was uſually confined to the minute details of domeſtic oeconomy; and from whom ſhe might in ſome inſtances be torn, for the ſake of her fortune, by a ſecond couſin, whom probably ſhe deteſted. Nor was her dependence likely to ceaſe; for we may collect from the ſpeech on the eſtate of Philoctemon, that even a widow was at the diſpoſal of her neareſt kinſman; either to be married by him, or to be given in marriage, according to his inclination or caprice. Yet more; a huſband might bequeath his [60] wife, like part of his eſtate, to any man whom he choſe for his ſucceſſor: and the mother of Demoſthenes was actually left by will to Aphobus, with a portion of eighty minas. The form of ſuch a bequeſt is preſerved in the firſt ſpeech againſt Stephanus; and runs thus: "This is the laſt will of Paſio the Acharnean. I give my wife Archippe to Phormio, with a fortune of one talent in Peparrhetus, one talent in Attica, a houſe worth a hundred minas, together with the female ſlaves, the ornaments of gold, and whatever elſe may be in it."—For all theſe hardſhips which the Athenian women endured, a very poor compenſation was made by the law of Solon, which ordered their huſbands to ſleep with them three times a month *.’

In a country where women, at every period of their life, were ſo miſerably dependent as to be diſpoſed of like inanimate property, [61] we have reaſon to apprehend their having ſuffered every ſpecies of cruelty and oppreſſion. If Greece did not abound in voluntary Old Maids, we may believe that ſome lovely females of that celebrated region were kept in a wretched ſtate of celibacy, by the iniquity of a tyrannical parent or guardian. If a ſuperſtitious and cowardly old father happened to dream that a grand-child would prove fatal to his peace, he probably imitated the abſurd precaution of Acriſius, and attempted to confine his daughter, like Danae, in a ſubterranean chamber on a bed of braſs *; ſince cowardice and ſuperſtition are not to be corrected by the inſtructive hiſtory of that beautiful captive, and old men are even yet to learn, that female chaſtity is more endangered than protected by a rigorous confinement.

However frequent ſuch examples of parental perſecution may have been among the [62] Greeks, we do not find many traces of them in the hiſtory of that intereſting, capricious people. There is indeed an amuſing anecdote in Herodotus, which may ſerve to ſhew, that parents uſed to threaten their children with the dreaded continuance of a virgin life. Polycrates of Samos, being angry with his daughter for oppoſing his viſit to the Perſian noble, Oraetes, becauſe ſhe had been alarmed by a terrific viſion, threatens the affectionate but teazing girl, that if he returns in ſafety, ſhe ſhall for a long time remain a virgin; to which ſhe replies with great filial tenderneſs, by praying that his threat may be accompliſhed, ſince ſhe would rather remain a virgin * ſome time longer, than be utterly deprived of her father.

We may, however, believe that parental tyranny was not ſo often exerciſed in attempts to keep a daughter ſingle, as in thoſe of marrying her to a perſon ſhe abhorred. Perhaps in the latter caſe there was the greater [63] probability of her becoming an Old Maid; not from the ſpirit of contradiction, but becauſe an unhappy girl, ſo perſecuted, had no reſource to ſhield her from a deteſted marriage, but the ſacred altar of ſome maidenly power, who offered an aſylum to virgins in diſtreſs.

That ſuch places of refuge exiſted, we have a very ſtriking proof in a paſſage of that ſingular poem, the Caſſandra of Lycophron. The propheteſs, in the midſt of her misfortunes, breaks forth into the following declaration of her future glory:

Nor among mortals ſhall my name become
Extinct, and in Lethean darkneſs loſt:
To me the Daunian chiefs, and thoſe who dwell
Within the walls of marſhy Dardanus,
Shall build a temple upon Salpe's banks;
There ſhall the virgins, whenſoe'er they wiſh
To fly the marriage yoke, averſe to join
With ſuitors, vain of their Hectorean locks *,
[64]Or mark'd with ſome defect of form or birth,
There ſhall they fold my image in their arms,
Their firmeſt guard from nuptial tyranny *.

I think it proper to add, that Caſſandra, in promiſing this aſylum to perſecuted virgins, mentions a circumſtance, which might leſſen, perhaps, the influence of her protection: ſhe declares, that her chaſte votaries [65] muſt disfigure their faces with a medical lotion, and dreſs themſelves in the habit of the Furies. Whether, after annexing this condition to her patronage, ſhe was likely or not to have many virgins in her ſanctuary, is a point that I ſubmit to the judgment of the ladies: obſerving, however, that none of my fair readers are proper judges of the queſtion, except thoſe, who have been perſecuted by the addreſſes of a very odious ſuitor.

From the preceding part of this chapter, ſome readers of a ſceptical caſt may be inclined to doubt, if Greece ever produced an Old Maid. But if the teſtimony of a poet may be admitted, the queſtion is explicitly decided. That the character really exiſted at Athens, we are expreſsly informed by Ariſtophanes, in a verſe which I have adopted as a motto to this Eſſay; and which, for the ſake of my curious fair readers, I ſhall now tranſlate: endeavouring, at the ſame time, to collect as much light as I can from its comic author, concerning [66] the real condition of Attic Old Maids.

In the comedy, which bears the name of Lyſiſtrata, that lady conceives the lively project of inſtructing her own ſex to obtain an abſolute dominion over the men; and to force them into a concluſion of thoſe wars, by which Greece was perpetually diſtracted. As ſhe propoſes her pacific expedient with more wit than modeſty, my fair readers will undoubtedly approve my delicacy in not giving them a minute account of it; and the more ſo, as it is ſufficient for our preſent purpoſe to obſerve, that Lyſiſtrata, after touching on the vexations that war produces to married women, proceeds to the following ſentiment of diſintereſted compaſſion:

But let us wave OUR GRIEVANCES:—I grieve
For virgins in their chambers waxing old *.

[67]It is very remarkable, that although Lyſiſtrata thus mentions the Old Maids as objects of her ſolicitude, the poet does not venture to introduce upon the ſtage a ſingle ancient virgin, either in this play, or in a drama, where he had, I think, a ſtill fairer occaſion to diſplay the character with all his licentious vivacity: I mean his comedy of the Female Orators *. A very ſhort account of this witty, but indecent compoſition, will be ſufficient to ſhew, that an Old Maid might have appeared among the perſons of the drama with a very comic effect. Ariſtophanes undoubtedly intended, in this comedy, to ridicule the political whimſies of Plato, who contends, in his Republic, that property and women ſhould be poſſeſſed in common. The poet exhibits, with infinite humour, the ludicrous evils ariſing from ſuch a ſyſtem. The women of Athens uſurp the government; and Praxagora, the heroine of the comedy, adopting [68] the ideas of Plato, eſtabliſhes a new ſet of laws. I ſhall ſpeak only of that which relates to my ſubject. By one of her ſtatutes, ‘it is enacted, that no young man ſhall receive the favours of a young woman, till he has firſt gratified the inclinations of an old one.’ The modern reader might expect the poet to introduce, after this incident, even a chorus of Old Maids; but, licentious as he was, Ariſtophanes had more reſpect for the ſiſterhood. It is true, indeed, that he brings ſome ancient ladies on the ſtage, and repreſents them not a little ſolicitous to take advantage of a law ſo expreſs in their favour; but they are very far from appearing in the character of Old Maids, as one of them gives us clearly to underſtand, that ſhe has no claim to that title.

I would by no means inſinuate, that the remarkable conduct of Ariſtophanes, in not exhibiting an Old Maid, might tempt us to ſuſpect, that no ſuch character exiſted in his time. The only inference I would draw [69] from it is this: that the Old Maids of Athens were either entirely ſequeſtered from ſociety, or guarded with ſuch a religious veneration, as the moſt licentious of comic poets preſumed not to violate. That ſuch perſonages really exiſted, I not only think the ſpeech of Lyſiſtrata a ſufficient proof; but I apprehend their condition, as ſhe intimates, was owing to the frequency of war among the Grecian republics.

How far the women of this martial country conſidered themſelves as neglected and aggrieved by that contentious ſpirit, which detained their warriors in diſtant fields of battle, we have a memorable example in the following very ſingular anecdote recorded by Strabo.

‘To revenge the death of their king, Teleclus, who was ſlain as he went to ſacrifice at Meſſena, the Lacedaemonians engaged in a war againſt the Meſſenians, and took an oath, either that they would not return home till they had taken [70] Meſſena, or that they would all die in the attempt.’

‘In marching forth to this enterprize, they left only their very young and very old citizens to guard their own city. After the tenth year of the war, the women of Lacedaemon aſſembled, and ſent a deputation of their own ſex to the army, to reprove the men, as not engaging on equal terms with the Meſſenians; ſince theſe, remaining in their own country, were ſtill producing children; while they, who had left their women deſolate, were encamped in a ſtate of hoſtility, at the riſk of letting their own country decay by a deficiency of men. The Lacedaemonians ſtill reſpecting their oath, and conſidering at the ſame time the argument of the women, detached from the army the youngeſt and moſt vigorous of their countrymen, who did not violate an engagement by their return; ſince, while they were yet boys, they had marched [71] from home with the band of young men. This detachment was directed to connect themſelves with the virgins at Lacedaemon, all with all, for the greater chance of increaſing population *. To [72] thoſe who were born from this connexion, they gave the title of "Partheneiai," the offspring of virgins.’

In a ſtate, where the women could preſent ſo tender, ſo patriotic, and ſo ſucceſsful a remonſtrance to their abſent heroes, we cannot, I think, reaſonably ſuppoſe that the number of Old Maids was very conſiderable. Perhaps in this point, as in all others of delicacy and refinement, Sparta was confeſſedly inferior to Athens. As the latter was more eminently diſtinguiſhed by the patronage of the virgin goddeſs Minerva, we may juſtly believe her to have furniſhed [73] to her guardian deity the more numerous train of ancient and immaculate votaries.

The mythological deſcriptions of the Grecian poets are generally founded on ſome hiſtorical fact; and the poem of Nonnus contains a very remarkable paſſage, which almoſt perſuades me, that the women of Greece, at ſome early and obſcure period of their hiſtory, were ſo vehemently devoted to the arts of Minerva, that they neglected or renounced the more intereſting rites of Venus, and almoſt endangered the continuance of the world. As the paſſage, to which I allude, has the advantage of exhibiting Venus in a new point of view, it may amuſe the reader to ſee it at full length. The poet having informed us that his hero, Bacchus, gave a banquet to his attendants, proceeds thus:

*To this gay audience, as the goblet paſs'd,
Leucus the ſelf-taught Leſbian fram'd the ſong
Of Titans arm'd 'gainſt Heaven: joyous he ſung
[74]The triumph of high-judging Jove; and how
In the dark caves of Tartarus he pent
Old Saturn, ſtealing his avenging fire,
And vainly cas'd in winter's watery helm.
But mild Lapethus, earth's pacific ſon,
Sat near the ſkilful bard; and from the feaſt
Gave him the choiceſt dainty: then requir'd
The ſweet and favourite ſong, that well deſcribes
The Cyprian Goddeſs at the loom employ'd,
And vying with the blue-eyed Queen of Arts.
He with ſweet prelude ſung, how Venus, touch'd
With paſſion for the works of manual ſkill,
Held in unpractis'd hands Minerva's web,
And the light ceſtus of the Loves exchang'd
For the laborious ſhuttle. Coarſe the thread
The Paphian Goddeſs ſpun—ſcarce of leſs ſize
Than the groſs cordage, which of willow fram'd
With ſome rude art, the old mechanic us'd
To ſplice the timber of his new-built bark.
She thro' the day, and thro' the night, intent
Hung o'er the loom of Pallas, and rejoic'd
[75]In the new labour, foreign to her hand.
Frequent ſhe ſmooth'd the veſt; and having pois'd
The dangling weights, her growing web ſhe plied,
Solicitous to play Minerva's part.
Nor trifling was her toil: but in her work
The maſſive thread projected: of itſelf
The woof of her enormous texture broke.
And of her double labour now ſhe made
The ſun a witneſs, and the conſcious moon.
Part of her ſportive train around her danc'd
Amuſive: with a gay and rapid hand
Paſiphae turn'd the wheel; while Pitho's care
Smooth'd the rough wool; and ſweet Aglaia's zeal
Gave to their common Queen the ready thread.
Now mortal life declin'd, and harmony,
Once the glad harbinger of bridal joy,
Mourn'd the neglect of marriage — hopeleſs Love
Loos'd from his bow his ineffectual ſtring,
Viewing the barren unplough'd field of life.
No dulcet flute then ſounded, no ſhrill pipe
[76]Uſher'd with feſtive glee the Nuptial God;
But earthly being waſted, and the chain
Of wedlock, that ſuſtains the world, diſſolv'd.
Minerva now her buſy rival ſaw;
In anger mix'd with tenderneſs ſhe view'd
The thick rough threads of the unſkilful fair:
Now ſhe inform'd the Gods, and ſpoke in ſcorn
Accuſing Venus, and her father Jove:—
"Thy ordinance is chang'd, Celeſtial Sire!
"Nor can I keep what all the Fates conſpir'd
"To make my portion: tempted by my loom,
"Thy daughter Venus now invades my right.
"'Tis not the ſiſter and the wife of Jove,
"'Tis not our ſovereign Juno, that uſurps
"Minerva's province: no; this wrong is done
"To the immortal Patroneſs of Arms
"By the ſoft Queen of Dalliance. For thy Heaven
"When did th' unwarlike Cytherea fight?
"Where are the Titans by her ceſtus ſlain,
"That ſhe inſults thy warrior?—Dian! ſay,
"When in the centre of thy ſacred grove
[77]"Haſt thou beheld Minerva lead the chace?
"Or who in child-birth calls the Blue-eyed Queen?"
She ſpoke, and the inhabitants of Heaven
Aſſembled, eager for the wondrous ſight
Of Venus at the loom.—Soon as they ſaw
The produce of her hand, unus'd to toil,
Scornful they roll'd the ſpurious work aſide,
And with a ſmile ſarcaſtic Hermes ſaid:
"Thine is the diſtaff: to Minerva leave
"Thy uſeleſs ceſtus! — Since thy arm has ſtrength
"Nimbly to dart the flying ſhuttle, take
"The ſpear and aegis of the Martial Maid!
"I know why Venus plies th' applauded loom:
"Thy wiles eſcape not me—thy bridegroom Mars
"Quick from thy hand with amorous haſte requires
"A veſt of nuptial elegance: —for Mars
"Form the rich robe; but in thy recent work
"Weave not the lance, for what are arms to thee?
"No! let thy variegated tints diſplay
[78]"The Light-diſperſing God, whoſe beams reveal'd
"Thy latent paramour: or, if thou wilt,
"Frame thy old chains, and let thy modeſt hand
"Paint in thy glowing web thy ſpurious lord!
"And thou too, Love, a diſtaff for thy arms,
"For thy laborious mother twiſt the yarn,
"That I may ſee the light-wing'd boy at work,
"His bow a ſpindle, and his dart a thread!
"With golden Venus 'broider Mars in gold;
"And let him bear a ſhuttle for his ſhield,
"Weaving himſelf with Beauty's buſy Queen!
"But rather, Venus, from thy lovely hand
"Toſs to the wind thy threads!—thy ceſtus take,
"And o'er th' enjoyments of the earth again
"Preſide! for nature ſuffers, and the world
"Wanders forlorn, while thou art at the loom."
Thus as he ſpoke th' Olympian ſynod ſmil'd;
And, caſting far aſide th' unfiniſh'd web
In reverence to Pallas, Beauty's Queen,
Kind cheriſher of man's increaſe, retir'd
To her own Cyprus—from her ceſtus Love
[79]Beſtow'd new charms on nature's varying form,
And richly ſow'd the well-plough'd waſte of life.
Such was the carol of the Leſbian bard
On Cytherea, in the loom unſkill'd,
Vying with Pallas, patroneſs of arts.

I rejoice in being able to enliven and illuſtrate this philoſophical Eſſay, by ſo appoſite a paſſage from the very poet, however obſcure, from whom Mr. Bryant has ſtruck ſo much light in his profounder reſearches. I have given almoſt a literal tranſlation of the preceding ſong; and I flatter myſelf that my candid readers, who are familiar with the deciſive ſtyle of our antiquarians, will allow me to conſider it as a ſtriking proof, that a confederacy of very beautiful ancient ſpinſters was once formed in Greece, who reſolutely devoted themſelves to the quiet labour of the loom, inſtead of aſſiſting in the more important buſineſs of forming new citizens to ſupport their country. Evident as this point muſt appear from theſe remarkable verſes, it might puzzle, perhaps, even the very learned gentleman juſt mentioned, to decide at what period of the Grecian [80] hiſtory theſe ſpinſters lived, and how long they perſiſted in their dangerous reſolution. From the concluſion of the ſong I am inclined to believe, that they reſembled a certain ſociety of modern ladies, under the guidance of a ſeraphic preſident, intitled Madonella; a lady whoſe adventures are related with infinite humour in the firſt volume of the Tatler, and who, having devoted herſelf and her aſſociates to a life of virgin purity and retirement, was rapidly and ingeniouſly induced to take an active part in the neceſſary increaſe of the world.

My deſire to do all poſſible honour to the ſiſterhood, has made me extremely ſolicitous to diſcover every Attic Old Maid, whoſe name might reflect a luſtre on the community: but in my hiſtorical enquiries for this purpoſe, I have not been ſo ſucceſsful as I expected to be. Many Grecian ladies have been celebrated for an attachment to philoſophical ſtudies; and I concluded that, in the liſt of theſe, I ſhould find ſeveral individuals, who in chaſtity as well as learning were the faithful votaries [81] of Minerva. Monſieur Menage has compiled, with extenſive erudition, a little hiſtory of all the female philoſophers, of whom any traces can be found in the writings of the ancients. Their number amounts to ſixty-five; but it is very remarkable, that if we except St. Catherine, there is only one lady in this long catalogue, who is celebrated for her virginity; and how far that might be either real or meritorious may ſtill be a queſtion, as this lady did not live ſingle, but was the wife of the philoſopher Iſidorus.

Thus diſappointed among the ancient female profeſſors of philoſophy, I reflected with ſingular pleaſure, that thoſe more venerable poetical old ladies, the Sibyls, would ſupply this defect; and of all the Old Maids that antiquity could furniſh, I conſidered them as beſt entitled to the honourable diſtinction of being claſſed at the head of the ſiſterhood. I imagined their title to this high rank to be fully confirmed by the ſentence of St. Jerome; who, ſpeaking [82] of them, in the firſt part of his eloquent invective againſt Jovinian, expreſsly ſays, that ‘virginity was their characteriſtic, and divination the reward of their virginity *.’ But, examining the hiſtory of theſe reverend ladies with that attention which it deſerves, I ſoon perceived that the fervent and generous ſaint had given them credit for a quality, which they were very far from poſſeſſing. The learned Servatius Gallaeus, who has obliged the world with a thick quarto volume on theſe intereſting females, completely expoſes the miſtake of St. Jerome, and laughs at him as a ridiculous champion, contending for the chaſtity of a harlot. Nor can we wonder that the credulity of the candid ſaint ſhould be treated with deriſion, ſince one of the Sibyls, for whoſe continence he contends, very freely acknowledges, in a remarkable [83] verſe of her own *, that ſhe had formerly indulged herſelf in all the criminal exceſſes of licentious paſſion.

After all my laborious endeavours to inveſtigate the hiſtory of Old Maids in Greece, I muſt cloſe this chapter upon them, with the modeſt ignorance of a Grecian philoſopher, confeſſing all I know is that I know nothing: to the virginity of theſe ancient and perhaps ideal ladies, I may apply the following ingenious ſimile of a great modern poet:

Like following life in creatures we diſſect,
We loſe it in the moment we detect.

CHAP. IV. On the Veſtals, and other Old Maids, of Rome before the Chriſtian Aera.

[84]

AS the Roman empire was founded on a rape, and no leſs than ſix hundred and eighty-three Sabine virgins were forcibly converted into wives, according to the account of that accurate antiquarian Dionyſius of Halicarnaſſus, we cannot expect to meet with many Old Maids in the early periods of the Roman hiſtory. Indeed, in the firſt ages of the republic, the patriotic ambition of the Romans, and the expreſs letter of their law, operated with equal force againſt a life of celibacy. Cicero, in the opening of his third book, De Legibus, has given us the very words of the ſtatute, by which the cenſors were directed, not only to examine and enroll the children of every Roman family, but to take care [85] that no citizens ſhould lead a ſingle life *; and we learn from a valuable fragment preſerved in Aulus Gellius, that the moſt eminent ſenators of Rome conſidered marriage, not as a ſtate of private enjoyment, but as a public indiſpenſable burthen, which every man was bound to ſupport for the good of the community. As the ſubject is curious and intereſting, I ſhall preſent to my reader not only the fragment to which I allude, but a conſiderable paſſage from the author who has given it a place in his miſcellaneous and amuſing work.

The ſixth chapter, in the firſt book of Aulus Gellius, begins in the following manner:

‘The oration which Metellus Numidicus, a man of dignity and eloquence, delivered, in his cenſorſhip, to exhort the people to matrimony, was read to a large and learned audience. In this oration it was thus written: 'If, Romans, we had [86] the power of living without a wife, we ſhould all be free from that trouble; but ſince nature has ſo diſpoſed it, that we can neither live very commodiouſly with them, nor without them exiſt at all, we muſt provide rather for perpetual ſecurity, than for tranſient pleaſure.' It appeared to ſome, that the cenſor Metellus, whoſe intention was to exhort the people to marry, ought not to have made ſuch a confeſſion concerning the trouble and perpetual vexations of the married life, ſince, inſtead of exhorting, he ſeemed rather to diſſuade and deter. His oration, they ſaid, ought rather to have taken a contrary turn; he ſhould have aſſerted, that marriage in general was attended with no vexations; and if at any time it appeared to produce ſome, theſe, he ſhould have ſaid, were light and trifling, very eaſily endured, and obliterated by a ſuperior portion of emolument and delight; nay, that theſe very vexations were neither common to all, nor owing [87] to the nature of the connection, but occaſioned by the failings and injuſtice of particular huſbands. But Titus Caſtricius maintained, that Metellus had ſpoken both with truth and propriety. It is one thing, ſaid he, to ſpeak as a cenſor, and another to ſpeak as a rhetorician. We allow the latter to uſe expreſſions fraudulent and bold, ſubtile and captious, if they have but a certain air of truth, and the power of exciting, by any artifice, the paſſions of the audience. He obſerved, moreover, that it is diſgraceful to a rhetorician, even in a bad cauſe, to leave any part of his ground deſerted and unfought; but for Metellus, he ſaid, who ſpoke to the Roman people with that ſanctity of character, as a man whoſe life had been diſtinguiſhed by accumulated honours, it became him to utter nothing but what he himſelf, and his whole audience, might eſteem ſtrictly true; and the more ſo, as he ſpoke upon a ſubject, of which the experience of [88] every day enabled every man to judge. Confeſſing, therefore, thoſe vexations which were notorious to all men, and deſerving, by that confeſſion, the confidence of his auditors, he at laſt, with eaſe and rapidity, perſuaded them of that important and eſſential point, that the preſervation of the ſtate depended on the prevalence of marriage.’

Without ſtopping to make any farther remarks on the eloquence of Metellus— from whoſe honeſt confeſſion we might infer, that the moſt ſpirited of the old Romans were not perfectly able to manage their wives—I ſhall only obſerve, that in the firſt ages of the republic, the cenſors ſeem to have attended very minutely to this part of their office, which had ſo ſtrong a tendency to prevent the exiſtence of Old Maids. Valerius Maximus informs us, that the cenſors Camillus and Poſthumius levied a fine on thoſe citizens who had grown old in a ſingle life, and brought it to the public treaſury. Plutarch alſo, in his [89] Life of Camillus, relates, that ‘as the wars had made many widows, he obliged ſuch of the men as lived ſingle, partly by perſuaſion, and partly by threatening them with fines, to marry thoſe widows.’ — From the latter circumſtance we may infer, that virgins of a marriageable age were at this period very ſcarce in Rome; and, indeed, we may believe, that, in the active patriotic days of the republic, there would not have exiſted a ſingle Roman Old Maid, had not the ſingular religious eſtabliſhment of the veſtal virgins formed a kind of nurſery for that reſpectable ſiſterhood to whom this work is devoted.

As I preſume that my fair readers have but a ſlight acquaintance with theſe moſt intereſting nuns of antiquity, although their name, ſurviving that fire for whoſe eternity they prayed, is ſtill applied in poetical language to modern ladies of diſtinguiſhed purity, I ſhall here inſert the curious account of the Veſtals, which is preſerved in the above-mentioned moſt excellent antiquarian, [90] Dionyſius, and I ſhall inſert it in the words of his accurate and elegant tranſlator, Mr. Spelman.

‘The virgins, who ſerve the Goddeſs, were originally four, and elected by the kings, according to the laws eſtabliſhed by Numa; but, afterwards, from the multiplicity of their functions, their number was encreaſed to ſix, and has ſo remained to this day. They live in the temple of the Goddeſs, into which none are hindered from entering in the daytime; but it is not lawful for any man to remain there in the night. They are under a neceſſity of continuing unmarried during the ſpace of thirty years; which time they employ in offering ſacrifices, and performing other rites ordained by the law. During the firſt ten years, their duty was to learn their functions; in the ſecond ten, to perform them; and, during the remainder of their time, to teach others. After the expiration of the term of thirty years, nothing hindered [91] ſuch as deſired it from marrying, upon their quitting their veils *, and the other enſigns of their prieſthood; and ſome, though very few, have done this, the end of whoſe lives has not been ſo very happy as to tempt others to imitate them; ſo that the reſt, looking upon their calamities as ominous, remain virgins in the temple of the Goddeſs till their death, and then the pontiffs again chuſe another to ſupply the vacancy. They receive many diſtinguiſhing honours from their country, by which the deſire of children [92] and of marriage is taken away. They are alſo ſubject to great puniſhment in caſe of delinquency; which, by the law, the pontiffs are appointed both to enquire into and puniſh. Thoſe Veſtals who commit leſſer crimes, they whip with rods; but if they ſuffer themſelves to be debauched, they are delivered up by the pontiffs to the moſt ſhameful and the moſt miſerable death; for, while they are yet alive, they are carried upon a bier, with all the formality of a funeral, their friends and relations attending them with lamentations; being arrived at the gate Collina, they are placed in a ſubterraneous cell, prepared within the walls, in their funeral attire, without any ſepulchral column, funeral rites, or other cuſtomary ſolemnities. There ſeem to be many indications of the prieſteſs who does not perform the holy functions with purity; but the principal is the extinction of the fire, which the Romans dread above all misfortunes, looking [93] upon it, from whatever cauſe it proceeds, as an omen that portends the deſtruction of their city; and they bring fire again into the temple, with many expiatory rites.—It is alſo well worth relating, in what manner this Goddeſs has manifeſted herſelf in favour of thoſe virgins who have been falſly accuſed.—It is ſaid, that once the fire being extinguiſhed, through ſome careleſſneſs of Aemilia, who had then the care of it, and had intruſted it to another virgin, who was newly choſen into their number, and then learning her duty, the whole city was in great diſorder, and an enquiry made by the pontiffs, whether ſome defilement of the prieſteſs might not have occaſioned the extinction of the fire. Upon this they ſay, that Aemilia, who was innocent, but diſtracted at what had happened, ſtretched out her hands to the altar, and, in the preſence of the prieſts and the reſt of the virgins, ſaid, 'O Veſta, tutelary Goddeſs of this city, if, during the ſpace [94] of near thirty years, I have performed the holy functions to thee with holineſs and juſtice, and have preſerved a pure mind and a chaſte body, appear in my defence, and aſſiſt me, and do not ſuffer your prieſteſs to die the moſt miſerable of all deaths; but if I have been guilty of any impiety, let my puniſhment expiate the guilt of the city.'—Having ſaid this, ſhe tore off a piece of the linen garment ſhe had on, and threw it upon the altar. After this prayer, they ſay, that from the aſhes, which had been long cold, and retained no ſpark of fire, a great flame ſhone forth through the linen; ſo that the city did not ſtand in need, either of expiations or of a new fire.—But what I am going to relate is ſtill more wonderful, and more like a fable.—They ſay, that ſomebody having falſely accuſed one of the virgins, whoſe name was Tucia, and, being unable to object to her the extinction of the fire, he ſupported his accuſation by falſe inductions drawn from [95] probable conjectures and teſtimonies; and that the virgin, being ordered to make her defence, ſaid only this—that ſhe would clear herſelf from the accuſation by her actions; and, having ſaid this, and called upon the Goddeſs to be her guide, ſhe proceeded to the Tiber, the pontiffs conſenting, and all the citizens attending her: when ſhe came to the river, ſhe was ſo hardy as to undertake a thing, which, of all others, is looked upon as impoſſible, even to a proverb; and, having taken water out of the river in an empty ſieve, and carried it as far as the Forum, ſhe poured it out at the feet of the pontiffs; after which, they ſay, her accuſer, though great enquiry was made after him, could never be found, either alive or dead *.’

If ſome of theſe calumniated Veſtals were thus marvellouſly preſerved, others ſeem to have been deſtroyed with the moſt [96] ſavage barbarity, in ſpite of favourable occurrences that might have been humanely conſtrued into a ſupernatural aſſertion of their innocence. In the rhetorical fragments of Seneca, a fair delinquent is mentioned, who, being convicted of impurity, was brought to ſuffer death, by being thrown from the ſummit of ſo high a rock, that it was terrific even to thoſe who looked down from it in a ſtate of ſecurity *. In the moment preceding her puniſhment, ſhe appealed to Veſta in vindication of her purity; and, being flung from the precipice, deſcended without injury to the ground; when a ſet of inhuman orators maintained, that ſhe ought to be brought back, and thrown a ſecond time from the rock, alledging, that her wonderful eſcape rather indicated the anger than the protection of the Gods, ſince it was their deſign, not to ſave the life of this convicted criminal, but [97] to lengthen her puniſhment. Seneca does not inform us, that ſhe periſhed in conſequence of this cruel argument; and, indeed, I am tempted to hope, for the honour of human nature, that the whole ſtory was nothing more than the fiction of a fanciful declaimer.

However this may be, the anecdote affords us a ſtriking proof of the extreme ſeverity with which the Romans regarded the frailty of a Veſtal. Indeed, the ſame author furniſhes us with a proof of this point yet more extraordinary; for he gives us part of a criminal oration againſt a Veſtal, who was accuſed of inceſt, not for any evident act of incontinence, but merely for having written a verſe, which forcibly expreſſed her ſenſe of thoſe pleaſures, which the married fair ones enjoy. This curious morſel of heart-inſpired poetry is happily preſerved, and I muſt gratify my female reader with a tranſlation of it, though I may injure the ſpirit of this feeling poeteſs [98] by converting her ſingle Latin verſe into the following Engliſh couplet:

Happy the nymphs who gain the nuptial bed!
O let me die, if 'tis not ſweet to wed *!

We find, in the auſtere rhetorician, the moſt bitter invective againſt theſe natural ſentiments of a tender female. "How expreſſive," cries the declaimer, "is her language! how apparently flowing from the inmoſt ſoul, not only of an experienced, but of an enraptured woman!—She is guilty of inceſt, though not actually violated, who wiſhes for violation ."

Let me add, however, in juſtice to Seneca, that he gives us alſo the oppoſite ſide of the queſtion. "We confeſs," replies the defender of this poetical virgin, "we confeſs to you, ſhe is guilty of one crime: ſhe is [99] poſſeſſed of genius: how then could ſhe fail to envy Cornelia, the mother of the Gracchi, or that happy parent who gave birth to Cato*?"—We are not told what was the fate of this ingenious Veſtal; and ſhe alſo, like her ſiſter, who is mentioned in the preceding anecdote of the rock, might be a mere creature of fancy, and her offence invented for the exerciſe of declamation.

If our humanity is gratified by this ſuppoſition, yet other ancient writers afford us a melancholy aſſurance, that ſeveral unhappy Veſtals actually ſuffered the ſavage fate of being buried alive. For my own part, when I read of ſuch events, I feel that all the ſplendor of Roman glory is entirely eclipſed by theſe infernal acts of barbarous ſuperſtition. Let me remark, however, for the credit of the republic, that this puniſhment was introduced by the elder Tarquin. [100] It was firſt inflicted in his reign, upon a hapleſs victim, whoſe name was Pinaria. I ſhall not enumerate all the unfortunate females, who ſhared this inhuman deſtiny, but content myſelf with obſerving, that, according to the calculation of the Abbé Nadal (who has given a copious hiſtory of the Veſtals, in the Memoirs of the French Academy) from the eſtabliſhment of theſe virgins under Numa, to their ſuppreſſion in the reign of Theodoſius, a period of about a thouſand years, we cannot aſſign more to each century than a ſingle victim. As to the number of honeſt and unſuſpected Old Maids, which this religious ſociety might produce in the ſame ſpace of time, this is a point requiring ſo much nice calculation, that I ſhall leave it to be ſettled by our own indefatigable antiquarians.

We may fairly ſuppoſe, that, in ſpite of thoſe unpromiſing omens, by which many of the elder Veſtals were deterred from wedlock, according to the above-mentioned account of Dionyſius, ſome of theſe ſuperannuated [101] prieſteſſes were eager to aſſert their privilege, and ventured to marry. Indeed we have a ſingular proof that this ſometimes happened, in a few remarkable verſes of the Chriſtian poet Prudentius, who has exhibited a picture of the Veſtals, which is certainly painted with more zeal than politeneſs. As the paſſage is curious, and has not been fully quoted by the modern hiſtorian of theſe intereſting ladies, I ſhall endeavour to amuſe my fair readers by a poetical tranſlation of it.

Now let me ſearch into the Veſtal's fame!
To modeſty's bright crown what ſeals her claim?
The little ſlaves in childhood are immur'd,
Before the judgment of the mind matur'd
Can grow of virgin fame devoutly fond,
And ſpurn the weight of the connubial bond.
On joyleſs altars, which her heart muſt hate,
The captive virgin is condemn'd to wait;
Not ſcorning pleaſure, but from bliſs confin'd,
Untouch'd her body, not untouch'd her mind:
[102]Reſtleſs the bed, on which unlov'd ſhe lies,
And for the loſs of bridal rapture ſighs:
Hope fans this fire: for her the torch may flare,
And nuptial fillets bind her hoary hair;
Since, when thro' ſtated years her vows are paid,
Veſta rejects the antiquated maid:
While fit for nuptial joys, no nuptial kiſs
Enrich'd her boſom with a mother's bliſs;
A veteran Veſtal, now her prieſthood ends,
She quits the altar, on which youth attends,
To Hymen's rites, a wrinkled bride! ſhe's led,
And learns to wanton in an icy bed *.

[103]Though the picture, which this pious poet has given us, may be conſidered as a piece of coarſe painting, it was undoubtedly drawn from the life. In one point I fear he judged but too well; I mean, in the general unhappineſs which he attributes to the younger Veſtals. From the time and mode of their introduction into this religious ſervitude, we cannot ſuppoſe that they felt themſelves very eaſy under it, when they grew old enough to acquire a knowledge of ſocial life, and to experience the full force [104] of all the natural paſſions. The Romans ſeem to have been ſenſible of the many mortifications, which muſt have attended the life of theſe lovely captives: and they endeavoured to compenſate the evils of their condition, by frequently increaſing the various honours that were paid to every individual of this holy order. Even the cold-blooded Auguſtus beſtowed upon them ſome marks of his favour; and, as the hiſtorian Dion Caſſius aſſerts, admitted theſe ſequeſtered virgins to the enjoyment of all thoſe civic rights, which the policy of Rome had confined to mothers. Among the many privileges that belonged to the Veſtal, there was one that muſt have been peculiarly delightful to a feeling heart; I mean the privilege of ſaving the condemned. The Romans attached ſuch an idea of ſanctity to the perſon of a Veſtal, that if a criminal, in his way to execution, was fortunate enough to meet one of theſe virgins, the bare ſight of ſo pure a perſonage was ſufficient to expiate his offences, and the happy incident immediately [105] reſtored him to life and liberty. On theſe occaſions, however, it was neceſſary for the prieſteſs to affirm, that ſuch meeting was the mere effect of chance. Yet in the moſt turbulent and ſanguinary days of the republic, the lives of ſome political delinquents have been ſaved by the ſupplication of the Veſtals. The vindictive Sylla himſelf is ſaid to have granted the life of Caeſar to the interceſſion of theſe compaſſionate virgins, highly provoked as he was by the reſiſtance of that ſpirited and ambitious youth. Perhaps the extreme eagerneſs, which Caeſar afterwards ſhewed to obtain the office of ſupreme pontiff, was partly owing to his generous deſire of diſplaying his gratitude to theſe holy virgins, to whoſe tenderneſs he was indebted for his life: for it was the duty of the ſupreme pontiff to ſuperintend this female ſociety; to retire into a place of privacy with every young Veſtal, who had committed any trivial offence, and, having ſtripped the fair delinquent, to ſcourge her in proportion to her [106] demerit. It was perhaps in this high office that the celebrated humanity of this merciful tyrant was moſt uniformly exerted; and, however the Roman empire might juſtly murmur at his uſurped authority, when we conſider the characteriſtics of this great man, we may reaſonably conclude, that no tender Veſtal ever thought herſelf much aggrieved by falling under the rod of Caeſar. It had indeed been happy for this tender ſiſterhood, if the ſucceeding emperors had ſuperintended them with that gentle ſpirit, which on ſuch occaſions diſplayed itſelf in this the moſt liberal and moſt accompliſhed of tyrants. But among the many monſters, who ſucceeded this extraordinary uſurper in the government of the Roman world, there were ſome, who appear to have delighted in the horrible enormity of burying even an innocent Veſtal alive. The younger Pliny has related a tranſaction of this kind, in which the ſpirit of the lovely victim appears in ſo intereſting a light, that I ſhall inſert the ſtory in the words of Mr. Melmoth, [107] that amiable tranſlator, whoſe delicacy of ſentiment, and elegance of language, have placed him on a level with his engaging original.

Domitian's vengeance generally raged with the greateſt fury, where his evidence failed him moſt. That emperor had determined, that Cornelia Maximilla, one of the Veſtal virgins, ſhould be buried alive, from an extravagant notion, that thoſe kind of exemplary ſeverities did honour to his reign. Accordingly, in the character of high-prieſt, or rather indeed in that of a lawleſs and cruel tyrant, he convened the ſacred college, not in the pontifical court where they uſually aſſemble, but at his villa near Alba; and there (by a ſentence no leſs wicked, as it was paſſed when ſhe was not preſent to defend herſelf, than as it was the effect of paſſion and revenge) he condemned her of having violated her Veſtal vow. Yet he himſelf had been guilty, not only of debauching his brother's daughter, but was [810] alſo acceſſary to her death: for that lady being a widow, in order to conceal her ſhame, endeavoured to procure an abortion, and by that means loſt her life. However, the prieſts were directed to ſee the ſentence immediately performed upon Cornelia. As they were leading her to the place of execution, ſhe called upon Veſta, and the reſt of the Gods, to atteſt her virtue; and, amongſt other exclamations, frequently cried out, Is it poſſible that Caeſar can think me polluted, under the influence of whoſe ſacred functions he has conquered and triumphed? Whether ſhe ſaid this in flattery or deriſion; whether it proceeded from a conſciouſneſs of her innocence, or contempt of the emperor, is not certain *; but ſhe continued exclaiming in this manner, till ſhe came to the place of execution; to which ſhe was led at leaſt like a criminal, though perhaps not really one. As ſhe was going [109] down into the ſubterraneous cavern, her gown hung upon ſomething in the way, upon which, turning back to diſengage it, the executioner offered her his hand, which ſhe refuſed with ſome horror, as if ſhe could not touch it without impurity. Thus ſhe preſerved the appearance of a conſummate chaſtity to the concluding ſcene of her life; ‘And her laſt care was decently to fall *.’ Celer, likewiſe, a Roman knight, who was accuſed of being her gallant, during the whole time his ſentence was executing upon him, in the ſquare near the ſenate-houſe, perſiſted in ſaying, What crime have I been guilty of? I have been guilty of none .

If the perſonal ſecurity of theſe unhappy virgins was thus wantonly invaded by the [110] barbarity of the Pagan emperors, the chaſte reputation of the ſiſterhood has been treated with equal cruelty and injuſtice by the outrageous zeal of ſome Chriſtian authors. We have already ſeen with what indelicate contempt the pious poet Prudentius has ſpoken of Veſtal purity. Saint Ambroſe, in his Treatiſe on Virgins, proceeds ſtill farther againſt it. Having aſſerted that virginity was only affected among the Gentiles, the good ſaint exclaims, ‘Who will urge againſt me, the virgins of Veſta, or the prieſteſſes of Pallas? What kind of purity is that, which depends not upon morals, but upon age? which, inſtead of being perpetual, has a ſtated period preſcribed?—There is greater wantonneſs in that virtue, whoſe fall is aſſigned to the latter ſeaſon of life: they who allow a final period to virginity, teach their own virgins that they are releaſed from the duty, and deſtitute of the power, of perſeverance. But what kind of a religion is that, in which young maidens are [111] commanded to be chaſte, and old women wanton *?’

My concern for the credit of many an honeſt, though unknown Veſtal Old Maid, obliges me to obſerve, that the holy Ambroſe has given a very unfair and a very ungenerous repreſentation of this chaſte community; but, ſevere as he is towards them, his ſeverity may be conſidered as moderation, when compared with the mercileſs treatment they have received from his brother ſaint, the vehement ſaint Jerome: that eloquent and impetuous father of the Catholic church ſeems to lay his daring axe to the very roots, not only of [112] Pagan, but of all heretical virginity; expreſsly ſaying, that the virgins, ſuch as are called ſo among divers heretics, and particularly the Manichaean, are to be conſidered as harlots, and not as virgins *.

Let me add, however, as an inſtance of candour in this zealous ſaint, that although he appears ſo bitter an enemy to all unorthodox virgins, in the preceding paſſage from his letter to Euſtochium, the daughter of his friend Paula, on the preſervation of virginity—yet, in his invective againſt Jovinian, who had queſtioned the extraordinary merit of the moſt perfect chaſtity, he launches forth into a ſpirited panegyric on the virgins of the heathen world, allowing that title not only to the Sibyls, but to Caſſandra herſelf, though this unfortunate heroine had been very groſsly injured, both [113] by a Divinity and a mortal, being deluded by Apollo, and raviſhed by Ajax.

I ſhall not ſtop to comment on this inconſiſtency in the rapid and energetic St. Jerome, as I intend, in the ſubſequent part of my work, to ſpeak more at large, not only of this celebrated advocate for a ſingle life, but of many other ſaints, whoſe pious labours have been particularly directed to that moſt attractive ſubject, virginity.

It is not ſurpriſing, that ſome of theſe holy writers ſhould, in the heat of their zeal, make very free with the reputation both of the young and old maids among the Pagans. We may forgive the exceſſes of miſtaken piety; but when a critic of modern times—when an author, writing in a country that piques itſelf on delicacy and politeneſs—when a Frenchman, in the courteous age of Lewis the Fourteenth, raſhly attempts to diſhonour all the virgins of the heathen world, I eſteem it my duty, as the voluntary champion of the inſulted ſiſterhood, to expoſe and chaſtiſe this very arrogant [114] and licentious delinquent. The perſon who has been guilty of this high miſdemeanor, is Monſieur Morin; who, in the year 1713, produced, in the French Academy of Belles Lettres, a compoſition entitled, "A critical Hiſtory of Celibacy." In the cloſe of it, this preſumptuous author not only traduces the poor mortal virgins of antiquity, but attempts to diſhonour even the virgin Goddeſſes themſelves.

That the ſiſterhood may be judges of his offence againſt them, I ſhall tranſlate ſome paſſages of the treatiſe, in which their purity is ſo grievouſly inſulted. I ſhall begin with the inſtances he produces, of that high eſteem for chaſtity, which the heathens profeſſed.

Virginity paſſed amongſt them for ſomething divine and ſacred. The Greeks called thoſe who profeſſed it [...], Demigods, or equal to Gods; and the Latin etymologiſts derive the word coelebs from coelum—coelebs quaſi coeleſtis—implying, that thoſe who live in celibacy [115] are celeſtial beings. They regarded this virtue as a ſupernatural grace,

Et pluſquam foeminâ virgo!
Virgin! a title higher far than wife!

They believed, that the Gods granted it only as a ſpecial favour; How can we otherwiſe explain the fervent ſupplication of Daphne, when ſhe ſaw herſelf on the point of loſing her virginity?

Da mihi perpetua, genitor chariſſime, dixit,
Virginitate frui! dedit hoc pater ante Dianae.
Grant me, dear Sine, a virgin to remain!—
This Dian aſk'd of Jove, nor aſk'd in vain.

What are we to underſtand by the metamorphoſis of this maiden into a laurel, if not this, that chaſtity was conſidered by the heathens as a ſure paſſport to immortality, of which the laurel was the ſymbol? This is the opinion of our mythologiſts. If it happened, that this [116] treaſure was at any time loſt by ſurpriſe or violence, what trouble! what confuſion! what deſpair!—'My dear virginity!' ſaid the famous female of Greece, 'my dear virginity! what is become of thee?'—The Roman ladies did not eſteem it leſs. Can there be any thing more touching than the remorſe of Europa, in Horace, after her adventure with Jupiter?

—Pater, O relictum
Filiae nomen!—

'My dear father, what wilt thou ſay? what wilt thou think of me, when thou art informed, that I have had the weakneſs to abandon the honour of a maiden? when thou art informed, that thoſe noble principles of religion and piety, which thou haſt taken ſuch pains to inſpire me with, have all yielded to a frantic paſſion?'

—pietaſque, dixit,
Victa furore.

[117]'What a difference, great Gods! between the condition in which I was, and that to which I ſee myſelf reduced!'

‘Unde, quo veni!’

'No,' adds ſhe, 'a ſingle death is not ſufficient; it requires more; it requires an eternal perdition to expiate the offence of a maiden, who ſuffers herſelf to be ſeduced.'

—levis una mors eſt
Virginum culpae.—

Can any thing be ſaid, can any thing be conceived, more forcible, in the preſent times?—They ſwore by their virginity as by ſomething particularly ſacred:

Vera cano, ſic uſque ſacras innoxía lauras
Veſcar, et aeternum ſit mihi virginitas.

Truths I announce, ſo be my laurels pure!
So, without end, my virgin wealth endure!

Such is the adjuration of a Sibyl, in Tibullus.—It was a univerſal principle of [118] Paganiſm, that the Gods were pleaſed with chaſtity: ‘Caſta placent Superis.’

Their ſacrifices were not thought compleat, without the aſſiſtance of a virgin. They might, indeed, begin them without this neceſſary miniſter, or make the libation (libare); but they could not complete the ceremony, which was expreſſed by the Latin word litare. They were perſuaded, that this virtue is what advances us neareſt to Divinity.

They ſaid, that as God is alone ſufficient to himſelf, and finds in his own eſſence all that is neceſſary to him for ſovereign beatitude, ſo alſo virgins, inſtead of fooliſhly ſeeking their happineſs in the poſſeſſion of other creatures, find it without wandering from themſelves, in their purity, in their innocence, in their integrity *.

They all maintained, that, if the Divinity [119] was at any time pleaſed to communicate itſelf to human nature, this neither could, nor ought to be, with any other than a virgin: Decet enim naturam intactam, impollutam, puram, et vere virginem, cum Deo converſari *. It is true, theſe are not the expreſſions of a Pagan, but of Philo the Jew, which is not leſs worthy of obſervation.—Macrobius ſays almoſt the ſame thing, in terms very ſimilar: Nulli aptius jungitur [...] incorrupta quam virgini . The incorruptible unity of God cannot unite with any creature more ſuited to itſelf than a virgin.—Let us hear a Platonician [120] unfold the ſentiments of his ſect on this ſyſtem of life:—'It reflects honour on [121] a maiden to preſerve with ſolicitude the purity of her body and of her ſoul. This condition gives her a great ſuperiority over all perſons of her own ſex. Diſengaged from the cares of the world, ſhe has the eyes of her mind continually fixed upon a ſpiritual life, from whence ſhe derives all the delights of true wedlock, in filling her heart with ſuch divine words, as enable her to conceive and to produce the moſt luminous meditations.'

Here, indeed, we have magnificent language, ſublime ideas, and ſpeculations of ſingular beauty; but unluckily, when compared with practice and reality, we ſhall find them empty words, and nothing more. Theſe fine declaimers were not deſtitute of light; but, as they knew God, and did not honour him as God, we may alſo ſay, that if they perceived the excellence of virgin purity, they ſucceeded no better in the obſervation of its laws. Whoever is diſpoſed to ſearch [122] into the ſecret hiſtory of ſuch perſons among them, as lived in celibacy, and affected the moſt ſcrupulous continence, may diſcover, if not groſs debauchery, at leaſt many abſurdities, and an abſolute farce. To begin with their Goddeſſes: —Veſta, the moſt ancient of all, was ſhe not repreſented in her temple with an infant in her arms? Whence had ſhe taken it?—Minerva had her Erichthonius, who was almoſt continually at her ſide. Her adventure with Vulcan is well known, and enables us to declare, that if ſhe could on any ground pretend to the character of a virgin, ſhe certainly had no claim to the title of Untouched, her common appellation. She had even ſome temples conſecrated to her honour in the character of a mother.—Diana had alſo her gallant Virbius, or Hippolytus, and, ſtill worſe, her Endymion. The only pleaſure ſhe took, in indulging her eyes with the contemplation of his ſleeping form, tells us enough, and, indeed, too [123] much for a virgin.—The Muſes, in their time, paſſed for very liberal coquettes. Myrtilus, who is quoted by Arnobius, boldly affirmed, that they were the indulgent intimates of a certain Megaleon, who had a taſte for muſic and poetry: he even aſſigns children to all of them, and mentions all their ſeveral names. —Their Veſtals, whoſe chaſtity they ſo highly extolled, were only obliged to remain ſingle to the age of thirty, when they were reſtored to all their natural rights: they did not fail to exerciſe theſe rights before that period; and we muſt not believe that the Romans buried alive all the Veſtals, who indulged themſelves in that liberty; no, only thoſe indiſcreet virgins, who had not learned the ſecret art of conducting themſelves according to that uſeful maxim, Si non caſte, ſaltem caute—if not with chaſtity, at leaſt with caution *.

[124]Such are the unwarrantable liberties which Monſieur Morin has taken with Pagan virginity.—In anſwer to the attack which this petulant Frenchman has made on all the Old Maids of antiquity, both mortal and divine, I ſhall only obſerve, that the inference he draws from the Pagan ſentiments he produces, is diametrically oppoſite to what it ought to be, not only according to the rules of delicacy and candour, but according to the laws of ſound reaſoning. Having ſhewn us very copiouſly, and very fairly, that the heathen ladies ſet the higheſt value on virginity, he ought undoubtedly to have ſaid, that although the perſonal hiſtory of ſome ancient nymphs and goddeſſes might induce us to believe that incontinence was prevalent in the days of Heatheniſm, yet, when we conſider the forcible and graceful terms, in which ſome of theſe frail nymphs lament their own weakneſs, we ought certainly to conclude, that many honeſt virgins, though their names have not reached us, exiſted in [125] the Pagan world, and maintained, in the midſt of its tempting licentiouſneſs, a very happy and honourable agreement between their principles and their practice.

Some of the Pagan Goddeſſes ſhould undoubtedly have been excepted from this general cenſure; three in particular, whoſe virginity (though it will not, I fear, reflect much honour on the ſiſterhood) was ſo unqueſtionable as to become a kind of proverb; I mean the Furies, whoſe maiden purity is aſſerted in a ſtriking fragment of Sophocles *.

It may perhaps extenuate the offence of Monſieur Morin againſt the ſiſterhood, to remark, that he was led into this wanton cruelty towards the virgins of Paganiſm, by his deſire of paying an oblique compliment to thoſe more numerous Old Maids, the Roman Catholic Nuns; of whom I ſhall ſpeak at large in the ſubſequent part of this [126] work. At preſent, I have a few more obſervations to make on the ladies of ancient Rome.—Theſe ladies may be ſaid, like the heroes of their country, to have reached the extremes both of virtue and of vice. There are two anecdotes in the Roman Hiſtory, which particularly diſcover the variation of female manners: the firſt is beautifully recorded by Livy, in a few words; which muſt loſe, I fear, a great part of their graceful energy by the following tranſlation.

The Patrician matrons had expelled from their religious aſſembly Virginia, the daughter of Aulus, for violating the dignity of their order by her marriage with Volumnius, the Plebeian conſul. A ſhort altercation, ariſing from female reſentment, blazed forth in a general conteſt of indignant ſpirits; when Virginia juſtly boaſted, that ſhe had entered the temple of Patrician Modeſty, in the character of a modeſt Patrician, the wife only of one man, to whom ſhe was led a virgin; and that ſhe could [127] neither repent of that huſband, nor of his honours and exploits. She enhanced, by a very noble deed, the magnanimity of her ſpeech:—ſhe ſet apart a ſufficient ſpace in the houſe where ſhe reſided for a moderate ſanctuary; ſhe placed in it an altar; and, having aſſembled the Plebeian matrons, and lamented to them the injuſtice of the Patricians; 'This altar,' ſhe ſaid, 'I dedicate to Plebeian Modeſty; and I exhort you, that, as there exiſts among the men of this city a rivalſhip in valour, there may be ſuch alſo in modeſty among its matrons. Let it be your endeavour, that this altar may be, if poſſible, more ſanctified than theirs, and acquire the reputation of being attended by chaſter votaries!'

To this pleaſing picture of ſpirited modeſty, we find a ſtriking and melancholy contraſt in the conduct of thoſe Roman ladies, who, in the conſulſhip of Acilius Balbus and Porcius Cato, were ſo extravagantly licentious, that the ſenate thought [128] proper to conſult the Sibylline oracle for ſome method of averting the public evils, ariſing from female depravity: they were directed to ſupplicate the Divinity who preſided over the tender affections; and accordingly built a new temple to Venus, under the title of Verticordia—The Corrector of the Heart.

This extraordinary fact is related by Valerius Maximus, and clearly alluded to in the following verſes of Ovid.

*Propitiate Venus!—on that heavenly friend
Your charms, your manners, and your fame depend:
In Rome of old weak Chaſtity decay'd:
Our ſires conſulted the Cumaean Maid:
[129]She cried—To Venus a new temple frame!
Hence the kind Goddeſs holds her moral name.

Ovid ſeems to have been as partial to the fair ſex as any individual of the poetical choir; yet we cannot ſay that his poetry, taken altogether, leads us to think very highly of Roman chaſtity, in the celebrated age of Auguſtus. If the ſtate of manners could be fairly eſtimated from the ſuſpicious teſtimony of a ſatirical poet, we might ſuppoſe the condition of this tender virtue ſtill more deplorable in the ſucceeding reigns; and we might abſolutely deſpair of finding a ſingle Roman Old Maid after the days of Juvenal. This outrageous declaimer, in that moſt groſs and virulent libel againſt the fair ſex, his ſixth Satire, conſiders the man as perfectly inſane, who expects to meet with a chaſte woman in Rome. But ſuch indelicate ſarcaſms are diſgraceful only to their author; and I doubt not but many good wives, and virgins (for ſuch ſurely exiſted, even in the days of Juvenal) deſpiſed [130] the groſs invective of this frantic moraliſt, as much as thoſe of modern times have deſpiſed the leſs indecent ſarcaſm of Pope, that ‘Every woman is at heart a rake.’ It is very remarkable, that the three ſatiriſts, who have written againſt the lovely part of the creation with the moſt acrimonious hoſtility, were three old batchelors: at leaſt we have never heard that Juvenal had a wife; and of Boileau and Pope we know, not only that they were never married, but in all probability never flattered by the endearments of any amiable woman. I have made this remark, becauſe it will naturally lead me to what reflects the higheſt honour on the ſiſterhood—a compariſon between old batchelors and Old Maids in an important point, which very forcibly expreſſes the different characters of each community.

We find that theſe three poetical and moral old batchelors, in thoſe raging fits [131] of ſour ſpleen, which they falſely ſuppoſed the enthuſiaſm of genuine virtue, calumniated woman, though a gentle being, from whom they had received no injury, and with whom they could never form a perfect acquaintance. Now obſerve the contraſt; among all the Old Maids who have written either verſe or proſe—and their number is infinite—I never heard of one, who had vented her ill-humour in ſuch bitter and contemptuous invectives againſt the ſtronger and more injurious ſex. No; the ancient virgin has that natural tenderneſs and generoſity of heart, that, whatever her ignorance of man may be, whatever ground ſhe may have to complain of his neglect, ſhe ſtill conſiders him, to uſe the words of Shakeſpeare, as the paragon of animals. The exceſs of virtue has been known, in many male moraliſts, to degenerate into a ſullen and prepoſterous contempt and hatred towards the whole human race; but, for the honour of the fair ſex in general, and of my candid friends the Old Maids in particular, I beg it may be for ever remembered, [132] that they are perfectly free from that moſt diſguſting and moſt wretched of all mental infirmities, miſanthropy.

But to return to the main ſubject of my preſent chapter, the Old Maids of ancient Rome.—I cannot indeed exhibit ſuch a liſt of theſe ladies as I could wiſh; but the deficiency, without doubt, ariſes not from the rarity of the character, but from the inexcuſable inaccuracy, which I have before lamented in the ancient hiſtorians and biographers, who have failed to commemorate the merits of the ſiſterhood. I am happy, however, in being able to conclude, and to embelliſh this chapter with the name of one illuſtrious Old Maid, who may be regarded as a peculiar favourite of Minerva, ſince ſhe was not only eminent for her chaſtity, but excelled in one of the moſt elegant among the arts. I mean the celebrated Lala, who, though not a native of Rome, exerciſed the profeſſion of painting in that city, during the youth of Marcus Varro. He probably gave a full deſcription of this amiable [133] perſon, in one of thoſe 490 volumes, which he is ſaid to have written. Though the works of this moſt learned Roman have unfortunately periſhed, the name and merits of Lala have happily ſurvived. We are told, that ſhe painted with great rapidity; that ſhe excelled in the portraits of women; and that her pictures bore a price ſuperior to what was given to the moſt ſkilful painters of her time. Her claim to honourable diſtinction in this volume, is grounded on the unqueſtionable evidence of that profound naturaliſt, antiquarian, and connoiſſeur, the elder Pliny; who certainly could not be deceived in ſuch a point of natural hiſtory; and who aſſerts, in the moſt poſitive language, that Lala was a perpetual virgin.

With this lady I muſt cloſe my very imperfect account of the Pagan virgins; and, when I reflect how many good but unknown Old Maids exiſted before the chaſte Lala, I cannot help breathing a ſigh of regret, ſimilar to that which Horace expreſſes [134] in reflecting on the many brave, but uncelebrated warriors who lived before Agamemnon;

Chaſte was their fame, yet now in darkneſs drown'd,
Their hapleſs virtue no kind herald found.

But let us haſten to conſole ourſelves with a view of the more fortunate ancient virgins of the Chriſtian ſiſterhood; theſe, inſtead of wanting an encomiaſt, have perhaps been ſometimes extolled in too laviſh panegyrics: as this, however, is a queſtion of great delicacy, we will proceed to a candid and ample diſcuſſion of it, in our ſubſequent chapters.—I ſhall begin with conſidering the infinite increaſe of Old Maids after the eſtabliſhment of the Chriſtian aera.

END OF THE THIRD PART.

PART IV. ON OLD MAIDS, AFTER THE CHRISTIAN AERA.

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CHAP. I. On the infinite Increaſe of Old Maids after the Chriſtian Aera.

I Am now arrived at the moſt hazardous part of this important Eſſay; and I feel that the future conduct of it muſt be attended with many difficulties. To do full juſtice to my Maiden ſubject, I hold it neceſſary to dwell on ſeveral of thoſe ancient fathers of the church, who conſidered virginity as the darling object of their pious lucubrations: but, as I wiſh to render theſe volumes attractive to every claſs of readers, let me here declare, that I ſhall zealouſly [136] endeavour to ſpeak of all the ſaints, who have touched on this intereſting topic before me, in ſuch a manner, that I may hope not to tire the volatile, or offend the pious.

By the pious, I mean only the good people of our reformed religion, being aware that I muſt expect little or no mercy from a Catholic reader; for although I declare myſelf the friend and champion of the honeſt Proteſtant Old Maid, I am very far from being an advocate for monaſtic virginity. Indeed, it is with pity and indignation, that I conſider how many thouſand of the moſt lovely females have been immured, to languiſh in a cloiſter, by parental tyranny; or have been led, by the inſinuating arts of ſuperſtition, to enter on a voluntary ſecluſion from all the moſt amiable duties and delights of human life. Though I am willing to believe, that ſincere purity has often reſided in a convent, I cannot but conſider the Proteſtant Old Maid, who ſupports with chearful content a virginity, which is the conſequence rather of accident and neceſſity, [137] than of choice, as a more exemplary and intereſting perſonage than the Romiſh nun, who, in her zeal for chaſtity, renounces mankind for ever. I am convinced, that the former character, neglected and depreciated as it may have been, is more truly conſonant to the genuine ſpirit of Chriſtianity, that ſimple and ſublime religion, which is a friend to ſocial happineſs, and an enemy to every ſelfiſh principle.

Since nature, reaſon, and faith may all incline us to co-operate in the preſervation of our ſpecies, it is aſtoniſhing, that any powers could be found ſufficient to counteract their united influence, and to make a number of human beings perſiſt in renouncing the moſt precious privilege of their exiſtence, the privilege of communicating their own enjoyments, both tranſient and eternal, to new beings, more dear to them than their own perſonal advantage. The ſevere pains of child-birth are graciouſly compenſated by ſuch a profuſion of tender delight, that the moſt ſelfiſh timidity [138] could not decline the burthen, after thinking on its reward. The more we reflect on the generous energy of the maternal feelings, the more ſhall we be ſurpriſed at the multitudes of women, who, in the firſt ages of Chriſtianity, devoted themſelves to a ſingle life. The whole ſex appears to have been inflamed with a paſſion for virginity; and a reſpectable author, who has lately given us an amuſing hiſtory of women, informs us, that in the fourth century, a ſingle city contained no leſs than twenty thouſand virgins, who had taken a vow of perpetual chaſtity *. Notwithſtanding the extreme humility which they profeſſed, I am afraid there was a ſtrong mixture of ſecret pride in this unreaſonable conduct. All the primitive Chriſtian maidens ſeem to have coveted ſuch a ſepulchral panegyric as the following couplet beſtows on our queen Elizabeth:

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She was and is (what can there more be ſaid?)
On earth the chief, in heaven the ſecond maid *.

Perhaps the nuns of the ancient church had pretenſions to this ideal ſanctity leſs equivocal than thoſe of our virgin queen. However this may be, it is a curious and intereſting ſpeculation to ſearch into the immediate cauſes of ſuch wonderful facts; and to examine the particular ſource of thoſe ideas, that could ſo forcibly counteract the tender bias of nature in the female character of thoſe times. The ardent zeal with which the early Chriſtians embraced a life of celibacy, may be aſcribed to two cauſes; firſt, to the advice of St. Paul, who ſtrongly diſſuades them from marriage; and ſecondly, to thoſe flaming pieces of eccleſiaſtical eloquence, in which the fathers of the church were pleaſed to magnify virginity, and to pour into the heated imagination of their [140] female diſciples an unquenchable love for this imaginary virtue. As I advance in this Eſſay, I ſhall give a particular account of theſe remarkable orations. In the preſent chapter, I ſhall confine myſelf to conſider the advice of St. Paul, and the immediate conſequences which it ſeems to have produced.

I truſt that I ſhall not be thought to fail in that reſpect, which every ſincere Chriſtian owes to this eloquent and admirable apoſtle, by declaring that I have frequently read his ſtrong exhortation to a life of celibacy with ſurpriſe and concern. His Epiſtle to the Corinthians, in which he affirms, that it is better not to marry, inſtead of making me a convert to his opinion, induces me to exclaim with Milton,

Our Maker bids increaſe; who bids abſtain
But our deſtroyer, foe to God and Man?

It is true indeed that St. Paul is very far from uttering ſuch a prohibition; and in his firſt Epiſtle to Timothy he foretels, [141] that this prohibitory doctrine ſhall ariſe from ſeducing ſpirits *. In the ſecond chapter of the ſame Epiſtle, he appears to be ſo far from an advocate for celibacy, that he almoſt ſeems to intimate, that women muſt work out their ſalvation by the production of children :—yet his addreſs to the Corinthians is ſo pointed in favour of a ſingle life, his ſarcaſtic expreſſion, ‘It is better to marry than to burn,’ might, to many weak, or prudiſh, or enthuſiaſtic females, exhibit wedlock in ſuch a degrading point of view, that perhaps his ſtrong exhortation to a life of virginity might influence many of his maiden diſciples, more forcibly than an abſolute prohibition of marriage could have done. At all events, when we conſider the extenſive veneration which was juſtly paid to this apoſtle, we may fairly conclude, that the multitude of primitive Old Maids was infinitely increaſed by his Firſt Epiſtle to the Corinthians. As St. Paul expreſsly tells [142] us, in this Epiſtle, that, ‘concerning virgins, he had no commandment of the Lord *;’ we may queſtion, without a ſhadow of impiety, the utility of his advice.—I confeſs, that at the firſt view, it appeared to my underſtanding not conſiſtent with that benevolent and temperate wiſdom, which certainly adorned the character of St. Paul. But the excellent Mr. Locke, in a note to his Paraphraſe of this Epiſtle, ſuggeſts an idea that may juſtify the apoſtle's diſſuaſion from marriage, not as a general precept, but as a temporary counſel. It is ſuppoſed by our great Chriſtian philoſopher, that St. Paul might ſpeak, in this Epiſtle, ‘out of a prophetical foreſight of the approaching perſecution under Nero.’ On this ſuppoſition he might diſſuade his diſciples from marriage, not as an enemy to connubial enjoyments, but as fearing they would more ſenſibly feel the miſery of their impending oppreſſion, if they were torn from all the delightful comforts of a married life.

[143]However wiſe and well-timed the apoſtle's advice might be, we have reaſon to apprehend, that the extravagant attachment to virginity, which ſome of his female diſciples conceived, was the occaſion of many domeſtic quarrels, and much private diſtreſs. At leaſt we have one memorable example of this effect, if we may give any credit to the marvellous adventures of his follower Thecla, who is celebrated by ſeveral fathers of the church as the firſt and moſt illuſtrious of the virgin martyrs. As the anecdotes of this lady are very remarkable, I ſhall extract a little ſketch of her life from Jacobus Philippus Bergomenſis, who publiſhed, in 1497, a Latin folio on illuſtrious Women, addreſſed to Beatrice queen of Bohemia.

‘Thecla was a native of Iconium, a city of Aſia; ſhe was born in an elevated rank of life, and poſſeſſed, with the advantages of birth, the ſuperior attractions of beauty. Her mother Theoclia was preparing for the delight of marrying her [144] daughter to a noble and comely youth, whoſe name was Thamirus, when St. Paul arriving in their city, happened to lodge in the houſe adjoining to that in which Thecla reſided. The virgin was ſo faſcinated by the eloquence of the apoſtle, that no intreaties could prevail on her to quit the window, where ſhe had placed herſelf to hear him, and where ſhe ſat for three days without taſting any food *. Theoclia lamented, to the deſtined huſband of her daughter, this wonderful faſcination. But the lover and the parent were equally unſucceſsful in their attempts to divert the maiden from her attachment to the preacher. The mortified Thamirus departed in anger, to enquire into the character and doctrine of this new prophet, whoſe diſcourſe had [145] produced ſo marvellous an effect on his alienated miſtreſs. Having learned that he was a Chriſtian, who, by his exhortations, deterred virgins from wedlock, the indignant lover gave full ſcope to his reſentment, and delivered the preacher in bonds to the magiſtrate Sextilius, by whoſe order he was committed to priſon. The devout Thecla, having bribed the gaoler, contrived ſtill to feaſt on the eloquence of the impriſoned apoſtle. Being detected in her ſecret viſits, ſhe was carried before the proconſul; where, being ſolicited to fulfil her engagement with Thamirus, ſhe diſdained to reply. The enraged proconſul, ordering the apoſtle to be ſcourged, and driven from the city, condemned the obſtinate virgin to periſh in the flames. But Thecla, being already fortified by the inſtructions of Paul, and arming herſelf with the ſign of the croſs, eſcaped unhurt and triumphant from the fire into which ſhe was thrown; and, quitting her native city, went to Antioch [146] with Paul. The praefect of Antioch became enamoured of her beauty, and attempted to violate her chaſtity; but the reſolute virgin ſo vigorouſly reſiſted the princely raviſher, that ſhe beat his crown from his head, tore his mantle aſunder, and threw him into a ſtate of idiotiſm, or frenzy. She was now accuſed of forcery, and condemned to be devoured by wild beaſts. She marched, however, undaunted to her puniſhment; and happily found in her purity a preſervative againſt the fury of bears and lions. The heart of the proconſul was ſoftened by her miraculous preſervation; and ſhe obtained her freedom.—After theſe adventures, ſhe had a joyful meeting with her preceptor Paul at Smyrna; and, having received from him every inſtruction that could render her innocence more perfect, ſhe retired to Seleucia; where, having communicated her own virtues to many virgin companions, ſhe cloſed a life of ſanctity, illuſtrated by many miracles, in the month [147] of October, and in the ſixty-ninth year of our Lord.’

Such is the hiſtory which a reverend encomiaſt of the fair ſex has given of this illuſtrious virgin; and it correſponds with the account of other pious biographers, who have expatiated on the merits of the chaſte Thecla, in their various Lives of the Saints. The enlightened readers of our country will, perhaps, conſider with an equal degree of incredulity the different adventures of this wonderful maiden. It is hardly more probable that St. Paul ſhould inſtigate a young damſel to diſobey her parent, and to violate a nuptial promiſe, than that the hungry and enraged beaſts of the foreſt ſhould be rendered harmleſs and gentle by the influence of virginity. But in whatever light theſe aſſerted facts may appear to the intelligent readers of our age and country, it is certain they were received, during many centuries, with implicit belief and veneration. The extraordinary merits of Thecla were a favourite topic [148] with many holy preachers, and St. Ambroſe in particular deſcants upon them in ſo high a ſtrain, that his diſcourſe muſt have had great effect upon his virgin diſciples. "*Let Thecla," exclaims the holy father, in the ſecond diviſion of his Treatiſe upon Virgins, ‘let Thecla teach you to ſuffer martyrdom; who, flying from the bonds of matrimony, and condemned by the fury of her betrothed huſband, changed even the nature of ſavage beaſts, by inſpiring them with reverence for virginity. When ſhe was expoſed to be [149] devoured, when ſhe ſhrunk from the ſight of men, and offered her vitals to the lion, ſhe converted the cruel wantonneſs of the ſpectators into a reſpect for modeſty: then might you have ſeen a wild beaſt fawning at her feet, and teſtifying, by a gentle murmur, that he had not power to violate the ſacred body of a virgin. The ſavage adored his prey, and, forgetting his own natural qualities, aſſumed that nature which man had thrown off. You might ſee, by this interchange [150] of nature, man aſſuming ferocity, and commanding a beaſt to be cruel; and a beaſt inſtructing man in his duty, by kiſſing the feet of a virgin. So truly admirable is virginity, that even lions revere it! The ſight of their prey did not allure them, though exaſperated by hunger; anger did not provoke them, though ſtimulated by the rage of the people; their cuſtom of devouring criminals did not deceive them; their natural qualities ceaſed to operate upon them! They taught us religion, by adoring the martyr; they taught us even chaſtity, by confining their kiſſes to the feet of the maiden, declining their eyes to the earth, as if aſhamed that any male creature, though only a ſavage beaſt, ſhould look upon a naked virgin.’

When the merits of Thecla were thus celebrated by one of the moſt popular and eloquent of the epiſcopal ſaints, we may reaſonably imagine that female ambition was univerſally awakened: the warm imagination [151] of pious maidens was heated to ſuch a pitch of enthuſiaſm, that a paſſion for the glory of martyrdom extinguiſhed all their natural affections; inſtead of wiſhing to become the mothers of well-educated children, they deſired only the purity and the renown of Thecla, to be adored by lions, and extolled by ſaints. How far the moſt eminent fathers of the church conſpired to inflame and perpetuate this ſupernatural ambition in the tender ſex, I ſhall endeavour to ſhew in ſome ſucceeding chapters, concluding the preſent with a few remarks on the illuſtrious Thecla.—This holy maiden, being celebrated as the familiar friend and diſciple of an apoſtle, was generally conſidered as a model for every well-diſpoſed virgin; and, perhaps, in the very long liſt of female ſaints, it is impoſſible to pitch on any individual, whoſe miraculous adventures had ſo powerful an effect in diffuſing an univerſal ardour for the honours of virginity, and increaſing the multitude of Old Maids. Nor is it in the dark [152] ages alone that we meet with panegyrics on the immaculate Thecla. In the ſixteenth century, ſhe inſpired a Doctor of the Sorbonne with poetry. Claude d'Eſpence, who is ſtyled by his biographer the moſt judicious and moderate doctor of his time, compoſed, in Latin verſe, an heroic epiſtle from Thecla to St. Paul *.

CHAP. II. On ſome of the moſt early Chriſtian Authors, who have touched on Virginity—Tertullian —St. Cyprian.—On the Canonical Virgins.

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SOME ages elapſed before the Chriſtian virgins were ſettled in regular communities; it was not till the cloſe of the fourth century, that the firſt nunnery was erected, in Verona, by Zeno, the biſhop of that city *. But the Chriſtian writers of a [154] much earlier date abundantly prove, that multitudes of pious maidens had devoted themſelves to a ſingle life, before any convents were raiſed for their reception.

Tertullian, who wrote in the ſecond and third century, compoſed a very curious treatiſe, to perſuade theſe holy virgins to cover their faces with a veil; and one argument that he urges for this practice is ſo ſingular, that I cannot forbear to inſert it: —He tells them, it is highly proper to ſhade a countenance of ſuch dangerous power as to occaſion the fall of angels from heaven (alluding to the text of Geneſis, in which the ſons of God are ſaid to have been connected with the daughters of men); ‘for who can preſume,’ ſays Tertullian, ‘that ſuch angels would chuſe to cohabit with the relics of mortal impurity, and not rather burn for virginity, that flower, [155] which even excuſes the incontinence of man *?’

The next eminent Chriſtian writer, who treats expreſsly of virgins, is St. Cyprian; who has addreſſed to them a diſcourſe of admonition on their conduct and apparel. The good biſhop of Carthage declaims againſt ear-rings, paint, and falſe hair, as inventions of the devil, inconſiſtent with that ſimplicity of habit by which virgins ſhould be diſtinguiſhed. He exhorts them to avoid public baths and nuptial feaſts; he felicitates them on their eſcaping the curſe of child-birth; and encourages them to perſevere in their chaſtity, by an aſſurance, that their rank is glorious, and that the purity of a virgin approaches very near to the perſeverance of a martyr .

[156]Such is the general tenor of St. Cyprian's addreſs to the pious ſiſterhood; but I cannot collect any light, either from Cyprian or Tertullian, concerning the number of Chriſtian females, who had in their times made a public profeſſion of virginity. There are, however, two circumſtances, which may induce us to believe, that theſe holy maidens amounted, even at this period, to an immenſe multitude.—In the firſt place, a veneration for celibacy was carried to ſuch exceſſes in the ſecond century, that many preachers declaimed againſt marriage as the ſuggeſtion of the devil. This gloomy doctrine is ſaid to have been firſt taught by Saturninus of Antioch. The learned Bingham, in his Chriſtian Antiquities, has enumerated many ſects who were addicted to this, perhaps the moſt abſurd of all ſuperſtitions; which yet prevailed to ſuch a degree, and was ſo forcibly ſupported by Euſtathius, a preacher of the fourth century, that, to uſe the words of Bingham, ‘many women forſook their [157] huſbands, and huſbands their wives, from the perſuaſion, that no one who lived in a married ſtate could have any hope in God.’

The prevalence of ſuch an idea had certainly a ſtrong tendency to increaſe the number of thoſe religious maidens, who, ſtill reſiding under the roof of their parents, yet made a public profeſſion of virginity, by enrolling their names in the book or canon of the church, and thence acquired the title of Canonical Virgins.

But there was a ſecond circumſtance, peculiar to this early period, which had, perhaps, an effect equally powerful and extenſive in augmenting this maiden community; I mean a very extraordinary cuſtom, which crept into the primitive church, to the ſcandal of the good, and the entertainment of the licentious, the cuſtom (condemned indeed by ſaints and councils, yet ſometimes avowed and vindicated by its adherents) which permitted the canonical virgins to attach themſelves to a favourite [158] preceptor, and even to ſhare his bed, without ceaſing to make a public profeſſion of their virginity.

This fact is ſo ſingular, that the modern ſceptical reader may incline, perhaps, to queſtion the truth of it. Many witneſſes concur in its ſupport; and, as the conſideration of ſo ſtrange a cuſtom may inſtruct us in the ſtate of ancient manners, I doubt not but the more diſcreet virgins of the preſent age will thank me for exhibiting to their view the very dangerous temerity of their primitive ſiſters.

Among the Epiſtles of St. Cyprian, there is one addreſſed to Pomponius, which ſhews us, in very explicit language, the good biſhop's opinion of theſe reſolute, or rather raſh virgins, who, confeſſing that they ſlept with men, ſtill aſſerted their integrity *. The ſaint very forcibly condemns [159] their conduct; and juſtly obſerves, that, however innocent they may be, no one can long be ſafe, who approaches ſo near to danger. Saint Cyprian proceeds to cenſure the boldneſs of thoſe more determined virgins, who attempted to juſtify their perſeverance in ſo perilous a practice:— ‘Let not any one,’ ſays the wary ſaint, ‘conſider herſelf as ſufficiently excuſed or defended, by offering her perſon to the teſt of inſpection, ſince the profeſſional judges of virginity are frequently deceived *.’ From theſe ſingular expreſſions, we may conceive how ſtrenuouſly the canonical virgins contended for the maintenance of this tempting, though dangerous cuſtom, which, to uſe the metaphor of Dodwell, ‘had taken deep root in the church.’ —This learned commentator on St. Cyprian has illuſtrated [160] the cuſtom, that I am now ſpeaking of, in a Latin diſſertation. He affirms it was firſt introduced into the Chriſtian church by Paul of Samoſata, biſhop of Antioch, who was perpetually attended by two of theſe fair and faithful virgin diſciples. The practice became ſo common, that the canonical virgins, who thus cohabited with their paſtors, were diſtinguiſhed by a particular Greek appellation *. Many of the fathers declaimed with great energy againſt this claſs of virgins; and the eloquent St. Chryſoſtom, in particular, has left us an animated diſcourſe on this unorthodox cohabitation, divided into two parts; the firſt addreſſed to females, and the ſecond, to his own ſex. From this diviſion, it ſeems probable, that the more wealthy pious maidens admitted indigent preachers to reſide under their roof; while, on the other hand, the wealthy prieſt afforded a ſimilar refuge to the poor canonical virgin. This friendly [161] and tender intercourſe was often perhaps very innocent; but, as it afforded much room for licentious ſurmiſes againſt the clergy, it was expreſsly prohibited by the council of Nice. The warm and eloquent Chryſoſtom begins his addreſs to theſe inconſiderate virgins with the moſt pathetic lamentation:— ‘Virginity (ſays the indignant ſaint) the moſt honourable of all conditions, has now incurred the moſt humiliating diſgrace; and it ſuffers, not from its enemies, but from thoſe who ſtill preſume to profeſs themſelves its faithful votaries.—There were a few individuals among the Greeks, who, by the aid of philoſophy, were enabled to triumph over avarice and anger; but the flower of virginity never flouriſhed among them. In this point they have always acknowledged our manifeſt ſuperiority; confeſſing that ſuch purity was above the reach of nature, and did not belong to our ſpecies *. It was in this point that all the [162] Gentiles have marvelled at our perfection—but they can admire it no longer; and their admiration is turned into laughter and deriſion. The devil attacked us in this band, becauſe he perceived that our virgins were the moſt effulgent phalanx in all the hoſt of Chriſtians; but he has ſo confounded this phalanx, that it would be better for us in future to have no virgins at all, if they can thus be driven to neglect their duty *. The cauſe of all theſe evils is this, that virgin purity exiſts only in name, while the eſſence of it is ſuppoſed to be confined to the body, which is the leaſt part of virginity: the more eſſential parts, and thoſe which chiefly denote it, are diſregarded; they have ceaſed to diſtinguiſh themſelves by decency of habit, by the ſilence which becomes a virgin, by compunction, and other marks of a religious ſpirit.’

[163]Such is the language, in which St. Chryſoſtom begins his exhortation to thoſe profeſſed virgins, who permitted men to dwell under their roof: in the courſe of it, the ſaint grows ſo vehement in his anger, as even to hint at burying the fair offenders alive; but, ſince that privilege is not allowed him, he contents himſelf with indignant lamentation. He mentions one circumſtance, which exhibits, in a moſt ſtriking point of view, the groſs indelicacy of ancient manners:—"Every day," ſays he, ‘the midwives are running to the houſes of virgins, as if haſtening to a labour; yet not to aſſiſt one in the pangs of childbirth (though even this indeed has happened to ſome of them) but that they may be examined, like young female ſlaves, when they are purchaſed, to diſcover which has been violated and which is pure. One has readily acquieſced in this probation—another has refuſed it; and by this refuſal is reduced to ſhame, even if ſhe is ſtill uncorrupted. One has [164] ſuffered, another has not ſuffered; yet the latter is put to ſhame not leſs than the former, as being unable to obtain credit for her purity, and wanting the evidence of ſuch an inquiſition.’

What a diſguſting idea of the fourth century (the age of Chryſoſtom) does this anecdote preſent to us! I have tranſlated this ſingular paſſage from the ſaint very faithfully, for my maiden readers, at the extreme hazard of offending their delicacy— I have ventured to incur this painful hazard, in the hope of thus guarding them againſt an infirmity, which is ſometimes objected to Old Maids; I mean the infirmity of railing againſt their own time, and preferring paſt ages to the preſent. The good ſpinſter, who juſtly conſiders the point of view in which St. Chryſoſtom exhibits the virgins of his century, will bleſs her ſtars that ſhe was born in our happier days, when the dignity of the virgin character is ſupported with more eaſe and grace, and when the calumniated maiden can gain [165] credit for her innocence, without being reduced to ſuch a ſhameful teſt of her integrity. The ſevere St. Chryſoſtom would not allow the opulent virgin to retain even a male ſervant under her roof. He laughs at thoſe who made the infirmity of their health a plea for this indulgence; and he draws a very ludicrous picture of thoſe nocturnal occurrences, which his warm imagination ſuggeſted to him as ariſing in the houſes, where the virgin miſtreſs was attended by a male domeſtic. Having endeavoured to prove, that women only ought to wait upon women, he cloſes his addreſs to his female diſciples, by diſplaying, in the moſt magnificent imagery, thoſe high honours, to which immaculate virgins are entitled.

"Remember," ſays the eloquent enthuſiaſt, ‘in what quarter of the battle you are ſtationed—it is yours to ſtand and combat round the leader of the conflict, round the perſon of the king himſelf.— As in every war the whole army cannot [166] occupy the ſame ground, but ſome are poſted in the wings, ſome in the centre, ſome in the rear, and ſome in the front of the array; while others, wherever the king appears, appear alſo, and co-operate on every ſide with him; thus to the choſen band of virgins is this poſt of honour allotted:—nor is it more the office of thoſe attendants who are decked with habiliments of gold, who ride on horſes adorned with golden trappings, who carry the golden armour and the regal gems, to denote the preſence of their king, than it is the office of a virgin to ſhew the preſence of her lord: theſe attendants, indeed, appear round the regal chariot of their ſovereign; but the virgin may, if ſhe is willing, be like the cherubim, and herſelf become the chariot of her king.’

Such are the dazzling and extravagant flights of ſaintly eloquence, by which the females of the primitive church were allured to a life of celibacy. Nature very [167] wiſely made the mutual attraction of the two ſexes ſo very ſtrong, that the moſt vehement efforts of ſuperſtition often failed in attempting to keep them aſunder, though the moſt brilliant and ſeducing rhetorick was aſſiduouſly employed for this purpoſe.

Saint Chryſoſtom, in the ſecond part of his diſcourſe, where he addreſſes himſelf to the prieſts who kept canonical virgins under their roof, very candidly acknowledges, that it is pleaſant to reſide with women, excluſive of any matrimonial or licentious enjoyment; but he endeavours to convince the clergy, who indulged themſelves in this temperate pleaſure, and aſſerted its innocence, that their condition was little better than that of Tantalus. He enumerates the many evils that may ariſe to man from reſiding with a female, even without a violation of their mutual chaſtity; and he compares a prieſt, who has enervated his mind by ſuch a gratification, to a poor lion, whoſe mane has been cut off, whoſe teeth and talons have [168] been taken from him, and who is metamorphoſed from the tremendous lord of the foreſt into a wretched animal weak and ridiculous.

Vigilant and ſolicitous as the fathers were to prevent this domeſtic connection between the prieſts and virgins, there were many obſtinate offenders, who reſiſted and deſpiſed their public exhortations, and their private advice. The authority of the great St. Baſil himſelf was not ſufficient to prevail on an aged prieſt, whoſe name was Paregorius, to diſmiſs a canonical virgin reſiding in his houſe: it appears, from a letter ſtill extant, addreſſed by St. Baſil to this old delinquent, that he pleaded the age of ſeventy as his excuſe, and reſolutely oppoſed the ſeverity of his malicious ſuperior, who had attempted to rob his declining life of ſo innocent a comfort. St. Baſil, however, is very far from admitting this apology; and cloſes his letter with a vehement threat of excommunication, if the aged Paregorius ſtill [169] fondly perſiſted in his attachment to his fair attendant.

Love and religion are often found together; and are never, perhaps, ſo warm and vehement, as when they are united. The prieſt, who attached himſelf to a canonical virgin, with the endearing appellation of ſiſter, was gradually, and perhaps inſenſibly, led to the higheſt pitch of diſintereſted paſſion. The writings of Athanaſius have incidentally preſerved to us a very memorable example of the ſtrange exceſſes that may ariſe from this ardent affection: —The archbiſhop of Alexandria, declaiming againſt the wickedneſs and impudence of his antagoniſts the Arians, in his firſt apology, aſſerts that, inſtead of being aſhamed of the crimes imputed to them, they perſevered, without a bluſh, in their offences. "Leontius," continues the primate, ‘being cenſured on account of a young woman called Euſtolia, and forbid to cohabit with her, made himſelf a eunuch [170] for her ſake *, that he might continue to dwell with her in ſecurity.’ In his epiſtle to the Monks, Athanaſius ſpeaks again of this diſintereſted lover; and he there expreſsly affirms, that ‘Leontius had made this voluntary ſacrifice of himſelf for the liberty of ſleeping with Euſtolia, his wife, according to his own account,’ (ſays the angry Saint) ‘though ſtill called a virgin.’ —The good-natured reader, who will conſider the generous frailty of Leontius with leſs ſeverity than Athanaſius did, may rejoice, perhaps, to be informed, that the loſs of manhood did not prevent this affectionate enthuſiaſt from riſing to a mitre. The ſame auſtere ſaint, who has indignantly recorded his marvellous and unorthodox attachment to his Euſtolia, has told us, with equal indignation, that he was made a biſhop.

Of all the tender martyrs of love, Leontius has, perhaps, the ſtrongeſt title to our [171] compaſſionate admiration; and I am induced to recommend his hiſtory to our poets, from a perſuaſion that, in the hands of ſome impaſſioned genius, his Euſtolia might form a pleaſing companion, and a potent rival, to the pathetic and enchanting Eloiſe of Pope.—Before I cloſe this ſhort account of the prohibited domeſtic connection between prieſts and profeſſed virgins, it may be proper to obſerve, that Dodwell ſuppoſes this cuſtom to have deſcended to the primitive clergy from the moſt illuſtrious of the Pagan ſages *. This learned critic imagines, that many an honeſt heathen Old Maid attached herſelf to ſome eminent philoſopher of her time, and was contented with his doctrine, without aſpiring to his careſſes: he mentions the intimacy of Cicero and Cerellia as a caſe in [172] point. That ſuch an innocent but dangerous attachment has exiſted, even in modern days, we have a memorable and a mournful inſtance in the hiſtory of Swift and Stella. That ſingular genius had the talent and the inclination to ſport very cruelly with the paſſions of women; but, as his ingenious and more manly godſon and biographer very candidly confeſſes, without the power to indulge them *. This ingenuous confeſſion is, perhaps, the beſt of all poſſible apologies for the miſanthropical ſpirit imputed to Swift; for they muſt be imperfect and uncandid judges of human infirmities, who do not expect to find, and who cannot readily pardon, a large portion of miſanthropy in a great but unhappy character, immaturely deprived, or never perhaps poſſeſſed, of ſo common yet ſo invaluable a faculty.—But peace to the aſhes of this admirable writer! and peace to thoſe of that fairer object of our compaſſion, his unfortunate [173] Stella, who had the ſtrange miſfortune of uniting thoſe diſcordant titles, Wife, and Old Maid! May her ſevere and unmerited fate be an eternal leſſon to every ſenſible and warm-hearted ſpinſter, not to contemplate with too tender an admiration, either the wiſdom or the wit of any cold philoſopher!

CHAP. III. On Methodius, Biſhop of Olympus, and his Banquet of Virgins.

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A SPIRIT of pious gallantry ſo inflamed the firſt writers of the church, that their pens were inceſſantly employed in the praiſe of conſecrated virgins. Among the early epiſcopal champions of the ſiſterhood, Methodius was particularly diſtinguiſhed by the purity of his zeal, and the Platonic form of his compoſition. We have but few perſonal circumſtances tranſmitted to us concerning this elegant encomiaſt of virginity; who being firſt biſhop of Olympus, and afterwards of Tyre, cloſed his ſcene of religious glory by acquiring the palm of martyrdom in the perſecution of Diocleſian. Of the many writings which he is ſaid to have left, one alone has eſcaped the ravages of time, and this, although its [175] title was ſufficient to awaken curioſity and regard, did not find an editor till about the middle of the laſt century: it is entitled, "The Banquet of Virgins," and bears an evident reſemblance to the celebrated Banquet of Plato. Love had formed the great theme of panegyric in the dialogue of the Pagan philoſopher, and virginity is treated in a ſimilar manner in the chaſter compoſition of the Chriſtian biſhop. I truſt, that my fair readers will eagerly receive an account of this curious performance, and the more ſo, if I firſt relate to them an anecdote, from which it will appear, that the Banquet of Virgins, even before its publication, attracted the attention of a queen, a famous and learned queen, who had the ambition, like our Elizabeth, to rank herſelf in the order of Old Maids, though on a very dubious and diſputed title.

In the Paris edition of Methodius by Pierre Pouſſines, a French Jeſuit, who reſided at Rome, there is a letter from the editor to his friend Henri de Valois, which [176] gives an amuſing account of a literary morning, that he paſſed in the Vatican library with ſeveral men of letters, and their royal patroneſs Chriſtina of Sweden. Among the curious volumes that Holſten, the librarian, preſented to the company, there was a copy of Methodius: on the ſight of it, the queen of Sweden ſaid immediately to Pouſſines, ‘Here is the book that we eagerly expect from you,’ alluding to his tranſlation of the Greek text, which he had juſt completed, at the requeſt of his friend the librarian. Before the Jeſuit could reply to this flattering compliment, a man of diſtinguiſhed learning, he tells us, interpoſed in this mortifying manner: ‘From me, moſt illuſtrious queen, is the Banquet of Methodius to be expected; I have occupied this ground, nor ſhall I yield it to any one.’ —"I was ſtruck dumb," ſays the unlucky Jeſuit, ‘I confeſs; for how could I oppoſe a perſon, my ſuperior in age, connected with me in friendſhip, a favourite [177] at Rome, and honoured, indeed, in all countries for his ſingular merit. While I was inwardly lamenting my own fruitleſs labour,’ continues Pouſſines, ‘the queen took me aſide, and ſaid, "What can we do in this buſineſs? have you no expedient to propoſe?"’ —"None," replied the modeſt though mortified Jeſuit, ‘but to withdraw, as becomes my time of life and my profeſſion.’

With the letter thus relating his diſappointment, and dated in 1656, Pouſſines ſent a copy of his Methodius to his learned friend at Paris, and in the following year it was handſomely printed in folio, at the royal preſs of that city. Though Pouſſines does not mention the name of his ſucceſsful rival on this occaſion, yet we know, from the octavo edition of Methodius, publiſhed at Rome in the preceding year by the celebrated Leo Allatius, that he was the learned perſon alluded to in the letter of the Jeſuit. —But let us turn from the Editors to the work itſelf.

[178]The Banquet of Methodius contains a ſeries of orations, pronounced by eleven virgins, in honour of virginity. To the eloquence of theſe fair and chaſte orators we are introduced by the following converſation, between Gregorium, a female attendant of the virgins, and Eubulius, ſuppoſed to be a borrowed name for the pious author of the dialogue.

EUBULIUS.

You are come very ſeaſonably, Gregorium; for I was lately in queſt of you, from a deſire to learn ſome particulars concerning the aſſembly of Marcella, Theopatra, and the other virgins collected at the banquet, and chiefly concerning their diſcourſes on chaſtity; for it is ſaid, they contended on that topic with ſuch ſpirit and energy, that they omitted nothing which could illuſtrate their ſubject: if, therefore, you are come on any other buſineſs, wave it at preſent, and do not heſitate to give me the circumſtantial narrative I requeſt of you.

GREGORIUM.
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It ſeems I am diſappointed in my hope, and another has got the ſtart of me, in relating to you the incidents of which you enquire. Being perſuaded that you had not heard a ſyllable of what has happened, I piqued myſelf on my ſolicitude to bring you the firſt intelligence: it was on this account I haſtened hither as faſt as I could, being very anxious that no one ſhould anticipate my intention.

EUBULIUS.

Be comforted; for, indeed, my good friend, I have heard none of the particulars circumſtantially. My informer could only tell me, that ſuch dialogues aroſe; but when I requeſted an exact account of them, he confeſſed his ignorance.

GREGORIUM.

Do you wiſh, as I really came for this purpoſe, to hear every thing that was ſaid, or ſhall I paſs over ſome things, [180] and relate only what I think worthy of recollection?

EUBULIUS.

Juſt ſo. But firſt inform me, Gregorium, where the aſſembly was held; tell me what was the collection of their viands, and how you poured to them their wine,

—while in their golden cups
They pledg'd each other, looking up to Heaven *.
GREGORIUM.

You are always dreadfully learned in converſation, Eubulius; for you make all others appear ignorant.

EUBULIUS.

There is no occaſion for you, Gregorium, to rally me at preſent on this point; but, as I have requeſted, tell me, [181] without farther preface, the whole proceſs from the beginning.

GREGORIUM.

I will attempt it.—But firſt anſwer me, Do you know Arete, the daughter of Philoſophy?

EUBULIUS.

Aſſuredly.

GREGORIUM.

Being invited into her garden, I mean that towards the eaſt, we proceeded to feaſt on the fruits in ſeaſon; 'And I (ſaid Theopatra to me, for I collected all the particulars from her *) I, and Procilla, and Tyſiana, walked over a very rough, difficult, and arduous road; but when we approached,' continued Theopatra, 'to the ſpot, a majeſtic and comely woman, advancing with gentle grace, and clad in a garment of ſnowy ſplendor, [182] received us. She was, in truth, all celeſtial, inimitable beauty; a modeſt ſanctity adorned her countenance; her look expreſſed both auſterity and mildneſs, united in a ſuch a pleaſing manner, as I never ſaw before; in all points ſhe appeared negligent of her charms, and wore no foreign ornament. This perſonage, advancing with much joy, careſſed each of us with the endearments of a long abſent mother: 'O my daughters,' ſhe exclaimed, 'you have with difficulty reached me, eager to conduct you into the field of perfection, after a journey in which you have been alarmed by a variety of reptiles; for I ſurveyed you from this eminence, often ſtaggered in your approach, and I was afraid leſt ye might periſh by a fall from the precipice; but thanks to that bridegroom, to whom I have united you, my children, and who has accompliſhed all things according to our prayers.' Having ſaid this, 'Let us advance,' ſhe cried, 'within [183] the boundary, as the gates are yet open.' On our entrance, we found Thecla, Agatha, and Marcella, prepared for the banquet. She told me, that Arete immediately ſaid, 'You alſo take your places here by theſe your companions;' for we now happily amounted to the number ten. The ſcene was ſupernatural in beauty, and full of perfect tranquillity; the air which pervaded it was blended with the pureſt light, and was of the ſofteſt temperature. In the centre, a ſtream as ſmooth as oil afforded the ſweeteſt beverage; its water, limpid and pure, formed itſelf into fountains, which, ſpreading like a river, ſupplied all the garden with many copious rills. The trees were of various kinds, and rich in their recent burthens. Great was the beauty of their fruit, that hung amiable *. The ground was decorated with neverfading [184] and variegated flowers, that diffuſed the ſweeteſt fragrance. Near us was a lofty agnus caſtus *, under which we reſted, becauſe it was extenſive and ſhady.

EUBULIUS.

Happy woman! you appear to me to be deſcribing a ſecond Paradiſe.

GREGORIUM.

Your remark is juſt.—As ſoon, therefore, as we had partaken of every dainty refreſhment and various recreation, ſo that no delight was wanting, ſhe ſaid that Arete thus introduced the ſubject: —'O my young damſels, the boaſt and pride of my aſpiring ſpirit! O ye lovely maidens, who cultivate the unploughed fields of Chriſt with your virgin hands , enough of food and feaſting, for with us all things are in perfect plenty. What therefore remains for me to wiſh or to [185] require? That each of you would favour me with a ſpeech upon virginity. Let Marcella begin, ſince ſhe is firſt in place, and alſo the ſenior; and when ſhe has well exerciſed her talents, I will take ſhame to myſelf if I do not render her an object of envy, by fixing on her brow the ſpotleſs foliage of wiſdom. On this, * ſhe ſaid, Marcella immediately began.

As I fear the majority of modern readers would not reliſh the pious prolixity of theſe rhetorical virgins, I ſhall only introduce a little ſummary of their reſpective orations.

Marcella begins her diſcourſe with an aſſertion, that virginity is ſupernaturally great, wonderful, and glorious, and that it requires a lofty ſoul to ſupport it. She conſiders it as a plant ſent immediately from Heaven, and unknown to the firſt ages of the world. She repreſents God as purifying human nature by degrees, like a [186] maſter leading his infant ſcholars through the rudiments of language to the ſublimeſt contemplations; permitting, in the infancy of the world, promiſcuous marriage between brothers and ſiſters, refining wedlock by degrees, and at length recommending, in the perſon of Chriſt, a life of voluntary continence, as the ſummit of rational perfection. She concludes with a long paſſage from the fourteenth chapter of Revelations, to prove that the order of virgins has the firſt diſtinction in heaven, though inferior in number to other ſocieties in the celeſtial hoſt.

Theophila, the ſecond of the female orators, conſidering the ſpeech of Marcella as a little too ſevere upon marriage, aſſerts the innocence and the dignity of procreation, in language that diſcovers her to be a wonderful adept in all the myſteries of nature, particularly as ſhe ſpeaks in the character of a ſequeſtered virgin. She is interrupted by Marcella; and the two maidens enter into ſome altercation on the poſſibility of [187] producing an infant in oppoſition to the will of God. Theophila adjuſts their difference by illuſtrating, in a figurative manner, the formation of an embryo: ſhe vindicates the human frame as the exquiſite work of divine power; ſhe affirms, that even thoſe children who are licentiouſly begotten, are aſſigned to the protection of tutelary angels; ſhe compares the church to a rich and variegated field, adorned with the flowers both of continence and propagation *: but, although ſhe maintains the honour of marriage, ſhe concludes with declaring the pre-eminence of virginity.

The third ſpeaker is diſtinguiſhed by the poetical name of Thalia; who is anxious to obviate the ill effects which ſhe ſuppoſes to have ariſen from a miſconſtruction of the divine command, Increaſe and multiply. For this purpoſe ſhe contends, that all things ſaid of Adam and Eve, in the Moſaic hiſtory, ſhould be underſtood in a figurative [188] ſenſe, as alluding to the connection between Chriſt and the church. Thalia then examines and illuſtrates the art, the energy, and the deſign of St. Paul, in his exhortation to celibacy; ſhe inſiſts on his expreſſion, It is good for a man not to touch a woman *; and ſhe contends, that the apoſtle's allowance of wedlock is like an indulgence granted to the ſick, of eating forbidden food upon a ſolemn faſt.—Such are the heads of Thalia's oration; which is, however, ſo copious, that Eubulius exclaims, when the recital of it is finiſhed, ‘Well, Gregorium, ſhe has at laſt reached the ſhore, after traverſing a wide ocean of words!’ The good man expreſſes, at the ſame time, an eager deſire to hear the reſidue of theſe chaſte and pious harangues: upon which Gregorium proceeds to the ſpeech of Theopatra. This virgin delivers only a conciſe encomium on chaſtity, with a few texts of ſcripture very fancifully interpreted.

[189]Thalluſa, the fifth orator, enforces many religious precepts for the conduct of a maiden's life; and concludes with obſerving, that gold is an excellent ſymbol of virginity, in two particulars; firſt, as it is of a ſhining nature, and, ſecondly, not ſubject to ruſt.

Agatha, who now takes her part in the dialogue, gives a ſingular caution to her own ſex, by remarking, that lovers are the devil and his agents *; a poſition which ſhe endeavours to illuſtrate by a prolix and curious comment on the parable of the wiſe and fooliſh virgins in ſcripture.

Procilla, who ſpeaks in the ſeventh place, repreſents Chriſt as the great encomiaſt of virginity, by a ſtrange miſapplication of the uxorious poetry of Solomon.

Thecla haſtens, with great eagerneſs, to deliver the eighth oration; and, as ſhe begins to ſpeak, ſhe is complimented by Arete, as a perſon ſuperior to all her ſex in [190] religious doctrine, and particularly inſtructed by the apoſtle St. Paul. The ſpeech of Thecla is far from anſwering the expectation which her character excites. She begins with a kind of pun on the Greek word which expreſſes virginity *; ſhe proceeds to a diſſertation on the great and red dragon of the Apocalypſe, exhorting all virgins to the moſt reſolute reſiſtance of this formidable monſter. Having concluded what ſhe had to advance on the general topic, ſhe deſires permiſſion to pronounce a ſecond diſcourſe, againſt a vain and wicked belief in the influence of the ſtars; and ſhe ſupports, with ſo much ſpirit, the free agency of man, that Eubulius expreſſes his admiration, in a lively panegyric on the force and ſplendor of her eloquence.

Tyſiana, the ninth virgin of the aſſembly, pronounces a myſtical harangue on the feaſt of tabernacles, in Leviticus.

Domnina, the tenth and laſt among the [191] gueſts of Arete, begins her diſcourſe by declaring, that no perſon under the old law could be acceptable to God, nor till virginity, under the auſpices of Chriſt, began to reign over nature. She affirms, that this happy dominion of chaſtity was clearly foretold in the book of Judges, by the fable of the trees electing a ſovereign; alledging, that the plant Rhamnus, which in our verſion of the Bible is denominated the bramble, is a juſt and proper ſymbol of virginity.

Arete now cloſes the converſation, by remarking, that purity of mind and body are equally eſſential to conſtitute the perfect virgin. She proceeds to commend and to crown the ten maiden orators; and the entertainment concludes with religious ſinging, Thecla taking the principal part, and the reſt of the aſſembly joining in the following chorus, which is frequently repeated:

‘For thee I am chaſte; and, poſſeſſing a reſplendent lamp, O bridegroom, I riſe to meet thee.’

[192]Upon Gregorium's finiſhing her account of the banquet, Eubulius ſtarts this curious and delicate queſtion: ‘Which are the better virgins, they who are chaſte from a quiet purity of conſtitution, or they who in practiſing this virtue are obliged to ſtruggle with deſire?’

Gregorium haſtily decides in favour of the firſt; but Eubulius arguing the point with her, much in the manner of Plato, at laſt convinces her, by alluſions to the phyſician who ſubdues a fever, and to the pilot who paſſes through a ſtorm, that the palm of honour is certainly due to thoſe maidens who have laboured through a fiery trial, and ſucceſsfully contended with an imperious paſſion.

Such is the Banquet of Methodius; which, though certainly the production of a pious and elegant mind, is ſo little adapted to modern taſte and manners, that I dared not venture on a more ample deſcription of it. The preceding abridgment may, I think, be amuſing to many readers, as it will render [193] them acquainted with a ſingular compoſition but little known, and as it forcibly ſhews, that, among the early paſtors of the church, one of the favourite points that piety and learning purſued, was to increaſe the multitude of Old Maids.

CHAP. IV. On the Saints who have written Panegyrics on Virginity—St. Athanaſius.

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AS many moſt eminent fathers of the church appear to have contended for the palm of eloquence on this tempting ground, and ſucceſſively exerted all their powers of perſuaſion in magnifying the merits of virginity, I intend to give a little ſketch of their reſpective compoſitions, in chronological order.—The next holy encomiaſt, who ſeems to have honoured the canonical virgins with an expreſs panegyric, is the celebrated Athanaſius, who became biſhop of Alexandria in the year 326. Though we find, in the printed works of this illuſtrious ſaint, a little treatiſe in praiſe of virginity, it is proper to remark, that the moſt judicious of the Catholic critics will not allow this to be the genuine production [195] of Athanaſius. It conſiſts of good advice to the pious virgin on the articles of dreſs and prayer; it exhorts her never to plunge her whole body into water, nor to take even the liberty of looking at herſelf when ſhe is naked.

In ſpeaking of holy meditation, Athanaſius, or whoever the author may be, has a paſſage that ſtrikes me as ſublime: ‘Remember,’ ſays he, ‘the twelfth hour; for in that our Saviour deſcended into hell; hell ſhuddered in beholding him, and cried aloud, Who is he that cometh with great power? who is he that trampleth on the brazen portals of hell, and unbindeth the chain of my captives?’

In the cloſe of this treatiſe, after delivering many precepts in a very clear and ſimple ſtyle, the author breaks forth into a fervid and magnificent panegyric on virginity, which he calls a precious pearl, not viſible to the multitude, and found only by few *. [196] He concludes with the following remarkable expreſſion: ‘Theſe things have I written to thee, my dear ſiſter, thou dancing girl of Chriſt *.’ The learned Dupin conſiders this indecent metaphor as a proof that the treatiſe in queſtion is not the genuine work of Athanaſius.

But if ſuch an argument were ſufficient to prove a ſaint not the author of productions aſcribed to him, the whole band of ſaintly writers might be almoſt reduced to nothing, ſince the zeal of the Catholic fathers, even when they are praiſing continence, is very apt to hurry them into the uſe of an indelicate or voluptuous image.

If the treatiſe in queſtion is not, in truth, a work of Athanaſius, it contains, however, ſuch ſentiments on the ſubject as he is known to have profeſſed. In one unqueſtioned production of this illuſtrious ſaint, there is a paſſage which not only ſhews his unbounded reſpect for virginity, but explains [197] to us, in ſome degree, the reaſon of that extraordinary and indefatigable ardour with which the fathers in general allured the young females of their time into an eternal abſtinence from wedlock.

In the cloſe of his apology to the emperor Conſtantius, the ſpirited Athanaſius inveighs with great indignation againſt the groſs injuries which the religious virgins had ſuffered from their Arian perſecutors; and he introduces his animated invective againſt the brutality of theſe ruffians, by a ſhort but ſignificant encomium on the virginity which they inſulted. ‘The Catholic church,’ ſays the indignant ſaint, ‘is accuſtomed to call the females, who poſſeſs this virtue, the ſpouſes of Chriſt; and even the Gentiles look upon them with wonder, as the temple of the Word; for in no other ſect is the venerable and heavenly profeſſion juſtly ſupported, but among us Chriſtians alone; and this, therefore, is a great and particular evidence, [198] that with us there is aſſuredly the true religion *.’

We can no longer wonder at the eagerneſs of the fathers to increaſe the multitude of monaſtic virgins, when we find they could thus produce them as an argument to confirm the truth of Chriſtianity. Hiſtory, perhaps, can hardly ſhew us a more lamentable abuſe of reaſon than this, by which an inſtitution, certainly inconſiſtent with the general good of mankind, and of courſe inconſiſtent with the genuine ſpirit and principles of our benevolent religion, is unworthily called a ſtrong evidence of its truth.

It is plain, from this paſſage, that Athanaſius gave little or no credit to profeſſions of virginity among the heathen; and his aſſertion, to conſider it in a more ludicrous [199] light, is certainly uncandid towards the Pagan Old Maids. Some ſucceeding ſaints, in their encomiums on virginity, have treated theſe ancient ladies with a more liberal reſpect, as we ſhall ſee in the courſe of our enquiries. I will cloſe this chapter by obſerving, that a ſaint of Alexandria, who wrote many years before Athanaſius, allows that a female ſociety exiſted among the Indians, ‘who continued virgins, were called Venerable, and ſeemed, by ſtudying the ſtars, to acquire the powers of divination *.’

CHAP. V. On Saint Baſil, and his Panegyric on Virginity.

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AMONG the many eccleſiaſtical writers of the fourth century, there is no character more eminent than St. Baſil, who ſucceeded to the biſhopric of Caeſarea in 369. He has been diſtinguiſhed by the appellation of Great, and has received, perhaps, a ſtill higher title, in being called the Chriſtian Demoſthenes.

In the works of this eloquent ſaint, we have a long and elaborate diſcourſe on the incorruptible perfection of virginity. He profeſſes, in the opening of this diſcourſe, which is addreſſed to an epiſcopal brother, to draw a large and complete picture of true virginity at full length; and this picture I ſhall now attempt to copy, but in the ſize of a miniature.

[201]Saint Baſil begins, by aſſerting the great excellence of virginity: and, to explain this conſummate excellence, as he ſays, in a ſingle ſentence, he affirms, it is by this virtue alone that a human being can reſemble God. As this is the prime idea, on which almoſt all the fathers have grounded their exceſſive praiſes of monaſtic celibacy, I ſhall digreſs into one obſervation concerning it.—Although this idea had certainly a very dazzling effect, when embelliſhed by ſaintly eloquence; yet, if juſtly examined, it exhibits, to a mind not tinctured with ſuperſtition, a very ludicrous abſurdity; for in truth it is ſaying, that a human being can only reſemble the great Author of all things, by producing nothing. Surely it would be more conſiſtent, both with reaſon and piety, to ſay, that if human weakneſs may in any degree aſpire to an humble reſemblance of the Divine nature, it muſt be in the tender and faithful diſcharge of thoſe duties which belong to the parental character.—But I return to St. Baſil.

[202]Having aſſerted the infinite value of virginity, he copiouſly enumerates the many dangers, to which ſo precious and delicate a treaſure is expoſed. He fully explains to the pious virgin how an inſidious enemy may encroach on her unſuſpecting innocence, through the avenues of her five ſenſes, He dwells on the peculiar perils that belong to each; and explains how the gratification of her palate, though apparently innocent, may inſenſibly lead her to the loſs of her chaſtity. He obſerves, that our nature conſiſts of a rational and irrational part; that the Creator has made man like a centaur *, giving him a manly form from the head to the breaſt, and aſſigning to his lower half the nature of a beaſt. St. Baſil proceeds to ſhew the neceſſity of keeping this inferior diviſion of the human frame in perfect ſubjection to the ſuperior and more noble part; and this, he ſays, is chiefly to be effected by [203] refuſing to indulge the palate with any ſavoury viands.—Having expatiated on the dangers ariſing from the ſenſe of taſting, he proceeds to the moſt perilous of all, the ſenſe of feeling; and on this point he ſeems to think it impoſſible to arm the virgin with too great a degree of caution.—"Since," exclaims the ſaint, ‘there is a fire in all our limbs, thoſe who wiſh to preſerve the body entirely free from burning, muſt avoid the touch of every limb, leſt the energy of this fire, reſiding in parts, ſhould be thus communicated, not only to the part which has been touched, but to the whole body, and to the very ſoul itſelf. As the throwing of a ſtone into a reſervoir does not only agitate that part of the water on which the ſtone fell, but, raiſing circles one after another, drives them with a continual agitation to the very margin—ſo an amorous glance or a ſpeech, containing the ſweets of licentious pleaſure, being vehemently thrown, as it were, into the ſoul of a virgin, as [204] into clear water, awakening other amorous ideas, as in the deep, agitates her whole frame, which is ſtruck according to the fancy of the ſtriker.’

I have tranſlated this figurative paſſage, not only as a ſpecimen of St. Baſil's eloquence, but becauſe it contains a remarkable ſimile, which occurs no leſs than three times, as Dr. Warton has obſerved, in the writings of Pope. Whether he borrowed it from St. Baſil, or not, I ſhall leave to the deciſion of the critics, only tranſcribing thoſe lines of the poet which have the ſtrongeſt appearance of being copied from the expreſſions of the ſaint.

As on the ſmooth expanſe of cryſtal lakes
The ſinking ſtone at firſt a circle makes,
The trembling ſurface, by the motion ſtirr'd,
Spreads in a ſecond circle, then a third;
Wide and more wide the floating rings advance,
Fill all the watery plain, and to the margin dance.
Temple of Fame, ver. 436.

[205]To proceed with St. Baſil.—His diſcourſe is full of metaphorical ornaments—he calls the ſenſes the windows of the ſoul, "which," ſays he, ‘either opens theſe windows, like a chaſte woman, with care and moderation, to admit uſeful light, or looks out of them, like a harlot, to gaze on every licentious ſpectacle, and diſplay her own wanton vivacity.’ —Having ſhewn the neceſſity of ſecuring theſe windows with many bolts, he points out to the pious virgin the dangers that may attend her in ſcenes of nuptial feſtivity, and unreſerved converſation. He tells her, that the diſcourſe of a virgin ſhould not only be extremely pure, it ſhould alſo be moderate; ſhe ſhould rather incline to hear others than to ſpeak herſelf; and, to prove the juſtice of this maxim, the ſaint obſerves, that nature has given her two ears, and only one tongue. He excites her to the contemplation and the love of her celeſtial ſpouſe, with a magnificence of language highly calculated to dazzle and to inflame every female enthuſiaſt. He [206] expatiates on the enormous ſin of corrupting a canonical virgin. He conſiders even the touch of a fraternal hand, and the ſalute of friendſhip, as dangerous familiarities.

In pointing out to his fair friends the manifold dangers to which they are expoſed, he relates a marvellous adventure of a clerical eunuch and a canonical virgin. The ſtory, though related by a ſaint, is infinitely too groſs for the chaſte ears of the preſent age; but I may be allowed to repeat the ſaint's reaſon for recording it, as it decently acquaints us with the ſtrange abuſes of his time.

"We are entitled, I think, to pardon," ſays the ſaint, ‘for relating theſe particulars, as we mention them, not only to put the virgin on her guard, but to repreſs thoſe buſy eunuchs who have ſlipt into the church, ſince it is clear that their introduction is the contrivance and the work of the devil.’ —The good biſhop, in the warmth of his indignation againſt theſe imperfect churchmen, enters into a [207] very curious account of their dangerous imbecillity, and illuſtrates it with ſome ingenious ſimilies, which I forbear to inſert, from an apprehenſion of wounding the extreme delicacy of the ſiſterhood; indeed the ſaint himſelf, apprehenſive that ſome females might be ſtartled at his mode of handling his ſubject, introduces an apology, which it may be proper to tranſlate, with ſome abridgment, both for his ſake and my own.—"Let no one," ſays St. Baſil, ‘object to this diſcourſe, as improper for the modeſty of a virgin, from its diſcuſſing too deeply the formation of man; for, in the firſt place, there is no mature virgin ſo ſilly as to be ignorant of any thing belonging to him out of whoſe ſide ſhe was taken. Her very limbs, without inſtruction, are all acquainted with the various purpoſes of nature; and her lips know their office in affairs of love *. [208] We, therefore, are not to be accuſed, if on this occaſion we have unfolded ſuch matters as are by no means unknown to virgins, though regarded by them with a neceſſary ſilence. And ſecondly, If they are really ignorant of man's nature, leſt this ignorance ſhould itſelf be an introduction to ſin, we are juſtified in explaining to them that nature, for their own ſecurity.’ —The ſaint, having expatiated on all the rigid duties of monaſtic virginity, addreſſes the biſhop, to whom his diſcourſe is inſcribed; and concludes by obſerving, that continence is the only effectual cauſtic to fear and deſtroy the multiplying hydra of licentious deſire.

CHAP. VI. On St. Gregory Nazianzen, and his Poem in Praiſe of Virginity.—On ſome Latin Poets of the dark Ages, who have written on the ſame Subject.

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THE next holy encomiaſt of virginity may undoubtedly be conſidered as the moſt extraordinary perſon that ever reflected luſtre on the annals of the church; for he united two characters in himſelf, which ſome moroſe critics of modern times have ſuppoſed incompatible, and was both a ſaint and a poet. I mean the illuſtrious Gregory Nazianzen, the friend of the great St. Baſil; whoſe epitaph he has written, in ſome of the moſt affectionate and pathetic verſes that friendſhip ever inſpired; a compoſition that does the more honour to this canonized poet, as Baſil had mortified his ingenuous pride, by placing him in the [210] wretched and obſcure biſhopric of Saſima; which he afterwards exchanged for the epiſcopal throne of Conſtantinople, an irkſome though ſplendid elevation; from whence he retired, in the year 381, to poetical ſolitude in the wilds of Cappadocia, where he cloſed his remarkable life, in 389, at the age of ſixty-two.

Among the various productions of this ſainted bard, we have a panegyric on virginity, containing about ſeven hundred verſes. A ſlight ſketch of this poem will, I truſt, be amuſing to my fair and curious readers. It opens with an air of triumph:

*Our palms, Virginity! ſhall bind thy brow:
From the pure heart flow with melodious joy,
Ye ſongs of purity!—The heavenly zeal
Of continence is life's moſt precious gift,
Out-ſhining amber, ivory, and gold;
'Tis this that burſts the bondage of the world,
[211]And lifts the high-aſpiring ſoul to Heaven.
Aſſiſt, ye chaſte ones, as the hymn begins:
The virtuous all have part in Virtue's praiſe.
All hail, Virginity! from God deriv'd,
Giver thyſelf of good! of Innocence
The lovely parent, and aſſociate fit
For the unfetter'd ſanctities of Heaven!

The poet proceeds to deſcant on the heavenly powers, and to celebrate the virginity of the angels. He then touches on the evils that ariſe from the fleſh, giving a ſhort account of the firſt formation of man, and the incarnation of Chriſt; he conſiders our Saviour as coming to inſtruct the world in the principles and practice of true virginity, "a condition," ſays the poetical ſaint, ‘as much ſuperior to marriage as heaven is to earth, and a Divinity to a mortal.’

After thus magnifying the merits of continence, the poet indulges himſelf in bold and ſpirited perſonification. He introduces Marriage and Celibacy pleading in oppoſition [212] to each other;—Marriage ſpeaks firſt, and the poet ſeems to act fairly, by throwing into this harangue many forcible arguments in its favour; but, as I am unwilling to treſpaſs on the patience of my readers, and apprehend that ſome of them may not reliſh a very prolix ſpecimen from the poetry of a ſaint, I ſhall only tranſlate the verſes in which Virginity is introduced as replying to Marriage, and a few of the moſt ſtriking paſſages in her ſpeech.

*Thus Marriage.—Then, with mild and modeſt brow,
In tatter'd garments, and with naked feet,
With eyes to earth declin'd, with parting lips
Half open held by diffidence, and cheeks
Where the pure blood diffus'd a pious glow,
Virginity within her looſen'd veil
Hid her meek countenance, and mute remain'd.
Her let me thus encourage with due praiſe!—
[213]Offspring of Heaven! and rich in heavenly power,
Mix'd with the choir of angels, though on earth
Oft deigning to appear, in earthly ſhape—
Speak here in thy defence! while by thy ſide
I ſtand thy guard; for, Heaven-deſcended queen!
To me thou cam'ſt, and ever may'ſt thou come,
Kindly attentive to thy ſervant's prayer!
Who ſummons me reluctant to this ſcene?
Me, ever bent to ſerve my heavenly Lord
In daily labour, and with nightly ſong,
With purifying prayer, and tears that flow
To waſh out my offences? who preſumes
To call me from theſe pure and pious taſks,
To idle conteſt, and a war of words?

With this vindication of her own hallowed dignity, Virginity begins her reply; profeſſing to diſregard the opinions of men, ſhe declares that ſhe would not condeſcend to anſwer her antagoniſt, did ſhe not tremble

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*—Leſt ſome one rais'd,
And fluttering in mid air, on the new plumes
Of callow maidenhood, ſhould quickly ſink
To earth, the victim of this artful lure.

On this conſideration ſhe enters on a long attempt to refute all the arguments which had been alledged by Marriage, her perſuaſive opponent. She begins, by a ſubtle diſtinction, to invalidate the plea of utility and delight ariſing from the production of children: ſhe affirms, that parents are parents only of the bodies, not the minds, of their offspring; and, as a proof of this, ſhe aſſerts, that they only lament the bodily infirmities, and not the mental diſorders, of their progeny.

This ſatirical reflection on parental folly hardly affords ſufficient ground for the inference which the fair pleader wiſhes to draw from it; but Virginity begins to argue with [215] more ſound reaſon, and with more poetical ſpirit alſo, when ſhe exclaims,

What mortal can depend on giving birth
To ſuch an offspring as his heart deſires!
For who can tell the ſecret, how to plant
The child of happy or unhappy growth?—
The painter draws the image he beholds
In his juſt portraiture; the ſculptor's hand
Fully commands ſimilitude of form,
And ductile gold obeys his plaſtic will;
From perfect ſeed the happy farmer rears
The perfect grain, that anſwers to his hope:
But the vain mortal, who would leave on earth
A copy of himſelf (however great
His own integrity), cannot decide
Whether his genial efforts may produce
A Judas or a Paul.
No—infants are not moulded to the wiſh
Of a fond parent; but, as one who ſeeks
Amuſement in the turning of the dice,
Throws them, uncertain whether he may throw
[216]An odd or even number; not his hand,
But the vague movements of the dice decide:
So marriage gives not birth to good or bad
At the bare option of its votaries,
But as the ſecret laws, or the caprice
Of nature may determine.

Having thus ſhewn the uncertainty of thoſe parental delights, on which Marriage appeared to pride itſelf, Virginity proceeds to a magnificent encomium on her own ſuperior pleaſures, her own beauty and excellence as the chaſte ſpouſe of Chriſt. She then enumerates all the miſeries that can ariſe from the various incidents of married life. She concludes her oration by exhorting all who regard her to perſevere in a ſingle ſtate, and to place themſelves in Paradiſe by the merits of chaſtity.

The poet declares, that thoſe who heard the two pleaders, beſtowed the palm on Virginity. He concludes his poem, however, in a manner much more candid than we might have expected from one paſſage [217] of it, in which Chriſt is ſaid to have been born of a virgin, that marriage might ſink to the ground *; for, in the three laſt verſes of this ſingular compoſition, he introduces our Saviour acting as a kind of moderator between the diſputants, by ſeating Marriage on his left hand, and Virginity on his right.

It is not in this panegyric alone that our poetical ſaint has expreſſed his affection to virginity: he has written poems of admonition to virgins, containing many hundred verſes. The points he chiefly recommends are, plainneſs of apparel, and a diſpoſition to ſolitude and ſilence. He encourages his diſciples to triumph over all the licentious paſſions, by reminding them of the ſucceſs with which human reſolution has ſubdued the moſt furious of the ſavage beaſts; as an example of this, he affirms, that he has ſeen a man riding a lion like a horſe, and a bear [218] appearing to fly by the art of his conductor *.

The orations of this illuſtrious father contain alſo many proofs of his inceſſant attention to the intereſts of virginity; but the tender compaſſion with which he conſidered the ſufferings of the ſiſterhood, under the apoſtate Julian, ſeems to have rendered him too credulous. In his firſt invective againſt that deluded monarch, he gives an account of ſome outrages inflicted on Chriſtian virgins, too horrid to be related in this work, and, I am perſuaded, too ſavage to be true.

When we reflect on the warm heart and the elegant genius of this holy bard, we cannot but regret that he did not live in a period more propitious to the cultivation and the diſplay of his many amiable talents.

As I have devoted this chapter to a poetical encomiaſt of chaſtity, I ſhall here [219] break through the chronological line which I intended to obſerve, for the ſake of exhibiting, in one point of view, the little group of poets who ſucceſſively celebrated this maidenly perfection.

Be not alarmed, my good reader; I mean not to trouble thee with a long hiſtory of all the woeful verſe, which the idle monks have ſcribbled on the continence of every ſainted abbeſs; for though their fictions are often bold, their poetry is ſeldom entertaining.

Allow me, however, to terminate this volume with a brief account of the moſt remarkable characters in the monaſtic quire of chaſte and pious bards, who re-echoed, through the dark ages, the inceſſant praiſe of virginity.

The firſt of theſe, both in perſonal rank and in point of time, is Sextus Alcimus Avitus, nephew to the unfortunate emperor of that name. The poet became archbiſhop of Vienna, and, after acting a very buſy and important part in the Chriſtian [220] world, died, with a great reputation for ſanctity, in the year 525. This venerable bard has addreſſed to his ſiſter Fuſcina a poetical exhortation to monaſtic virginity; a ſtate to which, he tells us, many females of his family had been devoted. He excites the young Fuſcina to the virtues, that may become her religious character, by various examples; and, to teach her a brave contempt for unmerited calumny, he relates the following very ſingular anecdote; which I have ſelected, as the only amuſing paſſage in his long compoſition:

*The world has echoed with Eugenia's fame,
Who nobly periſh'd for her Saviour's name;
But, ere ſhe gloried in a martyr's fate,
Brave was her heart, and her atchievements great.
[221]Her ſex diſguiſing with a manly air,
She liv'd an Abbot in a houſe of prayer;
To reverend Monks ſhe taught the words of truth,
O'er age preſiding in the bloom of youth.
The fiend againſt her fram'd an helliſh plot,
Her life to threaten, and her fame to blot;
But by her innocence and modeſt care,
The latent virgin triumph'd o'er the ſnare.
Beneath the habit of a man conceal'd,
The ſad ſhe comforted, the ſick ſhe heal'd;
[222]But ſoon, deluded by her manly form,
A matron, with licentious paſſion warm,
Tried, tho' in age, with her decaying charms
To lure the youthful Abbot to her arms.
When foil'd (how love will hazard each reſource!)
The old and deſperate dame reſolv'd on force.
On her lone bed, in feign'd diſorder laid,
She begs the fancied holy father's aid;
And as he comes, with charitable pace,
She ſprings to ſeize him in a loath'd embrace.
[223]The unknown virgin in the Abbot's ſhape
For ſuccour cries, and ſtruggles to eſcape.
The guilty matron, frantic with deſpair,
Frames for the fancied prieſt an impious ſnare;
Father Eugenius (ſhe proclaims aloud,
To the attentive ſlander-loving croud),
Father Eugenius, with a brutal aim,
Has tried to violate her ſpotleſs frame.
To public juſtice ſhe now makes appeal:
The elders meet: and all, with curious zeal,
All flock impatient to th' amazing cauſe,
Whoſe novelty a numerous audience draws.
Eugenius now (for, ſtill in garb the ſame,
The ſecret virgin bears that manly name)
[224]Appears againſt the horrid charge to plead,
Believ'd by Envy guilty of the deed.
When, with that pride which innocence allows,
The fancied criminal her fraud avows:
Aſide ſhe throws her well-ſuſtain'd diſguiſe,
Confeſt a maiden by admiring eyes.
Th' applauding populace with tranſport ſee
The devil defeated, and the virgin free.
Thus ever ſafe true Chaſtity ſhall dwell,
Secure to triumph o'er the ſnares of hell.

[225]The ſingular adventure of this female abbot will, I think, induce my reader to wiſh for a few more particulars relating to ſo intereſting a perſonage; and, by the aid of that pious and gallant hiſtorian of holy virgins, Arthur du Monſtier, I am enabled to add, that Eugenia was the daughter of Philip, a Roman of high rank, who was praefect of Alexandria in the reign of Commodus. She was diſtinguiſhed by her perſonal beauty, and adorned with every mental accompliſhment: her application to literature was great; her memory uncommonly retentive; and ſhe was equally eloquent in the Greek and Latin language. With theſe attractions, at the age of fifteen ſhe was demanded in marriage by Aquilius, the ſon of Aquilius the conſul; but the young Eugenia, being converted to Chriſtianity, made her eſcape privately from her heathen parents, and, diſguiſing herſelf in the habit of a man, took refuge in a religious houſe, not far from Alexandria. Here ſhe met with the remarkable occurrences recorded [226] in the poetry of Avitus. It is ſaid that ſhe converted both her parents to her new religion; that her father ſuffered martyrdom; and that Eugenia herſelf, returning to Rome with her mother, whoſe name was Claudia, experienced the ſame fate, in the reign of Gallienus.—Such is the account given of Eugenia in the curious work of Du Monſtier, intitled, Sacrum Gynecaeum, a pious biographical treaſure, containing all the ſanctified females of the Chriſtian world. Her merits are celebrated by almoſt every writer who has touched upon the Catholic virgins; and her name is mentioned with honour by two ſucceeding Latin poets, of whom I am now to ſpeak.

The firſt of theſe is Venantius Fortunatus, a poet on whoſe hiſtory I enter the more willingly, as it is connected with that of a fair lady, who, if ſhe were an Old Maid, as ſome of her biographers have aſſerted, was undoubtedly among the moſt remarkable of the ſiſterhood, being at once a queen and a ſaint, a virgin and a wife. [227] This ſingular perſonage was the lovely princeſs Radegunda; who, being taken priſoner in her infancy by Clotaire, king of the Franks, was married in Soiſſons, at the age of fifteen, and in the year 538, to that ſavage hero, the deſtroyer of her father's kingdom, and the aſſaſſin of her brother. This unfortunate princeſs is univerſally deſcribed as a model of beauty; but her perſonal charms were ſurpaſſed by her piety. She wore an under veſt of hair-cloth, and loaded her delicate body with a chain of iron. Du Monſtier affirms, that although ſhe lived a few years with the king her huſband, ſhe obtained from that amorous monarch the privilege of remaining a virgin. The more modern author of that amuſing book, intitled "Anecdotes of the Queens of France *", is inclined to prove the falſhood of this problematical fact, by the expreſſions of her firſt biographers, who deſcribe [228] her as riſing early from the bed of the king. But without venturing to decide on ſo nice a queſtion, I ſhall proceed in the more certain hiſtory of Radegunda.—After reſiding three years with Clotaire, ſhe obtained his permiſſion to retire; and, founding an abbey at Poitiers, ſhe enjoyed in it all the tranquil pleaſures of religious retirement. She poſſeſſed an affection for literature; and ſhe was happy in the ſociety of two the moſt eminent authors of that age, Gregory biſhop of Tours, the hiſtorian, and Fortunatus the poet, who had the honour of being ſecretary to the pious Radegunda, and was promoted to the biſhopric of Poitiers.

Fortunatus was an Italian, of an elegant mind and inſinuating manners: it was probably to flatter the chaſte fancy of his royal miſtreſs, that he compoſed his ſingular poem "On a celeſtial Synod, and the Virtue of Virginity *." This performance opens [229] with a full convocation of all the eminent heavenly virgins and martyrs; when they are aſſembled before the throne of God, the voice of the Divinity announces his deſign of rewarding the pious and chaſte paſſion of an earthly maiden, and deſcribes the holy tenderneſs and ardour with which ſhe panted for a celeſtial ſpouſe. The verſes that include this deſcription are remarkably ſpirited and elegant, for the age in which they were compoſed:—the maiden is repreſented as thus venting the fond enthuſiaſm of her ſoul:

*Tell me, where art thou, whom I die to ſee!
Where is the latent road that leads to thee?
How would I haſte my ſoul's deſire to meet,
Could ſtarry paths ſupport my pendent feet!
[230]Now without thee I feel oppreſſive night,
And dark to me the ſun's meridian light.
In vain the richeſt flowers their fragrance ſhed;
For all the ſweets of earth to me are dead.
Each paſſing cloud to ſee thee I purſue,
For love directs to heaven my wandering view:
I bleſs the ſtorm on which thy feet have trod,
And aſk the winds where I may find my God.

Having proclaimed the merits of this chaſte and ſervent devotee, the ſacred voice declares, that ſhe ſhall poſſeſs the ſanctity ſhe deſires; and her name is inrolled in the eternal regiſter *. The poet proceeds to tell, how the newly-conſecrated virgin is decorated [231] with all the jewels of heaven; he affirms, however, that the chaſte and humble virtues are her beſt ornaments: he magnifies the excellence of virginity compared to the miſeries of a married life; and he concludes with a prayer, addreſſing the whole poem to the chaſte and pious Agnes, whom his royal miſtreſs Radegunda had raiſed to the dignity of abbeſs, in the religious houſe which ſhe herſelf had founded. Perhaps it may be a groundleſs conjecture, but I am inclined to believe that Fortunatus compoſed this poem with infinite art, intending an oblique and concealed compliment to the problematical virginity of Radegunda herſelf, though in the cloſe he addreſſes himſelf to Agnes as the virgin, who had thus made a kind of holiday in heaven. My conjecture ariſes from the following remarkable circumſtances:—In the long deſcription of this celeſtial ceremony, the name of this virgin, ſo intereſting to all the powers of heaven, is not once mentioned, although it is ſaid to be inſcribed in the eternal volume. [232] This ſingular omiſſion perſuades me, that the poet wiſhed to compliment ſome lady as a virgin of uncommon ſanctity, whom he did not think it prudent to name. His cold manner of addreſſing the poem to Agnes, appears to me as a kind of maſk to his real intention. Beſides, there are ſome paſſages, in his enthuſiaſtic deſcription of the chaſte female ſo highly honoured by Heaven, which do not agree with the condition of Agnes, and may be applied with an elegant propriety to his royal miſtreſs Radegunda. After deſcribing this anonymous virgin as decorated with a long catalogue of celeſtial jewels, the poet exclaims:

*Deck'd with theſe gems a heavenly queen ſhe'll reign,
And rule, a virgin, o'er the angelic train.

There is alſo another poem of Fortunatus, expreſsly on the virtues of Radegunda, [233] in which, after having compared her to the moſt celebrated of the holy virgins, for charity and abſtinence, for devotion and fortitude, he adds,

*To ſpeak thy farther merits I refrain,
Which from thy conſcious God full glory gain.

Such are the grounds of my conjecture: whether Radegunda was in truth an Old Maid, and whether her ingenious ſecretary intended to pay her an oblique compliment for the peculiar delicacy with which ſhe has been ſuppoſed to acquire and ſupport that venerable character, are points which I muſt now leave to the diſcuſſion of the curious. However great the chaſtity of this pious queen might be, it has not eſcaped detraction; and our poet himſelf has been ſuſpected of poſſeſſing too lively an intereſt in her heart. Some late biographers of the fair royal ſaint have conſidered [234] this calumny as the immediate ſuggeſtion of the devil, provoked by the peculiar purity of Radegunda; but it appears to have ariſen rather from the careleſſneſs of ſome early writers, who, finding in the poems of Fortunatus, that he had been accuſed of being a little too fond of the abovementioned Agnes, made a miſtake in their account of this matter, and transferred his ſuppoſed affection from the abbeſs to the queen. The truth ſeems to be, that Fortunatus lived in a very pleaſing and innocent familiarity with theſe two pious ladies. They amuſed themſelves in ſending little preſents of ſweetmeats, and other monaſtic delicacies, to their ingenious friend. He acknowledged their favours with poetical gallantry. The extempore verſes which he compoſed on ſuch occaſions are printed with his poems; they do honour to the tenderneſs of his heart, and the elegance of his genius; but though they often breathe the warm ſpirit of affection, they are far from throwing any ſtain on the purity of his morals. [235] His royal miſtreſs is ſaid, by the authors of the Literary Hiſtory of France, to have ended her life in 587: our poet died in 609, and his feſtival is yet celebrated at Poitiers, on the 14th of December.

The following pious herald of chaſtity in the dark ages was an illuſtrious character of our own country. I mean the great Aldhelm, biſhop of Shireburn in Dorſetſhire, during the Saxon heptarchy. This canonized bard was not only diſtinguiſhed by peculiar ſanctity, but excelled in the ſiſter arts of poetry and muſic, and has been celebrated as the perſon who introduced Latin verſe into England.

His poetical talents were great indeed, for the period in which he flouriſhed; and he exerted them in a compoſition of heroic verſe, extolling the moſt eminent votaries of virginity, both male and female. In the latter catalogue the following are his heroines—the Virgin Mary, and the Saints Caecilia, Agatha, Lucia, Juſtina, Eugenia, Agnes, Thecla, Eulalia, Scholaſtica, Conſtantina, [236] Euſtochium, Demetrias, Anaſtaſia, Rufina Secunda, Anatolia, Victoria.

As a ſpecimen of Aldhelm's poetry, I ſhall ſelect his verſes on Caecilia, whoſe talents have rendered her the moſt intereſting of female ſaints.

*What happy page with lively praiſe may frame
A juſt memorial to Caecilia's name,
Who led her bridegroom's ſoul, by leſſons pure,
To ſpurn corporeal joy's luxurious lure!
Tho' fam'd for muſic's melting powers, the fair
Eſcap'd from worldly pomp, and pleaſure's ſnare.
Thus ſhe began, when, on her bridal night,
Her glowing conſort claim'd his bliſsful right:
[237]"For me behold! for me," the virgin cries,
"A tutelary ſpirit quits the ſkies:
"He, my bleſt patron! by a kind decree
"Is bound from ſenſual love to keep me free:
"No mortal, burning with impure deſire,
"May dare to touch me with licentious fire:
"My heavenly champion, with angelic ſway,
"Would force the raſh invader from his prey."
The pious bride converted thus her lord;
His ancient error he with ſcorn ahhorr'd,
[238]In union chaſte the martyr's crown they gain,
And Heaven repays them for their mortal pain.

Such is Aldhelm's panegyric on the celebrated St. Caecilia; and, as it may amuſe the curious to compare this mitred bard with our old poet Chaucer, who has told the ſame marvellous ſtory, I ſhall inſert in a note a few lines from the latter *.

[239]The poem of the Saxon biſhop is to be conſidered only as a kind of ſupplement to his elaborate treatiſe in proſe on the ſame intereſting topic. The author of Aldhelm's Life in the Biographia Britannica has, by truſting to the authority of Bede, committed a miſtake in his account of theſe ſeparate performances, which he repreſents as a ſingle work of verſe and proſe intermixed. [240] They are not only diſtinct productions, but have been publiſhed apart. It appears that the proſaic eſſay was firſt written, as in the cloſe of it the author intimates his deſign of handling the ſame delicate ſubject once more, in verſe.

[241]As this chapter is already longer than I intended, I ſhall only ſelect one paſſage from his proſaic treatiſe, exhibiting a moſt ſingular ſcale of virtue (if I may uſe ſuch an expreſſion) by which human merit was meaſured in the age of this accompliſhed ſaint. "* It is recorded," ſays Aldhelm, ‘in a certain volume, from the narration of an angel, how virginity, chaſtity, and wedlock, differ from each other, and mark, in three degrees, the quality or worthineſs of life; how, according to the [242] angel's diſcrimination, virginity is gold, chaſtity ſilver, and wedlock braſs; how virginity is wealth, chaſtity a competence, and wedlock poverty; how virginity is peace, chaſtity redemption, and wedlock captivity; how virginity is the ſun, chaſtity the moon, and wedlock darkneſs; how virginity is day, chaſtity the dawn, and wedlock night.’

The ingenious prelate continues to illuſtrate this angelical diviſion of human merits by many more metaphors of equal force, and then tells us the preciſe meaning of theſe three ſignificant terms—a neceſſary explanation, as, without it, a modern reader would be little able to underſtand the anonymous angel thus quoted by Aldhelm! "Virginity," ſays the good biſhop, ‘is a voluntary attachment to a ſingle life; chaſtity is that ſtate of purity obſerved by thoſe who, after the ceremony of marriage, ſeparate, and abſtain from matrimonial intercourſe, for the ſake of heaven, deſpiſing that ordinary wedlock [243] by which children are lawfully produced.’

This very curious triple eſtimate of human merit occurs alſo in the poem on virginity; and, as that poem is extremely ſcarce, I ſhall tranſcribe the verſes.

Humani generis triplex diſtantia fertur,
Quae modo per mundum triquadro cardine degit,
Et ſtudet in terris mercari regna Tonantis.
Denique nonnullos ſortitur vita jugalis,
Qui rectè vivunt conceſſa lege tororum,
Et praecepta Dei toto conamine mentis
Conſervare ſtudent, thalami ſub jure manentes.
Poſthaec caſtrorum gradus alter, et ordo ſecundus
Subſequitur, nupti, qui jam connubia ſpernunt,
Ac indulta ſibi ſcindunt retinacula luxûs.
Lurida linquentes ſpurcae conſortia carnis,
Ut caſtis proprium conſervent moribus aevum,
Dum connexa prius thalamorum vincula rumpunt.
Tertia virgineis fulgeſcit vita lucernis,
Cujus praecellit praefatos infula ritus.
Mundani luxûs calcans ludibria falſa,
[244]Virginitas ſummo virtutum vertice floret,
Dum ſoror angelicae conſtet caſtiſſima vitae.
Sanct. Althelmus, ut ſupra.

Such was the doctrine of the famous Aldhelm, which throws a conſiderable light on the practices of the times in which he lived, when the great purpoſe of marriage was often defeated, as in the caſe of King Edward the Confeſſor, by a vain pretenſion to ſuperior ſanctity. This poetical prelate was ſo paſſionate an admirer of pure virginity, that he put his own continence to many ſingular and dangerous trials. It is related by his elegant and affectionate biographer, William of Malmſbury, that Aldhelm did not, like other prieſts, avoid the company of women, but often detained ſome virgin by his ſide, both ſitting and lying, and, while he held her in his embraces, repeated his whole pſalter, to the confuſion of the devil *.

[245]However this conduct might encreaſe the veneration which was paid to this extraordinary ſaint, I cannot help condemning it as an inſtance of cruelty and injuſtice.

Great as his exultation and triumph might be, on thus deriding the devil, as his biographer expreſſes it, by a marvellous diſplay of his own ſubdued deſires, he had certainly no right to ſport ſo wantonly with the paſſions of thoſe religious Old Maids (for they could hardly be young ones) whom he thus made the uneaſy inſtruments of his own chaſte reputation.

In ſpeaking of the moſt eminent poets, who amuſed the dark ages by celebrating the wonderful virgins of that period, I ought not to omit the venerable Bede. He has enlivened his eccleſiaſtical hiſtory, [246] by inſerting a poetical panegyric on the chaſte Aedilthryda, a lady who choſe to fly from the bed and throne of her huſband Ecfrid, king of Northumberland, for the ſake of preſerving her virginity in a cloiſter. For this pious exploit ſhe is extolled in the higheſt terms by the holy bard; who, in ſinging her praiſes, ſeems to felicitate himſelf, with a gallant complacency, that he is ſuperior to Virgil in the happy choice of his ſubject *. It is, however, remarkable, that the greateſt poet of our country has mentioned this obſtinate royal virgin in terms of indignation and reproach. Milton, in his Hiſtory of England, has condeſcended to relate the adventure of this pious fugitive, in the following language:— ‘Another adverſity befel Ecfrid in his family, by means of Ethildrith his wife, [247] king Anna's daughter, who, having taken him for her huſband, and profeſſing to love him above all other men, perſiſted twelve years in the obſtinate refuſal of his bed, thereby thinking to live the purer life; ſo perverſely then was chaſtity inſtructed againſt the apoſtle's rule: at length obtaining of him, with much importunity, her departure, ſhe veiled herſelf a nun, then, made abbeſs of Ely, died ſeven years after the peſtilence; and might with better warrant have kept faithfully her undertaken wedlock, though now canonized St. Audrey of Ely*.’

Milton has not deigned to enter into a very whimſical part of this lady's hiſtory; but a monaſtic hiſtorian informs us, that her huſband, repenting of the indulgence he had granted to her, and inflamed with new deſire, determined to force her from her religious retreat, and to conſummate his [248] marriage: ſhe eſcaped both from his love and his reſentment, by a ſeries of the moſt extraordinary miracles, which the curious reader may find very circumſtantially related in the firſt volume of Dugdale's Monaſticon. After ſuſtaining great hardſhips, ſhe is ſaid to have expired a perfect virgin, in the year 679; and the miracles diſplayed at her tomb were not inferior to thoſe by which her life was diſtinguiſhed.

I cannot cloſe the volume without lamenting the ſufferings of the fair ſex in the ages of ignorance and ſuperſtition. When all the ſaints of the time moſt zealouſly aſſerted, that it was meritorious in a married woman to remain a virgin, domeſtic life muſt have been frequently embittered by tragi-comical contention; and, perhaps, the mind of many a well-meaning woman has been half diſtracted by the ſtruggle, which ſuch doctrine may have produced, between tenderneſs and devotion. It may, however, afford us ſome conſolation to reflect, that whenever theſe good ladies were miſled by the prieſthood [249] into a painful ſacrifice of innocent delight, their pride was inceſſantly gratified by the pious honours that were laviſhed upon their rigid virginity: yet their paſſion for ſuch honours was ſometimes repreſſed by the ſtronger feelings of perſonal vanity, as we may collect from a ludicrous miracle related by Gregory of Tours. That hiſtorian gives us a circumſtantial account of a noble and pious pair, who, being married in their youth, paſſed through life together with this extraordinary continence, at the particular requeſt of the lady. She happened to die firſt, and, as her good man attended her funeral, he exclaimed, while the body was ſinking into the grave, ‘I thank thee, eternal God, that as I received this treaſure from thee, ſo I return it immaculate to thy goodneſs.’ Upon this the dead lady ſaid with a ſmile, ‘Why do you mention matters on which you are not interrogated *?’ —The ſequel of the miracle [250] is not leſs ſtriking. The huſband died ſoon afterwards, and though he was buried in a tomb not contiguous to that of his wife, it was obſerved, the next day, that their ſepulchres were united. The devout hiſtorian ſeems to conſider theſe incidents as proofs of the moſt ſignal chaſtity; but they may with as much reaſon be alledged as proofs, that the ſpotleſs lady, who had ſo ſtrongly petitioned her huſband to releaſe her from the duties of a wife, did not reliſh his public declaration that ſhe died an Old Maid.

END OF THE SECOND VOLUME.
Notes
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St. Romuald Abrégé du Treſor Chronologique.
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Heidegger.
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NOTE BY THE EDITOR. I am inclined to ſuppoſe, that the name of this intereſting perſonage, Kunaza, has been miſ-ſpelt, in the haſte of tranſcription, and that it ought to be written Kanaza, which ſignifies, in the Arabic language, to depoſit as a treaſure; a ſignification that the word might naturally acquire, from the ſingular hiſtory of the maiden, whoſe name it originally was—as we uſe the verb to hector, from the old Trojan hero.

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[...]. Herodotus, p. 120. edit. Weſſel.
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See the amuſing ſtory of Rhampſinitus and his daughter, in the ſecond book of Herodotus.
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[...]. Strabo, lib. xi.
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Juſtin.
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Acrior ad Venerem foeminae cupido quam regis.

Quint. Curt. lib. vi. cap. 5.
[...]. Quintus Calaber, lib. i. ver. 670.
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Diodorus Siculus, lib. iii. cap. 4.
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[...]. Palaephatus.
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[...]. Plato de Legibus, lib. vi.
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Life of Lycurgus, in Langhorne's Plutarch.
[...]. Athenaeus, lib. xiii.
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Antigone, ver. 875.
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Ver. 928.
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Sophoclis Electra, ver. 166.
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Jones's Commentary on Iſaeus, page 177.
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[...]. Pauſanias, p. 164.
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[...]. Herodotus, lib. iii.
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It is worthy of obſervation, that Caſſandra conſiders perſonal vanity in a man, as a blemiſh not inferior to deformity. As to Hectorean locks, the learned are not perfectly agreed on the manner in which the hair of Hector was dreſſed: but the ingenious editor of Lycophron ſeems to have fairly proved, that the Trojan hero ſet the faſhion of wearing a toupee.
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Lycophron, ver. 1126.
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ΕΚΚΛΗΣΙΑΖΟΥΣΛΙ.
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[...]. Strabo, lib. vi.

I have literally followed Strabo in this ſingular hiſtory: but as it is related alſo by Juſtin, with ſome variations, I ſhall inſert his account of it in this note, for the ſatisfaction of the curious reader.

‘His igitur moribus ita brevi civitas (Lacedaemon) convaluit, ut cum Meſſeniis, propter ſtupratas virgines ſuas, in ſolenni Meſſeniorum ſacrificio bellum intuliſſent, graviſſima ſe exſecratione obſtrinxerint, non, prius quam Meſſenam expugnaſſent, reverſuros; tantum ſibi vel de viribus ſuis, vel de fortuna, ſpondentes. Quae res initium diſſentionis Graeciae, et inteſtini belli cauſa et origo fuit. Itaque cum, contra paeſumptionem ſuam, annis decem in obſidione urbis tenerentur, et querelis uxorum poſt tam longam viduitatem revocarentur; veriti ne hac perſeverantia belli graviùs ſibi quam Meſſeniis nocerent—quippe illis quantum juventutis bello intercidat, mulierum foecunditate ſuppleri; ſibi et belli damna aſſidua, et foecunditatem uxorum, abſentibus viris, nullam eſſe—itaque legunt juvenes ex eo genere militum qui poſt jusjurandum in ſupplementum venerart, quibus, Spartam remiſſis, promiſcuos omnium feminarum concubitus permiſere; maturiorem futuram conceptionem rati, ſi eam ſingulae per plures viros experirentur. Ex his nati, ob notam materni pudoris, Partheniae vocati. Juſtin. lib. iii. c. 4.
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[...], &c. Nonni Dionyſ. lib. 24.
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Quid referam Sibyllas Erithraeam et Cumanam, et octo reliquas, nam Va [...]ro decem fuiſſe autumat, Quarum inſigne virginitas eſt, et virginitatis praemium divinatio.

Sanct. Hieron. adverſus Jov. p. 185.
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Equitum peditumque prolem deſcribunto: coelibes eſſe prohibento.
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Gellius quotes Antiſtius Labeo, a man of great learning in the time of Auguſtus, for many particulars relating to the Veſtals; among the reſt, that they could not be admitted under ſix, nor above ten years of age. I imagine, becauſe it was neceſſary they ſhould be virgins.—The election was performed in the following manner:—The Pontifex Maximus choſe twenty virgins, who, in an aſſembly of the people, drew lots which of them ſhould ſucceed the deceaſed Veſtal; and the virgin upon whom the lot fell was taken by the Pontifex Maximus.

SPELMAN's Note.
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Spelman's Dionyſius, vol. i. p. 345.
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Erat altitudo montis etiam ſecurè deſpicientibus horrenda.
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Felices nuptae! moriar niſi nubere dulce eſt.
Quam expreſſa vox, quam ex imis viſceribus emiſſa, non expertae tantum, ſed delectatae. Inceſta eſt etiam fine ſtupro, quae cupit ſtuprum.
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Unum crimen vobis confiteor: ingenium habet. Quidni invideat Corneliae, matri Gracchorum? Quidni illi quae Catonem peperit?
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Quae nunc veſtalis ſit virginitatis honeſtas
Diſcutiam, qua lege regat decus omne pudoris.
Ac primum parvae teneris capiuntur in annis,
Ante voluntatis propriae quam libera ſecta,
Laude pudicitiae fervens et amore deorum,
Juſta maritandi condemnet vincula ſexus.
Captivus pudor ingratis addicitur aris;
Nec contempta perit miſeris, ſed adempta voluptas
Corporis intacti; non mens intacta tenetur.
Nec requies datur ulla toris, quibus innuba caecum
Vulnus, et amiſſas ſuſpirat foemina taedas.
Tum quia non totum ſpes ſalva interficit ignem:
Nam reſides quandoque faces adolere licebit,
Feſtaque decrepitis obtendere flammea canis.
Tempore praeſcripto membra intemerata requirens,
Tandem virgineam faſtidit Veſta ſenectam.
Dum thalamis habilis tumult vigor, irrita nullus
Foecundavit amor materno viſcera partu.
Nubit anus veterana, ſacro perfuncta labore,
Deſertiſque focis, quibus eſt famulata juventus,
Transfert emeritas ad fulcra jugalia rugas,
Diſcit et in gelido nova nupta tepeſcere lecto.
Prudentius in Symmachum, ver. 583.
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It was uſual with Domitian to triumph, not only without a victory, but even after a defeat.
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Euripides, in his Tragedy of Hecuba.
Melmoth's Pliny: the eleventh Letter of the fourth Book.
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Quis mihi praetendit Veſtae virgines et Palladis ſacerdotes? Qualis iſta eſt non morum pudicitia, ſed annorum, quae non perpetuitate ſed aetate praeſcribitur? Petulantior eſt talis integritas, cujus corruptela ſeniori ſervatur aetati. Ipſi docent, virgines ſuas non debere perſeverare, nec poſſe, qui virginitati ſinem dederunt. Qualis autem eſt illa religio, ubi pudicae adoleſcentes jubentur eſſe, impudicae anus.

Divi Ambroſii de Virginibus, lib. i.
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Caeterum virgines, quales apud diverſas haereſes, et quales apud impuriſſimum Manichaeum, eſſe dicuntur, ſcorta ſunt exiſtimandae, non virgines.

Sanct. Hieron. Epiſt. ad Euſtochium de Cuſtodia Virginitatis.
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Plotinus, lib. v. cap. 1.
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Philo.
Macrobius in Somnio Scipionis.

Naumachius.—The French authors are very apt to quote the ancients in ſuch a manner as to perplex, inſtead of informing, their readers. Mr. Morin had only annexed the name Naumachius to this ſingular tranſlation from a Greek author, whom he calls a Platonician. I was for ſome time unable to diſcover this obſcure advocate of virginity; but at length have found, that he is one of the many poets but little known, whoſe fragments are preſerved in the collection of Stobaeus. The beſt critics are of opinion, ſays the intelligent Fabricius, that Naumachius was a Chriſtian. Indeed, this appears highly probable from the paſſage in queſtion; which I ſhall here inſert, with a poetical verſion of it, to do all the juſtice in my power to this neglected encomiaſt of Old Maids.

[...]
[...],
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Stobaeus, p. 420. edit. 1609.
'Tis lovely, as a ſpotleſs maid to live,
Bleſt in that joy which pure ideas give,
Free from that load the pregnant form ſuſtains,
Nor trembling at Lucina's fearful pains;
But o'er frail females rais'd in triumph high,
Darting o'er life the mind's unclouded eye:
True wedlock thus in heavenly terms is taught,
And the rapt virgin teems with radiant thought.
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Memoires de l'Academie, &c. tome quatrieme, p. 308.
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[...]. Sophocles apud Suidam.
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Supplicibus verbis illam placate: ſub illa
Et forma et mores et bona fama manent.
Româ pudicitia proavorum tempore lapſa eſt:
Cumaeam, veteres, conſuluiſtis anum;
Templa jubet Veneri fieri: quibus ordine factis,
Inde Venus verſo nomina corde tenet.
Ovid Faſt. Lib. iv. v. 154.
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Alexander's Hiſtory of Women, Oct. edit. p. 415. vol. II.—This book would be more valuable, if the ingenious writer had quoted his authorities.
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Camden's Remains, p. 524.
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1 Tim. iv.
1 Tim. ii. 14.
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Chap. vii. ver. 25.
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In feneſtra itaque domûs ſuae per triduum quaſi ſui oblita, ad audiendum hominem pellecta, ſine ullo prorſus cibo conſedit, ut inde a nemine amoveri potuerit.

Jac. Bergomenſis, page 61.
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Thecla doceat immolari, quae copulam fugiens nuptialem, et ſponſi furore damnata, naturam etiam beſtiarum virginitatis veneratione mutavit. Namque parata ad feras, cum aſpectus quoque declinaret virorum, ac vitalia ipſa ſaepe offerret leoni, fecit ut qui impudicos detulerant oculos, pudicos referrent. Cernere erat lingentem pedes beſtiam, cubitare humi, muto teſtificantem ſono, quod ſacrum virginis corpus violare non poſſet. Ergo adorabat praedam ſuam beſtia; et propriae oblita naturae, naturam induerat quam homines amiſerant. Videres, quadam naturae transfuſione, homines feritate indutos ſaevitiam imperare beſtiae; beſtiam exoſculantem pedes virginis, docere quid homines facere deberent. Tantum habet virginitas admirationis, ut eam etiam leones mirentur. Non impaſtos cibus flexit, non citatos impetus rapuit, non ſtimulatos ira exaſperavit, non uſus decepit aſſuetos, non feros natura poſſedit; docuerunt religionem, dum adorant martyrem; docuerunt etiam caſtitatem, dum virgini nihil aliud niſi plantas exoſculantur, demerſis in terram oculis, tanquam verecundantibus, ne mas aliquis vel beſtia virginem nudam videret.

Divi Ambroſii de Virginibus, lib. ii. p. 80.
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Printed at Paris, 1619, in a folio, containing all the Latin works of D'Eſpence.
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See Moſheim's Eccleſiaſtical Hiſtory, tranſlated by Maclaine, vol. i. p. 307.—The origin of nunneries is a point involved in conſiderable obſcurity, and has given birth to many pious and dull diſputes. St. Syncletica, of Alexandria, has been celebrated as the mother of Nuns, as St. Antony has been revered as the father of Monks; but the hiſtory of this holy parent of religious Old Maids is not very clearly eſtabliſhed. The curious reader, who wiſhes to conſult the various opinions concerning her, may find them collected in the preliminary diſſertation to an elaborate work, intitled, Hiſtoire des Ordres Monaſtiques, Religieux & Militaires, printed at Paris, in eight quarto volumes.
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Quis praeſumere poteſt, tales angelos maculata jam corpora et humanae libidinis reliquias deſideraſſe, ut non ad virgines potius exarſerint, quarum flos etiam humanam libidinem excuſat.

Tertull. de Virgin. Veland. p. 222.

Quarum ad gloriam merces ſecunda eſt, ſit et virtus ad tolerantiam proxima.

Sanct. Cyprian. de Habitu Virg. p. 102.
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Quae ſe cum viris dormiſſe confeſſae ſint, aſſeverare ſe integras eſſe.

Sanct. Cyp. Epiſt. iv.
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Nec aliqua putet ſe hac excuſatione defendi, quod inſpici et probari poſſit, an virgo ſit; cum et manus obſtetricum et oculus ſaepè fallatur.

Sanct. Cyp. Epiſt. iv.
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Erant enim apud Ethnicos etiam foeminae, quae philoſophiae praetextu virorum familiaritati aſſueſcerent.—Inde [...] eccleſiaſticorum profluxerit exemplum a viris etiam magnis philoſophiciſque commendatum.

Diſſ. Cyp. iii.
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See Mr. Sheridan's Life of Swift.
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A quotation from the opening of the fourth Iliad, with the variation of a few words to ſuit the purpoſe of the pious author.
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This is an awkward parentheſis; it would have been better if Gregorium had begun by ſaying, ſhe ſpoke only in the character of Theopatra, and was not herſelf preſent at the banquet.
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The Greek expreſſion here has a ſingular reſemblance to the words of Milton, [...].
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A tree ſo called, and ſacred to chaſtity.
[...]. Methodii, p. 5. edit. Par.
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Theopatra, in whoſe words Gregorium deſcribes the ſcene.
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[...].
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1 Cor. i. 7.
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[...], &c.
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[...]. Sanct. Athanaſ. Vol. i. p. 698. edit. Colon. 1686.
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St. Clement of Alexandria, in the 3d book of his Stromata, or Miſcellanies, page 539 of the Oxford edition.
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[...], &c. Sanct. Baſil. de vera Virginitate, tom. i. p. 615.
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Eugeniae dudum toto celeberrima mundo
Fama fuit, Chriſti quae cum pro nomine vitam
Fuderit, ante tamen fortes proceſſit in actus;
Namque habitum mentita viri, non proinde virile
Pectus praeficitur ſanctis a fratribus abbas.
Tum patris officium complens, ac veſte virili
Foemineum occultans ſexum, muliebria ſprevit,
Et meritis anniſque graves, longâque verendos
Religione ſenes juvenili rexit in aevo.
Tunc recti impatiens, omni qui tempore ſerpens
Mille dolos, damnique artes ter mille volutat,
Invidet Eugeniae, et ſanctum crebreſcere frendens
Nomen, ad aſſuetas redit undique callidus artes,
Eugeniam quaerens vulgo traducere; verum
Quo famam violare cupit, petit inde coronam.
Quae ſexum mentita pie, cum munia patris
Sancte exerceret, morbiſque levaret ademptis
Quotquot ſubſidium ſancta pietate rogarent.
Jamdudum confecta gravis matrona, bonique
Nominis, inſano quae mox accenditur igne
Virginis, heu ſpecie infelix decepta virili,
Cumque pudicitiam ſanctam, doniſque doliſque
Non ſemel invaſam, fruſtra captare, nihilque
Profore ſe noſſet (quid non amor impius auſit?)
Addere vim verbis ſtatuit; longeque remotis
Arbitris, morbum ſimulans, morbique levandi
Eugeniam cauſa appellans, vi nititur illam
Opprimere, inque ſuos invitam adducere nexus:
Illa autem valido ſtuprum clamore repellens,
Auxiliumque petens magna virtute reſiſtit;
Ergo luxuriaeque ſuae matrona parandae
Complendique expes mulier male perdita voti,
A patre Eugenio (qualem decepta putabat
Ob mutatum habitum longa aſſuetudine plebes)
Interpellatam ſtupri ſeſe impia fingit;
Inque forum vocat innocuam, quo protinus omnis
Turba ſenum turbata coit, quo denique cuncti
Attoniti novitate rei matreſque virique
Currunt. Interea Eugenius (ſic neſcia ſanctam
Matrem turba vocat) populo ſpectante tribunal,
Cauſam dicturus, tam diri criminis, intrat;
Et jam jamque reum ſecreti ignara tenebat
Publica vis, odio tantum inflammata ſiniſtro;
Conſcia cum ſexus proprii, cordiſque pudici,
Vincitur ut vincat jam virgo innoxia fraudem
Et ſexum oſtendit, dudum mentita virilem,
Foemineum, ac fraudes populo applaudente retexit
Daemonis.—Uſque adeo caſti cuſtodia voti
Semper tuta manet, multis licet acta procellis.
Alcimus Avitus ad Fuſcinam Sororem.

The copy of Avitus, which I have followed, is printed in a collection of the old eccleſiaſtical poets, by George Fabricius. Baſil. quarto. I mention this circumſtance, becauſe the ſtory of Eugenia contains many more verſes in the edition of Fabricius, than Mattaire has printed in his Corpus Poetarum Latinorum.

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Anecdotes des Reines et Regentes de France, 6 tom. 1776.
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De Senatu Curiae caeleſtis, et Virtute Virginitatis.

Fortunati Poem. Lib. 7.
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Dic ubi ſis quem expecto gemens, qua te urbe requiram,
Quave ſequar, nullis ſemita nota locis:
Ipſa venire velim properans, ſi poſſet in aſtris
Pendula ſydeream planta tenere viam.
Nunc ſine te fuſcis graviter nox incubat alis,
Ipſaque ſole micans eſt mihi caeca dies.
Lilia, narciſſus, violae, roſa, nardus, amomum,
Oblectant animos germina nulla meos.
Ut te conſpiciam per ſingula nubila pendo,
Et vaga per nebulas lumina ducit amor.
Ecce procelloſos ſuſpecta interrogo ventos,
Quid mihi de Domino nunciet aura meo.
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Nomen perpetuo ſcribitur inde libro.
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His cumulata bonis thalamo regina ſedebit,
Atque poli ſobolem ſub pede virgo premet.
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Caetera nunc taceam melius, quia teſte Tonante,
Judicioque Dei, glorificata manent.
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Porro Caeciliae vivacem condere laudem
Quae valeat digne metrorum pagina verſu?
Quae ſponſum proprium convertit dogmate ſancto,
Mellea carnalis contemnens ludicra luxus.
Baſia dum potius dilexit dulcia Chriſti,
Candida praepulchris complectens colla lacertis,
Quamvis harmoniis praeſultent organa multis
Muſica pierio reſonent et carmina cantu,
Non tamen inflexit fallax praecordia mentis
Pompa profanorum, quae nectit retia ſanctis,
Ne forte properet paradiſi ad gaudia miles.
Talibus interea compellens vocibus infit,
Dum ſecreta petunt conceſſa lege tororum:
"Angelus en," inquit, "ſuperis tranavit ab aſtris!
"Hic me patronus caeleſti foedere fulcit,
"Ut nequeam prorſus quidquam carnalis amare:
"Namque meum jugiter conſervat corpus in aevum,
"Ut nullus valeat, ſpurco ſuccenſus amore,
"Contrectare mea probroſo crimine membra;
"Sed mox angelicis ulciſcens vindicat armis,
"Qui me pollutis nituntur prendere palmis."
Sic devota Deo convertit femina ſponſum:
Nec non et levirum ſolvens errore vetuſto,
Donec credentes ſumpſiſſent dona lavacri;
Facti municipes in ſummis arcibus ambo
Martyres effecti carnis tormenta luentes.
Sanct. Althelmus de Laude Virginum. In Caniſii Theſauro, tom. i. p. 742.

The learned reader will readily pardon ſome omiſſions in the tranſlation of theſe verſes.

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The night came, and to bedde muſt ſhe gon
With hire huſbond, as it is the manere;
And prively ſhe ſaid to him anon—
O ſwete and wel beloved ſpouſe dere,
Ther is a conſeil, and ye wol it here,
Which that right fayn I wold unto you ſaie,
So that ye ſwere ye wol it not bewraie.
Valerian gan faſt unto hire ſwere,
That for no cas, ne thing that mighte be,
He ſhulde never to non bewraien here;
And then at erſt thus to him ſaide ſhe—
I have an Angel, which that loveth me,
That with gret love, wher ſo I wake, or ſlepe,
Is redy ay my body for to kepe;
And if that he may felen out of drede,
That ye me touch or love in vilanie,
He right anon wol ſleen you with the dede,
And in your youthe thus ye ſhulden die:
And if that ye in clene love me gie,
He wol you love as me, for your cleneneſſe,
And ſhew to you his joye and his brightneſſe.
This Valerian, corrected as God wold,
Anſwerd again—If I ſhal truſten thee,
Let me that Angel ſeen, and him behold;
And if that it a veray Angel be
Than wol I don as thou haſt prayed me.
The ſecond Nonne's Tale. Tyrwhitt's Chaucer, vol. iii. p. 70.

It is juſtly obſerved by this excellent editor, that Chaucer originally compoſed his ſtory of Caecilia as a ſeparate work, and afterwards united it to the Canterbury Tales—that he cloſely copied the Life of Saint Caecilia in the Golden Legend of Jacobus Jannenſis—and that he mentions his own performance in the liſt of his laudable and pious works.

And for to ſpeke of othir holineſſe,
He hath in proſe tranſlated Boece,
And made the Life alſo of Saint Cecile.
Legende of good Women.
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In quodam volumine angelicâ relatione refertur, quomodò virginitas, caſtitas, jugalitas, tripertitis gradibus ſeparatim differant; quae, ſicut trifariâ diſparis vitae qualitate, ſigillatim ſequeſtrantur; ita diſcretis meritorum ordinibus tripliciter dirimuntur, angelo hoc modo alternatim diſtinguente: ut ſit virginitas aurum, caſtitas argentum, jugalitas aeramentum; ut ſit virginitas divitiae, caſtitas mediocritas, jugalitas captivitas; ut ſit virginitas ſol, caſtitas luna, jugalitas tenebrae; ut ſit virginitas dies, caſtitas aurora, jugalitas nox.—P. Aldhelmi Liber de Laudibus Virginitatis, cap. xix. edit. Wharton. 4to. London, 1693.
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Vel aſſidens vel cubitans aliquam detinebat, quoad carnis tepeſcente lubrico, quieto et immoto diſcederet animo. Derideri ſe videtur diabolus, cernens adhaerentem foeminam virumque aliàs avocato animo inſiſtentem cantando pſalterio.

Wil. Malmſ. de Vita Aldhelmi, Anglia Sacra, vol. ii. p. 13.
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Bella Maro reſonet, nos pacis dona canamus:
Luxus erit lubricis, carmina caſta mihi.
Bedae Hymnus de Aedilthryda.
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Milton's Hiſtory of England, page 76, Birch's edition.
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Multos poſteà in uno ſtrato recumbentes annos vixerunt cum caſtitate laudabili, quod poſtea in eorum tranſitu declaratum eſt. Nam cum impleto certamine puella migraret ad Chriſtum, peracto vir funeris officio, cum puellam in ſepulchrum deponeret, ait, ‘Gratias tibi ago, aeterne Domine noſter, quia hunc theſaurum, ſicut a te commendatum accepi, ita immaculatum pietati tuae reſtituo.’ Ad haec illa ſubridens, "Quid," inquit, ‘loqueris quod non interrogaris?’

Greg. Turonenſis Hiſt. Francorum, lib. i. cap. 42.
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