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I Will Not Adopt That Ungenerous And Impolitic Custom So Common With Novel Writers, Of Degrading By Their Contemptuous Censure The Very Performances, To The Number Of Which They Are Themselves Adding?joining With Their Greatest Enemies In Bestowing The Harshest Epithets On Such Works, And Scarcely Ever Permitting Them To Be Read By Their Own Heroine, Who, If She Accidentally Take Up A Novel, Is Sure To Turn Over Its Insipid Leaves With Disgust.

It Is Particularly Incumbent On Those Who Never Change Their Opinion, To Be Secure Of Judging Properly At First.

There Could Have Been No Two Hearts So Open, No Tastes So Similar, No Feelings So In Unison

Dress Is At All Times A Frivolous Distinction, And Excessive Solicitude About It Often Destroys Its Own Aim.

It Is Happy For You That You Possess The Talent Of Flattering With Delicacy. May I Ask Whether These Pleasing Attentions Proceed From The Impulse Of The Moment, Or Are They The Result Of Previous Study?