No- I Cannot Talk Of Books In

It Is Better To Know As Little As Possible Of The Defects Of The Person With Whom You Are To Pass Your Life.

You Showed Me How Insufficient Were All My Pretensions To Please A Woman Worthy Of Being Pleased.

Now I Must Give One Smirk And Then We May Be Rational Again

But There Was Happiness Elsewhere Which No Description Can Reach.

You Were Disgusted With The Women Who Were Always Speaking And Looking, And Thinking For Your Approbation Alone. I Roused, And Interested You, Because I Was So Unlike Them.