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WRITTEN IN "LETTERS OF AN ITALIAN NUN AND AN ENGLISH GENTLEMAN, BY J. J. ROUSSEAU; [1] FOUNDED ON FACTS."

         "Away, away,—your flattering arts
         May now betray some simpler hearts;
         And you will smile at their believing,
         And they shall weep at your deceiving."

[Footnote 1: A second edition of this work, of which the title is, Letters, etc., translated from the French of Jean Jacques Rousseau, was published in London, in 1784. It is, probably, a literary forgery.]

ANSWER TO THE FOREGOING, [i] ADDRESSED TO MISS——.

         Dear simple girl, those flattering arts,
         (From which thou'dst guard frail female hearts,)[ii]
         Exist but in imagination,
         Mere phantoms of thine own creation; [iii]
         For he who views that witching grace,
         That perfect form, that lovely face,
         With eyes admiring, oh! believe me,
         He never wishes to deceive thee:
         Once in thy polish'd mirror glance [iv]
         Thou'lt there descry that elegance
         Which from our sex demands such praises,
         But envy in the other raises.—
         Then he who tells thee of thy beauty, [v]
         Believe me, only does his duty:
        Ah! fly not from the candid youth;
        It is not flattery,—'tis truth. [vi]
        July, 1804.

[Footnote i: Answer to the above. [4to] ]

[Footnote ii: From which you'd. [4to] ]

[Footnote iii:

Mere phantoms of your own creation; For he who sees. [4to]]

[Footnote iv:

Once let you at your mirror glance You'll there descry that elegance, [4to]]

[Footnote v:

Then he who tells you of your beauty. [4to]]

[Footnote vi:

It is not flattery, but truth. [4to]]