appearances catch their attention; but the diſcriminating judgment of a perſon of ſenſe requires, beſides colour, order, proportion, grace and uſefulneſs, to render the idea of beauty complete.
Obſerve that roſe, it has all the perfections I speak of; colour, grace, and ſweetneſs—and even when the fine tints fade, the ſmell is grateful to those who have before contemplated its beauties. I have only one bed of tulips, though my garden is large, but, in every part of it, roſes attract the eye.
You have ſeen Mrs. Trueman, and think her a very fine woman; yet her ſkin and complexion have only the clearneſs that temperance gives; and her features, ſtrictly ſpeaking, are not regular: Betty, the houſe-maid, has, in both theſe reſpects, much the ſuperiority over her. But, though it is not eaſy to define in what her beauty conſiſts, the eye follows her whenever she moves; and every perſon of taſte liſtens for the modulated ſounds which proceed out of her mouth, to be improved and pleaſed.
