pherdess Stella (who is
something of a girl-counterpart of his, as in the case just cited) draw
up a convention of love[144] between them. The tables, though they are
not actually numbered in the original, are twelve, and, shortened a
little, run as follows:
[Sidenote: Hylas and Stella and their Convention.]
1. Neither is to be sovereign over the other.
2. Both are to be at once Lover and Beloved. [They knew
something about the matter, these two, for all their
jesting.]
3. There is to be no constraint of any kind.
4. They are to love for as long or as short a time as they
please.
5. No charge of infidelity is ever to be brought on either
side.
6. It is quite permitted to either or both to love somebody
else, and yet to continue loving each other.
7. There is to be no jealousy, no complaints, no sulks.
8. They are to do and say exactly what they please.
9. Words like "faithfulness," etc., are taboo.
10. They may leave off playing whenever they like.
11. And begin again ditto.
12. They are to forget both the favours they receive from
each other and the offences they may commit against each
other.
Now, of course, any one may say of the Land where such a code might be
realised, in the very words of one of the most charming of songs, set to
one of the happiest of tunes:
Cette rive, ma chere,
On ne la connait guere
Au pays des amours!
But that is not the question, and if it _were_ possible it undoubtedly
would be a very agreeable Utopia, combining the transcendental charms of
the country of Quintessence with the material ones of the Pays de
Cocagne. From its own point of view there seems to be no fault to find
with it, except, perhaps, with the first part of the Twelfth
Commandment; for the remembrance of former favours heightens the
enjoyment of later ones, and the danger of _nessun maggior dolore_ is
excluded by the hypothesis of indifference after breach. But a sort of
umpire, or at any rate thirdsman, the shepherd Silvandre,[145] when
asked his opinion, makes an ingenious objection. To carry out Article
Three, he says, there ought to be a Thirteenth:
13. That they may break any of these rules just as they
please.
For what comes of this further the reader may go to the book, but enough
of it should have been given to show that there is no want of salt,
though
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