, that I have something
very awful upon my mind, when I think of the matter; and shall, more and
more, as it draws nearer and nearer. This is the song:

I.

Go, happy paper, gently steal,
And underneath her pillow lie;
There, in soft dreams, my love reveal,
That love which I must still conceal,
And, wrapt in awful silence, die.

II.

Should flames be doom'd thy hapless fate,
To atoms thou wouldst quickly turn:
My pains may bear a longer date;
For should I live, and should she hate,
In endless torments I should burn.

III.

Tell fair AURELIA, she has charms,
Might in a hermit stir desire.
T' attain the heav'n that's in her arms,
I'd quit the world's alluring harms,
And to a cell content, retire.

IV.

Of all that pleas'd my ravish'd eye,
Her beauty should supply the place;
Bold Raphael's strokes, and Titian's dye,
Should but in vain presume to vie
With her inimitable face.

V.

No more I'd wish for Phoebus' rays,
To gild the object of my sight;
Much less the taper's fainter blaze:
Her eyes should measure out my days;

And when she slept, it should be night.

About four o'clock.

My master just came up to me, and said, If you should see Mr. Williams
below, do you think, Pamela, you should not be surprised?--No, sir, said
I, I hope not. Why should I? Expect, said he, a stranger then, when you
come down to us in the parlour; for the ladies are preparing themselves
for the card-table, and they insist upon your company.--You have a mind,
sir, said I, I believe, to try all my courage. Why, said he, does
it want courage to see him? No, sir, said I, not at all. But I was
grievously dashed to see all those strange ladies and gentlemen; and now
to see Mr. Williams before them, as some of them refused his application
for me, when I wanted to get away, it will a little shock me, to see
them smile, in recollecting what has passed of that kind. Well, said he,
guard your heart against surprises, though you shall see, when you
come down, a man that I can allow you to love dearly; though hardly
preferably to me.

This surprises me much. I am afraid he begins to be jealous of me. What
will become of me, (for he looked very seriously,) if any turn should
happen now!--My heart aches! I know not what's the ma