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Becoming America - An Exploration of American Literature from Precolonial to Post-Revolution, 2018a

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BECOMING AMERICA<br />

REVOLUTIONARY AND EARLY NATIONAL PERIOD LITERATURE<br />

LETITIA<br />

Insupportable creature! tell a lady <strong>of</strong> her faults! if he is so grave, I fear I have no<br />

chance <strong>of</strong> captivating him.<br />

CHARLOTTE<br />

His conversation is like a rich, old-fashioned brocade,—it will stand alone; every<br />

sentence is a sentiment. Now you may judge what a time I had with him, in my<br />

twelve months’ visit <strong>to</strong> my father. He read me such lectures, out <strong>of</strong> pure brotherly<br />

aection, against the extremes <strong>of</strong> fashion, dress, irting, and coquetry, and all<br />

the other dear things which he knows I doat upon, that I protest his conversation<br />

made me as melancholy as if I had been at church; and heaven knows, though<br />

I never prayed <strong>to</strong> go there but on one occasion, yet I would have exchanged his<br />

conversation for a psalm and a sermon. Church is rather melancholy, <strong>to</strong> be sure;<br />

but then I can ogle the beaux, and be regaled with “here endeth the rst lesson,”<br />

but his brotherly here, you would think had no end. You captivate him! Why, my<br />

dear, he would as soon fall in love with a box <strong>of</strong> Italian owers. There is Maria,<br />

now, if she were not engaged, she might do something. Oh! how I should like <strong>to</strong> see<br />

that pair <strong>of</strong> pensorosos <strong>to</strong>gether, looking as grave as two sailors’ wives <strong>of</strong> a s<strong>to</strong>rmy<br />

night, with a ow <strong>of</strong> sentiment meandering through their conversation like purling<br />

streams in modern poetry.<br />

Oh! my dear fanciful—<br />

LETITIA<br />

CHARLOTTE<br />

Hush! I hear some person coming through the entry.<br />

Enter SERVANT.<br />

SERVANT<br />

Madam, there’s a gentleman below who calls himself Colonel Manly; do you chuse<br />

<strong>to</strong> be at home?<br />

CHARLOTTE<br />

Shew him in. [Exit Servant.] Now for a sober face.<br />

Enter Colonel MANLY.<br />

MANLY<br />

My dear Charlotte, I am happy that I once more enfold you within the arms <strong>of</strong><br />

fraternal aection. I know you are going <strong>to</strong> ask (amiable impatience!) how our<br />

parents do,—the venerable pair transmit you their blessing by me. They <strong>to</strong>tter on<br />

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