Several of the neighbouring gentlemen, he told us, are performers; and he hopes to engage them as opportunity shall offer. My dear Dr. Bartlett, said he, your soul is harmony; I doubt not but all these are in order “ May I ask you, my Harriet?” pointing to the harpsichord. 1 instantly sat down to it. It is a fine instrument. Lord G. took up a violin; my uncle, a bass-viol; Mr. Deane, a German flute; and we had a little concert of about half an hour.

Here is a noble organ: when the little concert was over, he was so good himself, on my aunt’s re-ferring to him with asking eyes, to shew us it was in tune.

We all seated ourselves round him, on his preparing to — oblige us; and he with a voice admirably suited to the instrument (but the words if J may be allowed to say so, still more admirably to the occa-sion) at once delighted and surprised us all, by the following lines:

I. Accept, {;rcat Source of pv’ry bliss.

The fulness of my heart, Pour’d out in tuneful ecstasies. By this celestial art.

II.

My soul w ith gratitude profound,

Receive a form so bright! And yet, 1 boast a bliss Icyund

This angel to the si^ht.

III.

When charms of (/;irfand person meet,

How rich our raptures rise! Tliefair that renders earth so sweet.

Prepares me for the skies.

How did our friends look upon one another, as d2 the excellent man proceeded! I was astonished. It was happy I sat between my aunt and Lucy! They each took one of my hands. Tears of joy ran down my cheeks. Every one’s eyes congratulated me. Every tongue but mine encored him. I was speechless. Again he obliged us. I thought at the time, I had a foretaste of the joys of heaven! How sweet is the incense of praise from a husband; that husband a good man; my surrounding friends enjoying it! How will you, madam, rejoice in such an instance of a love so pure, and so grateful! Long, long may it be, for the sake of his Harriet, his and her friends, for the world’s sake, before his native skies reclaim him!

He approached me with tender modesty; as if abashed by the applause he met with. But seeing mc affected, he was concerned. 1 withdrew with my aunt and Lucy. He followed me. I then threw myself into his arms; and, had speech been lent me, would have offered him the fervent vows of a heart overflowing with love and gratitude.

Letter VI.

Lady Grandison. In Continuation^.

The music-parlour [I can hardly mention it with-out breaking into raptures] is adorned with a va — riety of fine carvings, on subjects that do honour to poetry and music. Be it Lucy’s task to describe them. Let me mention other instances of his ten-der goodness to one of the happiest creatures on earth.