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FRANCE and ITALY.
IN TWO V O L U M E S.
V O L U M E II.
L O N D ON:
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HAT the old officer had deli
vered upon travelling, bringing Polonius's advice to his son upon the same subject into my head and that bringing in Hamlet; and Hamlet, the
:reft of Shakespeare's works; I stopped at the Quai de Conti, in my return home, to purchase the whole set.
The bookseller said, he had not a set in the world - Comment! faid I, taking one up out of a fet which lay upon the counter betwixt us -He faid, they were sent him only to be got bound, and were to be sent back to Versailles in the morning to the Count de B***.
-AND does the Count de B***, faid I, read Shakespeare? C'est un Esprit firt, replied the bookfeller. He loves English books; and what is more to his honour, Monsieur, he loves the English
You speak this fo.civilly, said I, that 'tis enough to oblige an Englishman to lay out a louis d'or or two at your shop :-The bookseller made a bow, and was going to say something, when a young decent girl of about .twenty, who by her
air and dress seemed to be fille de cham- . bre to fome devout woman of fashion, came into the shop, and asked for Les Egarements du Coeur & de l'Esprit: the bookfeller gave her the book directly: the pulled out a little green fattin purte run round with a ribband of the same colour, and putting her finger and thumb into it, she took out the money, and paid for it. As I had nothing niore to liay me in the thop, we both walked out at. the door together.
And what have you to do, my dear, said I, with. The Wanderings of the “ Heart, who scarce know yet you have
nor, till love has first told you it, or some faithless fhepherd has made it ache, can'st thou ever be sure it is fo. Le Dieu m'en garde! said the girl. With reason, said I,—for if it is a good. one, 'tis pity it should be stolen: 'tis a little treasure to thee, and gives a better A 3