madly, nor to take thoſe dangerous Leaps for the future.
Tom faithfully promiſed to obey her Commands; and after thanking her for her kind Compliance with his Requeſt, took his Leave, and departed highly charmed with his Succeſs.
Poor Sophia was charmed too; but in a very different Way. Her Senſations, however, the Reader’s Heart (if he or ſhe have any) will better repreſent than I can, if I had as many Mouths as ever Poet wiſhed for, to eat, I ſuppoſe, thoſe many Dainties with he was ſo plentifully provided.
It was Mr. Weſtern’s Cuſtom every Afternoon, as ſoon as he was drunk, to hear his Daughter play on the Harpſichord: for he was a great Lover of Muſic, and perhaps, had he lived in Town, might have paſſed for a Connoiſſeur: for he always excepted againſt the fineſt Compoſitions of Mr. Handel. He never reliſhed any Muſic but what was light and airy; and indeed his moſt favourite Tunes, were Old Sir Simon the King, St. George he was for England, Bobbing Joan, and ſome others.
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