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<title>The Spectator 261</title>
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  <number>no. 261</number>
  <date>1711-12-29</date>
  <author>Joseph Addison</author>
  <quotation>&#915;&#945;&#956;&#959;&#962; &#947;&#945;&#961; &#945;&#957;&#966;&#961;&#969;&#960;&#959;&#953;&#963;&#953;&#957; &#949;&#965;&#954;&#964;&#945;&#953;&#959;&#957; &#954;&#945;&#954;&#959;&#957;.---Frag. vet. Poet.</quotation>
  <translation>Menander, Monostichoi, 102.</translation>
  <translation>Wedlock's an ill men eagerly embrace.</translation>
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<paragraph>MY Father, whom I mentioned in my first Speculation, and whom I
must always name with Honour and Gratitude, has very frequently
talked to me upon the Subject of Marriage. I was in my younger
Years engaged, partly by his Advice, and partly by my own
Inclinations in the Courtship of a Person who had a great deal of
Beauty, and did not at my first Approaches seem to have any
Aversion to me; but as my natural Taciturnity hindred me from
showing my self to the best Advantage, she by degrees began to look
upon me as a very silly Fellow, and being resolved to regard
Merit more than any Thing else in the Persons who made their
Applications to her, she married a Captain of Dragoons who happened
to be beating up for Recruits in those Parts.
</paragraph>
<paragraph>This unlucky Accident
has given me an Aversion to pretty Fellows ever since, and
discouraged me from trying my Fortune with the Fair Sex. The
Observations which I made in this Conjuncture, and the repeated
Advices which I received at that Time from the good old Man
above-mentioned, have produced the following Essay upon Love and
Marriage.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The pleasantest Part of a Man's Life is generally that
which passes in Courtship, provided his Passion be sincere, and the
Party beloved kind with Discretion. Love, Desire, Hope, all the
pleasing Motions of the Soul rise in the Pursuit.</paragraph>
<paragraph>It is easier for
an artful Man who is not in Love, to persuade his Mistress he has a
Passion for her, and to succeed in his Pursuits, than for one who
loves with the greatest Violence. True Love has ten thousand
Griefs, Impatiences and Resentments, that render a Man unamiable in
the Eyes of the Person whose Affection he sollicits: besides, that
it sinks his Figure, gives him Fears, Apprehensions and Poorness of
Spirit, and often makes him appear ridiculous where he has a mind
to recommend himself.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Those Marriages generally abound most with
Love and Constancy, that are preceded by a long Courtship. The
Passion should strike Root, and gather Strength before Marriage be
grafted on it. A long Course of Hopes and Expectations fixes the
Idea in our Minds, and habituates us to a Fondness of the Person
beloved.</paragraph>
<paragraph>There is Nothing of so great Importance to us, as the good
Qualities of one to whom we join ourselves for Life; they do not
only make our present State agreeable, but often determine our
Happiness to all Eternity. Where the Choice is left to Friends, the
chief Point under Consideration is an Estate: Where the Parties
chuse for themselves, their Thoughts turn most upon the Person.
They have both their Reasons. The first would procure many
Conveniencies and Pleasures of Life to the Party whose Interests
they espouse; and at the same time may hope that the Wealth of
their Friend will turn to their own Credit and Advantage. The
others are preparing for themselves a perpetual Feast. A good
Person does not only raise, but continue Love, and breeds a secret
Pleasure and Complacency in the Beholder, when the first Heats of
Desire are extinguished. It puts the Wife or Husband in Countenance
both among Friends and Strangers, and generally fills the Family
with a healthy and beautiful Race of Children.</paragraph>
<paragraph>I should prefer a
Woman that is agreeable in my own Eye, and not deformed in that of
the World, to a Celebrated Beauty. If you marry one remarkably
beautiful, you must have a violent Passion for her, or you have not
the proper Taste of her Charms; and if you have such a Passion for
her, it is odds but it [would<footnote name="(1)" url="../december_footnotes/footnote261.xml"></footnote>]
be imbittered with Fears and
Jealousies.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Good-Nature and Evenness of Temper will give you an
easie Companion for Life; Virtue and good Sense, an agreeable
Friend; Love and Constancy, a good Wife or Husband. Where we meet
one Person with all these Accomplishments, we find an hundred
without anyone of them. The World, notwithstanding, is more intent
on Trains and Equipages, and all the showy Parts of Life; we love
rather to dazzle the Multitude, than consult our proper
Interest[s]; and, as I have elsewhere observed, it is one of the
most unaccountable Passions of human Nature, that we are at greater
Palls to appear easie and happy to others, than really to make our
selves so. Of all Disparities, that in Humour makes the most
unhappy Marriages, yet scarce enters into our Thoughts at the
contracting of them. Several that are in this Respect unequally
yoked, and uneasie for Life, with a Person of a particular
Character, might have. been pleased and happy with a Person of a
contrary one, notwithstanding they are both perhaps equally
virtuous and laudable in their Kind.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Before Marriage we cannot be
too inquisitive and discerning in the Faults of the Person beloved,
nor after it too dim-sighted and superficial. However perfect and
accomplished the Person appears to you at a Distance, you will find
many Blemishes; and Imperfections in her Humour, upon a more
intimate Acquaintance, which you never discovered or perhaps
suspected. Here therefore Discretion and Good-nature are to shew
their Strength; the first will hinder your Thoughts from dwelling
on what is disagreeable, the other will raise in you all the
Tenderness of Compassion and Humanity, and by degrees soften those
very Imperfections into Beauties.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Marriage enlarges the Scene of
our Happiness and Miseries. A Marriage of Love is pleasant; a
Marriage of Interest easie; and a Marriage, where both meet, happy.
A happy Marriage has in it all the Pleasures of Friendship, all the
Enjoyments of Sense and Reason, and indeed, all the Sweets of Life.
Nothing is a greater Mark of a degenerate and vicious Age, than the
common Ridicule [which<footnote name="(2)" url="../december_footnotes/footnote261.xml"></footnote>]
passes on this State of Life. It is,
indeed, only happy in those who can look down with Scorn or Neglect
on the Impieties of the Times, and tread the Paths of Life together
in a constant uniform Course of Virtue.</paragraph>

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