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<title>The Spectator 231</title>
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  <number>no. 231</number>
  <date>1711-11-24</date>
  <author>Joseph Addison</author>
  <quotation>0 Pudor! O Pietas!-------Mart.</quotation>
  <translation>Mart. viii. 78.</translation>
  <translation>O modesty! O piety!</translation>
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<paragraph>LOOKING over the Letters which I have lately
received from my Correspondents, I met with the following one,
which is Wfitten with such a Spirit of Politeness, that I could not
but be very much pleased with it my self, and question not but it
wlll be as acceptable to the Reader.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,<footnote name="(1)" url="../november_footnotes/footnote231.xml"></footnote></paragraph>
<paragraph>You, who are no Stranger to Publick Assemblies, cannot but have observed the
Awe they often strike on such as are obliged to exert any Talent
before them. This is a sort of elegant Distress, to which ingenuous
Minds are the most liable, and may therefore deserve some remarks
in your Paper. Many a brave Fellow, who has put his Enemy to Flight
in the Field, has been in the utmost Disorder upon making a Speech
before a Body of his Friends at home: One would think there was
some kind of Fascination in the Eyes of a large Circle of People,
when darting altogether upon one Person. I have I seen a new Actor
in a Tragedy so bound up by it as to be scarce able to speak or
move, and have expected he would have died above three Acts before
the Dagger or Cup of Poison were brought in. It would not be amiss,
if such an one were at first introduced as a Ghost or a Statue,
till he recovered his Spirits, and grew fit for some living Part.</paragraph>
<paragraph>As this sudden Desertion of one's self shews a Diffidence, which is
not displeasing, it implies at the same time the greatest Respect
to an Audience that can be. It is a sort of mute Eloquence, which
pleads for their Favour much better than Words could do; and we
find their Generosity naturally moved to support those who are in
so much Perplexity to entertain them. I was extremely pleased with
a late Instance of this Kind at the Opera of <italic>Almahide,</italic> in the
Encouragement given to a young Singer,<footnote name="(2)" url="../november_footnotes/footnote231.xml"></footnote> whose more than ordinary
Concern on her first Appearance, recommended her no less than her
agreeable Voice, and just Performance. Meer Bashfulness without
Merit is awkward; and Merit without Modesty, insolent. But modest
Merit has a double Claim to Acceptance, and generally meets with as
many Patrons as Beholders.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>I am, &#38;c.</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph>It is impossible that a
Person should exert himself to Advantage in an Assembly, whether it
be his Part either to sing or speak, who lies under too great
Oppressions of Modesty. I remember, upon talking with a Friend of
mine concerning the Force of Pronunciation, our Discourse led us
into the Enumeration of the several Organs of Speech which an
Orator ought to have in Perfection, as the Tongue, the Teeth [the
Lips,] the Nose, the Palate, and the Wind-pipe. Upon which, says my
Friend, you have omitted the most material Organ of them all, and
that is the Forehead.</paragraph>
<paragraph>But notwithstanding an Excess of Modesty
obstructs the Tongue, and renders it unfit for its Offices, a due
Proportion of it is thought so requisite to an Orator, that
Rhetoricians have recommended it to their Disciples as a Particular
in their Art. <italic>Cicero</italic> tells us that he never liked an Orator who did
not appear in some little Confusion at the Beginning of his Speech,
and confesses that he himself never entered upon an Oration without
Trembling and Concern. It is indeed a kind of Deference which is
due to a great Assembly, and seldom fails to raise a Benevolence in
the Audience towards the Person who speaks, My Correspondent has
taken notice that the bravest Men often appear timorous on these
Occasions, as indeed we may observe, that there is generally no
Creature more impudent than a Coward.</paragraph>
<quotation><italic>-------Lingu&#226; melior, sed frigida bello</italic></quotation>
<quotation><italic>Dextera-----</italic></quotation>
<paragraph>A bold Tongue and a feeble
Arm are the Qualifications of <italic>Drances</italic> in <italic>Virgil,</italic> as <italic>Homer,</italic> to
express a Man both timorous and sawcy, makes use of a kind of
Point, which is very rarely to be met with in his Writings; namely,
that he had the Eyes of a Dog, but the Heart of a Deer.<footnote name="(3)" url="../november_footnotes/footnote231.xml"></footnote></paragraph>
<paragraph>A just and reasonable Modesty does not only recommend Eloquence, but sets
off every great Talent which a Man can be possessed of. It
heightens all the Virtues which it accompanies like the Shades in
Paintings, it raises and rounds every Figure, and makes the Colours
more beautiful, though not so glaring as they would be without it.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Modesty is not only an Ornament, but also a Guard to Virtue. It is
a kind of quick and delicate <italic>Feeling</italic> in the Soul, which makes her
shrink and withdraw her self from every thing that has Danger in
it. It is such an exquisite Sensibility, as warns her to shun the
first Appearance of every thing which is hurtful.</paragraph>
<paragraph>I cannot at present recollect either the Place or Time of what I am going to
mention; but I have read somewhere in the History of Ancient
<italic>Greece,</italic> that the Women of the Country were seized with an
unaccountable Melancholy, which disposed several of them to make
away with themselves. The Senate, after having tried many
Expedients to prevent this Self-Murder, which was so frequent among
them, published an Edict, That if any Woman whatever should lay
violent Hands upon her self, her Corps should be exposed naked in
the Street, and dragged about the City in the most publick Manner.
This Edict immediately put a Stop to the Practice which was before
so common. We may see in this Instance the Strength of Female
Modesty, which was able to overcome the Violence even of Madness
and Despair. The Fear of Shame in the Fair Sex, was in those Days
more prevalent than that of Death.</paragraph>
<paragraph>If Modesty has so great an
Influence over our Actions and is in many Cases so impregnable a
Fence to Virtue; what can more undermine Morality than that
Politeness which reigns among the unthinking Part of Mankind, and
treats as unfashionable the most ingenuous Part of our Behaviour;
which recommends Impudence as good Breeding, and keeps a Man always
in Countenance, not because he is Innocent, but because he is
Shameless?</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Seneca</italic> thought Modesty so great a Check to Vice, that he
prescribes to us the Practice of it in Secret, and advises us to
raise it in ourselves upon imaginary Occasions, when such as are
real do not offer themselves; for this is the Meaning of his
Precept, that when we are by ourselves, and in our greatest
Solitudes, we should fancy that <italic>Cato</italic> stands before us, and sees
everything we do. In short, if you banish Modesty out of the World,
she carries away with her half the Virtue that is in it.</paragraph>
<paragraph>After these Reflections on Modesty, as it is a Virtue; I must observe,
that there is a vicious Modesty, which justly deserves to be
ridiculed, and which those Persons very often discover, who value
themselves most upon a well-bred Confidence. This happens when a
Man is ashamed to act up to his Reason, and would not upon any
Consideration be surprized in the Practice of those Duties, for the
Performance of which he was sent into the World. Many an impudent
Libertine would blush to be caught in a serious Discourse, and
would scarce be able to show his Head, after having disclosed a
religious Thought. Decency of Behaviour, all outward Show of
Virtue, and Abhorrence of Vice, are carefully avoided by this Set
of Shame-faced People, as what would disparage their Gayety of
Temper, and infallibly bring them to Dishonour. This is such a
Poorness of Spirit, such a despicable Cowardice, such a degenerate
abject State of Mind, as one would think Human Nature incapable of,
did we not meet with frequent Instances of it in ordinary
Conversation.</paragraph>
<paragraph>There is another Kind of vicious Modesty which makes
a Man ashamed of his Person, his Birth, his Profession, his
Poverty, or the like Misfortunes, which it was not in his Choice to
prevent, and is not in his Power to rectify. If a Man appears
ridiculous by any of the afore-mentioned Circumstances, he becomes
much more so by being out of Countenance for them. They should
rather give him Occasion to exert a noble Spirit, and to palliate
those Imperfections which are not in his Power, by those
Perfections which are; or to use a very witty Allusion of an
eminent Author, he should imitate <italic>C&#230;sar,</italic> who, because his Head was
bald, cover'd that Defect with Laurels.</paragraph>
<paragraph>C.</paragraph>

<paragraph>1. This letter is by John Hughes.</paragraph>
<paragraph>2. Mrs. Barbier.</paragraph>
<paragraph>3. Iliad, I. 225.</paragraph>
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