a sullen, a covetous, or a silly husband, has not spoken one word of a jealous husband. Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves. Now, because our inward passions and inclinations can never make themselves visible, it is impossible for a jealous man to be thoroughly cured of his suspicions. His thoughts hang at best in a state of doubtfulness and uncertainty; and are never capable of receiving any satisfaction on the advantageous side; so that his inquiries are most successful when they discover nothing. His pleasure arises from his disappointments, and his life is spent in pursuit of a secret that destroys his happiness if he chance to find it. An ardent love is always a strong ingredient in this passion; for the same affection which stirs up the jealous man's desires, and gives the party 1 In 1864 the late Mr. Dykes Campbell published at Glasgow 250 copies of a pamphlet, Some Portions of Essays contributed to the Spectator by Mr. Joseph Addison. Now first printed from his MS. Note-Book.' The MS. was an old octavo volume bought from a bookseller's catalogue in 1858, and believed to have come from Bilton Hall. The opening leaves are wanting, but thirty-one leaves remain, containing an early draft of essays on the Imagination (Nos. 411-421), on Jealousy (Nos. 170, 171), and on Fame (Nos. 255, 256). The text, on the right-hand side of the book, is in a beautiful print-like hand,' which Sir F. Madden thought -probably erroneously-might be Addison's, and on the reverse side there are additions which are certainly in Addison's writing. There are also occasional passages in a third hand, which form part of the essays as finally printed. When Mr. Dykes Campbell announced his discovery one or two papers questioned the genuineness of the MS.; but the most experienced judges felt no doubt, and after enjoying an opportunity-thanks to the courtesy of its present owner, Mr. Yeo Bruton-of examining the book, I am satisfied that we have here drafts of the papers afterwards used in the Spectator, with additions and corrections in Addison's own beloved so beautiful a figure in his imagination, makes him believe she kindles the same passion in others, and appears as amiable to all beholders. And as jealousy thus arises from an extraordinary love, it is of so delicate a nature that it scorns to take up with anything less than an equal return of love. Not the warmest expressions of affection, the softest and most tender hypocrisy, are able to give any satisfaction, where we are not persuaded that the affection is real and the satisfaction mutual. For the jealous man wishes himself a kind of deity to the person he loves. He would be the only pleasure of her senses, the employment of her thoughts; and is angry at everything she admires, or takes delight in, besides himself. Phædria's request to his mistress, upon his leaving her for three days, is inimitably beautiful and natural : Cum milite isto præsens, absens ut sies: Meus fac sis postremo animus, quando ego sum tuus. -TER., Eun.1 The jealous man's disease is of so malignant a nature, that it converts all he takes into its own hand. I cannot suggest who copied out the main body of the MS., nor whose is the third writing already mentioned; but I found a passage (not noticed by Mr. Dykes Campbell) which I believe to be in Steele's writing (see facsimile in my Life of Steele,' i. 321). The MS. contains few variations in No. 170. Addison wrote, but obliterated, Ovid's words, 'Credula res amor est,' and added the lines from Terence. The closing words in the MS. are, 'as is [very well worth ye separating, & will prove very considerable to her yt ha's art and inclination to recover it from its alloy.' 1 Act i. sc. 2. nourishment. A cool behaviour sets him on the rack, and is interpreted as an instance of aversion or indifference; a fond one raises his suspicions, and looks too much like dissimulation and artifice. If the person he loves be cheerful, her thoughts must be employed on another; and if sad, she is certainly thinking on himself. In short, there is no word or gesture so insignificant but it gives him new hints, feeds his suspicions, and furnishes him with fresh matters of discovery: so that if we consider the effects of this passion, one would rather think it proceeded from an inveterate hatred than an excessive love; for certainly none can meet with more disquietude and uneasiness than a suspected wife, if we except the jealous husband. But the great unhappiness of this passion is, that it naturally tends to alienate the affection which it is solicitous to engross; and that for these two reasons, because it lays too great a constraint on the words and actions of the suspected person, and at the same time shows you have no honourable opinion of her; both of which are strong motives to aversion. Nor is this the worst effect of jealousy; for it often draws after it a more fatal train of consequences, and makes the person you suspect guilty of the very crimes you are so much afraid of. It is very natural for such who are treated ill and upbraided falsely, to find out an intimate friend that will hear their complaints, condole their sufferings, and endeavour to soothe and assuage their secret resentments. Besides, jealousy puts a woman often in mind of an ill thing that she would not otherwise perhaps have thought of, and fills her imagination with such an unlucky idea, as in time grows familiar, excites desire, and loses all the shame and horror which might at first attend it. Nor is it a wonder, if she who suffers wrongfully in a man's opinion of her, and has therefore nothing to forfeit in his esteem, resolves to give him reason for his suspicions, and to enjoy the pleasure of the crime since she must undergo the ignominy. Such probably were the considerations that directed the wise man in his advice to husbands: Be not jealous over the wife of thy bosom, and teach her not an evil lesson against thyself' (Ecclus.).1 And here, among the other torments which this passion produces, we may usually observe that none are greater mourners than jealous men, when the person who provoked their jealousy is taken from them. Then it is that their love breaks out furiously, and throws off all the mixtures of suspicion which choked and smothered it before. The beautiful parts of the character rise uppermost in the jealous husband's memory, and upbraid him with the ill-usage of so divine a creature as was once in his possession; whilst all the little imperfections that were before so uneasy to him wear off from his remembrance, and show themselves no more. 2 We may see, by what has been said, that jealousy takes the deepest root in men of amorous dispositions; and of these we may find three kinds who are most overrun with it. The first are those who are conscious to themselves of any infirmity, whether it be weakness, old age, deformity, ignorance, or the like. These men are so well acquainted with the unamiable part of themselves, that they have not the confidence to think they are really beloved; and are so distrustful of their own merits, that all fondness towards them 2 Formerly' (folio). 1 Chap. ix. ver. 1. puts them out of countenance, and looks like a jest upon their persons. They grow suspicious on their first looking in a glass, and are stung with jealousy at the sight of a wrinkle. A handsome fellow immediately alarms them, and everything that looks young or gay turns their thoughts upon their wives. A second sort of men, who are most liable to this passion, are those of cunning, wary, and distrustful tempers. It is a fault very justly found in histories composed by politicians, that they leave nothing to chance or humour, but are still for deriving every action from some plot and contrivance, for drawing up a perpetual scheme of causes and events, and preserving a constant correspondence between the camp and the council-table. And thus it happens in the affairs of love with men of too refined a thought. They put a construction on a look, and find out a design in a smile; they give new senses and significations to words and actions; and are ever tormenting themselves with fancies of their own raising: they generally act in a disguise themselves, and therefore mistake all outward shows and appearances for hypocrisy in others; so that I believe no men see less of the truth and reality of things, than these great refiners upon incidents, who are so wonderfully subtle and overwise in their conceptions. Now what these men fancy they know of women by reflection, your lewd and vicious men believe they have learned by experience. They have seen the poor husband so misled by tricks and artifices, and in the midst of his inquiries so lost and bewildered in a crooked intrigue, that they still suspect an underplot in every female action: and especially where they see any resemblance in the behaviour of two persons, are apt to fancy it proceeds from the |