Reeve, Clara (1729-1807)

The Old English Baron: A Gothic Story

1777, 1780

"[T]he name of Sir Philip Harclay shall be engraven upon my heart, next to my Lord and his family, for ever"

During this speech the tears made themselves channels down Edmund's cheeks; and his two noble auditors, catching the tender infection, wiped their eyes at the conclusion. My dear child, said the Baron, you overcome me by your tenderness and gratitude! I know of no faults you have committed, that I should wish to be rid of you: I thought to do you the best service by promoting you to that of Sir Philip Harclay, who is both able and willing to provide for you; but if you prefer my service to his, I will not part with you. Upon this Edmund kneeled to the Baron; he embraced his knees--My dear Lord! I am, and will be your servant, in preference to any man living; I only ask your permission to live and die in your service. --You see, Sir Philip, said the Baron, how this boy engages the heart; how can I part with him? -- I cannot ask you any more, answered Sir Philip, I see it is impossible; but I esteem you both still higher than ever; the youth for his gratitude, and your Lordship for your noble mind and true generosity; blessings attend you both! --Oh, Sir, said Edmund, pressing the hand of Sir Philip, do not think me ungrateful to you, I will ever remember your goodness, and pray to Heaven to reward it; the name of Sir Philip Harclay shall be engraven upon my heart, next to my Lord and his family, for ever. Sir Philip raised the youth and embraced him, saying, If ever you want a friend, remember me; and depend upon my protection, so long as you continue to deserve it. Edmund bowed low, and withdrew, with his eyes full of tears of sensibility and gratitude. When he was gone, Sir Philip said, I am thinking, that though young Edmund wants not my assistance at present, he may hereafter stand in need of my friendship. I should not wonder if such rare qualities as he possesses, should one day create envy, and raise him enemies; in which case he might come to lose your favour, without any fault of yours or his own. I am obliged to you for the warning, said the Baron, I hope it will be unnecessary; but if ever I part with Edmund, you shall have the refusal of him. I thank your Lordship for all your civilities to me, said the Knight; I leave my best wishes with you and your hopeful family, and I humbly take my leave. --Will you not stay one night in the Castle? returned my Lord; you shall be as welcome a guest as ever. -- I acknowledge your goodness and hospitality, but this house fills me with melancholy recollections; I came hither with a heavy heart, and it will not be lighter while I remain here. I shall always remember your Lordship with the highest respect and esteem; and I pray God to preserve you, and increase your blessings!
(pp. 22-3)

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At least 15 entries in ESTC (1777, 1778, 1780, 1784, 1787, 1789, 1790, 1791, 1794, 1797, 1795, 1799).

See The Old English Baron: A Gothic Story. By Clara Reeve. (London: Printed for Edward and Charles Dilly in the Poultry, 1778). <Link to ESTC>

First published as The Champion of Virtue. A Gothic Story. By the Editor of the Phoenix. a Translation of Barclay’s Argenis. (Colchester: Printed for the author, by W. Kfymer [sic], and sold by him; sold also by G. Robinson, London, 1777). <Link to ESTC>

Text from The Old English Baron: A Gothic Story. By Clara Reeve. 2nd edition (London: Printed for Charles Dilly, 1780). <Link to LION>

03/10/2005