It cannot rob us of the affection we have for each other, or degrade us in our own opinion, or in that of any person, whose opinion we ought to value.' St.Aubert concealed his face with his handkerchief, and was unable to speak; but Emily continued to urge to her father the truths, which himself had impressed upon her mind.
'Besides, my dear sir, poverty cannot deprive us of intellectual delights.

It cannot deprive you of the comfort of affording me examples of fortitude and benevolence; nor me of the delight of consoling a beloved parent.

It cannot deaden our taste for the grand, and the beautiful, or deny us the means of indulging it; for the scenes of nature--those sublime spectacles, so infinitely superior to all artificial luxuries! are open for the enjoyment of the poor, as well as of the rich.

Of what, then, have we to complain, so long as we are not in want of necessaries?
Pleasures, such as wealth cannot buy, will still be ours.

We retain, then, the sublime luxuries of nature, and lose only the frivolous ones of art.' St.Aubert could not reply: he caught Emily to his bosom, their tears flowed together, but--they were not tears of sorrow.