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lunes, 19 de mayo de 2014

Second Letter

When Mr. Lovelace returned into the country, he thought fit to visit my father and mother; hoping to be allowed to keep up an acquaintance and friendship with a family which he should always respect. And then unhappily, as I may say, was I at home and present.
It was immediately observed, that his attention was fixed on me.
My aunt Hervey was there; and was pleased to say, we should make the finest couple in England.
My mother declared, that her only dislike of his alliance with either daughter, was on account of his reputed faulty morals.
My father indeed, after a long silence, said that he had a letter from his son, on his hearing of Mr. Lovelace's visits to his daughter Arabella; which he had not showed to any body but my mother; that in this letter he expressed great dislike to an alliance with Mr. Lovelace on the score of his immoralities: that he knew, indeed, there was an old feeling of resentment between them; but that, being desirous to prevent all occasions of disunion and animosity in his family, he would suspend the declaration of his own mind till his son arrived, and till he had heard his further objections. He added that he had heard that he was a very extravagant man; that he had contracted debts in his travels.

martes, 14 de enero de 2014

No Friends

Archangel, 28thMarch, 17—

To Mrs. Saville, England
How slowly the time passes here, accompanied by frost and snow! Yet a second step is taken towards my enterprise. I have hired a vessel and am occupied in collecting my sailors; those whom I have already engaged appear to be men on whom I can depend and are certainly possessed of intrepid courage.
But I have one want which I have never yet been able to satisfy, and the absence of the object of which I now feel as a most severe evil, I have no friend, Margaret: when I am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavour to sustain me in depression. I shall commit my thoughts to paper, it is true; but that is a poor medium for the communication of feeling …