- My Brother And Myself, Two
Poor Exposed And Wretched Foundlings, What But His Bounty Rear'd Us To
What We Are?
- Hard fate!
- Unlucky passion that drives me from his
presence and protection.
Yet, would she say again, if he has indeed subdued that passion; - if he
resolves to think of me as before he entertained it; if I were certain
he would receive me as a child, how great would be, the blessing!
This confederation had so much effect on her, that she was half
determined to comply with the advertisement; but when she remembered to
have read that where love is sincere and violent, it requires a length
of time to be erased, and that those possessed of it are incapable of
knowing even their own strength, and, as he had said to her himself,
that there was no answering for the consequences, she grew instantly
of another mind, and thought that putting herself again into the power
of such a passion was running too great a hazard.
The continual agitations of her mind, joined to want of air, a quite
different way of life, and perhaps fitting more closely to work than she
had been accustomed, threw her at length into a kind of languishing
indisposition, which, tho' it did not confine her to her bed, occasioned
a loss of appetite, and frequent faintings, which were very alarming to
her. Mrs. C - - ge was extremely concerned to observe this change in her,
and would have the opinion of her own physician, who said that she had
symptoms of an approaching consumption, and that it was absolutely
necessary she should be removed into the country for some time.
Enter page number
PreviousNext
Page 42 of 369
Words from 11275 to 11553
of 102800
