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Liber Amoris, or, the New Pygmalion by William Hazlitt
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S. You know it is not in your power to take me so.

H. But it soon may: and if you would consent to bear me company, I
would swear never to think of an Italian woman while I am abroad, nor of
an English one after I return home. Thou art to me more than thy whole
sex.

S. I require no such sacrifices.

H. Is that what you thought I meant by SACRIFICES last night? But
sacrifices are no sacrifices when they are repaid a thousand fold.

S. I have no way of doing it.

H. You have not the will.--

S. I must go now.

H. Stay, and hear me a little. I shall soon be where I can no more
hear thy voice, far distant from her I love, to see what change of
climate and bright skies will do for a sad heart. I shall perhaps see
thee no more, but I shall still think of thee the same as ever--I shall
say to myself, "Where is she now?--what is she doing?" But I shall
hardly wish you to think of me, unless you could do so more favourably
than I am afraid you will. Ah! dearest creature, I shall be "far
distant from you," as you once said of another, but you will not think
of me as of him, "with the sincerest affection." The smallest share of
thy tenderness would make me blest; but couldst thou ever love me as
thou didst him, I should feel like a God! My face would change to a
different expression: my whole form would undergo alteration. I was
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