Anna St. Ives by Thomas Holcroft
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Yet she is very kind to me, and so kind that I have lately been
betrayed into hopes too flattering, too ecstatic to be true. Oh! Should she ever think of me! Were it only possible she ever should be mine!--The pleasure is too exquisite! It is insupportable!--Let me gaze and wonder at humble distance, in silence and in awe!--Do not call me abject--Yet, if I am so, do; tell me all that ought to be told. It is not before her rank that I bend and sink. Being for being I am her equal: but who is her equal in virtue?--Heavens! What a smile did she bestow on me, when I took the money I mentioned to thee! It has sunken deep, deep in my heart! Never can it be forgotten! Never! Never! Peace be with thee. F. HENLEY LETTER XII _Anna Wenbourne St. Ives to Louisa Clifton_ _London, Grosvenor-Street_ Must I be silent? Must I not tell my Louisa how infinitely her candor and justice delight me? With the voice of a warning angel she bids me enquire, examine my heart, and resolve. I think I have resolved; and from reasons which I believe are not to be overcome. Yet I will confess my opinion, strong as it is, receives violent attacks; as, Louisa, you will be convinced, when you have read the whole of this letter. |
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