The letters of Charlotte during her connexion with Werter [by sir W.J. James]. |
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... girl , to give me the only confolation in your power - the confolation of your en chanting correfpondence . To you it will afford fome amusement ; to me it will communicate real happi- nefs . Why , you are as abfolutely bu- ried as if ...
... girl , to give me the only confolation in your power - the confolation of your en chanting correfpondence . To you it will afford fome amusement ; to me it will communicate real happi- nefs . Why , you are as abfolutely bu- ried as if ...
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... girl , it is not for want of abilities that they do not cultivate the graces you allude to it is , either because they despise them , or because the poffeffion of them is incompatible with higher attainments . There is a frivolity ...
... girl , it is not for want of abilities that they do not cultivate the graces you allude to it is , either because they despise them , or because the poffeffion of them is incompatible with higher attainments . There is a frivolity ...
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... . Melancholy errand ! -but ' tis the voice of friendship : As if an angel fpoke , I feel the folemn found .-- She is abandoned by her phyficians , and wishes only to fee me . Dear , dear dear girl ! I come , as a dove to [ 26 ]
... . Melancholy errand ! -but ' tis the voice of friendship : As if an angel fpoke , I feel the folemn found .-- She is abandoned by her phyficians , and wishes only to fee me . Dear , dear dear girl ! I come , as a dove to [ 26 ]
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sir Walter James James. dear girl ! I come , as a dove to its wounded mate - O , that I could bear " healing in my wings ! " - Adieu , my Carolina ! -In your prayers remember poor Theresa , the friend of your Charlotte . LETTER VIII . JR ...
sir Walter James James. dear girl ! I come , as a dove to its wounded mate - O , that I could bear " healing in my wings ! " - Adieu , my Carolina ! -In your prayers remember poor Theresa , the friend of your Charlotte . LETTER VIII . JR ...
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... girl awoke , and with an infantile accent , faid , " Is my Charlotte come yet ? " - I took hold of her hand- " Thy Charlotte is here , " I faid , " thy own Charlotte that loves thee " She turned her head , and , raising it a little ...
... girl awoke , and with an infantile accent , faid , " Is my Charlotte come yet ? " - I took hold of her hand- " Thy Charlotte is here , " I faid , " thy own Charlotte that loves thee " She turned her head , and , raising it a little ...
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abfence accompliſhment Adieu againſt Albert almoſt aſked becauſe bert beſt bleffing bofom buſineſs cauſe Charlotte Charlotte's charms converfation dear Carolina dear Charlotte dear girl deareſt defire deftitute diftrefs diſcovered diſeaſe Engliſh eſteem exiſtence eyes faid fame father feel feemed fentiments Ferdinand fhades fhall fhould fighs firſt fituation fmiling fociety fome fometimes foon footh forrow fpirits friendſhip fubject fuch fufferings fuppofe fure fweet happineſs happy harpsichord heart heaven Henry himſelf hope laft letter laſt lotte lover melancholy ment mifery mind moft moſt mufe mufic muft muſt myſelf never obferved Offian ourſelves paffing paffion paſs paſt peace Petrarch philofophic pity pleaſures prefence reafon reaſon refa replied reſemble ſaid ſay ſcenes ſee ſeems ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſteps ſtory taſte tears thee Therefa theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thouſand tion vaglia vifit Walheim Werter whilft whofe whoſe wiſh yourſelf
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