A Series of Genuine Letters Between Henry and Frances, Tom 2For W. Johnston, 1757 |
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... he mounted the Ladder , declared he would not change his present Situation with any Man in the World . I am , my dearest Fanny , B 5 Sincerely your's . LETTER LETTER CLXXXIV . Dear FANNY , IAM , at prefent Henry and Frances . 9.
... he mounted the Ladder , declared he would not change his present Situation with any Man in the World . I am , my dearest Fanny , B 5 Sincerely your's . LETTER LETTER CLXXXIV . Dear FANNY , IAM , at prefent Henry and Frances . 9.
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Richard Griffith. LETTER CLXXXIV . Dear FANNY , IAM , at prefent , fitting in the midst of a large Field of Barley , which I reaped the other Day ; and am taking Care of the Binders and Stackers : There are forty - feven Women , and ...
Richard Griffith. LETTER CLXXXIV . Dear FANNY , IAM , at prefent , fitting in the midst of a large Field of Barley , which I reaped the other Day ; and am taking Care of the Binders and Stackers : There are forty - feven Women , and ...
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Richard Griffith. LETTER You CLXXXV . U fpeak too humbly , my dear Fanny , about your Perfon : It is , to my Liking , amiable ; and no Comparison can render it otherwise to me , but that of your Understand- ing : And , though Age , or ...
Richard Griffith. LETTER You CLXXXV . U fpeak too humbly , my dear Fanny , about your Perfon : It is , to my Liking , amiable ; and no Comparison can render it otherwise to me , but that of your Understand- ing : And , though Age , or ...
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... fans Interruption ? I can no longer withstand the Riot round me ; but , though they force my Hand away , my Heart is unalterably your's . Frances . LETTER LETTER CLXXXVII . Dear FANNY , S the Poft for Henry and Frances : 19.
... fans Interruption ? I can no longer withstand the Riot round me ; but , though they force my Hand away , my Heart is unalterably your's . Frances . LETTER LETTER CLXXXVII . Dear FANNY , S the Poft for Henry and Frances : 19.
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Richard Griffith. LETTER CLXXXVII . Dear FANNY , S the Poft for this Day is not come in , A si I do not know yet , whether you leave Town To - morrow or no ; therefore I fhall write to you , because I would not fpare myself any Trouble ...
Richard Griffith. LETTER CLXXXVII . Dear FANNY , S the Poft for this Day is not come in , A si I do not know yet , whether you leave Town To - morrow or no ; therefore I fhall write to you , because I would not fpare myself any Trouble ...
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Abfence Adieu affure againſt almoſt Amuſement anſwer becauſe beft Belvidere beſt Bleffing Blifs charming Chriftian Confequence confider Converfation Courſe Dear FANNY dear Harry dearest defire Diſappointment divine Effay Epiftle eternal Exercife Expreffion fafe faid fame fecond feems fenfible fhall fhew fhort fhould fince fincerely firft firſt fome fometimes fpeak FRANCES to HENRY Friendſhip ftill fuch fuffer fufficient fure give Happineſs happy Heart higheſt himſelf hope human Inftance itſelf juft Juftice juſt laft laft Letter laſt leaft leaſt lefs Love Mifery Mind moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Nature never Number obferve Occafion ourſelves Paffage Paffion pafs Pain Perfon perhaps Philofophy pleafed pleaſed Pleaſure Pliny Poft prefent Puniſhments Reaſon reft Regard render ſay Senfe Senſe Sentiments ſhall Soul ſpeak Spirits Subject ſuch Tenderneſs thee thefe themſelves theſe Thing thofe thoſe thou Thoughts Underſtanding uneafy Uſe Virtue Weakneſs wifh Wiſh worfe write your's yourſelf
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