The Correspondence of Samuel Richardson ...: Selected from the Original Manuscripts, Bequeathed by Him to His Family, to which are Prefixed, a Biographical Account of that Author, and Observations on His Writings, Volume 3R. Phillips, 1804 |
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Page 146 - Klopstock's letters as in me. I perceived it likewise, but I would not believe it. At the last Klopstock said plainly that he loved ; and I startled as for a wrong thing. I answered that it was no love but friendship, as it was, what I felt for him ; we had not seen one another enough to love (as if love must have...
Page 39 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Page 154 - Have not you guessed that I, summing up all my happinesses, and not speaking of children, had none? Yes, Sir, this has been my only wish ungratified for these four years. I have been more than once unhappy with disappointments; but yet, thanks, thanks to GOD, I am in full hope to be mother in the month of November. The little preparations for my child and child-bed (and they are so dear to me !) have taken so much time, that I could not answer your letter, nor give you the promised scenes of the...
Page 137 - Hohorst?) and then I was only the single young girl. You have since written the manly Clarissa, without my prayer : oh you have done it, to the great joy and thanks of all your happy readers! Now you can write no more, you must write the history of an Angel.
Page 149 - I, being the person that knows the most of that which is not yet published; being always present at the birth of the young verses, which begin always by fragments here and there, of a subject of which his soul is just then filled. He has many great fragments of the whole work ready. You may think that persons who love as we do, have no need of two apartments ; we are always in the same. I, with my little work, still — still — only regarding sometimes my husband's sweet face, which is so venerable...
Page 152 - I could fulfil your request of bringing you acquainted with so many good people as you think of. Though I love my friends dearly, and though they are good, I have however much to pardon, except in the single Klopstock alone. He is good, really good, good at the bottom, in all his actions, in all the foldings of his heart.
Page 154 - I not being able to travel yet, my husband has been obliged to make a little voyage alone to Copenhagen. He is yet absent - a cloud over my happiness! He will soon return... But what does that help? he is yet equally absent! We write to each other every post. . . But what are letters to presence? - But I will speak no more of this little cloud; I will only tell my happiness! But I cannot tell how I rejoice!
Page 183 - Love various minds does variously inspire; It stirs in gentle bosoms gentle fire, Like that of incense on the altar laid; But raging flames tempestuous souls invade: A fire which every windy passion blows, With pride it mounts, or with revenge it glows.
Page 145 - I railed at them again, and said that they must have a very friendshipless heart, if they had no idea of friendship to a man as well as to a woman. Thus it continued eight months, in which time my friends found as much love in Klopstock's letters as in me. I perceived...
Page 150 - ... of devotion and all the sublimity of the subject. My husband reading me his young verses and suffering my criticisms. Ten books are published, which I think probably the middle of the whole. I will, as soon as I can, translate you the arguments of these ten books, and what besides I think of them. The verses of the poem are without rhymes, and are hexameters, which sort of verses my husband has been the first to introduce in our language ; we beeing still closely attached to rhymes and iambics.