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- Frontmatter
- CONTENTS
- Acknowledgements
- Introduction
- Select Bibliography
- Note on the Texts
- Marie Jeanne Riccoboni, Letters from Juliet Lady Catesby, to her Friend Lady Henrietta Campley, trans. Frances Brooke
- LETTER I
- LETTER II
- LETTER III
- LETTER IV
- LETTER V
- LETTER VI
- LETTER VII
- LETTER VIII
- LETTER IX
- LETTER X
- LETTER XI
- LETTER XII
- LETTER XIII
- LETTER XIV
- LETTER XV
- LETTER XVI
- LETTER XVII
- LETTER XVIII
- LETTER XIX
- LETTER XX
- LETTER XXI
- LETTER XXII
- LETTER XXIII
- LETTER XXIV
- LETTER XXV
- LETTER XXVI
- LETTER XXVII
- LETTER XXVIII
- LETTER XXIX
- LETTER XXX
- LETTER XXXI
- LETTER XXXII
- LETTER XXXIII
- LETTER XXXIV
- LETTER XXXV
- LETTER XXXVI
- LETTER XXXVII
- LETTER XXXVIII
- LETTER XXXIX
- Françoise de Graffigny, The Peruvian Letters, trans. Miss R. Roberts
- PREFACE
- LETTER I
- LETTER II
- LETTER III
- LETTER IV
- LETTER V
- LETTER VI
- LETTER VII
- LETTER VIII
- LETTER IX
- LETTER X
- LETTER XI
- LETTER XII
- LETTER XIII
- LETTER XIV
- LETTER XV
- LETTER XVI
- LETTER XVII
- LETTER XVIII
- LETTER XIX
- LETTER XX
- LETTER XXI
- LETTER XXII
- LETTER XXIII
- LETTER XXIV
- LETTER XXV
- LETTER XXVI
- LETTER XXVII
- LETTER XXVIII
- LETTER XXIX
- LETTER XXX
- LETTER XXXI
- LETTER XXXII
- LETTER XXXIII
- LETTER XXXIV
- LETTER XXXV
- LETTER XXXVI
- LETTER XXXVII
- LETTER XXXVIII, and last
- Volume II
- LETTER XXXIX
- LETTER XL
- LETTER XLI
- LETTER XLII
- LETTER XLIII
- LETTER XLIV
- LETTER XLV
- LETTER XLVI
- LETTER XLVII
- LETTER XLVIII
- LETTER XLIX
- LETTER L
- LETTER LI
- LETTER LII
- LETTER LIII
- LETTER LIV
- LETTER LV
- LETTER LVI
- LETTER LVII
- LETTER LVIII
- LETTER LIX
- LETTER LX
- LETTER LXI
- LETTER LXII
- LETTER LXIII
- LETTER LXIV
- LETTER LXV
- LETTER LXVI
- LETTER LXVII
- Editorial Notes
- Textual Variants
- Silent Corrections
LETTER XII
- Frontmatter
- CONTENTS
- Acknowledgements
- Introduction
- Select Bibliography
- Note on the Texts
- Marie Jeanne Riccoboni, Letters from Juliet Lady Catesby, to her Friend Lady Henrietta Campley, trans. Frances Brooke
- LETTER I
- LETTER II
- LETTER III
- LETTER IV
- LETTER V
- LETTER VI
- LETTER VII
- LETTER VIII
- LETTER IX
- LETTER X
- LETTER XI
- LETTER XII
- LETTER XIII
- LETTER XIV
- LETTER XV
- LETTER XVI
- LETTER XVII
- LETTER XVIII
- LETTER XIX
- LETTER XX
- LETTER XXI
- LETTER XXII
- LETTER XXIII
- LETTER XXIV
- LETTER XXV
- LETTER XXVI
- LETTER XXVII
- LETTER XXVIII
- LETTER XXIX
- LETTER XXX
- LETTER XXXI
- LETTER XXXII
- LETTER XXXIII
- LETTER XXXIV
- LETTER XXXV
- LETTER XXXVI
- LETTER XXXVII
- LETTER XXXVIII
- LETTER XXXIX
- Françoise de Graffigny, The Peruvian Letters, trans. Miss R. Roberts
- PREFACE
- LETTER I
- LETTER II
- LETTER III
- LETTER IV
- LETTER V
- LETTER VI
- LETTER VII
- LETTER VIII
- LETTER IX
- LETTER X
- LETTER XI
- LETTER XII
- LETTER XIII
- LETTER XIV
- LETTER XV
- LETTER XVI
- LETTER XVII
- LETTER XVIII
- LETTER XIX
- LETTER XX
- LETTER XXI
- LETTER XXII
- LETTER XXIII
- LETTER XXIV
- LETTER XXV
- LETTER XXVI
- LETTER XXVII
- LETTER XXVIII
- LETTER XXIX
- LETTER XXX
- LETTER XXXI
- LETTER XXXII
- LETTER XXXIII
- LETTER XXXIV
- LETTER XXXV
- LETTER XXXVI
- LETTER XXXVII
- LETTER XXXVIII, and last
- Volume II
- LETTER XXXIX
- LETTER XL
- LETTER XLI
- LETTER XLII
- LETTER XLIII
- LETTER XLIV
- LETTER XLV
- LETTER XLVI
- LETTER XLVII
- LETTER XLVIII
- LETTER XLIX
- LETTER L
- LETTER LI
- LETTER LII
- LETTER LIII
- LETTER LIV
- LETTER LV
- LETTER LVI
- LETTER LVII
- LETTER LVIII
- LETTER LIX
- LETTER LX
- LETTER LXI
- LETTER LXII
- LETTER LXIII
- LETTER LXIV
- LETTER LXV
- LETTER LXVI
- LETTER LXVII
- Editorial Notes
- Textual Variants
- Silent Corrections
Summary
Saturday, Winchester.
I am weary to death of this place, my dear. How do I already regret your closet, my own, the sweetness of those conversations which an unbounded confidence rendered so animated, those simple amusements, those hours so usefully past in reading. If chagrin sometimes broke in upon our tranquillity, at least coldness never found a place in our hearts: One seems free here, and yet constraint is hid under that seeming liberty: Every one has the freedom of doing what he will, but not of speaking what he thinks. How little satisfaction does the great world, that brilliant society, called good company, give to those who examine it attentively! It is neither taste nor the heart, nor even the hope of pleasure, which draws together these fantastical beings, born to possess much, to desire more, and to enjoy nothing. They seek each other, without being impelled by affection; they meet without being pleased, and part without regret. What is it then, which unites them? Equality of rank, and of fortune, custom, weariness of themselves; that necessity of dissipation, which they feel perpetually, and which seems attached to greatness, riches, and splendor; in short, to all those goods, which Heaven has not equally distributed to all its creatures.
What bonds, my dear, and what friends for a heart like mine! Little accustomed to disguise my sentiments, what pleasure can I find amongst those to whom I cannot avow them, without reserve? One must be in a very happy situation to amuse oneself with those, for whom one has no tenderness; but I am too full of reflection: I weary you, perhaps. Adieu! in whatever humour I am, I love you always; yes, with all my heart.
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- Translations and ContinuationsRiccoboni and Brooke, Graffigny and Roberts, pp. 15Publisher: Pickering & ChattoFirst published in: 2014