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<p>Aldgate London 24 Aug<hi rend="superscript">t</hi> 1745<lb/> | |||
My dearest life!</p> | |||
<p>Cou'd my Thoughts, as easily as they are conceiv'd, be committed<lb/> | |||
to paper, you my dearest Creature! who have so large a Share of 'em, had need have<lb/> | |||
no other Employment than reading my Letters for they wo<hi rend="superscript">d</hi>. furnish a Packet every<lb/> | |||
hour, & you wo<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> daily receive Expresses by the Dozen; such possession have you<lb/> | |||
taken of my Mind that nothing can find admittance there but what some<lb/> | |||
way or other relates to your <sic>dearself</sic>; whether I am riding in my Coach<lb/> | |||
or walking in my Garden, wherever I am, or whatever I am doing,<lb/> | |||
I can never forbear thinking how much happier I sho<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> be was I still<lb/> | |||
blessed with your sweet Company, & how forlorn I am for want of it:<lb/> | |||
while I was present with you Time bore me on his rapid Wing, so<lb/> | |||
swiftly did the delightful hours pass on, but no sooner was I gone from<lb/> | |||
you than that Wing became pinion'd & cou<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> no longer fly, or was<lb/> | |||
rather chang'd into leaden Feet, so slowly do the Sluggish Minutes<lb/> | |||
now creep forward — such is the Difference caus'd by mighty Love!<lb/> | |||
which prompts my eager Breast again to <sic>Joyn</sic> itself with your's, in<lb/> | |||
the rapturous Embrace of the most cordial affection - O how hard it<lb/> | |||
is to part from what One entirely loves! how surpassingly great<lb/> | |||
must our Enjoyments be, whose last Moments will be ever sweeter &<lb/> | |||
most perfect Esteem will secure us from our ever knowing Satiety that —<lb/> | |||
necessarily palls the <hi rend="underline">Happiness</hi> of the Animal- unthinking- Part of Mankind</p> | |||
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Aldgate London 24 Augt 1745
My dearest life!
Cou'd my Thoughts, as easily as they are conceiv'd, be committed
to paper, you my dearest Creature! who have so large a Share of 'em, had need have
no other Employment than reading my Letters for they wod. furnish a Packet every
hour, & you wod daily receive Expresses by the Dozen; such possession have you
taken of my Mind that nothing can find admittance there but what some
way or other relates to your dearself; whether I am riding in my Coach
or walking in my Garden, wherever I am, or whatever I am doing,
I can never forbear thinking how much happier I shod be was I still
blessed with your sweet Company, & how forlorn I am for want of it:
while I was present with you Time bore me on his rapid Wing, so
swiftly did the delightful hours pass on, but no sooner was I gone from
you than that Wing became pinion'd & coud no longer fly, or was
rather chang'd into leaden Feet, so slowly do the Sluggish Minutes
now creep forward — such is the Difference caus'd by mighty Love!
which prompts my eager Breast again to Joyn itself with your's, in
the rapturous Embrace of the most cordial affection - O how hard it
is to part from what One entirely loves! how surpassingly great
must our Enjoyments be, whose last Moments will be ever sweeter &
most perfect Esteem will secure us from our ever knowing Satiety that —
necessarily palls the Happiness of the Animal- unthinking- Part of Mankind
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Jeremiah Bentham |
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