Letter 17
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17931793

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Author : Mary Wollstonecraft

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Tuesday Morning [Paris, Feb. 1794].

I seize this opportunity to inform you, that I am to set out on Thursday
with Mr. ——, and hope to tell you soon (on your lips) how glad I shall
be to see you. I have just got my passport, for I do not foresee any
impediment to my reaching Havre, to bid you good-night next Friday in my
new apartment—where I am to meet you and love, in spite of care, to smile
me to sleep—for I have not caught much rest since we parted.

You have, by your tenderness and worth, twisted yourself more artfully
round my heart, than I supposed possible.—Let me indulge the thought,
that I have thrown out some tendrils to cling to the elm by which I wish
to be supported.—This is talking a new language for me!—But, knowing
that I am not a parasite-plant, I am willing to receive the proofs of
affection, that every pulse replies to, when I think of being once more in
the same house with you. God bless you!

Yours trulyMary.Wednesday Morning [Paris, Feb. 1794].

I only send this as an avant-coureur, without jack-boots, to tell you,
that I am again on the wing, and hope to be with you a few hours after you
receive it. I shall find you well, and composed, I am sure; or, more
properly speaking, cheerful.—What is the reason that my spirits are not
as manageable as yours? Yet, now I think of it, I will not allow that your
temper is even, though I have promised myself, in order to obtain my own
forgiveness, that I will not ruffle it for a long, long time—I am afraid
to say never.

Farewell for a moment!—Do not forget that I am driving towards you in
person! My mind, unfettered, has flown to you long since, or rather has
never left you.

I am well, and have no apprehension that I shall find the journey too
fatiguing, when I follow the lead of my heart.—With my face turned to
Havre my spirits will not sink—and my mind has always hitherto enabled my
body to do whatever I wished.

Yours affectionately,Mary.


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     Letter 17 -- Publication : November 30, 1792

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