


Among other causes of uneasiness, I dread lest you should imagine, I yield too easily to the barrs that keep us asunder but if you have such an idea you ought to banish it and reproach yourself with injustice. 3 Though the period of our reunion in reality approaches it seems further off. I had hoped the middle would have given us to each other but I now fear it will be the latter end.

I am more and more unhappy and impatient under the hard necessity that keeps me from you, and yet the prospect lengthens as I advance. To drop figure my lovely girl you become dearer to me every moment. I believe in my soul you are an inchantress but I have tried in vain, if not to break, at least, to weaken the charm-you maintain your empire in spite of all my efforts-and after every new one, I make to withdraw myself from my allegiance my partial heart still returns and clings to you with increased attachment. ‘Tis a pretty story indeed that I am to be thus monopolized, by a little nut-brown maid like you-and from a statesman and a soldier metamorphosed into a puny lover. I meet you in every dream-and when I wake I cannot close my eyes again for ruminating on your sweetness. You engross my thoughts too intirely to allow me to think of any thing else-you not only employ my mind all day but you intrude upon my sleep. I have told you, and I told you truly that I love you too much.
