| 1783 - 402 pages
...melancholy, my love. Flo. ' I think I've reafon—You promis'd to carry me « to a doftor that mould cure me of my fears. But, on • the contrary, I find...loft my uncle's favour, and have now no friend but you——ShouVl you hereafter eftrange your heart from me, I am wretched indeed—' ReflecVon what... | |
| 1792 - 406 pages
...melancholy, my love. Flo, ' I think I've reafon— You promis'd to carry mev 1 to a doftor that (hould cure me of my fears ; but, on ' the contrary, I find...nothing more than the dread of your inconftancy.' Ihave for ever loft my uncle's favour, and have now nofriend but you— —Should you hereafter eftrange... | |
| 1794 - 274 pages
...melancholy, my love. Flo. ' I think I've reason — You promis'd to carry ' me to a doctor that should cure me of my fears. ' But, on the contrary, I find that the malady in' creases ; and in nothing more than the dread of your inconstancy.' I have for ever lost my uncle's... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1809 - 382 pages
...the malady increases; and in nothing more than the dread of your inconstancy. I have for ever lost my uncle's favour, and have now no friend but you -Shou'd you hereafter esl range your heart from me, I am wretched indeed—- Reflect on what I've said, excuse my suspicions... | |
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