The secretary of ladies. Or, A new collection of letters and answers, composed by moderne ladies and gentlewomen, collected by Mounsieur Du Bosque. Translated out of French by I.H.

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The secretary of ladies. Or, A new collection of letters and answers, composed by moderne ladies and gentlewomen, collected by Mounsieur Du Bosque. Translated out of French by I.H.
Author
Du Boscq, Monsieur.
Publication
London :: Printed by Tho. Cotes, for William Hope, and are to be sold at the signe of the Vnicorne in Cornehill neere the Royall Exchange,
1638.
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French letters -- Early works to 1800.
Women -- Early works to 1800.
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"The secretary of ladies. Or, A new collection of letters and answers, composed by moderne ladies and gentlewomen, collected by Mounsieur Du Bosque. Translated out of French by I.H." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A20892.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 2, 2024.

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The XXII. Letter. (Book 22)

She tels her that nothing can keepe her from writing; no, not the feaver it selfe, though violent.

MAdam, imagine the de∣sire I have to receive your Letters by the care I take to send you mine, having a fit of the feaver to suffer, and see∣ing the Post ready to part, I resolved my selfe, spight of my disease, to write to you, you neede not demand if my hand shaked, tis not with feare, but with a shivering cold. In this estate I have not beene carefull to write you a long letter, be∣cause the Post presseth mee on

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the one side, the feaver on the other. I must therefore finish, and put of what I have to tell you, till another time. I am threatned my paine will bee more violent, but it matters not I shall endure it patiently, since tis a labour too praise worthy, which I undergoe, to take oc∣casion to testifie to you, how I am,

Madam,

Your, &c.

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