LETTER V.
THE Account of so great a Man's Death as Mr. Tal∣mash (in the middle of all his Enterprizes, when Fortune seem'd to promise him much greener Lawrels than he had yet ga∣ther'd) has so added to my Me∣lancholy,
Letters writen [sic] by Mrs. Manley to which is added a letter from a supposed nun in Portugal to a gentleman in France, in imitation of the nun's five letters in print, by Colonel Pack.
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- Letters writen [sic] by Mrs. Manley to which is added a letter from a supposed nun in Portugal to a gentleman in France, in imitation of the nun's five letters in print, by Colonel Pack.
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- Manley, Mrs. (Mary de la Rivière), 1663-1724.
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- 1696.
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that I will not describe his Misfortune to you, for fear it be contagious; but rather suf∣fer you to expect the publick Ac∣count; for I am one of those that esteem you more, than to make you uneasie; as I think none can be otherwise, that hears the Particulars of his Loss. Something there was, extream touching.—
After this doleful Subject, me∣thinks my Beaux may justly com∣plain I have so long a time neg∣lected his most singular self. We parted this Morning from our Sunday-Acquaintance. Fop told me (when I gently reproach'd him for Inconstancy,) Gad, Madam, 'tis but to make my self the newer to your Ladyship to Morrow. I rather
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thought 'twas to keep me such to him. He has given me a Re∣lation of his Success with the Damsel. She treated him (in her Chamber) with Rosa Solis, and what he calls Sucket. The rest he wou'd willingly have ac∣quainted me with, but I recom∣mended Discretion in Ladies Af∣fairs; and he, almost bursting, is yet forc'd to be silent. How long he will keep such, I do not know, for he has often offer'd at breaking his most painful Pe∣nance. We have pass'd Dorche∣ster and Blandford to Day, but nothing I found in either worth your notice. The Toils of the Body influence the Mind: I sup∣pose, by my Dulness, you find I speak woful Truths. We are
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lodg'd at Bridgport, and very ill; but 'tis but for a Night. Here's just come into the Inn an Ac∣quaintance of Beaux's, who pro∣mises yielding Matter for to Mor∣row's Letter. This was infected in the Beginning by General Tal∣mash; and the most uneasie Jour∣ney as dully concludes it.
Your ever Constant and Obliged Servant.
Bridgport, Jun. 25. 1694.