LETTER 231
Mr. Lovelace, to John Belford, Esq
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Friday Morning, Past Two o'clock
Io Triumphe! -- Io Clarissa, sing! -- Once more, what a happy man thy friend! -- A silly dear novice, to be heard to tell the coachman where to carry her! -- And to go to Hampstead, of all the villages about London! -- The place where we had been together more than once!
Io Triumphe! -- Io Clarissa, sing! -- Once more, what a happy man thy friend! -- A silly dear novice, to be heard to tell the coachman where to carry her! -- And to go to Hampstead, of all the villages about London! -- The place where we had been together more than once!
Methinks I am sorry she managed no better! -- I shall find the recovery of her too easy a task, I fear! Had she but known how much difficulty enhances the value of anything with me, and had she the least notion of obliging me by it, she would never have stopped short at Hampstead, surely.