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Richardson, Samuel, 1689-1761

"Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded"


I could not speak, might I have had the world; and he took me in his
arms, and said, I have now spoken all my mind, and expect no answer; and
I see you too much moved to give me one. Only forgive me the mention,
since I have told you my motive; which as much affects your reputation,
as my niceness; and offer not at an answer;--only say, you forgive me:
And I hope I have not one discomposing thing to say to my dearest, for
the rest of my life; which I pray God, for both our sakes, to lengthen
for many happy years.
Grief still choaked up the passage of my words; and he said, The shower
is over, my dear: let us walk out again.--He led me out, and I would have
spoken; but he said, I will not hear my dear creature say any thing! To
hearken to your assurance of complying with my request, would look as if
I doubted you, and wanted it. I am confident I needed only to speak my
mind, to be observed by you; and I shall never more think on the subject,
if you don't remind me of it. He then most sweetly changed the
discourse.
Don't you with pleasure, my dear, said he, take in the delightful
fragrance that this sweet shower has given to these banks of flowers?
Your presence is so enlivening to me, that I could almost fancy, that
what we owe to the shower, is owing to that: And all nature, methinks,
blooms around me when I have my Pamela by my side.


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