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The 1654 Prose Letters Letter 31, cont. (p.92) |
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Letters have been judged Libels; but these of which we speake at this present, are ca- pable of no excuse, no amolishment, and therefore I cry you mercy, and my self too, for disliking them, with so much diligence, for they deserve not that. But Sir, you see by this, and by my Letter of last week, from hence the peremptory barrennesse of this place, from whence we can write nothing into England, but of that which comes from thence. Till the Lady Worster came hither, I had never heard any thing to make me imagine that Sir Rob. Rich was in England; the first hour that I had knowledge of it, I kisse his hands by this Letter. I make ac- count to be in London, transitorily, about the end of August. You shall do me much fa- vour, if I may finde a Letter from you (if you shall not then be there) at the Lady Bartlets: I shall come home in much igno- rance, nor would I discern home by a bet- ter light, or any other then you. I can glo- ry of nothing in this voyage, but that I have afflicted my Lady Bedford with few Letters. [CW: I] |
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