Digital Donne: the Online Variorum
The 1654 Prose Letters Letter 32, cont. (p.94) |
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penses me well. I am now in the after- noon of my life, and then it is unwhole- some to sleep. It is ill to look back, or give over in a course; but worse never to set out. I speake to you at this time of depar- ting, as I should do at my last upon my death-bed; and I desire to deliver into your hands a heart and affections, as inno- cent towards you, as I shall to deliver my soul into Gods hands then. I say not this out of diffidence, as though you doubted it, or that this should look like such an excuse, as implyed an accusation; but because my fortune hath burdened you so, as I could not rectifie it before my going, my consci- ence and interpretation (severer I hope then yours towards my self) calls that a kinde of demerit, but God who hath not only af- forded us a way to be delivered from our great many debts, contracted by our Exe- cutorship to Adam, but also another for our particular debts after, hath not left poor men unprovided, for discharge of morall and civill debts; in which, acknowledge- [CW: ment] |
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