not whether I ought to blame you, who may

have reasons which I cannot know, and I do not blame myself who have for a great part of human life done you what good I could, and have never done you evil. . . .

1 hope that what, when I could speak, I spoke of you, and to you, will be in a sober and serious hour remembered by you ; and surely it cannot be remembered but with some degree of kindness. I have loved you with virtuous affection ; I have honoured you with sincere esteem. Let not all our endearments be forgotten, but let me have in this last dis- tress your pity and your prayers. You see I yet turn to you with my complaints as a settled and inalienable friend ; do not, do not drive me from you, for I have not deserved either neglect or hatred.

��June iyth, 1783.

To Mrs. Thrale

MADAM,

If I interpret your letter right, you are ignominiously married: if it is yet undone, let us once more talk together. If you have abandoned your children and your religion, God forgive your wickedness; if you have forfeited your fame and your country, may

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