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You hesitated not in granting me permission to go to India, to him who had received my early vows, yet when the account of his supposed death withered my prime, and cropped the flower of my youth, you repined at yielding me to my God and Redeemer.

Letters from the Dead to the Living; and Moral Letters - الصفحة 32
بواسطة Ann Maria Maxwell - 1820
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Letters from the Dead to the Living; And, Moral Letters

Ann Maria Ainslie - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 234

...a journey to the country, and many unavoidable occurrences, then intervened to separate us, but now now nothing can divide us ; swift as thought the disembodied...stars, to the inmost recesses of earthly abodes. You regret the loss of my company and conversation, and forget that a husband would have separated me from...

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