I encountered Samuel Richardson's Pamela many years ago as part of my History of the Novel module at university. I was introduced to some great works through that course, and there are two reasons I am grateful for being introduced to this; mostly, because it was the first year the class had read...
Ooookay... so Volume 1 of 9. Here is a quick synopsis of nearly 200 pages:Clarissa (with the back of her hand pressed to her forehead in classically melodramatic style): "I shant! I shant marry Mr. Solmes. Please just let me be single!"Various family members: "Why must you be so obstinate and spo...
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I will use Samuel Richardson's own words to sum up my opinion so far of Clarissa:"So little variation! and no concession on either side!"This quote came about 85% through Volume 2, and I couldn't agree more. Volume 2 has been (sadly) Volume 1 repeated with very little of interested added to the p...
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Ran out of room, so moved house again. https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...Like Richardson, I write too much. Unlike Richardson, I do not own my own printing press. Update 12/10The end continues to be nigh. Clarissa is buried, her long-ass will has been read, and Lovelace’s friends are trying...
DR. LEWEN, TO MISS CL. HARLOWE FRIDAY, AUG. 18. Presuming, dearest and ever-respectable young lady, upon your former favour, and upon your opinion of my judgment and sincerity, I cannot help addressing you by a few lines on your present unhappy situation. I will not look back upon the measures in...
Your two affecting letters were brought to me (as I had directed any letter from you should be) to the Colonel's, about an hour before we broke up. I could not forbear dipping into them there; and shedding more tears over them than I will tell you of; although I dried my eyes as well as I could, ...
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She told me, that to this my father angrily said, let her take care-- let her take care--that she give me not ground to suspect her of a preference somewhere else. But, if it be to ease her heart, and not to dispute my will, you may hear her out. So, Clary, said my mother, I am returned in a temp...
I have a piece of intelligence to give you, which concerns you much to know. Your brother having been assured that you are not married, has taken a resolution to find you out, waylay you, and carry you off. A friend of his, a captain of a ship, undertakes to get you on ship-board, and to sail awa...
LOVELACE, TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ. TUESDAY, MAY 9. I am a very unhappy man. This lady is said to be one of the sweetest- tempered creatures in the world: and so I thought her. But to me she is one of the most perverse. I never was supposed to be an ill-natured mortal neither. How can it be? I imagin...
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LOVELACE, TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ. MONDAY MORN. FIVE O'CLOCK (JUNE 19.) I must write on. Nothing else can divert me: and I think thou canst not have been a dog to me. I would fain have closed my eyes: but sleep flies me. Well says Horace, as translated by Cowley: The halcyon sleep will never build h...