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LETTER 55: MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE, TO MISS HOWE

Friday midnight   I HAVE now a calmer moment. Envy, ambition, high and selfish resentment and all the violent passions are now, most probably, asleep all around me; and shall not my own angry ones give way to the silent … Continue reading

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